#plant trailers for sale

[tomcooperlove]

Plant Trailers For Sale: Highlighting Unique Advantages And Distinctions

Introduction:

These days, plant trailers are valuable assets in many industries, particularly when it comes to moving big machinery and equipment. Those looking for dependable plant trailers for sale may need to understand the distinctive benefits and defining features in order to make an informed decision. Plant trailers, whether utilised for construction sites or agricultural operations, have unique advantages that set them apart in the market.

1. Specific Load Capacity:

 The specific load capacity of them is one of their main advantages. Heavy machinery and equipment frequently used in landscaping, agriculture, and construction are designed to be carried by these trailers. They are a dependable option for easily transferring large and heavy cargo because of their sturdy construction and reinforced structure, which ensures that they can support a significant amount of weight.

2. Adjustable Loading Ramps:

Heavy equipment may be loaded and unloaded more easily and safely with the help of them, which come with adjustable loading ramps. Ensuring a safe passage onto and off the trailer, the ramps can be adjusted to suit various kinds and sizes of machinery. Plant trailers are more adaptable and fit a variety of equipment thanks to this flexible feature.

3. Improved Stability and Maneuvrability with Tandem Axles: 

Tandem axles are a common feature on plant trailers, and they improve stability and manoeuvrability. Tandem axles uniformly distribute the weight, lessening the strain on the towing car and enhancing handling in general while being transported. When crossing difficult terrain or cramped areas on building sites, this ability is invaluable.

4. Integrated Hydraulic Systems: 

These systems are frequently included  which makes loading and unloading them more convenient. Ramp adjustment is made simple by hydraulic mechanisms, which eliminate the need for manual labour. This function reduces the possibility of mishaps and injuries related to operating heavy machines while also saving time.

5. Adjustable Deck Lengths: 

To suit a range of equipment sizes, they provide adjustable deck lengths. This adaptability maximises productivity and minimises the need for multiple journeys by enabling customers to transport various combinations of apparatus on a single trailer. The ability to alter deck lengths increases plant trailers' adaptability for a range of uses.

6. Robust Suspension Systems: 

To handle the rigours of hauling large loads, they are built with heavy-duty suspension systems. Strong suspension reduces vibrations and shocks that can possibly harm the machinery being transported, making for a smoother ride. Robust suspension systems guarantee the longevity of the trailer and lower the possibility of equipment damage.

For the special needs of carrying large machinery and equipment, plant trailers for sale provide a number of advantages and distinctive features. With features like movable loading ramps and customised load capacities, these trailers are the epitome of effectiveness, security, and adaptability. The unique benefits of these trailers position them as essential assets in the realm of transportation and logistics, particularly as businesses continue to rely on heavy gear for a variety of purposes.

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 If you're in need of a reliable and robust solution for transporting heavy equipment, finding a 3.5-tonne plant trailer for sale could be ideal. These trailers are designed to handle demanding loads with durability and safety. Explore various options to meet your specific needs.

[munson-blurbs]

@corrodedcoffinfest Day 1: Firsts

Word Count: 883/Rating: G/Pairing: None/CW: brief mention of financial hardships/Tags: Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson, first concert

Divider credit to @silkholland

The first time Eddie Munson went to a concert–a real concert, not Hawkins Middle School’s annual talent show–was a night he would never forget.

Granted, it wasn’t the traditional concert experience. He didn’t see Black Sabbath’s members as they took to the stage, the lights illuminating Ozzy as he captivated the audience with only raw vocals and a microphone, the thousands of Bic-powered flames scattered throughout the cheering crowd when the band played “Iron Man.” But nothing about Eddie’s life was traditional thus far, and it was only right that this concert followed suit.

He’d first seen the advertisement in the record store one Saturday afternoon, three months’ worth of allowance in one hand and Van Halen’s self-titled album clutched in the other. The flier showed two pilots in their jumpsuits, standing in front of a fighter jet, with the following text in big, bolded letters:

BLACK SABBATH’S NEVER SAY DIE! TOUR TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 12 @ 8 PM INDIANA CONVENTION CENTER TICKETS ON SALE NOW!

Eddie shoved the crumpled dollar bills at the cashier, waiting only to collect his change before bolting towards his uncle’s rusted Chevy.

“Uncle Wayne!” Eddie climbed into the passenger seat with a toothy grin. “Black Sabbath’s comin’ to Indianapolis! Can we go?”

Wayne glanced at his twelve-year-old nephew’s eager face, his heart lurching with the news he knew he had to deliver. “I’m sorry, kid. Money’s tight, and the plant still hasn’t given me back the hours they cut during the recession…” He trailed off with a shake of his head.

Never one to be deterred, Eddie pressed on. “What if I save my allowance every week? I won’t even buy lunch; I can just get chips from the vending–”

“You ain’t skipping lunch,” Wayne interjected sharply. “I bust my ass to keep you from going hungry, and I sure ain’t gonna let it happen over a concert. Is that clear?” He didn’t look away until Eddie nodded. “Besides, one ticket’ll cost more than you can save, let alone two.”

The boy slumped in his seat, record snug against his chest, but the argument faded from his lips. He knew Wayne was right; even tickets in the nosebleeds would be well out of his price range.

Eddie had mostly forgotten about the concert by September 12, his mind occupied with learning new songs on the acoustic guitar he’d thrifted. Despite constantly falling out of tune, it wasn’t a bad find.

Wayne was waiting for him in the trailer doorway when he got home from band practice, an unusual occurrence. He was normally sleeping when Eddie came home from school, trying to rest before a night shift.

“Is everything okay?” He didn’t remember having a doctor’s appointment, and the only other reason his uncle would be awake at this hour was… “Did someone die?”

Wayne shook his head and chuckled. “No one died. We’re just taking a little road trip.”

“To where?”

“You’ll see.”

After a long ride involving two separate McDonalds drive-thrus (Eddie was a growing boy, after all) and four separate bathroom breaks (in hindsight, the extra-large Pepsi wasn’t a great choice), they pulled into the convention center parking lot.

Wayne turned to his nephew. “Now, I don’t want you gettin’ too excited,” he started, but he was unable to mask the twinkle in his own eyes, “‘cause this ain’t exactly what you asked for. But you’re gonna follow my lead, and don’t say a word.”

“Are we seeing Black Sab–”

“What’d I say?” Wayne raised his bushy, graying brows. “Not a word.”

Eddie nodded silently, trailing behind his uncle as they walked into the venue. His eyes widened at the throngs of people waiting in the lobby. Everything was just so…big. 

“Now we wait,” Wayne whispered. Eddie didn’t bother asking what, exactly, they were waiting for. It only took a few minutes for the perfect moment to arise–the sound of fist striking jaw, security guards rushing to separate the two drunk men and leaving the entrance understaffed.

The older Munson gestured for Eddie to follow him, weaving through the sea of people until they reached the doors to the arena.

“Show’s sold out,” Wayne explained softly, “so we’re gonna stay out here, walk around, and try not to get caught.” He laughed when Eddie stared in disbelief that his straight-laced uncle was sneaking into a concert. “I used to have fun, y’know. I wasn’t always a hardass.”

Eddie smiled, the happiness thrumming in his belly growing to a stampede when he heard the crowd roar and the beginning notes of “Symptom of the Universe.” The music filled his bones and coursed through his veins, blanketing him in a warmth he’d never before experienced. He closed his eyes and pressed his ear to the wall, absorbing the vibrations from the deafening noise inside.

“I’m gonna be in there one day,” he murmured, “but not in the crowd. I’m gonna be on the stage.”

“Do I get backstage passes?” Wayne asked.

Eddie opened his eyes, not realizing that he’d spoken those thoughts aloud. Crimson colored his cheeks as he launched himself into his uncle’s arms. It had been awhile since they’d hugged like this, not since Eddie had developed the false sense of machismo that comes with entering junior high. His answer was soft but definite.

“At every show.”

--

[honeyangelkiwi]

Coachella Weekend 2 | H.S.

Plot: A bet is made on whether Harry will address his album being leaked during his second set at Coachella…

Sexual content: fingeringish (f receiving), grinding, teasing, subrry

Word count: 3.1k

I started writing this the day after this performance and then set it aside and got distracted haha. I don’t remember exactly what he said on stage, and quite frankly I don’t care to look it up. You’ll get the gist, it’s only a few words here and there. Maybe posting this here will finally get me to finish the second part.

I wasn’t sure if he was going to be able to top last weekend. His performance for weekend one completely blew me away. He wouldn’t let me see anything, saying it had to be just as much of a surprise to me as it would be for everyone else, which was very annoying. I’ll admit though, it made the performance so much better.

I almost forgot how much of a flirt he can be on stage. The little smirks, smiles, and not so subtle touches that drove me to so much pent up frustration that I jumped right on him when he came off the stage. I have a feeling tonight will be much more exciting.

The vibe from the crowd tonight is so much better. It’s been vibrant and buzzing all day and we all know why. Weekend two is nothing but harries. The lineup hadn’t been announced yet when weekend one tickets went on sale. However, as soon as the lineup dropped and everyone realized H was headlining, they came in full force. Nothing impresses me more than his fans and their dedication to him.

That leads us up to right now. H and I are sitting in his trailer in the artist village just lounging around while everyone else is out watching artists across the site. We wanted to stay back though, knowing he would get too much attention no matter where we were out there.

We’re sitting on the couch, watching the piece of shit YouTube live stream, but not really paying any attention to it. He’s laying back against the arm of the couch with one leg up on the couch and the other on the floor, my back pressed to his chest while he rubs soft circles into my left hip.

Both of us lay in robes, too lazy to get fully dressed even though he is on in two hours. That wouldn’t matter anyways because he, again, won’t let me see what he’s going to be wearing tonight. Knowing Lambert and Alessandro it will be nothing short of amazing and mouth watering.

“What do you think you’re doing H?” I question when I feel his left hand start to pull my robe open a bit and slip under it. He doesn’t say anything and continues his hand up, gripping the thin band of my barely existent panties.

Just the feeling of the pads of his fingertips on my skin heats up my body like a wildfire. I know the game he’s playing, he does it often. The game where he loves to work us both up, teasing not just me, but both of us, to the point it almost physically hurts. Just for him to go on stage and act like a whore in front of the world.

The result usually ends with me begging him to fuck me as soon as he gets off of stage, dragging him to the nearest secluded…ish spot so he can finger fuck me until we can get somewhere more private. He may act like a whore on stage, but behind closed doors we’re both filthy.

I gasp sharply when his fingers dip down to brush my clit lightly. My hips involuntarily shifting up to chase his fingers when he starts pulling his hand away. “Harry, please don’t do this tonight. I have a feeling I won’t be able to handle it.” I plead softly, knowing that since he’s already started I don’t want him to stop.

I feel his chest move as he chuckles at me. “C’mon babe, I know you don’t want me to stop. You were wet before I even started.” He whispers into my ear. His lips brushing up and down my neck with his breath tickling me, sending goosebumps erupting across my entire body.

I let my head fall back onto his shoulder, exposing more of myself to him. His lips start planting soft kisses up and down my neck, stopping to suck a bruise where it meets my shoulder.

His left hand moves up my body to my breasts, taking a handful while his free hand pulls the tie of my robe and lets it fall open, completely exposing me to him. I only had on panties, and a shiver ran through my body when my hot skin was met with the cool air conditioning of the trailer.

While his left hand starts playing with my freed nipples his right pulls my underwear to the side, and he runs his fingers from my opening up to my clit, spreading the arousal around between my legs. I couldn’t help the whimper that fell from my lips at the all of the stimulation he was giving me across my body. Enough to start a knot forming in my belly, but not enough to be chasing a release.

