#so take this announcement in the tags with a grain of salt

[friendlycursedspaceotter]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA YESSSSS

(i'm in this and it's really exciting and kai good job working on your mental health)

Oh boy this next coming year is going to be...

AMAZING IT'S GONNA BE AMAZING!!!

[maybe-boys-do-love]

The people want to know more about PoonFluke! Would you care to give us a run-down on why you believe they are not so secretly dating? I imagine you have more receipts saved than I do and I feel like I should defer to the expert 🙇‍♀️

Listen.

Poon Mitpakdee and Fluke Nattanon might just be besties. The best of besties. Who are together all the time, but for some reason don’t acknowledge major life events for each other, despite doing it for others?

Now, before I begin this long ass post, just know that I generally try to follow the rule that only the info they make public through their social media and at public events is game to share, so all that I’ve gathered is from their social media and two ghost shippers on TikTok who kept track and compiled some of their posts since early on. And I haven’t ever stumbled across much PoonFluke content that didn’t follow those guidelines anyways.

Without further ado, here are some facts for people to decide for themselves.

THE START

Poon and Fluke were both announced as official GMMTV artists at the 2024 preview event “Up and Above” in October, 2023. They’re not photographed at the event together nor do they have posts up with each other on their timelines on any social media before that. There’s a comment on a Reddit post about them that says they’re “university mates” but they attended different faculties under different schools. As you’ll see by the absence of existing content pre-gmmtv era, if they did know each other before, they either never posted about it or have since deleted those posts.

Their first post on either of their timelines tagged together comes out on Poon’s TikTok on December 12th, 2023:

He posted the 3 failed attempts at this tiktok challenge, as well (which he hasn’t done for any other of his posts) and you can see a friend with them, who to my eyes appears to be Poon’s lawyer friend with the most beautiful eyebrows who’s handle is anpantann on insta. Apparently there were more vids and angles of PoonFluke’s attempts at this challenge posted previously, since the lone ghostshipper made a compilation.

They also post together with anpantann on twitter for the first time that December after having interactions that began in November. Their first post on insta together happens that December, too, with Fluke posting on the 3rd a pic of his food with Poon in the background with his face blocked (but the hat is recognizable if u follow Poon).

HOWEVER

In November, 2023 Fluke attended Poon’s graduation, brought him a teddy bear gift (if you’re into the deep PoonFluke lore you’ll want to remember that detail), and took pics with him one-on-one. It was an open event that Poon invited all his fans to. Joong came, too, for example, and did a TikTok vid that Poon has posted on his timeline, yet neither Poon nor Fluke have their meet-up from the day posted on their socials?

I mention the teddy bear because another tiktok user compiled an…interesting use of the teddy bear emoji in their posts around this time, and you’ll notice a solo birthday shoot from Fluke in September, 2023 where he has a teddy bear cake, contrasting with his birthday friend event from a few days before. There are also so bear socks and bear shirts that weave their way through their photos. But like, teddy bears are everywhere and Thailand’s biggest celebrity mascot is a teddy bear, so I take that all with a grain of salt.

A more compelling parallel is Poon and Fluke’s posts on August 27th and 28th, 2023 respectively. Poon posts himself holding a bouquet at night while he does his lovestruck stagger and Fluke posts himself wandering the booths at a temple fair on what appears to be a date (based on the vibe and soundtrack). Could be a coincidence 🤷🏻‍♀️

How They’re Doing Now

Poon and Fluke are together all the time. That’s facts. They’re often together and posting it. They’re often together and not posting about it. They’re together enough that Marc looks to a blushing Poon as he clarifies which Fluke at GMMTV he’s naming in a We Are promotional tour game. It’s about at 2:10 in this vid. Thank you @fuck-i-like-too-much-stuff for bringing this up!

They do lil’ comedy tiktoks and dance challenges together. They do livestreams at 1am together. They go on late night walks together. They hang out with friends together. They support each others work on their socials. Fluke and Ford brought Poon a cake on his birthday while he was on the set of Sweet Tooth Good Dentist.

They often have meal dates with friends, and seem to come as a pair, like their dinner date with professional third-wheeler Joong or their most recent dinner with Fluke Jeeratch which they posted on their stories (no link at this time. Sorry).

They aren’t posting pics of eating meals alone together as often, but Ford exposed them jokingly for sending him pics of their dessert when they were out to eat together without him.

They’ve been tight with Ford as well as Aungpao since they started at GMMTV, and you’ll often see one of them each post a picture with one member of that crew on the same day but not post each other there, which is…curious. You’ll notice them doing this with their friend groups outside of gmmtv, too.

And now you might’ve noticed we’re getting into the territory that’s beyond what we get to see on their feeds. I personally think there’s some truth to what Krist said in a live recently about the real couples standing far apart in pics, although I’m pretty sure he was just referring to the ridiculous fan-made mathematical angle meme of Sky-Nani at the all-staff GMMTV meeting, and even then we have to exclude some codependents and married couples as statistical anomalies.

Once you start looking at Poon and Fluke in their group outing pics in the past year, you’ll always find one or two people between them, which is strange considering they don’t seem to hide that their spending all their time together otherwise. They also sometimes do the virtual form of standing on the other side of the room by going to the same location but taking pics alone and posting said pics on separate days, one instance of which, as @doublel27 my coconspirator in observing all of this pointed out to me, happened literally WHILE I was writing this up! Look through for yourself if ur really invested and lmk instances you notice cuz I really can’t be bothered to actually go back and forth, I just catch it every once in a while since I’ve been following them. Some are obvious, but I’m also of the persuasion that the location for their Valentine’s Day posts looks like the same location with different enough areas as to not be clocked.

Other times they are hanging together and post it in their story but don’t tag each other. The nature of those story posts—often not showing the other person’s face and more spontaneous—remind me of some infamous EarthMix events where Earth gets caught through sneezes or feet in the hanging in the background of the frame hanging out Mix’s place during live zoom interviews. It’s the lack of intention that shines for me in an industry built on intentional fanservice. My personal favorite instance of PoonFluke’s untagged photos is one of the few stories that I saved myself. I’m not a receipt collector, just an observer, but Fluke posting a pic of someone holding their phone with their feet made me instantly think of Poon’s zaniness. Lo and behold, if you check the ring on the finger, it matches both the finger and the only ring, a claddagh ring (an Irish ring symbolizing love, loyalty, and friendship), Poon seems to wear.

That post arrived a few weeks after a period of relative radio silence between them on socials in January and February this year while Poon was promoting his film “Happy Mondays,” which makes me question the contracted regulations for the actors’ socials during the promotion. Fluke also didn’t post any congrats or photos about the film’s premiere, but Joong, their mutual friends, and fans at the event recorded that Fluke was there and even brought the orange flower garland for Poon, which Poon reposted in his photoset of the premiere. The FlukePoon pieces are buried beneath selfies with no one-on-ones, and you can catch Fluke adjusting the garland in multiple shots of the vid compilation. I just find it weird to be so obviously close but then not acknowledge it during the big life events 🤷🏻‍♀️

Like, Fluke also graduated during this period, and Poon um… never acknowledged it? nor do we have any pics of Poon at the open fan event for it? Then the day after the premiere and presumably the end of the promotional tour, they post a tiktok together. And it just seems a little sus to me??

I think probably the weirdest fact is that Fluke apparently has a Poon bobble head on the dash of his car? This vid was posted on twitter in September, 2024. As far as the caption, there’s been an ongoing joke of Fluke teasingly calling Poon uncle when he doesn’t show, apparently??? and Poon also has an alternate ego that’s an aunt as well that only Fluke knows about?)

Weirder still is that Poon came back to comment on the bobble head post 7 months after it was originally posted?? He wrote, “The mountain is finished” seemingly to comment on Fluke’s graduation from college—WHICH MAKES IT THE ONLY ACKNOWLEDGEMENT POON MAKES PUBLICLY ABOUT FLUKE’S GRADUATION, AND IT’S THREE MONTHS AFTER HE GRADUATED????

Again, they could be besties who keep certain parts of their friendship private, or besties who are so close they just don’t even think to share their time together or their big achievements. Who am I to say?

I just like them as actors. I’m happy for them if they’re happy, whether their dating or not, whether their in CPs with others or each other. I’m here for a group of happiness and chaos and not a group of drama as Tay says. Personally, the signs point to dating for me, but I’m happy to stand corrected if I see they’re not pointing in that direction.

You might’ve noticed that I don’t discuss any skinship evidence, and that’s because I honestly don’t think many fans have a great eye for what constitutes the kind of touching that couples actually do because they just want to see heat. But I think boys should be able to touch boys affectionately without us getting weird about it. Meanwhile, I’m here screaming into my pillow for gestures of domestic familiarity and playful bickering.

PoonFluke just don’t have a lot of examples of touch that they’re sharing online or doing at public events. But I’ll leave everyone off with the one example we have from February in 2024, and you can let your nasty little shipper hearts (affectionate) go wild as long as you’re not hateful about it.

[racfoam]

20 Questions for Fic Writers!

Thank you for tagging me @loneamaryllis!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

I have 12 works on AO3!

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

435,768 words. Woah.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Only Harry Potter.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

not you, not now - Female Harry, Snake Face Voldemort Soulmate Soul Marks AU

be proud - not you, not now AU Voldemort captures Harry in the graveyard

Harry Quits - A One Shot fic where Harry has had enough and leaves the wizarding world.

the v-neck - Harry notices the change in Voldemort’s robe and grieves over the loss of Voldemort’s v-neck. 😭😭 I'm happy to find this got a lot of kudos!

