#please put something in my ask box if I don't post a bunch of stuff in the next couple days because I will probably forget

[david-tennant-wearing-things]

Please keep uploading EVERYTHING (as much as you can)

Of georgias insta posts/stories

Its amazing lol

Well since you asked, uh, funny story. I’ve actually been screenshotting nearly every Instagram story for several months and then keep forgetting to post them. (and I may or may not also be hoarding a lot of Anna and Ty's stories, so lmk if you want those too)

All of Wordle (or at least all that I can find in my camera roll) under the cut:

These were posted between April 3, 2024 and June 11, 2024

I'll post the rest of what I have soon! (But if I forget please come yell at me)

[luveline]

how about some domestic stuff of post-prison reid and stripper!reader??? that one fic broke my heart in the best way

Prison changes a lot of things about Spencer, so when you get back to his place after a quick run to the grocery store and find him packing away some of his things into boxes, you're not alarmed. “Spring cleaning?” you ask, stepping around him carefully where he's kneeling by the TV stand. 

“Making room,” he says. 

He must have bought something. You put your tote bag in the crook of your arm and bend a touch to kiss his cheek, his hair brushing your face. “You have so many things, Spence, you need a storage locker. You need two.” 

He feels blindly up your arm. 

You put the groceries away, wash your hands, and cut some veggies. You season them and put them in the oven to roast, calling Spencer to see what he wants with it. “You could have the leftover chicken, or I can make, like… anything you want, actually. Pork chops, or maybe forget that and we'll have pasta, I can frankenstein the– Hey, Spence? You listening?” 

You're not mad. He's always been prone to deep thought, but usually he isn't looking straight at you while you talk. “Spencer?” 

“You'll move in with me, right? If I ask?” 

You wring your hands. “You've asked me a hundred times.” 

“But this time, you'll say yes.” He's staring at you. He already knows. 

“You can at least pretend to ask me.” 

Spencer closes the box in front of him. “Please, move in with me. I can't spend that long away from you ever again.” 

“You see me almost every day when you're not working.” 

He shrugs, smiles. “It's not enough.” 

You sit on the couch. He leans over his box to hold your leg. Spencer's asked you a bunch of times, first because he worried about your safety, then because he felt it was a good option as his friend, and then again because he loved you. And you always said no because you didn't want to depend on him, and because some nagging voice in the back of your mind kept telling you he'd realise he didn't want you as soon as you got close enough. But it's been a long time since you thought that way, and his stint in prison emphasised how badly you need each other. 

“So, it'll be equal?” you ask in answer. 

“I'm not saying that. The rent is ridiculous, and you didn't sign up for that, and I have no idea where we'll put all your clothes. But it'll be half yours, absolutely.” He looks especially happy though apprehensive; he hasn't realised you don't need convincing this time.

“I want to bring my pink lamp for the bedroom.”

Spencer's smile changes his entire face. Puppy dog eyes turn thinner, his lips part, his perfect teeth like pearls. “I want you to bring the pink lamp. Bring everything. No one will ever understand our decor.” 

You sink down on the floor in front of him and nudge aside his box for a hug. He gives it to you, and, in a slightly uncharacteristic move for him, he cuts the embrace short to kiss you soundly, his hand on your cheek. He kisses you again and again until you're laughing into his mouth. 

“Does this mean you'll let me propose?” he asks softly. 

Your breath catches. He doesn't sound particularly put together himself, bringing his second hand to your face, holding your forehead to this. 

“I don't think it's something I have much choice in,” you say eventually, your smile audible and immovable. 

You get to say yes or no, but his wanting to ask is all on him. He's flustered you unexpectedly, and the quiet laugh coming from what feels to be the deepest recess of his chest tips you over. You dip down into his neck slowly, hiding away in the curve of his shoulder as his arms come heavy behind you. 

“All I could think was how much stuff I didn't get to say to you, or do with you,” he says. “If they couldn't clear my name, I kept thinking about how much time I wouldn't get back.” 

You breathe out in a rush against his neck. “But you're out.” 

“Yeah. I am.” He strokes your back. “Lucky me.” 

[feralwetcat]

hits them with my super cool alien mutant creaturification ray

yeah so i made an au about it

(rambles below the cut + bonuses)

don bully me about any of this please heart emoji im sensitive and this is like my first post in this fandom be nice pretty pretty please

FIRST! i rambled at my friends about this au even tho they only know about pd because of me so heres the screenshots of that👍

if you couldn't tell im very normal

NEXT !! design notes except slightly more understandable

i based alot of these guys on real animal species so they don't exactly seem *alien*? just mutant but like bare with me here

Vyncent: lore wise his planet is mostly fractured, causing it to basically be a bunch of floating islands with and atmosphere and such, so i was like heehh why not bird him yk? alot of the details are still elf like but like he has talons and shit because of course, it's not shown but a species trait on everyone of his species is infact having slits on their back, even if the person does not have wings for any reason. outfit wise the main thought was..spaceship?? suit?? practical??? i forgot to draw it but he has so many fucking pockets its genuinely insane, like there are pockets on his *sleeves* (that are usually unusable because he likes em rolled up:])

Ashe: i kept him *mostly* just a guy because its important to his story i think...but you see. aliens. so shes actually based on a species i made a long time ago that is effectively just space fish, he's specifically a type of space fish based on the purple emporer tetra!! they specifically didn't get very many visual or physical differences, and is very much on the low end of visual differences, shes the most humanoid like ever. outfit wise i made it mostly diff than the others, the others have relatively similar outfits that correlate to the tactical being in space vibe, but theirs is very oddly human, despite humans being intensely rare

(space fish stuff is basically just creatures similar to fish from earth or prime but evolved to take literally any amount of oxygen anywhere, including space, wnd turn it into something they can breath)

Dakota: hes vaguely dinosaur adjacent? except. alot of the genes show through via internal organs and strength, though his skin is alot rouguer and has some scales on certain joints and such nd also has intensely sharp teeth, outfit wise i wanted it to be something he could move around in well as well as something that appears as close as possible to the expectation of what hes supposed to wear while working, because he wants to meet that expectation so so much, but he can't, because its not reachable for him? yeah i made his outfit have angst what about it:3

general species lore wise there's a planet which creatures somewhat genetically similar to dinosaurs reside, however they're also alot smaller and beefier, and the planet is vaguely desert like, so they've got water storage and such!! yeah i know alot about evolution mhmhm definitely

William: hes got layers. many. he effectively went through a species change? his planet is ecologically very similar to earth and prime, except they have. basically cryptids, the planet is so intensely fucked up, theres shadow creatures that nibble on you and you just kinda gotta live with that, and he was like that, his species could go invisible and hide in the shadows. HOWEVER, the horrors, he died and got cooler:3 when experincing intense emotions or in immediate danger, he will go progressively more intangible and grow less opaqe, depending on the severity, starting from the hands and legs. design wise i just thought the jacket was cool lmao there was no thought. also i thought a tail with wispy fire looked cool so. yeah i put thought into the others, he js looks like that

PLEASE drop questions in my ask box i BEG of you

BONUS DOODLES:3 (can you tell who my favorite is ((super hard)))

k bye

[vilz]

hello obviously there isn't anything i can really do to control this (unfortunately i deleted a bunch of posts BEFORE turning off reblogs on them) but i would prefer that people did not circulate my posts from this blog any more... i appreciate that people are kind to me about my art, but that is just my request i suppose. this blog is unprivated now, and if you'd like to see what is still up you can look at them here. my ask box is also open but i will not be making any art posts here from now on. here is a little preemptive faq:

why did you leave?

i didn't feel comfortable or happy posting on this blog any more!

do you still make art? do you post it somewhere else?

yes. but i've been pulling away from posting very much online, and the things i'm interested in drawing nowadays are generally more private, so i won't be directing anyone there or anything. i don't consider my new blog to be a continuation of this one.

i know your new blog!

that isn't really that surprising since i didn't honestly put great effort into concealing it or anything. we are probably not friends, so i hold no sway over you, but i would still prefer you did not share it or treat me as if i am still "vilz who posts fnaf art". i'm just a whatever blogger who blogs about whatever things. also to be frank i do not think my new blog has anything that interesting for people who followed for the kind of art i used to post here. this is not an invitation to say "it is interesting!".

we are friends!

if we have not been in direct, mutual conversations i highly doubt that. i'm sorry if that hurts anyone's feelings.

why did you delete all your self ship art?

people seem to enjoy my self ship art a lot, which is very flattering, but i don't want people to be looking at them any more. i realize that they are still rebloggable and are still circulating around, which is nobody's fault but my own, but i would prefer they were not shared any more. i can't really do anything about it and i also don't blame anyone for reblogging those posts since it's obviously not something they would know, but yeah.

i saw your art on pinterest!

i did not and do not consent to my works being put on pinterest. the art from "vilz" has not been uploaded by me to any other website besides tumblr. if someone is posting my art from here on a different platform, they are doing so without permission.

i saw you on magma!

i still join magma boards sometimes lol. it's a fun site.

what about your ocs?

they are still my ocs. sometimes i still draw them. currently, i do not have any plans of posting my oc art online ever again. i would prefer that people did not reblog the oc art i have posted to this blog.

what about your fics?

all of my fics are still up on ao3 anonymously. they are: small mercies obscura floriography baying of lambs scrape bitch, bastard, bullshit almost human a dream, recurring countdown i'm very flattered and happy that people have left kind comments on these. thank you very much for reading the words of an amateur and for sharing an experience with me.

are you going to finish your uncompleted fics?

i would really like to say yes, because i care a great deal about aspects of them, but it's looking pretty unlikely. i lost all my files (and my calmlywriter key !!! always save your emails and receipts, everyone!!!) and also it's hard to feel motivated about them now. i guess i will leave this up in the air just to soothe my own feelings but in reality the answer is Probably Not.

are you going to post new fics?

i might, because i've been in a writing mood lately, but please don't expect anything. if i do, they will be anonymous on ao3. i will not post about them here or on any other blog.

i really liked your posts and blog!

thank you. i'm glad that people could feel that way about the things i made and thought about stuff i care about. irregardless, i would prefer that people did not share my old posts from this blog.

i will do it anyway.

i cannot stop you, so there isn't really any point in pleading. i just thought i'd make a little info post for people who are inquiring. after this, there won't be any "posts" from me. if there are relevant questions or messages i might reply to them or just update this post.

thank you for reading and for enjoying my blog. goodbye !!!

