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[diathadevil]

Bsky is already so much better knowing I can age restrict posts. Dicks out for Klaus and dicks in for Aideen I cannot be contained there. Finally I'm free.

[velvetvexations]

tbhhh seeing how you've been treated on this site (love every trans woman before it's too late... unless she can't be used for our political stuff) makes me think that like... some trans women on this site seem to have an in group, if that makes sense? like... not to victim blame-- absolutely not-- but like

it comes off as if there's a very big in group of 'popular trans women' who will even exclude other transfemmes who don't fit a particular aesthetic/same tastes/same opinions. like they all missed the opportunity to be mean girls in highschool so they're recreating it on tumblr dot gov. i absolutely think transfemmes, esp baby ones, should get to experience feminine things they may have been denied earlier on in life-- if anything it's very sweet. however... in thinking about it, it makes me wonder if it's become this whole trickle down cycle of 'you're not a real trans woman unless you do this/like this/act like this/have this opinion/think like this'-- not in the 'oh people are being TRICKED into being TRANS' so much as a 'i feel very bad for if there's any transfemmes out there who feel like they're trying desperately and failing to commit to certain community aesthetics and opinions just for SMIDGEON of a chance that they MIGHT be acknowledged and be in the 'in crowd' and be allowed to have ANY friends with experiences like theirs-- except, if their experiences aren't exactly like the in-crowd's, they will be swiftly discarded and ignored'. like they're being put into a box they're not allowed much say of what's in it (transmascs also get this-- albeit imo it doesn't usually come from transmascs themselves). like instead of it being using community aesthetics to help find or even fuel your identity, it becomes 'i will modify myself to fit in better even if it's ingenuine to my true self'. this is especially cruel when one considers how much trans women are said over and over again to be targeted in callout posts (granted, i feel it veers into 'shaming victims' territory when ppl go off abt it now a days), so denying the ones that don't fit into a community that ironically constantly says how they don't fit in anywhere would naturally make a less-popular transfemme feel like she has nowhere to go if she were ever attacked (which, is inevitable according to these groups).

except, it's a catch-22-- because when you're popular, you have a target on your back-- this is a fact of the site no matter what identity you are. but unfortunately-- because unless you're Velvet who got there for being Right and Cool and having Good Taste (/j)-- the way you usually become a popular transfemme is hitting all the in-crowd points... including blaming transmascs for every bad thing that happens to you and suspecting them at every turn. this isn't me saying popular transfemmes have nothing to worry abt so much as i think a lot of it comes from hysteria-driven group think, among other things.

and don't get me wrong-- tumblr is transphobic as fuck. it's disgusting. but everyone not only ignores that trans masc and nonbinary blogs have also been deleted, but then turn around and seem to hold more malice for the supposed ''''tme mob''''.

i feel like all of what i described is like... a product of community hypervigilance that-- while understandable-- not only harm the transmascs around them, but even other transfemmes who don't fit the mold, as they too are now viewed as 'dangerous and will do us harm'. like the whole community is wrapped up in doing everything possible to be this... version of themselves that could 'avoid harm' and blaming the wrong sources for it. it feels like instead of taking away 'society put us in a hierarchy and that's bad' it became 'we will make our own hierarchy in which anyone who disagrees with us or is different to us is bad'. it comes off as... kinda unself aware to a point? like making everyone around you the 'problem' whenever you're challenged?

ig i was wondering what your perspective on being on tumblr as a transfemme has been like?? bc i'm not sure how accurate i am about there being a transfemme/trans woman in crowd as someone who's outside looking in. i know i rambled a lot-- and even if you disagree on some aspects, i do thank you for reading through as much as you can.

I don't think I'm a good person to ask for the typical t-fem Tumblr experience, although needless to say I agree it's not a nightmare of constant transmisogyny from every corner. The world is, generally, but yes, there is a hysteria at play.

But I can say that Velvet Nation, most especially AFAB transfolk who follow me for discourse, have always been wonderful supporters who show me a lot of genuine care and appreciation, not just as a transfem but as a narc, as a writer, as someone entering a faith outside their own cultural context, just in every possible way you can imagine, and it's all been so very nice. Obviously, positive things coming my way doesn't discount the negativity others face, but that's been most of my experience on Tumblr - in spite of some fairly grievous transmisogyny from the people demanding I read Whipping Girl.

