#big diary entry update

[doinbetter]

Everyone on here has probably forgotten me but here are some updates from my life now :)

I'm all done with school and living back with family. I got a fellowship with a government agency doing environmental data analysis! It was really challenging at first. (challenges: remote work, wasn't getting a lot of support from my mentor, general first full time job woes) BUT I've been putting in extra effort to meet the team. I'm feeling more supported and motivated because of that.

Also started getting back into a productive headspace after not really identifying with that mindset for a while. Honestly COVID threw me off for several years there (+ the general stresses of grad school + stoner life). I just didn't feel as driven as I used to, but luckily I could coast off my past accomplishments for a few years and end up in a good place. I was tired of the grindset mentality. It was too much with the pandemic. I realized it's important to start my career off right though :) I want to do a great job on my project & make a good impression. (while still having balance in the rest of my life!! like you won't catch me working after hours but from 9 - 5... i'm ON IT!)

My main goal in life right now is working on my FINANCES! mainly I'm obsessed with paying off my student loans. I give myself plenty of money for groceries each month. One of my goals for this year was to be hot, so I also give myself like $2-300 each month to invest in my appearance. I made a list of essential beauty / clothing items and I'm working through it month by month. Other than that... I'm dumping THOUSANDS into student loan debt to hopefully be debt free by end 2024 or early 2025. Then I save save save and move out of my family's house by Fall 2025. <3

On the note of being hot goals: started showering nightly, weekly face mask monday routine (nails, hair mask, face mask, foot soak, shaving everything, and a weed gummy to top it off!) and buying a few cute clothes that fit me at my current size instead of putting it off until I reached a lower weight (unhealthy thought leftover from obsessive weight loss days :( ) My favorite purchase so far is CUTE PJS FROM VICTORIAS SECRET <3 <3 I got a slip and a shirt/shorts combo that help me feel sooo cute in the evenings when I'm doing my hygiene routines, journaling, reading... <3 I also got a bra that actually fits me and I'm a fucking DD. who??????

My boyfriend and I have been together for over 3 years now. I've gotten really close to his family and I spend most weekends at his place. I'm very happy and at peace in this relationship. Working on doing more little acts of kindness. He's very generous with me so I wanna match his energy more. we're working on being more independent now in this new busy era for us. unfortunately we can't be unemployed students forever.

also my best friend called me her best friend so i officially have a best friend in my hometown. she is so funny and drama-free. I love her. WOO!

So that's life! I'm a full on financially independent woman now. it feels AMAZING!

love, Jillian

[goodgirlfuckdoll1]

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[see-arcane]

Well.

Here I am again.

In-between half a dozen other projects, the writing exercise that was supposed to be a light distraction has taken off without me. Once more, a very vampiric flavor of horror. But this time it’s so close to the Dracula source material that it’s living in it like an accursed undead poison. Or the bedeviled solicitor who first wrote on that horror in the first place.

That’s what Harker is. Those who have read Dracula before will know that, being a novel built of diary entries and sundry documents, the narrative is boiled down to what events the characters bother to record. Of special note is how the opening and closing protagonist of the book, Jonathan Harker, becomes progressively curter in his descriptions as certain grim events pile up.

So much so that he pointedly avoids recording the bulk of his two month-long captivity in Castle Dracula. And whatever it was that happened to him between the castle and his stay with the nuns. And just what exactly happened to him upon realizing what happened on the 3rd of October. Among a hundred other little omissions a reader only detects by the vacuum they’ve left as the entries of other characters sketch around them. Artful as Mr. Harker may be when in a descriptive mood, vital as his words are for the whole of the story, he’s shockingly silent on huge gaps of time and very significant occurrences within them.

Which bothers the hell out of me. Especially when there’s roughly a jillion elaborations and inventions made from swiveling the perspective to (Suddenly in love with Dark Sexprince Dracula~) Mina or (Very Definite Vampire Expert Badass Actionman) Van Helsing or (Ohhh, I’m so misunderstood, those babies and sailors and assorted murdered chattel had it coming and those human heroes were just stuffy cliché Victorians who were so meeean to meee) Dracula or (Actually pretty cool?) depictions of the nightmare aboard the Demeter. And yet we’ve got nothing for Jonathan? Not one single spinoff dedicated to filling in the blanks between journal pages?

It can’t stand. Not for another Dracula Season. So, I’m a-scribbling.

Whether this winds up as a proper book or not, I figured said scribbling has gotten big enough that it was time to carve out a piece to share. Hope you guys enjoy the read and any future updates.

You can read the Chapter 1 Teaser via:

Tumblr

PDF

Author site

(And remember, I already have a book published if you want to read about some modern gothic undead horrors! The Vampyres is a short and sinister read with its own preview sample to comb through. Hope you’ll have a look.)

[ddwcaph-game]

The Narrativium Update Has Arrived!

Retcon the narrative to your heart's content in the latest update to...

Dear Diary, We Created a Plot Hole! is written as a love letter to all the kids-at-heart out there, who’d like to revisit their childhood and reimagine it as one big fantasy adventure.

If you like episodic shows and stories with a deeper overarching narrative, then this story is just for you!

🌌 【Play it here!】 🌌

~ 608,000 total wordcount (including code) ~ 99,000 additional words (including code) ~ New average playthrough of 129,000 words! (up from 115k)

14 New Secrets/Variations to Discover, 25 New Trinkets to collect, 9 New Sidequests, 4 New Achievements!

6 New Character Traits, 12 New Ancestry Passives, 2 New Phobias, 4 New Status Effects!

Revamped Heritage Passives!

Retcon the narrative and your choices with the new Narrativium Points mechanic!

Revamped Health & Intimidation Stats, Traits and EXP System!

Revamped Chapter 1 Twin Fight Scene!

Added new Sleepover Branch!

Updated bestfriend scenes!

Crush sidequests can now be declined!

You can now change what your MC calls certain characters via the diary!

Added more backstory details about MC's dad, and you can now choose his home country if MC is Half-Filipino!

Increased save slots to 20!

New and improved gender and pronoun options!

Updated diary entries!

Updated content warnings to include themes that will appear in future chapters!

Fixed missing background music!

Tons of new choices, edits, adjustments, and additional flavor text/variations/characterization details!

Roselyna is now approximately 20% more huggable!

The Trinkets & Secrets Guide has also been updated!

If you encounter any errors, or have any questions or feedback, feel free to send me an ask. The complete change log for the update is almost 400 lines long, so I hope it was worth the wait! 😊

[blackbirdsblackberries]

Yan batfam X reader in a cult!

Okay, this one was one I had thought of a bit ago and dwelled on it.

Reader is apart of a cult called "Daughters of Eve" which is a cult of SA survivors who look to a deity to enact revenge on their abusers. (I will be using my experience with SA for a big chunk of it because it is rather touchy to talk about).

Reader was found by one of the heads when they were a child and were taken in. They were indoctrinated and were essentially raised to be grateful towards outsiders and to not trust anyone against the cult or aren't a part of the cult.

