#she’s so wannabe emo and I love her

[thesoulbonder]

Day 2 - PencilCat Art Improvement Challenge

Hey peeps!

Day 2! Featuring my babyyyyyyyyy Belladonnaaaaaaaaaa! She’s so edgy and cool just look at heerrrrr *picks her up like a cat and shakes her*

I wanted to draw her bein all pensive because she deserves some calmness in her life, and I wanted to draw something based on this image I found on Pinterest

Also hey even though her cloak is in the way, I did draw her full body using the reference, so it still counts

Here’s the challenge link btw

[snowfieldstories]

im usually a full blown kim dokja girlie but i !! have been hit with an idea most ingenious !!! ...so a chaotic 4AM shower thought...

i don't know if you're willing to do secretive plotter content but can you imagine a world with yoo joonghyuk x reader x secretive plotter, yet maybe ??? yoo joonghyuk shows like the SLIGHTEST interest in lee seolhwa giving secretive plotter the immediate opportunity to swerve into the readers dms [star stream chat].

brilliant star.

yoo joonghyuk x reader x secretive plotter

warnings: strong language

w.c: 2k

a.n: i meant to make this a casual, crack fic, but apparently i am physically incapable 😰 anyways--this one was fun. jealousy, angst, and plotter flirtations, oh my! i wasn't sure whether to make this poly or not, so i didn't fully define the relationships...but yjh, i feel, would be a bit possessive regardless, and sp loves to provoke him

He was staring at her. Again.

It wasn't like you two were an item or anything, so you didn't exactly have a right to be against it. That didn't change the fact that it still stung like a bitch.

Yoo Joonghyuk wasn't the most...expressive. Really, the only reason he'd even put up with you at the start was because you had been Lee Jihye's babysitter when she was younger, and the girl had insisted that you accompany them. It was an unusual display of resistance to her Master's ensnaring charm.

Not that you found him charming. Nope. He was just some emo-wannabe bastard with nothing but coldness in his heart.

You certainly didn't pay attention to the smooth waves of hair when they brushed his eyes as he cooked, nor the softening of his mouth as he mentioned his sister, nor the strong, veiny grip of his sword as he jumped headfirst into a fight in a way that was unmistakably protective, despite having cussed you out mere moments before.

Nope, you were not falling for that.

And yet—you indulged. Yoo Joonghyuk one day became Joonghyuk, which sometimes slipped into a more teasing Joonghyuk-ah, which, despite a frequent roll of the eyes, he allowed. (You did taunt him once with an oppa that resulted in you getting choked out, Jihye panicking nearby that this would be your end. Yoo Joonghyuk had stalked off, his ears burning a curious red... Safe to say you never tried that again.)

You found yourself looking forward to his presence after he returned from a solo quest. His silent, but steady, gaze as you roped him into conversation with you and Jihye. Even later, once the three of you cemented yourselves more regularly with the intriguing Kim Dokja and his companions, you sought out Yoo Joonghyuk. And the moments began to pile up.

He helped correct your grip on a sword, calloused fingers sliding roughly against your hand.

He begrudgingly let you sneak a bite of his cooking when you adamantly declared you needed to taste test it first.

He yanked you back against him before a beast could claw your eyes out.

He spat insults at you for being stupid and reckless as he cleaned and helped bandage your wounds.

Moments upon moments that built up until a tight feeling grew in your chest when you were near him. It burned hot when you thought of him, sometimes late at night, and it warmed gently when the two of you worked in companionable silence. It left you breathless when he graced you with a rare, faint smile.

And now it sickened your body with something sour. All because Lee Seolhwa had become a permanent fixture in your group, devastatingly beautiful and unwaveringly kind and talented—how could you ever measure up to that?

Yoo Joonghyuk couldn't help but linger on someone so brilliant. Of course he couldn't.

Yeah. It stung.

You brushed past Jihye and Jung Heewon absently, not caring where your feet took you.

As soon as you found a step to sit on, a message pinged.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is wondering why you look upset.]

"I'm not upset."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' thinks that you can do much better than a mere incarnation.]

You stretched and looked up to the sky with a smile. "Is that so? What does that leave me with—dokkaebis?"

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is disgusted.]

A laugh escaped you. The plotter always did manage to make you feel better in times like these.

His curiosity and sadistic enjoyment of your victories over others had earned him a soft spot in your heart. It was hard not to appreciate someone so present. It also helped that he was strangely generous with his funds.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says that 'Yoo Joonghyuk' is an ungrateful brat.]

You raised an eyebrow. He sounded...bitter. It wasn't the first time that the plotter had scorned Yoo Joonghyuk in his messages. He seemed to have an unexplainable grudge against him. "True. Joonghyuk is spoiled by good treatment from his looks." You paused. "I wonder what you look like."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says he could slap 'Yoo Joonghyuk's' cheeks 1,863 times.]

You leaned towards the message, intrigued. "Is that so? I'd say you're lying, but you are something beyond humanity..."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is pleased.]

[1,863 coins have been sponsored.]

An amused smile tugged at your lips. "Maybe you can show me that impressive face someday."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' would like to show you a great many things.]

"Excuse me?"

Your forceful shock must have put him off, because he didn't elaborate. The back of your neck grew hot. It almost sounded like...

Was the plotter flirting with you?

The idea was ludicrous, unfathomable, because why would a great constellation have any sort of real interest in a mere incarnation. Carnal interest, at that.

You worried at your bottom lip as you thought it over.

In your preoccupied thoughts, the ping! of an incoming message failed to register. A second notice—this one a ka-ching!—did.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is admiring you.]

[10,000 coins have been sponsored.]

You blinked hard. "You're what now?"

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' tells you to ignore that.]

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says an irritating child smashed his keyboard.]

"You have a child?"

You could almost feel the constellation's awkward silence at your words.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is shaking his head.]

You waited for him to say more, but the messages went quiet. Fine, you would ignore that for now if that's what he wanted. He never responded much when you pried into his background, anyway.

The corners of your lips turned back down as thoughts of a certain emo-bastard crept back in. How undesirable you seemed to the one person you could scarcely admit you desired yourself.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says this might bring you joy.]

[You have obtained 1 'Heart of the Brightest Star'.]

A blinding light had you squeezing your eyes shut. There was a warm pulsing at your chest, so you finally looked down.

It was a necklace. The pendant rested over your breastbone, an indescribable glow that toed the line between a bewitching beauty and something too divine to look upon. It splayed out in fine points as the top came to a gem-cut crest. Your fingers trailed over the platinum chain holding it.

"Why..." you breathed. "Why would you give me something so incredible?"

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' explains that the necklace was created from a nearby star and can provide a boost of power.]

You shook your head, not seeing an answer to your question. "Why me?"

The plotter didn't respond at first.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is acknowledging your brilliance.]

"I'm not that brilliant..." you said heavily.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says that you are more brilliant than any star he has come across.]

You froze.

Okay, despite the utterly cheesy line (where did he get the dignity to say such a thing?), it was the obvious courting that made you pause.

It was shocking how well he seemed to understand you. Almost like he paid exclusive attention. Well, he did pay you an awful lot. Over half of your coffers were probably directly supplied from the plotter's sponsored coins.

The possible affections of a constellation felt too heavy to bear, and it made your head strain to think about.

"Where have you been," said a rough voice. Your heart and stomach dropped to your feet. "I want to go after—"

You dared to meet the eyes of Yoo Joonghyuk. The look on his face made you flinch, as if he had caught you doing something wrong.

"Is someone here with you?"

"No."

The pinch between Yoo Joonghyuk's brows deepened. Then his eyes honed in on the necklace with a frightening precision; they narrowed into slits. "You weren't wearing that earlier."

"No, I wasn't."

"Who gave it to you?"

Answering would only dig you into a deeper hole, so you kept quiet. But that seemed to be an answer all on its own.

Yoo Joonghyuk's expression took on a fearsome edge. "Take it off," he ordered.

You grasped at the pendant. "Hell no."

"It might be a cursed item."

"A cursed item," you repeated blandly. "Yeah. Sure."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is giving you a lazy smile.]

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says that 'Yoo Joonghyuk' could never afford such a precious gift.]

Yoo Joonghyuk's face went thunderously dark. A vein on his neck bulged as he clenched his jaw.

And suddenly, he was towering over you. His heady scent clouded your senses as he slid his hands behind your neck, and each touch of his fingers felt like a searing brand on your skin. You were pinned as his onyx eyes bored into yours.

Snap!

The metal broke in his hands. But still, Yoo Joonghyuk didn't move.

"I said to take it off." His warm breath fanned your ear.

You felt hot. Too hot.

Thankfully, he stepped back, letting the chain slip through his fingers. It plunked softly in the grass.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is smirking.]

You were relieved he wasn't angry. He had every right to be—Yoo Joonghyuk was being a disrespectful asshole right now.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' says that next time 'Yoo Joonghyuk' should pay better attention.]

"Fuck you."

"Yoo Joonghyuk," you hissed. His mouth twitched down at his name. "He's a constellation."

"I don't care."

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' would like to be your official sponsor.]

Both of you went still. Yoo Joonghyuk seemed one heartbeat away from mass murder as the tightening of his hand on his sword grew painful.

"I already have a sponsor," you voiced cautiously.

[The constellation 'Secretive Plotter' is certain that something can be arranged.]

"Oh."

You waited for your sponsor, historical grade constellation Seo Ae Il Pil, to step in and claim you as his incarnation. He remained silent.

