#like they werent MY manager so its fine

[pawbeanies]

being called "cute" by someone in like. a higher up/management position and kicking my legs all silly like

[timelord-of-the-moon]

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[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[administer-distractions]

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[woolydemon]

dude I'm fine I don't know whats with the big deal people make about not sleeping for 3 days straight lol (shaking, trembling, can't breathe smoothly, at risk of passing out at any moment now, oh no)

[whimsickool]

RATING THE ENTITIES ON HOW FUN THEY'D BE AT MONOPOLY:

1.  The Flesh - 1/10, wont stop trying to use severed body parts as its player token, houses, and hotels. This would be fine if they werent so fresh and thus staining the board. Brought meatloaf and refused to specify what meat was actually involved. We agreed to order pizza instead.

2. The Desolation - 4/10, is a sore loser and barely wants to play as intended. It mostly keeps trying to flip the damn board and when finally realizing its temper tantrum won't work, they just give all their assets to one player to tilt the game unfavorably like a dick.

3. The Lonely - 5/10, didn't show up on time, didn't play, and mostly sat on the couch for all of game night watching reruns of Golden Girls. This is due to the lonely feeling one gets when realizing you'll never have friends like The Golden Girls. They still get a point for watching though.

4. The Dark - 2/10, at first they just kept flipping off the lights which made it hard to play but when The Desolation suggested candles (the only helpful thing they did all evening) The Dark responded by leaking dark water all over which got the money and chance/community cards wet.

5. The Spiral - 6/10, just enjoyed going around and around and around on the board, sorta played? Mostly lied about how much money they had or owed or what chance/community card they pulled. This was because, "math is for losers." Thus, they did whatever they could to quickly get back to going around and around the board.

6. The Vast - 4/10, played the game, didnt perform any antics, but they kept pointing out their vast amount of wealth  after getting hotels on the first row. Points lost for being a prick.  I will say, from time to time, I would get the over whelming feeling that I was falling. This wasn't a large issue until it happened to The Spiral and suddenly no one can seem to find the bathroom in petty revenge.

7. The Slaughter - 0/10, killed the pizza man. This provided two major headaches: a deadbody to deal with and the pizza being ruined from being dropped. Luckily, The Flesh found use for the dead body. As for dinner, we resorted to just munching on the snacks. Also, its really uncomfortable being threatened whenever they happen to land on your property and owe you rent.

8. The Corruption - 3/10, always brings rotten snacks covered in mold. Uses live bugs for pieces which aside from being gross is just not effective cause they dont stay still. How can I recall that their property has three houses when the peices are crawling on my wall? I also just think it is common courtesy to shower before coming over to game night.

9. The Hunt - 8/10, overly competitive but focused on the game and largely helped wrangle the others. Did keep making references to Wolf of Wall Street though which got old quick. It is worth mentioning that they also talked alot about their various hunting trips and buddies which was fine at first until they started describing a recent hunt that I think may have been my coworker who went missing last week.

10. The Eye - 2/10, cheater. Fucking. Cheater. I didn't even know you could cheat that many ways in Monopoly. Also they brought the lead pipe from a Cluedo board as their game piece and kept giggling when I asked why. Further, it is rude to pressure a trade deal by use of blackmailing. Had a lengthy argument about how technically you dont have to draw from the top of the Chance and Community Chest pile

11. The Buried - 8/10, dirt everywhere and I can't be certain but I think they made my chairs smaller? Maybe it was the table? I felt far too close to everyone. I will say they did mostly play the game but you will feel buried beneath your debt after landing on their property which... now that i think about it.. why was their rent so high? That can't be right..

12. The Web - 7/10, much like insects spiders are NOT a suitable game piece. Didn't technically cheat but managed to get ridiculous trade deals from everyone, especially The Spiral. The Desolation gave all their assests to The Eye to screw over The Web but.. to be honest the game is still going and I.. is it possible to have a stalemate in monopoly?

13. The End - 9/10, played the game but kept saying we should up the stakes by having losers die. I explained that this was the sort of game where if it goes on long enough, death is actually the preferred alternative. They understood and got really quiet for awhile. I think they are to blame for why I'm up past my bedtime. I'm growing afraid they'll all still be playing by next week.

14. The Stranger - 6/10, tried to pretend they were my mom. I know they arent my mom. So they taunted me bu saying they were my dad. This was effective as I don't know my dad. Asshole move. Also, would not stop commenting how dry my skin looked. Other than that, yeah actually played the game!

15. The Extinction - 0/10, when it was finally time for everyone to leave we all learned why Extinction had not shown up. Bad news, the outside world has been nuked. The good news is that I don't think I have to pay rent anymore. Or go to work. Oh god. What do I do about groceries?

[iwanty0uu]

Heyyy how yall doin! Me? im just chillin thinkin about how onyankopon loves carribean girls

(im literally saying this because im jamaican but anyway)

N/N MEANS NICK NAME BTW!

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You whined your hips as your favorite song came on, touching your waist and breasts all while making eye contact with the tall darkskin boy through the crowd. Your best friend Mikasa always hosted the best parties, and always had the best playlists. Fever by Vybez Cartel rung through the speakers as you straightened yourself up and walked towards the figure across from you. You felt his dark lustful eyes burning through you and it turned you on but continued to ignore the the wetness and the butterflies in between your thighs.

You met the tall boy with a simple smile, well aware of how intimidating he looked while towering over you, but still managed to hold eye contact which caught his attention. He knew he looked intimidating, but it was always a nice surprise when a bold girl made the first move.He was practically eye fucking you. Your tight black dress held together by crisscross strings emphasized the curve in your torso ,while the dress flattered the mounds on your chest and made your ass nearly pour out of the bottom of your outfit. The red tattoo on your side barley showing but just enough to show the vine and hibiscus flowers which wrapped around to your lower back. Leaning over you to get a better view of your tattoo, he focused on your back dimples and couldnt help but smile to himself.

“Where u from pretty girl?” he questioned as he placed his drink down, leaning up against the wall behind him. Although the music blared, his deep voice felt like it penetrated every sound in the house, making his words clear, sharp, and only for your ears. You smiled as you flipped your hair over your shoulder revealing a gold chain in the shape of your homeland. “Born and raised” you replied as he smiled. “Ouu you Caribbean girls are dangerous, i hear yall cheat a lot, Im Ony by the way.” His smile was perfect, the pool in your underwear felt like it soaked through your short black dress, shiittt if he was thirsty you had a perfect beverage for him but i digress. “I’m y/n and you can come find out yourself, i meann i wont cheat unless you give me a reason too” ..your confidence could easily make a man’s dick wet,and if ony didnt have on them ksubi jeans the pre cum in his boxers would be visible.

