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FCSU #96 Lost Hope and Found Faith

With new information from Faith, the police were able to narrow down LeRoyce's whereabouts. He seemed to be sticking close to Windenburg for some reason. She noted that he was always well fed and clean while they all wasted away. "We'll find him soon." One of the officers told her. Something in his voice made her believe him.

The remaining girls were still languishing in the truck. Lily-Anne in particular, seemed close to the breaking point. Wasn't the entire point of an FCSU girl's life? To get married? She understood why the other girls were hesitant, they were his half-sisters after all. But Lily-Anne was only his half-niece. Such a match wasn't unheard of in FCSU culture.

One night, when he opened the door to toss in their daily meal of stale, cold, hot dogs, she stood up. "I'll do it. I will be your bride." She said stoically. The other girls were shocked. LeRoyce looked thrilled. He recited the marriage passage then and there, sealing thirteen-year old Lily-Anne to himself for all time and eternity.

He took her to the front of the truck. He got the two of them a hotel room so she could clean up and they could get to know each other. Wow, I could get used to this! She thought as she scrubbed the dirt from her skin and combed the mats from her hair. That night, they went out to a fancy dinner to celebrate. It was the first time the young bride had been to a restaurant in her life.

Lily-Anne settled into married life. She and LeRoyce stayed on the move. She found out he was working as a long-haul trucker to make ends meet. Sometimes they parked the truck hidden in the woods, sometimes they stayed overnight in shopping mall parking lots but the best nights were the nights in hotels. Hot food, warm showers, television! She took over the task of feeding the other girls. She tried to make their soggy leftovers look appetizing. She started wondering why the others were holding out and making everything so difficult.  

“You know,” she said softly as she brought them dinner one night, “it’s not really all that bad, being married. You get warm food, soap. You get to see the land while he drives. It’s beautiful and blessed.” Hope looked dubious. “Yes but what about spending the night with him?” “It’s not much worse than when he watches you shower.” She said shrugging. After Faith’s episode, LeRoyce began letting his prisoners shower once weekly but only in secluded lakes and ponds and only while “supervised.”

The other girls cringed. They HATED being watched. They hated LeRoyce. Sometimes they even hated their mothers for not coming back for them, they felt like they could only depend on each other, even though they weren’t allowed to speak in the truck anymore. Just the proximity of the others gave a bit of comfort and that was just enough to keep them from breaking. The general consensus was that Lily-Anne was in denial and lying to herself to cope with her reality, a time-honoured FCSU tradition for wives. They’d seen with their mothers act the same way.

The four remaining sisters picked at their food before it went totally bad. They were scared for Lily-Anne but secretly relieved. Hopefully his new wife would keep him busy for a while and he'd leave them alone. They also whispered about Faith. She'd developed a huge sore on her leg and eventually a fever. She'd begun sleeping all day, at which point LeRoyce had abandoned her at a hospital. Where was she now? Was she even alive?

Faith was alive, of course, and happened to be getting a makeover from her cousin Anna at that very moment. Farrah had allowed her daughter to buy townie clothes on the condition that they were modest enough to meet her standards. Makeup was immodest and therefore, not allowed. But Farrah was at a church function that night and AJ was working downstairs so it seemed like the perfect time for Anna to teach her cousin how to do the perfect cat-eye. 

Faith knew her mother was planning to homeschool her daughters once they were all reunited so she had to live vicariously through Anna for now. She wanted nothing more than a normal life, going to a real school, being a cheerleader, maybe even having a boyfriend-or two. It seemed like Anna had it all and she was a couple years younger than her! The two had made a pact to attend university together. All Faith had to do was wait and study. 

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Cringe is dead, here’s some c!tommy and c!fundy getting left behind

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Fundy design

C!Fundy has always been one of my favs and I think he’s very underrated. Also Fundy himself is a cool dude :3

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if ya followed me for tf2 content... I'm really sorry.

anyway, have some cquackity and cfundy :3 I finally decided their designs and fundy is fucking smol like really short. like 1,20 m (im European sorry, you get the metric system).

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Dsmptober 2024: 2. L'manberg

"It was never meant to be."

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the child of a terrorist …and a fucking fish 

HC: Fundy wore skirts when he was young since pants were hard to tailor to his tail in early l’manberg

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💥SUPERHERO MCYT COLLAB P.2💥

Part 1

Big thanks to all of the artists:

@gethalloweened, @eristarlight, Akcioma, sunflorren, @itstaisstuff, @kusuwi, @banshethebans , @la-brielle , kema, @sillymajor , @aviilia , Pippe , Zetaler, @sooonah , @morirryan , @obarona , @alex-kakoyta , @pawwlick , @mayvora , @hokutoplushie , @stakansolik , sneezing bird, Otse, Ser, @snowywinterday, LesErables, @yaolukash

Big thanks to everyone who took part in in! It was a huge project and I'm so happy with how everything ended up looking!!

You can find artists parts by our tag - #superheromcyt_collab

Some more close ups!

