#lots of personal info but w/e

[unproduciblesmackdown]

rogue one posting like attention everyone who didn't like all the characters or get why they did things: i Am better than you

[transgendz]

I am going to keep this short because I have another post up explaining the whole situation. Basically, I am the provider of a household of two other disabled people. One has cancer and is about to start chemo.

Me and the other roommate have mono. I have been mostly unable to work for a week and a half now because I have been horrible sick and busy cleaning for a pre-immunocompromised person to start chemo.

We need $300 the day after tomorrow to get our stuff from our storage unit before it closes. We e need to rent a truck and drive upstate to get our stuff. They're remodeling the whole lot, we don't have a choice but to get our stuff or they'll get rid of it. The last stuff I have from my dead dad is in the storage unit.

Proof/details in cut below, dm for more info

We don't have the transfers going on the GFM yet, I'm working on that, and expect that to be soon.

PP--$C--V--kofi

$0/$300

Mono and cancer diagnoses pictured above. Note on that: without complication is funny bc presenting to the ER with complications is what got the diagnosis.

Goal slightly changed from original post bc we had to pick up some stuff for Amy (roommate w cancer) and the gfm hasn't let the funds loose yet, I think I may be able to get that sorted soon, which would be great esp bc she starts chemo on the 12th.

Also, for anyone wondering, mono isn't super treatable? Best treatment is taking it easy, eating well, and steroids. I have steroids, but lol. We aren't able to take it easy or eat well rn. Anything extra to help us get through this would be really appreciated.

Personally, I've not been this sick since covid nearly killed me. And that's not going to change the things I have to do to keep the household running and its members alive and well. I've been at the end of my rope for a while here.

Cancer is so expensive, and being disabled is expensive, and wow, my other roommate still needs to get his name changed for safety reasons, which is seeming less and less possible.

[thecapybara526]

Series : The Mazer Runner

Pairing : Newt x reader

Note: I've had this idea in my head for a bit and when I saw a maze runner tiktok with this song, I had to incorporate it someone how. I think it explains the core three so well. please enjoy! Also please listen to “Solider, Poet, King” by Reno Loves you! I’ll tell you when!

Summary: The creators send a box with a greanie every month but this month a box with a guitar and music sheets come in. Y/n somehow knows how to play and read music. A special bonfire will be held after Newt hears Y/n sing and play. At the bonfire Newt gets super jealous when one of the boys decides to dance with you especially since he’s been pinning over you since you arrived. Lots of Minho meddling to get you two together.

Themes: angst, Jealousy, fluff, pinning,

You were running down the last straight away of the maze with Minho. You smiled to see some of your fellow gladers waiting for you to arrive. Particularly one…but you knew he'd be there, I mean he always is.

Your lungs burned and your legs ached, running the maze was tough but there was something about being out there that felt right to you. Especially with one of your closest friends Minho, you knew nothing would happen to you and you wouldn't let anything happen to him.

“Why does It have to be so hot today” Minho moaned as the two arrived at the doors of the maze that were starting to close.

“Minho baby, it’s always hot.” You laughed starting to slow down.

“Yea..well today more than usual.” He winked at you and you shoved him. You and Minho always flirted but it was never serious. After countless hours in the maze together you had both shared your most inner thoughts and more importantly your feelings for a certain second in command.

You had never outright said it but Minho figured it out. The way you got a bit nervous when he was around, how you unconsciously looked around for him when he wasn't around. Not only that but when you weren't running the maze with Minho you were with him.

Newt was there at the maze doors, he always is. He always just brushes it off that as second in command he should make sure the runners come back and conveniently everytime he makes his rounds of the glade is when the runners come back.

Newt knew the real reason he was there though, you. Since the moment you came up in the box and looked at him with those y/e/c eyes, he was a goner. He knew he'd protect you, and be whatever you needed, even if he wanted to be more than friends. He couldn't risk it though, he couldn't risk losing you or making things awkward.

You were his best mate, together you had formed an unbreakable bond. You could tell each other everything, well minus your feelings for each other. You were the person he wanted to see when he was sad, when he needed comfort, and just all the time in general. When you were together you made him feel as if he could stay in the maze forever as long as he had you by his side.

Minho’s comment made Newt’s stomach turn, he watched as you shoved Minho, and he couldn't help but feel a pinch of jealousy. You never flirted with him, then again he wasn’t sure if he did. Although the first time he called you love it was an accident and after he realized it had made you blush he kept saying it.

“How was the maze today love” he said trying to drag your attention away from Minho.

You looked up to see Newt looking at you, you smiled softly, love, you loved when he said that to you.

“Uh, you know the usual. Ran around, gathered some info.” you placed your hands on your hips still catching your breath.

“Fantastic, well I’m going to continue my rou-”

Newt was cut off by the sound of the box coming up. You all looked at each other and started to walk over. A new grennie was coming up.

You had been in the glade for over a year now, at first it was frightening. Waking up, breathing hard having no idea where you were. The sun blinding you and it was so hot your skin was already slick with sweat. The scariest part wasn't that you couldn't remember anything but the amount of boys staring down at you.

You had shoved yourself into one of the corners, when one of the boys had jumped in.

“It’s okay, I'm not going to hurt you. You're safe” the boy’s voice was smooth with an accent, somehow it felt like your heart rate slowed down a little. That was until your looked up at all the boys again.

“Where am I? Why can't I-” you started to freak out again.

He reached out a hand, “just take my hand and I'll explain everything, okay?” he smiled. Slowly and hesitantly you took his hand but from looking into the sincerity of those brown eyes you knew you'd be alright.

Now it was someone else’s turn to feel everything you had once felt, you couldn't say you were jealous. The poor kid was shaking like a leaf, not only that but Gally wasn’t too kind either.

“Alright, let's unload this box and get moving people” Gally yelled out to everyone, collective groans echoed through the air.

“Well come on, love.” Newt reached a hand up to you from inside the box helping you down.

“Thank you” you turned away from him heading towards a box so he couldn't see that his gesture made you blush.

As you helped hand boxes to gladers above, you noticed a smaller box, one you hadn't seen before. You grabbed it and handed it to Minho.

“Hey, keep that one aside for me please” you said

“Why do you get to keep it?” Minho shook the box, “what if I want it” he smirked

“Minho, if Y/n wants the box, she gets it.” Newt shot Minho a look. Minho smirked again but this time in amusement. He loved to play this game, a game called make his second in command want to kill him.

“Careful Newt…You're making it sound like Y/n gets special treatment. I wish you were as sweet to me as you are to her..” he watched carefully as Newt’s face became red. You wanted to kill Minho, he always says the dumbest things, Newt was just being nice.

Before you Newt could open his mouth, you spoke. “Yea? Well maybe if you helped out in the gardens a little Newt would be nicer.” you climbed out of the box.

“Y-Yes, Y/n’s right” Newt was still flustered, he snuck a glance at you. You didn't seem fazed at all, you grabbed your box and walked away.

“What the bloody hell was that” Newt glared at Minho.

“Hey, I'm just trying to help you” Minho threw his hands up innocently. “Put yourself out of this misery and just confess already.”

“There is nothing to confess. Y/n and I are best mates. That is all.” Newt huffed out a breath, “sneaking” a glance at you walking away. Minho rolled his eyes, hopeless. You two were hopeless.

…

Once you found an area in shade, you sat down and opened the box. A guitar was in it, at least from your vague memory that's what you think it was. It had to be. You continued pulling things out and a sheet of music caught your eye. As your eyes skimmed it you realized you could read it. As you flipped the page you found more but with words.

“Soldier, Poet, King” you whispered to yourself, a song? (play first 30 seconds of song)

You propped the music up against the tree and settled the guitar in your lap. You strummed the strings following the sheet, it took you some time but you felt a tune starting to come together.

You took a deep breath and decided to try to put it all together. You began to softly sing the lyrics, you were so focused on making sure it was right you didn’t hear a certain blonde boy sneaking up on you.

Newt was in awe, he was confused when he saw your h/c ponytail facing the tree with something in your lap, he had come to find you hoping to walk to dinner together. When he came to investigate he wasn't expecting to hear the soft strumming and what had to be the sweetest voice he had ever heard, memories or not.

He listened as you sang but the sound of a twig breaking called him out. You turned around startled but you smiled when you saw him.

“Newt, you startled me”

“I’m sorry about that, please don’t stop. It sounded lovely.” he smiled down at you.

You blushed and turned away, you didn't think he'd heard you singing. When you turned up to look at him again you made sure you weren't blushing anymore.

“Ah, thank you. It’s not very good but-”

“No, no. It's good, you're good..at that” Newt wanted to slam his head into the tree. With you looking up at him, he couldn't focus, you were just too pretty.

You smiled and stood up packing up the guitar and music sheets. Newt lifted the box for you as the two of you walked.

“You should play at the bonfire.” he glanced to his side.

Immediately you wanted to say no. You didn't want everyone looking at you, what if they thought it was bad or if you mess up. You only just started to learn.

Newt noticed your hesitance, “you don't have to of course but I would really like to hear the full thing.”

And just like that you knew you were going to have to play at the bonfire. If you Newt wanted to hear it, how could you say no?

“Okay. I will. For you.” you smiled at him, then started to panic realizing the “for you” part was said out loud and not just in your head. Newt’s heart started to beat faster. For him?

“Y- You did help me secure the box from Minho! Yes, the least I could do is play it for you.” you tried to cover up your slip-up. Let's just say it worked because Newt’s heart started to slow down again and maybe it cracked a little.