Apparently, in the face of the great Secretive Plotter, even other beings were cowed.

You weren't in the right headspace to address such a declaration, so you let the silence stretch on as your thoughts raced from his proposal. It was horribly tempting. But, you had a sneaking suspicion that accepting would lead to a road you didn't yet know if you wanted to walk down.

An heavy exhale broke you from your thoughts.

"I don't like that one," Yoo Joonghyuk grit out.

"Why does he get on your nerves so much?" It wasn't the first time.

Yoo Joonghyuk glared sullenly at the ground. You sighed and made to leave, when his hand shot out to clutch your arm.

"I...don't trust him." It didn't feel like the whole truth, but you didn't care to start an argument by using 'Lie Detection'.

"Whatever, Joonghyuk," you said, a bit frustrated. You tugged at your arm, but his hold tightened.

"Let's go. There's a hidden relic we should gather."

Of course, you couldn't resist him. You never could.

But you were still compelled to pick up the necklace, admiring the stunning pendant once more, before pocketing it under a sharp and watchful stare. Fortunately, the owner of that stare didn't comment.

Nothing more was said as you both left the complex. But you could feel Yoo Joonghyuk's eyes on you. They scalded the side of your face every so often, flicking away and sliding back, like he couldn't help himself.

Though it was only an unseen presence, you could sense another heavy gaze. Watching you through a screen among the stars.

You felt like you had now stepped onto a dangerous road, whether you wanted to or not.

[bamgyw]

˚₊‧꒰ა ♡ c.bg; six nights ♡ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

summary: six nights of emo boy gyu sneaking into your room without your daddy knowing. aberrational catholic guilt ridden catcher in the rye wannabe porn document. afab reader x softdom!beomgyu. warnings: everything, unfortunately. minors dni. heavy smut ahead. lots of pretentious writing, too. catholic guilt and imagery. abusive behaviour, parental neglect. drug use. violence. everyone is sad. i’ll keep on updating part-specific tags. index: prologue: the house of god, first night, second night, third night, fourth night, fifth night, sixth night, dawn of the seventh.

prologue: the house of god

when daddy wanted to hide something from you, he would turn to his beloved bible. and ever since you turned fourteen, he had been holding on to a passage that he would repeat to you every night before going to sleep: 

"let no one say when tempted, "i am being tempted by god," for god tempts no one. but each person is tempted when lured by his own desire. then desire gives birth to sin, and sin brings forth death."

that is the only sex talk your daddy ever gave you. it was more of a sex mantra than a talk, or a warning, or even a prohibition. just a rule of nature that he wanted you to have engraved in your mind: desire is sin, and sin is death.

when daddy didn't want you to do something, he'd blame the rule on god. and there's little you could say against that. 

as you grew up, you realised that god might not be real, but daddy most certainly was. a punitive, disciplinary god. and one feels much more compelled to obey divine rule when god lives under your roof. when you can touch him, and he can touch you.

when god lives in your house and his wrath can tear your flesh apart not in hell, not in heaven, but in this life; you become more cautious than the most devoted of christians. so even when everyone in your grade started drinking, dating, having sex; you had it very clear that the priority was to protect yourself. not from the dangers of drinking, dating, or sex; but from daddy, that is to say, from god.

none of your friends from school understood it, that the fear of god was not irrational. you had scars and bruises that god had given you which you could perfectly show them. but then daddy would get in trouble. besides, he wouldn't like you showing your body around. 

none of them could ever understand what living with god was like, so they were the kind of people who would ask that stupid question; if god loves us, why does he hurt us? 

the first person to understand god was a boy called choi soobin. 

daddy had remarried choi soobin’s mom the year before you started college. she was a beautiful woman, lively and hopeful to start a second life after becoming a widow. it must be thrilling to get a chance at a second life when your first one has gone wrong. soobin’s mom could have been very happy in another universe. you felt sorry that she had stepped into daddy‘s trap. 

you had always wondered how daddy had managed to get a woman like her. bright, cultured and affectionate. but then you figured that maybe, as he was god, he didn't necessarily need to be yahweh, or elohim. he could also be zeus and disguise himself as a swan to kidnap and rape leda. 

you found out later that soobin‘s mom had never fully recovered from the passing of her first husband, and she often suffered from major depressive episodes. daddy saw that void in her, and her urgency to fill it. he forced himself into the hollowness of the void, and obstructed her veins, bones, and heart with the word of god.

soon enough, soobin’s mom had no limb or internal organ she controlled herself. she had once had colours, you remembered; rosy cheeks, a hazel head of hair, lips tinted with vibrant red. but daddy had turned her grey. 

soobin’s mom had been kind enough to see the good sides of daddy, you had liked her for that. but you regretted that she hadn't learned to hide her colors so that daddy couldn't steal them away, like you did. 

she became a shadow of herself, an almost non-verbal phantom trapped between the real world –that is, the confines of daddy's house– and the world of hopeful prayers and the salvation of soul.

the boy called choi soobin would never forgive daddy for that. but it was alright. you understood. in a sense, he had killed his mom. you had to love daddy because he had created you, but you didn't think choi soobin was obliged to. 

people said choi soobin had changed, too. that he used to be a gentle kid, polite and sweet, but he had turned hostile. that, like most teens, he had become self-absorbed and belligerent without a cause or that he had gotten those adolescent mood changes so late in his life because he was an attention seeker. people say things like that when they don't understand what living with god is like.

you were the only one who didn't believe daddy when he said that soobin had a demon inside. you knew better than that, you knew that daddy saw demons everywhere. but soobin’s own mom believed it. when daddy tried to exorcise the demon away from soobin with fist and blood, she looked away.

all that soobin had wanted by acting up against daddy was to save his mom. to bring her back from the dead. but after that betrayal, he stopped trying. 

soobin had never been violent towards you, though. not once. not even mean. you were the only one who understood him, the only one who told him he wasn't evil. you knew that god's tyrannical rule could break a person, fill them with hate. and so soobin and you became close, often talking against god. every whispered defamation, every blasphemy, the danger of it felt so exciting. not because of the mischievous sin, or because of the disobedience, but because you felt like you could speak your mind at last.

your first kiss was soobin. you felt loved when it happened, something you realised you weren't used to. the feeling bloomed throughout the following week as you hid from god's watchful eye to be together.

soobin told you a hundred times that you were the most beautiful girl in the world, kissing all over your face, clasping you as close to him as he humanly could. he would sneak his hand under your skirt and whisper, "don't think about him right now. it's just you and me." and though his touch never went very far in the magnitude scale of sin and punishment, it was enough to breathe a new life into you.

you sensed that a big part of why soobin wanted you so bad was because he got turned on at the idea of defying daddy, and groping his holy daughter was the greatest offence he could commit. but that was alright. you felt the same way. and you hoped that that hate-induced lust would turn into love, in time. you could then be happier, even in the house of god. 

or you could have been happier. because god is omnipresent. and he would soon act to see you separated. the blossoming flower was brutally ripped from the soil.

when daddy found out, he locked himself into the master bedroom with soobin one morning and didn't let him go until the sun began to hide. soobin left that room broken and dead in life, just like his mom, but he didn't have one single bruise. maybe daddy really was god, after all.

soobin never talked to you again. spoken, yes, but it was hollow. you never felt loved again. you learned a lesson that day: your pleasure brings pain to everyone around. the mantra became true. desire is sin, and sin is death.

so if there was any need left in your body to touch, to kiss, to lick, to possess or be possessed; you confined it to the darkest pit of your ribcage, way past your heart, never to be accessed again. 

until choi beomgyu came around.

he was the second person to understand god. but he had brought his lesson learned from home. he knew god’s ways even before he met daddy. he had a god of his own. you called yours daddy, he called his ‘that narcissistic sadist’. but strangely enough, you felt like they meant the same thing. 

choi beomgyu was sort of soobin's friend, if you could even call it that. they never labeled each other as such, never sought out each other's company for the sake of friendship. they just wanted to live through their loneliness while sitting in the same room.

beomgyu’s dad was a dealer. he made a living out of ruining people's lives, as beomgyu saw it. growing up, he had promised himself that he would never be like that, the kind of person who doesn't care about poisoning someone's body if that meant keeping the cash flowing. but as he grew up, he learned that it wasn't all black or white. that all of those fools kept showing at his father’s doorstep, like they had no other choice. like they enjoyed hurting themselves. 

beomgyu, like soobin, had become hateful. one of the things that bothered him the most was the "why me?" question. how unlucky he could have been to be born of such a father. but then again, he could run away. he could sort his shit out, get a job, never see his father again. but he kept going back. like he had no choice. like he, too, enjoyed hurting himself.

his dad barely knew he existed, and if beomgyu ever tried to make himself heard, he would silence him in cold blood. so any semblance of love or validation beomgyu could aspire to, he sought out with mathematically strategised plans. he craved the drug of attention and knew exactly where to get it.

he'd linger around fancy schools and church events, scoping out a certain type of girl. there was always a few of them going through a rebellious phase, desperate to go out with a bad boy and piss off their high-official dad. 

it didn't take much effort for him to get what he wanted. he was handsome enough to make it easy, and even though he was a spiteful nihilist, he could be charming on command. just a smirk, a tousle of the hair, and some cheesy lines like, "i'm messed up, but with you, i feel like maybe i could be better," or "you're too beautiful for a screw-up like me." and he would have them wrapped around his finger. 

