#it’s absolute shit but that’s why i’m thinking about rewriting it

[mapsareforbraindeads]

tbh i might rewrite a one shot from 2022. because i have been struck with inspiration

[kikyoupdates]

Otherworldly Attraction ⭑˚🔮⭑ 𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑦

yandere!jjk x f!reader

yandere, reverse harem, isekai, jujutsu kaisen x fem!reader, slowburn, slowburn yandere

You don't know how or why, but you've been isekai'd into the world of Jujutsu Kaisen. Although your first instinct is to stay away from the plot, you've been blessed with an abnormal amount of cursed energy, and for better or worse, you find yourself sucked into the storyline. You decide that you may as well use your newfound powers for the greater good, and if you're lucky, you might succeed in rewriting some of the characters' fates. But it turns out that your presence in this world is an even bigger deal than you first thought, and soon, everyone wants to make you theirs.

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I just want to go home.   

You feel like absolute shit—as one tends to feel when they’re being controlled by some freakish, unseen force. Even now, you swear you can still hear Sukuna’s voice echoing inside your mind, and although you struggle to fight against it, to turn on your heels and run, resisting proves to be immensely painful. It appears as though your only choice is to press forward, much to your horror.  

Man. You’re not sure what the hell is happening, but this is some isekai bullshit.   

Your very existence in this world is already strange enough, and right now, you simply don’t have the luxury to stand around and contemplate what’s happening. Something—or rather, someone —has taken hold of you, and the darkness beckons you closer, in the direction of what you can only assume is Sukuna’s finger.   

“Shit,” you gasp, pressing a palm to your chest and feeling how tumultuous your heartbeat is. “I feel… like I’m gonna pass out. This place is making me sick. This energy… it all just feels wrong .”   

The only silver lining is that Itadori is by your side. He lifts his brows and looks over at you in concern. You know that he’s strong, and in the worst case, he’ll probably be able to protect you if shit hits the fan. At this point, your fear is honestly secondary, because you need to make sure he meets up with Fushiguro in time to eat the finger. If one of those cursed spirits manages to consume it instead, you already know what will happen, and suffice to say, it's not going to be pretty.   

“[Name], are you good?” Itadori asks. He wraps an arm around your waist and steadies your body against his. “I agree that something about this place feels really off. I can tell that guy wasn’t kidding when he said it’s dangerous. I think maybe you should turn back. There’s no need to push yourself if you’re too scared. I promise to save Sasaki and Iguchi. No matter what happens, I swear it.”   

If only. You’ve been trying to turn back from the very beginning, but the second you resist and head in the opposite direction, a wave of pain envelops your body, paired with a thick, nauseating haze. It’s as if your entire nervous system is screaming out and refusing to comply.  

Sukuna is calling to you. That much is abundantly clear. You’re not sure why exactly, or even how , but you surmise it must have something to do with that encounter that took place inside his Innate Domain. Which means that it wasn’t a hallucination at all. It really happened.   

“I can’t turn back,” you grit out, squeezing Itadori’s arm in a desperate attempt to tether yourself to reality. “Let’s… let’s just keep going. We need to find those two.”   

And you need to eat Sukuna’s finger before it’s too late.   

Fortunately, you’ve been able to avoid curses until now. Most likely because they’re all being drawn in by the massive amount of energy being emitted by Sukuna’s remains. And since you can feel yourself being pulled right towards that crusty old finger, it might actually be smooth sailing from here on out. Itadori will find Fushiguro and eat the finger, Sukuna will be incarnated through him, and shortly thereafter, Gojo will show up to save the day.   

Well, assuming everything goes to plan. Which, so far, it hasn’t .   

This is further reinforced by you and Itadori turning the corner, only to come face to face with a medium-sized curse, which rotates its grotesque, bulging head in your direction, eyes swirling around all googly and freakish.   

Maybe if you hold your breath and stand perfectly still it won’t notice you?   

“ Ahhh!”   

…yeah, that plan was clearly destined to fail.   

The curse lets out a shrill, ear-piercing scream, and you brace yourself, shaking all over, prepared for it to attack.   

But for some reason, that doesn’t happen. Not right away, at least.   

Much like the smaller curse you saw on your very first day in this world—the Fly Head—the curse’s immediate instinct isn’t to barrel towards you. In fact, it does just the opposite. For a moment, it briefly falters and even steps back . Unless you’re imagining things, it actually looks a bit scared.   

“...intruder,” it garbles in a distorted, unpleasant voice. “In… Intruder. Intruder. Intruder !”   

The more it repeats the word, the angrier it becomes, and this time, it overcomes whatever was holding it back at first and charges straight ahead, clearly out for blood.   

You’re not a fighter. You don’t know any martial arts, or self-defense techniques, and you can’t say that you’re especially athletic either. So, when faced with something so deeply unnatural and horrifying, your immediate instinct is to freeze up, too frightened to react in time.   

But luckily, the same can’t be said for Itadori.   

He jumps in front of you and forcefully kicks the curse, hard enough that it gets knocked onto its back and lets out yet another scream. But you already know that it won’t stay down. Itadori doesn’t know how to channel cursed energy yet. And without any cursed energy, the curses can’t be defeated.   

Which is why the only option is to run .   

“This way!” you cry out, having snapped out of your fear-induced stupor. You grab Itadori by the hand and pull him towards the stairs, running as fast as your legs can carry you. There’s no point in trying to sneak around and play it safe anymore. The best thing you can do is reach Sukuna’s finger as fast as possible, and for better or worse, you can tell exactly where it’s located.   

Itadori grips your hand tight as you run through the building, and he doesn’t even question where you’re leading him to. It’s clear that he trusts you completely. He’s more than willing to follow you further and further into this hellscape.   

But perhaps he shouldn’t.  

“Come to me, girl. Come set me free.”   

You wince. Sukuna’s voice is stronger now, and the feeling is more intense, too. You can tell that the finger is close. Uncomfortably so.   

And perhaps you’re actually luckier than you realize, because you arrive right in the nick of time—just as Sasaki and Iguchi are about to be swallowed up by a curse, along with Sukuna’s finger.   

“Let go of them!” Itadori yells. Much like earlier, he attacks the curse with a flying kick, and in one fell swoop, he pulls Sasaki and Iguchi to safety, skidding backwards and catching both of them in his arms.   

Their deaths have been avoided, just like in the canon timeline. And even though Itadori wasn’t able to exorcize this curse either, his interference gives Fushiguro just enough time to get a proper attack in.  

The curse now lies on the ground, defeated, and Fushiguro’s Divine Dogs—that cute black and white wolf pair—begin eating the curse’s remains.   

Fushiguro lets out a heavy, somewhat exasperated sigh. “What the hell are both of you doing here? I specifically told you guys not to come in. Normally I’d be pretty pissed… but good job. I was worried I’d gotten here too late.”  

“So, that’s what curses look like,” Itadori frowns. “It’s weird that I’ve never seen them before. [Name], you were saying you’re actually familiar with these things? As in, today’s not the first time you’ve run into them?”   

You don’t respond. More accurately, you can’t respond. You can feel the blood pounding in your ears, and your breaths are becoming more labored by the second. Your chest hurts. Your heart hurts. It’s as if your body is throbbing all over, overcome by some dark, foreign desire.   

Sukuna’s finger falls out of Sasaki’s pocket, and Itadori quickly picks it up.   

“Is this the cursed object thingy you kept going on about?” Itadori asks.   

“Yeah,” Fushiguro nods. “Special-grade cursed object, Ryomen Sukuna. Well, one part of it, at least. In any case, it’s dangerous, so hurry up and hand it over. As for why you’ve never seen curses before, it’s because normal people usually can’t. The only exceptions are when you’re exposed to these kinds of life-or-death situations, which grants you the ability to see what’s actually in front of you. In [Name]’s case… she already has an abundance of cursed energy. More than enough to be considered a sorcerer. Which is why it’s strange that she’s never been trained to fight curses, but—wait. What are you doing?”   

Fushiguro isn’t talking to Itadori anymore. This time, his words are addressed to you .   

Because you’re in the process of wrangling Sukuna’s finger out of Itadori’s grasp.   

“Oh,” Itadori blinks. “Did you want to take a look at it too? Sure, I’ll pass it over—”  

Another curse descends from the ceiling, breaking through the upper floor of the building. You already knew this was going to happen, of course, and if you hadn’t been locked in a trance, you probably could have warned them in time. Fushiguro gets caught and injured by the curse, which is the natural sequence of events, and he’s violently thrown against the wall, only for it to crack and split open from the impact.   

Itadori cries out to him in a panic, but you can’t bring yourself to do the same. Instead, you stare down at the palms of your hands in abject horror, trembling from head to toe.   

Just now… you actually tried to eat that thing.   

“Fuck my life,” you sob, but since Sukuna’s finger is still at large, he beckons you forth yet again, and you chase after Itadori and Fushiguro, out onto the school rooftop.   

There, you find both of the boys locked in a fight with the curse, and having already taken considerable damage. You’re not even sure what grade this freakish monster is supposed to be, but it’s certainly not weak, and killing you would probably be child’s play.   

You’re well aware of all this. You realize just how dangerous it is to get anywhere near that ugly-ass thing.   

And yet, you drag your feet along, like some kind of zombie, enslaved by someone else’s will.   

“Come to me.”   

Itadori is lying on the ground right now. He’s wincing from the pain, and he’s sure to get up again in no time flat, but at this very moment, he’s defenseless. And you can see Sukuna’s finger sticking out from his pocket.   

