#mac is a girl scout canon

[searching-by-neon-light]

Hi has anyone drawn Mac selling Girl Scout cookies yet? I think the visual would be funny and fun and I think she would be a cadette at her age

[allzelemonz]

Reciprocation: Micah Bell X Male Reader

Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader referred to as ‘boy’ Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/References to sex Warnings: Soft Micah Bell, Micah realizing he like sensual touch, smitten Micah, dancing, drinking, kissing, admitting feelings, referenced masturbation, pre-canon/pre-Blackwater, Callander boys are alive, Jenny’s alive Summary: A relaxed day in camp gives Micah a chance to act on his feelings with the help of a little liquor and jealousy.

The sun hangs high over West Elizabeth and as far as the Van der Linde gang is concerned, it’s a nice, lazy day. The laundry, sewing, dishes, everything is all caught up and the water hauling, wood chopping, and cooking has been done for hours, enabling everyone in camp to lounge. Even Miss Grimshaw has found a comfortable spot with a book, leaving the cares of camp upkeep for tomorrow.

Tilly is winning game after game of dominos, a few others are playing poker, the rest are scattered around camp for their own entertainment. The newest members of the gang, each only a handful of weeks joined, have all found their places by now. Charles finds his entertainment in watching the games of poker, Lenny sits with young Jenny, and Micah sits by the scout fire with a whittling stub. However, the blond’s focus is elsewhere. It has been since he took Dutch up on his offer and came to camp. His eyes are on you.

You have found your relaxation in watching the Callander boys attempt to best each other in bravery by throwing knives at each other’s feet. He’s close enough to hear the chatter of the group, still far enough for no one to notice his staring.

Mary-Beth winces as another knife hits the dirt by Mac’s shoe. “You two ain’t gonna keep doin’ this, are ya?”

“Ain’t goin’ nowhere.” Mac says, picking up the knife his brother threw.

“Somebody’s gonna get hurt.” She mutters.

“That’s the point.” You sigh. “Whoever flinches or messes up the throw loses.”

“Couldn’t y'all play blackjack er somethin’?”

“No cards.” Davey mutters, watching as his brother aims for his throw.

“Besides…” You lean a little closer to Mary-Beth. “Watching a man jump around with a knife in his foot is much more entertaining.”

Mary-Beth scoffs, turning her attention to the book in her lap. You shake your head and the smile that works its way onto your face makes Micah smile himself. There isn’t a thing he doesn’t want from you at this point. When he first joined he just thought of you as one of Dutch’s little pawns, as dumb as Williamson and useless as MacGuire. But as time went on and he saw you handle a gun, kill a few folks, put the odd fella in his place, he started falling. Initaly, after a job with you, he hoped for a quick night hidden in the trees after a few drinks, then he got to know you a little. He sat at camp fires where you talked with the others, he played a game of poker with you, he saw you go about your daily life. Every little thing fell into place to the point of him being absolutely smitten.

And that is exactly why he hasn’t spoken to you outside of a job since he realized it.

He knows you’ll reject him. Closest you’ve come to a man like him is Davey with his blond hair and similar vicious nature, but most would say the Callander boy is much handsomer than him, much more likable as well. You have no reason to like Micah and he knows it, so he throws meaningless flirtations around to whoever will listen and keeps you at a distance. Failure is much worse than not trying at all.

He looks up from his whittling in time to see Davey’s shoe catch Mac’s knife. He doesn’t scream but a smile spreads over his face, so it likely didn’t hit his foot. Still you look worried and it makes Micah grip his knife’s hilt a little tighter in jealousy. It’s you that gets on the ground to check the knife, you that pulls it out and hands it to Davey, and Micah swears your fingers linger when you hand it to him.

“Davey wins!” You say with a grin. “Money, please, Mary-Beth.”

The girl glowers at you but she fishes the money from a page in her book and hands it to you.

“Damn it.” Mac groans.

Davey grins, tossing his brother the knife before putting an arm around your shoulders. Micah nearly breaks the piece of wood in his hand from how tightly he grips it. He knows you’re friends, he knows you’ve known each other a good amount of time, and he has no reason to think you think of anyone in this gang as anything other than a friend. Yet, he hates Davey for touching you.

“Buy me a drink with your winnings, cowboy?” Davey chuckles.

The smile you give the Callander boy makes Micah’s head spin and he doesn’t catch your response. Mac pushes the two of you apart, saying something, but Micah can only watch you as you move to talk to Mary-Beth. You lean on the chair she sits on, looking over her shoulder at her book. He’d give anything to have that kind of proximity to you.

“Will you two shut up!” Karen yells from the poker table.

“Not a chance, Miss Jones!” Mac yells back.

The brothers each touch your shoulder as they hurry off to bother Karen, leaving you and Mary-Beth alone. You point at something on the page and Mary-Beth looks up at you with a smile, playfully slapping your hand away as her cheeks go red.

“You read filthy things, Miss Gaskill.”

“You hush.” She giggles, shooing you away.

You turn with a smile and retreat towards the main fire where a few others sit, telling stories. Micah lets himself breathe for a moment before realizing that the image of your smile isn’t going to leave his head while he feels a familiar tightness in his pants. He leaves the scout fire for the trees, abandoning his whittling in favor of imagining you.

