#because like. Wow did that shit we make together rule

[mistrias]

ok life really is just a mosaic of all the people you've loved and lost 😍😍😍😍😍

[chrisevansonly]

12 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐀𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 | 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐬

ʚsocial media au

ʚlando norris x female leclerc!sister reader

ʚlooks like your brothers are going to be seeing a lot more of lando…but that doesn’t mean the 6 foot rule is up..

ʚnot requested but i just wanted to do a little something! you can read part one here! <3

yn.leclerc

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surprise i chopped my hair off!!!! (pls don’t break up w me lando)

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>yn.leclerc merci maman!!❤️❤️

landonorris

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mini getaway with my girl, and yes i beat her playing chess

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yn.leclerc

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bored waiting for lando to come home, oh yeah i forgot to mention we finally settled into our new house🥰

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mon soleil is this your man?

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>username the moon emoji😭😭

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[bigfan-fanfic]

The Things I Do For You (Male!Reader x Josh Washington)

@inhumanshadows Josh Washington introduces his bf to his friends and sisters at the lodge.

Set of course in an alternate universe where Josh's therapy went far better and the prank never happened!

His sisters are literally the nicest people in the world, it seems. Hannah's the one with the glasses, you remember.

Both of them were so happy to finally meet you, and instantly treat you like one of the family.

"Josh has been... so much happier lately. So... thank you. For being there for him, cause he tends to clam up around us." Beth smiles.

You grin back at her. "He's been there for me, too. We're a good team."

"That's good."

"You'll need it up here." Hannah says cryptically. Beth just rolls her eyes.

"No drama, Han. This weekend is about Josh and Y/N. Okay?"

Hannah sighs, then smiles. "You're right. I'm sorry."

It feels like some sort of choice has been made, but by then, Josh has returned and mischievously pulled you into a kiss from behind.

He grins at you. "Howdy, pilgrim." He drawls in a terrible cowboy voice.

You push him away lightly. "How dare you. Kissing me the coward's way."

"Well, allow me to try again." He winks, then moves to your front to kiss you again. Hannah mimes a gagging motion, and Beth smacks her arm.

"The others should be arriving soon. Should we just all just hang around and not say anything about Y/N until they freak out?" Hannah asks mischievously.

"You mean gaslight them out of meeting my boyfriend?" Josh laughs. "You up for it, Y/N?"

"Nah, I'm not much for pranks. Besides, you couldn't keep your hands off me for that long."

"Guilty."

Beth chuckles at your easy banter, but then the twins freeze when you look over at Josh. "Did you get your meds yet, babe? I think I heard your alarm go off."

"Oh, shit, you're right!" Josh's eyes widen and he goes to grab them.

Beth looks at you. "Wow. He used to get really sensitive about that."

"He knows I'm looking out for him, and we're just trying to work together on it."

"Well, I'm glad." Hannah grins.

The others arrive, and Josh lets the twins handle the greetings, because he took you down to the boiler to get the hot water working so you could make some tea.

"So, my friends... some of 'em can be a little... hard to handle sometimes. But deep down, we're all in a little love fest." Josh chuckles.

You nod. "They're pranksters, eh?"

"Yeah. I know you don't like em all that much, so I'll try to let em know you're not about practical jokes."

"Thanks." you smile, kissing his cheek.

An impatient text from Hannah recalls you both up from a make-out session in the basement

Emily and her boyfriend Mike are the first to arrive, having given Beth's best friend Sam a ride.

Mike shoots you some finger guns, and Sam offers a hug. Emily seems a little more reserved, but offers you a warm greeting. She makes a little joke about you finally teaching Josh some manners, and offers you some advice.

"Make sure you train them early." She winks. "These boys don't know their heads from a hole in the ground, but they learn quick. First rule: Emily is always right. Second rule, Mike?"

Mike gives her a mock-pout. "Nothing else matters because Emily is always right."

She gives you a little shrug as if to say "See?" before sauntering off.

Jess, Ashley, Matt, and Chris come next, having carpooled, Jess shows off her braided pigtails, claiming she let Ashley braid them in the car. Matt high-fives Josh and lets you know he's "totally supportive of the LGBT community, you know?"

Chris pretends to stand off with you. "So, you're the other man, huh?"

Jess giggles. "I always knew you two had a thing, Chris!"

"What? I meant, like, platonic versus romantic and-"

"Chris is jelly!" She sings, and Chris chases after her as she chants it through the lodge.

"I hope you're doing okay. Lots of meetings all at once - I'd be freaking out." Ashley chuckles, and shakes your hand.

It's lucky you're there - it's one of the last times here at the lodge for them before they all go off to college and start the next phase of their lives.

You suspect that had they not all been on their best behavior out of support to their friend, someone would've caused some huge drama.

But as it is, Josh refuses to drink cause it messes with his meds, so Mike and Chris decide to polish off a bottle in his honor - meaning Mike passes out with Chris halfway into the night and thus instead of Hannah making a move and Emily and Jess starting a retaliatory prank, the group has more of a chill game night vibe.

Josh gets clingy when the sun goes down and demands cuddles.

"The things I do for you," you playfully sigh, and the two of you settle under a blanket in front of the TV.

The gang easily pivots to putting on a movie and falling asleep, the snow falling peacefully outside.

And far across the mountain, the ancient things remain contained, another year kept at bay.

You never do get back up to the lodge. But even if a lot of Josh's friends move on after that, his sisters become your lifelong friends, and you know that Josh and you are gonna be something good...

[alexandraisyes]

500 FOLLOWERS

Wow. 500 of you. That number feels surreal, especially after everything these past few months. (Don't scroll away there's a surprise at the bottom of the post.)

In July, I faced harassment over a rumor about being hired as a TSAMS writer. In August and September, it escalated—stalking, harassment, and widespread slander over SolarNexus, a ship I don’t even ship. October brought betrayal as someone I trusted turned out to be a predator, slandering our friend group, faking their death, and running away upon confrontation. Last month, I had to take a stand against someone sharing NSFW with minors, leading to more slander and harassment.

Now it’s December, and honestly, fandom discourse feels inevitable. But you know what? I don’t care.

This community has been so supportive to me throughout this. I have grown close with friends, made new ones, and gained so many supporters and I don't know how to say thank you enough. I've reached so many of my goals for this year, and there's always going to be more work to do.

I'm starting a new fic. I'm updating my old ones. I'm making art for a voice actor. I'm a mod in the community server. And I'm finally working on a project again that I started in August.

I’ve been really hesitant to show this project off on main, beyond reblogging things here and there. I won’t reveal which character I specifically play—though it probably wouldn’t be hard to guess.

This project started as a way to support the mod who plays Lunar, who was receiving harassment simply for enforcing their boundaries. Yes, you read that right—they were harassed because they didn’t want to post negative confessions. When we saw that happening, my friends and I got together, and I said, “Haha, wouldn’t it be so cool if we just made a bunch of confession blogs to dunk on the haters and roleplay and shit?”

Within 24 hours, two new blogs popped up. One hasn’t done anything to hurt me, so I won’t name them, but we all know who they are. The second? Biased-tsams-confessions—a blog that was one of the leading forces behind the harassment I faced in August. They would flip their lid if they knew I was the leading force behind TSBS CVAU and remain its head administrator and manager. Honestly? That makes me even prouder of this project.

Of course, I couldn’t do this alone. A huge thank you to my partner in crime, @lyrical-hue, who has been my rock throughout this journey. They’ve helped smooth out the bumps along the way, making sure I don’t handle everything solo.

I’m so excited to finally share this project with my fanbase publicly. We’re expanding our world and currently looking for new members to join the group! If you’re interested, you can apply here:

Okay so now the real question. How am I celebrating this milestone? The past two times I made a post like this I did a raffle (one of which I'm still finishing the artwork for). This time I'd like to do something different.

I want to make some free emotes for the community. My community. To give back some of the support I've been given.

To be applicable for this, reblog this post with references of your character designs, AU designs, OCs, or sonas. As many as you want. They can be your own characters, or personal designs for preexisting characters. Or even just. Characters. I will literally just take canon designs of characters too. I'll even take requests for my own designs. As you can see there are a LOT of emotes there, so I need a LOT of characters from the community.

RULES:

Characters must be submitted through REBLOGS

You do not get to choose which emote is made, I do, I'm doing this for free after all

You HAVE to be following me, this is an event to celebrate my followers after all.

And uh, yeah that's kinda it. If you want to join the discord you can join here:

[wabatle]

◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡ Miracle - Ft. Michael Kaiser

❣ final fic!! walking home from a game w him ❣ warnings: might be ooc ngl, "he would never say that" but he did because i make the rules /hj

“Mihya, nice game!” You said, running up to him.

“Thanks. It's surprising you can say that since I fumbled a goal.” He replied, entangling his fingers with yours.

“That's rare for you, but you made a pretty awesome comeback scoring right after that. You're so cool, Mihya.”

“You think? Say it again.”

“Ooh, my boyfriend is so awesome, he's so cool and great.” You said sarcastically.

“Say it and mean it.” He hissed.

He pushed open the door for the two of you, the cold air hitting you like a burst of snow crashing into your face. It was so cold it almost hurt. You shivered.

“Cold?” He asked.

“Well, yeah. Are you?”

“A bit.” He slung an arm around your shoulder. “But now it's better.”

You kept walking, huddled together to share body warmth.

“You know, that one artist we like redid their first song.” He said, the fog of his breath dissipating.

“Oh shit, them?”

“Yeah, them.”

“We better listen to it when we get home.”

“Agreed.”

You kept walking in comfortable silence for a bit, before he decided to speak.

“I hate to sound sappy all of the sudden, but even if I fumble in a game, you don't make me feel like shit for it, so, thanks, I guess.”

“Aww,” you breathed sarcastically, “the great Michael Kaiser thanking me for something?”

“Shut up. I try to be nice for once and then you get sarcastic.”

“You're welcome, though. Let's be together today and tomorrow and forever.”

“Oh, wow. Wasn't expecting that. But, sure, if that's what you want. It's like a miracle, being together with you.”

“Okay, now you're getting sappy.” You remarked, patting his back.

“Whatever.” He stopped you and pressed a soft, chaste kiss into your lips.

“Love you.” You said.

“I suppose I love you too.”

“Mm. Whatever.”

❣ thank you for reading! / bro event finally over omg... ❣ back to event masterlist

[lunajay33]

New World🍂Part 2!

Summary: You grew up in a crappy town with one friend who kept you going, everything started to fall into place, that’s until the world ended and the dead ruled the world

Pt.1

•Masterlist•

It’s been about a week since we got to the quarry and everything has been going smoothly…..well as smoothly as things could go with Merle around, he teased both Daryl and I every night that he stayed in the tent but in his gross ways that he talks

But I tried to put it to the side because I had my best friend with me and that’s all I could ask for

Today was a new day and we were running low on supplies so some people decided to go on a run to the city

“Hey y/n do you wanna come in the run with us?” Glenn asked as he came over to the table Daryl and I were sitting at

“She ain’ goin no where” Daryl answered before I got the chance

“I could help though”

“I ain’ risking your life out there, I need ya here where it’s safe, Merle can go in yer place” he said trying to plead with me

“Wow baby brother tryin to feed me to the walkers” Merle laughed as he came and sat next to me throwing his arm around my shoulder

Merle always did this, he thought it got a role out of Daryl, plus it made me damn uncomfortable

“Merle get your hands off me” I said swatting his arm away

“Yer a damn brat we should’ve left ya to the walkers” Daryl gave him a look that I’m glad I’ve never gotten, it honestly gave me the chills

“Fine I’ll go, only cause I gotta find me some more pills” he laughed before he left to get his shit together

Glenn had long go left knowing how Merle was with any person that wasn’t white here

“So ummm what are you gonna do today?” I asked feeling awkward now

“Gonna head out hunting, try and find somethin, might take awhile” he said as he cleaned his arrows

“Please be safe out there”

“Always am” he grunted but I saw a lift at his lips making me smile

~~~~~~~~~~

The day went on as we all carried on with our chores, I missed Daryl it’s only been a few hours but he was my biggest constant now and the fear of him alone placed a heavy weigh in my chest, but I know he’s knows how to handle himself out there……but still

Some of the girls and I were hanging clothes and it helped clear my mind

“I miss my straightener” Andrea said

“I miss my kitchen, making home made dinners every night” Lori smiled reminiscing

“…….i miss my vibrator” I stated as all the girls laughed

“Me too” Andrea and Carol said in unison making us all cry laughing now

“Y/n why do you need a vibrator when you got that Dixon basically sowed to your hip” Andrea said

“I…..I don’t know what you’re talking about” I would’ve said he was just my best friend like before but that’s not how it felt to me anymore

“Oh come on sweetie we all see how you both ogle at eachother when you think no one else sees, or when you’re doing chores he’s looking at you like you hung the moon in the sky, it’s adorable” Lori stated making me blush

“Don’t tell him please, I don’t want to ruin anything between us” I admitted

“Ooooooo I told you” Amy said pushing Andrea’s arm

“I guess I’ve felt it deep down for a long time, I mean he’s the whole package but, I’m just plain ol’ me, he could have anyone he wanted” I said clipping on of his shirts to the line

“You’re hilarious, if anything he doesn’t deserve you, girl you’re hot” Amy laughed

“Sure whatever, just everyone better keep their mouths shut”

I loved talking with the girls it always felt like we were back in the normal world, when all we had to worry about was paying bills

As we were tidying up I decided to take a nap, I couldn’t get much sleep last night with Merle’s snoring, so I told the girls and headed to my tent

~~~~~~~~

I woke up abruptly to a ruckus outside so I quickly unzipped the tent and ran out with my knife Daryl gave me, tight in hand

“YER TELLING ME YOU LEFT MY BROTHER ON THE ROOF” Daryl was back, and fuming

“He was a danger to us all he would’ve gotten us killed” this new guy said

Daryl was about to jump this guy when Shane got him in a choke hold, I ran over and pushed Shane off him

“What the hell is wrong with you, don’t EVER touch him like that again” I yelled at Shane

I knew Daryl past, hell I was the one usually to help get him through it and I know he didn’t like others touching him like that

I kneeled infront of Daryl and held his shoulder

“Are you okay” I asked worried

“ ‘m fine” he said swatting my hand away and standing up, it hurt but I understood

“Rick is going back to get him aren’t you” Lori said seeming angry

“Ya, I’ll get a group and we’ll head back for him, I won’t leave him out exposed, well he’s four tomorrow morning”

“Fine” Daryl groaned as he left out into the woods

I quickly followed him seeing him walk back and forth in the same spot I could tell he was fuming, he had a hard time controlling his temper sometimes

“Daryl I’m sorry” I said stopping him from his wandering

“Damn guy just shows up and now my brothers gone, the hell is wrong with him”

“We will find him, eventually you guys will find each other, you always do” I said pushing his hair back out of his face

He was quiet for some time trying to calm down I assume

“Sorry ‘bout before, I shouldn’ have smacked yer had away like that”

“Daryl it fine I just want you to be okay” I smiled

“It’s not”

“Come we need to get some food in ya and we should go down to the quarry and wash first it’s been a while” I took his hand and led him down the trail to the crystal blue water

“Do you wanna go first?” I asked

“Nah, go ahead” he motioned to the water as he sat on the rocky shore

He looked away as I stripped down and glided into the warm water, I was covered up to my shoulders when he looked back but this was clear water I’m sure he saw a little something but…I wasn’t apposed to it

“Me and the girls were talking earlier” I said as I ran my hand over my dirty skin

“Ya? ‘Bout what?”