he would bring them over to his place and fuck them rough on his drug-money-bought mattress. if there was shouting, or a gunshot coming from another part of the house, he'd fuck into them harder, muffling their fear with a rough kiss, using their panic to fuel his own twisted thrill. you fucking scared? i've gone through this crap every day since i was a kid. 

if he could crack the shell of a privileged princess, dragging someone along with him down to his mud, his pain would slightly numb out.

for just a little, but never enough.

that pattern of behavior didn't lead to happiness. not even to satisfaction. it was a vindictive way of muffling his pain with the aching moans of someone who had it easier. but in reality, it only pierced what was left of his soul, making him even more hollow. it was soobin who made him realize that.

until that day, beomgyu saw soobin as almost a kid—pitifully weak and too sheltered. but when he told him about his exploits of going after posh girls, soobin didn't applaud in shared bitterness as he often did.

beomgyu explained to him how hard he got seeing the fear in their eyes as they realised that the life he led, that freedom of the rebel, wasn't as cute and bohemian as they had romanticised.

soobin responded curtly. "and then what? you cum, the spell wears off and you stare at the ceiling in silence, thinking of how miserable you are." he said. "and then you feel guilty for being a piece of shit and using that girl as a blow-up doll. and because of that you feel even worse about yourself, which means becoming more hateful and ruining more people. its not a you thing, you're not that special. that loop has been said and done. probably how your dad feels after beating on you."

beomgyu was taken aback. he didn’t even find it in himself to get offended. he remained pensive for a while before saying, "hyung. do you think i'm a bad person?"

soobin replied; "i think you can choose not to be."

and beomgyu took the advice. he put an end to the hunter-gathering of rich girls. he respected soobin from then on, too. soobin had therefore been a good influence, one could say. or at least an influence beomgyu was willing to accept. he started hanging around your house more, to the point of almost never leaving.

you learned about him as if he were a mythological figure—someone everyone talked about but whose existence you couldn't confirm. as a friend of soobin, beomgyu was bound from the start by an unspoken rule to maintain the least possible contact with you.

beomgyu was made aware of that rule very early on. what he didn't know, because he had been misled, was your age. that's why he didn't think much of it at first; he thought you were a kid. so, whatever—he couldn't talk to soobin’s annoying little stepsister. big deal. he didn't care about kids anyway.

this, combined with the prison-like structure of daily life in that house—minimal time in common areas and endless hours rotting in your own cell—fulfilled daddy's command to keep your life and soobin's, and therefore boemgyu’s, completely separate.

but even though you hadn't seen choi beomgyu in person, you had been able to construct a fairly accurate forensic portrait of him, pieced together from your father's warnings about people like him.

about the piercings, daddy believed that the body is holy, and anyone capable of mutilating within sin. about the music they played when locked up for whole afternoons in soobin’s room, he believed that god is serene, and disturbing that peace is a sign of the devil. he considered long hair on a man an abomination, and much like the eccentric clothes, a mark of a sodomite.

daddy didn't approve of him, and saw him as no more than a threat to the sanctity of his home. but beomgyu was quick to remedy the situation.

beomgyu was most acquainted to the ways of gods. he knew they were capricious, proud and pathologically narcissistic. so he made sure daddy could see he was a troubled young man and played the role of the lamb seeking guidance. he convinced daddy that he could abduct him, like he had done with soobin and his mother.

when soobin recounted the scene to you, his voice had sounded more hopeful, more full of admiration than you had ever heard. "he went to your dad and talked to him as if he was the buddha. said that he was lost and needed someone to guide him on the right path." soobin said. "he had some quotes from the prodigal son parabole learned, and he just delivered so naturally. not a trace of shame because when he lied to his face like that. it was like watching a play. your dad bought everything."

from then on, beomgyu became an unsung hero in your eyes. the boy who had outmanipulated daddy into having it his way. the boy who had defeated god.

around halloween that year, beomgyu and his dad had a terminal fight. it ended on a threat so destructive that beomgyu thought it was for the better if he stayed away from his father's place for a couple days. maybe a week. soobin, knower of the impotence and humiliation of having to sleep under the roof of the one who lacerated you and torn you to pieces, offered him shelter.

daddy's eyes lit up with greed. he saw the definitive chance to welcome a prodigal son into the fold. for beomgyu it was almost a joke. he was amused at how fast daddy allowed him in. so clueless and hasty, like one of the girls he used to charm into his bed.

in truth, beomgyu wasn't even to blame when he inevitably bumped into you. it had been daddy's mistake, he had let him in himself. you thought maybe that made daddy more human, somehow. that he forgot to close the back door to the prison and the devil strolled in.

but it wasn't really a matter of having let his guard down. daddy was still as stern, still as disciplinary, still as paranoid as he had always been. choi beomgyu was just much smarter than daddy.

he was a demigod, he was a promise. he was soon to make you his.

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birds of a feather, we should stick together - n.s. (part one)

Best friends to lovers, fake dating and best friend Noah <3

Warnings: a mean character, curse words, Noah makes fun of fine line tattoos, lies and reader trying to fit in to the best of her abilities. If I missed something, let me know!

Part 2 is in the works and coming soon!

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To say you were overly excited to meet up with your high school friends would be a total lie. When you told Noah they arranged a lunch date, to remember the good old days, he scoffed, and asked you why you even stayed in the group chat with these people.

Truth is, they weren't all bad. Acually, most of them were pretty nice, It was the Regina George of the group, also known as Jade, who fucked up the vibes.

Jade was a mean girl, and she never understood why you were friends with the awkward emo kid, with the side-swept bangs. This emo kid being your best friend, Noah Sebastian, who was the first person you met when you enrolled in a new school, in the middle of the school year.

It was 6th grade, and you had just moved to Richmond, VA. Your dad was transferred, so you had to find a new home, in a new city.

You and Noah became friends fast, being paired up by your English teacher during reading classes, you talked more than you actually read. He found out, that even though it didn't look like it, you enjoyed the same bands as he did. And that you learned to play acoustic guitar from a pretty young age.

You told him that your dad was in a band during his college years, but, due to adult responsabilities, it became more of a hobby for him than anything else.

Soon, the two of you were inseparable. Walking down school corridors together, him going to your house to do homework, and showing you around the city on the weekends.

You were the one who took school more seriously than him, and you were the one who ended up going to college and getting your Master's degree right after. But he was the one who always took you to watch his band practice, who took you to watch his friends - who were always much older than the two of you - perform.

When you were both 15, Noah told you he was going to drop out of high school. You weren't too happy, because you wouldn't have your best friend with you anymore, but you always knew the time would come, and were surprised he didn't decide to do it much sooner.

And that's how you met Jade and her friends. You weren't popular by any means, but, one day, she approached you and asked you how you styled your hair so nicely, and how she loved your pink tips.

You wanted to tell her that your best friend helped you. When you told Noah you wanted a splash of color in your hair, he went to the store with you to buy the necessary things. He wanted you to do purple, but you settled on pink. You remember him huffing in annoyance, telling you that pink was such a boring color.

At home, he helped you with the back of your head, while you spread the vivid color on the front pieces. It turned out amazing, and you joked that he could be a hair stylist if this band thing didn't work out.

Noah and Jade never really got along. The first day they met, Noah was picking you up from school, waiting for you in the parking lot. You remember Jade making a backhanded remark about his tattoos and the way he dresses, and Noah's face turned sour immediately.

After that, anytime they were in the same vicinity, shady comments were thrown by both of them. Noah always commenting about how the bleach in her hair must've gotten to her brain, and Jade commenting about how Noah was a wannabe rockstar.

Noah asked you many times why you kept her around, instead of dumping her and finding new friends, and you always explained how it wasn't that easy.

This was high school, and everyone already had their group of friends, not really being keen on letting other people in. Besides, without him there, and without the girls, you truly had no one else.

At the end of the day, he understood. Noah himself had a hard time making friends, and to this day, he never understood how someone like you decided to befriend him. He knew how being solitary could ruin your years in high school.

Now, sitting in this overpriced lunch spot they found downtown, you were contemplating your life choices as you tried to eat your Caeser salad without grimacing. All of them ordered fucking salads, and you did the same, not wanting to be the only one ordering chicken parm.

"Girlies", Jade said, wiping her mouth with a napking and setting it back down on her lap. "I know this is a reunion, but I have such good news", she clapped her hands excitedly. Typical Jade, always wanting the attention on her.

Everyone stopped eating to pay attention to what she was saying.

"So, you know how Peter proposed to me last year, right?", everyone nodded yes. "We're getting married in two months!", she exclaimed, reaching inside her Louis Vitton bag and pulling out what seemed to be wedding invitations. "And all of you are invited!"

The girls cheered and started to hug her, you did the same, expressing your happines for your friend.

"It's going to be in the Bahamas, in an all-inclusive resort", she informed, handing out the wedding invitations. Meanwhile, you were wondering with what money you were getting your ass to the Bahamas.

"Peter is paying all the expenses, for everyone, so don't even worry about it", she said, as if reading your thoughts.

Jade got engaged to the kind of person everyone thought she was going to date. Peter was a hot shot plastic surgeon based in LA. You had no doubt he racked up millions of dollars every month just fixing people's faces. Jade herself had something new done everytime you met up.

"What about you, Y/N? Who are you bringing as your plus one?", Emma asked. You guess you zoned out and missed part of the conversation.

"You're bringing your boyfriend, right?", Lily chimed in.

