#really love that Olive gets to be just as loud and mean and weird and ‘ugly’ as the rest of the guys. she can throw a punch too. she’s not

[ducktracy]

what a fantastic transition

[bubblergoespop]

My Top Aaron Quotes

men who are just constantly tired of everything>>>>>

“Well buckle up, wiz kid.”

“So yeah, I am gonna miss you. I’m really gonna miss you.”

“Sue me. Except don’t. My brain is already fried from the financials, I don’t need to throw legalese on top of that.”

“Fuck it. There’s nothing in here I can’t replace. I want you."

“Oliver”

“I didn’t say I wanted to spend the day with you, I asked if you wanted to spend the day with me. I asked first.”

"Ell"

“Hey, stop it. Because you know how much I like you running your fingers through my hair. Makes my brain go all fuzzy.”

“I appreciate it. And you.”

“Oh, it’s not playing dirty. It’s just me making you feel good.”

“I didn’t realise I was apparently dating an anthropomorphic backpack.”

“H-hey—stop it. You—no, your kisses are just… it tickled. Shut up. So what if my sides are ticklish, it’s not like that’s weird, you shit.”

“Oh, and now you can’t even find the strength to lift your head out of my lap, hmm? You poor thing. Who knew that being lazy could be so exhausting?”

“I love you very much. Now get off me.”

“You talked a big talk back then. But it turns out you’re just a cuddle-hungry softy after all, huh? Yes you are. At least when you’re still sleepy, anyway.”

“I also know you’re probably the kind to fly off half-cocked and make me chase you down with the SPF 50 like a madman. If for no other reason than to infuriate me.”

“Come here. Come closer. Because I said so.”

“I love you. And I love rain. And I love being with the person I love while it rains. Isn’t that a fun little combo?”

“You are very cute looking up at me like that.”

“Or is the thought of a few more minutes in my arms that much of an imposition? Asshole. Mmm. I love you too.”

“I can’t even try to say a nice thing without you having to get some snark into it, can I? No, I wouldn’t have it any other way. You brat. I love you just as you are.”

“You make me better. And that’s no small order when you’re talking about me, given the high level I already started at.”

“A man’s gotta eat. And you’ve always been my favorite thing on the menu.”

“Oh yes, you’re so put upon. Your evil boyfriend only makes you a whole breakfast spread, he won’t then also let you sleep in even later than you already have.”

“Eli”

“Yes, in a shocking twist, I do find your absence unpleasant. Perish the thought, right?”

“Time spent with the people I care about is important to me. It doesn’t have to be time doing anything special, it doesn’t have to be conversations about our future or some greater purpose or any of that shit, I just want to be with the person that I’m with.”

“Sure, there are plenty of ways to sleep on a couch just fine. It’s your hybrid approach that lands somewhere between gymnast and pretzel that tends to get you in trouble.”

“You’re okay. It’s gonna be okay.”

“If it feels like it's coming on again, come tell us, okay?”

“I only met them a handful of times. They're sweet. They laugh a lot. They spent most of the time giving Elliott shit, it was funny. Not in like a mean way, like the way you do when you love somebody that much. They were a good balance for one another.”

“God I sound old. And I feel old. And I’m not, but it feels like it. A grumpy old man. Might as well start yelling at kids to not play so loud in the neighborhood, really complete the image.”

“Stop calling me an old man, only I’m allowed to call me old. Don’t be mean. I’m in a vulnerable state. I need baseless praise.”

“Yes. Holding you feels very productive.”

“Yeah. Let me just rub it on that pretty face for a little bit…”

“ It’d be fine. Almost as fine as you. I’m tired, I’m allowed to be stupid.”

“El, I have never hated you. You’re my little brother, I love you.”

“No the windows are mirrored glass. You should know that, you worked here.”

“Whose is it? Louder”

“Thank you baby. Yeah, thank you for trusting me like you do. […] All I wanna do is prove myself worthy of that trust.”

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Older Male Yandere x Young Female Reader

I don’t want this to sound/look bad, but a new yandere who has DILF energy. NOT an actual DILF (he doesn’t have any children…yet), but he could basically pass as one since he’s amazing with children and is on the older side (so like 40s?)

I’m sorry…I kinda have a thing for older, mature, responsible men. And I just wanna be a baby girl for them sometimes (yes don’t worry I’m an adult adult, not someone who just legally became an adult; I know about relationship power dynamics, potential for abuse, etc.)

P.S. There needs to be older yandere men in general (like genuinely older than reader darling). It’s such an untapped archetype

Thanks!!! 💝

Yandere! Male! Dilf! NSFW asmrtist! x Fem! regular! Superfan! Reader

Hmm, I actually had problems thinking of what to put as a plot... Then my keyboard autocorrected Dilf to D*ldo and I was like 👁️👄👁️ and then WAIT. HOW ABOUT A NSFW ASMRTIST? (since you know, d*ldo is sexual and some people please themselves with the toy when they listen-- you get the gist)

I remembered a certain ASMRtist(?) that introduced me to NSFW yandere audios, so I'm naming the yan from him. He just did one from what I know? But "Hot Boy Summer" will have a special place in my heart bajwkdkxmf

Note: this one has explicit NSFW in this one, just putting it out. Daddy kink, but only mentioned once.

Yandere! NSFW asmrtist name: Rose

"Another Rosas banger"

"It was so good help"

"My legs just spread apart"

"Daddy just served dinner AND I'M EATING WELL TONIGHT"

As Rose posted on a certain subreddit for NSFW audiophiles, people immediately flooded the post. They upvoted, commented, some dared to share.

But to a lot, it's a sweet, dirty secret that they listen to NSFW audios. Especially yandere audios.

I mean, who in their right mind want somebody as obsessed and possessive as yanderes? Even in fiction, they are weird!

Well, not for Rose and his audiences.

He feeds into their fantasies. May it be CNC, full on NC, BDSM, or his audience's favorites: Yandere Dilf audios.

God, people eat them up like no other.

Due to this, Rose, with his username RosasAudios, achieved some kind of cult following. Close to a million followers, he made being an NSFW voice actor a full time job.

His naturally deep voice with a little bit of huskiness, a little bit of accent that's vaguely SE Asian, and an undertone of sweetness, made people giggle and writhe in their bed. And to those more peculiar, he feeds into their daddy issues.

He was never loud in his audios. Just a modulated talking tone, maybe even a whisper. So when the NSFW part happens, due to the binaural nature of his audios, it feels like he's really there when you listen to his audios. Whispering hot breath into your ear as the wet sfx filled your senses.

He loved the attention. But at most, he looks at it as a past time that provides enough money to live in slight luxury due to commissions and subscriptions.

In reality, he's a 40-ish year old man, living alone in a suburban neighborhood. Bookish in nature, he dons a soft, yet reliable look. Messy hair that covers his forehead, thick framed black eyeglasses, a carefully trimmed short beard that clings to his olive skin, soft, resting eyes that feels like it soothes one's soul whenever they look at them, a tall frame with enough buff-ness that one can rest on his chest with comfort, and an outfit consisting of light academia clothes of sweaters, shirts, pants, vests, etc. Laugh lines and slight wrinkles decorated his handsome face.

Even then, neighbors swoon for the man. Even married people.

He's sweet, reliable, generous, kind, good with kids. Why doesn't he have a spouse again?

With a gentle shake to his head, he scratches his neck and whispers bashfully with a red face.

"I'm waiting for somebody."

That made people swoon over him more.

As people longingly look at the lonely man, he bows to them and enters his home to record another set of audios for the highest tier on his subscription.

And, despite having a handful of people there, there's one person he's excited on making a dedicated, personal audio for.

You

And you? A superfan. You've been listening to Rose for a long time. Dare I say, one of his first, if not the first, regular.

You discovered him first when your friend introduced you to the subreddit.

His post, not getting that much attention due to being plain. No that much tags nor flairs at all. Just an inconspicuous "first audio [M4F] [Vanilla] [yandere]" and that was it.

When you listened, the mic had a weird quality to it, but god where you aroused due to how genuine it sounds. Like he's specifically talking to you with how... Personal it sounds.

And yeah, his first audios were not for you at all. Just your typical audios for a lot of people.

So, you lurked on his account, being his first follower.

You commented on the post also.

"first audio? Are you sure? You sound so good! This is my first time here in the subreddit. And if a newcomer like you already has this quality, I know I'll have a good time here."

Lengthy, but it gave Rose the boost of confidence he needs.

So, naturally, he replied.

"thank you so much! I just saw this subreddit one day and, by sheer boredom, decided to try it. It's weird, but thrilling. And it's your first too? I'm glad to be your first 😉"

He felt the wink and joke was too risky, but you replied in barks so, despite being bewildered due to not used to internet in-jokes, he laughed and decided to continue the grind.

Even as he continued to pump audios, you never failed to listen to every. Single. One.

You were in love with his audios and voice.

And he was falling for you.

God, is it weird to fall for a stranger on the internet?

So, by the time he reached 100k followers, he decided to do a small meet and greet online to those who can decipher the message.

And you, feral little minx you are, deciphered it in a jiffy and slammed the answer on his inbox.

You were the first too.

Rose, frozen, shakily sent you the zoom meeting room.

Nobody other than you deciphered the message yet.

He wants to talk to you one on one.

So, as he fixes himself and slaps his own cheeks to wake him up, he nervously waited for you to join the meeting with the password.

Then, he saw you.

Gorgeous, beautiful you.