[jen-with-a-pen]

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Dirty Dishes

Bucky x F!Reader (CATWS/CACW time periods)

You and Bucky share an apartment in Bucharest. Some nights are fine, others are tough. Nights with storms are especially tough.

WARNINGS: Angst, Bucky having flashbacks, panic/anxiety attacks

18+ Impressions On the Inside of Your Thigh

Beefy!Cowboy!Bucky Barnes x F!RanchHand!Reader

Head Ranch Hand James "Bucky" Barnes has had a very, very long day. Only way to remedy it is to make you squeal.

WARNINGS: grinding, pet names/name-calling, making out, dirty talk, oral sex (f!receiving)

→ Fan Favorite on AO3!

18+ FOXHUNT

WS!Beefy!Bucky Barnes x F!Avenger!Reader

Not only has HYDRA successfully executed their infiltration on S.H.I.E.L.D., but they have also reclaimed their finest weapon. Your safety isn't the only thing that's compromised.

WARNINGS: being hunted, implied non-con elements, violence, cursing, blood, bruising, beating, passing out, forced nudity

18+ Chains Around My Feet

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader; established relationship/friendship and most of work is told out of Reader's POV.

Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn't in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives– but what is rescue if not relief from the suffering?

PLEASE SEE POST FOR FULL LIST OF WARNINGS major warnings: graphics horror elements, blood + gore, whump, hurt and absolutely ZERO comfort, major character betrayal, major character death, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

18+ FILTHY, IMPETUOUS SOULS

parings: Protective!Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Sniper!Agent!Curvy!F!Reader

After what you assumed would be a successful mission, things veer off-course and you're stuck with Bucky Barnes in Istanbul with no way out until morning. The tension between you comes to head and nothing will be the same again.

warnings: enemies to lovers, angst, canon-level violence with just a bit more blood, guns, reader is a sniper/sharp-shooter, hate-making out, degradation, fighting, insults and cursing, teasing/banter, reader and bucky don't know how to talk about their feelings (or to eachother), spanking, doggy, angry-horny, rough-ish sex, pent up anger, pent up sexual tension, power dynamics, protective!Bucky, vague hinting to Bucky's PTSD, no use of y/n, reader is tagged as curvy and is described as such but body description is kept to a minimum

Honeysuckle

Bucky x F!Reader

The adventures of one James "Bucky" Barnes and our reader, Honeysuckle, mixed with a lot of mutual pining, with some help from Sam 'Wingman' Wilson. No real story line, just a mix of one shots that might end up loosely connected one day.

WARNINGS: mutual pining, requited love, idiots in love, slow burn, tooth-rotting fluff, maybe a little angst, established friendship, yes this takes place in the Tower

This House Had Swing In It - Coming Soon/Being Rewritten

DEVILISHLY HANDSOME, ENTICINGLY BEAUTIFUL - Coming Soon

FALLEN STARS - Coming Soon

If You Go, I Go

CAFTA!Closeted!Pre-Serum!Steve x CAFTA!Closeted!Sergeant!Bucky Barnes

It's Bucky's last night before deployment. The evening does not go the way Steve, nor Bucky, thought it would.

WARNINGS: angst, loneliness, pining, closeted feelings, messing with canon

Dancing in the Kitchen

slightly possessive!Best Friend!Steve Rogers x Best Friend!F!Reader

Tony dumps you. Steve picks you up and puts you back together again.

WARNINGS: fluff and angst, insecurities, verbal abuse and insults/language, VERY SLIGHT possessiveness, emotions™

18+ ALL TIED UP (IN A BIG RED BOW)

Art Student!Frat Brother!Steve Rogers x Film Student!Sorority Sister!Reader

Inexperienced and still freshly-traumatized by his first heartbreak, Steve Rogers decides to finally move away for college after taking two gap years to work, save, and help his Ma around the house. It’ll be good for him. Away from his ex. Away from his hometown. He's excited to finally chase his dreams and begin again as a promising fine arts student at Richards College. Well, almost. Thanks to a generous scholarship spanning the next four years of his life, Steve is required to participate in on-campus Greek life. It’s simple: join a frat. They shouldn't be too intimidating. At least they're not as bad as they are in the movies, right? Right..?

general series warnings: frat bros being frat bros, sorority sisters being sorority sisters, manipulation, coercion, blackmail, fluff, angst, whump, explicit forced s3xual acts, slow burn, dissociation, nud1ty, dubcon (bordering noncon), forced drvgging, mentions of kidnapping, emotional damage, Steve's just trying his best, Bucky and Sam are major frat bros, Tony and Clint are somewhere I swear

18+ ALL WRAPPED UP (IN A BIG RED BOW) - COMING SOON

The Weight

Modern!Avengers!Stucky

Steve betrays Bucky in the worst way possible.

