#everybody say THANK YOU ERIN

[talesfromthecrypts]

incredible thing to diagnose me with

[vibesforlee]

yes Lyra does lean against a doorway and watch him train for a solid twenty minutes

yes they do make out afterwards

IM GONNA FAINT ERIN HOLY SHIT

Commander Wolffe

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[woso-dreamzzz]

Bayern Munich

Hardersson x Child!Reader

Part of The Big Adventures Universe

Summary: Your first day at Bayern Munich

The low rumble of German is soothing in your ears as Momma and Morsa walk into the Bayern Munich training centre.

You still remember all of your German and more because when you moved to England, Momma made sure to get you a German tutor because she was adamant that you would end up back here at some point.

Momma kept a lot of her German too so it's only Morsa that's going to struggle.

Bayern Munich isn't Wolfsburg but it's not Not-Wolfsburg either so you can live with this. It helps that the jersey has red on it like Arsenal does so you like it even more.

You've got your favourite training bag on your back but you know it won't really be used much today.

Some more official looking people greet you all, shaking your Momma and Morsa's hands in greeting and smiling politely at you.

"The rest of the girls are in the gym," One of the official people says," There's cubbies already waiting and labelled for you all in the locker room."

"Thank you," Momma says, taking your hand and walking you all there.

What the man said was true. Momma and Morsa have their own cubbies where their training shirts are already hanging up.

But you've got one too, complete with a tiny little training shirt for you and a new pair of goalkeeper gloves waiting.

You gasp and scurry forward.

"Morsa! Momma! Look, gloves!"

"We can see that," Morsa says as she begins to change," They must have seen how much you love keeping."

"I love keeping," You confirm as Momma helps you change into your new Bayern shirt.

"We know. Come on, princesse. Let's go meet everybody."

Momma and Morsa have been here before without you so they already kind of know their way around. It doesn't take a long time to get there.

You feel a little bit shy as you go in so hide a bit behind Morsa's long legs. Momma and Morsa greet everybody and you stay where you are, your hand holding tight on Morsa's waistband.

"Princesse," Morsa says," Say hello."

"Hallo."

One of the girls - the one with number sixteen on her shirt - laughs. "She speaks German?"

You nod. "Ja."

She laughs in delight and turns to look at Georgia Stanway, who you recognise from the World Cup and vaguely from when she played for Manchester City. "The kid speaks better German than you!"

Georgia rolls her eyes. "Life's too short to learn German." She approaches you with a smile, holding her hand out for a high five. "It's nice to see you again. You look good in a Bayern shirt."

"I like red," You reply with a little smile.

"I know. I heard from Leah that you really like Arsenal too."

"You know Leah?"

"Of course I do! Me and Leah go way back."

"Leah's really cool!"

Georgia laughs and leans forward like she's going to tell you a secret. "I'm cooler."

"Really?"

"So much cooler! Everything at Bayern's cooler! We've got the cooler Sam Kerr too!"

Your crinkle appears between your brows. "But Sam's in England."

"That's the Australian Sam," A new girl says as she approaches," I'm the Scottish Sam Kerr."

"Scottish," You repeat," Like Erin? And Jen? And Kim?"

"Exactly like them," Scottish Sam says.

You nod. "That's cool."

"See?" Georgia says," Everything's cooler here."

"You don't need to get her on your side," Morsa says a bit petulantly," She'd already decided that Bayern ranked above Chelsea the moment she saw the red on the jersey."

You nod. "Bayern is better than Not-Wolfsburg."

Morsa groans and Momma shakes her head fondly at you.

Georgia grins at you. "I think we're going to enjoy having you here."

[y-vna]

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 ᥥ⑅ᥥ   :   Ohh emm gee hi everybody!? I can't believe I, yes, ME, could EVER get here. Like omg wtf I swear to god i was not this big just a few months ago. and its not even about the follows at this point, I've just grown really really REALLY fond of the people on this platform, you all make me so so happy istgg. A lot of people have left tumblr recently, and I wish them only the very best, but I am real grateful for those who havent left me yet 😭 I have gained an overwhelming amount of support since the start of this blog, and I've definitely had my ups and downs, but nonetheless I'm still here! THANK YOU FOR THE OPPORTUNITY TO BE WHERE I AM TODAY AND THANK YOU DO MUCH MY LUVS FOR 1k!!! 😭😭😭💗💗💗💓💓❣️❣️

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- I love you all so soooo much, I just want you to know I believe in you, and you are gorgeous inside and out. I don't care what anybody else says, if they disagree, then screw them, I'll argue to my grave if I have to, because they are 150% wrong (2 points proven here, im so good at math and i like arguing bc im stubborn af). I know I'm supposed to be talking about how grateful I am, and obviously i really am, but it makes me happier when I'm talking about how much I love other people in my life, its super fulfilling. Even if I don't know you...I wish you the best lovely! ꣑୧

My favorite babies on this platform because UGH I LOVE THEM. LIKE REALLY LOVE THEM ☹️☹️

(not in particular order besides first few. Sorry babes they’re the ogs.)

@p-uki @yooorei @p-oisn @wiotas @fairytopea @yeritos @eun-luv @lil-liaa @ha-erins @7hyein @mxlly143 @vsnilla @jaes1lvr @i08wony @y0oni3 @fuckici @y-ves @iluvrei @shiolu @gigittamic @egorls @acdyzx @y-unjins @baesol @s-heon @khaer @raeceah @sugarish @yeribbon @umiena @yumjins @yujin @i-kyujin @y2jiz @bambicito @tookio @wcnbear @jnthri @minslune @munequitta @phuoris @h-aeism @h-anis @crazyfrm @vg-k @ryeins @gyustarzzi2 @florietas @wonysela ++ sooo MUCH MORE I love all of you!!!

I hope I can continue making you all proud for at least a little longer <3

Xoxo,

Ari

Aka yours truly

@y-vna

[themultifandomgal]

Jay Halstead- Work Husband Pt3

The following day I arrive to the precinct

"Alright Trudy"

"YLN your late" she acknowledges me without looking up

"Yeah I know, I'm sorry crazy morning"

"I don't care. Don't let it happen again" she says before letting me be buzzed up. I make my way to the break room to make myself a drink. Jay is in there already making himself a drink. Seeing me he gets out my cup and starts making me a coffee

"Thanks" I take a sip just as Jay asks

"How was the sex?" I practically choke on my coffee

"What?" I shout

"Come on. You and Severide. I saw how he looked at you last night"

"Kelly and I are friends"

"With benefits?"

"No" I roll my eyes "he's like a brother to me. Helped me through some shit"

"What kind of shit?" Before I can respond Erin pokes her head through the door

"Antonio and Jules have info"

Jay and I bring our drinks to the bullpen where Jules and Antonio are waiting

"We're boking for a Shane Cameron" Antonio tells us Xevier says he's been in hiding since yesterday"

"Yeah, but he has a flop house over on Addison. Might be worth checking out"

"All right, everybody vest up" Voight tells us all.

