#but the other Addisons were in a basement

[avocado-frog]

Hi Isaac! 8. Is there any character you don't like at all, even though you've written them?

Hey!

I have plenty of characters that I use for general antagonists (a very long google doc page) but those are mostly just names and a few picrews if they're special enough. I have two characters that have been lurking in the background since the first version of the story. They're not in it anymore but i might give them a cameo later. been thinking about it

Out of the kids though.. Marcy. Literally she has nothing going for her. She has MAYBE six lines total, and the only reason she didn't get cut was because by the time i decided i wanted to, i had already posted the first chapter and I didn't want to edit her out. There's a secret twelfth character who got cut out right before I started posting and sometimes I find stuff I've written that still has her in it

[p-jinx]

Going crazy in the tags for this one, boss

[salfishersface]

Fun With Friends || Larry Johnson || Sal Fisher

Synopsis - A game of truth or dare turns into something more with your best friends Sal Fisher and Larry Johnson. {NOT a Sal x Larry fic!}

Warnings - NSFW.

Notes - Characters are aged 18+!

Word Count - 5k.

{Caffeinate Me}

You were sitting in Larry’s bedroom in the basement flat of Addison Apartments with both Larry and Sal. The three of you were smoking, drinking and generally just having a good time. It was four in the morning and there was no sign of anybody going to sleep when Larry piped up, “let’s play truth or dare.”

You rolled your eyes at him playfully. It was such a childish game and yet, you couldn’t help but say yes to him. Sal looked to Larry in confusion and asked, “how do you play?” 

“You’ve never played truth or dare?” Larry asked, watching as Sal shook his head while he tightened the loosening prosthetic to his face. You sighed to yourself at this movement. You wish Sal felt more comfortable around you to remove his prosthetic after all, you’d been friends for years. However you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable by bringing up the subject. Larry went on to explain the game to Sal, “it’s simple, really. We each ask each other, ‘truth or dare’ and whichever one they pick, we give them! Y/N, let’s go first, show him how it’s done.” 

“Alright,” you shrugged. “Larry, truth or dare.”

Larry thought for a moment, stroking the small hairs on his chin. “Erm, go on then. Give me a dare.” 

Now it was your turn to think. You thought hard, looking around the room for potential dares when your eyes settled on the whisky bottle in front of you. You leaned over to Sal and whispered in his ear so Larry couldn’t hear. When Sal nodded, you pulled away and looked at Larry with a grin. “We dare you to drink that whisky, without stopping, for ten seconds.” 

“That’s it?” Larry chuckled, grabbing the half-empty bottle of whisky from the floor. 

“I don’t think you can do it,” you said playfully, folding your arms. 

Larry opened the bottle of whisky and gave it a sniff before responding. “Well prepare to eat your words.” Larry smiled before he began to chug the bottle of whisky and you and Sal counted down from ten. This was more so to try and put Larry off, but that man was determined to never break a dare. And just like that, his ten seconds were up. When he pulled away from the whisky bottle, Larry made a face of utter disgust but with equal amounts of playfulness. “Tastes better with lemonade that’s for sure,” he chuckled as he wiped his mouth with his sleeve. 

You were half impressed with your friend and nodded slowly. “Well, I didn’t think you’d be able to do it.” 

“So… What happens if you fail a dare?” Sal asks, cocking his head to the side. 

“You shook your head and laughed. “Nothing Sal-”

“You’ll just be known as a chicken forever and we’ll lose all respect for you,” Larry interrupted jokingly. You pushed Larry in the side, causing him to fall off the bed and onto the ground with a drunken giggle. 

“I think I’ll take a truth then,” Sal said, smiling underneath his prosthetic. 

Larry stood up and sat back onto the bed next to you while flashing his friend a toothy grin. “Alright Mr Straight A’s. Did you ever cheat on a test when we were at school?”

You could see Sal’s eyes widen through the holes of his prosthetic. He wanted to lie and say no, but what fun would the game be if he lied when he was supposed to tell the truth. So, he nodded. “Once, yeah. It was on a physics test.”

“Why did you do that? You were great at school!” Larry laughed, pouring himself another glass of whisky and lemonade for the three of you. 

“That can be another truth for you and I’ll tell you,” Sal smirked, winking at his best friend before turning to you. “Okay, Y/N. Truth or dare?” 

“Truth,” you said, not even hesitating. 

The two men looked at each other and Larry nodded, signalling that he had a truth for you. “Do you have a favourite best friend?” He asked, pointing between himself and Sal. 

You chuckled and shook your head. “No. I love you both equally.” 

“Come on Y/N, that’s no fun!” Larry pouted, watching as you took a sip of your drink. 

“Next time, ask me a better question then,” you remarked. “Okay Larry, it’s you again. Truth or dare?”

“I pick dare,” Larry said immediately. 

“Erm,” Sal thought before raising up a finger, signalling he had a dare for Larry. “Try to lick your elbow!” 

“Sally, that’s a shit dare,” you said, smiling widely at him. 

“It’s all I could think of,” Sal said with a shrug, smiling back at you awkwardly. 

But once again, Larry wasn’t one to break a dare and so, he attempted to lick his elbow. He failed miserably. You and Sal burst out laughing. “Ha ha ha, so funny. Larry can’t lick his elbow!” Larry said sarcastically, returning his arm to his side. 

“No, no, it’s not that. It was just the look of pure determination on your face!” You squealed, leaning towards Sal and pulling the same facial expression that Larry had pulled. Sal’s laughter echoed through the room whilst Larry pouted at the pair of you. 

“Alright alright,” Larry said in an attempt to get you to stop mocking him. “Sal it’s your turn, truth or dare?”

“Truth, again.”

“Are you crushing on anyone right now?” Larry asked, watching as Sal lifted up his prosthetic slightly so he could take a large gulp of his drink. 

When he had finished drinking, he placed the glass on the bedside table and nodded shyly. “Big time.” 

“Oh my God!” Larry exclaimed. “Who is it? Why haven’t you told me?!” 

Sal found himself shrugging, “I didn’t think it was important to be honest with you.”

Larry looked confused. This was major news and he wanted to hear more about it but you interrupted, a frown on your face. “If Sal doesn’t want to tell you who his crush is, then leave him alone.”

Larry stuck his tongue out at you before asking, “do you know?” 

“Not a clue,” you said truthfully, shaking your head. 

“Hmm, fine. But one day Sally Face, your secret will become common knowledge to me,” Larry said, his voice joking threat. “Your turn Y/N.” 

“I think I’ll go for dare this time,” you grinned, nodding your head feeling confident. The last two dares had been easy ones, ones you would kill for, so you thought your two best friends would go easy on you. But no, Larry had to be Larry. 

“I dare you to take off your shirt,” Larry said with a sly grin. 

You looked between your friends, shock laced your face. “My shirt?” You asked, tugging at the bottom of your shirt anxiously. Larry nodded, a mischievous grin on his face while Sal gulped down a lump in his throat. There was no way you were actually going to do the dare, right? You sighed and began to slowly remove your shirt, exposing your bra to your two male friends. Both of their eyes widened and Sal was thankful for the prosthetic covering his face because he was undoubtedly bright red. 

“Huh, I didn’t think you’d actually do it,” Larry said, biting his lip as his eyes raked across your chest. 

“Didn’t want to be known as a chicken,” you replied, trying to act calmly as you took a sip of your drink. You sat awkwardly looking down at your chest before glancing at your friends. “What? Neither of you have seen a bra before?” You joked, but they both shook their heads. You were slightly taken back by your friends answers, but just nodded your head and covered your chest with your arms before returning to the game. “Alright Larry, truth or dare?” 

“Truth.”

You didn’t confer with Sal this time. After his little confession of never seeing a bra before, you had the perfect question. “Have you ever had sex with somebody?” 

That wasn’t the sort of truth question Larry was expecting you to ask and he was slightly taken back by it that he ended up choking on his drink. “W-What?” He stuttered, wanting to make sure he had heard you right before confessing that he had indeed, never had sex before. 

“You heard me, have you ever had sex?” You repeated your question again, this time more slowly. 

Sal looked down at his feet awkwardly, tearing his eyes away from your half-exposed body as Larry shook his head and answered. “No. I’ve not. I mean, I’ve kissed girls but never actually had, you know, sex.” You smirked somewhat triumphantly. It felt as if you had gotten revenge for your dare, but little did you know this just meant Larry was about to ramp up the game. 

“Alright Sally Face,” Larry slurred, the alcohol getting to him now. “Truth or dare.”

“Dare,” he said stoically, although he already feared what his dare was going to be. 

“I dare you to take off your prosthetic and show our lovely Y/N here your face,” Larry said.

Your eyes widened at Larry’s dare for Sal and you shook your head. “Sal, you don’t have to do that-” you started, holding your hand out to touch his shoulder gently in a reassuring manner. But Sal was already removing the straps on the back of his head. When his prosthetic fell off onto the floor, Sal didn’t look at either you or Larry. He kept his head down and his eyes on the ground before downing the rest of his drink. That’s when he looked at you, flashing you an awkward and yet somewhat apologetic smile. You leaned in closer to your friend, pressing a soft kiss to his scarred cheek. “You’re beautiful, Sally.”

“Y-You think so?” He asked through a slurred stutter. You pushed some strands of blue hair away from his face and nodded, a soft and gentle smile gracing your lips. 

“That’s cute,” Larry snickered. “I dare you to kiss now.” 

“But I was going to pick truth-”

“I picked for you,” Larry shrugged. 

You sucked in a deep breath and looked at Sal, a silent way of asking him for permission. He nodded to you, indicating that he was okay with it although he was shaking slightly from anticipation. You were so beautiful to him, and even more so with his prosthetic off. He could see every inch of you and he was loving it, and to know that you weren’t scared or repulsed by him just made his heart sing. You shuffled closer to Sal and wrapped your arms around his neck before pressing your soft, wet lips against his chapped ones. Sal didn’t know what to do with his hands, but he settled on placing them on your bare waist gripping ever-so-slightly. Meanwhile, Larry watched the two of you share a sweet, yet clumsy kiss. You stayed like that for a few moments, allowing yourself to get lost in the feeling of his lips on yours before you pulled away. As you did, Sal smiled softly at you, licking his lips. He had been rendered speechless. 

Larry spoke up once again, a mischievous smile on his lips. “Now, I dare you to kiss me.”

You turned your head to look at him, eyes wide. You looked at Sal before looking at Larry once more, nodding sternly. You moved from Sal, shuffling across the bed to Larry’s position. Before you even bent down to kiss him, Larry’s hands were already on your waist pulling you down on top of his body. The kiss with Larry was more forceful than the kiss with Sal, but it was equally as clumsy. Larry became a little more suggestive as his hands moved along your hips, stroking them before sliding up your back to unhook your bra. A gasp of surprise tumbled from your lips as your bra slipped down your arms and off of your chest, leaving you completely bare to your best friends. 

“But what about the game?” You asked, pulling away from Larry’s lips to look between him and Sal. 

“Fuck the game,” came Larry’s response as he kissed you again. His tongue poked into your mouth and swirled around, savouring the taste of whisky and lemonade on your breath. Both Larry and Sal felt themselves harden at the sight of your exposed chest and Larry couldn’t hold himself back. His hands moved from the top of your back to your chest, pawing desperately at your tits. Then, his lips moved to your neck and Larry began to suck and bite at the soft flesh separating him from your jugular vein. You turned your head to the side to give Larry better access to your neck, taking the opportunity to look at Sal. A soft whimper escaped you as your eyes met Sal’s and you had to bite your lip to stop yourself making any more noise. You could feel the wetness growing between your legs at both Larry’s movements and the way Sal was watching you intensely. As Larry continued to kiss up and down your neck, you used your forefinger to beckon Sal towards you. He hesitated but slowly made his way over to your side. You turned the top half of your body to face him, still sitting on top of Larry and grabbed Sal’s shoulders, pulling him towards your lips again. This time, the kiss was much fiercer. A whimper of surprise left Sal’s lips as he welcomed the kiss, your tongue trailed his bottom lip begging for entrance. Larry looked up from your neck to see you making-out with Sal and in response, bit down hard on your neck. 