The Capybara Pond of Harrymort & Tomarry Snippets - A work where I put fic ideas and AUs.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why? Why not?

I always try to respond to comments. I love talking with my readers! 

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

be proud, maybe. I say it's got the angstiest ending because Harry remains trapped with Voldemort.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Harry Quits. Harry finally has had enough during the Atrium fight and he announces he is leaving. He ends up opening a flower shop in New York and Voldemort is a frequent visitor and they marry at the end! Just a very happy, short fic!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I recently got a hate comment on not you, not now that ended up failing in its task and made me laugh instead. 😂Otherwise, not at all.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I do write smut, but I haven’t officially published any yet. I write dark smut, non-con, dub-con, tender soft smut. I like writing everything.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I wrote a crossover with Naruto and Harry Potter where Naruto and the other teens end up in Hogwarts but never published it. This was when I was 17 or sth so take it with a grain of salt.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge. Don’t steal writer's fics, or else… 🔪

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not yet,  but a reader asked my permission to translate not you, not now in Chinese if I remember correctly? Anyway, I hope they tag me so I can see it!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I did with an online friend but we haven’t published it.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Harrymort. I prefer Snake Face Voldemort with Harry, but Tomarry & Tomarrymort also shares first place. 

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Maybe be proud… mostly cus of all the smut scenes I need to write. It's planned for 10 chapters max yet I can't seem to get to writing them... 😔

16. What are your writing strengths?

Descriptions and emotions.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue! Curse you, dialogue!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

It's cool, especially if you do a pop-up translation.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Officially, Harry Potter.

20. Favourite fics you’ve written?

It has to be not you, not now. I am so proud of the graveyard and everything else. I put my all into this fic, it's the best of my writing and keeps pulling out the best stuff from me. It was my first ever fic and I am so happy so many people like it. I made so many friends with this fic and I am so happy I published it and I love writing it.

I also love be proud because it explores what would have happened had Voldemort managed to capture Harry on the graveyard.

Tagging @limonium-anemos @cindle-writes @mayfriend @isalisewrites @mosiva @toast-ranger-to-a-stranger @mishqua @shouldertallabyss @maidenwychelm @purplewitch156 @ginnruin @skaelds @latteloves @duplicitywrites @mrmxlemons @itsevanffs @cannibalinc @monsieurclavier @liquidluckandstuff @aglassroseneverfades @cordeliawrites @pinktom and whoever wants to join!

[anderscim]

✦ a quick PSA from bagel:

so, the new DRDT MV has a lot of information to analyze. and i mean, a lot. the dev really gave us an entire feast with this one /hj

if possible, i will talk about it more in depth and point out specific details (as well as overanalyzing them of course), but rather than making a massive post about it, i will bring up specific themes or patterns that show up often in the video, and tackle their significance and symbolism one by one. i might make a masterpost when i feel like i’m done analyzing everything, but that’ll have to wait.

i will also talk about information regarding the mainline story of DRDT and some of the secrets from the new video, but i will make sure to tag those accordingly so those who are still trying to decipher some mysteries won’t be spoiled.

so, i guess the gist of this whole announcement: you’d better get ready for my huge collection of brainrot (*´∀`)

but as always, take anything i say from here on out with a grain of salt!

- 🥯

oh, while i can: for those of you who came to my blog regarding the tally5 password, here’s the link to my initial hints. i also put in a lot of information in my asks ^^

[bethel-rath]

Did Poppy always act so controlling and sex pesty behind the scenes?

During my research in Poppy’s back catalog I noticed a really sad pattern. In her early videos, she had a great rapport with her chat and was really strict with boundaries. She wasn’t afraid to talk about topics around sex, but she didn’t overshare. Even her clothing was different. She dressed exactly how you would imagine a middle aged therapist with a kid would dress.

As time went on, I noticed her getting more and more snappy and micromanaging chat. She would repeat boundaries, but not enforce them. Then the oversharing about herself started, and then after that the overhearing about other people started. Then the succubus arc started and her fashion sense went down the tubes.

Sorry for the novel, but the point of my question is this. Did something happen to Poppy that made her this way, or was the Poppy we see in earlier videos just a mask?

Short answer to the top question: from my perspective, no.

That said, Poppy did overshare sexually provocative artwork in spaces of the discord that were accessible to members under the age of 18. These were sometimes properly labeled as NSFW and used spoiler tags and sometimes they did not. I do not recall when this started to occur, but I know this did occur semi-regularly in both the Announcements and Safe-Artwork channels during 2023. This was not a regular occurrence when I first joined the discord; instead it happened later on. If I recall correctly, Poppy was called out for this behavior in the past by @transpersian.

[Edit/Update: The original version of Poppyamory 3 was only a small excerpt of Abusive Hypocrites 2. Since original publication, it has been expanded to include two prior posts about Poppy's para(social) media behavior, including what I was thinking about here. The one in question was the Tumblr post dated 12/3/2023. For that reason, I'll link to the doc here:]

Poppyamory 3: Poppy's (Para)Social Media Presence

I will admit I was lax in criticizing Poppy's sharing of sexually-provocative artwork in spaces of the discord where minors were present. I am closer to Poppy's age than many others involved in this and share many of her opinions when it comes to public perceptions about sex and sexuality, double standards when it comes to sex/violence, etc. The problem comes when requests are made by people who feel uncomfortable being presented sexually provocative material and those voices go ignored or dismissed.

Okay, the second part: Did something happen to Poppy that made her this way?

This will be my personal opinion on the matter, so please take it with a grain of salt. A number of events occurred during 2022 that might not have been obvious from a public perspective. I do not think it is my place to share all of that, but the things that are traceable publicly are: Poppy and Zena getting into polyamory and making online Twitter discourse/drama a larger component of their channel.

There was also a time where Poppy and Zena were comfortable streaming without each other, or at least doing separate stream segments without each other. That completely stopped in early/mid 2022 (the last edited segment that is an individual Poppy/Zena segment was uploaded May 29, 2022). Even before that the number of times they would stream individually had dropped precipitously.

And while I've noted this in private and above, I will mention it again here: I do think that starting to practice polyamory was a turning point for Poppy and Zena. I suspect I'm not the only one who has noticed this. Was that the only thing that caused changes over time? Absolutely not.

But I know that there were issues with relationships before the ones that have become public knowledge. It's just not my place to share.

[sege-h]

Thoughts on the State of Play reveal

Under a readmore just in case

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[theangryjikooker]

Hey, TAJ!

I highly appreciate your answer. Free passes to the Agust-D concert! I would've begged you to let me tag along 🥺 But, I have to agree that the third installment is far superior. I love listening to the songs from Yoongi as Suga of BTS, Prod. Suga, and Agust-D. Can you share your experience when you attended the concert?

Also, Letter. I listened to it on repeat on YouTube (I know there's no official version, and I'm bummed about that, but the more that I listen to it, the more I fall in love with it. Just all elements from the song and the emotions from Jimin's voice and delivery). If I may ask, what did you think about the live version?

I'm hoping we can still have a second album from Jimin before he does MS, but I'm not rushing. I'm just greedy wanting more music from him.

I think that there's a rumor about when JK's album would probably be released but, still waiting for an official announcement. I loved all the songs that JK either composed/written/majorly contributed to; trying not to set expectations and patiently wait for it.

And this got too long again. Sorry about that! 😅

I'm actually not a huge concertgoer. Ironically, in my new line of work, a solid perk is getting highly coveted concert tickets. My friends definitely reap more out of this than I do.

Is there anything to say about the Agust D concert that hasn't already been said? I just hate to sound repetitive, but Yoongi is 100% my kind of performer. He's very versatile as an artist, and it's fascinating to me that someone who has historically taken a behind-the-scenes approach does exceptionally well on his own.

This is more of a personal preference, and one I put more stock into (for better or worse), but part of what makes him exciting as a performer is that he can dance, rap, and sing, but he can also play his own instruments. I'm not implying that the other members couldn't be as successful just because they don't play instruments, but it's far more engaging to me when an artist can.

And for a "small" human, he takes up a whole stage with ease, and he exuded the same energy you would expect out of an OT7 concert. Genuinely, it was an amazing experience. 10/10 would go again.

As for Jimin's live version of Letter, he literally sounds like his studio version. What's not to love? I have no complaints. I don't mean to come across as dismissive because Letter really is a lovely song, but my music tastes are more of the high energy variety. I maintain that Letter (along with Like Crazy) are my favorite tracks off his album, but JitB and D-Day are more of my speed overall. I also hope Jimin has an opportunity to release a sophomore album, but I don't know if I want it to be released just for it to be released due to time constraints because I think that would be doing him and his abilities a disservice.

Not that you asked, but since you mentioned Jungkook, I'm just going to vaguely vent here about this because I have so many feelings on this. I'm not going into detail about this because there was still a degree of separation, and I didn't hear it from the horse's mouth (a.k.a. take with a grain of salt, but also he sucks), but from what I understood, it seemed very obvious that SB isn't particularly interested in OT7. And I love Jungkook, I do, and he deserves his opportunities, but at the same time, I really don't want SB to sink his claws into Jungkook. I will literally throw hands.

