#ohhhh it was two way gay ok

[okcoolthanks]

KILLED THAT GAY ASS BITCH

[lazy--lillies]

Ok so my Piper post was written on my phone and I didn't phrase it properly but I do want to talk abt her and Helen of Sparta's parallels bc- ohhhh boy.

So first of all, her being sent to boarding school. Now, this was a bad writing decision for Rick to make with his one Native character, but other people have talked abt why that was problematic so I'm just going to get this point out of the way bc unfortunately it's part of the plot and there's no undoing that. This could've been such a good initial parallel between the two. Helen of Sparta, forever known as Helen of Troy because of a marriage caused by a spell of Aphrodite. There was so much he could've done with Piper feeling out of place, and her wondering about the woman who used to own her knife. He gave her all this extensive knowledge of Greek mythology and then never let her put it to practical use. Bullshit! Piper being forced away from her home due to the designs of the gods (one god in particular - but I'll get to that in a minute) should've come into play from minute one.

Two: her beauty. Now, Piper is shown as the strongest and most "Aphrodite-esque" of her children. Her eyes change colours like her mom's (another bad writing choice, but I'm going by canon so just work w me here guys), her charmspeak abilities, and just the general role she takes up in the Aphrodite cabin with all her siblings. Hell, she's constantly being asked by random gods to be their bride and/or queen because she's just that beautiful. Unfortunately, because of the general writing of her character, this natural beauty comes off as being pick-me instead of an inherited trait from her mother. I genuinely hate the way Rick wrote her beauty because it could have been utilised so much better. If we're continuing with her Helen parallels, she should have made men drop when they saw her. Don't make her a bullied girl who doesn't know her beauty, there are already plenty of characters who were like that in the series. Instead she could still have been bullied by girls who were jealous of her, but have people know that she's beautiful. Have her know that she's beautiful, and let her be uncomfortable with that! Have it make boys have to look twice to make sure she's real, have girls jaws drop when they see her. Percy and Jason get all these godly comparisons with their looks, why not Piper? Have people genuinely think she's an immortal when they first see her because she's so gorgeous. Make her be mistaken for Aphrodite! If you want to really spice things up, add that to her mommy issues! There were so many options with her inherited traits from her mom, and instead they were just used to excuse the weird lusting after her that the men in the narrative and the narrative itself does with her, which is disgusting considering she's only 15.

Also, Sparta being such a famous place for it's war tactics. It being Helen's birth place. Aphrodite being a war goddess. One of Piper's main wishes being to be seen for more than her beauty, but for her strength in battle. Helen, who is only famous for her beauty, originating from a place famous only for it's lust for war. The way that we wish to be perceived versus the way we will eventually be known. Piper trying so hard to run away from Helen's fate and yet being unable to escape it. That fate mirroring the current perception of her mother. Her mother knowing this and being the key if Piper wishes to break the cycle. I could go on abt this but this post is already so long so I think you guys get the point.

Three: her relationship with Jason. So I didn't really explain this in the og post, but her being a lesbian from the start is kind of just necessary for this plot to work in my mind. She got retconned into being gay which pisses me off, but I won't say she wasn't queer coded in the og HOO series because she definitely was, even if I hate the way it was made canon.

This one is definitely going to be my longest point. From the start, her being paired up with Jason should have been done by her mother. I get that the whole "seeing where potential for romance is" thing was happening, but their relationship ended up failing anyway and the way it fails just makes the whole point kind of fall flat. Instead, it would have made more sense for Aphrodite to have included these memories for her daughter. She loves interfering in romance, and her using Piper's relationship with Jason as a way to get Piper's romantic life out of the way (separate thing of Aphrodite caring abt seemingly everyone but her own kids' romantic lives, but that's a different post) then that could've made this parallel so strong! It's what made me make the og post, and what makes this idea drive me so insane. Helen being already married and Paris being forced to fall in love with her, abducting her from her home and then marrying her would've been the perfect parallel to Piper's story. She has memories of Jason implanted in her brain, and for the whole of The Lost Hero we see her trying to figure out what's real or not, but that's so difficult to do in her situation. She's constantly on the verge of death after she finds out her memories are false, and if it's not her then it's Leo or Jason being in danger. This should've become an arc for Piper and Jason, and imo HOO should've ended with their amicable breakup. Make her slowly realise over the course of the series that she's a lesbian, and her feelings were manufactured by her mother (and reinforced by comphet). This honestly even works with Jason's death. Parallel him and Paris' death, have Piper then have a relationship with a girl after being "freed" from the relationship she was forced into by her mother. And, most importantly, USE this parallel! Have Jason die in his OWN SERIES, and have that cause actual character conflict!

Helen and Paris were torn apart by the war. Helen was from Sparta, she was taken from her marriage and betrothed to another. It's what cause the war, and what lead to her lover's death. Piper was the daughter of the oldest Greek goddess, while Jason was the son of the most important figure for Romans. HAVE THAT MEAN SOMETHING! Their relationship should have had WAY more tension when the camps were fighting, and it should have brought up the question of how much they cared about each other at all. It was alluded to, but Piper's doubts about Jason's allegiance never had any real world consequence. And if she did doubt him, only for him to die for his friends? Oh the tragedy it could have caused. Jason's role as praetor was also never expanded on. There should have been consequences for a praetor, the highest rank of a Roman legionnaire, to be dating a Greek, their sworn enemy. It should have caused conflict, it should have made the Romans feel betrayed by their former leader, it should have been one of the driving forces behind Octavian's dismissal of Jason's return. Piper should have been in the centre, looking at her knife only to wonder how much of this she could control. How could she save anyone when everything ruining her life seemed out of control?

Was Piper's life ever truly hers, or was she living out a tragedy that had been played out a million times before?

But, yk, that would require understanding that lesbians can have complicated relationships with their sexuality and go out with men without it undermining their own sexuality, and an understanding of female characters that goes beyond dating someone or eternal virign. Sigh.....

[madebyteenagefury]

unfiltered first reactions to gpi as if i were livetweeting because i think it would be funny (spoilers below!!):

are these 12 year olds or do they just talk like that.

can i touch it, dawg WHAT

dont even know their names but i already love em and only want happiness for them (may be because they strike me as children) (update they were children)

why did bro bite his hand

WHERES THE OTHER BED GOING. NO. HOSPITAL?? NO!! NOT AGAIN :SOB:

i need subtitles oh my god,,,ADULTS NOW!! i see. doug. theyre in suits and he has a bandage yall boutta kiss rn?? OHHH FUCK ohhh oh man. boutta be so fucking sick over doug aw shit

"his name is assface!" oh babe.

"you know." oh BABE. oh fuck.

think about what all the time???????????????? THINK ABOUT WHAT??????????

this is so 'are they lovers' 'worse' and nothings even happened but so much has happened.

ooooh five years

corey. THEY KISSED(before)!!! FUCK!!! MISSING TOOTH!!!

this hurts ohmy god. screaming. theyre gone.

two beds again?? are we flitting between times. 13 ahh yes we are oh i love this so much. what if i hit corey with the autism beam. what then. doug is so me im gonna lose my mind. like when theyre kids. auughh

DO YOU WANNA PRACTICE KISSING?/ SAWG???god thats the gayest shit ever. everyone who says that never means it casually change my goddamn mind YOU CANT/lh doug fucking w first kiss logic is hilarious yes king.

oh my god hes throwing up. DOUG NOO AHAHAH. fellas is it gay to throw up in the same can after kissing.

augh one bed again OUGH HOSPRIALo ohh no. 28. dont do this to me. not after falsettos.

hey again! hes not responding. kms. NOO IS HE IN A COMA OH FUCK

"im trying not to swear so much" giggled

"her"?? dawg no way THEY HAVENT SEEN EACHOTHER SINCE HIS EYE??? oh fuck me man. babe stop saying rtrded please. hes moisturizing his fucking hand oh. MY GOD.

you cant marry her cuz what about me?? SAY YOU LOVE HIM ALREADY FUCK

OOO TWO BEDS. THEYRE CLOSER!!!! ONE BLANKET!! OOOOO!!

18 fuckin called it. 10 yrs ago. thin mints slap hes so real for that. the knocking on his cup shouldnt have tbeen that funny. giggled. okay theyre so besties but like this is so gay. bestie behavior but. they love eachother. (doug is mad about not knowing that corey's been having sex, which like id be upset if my bestie didnt tell me too i get it but correct me if im wrong, this feels insanely jealous

"cuz youre too youung!" YOURE FUCKING EIGHTEEN???

im so sick over doug HES SO ME FUCK ok fuck.

im so. insane. fuck. "whys everyone gotta be so mean?"

"youre not a faggot. youre not" ohhh ow. oh oh my god

okau so when he says :you have blood on your jeans. when did you start [that]: i cant make out what he says or what theyre talking about im assuming its sh??? if so?? fucking ow kill me??????

timing of me watching this. fucking wild. did not want to cry tn (im not but were dangerously close to it)

I CAN NOT FUCKING DO THIS OH GOD

milo when i get you. milo when i fucking. get you./lh

"youre the best thing thats ever happened to me" after THAT?? FUCK ME MAN WHAT THE HELL

he better be fucking awake or i swear to god.