The soft sounds coming from me cause his hips to shift up and grind into my backside, allowing me to feel how hard he was from the little bit of work he was doing. Knowing this is what he loves doing I open my eyes to glance at the clock and see he has to leave shortly.

Mad at myself that I let him play his game I grab his hand that's still running up and down my heat and press his fingers to my clit, forcing them to rub in quick, harsh circles. Immediately my eyes shut again and a loud moan fell from my lips, drowning myself in the pressure that I needed to push me towards my end.

Harry, being the man he is, let me do what I wanted for all of a minute before pulling his hands away from my body. I wanted to scream, but before I could he was already flipping me over to straddle his lap, slamming his lips to mine.

I couldn’t help the moan that escaped passed my lips and into his mouth, the way he tastes never getting old to me. His hands grip tightly onto my hips, pulling them further into his lap, allowing me to feel how hard he is through the little barrier between us.

I weave my fingers into his hair and tug on the roots as I roll my hips into his to get some more friction. I know he can feel the wetness seeping through my panties. The slippery fluid dampened his briefs and surely let him feel how much he’s worked me up.

He groans into my mouth, pushing his tongue into mine and licking into it like he’s searching for more of the taste. A hand comes up to the back of my neck pulling me into him more and he obscenely starts sucking my tongue between his lips.

He pulls his mouth from mine and moves his face into my neck, pressing hot, open mouthed kisses, and starting to suck a bruise into my sweet spot. “Baby, please.” I beg, knowing and not knowing what I’m asking for.

My head is so far into the clouds that I don’t realize he’s pulled his mouth off of my skin until he’s gently pushing me off him. As he stands up he looks down at me with a smirk I could slap right off his face.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me H!!” I huffed angrily at him. I know I’m more angry at myself for falling into his trap again, but I could help it. He’s irresistible.

“Sorry babe. It’s about time for me to go get changed and make sure Lizzo gets her coat for tonight.” He shrugs like he hasn’t also worked himself up. I raise an eyebrow at him and glance down at his hard cock before looking back up at him.

He just smiles at me, popping those dimples out laughing. “Nothing I can’t take care of love.” And truly, fuck you, Harry Styles. As I’m about to snark back some quirky comment an idea pops into my head, and now I’m the one smirking.

“Are you gonna mention the leaks tonight?” I ask and watch his eyebrows furrow. “I am, why?” He responds back, confused because we’ve already talked about this yesterday.

“I bet you won’t. You’ll get up there and chicken out.” I taunt him. He’s too predictable. I know what I’m doing. If he wants to play games, then we’ll play games.

“Babe, I’ve told you already. I’m going to bring it up. I would never be rude to them, but I want to say something.” He sighs, rolling his eyes. He’s probably tired of me bringing it up, but I know he won't say anything. He would never make his fans feel bad, even if they did listened to the leaks.

“How about if you say something you fuck me and if you don’t… I fuck you tonight.” I say with the biggest smirk on my face. I know Harry can’t turn this down. Mister cocky and confident until he’s the one under me.

The shock on his face is something I wish I could have gotten a picture of. He stands speechless for a minute, mouth falling open and snapping shut a few times before he finally answers… or whimpers. From that alone I know I’ll be winning this bet, but it’ll be fun to see how he attempts to win anyways.

He walks up to me with a big smile on his face, like he didn’t just let it slip how much he would like to be the one bent over tonight. However, I also know he can’t deny a good competition between us. “Looks like we have a deal baby. I hope you’re ready for what I’ve already got planned.” He says and gives me a soft peck on the lips.

He steps away and turns towards the bathroom, undoubtedly to take care of the issue he caused himself and to get dressed and meet Lambert. I sit myself back down on the couch, thinking about the ways in which I will have him begging for me.

I’m pulled from my thoughts as he comes back fully clothed… kind of, in small shorts with a tee shirt layered over a long sleeve shirt. His hair is hidden under a bucket hat and his clip firmly attached to his shirt. It never ceases to amaze me how good he looks in something so simple.

Without any shame I slowly drag my eyes down his body, letting him see the look I’m giving him. When I get back up to his face he simply smirks, steps up to me and gives me a kiss to the forehead. “I’ll see you in an hour, love.” He states and heads out the door.

********

Harry Lambert and Alessandro have really outdone themselves this weekend. The pink leather, the cherries and strawberries… and the initials on Harry’s ass have me ready to drop everything and suck his dick right on stage in front of everyone.

He truly has no business looking as good as he does. The way his abs have been flexing as he dances around on stage is disgustingly attractive. During Carolina he came over to the side of the side stage where VIP was and gave me a big, teasing, cheesy grin.

“This is for you baby!” He yells at me. I couldn’t hear him since he yelled it away from the mic, but I could make out what he said. He does that often when he’s on stage. He turns around and gives his focus back to the crowd and continues on into Woman.

After Woman the high energy dies down a bit as Elin, Sarah, and Nyoh come up to the front of the stage to sing Boyfriends with Harry. His little speech last night ran through my head and made me laugh.

He steps up to the mic with his guitar and clears his throat. He takes a glance over at me and smirks, raising his brows playfully. I gulped nervously because I really didn’t think he would be saying anything. I catch Sarah nudging Elin and giving her a look with wide eyes. I guess I’m not the only one surprised by him.

“Respectful kings and queens…” he starts and trails off a bit as the crowd goes insane by the way he addresses them. As they continue screaming I see it. The hesitation flashes across his face and he looks over at me again with wide eyes and a nervous twitch of the lips. I feel the smirk spread across my face realizing that, even though there is still half of the show to go, I’ve won this bet.

He visibly gulps and shakes his head chuckling. “We’re going to play a new song for you, one that I’ve only performed once. Here’s Boyfriends.” He spares another glance my way, this one being much darker with his face on fire.

I quick a look towards Sarah and Elin and see them trying not to laugh and I know for sure that they had a bet on if he would say something or not also. The rest of the show goes by fairly quickly and the anticipation to get my hands on him has been growing and spreading like wildfire through my body.

The stage goes red and the old Kiwi intro starts. I am so glad he brought it back because there is no other feeling of the build up during this. He goes to grab a water bottle and all of the fans start going crazy knowing what’s to come.

He looks at me as he comes running down the catwalk, smirking and pointing at me. “You better not throw that water on me Harry!” I shout at him. I know he can’t hear because of the in ears, but he can read my lips. He simply laughs and turns to throw it on the fans opposite of me.

As the bridge comes around I take it as my cue to head to the side stage to meet him as he runs off. 10 minutes later and he’s finishing Sign of The Times and running off stage. As he approaches me I open my arms and let him pick me up, swinging us in a circle.

“I still can’t believe that was my first festival!” He shouts over the still screaming crowd. He leans in to kiss me but I pull back. When I look up to his face and see him pouting I chuckle at him. “I think you need to go shower and change baby, you’ve got a long night ahead of you.”

His face drops even more, eyebrows raising and lips parted slightly, wet and shining from having licked them. “Oh haha, you remember that little bet.” He speaks lowly, rubbing the back of his neck and avoiding eye contact.

“Mhm baby, I do remember. It seems like the band thought the same thing.” I say laughing and sliding my arms down to his hips, giving them a squeeze. “What happened? Why’d you back out at the last minute?” I ask, rubbing circles into his ferns.

“I don’t know. Just kind of choked up I guess.” He shyly mutters and I can’t help but give him a quick peck to the lips. He may seem overly confident on stage, but he's still just a cute little baby most of the time. He smiles down at me and kisses my forehead, wrapping his hands around me to pull me in for a hug.

For a moment we just stand like that backstage, embracing each other, forgetting that there are 50 people around us running around to deconstruct the stage and get everything set up for tomorrow. His face is buried in my hair, his sweat is sticking to my skin and he smells, but I don’t complain. Moments like these are meant to just live in for a bit.

After a few moments I slip my hands from his hips to his plump ass and give a firm squeeze. The whimper that came from his lips was low enough that only I heard, and it went straight to my core. I could feel him harden against my lower stomach already.

“Go get showered baby. Be a good boy and wait for me on the bed naked.” I whisper into his ear. His hips shift and rub against me and he moans softly, only for me to hear. “Hm, maybe you purposefully didn’t say anything because you wanted me to fuck you tonight.” I say to him, my voice having dipped down and dripping in honey.

“And if I did?” He says and steps back with a smirk. I cock an eyebrow at him, glancing down to the bulge in his pants. He unashamedly looks down and rubs his hand over himself. “I would say you better do what I say if you want my cock in your ass tonight.” I snapped at him.

His mouth drops open and his hand snaps back to his side. He turns around and starts walking away, but not before looking back at me with eyes blown in lust to tell me loves me. I look around and catch eyes with Sarah and Elin and see them laughing, knowing they saw the encounter.

“See you guys tomorrow!” I yell over to them and we all share a look. They know how H and I are. Not by choice initially, but when Harry came into rehearsal the first time a few months back with red cheeks and a limp, the whole band kind of guessed and teased him about it.

They waved back and I turned to make my way back to the trailer. Taking my time knowing how worked up he’s gonna be by the time I get there.

bully me to finish the second part

[morbidology]

Keith Dardeen and his wife, Elaine, lived in a mobile home just outside Ina, Illinois, with their 2-year-old son, Peter. At the time, Elaine was also pregnant with their second child, a daughter. Keith worked as a treatment plant operator while Elaine worked in an office supply store. In their free time, they played in the musical ensemble at a local Baptist church.

The area the young family lived in had been becoming increasingly violent and the couple wanted to move somewhere safer for their children. Keith was very protective of his family and only wanted what was best for them. On one occasion, he refused entry to the home to a young woman who asked to use their phone.

On the 18th of November, 1987, Keith didn’t show up to work for his shift nor had he called in sick, something which was very out of character for the reliable worker. When Keith's supervisor called his home, there was no answer. He decided to call up Keith's parents, but they too were unable to get a hold of him.

Keith's parents called police and arranged to meet them at Keith's home with the spare key. They slowly opened up the front door and were met by a scene that traumatized even the most seasoned detectives. Elaine, Peter and a newborn baby girl lay deceased on one of the beds. Elaine and Peter had been bound and gagged and then beaten to death with Peter's own baseball bat which had been a gift from his father. During the senseless attack, Elaine had given birth to a baby girl, but instead of giving her mercy, the killer beat her to death too.

Keith was nowhere to be seen, and detectives surmised that he had killed his family and then fled. They noticed that his car was missing from the driveway, only adding more to to heir suspicions. However, the following day, Keith’s body was discovered in a field approximately a mile from the trailer. Keith had been shot three times and his penis had been chopped off.

His car would later be found parked outside the local police station. The inside was spattered with blood, indicating that Keith had been killed or mutilated there. As news of the murders circulated around the area, residents were left even more fearful than they already had been. There was a rise in gun and security system sales as people sought to protect themselves.

Detectives were stumped to find a motivation. Nothing in the home had been stolen, and there were no extramarital affairs or enemies that could hint at a revenge motivated killing. The murders were so brutal that some detectives even theorized that the crime was the was work of a cult trying to appease the devil.

The most promising lead came when serial killer Tommy Lynn Sells claimed he had carried out the killings along with around 70 other unsolved murders. While he was linked to a number of these murders, detectives could never definitively link him to the Dardeen murders. He often gave statements which didn’t match with the evidence.

Sells claimed he met Keith at a gas station and was invited back to the home for a threesome with himself and Elaine, something which his family and friends completely refuted. They said that Keith was a family man, and rarely even opened the door to strangers never mind invite them inside.

To this date, nobody has ever been charged with the murders of the Dardeen family.