When he returns, the camp has moved on to music and drinking. He finds you easily, by the Callanders again as well as Tilly, all with smiles. Micah brings himself to the crate of whiskey, meeting Bill there. He glares at the man, in no mood for conversation. As quickly as he can, he drowns himself in the buzz liquor provides. He distances himself from you, not wanting to see whatever attention you give other people. A few of the gang start to dance with another when the music from Dutch’s tent turns sweet. Lenny and Jenny, Hosea and Dutch, Karen and Mary-Beth, all swaying with smiles and sweet feelings.

Then he sees you and Davey smiling at each other and whatever sense of self control he has left is thrown to the wind when he tosses his whiskey bottle to the ground.

He clears his throat and the group looks up at him from their spot on the ground.

“Mister Bell.” Mac smiles. “Wanna sit?”

He ignores the brother, instead holding out a hand to you. His actions purely spurred on by liquor fueled confidence. “Dance with me.”

Tilly covers her mouth when she starts to laugh, not wanting to be impolite despite the absurdity. Davey leans closer to you and whispers something Micah can’t hear, irritating him more.

Before he can open his mouth to tell the Callander boy off, you stand and take his hand. Micah stares for a moment, the drunken state of his mind finds some sense of sobriety as he looks at you. You’re smiling. At him. Your hand is touching his. He feels like a dumb kid.

“I’d love to, Micah.”

His name on your lips is something he could listen to on a loop forever. You’ve never said it so sweetly before. He’s only ever heard you say it to get his attention or as a passing greeting

“Y-Ya would?” He finds himself saying before he can stop it.

You step closer to him, your hand now holding his with your fingers laced together. “Very much.”

He clears his throat to compose himself and nods when he can’t make words come out. You pull him along to the open space where others are dancing and put your hands on his waist. He timidly places his on your shoulders as you start to sway with the music. There is the distinct feeling of eyes watching the two of you and Micah has to make himself think they’re jealous he’s dancing with you even though he knows they’re more likely shocked that you’re doing so.

“Micah?”

He blinks, focusing on your face and pushing his doubts away. You pull him closer, pressing yourself against him and Micah naturally lets his arms drape around your neck.

“You’re acting strange.” You say and he can feel your breath on his face.

He clears his throat. “Ain’t nothing ta worry about, cowpoke.”

“Really?” You smile, your hand snaking around to run along Micah’s spine. “You sure?”

Micah shivers under the touch. “Best watch yerself, darlin’.”

He gets caught on the way your eyes sparkle in the low light, admiring their color in a proximity he’s never been granted before. Your foreheads are nearly touching, noses brushing if he doesn’t sway quite right.

“Why would I wanna do that?” You ask as your hand squeezes his waist.

For a moment he can’t find his breath, your hands on him feeling like fire. “Don’t want folks thinkin’ yer fallin’ for me.”

“I fell for you a long time ago, Micah.” You whisper, just a paper’s worth of distance from his lips. “Just didn’t think you did until you started acting strange.”

He can’t take the proximity anymore, your lips just barely touching his and your hands touching him softer than anyone ever has, he closes the gap and presses his lips to yours. There’s not a care in the world about the rest of the gang, he can’t afford to care, not when he needs you the way he does. His hand goes to your hair as you hold him steady against you, the dancing part of your encounter fading away completely when your tongue pushes past his lips.

When you pull away from him he chases for an inch, immediately missing the intimacy. You smile at him and your eyes move to something in the distance. Micah turns to see Davey approaching with a sour look, holding out money. You take it from him, putting the money in your pocket before your hand returns right back to Micah’s waist.

“I ain’t losin’ the next one.” Davey says flatly.

“You could still beat Mac.” You say, hand squeezing Micah’s waist again. “And Javier.”

Davey smirks. “Have fun, asshole.”

He walks away and you turn your attention back to Micah. “Stupid bet.” You say, giving him a quick kiss. “Don’t worry about it.”

“About me?”

You smile and Micah can feel it against his lips. “Kinda… I’ll tell you later.”

Micah’s questions are silenced when you kiss him again. Your hands wander his sides, only inhibited from touching his skin by a thin red shirt and he’s never been more thankful for dressing comfortably. His heart drops for a moment when he feels your hands find his protruding stomach, knowing it’s not his most desirable feature, but you treat it like the rest of his body, with a gentleness and adoration that makes him moan against your lips.

“Like the way you feel, Micah.” You mutter, smiling against him.

He shutters as your hand traces the bottom of his stomach that sticks out above his waistline. “Shit…”

“You want something real, Micah?” You ask. “Or just tonight.”

He’d take anything. You could beat him senseless and he’d thank you, humiliate him in front of everyone and he’d still feel butterflies in his stomach, even slit his throat and he’d spend his last few seconds of life relishing in the feeling of you being close to him.

But if he could pick, he’d spend the rest of his life with you. He’d be sweet, loyal, anything. If he never has to see you with anyone else, if he can know that you’re even half as in love with him and he is with you then he’d give his worthless life. There’s not much to it that’s worth anything, but you are. He’s waited his whole life for a man that could make him forget how pathetic he feels when he’s smitten and with you all he feels is warmth and security.

“S-Somethin’ real.”

You grin, giving him a quick kiss. “Come sit with us then.”

