#mb; before us

[maccreadysbaby]

My Masterpost 🥳

hello! my name is maccreadysbaby! i’m a multifandom fanfic and original content writer here on tumblr and (sometimes) on wattpad @/highschoolgirl97. you may have found me through writing tips, fanfictions, fo4 character reactions, or just general crack posting, but I’m glad you’re here! :)

please, check me out! ↴

my old masterlist was getting full and boring, and as i’m shifting away from character reactions/fo4 content and more into original/fanfic content, i decided my list needed an update. HERE IS MY STILL INTACT OLD MASTERLIST WITH ALL OF MY FO4, DESTINY, COD, AND ORIGINAL CONTENT. (IT WILL STILL BE UPDATED AS I DO SMALLER MULTIFANDOM WRITINGS.)

⚠️ I STILL TAKE REQUESTS FOR THE FOLLOWING FANDOMS (list is subject to change):

- Batfam - Detroit: Become Human - Fallout 4 - Fire Emblem: Three Houses - Voltron

BELOW IS MY CURRENT LIST (WITH LINKS!) OF ORIGINALS AND FICS I WRITE HERE ON TUMBLR!

✍︎ The Hundred Days Series (ongoing): a batfam fanfiction trilogy starring my most popular oc ever, bentley whittaker, as he deals with his insanely crazy life that may or may not include batman.

➤ A Hundred Days to Become a Wayne (Book One!) ➤ A Hundred Ways to Become a Wayne (Book Two!) ➤ Project: Killcode (Book Three!)

✍︎ Before Us (on hold): a fallout 4 maccready x oc fic, starring a female non-sole fo4 oc, with nate as the sole survivor (railroad ending)

✍︎ Crash and Burn (on hold): a fallout 4 preston garvey x oc fic, starring a non-sole female oc, with nate as the sole survivor. (minuteman ending)

✍︎ Killer Instinct (on hold): a lord of the rings tenth walker / boromir lives / boromir x fem!oc fic

✍︎ The Big Leagues (on hold): a fo4 multi-companion work journeying through each of their respective backstories — each chapter can be read as a standalone

➤ ALL OF MY ONESHOTS, REQUESTS, AND SMALLER WRITINGS (HEADCANONS, DRABBLES, ETC) CAN BE FOUND HERE, LISTED OUT BY CHARACTER AND FANDOM.

➤ ALL OF MY WRITING TIP POSTS CAN BE FOUND HERE.

➤ MY HUNGER GAMES FANFICTION (ONLY RAVENS FLY) CAN BE FOUND ON MY WATTPAD ACCOUNT, BY SEARCHING THE USERNAME IN THE DESCRIPTION AT THE TOP OF THIS POST, OR BY SEARCHING “ONLY RAVENS FLY” ON THE WATTPAD WEBSITE

THANK YOU FOR CHECKING ME OUT!

[elizabethrobertajones]

guys.... have you seen the glamour dresser expansion?

Anything that's in a set can be stored as a single item e.g. entire quest reward sets.

Unrelated, if you threw out 1 or more parts of Tataru's various attempts to dress us up to make space because you'd never need them and only kept a pair of boots and gloves, you can buy them back at a calamity salvager to make a full set.

[karleksmumskladdkaka]

Diabolik Lovers More, Blood Vol.3 Mukami Ruki Stellaworth Tokuten Bromide & Short Story Paper

Originally, these were tokutens you'd get for buying Ruki's CD through the Stellaworth store. Nowadays you might find them sold at flea markets or second hand stores. The story is written from Ruki's POV, and takes place right after the ending of his CD, with him and Yui still on the rooftop.

Enjoy the angst (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)d

(Don't repost anywhere!)

[livingdeadhorse]

Li-Young Lee, "A Hymn to Childhood//#6—AroarA//@/heavensghost //Sonia Sanchez, from Shake Loose My Skin//Fiona Apple (Spin Magazine 1997)//Sean O’Casey, Red Roses for Me//mahogany l. browne on meditation

Ok so felt the need to add a bit of a disclaimer that I’m a singlet. I did a bit of digging into DID/OSDD systems and specifically their different opinions on the Fukawas and it was a bit…divisive. Some were strictly against the idea of a host/body, others had different ideas about who the host/body was, etc etc in short: I worry that I maybe portrayed them in a harmful manner and if I did, please let me know so I can either fix it, or delete the post entirely. Mb for the rant but yk