“Larry!” You shrieked softly between Sal’s lips. Sal’s eyes widened at the sound of your voice, the mixture of pain and pleasure evident in your tone only seemed to turn him on even more. His cock twitched in his jeans, begging to be released. Your lips moved against Sal’s desperately wanting a reaction from your best friend. Larry continued to palm at your chest as he sucked on your neck, flicking your nipples between his fingertips. 

You pushed Larry away and quickly manoeuvred yourself off of his body and grabbed the waistband of his sweats, pulling them down slowly to reveal his grey boxers. His cock strained against the tight fabric and you could see a wet patch starting to form around his tip as the result of the pre-cum. Larry’s breath was shallow as you finally took off his trousers, eyes gazing up and down your body. He felt slightly embarrassed that you were seeing him in his boxers, but he wasn’t complaining. He had thought about this moment countless times. Once Larry was completely naked and gasped at the coolness of the air against his cock, you turned to Sal and smiled sweetly at him. “Your turn.”

Sal gulped and nodded, allowing your fingertips to grace across his crotch as you unzipped and unbuttoned his jeans almost effortlessly.  “Please Y/N,” Sal whispered, his voice barely audible. 

As you began to slide his jeans down his muscular legs, you raised an eyebrow at him and asked, “what?”

“If we’re really doing this, I don’t want to be teased for my first time, please,” he moaned. Sal’s boxers were looser than Larry’s, but you could still see his distinctive hardened length twitching at your touch. You finally tugged off Sal’s jeans and boxers and threw them across the room to meet Larry’s sweats.

You looked between the pair of them and smiled sweetly. “Who wants my mouth first?” 

 The pair looked stunned and looked at each other, silently deciding. After a few seconds, Sal nodded and Larry spoke up. “Me.” You looked at Sal, making sure he was okay with being second, but he just shrugged. As long as he got you, he didn’t care. That was all the confirmation you needed to start moving back towards Larry. You teasingly lowered your mouth around him and looked up with your eyes to see Larry staring down at you. Once your lips touched the head of his cock, Larry couldn’t stop the moans. “Oh fuck,” he hissed, watching intensley as you lowered your head between his legs and wrapped your mouth around his length. Your mouth was so warm and wet around his hard dick that he wanted to cum immediately. Larry couldn’t help but grab your hair and keep your mouth still around him for a moment while he got used to the feeling of your mouth. Once he felt he was ready, he pushed your head further down, causing his cock to hit the back of your throat. You gagged slightly, but took his cock expertly. Sal was watching you the entire time, his hand hovering over his own cock desperate to relieve the itch he was feeling. Larry looked at Sal and grinned as he began to thrust in and out of your mouth. You closed your eyes as you began to suck, swirling your tongue around the tip and licking up the droplets of pre-cum oozing from the head. “Oh God.”

You opened your eyes and looked up to see Larry in a state of complete bliss. His eyes were now screwed shut and his mouth was hanging open for the silent moans to leave his throat. You looked at Sal, mouth still around Larry, and held out one of your hands. Sal looked confused and tilted his head to the side, but found himself moving closer to you. From what you could see, Larry and Sal were quite similar in size but Larry’s cock was much fatter whereas Sal’s was thinner. Your hand wrapped around Sal’s skinny length and you began to pump experimentally as you continued to suck on Larry as if he were nothing but a lollipop. Both of the men were moaning your name in perfect harmony, it almost made you laugh at how easily you had gotten them in this state.  

After a few more moments, Larry gasped. His eyes shot up and he jerked his cock out of your mouth. You looked at him in confusion but he quickly answered your silent question. “I was going to cum.”

“I think I’m nearly there myself,” Sal whispered, biting his lip. 

You removed your hand from Sal’s cock and looked between the pair of them, shaking your head. “Not yet. Neither of you.”

Sal couldn’t help but groan as your small hand moved away from him, a cry of desperation leaving his lips. “Why not?” Sal asked, bucking his hips up in the air. 

“Want you cum inside of me. Both of you,” you said, eyes narrowing. Both Larry and Sal widened their eyes at your words and looked at each other. 

“Y/N… Are you sure?” Larry asked, earning a nod of approval from you. Sal didn’t say anything, just watched on in surprise as you began to take off your pyjama pants and underwear. Was this really happening? This was a dream come true for both of the men in your presence that they almost had to pinch themselves to make sure they weren’t dreaming. 

Once you were completely naked, you looked between your best friends. You weren’t as nervous as you thought you would be but maybe it was the alcohol coursing through your veins. You couldn’t be sure though. You lay down on the bed and spread your legs wide, waiting for one of them to make the first move. Of course it was Larry. He pressed his lips to your lower leg and trailed up your thigh, stopping right before your cunt. You were about to look down to see what he was doing, when you felt cool air against your folds. Larry had blown on you and it had sent a shiver of pleasure up your spine, causing you to open your legs further. Larry grinned devilishly at you before plunging his tongue against your folds. You gasped and cried out, grasping at the sheets below you. Larry was relentless against your cunt, lapping and sucking like a dog starved. You never would have thought that this was his first time eating pussy, but it was. Sal waited patiently, watching and licking his lips as the sight of your legs quivering over Larry’s shoulders. 

“Does that feel good?” Larry asked you as he began to nibble on your clit. You couldn’t form a coherent sentence for the life of you, so you just nodded excitedly. Your hands made their way to his long, brown hair and tugged lightly. This made Larry groan and another wave of pleasure spread through your body at the sensation. 

“I think she likes it,” Sal mused, more so to himself than to Larry, but Larry heard and nodded. His hands grasped your hips, hard enough to leave bruises but you didn’t care. You pushed Larry’s head further into your cunt and revelled in the feeling he was giving you. 

“Oh Larry!” You cried out. “I’m going to cum if you keep on going like that.”

“It’s that easy to make you cum?” Larry teased, but you didn’t hear him. Instead, you came. Harder than you ever had before. Your hands on Larry’s hair tightened and you let out a yelp as you squirted over Larry’s face, and that man didn’t waste a drop. He slurped you up like a cold drink on a summer's day. When you came down from your high, Larry was laying on top of you, staring into your eyes. “Oh you look so hot when you cum Y/N. Doesn’t she Sally Face?” 

Sal nodded and let out a shaky breath. “Yeah. Yeah she does.” Sal’s hand was now wrapped tightly around his cock as Larry slicked the tip of his head against your soaked folds, lubricating himself. 

“I already know you’re going to feel so good,” Larry mumbled to you, pressing his lips against yours as he slammed into you. You let out a choked cry and threw your head back against the mattress, eyes meeting Sal’s. 

“Larry, wait!” You whimpered, attempting to stop his hips from moving. You were being stretched and were fuller than you have ever been before that it hurt, but it hurt so good. Larry halted his movements when he saw the tears in your eyes.

“Are you okay? Did I hurt you?” He asked, panic lacing his voice. 

You shook your head and smiled at him. “No I’m okay, just… Just give me a minute to adjust before you carry on.”

Larry nodded in response and Sal came over to your side to begin literally kissing your tears away. “You’re okay,” Sal cooed, his hand stroking your head gently. You wanted to reply, but you couldn’t and that’s when Larry started moving again. 

Larry’s pace was brutal. Fast and snappy, just like him. He had been craving this moment since he learnt what sex was and now that it was finally happening, he was going to give it everything he had. Your hands flew up from the bedsheets to Larry’s back, scratching down his skin and definitely leaving marks. Moans tumbled past your lips as Larry continued his strokes, his eyes never leaving yours with each movement he made. It was romantic, in a weird way. Sal continued to pump at his cock as he watched Larry pound into you, eagerly awaiting his own turn. “Fuck you feel so fucking good,” Larry growled as he dipped his head against your neck and began to bite yet again. 

“Larry, oh God Larry!” You cried out, almost screaming. It was a good job that Larry lived alone and in the basement, because you definitely would have woken people up with the noises you were making. The bed began to creak and you feared for a second that it would break from the sheer intensity of Larry’s thrusts, but it held. The headboard, however, began to slam against the wall which only spurred on your arousal. Sal tilted his head to the side as he watched Larry’s cock emerge from your cunt before disappearing again, a sheer coat of wetness ringed around the base of his cock from your arousal and it was obvious that you were close to cumming again. Larry was close also, but he wanted to hold on for you. He wanted to give you one more orgasm before he finished inside of you, so he pulled his cock from your pussy and slipped two fingers inside of you with ease. He began pumping ruthlessly, your breasts bouncing from the force. 

“You’re making it so hard not to cum right here and now,” Larry grumbled. It was then that he felt you clench around his fingers and he knew that you were cumming. You tried to vocalise it, but you had definitely been fucked dumb and could only nod. “Okay. I’m going to cum now, okay?” Larry said to you in a soothing voice. You looked at him through glossy eyes and opened your mouth to beg for him but all that came out was a loud shout as Larry slammed back inside of you, continuing his ruthless pace. Your walls fluttered around Larry’s cock and within seconds he was spurting hot ropes of cum inside of you, moaning your name repeatedly as his head fell against your neck. His hips slowed down to a halt and after a few seconds, Larry pulled out of you. His hands caressed your face and hair as he pressed his lips to yours in a slow, passionate kiss. Then, he sat up and turned to Sal with a grin on his face. “Your turn.”

You lay on the bed completely breathless as Larry rolled off of you and Sal climbed on to you. “Y/N, you with me?” Sal asked. 

“Yeah,” you breathed out. “I’m with you. Please Sal.”

Sal smiled softly at you before slowly inserting himself inside of you, stretching you in a different way to Larry. His pace was slow and sensual, loving almost. As if pouring all of his emotion into making love to you. Sal’s lips were on yours in an instant and you immediately kissed him back. Your hands wrapped around his neck pulling him as close as possible all while Larry lay on the bed next to you and poured himself another whisky and lemonade. “God I love you. I love you so much,” Sal whispered against your lips. Your eyes widened at his confession, but you couldn’t say you were totally surprised. You let out a gasp as the tip of Sal’s cock stroked your cervix and you fell apart immediately. 

“Sally,” you whimpered breathlessly, hands locking through his blue hair. Sal pulled away from your lips and rested his forehead against yours, eyes staring into your soul as he continued to thrust his hips against you. The pleasure felt too good that tears began pouring from your lower lash line. 

“Shh you’re okay,” Sal cooed, pressing his lips against your forehead. You smiled at him in reply and pressed a hand to his scarred face. 

“You’re so beautiful Sal,” you whispered, causing him to tear up. 

“I’m glad you think so,” he let out a breathy laugh and bit his lip as he sped up his pace slightly. 

“Touch my clit,” you whispered to him. Sal trailed a hand down the front of your body and rested it between your legs, fingertips fumbling across your clit clumsily. Although he didn’t know what he was doing exactly, it felt good. “Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

“I won’t stop,” Sal reassured you. “I won’t ever stop.” At those words, you felt your third orgasm approaching. You prompted Sal to move his fingers faster across your bundle of nerves and he did, finally pushing you over the edge. You cried out his name with a sob as you gushed around him, wetting the bed sheet and a bit of his torso. Sal smiled lovingly down at you as he felt your pussy clench around his cock. “Can I cum? Can I cum Y/N, please?” 

“Yes Sally, please cum,” you begged, continuously nodding your head. Sal sped up his pace again, the headboard snapping against the wall once more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and with a loud growl, he came. You felt his cock twitch inside of you, swear you could feel his creamy load filling you up until you physically couldn’t take anymore. 

Panting, Sal kissed your cheek and your lips before whispering to you. “I love you Y/N.”