[intercal]

anyway the last post was kinda prompted by this game (which doesn't seem to have a screenshot mode? wack) called Summerhouse. I almost teared up watching the trailer because you can just tell the dude who made it really really really cares about it, and when you play it there's so much love put into it. the concept really pulls at some kind of nostalgia inside of me because it's inspired by the houses and buildings you would see when you were far from home on summer vacation. it's like a brief window in time to a point in your life that you can remember so clearly even though it was over 10 years ago and there's an aura of unknown and magic around it, walking down a street and trying to imagine what goes on behind the walls you're next to and realizing that the lady out front watering her plants does this *every day* - this is just her life and it's a small, small slice of mine. idk there is something very enchanting about this game to me. it's not even really a game, you just plop down beautiful premade assets down and let your imagination flow. it's $5 normally, $4 during the spring sale. it makes me think of Townscaper (also on sale!), another not-really-a-game that you build stuff around.

[momotonescreaming]

This started as me word-vomiting into @unclewaynemunson 's inbox, and thanks to them encouraging me to flesh it out - I now have this whole thing. Wayne Munson and Scott Clarke build a home together. Clarkson. (3.5k)

Looking back, it seemed inevitable, the pair finding a new home together.

Scott would have never felt comfortable moving into Forest Hills, packing up a whole house worth of stuff and cramming it all into a trailer not even half the size. Living in the middle of many other trailers, where you could hear everything your neighbours did. Mrs. Carter, from the trailer behind them, turned her TV all the way up and you could hear the show as clear as anything from the Munson’s own living room. John and Katie, from just down the way, had screaming matches whenever he got home late from the bar, drunk as anything.

Everyone knew everyone’s business in the trailer park.

Wayne didn’t begrudge Scott that, the same way Scott didn’t blame him in the slightest for not feeling comfortable in the suburbs. In his big house on a street full of semi-identical houses. Full of middle class families with 2.5 kids and a white picket fence, who knew who Scott was, and loved to gossip even though they claimed they didn’t. His house was too quiet, too big, too different.

So they would stay the night, or a weekend, and then drift back to their separate houses. It was fine at first, as they figured out their relationship. Where they stood, how the other worked. But the more time passed, and the more time they spent together — the more Wayne could feel the ache in his chest when they parted. Settling low in his ribs when he had to leave for his shift at the plant, gripping at his chest when he went back to his trailer.

It wasn’t pleasant, but it was enough knowing that he had Scott, even for those short moments.

Then he lost his job at the plant, found himself working during the daylight hours now, and the aching grew worse when he could finally spent full nights curled up in bed with Scott. He knew exactly what he was missing when he left.

Wayne had taken that ache, the longing that seeped into his every pore, and let it grow into something solid. Something he could hold in his hands, run over in his mind. And when it was finally something he could grip, something he understood, he talked to Scott.

In the quiet of Scott’s house, in his bed, when it was just the two of them and the moonlight shining through the gap in the curtains — Wayne held Scott’s hand and asked him if he had ever thought about getting a home together.

And that was how it started.

Wayne would look at the houses for sale in the paper, circling ones he was considering. Scott visited the local real estate office, looking at photos and brochures of what they had on the market. It was a little touch and go for a while, the pair figuring out where the balance was between Scott’s nice suburban house, and Wayne’s cosy trailer.

Eddie had helped, pointing out houses that he said had charm, that told a story. Ones that were fun, or unique, that he thought would be cool to live in. To say that you own.

They had found it eventually, their perfect house. Wayne always thought it was cheesy TV drama, when those couples in real estate shows talked about how they ‘just knew’ when they found their dream home. It didn’t seem so cheesy now that he had it himself.

The house was advertised as a ‘Fixer Upper’. A cosy future home in need of some TLC. A semi-secluded house by the lake front, down a long gravel drive in a small clearing  and surrounded by the forest. Two bedrooms and a detached garage.

Wayne and Scott had discussed it intensively — making sure it was what they wanted, it was the right move, if they were able to fix it up or not. Wayne had talked to Eddie, and to Steve. Running it past both of his boys — while Scott had talked to the bank. Getting opinions, calculating every variable, dotting their I’s and crossing their T’s.

And then there was no reason for them to refuse. So they bought it. They owned a house together.

The real estate agent wasn’t lying when they said it was a fixer upper. The paint was peeling off of the siding, and off the windows. The wallpaper was old and faded. The ceiling leaked. The kitchen didn’t work, and the plumbing was iffy at the best of times. The land was overgrown, and there was a long list of minor things to fix. It was barely inhabitable.

It was perfect.

And so Wayne kept his trailer, and Scott kept his house, and they slowly started to pack things away as they spent weekend upon weekend working on their house.

They get Eddie and Steve round to help clear the long driveway of branches and rocks, to strip the wallpaper and start to give the whole house a deep clean. Eddie only complains the whole time. Wayne smiles at Scott as Steve threatens to dump a bucket of soapy water over Eddie’s head, laughing all the while.

Many an evening is spent flipping through wallpaper samples and paint swatches, Scott passing one over to Wayne to ask for his opinion, only for Wayne to reply that he’s really not an expert on these things. The walls stay bare for a long while. Scott continues to show Wayne colours, determined to find one he will have an opinion on, while Wayne focuses on getting the house habitable first.

Each weekend they make a little more progress. Wayne puts his handyman skills to work, steadily working his way through the house. Scott helps out with the electrics — checking the light fixtures, the switches, making sure nothing major is wrong. They do a lot of cleaning. A lot of cleaning.

But it isn’t always hard work, thankfully. Wayne doesn’t think his back could take it, if it was. There are cool afternoons spent wandering through the empty rooms of their house, cracking open windows to air the place out. Drifting through the rooms with their hands entwined together, discussing what should go where.

How they should lay out their living room, what furniture to keep and what they can get rid of as they merge their things together, do they want curtains or blinds. Shelves and hooks for Wayne's mugs and hats is a given. Scott says so offhandedly, casually — of course they’re going to display his collection in the living room —  and Wayne smiles softly in return, kissing his partner on the cheek.

Scott spends ages talking about where to put the snake tank — telling Wayne about climate and temperature control, adequate space, snake behaviour and the need to hide. He gestures with his hands as he talks, the excitement and sheer joy lighting up his face. Wayne smiles fondly, and it’s nice knowing he doesn’t have to hide that here. He can smile at the man that he loves, and doesn’t have to worry about anyone else, about the outside world. It’s just them, together.

Wayne didn’t realise exactly just how happy this would make him. He knew he loved Scott, and he knew he wanted to be with him, but the sheer happiness of building up their home together had him feeling giddy. He was almost embarrassed about it, how excited for the weekend he was — because he knew he would be wiling away the hours working on making their house a home.

They’re not quite sure who bought it up first, but they end up with an air mattress on the floor of their new master bedroom, piled up with old pillows and spare blankets. The embarrassment fades when Wayne realises that Scott is just as excited to start this new chapter of their lives together. They’ll spend the night on their mattress on the floor, clothes neatly piled up on the hardwood floor next to them.

None of the rooms have curtains yet, so the cold of the forest seeps through the glass window, but Wayne finds he doesn’t mind. He can hear the chirping of the crickets, and can see the stars out the window. It’s nice, he thinks, having their bed face the window so they can see the forest outside. There’s no metal trailers, no raccoon eating trash, no nosy neighbours.

Scott pulls himself closer, entangling his legs with Wayne, wrapping his arms around Wayne’s middle. Their blankets trap the heat, and the cool of the air around them makes the warmth more enticing. Everything is soft and slow, as if the room has slowly filled with molasses. He curls up to Scott, eyes fluttering shut, feeling the warmth of his breath on his skin. Wayne falls asleep to the soft murmurings of Scott softly describing the constellations to him.

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Wayne wakes up slow, mouth dry and eyes bleary with sleep. He’s warm, limbs heavy as he slowly slips into waking. Blinking, he opens his eyes to find that him and Scott have shifted even closer in sleep; can see that they’ve entangled themselves laying face to face, legs still entwined. Wayne’s legs are bare, having taken his jeans off to sleep only in his boxer briefs. Scott brought a spare pair of pyjama pants (he always did feel the cold a lot more than Wayne), and he can feel the soft fabric of them where Scott’s leg is sandwiched between his own.

The sun is only just rising, sky dusted with soft pinks and oranges. It’s beautiful, but Wayne can’t help but ignore the curtain-less window to watch Scott. He’s still asleep, breath warm and steady as it brushes Wayne’s face with hot air. Face lax, still weighed down by sleep, lit only by the soft glow of the dawning sun. Shifting his arms, Wayne holds Scott loosely, slowly rubbing one hand up and down Scott’s back — feeling the bumps of his spine.

Scott hums contentedly, still asleep, and nuzzles closer to Wayne. He brings his other hand to rest at the base of Scott’s neck, fingers slowly running through his hair. They don’t have anywhere to be, there’s no rush to get to work or school, so Wayne lets himself lay there watching Scott. Feeling the warmth of his body pressed into his, the soft fabric of his undershirt underneath his hands. He doesn’t know how long he stays there, watching Scott sleep, feeling the sun slowly rise as the warmth of it shines through the window. The birds are singing happily in the trees, chirping and tweeting at each other.

He could get used to this; waking up to the sounds of the woods, and the sun, and his lover wrapped in his arms inside their house. There’s a shifting, the air mattress moving underneath them as Scott slowly drags himself into waking. He blinks, eyelids fluttering open and then immediately scrunching shut at the light. Wayne chuckles, leaning over to kiss Scott on the cheek. The mattress squeaks underneath them.

“Mornin’” Wayne whispers, not yet daring to speak at a normal volume. They’re in a sleepy little bubble, wrapped up in their blankets, and it feels as if one wrong move will make it burst, and then they’ll be shocked back into reality. There in the early morning, with his love by his side, on the floor of their new house, the world doesn’t feel real yet. It’s just them, together.

Scott peels his eyes open slowly, sluggishly, smiling at Wayne’s lips on his cheek. “Morning,” he mumbles in return. Half asleep — still barely awake — Scott drags his hand so its resting on Wayne’s waist, thumb running in gentle circles. They melt into the moment, still heavy with sleep and the knowledge that they don’t have to be anywhere else. They can stay in bed, in the rising sun, watching the love on each other’s face.

Drawing his other hand up to cup Wayne’s cheek, Scott gently presses and draws Wayne closer. There’s no pressure, no rush, as Scott leans in to kiss him. Wayne lets himself be handled, sinking into the kiss in return. It’s languid, familiar. A slow, sleepy drag of lips against lips. Scott’s body is warm where it’s inching closer to his, and his 5 o’clock shadow scratches against his own. Wayne smiles against Scott’s lips, joy bubbling up inside, wriggling in his stomach. His hand trails down to settle at the small of Scott’s back, resting there, not pushing or pulling.

There are no expectations, no goal — except for kissing Scott. Scott, who hums happily against Wayne’s smiling lips, feeling it rumble in his chest. They follow the motions of the kiss, not deepening it — hungry and eager — but letting it settle as something soft and sweet. Feeling sleep heavy and a little love drunk.

“I could get used to this,” Scott murmurs into Wayne’s mouth.

“My thoughts exactly,” He replies, their kissing slowing down, morphing into quick pecks, gentle presses of lips in between words. “Good thing we have a house then.”

Scott smiles softly. Another gentle kiss. “Can’t wait for it to be ready.”

“You just want to put me to work,” Wayne jokes, tone light and voice still quiet as he kisses the corner of Scott’s mouth, feeling it draw up into a smile beneath his lips.

“You do look very handsome in a tool belt.” Scott laughs, his voice honey sweet. He presses a quick kiss to Wayne’s cheek, and then leans back, smiling, raking his eyes over Wayne’s face. He looks happy. “Thank you. For doing most of the work on this place. I know I’m not the biggest help.”