Once we arrive on the scene Antonio and Jules are the fist ones in when I hear a gun shot

"10-1. Officer shot" I hear Antonio shout through the radio. Voight and Erin are the first in with Jay and I behind them with our guns up

"Jules!" Erin shouts with worry. I run over to Jules and Antonio while Jay stays at the door

"YN!" I turn to Jay

"It's Pulpo let's go"

"Erin stay here" I tell her and run to Jay and Ruzek. We get in the car, Jay is driving and we start a high pursuit chase. As we're casing him cars are taking there time to move out of the way

"Fuck sake move!" I shout swerving between the cars. We finally block the car down an alleyway but of course not wanting to be caught Pulpo exists the car. Jay is the first one out with his gun and starts chasing him on foot. I then hear Jay tell us that he's got the offender.

Jules didn't make it. She died on arrival. I sit down on the couch with Severide sat next to me

"I needed this after the day I've had" I sigh as Shay hands me a beer then sits next to me on the other side 

"I'm sorry about Jules"

"I know our job is... unpredictable, but you never think... I can't get her husband and kids out of my head. Like fuck she had two kids"

"Come here" Shay pulls my into her side and hugs me. There's a knock on the door making all of us frown

"I'll get it" Kelly says going towards the door while Shay and I continue to hug one another

"Errr" Kelly awkwardly walks back into the living room with Jay

"Jay what are you doing here?"

"Today was tough. Just erm wanted to check up on you" Jay look at Kelly and Leslie

"Why don't we go and make dinner hey Shay?" They both leave the room, leaving me alone with Jay

"Are you ok after today?"

"Honestly? Not really no"

"Want to talk about it?" I ask scooting over on the couch. Jay sits down next to me

"All I can't think of is if that was you"

"Jay..."

"YN you are the best partner I have had, not only that your a good friend. Today just scared me"

"It scared me too" I place my head on his shoulder, Jay hugs me tightly into him "you can drive tomorrow, if you want" I say earning a little chuckle from him

"Thank you"

[ouijabard]

WC Fandom Callout/Hot Take Time!

(I would like to preface this by saying that I am a member of the Warrior Cats community myself; I love it here and there are so many amazing and talented people. This post is by no means saying that everybody here is guilty of this, nor is it meant to be an attack or show of ill will on those who are. <:])

Okay, so I have a small grievance to air:

Never, in all my years on the internet, have I ever seen a community that matches the sheer amount of negativity and petty spite the WC fandom has, especially towards its own creators.

Exhibit A:

WC fandom:

The Erins: *actually give us the most pretty, fun, and unique canon design we’ve ever gotten, which CLEARLY IS A CHIMERA AS THEY INTENDED DUE TO HOW HER BLACK FUR IS LONGER THAN HER ORANGE FUR (LOOK AT HER CHEEK FLUFF)*

WC Fandom:

LIKE. Y’ALL.

(I would also like to mention that while yes, the inbreeding is gross and warrants criticism, when you have such isolated populations interbreeding, it was always bound to happen, especially with such complex and forgettable lineages (of feral cats, no less (y’know, animals that form family trees like that naturally?)). Honestly? It’s been an issue for so long that I really think we should just stop pointlessly whining about it, accept it (as long as they aren’t too closely related/it isn’t immediate family incest), and move on.)

I get constructive criticism and civil discourse is healthy in a fandom, but there’s no need to be so blatantly and endlessly petty and spiteful, especially towards the people who try so hard to give you the thing you enjoy in a consistent and timely manner and live up to its legacy. I agree that there are definitely things they’ve messed up on or could do much better with and that they should prioritize quality over quantity more, but c’mon. Honestly, y’all will just find anything to bitch about. 😭 Besides, enough with the pessimism and belittlement! Fandoms are supposed to be fun, and trust me, you will have much more fun if you just let yourself be excited and see what happens. Even if it does feel somewhat like toxic positivity to say so, there's no joy in just being a critic all the time. :]

Anyway, sorry for the exasperated ramble, and thank you for coming to my TEDtalk. 🙏

[lilac-hecox]

would you write that idea that's been moving around here recently with everybody thinking ian and anthony are exes before actually getting to know them? bonus points if they hear about it and they actually reconsider some things 👀

Actually Exes?- Ian/Anthony - ianthony

--

It’s at lunch when Angela perks up and lets her mouth move faster than her brain, letting her thoughts fall like loose change from her mouth with no one to catch them.

“You know, I was thinking of how progressive it is that our company was not only founded by, but owned, and run successfully by a pair of exes. Gay exes at that.”

Chanse looks at her, arching an eyebrow. “Angela…”

“What?” she asks, taking a bite of her salad. “Don’t you think that’s cool? I mean. You don’t really see that a lot. Imagine buying back your company with your ex-boyfriend and making a big theatrical reunion and all that.”

“Oh, Ang…” Amanda says, as if she were looking at a cat who is struggling to figure out how to get itself out of a box or something.

Angela looks around at her friends and co-workers, and then she looks over at the far table where Ian and Anthony are seated, shoulder-to-shoulder. Anthony is cracking up at something Ian has said, a grin stretched across Ian’s face, as Anthony wheezes and pounds his fist on the table.

When Anthony regains his composure, they keep eating until Ian offers Anthony a bite of his salad from his own fork, which Anthony gladly takes.

“You’re telling me those two salads sharing freaks aren’t ex-boyfriends?” Angela asks.

“They aren’t,” Courtney says, turning away from Shayne next to her to focus on Angela and the conversation that had been going on next to them. “As much as it seems like they are.”

“But…” Angela says, frowning. All of her thoughts of a progressive Smosh being championed by queer owners flying out the window of her mind. “Look at them.”

Courtney smiles at the two men who are lost in a world that seems to be completely their own.

“I know, but I’ve known them a long time and as far as I know they’ve never been together.”

“This is one of those things where you guys are fucking with me, isn’t it?” Angela asks, “like, ha ha, Angela believed that Ian and Anthony never dated.”

“No! I swear!” Courtney says through giggles which isn’t helping her case.

“Bitch, don’t you think I would have said something?” Chanse asks.

“You did! Our half-time song at the funeral! The sexual tension of it all!”

Chanse blinks at Angela and then looks at the group around them.

“She’s got me there.”

“Angela,” Shayne says, smiling but more serious than the rest, “We swear as far as any of us know Ian and Anthony are just friends.”

Angela lets the conversation die down after that, but she keeps her eye on her bosses the rest of lunch in case they do anything that could signify that they ever were a couple.

Over the next few days Angela takes to watching Ian and Anthony. She follows a distance behind them as they walk down the hall together. She notes that Anthony knows the exact way Ian likes his coffee in the mornings. Later on, when they get ready to shoot, Angela overhears Ian reminding Anthony that he needs to grab a snack after the shoot because Anthony had a small breakfast. She watches Anthony smile and nod, reaching out to touch Ian’s arm in thanks.

There’s no way they’ve never dated.

She records a Lunchtime Podcast with them and Erin and during the episode they talk about how they sat together at lunch throughout high school. Ian even feeds Anthony a forkful of vegan spaghetti. Angela has to dig her nails into the palm of her hand to stop herself from asking outright during the podcast about their history and their relationship.

The next day Angela gets an email from Emily that they are looking for cast and crew meme submissions for the upcoming episode of Who Memed It? Angela scans the website Spencer had shown her for making memes, but nothing inspires her. She’s too wrapped up in this Ian and Anthony conspiracy.

The way they look at each other, talk to each other, how close they are, there is no way they aren’t amicable exes!

Things at Smosh get a little busier and Angela can’t keep track of Ian and Anthony as closely as she wants. She does walk by Ian’s office and catches him on his couch, phone in hand, Anthony with his head pillowed on Ian’s shoulder, napping there.

