#i'm too attached to her ja feel

[von2dutch]

Sugar baby | Jey Uso

Chapter four

Synopsis: Sex is not a big deal. ...You can have a no-strings-attached arrangement with someone you don’t care about.

Pairing: Jey Uso x Black Fem reader | word count: 5.6k | warning : smut, toxic behavior, protected sex | 18+ ONLY

Hey my baby dolls so this is chapter four and ima let you all know now this was a heavy long chapter so sorry in advance but other than that enjoy!

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“Bitchs get into relationships and forget about they friends huh.” Jasmine spoke on FaceTime while Dakota cut up some strawberries.

Dakota chuckled as Jasmine's face lit up on FaceTime, holding a surprised look. "Omg jasmine I did not forget about you," Dakota said with a smile.

“Did too! I was first before his ass.”

Laughing once more Dakota spoke again “Jas you know you my baby girl stop being stingy with me.”

Jasmine's eyes rolled as she pursed her lips before speaking. "Whatever, but I'm happy for you, Kota. All I see on Instagram is you smiling, and you've been glowing so brightly. I'm so happy that God answered my prayers because all I wanted was for my best friend to find true love. She deserves it."

“Awww jas you gon make me cry.” Dakota smiled big before making a sad face pretending to cry Jasmine’s laughed at her dramatic acts.

It had been almost a month since Jey asked Dakota to be his girlfriend and the month of February was almost over and time for Josh to go back to work something he dreaded himself.

Ever since the two got together in a more relationship standpoint they were inseparable to say the least. Jey was even more of a gentleman and lover boy than she had ever imagined , he got her flowers , feed her, rubbed on her, and he was also very affectionate and I mean VERY along with being a very touchy man. And most importantly the two had sex almost everyday he couldn’t resist his presence towards her and I mean they fucked from everywhere in the house beside the bed room. Joshua was a very freaky man to say the least.

Jey was a gentleman and a lover, he treated Dakota with the utmost respect and care. He showered her with flowers and gifts, fed her, and made her feel special. Their sexual chemistry was electric, and the two of them couldn't resist each other. He was a very kinky and open minded man, and he left no stone unturned in satisfying their desires.

In conclusion the two were infuriated with eachother.

“Omg Kota you remember that date I had a while ago? Why we doing the thing and all getting freaky and I accidentally farted out my ass while we in doggy style and I told him it was my pussy he said I’m lying and that he smell shit!”

Dakota couldn't contain her laughter as she shouted at Jasmine, “Wtf is wrong with you.” Despite Jasmine's attempt to tell her to stop laughing because it was something serious, Dakota continued to laugh uncontrollably anyways.

“Dakota that shit Isn’t even that funny.” Jasmine mumbled rolling her eyes “Ima hang up if you keep laughing at me.”

“Okay!okay! I’ll stop jas—.” Before Dakota could finish her sentence Jey walked inside the kitchen. Jey couldn't resist flirting a bit as he walked into the kitchen and saw Dakota cutting strawberries. He slipped his hands around her waist and smacked her on the butt playfully, leaving a trail of light kisses on her neck. "Come on, Ko, it doesn't take that long to cut some strawberries," he teased, his hands continuing to explore her body he placed his hand on her pussy rubbing at it. “I missed you.” he whispered in her ear, his voice low and husky.

Dakota squealed with pleasure as Jey touched her, her body responding to his touch in an instant. "Baby, I was just coming back up the stairs," she protested, giggling at his enthusiastic greeting. "I haven't even been down here for more than a minute!"

“Mmhmm whatever uce.”

“ Aye aye y’all bet not get freaky on this damn phone I know that!” Jasmine shouted through the phone, interrupting their conversation. The two of them stared back at her, both bursting into laughter.

"My bad, Jasmine," Josh said with a friendly nod, before turning his attention to Dakota. Without warning, he leaned in close and began kissing and licking her neck. His movements were animalistic, reminiscent of a lion eyeing its prey before pouncing. Dakota let out a soft moan, her breathing quickening as his tongue traced circles along her sensitive skin. Josh pulled back for a moment, his eyes blazing with desire as he stared into hers.

“Y’all just go do all that while I’m on the phone really?! Knowing ion got a man just crazy.” Jasmine ranted on fake crying while Dakota and Jey just continued to laugh.

Dakota turned around from the phone and found herself face to face with Joshua. He was wearing a white-grayish shirt with cut sides that revealed his tribal tattooed muscles and chest. His black Nike shorts had a touch of orange on the side, and he paired them with Nike slides and black Nike socks. His hair flowed softly as he stood there.

“Mhmm where you going Mr?” Dakota acquainted with a question reading her eyebrows.

“Going to the gym with Jimmy and solo before we gotta go back next week, that’s why I was tryna get you to hurry back upstairs so we can do a quickie before I leave but you wanted to be on the phone.”

“Josh please you’ll be fine we went all morning.” Dakota replied completely tuning out Jasmine being on the phone.

Dakota glared at Joshua, her eyes locking onto his as she pointed her finger in his face. Her tone was clear and firm, leaving no room for argument or misunderstanding. "Listen up," she said, "you better be back by 6 on the dot. And I'm not just saying that shit for the fun of it. I mean it. If you miss dinner tonight, you're in for some shit. Got it?"

Joshua swallowed hard, understanding the gravity of the situation. He knew that Dakota wasn't joking around, and he didn't want to find out what the consequences.

“Yes ma’ma!”

"Now give me some love before you leave, Big Daddy," Dakota said with a playful smile, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. She reached out and took hold of his cheeks, gently pulling him closer as she delivered a soft kiss.

Jey sighed softly, unable to resist her charm. "Stop giving me those baby ass kisses and come here," he ordered, his voice dripping with desire. His hand wrapped around her neck, the touch gentle yet possessive, as he pulled her into a passionate kiss. Their tongues explored each other's mouths.

Pulling back Dakota pushed him playfully before smiling shyly “Okay that’s enough cause I see what you trying to do.” She glared at him while he laughed knowing he was caught.

"Aright, alright, you caught me, but just one more and I'm out, okay?" he whined with plead.

“Okay one more and that’s it!” She gave in pulling him in for one more kiss He of course had to take it over board and tongue kiss her , his hands grabbing possessively around her ass before smacking it pulling himself closer towards her body chest to chest.

Jey pulled back smiling devilishly his gold grills peaking through “I love you Ko.”

Dakota smiled softly as she watched Jey walk out of the kitchen, heading toward the garage. "I love you too," she called after him, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "And More."

She watched him closely for a moment, taking in every detail of his appearance - the way his shoulders moved, the way he walked with confident, determined strides. She knew her love for him ran deep, and she was grateful for every single moment they shared together.

“I miss him already.” Dakota sighed softly, her pout turning into a frown as she realized just how much she missed him already. pouted with a frown upon her face.

“Girl you so dick whipped city girls down 1000s points.”

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“56,57,58,59,60!” Jey shouted out before jumping down from the pole by his hands which held his weight.

Josh shouted at his twin brother, "I told you I'm the better twin, Jim!" His words seemed to hang in the air as his defeated twin stood there, with the weight of defeat evident on his face.

“Man whatever you cheated Josh!”

“Man no i didn’t you just made yo’ ass gotta pay me $50 and I won.” Josh shouted back at his brother while solo stood there watching his older brother argue back and forth like they always did.

Jey had been working out at the gym for nearly four hours, and as it approached 6:00, he found himself caught in a familiar dilemma. Originally planning to leave at 4:00 to make it home in time for dinner and avoid Dakota's nagging, Jey's plans had changed when his brother challenged him to their daily competition. The two brothers had a fiercely competitive nature and would often challenge each other to prove who was better at various activities.

Jey stormed over to the bench, his breathing heavy as he sat down to catch his breath. "I didn't cheat!" he retorted, his voice laced with anger and exasperation. "It's you who can't handle losing, man."

He grabbed his phone from his duffle bag and noticed four missed calls from Dakota, his expression changing to one of guilt and apprehension as he checked the time. It was almost 6, and he knew he was in trouble. 5:59, to be exact.

“Fuck.” He mumbled to himself as Jimmy walked over noticing the worry in his brothers face he asked. “Whats wrong uce?”

Josh looked up from his phone sighing “Jimmy I was supposed to be home by 4 and it’s now 6.” He stressed as his two brothers laughed at him because it wasn’t the first time he was late home and Dakota got on his ass about it like last week.

Staring at his brothers with anger in his eyes and annoyed by them thinking it was funny.

“Man this shit not funny.” He voice aggressively and violently he grabbed his bags roughly before walking out the gym towards his car his brother trailing behind like lost kids all jumping inside the car.

“Josh I know you ain’t mad you late.” Jimmy spoke up still laughing at his brother.

Turning his head from the road Josh stared at his brother before speaking. “Shut up cause it’s your fault I’m late. I need to stop by the store and pick up some.”

After an exhausting drive back from the gym and the store, Joshua finally arrived home with his brothers. As he parked the car inside the garage, he carefully opened the door to his home, attempting to enter quietly. However, his attempt was thwarted when he was caught by Dakota, who was standing by the door with her hands on her hips.

Jey came to a sudden halt, a small smile playing on his lips as he attempted to divert her attention before clarifying his actions. "Hey Ko baby, I missed you," he said, leaning in for a kiss. However, she sidestepped him, pushing him away and crossing her arms in front of her chest.

“So why were you late this time.” She asked Her voice dripped with authority as she inquired about the reason for your tardiness. She had clearly set a specific time for you to be home, and she was not in the mood for any excuses.

Jey glanced back at Jimmy and pointed an accusing finger in his direction, "I swear it was Jimmy's fault. He always wanna challenge me ko.”

Jimmy smirked maliciously as he chimed in on the argument, knowingly lying in an attempt to stir up more trouble. "He's lying, Koko," he said, his tone dripping with malice. "I told him he should leave at four, but he insisted on sticking around even longer. He said you'd be fine, even though he knew you were expecting him home at 6. It's clear who's in the wrong here sister in law.”

“Now you're just fucking lying, Jimmy!" he spat. "I never said that, and Solo can back me up on that! Solo! Back me up!" Jey yelled, but Solo remained motionless and quiet.

Jey's expression turned to one of anger and frustration as he looked towards Solo for support, but Solo remained silent, refusing to get involved in the conflict. Jey turned back to face Jimmy, his voice dripping with barely controlled fury. "

Dakota, tired of the two arguing, rolled her eyes before shouting, startling them. “Look, I don’t care whose fault it was, but someone is getting in trouble. You three go wash up, and I’ll make the plates.” she announced firmly.

“Yes ma’ma.” All three answered, scrambling to dash up the stairs. Jimmy and Jey were at it again, arguing over who could reach the top first.

“Josh you cheating I was up the starirs first!”

“Man no I didn’t!”

As Dakota made her way to the kitchen to set up the plates, she couldn't help but shake her head in exasperation at the antics of the two. “These two just argue all day.”

After a few mins of making plates the boys played solo and Jimmy made there way down the stairs into the kitchen sitting at the island table.

“It smell hella good in here Sister in law, you making me miss trin girl.” Jimmy joked attempting to fake cry making Dakota laugh at his dramatic performance.

“Jimmy please and I’m not married to your brother yet so stop with the in law.” She rolled her eyes passing Solo and Jimmy their plates awaiting Jey to come down the steps next for his.

“Yet.” He replied.

“And what makes you think we’re gonna get married?” She arched her eyebrows with a skeptical expression.

Before he pole Jimmy took a sip of his water and answering her question. “Well for starters you all that man talked about at the gym ‘I wonder do ko miss me’ or ‘I wonder if ko done cooking yet’ and other shit ain’t that right solo?” He glanced over at solo for back up with him nodding with a yes to confirm.

“Then when we went out for drinks like last week he was drunk and started showing every female in the club a picture of you in his wallet talking about ‘That’s my fine ass wife y’all she take all my dick good’.”

“You forgot the suck dick good and squirt like a fire hydrant too.” Solo chuckled added on to Jey silly ness.

“Omg he is embrassing.” Dakota face palmed herself from embarrassment and also to stop from laughing. She knew how Josh got when he was drunk. He became very jokey and talking his shit no matter if anyone liked it or not but he also became very hornh as well.

She remembered the first time he called after having a few drinks with some of the guys from work after a great show at summer slam 22’.

Flashback

“Dakota you want another shot?” Jasmine asked over the music while Dakota nodded her head yes she grabbed the drink downing it before she shouted. “I love life.”

“Yeah a little to damn much no more drinks for you boo.” Jasmine shook her head with disgust while Dakota pouted.

“But that was my first one Jasmine and—.” Before Dakota could finish her sentence her phone rung in her hand she glanced at it and noticed it was Jey calling her through FaceTime.

“Jas I’ll be back.” She shouted over the musics dismissing herself from the group of women she walked through the crowd towards the bathroom she locked the door.

Dakota looked in the mirror making sure she looked okay before she answered the phone a drunk Joshua appeared on the screen smiling ear to ear.

"Hey Ko, baby!" Jey's voice came through the phone, his words slurred and groggy. Dakota could tell he was high and drunk from the way he spoke, his words coming out slowly and clumsily.

Dakota sighed, shaking her head in disappointment. "What's going on, Jey?" she asked, her tone filled with concern. "Are you alright?"

Nodding his yes he spoke again. “Yeah I’m cool I’m just a little drunk, aye baby why jimmy fall out the car?” He laughed loudly while Dakota started back not finding it funny.

“Joshua where are you?.”

“Vegas, Trin taking us back to the hotel she outside with Jimmy while he throw up.”

“Josh I told you not to get that drunk you don’t listen.” Dakota stressed sighing she shook her head.

“I’m sorry pretty mama, I promise I won’t no more you feel me?” He pouted poking his bottom lip out.

“Yes Josh.” Dakota rolled her eyes giving it.

"That's my girl." he said with a sly smile, his face lighting up with excitement. "I miss your fine ass, mama." He laughed, running his tongue along his lips in a seductive manner, as if tasting her already. Dakota felt a rush of desire course through her as Jey's words hung in the air, the promise of things to come exciting her in way she couldn't wait to explore.

“I miss you too bub.”

“Ima make that pussy squirt when I come back.”

Dakota's eyes widened in shock as she shouted, "Joshua!" His choice of words made her blush, and she hated that she liked it, but she couldn't resist it.

“I’m just saying ko, I can’t till I’m fucking you on my balcony and you tell me you love me while I’m in it.” He licked at his lips once more staring at Dakota through the phone undressing her with his eyes.

He was like a ravenous lion, eagerly waiting to devour her. He couldn't control his insatiable appetite for her, and the intensity in his words made it clear that he meant every single one of them.

“Can’t wait to get back and look at the faces you make while I’m in it. Tell me how deep my dick in yo’ pussy bae.”

“Joshua fatu if you don’t stop!” Dakota glared at the phone rolling her eyes playfully.

This was the one thing she hated when he got drunk he became so horny.

Flashback over

“And that ain’t all he did Ko ko he said he wanted to stick a straw in yo— what y’all talking about?” Jey asked as he approached the kitchen he came behind Dakota. she felt Jey's strong arms wrap around her, his breath on her neck sending a shiver down her spine. Dakota's breath hitched as she felt Jey's lips meet her skin, his touch gentle yet possessive. She turned to face him, her eyes locking with his as she tried to gather her thoughts.

"Nothing," Dakota replied, her voice a hushed whisper as she looked up into Jey's eyes. She then leaned forward, her lips brushing softly against his before she pulled back, turning away from him. Josh stood silently beside her, his plate in hand and his arm draped casually around Dakota's lower back and hips. She leaned slightly into his touch, their bodies pressing lightly against each other as they both focused their attention on their meals.

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Dakota stepped out of the pool gracefully, droplets of water sliding slowly along her toned body, highlighting every curve. Her long braids clung to her wet skin, sending small rivulets of water running down her back. As she walked towards Jey, her breasts bounced and jiggled, their fullness evident even through the thin fabric of her swimsuit. Her ass swayed with each step, the curve of her hip accentuated by the damp fabric hugging her shape.