33 OH FUCK MANHES HAWAKE HES AWAKE OH FUCK OH THANK GOD. FIVE YEARS AGO/?? COREY VISTED HIM FIVE YEARS AGO. is he in a mental hospital?? oh boy. these boys are fucked up.

theyre fucking soulmates. i will NOT be taking criticism. WHY ARE YOU LYING YOU BEGGED HIM TO WAKE UP ASSHOLE. doug makes me want to hold my own heart in my hands and feel it beat. dawg why u lying.why is corey mean to him :(

ohh parallels. oh they. hurt. differenty. but the same. ohhhh my god

"because i might not make it back"

if one of them fucking dies. i stg. 23 10 yrs back. wait this is the first bit again/? WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR TOOTH. DUDE. OH FUCK.

criyng at dougs speech after the kiss.

oh fuck OFF. only the poster wtf

i need the playlist they got. 38,,,

i went "hes fucking dead isnt he" and he rolls in. "im gonnakms"

"dont touch me corey" sobbing.

pleading with my screen for it not to end like that and its over.

milo. oh my fucking god

[fllagellant]

Ok im going to be gay and evil in your inbox what is the giilvas wyll epilogue kiss like :D i really want to draw a big epilogue smooch for him & i have had an Idea for a long time now.. so i was thinking, damn!! i would love to hear the willow trees lore <333 !!!!

OHHHH JAY THIS IS A DEVIOUS QUESTIONNN okokok I have . Many Thoughts . About them kissing . <- extremely normal

Two alleys of thought . The first one is a classic . Giilvas hoists Wyll up , arms tucked under so Wyll is balanced sitting on his forearms . Maybe he’ ll spin the both of them around .. Giilvas just looks up at Wyll for a moment and Wyll is cupping his face and they are just . So in love and they finally get a break from everything just to share a moment with each other … Wyll initiates the kiss and he gets to decide when he gets to be put down . Everyone leave them alone for a bit please ?

The second alley of thought . Okay . There is this specific pose that I cannot remember the name of for the life of me . Maybe it has no name and I just think it should . So . Okay . Knightesque Giilvas moment , dropping down to one knee and letting Wyll sits on his other leg . He has big legs Wyll has plenty of room on his thigh to sit . I think the pose is called like . The captains daughter sit ? At least that’ s what I Swear it is called .. Any ways ! Yeah kissing Wyll while in that pose + the extra flair of holding up a cape of sorts to block the kiss from view … and Giilvas holds Wyll around the waist of course … My Vision

This was an evil ask to send me do NOT make me load a devious little game and a devious little save … your lore , my frand < 3

[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

ohhhh my god mac. mac. part 2 of the cullen games. that was SO GOOD. i knew it wouldn't be that easy to kill edward bro i KNEW it couldn't be the real edward in the arena but god it was so satisfying just for a second to think that maybe he was dead. man. this campaign is everything. one minute arthur was agonizing over his own humanity and about to kill a woman and the next he was throwing it back on a tree branch. supermassive black hole playing in the background while arthur played vampire baseball. the boogie bombs. what the fuck was that <3

and OH MY GOD THEO WITH THE INSANE ROLLS????? BRO JUST DIDN'T DIE??????? WHAT THE FUCK????? CHARLIE'S DICE WERE BLESSED BY GOD OR SOMETHING THEO JUST DID NOT DIE. THAT'S MY BOY!!!!!!!!!!! also I Understand his true faith thing. i get it now. i'm losing my mind over it. fellas is it gay to have such devotion and complete and utter faith in your best friend of all time to the point where you are literally immune to vampiric mind control?????? fellas???? is this gay???? is it??? who knows. thats INSANE though dude i so thought emizel and theo would have to try killing each other but theo just went "nope <3" and it was so fucking epic oh my god. theo is the GOAT!!!! FR!!!!!!

and arthur oughghgh arthur slowly losing more and more humanity by consuming these other vampires. what if i exploded. HIS WINGS BRO. HIS WINGS WERE SO SICK. THAT WAS THE SICKEST THING EVER. OH MY GOD. AND THE SNIPER RIFLE WAS ALSO PRETTY SICK NGL. god im obsessed with arthur he's literally such a mary sue character and i love that for grizzly actually. arthur just kept getting more and more cool and angsty throughout the campaign. i love me a man with cool wings who is also riddled with guilt and struggles to keep hold of his humanity <3

SHILO........ THE FUCKING. GUY OF ALL TIME ACTUALLY. ugh. dude. lemme tell u i went insane when charlie told bizly to remove shilo's innocence specialty after turning "edward" ugly. fucked up oh my goddd i love shilo fucked up moments <3 i love when shilo is fucked up and also loses all his innocence <3 also FUCK YOU BIZLY FOR DESCRIBING BEN'S LAST MEMORY. WHAT THE FUCK DUDE. WHAT THE FUCK. BIZLY WHEN I GET YOU. oh i am so so scared of what he will do as the dm for prime defenders. mac im scared. if he can make me almost cry with one (1) fucked up little guy i am TERRIFIED of what he can do guiding a whole story

EMIZEL MY BABYGIRL <3 he is my everything. my right hand arm. man. my confidant. my silly rabbit <3 THE LIL NOTE HE LEFT IN HIS OWN ASHESSSSSSSS BROOOOOOOO losing my mind im going to be thinking about that forever and ever. my favourite part was him sucking gabriel to death <3 i love those two and their homoerotic fights. i know gabriel is dead but how fucking funny would it be if he somehow came back next season just to fuck with emizel. i would love that so much. also theo is totally still alive trust me he is going to find emizel and they are going to kiss next season. trust me charlie slimecicle told me himself 👍

man. that was SO FUCKING GOOD. god. im excited im so so excited for if/when another suckening season comes out. i love these guys!!!!!! i want them back ASAP i miss them already!!!! i do like emizel and arthur but tbh shilo reallyyyyy really grew on me. innocent lil guy who gets his entire worldview turned upside down and then does extremely fucked up things and loses some of his humanity along the way but still has so so much love in him and will continue loving and caring despite how shitty the world is. what if i exploded and died right now i fucking love shilo bathroy so much i am putting him in a microwave in my mind and spinning him around i am throwing him against a wall so he makes a loud thud like a sopping wet beanie baby full of milk i am grabbing him in my teeth and flailing him around like a chew toy <3

OK. WONDERFUL. prime defenders next 👍 im so ready i am sure there will be no heartbreaking storylines and no angst and people will not die and it will be a good happy fun time for everyone!!!!!!

DUUUUUDE THE FUCKING. THEOS ROLLS WERE SO INCREDIBLE . BECAUSE THERE IS A RUNNING JOKE ACROSS EVERY SINGLE JRWI CAMPAIGN. THAT CHARLIE SLIMECICLE IS FUCKING CURSED . HIS ROLLS ARE ALWAYS SO FUCKING BAD AND KNOWING THIS GOING INTO THE THEO FIGHT I WAS SO FUCKING STRESSED DUDE. I WAS SO STRESSED. I WAS LIKE FUCK MAN CHSRLIE IS ROLLING FOR HIM HES GONNA DIE HERE. AND THAT SCENE WENT ON FOR SO FUCKING LONG . GOOD GOD. I love you theo soda i love you so dearly. ugahbhhhh. also yeah fellas it's totally fucking gay. they did a qna after the last ep and talk about the true faith thing and how it works mechanically and jonesy and i left matching comments on it that looked like this:

dude yeah arthurs whole.diablerie arc was so fucked up. he lost so much of his humanity at the midnight circle. god. broke ass ugly vampire still manages to be the coolest fucking guy ever. the curse of being a grizzly pc.

DUDE THE FUCKING. "I NEED YOU TO REMOVE YOUR INNOCENCE SPECIALYY" THAT GOT ME SO BAD. SHILOOOOO I LOVE YOU SHILO D:

also there is totally 100% a way gabriel can come back next season because IN THE FUCKING. DEFINITION FOR DIABLERIE IN THE HANDBOOK it says . when you do that theres a chance for the soul of the vampire you killed to stick around and haunt your ass. I need this to happen

I also love shilo so much i think if I had 2 pick a favorite it would be him. i just. he makes me so sad. he's my fucked up little prince I love him so much :( he's never gonna get to go home again dude. hhughghghhghh :((((

[foxtriestobiteandmaimandkilland]

hiiii!!! fuchsia, hot pink, rose and blossom for the pink ask game :]]] <33

hiiiii :333 loveee lvoe love pink teehee

fuchsia - describe your personality in three words: ooohhh shitttt errr. i would sayyyy. passionate bc i am like. when i like smth i am NEVER normal abt it i get very very very just in love with the things i do. errrr. idrk actually Huh tryna think of anything abt me and my mind just like resorts 2 teacher reports id get at like 8 bein like Shes a very bright and ambitious young girl who excels at learning or whatever the fuck. but im not that. i ammmm. number 1 passionate. number twooooo. fuckkkk idk. fuckinnnn silly. and number threeeeeeee issssss errr. Scared. all the time. yeppp.

hot pink— what’s your favorite relationship trope?: ok gooddd an easier one. i loveee it when there r two equally fucked up people who have gone through so much shit and create a comedy duo out of it and they also are in gay love as well. yeaaa. thats the shit. OR ALTERNATIVELY when theres one guy whos like. whattttt person B? hahha ive never even heaarrddddd of them whaaaatttttt i dont like them i dont know what ur talking about i dont secretly think of them all the time whattt theee fuckk. and then another guy whos like yeah id fuck person A. anyways i gotta go like. idk pick up my dog from the vet or like. kill a lizard monster. or smth. thats the shit.

rose—do you believe in soulmates? why or why not?: welllll vaguely i guess ? like i dont believe there was some sort of fate that led me to meet any of the people i met, just pure chance and proximity n shit. but like there r definitely people that fit together PERFECTLY. but then even then its like. i dont believe in soulmates in a sense of Oh i was always looking for you we are perfect together and will never say goodbye. but more in a way of. We are the world to each other and even though it is clear this will come crashing to an end the time we have together will be fucking awesome. like. yeah.

blossom—would you get a tattoo? if so, what would it be of?: OH MY GOD yes yes yes i would 100% and it would be a little kitty cat and id get a little kitty cat on my arm or smth and itd be a kitty cat and itd be adorable and a kitty cat. and maybe some others but mainly a Kitty Cat. i fucking LOVE cats so much ohhhh myyy godddd. yea.