“What we miss, some said straighteners, cooking in a nice kitchen, what do you miss Daryl?” I cupped my hands and let the water run through my hair

“Mm…probably our dinners, and the drives we’d take on Merle’s bike at night”

I remember those nights so fondly, wrapping my arms around his waist and holding him close as my hair flew behind me, the smell of him surrounding me, the cigarette and woodsy smell I adored so much

“I miss it too”

“What was yer answer to the girls” and my cheeks instantly exploded with heat

“Ummm nothing” I squeaked out

Which he obviously could tell I was lying

“Really? You miss nothing at all” he smirked his conniving smirk he knows I loath

“Maybe a few things”

“What do I gotta do fer ya to tell me?”

“Hmmm the only way I tell you is if you don’t laugh”

“Fine, now tell me”

God this was so embarrassing

“I said I missed…..my vibrator” I squeaked out the last part feeling my heart in my throat

I heard him choke obviously shocked by my response

“I told you not to make fun of me”

“I ain’ just can’t believe ya really used those thangs” he said trying to compose himself

“I’m a woman Daryl I have needs”

“What ‘bout them guys you talked too?”

“They never got past the part of getting to know each other, too many pricks in our town”

“Ya I get that, best ya don’t waist her time, ya deserve better”

I cleared my throat down with this embarrassing conversation

“Umm I’m done, your turn”

~~~~~~~~

(I’m gonna change from using *i* to *you* instead it’s just easier to write that way!)

After we were both washed up we headed back to came, ate our food and went to the tent

“I’ll take Merle’s bag tonight” Daryl said

“Oh okay” we changed and laid down

An hour went by and you couldn’t sleep, it was freezing without Daryl, you rolled over and whispered

“Daryl? Are you still awake?”

“Mmm” he grunted from an answer

“Can you come back to our sleeping bag, it’s too cold without you” you whined desperate for some warmth

You couldn’t see it but his eyes were wide open from shock, he didn’t say anything but he came back over and climbed in behind you

“Thanks”

“ ‘course” he whispered before his snores started to lull you to sleep

~~~~~~~

The next day went on and they were gone looking for Merle for a long time, and it was worrying you, the sun was now setting and your belly felt like a knot of stress

As everyone was sitting around the fire Amy got up to use the washroom, a few minutes later she was screaming, you turned around and walkers were surrounding the camp coming from everywhere

You took your knife and jammed it into the walkers that came near you, until a big one stumbled over and fell ontop of you, you struggled until an arrow shot it dead, well…. forever dead now

It was pulled off of you and Daryl picked you up and held you against his chest, you wrapped you arms around him feeling lucky to have him back and safe

“Are ya okay?” He asked looking you over for bites

“I’m okay, are you okay D?”

“Fine, Merle got away, knew he’d be comin back to take revenge”

Everything died down, the camp lost a lot of people, when the sun rises we buried our dead and burned the walkers

“Where do we go now, it’s not safe here anymore” Lori asked the group but mostly Rick and Shane

“We head to the CDC that’s the only place I can think will still be running”

So after everyone packed up we got in our cars and were off, thankfully it was just Daryl and you in his truck, giving you both some much needed peace

“Do you think we’ll be safe at the CDC?” you asked looking over at him

“We best be, we ain’ got much more places to go”

You could see the worry in his body tension, and the way he talked, sure he was a grump with everyone else but not you, never you

“We’ll find something Daryl, as long as we have each other” he looked at you and looked back at the road nodding

We’d be okay…….right?

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Part.3<-

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[stickyspeckledlight]

HAPPY ONE-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO THIS BLOG (and oooo follower appreciation event too and giveaway/raffle; below in the read me bc I'm gonna force y'all to deal with my sappy sappy words first <3)

(don't bully me my art is shit)

Like. Wow. I can't believe this blog is ALREADY ONE YEAR OLD (well, 1 year and one day old, tho technically it's even older since it's just a reblog ACC converted into my writing blog---but I'VE ONLY BEEN WRITING FOR IT FOR A YEAR AND ONE DAY, SO THERE), and how many ppl have gathered here

But seriously, I can't believe how many people actually enjoy my fun lil drabbles (wdym 30k is a drabble---) like fr ppl tysm for enjoying the shit i cook like *blushes* I'm so happy we can all be fucked up freaks together UwU. others may look at us an think we're pineapple pizza, but they're ignorant. in reality they are the pineapple pizza. and yes anon who keeps sending me pineapple pizzas to my house (fabricated) i will come for you, I'm just very busy baking pineapple pizzas to stuff you with when your time comes. the grim reaper thinks it's a bit excessive, but i don't, so that means i am a perfectly reasonable and sane person.

I'd been wanting to write yandere fic for awhile, but never really did anything until last year on the good ol' march 23rd when aventurine made me simp so hard that i finally wrote yan fics. and since then tbh its a bit silly to say but life kinda feels a lot better knowing that I've a community to share these lil drabbles (stop calling them drabbles oml) with, yknow. its the small things <3

seriously, im so awed at how many cool ppl I've met since starting this blog. from the anon who sent me pineapple pizza, the anon who sent me banger comments abt destroyed onset, the anons who give me cardiac arrest, the anon who asked me how my corpse was doing, and literally every single anon who plays along with my bullshit (anon who sent sunday outfit ask I promise I'm getting to answer it but ngl everytime i try to i just end up cuddling into my own blankets thinking about how cozy sunday's outfit is---look if i read abt cozy things then i gravitate towards cozy things ok)---tysm for giving me a giggle! all of your comments and the things you send into my inbox are the absolute highlights of my day.

So, to show my appreciation, instead of working on Destroyed Onset 4 and 5, i will instead be doing.

COMMISSION RAFFLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (3/24/25 - 3/28/25)

it's quite simple. just follow my blog (new followers are welcomed ofc) and reblog this post, preferably with something stupid so i can laugh at it and maybe make a meme out of it. in fact you know what if you do then I'll double draw you into the raffle. see. I've given y'all an incentive now. REBLOG WITH STUPID SHIT IF YOU WANT TO BE ENTERED TWICE INTO THE RAFFLE. IS THIS FAIR? IS THIS JUST? IDK BUT IT SEEMS FUNNY SO IMA DO IT LMAO. what are you going to do, stop me? ha, puny mortal. there is no stopping me now. because I'm having a good time, having a good ti---

once you're entered into the raffle, i'll draw some names and reward the following:

ONE person gets a full-length fic (somewhere between ~2-5k words)

ONE person get a shortfic (so up to ~1-2k words)

TWO people get a drabble (~200 - 500 words)

(but tbh knowing me all of these might end up way longer then i intend them to be---we'll see lmao)

This will run from TODAY, March 24th, to FRIDAY March 28th. One Friday passes, the names will be locked in and I'll DM the winners to discuss commission details.

As for requesting/commission rules, they're on my main page under 'Other Stuff' (alongside the tag guide). But since these are commissions, I'll add that I'm perfectly willing to write OC or Self-Inserts. I will not write non-yan fics though, just because tbh I have a really hard time writing pure fluff; like, it's not that i can't write fluff, but after a bit it's hard to resist the urge to insert something that's at least A LITTLE dark or angsty, lmao. But also just cuz this is a yandere blog, I'd like to keep my writing focused on yandere

Note: Commissions will be private, unless the commissioner gives me permission to post

With that, thank you!

Oh, and for the people who end up getting the above prizes, I might give y'all some participation memes. Just like. Compensary. You don't get fic but you get a lame semi-mass produced speckled meme

[noonaishere]

Online/Offline [C.S] - ninety-five | everything’s good :D

“So what do you want to play?” Keeho asked.

“Oh--” you started, “you didn’t have a plan?”

“Nah, I had vocal practice and we had to film content, so it sort of kicked my ass.”

“Oh my god, you’re the lord of spoilers,” you sighed.

“No-- ah, shit.”

JohnnyYuta: HAHA, Keeho! A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: He Of The Spoils YangYangGangGang: Wow, he really doesn’t stop I💚Keeho: Do you think his manager will call? I💚Keeho: Or even the CEO like that other time? QuackIsWhack✅: “Content” isn’t big enough for the CEO KeeHOrse: Yeah, the CEO only called that time because it was a major comeback spoiler I💚Keeho: Ohhh yeah lol

You read your chat and laughed. “You’re getting roasted, Spoiler King. Lightly browned, on both sides.”

Keeho sighed.

You chuckled at his reaction. “Chat, what do you think we should play?”

JohnnyYuta: OBSERVATION DUTY!! A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: HUGE MAN!!

“Oh my god, Keeho would hate that.”

“Keeho would hate what?” He asked.

“They want to play Observation Duty.”

“No.”

“See?” You said to the chat. “Pick something else.”

A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: WHY NOTTTTTT??? I💚Keeho: Keeho hates the jumpscares QuackIsWhack✅: Also, the *ahem* untoward ones are a bit much for the company, you feel me? A🌲SurroundedBy🌷s: Ohhhhhhh yeah JohnnyYuta: Understandable 🗻of Namhae✅: What about Minecraft? You haven’t played that in a while

Your eyes widened at the screenname. “Namhae? You’re back?”

🗻of Namhae✅: Yeah. Sorry for being gone for so long

“Namhae’s back?”

“Yeah, he had a family thing he had to take care of.”

“That was a while.”

“It was. I hope everything’s okay, Namhae.”

🗻of Namhae✅: Everything’s good :D

You smiled. “That’s good. Namhae suggested Minecraft.”

“Didn’t you used to play that with Morn?”

“Yeah, but everyone liked our palatial estate and less palatial escapades.”

“And how much you died all the time?”

You gasped. “How did you know?”

“I watch your streams when we have comebacks. They always make me sad because I can’t play games with everyone.”

“The streams make you sad or the comebacks make you sad?”

“The comebacks.”

“... Should you have said that out loud?”

Keeho laughed. “Our managers hear me complain enough about not being able to game, so it’s not like they don’t know.”

“If you say so. Anyway, do you want to play Minecraft?”

“I don’t really like Minecraft. I’d rather play against each other.”

“Ugh. Then why don’t you suggest something? You pest.”

“Hmmm…”

Keeho thought for a few seconds and then started naming games and seeing what the response from his chat was. While you waited, your mind drifted to playing Minecraft with San. Sure, you weren’t very good at it - actually you were pretty fucking terrible - but he always made it fun, no matter how frustrated you got because you kept dying. And you got pretty fucking frustrated. He always had your back and he always picked you up and dusted you off when you respawned. 

You were feeling… disbelief? At the idea that, at that exact moment, he could have been going out on his blind date. Why was he even going on a blind date? You wondered where they would go: was it going to be a fancy restaurant? Something fun like an amusement park? Maybe they’d see a movie and sit in the dark theater together. Maybe their hands would touch by accident-- or on purpose. You wondered what she would be like. Would she be pretty? Would she have a stunning personality and a great sense of humor? Would she have a real job like a ‘responsible adult’, and not have people harass her online or stalk her in real life? Would she be so captivating that he wouldn’t have room to think of anyone else? Would she be like you? Would she be the complete opposite?

And why didn’t you just fucking ask him out when you had the chance? You liked to think that maybe you were the kind of person who could learn from their mistakes, so why did it suddenly feel like your tried and true rule of not dating people you work with was suddenly hurting you rather than helping you?

“Mario Kart.”

“--What?” You had totally forgotten you were streaming.

“They want us to play Mario Kart. Aren’t you paying attention?”

“Uh-- yeah.”

“No you’re not,” Keeho laughed. “What were you doing?”

“Thinking about something, sorry.”

“Do you want to play Mario Kart?”

“Not really but… whatever. Sure.”

San stood by the door of the restaurant, waiting for his blind date as he watched y/n stream without him. He wondered why Keeho was so dead set against Minecraft. He also wondered why y/n went quiet for so long. Was she okay? Maybe he shouldn’t have shown up in the chat as Namhae? Maybe he should have made a new name?

Maybe he should have just told her he was Namhae from the beginning.