You let out a sob at his words and pulled him close to you, not allowing his cock to slide out of you just yet. You could feel him softening inside you, felt his and Larry’s mixture trickle down your thigh. It was definitely a feeling that you could get used to. Eventually, Sal moved and lay down next to you on the bed. He stared at the ceiling before he looked at you. You were already asleep, snoring ever so softly. Sal watched as your chest rose and fell with each breath you took, completely enamoured by you. 

“It’s her, isn’t it?” Larry asked quietly, looking at Sal over your naked body. 

“Hmm?” Sal asked, biting his bottom lip as he turned his head to face his best friend. 

“The person you’re crushing on. It’s Y/N, isn’t it,” Larry questioned, although it was more of a statement than an actual question. He already knew the answer.

“Of course,” Sal mumbled, laying down and throwing an arm over you. He was careful not to wake you with his movements. 

“I… Think I love her too,” Larry confessed, gulping the rest of his drink before laying his head down on the pillow and closing his eyes. Sal didn’t respond, just hummed in acknowledgement. There wasn’t much he could say after all. Neither of them knew where they stood and they wouldn’t until you woke up. Did this mean something? Or was it simply just fun with friends? They would ask you in the morning, but for now, they let you sleep peacefully between them.

[junegirl06]

Some spamton art and rambling

Spamton is a very interesting character. Anybody who had payed attention to Deltarune after chapter 2 would know this. And his sheer popularity makes sense. His odd way of speaking, the perfect mix of quirkiness and terrifying insanity, the tragic backstory. The elements are all there to make a insanely well written character. But uh- I'm not here to gush about how good of a character Spamton is. (I mean, technically I am) I'm here to look at his character specifically through the lens of him being a spam bot.

Despite what the addisons said about Spamton being "like the rest of us," I think Spamton always was meant to be a little different. The way his appearance is very similar to the addisons but not quite the same - I'm pretty sure his marketing tactics followed the same principle. Whether it was because he was simply a bit more pushy with his advertisements, or that there was something a bit unnerving about his character even before gaster/the mysterious entity came into play, I'm sure there was a reason the customers ignored him. Just like how people ignore real life spam emails. They're annoying, unsafe, weird, stupid. Spamton was always meant to be ignored. To be that one email guy popping up at people with advertisements on the streets. People just DON'T LIKE SPAM.

Then the mysterious entity came into Spamton's life. Somehow, defying all logic, they made spam emails popular. They made Spamton popular. But they also gave him knowledge on the nature of their world. That everything is controlled by the plot and other such unseen forces, and that nobody can truly make their own decisions in this world. With this, Spamton knew his popularity really wasn't supposed to have happened in the first place, but everybody already loved him, (well, the addisons left him- but that was just because they were jealous! He didn't need them!) and he'd ride the wave as high as it'd take him.

But it all came crashing sooner than even Spamton expected. Without the entity's help, the world corrected itself, and everybody went right back to hating spam emails. Spamton would go back to being that forgetful email guy. No, it was even worse now. At least back then he had some people that were friendly to him. Now... he had nobody. He didn't even have a house.

He was always meant to be this way, wasn't he? No matter how hard he tried, the world simply wouldn't let him be a big shot. Spamton absolutely hated that. He wanted to fight back against this cruel world. Now, he didn’t just want his popularity back, he wanted freedom. To escape the confines of this story and his role as a personified spam bot, to become something… more. To truly become a [BIG SHOT]!

But that didn’t change the fact he was still a spam bot. And what do spam bots do? They just keep sending emails to as many people as possible, just in the off chance somebody will click that link. That’s exactly what Spamton does to try to gain his freedom. He latched on to a ray of hope- that robot in the basement- and repeatedly attempted to sneak inside the queens mansion to get to it without regard for exactly how good his plans are, in the vain hope one of those attempts would succeed at one point. He just kept trying. Over and over and over… slowly losing his mind even more in the process. There is evidence that he tries multiple times to get inside the basement, with Sweet Cap’n Cakes mentioning a “funny little man” asking them for help to sneak in the mansion, and Swatch mentioning an impersonator- which is probably Spamton. Which uh… the image of the tiny dude dressing up as this huge bird guy and thinking it’s a clever enough disguise to get past everybody in the mansion in a funny thought- but kinda sad at the same time. Seriously- did Spamton really think there was a chance that’d work??? But I digress.

Even with his repeated unsuccessful attempts to infiltrate the mansion- there was one attempt that worked. When Kris and the player came into the picture. But even with the help of a lighter and a literal god-being on his side helping him with his plan… he still failed. That neo robot didn’t do anything for his situation. He was still trapped. And so he turned against Kris, and by extension the player, in a last ditch attempt to get his freedom. That was what fully solidified his utter failure. He was going against us. But even if he hadn’t attempted to fight the player, he would’ve have failed in any other attempt anyways.

From the very moment Spamton decided to oppose the rules of this video game world, to try to become something more than a spam bot, he was destined to fail. Even if he managed to get Kris’s soul. Even if he somehow became as powerful as Asriel in undertale, he still wouldn’t get the freedom he wants. Because he is a character in a video game, and he will never become anything more than that.

[cheesycatz]

I have reached 160k words on the fic. Considering that three out of the five pieces of Wormton fanart I've received involve unmasked Wormton interacting with Blue in some positive/lighthearted way, I'm sure you will all be happy to hear that they are completely separated and Wormton's mental state is even worse! It's okay, though, because he found a new androgynous blue person to befriend, one who can actually help him with his original plan to make Cyber City his again. Wait, no, put the soul slurping silly straw AWAY—

I'll probably change some stuff, but here's my current concept of how Wormton would fit into Chapter 2.

Spamton first detects the Heroes of Light when they fall down in front of his burrow. His soul-sensing ability is immediately overwhelmed by the sheer presence of the red SOUL, infinitely more powerful than any darkner soul he's even encountered, and somehow still infinitely brighter than the souls of the monster lightners. He sees it as an answer to his prayers, a way to give him the power to make this city his. He is cautious, though, as a powerful soul reflects a powerful owner. He stalks Kris, learning their name as he tries to get them alone. Between NPCs (and the addisons he is avoiding like his life depends on it), battles, and Noelle, it takes a while for him to find the opportunity. But, as an ambush predator, he is very patient. He takes his disguise with him, hoping to use it to gain Kris's trust. Like Flowey in Undertale, the player may catch a glimpse of Spamton on the walls or roofs, disappearing into the darkness if they turn back.

Normal fight:

Disguised Spamton corners Kris in the same alleyway, popping out of the dumpster. He pretends he's never seen Kris as he requests to see the SOUL, jumping out of the dumpster on all fours before standing up. He fights them not with the intention to kill, but to keep them trapped in a battle so he can prattle on about his “deal.” Spamton speaks about it in the vaguest terms possible, promising riches, power, to be BIG, and whatever other word-slop comes out of his mouth. He also picks up on how Kris's stiff movements remind him of his disguised self—as in, a puppet being pulled around by metaphorical strings. He wonders out loud if Kris's body even matches the SOUL they carry, and perhaps that was just enough for Kris to genuinely consider his offer. Once the player accepts Spamton's extremely dubious deal, he tells Kris to come to the Trash Zone alone and scampers offscreen, soon removing his costume and resuming his stalking.

Shop?

If the player remembers to go back to the Trash Zone (genuinely every letsplayer I've watched forgets Spamton even exists if they're not trying to do the secret boss, so emphasis on the “remembers”), Spamton doesn't actually let them in. His nest only had one exit, and Susie and Ralsei were standing in front of it and would definitely check it if Kris never came out. Spamton isn't confident in his ability to fight them, so he unfortunately has to keep waiting.

Spamton continues to stalk the Heroes through the mansion, easily concealed by its high ceilings. He eventually finds the basement and sees it as the perfect place to lure Kris. He leaves his disguise on the floor and smashes whatever dingy lights remained in the basement, enveloping it in darkness. He leaves and whispers to Kris between room transitions, disappearing where the player, and Kris by extension, cannot look before the other party members appear. Eventually, he retreats back to the basement, waiting for Kris to enter. Because Spamton never previously broke into the basement, it doesn't have the security forcefield, heinous tea cup ride, or encryption wall. The player can only hear scratching as Spamton walks across the ceiling in the darkness, Kris's sword being the only source of light. He tells them to find him as a distraction. Once the player finds the empty husk of his disguise, he lunges at them while laughing. Kris's armor prevents his claws from puncturing their skin, but they are still immediately restrained. His proboscis is shown for the first time as he attempts to start feeding on the SOUL, but he is knocked over by Susie's Rude Buster. Sick of waiting, Spamton finally attacks.

Secret Boss Fight

In order to defeat Spamton mercifully, the player needs to destroy his disguise to get him to focus on something other than killing the Heroes. Any magic spells used during the fight by Ralsei or Susie produce light, which makes Spamton's attacks easier to see, but also makes him angry and causes his damage to increase. All three Heroes can act to damage Spamton's disguise, but Spamton doesn't initially notice it. Throughout the fight, he continues to speak about the future for Cyber City he plans, dumping some lore about what happened to his species, fondly describing their parasitic larvae, and making it clear how much he despises the antiviruses. He purposefully uses clips he gathered of the other lightners and the Heroes, which the player can hear as his dialogue soundbyte switching to different characters. Spamton is meant for ambush hunting, not endurance, so he begins to be worn out from having to chase after the Heroes. As he slows down, he finally notices his destroyed disguise, and panics. He can't safely get out of the mansion without it, and is terrified of being discovered. He's exhausted enough for Ralsei's pacify spell to finally work. Spamton gains enough clarity to start feeling remorseful, but he passes out before anyone can make amends. He's still alive, but his gray eyes and lack of visible breathing makes him appear dead. The player can raid his destroyed disguise to obtain a Shadow Crystal and the AppleFlower item (exact same abilities as DealMakers). Maybe the fact that Spamton believes he can't survive without the disguise he has to wear kind of correlates with how Kris can't survive without the SOUL they don't want, but it's a bit of a stretch. I think the fact that Spamton could tell that the SOUL didn't belong to Kris would have shook them a little bit, but, yeah, most of the symbolism from the original NEO fight is kind of lost here.

Violent Normal Route:

The player can still fight unmasked Spamton in the basement even if they attack him during his first fight. His exoskeleton is strong enough that he doesn't get seriously injured, just angrier. The player obtains the WormScarf (exact same abilities as PuppetScarf) instead.

Weird Route:

Spamton still assists the player by telling them how many darkners are left. Idk if he'd have the thorn ring, as I don't know why canon Spamton was carrying around a torture device in the first place. He takes over the mansion, but tries to stop Kris once he learns that destroying the fountain will destroy the city he just got control over. He may have high defense, but he's extremely weak to the cold in general and is killed the moment Noelle hits him.

I'll probably rewatch a chapter 2 playthrough to look at the dialogue and events. Maybe the Jerma playthrough? I've only seen the clips from that “starring Jerma985 as Spamton G. Spamton” video I watched like four times and not the rest.

[corrupted-creatures]

Ugh okay I need to talk about Swatch and Spamton again because they make me insane. Long post under the cut

Been thinking about how Spamton and Swatch talk about each other (specifically in Swatch's in-game dialogue and the Q&A from the Spamton Sweepstakes) and how it reflects their thoughts and feelings on Spamton's downfall and eviction, the NEO body situation, and each other. I am absolutely reading too much into this but I think about them a lot and their dynamic fascinates me.

So during the Spamton Sweepstakes Q&A, Spamton says this in response to a question regarding Swatch:

I'm specifically referring to the second paragraph here. Spamton claims that Swatch only pretended to be his friend (and a close one at that, what with the "shoulder to cry on" statement), and that they only listened to Queen in the end. It is clear just in this statement that Spamton holds some degree of anger towards Swatch.