Batman decides to look into the cult as they've moved bases to somewhere in Gotham and are therefore his business now. He ends up finding the base but it was too risky for just him and Damian to go alone and without a proper fleshed out plan.

They call in Steph and Cass to pose as civilians seeking to join the cult - both obviously agree.

When they finally enter the cult they share a room with reader and another girl (the other girl isn't important to the plot per se). Reader is closed off and when Steph tries to engage in physical contact reader rejects it. Despite it reader treats them better than others treat the two.

They cling to reader and report back to the batfam, who have all gotten involved at this point, updates and such. Soon Steph gets attached and falls down into a spiral of madness and brings Cass down.

The Batfam who are getting reports detailing Reader decide to find as much info as possible - which is close to none. The small parts they find lead them to Reader's home from before they were taken in by DoE.

They find videos of tiny reader, diary entries from the mother/father, toys, Reader's bedroom, etc.

Though they don't go full yandere yet.

They finally bust DoE and arrest everyone involved and they properly meet Reader. Bruce takes reader in and slowly the rest of the family will start their decent into being a yandere.

Characters included in this story:

Stephanie Brown

Cassandra Cain

Bruce Wayne

Alfred Pennyworth

Damian al Ghul-Wayne

Tim Drake

Jason Todd

Dick Grayson

(minor Talia al Ghul, Selina and Superfam)

*Duke and Barbara won't be included until I know the way they'd be a yandere and how it can tie in with the rest of the family, sorry!

[f14fun]

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[csuitebitches]

2024 Planning

I started planning for 2024 today. I’ve learned a lot this year, made mistakes, had some successes and now it’s time to take all my learnings, good or bad, and go to the next level.

I prefer starting next year’s routine from 2023’s November and December so that by the time January rolls around, I’m settled into the routine. If there’s any revisions necessary, I can do them without starting my new year on the wrong foot.

I maintain my goals on mostly short and medium term basis. This includes daily, weekly and quarterly planning (I don’t do monthly because it doesn’t work for me).

This may seem complicated (actually, it looks more complicated than it is but it’s just what helps me) but let me show you how exactly I do things.

I keep two diaries. One for daily and weekly and one for quarterly. I have a habit tracker on my phone for my daily non-Negotiables (exercise, meditation, reading and language).

The quarterly diary is my big big diary. Every quarter, it lists out all the big plans, what i want to do and who i want to be. It’s all the messy thoughts I have, all my dreams, my weaknesses, my strengths, etc etc. The only “practical” part of the diary is that there is one general plan made at the end of my mad scribbling. It has the general idea, feedback I’ve received from other people and compilation of all the advice I’ve gotten from my mentors.

2. The daily - weekly diary breaks the plan into manageable bits. I write out the week’s plan (who do i need to meet, who do i need to follow up with, any major presentation coming up, any assignment, what am i reading this week) and write a one sentence daily update on it.

I can’t use a habit tracker for this because i’m not tracking meditation or exercise on here. I’m tracking my career goals, my ambitious goals, into smaller goals. A habit tracker wouldnt cut it because I would have to elaborate more on certain things.

For example:

“20-27th Nov: Weekly list

budget presentation on Monday

1 event to attend on Tuesday. Topic: XYZ

Reading: the inheritors

reach out to mentor, schedule a meeting

7 language essays and 7 videos

Monday, 20th Nov.

work presentation: complete.

Feedback received: i need to work on XYZ.

points they raised that didnt cross my mind: XYZ

follow ups required and if yes, with who: XYZ

reading: complete. Interesting point they brought up: XYZ

essay for the day: complete.

Video complete:

Tuesday, 21st Nov

mentor meeting scheduled

event went well. Met: A, B, C who work in XYZ companies. Follow up with them next week for coffee/ drinks.

essay: complete

video: complete”

Having two diaries helps me because i can find my bigger goals without having to go through the daily entry mess. I like having the two separate.

Nov ‘23 + Dec ‘23 + Q1 2024’s goals include:

Social (meeting new people, maintaining networks)

Intellectual (biographies, documentaries, industry reports)

Personal (soft skills, language studies)

Work (presentations, courses, conferences)

A major change I’ve making this year is actively working on every single weakness I have that I know is a potential strength. I’m ignoring weaknesses that I know are 100% weaknesses like coding because there’s just no way I can sit in front of a computer and learn all that, it’s absolutely not my cup of tea and does not make me happy.

I made a list of every single weakness i have and I’m embarrassed about and ashamed of. 2024 is the year of NO shame. I’m not letting my intrusive thoughts win.

Next to each weakness I wrote out a potential solution.

Ex: not picking up the language i’m studying as fast as i want to -> write 1 short essay and a 1-2 minute video of me talking about anything in that language every single day

I’m not allowing any unnecessary negative self doubt or self talk happen. Constructive criticism is one thing, being a bitch to yourself is another. I plan to learn a lot next year.

I’ve created a manageable exposure therapy plan for myself - I aim to meet 3 new people every month and follow up with 5 new connections every month, whether it’s over chat or irl.

I’ve made a list of business biographies I’m going to read. This year I reached my reading target earlier than anticipated which I’m very happy about. Next year I’m focusing on books that are solely about business, technology and psychology.

[curiouspupsicle]

Good Omens Fan Fiction Friday (6/27/25) - Let's Hear it for the Girls

Whether it's the women of Whickber Street, our angel and demon taking on a feminine form, or human AUs, the Good Omens fandom offers some lovely depictions. Here are a small sampling of stories I loved. Let's start with Intermezzo (T) by sillyteehee. Written as an entry in Aziraphale's diary, the story has our ineffable pair meeting up at Carnival in Venice in the 18th century. The banter is first-rate. And Aziraphale writing about how she generally only manifests bosoms when she is reading in bed and needs a place to keep her biscuits? It's a riot.

In The Art of Human Nature (T) by @ineffable-doll, Aziraphale commissions a portrait by landscape painter, Crowley. She hopes being painted will help her feel beautiful. I hope you don't mind spoilers. She is beautiful. Because Crowley painted exactly what she saw. It's lovely.

Sweet Nectar of the Eldritch Gods (G) by @scullyphile/@brenna is a beautiful epistolary fic that has honey superfan Azira writing to honey purveyor Toni. How could the beekeeper not have her head turned by those beautiful letters? Something I particularly love about this fic is Azira's confidence. She doesn't second guess or hesitate a second before asking Toni out. Good for you, girl!

I'm a big fan of roller derby so I have to give a shout-out to Roller Derby Queen (M) by @summerofspock. I do adore a meet-cute and what could be cuter than falling for the opposing team member who gives you a concussion?

In Lipstick on Pale Skin (E) by ElysiumLeo (The_Nerd_Alert), Azira is down to a single brain cell when she spots her beautiful new neighbor moving in across the alley. A hastily scrawled paper in the window lets her know her neighbor is called Crowley. From then on, Azira is driven crazy by her neighbor who seems to forget to close her shades no matter what state she's in. It's flirty, sexy fun.