As the sun descended slowly, the captivating sight unfolded before my eyes. The palm trees danced in the chilly breeze, while birds soared gracefully alongside buzzing insects.

After dinner Josh had took his brothers home and came back and wanted to get in the pool before it got dark so him and Dakota decided to dip in.

He had a large wide pool in his backyard and he always wanted Dakota to get in it everytime she visited but she always declined.

Dakota smirked slightly as she walked towards Jey, his gaze fixed on her as he motioned for her to take a seat on his lap. "Why are you just staring at me?" she teased, her voice laced with amusement as her hips swayed seductively. Jey grinned mischievously, his hand patting his thigh invitingly. "Am I not allowed to admire my beautiful ass women?" he replied, his eyes roaming over her form appreciatively.

“I mean can you?” Dakota said With a teasing smile, Dakota straddled Jey's lap, wrapping her legs around his waist and pulling him close. As their bodies connected, she felt a jolt of pleasure run through her as she became fully aware of just how close they were. Her heart raced as she felt Jey's breath on her neck, his hands moving to gently grip her hips. "Mmm," she moaned softly, her body already eager for what was to come.

“Mmhm you gon let daddy make you squirt on this dick later huh?” Josh smirked while Dakota's breath caught in her throat as Josh smirked at her, his fingers slowly undoing her swimsuit top. Her eyes followed the fabric as it pooled at her feet, leaving her exposed and vulnerable under his gaze. As he leaned in, licking at her areola, she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

The sexual tension was high and Joshua wanted to be the first to set anything off. He always wanted to be in demand and Dakota gracefully let him because he did it so smooth and gentle.

"Mhm, you don't even have to ask, baby," Dakota replied, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of her lips. With a confident smirk, Josh began to slowly undress her, revealing her generous curves and lush body. She shuddered under his gaze, his eyes trailing hungrily over every inch of her. "I'm all yours, do your worst,” she teased, biting her lower lip in anticipation.

Leaning in Dakota embraced him with a kiss which turned into a much more intimate kiss and intense one as they explored each others mouth. Tongue kissing with his hand sneaking towards her pussy to rub at it softly.

But before anything could go any further his phone rang which made Dakota stopped but he pulled her back in.

“Josh your phone is ringing.”

“So let it ring,” he said with a shrug as he pulled away from kissing her. Just as he did, his phone began to ring again, causing him to let out an exasperated huff.

“Josh just answer the phone it might be your mom.”

“Man it ain’t her she be sleep by 6.” The frustration in Jey's voice was palpable as he snatched up his phone. "Man, what?" he snapped into the phone, his annoyance radiating through the air. Dakota could see the tension in his body, his jaw clenched tight as he gritted out the words. She could feel the anger brewing inside him.

"Who is it, Jey?" she asked softly, grabbing her bra strap to cover her chest.

Jey sighed heavily, his annoyance turning to exhaustion. "It's Jimmy ," he muttered.

“Aye don’t be answering the phone because you was tryna get freaky and can’t!” Jimmy shouted loudly over the phone, as Dakota could hear him and burst into laughter.

“Uce what you want?” Jey asked already annoyed with his brother.

“I was calling to tell you to bring the drinks tomorrow for mom’s family get together and did you get the outfit ma got for Koko!”

“Fuck I forgot about that and yeah I got it she can fit it but that’s all you called to tell me about some damn drinks Jonathan?”

“Uhh yeah now get some rest and stop tryna get ya dick wet!”

As Jimmy opened his mouth to speak, Jey abruptly ended the call. Letting out a sigh, Jey leaned back in his chair, while Dakota looked down at him with a curious expression.

“What did he want?”

“To get some drinks first tomorrow.”

“Oh I almost forgot about your mother’s gathering she invited me too I’m so nervous.” Dakota expressed fidgeting with her hands.

Dakota was feeling incredibly anxious about meeting his mother. She was unsure whether she would approve of her, and she worried about making a good first impression. All she wanted was to excel in every situation, including meeting new people.

“Ko baby, you ain’t got nun to be nervous about she’s going to love just as much as I do. I mean my brothers like you so that’s plus.” Jey reassured her which made her feel a little at ease.

“I got you aight?” He gazed up at her with reassuring eyes, offering both comfort and a sense of security.

“Okay.” She sighed softly before getting up from the chair she walked towards the sliding doors to inside the house she dropped her bra down on the floor along with her bottoms. He naked silhouette in clear vision to him.

“I’m going to shower you coming?” She looked back at him slightly her breast sitting nicely with her freshly waxed pussy soaked.

“Hell yeah!” Joshua replied back jumping up before throwing her over his shoulder bridle style running into the stairs as Dakota giggled.

“Joshua put me down!”

NEXT MORNING

“That's it...you gon' take all this dick...you know it's yours." Jey coached on as he fucked Dakota in collapsed doggy. Grabbing at her hair he pushed her head down further as he went deeper her ass cheeks clapping against him.

“Jeyyyyy.” Dakota screamed into the sheets as he went harder each stroke his hand firm on her neck to hold him up as he fucked her harder.

Dakota layed on her stomach, his dick sliding deeply in and out of her pussy as her walks clenched around him. Milking every drop as he crushed her body.

“Un huh you a nasty ass slut huh mama?Tell Daddy how that dick feel, baby, talk to me,”

Dakota fingers scratched at the sheets her eyes brewing with tears as he pulled her head up to look into the mirror infront of them he watched as he smiled while devouring her hole, gold grills peeking through, his tattooed chest heaving up and down with sweat all over him.

The two had been going at it all morning staring from 7 to now 9 am, & Joshua had no attempt of letting up whatsoever. And Dakota loved she craved it.

Nobody could fuck her like he could.

“It feel so good daddy.” Dakota moaned out biting her bottom lip she felt herself clenching around him indicating she was about to come, she felt his dick twitch inside her indicating he also was close very close at that.

Jey bit his lips looking at Dakota’s ass and then to the mirror, hips automatically going sloppy looking at her fucked out face.

“you look so fuckin pretty Ko, just like that.” He breaths and starts pounding harder, slapping her ass.

“Fuck I love this pussy.”

“g-gonna cum!” She whimpered out against the sheets, line of spit from the white sheets to her lips.

“I know baby come on this fucking dick.” Loud clapping and sticky plap sounds were heard and soon, she was squealing and splashing sounds were heard too as she squirted over his dick and into the covers.

With a swift and graceful motion, Joshua flipped Dakota onto her back, pinning her wrists down beside her head. She moaned softly, her body arching beneath him as he leaned down, claiming her lips with his in a passionate kiss. Her legs wrapped around him, pulling him closer, as the heat between them ignited.

“Good morning baby.” Dakota breathed out with a small chuckle staring back up at Jey.

“Good morning beautiful, you good? I should’ve went to hard on you.” He said as he noticed how red her cheeks from her crying tears of pleasure.

“Baby it’s okay you know I like that.” Dakota said shyly.

"Don't matter, still should've gone harder," Joshua muttered, his brows furrowing as he reached for his boxers. Dakota stood up, her 5’3 “ frame coming up short compared to his 6’2 stature. She watched as Joshua slid his boxers up, his muscular physique flexing as he pulled them into place.

The melodious chirping of the birds filled the air, drifting in through the open window as the radiant sun ascended in the sky, casting its golden rays through the billowing curtains.

“I’m going to shower you coming?” Dakota asked before walking into the bathroom.

“Yeah come on.”

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UceyJucey • Instagram story

Now that be how the story goes

Brown Sugar got me open now I want some more

Always down for a ménage à trois

But I think I'ma hit it solo, hope my niggas don't mind

Stick out my tongue and I'm 'bout ready to hit this gritty pretty bitty with my sisters

As D'Angelo's smooth vocals echoed through the room, Dakota was getting dressed looking into the mirror to make sure she looked okay.

“Ko you ready?” Joshua asked impatiently. He had been ready for the last hour, and she was still getting ready. They were already running late for their visit to his mother's house.

“Yes, baby how do I look?” Dakota turned around doing a 360 showing her off her dress which showcased her cleavage a bit at the top.

The couple were matching with his family traditional Samoa Tribal Māori shirt which went along with her dress and design.

“Baby you look beautiful I don’t why you keep stressing.” Jey answered getting up from the bed he wrapped his arms around Dakota staring into her eyes.

“You sure?”

“Yes I’m sure Ko, you the finest woman I know. Witcho fine ass.” Dakota's cheeks flushed with a faint red as Joshua showered her in affectionate compliments, her smile widening with each word. Feeling his lips on her neck, she let out a soft sigh, her eyes fluttering shut as she reveled in the moment.

“Now let’s gon and leave because if Jon call me one more time ima get mad.” Joshua chuckled grabbing Dakota hand leading them down the stairs towards the garage he opened the door for her letting her in first.

“Such a gentleman.” Dakota smiled as he closed the door and ran over to the other side and hopped in staring the car he pressed on the garage opener backing out.

His Mothers Home

“Finally y’all ass made it.” Jonathan shouted out as he walked outside his mother’s when Josh pulled into the drive way.

"Finally y’all ass made it," Jonathan shouted out, his frustration evident as he stepped out onto the stoop. Joshua pulled into the driveway, his gaze on the horizon and his expression weary. "Took you long enough," Jonathan added, a hint of amusement in his tone. Dakota leaned against Joshua, a faint smile playing on her lips. "We're here now," she said softly, feeling a sense of warmth in the familiarity of the moment.

With a roll of his eyes, Joshua stepped out of the car, his gaze meeting Jonathan's as he spoke. "Man, it ain't my fault Ko was taking all day," he said, his tone teasingly accusatory. Dakota gave a small giggle as she smoothed out her dress, feeling Joshua's familiar gaze on her. "What can I say? I'm a diva," she teased, her smile widening as she brushed a strand of hair behind her ear. Joshua's amused grin only widened at her words, his affection for her evident in his every glance.

“Aye don’t blame nun on my sis in law!”

As jey went to open the trunk to grab the drink Jonathan helped Dakota out the car closing the door. He could tell she was nervous by the look on her face and he laughed.

“You nervous?”

Dakota's voice trembled with worry as she turned to Jon. “I mean, what if she doesn't like me?” Her anxiety gripped her even tighter now that they were here.

“You sound just like trin when she met my mother 10 years ago she was nervous just like you and my mom liked the min she met her so you don’t have anything to worry about girl.” Jonathan comforted Dakota, drawing a parallel between her nervousness and that of Trin when she first met his mother a decade ago. He assured Dakota that she had nothing to worry about because his family was warm and welcoming, just like they were with Trin. His words were meant to reassure Dakota and alleviate her anxiety about meeting his family.

“Trust me she’ll like you.”

“Okay and thank you him seriously you kinda helped.” Dakota smiled softly at him.

“No problem sister in law now let’s go meet the fam!” He added wigh excitement.

“Aye man are you gon help me or just keep talking uce?!” Joshua shouted while struggling to carry the drinks to the door.

“For you to be the strongest twin you sure can’t hold shit give it to me.” Jimmy snatched the drinks from Jey walking towards the door he kicked it opened with his foot with Jey and Dakota trailing behind him.

The sound of the Maze band being played boosted throughout the home as Dakota fiddled with her fingers becoming anxious.

As Jey made his way inside, his mother's voice echoed through the house. "I figured that was you coming inside," she said, descending the stairs to greet him.

“Hey my baby.” She embraced him into a tight hug. He had been on the road so long she missed her son along with his other two brothers.

“Joshua is this the beautiful woman you’re always talking to me about?” She asked glancing over at Dakota as she stood next to him with his arm around her.

"Yeah, this is the Dakota I was telling you about," he said with a shy smile as he proudly introduced Dakota to his mother.

“It’s finally nice to meet you honey.”

“Same here Mrs.fatu.” Dakota smiled softly.

“Oh honey you don’t have to call me that just call me Lin.” She waved off embracing Dakota into a hug.

“Well come on in don’t be shy , Joshua you go help your cousins finish setting up the tables in the back and I’ll take her in the kitchen.”

“Yes ma’ma! Baby you gon be okay?” Josh asked Dakota to make sure she would be fine because he could tell she was still a little anxious.

“Boy she’ll be fine now gon on!” Lin waved him off as he put his hands in surrender walking away with a hug smile on his face.

"Boy, she'll be fine now, go on!” Lin insisted, waving him off with a smirk. "Alright alright I’m gone!” He flashed a playful smile as he strolled away, leaving Dakota and his mother alone in the hallway.

As they reached the kitchen, Joshua's mother greeted them warmly, her eyes twinkling with love, her voice soft as she spoke, "Come, dear, let me introduce you to the rest of the family." As Dakota followed her lead, she could feel the warmth and familiarity of family surrounding her, feeling a sense of belonging as she took in the scene.

Upon meeting the rest of his family, Dakota began to feel a sense of ease. Their warm welcome and genuine affection made her feel like she truly belonged, particularly with his mother, who seemed to take great delight in Dakota's presence.

As the sun dipped toward the horizon, casting a warm glow, the time was approaching 7 pm and the party was still going strong, with a few people starting to head home. The rest of the family was engrossed in a lively game of spades, enjoying drinks, while the women engaged in animated conversations.

Feeling arms around her Dakota felt a kiss on her cheek and the smell of Jeys cologne. “You good ko.”

With a faint blush on her cheeks, Dakota felt a sense of warmth and affection as Joshua pulled her into a tight embrace. Her eyes fluttered shut momentarily as she felt his lips brush against her cheek, the familiar scent of his cologne washing over her. Wrapping her arms around his waist, she cuddled into his chest, feeling a surge of love and comfort that only he could provide. "Mhm," she murmured softly, her voice muffled against his chest as she leaned into his embrace. "I'm good as long as you're by my side."

“Good cause I’m gon be here forever.” He replied meaning every word.

“Today was so fun they were actually so lovely babe you were right.”

“Told you they’ll like you.” Joshua smiled the two watching as the sun continued to rise down.

“Ima go help my ma with the dishes I’ll be back.” Jey kissed her cheek before running off back into the house leaving Dakota in the backyard.

While Dakota stood and continued to watch the sun she felt a presence behind her and turned around being met with someone she felt familiar with.

“Dakota?”

Dakota was surprised to see who was approaching. "Joe?" she exclaimed. "I can't believe it! It's been at least two years since I last saw you!

“Same here.” He walked towards her even closer closing the gap in between them he looked over not believing how good she looked. “You look good as always.”

“Well thank you! You don’t look to bad yourself might I add, What brings you here!” She asked.

“This is my aunt families get together.”

“Wait Jey’s your cousin?”

Nodding his head yes he laughed at how confused Dakota face was. “He didn’t tell you huh?”

“No not at all!”

Dakota was shocked to say the least she never knew they were cousins I mean Joe had never mentioned them when he used to date her cousin Deandre two years ago and he met their family.

Now here she was just now finding out.

"What a small world, huh?" She mused. She tilted her head up, a mischievous glint in her eyes as she met his gaze. “Yeah a real small world," joe teased, a giggle escaping from her lips.

Before anyone could gather another word out Joshua watched closely from inside the house jealously glinting inside him.

He watched as Dakota and his cousin Joe formally known as Roman reigns conversed outside.

He had three reasons for not allowing Dakota to meet Roman. He was familiar with his cousin and his behavior. Since they were children, Roman had always pursued anything Joshua was interested in. It seemed like Roman was currently interested in Dakota, and Joshua was going to be dammed if he let that happen.

“Aye uce what you staring at so hard.” Jimmy asked unaware of what was going on till he looked towards where Josh was staring at he sighed.

“Aw shit.” He sighed shaking his head as his brother walked outside already knowing this wasn’t going to end well.

“Yes she’s doing great ac— before Dakota could finish her sentence Jey came out wrapping his arms around her interrupting their conversation.