Micah follows your eyes to the Callander boys and Tilly, where you’d been sitting before. He has to remind himself that it’s him you’re kissing, him you’re holding, not one of the Callanders or anyone else in the gang-- him. You picked greasy, potbellied, erratic Micah Bell over everyone else. So, of course, he follows you without question.

[pjunicornart]

Rosey

Finally, we have the Scout's mother. Rosey. Because she too needed a redesign.

Bio: Rosey is a... She'd rather keep that a secret for now. What you do need to know right now is that she can create canon and change canon at will. She can do this with any domain that is her own. This includes changing her own appearance. This is the look and body she has chosen for herself, as she feels strongly for this identity.

Basic Info Nicknames: None Age: ??? Height: 8'3" Gender Identity: Cisgender (female, she/her) Sexual Orientation: Demiromantic Asexual Can't Leave the House Without: Phone, Earbuds, Backpack

Relationships Kermantha - Business partner/friend, interesting Candy - Son, very good Studio - Son, distant but good Cupcake - Son, her little goober Bubblegum - Son, her little gremlin Rainbow - Son, her little shorty Pajama - Daughter, always set aside girl time

Miscellaneous Little Facts - She created the Scouts because of her own want to be a guardian figure. - She has a love-hate relationship with the ocean. On the one hand, it's peaceful. On the other, open ocean. - Rosey loves all types of aesthetics, but she's drawn to ones like "weirdcore" and "dreamcore", plus others under those umbrellas. - She eats by shoving food down the esophagus of her neck. - She wears super long sleeves because she has no hands. Only eyes. - Her TV screen changes depending on the mood she's in. - Rosey met Kermantha when she was training to become what she is. - Rosey and Kermantha have a lot of inside jokes between them, ones that her sons still don't understand. - She sends her Scouts out to collect information. What information? That's classified. Just know that they're looking for something. - Her ultimate, all time favorite food is mac n' cheese. Not just any mac n' cheese... BOX MAC N' CHEESE. - She likes to keep her work space bright and happy. She keeps stuffed animals on the shelves and dolls above the desk. - She's known to ramble on about whatever's one her mind at the time. - Rosey always wears a backpack when going out. Because she can fit more stuff in it. - Rosey's domains usually have strict rules and guidelines. - She can't just choose a favorite color. She loves them all.

AND THAT'S IT!!! No, I didn't forget the "Powers" section. I left it out on purpose... heh heh heh. Anyways, her Scouts/kids all have their own posts, too! So check them out! Candy... Studio... Cupcake... Bubblegum... Rainbow... Pajama...

[hunienews]

I made a list of everything we know about Huniepop 2!!

If you think I missed anything, please let me know!!

- Huniepop 2 (and Spiral Scouts) was officially announced in October 2016

- 12 confirmed dateable girls; 2 from Huniepop, 7 from Huniecam, and 3 completely new girls.

- Kyu intentionally leaves herself out when talking about girls you can date in the hunie direct, so she may not be dateable, but it’s not off the table

- HCS girls that did make it into this game will be much more fleshed out

- We have currently seen 2 alternate outfit/hairstyles for Sarah, 2 for Jessie, 1 for Candace, 1 for Abia, 1 for Polly, 1 for Lailani, 1 for Brooke and 1 for Kyu

- Ashley will be the first girl the player meets in HP2

- Jessie and Abia will have an interaction since Abia is a fan of Jessie’s old works

- The player will have the choice to choose Polly’s genitals, it won’t affect any dialogue, just the CGs

- There’s also a few new facts we learn from the girls’ bios, such as Nora being Kyanna’s cousin, Brooke being Audrey’s aunt, Zoey’s real name is Denise, and of course Jessie not working as a porn star anymore and being depressed

- Skylar Davenport, the VA for Sarah in HP2 and voice of Nikki in HP1 and HCS, said in her tweet announcing her involvement that she can “neither confirm nor deny what Nikki is up to” in HP2. Could mean anything, but I just wanted to point it out!

- main focus of HP2 is bringing HCS girls into the Huniepop universe

- Huniecam is not canon in the “HP timeline”

- Huniepop 2 is a direct sequel to Huniepop and will take place 2 years later from the first game.

- We will be playing as the same protag as HP1, and the protag sleeping with the girls of the first game are canon to the story

- Kyu says we slept with Venus, so it might be canon that the player slept with all the secret girls as well

- Player is going on vacation and will be going to the island of Inna de Poona

- A teaser trailer came out earlier this year showing off two destructive deities called Nymphojinn who have been sleeping for 10,000 years and will destroy the earth. A chosen one is needed to stop them, who will probably be us, and they will probably be dateable

- The trailer also shows a new symbol alongside flirtation, talent, etc, meaning it’ll probably be apart of the new gameplay.