“Excuse me-- San?” A woman’s voice asked and San looked up.

“I’m so sorry--” he shut off the stream and shoved his phone into his pocket. “Jisoo, right?”

“Yes.” She smiled and held out her hand for him to shake.

He shook it and smiled back. “Shall we go in?”

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A Moment But Forever - Episode 28

Oh I am rooting for these two to get together. I think Ah-Xue and her no-nonsense practicality, her humour, her warmth, is good for Qianlin. (I don't know if he'll ever see it/get past his infatuation with Tanyin though)

Yuanzhong you are such a little shit. 😂

Yeeeeaaaah young city lord has gone full scumbag and is gonna kill his sister. No big surprise there.

So "prepare the wine" is for his father? What is that going to do? Is he going to... somehow influence his father to kill his sister? That's fucking cold even for Zhao Jing...

Oooh or is he going to kill his father and blame it on Zhi Dai and Tanghua? Poison him and claim that the immortality pill killed him?

Oh damn, the carefully prepared fixed smile on his face as he enters...

What was the maid hesitating about? Does she know what's coming?

Oh shit, he poisoned Zhi Dai's food too! That's why the maid hesitated...

Mannnn sometimes I hate being right...

"Because I don't need to win" is a pretty powerful statement for a man whose whole life has been about winning... about defeating the enemy, about plotting to escape his captivity, about planning his revenge on the world. Now all he cares about is making her happy.

Ahhhhhhh we got kisses!! (I feel like a lot of the cdramas with a romance I have enjoyed recently have cheated us out of on-screen kisses *side-eyes The Double in particular+).

Not sure how this rule that has been placed on her by Divinity Hall works. Wasn't it meant to be that she can't fall in love with him? Does it only kick in if she says it? Cos I mean it's pretty damn obvious she has fallen in love with him, by any metric.

He's pretty good at this too, considering this must be his first ever kiss?

(I'm just gonna put it out there that, for fanfic purposes, it's entirely possible that they slept together that night 😁)

Ooooh shitty Dingxu is still sneaking around spying on him? And it seemed like Yuanzhong could sense he - or at least someone - was there?

Why does Dingxu say he's become a demon? (This whole thing about if he is demon or not is stressing me, ngl...)

And Yuanzhong neatly evades confirming or denying it... Or wait, did he just confirm it? Or is he just fucking with Dingxu?

Or do they not mean it literally... do they mean because of what he did with the heavenly flame? (I NEEEEED answers to this! Is he a demon or not?!!)

Ohhh I fucking love him throwing that back in Dingxu's face - literally telling him you of all people should know why I would do that. You know what you did to me.

What did Dingxu really think sneaking around watching Yuanzhong was going to achieve? He must have known there was no way Yuanzhong would help him create more immortality pills, so what on earth was he expecting?

Ahhhhhh the intimacy of it all!! Her smoothing his clothes into place, adjusting his hair, getting him to twirl for her... 😍😍

"To be cared for is wonderful" It truly is... for someone who has not had that for 60+ years...

Wow... I mean, you could have assumed that these soldiers were just following orders and truly believed Zhi Dai had assassinated her father... but the fact that they attacked Youhu clan people (and specifically Tanghua) on sight means they are absolutely in on the plot with shitty city lord.

And who the rubbery fuck are these dudes?!! And what's with the glowy eyes? Some form of human cragtsmanship?

Aaaaand why did they cut away and not show the battle at all? Budget? Having to cut the episodes down to 36? Why introduce a fearsome-looking (new and possibly plot-relevant) enemy... and then not show what happens with them?

But it did show us the bird flying away... and then landing at the city lord's palace. So the bird is some kind of spy?

He's reluctant to get involved... and understandably so. He's had enough of war and conflict and being expected to save everyone... he just wants to be a little bit selfish and do things for himself, go out and see the world with the person he loves.

But he agrees for Tanghua's sake.

Uhhhh did anybody warn the Youhu visitors about the resident War Demon and to leave him the fuck alone? Cos otherwise this could get messy!

Tanyin looks rather conflicted at the idea of Yuanzhong getting involved...

How many people are they hosting in this 3 bedroom house now? There was already 4 of them, with Tanghua and Zhi Dai that makes 6 and that's not counting the 3 lackeys Tanghua brought with him?

Die faster you miserable old fuck.

Oooh the War Demon chief has gone after Dingxu? Not that he doesn't deserve it but why? I thought it was all about killing Yuanzhong? Ohhh shit... do they want to get Yuanzhong's location out of Dingxu...

Oh really Elder? It's interesting that you only needed to go and meet this contact asap once you heard that Yuanzhong was here? And why the fuck would they need a detailed map of the city lord's mansion when they have Zhi Dai, who was fucking living there!! (Please tell me you realise this is bullshit Tanghua?)

What are the chances this fucker is in cahoots with city lord?

The Wushuang Secret Manual? I know that's been mentioned before but I can't remember the details... Was it written by Tanyin? (And where the fuck did they get it? It this more of Hannv's interference?)

There's also a few suspiciously missing pages at the back?

Is fucking Dingxu actually collaborating with the War Demons (and the humans)? Against Yuanzhong? Against his own fucking people?

Holy shit he is the worst!! I thought the War Demon chief had gone to torture Yuanzhong's location out of him but ofc she wouldn't need to because that fucker will do anything to anyone to preserve his own fucking skin.

Honestly, Yuanzhong might have had the right fucking idea with the Heavenly Flame, if he'd just kept it away from the innocent populace and aimed it solely at the ruling class.

Oh that's never a good sign. Let's just get this one thing sorted and then leave town and go live happily ever after. Yeah that's definitely not going to happen now.

I'm calling it, Qianlin is going to become the perfect War Demon that they've been striving for all this time. Only he'll be fighting on Yuanzhong's side.

Ohhh that is such an ominous place for it to end. Shit is going to go DOWN next episode, isn't it? This is going to hurt...

[schrijverr]

Slipped Their Minds

After a few years working alongside the Justice League, Batman decides that it will be safe to let his kids tie themselves back to him. The only thing is, that since Nightwing is already part of the League, they forget to mention that he is also part of the Bat associates. They only remember when they are surrounded by other members, who loose their shit at the fact that Batman is Nigthwing’s dad.

On AO3.

Ships: none

Warnings: none

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When the Justice League forms, most heroes have been around for a few years already. Superman has been flying over the skies of Metropolis for four years, the Flash has been zooming around Central for three and the Green Lantern got his assignment a year and a half ago. While Wonder Woman, J’onn J’onzz and Cyborg are more recent additions.

The only exception to this rule is Batman, who has already been doing this for around fifteen years already, though no one knows for sure when he started. And he has never been very forthcoming with the information either.

Now it’s two years later and the Justice League is looking to expand. The hero community has grown since their start and they want to pad their numbers and increase their reach, so that they can make more of a difference.

One of the new members they recruit, is Nightwing.

Nightwing does not seem like the most interesting new recruit, since he is a human surrounded by people that can absorb nukes or kings of the seas. However, Nightwing piqued their interest, because rumors of him go way back.

Upon meeting the man, they realize this kid has been in the business for a long time, first popping onto the scene about eight years ago. Bar Batman, he’s been doing this the longest.

“Man, how come I never heard of you until recently?” Flash exclaims. He and Nightwing have hit it off right away. “You’ve been doing this for so long, rumors must have started to seep out at some point.”

“Nah, I wasn’t really considered a hero until like a year or so ago,” Nightwing shrugs easily, leaning back in the other monitor chair. “For the first two years, I was a rumor made up by criminals, then I was a good for nothing, punk vigilante that was on the wanted list for the next three years. By then you guys got onto the scene and heroes truly became a topic in a positive way, so they became a little more open to my meddling. Though they still don’t trust me entirely. Now we’re here.”

“Wait, they still don’t trust you?” Flash asks.

“No, course not, it’s Blüd,” Nightwing laughs as if that’s funny. “You can’t trust anyone there. It’s a shithole of a shithole. I’m not a hero, Flash, I’m a vigilante. Huge difference.”

“Ugh, you sound like Batman,” Flash complains. “Wait, aren’t Blüdhaven and Gotham like super close to each other?”

“Yeah, why do you think it’s such a shithole?” Nightwing jokes, though everyone has already learned the hard way that he’s the only one, who can joke about his city like that. They’re pretty sure Aquaman still feels the bruise. For a human, he sure can pack a punch.

“Did you two work together? Before the League? Or, like, even before heroes?” Flash asks, rapid speed as his excitement grows.

“Our cases overlapped sometimes,” Dick says, deciding it’s not technically a lie, because Nightwing didn’t want Batman nosing around in his city until recently and Robin doesn’t really count. “We knew of each other, shared information sometimes.”

“Wow, I can’t imagine what baby Batman must have been like,” Flash says, a little awed.

“Probably a lot stupider than we think,” Dick snorts, still remembering when Bruce took him in only two years after he himself had started running around in kevlar.

Right now, he’s kind of sad that he made Bruce promise to let him be in the League on his own, because otherwise he could share some embarrassing stories with Flash – or Wally, the man’s secret identity wasn’t too hard to figure out – but he can’t do that without revealing Robin and that can’t happen.

Robin is still an unconfirmed rumor. There are a lot of reports about him, but the switches in Robins that have been going on made them all so widely different that no one trusts them. And no pictures have been leaked. Babs is very good at what she does.

Out of the Gotham’s vigilante population, Robin is the only known one in the streets and under the rogues in Arkham. All the other birds and bats – save Signal, the stubborn day shift – are pretty unknown and Batman likes to keep it that way.

He and Cass, Jason too technically, are the only ones, who are proper adults now and the world has changed drastically from when they were kids.

Dick might frown on B’s paranoia most of the time, but it’s no longer just the creeps in Arkham they have to worry about. It’s the anti-hero mentality that is popping up alongside the support, the people with grudges on a larger scale that are trying to find weak spots to get back at heroes that stopped them or couldn’t save them, magic that could control their allies and turn them against them, along with all the ones they love.

The world isn’t safe and anonymity makes his baby siblings a little better protected.

Of course, he’s not going to sit there and say the world was safe when he ran around in short shorts and bright colors. The fact that he was out there in the first place spoke to that. However, it seems like the world was at least smaller then, the harms more manageable. Vigilantes less known, with smaller targets on their backs.

So, he just laughs at the young Batman hypotheticals Wally comes up with as they continue to shoot the shit and watch over earth from high above. Almost like a rooftop, but on a much larger scale. B definitely came up with that one.

And so the Justice League evolves with the new heroes in it, while Nightwing and Batman masquerade as strangers to protect their family.

However, before Dick was Nightwing, he was Robin and it is hard to hide years of working alongside each other with only the other one as backup. Even Barbara came later. At the start, it was just them and that’s hard to forget.

Bruce tries to hide it, putting Dick on different teams, knowing he is capable of leading them, and scheduling different training days for them, as well as trying to stay out of his way as Dick establishes himself among their allies.

But avoiding each other entirely is suspicious too. Besides, it’s unavoidable sometimes. They have skill sets that compliment each other well, it’s natural that they get assigned together, especially when it’s a stealth mission.

Still, they maintain a professional distance. They’re coworkers, whose styles mesh well, but who aren’t particularly close.

And so time passes and the world changes more.

Cass is making a name for herself in Hong Kong, Jason is running around with his Outlaws, while Tim has joined the Teen Titans (under the guise that his name is merely an homage to the Robin rumors from his hometown, where he doesn’t operate) and Steph is striking out with the Birds of Prey.

Only Damian and Duke, the babies of the family, are safe in Gotham – for as far Gotham is safe. And even then, it’s really only Damian, whose existence is still rumor. Signal runs around in broad daylight, the first confirmed connection to the Bat.

A connection, they observed, that has protected him thus far. Not harmed.

Sure, they all know the risks of being a vigilante, but there is no more anonymity keeping them safe. Robin is starting to be believed in more and more, vague images floating around with increased cameras on the streets and all the others have been spotted outside of the context of Gotham. Maybe it is time.

Maybe, telling the world that these people fall under the protection of Gotham’s Legend. Of the first hero – though he doesn’t use the term himself – that ever graced the world. Of the man that is still here, no matter what life throws at him.

Maybe that will be safer than having them be lone vigilantes out in the wind, ready to be taken out by any wannabe villain trying to make their mark.

Red Hood has always worn a bat on his chest, but most considered it a mockery (as it was intended at the time). However, when more and more start to appear, people take it more seriously.

Like, Orphan, who patrols the street in her Black Bat get up that she usually dawns in Gotham, Red Robin, who introduces Robin to the Teen Titans – thus also the world – confirming his existence and tying them both to the Bat, while Steph finally takes on the mask of Batgirl full time.

It’s a perfect plan that goes off without a hitch.

Sure, there is a small explosion online as people learn how many vigilantes patrol Gotham and Gothamites start to share old tweets that were conspiracy theories at the time or their own experiences with the newly revealed vigilantes.

Within the hero community people are surprised to see just how many vigilantes Batman trained, though only Dick hears about that, since Bruce avoids the Watchtower like the plague afterwards.

Naturally, Dick reports gleefully about all the wild shit he’s heard in the halls of the Watchtower to his siblings with grandeur.

Like that first time back on the Watchtower after the reveal. Wally zooms up to him in the middle of the cafeteria area, saying: “Did you see about all the Batman children popping up everywhere?”

“Of course,” Dick snorts, because why the hell would he not have?

“Did Batman, like birth them all? What do you think?” Wally asks breathlessly, obviously it’s been eating at his mind.

Before Dick can reply, Diana interrupts: “I did not know Batman was a sculptor, gifted by the Gods.”

“What?” both Dick and Wally reply, confused.