Then, they are set to film the Who Meme’d It? episode. Angela isn’t on the panel, but she sits and watches because those episodes are always a good time and really funny to watch be filmed. Ian and Anthony happen to be on the panel along with Courtney.

They go through the memes and then partway through Shayne presents a meme that is two people making out, bodies tangled together.

“So, this says, uh, how Angela sees Ian and Anthony,” Shayne says, laughing as he explains the meme.

Anthony laughs, his cheeks red, and Ian is grinning.

“Angela has seen us make out?” Anthony asks, glancing at her across the set.

“No, she just thought you two were actual ex-boyfriends,” Shayne says, laughing.

The cast and crew watching break into laughter, Angela too.

“Hey!” she says, standing up to defend herself, “it’s an honest mistake to make!”

The laughter quiets down and the panel make their guesses. The meme was made by Shayne, and he sheepishly grins at Angela as she glares at him.

When the video is over, Angela makes a beeline for Shayne, she is so wrapped up in giving him shit over his meme that she misses the way Ian and Anthony happen to slink off the set together, as usual.

--

“So, Angela thought we actually dated,” Anthony says, “that’s funny.”

“Of course she did,” Ian says, rolling his eyes, “she also thought xylophone was spelt with a ‘Z’.”

“Yeah, true, and she and Chanse wrote that half-time show saying we had sexual tension,” Anthony adds.

Ian looks at Anthony, the two of them in their shared office.  

“Our meddlesome kids,” Ian says with a sigh.

Anthony grins, “Yeah, see, when you say they are our kids, when we’re their dads, they kinda have a point.”

“Oh,” Ian says, “you want to talk to them? Tell them to tone it down?”

Anthony smiles, leaning across the expanse of Ian’s desk and covering Ian’s hand with his own, squeezing gently, affectionately.

“Nah, it’s way more fun this way.”

[shaynesunderstudy]

Everybody say thank you to Erin for this

[rontra]

Do the chess moves translate into your OCs’ world btw. Are they normal humans or made in some kinda substance. Do Kaitlin and Erin ever interact and if so what’s the situation there

YAYYY MORE OC QUESTIONS TEEHEE thank u! letssee... oh god it's another long post 😭😂

chess moves NOT SO MUCH because in the setup we've got here its really hard to incorporate something like that beyond like. the vaguest gestures hahaha maybe if the magic system was more tangible and active we could play with stuff like that, but as the setting is right now there's not that much to work with in-depth. much as i might dream

(like you can give the rook a bow and say its because it attacks in a straight line from far away but beyond that its like...well... MDSJHBBG)

they are normal humans made of normal human stuff, much as they might wish otherwise at times. the magic in their world governs the structure and laws of reality and doles out punishments when said laws are breached. it's not really a magic Powers system as much as it's a magic Penalty system. this means that almost everyone (with a few exceptions) is just like a normal human being with no special powers or attributes, but the world itself will retaliate by magic if its tenets are breached. basically it's a nightmare and everybody hates it

(the main exception is people from outside this reality, like kaitlin and aster, who sit somewhere in the middle: right above ordinary humans, but very far beneath the Unseen Structure(tm) that holds the world together. they are subject to the same retaliatory destruction as everybody else, but they often have some degree of supernatural commanding force that beings belonging to this world find difficult to resist. ethical implications are Very Dire and basically aster wants kaitlin to use that power in her final duel so that the guy she's killing won't be able to defend himself. kaitlin uh does not want to do that to be honest with you!)

👆 this all is kind of important for your last question. when kaitlin first shows up in this world she's actually in alabaster, where erin is queen. so she's delivered to erin after some hijinks and they meet very early on in the story. their backstories and general personality inclinations have some pretty serious comparison points actually, but this isn't something they realize until wayyyy later (if at all)--they have a lot in common to compare and contrast. tbh they're foils but what else is new am i right. anyway;

erin is the first person kaitlin uses her command powers on, by accident, and they both hate it and it sucks very badly. kaitlin presses her to answer a question and erin has to obey and they're both understandably very freaked out by the whole thing. this direct confrontation with kaitlin's power is part of why erin is immediately like. "Oh It's OVER Over". it was erin's first time being directly exposed to this kind of magic--but she immediately felt how strong it was and understood what aster is planning to use it for (total crush victory)

erin and kaitlin do not really ... like each other very much after this and remain very wary of each other (kaitlin is very intimidated by erin but also feels guilty for what she did to her, erin sees her as a representation of aster's win/their upcoming confrontation + obviously does not feel great about having her free will messed with even if it was accidental). kaitlin is very timid and can't fully conceptualize how deeply uneasy she makes erin after their first meeting, because in her mind erin is very strong and unreadable and scary 😭 which is very fun to me personally

for a long time after that whenever they're forced to interact, erin defaults to treating kaitlin very like. detached, perfunctory, polite but not Friendly. and kaitlin is scared of her. LMAO

however they both have close ties with aster and aren't truly "enemies" either, especially as kaitlin starts to get her feet under her and push back against the less savory parts of aster's schemes. it's very obvious that erin never believed kaitlin would be anything more than aster's pawn, so when kaitlin finds her own opinions and starts rejecting things she doesn't like, it's kind of a change in her relationship with erin too. they start actually trusting each other as allies and people yknow. the "these assholes keep saving each other via ruining each others lives" cycle does absolutely include kaitlin rekindling erin's hope that things can be different (after first ruining her life w/ the IT'S OVER!! day). love world 🫶

also once theyre more comfortable with each other its very funny that aster's wife and gf(?) are hanging out talking shit about her 😭the relationships chart in this story is so.......................

[michaelasworlds-blog]

Daddy’s Girl (A Hazbin OC Fanfic)

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Ch. 1: The Forgotten Decade

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Oregon, 19XX

He had been watching her for a week now, where she lived, where she went to school, and hung out with her friends. She was beautiful and he had to have her,

One late afternoon he finally got up the courage to go after her.

Now here they were, in one of his sheds, “Can't Smile Without You” playing on the record; She was chained to a medical bed crying over Barry Manilow.

“Please! Please let me go! I won’t tell-”

“Shh!” He gagged her with a cloth. Listening for a moment he started to hear a child talking to themselves, the man rolled his eyes. “You couldn’t have waited at least an hour,” he glared at the girl still crying. The man grabbed a syringe, before walking to a closet across the room. Opening the door, a little girl was playing with a black baby doll.

“Daddy!” She smiled up at him. “Look the baby not sleep!” she showed him the doll.

“Uh oh,” he grabbed the doll. “I have to teach a lesson.”

“Oh no! Can I come out now?” The little girl asked.

The man picked her up, “Not until you’ve had your nap young lady, you know how you get when you’re cranky.”

“Awe…” the toddler pouted.

“Yeah, I know,” the man also pouted before sticking the syringe in her leg. His daughter slowly fell unconscious, he dropped her on the floor of the closet before closing the door; “Now! Where were we?” He picked a pair of pliers walking over to the medical table.

“Please..please let me go, I won’t tell anyone,” the girl on the table cried.

“Shh…” he rubbed her head. “It’s okay, I’ll let you go I just need a favor”

“Okay, fine whatever you want,” she smiled sort of relieved.

“Say ‘ahh..’ ” he pried her mouth open before putting the pliers in.