“n/n you is a trip, can i call you n/n? imma call you n/n and if i hear anybody else calling you that imma kill them” he said as he faked a deadpan face. He was funny, he actually made you laugh, he was the first dude you met who wasnt the actual joke in your life. “boy bye everyone calls me that, you finna have a long ass hitlist then hun” you said as you rested your hand on your waist. He looked you up and down again and laughed “stop eye fucking me” you said cockily. Now to be fair, you were doing it first, thats why he stared back at you while you were dancing, and you did want to get to know him more. So, you grabbed his hand, as walked backwards slowly through the crowd. You knew you looked good and fucked good so your confidence was on one hundred tonight

“Hey, lets go back to my place and get to know eachother more..I mean you look all lonely standing here in the corner by yourself sooo we can def be friends” you couldnt resist his ass, and its obvious that he was feelin you too, but you wanted to get to know him more for real, i mean its not like fuckin him till your jaw locked didnt cross your mind once or twice but your intentions werent JUST to use him for his body, sexual thoughts are part of human nature and you just so happened to have some about the fine black man in the room! honest! He did look like he could be some good entertainment for however long he planned on staying in your life, there’s nothing wrong with a boy toy or two.. “Ony baby do you got a girl? i dont wanna be playin in nobody face looking dumb now..” You aren’t insecure, but everybody and they momma cheats in new york.. so theres nothing wrong with asking. “absolutely not..i gotta stay loyal to my girl” he said as he stopped you and gave you a twirl as he held your hand. hm, bold..

Turning back around while he opened the front door for you, it was already set in Onyankopon’s mind that you two would be more than friends..more than bestfriends at that, and he would know all about your favorite things, and your favorite parts. And if you were sure about one thing in your life, it would be that he would be yours by the end of the night, and he knew which set of girls did it the best. Walking off of the front lawn he opened the passenger door for you and quickly ran to the drivers side.

“manner-able too” you thought to yourself looking pleased. “So Ms.Y/n,” he said taking a sigh and turning the ac on low, causing the pine tree air freshener to dance around the rear-view mirror. “Who taught you how to whine like that? Im a visual learner by the way..” he said as he licked his lips and smiled, looking even finer in the low car light which illuminated his grills and nose piercing, rubbing his hands together showing his gold watch which sat pretty, almost as pretty as you on his wrist, accenting his thick veiny hands. Polished fingers looking so delicate and so clean, so glossy yet so rough. Everything about him was fine, and looked expensive.

His clean white shirt didnt have to be name brand to make his outfit hard.. damn was he good at existing, everything about him was so clean and polished. He is aesthetically pleasing to the eye which not a lot of people are. You couldnt stop looking at him in this lighting.. the low dim lights of the party didnt bring out all of his features as well as the car light did. Around his eyebrow rested a small but noticeable scar and a double slit eyebrow made his sharp features even more attractive.

“Lemme take a picture of your fine ass to make this view last longer” you said while grabbing your phone to snap a quick pic, quickly opening snap since their camera was the best. “i would send it to you but i dont have your number, here put it in” he laughed at your demand for his number. “You want me to drop you home? and you still aint answer my question mama” he added on determined.

“I’ll answer it when i get home, its still early so you can come up with me till youre ready to leave, but until then..” you said as you pulled him close and pecked him on his lips, “whats your favorite color?”

Boy are you in for the RIDE of your life..

guysss i hope you enjoyed this i feel like im getting back in the groove with this writing thing this was also long as fuck😭 so please give me any tips and tell me if you liked it! Big up my carribean people and give me some scenario ideas!😋~ ℒℯ𝓁ℯ<3

[sanajeh1909]

The Spy and the Spouse

Pairing : Chamber x F!Reader Word Count : 2139 Warnings : Flirting, Romantic Tension, Spying/Action (only mentions of it), Jealousy, Unrequited Love (at the end on Chamber's part), Emotional Themes. POV : 3rd Person Part 1 - Part 2 - Part3 A/N : Sorry for my poor English, its not my native language. Chamber can be a bit OOC. Gif doesnt belong to me. Please do tell if there is any mistakes or off talks/writings on the scenario.Yellow is for Chamber, Pink is for Reader. I hope you enjoy it.

There was knock on Chamber's office door. Hearing the knock on the door, he sighs and turns to open it, looking at the person knocking. Yes?

She gives him a charming smirk and speaks like velvet. Beinvenue, Fabron. She hands him the mission brief. A mission, but no bloodshed and war this time. An undercover mission. It was written in the brief that Y/N and Vincent were chosen for the mission. They had to pose as a married couple and attend a meeting with businessmen and their spouses.

He looks at the mission brief for a moment, the smirk he had vanishing completely, then looks towards her. He was surprised at the choice of partners they gave. He had'nt expected Protocol to be so nonchalant about them posing as a married couple.

He lets out a long sigh and looks over the mission brief again. He looks at her from top to bottom, clearly analyzing if you'd be capable of carrying out this mission. ...Well. You look good. No one could tell we're actually not dating, right?

Since both of us are seen as suitable for this mission, why not? She raises an eyebrow with the smug smirk on her face. She leans on the doorframe with her arms crossed.

This catches him off-guard. He raises an eyebrow, questioning whether she is confident enough for a mission as tricky as this one, or if she is simply arrogant. Its a fine-line, to be sure. He narrows his eyes slightly, clearly more intrigued by her.

He folds the mission brief dossier and gestures at his desk. If you are coming, sit down. We have plenty to discuss. She opens her hands, accepting that they really needed to discuss about the mission. She walks inside his office.

Chamber walks behind his desk and opens up a drawer, putting the mission brief in its place. He then sits, facing her with his elbows on the table. Now that both were closer, she saw a more professional look to him. His tie was neat, his shirt was crisp, and his manner was reserved. In a word? Competent.

He looks at her again, analyzing her further. He has less doubts in her now, but she was still a wildcard. He had better make sure she was up to the task for this mission. So, are you ready? She speaks confidently, almost playfully, yet its visible she is taking this mission seriously. I am. But we really need to prepare somethings before the mission, otherwise we will get caught easily like a rat.