Roman's cheerful expression faltered for a moment as he met Jey's gaze, taking in his expression of irritation. But the smile quickly returned, if not a bit more forced this time, as he spoke. "Oh wassup uce, I was just looking for you.” he greeted, his tone light despite the tension in the air. Jey narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with an edge of annoyance as he responded, "What?" Roman took a deep breath, his smile widening as he looked back at his cousin, undeterred by Jey's frustration.

“Oh were you? Cause it fucking look like you all my woman’s face Joe. So tell me what else you looking for?” A wave of anger rushed through Joshua as he registered Roman's words. He stepped forward, pushing Dakota behind him in a protective gesture as his eyes flared with irritation. "Huh what was it?” he asked, his voice low and dangerous as he locked eyes with Roman. His fists clenched at his sides, and Dakota's hand instinctively reached out to rest on his arm, trying to soothe him.

Dakota intervened, saying, "Okay okay, that’s enough Joshua, stop." She stepped in between the two, gently pushing Josh towards the house and welcoming him inside. They walked together towards the door.

Stoping in her tracks Dakota turned around to face Joshua to his face. “Joshua wtf is wrong with you!”

“What’s wrong with me? Nah more like fuck wrong with him ko you don’t know him like I do.”

“And what is that supposed to mean.”

“It means he tryna fuck on you ko! He does that shit Everytime I bring someone around him.”

“Oh so you bring other girls around huh?” She stoped back crossing her arms over her shoulders glaring back at him.

“Dakota that’s not what I meant.” Jey’s voice softened as he attempted to grab Dakota but she pushed him away.

“No that she exactly wtf you meant Joshua!” She shouted bringing attention to the few people in the house as they stared to advert their attention on them.

Jonathan heard the two inside arguing he made his way inside the house to calm the situation as best as possible.”aye wth going on now?”

“Your brother is being a complete jealous bitch right now.” Dakota snapped.

“Oh so ima a bitch? Man fuck you Dakota real shit uce.” Jey threw back at her before Jon got in between them.

“Aye aye y’all cut this shit out!”

“No because he’s jealous and acting an ass for no reason all because I talked to Joe.”

As Jonathan stood there, it suddenly struck him like a bolt of lightning. In that moment, he finally understood the source of their argument. It appeared that conflicts like this would persist as long as Josh continued to bring anyone into Roman's presence.

“Nah I just know he wanna fuck you Dakota why ca—.” Before Joshua could finish anything he felt his phone going off with notifications from Instagram, iMessage and twitter.

He grabbed his phone out his pocket putting in the code he went to Instagram to see he was tagged in a post.

He felt his heart dropped like someone had stabbed him. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing most of all what Dakota would say when she saw it.

“What? What is it.” Dakota asking before snatching the phone from Joshua she read the post.

Then that’s when everything became a blur to her as she felt her heart drop a million miles she couldn’t feel her fingers as she dropped the phone on the floor.

Dakota could feel her heart plummet, the world around her fading into a blur. Her body tensed as if preparing for impact, and time seemed to slow down to a crawl. With a faint tremble in her fingers, she lost her grip on the phone, watching helplessly as it slipped from her grasp and clattered onto the floor. She was paralyzed in place, unable to move or speak, the weight of the situation suffocating her. It was as if everything around her was fading away, leaving her alone with her thoughts and Joshua's fierce gaze.

TheSahdeRoom

Oop! Roomies Professional WWE wrestler Jey uso and mistress girlfriend Dakota has been seen out and also Nudes plastered all over the internet of now! What do we think? 👀 #roomies #TheShadeRoom.

Comments

@Living for my kids__001 : this just a damn mess she should’ve knew better than to send her nudes.

@Keisha_thebomb: no shade this her damn fault.

Jeyuceysfacepaint : Omg not my man!

@Theusostagtitles: oh he fucked up omg Joshua.

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“Ko, baby I swear I di— YOU FUCKING LIAR!” Dakota shouted out at him with tears streaming down her face with rage.

“Y-you told me you would never post my fucking nudes Joshua!”

As Dakota stood with teary eyes, Joshua's voice rang out, filled with desperation. "Dakota, I swear, I ain't post that shit." he insisted, his tone tinged with anger. She turned to face him, her trembling body a palpable reflection of her inner turmoil.

Dakota's tear-streaked face twisted in anguish as she whispered, "I trusted you." Joshua stood before her in silence, his heart heavy with regret. He took a hesitant step toward her, wanting to offer comfort, but before he could speak, she lashed out and slapped him hard across the face.

“I fucking hate you! I swear I do Joshua.”

"Ko, you don't mean that," Jey denied her claims, fully aware that deep down she didn't mean what she said.

As tears streamed down Dakota's face, her words spilled out in a heated eruption. "No I do I fucking hate you I can’t you did that shit.” she seethed, her expression filled with anger and hurt. "I hate you with all my damn heart!" she hurled at him, her emotions teetering on the edge. Jey tried to follow her, his movements halted by Jimmy's firm grip, his face contorting with frustration. "Just let her go uce.” Jimmy urged, his voice calm and steady as he held Jey back. "She needs time to process what she's feeling."

Just like that in seconds everything was gone.

The one thing he valued the most gone in an instant.

To be continued…..

Hey my baby dolls! So I know this chapter was long and I’m sorry I know some reader may not like long chapters so I apologize.

But I know y’all mad at how I ended things I knowwww but next chapter is a little better I promise!

Like always stay blessed and thank you for tuning in! Niyah out 🎀

[swarvey]

🎉🎉🎈🎊🎈🎊🎉🎊🎈🎊 CONGRATULATIONS!!!

Maybe a ask of your favorite characters celebrating? Like you finished the community center and had the big party but your bookie bear wants to celebrate with you at home?

Ya know keep the celebration going for everyone

get a room! | harvey x f!reader

summary -> you finally finish the community center and celebrate with everyone in town. harvey would rather take things back home. warnings -> none! wc -> 787

a/n: i actually love this prompt sm, thank you anon!!! ik you didn't specifically request nsfw but i'm lowkey inspired so y'all lmk if you want a part two with what harvey would do hehe

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"y/n! i can't believe it, you actually did it!"

emily tackles you with a hug, squeezing you tightly before looking at you with a proud gleam in her eyes. leah stands behind her with a warm smile on her face, while haley takes off her earbuds and begins looking around the finished community center. it took you countless seasons and, quite literally, your own blood, sweat, and tears to do it, but you've finally completed all the bundles in the building.

everyone in pelican town has joined you in celebration at the restored building. penny walks with jas and vincent, pointing to the different bundles and explaining the work you put behind them; alex stands in front of the fireplace and poses while haley begrudgingly takes a photo of him; sam and abigail excitedly make their way from room to room, sebastian trailing behind them and admiring the refurbished spaces.

"i have to say, i am quite impressed, my friend!" elliott declares broadly, walking up to you with a grin. "this explains all the running around i always see you doing, correct?"

"that's right," you reply, laughing as your friend gives you a round of applause. "please, at least this means that stupid joja mart will finally shut down."

"it also means i am currently unemployed, prick," another voice grumbles. you smile sheepishly at shane as he joins the two of you, arms crossed and an amused look in his eye. "thanks for that."

"now is not the time to drag her down," emily scolds. "look at all the wonderful energy surrounding this place!"

"oh, enough with that energy bullshit. it looks nice, i'll give her that."

"nice?" elliott repeats, suddenly looking personally offended. "why, i believe that's the understatement of the past hundred centuries."

as he continues on with his theatrics with leah pulling on his sleeve to stop, you can't help but listen with a warm feeling in your chest. despite everyone's differences, they were all willing to come here to celebrate your success. you realize how attached you've become to the town and its people, grateful to have the luck of living in such a place.

you startle slightly when you feel elliott's arm tightly wrap around your shoulders, drawing you to his side.

"she is the pride of pelican town, shane," elliott continues dramatically, shaking your body for emphasis. "the work she has done for all of us will be recognized years from now!"

shane laughs — wholeheartedly laughs — and you immediately grin back. it's not every day you get to see the grumpy guy crack a smile. "it looks like the 'pride of our town' might be dying of embarrassment in your arm, pretty boy."

"i have to agree." a hand gently grabs yours, tugging you out of elliott's grasp. "i hope i'm not interrupting."

harvey smiles at you, his gaze filled with love and pride. out of everyone, he definitely understands the efforts you put in the most — especially after long nights spent in the mines, or early morning visits to the clinic after you exhausted yourself a little too much.

"you never cease to amaze me, my dear," he expresses warmly, and suddenly, the rest of the room seems to fade away. "you're incredible."

you rub the back of your neck, shaking your head. "lewis is the one who told me what to do, and those little junimos helped out a bunch—"

"now is not the time to be humble." he squeezes your hand. "you're one of a kind. i can only hope this means you won't be going to the mines as often." harvey frowns then, a look of protectiveness taking over him. "i typically prefer not having to bandage you up, you know."

you laugh, but before you can respond, a gruff voice sounds from beside the two of you.

"and i usually prefer not having to see you guys eye-fuck each other in front of the entire damn population," shane groans, leaving to look at another section of the center. "get a room!"

you and harvey look at each other with raised brows, and you notice the others slowly inching away.

"if i have to admit," he starts, slightly pulling you closer to him, "i would prefer having you all to myself, as selfish as it sounds." you can see a blush creeping up his neck at his statement, looking at the floor in embarrassment.

"what's stopping you, then?"

his eyes meet yours, reaffirming your words, and you nod.

then, you suddenly find yourself all but sprinting out the community center doors. your laugh fills the air as harvey drags you along with him, face beet red as he leads you back to the farm.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

I'm so tempted to write younger recruit König bullying an older lover or have Colonel König instead.

Do you have any hc on both of them.

Goodness. Please write all the things you want for this AU! Indulge in it, swim in it, share it with us, too! I'd love to read your every thought ❤️

Here are some of mine ^^

I mean, since he's called young recruit I've always kinda thought of him being at least a few years younger than reader? :) And of course he's wayyy younger than Colonel. About a decade, if not more, and it gives him issues with self esteem as we've sadly come to notice.

But if reader is older too, I fear the dynamic will slip into this cougar/cub type of thing. Mommy issues arise on top of everything else, and younger König can't stand authority figures of any kind :( He would be even more vocal about being able to please his woman, making reader embarrassed by telling Colonel how his wife sings in the bed like a siren everytime he fucks her ❤️

His boyish antics wouldn't be so out of control, however, because older lover will not let herself be chased around the house just like that, she only rises an eyebrow when König tries to dominate her. Because he can't bully her into submission so easily, young recruit starts to build resentment and some serious attachment issues, becoming dependent on her attention instead :((

He oftentimes feels like a third wheel, and hates that feeling, perhaps even tries to make reader jealous by inventing some imaginary girlfriend he's "seeing on the side". Reader knows he's lying because he won't show this mysterious other lover's picture; she knows that if König really had someone, they wouldn't hear the end of it with Colonel.

But omg... Young König with Colonel König... (I don't even know how to tag this thing? What is this?? Ultimate taboo hotness!??)

These two would have the relationship of a puppy and its soft master. Colonel König dominates this young pup without even putting him on a leash! Makes him flustered by asking him does he mind if he joins him in the shower. Then starts to jerk him off while younger König is trying to hold on to the tiles, and tries to hold on for dear life, too.

After young recruit's aggression, frustration and compulsive tendencies have been safely fapped away, Colonel asks (=orders) him to return the favor... with his mouth. No hands, just mouth. Ja... That's a good boy ❤️❤️❤️

Colonel knows what this poor nasty gremlin needs: some good, sweaty sex to tone down all that violence and impulsivity, then some good food, perhaps a beer or two, and after that, falling asleep together with a natural cuddler like him.

He just needs some guidance and a good leader, and he desperately needs to be told what to do. Colonel has no problem with sending him to do chores, which he does, eagerly, to please him – perhaps Colonel even lets him top for once...❤️

[elaho]

Stardew Valley MBTI x Enneagram: Shane

Following my last post about the Stardew marriage candidates and their MBTI types, I've been learning more about Enneagram, how it pairs with MBTI, and how it changes some of the typical characteristics of each type.

The Enneagram and MBTI complement each other wonderfully, providing greater depth and understanding of how a person interacts with the world [Cognitive Functions] and their motivations why [Core Desire/Core Fear].

Here are my thoughts on Shane's Enneagram paired with his MBTI.

Shane - ISTP 5w6: “The Troubleshooter”

“ISTP 5w6s are analytical people who lean towards caution. This personality type is curious and passionate about their interests. Because of their wing, they are always cautious and look for all possible flaws before leaping.” – Personality Hunt

Shane’s Core Desire: To be self-sufficient

The core desire of the ISTP 5w6 is to be self-sufficient. ISTPs are naturally very independent and want to make their own way. To achieve this goal, they use their abilities to carve a niche for themselves, and honing their unique skills as 5w6s, they are often very successful.

“My life...It's a pathetic joke...Look at me...Why do I even try? ...*sob* I'm too small and stupid to... to take control of my life…”

"I want to feel like I'm not just a leech on the world. I want to contribute somehow, even in a small way like this.”

Shane’s Core Fear: To be dependent [a burden] on others

The core fear of the ISTP 5w6 is to be a burden on others, especially to those they care about. We see Shane struggle with his mental health and alcoholism through the game. He tries hard to fight his demons on his own, not wanting others to be held back by his personal issues.

It isn't until later in his character development that he learns to be okay with relying on others for help, that there are people who truly care about him, and that asking for their support isn't the burden or 'weakness' he believed it to be.

“I just feel like no matter how hard I try... I'm not strong enough to climb out of that hole.”

"Anyway... I just wanted to thank you for taking care of me. And I want you to know that I'm going to take things a little more seriously from now on. I don't want to be a burden on anyone…"

"You know, I sometimes forget that I really do have friends, people that care about me. And it's okay for me to rely on them... it doesn't make me weak.”

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How Enneagram 5w6 changes typical ISTP behaviour:

New Strengths

1. More Introverted

ISTPs are introverts and ISTP 5w6s are even more introverted. They have a lower social battery than typical ISTPs and need extra time alone to recharge. However, this doesn't mean they aren't assertive. They will put their foot down when they need to.

Examples:

“I hardly know you. Why are you talking to me?”

“What's the point of talking to me? I don't want any friends.”

“...I don't feel like talking to anyone.”

“It's a lot of effort to be friends with someone. It's easier to just be alone.”

2. More Loyal

"ISTP 5w6s are loyal people...Because [type 6] is their wing, ISTP 5w6s will have a measure of loyalty. Their loyalty extends to their friends, family, and even their workplace. While this is true, their loyalty will never be as strong as a core type 6." - Personality Hunt

Examples:

“I... Well, I won't be living here forever, and I wanted to pass something on to Jas. I've been teaching her how to care for them.”

“I guess I've grown attached to Marnie and Jas. We're a ragtag bunch but it kind of feels like a weird family. I never really had much of a family as a kid.”

“I need to keep it together for Jas' sake. I don't want to be a bad role model for her.”  “I'm kind of like a father figure to Jas. I just hope I haven't let her down too much.”

“Shane's hard at work. He doesn't seem interested in talking.”

“I may keep to myself a lot, and I may seem unhappy sometimes... but I do appreciate all the work you do. I'm a lucky guy.”

3. More Creative

ISTPs aren't known for being traditionally artistic, but they can be incredibly creative in their own way. This is even more true for ISTP 5w6s. They love to work with their hands and show their creativity in practical ways.

Examples:

"My special blue hens... I've been raising them in secret for the last few months.”

“We'll have the best eggs in the whole valley! Fresh and healthy, with rich golden yolks. Not like those pale, sickly Joja eggs...”

“Sounds great. I'll have to create a bunch of practical effects to make it look cool.”

"Hey! I want you to be in this shot... okay? Just walk by Clint and Emily in the background while they're talking... It'll give the scene a little more authenticity.”

4. More Cautious

ISTPs aren't known for being cautious. Their Extroverted Sensing [Se] makes them more prone to taking risks and testing new ideas. Being Preceievers means they also love being spontaneous. ISTP 5w6s are different. While they also enjoy these things, they are more hesitant and risk-averse than typical ISTPs.