She screamed.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Present day, Hell

“Welcome to today’s activity! Decade day!” Charlie clapped excitedly. “Everyone should be dressed as the decade they were born, and we can all mingle with each other about our favorite parts of that time period!”

Sinners dressed from the early 1700s to the present clapped before mingling with each other, the princess of hell and Vaggie walked around listening to residents complimenting outfits and critiquing them, “This is amazing! I can’t believe how many people decided to participate,” Charlie squealed.

“It’s all thanks to you babe, a lot of these new generations of sinners believe in change and want to get better-” Vaggie was interrupted by the sight of the Radio Demon in his everyday suit, “Alastor! You said you’d participate,” she groaned.

“I am, this was very popular in my day,” he fixed his tie, looking smugly at the angel.

“Bastardo engreído,” Vaggie glared.

Translation: Smug bastard.

“Well Alastor you look very spiffy,” Charlie snapped fingers guns at the overlord.

“Why thank you my dear,” Alastor smiled at her before the couple walked away.

They continued seeing everybody then got to Eric, Ezekiel, Erin and Bean. “Look at you guys! Eric I didn’t know you were born in the 80s!” Charlie looked amazed at his leather jacket.

“He’s not, he’s just copying me,” Bean crossed her arms. Her hair was teased and she wore punk rock like clothing, you could tell who actually lived through the time period.

“I put a twist on the activity, decade I lived through nah, how about a decade I should’ve been born in?” Eric smirked posing.

“He’s jealous cause his time period sucked,” Ezekiel elbowed him in the gut.

“Right.. because the 1920s were so much better,” Eric pushed him.

“Guys come on,” Vaggie rolled her eyes. “Men.”

Bean rolled her eyes, getting between the sinners to stop from fighting. Charlie was glad she had decided to stay at the hotel, she helped out a lot and joined in on activities; Charlie felt as if this was to keep Bean from thinking about something else but she was glad to have the extra help. She turned to see Erin wearing just a shirt that said “Ageless” and shorts.

“Erin! Cute top..um what decade are you from?” Charlie smiled at the siren.

“Um.. the thing is, I don’t know, I don’t know when I died all I know is that I was 16 when I died, but I don’t know when that was..” Erin looked down playing with her necklace, “I just thought the shirt would be funny.”

“Awe..I’m so sorry, I just love the shirt, and it’s okay you could’ve just dressed up as your favorite decade as well-”

“Seriously?!” A voice yelled. Everyone became quiet, turning to an angry Voe, “What the hell is the point of this activity then Charlie?! This is stupid!” She raged before storming upstairs.

“What was that about?” Vaggie raised an eyebrow.

“Smiles still isn’t talkin to her,” Angel leaned on Vaggie’s head. He looked at her, “That’s what people wore in your time period?”

Vaggie pushed Angel off her, “Yes!”

“Yikes,” He said before walking away.

“Anyway…” Eric slowly turned to Erin. “I just had the best idea!” He held her by her shoulders.

“What?” She looked around nervously.

“A mystery!” Eric smiled.

“A murder mystery,” Ezekiel chimed in.

“Wait wait wait, you don’t know that she was murdered,” Vaggie said.

“Actually my dad says that usually a sinner with memory loss died in a traumatic way, so it could be murder,” Charlie shrugged.

“Oh no! I was murdered?!” Erin gasped.

“You bet your sweet bottom ass baby you were,” Eric twirls her into him. “And me, you, Zeke, Bean and the viewers are gonna solve this mystery.”

“Wait-” Bean was interrupted by Charlie screaming.

“A murder mystery podcast?! We’re listening to every episode!!” She hugged Vaggie.

Eric takes out a tape recorder, starting to record, “Episode One, Part One…”

“The Forgotten Decade”

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“Good evening everyone, welcome back to Ravin’ wit Rave,” Eric said into the microphone. “I know what you’re thinking, ‘wasn’t he just on?’ And ‘why does he sound so serious?’ I’ll tell you why, we have an unsolved mystery on our hands. I’m here with Erin, a 16 year old-”

“Eric!” Bean said loudly.

Eric stopped the podcast, “What?!” This was the fourth time someone had interrupted him.

“I gotta go” Bean put her jacket on.

“What?! No I - I mean we need you!” Eric ripped his headphones off.

Bean looked at the three sinners before rolling her eyes, she didn’t even want to do this but she couldn’t let them down. They were her friends I guess; at least according to them, “Fine, my advice is if you really want to do this then you should probably think about the year you died; what was it like, were there cellphones stuff like that. it’ll help you decide what kind of sinner you’re looking for.”

“That makes total sense, why didn’t we think of that,” Zeke gasped.

“This is gonna be great,” Erin smiled.

“Yeah well, you guys have fun and I’ll be back…I’ll be back whenever,” Bean said before leaving.

Bean walked down the streets that were full of a lot more chaos than usual, ever since Voe killed the Vees lower sinners felt more confident; Bean knows she did. Sinners banded together and protected each other, more joined the hotel. Of course there was a downside to this, the higher up sinners fought back and would win; this is why she invested in a handgun and a switchblade. Walking by she looked up at V-Tower, the Vees got back about a month ago and didn’t waste time rebuilding their empire and it didn’t take any longer for people to pick sides. Team Voe or Team Vees, Bean was of course on Voe’s side however sometimes she wondered how Vox was, that flat faced bastard deserved to get fucked but she couldn’t stop thinking about him. Bean walked into “Ruby’s” . It was pretty busy, sinners were sweeping, wiping down poles, tables and glasses; Ruby kept moving the grand opening date because it “wasn’t the right day” she was so dramatic.

“Bean my darling!” The overlord came from behind beaded curtains, Ruby kissed Bean on the forehead.

“Um hi, club looks nice,” Bean smiled as both sinners sat at the bar.

“Trixie sweetie makes us an acid martini please,” Ruby smiled at the hellhound behind the bar. “She’s sweet.”

Trixie placed two glasses of a green sizzling liquid in front of them, “Thank you,” Bean pulled the glass towards herself.

“Koman sa va?” Ruby sipped from her glass.

Translation: How are you?

“Fine I suppose, I’ve been kind of bored,” Bean rolled her eyes.

“I’m surprised Alastor doesn’t have you killing anyone for him, you were ready to do anything for the Radio Demon,” Ruby smirked.

Bean rolled her eyes, Alastor had “apologized” to her, and by “apologizing” ; it was more like a “I’m Alastor, I can’t help it.” But he said it in a charming and confusing way that Bean never understood; he started hanging out with her but she was sure it was to tick Voe off, she was not trying to be in the middle of that. “I’m done with men.”

“Uh huh, I bet you are,” Ruby didn’t sound convinced.

“Look, I have things to do today so why did you call me down here?”

“Oh!” Ruby sat up looking across the room, “Sha!” She waved to a slim demon, she had gray skin, yellow eyes and coily brown hair tied in a large puff with a white streak. “Come here my love,” she gestured to the demon.

The woman walked over to Ruby and Bean, “Bean this is Gigi, she’s new to hell and will be staying with me; Gigi this is my daughter Bean.” Gigi stared at Bean, Bean wondered if she had something on her face, “Don’t be rude, say something,” Ruby rolled her eyes.

Gigi cleared her throat, “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” she shook Bean’s hand.