��His children,” Diana says, her tone giving away that she thinks they should understand that. When it becomes clear they don’t, she expands: “My mother brought a lump of clay before the Gods. She shaped me and breathed life into me. I assumed Batman had done the same, is that not so?”

It’s quiet for a moment as they process what the Amazonian princess just said. Then it takes every ounce of Dick’s training to say straight faced as he explains that humans don’t reproduce that way, while Wally just fails and breaks down in laughter.

By the time Diana understands, Hal has joined them, having wandered over to find out what they hell was happening over there.

He asks: “Spooky really had a bunch of kids? Somehow I can’t imagine him with a baby, like did he have batdiapers made?”

Amused Dick thinks about the last time he saw B hold a baby. Definitely better with kids older than four. So, he shakes his head and says: “Nah, he adopted.”

“That makes sense,” Wally agrees.

“So, he just found a bunch of highly competent kids?” Hal says, not buying it. “I mean, where would he even get them?”

Dick starts laughing immediately, because this has always been his favorite joke to make. However, his laughter prevents him from speaking, so for a second he looks insane, then he gleefully chokes out: “T- the- the circus!”

Wally punches his shoulder and says: “Don’t be a dick,” with an amused voice.

Naturally that only sends Dick into a further spiral and he can’t explain, both because he’s still laughing and because he doesn’t actually want to give their secret identities away. They’ve luckily changed topics by the time he’s gotten himself under control.

All in all, it is a win for once. No organization breaks out of the shadows to target them all and the hero community doesn’t suddenly turn against them. The only thing they forget, is that they never mentioned that Nightwing is also a Bat associate.

Dick has always tried to make Nigthwing outside of his association with the Batman, moving to a city and picking a theme and name far from Batman’s influence.

Bruce has learned over the course of many fights to respect that. And he values his relationship with his son enough that he does, especially when being protective – a thing all of them have at some point referred to as being overbearing.

So, when they’re talking about tying everyone to the Batman, they don’t think to make a plan for Nightwing too. Dick is a Bruce’s son and he’ll always help when Gotham needs it, but Nightwing is Blüdhaven’s vigilante, helping the Bat, but standing on his own.

Besides, he is a part of the Justice League like Batman is, they already know him. He doesn’t need to be revealed to them, he is them.

It’s a silly mistake. More an oversight than a mistake, really. And the good news, is that it doesn’t matter that much. The bad news, is that they don’t realize they’ve made the oversight until they’re in the Watchtower and it’s too late.

Bruce has finally decided everything died down enough that he can show his face again without being overrun. However, as an extra buffer, he has assigned himself monitor duty with Dick.

Sadly, Dick is a more social person than Bruce and he regularly shows up a little early so he can chat with whoever is there, before settling down at the monitors. So, if he wants to use Dick as a human shield – Bruce prefers social interaction lighting rod – then he’ll have to act now, use Dick as a distraction so he can sneak to the observation deck.

So, he travels with Dick to the Watchtower, the two of them appearing together as they discuss the latest drug smuggling case Dick has been working on. It’s been keeping him busy, so he hasn’t been on the Watchtower in a bit.

When they get to the cafeteria area where most heroes gather, Bruce stays half a step behind Dick, hoping one of his friends will spot him and he can make his escape. However, instead it seems like a few have stayed behind when they saw Batman was on duty just to talk to him.

“Batman,” Diana greets with a smile, coming his way as more people spot him. Curse you, Diana, for being earnest and nice enough that Bruce would feel bad disappearing on her.

“Wonder Woman,” he replies. Then he adds: “Flash,” because the man has come their way as well.

“Heya, Bats, Nightwing,” Wally greets. “Surprised to see you up here, finally decided that you couldn’t hide out in your cave forever? Or did the kids push you?”

Dick snorts at that and Bruce sends him a glare, not reacting. Clark is making his way over as well and he is not looking forward to that. No use in already embarrassing himself.

Clark reaches them, right as Diana smiles: “Yes, your children, Batman. I wanted to congratulate you on the fine warriors you’ve raised. Green Lantern showed me videos of their valor in battle, you must be very proud.”

“Hn,” Bruce grunts. Obviously he is proud of his kids, but he barely knows how to tell them that, he doesn’t know how to even begin this conversation.

“Come on, Batman,” Clark joins the conversation. “You can’t be quiet about them forever. We want to know about them, about you. They all popped up at the same time, it had to be coordinated, knowing you.”

“Yeah, man, brag a little,” Wally both teases and encourages.

Bruce only feels cornered now. He loves his kids and as Brucie he has no trouble bragging about them, knowing what to say and meaning every words of it.

He wants to tell them about Damian’s last art exhibit, how well Tim has been dealing with his vigilante life and the company, how well Steph has been doing in her classes and how much good Jason and Cass have been doing out on their own. He wants to tell them about how well Duke has been settling in at the Manor and in the family, how much Barbara has been helping the community from the library and how Dick has been making such a difference in Blüdhaven.

However, immediately, he shuts all those thoughts down. He made their connections known to protect them and every detail he gives away to these people, can only put them in danger again.

Of course he is also proud of their vigilantism, but talking about that, might show weaknesses, things they had to grow in. And that is also dangerous. Having them be mysteries is how he has always protected them, he doesn’t know how to be proud without the possibility of hurting them hanging over his head.

Fortunately, Dick doesn’t leave him hanging and serves as the social interaction lighting rod, Bruce hoped he’d be.

After a beat, Dick smiles widely and slings and arm around Bruce. He pulls him closer as he easily says: “Don’t worry about his grumpy exterior. That was his proud grunt. You learn to understand him. Right, B?” then he tugs on the cowl ear, something he has always done.

Bruce lets a small smile slip at that, because unlike what some people think, he does try to be a person sometimes. Like, Dick. Dick knows, which is why he squeezes his shoulder for a moment, a quiet support.

The moment is broken by the three around them, loudly wondering different things: “B?” “Since when are you so buddy-buddy?” “I did not know you were so close.”

Both startle back at the sudden explosion of noise, then look confused at the three heroes, aware of the eyes of everyone suddenly on them, before looking back at each other.

“What do you mean, B is my-” Dick starts, before suddenly realizing something. He turns to Bruce with wide eyes as he says: “Oh my god, we totally forgot to mention that you’re my dad too.”

“Hn,” Bruce says again, hating when it is shown that he’s not infallible, but human. Very human compared to the supers they surround them with.

Around them, it seems like everyone has fallen silent for a second. Busy comprehending. Then there is a repeat of before, with everyone falling over themselves to ask questions. They do so loudly and overlapping with each other, years of press conferences has taught both to stay quiet until they’ve sorted themselves out.

As expected, everyone quiet down after a bit when there are no immediate answers forthcoming. A reporter at heart, Clark pounces in the silence: “We never found any ties between Nightwing and Batman, not even going years back. How did you hide that?”

Dick laughs a little sheepishly: “I was going through my rebellious phase when I first started out, I didn’t want any of B’s interference when setting out on my own.”

“Wait, but if you didn’t start out together, then how did you get good? Did you get a vigilante starter kit or something?” Hal asks, coming over and dropping any pretenses that he hadn’t been eavesdropping.

“No, course not,” Dick snorts. “I was the first Robin. Got all my training before I even started with Nigthwing. B here had already taught me everything he knew.”

“Hn,” Bruce interjects.

“Well, practically everything,” Dick amends. “But I also learned stuff from some other people that he doesn’t know. So, same difference in the end.”

“Haven’t you been Nightwing for the past eight years, dude?” Wally asks, confused.

“Yeah? So?” Dick replies, because he has. He doesn’t know what that has to do with the conversation.

“How freaking old are you then?” Wally exclaims.

“I’m twenty-six,” Dick says.

Clark looks between them, then asks Bruce: “May I know how old you are then? Should you still be doing this?”

Bruce glares at him and says: “I’m thirty-eight, Superman. Not ancient.”

“Wait, thirty-eight? That’s only twelve years apart,” Wally quickly calculates.

“That is way too young to have a kid, Bats,” Hal whistles, a bit disturbed.

“I didn’t become his father when I was twelve, Lantern,” Bruce grouches, already dreading the next two hours that he’s going to be stuck here.

“Oh, yeah, adoption,” Hal says apologetically, cringing slightly at himself.

“Is that too young?” Diana asks, innocently.

“Yes, way too young,” Bruce grits, before anyone else can answer her.

“Uh-huh,” Dick nods. Then he suddenly says: “Twelve years. I never thought of it like that. Are we really that little apart? You seem so old in my memories, but that’s even less than me and Little D.”

“Well, I imagine perception warps things,” Bruce says. “A twenty-one year old must seem like quite the adult when you’re nine.”

“I suppose.”

“Okay, so you were adopted when you were nine?” Wally says. “When did you start being Robin. I know the current one is like twelve or some shit, but nine is way too young to be running around fighting crime.”

Neither Dick nor Bruce respond to that, both giving each other a glance. Their lack of response tells everyone there enough.

“What the Hell, Batman – pardon my French,” Clark exclaims. “A lot of us have sidekicks, but to start training someone that young. And without precedence?”

“To send a child onto the battlefield is frowned upon,” Diana agrees, more echoing her disapproving look.

Again, Bruce feels cornered. He has never been comfortable with his kids putting themselves in danger. G-d, knows he isn’t, especially after Jason.

However, if he hadn’t equipped them and trained them, they would have been out there anyway and that would have been way more dangerous. But to explain that, feels like giving excuses, when he knows it isn’t a great thing to be doing.

Dick steps in again, diffusing by saying: “Hey, hey, lay off him for a bit. It’s not like he had much of a say in it. If I hadn’t become Robin, I would’ve committed murder at nine and spend the rest of my days in juvie.”

Record scratch. Pause.

Another silence.

Another explosion.

The loudest among them is Wally, who is arguably Nightwing’s best friend and thought he knew the guy pretty well before this, exclaiming: “What the hell, man.”

This time, it is Bruce, who steps in for Dick. He says: “We have all been in dark places and bad stuff has happened to all of us. Let’s not judge a kid, who just suffered a loss. It was a temporary anger, you’ve all seen the kind of hero he is, the type of man he has become.”

A beat of silence passes, before Dick jokes: “See, told you that was his proud grunt,” though Bruce can hear the layer of emotion he attempts to hide with it.

Luckily the others drop it too, letting the moment pass. Wally just says: “Damn, just when I think I’m getting to know you, you’re just another mystery.”

“I’m like an onion,” Dick smiles. “Layers.”

Wally groans as Hal says: “Really? Shrek?” which launches them into a discussion about the movie and its merits.

Meanwhile, Bruce is getting pinned by Diana and Clark, they gazes preventing him from walking away.

“You didn’t say anything about being related to Nightwing when he was voted in,” Clark comments.

“I voted for him,” Bruce replies.

“You know that is not the same, Batman,” Diana says kindly.

“Nightwing is his own vigilante,” Bruce says. “He has worked hard to come out from my shadow. I trust him to make it on his own. My vote was based on his work, just like it always will be. It’s not like I didn’t vote for anyone else.”

“Hm, maybe,” Clark agrees. “But you’re keeping secrets.”

“I always have,” Bruce shoots right back.

“About your identity, we can respect that, but Clark is right,” Diana says. “This isn’t just your private life, this also impacts us. Your other kids aren’t in the League, but Nightwing works with us. We would have liked to know. Can you imagine if we learned about it, because something happened to you out there? Or vise versa?”

Bruce doesn’t like to think about anything happening to Dick, but he can imagine the reverse wouldn’t have been very pretty. “Hn.”

Clark says: “You’re allowed to keep secrets, Batman, we won’t force you. But haven’t we proven ourselves to be your friends? You can let us in. Keep us in the loop.”

Precisely because they are his friends, they can become a danger. People close to him are the ones that will be used to target him, he can’t just risk his kids like that. However, he doesn’t think having that conversation will help, so he says nothing once more.

Diana sighs at that, a bit defeated, making a little bit of guilt churn in his gut (though not enough to risk giving anything away).

Clark asks: “At least tell us if you’re hiding another kid somewhere.”

“I will,” he says, because it is the least he can do. Though he mentally adds the caveat; if it is relevant for the job. He tries to ignore the stab in his heart when Clark and Diana give him a big grin in response.

Before he can give it further thought, the conversation is interrupted by Dick, who calls out: “Get a move on, B. We still have monitor duty.”

He is smiling, surrounded by his friends. Friends he made on his own. He looks happy. Confident. A good young man. One that stands on his own, yet knows he’s not by himself. Bruce can’t find it in him to feel guilty about giving Dick the space to become that person. Not when they both had to grow as people to get there.

They were the first two costumed vigilantes the world knew, even if they haunted the shadows for most of their time as a duo. The two of them are older than heroes. Older than the League. They have enough experience to asses the risks themselves.

Besides, Bruce can privately admit that everyone’s reactions have been kind of funny. He’s sure Dick and his other kids agree. If he knows them well enough, they’re probably watching on a feed Barbara pulled up, laughing at them and gathering more blackmail. Maybe he’ll do it all again, if he ever adopts another kid.

Though, he doesn’t let any of that show, just keeping his face neutral as he goes to join Dick for their monitor duty.

He hears Hal whisper: “Teach me how you got away with saying that,” and knows it’s going to be a long two hours.

~~

A/N:

I know the timeline doesn’t make sense, especially with Nightwing as a name, but my fic my rules. This is more to be funny than to actually have a conversation with canon xp

[thescaryhyperfem]

"I craved you for so long"

My own little SCP-106 (Lawrence) x SCP-913 (Mr. Hungry) fanfic hah i hope you guys like it

note: i made this at midnight, sorry if its bad

—

1941, two closeted young gay men in the US lived together in a small apartment. Things were tough since the US joined WW2, as one of the men had been forced to going to the war. The lad was in his bedroom, getting ready to go, his worried boyfriend next to him.