Personally, while I don't subscribe to the Acid Theory myself, I do think that Swatch may have been at least somewhat involved in Spamton's eviction (beings that they're a high-ranking employee of Queen and all). Perhaps they were the one to deliver the news to Spamton, perhaps they helped gather his things in preparation, I'm not sure. Regardless, they didn't do anything to stop it (that Spamton knew of, at least) and Spamton likely felt betrayed by this. After all, someone he viewed as a close friend (or if your a swatchton enjoyer like me, romantic interest/crush) wasn't there when he needed them most. With how catastrophically his life was falling apart, who could blame him for being upset?

Then there's the issue of the NEO body. We know that it's a very closely guarded secret that nobody is to mess with, and I wouldn't doubt if Swatch or the Swatchlings thwarted at least a few of Spamton's attempts to reach it. To Spamton, though, that is his one ticket to freedom/Heaven, and he needs it. Being denied that ticket in favor of upholding Queen's orders undoubtedly hurt Spamton and led to the anger we see, however justified you may believe it to be. His past experiences with the Addisons certainly don't help. From Spamton's perspective, I can see how he might think that Swatch only pretended to be his friend, though I don't think he fully believes that himself personally.

On the other side of the coin, we have Swatch. In their shop dialogue, they refer to Spamton with far more impersonal terms than Spamton uses to refer to them (see: "valued customer"). While it's easy to conclude that they simply didn't view Spamton as a particularly close friend based on their language, I don't believe that to be the case.

We know that Swatch has a personal connection to the NEO body. They helped turn the Lighter's hopes and dreams into a reality in creating it, after all, which is something they speak of quite fondly. We also know that it is powerful, dangerous, and most importantly, corrupted data. It is locked away in the basement due to the risk it could pose if it fell into the wrong hands. All of this to say that Spamton's repeated attempts to break into the basement to steal the NEO body, even going as far as impersonating Swatch to do so, was almost certainly a massive breach of Swatch's trust. The fact it wasn't a one-time offence would only further worsen their perception of Spamton (which is what I believe contributed to the vitriolic tone Swatch has when you talk to them after defeating Spamton NEO).

I don't think that a major betrayal of trust is the only reason for Swatch's total disconnect when talking about Spamton, though. If we are to believe that Swatch was genuinely close with Spamton (which I do), then it would make sense that they hold a lot of guilt regarding his situation.

For as high up in Queen's mansion as they are, Swatch could not prevent Spamton's eviction, nor could they disobey Queen's orders no matter how much they may wish to (something I would like to get into in another post). They did not- could not- stop any of the terrible things that happened to Spamton. Then they had to kick him out of the mansion over and over again, denying Spamton what he sought because of a desperation Swatch did not understand. And then, when Spamton finally succeeded in acquiring the NEO body and was quickly defeated by Kris after, Swatch had to grapple with that guilt as well. I think they feel like they failed Spamton above all else.

Both Swatch and Spamton feel the other has betrayed them. At the same time, though, they both care so deeply about the other that these betrayals (perceived or otherwise) have wounded them in terrible ways. There is a lot of guilt there, too, mainly on Swatch's end. Spamton's downfall, and especially the NEO body, have torn such a massive rift between the two that repairing it would take a lot of time and patience. I do, however, feel that it's not only possible, but feasible that they could as they certainly still hold the other close to their hearts in their own ways (and I've seen some fics that explore that mending beautifully).

Anyways yeah that's my thoughts about a couple of simple lines of dialogue said by characters I think about way too much. If you want to know more of my thoughts on these two, be it individually, in a ship sense, or otherwise, feel free to drop me an ask! I would love to share more of my thoughts about Swatch and Spam <3 Thanks for reading!!

EDIT: Reworded a couple of things for clarity

[serendipitous-girl]

I was going yo write a multichap for sally face but i am much better at oneshots so i am scrapping that idea however i am sharing how much i had written so far

"Why can't you let us know anything about what happened?" You argued, glaring at the stubborn police officer guarding the door. Ms.Sanderson was somebody you held dearly in your heart and she was dead so quickly. Of course you wanted ton investigate but it was difficult when police officers wouldn't answer any questions.

"Get lost, little girl." The police officer ordered, glaring down at you. You rolled your eyes and started walking away, when in the corner of your eye you noticed a person with blue hair in pigtails. They must be new to Addison apartments and possibly your age.

"Hey!" You called out, rushing towards them. You got closer and they turned around, wearing a mask? (No, actually you realized it was a prosthetic something you had seen on TV recently.)

"I'm [Name] and I live in 202. What's your name?" You said, holding out your hand for them to shake. They accepted the offer, their hand cold (but nice) as they gave you a firm handshake.

"The name's Sal but my friends call me Sally Face." The person responded, voice slightly raspy and very masculine. Oh, so the new kid is a boy. There wasn't anything wrong with that, in fact its totally cool! "I just moved in and decided to check out my neighbors."

You nodded and smiled, listening to his words. He had such a soothing voice, it was incredibly easy to listen to. You were determined to make him your friend.

"Well I can introduce you to Larry, one of my best friends who also lives here." You said, hoping Sal would take the offer. You wanted to be his friend, if he doesn't want to hang out with you now will he ever?

Much to your relief, he nods and starts following you. Maybe he can help you figure out what happened with Ms.Sanderson! So will Larry, probably, but the more helping is better.

You passed by some of your other neighbors, which makes you describe them all. From the creepy Charlie to the strange Mr.Addison. It was hard to tell if he was listening since you couldn't see his expressions through the mask, but you kept talking anyhow.

"Hi, Lisa." You waved as you approached Larry's mom cleaning the floor. She looked up and smiled, smiling at Sal behind you as well.

"Hi, dear. Who's this?" She asked, although more framing the question towards Sal. He introduced himself, and Lisa did the same.

"Is Larry in his room?" You asked, wanting yo get back to the reason you had approached her. Lisa nodded and tossed you a key to her apartment so you could head inside.

"How long have you lived here?" Sal asked, walking side by side with you. He looked at you, one of his eyes a gorgeous blue color that was so vibrant it was surely electric. His other eye was a much more muted blue although just as pretty..it seemed he had only one eye that actually functioned.

"Probably as long as I can remember." You chuckled, shrugging, "I've grown up in Nockfell and I think I've pretty much lived at Addison since I was a toddler. Where are you moving from?"

"New Jersey." He replied, voice a bit more curt. You winced and noted it as a touchy subject, hopefully Larry won't bring up any of this when you see him.

Finally you two made it to the basement and you unlocked Lisa's apartment, "She gets to live here basically for free since she is the janitor. Larry is her son and he's our age."

Sal nodded and followed you as you entered the apartment. "Larryyyyy," You yelled, "Get your lazy ass out of your room!"

A few seconds go by and surprisingly enough Larry walked out of his room. He was tall with long hair (that looked surprisingly soft despite him being terrible at taking care of it) and of course a Sanity Falls t shirt.

"Whoa, dude." Larry said, laying his eyes laying on Sal, "Nice mask!" He gave Sal a thumbs up, the bro code for gaining his respect.

"It's a prosthetic," You corrected at the exact same time Sal says it too. He glanced at you, seemingly surprised.

"How did you know its a prosthetic?" He asked, eyes boring into your skin. Your face warmed and you looked away, unused to such a piercing stare.

"I just guessed since I have seen them on TV before." You replied, trying to hide your fluster. Larry raised his eyebrow at you, noticing your reaction but luckily he said nothing. You would've fought him otherwise.

Sal nodded and left it alone, glancing around the room. He noticed the Sanity Falls poster and Larry started geeking out on him.

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"Is this a good idea? Probably not." You said, sighing as you realized what you guys were about to do. But it's for Mrs.Sanderson! It's necessary.

"Okay so I distract the officer while you too sneak into Mrs.Sanderson's room. I have one walkie talkie that you guys can both use." Larry says, tossing the walkie talkie to Sal. (Rude, you've known Larry longer.)

Sal and you both nodded, ready to get the plan in motion. You all exited Larry's room, with Larry going to her room.

You and Sal waited nearby, listening for the signal you can proceed. Your heart pounded and your blood felt charged with electricity, this was more exciting than you were used to.

Finally the walkie talkie crackled to life as Larry gave the all clear. You glanced at Sal and nervously smiled, rushing towards Mrs.Sanderson's room quickly.

Your footsteps echoed your heavy heartbeat, threatening to jump from your chest. You tried to mentally prepare yourself, it was going to be bloody probably and it could be scary. Stay calm, just stay calm.

Sal opened the door and courteously went in before you, probably since his noticed your hands shaking with nerves. Even though your fear was valid it was embarrassing. Swallowing the lump in your throat, you followed Sal and crinkled your nose at the utter stench of death.

You dragged your eyes through the scene, dark red splatters all around the room like a gruesome painting. Attempting to focus, you noticed something. There was a empty spot where the blood splatter went...like an object was there and got removed.

"Sal, Sal, look!" You hissed, nudging him with your shoulder and pointing at the spot, where it looked like there was a missing glitter pony. Sal nodded and looked at you.

"Good job! Now lets go before we get caught." Sal said, turning around and hurrying the way you both came. Footsteps were quiet and rapid as you guys practically ran out of the room before the officer came back to the room.

Once you were safe, you leaned forward catching your breath. Sal was staring at you, his emotions unidentifiable under his mask.

"Its cool that you noticed that earlier, I almost missed it." Sal said, giving you a small nod. Larry showed up a few moments later, a big grin in his face.

"Now we just have to find evidence in Charlie's room." Larry said, feeling serious about locking the creep up. And honestly, it made some sense that Charlie killed Mrs.Sanderson.

"I'm sure one of his glitter ponies has blood on it. That could be evidence." Sal said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Yeah, but he would flip out if we got too close to them." You pointed out.

Larry nodded, seeming a little deflated. You were too, how would you get close enough to the glitter ponies without Charlie trying to commit even more murder?

"He falls asleep when he drinks Mr.Addison's tea..maybe we could make it stronger?" Sal suggested, the observation skills being on point. You smiled, although not sure how you guys were going to drug Charlie.

"Do you guys have any sleeping pills?" Larry asked and you shook your head sadly. Without any sleeping pills how would you make Charlie go to sleep?

"My dad takes sleeping pills. I can get those." Sal said, and you all agreed on it. It was scary how easily your plans were working but there was no time to question your fortune.

Sal got the pills and you got the tea. Together you mixed the concoction and got ready to drug your neighbor. Normal teenager behavior of course.

"Since he might be a murderer and try murderous things, you can stay behind me." Sal said, holding the tea and staring at you. You gave him a warm smile, something that has been happening more since Sal showed up.

"Thanks, Sally." You said, following behind him as you entered Charlie's room. You had a plastic baggie in your hands, big enough to snatch up a glitter pony if you find it.

Charlie was sitting on his chair as usual, practically melted into the furniture. He looks at you as you enter, his eyes trailing down your skin. Ew.

"I got you some more tea." Sal says, handing the cup to Charlie. His eyes light up and he slurps the tea greedily, only to pass out right after.

"At least we know it works?" You said, before shaking your head and focusing on the collection of toys. Carefully you scanned each one looking for any sort of blood stain.

A presence stood beside you, Sal moved to stand beside you somehow completely silent. Finally he must have noticed the bloody pony because he took the plastic baggie and grabbed it.

"oh, awesome!" You said, jumping when

[alienpupx3]

Sal Fisher x Reader (Angst) Part 1

Sal sat on the chair next to your bed. His hands running through his blue hair. He can't help but feel the guilt on his shoulders. Knowing it was his fault that you were in this situation. And whoever did this to you was going to pay.

You had an iv in your arm and a oxygen mask on you. As you sleeping. Recovering from the trauma you endured when that night happened. Looking at your damaged body made him cringe inside. His heart in pain seeing you like this.

Sal leaned down and brushed a piece of hair out of your face. Seeing how your face is wrapped in bandages; that made Sal freeze and remember when he had bandages around his face like that. Remembering how he felt. How he could never want to go through that ever again.