This is because type 5 is interested in self-sufficiency, while type 6 is interested in being secure. They don't want to do anything that risks losing either of these, so they are much more cautious when taking risks or making decisions.

Examples:

“A chicken will never let you down. Humans, on the other hand...”

“It's weird, when I was younger I swore I'd never have a kid. I wonder what happened to me?”

“Hey. Sorry if I came off as rude when we first met. It takes me a while to warm up to strangers.”

5. More Prudent with Spending

Due to their cautious nature, ISTP 5w6s will be less impulsive with their spending, preferring to be more prudent with their finances. However, this doesn't mean they'll be perfect at budgeting or sticking to a budget.

Although Shane spends exorbitant amounts of money on beer and liquor early in-game, once he starts getting treatment for his mental health issues, we see him begin to spend his money much more wisely and carefully, like in his 8-heart cutscene with Jas.

Examples:

"I've cut back on an expensive habit. I have a lot more spending money now!”

6. More Logical

ISTPs are Thinkers, and being a type 5 makes an ISTP's logical thinking even more pronounced. This can have its pros and cons. A positive is ISTP 5w6s can make very sound logical decisions, but on the flip side, they can be insensitive to the feelings of others.

Examples:

“Life isn't fair, and I can't help but feel bitter about it.”

“Do me a favor... when I pass away, use my dust to fertilize some corn for the hens.”

“If I watch more TV maybe I can forget about life. That would be relaxing.”

“Sigh*... If only we could send the kids off to Joja work-camp for a season...I'm just kidding.”

New Weaknesses

1. More Detached

Type 5s are prone to becoming detached if absorbed in their hobbies or passions. This can harm an ISTPs relationship with friends and family if they aren't careful.

Examples:

"Welp... got my year's supply of Vitamin D. Now I can play video games with the blinds shut the rest of the year.”

“Ah... this is the life. No responsibilities, Tunnelers game tonight, fridge stocked with all the goodies a guy could need.”

“If you need to go see your friends in town, go ahead. I'm happy in the company of the TV and a couple of tall boys.”

“Ooo... my throbbing head. How many did I have last night?”

2. Fearful

Type 5 and type 6 are both in the Fear Triad, making 5w6s fearful people. This fear often influences their decisions, and combined with their need for self-sufficiency, can cause them to be stuck in a situation for too long.

Examples:

"You know, Charlie... I was thinking... A guy like me is always teetering on the edge of despair... know what I mean?”

“Here's a chance to finally take control of my life... These cliffs... bu... *blaap*... but I'm too scared, too anxious. Just like always...”

3. Prefer to Play it Safe

"Fear, cautiousness, and worry are all factors that influence their preference to play it safe. This usually means little or no risk and a lot of pessimism. While this has its benefits, the drawbacks are also obvious. ISTP 5w6s will miss out on opportunities and life in general by playing it too safe. - Personality Hunt

Examples:

"Every time I try something new it goes horribly wrong. You learn to just stay in a shell."

“Why try? Life's just a roll of the dice. When they rolled mine, the dice fell off the table.”

“You ever feel like... no matter what you do, you're gonna fail?... Like you're stuck in some miserable abyss and you're so deep you can't even see the light of day?”

4. Lower Energy Levels

Type 5s live in their heads. This, combined with ISTP's dominant function Introverted Thinking [Ti], they spend a lot of time logically breaking things down and reassembling them in their minds. This takes up a lot of energy, making implementing their ideas harder for ISTP 5w6s.

However, ISTPs are still action-oriented and will always strive to be somewhat productive.

Examples:

"Hoo... Feels good to rest these hams. If anyone needs me, I'll just be sitting here, marinating.”

“Buhh... I don't feel like being productive today.”

“Farmer, should I do something useful today?... or just nap forever?”

“I guess... if I had some pants I might've gone outside today... but, nah.”

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Conclusion

Due to his substance abuse and mental health issues, typing Shane was more challenging than the others. Though it can be hard to type fictional characters with 100% accuracy, given what we know about his character, how he responds to dealing with his alcoholism and depression, and his personal growth throughout the game, I believe there is strong evidence to suggest that Shane is an ISTP 5w6.

His Enneagram type 5 desire for self-sufficiency and independence, paired with his MBTI cognitive strengths as an ISTP, makes watching his character transform from a prickly, self-isolating man with severe alcohol addiction and spiralling mental health, into a brave, hard-working, and loyal friend/partner to the farmer heartwarming and inspirational.

Do you agree that Shane is an ISTP 5w6? If not, what type do you think he is? Let me know your thoughts in the comments :)

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Personality Hunt: ISTP 5w6 - The Complete Guide

[iamluzgar]

I finally finished FFXIV Dawntrail and I have many many thoughts about it. So, spoilers, and bare with me.

I had a lot of troubles to get into it at first, but I always feel that way for much of the extension I've played so it didn't change much. I pushed through, and I'm glad I did. I loved the theme of discovering new people and cultures to get to know them, and to like them. Which was an ongoing thing.

I liked Wuk Lamat a lot as a character. She's a bit immature, but she has a lot of potential, as you say to Gulool Ja. Loved having Thancred and Urianger against me for a change, especially in that dungeon. I got into it more and more, wanting Wuk Lamat to succeed because there were many hints showing she would do well (like for example with the bandits, I saw another post on tumblr mentioning it, but she directly thought about a system failiure problem, rather than thinking the people were bad). She adapted herself to the best of her ability to the culture she met with an open mind, even when she was afraid, unsure or disagreed with it. The VA did a fantastic job imo for her voice.

Of course the rest of the gang was here too and it was incredible. I loved how Erenville finally got the spotlight he so deserved. I wasn't a fan of Krile, but now I do like her and that's the power of FFXIV imo.

Anyway, the first part was great, and it was an important part because the WoL can finally indulge in some "selfish" actions like battling big dudes, deities, eating stuff, traveling, meeting people, doing the good old Azem and I think they'd be proud. The game keeps pushing you Emet, from what he said to you on the last expansion, and I liked that, it keeps him alive. I obviously missed Venat, Hythlodaeus, Elidibus and Emet a lot from this expansion, so it was nice to have some mentions of them. However, especially with the second part of the game, you realize how the shadow of the Ascien still fly above us and all of the reflections. Because I am persuaded they had a hand in the creation of electrope and the key.

The second part was even greater. It started weak with the Western like stuff (I'm not a fan of that and it felt like post-MSQ quests), but then it really starts: not only it brings back stakes (because... Well, I laughed when people made Valigarmanda a "big threat", considering we killed Despair a few months ago in the game), but it also is a pay off from the first part. You grew attached to Wuk Lamat, to Tuliyollal and its people. And now they're in danger.

Which brings us to New Alexandria, with its strange culture of pushing away death. The whole part with Alexandria felt like a metaphore from our own real world. We too, tend to push death away, put people dying away from society and from our eyes, forget them. It really resonated with my experience, especially considering I've been a volunteer in palliative care for a year. The whole thing of accepting death is a main topic in this second part of the game.

We brushed a bit too fast over the identity issues Zoraal Ja felt, I feel, sadly. I wish we could have had a bit more to humanize him.

Then the last zone... It truly touched my soul. We do the exact opposite thing that we did in Endwalker. In Endwalker, we started from nothing, we added music, colors, we reanimated species from death. In Dawntrail, we "turned off" people, we removed the colors and the songs from the places we were visiting. It was powerful to observe it, doing a different kind of walk, maybe even a harder one. Idk for WoL, but it was harder for me. Because we were still "killing" people, and we can only sympathize with Sphene's desires to let her people live more, whatever the cost of it. We hope and pray there might be another way for everybody to be happy.

It brings me back to palliative care in the real world. This world Sphene created, was a metaphor for therapeutic obstinacy and the artificial prolongation of life. At some point, there is nothing you can do, and you have to "pull the plug". You have to say good bye. To your own family, to your friends, to people you knew more or less. What's left of them then? All the memories you had with them, and that's it, and as the Yok Huy's philosophy, they kinda live through you that way.

Contrary to Meteion, our action of killing the people in that zone was not born of desperation of not being able to save them, but from an acknowledgement that this artificial prolongation of life is no longer sustainable, it will give more pain and will sacrifice ressources that could be given to people who still have a chance to continue living. At some point, when there is no chance to sustain a life, we need to make peace with the fact that it's over. That death is a part of life, and might always be. The next day always happen, with a beautiful sunset, new lives, new hopes, new stories, and new adventures, with new people. It's an end, but it's not the end.

As someone who lost my mom when I was a teenager, it was comforting to see those moms having so much hope, love and pride for their children. I could hear my own mom through them. We see a lot of moms, and we have to say good bye to a lot of them, and that was difficult. I both hate and like the fact that FFXIV has a tendency to kill moms or otherwise important female caretaking figures. :( They displayed a lot of different relationships between family members regarding their future death, and that was also interesting. Family, in the large sense of it, was a very big topic of this expansion.

On a gameplay part, I loved almost everything. They upped up the difficulty a notch, and it was perfect. I love how they made new ways of seeing AoE while also still making it clear it's an AoE. Very good ideas there. Loved the last two dungeons.

I was not a fan of the music this extension, but well nothing is perfect. I'm not a fan of FFIX and obviously a lot was taken from it.

Hope that didn't bore you out!

TL;DR Incredible writing as usual.

[howlingday]

Eccentric man: Ahh, if it isn't my unconventional friends, are you enjoying zhe convention?

Ruby and Jaune just sighed, cringing at what monstrosity of a weapon this man would conjur up this time.

Eccentric man: Don't look so morose! I've kept your dear girlfriend's vords in mind and have gotten you two more weapons that are both tactical and practical as well!

The man pulled out yet another case. This one was considerably smaller than his last weapons opening up said case the man let out a creepy giggle before turning it around to both Ruby and Jaune, who peered in before looking at each other confused.

Ruby: It's a pistol...

Jaune: And a doll...strapped to dynamite?

Eccentric man: Not just any doll, this here is the Monkey Bomb, created by zomeone who is still VEXING ME TO ZHIS VERY DAY! ahem...uh it's really quite simple, wind up the monkey, toss it to your allies who are surrounded, and the monkey will attract all Grimm nearby and once they are within range...BOOM!

The man laughed as Jaune reached in and picked up the monkeybomb, feeling slightly disturbed at how a child's toy had been twisted into a Grimm killing device.

Eccentric man: It also does a little jingle, and its explosion rivals one of the explosive shells from your orange hair bomber friend, although I do ask you to refrain from tossing into fire.

Ruby: That is oddly specific...

Eccentric man: zhe monkey doesn't like fire...

Jaune sets the monkey back down before pointing to the pistol next to it.

Jaune: And what pray tell is this?

Eccentric man: Zhat, my dear boy, is called 'Conversion Ready-Binary Repeater-Standard,' or CRBRS, Cerberus, for zhort. Zhis little pistol fires concentrate Lazer energy and only use small amounts of lightning dust combined with regular .45acp!

Jaune picks up the gun and aims it before suddenly a ball pops out of its of the weapons center as if began floating around Jaune.

Eccentric man: It also has a copy-cat ai companion that shoots out extra shots at NO cost to your own ammo supply, I zhink it makes its own internally, and the AI can talk, but who it chooses to voice is completely up to it.

The copycat companion still floated around Jaune as he just looked the gun over and handed it too, Ruby.

Jaune: What do you think?

Ruby: it seems nice, but I was thinking more of a bigger gun for you...

Eccentric man: Ah gut, Zhen, you vill be pleased to know this veapon comes with a modification you can attach to turn this pistol into a rifle with more supreme firepower.

The man hands Jaune a mod kit labels 'Blazer Mod Kit'.

Eccentric man: This kit can be assembled on the fly, and it vill keeps you in zhe fight as well as still using the same ammo type!

Jaune just nodded as Ruby handed him back the gun.

Ruby: Well, I mean, it seems perfect, Pistol that can turn into an AR as well as having a little Ai copy cat that also fires back at Grimm.

Jaune with the floating AI next to him.

Jaune: it does sound pretty go-

CopyCat AI: Hello Again~

Jaune: ...

Jaune: What the hell...?

Ruby: W... Was that Pyrrha?!

Eccentric Man: Vell, I did say it vould be random.

Jaune: I... I don't...

Copycat AI: Keep going forward.

Jaune: I... (Sets pistol down) I can't.

Eccentric Man: Oh? Vhat do you mean?

Jaune: I... I just...

Ruby: Jaune and Pyrrha were really close, and this weapon is... kind of opening up old wounds.

Eccentric Man: Ah, yes... Zomezing along ze lines of sehnsucht und weltschmerz, ja? Zay no more. I will refrain from any furzer, er, voices from occurring. But ze Monkey Bomb is ztill sehr gut, ja?

Ruby: It would be, but uh, the thing is that our teammate uses a LOT of fire, so catching it would be-

Eccentric Man: Ah, of course. Very vell. (Loads up crate) Until we meet again. I must say you kinder are quite picky vith your veapons, but zen again, zo am I. (Leaves)

Ruby: Jaune?

Jaune: I'm fine. I just... I wouldn't have come here if I knew I was going to hear her again.

Ruby: I know.

[thefinalwitness]

ok a lot of ppl are doing it and im just so *BUZZES* about dt so i'm gonna do it too!!! i'm gonna talk about dt and ocs!!!! the readmore contains huge and detailed spoilers so please please do not read it if you havent finished the msq!!!!

also just to set the tone of this post: i LOVED dt SO MUCH so this is going to be an extremely positive post!!!! i loved literally everything about it so ig if u hated it maybe just skip this one lmao!!

IT WAS SOOOOOOOO MUCH FUN WTF!!!! i honestly expected (and dreaded) we'd be immediately foist back into Sole Hero Of The Universe Mode, and the fact we weren't has made me SO HAPPY i decided to stick with l'aiha for dt msq!!!! this expac was PERFECT for her, a chance to learn about a new culture and get away from her mantle!!!! it's everything i could've asked for and so much more!!!!

tural is BEAUTIFUL and so detailed, i loved the rites half of the expac and the way the plot twisted midway through was really fun to me!! i've seen ppl say the first and second half feel like different stories but i honestly disagree, i think zoraal ja and sphene are perfect opposites of wuk lamat and koana, and i think getting to see how coming into your own can be done right and wrong was really neat. i think they're two sides of the same coin, the coin being the story, and while i do wish we'd had more time to set up sphene's storyline, i think all the story beats themselves are great!

i LOVE the implications of the ending too!!!! we have this artifact now that has provably opened passageways to other reflections—something l'aiha has been deeply interested in and researching since shadowbringers!!!! if this is where the next 10 years are going, i am STOOOOOOOKED

i'm also so pleased with how l'aiha and j'sera (her sister, i renamed her bc dyslexia) have developed through this expac! i wanted them to grow closer now that they're both out of their comfort zones, and that's exactly what this story gave me. l'aiha becomes deeply attached to j'sera to the point of overprotectiveness throughout the rites—then, it's decided that l'aiha should stay in tuliyollal during the barrier stuff because there are 4 wols in her canon, and ONE should stay in the city. she therefore has to let sera go, and sera gets the chance to come into her own during the second half of the expac, rising to the challenge without anyone—her sister, her mentor, her parents—to protect her. when they reunite and face zoraal ja together, l'aiha gets to see how capable sera is and how much she's grown since they left sharlayan. l'aiha no longer feels compelled to coddle her, and sera no longer needs to cling to l'aiha! it's SOOOOOOOOO GOOD.