"Larry, please tell me you're going to be okay..." His boyfriend said.

"I really don't know, maybe I'll end up to the paleontologists to find my bones." Larry replies, chuckling a bit. His humor was a bit crude.

"Don't say that!" The boyfriend replied, exasperated. He sighs, wiping sweat off his forehead.

"I'm just joking, honeybuns." Larry said, smiling with a snarky attitude towards his lover.

"This is no laughing matter, you idiot. You know going to the war isn't a funny thing, especially because there's a chance of you dying!" The boyfriend said, standing back up and grabbing him by the uniform.

"You're overthinking. Of course I'm not going to die... I cannot die!" Larry laughs, holding his hands.

"Honey, you are not God." The boyfriend said, grasping his hands.

"But you treat me like one." Larry says, smirking.

"...Whatever, just... Just be safe, okay? I don't want to see your name in a grave." The boyfriend said, kissing him on the lips.

"I will, my love. I will." Larry replies. "By the way, before I go... I made you a batch of sandwiches in the kitchen..."

Then, a sudden knock is heard at the front door. It's time to go. Larry walks downstairs, his boyfriend giving him a last kiss on the cheek.

"Please, stay safe, Larry..."

—

80 years or so later, a man stands in what seems to be a metallic cube. He uses his fingers to draw on the walls of the cube, as his body was covered in some weird, corrosive liquid. He wasn't a human of any sorts, this was SCP-106, 'The Old Man'. He was bored out, it seems, he was just yawning and doodling... Until sirens started to blare. A man started to talk into an intercom.

"SCP-913 has escaped his containment cell! Refrain interacting physically with the anomaly until it is fully fulfilled! I repeat, do NOT interact with the anomaly physically until it is fully fulfilled!"

Great... Another containment breach, coming from an unexpected anomaly, a dude who just eats, eats and feasts... SCP-106 decides to commit some tomfoolery, as he does not follow whatever rules the higher ups set for him. He easily passes through the walls, jumps to the floor and makes his way up the stairs of his containment. He started to melt everything with his liquid, step by step, it all went away with his touch.

He walks down the foundation's hallways, people take notice of him. The same man in the intercom starts to blare again, it just made SCP-106 laugh.

"These big pussies can't handle shit... Now where's that guy..."

SCP-106 kept walking down the hallways, on the search of SCP-913. Meanwhile, SCP-913 was munching down entire tables in the cafeteria, straight up plastic and metal. It was fascinating and terrifying. Personnel and others in there started to run away from there, they didn't want to be eaten too after all, yet some unfortunate souls were too late. SCP-913 had a blank face the whole time, yet maniac eyes were apparent.

The screams of the personnel were enough to attract SCP-106 to the scene. He walked through a wall, right behind a shotgun-armed man, who screeched like a little girl when he realized what was behind him. SCP-106 laughed sadistically, and came in the room, leaving a corrosive mark in the wall. Although he could, he did not harm anyone, he was focused on the man who ate another table.

"Well, well, well... What do we have here? A hungry caterpillar?" SCP-106 asked the man, 10 feet away from him.

"SCP-106, do not approach the anomaly in front of you!" The man in the intercom spoke again.

"Wow, you think im a scaredy kitten? You think I, SCP-106, AM SCARED, OF A MAN-EATING MA—"

Before SCP-106 could finish his sentence, SCP-913 grabbed his hand and bit his finger. He was not affected by the corrosive liquid, shockingly enough, but the bite hurt a lot.

"OWW! What the hell, man?!" SCP-106 steps away, his fingers quickly regenerating. "Who do you think you are?!"

SCP-913 started munching on the fingers... But, suddenly, he looked up at SCP-106, with rather shocked eyes.

"...You taste so... Familiar..." SCP-913 says. "...Sandwiches..."

"What... What is that even supposed to mean, you fuckin' lunatic?!" SCP-106 was not amused.

"...You..." SCP-913's eyes suddenly became wide, his blank face became a mouth drop, a bit of corrosive liquid comes out of his mouth. It seemed like the effects of the liquid were acting, which made SCP-106 laugh for a second, but that wasn't the case.

"...L-... Lawrence?" SCP-913 blurts out in a moment of shock. SCP-106's eyebrows go up, in confusion.

"...How the hell do you know my name?!" SCP-106, now Lawrence, is now exasperated. This interaction was getting into his nerves.

SCP-913 suddenly holds Lawrence's face. "Larry... Larry it's you..?"

Lawrence, now Larry, was more confused, even if things were becoming clearer. "How... How do you know my nickname?! Only my partner called me... Huh..?!"

Larry slowly started to realize what was going on, but refused to believe it. "You... No. No, this can't be..."

"Larry, please... It's me..." SCP-913's hunger frenzy was now gone, replaced by held back tears and shocked feelings. "Oh my God, you're alive... You're alive, you bastard... I missed you so damn much..." SCP-913 touched Larry's face all over, to see if it wasn't all just too good to be true.

Larry just fell into his touches, he was also in shock. The sadistic anomaly suddenly fell into tears, and hugged the other anomaly. Personnel around them just watched in shock, a scene that's never been seen, a dangerous yet emotional re-encounter. The two broke the hug after what seemed like eternity, and just stared at each other.

"...I can't believe you survived for this long, you bastard... I craved you for so long..." Said SCP-913 smiling and wiping away his tears.

"I can't believe either, you even kept your old, weird eating sprees..." SCP-106 laughs, and so does SCP-913. "Shut up... Shut up..."

SCP-106 and SCP-913 walk out the cafeteria together, arms wrapped around each other's shoulders, laughing and eventually, kissing one more time after so long.

The man in the intercom speaks again, sounding like he's holding back tears. "SCP-106 and SCP-913... Have been successfully bonded and contained once again..." He said.

The End

[1moreff-creator]

DROS CH3 Part 3 First Impressions

Ooh... the Tumblr post with a link to the doc says this one's a little longer than usual... Now that sounds like fun! :D Let's see!

CWs

"Davis: …How’s everyone’s morning going?

Noah: It’s–

Kennedy: Don’t talk to them. That’s what the showrunners want." Oh dear, Kennedy's really doubling down on their theories, huh?

"Aidan: Whatever. I can leave, if you want me to.

Davis: Wh– there’s no reason to. Just because Kennedy is ordering us around doesn’t mean we have to listen. I’m surprised you’re so willing to go along with it, Aidan. You’re usually much more… resistant.

Kennedy: Usually? In the sense that you know each other usually?" Okay, first: Davis, Aidan's more on the camp of not bothering with anything annoying more so than actively defying any and all perceived slights against him, it makes sense he wouldn't want to deal with Kennedy. Two, Kennedy come on xD

"Ellis: Seriously, is there something in the air today? Is that the real motive? ‘Cause I feel like it’s not in Kennedy’s nature to settle so hard on one particular idea.

I look at Kennedy.

Ellis: “What if the showrunners want you to think that you shouldn’t be talking to the people they’ve made you believe are the mastermind and traitor?” Isn’t that what you’d normally be saying right about now?

Kennedy: The showrunners would want me to think that I can’t pin anyone down. They want paranoia to run rampant. I’ve targeted the correct choices, so moving forwards without doubt is the most important thing." It's true that Kennedy can sometimes get pretty stubborn on certain theories, though. Evidenced by how he's acting here lol.

"Paris: Speaking of which… I heard a little rule about the Customer Service Desk. Care to explain who returned the gun again, Aidan?

Aidan: Like I said, I did.

Paris: Well, I think everyone here should know that, even in the case of anonymous purchases, only the person who requested the item can return it. So, that means that Aidan’s either lying about returning it, or he checked it out in the first place~" Oh oh, right. This is not gonna do Aidan any favors in the mastermind defense case lmao.

"Aidan: Yeah, okay. Say what you want, I really don’t care.

Davis: Aidan?? You know that if you say stuff like that, they’re going to believe that you still have it, right…?

Aidan: And?

Davis: …You don’t. 

Aidan: And how do you know that?

Davis: I… believe you when you say you don’t?

Aidan: I’m not saying anything." Okay now Aidan's not making any sense! What even is his angle anymore? I guess he doesn't want people to put together that someone else must have asked for the gun, and get paranoid over it, but I can't tell if that's really the case or if Aidan's just fed up with refuting arguments or something else entirely!

"Paris: It means that he’s someone we can’t fully trust, anyways. And honestly, the more Davis defends Aidan, no matter what he says or does, the more he’s starting to look guilty, too~

Vivi: Do we actually have to accuse people like this, though? There are plenty of other ways to outsmart the killing game…

Taylor: “The best way forward is to pursue multiple plans at once. If we can figure out each and every possible way to win and work on all of them at once, we’ll be enough steps ahead of the mastermind to actually escape!”" Paris hopping on the Aidan attack train? Vivi going against Kennedy's idea? Things are heating up! Also who is Taylor meant to be making an impression of here? I don't know xD

"Noah: It… makes some sense, I guess. And it’s kinda nice to know more about the situation…" As Ellis brings up in narration right after, yeah you don't know shit, you're just speculating. Noah might just be seeking comfort wherever he can find it, though, which makes sense.

"Paris: How’re you doing today?

Ellis: …Worse.

Paris: Sorry to hear that. Maybe try the Spa?

Jeff: Maybe try somewhere that’s not here.

Ellis: Hmph. I’ll hand out postcards next meal: “wish you weren’t here.”" Wow, Ellis is in a mood today! You love to see it! xD

"I’d much rather give people the opportunity to watch the gorgeous Ellis Ortiz apply sunscreen in a bikini!

Because I’m still intending on meeting up with Vanessa, who lives on the Third Floor, I go there to wait. The lower dorm area is also more… trafficked, so to speak. More potential for more eyes on me!" There's no one here and Ellis still isn't missing one! Truly, he does not relent!

"Davis: You aren’t giving me much to work with. I’m trying to defend you, but when you shut me down, I don’t know how to–

Aidan: I never asked you to defend me. You realize you’re just adding fuel to the fire, right? If you give them nothing, they’ll shut up eventually. By defending me, you’re just convincing them there’s more to it.

Davis: Are you sure? Because Paris chimed in today, and that made things worse. You’ve seen at the Trials, people are pretty prone to suspecting the most suspicious person until it’s disproved…

Aidan: Okay, then let people be suspicious of me! I don’t care. And you shouldn’t either." Yeah Aidan not giving a fuck is starting to really become a problem. You can't just "ignore and move on" your way out of every situation my guy. And poor Davis, he's really trying but it ain't working lol.

"Then again… if they don’t realize I’m here, I might learn something I wouldn’t have otherwise. If they really are the mastermind and traitor, and they don’t think they’re being listened to, there’s no reason for them to lie to each other." Okay wow. Seems like Ellis' own conspiracy theorist tendencies are still at play, even with one of Kennedy's more out there guesses lol.

"Davis: Is it… really such a problem that I care about you…?

Aidan: Why? I’m the suspicious loner who might have a gun on him and also might be the mastermind. Shouldn’t you, I don’t know, ignore me like everyone else? Decide that there are better people to spend your time with? Stop caring so much about someone who doesn’t care what happens? [...]

Aidan: Whatever. It’s your problem if you want to defend me. But, I’m telling you now, it’s a better idea for you to just let me sink my own ship." Hell yeah, elaboration on Aidan's mindset! Seems like he's decided he's unsalvageable and won't allow anyone to try and shake him from that idea. A classic case of "caring about your life is pretty hard and he's scared to try", perhaps? I wonder how he came to have such a mindset...

"I really thought they’d be on the same page in one way or another! But, like, not in a way that requires me to have any faith in these chumps– that’d be ridiculous." On the other corner, someone is having issues of their own with admitting they care about things lol.

"Davis: I’m… not sure exactly how to feel. I know that Kennedy’s wrong, but I don’t have a way to prove it, and I don’t know how to convince everyone to just… move on.

Ellis: Heh. You think it’d freak Kennedy out if you gave up?

Davis: Maybe…? I don’t know that fighting back is going to do much good. But, giving up and letting Kennedy run the show doesn’t feel great, either… 

Ellis: Yeah, can’t disagree with that one." Davis going through it right now, holy hell.

"Ellis: So you did notice my swimsuit! Isn’t it worthy of some praise?!

Davis: Of course I noticed, you’re right there. It looks nice on you.

Ellis: Thank you. Jeez, what does it take to get some attention around here…?

I blink.

Ellis: Well, uh. Not in the way you’ve been getting it.

Davis: Unfortunately, that’s what everyone’s pretty fixated on at the moment. Myself included, I guess.

Ellis: Maybe you can distract ‘em with something else.

Davis: Such as?

Ellis: Uh… let’s see, what would distract me?

Davis: I’m not showing up to breakfast in a swimsuit." Okay these two are really funny together xD Needed that levity with all the shit that's currently hitting the fan lmao.

"Mark: Oh, hey. Are you guys heading to the Pool?

Vanessa: Yeah! Wanna join?

Mark: I probably won’t swim or anything, but I’ll keep you guys company." Interesting trio forming here, and with Jeff very possibly being at the Pool too, this might turn into a very unusual quartet lol.

"The three of us walk across the bridge to the Pool, where Jeff surprisingly isn’t." Or not! Hope he's not dead! (I doubt it but y'know, early kills are possible, especially with someone whose absence wouldn't raise too many eyebrows, so).

"Or maybe he’s dead." I swear to fucking god I hadn't read this far ahead before I wrote the other thing. The evidence that me and Ellis are the same keeps mounting xD

"Vanessa: Yeah, I kinda figured. You look a little silly in, like, a vest and everything at the poolside.

Ellis: Jeez, Vanessa. If I didn’t know better, I’d think that you were trying to get Mark to take off their clothes." Lmao.

