#otherwise known as me experimenting and throwing it up for y'all to see

[shxwmaster]

                         “ i’ll have my people talk to your people, sound good ? ”

Independent RP + Ask Blog for Mathias Shaw

• 9+ years RP experience • Est. July 29, 2020 , Rebooted March 2023 • Mun is 25+ • PST Timezone | Limited Availability

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— MUN —

Hi guys, I’m Mimi, 25, She/Her— I’m returning to the Tumblr RPC after having left it 2-3 years ago and I’m excited to be back!

In total, I have 9+ years RP experience, both on Tumblr, ingame and on Discord, and I’m very flexible with most types of RP. My default style is multi-para with icons, but I’ll always mirror your style!

I'm very active on this blog, but also tend to be very sporadic, distracted and forgetful. I have severely untreated ADHD and suffer from a lot of social anxiety, so at times that can throw a wrench in things or slow down my activity significantly. Just a forewarning!

I operate on PST, but I have VERY sporadic availability. I'm usually working Wed-Sun, and I'll be starting college classes soon, so I'll probably only be around either in evenings, or Mon-Wed if I have time. So uh, yeah, between that and the ADHD, please forgive me if I end up very slow or even forget things altogether. Don't be afraid to poke me for threads though!

I also DM occasionally for my RP guild, <Knights of Repentance>. This might occasionally cause a drop in activity. But I still love y'all!

PLEASE poke me if I’m taking too long with a thread and you want to know what’s going on. I will ALWAYS endeavor to try to appease. Sometimes I’m either genuinely working on it and I got stuck, or I really just forgot. Hit me!

I’ve mained Horde for about 15 years now, and though I’ve since read up now on Alliance lore, there are still corners that I’m lacking. If I ever slip up or mistake canon or any Alliance lore, you are legally allowed to kick my ass and correct me. In fact, please, please do that, I encourage it, the last thing I want is to get things wrong, and I like to be as accurate as possible. You can message me, don’t stop yourself from messaging me.

My strengths in writing reside in improv and crafting random situations, scenarios and settings on a whim. I take joy in throwing muses straight into action, so I’m your guy when it comes to that kind of stuff!

— GENERAL —

Canon-typical violence, blood, mentions of death, parental death, emotional abuse, torture and knives are present on this blog.

Personals / Non-RP blogs are free to follow, BUT, please do not reblog any of my posts or threads. Non-RP blogs that share my stuff will get blocked! Otherwise enjoy your stay!

Personals are free to send in asks on or off anon!

Please don't mention incest to me in any shape or form.

No god-modding or meta-gaming

I am mostly canon compliant, though I do have some minor canon divergences, all of which can be read further in my about page. I make it a point to adopt about 85% of RPG lore into my own canon for my own purposes.

The rest of this page are general guidelines.

— RP —

VERY OC friendly. If you've got connections or something you want to establish beforehand, hit me up, I'm ALWAYS open to plotting with OCs.

On that note, I'm always open to establishing any connections or relationships or dynamics ahead of time with any muse! You need only message me!

I will always read your rules and about page thoroughly before interacting with you

I am multiship! I love ships, I'm open to ships! Past or present, AU or otherwise, hit me.

I ship with chemistry. Yes, I love ships, but I definitely prefer to have our muses interact first to see how they get along before moving forward.

You are always welcome to RP unrequited feelings or have your character act or feel however they would around Shaw, I've no problem with that, so long as you're not forcing a ship! Again, chemistry and communication beforehand is a must before a ship.

However, I am uncomfortable with some age gaps. If your character is in their 20s (or equivalent to their 20s, if they're an elf), shipping's off the table.

At the moment, the only universes I have available for Shaw are in WoW and Overwatch (Blackwatch!Shaw), thus I'm more inclined to interact with folks from those franchises, but there are always exceptions!

I have a small handful of AUs that can be found on my verses page.

If you want to interact with any of my AUs, just specify or message me!

I'm welcome to creating new AUs with folks as well!

IC =/= OOC! Shaw is a very serious character and tends to be rather apathetic and rude at times. I, however, am not him, it is not personal!

Mirror RP - I match your length, and would ask you to do the same! If I write a paragraph or two and only get a sentence back, chances are I’m prooobably not going to RP with you again, sorry!

Dash Games are Free Game! If I didn't tag you in a dash meme or game, like one of those quizzes or templates to fill out, take it anyways. Feel free to assume that I've tagged you, tag me in it too if you complete it. There's nothing I love more than seeing other folks ramble about their muses!

EVERYONE is invited to send me RP memes! ESPECIALLY if we haven't interacted yet!

Asks being turned to threads are awesome and welcome

In fact, I make a habit of turning my asks into starters, so you’re more than welcome to reply to any of those ICly if desired! I scarcely do drabbles for asks unless the prompt is specifically for a drabble.

Please note however, that I prefer to keep all threads to text posts, so if we’re turning an ask post to a thread, I will repost it in a new text post altogether!

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I’m a legal adult, I’m cool with NSFW. Only send NSFW prompts IF I reblogged/invited them though!

IF NSFW threads were to take place here, I would 1. like to discuss it beforehand, and 2. put it under a readmore

If you need me to tag triggers, just message me, I’ll do that

My Discord is available upon request. I will never publicize my Discord information. Same for my BNet info.

[nanamunath]

The Arcana as Musical Theater Songs

Forever yours (Once on this Island) Asra x MC because yes, the whole take my soul to save my lover's soul is the same kind of sacrifice Asra does to bring MC back just slightly different terms.

The Whole "Being Dead" Thing (Beetlejuice The Musical) Valdemar introducing themselves to the rest of the characters lol

Don't Loose your Head (Six The Musical) Is a Valerius bop

"I didn't know i would move in with his Ms." "What?!" "Get a life" "You're living with his wife!" "WHAT WAS I MEANT TO DO?" i can literally see him having that conversation.

You'll Be Back (Hamilton) Lucio lmaooooo do i even need to explain this? they both have such chaotic energy

Get Down (Six the Musical) is a Nadia bop cause she's a queen you can't tell me otherwise, specially in her route, at the Hierophant Realm when Lucio's like "I made you countess" and everyone's like *face palm* "She's literal royalty"

They're Only Human (Death Note The Musical) The Demon courtiers sleepover conversations be like.

Julian Devorak just has Orpheus from Hadestown energy, like:

Example 1: Julian going to the magic realm to talk to the hanged man = Orpheus going to the underworld to convince Hades of freeing Eurydice

Example 2: Julian trying to find a cure for the plague to save the world and working like a maniac and then loosing MC to the plague / Orpheus desperately trying to finish his song to bring spring back and Eurydice signing her life away to Hades.

I rest my case.

That Beautiful Sound (Beetlejuice The Musical) Valdemar and MC (platonic) relationship where they scare the shit out of everyone and are just weird together.

Okay but hear me out i seriously think Valdemar would be like an (adorable???) excited puppy with someone who is just as enthusiastic about death or science as they are so forget about personal space and privacy (and probably sleep), they'll find you anywhere to talk or run experiments with you.

And veryone thought you were all sweet and cute and adorable until you started hanging out with Valdemar, at first they were worried for your safety and then they saw how well you two got along so everyone is afraid of you and/or afraid of what Valdemar might do if they upset or hurt you.

What i know now (Beetlejuice the musical) has Hierophant Valerius vibes or is it just me???

the whole regretting throwing away her life cause she was depressed and then wishing she had known better thing that Miss Argentina has is kind of like Valerius making deals with the devil out of desperation and fear and then finding he had gone too far and he was starting to loose his humanity and regretting it all

I can imagine post Cannon Julian, Asra, Portia, Lucio and MC at the Rowdy Raven singing La Vie Boheme (Rent The Musical) after drinking too much

Honestly The Arcana characters are all a bunch of theater kids and you can't change my mind

I'm Ready (Death Note The Musical) is me romancing the courtiers tbh, y'all can't stop me

All I've ever Known (Hadestown the musical) Is a Muriel and MC song

Some Girls (Once on this Island) is a PortiaxMC song

singing that song to Portia to cheer her up when she feels insecure or compares herself to other beautiful, cultured, high society girls to make her see just how amazing and beautiful she is, just imagine it, I'm soft

Song of the ancestors (Moana) Muriel Route (you know... you know what i mean) or Portia's route, either way i cry.

[ezriadestiel]

It’s been a month since 15.18 aired and I don’t know how time flew. I still keep thinking about the confession and get emotional. Destiel went canon, which was surreal. I mean for all the clowning and living in destiel trash can, this is big deal. Monumental for the best slow burn ship. I’ve never posted anything regarding the ending because I just don’t know what to say other than the sadness of my favorite show ended.

There were/are emotions running high for what destiel represents and also for Eileen. As someone who is not skilled in writing, I really need to document my emotional attachment to this show and even then,I know I’ll fall short on what I want to say. I have to try for my sanity.

The way 15.18 ended with a love confession from a millennial old multi wavelength celestial being was the most beautiful ending of how much he’s changed (character growth). How much his love for Dean changed him that he was happy to sacrifice himself to save the love of his life and to help save the world. It was absolutely wonderful and an emotional goodbye. Misha did justice to Cas. We all know no one dies in the show so I was here waiting in the hopes he's going to be back, mostly by Dean of course. Oh how I was mistaken. 

I can accept 15.19 as to tie up to what happened to Chuck and Jack and that the brothers are now free from Chucks strings. All that's left was to find a way to bring Cas back or Jack did when he brought back everyone and even Eileen. So it makes sense for 15.20 to even exist.

My issue with the finale was, well, everything. 

Not talking about what happened in the bunker to Billie and Cas. 

*Sam mentions Cas*, 

Dean: yeah it hurts but that's life, gonna move on and make sure his sacrifice wasn't a waste. 