WARNINGS: angst, cheating, emotional damage/hurt, no comfort, swearing, mentions/desc. of vomiting

Coming Soon

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OMEGAVERSE

DEVILISHLY HANDSOME, ENTICINGLY BEAUTIFUL

Honeysuckle Vibes

Hurt/Comfort

This House Had Swing In It

This House: The Swing Collection

Tooth-Rotting Fluff

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Heya!! I’m just being nosy and poking my nose around lol!! Am very much sleepy and skimming so if I repeat anything that’s been said, major apologies <333 I just wanted to give my two cents if that’s all good!!

Please, from the bottom of my heart, do whatever makes you happy ❤️ And I know that’s easier than it sounds!! There’s always the drive to want to appeal to people, to want to be popular, to want to appeal to the masses 💕 I’ve ABSOLUTELY felt (and often do LOL!!!) that way. But it’s also important to remember that you are the one who made this blog, my friend ❤️ It’s your safe space. It’s your community. People will gravitate toward what they like, and they will veer away from what they don’t (and trust me - there’s a LOT to like <33). It can be really misleading with social media pressure, but i don’t think Tumblr’s necessarily for “appealing” to people, y’know? I think it’s more about people finding what’s appealing about you!! And there is an unfortunate sense of inauthenticity that can come with trying to bend what you to fit a wider audience - and I think some folks end up going crazy/losing a lot of passion that way.

You are an incredibly, beyond words, gifted and special person, Alto <33 And THAT is why you’ve been able to build the community you have!! Writing, Sephcanons, your angst, your sense of humor - all of that is the Alto I know and love, and I really wouldn’t want that to change. Of course, there is a fine line between “spreading your wings to try new things!” and “forcing yourself to add variety for the sake of it.” Really, I just want you to be the happiest you can be here ❤️ You deserve to be!!! And if you are feeling ambitious/shake things up, I will (and many others!!) will support you all the way! I just want to you to be You when you’re doing <33 Bc fuck, no one can be more You than You!! No one can offer the kind of Alto content you do 💕 No one can and no one ever will. And I will go down in a burning heap to defend that! 😂

Many hugs, friendo!!! 🫂 🫂 🫂 We all have your back!!!

Hhhhh Pichu, thank you so much. You're such a kind person.

Don't worry 'bout me lolol I'm just feeling more productive than usual. I think it's a coping response from the hurricane + wanting to get back to business after being out for a few days. So don't mind anything I say. I'm happy with all of this. I just like potentially exploring possibilities as well. Plus it's such a dry content spell atm. But I'm grateful to have you and so many other wonderful people in this community ❤️

[inspiteallthedanger]

A bit of a corny question, but for the fics you are writing, are you planning on giving them a happy ending or will you stay mostly historically accurate with the events that happen, including how J and P's relationship imploded?

Hello, no worries I get why you're asking this. I'm going to put my answer under the cut for spoilers for the pics I'm writing because I'm sure some people won't want to know.

So, Going Nowhere was the fic that was attempting to be almost entirely 'accurate' to how I think all the events most likely played out. Obviously, with post-1980 being the massive exception.

Now, with that I've written that, I'm going to play around a lot more with events. So with QP a lot of things will end up changing because of the domino effect of Paul being 'out' with John. Same with the boys having their affair in the 70s. This is all going to veer off into AU land.

However, I've tried to keep it 'realistic' in the sense of clearly Paul isn't able to be out more widely than a couple of people, and he's still Paul so how he uses that information is different from how others would. Essentially, I want this to feel like it could have happened because that's what I like in a fic.

Now, to the endings. I would say that with anything I write, there's a 5% chance or less that it won't have a happy ending. I'm not saying that I'll never write a fic where they don't end up together, but it's pretty unlikely. And I'm about as positive as I can be that I won't write about John's death. Unless, it's a Drabble for a Tumblr prompt or something, but it's just not what I'm writing fic for. I won't spend all that time on something not to have them be happy at the end. That's a very personal thing, and I know a lot of people feel differently. But, there we are.