[midnight1nk]

Sooo how we feeling about today's episode? If you want to have my 2 cents, I have a feeling it's gonna be a non Puzzles arc first. Considering we've been having Karen lore explored and like I mentioned it in a post I made, it's interesting, this theme of exploring pasts of characters, probably somewhat meant as soft retconning (like Melony going from possibly not having a family to family issues which would maybe somewhat make sense with the idea that she was actually repressing that which I find very plausible personally) but also I do feel like there might be at least a smidge more of a reason for it. But yeah I feel like we might slowly get a new thing going on with Karen, maybe Marty becoming an antagonist again, also exploring Karen's past more, like an ex-assassin arc or something. It would DEF make an AWESOME movie that would be the first ever that doesn't focus on any of the core crew which is CRAZY. THOUGH this is not to say they aren't allowed to drop other hints for later this year, like with the possibility of Puzzles coming back and perhaps exploring Perfect again and doing a bunch of reprise like stuff, yknow the kinda thing that feels corny but it's the exact kinda corny the channel is. Anyways if I turn out to be right with the ex assassin arc and we actually get a movie like that, focusing on Karen- I have some- SOME hope of like, a whole battle of the bands arc, which I've been thinking about for a bit. Like a mini arc made of like maybe 4-5 episodes with a longer ep special. Especially because they need to release more music, especially w Saikosis stuff like- it's like wasted musical potential to me.

Also I checked and still no change anywhere, even the website which is silly to me. SO- I don't encourage others to do this but very few times when I'd check the website I'd submit shit like "hey guys, why didn't you change this" and "Hey, we see that this website is still up yo" for one because I think it's a little funny but also because they GOTTA KNOW!!! THEY AT LEAST COULD'VE CHANGED IT SO YOU CAN'T SUBMIT STUFF!!!! BUT THEY DIDN'T!!!! IT'S STILL O P E N!!! Sorry, that had been driving me mad for a good bit. Like genuinely WHY is it STILL open??

I LOVED this episode, it was awesome!!! The character development, their backstories! so good

Having a non-Puzzles arc with Karen would be sick as fuck, dude! just having her story unravel more with her husband and the corporation AND we might get to see who was the one to request the hit on Marty! OH and young Karen, can you imagine?! BRING IN THE MUSIC PLEASE! and maybe we can finally move on from the whole flareglow thing

I've also checked the PV website frequently and, having been working with UX/UI before, there's absolutely NO REASON why it's still up. I got a log and everything.

The Team could've done a fun little image that's like "PUZZLE PARK IS UNFORTUNATELY CLOSED" or something like they did for the "That's all, folks" image/gif, but NOPE. Like I said before, these websites cost money, and this being worth a percentage of their budget, they're up to something. Especially considering that this website is one of Mr Puzzles' main connections of him (and the show) to the audience. ....yeah at that point, put me in a straitjacket.

I'm always watching *looks directly at Team but at Cube specifically*

also yes, guys, please DO NOT spam or even enter anything in the WOTFI submission box. Even if we have questions, there are lines we shouldn't cross. Still, we'll be keeping a close eye on this, from a distance ofc.

Thanks for the ask!

[disease-danger-darkness-silence]

SELLING THINGS, NEED CAR INSURANCE

Hey y'all!

I really need to get my car insurance reinstated. I can't finish moving without it. I don't drive without insurance.

Obviously, I'd love to pay $558 and not have to worry about it for six months, but that's not an option, I don't think.

We're currently crashing at a friend's house but that is over as of the 1st. We have to be fully moved out of the old place by then. The car also needs to be insured and running.

More info below the cut, but TLDR: I am accepting gifts/donations, I am selling things, and I am selling services.

I have a Ko-Fi, where I can accept most forms of payment, and a PayPal.me. I also use the username/tag NovasPrime on PayPal, Cashapp, and Chime. Ko-Fi also has monthly donation options. I set up tiers starting at $1/month, and I'm hoping to add things to them as actual perks some time soon. Just like. Downloads of things I make and shit.

I also have a PO Box where you can send me physical items: PO Box 20422, Carson City, NV, 89721. I love getting postcards and notes and stuff! And like. Uh. If you have any physical gift cards to car parts/repair places that you're not gonna use, I wouldn't say no to them. 🙃

Please consider sharing! Thank you!

I have most of the things I need to fix the car. Most. I still need a few things, most of which I'll need to get next payday. But the major things I have. I just need to let the weather allow me to do so.

So here's where you come in, lovelies!

I need money.

I have things! I can ship to the US and Canada, possibly other places, but my God, would it be worth it for you? Maybe for books. I have a ton of those in a ton of subjects. I used to work at a college library and when they downsized the collection because they got a big digital collection, we got to take lots of it home - and I did. Ask me a subject and I can tell you what I have. I'll make a list tomorrow.

I have a non-cartridge printer I'm willing to sell - still has ink and works well. I'd drain it and ship the bottles with it. I'd sell it for $90 plus shipping.

I have one of those manual standing desktops that you set on a desk and use a lever to maneuver. It's heavy so probably best for local pickup. $25 takes it.

I have several old phones and tablets I'm willing to sell for a few bucks here and there. They're all fairly old, 4G or wifi only, so like $5 apiece plus a dollar or two for shipping.

I have various shoes and clothing - most will be unisex or women's in EITHER large/size 10-12 pants/skirts, or 3x/size 20 pants/skirts. The shoes run from 8.5 women's through 14 women's (7 through 11 men's). Let me know your style and color preferences, size and body type, and I can send you pics of what I have that may work for you. I'll work on a post of clothing stuff.

I have like no gaming stuff because most of my gaming stuff is digital these days (I DO have a PS5 but I'm not giving that up, it's the crappiest model so it's not worth a lot anyway). I lost my Switch to pawn forever ago, but I have some assorted Switch accessories, like wireless controllers and stuff. If you're interested in that stuff hit me up and we'll talk. I also have a few PS4 controllers of various stages of working, both on- and off-brand. Those, those I'll give up cheap, like 5 bucks each, cuz I'm not sure which ones need work.

I have assorted computer components. I'm not sure what all I can give up because I'm Frankensteining a computer tower for Adrienne, but I'll know shortly! I have at least a few hard drives and some RAM, but they're all like 10 years old. If you're trying to build a crappy desktop for a kid or something, hit me up, I have cheap prices.

I have a pistol, an IWI Masada. I'd rather not sell it, but needs must - if nothing else goes, it will. It comes with two 17+1 magazines, wrist braces, a bunch of 9mm ammo, and a cheap padded waterproof case with a handle. You can put a padlock on the case. It was $500 new, and it's in great shape, so I'd want $300. You'd have to pay for transfer and background shit.

NOW ON TO SERVICES!

I can do a lot of things, as you may well know. I pride myself on being a jack of all trades, master of like two. Here are some services I can perform, as a small independent contractor (all jobs will involve a small one-page boilerplate contract outlining the job, with a few exceptions).

In-person, locally, if you're in Carson City, Reno, or surrounding Nevada/California areas:

Cleaning. Think maid service. I will provide my own materials if you want but it costs more that way. I can deep-clean or unfuck, too, but that's more expensive. Rate is Nevada minimum wage: $12 an hour. Deep-cleaning and unfucking is more specialized and harder on my body, so that's $18 an hour.

Organizing/filing paperwork and mail. Got a bunch of shit you don't even know if you need to keep? This bitch knows. I'm great at filing and organizing by any organizational system you'd like. Hourly rate is Nevada minimum wage: $12/hr.

Personal assistant/driver. I'm a pretty good driver, with 24 years of fairly clean driving. I don't drink or smoke weed. I am great at shopping, running errands, taking directions, taking notes, etc. I also have some minor medical training, experience writing copy and press releases, and experience doing minor graphic design and photo editing. Need a personal assistant for a few days? Hit me up. Prices start at $15 an hour, but you have to provide the vehicle (or pay my insurance up-front as part of the wages).

