#costco lore

[dsm--v]

he’s a ten but won’t stop spamming the pregnant paul dano image in your dm’s

[dsm--v]

yoooo!!!! we’re so similar buddy 🥺🥺 we should both be andrew

things best friend costco and I have in common

deadname twins

same age? if the chat was right

matching identity crisis

aroace

apparently we suit the name andrew

we’re trans

we think Casper should be a ghost (he is one whether he likes it or not)

we don’t know what names are

we’re in qprs

community

we hate our deadname

idk costco what else is there?

@us-costco-official

[kimjunnoodle]

what's a fun detail about a character you haven't had a chance to talk about yet?

While in game Costco carries a lute with him, his actual favorite instrument to play is the flute. He enjoys how fluid players look when they play and how the music seems to dance through their whole body like a spell. Sure he can get that movement when he's rocking out on the lute but something about the flute just entrances him.

He's too embarrassed about the noise level to every play it in camp or to practice though. Instead, he just fingers along to songs in his head while the mouth piece rests on this shoulder. The night before the elder brain fight, fearing that they might die in the battle, Costco slipped out of Elfsong and went off the the cemetery since... not a lot of living ears there. He played his flute out loud for hours and felt the most free since the nautiloid.

He was only slightly saddened that he night never get the chance to show his camp mates but little did he know, his favorite vampire had followed him (for safety) and had his own little concert for one. Astarion never told him about it, just gave him a kiss in the morning with a warm smile.

[ghosty-ghouls]

Cute date idea: we sit muted in a vc for hours on end and eventually forget we’re even on call

💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

[dsm--v]

SICK AS HELL!!!! THANK YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

COSTCO

⭐ - Costco from Real Life

📦 - With red and blue stims

🔮 - requested by @us-costco-official

📎 - xxx - xxx - xxx

📭 - requests open!

DNI - ped0s, z00s, nsfw/kink(im a minor), queer/homo/transphobes etc

[stonerzelda]

are there any books about drow lore. I want them and would like to have them

[this-aint-massachusetts]

Istg- my goofy ass is always wondering why I feel like shit and then I remembered I’ve only eaten lemon chicken soup, water, and gum for the past week

[torchickentacos]

I love sims cc because it’s online shopping without the terrible fear of spending money

[thecostcoman]

[dsm--v]

What kind of music do you listen to?

well, spotify says my top genres are alternative rock, permanent wave, and epunk (yikes). uhh the main list of bands i like though would be like uhhh weezer, nirvana, harvey danger, radiohead, pavement, the smiths, car seat headrest, the pixies, wavves, mechanical canine, and mike krol. :3

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

req'd by @azdesertwillow

right i haven't actually listened to penumbra, is uh. is costco a strong part of the lore?

text: Juno Steel and the Costco Hotdog

[georgeclarkewifey]

Inconvenience | g. clarke

Chapter 3 - Ikea Trip

Summary: four boys and noa in ikea, what could go wrong?

Word Count: 1.1k+

Warnings: swearing, George being a dick

noamurphy

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noamurphy literally got halfway to Ikea before they demanded to stop for food

comments open

chrismd10 well we were hungry what did you expect?

⮑ noamurphy wait??? to get Ikea meatballs???

⮑ gkbarry_ noa speaking facts as usual

⮑ noamurphy love you babe x

arthurtv but we wanted hot dogs

⮑ noamurphy yeah and I wanted a successful football career but we don’t always get what we want

⮑ arthurhill just saw chris choke on his hot dog after he read this

⮑ fan new Noa lore?????

fan1 she’s so real for giving us this

⮑ fan2 mother really fed us today

⮑ noamurphy I worry for you guys sometimes

fan3 Ikea vlog 👉👈🥺 pls

⮑ noamurphy arthurtv ?

⮑ arthurtv 🫡

“Thank fuck.” Noa muttered, as the car finally pulled into the Ikea store parking lot. Somehow, their half an hour journey had doubled in length when Arthur TV declared that he was hungry and wanted to get hot dogs. “Honestly, all you guys do is think about your stomachs.”