“You help plenty.” Wayne replies, gaze softening at Scott’s words. “I couldn’t do this without you. I wouldn’t want to.”

“Thank you,” Scott replies, slowly drawing away from Wayne. He misses the warmth already . “Speaking of helping, I’ll make us coffee.”

They kiss quickly, Scott pulling himself upright and stretching with a sleepy grunt. Wayne follows the motions, letting his hands drift along Scott’s sides as the other man sits up. He lays there for a second, watching Scott, before slowly peeling himself out of bed with only mild grunts at easing his aching back off of the air mattress.

Scott stands there, next to the mattress in his undershirt and pyjama pants, smiling fondly down at him. “You don’t have to get up. I was going to bring the coffee to you.”

“Not as nice without you,” Wayne simply says with a subtle shrug of his shoulders, as if it was a known fact. The sky is blue, the grass is green, and everything was nicer when Scott was there.

“Come on then,” He says, holding his hand out for Wayne to grab, using it as leverage to ease himself off of the bed and into a standing position.

They don’t speak as they get dressed, falling into a familiar routine. Words aren’t necessary here. He can see Scott’s fondness on his face as he smiles, can feel it in the simple way he hands him his pants before he can even reach for them himself. Knowing that Scott’s eyes raked over his body and saw him shiver in the early morning air — anticipating his need before he can.

So in return he brushes away Scott’s hands, looking up at him through his lashes and buttoning up his shirt. Making sure it matches up, he hasn’t missed a buttonhole, leaving the top buttons undone, just the way he knows Scott prefers. He runs his hands over the fabric, smoothing it out and brushing off imaginary dust. Feeling the warmth of Scott’s chest, and the familiar fabric underneath the rough callouses of his hands.

Scott smiles at him, before leaning over to pick up Wayne’s discarded flannel shirt. He helps him into it, straightening the collar so it lies flat. Wayne smiles back. It somehow feels more intimate helping someone put their clothes on, than it does taking them off.

He follows Scott out of their bedroom, and into the kitchen. It needs a lot of work, and Wayne can’t help but notice it every time he enters. There’s no fridge, the oven is broken, half the cupboards have broken hinges, the floor might need re-tiling. But it has nice big windows that look out the back of the property — over the woods and the lake, the sun reflecting back at them.

Wayne can ever so clearly picture them spending their lazy mornings here together. They’ll put a little table by the window, and Wayne will smile when Scott calls it a ‘breakfast nook’. He’ll cook — making them eggs and toast, or a big stack of pancakes — while Scott brews them up some coffee. They’ll be in their slippers and dressing gowns, fighting off the cold. He’ll be reading the newspaper, while Scott flips through one of those science magazines he’s subscribed to.

There’s a click, and Wayne watches as Scott turns on the small gas cooker they bought from the camping supply store. It’s a small cheap thing, but it does the job. They’ve sat it on the counter, next to a large jug of water they’ve been boiling to help clean off some of the more stubborn dirt. Scott puts a pot on, fills it with water, and lets it heat up as he sets up some of the supplies they prepared. Some of Wayne’s mugs — ones that he didn’t mind leaving at the house, instant coffee, sugar, milk powder.  Some basic groceries that would last, should they need them while they worked on the house.

Wayne gestures with his head, lets Scott know he’s heading outside, and leaves through the back door just off the kitchen. The door is still sturdy, with peeling red paint and a small stained glass window in the middle. It leads off onto the back porch, fairly large, with a white railing and a set of stairs that led down into the clearing out the back. The one with the path that led down to the lake.

They had talked about putting Wayne’s porch couch there, on this new porch, so they could have a place to sit and look out over the lake. It was a nice idea, but for the moment it laid bare, save for an old ashtray. Wayne leans on the railing, and considers why he actually came out here. He doesn’t feel the itch to smoke, the urge shaking his hands, and is surprised but not complaining. So he leans, and breathes, enjoying the sounds of nature and the shimmering lake.

There’s a dock down there, jutting out over the water. Some of the boards were loose, and damaged with time — but it was theirs. Scott had checked with the agent, that dock was theirs to use as they pleased. One day — Wayne wanted to fix it up. Make sure it was sturdy with no risk of breaking any time soon.

He can picture himself using it to go fishing in the early morning, sitting on a deck chair, watching the water and waiting for the sun. Enjoying the chirping of the birds and buzzing of the insects. The sound of the water gently lapping at the dock. Or perhaps a small boat. He can picture Eddie and Steve, heading down to the dock in the heat of the summer sun. In the afternoon, when it was hottest and most oppressive. They’d jump off, splash around, swimming in the lake until their fingertips wrinkled.  He can picture Scott sitting on the end, dangling his feet into the water, smiling at him. Maybe he’s reading a book, maybe he’s sitting next to Wayne, telling him all the assorted fish fact he’s picked up over the years of teaching.

The smell of freshly brewed instant coffee draws him back inside. The back door creaks, but Wayne finds he doesn’t mind. Scott’s at the kitchen counter, stirring their coffee with a cheap plastic spoon. He turns when he hears Wayne enter, smiling at the sight of him, before holding out one of the mugs. It’s white, with a a decal of a fish in the middle of some text that read WOMEN WANT ME, FISH FEAR ME. Eddie had laughed his ass off when he gifted it to Wayne, knowing the pair of them were as gay as anything. Scott’s mug was a faded shade of brown, with looping text in the centre that advertised IT’S COOL TO BE A COWBOY. He smiled at it. 

Wayne takes the coffee, thanking Scott, enjoying the warmth of it as it seeps into his hands. He leans against the counter, and takes a sip. It’s perfect. Exactly how he likes it. Scott smiles at him fondly over the top of his own mug, steam curling up into the cool air, almost caressing his face.

The coffee is instant, the cracked tiles cool underfoot, and none of the appliances work — but Wayne wouldn’t have it any other way.  Not with Scott looking at him like he does, in a house that’s theirs.

[jellysimbean-blog]

Sims 4 legacy challenge

~ Run the show~

This legacy challenge was solely created to play as the owner of different types of businesses

Rules

There is no set rules , just focus on having fun. Change this up or follow along, you choose.

You pick what Careers you want for each generation unless stated otherwise

Make money how ever you choose plus the ways listed for each generation.

Generation 1

*PetsCorner*

- Make money from selling puppies and or kittens

- Make money from pet shop

        Aspiration - Friend of the

          animals

       Suggested traits -  Cat lover, Dog lover, Loves outdoors

    

• Open a pet shop Brindleton Bay

• Adopt a stray

• Have at least 2 litter of puppies/kittens

• Sell puppies/kittens for profit

• Have twins/triplets

• Next gen sim Master pet training ( Optional )

Generation 2

                          *Veterinarian*

- Make money fishing 

- Make money from Vet clinic

    

           Aspiration - Your Choice

          Suggested traits - Overachiever, Generous, Proper

• Open a Veterinarian clinic anywhere but Brindleton Bay

• Master fishing

• Reach at least 4 star rating

• Have at least 1 child

Generation 3

*Music shop*

- Make money writing

- Make money through Music Media production

- Make money from Music shop

Aspiration - Musical Genius

Suggested traits - Music lover, Insider, Outgoing

• Start a Music Club

• Marry a music lover sim

• Have 5 children

• Write and publish at least 7 songs

• Get Music signed (Optional)

Generation 4

*Art Craft*

- Make money from art store

- Make money from flea markets selling arts and crafts

Aspiration - Painter Extraordinaire and Fabulously Wealthy

Suggested traits - Maker, Creative,

Art lover

   

• Master painting

• Only sell the artwork/Crafts you created and art supplies at shop

• Meet spouse at an art gallery

• Have at least 1 girl

Generation 5

*Bakery*

-Make money having Bake sales with sales table

-Make money from Bakery

Aspiration - Appliance Wiz

Suggested traits - Family Oriented, Perfectionist, Glutton

• Master Baking

• Enter pie contest at least once

• Have at least 1 child and Adopt at least 2 Child sims

• Have a Lemonade stand

• Have at least one Slumber party

• Get engaged but never marry to a sim with the Lazy trait

Generation 6

*GhostFuel Restaurant*

-Make money from restaurant

-Make money as a paranormal investigator

-Make money from side jobs

Aspiration - Your Choice

Suggested traits - Clumsy, Paranoid, Lovebug

• Have romance with at least 3 different

coworkers

• Be best friends with Parent(s) and or Grandparent(s)

• Marry a customer

• Sell your restaurant after reaching 3 stars

• Have at least 1 boy and 1 girl

��� Become a paranormal investigator

Generation 7

*Clothing department*

-Make money through career

-Make money from shop

-Make money Knitting/Crocheting

Aspiration - Villainous Valentine

Suggested traits - Your Choice

  

• Join style influencer career

• Open retail shop at rank 3 in career, work at both jobs

• Never marry

• Have 3 children but all be half siblings

• Master Knitting

Generation 8

*Florist*

-Make money from shop

-Make money from flower arrangements

-Make money from Career

Aspiration - Soulmate

Suggested traits - Romantically Reserved, Green friend, Socially Awkward

•  Join gardening Career

• Master flower arrangement skill

• Have only 1 child less its twins etc.

• Have a Spring wedding

• Retire from career

• Plant and grow only and all types of flowers

Generation 9

*Farmers Market*

-Make money from Market

-Make money Canning

-Make money from stalls

Aspiration - Country Caretaker

Suggested traits - Rancher, Vegetarian, Animal Enthusiasts

• Open a Famers Market selling plant and animal products

• Own at least one cow and two Chickens

• Obtain the Golden treat

• Register as a Farmer with Ministry of Labor (Optional)

• Have 4 Children, 1 set being twins

• Win a ribbon from the Finchwick Fair

Generation 10

*Trailer Park landlord*

-Make money from renters

-Make money from Career

-Make money from woodworking, Flea markets( flip items there), and Dumpster Driving

Aspiration - Eco Innovator and/or Fabulously Filthy

Suggested traits - Recycle Disciple, Freegan, Cringe

• Join Civil Engineer Career

• Dumpster Drive, use any furniture found to decorate properties (Optional)

• Go to flea markets for used furniture, and decorate properties (Optional)

• Create furniture from woodworking , and decorate properties (Optional)

• Woohoo in a Dumpster

• Master handiness and woodworking

• Have 2 children

• Have second child before first child become a teen

[cookie-run-kingdom-story]

The Heat of the Concert!

Opening

RM Cookie: Look at all these Cookies! Jin Cookie: It’s a miracle to have met you! Jimin Cookie: I’ve missed you! SUGA Cookie: Make some noise! j-hope Cookie: You couldn’t wish for a better venue! Jung Kook Cookie: I’ll sing my heart out! V Cookie: Shall we? All Members: See ya in Cookie Run: Kingdom!

GingerBrave: Whoah! Have you heard?! The BTS Cookies are gonna play a show right here, in the Cookie Kingdom! GingerBrave: They are so popular these days! I bet it’s gonna be a fantastic show! I’ll go for sure! Wizard Cookie: GingerBrave! Ticket booking is about to start! Are you ready? There’re so many fans they will get sold out in a moment! GingerBrave: Of course, of course! The sales will open soon, at midnight! GingerBrave: Oooh, I’m so excited! Hope I’ll be able to get nice seats!

GingerBrave: IT’S TIME! My very own ticket to the BTS Cookies’ concert, I’m coming! GingerBrave: Almost there! The page has loaded, I see the promo images! GingerBrave: The “TICKETS OPEN” button will appear any second now! GingerBrave: Oooh, the BTS Cookies are extremely popular! The fans are gonna grab the good seats… GingerBrave: Five seconds left…! I must be brave! GingerBrave: 4, 3, 2, 1…!

GingerBrave: Alright, we’re in! Now let’s pick the seats!