“Fantastic” he gave you a tight-lipped smile and opened the door for you to enter the cookhouse. Newt watches as you walk in thanking him, he took a deep breath shaking his head and walked in after you.

…

You had been practicing all of last night after dinner and throughout the day today after coming back from the maze. The bonfire was tonight and you were nervous. Nervous about messing up the cords or lyrics but most importantly scared to mess up in front of Newt. You knew even if you did he would probably pretend like it didn't happen because he was sweet like that but still.

“You think if you sing to the walls maybe they will let us out?” you heard Minho’s voice behind you. You groan.

“Minho! You just ruined an almost perfect rehearsal.” you put the guitar down and turned to the dark haired boy.

“How was I supposed to know it was almost perfect.” Mingo sat down next to you.

“You just are, this needs to be perfect.” you huffed running your hands through your hair.

“Perfect for everyone, or just perfect for Newt?” he grinned at you, picking up a sheet of music.

“Perfect for everyone.” you snatched the sheet out of his hand and put it back.

“You know he likes you right? Newt is one of my best friends and I'm not trying to out him but you guys need to stop torturing each other.” Minho was getting fed up with this dance you two were playing. He was tired of seeing his two best friends tear themselves apart over each other when they literally feel the same way.

Especially Newt, Minho notices the way he looks at you. His gaze was always so soft, it kinda made Minho’s heart ache. You could break the rules or murder someone and Newt would still think you were perfect.

“And you need to stop saying that and getting my hopes up. Listen Minho, I've accepted that all we will ever be is friends.”

“But Y/n-”

“What was that?” you slapped a hand on his mouth, “sorry can't hear you” you chuckled

From the corner of his eye, Minho could see Newt watching the two of you. If telling the both of you won’t do anything maybe it was time to be more aggressive he thought. Minho quickly removed the guitar from your lap and jumped on.

“Min-!” you erupted into giggles, “what are you do-” he then started to tickle you

“Sorry? I can't hear you, what was that?” he continued his attack until one hard knee to his stomach knocked over. You both laid on the grass laughing, Minho picked up his head and glanced over at Newt. The expression on that boys face that pricless.

Newt watched when Minho jumped on you, he first took a step forward dropping his tool ready to arrive at your defense but the sound of you laughing stopped him. He took a deep breath and picked up the tool again squeezing his fist around it.

He tried to fight the jealousy eating at his chest but he couldn't. He wished it was him rolling around with you in the grass and then he blushed imagining it. He looked up again to see you leaning over Minho, eyes firey playfully yelling at him. The feeling threatened to overtake him again but he was being silly. It was just Minho, he knew how Newt felt about you, it was fine. Newt shook his head and continued his work.

The glade was buzzing because of the bonfire. It was the best time, everyone got to relax and drink some of Gally’s awful but effective drink. After Minho left you were able to practice more and focused on the parts you struggled with. The sun was dropping and the darker it got the more nervous you became

...

The bonfire was in full effect. Everyone was yelling, wrestling, and overall just having a good time. About half way through the night you finally came out from hiding and walked toward Minho and Newt.

“Finally ready?” Minho laughed and started to raise his glass.

You snatched his full glass out of his hand and before he could protest you chugged it. With a hiss, you handed Minho back his drink. Newt and Minho’s jaws dropped, you weren't opposed to drinking and there were nights Newt had to carry you back to your hammock. But you chugging? That meant you really must be nervous and getting very drunk tonight, which was the plan.

“Y/n-” before Newt could finish his sentence you finished his almost empty drink.

“Okay. Now I'm ready.” you grinned and grabbed your guitar and music sheets. You walked over to Alby and whispered to him.

“Everyone! Tonight Y/n has a special surprise for us!”

Everyone cheered, already drunk but also excited to see what you were up to. Newt clapped and felt a wave of nerves pass through him. He wasn't even performing but he just wanted you to do well.

“This came up in the box the other day…and I realized I knew how to play. So I hope you guys enjoy!” you yelled, the liquor definitely playing a part in your confidence. (start the song)

You started the strum the guitar and you looked up when Minho started to clap on beat like you practiced. Everyone started to clap and your adrenaline soared. You started to sing, at first, it was quiet just the clapping, you looked up, did you sound bad? Your eyes caught Newts.

He had this look in his eyes you couldn't decipher but he nodded at you and gave you a small smile, encouraging you to keep going.

Finally it seemed like the boys broke out of the trance and starting cheering loudly. You started moving around singing to boys in front of you and the longer you sang the more passionate you got. Even making them sing the chorus, “oh lei, oh lai, oh lord” echoed throughout the glade.

Minho laughed clenching his stomach, “oh god, the liquor is hitting her hard.” and he was right Newt looked back at you and were jumping around now hair everywhere.

You had finally made your way toward Minho and Newt. Singing at Minho and dancing around him, when the Poet part came up you stood right in front of Newt looking him straight in the eye. Nest held your gaze completely mesmerized by you. Hair everywhere, a light sheen of sweat on your chest, and the fire dancing across your skin. When you grinned at him Newt felt his heart stop. He felt like every fiber of his body was awake, in that moment he wanted nothing more than to pull you in and kiss you until you were breathless.

You were pulled away by Frypan as he picked you up to put you on his shoulder. You yelled in delight and with another swig of your drink, you played the song again from the top. Cheers of delight filled the air and the clapping to keep the beat continued.

Nest smiled and also took a sip of his drink. You looked so happy, so he was happy. He couldn't take his eyes off you, you looked so beautiful. It made his heart ache, he just wanted to hold you, he wanted you to see him as more. He took a bigger swig of his drink this time.

“She’s great” Minho turned to Newt

“Are we surprised?” Nest chucked and tore his gaze off you.

“How do you feel about your special serenade” Minho’s eyebrows raised, curious to see how Newt would deny this.

“She sang to everyone it wasn't just me..” he fiddled with his drink, focused on the amber liquid.

“Mhmm, but not the Poet part… just you.” this made Newt’s eyes snap to Minho. He was right, it was just him, he shook his head. No no no.

“We're just friends Minho, she doesn't care for me like and I-” from the corner of his eye Newt could see the new greenie taking your hand. Minho smirked this has gotten interesting.

“What is he doing,” Nest spoke flatly drink clenched in his hands.

“Mm, don't know maybe dancing. Either way, you're right, you're just friends. Maybe Y/n and the Greenie are a good match” Newt's eyes flared to Minho. Minho couldn't contain his laugh.

Maybe it was the liquor or maybe it was seeing the greenie with his hands on your hips but something in Newt snapped.

After Fry put you down you placed your guitar down, and you looked to see Minho and Newt talking. He wasn't even looking at you, your drunk thoughts were getting the best of you. Maybe Minho was wrong, Newt only saw you as a friend. The greenie came up to you and you locked arms with him spinning around laughing. It was innocent, until you started to get too dizzy and needed to stop. He placed his hands on your hips.

“Are you okay?” you could feel if thumb stroking your side. Before you could respond, someone pulled his hands off.

Newt didn't know what came over him but by the time he realized what he was doing he had pushed you behind him and was holding one of the greenie’s wrists.

“Let’s try to keep our hands to ourselves greenie.”

The greenie’s eyes widened, he shook his head and scrambled away from his second in command. You were in shock, what had gotten into Newt.

“W-what was that?” you furrowed your brows, he turned to look at you, he looked mad. Did you make Newt upset?

“D-did I upset you? I'm sor-” you stammered

“No love, it's- come on” he grabbed your wrist and started to gently but firmly pull you away from the crowd. Leaving the gladers who were too drunk to realize their lead singer was being swept away.

After he felt like you were far enough Newt dropped your wrist and ran a hand threw his hair. What was he doing? How was he going to explain this, he let his jealousy get the best of him. He couldn't stand the way the greenie looked at you, he had every right to look at you that way. You were gorgeous and Newt had no real claim over you. But you were still his.

After a couple seconds of silence your patience was running thin, the liquor not helping.

“Newt? Hellooo” you sighed waiting for answers

He spun around to face you, you were standing there looking up at him, hair pulled to one side.

“I- uh.. Listen love-” you cut him off

“Newt. I'm so confused and I swear it's not just Gally’s drink. What the hell was that, one minute I’m dancing and the next you're hauling me over here?”

“Y/n I know it's o—” you cut him off again. Rambling.

“No. No this is not okay. You can't just sweep me off without an explanation”

You were upset now, upset at how handsome he was and how badly you wanted to be with him. You just wanted this ache to go away. Not only that but the mix singles were driving you crazy. Sometimes you felt like there could be more and other times it felt like it was set in stone that you’d only ever be friends.

“I can't do this anymore Newt.”

This made Newt’s blood run cold. What did you mean by that? Do this? He started to breath a little harder, did he really just mess up this bad. You two hadn't even begun a romantic relationship and he already screwed up. He grabbed your biceps that were at your sides.

“Y/n I’m sorry I didn't mean to upset you”

“Well guess what I am. I-” tears filled your eyes, you didn't want to cry but everything was feeling like too much.

Newt's heart was breaking, as soon your eyes filled with tears he swore he heard a crack in his heart. You tried to scramble out of his grasp but he held you tight. His hands moved to your face steadying you.

“Y/n I love you.”

This made you go completely still. Anger disappearing and relief flooding you. He loved you.