His eyes sparkled like it didn't sparkle before. His heart, painfully beating on his chest and his ears, overflowed with attraction and love as he drank in your figure.

"Rosas omg hi! We finally got to talk one on one. Well, as one on one as a video call is."

Oh, how he groans. Your voice is sweet and lovely in his ears.

"Hi, y/nDarling. I can't believe I get to see the face of the person who has been with me since... Forever!"

"Right?! And damn. Rosas, take this with full confidence, alright? You're fucking hot."

Rose shakes his head with a chuckle.

"You... You're as cheeky as your typings."

You stuck out your tongue childishly and he laughs. His deep voice making you shiver.

"Oh and, you're actually old?"

"ouch?"

"OH MY GOD NO WHAT I MEAN IS, since you frequently make dilf audios, and you're actually one--"

Rose blinks. You consider him a dilf even in person?

He leans forward with a lopsided smirk.

"So, you consider me as a daddy you'd like to fuck?"

"No, stop STOP I DIDN'T MEAN THAT! WAIT, I MEAN IT, WAIT OH MY GOD ROSAS PLEASE STOP TEASING ME."

And as he laughs loudly, he knew you were the one.

He continued to talk to you for a long time, due to his other followers being quite slow in deciphering the message.

He did make the message with you solving it immediately in mind, while the others will struggle.

They were not you, after all.

Why would he care?

When he ended the video call, he had a silly, lovesick grin on his face.

He wants to make an audio.

And that audio was his most viral due to being so genuinely feral, lovesick, and longing it is for the listener.

"Ugh... Fuck, you're so tight..."

"Bend over for me, love. Don't you fucking dare crawl away."

"yes, just like that. Open your mouth, stick out your tongue like that..."

Rose, in his recording studio (his walk in closet), recorded the personal audio for you. You requested CNC, predator and prey, DILF, and breeding, along with other tags that can make a victorian lady die from how obscene it is.

At first, when he opened his subscriptions, he was bewildered by your wild and straightforward requests, but now he's used to it. Maybe even love it.

He imagined you bending over for him, your sweet hole gripping his c0ck as he pistons inside of you. Your tear stricken face, aroused with fear and desire, looks at him, begging for more.

Rose flinches, as he lets out a loud groan to the microphone. Cumming all over his hands.

Hey, it helps with authenticity, okay?

Rose sighs, imagining you cradled into his tight embrace as he said the last lines of the script.

"You're mine, y/n. Nobody else's, just mine."

And, he ends the audio with a sloppy kiss.

He slumped down to his chair, spent yet satisfied.

But he wants more.

Yes, he did screenshot when you video called him, but that was it. It was years ago too, and he needs more material.

After cleaning up, he spun around and went to the computer to edit his raw audio with sound effects.

At first, it was weird hearing his voice saying all of the deprived shit he said, but now it's just work.

But with your audios, he was meticulous. Making sure to put as much genuine wet sfx (from him masturbat1ng), and atmospheric sfx to make your listening experience the best of all. Yours were the longest too, at least climaxing twice every personal audio.

Can you tell he has favoritism for you?

And, when he finished editing, it was already morning.

Sending the audio to you, he stood up, stretching, and went to the kitchen to make himself coffee.

It was supposed to be a typical Tuesday. Nothing that much happens in this suburbs, let alone the town he's in.

So, he turned on the radio, grabbed his coffee mug, and went outside to watch the beautiful sun coming up to the sky.

Settling in his usual chair on his patio, he drank his coffee, greeted people as they passed by, doing their own thing.

The wind was kind of cold, but nothing unwelcomed as Rose's attention got picked up by a moving truck just in front of his home.

Huh, finally. A new face to the suburbs.

He drank his coffee, before coughing it out when he saw a familiar face getting out of the car following it.

It was you.

How?

What?

Why?

Huh?

He watched with wide eyes as he watches you bounce around in excitement as you helped the movers take out your things and into your home.

He doesn't know what to do. He wants to run to you, embrace you and twirl you around.

But no, not yet.

Why are you here?

By some kind of sick joke, he thought you were stalking him.

But no, that's too much.

You're too sweet. You can't do that.

So, he just watched, waiting for you to notice him.

But you didn't, too busy on your own work to notice the older man on his patio looking at you with such longing and desire.

With you finally going inside your home, he ran inside the house and slumped down behind the door. He clutched his chest, eyes wide, blood pumping, soul rattled.

You were here.

You came to him.

He gulped, shakily standing up. The coffee mug forgotten outside but who gives a shit right now.

You're so close to him, within his grasp, and he will make sure to utilize it.

He went to the kitchen, immediately whipping up breakfast food from your country of origin before stopping.

Were you allergic to anything?

God is he stupid?!

4 decades of being alive yet he forgets if you have any allergies?

His hand shook before scrapping the food altogether.

What should he do?

He decided to whip up something relatively tasty and safe before letting it slightly cool down.

He rushes to his room, frantically showering and lathering and cleaning as much as he could, getting dressed in his casual fit that looked like he just "carelessly put together despite how amazing it looked". He trimmed his beard, dabbing on serums and moisturizers, concealers on his eyebags, before running downstairs.

He grabbed the food before rushing to your doorstep.

Wait, would it be weird?

Wouldn't it be awkward?

He did do NSWF audios, so that means you pleased yourself to his voice, right?, ( God please let it be real that you did use his audios as material)

So, it's like... Maybe seeing your teacher in public?

No, the comparison is off.

He knocked on the door.

"hello, do you..."

You froze.

He froze.

Time seemed to stop as the both of you looked at each other.

You recognized him, he recognized you.

"Ah... Rosas...?"

He grinned, laughing gently. You shivered, hearing the voice you unconsciously conditioned your body to become aroused in person for the first time.

"Hey, Y/n. Welcome to our neighborhood."

He revels in the desire in your eyes as you squeezed your thighs together.

You both became somehow good friends.

It was still awkward, seeing as how much you listened to Rose moaning and doing NSFW stuff.

But it didn't overwhelm your excitement.

It's like, seeing your idol irl, but you're his neighbor.

It made you giddy, happy, and nervous.

Meanwhile, Rose loves this new development.

He's not going to die alone.

You were there with him.

God gave you to him on a cement platter.

At first, it was just an innocent pass by.

He would pass by your house, looking at the inside by your window, his mouth whispering loving words to your figure inside. Then he got a bit risky by going boldly to your house at night to spy on you sleep.

But he wanted to know more about you. He ached, craved to know more.

So, with little to no morality left, and the only source he knew of extreme ways to show affection are his audios, he decided to fully embrace being a yandere.

At first, he still felt guilty. You inviting him over to talk, he pocketing some of your mundane things like a sock, and him bringing hidden cameras and microphones to plant inside your home.

He shivers. The thought of seeing you inside your home so vulnerable and unprotected is making him aroused.

Next, he does the next script. Using your sock to pleasure himself to make the moans and groans genuine.

The feeling of your sock, the knowledge that you wore this is making him burst at the seams.

"God, you make me feral, love."

"you're only mine, only mine. Nobody else to have you, just me."

"Yeah, cum for daddy. Come undone, baby."

How he wishes to tell you these words in person.

And, as he finishes with a jolt and a loud groan, he imagines you laying on his chest and him combing your hair with his fingers.

By the morning, he finished editing the audio, and uploads it.

He waits for you to listen to it.

He didn't need to wait for long, as the coms crackle with your giggle.

He turns on the hidden cameras, and saw you dive to your bed with headphones on, watching you close your eyes and probably imagining him.

He saw you look longingly at the window that faces his house, and he grins at the thought of you wanting him so bad.

He watches as you writhe and relax, your hands going under your clothes as you followed what's happening on the audio. He felt himself harden once more.

Fingers playing with yourself, and his hand encircling his hardened c0ck.

He pants in want, seeing you bite your lip and arch your back from the pleasure. Your eyes trembling with the euphoria.

He continued to please himself to you pleasing yourself, groaning and grinding into his hand. Wishing it was you.

And, as you came, he threw his head back, breathless and dizzy from the overwhelming pleasure.

As he stayed there lying, he watches you do the same thing again. Looking longingly at the window.

"Soon, love." Rose whispered to the computer monitor. "I will have you in my arms soon."

Both of you were relatively normal after that. Like you didn't just pleasure yourself to his voice and him doing the same to you.

But the unmistakable hunger in both of your eyes and teasing touches were a sign that things are going to break soon.

And he just waits until you can't do it anymore.

Yet he waits.

He'll continue to upload audios.

Make you ache for him so badly, knowing he's just a few meters away.

Who will break first?

But in the end, you will still end up in his arms.

"Come to me, love."

And he'll whisper to your ear lovingly as he breeds you in an animalistic way.

Don't you want that, baby?

[junespriince]

Hal: weird, you're not afraid of bats, I mean Barry wasn't as afraid but you know he had the manners to not say it out loud what he's thinking about.

Wally: wow, speedsters being different from other speedster, it almost like we're different people with different personalities and such.

Hal: rude... Barry never act like this.

Wally: hold on, *looks through his lunch bag* oh, would you look at that, out of fucks to give.

Oliver: well, Mr. Sass, can I ask you a question.

Wally: I don't know, can you?

Oliver: damn, really shouldn't have let you get corrupted by Roy.

Wally: wrong, I always been this way. Just aged, like a fine wine.

Oliver: ... I mean Barry was horrible, but you're worse than him.