He nods, his expression remaining neutral. There was something to admire about her attitude, but... They werent just going to be posing as a married couple. They were going to be posing as a happily married couple. He would have to figure out exactly how they would both act in marriage. Lets go over this and discuss, shall we? There are some things I'd like to clarify.

She gives him a small nod. She already knew how to act in front of all that people, the boundaries they will have without being too clingy, but she lets him have the word. Of course.

He leans in closer, his expression becoming a bit softer. When he spoke, it was in a calming, reassuring tone. He'd rather her not lose her composure before the mission even started. I want to be clear on this: you dont need to be lovey-dovey in this mission in front of these people. You need to be married in front of these people. Im sure you understand the difference.

Oooh~, my dear husband doesnt like clingy wife? She teases him and laughs heartily. Chamber laughs in spite of himself. He shakes his head, smiling in amusement. She managed to put him at ease, and he had to appreciate that. She didnt make him worry, she made him laugh.

She sighs as her laughter dies down, then she speaks with amusement in her tone and smirk on her face, but she was speaking with the weigh and seriousness of the mission. She knew what she was signing in. We have to figure out how we would act like a married couple, especially in this setting. I'd like to know how we should act around each other. Pretend we've been in a happy marriage for a while.

He leans back in thought, thinking about how a married couple would act. He had seen a lot of married couples, both good and bad. He takes more than a moment to think, though not as long as to actually make a decision. He looks at her with his eyes as stern as they were sharp. Confident and arrogant. Perfect.

She smirks with confidence. There must be someone who can carry him and herself, and she knew its no one except her. Is that a bad thing? We will have so much fun.

She smirks softly. Chamber smiles a little, looking at her for a few more moments before speaking. You... might make a good partner when all's said and done. Suits are required, ladies are to wear formal attire, gentlemen are to look their best and most respectable. You and I are in a high society marriage. We will be greeted first by a host, then taken through the room and introduced to people. You know the drill.

She chuckles heartily. We all know the format. Whats important is how will we pose as a married couple. We need to come up with a story and act like our characters as a married couple.

Chamber thinks once or twice before speaking, his face and manner becoming more professional. He nods his head. I know something we can use. Our partners arent the only businesspeople attending the dinner. There is a CEO, his wife and his daughter. He leans forward, lowering his voice a little as if it were some super-top-secret state matter. The CEO's daughter is single.

She raises an eyebrow, smirking at the information she just got from him. And? Are you trying to cheat on your dear wife?

He looks at her. It takes him a long while to speak, for he is trying not to smirk alongside her. No, this was not some sort of love comedy, it was a mission in disguise. Still, the playful banter was an interesting surprise.

He tries to maintain a straight face in the most "professional" manner he was capable of. His expression slowly turns into one of intrigue. Maybe the daughter is trying to steal me away from you, darling.

She didnt expect him to say something back, but she welcomed it. She smirks and leans back on her chair. I wont back down to protect my husband though. Im quite possesive.

He smirks in a subtle fashion, finding her more and more interesting. He liked the possessiveness she expressed. Her role was going to be more active in this mission than expected. He was starting to appreciate that. Now, if only he was capable of displaying affection to give her the right idea. Is that so? Who said you wouldnt be playing the loving wife, in that case? He laughs. He couldnt play it cold forever. He had to loosen up a bit.

He sits back, putting his hands behind his head and enjoying the banter a lot. She laughs heartily at the sight of him. We are getting far from the topic. Leave the sweet daughter of CEO aside, how will we act in the mission?

Chamber nods, returning to his serious demeanor. He understood the importance of this conversation. He takes a few more moments to think over what he wants to tell her before speaking. Alright, we'll be acting as newlyweds in this dinner. In the eyes of the other businesspoeple, you should look at me with adoring eyes. You are in love and cant keep your hands off of each other.

He rolls his eyes, almost as if he wanted to barf at the idea of the charade. Then, he looked at her with a sly smile. She rolls her eyes and puts a hand on her forehead dramatically. She speaks in dramatic tone as if she is on stage of Shakespeare's play. Clingy wife and reluctant husband? How dramatic.

He tilts his head to the side, enjoying how into character she was. He was enjoying this a lot more now that they both were really into it. She looked like a girl so in love, it was honestly charming. He had seen this expression enough in the face of a woman.

He sighs dramatically, as if he was a man who had to endure a clingy, needy wife. Are we really going to have to do this...?

She sighs heavily. We have to. We will go our own ways after this is over. She crosses her arms as her expression gets smug: raised eyebrow and a cocky smirk. I hope you dont expect something between us after that.

In the back of his mind, he hoped he could have a moment to breathe after this mission. To actually give a girl the kind of affection he couldnt just so easily turn off.

Of course, darling. This is just business, after all. He chuckles a little, trying not to laugh as the expression on her face looked downright funny. He leans back on his chair, smirking. Lets put on a good show, yes sweetheart?

She nods with the same smug expression. Of course, why are we there for if we dont put on a good show? Chamber grins at her, finally actually happy to have partnered with someone like her. Even if they both were going to act like a married couple, she still gave a hell of a good impression.

He looks around the room one more time before standing up and coming around the side of the desk. He leans on the desk as if sitting on the edge of it. He bends forward over the desk slightly, speaking with a low, soft voice that was still loud enough for her to hear. Lets practice.

He gives her a mischievious smile. In one swift move, he grabs her hand and gets her up on her feet, guiding her to him. He pulls her towards him, their faces dangerously close and he leans even closer, whispering in a tone so quiet she barely believe what was happening. He was a lot closer than he should, his breath ghosting over her skin. Well? Whats stopping you from giving me a kiss, my dear wife?

In front of him, she smirks at his move and she put her arms draping over his shoulders. Does my husband wants attention? She speaks like velvet, seductive and teasing. Her tone is quiet yet enough to make him feel something.

He leans forward, getting even closer. He takes a deep inhale, his eyes closing in pleasure. Slowly, and softly, he leans his head against her soft, smooth skin. He was taking that moment to enjoy, to savor every bit of it. His expression was that of pure satisfaction. It would be such a shame to make this a one-time thing. Dont you agree, beloved wife?

She slowly close her eyes as she closes the distance between them. Their lips touches and they share a tender, slow, short kiss. As the kiss stopped, he took one more small moment of her skin. To feel her warmth, her soft skin on his lips one more time.