(i've also decided that, when zoraal ja orders the second attack on tuliyollal, the dragons aren't as close as they are in canon, and l'aiha uses azem's crystal to summon them to the battle. because it's cool hehe.)

sera herself got SOOOOOOO MUCH out of this expac!!!! i haven't fleshed out all of it yet, but i definitely think dt is where she and leviathan-egi start to really bridge the gap between them. leviathan-egi deeply respected its previous master, sera's mentor, and it's reacted extremely poorly to sera. it doesn't respect her as its master, treating her instead like a kitten to defend. but like l'aiha, leviathan-egi starts to realize sera has grown a lot in tural, and that it doesn't have to do all the work alone, that they can cooperate and become stronger for it.

i did NOT expect to end up shipping her and erenville, but as the story progressed i really really felt like they were a good fit! i've decided they became friends over the three years erenville was in sharlayan, so they're already familiar with each other, and aside from wuk lamat and krile, they're only REALLY familiar with each other, so they provide one another with much needed support during so much uncertainty and newness! it's sera that goes with erenville to shaaloani, and he tells her a lot about his mom during that time, so cahciua's loss hits her pretty hard too. (cahciua also DEFINITELY knows they like each other LMAO.)

i'm still getting my thoughts together for minfilia and valensia—the expac was just SO perfect for l'aiha and sera that i basically forgot to think about them VKFNKHCCHKVM. i want to though!!! i have ideas, and i think they'll both have their own strong places in dt—i think minfilia and sphene will be SO interesting, as well as valensia and koana!!

i'm just SO happy. i think dt is maybe my new first or second fav expac. i adored every second of it, it's like it was molded perfectly out of what i wanted for l'aiha and sera especially! ough. hough!!! i'm so happy.

[tildeathiwillwrite]

My OC's in the Knights Radiant Quiz

@illarian-rambling did this thing recently where she took the Knights Radiant Quiz for her ocs. Thought it was cool so I'm doing it too lol.

The Legend of Orian Goldeneye:

Jas: Willshaper (81%). Considering what her motives are in the story, this tracks nicely. Killian: Skybreaker (78%). I feel he'd be more of an ancient order Skybreaker, operating within his own moral code with an understanding of how rules are imperfect. Orian: Edgedancer (77%). It kind of fits his personality, and he would love to slide around. Henrik: Skybreaker (74%) and Stoneward (74%). Man was born to be a Skybreaker, he's a garrison captain after all. Stoneward also fits him, as a soldier. Diana: Lightweaver (74%). She is a musician, her morals can be questionable, and she disagrees with Henrik about many things. Azura: Lightweaver (57%) and Elsecaller (57%). She is very much into the subterfuge aspect of the Lightweavers. She's also decent at tactics, a theme of the Elsecallers, and dreamshaping is somewhat similar to moving through Shadesmar. Morpheus: Elsecaller (63%). Very similar to Azura, but he's much more on the cautious side.

Tales from Valaria:

Octavian: Windrunner (77%). Like me! And it also fits his role in The Watcher and the Thief, though by the time The Hunter the Myth and the Cure comes around it's changed drastically. Draven: Willshaper (73%). He does what he wants, doesn't really care for rules but he does have his own moral code. Reese: Lightweaver (62%). I'm not too sure about this one, mostly because her morals align closer to a Willshaper or Edgedancer in my opinion. But she does tend to hide her true self from others. Luc: Windrunner (78%). Fits his morals and his job, he's quite protective. Hector: Windrunner (79%). Same as Luc, makes sense since he's Luc's mentor, but I'd say Luc has a little bit more Skybreaker in him than Hector. Damian: Edgedancer (70%). Bodes well for Caenum to have a heir that cares for his people. He was also willing to give up his freedom if it meant his captor didn't get what she wants, so he's fairly selfless. Kaira: Lightweaver (57%) (Also -20% for Bondsmith apparantly???). She's very good at deception, but that's the only thing that would be Lightweaver about her. Personally I think she'd be a better Elsecaller, due to her search for power. Rift: Elsecaller (54%). I don't know how he got this one, he has average wisdom and intelligence is his dump stat. But he would definitely make good use of Shadesmar (for "borrowing" purposes).

(Forsaken: The Doomed City):

Rowan: Elsecaller (74%). Makes sense, he's fairly cautious, he's the leader of the group (not very good at it), and he's willing to do anything to get what he wants. Victoria: Windrunner (63%). She definitely likes working in a team, and is really attached to and protective of those she cares about, to the point where she'd do anything to save them. Ollie: Truthwatcher (81%). Considering their powers make him a great spy, fueled by his natural curiosity, this fits. Sam: Stoneward (61%). She's the group's tank, the most reliable out of all of them, and fairly optimistic. Whisper: Elsecaller (70%). What is with my villains and getting Elsecaller? Is it because they all seem to be selfish bastards who do anything for what they want? (Nevertheless this does fit him).

[shytastemakerthing]

hi! I hope you're having a nice day/night! can I ask for a TWST matchup?

I have she/her pronouns. I'm about 5'2, but I look a bit older than I am. I have dark brown eyes and black hair, and I'm Hispanic [Venezuelan]. My music taste is all over, but my favorite artist is Melanie Martinez. I like writing creatively and drawing. I'm in a lot of fandoms but my main three are MPHFPC, TWST, and PJO/HOO. I have attachment anxiety, and do get anxious very easily. I have a tendency to either be tired asf and not talk that much, or have too much energy. My personality is kinda rude at first, but I'll be nice if I like you. I'm a but on the introverted side, tho. My love languages are quality time, and gifts. Ty!

Hello! Thank you so much for your request! I'm finally able to get these rolling out so hopefully by the end of the week, maybe a little into next, I'll be able to have everyone's done! I thank you all so much for your patience, it is been a very hectic time for me between work, school, hurricane, and just Overall sickness that seems to be going around!

Note: This one was a little hard because I had too many ideas but I managed to narrow it down! I also saw there was no preference for romantic or platonic so this is romantic as default, if you would like platonic, don't hesitate to message me😊

CW: None!

I match you with........

Floyd Leech

🐚 He totally understands how you go from being tired and quiet to all of a sudden being the most loud and outgoing person on campus.... that's literally him. He understands the constant changes in one's mood and all that comes along with it. Honestly, out of everyone at NRC, he supports you the absolute most.

🐚 Floyd is absolutely someone who would love some quality time. Everyone always runs away from him because of.... well, just being him. So the fact that when you see him zooming towards you at breakneck speed with open arms, honestly, he feels all warm and fuzzy inside.

🐚 There is a lot that you guys could do as far as spending time together. You could meet him for basketball practice (if you show up to games, he will be showing off), you could come and see him at work (Azul begs you to come bevaise when you're there, the moody eel actually decides to work), but he will absolutely LOVE to go swimming with you, especially if he gets to be in his merform.

🐚 Floyd is a chronic gift giver, change my mind. He sees anything and everything a gift that he could give to you, and he loves when you gift him anything back. He will show up at random times with shells that he found, pretty rocks, a random flower, maybe even a free drink. But the one he is especially proud of, was a little charm bracelet that had a little eel on it with some shells and a pearl. He sees you wearing that and you have a very happy and clingy eel.

🐚 By default, if you're with Floyd, you're bound to see Jade a lot ad well. At first, it was rather creepy, but Jade was genuinely checking to see if you truly do care for his brother. Sure, people have shown interest in the past before, but more often than not, it never ended too well. So, to see that you genuinely love his brother, it brings an actual smile to his face. You certainly have his blessing.

🐚 If you draw Floyd by any chance, prepare for him to that that picture and literally frame it in his room. It's his most prized possession at this point. And if you ever ask him to model for you? Well, just make sure he keeps his shirt on because man does not care, if you wanna draw him, you'll draw all of him. If that's not your thing, voice it real fast. But he will LOVE it if you draw him in his merform.

🐚 Speaking of merform, he would be absolutely content to just lounge in one of the pools in his natural form, you just resting on his chest as he floats around. Usually, he hates being stationary for long periods of time. He gets antsy. But with you there relaxing, so content and comfortable snuggling up to him, he doesn't feel that urge to just flop around. Jade and Azul are both surprised and impressed.

🐚 Overall, he understands you better than anyone else. Between the constant changes in your mood (he is the same and has become a pro at reading you, and vice versa), how he lives it when you draw him, or the little gifts you receive from one another, I sure hope you like the Leech name because he is determined and certain that you're going to share it with him one day.

[eyeslikewatercoolers]

The Recital (Jasyasco-Vampire AU)

Here's the first installment of the Vampire AU! It's looking like vampire au's are making a bit of a come back, so here's my contribution! CW for Major Character Death at the very end (since the undead has to be you know...dead)

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Jasmine had a feeling of excitement and nervousness for the winter recital of the dance studio that evening. It was her first year teaching a dance class by herself, and her students had their first-ever performance in the recital. But she was not thinking of that at all, since she was waiting for two important guests to arrive.

Jasmine stood on her tip-toes, behind the table of parent volunteers selling door tickets in the lobby of the rented theater. She scanned the line of various families and other community members who awaited to see the recital. She heard a voice next to her in the crowded room "You know that they'll be here soon. you just have to be patient." Jasmine turned to see one of the other teachers at the studio, Rosé standing next to her.

"I know, but I just want to make sure they get here on time and get good seats." Jasmine continued to look through the crowd as she talked to her friend. She waved at a couple of parents of her students, but no sign of who she was looking for.

Rosé continued talking next to her "Hey, so me and a bunch of the other staff are going to have a sleepover at my family's cabin after the recital. If you want to go, you can ride with me since it's a little bit out of the city." the auburn-haired woman told her.

Jasmine glanced over at her, "Really? That sounds fun! Who's all going?"

"Well, it'll be us and-" she was interrupted when Jasmine spotted two tall women holding hands, walking into the lobby.

"I see them! I gotta go, bye!" Jasmine quickly left her friend and weaved through the crowd, making a beeline for her girlfriends. She saw that they noticed her getting through the line, and both smiled as she crash-landed into their arms.

"I'm so happy you guys made it!" Jasmine beamed as her head tilted up to kiss Bosco on her left, and then Daya to her right.

"Like this was hard to forget, you've been talking about this recital non-stop for two weeks," Bosco told her, as they all knew that was the truth.

"But your kids are going to do great tonight since they have the best dance teacher in the world." Daya beamed at her. "How are you feeling about tonight?" she asked Jasmine.

"I'm pretty excited and a little nervous for the performance tonight. But I'm hoping that tonight is unforgettable." She saw Bosco pointing to the back of the lobby and turned around to see the studio's lead ballet teacher, Camden, trying to wave Jasmine toward the back of the stage. She held her pointer finger to Camden and turned to face her girlfriends again. "I need to go help start warm-ups, but I'll see you two after the show?"

Bosco and Daya nodded and confirmed they will meet her outside after the recital is over. Jasmine hugged them again as a goodbye and felt both of them kiss her on the top of her head. "Bye, I love you both!" she smiled and spun on her heel to follow Camden through the door.

Bosco turned to Daya when the door shut behind Jasmine. "Do you think it's noticeable that I got lipstick in her hair?" She asked as she pulled a long blonde hair from her lips, now with a bright red mark running down the center.

Daya let out a small laugh "I think Jas has too much energy right now to notice it herself. Hopefully, Cam will take care of it for her."

The recital came and went, and all the numbers went flawlessly. During intermission, Bosco was able to sneak out to the drugstore across the street and buy a fresh rose bouquet with a small card attached to congratulate her. She and Daya waited outside the lobby, talking with the other straggling parents and partners of the dance studio staff, waiting for the staff to finish clearing out the theater. They both passed the time talking with Angeria as the three waited for their partners on the cold, December night.

They heard the stage door open from around the corner open, with a small group of dance teachers walking out, all carrying athletic duffel bags with them. They spotted Jasmine's dance bag in the crowd, bright blue and silver, with her initials embodied on, next to two small pins of a dragonfly and a bat. Jasmine walked closer and noticed the bouquet in Bosco's hands, and speed-walked up to her girlfriends. She hugged them both, as the bouquet was passed into her arms.

"You two got me flowers? That's so sweet of you!" she took the card and flipped it open, reading the message before kissing both of her girlfriends, one after the other.

"Your girls did so well in their number, they have the best teacher." Daya smiled at her, feeling proud of Jasmine for her accomplishment of the night.

"Yeah, they did great, especially since this was their first performance," Bosco added, wrapping an arm around Jasmine's waist.

The group noticed another dance teacher walk up to them, putting a hand on Jasmine's shoulder to get her attention.

"Hey Jasmine, are you still coming to the sleepover tonight?" Rosé asked her.

Jasmine looked at her friend, after being reminded about the conversation from before. "Oh, right! Yeah, I still want to go, it sounds like fun." She looked to her partners. "I forgot to tell you two about the sleepover at Rosé’s tonight, but I think a lot of the other staff are going too. Is it okay with you if I go tonight?"

Bosco and Daya looked at each other and nodded at Jasmine. "Yeah, of course, you can go. Do you have everything you need or do we need to drop some stuff off for you?" Bosco asked her.

Jasmine thought for a second, going through a mental checklist. She shook her head "I have a change of clothes in my bag, a phone charger, and my estrogen shot I need to take in the morning. I don't think I need anything from the apartment." She looked down at the roses in her arms, and added "Oh, can one of you please put these in water for me when you get home?"

The two nodded at her, and Daya took the roses back from Jasmine. "Okay, if you're sure that you got everything. We'll see you in the morning then?"

Rosé answered for Jasmine, "Of course, I'll be sure to bring her back in one piece, I promise." She laughed jokingly, luckily the others laughed with her.

Jasmine hugged both of her girlfriends goodbye, and let them both kiss her as well. "I'll see you two in the morning, okay? If I need anything, I'll text one of you. I love you two. Bye!" Jasmine waved as she followed Rosé to her car in the parking lot of the theater.

Bosco and Daya waved back, before turning to the direction of their apartment, walking down the sidewalk hand-in-hand. "I bet you that she'll forget something before midnight," Bosco said to Daya as they got out of earshot.

Daya shook her head, "Have you seen inside her dance bag? She's got practically everything in that thing. I'm pretty sure she could live the rest of her life from that just bag." Daya joked as the two laughed together. "How about since Jasmine is gone for the night, we have a Saw marathon tonight? We never get to watch anything horror when we have our scaredy-cat girlfriend at home."

"You drive a hard bargain, Betty. It's a deal."

Jasmine looked at the time on the radio display of Rosé's car. They had been driving for about an hour, and the other vehicles on the road have lessened the further out they drove. She checked her phone and noticed that there was no cell phone service available either. Rosé’s voice next to her pulled her from her thoughts.

"We'll be at the cabin soon. It's a little far out of cell phone reception, I forgot to mention that earlier." She explained to Jasmine.

The car soon pulled into a gravel driveway leading up to an old cabin. Jasmine looked around once she got out of the car, and asked "Where's everyone else? I thought you said the other dance teachers would be here." She followed Rosé into the cabin, walking into the living room.

"Oh, we won't have to worry about them. They're going to be fine." Rosé said as she set down her bag on the couch and walked to the other side of the room to turn on the lights. Jasmine looked around the room, noticing how bare the room felt, only a decorative mirror was hung on the wall.

"Are you sure? They might get lost trying to find their way here." Jasmine put her bag on a reclining chair, turning to look out the window.

Rosé walked up behind her, "Oh, I wouldn't worry about them if I were you." Her ice-cold hands reached up to Jasmine's neck, resting on both sides of her head. Jasmine looked in the mirror, suddenly frozen in fear. The last thing she saw was her reflection staring back at her.

But Rosé’s reflection was nowhere to be seen.

SNAP

Jasmine's lifeless body collapsed to the floor, unmoving. Rosé kneeled over the body, moving the clothes from the neck. She felt her fangs protrude from the rest of her teeth, as the hard part of her job was over.

Now she can finally feed.

[leastdatablebracket]

ROUND 2, MATCH 18

Propaganda under the cut!

Cameron Conner

Propaganda

very religious and judgmental about the witches in the town - especially because the playable character is a witch

Shane

Propaganda

He is absolutely rude to your character, for like a looooooong time. And when you finally romance him, his room that he adds to your house is a alcoholic hellhole filled with empty cans. You cannot get rid of this room, it is there forever.