[robingurlscorner]

Needing Help (Spleen AU)

I don't remember how or why this came up but in this AU Dick's had his spleen removed.. (didn't Tim Drake have this happen? Maybe I just stole it and handed it over).

This is an after. It's a cross over with Dean Cain's "Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman". Sooo 66 Batman and 90s Superman.

The young teen lifted his head from the jacket that had become his pillow since they had started the car ride two hours ago. He blinked sleepily as his vision cleared and he saw signs for Metroplis that said "5 miles" away. He sat up slowly, his arm wrapped around his stomach, he still felt very queasy and weak. "…B-Bruce? What are we doing i-in Metroplis?"

"Easy Chum, I have to fly out to CA for three days remember? I tried to cancel but they wouldn't let me." The millionaire glanced over giving a worried smile. "Since Alfred is on Vacation and I'm not too sure I can trust your Aunt with this, I called a friend."

"A-A friend?" Dick looked over at his mentor eyes wide, Bruce didn't have many people he called "friends" that he trusted to look after his ward. It wasn't uncommon at all for Dick to just accompany Bruce places because of this issue. He moaned putting a hand to his mouth as he felt his stomach churn. "B-Bruce.."

The adult sighed pulling over, they were at their first stop anyway. "Alright, easy." He stopped the car and got out running over to the passenger side where he opened the car door, helping the teen out. He had to all but hold Dick up, his ward had no strength left. He helped his partner up the stairs into the large building passing as sign that said "Daily Planet".

*~*

"Clark, there is someone here to see you." One of the interns shouted as they ran past his desk after being called by Perry. "He's downstairs…got a kid."

Lois lifted her head from what she was writing raising an eyebrow, "…a man with a kid? Why Clark, I never knew you swung that way…though it does explain a lot."

The other only rolled his eyes standing up, "..yes Lois, you've got me. I'm totally gay and I've got a child that you never knew about.. When you stay over after our dates I put the kid in the closet so you won't see him."

She pouted, "Fine be that way, I was only joking. Who is here? Can I meet him?"

Clark turned to look at her as he gathered his things, he wasn't planning on forcing Bruce's ward to say here the rest of the day and had already asked Perry for the rest of the day off. His look told her he wasn't in the mood for games. "Yes, but don't get any ideas for any interviews. You've heard his name, trust me, all over the place. He came over from Gotham."

Her eyes lit up as she all but jumped out of her chair, "Ohhhh?! Don't tell me you are somehow friends with Bruce Wayne!?"

"Out of all the people in Gotham, how did you come up with his name?"

"Well he's the only one who has a "kid" ..that one he adopted? Vikie Vale covered that story 4 years ago, it was awful! But I remember it." She followed him down to the elevator getting in. "Hey Clark, why is he friends with you anyway?"

"..I wouldn't exactly call it friends…" He muttered pushing the button. "..and well we sort of have the same kind of part time job away from our normal jobs." Her eyes widened as her quick mind put two and two together, her mouth dropping open in shock. He leaned forward stealing a quick kiss from her before the doors opened for them to exit and walk to the front of the building. "..There she is! There's the quick smart reporter I fell in love with."

*~*

"Dick?" Bruce called as he stood at the door of the restroom, he looked over his shoulder not wanting to miss Clark but at the same time keep an eye on his ward. He sees the only other man he can trust with his partner enter the room with the other female reporter - Lois Lane. He felt his walls come back up as his gaze met with Clark's silently demanding an answer as to why she's there. "Dick are you ok?" He hears the toliet flush and hears a weak groan as his ward appears face pale, nearly white.

He reaches out steadying the teen before helping him walk back over to their things. "One step at a time, chum. That’s it.."

Clark blinked, Dick looked a lot worse than he had assumed he would. In fact he had never seen the Boy Wonder look this ill before. "..Dick. Y-You look horrible, what happened?!"

"Clark? What's going -" Lois was cut off by Dick collapsing into Bruce. She watched wide eyed as the man she knew was Batman lift the teen with ease and carry him over to a bench. Beside her Clark walked past her kneeling down by the bench with Bruce talking quietly to him. She stayed back knowing better to get into their conversations.

"S-Sorry, Bruce.." Dick said weakly, his cheeks flushed with fever, blue eyes glazed over. He weakly clung to his mentor as if afraid to let go.

"Deep breaths, Dick, deep breaths. It's all ok." Bruce reassured.

"Bruce, what is going on? You said he was sick but this is ridiculous." Clark hissed with worry.

"It's a combination of things… you haven't heard. Three months ago, he was beat up pretty badly," Bruce's eyes darkened as he was forced to remember the accident that caused all of this. "He had to go to the Hospital and have surgery. They removed his spleen."

"W-What?!" Clark looked up at Dick puttig a hand on the teen's knee comfortingly as he listened.

"Yes, with that comes a weakened immune system. We both have done well up until now. Two  nights ago was his first night patrol since the accident. He was posioned, I think, by King Tut. The doctor says its just the stomach flu and his body trying to figure out why it's being thrown into battle so soon.."

"What do you really think it is?"

"A combination of all of it. Right now, he has vomiting and weak spells. He can't keep anything down and his fever fluctuates, he has fainting spells - like what he just had."

"And you are leaving him with me because?" Clark asked. "Not that I don't mind helping or caring, but Bruce, this is a bit much. ..you lugged him all the way from a comfy bed in Gotham to the Daily Planet?"

"I have no choice. I don't trust anyone else to watch him. I have a board meeting with the trustees of Wayne Enterprises, if I don't attend they can and will try to throw me out as exceutive. I haven't been to a meeting in four months. Apparently a sick bed ridden child doesn't count as an excuse to stay out of meetings. So I am going. But I need you to help. He needs constant supervision."

[ninacarstairss]

it’s really tough to get over phd. i had to go back to work and it feels unreal. i kinda feel like i forgot where everything is in the shop and i’ve only been away two weeks ugh (also i had the worst week. i had unbelievable hours and the worst possible shifts. so fun :/ ) but yess!! the matching tattoo story is really cute 🥹🥹 and the funny thing is that it was really random too!! we just decided to get another matching tattoo on this trip (we already got one in ireland) and one day at dinner we just went “ohhh we should get a tiny dinosaur” and that was it 😂 but they are perfect, they represent us, even just the fact that we decided about them in 0.2 seconds it’s just so very us.

yess exactly!! it was really fun, we got to see a lot and ostia antica was definitely the highlight of the week!! i loved walking around ancient roman ruins and petting every single kitten i saw 🥹

you know how it’s so unfair we can’t send food to each other for real? yeah i’m really trying to send you some pasta, like some aglio e olio or carbonara. they were just perfect

oh yes, good food and wine, that’s the best medicine for every illness. 10 doctors out of 10 recommended it 😌 it really helped a lot, i’m a lot more relaxed, and it gave me the chance to just disconnect completely from work. and i missed having my friend around for any doubt or breakdown i might have. when we lived together in ireland we were always together because we had like a breakdown per hour and we could always pick up the pieces, and it all came back these three weeks. we talk on the phone a lot too but there was this day before i got off work when i came home in full breakdown mode and she talked me through it and helped me see the whole environment a lot more clearly. it’s been really stressful lately so i needed that

ohhh i didn’t realise the trip would be so soon!!! but that’s great!!! also i really can’t even imagine the stress of having to buy six concert tickets… one is always a challenge on its own. i’m sweating just thinking about it

no way 😂😂 well that must have been really funny, and you also got like a whole bottle of soju and you love it so it was definitely a win 😂 sounds like you ate a lot and had a lot of fun, so that was amazing hehe

OHHHH i am so happy you followed my advice!!! doctors also suggest you spend a lot of money on bookish serotonin 😌 what did you get?? i’m so curios now and jealous because i really want to see these amazing shops!!!