[tarithenurse]

I see fire - 45

Fandom: D&D 5E/homebrew campaign. Word count: 2527. Contents: Cease-fire, travel, and meetings. A/N: Any questions are welcome. Here's the MASTERLIST for "I see fire". Please comment and like and reblog. Let me know if you want a tag or keep an eye out for updates every Sunday/Monday.

Divider by @ firefly-graphics

XLV

They had been given rooms to rest in the summoned mansion of a cave. The rooms had been fully equipped with baths and soft beds, allowing them each to rest comfortably.

In the morning, upon exiting the room and finding each other, the trio had been led down to the kitchen by an owl dressed in clothes and speaking with Hubert’s voice. They hadn’t been the first: Hubert and Friederick were already there, speaking softly in the hooting language. Shortly after the rest had arrived – even Gilada who now looked considerably better.

There had been a moment of tension as people watched Claude walk up to Friederick...but then he extended his hand.

“I understand why you did as you did. I want to apologize for my reaction yesterday,” Claude said.

If #2 was baffled then he didn’t show it but just accepted the gesture, allowing everyone to breathe a bit more freely.

Now, as they all leave the cave and the entrance flickers and disappears behind them, Zilvra and the rest see how the Masons are lined up, waiting for orders. For the first time it becomes clear how mixed they are of background – some clearly have the posture of soldiers or people with military training while others must have been civilians once.

“Zilvra,” Gilada turns to the younger drow, “it’s been an honour meeting you.”

Zilvra bows softly back. “Likewise. I know you will have good allies in these people.” She glances at Harris who Gilada undoubtedly will be seeing more of. “Trust them all but be wary of that man’s perversions,” she mumbles.

It makes the drow grin wickedly. “I’ll be fine.”

“Get ready!” Hubert calls out.

Then he opens several portals in the ground, gaping holes that shimmer oddly about two feet down. Of course Zilvra doesn’t have time to study them further, she just rushes into the nearest one together with other people and darkness claims them.

Maybe there’s still ground to run on, maybe there’s not. She can feel movement and a sucking feeling behind her bellybutton before a second of vertigo claims her. Then light returns and now she knows there’s earth beneath her feet.

Zilvra and the others step out into the light on a road before a tall wall with a massive gate. Looking around she sees fields of grain that are oddly familiar somehow and to one side there’s a tall chain of mountains rising towards the overcast skies. There’s the smell of salt in the air but from where they all stand, Zilvra can’t see the ocean – it must be on the other side of the city behind the walls.

“Welcome to New Baern,” Hubert announces to the trio.

He’s about to say something else when Anvindr tugs Morella’s arm and points to something at the edge of the road.

“Ha! Look!” he exclaims. “That’s a dandelion!”

As opposed to a spirit, he is pointing at a brightly yellow cluster of flowers (well, one of them is a white poof of fluff rather than yellow).

The two crowd around the flowers and while Zilvra is intrigued too, having seen the flowers on their journeys before but never thought much of them, she instead is too concerned by what is to come. But Friederick takes his time to entertain the two colourful friends, explaining how the plant blooms from spring to fall and is considered a useful weed.

Then he straightens up, eyeing Zilvra and she has to swallow nothing out of sheer nervousness.

“Come,” Claude motions to the eladrin and the genasi.

The Masons have already headed to the gates and now the rest move to enter the city too, leaving just Hubert, Friederick and Zilvra behind.

The mage is kind, turning to the drow and asking: “Are you ready?”

“No,” she answers flatly, “how can I be prepared for something I know and understand so little about? But...let’s do it.”

Nodding, perhaps impressed, the humans exchange a quick glance.

“This will take a moment,” Hubert excuses himself as he begins to ritually cast a spell.

This time only a single hole opens in the ground and they all three step through, enduring the same sickening sensation as before until they once more are out in fresh air.

Another wall though not as massive. There’s a gate too, wrought of iron and allowing a peek to the lands beyond: mountains in the far distance but before them fields and pastures dotted with a few trees here and there.

“I’ll be right back,” Hubert says, heading to the gates that open on their own for him.

Now it’s just Friederick and Zilvra left behind in an awkward silence. She wants to know more of what she can expect but she has already guessed that he won’t be the one to tell her – someone in there will explain.

Her father’s men. The idea is daunting as she doesn’t know what’s expected of her.

She can feel the gaze of the man on her but she can’t read his expression even as he shrugs off the cape and folds it neatly. Then he hands it to her.

“You’ll need it in there.”

Confused, she takes it, feeling the soft material for the first time: smooth and cool, almost like water.

Then Hubert returns with a large man in tow who looks an awful lot like Friederick except older.

“Zilvra, this is Rudolf, the owner of the farm,” Hubert explains.

It doesn’t take a genius to guess that he must be #2’s older brother and he crosses his arms in the same way too as he looks at the drow.

“This is her?” he asks.

Friederick nods. “It is.”

The brothers don’t look at each other but Rudolf nods: “Then I welcome you, Zilvra. Come inside.”

She follows the two men, realizing only halfway to the gates that Friederick hasn’t followed. Looking back at him, he just nods, motioning for her to go on.

Stepping through the wrought iron gates, Zilvra is almost about to comment on the fact that the walls are seemingly gone when the cape stirs in her arms: lifting into midair, it unfurls and spins briefly before darting off towards the mountains in the distance.

“Follow it,” Hubert explains, “hurry.”

And so Zilvra dashes after the cape, along the road that leads between fields and pastures where people are working in the grain or with the cattle. At first she doesn’t see, but as she runs on, she notices how the people stop their work and approach the road, following her. They are drow! Dusky and dark skin, pale hair.

As the cape veers off the road leading to the main house and stables, guiding the rogue onto a smaller path, the men hurry to line up along that path. Well over 100 of them. It could feel eerie but Zilvra has no time to consider it as the cape has found its target: a last drow with bare torso who, like the others, has been working hard. He stops what he’s doing as the cape nestles around his shoulders. Straightening up, he touches the cloak as if to verify it’s there before looking around. As he turns, his gaze falls on Zilvra who has come to a halt.

Small beads of green are braided into his white hair and his eyes match them in colour. There’s wonder in those eyes that, despite the colour, are so like Zilvra’s own. His features, familiar from the mirror and Tazree, light up with joy and even if he opens his mouth no words come out – all he can do is stagger over to Zilvra and wrap her in his arms.

Father...Zilvra wants to say something but she can’t either. She can’t even return the hug but just stand there, stunned as it all washes over her. How Friederick lied to her and everyone else for so long, how her father has been alive and safe and she never knew.

Kalannar releases the embraces but doesn’t let her go, simply holds her at an arm’s distance, hands on her shoulders as he studies her. Wetness shimmers in his eyes and Zilvra can feel it prickle in her own too.

She’s happy with the momentary distraction as one of the men, a large (for a drow) male with bulging muscles, approaches.

“We’re done farming?” he asks.

Kalannar smiles at him. “Yes,” he answers with a velvety voice, “a promise has been fulfilled, now we must repay it.”

As he turns back to his daughter, Zilvra has finally found her voice. “I thought you were dead...”

“There is much I must explain, I understand that and I will in due time,” her father admits.

She trusts him. Something inside her that has been growing colder and emptier each day suddenly seems full even if she hadn’t truly realized just how badly he was missing from her life. Now she extends her arms, silently asking for another embrace and he smiles as he accepts the gesture, pulling her close once more.

He’s sweaty and dirty from hard work, muscles moving under her hands as he shifts his grip on her. He smells of stone and earth and sunshine – the latter being an odd scent for a drow but can be explained by his life the last decades on a farm topside.

“What will happen now?” she mumbles.

His face is resting on the crown of her head. “I made #2 a promise once that we would serve him if he could reunite me with you or Allaunira,” he explains. “I duelled him to determine the extend of the terms and he has kept us safe. He found shelter for us. A life.”

Turning her head, Zilvra watch the men who patiently wait for a word from their captain. They look eager, happy. Even dirty after years of farm work and dressed that way, they are formidable: standing tall, hands behind their backs and chests puffed out, they ooze of confidence and skill. Some are older than others but none are truly old yet.

And all eyes are on her and Kalannar. Suddenly feeling awkward with all the gazes, Zilvra carefully extracts herself from the embrace again.

“Men...” Kalannar turns to them and all eyes shift to him. Expectant. “Prepare to move out.” Turning to Zilvra he adds: “I’ll be right back.”

Then he and all the men enter a cave entrance in the mountainside that she hadn’t even noticed, having been too focused on her father.

It takes a while, time that Zilvra spends in emotional turmoil. This is her father, these are his men. Friederick had claimed towards Claude that the latter would just have used them to his own devices but is #2 that much different? Hidden away for ears they now are to serve him? For how long? To do what? She understands why the timing had been important: the Masons and Silver Keep need allies more than ever and she has understood enough about these drow to gather that they’d be a considerable reinforcement. But this is not their fight! And yet...because of a promise: now it is.

When the first drow emerge from the darkness of the cave once more she sees that their gear is darkly mottled, perfect for moving unseen, yet it still looks ornate somehow. They carry different weapons: swords, spears, bows. Then the large drow returns and he hardly has any armour but rather a sort of harness that seems to be meant to hold the massive sword on his back – a claymore.