“But I was hungry-“

“Well aware of the Television, maybe you should have had breakfast.”

“I had two Costco cookies!”

“Is that really what constitutes as a healthy breakfast these days.” Noa replied, rubbing her temples. “C’mon, let’s get this show off the road and into Swedish Heaven.”

Noa managed to herd the boys into the showroom area without much fuss, but once they were inside was where the real trouble began.

Arthur, who had decided to vlog the entire trip was running round the bedrooms with Chris, deciding to tumble out of a wardrobe every five minutes to declare that ‘they weren’t in Narnia any more’, which not only drew the attention of all the other shoppers, but some of the workers as well.

“Dixie! Please hold yourself together for five minutes, please? Just five minutes so that I can choose a bed frame and wardrobe…preferably one that you and Arthur haven’t tried to jump out of.” Noa pleaded, examining a black wooden bed.

“What colour do you want everything in? Because that will narrow the search down.” Chris said, before gazing at a set of bunk beds. “You know, if you ever wanted to have more than one person stay-“

“I’m not getting bunk beds Chris.” She sighed. “I’m not seven years old. Or making a nerf war sequel with my cousins.”

Starting to turn red, as the others snicked, Chris shook his head. “I was a kid okay? And at the time it looked good and we had fun!”

“Is anyone feeling thirsty?” Arthur TV asked, a slow grin starting to form. “I could go for a can of quick revive.”

Chris groaned in frustration, throwing his hands in the air. “Children, I’m friends with actual children.”

The four looked at each other, processing what he had just said, before dissolving into fits of giggles. Realising what they had interpreted, Chris shook his head and began to walk off. “Great, now they’re going to joke that I’m a nonce. Wonderful, just what I needed today, really, really it is.”

“Oh come on Chris, we know you don’t like kids. George, on the other hand-“

“Nope not even starting that conversation.” George grumbled, beginning to play with the drawers of one of the bed. “Why would someone want drawers on their bed?”

“If they don’t have enough room for a wardrobe I’m guessing. Not everyone has YouTuber money you see.” Noa replied, raising her eyebrows at him to reinforce her point. George just rolled at her and walked away, causing Noa to turn to the two Arthurs.

“Okay, what is his problem? Was it something I said? Or did?” She asked, moving to go inspect the next set of beds.

“Uh, we don’t actually know, we’re trying to figure it out too.”

“So he hasn’t even told you guys? Don’t you have like, guy time where you air all your grievances about stuff, and then bark like dogs at the end of it?”

Arthur (Hill) snorted. “No, you’re thinking of the Diamond Dogs, from Ted Lasso.”

“Shit yeah I am. Point still stands, he hasn’t said anything?”

“Not to us at least. And then I’d guess nothing to Chris either, because Chris then would have told us.”

Noa sighed as she ran her hand over a wooden bed frame. “Great, so one of your closest friends is pissed at me and I don’t even know why.”

“I’m sure he’ll come round, don’t even worry about it.”

“Thanks.” She muttered. “You know what, I think I’m gonna get this one. It’s cute, it’ll fit in my room, and I’m pretty sure there’s a matching desk and wardrobe.”

Grinning wickedly, Arthur (Frederick) beckoned Chris and George back over to join them. “You know, I reckon you need to test it, just to make sure that you like it.”

Noa smiled and flopped onto the bed. “Happy now?”

“Nah, I reckon you need someone to test it with you know? Just in case you ever find someone, or get lucky on a night out.” Arthur said, turning his head slowly to look at George.

“Why are you looking at me?” He asked, a small undertone of disgust in his voice, causing Noa’s eyebrows to raise gently.

“Well my shoes are muddy, so that’s a no. And Arthur and Chris are like her brothers, so I wouldn’t ask that of them.”

“But you’d ask that of me.” He grumbled quietly, moving to stand next to the bed. George sighed. “Move over then.”