When it ended, he breathed heavily and slowly, his face was a little flustered. So close, yet he had to stop himself, just barely. At his flustered state, she feels he wants more than what they shared. The same smirk returns to her face. I hope you wont be too attached to your "wife". Because everything will be over when the mission ends.

He finally speaks, his voice is a little hoarse. He was trying to control his feelings better, but she was something else. A part of him hoped she would feel the same. He only leaned back slightly, still close enough for her to touch. I'll do my best to manage.

I hope so. She chuckles almost seductively. She pulls herself away from him and walks towards the office door. Before she opens the door, she turns to him. Her smirk, her damn smirk on her face, she speaks with velvet-like tone. Dont screw this up.

Chamber watches her leave, clearly affected by the sight of her. He breathed quickly, his hands clasping his arms to stop himself from going after her. In one deep inhale, he got himself steady. He was going to enjoy this game.

Before she left, she heard a low whisper from his lips to her ears:

We will see about that, darling.

[strawberryseeded]

i wish we had gotten more of kugisaki nobara. i just watched dis vid and all my contained RAGE abt dis topic suddenly HIT ME LIKE A TRAIN GOD IM UPSET

ive talked like 32893882 times already (and its still NOT ENOUGH) abt how upset i was abt nobara's death cos she was such a good character, with so much potential!! i really REALLY liked her. she was funny, strong, confident and kind!!!! i loved her char design!! her cursed technique and weapon were cool as hell!!!!!!

and her (recently SOMEWHAT(?) confirmed(?)) death sucked so fucking much!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

she was just. fucking fridged. as much as it pains me to admit it. from a narrative standpoint, she died so yuuji would get upset and further develop his character & then move the plot along. even mahito admits that he wants her to die to make yuuji suffer. like yeah he also recognizes her a strong opponent (ofc. cos she is) but at the end of the day he wanted to kill her just to wreck yuuji. and he succeded.

nobara has no say on the way she dies. she's just.. slapped, kinda. its so sudden. its so... weird. not that she's accepting of it (we already know that she knows she can die at any moment and she's ready for it (cos she's a freak like the rest of the sorcerers lol)), but its weird bc its like its not a personal moment for her. yeah we get a flashback & her speech about how, even tho she always was a person who refused to let other people affect the way she is and decides to live, there still are people who, by being accepting of her, managed to gain a place in her heart... and she's happy for that. its rly beautiful.

but its the impact her death has on yuuji what the story really cares about here.

and like. thats fine! im not even saying killing nobara is a bad choice or that its bad if her death also developed yuuji's character. but the way it was done, its like her death only had that purpose. its a way too transparent device, that's what i dislike abt it. i dont mind being upset bc a character i love dies? i like feeling strong emotions when i engage emotionally with art/stories.

but i think she was killed off too soon. we didn't get to properly say goodbye to her. both her character arc and her death were rushed.

she could have been developed so much more! it feels like she was taken away way too soon in the story. i wanted her to fight sukuna along the others. i wanted her to use her cool technique to help yuuji nail sukuna's soul. i wanted to see just how much stronger she could get. i wanted her to finally meet saori. I WANTED HER TO HAVE A COOL EYE PATCH!!!!!!!!!!!

why is she barely mentioned after she dies??? she was one of the 3 main, dude, are u kidding me? yuuji's the only one who mentions her but he's almost afraid of talking about her. its like the whole world forgot about her!!!!! and what about maki?????? werent they girlfriends?

what is nobara's LEGACY? why did gege not make her death matter in the narrative? even if she (for whatever reason) came back(??) at the end, id still be rly mad & sad abt it cos i wanted to see her DO STUFF!! i wanted to see her kick some ass!!!! i wanted to see her grow!!!!! to open up with others!!!!! I WANTED TO SEE MORE OF HER. IM SO UPSET I WANT OUT

[soulandunconscious]

dead poets in efteling

a/n: first hc post yippieeee!! i know this is soo niche and there are about three people who understand this but its been in my head for weeks and it needs out. if you're unfamiliar, efteling is this really cool theme park in the netherlands with a kind of dark fantasy theme. i was there yesterday and if you saw someone eating shit at the baron 1898 that was UHHHH NOT ME GUYS

first of all, cameron is extremely stressed out about wasting time/money so he wants to be there the second the gates open. If they’re staying in a hotel or bosrijk, he’s insanely anal about getting the extra half hour but they never end up getting it bc half the guys are still asleep

they go with mr keating (who had to pester the board for months about why it’d be beneficial for their education) and thank god because every single one of the guys is directionally challenged. if it werent for him they’d criss cross through the park all day

keating makes them sit at the fabula restaurant for like 20 minutes so he can drink coffee and plan out their walking route. cameron nearly has an aneurysm

everyone but cameron is running around that restaurant like children

charlie is hogging the slide, meeks and pitts are at the climbing section, knox is locked in on feeling the textures and the game where you merge your face with a penguin. spends five minutes trying to type in his email

neil and todd are mainly walking around trying to see everything, until todd gets jumpscared by the jumping snake. from then on he’s staying 10 feet away from any kind of structure in this building

cameron is sitting at a table with keating trying to explode him with his mind. keating is unfazed

when they finally go on a ride they go on fata morgana first

pitts is so insanely in tune with the present and his inner child that he fully locks in during every dark ride. EVERYTHING GETS HIM during the fata morgana. the negative energy makes him so on edge that he screams at everything 

everyone else is fine for the entirety of the ride except for the dentist scene where they all go ‘eugghhh’ in unison

they go on the baron 1898 next and knox is like eughhh i dont know guys cuz hes fucking terrified of heights but he won't actually come out and say it. they manage to convince him to get on cuz he's extremely sensitive to peer pressure

meeks and pitts are constantly playing no one knows (efteling heads up) in the line (in every line tbh) but they can’t control their volume. they’re always screaming when they get an answer right and it stresses cameron out

charlie wants to play with them but he's horrible at it cuz he keeps asking subjective questions

when they get on the coaster, knox is already having heart palpitations from the sight of the witte wieven. he then sees 1. how insanely high it is and 2. how theres a whole crowd of people on the ground staring up at them. right when the cart tips a little over the edge and hangs there, charlie (in the most sincere voice) says 'omg i think my seatbelt is undone!' n knox fully faints for a second