Wally: yeah, because he's not my blood dad, I take after my momma.

Oliver: Mary?

Wally: Iris.

Oliver:

Oliver: yeah I see it, anything that's not my question, my question is why ain't you scared of him or creeped out at least.

Wally: easy, I saw his ditsy civilian persona, how the hell am I supposed to be scared of that? Hm? I can't be, all I see is a emo furry ditz with a punching problem.

Oliver: well, how do you feel about this Diana? Someone bullying your mans

Diana: well, let's see, my love how do you feel getting bullied by your son-in-law in front of your teammates?

Bruce, grumbling: horrible.

Diana, smiles and cheerful: I love it then.

Clark, sighing: dia, give Bruce a break, he has gremlin children he needs a break.

Wally: he doesn't deserve a break, not after he took one of his child's own mantle away from him, but we don't have to unpack that small rock in your fucky wucky quarry now.

Arthur: I thought this meeting was about the rate of high level crimes spiking...

Martian: Aquaman, shut up I'm enjoying our new flash bullying Batman.

[extasiswings]

it’s wildly apparent to me that they fully pivoted and went in a whole new direction from what they originally planned for a slower, more drawn out 6B and I’m not mad about it but I do think it’s hilarious. <- how so? I'm curious about the direction change and from what to what? 🤔

Sure! So, we all complained about the pacing of 6A, right? And how weird it felt to have such strong Vibes right out the gate in the premiere setting forth the couch metaphor and the theme of "missing what is right in front of you" only to then shift away from that completely to the sperm donor arc, which itself felt oddly paced? By the end of 6A, I was still fully on the train of "S6 is the season of some sort of Buddie canon, I'm just not 100% sure what that looks like," but couldn't tell if the pacing issues were a matter of working out the kinks with a new showrunner, or if there was something more at play behind the scenes that was leading to creative tension (and to be clear when I say that I mean something above Kristen's level because the haters don't give her enough credit for everything she's done for the development of this ship).

But regardless! We got 6A, it was what it was, including Tomorrow which was not only a gorgeous love story for Henren but was loud as HELL with Buddie parallels, and then what we saw on our screens with the sperm donor arc was that Buck 100% had not thought through the "donor-not-dad" situation, he literally announced he was going to be a father, we got to see Eddie react but not really respond at all...and after all that when they started teasing 6B is was all about how Eddie was suddenly going to start thinking about dating again (which was framed as much more thoughtful and a major 6B arc), and how Buck was going to be "struggling with boundaries" over the sperm donor situation right off the bat because he hadn't thought things through, etc etc (which FULLY tracked what we saw with the onesie etc at the end of 6x09). So I started thinking, okay, if that's the game, it seems like despite the heavy-handedness in the beginning, they're taking a much slower path to Buddie canon where the season ends with Buck using the sperm donor arc to accept what he is to Christopher/what he already has there but leaving the question of his love life couch unresolved, and if Eddie is dating then it's probably at least partly a reaction to the sperm donor situation and feeling like that flicker of hope about how maybe some of the things you think are only "fantasies" can actually come true was dashed.

Except...then 6x10 happened. And suddenly Buck had done a complete 180 and was totally fine with the fact that he was only a donor. There was no struggling with boundaries, there was no scene with Bobby unpacking that struggle (which iirc Oliver had specifically teased), and suddenly both Oliver and Kristen in interviews were basically like "if you ever heard us say Buck was going to have an issue with this or saw anything in canon to suggest that, no you didn't actually" which...okay? And Eddie fully lost it over Buck getting struck by lightning? And was then framed as a grieving spouse all through 6x11? And then 6x12 came out of nowhere with Buck on Eddie's damn COUCH (after Oliver confirmed that the couch metaphor is real and Buck absolutely equates couches with romantic relationships etc etc) and another kitchen scene + shooting conversation that I'm still in shock over? And then there were other, little things that I probably wouldn't have thought anything of under normal circumstances, but that felt relevant once 6B actually hit and everything seemed so different.

Like how they seemed to have done pretty extensive reshoots for 6x10. Like how the first mention we had that the Buckleys were coming back was in reference to 6x11 (which itself seemed to me at least to be framed as sort of comic?), but oh hey, actually they're in 6x10, sike. Like how it took ages to get episode titles and other 6B info (writers, etc). Like how 6x12 feels like it could have easily just been exclusively a Bobby episode (and frankly with the way they talked about it, I expected more flashbacks with Wendell and Bobby) and while the Buck (and Buddie) subplot works, it also feels like almost a totally separate episode. Like how Ryan is apparently in every episode of 6B despite traditionally being gone for two episodes per season. Like how there has been zero mention of Eddie's love life in canon yet despite the fact that Eddie dating was originally framed as if it was supposed to be a major part of 6B. Like how Marisol's actress posted about not knowing if whatever she filmed (I'm assuming related to Eddie) had aired yet despite the fact that this is a major network tv show (which at least to me reads as if things were moved around). Like how Eddie dating no longer appears to be the deep, thoughtful, potentially angsty arc about him choosing to explore himself that it was originally framed as, but looks like instead it's mostly comic and the result of his aunt?

Anyway, to me at least all of that is super sus and feels like whatever issue there was behind the scenes was resolved somewhere around the time of the midseason finale, they totally flipped directions on whatever slow, drawn out plan they had, and now they've slammed on the gas and are hightailing it towards full out Buddie canon in the finale. Idk if it's because they're worried about renewal or if they just don't want to fuck around anymore, but whatever the case, I am extremely curious about the next six episodes (and really really really want to know if I'm right about Buddie trapped dads in the finale).

[tea-plantz]

~Marcy Wu x fem!reader~

Just straight up fluff (and maybe a little bit of angst), in which Marcy moves after the whole Amphibia incident, and has trouble settling in at her new school… until she meets you that is.

!spoilers!

Marcy hated this.

She tried so hard to find a loophole, but even after going to another world it was still no use.

She was moving away, leaving everything she knew and loved behind.

The raven haired girl was currently standing outside of a huge schoolhouse with a lump in her throat, hands shaking and a nauseous feeling in her stomach.

Marcy had always been bad in social situations and on top of that she didn’t know ANYONE here at all, so this was literally hell for her.

With shaky steps, the nervous girl made her way to the principal’s office, which she had gotten some instructions on the day before as to where it was. She just hoped she didn’t accidentally take a wrong turn or something.

At last the ravenette finally stood in front of a big black door with the words “principal” printed on it.

She took one last shaky breath before knocking and entering the room…

“Aah, Miss Wu! Welcome”

Marcy just looked down and nodded.

“Please, take a seat” said the man behind the desk in a brownish suit.

She did as she was instructed and took a seat at the wooden chair in the middle of the room.

The principal told her a bit about the school policy, classes, dress code and blah blah blah. You know, the usual.

“Oh, and you will get a guide for your first week here at (your school)”

Marcy looked up at this. A guide? I mean that would definitely make things easier, but Marcy was internally panic at this. I’ll have to make a good first impression! I can’t screw this up! Ugh why is being social so hard sometimes! Ok ok calm down Mars don’t panic, it’s going to be ok, just like mom said. Don’t overthink it!

“Miss L/n, please come to the principals office, I repeat, miss L/n to the principals office”

The door creaked open as a h/c girl peeked in, “yes?”

Marcy looked up as she saw a beautiful girl standing before her. Her breath caught in her throat as she frantically started darting her eyes around the room, focusing anywhere else then directly at that gorgeous girl. She couldn’t help it, you just made her so nervous! The brown eyed female settled on her feet, as she could feel a weird tingling sensation in her stomach. She looks so cute! Now I’m just gonna stress even more! She thought as her hart rapidly threw itself around in her chest.

“Miss L/n, this is miss Wu, our new student. I would like you too be her guide for the week.”

The girls e/c eyes moved over to Marcy, who was nervously looking at the ground while messing with her hands.

“Of course I will, it’ll be my pleasure!” The h/c girl said with a smile, as she walked over to the black haired girl.

“Come on! I’ll show you around!”

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“So, you’re the new student huh? What’s your name?” You asked as you and Marcy walked down the hall, you in the lead and Marcy close behind.

The olive skinned girl squeaked at your sudden question, before looking away with her face flushing bright red with embarrassment .

“I-it’s Marcy” she stammered quietly in a shy manner.

“Marcy Wu! That’s a really pretty name! It suits you” Marcy stopped dead in her tracks for a second. She could feel her face heating up before mumbling a ‘thanks’ with a small smile.

For the rest of the tour, you continued to talk and point, while Marcy mostly listed with a few ‘okeys’ and ‘yeses’ here and there, when suddenly a loud bell echoed through the hall.

“Yes! It’s finally lunch time! Augh I’m staaaarving!” You semi-shouted with a groan, before walking in the direction of the cafeteria.

Oh no. She’s leaving now! I guess I should have seen it coming, she’s done with the tour after all and there’s no way she would wanna hang out with me! She’s just so cool! Must be popular too…but I don’t wanna be alone. Marcy thought while her heart sank. She could feel her eyes watering a little as thoughts of Anne and Sasha crawled their way into her mind.

She misses them so much.. why did she have to move! She’s scared, she’s alone.. wh-

“Hey! You coming?”

A voice interrupted her thoughts. Huh? Marcy looked up to see you standing a few feet away from her with your head tilted slightly to the left.

You wanted to eat with her? Even though you guys only just met, and she had barely spoken to you?