Are y'all kidding me? See, I wouldn't have been this mad if Dean wasn't acting like a widower and suicidal in S13 until Cas returned. But he did. He drank and was messed up and angry every time something happened to Cas. So this is way out of character for Dean and even Jensen mentioned he felt the ending was wrong. 

Brushing off Cas’ sacrifice by Dean and his whole reaction at the mention of Cas was not ok at all. Especially when there was a love confession made. 

Destiel went canon after queer baiting for 12 years and hinting Dean bi and him confessing how he wanted to experience certain things for the first time. Then take a 180 and throw it all out the window. All of Dean’s character growth.

I have no issue with the brothers, but I do have issue with the level of codependency. Dean was always scared of Sam leaving but that changed over time because of Cas (yes, that's how I always thought and will). 

He's in heaven. Again *Bobby mentions Cas*. 

Dean: *small smile* That’s it. Make me wonder if he has selective memory loss that, that is all the reaction we got after 15.18. So yeah, I have issue with the finale.

Im not asking a love confession from Dean. I know Dean loved Cas, since it doesn't make sense for his behavior whenever something happens to Cas. Dean is known for how little he thinks of himself and hearing Cas confession is just a shock given their circumstances. I can understand that.

I have issue that Dean chose to drive all the while in heaven’s timeline until Sam joined him, because Cas helped to rebuild heaven like he wished all the years ago and his baby and its ‘almost’ perfect. No asking Cas or Jack, like who freaking cares anyways? not Dean who now knows that Cas loved him. More than a brother or what's the point of Bobby even mention that.

I don't have issue with the brothers reuniting. But making Dean drive all that time and Dean’s heaven is complete only with Sam, the full circle made sense in S1-3 that's where the issue lies. 

They're not just the two anymore. Family doesn't end with blood is the main theme. They are not alone, Jody, donna, bobby, Charlie,Ellen, Cas, Jack, Claire are all their family and in ‘Lebanon’ Dean was proud, he has a family. Then they strip all that and back to just brothers. Thats not character growth. That’s forcing something that the characters have grew out and evolved and it was just that, forced.

On Sam’s part to blur “Eileen”, the character loved by all, a hunter who has hearing disability and strong willed was not even there with them. 

Cas has been a huge part of their life and all their fights and an integral part of the show, literally saving it and he didn't even get a proper acknowledgement and I have issue with that. 

To me the finale felt incomplete and I kept waiting for the end. When it was over I felt incomplete and unsatisfied. To think that it’s mainly Cas not being there says a lot as much as the writers and network people thought otherwise. I honestly wonder these people not realize how important Cas’ presence is to the show? No matter what Misha said, that he was happy about his ending. I don’t feel the same way. I’m not faulting his sacrifice or his performance. It never even discussed is what makes me mad given 12 years of teasing. But why make destiel canon and ignore Cas and his sacrifice and mainly the reason why he did that.

So yes, I’m disappointed about the ending. To blame the pandemic is just an excuse. To think that Dean can be happy only in heaven is another reason. Why can’t they all get a happy ending? Why does Dean have to die? Doesn’t he deserve a life when he never even had a childhood? Why did the writers think that tragedy makes a good story? It backfired anyway. I feel they never even wanted team free will reunite and give that long overdue beach vacation. It’s just incomplete.

[colourlys]

So, let's talk foreshadowing for chapter 956

A perhaps unnecessarily long essay on X Drake. With pictures, because after 10 years, I wanted to be extra.

As I mentioned previously, I have been waiting 10 years for this reveal. When Drake was first introduced, it was no big deal. Former Marine turned pirate/criminal. Happened/s in real life. Thought nothing of it. But when Kizaru started interacting with Drake - that's when it sent up red flags. (Do I detect a pun?)

The Initial Foreshadow

It was Drake who came across Kizaru - not wanting to. Don't blame him. Kizaru may be a goofy guy, but he is seriously dangerous - and of all of the people present, Drake would know that best as a former Marine. 

It was Kizaru addressing Drake as Rear Admiral Drake, present tense, in chapter 508, that first caught my attention. It was small, perhaps a shock on Kizaru's part to see Drake; but an odd and noted statement on my part. Even if characters are "new," there are still base perceptions we should have about them. Such as, Drake is a former Marine: a former Rear Admiral, a higher rank, with what we later learn is possibly a stolen Marine ship, rebranded for his piracy. To begin with: Drake should be a high priority for treason, capture, and execution. But he wasn't, so that's sloppy - but considering Sengoku was at HQ and The Terror Themselves, the Marine Admirals, could float around on an order… that wasn’t adding up. Kizaru calling Drake Rear Admiral... it’s odd. Caught off guard. I’ll let it slide.

Next chapter, 509, Kizaru repeats his mistake - he calls Drake a Rear Admiral (pardon the scanlation error) in the present tense - and then he has to correct himself to Former Rear Admiral.

So, to recap: by this time, Drake is a highly ranked defector with a stolen ship and a reputation of brutality months to at least a year in the making in order to establish himself a reputation as a Supernova. For Kizaru to be making the mistake of referring to his rank in the present tense twice, one has to question why. Drake should be well established, well spoken of, as a former within the ranks of the military, and particularly the upper echelon who would be keeping tabs on him and his destruction because, for some reason, they’re allowing it. Kizaru then goes into an explanation and over the pages Drake is uncomfortable, seemingly because he is with still Admiral Kizaru and he wants to leave. In reality and in my interpretation, Kizaru is almost playful, taunting even, as if he and Drake are in on a joke others aren't supposed to know about. Like, “See, I came this close to saying something I shouldn't have, but I recovered at the last minute, you see? A total save.”

Kizaru proceeds with a thorough thrashing of the present pirates, because that's his job and the role Drake has accepted as an undercover agent. Because by this time, to me, it was obvious Drake was not a real defector but for some reason undercover. Kizaru couldn't blow the cover of their agent, so he kicked the asses of all present and let them all go because Drake had a job to complete. If he let just one pirate (Drake) go, it'd have been suspicious. Kizaru had to act accordingly. The Straw Hats needed apprehending also aided in this, as it gave him an excuse to leave the defeated pirates for pickup by other Marines.

Another thing of interest is Kizaru giving Drake permission to attack the Pacifista in chapter 509. In doing so, this would allow Drake to know that he has a superior’s permission to essentially damage their own weapon (because he might not inherently have wanted to), but it would also allow Marines to gauge the effectiveness of the Pacifista against an opponent with fully known abilities. It would also help Drake in gaining the ‘trust’ of the other pirates, who might become suspicious if Drake is hesitant to participate.

So, Why Drake In Particular?

Play the audio.

Because he's a fucking dinosaur, that's why. Like Kaido of the Beasts ain't gonna want another fucking dinosaur in his ranks. Only two his besties are an herbivorous dinosaur and a pteronodon, so an actual fucking carnivorous dinosaur? Hell fucking yeah.

So, after the Battle of Marineford, when our Supernovas are heading off to the New World, Paradise, we learn Drake's intention: challenge Kaido.

How to Impress Your Local Dragon Emperor

I don't know about y'all, but when Drake attacked Scotch, to me, it didn’t seem like a challenge towards Kaido for territory or to overthrow him. As a former Marine of considerable rank, Drake shouldn’t be that stupid. He knows how to plan and attack. In other words, this was strategic and for a purpose. This was more of a knock on Kaido's door for attention and admission into the club than to piss all over his doorstep like a dog claiming territory (sort of like the beef between a certain redheaded guy with another redheaded guy). As previously established in the last several years of this series, Kaido was impressed and let him in.

Keeping Up the Facade, part 1

The real question is, does Kaido suspects anything?

As someone who has been looking forward to this; like everybody else, I've kinda grown fond of my slowly building impressions of Drake and worry for his general safety. You know, our beloved Rosinante has placed some worry in our hearts. In-story, Drake’s been undercover with Kaido for 2 years. That’s enough time to build trust, but the trust of someone with Drake’s background would be harder to keep. Either Kaido trusts blindly once you’re sworn (and proven) your allegiance, or he’s always going to have a hint of suspicion.

Speaking of Rosi: The Flashback, on Minion Island

The flashback introduction of Drake brings us the introduction of Drake's father, the Marine turned abusive pirate, Barrels. To throw a little head cannon in; honestly, I wouldn't be surprised if Barrels forced Drake to eat the devil fruit to get the power from it, in the form of someone he can control, but not have to suffer any of the actual consequences of having eaten a devil fruit. Drake was shown to be a happy kid in the SBS. Drake, by the time of the flashback, was between 19 and 20 years old - an adult - and he did not fight back against or leave his abusive father. Trigger warning for abuse victims and survivors. He was terrified of his father. He probably took that abuse for many years and was expected to take it without a whimper or cowering; think back to how he braced himself for Kizaru’s kick. He was old enough to leave, but he couldn't. Why? Because he feared his father. His father could track him down before he got away, harm him, maybe he’d even tried it before; probably told him he'd amount to nothing in the real world, especially if found out to be a pirate; and Barrels probably told Drake exactly what would happen to him if he was caught for trying to escape, or trying to escape again. Escape was useless. There would never be any escaping, so why even bother.

I, myself, have experience as an abuse survivor. I have decided not to go into it, but please know that I do recall my experiences when it comes to understanding others - even fictional characters.

To finish this section up: we all cope in different ways. Even if the story is fictional, a lot of us find familiarity in that fictional situation and know how the fictional people might turn out - just like us real people. There are some people who will become abusers, oftentimes reflecting our abuser. Some who might abuse themselves but not other people. But there are also a lot of us who will not do any kind of defiance, abuse, or harm (to ourselves or otherwise) without reason because we know what it's like to be subjected to unwarranted cruelty. End trigger warning.

If there is one thing Oda does right, it is character development. Drake “becoming like his father by abandoning the Marines to become a violent pirate” or “wanting to see the other side,” it doesn’t make much sense when you finally get to the flashback. When Dolfamingo attacked Minion Island, Drake fled for his life. He was absolutely terrified. Terrified of Doflamingo, terrified of his father. He ran right into the arms of the Marines. A young, unwitting pirate, preferred the Marines over his own father. And he felt little remorse that his father died. And unlike Kizaru’s suggestion, he doesn’t really need to “see the other side” considering, you know, he was previously a pirate. (Probably not common knowledge.)