OH MY GOD!!!!! nero that is some next level shopping!!! i love that they actually gave you free stuff and those cards especially!!! if they’re preorder goodies they’ve got to be really rare, it’s amazing you got them as a gift!!! also i had no idea there were restricted sections in bookstores for which you needed an id. like, in the bookstores i have here you can buy straight up porn and they’d be like “ok do you need a bag?” with the straightest face 😂 but it does sound interesting that there are restricted books… makes me want to read them even more. what is this one about?

ohh yes i can definitely spot you in the crowd 😂😂 but it looks huge!!! there must have been some amazing energy in there!! also pole dancing on stage??? THAT IS SO COOL!!!!!! i wanted to see that too!!!! i can totally imagine the gay panic lol especially when there’s pole dancing involved

uh that’s so nice!!! you got to do a lot of sightseeing too then!! i was so confused about gelato mochi but it actually sounds interesting! i’ve never tried mochi so i don’t really know what it tastes like, but gelato is good with anything 😂

oh well but if he looked so lonely… i’m very glad you managed to get it out even if it meant lots of money 🥺🥺 they’re worth it, all those soft fluffy things are worth it. he’s gonna keep you company when uni and work get too stressful <3

nero that is so great. you’ll get some time off to just really concentrate on uni and catch up and yes, you’ll be a lot less stressed during exams if you do catch up now!!

hehe you’ll see more soon enough. another friend of mine wants to go get a tattoo in the same studio because she likes my tattoos and i’m driving her there, so i’m getting another one too 😂 i really need to stop with this obsession (it’s my turn to be obsessed over your tattoos now!!! soon enough you’ll be able to get your own and i’m going to be here screaming about it with you!!!)

uhh thanks nero, i really wanted to try that ramen and i’m starving now <3 i’m giving you a kiss on the forehead and a warm cup of tea <333

hello nero my beloved soulmate!! <33

i’m back and i am already suffering from severe PHD (post holiday depression, i decided it is a thing). my friend left last night and i hate this. it’s so unfair that we live in two different countries and we can’t see each other as much as we would like to. i’ll probably see her soon, i should have another week off in august and we were talking about me visiting her this time so hopefully i’ll be able to go.

anyway, on to the trip!! it was so cool!! i mean the first week we stayed in tuscany, we went around florence and a few other cities around here, and we got tattoos!!! i told you about this already but they are so cute!!! our little irish dinosaurs (they’re irish because we met in ireland <3 they’re named saoirse and niamh).

then for the second week we went to rome!! oh it was so nice!! we found the perfect weather. it was always sunny and warm enough to go around in shorts, but never too hot not to be able to explore. we went for the usual places: the colosseum, the pantheon, the squares and fountains, all that. but also we accidentally found ourselves into the roman forums and they were amazing!! i’d never been in them, only seen them from above, but they are so big, you can see a whole city. but the highlight was ostia antica. it was this archeological site near rome and it’s so quiet because not may people know it. it’s an 84 acres site where you can literally walk into houses and shops and temples and theaters from the roman period. and it’s amazing because usually rome is very protected, like there are fences and barriers everywhere, you can’t get too close to a lot of stuff, but in ostia antica we could literally touch the ruins, walk through them and find our way back in a maze of doors and corridors. it was so cool!!! also that’s where i found the cats!! they were so cute and friendly 🥺

last thing before i close this letter. the food!!! oh the food. we found this little restaurant on the very first night, which was actually so close to the trevi fountain, and it was so cheap and good (very rare combination to find in the middle of rome). they had some of the best spaghetti i’ve ever tried. also we kept going back there in the next days so they recognized us and they were so nice because they offered us appetizers and wine and they always remembered that we liked to order three plates of pasta to share between the two of us. they were so nice!!

i really needed this trip. i needed to be off work for a few weeks and just disconnect from all the drama and stress. and the good food and wine helped a lot with that lol. but seriously i’m so happy, it was an amazing trip and it was so good to see my friend again after so long <3

but enough about me now!! how are you doing nero?? what have you been doing these last two weeks??

also, about our last letter, i am very happy that you are following my orders and planning a very relaxing trip :) you deserve to not even think about uni when you’re on a trip. and it’s gonna be so fun to dance to that kind of music!! can’t wait to hear all about that one!!

and i’m very happy you’re obsessed with me getting tattoos because this is turning into a sickness. i can’t stop now :’)

but here are my other two tatts!!! the little rainbow one is very simple but very personal. i’ve been waiting forever to get it and it looks perfect 🥺 (yayyy you can start booking stuff!!! that means tattoos coming soon!!!)

i’m enclosing a hug and a really big plate of cacio e pepe (a kind of spaghetti with cheese and black pepper) just because one can never have too much pasta <3333

hi cece my beloved soulmate!!!!

i believe phd (post holiday depression) is a thing, i get it every time. it’s sad that your friend has gone home, but think about august!!! that should be so fun!!!

i’ve seen pictures of tuscany and it’s so beautiful!! and yes tattoos!! the fact that they are irish dinosaurs named saoirse and niamh because you met in ireland is the cutest story behind a matching tattoo ever 🥺🥺

oh rome!!!! that weather sounds lovely, i’m glad it was around for the entire trip!! sounds like you got up to quite a lot!! i’m literally imagining you walking around and pointing out these little tourist attractions 🥺 but ostia antica sounds so beautiful. a whole 84 acres to explore and experience the ancient roman life?? i would go crazy in there, especially with all the cats!!

oh the food sounds incredible!!! it’s so amazing you found something good and cheap!!! but those people sound so nice 🥹🥹 i’m glad they also added to such a wonderful break you had! i feel like pasta now…

you definitely needed that trip!! just a refresh is sometimes all you need, and good food and wine are recommended to help relax by doctors actually 😌😌😌 but i’m so happy you got to see your friend after so long and i’m so glad that you enjoyed yourself!!!!

i’ve been doing alright!! i had my trip to sydney and my twice concert, and it was so much more fun than i thought it would be!!! so i took my best friend and a family friend of mine, and my manager from work came too, but we all booked our concert tickets together so it was me and my friends, my manager and her brother and his partner. (don’t even ask me how stressful buying six tickets was)

the japanese place opened up again, and we were staying somewhere even closer to it. we basically walked everywhere, because the train station is in the shopping centre next to the japanese place, and that was only ten minutes away. so i took my friends to eat more ramen than we could see and we shared a bottle of soju (my friends are lightweights and it was VERY funny to watch. i had to finish the bottle off though)

and then we did lots of activities on the tuesday before the concert and we went to that album shop and book shop again and i spent way too much money, cece’s orders 😌😌 i spent so much money in the album shop they gave me a free album and preorder benefit photocards (which are really rare!!) and i had to show my id in the book store because i bought a level one restricted novel (actually banned in my state, but my professors made me too curious), which was quite funny

the twice concert was so fun, literally everyone in the audience were dancing and singing, and i was gay panicking and it was wonderful! each of the members of twice also had a solo performance and they did so well! one of them, momo, had this dance where she HAD A POLE?!?!? AND SHE HAD NEVER POLE DANCED BEFORE?? she was so good, i will save your eardrums by not sending the video i took 😌

anyways, here’s the photo they posted at the end!! we are in the centre and slightly to the right <3 (i’m sure you’ll see me 😂😂)

and then we actually got the chance to go to the harbour bridge and the opera house, which are in the same place, so we didn’t waste too much time there! and then we went to this room of claw machines near the eateries and i managed to win two things!! (one of them i spent way too much money to grab out, but he looked so lonely and i had to get my son out 😭😭) and then we had gelato mochi, which my friend found. so they get a scoop of ice cream and wrap it with mochi! we all got two, because none of us can make a decision and it really was a good end to the trip 🥺

other than that, i am running a little behind on uni, but i decided to use some of my leave and take the week off work. i’m just going to smash out the essays i have due (and overdue) and i’ll probably be able to rest better during the big exam session 😌

i’ve been looking forward to seeing these two and you didn’t disappoint! the rainbow one is adorable and the font for the script on your ribs is beautiful!!! i think i might be addicted to your tattoo addiction 😂 (yay!!! i’m so excited!!)

i really wanted this cacio e pepe, all this talking of food made me hungry! i’m squeezing you back real tight and i’m giving you a bowl of ramen <3333333

[blackacre13]

hiii, I was wondering what tattoos you think the crew would have? I feel like Lou has a bunch just not visible without clothes off, all black ink like a motorbike on her calf or the cover to her favourite rock band, I can see Deb having a patchy stick n poke she did as a teen but really regrets; Tammy seems like she would have been that rebellious teen and I feel like she has some hidden that would just shock everyone, Nine ball 1000% has a nine ball tatted on her somewhere and prob something else (I get lion tattoo vibes from her)

Ok Rose both seems like the person to have some giant flower mural thing (id guess on her arm) or no tattoos at all but I cant pick; Constance also makes me think, I can totally see her showing up one day with some giant cheesy tat that everyone disapproves of, but i'm not sure. As for Daph I really just don't think she would have any, same goes for Amita tho she would look sick in Henna;

but this is my question to you so I should probably let you answer, sorry if this is long! have a great day and thanks for all your great works! <3

Lou:

Well, we know (thanks to some gay Tumblr investigating) that Lou has a bicep tattoo of the chemical composition for alcohol, which maybe movie O8 is saying it’s because she’s a bartender, but I like to think this was a sober Lou entering sobriety/AA and literally making alcoholism a permanent part of her via tattoo as a reminder to what she’s been through and where she’s going. I’ve definitely made a joke (maybe more than once) of Debbie asking if Lou still has her “tramp stamp” and while I don’t peg the lower back as a current day Lou Miller tattoo spot, I definitely think she would have some permanent mistakes of her youth that she wears like a badge of honor/rolls her eyes and just embraces and that could very much be there. I agree with the all black ink for some reason, though I don’t have a “why” to it, but that makes sense, and definitely think some would be bike and music themed. I don’t know about a motorcycle itself but something pertaining to it or a brand or the notion of riding and probably a sneaky lyric or two. I also think she has one for Debbie, but I won’t venture a guess at what. Something symbolic that only the two of them would recognize. And I could totally see her having a little memorial tattoo for Danny, her pseudo big brother.

