#oh hey you can make polls about anything huh

[sterredem]

Pretty Boy

Oscar piastri x Famous!Reader

Face claim: random girls on Pinterest

Summery: When Oscar meets a pretty girl he is interested in her and decides to shoot his shot.

Word count: 938

A/N: Sooo this is my first fix. I am very nervous but I hope you like it! I know I made the polls and the results were completely different from this but I need to do a lot of research for that one so I thought that this could be fun.

Also this could be red with everything in mind. It is a female reader but you can read it with whatever job you want!

I did make it with a European singer in mind but chose what you want!

Please give feedback or comment!

Extra info for fic: the note, Insta DM’s

Y/n always felt like she was being watched. Whenever it was by her friends, paparazzi, fans or just people walking by it didn’t matter. She felt it.

But this time it was different, she didn’t know who was swatching her, normally she could figure it out really quick who was watching but now… she just couldn’t figure it out. And it also felt different then normally, this time it didn’t feel like they wanted something from her. Everyone always wanted something from her; a picture, money, publicity anything really. But no this time it felt different. The ‘stare’ felt more caring (for all she could know because stares don’t really have feelings) it felt more intense but in a good way, like they were zoned out or something. But she didn’t know who was watching her or why.

So because she couldn’t figure it out she turend back to het coffee and her work. She took a moment to look around in the cafe to look at if she can see who was staring at her. But she couldn’t figure it out.

Wat she did saw was a very handsome man talking with who she presumed to be his friends. He had brown fluffy hair and brown eyes. She had to admit he looked really pretty.

But now that she was thinking he did look away when she looked at him. And then she realized, he was the person that was ‘staring’ at her. Now she was actually thinking, that was pretty creepy.

But ignoring all that she decided that her work is more important than the pretty boy staring at her. So she turned back to het coffee and work… again.

Meanwhile Oscar or better known as ‘the pretty boy’ was star struck. Not because he knew she was famous no, but because of her beauty. She was the most beautiful girl in the world in his eyes so he couldn’t help but stare at her.

But when she turned around he knew he was caught and quickly turened around back to Lando.

Because if he was being honest it was pretty creeping with him staring at her. He just hoped she wouldn’t find it to creepy.

“Hey you okay mate?” Lando asked after Oscar spaced out for a long time.

“Huh what?” He asked still in a daze from the beautiful girl.

“Are you okay? You were liked zoned out or something.” Lando said a bit confused with how his friend was acting.

“Oh yeah I am fine. Just got distracted.” Oscar said now focusing back on the conversation.

“Okay… you sure? What got you so distracted?” Lando asked with a teasing smile.

“Oh nothing important.” Oscar said blushing a little.

“Okay I will drop it. But if you want to talk about it I’m always here.” Lando said now becoming a little more serious again. “Zak will be here in a minute so if I where you I would figure the distraction out before it becomes a problem.”

“Yeah okay, okay I will. Just wait one second okay?” Oscar said already coming up with a plan to speak with the gorgeous girl.

“Yeah, yeah okay I’ll cover for you if it takes too long” Lando said preparing to cover for his teammate.

Oscar walked away to the bar and grabbed a piece of paper and a pen and write something on it.

He then waited for her to go to the bathroom (no he is not a stalker) and then walked to her table and put the piece of paper down by her work stuff and walked back to his table just in time for her to get back and for Zak and a few other members of McLaren to come into the cafe.

When y/n came back to het table from the bathroom she saw the pretty boy walking away and she saw a piece of paper on her table.

She unfolded the paper and smiled at what stood there, she grabbed her phone and goes to her instagram.

She took a quick Look at the note again.

Hey, sorry if this is a bit weird but I think you are really pretty and would like to talk some time. Btw: sorry if the staring was a bit creepy didn’t meen to stare :) if you want to talk you can just DM me on instagram. My user on there is: JackOP81.

She smiled at the note again and logged in on to her alt account and searched the user name. She followed it after she had found it and DM’d him.

Hey coffee shop guy! This is the girl you gave the note to. I am guessing your name is Jack? So hi! I would also like to get to know you.

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Pop Crave: @_Y/n_y/l/n seen in cafe working on something new? Possibly new content? We are excited to see what is going to come from this!

Comments:

User1: OMG I AM SO EXCITED FOR NEW CONTENT!

User2: This is so disrespectful! You are basically stalking her!

User3: that’s so true! It is always so disrespectful erom where they take pictures!

User4: ew not her again

User5: why are you being so mean? She is amazing!

User6: YES I LOVE HER!!!

User7: Wait weren’t Oscar and Lando there?

User8: OMG YOU ARE RIGHT!

User9: it is probably nothing! They have never been seen together! We don’t even know is y/n like F1!

JackOP81: @_not_y/n this you

Not_y/n: well we seem to both learn something new!

Would you guys like a 2nd part?

Pls comment, like or repost if you enjoyed it! And let me know any thoughts and feedback!

[samthecookielord]

(Intro) - (Previous) - (Next)

Lukas shakes Radar, and he wakes up quickly, worried that something is wrong.

Radar: Wha-huh? Is something wrong? Monsters ransacked the place while we were out? Did they ruin the packed lunches??

Lukas feels a mix of shock, relief, and confusion.

(next poll under cut)

Lukas: Woah woah, it's alright. No monster ransacking or whatever. It's just- I swear for a moment you looked like you were dead. Radar: [visibly worried at his words] What? I was just sleeping! Lukas: I couldn’t even see you breathing. Radar: That’s- that’s normal, don’t worry! It’s just, um, a side effect of my new meditation routine! It really calms the body down. Really hard to tell when someone’s alive when they’re that good at it. Lukas: That’s some... crazy meditation if it does that. Radar: Well, um, you know me! I need the really strong kind in order to calm my thoughts down, heh…

You continue to follow the bedrock path. You mention that something seems off about Radar. Your friends agree, and decide to keep a close eye on him in case any other weird things happen.

You enter a desert, which Radar does not seem happy about, but he still refuses to take off the hood. In fact, it looks like he shrinks into it even more. On the way, you all walk onto a loose patch of sand, which turns out to have been just above a cave, and it gives out beneath you.

Everyone is pretty injured from the fall, but Ivor came prepared with splash potions of instant health. Radar tries to back away, and when Ivor tosses the potion, he’s hurt by it.

Radar: Ow!  Ivor: What do you mean, “ow”? That was a perfectly good health potion! Axel: Yeah. It felt pretty cool, honestly. Ivor: Thank you. Lukas: So then why did you get hurt? Radar: It- It wasn’t the potion! I think some of the glass hit me when it shattered. That was the part that hurt.  Olivia: That never happens to any of us. Radar: Guess I just got unlucky.

You’re unable to go back the way you came, so the only way out is through. You enter the cave, which quickly becomes pitch dark.

The torches only last so long, and there are plenty of mobs (that still ignore Radar). Radar, the person you’d assume would be most frightened by this, doesn’t voice any complaints. He never even mentions tripping over anything.

At a certain point, he mentions a tunnel that seems to lead upward, likely an exit. The rest of you can’t see anything in the darkness. You question this, and he seems confused. He turns to look at you, and you can just barely make him out, but there’s a slight glow in his eyes. It’s a little freaky.

Without even looking at or talking to each other, the rest of you conclude “yeah, something is severely up with Radar.” So you follow him, and manage to get back to the surface with the tunnel he found. You all huddle up and get out of earshot from him.

Axel: So what’s our theory, exactly? Lukas: It’s like he’s a zombie. Olivia: But he’s acting the same way he usually does. Petra: So he’s acting unusual. Olivia: Yeah. Ivor: I bet the whole world thinks he’s a zombie. Olivia: Let’s not get carried away here. He looks and is acting normal. Radar: [in the distance] I can’t wait until it’s night, the sun is really hot here, haha! Oh hey, a creeper. Anyways- Olivia: He’s a zombie.

