#oh yesh

[lostsomewhereinescapism]

angry lady. do not mess with her.

[seth-shitposts]

There's a completed NSFW piece sitting in our docs and the main reason why we haven't posted it yet is because we don't have a name for it-

[cozystars]

!!! BUILT LIKE BILBO BAGGINS !!!

[flaxclan]

Moon 97

I bet you 100% Martenmoon sobbed from seeing his kits for the first time.

[shinkai-kaiju]

i either never made my easter "parasitic wasp looking for love" post on here or its been lost to time and the latter is the better option

[er1c-c4rtman]

Headcanon: Cartman is the shortest in his friend group

[suckinitup]

oh!!!! fic titles for you: the body is a blade OR bad luck charm. (both from the nhw playlist. fwiw <3)

Strider used to call him his bad luck charm.

It was more of a family joke than anything else. Vyncent had sat on Strider's lap once when he'd lost a game of blackjack against Min, but the joke had only really taken off when Min, who had welcomed Vyncent after Strider's lighthearded banishment, had lost three games in a row. They kept playing and she won overall, but—Vyncent had been so delighted by it. Just being near someone, tipping luck's hand just with his presence. It made him feel special, like he had a great power just as impressive as the Greats'. His dad didn't like it when he played pretend with powers, would take toy wands from his hand and make some stupid, dramatic exclamation and suddenly his pretend wand was a pretend sword. Vyncent didn't mind so much, because then his dad would play with him and chase him around the house and they would kill dragons and. Bullshit.

The point was that his dad sucked, and Vyncent had latched on to the idea of a power that was luck instead of magic. A fun, fake, special thing that was all his. It was a fun game to bounce between everyone on game night when he was too young to participate, magnanimously choosing a loser with his great, childish wisdom. They'd even played along sometimes. Not all the time, but...

There was one time, one game that was all about aim. Ram was taking the whole pot, smoking like a racehorse and grinning easy. Greyson had taken Vyncent aside and loudly put on a whole bit for him—begging, telling Vyncent that he was their last hope, that he had to save them from the tyrant Ram and it was all up to him. Vyncent had taken to it like a shooting star, and Ram, fucking Ram, threw every single round afterwards.

Vividly, Vyncent can remember one night his mom was on a winning streak. He can't even remember the fucking game, but he remembers she was taunting the others. She'd said something to Alphonz that Vyncent had thought was just this side of too mean, and they'd all laughed when he gravely settled in at her side. His mother had laughed, too, held him and kissed his head and used the opportunity to sweep him away to bed.

His hand hurts, and his heart hurts. Next to him, William is trembling. Vyncent knows that it isn't—it was a fucking kid's game, his bad luck gift, but it's sticking in his head now. Something backwards to it, the way things got worse when Vyncent left. The way his presence didn't make things better, but there's flecks of blood on William's hands that weren't there before and he knows his absence just made it all so much worse.

William told him that he wasn't going to kill David. William didn't kill David. He did some freaky curse nonsense instead, but Vyncent had been present to see him do that and he really doesn't know how bad it might have gotten if he hadn't been. He's glad he punched David when he did. He wishes he'd done worse. He's glad he didn't.

William is still trembling.

Vyncent hears the Winnebago in the distance. He closes his eyes and breathes. Dakota won't be happy. He just prays that they'll be lucky enough for him to stay.

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HI ROS HI HI HI!!!! sorry it took a minute yesterday was. So fucking busy ! Nhw Playlist songs....... 👀👀👀 okay but the fic thing I won't get distracted here this fic—yeah vyncent having a good fucking time. I think most of what I'd want to explore got touched on here. The idea of things being Worse when vyncent is gone (and in a longe fic it'd touch on his whole world going to shit) and it'd touch on his passive stuff and some overthinking of maybe he's bad luck overall?? but greyscale just. Cementing to him that he IS a vital part of the team, at least emotionally. It'd probably be more exploring how I want to characterize vyncent than an actual Study of him because i struggle w him

[pzyii]

Y'all ever think about that the like last conversation Buffy and willow had irl in s2 before Buffy ran away was Buffy saying willow was their last hope.