You reach towards it just as Itadori presses up on his elbows, and he stares at you between furrowed brows, blood dripping down his forehead.   

“[Name]?” he blinks groggily. “It’s… it’s not safe here. Run away while you’re still—”  

“—eat it.”  

Unsurprisingly, he blinks at you. Even with the threat of the curse looming nearby, his confusion briefly renders him motionless, and he tilts his head to the side and gives you an adorable, disoriented puppy-faced look.  

All the while, your hand keeps reaching closer, mere inches away from the cursed object.   

Itadori wipes a sleeve across his brow. “What are you talking about? I’ve got practically no appetite right now. It’s not really a good time to bring up food—”  

“Eat the finger!” you scream. “Just do it! Please !”   

It only takes a single moment for everything to go wrong. In just a single moment, your fate could end be sealed, and Itadori doesn’t seem to know what else to do but stare at you in bewilderment. He can’t seem to understand why you’re reaching for the finger yourself, while begging him to dispose of it.   

But it turns out that your friendship is even stronger than you first thought. You should have realized as much when he followed you through the building without protest. When he blindly trusted in you and came all the way down from the hospital in the first place.  

Itadori cares for you, and he will continue to do so, forevermore.   

“ No !” Fushiguro desperately cries out—but it’s too late, because Itadori has already swallowed the finger whole.   

Your body instantly deflates, and you crumple to the ground, like a worn-out ragdoll. That sickening sensation is finally gone. Sukuna doesn’t have a hold on you anymore. You successfully avoided the worst-case scenario.   

Unfortunately, you’re not prepared for what will come next.   

“What did you do?!” Fushiguro exclaims, furiously shaking you by the shoulders. “Do you have any idea what this means? A special-grade cursed object may as well be poison! He’s going to die !”   

You stare at him, eyes glazing over from exhaustion, and then you tell him, very plainly:   

“No. He won’t.”   

The curse tries to strike again, but you don’t even need to look back to find out what happens. There’s a harsh, bloodcurdling wail, and the next thing you know, the curse falls flat onto the ground, lifeless. Its corpse is already disappearing, but you’re more concerned with what is soon to follow. An evil the likes of which you never thought you’d be faced with.   

The curse is dead. Itadori killed it.  

 Or rather, Sukuna killed it.   

“Ah! I knew it!” a distinctly deep and familiar voice cries out. “Light really does feel best in the flesh!” Manic, deranged laughter fills the air, and you watch as Sukuna rips Itadori’s hoodie off, revealing a collection of black, patterned tattoos.   

Fushiguro’s grip on your shoulders goes slack, and all the color proceeds to drain from his face. At first, he’s clearly in denial, but gradually, his expression gives way to pained acceptance, and he’s forced to confront the horrific scenario he’s just been presented with.   

“Killing a cursed spirit is no fun!” Sukuna cackles. “Where are all the people? The women?” He stops all of a sudden, pausing to take in the scenery. From his vantage point up on the roof, he can clearly see the city that sprawls out beneath him, bright lights sparkling like stars in the dark canopy of the night. “What a wonderful era to be in,” he remarks in delight, and he stretches his arms out wide, each laugh more unhinged than the last. “I can tell that women and children are crawling everywhere, like maggots. How marvelous! I couldn’t have asked for anything better! It’ll be a massacre !”   

Sukuna’s laughter steadily builds, and the most you can do is cower behind Fushiguro, waiting for Gojo to hurry up and make his appearance already—because holy shit, you’re so scared.  

Thankfully, all of this is predetermined. From here, you have full faith in what’s about to happen. That creepy, ominous sensation from before has completely disappeared. Itadori has become Sukuna’s vessel, which means that you’re safe, and soon—  

“...wait.”   

All of a sudden, Sukuna turns around, and for some reason, his blood-red eyes are clearly affixed to you .   

“That familiar cursed energy,” Sukuna says, almost in some sort of breathless awe. “You… you’re that same girl. I’ve seen you before.”   

You don’t know what to say. It’s one thing to see this guy as a fictional character. Even then, his cruelty and malice was so potent it made you want to repeatedly stomp on his balls, but he was simply a character, and thus, you found entertainment in his actions, depraved as they were.   

However, it’s a different thing entirely to meet him in the flesh, and not only that—but to realize that you’ve so clearly caught his eye.  

Sukuna knits his brows together. “Yes… I remember now. Part of me was calling out to you without me even realizing it. But it seems I’ve taken this boy’s body instead. What a shame.”   

“What… in the world is he saying?” Fushiguro blinks, rightfully taken aback. “You already know him?”   

You’re so scared that you still can’t form a proper response, and even if you could, you’re not sure what you could possibly say to defend yourself. The King of Curses himself is claiming that he knows you. How in the world do you refute that?   

Hurry the fuck up already, Gojo! You’re late!   

“I just can’t seem to understand,” Sukuna says, voice dropping eerily low. “Girl. I demand that you tell me right now. What are you?”   

Without warning, he lunges towards you. He’s so fast that even Fushiguro can’t react in time, and you watch as Sukuna’s hand menacingly reaches out to you. You swear he’s about to tear out your heart and crush it between his fingers.  

Without a doubt, death has you in its grasp.   

“...hey! Cut it out! What are you trying to do to [Name]?!”   

Sukuna stops just short of making contact with you, and you scramble backwards in a hurry, with Fushiguro quickly following suit.   

Holy shit. That was so, so close. If not for Itadori regaining control right in the nick of time, you would’ve been completely and irrevocably fucked . You’re shaking all over from how utterly terrifying that was. It’s honestly a miracle you didn’t wet yourself just then.   

“How are you able to move?” Sukuna mutters in disbelief.   

“What do you mean?” Itadori blinks. “You realize this is my body, right? And why’d you randomly get so close to [Name] all of a sudden? That’s creepy! Look how scared she is right now!”  

“It’s true,” you sniffle pathetically. “I hate it here. I just want to go home.”   

Sukuna keeps fighting it, but as expected, Itadori is able to suppress him with relative ease. The tattoos are gradually fading from his skin, proof that he’s the one in control right now, not Sukuna.   

And then, it happens. The long-awaited moment has finally arrived. Right as Fushiguro declares that he has no choice but to exorcize Itadori as a curse, a certain white-haired man appears, seemingly out of nowhere.   

That man, of course, is none other than Gojo Satoru—the strongest jujutsu sorcerer in the whole world.  

“Yo, Megumi,” Gojo casually greets. “What’s the situation?”   

“Wha—? Why are you here?!”  

“Well, I honestly wasn’t gonna come at first, but the higher-ups wouldn’t shut up with a special-grade cursed object gone missing, so I decided to stop by while I was sightseeing. But man, you’re pretty roughed up, huh? I’m definitely gonna show this to all the second-years.”  

He laughs obnoxiously while snapping pictures of Megumi’s bloody, injured state, and normally, this is the time when he would inquire about the location and state of the cursed object, but mirroring what Sukuna did earlier, he instead turns to you.   

“Also… what’s the deal with this girl?” Gojo asks, his cheerful, laid-back demeanor shifting for a moment. “Something about her cursed energy feels unnatural. It’s kind of giving me the heebie-jeebies, to be honest. Hey, you can hear me, right? You haven’t gone into shock or anything, have you?”  

He starts aggressively poking the top of your head, and even though you feel like you should be fangirling right about now—you’re being touched by the Gojo Satoru, after all—regretfully, that’s not how you react.   

Perhaps it’s the wave of sheer relief you’ve been hit with, now that you know you’re finally safe, or maybe it’s because of the absolute mindfuck that you’ve been put through today. Not just today, really, but ever since you somehow found yourself in this world. Whatever the case, it doesn’t matter.   

Exhausted beyond belief, you sway unsteadily, fainting right on the spot.   

“Whoa,” Gojo chuckles. He reaches out just in time to catch you in his arms. Your eyelids are completely shut, and you’ve got a peaceful expression on your face, because finally, you can afford to rest.   

Gojo stares down at you. With these special eyes of his, he can see the flow of cursed energy in haunting detail. Naturally, that means that from the moment he caught so much as a glimpse of you, he knew something was off. He knew you weren’t normal.  

The special-grade cursed object, Ryomen Sukuna. That’s why he came all this way. To retrieve something incredibly powerful, something too dangerous to risk falling into the wrong hands. He figured he already had his work cut out for him, but now, it looks like the situation’s gotten even more complicated.   

Just like him, you too are an anomaly, and the realization makes a grin spread across Gojo’s lips.  

“Well, then. This should be interesting.”   

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[rose-tries-to-write]

Things I’ve learned about Danny Phantom after finally watching it as a person who avoided watching it for months and read fanfiction instead. 👍🏻✨

Spoiler warning, just in case!