Noa did so, smiling apologetically at George, before shooting a glare at the other three, who had all whipped out their phones.

George bit his lip as he laid down next to Noa, and began glaring daggers at the back of her head. He was hating every second, especially the fact that no matter where he looked, all he could see was Noa. From the top of her head all the way to where her hair fell on her back, obscuring the graphic print on the back of her hoodie. For a second, he wasn’t sure if he was in Ikea or his own personal hell, crafted for him by Arthur Hill.

“Wait, Noa you gotta make sure you’ve got enough room to roll over.” Chris added, throwing the couple an enthusiastic double thumbs up.

“I’m gonna kill you.” Noa said, only loud enough for George to hear, as she narrowed her eyes at Chris, who was too busy grinning from ear to ear, along with the two Arthurs.

George saw this and averted his gaze, doing everything he possibly could to avoid meeting Noa’s eyes as she faced him. He resisted for as long as he could, but eventually caved.

Luckily, he didn’t meet Noa’s eyes, as she had presumably fazed out, gazing at the geometric pattern on the pillow. George’s stare softened slightly has he studied her features, noticing the faint freckles that dotted over her nose, as well as the small circle of amber that added contrast to her icy blue eyes.

George wasn’t sure how he had been staring at her, but he was saved from any further embarrassment by Chris clearing his throat. “Glad that’s over.” He said, immediately sitting up and fixing his hair, leaving Noa behind.

She coughed, rubbing her face as if it would absolve her of any feelings of uneasiness and embarrassment. “Thanks for that.” She muttered to the two Arthurs. “I’m sure that really helped the situation.”

“I reckon so yeah.” Arthur Television agreed happily.

“Being sarcastic Artie, being sarcastic.” She sighed, patting his shoulder.

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chrismd10 can’t buy an ikea bed without testing it first

comments open

fan1 noa??? and George???? what is going on right now???

⮑ fan2 I was there and I don’t think they’re a thing bc Arthur asked them to do it

⮑ fan1 but why would he do that if not for…?

noamurphy hate you arthurhill

⮑ arthurhill love you too

maxbalegde can’t believe my mans in bed with someone else

⮑ noamurphy not my fault I promise he’s all yours x

fan4 I know they say that there’s nothing going on but look how close they are!!!! really confused rn

⮑ arthurtv Watch my vlog and then you’ll be fine

gkbarry_ omg who’s that fittie in bed

⮑ georgeclarke yours truly

⮑ gkbarry_ ew no not you

⮑ chrismd get roasted George

⮑ georgeclarke shut up hobbit

[matchingstripsocks]

My honest opinion, as the skiddad man of the fandom, on this guy's outfits

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◆ 1. — ‐ The classic suit and turtleneck [6/10]

It's okay but I don't like how the saturation is practically the same, the color combo sucks but he gets a decent grade for being his main fit

◆ 2. — ‐ Woodcarver [10/10]

Personal favorite of the bunch, I love how it shows him doing art and how this fit is always correlated to some form of lore

Peak colors too🎉

◆ 3. — ‐ Black Suit [9/10]

Black suits him quite well imo this goes extremely hard, I love how the gold stands out from the black itself

one point taken off because I wish it was consistent design wise </3

◆ 4. — ‐ Cardigan ??? [8/10]

I love this fit so much he looks like an 80 year old grandpa 🎉 handsome old man I hope he explodes

Real question is why he built like shadow w those colors

◆ 5. / 6. — ‐

LEFT ??suit? [6/10]

RIGHT sweater??? [6/10]

Theyre placed togheter because theyre not very memorable I seriously didn't know this existed but he looks quite stylish and cozy so that's okay

◆ 7. — ‐ Green shirt /omnious [10/10]

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING BASIC WITH THIS ITS SO FUNNY shaped like a godamn Costco dad I think this ones its own entity and it deserves a perfect score🎉 I wish it was drawn more tbh

◆ 8. — ‐ Grey/Black [9/10]