The Marines could put 2 and 2 together. This kid they found was Barrels' son. (Had the same surname.) He was an accomplice. Under duress. Rather than punish him, he was allowed to join the Marines. Yeah, there's a possibility it could have been 'punishment' or an alternative, but it also could have been something he wanted. He honestly probably didn't have much else in life, or maybe when he was little he considered becoming a Marine like his father, and to help people, not hurt them. (He also probably later adopted the X because it carries the same value as Diez, but distances himself from his father personally and professionally; or he just adopted it for piracy.) If Drake had the violent tendencies his father had towards him, it would have been noted earlier by the Marines and probably shown in his earlier appearances. Instead, we always received a very calm, observant persona.

With his experience and skills, Drake was the perfect person to go undercover in Kaido's ranks. Maybe the Marines were curious about Kaido's growing fleet, the SMILE, or maybe there are Marine spies in all of the Emperors’ fleets. Drake just fit perfectly into Kaido's fleet.

Keeping Up the Facade, part 2

As for the “bad” things we know Drake must have done as a pirate and under Kaido. There’s no reason to disbelieve that some of it could be exaggerated, particularly early on. Quite a bit would have to be honestly earned. So going back to the abuse Drake endured. While not all abuse victims become abusers, it is still important to understand that all abuse victims compartmentalize their abuse and tend to dissociate from it. We had to endure abuse, and we all developed ways with coping with it. Not all of us will inflict pain on other people (most of us will not), but we can under certain circumstances and for specific reasons. Not from evil intent, but because we might deem the action necessary in a more clinical, observational way.

To put it in context of Drake, he endured abuse under his father. Joined the Marines. Perhaps despises pirates, or perhaps just despises certain pirates and mentalities. He has agreed to help spy on Kaido, which means adopting the persona of an abuser and a pirate. Drake has this background through knowledge of his father and personal experiences. He probably doesn’t feel good about the things he has done, has to do, and witnesses, but he can compartmentalize his feelings. He can separate his emotions from his actions. He has put up a mental wall that protects his humanity from his inhumane actions, allowing him to do things in a dissociated way while still remaining fully conscious and in control.

Which brings us to the present Wano arc. He’s fulfilling his role as a Headliner by going after the dissenters of Orochi and Kaido, such as the Alliance and the incredible Stealth Black (less incredible O-Soba Mask). But he’s also shown hints of reservation, such as his refusal to enter the bathhouse. Now, already having this perception of Drake in my mind, it worked for me. He’s not just a “shy boy,” he’s a modest boy, a decent boy. He’s playing a bad guy, he’s not actually a bad guy. Going in a bathhouse full of women in varying states of undress. Sorry, a good guy, a Marine, more than likely isn’t going to do that without feeling ashamed or embarrassed, especially if people of the opposite gender are involved.

In addition, Hawkins has hinted Drake has been behaving strangely in their capture of Law. We later learn that Drake more than likely assisted in Law’s release. Next two questions would be, what was Drake doing, and if and how much Drake told Law about his role (if Law didn’t already know about it)? There’s some speculation that Law and Drake maybe already have a familiarity: as citizens of North Blue, the fact that Drake’s father had and was looking to sell the Ope Ope fruit, while Law is currently the user/carrier of said fruit, and the fact that Drake may have served some of his time in North Blue. Or they met each other on the Grand Line. Or Law may have previously overhead/seen Drake reporting to the Marines. Really, speculation is endless. (There’s also more theorization involving Koby’s connection to Law.)

But then we have to consider the Marines. Particularly, Sakazuki and Borsalino (Akainu and Kizaru) discussing what to do with Wano.

Play the video, Kronk.

Like, how would you know about the strength of the samurai? Where are you gonna be getting that information if not from somebody on Wano? Probably not somebody native to Wano, as whoever it is would have to have connections to the Marines. That person would had to have fled Wano, joined the Marines, gained a reputation as a trustworthy Marine, only to sneak back into Wano, and gain another reputation as a trustworthy follower of Kaido or Orochi in order to become useful as a spy, when a Wano defector probably wouldn’t be re-accepted. I mean, there could be an easier way.

In all seriousness, it is interesting that the Marines seem to have an interest in intervening on Wano. Either to pull Drake out or to actually overthrow Kaido.

The next question would be whether Oda was just being cryptic in his delivery of the conversation between Sakazuki and Borsalino for the sake of keeping the Drake reveal private to us, or if the Marines themselves are suspicious that someone is eavesdropping on them or has ulterior motives?

Perhaps CP0? The World Government?

Of course, it could be an open secret for the upper echelon of the Marines and Sakazuki is actually just waiting for intel before blowing Drake’s cover (which could get him killed - not what you want to do to your spy). We’ll just have to watch how things play out.

In my not so serious conclusion to an absurdly long post, with this knowledge, Drake’s first appearance really went more like...

Chapter references will be in the comments.

[mieczyhale]

because tumblr is the way that it is i have no idea what you have/nt seen?? so i guess here’s just all the recent TUA-related shit ;snklfd @hellomyguru

it sure would be nice of them to notify people about notifications wouldn’t it??

my tags on this post:: #y e s #okay like i love the lil klaus they gave us #for sure#but klaus has curls?? and bby didnt really?? and like it makes sense bc considering reginald's.. everything.. he would have done whatever he#could to tame them / keep them under control yknow?? he doesnt like different and he doesnt like things that arent prim and proper#which is what he'd consider curls to NOT be#esp. with how wild those curls woulda been like#and i mean i know adult klaus's hair was more mess & not really curly but towards the end of the season you could def see his hair rebelling#so #anyway #here's wonderwall 

my tags on this post::   #klaus and dave#even if you play it with dave being 30 too instead of 40 this is still fucking funny#i can imagine this interaction perfectly and it kills me sfhkdjccj

a post on my change in how i tag my original TUA posts

a question you asked that i answered

a post on klaus, reginald, and medicine

a shitpost about dave

my reply to a reply on my broken jaw post

my reply to your reply on my broken jaw post

my tags on this post:: #does klaus know what he threw out tho?? like he barely glanced at the stuff he pulled out of the box before throwing it away#he clearly thought that whatever it was wasnt important - i mean he also wouldnt have cared bc gotta get them drugs baby but still#and at what point would he have told five that he threw out some of their dads shit?? like.. at which interaction would that have made sense#the dumpster?? not really. five immediately declares he doesn't care what klaus is doing and then klaus is distracted by the opportunity to#get some money in an easier way than normal and then he bit into a dumpster bagel and five was leaving. he left.#OH and now that im thinking more about it - klaus refers to the stuff from the box as 'priceless crap' / 'priceless shit' so there's a#chance he A. really didnt pay attention to what he was throwing away - which makes sense considering his desperation#or B. he forgot. drugs arent known for being great for your memory and then a lot of shit went down really fast so..#the lab?? also wouldnt have made sense for a few reasons but mostly bc at no point did they talk about anything other than fake eyes and#relationships. during the family meeting that five appears in the middle of?? maybe. but five had a very narrow focus and the others#talked a lot and over each other and the whole time klaus is off to the side sick - very clearly having a hard time focusing and staying#upright and again - a lot has fucking happened - so there's no way he would've even considered the papers from 10 months ago as being#relevant. IF he remembered them at all.#oh and then he didnt even really acknowledge the apocalypse thing until episode 6 and he spent all of episode 4 being tortured#and he came back and spent episode 5 just trying to adjust to being back - having just lost dave and left a warzone - and he just.. has his#grief to deal with so nothing else is even on his radar#what im saying is#there's a lot going on and there never would've been a time to bring it up even if he did know/remember what he threw away#in my big dumb pan opinion#i know this post isnt that serious but i read it and had to word vomit#anyway #sgkskccj #carry on y'all

my tags on this post::   #oh shit fuck!!! this!!!!!! im always here for emotions and powers being tied - ESPECIALLY when people dont know it#including the person who has the powers like... everyone being oblivious fucks#which is kind of why i agree with and support klaus's powers being tied to his emotions. 1. people just out here being completely oblivious#and ignorant towards klaus and everything related to him and 2. klaus being just as oblivious like.. between over half a lifetime of#substance abuse and addiction?? that happened in the first place bc klaus was terrified of and hated his powers?? there is so much that he#can do. i personally believe he's incredibly powerful and the longer he stays sober the more everybody is gonna see that#and none of them will expect it. tbh also?? i firmly believe - despite his alien status and knowing things - that not even reginald#had any fucking idea. bc i mean he clearly had no real idea of how klaus's powers worked. his training decisions proved that. his#experiments proved that. is there anything in canon to support any of this hc - you ask - why yes. yes there is. in my opinion of course. i#know not everyone sees things the same way. but 1. klaus returning from vietnam. he beat up the suitcase p well but while it sparks?thats it#and throwing it isnt - on its own - going to make it explode. thats just not believable. its a time traveling briefcase. that shits STURDY#and if im remembering right - it didnt explode right away. it didnt happen until klaus screamed and i dont think thats a coincidence#he does have telekinesis after all. and 2. making ben corporeal in the last episode. that did not seem like a conscious decision. he ran#into that room. got shot sat. ducked. and then suddenly he has glowing hands and bentacles was seen by all. it all happened in a matter of#seconds and it would've freaked anyone out but with his powers klaus wanted ben there - he wanted ben to help - even if he didnt know it#himself. in one second he had elevated emotions - elevated anxiety and possibly fear and he wanted to do something just.. ANYTHING. he#wanted to not die and he wanted his siblings to not die and he wanted to help but he alone couldnt and ben is his closest#brother - sorry not sorry - and then also sorry not sorry but ptsd?? from vietnam and guns?? yeah. so everything just.. fell together and#it triggered his powers. and i can see that happening a lot. he's having a hard day and he can see dave and talk to him but he#cant be held by him and it just makes everything worse and suddenly dave is THERE there and klaus doesnt know how he did it but w.e#he's just so happy he did. and he accidentally conjures patch while he and diego are talking about her and diego thinks klaus did it on#purpose. to hurt him? idk. but he's pissed and klaus is just confused - not really registering the heartache he had been feeling for diego#when she suddenly appeared. im leaving this with 2 examples only bc imma run outta tags otherwise fkdmdnd BUT give me klaus levitating for#the first time when he's sitting cross legged on the floor of the living room or standing idk but he's content and sleepy ans suddenly#there's confused voices and shouting and he opens his eyes to find he's in the same position but now he's five feet off the ground and#WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK yknow?? oooh and more on his telekinesis?? unintentionally launching shit at people when he gets pissed. luther takes a#little gardening shovl to the face. the others keep treating him like shit - like he hasnt changed - and he snaps during a meeting and a#vase JUST misses somebody's head or smth?? it would be great. and dont even get me started on the Not Fucking Dying aspect bc thats a whole#other rodeo. but even that.. i think its emotionally tied and how long he stays dead depends on how he felt when he died. he can control it#from the other side yknow?? anyway i def need to do an actual post on this i think later bc im outta tags lmao