They call themselves the Phandom. (Super cute, I love it, 10/10)

Everything, and I mean Absolutely Everything I’ve learned, is a fucking Lie. (Not fun. I have to rewrite my entire understanding. I feel betrayed. Offended. Gobsmacked. My flabbers are mf gasted. -5/10)

The show is actually really funny. (I enjoyed my experience. 9/10)

Fuck Phantom Planet. (What the fuck was that shit? Um, rewind, redo, no thx, give me back the ghostie boy please. I genuinely didn’t even finish the episode, I got to where he un-died and had to turn it off. I refuse to watch it now. 0/10)

The Phandom was right to steal canon and make it our bitch. (Trans Danny? More Dani/Ellie screen time? Actual plot and lore for the show? Actual in-depth thought to ghosts and their culture? Um, yes please. 1000/10)

Frostbite actually is a doctor. (I don’t know why, but I thought it was another thing the Phandom made up. Love to see it, 10/10)

Wes Weston deserves his own episode. (What do you mean he doesn’t actually exist. What do you mean I don’t get my LGBTQ+ undertones. This is homophobic /j. -10/10)

How do you tell when a ghost is intangible, invisible, or both?? (The show doesn’t have a differentiator between the two, so I’m always confused if people can just see him floating through walls. 3/10)

Guys in White literally do nothing but be annoying. (Another case of the Phandom Lying to us. I love it though, they make really good antagonists. 7/10)

The Fentons are stupid and mildly aggressive, but they do love their kids. (I read a lot of vivisection, child neglect, and general Bad Parents fics so excuse me on that front. 8/10)

Danny didn’t actually beat Pariah Dark? (I love the Ghost King Danny fics, so to find out all he did was shove him into a sarcophagus was a bit of a bummer. He struggles more with Undergrowth than the actual king, like?? 6/10)

He can reach inside himself to take things out. (He ate a spoon in one ep and just reached inside himself to take it out. Pretty cool. 9/10)

Is he actually dead? (Phantom Planet makes it seem as if he just got a bit too high a dose of ectoplasm in his system and it fucked him up, how else could he have just undone the damage? But, most of the Phandom says he legit died in the portal, in which case he could not have gone in and just un-killed himself like he did in Phantom Planet. I think he died, personally. More trauma and angst for my writing. ??/10)

Clockwork appears a lot less than I thought he would. So does Frostbite. (I thought with how much they appear in the Phandom, they must have really important and constant roles, but no. They appear very rarely. Sad face. 5/10)

Vlad sucks. (Vlad fucking sucks. 0/10)

Dani/Ellie is much younger in appearance than I thought. (I looked her up for reference when I first started reading the fics, but she looked 14-15. She actually looks 6-7 years old in show. They literally call her a kid. 8/10)

Dani is what she chose to be called, not a funny joke the Phandom played on itself. (I though it was a silly little haha moment. Nope. The show just… named her that. I think Ellie is the Phandoms choice in calling her?? 8/10)

Why is Danny obsessed with Paulina even while crushing on Sam? (He is actively blushing and flirting with Sam and then they’ll turn around and he’s jumping at the chance to talk to Paulina?? Hate it. 0/10)

Danny and Dash don’t actually date. (I saw this circle around the Phandom a bit, thought it was cute if a bit weird, and then it didn’t happen? 6/10)

No obsessions, no cores, no real reason for the ghosts to be terrorizing Amity Park. (I legit thought it was real in-verse stuff, I’m so disappointed in the lack of it in the show. It could have been so good. 3/10)

Danny doesn’t actually become friends with his ghosts. (They don’t really get along, ever. They don’t talk outside of fighting, except for those who actually like him. Missed opportunity. 4/10)

His Space obsession is actually just a few mentions of him wanting to be an astronaut? (I thought he genuinely had an obsession with the stars and we’d see a lot of him stargazing or word-vomiting about his hyper fixation, but no. Sad. 4/10)

He does go stargazing (maybe?) and flies around when he’s not fighting. (We see him going off as Phantom in the episode where Jazz finds out about him. There are no battles and he looks like he’s having fun flying around. 10/10)

He was called Inviso-Bill?? (Hilarious, I love it, why did no one ever tell me this. 7/10)

He says “Going Ghost!” every time he transforms. Every fucking time. (It’s annoying, it’s ugly, I hate it. I am so glad no fics mentioned this or used it, I think I’d go insane. -1000/10)

That’s all I got for today, and probably for a while. I just wanted to write it down for fun, but I might post more like this eventually.

[mr-president]

hello helloooo ^^ (on anon bc i get anxious talking to cool ppl)

so i have been. completely obsessed with your revived bedman au that you made. the one where he’s Chaos’ research assistant

so i wanted to send in an ask to see if you had anything else to share about it! like lore bits or headcanons or anything really!! :3 i’ve been so deeply autistic about this au i need more material to think about and mentally shake around in my head like a pinball machine

okay that’s all ^^ keep doin your thing you’re very talented and cool friend!!

howdy! thanks for your kind words!

and luckily, i have quite a bit to share:

A lot of this au is based on Chaos’ words that in another story, he could easily make himself the hero, rewrite GG reality, and rinse and repeat. Hence, Bedman’s role is to research how Chaos can feasibly insert himself into different realities or rewrite them in a way that wouldn’t completely eradicate time and space as we know it, likely in exchange for ensuring Delilah’s safety and health. As depicted, I’m certain Chaos’ taste for eccentric…”camp” that makes existence agonizing for everyone else is a clashing point between the very utilitarian Bedman and him.

Bedman’s absolute world would have any wish or any will come into fruition, like a lucid dream, essentially eliminating suffering and consequence and opening up infinite possibilities. Chaos’ ideal world is that of overcomplexity, unnecessary suffering, and tropes. It’s a fun dichotomy, especially since they’re both complete yappers just with entirely different ideologies.

Either way, in a sense, this is Bedman’s personal hell, and he himself views this experience as “punishment.” Not like he has a choice in just disobeying anyways.

But another thing i really wanted to explore in this AU is that of Bedman and Nagoroyuki, both who are unwillingly exploited by Chaos. Nago’s kind of a “frame of reference,” a “straight man” in all of this, as well as an unwilling actor.

They both have to see the other suffer, basically, and in a sense, they both want the other to get out and forget this whole experience. For Nago (who doesn’t have the frame of reference that Bedman did, in fact, commit terrible atrocities), this is some child Chaos exploits for his own gain. For Bedman, this is an unwilling bystander caught in the crossfire and chained and muzzled and ordered like a hound.

I can imagine their relationship paralleling that of Baiken and Delilah over time, and maybe that way, they can overcome Chaos. If there was to be a good ending, which I think there would be.

Also, Bedman’s able to retain more sanity than Asuka thanks to Nago being there and also being like “yeah that guy is Fucked Up, you shouldn’t have to deal with that.” But also Chaos just thinks Nago’s the coolest shit ever, which is why he creates storylines for both of them specifically.

I’d imagine if this was legit, Axl would be the one to fix everything, recalling when he waltz’d into Bedman’s dream world in Xrd. Or maybe Asuka would see himself in Bedman, and Bedman in him, helping prevent the inevitable spiral into madness from dealing with Chaos every waking moment

But that’s all I have for now—if you have your own ideas, I’d love to know :]

[silkieluv]

Second post! Updating that I am working on a Skybound rewrite because the seasons involves dark themes I wish to explore! (😈)

I’m scared I might be too biased from fanfictions I’ve read (including, but not limited to bbnb) to make it darker in a sexual way, instead of a psychological way, which is the Nadakhan way. That man screams psychological torture what the heck did the writers think when forming something like Scrap ‘n’ Tap instead of some brain-bending, mind-numbing, heart-wrenching, psychological tortures on Jay.

Like I would understand if after a while Nadakhan would resort to violence (since he’s a pirate and pirates are, well, violent), but he didn’t even try anything. It was solely just labor stuff like cleaning and scrubbing. Most that happened ‘psychologically’ was Nadakhan’s usual invasion of personal space and him trying to scare Jay by making him cleaning the bottom of a flying ship (which is like a plane’s height? Something akin?)

But that’s not nearly enough. What happened to the man that deleted P.I.X.A.L. from Zane’s hard drive? The man who isolated Kai from an on-going battle and found out he was fatherless from a glimpse of his personality? All of that deleted the moment Jay stepped foot on that ship.

Not gonna lie, I too want to absolutely ruin Nadakhan’s character. I, however, intend to make him go absolutely crazy. That man has potential that I’m going to SQUEEZE the shit out of.

Jay isn’t ready for my ideas of what will await him on that ship.

Neither am I! Lmao that’s why I’m PLANNING

I have like some drafts but they’re unfinished ones (even though that’s the whole point of drafts) and reallyyyyy short

I believe in quantity and quality over that stupid question because why can’t you do both??? Loser.

Anywayssss, I’m thinking of sharing my process of thoughts in here since that’s most of what I think of through the day (and also rn, at 1am, for unknown reasons) (I’m obsessed)

And like idk maybe some people would reply and do me the honor of sharing their opinion

That was no sarcasm I have no one to talk to about this and I’m scared, like I’ve stated in the beginning, that I’m far too biased and having an outsider’s perspective would actually do me a huuuuuggggeee favor for this

Anyways I feel like I wrote too much for a SECOND post. Hopefully I didn’t just spill all of my content into this not-detailed post because I have soooo muchhhh more to writeeee

[randomalistic]

first off. i can't believe that i already followed you- your spam blog -and didn't know.

second. i literally just had a dream shere i was rambling to someone about turbo using stuff from your essay. apparently it rewired my brain so hard it, and you, manifested in my dreams lol (i even made a bad joke that "you can say he's Turbo-tastic!" hah)

and congratulations on making such great work of art that is the essay, you can feel and hear the love(and hyperfixation) poured into it.

i do wonder tho, what was the hardest part when making it?