- We have seen 3 CG teases (Jessie, Candace, and Sarah) and 1 scrapped CG (Lillian and Kyu)

- We have seen 6 spots we’ll be visiting (Aquarium, Hotel Lobby, Poolside Bar, Surf Shack, Cruise Ship, and the boardwalk one), and know of another called Private Table. We have also seen what the hotel lobby looks like in the evening and surf shack at night, confirming that day and night cycles is back

- We have heard 4 songs so far (Private Table, Aquarium, Cruise Ship, and the one that plays during the Hunie directs)

- It was also confirmed that some songs will be remixed versions of the ones from HP1, like how Aquarium is a remix of Ice rink

- There is a subtitle for the game, but it would reveal too much about the genre of the game. Title will possibly be tropical themed

- Game will be censored like HP1 on steam, but there will be a patch you can use on day of release

- You will be able to play as a girl in HP2 again

- Entire creative team of HP1 is back (Music, Writers, Artists, etc)

- The game will be fully voice acted again and we know of all 12 VAs (13 counting Kyu). Some VAs will be returning to reprise their roles (Jessie, Lola, Nora, Lailani), and some girls will have entirely new VAs (Brooke, Candace, etc)

- Game will be coming to Mac and PC but other platforms are being looked into

- A poll asked fans if they want more frequent reveals or to hold reveals until we got close to release. Results were close (60%/40%) so dev decided to hold reveals

- A poll asked fans if they liked the learning/memorizing mechanic in HP1, 60% liked it

- Huniedev at one point asked people for different item set ideas (like the jewelry or cosmetics sets in HP1)

- Huniedev said he changed the way where girls switch their hairstyles abruptly (like from a date to the bedroom in HP1) in HP2 to be more seamless

- Dev jokingly asked if the difficulty slider should be based off height, but I think it’s safe to say there will be a difficulty slider

- Poll was ran asking about the Bedroom Bonus round and 76% said they loved it

[dracula-in-purple-story]

From Enemies to Friends

CHAPTER TWO

Author’s Note : All of this is ENTIRELY NON-CANON. I’m still working on my writing skills. Thank You and Enjoy, hopefully.

It was late at the dark, gloomy night. Most residents are deep into their dream wonderland. Some are doing their shady businesses. Unfortunately for the hidden residents of Inkopolis, there were no rest for them.

Multiple alarms blasted out in the massive fortress located deep in the forest of Mount Nantai. Most of the people emerged from their slumber quickly and get dressed before waking up those who are a deep sleeper. After they geared up, they immediately rushed to the nearest kettle in order.

Nicholas, who had just walked through the gate door of the main entrance, heard the alarm and, with a little bit of hesitation, dropped everything he was holding as he rush straight to the emergency kettle at the corner of the front garden wall, where it was hidden by flower bushes. He changed into his other form and swam right into it.

As soon as he emerged from another kettle, the place around him reveals to be an underground base. Full with equipments, gadgets, computers and weapons. He rarely went here ever since he became a co-guardian for his young master but he knew, for a fact, that this place is now chaotic. 

Half of the night-shift people are typing away in their computers and tried to keep track on their task or rushing around, while another half of them seems to be missing, but it soon replaced by bunch of day-shift people fully suited up and lined up right in front of an old but fitted lady, who aged pretty well for a 130-years-old.

“Nicholas, just in time.” the old lady said in a firm authority, “Before we address the situation here, how’s my grandson?”

Fond murmurs were heard among the people before got silenced by the glare from the old lady. Nicholas sighed in bliss, “He’s fine, Mistress! He is still the pure boy who worried over small things.”

She nodded in acknowledgement, smiling a bit, before broadcast a image onto the huge projector screen in front of them. A crashed unidentified flying object. Half of the crowd gasped. “Isn’t that a failed prototype of Thunderstrike? Why is it here?!” Suzuki, another co-guardian of Erek, speaking her mind out in fear. 

“Minale, come here and report on what the Scout Squad D had discovered, please.” the old lady said with simple directness. A three feet being, equipped with a large propeller helmet, zoomed right behind the crowd. “As you can see from the picture,” she started her report while landed on the table with grace, “a failed prototype military aircraft, Thunderstrike, crashed outside the city, with a corpse of a Mini Zapfish that was used to operated the aircraft. Bless its soul.”

“The Scout Squad D previously assumed that it was just a public test run from the underground Oct-”

“Wait,” Nick rudely interrupted Minale’s report, “what do you mean by ‘previously’?”

“It is where I’m trying to get to the point, Mr Nicholas!” she scoffed, “If I may continue, they thought it was just a test run until a power outage happen. It only last for approximately five minutes before the power came back.”

“Ten minutes before we activate the emergency alarms...” Minale continued along with a stressful sigh, broadcast the picture of Inkopolis Tower, “...the Great Zapfish is gone.”

This statement alerted the uneasy crowd as they scanned the picture. Indeed, the Great Zapfish is missing from its tower. The Mistress clapped lightly to gain their attention back to her. She nodded to the Scout captain who zoomed back to her post, giving out commands as she spoke to the microphone that wirelessly connected to the Scout Squad D.

“So far, the conclusion of the report is that Thunderstrike is merely a distraction tool in order to steal the Great Zapfish. Even though we all know that we got more than enough Zapfishes to supply our power source and they have other resources to generate power,” the old lady halted her talk for a few seconds, “why would they want the Great Zapfish for? Any possible answer? Or someone knows exactly why he would need it?”

The absolute silence is eerie until Suzuki shakily raised her hands. The old lady arched her eyebrows before nodding to let her answer. “Twenty years ago, I... I participated the project before I escaped, Mistress Octivia. He’s building some... sort of heavy spherical aircraft with some built-in turntables and mixers... along with some Wasabi supplies...” she gulped, “...the module were estimated to use large amount of energy... but Alivia and Alivia Jr helped me sabotaged the process before aiding me to escape that hell hole!”