Kalannar is the last one out, facing his men that have line up again. His armour is different, a blood-red that seems to shift, and Zilvra knows that this is the armour that’s sought after: Blood of Lolth. The black cape shimmers around his shoulders, a stark contrast to the white hair that Zilvra has inherited. However, aside from a few daggers, he doesn’t appear to carry a weapon.

“We have waited long,” Kalannar speaks clearly, his voice strong yet soft, “under the protection of this land. But now a promise has been upheld, one you all know of as you were there the day the deal was made. It is our turn now. We cannot stay here any longer. We cannot remain idle.”

Sporadic cheers show that the men don’t object to the idea of breaking their refuge.

Then Kalannar fixes one of the men with his gaze. “Javan. You’ve been a faithful soldier and a good friend...but your time with us is over.” The man gapes at his captain, shocked. “I cannot with good conscience bring you with us...you have something else to fight for, to protect. Something precious.”

“But captain -” he begins.

“Shouldn’t have stuck your dick anywhere then,” the large drow growls.

There’s a moment where Kalannar’s eyes flicker to the other man with slight admonishment but then he refocuses on Javan. “Mino is right. You have a wife and child now. Your place is with them. Go to them.”

It’s an order not to be contested and thought it’s clear that Javan, the soldier, is crestfallen, he salutes first his captain and then his brothers-in-arm before trudging off.

Heading past his men and urging Zilvra to walk by his side, Kalannar leads them all to the gates where Hubert and Rudolf are waiting.

“So this is it,” Rudolf grumbles, “can’t say I haven’t been happy to have you all around.”

“We appreciate your hospitality but it is time,” the captain of the drow answers.

“And Javan?”

A small smile graces Kalannar’s lips. “Wouldn’t dream of leaving your daughter without her husband.”

“Thank you.”

Hubert has stepped over to the only female. “Happy?” he asks quietly.

“Very,” she admits but her smile turns to a frown.

“What?” the man asks.

Lyro. “He is -” she begins only to realize that she’s about to explain the danger to the wrong person. Turning to Rudolf and Kalannar, she puts a hand on the drow’s arm to get his attention. “Ka-...f-father.” It feels strange to say but it makes the male beam with joy once more. “You have to know that you’re wanted. That armour is -”

“I know...House Melarn will be wanting it back,” he interrupts gently though the smile falters.

Zilvra shakes her head. “Yes but not just them. Xhalos Lyro, a sort of elf...he wants it too.”

The father furrows his perfect brows. “Lyro...I know that name as that of an ancient clan of elves from the north. They were among the first elves to settle on this continent – before then it was mainly populated by orcs. These elves worshipped death...but that clan has long been extinct.”

“Whether or not they are, this one is a real pain. He’s partially mechanical and he is dangerous,” the daughter warns.

They have been walking as they speak and now they reach Friederick beyond the gates. He and Kalannar greet each other – maybe not like friends but at least as trusted acquaintances or allies.

“Here we go again,” Hubert grumbles jovially, summoning the portal holes and everyone rush through, Zilvra at her fathers side.

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Do you think you would be up for writing some super soft period sex with Ted Lasso? 👉🏻👈🏻

AN: I've been meaning to tackle this request for SO LONG, forgive me for taking my sweet time. I also don't even get my period anymore (shout out nexplanon) so please cut me some slack lol

Rating: Explicit

Tags: Period Sex, Graphic description of P-in-V intercourse, Loving & Gentle Unkinky Sex lol, Okay but there is a little biting, and one (1) spank

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You were having a terrible, no good, very bad day, which is exactly what you texted Henry when he asked how you were doing because you:

A. Promised you'd always tell him the truth and 

B. Knew he'd get a kick out of it. 

The kid had only had his own phone for 3 weeks and you, his mom and dad, and his grandma were the only numbers he had saved, so you'd come to expect a Henry check-in almost daily. Usually, it made you smile, but today you cringed as you hit send.

First, it was the sharp pains that woke you up in the early hours of the morning that told you exactly what was coming. Then it was being out of your preferred period products and having to go to the store before work, and spilling your coffee on your best work shirt, and not carrying Tylenol, and being fucking starving, and and and

It all added up to you meeting at Ted's after work, picking a fight with him over something silly, and storming to your place to spend the night sad and self-pitying. And horny. But now it was day 2 of your period and you had mellowed out immensely but you still hadn't spoken to Ted.

You dragged yourself to Ted's, practicing your apology and announcing yourself sheepishly. It wasn't like the two of you had never fought but you had to take accountability that this was all your fault, even if you had no control over your raging period hormones. Ted buzzed you in and you opened his door expecting tension and found only love. Ted's apartment was clean and warm, the air smelled like chocolate, and he was in the center of it all in his gray sweatpants and white Henley, the sleeves pushed up to his elbows as he dried his hands on a dish towel before opening his arms to you. Your eyes roamed his frame eagerly, your bashfulness quickly replaced with arousal as you leaned into him, the heat of his body and the slight spice of his cologne nearly bringing you to tears with how Ted it was. 

Ted let you cling to him as long as you wanted, which truly could have been forever if you didn't still owe the man an apology. You leaned back to cup his face as his hands slid from rubbing soothing circles on your back to resting on your waist. 

"I am so sorry my period turns me into such an asshole," you said sincerely and Ted blanched.

"THAT'S what the problem was? Oh darling you should have just said, I would have known to take ya with a grain of salt instead of containing to argue, I'm so-"

"No no no, it was all me. Well. All me and my period hormones. I'll hear no apologies from you."

Ted laughed and nodded, leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose, then both cheeks and finally your lips. You wanted to deepen the kiss immediately, slip your tongue against his, and just melt into him but you held yourself back, knowing you couldn't finish what you started. But it didn't stop the growing heat in your core. The oven beeped and you broke away so Ted could attend to it. You hopped up on the kitchen island to stay close to him. 

"Whatcha makin'?"

"Ah," Ted scratched the back of his head as he removed his oven mitts, "apology brownies."

"Ted!" You exclaimed with a teasing grin. "You knew you had nothing to apologize for and you didn't even know I was coming over!"

" Well, a little birdy told me you were having a bad day and I was fully prepared to bring them to you."

"Oh, Henry," you smiled, "you raised a very sweet boy you know?"

Ted slotted himself between your legs and you wrapped yourself around him easily. "I do know. And now that I know what the problem is, brownies seem like they were an appropriate choice. But is there anything else you need? Massage, heating pad, painkillers… ?"

You sighed, your cheek pressed against his chest, "I’d never say no to any of those, especially if the heating pad is you." Ted chuckled and you could feel the low vibration as much as you could hear it, "but honestly the worst part is being unbearably horny and not being able to do much about it."

"Says who?”

You say up to look at him, confused by the question. " What do you mean says who? "

"I mean," Ted responded, his voice suddenly low. He began to press hot, open-mouthed kisses on your neck in between words as he answered, "Who says there's not much you can do about it?"

Even with Ted's distracting caresses and the ever-present tingling at your clit, period sex still wasn't crossing your mind. "I mean getting off with toys can be such a production and then there’s getting a towel, and I hate getting my hands dirty, personally..." Ted was listening, but he had also made his way down to your chest, kissing the swell of your best before nipping lightly and drawing a sharp whimper from you.

"Well then aren't you lucky you've got a partner that doesn't mind getting his hands dirty," Ted grinned, "amongst other things." He shifted his hips to punctuate his point and you could feel his growing bulge against the inside of your thigh. You nearly drooled with how much you wanted him, but he could sense there was still some resistance there.

"I take it you’ve never gotten down and dirty during your time of the month,” Ted questioned gently, rubbing his large hands up your thighs as you smirked and rolled your eyes at this phrasing. “We don’t have to do anything if you’re not comfortable, but if you’d like some help I am a more than willing party.” 

“You don’t think it’s gross?” Your curiosity was betraying your interest and Ted smiled, shaking his head no. 

“Absolutely not. I don’t want to get overly technical, but I’ve never said no to some extra lubrication.” You laughed, loudly pushing him off of you playfully. “Here’s what I’m suggesting. You go do whatever you need to make yourself comfy, no questions asked. Meanwhile, I will go prep the bed, lay down a towel, and we'll pretend that your period absolutely does not exist. And then we’ll shower and eat apology brownies.” 

You grinned, accepting Ted proffered hands and sliding off the counter. “If I wasn't so hideously horny I’d argue some more, but you make a compelling argument, sir.” Ted led you down the hall to the bathroom, dropping you off at the door. 

“I sure thought so,” Ted agreed, planting a firm smack on your butt as you turned around, “go, team.” You gasped in surprise as you clenched against nothing and heard him chuckle as he walked away. 

You were feeling more confident with Ted's reassurance, so you entered the bedroom in just your black boyshorts and you thought Ted’s eyes might roll out of his head. You pretended like you didn’t notice, instead directing your attention to the towels he had hidden under a red blanket. Looking over at him you thought about teasing him for overdoing it but you knew it was all to make you as worry-free as possible; besides his pupils were blown with lust and you didn’t want to delay his affection any longer by being a tease. You gestured him to you, sliding your hands under his henley and pulling it over his head before wrapping your arms around his neck. He swayed with you gently before pressing his lips to yours and letting his hands roam. He let out a little oof of surprise when you quickly turned him and pushed him onto the bed. 

“Someone’s feeling more excited, huh,” Ted grinned and you nodded, clambering over him and pressing kisses to his exposed chest. You made your way up his neck to speak directly into his ear. 