Lukas: That would explain why we stopped seeing him during the day. But that means he… died. Doesn’t it?  Petra: But he hasn’t said a thing about it! Why wouldn’t he tell us something like that? Ivor: Well, bringing someone back from the dead isn’t exactly easy. There’s only one person we know who could do that. Olivia: The timeline adds up, but what happened to him? Lukas: There’s a reason he’s trying to hide it. If he’s hiding something that crazy from his own friends…

[midnightmayhem13]

that's how you get the girl

a/n: kate won the poll so here's a lil smt for her! hope i did the lil archer justice and enjoy!🩶

summary: kate doesn't know how or when to make a move on you, maria nd nat are tired of her awkward flirting!

kate bishop x reader; maria hills x natasha romanoff

mentions of clint! no warnings js wlw fluffiness flash of angst(?)🩶

You and kate first met when you were training with nat and she with clint. so naturally, with both of ur mentors being best friends you two met. since you guys were also offered rooms in the compound you guys saw eachother constantly. clint and nat also wanted you two to get along bc eventually you two would be partners like they were.

in all honesty it was hard to not be friends. you two passed each while you were headed to the gym with nat and when kate was headed to the shooting range with clint. the black haired girl found herself excited for these little moments in both of ur busy schedules. she started getting flustered when you would smile at her briefly and wave at her with ur fingers, whispering a little "hi katie", or when nat and clint were out of town and you two would hang out and get pizza together.

you two became best friends sooner than clint and nat expected but they're weren't ones to complain. as you two got closer to the team you hung out with them more often and even went to starks parties. kate wasn't so excited about that part thinking it would be like her moms galas, but oh was she wrong. first you were there and shit did you look absolutely stunning everything but also the vibe was a whole lot more chill. people didn't care about being formal more just being themselves and having fun

due to this you two found out the maria hills was dating nat! they were the cutest couple ever. you never rlly expected anything bc the kept it professional at work. but they didn't care about you two knowing they were in love and they loved it. the couple found themselves forming a soft spot for you two. being reminded of them being young and falling in love. and being the best agents shield had to offer, they noticed the feelings both of you had for the other. but neither saying anything.

nat would hang out with you at tony's parties to help calm you down and maria started talking to kate, complimenting her work bc maria knew everything duh.

"so you and the archer huh" nat winked at you "woah ms rominoff she's just my friend, plus you told me to be friends w her" she scoffed slightly blushing "it's nat remember and don't act like you don't look at her the way you do honey. plus that girl has heart eyes for you, she follows you like a puppy" "don't be ridiculous nat" you said with a frown, walking away bc sam had called you over . it hurt nats heart knowing that you didn't notice kate's infatuation with you.

on the other side of the room was a fluster kate and a maria trying to hype her up. "y/n's pretty isn't she kate" "yea she's absolutely beautiful" kate sighs maria cackles at kate's daze. kate notices this and immediately gets embarrassed "uhm oh not like that well yes bc she is beautiful not that she isn't but not in that way" "kate stop pretending, it's cute" maria says as she shakes her head. kate's mind was racing. was her crush that noticiable? well ofc she liked you who wouldn't but she didn't have the guts to ask you out, you were way out of her league. " i just, i don't know how" "i can tell. it's getting painfully awkward watching you try to flirt" "ok whatever hill" "hey women up, you're gonna ask her out you here me?" maria challenges

that was a month ago. maria and nat has been helping kate work up the courage and not be so awkward around you. and honestly you fell harder for her, she finally asked you on a date and you hoped she'd confess but she never did leaving you thinking she js wanted to hang out. kate js couldn't get the words out her mouth bc ur beauty had stunned her. although one on of tonys parties, when all the guests left and only the team was there laughing and drinking, you and kate were right next to eachother. and across from you was everyone's favorite couple. you had already been fiddling with kate's hand and she didn't really know what to do.

maria watched kate's struggle as she was trying to make a movie but didn't know how. as this went on for a couple of minutes, watching kate try to find a way to put her arm around you. kate finally caught maria gaze, jumping in her spot a little causing you to turn to kate and giving you a sweet smile. when u turned back to what ever steve was saying, kate turned back to maria to give her a 'wtf what do u want' face. maria just giggled to herself. pointing at kate aggressively and putting an arm around natasha, as to say 'see'. but kate couldn't bring herself to do it as she nodded no fast. but maria being stubborn nodded yes. this went on for a while, no one paying attention luckily. finally kate js did it. fast. both raven haired girls waiting for ur reaction.

you simply scooted closer to her and put your head on her shoulder. kate melted as she watched you with loving eyes. since this moment, kate's confidence boosted

since then the next month was filled with cute dates compliments and cheek kisses. then for the third time at tony's party was when she made the most important move of all. you two decided to be matching as it was a pre-valentine's day party, and you two went as a date. as usual you two went to talk to different people parting ways for a bit, kate went to her new mom at this point updating her on everything. when she's admiring you when maria's talking abt something she didn't rlly pay attention to, she notices your mood switch.

maria notices kate get serious rather than have that dreamy look on her face. suddenly you walk out onto the roof looking as if u we're about to cry. before kate follows you she notices your bitch ass ex with the person they cheated on you with. how tf did they make it here? maria pats kates shoulder "go get her tiger"

kate zooms away throwing ur ex a dirty look in the process. she finds you on the rooftop balcony hugging ur self while trying to wipe the tears away. "y/n..." you turn around trying to act as if nothing was wrong "hi katie" you say, not without ur voice cracking, you can't help it anymore as you burst into tears. kate immediately pulls you in by ur waist hugging you passionately. a few minutes pass and you two are swaying and whispering sweet nothings to each. when kate opens her eyes she met with a cheering nat and maria through the window. she immediately blushes and nods in question. they keep making kissy hands and maria pulls nat in to emphasize their point.

kate breaths in and pulls away. your cheeks are bright red. your eyes are filled with noticiable love. kate lifts your chin and your breath hitches. "can i kiss you?" "mhm~" you respond nervously with a small grin on ur face. as kates lips touch yours you swear you hear fire works. you two giggle and pull apart "tuesday at 7?" "of course katie" you giggle knowing what's going to happen. you two interlock hands and walk away happy as can be. kate turns to maria and nat mouthing a 'thank you'

the next morning when you and kate walk out your room after not wanting to leave eachothers side last night. when kate's staring at you while you make coffee and talk to nat. maria comes up from behind her and slaps her back, " see, that's how you get the girl" she winks. kate smiles and turns back to you. continuing to admire her girl.

a/n sorry that was ass😵‍💫 first time writings not js headcanons lmao but i love kate and i had to think of a prompt on the spot hope you found a little bit of it enjoyable🩶

[theghostinmeisyou]

As it is pretty clear that "Price's Daughter AU" is going to win the poll, I thought it silly to wait the remaining hours before posting 1 of 2 fics I've written for this au (the other fic is gonna be a long one so hold on!)

So here you have it, Price's Daughter AU with Ghost x Reader smut

You hate big family gatherings, but on the 4th of July there’s no excuse to not come visit your dad’s yearly bbq fest where he invites the whole neighborhood and a few of his colleagues to come enjoy some cold booze, colorful fireworks, and the best goddamn barbecue in all of the US of A.

Already there’s a ton of cars parked in front of your parents house, which unfortunately means you’ll have to park further up the street, having to walk all the way back.

“Fucking, stupid…” You decided to wear the absolute worst heels for an event like this, but you like looking good, and the men’s attention isn’t fully unwanted either, up until the moment Price (your dad) tries to play matchmaker with you and Gaz. There isn’t really anything wrong with Gaz, he just doesn’t do it for you, and besides your dad intervening makes it even less appealing.

But you arrive on time, as the dutiful daughter, and walk into your former home.

“Hello?” you call out, and near immediately your mother, Betty Price, comes rushing from around a corner.

“Oh my darling daughter, it is so good to see you again!” She comes at you with open arms.

“Hi mom.” You accept the smothering hug and kisses, where your mom tries to wipe off the lipstick stains by licking her finger and rubbing your cheeks. “Mom, God! I can do it myself, just- doesn’t dad need you?”

“Oh stop whining, you’ll never be too old to let your mom dote on you some! But yes, you are right, I have so much to see to! Go upstairs and get settled in, then come help your dear mother, okay?” She squeezes your shoulders.

“Okay fine,” you say and roll your eyes, feeling like a teenager again whenever you enter this home, but it’s been 8 years since you moved out, you really should act more mature.

Yet you do as told, which isn’t an odd thing coming from an army family, and you walk upstairs and into the bathroom with a window facing the backyard. You look at yourself in the mirror, wearing a pretty yellow summer dress that is, in the right light, a bit too sheer perhaps, and your dad will undoubtedly comment on it, but it’s too late to change now.

While you’re trying to wipe off the red lipstick stains your mother left on you, you hear talking through the window.

“You really can’t go anywhere without that mask, huh?” You recognize the voice as Soap, and walk to the window to see who he’s talking to.

“Not really. It’d be chaotic if all the women got a glance at my face.” A different voice, British, and not one you’ve ever heard before.

The man in the mask is tall, buff as all hell, and indeed wearing a skull mask. Intriguing, could this be the famed Ghost guy?

“How will you expect to eat any of the food then?” Soap continues.

“Can’t go a whole day without eating!” Gaz says, and urgh of course he’s here already. “Hey Captain.”