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chemistry // part one

pairings: teacher!dylan o'brien x student!reader.

warnings: just some cursing.

a/n: I am really really excited about this new series, so I hope y'all like chemistry teacher O'Brien just as much as I do.

word count: 2k+

While taking a seat at the back of the classroom, due to the fact I had arrived fifteen minutes later than I should have, I couldn’t help but think this day had had an awful start. First, I woke up half an hour past from my normal timing, which got me rushing to shower, brush my teeth and snatch an apple from the huge bowl at the kitchen table; Second, my mother’s car broke down, meaning I had to wait ten minutes to get a cab, then, third, once at my school, I had to face the embarrassment from walking in late on Mr. O'Brien’s chemistry class, who, in the matter, hated being interrupted after his lecture had started, which made me earn to myself a stink eye for doing exactly that.

To my luck, the twenty-six year old teacher liked me quite a lot, due to my success on his class, therefore I wouldn’t get a detention or have my mother wandering at school; on the other hand, it was the third time it happened this week, not on purpose, obviously, but still… Urgh. I could bet he would give me a warning.

Sighing, I grabbed a pen, scribbling down at my notebook the formulas noted on the chalkboard, in hopes I wouldn’t be so lost on the new subject. I was so absented minded lately… I honestly didn’t think my parents getting divorce would affect me so much.

“Miss Emerson, would you do me the favour of stop chewing that gum?” O'Brien said, dropping the chalk over his desk, directing a cold gaze to the blonde girl sat beside me. “No one can focus on me, or in chemistry, when someone doesn’t know who to do that quietly.”

A couple of laughs spread across the place, causing the mighty Briannah Emerson to pout, clearly pissed at the teacher’s remark. She was used to having everyone around her finger; however, when this gorgeous, I am forced to admit, man walked inside the class and didn’t give two shits about her, I guess it hurt her pride. Also, his sarcastic comebacks didn’t do much to sooth her feelings either.

I’m not going to lie, I sort of enjoyed see that blonde being put on her place like that; the girl was a freaking nightmare to everyone who didn’t belong to her little squad. Yes, me included. Nothing that, after years of putting up with her, I hadn’t grown used to.

“Okay, Mr. O'Brien, if that’s your wish. Sorry to bother you so much.”

If this girl didn’t go into the acting business, Hollywood would be missing out on a great actress, because she actually stood up, eyes slightly glassy, and spat the the thing into the bin, returning to her seat afterwards. In the meantime, I was damn sure she unbuttoned her white blouse, for her big, siliconed breasts were almost popping out of it. Fuck, does she really think he’ll pay attention to her like that?

“Alright, shall we come back to gas behaviour now?”

As soon as everyone nodded, he gave his back to us, providing me with a great view of his ass. Oh bite me, it wasn’t wrong to admire your teacher’s physic, was it? Either way, damn, that man was handsome. The growing scruff, the toned muscles, the eyes… Shit, everything about him was purely sexy. No wonder every girl was dying to be on his class. Even some of the boys were interested as well. It was pretty crazy.

I bit my bottom lip, moving uncomfortably on my chair, hoping that distracting myself with external activities would take those dirty thoughts out of my mind.

“Is everything okay, Miss Smith? Do you have any questions on the subject?”

“N-No.” I stammered, eyes wide. “I’m okay.”

It was then that my chemistry teacher shot me a reassuring smile, which, since we’re in the subject, did not help getting the wrong thoughts out of my head. His deep voice calling me ‘Miss Smith’ wasn’t helpful either. Fuck, my entire body reacted to him and suddenly I realised I had a question indeed:

When would he lose his morals and look at someone nine years younger who happened to be his pupil?

The next thirty minutes went by really fast, like most of O'Brien’s lectures. He was a really amazing teacher, the kind that got you hooked on what he was saying, eager to learn. Therefore, it wasn’t a surprise I only came down to my senses when everyone was already leaving to their next class. However, on Thursdays I had a free period before European History class, so I didn’t have to hush out and could perfectly finish my notes. Mr. O'Brien never really cared about my presence, he would just sat at his table and grade some papers. A good, peaceful silence amidst us.

Yet, Karen Williams, also known as my best friend, wasn’t in the mood to leave me alone so I could do my stuff quietly. Matter fact, she was dying to fill me in on her date with Brett Michaels the night prior; and I swear I wanted to hear, but chemistry sort of sucked me in. I loved the subject with all my heart.

Yes, a passion entirely unrelated to the fact I had a hot teacher. I swear!

“Are you going to stay here?”

“Just a little bit longer, yeah. I’m polishing my notes.”

“Such a geek.” The brown haired girl chuckled, pulling a chair to sit next to me. “By the way, last night was incredible. He took me to-”

“Excuse me, but, uh, may I have a minute, miss Smith?” The mole speckled man interrupted my friend, earning to himself two confused gazes. “In private, preferably.”

“Fine. Would you do the kindness of waiting for me outside, Karen? Or you can go to your next class if you want.”

“Saved by the bell. Or the teacher if you will.” Her green eyes were playful when they met mine. “I’ll go, but don’t think it’s over. You’re still listening to the story.”

“Looking forward to it.”

Karen trudged outside without any further words, slammed the door shut and left me, for the first time ever since we began this semester, I must stress, completely alone with Mr. O'Brien. I mean, of course he and I had had a few conversations after the lecture hours, still, not one of them were by ourselves. Nevertheless, it wasn’t exactly the time for me to acting like a child; it isn’t like he’s going to murder me then dump my body on the ocean, right?

I sighed, swiftly dropping my blue pen and watching as the man took my friend’s seat, his knee touching the side of my thigh carelessly. His eyes were now melted honey, staring me so strongly I even lost a breath there.

In the end, my teacher’s blazing look made me feel a bit intimidated, and hot, so I scoffed, getting him to look away, clearly embarrassed to be caught gazing at me.

“What did you want to talk about, Mr. O'Brien?”

“I wanted to ask you, actually, what has been going on with you.”

My eyebrows furrowed in confusion and I saw myself crossing my arms tightly against my chest.

“Excuse me? Why are you asking me that?”

“Well, you have always been an excellent student, but, lately, you have been a tad reckless. Coming in late, your grades dropping slightly… I wonder if you would need, or want, a tutor.”

Without me even noticing, I pulled my bottom lip to be between my teeth whilst my eyes narrowed. I knew I wasn’t at my best in the past couple of weeks, yet, it never occurred to me that I would need tutoring. Well, maybe or twice I may have had dirty dreams about him offering to teach me off-class, but never thought it would actually happen.

“Uh, there's some personal stuff going on, but it's not-”

“You’re my best student, Miss Smith, and I would love to see you blossoming in the area, which means I’m willing teach you further than our foretold hours. Be here at five, tomorrow.”

“You don’t have to. I can-”

“It’s not a bother, as I said, you’re really good at it. I just want to help you get straightened out.”

“Oh, okay, then, if you insist. So, I’ll see you tomorrow, I guess.”

He smiled at me gently, nodding, and patted my knee, erupting a series goosebumps to crawl over my skin. Then, the brown haired man licked his lips, stood up and went to his desk while I quickly threw my stuff back into my bag, leaving the place in hopes he hadn’t seen the flush that spread across my cheeks.

Stepping outside, I noticed that Karen had already left to her Biology class, because I probably took longer than I should have talking to him. Nonetheless, a huge fuck to that, for I needed to vent with someone about the fact my extremely hot teacher had just invited me to a private class. Not that anything was going happen, hell, he was just being nice, but still… I was nervous.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

Lord help me get through this day, otherwise I think I might experience spontaneous combustion and blow myself up.

“No way!”

Karen was sitting on one corner of my bed, a thick notebook lying on her lap and a pencil marking the page where our homework was. However, neither of us was actually studying. Instead we were shamefully gossipping, mostly letting one another updated on the newest things happening. God, I loved our chats.

The girl babbled to me about her wonderful date, how Brett was marvellous etc, etc. Part of the time things were so adorably sweet I felt like throwing up. I was definitely not one of those girls who is into cheesy, romantic stuff. On the other hand, the thought of being alone with Mr. O'Brien had been chewing my brain. I needed to tell someone, therefore, my friend was now staring at me completely stunned, her eyes wide and mouth parted.

“Yes, and the worst is I can't help but be nervous.”

“Why are you nervous? Do you think he’s into you?”

“No!” I exclaimed, shaking my head effusively. “He’s my teacher. It’s wrong!”

“Which means you want it.” A smug grin pulled the corners of her lips. “I’m not judging, Mr. O'Brien is really hot.”