“Uh huh,” Bean looks at Ruby. “Why did I need to be here?”

“Well..I talked to Lucifer and Gigi is going to be at the hotel, I’d want her to have a friend to get her started, you’d do that for mommy won’t you? Oh who am I kidding? You don’t have a choice!” Ruby laughed.

Gigi stared at a miserable Bean, smiling a little, “I hate you,” Bean glared before storming out.

“Adyeu,” Ruby blew a kiss. She turned to Gigi who was beaming, “Yeah…you’re fired.”

“You said I could stay here!” Gigi was flabbergasted.

“You are terrible at everything! The tables are never clean, you can’t use a register. You can’t dance; you look weird when you strip or climb a pole, and my glasses, which were a gift from Asmodeus himself, have YOUR fingerprints on them!” Ruby shows her a glass covered in multiple smudges, and Trixie shakes her head disappointed. “And besides, don’t you want to spend quality time with your daughter?”

“From the way you were talking to her she might as well be your daughter,” Gigi crossed her arms.

“Oh Eugenia, always taking the cowardly route,” Ruby smirked. “I need you out tonight, I need that room for a very special guest.”

“Who?”

“None of your business,” she stands up to leave. “Be out in an hour.”

Gigi pouts, it was either the hotel or be homeless..

“Fuck.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You want me to come back and work for you?” Bean sat on Valentino’s sofa.

“That’s what I said," he smirked, sitting on the couch across from her.

“Why don’t you call Angel, isn’t he the one who made you the most money?” Bean raised an eyebrow.

“That prick hasn’t returned any of my calls,” He growled.

“Awe..” Bean pouted sarcastically.

“I only have 20,000 souls now because of the Radio Demon’s little bitch, I at least wanna get my Sugar back,” he took a drag from his cigarette blowing out pink smoke.

“You tried to crush my head” she crossed her arms.

“Look, I know you’re getting bored at that hotel,” he waves her off.

“I am not.”

“Well I know you’re getting tired of being broke, your money is running low; I bet this is the third time you’ve worn that shirt,” he smirked.

Bean didn't answer, she was starting to feel a little upset, she’d never worn the same outfit twice in the same week; people barely knew her. She took a breath, “Can I think about it?”

Valentino grinned, kissing her hand before slowly licking it, “You sure can, baby.” Bean ripped her hand away, wiping the slimy saliva off of it. She got up to leave when the door opened, Bean stood frozen in place seeing Vox.

“Val there’s a meeting in ten, get your fat ass-” Vox looked from his phone, noticing Bean staring at him, his eyes widened.

Bean felt her face heat up, she wanted to say something but didn’t even know what the right thing was. Clearing her throat she mustered up a simple, “Hi.”

“What are you doing here?” The TV Demon raised an eyebrow.

“I wanted to see about getting my job back..” Bean messed with the bottom of her shirt.

“Oh really? Vox smirked. “But didn’t you quit? And I don’t know if I’m too fond of Voe’s friends in my establishment.”

“I worked for Val not you,” Bean’s blood began to boil.

“Well Val works for me, so he does what I say,” Vox grins, his voice becoming slightly distorted. Bean glared at him, and his grin got bigger.

“Well..if you want a job I’m sure there’s something I can find for you chica,” Val leaned back on the sofa.

“Great,” Bean smiled at Val. “Call me when you need me,” she winked at the moth as Vox’s grin fell before Bean left the room.

Vox slowly turned to Valentino, “What actual fuck?!” His voice was distorted.

“What…don’t be jealous baby, it isn’t a good look for you,” Val smirked. “Don’t pretend you don’t like this new side.” The Tv demon rolled his eyes.

Vox scoffed, “Get your ass to the conference room.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“Here we are at Siren Springs Cassius-”

“Actually it’s Casper,” Casper interrupted Eric.

“Whatever, we’ve got some questions to ask you and your mermaid buddies,” Zeke stepped up.

“Fine, as long as you bring me up to Voe on your next podcast,” Casper led them to a large lake filled with sirens sitting on rocks and playing in the water.

Eric, Zeke, and Erin stood in front of the lake looking amazed, “Casper! Who are these guys?!” A male siren shouted.

“We’ll be asking the questions here buddy,” Eric crossed his arms. At the moment the sinners in the water started spewing water from their mouths at the three. Casper pulled them to the side.

“Okay you can not talk to them like that,” Casper whispered to them. “They don’t respond to demands, be nice or they’ll rip you to pieces.”

“Like emotionally?” Erin asked.

“Come on, and let me do the talking,” The four started walking back to the lake. “Hey guys! Sorry about that, they’re just uh..hungry I guess.”

“Then tell the bitch to eat a granola bar,” a female siren rolled her eyes.

“Anyway.. this is Erin,” Casper gently pushed her forward. “She needs our help.” He gestured for her to get in the water. Erin got into the lake, it was still scary for her, but if she didn’t think about it, it was easy to forget her fears. The sirens surrounded her, touching her hair, tail and skin; though they were in the water their touches felt warm and soft as if she could tell them everything

“What are they doing?” Zeke mumbled.

“Making her feel comfortable,” Casper answered. “We’re more comfortable around our own, they’ll help.”

“Fuck yeah,” Eric smiled.

The sinners stopped touching Erin, “What do you need?”

“I can’t remember when or how I died, I believe I was murdered,” Erin spoke to them. The sirens give each other worried looks then look back at her.

“You probably won’t ever remember sweetie,” A female siren said.

“That’s bullshit,” Eric blurted. Everyone looked at him.

“Excuse me?” The siren narrowed her eyes.

Eric sat down in the grass pulling out the tape recorder, “What’s your name?”

The demon looked at him like he lost his mind, “Wynter,” she answered.

“Well Wynter, what evidence says she won’t remember?” He raised an eyebrow.

“We’re in Hell, this is a punishment meaning that we’re supposed to remember what happened to us, so we never forget what we did; that fact that she can’t remember means something traumatic happened to her,” Wynter leaned against the edge of the lake.

“What about death?” Erin chimed in.

“Most siren’s deaths are usually centered around drowning, maybe there was an accident; maybe you fell,” Casper shrugged. “Is there anything you remember?”

Erin thought for a second, “Snow, and trees, lots of them.”

“Like a forest,” Zeke snapped his fingers. Erin nodded

“I remember screaming, in pain; like I was trying to get out of something. I was sitting in the snow, I think,” She continued.

“Alright alright, let’s say you were murdered; you’ve come to the wrong place babe,” a male sinner stood up.

“And you are?” Eric asked.

“Percy,” the siren smirked before turning to Erin. “We’re not really associated with that, we’re more on the manipulation side of hell; we get what we want through our voice and in the bed,” Percy winked.

“Ugh who does this guy think he is?” Eric rolled his eyes.

“What should I do?” Erin looked up at him.

“Have a chat with an overlord is my advice,” Percy replied.

“Percy! That’s a terrible idea!” Wynter glared at him.

“His ideas are always the worst,” a siren mumbled in the back.

“Why?” Zeke asked.

“Overlords are the only sinners that were crazy enough to kill women and children, how do you think they got the power to become an overlord? They had the power up on earth, trust me an overlord is the way to go.”

“Of course! Why didn't I think of that?!” Eric looked at Casper.

“Because it’s a terrible idea,” Casper rolled his eyes.

“E let’s roll!” Zeke helped Erin out of the water.

