#rih asks

[rainsinheaven-if]

Do the MC parents hate them or do they just live Nolan more

they love MC enough to keep them sheltered and fed. but they love Nolan a lot more.

It's like they love Nolan 99% and MC 1% - favoritism at its finest

[scrunckled-idiot]

it,,, is doneeee

phew

my 1st even coloured and completely finished drawing (i didnt know what i was doing) AND ON THAT 1st ever drawing of either engie or solly !!

i have been convinced to helmet party too since i didn't ship em b4

thamks 🙏

oh nd also

- 🚬 (but i couldnt really be an anon now smh)

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WELL DONE IM SO PROUD OF YOU AHAHAHHAHAHAHAH

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THE FUCKING FELLAS LESSGOOOO!!!!!

I LOVE IT POOKIE AHAHAHAHAH LALALALLALALALALLALALALAALALALALALALAL

(i need to stop now)

also i can just forget its you so that you can stay anonymous because i forgot what i did yesterday :)

[muppeted]

1, 7, 14, 24

1. Name the best book you've read so far this year.

Oh noooooo we’re not even halfway through the year and this question is already so hard. I’m going to cheat and name a couple: the reformatory by tananarive due, among others by jo walton, death in the spires by kj charles, and he who drowned the world by shelley parker-chan.

7. What kind of common romance tropes do you enjoy and what kind do you dislike?

Ok I don’t know if this is exactly a trope but. It is sosososo important for me that the romance be closely tied to the plot and the characters’ development. Like, it’s not just that some things are happening and also btw these people are falling in love, it’s, oh, none of this would be happening, or it would be happening very differently, if these people were not falling in love.

and then a trope I dislike is the unnecessary epilogue. 90% of a time, the book will have actually been wrapped up perfectly in the previous chapter, and there is absolutely no need to then show us how five years later everyone is married and happy and has a million babies. obviously this happens mostly in straight romance but I’ve also noticed it happening in gay romance and it’s like! I actually don’t need that thank you !

14. Favorite humor and satire book(s).

Ahh I actually don’t read that much humor/satire! But some books that make me laugh: any talia hibbert romance, emma thompson’s sense and sensibility diaries/screenplay, pretty much any t kingfisher….yeah that’s all I got

24. Favorite Young Adult book(s).

I mean. The best YA to me is always going to be the books I read as an actual angsty teenager. But! I’ll say some recent YA I’ve really loved was the house of the scorpion by nancy farmer (thanks to @soup-fan-club for the rec ♥️) and unraveller by frances hardinge.

[pandaroboto]

List five things that make you happy, then put this in the inbox of the last ten people you got notifications from, get to know your mutuals and your followers! noo pressure tho ! ✨

Alex Horne. Yep, Alex Horne in general, he is my human serotonin.

Good food.

My boyfriend.

My dog

When I manage to make people laugh

[yelenasdiary]

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(For the Music Bored Post)

You can have 2 songs for sending 2 emojis!

Hope by Jaden

&

Meet Again by Harry Hudson

Send me an emoji for a song!!

[hyperions-light]

Heeey Howdy! 🤠 Happy Friday!

How it works: I ask you a question about your Rook(s) and you answer it with as much brevity or verbosity as you desire. You can do this whenever you want, and I’ll reblog it + add some comments! There’s no time limit— if you want to do the older ones, they are collected here! (The post is updated on Fridays!)

1/24/25– I schedule the RIH posts out one per hour between 8:30 am - 10:30 pm MST. I already have posts scheduled out for most of the day today, so your rbs will be a bit delayed! Thank you for your patience !

Today’s Question(s): Does your Rook have parents? If not, surrogate parental figures/mentors? Do they like them? Do they resent them? Are Rook’s parental figures proud of them? Do they talk to them regularly? Have or will they meet your Rook’s LI or the other members of the Veilguard?

Answer as much or as little as you like! Have fun?