“You make me feel so excited. And special. And loved. And understood.” You punctuated your points with lips and nips and kisses until he was writhing under you. Now it was his turn to flip you, working your boyshorts down your hips. He leaned down and pressed a kiss below your belly button, but you stopped him before he could go any further. “No teasing, Teddy, I need you.” 

Ted flitted his eyes up at you, dark and hungry. “No teasing,” he agreed, sitting back to kick his sweatpants off and stroke his length a few times, and you moaned just watching him. He used the tip of himself to tease your clit and if he had done it for a few more seconds you were sure you would come. But Ted wasn’t going to make you ask twice, and he could tell from your face that very little preparation was needed. He aligned himself with your entrance and took his time sliding into place. The feeling was intense and so fulfilling that it almost brought tears to your eyes that you hadn’t been doing this every month. This was exactly the feeling you were seeking when you were out-of-your-mind period-horny. Ted’s hips were stilled, pressed tightly into yours as he paused to check in. 

“You feel so good, baby, you okay? We can stop if you—”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” you cut him off through gritted teeth and he laughed, “Please fuck me, baby. Please.”

“Okay, okay I got you,” Ted soothed, sliding almost all the way out before driving in with purpose. Nothing about your period was on your mind, not the mess, not the cramps, nothing but your impending orgasm and the delicious stretch of Ted inside you, the heat of him above you, the praise he spilled into the crook of your neck. Ted’s pace was steady, but so tender, his hips angled so he brushed against your clit with every stroke and you knew you were going to come embarrassingly quick. “Ted, fuck, baby, I’m gonna—” 

Ted heard you loud and clear and adjusted his position so one hand was free to bring his thumb against your incredibly sensitive clit. You wrapped your arms around Ted’s middle bringing him in close and sinking your teeth into his shoulder to try to contain the force of your orgasm and Ted cursed as he followed you over the edge with surprise. He hadn’t even been that close, but he didn’t stand a chance against the sharp pain of your bite combined with the hard clench and rhythm of your orgasm. 

“Shit,” Ted exhaled as he moved to keep from crushing you, surreptitiously cleaning himself off on the blanket underneath while your eyes were still shut and your chest heaving. “I thought I could get you to at least two, but you feel too damn good, darlin’.” 

You laughed, rolling into him and nuzzling against his side, “Well if you join me in the bath I bet we can get one more.” 

“Deal,” Ted laughed, peppering you with kisses before leaving you to run the bath. 

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some brief explanations off the top of my head below the cut! take some fine details with a grain of salt because my memory's not pristine. some very obvious stuff i am also not explaining

1st tier is self explanatory its all the stuff rtvs is known for

1.5 having "wayne is not his real name" is kind of a joke because that fact repeatedly surprises people in chat every once in a while. addendum for the "lore" of that being that wayne just used a picture of wayne brady as a profile pic on steam when he was a teen and it led to people calling him wayne as a nickname, thus leading to his current username

tier 2:

where do we begin: THE rtvs podcast. i feel like everyone knows about it but also i see people being surprised that they have a podcast so it wasnt quite fit for tier 1

pol martin: and his microwave cooking, born of various vhs viewingz

balls cam: the reoccurring joke of "when will wayneradiotv do a balls cam?"

jazz is a misogynist: refers to the fact that wayne's pet bird jazz hates it when women are in wayne's house and is violent towards them, leading to wayne deciding that jazz is either a misogynist or simply a gay bird

summoning demons: the channel point reaction available on wayne's channel. it has not been noticed much as of late but isn't really a deep cut so it goes here

is baaulp even gay? is he?

fester's quest: stream that wayne did right before covid hit worldwide where he dressed up as uncle fester, raced an uncle fester game against trog, and promoted head and shoulders in an actual sponsorship

butler sir obsession: reoccurring jokes courtesy of moupi

cyberkidz: a potentially european "lost media" show that rtvs did a full viewing of in the series not for broadcast. here is part 1

slog: fucked up ai copy of trog's voice introduced in the behind the scenes for the gnome streams. example of him.

pjackk cooking rtvs dogs: he used to do this a lot

BBVRAI: refers to the breaking bad but the ai is self aware stream, which was intentionally vague to serve as a hlvrai 2 tease. once the stream actually started people got very mad especially redditors and it was funny. and then they announced hlvrai 2 anyway

tier 3:

a.i.ron chef: classic wayne stream. heres a lovely edit by user lokos

scorpy face reveal gaslighting incident: oh boy. basically during the first cyberkidz stream, there was an extra account that popped up in the call midway through, which started playing a low quality video of a mysterious man eating soup or cereal or something. this ended up being scorpy, who did a face reveal like a few days later to confirm it was him, but during the cyberkidz stream specifically nobody acknowledged him. people in chat started to freak out thinking there was a hacker in the call or some shit, and once it was revealed it was scorpy, people got mad at rtvs for doing a bit where they simply pretended to be oblivious about something. i remember some people saying it was traumatising and that rtvs was gaslighting them. this was during the back end of 2020, which is why this was discourse at all

wayne nudist run: the end of the wayneremembrance stream. the actual deep lore here is the fact that for months wayne had talked about getting ready to move out, and throughout the remembrance stream, acted as though he hadnt yet. this was setup for the end of the stream which features him running in a fake naked suit outside his new house in the empty streets of texas in the middle of the night. i actually regret not titling this one "#whitemanlostintexas", a tag that briefly trended on twitter after this happened. people also got mad about this trending if i remember correctly.

markiplier is a leech: references the fact that markiplier once used wayne's fallout 4 video in a try not to laugh challenge without crediting wayne. and he didnt even laugh at the video. thus, there is a blood feud between the two.

when will wayne finish LISA?: was a joke for a while after wayne never finished streaming the famed rpgmaker title, after he had promised to finish it. people sometimes bring it up in chat like years after as a joke.

rtvs lives: the series trog hosts sometimes

bardin: refers to this song which would get mediashared on some of the later ai dungeon streams quite frequently

chocolate isn't candy: a debate between mira and wayne that originated long before the chuck e cheese debate. put a pin in this one.

tv head scorpy: referring to the typical depiction of scorpy before his face reveal

caine dansand: one of wayne's alerts, a video of a dogy. fun fact: the title is romanian and translates to "dog dancing to manele LOL" manele being a romanian music genre

mariobluegloves.info: i was about to link it until i realised that the site is now dead! it WAS a site of various images of mario with blue gloves featuring very vibrant css

sout park theme song: wayne is the noah in this screenshot

oh its nemo: refers to a story wayne has told on stream at least 4 times where as a child he was at a friend's house and was at the computer, where said friend's mom was checking emails. she clicked on a slideshow of baby pictures with random red dots on the images and the final image was one of nemo from finding nemo with a dot in his eye, which when clicked, led to a screamer of the girl from the exorcist. wayne cites this as his reason for despising screamers as a very scared child

erarg is ryu from streets: referencing this video

waynerpiss saga: referring to twitch banning his piss emote. i am pretty sure it still exists on his channel, simply reversed to read "ssip" nowadays, which was perfectly acceptable to the same twitch moderation that banned the piss sign

tier 3.5:

ytp forums backstory + baaulp keysmash: covered in wdwb episode 5 questions segment — basically just how most people in rtvs met. baaulp keysmashed all his usernames as a teen and "baaulp" happened to be the one he used on said forums

tier 4:

awooga: refers to an alert either gir or scorpy (both i think, actually) had for a period of time that was a recording of lauren going "awooga" on loop that increasingly got louder

donkey factory: video that cannot be referenced on twitch.

human dog keychain: status symbols of the radio and tv

bound to mine: wayne's musical masterpiece which is unlisted on his channel, for some reason. here's the link.

moupi is an english major: explained in the behind the scenes gnome vids stream

the gorilla seems a little stressed out: wayne accidentally triggers his kingdom hearts soundboard while he is acting as a monkey, and it makes him cry. its good

pepper steak: the song from off, a frequent mediashare in the summer of 2020

do you like games?: dead rtvs podcast that got 2 episodes. i think you can listen to it on any place that has the normal wdwb podcast listing. logmore makes a great joke about the band DEVO being buried at E3

woods stream: term used to refer to a hypothetical livestream of hiking in the woods

moupi streams: old streams moupi did that were very compressed and slow on account of his terrible computer. here i will also shout out the ouyster stream he did after hacking scorpy's channel for real

joffrey: wayne's lost son, part of many old streams

headhunter's iliad: comic logmore made as an entry for a contest, which you can read in full here

hatsune mira: before mimi mira was often represented as hatsune miku in fanart, upon her own request

amazon dark stream: please watch this edit of it. its one of my favorite rtvs videos in the world and nobody knows about it. the artistic process behind it is covered in wayneremembrance i think

gordon ramsay audio sting

baaulp's meat room: the guest bedroom in baaulp's house that is apparently very cold with a very tough bed. it has earned the nickname "the meat room" on account of. seeming more befitting for meat than a human being. i forget if there's also a story about his family actually keeping meat in there or if that was just a joke someone made about it. i think it's explained during one of the chulip streams

tier 5:

the pope: figure from rtvs past. old man with a job who hung out with rtvs as teens and bought them steam games. there was apparently an incident involving this guy's credit card. i think this is the most anyone knows about 'the pope'

wayne anti-italian sentiments: saying an uncouth word

pig fetish asks: this explains itself. theres other posts around featuring other responses.