I’m so glad you enjoyed it yay :)❤️ and also recognized me from my sneo blog LOL

I feel that so horrendously much. I legit had a dream a few nights ago about someone APPROACHING ME cuz they recognized my voice from the essay (girl get an ego check) but they then said “dude it’s so obvious you’re into him” or something. And I was like. 🧍‍♀️Well you don’t have to say it out loud

Anyways you’re not the only one cuz the video haunts me too. even after its birth.

The hardest part?? Oh Man. Can I say Everything.

There were a few stretches that were REALLY TOUGH. short answer: Entire first half of the video. Also the longer parts like the Manipulation section, Turbo reveal section, and the Cybug King Candy section. I had a lot to say for these and it was tricky to condense it into something Comprehensible

Long answer:

I completely overhauled the entire first half of the video (EVERYTHING before the kart breaking scene) because I wasn’t satisfied with the writing/delivery etc. (Which was a good choice because my arguments were pretty half baked before) but oh my god that was like a week and a half of 7 hour recording and rewriting sessions it was brutal. Especially annoying because those arguments were super old and I was getting sick of thinking about them. So instead I used them as a backbone to structure better arguments and revamp the script so that kept me from going insane. However it was also really fun because I got to see my old ass arguments finally be explained to their fullest capacity. And also I got to write shit like ☝️🤓Excuse me sir your turbo is showing..

The biggest issue with this being my first ever video essay and it taking so goddamn long: you could SEE my writing/editing/voicing skills improve over the span of the video itself. Which is really cool improvement wise but REALLY . REALLY BAD CONSISTENCY WISE. Like the first half of the video is the part people are gonna see first. It SETS EXPECTATIONS. IT HAS TO BE PEAK

I think I re-edited the synopsis upwards of 5-6 times. Which makes sense as that was like the first thing I started the project with but ouhvhhhgghghr. Making a section from scratch is WAY easier than going back and having to redo something

Early on I cut out an entire fully edited/scripted/recorded 3 minute section of me talking about Megamind and its sequel because I realized. This is pointless and everyone has TALKED ABOUT MEGAMIND BEFORE AND THIS HAS NOTHIBG TO DO WITH WRECK IT RALPH. There were a lot of scrapped ideas

Audio was also really challenging, just entirely. Making sure the levels were consistent (I had absolutely zero voice volume normalization I did it all manually 😭 I’m gonna have to figure out how to do that) Also just the concept of recording my voice and having to speak out loud in a space was Real Bad for my anxiety but You Do it Scared. Had to wait until I was home alone or like 99% sure I was alone before I could say anything without worrying. Also training my voice to sound engaging and consistent was so hard and it took maybe 6 months for me to get it down. Also I had no fucking idea where to record, like at first I was recording in a CLOSET (and later under a piano??) and then I was wondering why my lines sounded so weird. Then I realized I could just Record in a room and it would sound JUST FINE. So basically uhhh every single part was the hardest part. But it was worth it and very fun I think 🫶

[ziorite]

buckle up lads— i’ve played cello since before kindergarten and even if i’m no virtuoso, i’m about to unleash my thoughts on the scheherazade job upon the world anyways.

look, if hardison was good enough to play the scheherzade solo at fourteen there’s just no way he sounds that shit even if he hasn’t touched the instrument for ten years. he’s supposed to have been the most promising violinist in the city which has to be stiff competition because most classically trained string players start playing young. like three to five years old young. and we know hardison was a foster kid so he almost certainly started later than most. obviously he was talented, but now he can’t even play a scale? it just doesn’t make sense to me from what i know. i’ve gone a month without touching my cello and pretty much hopped straight back into the stuff i was practicing before after fifteen minutes of warm up. the knowledge of how to hold a bow and pull it across the string and make quality sound is the kind that doesn’t leave you— for anyone of teenage hardison’s supposed skill, that instinct is part of you for LIFE. so no, the persistent portrayal of present day hardison as completely incompetent just doesn’t sit right with me.

but that doesn’t mean i think he could pull off scheherazade’s solo without nate’s rather convenient hypnosis. so i googled around and here’s the sheet music:

to be honest i thought it would be absolute batshit crazy the way they treated it in the show. the shifts are kind of crazy but i can see a very dedicated fourteen year old who practiced the shit out of this solo being able to play it. not to say it’s not still hard! there are some SERIOUS high notes that you’d be hard pressed to hit perfectly every time even with weeks of practice under your belt. shit makes me sweat and i don’t even play that instrument.

it’s a damn impressive solo for a teenager to be playing and an absolutely deranged one to try and perform on such little notice. that’s why i need someone to rewrite the scheherazade job with more focus on hardison and his violin dammit! i feel like hardison would be able to bluff his way through the other parts of the piece with enough practice in the time he has before the job, but there’s just no way he’d be able to play that solo on his own after ten years of not touching the violin. he might not even be able to practice during all the time he has— his calluses would be gone!! that’s a whole other story!!

string instruments strings are vicious y’all. and a VAST majority of the scheherazade solo is on the teeny tiny e string that basically slices through raw fingertips. i can barely make it through five minutes of dedicated practice shifting around on my thinnest string and i’ve had my calluses built up for years; i can file these babies with a nail file and poke a hot pan with them— they get pretty damn thick, and hardison’s working with nuthin y’all. you can only go so far before you give yourself an actual blister you physically cannot play on.

as a result, i feel like hardison would’ve let nate hypnotize him if ONLY the oily little slime ball (with hate and love) had told him. i really don’t understand why nate didn’t say anything until the first place. aren’t they supposed to have learned that you’re not supposed to con your own crew already?? (not that i think nate would ever really take that to heart.)

anyways, that’s my hardison-should-be-better-at-violin propaganda as well as my why-the-scheherazade-job-needs-to-be-rewritten manifesto. maybe i’ll write it myself one of these days— leverage brainrot is real and it is a sickness. hope this 2 am rant didn’t disrupt anyone’s dashes too much!

[t0ast-ghost]

S3 EP19 (Requiem For Methuselah) let me guess. Kirk is romancing.

Forthwards:

- beaming down together <3

- uh oh a time limit!

- Spock grabs McCoy’s arm to get him out of the way of the fire

- very drawable right here

- Kirk is not fucking around today

- wow. Just wow.

- A SHAKESPEARE FIRST FOLIO?!? This guy is fucking rich holy shit

- She’s just like me when I watch Star Trek

- I like that she wants to talk to Spock about science :))

- “What is loneliness?” “It is a thirst. It is a flower dying in a desert.” Wow

- “Thank you, Doctor. I will have a brandy.” “Do you think the two of us can handle a drunk Vulcan? Once alcohol hits that green blood—” They’re adorable

- fuck off fuck off fuck off (edit: this is probably about them immediately flirting with Rayna)

- Bottles of colourful liquid. You think one of them is ketchup?

- Does Kirk know how to play pool? Is she showing him for no reason? He seems to know what he’s doing…

- I love that Spock likes playing musical instruments

- His boyfriend is dancing with a woman RIGHT THERE. I wonder what a rewrite of this would be like with canonical queer Kirk in a relationship with Spock and McCoy and why he would choose to dance with her. Cause I think he should be able to just enjoy doing stuff like dancing and holding hands without it being romantic. AND THEN MCCOY WALKS INTO THAT OMG THE DRAMA

- Damn Kirk isn’t interested in Spock’s info dump about Brahms. Tragic.

- and they’re kissing

- The way Kirk just pushed her out of the way-

- YEAH SAVE YOUR BOYFRIEND SPOCK!!!

- Flint kinda wishes that the bot killed Kirk

- Yeah it sucks to be home schooled

- This is becoming like Twilight but without the baseball and vampires

- This is a horrible power imbalance between Flint and Rayna

- And they’re kissing (Nichelle nichols futurama clip where she says "I had to kiss Shatner) (edit: here's the clip at 1:26)

- WHY IS HE SHAKING HER LIKE THAT BRO WHAT THE FUCK

- Kirk’s ass damn why is Flint hiding the Ryetalyn

- “(Spock): Captain, I shall get the Ryetalyn.” “(Kirk): Why you?” “(Spock): There may be dangers within.” “(Kirk): Let’s find out.” “(Spock): Let me go alone captain.” “(McCoy): Why? Get to the point, Spock. If there is one.” “(Kirk): We’ll all go.” Kirk and McCoy ARE NOT about to let they’re boyfriend go into a dangerous area alone

- OMG SHES BALD! (She’s bald and she’s torturing people who have hair)

- “Her only flaw, she is not human.” THATS HER FLAW??? First off Spock is RIGHT THERE. Second I'd say the flaw is that she's being controlled by a awful man

- Wait what? this guy is DA VINCI?!? And still no bitches...

- “She is my handiwork, my property.” EW DISGUSTING KILL HIM

- HE JUST BLOOPED THE ENTERPRISE OUT OF EXISTENCE

- I’m giggling

- “Give me back my ship. Your secret is safe with us.” YOU’RE JUST GONNA LEAVE HER?

- “Because you knew I could bring her emotions alive.” Bleh

- Kirk gets absolutely beat the fuck up

- “No. Do not order me. No one can order me.” YES GET IT! YES

- “She’s human. Down to the last blood cell she’s human. Down to the last thought, hope, aspiration, emotion. She’s human. Her human spirit is free. You have no power of ownership! She’s free to do as she wishes.” Kirk’s so happy for her!

- “No man beats me.” “I don’t want to beat you. This is no test of power. Rayna belongs to herself, and she claims the human right of choice. To be, as she wills. To do as she wills. To think as she wills.”