Your dad approaches them, beers in hand as he offers them to his esteemed guests. Ghost accepts one but doesn’t do anything with it; how’s he supposed to with that mask on?

“So, where’s that daughter of yours?” Gaz again, inquiring about you.

“She’s upstairs getting ready, you know how women are.” And all except Ghost laugh at that.

You roll your eyes; you’re not getting ready! You’re trying to clean up after your mother’s barrage of kisses! But you won’t let a bit of misogyny get in your way of having a fun day. So you push your tits together, creating an even more enticing cleavage, fluffs up your hair, and out the bathroom door you go again.

“There she is! My darling daughter!” your father proclaims as you step onto the back porch, and absolutely everyone turns to look at you.

Embarrassed by the attention, knowing well you’re dressed in a manner that will leave the wives gossiping, you step down onto the grass and approach the gathering of rather handsome men - yes even Gaz is attractive enough, but he’s like a puppy to you, you can practically see the tail wagging the closer you get.

“Hey Soap, Gaz.” You greet them with a smile and slight wave.

“Darling, I don’t think you’ve ever met Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley here,” Price says and gestures toward the man towering above you.

So tall indeed that you have to look up to meet his intense, burning gaze.

“Ma’am,” he says, all gruff and low, and accepts your handshake when you extend your hand. “Firm grip.”

“Father taught me well,” you muse and feel kind of proud to be complimented on your handshake. “Here, let me take that for you.” And you gladly take the beer from his hand, keeping eye contact as you take a sip from it.

“Thanks,” he grumbles.

And those were the last words you two exchanged for several hours. You talk with the neighbors, with Gaz, your parents, and everyone else except Ghost. It’s not fully intentional on your behalf, it’s just that he never approaches you, a thing you’re so used to, and you might be just a tad bit shy against his cold and hard exterior, yet whenever you look at him he’s staring at you, arms crossed, standing close to Soap. Truth be told, the summer heat isn’t all that’s getting to you, it is unbearable being underneath his intense and burning gaze.

You hope he's thinking what you're thinking as you step past him, eyes locked together, a sly smile on your lips and you see it, a hint of something primal in his glare, it's as if he hates what you do to him, and you haven't even begun yet.

So you walk upstairs, into the bathroom you were in earlier, and stand in front of the giant mirror, waiting.

Not that you have to be particularly patient, as there's a knock on the door soon after you arrive, and opening it up reveals-

Ghost, nearly the height of the goddamn door, standing there quietly. He then steps in, doesn't wait for an invite and looks around, letting out a slight, "Hm," as if 'this'll do'.

He turns to you, meeting your inviting gaze, peeling off his gloves. "You want this?" His hand reaches down to grab at the outline of what looks to be quite the erection - quick on the draw, ain't he.

"Yes-

"Yes sir," he interrupts, "Say it."

Heat shoots through you, warming and wetting your cunt. Ghost looms over you, bringing a hand up to swipe his thumb across your parted lips. God you want him so so bad.

"Say it."

"Yes, sir."

He hums, pleased. "Good girl."

And if possible, that makes you even more excited, your pussy thrombin, declaring its need for attention now.

"Lift up your dress," he commands like he's on the battlefield whispering into a walkie talkie.

You do as told, pulling on the fabric, revealing your soaked, lacy, light blue panties.

"Take them off," Ghost grumbles.

Again, following orders like you were one of his privates on the battlefield. He extends a hand, waiting, and it takes you a second to realize what he's asking for, handing him your used underwear.

He sniffs it, taking a long, deep breath, and exhaling with a guttural, animalistic, "Harrh," his eyes now hungrier than before.

Then he grabs you by the hips, spinning you around so that you face the mirror, and bends you slightly forward, testing how far down you're willing to go without forcing you.

And you feel it, the head of his cock teasing your entrance, you can't help the slight whimper as you bite down on your lower lip to keep quiet.

Slowly he pushes in and for a moment you swear it won't fit, stretching your pussy to its limits the deeper he goes, your hands gripping at the edges of the sink, but God if it isn't the most incredible feeling you've ever felt. Barely has he moved and already you're on edge, dripping wet and wanting to moan out louder than you ever have, and you're no virgin.

Ghost grabs you by the hips, not so hard that you'll bruise, but with enough force to remind you who's in charge here. He groans out as he pulls out and thrusts into you.

You watch in the mirror how he looks down at where you swallow him whole, again and again as he sets a rather calm and collected pacing.

"Y-you can go faster," you utter carefully, eyeing the open window where everyone will hear you if you don't control yourself. "I won't break."

"But can you keep quiet?"

"Why?" You smirk. "Afraid Captain Price will hear his precious daughter getting pounded by someone she doesn't even know?"

"He trusts me."

"Clearly he shouldn't, seeing how you're defiling his only child."

"Stay quiet and I may give you what you want."

"Pinkie promise," you laugh and he smacks your ass hard enough to make you yelp.

And then he sets a faster pace, rougher and harder, making you whine with pleasure.

"Fuck that's good, so tight," he groans, eyes glued to where you meet.

With every thrust his cock massages every sweet spot inside your cunt, bringing you closer and closer, and you warn him,

"I-I'm close, haah."

"Show me that pretty face of yours," he says all deep and vulgar, voice thick with lust as he meets your gaze in the mirror, staring just as intensely as he had earlier in the backyard.

And you show him just how good his dick makes you feel, mouth wide open, eyes on him, a wonderful blush across your cheekbones, and you screw your eyes shut as you cum with incredible intensity, the kind that can bring tears to your eyes as you let out a choked moan to the beat of heat exploding in your cunt.

"God that's it, arrh, haha," he grumbles quietly when it's his turn to cum, fucking you vigorously so that your tits nearly pop out of your bra, pounding you to a point where you'll be wonderfully sore for a few days. And it must have been a while since he last came because he fills you past the brim, his cum dripping out of you and onto the floor while he's becoming flaccid inside your hole, and when he pulls out, you gasp, feeling how it all spills out and drips down your leg.

"That was… wow," you laugh and look at the floor. "I'd better clean this up before it scares someone to death."

"And I'd better get outside again so your dad doesn't get suspicious." 

But you don't want him to leave, you could honestly go for a second round, maybe even three, but you get it, this was a one time thing, as wonderful as it was.

"Yep yep, you better get going then," you say, avoiding eye contact.

He grabs you by the chin and angles you upward so that your eyes may meet.

"This was lovely," he says with that deep, baritone voice and heavenly accent of his, then leaves you weak in the knees.

After cleaning up real quick and waiting a moment for it all to flow out of you, you return to the backyard and to your smiling father, so proud of his daughter, and waves you over.

"Sweetheart, come here and listen to the hilarious story Gaz just told me!" he calls to you.

You pass Ghost as you walk across the lawn, but neither of you look at the other, despite the fact that some of him is still inside of you.

[dearabby1990]

Chapter 24: Prom of 86

After entering the gym you all took in all the decorations & how great they could make a smelly gymnasium look had you completely stunned. You ended up taking out Eddie’s bun you could tell it was bothering him & you loved his hair & wanted him to be comfortable anyway. Besides you know he’ll thank you once he gets the prom pictures back even though at the very last second his kissed your cheek & then paid off the guy to take one more & asked Robin to use her order form number for him since her & Steve weren’t getting theirs professionally taken anyway robin thought it’s more of a couples thing anyway. Eddie’s teacher Ms O’Donnell approaches the microphone “Good evening students and guests Hawkins seniors of 1986 we want you to all enjoy yourselves tonight king & queen prince and princess voting starts in an hour polls will be collected by 11pm by Nancy wheeler and Fred Benson & winners will be announced at 11:30 now remember no misbehaving have a wonderful evening & remember to leave room for Jesus” you all shake your heads who wants to dance with a measured distance robin is mumbling something about Bible thumpers to which Eddie catches and snickers. As Cindy Lauper blasts through the speaker system you all decide on eating first since this music doesn’t particularly grab the guys attention much. A few of the hellfire guys taking their group photo as they call Eddie over to join them & he makes his way back to the table with them. “Jamie I wanted you to meet the guys beings you’ll be at the show next week & it’s only proper my men meet my princess” he says in a way that seems like he’s proud to have you all in his life. One boy steps forward extending his hand to you “hey Jamie I’m gareth Eddie’s unofficial adopted brother” you giggle “hi I’m Jeff & this is freak” they both take your hand kissing the back in a gentlemanly way “nice to meet you all I’m glad Eddie has such good friends” they all seem to appreciate your kind nature something the boys aren’t used to beings the whole town treats them like a disease you could tell they wished they had dates like Eddie you certainly know how they feel so you have an idea “Eddie can we talk for a minute?” He looks worried “uhh yeah is everything okay??” You smile and take his hand “of course it’s nothing bad I promise” you kiss his cheek seeing him turn fire engine red & nodding as you lead the way to the dance floor while Otis Redding “I’ll be loving you too long” plays you wrap your arms around his neck as he lays his hands at the sides of your hips & you both sway with each other “okay do they have dates Eddie?” He looks confused “uh no they tried to ask a few people but you & I both know Hawkins is anything but nice to the resident freaks” you nod understandably “this is our night but I had an idea but I wanted to run it by you first” he looks intrigued “what if I took each of them out here on the floor for one song each my heart hurts for them eddie you know what I went through last time I was at one of these… this is supposed to be a night they never forget” Eddie smiles at you before leaning in to give you a kiss. “You never cease to amaze me beautiful you have such a good heart of course but not until I get one more dance with my girl before I share her for a bit” you giggle nuzzling your face into his neck taking in the scent of a most definitely new cologne. After you finish you both head to the boys table heading to Gareth and extending your hand to him “Huh.. what’s going on?” You pull him into a hug “come on Emerson Eddie needs a break & I wanna dance” you tug him along gareth looks back at Eddie receiving a nod of approval & a wide smile. Time after time begins “oh perfect” you’re excited to make their night gareth looks nervous “uh I don’t know how..” you take his hands and place them on your sides and rest your hands on his shoulders “it’s okay G I got you” he begins to blush “thanks… for this.. for everything I’m happy for you & Eddie you both deserve to be happy”.. To be continued