[whatdoeseverybodywant]

You're the Only Girl for Me - Chapter 31

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“Uhh, should we call Josh?” Mercedes asked as she, Trinity, and Bianca watched Airielle grind her ass on some random man. The three women couldn’t deny that he was attractive and if Airielle wasn’t with Josh.. they might have left them alone. 

“No. Definitely do not call Josh. And I can’t call Jon cause they’re together.” All three woman turned their head back to watch Airielle. They’re eyes growing wide as the man started sliding his hand up her thigh and towards her skirt. 

"Oh my gosh," Trinity whispered, her hand flying to her mouth. "We need to get her out of there. Now." Trinity didn’t wait for a response from Bianca or Mercedes. She marched over to Airielle. “Sis, come on.” 

“Trin!” Airielle shouted, clearly drunk. “Where you been at friend!?” 

Trinity wanted to laugh but she knew something was wrong. She had known Airielle for a year and she had never seen her get drunk like this. She wanted to call Yasmine, but Trinity knew she was home resting with her newborn son.  “I don’t think Josh would be–” Trinity started but Airielle cut her off with a loud scoff. 

“Fuck Joshua Fatu! He’s a liar!”  Trinity’s eyes widened at Airielle’s statement. What the fuck happened? Trinity thought. Airielle and Josh were good when they left the hotel room. 

Josh was pissed, He broke all types of traffic laws as he sped to the nightclub his girl was currently at. His girl that had no problem grinding her ass on another man. Just thinking about it, made him tighten his fist around the steering wheel, his knuckles going white. 

When he got the text from Yara, he was pretty sure his eyes were playing tricks on him. But there it was, clear as day: a blurry video of Airielle a hazy smile on her face as she winded her ass against some other man. 

Trinity’s eyes widened as she watched Josh make his way towards them. “Who called him?!” She asked turning toward Bianca and Mercedes who both shook their heads. 

“Where she at?” Josh asked once he walked over to them. He looked out on the dance floor, trying to spot Airielle.

“Brother, just calm down… She’s drunk as fuck right now.” 

“Calm?” Josh hissed. “How the fuck can I be calm when my girl out here rubbing her ass all up on another man?!” 

“I know just–” Trinity started but Josh had walked off from her, in search of Airielle. “Fuck” She muttered and chased after him. 

It didn’t take them too long to find her. Josh’s whole body froze as he laid eyes on Airielle. She was leaning against the bar. A soft but lazy smile on her face as she talked to the same guy from the video. The guy was leaning in close, clearly enjoying the attention. Trinity felt her stomach drop as she watched Josh's expression twist into a mix of anger and hurt.

“Josh just wa–” Before Trinity could finish her sentence, Josh was already storming towards Airielle and the man. His fists were clenched at his sides, jaw tight with barely contained rage.

“Imma need you to back the fuck up.” Josh spat at the man, as he slid into the space between him and Airielle.  The guy looked between Josh and Airielle before holding his hands up and walking away. Josh turned his attention to Airielle who rolled her eyes at him. “What the fuck Rih? Whatchu’ all up on him for?” 

Airielle ignored him and turned her her attention to the bartender to ask for another shot. “I know you hear me talking to you.” 

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Airielle responded, taking her drink from the bartender and trying to walk away from Josh. But he grabbed the drink out of her hand and slammed it back down on the counter. 

“Aye yo. You real life starting to piss me off.”  Airielle sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes again. “Stop rolling yo’ fuckin’ eyes at me.” He growled. 

“Or what?” She countered back. 

Tired of playing games with her. Josh grabbed Airielle and threw her over his shoulder. He then turned to Trinity and told her to go get Bianca and Mercedes or they would be left. 

“Josh! Put me down!” Airielle yelled, drawing the attention of the people they walked past on their way out of the bar. Josh paid them and her no mind. He was in a foul-ass mood and he dared someone to say something to him. He unlocked his rental and threw her in the backseat, climbing in behind her. “What the fuck!” 

“I should be asking you that! Whatchu’ out here grindin’ on another guy for?!” 

“Whatchu’ out here lying about how many times you fucked Yara for?” 