Debbie:

I like this stick n poke idea for Deb, but I’m imagining it in prison, purely for the fact that she can tell Lou she got “tatted” in prison and she thinks it’ll be a great story to lore over her for the rest of their lives. And I can also see it in a sad/painful way of needing to “feel something” TW/or needing a reminder of Lou or something to get her through prison. I think it’s @estel-of-irysi (Hope_S on Ao3) who has Debbie get a little martini tattoo for Danny which I love. I definitely think Deb would have two or three, but very well hidden and super meaningful and purposefully not easily identifiable as a “criminal” and something really only Lou gets to see or she shows off on purpose with the right outfit etc.

Tammy:

Ohhhh, Tammy. I’m 50/50 with no tattoos or 1) either Lou and Deb were getting tattoos in college and Tammy came as moral support and they both teased her relentlessly until she got something and ended up getting the world’s smallest flash tattoo at random or 2) some sort of Cate Blanchett-esque husband/kids initials hidden somewhere. Maybe tucked inside the side of her bra material/against her ribs.

Rose:

This may be boring, but I lean towards no tattoos at all with Rose. Maybe some sort of Celtic knot/warrior symbol hidden somewhere if we lean into the accent, but I can’t picture anything specific

Constance:

We know Awkwafina has tattoos so if we leave Constance at that, then yes. I think she has some, but totally random. Like a taco or something. And I could also see her working on a sleeve and constantly coming to Lou for approval/being really proud that she’s paying for them “legitimately” with her heist earnings and made it through the pain “without morphine or anything, dad!”

Daphne:

Might I be cheesy and say a Rose for Rose? Otherwise, I can see something small like very Pinterest white girl tiny heart/airplane/seashell what-have-you somewhere but more to just say she has a tattoo than for a specific reason

Amita:

I agree with you here. I think she would definitely embrace the tradition of henna/her mother would make sure she did, but I can’t see anything permanent.

Nine Ball:

A nine ball. Case closed.

[leatherbookmarking]

that being said: reincarnated jin guangyao who’s... who does art... many things.... sometimes sculpting.... and he’s like ‘ok im gonna make a dude’ and names it sth like personification of love because hes Feeling it. why not. and the sculpture is gorgeous and, of course, looks like lan xichen the most beautiful dude ever because jin guangyao is very creative in terms of making dudes. maybe he’s an artist? maybe he’s an art student? who knows. anyway, jgy would rather eat his slippers than admit it but he does end up liking his own work a lot. the features just... came to him in a dream, and it’s stupid to act as if his creation is something more than whatever he makes it, but he looks at the man’s calm, slightly sad face and thinks that he looks like someone who could accept him (who wouldn’t make his life hell, who’d understand and respect his mother, who’d be so gentle--)

and then he’s like mm yeah that’s enough i am Never drinking with huaisang again (said for the 8452th time)

except plot twist, there’s some exhibition or something and he notices some tall dude standing on front of his work for a really long time. he argues with himself in his head for what feels like an eternity before deciding to fuck it and approach the man, who turns around a

who turns around, and he

and he says:

“oh. it’s you”

and like, that is a thing to say to a total stranger who made a sculpture that looks Exactly Like You! that’s definitely A Thing

and they just... stare at each other motionlessly, and poor jgy is soooo fucked because this is creepy, this is really creepy, he is probably creepy to this random man, okay, but also ohhhh fuck, in person this stranger is heart-breakingly beautiful, the sculpture almost a pitiful imitation, which is kind of funny because the man is wearing a polo shirt with a pug sewn on the front pocket, and he himself is looking at jgy with something more than just shock or unease, he’s looking at him as if he was someone really important, and jgy can’t find words to start a conversation but feels deep in his soul that he wants to live and die with the pug man

...aaand then jgy’s classmate pops outta nowhere like ohhhh you made it based on your boyfriend! it’s so beautiful, i had no idea you were such a romantic!

TWO DEER IN THE HEADLIGHTS, ONE DEERER THAN THE OTHER.JPEG

whereupon, of course, sounds carry and a good chunk of people who know jgy turn to him like WHAT!!! that’s your man??? you’re gay? oh that makes SENSE, also that’s not fair, you scored so well! how come we’ve never seen him!!! and then nie huaisang, who’s also at the exhibit because maybe he’s jgy’s classmate as well, or maybe he’s there for support, is like ...wait, xiao-yao, you’re DATING XICHEN-GE???

the deer realize that they have NO WAY of getting out of this one.

luckily lxc speaks first and, bless his entire beautiful being, politely says that he didn’t want to make trouble for a-yao (”a-yao”!!!!!!!!!!!!!!), besides lately they’ve both been busy, so now if you excuse us...

nie huaisang mouths something that’s probably like, GRILL U L8 ALLIG8R and jgy is already dreading it, and also oh god, worst first impression on the world’s most beautiful man!! but they go outside and sit on a fairly secluded bench and jgy doesn’t know if he’d rather have this xichen-ge tell him off for... whatever this is, or completely ignore the topic, apologize and leave forever. well, it has to end somehow, and he’s not even hoping for it to be pleasant.

but then, he simply asks quietly, “how do you know what i look like?”

and okay, it’s not better, actually, because jgy has to explain that, what, his hands just... knew what to do? that he’s never seen even a photo of him before, but now that he thinks about it, perhaps every man who’s ever appeared in his dreams, holding him, wore his face? what the fuck is a poor a-yao supposed to SAY

xichen-ge doesn’t seem too cross with his inability to answer, though. instead, he pulls out a thick sketchbook.

(it’s because they’ve both reincarnated and they’re DESTINED to be together. thanks)

[lapdogchase]

not a question, but rather a command.

Hand over the goddamn c!Ranboo and c!Beeduo headcanons.

OHHHH IM SO GOOD AT THIS ONE

ok . ok. ok. *cracks my knuckles* *stretching like im abt to play a Sport Game*

c!ranboo . he/they or no pronouns depending on the Vibes. doesnt label his sexuality. not a fan of using words to describe himself at all actually and uses pronouns just bc he knows it makes things easier for other ppl

c!tubbo he/they exact opposite LOVES labels. demiromantic + gay. (fuck u *arospecs ur characters*)

both of them r neurodivergent bc i say so (im writing (/thinking really hard about writing) a fic rn abt them being nd and learning 2 accept themselves n each other Btw im so excited) here r my ideas for their nd traits

ranboo is autistic. tubbo is also autistic. i think we should have more autistic rep in media

ranboo ocd. u will know about this head canon if u followed me last week bc my url was ocdranboo, which is a banger.

tubbo adhd. tubbo SO adhd. someone help him

tubbo also dyslexic. cc!tubbo is so it would feel wrong for c!tubbo not to be fhsjhdf

c!ranboo repeats words a lot to try to say them "right," can get stuck saying certain words / sentences again and again until it's perfect. he hates eye contact.

hes very texture sensitive n only likes certain foods for that reason, altho he cant always remember which foods he likes n which ones he doesnt. hes also very sensitive to bright light, both due to sensory issues + from being from the end which is darker than the overworld.

he also sees person to person interaction sort of like a video game and relies on trial and error to figure out how to do conversations "right" (right by nt standards).

in terms of ocd he has more intrusive thoughts n repetition n checking compulsions than anything else, no cleanliness ocd im tired of that being the only symptom thats talked abt. he always goes back n checks things n u can often find him doing things in 3s or 7s.

hes very prone to overworking himself and trying too hard to do things the way he sees as correct which exhausts him and he often works far too long at things like mining because he wants to do them right and he wants to get as many resources as possible (to prove himself to be a worthy partner :') )

c!tubbo is about the exact opposite in terms of getting things done in that he Doesnt. he gets overwhelmed very easily n it's only gotten worse as he's gotten older. he frequently has complete shutdowns bc of executive functioning issues n will just Do Nothing and hate himself about it.

however hes also very hyperactive and hyper focuses easily. any topic that is even slightly enjoyable he will spend hours researching, leading to headaches from sitting in the library trying to read and inhaling dust all day.

he masks a lot due to anxiety n tries to appear as "normal" as possible which is often a train right straight to dissociation.

he scripts out conversations with everyone but close friends and will go blank when someone goes off script- like if he goes to buy two lemonades and they say theyre out of lemonade it takes him quite a few seconds to process it, and longer to try to create a new script with the new decision, which leads to very stressful situations when talking to new ppl

he doesnt understand sarcasm at all, but ranboo, who uses sarcasm a lot as a way to blend in more with neurotypicals, is almost always able to explain what's meant when tubbo misses sarcasm

he also hates bright lights. he and ranboo have dim torches in their mansion with the only exception being the library, where there's much more light to make reading easier

he hates asking for help. hates it, he thinks it makes him weak, but it doesn't, and thats something he's still trying to internalize. he sometimes watches tommy for an example of a friend he looks up to ( :') anon u did not say "sprinkle in c!clingyduo" but I Am Anyway) who is trying to get help for his mental health to prove to himself its ok to do so as well

thinking about ranboo crying and tubbo trying to wipe his tears away so they dont burn him. also thinking about tubbo crying and ranboo wiping his tears and not flinching even though it stings.

ranboo listens to lemon demon constantly because he's cool. tubbo grows to love it even tho normally hearing the same few songs on repeat for ages would drive him mad

tubbo n ranboo keep michael inside to keep him safe but sometimes on snowy nights when theres nobody in sight and hasn't been in days theyll go outside and make snow angels and ranboo always makes sure to wear extra layers so he doesn't get hurt by the snow so he can spend as much time as possible with his son and husband

ranboos special interest was boats for YEARS and then it was mining and the probability of getting different types of materials while mining. tubbos special interest is nukes.