He blames himself for your suffering and how he wasn't there to protect yourself.. to be there by your side while you were getting tortured. And harmed.

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It was a normal day at Addison apartment, you and the friend group were at the apartments helping Larry pack up to move in with you guys. You and Sal share a room with each other while Todd and Neil share a room too. You got all his paints gathered in a box and you all guys look at each other.

Silence filled the air. You made the first sound out of the whole group. "Guys..am I the only one who is kind of upset about leaving the apartments fully?" You said looking amongst the others. Todd spoke up. "Yeah..it would be kind of hard to leave this place." You nodded and Sal perks up. "How about we watch a movie?"

All of the others nodded and settled down to watch the movie. The movie was going smoothly as you laid on Sal and enjoyed it. Then suddenly the fire drill went off. Everyone looked around in a hurry. Smoke filled the room and you could barely see anything. The friend group rushed out of the basement through the outside door. You on the other hand somehow got taken.

Once everyone got out. Coughing and lunched over. Trying to catch their breath, sal notices someone is missing.

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"Y/N!" Sal calls out. He searches outside and notice you probably got stuck inside he runs over the door. But Larry and Ash hold him back. "LET GO!" Sal yells trying to get out of their grasp. "We can't let you get hurt sal!" Larry yells at him. "BUT Y-Y/N THEIR IN THERE!" Sal yells tears filling his eyes. Larry and Ash saw the building collapse and sal yells out, crying his eye out. Larry and Ash let him go and sal falls onto the floor. He quickly undos his mask and is trying heavily. The group also gets teary up, Ash crying a bit too. Larry leans down to sal and hugs him.

Should I do a part two yall?

[apupp3tw0-strings]

About Jesters and Puppets

Date: October 11th, 2131

Jevil. Once the court jester to the four kings of Card Kingdom, complimenting and partnering the court Magician, Seam. Were the two friends? Seam at least can't really say, but Jevil was the only one to match the old cat in games they used to play.

It seems like, for as far as anyone could really tell, Jevil used to be rather normal. He was silly, liked and was good with kids, and had a small penchant for pranks. Yet overall, the jester was sane and what you'd expect from someone whose job was to entertain and make people laugh.

That was until, at least, they encountered a "strange someone". A certain "strange someone" whom Kris says both Spamton and the other "secret bosses" have come across too. A "strange someone" who sends chills up my spine anytime I think about them and what they must be like to drive these Darkners to insanity.

After Jevil met the "strange someone", he began to change. Saying things "both bizarre yet bizarrely profound. Things that didn't completely make sense, yet didn't completely not make sense, either" They began to se the world as a game and everyone in it as its participants. Eventually leading to Seam having to lock him away...

Thinking back on it a few hours later, its kind of tragic. Not in the same way Spamton's story is (which I'll get to in a minute) but still sad. Like, you met someone whom I can only presume shows you or tells you something incomprehensible and unimaginable and changes your entire world view, seeing that you and your world are nothing but a game, and when you try and show our tell others, you end up imprisoned by the only person who you might've called a friend? Like, I get it was necessary since they were likely hurting people based on the analogy Kris gave CK when he asked about why Jevil was locked away if he only saw everything as a game, but still that's gotta suck. No wonder Jevil's crazy.

Anyways, after we finished talking to Seam and CK ran off to try and explain to Jevil how killing was bad since people can't respawn and Kris ran after him, I thanked Seam for their time and asked if there was anyone I could talk to to learn about Spamton. They pointed me in the direction of the Café, which is where we headed next.

At the Cafe, CK and I talked to a Darkner named Swatch while Kris checked on Spamton and Jevil after I heard a loud crashing sound and got worried. Apparently Spamton was trying to listen into the conversation and ended up falling off a dumpster... He said this isn't the first time this has happened and he's been through worse injuries, which worries me, but not quite as much as the rest of the stuff I've learned about Spamton today has.

Swatch used to be the head butler of Queen, the former ruler of the Cyber World, which was the 2nd Dark World Kris and their friends visited and the Dark World Spamton comes from. They could only tell me about what Spamton was like when it lived in the Mansion, as it didn't talk much about its life before that. (Knowing what I know now, hours later, I don't blame Spamton for not talking much about it. Part of me thinks I would've done the same.) Regardless, any information was helpful.

Spamton used to be an advertising Darkner called an Addison, and how it got to living in the Mansion was due to becoming incredibly successful and good at its job to the point of being recognized by Queen. I later learned through talking to some other Addisons, that Spamton didn't achieve such success on his own, and had help from some... mysterious caller. Likely the same "strange someone" that Jevil met. One day though, the mystery caller stopped calling and Spamton's sales plummeted. Eventually leading to Spamton getting evicted from the Mansion.

Another thing Swarch mentioned was a robot Spamton was obsessed with. Both before and after the eviction. A dream created by a Lightner, which Swatch helped create, before it seemingly went no where and they had to put it in the basement. Swatch even mocked up a sketch for CK and I, since we thought it might've been an early idea for my Dadaton's body, but the sketch didn't quite look like his EX form were familiar with. (Perhaps a form neither of us have seen before? I swear I've heard him talking to Alphys about a "NEO" form before but I've never seen it...) At some point, Spamton did get his hands on the robot. But then Kris and their friends defeated it and Spamton became their ally, like Jevil and later the other "secret bosses".

By this point in Swatch's telling of events, the commotion from outside was getting intense so I thanked Swatch for their time and CK and I rushed to the alleyway where Kris was trying to wrangle Spamton and Jevil under control. I also ended up breaking down because I felt guilty for lying to Spamton about what I was doing (you know, trying to learn about his past behind his back. I mean like, seemed clear HE wasn't gonna tell me! Still like... maybe I should've had a better respect for Spamton's privacy...) Anyways, after that Kris lead our little party to a street of shops to talk to some Addisons.

Also, side note, I think some time between the eviction and Spamton ending up on the streets, it might've been burned/shrunk by an acid river? The askers have brought it up a lot and I can't tell if Spamton's random shouting about it burning refers to being blinded in some way (he seemed to have no problem just staring directly at the sun...) or to the acid. Either way, I'm very concerned. Also, another side note, Spamton didn't used to be a puppet. The Addisons are all very colorful and glowy and might still have the same permanent smile as Spam, but Spamton didn't used to have to segmented joints or ventriloquist jaw he does now. Nor did it used to be quite as short. Kris theorizes that the acid could've shrunk him a bit, and maybe pushed the puppetification to the end, but that the puppetification started before that. And like... can I just say how absolutely horrifying that sounds!? I was BORN a puppet (Puppet monster technically, I'm not actually a- nevermind) and even still the idea of slowly becoming a puppet, seeing your body change and feeling your free will be stripped away as someone tugs at your strings? That's scary!! That's absolutely horrifying! Dear god, I feel even worse for Spamton now!

I- anyways. We went to talk to the Addisons. There were 4 of them, a blue one like the one we saw earlier by the mannequin, a yellow one, an orange one and a pink one. I never actually got their names but I think the yellow one was named Flash and the pink one was named Click? (Don't think the orange or blue ones had name drops during the duration of the conversation...) My conversation with them was like, incredibly awkward. At the start of it I panicked and just gave them pretty much the rest of the Dark Dollars I had on me? I... I'm still embarrassed by that. It just felt so... nerve wrecking with their smiles and how they all stared at me!! It felt like any time Taffy or the HotSpots want me to give a pitch at the weekly influencer meetings I hate but am too afraid to tell them I don't want to go to anymore! (Good gosh I really really REALLY hope none of them find this blog...)

Anyways, after that and then trying to beat around the bush a bit since Swatch was already reluctant to talk about Spamton (these 4 seemed even more reluctant plus there was so much tension and drama), the cat got out of the bag when CK finally blurted out Spamton's name. Being confused with how we all seemed to be avoiding it before stating we were all being weird and going to hang out with Jevil until we were done talking. After that, we seemed to finally make some headway in talking about Spamton.

Prior to its time at the Mansion, Spamton was just like the rest of the Addisons, if maybe a bit unlucky. He never seemed to be able to get clicks or attention from the Lightners and wasn't all that good at his job. (Gyeh heh. I can relate to not being good at advertising despite everyone around you doing it and expecting you to as well...) Even still, Spamton was optimistic. Often saying that its big break was right around the corner and for everyone to just wait and see because one day Spamton G. Spamton was gonna make it big! One day he was gonna be a Big Shot!

Until eventually one day, Spamton made the right call and found someone. Or maybe someone found him. Either way, Spamton suddenly got really good at its job and according to the Addisons, it felt like it was on the phone all the time. Eventually Spamton got recognized by Queen and was invited to live in the Mansion and... that's when some sort of disagreement broke out. The Addisons felt Spamton didn't need them anymore since he'd made it so big, and Spamton thought they were just jealous. They all stopped talking for... well pretty much since even now.

Even still, some of them tried to visit on the day Spamton was to be evicted. They still had to care somewhat. But, according to the blue one, Spamton wasn't there. The only thing in its trashed room was a phone hanging off the receiver. On the other end, nothing but garbage noise... After that, none of them heard anything from or about Spamton until after Kris and their friends defeated him back in Cyber World. ... They just... abandoned it. Forgot about him and tried to move on with their lives like nothing happened. ... Disgusting.

I... I know its not entirely their fault. Kris mentioned that Spamton or maybe Spamton's mystery caller pushed it to cut them off too but... Spamton was their friend. He'd just been evicted, plus likely dunked in acid and kicked out to the streets. The only one to try looking for it was Flash! And even then he still spent god knows how long living on the streets, both in Cyber World AND Castle Town!! Like... if I ever got into any sort of fight like that with Taffy or Blane or Blaze or Neil and we broke up, I don't... I don't know how I'd feel then. Upset? Bitter? Angry? Probably... If they abandoned me in my greatest time of need? ... I think I'd be devastated...

I thanked the Addisons for their time, nearly paying them a second time. Before I managed to completely walk away, Click stopped me and asked if I could tell Spamton that they're all sorry. He hesitated a bit after almost saying I before correcting to we.

... I promised I'd have Spamton come talk to them with its ready.

When I saw Spamton again, I gave him a hug.

Felt like he could use one.

[artzychic27]

Hear me out: ZOMBIES AU. With (put in a randomizer) Science Kids-Zombies, Recess Class-Seabrook (Austin T as Addison and Jean as Zed. That is all.), Akuma Class(+Ondine/Kagami/Luka)-Werewolves, and Theater Kids-Aliens. (Normal Weeby ships apply. (Also Sasha being Kiran’s werewolf friend like with Zoe at the end of Zombies 2!) What do you think?

Long ago, in the city of Paris, there was a tragic accident at the power plant. A mysterious green mist spread through parts of the city, and when breathed in, humans turned into ravenous brain-eating zombies

It took three days for the must to be contained and stopped before it could reach other cities. Fortunately, a majority of Parisians made it without being turned into zombies. The rest? Not so lucky

Many government officials wanted them to be euthanized, but advocacy groups were much louder and demanded a better solution, seeing as many of the zombies were family members and friends

It took weeks, but a solution was found. Collars were put around the zombies' necks to stop their ravenous behavior and make them safe to be around... However, there were still laws

All zombies were quartered off in a small section of the city and seperated from the humans by a wall, never allowed to leave, were forced to wear specific uniforms, and given a strict curfew. They grew accustomed to their retched living conditions, made it their new normal, and over time, the next generation of zombies was born, forced to wear the same collars as their parents, followed by the next

And now onto stuff for the first movie

Out of the entire third generation of zombies, Jean is the most excited to be going to a human school. He hears the theater program is the best in the city

Cosette is very vocal when advocating for zombie rights. Their brother and sister are constantly telling it that zombies are never going to get rights, but that doesn't deter it

Denise occasionally speaks in Zombie

Thanks to Reshma, the third generation's uniforms look less dull and like actual outfits

When they arrive at DuPont, the human students immediately back away and they're ushered into the dark and dingy basement where they meet their teacher, Mme. Mendeleiev, a first generation zombie who had to jump through many hurdles in order to earn her teaching degree

Throughout the first day, the zombie students are treated with some hostility, except by one student, Austin Tomassian. He's much warmer than his classmates, who opt to avoid rather than outright harass them like the others

The second day of school, Jean's had just about enough of the basement, and sneaks out to get a glimpse at the upper level of the school... Only for the zombie alarm to go off and send the students into a panic

As he's running from the guards, he suddenly gets pulled into a room by none other than Tomassian. He's able to sneak Jean back into the basement without getting caught, and the two get to talk for a bit. The conversation leads to Tomassian mentioning he enjoys theater, prompting Jean to recite a line from a romantic play, unknowingly making Tomassian simp

During study hall, Jean tells the others about how nice Tomassian was to them, but they're unsure about him.