Simple taxes. I am not a CPA! I am, however, better and more honest than H&R Block and places like that. I will not DO the taxes. I will GUIDE YOU ON HOW TO DO THEM, so that you never have to have someone else do it for you ever again. I can do this online too, but I'm not thrilled with the idea. Nevada doesn't have state taxes so it's easier. Price depends on complexity of taxes and how much your refund winds up being.

Personal shopping/delivery pickup. Once again, you'd have to provide the car, or pay my insurance as part of the fee. Price depends on where and what.

Very minor car repair. I can't do anything major but brake pads, tune-ups, oil changes, starters and alternators, batteries, etc. You pay for parts. Price depends on complexity of job, starting at NV Minimum wage.

Minor clothing repair or alterations. I can do bigger stuff too, but I don't really want any big sewing commissions right now. But if you need pants or a skirt taken in, or hemmed up, or patched/repaired, or some patches sewn onto a battle vest, or anything like that? I have a sewing machine and knowledge.

Minor handyman-type work. $12 an hour. This is like. Putting flat-packed furniture together, fixing minor plumbing issues, patching wall holes, building a table or bench from old pallets, etc. I can physically fix a lot of electronics as well, although I avoid working on phones and tablets like the plague. But I won't work on electricity. Exceptions are installing a new plug or light switch - shit is easy enough.

Scrapping things. Got a bunch of shit you want scrapped down to components. Hit me up!

Things I can do in-person OR online:

Ghostwriting papers. Doesn't matter how esoteric the subject, I'm great at writing papers. Price depends on complexity of topic and research needed, as well as length and how much I need to adapt my writing style, but it starts at $25 for a basic 5-page term paper, excluding cover, index, and citations. If you want nice formatting (a cover, index, and complex citations section) that's an additional $10. Price goes up from there. So...average is roughly $5 to $10 per page.

Ghostwriting articles. I won't write on certain topics but I can write on almost anything. Cost varies based on what is needed.

Resume and cover letter writing. I usually only charge $20 for this.

Resume and cover letter editing. Again, usually $20. I'm not out to gouge people looking for a job.

Proofreading and line-editing, with a heavy emphasis on proofreading erotica. I have done this professionally several times. The price for this depends on the task and the length of whatever I'm reading. I'm willing to work within a budget, within reason. I read very fast - I can proofread and line-edit 50k in a few hours.

Sensitivity reading on the following topics: gender nonconformity, SA victim, invisible disability, autism, ADHD, perceived privilege, bi/pansexual, aromantic, polyamorous, chronic pain, drug use, dyscalculia, dysphoria, dysmorphia, blindness with correction, nonconformity to beauty standards, visible queer-ness, WLW, t4t. Price for this is much like the proofreading and line-editing thing: I prefer to work with you directly.

Page layout and design. I won't print the stuff for you, but I'll design it so you can print it out. I do everything from calendars to coloring books (you provide the art, I just do page layout and formatting and conversion) to ebooks to journals to planners.

Muse. I know this sounds hilarious but just hear me out. You want to write but can't think of an idea. I have ideas but can't write fiction right now. Sounds like a match made in heaven, right? 30 minutes of bouncing ideas off me in chat or via zoom or something an helping you outline your latest project? Letting you get inspired by my fan theories or whatever? Send me what you can afford, no specific price in mind.

[novatheassholeofacat]

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STOP SENDING ME DONATION ASKS. I AM A MINOR AND I CANNOT DONATE.

[1] I am a Tumblr user named Kit.I love a lot of Nintendo franchises.I have ocd,ADHD,Dyslexia, and high functioning autism, so any random noises/strange things I post were probably on accident and I didn't think. My current hyperfixation is regretevator. Please to not include me in any drama or tag me in donations posts. I swear a lot and please don't get offended by this but people are all assholes. I left the pizza tower,Sprunki, and dandys world community due to not only most of them being really toxic,But a bunch of problematic youtubers and stuff so yeahhh... I swear to fucking god if anyone here mentions my appearance or anything about my past I will fucking shove my foot so far up your fucking ass that your spine comes out of your mouth like a fucking pez dispenser. I get offended and hurt easily so careful what you say.

[2] People who like the same things and are nice are welcome here this is A LGBTQ+ safe space

[3] The only people not allowed are transphobics, racists, pedophiles,zoophiles,necrophiles,anti furry,animal abusers,etc.

[4] Asks are allowed and fanart too.don't be afraid to ask a commission although it will probably take forever.

[5] Ask rules:no NSFW,everything at [3] troll posts or hate.you can tell me if somethings wrong just not rudely. If I don't like an ask I won't answer and be patient I don't answer right away.last rule is to have fun and look at my bad and scuffed drawings ;3

[6] Things I like:animals, aquatic animals, Roblox, all on [1] drawing, sleeping, affection,reading, and a lot more.favorite colors are neon colors and pastel colors.favorite place with hotdogs has gotta be DQ.

[7] Sometimes I may post Nsfw, vents,or something that some are sensitive to. I will put warnings and its up to you to read them.

[8] Tangle is my Oc and is supposed to represent me.

⚠TANGLE IS A MINOR DO NOT SHIP HER WITH ANYONE NO MATTER IF ITS REAL OR FICTIONAL. YOU MAY ONLY SHIP HER WITH PEOPLE IVE SPECIFIED ARE OKAY.⚠

Eh. Can't think rn. Probs gonna add more later.

Uhh the user boxes were made by @regretevator-fanpage

Bye ig.

[moonlightvigil8]

Aether Sail MMO/ Treasure Planet MMO

i am a person of many ideas, all of them too much for me to do, so after many years of hoarding my ideas, and without making any progress towards any of them, i have decided to make some of my ideas public, i started with the RPG system that now has a blog that i will probably not post that much, so i ask you to judge this without thinking the scope is too big or whatever, i know all of that all too painfully, but i want to interact and maybe if this gets enough popularity i will get a contract or something. if you do decide to make my idea, please get in contact, i can work for you.

so, the basic idea is a MMORPG with Treasure Planet aesthetics and the 70% Victorian and 30% fantastic, the medium is cell phones, and you play with the phone standing upwards and the game should be made to be played with only one hand, both for accessibility and to make it easier to play. so you slide around to walk and tap to interact, if you interact with a enemy you get into attack mode. the combat should be something close to monster hunter but with a tab target system, idk if this could work but it would interact very well with the notion that you can only do one action at any time.

for guilds, one idea that i found somewhere that i don't remember is, that guilds are badly designed because it assumes that people only have one social circle, so my idea is to make it like Discord servers, where you can get into any numbers of servers you want, but you always get into the lowest role, and you can go up on roles if people like you or any criteria people want. you could also have multiple bank accounts per server and lock the bank accounts by roles, so you can really customize who has what money, and even share accounts with other guilds.

for dungeons, i want something like Tarkov with their loot n' scoot system, or extraction looter if you are boring, basically the idea of going in, getting stuff and either backing off to be safe or going farther to get more at the risk of losing everything you got. so its actually a risk and reward game to get better loot, to support that you can create encampment to create better gear, store loot and get out of game bonus.

PvP is optional, but its guild based, so you are in war against any other player that your guilds are enemies with. so it is optional, but its also social. enemy players can steal your items from boxes that otherwise they couldn't access, open doors, even if with some difficulty, and other PvP related stuff. to support that you have guild options that make you not enemies with everyone or be enemies with everyone (except if they have the previous setting activated). idk how overlapping would work, but i think its a good system overall.

for cities i think people should be able to buy terrain and houses, with limits, and create things like shops, also have a way for players to create laws and stuff, so basically player driven bureaucracy, that could be fun if balanced for fun, even if might generate too much conflict and be bad for some players.

crafting is something that i thought some amount of it, and i am thinking chore play, so instead of having placing things in a grid and happening instantly, something closer to Potion Craft, with some real physicality to it to make it satisfying, with a bunch of materials and ways to mix them to make it crunchy and let information on how to make some type of material be a political tool, a new way to interact with other players, so if you have a specific recipe that you got from dismantling a specific weapon.

notes are a way to create notes, you can at any time create a note and put information at it, you can sign them and they keep day and hour of creation or last change, they can work as documents, patterns of drawings like Animal Crossing, work like checks, material recipes to make crafting faster but at the risk of people discovering your recipes, and to give people temporary guild roles or other permissions. you can seal notes with wax and stamp it with a pattern. you can also create coins the same way, but not like the original coin, but side coins, so its really a player driven economy, player created coins need a stamp and a material to be made.

combat is like monster hunter but tab targeted, so you aim at the enemy you tap and get your weapons, and when you tap you attack, if you drag you move, if you slide quickly you can dash or roll depending on the distance and you have a block/parry or secondary attack button, a change weapon button, a change target button and 3 abilities buttons. so the combat is about playing towards the win condition of your weapon and using abilities to create openings or getting a big payoff from openings. the enemies would stun or throw you away with every hit, regardless of damage to make you really change how you play depending on what they do, but if you parry attacks you have a chance to throw the enemy away and if the enemy is really big you need multiple people to parry to push the enemy back.

