#kc show was so fun im so tired

[instantezra]

genuinely cannot believe i got the fromt bottomns crewneck and to my surprise the sticker pack ALSO had the typo misprint thank u mat and brian 🙂‍↕️

[visionthefox]

This is making me wonder, what other models were stolen in SAMS

I was just going to make a post about this! (rant)

but is been two moments in the show that they stole/took a model and desing and didnt say anything about it..maybe due to the company not allowing them to do so..

so the first ever issue was Lunar..now this isnt a model use in the videos, but in the thumbnail

here is the whole post for you to see this

artist did the right steps to find a solution, sadly this didnt go well..and only change was on two last thumbnails from the october take over..

ever since they just got tired of ppl saying they "look so similar"so they changed the desing.. also this is their art account @luigisbfcomics I feel they just deserve more appreciation!

a case thats is mostly "lost media" was Earth ever first introduction, if you ever wonder were ppl take the "Monty was a pervert and a simp not even a second after knowing her" statement ,is due to this ep that had to be deleted due to this issue

here is the model and better explenation of the situation

also a comment of the creator

those are the only models Im aware of..

so yea.. in these cases is clear the issue, Nexus is now just added to the list-but something I guess is Important to note

the Voice Actors arent the Show runners, this was something not well know at the time, we all believed this was just two dudes having fun so everyone left angry messeges when anything happened.. I myself made post angry for "their silence"- now I know better so I want to make it clear

they arent fully on control of what model they use, I assume, so any mistake is on the company! no hate on any side!

also just as side note, the show used two models of this artist, small lunar and KC is another of their works

the R you see is because these were,at the moment of that post (september 5 of 22) Private models

here is the link

and last! Solar flare was made by cherryvania , they have stated to know of the show and not be bother by the use of their model

but I still feel more ppl should know this

this is their first post with the character Troy on it

[sassrubyexists]

about the new episode

"Earth is in EXTREME DANGER?! In VRCHAT"

alright so! Honestly i expected Lunar to snap from everything going on. They hurt his sister, the one that helped with everything, kept him safe, gave him company. They hurt the one lunar cared about. We already know lunar gets angry really often, so just imagine his thought process when he was earth destroyed because of who? The bloodmoon twins that broke his arm and ripped out his eye! But oh god, he will be in much trouble with the constellations.. Seriously this is the start when more come to show up. This wont be fun for lunar. In my opinion, bloodmoon deserved to feel scared, he actually deserves much worse. He killed countless people without a reason. I get that there wasnt any kindness in bms code but he still enjoyed it. He didnt try to stop it even after kc tried to explain. Hes too stubborn to care.

Im glad lunar threatened him. Im honestly worried for lunar though..he admitted that his powers dont make him feel pain. Though, im guessing he overloaded them by anger. I hope caster finds him and helps, afterall caster and pollux see every single thing happening. Im sure caster will help. He said that he doesnt want lunar to die. Well this episode had me in excitement that there was WAYY to much of😭 my excitement level can go too high ngl- it lowered down now tho!

well, it was entertaining to see lunar snap like that, even THREATEN bloodmoon. Lunars tired of him being the victim, he doesnt wanna be the target that everyone takes control over and certainly doesnt want his family(in this situation earth) be a damn victim.

[neo-shitty]

reading drown made me remember how much music personally means to me. i used to have a hard time sleeping back in 6th grade to the point that it badly affected my studies bc for some reason im wide awake at night, felt tired but still fully awake which made me unable to focus in school. so of course i researched what i can do since i didnt want to tell my parents (nasa google kaya lahat 😌) long story short, try listening to music daw 😭 so i did bUT since listening to music wasnt really my hobby, i didnt know what type i should start off and at that time, kpop just recently became big LMAO it was like around 2017 i think. so i liSTENED TO EXO since it was the group that i have been hearing around school AHAHAHAHA the song was baby, dont cry btw. it worked surprisingly, music does calm one's nerves. i didnt understand the lyrics ofc but just by the melody, it made everything around me peaceful. whenever i feel anxious, sad, or stressed, music is the way to go :"> SO EON STORY KO PANO AKO NAGING KPOP FAN 😭😭😭 parinig aq ng iyo po 🙇

pero ofc there were times when it was pointless. there were times na listening to music just made everything worse, it would just be another noise that would frustrate me more. kAYA ANG NEED DITO IS ANO TALAGA U KNOW OO ung pwede mong sandalan hahahaha kaso wala ako non :"> so while reading napapa "sige chan ahhaha sana ol sige sana ol may y/n ng buhay nila hahaha" pero real talk, it would be nice to have someone you can share all your worries with without feeling guilty of wasting their time kaya stray kids hopefully you wont be afraid to love someone freely 😌

uy pati nakakaqiqil si jae dito >:( pero no, bias ko pa den siya sa day6 <3 and the scene where chan was guiding reader along while she was riding his skateboard is so cute huhu ,,, lia is the mc in checkmate, correct?