“Calm down, dearest.” a tall figure, wearing a set of laser sight goggles, patted her shoulders sympathetically as she cried uncontrollably.

“Go calm your wife, Hayato. I fill in the rest of the details to you two later.” The lady in charge pardoned them as they walked back to the kettle. “Unfortunately, even with their best efforts in sabotaging, the heavy aircraft was built. If he manage to tame the Great Zapfish to do his bidding, Inkopolis is doom to be destroyed.”

“And as Octarians ourselves, we know how Octavio operated behind his DJ set. If we let that happen, we would be back to the starting point! Are you ready to oppose against the hypnotisation once more, my fellow friends?!” she shouted in a fierce tone.

“YES, MISTRESS!”

~~~~~~~~~~

Erek woke up early in the morning, the sky was bright and the sunlight shone through the windows. Lazily, he stretch his body as he get up from his bed and walked out from his bedroom. The birds were chirping and enjoying the cool breeze when he opened up the slide door that leads to the balcony. The dew drops were falling from the leaves of various flowers he potted yesterday. The sun was rising up from the clouds as he water his flowers.

Just as he walked back to his bedroom to take some clothes for his fresh debut, there came a huge knocking and loud ringing on the main door. 

“Must be the neighbours... Cod, I forgot about introducing myself to them yesterday!” the boy mentally slapped himself, “Coming!”

He rushed to the door, not before he tied his tentacles to Topknot, and opened it to see three inklings standing there. One of them, the cyan ‘inkling’ girl, looks familiar but he couldn’t pinpoint on where he seen her before. The middle one of the group, a pink inkling girl, decided to talked.

“Hello there, rookie! The name’s Callie Mac N! Callie for short. On my left is one of my Roller buddies, Mike!”

Mike, an orange inkling boy, raise his Octoglasses and rest it in his forehead, “Hello~!”

“On my right is our little floof of our humble crew, Jewel!”

The cyan girl smiled brightly, “Hewwo, I’m Jewel. Your neighbour at the corner over there! My mommy told me about your arrival yesterday. What’s your name?”

The three of them stared at him with excitement. Nervously, he scratched his head before replying, “Oh... uh... My name is Erek! Nice to meet you all! Want to come in? I’m about to change my clothes and start cooking breakfast.”

“Oh, great! Thanks, buddy. Don’t mind us crash-... WOAH!” As soon as they were welcomed into Erek’s home, they were met with the most freshest living room they ever seen. A bookcase full of the latest video games, a clearly expensive LED TV along with its loudspeakers, limited edition of Chirpy Chips poster with the members’ signature and, is that a freaking CoroCoro hoodie hanging on a coat rack that was supposed to be out in like, next year?

“Umm, guys? You have been standing here for a long time. I made some light breakfast so we could... uh... chat?” Erek, now donning the Starting Gears, was quite concerned about his new friends, who gawked at his living room quite a long time. “Is it weird? My living room?”

The trio snapped out of their daze. “What, no!” Callie exclaimed, “It’s just... woah! My daily earnings couldn’t even pay for this kind of luxuries! Let alone that hoodie! How did you managed to get that?! It was supposed to come out next year!”

“Next year? But I got it for my birthday three days ago. My friend, Kevin, who gave me that just said they have extras so... yeah!” Erek recalled a little. 

“Dude, you don’t actually mean Kevin, the famous trendsetter who just opened a company called Cuttlegear? That guy knows his stuff about fashion!” Mike gushed, “This Octoglasses? Automatically became my favourite headgear after he post some cool model pictures with them. And you know him?!”

“Yes? He works for my Grandmama and he take care of my wardrobe since I was young.”

“Wow! That is crazily fresh! Can I check your closet?”

“Mike, that is rud-”

“Sure, go straight and turn left, you should be able to reach my gear wardrobe.”

Mike cheered as he rushed to the location. Jewel facepalmed, “I’m sorry about my boyfriend.”

“It’s fine. I could give some gears away if he loved it so much. I was planning to buy my own clothes with empty slots anyway.”

“Wait, wha-”

“OH MY GOD! CALLIE! JEWEL! LOOK AT THIS! EREK HAVE SUPER FRESH CLOTHES! EVEN THE SLOTS ARE GOD TIER! I’M IN HEAVEN!”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Gramps, come on... pick up the cells already...” Marie is pacing around the studio. After her cell ended with the monotone message and a beep, she heavily huffed before looked helplessly at her cheerful cousin, which now have a frown on her face as she fiddling with her thumbs. “Nothing?”

“Nothing.” she plopped down to a sofa as Callie sat down nervously beside her. 

“It can’t be... he usually would answer us in a few rings. And now this happens!”

“It’s going to be alright, Cal. Once we finished our broadcast, we head straight down to Octo Valley to check up on him. He’s the strongest squid we have ever known.”

“I know, Marie. But, it’s Gramps we are talking about. Possibilities are limitless! What if his SquidCell is broken? What if he was kidnapped? What if-”

“Callie, calm down!” her cousin smacked her head slightly before caressing it gently. Callie pouted before surveying around the studio. The production team is a hectic mess. Bumping against each other frantically, papers are flying everywhere, the cameras are being thrown left and right.

“Squid Sisters? Five more minutes before we start the Inkopolis News!” a female show betta glided gracefully in front of the two cousins, pointing at her blue watch impatiently.

“Ms Betty!” the Squid Sisters immediately stand up and bow to her. “Sorry, me and Marie were-”

“I know,” Ms Betty halted the black inkling, “I’m not blaming you girls. This is probably the first time we have to broadcast this kind of news. If it weren’t for that Great Zapfish to go missing on us...”

“We understand, Ms Betty. We truly do.” Marie grimaced a bit before following behind their director. Once they arrived at the Inkopolis News Studio, they immediately went into position, just like they had been practised for the last few weeks.

“Don’t be nervous and follow the script. Add some colours into it like you are not reading whatever was written here, okay? That was what made this program famous for.” Ms Betty addressed, “We are ready in three, two...”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Man, you are a really good cook!” Callie complimented Erek as they finally arrived at the Plaza. Jewel nodded shyly, agreeing what she had said while Mike is burping loudly, “Yeah, you should totally teach me that recipe! I could cook for my babs and mother-in-law too!”

“Mike!” Jewel slapped his back softly. They laughed loudly at the interaction. Probably loud enough to cause four certain inklings to turn their heads to them. 

“Oh, you guys! Where have you been?!” a dark blue inkling boy with glasses asked. Callie shrugged it off when her new friend have a questioning look, “Those guys are the rest of my crew. From left to right, we got the ever so quiet Kitty,” she gestured excitedly to a lime green inkling girl who just waved before turning her focus back to her SquidPhone.

“Marcus, the ‘cool guy’ wannabe,” a purple inkling boy just flicked her some fingers before finishing his drink.

“Blitz, my roommate and another Roller Buddies,” the boy with the glasses offered to shake hands. Erek accepted it and shake politely.

“And Marlee! Our new member from last week!” a dark green inkling girl grinned at them.

Once introductions are done, Blitz pondered a bit, “I’m going to assumed you haven't watch the news, yes?”

“No. Why?” Mike asked back, “Are the news reporter some blacklisted musicians?”

“No,”

“Racist?” Jewel cautioned.

“No,”

“Famous enough to actually expect them to report Inkopolis News?” Callie guessed before squinting at the big window where the reporters would be sitting. “Well, yes! But it’s not the point right now! The content-”

“HOLY ZAPFISH, IS THAT THE SQUID SISTER?! I’M A BIG FAN! HEY CALLIE, WE HAVE THE SAME NAME!” Callie Mac shouted enthusiastically as she run up the walkway and squeezed her way through the crowd outside.

“Why do we elect her as the captain?” Marcus scoffed at her behaviour. “So crazy, that woman...”

“I’m a big fan as well... but not as hyper as Callie is.” Erek giggled. The crew laughed it off for a while. 

“So, back to the topic, what do we miss?” Mike questioned with a curious tone.

“You see, well,” Blitz looked at his clueless teammates, and a new friend, with a sense of guilt, “I don’t think we could participate this month Splatfest.”

The trio gasped. They were shocked, especially Erek. His first day of debut had clashed with a horrific news. The kind of news he didn’t expect to happen in the first place.

“Are you serious, mate?” Mike fretted, “We never ever have a Splatfest cancelled before! All they need is to postpone, like they did in that Pencil vs Pen Splatfest!”

“News Flash, brother.” the purple inkling roughly tilted his friend’s head up, the rest of them followed suit, “Our humble energy source had disappeared!”