Did they even know if you had a boyfriend or not? You looked around the table, all the girls waiting for your answer. You didn't know what to say. Suddenly, your eyes noticed all of their beautiful engagement rings, and you didn't have the courage to say you were still single.

"Yeah, of course", you answered, hoping you were convincing.

"Uhh, that's amazing! Who is he?", Jade asked, excitment coating her voice.

Shit. Who the fuck would you say is your boyfriend?

"Noah", you said. He was the first person to come to mind, and you didn't hesitate to say his name.

You saw Jade's face twist in a frown.

"You're dating Noah?", she asked, judgment evident in her tone.

"Hmm, yeah, for a while now", you were lying through your teeth at this point.

"Well", she shrugged. "I guess it was always gonna happen anyways", and just like that, the rest of the girls went back to their conversations, while you mulled over what the hell you had just done.

You were already gonna tell Noah to come with you to the wedding the moment she handed out the invitations, which, was going to be a difficult task in itself, since Noah held a grudge against Jade to this day. But you were sure you could convince him with the all-inclusive resort argument.

Now, not only did you have to convince him to go with you, but you had to tell him you told the girls you were dating?

You were already thinking of excuses not to go.

When everyone was finished with their meals, they slowly started to say their goodbyes. You did the same, giving each one of them a kiss on the cheek as you made your way out of the restaurant and to your car.

When you got in, you instantly fished your phone from your purse, dialing Noah's number.

"You need saving from the botox bitch?", Noah answered the phone. You rolled your eyes, but laughed anyway.

"I'm already leaving the restaurant, actually. I was calling to ask if I can come over"

"Since when do you call to ask if you can come over?", he asked, confusion in his voice. He was right, you usually just showed up.

"I don't know? To make sure you're home?"

"You know I'm always home"

"Can I comer over or not?", you asked again, a hint of fake annoyance in your voice.

"Of course you can"

"Then I'll see you in fifteen", you said, hanging up the phone and starting your car.

On the way over to Noah's house, you've been thinking about how you were going to break the news. You still had a little while to think about what you were going to tell him, but, you knew that as soon as he saw your face, he'd know you were hiding something from him.

So, without an actual plan, you decided to tell him today. That way, you wouldn't have to torture youself for days with this information, and you gave him more time to prepare. That is, if he even decided to go.

You trusted your abilities to convince him, though. Noah had a history of doing whatever you wanted just to see you happy, and you never took advantage of that, but desperate times call for for desperate measures. Besides, a vacation to the Bahamas, with all expenses paid, didn't seem all that bad. Even if you had to endure Jade for a few days.

Parking outside, you gave yourself a pep talk before leaving your car and locking it behind you. Using your spare key, you unlocked the front door and made your way inside the living room, announcing your arrival by calling Noah's name.

"I'm right here, what are you yelling for?", he answered from the couch, the PS5 controller in his hands. You just shrugged in answer, and sat next to him.

Grabbing your purse, you pulled out the fancy wedding invitation Jade had handed to you, and set it on the couch beside him and between the two of you. Grabbing it and reading what was written in gold letters, Noah's eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Oh, so the queen of botox is getting married to the king of botox?", you gave him a sideways glance, but smiled at his nicknames for the couple. It did suit them, after all.

"Yeah, they are. Jade couldn't help but announce it today", you pointed out.

"Well, are you going?", he asked, setting the invitation back down.

"Hmm. It depends, I guess", you answered, avoiding his eyes and you could tell he already clocked that something is wrong.

"Why?", he asked, a little hesitant.

"Jade said we can bring a plus one"

"Yeah, you usually can at weddings"

"And I was thinking....", you trailed off and looked at him, seeing the exact moment the realization dawned on him, and he immediately started to shake his head.

"There is no way", he said, getting up from the couch and walking over to the kitchen. You got up as well and went after him.

"Why not?", you asked him, a little bit of whining in your voice.

"Are you seriously asking 'why not'?"

"I mean, I know you don't like her, but c'mon, this is gonna be a nice wedding. Besides, it's in the Bahamas, and Peter is paying for everything", you argued.

"Is it's because it's in the Bahamas, I can pay for a vacation for us in the Bahamas, no problem", he crossed his arms against his chest.

"It's not because of that"

"Y/N", he stepped closer towards you. "You know you can just go alone, right?"

"I can't go alone", you huffed in annoyance, because his argument was totally valid, but you did not have that option anymore, all because of your big mouth and will to please everyone.

"Why not?", he asked, confusion etched all over his face.

"Because...", your shoulders slumped as you realized the gravity of your mistake.

"Hey", he grabbed your shoulders, sensing your discomfort. You were never uncomfortable around him, so this behaviour from you scared him a little bit. "You can tell me, what is it?"

"I told them I have a boyfriend", you say, voice low and a little embarassed.

"But you don't have a boyfriend", he observed the obvious, having difficulty in understanding where you were going with this.

"I told them it was you", you looked down towards the floor, fingers going to rub your forehead as you waited for his reaction. The seconds ticked by, and the silence ate you alive.

"You...", he started, but stopped himself in his tracks, head going over what you just told him, to make sure he got it right. "You told them we were dating?", you answered with a head nod, still looking down.

"Y/N", he said your name with a little bit of annoyance lacing his tone. He looked up at the ceiling, as if willing the heavens to give him the strength to deal with you.

"I know, I know", you say, looking up at him. "It was just that they were drilling me about this and I didn't know what to do!"

"Tell them you're not dating anyone?", he deadpanned, and you hated that he kept stating the obvious.

"Yeah, but they already see me as the odd one out, what are they gonna think when I tell them that I'm almost thirty and not dating anyone? They're all engaged, for fucks sake!", you exclaimed and started to pace around the kitchen.

"You worry about what they think of you too much", Noah pointed out. He hated the way you felt like you always had to please them, they way you always thought you had to fit in into their world.

"It's ok, I'll just come up with an excuse so I don't have to go to the wedding", you waved your hand, dismissing this conversation. You were already feeling your head start to throb. You made your way to the couch, grabbing your purse, and the invitation.

Behind you, you hear Noah let out a big breath, before softly calling out your name. You stopped in front of the door and turned around to face him.

"You owe me big fucking time", he pointed a finger at you, and you couldn't help but let a smile dance over your lips.

"You're gonna do this?", you asked, a little doubtful.

"You're doing my laundry for two weeks", he comprimised. "No, three weeks. Fuck it, you're doing my laundry for a whole fucking month"

You cheered at this, not minding it one bit. His laudry was easy since he only had black clothes.

You skipped your way over to him, reaching your arms up and circling them around his neck to pull him into a hug. You couldn't see, but he had a smile on his lips as well.

At this moment, Noah thinks he would do just about anything to keep you happy.

"At least she can't make fun of your hair anymore", you observed, as you parted from him. He groaned in reply.

"Don't fucking push it", he warned you, but there was no real threat to his words.

"Oh!", you snapped your fingers as you remembered an important information about the wedding. "I forgot to tell you something"

"What is it?", he asked, looking at you sideways in suspiscion.

"It's at an all-inclusive resort", you wiggled your eyebrows suggestively. "Besides", you continued "Jade's probably gonna invite so many people, we won't even cross paths with her", you observed.

"I hope you're right"

To say you had a lot of time to prepare was a lie. Time flew by incredibly fast, and in between work, choosing a dress and picking up a suit for Noah - who complained endlessly about having to wear it, you argued that he can't wear a black tank top to a wedding, and he huffed and puffed even more - you were only one day away from boarding the plane.

You were going over everything in your suitcase. Another thing Noah was going to complaing about, you can hear his voice in your head asking you why you needed so much stuff. You zipped it up when you decided that obsessively thinking if you forgot anything was not going to make you magically remember something.

You texted Noah that you were ready for him to pick you up. You both decided it was best if you slept over at his house, and he was asking one of the boys to drive you over to the airport for practical reasons.

It wasn't too long before you heard honking outside, signaling Noah's arrival. You took everything you needed, and looked around you to make sure you locked everything up, and when you were satisfied with your quick inspection, you walked over and opened the front door.

Noah was opening the trunk when he saw you.

"Don't say anything", you raised your hand up to stop the words you were sure were going to stumble from his lips. He raised his arms up in surrender and didn't say anything. But, he did make overexaggerated grunting noises as he hauled your bags inside the trunk. You ignored him and went to lock your front door instead.

Getting in the car and driving away, you pulled your phone from your pocket.

"Jade already texted the flight information", you observed.

"At least she's competent", he retorted.

"Imma need you to try and be civil, at least. Remember we're going to enjoy the beach and drinks", you reminded him of what you've been saying for the past weeks. "And you can't call them botox queen and botox king".

"If she doesn't talk shit about my tattoos, we'll be fine", he argued back.

"Her husband has tattoos", you pointed out, as if that makes the situation any better.

"I bet it's some fine line pussy ass tattoo of a lion or some shit like that", he grunted in annoyance, remembering he's gonna have to deal with Jade AND her husband.

"You know what?", you rubbed you chin in thought. "I think it actually is", you pondered, and you both couldn't help but cackle out loud about the fact that he was most likely right about the tattoo.

The rest of the day went on without a hitch. You ordered some food so you didn't get any pans or pots dirty before traveling, and soon, you were both ready for bed, since you were leaving pretty early in the morning to catch your flight.

You were getting comfortable in Noah's left side of the bed, when he came in the room, dressed in sweatpants and a hoodie, joining you under the covers.

Plugging your phone to charge, you turn to look at him, doing the same.