para akong ewan kc you posted this 11 pm right? i always like reading/watching while lying down sO humiga ako kaso pagkahiga ko, inaantok ako agad :"> enjoying something while youre at your most comfortable position feels so ✨heavenly✨ but it makes me too comfy that it drowns me in sleepiness. like i need to sleep muna bago ako maka focus 100% sa ginagawa ko lmao eh since end of the day eon, pagod aq :"< SMALL RANT LNGS KC BIGLA KO NAPANSIN KAGABI HAHAHAHAHA actually pati this afternoon, manonood sana ako hometown chachacha kaso pagkabagsak ko, tulog. kaya tinuloy ko na lang after an hour of sleep huhu

speaking of hometown, im on ep 10 and its the first ep where seungmin's ost was showcased ! im really excited marinig siya later pag finish ko nung ep na eon. BY THIS TIME EP 12 KA NA NOH?? HOPEFULLY EHE EHE and yes justice para sa mga nababastos >:( daming cases here in our school last f2f tbh. ewan like kadalasan, based on my experience, sinisisi nila sa pananamit ng mga babae 👁️👄👁️ i watched a video/show wherein a boy got caught sexualizing ung kaklase niyang girl tas he defended himself by saying na ang ikli ng skirt ni ate girl but thats literally their uniform , scary honestly

pati ify sa ipis, idk why but im more scared sa ipis than mga daga kc naman ang ipis parang gagamba, bigla biglaan na lang mawawala :"> AH SO UN NGA DI AKO NAKAPUYAT AHHAHAHAHAHAHAH PERO WANT KO NA ULE 😭 anong oras ka natulog?

i just realized then, almost all my feedbacks (?) rants abt your works, may included back story ko HAHAHAH like sa obliviate, harry potter kemene. sa on the ride home, yung untog series q. tas dito sa drown -> ^^^ syempre sa checkmate di ako relate kc di pa naman aq pumapanaw Y^Y

btw how was your day? pag gising ko sa umaga dumeretso aq proj, sipag i2. advance happy eating for dinner !

HAPPY CHANNN DAYYY ,, ayos na daw kurtina nila di ko pa nakikita pero inayos daw ni chan 😌👌

- 👻

glad i came home to a whole ass diary entry today omg owo

6TH GRADE HELP ISNT THAT LIKE TOO YOUNG TO HAVE AMNESIA ;n; hala baka magfalse diagnosis ka sa gogol ha, tell your parents next time kung may ano. oh yeah, mas better talaga kung di mo naiintindihan yung lyrics? bc you don't have to think of the lyrics too. music stopped working as a lullaby for me when quarantine started so i resorted to yt vids. but i still go for music whenever my self-esteem is low. noise music really boosts it *u* exo-l ka pa ba now? or you didn't stan? sinu-sino nga pala stinastan mo omg?

dude my story started in g2 when i heard fire by 2ne1 on the MIT top 20 of myx. i was quite a casual kpop fan up until late g10 when i started memorizing members (which i didn't do bc i was really just in it for the music not the groups).

HAJSHJAH truly tho it's nice to have someone around :'( namimiss ko na rin yung time na may 'y/n' ako but it's been so long that i'm fine on my own na HAJHAJ JAE IS MY BIAS TOO BUT ANTAGONIZING HIM WAS FUN. t'was bc of this vid (around the 28:18 to 29:20 mark; literally the inspo for the whole fic). yep, lia's checkmate's mc! the part abt guiding sa skateboard happened to me irl HIHIH #kilig #reminiscing kakamiss f2f

yeah at 11pm. i think i posted it too late bc it's not doing too well notes wise but whatever, it's chan day. HAHAH glad you slept easily though! MY BIGGEST SANA ALL. i slept at 3 na kanina bc i was either too hot or too cold.

how long is the kdrama? also i'm really proud of seungmin for scoring that ost :'( go get it, vocal king. NAUR I DIDNT GET TO FINISH THE ANIME BC I WENT AND WATCHED BSD KDJSKLJ i'll try and finish it tonight (bc i was out the whole day + i might be writing later) i fucking hate men. icb i'm at the point where i'm torn abt having a bf bc i kinda want a man but they're disgusting as hell???? it's hard to find the good ones nowadays.

mga ipis kasi feeling butterfly jsdhjfh at least yung daga aware ka kung asan ;n; IM SCARED OF SPIDERS TOO JDSKFJ wag ka magpuyat l8r kasi monday pero eh depends pa rin sau

oo nga pansin ko din yung back stories but they're interesting to read naman so i don't mind !! SANA DI KA TALAGA MAKARELATE SA CHECKMATE JUSQ do not claim the negative energy from that fic

we went to my mom's office earlier bc she wasn't feeling great and she couldn't come home yet kasi nakabubble siya doon. we just go thome tapos yown diretso answer sa ask HAHAH magtstsaa palang aq mamaya pa ata dinner namin mga 7 pero yeah advance happy eating din sayo!

AND YES HAPPY CHAN DAY <333 lol narealize ko lang both my ults had sunday birthdays this year o.O and OO HAJSHJAH i watched the chan's vlog last night (partly the reason why napuyat ako) and inayos niya yung curtain sa bandang huli <//3 can't tease them anymore HMP

[istheresomebodywhocanimagine]

Thank you, love! Can I please have a double ship? I’m a fat bottomed girl who is a tomboy - I’m not into typical “girly” stuff and I love hanging around with boys discussing politics, sports (I’m a huge sports nerd), listening to metal. I love war movies and am interested in history (WWII especially) though I’m studying Journalism. I also don’t like wearing skirts or dresses or heels. I’m a loyal friend who will always be there to listen and help you. I’m very clumsy and often trip over my feet.

Sssssssshello fellow sports fan (i’m not even joking even though that sounds so nerdy) so what do u think about the kc royals i know they suck ass but like.... im so dedicated to my boys and i’ve seen them kick the yankees ass at yankee stadium (FUCK YOU JOE MAZZELLO)

ships r below the cut sjkdfjkds

For BoRhap, I ship you with Joe Mazzello!