Man is literally a severe alcoholic when you meet him. He needs therapy not romance… 

Beer

Alcoholic 

His room is dirty, he goes back to being an alcoholic, and he's not attractive

he hates you until you start dating, will call you ugly, looks like he smells

I just think he's overrated 

ive got personal beef with this man i married him once on one of my save files and it was the only time ive ever divorced a character in stardew valley

HIS ROOM WHEN YOU GET MARRIED IS LITERALLY THE WORST. IT'S A DIFFERENT WOOD GRAIN FROM THE REST OF THE HOUSE, THERE'S DIRTY FOOT STEPS IN THERE CONSTANTLY, AND HE HAS A SPILLED SODA CAN ON A CARPET. 0/10, I HATE HIS ROOM.

more propaganda for shane as one of the submissions notes he is implied to have become an alcoholic again after you get married or he at least has enough random lines about drinking alcohol or plans to drink alcohol to make it seem like thats what's happening which doesnt pair well with his 14th heart event which intentionally makes the farmer and marnie think that hes drinking again n the reveal is that actually hes just been playing video games but legit he will still say stuff that comes across as him having a drinking problem after the event (divorced him cause i kept getting those lines after i got his 14th heart event n it genuinely just made it seem like he was lying to his spouse and marnie about his drinking problem) also throwing stones from glass houses cause shane ALSO kisses the farmer unexpectedly during his 10 heart event the main difference is that you're allowed to be uncomfortable when elliott does it while with shane it just assumes you'd be fine with suddenly being kissed n then has the farmer kiss him back elliott's 10th heart event is sucky but that doesnt change that shane's 10th heart event also involves him kissing the farmer suddenly its just portrayed positively

Anti-Propaganda

YEAH, HES KINDA RUDW AT FIRST, ITS CALLED DEPRESSION (AND HE APOLOGIZES LATER IN THE STORY TOO). He pushes the player away beacuse he doesn't want to get attached, he's an alcoholic bcs his life is pretty shit. He takes care of Jas, who's not his kid but I think he's her God father (I'm really not sure, either way, he's her legal Guardian) beacuse her parents fricking died. Literally the only job available in this horrible town is JOJA MART where let's be honest, he's treated like trash, additionally If you go with the community centre route, you take his job away from him. AND HE DOES GET BETTER WITH DRINKING. In his 6 heart event you find him next to a cliff, drunk, where he tells you how his life is a (quoting) pathetic joke and why shouldn't he just roll off this cliff right now. Afterwards he asks you to get him to a hospital, next day he comes to apologize for the whole thing beacuse in his mind It was embarassing, even though he doesn't remember most of it, and tells you that HE DOES GET THERAPY, he got himself a therapist! All he needed to change was a bit of your support, its not that you fix him either, he's the one that chooses to go to therapy, he's the one that chooses to stop drinking, after marrige he almost completly replaced alcohol with soda, which, yeah not the best, but its a step in the right direction, people don't change overnight. I have nothing in his rooms defence, I hate it with burning Passion as well. Of course I don't expect It to be clean, he's still a person with depression, but the alcohol dialogue is unnecessary, feels like the game kinda forgot abt his arc, but that's rlly the only bad thing in my opinion. I feel like most people who hate him don't understand depression and character growth.

[rosenallies]

Since everyone (myself included!) is loved this pajamas prompt- figured I’d throw the witch au out there? It was brought up a few weeks ago and I haven’t stopped thinking about it since 🖤 but I totally understand if the inspiration has faded!

witch au my babies <3333

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"Jasmine," Willow panted, fluttering over to her shoulder, the sprite seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

"Willow," Jasmine replied, continuing to stir the batter of the cookies she was making, the kitchen warm and smelling of cinnamon and chai.

"Don't be difficult, I need you to go drag Bosco to bed, she's sick and refuses to stop doing shit."

The sentiment alone made Jasmine stop in her tracks, her heart aching. "Bosco's sick? Why didn't she say anything?"

"That's just how she is. But she only listens to you; Cam, Angie, and I have been trying to get her to close the spell book all morning."

Jasmine huffed, wiping her hands on her apron, and all but stomping to Bosch's witch's lair, which was really just a cozy little greenroom attached to their cottage. She hated more than anything that Bosco refused to admit when she was sick or sad or anything other than content with everything.

But her irritation diminished when she opened the door to the lair and found Bosco nearly asleep over her spell book, head slipping off of her hand.

"Bosco," she cooed, touching her too warm cheek, "You're sick."

"No, 'm not, just resting my eyes," she mumbled, voice scratchy.

"Mmhmm, nice try. Honey, let me help you to bed. Please."

Jasmine pleaded with her, puppy dog eyes in full effect.

"Come on, Jas, 'M okay."

"Please," she tried again, letting her green eyes fill with tears; partly as a tactic to get Bosco up and to bed and partly because she was genuinely worried, she didn't even know witches could get sick. What if the common cold was immortality's one vice? She couldn't lose her parter who was supposed to live forever to some sniffles and a cough, but that's where Jasmine's mind wandered to.

Bosco finally relented, hands up in defeat. "Fine, I'll go to bed. But, I'm not gonna like it."

Jasmine kissed her forehead. "You don't have to like it, Ms.Grumpy Pants, you just have to rest and feel better."

Helping her up, Bosco then leaned on Jasmine the whole way to the bedroom where Jasmine made her sit on the end of the bed while she gathered things she needed.

"Alright, I'm gonna get you comfy, okay?"

At that point, just from the small journey to their bedroom, Bosco felt exhausted so all she could do was agree, not a single protest left her lips.

"I'm gonna brush and braid back your hair first."

Jasmine spoke softly to her, gentle fingers plaiting her hair into one thick braid down her back.

"Now pj's."

She helped Bosco up, stripping her of her cloak and the black lace dress she wore underneath in exchange for some soft leggings and one of Jasmine's old hoodies from college, between the two of them who both favored sleeping nude, it was the closest thing in their closer to pajamas, Jasmine was just afraid Bosco would freeze to death had she left her to sleep nude. For whatever reason, despite the fact that they'd dressed and undressed each other countless amounts of times, this felt more intimate, vulnerable somehow as Bosco finally leaned into Jasmine's care.

"Okay, last, Tylenol? Does Tylenol work for witches? Is there something else that helps?"

"It helps," Bosco mumbled, holding out her hand and taking the pills that Jasmine pressed into her hand.

"Good," Jasmine breathed, satisfied wit her work, "now cuddles?"

That caused a small smile to spread across Bosch's lips as she settled into bed, letting Jasmine hold her, pulling the duvet up to her chin to keep out the chill that rattled her bones.

"Jazzy, you take such good care of me," Bosco muttered, tucking herself against her human.

"Just sleep, baby," Jasmine chuckled, "you can thank me when you're feeling better."

[hellofeanor]

Hi! its me again you friendly neighbourhood nuisance lol. So I’m super bored and my curiosity likes to torture me so i have even more questions about your fic Brittle stars. You’re absolutely entitled to ignore me if you want.

1) i dont remember if youve explained this before but what do the names lirjie, Kashan, Ayane, Gurri and Irreneth (once again a test of my spelling abilities lol) mean ?

2) how many biological kids do you thing Oren has ? It was my belief that elves have relatively slow reproduction rates with people like Feanor, Finwe etc being the exception. Is this different with uruk ?

3) how likely is it that Ayane has moved on from Oren ? This might be spoilery so you can skip this one, I’m just desperate for them get back together and have a healthy healed relationship

4) what do the parents of the original Uruks (eg. Oren Ayane all the rest) feel about the orcish grandchildren ?

5) Will Irreneth’s husband appear. Whats his feelings on everything going on?

6) Will Orens friends who he was captured with ever be reborn? If they didnt survive the transformation into Uruk does this mean they died young? Like Oren being a fully grown adult with thousands of years of misery behind him reuniting with his childhood friend, a tortured teenager.

7) will the scholars in Valinor be excited about Oren’s existence as a surving Uruk and his book(s) explaining the Uruk?

I think thats all I’ve got just now. Please don’t feel this is me pushing you to write a sequel, it’s absolutely up to you, no need to feel rushed and you’re more than welcome to ignore me. Once again love your work!

Oohoo, more good questions! Some of these I HAVE thought about and have an answer to, and some I'm just going to be pulling out of my ass. Which is which? It's a mystery. :)

Meaning of names. Okay I'm going to admit here. All of these names you listed were made up based on sound rather than meaning. I like doing it that way for two reasons, and those are 1) I'm the kind of nerd who usually knows right away what your OC's name means, which is a superpower I do not like having because it tends to kick me out of the story and into Elf Thoughts Mode (so I explicitly DO NOT want people to immediately know what my OCs names mean), and 2) I... don't really care too much what the names mean as long as they sound cool. Anyway, what I usually do for names is muck around with words until I get something I like, focusing 80% on sound and 20% on meaning. And that 20% on meaning is pretty much just making sure it doesn't mean anything horrid like "death carpet". Kashân is sort of explained in the story, though Adar himself admits he doesn't know what it means. He just liked the sound. But it's from the Valarin word akašān meaning "he says". (This does make sense in the context of the chapter I promise.) Gûri, on the other hand, is just the Gnomish word 'sweet' (basic-ass baby name right there), chosen because it also fits Black Speech phonology. Lirjë is the root verb lir (sing) with the sort of abstract noun ending -ja attached, then morphed from Lirja to Lirjë to make it a feminine name that means something like 'song'. Ayánë means something vaguely related to (but not exactly 100% spot on) 'blessed': from ayanā (to bless). And finally Irenneth is the most problematic of the bunch. Originally her name was Iranneth, but then I decided I liked the sound of Irenneth better. And DO YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS? 'The kinship lady': i-rend-eth. It was so stupid I had to keep it. Absolute chef's kiss of a name. Perfect.

How many biological kids does Óren have? Five that survived infancy that he knows of for sure. After that, he made a point of not keeping track of which were his, so the final count is unknown. But definitely far more than would ever be seen among elves. Tolkien mentions that elves have few children, both because children are dear to them and they want to devote sufficient time to raising each child, but also because significant physical and mental strength goes into the creation of each child. I don't think either of these limitations would be placed on the uruk. They don't put much (if any) care into raising each child, and nor do they invest anywhere near as much spiritual energy as an elf would in the child's creation, with the shortfall being made up by Morgoth's interference in the process. (At least at first with the captured elves.) As such, they're able to reproduce at a far greater rate than their elven kin.

How likely is it that Ayánë has moved on? Okay this question WOULD give massive spoilers for the patchy plot I'm slowly assembling for a sequel, so I won't say anything here. But if you do want to know just message again and I'll answer privately.

What do the parents think of the orcish grandchildren? I think they'd be horrified and try not to think about it. They learn, at some point down the line, that they're blood relatives of all these monsters that are attacking and killing their people. At early times in history, I don't think they'd be at all sympathetic, and would probably be more inclined to try to prove their distance by being some of the most vocal opponents. But maybe much later, if Óren is reunited with his parents, he can get them to come around to not just blindly hating the uruk.

Will Irenneth's husband appear? LMAO maybe? Right now he's kind of a non-character, but I did, in early (imaginary) drafts of some chapters, have scenes in which he actually appeared as more than an offhand mention. So maybe in the future he'll get a speaking role. But so far he only exists because logically Ellaer needed a dad and it would be narratively more complicated to kill him off than just keep him out of the way in the background. I don't foresee him ever being important, though.

Will Óren's friends ever be reborn? I'm going to go with... probably not. The external reason is I'm just not a huge fan of elf rebirth storylines (not against them either, but it's just not a scenario that I've ever wanted to write). The internal reason is they died in Utumno before the elves were ever found by the Valar, and would have become unhoused spirits tormented by that horrible death for years before the call of Mandos ever came into being. And would they heed that, or trust it at all? Probably not. They'd remain ghosts in the north of Palisor and eventually fade from the world entirely.

Will scholars in Valinor be excited by Óren's uruk-scholarship? LOL this is another large-scale plot spoiler for the allegedly forthcoming sequel. And also I haven't entirely decided yet. And even the aspects I think I've decided are up in the air and subject to change until written, which is a ways off yet. But this is a topic that should be addressed. Again, if you want spoilers, lmk and I'll answer privately.

Thank you again for the ask! You are making me do work and think about these questions, which is honestly good for figuring some stuff out on my end.

[summoning-potema]

sh80 au sims pics babeyyy too many pictures under the cut

this AU is basically just. they meet in zuzu city and don't have jobs and somehow can survive because they're god's favorite. Addie does grow her weed tho, and they had chickens until i had to delete them for space. i'm trying to get shane to sell woodworks on plopsy but so far no customers lol. nolan and jinx are their neighbors and wake them up every other night so I need to move them but don't feel like redecorating again ;_;

delinger finally got eye shinies! it took a lot of retries but finally figured out how to convert that meshed eyeball B) i should share on the original post the creator of that mod made but the copy I have also replaced the original textures, so I have to dl the original and work from there, and I'm lazy. If you use the mesh catchlights too and are reading this :p message me I'm happy to do that

anyways deli is supposed to be attached to his dad's hip at all times. he's a huge crybaby and a little softie his whole life. sim deli is that and also was a sloppy eater, and eats anything, and is gassy which is so funny to me LOL literally mini shane

addie bribes w food :) got that from dad too

they had a bday party for him at a bowling alley/night club and it was awfullll i had a bug where no npcs spawned to man the bar so everyone stood around slowly getting hungry and bored. but they did have one cute moment where nolan played the piano to help deli take a nap :'')

aged up to be a frat boy (i did just paste his old look on top of him)

emily/sandy interluuuuude :) i gave them a little refresh along with haley!

so at this point addie was pregnant w/ bio baby 2 and that's when they get married so, shotgun wedding time

partayyyy

nolan was addie's best man (emily was shane's lol) and this poor guy gets bothered wherever he goes. i had to kick out 3 wedding crashers because he was here. here he is with jas and ami :p

'help'

ami has 2 roomates that are two other ocs, bea (addie's trad goth tattoo artist friend i've shared before) and teagan who was originally rockabilly eyecandy with a skeleton face tattoo but now she's just. stunning. with no theme except being really hot. i'm obsessed with her. but i wanted to give her rick genest's tats and i can't find those in sims 4 :(

back to reality. here's some times that shane and addie had to fight with nolan and jinx to shut the fuck up cuz they're the world's worst neighbors. i have at least 3 other times where they did this ._.

some shane and baby deli. father of the year here gives his kids chips for dinner. also play arsonist's lullaby with that other pic of deli to get the full effect

then they had baby poppy (another baby named after a metal musician >:) ) and you've seen her as a scary newborn the other day. here she is as an infant :'))))) SHE IS SO CUTE. and so far she is fitting her personality, she's supposed to be a little spitfire and out to take on the world. she's only rolled "spit happy" so far so she just throws up all the time but we'll see if she gets more quirks that happen to fit her personality :p

(that's marnie :') )

and finally, deli and poppy aged up on the same day so here he is as a kid. jas kept picking on him!! on his birthday!!1!!!1

bonus pics for today: nolan asking the right questions

nolan: love polyamory it's the shit. what do you think? addie: i'm open to it! if the right person fit! nolan: *looks pointedly at shane* :D

[theflowerofthecommonwealth]

Power Armor Punch Part 5

Masterlist

Nick: *puts the cigarette in his mouth to hold it so he can pet her head*

Jasmine: (Closes her eyes, choking back another sob) “I-… I hate myself!”

Nick: Ssh... *pets her head some more* I speak from experience when I say, "This, too, shall pass..."

Jasmine: “No it will not!”

Nick: I know it's hard to see it now, but it will. Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not next year, but it will.

Jasmine: “Someone else said that to me…..and I yelled her….” (Starts crying more)

Nick: *mutters to himself* Good job, Valentine... real charmer, you are. *out loud, but softly* Hey... it's okay... *pulls her closer giving her a chance to snuggle if it makes her feel better*

Jasmine: (Puts her arms around him to hug him tightly) “I told her she should have not kept me, that I would be happier that way…. Now she is dead…..”