"Mark: I can take my gloves off, if that’s a problem…?" I have wondered if there's anything plot relevant under those gloves, a la Kirigiri. I assume Mark would have noticed when they first showered, so I imagine either no or it's not something Mark would ask other people about (aka something like a scar as opposed to a tattoo a la Fenrir). My guess is on "nothing important under there" for now, though.

"Mark: Thanks, but at least for now, I’m fine just talking to you guys.

Vanessa: Aw, that’s sweet! I like talking to you, too.

Ellis: Thirded. It’s nice to have a break from crazytown over there." How sweet indeed! :D

"Mark pops back up above the water, sputtering a little.

Ellis: Oh, shit, do they not remember how to swim?" Oh that's a problem! Of all the things not to remember! Also, I doubt we're gonna have two drowning deaths, but it still worries me we're setting that up as a possibility :p

"Mark: Sorry about that, I…

They seem pretty shellshocked. 

Ellis: Did you hit your head?

Mark: No, I’m fine…" ... Was it a memory? Did Mark have bad experiences with drowning and this caused that to surface? (pun not intended).

"Ellis: Could water have been involved in Mark losing their memories…?" Oh for the love of-

"Ellis: Hmm. It’s also true that Robert and Grace’s deaths were both… y’know, like that. And Mark didn’t seem, like, specifically worried about it.

Could it be the surprise, then? The specific location in which they were hit? Or am I just totally off base?" Maybe, though I'm more leaning on the fact Mark experienced it firsthand here that really caused that, since the other two cases were things happening to other people.

"I hope that falling into the pool didn’t damage Mark’s memories by, like, re-traumatizing them. But, they still responded to their killing-game-chosen name. So, they probably haven’t forgotten anything from the past two weeks, right?" Hopefully!

"Davis: I’m glad you had fun. I’m alright, though obviously with everything that’s been going on, it’s a little… hectic.

Harper: Yes, I… can see why that would be the case. I really do wish things weren’t quite so hostile…" Harper's so nice... Good for ver!

"Harper: Yes, from what I’ve seen, it seems that most people are siding with Kennedy and Paris on the topic. That isn’t particularly shocking from those like Taylor and Vivi, but I am a bit surprised that Noah and Vanessa seem to agree with them as well." Dear god it's getting bad. Whoever dies this chapter, I imagine it's gonna cause a pretty large upheaval, with tensions this high.

"Davis: Honestly, for Vanessa and Noah, I assume that may be why they’re supporting Kennedy. It’s probably nice to be safe from suspicion, innocent or not, right?" I hadn't considered that, but it's very true...

"Paris: Hey Harper, Ellis; how’s it going~?

Harper: I’m doing alright…

Noah: That’s good to hear…!

Ellis: …

Davis: ...Hi?" Wow. I don't even have anything to say to that. Just wow.

"Paris: Yeah, so, we wanted to tell you guys that Kennedy says we’re still not talking to Aidan and Davis. Right, Noah?

Harper: Noah?

Noah: …I mean, it’s really not… that big of a deal, right…?" Bro??? It's getting critical out here.

"Paris: But, if the mastermind and traitor are part of the killing game because it’s a Resort attraction, it stands to reason that they’re fan favorites, right?

Huh? But, I’m the fan favorite.

Paris: It’ll probably bore the crowd if we ignore them long enough. Thus, we win!" This is... an angle lol. I've seen the whole idea of boring the audience in other places, but doing it by specifically avoiding those two is a hell of a plan to be sure. And don't worry Ellis, you're one of this fan's favorites! Aidan and Davis and kinda everyone else too but y'know that's besides the point.

"Paris: But it makes sense to try, right? I mean, imagine if someone dies in, like, a couple of weeks because you let this thing go on. You’d feel terrible, wouldn’t you?

Harper: … 

Davis: It’s not like it would be Harper’s fault.

Paris: It’s the fault of whoever lets this killing game go on when we could end it. If that’s Harper, it’s Harper." Holy hell the guilt tripping is crazy. Also ha! You failed, Paris! Davis talked and you answered, thereby violating your own rule. He he >:)

"Noah: Harper, it’s–

Paris: Noah. 

Noah: …" ??? Is Paris in her corruption arc? Is this finally the chapter where my constant suspicion of her pays off, or am I just as off base as ever? In any case, how much interesting stuff can happen in one chapter???

"Harper: …If that’s the case, perhaps it’s best I take my leave entirely.

Harper stands up, taking ver plate with ver.

Harper: Have a nice meal, all of you." Wow! Harper laying down the law! Hell yeah!

"Noah: Yeah… ‘cause, it’ll all be okay in the end…! Once we get out of this place, everything will start being right again." That is... some faith you have there, Noah! People's mental health is deteriorating left, right and center here!

"On one hand, I’m a little disappointed that Paris didn’t realize that I was ignoring her in the same way that she was ignoring Davis. I was totally gonna pull a whole, “oh, Paris, didn’t notice you there! I guess we should all take another look at who’s at the table and make sure we aren’t forgetting anybody.” But, on the other hand, I’m still kind of afraid of Paris and her social capital." I also didn't realize that was Ellis' strategy there, but yeah. Paris is becoming a hell of a problem. Are her and Kennedy shaping up to be this chapter's victims?

"Maybe it’s for the best that I leave Davis to sink on his own ship. I know Aidan was the one analogizing himself, but really, I think Davis is the ship, and Aidan is the anchor." Yeah, that's Ellis for ya'. And the ship metaphor is going crazy lol.

[Mark 3rd FTE Start] Hell yeah! FTE!

"Thankfully, Mark looks alright– it seems they recovered from their dip in the Pool earlier today. I don’t know if I should bring it up or not.

[2 lines later]

Ellis: Ooh, so where do you want to go for that? Straight to the Gym, or would you rather go for a run outside? Or, you could always do some laps in the… um." Wow you really fucked that one up didn't you? xD Immediately accidentally almost brought up the pool lmao.

"Ellis: Eh, not really. I’m by no means a jock, but I do like the look working out gives you. So, I exercise sometimes, but running sucks. I usually do other stuff.

Mark: Do you have a favorite?

Ellis: Hmm… well, it’s not exactly a workout, but yoga is fun." Wow... Ellis characterization... always welcome!

"Mark: I didn’t mean to try to figure out a talent. I just meant, then we have something to do while we keep talking." Aww :D

"Mark: Still, even if I wasn’t Ultimate at anything, I still must’ve been doing something, right? Like… what did you do before you got into the party scene? 

Ellis: …Well, I was the same old me, obviously.

Mark: But, what did you like to do? Or, did you have a favorite subject in school? That sort of thing.

Ellis: Pff, imagine caring about school. Maybe you don’t remember this, Mark, but school sucks. Especially American public schools.

They frown.

Mark: I can stop asking questions if you don’t want to answer them.

Ellis: …" Wow we really hate talking about the past don't we? xD

"Ellis: I liked… I dunno, Spanish, I guess? Some of my family members speak Spanish, so I came in there with a bit of an advantage. And, in my free time, I… windowshopped at the mall? Played video games on a busted old console? Got roped into painting my grandfather’s fence?" Ellis lore!!! And the crowd goes wild!!!

"Mark: Is it a bad memory?

Ellis: Is a puzzle piece from Puzzle A bad to pick up when you’re trying to put together Puzzle B? The Ellis Ortiz of the past is incompatible with the Ellis Ortiz of today, is all.

They look over at me.

Mark: …Do you really think so?

Ellis: Yep. The Ellis of the past could never be so lucky.

Mark: But, even if your luck is different, and as a result, your life is different, you’re still the same you, right?

Ellis: …All I was trying to say was, “the old Ellis wouldn’t have gotten to spend time with you.”" This is... really fascinating! I have to wonder just what that old Ellis' life looked like for the "new one" to reject it so thoroughly. Was it really just that it was boring? Or what the hell was happening there? What is happening now? ???

"Mark: I guess, whoever they were, the old Mark wouldn’t have gotten to spend time with you, either." Aww... Mark and Ellis are getting to be such good friends (or romantic partners for the more ship inclined). Really hoping all those Mark!Survivor guesses turn out to be right with the way this is going! Ha ha…

"In the club, nothing exists but the moment. It doesn’t matter who you were, or who you’ll be. Same with the stock market– you could have been born without a penny to your name, or be about to lose billions when the sun rises tomorrow, but as long as you have a dollar, you can cash in.

That’s where Ellis Ortiz is supposed to exist. And the Ellis of the past, before his grandfather’s dying gift or his first taste of what money can buy you, probably wouldn’t last a day in either of those arenas. Probably wouldn’t have lasted long in this arena, either. After all, look at what happened to Ro–" For a moment I was wondering who the fuck "Ro" was, but I'm pretty sure it's meant to be "Robert." So Ellis basically considers the old themselves to be a "normie", which makes sense. I guess she already doesn't have the best self-esteem, if her bravado and constant second guessing of herself are anything to go by, so she must have really hated her life before all that. Fascinating stuff... Ellis is awesome :O

"I’m the only one who’s lived with me for my entire life. Therefore, I’m the only one who can know for sure that the Ellis that exists right now is the best, brightest, strongest one there can be.

…The one that can’t force an announcer to announce the gun they returned, and makes excuses for cowering in the face of an influencer. Yeah, that’s me." Speaking of the second guessing and low self-esteem lol.

"Kennedy: Things have been going well. That means we need to crank it up." I don''t know if I'd describe things as "going well", and there definitely isn't a need to "crank it up" what. Kennedy on their crashout arc???

"Kennedy: If we’re really trying to make it so that the audience can’t watch the mastermind and traitor, wouldn’t it be better if they were out of sight, out of mind? We can’t force them into their rooms, but we can make sure that, if they’re out and about, they’re always supervised. That means they can’t sneak off to some mastermind location and alter the game." Holy shit it really is the Kennedy crashout arc she's going insane. This is awesome xD

"Aidan: I have literally no idea what you’re hoping to accomplish, but it’s not like I’m going to stop you.

Davis: But it’s pointless, isn’t it…? Besides, if this “works,” where are you going to go from there?" Wait these two are just here? I thought this was the kind of thing you'd talk about behind their backs what ToT

"Kennedy: You don’t have to be part of the rotation if you have such a problem with it. I’m proposing the best plan for the safety of the group.

Jeff: …

Kennedy: Enough people will join to make it work." This is actually fucking insane. We truly are going all in on this, huh? There's a goddamn civil war forming in the killing game what.

"Harper: I understand your plan’s appeal, Kennedy, but if we narrow our lenses even further watching over Aidan and Davis specifically, it would become even easier for a different mastermind and traitor combination to get away with whatever they pleased." Please listen to Harper, ve's starting to be the only normal one here T_T

"Kennedy: So, with that in mind, we should establish our rules and rotations. If anyone doesn’t want to contribute, then I guess we can make exceptions. First off–

Jeff: Can you please just shut up about this already?!" Wow! Even fucking Jeff is taking up arms on this bullshit! You know you've thoroughly fucked it up when you got Jeff of all people fiercely going against you lol. This might be one of my favorite parts in all of DROS so far just because of how much conflict there is with everyone here :D

[Jeff pops off] Holy hell they really went in! From calling bs on the logic of the "bore the audience to cancellation" plan, and the very idea that Aidan and Davis are mm and traitor to begin with, there's some great points made here! Awesome of Jeff to get a moment like this, he's dealt with a lot of shit this entire killing game xD

"Vivi: …I think Jeff’s right, you know? Like, I didn’t really love this whole thing either. Even if we still think Aidan and Davis are suspicious, we don’t need to go full-on surveillance mode, right?" Vivi joining the Aidan-Davis defense squad! Hell yeah. Love that she doesn't just blindly follow Kennedy, even with how much she usually sticks up for them.

"Kennedy: …Fine. We won’t watch them all the time. But they’re definitely still at the top of my watchlist." And it's cool that Kennedy's not completely unreasonable, even when she's still being extremely unreasonable.

"Harper: Still, I’d feel awful if the staff’s hard work went to waste… 

Ellis: Uh… they are still employees of the mastermind, y’know…

Harper: I suppose. Still, it does mean that they’re probably being ordered to do these sorts of things." Leave it to Harper to feel bad for the Staff lol. Though to an extent I get it; especially without the context of the full extent of the Tragedy, it's normal to wonder what the hell is in it for them.

"Harper: Yes, though I suppose that’s my issue. I should be taking more of a stance, in line with what I believe to be true.

And what you believe to be true is…?" Good question! I mean, I'm pretty sure Harper is more on the side of "leave Aidan and Davis alone", but still. Ve doesn't really talk about ver beliefs too much, pretty non-confrontational.

"Harper: I suppose “believing” a side isn’t quite the right way to put it. What I believe is that this conflict is needless and we should be putting suspicions aside to work towards a solution. But, it’s difficult to convince some of the others of that, especially if I don’t express myself clearly enough…" Yeah that makes sense.

"Paris: The mirrors and clothes back here are, like, totally perfect! Honestly, it’d be a great place to do a makeover.

Taylor: Yeah, definitely…" Hey you two! How's it going?

"Oh man, we didn’t say anything that Paris could use as dirt on us later, right…?" I think Harper's real opinions might count, but it's not horrible I think?

"Taylor: Hey. Don’t be too loud, I don’t want Paris to listen to me right now." ...? Interesting development, Taylor being all secretive around Paris.

"Taylor: I get the sense that high-conflict environments are what Paris thrives in, but it’s really draining. Everyone’s so high strung all the time, and I sometimes want to just tell everyone to be quiet about it, but I know she’ll get mad at me…" Man, everyone is having issues, huh? I struggle to think of many conflicts in other stories like this that feel like the entire cast has an unique and interesting opinion on the issue, it's genuinely impressive. It's so cool... :O As for Taylor specifically, I get why they feel like this, it's a pretty rough situation for them.