For obvious reasons - I mean, a girl that’s into sports and is extremely loyal? Joey Mazz would bus a nutttt

Anyways, you’d probably meet Joe while doing some work as a sports journalist. Deciding against the box seat that you usually took during a Yankee’s game for focus reasons, you opted to sit down with the public in the stands, and you got seated next to Joe.

Joe was respectable enough for most of the game - once he got a bit loose on the juice, though, he had some mouthy tendencies, and every last word was directed angrily at the officials. 

At one point, he was so angry that you couldn’t hold in your laughter as you kept book, missing a tally for a ball but not caring too much as you stared in amazement at the fiery copper-headed man beside you. His double-black Yankees hat fell off of his head as he stood abruptly, and you took your boot-clad feet off of the seat in front of you as you leaned down to grab it for him. 

“Fucking terrible call! That was in the strike zone, that ump is full of shit,” he muttered as he sat back down in a huff, pausing before getting a curious look on his face and starting to search for his hat.

“Looking for this?” you asked, a teasing edge to your voice, and Joe’s attention snapped over to you, recognition immediately flooding his eyes as he smiled gratefully and took the hat.

“Thanks a ton, I just can’t stand those damn umps sometimes.” Looking down at the stat book on your tablet, he raised an eyebrow in inquiry before pulling his hat back on his head. “Keeping book for anything special?”

“I work for the New York Post. Sports columnist,” you explained, locking your screen to save battery after a strike was finally called and the fourth inning came to a close. Joe made a ‘not bad’ face, then gave you a grin.

“So, Yankees fan?”

“Uh, you know it,” you scoffed, nodding as you looked out to the field and smiled before making eye contact with him again. He had a kind gaze, you noted, and his smile was just as evident in his eyes as it was in his actual smile. “Wouldn’t miss a game for the world. Not even that exhibit on Governor’s right now.” You felt your stomach flipping a bit, Joe watching you very intently and almost intimidating you with how genuinely invested he was in what you had to say.

“The World War II one?” Joe inquired, and he chuckled when you made a positive noise in response. “I was in a show about WWII a couple years ago. Maybe you’ve heard of it? The Pacific?”

“That was you?” you gasped, involuntarily reaching out and grabbing his arm. Although the both of you registered it, you awkwardly decided not to say anything and just continued talking, Joe trying to mask his reaction at the tingly feeling your touch left on his arm. “Holy shit, I loved that show! I didn’t even recognize you.” Laughing, you let go of his arm and just paused for a moment, recalling how excited you’d been about that miniseries.

“Yeah, not my biggest claim to fame, but definitely up there. Still doesn’t get me recognized at baseball games, though. I got that more in the 90′s.”

“The 90′s - you must have been a baby!” you teased, in disbelief that he was any older than 25. There was no way he was anything but a toddler back in the 90′s.

“God, the closer I get to my 30s, the more that excites me,” he laughed, shaking his head. “Unfortunately, I was a little more than a baby back then. I was a whole, grown kid.”

“Grown kid - what a paradox,” you scoffed, giving him a gentle eye roll as a few people around you chuckled at something. “Alright, I’ll bite - in the 90′s, what were you in?”

“Would you believe me if I said some commercials and that was it?” Pursing your lips, you gave him an unmoved look and he chuckled, raising his hands in surrender. You were surprisingly adorable despite the currently deadpan expression. In fact, he was beginning to like all of your expressions, and all of your mannerisms. You were pretty laid-back for a woman of your age - like you were comfortable not putting up a front around him and men in general. “I was in Jurassic Park.”

“No way!” you gasped, thinking back to the movie and vaguely remembering a little boy around your age that had resembled him. “Oh my god, all I remember about it is that I wanted to be your friend... and I had an embarrassingly big crush on Jeff Goldblum.”

“Oh god, me too,” Joe agreed, waving a hand dismissively at the thought that anyone didn’t feel things for Jeff Goldblum.

Some faint laughter and shifting glances around you suddenly distracted you from your intense conversation with Joe, and you looked around for a moment before groaning and shielding your eyes at the jumbotron, trying not to laugh. “We’ve been called out.”

Joe looked at the large screen to see the both of you with a superimposed timer beneath you, dubbed the “Oblivious Cam.” You’d both been so invested in the conversation, they’d nearly been timing you for a minute by the time you realized. Waves of embarrassment washed over the two of you as you realized everyone in the stadium had watched what you had assumed was a mainly private interaction. Suddenly, the hand on the arm thing was mortifying.

“Well, at least we look good,” Joe offered, waving to the camera and shrugging before they kicked it off, going into the fifth inning. Joe was right, he did look damn good. And the fact that he thought you looked good too, despite your lack of commonplace women’s wear around a baseball game (see: tight-fitting unbuttoned jerseys, short shorts, heels, etc.). You’d shown out in some jeans and a ratty jersey you’d had since God knows when, with some combat boots to pull it all together. And he still thought you looked good.

He very much did. He thought you looked so good, in fact, that he took you out for drinks after the game. And then sitting down with the public became a regular occurrence for you - even though Joe wasn’t at every game, he showed up to far more games than he would have regularly, just so he could see you. But he’d never admit that, not even up to the day that he asked you out.

Which, of course, you’d been floored - men usually don’t ask out one of the boys. But you said yes, of course! And a couple months later, when he offered to fly you out to California to see the baseball movie he’d been working on about his brother, you jumped at the opportunity.