“What?” 

“What?” She mocked with an eye roll “You got caught, stupid. I seen it with my own eyes Joshua! You said it was a mistake! You don’t make the same mistake TWICE!”  Josh just stared at Airielle, he was confused as FUCK! He only slept with Yara once at his apartment. 

“When I ever fucking lie to you Airielle?!”

“I saw the video, Josh! I seen you walk into that room with her!” Josh just stared at Airielle. He had no idea what the fuck she was even talking about. “You know what, Imma just ask Ray to send me the video,” She said as she pulled her phone out of her clutch. Josh couldn’t stop his chuckle. “The hell so funny?!” she snapped, her eyes narrowing as she glared at him.

“You deadass believed a guy who’s been trying to get with you since you came to the main roster? Like I said, I never fucking lied to you. Never. You real-life believing him over me?” Airielle’s fingers paused over her phone screen, as she looked back up at him.  She started to feel bad as she saw the hurt swirling in his eyes.  “That shit with Tracy happened, and what I do? I got all my paperwork from court and showed that shit to you!. I slept with Yara and I tried to start over with you, FOR you! And now you just wanna believe some lame-ass dude who you went on dates with?” Josh sucked his teeth. “Forreal?” 

Airielle’s jaw dropped open, her breath catching in her throat as the weight of his words sank in. When she didn’t say anything Josh scoffed and shook his head. He slid out of the backseat and left the door open for Trinity and Bianca to slide in while Mercedes got into the passenger seat. All four girls jumped as he slammed the driver's door after he got in.  Airielle felt her heart sink deeper into her stomach, a mixture of embarrassment and regret swirling inside her as she sunk into the backseat of the car. 

The car ride back to the hotel was silent. Airielle felt like shit. She knew better than to act first when it came to Josh. And he was right, when has he ever lied to her? She had fucked up their newly reformed relationship and she was certain that he was done with her. For good this time. 

Authors Note: If this seems rushed, I'M SORRY! I needed to end this scene/chapter so I could get to the next part lol. Also.. sorry this took me so long 😫

Just a heads up... next chapter is all about Christoper and Airielle so.. please read the trigger warning and proceed with caution ❤️

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[folklorespring]

Ukrainian kid's letter to Saint Nicholas:

"Hello, my name is Eva Heneral. I'm from Kherson region, Hola Prystan town. Our picturesque town is located near the sea, we used to often go there to swim, walk, breath sea air. But when the war has started, early in the morning we went to the grandparents' village, I saw missile flying over us, quickly, loudly. For some time we lived in the village, then mom said we need to go, take only necessities, and drive somewhere. We were driving for the long time, got stopped by russians, they took away our potato pies that grandma gave us for the road.

In a few days we arrived in Kryvyi Rih, we're still staying there. Every day, when I go to bed, I think about our house, kindergarten I attended, playground, our beautiful pier. All of that is gone now, mom said that we got flooded by Kakhovka Dam, our town is still occupied, russians live in grandparents' house, and grandma and grandpa came to us. I want the war to be over, I want to go home.

I would like to ask Nicholas for big Toothless dragon from "How To Train Your Dragon" cartoon. Thank you very much!!! Glory to Ukraine!"

[heavyhitterheaux]

Private Show (NSFW)

First Lady of Private Garden Fic

AN: PURE SMUT AHEAD 🤭🤭

Synopsis: When your husband is upset and misses you, you will do absolutely anything for him.

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

Requested by: a dream that I had last night lol

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You had just taken off your dress along with your shoes and plopped down on the bed when your phone rang indicating a facetime call. When you grabbed it from the nightstand, you saw that it was Jack and quickly answered.

"Hi baby!" You excitedly said as his face came into view, but he was simply sporting a pout which had you confused.

"Pookie, is everything okay?" You asked growing concerned since he had yet to say anything.

"Today was just a rough day and it doesn't help that I miss you." He quietly said and a sigh escaped your lips.

"Do you want to talk about it? It might help if you do."