[simlit]

Chosen of the Sun | | forest // sixteen

| @maladi777 | @rollingsim | @catamano | @poisonedsimmer-gone

POLL RESULTS| A 53% majority votes to give the banner up willingly.

4TH TRIAL | FOREST | SCOREBOARD 01 Tayuin // Taiyo - 2  02 Åse // Eve - 2 03 Aster // Eira - 0 04 Sarayn // Therion - 2 05 Indryr // Talila - 1

next / previous / beginning

ASTER: Sorry, Smile. If it’s between you and the point, I’d rather miss it. Take the banner and leave us be. SARAYN: A wise decision. I know those are hard for you to come by. ASTER: Hey now, I’m being cooperative. No need for unsolicited reminders. THERION: Well… good luck to you. ASTER: Mm. Maybe after you’ve had your spot of fun, do a little bit of self-reflecting, eh? Or don’t, I don’t care. THERION: We wouldn’t have killed her. ASTER: Yeah, piss off. EIRA: Bastards. ASTER: World’s full of them. Come on, sit here and rest. Let me have a look at those injuries. EIRA: snorts You? ASTER: Yeah, yeah, I know I’m no Eve, but I’ve had to do my fair share of bandaging up on the road. ASTER: Well, it’s not deep. At least, you should hold up okay till we can get you back to a real healer. But let’s not be in a rush, you look right exhausted. EIRA: I’m fine. ASTER: Of course you are. Bout as fine as I am, which is about as fine as two very not fine things. EIRA: laughs At least you finally admitted it. ASTER: I suppose I have to respect a woman willing to die just to make a statement. Besides, you did your best. I owe you that much. EIRA: Who knew the jackass could use magic? ASTER: He is an elf, after all. EIRA: So are you. ASTER: So people keep saying. Extraordinary. It’s as if having a bit of point to your ears makes you special. I can assure you, that is not the case. In fact, it’s made me rather unspecial over the course of my life. EIRA: Yeah? ASTER: Oh yes. But surely you know all about being outcast. EIRA: You can only be cast out if you belonged in the first place. ASTER: Huh. How profound. I could write a song about that. Or at least, I might have. EIRA: What? The trials so obnoxious they’ve forced you into early retirement? ASTER: Not exactly. But not not exactly. EIRA: Do you ever give straight answers? ASTER: Personally, I prefer zigzags. But… it’s complicated. Or not so complicated. Just stings a bit. I don’t have a problem admitting I’ve fucked up— hell, my entire life is somebody’s fuck up. It's just the reality that maybe it was a bridge too far. Rather a hard truth to swallow. EIRA: So, what was it? ASTER: Eh, you know, robbed an ancient cave. Pilfered a cursed golden skull, the usual. EIRA: Yeah, sounds like something you’d do. ASTER: You’re not wrong. Suppose I thought it might have just been a wee curse. I could handle a bit of poor luck. I’ve broken a lot of mirrors, you see. What was the worst that could happen? Turns out, that black magic can take just about everything from you. At least anything worth a damn. And I’ve only got two things. EIRA: Your voice. ASTER: And my music. Spent a lot of time trying to remember a thing I haven’t forgotten. The notes are right in front of me and I can’t play them. How does that work? Well, I’ll tell you: it doesn’t. Now what do I do? Am I supposed to just find some new purpose in life? That’s a lot of work. And maybe not worth the time. People like you when you’ve got something to offer them, even if for a minute or two. If I’ve got nothing, I’ve really got nothing, you know? EIRA: You weren’t kidding. You’re really not yourself. ASTER: Mm. Last time I told this many truths I was sloppy drunk in a dwarven whorehouse. But maybe I’m just exhausted. I don’t like thinking too much, and I’ve been doing an awful lot of it these past few days. EIRA: I don’t care for it much either. ASTER: Hm? EIRA: Thinking too hard. But I’m not like you. I don’t have distractions. I can’t get out of my head. ASTER: Well, that does sound terrible. EIRA: Then again, maybe you try too hard to get out of yours. ASTER: You’re not wrong there, either. EIRA: If you came by the tavern, no one would turn you away. Music or not. ASTER: I don’t know about “no one”. EIRA: You don’t need everyone. You just need a few good someones. But you’re set in your ways and can’t see what’s right in front of you. I was there, too. You ought to spend time with the Valkyrie. ASTER: Oh? EIRA: She’s good at breaking doors. And arms. ASTER: laughs You know, Witcher. You’re not so bad. EIRA: Yeah. You neither.

[shizukufangirl]

A/N - Hello sweeties, I couldn't write chapter 2 yesterday because of the poll, looks like you guys picked both Chuuya and Dazai hehe, I hope you enjoy this.

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You were on your bed, thinking of how could you possibly join the Armed Detective Agency.. Hmmm... What if you pretend that you were evil, but want to be 'kind' now?.. No, too obvious.

what if you pretend to be an orphan who's an ability user?.. No, too weird, your 21 for goodness sake!

Hm... What if you just pretend to be a normal human who just wants a job?

That was kind of strange.. But for this paycheck you would do anything, literally.

And you decided to tell Chuuya your plan.

• CHUUYA'S POV •

Fuck.. Why do I feel this way.. Everytime I'm with them my stomach feels weird.. Do i- No!! I can't get distracted by them, I need to sign these documents..

*knock knock*

• 3RD PERSON POV •

As [Name] knocked on Chuuya's door, they couldn't help but think.

'Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember-'

(Sorry, what [Name] actually thought of ↓)

'Is there someone in the ADA that's gonna know who I am immediately when I walk in?'

"Come in" it was Chuuya's slightly muffled voice.

You opened the door and you swore you could see Chuuya's face Redden a bit.

"Oh, it's you.."

"The one and only, why is your face so red Chuuya? *gasp* don't tell me.. You have a crush on someone!"

"Wha-?! No I don't! It's just hot in here!"

"Yeah sure.. Anyways I have something to tell you...

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"Really? That's the ''Genius'' plan that you made up?"

"Hey! That's the best one that I could think of!"

"Whatever.. This may be your weirdest 'plan', but it may work, good job"

Achievement Unlocked! - Praise from the big bad executive :3

"Yay! Thanks Chuuya!"

"Your welcome..?"

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It was finally the day if the plan.

As you were walking down the street, you suddenly bumped into someone

They had messy brown hair, a long sand-colored trench coat, brown eyes and bandages literally almost every where

'Bingo'

"Oh! I'm really sorry sir, I wasn't looking at where I was going."

"It's fine..."

"Huh?"

"But Miss/Mr... Would you be willing to commit double suicide with me?"

Now that's a question our dear [Name] didn't expect

'This is the Dazai Osamu? He looks goofy..'

"THERE YOU ARE YOU TROUBLESOME BLOCKHEAD!"

Yelled out a voice that belonged to a man with dirty blonde hair tied into a low ponytail with glasses

His yell startled you, making you let out a little Yelp in Surprise.

"Oh! You found me Kunikida, Well done!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WELL DONE?!"

"I-"

"Ugh, I'm so sorry for his behavior, Mx."

"Aha.. It's fine."

"Did he do anything to you??"