- Okay but she shouldn’t have to choose between two men. There’s so many more out there in the galaxy

- OH NO DHES SEAD

- “What happened?” “She loved you, captain.” Spock just admitted Kirk’s drop dead gorgeous

- This is giving boyfriend vs. father vibes which I hate. I hate that this is how women are treated. As burdens to be thrown from one man to the next. This is reminding me of A Dolls House by Henrik Ibsen it's a pretty short play and the ending is phenomenal for the time

- Kirk is lonely :(

- “If only I could forget.” Spock spends several seconds staring at Kirk and contemplating until McCoy comes in

“Oh thank heavens, sleeping at last.” McCoy just wants Kirk to get a good nights rest

- yeah

- “You see, I feel sorrier for you I do for him…because you’ll never know the things that love can drive a man to. The ecstasies, the miseries. The broken rules, the desperate chances. The glorious failures, and the glorious victories. All of these things you’ll never know, simply because the word ‘love’ isn’t written into your book. Good night, Spock.” “Good night, Doctor.” WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT AND WHY HAVENT I SEEN AN EDIT TO THAT. Also now I REALLY wanna write a mcspirk fanfic based solely on THAT

- “I do wish he could forget her.” BOTH McCoy and Kirk wished for this and so Spock does something crazy for his loves omg omg I’m gonna throw up wtf

- there’s literally romantic music playing in the background as Spock leans down to mind meld and says “forget”

Well

Masterpost

Episode written by Jerome Bixby

[jazeswhbhaven]

Hi, I'm not usually one to talk, I've had my account for years and never really posted anything. But I'm beyond annoyed about this freaking game. (I'm sorry I’m about to rant please forgive me 🙏🙏🙏)

Like how are you going to make a SEX GAME for 12 year olds? 12 year olds aren't even teens.....like at all to even begin with that's like 6th or 7th grade.....I haven't even really been playing the game that much just interacting with the fandom because this game gives us CRUMBS!!!! like cps should be called for what little food we are getting and at this point I'm like.....what is good about this game????? The only thing I can think of is the characters/character art and the CONCEPT of the game. There's barely a story, obviously favoritism between the Kings, already bad H scenes, bad gameplay, bad company communication with the fandom.... it's just so annoying to support them.....I heard that they have a bigger company behind them but I don't know if it's true but regardless if it is or isn't they seem to be bad at everything they have tried to do. I'm not sure how good their previous stuff was before whb but they should have thought more things out before releasing the game and made multiple things clear about how the game would work because this happening after only a year of nothing will tank this game. I only have the one on the app store (the more sfw one?) and not ero labs because I didn't know when it frost came out that they would have the app store one censored. Now I have the cards since the beginning of the game like Minnie's card and I was okay with not seeing 🍆 but now I won't be able to see or read shit or do shit with this mediocre game. I'm so annoyed cause I love the concept and the fandom and characters but holy crap do these people even know what they're doing????? Erasing everything that makes your game your game is absolutely stupid. I don't even know who to blame at this point, I'm feeling very resentful to the company for making me like the characters and having a good concept like why couldn't you just have a shitty ass concept and characters with your mediocre at best game with your even shitter management? Then I would have never even looked at this game. How do you think removing a core part of your game would affect the fandom? You will lose your core fandom just to have CHILDREN play your game? What about your other game??? Coming up with another idea??? LITERALLY ANYTHING ELSE??? WHY EVEN MAKE IT A SEX GAME IN THE FIRST PLACE IF YOU WERE GOING TO DO THIS???? Obey me was good and it didn't have any of this if you started it out being sfw all together you would have been fine since you would be like every other bitch....just not as many players....why? BECAUSE YOU MARKETED A HORNY PORN GAME TO PEOPLE AND ARE NOW TRYING TO CHANGE THE THING THAT MAKES YOUR GAME DIFFERENT! WHERE DO YOU GET THE AUDACITY TO THINK PEOPLE WILL STAY AROUND WHEN THEY LOSE THE MAIN APPEAL OF THE WHOLE. FUCKING. POINT. OF. YOUR. GAME.???

Sorry for my rant I have no one to talk to about this, I'm just really upset to lose something that could have been so good but I guess corporate greed is more important than anything else 🫤 hopefully someone will rewrite it in a good ass fanfic or something ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

I feel that you and many other players new and old feel the same about this company turning around to make something 12+ when it started off as a porn centered/adult only game.

They aren't the first ones to do this, and the other fandoms too had their issues about companies making a decision to turn a NSFW game into SFW even if they scrubbed it clean enough for a younger audience to play. This game and those games were never for minors and don't need to be. This space ain't for them especially given the themes and content that's in WHB just from the main story alone.

At the same time, my overall gripe about this game, is that what the transparency and expectations given to me from the company has been a huge let down. I don't think I'd mind the monthly NP's if we consistently had chapters out for the main story within the timeframe given and a good balance of cards available for the kings instead of the barely any for Satan but damn near double the amount of cards for Beel and Levi. If I were to compare this game to ObM which I don't like doing because they aren't remotely the same...is that I prefer WHB's story (collectively not just the main) whereas I only liked ObM's story up until a certain point. I only really stayed for the fandom and then I was like "yeah no" and left that fandom. Not that it matters that I left anyway because all of my progress on the OG ObM game was lost cause my old phone got damaged in the laundry machine 💀 Which brings me to the reason I don't like spending money on virtual things nor gacha. If the server shuts down, the app doesn't update with the new tech, or if an unfortunate thing happens like it did to me all of that money and time is gone. I could have invested that in something tangible/physical or just anything else.

With that being said, I've been slowly working on writing the H-scenes in my own way with my MC so there's that. It's been something on my mind for a minute now on doing...

[weirdestcornelius]

objectum children existing are kind of oddly terrifying and also just representituve of what sparklecare clearly is. a project with no proper sense, rhyme or reason for the sake of it comforting the author. not even the author just the AUDIENCE at this point. I’m objectum but like. even I think it’s weird that you can just conceivably have a child with an object. with a piece of media nonetheless??? how does that work??? how does child support work???? how does a divorce work???? does the child know that one of their parents isn’t real?? what about actors who play characters that others are attracted to, how do they feel about that??????? genuinely this shit has my brain doing backflips and it’s too damn late for this shit I need kittycorn to put down the fucking drawing program before I explode

(this isn’t objectum hate btw!! if you wanna get an object pregnant good for you I just don’t understand. I don’t know how it’d work in the comic’s universe. I have my own silly comfort aus for shit like murder drones or warrior cats but even then there is so much lore studying or rewrites I do to make sure that everything MAKES SENSE, CONSISTENTLY)

Oh don't worry bro as an objectum myself I DON'T get it either.

Not only imagining the body horror those kids must go through either. Especially stuffed animal objecthries- do they have stuffing??? Do they even have organs like other anthries?? Party anthries were understandable to me because they're magic and that's why they're like that but those poor KIDS man

Imagine being an actor and one of your fans shows you an egg that they had with a character you played. I can only imagine how uncomfortable that would be, having a kid that has your DNA and looks like you but you didn't even consent to having said kid.

I actually want to make an objecthry now, to explore the absolute horrors those guys must go through.

I would never bash objectums because obviously I am one myself plus it doesn't hurt anyone, but this. This is bordering on body horror.

[tylejandro]

I found this "TDI survey" from 2008 and filled it out! You can too here.

Penname: Cavewomania

Age (optional; if you want use interval ranges like 1-100, etc): early 20s

Gender: Female

Location/Hometown (simply stating US or Canada is a'right): US

How did you start watching TDI?: I heard it was similar to Danganronpa, so I watched it when it was on Netflix.

If so, how did you become hooked/what episode got you hooked?: This question applied way better back in the day, but I got into TD again after 4 years of not caring about it much because I saw how many fics were coming out for Alenoah in 2023 and I was like “who’s Alejandro?” Now I’m here.

When did you first see it?: 2019

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Favorite episode: In terms of fanworks, I See London. But I should really rewatch Island, it has some pretty good episodes.

Least Favorite episode: Hard to say? I don’t like a lot of the episodes necessarily but I’ve had a lot of fun rewriting some for my Aletyler WT fic. My Island knowledge is rusty and I’ve never wanted to really watch Action for some reason, I’ve only seen around the first four episodes.

I’ve heard Sundae Muddy Sundae sucks?

Favorite Gopher: Owen

Least favorite Gopher: Justin?

Favorite Bass member: Tyler, though I didn’t care for him until WT – during Island I liked Courtney.

Least Favorite Bass member: Ezekiel

Arrange the characters (including Chef and Chris) in order from most favorite to least:

Oh shit uhhh

1. Alejandro

2. Owen

3. Heather

4. Tyler

5. Noah

6. Gwen

7. Duncan

8. Leshawna

9. Courtney

10. Eva

11. Bridgette

12. Geoff

13. Lindsay

14. Sierra

15. Cody

16. DJ

17. Trent

18. Harold

19. Beth

20. Izzy

21. Justin

22. Ezekiel

23. Sadie

24. Katie

25. Blaineley

26. Chef

27. Chris

-ish, this is not a scientific list.

Which character(s) are you most like?: Beth & Tyler. I see a good amount of my young self in Beth.

Are you truthfully, really really obsessively in love with any of the characters?: Nope

If so, who?: I mean Alejandro is my fave, I just wouldn’t say ‘in love’? I’ve cosplayed as him.