He gets 1 point off because I hate drawing his godamn sleeves im gonna cry

HES SOOOOO COOL THOUGH . one of my personal favorite fits tbh he looks quite serious in this I can see him striking fear with this

I wish the suit was a more blue ish grey tho

◆ 9. — ‐ HOW MANY SUITS DO YOU NEED. [7/10]

I'm giving it a 7 because I cant tell if this is the same as the other black suit I've seen but I love this shade of black so much

Why is it exclusive to cult mansion portraits </3

◆ 10. — ‐ Cultist robes [6/10]

2 complains ;

1. TOO much fanservice with. The cult robes and the cult itself.

2. I don't like the cultist colors because the yellow/cyan combo sucks they're the same saturation it's a bitch to color and not have my eyes hurt make it DARKER🖕

So obviously I'm leaving out 3 more fits because this guys closet is stuffed with fabric but I'm only doing the main ones👍👍👍you may ask questions if you have any on why some are ranked lower or higher for a better explanation

[thewickerking]

im curious.

[gravehags]

have i ever discussed what i call, a “bastard meal” on here?

it’s like when you have those nights you make the most odd fucking combo of foods for your dinner. for example i just made this potato bake acquired from costco, a handful of vegetarian nuggets, and a glass of pinot noir. boom, bastard meal. it’s a lot more fun to say than depression meal and i feel like it’s a very accurate description of when you eat a mish-mash of random foods you find in your fridge and cabinets.

and that is your bastard meal lore for the night.

[depressedhouseplant]

Just Fucking Write - Day 38

Prompt: Plot / Spoilers for possible full Apocalypse Fic

A/N: I cannot take credit for being holed up in a Costco. That was 100% Kevin’s idea. All the usual warnings about apocalypse fics apply. This is attached to Day 31 & Day 34

“Should you be poking a brain?” Changmin asked as he watched Chanhee examine a mostly intact brain.

“I’m poking the brain to see if I can figure out why we’re barricaded in a Costco because a whole bunch of dead people decided to start walking around,” Chanhee replied.

“That’s a zombie brain? How’d you get it?” Changmin moved back a little like the brain would start moving on its own.

“Hyunjae and Hoonie brought it back for me. We’ve been using expanding bullets which damage the brain to the point you can’t tell much about it. This time they used slugs so I was able to pick it out without doing much damage in the process,” Chanhee told him.

“And?” Changmin was still eyeing the brain warily.

“This person died 2 years ago, but there’s no sign of decay at all. They weren’t embalmed so there should be significant decay. There’s no sign of a prion disease either. I thought that might be an option, but this brain looks like the normal brain of a person who’s still alive,” Chanhee replied.

“Prion disease?” Changmin asked.

“Like Mad Cow. The only thing that’s wrong with this brain is there was a bullet in it. I don’t have the equipment to do a super detailed examination, but so far there’s nothing to suggest that this brain is from a dead person, much less a dead person who tried to eat someone,” Chanhee sighed and put his head in his hands.

“Well, zombie lore isn’t very consistent. The only thing anyone seems to agree on is they try to eat your brain, travel in packs, and bite you to turn you into a zombie. What we’ve seen is they rip people to shreds, pick the body clean, and if they do bite you and you survive then you’re dead within 24 hours. They do travel in packs, but it’s rare to see groups of more than 5 or 6. Also, every single person who rose died within the last 5 years. I bet if we examined a pack, there’d be someone who died every year like some kind of hierarchy. I’m not sure how any of that is useful in stopping them, but maybe something to think about while you keep quite literally picking that brain,” Changmin finally sat down across from him.

A pounding on the door made them both jump. Hak and Sunwoo appeared out of nowhere, guns drawn.

“Open the door!” they heard over the pounding.

“Password,” Sunwoo demanded.

“Fuck your password, we need help!” came the reply.

“I know that voice,” Hak said. He pulled back the sheet that covered the door.

“Yeonjun?”

“Hak?”

“Let them in,” Sangyeon told them over the headset.