"No, I just wanted to see your beautiful face and make sure my girl was good."

"Well, I'm fine, but my husband isn't and I don't like that."

"It'll be fine, baby. I'm probably making it more of a big deal than it has to be."

"Your feelings are valid, smush. I always tell you that. No need to hide the way you feel."

You were now taking off your jewelry and had propped up your phone in front of you when Jack finally took in the sight of you.

"Is that bra new?"

"It is, do you like it? Rih sent it to me along with a bunch of other things, but I'll save those for when I see you in person." You answered and Jack instantly smiled.

"You should have saved that one. You know how I feel about lace." Jack commented and you noticed that he kept adjusting and you raised your eyebrow.

"Babe?"

"Hmm?"

"You're bricked up right now, aren't you?" You asked while smirking.

"I'm always bricked up around you because my wife is sexy as fuck. I thought that was understood and besides it's been like three weeks since I've been in you." 

"Then I think your wife needs to help you with that. I got an idea."

"What is it because the last thing I need to get is blue balls. You about to play with that pretty pussy for me and make me cum by watching you?"

"If that's what my man wants, I'll do it. Hold on a minute."

The bottom drawer of the nightstand contained all of your toys and you immediately opened it to reach in and grabbed your dildo that was a mold made of Jack's that he got for you one Valentines Day.

When you came back in the view of the camera holding it, Jack immediately bit his lip and you could tell he was palming himself through the comforter since you could no longer see his hands. 

"Take it out, I wanna watch you. I don't know why you're acting shy around me. This is nothing compared to other things we've done."

"I'm not, I-...."

"Take it out." Jack finally complied and once you saw the precum leaking from the tip, your mouth was watering.

"Much better." You said as Jack was slowly starting to jerk himself off.

"But I need that bra off. And are you going to use the toy I made for you or simply hold it? You know what? Get your vibrator too."

Reaching over once again to the drawer, you took out your pink vibrator happy that you had charged it the night before. Once you came back into Jack's view, you slowly slid your bra off along with the panties that matched it and moved to the top of the bed spreading your legs for Jack to have a full view of you. You could already feel the river forming down below and you took it upon yourself to place the dildo in your mouth to make it wet so it would be easier to insert it.

"Got damn, baby." 

"What? I have to make sure it's wet enough so it can go in easier." You responded while laughing.

"I can guarantee you that you probably didn't even need to do that. It's like the damn ocean down there."

"Well I can't help it if my man makes me this wet all the time." You put it back in your mouth and spit began to leak out of the sides falling onto your chest.

"Play with your nipples for me. Spread that shit on them."

"Mm my baby is eager tonight isn't he? But I can do you one better." A smile graced your lips before you brought your left nipple to your mouth and lightly sucked on it making a moan escape from Jack's lips.

You looked back up at Jack after you had switched to the right one and was trying to figure out when he had lost his shirt, but there were more important things to worry about.

You were determined to do whatever your man wanted in order to get him to cum. 

The dildo left your mouth with a popping sound and you slowly inserted it letting out a quiet moan.

"Mmm, baby it feels so good." 

"That's my good girl. Take that shit." 

"Oohh, oh fuckkk."

"Is my good girl going to cum for me?" Jack asked you as you immediately nodded and focused on the task at hand while increasing your pace.

"Use your words, baby. And stop holding back. I wanna hear you."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, daddy. I'm going to cum for you."

"Put that vibrator on your clit." 

You reached with your left hand to where it was and put it on the lowest setting before hearing Jack's voice once again.

"I know your ass didn't just put it on the lowest setting. Turn it up. I want to see those legs shaking."

You complied as you placed your left hand to hold the vibrator on your clit while using the right to keep your dildo going at the same space.

Your eyes were closed, but you opened them to see Jack jerking himself off to your movements and the moans that he was letting out was putting you over the edge.

"Oh shit, baby I'm about to…." You breathlessly said while turning up your vibrator to the highest setting that it would go to.

"Fuck, me too."