Hades like dialogue, just add something about a player or tell a myth or something interesting but prioritizing things that are important.

and contest that the players can create to play around with other players, basically create rules for a sport or a arena, ways to allow light hearted conflict between players. be a fight to glory or a fashion show, ways to facilitate that type of stuff.

out of game bonus like World of Warcraft, but you can get better ones if you are in a good city or has a decorated house.

for monetization i would like a premium currency that you can trade with other players for coins only, but you can buy something from the game, but i am not sure what, probably some convenience or fuel for better out of game bonus. i think any form of monetization hurts the game, but this hurts the game less.

ships, with a velocity based on cloth released, and functions like cannon, helm, boarder and engineer, idk if the canons should use ammo or have a cd. we have a radar, that has info about enemies like position, speed, cooldowns, so its worth to keep someone there. idk how to make this exactly, but in Starfinder each spaceship has a number of rooms that it has to be able to hold stuff, so something like that, basically a room for people to sleep, a room for medicine stuff, a room for radars, basically space slots, but the trade off would be speed for size.

i think that's all and i would really like other peoples opinions on this, even just for the fun of talking, and if you see a future for this idea, pls send me a message because we can definitely have a deal. thanks for reading, luv ya.

[silveredfeathers]

So am I supposed to put a pinned post up or is it just optional?

Because I'm not sure what to put here but I see a lot of others with one... I live in Alola currently, I'm originally from Kanto, though I see Johto as my home region.

I mean I can put my trainer card post on this to make it easier to find so here's the link to that: LINK

I'm married to @trainerlynda and am dating @timetravelerpyrite.

Note to other Silvers: I AM NOT OLD

I made a website.

//CURRENT ARC: N/A

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//Ooc and character info below the cut.

RULES:

- Anon Hate is IC only and I'll delete anything that goes too far.

- Please provide English translations if sending asks with other languages.

- Please don't make me add rules on purpose.

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Here's a list of ask games you can use if you want to throw an ask at Silver or me:

Headcanons (Writer)

Invasive Questions (Muse)

Pokemon Headcanons (Writer, please say it's for the ask game)

Never Have I Ever (Muse)

TM41: Torment! (Muse)

Memories (OOC Muse, don't send checkmark asks please)

Reporter (Muse, please say it's for the ask game so I can respond the right way.

Evil Team Propaganda can be sent Silv's way.

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CHARACTER INFO:

I'm going to add more info to this and make it fancy later.

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Rather specific tags:

#Wormholes Suck - Lore relating to Silver and Touya's past.

#Lore Crumbs & #Vague Lore Crumbs - For the most part, as it says on the tin, the post mentions something that happened before the blog due to my Silver being developed before I made the blog.

#Silver's Asks - Ask posts. This also goes for any tag that has the word asks in it (ie. #Magic Anon Asks).

#Chimera's Curse - Stuff relating to the "official" reveal of Silver being a hybrid to rotumblr.

#Mew out of the bag - [ARC] In which Gio was turned into part Mewtwo. The link is a masterlist of important posts.

#Fool's Faller - [ARC] Silver and Lyn first meet Pyrite in person here!

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This is a blog meant to represent my version of Silver, which means he strays from canon a little bit... Okay alota bit. This blog may also cover some serious things, but also participates in the general tumblr chaos. He will only be shipped with characters my BF writes, for comfort reasons.

He is 37 years old, his birthday being 12/24/1988, which makes him 11 during the events of the Gold/Silver games. He's married to @trainerlynda and dating @timetravelerpyrite. A bunch of dimension hopping related shenanigans and other such things that have happened to him. He is also transmasc and bi. If, for some reason, you don't like that, please just block me and leave.

He is a hybrid of Ho-oh, Lugia, and Silvally, due to Kenichi's (He is Lynda's halve of the universe's Giovanni's twin brother yes I know that's probably confusing-) scientists messing with him.

Silver's Boxes (Pokemon List)

Artwork with this Silver in it:

His current pfp, drawn by me

Reference sheet, drawn by me

In between form and concept drawing of the full form drawn by me

Silver and Puppy, drawn by @/yewwantstobattle

Silver helping his wife calm down after some shit happened, drawn by me

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WRITER INFO:

I am 22 and am kinda new here. Please let me know in private if I end up talking to someone bad, I likely genuinely didn't know since that info is scattered pretty much everywhere.

Follows and likes are from @zoranaroleplayhub and sometimes @messyzoranablog. Asks are primarily in anon.

Any art that I post will be credited accordingly. If it is not labeled, then it's my own work or official.

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OTHER THINGS:

Ho-oh and Lugia Feather Properties - A headcanon post about the abilities different feathers Lugia and Ho-oh have, since the Silver and Rainbow Wings have their own special thing going on with them. It's in the format of old explorer journal pages. These headcanons will sometimes be referenced by Silver and are here for ease of finding.

[officeobject]

Intro attempt thing yet again (yes that was the original name):

What I post: I post things about my life (such as vents), Poll Drama (we’re a whole community thing), song parodies, stories, about the Xanderverse (duh), my hoarde (and about being posic and SFW objectum in general), myself, my interests, Ethan Cuddleton, addiction (especially Lianne as well as Ethan’s addiction), Amelica, Colby Tybbles until he fecks off, autism, Boyfriends Webtoon slander (AND I’m a Purple Hoodie Guy fan), stim stuff, Sims 4 CC finds, questions, jokes, memes, rare perfume-reviews, pictures, animash, and occasionally I’ll remember that I’m religious LOL.

Commission status: OPEN! I almost post daily about Palestine and other fundraiser stuff (PLEASE ONLY SEND THAT IN MY ASK-BOX) but my ask-box is also open to questions, and requests for what you can commission! I do FREE Boyfriends slander (and Purple Hoodie guy stuff) - whatever that entails - and I can review your spiritual work, do animash collabs, make a wallpaper for your phone, song parodies, and more, I guess!

Personality: Emotional, stubborn, funny, clingy (at times), creative, passionate, childish, excitable, snappy, strict, caring, has high empathy, curious, dramatic, expressive, honest, musical (yeah I’m using that as a descriptor), shy, aggressive, nurturing, sensitive, talkative, possessive-ish (it's complicated), defensive, protective, playful, and MORE personality traits!

Pronouns: Que/quir/quir/ques/quirself, exe/exe/exes/exes/exeself, tox/codep/posse/jer/codepself, sta/path/hara/rud/pathself, mid/child/insec/inva/childself, cree/manip/vict/enti/manipself, zombie neopronouns, and zombie nounself pronouns. I'm willing to get more pronouns (non-themed, object-themed, nounself, and to check out emojiself pronouns), and probably will, as I LOVE pronoun-shopping (and as said above, my prominal identity is: alloprominal neoprominal objectoprominal nounprominal).

My labels: Just a list of my labels – @officeobject on Tumblr

Likes/interests/hobbies: Objects, toys, dolls, baby reborns dolls, fidget toys, office stuff (and other stereotypical human things such as cityscapes), Disney Zombies, Pinkie Cooper And The Jet-Set Pets, the Xanderverse, my identity/myself, paranormal stuff, Christian stuff, the Sims, Animal Crossing, Agatha All Along, LPS (not the new ones), polls, quizzes, animash, watching videos, the Xanderweb, Boyfriends Webtoon slander, Purple Hoodie Guy (from the Boyfriends Webtoon), making song parodies, animash, Alvin And The Chipmunks (including the Chipettes), and other things I forgot.

Tags: Besides character tags, I tag #vent for vents, #addiction for addiction stuff (including Lianne Momentum - even as a character or whatever) - #PollDrama for polls because people of the poll tags basically wanted to kick me out and now I have a community of those who stayed loyal to me or something, Ethan is often featured in #goofy but has his own tag as #EthanCuddleton (I still cringe but he chose that last name as an internet last name for himself), and I try to tag trigger stuff, and do usually put as many tags as possible in relation to whatever subject because it’s fun (except for tags that I think shouldn’t even be a thing but also I’m bad at thinking of tags or tagging or something) - I also tag Palestine posts with a bunch of tags but always #Palestine and #Gaza - I’m gonna add tags to maybe all of my older posts. I don't tag Darlen Momentum, because that's literally me - that's just my self-insert - that's me talking in third person - that would be me talking about myself.

DNI: Besides the usual stuff, DNI pro-lifers, anti-furries, anti-SFW age-regression/agere, NSFW, DDLG, pregancy kinks, birth kinks, or similar stuff, people who ship incest (even as a joke or in fiction, or about chosen siblings, adopted siblings, stepsiblings, half-siblings, and of course also parental kinks), people who make lobotomy jokes, people who make 9/11 jokes, Pinky And Pepper fans, bad boys/bad girls/bad enbies, Boyfriends Webtoon fans, people against Boyfriends Webtoon slander, and people who think I won’t always be aroace/haven’t met the right person/am straight/think I’m too young to permanently identify as aroace and other stuff like that. 

About the teenage ghost haunting me (Colby Tybbles): https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/769344297542828032/colby-tybbles-summarized-and-all-so-far?source=share .

Darlen’s boy (currently non-existent, concept only), because SOMEONE would probably want me to post this and all: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/773141514874421248/this-will-update-with-more-lore-stuff-that-i?source=share .

All about my addiction: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/769418105753567232/nobody-thought-of-closeted-trans-women-when-op?source=share and https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/773136735906512896/random-important-ventsposts-and-whatnot-about?source=share .