[imunonimus]

// MIDNIGHT BURGER SPOILERS

hi again. i found this rambling of Caspar and Ava's relationship in my drafts. I probably wrote this around the release of Chapter 35/36 sooo this might feel a little outdated but i wanted to share it anyways 😭!

omfg the acknowledgement of caspar and ava's relationship !!! and caspar equating it to orpheus and eurydice is so sad actually

I am so in love with the complexity of their relationship and how it has evolved over the course of the story. Like, what do you mean he tossed her into space to bringing her club sandwiches and having a whole routine for when she gets into the zone, just resharpening her pencils and pouring her coffee hello??? What's also great about them is the clear effect they've had on each other as a person. Thinking about it now, Caspar tossing Ava into space is one of the catalysts for his change. I mention this because they presented another distinction of Caspar's growth during the conversation he had with David in the latest episode (which i loved by the way)

How different things would've gone if Caspar had not done that. (and. of course. along with Gloria knocking the radio over and Ava messing with it heh) Would they still have talked it out? Would he have ever acknowledged something more than his fixation for opening at six with the fragile hope of seeing his son again, driven by the guilt of losing him??? This is all supported by the "I didn't mean to surround myself with people I care about" conversation (which i made an animatic out of if you're interested) Don't even get me started on Ava. That's a whole other can of worms.

It's all just really neat to witness.

[finnthefishi]

that one time i made saiki in gacha life 2

[k-yujin]

read the tags !! // officially quit

[raiiny-bay]

more outtakes

[funkypurpleradiohost]

Gifs for those like me who wanted all four of our main crew in them <3

[three-bunnies-in-a-trenchcoat]

PLAYABLE ZELDA? PLAYABLE ZELDA? PLAYABLE ZELDA? PLAYABLE ZELDA IN FOUR MONTHS?

[m4ndysk4nkovich]

Bro it bothers me sm when ppl are like “Debbie turned out like her mother” or “lip turned out like Frank” or saying that any of the kids turned out like their parents bc they didn’t??? They each have their own struggles and faults, but none of them turned out like their parents as they all broke the cycle??? Idk ppl are just dumb and don’t understand the story 😭😭😭

ok so bee, i saw this ask and i was about to give a normal response to this but then i was like, yk what- fuck it, so here’s a whole ass meta post about generational trauma in shameless and why i also hate this.

(i’m so sorry in advance i’m just crazy)

generational trauma in shameless

shameless is a show that portrays a lot of serious topics, especially topics regarding dysfunctional families, substance abuse, and mental illness. one of those topics portrayed is generational trauma. as someone who comes from a dysfunctional family with a lot of generational trauma, i feel like shameless portrayed this so well.

the first generation to start this (that we really got information about) is frank and monica’s parents. we learned the most about frank’s parents, so i’ll start off there. we learned the most about peggy gallagher, frank’s mother (who- fyi, debbie was kind of named after since peggy’s real name is margaret and that’s debbie’s middle name, so that adds to the whole generational trauma thing but whatever), peggy was an abusive monster. she had four sons, and her least favorite was frank. this was very apparent. she treats frank (and monica, we know she hated monica even though we never saw them together) like shit, and in 4x11, we learn that she raped frank as a child. in season 2, she gets out after being in prison for around eleven years and found joy in humiliating frank + could’ve killed carl with their meth lab. she sucked. her husband was also bad. we didn’t learn much about frank’s father, but we know that much like his son, he was an abusive drunk. he used to make frank wear a dress and would beat him. frank had a very traumatic childhood, which definitely played into the way he parented his children and decided to spend his adulthood. we don’t know a lot about monica’s parents, but we know that frank says that monica’s parents ruined her. monica’s mother is mentioned once in 3x06, where she’s calling fiona and forgets who monica is. one can infer she had dementia or something like it, and it’s implied she died by season 7. speaking of season 7, that’s where we meet her father, bill. bill is a crude man who criticizes everything. we know that he had little involvement in his daughter’s life, and was a army man, making monica a military brat.

so, one abusive addict parent and one uninvolved parent. sound familiar?