Within the next thirty seconds, you squirted all over the sheets and your phone and it took you by surprise since the only time it ever happened, Jack had been the reason for it.

Jack was coming down from his high, but was looking just as surprised as you were because of what just happened.

"Well shit. Look who taught herself how to squirt." 

"I.. don't even know what I did differently. But I'm definitely going to try to do it again." You said while taking the dildo out and inserting it into your mouth once again and sucking on it.

"Fuck, I can't wait until that pretty little mouth of yours has my dick in your mouth."

"Technically it already does baby seeing as this is a mold of yours. But I get it. Do you feel better?" You asked while setting the dildo and vibrator to the side.

"Yes, thank you baby."

"You know I'll do anything for you." A smile graced your face as you simply looked at him and he smirked.

"Right back at you, baby."

You couldn't help but to notice that it seemed like Jack wanted to say something else. 

"Smush, is something wrong?"

"Do you have one more in you?" 

"Hmm, depends. What's next baby?"

"I want you riding it this time."

"I expect a generous tip when I see you in three days." 

"You know that you're about to get a lot more than that. You got some Louboutins waiting for you. Be a good girl for me and I just might throw in a Birkin and another Givenchy outfit."

"Let's get to it then."

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[wistfulpoltergeist]

Ask Game: List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the askbox for the last 10 people who liked or reblogged something from you! get to know your mutuals and followers :)

Aww, that's so sweet of you! Thank you for sending me this☺️

Giving you photos of the Autumn in Kryvyi Rih. It's so beautiful this year!

[rainsinheaven-if]

How would MC mother react if MC asks her if there something shameful about being a woman?

This is a great question.

MC's mother (whos name is Madeline) will be momentarily stunlocked at the question, wondering why MC asked that. But she'll brush it off and say something like "Men have the privileges that women can't get in this world." She won't directly answer the question, but maybe the question will haunt her dreams (though she'll keep trying to ignore reflecting on the question afterwards)

[scrunckled-idiot]

gkjhmmmm i know this is a really overused trope in g/t but i think itd be sorta funny if Dell is trying to shove a pissed off Solly into his pocket in one of their first few interactions cause "It's snowing get in the gatdamn pocket-" "NO-"

ik this isn't EXACTLY the situation you described, but i already had somethin' in my head. +it take place durin' springtimes :)

"UNHAND ME YOU BASTRD! I CAN WALK ON MY OWN JUST FINE! ITS NOT MY LEG THATS BROKEN!"

"i know that. i just don't want you scurryin' off and gettin' killed out there"

"I- YOU-... tch..."

hold tiny bastardo genty limk berd

also im sorry but at first i read "gatdamn" as "gyattdamn" and didn't know what to do 😭

[harri-etvane]

sharing the bed prompts are irresistibly adorable, I can't choose between 'walking up with their faces centimeters apart' and 'fondly listening to the sleep talking' (and there was only one bed!)

Aren't they just the most adorable prompts? Here's 500ish words of fluff for you, love. I've tried to include all of the ones you mentioned 💕

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Maksym is used to Volodymyr talking in his sleep now, it would almost be stranger if he was silent. Sometimes it’s nightmares - dreams that career into something darker, painful, keening; he wakes hoarse, more tired somehow than when he went to sleep. There are other times when he mutters to himself, unintelligible nonsense, Maks laid beside him, tracing quiet patterns on his skin, waiting patiently for him to struggle into wakefulness  - drowsy and uncoordinated. Occasionally, it’s neither; little snippets of conversation that Maks answers in all seriousness, more for his own gentle amusement than anything else - all of it from affection.

“You gotta take the dogs out.”

Maksym rolls over to face Vova and smiles fondly at his sleep-creased expression, the loose annoyance in his voice, the pout on his features.