“That’s not what I meant, you dirty hoe.” Rolling my eyes, I threw a pillow at her, causing a fit of laughter to spread across my bedroom. “But still, do you think there would be a problem if I went to the meeting?”

“Well, I’d keep my eyes peeled, because he’s obviously into you, but I think we had that established.”

“He’s not into me.”

“Of course he is!” Williams shrugged, opening her book one more time. “This is perfect and I really think you should go forward. What do you have to lose?”

“‘What do I have to lose’, are you serious?” A small huff slipped past my lips. “I have my future scholarship to lose. Plus, he could get fired. I could get expelled. A lot of things could go wrong if anything happened between us.”

“Don’t be such a pessimist.” She mumbled, giving me a comforting smile. “That is only if you two get caught.”

“Why am I still friend’s with you again?”

“Because I am an extraordinary friend.” Karen joked, another chuckle leaving her throat. “I’m just kidding, you know it. But I bet Mr. McHottie will be disappointed.”

“Shut up, Karen!”

We exchanged a couple of more laughs then returned to our school duties, a silence hovering over our heads whilst a soft jazz music played in the background. Still, no matter how hard I tried to focus on the calculus exercise I needed to get done, the image of his liquid honey eyes refused to leave. Almost as if it was etched to my brain, haunting my thoughts.

Any normal person would not be fantasizing about their teacher when all he has done was be a nice pea and help out. However, I, apparently, am not normal, because the more I thought about, the more excited I got to be with him alone.

Damn, I really needed to get a grip on myself, if not, I would probably end up ruining everything in my life.

[thespellweavingspirit]

Spellweaving: The basics

What is spellweaving?

Spellweaving, also called spellcrafting, is the art of creating spells for use in both the physical and astral realms. Obviously, the applications for such a craft are practically endless and therefore for everyone's safety, there are a few general rules/guidelines one should follow when beginning this path.

Be aware of your own abilities and limitations. Creating a spell that is too powerful and/or complex for you to handle could be harmful to yourself and those around you, even potentially fatal if you screw up enough. I once tried to create a glamour-type spell using music magic and tested it on the people in my choir class. (Terrible idea, I know, but making mistakes is part of the process.) The goal was to improve the overall sound of everyone in the room by motivating the people themselves, making them more focused on what they were doing. My mistake was the energy source I used to power the spell; my own reserves at the time weren't nearly enough to affect over 60 people all at once and so the spell broke away from me, seeking other sources of energy. Those sources ended up being the students, which drained everyone and ended up having the opposite effect I was going for: they were too tired to do much, even if they did have the motivation and focus on doing so. 

You're going to want to test your spells, and sometimes those spells will only work on living entities. For example, manipulation-type magic such as glamours and hypnosis only work on the minds of the beings you encounter or perform on. I highly recommend doing this on the astral, specifically on your mindscape, so you can create a construct or something that won't be harmed if your spell goes wrong. If this is not possible, please find a willing subject that is capable of defending themself/countering spells. If you have a guide, they will likely do this for you. Alternatively, many people in the witch community encourage experimenting and are willing to be lab mice.

This is an advanced form of magic, which is why you probably don't see many people talking about it. As with all advanced areas of study, there are some things you should know prior to delving in: energy work, correspondences, how spells actually work in the realms, etc. I'll talk more about all of these specific to spellweaving, but you should already have the basics down.

Spellweaving is all about creative freedom. When it comes to actually creating the spell there are no restrictions, so it's important to go through all the steps to make sure you don't create unnecessary disasters (you're going to have plenty of those, so don't be discouraged if it does happen) that could have easily been avoided by setting up a containment barrier or something (otherwise known as magic circles, circles, wards, etc).

How does it work?

You've probably already heard that spells are like recipes. The difference between spellweaving and spellcasting is that in spellcasting, the recipe is already created for you. You might make substitutions here and there, but generally, it's the same spell that someone else has already woven together. In spellweaving, you combine different "ingredients" to produce an outcome. These spells can be as simple or as complex as you need them to be. I'm going to use the cooking analogy to illustrate my point here because analogies are fun.

Imagine you have an apple. You could eat the apple, and that would be fine, but you'd only have one flavor going on there. If apples were the words of a spell, you'd have just that: the words. Incantation spells usually have two components though: the words and the energy that activates them. I eat my apples with caramel. You might eat yours with peanut butter, but the principle is the same: that added flavor makes a better snack. If caramel or peanut butter are the energies behind a spell, it makes the spell itself stronger. One thread is easy to break. Two spun together is harder. A strong rope of thread is nearly impossible to break with pure force; you'd need a lot of it. (Yes, there's a reason it's called "spellweaving.")

As you would guess, spellweaving applies the skills of many different basic forms of magic in practical use. The variety of spells one can create is not limited so there are many different specializations one could take. I personally spend time creating spells that use pure energy, chants, herbs, and symbols. Because of this, I have lots of background knowledge on energy work, herbal correspondences, language, and different symbolic forms of magic including glyphs, sigils, runes, and alchemical symbols.

Advanced magic such as spellweaving is the time when you start to specialize in specific areas of magic, rather than learning as much as you can about everything like you've probably previously done. It allows for expansive study in areas that not everyone delves into. Almost everyone learns (when they're first beginning as a witch) the basic principles of correspondences, energy, meditation, etc. but not everyone explores any of these things further. It's not advanced because it's necessarily difficult, but because it combines previous knowledge and introduces theories and practices that are a bit more complex. Consider this as you learn more about it and start to work out what kinds of magic you might want to create so that you can expand your background knowledge on the necessary subjects.

Okay, but how can I get started?

I'm glad you asked! First of all, you should still continue to study more basic forms of magic. I know it seems silly and redundant, but the basics are the root for these more complex magics and will help you immensely. I strongly recommend, specifically, the creation and maintenance of wards/containment barriers. Magic is generally not physical and easily breaks away from you if not watched closely. Especially in the creation of spells, this is important because creative things often go wrong. It's like, when you first start out throwing (making pottery on a wheel) you use a splash pan (a bucket that fits around the wheel) so that you don't fling water and slip everywhere. Similarly, the barrier will make it so that you don't fling untamed magic everywhere.

Secondly, you should study the construct of existing spells. Figure out why they were crafted the way they were, why they work like this. This will help you when weaving your own spells because you'll already know what types of things you should include. Additionally, consider the types of spells you might want to create and study up on those. Incantations, curses, enchanting, potions, material spells, energy spells--these are all examples of different types of spells. The actual list is very long. I might create a post on the types of spells and what they do/what they're made of in this series.

Speaking of a series. Don't worry--I'm not going to leave y'all hanging here. I'll be going into specifics about many of the things I've mentioned and more. You can expect highly detailed instructional how-to posts, informational posts like this one, and lessons with a bit of practice work thrown in there. I'm not sure how long this series is going to be, but I'm sure it will help someone out there. Hope you're interested and I wish you the best of luck on your path!

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It Takes Two Ch. 2

So, because I'm nice and got this chapter done in three days, I decided to post it for y'all after going through the round of edits. I'm really looking forward to some of things that I have planned for this fic and as I was rereading through my fic notes there's one instance in particular that I can't wait to expand on, but it sadly won't be happening for a while yet.

In the mean time, enjoy some more from our lovely boys! :D

(P.S. There's also a pretty good chance that you might be getting a second update for this fic from me this week, so be sure to leave me lots of nice comments, okay? :* :D Love you all, lots!) 

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Tim blinked his eyes open slowly. The sun was peeking through the opening where his blackout curtains didn’t quite meet and forcing light into his otherwise dark room. He brought a hand up to rub at his eyes, confused as to why he wasn’t waking up to the sound of an alarm. It took him a minute to remember that he hadn’t set one the night before. And that thought had him stiffening and sitting up quickly in bed.

“I was dreaming. There’s no way…” he looked down hesitantly. He’d gone to bed in only his boxers, but the blanket was bunched up around his waist. He reached or it slowly, afraid that something was going to jump out at him. Maybe if he was lucky it would be Dick or Jason saying that it was all some huge joke and that he hadn’t actually been captured by some evil scientist dude.

Tim nudged the blanket aside slowly and groaned when he saw the first hint of red on his skin. He fell back onto the mattress, throwing on arm over his face. Maybe if he ignored it all long enough or blocked it out, it would just go away.

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he chastised himself. There was no way that this was just going to go away on its own. “Fine, fine. I’ll get up and start doing some research. I’ve had enough sleep anyway.”

He sat up and swung his legs over the edge of his bed, but they got caught in his blanket and sent him crashing to the floor. He grumbled into the carpet, face smooshed against it and arms splayed out above his head. He groaned.

“This day is just going to keep getting better and better.” Tim pushed himself onto his back and stared at the ceiling, letting his arms lie open from his sides. His phone vibrated once where he’d left it on his bedside table and he pushed himself up to and into a sitting position. He grabbed his phone and leaned against his bed as he swiped to open the new message.

Jason: I hope you have a good explanation for waking me up so early with whatever it was you just did.

Tim: Sorry, fell out of bed

Jason: I thought that you said you were going to sleep for two days? That’s not sleeping for two days!

Tim rolled his eyes and got to his feet. He typed out a reply as he walked through his apartment to get to the kitchen. He was up now and that meant one thing: coffee.

Tim: Hey, I didn’t set an alarm so I woke up naturally, which means that it’s time for me to get to work.

Jason: Can’t you just relax for a day or two on this?

Tim: Even if I was letting the whole finding the scientist dude fall to the side, I still have schoolwork and stuff with WE

Tim sighed as the smell of brewing coffee began to fill the apartment. He set his phone on the counter and pulled a mug from the cabinet as he waited for a response from Jason. He pulled the now full coffee pot from the coffee maker and filled his mug before grabbing his phone and moving over to the couch. He leaned up against the arm and tucked his feet underneath him, holding his mug in one hand and phone in the other as it vibrated again.