i don’t think i need to explain much about frank and monica, but i will anyways. frank and monica made fiona on accident and monica didn’t want her, not long after lip was born, frank went to rehab and monica and clayton made ian. when debbie was born, frank wanted to sell her. when carl was born, monica left not long after. when liam was born, monica, yet again, left weeks later. monica is uninvolved, and frank isn’t necessarily uninvolved, but he isn’t really involved either. frank was the black sheep of the family and the least favorite. his father hit him (we’re lead to believe he was the only one who was hit) and he seemed to have had it pretty rough, maybe it’s just me, but when i hear that, i think of ian. monica and frank are both victims of their environment. being a military brat, monica most likely moved around a lot and felt very lonely. so, she found comfort in the lifestyle that was moving constantly, and didn’t really grasp the concept of two parents being there constantly. that, her addiction, and her disorder played parts in her parenting style. frank grew up humiliated and was smart, but became an addict and a drop out. he tried to improve his life on multiple occasions but failed each time. i will die on the hill that both frank and monica loved their kids, but not enough, not in the right way. something i feel very strongly about due to my own experiences is that you must heal before becoming a parent. growing up with unhealed parents puts you into a position nobody should be put it.

on the topic of growing up with unhealed parents, we have lip and debbie. lip and debbie both have hero complexes, and also both have always wanted nothing more than to have children. lip is an alcoholic, and one of the ways he copes with this and keeps his sobriety is by putting other people’s problems before his own. debbie is troubled, to say the least (it’s implied that she struggles with borderline personality disorder), and to cope with her crippling loneliness she self sabotages and prostitutes herself. in season 2, the possibility of lip being a teen dad was there and lip was willing to ruin his entire life for a kid that he wasn’t even sure was his. in season 3, he takes in mandy’s half-sister to save her from foster care. in season 8/9, he rescues xan and tries to become her guardian. ian describes him as the closest thing to a dad all of the gallagher siblings have ever had. in debbie’s case, from season 1 we learn about her caring nature. we see her care for her father, aunt ginger, and her babydoll. in the next season, she starts her own daycare and cares for those babies. she has wanted nothing more than her own family since her first appearance. she gets pregnant at fourteen and by fifteen, destroys a lot of her life for her baby. she likes feeling wanted and having a family and she loves caring for her daughter. (it’s also worth mentioning the similarities between frank and fiona and monica and ian, but that’s for another day).

so now, here’s the question: are lip and debbie frank and monica?

i’d say no. lip is still struggling with active addiction, by season 11, he is not recovered, he relapsed and the ending is so ambiguous (purposefully, every character’s ending was left up to interpretation) that we don’t really know what’s going on with him pre-11x12. but there is that scene where lip gives fred this speech about how frank was an addict, and gave lip alcohol as a kid, and now lip’s an addict. and lip tells freddie that he would never do that to him. i feel like that alone gives us the assurance that lip isn’t like frank (in that way). but is debbie monica? also no. many fans are inlove with the idea of debbie abandoning franny, it seems to be all they talk about, but as a self-proclaimed debbie expert (lol) i’d say that that’s blasphemy. debbie would go through hell for franny, and in 11x08 delivers a monologue about why she will never leave franny. that doesn’t mean she’s a flawless mother, she isn’t, but she’s also twenty. i think that the most confirmation we have that debbie isn’t like her mother is in season 7 when she loses franny. she goes through absolute hell over losing her child. monica gets franny back and claims to relate, but debbie (and viewers) can tell that it’s different. we know that the gallagher’s were taken away on multiple occasions, and we know that when monica found out her kids were taken from her, instead of coming home, she willingly signed the rights to them away.

anyways. i completely agree that they are not like their parents; are they like them in certain ways? absolutely. but i also fully believe that the two of them are breaking the cycle. fred and franny will grow up and never have to worry about having a roof over their heads, they will never worry about not having food in their stomachs, they will never find themselves without a parent for a year or two. they will, hopefully, grow up with no substance abuse issues and no mental health issues. hopefully.

[maccreadysbaby]

Chapter Two: Fro-Yo-Smirks-A-Lot

featured characters: tommy (oc), drummer boy, deacon, glory

word count: 2,294

full chapter guide

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Tommy and Drummer Boy laughed hysterically as she popped open her… third beer? Fifth beer? Lightweight. They were on the roof of the Old North Church, a place they utilized many times to get away from the rest of HQ. They were the two youngest ones there, standing at nineteen and twenty-three, and being around all the adult workaholics was often depressing. Tommy wasn’t much for drinking, but she wasn’t much for living in Nate’s shadow, either, and she needed something to take him off her mind.