Mainly because it was an away time for Yankees.

Oops.

When you showed up on set with Joe, the cast immediately welcomed you as one of their own, and you took up residence in the bleachers/near the fence, psyched to see what they were working on for the day and also stoked because you’d probably become an extra because of this appearance. Acting credits on top of journalism? Score.

Today was the day they were filming Pat’s breakdown, and you were excited to see just how riled up Joe could get as you leaned against the admittedly searing-hot chain-link fence. Between takes, Toby, who’d taken quickly to befriending you, came over in all his English glory to visit with you about the upcoming shots.

“You ready to see Spaz Mazz?” he joked, making you laugh at the corny nickname as you nodded, letting go of the chain-link for a moment.

“Absolutely. I’ve seen Joe at baseball games, so can’t wait to see who he absolutely rails today.”

“Well, it’s your lucky day, because it’s me,” Toby chuckled, fixing his hat as Joe caught sight of the two of you, smiling and waving before going back to whatever directorial duties he was working on. Waving back, Toby sighed melodramatically before turning to you. “He yells at quite a few of us, but in the table-read, he really let me have it in this scene. The struggles of being the fun one,” he lamented, making you roll your eyes and wish him good luck as Joe called for the next shot to start.

And in a few moments, you saw exactly what Toby meant. Well, not saw. You just got to listen as Joe absolutely went off on Manny’s character in the dugout, a gleeful laugh leaving your lips as you heard him threaten to shove a bat up Zapata’s ass, then yelling at Palacco for shitting away his talent. After the more emotional part, you burst out laughing when a sudden, “Oh, shut the fuck up, Zapata!” rang in your ears.

Covering your mouth quickly, you resorted to just grinning while you listened to them methodically reconstruct the scene over and over, taking several shots in the mid-afternoon heat before deciding to call it since the lighting was waning, not providing for the right time of day for the shot that was slotted next.

Joe was one of the last to finally filter off the field, finding you immediately and giving you a mildly-tired grin as he wrapped his arm around you, walking off towards the parking lot with you. 

“Toby said Seb’s in town and wants to meet up for dinner with Chace and us. You hungry?”

“Starving,” you affirmed, leaning against him a bit as you climbed up the hill. “That was an... interesting performance. You sound a little hoarse.”

“Yelling all day can wear a guy out,” he agreed with a small chuckle, pulling out his keys to his rental and stopping in front of the car to just stand with you for a moment. The eye-black on his cheeks was smeared from sweat, his hair a mess, and you could definitely tell he was slouching a bit, tired from the day’s proceedings.

But he still was smiling down at you, and you couldn’t help but smile back before leaning up and wrapping your arms around his neck, pulling him into an affectionate kiss, which he eagerly reciprocated. 

His arms wrapped around your waist, hands resting dangerously low on your back, but not enough to raise alarms, and you grinned against his lips before pressing a gentle peck to the lower one, murmuring just loud enough for him to hear.

“I like the baseball pants look on you.”

A throaty chuckle escaped his mouth and he gave you one last kiss before wrapping an arm around your waist and ushering you to the passenger seat, letting you open the door and start climbing in yourself before he swiftly reached out and pinched your ass, closing the door for you with an innocent grin on his face when you shot him a warning look.

“Couldn’t help myself,” he defended when he climbed into the driver’s seat after a few moments. “You brought up butts and you know yours is my favorite butt.”

“I’m glad,” you laughed, shaking your head as you watched him start the car, sucking your lower lip into your mouth for a moment before grinning mischievously. “But I wasn’t talking about your butt, though that was nice too.”

Joe’s eyes lit up at your statement, a light flush filling his cheeks as he wrestled with what you’d just suggestively implied. Looking over to you, his jack went slightly slack, and all he could manage was a soft “Oh.”

“Smooth, babe. Real smooth.”

“You caught me off guard, come on!”

And for Queen, I ship you with Brian May!

We all know that Brian struggled with being raised as a rather womanly boy, so your more masculine personality equals out beautifully with his feminine tendencies. In categories where he lacks a masculine touch, you make up for that absence, and when you have issues with a feminine touch, he’s right there to help you along.

Synergy!

Plus, heart eye emoji at the fact that you’re a fat-bottomed girl.

Anyways, I think you and Brian would be lifelong friends. The tall ol’ softie never would have survived high school without his loyal best friend, you, to guide him through that emotional rollercoaster.

But I really don’t think you’d have a crush on him at first. I think he’d be absolutely smitten with you from the get-go - you were his rock, the only person to ground him when he got too high-strung. But because of his tendencies to be high-strung and eternally confused, you never saw him as more than a close friend.

That is, until one night that you were hanging out with him and the boys, and Roger had you caught up in a particularly in-depth conversation about Black Sabbath’s eponymous album that had been released recently. 

Roger was your go-to for anything metal related, which made Brian only slightly jealous as he watched the two of you intensely discuss whether you appreciated the blues notes that they brought to some of the songs on the album. 

“I think The Wizard is the most genius one out of all of them!” Roger gushed, and you nodded in agreement as you listened to him start to ramble on about how much he loved the song. Always the listener, you only let your eyes roam for a brief moment, pausing when you saw Brian just past Roger’s scruffy golden-brown hair.

When he caught your eye, he sent you a small smile and a brief eye roll about Roger’s rants that made you grin, and you quickly looked back to Roger as he summarized his opinion, finally. “I agree, but what about N.I.B? You can’t tell me that it isn’t up there on the quality list.”