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check this out

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an assortment of guys

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FCSU #95 Moving On

“Becca-Dawn,” drawled Vangie one morning over breakfast “I was thinking. Why don’t we go shopping today? And maybe a haircut?” Taken aback Becca stammered out a response. This was a big step for Evangeline. The two headed into town, jogging along the path. Becca-Dawn didn’t own a car and, as a trainer, never missed an opportunity to exercise. 

In the store Vangie struggled to put together outfits. It seemed like all the shirts were croptops, why don’t townies want to cover their stomachs? She decided that she wanted to keep pretty modest, but she was excited to try pants! Becca tried to help but a lot of her choices were too masculine for Evangeline’s tastes. In the end they had to call Penny and have her give advice over facetime.  Penny was dead on with her outfit choices. 

The next stop was the hair stylist. Vangie had cut bangs into her hair once as a child after teasing from Nina and Dina, but she’d never had a proper haircut. Her thick, dark brown hair hung far down her back when it wasn’t piled on her head and smothered in hairspray. Either way, it felt heavy on her neck and skull, causing headaches. The stylist was kind, going slow and checking with her client as he trimmed the length. Finally Vangie ended up with a cute style that ended just below her shoulders. She starting experimenting with different braids and learned to craft voluminous ponytails. 

Vangie loved all the outfits she bought! She modeled all her different looks for Becca-Dawn later that day. Each ensemble made Vangie feel beautiful and confident, and they were a mix of her favourite colours! It had been so long since there was some colour in her life.

Across town Farrah was grappling with similar thoughts. She had accepted she’d have to integrate with townie life but wanted to maintain the modesty of her faith, both old and new. She’d read all the books Jonah had given her and was now trying to make her way through the King James version of the Bible. She’d also been talking to Jonah almost every night. It sounded like he missed her. They decided to enter a long-distance courtship arrangement. This was good for Farrah, who still had to wrap her head around the concept of choosing a partner for herself.

They’d agreed that Farrah would stay with her sister until her kids were safely in her custody and emotionally stable. Then they would all move to Henford and hopefully the courtship would continue in person. AJ was surprised her sister was moving on so fast but offered support. Farrah was an adult after all, and AJ’s job was to love her family even if didn’t understand some of her sister’s choices-in love or fashion.

Likewise, Farrah didn’t understand the fashion in AJ’s family. Anna had finally aged up and was very much a teenager. She wore short, tight skirts, makeup and shirts that were down-right sluttish! She couldn’t understand why her mother would let her out of the house like that. That being said, sometimes the outfits worn by AJ raised her eyebrows too. AJ, for her part, didn’t much care what her children wore as long as they were doing well in school and kind to each other. She was grateful Farrah hadn’t been staying with them when Autumn lived there, she would have scheduled an exorcism.

Farrah was reading at the apartment when she got a phone call from a police officer, a sickly, malnourished and filthy girl had been left at a hospital in Windenburg who matched the description of one of her daughters. AJ offered to go with, but Farrah wanted to go alone to see her. She thought it'd be easier that way. She borrowed AJ's car to make the journey to Windenburg.

She was led to a small room in the hospital basement where Faith was lying on a bed. Tears welled in Farrah's eyes to see her daughter hooked up to a monitor and an iv. She looked so fragile. "Is she going to be okay?" She asked the nurse. "She's going to be fine. She's just getting some antibiotics for her infection and fluids because she's dehydrated. I'll leave you two alone for a while. Ring the buzzer if you need me." Answered the nurse before bustling down the hall.

Faith awoke about half an hour later. "Mama," She asked, rubbing her eyes, "Is it really you?" "Yes!" Wept Farrah, hugging her daughter. "You're safe now." As she regained her strength, she updated her mother and the detective on the others. "LeRoyce has been driving us all around in a filthy truck for months now. No one will agree to marry him, so he's trying to starve us into submission. I got a cut on my leg, and it got infected from all the filth. He thought I was going to die, so he dumped me here." She told them. Once her statement was taken and she recovered enough to travel, Farrah drove Faith back to Brindleton Bay.

Thankfully Alex had graduated and moved out meaning there was enough room for Faith to stay in the house as well. She set herself up in his old room while Alex pursued his biology degree from Foxbury Institute along with his cousins Ryder and Thomas. The three were planning to live in the dorms together but ended up rushing a rather loud and obnoxious fraternity and moving into the house, much to Teresa and AJ’s chagrin. 

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*This poll is for how much trans swag a character has, canonical transness isn’t relevant to this particular poll

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What does HE know? Nothing. Absolutely nothing.

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Dsmp character sketches

I felt the need to draw these because in all honestly, I miss what dsmp used to be, plus the hyperfixation never really left.

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🏳️‍⚧️PROTECT TRANS KIDS!!🏳️‍⚧️

I don't really remember is it was actually canon that c!fundy was trans, but he is in my heart, so I took him, I took the jinx pose with a flag from arcane season 2 opening and a lot of stickers and scrap paper :3

also I wanted to do something for the whole, u know, American situation, and I want y'all to remember to protect others AND yourself. staying alive by itself is a big fuck you to the government that want to shut you down. be safe and never let them win over your mind and body.

who's better to represent all of that than the man who fought in a revolution for independence!! (also here's the full page)

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10/10 happy birthday foxman miss u