they don't let him go on rollercoasters anymore after that. he mainly rides the train and waves at every passerby

they go on sirocco (teacups ride). keating has mostly been keeping a neutral face and sharing history/poetry tidbits so he can argue that they have, in fact, learned somethng here. but on sirocco this guy goes HAM

hes 1. really strong and 2. obsessed with this ride so he's spinning it like crazy. he's in there with meeks and pitts who are having a grand old time

neil and todd are in a boat together and todd has this really blank expression. neil is extremely worried he's getting motion sick so he's constantly like 'are you good? should i stop spinning it???' and todds like 'yeah im good :)'. neil does not believe him and refuses to keep spinning it

the people who ARE getting motion sick are cameron and charlie, who somehow ended up in a boat together. neither of them are willing to admit it so they're both turning green and staring at each other to see if one of them will cave

they both end up puking

they go on droomvlucht and decide to test out the virtual line. when they get the notification that they can get on cameron freaks the fuck out cuz hes scared they'll miss their slot even tho its fifteen minutes. hyperventilating all like 'WE HAVE TO GO NOW NOW NOW NOW NOW'

while they wait for their time slot they go to the volk van laaf

neil and todd and meeks and pitts both go on the monorail. theyre on the monorail when their slot opens so they look down and just see a tiny little cameron waving his arms and screaming 'WE NEED TO GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO'

todd runs over the second they're off the ride cuz he's stressed, but the rest REFUSE to be rushed

knox has found the loof and eerhuys and nearly jumps out of his skin when vader laaf starts moaning and moving his feet

charlie would think this is very funny and start calling him freaky laaf if he werent stuck at the stairs that make noise, spamming the steps

when they're actually on droomvlucht, neil is constantly talking about a midsummer nights dream. pointing and pogging like 'OMG ITS OBERON'

neil in general chronically talks through rides. todd's content to listen

meeks gets jumpscared by the troll at the end and still has a horrified expression at the photo op

fairytale forest!!!

charlie is obsessed with everything that's interactive, specifically the troll king and the parrot. makes it say all sort of horrific things

obviously he's pogging at the mermaid boobs

also will not stop thirsting over the wolf. he is FRONT ROW at an evening with wolf even though he doesn't understand a word

the interactive bit pitts likes is the gnome that opens the door and just like. mutters at everyone. he thinks it's the funniest shit EVER.

todd is LOCKED IN at the fairytale tree. looks up at keating with these huge eyes as if to say 'thats u'

meeks has figured out how the app works and how to make kniesoor say ur name. knox is convinced it's witchcraft and then BEGS steven to show him how it works

i actually don't believe kniesoor knows the name knox but who knows!

they go on the halve maen (swinging ship) and cameron, still traumatized from the sirocco endeavor that he insists on sitting in the middle

everyone else refuses and since keating doesn't want anyone to be alone, he sits next to cameron

what cameron didnt really consider is that since the movement in the middle is a lot more subtle, it's likely to make you even more sick

keating's looking at him the entire time and going 'are you okay?' meanwhile camerons there like ._.

in the tips, a screaming contest breaks out between the two halves. charlie and knox start it and everyone joins in. ppl gets tired and kinda stops putting any effort into it at some point. as a joke, at the very end when it slows down, charlie says ‘imagine someone just fully yawps right now’ and todd just. does it

knox is mortified. charlie gives todd five dollars for the effort

in the vliegende hollander all of them are kind of tired and the line is stressing them out. they don't fully understand what the ride even is so when the dark ride portion starts everyone is kind of tense. to diffuse tension, during the fog portion, meeks yells 'OMG CHARLIE PUT UR VAPE AWAY'

they eat at polles keuken and neil gets the magic water

charlie is inspired and gets it too. nearly knocks over a waiter with how excited he is

of course they go on symbolica after

oj punctuel is camerons spirit animal. everyone wakling through the opening steps and he's like yuo guys... poor oj...

charlie DEMANDS to sit in the front row so he can press the buttons

todd gets terrified at the whale/fabelvis part. he just doesnt like things that are underwater

when they see polle they're like omg that's our guy!!

at the end knox spends all his money in the gift shop

meeks buys those cards with seeds in them but refuses to ever plant them

pitts buys a raveleijn sword

charlie buys a stuffed animal of the wolf

cameron buys a magnet

todd buys the book of fairytales and buys keating a pen

neil buys a droomvlucht puzzle

i have a thousand more ideas but i feel like this post is already WAY long so if anyone is interested in a part two lmk x

[grilledcheese-aspiration]

a discussion idea! (long post)

my husband and i were chatting last night while cleaning up dinner; he pitched a fun idea that could be a great topic of discussion in the simblr community. maybe this should be a SQotD submission - IDK but: he asked how i feel about sims 2 expansion packs now compared to when they came out. initially, i said "yeh idk, i guess the same?" and that was that.

i put a more thought towards his question and realized, i do feel a bit differently about some of the EPs now compared to when they came out - all under the cut!

university: i was SO SO excited about it bc i didnt go away to college like my friends did so it was a way to vicariously-ish get the experience and a bonus was zombies! now tho? yea i still enjoy it even tho the dormies eventually start pissing me off bc theyre just so damn dumb lmao

nightlife: same level of excitement. i LOVE cities and i love vampires too. this scratched the "i need to go downtown chicago" itch when i couldnt from lack of transportation and safey being a v smol person afraid of the worst. i played all my sims in "downtown", specifically, 107 Custer Blvd. I made-over that lot dozens of times, it's seen dozens of different families and had a million different lifetimes. Nightlife still stands as my fave TS2 EP and 107 Custer - my all-time favorite lot to play.

open for business: initially, i had ZERO excitement over this pack. i personally, right out of high school basically, had NO interest in working myself (i didnt, i went to community college and got by ok w/ chore-money basically) so why the hell would i want to put my sims to work too?? i also didnt care for the music (i like it more now tho) as an Adult - i do enjoy this pack more than i ever did when i was a clueless near-20-yo. also, love the servos but i dont play w them nearly as much as i should being a bot fan and all. (i should fix that)

pets&seasons: i was pumped for these bc MORE IMMERSION AND REAL LIFE STUFF!!! also, weather and animals LOL. i still love these packs the same as i did when they initially released. just kinda wish plantsims werent annoying for me to play, i love them from afar tho! werewolves are neat but theyre also kind of a PITA to play.