“My turn is it, hm?” He offers the response softly, languidly tracing a pattern against the exposed skin of Vova’s bicep, quietly appreciating the muscle there. Just for a moment or two, he lets himself imagine this conversation in a different time - a different place.  A time, a place where Vova hasn’t spent eighteen hours working and would have worked for twenty if Maksym hadn’t bodily dragged him away from his desk; a time when there are no sirens or missiles or the gutting agony that comes with the close of each day.  When, perhaps - it’s just the two of them in a bedroom somewhere in Kyiv or Lviv or even Kryvyi Rih; a soft, snuffling labrador at their feet, the sunshine beaming through the windows - the day and all its possibilities stretching out before them in uncomplicated peace.

“Mmm. Your turn, I took ‘m f’ a walk yesterday-”  he grumbles on, chuntering to himself about the division of labour and who ought to be tasked with walking their imaginary pet. Eventually, his complaints quieten down and Maksym bites down on his lip, swallowing a soft little chuckle of affection lest it wake him.

“I’d do anything for you-” he murmurs softly into the quiet; shuffling a centimetre closer in order to press a small kiss to the tip of Vova’s nose. Still asleep, Volodymyr smiles, the edges of his eyes crinkling in the way that Maksym loves; in the same way he loves all of Vova.

“I know. Silly.”

Maksym lies, facing him - content to listen to his continued murmuring in the dark of the night as his own eyelids grow heavier. He shuffles closer, draping an arm across Vova’s waist as he lets his own sleep take him further out on the tide.

Vova wakes first, greeted by the soft exhale of Maksym beside him, close enough to ruffle his hair ever so slightly. He is content to lie in the warmth of his arms, so close he can count each freckle - he does; Maks has fifteen freckles sprinkled over his nose and cheeks - he can see how his hair has grown out from the shorn sides, the grey peppered at his temples. He takes in the steadfastness of the man lying beside him, who would give his life for Vova's in an instant - who would do anything he asked.

There are so many things that Volodymyr would change if he could - but this, this one tiny little moment, is not one of them.

[panther-os]

I'm here to ask you about you Bastard Children of Bones Riley AU before you explode. So, could you please tell me about your AU?

ABSOLUTELY I CAN

So this all started in DMs with Atohi (@/atohii, not actually tagging because I don't want to spam you, my love) who got me into Call of Duty in the first place. It was his special interest and I was like "oh, to show my love for my partner, I should learn more about what he's interested in" you know, as one does. And now it's my special interest, too.

But here's the thing: for my special interests, I create a metric shit ton of OCs. If I have even a vague idea for a character, it's spiralling out of control. This is how Lennie, the all-seeing Irish cryptid Chief of Logistics & Supply officer on the 141's home base, came into being. AND it's how I came up with Cam.

This is Cameron "Cam" Love Davis. I was using this avatar maker app and trying to make a version of Simon, but this one didn't really have the looks I wanted. So I was like "damn he looks like he could maybe be Simon's baby brother, just not Tommy". And then I was like "okay now wait, we all know Ghost's dad is a bastard who regularly slept around, so what if...?"

So Cam is Ghost's trans baby half-brother who felt his life lacked direction and never met Simon but always felt a connection to him. As far as he's aware, Simon's dead - and innocent of the Riley Murders - and he's following his footsteps into the military trying to make his big brother proud from wherever he's looking down from. And he does! He follows his brother's footsteps all the way to the 141 where Ghost, who doesn't know he had any half-siblings at all, oversees his training.

And so I was telling Atohi about all this and then I went "lmao you know it would be really funny if after the reveal Cam was just like 'yeah there's dozens of us let me add you to the groupchat'" and then I went "wait, what if...?"

So now, I have this au where there's a discord server with 21 people in it and 2 people too young to join, and the server is titled The Bastard Children of Bones Riley (1962-2015, RIH) and they all have the same dad and they all hate him and none of them ever met the Riley brothers even though they all knew they were related. (The youngest kid was born after the massacre, so she never had the chance to meet them.) In some versions of this au, the older ones all met for the first time when they showed up at Bones' grave for desecration purposes. (Most of them also brought flowers for Tommy, Beth, Simon, Joey, and Simon's mom's graves.)