@dreamdust is creating a charming story of witch Crowley and visitor Aziraphale in "Charmed (and) Witch." This comic updates every weekend and the illustrations of our pair are lovely.

There are tons of fics with our ineffable pair presenting as women through the ages but, sadly, I didn't have time to comb through my list to find them. Still trying to find that dream job where someone pays me to read and recommend Good Omens fan fics. So I'll close for now.

I'll return next Friday with more great Good Omens fan fics on a new theme. In the meantime, check out my other favorite fics on this pinned post of weekly Good Omens fan fiction recommendations. And if my faves appear to be your faves, check out my bookmarks on AO3--all the fics I rate in my top 10% of everything I've read.

@redwinevinegar47 has issued a challenge to comment 100 times on fan fics in July. What a great way to nurture and encourage the fan fic community. I'll be joining them. Will you? Let's show the amazing fan fic creators who much we appreciate them.

[7waystreet]

dirty confessions | jeon jungkook

This BTS 18+ explicit series will include 7 diary entries (one from each of the bangtan boys) confessing to the dirty thoughts they have about (y/n) and the sinful sexual acts they've part taken in during their lives.

I kindly ask the reader to start with pt.1 and end with pt.7 since it's a series and will contain overlapping scenarios and characters ♡

✬ foreword pt. 1 — seokjin pt. 2 — yoongi pt. 3 — namjoon pt. 4 — hoseok pt. 5 — jimin pt. 6 — taehyung pt. 7 — jungkook

pt. 7 — jungkook

Dear diary,

I have a confession to make. I fucked Namjoon hyung's sister, Hobi hyung's ex gf, and Yoongi hyung's gf all together in our dorm while the boys were out. I'm the golden maknae after all, bitches.

Now let me write out the events of my sexcapade one by one on these pages like I dumped my cum in each of their holes.

It was late into the night when I took off my headphones after hours of playing Overwatch by myself in my bedroom, my hand mindlessly scratching my balls while I walked over to the kitchen for a quick snack. It's then when I heard a few girls whispering in the dimly lit living room of our dorm, my ears perking up at once when I recognized Namjoon hyung's sister's voice. I remember hyung saying she was going to visit so it wasn't really a big deal seeing her in the boys' apartment, but I held in my breath when I noticed Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both on the couch too, all of the girls talking shit about the hyung line together.

"Thanks so much for inviting us girls so we can all confront the boys tonight!"

Fuck. I knew they were up to no good, but I had the advantage of hiding and listening to their plan without their knowledge while I blended behind a curtain in the hallway. The tea was SPILLED.

I found out Namjoon hyung's sister and Jin hyung were fucking and actually ended up catching feelings for each other, but they were too terrified to come out and tell Namjoon hyung about it. No shit... hooking up with a member's sister is fucked up, but we all know Jin hyung has no morals. She wanted to confess the truth to her brother tonight... Goodluck dealing with his wrath, I thought in silence.

I also found out the two other girls were cheating and hooking up with each other's bfs... What in the fucking world? And the fact that they were cuddling on the couch and saying sorry to one another?! I'll never understand the female species. This is why I stay away from chicks and stick to my video games. I don't even know how I got lucky bagging my gf, who's much more sane compared to these lot.

That's when I decided to call V hyung and update him on this gossip for some light bit of entertainment. I opened our location sharing app on my phone just to check if he was also at home just locked up in his bedroom, and that's when my heart fell out of my chest... Why was his location at my gf's apartment this late into the night? I decided to inspect and give him a call, but he never picked up.

Sorry Jungkookie. Out with friends. Will call you tmrw.

This stupid fucking bastard had the audacity to text me that big of a lie when I have his location? At least Jimin hyung answered my call even when the poor guy was half asleep. An anger unlike I've known ruptured my insides, a mixture of plunging sadness poising my mind when my gf replied back to my sweet goodnight text with "Cuddling a big bear to bed right now wishing it was you."

This bitch was definitely fucking V hyung behind my back. That's it, I lost my cool.

"ALL YOU GIRLS ARE DISGUSTING!"

Overwhelmed with emotions, I stomped into the living room and revealed myself to the noonas, my upset state of mind compelling me into lashing out at them, who realistically didn't deserve to endure my sudden outburst at all. It wasn't really them who I was upset at, it was just girls who cheat in general. But never did I think the night would end up the way it did based off of that aching awkward silence followed my grand entrance.

"Kook... Please don't tell the boys anything you heard. Please. You can't. They've to hear it from us otherwise it'll ruin the entire friend group. It could ruin Bangtan" Namjoon hyung's sister pleaded with puppy eyes.

Hah. Manipulation at it's finest. You're the one who's gonna screw up and then put it all on me? You think I'm a dumbass not able to see the way you're trying to coax me? Baby, please don't embarrass yourself.

"What do I get in return for keeping quiet?" I was willing to play their dirty little tricks, not giving them any satisfaction whatsoever.

"How about we... come to an agreement between the four of us?"

I didn't understand what she meant by her words until she got up and slowly walked towards me, wrapping her arms around my shoulders before suddenly pulling me in for a kiss on the lips. My mind immediately yelled S T O P but my dick felt a tingle when her tits pushed into mine, the taste of her cherry chapstick and the scent of her floral perfume numbing out my brain for the brief couple of seconds we kept kissing.

"If you girls love fucking people who you shouldn't be fucking, then show me a good time. I'll only keep quiet this way" my pulsing cock spoke for itself without my permission...

The smirk on the girls' faces mimicked the one devising on mine when I dropped on the couch and manspread, waiting for the big show to get started. The thrill of it was like no other I've experienced, even topping the high I feel everytime I get a new tattoo. The hyungs were all out at the club tonight and could walk into the living room any given moment, but I didn't give a fuck. I'm lowkey the wildest — no cap.

All three noonas got naked within the blink of an eye, the vibes immaculate with the dim mood lighting, the way they helped me out of my sweats one by one giving me goosebumps while an unbearable heat began running through my blood. It was like I was in a porno getting pleasured by a bunch of chicks, Hobi hyung's ex gf and Yoongi hyung's gf both opting to suck my dick in turns on their knees while Namjoon hyung's sister stayed up on the couch and made out with me. Shit, no wonder the members were fucking these three girls in turns, their mouths like pros gagging on my cock and coughing up spit, getting me even more aroused as they panted and jerked me off with their hands to breathe in some air in between.

The two girls kept playing with my dick, their spits mixing and slobbering all over my boner as they deep throated it in turns, a set of lips lightly sucking on my balls at times to get me moaning from the pleasure. Namjoon hyung's sister and I shared more of a bond since we've been family friends for a while, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't have a crush on her when I first moved to Seoul and met her, but here I was now with my tongue down her throat, the way she slid down and sucked on my neck prickling a shiver to run down my spine.