When Roger began to dissent against your opinion, you quickly excused yourself to go grab another drink and left him to simmer, instead making your way to the kitchen and pouring yourself the rest of the whiskey as Brian entered.

“Sounds like you guys had some really important stuff to discuss,” Brian observed as he pouted slightly at the empty whiskey bottle, instead fetching himself a beer.

“I love Roger, but he could talk my ear off if I didn’t learn when to say no.” Chuckling, your lanky friend joined you at your side and leaned back against the counter, opening his beer while you took a sip of the whiskey in your cup. He watched as your nose just barely wrinkled compared to the way that his scrunched up after every sip of straight bourbon, and admiration quickly overtook his features, not able to slip away fast enough when you looked up at him.

“What?” you laughed, cocking your head a bit when he smiled at you oddly, sitting his beer on the counter. “I know I left my flat in a hurry, but do I really look that rough today?”

“No, no,” he stammered, laughing nervously as he looked forward to observe your friends out in the living room. His heart was racing, and he feared that you could hear it from that close as he swallowed hard, speaking again. “Far from it.”

That brought a slight blush to your cheeks, and you looked forward as well, your brain racing a million miles a minute as you tried to calm down. Brian usually never made you this flustered, so it was confusing to you that such a simple comment could spike your heart rate so easily. What happened?

Looking over to him again, you desperately tried to work out what was different about Brian now versus every other time he’d made an offhanded flirtatious comment all throughout your childhood. He was still looking at the living room, his eyes brimming with something unreadable, and you realized how much he’d grown from the spindly little straight-haired preppy boy you’d grown up with. 

Now he was even taller in multiple ways - of course, his height had shot up, but he also held himself in a more confident way too. He was unafraid for the most part, far from the nervous wreck you’d spent hours upon hours convincing to go do hoodrat shit with you. 

He was so sure of things now. Even if he had momentary doubts, he’d never been focused on something more than he was with the band. 

And, it did help that he was absolutely beautiful now. He’d began growing out his hair, and the curls that were on constant display were fascinating, jet-black and shiny and tempting to touch. His aquiline nose and toothy smile only added to the charm, all of it wrapped together by the warm hazel eyes that were always watching you, like right now, and suddenly you realized you were both staring at each other a moment too late as Roger came in, looking between the two of you.

Deciding against the obvious question, he instead raised an eyebrow and looked over to the empty whiskey bottle to your right, scowling. “Who did it?”

Thoroughly flustered and distracted, you took a moment to realize that Brian was pointing directly to you, and with an astonished cry, you smacked his hand away, cursing him as he laughed at you.

And from there, a slow burn of a friends-to-lover flame was alight. And I mean slow, as in not reaching culmination until 1973 or 1974, when they were really starting to make it big-time. After all, this was a ‘one of the boys’ relationship you’d had going on previously, so navigating from that to accepting your attraction to Brian and his requited attraction to you was difficult.

You’d never realized how much you really wanted to be more than just his friend until he was off on the Queen II tour and you’d gotten a call from Roger telling you that they were heading back suddenly, due to Brian’s rapidly declining health. And in those hours between that call and their arrival in London, you’d never felt more afraid. 

Suddenly, you knew exactly what it was like to be on Brian’s side of things, so you rushed to the hospital to see him.

He was yellow, so off-color, and he looked so weak when you saw him that you almost started crying when he managed a smile at your appearance. 

“Jesus, Brian, you’ve caught your death,” you muttered as you stood there next to his bed, knowing you couldn’t really touch him - that was the worst part. Now, more than ever, you wanted to hug him. But the risk of transfer was daunting, and you didn’t know if it was aggressive enough to be transmitted even by an embrace.

“Feels like it,” he laughed, his voice softer than ever before, and you frowned as you decided holding his hand was enough, taking the yellowing fingers between yours and lacing your hand with his, squeezing it gently when he gave you another soft smile. “Glad you’re here.”

“Wish we were anywhere but here, honestly,” you replied gently, on the verge of tears at the sight of your best friend so weak. “Do you need anything? Water? Food? A book?”

“Oh, shut up,” he mumbled at your fussing, a small laugh leaving his lips as he closed his eyes. “All I need right now is you. Thank you.”

“Never in my life would I expect to be thanked for hanging around and annoying the daylights out of you. Don’t you get tired of me, May?” you teased softly, trying to ease up the atmosphere as his thumb traveled over your knuckles slowly, the calloused, scratchy pad of this thumb leaving small white marks on your skin where it irritated you.

“Never,” he croaked out, so quiet you almost missed it, but a blush spread on your cheeks as you realized what needed to be said. It was now or never, and honestly, Brian was never going to have the balls to say it. That, unfortunately, was your department.

“Good. Because unfortunately, I really think you’re stuck with me for good now.”

“What?” he asked, not fully understanding what you were propositioning, although there was a hint of hope in his eyes as he opened them slowly, looking over at you. 

“I think it’s about time we went on a proper date. You and me.” You gave him a sly smile, seeing a shallow fluttering of his chest as he reckoned with what you’d just said. 

“Right now?” he whined softly, looking around at the room and sighing. “You really picked the worst time to decide that you fancied me back.”

“Oh, shut up.” It was your turn to send him an annoyed look as you stood up, giving his hand one last squeeze before heading towards the door, stopping right before you got there and looking back at him. “Anything you want me to smuggle up from the cafeteria for our date?”