Marcy looked behind her too see if you were asking another student, but no one was in sight. She thought for a moment before questioning quietly “me?”

“Yes you silly! You seem really fun to be around, plus, you’re really cute! I wanna get to know you better!”

The ravenhead could’ve just passed out at that point. She couldn’t believe you were interested in being friends with her! And you called her cute…

Marcy’s face was now at the redness scale of a tomato as her mouth slightly fell open. The girls mind could only muster up one sentence …wow.. she’s amazing.

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-about a week later-

“So, Mar-mar, how’s it going so far?”

Marcy was facetiming with Anne and Sasha, talking about how things are going in her new home.

“It’s actually been really great you guys! At first I was so afraid that everything would just turn out really bad, but honestly it’s been pretty fun! And well, I have y/n to thank for that, she’s been a real life saver heh…”

Anne and Sasha glanced at each other with a questioning look on their faces, as Marcy looked a bit lost in thought with a slight blush on her features.

Why was Marcy acting so strange when she talked about you? Could it be….*gasp* :0

The two girls looked at each other with a slight smirk, both thinking the exact same thing before returning their attention back to the black haired girl.

“Marcy, tell us more about this y/n person!” Anne squealed, startling Marcy a bit, while Sasha was watching with an amused expression. “Yeah loser, tell us!”

“Oh, um well” Marcy begun as her blush returned. “She’s the first friend I made here and she’s really nice! Her eyes are e/c, along with h/c hair and s/c skin. Honestly, she’s really pretty. Oh! And she even eats lunch with me and her other friends. They’re nice too, but not as much as y/n though hehe” The ravenette got more and more enthusiastic as she continued talking, much like how she is when she’s rambling about an interest of hers.

“They also have a great music taste and style! I love her clothes, and oh my, don’t even get me started on her art! (selfinsert much👀) We share a lot of the same interests as well, and the best part is that she cares about what I care about! She even lets me rant about it, and she doesn’t think I’m a wierdo! She just really gets me y’know? Aah she’s so cool.” Marcy finished with a dreamy expression.

“Yup, she’s totally in love”

“WHAT!?”

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[lover-of-mine]

Lady Whistledown... Things are super weird this morning. The acceptance of Tim was talking about us is getting drowned out, but we were only copying BOBS" so it's not our fault. Also a lot of but we got our deleted scene and they didn't so clearly Tim likes us more .

A lot of nerves, though, because they are worried today is the day they drop anything, buddie. It's Thursday, so even they think something could happen. So caught between hoping nothing is posted, even if it's him and not wanting Buddie attention. I'm not sure if that made sense.

I will say though while they have been bleeding numbers and even bigger ones have made it a point to start to post less, clean up their accounts to make it look like it was never them. The angry ones would rather stay and burn it down. If he's not back, they will hate post. Try to drown out any positivity. If you ever had another potential LI become huge shippers of them. They already float around who could be potential boyfriends for Buck and Eddie. It just can never be Buddie.

On your question... I don't follow a lot of people and you were always one of them. Had to block a few after they switched sides and became mean. Was watching things unfold on both sides and one day just wrote you because I was tired of the Oliver hate. And I could tell a lot of people in the fandom didn't really see how it was falling apart over there. I figured even if it made a few people feel better it was worth getting caught. I also just like you and your random space so much it felt natural and you responded!!! And that's how our relationship started😂🤣 but it made me also feel better every day to unpack what I just saw so thanks for being that space

Hi baby 🩷

The whole thing with the deleted scene is something else, they would have to pay for the right to the song to give us our deleted scene, they're not gonna drop this much money on an Instagram reel lol but sure, let's use the scene that paints Tommy in an ever worse light as a good thing...

I mean, it would be nice if something buddie happened today that's for sure, but I understand the stress of not wanting anything to happen at all because it gives us something to talk about.

And them being ready to switch to anti buddie not just bt shippers makes perfect sense actually. Let's see how things play out tho.

And honestly, I feel like we really weren't seeing anything beyond the very loud chaos, so it was very nice to see that it was all a front. I am happy you felt safe enough in my madness to want to talk to me, I love what we have going, so I'm happy to be this space 🩷🩷

[yovrnewromantic]

FIVE SURVIVE SPOILERS!

ARTHUR AS YOUR BF HCS

arthur grant moore/gotti x reader

From the moment he first met you, he couldn’t help it.

He was supposed to be getting intel on Red, find out who really killed Joseph or whatever his name is, but, dammit, he couldn’t stop thinking about you.

your eyes.

your hair.

your body.

your smile.

your laugh.

YOU.

Why the hell couldn't he stop thinking about you?

Arthur was never a fidgeter, but ever since your arm brushed his, he’s had to struggle to restrain himself. He had to keep his hands to himself despite his longing to hold your hand, push back your hair, help tie your shoes, grab your elbow, hug you, kiss you on the check, kiss you on the mouth, kiss you on the neck, and…

you get the point.

Quite literally obsessed with you.

Literally drooled whenever you talked just because he could not stop staring at you!

He tries to be so smooth whenever talking to you, but it all becomes a bunch of jumbled nonsense because the poor boy turns to mush whenever you two make the contact for too long.

When he finally asks you out (and you say yes obviously), he’s restraining himself from jumping for joy, pursing his lips to hide his grin but the apples of his cheeks are full and his eyes are joyous.

I feel like he’d take you on a picnic. Make you a charcuterie board and shit

Helps you make flower crowns!!! Blushes when you place it on his head for him.

Almost faints on your doorstep when you kiss his cheek after he walks you home, claiming “to keep you safe” but you both know he just didnt wanna say goodbye

Then you have another date

And another

Until he finally asks you to be his gf and you say yesss to

Cannot stop complimenting you

“Your so pretty, honey” “How did I get so lucky” “Your the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen”

Half the time he doesn’t know that he’s saying his declarations out loud, thinks he’s just thinking about your ethereal beauty

Study dates!!!! Even though you go to separate schools, that doesn’t stop him from watching youtube videos on whatever you’re learning. he’s always ready to help

He knows he loves you but he just hasn’t said it yet

Gets scolded at by his brother for not focusing on the task at hand :((( he’s too obsessed with his pretty girlfriend

Feels sooo guilty for lying to you, but nobody’s going ti get hurt so it’s fine, right? that eases his mind

Begs you not to take the RV to spring break

“You’re gonna get road sick, pretty girl! The plane would be so much faster and I’ll just meet you there, okay >:)”

“Why are you acting weird?”

“Huh? What?? Me?? Weird? No!”

Always playing dumb

you let it slide though, cause what would your pretty boy boyfriend be lying to you about

When the uh… plot of the book happens, he won’t let you out his sight for a second

His hand is on yours constantly, tugging you into him

He can’t risk you

That’s why when bullets start to fly he’s pushing you onto the ground and forcing himself on top of you

His brother won’t hit him so he definitely won’t hit you

Cannot stand the sight of your tears, even if you look so adorable crying :((( your flushed cheeks, watery eyes, and pouty lips do something to him that he’s not proud of

You look so helpless, especially when it’s time to confess secrets. You have none, Authur knows that. He knows everything about you. You have nothing to hide. You’re perfect

Almost kills Oliver when the maniac strides over to you, accusations flying from his

Arthur didn’t mean to shove him that hard

so what Oliver’s nose is bleeding?

He got too close to his girl

Youre a little afraid of him after that, but much more afraid of Oliver, so you stay tucked on Arthur’s arm, and he can’t complain

He keeps sending messages to his brother about you, making sure you don’t get hurt

When he gets caught, he begs you to run away with him but he loves you too much and just lets you go

Then you get a letter

Meet me at the Pier 68? Just for goodbye?

yes ◼️ no ◼️

yes ☑️ no ◼️

[lesbianspeedy]

Connor has called Ollie solely "dad" since Quiver why is he calling him "Ollie" now 😭😭😭

This is mean but I laughed out loud when Connor said Tim was the first person he talked about when he was figuring out being ace years ago. Lol. Lmao even. Tumblr really gaslit that poor writer into thinking Connor and Tim had an actual friendship with all their clamoring about him being with the wrong Bat huh. "Where were you?" GEE I didn't know you had to give daily updates to that one kid you teamed up a few times and had some friendly banter with. I love queer solidarity and the whole thing about us finding each other before we even know we're queer but. NO Connor would not have talks about his sexuality with Tim. Cmooooon you're telling me the first person he'd talk to about being ace wouldn't be Kyle "you can tell me if you're gay, Connor" Rayner?

At least that "this is just another thing me and Ollie don't have in common" anxiety is something already established. Like, that's basically the same thing he says to Roy when Roy takes him to that strip club even if it's an issue by Winick (do you ever stop to think about how unintentionally well laid out Connor being ace is and lose your mind a little bit?)

I'm just. Really sad about how Ollie and Connor's relationship is being presented to this new generation of readers. It's like we regressed to the time Ollie was dead, ya know? And I don't like Connor solely for his relationship with his dad, I want him to be a character on his own. But I can't help but being saddened by how he is losing his relationship with everyone that matters. For better or for worse, at least the new GA series is gonna have him interacting with his family (but what about Kyle, Eddie, Jansen and Moonday, ya know?)