Addiction-triggers: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/769126841559678976/people-say-to-avoid-triggers-but-like-i-cant?source=share .

My stance on AI: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/773128911450226688/about-ai-which-i-still-have-an-addiction-to-i?source=share .

Ethan backstory if you want the most personal crap ever, specifically from me: https://www.tumblr.com/officeobject/773140561612931072/part-11-the-hopefully-happy-ending?source=share .

Other social media: My Xanderweb, is for archiving stuff of mine, like song parodies and stories and all, which I also post about, along with extra ventful vents and secrets and whatever else that a “dead” website can be used for! I even post videos there, and it sure saved my flank (not literally), once, so I do still appreciate it and all - you can assume I’m dead if I don’t post within 1-2 days on there, and if any account of mine is gone for whatever reason, I can talk THERE, and explain and post and announce what I’ll do next!

[youredreamingofroo]

📩 Simblr question of the day: It's time to appreciate the small things! What's a small detail from one of your posts that you love? Could be a small tattoo on a sim, specific clutter in a sims' room, a little detail in a render or screenshot, whatever is applicable to you (p.s. I've been scouring simblr, and I've noticed people don't like how picky SQOTD feels, so please! Share around SQOTD asks, anon or not, I'm only one person and can't find and ask every person on simblr ~ 💛)

Thank you to SQOTD Anon and other Anon for the asks!! (I'm presuming we're gonna start seeing dupe asks with this getting passed around now LMAO)

I RELIGIOUSLY put small details in my renders and stuff, so take a shot (or sip of juice) for every small detail i point out /j LMAOO

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starting off with my most recent post, whether u wanna call these small or not, im still gonna point them out - the next panel after "I'll see you in a weeks time" you can see the text box is still there, which is just a play on perspective, you can also see the lyrics from the Beabadoobee song in frame on the ticket close-up shot AND finally (for this post), a more subtle detail, is the fact that the box with the "-$158" casts a shadow! I gave a before and after, thats how subtle it is and how subtle i wanted it to be :)

That's the one I wanted to share the most, but if you want to see and read about more details (small or just overlooked/overlookable), I'm adding a couple more under the cut :)

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Lighting isn't so much a small detail, but a detail that I think is important and am sharing a couple (not all) moments where I used colored lighting to create contrast or just to outline characters or where I just felt it was important to use specifically-colored lighting:

Just gonna speedrun explain these: Leo's colors are red/red-ish pink and green is the opposite of pink, which I used in that specific render, so it was a nice contrast Hero's colors are a range from Red - Orange - Yellow-ish Green - Green Vanella's (A sim I havent talked about before!) color is Blue and I used blue both as lighting for the walkie talkie and to make her stand out from the background Leo and Roo's colors are [respectively] Pink/Red-ish pink and Purple, I like to, especially in these kinds of renders with no background, use these colors to highlight them and their favorite/representing color Same as the last, I used yellow and purple/pink to contrast the two, with blue as a sort of undertone(?)

Also if you look at the W.A.S Teasers, Green, Yellow and Blue are meant to highlight the different characters and sort of set them apart from each other

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in this post/render-set, I wanted to show (whether u see it as a big or small detail again idk, i see it as small/medium) just how exhausted Harvey/Younger Roo was and how sorry Roo was/felt, hence the slumped over body and Roo tightly hugging him

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you wont see this for a bit (until i muster up the energy for a flashback Hiraeth render), but Leo DOES wear this sweater again after Roo said he loved it :)

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I will never get enough of this panel, i always eat it up everytime I see it... but anyways LMAO The small detail here is just the hair strands... I feel like I did SO well on not making them look exactly perfect but not exactly like... fake hair, kind of representing the "I cut my hair myself" look- also the fact that I managed to perfectly remove his glasses (via model editing in blender)... *chef's kiss*

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shoutout to you if you remember the first nirvana post... anyways, Obv the text isn't small but it's just the fact that you can interpret these two frames in two different ways (that I know of): One is that it's saying DONT. (as in dont grab her hand) and then she does her hypnotizing shabang and it says "DO IT" a bunch (like yk,, do it, grab her hand-) The other, is that it says "DONT. DO IT." (basically just saying DONT DO IT, with a period/comma however u see it) Not necessarily a render detail, but something i realized a while ago while looking at this

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And thats it! Thank you again for these asks!!! I love putting in small details or just details that might get overlooked SOOOO much :)

[raamenosc]

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[1] I am a Tumblr user named Kit.I love a lot of Nintendo franchises.I have ocd,ADHD,Dyslexia, and high functioning autism, so any random noises/strange things I post were probably on accident and I didn't think. My current hyperfixation is regretevator. Please to not include me in any drama or tag me in donations posts. I swear a lot and please don't get offended by this but people are all assholes. I left the pizza tower,Sprunki, and dandys world community due to not only most of them being really toxic,But a bunch of problematic youtubers and stuff so yeahhh... I swear to fucking god if anyone here mentions my appearance or anything about my past I will fucking shove my foot so far up your fucking ass that your spine comes out of your mouth like a fucking pez dispenser. I get offended and hurt easily so careful what you say.

[2] People who like the same things and are nice are welcome here this is A LGBTQ+ safe space

[3] The only people not allowed are transphobics, racists, pedophiles,zoophiles,necrophiles,anti furry,animal abusers,etc.

[4] Asks are allowed and fanart too.don't be afraid to ask a commission although it will probably take forever.

[5] Ask rules:no NSFW,everything at [3] troll posts or hate.you can tell me if somethings wrong just not rudely. If I don't like an ask I won't answer and be patient I don't answer right away.last rule is to have fun and look at my bad and scuffed drawings ;3

[6] Things I like:animals, aquatic animals, Roblox, all on [1] drawing, sleeping, affection,reading, and a lot more.favorite colors are neon colors and pastel colors.favorite place with hotdogs has gotta be DQ.

[7] Sometimes I may post Nsfw, vents,or something that some are sensitive to. I will put warnings and its up to you to read them.

[8] Tangle is my Oc and is supposed to represent me.

⚠TANGLE IS A MINOR DO NOT SHIP HER WITH ANYONE NO MATTER IF ITS REAL OR FICTIONAL. YOU MAY ONLY SHIP HER WITH PEOPLE IVE SPECIFIED ARE OKAY.⚠

Eh. Can't think rn. Probs gonna add more later.

Uhh the user boxes were made by @regretevator-fanpage

Bye ig.

#intro#RegretevatorBlaze

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sing what we see! (SENSITIVE OR UPSETTING TOPICS!)

Sing what we see!

sing what we see!

Boy in a truck too young to drive

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

Chilling in a bus with gals and guys!

Sing what we see!

sing what we see!

A man on the crosswalk getting un-alived!

Sing what we see!

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A car in motion heading down the pike!

Sing what we see!

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A guy jumping from a building that is way too high!

Sing what we see!

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A mother and her kids getting a DUI!

Sing what we see!

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A drunk guy going 90 in a 35!

Sing what we see!

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Guy with a grenade that seems to be live!

sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

A tractor trailer turned on its side!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

A bus driver that's too bald to try!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

The bus we're driving is about to die!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

We ain't even going to survive!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

Make sure to tell grandpa I said hi!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

Heading down the cliff I'm gonna cry!

Sing what we see!

Sing what we see!

(Ur turn!)

hallo!!! (i have no idea how to do the singing thing gelp-)

[adelaide-lemonade]

Day 1

Hi! This is my first real post on Tumblr besides my little intro from yesterday. Today was decent, but it had a bad start. First of all, I spilled water on myself like 5 seconds after waking up. Then I was craving a bagel for breakfast but the bagel had mold on it!! My wifi went down in my house. It started raining. I tried to tell myself that I was lucky to wake up another day, but then my tummy started hurting. And it's hard to be grateful when your tummy hurts. (TUMMY HURTS?!? RENEE RAPP?!?)

Anyway, I knew I just needed to go to school and see my friends because friends make everything better. So I got to school and I felt better. My belly stopped hurting, and I was pretty productive. But, then, the talking started...basically there's this guy who likes me. (We'll call him Chocolate) And usually I don't judge, because I know I'm not the most normal myself, but he is VERY strange. On Valentines Day, I was putting my stuff in my locker when I felt a tap on my shoulder. So I turned around and he shoved a box of chocolate in my hands. And I was like, "Oh, thank you so much!" And he just walked away. Then, last Friday, I felt ANOTHER tap on my shoulder and I felt my impending doom. And guess who was there when I turned around? That's right. Chocolate. He had a notebook that said, "Can I get your number? Yes or No?" He couldn't even ASK. But I didn't know how to say no, so.... I gave it to him. :( :( :( A while later, I got a text from him. One of the first things he sent was a YT short that was basically like, "Did you know you can't feel your tongue when you smile? Got you! Look at how cute you are when you smile!" BARF. Now, what you have to understand is that I have NEVER heard Chocolate talk unless he's with his friends. Like, I've tried asking him questions and stuff but he only nods or shakes his head or grunts. So him sending this was beyond brave. I talked with him a little bit, and he called me cute a few more times and a bunch of things happened. In the end, he kinda sorta maybe asked me out and I said I liked him as a friend. And I felt horrible. My mom kept telling me that it was the right thing to do but I still feel really guilty.