~~~~~~~~~~

“Staaaay fresh!” was all she last heard before turning off the radio. Furrowing her eyebrows, Tres quietly packed her Splattershot Jr. Before she could even tiptoed towards the old, rotten door, she was hugged from the back. Usually, she would roundhouse that person who dared to risk their life to hug her but there are few exceptions, especially this little yellow figure behind her is her baby sister.

“Paula...” she turned around before kneeling down to hug her back, making the little inkling giggled silently. Tres smiled softly, “Go back to big brother, would you? Breakfast’s ready.”

“Annnd you are going to stay this time, Big Sis.” another yellow figure, slightly smaller than Tres, spoke sternly while pointing a pan to threaten her. Tres smirked a bit before running to the door. She was succeeding before her face got stuck. A freaking clear tape prank. 

“Cielo... Zona...” she pulled the tape immediately before screaming in pain, “Again?”

“It’s ya fault that ya makin this easy for us, Big Sis.” two small orange figures appeared outside the door. They laughed heartily at her before shrieked as their eldest sister hugged them off the ground. It’s not long before the rest of the siblings decided to join their group hug.

They settled down after they finally convinced their eldest sibling to stay back and properly eat her breakfast. Although it’s been a while since they have breakfast together, Tres still wolfed down her share of food. Diego couldn’t stand this any longer as he hit her softly but still painful enough with the very same pan.

“Eat it slowly, Big Sis. It’s not like the Inkopolis Tower is going to run anywhere.”

“I know but the faster I earn some cash, the sooner we can get the surgery to be done.”

“Big Sis...” the small twin-tailed inkling mumbled before she quickly snatched back her small bits of bread from her twin brother. The eldest grinned at this sight before excusing herself from the table. She pecked each one of them before heading out.

“Be careful not to overwork yourself, Big Sis!” Diego shouted. Tres halted her movement before glancing back at the eldest brother of the house. “I can’t promise that.”