"Did you set the alarm?", you asked and he hummed a yes. "Did you set it really loud?", he hummed in reply once again.

He knew you got anxious whenever you had to do something important in the morning. You always thought some entity was going to disable the alarms you set on your phone and you wouldn't wake up in time.

"Don't worry, we'll get there with lots of time to spare", he reassured you, and opened his arms so you could lay against his chest.

Sleep found you easily, as it always did whenever you and Noah slept on the same bed. You were used to sleeping in an empty house, since you've been living on your own ever since you moved for college. But to say your sleep was calm and serene was a lie.

With him, you felt safer, like he could protect you from everything and anything. You trusted him more than you trusted anyone else in your life.

Noah, wasn't as tired as you were, and he contemplated how these days were going to go over as he waited for your breath to even out. It was a ritual of sorts whenever you two slept together. He always waited for you to fall asleep first. And, sometimes, when you had difficulty sleeping, he sang some soft tunes, or rubbed your scalp the way he knew you liked, and that always did the trick.

Next time you woke up, was with Noah's shrill alarm ringing on the bedside table. He really did set it really loud, because you were groaning and telling him to turn it off. He woke up with a yawn, disentangling his arm from under your torso to finally quiet the alarm.

Yawning and stretching your limbs all over the bed, you heard Noah chuckle beside you.

"You're like a damn cat, stretching like that", he pointed out, looking at you with a smile on his face.

He always thought you were the most adorable in the morning. Your hair was a little messed up, and your eyes were all tired and fighting sleep. A part of him wished he could just pull you back to rest beside him and resume sleep. But, the trip from hell awaited the two of you.

Getting up from the bed, he announced he was going to brush his teeth and take a shower, meanwhile, you busied yourself gathering all of the suicases and backpacks downstairs.

As soon as Noah left the bathroom, you went in there and did your morning routine as well as you could with your stuff all packed away. Luckily, you kept a few things over at his place for convenience.

Changing into something comfortable for the airport, you made your way downstairs and found Noah dressed in usual sweatpants and hoodie combo.

"Did you grab your sleep mask? I won't lend you mine this time", you told him. Last time, you had to endure a whole flight without your sleep mask, because Noah had forgotten his, and you had no heart to tell him no when he asked to borrow yours.

"Yes, ma'am. I grabbed my sleep mask", he answered. "I already texted Jolly, and he's on his way to pick us up".

"Did you lock everything up?"

"Yep, already checked the entire house while you were showering"

Noah was used to this. You had a ritual everytime you were travelling, and he learned that getting ahead of you was the best thing to do. That way, you wouldn't get stressed with things he didn't do, or forgot.

Right on cue, you heard a horn souding outside, Noah opened the door and was greeted with Jolly waving from inside the car.

"Ok, let's go", you clapped your hands in a "chop chop" motion.

On the way to the airport, Noah and Jolly chatted on the front seat, while you went over the flight details on your phone, making sure everything was in order for check-in. Noah hated airports, so he left you in charge of everything he found boring.

The drive was short, and soon, you were bidding Jolly goodbye at the drop off zone, and you didn't miss the little pat on the back and the "good luck" he wished Noah before getting back in his car and driving away.

Checking-in, you and Noah found a place to sit while he grabbed some breakfast for the two of you. While you sat there, eating and waiting, you were reminded of a very important detail that you forgot to discuss with him.

"Oh, my God! I totally forgot to talk to you about something", you exclaimed, swatting him in the chest to get his attention.

"This is the second time you forgot to tell me something about this wedding trip", he said.

"When they ask us how we got together, what are we gonna tell them?", you ask him. You've been going over all the lies you'd need to tell during this trip, and you realized that you and Noah didn't have a game plan at all.

"That one day, you professed your undying love for me and then we started to date?", he said, as if the answer was obvious, but you could tell he was sprinkling a little bit of sarcasm in there.

"I'm serious, Noah", you huffed, looking at him. "We have to be beliveable, otherwise, they'll catch on, and ruin the whole thing"

"We can just tell them that we realized we wanted to have something more than just a friendship", he suggested, and the idea wasn't so bad. Jade always said you'd end up together from how much time you spend with each other.

"Out of nowhere?"

"No, we've been hiding our feelings, thinking that the other didn't feel the same way, until, one day, I told you I liked you and you told me you liked me too", you rubbed your chin, thinking over his plan. "It's not overcomplicated and if we stick to the same story, we'll be fine", he reassued you. "Besides, Jade is so self-absorbed she'll probably not even ask anything about us at all"

"That's very likely", you agreed with his reasoning. After all, it was Jade's wedding, so the light is gonna be on her, and not on you and Noah.

"What about PDA?", you broached another subject that you've been avoiding.

"If you wanna kiss me, you can just ask, you know?", he teased you, nudging you with his shoulder.

"It's not what I meant, and you know it", you told him, but you weren't able to hide the little blush covering your cheeks, and he noticed too, by the way he was grinning.

"I can hold your hand. I mean, I kind of already do. But let's just go with the flow. You don't have to worry too much about this, it's just a couple of days, after all", he said, and he was right. You and Noah meshed well and were usually in the same wavelength, so there was no reason to think things were going to go south.

You just hoped you had time to relax and enjoy the beach, the drinks and the foods, which, if you knew Jade as well as you did, were going to be impeccable.

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[whenindoubtfangirlitout]

So seeing people talk about Jason's potential music taste sparked a headcannon in my Jason Todd obsessed brain.

I totally agree that he would have a varied music taste. He could nod along to just about anything:

White girl music? Put on "California Gurls" (reference to this post)

Musical theater? Crank up "Micheal in the Bathroom"

Divorced dad rock? Literally anything by Three Days Grace, especially "I Hate Everything About You" when he's pissed at Bruce, "I Am Machine" or "Animal I Have Become" when he's feeling particularly inhuman, or "Riot" when he's feeling like stirring up shit.

But my main point is that I feel like he'd be hella into the most random unreleased artists. All of which are most likely the street kids he interacts with. He just wants to support them and their interests in the hopes that it helps keep them on the right track.

That one wannabe rapper posts a new song on SoundCloud? Jason's listening to it no matter how off beat the kid may be and will leave a like and comment a thumbs up to make sure they know at least one person is listening.

The aspiring midwest emo band scored a gig at some random dive bar that no minors should be in? Jason's there, front row, for moral support as they play slightly off tune due to nerves. And also to watch out for them as it is rather sketchy.

The musical theater girl got her first role? Jason's helping her run through lines and being her audience as she practices her blocking and choreography. And while he doesn't formally attend the performance, he's watching from the rafters and telling her "good job" the next time he sees her.

I just absolutely love the idea that Jason is basically every street kids' supportive parent and they all want him to be proud of them.

Bonus: Imagine Crime Lord Jason in charge of the Iceberg Lounge just having some random open mic nights before the club officially opens so that the kids have somewhere to play if they aren't able to get a gig anywhere else. He just makes his goons stand around to listen and clap so the kids feel heard and supported.

[crazybiaatch]

I'm just gonna put some of my npmd hcs out into the world bc I have been thinking abt this musical all week and if I don’t talk abt it i Will Explode

Peter Spankoffsi

Polish Jew - ethnic, non practising.

Parents aren't around (travel/dead/lost custody) so he lives with Ted, he was originally living in Clivesdale and was shocked by the Clivesdale hate.

Moved to Hatchetfeild in the 4th grade and was immediately bullied by Max for being from Clivesdale

Had an emo phase

Ted and Paul set up playdates with Richie, Pete, and Alice so they could bond

Ruth Flemming

Lives with her autistic dad

Dad is touch adverse, Ruth's love language is touch. This is why she is so desperate to be touched.

Wannabe Discord Kitten

Plays COD - bullies everyone for sucking at it

Scarily good at English (it's the knowledge from the play)

Richie Lipschitz

ME

He was actually the "I have the power of God and Anime on my side" kid

only listens to Ops/Eds/Osts/J-Pop and Midwest emo music

If he wasn't already being bullied so severely, he would be a full blown emo

Grace Chastity

Baptist

Her parents didn't let her attend sex ed but she already knew everything from finding wattpad as a child

HATES Wattpad when we see her in the show

yknow those people who rant and rave about ao3 being full of cp and r/pe and all those other things? yeah that's her

runs a modesty outfit inspo insta account

She does actually mean well at the beginning of the show. The end is more complicated.

Max Jagerman

transmasc

WAIT GUYS DONT LEAVE IT MAKES SENSE

hypermasculine to reach his dads expectations

youngest brother (older sister at the least - also middle child brother but I'm not as sure on that)

poor

was scared of Coraline as a kid

If he was Australian he would literally just Be A Guy down here

100% makes Jagermeister jokes

Stephine Lauter

half black (duh)

CHUB

army

runs a very popular edit account

when her dad took her phone, her fans held a wake for her

horrible driver with way too much confidence

ofmd fan

was once a child on roblox scamming people for their robux

is now an adult on roblox taking dress to impress way too seriously

has written fanfiction

BONUS

Kyle is secretly a complete and utter geek and only became comfortable being geeky after Max's disappearance, he was also the only one on the team to actually mourn him when they found out he'd died (also offcier Bailey's son)

[live-laugh-legolas]

What type of music the fellowship listens to (modern)

Aragorn:

-Country man

-Idk if he even actually listens to it, but I swear every guy on tinder has country music in their interests and I think it is just a go to answer

-“what kind of music do you like?” “Idk, country I guess”

-Likes the depressed indie artists

-✨John Mayer✨

Legolas:

-Idk if anyone is going to agree with me on this but I think he’s into metal music

-I also think he would love Eminem

-He knows every lyric

-Not the type to dance or even show that he’s listening to music, but he actually has music blasting in his ears

-Ik elves have like sensitive ears or whatever but let me have this one

-Wannabe emo kid

Boromir:

-I think he likes pop music but listens almost purely to covers

-“I knew them before they were famous” vibes

-Loves artists like Elton John, Elvis Presley, the Beatles, etc

-Also side note, this man cannot sing but absolutely goes hard at karaoke

Gimli:

-He’s a T-Swift fan

-Also Celine Dion

-I just think he likes the girl bosses

-P!nk, Halsey, and Shawn Mendez because I just thought of it so he must be a girl boss too

-Gets emotional listening to music; like totally matches the energy of the song

-Sometimes I just cry because an artist just sounds so good, and I think he would do the same

Frodo:

-The “aesthetic” music

-You know the ones that kinda go hard but also sound kinda bad if you actually listen to them?