The three sinners ran off, “Thanks Casino! I owe you one!” Eric shouted in the distance.

“It’s Casper!” Casper shouted. “And you owe me recognition! Don’t forget to tell Voe about me!” Percy sighed, putting his arm around him, “Think they’ll remember?” He looked at him.

“Oh absolutely not,” Percy pat him on the back. “They’re idiots, I’m gonna miss them; what about you Wynter? You gonna miss them?” He smirked at a glaring Wynter. She said nothing, spitting water at him before going underwater. “Jokes on you, I’m used to bodily fluids on me!”

“Should I go after them?” Casper asked, looking into the tall grass.

“Absolutely not,” Percy pat him on the back.

Wynter slowly emerged from the water looking into the grass.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“That’s not what I told you to do!” Bean scolded the three.

“You said to go get info!” Eric yelled.

“I said to re-jog her memory, not start a fight with sirens and interrogate overlords! You guys are gonna get yourselves killed!” She paced the living room, they couldn’t be left alone for a DAY; it was ridiculous.

“Exactly! That’s why we need your guidance!” Zeke smiled. “You’re like our older sister!”

“No She isn’t!” Eric pushed him. “You’re smart, and hot, we need that smart beauty that I - we know and love,” he put his arm around her.

Bean looked at the sinners, they looked desperate and sad; it was making her sad. She sighed, “Fine I will help you.”

“YES!” Eric said a little too excited.

“But! Do not be weird! And we should listen to each other because that’s like teamwork I guess,” she shrugged.

“Yay! Our sister’s here to help!” Erin hugged her.

“On three! B.E.E.E Squad!” Eric shouted.

“BEEE SQUAD!” The other two repeated.

Bean shook her head, what had she gotten herself into?

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Alastor sat listening to some soft jazz in his radio station. It was pretty quiet tonight which wasn’t a problem, it was just strange. He wanted space from Voe to think, about what? He didn’t know himself, first off it was the question of trusting her again, Alastor missed their conversations, missed her touch and her soft skin; but there was no telling what she’d do. Voe couldn’t be trusted, but at the same time he looked into her eyes and saw the truth, and that’s how they got to where they are now. Did she even care? Had she moved on? Should he move on? A knock at the door interrupted his thoughts. Was it her? He hoped it was, but at the same time he hoped it wasn’t. He didn’t know what to do, or what he’d say. Alastor opened the door revealing a female gray demon standing in the doorway, she looked up at him nervously, her yellow eyes boring into his. “Can I help you?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Are you the Radio Demon?” She asked.

“Depends, who are you?” Alastor tapped the top of his cane, already becoming impatient.

“Me, my name's Eugenia..”

His eyes widened.

“I need your help.”

(Hey everyone! welcome to my new story, well more of a sequel, just some small info. First off this takes place during another fanfic “Fawning for You” it’s written by @nkirukaj the OC Voe belongs to her and obviously canon characters belong to the lovely Vizipop, other characters like Bean, Eric, Zeke, Erin, Ruby and Eugenia/Gigi are my OCs. This is an 18+ story, I can’t stop you from reading it but there will be triggering content; I will add trigger warnings and let you know when those scenes come up. I hope you enjoy my story ♏️)

[blimbo-buddy]

You know what?

I'm actually happy that Henry was mentioned in passing and never brought up again. He deserves to be obscure and not because I don't like him. I actually do love him to bites and wish he and Purdy met.

I am happy he's never brought up because this series is an absolute train-wreck and we were taught to hate kittypets and dislike anyone from the outside and love the clans despite glaring flaws.

Also, despite the clans being treated like a community, so many cats in the clans are like strangers to each other and don't have any form of connection and it's weird because they're all trying to survive and it's like, "Oh hey! You met Vineslash yet?" and they're all like, "Oh them uhh.. never talked to him outside of patrols and stuff."

Like I get it but also don't get it?

Also, I'm so excited to see Henry again from your sneak peek art!!!

I love your art and you give justice to the deserving and it's so goood!!!

Yeah I get that, as much as I would have loved more Henry stuff, I know that they'd only use him for more fatphobia. But it's funny you mention him and Purdy because I headcanon that they're brothers, Henry is the eldest brother and Purdy is the youngest brother. Not from the same litter though.

It's definitely odd that while they're viewed and treated as a community, they barely know each other. This is a fault of the writers of course, remember how much the deaths of characters impacted everybody in Arc 1 compared to TBC, remember how devastated FireHeart was when he sat next to a dying YellowFang and spent her last dying moments sitting by her and talking? You do? Good, now remember when RosePetal died and BristleFrost was just like "Oh no, RosePetal!" and didn't go beyond that. Do you notice the whiplash between the two comparisons? The Erins never write any meaningful relationships anymore and we're reminded of that anytime a character dies.

And it's so funny because when we see more into Twolegplace, they feel like more of a community than the clans do, cats actually know each other, they have pasts with each other, cats have reputations good or bad. Even with Warriorclan, you feel that great sense of community. Bone actually knew Boulder beforehand, most cats still knew about each other in Bloodclan. It's ironic that the biggest senses of community we get in Warriors are from groups of cats that are both not even real clans and have either brief appearances (Warriorclan) or an entirely antagonistic role in whatever story the Erins want to write (Bloodclan). The Twolegplaces we briefly see have more community than the clans ever had, which is sad because the entire series centers around the clans.

Also thank you so much! Henry is a major insignificant favorite of mine and I wanted so badly to integrate him into PineStar's Choice. I wish that book was a SE instead of a Novella because I would have loved to see more stuff in Chelford, we could have gotten a Henry appearance, we were robbed. Henry and Pine have a close bond with each other in the rewrite, and it's funny because it started out not the best. Basically, PinePaw scented a Kittypet and when he found the source of the scent, it was Henry who had caught a robin. PinePaw was furious and chased him out of the forest. Later on they meet again and Henry goes "Oh wait, I know you! You chased me out of the forest over a robin, haha!" and PinePaw's sitting there sweating nervously. Henry apologizes for taking the clan's food because he didn't realize it wasn't good to do that but PinePaw splutters out that Henry shouldn't be apologizing, and he says sorry to Henry. PinePaw, well, to say the least, feels really bad about that whole thing. But they grow closer nonetheless! If making art of insignificant Kittypets was a job I'd be rich, thank you so much again dude, I appreciate it!

[thepastisalreadywritten]

'I need an outlet': Grieving relatives talk to lost loved ones on phone in the forest

By Matt Mcknight

13 June 2023

OLYMPIA, Washington, June 12 (Reuters) - In the middle of a serene forest four miles from Washington state's capital, Olympia, sits a vintage rotary phone.

It is not connected to a telephone line and looks out of place.

But it has become a literal lifeline for people to speak words out loud to lost loved ones; words they never got the chance to say while they were still alive.

Corey Dembeck, 41, created and installed the original wind phone in the Pacific Northwest's Squaxin Park in late 2020, after learning about the death of their family friend's four-year-old daughter.

It was inspired by the original wind phone set up in Otsuchi, Iwate Prefecture, Japan, ten years earlier.

"One morning, I woke up and went downstairs, and my wife looked shocked. She was like 'Joelle died,'" says Dembeck.

He has since moved away from Olympia but keeps in touch with the Sylvester family, whose young daughter Joelle Rose died suddenly after becoming sick with strep throat that triggered sepsis in her body.