"Okay, okay, my turn," She stated, taking a swig of the bitter liquid. They were laying shoulder-to-shoulder on the old shingles, a crate of beer sitting above their heads. Her police hat was laying on her chest.  The sunset was turning everything gold just like the sunrise had. "If you could be one wasteland creature, what would you be?"

Drummer Boy scoffed. "Easy. A radscorpion.”

Tommy wrinkled her nose. "Why?"

"Because they're rad,"

Tommy brought a hand to her mouth, blowing raspberries with her lips before she finally busted into loud, obnoxious laughter. Drummer Boy dissolved into giggles, too. She whacked his arm repeatedly while laugh-induced tears collected at her eyelids.

"If… if you could... if you joined the Brotherhood of Steel, what would you learn first?" He asked through his chuckles, drinking out of his own bottle. 

Tommy hummed, tapping her fingernail against the brown glass. "How they pee in those suits.”

He shrugged nonchalantly. "I always figured there was a hole."

Tommy snorted. "A hole? No way. A dude would be totally obliterated if he got shot in the wee." She explained, the drinks making it exceptionally difficult for either of them to keep their words in their heads.

"A hole that closes, obviously,"

Tommy began to giggle again. "It's like... it's like... like a gas cap on an old car!”

They fell back into hysterics. It was hard for Tommy to breathe, she was laughing so hard. A sober brain shouldn't even be imagining Brotherhood of Steel nerds peeing out of a gas cap in their power armor.

After they quieted, Drummer Boy continued: "If you could go back in time and do something, what would you do?" 

Wasn't it her turn? She didn't know and neither did he.

"Be a better agent," She responded, lifting her bottle to her lips again. Drummer Boy glanced over at her, creasing his brows.

"What are you talking about? You're a good agent. Real good,"

"If I was real good, Des wouldn't have replaced me with mister fro-yo-smirks-a-lot,"

As Drummer Boy drunkenly connected the dots, he ran a hand across his face. "Oh God, this again."

"I'm serious!" She exclaimed, flinging her hand to the side and knocking over her almost empty bottle. It rolled down the roof and shattered on the pavement below. "He's been here, what, three months? Four? And he's the savior of the Railroad. I've been here three years, but no, send the new guy. Makes sense."

"You're not-"

"Hold on, I'm not finished," She stated, grabbing an empty bottle from above her head and laying it beside her, watching it roll down the shingles and disappear toward the ground below. "Desdemona still gives Glory a ton of jobs, even with Nate here. Deacon, too, when he isn't doing whatever it is that he does. They get to go kill stuff and clear out areas... but no. Now all Tommy gets to do is move the stuff and pat synths on the back scribble names off the chalkboard!" She put on her best Desdemona voice and cleared her throat. "Tommy, go give H2 therapy! Tommy, check PAM's systems! Tommy, do all the things Nate should be doing but isn't because he's too busy being my favorite agent in the entire HQ!"

"Tommy-"

"I am just as capable as that... that stupid snowman! I've cleared out raider camps all by myself, I've wiped out groups of Mutants!"

He sighed. "To be fair-"

"I just... I don't... I don't know what happened," She explained, eyes suddenly watering with drunken tears. "Nate came and Des forgot about me. Wasn’t good enough for my parents to keep me around, wasn’t good enough for anyone in Diamond City to want me, not good enough to get decent jobs from my boss. Why am I not good enough anymore?"

Drummer Boy took a swig. "You’re a depressing drunk.”

Tommy humphed. "At least I don't want to be a radscorpion.”

He shook his head at her, and after a few moments of tense silence, they eased back into their questions.

"Alright, kids, party's over,"

Tommy jolted awake when she heard a familiar voice ring through her head. Her brain was hazy and her memory was fading. When did she fall asleep? 

Drummer Boy seemed better off than she was. While he was able to walk back to HQ, their savior, Deacon, nearly had to carry Tommy. She had an arm thrown around his neck, and his around her waist, and she still managed to stumble around as they walked through the Sanctuary of Old North Church. And she wasn’t happy about it. She didn’t like Deacon much when she was sober, but drunk, she definitely didn’t like him. But she wasn’t exactly in the rightest of minds, and if he let go of her, she’d faceplant.