Nick: *rubs her back to comfort her* I see... I'm sorry...

Jasmine: (Sniffs as she hugs him tighter, exhaustion taking ahold and she soon falls into sleep)

Nick: *sighs* Night, Kiddo... *He waits for a moment to make sure she's completely out before getting up to fetch Curie*

Jasmine: (Shuffles in her sleep, already starting to get flickers of nightmares that call from the shadows and old memories)

Nick: *already getting Curie* You may need to sedate her further...

Curie: Oh? She is still awake?

Nick: No but she is restless. *walking back into the room with Curie*

Curie: Mm... *looking at the chart she's made up* I suspected Madame Jasmine might need a little more so I collected extra, just in case.

Nick: If you give me a pick line, I can set up the IV.

Curie: Normally I would advise you leave such things to a medical professional, but as you have medical protocals installed in your systems and she responds well to you, I will let you. *gets him the equipment*

Nick: Alright, Jas... *sticks her with the picklineand bandages the area around it*

Jasmine: (Winces in her sleep)

Nick: *hooks up the splitter, flushes the line with saline and hooks up the iv bag full of sedative, leaving Curie to adjust the flow of the dosage*

Curie: She may have to stay sedated for a few days... I do not wish to risk her taking any brash actions immediately after the surgery.

Nick: Neither do I...

Curie: *unlocks the wheels on the bed* I will now take her to the operating room to hopefully stop the bleeding. *rolls the bed out of the room with the IV stand attached it it*

Nick: *worriedly* I'll be waiting.

Jasmine: (Stirs again in her sleep)

Curie: *ups the dosage a little more in the operating room*

Nick: *sitting in the front lobby, worrying for Jas. Decides to finally review the memory*

Jasmine: (Sleeping)

Curie: *transfers her to the operating table. Before she gets started, she removes the rest of Jas's clothing, including the knife, which she confiscates, slips on a mask and bandana over her hair, sanitizes her hands, and slips on a pair of gloves to finish up surgery prep* Alright, Madame, let us see the true extent of your injuries. *pulls the surgical tray with all the tools she'll need next to her and begins the surgery*

Nick: *eyes are wide with shock at how similar the woman in the memory is to Jas. Thinks to himself* Is this... Her mother? Then that means, Nick knew her... *almost squirms uncomfortably at how hot and heavy that memory's getting* Oh god... *rubs his face, grateful no one can hear the brief snippets of sensual noises and visuals he's enduring currently for the sake of his investigation*

[Time Jump]

Nick: *several hours pass and Nick is still running over the memory again and again in his head, desensitized to what went on in it* Alright. Let's go over the facts. Nick... *clears his throat* ...knew a woman for an evening that suspiciously looked a lot like Jas. There's a strong chance that this woman was Jasmine's mother. According to the time stamp in the memory, this was a little 15 years before the bombs fell. *pacing in the lobby* Right. What's Jas's birthday? I feel like she told me at one point. Come on, think... it's in there somewhere...

Nick: I suppose even if I had the date, there's still the possibility of her mother having other lovers... but then we have to consider Jas's personality and other traits. Stubborn? Check. Sharp tongue and a wit to match? Sure sounds familiar... *realizes another problem with this method... he doesn't know the personality of the mother or if the mother was lying about not being married* Damn... there are too many holes.

Curie: *patching up other areas that need patching up at this stage. She's already sewn up and stopped the internal bleeding and closed that part of the surgical site*

Jasmine: (She would be upset if she found out Curie patched her up all over without her permission)

Nick: *really needs more evidence... but that might be hard to come by in the apocalypse. Decides not to tell her until he's sure*

Curie: *She is her patient and if Jas doesn't get that patched up, the wounds might become septic and she'll lose her legs completely... if the infection stops there. If she gets mad, it's a small price to pay for saving her life in the long run*

Jasmine: (Sleeping, but is starting to toss in her sleep due to nightmares)

Curie: *just finished the last stitch* Alright... good. *whipes the stitched wounds down with some antiseptic before sanitizing her hands again and finding clean linens to transfer her back onto the bed... and a hospital gown*

Nick: *right back to worrying about Jas again. He's pacing*

Jasmine: (Dreaming about her past hospital experiences, let’s just say lots of blood and screaming to summarize it)

Curie: *drapes a blanket over the teen once she's on the bed and wheels her to her own hospital room*

Jasmine: (Starts trembling in her sleep, dreaming that she being strangled by a pair of strong hands)

Curie: Oh dear... *checking her vitals*

Nick: *heaves out a large plume of smoke* That poor kid's gonna hate me when she wakes up... but it's for her own good. At least... I hope so.

Lucille: *walks in* How is she?

Nick: *voice low* I dunno. Curie hasn't come back yet.

Lucille: *notices the deepness in his voice. It only gets like that when he's emotionally going through it.* How are you holding up...?

Nick: Not good... there's a case I'm building on Jas. Don't think you could help out but I need to tell someone. Might drive me mad if I don't.

Lucille: Well... You've got me right here, Nick. Lay it on me. We'll see what we can come up with...

Jasmine: (Begins to breathe heavily in her sleep)

Curie: *lowers the dosage a little on the sedatives, considering withdrawal symptoms from Jet and other drugs and the interaction it might be having with them. Takes out a stethoscope to listen to her heart*

Nick: Well... ah. You see there's this memory of the old Nick's that's come up. Normally I'd ignore it but it's integral to figuring out Jas's family medical history and all.

Lucille: You think the original Valentine is somehow related to Jas, then? How?

Nick: Well... it seems prior to Jenny I- or rather he- had another flame. Looked to be Jas's mother by the physique. According to the archives, seems it was a one time thing. The dates line up just enough, but there's a few problems with my theory on who her biological parents could be.

Lucille: Like...?

Jasmine: (Starting to toss her arms in her sleep, the dream feeling all to real)

Curie: *determines her heart is racing but not in a way that's unhealthy. Decides to closely observe her for the next hour*

Jasmine: (Still tossing her arms, trying in her dream to shake off her assaulter)

Nick: Other lovers- there's a probability she had other partners. That and I don't know the personality of the mother or her biological father to accurately trace it back by traits alone.

Lucille: Not even physical traits like height, bone structure, eye color?

Nick: *solemnly shakes his head* Not without knowing whether or not her mother was married or the potential partners she had other than Nick. After 200 years, it's going to be hard to find that kind of evidence. We'd have to find her mother's remains, really do some heavy forensic analysis. *sighs* Maybe I should let it go...

Lucille: I don't think you should. We could still find where she lived- maybe her remains are still there.

Nick: Hm. You're right. It's a long shot but I suppose I could put this one on the back burner for now. Thanks for the input, Luce. You're a good sounding board- it's what makes you such a good partner... and a good friend. *pats her shoulder*

Lucille: *smiles a little* Aw, Nick... I'm really just being honest.

Nick: Well keep it up. It's a good quality to have.

Curie: *sets up railing so Jas doesn't fall out of bed by accident. Adds some cushioning to prevent her from accidentally hurting herself as she fails around because of her nightmares*

Jasmine: (Still randomly tossing around and starting to breathe heavily even more)

Curie: *gets oxygen and an oxygen mask in an attempt to help ease her breathing*

Jasmine: (Squirms more, but her breathing starts to calm down just a little)

Curie: *breathes a sigh of relief*

Jasmine: (Her dream starting to get more intense and fearful, causing her to start whimpering in her sleep)

Curie: Ssh... *gently petting Jasmine's head*

Jasmine: (Her body starts tensing while her breathing starts getting rapid again as the nightmare progressed)

Curie: *really worried. She doesn't want to up the sedatives as it might slow down her heart too much that she won't heal, but she also doesn't think it's good that she's tensing up* Oh... what to do? *decides to run some blood work to figure out what's going on*

Jasmine: (Still squirming and whimpering in her sleep)

Curie: *still running her tests*

Jasmine: (Her dream being at the most intense moment, causing her to whimper and toss her arms and legs even more)

Curie: *comes back to check on her while the tests run. She starts upping the sedative dosage and keeps a close eye on her breathing*

Jasmine: (Starts fighting with herself to wake up, but cant. So she keeps flaring around to unsuccessfully fight off her dream assaulter)

Curie: I did not want to do this. At this stage, I fear have to... *gets out some soft restraints to tie Jas's hands and legs to the bed* I apologize, but you risk tearing out your IV and reopening your wounds... *starts tying her down, apologizing profusely*

Jasmine: (Still trying to fight off her dream assaulters who had done much damage to her body, including her sensitive areas. But being the relentless little thing she is, Jas is still doing her best to keep them away and off her)

Curie: *struggles to get her limbs tied down because of it. She's still apologizing heavily to her patient. She doesn't like seeing such pain. She eventually gets both of her arms restrained then starts working on her legs*

Jasmine: (Flairs her legs around harder, still trying to wake up)

Curie: *gets one leg down. She starts on the other.*

Jasmine: (Somehow manages to wake herself up from her nightmare confused, screaming, and gasping for air. She uses her free leg to kick at Curie while trying to break free of her hand restraints)

Curie: *dodges and catches her leg, forcing it down and tying it off quickly* Please hold still. I was only restraining you to prevent further harm. *whispers extremely apologetically* I'm sorry for such brutish methods.

Jasmine: (Still panicking and tugging on her restraints with all her strength)

Curie: *cups Jas's face* Mamoiselle, you must stop... Do you know where you are? Do you recognize me?

Jasmine: (Tosses her head) “No!!!” (Pulls harshly at one of her hand restraint, breaking it free and moving to the IV and trying to pull it out)

Curie: STOP!! *grabs her hand with the IV, putting pressure on it so she can't remove it* PLEASE DO NOT DO THAT! I AM TRYING TO HELP YOU!

Nick: Sounds like Jas is giving Curie troubl-

Lucille: *already bolting to the room, already seeing red* JAS, IF YOU LAY A HAND ON HER-!!!

Nick: Lucille! Wait! *jumps to his feet and chases after her*

Jasmine: (Panics even more at the sound of shouting and running, her mind racing) “DO NOT FUCKING TOUCH ME!!!” (Rips her other hand free and grabs Curie arm, harshly shoving her back before making another attempt at ripping her IV out. Her thoughts only being on the dream that had once been real)

Curie: AH-! *stumbles back and hits the wall hard*

Lucille: *kicks down the door with almost super human strength. She rushes to Jas's bed and slaps the girl so hard she nearly dislocates her jaw* WHAT THE F*CK IS WRONG WITH YOU?! HURTING MY WIFE WHO'S ONLY TRYING TO HELP YOU?! *pissed off. She already lost her best friend and husband to the Institute and a mentally unstable bastard. Now this teen has the fall to hurt her partner who's doing everything she can to keep her alive*

Nick: Lucille-! *freezes seeing she's already standing over the teen* Shit.

Curie: I'm okay, mon amour! But I must ask you to leave! *struggling to get up*

Nick: *notices blood on the wall where Curie hit it* No... You're not...

Jasmine: (Stares up at Lucille with the most hurt, teary pain filled eyes, her cheek red where Lucille slapped her) “………..” (Slowly, she reaches under the blanket and her gown, feeling the surgery wound, then her bandaged legs) (Voice trembling) “They…. he….. did it again…..” (Her hand starts picking at the surgery wound stitches) “I could not stop him..… it hurt so much……blood….” (Looks down, still disoriented) “….but at least I can’t get pregnant again…… right?” (Tearing away at the stitches) (Quietly) “I-… cannot do this anymore....”

Lucille: *caught off guard by that last comment* What- Pregnant...? Again...?

Curie: Stop her! The stitches!

Nick: *pushes Lucille aside* I'll handle this. Take care of Curie. I think she might be seriously hurt. *grabs Jas's hand before she can really tear open the wound*

Lucille: ... Right. *kneels next to Curie* Sweetheart... *helps her up* Let's get you out of here...

Curie: *slightly teary eyed from the pain and lets Lucille help her up*

Nick: Kiddo. Hey. It's Nick. *rubbing the back of her hand gently*

Jasmine: (Doesn’t say anything, just absently stares straight downwards. Her hands remain still but she managed to pop out a few stitches)

Nick: *notices and quickly grabs some bandages to wrap the area* Good thing Curie secures them nice and tight. You almost reopened the wound. *sighs as he takes her hand again* Now, you want to tell me what's going on? What was that just now, hm? Who's this he? What did they DO to you? *already put together most of the picture but he's missing a few pieces. Lowly* Why did you shove Curie...?

Curie: *winces in pain as Lucille bandages her up* I'm terrible at this...

Lucille: *bitterly* No... you just have a difficult patient. *softly as she wipes the blood from down her wife's neck* It's not you, love...

Jasmine: (Starts crying) (Softly)“….I do not know...” (Looking at her leg restraints)

Nick: You're lying...

Curie: Was I too abrasive? Monsieur Valentine seems to do so well with her. I try to be just as gentle-

Lucille: No. For some reason she only trusts Nick. I can't blame her- he's a pretty trustworthy man. *frustrated* But she won't let anyone help her! JUST NICK!

Curie: So it isn't me...

Lucille: No, it never was. Jas is a little ungrateful depressed fool.

Jasmine: (Softly again) “I do not know……” (Moving her other hand to pick at her stitches)

Nick: You do... this is important. All this that just happened could have been avoided if I knew. If Curie knew. *exasperated sigh. Wants to give the "I know it's hard for you to trust people but you have to try" speech but he knows that it won't stick if she even remembers it later*

Curie: ...It is obvious that you were an only child.

Lucille: And what's that supposed to mean...?

Jasmine: (Blankly looks away, not saying anything as she makes another attempt at picking her stitches)

Nick: *grabs her hand again* Stop.

Curie: Exactly what it means- you are not used to sharing a parent...

Lucille: ...Yeah. You're right. Though it doesn't help that my sister never listens to reason.

Jasmine: (Whispers her voice quivering and barely audible) “No...”

Nick: Jas... *takes both of her hands* You have to...

Jasmine: (Stares blankly at her feet, not saying anything)

Nick: *tired sigh*

Jasmine: (Blinks slowly, looking down at her body and she tries to pull the now shuffled off blanket back up over herself, her movements being slow and jagged)

Nick: *helps her but keeps her arms over the covers where he can reach them*

Jasmine: (Slowly puts one of her hands on her face where Lucille slapped her, there now being a hand mark) “………” (Looks down and uses her other hand to slip under the blanket and her gown to check herself for any other injuries)

Nick: Curie did her best to patch you up... You're probably going to find a bunch of bandages and stitches down there... *watching her carefully*

Jasmine: (Ignores him, still making sure she’s not hurt anywhere else while keeping her cheek covered with her hand)

Nick: I doubt there are going to be any other wounds... aside from the one you reopened a little bit, your jaw, and your pride... *feels like he's talking just to give her another voice to listen to at this point*

Jasmine: (Leaves her hand to rest on her thigh, fidgeting with the bandages. She squeezes her eyes shut and starts whispering something inaudible to herself, a few tears dripping down her cheek)

Nick: Kid? Hey, talk to me. *rests a hand on her shoulder*

Lucille: *bitterly in another exam room* She shouldn't have shoved you...

Curie: I cannot blame her. She was very disoriented.

Lucille: Curie, she's always disoriented. I'm sure Nick told you she was doing drugs.

Curie: This was a different kind...

Jasmine: (Ignores Nick, tugging at her bandages still while she continues to whisper to herself)

Nick: *flips the covers off around where her hand is before grabbing her hand and pulling it away from the bandages* You can't keep this up.

Lucille: Does it matter... she would have shoved you even if she was cognizant.

Curie: I am aware, but in this case, I will not hold it against her.

Lucille: *huffs*

Jasmine: (Doesn’t even flinch or says anything)

Nick: *doesn't like how this is looking but can only sigh*

Jasmine: (Still makes no indication that she even realizes that he’s there)

Nick: *shakes her a bit* Jas? You in there?