She sighed before whispering, “Not when our dad have his life on the line.”

[thedegenerateasexual]

this post gets a warning for statutory rape & also child abuse bc scott’s dad is a dick

we open ch11 with stiles pov, he has been ditched by everyone, is alone in the woods, and terrified for all his friends

this is reading like night school tbh

aww he's talking about how he got booted out of cub scouts for being too talkative during meetings

LMAO

"I couldn't find them," Derek said, coming up behind him, and Stiles let out a shriek.

listen even though i dont like the ship this is honestly a great dynamic i love derek being terrifying let my boy have some comfort in being able to scare other people

derek say the alpha is setting the fires to throw him off scott's scent, or maybe the argents are, and stiles is like PFFFT you dont seriously think allison is in on this and derek's like you shouldn't be surprised you know who the argents are & what they do & he stares into the campfire and Remembers oh god here comes the flashbacks 

"six years earlier" goodbye! this is gonna be so fucked up

so young derek is in the pool swimming laps and talking about the wolf moon where all the hales from around the country will be coming in to do a ritual where they honor their ancestor—and this is interesting—the beast of gévaudan

who is actually the argents ancestor in later canon lmao but it's cool that originally it was the First Werewolf. maybe this is like as close to religion as werewolves get

anyways derek and his cousin josh are gonna be competeing for some honor (derek's dad and peter have a bet going - peter's better against derek :/) so he's doing extra laps and workouts. apparently laura makes gentle fun of him a lot god im so sad

anyway the lifeguard has to leave the school for a few weeks bc his wife is having a baby soon and the sub might not let derek stay and swim after hours

obviously the sub is going to be kate i know this

awww apparently the swim coach keeps beggin derek to join the team but he's too worried about shifting at school and full moons to join

yep here's kte, wearing a Sexy Swimsuit and making eyes at derek when he happens to look at her from scross the pool. she lets out a "lusty chuckle" as he gets embarrassed and looks away

he thinks she's really pretty and can't stop looking at her body but he's content enough to just blush about it and swim it off UNTIL he realizes he's been swimming for ages, the pool is empty, and it's just the two of them, but she's still swimming in his lane

"He thought about reaching out, touching her. He wanted to, with all his straining body. But she was practically a teacher, and he was only sixteen. Of course she was just toying with him."

yeah fuck there it is jesus christ

"Flustered, even a little frightened, Derek ducked beneath the nylon lane divider, reached the side, and climbed out of the pool. He left without saying a word, heading for the boys' locker room. Her amused laughter trailed after him. He was almost afraid to shower, but he quickly rinsed off and changed into street clothes, still mostly wet. He practically ran out of the school, looking over his shoulder."

like this scene paints derek as instantly and deeply attacted to her which lol me over here in ace derek camp i don't buy it but GEEZ even with all that the fucking...predatory nature of how she acts—like she's standing in the parking lot staring at him and waiting for him when he gets out, and he runs away and leaves without a word

you could argue that he's shy and doesn't know how to handle a crush bc it's probably true but she's corraling him and cornering him. she's hunting him. FUCKED up

he's like in utter disbelief that she'd come onto him and you get the sense that he wouldn't know what to do if she was more direct

and then derek goes to the beaconburger, which i am absolutely putting into a fanfic, and meets laura for dinner, to ease the flow of traffic in their own kitchen at home

he actually does IMMEDIATELY tell laura about what happened when she asks why he's so upset and she's pretty scandalized that it's a teacher at first, but then she asks if they banged and just sort of gently teases him when he gets embarrassed because "in our world 16 is mateable" yikes that's some bad writing

laura: so she came onto you like a big slut? derek: [instantly shutting down]

man :////

i'm pretty disappointed lol for all the ways this book is good at depicting kate as predatory you'd think it'd make laura a little less "sure fuck a teacher thats fine"

lol and then she accuses him of being in puppy love and we end the scene alright then

oh my god baby scott!!!! i am highkey prepared to fight his father

scott and his parents are a few booths down

his parents are arguing about something, and they always argue, but today something Bad has happened but he doesnt know what

he like, says he isnt hungry and asks if he can go play at the arcades to get away from the fighting and jesus FUCKING CHRIST rafe says that they don't have the money, melissa says she has a couple of quarters, scott holds his hand out, and and rafe grabs his wrist: "I'm getting mixed messages. First, we don't have enough money to pay for cable. But we have enough money for Scott's inhaler. We don't have enough money for a down payment on a new car but we can stop in here at the Beaconburger instead of eating at home, where mac and cheese is a dollar a box."

and scott begins to have an asthma attack but he tries not to show it bc he doesn't like to have them in front of his dad

and melissa is like "u let go of my son" and tries to give him his inhaler but his dad is like "you baby him, it's all in his head"

and melissa has to threaten to hit rafe before he finally lets go and lets scott have the inhaler jesus fuck like he was seeing spots he nearly passed out

"Her eyes narrowed. She hated his dad. Anyone could see that."

rafe gets mad and gives him a five-dollar bill and tells him to go play his damn games. and he passes by a table with a boy and girl talking about being in love (laura and derek, obviously)

and he promises himself that eh will never, ever, fall in love, end chapter

jesus CHRIST

scott mccall who has so much love in his heart it is bursting full and running over i'm SO SAD for him

[thelittleredheadedmusician]

Summer Camp = Lost

So the first two lines of dialogue popped into my head and then I started thinking of how the core four would act around non-hero friends and then I thought of them hanging out at each others colleges and then it spiraled and this happened.