"Your boyfriend is... is stupid, Deacon. I don't like him," She slurred. She almost fell over a pew as they approached the stairs that lead to HQ.

"My what?" The older agent snapped back.

"King Nathaniel, savior of the Railroad, leader of the entire world, friend to all, enemy to none-"

"Oh, God," Deacon muttered to himself. 

"Who... who knows?" She continued, not making much sense to herself or anyone else. "Nobody kn...ows anything about you. Except that you’re weird. Doesn't matter if you're... if you're straight or sideways or upside down, I'm sure Mister frozen-corndog-dinner could seduce anyone in his..." She struggled to finish the sentence because she couldn't find the word she was searching for. "Because he's so amazing. Nate's sooooo amazing."

"Are you sure he isn’t your type?" Deacon suggested. Tommy was so unstable on her feet that he had to drag her down the stairs. She was fighting him somewhere in mer mind but for some reason, wasn’t in the physical.

"I would kill myself," She concluded. Drummer Boy was behind them, giggling at the conversation. Deacon stayed silent, choosing not to further provoke the intoxicated girl.

"Seriously, though, why does Des like Nate soooo much?" Tommy continued. "Are they... like... hooking up or something?"

Deacon shook his head, though not totally dismissing the idea. He took them down into the agent's sleeping quarters and laid Tommy on a sleeping bag.

She meant to keep talking, determined to get some sort of answer out of Deacon, as him why he was so weird, but she couldn't fight the sleepiness that came as he tucked her in and turned off the lamp beside her.

—

Tommy peeled her eyes open. She was laying on top of a sleeping bag in the small bunk of HQ, and... oh God. That meant Desdemona saw her... drunk. The light stung at her eyes and made her head throb. She couldn’t remember a single thing from the night before.

Pulling herself into a sitting position, she noticed the slumped figure of Drummer Boy laying on a sleeping back behind her. He was totally out of it. They were going to get an earful. And with the run at eight tonight? Des was going to chew them up and spit them out. What time was it? How did they find their way back into HQ drunk? 

But before she could even stand: "Welcome back to the land of the living. I was so tired of coming up with lies to keep Des offa' you."

She glanced up, and Deacon was standing in the doorway in his usual white t-shirt and jeans, holding a purified water down toward her. She took it hesitantly.

"Deacon," She greeted with a small nod. She didn't remember him from the night before, but she assumed he'd been involved to some extent since he was covering for them. Or maybe he was on a good-guy streak. “You get us off the roof last night?”

He shrugged. “More or less. Des was looking for Drummer Boy, I thought it would be best if she didn’t find you guys passed out on the roof with an entire crate of empty beer bottles.

She furrowed her brow. “We drank the whole thing?”

"Oh, how I miss being a teenager," He mused. She wasn't sure if he was telling the truth or not. It was quite rare for him to do so, but hey, if everyone thinks you're lying, why not tell the truth? It was confusing and it made her headache worse.

"Hey, I’m turning twenty in, like, a week," She defended, taking a sip of the cool liquid. He didn't reply, so she continued. "Why aren't you… with Nate?"

"You mean my boyfriend?"

Her eyes widened, and she nearly spat her water all over the place. "Huh?!"

"That's what you called him last night," Deacon continued. "He's off doing whatever he does. Took that kid Preston with him."

"Oh, man." She exhaled, allowing her false shock to fade. "Sorry. I know it hurts to be an obvious second choice.” Her voice was laced with venom towards the Vault Dweller, but it was a hit or Miss whether Deacon picked up on it.

“We both know there’s at least one person in this HQ that would pick you first for everything. Well, maybe not a shootout, but you get what I’m saying,”

Tommy snorted, glancing over at Drummer Boy, who was still sleeping. His hat was sitting above his head, revealing his shaggy dirty-blonde hair. It reminded Tommy to grab the police cap off of the floor next to her and shove it over her messy waves.

"He has good taste in women," She stated simply, taking a sip of water.

Deacon smirked, leaning up against the doorframe. Tommy hated to admit it, but she didn’t mind talking to him then. It might not have been genuine, but it wasn’t unenjoyable.

Night came faster than anyone wanted it to.

Drummer Boy and Tommy had come out of their hangovers quickly, which Desdemona had yet to learn about. Tommy was fairly curious what Deacon told her they were doing — and somewhat worried, because he could’ve told her anything. And Tommy was at the mercy of whatever he said, because she wasn’t about to tell Des the truth.