Jasmine: (Barely even blinking or breathing)

Nick: *that sets off a few alarms, but he gets up and quickly finds Lucille and Curie* Either of you know how to build a memory lounger?

Lucille: Mem- I guess I could cobble a rudimentary one together based on what I've seen...

Nick: Good because Jas ain't talking. She's gone mostly unresponsive.

Lucille: You think that will help bring her back?

Nick: Not sure, but I'll take stubborn Jazzy over completely broken Jazzy any day. *mutters* That slap really did a number on her for some reason...

Lucille: I'll get right to work. *leaps to her feet*

Nick: Thank you. *turns and runs back to Jas*

Jasmine: (Slowly moves to try to unbuckle her restraints, tears still dripping down her face as she tries to free herself with her shaking hands)

Nick: *runs in just in time to catch her. He pulls her hands away from the restraints* Sorry, Doll, but they have to stay on. For your own safety. *gently places them on her chest before wiping her tears away*

Curie: Allow me to assist-! *winces at her headache*

Lucille: No, you need to rest.

Curie: *wobbly gets up and stands next to her wife* ...I have a duty to my patient-

Lucille: *already drafting up plans on the counter* Can't do that with a severe head energy, honey. *turns her head, quickly cups the physician's face, and kisses her forehead* Go to bed.

Curie: *blushes and silently nods before laying down on the bed*

Lucille: *goes back to planning the makeshift memory lounger*

Jasmine: (Just blankly looks up at Nick with teary, pained filled eyes and quivering lips, not moving)

Nick: It's going to be okay... we're going to see what's going on in your head with a makeshift memory lounger...

Lucille: *runs out of the hospital to get parts and components for the lounger*

Jasmine: (Again, she doesn’t give a indication that she even hears him as she stares past him)

Nick: *sighs almost forlornly*

Lucille: *not to much later wheels in a terminal, two wired powerarmor helmet with a screen hanging in front of the visor, and a server. She quickly hooks it up to Vault 88's power grid*

Jasmine: (Still not moving, barely even breathing at this point)

Nick: *quickly covers Jas with the blanket* A little warning, huh?!

Lucille: Sorry- I just got really excited about this!

Nick: Is that thing even safe?!

Lucille: Relax. I tested it on Mick and Clem. Works fine.

Clem: *in the atrium* So you REALLY think standing in the Stockade is an actual job? And you just... wake up every day and do it?

Mick: You were LITERALLY walking around in my mind and that's the thing you gravitate towards?! Something everyone and their mother in Vault 88 already knows?! You really are brain damaged up there.

Clem: Yeah- it's cause of the radiation. I tried my best, though!

Mick: *grumbles* I'm never letting you back in my brain again...

Jasmine: (Straight up stops breathing)

Nick: *notices* JASMINE! *grabs the ventilator mask and shoves it over her mouth*

Lucille: Right-! Who's going in?!

Nick: *strapping the mask onto Jas to keep her breathing* I'll go.

Lucille: *nods and puts the power armor helmet labeled "Host" on Jas's head*

Jasmine: (Barely bats an eye at the chaos, still not breathing much)

Lucille: Alright, Nick. Get comfy.

Nick: *pulls up a chair and sits*

Lucille: *puts the helmet labeled "visitor" on Nick* Ready, Nick?

Nick: Hit it.

Lucille: Alright. Jumping in, in 3, 2, 1... *flips the switch*

Jasmine: (Tenses her body, but otherwise doesn’t move much as it starts)

Lucille: *keeping an eye on both of their vitals/system status*

Nick: *walking around in Jas's head* Hope she has a way to pull us out if things go south...

(The area around Nick starts shaping into a typical prewar house living room/kitchen area. While it looks pretty clean, a bunch of random clutter line the counters and table. A tall women with silky brown hair in a worn janitors uniform is rushing around the kitchen, muttering to herself as she seems to be hastily preparing food)

Women: (Has a southern accent along with a slight Spanish one) “And after that I meet up with Gavin for the new contract….. and then I can get the kids signed up for daycare…. then-… Oh, shoot.” (A glass cup slips out of her hand and shatters on the floor) “Dios mío…. Y ya llego muy tarde….” (Looks at the clock hanging over the stove, clicking her tongue) “Rosie! Mi vida- are you up yet? I need your help!”

Translation: “My god- and I am already late.” (Mi vida directly translate to my life and is used as a term of endearment)

Nick: Rosie...? *raises his hand to pause the memory. He approaches the woman that's rushing around in front of him*

Jasmines Thoughts: “Mamá…. hah, she’s late again. Always rushing out the door, trying so hard to keep us afloat…. And I was too stupid to understand that. She was out here working multiple jobs at odd hours, and all I did was complain and feel sorry for myself……”

Nick: Ah... Adopted mother, but still very much family to you. *nods and lifts a hand to continue the memory*

(A door upstairs can be heard closing followed by the sound of small pattering feet coming down the stairs. A much younger Jasmine walks out of the room in pajamas and messy bed hair, she looks to be about 8)

Jasmine: (Smiling) “Well now I am.” (Fixing her wild curly hair to not be sticking up everywhere)

Mamá: “Hi my little wildflower, can you help Mommy over here with this mess? I’m running late again.”

Jasmine: “Yeah, do you want me to-...” (Gets cut off by Mamá swishing by her)

Mamá: “Gracias bebecita.” (Hastily leans down to kiss her daughter’s head and squeeze her shoulders then rushes up the stairs) “I need to say bye to your siblings.”

Jasmine: (Shrugs and starts cleaning)

Mamá (Can heard in the other room talking with someone while Jasmine sweeps the floor before she comes rushing out) “I got to go, if someone knocks on the door, check who it is first before opening. Make sure Cozzy gets to class and eats something beforehand.” (Heads for the door) “And make sure you turn off all the lights before you leave and go to Auntie Debbie’s house if there is an emergency!” (Opens the door)

Jasmine: (Stands up from sweeping) “Amá- wait!”

Translation: (Amá can be another way of saying mother)

Mamá: (Slams the door shut)

Jasmine: (Blinks a few times with a scoff) (Sarcastically) “….guess I didn’t need no goodbye besito and hug. I can live off just a good morning one.” (Puts away the broom and sweeping pan)

Nick: *pauses on tiny Jasmine with a sad smile*

Jasmines Thoughts: “Oh what a silly little brat I once was, so oblivious to the cold outside world. All this was a usual routine by now, Mamá rushes out, I rush in to fill in for her. And my hair…. I used to love it when Lilac or Mamá did my hair, or anyone for that matter. As long as it looked okay in the end…..”

Nick: *starting to put together a family tree in his head... he kneels down and gently runs a metal finger along little Jasmine's face* Don't be so hard on yourself. You couldn't have known better- none of us ever do at that age. *part of him wants to stay in this moment, when Jas is so sweet and happy, but he knows that's not how this works... he stands and watches the scene continue*

Jasmine: (Grabs a step stool from the closet and stands on it to reach the top shelf of the pantry, pulling out what seemed to be cereal) (Singing to herself while preparing three bowls of cereal) “I love those dear hearts, and gentle people who live in my hometown….” (Gently bopping her head with her song as she places the bowls on the table)

Girl: (Walks out of the bedroom with a sleepy look on her face. She has blonde hair and brilliantly bright blue eyes that probably would be even brighter if she had slept more)

Jasmine: (Looks at the other girl and smirks while tilting her head) (Sarcastically) “Well good morning Miss Bright Eyes and Bushy Tail, I made you cereal.” (Holding up the cereal bowls with a large grin)

Girl: (Rubs her baggy eyes) “Hmm? Oh, thanks Rosie….” (Sits down and picking up a spoon to eat)

Jasmine: “Is Cosmos awake-….”

(Loud footsteps erupted from the room as a little boy who looked about 6 ran into the kitchen)

Cosmos: “Happy Morning!” (Throwing his hands into the air in celebration)

Jasmine: “Happy Morning!” (Mimicking the boys energy with a joyful smile) “¿Tienes hambre?” (Obviously to incorporate Spanish in their vocabulary- but not too much….)

Cosmos: “Yeah!!!” (Squirming while Jasmine helps sit him in one of the chairs and gives him a spoon, plus a kiss to the head)

Jasmine: (Walking to the pantry again) “I don’t think Mamá is going to be home in time for dinner again so…” (Looks at her older sister expectantly)

Lilac: (Just keeps eating her food)

Jasmine: “….guess I’ll make boxes Mac n cheese again…. How nutritious.” (Prances over to eat with her siblings) “Maybe I’ll add some beans if we’re feeling fancy.”

Nick: *leaning against the sink with his arms crossed and a nostalgic smile as he watches the scene unfold. Maybe it's the bits of the old Nick still left in him, but a part of him misses the simple moments the old world had. Once they're gathered around the table he pauses it and walks towards the group of siblings* Let's start with this one, Lilac, I assume. *looks at the older girl*

Jasmine Thoughts: “Lilac, my older sister. Never treated me any different than Cosmos, which I’m grateful for. Made me feel like less of an outcast in this house. Most people would say that the oldest siblings would help take care of the younger ones, but Lilac never had that strength to her. Not that I blamed her, she suffered enough. That role fell down to me in the end, taking care of them. But she did teach me a lot of things, like how to pick locks and how to ride a bike without falling over. I loved hanging out with her with our friends, we all got into some crazy stuff together.”

Nick: ...Now Cosmos? *nods at the boy, filing all this in the family tree he's working on*

Jasmines Thoughts: “Cosmos, sweet innocent Cozzy… Heh- he loved airplanes, he had a bunch of toy planes. Sometimes we would just run around together outside pretending to be planes for hours. I love him very much, even if people say he’s not my “real” brother. In this household blood doesn’t seem to matter- we all see each other as family right now…. And if that boy at his school keeps picking on him, some fists are going to end up flying at this rate. I’ll do anything to keep him safe, all of them.”

Nick: *smiles sadly at the boy* Would have probably made a great pilot or plane mechanic, had it not been for the apocalypse. *resumes*

Lucille: *still keeping an eye on their stats, compiling what look to be important memories from before and after the apocalypse*

(The siblings sit at the table eating, with Jasmine helping Cosmos keep the food in his mouth and Lilac looking like she was about to fall asleep sitting upright)

Cosmos: (With food in his mouth) “The angry gatito attacked Lilac again!” (Points at Lilac with a large grin) “She fought it away!”

Jasmine and Lilac: (Exchange glances with Lilac nervously pulling her sleeves down a little more)

Lilac: “….I’m going to go get ready…..” (Stands up from the table and heads off into the bathroom)

Jasmine: (Frowning at her sister)

Cosmos: “Rosie, I’m full.” (Tugging on Jasmines arm)

Jasmine: (Turning back to him with a smile) “Alrightie then, why don’t you go get ready?” (Helping him down from the table) “¿Cómo dormiste?”

Translation: “How did you sleep?”

Cosmos: “100!!!” (Excitedly rushes off to the bedroom.”

Jasmine: (Laughs to herself, clearing the table of the dishes and washing them before walking to the bathroom door and banging on it) “¡Ándale hermana! We all need to leave soon!”

Lilac: “I’m hurrying little Miss time police!!!”

Nick: *just following them around, watching the scene unfold around him. He's not bothering to pause this time- the context clues speak for themselves... he considers exploring Jas's old room to see if there's any clues about her biological parents- maybe a photo of the mother and father*

Cosmos: (Bursts out the the bedroom dressed in a red shirt lined with Airplanes) “Vrooom!” (Runs around the house with his hands held out like wings)

Jasmine: (Shakes her head at him with a smile, stepping into the bedroom and shutting the door to change)

Lilac: (Steps out of the bathroom now wearing a long sleeved blue dress and headband) “Cosmos, silly boy, go brush your teeth!” (Gestures at the boy)

Cosmos: “Vrooooom!” (Runs into the bathroom)

Lilac: (Walks to the entrance and picks up a worn school bag) (Calling out) “I’m going to leave now!”

Jasmine: (Walks out of the bedroom wearing a pink dress with leggings and a flower hairpin, looking adorable) “Okay, nos vemos!!” (Runs up to her sister to wrap her in a hug)

Lilac: (Hugs Jasmine back, lifting her off the floor and spinning her around)

Jasmine: (Giggles) “Wheeee!”

Lilac: “Te amo mucho.” (Puts her little sister down, kissing her head) “Cosmos, come say goodbye to me!”

Cosmos: (Runs out of the bathroom) “Byyyyyeee!!” (Slingshots himself into Lilacs arms)

Jasmine: (Walks to the bathroom) “Cosmos, when I come out we leave!”

Cosmos: “Yeahhh!!”

Lilac: (Opening the door) “See you guys later!” (Closing the door)

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[sofipitch]

If you're comfortable can you talk about more about your experience in the fandom because I share similar sentiments, in a separate fandom. I received death threats every day and my friend's account was hacked into and certain posts of hers were deleted. It lasted years. It was horrible. Did you write your fic Long Way Home (I love the title!) before amc iwtv was announced? Are those fans of the books who drove other fans out still around and may I know who they are so that I may block them? (1/2)

If I may, I want to share that when the HP books were first released--before JKR exposed herself and before the movies aired and ruined my inner version of the books-- I read them and certain characters in my mind were never as they were in the books, Hermione was Indian in my mind, as was Lupin, based on real life friends. Ron was definitely not a redhead. I don't know why there is so much hate towards race change, but it seems that a majority of those haters are on FB, as immortalconclusions mentioned about the FB group, I am a part of it and there is much vitriol in that group, especially aimed towards the actors. I am horrified that so many fans of the little mermaid are offended by the beautiful Halle Bailey, she's the perfect Ariel as I see it. Also I hate that some fans want to see Timothee Chalamette as Armand, what a ridiculous choice. (2/2)

So I don't really want to go into it, last time someone sent me an anon shitting on one of these ppl and I answered it the person was harassing all my friends for HOURS in like .3 seconds. Like we are block mutuals and yet she knew immediately, creepy much? There have been doxxing threats on here which is fun, I have gotten threats of violence and idk how related but a friend got one of sexual assault. So I'm not waking the beast by invoking these ppl. If anyone wants specific ppl I would recommend blocking you can dm me. It's honestly not hard to tell, if you see a VC fan who refuses to acknowledge the TV show or overwhelming speaks negatively, that's them. For some reason a lot of ppl try to keep up public appearances on Tumblr yet will say the most vile shit with their IRL name attached in the FB group

I actually came up with the idea for that fic after JA's casting announcement based on ppl saying there was no way for Louis to be black without changing "everything about Louis" or that Louis and Lestat as an interracial couple would be abusive. When you are so woke you think respecting cultural differences means ppl of other races aren't ppl who go through ppl experiences and so woke that the races shouldn't mix (but for POC protection). I just wanted a way to say yes POC are (get this) ppl. And it also turned into a way for my cowriter and I to talk about our own experiences and hopefully make something for other fans of color to hopefully relate too

I'm so sorry about what you are your friend went through, fandom in general has a lot of racism and I think some of it is the anonymity, white ppl feel safer being openly racist. Like all the slurs and stuff I and others have gotten is always done via anon or sock puppet accounts. So they KNOW what they are doing is wrong bc they don't want to attach their name to it. It's both disgusting and pathetic

And yeah this is not a unique situation for VC, when ppl were objecting to JA's casting they tried to come up with a PLETHORA or reasons VC is different and you just can't with Louis and yeah it's always bullshit. Same thing with Ariel, I love The Little Mermaid and I hate the Disney remakes but I will likely see this one in theaters bc that's my girl, I get the appeal of the remakes when it is specifically one of my fave movies 😂 But someone IRL asked me my opinion bc she knows I love Ariel and I was like "she seems good" and she went on to say that "She was always made to feel bad she was a redhead growing up (this girl is like strawberry blonde so barely, 0 freckles) and Ariel made her feel better". Like they were taking away HER representation. I don't even need to go into how fucking stupid that is. They ALWAYS claim to have specific and valid rationales for this one casting, they aren't a racist (maybe they even have POC friends!) 🙄