bon voyage: EH i dont really go on vaca a lot myself, my sims dont either for the same reasons: money! im also still scarred from the one time i did send my sims on vaca and they got STUCK THERE!!! it broke all my shit and i had no way of fixing it bc i didnt know about MTS, MATY and etc to ask for help/guidance. RIP to that family lmao i hope theyre still having a nice time in the vaca-void theyre prob still floating around in! (note: ive never found bigfoot, some day i wish to!)

freetime: we all have hobbies right? it was all fine and good until the fire nation attacked i was being inundated with a ton of hobby spam, be it notifications, the hobby sims and the lots. it was a lot. its far more manageable now thanks to mods so i dont mind playing into hobbies. i do appreciate the return of the genie tho!

apartment life: ok, look. i thought this was super cool then but now, after living in apartments myself, i despise them and dont put my sims in them anymore either. i do love the witches tho, prob my fave aspect of this pack!

edit to add rankings: nightlife, seasons, pets, apartment life, uni, ofc, free time then bon voyage lmao

id be interested to hear/read you guys' comparison's to the different EPs we have for Sims 2 or any of the sims games tbh. id go over The Sims but i dont have all day lmao ill make a different post on that some time bc i always get in my feels over the OG.

[ghosttalksalot]

I low key stalked most your spideypool stuff cause chefs kiss*

Thoughts on hypermobile Peter Parker (cause self projecting) and Wade just going wtf. Or flare ups cause yummy angst and vulnerability

youre so sweet im glad you like my nonsense <3

i think the disabling aspects of mutations/powers are super interesting and as someone with hypermobility... lets do this

**ghost from the future: you said angst but i got fluffy on us. my bad. also i wrote more than i meant to, buckle in**

so peter, before the bite, wasnt abnormally flexible. sure, he was usually able to reach into weird places but nothing crazy. after the bite though, things got different. if a villian managed to get close enough to lay hands on him, sometimes theyd bend him trying to break him and it just... wouldnt happen, and their surprise was enough for him to get his comfortable fighting distance again.

and when he flips around midair its hard to tell when he bends a little odd or stretches in a way someones not supposed to, hes moving so fast and up so high.

here and there his shoulder pops out mid fight and onlookers are jaw-dropped horrified cover-the-childrens-eyes but he just clicks it right back in fast as he can and gets back to it. sure, its not comfortable, it goddamn hurts, but when you're superhero-ing you feel a whole lot worse, and its honestly lucky, he'd be incapacitated a lot more if it werent for all this

for deadpool, dislocations are not a super big deal, but for a very different reason. he knows theyll fix themselves. so when he first sees spideys joint decidedly not in the right place he definitely flips a bit. before he can offer to relocate it (he mostly kinda knows how by now) its back and spidey is back on the task at hand while wades still sorta processing for a sec. anyone else would definitely have needed help fixing that. he just files that away for later, have to finish up this thing theyre doing

then, you know, after theyve become more familiar and spidey comes over to wades apartment, sometimes wade is just completely caught off guard by the positions spidey manages to get comfortable in.

"you're just. fine? with your leg like that?"

"huh?"

its not even something of note to spidey tho, hes completely chill with it by now.

the first time peter crashes on wades couch, it's not ideal. he's just... exhausted. it feels like he's pulled just about everything he could have pulled in his bodies during tonights patrol, and he knew, he knew he shouldve stayed home tonight, but he didn't.

and wade can't quite figure out what about tonight is so bad. it's been nothing too out of the ordinary for any busy night, but he's half afraid he's going to have to carry spidey the rest of the way. (after he ends up agreeing to go to wades because it's closer) the way spideys moving is freaking him out.

wades wracking his brain as he opens up the (actually really comfortable) futon, trying to work out what was different about tonight. when spidey curls up on the futon he just groans and is breathing heavily, audible through the mask.

"is something... broken? did i miss that?"

spidey shakes his head. wade looks over him again, no blood or visible wounds. wade goes off to get him a small variety of options- tshirt, hoodie, sweatpants, shorts, whatever he can find to make sure spidey can pick something comfortable for himself. he leaves them on the coffee table for when spidey can move.

"painkillers? ....alcohol?"

"no, wade, just... nothing. nothing is going to help"

it looks like spidey can hardly move as he sits up to eye the clothing pile, and wade might be more concerned before.

peter can hardly think straight and just hopes he doesn't feel stuck on this stupid couch-bed for the next week. when wade gives him privacy to change he has to call him back to ask for help getting the damn hoodie over his head, like this isn't bad enough and he wants to explode.

when peter wakes up hes got a blanket thrown over him and wade is burning pancakes as quietly as wade is capable of doing anything. he still can hardly move without feeling the searing pain but his head feels a little clearer.

when wade notices hes awake and brings over a small plate, he speaks lower than usual, as if talking too loud would hurt peter, and it's endearing. peter rolls up his mask and feeds himself slowly, to try to not make his shoulders feel worse. he tries to explain himself, but it comes out clunky

there are better days and worse days, if he bends more than usual it might hurt more than usual. certain things that would hurt others dont hurt but sometimes everything hurts more than he can explain.

wade silently wonders if spideys multi-day absences wers due to this, and makes a note to do research. he wants to be able to help spidey out.

the next few times peter pushes it and ends up on wades couch, flaring up and having made it worse, wade is more prepared each time. at first peter is confused, and wonders how adaptive wade really is, but when he hears wade muttering symptoms and potential solutions under his breath, he realizes wades learning. for him.

wade is taking mental notes of what applies, what doesnt, what helps, and what doesnt, and is figuring out what to do in these situations.

he tries to learn how spidey balances the worse times with the hero business and eventually, peter comes to rely on him, even when flares dont connect with superhero business. he learns he can take a cab and just show up and wade will help him out. he learns about the compassionate side of wade, and eventually wade comes over to his instead. he shoots wade a text and knows he'll be there within 20 minutes to make sure peter has everything he needs and dinner is taken care of.

their relationship deepens as peter learns not only that he needs help sometimes, but that he can trust wade to be the person to help him. when things develop, peter finds himself to be not nearly as nervous as he would have expected, because he already trusts wade so thoroughly with his most vulnerable moments that it comes naturally

trusting wade is nothing new, both in patrolling and in his most personal moments, and he knows wade is so much more than what everyone thinks because hes seen it since before wade had any reason to help him. and sometimes as he watches wade wreck his kitchen with an attempt at cooking (that wade will clean up himself too) he thinks about how the first time he crashed on wades couch, in agony, wade had no reason to let him stay, or to do as much as he did. wade could have taken off his mask or anything that day, and didnt.

the day peter takes off his mask in front of wade, he isnt thinking of everything that could go wrong. hes thinking of wade's careful back rubs, slow shoulder massages, and things wade said when he thought peter was sleeping. the wade only peter got to see, the wade who would get to meet peter.