“I’m sorry it took this long for me to say it and that it had to come out this way but I love you. I’ve loved you since the moment you came up from that box.”

His eyes desperately searched your face looking for any sign. A sign that maybe just maybe you loved him too.

You sagged against him, your head landing on his chest, your face still cradled in his hands. He held you, confused, holding his breath waiting for an answer. Finally, what had felt like years you pulled away and looked up at him. Your hands balled up against his chest.

“Newt, I love you too.”

He felt a tear slip down onto his hand, you were crying but smiling. He looked down at your lips and then back at your eyes. You nodded your head slightly giving him permission.

Softy, he pressed his lips against yours. He pulled away smiling, you grabbed a fist full of his shirt and pulled him in again wrapping the other hand around his neck. His hands left your face and slipped down to your waist pull you closer.

“Love, you have no idea how many times I've dreamed of this,” he whispered against your mouth a small smile creeping on his lips.

You grinned as he pulled you back in for another deep kiss. You made a sound that only made him pull you closer. He couldn’t believe it, the girl he was pinning over was finally in his arms.

You felt like your head was spinning, being in Newt’s arms just felt so right. Hell you didn’t know where he learned to kiss like this but you were breathless.

“Love?” Newt spoke softy like if he spoke too loudly the trance you we’re both in might break.

“Newt” you whispered

“As much as I’m enjoying this, you’re drunk, I’m a bit drunk” he pressed his forehead against yours.

He was right. You were drunk but there wasn’t anything about this that you didn’t want. Your cheeks burned, looking around and seeing that although the two of you were alone, the bonfire wasn’t too far away. You kissed his nose, then both his cheeks.

“You’re too sweet, you know that?” You ran both your hands through his hair your forearms against his shoulders

“Only for you remember?” He winked

“Does this mean I get special treatment?” You raised an eyebrow. He grabbed your forearms and pulled you in close.

“Don’t tell Minho but you’ve always gotten special treatment.”

You laughed and pushed off him, reaching out a hand. He grabbed it and the two of you walked back to the bonfire. Immediately Minho noticed you two especially you two holding hands. He decided to keep it to himself though, pretending to not notice. Tonight was about you two.

When everyone noticed you were back they begged to play the song again. Who were you to deny them? You began to play again, looking to Newt when you sang about the Poet. It was for him. He clapped along never taking his eyes off you. How could he?

Right before the last chorus Minho grabbed the guitar from you.

“Go dance.” He pushed you toward Newt and practically jumped into his arms.

He picked you up by your waist and spun you around. Everyone kept clapping keeping the beat as Newt placed you back down and danced with you. You spun around then dipped you, you couldn’t believe when he kissed you in front of everyone. Cheers erupted.

“Newt you shank!” Galley yelled

“Sorry lads” Newt smirked

When he brought you back up you collapsed against his chest. From exhaustion, liquor and laughing, when you saw Minho looking at the two of you, you grinned at him. He shook us head and shrugged as if saying “I told you so”

…

That night you and Newt walked back to your hammocks holding your hand, creeping around drunken asleep boys.

“Goodnight Y/n” he pressed a kiss to lips gently

“Goodnight Newt.” You laid down and he laid down in his hammock next to yours. You tried to fight sleep but the night caught up to you.

Newt watched as you slept, he couldn’t believe it. The ache in his chest was still there but it was different. Instead of being empty it was full so full that it ached. He knew as he watched you sleep before his eyes shut that he would always be by your side. No matter what.

…

The end :)

I hope you guys enjoyed, it’s lowkey long and I haven’t revised it. If you see any errors please let me know and make sure you comment for more!

[shubertblue]

Squid Games fic I came up with…

Premise: No SquidGames! AU… Inho- Hardened and widowed police officer undercover at a sketchy auto manufacturing facility meets target- Gihun. Gihun, desperate to make money to save his mom’s life and maybe even keep his daughter around takes a job offer he can’t refuse in his position. But tragedy still hits and he’s forced to work. Inho befriends Gihun in attempt to get insider information.

STORY STRUCTURE:

1. Exposition- Introduce Characters/Establish Setting/Foreshadow Conflict

-Inho gets assigned undercover @ sketchy manufacturing facility.

-Gihun target “in” (he’s innocent and Inho doesn’t realize just how gullible he is… well he will eventually.)

-Angsty Inho monologue, meets Gihun, etc

-Gihun desperate to get money to save mom and potentially keep daughter around signed a vaguely legal contract.

Gihun ends up loosing them anyways, but forced to work still… :(

- They don’t talk a lot right off the bat, Inho staring WAY too much, observing Gihun like a predator to prey.

- Gihun rightfully confused- refer to Inho knowing his name without asking and using the name young-il .

1. Inciting Incident 1 - Conflict that puts plot into motion.

-Gihun the only one willing to show Inho the ropes, very patient w/ Inho (he’s a quick learner but had no experience prior.) —> (bonus: Inho thought he could work desk, but turns out that is an exclusive position, only for runners/dealers.)

-Inho impressed, Gihun’s kindness and/Or acting (obviously he’s just nice, but Inho doesn’t know that yet. To add Gihun actually is good at the job, obviously working the trade for real. Not just a strawman.

-Planning to infiltrate, Inho tries to befriend Gihun through events.

-ex) Work convo/ being helpful/ drinks after work/ smoke breaks.

BONUS: Gihun sometimes clever. Inho tells him he’ll have to pay for drinks, Gihun comments that he’s better off and Inho refutes. Gihun points out name brand clothing and well-kept appearance etc- borderline flirting unknowingly.

-Gihun is friendly, but quickly grows weary- Like, he can tell Inho is being a little pushy. He roles with it though, he craves connection.

1. Rising Action - Build tension while characters bond.

-Inho feels like Gihun is catching onto him, so he gets a little bolder.

- He investigates harder, more personally. (Finds a way to get invited/infiltrate gihun’s house

- To avoid getting caught he makes advances on Gihun.

- Not entirely accepted at first, confused and questioning (on both ends really, borderline genuine and half desperate)

- Things get a little awkward/distant, so Inho switches gears to investigate the place itself.

1. Small Victory- Temporary solution/victory before things get worse/resolve

- Inho finds a lead/evidence! But he needs more and that gets riskier…

- Gihun confronts their “incident” and realizes it’s not entirely unwelcome, but still too forward.

- Gihun sees Inho Snooping/ Curious about evidence.

- Inho interrogates Gihun roughly/secretly.

- Figures out Gihun is genuine. A good guy unknowingly working for horrible people.

- Gihun agrees to help Inho get info/bring down the place even at the expense of his livelihood (again) ((probably would joke about it not being his 1st time inciting a rebellion at an his job.))

- This moves Inho deeply.

- Maybe with tension, some romance… (possible spice?)

1. Climax- Height of craziness, catharsis

- They plan more solidly.

- Gihun gets keys under the gullible guise of needing supplies/equiptment.

- Trades off to Inho secretly and distracts people in charge/monitoring.

- Inho is able to get in and get info/takes pictures and sends just in case. Calls for reinforcements.

- Tense moment as he hides in room as someone walks in, stays hidden.

- Inho gets back to work but boss is suspicious of him/confronts him

- Police come and all chaos.

- Badass Inho moments

- Inho about to get shot and Gihun blocks it. Inho still gets hurt but less impact saves him. (what can I say, I love a little dramatic moment even if cliche)

1. Falling Action- affects/aftermath of climax

- Gihun wakes up in hospital besides Inho’s own bed.

- They both survived! Yay! :D

- Still, they went through something traumatic-deals with emotions/pain.

- Inho grateful for Gihun’s sacrifice and care.

- Sappy bonding moment and development in relationship.

- Suddenly interrupted by Junho- Appreciative of Gihun for saving brother’s life.

- Sweet moment then interrupted by Jungbae (salty Inho —> shocked/amused Junho)

- Inho offers Gihun to stay with him as a “thanks” until he finds a new job.

- (Possible quick spice after tension/surviving before time skip.)

1. Resolution- the end! :)

-Two years after the hospital.

-Gihun never ends up moving out, because they end up together!

- Their relationship isn’t perfect, but they’re exactly what each other needs/balance each other out nicely.

- Gihun helps Inho loosen up/restores faith in humanity/ Joy.

- Inho gives Gihun the push to get his life in order.

- Gihun ends up getting an automotive service management position. (Makes good money.) At a good place this time.

- Fluff of their life together/ maybe even appreciating each other’s scars—> symbolic of having similar traumas and loving each other regardless.

- Possible sweet spice/ more romantic.

BONUS:

-They end up visiting Gihun’s daughter in the US

- Gihun first meets his ex respectfully, she’s impressed by his growth and they are civil.

- Gihun notices her husband was spying on them, she feels a little bad for being mistrusting but Gihun is very accepting about it.

- Inho (secretly spying on Gihun) ends up coming over to ease the tension.

- Plays it off with a clever excuse (as to why he was there) and Gihun of course believes him.

- Inho meets Gihun’s ex, cordial and cold. (A little possessive/flaunty in a very subtle way.)

- Gihun is able to meet his daughter with Inho.

- She notices that they have matching rings.

- Turns out, they’re engaged! :D

Bonus/Bonus

-Their vacation in the US!

-Romantic Dates and vacation activities ensure!

-tooth rotting fluff and sweet romantic tenderness.

-Possible “spice” fun, more flavorful…

(Might write it, but would definitely need a beta reader to keep me on track! I’m talking 10k+ slowburn….