Jason: Now you’re just making me feel guilty. Don’t worry about the mad scientist dude, I’ll look into him. You just focus on everything else.

Tim balanced his mug on the arm of the couch so he could type with both of his hands.

Tim: I’m not going to leave you with all the work. We’ll have more luck if we’re both working on this, not just one or the other.

Jason: Geez, you can’t just let someone do something nice for you, can you?

Tim grinned.

Tim: Sorry, it’s not in my nature.

Jason: Alright, fine! I’ll check in with you later and let you know if I find anything.

Tim chuckled and set his phone to the side. He downed the remainder of his coffee and got up to get a refill. When he returned, he perched himself on the edge of the couch and set his mug on the coffee table, pulling his laptop towards himself and starting it up. Tim began his search by looking up records of the abandoned hospital they’d been in the night before.

Like Tim had known, the hospital was abandoned when it couldn’t handle the medical demand anymore and a larger hospital was needed and built. What he didn’t know was that the workers had apparently specialized in caring for children and that was the largest portion of their patients. His brow furrowed when he stumbled upon news reports of some sort of conspiracy that had come out just before the hospital had closed down.

There had apparently been a large number of complaints filed by the parents of the children who had stayed at the hospital. Reports that they’d been experimented on or complained of feeling weird bouts of pain. The families had pointed fingers at a certain doctor, Roger Peterson, but the hospital and the doctor himself hadn’t offered any comment with regards to the accusations.

Tim made a mental note of the name and to go snooping through medical records and any personal files that were still hanging around the internet or old medical databases to find out just who this doctor was. He opened a new tab in his web browser and started his search for any news articles that had already been posted about the hospital being destroyed the night before.

Sadly, the only thing that he managed to find was a short article written by an independent news source. It didn’t have any direct quotes in the article and the only mention was that there were apparently reports of people hearing an explosion in the early hours of the morning and that they’d found the rubble. There wasn’t even a picture which was even more frustrating. He’d just have to wait and hope that something else would be published later in the day or it would be covered by the news.

And if it wasn’t…then he probably had a lot more digging to do and potential government involvement to watch out for. And that was never fun to deal with.

Tim jumped up from the couch and walked over to the desk that was set up in the corner of the room. He opened the drawer and pulled out one of the many USB drives that he had stored inside that weren’t in use at the moment. He returned to his seat and plugged it into his computer, opening a Word doc and starting a case file for their mad scientist friend as he gathered information.

He almost wished that he had the drive that he’d used to keep all of the information that he and Jason had already gathered on the scientist when they were trying to track him down, but Jason had that one in his apartment and Tim hadn’t wanted to risk having two copies of everything floating around. The advance in technology sort of made him miss the days of file folders and pin boards, but only for the aesthetic really. Working with those was really asking for trouble and he wasn’t in the mood for his identity to become compromised. You can’t exactly password protect pieces of paper.

He copied the links for the older news articles he’d found and the one over the collapse that morning and made a note to look up any files or records on Roger Peterson later. If the experiments that had been mentioned held any truth to them, than the child abductions that he and Jason had been looking into suddenly made a lot more sense. He’d have to run that by Jason later and get his thoughts on the whole case.

He picked up his phone and shot off a quick text.

Tim: Meet me at the rendezvous point at midnight tonight.

Not worried about a reply at that moment, he saved his file on the hard drive and pulled it free, setting it on the table next to his computer. He looked into the bottom of his empty coffee cup and sighed, getting up to get yet another refill. The realities of his school and work responsibilities were rearing their ugly heads meaning he had to put the vigilante work to the side for the moment and focus on other things.

Tim was slumped over the table hating everything about life and his responsibilities when his phone vibrated. He sighed far too dramatically for the fact that he was alone and sat up, pulling his phone over to him.

Jason: Got it. I’m assuming you have a lead?

Tim: Possibly. If anything it’ll just give us more information as to who our scientist friend actually is.

Jason: Cool. If you want to tag along on my patrol, I’m going to ask some people on what they know about him. It would save me from relaying the info, but it’s no big deal if you have your own stuff to take care of.

Tim: Tempting offer. I’ll see where I’m at for the night and let you know when we meet up.

He shoved his phone away and groaned as he resigned himself to returning to his work. Sundays were always the worst because he had work that he had to finish and knew that he would be faced with classes and WE responsibilities the next day. At least during the weekend he could pretend that he only had to think about patrol and cases and enjoy doing what he really wanted to do.

From there, the day passed relatively quickly. Not as quickly as Tim hoped, but quick enough. Although he wasn’t sure if he wanted the day to be over, because even though that meant he’d be able to go on patrol, it also meant that he would be waking up hours later to deal with people who he really didn’t want to interact with. It was a double edged sword that he was forced to live with every second of the day.

Regardless of how much he was dreading the next day, Tim eagerly suited up, ready to fly across rooftops and over Gotham. He got to protect people that trouble decided to mess with and make Gotham a better place, if only for a few hours.

The wind was cool on his face as he flew from building to building, taking in the night sky. The smog wasn’t as bad as usual, the air pollution almost low enough to be forgotten about. It was refreshing and Tim was enjoying it. Unfortunately, even on the best nights, crime never decided to take a day. It was a pity really, he never thought that doing something bad fit the atmosphere that that type of night set.

It seemed almost as though something was happening on every street that he decided to pass. If someone wasn’t getting mugged, they were getting attacked over something, if there weren’t hate crimes, than someone was trying to abduct something else or rape them. It was disgusting, but so satisfying whenever he got to push people around with his bo. Some of the victims were more grateful than others, but that was always how it went. The small-time guys were always the easiest to take down as it was, but it wasn’t until he set foot on the rooftop where he was going to wait for Jason that he remembered that he needed to be more careful when it came to fighting.

Their connection hadn’t caused problems yet, but that didn’t mean he could throw caution to the wind. He’d been lucky with the low-level criminals that he’d only encountered. Things could get a lot worse if he were to go up against one of the big names in Gotham.

The barely perceptible crunch of gravel was all that preceded Jason’s greeting.

“Hey, Red.”

“Hey.”

“Nice night,” he said, stepping up next to him at the roof ledge.

“That it is.”

They were silent for a moment, looking out over Gotham. Like this, they could imagine for just a moment that they wouldn’t be faced with another crime as soon as they turned the next street corner. They could pretend that there wasn’t anything dark lurking in the streets or behind closed doors. It was a fool’s image, but one that was nice to consider from time to time.

“So what did you find out?” Jason asked, breaking their silence.

“I looked into the records of the hospital that we were in last night and just before the hospital closed there was this big conspiracy surrounding one of their doctors. Apparently, a certain Roger Peterson had been accused of experimenting on some of the kids in the hospital. Some technology that connected them through pain is what the accusations said. I haven’t had any time to look at where the allegations lead or what was done to him, but it might be a clue into the identity of our scientist friend.”

“That’s a start at least. I can use that tonight when I ask a few questions.”

Tim hummed, knowing that he meant punching people until he got answers. “When I checked news articles this morning, there was only one article from an independent news site that had reported the collapse of the hospital as well. I was too busy to look into other reports this afternoon, but you know what that means…”

“If there are no other reports about the collapse, then there’s a high chance that we’re dealing with government involvement.”

“Exactly.”

“I really hope that we’re not dealing with government involvement.”

“Same here.”

Jason’s shoulders sagged. “I’m not ready to have people after my ass again, trying to arrest me. How am I ever going to survive?

Tim snickered. “Don’t worry, I’m sure that you’ll live. You’ve been through a lot.”

Jason looked at him and Tim was certain that if he wasn’t wearing his helmet, he’d probably be pouting at him. “You could work to be a little more supportive there.”

“I thought you didn’t want me to hold your hand? Aren’t you the big, bad Red Hood? What happened to all that toughness and that razor sharp attitude?”

Jason straightened. “My toughness and sharp attitude will always be here, but I’d never say no to holding your hand, Timmy.”

Tim rolled his eyes. “Surrrrreee. Got any intel for me?”

“Not yet, but if you’re feeling like tagging along you can see the action first hand.”

Tim checked his watch and mentally ran through the remainder of his patrol. “I think I might have a few moments to spare as long as I don’t get too far along your route. I should at least get a little more sleep tonight.”

They set off across the rooftops, checking alleys as they went by.

“That’s right, you have classes tomorrow don’t you?”

“Unfortunately. I’ll get through it just fine though.”

“Maybe I can send you off with a bit of a bang?” Jason asked.

“Don’t kill anyone, Jason.”

“I didn’t say anything about killing. But I wouldn’t mind a shot or two in a leg.”

“Why do I even put up with you?” Tim asked, laughing.

“Because I have a great sense of humor and devilishly handsome looks.”

Tim hummed. “I don’t know if I entirely agree with that…”

“What?!” Jason asked, feigning shock. “You mean you don’t think I have a great sense of humor?!”

Tim laughed and punched him in the arm as they landed on a rooftop. “That’s not what I said now was it?”

“Nah, but I can’t just pass up on the chance to tease you now can I?” Jason asked, pulling Tim into a headlock.

Tim poked Jason in the side, making him jump and let go of his head. “Come on, I only have a little bit to see what kind of information you get. Don’t waste it.”

“Always so unforgiving. Alright, come on, let’s go.”

Tim followed closely after Jason across the rooftops until they found one in a much shadier area of town. Tim recognized it as being close to the hospital they were in last night. There was a nervous-looking man trying to hide in the alley below. Jason wasted no time in jumping down to him, making him cower back against the wall. Tim dropped to the fire escape so that he could still listen, but wouldn’t be intruding. He didn’t need the guy wasting their time if he decided to call up to Tim to try and get his attention.

“Red Hood,” he nearly shrieked. “What do you want?”

“I think it’s pretty clear what I want: information. And you obviously knew that since you’re here hanging out in an alley in the middle of the night.”