I couldn't take it any longer and busted a nut for the first time that night, my money cum shot spurting all over the girls' pretty faces. They shyly giggled as they looked me in the eyes, my chest panting from reaching my high, although my lip curling in a smile when I said "Eat it off of each other." The two baddies did as I told them without hesitation, their tongues licking off my cum from one another's faces, eventually leading them into making out and moaning while naked right in front of me. Holy fuck, I felt myself getting hard again. Both me and noona just watched the two girls getting down with each other for a long time, the way they squeezed each other's tits and kissed one another a total turn on, noona then slowly whispering in my ear "Please fuck me, Jungkook."

Happily.

As I got on top of her on the couch, I couldn't help but think Jin hyung fucks her hard just like this too, but what kind of a maknae would I be if I didn't take anything and everything of Jin hyung's? I live to make him suffer. In fact, it's my birth right.

My attention was mostly on Namjoon hyung's sister as I stuck my cock roughly inside of her without notice, stretching out her walls with my girth, watching her eyes shut close as she adjusted to my length, but the loud moaning of one of the girls eating the other one out on the carpet right next to us was peaking my arousal at a finest. Watching two chicks hook up like that while my cock was pounding such a sweet pussy was an experience I'll never forget. My chest felt a burn that rose up to my throat when I heard the front door's handle rattle, but it was a false alarm as some drunk neighbors were coming home from a bar and stumbled to the wrong apartment... Hah. That didn't stop me from ruining noona's pussy though. I just kept slamming her throughout the incident, half hoping the hyungs walked in during this fuck fest. Fear is not a word in my dictionary.

The screams of all three of the bitches made the walls shake to say the least, my grunts barely audible as I lifted noona's legs up to angle myself even deeper into her pussy, smashing into her g-spot while she clenched tighter and tighter, making it such a gripping fit that I was ready to cum another time. Her face was turning pale as she contracted her muscles and held her breath in, her moans freezing up when she came around my cock allowing me to slid in an out better as she let go, my orgasm following shortly and my cum creaming her up and dripping onto the couch in a slop when I pulled out.

I happened to look down and caught Yoongi hyung's gf cumming into Hobi hyung's ex gf's mouth from a mind blowing eating out job, the wild chick appearing quite talented with her tongue. It was her who needed a reward for the hard work now, so I got on the floor and pinned her down while the other girl was catching her breath post orgasm.

I just stuck my fingers into her wet pussy which was just throbbing and waiting to be filled, pumping in and out with varying speeds and angles to get her whimpering in no time, not breaking our smoldering eye contact whatsoever. It took just a couple of minutes to get her cumming, the way she was already so aroused from tasting pussy a turn on for me too as I gave her what she needed, which was a hot fingering session that'd change her life.

That's when the hyung line walked in on all four of us butt ass naked on the floor in the dorm living room, their feet freezing up in their steps and faces turning ghost pale at the crazy sight.

"Oh, right hyungs... We're all fucking each other's girls if y'all hadn't caught on already. Bangtan for life, am I right?" 

a/n ♡

i imagined jungkook being a key player to tie up all loose ends in this series, the way he disapproves of the hyungs dirty behavior but ends up doing the same exact thing an ode to his bratty maknae side and how he's "allowed" to get away with things being the youngest

— using gen z words: "no cap", "baddie", "tea spilt" reflects his age as he throws in more slang than others

— his fearlessness: jungkook is as brave as it gets in bts, none of the other members being on this level despite their dirty confessions

— feelings towards members: even in his diary he's quarreling with seokjin like irl (calling him out for "no morals", saying he lives to make jin suffer). meanwhile, he seems to view namjoon as an authoritative figure like irl, and his closeness with tae and jimin shows when he decides to call them to gossip about the drama

[zexapher]

Sad Weiss Diary - A Proud Dad

Day 31 of our Sad Weiss Diary and the final day of White Knight Month has arrived. And with it, Weiss lets Klein know that she and Jaune are dating.

Klein looks upon the young woman he's raised all her life, expressing his happiness for her. And sharing that he's come to see her as if Weiss was his own daughter. Weiss, of course, took this heartfelt expression with grace. She certainly did not turn into a blubbering mess. Well, the hug may have been a little loud.

Give a great big thanks to Akumu Oukoku! I know I can't express how immensely thankful I am for their help. They made the huge scale and daily updates of this project possible. They've made an absolute ton of truly wonderful edits.

Always a big fan of Klein looking out for Weiss through the story. So, I had to be sure he made an appearance in the Sad Weiss Diary. The man certainly has a lot of reason to be proud of the family he's cared for all these years.

White Knight Week is gone, and White Knight Month as well. We're all sad to see it go, but be happy that they've left us with such amazing content to enjoy! Don't let their passing discourage you from putting something together going forward! After all, every day is White Knight day in our heart of hearts! Plus, we always have White Knight Wednesdays!

With the end of White Knight Month, so too ends the Sad Weiss Diary. But wait, what's this?! I'm planning to have one last finale diary entry tomorrow?! A bonus day to give the series a proper send-off! So, be on the lookout for that!

This past month has seen Akumu Oukoku and myself put together a ginormous amount of entries for the Sad Weiss Diary, with a little help from folks on the discord as well. Feel free to check out what we've made, I've got them all listed in the collection! And be sure to keep an eye out for more projects in the future!

Sad Weiss Diary Collection!

[sciroccoorion35]

Lockwood POV

I've seen some discussion about whether you could write the L&Co books from Lockwood's pov and how difficult that would be with his book characterisation, but I think I've got it!

The Very Secret Diary of A.J. Lockwood

The Screaming Staircase from Lockwood's POV Rating: T WC: 543

Day 1: Well, it’s official! George and I have started our own agency right out of 35 Portland Row. Lockwood and Co. at your service. The paperwork was a chore, but we’ve done it. Now to begin building our reputation. I have plans for attracting a high paying clientele with interest in the kind of personalised, bespoke care only a small, independent agency can provide.

Day 16: Inspector Barnes himself came by today to inspect our headquarters. He also gave me some warnings about the way we took out the ghost over on Bagley Walk, but we got it to the furnaces in the end, so I don’t see that it’s any big deal. Looking forward to showing this Barnes what we can accomplish without the need for adult supervision.

Day 72: George left his ghost jar in the bath again. Seriously considering writing up an official company policy that covers this. Or possibly just a renter’s agreement.

Day 117: Hired a new assistant. His name's Robin. I think he's gonna be great. Wow, this is really starting to feel like a proper agency!

Day 123: Robin ran off a roof in a blind panic. Not a great start tbh. I will need to do a much better job checking the next assistant's fortitude. Maybe George can help me come up with something...

Day 175: New hire Miss Lucy Carlyle! I really think we've got a good one this time. She's asked me to call her Lucy and it feels weird somehow with her for some reason. But I'll be damned if I'm going to call George 'Mr. Cubbins' so I will have to get used to it.

Day 346: Lucy has burned down a house. Granted, the Type 2 inside really whipped it up into a conflagration, and yes, I did forget to bring the chains, but still, there’s no denying it was her Greek fire that was the initial spark explosion.