GingerBrave: Oh no! Already taken! GingerBrave: There’re not too many seats left! Phew! Relax! You can do it! GingerBrave: CRUMBS! NO!

GingerBrave: Okay, there’s one! GingerBrave: What?! There’re almost no seats left! GingerBrave: ONLY ONE SEAT LEFT! GingerBrave: QUICK, CLICK!

GingerBrave: PHEW…! I-I did it! THAT WAS ROUGH! GingerBrave: But… It’s the farthest seat ever! Wizard Cookie: I also booked myself a ticket! Wizard Cookie: I must admit, it wasn’t easy at all! Enough to call it a real war! Wizard Cookie: Anyway, GingerBrave! Now we can go to the concert together! Isn’t it cool?! GingerBrave: That’s awesome! But are we the only Cookies who will go? Strawberry Cookie: I… I also managed to get a ticket! GingerBrave: Whoah, Strawberry Cookie! I didn’t know you liked the BTS Cookies too! Strawberry Cookie: Yeah… I actually bought all the albums… And more… Strawberry Cookie: Photo cards… Toys… Tees… Bags… You name it! Wizard Cookie: …No kidding! GingerBrave: So, the three of us can go together now! Maybe we’ll even meet other Cookies at the stadium! GingerBrave: Ooooh, I can’t wait! Tell me, how much time is left till the concert?!

Wizard Cookie: How curious! This Purple Whale Trailer wasn’t here before. Before we got the tickets! GingerBrave: You’re right! What is it? Strawberry Cookie: No way… Are the BTS Cookies already here…?! GingerBrave: Let’s go find out!

Wizard Cookie: I never though* I’d see the Purple Whale Trailer in our kingdom! Now it really feels like the concert is just around the corner!

*actual text

GingerBrave: It’s gonna be the best concert ever, I’m sure! After all, it’s their first concert in these lands…! GingerBrave: OOOH! I got an idea! Maybe we could do something to make it the most unforgettable concert ever! Wizard Cookie: Hmm… Well, we could clean up and plant some flowers around? GingerBrave: That’s a decent idea!

GingerBrave: Whoah! With all these flowers, the kingdom looks so pretty! Wizard Cookie: And it also smells nice! Strawberry Cookie: I’m sure the BTS Cookies will enjoy the sight of blooming flowers… Strawberry Cookie: But… maybe we could add some more decorations…? GingerBrave: That’s perfect! Then why don’t we…

GingerBrave: …Place more streetlights to illuminate the town! Strawberry Cookie: Our kingdom is so pretty…! GingerBrave: It was beautiful before but now it’s… SUPER BEAUTIFUL! Wizard Cookie: The concert stage will fit right into this scenery! Oh, I can’t wait…! Strawberry Cookie: What else can we do…?

Tea Knight Cookie: What’s going on? GingerBrave: Tea Knight Cookie! Did you hear?! The BTS Cookies are gonna be performing in the Cookie Kingdom! Tea Knight Cookie: BTS? Bullet… Time… Speed…? I’m not sure if I’m familiar with that concept… GingerBrave: Ha ha, we’re having a concert! A bunch of Cookies will be visiting the concert. We’re wondering what we can do to help out! Tea Knight Cookie: Hmm. You could always expand the territory. Surely all those Cookies could benefit from more space. GingerBrave: That’s a great idea! If we have more space, everyone will have more room to themselves! GingerBrave: Let’s start expanding!

Wizard Cookie: Wow, look at all this space! Strawberry Cookie: I think we’re all prepared to greet all these crowds of fan Cookies!

Avocado Cookie: Looks like everyone’s busy! Whatcha doin’? GingerBrave: Avocado Cookie! We’re getting ready for the BTS Cookie Concert! GingerBrave: Are you coming as well? Avocado Cookie: If I could-vocado, I would-vocado! But someone has to stay and protect the Smithy! Avocado Cookie: But hey… Do you kids have what it takes to enjoy the concert? HUH?! Avocado Cookie: You need muscles! LIKE MINE! Don’t you think? Wizard Cookie: Err… I don’t think that’s… a plausible goal… Avocado Cookie: Ha ha! You could still use some buffin-up! Why don’t you help out the Smithy? You know, for training? Avocado Cookie: If you keep hammering, you’re bound to get stronger! Wa ha ha!

Wizard Cookie: Wow. My arms…! I feel like my dough has actually grown… tougher. Strawberry Cookie: Muscles…? Already…? GingerBrave: Working at the Smithy was totally worth it! GingerBrave: I’m so ready to have fun at the concert!

Custard Cookie III: Ughhhhh! Does a king EVER get to REST!? GingerBrave: What’s going on? Custard Cookie III: Cake Monsters! They’re popping up everywhere these days! Custard Cookie III: And as king, it is my royal duty to protect my subjects! Wizard Cookie: That’s right… Cake Monsters have been sighted snooping around the kingdom… Wizard Cookie: Wait, what if they attack the kingdom during the concert?! We can’t let that happen! Strawberry Cookie: We can’t have that kind of danger lurking around the BTS Cookies…! GingerBrave: Then let’s survey the nearby woods and make sure they stay away!

GingerBrave: That should teach them a lesson! GingerBrave: We’re all set to enjoy the concert now! GingerBrave: I can’t wait! Wizard Cookie: GingerBrave… Just what do you think a concert is? Wizard Cookie: You have to stand in line in a giant concert hall, just to get in. Wizard Cookie: Meaning, you need snacks! Specifically, sweets! Wizard Cookie: We should bring some Jellies GingerBrave: Great idea! Let’s go make some Jellybeans!

GingerBrave: We’ve trained our dough AND secured the land! NOW we’re ready! Wizard Cookie: You sound like a gym Cookie, but yes, you are right. Strawberry Cookie: Don’t be too sure… Strawberry Cookie: It looks like there are more Cake Monsters appearing… GingerBrave: Where did they come from?! I’ll take care of them! GingerBrave: We might need to travel a bit though!

GingerBrave: Huff… huff… That should do it! Strawberry Cookie: There’s more Cake Monsters over there… Wizard Cookie: Hmm. But defeating that bunch should be more than enough. GingerBrave: Alright! Keep up the good work, everyone!

Strawberry Cookie: We’re all set now…! Wizard Cookie: Wow, and the BTS Cookie concert is right ahead too! We were so busy preparing for the concert, we didn’t even keep track of time… GingerBrave: All we have left to do is enjoy the concert! GingerBrave: Let’s go!

GingerBrave: Wow, so this is the Cookie Bowl Stadium…! It’s HUGE! GingerBrave: You can see the whole audience from here! Look at all these Cookies… Every seat is filled! Wizard Cookie: Of course! The BTS Cookies are super popular! Wizard Cookie: You’ve heard about the Cookie Pop Chart, right? It’s the industry standard ranking for all recorded music in the Cookie kingdom! Strawberry Cookie: Err… Yeah! I’ve heard of that! Parfait Cookie’s new single is among the top hits…! Wizard Cookie: Yes, that’s the one! CAKE POPs and Shining Glitter Cookie are also mentioned quite often! Wizard Cookie: The BTS Cookies have been ranking No.1 for weeks now! GingerBrave: Wow, they’re really amazing, aren’t they…! I mean, I knew they were amazing, but not this amazing! GingerBrave: I really can’t wait to see them! Strawberry Cookie: I feel like I’m gonna burst with joy…! To think that I’d be seeing the BTS Cookies in the Cookie Kingdom…!

GingerBrave: Oh!!! The show is about to begin! The lights turned off…!

All Members: Two, three! All Members: Hello, we are the BTS Cookies! SUGA Cookie: Hello, hello! Thank you for welcoming us! Being here is like a dream come true! Jimin Cookie: It’s our first concert in the Cookie Kingdom! j-hope Cookie: What do you think, Jung Kook Cookie? Jung Kook Cookie: I feel GREAT! V Cookie: I was so excited I couldn’t sleep! Jin Cookie: Are you all ready to cheer us?! Ha ha! We’ll do our very best! RM Cookie: It doesn’t matter whether you’re sweet or spicy! Let’s have some fun!

Jin Cookie: This is our first concert in the Cookie Kingdom! What song should we start with? Jimin Cookie: Naturally… it should be THAT song! SUGA Cookie: Do you mean that one really explosive song that a lot of Cookies really liked? j-hope Cookie: Ooh, sounds like everyone wants to hear that song! RM Cookie: Then let’s get started! V Cookie: We’re gonna light up the stage with… Jung Kook Cookie: DYNAMITE!

RM Cookie: Wow, that was so much fun! V Cookie: I think that’s the biggest cheer we’ve heard performing Dynamite. Jung Kook Cookie: Let’s go light up the stage again!

Wizard Cookie: Huh? What’s happening? GingerBrave: I can’t see a thing! Strawberry Cookie: Maybe it’s some kind of technical trouble?

???: HA HA HA HA!!! Thank you for coming tonight! ???: We’ll be taking over from now on! MAKE SOME NOISE Y’ALL! GingerBrave: What? What’s going on?

T.N.T: HA HA HA! Scared? If not… YOU BETTER BE! GingerBrave: What? Where are the BTS Cookies?! T.N.T: The stage is ours now! FEEL THE CRIMSON WRATH AND BURNING SPIRIT OF US FOUR! T.N.T: Let me introduce ourselves! T.N.T: We’re the four baddies rising up from the flames! Bad and Dark! B.A.D 4!

T.N.T: The name’s T.N.T! You’re looking at B.A.D 4’S main vocalist and explosive leader!

HellHound: Call me HellHound, for I am the gatekeeper to HELL! I’m in charge of B.A.D 4’s choreography… that will change you FOREVER!

ZZ Skull: My name is… ZZ Skull: (Do I have to do the whole introduction thing? I don’t even like this name!) T.N.T: (Just do it! The Producer picked that name for you!) ZZ Skull: Tsk! M-my name is ZZ Skull…! Make sure you pronounce the Z! ZZ Skull: I am the lead vocalist who fills the songs of B.A.D 4 with power!

MUSHY P.: Yaaay! Nice to meet you all! MUSHY P.: My name is MUSHY P.! My specialty is super fast rap! MUSHY P.: Hope you like our performance! GingerBrave: This isn’t your stage! Where are the BTS Cookies?! T.N.T: Ha ha ha! Like I said… this stage is ours now! T.N.T: We’ve been trying to take over Earthbread by force… But there’s no style in that! T.N.T: Music is the universal language here! T.N.T: We’re gonna take over the BTS Cookies’ stage and THEN! Take over the world! Strawberry Cookie: Oh no…! Wizard Cookie: We can’t let them ruin the BTS Cookies’ first concert in our kingdom! GingerBrave: We need to help the BTS Cookies come back! GingerBrave: We need to help them!

Light up your Army Bomb to make a way for the BTS Cookies to come back on stage!

RM Cookie: Phew! We’re finally back! j-hope Cookie: Wow, the darkness was kinda scary. Jimin Cookie: But there was a light guiding our path! And here we are! Jung Kook Cookie: It’s all thanks to the ARMYs who showed us the way! V Cookie: Thank you, ARMY! Strawberry Cookie: V Cookie just waved at me! Wizard Cookie: No, he waved at me! Jin Cookie: Is B.A.D 4 gonna keep interrupting our concert? Is that like… okay? SUGA Cookie: Nope, pretty sure that’s illegal. SUGA Cookie: They could get arrested or fined for that. Obstruction of business… or something like that. ZZ Skull: Tsk! The BTS Cookies came back way too soon! RM Cookie: There are Cookies that didn’t it* make it back yet!