He watched you for an exceedingly long time, staying completely silent and just admiring you before finally swallowing dryly and laughing a bit. “I wish I could kiss you right now.”

“I don’t think that’s on the menu down there, sorry, lovie.” He rolled his eyes at your attempt at teasing, and closed his eyes as you grinned to yourself, practically floating down the hallway on pure love.

[faunusrights]

OFFAL HUNT REMASTER LIVEBLOG // CHAPTER 2

i was gonna put 2/?? but honestly the concept frightens me too much

i’ve JUST come back from a christmas meal with my family so i’m both tipsy AND tired and now im nearly 23 i’ve become the person who doesn’t mind the chitchat after a meal. my nephews and niece feel so betrayed. anyway that means im one Sleepy Bitch so lets get this show on the road before i pass ouzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

so, context: we’re back in the emerald forest aka weiss schnee’s favourite tinder location (and not the fun kind)! so w/o further ado...

Theory swam through Glynda's head, old aches lingering in her sinew and bone, but years at Beacon had dulled her, made her react instead of preempt.

god this line was VERY good the first time around so seeing it again is like Ah Yes i remember this Good Good content. i really like how glynda gets painted in this bit; canon (murphy? mentioning CANON? in WHICH timeline???) really did glynda poorly and i’d love to have had just.... MORE of her in general. luckily offal hunt is like if someone made a fifteen-tier glynda goodwitch wedding cake and then planted your face, neck, and shoulders into it.

Any Grimm that crossed her path made a fatal error. She was not afraid, not disgusted, not invested—but ruthless, always ruthless.

i can’t... SAY anything w/o giving away spoilers but that said... i should make a spoiler version of these liveblogs because HONESTLY... instead i will merely do this for now:

👈😎👈

moving SWIFTLY on because!

She was starting to remember how to pick the different bird species of the forest apart by their pitch alone when far away, a twig snapped under the foot of an animal. Glynda considered it for a moment, but the rustling that followed wasn’t big enough for concern. At least her instincts were coming back quickly.

so this passage was the same for v1 offal hunt and even though im pretty sure nothing... comes of it? my brain is always like ‘!!! ITS CHEVOKS GUN W H O D I D T H A T’ and i FEEL LIKE... IVE MISSED SMTHNG? THIS MUST BE IMPORTANT...

but im pretty sure it isnt. thanks brain.

at this point im grabbing another cider because why be tipsy when we can try and get drunk!!! but its only 4.0% so... yeah. anyway. kiwi and lime time.

Before, it was something of a joke between them. Now it only served to remind her that she wasn’t where she was supposed to be.

god this fic really went from ‘glynda’s a bit of a hard-ass (who cares rly)’ to ‘AAAAAAA GLYNDA JUST WANTS 2 BE AT HOME...’ and it SUCKS!!!! I DIDNT NEED THIS PROGRESSION BECAUSE NOW IM SAD!!!!!!!!!

Some would probably call her reckless. Her own students would probably look at their notes and frown. Glynda didn’t care.

honestly i need to get writing my tired-teacher-glynda au which is, basically, canon, because i enjoy the interaction of ‘mx goodwitch thats against the ru-’ ‘gotta know the rules to break em. and i WROTE EM.’

Glynda pushed them in until her knuckles pressed into the greasy, knotted fur, easy as pushing a sewing needle through cloth.

another line that i ADORE if only because i can really feel this one in my own hands super viscerally? like... i KNOW that feeling... and i can picture it so well my arms almost tense up sdfjhgsfd its SO GOOD...

The dissolving corpse smelled like rot, mildew, like dark corners of damp rooms. It smelled like smoke beneath it all, a faint sourness biting at her nose like the final protest of a dying campfire.

firstly: i love the description of this because these are smells we’re also generally familiar with, and it honestly makes yr nose wrinkle

secondly: 👈😎👈

if i could bold an emoji? i would have done it then.

Even within the safety of human settlements, the night brought out terrors.

HERE WE G O oOO O

im not gonna copy the whole thing abt emerald and mercury but i LOVE these two tiny idiots tbh... i mean the first introduction is so sly yet lethal sounding and its just. yeeeeeeeeeeeeees. this fic is gonna be FULL of good content for them and im so ready to relive it all again.

Emerald met Cinder halfway, leaving the warm haze of the streetlight and becoming sharper without its glow. Keen-eyed and toothy, she fell into step beside Cinder, the exuberance ill-fitting for someone with such a crooked smile.

I LOVE EMERALD AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA shes SO good in this and honestly the cinder & merc & em dynamic in this is Top Tier and i just wanna rub it on my FACE

“Airships don’t leave much room for mistakes. The ground is surer. And anyway, Grimm are no trouble to me.”

👈👈👈😎👈👈👈

The patches of scales at her joints had been just barely visible then, but Cinder had known well what would have happened had she been left to grow into her fangs.

MY CROPS? WATERED. MY THESIS? WRITTEN UP FOR ME. MY HOPES AND DREAMS? RESTORED. THIS IS THE CONTENT THE PEOPLE DESERVE.

there’s a bunch of mentions of kinship in this section and im LIVING for it... im honestly thriving for softer, rounder cinder... im gonna whap her in my face like a pancake of my affections

HILL OF ROSES MASSACRE.

ive spotted the plot lads and if u havent been here before... h o o b o y

h    o      o bbb        o                               y

“I expect you to trust me,” Cinder snapped, turning from them, cutting the conversation short with a look devoid of warmth.

now this is a fun line, because i knew it’d changed somewhat, but not from what. entertainingly, this line in v1 was actually 

“I expect you to obey,” Cinder snapped, turning from them, cutting the conversation short with a look devoid of warmth.