The thing is that the story is good and I like its message. It just... Could be with any other character

im tempted to post this without an "answer" because its really well laid out and deserves to be a post on it's own. but i just rlly like ur points and want to interact with them so.

i think there were a few times between quiver and now where he interchangebly used dad and ollie but i get what you're saying, referring to him like hes estranged still was odd.

i totally agree, the idea of queer solidarity is important and should be shown, but i think this was a weird choice to go with. i think the most intimate (from my memory, i havent reread connor's run in a while) question connor ever asked tim was whether batman was his dad (at that time the answer was still no, as jack hadn't been killed yet). and that was only asked because connor was still his charmingly-awful-at-secret-identities-self. the part of their limited friendship that was interesting was the dynamic of new-sidekick-legacy meets new-main-legacy (for lack of a better descriptor), both struggling to uphold what they thought was expected of them. they never got to really advance from that stage of knowing each other to being at a place where they are friends out of costume, let alone discuss their SEXUALITIES.

i agree that the not being in common thing was a nice nod to past character complexities, though it felt slightly like it was the writer genuinely believing that to be true, and not just a rehash of connor's complicated feelings.

i know, its a weird stage we're at now, the resistence to fully accepting the connor that came from the end of his green arrow run, not just the beginning of it. by the end he had come to peace with being green arrow, and not being his father but that being okay. and that's not to say this is all the current writers fault (though williamson has done absolutely no favours with his writing), as winick and krul absolutely demolished any character connor had for their angst and whatever. (remember when connor aggressively yelled at mia for complaining about being stalked by zatanna without being told? or when after being turned into plastic and losing his memories he then decided he hated buddhism and oliver?). (not to mention the seperation from eddie jansen moonday kyle and. despite all of this complaining. tim cass and steph. winick set this precident and i will never forgive him)

i agree, it had good framework, and it couldve been a much more cohesive story if they. had just not used this friendship.

[total-drama-takes-takes-2]

ttwt character profiles - batch 2

FROLLO

What's your best quality? My devotion. Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Gospel choir.

Purple.

Movies are an invention of the devil.

The body of Christ.

Describe your craziest dream. I do not dream. Best memory from childhood? No. Most embarrassing moment at school? None. Describe the first job you ever had. I am always in service of the Lord. Ten years from now, what are you doing? Serving the Lord. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? Jesus. Discussing Leviticus. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Enjoy watching the heathens underfoot disappear as I am raptured to Heaven.

FREN (ALISTAIR)

What's your best quality? My impeccable personality, my skills, my talent... where do I stop? Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Vocaloid

Pink!

Mamma Mia

Pancakes!

Describe your craziest dream. As in goals? Becoming the most famous stage actor in history! Best memory from childhood? My first performance- the audience was so captivated, my own mother forgot my real name for a few days after Most embarrassing moment at school? Being picked on by people with a less refined palette... always a plague on our society, honestly. They're the real freaks! Describe the first job you ever had. My first show occurred when I was five years old. I played Oliver Twist in a stage adaptation of the classic novel Ten years from now, what are you doing? Acting in the Globe Theater, of course- or, alternatively, being a world-famous super model My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? Mm... I suppose any noteworthy actor, but I'm inclined towards Hatsune Miku, enjoying a play from the audience, for once It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

I haven't had enough time!

JONER

What's your best quality? I'm pretty funny! Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

All kinds!

Definitely couldn't pick just one

I don't dislike any movies at all

Anything!

Describe your craziest dream. One time I dreamt that I ate a paper towel and turned into a giant plum. That was pretty crazy Best memory from childhood? Getting lost on a camping trip with my buddy Michela when we were kids! Most embarrassing moment at school? I guess that year Miccy and McLovin stopped talking to each other was pretty rough overall... I had to pass messages from one to the other every time they wanted to talk! It made group projects brutal. Describe the first job you ever had. I worked at a hot dog stand in the park one summer. 80 degrees and eight hours over a hot stove- I was bright red for months! Ten years from now, what are you doing? I'm a professional skateboarder- no, a movie star- no, an archaeologist- no, a professor- no, a master chef- no, a- My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? If by "date" you mean hanging out, I'd love to spend another weekend camping and hiking with my buddies! It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Spend it with my friends!

JULIA

What's your best quality? Intelligence, of course. Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

I'm impartial to dubstep, but I also like acoustic guitar, in a weird way

Yellow

Is Ex Machina too corny of an answer?

Chips and salsa

Describe your craziest dream. Goals or REM? Okay, I'll do both- I've had fleeting dreams of being a CEO of some tech startup. As for nighttime dreams, I used to have nightmares about being chased through the woods. I so hate nature. Best memory from childhood? Um... I'm not sure I really have any. Most embarrassing moment at school? I was kicked out of debate team in middle school because I yelled too loud. After that, I had to train myself to be more subtle about rage. Describe the first job you ever had. I used to send people scam emails when I needed a quick buck. Does that count? Ten years from now, what are you doing? Sitting pretty in my mega mansion, somewhere warm, but not too warm. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? ...Pass, thanks. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Sleep in.

KELLY

What's your best quality? I get along with everyone, really! Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

Music- pop!

Color- sky blue, it's so dreamy

Movie- Legally Blonde

Food- Lemon loaf

Describe your craziest dream. All my dreams are pretty normal, as far as dreams go. Best memory from childhood? My nana teaching me how to bake Most embarrassing moment at school? I once mispronounced the name of our German foreign exchange student in front of the class... how embarrassing for both of us! Describe the first job you ever had. I worked on my grandpa's farm for a summer- it did not agree with me. I'll stick with the beach and the city, thanks! Ten years from now, what are you doing? Rolling out my first makeup line and releasing my third studio album. My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? Ooh, good question! I would say Jensen Ackles from 2006, and we're getting our hair done. It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

Say goodbye to my family

KITTY

What's your best quality? 🎈 Faves? (music, colour, movie, food)

🤖

🔴

🟢👹👸🏼

🌳

Describe your craziest dream. 🐵🌆☕ Best memory from childhood? 🤡 Most embarrassing moment at school? 👸😒 Describe the first job you ever had. 🏪🛍 Ten years from now, what are you doing? 🎪 My dream date would be with ___________, doing what? 🤵📵🌳🌲🌳🌳 It’s the last day on earth. In five words or less, what would you do?

🍴

[akallabeth-joie]

The Blue Castle, chapter 11

The dinner party continues, and it's anyone's game!

To be honest, we start off with a lot of boorish but (finally!) non-abusive behavior. Until Aunt Wellington brings up her stupid teapoon. [-1] Obviously, she needs to take better care of her possessions if they mean so much to her.

And then Cousin Gladys tries to shame Valancy for... not smiling at a her failed attempt at wit? [-1]

Aunt Mildred, please expand your horizons.

Then some blatant hypocrisy from Mrs. Frederick Stirling, who as far as I can tell, never performs "loving service" for anyone. Perfect timing on Valancy's part, following that with "to be free sneeze when you want".

More bad conundrums from Uncle James (-1), making the second time in as many pages that someone at this dinner party tried to cow Valancy by referencing her estate of single blessedness. F that.

"It is such a fatal mistake to try to be funny if you don't succeed" applies to all Stirling humor, except the unintentional bit with the dog and the Catholic church.

Not here for body-shaming anyone, but Aunt Mildred absolutely started it. [-1]

Mrs. Stirling finally called Valancy by her name! Probably just because the syllables can be drawn out better with "Valancy" than "Doss," but it's a start.

Benjamin Stirling, what on earth has Valancy done to warrant a spanking that every person here hasn't done first and worse to her? Also, she hasn't disrespected you. Yet. [-2 for this and the raspberry jam. Seriously. It's been decades. Cope.]

And thus we learn that "Old Dear" is kryptonite to Stirlings.

Ah, Barney Snaith. Weird how they're all obsessed with him. While Valancy is completely right, and right to be upset at their unfair nonsense, I'm not taking points for people attacking him, since the scoreboard's for how they hurt Valancy.

Still this gives us a nice encapsulation of how the Stirling's critical thinking (doesn't) work: judging guilt based on his name, physical appearance, and a lot of more-or-less mutually exclusive rumors.

Olive gets another -1 for trying to trip Valancy up (and using the wrong name).

Maybe Second Cousin Sarah Taylor is just an idiot, but I am absolutely judging Isabel for hating Barney over rumored cat ownership.

Aunt Wellington gets the -1 for trying to shame Valancy for saying the quiet part out loud, but I do want to point out the hypocrisy of everyone present, particularly Uncle Wellington, who brought up Barney and alluding to the salacious rumors first, and then blamed Valancy for contradicting them in plain language.

It seems unsporting when Valancy so neatly returns their volleys, but a final -1 each to Mrs. Stirling and Uncle James for attacking Valancy. Also, is this the first time Mrs. Stirling has actually mentioned her late husband on page?

Exit Valancy stage left like the legend she is.

I seriously enjoy everyone's consternation once Valancy leaves. She doesn't hear it, so I don't think it can really count one way or another, though I sort of want to give Uncle Herbert a point for making tentative defenses of her (calling her sensible and trying to suggest a medical explanation rather than blaming her). I think I will: after all, Valancy likes him, probably from doing stuff like this in the past, and his efforts here may well help her with the fallout from this episode. In that vein, Georgiana also gets a point for defending Valancy (or at least attempting to calm Benjamin's anger towards her).

Please welcome Aunt Alberta and Second Cousin Jane to the scoreboard. Many small changes to the order, as the pack spreads out. Our four-way tie in second place (both second cousins, Aunt Alberta and Uncle Herbert) just goes to show that not talking to Valancy much on page constitutes a viable strategy. Cousin Georgiana remains in first place, with a new high score of 2!