And for Ghosts fans, I made the oldest of the Bastard Children have a mom who was an American tourist and went back to the States and had one Keegan Russ. So Keegan and Simon are half-brothers in this au, and Ghost Team does still exist, they just came into being under different circumstances and haven't interacted with the 141. Yet.

ANYWAYS! Here's the whole list of Bastard Children - with pronouns, place of birth, and birth year - including the pseudonym Cam manages to puppy eyes Ghost into joining under. I have it formatted kind of like what a pinned post in the server might look like.

The Bastard Children of Bones Riley (1962-2015, RIH)

Simon Riley (1988-2015, RIP)

Giles, he/him, Manchester, 1988†

Keegan, he/him, Las Cruces NM, 1989

Lizzie, she/her, Manchester, 1991

Thomas Riley (1992-2015, RIP)

Carter, he/they, Manchester, 1992

Ava, she/her, Madrid, 1995

Mary, she/her, Glasgow, 1996

James "Jambo", he/him, Birmingham, 1998

Shauna, she/they, London, 1999

Joy, she/her, London, 1999

Sean, he/him, Belfast, 1999

Danny, he/him, Manchester, 2002

Anise, she/her, Bristol, 2003

Oliver, he/him, Liverpool, 2004

Cam, he/him, Manchester, 2005

Keisha, she/her, Manchester, 2005

Mei, they/them, London, 2006

Victoria, she/her, Manchester, 2007

Avery, they/them, Manchester, 2008

Axel, they/them, Manchester, 2010

Charlotte, she/her, Manchester, 2010

May, she/her, Liverpool, 2011

Rodney, he/him, Manchester, 2011

Mary-Louise, she/her, 2012‡

Kitty, she/her, 2016‡

†"Giles Norman" is the pseudonym Ghost joins the server under.

‡kids under 13 are not part of the server and do not have their location/hometown listed

I've also decided Shauna and Joy are twins and Oliver and Axel have the same mom.

tl;dr: ghost's dad is a WHORE and he has more family than he knows

[ticklishshenanigansau]

Day 19. Pedicure Sans was running completely on autopilot as he pushed open the bathroom door, resulting in a startled grunt as he nearly stumbled over Frisk. The girl squeaked from her position on the floor, bent over a small assortment of objects next to a wide open drawer. "O-oh! Hi, Sans...!" Sans took a moment to get his skull back into working order, processing the scene before him, grin stretching slow and casual. "woah, kiddo. i know you've always been kinda nosy, but raiding tori's bathroom supplies is kinda scandalous, don'cha think?" He grabbed his toothbrush and a tube of minty paste. Without missing a beat, he added, "so, what did'ja find?" Recovering with an embarrassed giggle, Frisk started cleaning up the small mess of toiletries. "Not too much, but, I did find this cool rock. I'm not sure why it was in there." She held it up. "Do you?" "le's'see." Starting to scrub his teeth with one hand, Sans took the rock in the other. It was lightweight and incredibly porous; a bit rough — much like his own fingers. Humming, he rinsed off his toothbrush and grabbed a towel to wipe his face before declaring, "no idea. but you can have it back for five g." "Saaaaans!" Frisk whined at him in playful annoyance. "No fair!" "pay up, kiddo." "Give it back!" "nuh-uh." "Give it!" "Give what, may I ask?" Toriel's amused voice rang out from the other side of the door, the boss monster peeking inside. Frisk and Sans both jumped, sheepishly turning to Toriel as she came inside. "uh ... jus' this," Sans admitted after a moment's hesitation, extending his hand to show her the rock. "...found it in your drawer, so, uh, i'll just put it back." "Oh, did you now," Toriel replied dubiously, swiping the object from his hand. "This is my pumice stone." "What's that?" Frisk asked curiously. "What's it for?" "Well, I would give you a little demonstration, but it is not good practice to share pumice stones for hygiene precautions." Turning on the faucet, she began soaking the stone. "However, as Sans is physiologically resistant to those very precautions, I will instead demonstrate on him." "h-hey! when did i sign up for this?..." Sans asked with a hint of a flustered pout, taking a step back. "When you lied, trying to cover for Frisk just now," Toriel answered with a giggle. Picking up the apprehensive skeleton, she placed him on the counter, pleased to see his feet were already bare. Kneeling down on the floor, she gripped one of his ankles and very gently placed the wet stone against his foot, starting to rub in slow circles. "A pumice stone is a tool used to exfoliate and soften skin. Since Sans is lacking in skin, I am being extra careful with him, hmhm." The skeleton huffed and started to squirm, the texture strangely triggering his reflexes. "no way...." It was a bit reminiscent of a scratchy tongue, or perhaps his brother's bony knuckles — but still, "you are not t-tickling me with a rock rih-rihight now...!" "Oh, I am not? I suppose you will not mind if I continue then." Frisk giggled at Toriel's playful smirk and Sans's exasperated eyeroll. "You see, sometimes, when we perform repetitive tasks or otherwise repeatedly irritate the skin, our bodies will adapt and start to thicken and harden, so, if you prefer your skin to stay soft, you must use a method such as this to maintain it the way that you like. It is also important not to exfoliate too much at once, or you may end up hurting yourself. Balance is key." "ghh~hk—! nnnmh...!" Sans couldn't sit still, hands creeping up his arms until he was outright hugging himself. "In Sans's case, however, it looks like it's just stirring up his magical nerves to the surface." She smiled jovially, setting the pumice stone aside and gingerly scrabbled her filed claws against his now-glowing sole. "Which I am certain he finds just as beneficial...."