"No! He didn't, he just asked me if I wanted to commit double suicide with him.. "

"Ugh that bastar- are you okay Mx.? You look troubled"

"Ah, about that, I'm looking for a part time job"

"Oh~"

The man, Dazai moaned hummed (?), he then looked at Kunikida as if saying 'you know what I'm thinking?'

Then Dazai suddenly said..

"Then.. Do you want to join the armed detective agency, Mx.?"

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Hehe, can you tell that I forgot the entirety of episode 1? Did you also notice the genshin reference at the beginning?

Chapter 3 will be posted tomorrow, if I made any mistakes please tell me sweetie :)

Also, good luck on getting Alhaitham/Clorinde!

Also, question of the day ↓

[jonathanbiers]

i lost the ask about it because i tried to save it to the drafts and it DISAPPEARED, but for those of you who voted 'i want your video' in my wip titles poll, i have written the sentences! this isn't the whole thing, but here's a lil sneak preview & reveal for what it's going to be.

the text included here isn't graphic, but mentions sex work, which the fic WILL later include. 🖤

from i want your video,

“They sound like they suck,” Argyle points out, exhaling as he presses the still burning end of the roach against the bottom of the ashtray. 

Steve hums as if in thought, eyes turned up toward the ceiling. “I think mom would be okay with it, after some initial adjustment. Just not a conversation I wanna have with either of them, y’know—like, I’m not gonna call them and go, ‘Hey, mom and dad, I lied about the job thing. I’ve actually been selling videos of me touching myself on the internet, but don’t worry, it’s pretty good money.’” Steve looks over at Argyle with a put-on grimace. “Maybe let’s not.” 

“Why ever not?” Argyle jokes, reaching over to set the ashtray down on the table by the couch. “I am curious, though—why only the solo stuff?” 

“I’m not against the idea of filming with a partner. It just hasn’t happened,” Steve explains, his hand gesturing vaguely in the air. “It would have to be someone I trust. Turns out, that’s a very small list of people.” 

The weed must be starting to really kick in, because Argyle doesn’t even really remember why he asked in the first place, doesn’t think twice before he lets slip, “You trust me, don’t you?” 

He doesn’t even realize the implication of what he said, his already-short attention span even more of a mess. Not even when Steve considers him for a long few seconds, eyes giving Argyle a once over that, if it had been anyone else—and if Argyle’s self-awareness hadn’t gone out the window—would’ve made it obvious he was being checked out. Maybe because it’s Steve, and because they’re already friends, but it doesn’t make him feel uncomfortable like it normally does, put on the spot when he can tell someone’s eyeing him up. 

It’s just Steve, and he’s just looking. 

“Yeah, I trust you,” Steve says finally, his head lifting slightly so he can slide his own arm under it, the picture of comfort and ease. “If you want to, then yeah, I’m down. We’d just both have to get tested first—safety and all that important shit.” 

“We—huh,” Argyle mumbles aloud, his eyes blinking like that’ll clear away the clouds hovering over his thoughts. It takes a second, but he remembers the earlier parts of the conversation eventually, his mouth dropping open just a bit. “Oh—” Argyle’s mind seems to pause completely while he grasps for words to say. It takes him an embarrassingly long time to come up with anything. “I think maybe I shouldn’t be high for this conversation.” 

[crystalninjaphoenix]

Many Roads Diverge in the Woods - Part Two

A JSE Interactive Fanfic

Previous

The results are in.

Your path has been decided. Strange how such a small choice can change so much. Can't wait to see how you guys handle the situations that are coming :)c

The poll at the bottom to decide what happens next is only open for one day, expiring on October 5th at 12:00pm PST. Part Three will be up on October 7th at the same time.

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“Thanks Jackie, but I think the food situation is a bit more important,” Chase says.

Jackie sighs. “Yeah, you’re probably right. But hey, you can always join later.” He turns and heads down the hall, leaving Schneep and Chase there.

“Ah, thank you, Chase,” Schneep says awkwardly.

“Hey, it’s no big deal. You’re right, if we don’t have food that’s kind of a bummer.” Chase leaves the bedroom, closing the door behind him. “Besides, if we don’t have anything, I’ll have to drive over to the town to get groceries. You guys should really pass your driver’s tests, you know.”

Schneep shrugs. “There has never been a need for it until now.”

The two of them head downstairs. Jackie has convinced Marvin and JJ to help him with the PS5, so they’re all currently crowded around the TV. “Hey guys.” Chase waves at them as he and Schneep walk past. “How’s it going?”

“Hey Chase,” Jackie says. “We’re teaching JJ how to set up a console.”

“It’s not that difficult,” Marvin adds, nudging JJ teasingly.

JJ rolls his eyes. Alright, alright, I get the picture.

Chase laughs as he and Schneep head into the kitchen/dining room combo. The rustic look continues here, though Chase can’t help but notice the countertops are made of fancy-looking green marble. Those must have cost a fortune. In fact, this whole place probably cost a lot. How did Jack’s family have access to this? They weren’t that well-off.

Schneep opens the refrigerator. “Ah, good, Jack was right. There is food.” He lets out a little breath of relief.

“This was really worrying you, huh?” Chase says, opening the cabinets. Each one was full of dried foods.

“I would like everything to go as expected.” Schneep closes the fridge and opens the attached freezer. It is also full. “You know that.”

“Yeah, you get a little, uh... anxious.” Chase gives him a small smile, hoping to reassure him. “Everything needs to be in control. I’m actually surprised you left the house keys by the door.”

“I did?” Schneep pats his pockets. “Oh, I-I forgot about that. You are right, I should probably hold onto those. I would hate to lose Jack’s keys.” He leaves the kitchen to go grab them.

Chase walks over to the archway connecting the area to the living room. Jackie and Marvin are now arguing about what to play while JJ fiddles with the controller. “Hey guys,” Chase calls. “We’re good on food. What d’you guys want to have for dinner?”

“You already know my list of foods I like,” Marvin says, shrugging.

I’m fine with whatever you want to make, JJ adds. It sounds like we may have limited options.

“We don’t want to make a mess,” Jackie points out. “Is there anything that’s easy to clean?”

“Uhh let’s check.” Chase turns around and looks through the kitchen again.

Schneep joins him. “I saw frozen pizzas in here,” he says, opening the freezer. “Yes, five of them.”

“Aw sweet, one for each of us,” Chase says. “Hmm, but would that be too messy?”

“Not unless our friends eat like your daughter,” Schneep jokes.

“Hey!... Well, that’s true.” Chase laughs. “Pizza it is, then. I don’t think five could fit in the oven at once, though. We won’t need all five, will we?”

Schneep shuffles through the freezer. “Oh! I think each one is our favorite, actually. Look, this one has olives for me, there is Jackie’s pineapple—ugh—and Marvin’s plain cheese. Jack must have really planned this out.”

“Huh. Okay, then, I guess everyone will have their own. Who’s the least hungry and ready to wait?”

Before Chase can go into the living room to ask the others, the lights in the kitchen all turn off at once, leaving only the light of the setting sun to illuminate the area. He hears Jackie and Marvin cry out in dismay, and he and Schneep return to the living room. “Of all the times!” Jackie complains.

“The power went out?” Chase says. “That’s weird.”

Perhaps it has been a while since the house was used and the fuse box is old? JJ suggests.

“I can go check,” Schneep suggests. “Jack said that the power was in the basement.” He walks over to the basement door, taking the house keys out of his pocket as he does so. After a couple tries, he finds the one to unlock the basement door, which then swings open. “Alright.” He turns to look back at everyone else. “I will be right back.”

“Hey, I can go with you, if you want,” Jackie offers.

Schneep laughs. “It is just a basement. I’m sure the worst that will happen is spiderwebs.” And before the others can say anything else, he heads on down. “I will text you if something is strange,” he calls, his voice getting farther and farther, echoing up the staircase.

Jackie frowns. “I don’t like that basement,” he mutters. “Strange that it was locked.”

This is more of a vacation home than a real home, JJ says. Of course they would lock everything up when they’re not using it.

“The bedrooms and bathrooms weren’t locked, though.”

“That’s cause the bedrooms and bathrooms only lock from inside,” Marvin says. “If they locked them, they’d have to leave through the windows, and I don’t think the ones in the bathroom open up.”

Jackie sighs. “Yeah, you guys are right. I’m probably just being weird cause it’s October and I’m thinking about horror movies.”

“I mean, if you’re really that worried about Schneep, you can follow him even if he said it would be fine,” Chase points out. “No one’s stopping you.”

“I could,” Jackie considers. He thinks about it.