Mrs. Stirling: -37

Cousin Stickles: -11

Uncle Benjamin: -8

Aunt Wellington: -8

Uncle Wellington: -4

Olive: -4

Uncle James: -4

Byron Stirling: -2

Aunt Isabel: -2

Cousin Gladys: -2

Cousin Betty: -1

Aunt Mildred: -1

Aunt Alberta: 0

Uncle Herbert: 0

Second Cousin Sarah Taylor: 0

Second Cousin Jane: 0

Cousin Georgiana: 2

[undertale-writing-times]

If it's not too much, could I get your whole emoji ask list for the murder trio?

There are so many haha.

😨 - Is there anything other people can do to help your oc with calming their nerves?

Axe: Play some soft music, get him something to eat, and don't try to touch him.

Killer: depends! Sometimes giving him a hug would help while other times it could be dangerous to try to do that... most of the time just being around would help him if you're a friend.

Dusty: Just leave him alone, honestly... he needs to relax and calm down. Though you can give him his weighted blanket! It helps him relax and put on his headphones. It blocks out all sounds. After that, it might help him relax.

🔐 - What is your oc like as a roommate?

Axe: Awesome! As long as you take care of your stuff, he'll take care of his. He makes food for the house sometimes and always cleans up after himself. You just have to deal with him taking up quite a bit of space cause he's a big boy.

Killer: Annoying lol. He spends too much time bugging you and sometimes doesn't clean up after himself. Would do the dishes but only if you ask him and he's way too loud.

Dusty: Pretty good. He keeps mostly to himself, won't bug you if you don't bug him… might not even be around all that much.

🐩 - What is your oc's least favorite animal?

Axe: He doesn't like those small yippy dogs. They make him annoyed.

Killer: Weirdly I think he doesn't like goldfish. Doesn't trust them.

Dusty: hamsters. One bit him once.

⏱- How easily does your oc give up?

Axe: Not at all! He normally tries his best to keep pushing forward but if the work isn't worth the prize, he won't do it.

Killer: Depends on if it's funnier to give up or not. Normally, he won't though.

Dusty: It really depends. Sometimes he'll give up if it isn't worth the work.

🎈- What makes your oc laugh?

Axe: Dark humor. He loves dark humor, it's amazing and almost always makes him laugh.

Killer: seeing people falling over. He thinks it's amusing.

Dusty: Cat videos.

😶- Does your oc get lonely easily? What do they do when they’re feeling lonely?

Axe: He does! Normally he would spend time with Noodle or go to spend time with Killer and Dusty. Normally Killer, though. Killer is loud but sometimes when Axe is lonely, that's the best thing he needs.

Killer: Oh bro he is like a dog X1000000 normally if he gets lonely, he'll go and bug Nightmare. If Nightmare kicks him out, he'll go and bug the others.

Dusty: He does get lonely, but he normally doesn't do anything to try to change it.

🔔 - Does your oc sing in the shower?

Axe: He does not. Normally he doesn't even take showers, he takes baths cause showers cause water to get into his skull and it feels weird.

Killer: If you can call what he does in the shower singing, yes.

Dusty: Not really, no.

👄 - What is your oc's least favorite food?

Axe: Least favorite?

Killer: Olives >:(

Dusty: He doesn't like tomatoes or anything with that fake coffee flavoring.

⏯- Does your oc believe in happy endings?

No :)

⚔ - Is your oc bothered by the sight of blood?

Again, no lol. (Axe will be a bit bothered if it's from someone he likes)

🌟- Does your oc like to let sunlight in or do they prefer to keep the curtains closed?

Axe: Shockingly, he loves the feeling of the sun. He sometimes lays on the ground to just feel the sun on him haha.

Killer: ehhh 50/50

Dusty: He would rather keep the curtains closed… the sun hurts his eyes.

❣ - How does your oc react to being told that they're loved by a loved one?

Axe: He would be shocked, then smile and start to purr. He was very happy to hear that!

Killer: "Ha! Thanks" It did mean a bit to him but he's gonna tease you about it.

Dusty: He doesn't respond at first, seeming to think before getting a small smile "thanks..." he mumbles.

😴 - What are your oc’s dreams about?

Axe: Sometimes he has nightmares about being back in the underground, other times he dreams about hanging out with Corn and helping him on the farm. Most of the time though, he has no dreams.

Killer: His dreams are always just blackness. He's floating in it, not able to go anywhere even if he moves.

Dusty: He doesn't wanna talk about it.

🌖 - Does your oc have any secrets? Why do they keep it a secret? Does anyone else know about their secrets?

Axe: Hmm... I feel like he doesn't really keep secrets. He sees no reason in it(if he has a secret, he forgot about it)

Killer: Haha! Wouldn't you want to know weather boy >:)

Dusty: He keeps a lot of things to himself. He thinks it's better that way.

💓- is your oc afraid of death?

To all of them, no. They all know that they will die soon.

💬- Does your oc swear? How vulgar is their swearing?

Axe: Normally if he does curse, it's just like shit or crap. Nothing too big.

Killer: He screams FUCK randomly just because he finds everyone's reactions funny.

Dusty: Hmmm you know, I can't see him cursing for some reason?

💧 - Does your oc know how to swim, and do they enjoy it?

Axe: No, he doesn't, and he doesn't want to learn either. He would just sink most likely because of his low magic levels and a few other things. Plus, you know, the whole hole in his skull.

Killer: He does know how to, but doesn't really like to swim all that much.

Dusty: He knows how to, just doesn't wanna.

💐 - What is your oc’s alignment? How does this show in their behavior?

Axe: Weirdly lawful neutral? He believes in his own rules and follows them. He never ate a human, he helped people when he could.

Killer: I think Chaotic Evil? Everything he does, he does because he was told to but also because he finds it fun! Though I could be wrong and maybe chaotic neutral.

Dusty: Weirdly maybe true neutral

✋ - How forgiving is your oc? Do they hold grudges?

Axe: Yes, he does. He does not forgive very easily and it's hard for him to forgive someone if they hurt him on purpose.

Killer: He's not way too forgiving but he doesn't hold grudges that long.

Dusty: The most grudge-holding one in the whole damn place. You step on his shoe? He'll step on your grave.

😣- Does your oc like being taken care of? Do they allow people near them when they’re injured?

Axe: He does like to be taken care of, but he would only allow a certain few near him if he gets hurt. Shockingly only really Nightmare and Noodle. Killer and Dusty are very close but he would still growl at them.

Killer: He loves to be taken care of! He would most likely make his injury sound worse just so he could have more attention.

Dusty: he likes to be taken care of, just won't act like it. If he's hurt though, he wouldn't want anyone near him.

🌆 - Is your oc a light or a heavy sleeper?

Axe: Heavy sleeper when he feels safe, very light sleeper if he doesn't

Killer: Eh half half.

Dusty: VERY light sleeper.

👊 - Does your oc have any bad habits, and if so, why? Is it possible for them to stop?

Axe: He scratches at the hole in his skull and hooks his fingers in his socket a lot. It's damaging to his skull, but also sometimes he would still go a long time between eating because he doesn't want to 'waste' the food.

Killer: He sometimes hurts himself just to feel something. He has stopped doing that though, he only does it rarely now.

Dusty: He scratches at himself a lot. It's why they have to keep his finger points filed down.

🌄- What’s the longest time your oc has gone with no sleep?

Axe: One time he went 4 days but then he fell asleep for like 2 and Noodle got mad at him.

Killer: the longest he stayed awake was for a week and that was when nightmare first got him and didn't realize that he needed to sleep. He stayed up then passed out.

Dusty: At least 3 days.

🎤 - What would your oc’s theme song be?

Axe: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6DuWvmyqzY

Killer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8hURaX54GA

Dusty: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Y7bcbTgE5o

🍮 - What would your oc get as a midnight snack?

Axe: Most likely a ham sandwich.

Killer: Yogurt and bananas!

Dusty: string cheeses…

😞 - What is your oc like when they’re incredibly tired?

Axe: Sluggish. He would walk into walls and sometimes just lay down anywhere that he thinks is comfortable enough to sleep. There has been times where Killer laid on top of him since he fell asleep on the floor.

Killer: No change, but he will just pass out randomly. No warning.

Dusty: Do you think he was snappy before? He will glare hard enough to kill a weak monster.

[americanwh0resstuff]

You look good, open casket good…

Chapter II, Time of the season

Amy takes up Blaine’s offer, against the pleas of her coworkers…

Word count: 2,028

Slight smut warning, next chapter will be full on ❤️‍🔥❤️‍🔥

Time of the season

“Please Ames I’m begging you, he’s not a nice person, don’t get involved with him!”

Ravi pleaded with her, following her around the morgue like a lost puppy.

“Why? What did he do? It can’t be that bad? I mean you met my ex… can’t be worse than him?” She joked but not a single laugh was heard, instead she was met with stern looks. Ravi didn’t want to tell her, what would he say ‘oh yeah he killed a bunch of teenagers, turned multiple people into zombies, oh yeah he’s a brain/drug dealer!’…no, she’d just ask why they didn’t get Clive to arrest him, and there was no time to explain everything.

“I’ll just drop by, it couldn’t hurt? I probably won’t even take his offer, wouldn’t want to leave you…” she smirked at him, packing up her things for the day before leaving for home.

“I’ll see you Monday, don’t worry about me!” She waved at Ravi and left through the bay doors, shouting a quick “bye!” To Liv.