Anyway, what I was going to say about the talking today: everyone at school knows that he likes me. And they'll joke about us "dating" even though everyone knows that never in a million years would I date him. And THEN, something happened in English class. We were performing some Shakespearean thingy, and, me being an aspiring actress ;), I was the lead role. And whooooo was playing the guy I had to marry?! MY CRUSH. ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. I haven't liked THAT many people because I usually like someone for a solid year or two before I stop liking them. Anyway, this guy, (we'll call him Whale), is different than my other crushes because I actually have a chance with him. Even though he is BEYOND cute. Like, he does a bazillion different sports, so he has these amazing muscles. And he used to live up North so he has a different voice than most people where I live. And he is just SOOOOOOOOOOO cute. But, despite this, I actually have a chance with him because he's not popular. At all. He's super smart and kinda nerdy-crazy because of all those sports, right-so he's not high up in the social class of school. So I could totally ask him out. But I'm not going to because that's scary.

Moving on, I only have 2 more weeks left in school!! And it's about a month until my birthday and I CANNOT WAIT. I love summer, and the beach, and tanning, and my birthday, and swimming, and no school, and ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!

Anyway, I have to go! Thank you soooooo much for reading and please like or share this so that I have more motivation to keep writing! TYSM!!!!!!!!!

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NEW CHAPTER FOR FORMALDEHYDE BC I DECIDED TO NOT LISTEN TO THE POLL

Enjoy!

Take My Tea With Formaldehyde

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Chapter 8: Am I Pretty Now?

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Mumbo felt rather pleased with himself. He had managed to get his hands on an Ariana Griande concert ticket. It hadn’t been his priority at all but he saw that the tickets had been released so he decided to buy one. He smiled to himself when he noticed that the tickets were sold for a rather affordable price as well, which meant that it didn’t feel like a waste of money. Instead it felt like a treat. Considering the fact that everything felt so confusing and messy lately, he felt like he really needed to give himself something.

The concert was, as always, great. Though it always felt weird that she had gone from a small artist to one of the most popular artists, if not the most popular. A part of him still thought of her as a small, unknown artist, even if he knew that wasn't the truth. It didn't really matter, her music was still great, and he still enjoyed the things she did.

But even if the show was great, Mumbo couldn't help but notice one thing. Ariana was moving her hands weirdly.

Or more accurately, she seemed to be struggling to move her hands normally. She struggled to use them, meaning that she either held the mic or not at all. Sure, she had an in-ear, but sometimes she used regular microphones. Not that Mumbo really knew why. It was odd to see her struggle, it looked as if she was hurt. As if she had someone hurt her hands.

Mumbo wasn’t the only one who noticed. He heard someone behind him whisper about it.

"Is she okay?" They said, tone worried. "She seems unable to use her hands."

"I don't know." Another person responded. "Her hands look hurt."

Mumbo had noticed that as well, they looked bruised, damaged. Wasn't it weird that both Grian and Ariana had hurt their hands? Rather odd coincidence. He shrugged it off, stuff like that happened.

He hoped Ariana was okay.

Later when Mumbo was scrolling through social media he saw a few posts writing about her damaged hands. Posts pointed out how she pulled her sleeves over knuckles in selfies she posted, or avoided putting photos of her hands in them.

Some posts had photos from the concert, with red circles around her hands. The comments were filled with concerned fans, or people saying that it probably wasn't a big deal.

Mumbo hoped she was okay.

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Ariana is on TV, it's a talk show again. Her brown hair is slightly wavy, and she has a pink hair clip in it. She has rather soft makeup this time, just enough pink eyeshadow to bring out her dark brown eyes.

She seems to have a rather nice time, even if something seems to be making her anxious. She's fidgeting with her sleeve, smiling as she answers questions. Despite the anxiety she seems to be feeling, she actually looks relaxed.

The talkshow host, a woman with long blonde hair, looks kind and genuine. Her smile is so different from other people who have interviewed Ariana.

"I'm so sorry, and I hope you don’t mind me asking," The talk show host says, looking at the cards in her hand. They seem to be there mostly for support. She has asked a bunch of questions and has rarely looked at the cards. It seems as if she's actually interested in what Ariana is saying. "But a lot of people, myself included, have noticed that your hands seem to have been hurt somehow, what happened? You can pass on this question if you want." She offers kindly.

"No, it's okay, I've been getting quite a lot of questions myself." Ariana replied, smiling. "Well, I hurt them, to put it simply. "

"Pardon my curiosity, but how? Was it a dance accident or?" The interviewer asked.

 

Ariana laughed slightly, shaking her head. “I mean, a dance accident would make sense, but you don't really hurt yourself like that when dancing." She explained, resting her hands in her lap. "I also wish I could say it was for a good reason, but, this is a bit silly, I just hurt them whilst boxing."

"You box?" The host said, looking a bit surprised.

"Yeah, I do." Ariana smiled. "It's not something a lot of people know. It's my preferred form of working out.

“I see," The host said, her smile matching Ariana's. "But are your hands okay?”

 

“Ah, they’re better, I'll say that. It’s just a case of boxer’s knuckles. I’ve been to the doctor and I've gotten it treated, I'm just going to struggle to hold a microphone for a while.” Ariana shrugged it off casually.

“Oh, I see. I hope they get better.” The talkshow host said earnestly.

“Thank you.” Ariana smiled, and with that the conversation was over.

The interviewer then turned to the audience, to move on from the topic.“Now, let me introduce the world famous popstar and drag queen, Scottsune Miku!" She announced, gesturing towards a portion of the stage.

Scottsune Miku came out on stage. She greeted the host and Ariana with a genuine smile, before sitting down next to Ariana.

"Scottsune it's a pleasure to-"

Mumbo turned off the TV. Grian would be over soon.

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To Mumbo, making tea was almost therapeutic. It helped him calm down, focus on the amount of tea leaves, how hot the water needed to be, and how long it needed to brew.

He made tea if he felt stressed, angry, sad, frustrated, or any negative emotion. If he felt bad, then there would be a pot filled with tea almost immediately.

This, however, was not one of those days.

This was one of those rare days when things seemed strangely fine. Grian was laying on Mumbo's couch, just watching videos on his phone, whilst Mumbo was in the kitchen making some tea for them.

Sure, there were awkward silences and a weird tension in the air even during the okay days, but they had become a lot more bearable. A lot nicer than the others.

It almost made Mumbo forget about the bad days.

Mumbo filled a plate with biscuits, and went out into the living room. He placed the tea, milk, honey, and biscuits on the table, before sitting down next to Grian on the couch.

As soon as Mumbo picked up his book to read, Grian put his head in Mumbo's lap. He often did that.

However, it took Mumbo a while to realise that he was playing with Grian's hair. He had just started doing it, and by god, was Grian's hair soft. It was also rather long. Not at all as well trimmed as it used to be. It used to reach just above his jaw, curling in such a way that it looked shorter…but now it was down by the nape of his neck.

It looked good.

Grian seemed very content with the fact that Mumbo was playing with his hair. His eyes were closed, and his hand rested on top of his phone that was laying on his chest. He seemed at peace. Calm. Relaxed, for once.

"Mumbo?" Grian asked, his eyes still closed.

"Mm?" Mumbo responded, trying to focus on the words in his book instead of how soft Grian's hair was. He was failing miserably.

"I feel like going out again." Grian says.

Mumbo nearly drops his book onto Grian's head in response. "What?"

He hadn't expected Grian to say that. It’s only been three weeks since the whole incident, and sure Grian's hands have healed, but…if Mumbo was honest, he didn't really feel all that comfortable going out. He didn't want that to happen again.

"I wanna go out again." Grian says, as if Mumbo hadn’t heard him. "I think it would be fun."

"You're sure?" Mumbo asks. "What if-"

"Mumbo, it will be fine." Grian cut him off, looking up at Mumbo. "I had fun, despite what happened. Besides, I don't want that to stop me from having fun and doing things I like." He sounded rather determined, and that convinced Mumbo.

The two of them decided to go out the next day, since that was a Friday and neither would be at work on the Saturday.

Still, Mumbo couldn't help but feel as if something would go wrong.

~

This time, they go without Iskall. Somehow it feels like both of them want to go alone, for it to be just the two of them. Neither says it and neither suggests bringing Iskall. They just…understand.

In the line to the club, Grian looks giddy, almost like a child, excitedly bouncing in place. Mumbo smiles fondly. Maybe it was a good idea to go out, despite what happened last time. If he'd known that Grian would be this happy, he wouldn't have hesitated at all, and would have agreed immediately.

Surprisingly, the queue moves quickly, and they're inside sooner than expected. Grian grabs Mumbo's hand as soon as they step inside, dragging him out on the dance floor. Mumbo doesn't even get a chance to protest. Not that he minds.

Mumbo can't dance, not in the slightest. He moves awkwardly, or almost not at all. It doesn’t seem to matter. Grian just seems happy that Mumbo is dancing with him, even if he's far from graceful.

Unlike last time, Mumbo doesn't sit down to take a break, instead he just follows Grian's movements. The way Grian smiled when he realised Mumbo was still dancing with him successfully calmed down most worries Mumbo had.