/sips cider

don’t you love word choices

“[...] You are the only people I can’t lose once this begins.”

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM BOI 👈😎👈

“I’ll be in touch soon. When I can.”

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM-

OKAY SO THATS! chapter 2! and BOY. its relatively untouched from v1, but the things that HAVE changed are especially worthy of note... if this is your first time reading offal hunt, by the by, it’s probably worth your time to come back to these liveblog and spot my fingerguns. ull... ull see why. dw abt it. :)

anyway kc and diesel honestly RUINED my family dinner by making me have to WAIT TO COME HOME FOR IT which is Cruel and Unusual but also... aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAA-

[kickassfu]

Klaus and Caroline are heading out on a road trip on The Originals this week, finally fulfilling yet another much-loved fandom trope. What are your Klaroline road trip hopes and dreams? Share your favourite scenarios for #klarolinecountdown and keep the fun going by anonymously passing this on!

ok so i got back today, and i apparently have 3 of these messages lool yall are adorable

so taking aside the “canon”, which i have to do or else i won’t be able to give you an answer xD my dreamy road trip for both of them, would be them roaming the world together, klaus showing her new sights, caroline teaching him new things, both learning and growing together

[pleckthaniel]

sorry about the spelling errors in there ^ and also about taking so long with this - i had 2 zoom meetings to sit thru

anyway, so here’s what happened

be me, in my hometown for the weekend, meeting up with friends from high school. get a text from one of my best friends (K) that she’s going to a party that night at 10pm, and i can come along and bring a few other people.

some caveats: the party is hosted by her friend, who is housesitting at her sister’s very nice lake house. her friend has Trauma around drunk drivers and wants to make absolutely certain we have a designated driver who does not drink At All. and only like 10 people are going to be there at all. so it’s all supposed to be very chill and lowkey.

me, my roommate (the one im in love with) and my friend whose house im staying at (also my fwb) all load into my roommate’s car to go to this lake house. i don’t think my romantic entanglements are directly relevant to this story but i think it adds some flavor.

anyway. step one. we roll up and park. immediately my friend K comes out to tell us we should move the car because 1. the road is very narrow and my roommate’s car might get hit if it stays in the street, and 2. there’s a fire hydrant right next to where he parked.

so, he rolls his sedan into this weird bed of gravel near the house, and we go inside and don’t think about it anymore.

inside, K’s friend has a funnel.

now, last weekend i got Very Sick and also im supposed to possibly be getting brunch with one of my high school teachers in the morning, so i’m very conscious of staying within my limits. also, K’s friend’s sister has an EXTREMELY cute dog - an elderly pug/poodle mix - who loves to cuddle and ends up falling asleep literally in my arms, which prevents me from drinking too much. i take a reasonable amount of shots and mostly stick to drinking whiteclaws and do not use the funnel.

my roommate and my friend K both funnel multiple mike’s hard lemonades and then chug insane amounts of tequila and whiteclaw during the drinking games that follow.

so fast forward a few hours, it’s 1 am, K is vomiting like crazy, and my fwb wants to Go The Fuck Home because poor man is sober through all of this. like i was making everyone uncomfortable by calling the queen a crusty old bitch and being disrespectful about 9/11. and of the drunk people present, i was one of the most restrained and relaxed and sober. so. he is very understandable in wanting to leave.

anyway. as soon as he pulls out of that gravel lot, the car starts making Weird Noises. my roommate insists that this is actually totally normal (reasonable, it is a 10 year old car after all) and that the roads in this part of KC just suck (not completely untrue, but also he’s just being a bitch because he grew up in the rich neighborhoods). However, once we get onto the highway the noise gets loud enough that we all have to scream to hear each other, so clearly Something is wrong.

finally, my fwb pulls the car over one exit before the one that goes to his apartment, so we’re technically off the highway but still on the ramp where people go 50 mph, and we get out to look at the wheel and the tire is just

Fucking Shredded

like literally torn to PIECES bad

i call my fwb’s roommate to ask him to come help, since fwb is th eonly sober one and it is now

Two

Thirty

In

The

Morning

and me and fwb are both kind of in the mindset of, we’ll just wait for his roommate to show up and help us, but MY roommate is drunk and hasn’t really processed the information that i made that phone call and so he goes into an insanely intense crisis mode and starts trying to fix the wheel Right There Himself on the Side of the Fucking Highway in pitch darkness, so then we have to go help him by holding a flashlight and looking out for cars respectively.

anyway, eventually my fwb’s roommate (who is also my ex and my drug dealer, again not directly relevant but kind of fun) shows up and helps finish putting on the spare, and we’re able to leave.

i opt to ride back to the apartment with my ex/drug dealer friend instead of with fwb and roommate, and we are recruited to stop at a gas station for snacks since everyone is very hungry, especially my roommate who DIDN’T EAT LUNCH OR DINNER THAT DAY.

be me. rolling up to the apartment after picking up a shitton of snacks at the gas station. walk immediately into my roommate’s back because he apparently made it TWO STEPS inside the door before he grabbed a trash can and started vomiting.