Day 349: 60,000 pounds!?!? Bloody Barnes. He’s doing this on purpose. He wants us out of business and out of his hair. I’ve put on a brave face in front of George and Lucy but I don’t know how we can possibly get through this. 

Day 351: I have a plan. It’s a little risky, and I need to do as much preparation and snooping as I can manage to squeeze in, but if handled carefully, I think I can save the agency and even put us ahead of where we were before. If not, well, this might just be my last entry as A.J. Lockwood, head of Lockwood and Co.

Day 365: What a year it’s been! I forgot to update after the Combe Carey affair, but it was spectacular! I’ve got a bunch of press clippings I’ll stick in here for posterity, but the important thing is that the agency is right where it should be. Between me, George and especially Lucy, I really feel like there’s no case we can’t take on. Things are truly looking up!

Day 365, part 2: Lucy has just told me the most extraordinary thing. On second thought, maybe I shouldn’t write it down just yet. Wouldn’t want anyone to think…anyways, please disregard. Looking forward to a fruitful year 2!

[yetanotherhiddlestoner]

Summary ~ Daryl finds a journal on a supply run and reads it, what will happen when he sees the world through someone else's perspective?  Comment if you wish to be added to the Tagslist.

Words ~ 2400ish Warnings~ A time jump other than that none. Sorry for any mistakes!! (Gif not mine, all credits go to angelwings-crossbowstings)

The Entries Chapter 2.

8 months pass, and Daryl spends the months working in the Commonwealth, going between all the communities, helping them build more houses for the new survivors, going on supplies runs, hunting and expanding the map for areas that they have explored and cleaned out. The latest run took him 4 days by bike. Daryl always checked out the big supermarkets first, before hitting the smaller ones. 

Daryl reaches behind him and grab a single arrow, tapping it on the glass to attract anything inside, he waits for a few before entering the building, the smell of decay hitting him, but he ignores it, he quickly glances around before his eyes stop on a book, almost the same to the first one he found. He walks over to it, opening it to the first page, he notices your handwriting. 

Like a child guarding your diary from anyone who dares to read it, it reads. "The journal of Y/N Y/L/N. Keep out (Just kidding keep reading. It's fine)"

He places the journal into a basket as he searches the shelves for anything these days, he has been keeping an eye out for seeds to plant in the gardens, he found that those were one of things that many left behind in a hurry. He wonders how long it has been since you have been here. Were you the one who killed the walkers inside? 

That night he takes shelter in the office of the supermarket as the wind picks up outside and the rain pitter patters against the windows. Daryl was not wanting to risk getting caught in a horde in this weather. He sits with his back against the door, candles lighting up the small room. He opens the book, the paper crinkling as he flips through, looking at drawings, photos and small writings at the start. Entry update number ????? "It has been months since my last update, I just had to find the right book to keep writing, as if it matters though and if you found my old journal than you know what I am doing, you know my name and a bit of my story, I am wondering if you are enjoying it so far?. I know it is not an award-winning journalism but for the end of the world, you gotta take what life gives you, it's hard to write daily about the same thing that is why I try to write when big things happen, can you imagine how boring each entry would be if they were all the same? I am sure that if this was a blog you would be reading it (I joke trust me I would never write a blog)

I have come across some nice folks, I even have a group now, its small but we are doing ok, we are surviving, it is not living but it does the trick. I have learnt how to fight and hunt a little, Manny is teaching me how to track wildlife. They have a camp, it has high walls and rooms for us, it's safe enough. I can never trust anyone is 100% safe; I take my turns keeping guard and helping on supply runs. We are talking about moving to a bigger location, but we are yet to find it. We want to build crops and have animals to raise." Once again there are pictures some of before the end of the world, others from your camp. He notices the changes on your face, the way your face now tells a tale that you don't need a journal to read, a tale of survival. You glued a before and after on the page, before was you dressed up about to go out, makeup and hair done, handbags and high heels and now the after was jeans, combat boots, a t-shirt and jacket, you traded the handbag for a rifle and your hair is brushed back into a bun, he notices the scar that starts above your eye then under, wondering when that happened. If Daryl was being honest, he prefers the now you over the old you.

Entry 20 something~ "I can't remember that last entry of my old journal, so I'll start at 20 this time. My camp is on the move, we started getting more biters daily that we feared for our supplies, bullets mostly. Manny and Tim distracted them and moved them away while we loaded the cars with what we had and moved out, unfortunately we lost Tim. Biter got him on the way back to the meet up point, Manny had to put him down, I tried to comfort him, but it was hard.  I no longer feel sadness; it is like I have gotten used to losing people that tears don't form so easily these days. I try not to make too many attachments. I have had to learn to shut emotions off, some of the group hate that other get emotional over people's death, they view it as weak. I will miss Tim, but I can't mourn him, that is just the way it is now." Daryl blows the candles out and places the book next to him, as he lays in the darkness, trying to sleep. He understands where you are coming from. This new chapter isn't made for the ones who are constantly sad over losses, they are viewed as a liability. He can recall the two times he has shown weakness, the first when he found Carol and friends after the losing the prison, the second was the death of Beth. Growing up Daryl was used to being beaten by a parent and as child he learnt to shut down when you just want to break down, he always had Merle there but even his brother taught he that men shouldn't cry, it makes you weak and pathetic.  

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The days and weeks roll into one for Daryl, he continues reading you journal whenever he can, Carol catches him one day while he is meant to be working on his bike, reading an entry, detailing about your latest kill of a deer you had hunted yourself, how you tracked it and bought it back to the camp. "What's that you got Daryl?" She asks, he looks up at her. "Nothin'" Daryl responds gruffly, grabbing the book and shoving it into his bag. "Nah uh Dixon, you're reading something" The older woman says, smirking "Tell me is it a romance novel? Or a drama novel?" Carol jokes but stops when she takes note of Daryl's face. "It's nothin' like' 'hat" He tries to defend it. "Come on Daryl, tell me" Eventually Daryl gives in and explains what it is exactly. "So there some random girl out there leaving journals around and you just happen to keep finding em?" She asks flipping through the pages, going over them a little. "I find them intriguing ok" He shrugs, carol nods. "I am not judging Daryl, mind if I read the first one?" She asks, he nods and goes inside to retrieve it for her, passing it over to her. "Bring it back, ok?" Daryl asks. He is not too sure why he is protective of your journal, but he was. "I will Daryl don't worry" Carol walks away, her reading the pages already.

He pulls the book back out and continues reading. Entry 24 (I think) "First time eating deer and it wasn't as bad as I thought it was, the men skinned it and got the meat ready for dinner, we are going to try and use the fur for the winter, the kids need new clothing, warm clothing. We are lucky, the meat will feed us for a couple meals, our community is big enough that we won't waste it.  Biter- 60 Human- 6 Animal- 18

Entry 25 (I truly don't know, I have lost track of time)

"Can one truly lose humanity in this world? Can one only kill the dead and let the living free? Where does the line blur for good and bad these days? Where does the line between friend and enemy start? Who is to govern the right and wrong these days? I lay here wondering, so many thoughts go through my mind daily, what we lost from the old days. What are we trying to gain? Is there really a future for the generations that are being born now?"