And that the last conversation they had, just the 2 of them, in S5 before Buffy died was Buffy saying willow was her big gun

Yeah.... Me neither (lying)

[spinecurlingmice]

goes away to the bed

[bubblingcolaa]

Erm I know I haven't posted for lotftober uh and that's because I haven't drawn anything yet (woops) uh but I just got up and smacked my hand REALLY hard. Like REALLY. REALLY HARD. Uh and i can't really move my finger and it is bleeding and bruising very quickly but oh well er I'm gonna try and see if it gets better in a few hours and hopefully I can still make today's lotf (it's 10 rn so midnights in two hours) but uh yeah womp womp

[projectdivaar]

im actually abt 2 kms

[brandwhorestarscream]

for orange energon since the color can be associated with health how about something involving that and for yellow maybe it can cause paranoia or increased perception or something

I'm so glad you said this! I'd had this thought of a certain type of energon being harvested from whatever organ is responsible for Primus's immune system, and this thought was born:

Orange energon can either function as the elixir of life or as a guaranteed death, depending on when it was harvested. If it's harvested while the body is tranquil, the so called "white blood cells" are not in an activated state. Drinking this unactivated orange energon grants invulnerability: the body can't be injured, nor can it age, while under the effects. On the opposite end of the spectrum though, if orange energon is harvested while the body is combating something, the immune system is in its active state and is very aggressive. It will attack and destroy anything that is perceived as a foreign entity. Anyone who drinks activated orange energon will be consumed from the inside out, as their body registers as an enemy. The orange energon will spread, multiply, and devour them, breaking them down piece by piece inside their own veins. It's a terrible way to die, honestly

[weekdaysend]

The way Bowser had Luigi in that chokehold had ME in that chokehold oh my god

[chain-draws-stuff]

EndKing!Steve

Chapter 9

a talk with a friend

Narrator pov:

After τέλος managed to convince Steve to continue planning his revenge against his friends, still continuing to further manipulate Steve and the rest of themortald down at the overworld..

Below the mountains were the portal and a few people down deep in the forest far from the infested portal...they decided to stay here for the night. Sleeping the night away till the sun rose from its beauty rest. The zombies and skeletons were burning, enderman were teleporting away from the road, creepers de-spawning and so did the spiders. The ray of sunlight beamed through the window hitting Shaws face, waking him up in the process but he was annoyed by it. He woke up the other 3 and waited in the car.

AFTER A BIT OF WAITING

(I didn't want to write what happened next after the wait so let's just skip towards the road)

After that heck of a wait for the morning sun to rise, we got to the road heading home

Arnetta pov:

I was looking for tiny boy for quite a while now...I haven't seen him since the last 2 days, I remembered that they went to another adventure with Chris and Austin (sigh) I went back to the gym as usual completing all of my daily exercises. I saw Shaw's car passed by Chris and Austin were at the back of the car...I wonder what they got into this time...once I was finished with my daily routines I headed back to my house going upstairs heading to bed

(Wow that was fast)

It was now 2:56 AM and I'm still not asleep, every time my eyes felt heavy I always see a glimpse of purple in my vision but I couldn't see it very clearly since my eyes were heavy and my vision was hella blurry. Every time I blink once my vision becomes more and more blurry to the point I finally fell asleep but...I opened my eyes to see myself floating in a black empty void space with nothing in it. The place felt cold, my body was shaking my jacket wasn't doing anything to keep me warm. I began to see a figure at the distance glowing blue hue to my eyes. It begat to fly away, off towards the never ending horizon beyond...

Arnetta:hey wait!

I shouted to the glowing figure, as I began floating my way to them. As I got closer to the floating figure I reached out my hand but the blue figure faded into thin air...