Hope that helps :-)

[if-music-be-the-food-of-love]

hi hi, sorry this is so random, but i was wondering how you get motivated to write for your fics? i adore writing and i adore my fic, but i find it so hard to just sit and write sometimes. any advice?? 💗

Heyyy!! 💕💕💕 Don't worry! I am honored that you asked me this question, tho i feel ill qualified to answer it. I'm new to writing fics, and I can only imagine what I do isn't the standard. (I will admit I do have professional knowledge about writing, just not a lot of experience in fic, so I'll lean on that). I tend to operate between two extremes that seem to get the job done--a deep seated sense of responsibility to finish what I started and not let others down (not to mention I spent too much time in academia with hard deadlines and long ass papers) and the absolute need to put the idea/story that won't get out of my head on paper. When it's the latter, things flow easily, and writing feels fun, like I'm just the vehicle and the characters are steering. I felt driven to write I Want it All. I HAD to get it out, but once the slow burn was over, I knew I could slow down the pace (and I took a looooong break). When it's the former, I struggle, often frustrated bc I don't particularly want to write a scene or don't feel like it, but I know I have to. When that happens, there's a lot of distraction, like I'll write a sentence and check tumblr, then write another and then look at my phone, etc. On those days, I just accept that I'm going to get less done. Some days the words flow, and some days they don't. It happens to everyone.

Strategies I've used:

If I don't feel like writing, I don't. Usually. I'll take a day, a week, or even a month off. OR, I'll work on a different story to clear my head and then come back to the longer one. So maybe you could try writing a short oneshot or a few headcanons before trying again.

Make sure you go into your story with a plan. Have a good outline, know the peak moments, the main events, how you're going to break it down, povs, transitions, etc; but don't be afraid to let the story lead you. If your dialogue veers off course, let it, and see where it goes. It could be something amazing. Follow your instincts.

When I'm really stumped, sometimes I'll just write dialogue bc it's my favorite thing and it comes to me first. Maybe for you it's descriptive paragraphs or inner monologue, it doesn't matter. If there's something that comes to you easier than other things, just do that. You can fill in the holes later. I have chunks of random dialogue all over my doc, and eventually I catch up to them.

In the same vein, don't be afraid to write something terrible, a bad sentence, an incomplete thought, end in the middle of a sentence and just move on. I vomit words on the paper and then go back to fix them later. It's a lot easier to edit and embellish than it is to find the perfect sentence in a given moment. (This was a main strategy of mine in uni...vomit and edit).

I jump around A LOT, like I don't write linearly at all. If you have inspiration to write a section you're not currently working on, go ahead and write it. Write that descriptive paragraph near the end; skip to that dialogue that's going to make you giggle; write that text thread. Follow your inspiration. It's a lot easier to write when you're interested and having fun.

Editing--I edit as I go, rereading what I wrote the day before, tweaking it, and then moving on. For some people that becomes a cycle of never moving on bc you get stuck in "find the perfect sentence" mode. If you get bogged down in editing, wait til the end. Write out the story, maybe even a skeleton story, wait a few days to give yourself some space, and then go back and edit it with a clear head. Separating yourself from the story will allow you to look at it with fresh eyes and thoughts, which can help if you're in a slump.

Write by hand. Sometimes we think better with a pencil. Don't be afraid to write notes or even just write out your fic in a notebook. Transferring it to the computer will actually be a good round of editing bc you're going to fix it/get inspired as you type it up. This one really helped me in my masters. I couldn't think in front of the computer (honestly just didn't want to write...).

Strategies I haven't used but know about:

Create a space that makes you feel comfortable, creative, etc. Set the ambiance to get your head in the right place to write. It can be really helpful. (I don't do this; I just write whenever I can, wherever I am--have done so in some weird places). Same with music/no music. Some ppl work best with a mood/vibes playlist while they write. Others want silence. I blast film scores. For some people it really matters. My high school friend is a YA author, and she has to create a "work" environment and set work hours so that she can get her head in the write place. She has to very clearly delineate when she's working/writing and when she's not.

Writing Sprints or timed writes. Set a timer and write as much as you can in a given (short) period of time. Take a break. Do it again. Repeat as long as you want. You can count words and make it a game, or go back and edit afterwards. Maybe you won't use all of what you wrote, but you might get some good stuff out of it.