[pixelwixard]

Spell Trek brainstorms

Okay, so I thought it would be a good time to start brainstorming Spell Trek in earnest, since I’m giving my T’Lyn/Mariner/Tendi fic chapter a few days to marinate (probably pick it up tomorrow, actually). I decided to live-blog my thoughts and just go through the entire process here because why not. It will be messy, but fun. Plus, people could leave feedback if they wished. Maybe I’ll change my mind later, but for now, you all will witness the process. Might leave some questions unanswered, but I can at least go through possibilities. Let’s go!

In case you haven’t seen me talk about it before, and in case the naming wasn’t too obvious, Spell Trek is my fantasy conversion of Star Trek. While I’m a fan of some sci-fi (obviously), I am personally a fantasist, so I thought this would be a good way for me to write slightly bigger stories than I could if I stuck to the canon universe. My knowledge of science is not extensive. Magic, I can do.

I guess the best place to start is with the big stuff and work my way down. So, what’s the cosmology of this setting? Obviously, the original Trek is in space. Should I basically just keep it space, but magic? Planets, nebula, black holes? Maybe it would be analogous to space, but modified. Actually, if you’ve ever heard of Spelljammer, that’s a possible way to do it. I don’t know much about the setting, but I skimmed the Wikipedia article for it, and it’s kind of what I’m talking about. Might have to do more research into it.

Perhaps instead of traveling through space, it’s all interplanar travel? Each species could come from a different dimensional plane instead of planet. Might be some kind of “space” between planes that the ships would travel through, which is where the actual space stuff would occur and would allow for actual travel instead of just blinking from plane to plane. Almost the same as the previous paragraph, I guess, just…worded differently. Planets, planes, same diff. Yeah, it’s pretty much the same concept. Magic space.

It COULD all take place on one world, and each species is a different race and nation. Kind of limits the scope, though, unless I introduce some ways to expand it, like the Underdark, parallel planes, etc. Still would have a physical limit. Unless…it didn’t? Okay, THIS is new to my brain. When I’ve thought about the possible setting before, I’ve usually thought about the previous two paragraphs, really sticking as close as possible to outer space. I briefly imagined it as one world before, but dismissed it due to limited space, and therefore lacking in terms of exploration. But what if…the landscape just had no known limit? One unending (as far as anyone knows) physical landmass/watermass? Could still have ships, but they would be airships instead. Warp could still work, as the landscape is basically infinite. Exploration is still doable. It being a flat world instead of 3D space, that would make travel slightly different, but that’s not important. Actually, maybe the travel could still be 3D? Could have underground species, perhaps landmasses in the sky, too. Or maybe…what if there are multiple physical planes stacked on top of one another? A big lasagna of reality. Cosmology is fun to play around with, huh?

Well, this brainstorming session has given me some things to think about. To summarize, it seems like I have two options for the overall setting (with some sub-options thrown in):

Basically outer space, but magic instead of science (like Spelljammer).

Replace the infinite space with infinite landmass and watermass (and possibly multiple layers).

Not sure which I prefer. I like the latter because it’s the shiny new idea I just came up with, and I wouldn’t have to worry about astrophysics or anything like that, but I guess I could always fudge it all if it’s magic anyway.

Is anyone reading this? If you want to give an opinion, you can. Oh hey, I can do a poll! I love you, Tumblr. So just take the poll. Well, you can reply or reblog/tag too, if you want, but if the poll is easier for you, by all means.

Okay, bye now.

[asiadoesstuff]

Ok then.

Calling all my Fandroid Theory Enthusiasts!!: @splat1987 @1dklikesthings @bluartist @pawsometoons @bugsinspace @killer-arcade @roseverdict @therealdragongirl12 @crossover-fraternity !!

So, the Recent Livestreams…

I’m gonna theorise the heck outta these.

25/3/23

So, the 1st Live…

Before the Live started, there was a poll. It was titled “Lore?” With two options: Yes and No. The Poll’s results ended with Yes having 96% of votes, whilst No had 3% of the votes.

The Live starts. Fandroid and Melody appear to be playing an Obby Game. Everything seems normal; everybody in the chat is asking if there’s any Lore, and debating if they’ve been tricked.

At some point, a message from Chat is read out, about Target. Then Fandroid goes onto talking about a trip he took to Target; he hit himself on something, saying he “hurt his leg-bone.”

Robots don’t have bones. In fact, Fandroid pointed that out himself in the chat.

The Chat starts discussing. A popular theory that was made in these 5 minutes was the Fandroid on the Live is an “impostor.” (I swear if anyone says anything remotely related to Among Us…)

The Stream carries on. After a bit, Fandroid posts another message in Chat.

Business Bot has been missing for a week, apparently. Chat eats this up like a fine meal.

The Stream goes on, Fandroid saying some things which aren’t specifically Note-Worthy, but you know…

After a while, Fandroid & Melody leave the Obby game they were playing and join ‘Shovelware’s Brain Game’. Around halfway-through the round, Fandroid sends this into the Chat. And it sounds good! (At first…)

…Oh.

That doesn’t seem too good.

So Business Bot is gone, and Fandroid found one of his wheels. Either Business Bot accidentally smashed his wheels off, or something must’ve done this. Most probably the second one, since from what I know, Business Bot doesn’t leave his station, and there’s not really anything that could cause this type of damage near it.

…And it seems Business Bot’s disappearance isn’t the only one.

So something’s kidnapping the robots; It couldn’t be humans, because Fandroid already established all the humans are dead. Who could it be?

Cue a couple more silly (/pos) comments from Fandroid, which I will not attach here because there is a limit to how many images you can attach.

Stream goes a while without any Comments from Fandroid.

Then Fandroid sends something to the chat. It isn’t anything important, it’s just… surprising.

?????

Huh???

Anyways…

After 3 minutes of silence from the Fandroid Account, it sends something again.

That’s good! And hey; we know Frogbot’s still here!

Anyways…

Whatever’s taken Business Bot either: Dismantled him, or didn’t need his wheels. For what reason? I don’t know…

Info about the Holodeck!

There’s one thing that’s putting me off, though…

Why is Fandroid talking in 3rd Person?

Anyways: Stream carries on, and there’s nothing Note-worthy from Fandroid for the next 32 minutes.

But I just wanted to say…

…Language Fandroid. 😡 (/lh)

Anyways…

After a while, the Stream comes to an end. It was fun! And Loreful! Everyone is saying goodbye!…

…But it doesn’t end.

Fandroid & Melody start speaking about something, that they assumed was Private. But, we heard everything…

Here’s the Clip of Fandroid and Melody’s ‘Private’ Conversation…

So, the reason why this is a Double-Stream Post was because Tumblr refused letting me post videos, and by the time I tried all the ways for it to work, it was already Friday… so I’m just gonna have to send a link from someone else’s video—

This is alot to take in.

So, there’s a New Robot named 404.

Named after an Error Message.

Frogbot apparently saw 404 and drew a picture of it.

Theories for this Live…

Listen, I know this might sound insane, but…

What if 404 is like an Ennard-Type Situation?

All these Robots have disappeared out-of-the-blue, so it could make sense.

Maybe that’s why Business Bot’s wheels were found, but not Business Bot. 404 maybe didn’t need wheels so it just dropped them somewhere random.

But if 404 made itself a body, then what is it internally? You know what I mean?

There’s not enough evidence to completely prove my theory, but hey; what’s theorising without a risk you’re completely wrong?

That’s all from me. We’ll have to see what happens Next Stream…

1/4/23

What just happened?…

What.

I don’t know how I feel about this.

I think my ‘404 being an Ennard-Type Situation’ Theory is True.

Let’s just see the Clip…

Let's list some facts...

So.

Something tried to hack into ADHOC's System; presumably 404.

Fandroid starts panicking, and Melody is trying to calm him down.

BEEP-0 is the one making announcements.

Fandroid and Melody start to try and make this situation less serious.

Fandroid and Melody eventually end the Stream early.

Now onto some Theories...

So I think 404 might actually be an Ennard-type situation. From what we heard from BEEP-0's announcement roll-call, Business Bot and Frogbot's statuses are unknown. We already know Business Bot is missing, (possibly dismantled), so I'd assume Frogbot has suffered the same fate... I mean, they did draw down a picture on what 404 looked like, so maybe 404 took Frogbot out because of that? Or maybe because 404 needs extra parts for it's new body.

Fandroid at one point questions why BEEP-0 "always is saying that negative things are happening when positive things are going on, but the second the scary things happens he says everything is ok"... I think that might just be BEEP-0, but I'll note this down just in-case something happens with BEEP-0 in the future.

And that's about as much as I can remember...