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Heyyy ! :D

How are you doing?

First of all, I apologize for my last ask sounding so dry (at least, in my opinion, it's been nagging at my brain for a couple of days :,D)

Second of all, do you have any fics where John's past is discussed/discovered/mentioned ?? I find his character really interesting, and the lack of backstory outside of Afghanistan (and even then there's little info) drives me up the wall. So yeah.

Bye and tnx :))

HI LOVELY!

NO Don't apologize!!! I did find your last ask, I haven't published it yet... I was putting it aside because I'm not sure if I'm making a fic list out of it or not, I have to check my backlog of lists!! Nothing personal, don't feel bad, at all, please, I like request asks!

As for John's past, here are some lists you might enjoy:

Past Jolto (Nov 2019)

John’s Homophobic Past (COMMUNITY RECS)

John’s Childhood (COMM RECS)

Army-Related John Fics (Sept 2020)

BAMF and/or Soldier John (July 2020)

Sorry I don't have many lists currently, and I don't have a lot of fics for a new list yet, but here's what is on it right now:

The Skin Over My Heart by standbygo (E, 8,849 w., 1 Ch. || Post-Hiatus, Fake Relationship, Case Fic, Dog Tags, Military, Homophobia, Gay Bashing, POV First Person Sherlock, Friends to Lovers, First Kiss / Time, Declarations of Love, Undercover, Haircuts, Flashbacks, Touching, Pining Sherlock, Hospitalization, Metaphors, Introspection, Hand Jobs, On the Couch, John’s Past, Angst with Happy Ending) – Sherlock and John are still trying to adjust to Sherlock's return from his hiatus when John's friend Bill Murray brings them a case. Someone is targeting the LGBTQA+ members of Bill's unit. John and Sherlock go undercover at the unit, but when they end up having to flirt to flush out the suspect, Sherlock realizes he's in over his head.

Rupert Street by WritingOutLoud (M, 27,262 w., 9 Ch. || Alternate First Meeting || Case Fic, Sexuality, Demisexual Sherlock, Drugging, Smart John, Sherlock Has Internalized Biphobia, Fluff, Angst with Happy Ending, Gay Bar, Flirting, John Manipulates Sherlock to Eat, John Deduces, Arguments, Kidnapping/Torture, Hospitalization, John Whump) – Discharged from the war with nothing but the clothes on his back and a realisation of his bisexuality, John Watson has to learn who he’s become. He can’t afford London on an army pension, but the city is the only friend he has. In an effort to understand his newfound queer identity, he heads to a bar one night, where he stumbles across a mysterious stranger who turns his life upside down. ‘I dug around inside myself, and I'm not quite sure what I found, but it was beautiful and terrifying all at the same time.’

Bakers with Benefits by Raina_at (E, 88,130 w., 14 Ch. || Great British Bake Off AU || Strangers to Lovers, Switchlock, Friends with Benefits, Mentions of Alcoholism / Past Drug Use, Banter, Flirting, Fluff, Light Angst, Semi-Public Sex, Past Sherlock/Victor, Mutual Pining, POV Sherlock, Obsessive Sherlock, John’s Bum) – Sherlock Holmes has a successful YouTube baking channel, but what he really wants is his own bakery. When an old friend sends him a call for the very first Great British Bake Off, he seizes the opportunity to finally win a sponsor for his bakery. Here's the plan: Win Bake Off, get the bakery, don't fall in love with the handsome Army doctor at the neighbouring station. Easy.

Radioactive Trees In A Red Forest by Maribor_Petrichor (E, 280,251 w., 73 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Post-S4, Suicidal Ideations, Alcohol / Rx Drug Abuse, Coming Out / Bisexual John, Seizures, Past/Referenced/Implied Child Abuse, Hallucinations, Rehab, Celibacy, Sobriety / Relapse, Slow Burn, Friends to Lovers, Grief/Mourning, Psychological Trauma, Nice /Not Anti-Mary, John’s POV, Parentlock, First Time, Angst, Switchlock, Angst with Happy Ending) – John Watson is what happens when a man can no longer see a reason to go on. John Watson is what happens when a man starts to let go. "It is what it is." John Watson is what happens when what "it is" becomes too much to bear. This is a story of the life, death, and resurrection of John Hamish Watson. (TO READ)

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I welcome other fics to add to the main list when it's done!! I'm currently going through and trying to remember which fics I've read that deal with it :P

[anarchistfrogposting]

There's something i'l have to deal with in the far-ish future and i'm curious about your opinion. I'm in the line to inherit a modest (as in like, 20 acres i think?) piece of agricultural land from my grandma. What do you think would be the best way to handle it when i inherited it? Do you think the only morally right thing to do would be to try to turn it into a co-op or something similar to that?

Obviously, there’s a lot you can do with a piece of land. This kind of question reflects a larger question about what the proper thing to do with a business inside of a capitalist economy is, given you come to own it.

I’m assuming by agricultural land, you mean you’re growing crops rather than putting animals to pasture.

There’s a quick answer which is basically yes, build a co-op with it. Even from a very narrow mindset (“how do I keep this business going?”), co-ops can be very successful businesses, as the fact that workers have a direct and proportional stake in the business means they are less alienated from their work. The proliferation of worker-owned co-ops are a pretty significant aspect of the economic preconditions of anarchist society, and integrating them into communities by making them a part of networks of communal development and aid is critical also. If you’re planning on hiring workers and forming a workers co-op, I’d look into ways of making your decision-making processes as democratic as you possibly can. I’m pretty sure @fuckyeahiww has good info on this. If they see this post I’m sure they can chime in about whether or not I’m right about that.

Given it’s agricultural land, I would also offer that you have the power to be a pretty significant player in some mutual aid projects in your local area, since even siphoning a small amount of your produce into something like a communal food aid project (or w/e) could feed a whole bunch of hungry folks. I’d also look into ways to distribute some of your food waste (like commercially unviable produce) into food banks and other projects that make use of food waste. This is also an environmental consideration.

There are accounts far better than mine for this kind of question. I’d personally recommend some of the more established solarpunks on this platform.

[the-offical-raishas-circus]

My experience and review of the bendy books!!

So I read the bendy books. It was… an experience. I just want to say that Adrienne Kress went ABOVE AND BEYOND for these books and they are wayyy better then the FNAF ones (No offence to my babygirl Millie Fitzsimmons and the Tftpp Books but Bendy just crushed you and you will never recover.)

*Spoilers ahead!!!*

Dreams come to life (book 1)

   • Ok, ok! New book! Let’s go! It’s probably gonna be like the FNAF ones tbh

• Hi Buddy I love u already 

• he’s going to die isn’t he

• Omg Dotttt I love you Dot

• MR SAMMY THE LAWRENCE?!?!?????

• SAMMY CONTENT IN THIS ECONOMY????

• Yo

• this is actually kinda fire

• OHHH MY GOSH HE WANTS TO ART MY HEARTTT 🥹🥹🥰🥰

• he’s actually so cutttteeee

• HIM GOING TO THE LIBRARY W/ HIS GRANDAD?!?!???

• THEM LEARNING ART TOGETHER?!?!?!?

• ADORABLE 

• Ngl the historical context in this is very good my girl DID HER RESEARCH

• ALLISON HIIIIII BBY

• OOOOOOO SAMMYS BACK

• HES SO GRUMPY LMAOOO

• SAMMYS UP TO SMTH

• Omg guys I find it so funny that Sammy low-key is a Ink Chugger

• he drink that ink

• THE FORESHADOWING!?!?!?

• THE SUSPENSE?!?!?

• Wait he met Joey Drew

• did I miss a page

• wait now Mr Drew is taking him to a party????

• I definitely missed a page

• ALIISON IS BACCKKK

• W/ TOMMMM

• YEAH THE POWER COUPLE

• Omg the gang breaking into the studio?!?!??

• this can only end badly

• Nooooooo the poor violinist 

• WAIT WHERE IS SAMMY

• HES NOT HERE

• HES MISSING?!?!???

• Nooooo not my favourite little ink chugger 😩😩😩🙏🙏🙏

• J O E Y D R E W

• THE INK DEMON OOOOOOOOHHH GODS

• HES COMING

• HES COMING

• THE INKKK BUDDY NOOOOO

• DOT RUN 

• I hope Dot escaped 

• Buddy F*CKING DIED?!?!???

• I knewww ittt noooooo

• WAIT

• JOEY

• JOEY WHAT HAVE U DONE

• He can’t talk oh no

• WAIT

• WAITTT HOLD UP SMTH AINT RIGHT

• BUDDYYYYY NOOOOO

• HES BORIS?!?!??

• HES BUDDY BORIS!!?!????!

• W A T

• oh so this is the Boris that Alice wants

• Aw crap Buddy nooo

• HES SO TRAGIC

• someone write a fanfic where Buddy takes Joeys offer 

• it’d be so tragic 

• RIP Buddy he was a Buddy till the end

• JUSTICE FOR DOT AND BUDDY BORIS‼️‼️‼️

• And Sammy is still knocked out Rip

• Wowie really good read 10/10 loved it 

She really killed it with this one! Really enjoyed the horror aspects, not as graphic as the FNAF books but just graphic enough to make it creepy! Shes really good at 1st person POV I hope she continues! Also great historical accuracy, with the social norms of the time and everything, the references to the war, ect. Great dialogue, descriptions, the style of writing flows really well, and the story is really well paced, with just enough suspense to keep me reading. It also made me really want to figure out the mysteries of the studio with Buddy even when I have all the info from the games! Well done! 10/10 book would definitely recommend!!