anyway i end up sleeping on the couch along with fwb to monitor my roommate’s breathing in the night, and by the way this couch is fucking broken so it absolutely ruins my neck. the three of us wake up around noon, take the car to firestone to get the tire replaced, wait a Full Human Hour in the drive thru line at panera to get lunch (which was the 7th layer of hell btw), and then my roommate vomits again immediately as soon as we get back to the apartment anyway.

it is decided that i am going to drive the 2.5 hour trip back home, and we end up leaving town around 5 pm (original plan was to leave around 1) after visiting both of my roommate’s parents’ houses and him vomiting several more times. he then vomits 3 times (!!) on the ride home, we are approaching 24 hours since he started drinking and significantly more since he last ate. this entire time im being incredibly obnoxious about trying to get him to eat something and drink some water (or any of a variety of remedial teas and juices i keep grabbing at gas stations to try to entice him into rehydrating) but only after he takes a nap in the car does he start to feel even remotely better.

anyway, we lived and made it home, somehow. i also forced my roommate to drink some pedialyte once we finally made it inside and then we both went to bed early, so it’s better now. also my friend K lived and even made it into work the next morning, it’s literally just my roommate who got That fucked up for some reason.

Would you guys like to heat about ny crazy fucking weekend of misadventures

[speaklovefreekc]

Some people wouldn't be in the spot light without drama... so they have been placed in positions where they have to have drama to stay in the spotlight... And those of us that are ride or die gonna only allow you to try to kill us (not necessarily physically, but in spirit, deed, or whatever) before we gonna remove that loyalty because we never allow it to be our slavery... .... I totally agree... then people call you the bad person when you get sick and tired of people trying you and being on bullshit... ・・・ I had to post this because #neneleakes just explained perfectly what I've felt. For those who wonder why I've reacted the way I have reacted this season. Im extremely loyal but for the last couple years I've kept my mouth closed while I was getting dragged on & off camera. So this year I was just done. At the end of the day we should respect girl codes but that means when the friendship is done you don't say anything about each other. Not just I don't say anything about you while you blast the hell out of me all the time. Please remember you guys only get bits & pieces of what you get to see on the show, Nene has been privy to info that y'all don't know so her perspective is a lot more clear on this situation. Isn't it funny to hear Nene & I on the same page. #JesusFixedIt 😉😇 😉Enjoy Life, Live Speaking Freedom Daily... 🙏 Blessings and Peace 👑 Goddess Queen Supreme... Potential unlimited and extremely fun... Musical Genius😍😜😘 Kisses 💋Are you ready... 💋 Heaven Sent ☆ KC The Vessel 💝💎💸💪👀👂🔭🔮 🎭🎶🌏🌎🌍🏆🚀🚁♐💯💫 🎦🎧🎤📺��📝🔥 🎁🏅✔ Real only... 📰 📚 💭 🎰 2016~17 L♡ve M♡vements! Always Better! #PowerisMoney #GrowwithME #EarthAngelKC #AchievingHumbly #RealLifeGoals #YesYupYeah #MusicandPrayerEvolvedME #GracedtobeGreat #SpeakingFreedomLife #GoodHeadGroupPsych #ILoveforaLiving #Love1617Purpose #TopLoveGangGeneral #NoReallyRealL♡ve #LoveDealsPromotions #AlwaysBelieveL♡ve #GotFlavor #SpeakingFreedomPublishing17 #SpeakingLoveGangFreedom #longoldmoneymindsetandpockets #WritingismyFreedom #GottaBeYourPurpose I'm all in... 🤓🙏🗝💫📿🏅🕹☥#rare1177

[visionthefox]

Sams Earth

I guess is a rant? but im getting a bit bothered? with how Earth fans act like we, those who dont like her, just hate woman? or any famale character? and,ok, yes! yes yes! SOME people are way too rude, way too hatefull over an OC in a RP channel.. some need to calm tf down.. but putting everyone in the same bag is tiring me..why I dont like her? short: -bad way to introduce your new character- not natural- unlike the last 2. -her way to be showed was -for some cute- funny- yet soon annoying as she being unable to read the room was not fun to see..specially with KC. -she did NOT asked how the others felt about being caller brothers by a complete stanger. by that point. -This is personal - very personal - but she cannot be "the person with emotional intelligence/ready and prepared to give therapy" at the same time that she is not able to understand the actions of others, nor read the room still .

(Like someone who dreams of being a therapist? It's very very VERY bad. In fact - it's a rule! that therapists CANNOT do the job for the family. The family bond creates a preconception on both sides that nullifies the effectiveness of the therapy)

yet the fans act like we all just hate her just to hate her, and "no one else got this level of hate!" sorry? BM wasnt liked until he showed to be a chaotic evil one and even so. I BET there's ppl who dont like him. The dislike ppl felt was different.. one friend of mine did find her annoying, yet also found her to be stone in the way for Sun's development! but we both can agree on something. we dont hate her because she is a famale character. We dislike her early use. rn she is ok.in my eyes. I dont hate her- I get her character- I just never liked how she acted at SOME moments. pushy. is the words I give her. pushy. and once again. she can be a male for all I care- KC is also on my list as "wasted potential".old Moon is the "idiot" - New Moon? is also staring to be disliked.. so is not her "gender" is her use.she had fans WISHING for her- she was taken with love even with how terrible her fist intro was..(stolen models are NOT ok to use!) idk I felt like saying this out loud im getting a bit annoyed with some fans. but I guess is how we word ourself that can trigger her fans.. so I guess is 50-50. idk, can yall tell me if Im actually wrong here?