The air was cold and wet as the rain hit the pavement, autumn was Amy’s favourite time of year, the weather, the falling leaves, the endless horror movies and not to mention the Halloween (which at her play was all year round) decorations…

She smiled as she opened her car door, a beautiful 1967 Ford Mustang in olive green, her dream car. She’d saved up for it all her life, and when she moved to the US she knew she had to have one, she could deal with not affording dinner or not having curtains in her apartment, if she had that car.

The radio was blaring loud as she drove home, old rock songs playing, music by the Rolling Stones, the Beatles and the Zombies playing to set the mood, it was a perfect fall day.

She genuinely felt happy, no more stress from her relatives, old relationships, old jobs… she was starting anew, living the life she wanted. So there was no surprise on her neighbours face when she walked into her apartment lobby, whistling and walking with a spring in her step. “Good evening Ms Danes!”

When she finally sat down in her sofa, feet up, tv on, she reached into her pocket and pulled out the business card given to her by the admittedly attractive man who was sitting on an autopsy table earlier. Now that she thought about it, I guess it was kinda weird that Ravi was looking at him instead of him going to a usual doctor, but hey in America, who could blame him for not wanting to pay a fortune to get his blood pressure checked?

‘Blaine DeBeers, owner of Shady Plots funeral home, where we lay your loved ones to rest the right way’

Huh shady plots, bit on the nose…

She pulled out her phone and called the number on the back, slightly nervous from Liv and Ravis protests, but she couldn’t keep working in the morgue forever, she needed a real funeral home to truly show her craftsmanship, somewhere where families can come to see their loved ones without having to bear witness to slashed up victims and loose organs.

It only rang twice before he picked up “Blaine DeBeers, how can I help you!” She unconsciously smiled, feeling butterflies in her stomach.

“Hi this is Amy, the mortician from the morgue.”

“Oh Amy! Great I didn’t think you’d call” she could practically hear his smirk over the phone, which only made her more nervous, why did she feel this way?

“Did you not?” She joked “What a confident businessman!”

They talked for a bit, Amy telling him about her experience in Glasgow medical school before changing her major to mortuary school, how she worked in Hastings as an apprentice mortician before finally working in a quaint little funeral home on the sea front.

“This all sounds great, but uh- do you want to grab dinner tonight? Make it a business meeting, we can really get into the details.” She grinned in surprise at his offer. Fiddling with the cuff of her jeans.

“Yeah that sounds good-great! What time?”

They agreed on 8 o clock, it was now 5:30 so she had enough time to shower off the smell of formaldehyde and get into something nicer.

For the latter she decided on a long, silk, black dress with a slit going up the side, with a button up white shirt underneath to keep it somewhat casual, she wore her black Mary janes and carried a coffin shaped bag, yep she was that into her job.

She kept her makeup simple, black eyeliner and some fluffy fake lashes, and a dark plum lipstick to contrast her bright green eyes. She curled her hair and wore her favourite perfume, it’s been a while since she’s felt this nice.

She got into her car and drive to the agreed upon place, somewhere called “Ritos” some local Italian place, that was fancy enough for a business meeting, but still laid back enough to be crowded on a Friday night. She looked around for a bit before parking up and walking to meet the pale haired man, who was already waiting outside.

“Oh I hope I didn’t keep you waiting too long!” Blaine smiled at her, taking her hand in a firm yet soothing hand shake.

“Don’t worry about it, I just got here!”

They made their way inside, Blaine pulling out her chair for her, she marvelled at the dark green walls, mauve velvet chairs and dark wool tables, plants hanging above the bar and waiters walking around in fancy suits, it was nice, comforting but still striking.

“So what brought you to Seattle?” He asked her while a waiter brought them two menus, smiling at them both before walking off to the dimly lit bartender, already asking for two wine glasses.

“Well…i guess just fate, the owner of my last business passed away, he was very old and he didn’t have any family to take it over, I didn’t feel ready yet and so I lost my job, I met Ravi in college and we talked and he mentioned that he was now working in a morgue, and I just needed to get away from everything, I just packed up and left, I was sick of my life there…” she looked down at her menu, studying the drinks.

“Sounds like an adventure, couldn’t have been easy… want a bottle of wine for the table?” He interjected himself.

“Oh actually, I don’t drink… recovering addict.” She said the last part quietly but Blaine heard, he nodded and smiled.

“Don’t worry they do a great non alcoholic wine here!” She looked up at him and smiled, usually people giver her strange looks or pressure her to drink whenever she says she doesn’t, but he listened, he respected her choice and didn’t push, she liked that.

The waiter returned with the bottle and poured them each a glass.

“Cheers, to new adventures!” Blaine raised his glass and winked at her, she couldn’t help but blush when they clinked glasses.

The rest of the night went smoothly, talking about work and personal stuff, they had a lot of laughs and really seemed to click, why was Ravi so I sit at not to involve herself with him? She didn’t understand, but frankly at this point she’s forgotten all about his warnings, she was instead just enjoying her night.

Around 12 they had eaten and Blaine happily paid the bill, against Amy’s insisting that she’d pay her half.

“It’s on the funeral home.” He laughed, shooting her a playful look.

“Want to see where you’ll be working?” He asked, walking out into the cool air, watching her light a cigarette.

“So I’ve got the job?” Her eyes were wide and she smiled. “Thank you so much you have no idea how great this is!” She restrained from jumping up and down in pure joy.

He smiled back at her, leading her to her car, telling her to follow him to shady plots.

She could barely contain her excitement while tailing him, she rang Ravi to tell him the good news but he didn’t answer, most likely sleeping, he never went out, never even on weekends.

She left him a voicemail instead.

When they pulled up to the beautiful Victorian home she couldn’t stop staring, the porch lights glowing an orange light and the windows were slightly stained pink, giving them a beautiful shine.

“You like it?” Blaine’s voice broke her from her trance as he took her hand. “Come on.” He lead her to the front door, pulling out his keys and opening the wooden front door, motioning for her to go inside.

“This place is gorgeous! I don’t know what to say!”

“It really is…” Blaine’s eyes burned into the side of her head, eyes blown with lust. He’d been holding back all night, not wanting to scare her off. Sure it was a little forward of him to invite her to shady plots as a ruse to sleep with her, but I mean, he couldn’t help it, and plus it wasn’t like he was lying to her, she got the job, if not only for her looks but for her undeniable qualifications.

He lead her around the house, showing her the viewing room, the morgue and finally his office, that’s where he planned on ending the night.

“So what do you think?” He smirked sitting down behind his desk, leaning back and gripping the arm rests, his eyes now only focused on the slightest sight of Amy’s leg through the slit in her dress.

“This place is amazing, I’m so happy you hired me…” she trailed off, still admiring the interior.

“Not as happy as I am I bet.” He joked but the slight growl in his voice was unmistakable. He couldn’t stop staring at her, her legs were pale and perfectly shaped, from her skin but muscled calves to her thick thighs, tattoos still scattered all over them, he couldn’t help but wonder what other tattoos she had, maybe in less… visible places. Her lips were full and plump, so soft and kissable, and those eyes, those unbelievable eyes, they were hypnotic, she must have this affect on everyone, how could anyone not go crazy looking at those beautiful green orbs.

She shifted in her seat, noticing his staring and feeling slightly uncomfortable, she wasn’t used to this attention, but she liked it.

Blaine searched for an excuse to get her closer to him, looking around the room before his eyes settles onto his small office window.

“Come here, there’s a great view of the city from here…” she followed him as he stood up and walked towards the small window, moving the drapes away just enough for her to see the lights of the skyline sparkle in the night.

She silently thanked the architect for making these windows so thin, as she was practically so close to him that he could smell her perfume, now hours old, radiating from her.

“Wow, it’s beautiful…”

She gazed out to the horizon, but Blaine’s gaze stayed on her.

“Amy?”

“Yeah?” She looked at him, eyes darting from his to his lips, she’d felt it all night too, this undeniable tension between them, a connection that was more than potential coworkers.

His hand reached for her chin, tipping it up before leaning down and kissing her, soft, slow and caring, her hands made their way to his neck, fingers twisting in his short hair. They pulled away, slightly breathless, looking in each others eyes in comfortable near-silence. Just the sound of the record player in the background.

There was a mutual understanding between them as Blaine walked backwards towards his office chair, still holding her before sitting down, pulling the gorgeous woman onto his lap.

She initiated the kiss this time, pulling him in tightly while his hands explored her body, settling on her hips, massaging them gently while her kisses became more needy and biting.

They both knew what would happen next…

[tomegnome]

2023 Book log: Monstrous Regiment by Terry Pratchett

Monstrous Regiment satirizes themes of gender, war, and religion in the fantastical setting of Terry Pratchett's wonderfully irreverent Discworld. Barmaid Polly Perks lives in the charmless and highly conservative country of Borogravia. Seeking her lost soldier brother, Polly disguises as a "Oliver" and enlists alongside a cast of colorful characters including teenage runaways, a vampire, and a troll...who all have secrets of their own. Wink wink. Hijinks and gender fuckery ensue!

🍄Ratings based on the five core gnomish literary values🍄

Characters - 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻 Camp - 🌷🌷🌷🌷🌷 Queerness - 🌼🌼🌼 Style - 🌻🌻🌻🌻🌻 Feeling - 🌷🌷🌷🌷

I read this book 10ish years ago and remembered it being an absolute delight, and golly, it really held up. If you haven't read Terry Pratchett before you can totally jump in with Monstrous Regiment since it stands perfectly fine on its own weird little legs (btw anyone who tells you to read discworld chronologically is a teacher's pet and not to be trusted).