"It messed me up, so I was like, right then and there, I'm going to build one of these things for them."

Dembeck, a U.S. Army veteran who worked as a photojournalist from 2000-2005, brought the phone, supplies and tools into the city-owned park and attached it to an old-growth cedar tree in a quiet area off a trail.

Dembeck, standing beside the phone almost three years later, says his reasoning behind sneaking it into the park was that it was better to ask for forgiveness than permission, especially because it was going to be something that was hard to explain.

After people learned of the phone and started visiting it in droves, the city decided to make it an official installation, removing it from the tree and working with Dembeck to create a signage board and plaque memorializing Joelle.

The plaque reads:

"This phone is for everyone who has ever lost a loved one. The phone is an outlet for those who have messages they wish to share with their friends and family. It is a phone for memories and saying the goodbyes you never got to say."

'I NEED AN OUTLET'

During a recent afternoon, Joelle's family paid a visit to the phone to celebrate her life.

Erin Sylvester, Joelle's mother, said they sometimes have pizza parties and invite friends to join them.

"I need the phone. I need an outlet. Because it's dedicated to my daughter, I feel like it's different than for someone else to come and use it," says Sylvester, 34, her eyes welling up with tears.

"Not being able to hear her voice on the other side of that phone can be very gut-wrenching. So, I usually come when none of my other coping mechanisms are working and I'm looking for a last-ditch effort."

Joelle's brothers, Jayden, 12, and Jonah, 8, and her sister, Joy, 5, take turns speaking into the handset, telling her how much they love and miss her, and place new photos on the post and keepsakes that she loved on top of the phone.

During their visit, a speckled brown and white barred owl lands on a branch of the cedar tree, just above the phone. The family is mesmerized.

Erin says owls were Joelle's "baby theme" when she was born. The same type of owl visited them recently in a similar way but at a different location.

"It's got to be a sign. There's no other way I can think about it ... that's not a fluke," says Joelle's father, Andre Sylvester, 37, wiping tears from his eyes.

Moments later, he picks up the phone to speak to his late daughter.

"I miss you. Thanks for showing up today. I miss you a lot."

Sylvester says, looking up at the branch where the owl perched moments before.

"I wish we could go take a walk around the block while I smoke my cigar and you tell everybody hi, and you pet every dog. I miss that."

Since the installation of Olympia's telephone, word of it has inspired other Americans to create ones across the country.

Dembeck has spoken by email and phone with many others who have installed a phone in honor of their loved ones.

He estimates there are now 50 across the United States.

Dembeck says everyone who tells him about using their phone also told him a tragic backstory.

"The fact that something simple like this immensely helped them, it's been really humbling," he says, adding he feels it's the greatest thing he has ever done.

[okthatsgreat]

Finally, what would your ocs choose if given that choice at the end of lgowab.

OOOOOOOOOO FUCK YESSS i love oc questions always and forever mwah mwah mwah

spoilers for lgowab under the cut!!!! and i mean SPOILERS this is like. the very end of the story gfhdskgk

ooooooo this is a tough one... this is assuming that danganronpa had been watching them pretty heavily throughout this convention, enough for them to be selected as the one to MAKE the choice in the first place.......... half of these people would not even make it this far but ASSUMING THEY DO:

• rie: kyoko. brainwashed into being anti-ahl, is very frightened and desperate at that point and would shove a lot of the responsibility onto kyoko rather than do anything too "risky"

• ryobe: hard to say honestly, could see him not shooting. isnt able to hold any gun in his hands and would have shit aim regardless just because of how bad he would be shaking. this isnt to say that team dr wouldnt just take out whoever he had pointed at themselves but still i think he either becomes so inconsolable that he doesn't shoot or he ends up mayyyyybe firing at makoto. or maybe at himself idk

• naomi: doesn't make it to this point in any universe, but if she hypothetically did i reckon she'd be similar to ryobe in that she can't find the strength to shoot somebody else (which is all ironic and crap) OR she fires off at the director, gets everybody else in the building killed in the worlds most awful mirroring of her own killing game, and THEN takes herself out

• billie: depends. she's an easily influenced character who latches on to different charismatic presences for guidance. her choice depends on who managed to get in her ear throughout this entire killing game i reckon. most basic answer is she doesnt shoot, but i can honestly see somebody from the ahl getting in her ear and swaying her towards shooting makoto but that ahl member would REALLYYYY have to work hard

• yoshito: oughgh probably kyoko. he's an extreme pacifist so it would hurt him a lot, but i think he would have been poisoned by team dr enough that he reluctantly takes the shot rather than abstaining. maybe in one universe he gets so fed up with how his class has been treated he points at the director but kyoko seems far more likely

• mika: honestly. makoto. she's a lot more vindictive than yoshito is, not to mention she would project a lot of her own resentment towards her not having a talent onto him. he is the ultimate lucky student that "made it", that became the ultimate hope but then BETRAYED everybody, and he is everything she wants to be and everything she totally despises. makoto definitely

• erin: also wouldn't make it this far due to ahl (especially considering the fact team dr would have had to have been watching her for a while for her to be making this decision in the first place!!!). hypothetically if she was there it would be an immediate shot fired at the director or makoto

• sae: ouguhg this ones tough. because she would really think about it she really really would. she's smart and (maybe???) calm enough to know that not firing at anybody will get herself killed, same with firing at the director, and shes not willing to let that happen so she's going to aim her gun at SOMEBODY, just unsure who....... her decision would rest a lot on how she went through this killing game as a whole and i can honestly imagine a lot of different outcomes for her so it's a tough choice. because shes on the enforcement team im gonna say that kyoko is most likely but makoto is a close second

THANK YOU FOR THESE QUESTIONS SO SO MUCH THEYVE BEEN FUN <333!!!

[foxandfall]

Got exactly one (1) request (@just-slightly-chaotic) for more of my music recs so here we go! +plus some of my commentary bc I'm an oversharer :)

Starting with some of my favorites from artists I mentioned before:

I Don't Want it - Crawlers (all of crawlers is good but this one's catchy as hell)

Dam, Damn - Päter (this one got me into them)

Forever & the Stars - The Lone Ghosts

The Moon Will Sing - The Crane Wives (cried irl when my voice dropped and i couldn't hit these notes anymore rip)

Snitches and Talkers Get Stitches and Walkers - Fall Out Boy (if i had to pick a fave <3)

Zero Zero - Gerard Way

American Dream - Switchfoot (honorary rec bc my parents had this on loop and expected me not to be anti-capitalist?? okay.)

And some different artists! Some of these are more well-known than others, but they're on here bc I think they all fuck severely

Mitsubishi I & II - M. Masaki

You, Sailor - Erin McKeown (Saw her live in 2016 at the WTNV Ghost Stories tour!)