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RM Cookie: We need to help them come back! T.N.T: WA HA HA! Did you think we would let you take back the stage from us so easily? T.N.T: This… calls for one thing! T.N.T: BTS COOKIES! We challenge you to a duel… on stage! T.N.T: Whoever takes over this giant stage wins! HellHound: That’s fair. Only those who are worthy will be allowed to perform. Jung Kook Cookie: We’re not losing, that’s for sure. RM Cookie: Give it all you got!

ZZ Skull: Pshh, there’s no way we lose! ZZ Skull: T.N.T!!! You were foolish enough to sprain your hand, huh? HUH? T.N.T: I… I did sprain my hand! A little! We… we’ll show ‘em the true power of B.A.D 4 next time! T.N.T: We didn’t lose just yet! Let’s show ‘em all what we’ve got! Those BTS Cookies…!

Snow Sugar Cookie: It’s so dark all of sudden… Snow Sugar Cookie: I’m scared…! Where are my friends? Cherry Cookie: Don’t worry about it! Are you scared of the dark? Lemme light it up a bit, he he! Cherry Cookie: Nothing a cherry bomb can’t do! HA HA HA! Snow Sugar Cookie: Cherry Cookie! You can’t just set off bombs here…! j-hope Cookie: Everyone, over here! I see Cookies! Snow Sugar Cookie: Oh! It’s the BTS Cookies! I’m Snow Sugar Cookie. Cherry Cookie is here with me as well! Jimin Cookie: Let’s get you back to your seats! Jimin Cookie: We’ll show you the way! Jin Cookie: See those bright lights leading up the stage? Jin Cookie: Just follow the lights by ARMY! j-hope Cookie: Watch your step! Snow Sugar Cookie: I’m getting the warm fuzzies…! Snow Sugar Cookie: Thanks, everyone! RM Cookie: Let’s look for more missing Cookies! SUGA Cookie: You guys look that way. We’ll search this way. Jin Cookie: Wait, I think I see someone- er… some Cookie over there! Jung Kook Cookie: They look round… Jimin Cookie: And crunchy. GingerBrave: Hiya! I’m GingerBrave! V Cookie: GingerBrave? Like gingerbread? Wizard Cookie: Er, you see… He’s really brave. Wizard Cookie: In fact, that’s why he’s here looking for the missing Cookies from the audience and you, the BTS Cookies! GingerBrave: Yeah! I can’t let those baddies ruin your concert! We wanna help! j-hope Cookie: Wow, you really are brave! Appreciate the help! Jimin Cookie: Wait, there’s another Cookie here! Sorry, I couldn’t see you there in the red light… Are you okay there? You’re turning… red! Strawberry Cookie: I… I… I’m a huge fan of BTS Cookies…! Strawberry Cookie: It’s… It’s like a dream come true see* you Cookies up close! Sorry, I must be blushing like strawberries!

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Jin Cookie: Ha ha, nice to meet you, Strawberry Cookie! Let’s look for the missing Cookies together! Jung Kook Cookie: Thanks for your help! We’ll do our best to complete the stage! GingerBrave: Alright! Let’s do this!

T.N.T: The first is… a RAP BATTLE! T.N.T: Rap is more than just rhymes. You need a killer beat and know how to command rhythm! A true rapper can give a song just the edge it needs! ZZ Skull: Get ready to witness our radical rapper’s skills! ZZ Skull: Go, MUSHY P.! MUSHY P.: Wooow, it’s so nice to meet you all! T.N.T: Now! Which one of you boys will face us!? V Cookie: Rap? I got this! Jimin Cookie: V Cookie is ready to go! V Cookie: …Hmm. Nevermind. Since it is a competition, I think the rappers should take this one. Jung Kook Cookie: How about RM Cookie? SUGA Cookie: Ooh, this is gonna be interesting. j-hope Cookie: Whoever wins is the best rapping Cookie! Jin Cookie: Go RM Cookie! You can do it! RM Cookie: Huh? Me? RM Cookie: This is… unexpected. But sure, I’ll take you on!

MUSHY P.: Wah… My mouth hurts from all that rapping… MUSHY P.: These Cookies… They’re too good!

Manager Scarlet: Tsk tsk tsk… Did you not train for this? ZZ Skull: Gasp…! She’s here…! T.N.T: That’s… Pomegranate Cookie, the ice-cold manager, colder than a frozen batch of dough! Manager Scarlet: Did you not say that you would take over the world by stealing the BTS Cookies’ stage with your performance? Manager Scarlet: To lose the very first competition… tsk. How disappointing. Not a promising start, to be frank. Manager Scarlet: I shall let this one pass… But I won't accept failure the next round. GingerBrave: A walk in the park for the BTS Cookies! Strawberry Cookie: It was a perfect rap in every way…!

Jung Kook Cookie: This is new! I’m sweating… powder? SUGA Cookie: The sweet and delicious kind, right? Jin Cookie: Is it because we’ve become Cookies?! RM Cookie: You’re right! This is flour and sugar powder! Makes sense, since we’re… Cookies! RM Cookie: Wait a minute, Cookies… Cookies! Do you know what goes well with Cookies? Jimin Cookie: Oh! That thing j-jope Cookie ate at the end of the music video? j-hope Cookie: Yes! That thing that’s yellow and smooth! V Cookie: The next song is: BUTTER! RM Cookie: Everyone! Follow the beat and go with the flow!

SUGA Cookie: That was so fun! j-hope Cookie: Thanks for all the cheering!

ZZ Skull: Argh, we were so close! ZZ Skull: No matter, because our vocalists will crumble you! Our wicked harmonizing will put you down on your kneess! Jin Cookie: Jung Kook Cookie! It’s your turn! Our golden maknae! Jung Kook Cookie: Wait, just me?! Jung Kook Cookie: We have four vocalists! Jimin Cookie: Then we should all go. We’re a team! We’re all in this together! V Cookie: B.A.D 4… Are you… nervous? T.N.T: W-what?! Nervous? US?! PFFFT!! Let’s see if you can take this, BTS Cookies! T.N.T: Hear our fiery, flaming sound from the depths of hell!

T.N.T: HIGHER! Show them what you got, ZZ Skull! ZZ Skull: I’ll show you!!! YeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEEEEEEE…!!! *cough* GingerBrave: Ugh, my ears hurt! Strawberry Cookie: I didn’t know sound could be so destructive… Wizard Cookie: WHAT? I CAN’T HEAR ANYTHING!! ZZ Skull: Ugh, I think I almost pulled a muscle there. HellHound: It seems ZZ Skull isn’t in his best condition. MUSHY P.: You’re right! He can usually go much higher. ZZ Skull: That’s because of our crazy schedule! I didn’t have time to rest my throat! Manager Scarlet: Didn’t I tell you that taking care of yourselves is also part of being a pro? Manager Scarlet: I expected better from you, T.N.T. I’ve told you numerous times that it is your duty as leader to make sure all the members are in perfect condition. What a disappointment. T.N.T: I-it’s just that… We all got nervous and didn’t get enough sleep! That’s all! Manager Scarlet: Don’t make me repeat myself. Every celebrity knows how to take care of themselves. That’s basic knowledge. Manager Scarlet: How can you take over the world when you’re this careless?! T.N.T: Argh…! She has a point! HellHound: It’s no wonder why Manager Scarlet is our office’s best road manager. She can even make the wild T.N.T quiet. MUSHY P.: Our manager is so cool!

Almond Cookie: Hmm… How suspicious. Lights don’t just turn off by themselves… I suspect there’s someone… or something behind this. Latte Cookie: Cream Puff Cookie! Are you alright? Cream Puff Cookie: Yes, I’m fine! I… am a bit surprised, though. Cream Puff Cookie: Oh, I’m so sorry you two got involved in this mess! It’s all because of me… Latte Cookie: No worries! I wanted to watch the concert as well! And Almond Cookie is here because it MIGHT be dangerous… Almond Cookie: And I was right. I knew something was gonna happen… Almond Cookie: We can’t stay here. It’s impossible to see anything. Follow me.

GingerBrave: I think there are Cookies over there! V Cookie: You’re right! I see Cookies over there. Cream Puff Cookie: Are you all trapped here as well? V Cookie: No, we’re here to save you all. Cream Puff Cookie: The BTS Cookies! And GingerBrave! What are you all doing here? V Cookie: GingerBrave is helping us find the missing guests. He really is one brave Cookie! SUGA Cookie: Do you know where your seats are? Check your tickets. Let’s get going, then. SUGA Cookie: Just follow the lights created by ARMY. Not too hard, right? Latte Cookie: How kind! Now, shall we all get going? Almond Cookie: Looks like this case has solved itself! Cream Puff Cookie: Thank you, everyone!

ZZ Skull: Don’t you think it’s time to see who’s the most handsome? ZZ Skull: Ahem! You’re looking at Earthbread’s second most handsome! Let’s see who’s the best looking! T.N.T: Hold on there! I’M the best looking of this team! T.N.T: Don’t you know they call me the dangerously* delicious cake of them all?!

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Strawberry Cookie: NO!!! GingerBrave: BOO! You’re no match to the BTS Cookies! ZZ Skull: HA HA! Like I said! My turn! Wizard Cookie: Not a chance! ZZ Skull: W-wait, why is everyone booing?! ZZ Skull: What, are you all scared you’re gonna lose?! Hey… wait a second… HEY!!!

HellHound: Looks like T.N.T and ZZ Skull can’t compete this round. HellHound: I will take it from here. MUSHY P.: Oooh!!! It’s HellHound, the unstoppable dancer! His performances leave everyone speechless! RM Cookie: Wait, so you have only one dancer? Because, you know… we have three. HellHound: Hmph. you clearly do not realize the extent of my potential. HellHound: HellHound is the gatekeeper of hell. He always has his faithful Cakeberus with him. And Cakeberus… has three heads. Jin Cookie: What? Cakeberus? HellHound: It means that there are three Cake Hounds dancing with me. Cake Hound 1: Arf! (Leave it to me!) Cake Hound 2: Woof! (I’ll show you the best teamwork!) Cake Hound 3: Woof woof! (We practiced hard for this!) j-hope Cookie: Oh? When it comes to practice, we’ve done quite a lot as well! j-hope Cookie: Alright, let’s dance it out! MUSHY P.: I’ll cheer you with my shroomie dance!

HellHound: I have no regrets… HellHound: My Cake Hounds and I did our best… ZZ Skull: T.N.T! This is all your fault! You should’ve trained us harder! T.N.T: Don’t blame me for something HellHound failed to do! ZZ Skull: You’re the leader! It’s YOUR job to lead the team! T.N.T: Grr… NO! This is all HellHound’s fault! HellHound: Do you have any idea how hard the Cake Hounds practiced? They were sweating buckets of whipped cream every night. T.N.T: (This won’t do…!! I need to come up with SOMETHING! I’M the leader!!) T.N.T: GRRR! BTS COOKIES! I challenge you to a unit duel! T.N.T: Let’s see how strong you are in smaller groups! T.N.T: If you’re all so GREAT, face us on the stage! j-hope Cookie: Hmmm? Units? This should be interesting. Jung Kook Cookie: Bring it on!

V Cookie: And the next song is…! …What’s the next song? Jin Cookie: I bet ARMY will really like this one! RM Cookie: You know, when it’s obvious that you’ve made your point clear. What do you do? j-hope Cookie: MIC DROP!!! Jimin Cookie: Let’s give it our best! Jung Kook Cookie: I’m ready! SUGA Cookie: Let’s go!

RM Cookie: Wow, we definitely showed them everything we got! Jimin Cookie: Is everyone having fun?! Jin Cookie: We still have a lot of songs left! I hope you all enjoy!