I woke up from the nightmare I had last night but...why did it felt so real? I touched my arms and it was cold, real cold, was the dream real? No it's just a dream! It's not real! I was almost at my breaking point but I took a deep breath along with the lines of

Arnetta: ok...calm down Arnetta, everything is going tk be ok...just calm down...breathe in (inhale), breathe out (exhale)...calm...

I calmed down for a bit and went downstairs heading to the kitchen to get something to eat

After Arnetta finished eating ofc she had to go check on what happend to Chris and Austin yesterday

Narrator pov:

Once Arnetta was finished eating she went outside to get some fresh air and headed to Chris and Austins house, while walking Arnetta felt something was off...it was like she was being stalked...watching her very move but shrugged it off and thinking it was Katie planing to pounce on her at any moment.

Arnetta: Katie I know that's you, stop trying to scare me it's not gonna work...

No answer...

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Still no response...Arnetta was starting to get anxious about her surroundings, then she starts running towards the street not looking back because on how scared she was...and finally...she got to Chris and Austins house and the odd feeling of being watched was gone. Arnetta nocked on the door and was greeted by Austin

Austin: oh! Hey Arnetta :D

Austin says with a smile on his face. He always does this and it was normal to see him smile but its always hard to keep up with his energy, Chris never allowed Austin to drink coffee why? It's just going to be more 10× harder for Chris to control his energy.

Arnetta: Austin! Where's Chris?

She asked as Austin replied with a

Austin: oh wait give me a second- *closes door*

Arnetta:....

Chris: what is it- oh... hey Arnetta whats up?

Chris and Arnetta are good friends and she was the only one Chris trusted to share his secrets with...and the only one who knew that Chris had a huge crush on Steve

Arnetta: hey Chris uhh can I come in? Sorry for not telling you hehe...

Arnetta only showed her true colors to Chris well sometimes she shows it to Steve. Once Chris let her in while talking Austin headed outside and G.U.I.D.O? There with Shaw trying to figure out what happened from the last few days.

Chris: soo...what are you here for?

Arnetta: I wanted to tell you something...

Chris: what is it?

Chris asked and Arnetta went to the living room followed by Chris as Arnetta explained why.

(Insert explanation bc I'm lazy again...)

Chris: dang...when did this happen?

Arnetta: since last night, a lot of strange things happened when I was on the way here...has anything weird or odd happened to you guys?

Chris: well yeah, and I think I was the only one who felt it when I was down at my lab one of my potions fell...but no one was around, we went to the end potal to help Shaw with an investigation...but it felt like we were being watched...then I got transported to an empty blank world...and...(mumbled words :] )

Arnetta: what was that?

Arnetta raised an eyebrow at Chris

Chris: I...almost made a deal with the devil...

Chris says as Arnetta was left shoked and surprised

Arnetta: YOU ALMOST WHAT?!

Arnetta screams at Chris for making such a dumb decision. Making a deal with the devil? Who would have thought that Chris would do such a thing...even though he sometimes made a deal with Mesa...

Arnetta: Chris, listen dude, first of all I get it your smart your coolant your strong, but...not as strong as me. And secondly....WHY IN THE F-CK YWOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT?!

Arnetta scolds Chris of making such an idiotic move. As the talk goes on it became calmer and more quiet...then....

!!!CRASH!!!

End of chapter 9...

First chapter/previous/next

Hope you guys like this chapter! While Arnetta and Chris will have to go and get some therapy! Because of this chapter :'D have a good day/noon/night! :D

[doueverwonder]

fun fact is my mom and aunt went to the same college I’m at rn both within the last ten years. So when I hate a professor there’s a solid chance they had that one too, and hated them just as much.

[an-assortment-of-forks]

I actually can't believe people talk about the weather in real life? like the small talk? is it not satire? you're just out here talking about the weather? like actually? fr? the one thing we make fun of the most when it comes to small talk???