Daryl wipes his dirty hands on the rag and shuts the book again. He puts it away and places his tools back on the shelves, heading inside to start having dinner.  Going to bed that night, he wonders if you were still out there. Somewhere.

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You were running, again, the groans of the undead behind you, but you couldn't stop. Your chest is burning with each breath you took, your legs starting to feel like jelly. You have no doubt blood running down your legs from the stick and branches that have stabbed you while you run but you can't stop, you have to keep running. Your friends scattered to the winds after a horde came through your community. You break through the trees to the road, a car comes speeding down the road, skidding to a stop in front of you, adrenaline that once flowed through you quickly gets replaced with exhaustion as you pass out, your backpack taking most of the fall as they hop out of the car, rushing over to you, the last thing you hear is a male's voice commanding them to load you carefully into the car. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Daryl's bike flies down the road, the wind whipping through his dirty hair, he doesn't care, getting out off the walls that keep them safe is something Daryl enjoys.  The truck behind him following him to the next location for scavenging, this destination is almost a 5-day drive one way, but everyone knew they needed to expand further out, so taking the truck for the items was the plan.  This run consisted of Daryl, Carol and Morgan. As night fall came, they used the truck as shelter for the night, Daryl's bike pushed against the side of the truck while Morgan and Carol sat in the back, talking. Daryl sat in the corner, leaning against the cold metal of the truck he used the torch to continue reading. Not really in the mood to socialize. Entry 26-

"I don't know how much longer I can fake happiness. I can't keep pretending like everything is going to be ok. I do it for the kids, they are so scared most days. I hear them crying to their mothers at night, afraid of the darkness, after of the biters. They will learn over time, they will need to learn how to fight to survive. Life wasn't meant to be like this though, not for them." Entry 27-

"Mother Nature gave us a lucky break, with the storm that hit last night, we were able to fill barrels of water, finally we have clean drinking water for the kids. It felt so nice to be able to wash all the dirt and grime off me in that rain, washed my hair, we were able to wash our clothes during the day as the rain hung around.

You never notice how much you truly take for granted till you don't have it. I miss having running water, hot showers, fast food my god I could down a hamburger right now. I miss being able to go out, have fun, go to the movies, even missing shampoo and conditioner. I miss my friends, miss being able to go outside my house without having to fight for my life daily. The rain gave us a chance to be happy, even if it was just for the short time.  ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

You start to stir in the back of the car, you hear voices talking around you. Your eyes flutter open, and you try to sit up. "Woah be careful" A male voice says beside you. You look over at him. "Where am I?" You croak out, the man passes you a bottle of water. You quickly open it and chug it. "You are currently in our vehicle heading back our community, we almost hit you as you rushed out of the woods last night" "Who are you people?"  "My name's Aaron, Michonne and Maggie in the front seat." "I'm Y/N." "Where do you come from?" Michonne asks. "I had a small set up, but a horde of biters came out of no-where and we got spilt up" You explain sadly. "Biters? You mean the walkers?" Maggie says, looking at you quickly You grunt in pain,"Ain't they the same thing?"  "We need to ask you some questions if you don't mind. The first being how many walkers have you killed?" You try to think of how many you might be up to know "I would say around 120ish, I have lost track" "Next question. How many humans have you killed?"  "Ten" You answer.

"Why?" Maggie asks the last question. "The first couple of people, they were out to hurt me, they wanted not only my supplies but my body" You look away ashamed. "One was he didn't want to turn, but he had been bit so I had to put him down before he died. Each person after that I had to do what I needed to survive, to protect the ones within my small community."

They all look at each other, before Maggie focus is back on the road.

"I'm sorry did I say something wrong?" You question them. "No it's not that, you just said you had a small community, we just got a radio call while you were resting saying they found some straggles coming to the gate, we just wondering if perhaps they were some of you folk"

I look out the window to the trees passing us, should I be thankful that there might be some of us left? Aaron passes you back your backpack and smiles. "Why don't you get some rest, we not too far out from our community, we will have the doctor check you over, you have some nasty cuts on your legs, I assume from running" Aaron says, his eyes on the road while Maggie drives. You do just that, you close your eyes and let the sound of the car put you to sleep.

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Tagslist ~ @clairealeehelsing

[channelmariegreen]

Okay! So let’s go over the crazy stuff in the most recent Welcome Home update and my theories!! SPOILERS!!! Buckle in because it’s gonna be long one ☝️

First thing I noticed was the fact that Wally is gone from the “What Is Welcome Home” page and completely gone from the home page. Next thing, when you go to The Neighborhood on mobile- it’s crossed off in crayon! But on the computer his home is there and when you go to his character sheet- he’s not looking at us anymore ☹️ so either WHRP changed it or there’s a reason why he’s not looking at us- also what if on the next update he’s gone from his character sheet? 😣. When I saw that- I was like “what? 😟 maybe he’s looking towards his character sheet as, like, a subliminal message? Or he needs to tell us something?” And let me just add- I think that WHRP is either making efforts to remove Wally from the website so he can’t intervene or Wally removed himself for certain reasons… I’m so big brained ☝️🤓because I go to his audio to see if it changed and it did, it had this distorted ringing sound. Either he’s calling us or someone is calling him- since it sounded weird it could be either-or, I could be wrong tho. Next, click with two fingers on his picture, click “save image as” and you get the title of it and it says “ringring” which Wally clearly left as a clue so we could find him. You go to the toy phone ☎️ on the toys page and click Wally’s button and it brings you to the Ringring audio. In the audio you can tell he’s showing more of his emotions and personality- I think the thing that’s holding him back is not wanting to scare us and/or maybe not wanting to scare us off so we can help him. But, you can tell he’s getting really frustrated, not only because he’s alone, he can’t hear us and us not being there clearly halts his efforts somehow(we’ll get to that) ✌️but also because his efforts to spread light on everything are being stopped. He said when he came back, nothing was how he left it(secret audios, secret tapes, secret pages, etc) like I said, Wally was trying to spread light and tell the truth but now I think WHRP is watching like a hawk and is deleting and reverting all the things he changed. Also! Next- He said he’s not in the same room as us but he’s trying and he’s getting better 😟 uh, so I won’t be suprised if in the next update that W.’s next diary entry on AWAYFROMPRYINGEYES is about hearing or seeing stuff from the corner of their eye, dude! 😖 and I just realized! W. was already saying they’ve been getting even more paranoid(but that could be because of the research. But, we’ll get to that another time since this is already so long!)