"Taylor: Hey, Paris, can I talk to you about something?

Taylor: “Yeah, totally! What’s up?”

Taylor: Well, we wanted to say that we feel like everyone’s making a big conflict out of nothing, and it’s getting tiring. Can we maybe stop it?

Taylor: “Oh, don’t worry about it, Tay! I’m sure everything’ll blow over soon. Trust me, I’ve got it covered~”

They roll their eyes.

Taylor: And that’d be the end of that." You know, when they listed all the possible ways that bringing up the issue with Paris would go, I thought about how it made sense that Taylor was confident in predicting how others would react to a given situation because of their talent, but seeing it in action really is something else damn.

"Taylor: “If you feel strongly about this, it would be best for you to voice your opinion as well. It might bring you ease. After all, if we all feel similarly, isn’t the only course of action to speak out about it?”

Harper: …Yes, I… suppose that’s true… 

Ellis: Oof, using ver own voice against ver. Brutal." Yikes. Well, at least Taylor's been staying away from the dead voices for a while, so there's and improvement there! I guess lol.

"I wonder how much Kennedy and Paris are aware of the trouble brewing underneath their seemingly solid support. Then again, if they got Jeff of all people to act up, they must know that something has gone horribly wrong." That's what I'm saying! Yeah, I hope they dial it back a bit, for their sake if nothing else lmao.

"... I decide to finally hit up the Spa. And, because Mark said that they had interest in checking it out, too, I invite them along." I thought this was gonna be another FTE for a moment, but apparently not! Interesting...

"After our relaxation period is over, Mark and I head back to our individual rooms before dinner." Oh okay, I guess the spa scene is done now! What xD

"Taylor: I still feel like any policy we have against them will just make things tense, right? It’s not really helping…

Jeff: Besides, if we let you keep it up, you’re going to start suggesting we lock down everyone to make the game unentertaining. I’m not dealing with that." And there's why Jeff was taking so much offense to that, I guess! Well, I imagine he was already getting bothered by the situation in general, but it makes sense if he stepped in mainly because he was worried about how Kennedy's ideas could impact his freedom.

"Kennedy: I’m not forcing anyone to agree with me.

Taylor: That’s… true, but you interrupt us when we try talking to the two of them, right?

Kennedy: I’m following what I think is the best course of action. It’s within your powers to ignore me." Kennedy's mindset is pretty fun here. They're essentially absolving themselves of causing harm by asserting that the others' actions are entirely on them. And while she's not completely wrong there, the logic's obviously a bit faulty. Kennedy is the one who brought up the ideas, he has some responsibility in the others following them no matter how much he denies it. And while they're obviously confident they're doing the right thing, the fact that they're still hiding behind the fact that they're not technically forcing anyone to do anything does show they're still being cautious, as they probably consider accounting for the possibility that they're wrong to be a good idea no matter how unlikely they think it is. God I love Kennedy <3

"Jeff: Yeah. I said it, and now I’m being roped into talking about it again. Even if I stand by what I said, that doesn’t mean I want to linger on it." Makes sense Jeff's already wanting to absentee their way out of the issue lol.

"I stick around in the Buffet for longer than normal tonight, mostly ‘cause I’m not sure exactly where I left things off with Mark. We went to the Spa together earlier today, so it’s not like we’re on bad terms. But not being on bad terms doesn’t necessarily mean that Mark wants to hang out for the third night in a row.

Should I send them a message? Should I go to the Foyer and expect that they’ll be there? Or did me inviting them to the Spa already count as our hang out sesh for the day, and I should just head to my room?" I mean surely they should be thrilled to spend any amount of time with the oh so awesome Ellis Ortiz, no, Ellis? It's always fun to see just how much he doesn't actually have the confidence in himself he pretends he has lmao.

"Ellis: Good evening, guapo." Callback to the Spanish thing, I love it.

"Mark fiddles with their gloves." Hm... Why you fiddling with those? Is there something plot relevant under those, Mark? Õ_o (/silly)

"Mark: That’s probably good. The more people start speaking up, the less one-sided our breakfasts will probably become." And here's Mark's opinion on the issue of the moment! I mean it was inferrable but still.

"Mark: I didn’t really have anything exactly planned for tonight. I guess… the main other talent category I came up with was ones based on identity or personality." You know I wondered for a moment what exactly they meant by that, and then I remembered this killing game has things like "Contrarian" and "Normie" and yeah now it makes sense xp

"Ellis: It could be more vague than that. More like… Ultimate Analyst, or something. Although, thinking about it, that sounds kinda OP…" Ha! Reference :)

"Mark: Other than that, one of the things I’ve done the most here is talking to you.

I smirk.

Ellis: Maybe you’re the Ultimate Ellis Enjoyer. I couldn’t blame you.

They blush." Man the Markellis shippers are eating tonight damn xD

"Ellis: Well, as much as I hate to say it, maybe it wouldn’t be focused on me specifically. It could be more general, like, some sort of talent for getting to know people one-on-one." Man we are getting abstract. You sure you don't wanna try video games first Mark? There's been like zero evidence for that theory since I first brought it up in my CH1 analysis, but it still exists lol

"Mark: Don’t feel like you have come up with something. It’s not like I can, either. Either way, though, thanks for helping me think about it. It’s really nice to hear whatever you have to say.

Ellis: I am something of a genius, true." Lmao.

"Ellis: You don’t have to answer this if you don’t want to, but… who do you think the mastermind and traitor are most likely to be?" Interesting question!

"Mark: …I have been thinking about it. But, to be honest, I haven’t really been able to figure much out. There’s not actually much to look at with anyone in particular." Kinda how I feel, yeah. Most people I feel can be dismissed out of hand, and those that can't are either dead or have some kind of issue that prevents me from thinking it's them T_T

"Ellis: Yeah, I’m at about the same place as you are, although I’ve probably thought about it less. Any option just feels so… bizarre. Especially if you throw in that it’s two people working together." True!

"Mark: I’m not saying you were. I just… I do have to worry, at least a little. If no one else seems to think they’re the mastermind, it’s always possible [I am]." Yeah, I can't imagine that's a particularly comforting possibility. Poor Mark T_T

[FTE End] These are always so sweet :)

"Before I came here, I was more of a “party first, ask questions later” kind of gal. But this killing game has me second guessing every party balloon I see, even when they’re just full of hot air." At least they're introspective enough to realize they're paranoid as hell!

"This is most likely a motive, after all. Given our track record, it would honestly be more surprising if it didn’t lead to a body or two.

Winning. Me winning. That’s what it would lead to.

If I can’t keep my eyes on winning anymore, does that mean I’ve already lost?" Oh oh, someone's ideology is starting to break down! I always imagined Ellis would tone down the "I'm gonna survive and it doesn't matter that everyone else is gonna die" mentality around CH3, and it looks like we're on track for that! Very excitted to see not just where Ellis goes, but also the entire cast! :D

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Yet another peak part from DROS! And this may have been one of the most peak of all, with all the super fascinating conflict that's starting to boil over. Tensions are raising and nothing's there to stop them! I'm very excited to see where this goes, so I'll see ya next week!

[abyssalzones]

5 second comic reviews because I've been feeling a little creatively stunted lately and have been doing a lot of reading. maybe I'll do more of this kind of thing in the future? who knows

locas/love and rockets: beautiful visuals on account of jaime hernandez being a genius when it comes to weight and form/high contrast shadows, unfortunately it's also unreadable in terms of story or dialogue. as in "I really couldn't tell you what's supposed to be happening in this" unreadable. maybe that's my bad? I've gleaned that it was never really intended to be a serialized comic that gets binged for its story, which makes sense because it seems to change its mind about what it is constantly. I respect it but it isn't for me. one of those things you look at individual panels of and go Wow that's gorgeous and know you will never fully read in your life.

8-bit theater: complete opposite end of the spectrum as the previous comic where the visuals are literally just final fantasy sprites but the story is oddly compelling. I find myself highly endeared by the horrible 2001-era humor for the most part barring some eye-roll inducing homophobia, at least partially out of nostalgia. you ever notice how the internet used to be a lot meaner? well, no I guess the internet is still pretty mean, but the cliquey-ness is in a different tone than it used to be. but everyone who clung to the hardcore nerd life that used to be in high supply online seems to be an omegaracist now. or at least omegaracist in a way where it gets them jobs in the government. okay I'm getting away from myself but it's a very interesting anthropological dig of a comic. also I know what I said about the visuals but tbh I think there's a kind of comedy genius going on in terms of how they adapt cobbled together assets with text to fit within the bounds of the "style", ex:

fun home: it's fun home. everyone just kind of knows fun home is good and then you read it and go Wow this is good! and then you've read fun home. very compelling autobiography, lots of dense art history and literary reference work that's fun if you're a freak ass pretentious nerd like me. they should slap a warning on this thing like "if you fit into the transmasculine-butch ambiguity range and have Fatherly Issues you may want to keep your therapist on standby". I like alison bechdel's artistic style more than I like alison bechdel as a person. end of review

jimmy corrigan, smartest kid on earth: crazy fucking good. insanely fraught depiction of american alienation and how insecurity surrounding white masculinity plays into violence which plays into racism. format made my brain hurt which was awesome. the flat colors work in the style's favor so well it's crazyyyyy Please read this one

atomic robo: started reading because it's a later work by the guy who did 8-bit theater, the fact that this is still going (started in 2007!!) really speaks to the delusional mindset of comic artists where you're pretty sure working on a comic will extend your lifespan indefinitely (myself included). probably a little early to write a review because I'm very early into it and As I said this shit started in 2007 so it's a little generic atm but the action visuals are very readable and the dialogue is pretty funny, reminds me of the earlier tf2 comics a lot. main problem is that whereas 8 bit theater is just supposed to be dumb and funny atomic robo is more of a full on Story with Action and Adventure and shit but there's a big #1 Rule in the "about" section that says "no angst", which...

yeah I don't know how else to put it but this is just kind of pathetically male. Ooh look at me I refuse to allow my main character vulnerability, which as we all know is never compelling or allows for a deeper level of story for readers to engage with. everything should just be Cool or Funny and if it's not one of those two things then it's for wimmen and gays I guess. immature. but then I guess I'm expecting too much picking an old snarky webcomic up off the sticky floor of the comix shop and looking for something both funny AND emotionally intelligent.

stuck rubber baby: historically important in a lot of ways but I hate the art style so bad I couldn't finish it sorry howard cruse. guess my values have been corrupted by my prioritization of the aesthetic.... or something....

the glass scientists: another webcomic that's been going on longer than dirt. admittedly I didn't start this one recently I started it back in 202..1? 2022? honestly I'm just including it because I'm so conflicted about it. I keep up with it semi-regularly even though there's a lot of objectively better webcomics I put off catching up on and I think it may fulfill some sort of... soap opera niche... in my brain.. that I didn't think existed. it's like if bl was good. but it also sucks. I'm mostly compelled by the idea of adapting jekyll & hyde into a depiction of something almost resembling DID/OSDD that's also just meant to represent jekyll's internalized homophobia and sexual shame. the downside is that the visuals are a little perverted by the nature of sage cotugno's history in animation making everything a little too audience-and-advertising friendly. which is maybe a bastardization of the word "perverted" when what I mean is "not perverse enough". why put gay sex in your comic that's supposedly about embracing the freakish part of yourself if it's going to be the equivalent of slapping two hairless ken dolls together? why is everyone so damn thin?!?!?! idk. kind of a recurring problem with the art industry right now where things are simultaneously trying to present mature subject matter but are informed by an advertising-friendly background so they just end up kind of... shallow and childish in their presentation. sad.

run away to the stars: fucking awesomeeeeee no notes. very fresh off the presses right now but I do love the worldbuilding, the attention to detail is insane. made me do a lot of thinking about my own scifi comic ventures and what I'd like to focus on... while I prefer to lean towards anthropology and social theory/politics just in general, I have a lot of admiration for the commitment to alien biology. big recommend

orchard of the tame: there were so many instances in this book where I would look at a huge fucking panel spread and think Jeeeeesus christ how long did it take to draw this thing???? which is the mark of a good comic, I think. and unmedicated insanity. it's immediately obvious that this is the work of over the garden wall's art director because you look at it and go Oh yeah this guy has job security. or at least you'd think so, but that being said I'm just now finding out this was funded through a kickstarter, which is insane. comic artists should be eating gold-flaked truffles and whole suckling pigs. anyway this is some of the most gorgeous use of high contrast shadows that I've ever seen and I think the usage on cartoony character shapes is genius. similarly to OTGW I think this is a great example of a work for kids that feels like it's genuinely For them while still not holding back on the dark and scary parts of the world, sort of a modern successor to the grimm's fairy tale tradition. one of the only works here I actually paid for a physical copy of which Yowza that was 30 fucking dollars but I can't be too mad about it. looks good on the shelf.

a contract with god: will eisner's work is good in the way a lot of classic disney is good in the sense that you come out of it with a lot of appreciation for the historical technical development of the artform even though you spent most of the time watching/reading it pretty bored. maybe I am too inundated by the limitless expansion of storytelling in modern day comics to appreciate eisner's approach to getting comics into the "literature" category on bookshelves but I don't have a lot to say about it other than "it looks really good" and "typically misogynistic" and "our complit professor probably should say something about the sexual assault in these before we read them but maybe I am corrupted by le woke mob."

this has been comics. go throw a penny at some unshowered nerd hunched over a wacom tablet. we need it for drugs and laundry quarters.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

This succubus au is SO freaking good and has so much potential! Ok, ok just hear me out what if eventually Adam starts to become pretty popular as a succubus/rockstar down in Hell that he wants to recruit him? Join him and his succubae to go up to Earth and spread his work of lust, since Adam is so good at it.