Arching with a squeal, Sans yanked on his ankle until Toriel mercifully released him. "ohokay, okay! show's over! nhnn—!" He quickly scooted down off the counter, wincing and whining when his sensitized foot met the threads of the rug. Trying to avoid putting too much pressure in his steps, he hobbled his way out of the bathroom to the couch to calm down, cheeks bright and blue. "Thanks for the demonstration, hehe!" Frisk called after him, sharing a bubbly giggle fit with the boss monster.

[madalice31]

I been clocked Blake Lively when this whole press tour started. At first, didn’t even know what the movie was about. Only heard about the issues between her and the director/co-star. Than I started to hear about the director talking about the DV aspect of the film and I was like wait… the movie is about DV but she promoting it like it’s Barbie? 🙄 and I’m pretty sure the cut of the movie hitting theaters (her version) is going to minimize the DV message of the story to fit her “I’m not a victim” narrative because she sooo ultra “feminist”. These fake woke white women be hilarious. That’s why the director made sure to be vocal about what the movie was ACTUALLY about.

And them doing this whole spin to make the director look like the bad guy and “difficult” to work with?! I don’t believe it for a moment. The examples they gave were petty. He kissed her too long in one scene? Um oookay, I guess that’s inappropriate 😕. But apparently he never did that again. He asked how much she weighed, due to a stunt they had to perform, and his worry about injuring his back again. And she’s so self-centered and apparently insecure so she took that as “fat shaming”? Lmao. Okay girl. Yeah he was sooo difficult. Sounds like you were the difficult one. Sounds like you was way in your feelings because he wasn’t just going along with what you wanted.

Now that people calling her out on completely ignoring what the movie is about and promoting her fucking hairline during the press run, now she want to start sharing links and shit. Lil too late now boo.

And this hairline? girl sit down, who told you anyone was interested in how you do your basic ass hair? She don’t even be switching up her hairstyles or color like that. Sounds like you tryna keep up with Bey and Rih 🙄 like white women can’t just go to the store and pick up a plethora of products that will work for their hair in any store/department store. Why you need a hairline?! Lmao. She would have been better with skincare or makeup if she tryna diversify. Hell come out with a clothing brand since she’s suddenly this fashion icon 🙄

She got too comfortable with the idea that everybody likes her and she can’t do no wrong. And now we see that she’s all about a check and don’t actually give a fuck about any causes. True colors shown. Y’all blocking her right? 🤣🤣🤣 maybe that’ll get her to care 😭😭😭