-I was just listening to “Butch 4 Butch” by Rio Romeo and I just got the vibe that Frodo would vibe

Sam:

-I just feel like he likes rap music

-Not aggressive rap, but when songs have rap in them

-Post-Malone sort of vibes

-Also “TikTok songs” but just the part that’s played in the few seconds of the video

Merry:

-Classical music

-But like the classical music that goes hard

-Like “O Fortuna” maybe

-But he also sings JoJo Siwa and no one knows if it’s satire or genuine

-“KARMAS A BITCH!”

Pippin:

-Hozier boy

-The girls, the gays, and the Pippin ya know?

-But also K-Pop

-I don’t know anything about the genre but I have a friend who literally know every dance to every song from Black Pink and I think that’s how Pip would be

-He will have me watch him do the dances and I can just imagine Pippin doing the same thing; putting on little recitals and you just can’t say no

Gandalf:

-Joe Rogan podcasts

-Ok that’s a joke

-But definitely listens to podcasts, maybe ones about science

-Enjoys some good smooth jazz

-Gets real groovy when a saxophone starts playing

*Bonus Faramir and/or Eomer:

-I’ll be honest I don’t know these characters as well as I should

-but

-Recently my sister has had her earbuds in 24/7 and I asked her about it and she has apparently been listening to Dr Who audio dramas

-She is trying to convince me to listen too but frankly I’m too scared

-There was something about a sentient puddle?

-I just feel like one of the characters would do this and these are the two I decided on but lmk if I’m totally wrong

[crowleywowley]

BACK ON IT WIT DA HEADCANONS 🗣️🗣️🗣️🗣️

Y’all already know what tf is going on. Modern AU, silly headcanons, everyone is alive and well, blah blah blah.

Previous sillies: 1 2 3 4 5

Aight see u unda da cut 😼

-John definitely cried at the dinner table trying to do his math homework with Dutch

Dutch is absolutely like ‘WHY WOULD THEY CHANGE THE WAY THEY DO MATH!!!!!’ While John is like “I😭don’t😭know😭😭”

-John joined the middle school track team but ate shit on the hurdles so he quit

-John was absolutely the kid who always leaned back in his chair

He fell once and hit his head and to this day that teacher uses him as an example

-John was a pain in Arthur’s ass but when Arthur was a senior and John was a freshman Arthur beat up some kids for being mean to his baby brother :((((

-Jack is a Roblox kid for SUREEEE

John used to play it with him but the obbys pissed him off so much he had to take a walk

-Jack was also a Percy Jackson kid. Argue with the wall!!!!

-during Jack’s wannabe emo phase he got a fake earring and it gave him an allergic reaction

He cried :(

John and Abi, being reformed emo kids, held in their laughter until that night after Jack went to sleep

-speaking of emo. John definitely had shaggy long hair that he parted so it was across his forehead, and Abigail had cool bangs with like blue tips or something

She definitely put eyeliner on him at some point

They both had MySpace usernames like Xx._Fallen.Angel._xX

-Abigail has more than one stupid stick and poke tattoo that John gave her when they were like 19

They are CORNY and POORLY DONE but she secretly loves them :’)

-Despite being the younger of the two Dutch is much less tech-literate than Hosea

He understands Facebook. It’s one of like… 3 apps on his phone

His camera roll is filled with accidental photos

-these two have SO MANY DECORATIVE PILLOWS

-Hosea is such a Frank Sinatra lover!!!!!!!

They danced to Strangers in the Night at their wedding :’)

-Hosea was absolutely the parent that’s sitting in the dark when their kid tries to sneak out and they’re like “going somewhere?”

-shoutout to this person because YEAH

-a crazy night in the Morgan-Smith household means staying up until 10:00 PM watching a documentary about whales

-both of these men are the biggest babies when they’re sick. Common cold = death

-if Jack was a Percy Jackson kid then Isaac was probably into Ancient Egypt or dinosaurs

Charles and Arthur are good dads so they listen to him spew facts and they’re like “wow! Cool, buddy!!!!!”

Even now that he’s a teenager they still remember random facts :)

-Arthur LIVES for unbuckling his belt and settling into a recliner after a big meal

-These fools are so in love and constantly bring each other trinkets :’)

“Saw this and thought of you” and it’s like a mystery Lego pack

I think we’ll stop there for tonight but hehehehe I love these soooo much. Does anyone want me to start bringing OTHER characters into this universe😲??? or do we wanna just keep it to the VanDerMatthews/Marston family/Charthur cinematic universe. Y’all know I can get silly and funky with anyone.

ALSO!!!!!! If anyone has an idea for a name of this universe plzzzzz let me know bc I think that would be fun :D okay bye!!!!!!

[tamaruaart]

Appreciation time for your mutuals!

LETS GOOOO

@camhues Amazing OCs, BEAUTIFUL ART- (I am married to Ling) Absolutely love all the stories she has for her girlies! Cam is honestly so wholesome big sister vibes (I also think Cam was actually one of my first moots lol!)

@doppel-doodles Bro, BROO- My long lost chaotic raccoon sibling. Absolutely love all the OCs, Mengtao is SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE 😤😤 Gosh, I wish I could play cotl so we could both fangirl together, but I'm BROKE- Anyways ye, GO READ STRAYS AND THICKER THAN BLOOD I PROMISE YOU WILL NOT REGRET IT.

@lallxrona / @intpandlgbt My sista from anotha mister- AMARA GIVE ME A CHANCE. PLEASE. Absolutely love all the OCs, that's a given- Love the lore as well! Jadeflower and the Jada and Beam duo- They give me LIFE. They were there for me in my darkest moments 💪😔

@itsalice3940 Alice. Bestie. Are you the sweetest person on earth or what??? Ming is such a cutie, I'm also very intrigued by her ancestor 👀 Also, Liana, home girl- The way you simp for my two idiots (Khio and Tharos) is embarrassing- /lighthearted

@yingjiaoyue AGHHH I LOVE THIS COMIC SO MUCH 😭😭😭😭😭 Genuinely such good writing. Jiao Yue is an absolute queen, I would treat her better than stinky emo monkey and Disney channel villain wannabe (���ʃ⁠ƪ⁠＾⁠3⁠＾⁠）(also the whole 'two Syaorans' situation is so funny to me-)

@littlethingsrae even though we don't really talk much, I genuinely really love Rae's stuff! The characters, I LOVE JIN- Also Jin and RedSon are so CUTEEEEEEEEEEEE 😔

@brave-little-rat-girl my FIRST ever moot :0 Absolutely love all the stuff, Ayla is amazing lol- The art is also extremely well done! They nail the LMK art style PERFECTLY-

@vanilachai Another moot I don't talk to much :0 I love all the OCs though <3 Also I think it's funny how we share the same nickname lol-

@hahawasabi AGHHHHHHHHH- (affectionate) Doppel's opa, with all due respect, you have raised a monster- Also, I am genuinely so thankful for that time you helped me with Filipino surnames <3

@glitch-pep MOJ HRVATSKI BRAT/SESTRAAAAAAA WOOOOOOO- Kak si mi bestiće lol? Nismo odavno popričali- Svejedno tvoj blog je moj safe space <3 (Ovo nitko drugi neće moći razumijeti lololololo 😭😭)

Now, I have like- A LOT OF FREAKING MOOTS- So I couldn't fit all of em in this post :'D Anyways, if you're one of the moots who didn't get mentioned- I'M SORRY BESTIE 😭

[not-wholly-unheroic]

Idk if you've ever talked about the Descendants franchise but now seeing that there's a young Captain Hook there I wanted to ask if you saw it and what were your thoughts?

I have seen some (though not all) of the Descendants films. The music is catchy, I’ll give them that. I enjoy a lot of the soundtracks. But…I honestly just can’t really take them seriously.

The kids aren’t really all that “villainous” even when they’re supposed to be evil. They are, at best, wannabe goth/emo kids who cause a little trouble but I have personally met in real life high school kids who were more intimidating than the VK’s at their worst. It’s…cringey and sort of insulting to the Disney villains, in my opinion. Like, some of the villains probably wouldn’t even HAVE kids but if they did…they definitely wouldn’t let their kids out of their sight looking and acting like THAT. Like what is Harry doing dancing around with his dad’s prosthetic like it’s a fashion statement?? And I’m sorry but as much as I love Kristin Chenoweth in some of her other work, she was NOT the right person to cast as the Mistress of All Evil. To use a quote from Mushu, “Oh, I think my bunny slippers just ran for cover.” So…I haven’t been able to make myself watch the new Rise of Red film because I’m frankly scared of how badly they’ve probably butchered young Hook’s character.