The Lost Ones (book 2)

Ok! Next bendy book, let’s go!

Right so we are NOT in the studio this time…

That is NOT SAFE

the poor horse rip

Again great historical accuracy 

I love the MCs already 

Bill, Grant and Constance I love u

I can relate with Constance a LOT

Ooooo is she Ace???

She might be Aroace chat omggg

MR THOMAS CONNOR?!?????

Ooooo he’s helping Mr Tom?!???

INK MACHINE YOOO

GET HIM CONSTANCE!!!

ANGER ANGER ANGER RAHHHH

J O E Y  D R E W 

OOOOO INK LORE?!????

She a scientist!!!

Nooooo he got inked 😩😩

Hiiiiii Ink demon bbyyy

Oooo so she’s making a cure?!???

Cure for the ink woahhhh

IT WORKS WOOP WOOP 🙌 

OK HES BACK

BASH THAT MACHINE BESTIES GOOO!!!

Ok so they are splitting up…

Go Constance!

Run run run!!!

WAIT WAIT BUDDY?!????

BUDDY BORIS SAVED HER!!!!

YEAHHH BYE BUDDY BYE BABY!!!

R UN CONSTANCE

Noooooo they ink creatures now :(((

KEEP IT UP CONSTANCE!!! 

Hitchhiking time…

Oh no

Oh snap

EXCUSE ME

MR JOEY THE DREW PLEASE

😡😡😡😡

Welp she dead

Well that ended badly

Solid plan tbh too bad Joey was there

Crap I liked Constance

Oooo they moving the machine oooo

Well! Book 2 read!! Really the same as the last one, all the same feedback. Uhhh, I liked the difference in character pov, really helped flesh out the story! Also a 10/10! 

Fade to Black (book 3)

- Alright guys, we’re back for book 3!

Ok, we are starting with our girl MC Rose, I like her, I like her

So when is this set????

After The Lost ones Probably 

Ok… she’s getting a job! Good for her!!

Ooo yeah I like her optimism!

Hey new friend!!!

JOEY I SEE U

J O E Y D R E W

NOT

NOT NEW FRIEND

THATS NOT A FRIEND THATS JOEY DREW

anyway

Oooooo wait another new friend! Gladys!!

Oh poor girl

Oh poor baby

Nooooo Rosie it’s ok you won’t get fired 🥺🥺

Shes such a sweetie omggg

JOEY WHEN I GET YOU JOEY 

JOEYYYY YOU MADE HER CRYYY 😡

Oh ok good Shes not fired

But she’s getting moved to Joeys show

That might be worse actually 

SHE HAS A STALKER???

IS IT TOM???

Idk????

Ohhhh nah don’t say yes to the experiments

Crap she said yes

I feel so sorry for her family guys her younger brother seems so sweet

This is gonna make me cry

I just know it

Ok so she has the TV now

And she met that Ethan guy

Now Shes getting lessons????

Yay good 4 her

Oooo TV PARTY

This can only end badly

Them glasses kinda sketchy as heck

BABY BENDY

BABY BENDY MENTIONED‼️‼️‼️

Ok but JOEY DREW WHEN I GET U JOEY

ok so Creepy English Stalker Guy makes a reappearance

WAIT THATS THE TRAIN FROM BATDR

WOOOOOO ITS COMING FULL CIRCLE 

that was not a pun

Ok so Creepy English Stalker Guy is actually good

His name is NOT Tom he is ACTUALLY Archie

He is an ink creature??? Kind of???

OH so it’s GENT 

ok so she’s went to a party

And ALLISON WAS THERE

Allison’s such a sweetheart actually 

BUT ALSO

WILSON

WAS

THERE

WILSON

being his Creepy ‘sweeeetttt *hack* Audreyyyyy *cough cough*’ self

Guess what he’s younger tho

So I guess he’s just always been like that

Anyway blah blah blah also Ethan gets fired

For breaking Joeys super special glasses

And then she left and hallucinated a train (the one mentioned in BATDR) and almost threw herself onto the train tracks but her Stalker who is called Archie and is a sweetie caught her

And OH her brother is hallucinating Bendy and hurting ppl

So yeah it’s the glasses

ALSO DOT IS BACK‼️‼️‼️

Dot my babygirl

SHE ESCAPED ‼️‼️‼️😩

So yeah she has THE ILLUSION OF LIVING

So Rose is reading it 

Um

Yeah the Joeys goddamn books trash guys

Ok so Dot Rose and Archie are meeting at a cafe

So they are telling each other they’re stories

And ARCHIE WAS A GENT EXPERIMENT

ok so this has HUGE lore implications 

So this ties in with secrets of the machine and Riley

SO ROSE DOT AND ARCHIE ARE GONNA BREAK IN AND DESTROY THE INK MACHINE THATS IN THE BASEMENT

this isn’t gonna go we’ll chat

I remember the last time someone tried to destroy this machine 

(Hint hint, it was book 2)

OH NO

OH SNAP

ETHAN GOT KNOCKED OUT BY ARCHIE

ARCHIE FREAKING DIED OR WENT BACK TO THE NETHER WORLD OR WHATEVER 

ROSE AND DOT ARE PLAYING TUG OF WAR WITH ETHANS BODY WITH THE INK DEMON

CRAP THEY ARE KILLING ETHAN

ETHAN IS GETTING RIPPED APART WHAT

WHAT IS EVEN GOING ON

CRAP LET GO!!!!

NOOOOOOOOOO ETHAN DIED

THE INK DEMON GOT HIM

ROSE AND DOT RUNNNN

ok ok they got out

Rose is going home

ROSES BROTHER TRIED TO STAB THEIR MOM

BENDY GRHHHHH

ITS BENDYS FAULT

wait wait wait so Shes going into the nether realm to find her bro

THE PROJECTIONEST

YOOOOOO NORMAN MY MAN 🙌🙌🙌

Sammys not herreeee 😭😭😭😭😭😩😩😩😩

OH she found him!!! Her brother yeahhhhh

She found ARCHiE!!!

THERES OTHER PEOPLE

THEY ALL HAVE TO ESCAPE NOW

WAIT

J O E Y D R E W

ITS J O E Y

JOEYS GOT THE IDEA TO MAKE THE CYCLE OMG OMG OK OK ITS HAPPENING 

THE INK DEMONS COMING

WALK ON AIR ROSIE U CAN DO IT

THEY MADE IT OUT

THEYRE AT HOME

OMG OMG

PLOT TWIST

LEAVE ME ON A CLIFFHANGER WHAT

NOOOOOOO

ok ok books over

OK GUYS THAT WAS A RIDE. Ok so first of all, same feedback as the last two books, it’s so good, written amazingly, ect. Definitely darker in this one, literally a guy got ripped apart in human tug of war so um. Ties in the rest of the books really well, huge lore stuff happening, so I guess we’ll just have to wait and see what happens next game!!!

Overall way better than the FNAF books and I think Adrienne Kress really stepped up here and shined as a writer and I can’t wait to read more! 

Really disappointed Alice didn’t make an appearance but I guess I can’t have everything.

Adrienne Kress make me a Alice Angel book RIGHT NOW 😩😩😩🙌🙌🙌🙌

[rotzaprachim]

it's extremely difficult to count numbers of speakers of minority languages. or languages in general. useful data but needs to be contextualized.

a) many speakers of minority languages esp indigenous people and jews do not want to give identifying info to major polling sites/government

inverse b) with growth in desire for bilingualism, people may mark themselves as speakers of languages they lack proficiency in with the idea they will never be "tested" on this (shockingly common. you ask who does this? MANy people)

c) what is a "speaker?" phd thesis in this

leads to

d) mass undercounting - many measures of language use in countries around the world ask what languages people speak AT HOME. many many speakers of minority or endangered languages as well as speakers of any language which is not a "national standard" do not speak their languages at home, or have a mixed form with family members and friends.

e) mass overcounting - many people who have some knowledge or proficiency in a minority or endangered language do not practice it regularly or feel comfortable having a conversation in it

this is how you end up with the +_ 10 million people to answer "how many people speak spanish in the US?") - estimates tend to run 40 to 52 million people. enormous swing. mainstream news orgs in the US do not seem to consider or label this, even though 10 million people is a LOT (and even though when you get into the meet of data there is a LOT of ambiguity w/ regard to spanish speaking, yiddish speaking, and intergenerational transmission.)

f) it tends to be more difficult for speakers of endangered esp severely endangered languages to reach what they personally or communally hold to be a proficient standard or adult competency in the language - resources, if they exist, are for introductory levels. this means people who might be considered by OTHERs to be fluent in a language might not mark down or consider themselves as such, vice versa people who mark themselves as fluent without necessarily being considered proficient by the speech community or native speakers

g) data rarely separates speaking and reading/writing, loosing a lot of the nuance of minority and diasporic language transmission. even immigrants who are economic refugees may not have literacy or reading ability in their language(s) and literacy tends to drop before speaking ability does in heritage speaking communities. vice versa, only counting speech undercounts other communal languages that may be maintained primarily through written, read, and scriptural means, especially hebrew and arabic

[sagittato]

This is my first post and it’s gonna be low effort because I swear I can’t get this off my mind—

Do people from twisted wonderland realize how much Azul Ashengrotto could potentially look up at Vil Schoenhiet??? ONLY @jxnebuggy ACKNOWLEDGES THIS IN HER fem!twst FANFICS AND IT DRIVES ME INSANE!!!