Dirty Night Clowns - Chris Garneau

Little Talks - Of Monsters and Men (This reminds me so intensely of a story arc in a fantasy book i read in my tweens)

Mama - Cam Cole

Cherry Pie - Warrant (made me gay. no further elaboration)

Love Isn't Always Fair - Black Veil Brides (cringe but transed my gender, everybody say thank you Jinxx <3)

F**K a PROUD BOY (feat. UnityTX) - Kind Eyes (this is v different from everything else here but if you like hardcore, here <3)

All the Dying - Mother Mother

Concrete - Lovejoy

To My Enemies - Saint Motel

As the World Caves In - Matt Maltese (ofc, obligatory rec, i heard somewhere it's about his cat and god big fucking mood. i sing this at my cat all the time now)

Touch-Tone Telephone - Lemon Demon (I'm an autistic STEM major, obligatory rec)

Farewell Wanderlust - The Amazing Devil (literally anything by them is good their vocals are ethereal)

Be OK - Ingrid Michaelson

Brackish - Kittie

Besitos - Pierce The Veil

Fish in the Sea - Assassin's Creed IV Game Soundtrack (yes, sea shanty. I'm southern, sea shanties are folk music but wet, give me this)

Vaya con Dios - Julio Iglesias (actually prefer my grandfather's cover, which is technically on youtube, but tough luck <3)

Nuestra Canción (feat. Vincente García) - Monsieur Periné (BOP)

Moonlight Sonata - Beethoven (mom's old fave piece to play)

This specific Guqin piece that dewrinkles my brain

Highway - Jeff Satur (obligatory Jeffposting, this is my favorite next to Loop and Stranger)

Do You - RM (obligatory old kpop fave) im so normal about the eyeball thing im normal i SWEAR-

I'm going to stop now bc my brain wants to keep listing orchestral and string stuff now but! that's some things!! I have a bad habit of listening to the same artists on repeat bc i hate change <3 So it'd probably take me longer to remember more recs but yeah! for now, have these!

[garbagefarm]

Mutucule Farm (#5)

2023-01-06, Session #5 of Mutucule Farm!

cast:

Me ( @mothmute​ )

Belle ( @snacco​ )

Cam ( @amanita-spore​ )

Erin ( @salamand3rin​ )

highlights include, but are not limited to:

me being late, SORRY EVERYBODY

@snacco​ presenting us with excellent Mutucule Fanart!

in my haste to get started (after having been late, SORRY), I didn’t read the notes

thank god somebody read the notes

“I didn’t know we had homework”

hops sprinkler

“I’m not saying that you fucked it, just, y’know, that you fucked it”

Cam climbing into my bed like “can you scooch over?”

yeah place the Silo anywhere, just don’t block anything with it

(can you imagine? what kind of moron idiot blocks things with a silo? couldn’t be me)

Everybody ready for the Luau? No sturgeons left behind!

Good news: The melons aren’t ripe yet, we don’t have to harvest them!

Bad news: The melons aren’t ripe yet, we still have to water them!

“aw beans” “no, melons.”

Going the long way around to the Luau

it’s too late, we’re committed

Haley catches me digging through the trash on the way there, but it’s okay, all crimes can be forgiven with Sturgeon Soup

we are almost late to the Luau due to Sewer-Ogling

Elliott is already leaving!!

(We are not late to the Luau)

imagine, frozen tear soup. crunchy. sebastian would love it.

Clint complains about there being nothing to do at the Luau but eat

Clint. Emily, the girl you like, is dancing. Go dance with her!!

Pierre attempts, once again, to capitalize on the festivities.

Plain torch? $700. Culturally appropriated totem poles? $1000.

I barely survive getting eaten by bats. My health bar is spraying blood everywhere!

First Fish Audit

Negotiations run late, I scooch into Cam’s bed

Goat milk from the cart! It could’ve been Barn Money, but, the Fish Audit can pay for that

Succumbing to the Bean Madness with inconsistently shaped coffee fields

my note here just says “I killed it, without mercy”— I don’t remember the full context and at this point I’m too afraid to ask

“the ants have accomplished more than you or I have”

Cam mysteriously throws carp at me!

DANK FISH MONEY

Belle hands me a flower. I immediately eat it.

Beach barn!

We’re short on wood for the Barn, so I go into the forest to freshly squeeze some more. But some wood is rustled up, and those trees died for nothing.

I burst into a spoken word rendition of They Might Be Giants’ song Cowtown.

(Cam wants to hear me sing. Not tonight!)

Belle is unaccustomed to villagers referring to her actual name

“How did it know??” stardew.exe creepypasta

I get the Penny cutscene where we’re cleaning up her trailer and her mom gets angry and embarrassed about it, Penny gets upset about her mom being drunk

the next day, Pam asks me to bring her a drink

On the way home, I join Shane for a Depression Drink

god, can you imagine an influencer Queen of Sauce? horrible

Belle(?) gets a psychedelic Emily cutscene! ... that doesn’t narrow it down, does it?

“You’re in her DMs, I’m in her psychedelic dreams. We are not the same.”

gather ‘round the campfire for the tale of ... schrodinge

Flirtation about giving somebody a spangle in the morning

field snack in the bin?

phew, it was Cam’s and he didn’t want to finish it. I was worried somebody was selling precious tree seeds

is there a mod to romance the Old Mariner?

I ask Erin if she can extend a wooden path. She proceeds to hand the paths to me ... one ... by ... one. Belle and Cam just stand and watch.

Cam put the sword in my chest. I am dead now.

I am blessed with a Pompkin! ... this is not an invitation. stay out of my house.

It’s Erin’s turn to die on the beach!

The barn is finally done, but Marnie is nowhere to be found!

I put some money in the community center’s vault, ‘cause it’s not like we need it for anything right now 🙂

Belle gets so nervous about having Cow Money that her internet dies, bringing the night to an end.

The Junimos did a special dance to fix the minecarts!

to-do:

cow!!!

more tool upgrades?

foraging for lightning rod

house upgrade?

save for fall crops

“No sturgeons left behind!”

[unravellingsilencehq]

everybody wants to rule the world; --

On behalf of the mod team, it gives us great pleasure in welcoming {ERIN} to Unraveling Silence HQ.

Our Porkey Office is happy to see {PETER PETTIGREW} back in Wizarding Britain. We know the world is constantly changing so for your safety please do take your time reviewing the latest regulations. You are free to integrate into society but keep in mind you must send an owl to Administrative Services with your blog no later than 48 hours after you’ve stepped foot back on British soil. If you have any questions or need help getting things up and running, please do not hesitate to send us an owl.

Comments from the admins:

Brianna: everything about the app was great to me. We all know Erin can play Peter and I was not disappointed at all. The biggest reflecting that of himself was such an interesting turn and very detailed I loved it and that para sample had me hurting for Peter so much the poor boy and I believe it definitely a good twist into who Peter will truly become with switching sides and all that in the war

Hannah: Peter fucking pettigrew. My lord. That APP THAT SAMPLE. my heart is broken, its on the floor and I blame Erin. This was a joy dare I say a privilege to read, my goodness me, I feel like I've been on an emotional roller-coaster of heartbreak for this poor lad I wanna give him a thousand hugs. The questions were stunning but they sample?! My lord my heart broke for him. From the details of his last moments with his mum, to reacting to his father on the funeral it was so good and the description language throughout the whole things wow wow wow

Kat: that application was utterly perfect; they really captured what I was going for with Peter how he’s complex, he’s tough, he’s caught between two worlds, he’s angry, he’s soft, he’s complicated. I absolutely loved this sample and it really helped me even understand Peter better as a character, I can absolutely see peter’s mother dying of a muggle disease to appease his father and make Peter feel differently from his friends. The sample as emotive, it was well written, it was brilliant and I can’t imagine anyone else capturing Peter better than this sample and the questions. Thank you for producing this so I could read it.