Jason stepped closer, making the guy put his hands up I front of him, like that would be enough to keep Jason from doing serious damage. The sight almost made Tim want to snort.

“What do you know about the old hospital that was taken out last night?”

“Old hospital? J-just that it was shut down years ago due to allegations of experiments on children.”

“So it wasn’t closed down because they needed a bigger place?” Jason growled.

“N-no!” he squeaked. At this rate Tim thought that the man was going to piss himself. “That was just a cover that was put up to keep the hospital from l-looking bad.”

“What came out of the allegations then?”

“That’s all I know-“

“Are you lying to me?” Jason hissed. “Don’t lie to me.”

“Okay, okay! As far as I-I-I know they were dropped. O-or settled out of court and never reported to the press.”

“One more question. What do you now about Roger Peterson?”

The man stilled and looked at Jason before cocking his head. “I’m sorry, but who?”

“You don’t know the name?” Jason asked, taking a step back.

“Never heard of him.”

“He wasn’t involved at the hospital?”

“If he was, his involvement wasn’t reported or talked about.” He started edging towards the alley entrance in order to get away from Jason who absentmindedly waved him away, mind already working over the new information. He turned and hurried back up the fire escape to where Tim was waiting for him, the two of them jumping back up onto the roof.

“So no leads on our good old doctor, huh?” Tim said.

“And most of what we already knew about the hospital,” Jason added. “We have a little more to go on. Keep asking about the hospital and why it was shut down and this Roger Peterson.”

“Yeah…” Tim was already distracted, trying to see if any of their pieces of information could fit together yet.

“You still want to tag along or…”

Tim shook his head. “I need to head back to my patrol and I want to do a little more digging when I get back. Let me know if you find anything else.”

Jason nodded. “Will do. And I’ll ask about anymore abductions that might’ve happened or where those kids are being taken since we didn’t get our answers last night.” He started to move off, but Tim called him back.

“Oh, and Jason?” Jason looked over his shoulder from where he was perched on the roof ledge. “Stay safe and try not to take too many hits.”

“Yeah, you too.”

Jason jumped from the building and Tim sprinted across the roof in the opposite direction, intent on making it back to his own patrol route. He didn’t have much new information, but his mind was already racing through possibilities as to what it could all mean. It just proved how much work they still had to do and that it probably wouldn’t be as easy to track down their scientist again.

The rest of his patrol passed in a blur. He and Jason swapped several calls over the coms when they felt the effects of one of them getting a lucky hit from someone they were up against. They finally just agreed that they wouldn’t contact each other unless it was something abnormally high. They were vigilantes and didn’t need to be checking in on the small things that could be brushed off.

Tim just hoped that it stayed that way, not wanting to know what it would feel like should one of them get into some serious shit. Hopefully, he’d never get his answer. Or, they’d be able to find their scientist before either of them found themselves in a really bad situation.

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Episode 2 “#NewQueenInTown” - Lily

hey hoes so ill do my first impressions or w/e chrissa- kween! i was hoping she'd stay awhile but u know when someone wants to be elimed then u gotta! dana- idk ha!hevjkbev i dont remember a dana in any of these so! idk how she plays so yikes but i wouldnt be surprised if shes close w the other newer people lexo- im love her! im hoping we can do #that for callie tru matt- i played a game with him once and he voted me out so :/ but i think we can work well together tbh mitchell- hes malaysia and thats all i know, im not sure how he played in malaysia and lowkey the only times i ever interacted with him he kinda annoyed me gtg monty- aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh i love monty, i know he will be one of my closest allies for sure! i cant wait to slay w him linus- hes from winnipeg and he seems sneaky to me and hes a newer school player so he could be close w the others ryan tiddie palmer - i love my dadt sdhvbdfv but also im a little wary of him bc i have a feeling he would love to vote me out but as of rn i need him so, we'll see zak- i voted him out in palau and thats all i got kjehfvbjr i didnt even kno they played a game before anyway hes also part of the potential new school alliance

also heres the vote tea, basically mine and lexis names were being thrown around and i was like??? we aint even do anything so then we started throwing zaks and linus name around. anyway me and mont were freaking out bc we needed 2 more people to get majority and vote zak and save me and lex, so we recruit chrissa and we make an alliance chat w ha. we call and talk about who we can pull in and such. so come the next mornin i start talkin to matt who said he was down for voting zak. honestly i trust matt he seems more trustworthy than other people plus i dont think he knows a lot of the tribe members tru so if i keep him close then my alliance should be good tru. anyway i talk to lexi to figure stuff out, and i talk to zakriah and basically tell him that im willing to vote lexi next round or w/e, mind u this is after chrissa anounces that she wants to be voted out, and well hopefully by telling him this i can gain his trust a little and get some tea from ha. also zak knows that me mont and lexi were targetting him??? honestly idk who couldve told him unless it was chrissa??? no one else shouldve known tru, anyway so i get the tea from that mitchell is the one who told him that he heard my name being thrown around and kjefbv like i dont wanna confrontational or anything but i went to mitchell and asked him about it and he was "like honestly it was like a grapevine thing tbh like nobody was like "...how bout karen" it was more of "i've heard Karen"" LIKE??????????????????????????????? REALLY BITCH THAT DONT ANSWER MY QUESTION. grapevine my ass, like thats what zak told me too, like !!!!!!!!! just tell me bc if u dont then im gonna assume that ur ass is the one started the whole "i heard" thing nnnnn anyway!!!! im just relieved that chrissa is asking to be voted out bc this couldve been way more stressful aaaaaahhhhh  honslee i was scared this was all a ploy to throw votes but i genuinely believe ha and i love chrissa too much to ever disrespect her wishes so :/ bye bye chrissa we hardly knew ye!

Not much has happened so far. We won the first challenge, which is awesome, and kinda gives me this fire to keep winning just so that we can keep beating the vets. It's kind of fun to be the underdogs (considering we all have much less experience than the vets) and to win. As long as we don't get a flash challenge, I'm not too worried about how well we do. Or at least, how well I do. I just don't want to be the person with the lowest score. Anyways, on day 2 or something Lily messages me and says we should be in an alliance, since we knew each other from a chat. So I said sure, and she gives me an idol clue she found! Holy shit! Lucky for her, I don't have any other alliances, otherwise I could so easily just play her. I don't have any plans to though - she seems very trusting and kind and I respect that. I just have to be careful it doesn't get me in trouble as long as we're aligned. So I go to search for the idol, with the clue she gave me in mind, and somehow end up finding the exact same clue she did. Hopefully we don't make the same mistake again next round.

https://youtu.be/hCcal7QtHWY

OMG okay so first off... Daisy comes to me saying she likes Jacob. Okay. Perfect. He's my ride or die anyways, so now we have a mutual ally we can lean on, and she says she wants to be in an alliance. Cool. Even better. Let's officialize this shit.

So Daisy makes the chat, and she says "alright Johnny and Jacob, let's add Willow and Luca" and I'm internally freaking out with Jacob on the side here, and Jacob and I are losing it in PMs and we're like "I think that wouldn't be the BEST idea, just because adding people late can make them think that they're going to be 4th and 5th" So Daisy is going to stick with us three being a f3.

Little does Daisy know that Willow wanted a four person alliance with me and Jacob already, and it didn't include Daisy, so it'll be easy for Willow to think she's on the in, and same for Daisy, which can be GREAT for later.

All I know is I'm going to have to do a little educating to Daisy on how to play this game, and making an alliance with three people and then adding two people LATE is no beuno sweetheart... Thank God Jacob and I prevented that one. At least we know we're in a core for now, and we can start picking off the weaker rookies............... or maybe we go after someone who looks like they can be smarter, and an independent player. Maybe Aro for example? Let's see what happens after immunity (giggle)

So after Chrissa announced she wanted to be voted out, Karen and I were able to talk to each other for the first time this game. I pushed that I didn't want to target her if it wasnt out of hate, and targeting each other based on lack of communication could be easily fixed - after all, what's better than an unlikely duo? I'm in two right now if I'm not being played: as far as I know Linus wants to work with me to get out Karen, and Mitchell also thinks that's what I want. However, I want me an ally in Karen, and Lexi or Mo's gotta go next.

Something terrible happened to me irl yesterday and Im in a bad headspace right now. I really dont feel like talking to anyone besides Luca and Johnny(whos actually pretty cool) so I cant wait to get to the swap. I tried connecting with Kaya a bit but she doesn't seem to like me very much. I have a terrible migraine and everything kinda sucks right now but I'll fight through it. I can't wait for the time when I eventually look back on this confessional and cringe at the angst lmao

I low-key hope I get taken out of this challenge early so I don’t have to sit around all night doing it, but the only way that’d be able to happen is everyone just went after me to start the challenge, and no one knows I’m good at live challenges except Chrissa, and she’s bye bye

Aw Dana assigned me to shoot my fuckbuddy aromal in the first round of the IC :( like the opposite of the hunger games up in here :(

This paintball challenge is so fucking FUN! Like, it's so cool to keep on my toes and constantly be dodging/shooting paintballs. It's like my own sort of little endurance challenge. I just have to be sure I don't miss any dodges... That's why I changed the conversation notification settings to notify me every time my name is said. :P But it's fun, anyway. And if I lose, I can blame my team and use the machete I got. >:3c

So... let's play catch up!

Chrissa got voted out unanimously like she ASKED TO. It sucked bc I liked Chrissa but she was a lil strategically problematic so... whatevs. BUT then Karen starts being like "oh would you have voted for me? where'd my name come from?" and being kind of aggressive about it so... that turned me off. Honestly yeah I would've voted your ass out, you ignored me and continue to do so lol, but after that? I'm set. I think my allegiance with Dana is solidified by my complaining to her about Karen, and honestly? I see her as my #2 in this game.

Matt, the other option for my #2, also tells me he's ready to make a move  against the Karen/Monty/Lexi coalition when we next go to Tribal Council. We're slaying this challenge so that won't be tonight, but when it does, Karen's ass is grass if I've got anything to say about it!!