There's defintetly more Theories in my brain, it's just I'm too tired to remember them... (It's Midnight when I'm posting this...)

But that's as much as I can remember at the moment!

Also, another thing... You know how BEEP-0 said that the thing that was trying to hack the ADHOC Systems was an "amateur" and that how they were "The G.O.A.T"? Well...

I think it managed to hack into something.

[linagram]

[ 𝚖𝚒𝚢𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚘'𝚜 𝚝𝟷 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊 ] 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜

(actually i wanted to draw something for each voice drama at first but. that would take a lot of time so yay aesthetic gifs!!)

first voice drama, let's go!! it's. um. kinda long i think, but listen, my characters have a lot to say ddhsfgjk. it's also pretty intense for the first voice drama, but akio is just.. like that. i want to psychoanalyze him so bad

there's also a poll in the end, so yeah, you can try to save this guy.. or don't save him. do whatever you want <3

(divider link)

(sounds of footsteps)

Eiji: Alright, here's the first one.

Eiji: You know what to do, right?

Miki: ...

Eiji: Hey.

Miki: Ah! Y-yes, yes, I do, Eiji-san.

Eiji: .. You didn't hear my question, did you?

Miki: ...

Eiji: *sighs* Fine, I'll do it myself.

Eiji: Here, just write everything down. I'll be the one interrogating him.

Miki: O-okay! S-sorry, I'm not the best partner..

Eiji: Just calm down already. You're literally a high schooler who was forced to become a prison guard. Of course, you don't have much experience.

Miki: Um.. Do you have any experience with this kind of stuff, Eiji-san?

Eiji: I don't.

Miki: Huh?? But how can you stay so calm then?

Eiji: Because I know that no matter how many questions we ask and how many videos we watch, I will still vote all of them guilty.

Eiji: So I don't have to worry about anything~

Miki: ALL OF THEM??

Miki: But Eiji-san-

Eiji: Are you ready, Guard 002?

Miki: ...

Miki: W-well, it's not like saying no will change anything.

(door opens)

Eiji: Hello-

Akio: Finally, you're here.

Eiji and Miki: ???

Akio: Seriously, this place has not just one, but two guards and both of them are equally unpunctual.

Akio: You are three minutes and fifteen seconds late.

Akio: I counted while I was waiting for you.

Eiji: ...

Akio: I know, it's impressive.

Eiji: Wow, you sure have nothing else to do with your time.

Akio: What did you just say?

Eiji: You're boring, that's what I said.

Miki: But you said-

Eiji: I know what I said, Guard 002.

Miki: S-sorry..

Eiji: So, Prisoner 001, Miyagawa Akio. 16 years old, first year of high school.

Eiji: *sighs* Most prisoners here are so young.. Looks like no one has taught these kids how to behave.

Akio: I wouldn't call you two that old either.

Akio: You are 19, right? And your assistant is.. 18 years old, if I'm not wrong?

Akio: It's impossible for me to be wrong though, haha..

Miki: B-but I'm not his assistant-

Eiji: I'm surprised you remembered that about us.

Akio: I was so shocked when I first heard about it. I mean, you two are not that much older than me.

Akio: Why do you get to judge other people for their sins and I don't?

Akio: I just know that I would be better at it.

Eiji: Oh, really? Why?

Akio: Well, obviously because I'm smarter than you-

Eiji: Is it because your dad was a prison guard? Is it because you were a prison guard in your past life? Is it because you're used to dealing with criminals? Why do you think you would be a better guard than us?

Eiji: Or is it only because you got an 80% score on your recent English test?

Akio: Hey, I got a 100% score that time!

Eiji: Oh, I am so sorry, I'll let you wear my hat as an apology.

Eiji: *slaps Akio*

Akio: Ow!

Eiji: That was a lie.

Akio: What was that for??

Eiji: Sorry, you're just so annoying, I had to punish you at least in some way.

Miki: Maybe you shouldn't be so cruel to him..

Eiji: He's a murderer. Don't feel sorry for him.

Eiji: By the way, speaking of murder.. So, wanna talk about it?

Akio: .. What do you mean?

Eiji: Come on, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I mean, you're so smart after all!

Eiji: I want to know more about your murder, Prisoner 001.

Akio: ...

Akio: Heh. I guess that makes sense.

Eiji: Of course it does, you're literally in a prison.

Eiji: So, you admit it. You admit that you've murdered someone.

Akio: Well, if I don't, you'll try to make me confess anyway.

Eiji: Wow, you really are a genius!

Eiji: Keep acting like that and maybe your punishment won't be that bad.

Akio: Well, I don't think you should punish me for what I did.

Eiji: .. Did you just say that you don't deserve to be punished for murdering someone?

Akio: Yes.

Eiji: ...

Miki: Eiji-san-

Akio: Before you slap me or punch me or anything like that, let me explain.

Akio: I don't deserve to be punished simply because I wasn't the one who did it.

Miki: Wait, what??

Miki: Eiji-san, does that mean that we have the wrong person? Does that mean that this prison makes mistakes too?

Eiji: No, we definitely have the right person.

Eiji: Why should we believe you, Akio? How can you prove that you're innocent?

Akio: Well, I'm sure you'll be able to see it with your own eyes thanks to that.. uh, song-extracting machine.

Akio: I still have no idea how it works.

Miki: Same.

Akio: But also, I can tell you all the details, if you want. I have nothing to be afraid of, because again, I wasn't the murderer.

Eiji: Oh, really? Then how can you tell us "all the details" if you weren't the one who did it?

Akio: .. Fine.

Akio: Yes, I know a lot about what happened, but I still didn't kill that person.

Akio: I didn't do it with my own hands, at least.

Eiji: So.. you had an accomplice?

Eiji: I wonder who was stupid enough to follow your orders.

Akio: !..

Akio: They weren't stupid enough! They were loyal enough to do everything I told them to do!

Eiji: Oh? Why did you get so nervous all of a sudden?

Eiji: Hehe, was that person important to you?

Akio: .. It's none of your business.

Eiji: Hey, did you like them, Akio?

Akio: Shut up!

Eiji: That person was so important to you, but you still decided to blame them for all your crimes.

Eiji: Haha, you really are a terrible boyfriend.

Akio: Why do you-

Miki: Boyfriend??

Eiji: Well, who cares about that. I'm more curious about your victim.

Eiji: Hm, what kind of person could be your victim..

Eiji: Did you hate them, Akio? Did you hate them so much that murder was your only option to get rid of them?

Akio: .. Yes.

Akio: Yes, I hated that person.

Akio: He was so..

Akio: Well, it was obvious that he just wanted attention and that's why he acted like that.

Eiji: Was it someone more popular than you, Akio?

Akio: ...

Eiji: Three, two..

Akio: HOW DARE YOU THINK THERE WAS SOMEONE MORE POPULAR THAN ME??

Eiji: Here we go.

Akio: I WAS THAT CLASS'S ONLY HOPE! THEY COULDN'T DO ANYTHING WITHOUT ME!

Akio: Listen, my parents sent me to this elite high school, of course, they would do that, I deserve it.

Akio: When I started attending that school, that class was full of lost and burned out kids who had no idea what to do with their lives.

Akio: I gave them motivation to achieve greater things. They wanted to be more like me. They would do anything to become as smart as me.

Akio: One of them wanted to become like me so bad and couldn't accept that he was inferior in every way, that he almost-

Eiji: So, you were like a king to them.

Akio: Haha.. more like a god.

Akio: But that guy.. he made everyone hate me. He made them betray me. They left me and it's all because of him.

Akio: It was his fault. Honestly, he deserved what he got.

Miki: .. So you're saying he deserved to die because of that?

Akio: People literally treated me like I was dead because of him!

Akio: They wouldn't look at me, they wouldn't talk to me, they wouldn't listen to me..

Akio: I guess you could say that my friend simply killed my bully to protect me.

Akio: So nice of him, don't you think?

Eiji: He wouldn't do that if you haven't told him to.

Akio: Well, what was I supposed to do? Suffer in silence?

Akio: Sure, maybe my personality isn't the best, but it doesn't mean I deserved to be hated by the whole school.

(bell rings, machinery sounds)

Akio: I guess you just have to see everything for yourself.

Eiji: Yep. I'm very excited to find out how you killed that poor guy.

Akio: I told you it wasn't me-

Eiji: You were the one who came up with the idea. Maybe you're not exactly a murderer, but you're definitely responsible for someone's death.

Eiji: And that's enough to end up in Milgram.. and make me vote you guilty.

Akio: About that.. Is this whole thing even real?

Akio: I mean, the voting system.. This has to be a joke, right? Like, I'm sure all of this is just some kind of game. That Kuroki guy agrees with me.