He doesn't know how, but at some point he gets a drink and Grian gets one too. It takes a while for him to realise, but Grian is the one paying for his drinks.

"Grian-" Mumbo says, holding a gin and tonic in his hand. It must be his third one, and they haven't been out that long. "You know you don't have to pay for my drinks, right?"

Grian gestured vaguely, trying to brush off Mumbo's comment. "Don't worry about it," He slurred, his alcohol tolerance lower than Mumbo's. Not surprising, he was shorter after all. "I want to, besides I've got more than enough money."

Mumbo wondered what he meant by that, surely being an accountant couldn't pay that well. Though, maybe he worked for a good company?

"You're sure? I can pay for myself, if you-"

Grian cut him off, placing his hand on top of Mumbo's. The look he gave him was strangely intense and rather determined. "Mumbo. I seriously want to, and I have a fair amount of money that I don't really have use for. Let me pay for you."

"Oh-" Mumbo was a bit unsure of what to say, but he guessed that maybe he shouldn't question it. Grian seemed absolutely certain. "I-...thank you."

"My pleasure." Grian said, smiling a bit. He pulled away his hand and tilted his drink slightly at Mumbo. Mumbo silently wished Grian had let his hand stay.

Sometime after that brief conversation, Grian drags Mumbo back out onto the dance floor. As the time has passed, more people have entered the club, and they end up being very close to each other. Mumbo feels a warmth pool in his stomach at the proximity.

Despite them being at a club filled with people, it feels weirdly intimate.

Mumbo feels slightly dizzy, but in a good way. Almost as if he's floating. He has definitely drunk more than he thought. A lot more…and, what's the time? He hasn't checked his watch in a while.

Maybe he should, it might be a good idea-

His thoughts get cut off by Grian suddenly kissing him on the cheek. Mumbo gives him what he assumes is a questioning look, and Grian just shrugs in response.

"Felt like it." He said, casually, as if he always just randomly gives Mumbo kisses. Somehow, it actually feels fairly normal.

They still don't move off the dance floor. In reality, it would probably be next to impossible, there's far too many people around them. Neither really seems to want to sit down, and continue to dance…if you can call it that, it's more moving to the best of their ability on the crowded dance floor.

“Mumbo?” Grian whispered, the two so close together, that his voice could somehow be heard over the music and the people around them.

“Hmm?” Mumbo hummed, looking at Grian, who was looking at him with half-lidded eyes.

“Do you…” Grian began, stopping himself for a second, tilting his head to the side. The movement was a bit awkward, clumsy almost. “...Do you think I’m pretty?” He asked, smiling in a strangely shy way. He played with a lock of hair. If Mumbo was more sober he probably would have wondered why Grian looked like that.

Mumbo had difficulty processing the question, the alcohol making his brain work slower, worse than usual. “W..what?”He said in response, vaguely aware of the fact that he was standing up.

Grian leaned forward, so he could whisper into Mumbo’s ear. “Do you think I’m pretty?” He asked again, his lips centimetres away from Mumbo’s ear. Mumbo felt his breath on his neck.

When Mumbo finally managed to process the question he felt a smile break out on his face. He couldn’t stop it. He didn’t want to stop it.

He nodded in response. “Yes.” He said. “Yes, you’re very pretty.” He gently tucked a hair strand behind Grian’s ear, just so he could see him more clearly.

Grian looked surprised, his eyes wide, a faint blush on his face. Was it there because of the alcohol or-

“Really?” Grian breathed. “Am I prettier than Ariana?”

Mumbo felt his head spin, half wondering why Grian asked that. He barely realised that it was a rather strange question to ask. “Yes, always.” Mumbo replied, earnestly. “You’re the prettiest. Always the prettiest.” His words slurred together.

Grian seemed very pleased with that, and put his head against Mumbo’s chest. “The prettiest…” He whispered, a smile on his lips.

They lose track of time, and before they know it, it has to be after 2am. They have sat down at some point, Grian leaning against Mumbo. Mumbo thinks that some people have to think that they're a couple. He doesn't mind that. He wonders if Grian minds that, but realises that he'd have to ask if he wants to know.

They should probably leave. It's late and they should probably get home.

Mumbo asks if Grian wants to come to his place, and Grian nods silently, his arms tightly around Mumbo's body

They take a cab together, and start to giggle and laugh and neither knows why they're laughing. Grian holds Mumbo's hand tightly, as if he won't ever let go.

Mumbo doesn't want him to.

~

Mumbo and Grian half walked, half stumbled into Mumbo's apartment. Almost falling onto the floor in the hallway. The two of them were laughing drunkenly as they went inside, the type of laughter that bubbles in your stomach and is impossible to stop. The type that makes you laugh until your stomach hurts. They clung onto each other for support, which didn't exactly work. Neither was particularly stable.

Mumbo somehow managed to sit down on the stool in the hall and started to take off his shoes. He struggled but eventually got them off.

Grian laughed even harder when he saw how Mumbo almost failed at the simple action. Mumbo laughed as well, throwing his shoes at Grian. The shoes missed Grian completely, since Mumbo's already terrible aim seemed to have somehow gotten even worse, and Grian fell down on the floor, still laughing.

Grian clumsily pulled off his own shoes. He sat on the floor for a short while until Mumbo tried to help him stand up. Neither could seem to stop laughing, the happiness felt sticky and sweet, and it held them firmly in its grasp. Not that either could really complain. When was the last time they properly laughed together?

Grian somehow managed to stand up properly, smiling at Mumbo. Mumbo smiled back, and ended up looking directly into Grian's eyes. The laughing stopped, though not in a bad way. The air felt electric, and neither looked away.

Mumbo had known for a long while that Grian's eyes were blue, but oh. Oh, how they were beautiful. They were like an ocean, a gorgeous mix of blues. Earlier Mumbo would've assumed that they were just light blue, but now he wondered how he had ever missed the specks of midnight blue in them.

Grian breathed, his eyes stuck on Mumbo. Mumbo's lips felt dry. Grian licked his lips, as if they were dry. Mumbo noticed that Grian's chest was rising and falling slowly.

Grian leaned clumsily against Mumbo saying nothing. Grian then tilted his head to the side, a strange sort of curiosity and wonder in his eyes.

Mumbo mirrored his movements, not breaking eye contact. He couldn't. Even if he had wanted to, he wouldn't have been able to. He kinda…

Mumbo was unsure of who made the first move, who put their hand on the other's back, who breathed in before taking the plunge. Maybe they did it at the same time. Because suddenly, his body was once again pressed against Grian's, but this time they weren't dancing.

No, this time his lips were pressed against Grian's, as he felt Grian kiss him with a newfound hunger. As if he was starving, as if he couldn't keep himself back.

Mumbo slowly slid his hand up Grian's shirt, tracing his spine with his fingertips. He felt Grian gasp against his mouth, felt him tense up for a second before relaxing into Mumbo's touch.

A part of Mumbo knew he shouldn't be doing this– he knew he wouldn't be doing this if they weren’t so drunk. But they were. And they were too far gone to stop.

As if they would've wanted to stop.

Part of Mumbo was screaming at him, knowing that their friendship was too fragile for this, but he couldn’t find it in himself to care, not when Grian was holding on to him, refusing to let go.

He felt Grian's hands in his hair, and the last thing he could properly remember was Grian pulling them towards Mumbo's bedroom

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Midnight Snack - Time Slips By

On September 15th, 2009, I posted the first chapter in the Getting In Deep series; Man on the Inside Part 1. This year, I completely forgot. Plague years have not been kind to my writing brain, but I wanted to do something to commemorate and thank everyone that's been sticking with me through the years. Whether you've been around since '09 or you just found the Getting In Deep series yesterday, I hope you enjoy this little snippet. ^_^

Thank you all for being here. Here's to eventually seeing these two lovable idiots get their happy ending!

This is a purely self indulgent midnight snack, no real vore happens though it is implied. And it is heavily implied that Will and Louis dabble in a bit of roleplay in the bedroom, though there is nothing further than kissing on the page. Enjoy!

Louis understood time had rules and scientific laws that others comprehended much better than him. He still cursed how time eluded him; tick-tocks vanishing like vapor when they were supposed to mark the hour, minute, second. Date. Even Reese occasionally messing with the insides of clocks and wristwatches at his desk hadn't been enough to give Louis warning that he was missing something in the cycle of the year.

But Louis figured something was wrong when Will brushed him off during a case that ate away at their free time and sleep.

"Can you get your own coffee?" snapped Will. "I need this report done yesterday."

Louis huffed and walked to the break room with his barren mug. He'd get a cup of tea for Will while he was at it, maybe then he'd cool off.

Of course the coffee maker was empty. No one else considered the caffeine needs of others. Barbarians.

He filled the coffee maker, and waited, eyeing the new signs HR had put up in the break room. He didn't know if they were supposed to be inspirational, or menacing.

Hang in there.

We are a TEAM!

Where were you five years ago? Where will you be five years from now?

Five years ago I was ending my tour, thought Louis. I would never have imagined doing this. Hell, three years ago I would never have imagined weekly shrink tests and going down my partner's throat on a regular basis.