Are you on crack?: Thankfully no.

Have you ever been to a mental hospital?: Hm.

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Plot Questions..

Who let the dogs out?: Bark!

What came first, the chicken or the egg?: Egg first makes the most sense.

Why is the plane crashing?: It’s just thirsty.

Were you surprised when Owen won?: I don’t recall but I like that he did.

Did you see HxL coming at all?: Nope.

Did you expect Harold had gotten Courtney eliminated before they showed that scene?: I don’t recall.

Did you cry when one of your favorites got voted off?: Nope. Man I should really rewatch this show...

Did you laugh when any of your least favorites got voted off?: Most likely.

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Character questions..

Your opinion of Chris Maclean: ‘Maclean’, ha!

He’s my least favorite but he’s fine. I think he’ll grow on me eventually but for now he’s just kind of there.

Does Chef creep you out, even the tiniest bit?: I guess?

Does Chef's cooking creep you out, uhm, alot?: I guess? Is something wrong with me, I didn’t really react to it.

Do you feel sorry for Heather?: She had it coming in Island – I really didn’t like her in Island and it was only until WT that I came around to her..

Why or why not?: see above

Has your opinion of any of the characters changed over the course of the show?: Absolutely. Harold used to be my favorite and I think Cody was my second favorite. Coming back to the show (because I changed so much as a person in between 2019 and 2023) was like a clean slate, though I shipped Nowen before because I’ve always liked both Noah and Owen.

Were you mad at Harold for switching the votes?: No, I don’t think so. I thought it was kind of cool.

Ezekiel or Eva: Eva. No contest.

Noah or Justin: Noah

Katie or Tyler: LMAO

Apples or Oranges: Oranges, they’re not huge like apples often are.

Izzy or Cody: Cody. Izzy’s really hard to write.

Beth or Sadie: Beth

Courtney or Harold: Shit – Courtney.

Trent or Bridgette: Bridgette

Lindsey or DJ: Lindsay

Geoff or Lewshana: Leshawna

Duncan or Heather: Heather

Gwen or Owen: Owen

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Opinion of Trent/Gwen: They have some good chemistry, I like them aesthetically, and I’ve read some one-shots focusing on them, but ultimately I prefer them with other characters.

Opinion of Duncan/Courtney: They’re neat and I like how popular they are. If I was naturally more into F/M ships I’d like these two a lot maybe.

Opinion of Geoff/Bridgette: Aesthetically pleasing, but ultimately more interesting with other people in fanworks.

Opinion of Harold/Leshawna: I don’t like them together TBH, I prefer Leshawna/Heather or Leshawna/Courtney. For Harold, IDK, Harold/Ezekiel?

Opinion of Tyler/Lindsey: Aesthetically pleasing, but ultimately more interesting with other people in fanworks. Also Alejandro/Tyler is my favorite pairing in this series so I’m biased to be annoyed by this one – I ship Lindsay more with Trent than with Tyler.

Opinion of Owen/Izzy: I can see it, but also… IDK? Izzy is hard to ship with people and I really like Nowen.

Since Noah/Cody IS TOTALLY CANON WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT, your opinion of NxC: They can be cute, and I’ve enjoyed fanworks of them, but I prefer both characters with other people. I simply don’t care about Cody too much.

Opinion of FANON: The shit.

If any, favorite fanon couples: Aletyler, Nowen, Duncowen, Djuncan, Lesheather, Gwourtney, Ezzy (as in Ezekiel/Izzy), Trindsay, DJ x Lindsay, Heatherra, Gweather, etc etc. Doing the ‘ship every character with one another challenge’ helped me expand my range a little. I even ship Gwody a little now – freaky.

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Misc. Questions..

We're talking 100, 000 dollars. Would you be a contestant on Total Drama Island?: Hell no.

Would you jump off a thousand foot cliff into a lake full of hungry sharks?: Nope.

Would you be offended by Ezekiel's sexist remarks?: I wouldn’t be offended I’d just be annoyed and I would vote him out as soon as I could.

Would you last two days without any sleep?: I’ve tried, but to no success thankfully. A little over 24 hours is my max.

Are you good at dodgeball?: It’s been a while, I think I’d be okay at dodging but shit with aim.

How many times do you suspect you might possible be hit in the face?: ? I can’t punch to save my life.

Any special talents?: Hm, I can sneak up on people?

Would you join Heather's alliance?: No I’d hate Heather.

If you saw Izzy in a bear-suit (ONLY YOU DON'T KNOW IT'S IZZY!) during the camping episode, your first reaction: Oh shit is that a bear.

Your biggest fear: Naked in public? But to keep things in tone with the show I’d say being yelled at/being threatened after I’ve seemingly had a decent conversation with a person. (Can you tell I work in customer service?…)

If you recieved a heart-shaped coin purse given by Geoff, you: Give it back and hope he understands I’m not interested – I think he would.

Do you believe in 'bad luck'?: No but I think I’d avoid people with ‘bad luck’ if I thought I’d be annoyed by them/injured by them.

xD Can YOU take the heat?: I can follow directions but otherwise can’t cook really.

Would you get along with the rest of the campers?: As a 20 something, no. As a 16 year old, I’d be so confused with my own boundaries that I wouldn’t want to upset anyone – overall a worse way to deal with people.

Bootcamp. Your first reaction: Fuck.

Can you handle free-falling 5000 feet in the air?: AHHHHHHHHH

OMG, Harold saw your b***. You: Oops.

Were you able to eat the same way again the first few days after seeing the Brunch-of-Disgustingness ep?: Yeah, it’s cartoon food to me.

Would you be happy to see Eva and Izzy back?: It’s been a while. Wow I’m terrible at answering these.

Trent's elimination, your reaction: See above

Would you vote Bridgette off because she smelled really bad?: Yeah, I’d want the money.

Would you do well during the bike challenge?: That challenge is so confusing, I’d want to do well so I’d aim to get first.

Would you tell off Heather if you were Lindsey? (Simple enough): I wouldn’t have the guts...

Horror movies, yay or nay? No, though to be fair I never watch scary movies so maybe it wouldn’t be too bad.

Robotic racoon armies? Suddenly cute little animals don't seem as friendly: Sounds like a TF2 thing – maybe I could tame the raccoons with sour cream...

Out of the finally six, who would you least want to be chained to?: Duncan.

THE LOSER RESORT, EEEEEEEEE!: Sup losers.

Your opinion on Mr. Coconut: Can I eat it?

Your opinion on sticky buns: I looked in the thread this survey came from and apparently this is just a random question. Eh? I prefer other sweets like cinnamon rolls.

Your opinion on Heather's haircut: Honestly kind of relatable – I shaved my own head a couple of years ago and it was difficult and messy. It was my own choice though so I can’t relate to Heather on that front.

Before you found out who the winner was, Owen or Gwen? I was on Team Gwen.

[atopvisenyashill]

Are there are asoiaf takes you find so rancid or annoying that you’ll block on the spot?

okay so first of all - i use the block button so loosely on here bc there’s no mute function and blacklisting a url would just bog my blacklist down. once again. pls staff a mute button for when it’s not that serious. but i will block someone, then feel bad because i notice my moots reblog them a lot and i'm like "oh they're not that annoying i was just in a bad mood" and unblock. there's only one (1) take i leave someone on permablock for. every other take i find particularly rancid or annoying is all stuff i just check before i follow rather than blocking over (which is why if u don't have searching on your blog, you'll see me liking your stuff over the span of months before following. i have issues!!! aldjf).

i specifically check for that one gifset that’s like “the direwolves predicting their starkling’s fate” that has sansa getting her head chopped off. if they have it on their blog, it's like 99% likely i'm about to permablock. it’s not only a silly prediction, it’s one made by people who are deeply projecting onto sansa. as she’s my favorite, i think that’s dumb obviously lol. BUT i check for it bc like. U All Know That Group of Arya Stans. i know you know because they’ve commented on at least two of your posts with the most bizarre take you’ve ever seen. i reply when they comment on my stuff (usually just once tho & the people who delete right away are valid) but i’m not out here LOOKING for them lol, i’m actively avoiding it, and That Specific Gifset is a good litmus test for whether a Crazy Stan Groupie just hate followed me or something. also, One Of That Group, as in not just a groupie, has me blocked on this blog AND my main one which i know bc i can’t reblog from half those source blogs they run aksjdj so if i notice someone’s real involved with that group, i just pre-emptivly block bc if i can’t even reblog half of what someone is posting what’s the point there 🤧🤧

but what do i check before following/what opinions have annoyed me enough that it's lead to me "muting" aka blacklisting a url? well-

curtain of light and it’s offshoots which include “targ incest baby will save the world.” lol, lmao. they’re not right but if they’re right i’m deleting my blog and never talking about the series again and i’m so serious. i have my dignity!!

people who go on frequently about rhaenyra being entitled, evil, not worthy, "oh well the LEGALITY," or hyper focus on her violence (esp if they’re also an aemond stan🤧). i absolutely Do block people who say shit like “rhaenyra is unfeminist because she doesn’t want to marry laenor but wants to marry daemon.” tho. why? clearly zero critical thinking skills lol i think u can joke about her having bad taste in men without All Of That.

i avoid people who are hardcore into the belief that dany is the unambiguous hero for obvious reasons. if they think she’ll be queen of westeros, if they actively shoot down criticism of her actions in the bay & towards mmd and irri? nah, and i've muted and blocked people for this one if they're particularly nastie. i DO follow idk three or four dany stans but they're generally not out here actively beefing with people and also they tend to hate emilia’s acting too lol, like they’re not Targ Nation.