[leaving it here because this is a lot for an ask prompt lolol, might add more at some point ^^]

[teddy-feathers]

i hate my aunt.

she made another comment on if i wanted to take more pills or if i wated to grow up and deal with shit.

she does not get that if i didnt have the pills id already be dead. this is not hypothetical. i have wrecked my car on purpose several times, I have too many knives and access to medication and im just smart enough to be a danger to myself. one day i took like a handfull of my actual medication because it was going to fucking help or the next handfull of pills i took wouldnt be to help. and you know what. it fucking helped.

and its not oh youre just reacting badly to stress. no. even when everything was fine id find ways to be stressed or miserable or apathetic. in fact when things were at their best i was often at my worst - and that was after i got back reconnected with family got past the shame started working with a therapist had a job was doing good... and i was still thinking of killing myself. still having days where funtioning was too much like being skinned alive. still being fucking at war with myself from being too up and too down at the same time. and i was doing good. everything was finally better and had been better for a while and i was actively or passively sabotaging that.

and you know what? if there was a possible way to bootstrap myself better, idve fucking found it by now. so being medicated is like actually good for me. and i know it is because when i forget to take my meds or like right now when im switching meds and im fucking miserable and struggling to even pretend to be a person. like im managing to maintain an illusion but its not my best work let me tell you.

that and my best fucking friend are the only reason i called my shrink to say "yeah i actually am not okay" after a week of fucking going "dying sounds nice right now" like honestly and truely if it werent for my best friend id just give up trying.

like i get it. im in a bad place right now and youre worried and you think you know best. but the second you said that snide fucking comment i basically stopped listening. im so fucking furious.

ill give you drug seeking behavior. ill give you taking the god damn easy way out. (she did not say this but you can understand why i think its implied from her fucking attitude)

like. god i want to tell her so bad to stop making comments about it, to just fucking forget im medicated if thats what it takes. because the next time she makes a comment about it that will be the end of the conversation. that is the boundary im setting. that will be the end of the conversation.

but i dont have the fucking balls to set boundries do i.

like. i am sick right now. mentally.

im glad my knives are mostly in the car. im glad my best friend expects me to get up in the morning and gibe her a hug before work. im less glad that i cant bring myself to do things i need to keep my life running but ive got some leeway and hopefully my meds will level me out soon enough that no actual issues arrise. im glad that i might get out of this without fucking up my life or whatever. im glad that this isnt a couple of years ago where suicide seemed like an actual option and i couldnt roll my eyes as i lay here and rot and go "Yeah whatever your being dramatic" and that i know and *can* get up and get fluids and food when im rotting so im not actively making myself worse while i want for it to pass.

i hate that i do have to wait for it to pass. that i feel like if i do certain things it will trigger my own personal apocalypse or breakdown or something. i hate that my thoughts are variations of "i wish i was dead"

but because of the medication, even not at the right level, im not going to drive off the side of the road to deal with my problems.

i hate myself yeah but i hate my aunt and her shitty ass comments.

[jjaysontodd]

Xyx x reader angst

prompt:  “i can’t do this anymore.“

word count: 1k

content warning: none 

angst to fluff ( i was gna make it pure angst but i rmbed how much i love this silly fellah)

You knew, you knew how much he hates clingy people. He hates it when people push him to open up. You knew that so well. 

So you never asked him to open up, you kept telling yourself “its fine i will wait for him”.

But it was always you talking, always you starting the conversation and him playing along with it. 

You were starting feel sick of hearing your own voice. How could anyone even like listening to me when i cant stand my own words? 

It was always the same topics, food, video games and what is the next big adventure. 

You look at xyx but you never see him.

He talks but never speaks.

He always manages to somehow make sure the mood is always upbeat, like sadness could never exist when he was around. 

You sat on his bed with your head hung sadly. You were starting to feel sick and tired of how everything is going. You wanted more of him but you were afraid you would push him away. When did it became a crime to show him how much you love him? Were you being clingy, annoying or even selfish? These thoughts circled around your brain. You kept trying your best to be the partner he wanted. But do you even know who you are anymore? 

As you were swamped with depressive thoughts, he walked in merrily. But stopped in his tracks when he saw you depressed. 

“doll, is everything alright?” He asked with concern.

You were so tired of eveything, and this was the type of tired that cannot be cured with a nap. You couldnt even open your mouth to reply, the gravity of your feelings weighed you more than you could imagine.

You managed say silent as a whisper “I can’t do this anymore”.

Xyx eyes widened in surprised and he asked again “What?” in a quiet voice.

You looked at him, feeling terrible so you redacted your statement.

“Sorry, it was nothing.” you say quickly, trying wipe the tiredness of your heart with your hands.

“No it wasnt nothing, you said you cant do this anymore! Are you breaking up with me?” He asked with a slow pain forming in his heart.

“Answer me! Did i do something wrong? What is it?” He asked unable to be wait for your reply.

“I love you xyx” you said quietly and he looked taken back and a little calmer.

“But you put a distance between us, it’s always there. Im holding your hands yet i can feel an invisible wall between us. You push me away and i know you do. Maybe you are not comfortable being open with me or you dont want to take this relationship serious. You want to keep it light hearted. But im tired because i feel like im clingy and selfish if i ask more of you. I want to love you more but i always fear my love is suffocating. I know i can be too much, sometimes i wish i can have distance from myself too” You reply with your eyes looking to the floor. This was terribly difficult for you to admit, your insecurities to the person you love the most. You wanted to show your good sides, the best version of yourself.

Upon hearing you speak, xyx felt heart shatter. Thunderstorms brewed in his head. How could he have let you feel this way? Did he say you were clingy? How could his lover think that their love was suffocating? If anything it felt like warm fire engulfing them in a cold night. He sat next you quietly and pulled you into a hug.

“I’m sorry, my love.” With that sentence alone was enough to set you into a sobbing mess. You hugged him back and held his shirt tightly. You didnt want him to leave, not ever.