gnome series title change: pretty sure it went through at least two changes? it was initially titled "half life alyx but the gnome is self aware" and wayne changed it to better hit the youtube algo

i am a poop streamer: german man who was streaming from his xbox had tts on and rtvs found his stream and started spamming things in his chat. this man had the option to turn this setting off at any time. he did not. view the experience here

gamesir: this being so low is a recency bias thing actually pardon me. anyway i think wayne explained he bought one of these gamesir things to play splatoon better because he could not beat children at it normally

trog clone hero streams + log art streams: genre of streams done back around 2020, which i put mostly as nostalgiabait for myself

xbox/playstation scorpy: before tv head scorpy we had console themed scorpy and i think one person drew nsfw art of him within this context. yet again 2020 was a strange time

tom and jerry hottest sex scene gaslighting: similar to the scorpy face reveal one, wayne played this video over an ad which "spontaneously" played over one of his ai dungeon streams and he played it off obliviously. people in chat got mad at him and called it gaslighting

rtvs hall of fame document vandlism: see for yourself

mira's podcast: another dark horse favorite of mine. remember the chocolate is candy thing? this is that discussion.

tier 6:

for the first one copying my tags from eaerlier

benrey makeship controversy: very briefly. during the benrey plushie campaign a bunch of people got mad at wayne for partnering with makeship which at the time i think had weird alternate history plushies from another creator on its site and people got very mad about that with some people calling wayne fash for it. yet again 2020 times

you're making sony vegas lag: this is explained in an rtvs lives and the original sekiro chuck e cheese stream. cant be assed to find a timestamp ill do it later but this involves ytp steam chat spam and a "notable pooper" getting mad at rtvs for said spam

caveman arg: this is covered in wayneremembrance, basically there was a little arg wayne did to set up gub gar

homestuck adult fanfiction: video frequently referenced by rtvs, which gets stuck in my head regularly

can baaulp say gringo?: baaulp once said the word gringo to refer to white people and this started up discourse about a) whether baaulp was white b) whether he was allowed to say gringo c) if it was offensive that he said gringo and i think there was like a callout post against him made for this

wayneradiotv is too woke: yet again explained in wayneremembrance, basically a bunch of people made fun of wayne and were like praying for his twitch downfall because he wasnt bigoted enough. very early on in his twitch career

honorary mention of things i wanted to add but forgot:

wayne utauloid that used custom voice samples

wayne's polish ancestry

log is his real name

who woulge being a holly post

scorpy's rocco botte obsession

the microsoft zune

among other things.

attempt at an rtvs iceberg. some tiers can be swapped but influx of new fans + compilation vid trend has made it a bit more difficult to generalize this lol

[fbfh]

rocks at your window pt. 12 - ricky bowen x reader

disclaimer: this series contains smut and chapter by chapter warnings, so as with all nsfw works, ricky is aged up to 18+!! ricky and reader are 18 and in their senior year. additionally, ricky begins to desplay more symptoms of mental illness and bpd but he does get therapy and has a good support system. Obviously I'm not a professional and this is for entertainment so while I have done my research pls take this with a grain of salt!! or several!! /lh

!! contains some spoilers for season 1 of hsmtmts, and previous chapters of this fic !!

wc: 5k

genre: mild hurt/lotta comfort, smut, feels

pairing: ricky bowen x (afab she/her) reader

warnings: post show depression, more backstory for reader, brief mentions of gifted kid burnout and rediscovering your love for theatre, more fake texts, ricky is down ba-a-a-a-ad, classic Hot Boy Climbing Through Your Window moment, heart to heart convos, smut, body worship, clit sucking n fingering, penetrative sex, emotional 'i love you' sex, ricky begging <3, possible cliff hanger?? (BUT NOT BAD I PROMISE)

summary: it's late at night and you're reflecting on your experience performing high school musical the musical with all your fellow wildcats when someone shows up, throwing rocks at your window, and thinking the exact same thing.

song recs: rocks - imagine dragons, end of all things - panic at the disco, I hear a symphony - cody fry, fuck it I love you - lana del rey, tell me that you love me - victorious cast, where do we go from here - amelie obc, I can't handle change - roar

a/n: this is the last chapter of rocks. I got so emotional writing this and I sincerely hope yall enjoy. also before anyone asks YES I'm planning a sequel about season 2 but it's curretnly tba. I hope you cry when you hear rocks by imagine dragons and get flustered as FUCK when you hear tell me that you love me by the victorious cast because Ricky Bowen needs to be told I love you to cum it's canon Tim Federle told me so. Fangz again to Cici for proof reading and fangz to you guys for reading <3 send in Ricky asks lol

tags @yesv01 @hopefullhearts @thatawkwardlittlefangirl @afidiofobia @aliyahsutherland @pikzel @demirunner @brinaslittlefreak @girlfriendwhoseawitch @matiere-detoiles @ifilwtmfc @uselesssapphickitten @nxstalgicnxbxdy @ggclarissa @n-slayaaaaa @stormi-ames @rainforest-daisies @sunshineangel-reads

The show is over, midterms are over, now it’s Friday night and you can’t sleep. It’s one of a handful of Fridays over the past few months that you haven’t spent at rehearsal, and no matter how many times they roll around, it still feels weird. You chalk it up to routine, muscle memory, but part of you still worries you’ll be late when you see it’s past 6pm. You miss the El Rey, you miss the auditorium and rehearsal room at school, you miss circle time with Miss Jenn and all your friends. Post show depression always sucks, but after everything that happened during High School Musical, how intense things got, the letdown is worse than usual. 

Even all the fun things Miss Jenn had planned to keep everyone’s spirits up until the next show gets announced are all over. You’d spent a week with your friends learning a song about winter Ashlyn wrote and Gina and Carlos choreographed so everyone could do a flashmob for the new East High theatre department’s instagram page. Miss Jenn got everyone together to make some content in advance to post before the break, but you finished your last take of the flashmob after school today. New Year’s isn’t until later this week, so you’ve finally reached the wasteland between closing one show and starting another. 

“Hey,” your mom says softly from your doorway, and you look up from where you’re sitting on your bed. You greet her quietly, flipping through your playbill from the show, still wearing your cast shirt. You have a few open hat boxes in front of you, adorned in light florals and other delicate patterns and designs. Each one of them is full to the brim with playbills, confetti, and other mementos from past shows, except the one in front of you, which still has some room left in it. 

Your mom walks over to you, watching your expression closely as you flip through your playbill, not wanting to put it away just yet. She rests her hand on your back, rubbing her thumb affectionately before tucking the tag of your shirt back into the neck. You both know what’s coming. You think back to the deal you made with her after your dad left. You didn’t realize until months after how much you’d been struggling with everything. Your mom discussed dropping out of the show you were in, even though you were so close to opening night, and you’d refused. You’re not the type to drop out of a show you’ve spent months rehearsing for just because of some struggles in your personal life. 

Your mom could see clear as day how you weren’t having fun like you used to, how burnt out you were going to get if you kept up like that. What kind of mother would she be if she just let you do that to yourself? Once you’d found a new house and a new job out in Utah, you came to the agreement that you’d take a break for the summer. After that, if you wanted to do theatre again, you could do a show at your new school - nothing high pressure, or competitive and catty, or overly professional. After that, if you still want to, you can return back to professional theatre after you graduate. 

“So?” she says softly. Your chest squeezes, and you’re so grateful that you’ve been able to feel and see and do and experience every single thing you love about theatre so much. There had been no high stakes, nothing riding on you and your ability to perform. It was just fun. Passion. A passion you don’t know if you’ll ever be able to let go of. 

“I want to do the next show.” You say, without a trace of reservation. She smiles softly, looking down at you. She hasn’t seen you like this, so much like yourself, in years. You’re glowing and at peace, and she has never, ever been happier to see it. After everything the two of you have been through, the divorce - and the events leading up to it - she remembers this is what she’s been fighting for, the goal she’s been working toward; seeing you happy and thriving. She had a hunch that high school theatre was exactly what you needed, and now she thanks her lucky stars she was right.  

You don’t talk about what you’re going to do after the next show, it’s not quite time to worry about that yet. There’s no need to rush anything, especially when it comes to stuff like this. You’re sure that when it comes time to make a decision, you’ll know in your heart what the right one will be. But even just from looking at you, even if you don’t know yet, your mom has another hunch that you’ll be back in New York, lighting up every stage on Broadway at some point. She presses a kiss to your forehead, rubbing your back again as you finally, reluctantly place your playbill in the open hat box in front of you. 

“Try to get some rest, sweetie.” 

She goes off to bed, and now you really have nothing to do. You sigh as you organize your hat boxes back on the top shelf of your closet, in the order you usually keep them in. You look around, deciding to clean your room. You run down to the kitchen to get a trash bag, then return to your room. You dig through all the scented candles you’ve been hoarding and pick out a nice smelling one to light, then put something on Netflix for some background noise. You start by folding your laundry, then pick up any stray trash. Usually cleaning your room gives you time to think, but you’re not really thinking much of anything now. You’re grateful for the break. 