michael autistic + nonverbal. not technically a c!beeduo head canon but he is their son so close enough

ranboo favourite food apple pie. this is very important

ok ive been at it for like half an hour i could keep going but i Wont because this is already quite a bit fjhfks

[mxbitters]

THAT’S JORDAN SWEETO

Twilight series remake but the Cullen kids look like this

[gaykey]

I wanna watch some gay stuff but idk what to watch, so like do you have a fav bl list?

ohhhh my beloved, i doooo.

ok, so besides the untamed, because i know you've watched that, my fave are:

we best love (seasons one & two)

why r u

gameboys + the movie (season two is meant to be out soon??)

i told sunset about you, (season one) last night in phuket (one off in between seasons 1 & 2) & i promised you the moon (season two)

a tale of thousand stars

kieta hatsukoi

cherry magic

gen y (season one & and season two is currently airing, but i literally only care about mark & kit)

not me (currently airing)

manner of death

dark blue kiss (but i only care about sun & mork)

a man who defies the world of bl / zettai bl ni naru sekai vs zettai bl ni naritakunai otoko

history 4: close to you (ok, one of the pairings in this show is extremely toxic, and triggering, but the other couple, licheng & muren have my entire heart.)

history 3: make our days count (oh man, this is good. amazing chemistry. intense & emotional. realistic portrayals of family dynamics, but warming: the ending is so sad, and can ruin the whole show in some ways.)

aaaand, hmm, there are a few that i'm not suuuuper into, but you might like.

lovely writer

bad buddy (currently airing. i started it, but kinda drifted away...i might need to get back into it)

2gether

plus, there are a few that are coming out that i'm excited about and, a few that i haven't watched yet that i've heard good things about, so this is by no means an extensive list! ♡

[gay-otlc]

Keepers of the Chaos (Chapter 2)

Summary: Tam, Linh, Keefe, Biana, and Fitz are part of the tiny fandom for Keeper of the Chaos, and Tam and Linh's podcast convinces some of their other friends to watch it as well. The group finds themselves strangely invested in this show, where students at Tumblr High School who work together to write about an elf named Sophia, cause incomprehensible chaos, and fight their rival Pinterest High School.

Content warnings: Cursing, food, L*ura

Word count: 2005

Notes: Check out the beautiful theme song here!

(Read on AO3)

Sophie rolls her eyes as she opens the link her girlfriend sent her and puts in her earbuds. Biana has been incessantly pestering her to watch Keepers of the Chaos for so long that Sophie half wants to watch it just to shut her up, but she's always tired, or busy, and she doesn't really like watching new things. Still, Biana asked her very nicely to listen to this one podcast, and she looked very pretty when she asked, so Sophie's dumb omni ass couldn't refuse.

"Welcome to the Twins of the Chaos podcast," it begins after loading for an obnoxiously long time. The girl speaking has a pretty voice, Sophie has to admit- sweet and melodic and vaguely amused.

Maybe listening to this podcast won't be so bad if she can listen to that girl's voice the whole time.

But another person speaks, adding "Where some chaotic twins discuss our favorite show, Keepers of the Chaos," and his voice is not as pretty. She continues listening anyway, since Biana may or may not murder her if she stops.

The two voices- whose names are Linh and Tam, apparently- start talking about Keepers of the Chaos some more, giving Sophie a summary she's heard tons of times from Biana and Fitz- though the twins explain it slightly more coherently and with less... whatever the verbal equivalent of keyboard smashing is. Biana usually starts rambling about her favorite characters, like Lynn- not "Lynn the fandom mom," but the other Lynn- and Avery, or sometimes Nora and Darwin. Sophie doesn't understand any of those names and loses track of the conversation as soon as it involves too many unfamiliar names.

But Tam and Linh are making more sense, at least for the most part, until they start mentioning specific couples. The conversation gets again comprehensive soon enough, though, and Sophie does smile at the name "The Dark Duck."

By the end, when Tam says "half of them wearing sleeping masks with teal eyes painted on and the other half watching the chaos with mild amusement," Sophie is curious enough to be mildly intrigued. She listens to their outro music, and before she can regret it, types out a text message to Biana.

Sophie: fine

Sophie: ill watch it

Biana responds instantly with an array of heart emojis. Sophie blushes.

Biana: can i come over and watch with u?

Sophie: ok!

Sophie: moms making mallowmelt

Sophie: but u cant have any

Biana: >:(

Biana: hope u like being single then

Sophie: fine u can have some mallowmelt

Biana: yayyyy!

Biana: ily

Sophie: ilyt

Sophie: now lets watch ur stupid show

Biana: on my way!!!

Sophie smiles, shaking her head. She's a little annoyed, but fine, it sounds interesting enough from the podcast. And what else would she be doing? Studying? Having US history as an alternative would make even the most horrible of shows seem good. She stuffs her textbooks into her backpack and shoves some things out of the way so her room looks a bit neater before rushing downstairs. The mallowmelt smells good enough to make her mouth water.

"Mmm..." she sighs, barely taking time to let it cool off before taking a large bite. "That's so good. Thanks, Mom."

Edaline  smiles. "You're welcome. Just save some for your father and I."

"Fine, fine. I have to share with Biana, anyway." Sophie huffs and takes another bite. "She's coming over, is that alright? We're going to watch a show together."

"Sure, just make sure to get your homework done."

Sophie rolls her eyes. "Fine."

"And keep the door open!" Grady calls. Edaline laughs as Sophie's face flames.

"I'm going back to my room," she grumbles, taking a plate of mallowmelt with her and walking up the stairs. She manages not to trip over her own feet and drop the mallowmelt, thankfully, as she grabs her laptop and opens Netflix. Sighing, she searches for Keepers of the Chaos and clicks on the show that comes up before waiting for Biana to arrive.

The doorbell rings soon, and Sophie carefully sets down her laptop and her plate on her bed before rushing down the stairs. Panting slightly, she opens the door for her girlfriend. Biana's wearing a t-shirt with the Amsterdam flag on it. Sophie has no idea why. Maybe Biana likes the country? Her girlfriend is pretty weird. "Come on in," she says, realizing she's been staring. In her defense, Biana is pretty and Sophie is very omni.

"Ready to go watch Keepers of the Chaos?" Biana asks. She bounces on her toes slightly.

"Alright," says Sophie. "I set it up on my laptop in my room."

"Awesome! You'll love it."

Sophie follows Biana up the stairs and into her room. They sit on the bed together, Sophie leaning against the wall and Biana leaning against Sophie, and Biana presses play. Somber kazoos begin playing in the background as the theme song starts.

We're on the edge of chaos

No one is straight

We're making fanart

Because L*ura we hate

And we're gonna have teal eyes in the end!

We must be weird, and we must be gay

(We must be gay!)

We will find every bit of sanity that we have

And give it all to Lynn

Ohhhh

We must be gay!

Biana dances a little along with the song, and Sophie can't help but smile. A curvy, round-faced person with short dark hair and colorful earrings plays a few notes on the piano, and then a KEEPERS OF THE CHAOS logo flashes across the screen. Then, a group of students sit in a classroom.

"Shai! Tater! Lynn! You three finally got together?" says the same person who just played piano, gesturing to a redhaed wearing a Sappho lesbian flag cape. She's holding the fingerless-gloved hand of a lanky person with brightly colored hair, and they're holding hands with a tall girl who has chin length brown hair. The rest of the class applauds the fiancees before returning to their own conversations.

"Yep! Thanks, Ink," says Tater.

Ink smiles at them and turns to a person with light brown skin and golden hoop earrings partially covered by long dark hair. "Hi, Kiri, how was your break?"

"Good! Here's to a good 2021?" Kiri turns to the person next to them. "How about you, Ref?"

Ref has short brown hair and red glasses. "Yeah, my break was dOPE," she says, leaving everyone to wonder how he did that with their voice. "oH, and happy belated Hanukkah to Shai!"

"Thanks, you too. And guess what! I didn't set my hair on fire this year!"

A short guy with strawberry blonde hair looks concerned. "Um. Congratulations?"

"Thanks, Sam!"

Sophie looks away from the screen and at Biana. "There are a lot of characters..." she mutters.

"Yeah, but you get to know them well enough eventually," says Biana. "Now shh, let's keep watching!"

A lot of other characters are introduced in various conversations, and Sophie's brain has a hard time keeping track of them all. She does remember Tara, a curvy, bored-looking girl with long sideswept bangs, and Blue, a bisexual who may or may not be an arsonist. She doesn't know either of their personalities very well yet, but she likes them so far. Lucat, a pale, blue haired asexual, who later joins the Hanukkah conversation, also seems cool.

Once quite a bit of introductions are done- Sophie lost count at around twenty something- are over, an announcement comes over the school's loudspeakers.

"Welcome back, Tumblr High School!" announces a voice. "I hope you all had a good break. Now, the Tumblr staff have an important announcement for you all. High schools in this county, like ours, Pinterest High School, and Instagram High School, will be holding a competition. All members of the winning team will receive a scholarship to AO3 college. If you are interested, meet in room 69 after school. Now, onto other announcements..."

Somber kazoos play again as the principal's droning voice fades into the background. A montage of the previously introduced characters wishing they could go to AO3 college moves across the screen. After a few minutes of them zooming through school and talking about how fucking boring it is, all of them gather in the room (some of them with more jokes than others) to discuss the competition.