Set yourself short term goals when you sit down to write, nothing big. "I'm going to write this scene or this paragraph or one page, etc." Break your writing up into chunks and tackle them one at a time. It can seem less daunting if you're only aiming to write this one thing.

There are so many more, I'm sure, but it's getting late; and my brain isn't working anymore.

The main thing is HAVE FUN!!! I'm so glad you love your fic and writing. 💗 That's the most important thing. We're doing this for fun, and these stories are a piece of us, our hearts on display. Whether you write 1k words, 50 words, or no words in a day doesn't matter as long as you're enjoying it. Inspiration and motivation ebb and flow. Life happens. Your readers will understand and be that much more excited when you do update.

My best advice: Let it flow. Follow the path of least resistance. Write what feels right. Experiment and see what works best for you. Ideally it'll kickstart things. I hope something here helps you and that this made sense. I wish you all the best in your writing, and most importantly, have fun! I'm rooting for you! 💕💕

[heck-damn-so-i-draw]

PART 6!

Meeting inside of the crowded tent, Tyler couldn’t help but feel a little bad. His fear and anxiety got to him and he snapped about the schedule, now he wasn’t sure just how mad Brian was at him. Surely he wasn’t too mad, right? Tyler’s been known to be a bit irritable when the crew veers off schedule, but upon reaching this place, his irritability has been easy to trigger. He’s been able to keep it under his skin for now, his shirt getting ruined, the lack of schedule they’d been performing under, the stress of whatever they’re dealing with. He didn’t mean to snap at Brian like he did.

What was done was done though, and it goes unsaid as Brian, Evan, and David enter the tent. The priest looks tired, green eyes looking over the computers and many things curiously. He.. didn’t understand anything of what these guys did, but he respected why. He’s known about Brian’s gift since before the 4th grade, when Brian was crying all alone behind the school, saying that his grandmother had died, but he could still see her everytime he came home. Passing the dead on from being stuck between life and death, that’s almost always been something Brian was passionate about. David could only figure out that maybe this Evan guy was passionate about it as well, since he’s heard of the canadian’s gift before when brian mentioned it. 

“This is Tyler, and Marcel, guys, this is Brian’s friend Father David.” Evan interrupted the priest’s thoughts with an introduction to the rest of the team. He stands up straight, holding his hands behind his back instinctively. “Please, feel free to just call me David. It’s nice to meet you boys.”

Tyler nodded at the introduced, still sitting in the plastic black chair in front of the computer. Marcel stands up and offers his hand, a smile on his face. “Nice to meet you, man. Thanks for coming out so soon. So- What’s the plan? I mean, we’ve got one but, I don’t really know what you’re part of the plan is. You know?” At this, David laughs a bit and shakes his head. “It’s simple really. I’ll bless the equipment ye guys’er gonna use, then do a pray f’er all of ye collectively. I do wanna go in with ya when ye go inside though too.” Evan was still recording, so all of this information was open to their fanbase, and though it wasn’t very big, they would enjoy it. 

“Sounds good. We should start with the thermal cameras and motion sensors, then.” Marcel agreed with that plan. It sounds simple and easy, he wants it to be done quick so they can get to work. He isn’t really the most religious person, none of the boys are. Brian knows there’s some kind of truth to what they preach, but his experiences have pointed more towards an ‘astral plane’ than a ‘god’. It’s all about experience. 

After individually blessing everything they were using, including the computers after a bit of team thought, finally they were done. It took longer than they expected. By the time all was said and done, cameras were placed outside of the house and inside with little to no activity, it was 6 pm, and the sun was starting to set into deep reds and oranges in the sky. Tyler had one camera rolling on Evan, David, and Brian as they stood in front of the house and introduced David to the camera feed, just as they did to their own friends, 

As they continued to speak, the grass was slowly getting darker for one member of the team. Blades of green now dripped with a tar like red. Brian swallowed back his words when he noticed it, finishing his train of thought and letting Evan take over the camera talk again. He was much better at it than Brian ever was. 