(which, related, but people who stan dany but are tg? THEE most obnoxious people in this fandom, i NEVER follow those people).

rhaelya. even my fellow “well i like it BECAUSE it’s toxic” shippers don’t get into this one. it’s like people who swallow dany rewriting drogo/dany in her head to me. no critical thinking skills.

i really am just obsessively reading people’s stark tags before following BUT anything on ned being an enabler, being too honorable to shit, “oh would he even save lyanna from robert if robert started physically abusing her." why? it just annoys me aksjdj , we spend an entire NOVEL rolling around in that man’s psyche and we shouldn’t be missing the point like this.

“dornish people aren’t non white” takes. that’s directly contradicted by the text, i don’t give a shit about any casting, there’s so clearly an ethnic and racial difference at play here with how the rest of Westeros treats Dorne. you either understand that or you’re a moron.

[dazed--xx]

Bro I never released the other profiles for Amorous Play but I do have them in my drafts and bro I was dying at the fucking bios I put for the guys 😂😂🤣🤣🤣 I’m legit about to post it just for the bios alone even though I might be discontinuing amorous play speaking of which

If you don’t know what I’m talking about here’s the link:

Amorous Play

The pacing on it is weird and I wanna redo it also I’m really shit at the twitter thing so might get rid of that part of it like the Snapchat’s and Instagrams I can do but just can’t understand the twitter thing which is weird cause I’m 26 I remember when twitter got big or well X now but made my profile in like 2009 fam and barely used it over the years so I’m not sure how to fix it but I think I can like I absolutely love the first 3 chapters but after that it just gets weird like for y’all there’s only 5 chapters but for me I wrote legit like 10 and I never posted them cause I saw how amateur my pacing was I needed to work on that and I think I have so that’s why I’m willing to rewrite it but there are plenty of good SMAU writers on here that would probably take this and make it amazing too so I’m willing to give it to them lol and I’d send all the info I got and stuff but idk what to do with it and right now it’s sitting in limbo. Like I have other fics that are straight up discontinued that won’t be gone from my page but won’t be on my Masterlist (cough cough captivated cough cough) and I have another work being completely rewritten for the 3rd time (Beside you) (hmm all BTS works weird) but Amorous Play has been lingering in the back of my mind cause it’s my Baby I legit busted my ass making a fake fucking tinder profile which is like really hard to do so I’m not letting all that work go to waste (Yup I’m keeping a story alive cause of like 4 pics in the first chapter) but anyway let me know what y’all think

[ash-mcj]

@ everyone pissed about the Teen Wolf movie ending...

this is the most controversial thing i’ve voiced my opinion on, so...before i say what i’m about to, i want to make it clear that i love derek hale with my entire heart and i’ve put in countless hours writing fics to give him a life of happiness and healing and love. that being addressed, i’m not upset by the ending of the Teen Wolf movie. yes, i’m okay with derek’s passing. here’s why:

1 |  i love that he was made out to be a wonderful dad. his primary focus was always about eli. the strides he clearly took to become the dad eli deserved are evident in the proper house they lived in, the lacrosse games he attended, the way he tried to suppress his own shift just because he thought he traumatized eli as a kid, etc. eli was not afraid of pissing him off by stealing the jeep and being a brat, so we know derek was likely not a hard-ass with him. this is major character growth from the last time we saw him, and i think that can be attributed to becoming a father. i can’t express how much i love dad!derek.

2 |  i understand the frustration behind his death involving fire, but honestly, i think it was a way he could potentially be written back into a future installment. it wasn’t normal fire—it was jordan’s hellfire. i can very easily see how jeff (or fic writers) could come up with a storyline where derek is brought back from hell/afterlife, if necessary. what we know is that his eyes turned red (true alpha?) and then he disappeared into the hellfire—there was no body, no bones, no anything left behind to prove that he was dead. jeff could’ve easily left his burnt body there to get the point across, if he wanted. i really think it was a way to write a vague enough ending to derek that they could do something with it, if hoechlin agreed to come back for another movie.

3 |  hoechlin is not trying to be a part of this series anymore. the fact that jeff got him back for this movie was impressive, considering he doesn’t seem to have as much reliance on Teen Wolf as some of the other actors do. it was clear throughout the movie that jeff is trying to set eli up to be the new “Teen Wolf”, and i have to say, i’m so glad that jeff understood that a hale needed to be the focus and protector of beacon hills. it’s hale territory, not scott’s.

i would rather derek (potentially) die protecting his territory and son, than have jeff fuck his characterization again by making him absent from future installments while his son is risking his life as a main character, fighting off the bullshit of beacon hills. derek would never leave eli to fight those battles without him, unless he was dead. so if hoechlin isn’t coming back for future movies, and eli is meant to be the new Teen Wolf, i want derek to be dead. i’d be absolutely livid if jeff made another movie focused on eli, and derek wasn’t there beside him. that would be the biggest fuck-you to derek’s character growth jeff could’ve done.

4 |  canon literally isn’t real to us, you guys. a huge portion of our fandom hasn’t even seen the show. we’re so good at picking and choosing what we keep or ignore, because we’re fortunate enough to have a massive collection of fanfictions and art which rewrite everything thousands of different ways. instead of getting so worked up about canon shit, we can literally just go find fics of the versions we like better lol. we have such an amazing fandom that canon holds so little weight compared to the content we create. just take the things you liked from the movie and ignore the rest.

[ryuichirou]

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Anonymous asked:

Dayummm Azul is BIGGGG LOOK AT THAT BOY! DAYUMMM

Hehe thank you!!

I am happy I managed to figure out how to draw the fishies… Azul is one thicc boy

Anonymous asked:

What do you think of Silver x Kalim? Cater x Leona? LMC + Rook x Idia?

Kalim/Silver is cute but unfortunately too cute to click with us; their interactions are sweet and wholesome, but they don’t really give us anything we look for in ships.

Cater/Leona is hmmm nothing against it, but we’re not invested enough in either of them to ship them, plus we haven’t seen anything from their interactions that would grab our attention yet.

Love Rook/Idia though! We have a tag for them and just posted them a week ago, and I’ll write a hc post about them soon… well, at some point…

Anonymous asked:

🐩 anon has arrived once more to thank you for your absolutely delicious art. I had to come out of twst burnout, it's so hard to enjoy the fandom when it's all self righteous antis trying to police the game as if it's not catered to basically young adults and older. These kids have me baffled, it's as if they believe pixels are real people.

I can hardly stand to look at TWST Tumblr anymore either, they're all so white knighted that you'd think they were paid to be piss babies in circles they don't belong in. It's one of those "Why put yourself in that position to see it, if you didn't want to be there in the first place".

Hi 🐩 anon, long time no see! Thank you for being around and still enjoying my art.

I feel you, it really is difficult when you keep seeing people saying the same type of antis bullshit over and over and over again; even if you become apathetic about it, it’s still very annoying. Mostly because it’s impossible to ignore completely – they love to invite themselves to spaces that aren’t meant for them. That’s like the whole idea. No one is forcing anyone to see anything, every ship and triggering trope is always tagged in some way or another, but instead of avoiding this type of stuff they use the tagging system to shit on certain characters and ships directly, just so you couldn’t look for your favourite thing without seeing their outbursts of unsolicited opinions.

It really is very annoying.

Anonymous asked:

🐩 anon again, but now with one that's more funny and teehee haha random info that I thought you'd think it'd be interesting or funny

On that note, I came here because I started a DND campaign with a group over a twst based campaign. It reminded me of you, which made me invested in the campaign. Now I have a whore serving with 18th century fashion, giving Vil a run for his money. So far, 10/10. He has major Edmund and Idia vibes, wants no part of it, gets shit luck anyways and so far, has slept with Bird Man for Ramshackle funds on a bad roll. Mans is a survivor and we are barely halfway into chapter 1 😭

It’s so sweet that you got reminded of us and got invested… I am very glad you’re having fun! “Rewriting” your negative fandom experience with a positive one and good associations is so important.

Major Edmund and Idia vibes + a 18th century fashion whore??? SLEEPING WITH BIRD MAN??? An icon and a hustler. I don’t know him but I love him already…

Anonymous asked:

Good lord. I had randomly followed a twst blog but then I saw them posting about how even though there is a two year age difference between the third-years and first-years, it’s wrong to ship them because the first-years treat them, especially the housewardens, like idols and apparently that’s grooming. Like, no, that’s you in Delululand and I’m about to unfollow and block. #staytoxicbestie

Yeah they seem to have discovered this idea and now put it everywhere, harassing JackVil shippers and such. It’s one of those moments when I genuinely hope that they deliberately lie and reach because I am scared of the idea of anyone being this dumb.

It does suck that there seems to be more people like that lately, and they don’t even tag their accs with “proship dni” anymore either. Gee I wonder why.

[artemis-b-writes]

A/N: Hey yall! First and foremost: If you’ve read this before this no you haven’t. This is my first time posting this Anyways! This is my first long-form story so of course I chose the longest show known to man!

Thank you to my lovely beta reader: @ebodebo (go follow her) for putting up w my constant talk of rewriting (turns out you do need 5 chapters of filler lol) and being my all around soundboard. I’m so excited for the things we have planned! Enough yapping let’s get on with it!