I have dog-eared the ever loving shit out of this poor little paperback. First of all this book is so funny, laugh out loud funny. But also has these poignant, beautiful little moments. It gets surprisingly dark in places, but in a way that feels necessary and is really in service to fleshing out the characters. It really grounds the book in the midst of all this absurdity and gives it this real life human quality.

Many writers write characters and then, quite separately, female characters. Pratchett just wrote interesting characters. He saw humans as flawed and weak, but also brave and hopeful and that shows in the way he writes these really silly, lovely characters.

Paul, Polly's brother, is BARELY in the book. He speaks maybe once. But through Polly telling you these little memories about him you become really come to adore him and by extension, learn about and appreciate Polly even more. And the books doesn't even need it! Paul could've just been a call to action, but instead he has his own little arc. Someone please talk to me about Paul and his birds.

And Jackrum. And Maladict. And Lofty and Tonker. Any of them really. Because my heart is so full of love for these characters.

Which is why this book works when there are more contemporary novels exploring gender much more seriously and doing a worse job, imo. I am probably biased, but ultimately it felt to me like this book was saying: Oh gender? What a funny little notion. What a silly little human invention. Grab onto it with your grubby gnome paws and do with it what you wish.

For more information and detailed content warnings I highly recommend thestorygraph.

🍄Sample passage - may be light spoilers🍄______________________________________________________________

"Bloody Jackrum left me surrounded by armed men!" Polly hissed.

"And?"

"Well, I… knocked two of them out," she said, feeling as she said it that this rather spoilt her case as a victim. "One went over the road, though."

"I think we got that one," said Maladict. "Well, I say 'got'… Tonker nearly gutted him. There's a girl with what I'd call unresolved issues." He turned round. "Let's see… seven horses, seven men. Yep."

"Tonker?" said Polly.

"Oh, yes. Hadn't you spotted her? She went mad when the man charged at Lofty. Now, let's have a look at your gentlemen, shall we?" said Maladict, heading for the inn door.

"But Lofty and Tonker…" Polly began, running to keep up. "I mean, the way they act, they… I thought she was his girl… but I thought Tonker… I mean, I know Lofty is a gi - "

Even in the dark, Maladict's teeth gleamed as he smiled. "The world's certainly unfolding itself for you, eh? Ozzer? Every day, something new. Cross-dressing now, I see."

"What?"

"You are wearing a petticoat, Ozzer," said Maladict, stepping into the bar. Polly looked down guiltily and started to tug it off, and then thought: hang on a moment...

"The captain looks bad," he said. "What did he try to do to poor little you?"

"Patronize me," said Polly, glaring at Maladict.

"Ah," said the vampire.

[fiction1995]

Chapter 3

Harry was sitting alone in a different table from his friends, Oliver started making out with a girl while Alex were in deep conversation with another, and Matt was on the dance floor with Mina, dancing closely, intimately, he tried to look away but every time his eyes were drawn back on them "hey" he heard Alex voice and he jumped a little in his chair "Jesus..." Alex said when he saw Harry's reaction "sorry" Harry said and scratch the back of his neck "don't worry about it" Alex said "why aren't you sitting with us?" he continued while sitting next to Harry "it's okay, I don't want to interrupt" Harry said and played with the beer bottle with his hands "why don't you ask someone out? I'm sure a lot of girls would love to, you're pretty popular" Alex said with a smile, Harry appreciate it, the fact that Alex noticed that Harry was missing "it's really ok, I just don't want to hook up with anyone" Harry explain "why? do you have a girlfriend or something?" Alex asked and Harry just shook his head, then there was a silence in the table that made Harry feel uncomfortable, which is weird, in the whole place were so loud music but all he could focus on was Alex sitting next to him in a complete silence "you..." Harry started to say at the same time Alex open his mouth to talk too, they giggled at each other "you wanted to say something?" Harry asked and Alex nodded, shifting his body from side to side, looking a little uncomfortable "what is it?" Harry asked, not loving the idea of his friend struggling with what ever this is "can I ask you something?" Alec finally asked and Harry nodded "are... umm... are you gay?" Alex asked, looking down, not dares to meet Harry's eyes, which was good because they were wide open "w..what?" Harry stutter "I... I was wondering if you are gay... you turned down every single girl who asked you out... so I..." Alex stutter himself, Harry tried to decide if he should share his secret or not, how will Alex react? will he hate him? will he accept Harry as he is? "I... I'm sorry, you don't have to answer.. it was rude of me to ask that..." Alex said while Harry was deep in thoughts so he didn't notice that he didn't say a word apparently for a long time "umm... what if I am?" Harry asked, nervously "are you?" Alex said and finally got the courage to look at him "will it change anything?" Harry said, getting even more nervous "what do you mean?" Alex asked, confused "what ever you like, I don't care about it, you're my friend... I just asked because I was feeling that you have been dealing with a lot... so I tried to come to you, so you know you're not alone" Alex said, he reached out and took Harry's hand in his own, smiling sweetly, Harry just stared at him, still struggling to decide but seeing Alex being so cute and trying to help him soften his heart "I... yes, I am" Harry admitted, the second he said that he felt a huge rock lifting off his chest "wow.. it's weird to say that out loud..." Harry said, trying to fight the smile but couldn't help it, he looked at Alex who stood up 'wait... is he leaving?" Harry thought, he watched him getting closer and without saying a word Alex pulled him into a close hug "I'm so proud of you... I guess it was so hard on you... I'm so sorry I didn't notice sooner" Alex said into the hug, Harry just embrace him, feeling ashamed of his thoughts before, he actually thought Alex would go but instead he's being such an amazing friend "thank you, thank you for being my friend" Harry said and Alex backed up and sat down back on the chair "of course, we're going to be always together" Alex said and smiled, Harry smiled but at the same time his eyes drifted away, founding Matt again, still dancing closely with Mina, even making out now "I'm sure it's hard..." Alex suddenly said and Harry looked back at him "what is?" Harry asked, not sure if he heard him right "being in love with someone you can't never have..." Alex said and looked at him.

| TBC|

[oll13v3r]

So uh yeah here he is. He's a silly guy, a scrunkle if you will.

He's a #humanexchangestudent (well ignore demon version that's a different universe yeah we'll say that)

His name is Oliver (haha who would've thunk it)

But yeah he did not in fact want to be there and didn't like anyone at the beginning. He grew to enjoy the presence of everyone though :]

Relationships with everyone:

Lucifer - Genuinely scared of him for a while because he's loud and mean, but found comfort in him later on

Mammon - was originally annoyed as fuck that Mammon was being rude to him, but when mammon started being nice and affectionate and stuff he quickly warmed dup to mammon. (Mammon is also #1 protector fr fr. This man can't defend himself for shit)

Levi - They're buddies!!! He dies get second hand embarrassment from the way he talks sometimes, but he very much enjoys anime as well so they get to nerd out about that stuff. He also will make Levi play horror games with him because it's silly fun.

Satan - He loves Satan. It took a while because of how abrasive he was, but once he calmed down and started being sweeter to Oliver he enjoyed his presence a lot more. He really enjoys analyzing things with Satan and snuggling with him while he reads. He also goes in Satan's room when everything else is too loud .

Asmo - Oliver was freaked the fuck out because why was he needlessly freaky??? He calmed down a bit after a while, and the two of them love doing cool outfits and makeup and such!! He always makes sure to compliment asmo and says he loves him as a person.

Beel - He's a silly guy idk what to tell you. It's not his fav to make more food than necessary when he's cooking for himself, but he still loves beel so he's willing to do so. He's also beels #1 hype man and occasionally works out with him.

Belphie - he hates him. That fact makes everyone upset. Genuinely don't know what they expected to happen.

Diavolo - Really liked him at first !! Thought he was so silly! But he started to not trust him after lesson 16 and really doesn't like the way he treats lucifer. To him it seems that lucifer is stuck there against his will to keep his brothers safe and not out of true friendship. Also he has a distrust towards government in general.

Barbatos - Mostly neutral towards him, but really enjoys his food. He also let's Oliver ramble so that's a plus.

Simeon !!! - Oliver's favorite (Don't tell mammon). Oliver didn't trust him at first because the idea of angels and heaven was really weird and corrupt to him, but when Simeon was nothing like that he clung to him. Oliver frequently visits purgatory hall to see him. He gets so much comfort from Simeon it's insane.

Solomon - He is a tad bit concerned but they're buddies. Refuses to eat his food whatsoever. Sorry pookie 💔

Luke - Little guy!!! Oliver doesn't tease him much and is just happy to help him learn and grow as a person. The two of them get up to silly shit. Loves showing him human world stuff.

Raphael - Mostly neutral. (He hasn't appeared very much in the amount of the game I've played)

Thirteen and Manifesto - Literally no clue lmao. I stopped playing during season 2 of the OG game because it's so difficult to actually get into and the writing isnt very good.

But yeah Oliver is a guy 👍

HEY

GUYS

plz comment or reblog this and talk abt your OM mc’s bc I love hearing about them and I rly rly wanna read abt peoples mc’s, and you should totally show me any art you’ve made of your mc,

or don’t that’s ok to

only if you wanna

plz

also I’d totally love to draw anyone’s sheep mc with my mc’s sheep version

they can have tea:)