“I tried- i tried so hard so you would keeping being in love me, but i dont even know who i am anymore” You say in between sobs. He looked into your eyes wiping your tears.

“There, there. I know, i know you try harder than anyone for me. Im sorry i left you feeling like you werent enough. That you think it would be clingy for you to ask me to talk more about myself or that you thought i was playing with you. I am so sorry, doll. I just wanted you to be happy when you were around me so i kept pushing off the more serious matters. I didnt want you to feel sad about my past.  I love you enough to be vulnerable with you. I love you more than that too. It was a terrible habit of mine and it made you feel inadequate. I am sorry.” He said sincerly.

“Tell me if you had a bad day, ask me to be there for you. Dont take it all on your own. I dont care if your ‘ruining the moment’ or whatever. If you are sad, i want to know. I feel terrible knowing i was happy when you werent. I want to be there for you” You say with the words getting all choked up in your throat.

“I know, i know doll. I’m sorry, I’ll do better from now. But i could tell you the same thing, please dont try to be perfect for me. You can show me who you are and i will still love you. Love is a choice and i would choose you a million times, no wait a trillion? what was the largest number again? zillionth times.” He says with a chuckle. His joke earned a smile from you.

“What I’m trying to say is, if you want more of me, i will give you more. But you should give me more of you too. I want you to tell me before you get tired like this, okay doll?” He says quietly, looking into your eyes with adoration and warmth.

“Yes” You say before falling into his chest and hugging him back. He thinks you’re adorable when you shy away from his eyes.

[watarujesus]

the return of the prophet

I HAVE RETURNED FROM THE SEANCE. it did not go well.

this was a special type of seance, as we were contacting the dead, but also spirits who werent 100% dead yet to see if we could help them.

My friend's house is very far away. I drove down to LA but had to stay in a hotel along the way. usually i do not sleep at night, because i am a holy being, and therefore lack a need to sleep (which my loyal followers will have inferred due to my usual posting times), but i decided to humor the idea so i could be well-rested (for the seance).

the hotel bed was so uncomfortable that when i woke up my back felt like its muscles had been dislocated somehow. i went to get the hotel breakfast and had an allergic reaction to the pancakes, because i am allergic to blueberries, and i was unaware that the pancakes had blueberries mixed into them (i just assumed they were really moldy, and as a divine prophet, i am immune to the pains of mold and other such substances, so i was fine with eating them)

i finally reached my friend's house for the seance. our other friends attended as well. i will refer to my friends as other ensemble stars characters based on personality. ⭐ shinobu (they/them): a ninja in a past life, now they do karate, and they were in charge of buying candles ⭐ hiyori (she/he): a forest witch, she can talk to fairies and he brought a fairy house to leave in the backyard ⭐ adonis (he/him): angelkin (not the angelkin friend i mentioned in a previous post), was in charge of crystals ⭐ sora (he/him): new to this divine ordeal, but very enthused. he was assigned to set up the incense. ⭐ kohaku (she/her): a psychic and seraphim otherkin, we were using her house for the seance and she was in charge of drawing the magic circle

things went wrong just as we began setting up. curtains caught on fire, sora put the incense in the sink, and for some reason the magic circle melted (we reinforced it by first making it out of double sided tape then covering the facing-up side with salt so it wouldn't move, but the tape melted too?) and just when we thought things couldn't get worse, kohaku's german shepherd broke hiyori's fairy house. adonis tried to fix it but, as he is does not know much about fairies, he only made things worse.

we managed to contact only one spirit, and it was mad at us, because it wanted to rest in peace, and we disturbed it.

i started on the drive home (i did have to stay in the dreaded hotel on the way, though) but shinobu's car stopped working (it's a teach-heavy car, and it needed to update the system, so they were unable to drive it) so i had to drive them home. they snore very loudly.

But i survived.

AMAZING! ⭐ (not really.)

[theirsbird]

I have no idea how I should format this but have a word salad + some picrews neither of them have names I haven't had the time to look some up. designs may vary once i get the chance to draw then

prison of plastic spoilers ahead

SO FIRST the main oc! 21 (he/they, might change)

picrew

Ocean country I imagine has a much higher inscribed to mundie ratio compared to the rest of the ee world, this is partially related. This fella has a large family all of which happen to be inscribed, except for him. this put a large strain on him and his parents, with clear favoritism towards his siblings (not being helped by being a middle child).

he had varying relationships with his siblings, two younger (twins) and one older. the oldest sibling he had the best relationship with. the earrings he wears we the lat birthday gift he got from them. due to his parents believing he was weak he began learning to fight physically, training with his older sibling and eventually on his own as he got older. even skipping school just to train, to get even the tiniest shred of appreciation from his parents. eventually he was deemed worthy of harvesting, which is how he eventually met Rick at the coliseum (id say around like 16ish). Rick was the first person he ended up meeting. not much in between for rn, just haven't had the time to brainstorm or whatever word fits here its like 12. He ended up escaping with Rick, while Rick had the ability from a friend to breath underwater (till he got out of range) this fella wasn't so lucky. My thoughts is he just kinda tanked the drowning damage by having a really high stamina, yeah kinda dark but theres no other way i can think of. he had held onto Rick for as long as he could, but once Rick got out of range of his other friends they had gotten seperated and washed up seperately. i do not know how they reunite please forgive me im also realizing i have forgotten to describe him as a character but im already tired and still need to write about the other guy ill flesh him out more later. SO THE OTHER DUDE! 19(tbd, any pronouns is fine for now) so this dude is just a random idea, made him for the sole purpose of "yeah thats cool write it down" his epithet is mermaid, though i may change it to something similar enough to keep its look. i LOVE the idea of epithets entirely changing a person the stronger they are. this, ill admit is a bit overkill BUT ocean country is weird maybe it has to do with their dark magic or whatever but this guy got stuck in his transformation from his epithet and heres he

this one is going to change a lot, hes not actually this close to a lion fish but i plan to go creepy fish from the deep sea. there werent many colors i liked on this picrew. not much on him rn, just that he managed to slip out at the same time as Rick, idk if ill have him be particularly close with rick but i kinda imagine this guy showing up on beaches and shit and becoming some cryptid to the people around. hes also a huge klepto. often stealing jewelry from his opponents, he has like twice the jewelry than he does in the picrew PICREW okay thats all for tonight hope you enjoyed this word vomit time to go pass out