Karen and Lexi still make minimal effort to talk with me. Pretty much nobody has been 1-on-1 talking with me throughout this whole 3-hour-long-so-far challenge which is also kind of ridiculous but??? What are you gonna do. I'm still sick so hopefully when I recover I'll start schmoozing like I usually do and stop oozing like I don't wanna do.

also fuk u mangrove swamp

RETWEET IF YOU ARE ON TEAM LA NEEDS TO GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP.

This challenge is murdering me. 4.5 hrs left SO.

So, I quit during the paintball challenge. I was the last person left on my tribe and I just couldn't see myself pulling off a win, not against five people - I did manage to get one out on my own but it seemed very doubtful I could have gotten them all. I'm not sure how I feel about throwing it like that, I probably could have faked it and just posted a shoot at the 6 mark which might have been better for my game, cause I'm not sure how that will effect how the vets see me from this point on, or if my tribe finds out and gets mad at me for it, but Y'ALL SHOULD BE HAPPY I DIDN'T MAKE US SUFFER THROUGH ANOTHER FOUR HOURS OF THAT @ VETS. I hate giving up/losing but at the same time, this is only the second challenge of the game. If this has been an individual immunity challenge, damn right I would have stuck it out but it's still early on and I think this vote will be pretty straight forward. IF I manage to get voted out I'll feel so stupid for throwing it but as of right now I trust my alliance and feel safe. (famous last words)

So now Star wants to talk to me...... Tooo little too late bud. You've been talking to the least amount of people this whole game, you didn't even help with the immunity challenge, and now you're coming to me all worried about the vote? Sorry you're in this situation, but you made your own bed, and now you have to lay in it. 

On a different note, I was talking to Jacob, and we were thinking that two of us should throw our votes onto someone else, just in case of an idol play, but honestly, I don't wanna be that paranoid freak always worrying about an idol, but I also don't wanna a repeat of the last tumblr survivor I played in, where I got idol'd out of the game, so I'm trying to be careful. I might talk to Daisy about it, but I don't want to come off as paranoid, so it'll be an interesting talk if I choose to have it...

(Slightly later)

OMG LILY JUST TOLD ME SHE HAS THE IDOL I'M SCREAMING!! Now I don't have to worry about a fucking idol play. Not only that, but she tells me that I'm the only person in the game that knows about the idol, which is huge for me because it means that she trusts me the most, and this can be a relationship outside of Jacob, Daisy, Willow and Luca, so this is really good. I am going to focus on forming a broship with Aro too, just to have that connection, but I think that I'm starting to become very trusted in the tribe, which is good. 

I know my struggle is going to be when we switch tribes, and just hoping that the luck of the draw doesn't put me onto a tribe with bad numbers, but even if I do, I think I'll be able to charm my way out of it. The fact that I want to vote out most of these people, and they still continue to prove to me that they trust me the most is CRAZY, but Lily is definitely going to be a tool I'm going to utilize in the game for a long long time, and I hope she and her idol make it deep enough in the game to benefit me.

Sorry... rambling. My struggle now is whether or not to tell Jacob. I don't want to lose his trust later in the game by him finding out about this idol, and him knowing that I knew about it. I think I'm going to tell him about it later tonight, and I hope that he'll be thrilled, but he isn't even going to be back for day change... At least now I know that I don't have to worry about the idol, especially because I doubt there are more than one idols out there, from my specific tribe, so definitively, it's bye bye Star time :(

Jesus.... Karen and I survived that round.. In what world is that actually realistic? But we did and thankfully with little issues like messy thrown votes or Chrissa playing an idol on herself after misting us all. I was really nervous that it was all an actual trap because I have seen it happen before and boy is it terrifying but bless her heart for being true to us all.

The challenge was one that I have won before so I was not too nervous about the whole workings of the challenge but I was nervous about how long the challenge would go. I was so tired yesterday for some reason and I do not know if I could have lasted until 2 am with very little break. I would have tried my best of course so I could make sure Karen and I were safe but there is only so much a single person can do which L.A. ended up proving. The Veterans won the challenge THANK GOD and so we do not have to worry about one of us being voted out bless. Right now I would def consider Karen my final 2 because we do share the common homie of Callie and I do my best to trust Callie's judgement most of the time (the other times... I just can not defer from what god wants). My only issue is that Karen has a lot of friends on this tribe that I fear she might pick over me such as Monty and that makes me a bit scared of her but right now we sort of need each other in terms that we are both the most threatening ones on our tribe at the moment so if she gets rid of me, she does not have many people to hide behind and I have been known to be a very good meat shield for those that take advantage of it so here is to praying she is actually my final 2.

Okay I love my tribe now. Seriously though I was only disliking them because I was too mentally checked out to socialize. They're all really sweet people and omg it was all i could do to stop them from pronouncing Zaks name wrong lmao during the challenge. Even though I outta be pissed that more than half of us got eliminated for breaking simple rules, I loved that they were cheery about it.

For the vote ahead, it should be a smooth 9-1 against Star. He hasn't been too active thus far and everybody seems to be on board.

https://youtu.be/RpyYL7gVQEE

LAST ROUND VOTING: A SUMMARY We get back to camp after being beaten in the immunity challenge and things devolve into chaos. Mitchell starts whispering "Lexi" and then shouting "WHO SAID THAT! I HEARD YOU! lexi.... WHO WAS THAT!!!!" Lexi and RTP climbed into the shelter and started singing songs together, waiting for other people to join. Matt sat himself on a rock and just kinda sat there...waiting.... Zak was running around, talking to each and every person saying he heard something different to everyone, calling every guy Miss and every girl Qween. Karen was sitting trying to have sensible discussions, and Mitchell and Zak saw this and started freaking out. Mitchell kept his calm and kept whispering lexi... but Zak thought he said Karen and started freaking out. Meanwhile, I'm running around screaming at people that Zak is dead weight and Linus is a rat, but nobody is really listening to me. Meanwhile, Linus disappeared into the woods to maybe go try on some wigs or some shit, and Dana is off talking to anything that moves, with various degrees of success. In the middle of camp is Chrissa, just sitting. Me, Karen, Zak, and Mitchell are all screaming about who should go, and she silently raises her hand and says four words. "I. I will go." Everyone stopped and just kinda looked at her, and then started screaming. Not words, just incoherent noises, and that never stopped until Chrissa's torch was snuffed by Isaac

real confessional for this round: So, this has been a pretty chill round. As a tribe, our number one priority was winning immunity. I staying longer than a few people, until I had to go swim. I still need to talk to Dana, Lexi, and RTP this round to keep those connections alive, but other than that, my social game is less shitty than in the past! So, overall, this is not looking terrible for me!

IS DAISY FUCKING KIDDING ME?!? Daisy, girl, we spoke about this. Adding people to alliance chats can only cause problems. Making a brand new chat is the way that it has to be. I can't be closely tied with someone who is actually that oblivious to how this game goes. It's like telling someone that there's a three person alliance, and we just want them to be fourth on the ladder. THAT'S NOT HOW THIS WORKS. Luckily for me, it's someone as ditzy as Lily is, and it's someone who doesn't really talk to a lot of people, and she's someone who has an idol, and now Daisy and I were both told by Lily, which is why Daisy added her.

One thing that Lily and Daisy aren't aware of is that Jacob knows about the idol too, and that's because I told him, so with Jacob in the loop, and me being the one who told me, is PRIME. I need to be the barrier of communication between all of them, and right now I think I'm doing a steady job. One thing I need to work on is my relationship with Allie and LA, because they're two SMART girls, who I haven't been spending much time talking to, so I might work on that later today, even though I've spoken briefly about the vote to both of them, I need MORE!

Well after the mess with Chrissa we were lucky enough to win, and I think the challenge was a good bonding experience for the tribe. Now I'm kind of in the middle right now I like my alliance a lot but I think I could work with Karen and Lex in the future so I'm nervous about alienating them and I'm like back and forth back and forth like a metronome or some dumb swingy shit. So lemme just cross my fingers we don't have to go to tribal, and that somebody I know will get this damn idol ay dios bio

We lost the immunity challenge earlier. I'm super disappointed but I doubt I'm in any trouble at tribal council. I kinda messed up by posting early, lost my head and this probably was a factor in our tribe losing. On their tribe, only three people messed up.

But challenge aside, I feel I'm pretty safe for the time being here. I like Jacob, Willow, LA, Johnny and Allie and I think I'm getting along with Aromal too. Really the only people who I haven't really been talking with are Star (who's getting evicted today), Daisy and Lily.

I should probably talk more with the other two. All that said, this game is phenomenal. You can never know if you're really safe.

HOLY SHIT!!!!!!!!!!!! I FOUND THE FUCKING IDOL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA But like... wow. I find the idol clue on my very first search, and then on my second search, I find the idol itself. When will your fave... #newqueenintown

We won! Updates game wise so I'm just utr1 instead of inv. 

1. Zak is still a self righteous prick, but he's also smart enough to just flat out target me rn, so idk. 

2. Matt is easy to talk game with, he's seeming a bit paranoid though. 

3. Dana and Ryan, still love em both. 

4. Mitchell is everyone's best friend, hillarious dude. That also sadly means he is the biggest threat in the game. Of course, right now I want to work with threats, but eventually he will be scary. 

5. Karen is still my target. 

6. Gotta try and make Lexi and Monty not flip at a swap. 

7. Linus is the best, he's probably the front runner to win right now.

Okay so I keep forgetting about confessionals oops. But I'm going to my first tribal council ever tonight and I'm a little nervous. I feel like this vote tonight should be pretty simple because everyone in the tribe wants to vote out Star, but I'm worried that he might have an idol or something since 9/10 people in our tribe looked for the idol yesterday. Also I'm still a little bit irritated at myself from the challenge yesterday because it said 7:05 on my computer when I pressed send but it was still 7:04 on the skype clock or whatever Idk