The aroma of percolating coffee filled the break room, stimulating Louis memory.

And two years ago I was in...

And Louis remembered the event that started all the weirdness in his life. And a few of the good things too.

Two years and two days ago.

That was how long it had been since Louis and Will came to a whole new understanding with each other. And Louis plain forgot. No wonder Will had been acting as coarse as rock salt.

Anniversaries weren't something Louis did or thought about. Mostly because he hadn't been with anyone long enough to count anniversaries. But for Will...

Okay. I fucked up.

Louis grabbed a fresh cup of coffee and started the hot water for Will's tea.

New mission; unfuck up.

***

Louis didn't do romance often, but he could make it up on the fly. Will had to stay an hour late to run his report by Cetz and a few others. He could do something in the hour it took for Will to get back to his apartment.

Right?

Louis bought four packages of Peppermint patties and a leftover bouquet of tired daisies from a corner store. Flowers and chocolate, check. He let himself into Will's apartment with the spare key and laid a line of the individually wrapped mints from the door to the bedroom. He searched the far desk for the container full of the "dice geek" stuff. Bingo, a giant box full of fake tea lights. Romantic ambiance without the chance of a sudden fire. It was a good idea until he realized half the batteries in the lights were dead and he had to get more.

Could he afford to leave and get batteries? No. He called in reinforcements.

"Beni, can you come over to Will's with a package of triple As?"

"Do I want to know?"

Louis hefted the fourth untouched bag of mints in his hand. "I have candy." Translation: MOVE!

"Be there in eight minutes!"

Help on the way, good. He might need it for the next part.

Louis opened Will's second closet, the closet full of things almost as Don't Touch as Will's Star Wars shrine, picked the challenge of the night, prayed for forgiveness, and got to work.

***

Fifty minutes, and much cursing at fabric and buckles later, the door to the apartment creaked open. Louis dropped the last candle, grabbed the bouquet of flowers, and launched himself onto Will's bed, yards of cloth flapping around him.

Will cursed as he kicked something small at the doorway. "What the--?"

Follow the trail, Fanboy, Louis mentally urged while awkwardly trying to figure out how to lay seductively on the bed while drowning in so much freaking fabric. Jeeze, why is the hood so huge?

"Who-- Louis?" called Will, puzzled.

"In here," called Louis. "No lights please." I don't need to shrink the moment I kinda got this right. Okay, this laying on the bed like a gift ain't working. Should I stand? I should stand holding the flowers. Could be holding one of the light sabers but I know Will would kill me if I touched them. I- Holy crap, I can't even get up wearing this thing!

Before Louis could get to his feet, the door slowly swung open. Will entered and froze one step inside, holding the cheap chocolate peppermints he'd gathered. The soft glow of fake flickering lights bounced off the dark polished wood of the desk and bed like golden fireflies. Something soft and instrumental echoed from the stereo.

And on Will's bed lay Louis clothed head to booted feet in Will's Jedi Master robes.

"Happy late anniversary," Louis mustered.

Will stood frozen, mouth slack. "You..."

"It wasn't until today that I realized I completely forgot our anniversary two days ago. So this is me trying to make up for it."

Will gulped, eyes still wide. "I see."

He definitely looks surprised, hopefully pleased and not pissed that I touched his costumes. Okay legs over the edge and.... up we go. Oh, these boots are a bit too small. Ouch. "You gotta be at least a little impressed that I got most of this getup on by myself. There are ties and eyelets and layers and stuff." He didn't need to mention he'd needed Beni's help to get the belt on before he shooed her away with the rest of the candy.

Will stood there, shocked and awkward, like someone that walked into the wrong surprise birthday party.

"Will?" asked Louis, an inkling of what was wrong.

"Hm? Yeah?" Will's eyes shot up from looking at the folds of the long brown robe that flowed around Louis like heavy smoke. His cheeks burned. "Sorry. You laying there dressed in... My mind just rebooted and-"

Louis' hands went to his hips in indignation. "You have no idea what anniversary I'm talking about, do you?"

"No," admitted Will. "I'm sorry! If I had remembered I would have gotten you something nice!"

Louis paced started pacing, the long robe billowing behind him. "I've been racking my brain wondering why you've been so pissy lately. I thought I forgot something important."

"No! It's the case Cetz gave me. He wants me to work it on my own and I'm getting nowhere even with Watch Three input." Will pouted. "It was a bunch of little things making me mad, not you."

Louis huffed and stilled, the robes coming to a stop a few seconds after he did. "And you're not mad I'm wearing one of your costumes?"

"You're forgiven. And this is very nice," said Will, stepping closer. "The candles are beautiful, I'll be enjoying the chocolates for a long while, and you look absolutely gorgeous in those robes."

"How gorgeous?" edge Louis, back straightening under the praise. He needed the ego boost after the stress of the day.

"Majestic. Glorious." Will smiled, put the peppermint chocolates down on the dresser, and inched closer. He grasped the edge of the hood draping around Louis shoulders and lifted it up to crown Louis' head. "Mysterious. Powerful."

Will pulled the hood and Louis closer, lifting up on his toes and tilting his face to press a kiss to the mouth in shadow. Louis' lips lifted at the difference a one-inch heel made, and then tilted his face to the side to kiss a touch deeper. Will tasted of peppermint; probably eaten in the journey from door to bedroom. The fume of mint and dark chocolate filled the scant air between them.

When their lips parted, both were smiling. Will wrapped his arms around Louis' waist under the outer robe while the long sleeves dangling from Louis' arms enveloped Will's shoulders like bat wings. Whatever confusion or mistake between them had evaporated in the meeting of lips and mint.

"How do you even keep the hood in place?" asked Louis.

"Hair clips in the lining." Will leaned closer, chest to chest. His mouth quirked in a sheepish tilt. "I'm terrible with dates. I can barely remember my own twin sister's birthday. Can you remind me what we are celebrating?"

Hell, I ain't making this easy for him. "Guess."

"Uh, first time I met you?"

"Try again."

"Can't be our first date, that was in Winter."

"That true."

"First case?"

"Close."

Will's mental capacity was still in reboot mode from seeing Louis in full Jedi robes. "I give up."

"September 15th. The date of the Freewill raid. The first time I was inside you." Louis' hand drifted down from Will's shoulder to his stomach. "The first time I had to rely on you completely. And, if memory serves, that night you confessed that you liked me."

"Oh." Will's mouth curved into a smile, and his whole body curved towards Louis, warmed by the sentiment. "I would have thought getting you coffee every day and smiling at you was an indicator of liking you."

"Yeah, well I wasn't the most attentive partner until you said it verbally. That's what I'm counting."

"So Freewill is our anniversary. I can get behind that," agreed Will.

They slowly made their way to sit on the bed, Louis gathering the flowers that had fallen from the bouquet, and Will gathering the chocolates to share between them.

"So... I didn't forget our anniversary," said Louis around a mint. "But you didn't even realize we had one."

"Like I said, bad with dates." Will bashfully reached out to the hood of the long brown Jedi robe draped over Louis. "Does that mean you're not going to wear this anymore?"

Louis grinned. "The point of the costume was for you to take it off." He edged the collar aside with a thumb, flashing bare skin. "What do you want to do tonight?"

Will's eyes glimmered in the gold-light. A child with a new toy. "Anything?"

"Within reason."

"Maybe... roleplay?"

Louis hummed and nodded his head. He could do improv, especially if it lead to a happy ending.

"So... Jedi and Rouge?" mused Will. "I can get the Han Solo costume on real quick. Or the Hutt Slayer costume, but that will take some time to put on and maybe some double sided tape. I-"

Louis put a hand over Will's mouth and stilled his overly creative mind going fifteen directions at once. He didn't want to wait for a costume change; he knew how long one of those could get. "How about Jedi warrior fell to earth and needs more force energy. Luckily there is a nerdy earthling full of it."

"That's not how the force works," Will said, muffled.

Louis ignored him. "So he persuades the earthling to share. To save his life. It's a long process." Louis leaned in, bringing Will's face into the shadow of the hood, and then brushed his lips along the hinge of Will's jaw. He trailed a hand down from its place over Will's mouth, over trembling throat and chest, until it rested below Will's sternum. "It might even involve going inside the earthling, right into his core, to get what he needs."

Will gulped hard, caught in the image as deftly as Louis caught him in his arms and robes.

"So, what do you think?" asked Louis.

"Let me splash some water on my face and we can start. Same rules as before?"

Louis grinned. "Always."

***

Will woke overly warm and worn out under the wool Jedi robe. The bed lay in the golden glow of tea lights running their batteries and the dawn cracking through the window shades. He flicked the robe aside and turned from his side to his back, groaning at the lingering ache. Bits and pieces of Will's prized Jedi Master costume lay around the bedroom, part of the belt hanging from the headboard.

Last night had lasted hours, playing earthling and Jedi. One of Will's deepest fantasies come true. If only he could get Louis to join him at a convention wearing the robes.

Louis mumbled in his ear through the SkySprecht. One of the many rules they obeyed when adventurous in bed.

He'd have to take the robe to the dry-cleaner later, but after last night...

Will stretched, smiling at the small weight shifting inside his core.

Worth it.

"Happy Anniversary, Louis."

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