Also…it bothers me when people just like a version of Hook ONLY because they find a new version of him attractive and that seems to be what’s going on with this film. Almost every post I’ve seen about him in Rise of Red is about his attractiveness. And like…yes, Hook is supposed to be attractive. He always has been. (Have you read Barrie? Have you seen Hans Conried in his Hook outfit he wore to audition for Disney? Have you seen Jason Isaacs in the 2003 film?) The problem I have with a lot of these newer interpretations of Hook (like the one in OUAT) isn’t that that make him attractive. The problem is that they often strip him of everything else that makes him James Hook. They get rid of a lot of the complex and often conflicting traits of a refined Etonian gentleman who is also a murderous outlaw of the high seas and replace them with this…generic pirate character that gives vague Jack Sparrow vibes. And listen, if that’s your thing, I’m not saying you can’t enjoy it… But that character is not and never will be Captain James Hook. Give me Pirate Fairy James any day over this new Hook. At least they got his personality right.

[daystarvoyage]

Hi! I read somewhere about someone not liking Luz's ending since she "didn't grow as a person" at the end of the owl house. They said that she only became more depressed or traumatized but she's still the same cheerful and helpful girl like in the first episode of season 1. Do you agree?

Hello Hope you have a great day from the brown sugar queen, I know it’s late by the time you get this so ima clear a lot,

time for the tea.

Now i have all the love and heart for my girl Luz Noceda but lemme me tell you her personality made me look at how she was handled gave me a SIDE-EYE besides that,

Yes, i agree on this, definitely,

I felt That the crew wanted to do so much with the show but felt they had no idea writing Luz, however they too had there drawbacks, Yes I LOVE LUZS CHARACTER AND SHE IS SELFLESS A GOOD FRIEND (even if it’s the wrong person) Loyal, and cheerful. How we get moments that

Luz's character can be bastardized!

i feel fans try to view her as this bubbly girl boss, we know and love, however we overlook her flaws cause of discourse. she’s this impressionable, unruly, explosive girl with self imaging issues & unresolved grief, that effected her lifestyle.

I truly do depict her as a girl failure which ill get to a list of reasons, I’ll be getting into

EDITED its Masculization

heres a term masculinization comes to her character writing, style-wise, cause this word has been used throughout the animation to the point it’s a trope.

Now let’s get down to reasons why, she gets to the way she is.

Luz wants to do so much for others, that she hasn't practiced learning about self-love and acceptance, it all backtracks in her past of her deceased father & trying to relate to earth kids with opposite interests that can be harmful.

I felt they truly had fun time to an extent how they can push her in a negative direction, (this goes for hunter which I’ll do a post/video soon.)

how they wanted her to be more of an edge lord along the series run, (and the proper writing of the show didn’t help.)

Heck to the point in season 3, she never interacted with anyone on earth in her school, which is concerning, cause that can lead to self-harm or failed relationships, also known people as kikimora or talking to her other friends in season 3 coulda gave her a wake up call.

ALSO CAN WE BRING UP LYING TO HER LOVE ONES OUT OF NO WHERE! Season 1

DRAGGING THEM THROUGH MORTAL PERIL IN SEASON 2!

AND NO NEURODIVERAGENCE DOESNT EXCUSE BAD BEHAVIOR OR BLACK FEATURES BEING MINIMIZED.

2.They should've let a POC (person of color) write Luz cause of how she turned out Personality-wise throughout the series, which I rewatched, along critic videos and yes even in season 3 they decided to make her some shonen wannabe edge lord,(A wannabe Pokemon Goh But more emo.)

Luz's is flawed, as a character & written wise, felt the show didn’t know how to write for POC, cause fans who are another ethnicity might view this, and say oh, where portrayed as this etc, but without our black features or even how where portrayed in society in social norms.

Yes I did a post on her fashion & wardrobe and how it affects a character, boy they got my girl looking a hobo at times. ( and the good so called hair symbolism could’ve made Luz even better.)

ALSO (I may be ranting but hope ya listen)

Hated how they tried to Mary Sue her at certain episodes when she's faced with problems or issues that can affect everyone in dire times, for example,

her willingness to learn magic, which she can be impressionable and wanting Praise for the wrong reasons, but To be loved I Understand.

She is a person wanting acceptance and tolerance ( which that whole wanting to be understood season 3 dialogue could've been for season 1), just to be liked by a new world, would have fleshed out her character more, and given the viewers and her friends reasoning why she does staggering things.

also when she wanted to get to learn magic from her sensei, Knowing Eda knew how unpredictable & reckless at times luz can be, but Eda has her issues. throughout 4 episodes I think its been dragged out she has done stupid things to put others in harm's way even OWLBERT.

3.she can act nonchalant & ambivalent in dire situations, (to the point her friends should've Gotten angry with her actions, GUS AND WILLOW PERIOD) But don't worry all that's being glazed with the Mary Sue trope, discourse, & her being submissive to amity,

which she can take many stabbings and hits for a cause you know all is well with a Good ship. INSERT SARCASM

tragically i do feel she ended up a girl failure, But they Try hard at girl bossing her up, cause she was put in situations where she didn't have dire punishments and consequences. plus excepting a power she had no choice accepting at the season finale,

Comment below for more, about how Luz should be improved or the fact the series could've written her better.

Hopes this answers all your questions, have a great starlight day. glad we can unlock the topic with a key, & sip some tea.

A VIDEO I DID DOWN BELOW FOR MORE ON LUZ.

[asexual-spongebob]

what I think the octonauts listen to

I feel like Shellington would listen to a lot of weezer, red hot chill peppers and like folkpunk and stuff like that, he just gives me those vibes/pos. but sometimes he listens to emo music when he feels like a angsy teenager again. (I’m sorry but I feel like shellington + dashi were scemo kids at one point)

I feel like Dashi would listen to nightcore. and twee pop (esp heavenly) + surf rock. I also think she likes MARINA and tv girl (I have never listened to tv girl, so take that w/ a grain of salt.) she also likes emo music as well. It makes her feel nostalgic. She introduced it to Shellington.

I feel like Tweak listens to acdc and stuff like that or maybe Green Day (im definitely projecting on her with this one) I also feel like she’d be a joan jett enjoyer. Oh and sublime. I’m picturing her dancing and singing along to “smoke two joints”

Peso I feel like listens to Spanish and edm music. And Beyoncé. He blasts all the single ladies at 3 am. (Which pisses off Kwazii, because Kwazii needs his beauty sleep.) he also blasts it while him and Shellington are driving. I also think he likes 80s music like David Bowie for example.

I feel like kwazii would love sea snantys and the spice girls (I had a dream where he was singing wannabe so it’s lived rent free in my brain ever since) and he also likes Sublime (blame tweak). And he also enjoys Green Day (blame paani + self projection.), he especially likes Longview bc he relates to it very heavily.

paani I feel like would be a rock (specifically like grunge, punk and metal + some other stuff) and uh. Rap rock. (like linken park) enjoyer. I also thinks he blasts green day’s entire discography. He also can and will sing the entirety of Radiohead’s “okay computer” album from memory.

captain barnacles just listens to whatever . he likes basically everything. But he

inkling likes jazz and oldies. and probably reggae :). I feel like he likes listening to bob marley ngl. And classical music.

oh and I feel like pinto likes Beyoncé. (Blame Peso) and one direction.

Koshi likes one direction and 90s and 2000s boy bands. she likes Backstreet Boys and NSYNC. Along w/ new kids on the block. She also adores musicals like Wicked.

The vegimals like basically everything but they enjoy Weezer very much (blame their nerdy ass dad/pos)

[alphacrone]

my most Millennial memory is being in middle school and setting my AIM status to “no one mourns the wicked / no one lays a lily on their grave” or smth and my emo wannabe goth friend messaged me asking where it was from bc she loved it and when i told her Wicked the Musical she got SO pissed off

[deimosbreakfrost]

Total Drama Island (2023) S2 "Rewrited" au

A possibly cringe Fan Fic that I'll hate on the future

So, this is a fan fic of an Rewrited au of mine... """""Rewrited""""" because I'll change alot of things and I am just making this fan fic for fun while showing you guys what I would change.

Okay, let I start this modern tragedy already.

First part:

Episode 01, The kids will (not) be okay:

-The episode starts with Chris, Chef and the entire cast from the Total Drama island (2023) on a plane, going to a new season in a "new" place. Chris was talking to someone by a Walkie Talkie.

*Biiz*

???: Mr. McLean, seriously that you're lying to them saying that they're going to some kind of "total drama: World Tour" 2?

Chris: umm... Maybe--?

???: McLean! That's pratically clickbai-

Chris: Hey! Don't you dare use this "modern generation" language on me! Anyways, be ready because we're almost getting to there.

???: ah, ok-

- Chris ends the transmission

Chris: wow! That boy still annoying...

Chef: Chris, we're recording!

Chris: Ah, don't worry! After this introduction we will be finally free! ... I mean, just me, not you!

Chef: grr...

Chris: ah, calm down! Anyways, it's been a year 'total drama fans'! Since we don't see Each other THAT long, I'll give y'all a quick recap.

Last season on Total Drama Island:

16 new contestants showed up with the dream of taking that 1 million dollars price.

And the eliminations we're surprising!