A blonde woman welcomes them into the room. They wait a while to make sure no one else will arrive, but once everyone is there, the woman clears her throat. "Hello, everyone! I'm glad you're interested in joining the competition. My name is Shannon Messenger, and I'm in charge of admissions at AO3 College. My coworker L*ura and I designed this competition."

Sophie gasps and looks at Biana. "L*ura? But isn't that the person they hate? They said that in the intro!" Biana smiles at her, and she blushes as she realizes that she's kind of... maybe... invested in the show now. She decides she'll endure the "I told you so"s later and looks back at the show, trying to telepathically tell the characters not to trust this L*ura person... and perhaps not Shannon either. It's too early to tell whether Shannon will be an antagonist or not.

"All of you will be working as a team to write a story together. The main premise is that a twelve year old girl named Sophia is a telepath, but she can't tell anyone her secret. Then, she meets a teal-eyed boy named Finn, and he tells her that she's an elf. She travels back to the elf world with him, where she struggles a bit at the elf school Firefox, makes friends with some other elves, learns that she is an illegal creation of a rebel group called the Dark Duck, and another rebel group- the Rarelynoticed- tries to kidnap and kill Sophia and her friend Deck. There are other details to be included into the story, which will be given out to the participants as a packet. The object of this competition is not to determine your ability at coming up with story ideas, but your ability to work in groups and execute well developed ideas. Does anyone have any questions?"

Someone raises their hand- a short, tanned girl. "Lynn?" prompts the principal.

"Did you say the rebel group was named the Dark Duck?"

"And the Rarelynoticed?" adds another person, with rectangular glasses and a red bracelet.

"Raise your hand before speaking, Auran," scolds the principal. "But yes, those are the names."

"Alright then," Auran mutters.

"Unless anyone else has questions, we'll be sending out sign up forms for everyone interested, and then we will distribute the information packets about your story. You can talk to each other and start planning."

No one else has questions, so once they've all filled out the sign up form, they gather in small groups and flip through the packets, making sarcastic comments or mocking names ("'Rarelynoticed' though-" a stylish hijabi named Raiin sighs as they come across a page of information about the group) as they try to form some semblance of a plan. Once they all agree that they've made a lot of progress, they make plans to meet up again soon and walk back home.

Unbeknownst  to them, a pair of ominous teal eyes watch from above.

Somber kazoos play once again, and the credits roll.

"So, what'd you think?" Biana asks as Sophie closes her laptop.

Rather inaudibly, Sophie mumbles "It was good."

"What was that?"

"It was good! I liked it!"

Biana grins. "I told you so." She leans over and kisses Sophie on the cheek. "Thanks for watching it. I have to go do some homework, awesome seeing you!" As she walks out, Sophie hears her singing under her breath. "We must be gay..."

[failedintsave]

Ok fine, fine ok. It's Nategaar hours around here today, and I need it to stay out of my current project so here's me purging it from my system til it resurfaces with vengeance in probably like a day.

You Spin Me Round

The rattling of the window panes was audible even over the bass of Murderface's boom box, rain blowing almost horizontally in tropical storm gales. But seasoned Floridians weren't afraid of a little stormy weather, as proven by the groups of drenched partygoers who continued to filter through the door of their crowded apartment.

Nathan weaved his way through the sea of bodies, returning from the keg with four Solo cups balanced overhead, trying his best not to spill everything down his arms. He squeezed into the corner where most of his band stood gathered around a wooden cable spool he'd taken from his dad's hardware shop, the tabletop littered with a scattered deck of cards, an overflowing ashtray at it's center.

"Who the fuck are some of these people?" He grumbled as he approached, passing out beers to waiting hands.

"Shit, man, idunnoe. I invited some chicks from deh show, and I know Magnus told some folks to come back, but deh rest?" Pickles shrugged. "Stuffs closin' fer deh weather I think, people lookin' fer something ta do."

He grunted, handing a cup over to Murderface next to him before reaching across the table to pass the last beer to Skwisgaar wedged between two fawning groupies.

"Shoulda put someone at the door to take money for cups, they're draining the keg." He took a slug of foamy beer, glaring down into the contents. "And there's no room to play games or do anything."

"Juscht play drink-the-beer, who needsch a game for that?"

"Auuuggh that's boring. And besides, I'm really good at that game and we'll run out of beer faster."

"He ams gots a good points."

Pickles rubbed his chin in consideration before snapping his fingers, a proverbial lightbulb going off over his head. "I gaht it."

He scurried off, slipping easily through the throng of bodies towards his room. They watched him disappear, barely a glimpse of fiery red hair visible over the shoulders of their so-called guests. After a few minutes he reappeared with a Cheshire grin and a green bottle of whiskey. He held up his first two fingers, a single die pinched between them.

"Alright, I've gaht a game fer us. First step, we empty dis bottle." He cracked the top and handed it to Nathan. "As you were deh inspiration fer dese shenanigans, you may do de honors."

"Perfect." Nathan tipped the bottle back and took a long pull, passing it off to Murderface to share around the circle as Pickles continued.

"Next t'ings, we need a couple extra players, ot'erwise dis will get real predictable quick." He stood on tiptoes, waving over a few familiar faces from their show. He flagged Magnus down, but the guitarist didn't move.

"What do you want?" He shouted across the room.

"Come play a game!"

"What game?"

"Russian roulette, whaddya think? A party game!"

"What game?" Magnus repeated, moving slightly closer.

"Spin deh bottle!"

That stopped Magnus in his tracks. "Nope. Not this again. Fool me once, shame on you. Hard pass."

Murderface sputtered as he handed off the bottle down the line. "Hold on, what wasch that?!"

Ignoring him, Pickles threw his arms up at the goateed guitarist. "Why not?!" Magnus shook his head and turned back, melting into the crowd. "Ah yeh fuckin' killjoy, fine den!"

Nathan frowned, tracking the bottle's progress around the circle. "Uh, Pickles. Why exactly did you think we'd wanna play that? Together? Do we look like middle schoolers?"

"It's fun! Dere's stakes!" He slapped the die onto the table, smirking around at his audience. "Me an' Tony an' de guys made up dis version back in deh day."

Skwisgaar wiped his mouth on the back of a slender wrist, handing the liquor down to the woman next to him. "Sos you always play deh kissingk games wif your bands?" To Nathan's ear he didn't sound put off, merely curious.

Murderface, meanwhile, was less impressed. "That'sch totally gay! We can't play thisch together, what'sch wrong with you?!"

"Eh, it's just a goof we made up, touring ain't all blowjobs and snortin' coke off tits, sometimes ya just wanna have fun." Pickles reached out and poked Murderface in the belly. "Wouldja lemme finish explainin' deh rules before ya quit?"

The bottle made it's way back to the drummer and he tilted his head back for several long chugs, holding the glass up to the light and sloshing the liquid around. He nodded and handed it off to Nathan again with a wink. Frowning, Nathan took another long draw. He wasn't going to be the first of them to back down from this idea, even if it was stupid.

"Okey, so here's why dis game is different. Dere's two parts." He indicated the die and the bottle with a flourishing gesture. "First you roll de dice. On a one, two er three, it's normal rules. Little smackaroonie. No big deal. Four an' five, ya elevate it a little bit. Makeout, pull some hair, whatever."

"Oooookaaay I think maybe Murderface was right about this." Nathan looked around at his bandmates. True there were almost twice as many girls at the table than them, but he wasn't sure he cared for the odds.

"Schee?!"

"Oh waaaaah, you buncha babies! Yer the one who said you were bored! Let's see whet you can come up with!"

"I'll plays."

Nathan's head jerked to face Skwisgaar across the table. The blonde wore an amused smirk as he focused on Pickles, a faint flush on his cheeks from the alcohol. He cocked his head to the side, accepting the drummer's challenge, golden waves cascading over his shoulder as he moved. Of course that smug bastard would play, this game sounded like a routine Thursday for him.

With a heavy sigh, Nathan's eyes shifted back to the drummer. "Alright. So what's six?"

Pickles grinned impishly. "Oh we call six 'Make It Look Good.' Thirty seconds on deh clock or til ev'rybody else makes ya stahp."

"What the actual fuck, Pickles."

"Ah-ah! Lemme finish! You have options!" He ticked off on his fingers. "One through three you can skip fer a shot. Four an' five you chug a beer. And six…"

The group around the table leaned as one, craning their necks expectantly in the drummer's direction. His eyes flashed as he snickered.

"If you want outta six, yeh gotta run a naked lap around the apartment building."

Thunder boomed outside as if to punctuate the final rule.

"Schon of a bitsch. We need more schotsch if we're doing thisch. I'm gonna get fucked up."

Pickles produced a second bottle and slammed it down on the table in front of him.

"Where were you keeping that?"

"Don't ask questions, are we playin' or what?"

The initial bottle finished it's second loop, landing in Nathan's palm again. With a grunt, he slugged the last of the booze and slammed the bottle onto it's side in the center of the table.

"God I wish there was room to play pong right now…" he picked up the dice and rolled.

The game didn't go nearly as badly as he'd expected, and after several rounds of making out with hot girls and taking shots to avoid kissing his bandmates Nathan was really starting to enjoy himself. Defying statistics, the only six rolled so far had been between two of the girls, and they'd all cheered like hooligans.

And then the fickle dice gods reconsidered their influence.