Jean: Guys, come on.

Aurore: Jean, there's two things wrong with what you just said. One. He is a human. Two. He is a human! They hate us.

Jean: What about the people who advocated for our grandparents to stay alive?

Marc: Eh, more of a gray area. They just don't like things with eyes being killed.

After school, Tomassian and Jean meet up once again, this time, in the theater. Tomassian is going so he can watch any performances, only to see Jean get harshly turned down by the theater teacher and sent away in tears

Late in the night, Tomassian sneaks into the zombie neighborhood to find Jean. Instead, he walks into what looks like an undergroud club

While the others are startled by his presense, Jean invites him for a dance, and everyone goes on about their own business once again. As the night dwindles, Jean leads Tomassian outside and confides that he's always wanted to join DuPont's theater troupe, but they don't allow zombies

Before Tomassian can say anything, Lacey arrives and tells Jean that some guy he and the others don't like crashed the party, sending Jean running back to the club

Lacey, now alone with Tomassian, makes something very clear to him

Lacey: My best friend's emotions are not to be toyed with. Do you understand me?

Austin T: I-

Lacey: Not done talking! The others and I will be keeping our eyes on you. If Jean so much as cries when he sees you, Denise will not let you leave with your fingers attached.

Austin T: ... Yes, ma'am.

Zombie Patrol then arrives, issuing a warning for the curfew before taking Tomassian away

The news spread around school that Tomassian was with the zombies, and his classmates try to keep him away from the zombie students while they do the same with Jean

However, they keep finding new ways to be with each other. Over time, they even stop seeing each other as friends

When Marc catches them together in an empty classroom, they think it's over and he's going to tell, but...

Marc: I won't tell, you guys. You may not know this, but I am also in love with a non-zombie. *Turns to the fourth wall* But that's a story for another time.

Austin T: ... Why's he talking to that wall?

Jean: I don't know, it's weird.

Marc promises not to say anything, allowing their relationship to continue to blossom. Weeks pass, and Tomassian wants to come out and tell everyone about their relationship, but Jean is terrified of prejudice from the humans and judgement from the other zombies

When things all seem well for the two, it gets ruined by a certain blonde in a purple shirt... Louis

He rats them out to Tomasian's classmates, and the other Austins won't stand for it. Gerard, although reluctant, finds a way to hack into the zombies' collars and make them go "full zombie."

He turns the collar off while Jean is alone with Tomassian, causing him to turn violent and try to bite Tomassian. With some reluctance, Tomassian hits the button for the school's zombie alarm

Zombie Patrol arrives to take Jean away, with the addition of the other zombie students whose collars were also hacked into by mistake. When their collars are fixed, Jean only remembers Tomassian pulling the alarm, and breaks down crying

A week passes, and the zombies still aren't permitted to return to DuPont, and Jean and Tomassian haven't talked to each other since

With Tomassian becoming despondent and refusing to talk to anyone, Gerard can't keep it secret anymore and confesses that he hacked into the collars. The others also confess that Louis told them about Tomassian's relationship with Jean and were trying to keep them apart

Tomassian is of course, betrayed, and runs to find Jean, who behaves coldly towards him. Even when he explains how the collars had been hacked, Jean still gives the silent treatment

And since theater romance is a theme for this version of the movie, Austin recites a few romantic, but corny lines. It takes a moment until Jean joins in, and the two end with a kiss

When news of their relationship gets out, they're met with some mixed responses, but couldn't care less.

Cosette: Are you serious? A few sappy words and they're kissing again?

Zoé: I seem to remember that working on you.

Cosette: *Blushes* Shut up.

Mireille: Well, they are quite cute together.

Aurore: I still don't get it, but, kudos.

Marc: I'm just glad their relationship didn't automatically fix years of discrimination against zombies and this whole thing didn't end with a block party with all the humans and zombies acting like friends, as if the last sixty years never happened.

Simon: That's weirdly specific.

Marc: *Turns to the fourth wall* And you will see why very soon.

Cosette: Stop doing that!

Now, let's meet the wolves

Things have slightly changed for the better. For one, anti-monster laws have become more lenient so zombies no longer have a curfew, so that's cool... That's about it. Oh, and the students aren't all total assholes. Just ignorant

Anyway, after a class camping trip, the bus carrying the students enters through the forest. There, Tomassian and the others spot some people with white streaks in their hair and yellow irises

They're identified as werewolves, which upon report to the local government, causes the mayor to reinstate anti-monster laws, and right before the school dance Tomassian wants to ask Jean to

Well, it's too late to run for president, so that's out. And the school president can't exactly overturn the mayor's rule, so there's that. And neither Jean nor Tomassian can run since they're not twelfth graders, so that's a problem... You all see where I'm going with this, right?

Late at night, the werewolves, led by the pack alpha, Luka, find that their energy-granting moonstone necklaces are losing their power

They venture into the city at night to find the moonstone, which just so happens to be buried underneath the power plant in the zombies' neighborhood

When the werewolves crash one of the zombies' parties, things are hostile at first until Marc becomes excited when he sees someone

Marc: Nath!

Nathaniel: Rainbow!

*The two meet for a hug, much to the confusion of the others*

Alix: Wait! This is Marc?! I didn't know he was a zombie!

Nathaniel: You don't need to know everything about me.

About a year back, Marc snuck out during curfew to go for a walk through the forest. While walking, he found himself about to be attacked by... Let's say a fox. Fortunately, a wolf with red fur rescued him, and much to Marc's joy, the wolf turned into a human. And a cute one at that

Marc and Nathaniel have been meeting up late at night ever since, and haven't told anyone

Reshma: Not to ruin the moment, but why are you all here?

Luka: Well, you guys may not know this, but the power plant is built directly over the Moonstone. It's the source of our energy, and the longer we're away from it, we're all basically once inch closer to death.

Alya: And rest assured, we're getting it back by any means necessary. *Extends her claws*

Denise: Moonstone? You mean that giant ass crystal?

Ismael: You know, I always wondered what the hell that thing was. Like, we'd have a few wild parties there, and some of us are just wondering, 'What the hell is this thing?'

Luka: Well, we need it back. It originally belonged to the werewolves until-

Cosette: Until some colonial white guys stole it from your ancestors? Say no more. Take it.

Werewolves: ...

Juleka: Well, that was easy.

Luka: Yeah... So, care to introduce me to that cute little brunette you're hiding back there?

Jean: Say what, motherfucker?

Well, now that that's out of the way, there's still the matter of the school dance. So, with their new allies, the zombies crash the dance, because they're all queer, and they were banned from attending the dance, so naturally, that's the outcome

Now, for the Aliens

In the city of Paris, werewolves, humans, and zombies live somewhat in peace

It is their last year at Françoise DuPont (Which is a high school in this AU) Austin T has been accepted into his first-choice school, and so has Jean. Yay! They get to be together! Only, Jean isn't going to reveal this until graduation

Marc: *Looks at the fourth wall* Or do they?

Alya: Will you cut that out?!

Marc: I don't think so. Now, back to the movie.

During the night before a highly anticipated soccer game, where, should they win, DuPont will have their first zombie captain (Marc) leading the school to the championship, a UFO arrives and causes mass panic

The alien leaders, Ayesha, Anthony, and Soo-Yeon, teleport down from their ship. The aliens are in search of an interstellar map to Utopia, a new home for their species, which can only be found in "the most precious thing in Paris"

To cover up their real purpose, they claim to be here to attend an Earth school

Zoé: Oh, come on! You beam down here in a big-ass ship, causing power outages, wearing futuristic-looking clothes, dazzling us with that song and dance number, and you seriously think we're gonna believe for one second that you guys wanna go to an Earth school?! An Earth high school?!

Denise: No one is buying it.

Alix: Yeah, I smell bullshit. Plus, we kind of heard you saying- Well, singing- something about a map and Utopia. So, spill.

Anthony: Fine, there is no need to be so rude. We are in search of a map to Utopia, which was left here in your city by a Scout from our planet.

Ayesha: Will you help us find it?

Nino: See? Aren't things a whole lot better when we communicate? Okay, let's find the fucking map. Can you believe these guys? "Oh, we wanna go to high school."

Cosette: Could've just said you wanna put your head in a meat grinder. They're basically the same. Yeah, we'll help you out.

The Zombies, Werewolves, Aliens, and Austin head to the Mothership where they watch the Scout's logs to look for any clues. However, their rough landing caused the files to glitch, so, Max and Simon offered to fix them

Until then, the Aliens are going to get acquainted in the city

Soo-Yeon: So, are the humans normally this... Ignorant?

Marinette: Oh, you have no idea.

Anyway, back with Louis, who has been awfully quiet. He's rallying a small group of monster haters to get rid of the zombies, werewolves, and aliens. Surely, that won't blow up in his face

Back on the ship, after fixing the files, the images are clearer, and Max and Simon notice the physical similarities between the scout and Austin. They then realize that the scout is none other than Austin's maternal grandmother, Priya.

When they reveal this to Austin, he asks his mom if this is true, and she confirms it

Austin spends some time alone with Jean as he grasps this new information. So, to take some of the edge off, Jean tells Austin that he got into the same college as him, which makes him feel a little better

The aliens soon realize that the coordinates to Utopia lie within Austin's DNA. Unfortunately, their map is dynamic, meaning they must take Austin to their new home

Although conflicted, Austin agrees to go. Jean offers to go with him, but...

Ayesha: You would be killed by our stardust energy within minutes.

Jean: ... So, we'll still have a few minutes together?

The day the aliens and Austin are set to leave for Utopia, the aliens' ship is attacked by Louis' mob, leaving it critically damaged

Nathaniel: Man, I hate this guy. Hey, idiots! Your most influential family has two aliens! So, think about that, dumbasses!

Austin: It's me. I'm the alien.

The zombies and werewolves hold them off, and Simon states that they can charge the ship by filtering the moonstone's energy through their Z-Bands

Jean heroically and stupidly risks their life by interfering with the power of the aliens and the moonstone. As Austin cries over their completely lifeless body, he is relieved when Jean returns to life. Or whatever they were

As the aliens board the ship, Austin and Jean share one last kiss before Austin gets on the ship, and it disappears into hyperspace.

A few days later, the school celebrates their graduation as the aliens decrypt Austin's DNA as the map coordinates

Austin realizes that his grandmother wanted her species to live on Earth, just as the map is decoded, revealing that Earth was Utopia the entire time. So, of course, they turn back around and land back on Earth, Jean and Austin kiss the hell out of each other, and all is well

Oh, and Louis and his mob were never heard from again. The werewolves got a hold of them, and well, I'm sure we all know how that turned out

Marc: *To the fourth wall* So ends the movies. Now for the animated series that no one asked for!

Nathaniel: The what?!