Gen- Mentions of canon relationships ao3 977 words

“You sound like a pretentious dickwad.”

“No, I sound like a pretentious know-it-all.” Tim corrected.

Kon rolled his eyes, “Like that’s any better.”

Tim shot him a glare, his you’re lucky I like you and put up with this crap glare as opposed to his I know where Batman keeps the Kryptonite so don’t make me use it glare so Kon knew he was fine. Then again, when he and Bart had invited Cassie, Tim, and Kara to spend the weekend at school with them he kinda assumed this would happen. A lot. Next to him Bart just giggled. His roommate was so excited he was practically buzzing. Scratch that, he was buzzing.

“I’m Kara, Conner’s cousin and his girlfriend’s roommate.” Kara stretched out her hand and smiled at Cody, Kon and Bart’s friend who had joined them in meeting the visiting trio at the parking lot.

“Nice to meet you,” she replied with a smile.

“Sooo… I was promised a tour?” Cassie said with a goofy grin and a quirked eyebrow.

“And a tour you shall have!” Bart called, barely containing his superspeed he linked his arm through Cassie’s and started pulling her out of the parking lot. She laughed and tried to keep up while the other four exchanged glances and shrugs before following them.

The two boys, with the help of Cody, gave their friends a tour of campus ending at their small, barely off campus apartment. “Ta-da!” Bart called as he flung his arms out, showing off the small kitchen/living room/dining room. “So the bathroom is this door,” he said pointing the door directly to his left. “Then that’s Kon’s room and the other one is mine! Cassie you get to bunk with your boyfriend cause you’re gross.” He wrinkled his nose in their general direction and the gathered college students laughed. “Kara gets the couch and Timmy an air mattress on my floor!”

“Well I guess since you all made it to casa de la Kent/Allen safely I’ll be heading out.” Cody turned around and grabbed the door handle as Kon called out.

“Why don’t you stay? We’re gonna make a metric crap ton of food and play cards against humanity until the wee hours of the morning. I’ll sleep on the floor and you can share with Cassie.”

“I actually brought my own air mattress cause I wasn’t sure you guys had one.” Tim added helpfully.

Kon coughed “boy scout” before turning back to Cody. “Please?”

She scrunched her lips in consideration before shrugging, “Aw hell. Why not?”

Kara and Bart were taking turns at the stove, cooking whatever they could think to make with the ingredients available while Cassie and Cody ferried the finished food to the coffee table in the middle of the room. Tim and Kon had gathered desk chairs and the beanbag from Bart’s room to circle the low table and were now rummaging between the alien and speedster for utensils, plates, and cups.

Once the coffee table was overflowing with an odd assortment of pancakes, waffles, tacos, cheesesteaks, individual yogurts, fruit snacks, mac and cheese, and brownies they all raced to a chair. Kon claimed the middle section of the couch, between Cody and Cassie. Kara and Bart each claimed one of the desk chairs leaving Tim saddled with the beanbag chair.

“You know, we never have these problems at my house,” he said as he tried to rock forward enough to grab a fruit snack pouch.

“You also have like a gazillion some siblings and literally everyone uses your house as a revolving door at this point. Oh, and your dad’s a billionaire.” Cassie sassed him but the grin on her face betrayed the malice of her tone.

Tim glared, the why do I even have you as a friend? I put up with enough of this from my siblings and Steph glare, and munched menacingly on what appeared to be a bright blue Scooby-Doo gummy.

“Oh puh-lease,” Kara said with a laugh. “Your brother was scarier when he had a mullet!”

“Well duh. He had a mullet.” Tim said, eyes wide like it was obvious.

Kon laughed, “Pics or it didn’t happen. Cody here has no idea what we’re talking about.”        

 Tim scrolled quickly on his phone before passing it to Cody. “This is my oldest brother during his ‘rebellious college years’,” Tim said with air quotes and a barely contained smile.

Cody sputtered into her glass of milk, “No. No way. That’s… That’s not natural.” She passed the phone back, eyes wide.

“Nah. It happened. I remember it. Vividly. I actually don’t think I could ever forget that…” Bart trailed off with a shudder.

“And then there’s his other highly questionable fashion choices from that time.” Cassie laughed as she twirled her fork for emphasis.

“I actually don’t think I want to know.” Kon laughed and patted Cody on the back. Her wide eyes made him believe the mullet was more than enough. Not like they could really explain Discowing to her without outing themselves anyway.

“That’s ok. Clark, Conner’s older brother, had one almost as bad for a while there too.” If possible Cody’s eyes widened further and Kara launched into the highly detailed and embarrassing story.

By the end the other girl could only shake her head in disbelief. Swallowing her pancake she asked a question, “So how did y’all actually meet. I mean, you two are related-” using her fork she gestured between Kara and Kon “- but I don’t get the rest and you’ve never actually told me the story.”

The four friends glanced between each other and shared matching shrugs. As one they said “summer camp.”

Cody just shook her head, “God that explains so freakin much. I’m also gonna be completely lost for the rest of the night aren’t I?”

“Yeah.” “Pretty much.” “Sorry.” Came the responses.