Tommy, Drummer Boy, Glory, and a few other agents were standing outside a subway station near the HQ. They had a Brahmin piled with supplies, disguised as a Caravan. Deacon's idea.

"Okay. I sent some scouts in before you to clean out the place as best they could. They left railsigns on the walls to show you the directions. I'm going to give you a roughly sketched map. It took the scouts three and a half hours to get to each safehouse and back, so with the supplies, it might take you four, four and a half," He explained. Tommy watched him speak and wave the map around. He was very good at his job. She had her ruck on again, shotgun in her hand and sniper hanging off her bag. The 10mm was still attached faithfully to her hip.

"You’ll have to come out of the tunnels and cross a bridge to get to Ticon. It's been marked and cleared, but we never know what else will show up. Both safehouses are aware of your arrival and have security outside to spot you. Good luck,"

Glory stepped forward and held out her hand to take the map from him. He gave her a sheepish smile and stepped to the side, making his way to Tommy instead. The older woman looked like she was about to blow a gasket, which was funny, considering she was a synth. 

"We're going to be the most hated agents in HQ," Tommy muttered, glancing over Drummer Boy's shoulder at Glory's scowl. As Tommy locked gazes with her, a shooting pain went through both of her eyes. 

That surge of pain in her eyes surfaced randomly, and she didn't know the cause. She could only hope it wasn't some lingering radiation effect or disease surfacing. Drummer Boy waited until she finished rubbing her eyes and held out the map to her.

"Only because we're the best," He started. "Des told me you were heading down south after this mission."

"Yep. Should be there by morning," She stated. 

"Be careful, okay? They said the tunnels were crawling with ferals. They're way more active at night. Not to mention that the entire south is basically a death trap."

"That's why it's the best place to live. Don't worry, buckaroo. I'll be fine," She replied, pulling his cap down over his eyes. He pretended to be annoyed as he pulled it up, but she could see right through his scowl.

"You coming, lover-girl?" Glory shouted. The other agents were already heading away with the Brahmin full of supplies.

Drummer Boy's ears tinged pink, but Tommy only laughed. "Jealous, Glory?"

The woman shook her head and turned around.

"See you on Sunday, lover-boy," Tommy joked, sending an extremely over-dramatic wink to her best friend. She swung her shotgun in a circle around her body by the sling and caught it in her hands, cocking it. Drummer Boy's ears turned even pinker.

"I.. uh... yeah. See you,"

Tommy tipped her hat with a small smile, and ran to catch up with Glory and the rest of the agents.

—

[elizabethrobertajones]

heeey they graphically updated the ARR world leaders with custom models (well. Nanamo has one too but she seems the same to my eyes and she seems like a normal lala when not wearing her full costume?)...

Aside from Raubahn and Merlwyb somehow being even hotter I have to shout out Kan-E's unicorn necklace's radical improvement :D

(unicorn way up so you also never unsee it)

Aymeric, Lyse and Hien remained low poly at the Alliance meeting, as did poor HW-style Thancred, who just dramatically collapsed in order to travel the rift into graphical fidelity...

Also very funny that earlier Asahai showed up with the old graphics, but Maxima was already boasting full new skin textures despite having of course a way more custom model than the completely character creator ready Hyur next to him... This is the exact right time in the game's history to be in late Stormblood to enjoy the roll out.

[sunsetcurveauto]

I will take off my helmet and all the armor on the left side of my body, and I will fight without a shield, with my left hand behind my back. That will be fair, surely?

PJO x Arthurian Legend: Luke Castellan as Sir Lancelot

[courtillyy]

moodboard: (qpr) genderqueer guy skadj x bigender girlflux kara (homies smp s1)

[sophieswundergarten]

So. Everyone who yelled at me yesterday for making a ramble on Reynie going blank and then not resolving it, this is for you: (@lemondropletters, you have been tagged)

Also, it's in a Google Doc because it was definitely too long for a Tumblr post, and ~~I don't know how AO3 works~~

The (vague) premise is that, instead of Constance seeing Curtain's broadcast, they all get to the compound mentally sound, but once there, they split up to look for Mr. Benedict, and instead Reynie finds Curtain. This is the wrap up of what would have happened in the last episode.