“It is now about 6:30 pm, we’re all gonna head in here and do a quick walk through with our new priest friend just in case things get nasty. Hopefully we make it all the way into the house this time.” He jokes, prompting brian to chuckle in response emptily. He was too worried about the demon standing behind Tyler, the one that nobody could see. It stared deep into Brian’s eyes and sent a chill down his spine. The air around it was shifting back and forth, in and out of darkness, like a steam coming off of the ‘body’ of this demon. He blinked away from it as its stare started to make him feel sick and lightheaded. That’s when he noticed Evan had been trying to get his attention. “Brian? Earth to Brian? What’s wrong man?” Is what the lad tunes into. He blinks, surprised and obviously shaken up. “Wha-? Oh-.. It…” He looks back to the spot behind Tyler, making Tyler tense. “What is it, man? Spit it out already.” There’s that salt in his voice again, stern and uncalled for. It makes Brian glare at him, returning the salt. “A demon. The one from inside. He’s behind ye Tyler.” 

“WHAT THE F-!?” This makes Tyler jump almost out of his skin, and turn around violently to attempt to see it with the camera. “Where are ya you demon bitch! Show yourself!” Brian sighed and rolled his eyes as the demon laughed softly (not that brian can hear it, but Evan can) and then dissolved out of the air around them, and out of sight. “’s gone, fuckass. I think…” He sighs, looking back to the camera when it’s pointed at him. “We need to go inside now. I think it’s time.” He nods to the camera, and then turns around to look back at the house. The demon sat on the roof watching them with it’s sharp one eye, sharp, jagged X over it’s right eye that jutted out over it’s cheek and down it’s neck. Brian swallows and braces himself for the long night ahead as he carefully walks up the creaky wooden steps. 

David has never had to be a part of something like this, so of course he was nervous. Though, he was also excited. To be a part of an adventure like something like this, it’s amazing, riveting, terrifying. 

As they walk into the old building, David immediately understands why they needed him to be here so bad. The pentagram on the floor was untouched so far, but it seemed like the area around it was… darker. Something was off, angry. For some strange reason, Tyler felt a strange anger deep in his chest, radiating off of him. He tried to ignore it, biting his tongue as he recorded the team heading inside of the building, but felt its slow burn deep down in his lungs. They didn’t want to spend too much time in this main room because of the effects this pentagram had on the living. Tyler had the camera focused on David’s concerned reactions, and the reactions from his team, when brian suddenly stopped the team and pointed to a couch in the corner of the room that they hadn’t investigated in their haste of the previous day. 

“There- There’s definitely a spirit there. Gotta be recent.. The fat fock is sittin’ in his tighty-whities…” Brian didn’t want to look at what he saw in front of him. A man seemed to lay asleep on the couch, a bullet wound in his chest just below his collar bone. Evan stepped closer, listening to whatever he could. He could hear that sharp ringing, and a constant whisper, though it wasn’t nearly as bad as last time, considering he had aid from the holy water he applied to his ears. Thank god for that. Literally. 

Suddenly he heard something that sounded closer, something that sounded tired and raspy, older. “You boys… don’t happen to have any beans on you, do ya?”

Evan blinks, then bursts out in laughter. After composing himself, he just says, “This guy is just asking if we got any beans. I don’t think he’s gonna pose much of a problem.” 

Brian shakes his head, and looks to the stairs, then to the hallways beside the stairwell that leads to something of a kitchen. He purses his lips for a second as he thinks, then looks at evan. “I think we better split up into two groups for this. It’ll get done faster since we’re behind schedule.” 

Evan nods, “Alright Tyler you come with me, Marcel can follow Brian up the stairs.” David watched as they collaborated and discussed splitting up, before he could speak up about who he’d follow, Tyler rolled his eyes and pointed his camera at Evan, looking more at the footage coming through the night vision, which made it easier to see everybody. “So we’re on some scooby-doo shit? Alright, cool. If we get killed Evan, I'm gonna kill you again from the afterlife.”

This made David laugh, then cough and try to act like he didn’t. “Ahem- watch y’er mouth, Tyler.” He teased, not actually caring. “I’ll head up wit’ brian and Marcel then. Brian can see tha ghosts’ and I wanna make sure he isn’t messin’ wit things.” This made the other irishman roll his eyes and cross them over his chest, ignoring the seemingly homeless man’s spirit as it curiously approaches the team, listening in on their conversation. “Ye just wanna pester me. Alright then, c’mon boys, let’s get ta work. We meet back here in an hour, if not sooner, yeah?” The rest of the team nods, Marcel turns his camera on, and then they head off in their separate ways. 

~STAY TUNED FOR PART 7~

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Yeah. I left you guys on a cliff hanger. What of it?

Don't wanna scroll through Tumblr to find all the parts? Here!

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