"Alrights, my toirns." Skwisgaar, who hadn't yet opted out of any of his rolls but was starting to get fairly tipsy regardless, snatched up the dice and shook it in Nathan's face, squinting one eye and grinning. He dropped it, four pips staring back up at him. Laughing, he gave the bottle a rapid spin.

It whirled and Nathan found himself holding his breath, eyes glued to the bottle, a little confused about what he was hoping would happen. Slowly, slowly the neck of the bottle came to rest pointing at Pickles.

"Uh-ohhhh, ya think the keg is tapped? Ya might be outta luck pal." The drummer laughed, pumping pierced brows at the blonde.

"Pfffft, shuts up." Skwisgaar leaned past one of the giggling girls, seizing a handful of Pickles' shirt and hauling him forward into an open-mouthed kiss. Nathan stared as they pulled apart, his skin heating and head swimming with whiskey.

"Well okey den," Pickles stroked his chin, nodding sagely. "Now I see whet all deh fuss is about, nyeheheh."

Swaying upright again, Skwisgaar clumsily flung his hair back over his shoulder. "Whats can I says, I ams a master ats everyt'ings I dedicates my times to."

"Scho like, two thingsch."

"Ams better den no t'ings."

"Hey!"

Nathan zoned out, staring at the table for the next few turns, snapped back to attention by Murderface's repeated 'No, no, no no!' as Pickles rolled a three and landed on him.

"A'right, yer turn Nate." The drummer smirked, sliding the bottle and the die across the table.

"Ugh, are we still playing this? When is it over?"

"Aw aments Nat'ans havingk any funs?"

He raised his eyes to the willowy guitarist across from him. Skwisgaar's thin arms were crossed over his chest, hip popped jauntily to the side. A thin sheen of sweat glistened on his high forehead from the dense mugginess of the apartment, a teasing smile playing over his lips, bruised pink from being crushed against Pickles'. With an effort, Nathan tore his gaze away and redirected it towards the table.

"Fine. Whatever." He started the bottle spinning with more force than necessary, rolling the dice as it rotated.

Six.

Shit.

The rest of the table was already hooting in glee as the bottle spun down, slowing, taking an agonizingly long time to stop. Finally it came to rest at twelve o'clock.

Pointing at Skwisgaar.

The table erupted.

"OH SCHIT! Can't drink your way outta thisch one!"

"Nyeeeeheheheheh! Now's tha real show!"

"Oh dear sweet lord." Nathan covered his face with his hands, cheeks burning already.

"Hey you have an advantage, everything he does looks good." 

"Why t'anks you, what was you names again? Monicas?"

"Yeh could always take the second option agin?" Pickles offered, biting back a laugh as he patted Nathan's shoulder.

His heartbeat throbbed in his ears, and something like pre-show jitters fluttered in his stomach, arms and legs tingling. 

"Huehuehuehhue, ams lookingk pretty nastys out dere." Skwisgaar's drunken chuckle was underlined by another peal of thunder, window panes jumping in their casings. "Yous gonna gets blowed away."

Fuck that.

He dropped his hands away from his face, narrowing his eyes at the smirking blonde. "Fine. You dildoes want a show?"

His audience yelped as he reached down, grabbing the edge of the wooden spool and throwing it aside, playing cards and ashtray scattering to the floor, bottle toppling to the ground and shattering. Nathan lunged forward, relishing the shocked widening of blue eyes before impact.

Fighting against muscle memory of past football tackles, he grappled Skwisgaar against his broad chest, wrapping his arms beneath the other man's flailing limbs, his palms cradling bony shoulder blades. He walked the blonde backwards into the corner, pressing him into the wall.

"Timer! Start deh count!"

"No don't, I've scheen enough already, augh!"

As Skwisgaar recovered from the initial shock of being sacked, the natural showman in him awoke. Fire coursed over Nathan's scalp as calloused fingers threaded into his hair, holding his head steady as Skwisgaar turned to deepen the kiss. Nathan's clenched jaw unlocked and his lips parted before he could overthink it.

"...seven, eight, nine..!"

The sound of their onlookers counting faded into the background, drowned out by the blood rushing in his ears. He pushed a knee forward between Skwisgaar's thighs, catching a long leg as it wrapped behind his and hiking it up to his hip, leaving the blonde standing one legged like an albino flamingo.

"...fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen..!"

Skwisgaar bit down on Nathan's bottom lip and something in him broke, a cage door swinging open on its hinges. A growl rumbled in his chest as he reached down and grabbed the guitarist's other leg, hauling it up to his waist, lifting the other man from the floor as easily as he would carry groceries up from his car.

"... twenty-four, twenty-five, twenty-six…!"

Fingers clawed into the material of his shirt, scratching against his back. The sudden urge to carry Skwisgaar away from the party, to drag him back to his cave like a neanderthal, blindsided Nathan and his muscles locked. Sensing the end of their performance, Skwisgaar sighed into his mouth, the pressure of his lips softening as he started to pull back.

"Thirty! Dat's time!" Pickles howled a laugh. "Holy shit guys, dat's game. Ain't nobody gonna top dat act, even if you hadn't broke deh bottle!"

Nathan opened his eyes as they broke off, the heated blue gaze in front of him driving any and all coherent thoughts from his brain. Gingerly, he released one of Skwisgaar's legs, then the other, white boots touching down on the floor, toe-heel, toe-heel. Standing once again under his own power, a slow, crooked smile stretched across Skwisgaar's face, a breathy chuckle shaking his shoulders once. It took every ounce of willpower Nathan possessed to tear his eyes away from the curve of those full lips, and he turned to face the other two members of his band.

Murderface had his eyes squeezed closed, cracking one to peek. "Isch it over? Are they done?"

Frowning, Nathan grunted through his nose like a bull, stomping forward to snatch the second bottle of liquor from the bassist's hands. Glass crunched beneath his boots as he retreated wordlessly to his bedroom, passing Magnus on the way out.

The older guitarist shook his head, curly mane swishing. "I coulda told ya… every time Pickles tries to pl--"

"Just. Don't." Nathan pushed through the hall, evicting the gaggle of strangers standing around in his room and slamming the door behind him.

Hours later, after the storm had slowed to only a downpour and the party had fizzled out, Nathan lay awake on his back, staring at the ceiling. From the second his door had closed behind him, his brain had flipped from a crawl to light speed, hurtling through thousands of moments from the last couple of years, all of them centered on interactions with his lead guitarist. Slender fingers brushing against his own as he passed the tv remote, blonde hair tickling against his arm as they drove with the windows down, the nervous fluttery feeling in his belly at the sound of a dorky, throaty chuckle.

Nathan ground the heels of his palms against his eye sockets hard enough to see stars. How long? When did these thoughts start popping up? And when had he started stomping them down, locking them away without acknowledgement? Sure, Skwisgaar was hot, he wasn't blind, he could admit that much. But this wasn't that, this was...he didn't know what this was.

But he needed to find out.

Swinging his legs over the side of his bed, he crept out to the door directly across the hall. He started to knock, then paused, not wanting to wake anyone else in the apartment. Nathan turned the knob and cracked the door enough to wedge his face into the gap.

"Hey. Psst. Skwisgaar, you in here?" Another thought struck him, an irrational jealous pang vibrating through him. "Uh, you alone?"

The red glow of a digital clock was the only source of light in the guitarist's bedroom, a faint silhouette shifted on the bed, backlit in flashes by the blinking 12:00.

"Nat'ans?" came a groggy voice from the covers. "What ams you doing up? What times am it?" He rolled to check the useless clock and groaned in exasperation.

"Can... can I..?" He didn't wait for an invitation, stepping inside and closing the door behind him, leaning back against it and clutching the door knob like an anchor.

As his eyes adjusted he could see Skwisgaar sit up, scrubbing a hand over his face as he tried to wake up. Nathan chewed his bottom lip, the flesh tender in an not-unpleasant way. For the second time tonight his mind blanked on him completely.

"What's de matters?"

He swallowed. "Uh."

"Nat'ans?"

"Uhhhh."

Skwisgaar waited, studying him in the dark, giving him time to organize his thoughts. It was something Nathan had always appreciated about the Swede, having (mostly) learned a second language, he understood the occasional difficulties Nathan ran into expressing himself verbally.

"I uh. Earlier."

"Ja."

"I didn't. I didn't think that."

Skwisgaar shifted on the bed, turning to fully face Nathan, still waiting patiently.

"That it would…"

"Hm?"

Nathan inhaled deeply through his nose, forcing the last words out in a rush. "Wouldbelikethatthefirstime."

He waited, certain that Skwisgaar would brush it off, dismiss it as nothing, a game. Or worse, that he'd laugh. Nathan held his breath, ready to bolt in embarrassment. This was stupid, he was stupid, what had be been thinking, it had been a game, it meant nothing.

"Ams you sayingk you wants a do-overs?"

He could hear the smile in the other man's voice, cadence low and teasing, but without cruelty. Playful.

"I-I uh." He'd used up his words for the day, instead opting for a jerky nod.

A ghostly white hand reached out in the dark, forefinger crooking, beckoning him.

"Come heres den." As Nathan shuffled forward he could see Skwisgaar's eyes shining like a cat's. "Ams a firm believer dats practice make perfects."

[anonymousmothman]

I just saw a post that was panphobia in based on your likes !???? Mfer I'm pansexual how is this based on my likes????

Wtf is Tumblrs algorithm right now. I like a post, I scroll down a few posts and lo amd behold its "based on your likes!" mf its a post I already liked of course its based on my likes 😭