Now here’s my question: he sounded very frustrated when he said something like “I know what words are. I saw words. I followed them!” Either he’s referring to when WHRP was leaving commands for him, he followed them, they maybe thought it was too much and they moved to this website which may have confused him(which maybe wouldn’t make sense because he left bugs on this website for us to find too) or I think that when W. left letters around the website for us to see and find their website so they could also spread light on the weird stuff going on in welcome Home and potentially WHRP, I think Wally saw it and maybe misinterpreted it as a signal to travel to the AWAYFROMPRYINGEYES website. I thought he traveled through TV channels- but, especially now that he said the channels were dark when we weren’t there. But this has me thinking- was he the one who gave commercials and the Homewarming episode? 🤔 also another thing to note- since he travels through channels I think that whenever we turn off the TV or don’t visit the website(or whatever else) he can’t see or feel so that tells me it’s kind of like a void whenever that happens.

Lastly for Wally, I think that he knows now that his efforts are clearly being silenced so now- like he said “to avoid trouble” he’s going to give us more subliminal messages that aren’t easily found! So we need to look out, everyone! ☝️

Next, onto Julie: let’s talk about the Springtime Salutations storybook. Why did they have ringing as the “turn the page” sound? and also it didn’t even happen everytime you had to turn the page! Also, just like last time the words were going find of off script- which I think that in realtime these storybooks are being recorded by the characters and maybe a crew of people or something? and the characters know they’re being recorded because, 1. they talk to the narrator all the time and 2. On the last secret tape of Julie, she said she lost her microphone!

Also, remember everything that happened during Homewarming? The narrator on the Springtime Salutations said something about a cold, dark winter- so I think more stuff went down that we don’t know about. Now, in the first tape, frank and Julie went around and Julie was helping bloom the flowers(this tells us it took place during the Springtime Salutations) and this one flower would not open(the black tulip which I saw someone say that it’s a winter flower! So of course it’s not going to open- it’s spring!) and I could tell she was getting pretty discouraged and a sad when she couldn’t get it to open. Which- normal, okay 👌 maybe it takes some time, what caught my eye the most was that Frank said “I think I’ve found something in a sunflower! But I can’t seem to pry it open!” 😧 yeah- like I said I’m pretty sure they’re being watched or taped, either by staff or Wally. Tape 2: Julie is demonstrating to frank how she opens the flowers but again the black one isn’t opening! She seems even more discouraged but is clearly trying to hide it. Tape 3: Julie’s voice sounds different… more human? And I think that might be her voice actor(we’ll get to that 🫵) and then she switches back and puts on her cartoony voice and persona. She tries to maybe relate to the flower and get it to maybe not be scared when it opens up(which- she also talked about how sometimes Barnaby and howdy are rude to her. I don’t think Barnaby is trying to hurt her feelings, howdy tho 😒 I like howdy but he’s kinda rude- especially to Eddie so him being rude to Julie isn’t as surprising). She was recounting the time she met frank and then her and frank met Wally- at the end Wally said: “Did all that really happen, Julie?”(we’ll get to that 👏). Tape 4: she sounds confused as to why the flower STILL hadn’t bloomed! And she was starting to get more upset(in her thoughts) and she was trying maybe apologize if it was anything she did that didn’t make it bloom. When she was referring to her the Sweet Briar play- where a prince had to wake her from her sleep- she thought to herself “if only it were that easy…” now- hm 🤔 she also said “you’ll be gone” most likely to the flower. Now, why is she so hellbent on the flower blooming? Now onto tape 5- the last tape. This seemed to be the same day as the “Your Darling Broadcast” and this is when Julie seemed to loose it. She was walking with frank and asked him to wait there since she “saw her family” and he seemed like he was gonna be grumpy as usual but I think he saw her face and maybe she seemed a bit desperate so that’s why he changed his tune. She seemed so upset and frantic when she saw that the flower didn’t bloom and she seemed like she was so desperate for it to open! She seemed scared that someone would see and maybe something would happen to her if she didn’t get it to bloom- which is interesting and further proves my suspicions that they’re being looked over or watched(we’ll get to that- I know you’re tired of hearing that 😅). Then that weird bug thing that we kept seeing in this update flew on the flower and looked at her and that’s where the video ends! Which seemed like the last secret but I kept seeing this image of frank looking kind of in shock and I finally found it.

I think this is what ended up happening- remember when on the Halloween storybook when sally was talking about a monster that come out at night and that’s why they don’t go outside and Julie said on one of the secret tapes aren’t allowed to go out at night (Julie’s words) and that’s why not many people live in Home 🤔 I think that bug thing is it and I think that it might’ve k**led Julie because- it was evening in her tape and on the photo of frank it looked like it was getting late and he looked in shock- 😮 I think she’s either injured or just gone now.

Now! Onto the second to last part:

That little bug thing- like I said it might be the monster going around or maybe a by product of it. When Wally drew what he thought happiness looked like- for us it was covered in black but if you brighten your screen it’s the creature- it’s also the same creature that W. got in a toy box on their doorstep. I think maybe Wally was trying to give a subliminal message to Julie but she just didn’t catch it. I think that the reason some things are covered in black is because Wally or whoever is sending those “gifts” is trying to hide pieces of information from WHRP

Lastly: okay. Overall I think playfellow workshop made this cartoon universe with all the characters and maybe Mr. Dorelaine wanted it to be more real, so I think it sorta’v turned into a cult, they k**led the voice actors, put their souls and or*ans into the puppets(i think that’s part of why their only memories are made up) and somehow made that world in the TV. I think Wally is a special case though- I think they made him from scratch or he might be the first experiment, thus why he has the abilities the others don’t, and understands and does things the others can’t. This can also be explained by the constant eyes we see, the correlation between Wally’s use of his multiple eyes and the other eye symbols we see. It also seems to me that the “sun” they have looks like the eye on Wally’s radio episode!! 😬 all I’m saying is, is whatever their guardian is- is clearly connected to Wally especially. I also think WHRP has to have something to do with it because if they were clearly trying to experiment and also communicate with Wally and if they truly wanted everything out there and nothing sketchy was going on they could’ve had a separate serious website where they could clearly talk to him and maybe get him out so we could see eveything, but 🤷 I don’t trust those people at all!

Also one more thing! ☝️ why was Wally so scared of us forgetting him? Maybe he was scared that all of his efforts would be kinda wasted if we forgot him- which is valid, or is it for a different reason 🤔

There are little tiny things that I’ll get into another time but that’s it for now! 👏🎬

Okay! Now the links for the tapes and image of frank. Each one is the regular url for welcome home and then after the net put

1: /revengemessagebeware

2: /innocenceconstancyaspell

3: /regardforgetfullnesssilence

4: /temptationdreamshope

5: /tearsrememberanceinstanility

6/revengeinnocenceregardtemptationtears

(That last one was definitely the end of her tapes and I think the end of Julie 🤦)

Okay! If you have any thoughts or theories please tell meeee [EDIT: NOO! Tape five is gone! 😭]

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[drabbletron]

Long Update!

|| tl;dr: I hem and haw about my busy life and lack of posting content! ||

So, as I've been saying, life is getting super busy with me right now with work and lack of time at home for anything but decompressing. I will not be able to post like I was! I'm pretty sad about it, but I don't want to over do myself and end up struggling to write (I'm sort of doing it now). These things happen and I fall into cycles like this. It's just what I do.