TW: gore, violence, strong language, mature content

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Chapter one- The World Is Ending

August 26th, 2010-

The beeping of hospital monitors haunted my sleep. I’d been spending every night in uncomfortable, plastic, hospital chairs for as many nights as my mom allowed. My father Rick Grimes had been shot in the line of duty 2 weeks ago and had fallen into a coma from the blood loss.

I stayed with him when my mom worked so he wasn’t alone. I’d tell him about school, keep him updated on Carl and read to him, praying he could hear me. A fresh vase of flowers at least made the room bright for when he’d wake up.

But right now I was sleeping, or trying anyway. I could feel a thin hospital blanket on me. Theo, one of the hospital's CNAs, harassed me about taking care of myself and usually I fell asleep fully clothed in their shitty chairs without a blanket.

“Peaches?” The voice behind her made Victoria practically jump out of her seat.

“Jesus Shane….you scared the shit out of me. What are you doing here?” Victoria asked harshly. She never liked Shane, even as a little girl they butted heads. She couldn’t for the life of her imagine why Rick would hang out with him after work.

“Victoria we need to go. Now.” He spoke quickly, making his way to her dads bed and kneeling down beside him. “Rick, if you’re gonna wake up now’s the time man, shits going down and we need to leave.”

“Shane,” Victoria laughed half heartedly “what are you talking about?” Just when she thought he was finally losing it, gunfire started to ring out from outside the door. Shane pulled Nadia down under him as she screamed. Shane covered her mouth and she would’ve bit him in different circumstances.

I mean who the hell would open fire in a hospital?!

Victoria could feel the tears start to well as Shane begged her father to wake up so they could leave, telling him that if we stayed they’d all die. After a few minutes of bargaining Shane picked her up and dragged her out of the room.

“No!” She tried to push against his grip but he was incredibly strong. Victoria kicked and pulled until Shane pushed her into a hallway, begging her to be quiet or else they’d be found. She peaked around the corner, Shane pulled a gurney in front of Rick’s room. There was blood everywhere, screams and gunfire echoed down the hall. Shane grabbed her arm and they ran from the hospital, Victoria broke down when they got to his pickup.

“YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Victoria hit Shane’s arm as hard as she could over and over and over until she didn’t have it in her anymore. She knew he was hurting too but didn’t care. He left her dad there to die.

“Peaches I had to.”

“Don’t call me peaches Shane. My dad is fucking dead.”

Shane sighed again, the truck roared to life as we peeled out of the parking lot. She stared out the window, thinking of her dad. Would he die? Would they leave a comatose man’s body to sort himself out? What if he woke up and everyone was gone?

Victoria and her father had always been close. She was the stereotypical ‘daddy’s girl’, hell as soon as she was old enough to hold a rifle without falling over she and her dad had gone hunting every season.

He taught her how to cook, she knew all his favorite bands and all the words to every corny song that he absolutely loved. Sometimes when Carl was a baby she and Rick would sneak out and go to the 7/11 down the block just to get candy and rent cheesy movies to watch together….and now they’d never share those moments again.

“We’re here.”

Shane’s voice broke Victoria from her daze, she looked out the window to see her mom and brother already packed up ready to hit the road. “Go’n and pack a bag, I’ll talk to your mama and Carl.”

Carl.

He was only 10…and now he’s going to find out he’ll never see his dad again and the world might be ending?? He’ll never get those moments hunting alone with his dad as the sun breaks the day. Or watch cheesy movies with her and their dad when Victoria would be home from college. She could feel the bile rising once again as she made her way past her family and into her room.

Victoria had a typical 17 year olds room. Honestly, the floor was littered with laundry she needed to do as well as some CDs she’d rummaged through that morning. Her walls were a neon teal, they’d mostly been covered with posters of movies and bands, and paintings she’d created out of boredom. She tried to soak in every inch of her room in case she’d never see it again. As she started to pack she took a Polaroid off her wall.

“Jeez Anthony….you should be at practice right around now. Please be safe.”

She tucked the Polaroid of her and her best friend into the pocket of her backpack and kept packing. Just the essentials: a couple pairs of jeans, some tee shirts, boots, hat, dads hunting jacket, socks…toothbrush? Definitely a toothbrush. A hairbrush and a few notebooks and pens (and some comic books for Carl). She also made the decision to pack her hunting rifle in case they got stuck foraging for food, as well as a heavy knife.

She threw her bag into the back of the truck so that no one would suspect how heavy it was. Her mom and brother were crying into Shane as he had just broken the news. Or however he’d spun the story…but Victoria knew the truth that Shane had abandoned his “best friend”. Shane loaded everyone up into the truck and said they’d be headed to Atlanta and that the military would help them.

“Are we going to die?”

While it was spoken barely above a whisper, the question jolted Victoria out of her daydreamed haze. She looked down at her brother Carl who was laying in her lap.

“No baby. Because I’m going to do everything in my power to keep you safe, and so will mom and Shane.” Victoria tried her best to reassure him, rubbing his back softly. She’d instructed him to lay in her lap so he couldn’t see the panic that the rest of the world was in.

Before they knew it, they’d left King County and were headed to Atlanta. Victoria fiddled with her cross necklace, Carl had fallen asleep leaving the truck uncomfortably quiet.

The Grimes weren’t really a religious family but Victoria did usually attend Wednesday night Youth Group with her best friend Anthony. The necklace was a gift from him.

Anthony. There he was on her mind again, she’d thought about calling him but Lori demanded she save her battery incase of emergency. Anthony Smith had been her best friend since middle school. They did everything together and were practically attached at the hip when they saw each other. He was a year older than her but that never mattered in how close they were.

Anthony was actually quite soft spoken, and smart as a whip. He was a tall kid, probably standing at about 6’3. He was built like an athlete, but he had to be with Track and field. They actually became friends at a track meet in sixth grade and kept up with eachother daily through AOL and Skype. And obviously only hung around each other at said meets. Anthony’s dad was a PE teacher and Coach so he definitely fueled the athletic fire in both kids. Anthony has always been a sweet kid and even when he was an asshole Victoria could never be mad at-

“Victoria! Get your head out of the clouds I’m talking!”

Victoria jolted in her seat, there she was daydreaming again. Lori was giving her daughter quite the concerned look.

“Where are we mom?” Victoria looked out the window to see full bumper to bumper traffic.

“Outside of Atlanta but as you can see we’re stuck in traffic” Shane answered from outside, with quite an annoyed tone Victoria noticed. She ignored Shane and hopped out of the truck so she could stretch her legs.

“Where’s Carl? I think I threw some comic books in my bag, I’m sure he’s bored out of his mind sitting here.” Victoria looked around and spotted Carl a few cars down playing checkers with a girl who looked to be about his age. She had a short blonde bob and a smile as bright as the sun.

Victoria smiled in amusement and made her way to the car with her mom. “Someone has a cru-ush!” She teased in a sing-song voice. She yelped when Carl turned around and smacked her arm as hard as he could.

“Mo-om!!! Carl hit me!”

“Don’t tease your brother then!” She laughed. Victoria rolled her eyes and fluffed her brother's hair before sitting behind him to watch the kids play. Right as she sat down a woman came from the front of the car with waters. She was a smaller woman with buzzed gray hair.

“Oh! You must be Victoria, I’m Carol!” She had a smile just as bright as Sofias, Victoria made a mental note that they must be related. She smiled and thanked her for the water, and as she took a sip Carl enacted his revenge.

“You say I have a crush on a girl I just met when you’ve been after Anthony since forever.” Victoria showered the back of Carls with the water she had just taken a sip of and was prepared to cuss him out when the commotion started. Bombs were dropping into Atlanta.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” Victoria screamed as she pulled the kids down to the ground underneath Carol’s car. She moved her body over the both of them so they would be shielded if anything came down.

The rest of the night was a blur. Shane grabbed everyone’s bags from the truck, grunting as he lifted Victoria's particularly heavy bag. They ran into the woods with Carol, her husband Ed, and Sophia. There were screams in the distance and somehow Victoria and the kids got separated. She held onto both of them tightly. They ran until they came up on a high spot with a small clearing.

“Stop right there.” The shotgun barrel was aimed right between Victoria's eyes. They widened with fear as she put both her hands in front of her slowly.

“Sir, we’re just trying to get off the road…I have two small kids with me, please.”

The man’s aim faltered at the sight of the kids. Victoria rushed him, taking the gun and pointing it back at him. It probably wasn’t her smartest move but she had Sophia and Carl to look out for. There was a shriek behind her and Victoria whipped around just in time to shoot a man who was trying to get Sophia. Wait…what the hell?

Victoria slowly crept up to the man. He looked pale, his eyes were white and glossy and there was fresh blood around his mouth.

“Good aim kid. I’m sorry I pointed that thing at you. I just had to make sure you weren’t like him. The names Dale, you kids can stay with me and the girls tonight and we’ll look for your crew in the morning.” Dale smiled at her warmly, he was an older man judging by his white hair. But he had kind eyes and it was late so Victoria decided he could he trusted for the night.

She nodded, grabbing the kids as they headed into Dale's RV. There were two blonde girls sitting on the couch. One older one younger, Victoria figured they were probably sisters.

“Dale, who are they?” The older blonde asked, glaring at the three kids.

“Easy Andrea, the older one can take out those things like you wouldn’t believe!” Dale smiled back at Victoria. “They’re just staying for the night and…I didn’t get your name sweetheart?”

“Victoria. Victoria Grimes.”

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