You move from task to task, losing track of time as Netflix continues to autoplay. You pause what you’re doing for a second, trying to figure out why two characters are arguing. You’ve barely been paying attention, but are still managing to follow the plot for the most part. During that moment of stillness, you hear your phone buzz with a text. You pick it up, shocked at how late it is, how quickly the time got away from you. It also makes you wonder who could be texting you so late. It’s Ricky. That makes sense, you think. You wonder what he’s doing up so late as you open the message. 

You set your phone on the windowsill, then head towards your closet to try and make some sense of it. You’re not sure how it got to be such a hot mess - in all fairness, it’s not really that messy. You just need a project to work on. You straighten up your hanging clothes, refold all your jeans and folded sweaters, then reorganize it by color. Or maybe cut. You’re not sure yet. You make a mental note to rewatch Tidying Up with Marie Kondo later for more ideas. 

You decide to revisit that in a few minutes, instead turning to all the pillows and blankets hidden on the floor of your closet. You adjust them, remembering the first time you’d shown your nap hole to Ricky. Your mind wanders idly, recounting all the things that have happened since then. You really hope that in spite of everything, Ricky had a good time performing. A part of you really hopes he’s going to do more shows. He’s so talented, and he has so much natural potential. After what he’s been through, it would make total sense if he never wanted to do theatre again, but a part of you silently hopes that he’s grown to love it the way you do. 

Thunk. 

You turn your head suddenly, wondering if you’d imagined the small noise. You glance back at the window, and see you left your phone there. You figure it was a notification or something. When you press the power button to check, you’re met with the words no new notifications on your lock screen. 

Thunk.

Something moves in the corner of your vision, followed by another noise, then another.

Thunk- crack! 

Your brow furrows as you stare at the hairline fracture left in the glass of your window. You try to peer down, but it’s so dark you can’t really see anything. You open your window up wide, lifting the latch and popping out the screen. You lean your head out just enough to look down, but it’s still too dark. You turn on your phone flashlight and hold tight to your popsocket, angling the beam down, only to be met with Ricky. 

He’s holding a small plastic bag and a handful of rocks to throw until he gets your attention. He waves up at you awkwardly, and you laugh, covering your mouth to not make too much noise. It sounds beautiful. Everything you do is always so beautiful, he’s not sure why he’s still surprised when you take his breath away effortlessly. His stomach twists for a moment, and he hopes he gives you butterflies like you give him all the time. He looks up at you, and leaning down from your window like this, he thinks you’d make a really good Juliet. He’s not sure if you’ve done any Shakespeare before, but he makes a mental note to ask. 

You watch from above as he holds the plastic bag in his mouth and starts climbing up the tree next to your house. You lose sight of him for a moment, until he reappears on the lattice on the side of your house. He’s careful not to disturb the ivy slowly growing its way up in spite of the cold weather. You laugh in disbelief, watching him climb through your window until he’s standing in front of you. It feels like something out of a movie, and your heart is pounding in your chest. 

“You could have used the door…” you laugh. 

“Well,” he shrugs, “I wanted to shake it up a little.” He smiles at you, pulling something out of the bag. 

“I brought you coffee.” He pulls a to go cup out of the bag, handing it to you. He’s hopeful it will make you happy, and the way your eyes light up when you accept the drink is worth the stranger looks he got from the barista for ordering espresso at 11 at night. He takes out his drink, throwing the empty plastic bag in your garbage. You look up at him with those pretty eyes and his stomach flips. You move closer, pressing a kiss to his lips, one he leans into. 

“Thanks,” you say after pulling away, sending him the most blinding, dazzling smile. He’s been inside you more times than he can count, and your kisses still make his head all fuzzy. He lets out a soft laugh, feeling a little high from your attention. He sits on your bed, watching you as you sit backwards on your desk chair. You both sip your drinks, and it’s quiet for a moment. 

“Couldn’t sleep?” you ask. He lets out a breathy laugh, surprised at how well you can read him. 

“It… still feels weird not being at rehearsal.” he says, thinking out loud. You nod in silent understanding of everything left unsaid. You chuckle lightly.

“Yeah, post show depression will really kick your ass.” He laughs, feeling called out at your words. 

“Yeah…” he agrees. When Nini dumped him, he felt like there was a sinkhole in his chest. Then after that, when she left, when she just walked out on him and his dad, he felt like he was going to cave in. Then he met you. You didn’t make him stop missing her or Nini, but you gave him something to lean on. You helped him realize he had something else to think about - the show. Now he doesn’t think about Nini nearly as much as he used to; that wound is starting to heal. As for the other thing, long as he doesn’t let himself think about her or Todd, as long as he keeps moving, he’s sort of okay. 

But now he’s feeling a new kind of emptiness. He doesn’t like goodbyes, he never has, so even though he knew closing night would be hard, he didn’t expect it to hurt this much. He didn’t expect himself to grow so familiar with the soundtrack and the script, running lines and remembering blocking. He didn’t expect to miss being called Troy so much. 

“I didn’t ever expect to love theatre, or love you, as much as I do,” he muses. You glance down, face flushed from his words. He gives you butterflies so effortlessly, it’s really amazing. 

“I love you too,” you smile, taking another sip of your drink. He giggles - actually giggles - at your words. 

“So,” you continue, “you liked it? Doing the show, I mean. I know there were some ups and downs but-” 

“I loved it.”

He smiles, and you both laugh, light and bubbling over your shared adoration of each other and the experiences you just shared. 

"I really, really loved it." He breathes, distracted for a moment as he remembers it all. "I just… I didn't expect to be so sad after?" 

You spin a little in your seat, taking another sip as you listen. 

"Like, I spent so much time learning how to become Troy, learning all the lines and blocking and choreo and now I'm never going to get to do that again."

"Yeah," you agree, looking down. "I mean, that's the beauty of theatre; it's always fleeting, but there's always going to be another show."

You can see him soaking in your words, really letting them in. It doesn't mitigate his sadness, but you don't expect it to. You get up from where you’re spinning side to side on your desk chair and sit next to him on your bed, placing your coffee on the night table. You wrap your arm around him, resting your head on his shoulder. You don’t say anything, and you don’t need to. Your presence is more comforting than words could be. Maybe it’s the sweet smell of your peachy perfume, maybe it’s the way you’re so consistent in his life, but he’s reminded in a rush of the first night you spent together. Memories replay like flashbacks in his mind, and after a moment, he turns his head toward you. 

His face is so close to yours, and it’s obvious what he’s thinking from the bedroom eyes he’s giving you, flicking between yours and your lips. It happens so suddenly, your heart barely has time to pound before he’s pressing his lips to yours in a deep kiss. Ricky needs a distraction from the ache in his chest. He needs something else to do, something else to think about, something else that makes him happy. He can’t think of something better to focus on than you. He deepens the kiss as you hold on to him tight, loving the way you always melt under his touch. You sigh against him, giggling as he works your lips open, slipping his tongue into your mouth. 

He climbs on top of you as his hands move down. He takes his time, feeling you up, obsessing over every part of you until he gets to your thighs. He gropes your pretty thighs that he wants so badly to put his face between, not missing the way you were squirming a moment ago, already needy for some friction. He slots himself between your legs as he presses kisses into your neck, adoring the pretty sighs and noises you let out. He squeezes your thighs in his hands, before pulling you flat on your back with him hovering on top of you. The sudden change in position makes your heart race, and you can feel your cunt getting hot and puffy with arousal. The expression on your face makes it so worth it, he thinks, watching it grow even more flustered as he moves down. He pulls off your shirt and presses kisses between your tits. He plays with them, squeezing and running his thumbs over your hardened nipples in little circles. No matter how many times he sees them, it always feels like the first time, when all he could say was Wow. Oh my god. Wow. You let out a choked noise at the feeling, one he reciprocates, moaning into the soft flesh he has in his mouth.

“Fuck, Ricky…” you breathe, watching him closely as he moves down, trailing kisses along your stomach, squeezing your waist and hips, finally tugging off your bottoms. He trails his fingers over your panties for a moment, taking in how pretty they look on you, how much he loves to see that little wet spot growing bigger and bigger. He throbs as he takes them off, and you watch with wide eyes as he opens your legs a bit more. 

“There we go,” he says softly, and your pussy pulses in anticipation of his touch. He spreads you open, taking a moment to take in how pretty your pussy is, how nice you look all spread open for him like this. It’s a shorter moment than he would have liked, he just can’t resist you, he can’t wait to press soft kisses to your heat, to flick his tongue over your clit, to make you feel good. He won’t wait any longer, doing just that, listening to every noise that escapes your pretty lips like a breathtaking song. He traces a finger around your dripping hole, fluttering and desperate for contact. 

As he works his first finger in, he can't help but feel like he's home. You're so tight around just one finger, he wonders how you're always able to take all of him. The thought makes his stomach flutter with anticipation. He pumps his finger in and out gently, feeling you get wetter around him as you get used to the sensation. He continues licking and sucking on your clit, pulsing in his mouth, as he does. You taste amazing, and he wants more and more. 

"Fuck, Ricky…" you sigh, and it's like music to his ears. He pushes his second finger in, and moans against your clit as he feels your tight walls stretch and relax to accommodate him. You let out a sharp gasp, throbbing erratically against his tongue. He scissors his fingers, breath hitching as you stretch around him. 