Vil is a successful, confident, drop dead gorgeous fashion icon. He has a whole business for cosmetics because he’s so gorgeous. He’s very skilled in potion making, so much so bro makes his OWN makeup. He has a strict diet he follows and it’s clearly gving him the results he wants. Vil Schoenheit is everything Azul wants to be!! On top of that, Vil is Azul’s bloody UPPERCLASSMAN.

And does everyone forget how Azul literally info dumped about the man in Book 5 Chapter 2?? Nobody talks about it. They’re too busy headcannoning Sebek or Riddle or Floyd to be neurodivergent af (jkjk)!! Such a shame Vil told him to stfu but in his own pretty, 3w4-coded ways😔😔

Azul has shown before he will invest inhumane amounts of time into things he thinks are important. An example of this is in his birthday jackect card, he talked in a fair amount of detail about the quality of the pillow Ace gave him. He could do this because he researched ON pillow qualities.

It’s likely when he was trying to step up his game with success or diet, he stumbled upon Vil, researched the frick out of this guy, and lo and behold became a fan of his.

Some honourable mentions are when he made a deal with Vil in his ceremonial robes. I haven’t seen it because I wanna save the feeling of raw happiness with these two characters interacting once I get the card. If we didn’t see Azul show any sort of fan behaviour when Vil made that deal then I firmly believe he was kicking, giggling, twirling his hair off camera behind closed doors over it. Then I do hear in the second Camp Vargas event, Azul and Vil had some more interactions! I thiiiiiiink they were getting competitive with each other??? That changes nothing from my ignorant eye. It’s NRC. Everyone is really competitive and will turn on each other’s backs faster than Leona can fall asleep (bro’s actually depressed, I swear).

Anyway, I think it’s only right I list my headcanons now for them:

Azul gobbles up any dietary/beauty tips Vil has

Azul uses Vil’s makeup brand that’s probably vegan

He also collects Vil’s magazines and puts them all in a box hidden away in his closet or under his bed

Vil probably finds him annoying💀💀💀 (what can I say? he has a reputation for not stfu around higher class people)

Elaborating on that, Vil does respect his success but I bet he can see the unhealthy greed that lies under it all. Thus, that’s prolly a reason why he would try to distance himself away from Azul.

BADLY wants to collaborate with Vil because Mostro Lounge profits would soar if they did. Knowing his bold arse he probably made the request at least thrice and Vil shut him down each time. He’s obviously not gonna stop because we all know him. (never back down never what—)

Yes, I know he canonically looks up to Ursula, but I think he would like someone… yknow… alive to look up to.

Keep in mind I’m only on Book 5 Chapter 29 as of this moment so it’s totally possible I missed some things! Leave your opinions, headcanons, or anything else in the comments, I’d love to see them! Do leave spolier warnings though. That way I can decide whether I wanna spoil things first myself or not.

EDIT: I already fixed it but did I really just say book 6 😭😭😭 i meant book 5 i am so sry hdgdhjjjdhdjj

[ask-the-druggieverse]

Pinned Post / Introduction

👋Hello!! Welcome to my MAU (Multiverse AU), like my other MAU this is an Undertale Multiverse AU where instead of everyone killing each other or having issues they instead all get fucking high off their asses either occasionally or forever *cough* Error & Ink *cough*

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Background of blog / Mini Q&A

My name's Inkyu (or Ink), I created this blog after seeing a certain Error-esc ask blog on tumblr and it being a "what if" situation and I thought "what if Error was forever high?" (there's a stupid ass shit backstory I made for it too) and then it snowballed from there, I do have an ending and certain events planned out for the ask blog but majority of the story and what happens in between the events all depend on your asks!

Please be patient with your asks! I go from oldest to newest and sometimes do multiple posts to avoid hiatus's, There will be character ask hiatus's in case I need to work on something for them or they're out of commission, but overall I'll try not to go on a story blog hiatus, so hopefully I won't have to.

If you have any non blog related questions make sure to clarify with "Not a blog question" and then ask <3

Q: Can I dub your comics/ask blogs?

A: Yes you may, but make sure to link back to my main account and blog that you're dubbing from ^_^

Q: Can I make a blog inspired off of/au off of/split timeline off off this blog(or other)

A: Sure IDC, but if it's a split timeline/AU of an AU make sure to give credit back to the blog you're building off off.

A2: If it's a blog similar/inspired off of my blogs but has nothing to do with them you don't really have to link back or say you were inspired off of it, it's up to you if you want to or not

Q: Can I add headcanons to the characters?

A: None of the characters belong to me so pop off monarch, however once I make/post more OC oriented blogs I'll actually answer this question

Q: Can add this MAU to my own MAU? (for any reason)

A: Honestly go ahead, I love MAU/AU's/AT's mixing together! XP

Rules For Asks / Character Conditions!

There's no blacklist for asks, although there is one person I don't want interacting with me (you know who you are.) so I won't list one, but if there are askers being dick heads or.... w e i r d I will turn anon off.

You can also ask pretty much anything really even asking relationship status, I also don't care if you spam ask but just know that if you do that I'll only answer a few and move onto other asks and then come back

❌No Pro/Com/Darkship Asks. (Immediate block/If constant on anon I'm switching anon off) (Also DNI please if you're any of these, thank you ^_^;)

❌I'm not doing constant OC asks, some OC's will be available for asks but they're not the main focus (preferable two (Biscuit and Starfruit will be here)) (I think Dream, Ink, and Error are the main focuses right now)

- You can also ask to have your OC in a BG if you want!! IDM!!! (although no guarantee)

TBA? (we'll see...)

Character Conditions!

Sober

🌟Dream

🌟Swap (Recovering)

🌟Bill (Enabler)

🌟Lust (Recovering) (Takes anti-depressions)

Unsober/High/Drunk

🌙 Nightmare (Opioids / Pain Killers)

🌙Horror (Pot and maybe some more)

🌙Error (Forever weed brownie)

🌙Ink (Forever weed paint)

It's complicated...

🪐Dance (Lust helps him with his drinking problem, however sometimes he relapses)

Doesn't abuse drugs/Sober

☀️Geno (Pain Killers)

☀️Fresh (Edibles or... idk just whatever (no injections, he refuses to do injections))

☀️Reaper (Honestly it's just whatever)

☀️Dust (Pot, it keeps him calm when he starts seeing shit)

Also Outer isn't really a main character here but for shiggles Outer does galaxy gas, if you wanna ask about him go ahead but just know that he isn't a major character and I don't have a lot planned for him :P

Character Credits!

Ink (Comyet) | Geno, Error & Fresh (Lover Of Piggies/Crayon Queen) | Reaper (Renrink) | Lust (AU Community) | Dance (Teandstars / Sterrenschijnsel) | Nightmare & Dream (Joku) | Horror (Sour-Apple-Studios) | Dust/Murder (Ask-Dusttale) | Killer (rahafwabas) | Bill (AU Community) | Swap (AU Community)

Main Blog / My stuff

@inkyu (Main Blog)

I'm queer (Bi, AroAce, Poly(?), and one more thing that I'd rather not share out) and I don't really use any pronouns however if for whatever reason you cannot do that/English isn't your strong suit and you have to use pronouns I.E He/Him or She/Her or They/Them then I'll understand, You can pick whatever. But I'd prefer not being referred to thank you <3

I also use tone indictors like this (jokeing) (serious) (silly) because /j /s and etc etc are hard for me to understand/remember (I am not going to continuously look something up then forget it later(I have shit memory when it comes to something I don't care about)) (except for /j i understand that well because of those /j spongebob memes I find funny), So I would appreciate it if you use it like I do (or not, just be warned your answer might not correspond with your OG tone)

And also on a note with corresponding with OG tone please, please keep in mind that even with the full word I will interpret your tone based on how you write your message, tone tags do not work as intended despite me using the full words (it's to help others who need it). And despite me being neurodivergent (AuDHD and other disorders), stuff with multiple tones will make it more confusing to base how you interpret your OG tone/wrap my head how you wanted your tone to come off so I can respond accordingly.