Caleb was just there. until he even had the chance of doing something, Bowie made everyone eliminate him! Poor boy...

Nichelle humiliated herself Infront of everyone.

Emma HAD a chance of showing to everyone on live tv that Chase is (or was) a horrible person, but Chase was luckier than her.

Julia was boring, the way she talked, the "spiritual, love and peace" things that she normally talks about was annoying enough to her team.

Wayne would do anything and everything for his best friend Raj, and he was more than happy when he found out about his buddy's secret!

Scary Girl was Creepy, but not for Axel and Ripper! They we're her Unic friends that she had in a while, and the Unic ones that think that her actions are more annoying than scary.

Priya was pathetic! Seriously that she think her parents are so great that she easily go insane when someone criticizes them? Pff, surely the most well deserved elimination of that season.

Mk was smart, a little too much. And because of that, she went from being Bowie's Allie, to be a traitor! Well, it was that, that Bowie made everyone believe.

Raj has a secret, he loves Bowie! And because of that, he made our fandom go wild for them! The fandom loves them! Especially that people from that one Social Media that has "Tum" on the start...

And Chase knowed About that! The fact that Bowie and Raj we're dating, of course. Not the fact that the fandom is crazy for them. So, as a indirect revenge for MK, he was double eliminated with Raj!

Ripper and Damien have a... Interesting friendship. A "nerd hater" and a nerd!

Ripper was... Adorable? Yeah, he went from being a pathetic alpha male wannabe, from being a even nicer version of Owen, and because of that "adorable" personality that he gained he made Damien, Zee and especially Chase be his best friends! (Axel and scary girl too) Good for him, I guess.

Damien screamed a lot until His friends convinced him that being public humiliated in live television isn't that bad!

And Millie was nice, she tried to write a book about how much this generation is potentially bad, but after Priya's elimination, she learned that it was just a exception! There IS good people from this generation, you just need to find the right ones! (Priya not included)

And let's go to the final 3...

Axel, she had everything to win! The strength, the power, the personality... But, Ripper and Scary Girl missed her, so they finded a way to make her go back to them! That's what you gain when you are friends with a fake emo and ex-bad boy.

Zee, how did he got in there?! He could easily be eliminated until the merge but no one wanted to! And if wasn't for the "milk" part of the last challenge, he would have won! But he didn't.

And Bowie won! He used and eliminated half of the cast not counting with Wayne and Raj, of course.

Chris: So yeah, EVERYONE that I mentioned is back!

-Then it cuts to Chris in the passagers cabin with the 16 participants.

All the 16 participants are in here

The one that went out first:

Caleb: I'll make YOU guys regret voting me off...

-Caleb said in anger, while pointing at Bowie

Bowie: geez...

Ripper: you got a bit 'edgy' after 1 year, huh?

Caleb: what?

The most misunderstood one:

Ripper: huh?

Chase: wait, since when Ripper is misunderstood?

And the worse one:

Chase: excuse me?!

Emma: pff...

And of course, the winner:

Bowie: yeah, exactly, me!

Chris: well, I don't know if you guys noticed but Bowie was the Unic villain after a long time that won a season, the Unic one that did that was heather.

Bowie: wait, reall-

Chris: okay, this is slowly getting boring! So let's make the things end quickly!

-the ground below all the participants opened up, making all the participants fall into The water.

Chris: Ahaha... I'll miss that, and Chef already leaved without even saying "bye"!!

-Chris quickly ran to the drivers cabin, grabbing the plane's volant and taking control of it.

Chris: arg! Okay, I'll be quick! This surely the last time you all will see me hosting this program! Yeah, this is Sooo sad! But listen up! The future is bullet proof and the aftermath WILL be secundary! And time to them do it now and do it loud! I am Chris McLean, and I'll never, EVER see y'all again! Bye, losers!!

-after Chris leaved everyone behind, the scene cuts to the brand new hosts

...

Topher: Yeah, we're finally hosting our favorite reality show ever!

Sierra: But it's just so sad that Chris is gone for like... Forever?

Topher: nah, judging by the way he is he'll surely randomly appear when we Least expect it or something. But anyways, yeah, Chris finally gave his role as host for someone else!

Sierra: two to be exact.

Topher: yeah, right! Anyways, I am Topher! I was a participant of Pahkitew island!

Sierra: and I'm Sierra--!! I was a participant of World Tour!

Topher: and if you haven't noticed yet...

*Both Sierra and Topher say together*

We are the brand new hosts of total drama island

...

Topher: season 2.

Sierra: you don't need to explain it to the Audience-

Topher: okay, now pull the opening already.

[shibascrem]

Monster Hunter x Splatoon: What weapons would the characters use?

I keep forgetting I can just post whatever I want. I'm going to make no sense if no one plays monster hunter on here. Iceborne specific because that's the one I'm most familiar with (with exceptions). I do miss unga bunga MH4 charge blade.

Callie - A hammer main no question, unga bunga, ledge crits, sliding sonic spins, just here for a good time.

Marie - Heavy Bow Gun, specifically with a Wyvern Snipe and pierce setup, although she is not averse to using stickies and clusters, whatever gets the job done fastest. One of those players who never lets the monster get up.

Pearl - Dual Blades, obviously. She loves doing the Attack on Titan spin and the evade shot. Somehow really good at tail cuts.

Marina - Lance when playing just with Pearl, Hunting Horn in a bigger group. Best weapons for best girl. JK, I just think she'd get a kick out of counters and memorizing HH song combos. She has stuck with HH through all its changes and will continue to in the future. Really aggressive as Lance, health augment is her friend.

Big Man - Great Sword. He's the type to have a monster's moveset memorized and capitalize damage to the nth degree. Almost no whiffs and has amazing positioning except when playing in groups, but there's no helping that.

Frye - I feel like Insect Glaive is a good weapon for her, she vibes with the flowy moveset and LOVES the insect customization. Names her bugs after her eels. Regularly competes with Pearl about who can cut the tail first.

Shiver - Bow, what else. Wannabe speedrunner, so many armor sets, and extremely customized radial menu. Cannot stand playing in groups because it messes with their flow, but will do it for Deep Cut while looking like this:

NSS kids:

Captain 3 - Longsword. Weeaboo emo roots run deep okay. Prefers Sunbreak's iteration of Longsword because SO. MANY. COUNTERS. but will make do with Iceborne. Does the weapon pose after every hunt.

Four - Sword and Shield or Light Bowgun. Versatility is the name of the game and Four is winning it. Will wreck house with status builds, traps, and well-placed barrel bombs.

Eight - Charge blade. Obsesses over Guard Points and has the know how to perform them regularly, even the savage axe guard point. Loves the technicality of the weapon.

Neo 3 - Switch Axe. Took one look at this goofy ass weapon and fell in love. Also prefers Sunbreak's iteration because more mobility options, but Iceborne just has that explosion oomph.

Lil Buddy - Gunlance. Blast dash and Wyvern's Fire. No further explanation needed.

*Sidenote: I am a Lance main and, while I love the Clutch Claw Counter in Iceborne, Sunbreak's Lance is just *chef's kiss*.

[littlelav107]

how did it end up like this - Chapter 1 (The Guide)

aka: the fic where avernus is a very unreliable narrator

I say chapter 1 because it doesn't end here!

-=-

It started out with a list.

How to NOT be Avernus - The Ultimate Guide

Handwritten in black ink with dried tearstains on the paper, it was simple - steps to reverse herself, to not be the level everyone hated and instead be loved.

Step 1 - cut your hair.

Very logical step, really. See, all the cool and well-loved levels usually had themselves short hair. Something about maturity or whatnot. So she cut her hair.Avernus was happy with it; she really was!

Until she found that her hair curled inwards, making her look like some emo pick-me - the very look she was trying to avoid!

So she forced her hair to curl outwards, making her look stronger, more manly. That would never work as a permanent solution though. She tried constantly putting her hair up. Again, not a permanent solution.

(the only permanent solution would be disappearing.)

Maybe it wasn't the wisest idea to do something irreversible for the time being, but she was never known for being wise. She was known for being a bother, interrupting when it was unneeded, speaking when everyone despised her voice. Anyway, time for the next part of the list to address that-

Step 2 - remain silent.

Again, this has reasoning behind it, and unlike cutting her hair, this was reversible (not that she'd want to reverse this).

So she stopped speaking. Stopped trying to make everything about herself. Stopped interacting with others. Stopped it all entirely.

Well, not entirely- she could never survive without saying a single word. So she spoke only when spoken to, only when she absolutely had to respond, regardless of who it was. It was only fair.

Avernus would be doing all of them a blessing, really. Imagine having to stand an annoyingly squeaky, often too bothersome voice every day - that was what hearing her was like. She owed it to them to shut up for them to be happy with her.

After all, who doesn't love sweet, silent, and innocent little girls who would shut up and follow directions.

Step 3 -

She never wrote this one. The label was there, but it was left blank.

So Avernus figured it out. There could only be one logical answer.

Step 3 - look from the outside without joining

A level up from the second step - being silent isn't enough when her presence is still there.

Three steps have never been so easy.

It was only fair.

She hated Avernus - this shame of a level, this pick-me wannabe, this waste of space and time. Oh, she really was awful, and she deserved to remember it.

She really shouldn't be here right now, rotting away while everyone else is having fun. Although in a way, it was all she was good for - wasting away until she gets forgotten, the fate she really wants for herself.

Why is she even here?

How did it end up like this?

-=-