To remedy the issue of burnout and overexertion I would like to be posting much slower, but with hopefully higher quality content. That means that, should I answer asks in my inbox, they may be smaller/shorter drabbles (which hopefully means I can post them on tumblr instead of Ao3), while saving the big stuff for the weekends. It's funny because "drabbles" are supposed to be only 100 words long. I use that term loosely to mean "short" fics. Think one-shots or mini-shots. It's where the username comes from (drabble + megatron).

Anyway, the point I'm making is that I can either do a bunch of little things and be social or I can focus on big things and be absent. I don't feel I am capable of both. I just have too much going on right now. At the same time, I love interacting with everyone here and I love the engagement. It's how I've been able to make friends! (lookin at a few of yall rn!)

I also have a lot of scraps of writing in my drafts that I'm getting a little sick of looking at, if I'm being honest here. I'm probs just going to empty all of those out and get it over with. Who knows, you guys might like them (as if I haven't been saying that for a week or two now lol)!

I'm unsure why I can't just part with my drafts though lol! I feel like a little hoarder sometimes because I keep deluding myself into thinking "this is going to be some super awesome mega-fic one day" and it's literally just two lines of dialogue of characters dirty talking lolololol!

Really there's so many things I would like to work on, like a dating sim! I have so much of it planned out, but learning ren'py is a slow process due to lack of time and dedication. I have an entire Trello board and a few plot points and even a character list with little outlines and some dates. I want to share it, but I know that once I do share all of it, it can kill my drive to work on it lol. It's a whole "move in silence" thing and whatnot, sorta how I feel about Golden Boy and The Pot and The Kettle.

It's super late as I write this, so I'm kinda tired, but I wanted to get this out there for anyone who wants to read this. It's sorta like a little diary entry for me lol!

If you stuck around this long to read it, thanks a bunches! I'm glad you're here and I'm glad you like what I do. If not, that's okay too! I love this blog and this fandom dearly, I just am very busy right now.

Enjoy!

- D. Tron! 🧡✨

[thebrothel]

Can Vamp share some of his journal entries about Raider with us? I just know he sits in his room scribbling poetry and short stories all night. Probably pining about Raider and Sweetpea's love story and how much he wants this for himself. Pushing his cute readers up on his nose, all snuggly in his cardigan, lounging in a big velvet vampire throne chair he bought at an Anne Rice estate sale. Cutie pie. 🩸

awww I love this thought, @rifflovesjoey . ty ❤️

Vamp Diary 🍆🎬

Night walks is still in bed with the stranded reader. I can’t get in my restful state because I'm so fascinated.

*Update* Restful state achieved in my heart but not my mind. Went out for fresh air and saw Raider carry Sweet pea in her sleep. You can’t tell me he doesn’t love her. The bond they share gives my heart such peace. "Not me" being a raider-loves-sweet pea "truther." But it's true. . .

❤️ He says it with his eyes. He says it with his arms and with his hands and with his lips and tongue, just not out loud. ❤️

My admiration for them isn’t about the smut, but sometimes my mind does drift to their intimacy.

❤️ She hears it in her heart. She feels it in her core. But she deserves to hear it it his words. One day, I know she will. ❤️

Rewatched some raider fics. I could make a whole murder board of evidence that they are in love. And so inspiring: he can trust her. And he does. He even gives her a gun. It is encouraging to see another relocated reader share this level of trust with her Joel. She wants to stay. Would my special one stay?

Sweet pea loves Raider. She really loves him. The more I see them together, the more I have hope for me and my special one. If sweet pea can love raider that much after how they began, my special one could love me too, even after I relocated her before her consent.

🖤 The jagged edges of his heart draw blood, another drop wasted each time he pushes her away. But his arms seem to heal her every time he pulls her back against him. 🖤

Still rewatching raider fics and I realized how much of their story happens outside, out in the world. Sweet pea looks happy in the sun and in the grass. I need to give that to my special one.

❤️‍🔥 Their love makes my skin warm with hope. ❤️‍🔥

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[maxinemaxmayfield]

Twelve Days of Stranger-mas (5/12)

I'm using the twelve days of Christmas prompts from the @strangerthingswritersguild to create an ongoing fic with a short chapter for each day! steddie | teen&up | temporary character death

PART ONE | PART TWO | PART THREE | PART FOUR

Day 5 Prompt: Five Handwritten Notes

Robin had suggested it. Steve had scoffed and shook his head and sworn he wouldn’t try it. But here he is, pen in hand and notebook in front of him on his desk. Closure, Robin had said he needed.

Dear Eddie Munson, 

Steve scratches that out immediately, feeling like a twelve year old girl writing a diary entry. It’s not like Eddie’s actually going to fucking read it anyway. He tears out the whole page and tosses it into the trash can across the room. 

It takes another week before he tries again. 

Hey Eddie. It’s been two months since you didn’t come back from the Upside Down. It feels like so much longer and yesterday at the same time. It’s not like you’re the first person we’ve lost, so I don’t know why this has hit me so much harder. Maybe it's because of the kids. They talk about you all the time. Sometimes I act like it annoys me, but honestly it’s kind of nice to learn more about you. Those kids idolize you, man. They really do. 

Steve hides the journal under his mattress when he’s done, feeling even more like a twelve year old girl, but he can’t risk it falling into the wrong hands, especially with Dustin hanging around all the damn time nowadays. 

Eddie – Fucking hell, I wish you were here to take Dustin off my hands for a while. I know he’s grieving but holy shit, dude. I wake up to him checking in on the walkie every morning, can’t go to work without him stopping by every single day. I can’t even go to sleep without telling him first, otherwise he’ll come banging on my door in the middle of the night, convinced I’ve been attacked by Vecna. 

Time keeps dragging on, and Steve starts to find comfort in writing his stupid little notes to Eddie. He finds himself sitting down most nights, just updating Eddie on his day, however boring. 

I’m sick to the gills of Hawkins, Eddie, I really am. I always thought I’d live my whole life here, settle down with a little family, all that shit. But it’s day after fucking day rewinding tapes, seeing the same kids and same couples and same assholes coming in to rent the same rotation of movies and I think I might lose it, Eds, honestly.

And when things in his life change, when there’s big news or something to vent about, Steve finds himself counting down the hours until he can write an update and get all his thoughts out on paper. 

Robin has a girlfriend. I don’t know if you knew Vickie? Played clarinet in the marching band? Anyway, she’s nice enough, and I’m happy for Robin, so happy for her, she deserves a girlfriend after everything. But… I’m also kind of lonely. We used to moan about being perpetually single together and now all Robin wants to do is talk about Vickie. Or go see Vickie. Or call Vickie on the phone. And I’m left feeling like a pathetic third wheel. 

Do you think we would be friends, if you were still here? I know you can’t answer me, I’m not fucking stupid, but I don’t know. I think we could have been. Surviving that shit does something to you. Bonds you or something. Maybe we would have been close. Sometimes I feel weirdly close to you, just writing these. I don’t know. Maybe. Guess we’ll never know.

PART SIX