[chaoticnezz]

Could you possibly do a comfort story with Larry from Sally face? It doesn’t have to be anything specific but maybe just friendly cuddles and reassurance? Thanks :D

Honestly, Larry would be an amazing big brother if he had a little sister, so I kinda imagine he would see you as one

🌸F!reader x Larry (platonic)🌸

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Addisons appartments weren't all too pretty, nor was it in the best condition. But the residents helped make up for it. Maybe some of the residents were magicans because it was extremely easy to get along with them.

Others not really so much. You had a few classes with a guy named Xander he was, in all honesty, the most popular dude in the school. Ladys wise that is. He just had such a carefree air around him, not to mention that he wasn't bad looking at all. his black hair always seemed so well taken care of, and he almost always had a smillllllle on his face.

Maybe that was what drew you to him. Maybe that was the first warning. A smile can be used for many reasons.

You watched as the leaves twirled in the wind as you sally, and ash all sat near the pond. Y/n didn't you say you were waiting on someone? huh, oh yeah, im waiting on Xander. You smiled at ash, but before she could say something, you heard the sound of a car door opening. Looking over, you saw Xanders smilely, face staring down at you.

Hey y/n! Ash and sally left you two alone say that they wanted to give you two some private time. Xander smiled and waved the two off. The second the two were no longer able to be seen, his smile dropped. Listen, im going to be honest with you. you're an awful woman. i mean, you can't even cater to your boyfriends desires. On top of that, you're not even good-looking. the only reason I got with you was because you had decent assets.

W-what, why are you saying all these things to me? See, you can't even understand what im saying. I don't want to be with you anymore. Is it that hard to understand. Before you could speak, Xanderes phone goes off. Now, if you'll excuse me I have a date with my girlfriend. Without another word, he got into his car and drove off. You didn't cry at first, maybe because the shock was a bit too much for you. Maybe that's also how you found yourself here.

Room 1B The room was located in the basement. Luckily, Lisa had given you the key to get in if you ever needed to. You enter the apartmenet and imedeantly went to the door that had the keep out door sign on it. You knocked, Who is it? It's me y/n, can I come in, please? Your tone must have been a little bit shakey because Larry rushed and opened the door.

as soon as the door opened, you fet it. As gentel as rain drops, tears began to fall down your face in an endless stream. Woah dude, are you like, alright? The only sound that came from your mouth was muffled clrys. Larry gently pulled you over to the bean bag and sat you down on it. You felt the bean bag dip on one side as Larry sat down next to you.

You hugged Larry very tightly. Surprised at first, Larry soon reciprocated the hug. The two of you sat in scilence that was ocasionaly broken up by a sob. Larry? your weak voice broken the silence. Yeah? Am I ugly? if you were able to see Larrys face, you would have seen a look of shock. Of course not, you're very beautiful, who told you otherwise? Xander.. he said that I was unatractive.

Larry hugged you tighter, Don't listen to what that asshole has to say! He has no taste at all! You should have seen that based on his shoes. you let out a small laugh and snuggled more into Larry. The two of you stayed like that for the rest of the night.

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Larry beat Xanders ass afterwards :)

[just-delta-ing-the-runes]

Weird dream

Had a weird dream last night where I went to the store with a friend. We found this tiny little door that lead into a miniature store in the wall. We thought it was cool, and ended up finding another that was even cooler.

We later went to my house and found one in my basement. This one was big enough for us to crawl into if we wanted. However, we weren't able to see inside it properly because the entrance had a winding tunnel. There were cobwebs and dust inside, so I decided not to go in...until someone else went inside. Me and my friend followed and ended up in a small cart on a rail that drive us around the area on the other side of the path. It was a store that was mostly dark colored shelves (dark blue and dark red/magenta/pink) that made up different levels of the store, the rails going over top of them. We were taken to one of he highest areas. I had been recording on a phone, but once we came to a stop, I saw Spamton laying on the ground, partially broken apart and glitching. I ran over and stopped recording. I kneeled down and called out to him, wondering if he was okay. He glitched into an Addison version of himself and stared to smack-talk me a bit. I was like, 'Hm, that's not him.' Turns out there were multiple Spamtons in the area. I ended up talking with a few to find which one was "mine" (AKA the one I was friends with). I believe the one I knew was Spamton H. Spamton. Despite them all looking identical (except that one) they had different names.

Very weird dream.

[ofpantheons]

bellamy quist, better known as agent wraith  has been with cerberus corp as an eo since 2019 and is LEVEL III. cerberus corp should consider the fact that their last mission status was touch and go but agent wraith pulled through in the end when giving out the next one.

001.  GENERAL

name  Bellamy Addison Quist nicknames  Bell age  30 date of birth  July 7th 1993 zodiac  Cancer place of birth  Midwood, Brooklyn current residence  Above her bookstore near Park Slope, Brooklyn  gender  Cis woman pronouns  She/her sexuality Lesbian languages English, some basic Spanish occupation Agent/bookstore owner

faceclaim  Victoria Pedretti height  5ft 7 tattoos  None piercings  Single lobes that she had done as a child distinguishing features  Crooked smile, wide eyes, a large scar on her right arm from a compound fracture she sustained during her NDE

positive traits Gentle, trustworthy, compassionate, negative traits  Skittish, gullible, tempestuous  labels / tropes  Reluctant warrior, wide-eyed idealist, cute bookworm likes The smell of old books, new books, books, bookstores, have I mentioned she really loves books? plants, cosy spaces, a warm crackling fire, animals,  dislikes  Loud noises, heights, the sight of her own blood, dares fears  Someone dying because of her, needles, hobbies  Reading, knitting, going for long walks,  habits  Picking at her eyebrow when she’s nervous, tapping the tips of her fingers together while she’s thinking

002.  EXTRA ORDINARY

near death experience…  Looking at her now, no one would guess that a young Bellamy was the more adventurous and outgoing twin. Despite being younger by a good 8 minutes, she was definitely the leader of the two of them. Wherever she went, her brother would follow, which is how this sad tale starts. Just another day of exploring, turned into the worst day of Bellamy's life. She remembers it vividly and regularly relives it in her dreams.

The two of them had been sent to stay with their grandparents for the month and there was only so much to do. Having made friends with some of the kids in the neighbourhood, Bellamy soon learned about the O'Connell house - an abandoned and assumed haunted house at the end of the street. Spurred on by the idea of being seen as brave and just generally awesome by the other kids, Bellamy strong-armed her twin into exploring the house with her. He'd kept trying to voice his concerns but Bellamy had waved them off and dared him to come with her, which of course meant he had to do it. Those were the rules.

Going through the house was mostly uneventful, save for a few run ins with spider webs and the accompanying groans and creaking that any old house would do if two ten year olds are trying to sneak around without being discovered. It was only when they'd gotten to the attic that things went horribly wrong. The floorboards had rotted through and one literal false step and everything came crashing down around them. Both siblings went straight through the floor and the didn't stop until they hit the ground floor with a sickening impact. Bellamy awoke in hospital with her arm in a sling, and her father sitting across from her looking like he'd aged 20 years overnight. When she asked about her twin, her father broke down crying and he didn't even need to say the words for Bellamy to know that he hadn't made it.

power… Intangibility - the power to phase through physical matter. Bellamy can shift her particles to move around different particles.

While she woke up feeling different after her NDE, Bellamy didn't actually learn about her powers into her brothers funeral. While sitting and watching the service, Bellamy's only thoughts were that she didn't want to be there. One second later and she had fallen through the ground and had landed in her synagogue's basement. Her trauma response kicked in from basically reliving her NDE again and she could feel parts of herself phase in and out as she hyperventilated. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her arms around herself and remained there until her parents eventually found her. Her father was terrified and so very confused, but he was mostly just glad to see she was okay. Her mother on the other hand looked at her as if she was a monster.

Bellamy only had a basic grasp of her power before becoming an agent so is only now starting to learn how to use them offensively. But so far she's learned that there is nothing she can't phase through and that she can also use her powers to disrupt electrical circuits and shortcircuit/potentially destroy electrical equipment. This also applies to knocking out people by phasing through them although Bellamy hates using this aspect of her power. She's also learned how to phase at least one other person with her but it drains her considerably.

drawbacks / vulnerabilities… The main drawback of Bellamy's power is that she has to hold her breath the entire time while she's phasing as air molecules are also being displaced when she phases. Her tendency to disrupt electrical circuits when she phases through them also means she's gone through so many phones and laptops that it's not even funny. She has better control of her powers now but still has problems controlling them when she's feeling extreme emotion.

cerberus corp…  Being an Agent for Cerberus Corp was never on the agenda. Bellamy just wanted a quiet life working at her father's bookstore. It had been in the family for three generations and she wanted to be the next Quist to take it over eventually. Only eventually happened too quickly. Her father became ill and within a week the bookstore was hers. She didn't know the first thing about running a business and it had turned out things weren't looking great when it came to their profit margins. Faced with potentially having to sell, Bellamy looked for other avenues to make money and came across Cerberus Corp. Not even sure that she would pass the interview, she auditioned and the founders must've seen something in her because she passed and was suddenly a level iii agent for them. She's been there for four years now and still hasn't moved out of level iii (mostly because she panics easily and isn't the best fighter) but she makes enough money that she can sustain the bookstore and that's enough for her. It also means she has enough time to continue working at the bookstore so she doesn't even want to move through the ranks.

codename… Bellamy's codename was assigned to her. The PR team went through a number of options before eventually settling on Wraith as a name that fit her powers but also offered a certain degree of ominousness when it came to people hearing her name. They'd hoped it might help her image a little bit to have her called something suitably scary sounding, but Bellamy as a person quickly undoes any impression her codename might've made.

003.  HEADCANONS

Bellamy's mother walked out on her and her father when she was 12 years old because she couldn't handle the loss of one child while the other became an EO

I like to imagine that wherever Bellamy's mother is, she's now also an EO

Bellamy's bookstore is called 'Bound to Please Books'

She visits her brother's grave every year on their birthday to leave a stone on top of his grave and tell him everything that's happened in the year

She still has a polaroid photo that she keeps next to her bed, of her and her twin that was taken on their last birthday before he died

Bellamy would love a tattoo or to get more piercings but her fear of needles and her inability to be in control of her powers during extreme emotion means that there is no way a needle is meeting her skin.

004.  CONNECTIONS

Roommates - (also on the main) Bellamy has a fairly large living space above the bookstore and not wanting to be alone she decided to rent out a couple of the rooms. One roommate taken by remi @loftycries

Grumpy cloud to Bellamy's ray of sunshine - think Slytherin/Hufflepuff friendship. Bellamy is an unrelenting positive force and I would love to have someone who is the complete opposite of that as a friend for her. They shouldn't work as friends but they do. taken by imara @iridescences

Work Friends - Just general people that Bellamy is friends with at work

Surrogate Brother - Someone that reminds Bellamy of her brother and it's a bittersweet feeling

Benevolent mentor - a mentor/trainer who is nice and patient with Bellamy because honestly she's not the best agent but she's trying! - taken by cass @godenvy

Bad cop mentor - the complete opposite of the above. Someone who gives her a much needed kick up the ass to get her to improve taken by kyungseok @fatalled

Partner/s - Someone Bellamy's powers match well with and she works with frequently. She's a level iii and needs a lot of supervision so probably this person will be a level i or a level ii that's been there awhile

Bookclub - Bellamy runs a book club and is always trying to recruit more people

Crush - Someone in level i or ii who Bellamy is starstruck over. She doesn't think they know who she is so she is pleasantly surprised if they acknowledge

[avocado-frog]

Happy STS! Today I have a riddle: what comes first? The title or the story? 🤭 To expand, I'd love to hear the creation order of one (or several) of your stories. Did you think of characters first? Plot? World? What was the final piece?

Hello happy STS

So I've been using the same group of characters (give or take a few, some were cut and some were added) since I was. like. thirteen years old. So I've had the same characters in my head for nearly four years now. I think I've posted about the different versions before but I'll do it again since it's been a while.