(you can also use TT's like this too /jokeing, /serious instead of the ()'s if you like using the /'s ^w^)

I also don't care if you tag any post as a ship as long as it's not a proship-esc or anything revolving around it. If you do it's an instant block, I have a horrible history with proshippers and I would rather ya'll not interact if you are one (that includes profics). (Not Threatening / Serious) ((and also cuz I find proshipping gross which also adds to horrible history))

[unproduciblesmackdown]

forget why i was even thinking of it the whole other day but going "what were like Interpersonal Interactions i had over the years that were like meaningful / significant but in a good way" & there's answers & the main genre is like the surprise of just being treated kindly with No Conditions, wasn't ever moved by e.g. approval for doing what you're supposed to wherever, meanwhile didn't even have to be singled out over whatever, which if anything would kind of imply [B/c Of Conditions Met]. but then i was like why limit "experiences of significance over the years of In A Good Way" to "ways i was having some direct 'enough' interpersonal interaction" when that means overlooking / deprioritizing a ton of more readily obvious good shit that was really just about me "on my own" whether there happened to be other ppl in the vicinity (probably) or not

but also obviously Other People are relevant in every moment & part of everyone's lives but like so far beyond "what social interactions are you having w/people in the vicinity" which itself is also so far beyond which interactions get to be supposedly Real & Valuable / Worthwhile, which tends to be those of Family & Friendship & Romantic Partnership & then maybe if we're going wild a vague invocation of "community" beyond this....unsurprisingly a big Reader for those many years & like books exist b/c people make them & b/c there's all the people involved in how then any individual person might access any of those books, & then interact with what's in them. same with yknow everything else made & distributed & accessed, but certainly in particular Media as this site of especially indirect Communication from [who makes what's within its frame] & who takes that in, & you don't really talk back any more directly, unless you do lol, but nobody said communication is only two-way

also that, say, i like to draw, & In Person how to / feedback was always about Realism in drawing/painting from Life / Photos, how to info about the cartoonish expressive antics which you might note is all i care to do coming from Not in person, but certainly from people, books, online, just taking a lot of style inspiration from newspaper comics, nonzero other comics, some illustration, other ppl's linearty stylized work....also thinking about how the like Big Really Great Time Actually revelations of yore included stuff like wow i love being backstage. wow i love being backstage. wow being onstage is alright & i prefer even like more solo than ensemble things even though if only family was completely uninvolved among some other things & wow being onstage is a lot of fun when i get to do villain guy parts & lively side characters & stuff thrown together just to have fun with. wow being in rehearsal yay. being in the auditorium theater or dance studio or greenroom changing room. choir loft, sure. the theater b/c i'm in the audience yayy. didn't have anything to do with other people insofar as None Of That was great times & important memories b/c of the Interactions or Friendships or what have you lol. if anything it ties in with what interactions Were standout, like oh when some adult gave me this Treat just b/c everyone in my grade was getting it just b/c it was just about the last day of school. oh when the bus driver let me get my lunch b/c i only remembered it when the bus pulled up & they seemed completely fine about it. when i get to be treated No Worse than anyone else around, either spontaneously & it surprises me or that when doing a performance you're supposed to be there b/c you have this role & everyone else is there as your collaborator in some form or fashion. but i also liked the performing too, in the relatively limited capacity i ever did it but it was also certainly nonzero & a relatively regular going on

but back to the like yeah it was an interaction when, say, someone made a book with stuff in it & i read it & interpreted it. occuring to me like hmm that might go right along with Imagery i always find resonant where the pov might have nobody around directly observable but there's light in the distance that indicates a presence, & further, perhaps there's the understanding the light is put there deliberately as some signal for whomsoever might be out there to see it. & other things where there are implicit presence / figures who are distant & not connected to you Personally but indirectly / from afar are putting out these [interactions] to help you. like well you don't say

[felixstudios]

{It's 3 AM I'll probably draw something better tomorrow or something}

"Oh, I know Blaze! I wrote a whole profile about it 'cause Professor Pete asked me to! He said it's kind of suspicious, but I think he's overreacting..." Lucky Felix gestured towards her computer, "But this little profile program thingy is pretty cool! Check it out!"

WARNING: 19 errors detected. Please resolve all errors.

BASIC INFO

Name: Blaze Tru Justice

Birthday: ERROR: Could not retrieve data.

Age: 24

Gender: Genderfluid

Pronouns: any

Sexuality: Pansexual ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

EXTRA INFO

Where they live: ERROR: Could not retrieve data

Typ× o• hou$e;

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Unique mannerisms: Blaze always keeps its collar closed, and it will often hide in it when it blushes. They're also known t∆ occasi•nall¥ h&d√ ?=$iπ ERROR: File corruption detected. Please contact Professor Pete for support.

BACKSTORY

Why would I tell you about that? ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

PRESENT

Hobbies: Chatting with Toons, trying new stuff, using gags ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

Current lifestyle: ERROR: Could not retrieve data.

FUTURE

Goals: Make lots of friends! ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

Expectations from others: ERROR: Entry missing data.

PERSONALITY

Incredibly friendly to all Toons- a reformed and rehabilitated Cog. Eager to make friends. ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

RELATIONSHIPS

Family: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Relations to family: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Friends: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Relations to friends: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Love interest: Lucky Felix ERROR: Edited data from unauthorized personnel detected.

Relations to love interests: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Enemies: ERROR: Entry missing data.

Background on enemies: ERROR: Entry missing data.

"W-wait, what?! Where did everything I wrote go...?"

Everything below this is out of character!

Meet Blaze, my new Insider OC! She's working for C.O.G.S., Inc. by gathering intel on the Toons. Her assignment is supposed to last for 3 years, and during this time she's supposed to play the role of a reformed Cog 24/7 even when nobody's looking just in case somebody actually is. This means all reporting must be done at the end of the 3 year period and no contact with C.O.G.S., Inc. is permitted during this time except to play the role of reformed Cog.

He was surprisingly easily able to deceive the Toons into thinking he was reformed, and he found that many of them were eager to form friendships. He also noticed a Toon named Lucky Felix had very obviously caught romantic feelings for him, so he pretended to feel the same way since she had a lot of ties to Resistance Rangers and he wanted to get her to talk.

Sometimes they wonder if they're a monster for not feeling any guilt for deceiving so many Toons, but those thoughts don't last long because they just shrug it off. They've also found that pretending to care about Toons feels like playing a stealth game every waking moment of their life... and it's exhilarating!

[ca-suffit]

Hi! I'm new to the fandom (on Tumblr, anyways--I watched season 1 when it came out (haven't watched season 2 yet)), and I wanted to ask what the racism in the fandom is about? I mean I can guess, since the new show changed Louis, Claudia, and Armand to black/brown actors. I guess I just figured that if people were really against the race and time period changes, then they simply wouldn't watch and be fans of the show?? I mean they are significant changes and they happen from the very first moment of episode one, so if they bother people so much, how would they be able to or want to watch the show and get into the fandom at all?

I guess basically I'm wondering if the racism you see is in the AMC fandom too, or is it more like people who are IWTV fans of the books/movie who don't like the changes?

hi!! thank u for being new here and somehow ending up at this account and asking questions. I feel like it's rare that that happens so I am glad ur here.

so for ur questions....a lot of the racist stuff comes from book fans.

idk if u know the history of the books and also the show, but let me give a brief rundown of it all.

the books started in the late 70s and were a lot of ppl's first exposure to a lot of things (gay relationships, gender stuff, polyamory) at young ages and also when these things weren't seen in many other spaces. anne rice also encouraged her fans to develop parasocial relationships with her, keeping in contact directly thu letters, emails, and phone calls. she also routinely hosted costume balls and stuff (which still happen today).

as for the show history, it took about 7 years for it to end up with AMC and start doing *anything.* anne and her son excitedly kept ppl updated on everything that happened in that time, then suddenly all went quiet once AMC started moving on doing anything. then anne died in 2021, before the show's release within the next year.

if u look at a lot of book ppl's posts about the show, u'll see phrases like "I've waited x years for this." take allllllllll of that info ^^ and stuff it into a single person, who then has existed in this fandom however many years, usually in an echo chamber of likeminded ppl with the same history, and u get a v specific mix of fandom racism. they're in their "sunk cost fallacy" era, basically.

a lot of these ppl don't care at all about the show itself, they're here to see the VC books in a visual format *finally.* they will "suffer" thru whatever just to get any crumb of something they feel is "owed" for being fans so long, for connecting so much to these stories, to anne, w/e the thing is. a lot of them are here for lestat only.

the main issue is that a lot of these fans....just hate the show even from the lestat perspective. they feel like his character is "ooc" for the abuse shown in 1x5, specifically, and have spent the last 2 years writing all kinds of angry posts about it and jumping thru hoops to explain why it's all a lie and why S3 (based on his book) will "fix" everything "finally." they also disregard any of the discussions about race and have targeted black fans a lot over time (general fans of color too but a lot of emphasis on black fans specifically) in attempts to push all of this out of anyone's view, so that they can remain the popular fans. this isn't done by white fans either, a lot of it has been done by other black fans. it's a common tactic used in a lot of spaces, fandom or otherwise, to "give permission" to ppl to let out racist behavior on certain other groups of ppl....but ur not in the group so it's ok, ur safe for "reporting" on "them."

a lot of the problem is these ppl (collectively referred to as "white fandom," which is a mindset, not a skin color), and u can see so many examples of what this looks like if u browse around the account. it's not always so obvious, prbly if ur new too, but u'll learn to see it once u find the pattern.

there's also book ppl who don't engage with the fandom anymore outside their circles but watch the show (or at least parts of it) and still moan how the tags are filled with show stuff and not the books anymore. it's the same "logic" but a different type of fan.

the show only fans aren't rly a problem. a lot of white show only fans haven't understood the racial themes but these aren't usually the ppl who are bullying everyone. it's mostly the book fans who need to feel superior at all times for having read the books. I mean, I've read them too, it's whatever, but some ppl just need that extra special attention about it (even tho they're awful books tbh. she fired her editor three books in and it *shows*).

I felt insane writing this lol but hope that helps clarify??