T.N.T: Presenting B.A.D 4’s most ambitious unit…! T.N.T: ZZ Skull and HellHound! We have the vocals AND the moves! ZZ Skull: He he he… Just the two of us means more screen time for me! I’ll show those BTS Cookies what I’m made of! HellHound: And I have just the perfect dance song… HellHound: Our performance is like no other…! The rhythm, the passion in every move and beat! Prepare to be overwhelmed by our greatness! Cake Hound 1: Woof! (Go team!) Cake Hound 2: Woof woof (Go B.A.D 4!!!) GingerBrave: Like the BTS Cookies would lose to them! C’mon everyone! Wizard Cookie: GO BTS COOKIES! Strawberry Cookie: WE ONLY NEED THE BTS COOKIES!!! BTS COOKIES FOREVER!!! ZZ Skull: Let’s start, HellHound! HellHound: I’m ready. RM Cookie: Is everyone good to go? Dance or singing, we’re all set! Jin Cookie: Of course! Just think of all those hours we practiced! SUGA Cookie: There were days I thought our choreography was just too much some times… Jung Kook Cookie: C’mon, let’s go! This looks fun!

ZZ Skull: Tsk… We lost again?! Then… ZZ Skull: Get out of my way! I’M gonna have the final shot! The spotlight belongs to ME! HellHound: I will not accept this. I’ve studied various poses for this! HellHound: And I promised the Cake Hounds they’ll be in it too. MUSHY P.: I wanna be the ending fairy! Happy… mushroom dance! La-la-la! j-hope Cookie: You should all be proud of yourselves! That was a pretty great performance! j-hope Cookie: Especially HellHound’s moves… that groove! It was as if he embodied the movement of flames themselves! Jimin Cookie: That’s right! I liked your dance moves! Super quick yet stylish. HellHound: I was inspired by the flames of the Oven. HellHound: The BTS Cookies recognized my performance… I will take that. I am satisfied. Wizard Cookie: Do we even need to see the results for this one? The BTS Cookies obviously won. Strawberry Cookie: Yes…! The BTS Cookies are the best…! Absolute best…! T.N.T: GAH! It’s not over yet!! T.N.T: Because you haven’t seen anything like us before! MUSHY P.! Get ready! It’s our turn!

Onion Cookie: It’s… dark! I-I’m scared…! WAH! Herb Cookie: Where did all the other Cookies go? Herb Cookie: I only see the Cake Monsters… Onion Cookie: *sniffle* A g-ghost might appear! *sniffle* Onion Cookie: Let us out of here…! Pancake Cookie: Hmm… What should we do?! Pancake Cookie: Oh! I know! I can fly! Like this! Woosh! Pancake Cookie: I can fly while holding on you* guys! Hang tight!

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Pancake Cookie: One, two, OOF!! Pancake Cookie: …Let’s try that one more time! OOOOF! Pancake Cookie: Guh… I can’t fly… Herb Cookie: I’m afraid carrying the both of us is too much, Pancake Cookie. Onion Cookie: WAH! I want to get out of here!!

GingerBrave: I see Cookies over there! Jung Kook Cookie: GingerBrave, you’re amazing! Jung Kook Cookie: You don’t care whether it’s dangerous or not- you just go and save those Cookies no matter what! GingerBrave: Oh no! It looks like the Cookies are all scattered in the dark…! GingerBrave: But I want all of us to be there and enjoy your concert! Together! RM Cookie: That’s right, GingerBrave! RM Cookie: Each of us is brave and special, but we’re stronger together! Pancake Cookie: Wow, are those the BTS Cookies? Are they here to save us?! Jung Kook Cookie: Let’s get out of here! Pancake Cookie: But I couldn’t move everyone… How are we going to escape? RM Cookie: Don’t worry about it! RM Cookie: We’re pretty strong! RM Cookie: We can carry you Cookies in one arm! Jung Kook Cookie: Just follow the ARMYs’ lights, and you’ll be fine! Jung Kook Cookie: Let’s go!

T.N.T: The song MUSHY P. and I will be performing is… MUSHY P.: What could it be! What could it be? T.N.T: MY song! I wrote it myself! T.N.T: The anguish and conflict within…! Who am I? What AM I?! T.N.T: What must I become? What is worth… doing? T.N.T: What… is my name? SUGA Cookie: Did they already start? T.N.T: No! NO NO! I was explaining the backstory of the song! V Cookie: You know, we’ve had the whole identity crisis thing too. Jin Cookie: That’s right. You’d be surprised! T.N.T: Hmph! We’ll see about that! T.N.T: MUSHY P.! Are you ready to rap it out? MUSHY P.: Gimme a sec! I need some waterrr… MUSHY P.: *Gulp*... *glug glug glug…* MUSHY P.: Yee haw. MUSHY P.: I’m ready! MUSHY P.: By the way… promise me you’ll eat my mushrooms if we win! Jin Cookie: What should we do if we win? Jung Kook Cookie: Skip dance practice? j-hope Cookie: Hey, come on! No! Jimin Cookie: Let’s get started, shall we?

T.N.T: *Sniffle…* I… I may have gotten too invested in the song. T.N.T: I can’t… help… tears…! T.N.T: Didn’t MUSHY P. miss his cue? Like more than once? MUSHY P.: Um… T.N.T? MUSHY P.: You kinda made it hard for me to follow… You were too into the song… and didn’t really listen to me…! T.N.T: But these lyrics are a piece of art! How can one stop themselves from getting emotionally invested?! T.N.T: It’s about a brute with a majestic mane, struggling between good and bad, searching for his true name…! HellHound: But you went ahead and didn’t consider MUSHY P. at all. You are a team. You need to work together. That was unprofessional. HellHound: Perhaps we should accept that we have lost… T.N.T: NO! Do you not see how amazing this song is?! Manager Scarlet: Defeated in every round? This cannot be. Manager Scarlet: I… The Producer will know about this absolute disgrace. T.N.T: What? You wouldn’t…!!! Manager Scarlet: I will. A report on everything… directly to “her.” T.N.T: NOOOO!!!

RM Cookie: The next song we’ve prepared is… Jimin Cookie: Ooh, this song wants to make you dance! V Cookie: And you don’t need anything to dance. RM Cookie: That’s right. You don’t need any permission or anything to worry about. Jin Cookie: Let’s have fun because nothing can stop us! SUGA Cookie: Because when we fall, we know how to land! Jung Kook Cookie: Let’s go! PERMISSION TO DANCE!

Jin Cookie: Thanks everyone! V Cookie: You really are the best fans ever! Earthbread’s sweetest! SUGA Cookie: I think I’ll always treasure tonight’s performance, here at the Cookie Bowl Stadium.

GingerBrave: It looks like a lot of the audience were able to find their way back! GingerBrave: Let’s go help the other Cookies who haven’t come back yet! Wizard Cookie: Yes, for the perfect finale to an even more perfect concert! Strawberry Cookie: Let’s all do it together…!

Jin Cookie: What do you think? Our concert is going pretty well, huh? Jimin Cookie: Definitely one of the most exciting concerts we’ve had! V Cookie: It was all thanks to ARMY and the other Cookies. j-hope Cookie: Let’s keep this up! Jin Cookie: Now, RM Cookie, any words of encouragement? RM Cookie: Right. Everyone! RM Cookie: Let’s keep it sweet until the end! RM Cookie: …Something like that? SUGA Cookie: Yeah, sound about right. RM Cookie: Alright! Let’s do our best and make this our finest performance! Manager Scarlet: Ah, I’ve finally reached the Producer. Manager Scarlet: I’ll connect to the stadium’s screen. T.N.T: Wait, what?! Are you serious?!

Producer D.K.E.C: Thank you, Manager Scarlet. I have been watching this pathetic show all along. B.A.D 4: P-Producer! V Cookie: Who are you? Producer D.K.E.C: I am D.K.E.C. I am the president of Darkness Entertainment. Producer D.K.E.C: We haven’t been around for too long, but our special charm and skills have attracted many fans across the globe. Producer D.K.E.C: My plan was to create a group as good as the BTS Cookies and take over the world with music loved by everyone regardless of language or ingredients… Producer D.K.E.C: But it seems that these… fools require more training. Producer D.K.E.C: Manager Scarlet. Change of plans. Return to the headquaters* with B.A.D 4 immediately.

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Manager Scarlet: As you decree. MUSHY P.: Noooooo… I like the stage! HellHound: I quit. I strongly disagree with how they’re treating the Cakes. ZZ Skull: Me too! I’m gonna find a new label. One that’ll treat me better, recognize the star I am! T.N.T: E-everyone! D-don’t go! T.N.T: We’re still competing against the BTS Cookies! What happened to becoming the best group and conquering the world?! ZZ Skull: Hmph! I don’t care anymore! I care about ME! I wanna be famous and popular! ME! HellHound: I do not approve of this rigorous routine for my Cake Hounds. HellHound: Cake Hounds should be treasured! Cherished with absolute adoration! T.N.T: Guh… But…! T.N.T: But all that practice…! All those hours I’ve spent, dancing and singing! For what?! All to end like this? j-hope Cookie: Hey, hey, give yourself some credit there! j-hope Cookie: You did lose to us, but you’re all amazing performers! Jin Cookie: Yeah! See, every morning I’ll look at myself in the mirror and marvel how handsome I am. Jin Cookie: You need this kind of confidence if you want to control the stage! T.N.T: But we lost! And kept on losing! How can I stay confident in this situation?! Jung Kook Cookie: You gotta believe in yourself and sing from the bottom of your heart. Jung Kook Cookie: Because if you put your heart into it, the fans will listen. They always do! SUGA Cookie: You can’t inspire someone if you don’t mean it. T.N.T: Sing… from the bottom of my heart? RM Cookie: Why don’t you try performing as a group this time? RM Cookie: Forget about the Producer or your manager! Forget about world domination and all that fancy stuff! RM Cookie: Sing what you want to say!

ZZ Skull: Gettin’ this power wasn’t a breeze… Wrote a diary with my own tears… Misery and DISGRACE! HellHound: Ya ain’t never seen a Cookie like me! Am I Cake Monster or Cookie! Naw! MUSHY P.: Have some shroomies, have some shroomies! Why won’t y’all try some shroomies… T.N.T: Stop pointin’ your fingers and dumpin’ the hate… I’m bad to the core, evil’s my fate! T.N.T: I’m BORN TO BE BAD, VILLAIN 4 LIFE!

Wizard Cookie: … Wizard Cookie: That’s actually pretty good. Strawberry Cookie: Yeah… I felt like they really meant everything. GingerBrave: I wonder what the BTS Cookies think of it? j-hope Cookie: Wow… WOW! That was pretty great! Jin Cookie: Yeah! It was powerful yet fun! Jung Kook Cookie: See? You’re all great! Jimin Cookie: I think I may have gotten a bit TOO into it… V Cookie: I like it. I wanna listen to it on repeat. T.N.T: H-huh?! Why are you all cheering?! SUGA Cookie: It was an excellent song. RM Cookie: And you’re a great team, too! T.N.T: Y-you… think so? To be honest, we’ve worked together, but never really were in sync. ZZ Skull: It felt like we were singing TOGETHER! ZZ Skull: BTS Cookies! Do you always sing together like this?! Jin Cookie: Ha ha, you know, us seven are pretty drastically different, too. Jimin Cookie: We obviously look different. Jung Kook Cookie: And taste different. V Cookie: We also have different interests. SUGA Cookie: But we all have the same goal. SUGA Cookie: We want our voices to reach more fans all over the world.

RM Cookie: Sometimes, things can feel overwhelming. And you might even forget who you are along the way. RM Cookie: But thanks to everyone here… We can always find our way back. RM Cookie: Thanks to you, I am RM Cookie! Thanks to you, we are the BTS Cookies! RM Cookie: It’s all thanks to you, ARMYs. You’re the reason why we’re here, and the reason we’ve come so far. RM Cookie: Love yourselves just as you are! And if our words and music can help, that’s even better! RM Cookie: I hope that you’ll always remember this night and be together, just like you are today! ZZ Skull: I see…! T.N.T: So you need to love yourself… to really mean what you sing…!