Now I know what you are thinking, "But Tales he's a sinner he can't go onto Earth" he's not a regular sinner he is a fallen angel and not only that but a now full-blooded succubus, so I think he can not only go to Earth but also travel rings. Plus, I imagine Ozzie pays his demons handsomely for a well-done job.

And just imagined if Adam teamed up with Verosika, first, like I've stated before they would be good friends since both know what it's like to not only give your full trust to someone, who is also your first love but to also have that someone shred and crush that love and trust into thousands of pieces, but also have that someone tell horrible things to their friends about you so that they think you are the worst person ever. (Seriously fuck Lucifer, Lilith, and Blitzo for that) They've also both lashed out at people who are on that person's side, Adam a bit more harshly at Charlie but still, I think they would know. She would eventually find out he was not only an angel but also the head exterminator, but I don't think she would have too much beef since the exorcists did, or up until the end, stay away from Hellborn, and seeing as how some sinners treat Hellborn she didn't really give a shit one way or another. I mean I think she'd like Angel Dust, I bet ten big ones he'd be a major fan, plus Angel also knows what it's like to give someone your heart only for that person to rip and abuse it.

In any event, the two would be the hottest stars on the music scene. Their genre's mixed together, pop rock with a sexy undertone, uh yes, and please!

Now the next thing you might be wondering would be, "But what about Lucifer and Lilith surely he would've taken their side and believed that stupid bitch, because he trusted Lucifer" Well, my dear friend I think we both believe he would sniff out Lilith's bullshit within the first MEETING with her. Ozzie just seems like the type to know when someone is genuine for their feelings, or just faking it. Since you know king of lust and all that. I think also that since he saw how much in love Lucifer was for her, he didn't say anything plus anytime said one tiny bit of criticism about Lilith he'd go into an overprotective mode.

Anyway, that's just my take sorry it's a bit of an idea rant it's just this AU has me snorting it ALL up like coke!

WOW!!

That is a great idea for the au.

And you are right when there is so much potential for this it can go in so many directions. Adam and Verosika teaming would be amazing!

Yeah being a fallen angel and a Incubus would make him an exception to the rule.

[enid-rhees]

Ight so you mentioned about getting high with Enid, and it got me thinking...

Imagine Sophia didn't die. Lydia and Henry are there. And ofc, Carl.

Cept' they're all the same age right. And it's just all TWD teens getting to experience (sorta) typical teenage shit, ykwim?

Just playing silly games together, getting high, getting drunk, teasing Enid and reader, telling eachother some of their secrets, telling ghost stories, etc.

I hope this makes sense lol :)

i’m so in love with this request. Sophia held such a place in my heart :’)) i hope you enjoy! i’m definitely gonna try and do this request justice bc i have a vision in my head that i really wanna adapt into this story. 🫶🏻🫶🏻🫶🏻

warnings: weed & alcohol. one sexual joke. (please smoke and drink responsibly !!!)

A/N: hope you all enjoy! and as always, requests are open! just read pinned to see all rules if you want to request 🫶🏻🫶🏻

“alright!” you shouted, the biggest smile on your face. you held up a case of beer, “guess who managed to sneak into Daryl’s stash?”

everyone cheered, making you laugh. Lydia ran up to you, “how did you manage to do that?!” she asked, looking at you with disbelief. “i have my ways,” you smirked.

you brought the case over to your small circle of friends. Carl, Enid, Sophia, Lydia and Henry. they were all here with you.

you sat next to Enid, pressing a kiss to her cheek as you handed her a bottle. “you practically risked your life for us,” she joked lightly. you shrugged, “i’ll find a new one for him.”

Lydia sat back down next to Henry. you watched with a soft smile as he wrapped his arms over her, kissing her head.

it was rare to have a night like this. so rare in fact that this is the first night you guys were able to finally all be together, acting like nothing bad was just right outside the gates of your home.

Enid tapped your shoulder, when you turned around she held out a handful of joints. your smile grew wider. “you’re the best girlfriend ever, do you know that?”

“i do.” she smiled cheekily. you pushed her shoulder. “guys! Enid brought some joints as well, we all get one each.” you announced. everyone gasped and reached to grab their own.

“this is seriously like, the best night ever.” Carl said, taking a sip of the beer. “i mean, we’ve never gotten to hang out like this together. if you think about it, it’s really the first time we’ve been able to act like… what we actually are. just teens.”

that’s all you guys were. teens who were forced into this broken world at such an early age. none of you got to grow up the way you were supposed to.

everyone was silent for a moment, taking in Carl’s words. “then let’s make the best of tonight.” Henry smiled, holding up his bottle of beer. you all agreed, clinking your bottles together. it felt like a cliche, but that’s what made it even better.

after everyone’s third beer, Carl sighed. “god, i remember the day this shit started.” he sighed. “my… mom rushing to pack my clothes, all of our pictures. before i really knew it, we have a camp by the quarry.”

“that’s where the three of us met.” Sophia said, pointing between you, her and Carl. “you guys met that long ago?” Lydia asked.

you all nodded, “yeah uh, Sophia was with her mom, Carl had his, i uh… lost mine already at that point, but Glenn found me in the woods. brought me back with him to their camp.”

“wow. so you guys have been through like… everything together.” Lydia said. “pretty much. yeah.” Carl chuckled.

at this point, everyone had started to feel the effects of the beer kick in. “okay, let’s play a game.” Enid said, clapping her hands. “if we want to get a true teen experience, we need to play something. like Never Have I Ever.” she said.

“that sounds fun.” you told her, “yeah! lets do it.”

“okay, rules, if you’ve done what someone asks you have to drink. for example, if i asked everyone if you ever fell into a pile of dead walkers and proceeded to stay there for five minutes because you were… comfortable… Y/N would take a drink.”

you stared at her, biting the inside of your cheek to hold back your laugh as everyone roared in laughter around you. “now why would you say that.”

“because you quite literally did that.” she responded. you pushed her shoulder again and took a sip of the beer. “okay, i have one.” you spoke up.

“uh oh.” Carl mumbled.

“never have i ever had a sex dream in front of half our group and proceeded to moan my name for three minutes straight.” Enid’s eyes widened as her face flushed red. “you did what?!” Sophia laughed.

“you are evil.” Enid told you. you smirked and shrugged, “take a sip, sweetheart.”

“okay, okay.” Carl said. you lit your joint, gesturing the lighter towards Enid to silently ask if she wanted hers lit too. she nodded and held out her joint for you to light it.

Carl’s mouth formed into a smirk, “never have i ever been late to a community meeting because i was too busy having sex with my girlfriend at eight in the morning.”

it was silent between the six of you, and then you and Enid slowly took a sip of your beers. “there’s no way.” Lydia said, staring at both of you with shock.

“i’m not appreciating the fact that we’re being targeted.” you said. “you guys started it.” Carl said. “okay, we need to think of something else before they expose everything about us.” Enid laughed, taking a hit from her joint.

“oh, i know what we could do.” Sophia said almost mischievously. “classic sleepover activity. ghost stories.” she proposed.

“oh yes. lets do it!” Lydia said. “i have one. i have literally never stopped thinking about it since it happened. you were there, Henry.” she started.

“remember the abandoned asylum we found?” she asked him. he thought for a moment before his mouth dropped open slightly. “oh yeah! that was so scary.”

everyone had started to light their joints as well, getting prepared for the stories. “it was a few months ago. me and Henry snuck out of Hilltop to just walk around. like how you and Enid do. we ended up at this really scary looking building that turned out to be an asylum.”

“where was it?” you questioned before she continued the story. “i think it was by the Target we used to go to for runs.” she answered.

“but anyways- we walked inside and this place instantly had a vibe to it that clearly was not welcoming. but we went further in anyways. there was this one room that we walked into, and Henry decided he wanted to try and summon something,”

Lydia gave Henry a look as she said that, and he put his hands up in defense, making you all laugh. “tell them what you did.” she told him.

“i uh,” he laughed. “i started to throw insults in the air. like ‘dumbass ghost’ and shit like that. and to be fair, i was pissing it off a lot. but um, after around five minutes i said something along the lines of ‘you’re too scared to face us” or some shit, and precisely two seconds after that, there was a vase that was behind us, it fell over and shattered completely.”

“famous last words.” you joked. “you forgot the other part.” Lydia told him. “the other..? OH!” Henry pulled his sleeve up, showcasing two scratch marks. “that also happened.”

all of your eyes widened, “what?!” Sophia yelled. “it scratched you?!” he nodded, laughing. “yeah, we got the hell out of there after that obviously. but yeah. do not go into that asylum. i can already see Y/N and Enid planning it.”

“oh fuck no. we are not going there.” Enid said, despite your whine. “but it sounds cool!” Enid shook her head, “you’re actually insane.”

everyone started talking amongst themselves, but you couldn’t help but take in all of your surroundings. your best friends sitting in yours and Enid’s house. the one that you owned together, which was something you never thought would ever be possible again.

you’d never thought you’d make it this far, and if you did, you figured you’d be miserable. but you’re not. everything was coming into place so perfectly. having a girlfriend you knew you couldn’t wait to marry, still having Carl and Sophia by your side throughout all of those years in the apocalypse, taking in Henry and saving Lydia. you finally had what you lost so many years ago.

there was no better feeling than the one you felt right now. maybe it was because you were drunk or high, but you wished this sense of euphoria would stay forever. you hoped you could all still be together like this years from now.

“hey,” Enid said softly, nudging your shoulder. “you’re out of it. what’s wrong?” she asked.

you smiled and shook your head. “nothings wrong. i’m just… really happy.” you admitted. “and god i love you. so fucking much.”

Enid giggled, leaning in to kiss your lips. “i love you too, pretty. so, so much.” you hummed against her lips, “wish we can stay like this with everyone forever.”

“then let’s do it.” she said. “it will always be us. forever.”

“forever.” you repeated. “yeah. that sounds good.” you smiled, leaning in to kiss her once more, ignoring everyone’s fake gags and groans.

[cressthebest]

Crimson Rivers thoughts pt. 21

chapter 36:

1. “It's been so long. Oh, there you are, here you are, hi,” *deep breath* AHHHHHHHHH

2. 😭😭😭 “Remus keeps a firm grip on him and turns around to promptly leave, which is probably a little rude, considering that the others are here and may wish to greet him, but he honestly can't bring himself to care about that right now” i would expect nothing less

3. WOLFSTAR REUNION!!!! I AM IN SHAMBLES!

4. “On the way, James glances back with a grin, internally wishing Sirius all the good things, because no one deserves them more.”

oh. wow. that’s such a soft line. it’s literally making me melt

5. “Remus could not be more in love if he tried.” shit shit shit shit sobbing. wolfstar deserves the world

6. “He does love Sirius, though. Loves him dearly, with every defiant bone in his body. This man, who doesn't even realize the importance of what he's just done by giving Remus an unopened envelope. Remus, who owns nothing. Remus, who has nothing. Remus, who is not granted privacy or freedom for anything like this, for anything at all.”

i am on PUBLIC TRANSPORTATION and i am BAWLING my eyes out as silently as i possibly can. y’all don’t understand the restraint i have right now to not loudly sob

7. the LETTER has me CRYING

8. THE SECRET MESSAGE

9. oh, okay. remus killed an auror/greyback. it’s honestly not as bad as i thought it would be. also, i love the lily and remus duo. they’re so iconic

10. i LOVE LOVE LOVE that zar made a point for sirius to have the discussion that his demisexuality is NOT because of trauma and he’s always been that way. it’s beautiful <3

11. “”You can ask Regulus and James; I walked around for a solid month making everyone call me Mr. Sirius Macdonald."” STOP PLSS THATS SO FUNNY

12. SIRIUS JUST TOLD REMUS HE LOVED HIM!!! this is literally so sweet

13. andjskjdksksjsms the authors note:

“sirius, internally: a guillotine could not sever the head im about to give this man. good for them 😌”

chapter 37:

1. i’m starting a gofundme to get regulus a balcony

2. "”Sirius doesn't let me drink," James replies flatly.

"Well, don't say it like that, James. You make it sound like I'm a strict parent, or a controlling spouse," Sirius grumbles. "And I do let you drink, in moderation, when you're in a safe environment and in a good mental state. Don't forget to mention that you only let me drink within those same rules."”

i bet james is upset with the rules he made for sirius so long ago. came back to bite him in the ass

3. describing sirius as “ruffled like an offended bird” has done wonders for my mental health

4. james, remus, and sirius are all hanging out and i am beyond angry that peter doesn’t get to share this moment

5. pandora is such an angel and doesn’t deserve this pain

6. pandora and reg friendship >>>>>>>>>

7. their outfits for the night!! every last one of them is slaying so hard

8. “There's a tense moment where a group of murderers all stare around at each other, not opposed to adding a few more names to their lists. Oh, and Pandora is there, too, startlingly calm despite this.”

yaxley needs to shut his fucking mouth and stop implying that sirius will fuck his way through issues

9. “"You know what they'll assume we're doing."

"Running away," Regulus mutters.

James sighs in exasperation and fond amusement. "No, Reg. Fucking. They'll assume we've snuck off to find a corner to go fuck in."”

😭😭😭😭😭 i love reg. he’s so ready to leave

10. jegulus is getting their shit together and improving. i’m so glad

11. “James swallows. "They're—they destroy things now, when they never did before. They're rough sometimes. Bloody."

"Warm," Regulus counters, pressing another kiss to James' shaking fingers. "Steady. Strong. These hands hold the people you love. These hands care for them. They're gentle. Tender."”

this is love. what they have is love. it’s messy and broken and so difficult, but they’re trying and it’s love

12. and once again we have wolfstar my true loves ☺️☺️

i feel like nows a good time to add to respect bizzarestars’ wishes to not have the fic reposted or reuploaded a different site. i can’t remember his wishes about bookbinding, but respect those as well.

thank you, lovely people