[chaifootsteps]

feels like in a lot of Viv's responses that she's treating people criticizing the portrayal of SA in Hazbin = people criticizing Raph for the art made on a personal acc.

but it's not the same thing. some will take issue with Raph's art, sure, (and so what if they do?) but ultimately the bigger problem is how it is portrayed in the show. calling it a 'preference' or 'not illegal' or 'none of anyone's business' or w/e is not the point - the point is, did Viv approve a sequence that blatantly objectifies Angel Dust when he's being assaulted?

it's so odd to see people defend this like they would fanfiction - 'it's OK to explore dark themes!', 'don't censor art!' etc. Fanfiction is made for a niche audience and sometimes as an expression of the creator working through a thing. Creators obviously should still have the ability to express themselves through art -sometimes the best art is partly autobiographical - but at the mainstream level you have to take more care with what you're doing because more people will see it! There's a world of difference between someone's clumsily written fic on A03 working through their trauma with a couple hundred kudos and a show on Amazon's streaming platform. not to mention there is a tagging system on a03 so the buyer can beware - if there's truly no CW on Hazbin then it means they're taking less care with triggering material than a literal not for profit fanfiction website

It's not like mainstream media that had indie roots should be exempt from this - all kinds of media are subject to thinkpieces about how they portray SA and survivors of SA, because how you represent it matters. there are so many pernicious myths around SA and survivors, creators who have the power of a platform also have the responsibility to think about what they're doing (same with any sufficiently big indie project, tbh, look at the sheer number of bad takes surrounding why Blitzo and not Stolas is totally in the wrong in the whole Stol/tz mess HB has become)

and at the very least, showrunners need the ability to understand criticism will come if people feel like they fumbled it. anyone should understand there will be a diversity of opinions on this; if a showrunner's only objective is 'be praised at all times' or 'never be criticized' then they should probably stay away from contentious topics all together?

the only fair thing I think Viv has said here is that the whole scene hasn't come out yet and to reserve judgement for then - but I think it's totally understandable why people think early indications are Not Good. the second thing is I think she mentioned no one should have to disclose whether they've been SA'd or not before working on a scene like Poision. Which is fair - but Raph did disclose that info, and voluntarily (and instead of saying it was no one's business, Viv either lied on their behalf or outed them to score a point. Is it bad to force people to disclose whether they've been SA'd or not, Viv, given you're apparently OK doing it to your staff?).

idk, I just think there should maybe be some oversight through due diligence on a sensitive subject, even for survivors of SA when working on scenes like this? or at least there should be if you're going to claim you care about the topic and are trying to push boundaries with your art. if you don't care, say as much.

It wouldn't be much better to see Viv admit she just wanted edgy dark stuff in her show, but man, it would at least be honest

It's all a mess, on Viv's side and the fandom's. Viv keeps saying that the scene will make everything clear and speak for itself, but if that were true, why couldn't she just let it do that?

The answer, of course, is because she's Viv. The slightest bit of criticism and she loses it.

[bianca-starling-hf]

hi ⭐

Hi my name is Bianca. I'm 14 and I like birds and ice skating. People are cool too most of the time :) I live in Hatchetfield. Hatchetfield High Freshman, go nighthawks! I work at the Hatchetfield Public Library at the desk.

She/They 🪽 Non Binary 🪽 Aroace 🪽 14

a fun fact about me is that I have really good eyesight. I see a lot of things people dont tend to see, and it can get kind of overwhelming but it's cool i guess. I'm not really sure where I got it from but i've had it since i was born.

ooc from here on out 🪽

Interactions are always open unless I say they're not! This goes for asks, rps and anything else really! typically asleep around 12pm-10am gmt (shh I don't have a sleep schedule)

!!this blog WILL contain themes of: cults/LiB worship, human experiments, the average hatchetfield experience and all the shit that comes from dealing with the Lords in Black!!

more ooc + info under cut :3 ⭐

Hiii this is the admin @frongle444 (any prns idm!!) teehee :3

(also this blog is subject to just- dying for a couple months w/o warning sometimes lol but its never ur fault!!!)

rules!! 🪽:

no shipping uh bc I don't want to lol (and also they're aroace)

pls no nsfw!!!

physical harm/fighting/etc in rp is fine (this is hatchetfield babey and the death count is there for a reason teehee)

hatchetfield-esque jokes/humor/happenings are to be expected

!Disclaimer! I know nothing about anything most of the time!! I'm just trying to have fun idk man :')

more about bianca!! ⭐

powers - ok so Bianca is blinky's kid. well. sort of. blinky blessed a human couple with a child, but some (like actually miniscule in comparison he barely even noticed) of his power seeped into the child, and Bianca is the result of that. sometimes blinky speaks to her in her head, but very rarely. he asks very little of her, but when he does it's usually either to stir up some drama or just to stand at a certain place at a certain time to catch the gossip. she is a glorified cctv for him really. they have not yet been asked to kill anyone for him.

more: they can see a little bit more than the average human (an increased FOV, can see just a couple more wavelengths than normal and night vision just good enough to make out the basic shapes). her eyesight is very sharp and her hearing is also a little bit better than average. she also has very good photographic memory - not in the way where she can remember everything, but she can remember a lot and the things they do remember are pictures. her eye necklace acts as one of blinky's thousand eyes and he can watch through it and keep an eye (haha) on her

parents/history - in return for Bianca, Bianca's parents joined the Church of the Starry Children, indebted to Blinky, eventually becoming ccrp scientists (who occaisionally ask them weird questions but its ok mostly). Bianca grew up around the church and its members, but she didn't particularly care. most of the adults are cautious to approach her in fear of angering Blinky tbh. at church they spend most of their time watching the others and trying to figure out their secrets

personality - they like watching things and generally are ok just watching the world go by and eavesdropping. she is quiet and has the freeze panic reaction. pretty good at sports (vision) but far prefers the arts. doesn't speak very much. likes hiding in corners and Watching™ for funsies. very good at shredding people to bits online but pretty terrible at it irl. she likes to know how things work. calm but easily angered/upset. deemed a nerd because of their obsession with researching and learning things (girlie needs to know e v e r y t h i n g). finds it hard to imagine others' perspectives and generally low empathy

favourite things - her favourite animals are birds, specifically the checked-tail hatchefield nighthawks. she likes the witchwoods, drawing/painting/the arts, ice skating, watcher world and space. They've made trying to figure out every detail about a person into a game she plays with themself.

dislikes - Bianca fucking HATES being alone or the feeling of being alone. they hate bright lights, big crowds, physical touch, when she doesn't know things and when she feels like people are talking about them and she doesn't know why.

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description - [square brackets]

thoughts - italics [can be in desc]

speech - plain text

ooc - yellow!!

tags ⭐

#🪽starlingspeaks - in character tumblr posts

#🪽starlinganswers - in character ask replies

#🪽starlingrps - rps

#🪽starlingrbs - in character reblogs

#not🪽 - ooc/headcanons about bianca

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feel free to ask/dm about any other character info!

the star dividers come from this post <3

[aita-blorbos]

AITA for avenging my brother?

hiiiii ^^ so im (30, let's say M for convenience's sake) am currently the leader of a very big sect, which was Not the plan WhatSoEVER (i'll get into it). i was born as the younger sibling to the sect heir, which meant i had free reign to basically do whatever i wanted while he got the responsibilities and stuff! great deal methinks. our father died when we were both still young due to heart issues that run in the family and also being killed. since my brother had a decade or so on me, he pretty much raised me from then on while also having the new role of official sect leader on his shoulders.

again, seems like a good deal! he was strict, and really really insisted i practiced my fighting skills (like that wasn't the literal cause of our family's heart issues) to the point that one time he like kind of burned my paper fan collection in front of me but that's like it's all besides the point okay he loved me and i loved him and we were both there for each other okay? okay

anyway he had this servant/best friend/pretty sure somethingsomething was going on there. he was kind of like a second big brother to me. our interests overlapped and he also preferred stuff like art and poetry over fighting. he understood me in a way that my brother couldn't, and he helped raise me just as much, even accompanying me to my third year of summer courses. which lol was supposed to be a one year course but i failed twice. lmao w/e

things got... bad. a war broke out, the servant betrayed us by letting a dangerous enemy out of his cell, and he and my brother had a horrible fight that ended in the former's expulsion from our sect. fast forward yadda yadda this isn't so much the part of the story it's just context but basically that turned out to be a plan to get close to the enemy sect leader so he could stab him in the back. which turned out to become a recurring theme.

the servant, now a prominent figure in his own sect, my brother, and one basically-a-celeb from another sect became this big trio (and totally a Thing) because of the role they played in ending the war. servant-now-big-boy (let's go with snbb for convenience) used that position to send my brother into a cardiac arrest by playing a melody that was supposed to soothe him differently.

so now i was alone, and with one of the current biggest sects to lead, while all i wanted to do is look cute, paint and be bisexual. you can probably imagine how i felt when i learned who did it, especially considering how not only no one else knew, but he got /rewarded/ for it by becoming a sect leader himself. soooo i got a little silly and here's where i mighttttt be tah :3

basically i started a 10+ years revenge plan. i didn't really plan a /lot/ of it, but i knew i'd have to resurrect one of my childhood friends for it to grab attention away from me etc and such and so on and so forth. but basically i also got a gay and socially rejected teenager killed for that, desecrated the corpse of snbb's mother, paid some people to spread rumours here and there, possibly killed a few cats to lure a group of people where i needed them to be, and adopted a public persona of a useless idiot who couldn't run a sect for the life of me to keep suspsicions off of me for the duration of this, which was Also a part to get back at him because that meant he, as someone responsible and sooo niceys and oh won't you please help your poor little meowmeow with the big scary emails plssss (he basically ran the sect for me lol).

to top it all off i had him killed by the one person that loved him the most (mister sir basically-a-celeb. god his jawline is stronger than my will to live) (he has gone into seclusion and is isolating himself indefinitely to mourn)

but also all this allowed my old bestie to get gay married with his longtime heartthrob

so. aita?