SUGA Cookie: It’s already the last song of the concert! Jimin Cookie: I can’t believe we’re on our last song… V Cookie: Everyone, look around! V Cookie: The stadium is filled with purple lights! j-hope Cookie: ARMY? ARMY Cookies…? All these lights… are here for us…! Jung Kook Cookie: They look like starlight shining brightly! Jin Cookie: As if… the stadium is a little universe! RM Cookie: We are all here, with our dreams and Star Jellies! Together, performing as one! RM Cookie: It was truly the crunchiest and sweetest concert we’ve ever had. RM Cookie: Let us light up the world today and treasure this light forever! Jin Cookie: Are you ready to hear our last song? Jin Cookie: It’s… MIKROKOSMOS!

Jimin Cookie: Look at all the Army Bombs! They’re like a wave of glittering lights. Jung Kook Cookie: It’s just all so touching…! But I’m not gonna cry. Nope! j-hope Cookie: Thank you everyone! I’ll never forget this moment!

j-hope Cookie: And with that, we’re done with our concert in the Cookie Kingdom! Jimin Cookie: B.A.D 4’s appearance was… unexpected, but I feel like we’ve become good pals. Jung Kook Cookie: It was all very exciting and fun! Jin Cookie: I kinda want to go back and perform in the Cookie Bowl Stadium again.

SUGA Cookie: Wait a minute! There are other Cookies who deserve a round of applause as well. RM Cookie: Yeah! GingerBrave! V Cookie: And Wizard Cookie and Strawberry Cookie too. RM Cookie: Thanks to you, this whole experience was a blast. And thanks for reminding us what being brave truly is! RM Cookie: It was inspiring to see you all running together to help others enjoy the show! RM Cookie: Dear GingerBrave, Wizard Cookie, Strawberry Cookie, and all other awesome Cookies out there! RM Cookie: Never stop running! RM Cookie: Because we’re not gonna stop either. We BTS Cookies will keep running as well! RM Cookie: I’m afraid it’s time for farewells and goodbyes! Jin Cookie: I’m never gonna forget this! Ever! j-hope Cookie: We’ll always keep trying, striving to get better! V Cookie: I can’t wait to see you all in your kingdoms! Jimin Cookie: See you then! Promise! Jung Kook Cookie: Because as long as you’re there, we’ll always be singing! SUGA Cookie: We’ll be back as stronger, brighter BTS Cookies! RM Cookie: Stay safe until then! Promise!

Strawberry Cookie: The concert is really over now, isn’t it… Wizard Cookie: That was… amazing. GingerBrave: Wait, Wizard Cookie, why are you hiding your face in your hat? GingerBrave: Are you… crying?! Wizard Cookie: N-no!! I just got emotional! That’s all! ZZ Skull: What’s wrong with crying?! If you want to cry, cry! The BTS Cookies told you to be true to yourself! T.N.T: From now on… B.A.D 4 are officially fans of the BTS Cookies! Don’t get surprised when you see us waving our Army Bombs! GingerBrave: This was my first time experiencing a concert like this, but WOW! That was so cool! The songs were great and the dance moves were so cool! GingerBrave: And I was really moved by their words too…! GingerBrave: Thank you so much for such a wonderful time, BTS Cookies! I hope to see you on the stage again! GingerBrave: Until then, I’ll never stop running!

RM Cookie: …It really is over. RM Cookie: We didn’t make any mistakes today, did we? Everyone in the audience looked happy. V Cookie: Yes, they were all smiling. They looked happy. Jung Kook Cookie: That was so much fun! I really enjoyed singing and dancing in front of the Cookies! Jin Cookie: I feel like I can still hear the applause! SUGA Cookie: I know the hall is empty now… But I want to sing one more song for the Cookies. j-hope Cookie: Because our performance isn’t over, and the time of our lives has yet to come. C’mon, let’s sing our song! Jimin Cookie: Right, the Cookie Kingdom concert may be over, but all endings are simply new beginnings! RM Cookie: Then let’s sing our true final song! Jung Kook Cookie: I hope everyone stays happy until we meet again!

[sege-h]

Thoughts on the State of Play reveal

Under a readmore just in case

1- I know I said I'd keep the Son*dow tag blocked for a bit after Prime ended but I think I'll keep it blocked till the end of the year now lmao

2- I know the rumor has been going around since yesterday but I took it with a grain of salt since it's. Yknow. A rumor. But even when I let myself think 'what if its real tho' this is SO FAR FROM WHAT I EXPECTED. A!!! I thought at most we'd get is a remaster that'd also make Shadow playable! As soon as I saw the new level I was like WAIT WHAT. WAIT WHAT!!?!? and it just kept going from there!!!

I'm so happy we'll be getting a HD biolizard fight! He'll no longer be contained to the 3DS! Also from what little we saw Shadow will get to have some dynamic posing in the boss fights, like Super Sonic did in Frontiers. Good! I loved those!

3- Ian Flynn has #KnowingSmile'd the announcement and I'm hoping this means he got to write for whatever new content there is.

And speaking of Frontiers! I'm hoping that this ends up being Shadow's 'Frontiers' moment. In that his writing and character get what Amy's, Tails', and Knuckles' did in Frontiers.

4-I had the stream off to the side in another tab since I wasn't interested in most of what was shown. And then I heard the first few notes of the Generations music and i immediately switched tabs and I just!!! Feel like I did in 2011 except my computer/internet is way better, and you tube is shittier!

5- I'm excited for this for such Me reasons. For those new here- I live in a country that had no Sonic stuff for...well, never, really. Not until about 2022. The second movie did what I'd hoped the first movie would do (but then the pandemic happened) and brought over Sonic stuff here. For the first time in my life I went to a toy store here and it had Sonic stuff. I got to buy physical Sonic comics for the first time. For the first time in my life I can go to a video game store and actually see Sonic games there. It's been wild

That being said, 2011 had Nothing. Sonic Generations came out. And I didn't want to pirate it because a friend of mine had worked on it. I was determined to find it. And I only saw it irl one time- for the Playstation. A console I've never had. It was pretty upsetting! I remember posting about it here even....I've been on tumblr too long SHDGSHDHS

Later I'd find that there was a 3DS version. I have that! So I looked for that version of it alongside the PC one

So, for almost a decade, I looked, to no avail. And for this whole time I refused to look at any playthroughs! Any knowledge I had on whats in the game came from the trailers we saw

And then in 2019 my best friend helped me buy the 3DS version. I had 9 dollars on my 3DS and whenever the game went on sale it'd be on for 10 dollars. So he gave me a dollar and helped me get it SHDGSHDH

So I finally experienced Generations! It was surprise after surprise in that one, because I knew it was different but I didn't know how. I didn't expect a Rush level in it, or for the Biolizard to be in there!

And then in late 2020 when I got my new computer and could finally get steam, another close friend got me Generations for the PC! I'd somehow managed to dodge spoilers on it all those years so all I knew about it was: Theres Green Hill, Chemical Plant, City Escape, and a Silver boss fight.

I got to play modern City Escape for myself- which is the level that inspired the current iteration of my main OC, Storm. It was a joy

All this rambling to say...it's wild to think that once this remaster comes out, I'll be able to get it day 1, at least I hope I will. Still-it won't take me almost a decade to get to it

And if there's a physical release? I'll be able to go to a store here- HERE, not in one of our neighboring countries, not from somewhere else, but in a store here. Right across the street. And I'll finally have a physical copy of Generations. That was my final goal with the game-- I love it, I have two versions of it! And the plan was always that even though I'd gotten to play them now, if I ever ran into a physical copy of the game, I'd buy it. And now I'll really get to do it

6- Bonus thought of me being silly: Wowow my OC was shown at the State of Play--

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Red - Part 2

Warnings: none that I can think of, Red being Red, Darrell is at Ambrose so Red is feeling lonely, Skulk is mentioned

Darrell belongs to @bluecoolr

Skulk belongs to @probably-a-plant-thing

"I'll be thinking of you every second anyway"

Darrell was one sappy man, and Red loved every second of it. Even in the heat of the kitchen, his face felt hotter by just reading the text message.

"SHUT up! You're making me blush at work"

Darrell was going to spend thanksgiving over at Ambrose with some friends of his, he was offered to come with, but ultimately decided to stay, Skulk couldn't handle the hogs by himself. And boy was he regretting staying already.

He was more quiet than usual, his mind wandering to the blue haired giant. Safe to say he burnt a few pancakes while spacing out. 

It's not like Darrell would be here with him anyway. He's at work, Darrell would be at the station. They'd be chatting over text just like they are right now. 

The difference being, once he gets out of work, he won't be able to visit Darrell. And even if that time hasn't come yet, the knowledge that he's away is enough to eat away at his heart.

The day had gone by way slower than usual, for a moment he was reminded of the time before he arrived at Devil's Peak. How many years has it been? He doesn't even remember. He had been wandering from town to town, looking for a place where he could settle discreetly. A place where everything worked with cash, no questions asked.

He decided to skip the usual Friday Night at the bar, he'd just drink a few beers by himself this time. 

On top of Darrell's trailer that is.

Red climbed to the flat top of the mobile home, 6-pack of beer in one hand. The air was cold and humid, he could see his own breath under the moonlight. 

He opened his phone and typed a message for Darrell.

"Hey Blue, how was your day? I miss you"

…

delete

"What u up to? Wish you were here"

UGH

delete

"Hope u don't mind me sleeping on ur trailer tonight cuz that's what I'm doing"

…. Good enough

send

ding!~

That was fast…

"Don't you mean 'in'?" He let out a chuckle.

"I said what I said"

He put down the phone and cracked open a beer, this will be a long night.

This was the second week in which he was drunk and missing him. Only this time there was no way of seeing him. He felt stupid, he never imagined he'd catch feelings for Darrell, or anyone, for that matter.

Most of his life after death he spent it alone, relying on fights and hookups for human contact. And for a while it was fine.

He was young, making himself to be the man he always knew he was. Turns out bribing nurses into giving him T injections was easier than he thought. Now, surgery, that was the issue.

The money he had taken from his father was plenty, but he needed a safe place to go for recovery "I read on the paper there's a small cabin in Devil's Prick for sale" said the nurse while injecting him. 

The place definitely needed some TLC, but it was a home, it was secluded, safe and his. 

It was only after he had made a full recovery that he realized he was running low on funds.

Luckily, the diner needed help.

"Welcome to the team, kid" said the old man, patting him on the back. 

Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a big hulking figure, a man with ash blue hair, which was tied on a low bun.

Oh, he's cute…

He was carrying big sacks of potatoes into the walk-in fridge from a truck outside, one sack on his shoulder, another hanging from his hand.

Oh, he's strong…

He waited for his break to go talk to the man, saw him leaning against the wall near the back door, smoking.

"Can I bum one out ?" the big man seemed taken aback, was he blushing? That's adorable.

"Yeah, here…" he said, holding out a pack of cigs at Red. He gladly took one with a smile, placing the smoke between his lips before signaling the taller man to get closer.

He fell right into the trap.

Once he was close enough, Red grabbed his shoulder and pulled him close enough to have the lit cigarette touch his own, and kept him there until the second smoke started going. His red face looks even cuter up close, he thought.

He let go of the man and leaned back on the wall, taking a long drag before blowing out the smoke that accumulated in his lungs.

"Thanks, I didn't catch your name?" the poor man seemed flustered out of his mind.

"I'm Darrell, you're the new guy, right?" 

"Yeah, 's nice to meet ya, Darrell." he said, holding his hand out, "Call me Red"

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