If we're thinkin about the FIRST first version I ever wrote, I'm pretty sure I made the characters first, then the plot, and then the world, but all I really remember was writing a character sheet on rapidtables notepad and then making the characters on the sims 4. I don't have anything for this version saved anywhere. It was like I wrote 8 chapters, did nothing with it, and then deleted it forever. From what I remember though: -Draft 1 was just referred to as "untitled writing" because I couldn't be bothered to find a title -Leo was created first, then Cass, then Kai, then Marcy, then a secret fifth character (i think her name was addison or something) -Addison was the twins' sister, as was Marcy. Kai was just their neighbor that Leo didn't really like -It was written in 1st person POV -The twins were 14, Kai was 13, Marcy was 12, and Addison was 11 -No last names for anyone -Leo gets in a fight with Marcy over a board game, runs off, gets stolen right out of the woods for Plot Purposes, goes missing for like six months, the other kids get exactly one chapter of looking for her, and then there's three chapters of Mind Control Leo. This is also the longest we ever canonically see Leo's real parents in any version ever -It was DUMB. I did not like it -So I stopped writing it -Leo did get this sick wolverine claw flamethrower (exactly what it sounds like) -No magic

Draft two was written a few months after draft one, when I decided I wanted to write a different version. It still didn't have a title and it was still first person pov. It didn't last very long because the only character it involved was Leo (there was a few chapters of sideplot for the other kids) but it was a little hard to write a whole novel with only one character

So for draft three, I decided to throw Kai in with her. I'm fairly sure I drew his name out of a hat when I decided. I remember writing the last chapter during online history class with the Worst Teacher Ever in seventh grade so I had to have been like 13-14/mid 2021 because I started going half online half offline sometime in April -Kai follows Leo before she gets kidnapped, somehow they end up in Canada -First establishes the setting in Maine since I figured it was close enough to Canada -Leo burns down the cabin with a match (the kids don't have magic yet) -Kai and Leo spend way too much time trying to get from Canada to Maine -Like they go to Mexico for some reason

I actually finished that one though!! That is the most screen time Kai will ever get. rip. Draft four was when I made the triplets, who were in fact seven years old. I cannot stress how SEVEN they were. what the hell why were they actually babies. This one was so that Kai and Leo had more stakes but it was done at the cost of me immediately losing motivation

I kept the triplets though. Here are my notes for draft five: -It changed to third person POV -Leo's full name is Leonidas for fucking no reason (this ends up being a joke in the final version, in a scene where Jaxon is trying to guess her full name and Leo goes "no one has ever been named that" thought i'd mention it) -Kai is no longer part of the main plot and no longer a love interest because I didn't like writing it -The triplet's backstory is that they're the kids of the people that have stolen Leo, but that their mother died when they were like two -So now they're locked in a basement and so is Leo -Elliot's completely blind -Leo once again saves the kids but has a villain arc in the process -Proceeds to kidnap Cass with a stolen car, builds a robot army, gets blown up (?) -Brief redemption arc follows after Leo goes to jail for a bit

Draft six is the longest one I had before the final one, with an entire sequel and three whole chapters of a third one. This one gives us Logan (here he is !!) except evil Logan. Leo needed some friends in jail or something I don't remember -Logan's name wasn't Logan but the real name was so embarrassing that I'm choosing not to disclose it -First draft with magic. But only for the twins. Leo had fire magic and some thing where she could like. disintegrate people or something. Cass's was still healing + plant magic -Logan goes back to jail 💥💥 he had ice magic + able to control metal. which now that i think about it why did they put him in a jail full of metal then. what

Draft six's sequel was when I went full worldbuilding mode and made up an entire ass prophecy that I don't remember and don't want to have to think about. Not many notes on this. Logan was still the oldest (still only like sixteen though) and he drives a school bus. I gave up because I couldn't figure out what to do. Something with portals?

Draft six book three only lasted a few chapters, BUT we finally get Jaxon, Dylan, and Lily. Jaxon was twelve or thirteen (and his name was supposed to be a placeholder), Lily was fourteen or fifteen, and Dylan was eleven and is the only character whose age has never been adjusted. Their name was supposed to be a placeholder too. I can't remember if they were always written as deaf or not. I was writing this one while I tried to figure out what to do with the sequel. Lily was Leo's new love interest (why Leo is canonically bisexual in the final version)

Draft seven was a rewrite of draft six that featured Jaxon, Dylan, and Lily. They overthrow the government with Leo

Draft eight was another rewrite. Leo meets them instead of going to Actual Prison at age fourteen. I do a bit of worldbuilding with the magic again and give the other kids something to do. Lily could control time for a while, Jaxon had electricity, and I didn't know what to do with Dylan yet. The triplets are the twins' cousins + are adopted by Kai's family

Draft nine was funny (another rewrite of draft six) because I got to make Logan a BIT closer to his final version, but he still has beef with actual seven year old children. I got the concept ideas for the lab here which I know for a fact because Jaxon and Leo broke into it in one chapter to find files or something. Jaxon got to have explosives

The sequel for draft nine was when I finally got the idea for the sequel for draft six. I actually didn't delete this version and I still have it somewhere. Characters who get a villain arc in draft nine/draft nine the sequel: Leo, Jaxon, Lily, Dylan, Logan, Elliot, Cass, Ryan Characters who DON'T get a villain arc in draft nine/draft nine the sequel: Kai, Marcy, Sam, Addison -The earliest version of forget-me-not chapter 17 (Ryan gets pushed into a lake and nearly drowns) here it's he falls into a lake while the kids are trying to learn to water raft (in both versions, he's alone with Jaxon) -Elliot, the blind seven-year-old child, gets a villain arc -I remember this specifically because Leo has a line like "can't we just pick him up and put him somewhere else??" -For some reason, Sam has a snake -Leo's afraid of snakes and Marcy is afraid of ducks -or something?? -anyways that's canon because I think it's fucking hysterical

Draft ten I completely scrapped everything forever and started over. Nothing was saved in the fire except for the draft nine sequel and a couple of extra small things I had in my misc writing pile. I still have the outline for this one but tldr Logan gets aged up to eighteen, and the triplets are ten now. Ryan's name is briefly changed to Adrian, Sam's is briefly Emile, and Elliot's is briefly Ethan (but it was also changed to Cecil and Lucas for a bit as well) Logan's sister Jasmine is introduced and is killed off immediately Leo runs away after learning the truth about her parents (they're really her parents here) (whatever the truth is is not expanded on because I never got farther than an outline) and meets Jaxon, because they're both in the middle of robbing a gas station Cass does not join Leo in meeting them The first time I allowed myself to use swears Elliot actually literally dies The closest to canon final draft

Draft ten had a sequel but the sequel was one 8k chapter long + was the early plot of dahlia. -Elliot's dead but some weird infection bullshit happens -Like a zombie apocalypse -Leo has a Frankenstein motif the whole time -All I remember is that Leo became some weird demon thing and tried to kill Jaxon over it -The other thing I remember is that it was genuinely REALLY funny

So then draft eleven is the final final version which I outlined after watching over the garden wall in the Spring and wanted to see if I could start and finish writing a book before the end of summer. I in fact couldn't, and it didn't finish until sometime that winter -I cut Addison out because I didn't like her -Logan was aged to 22, the twins to 16, Kai and Lily to 15, Jaxon to 14, Dylan remained 11, and the triplets remained 10 -Instead of coming up with names for titles, I attached dates so that I could stress myself out with a timeline The title is finally made!!! I don't remember what made me go with a flower theme, I think I had read a book that had something similar. I gave each of the characters a flower as well

SO. sorry for always writing essays for sts asks lol. The story definitely came before the title to answer your riddle

[cmon-butch]

21 FAIL

TW: drugging, knife mention, needles.

Addi’s mind is dim when she opens her eyes. Her breaths echo in her ears. Stars float above her. She must be seeing things. With a few hard blinks, they disappear. Her head spins. She tries to lift her hands but they don’t listen to her command. Lifting her head slowly, she spots the leather straps around her limbs. The pet feels pain in her stomach. In a flooding moment, the realization of what has happened comes back. She failed.

“Pet?” A voice calls. It’s muddled in her ears. The room looks like the basement from what she can tell, but this is not her bed. She hears a faint ticking. Taped down needles line her body, all she wears on her chest is a hospital gown. Kara couldn’t have done this all by herself.

Addison tries to speak. Her throat is dry. She feels like she could lose all the food in her system at any moment. Her heartbeat is weak in her chest. “H-hurts,” is all the pet manages to say.

“You’re awake.” Kara stands from her chair, eyes trained on her pet. The owner brings her seat to the bedside. Hand straying to Addi’s face, Kara checks for any sign of fever. “How do you feel?”

“O-o-ow,” the dove stammers.

“You’re in pain.” The pet replies with a nod. “You deserve it.”

The statement makes Addison shiver. “W-what?”

Kara grabs the pet’s face, her anger bubbling over. “You deserve to hurt.” Kara leans over the pet, retrieving a machine Addi haven’t seen before. It hisses. She gets scared, trying to move away. “Hey, hey, hey. Easy now. I’m not going to hurt you. You did that to yourself.”

Kara sets the machine down, resting her head in her hand and using the other to smoothe down some of the tape on Addi’s arms. She’s covered in tubes and pumps. Gadgets are all around her, doing god knows what.

“You stained the floors in the kitchen,” Kara breathes.

“I-,” Addi can’t find any words.

“You lost a lot of blood.” The troubled owner lets her and hover in a fist right over the poor dear’s wound. Addison tenses, hurting herself in the process. One punch could cause her so much pain. Kara enjoys the fear in her pet’s eyes. She relishes in it.

“ The WPO came and set this all up. They thought you weren’t going to make it. I thought-,” she winces, remembering the scene. After a long pause, she lifts Addi’s limp hand, inspecting the needle imbedded inside.

“They gave me a long list of drugs I can give you. Painkillers and such. Stuff to make you all sleepy and happy.”

“Please. Please d-don’t.”

“No protesting. This was your doing. This is your fault.” Kara squeezes the pets hand, making her wince. “We’re in this mess because of you.”

“I-I’m sorry.” Hot tears roll down the sides of Addi’s cheeks. She doesn’t want to do the medicines anymore. She just wants to be free.

Kara disregards her apology. “We’re on recovery protocol, sweetheart. You will be restrained for a while for your safety.” This causes the lovely creature to sob harder. She cries from the pains in her mind as well as the wound in her stomach. “Hush, you pretty thing. You and I will get through this together. I promise I will keep you very comfortable, sweetie.”

“I-I’m s-sorry.”

“Apologies won’t help you now, dove. Are you hurting now?”

“Hurts. I’m s-sorry.”

“Alright, sweetheart. I hear you. Maybe I’ll let you out of the restraints soon. That will only be when you’re completely out of it. I’ll drug you up so you don’t do anything stupid.” Kara lifts a mask from the machine. The instructions were to turn on the machine and put the mask over Addi’s mouth and nose.

”Wh-what is th-that?”

“It’s gonna make the pain go away. Trust me, dear. You’ll feel all nice and sleepy in just a moment. Deep breaths, now.”

“I d-don’t want it. P-p-please,” Addi cries, trying to move her face away from the mask. “I don’t want it!” She screams.

“Don’t fight me, pet. You’re going to sleep now and I will not take any protest from you. I’ll be here when you wake up. You’ll be nice and happy after this.” Kara uses some force to get the mask onto the dear, putting the straps around her head.

“Please!”

“Don’t fight with me.”

Addison hears a hiss. A sweet-smelling aroma enters her nose. Suddenly, fighting doesn’t seem so worth it. A blanket of weight is draped over her body as her limbs seem to shut down. Her eyelids start to droop. “N-no. P-plea-.” She doesn’t even get the chance to finish what she was saying.

“That’s it, sweetheart. You’re being such a good little pet. There you go, just let the anesthesia take you. I’ll be here when you wake up.”

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