Akio: Yeah, maybe I was.. well, partially responsible for someone's death, and some of these people actually are murderers, but still, they would just go to the real prison and not this place then, right?

Akio: Why the hell would you have to vote a murderer innocent or guilty?? This doesn't make any sense!

Eiji: You're just worried about what will happen after you get voted guilty, aren't you?

Akio: E-even if you vote me guilty, we still have one more guard here! Right, Guard 002?

Miki: Huh? Me?

Eiji: Oh, now that you need at least one innocent vote, she's also a guard to you and not just my assistant.

Eiji: (to Miki) Don't give him any hope. He doesn't deserve to be voted innocent.

Miki: .. But what if he really was bullied?

Eiji: So what? It doesn't mean that you have to make your friend kill your bully for you.

Akio: I told you it was his own wish-

Eiji: Shut up! God, you're so annoying.

Eiji: Prisoner 001, Akio, sing your sins!

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[sunny6677]

Spooky Month: The Dating Sim

Part 24

(I'm mainly just doing this because it's fun to watch, but this is basically a spooky month interactive thing/poll which is kinda like a dating sim. Of course, only the adult characters can be your love interests. So do take that in mind.)

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You decided to ask him what he wanted to do.

Skid seemed to think for a moment, tapping his foot as his thoughts seemingly raced within his mind. A childish smile them formed on his face. "I know! Let's watch something!"

A little surprised by how eager he seemed, you let out a small chuckle. You then nodded. And with that, the kid slowly turned around, and began to race toward where the living room was. The only thing you could really do was follow behind with a soft smile.

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Skid and you were now in the living room. You were sat atop the couch, paying attention to the screen. Skid had asked for you to turn on a horror movie, so currently, you were both watching one right now. Your phone was set beside you on the couch, incase anyone would happen to text you. And Skid was sitting on the floor, his gaze fixed on the screen, and his permanent smile remaining on his face through the mask he was wearing.

You were a little unsure about the idea of him watching something like a horror movie despite being so young, yet even so, you had turned it on for him anyway after he managed to convince you. You had to admit, Skid seemed like a pretty brave kid. And he really did seem to like horror-related stuff.

You could hear the faint buzzing of the air conditioning behind the sounds of the TV. The room was lit by the artifical lights from above, the beige walls and the silver floor popping out in vibrant colors. You could feel the coating of the fuzzy couch beneath your palms as you continued to watch the movie. The movie had been a regular serial killer horror movie, where the killer was hunting a group of a bunch of teenage characters no one ever really liked when it came to these movies. Skid seemed like he was enjoying it, so you didn't mind it all that much.

You found a comment slip out from your mouth. In an almost impressed tone, you commented on how he sure liked spooky things. Skid turned his head back to you, and a smile was still present on his face. "Hehe.. yeah! I love everything spooky! Especially spooky month!"

..spooky month, huh? You figured he must have meant Halloween. For whatever reason, you felt the urge to shout "IT-SA SPOOKY MONTH?!" and then proceed to dance. You.. weren't sure why you felt this strange urge, and pushed it back into your mind. You then finally spoke aloud that you could see why he liked it, and that he was a pretty brave kid.

Skid only smiled at that, and set his gaze back onto the movie. You began to turn your attention to the sc—

...you received a text. You could tell, because in the corner of your eye, you received a notification from your messenger app. You then picked up the phone, and took a look at the screen. Seemingly, it had been from Kevin.

"Oh—I get that. Don't worry. I know what it's like to deal with kids lol."

You smiled, and picked up the phone. You sent a message back that only said "Lmao". You then sent another message saying that you hoped he had a nice day at work at least, and that you'd be more available to message whenever you were done babysitting, and that you'd talk to him if you could.

Kevin didn't type anything back. You assumed after a few seconds he was probably busy. So with a sigh, you set down your phone.

Then, Skid spoke up. "Hey! We should get some ice-cream!"

You arched a brow. You thought back to that one oddly muscular man in that van you had a strange encounter with, yet you shook those thoughts away anyway. You only cocked your head to the side as he continued to speak. "And then we should go see my friend!" He beamed.

You thought for a moment on what to do. You didn't want to make Lila upset or anything if she didn't want him to go out. But you didn't want to dissapoint him either.

[ghost-town-story]

FebruarOC Day 28: Pop Goes Punk

(And by popular poll demand, finishing off with Pop Goes Punk! Also this happens to be the 2,000 post on this blog so ayyyy)

Aiden spotted Theo first. The guitarist was sitting on the retaining wall that lined the path, looking out over the park as he nursed a cup of ice cream.

“Theo!” Aiden called once he was in earshot.

Theo’s gaze snapped to Aiden, and he raised a hand. “Hey. Run into any trouble on your way?”

“Nah.” Aiden got a running start to hop up next to Theo. “Nothing other than traffic, at least.” Even now, it was surprising how much of a difference a simple change of clothes made. Nobody looked at him and assumed the kid in ripped up jeans and oversized t-shirts was actually a rainbows-and-glitter pop star.

“I hope you’re planning on sharing,” he added, giving Theo his best puppy eyes as he glanced at Theo’s ice cream.

Theo grabbed another cup from his other side and handed it over to Aiden.

“You’re the best!” Aiden made quick work of the dripping rivulets of sherbet before addressing the burning question he’d had since Theo had texted him. “So, why’d you wanna meet up? And with bribery no less?”

“It’s not bribery, I just wanted ice cream and knew you’d be sad if you didn’t get any,” Theo said, ruffling Aiden’s hair. He checked his phone before continuing. “As for why I asked you to meet me, it’s because as of about twenty minutes ago, Spencer has officially parted ways with Siren’s Call.”

Aiden couldn’t help a snort of laughter. “Oh, spare me the PR bullshit,” he said. “So you guys finally kicked him out, huh?”

“No comment.” But Theo’s grin was enough of an answer for Aiden.

“Well, good riddance,” he said. “As much as it sucks to be down a vocalist, it was about damn time.”

“You? Not a fan of Spencer? I couldn’t tell.”

Aiden stuck his tongue out at Theo’s sass. “So, you got a replacement lined up yet? Or are you guys thinking of taking a break?”

“We already have somebody in mind,” Theo answered.

Aiden wished he didn’t feel his heart sink at the statement. “Oh?”

Theo apparently caught on to his apprehension, because he quickly said, “Look, Aiden—”

“I can’t.” The words hurt to say. “Even if I left right now, it’s still—”

“Ten years, I know,” Theo finished. “Just—will you hear me out?”

Aiden knew he should argue, shouldn’t get Theo’s hopes up, but he’d always been soft for Theo and Siren’s Call. “Fine,” he muttered, taking another bite of his sherbet to keep his hands busy.

“So, we’ve been talking about this for a long time,” Theo said. “Me and Ness and Sam and Jack. Siren’s Call has always been a better band with you as our vocalist, no matter how unofficial it’s been. Even the fans think so.”

Aiden felt himself choke up at the compliment.

“And I know your current contract is shit,” Theo continued, his voice softening. “But I think we can use the loophole of a mask and a stage name to get around it, like we’ve been doing so far. Of course, we’d wanna talk to a lawyer before making anything official, just to make absolutely sure we’re legally in the clear, but…” He shrugged. “I don’t see why it shouldn’t keep working.”

“But what if it doesn’t?” Aiden asked, his voice rough. “I can’t ask you to wait ten years for me.”

“Like I said, we’ve talked about it a bunch,” Theo said. “And we all agree that we’d rather go on hiatus for ten years than deal with another vocalist like Spencer who just doesn’t vibe with us. You’re not making us do anything.”

Aiden let out a long breath, willing himself not to cry. Deep down, the decision came as no surprise. It had been a long-unspoken truth that the band preferred Aiden over Spencer, for about as long as Aiden had been walking the fine line of legal loopholes to play around with Siren’s Call. The choice should have been easy. But still Aiden balked at the idea of losing ten years of his career, of forcing his friends to lose ten years of theirs while he waited for his contract to run out.

“Aid.” Theo’s voice had gone even softer. “You’re not happy as things are. You know it, I know it, hell, even Jaybird knows it. We’ll do everything we can to find a loophole around that ten-year clause, but it’s not the end of the world if we don’t. We wouldn’t be the first band to take a long hiatus like that. Please don’t sunk-cost-fallacy yourself into staying.”

Aiden stared down at his sherbet, watching the bright colors as they melted and swirled together. “I… I need time to think about it.”

Theo sighed. “Okay. You know where to find us when you’ve decided.”

Aiden nodded and pressed his head to Theo’s shoulder briefly, unable to put into words just how grateful he was for Theo’s patience with him.