“Oh my god,” you choke out in a breathy sigh, “Ricky…” 

He loses all his progress as you clamp around him, bucking into his mouth as you cum around his fingers. He pauses for a moment, dizzy from the sensation, that he did that to you, made you feel that good. You tug on his hair, and before you can even ask, he knows. You want more of him, want him inside you. He climbs up on top of you. You tear his clothes off, throwing them on the floor, not wanting to waste a moment. His cock throbs, almost painfully hard, and he can’t wait any longer. He needs to be inside you more than anything. He lets out a jagged sigh, pumping his cock in anticipation. He’s so ready, more ready than he’s ever been to be welcomed back into your wet, hot, tight embrace. 

He finally begins to nudge his cock inside you. He chokes at how easily it goes in, how you seem to pull him deeper and deeper inside you. You’re ready for him, even more so than usual from how hard he made you cum a few minutes before. He can feel you suck him up inside you, gripping and squeezing him just right. Each time you let him inside, each time you let him stretch out your perfect, dripping cunt, it always feels unimaginably better than the last. Every single time, he thinks that this, you, have to be the best he’ll ever have. And every single time, he’s right. You feel so good, so indescribably good, a part of him wants to cum right on the spot. 

“Fuck, I love you…” He chokes out, voice breathy. And he means it. God, does he mean it. He says it right as he pushes his cock inside you, filling you up in the most delicious way, knocking the breath out of your lungs in tandem. You try to say it back, you want to say it back, but his tongue is already shoved down your throat as he covers your mouth with deeper and deeper kisses. He’s insatiable, not ever getting as much of you as he needs to satisfy what he’s craving. 

He starts moving, unable to wait, unable to stop himself from pistoning his cock as deep inside you as he can get it. He drags his cock against your gummy walls, the friction already making you both dizzy. He keeps going, rutting his hips into yours, moaning into your mouth. He cages you in with his arms, resting his hands on your cheeks as he gazes into your eyes. He’s so in love with you, so fucking in love with you. You’re… his world. You’re his everything. Everything he does revolves around you; he’s not the main character in his story, you are. 

He would move mountains for you, overcome anything, travel any distance just for you, to be in your arms. He loves you so much it almost hurts, and he knows he’s never felt more relief than he did on opening night, when he finally, finally told you everything he feels for you. He was so sick of biting it back, of worrying about timing, if you would say it back, if he could even say it at all. He can’t remember ever being happier than he was when he finally said fuck it, and spilled his guts to you. Right here, right now, he can feel the little bulge he’s making in your tummy. He can feel where your bodies are touching and squishing together, and he can feel you wrap your legs around him to pull him even closer. He didn’t think he could be any more crazy over you than he already is, but all of this, all of you is driving him to even higher heights than he could imagine. 

It’s overwhelming, and he moans, long and low into your mouth. There’s no other way to express what you make him feel than through his beautiful moans, like music to your ears, or telling you that he loves you every chance he gets, with his last breath he’ll be telling you again and again. He presses kisses to your cheek, moving down to your neck, taking in your sweet scent. God, he doesn’t think he’s ever wanted anyone this badly. He doesn’t think he’s wanted anyone or anything as much as he wants you. He’s so attracted to you, drawn to you in an almost primal way that leaves him rutting his hips into yours, grinding into your clit to get as close as possible, moaning shamelessly into your neck. It sends jolts of electricity through you, lighting you up like a powergrid. 

His breath hits your skin in steady, warm puffs. He lets out another moan as you scratch your nails down his back. Your hand tangles in his hair and tugs it just right, making him throb inside you. He knows in this moment that no one can ever make him feel this good, no one else can do what you do to him. He can feel himself getting closer and closer as he sucks bruises into your neck, leaving constellations of love bites across your perfect skin. Even though he’s holding you as tight as he can, drawing noises out of you that no one else has had the privilege of hearing, and it makes his head spin, he needs more. 

He finally pulls away from your neck, resting his forehead against yours. You lean up to kiss him, and even though he’s aching for you, he doesn't kiss you. Not quite yet. Instead, he looks into your eyes so deeply, so intensely, with such a burning hunger that you feel like you’re being fused together. He’s still panting, this time your warm breaths fan over each other’s faces as he really soaks in everything about you, how pretty you look in his arms like this - and fuck, you’re pretty. 

“I’m close, peach,” he pants, sending even more heat to your core, making you squeeze around him as he presses a burning kiss to your lips; one you accept eagerly.  

“‘M so close,” he says again between kisses, “Can- fuck- can you say it for me? Can you tell me? Please, peach, I need to hear it, need to hear you say it…” he rambles, drunk on you and p=-

You’re trying your best, but it would be a lot easier if everything he was saying and doing didn’t render you breathless and unable to do anything but moan and writhe beneath him. 

“I love you, Ricky,” you choke out, desperate and sincere. You finally connect your lips, only for him to moan into your mouth. It’s loud and shameless and has you teetering on the precipice. “Love you so much, so fucking much,” you continue to babble as he buries his face in your neck, moaning so much he almost can’t register what you’re saying. He’s glad you’re saying it anyway. 

He can barely register how close he is before he cums. It’s hard and sudden, and he’s barely able to hear your sweet words over the blood pounding in his ears. You let out a noise he thought only existed in porn, following closely behind him. Your legs shake around him as you grab him as tight as you can, desperate for something to hold onto. You squeeze him in a vice grip as you let out the most beautiful whines and moans, and it’s enough to make him dizzy. Just your noises alone are almost enough to make him hard again - which he probably would be, if you hadn’t just milked his cock completely dry. You stay like that for a moment, letting yourself be filled up with him, letting himself be squeezed tight by your throbbing walls. He can feel your heartbeat in your soft cunt, and he lets out a shuddering sigh at the feeling. He mutters sweet nothings into your ear, rambling about every good thing he feels for you. He doesn’t think he could shut up if he tried - he usually can’t when it comes to you. He presses more and more kisses to your skin as you mutter sweet nothings back, rubbing your hand over the red marks you’d left on his back, playing with his hair. You take your time coming down from this, letting yourselves be right here and now, in each other’s arms. 

Eventually, he pulls out more reluctantly than he’s done anything. You manage to clean up enough to fall back into bed, into each other’s arms. In those few moments, you glance around at the several unfinished cleaning tasks you’d started earlier. You shrug them off, telling yourself you’ll finish them later. As you’re welcomed into Ricky’s warm embrace, you think this is way more fun than cleaning anyway. 

You settle into each other, getting comfortable as he holds you tight against his chest. You can feel the steady rise and fall of each other’s breathing, your heartbeats gradually slowing back down, the warmth pooling between you. In the quiet air surrounding you, you can feel the calm turn into a sort of melancholy. You trace your fingers over his skin as he takes solace in you. Everything about you is so comforting, he can’t deny that you’re what’s kept him as centered as he’s been able to be. 

“Where do we go from here?” he asks.

His voice is quiet, breaking ripples into the glassy silence surrounding you, but you can hear the emotion wavering through it. You’re quiet for a moment, considering. You’re not quite sure if he means him and you, him and his dad, or the next audition. It doesn’t matter, you realize, because you’ll have his back through all of it. And he’ll have yours. 

“I dunno,” you start gently, and he holds onto your words, cherishing them like heirlooms, “but I do know one thing. Miss Jenn is announcing the next show in a few days, on New Year’s Eve. So, we should probably start thinking about audition music.” 

Just the briefest mention of auditions has him smiling at the memories from a few months ago, bursting in late with his guitar. At the time, he had only ever expected to remember that audition as the day he won Nini back. He never could have predicted what a different, more significant weight that would hold for him now. The mention of New Year’s Eve brings something else to mind as well. 

“Ashlyn’s having a New Year’s party, right?” 

“Yes!” you exclaim softly, “I totally forgot about that…” 

Ricky traces his thumb over your cheek as you discuss carpools and if you should bring drinks or cupcakes. He never knew he could feel this way, this warm, just from listening to someone talk. He doesn’t know what happens next. He doesn’t know what’s going to change, but he thinks he can handle it if he has you. He’s so wrapped up in you, so invested in the quiet little conversation you’re now having about sheet music and party outfits that he doesn’t notice his phone buzzing in the pocket of his jeans, strewn across your floor. After a moment it lights up with a new notification. 

1 missed call from Dr. Robert (therapist)

1 new voicemail from Dr. Robert (therapist) 

[happyinjection]

Hi! Do you know anything about the story & characters of High Card's novel? I really hope they will compile and release the whole novel as a book one day :(

I know a thing or two through osmosis lol, I haven't read them either. But I hope this helps.

Basically the novel tells Leo's backstory, a snippet of his relationship with Theodore, and how he ends up becoming the leader of current High Card (and the story of Vijay’s recruitment). Apparently despite his attitude Leo deeply trusts his subordinates! (Chris and Wendy in particular... now I'm sad again)

A large part of the novel takes place in Rummy College, and it tells a lot about Leo's friendship with another student named Kent Hargreeves (obvious inspo from Umbrella Academy ig, I love UA a lot so it's nice to see that I share similar tastes with Muno).

From what I gathered, Kent:

used to be Leo's dorm mate in room 0226? I think

introduced Leo to Poipheno

was of less fortunate upbringing, or had troubles at home

(spoiler tag) was a player holding The 2 of Hearts "Jelly Crawler"! I'm not sure what the card does, but considering the card's name and parallels with UA, I think it would be similar to what Ben Hargreeves could do

...In short, Kent is something like Leo's Finn before he actually meets Finn(?) haha. Here's the guy btw, but I'm sure you've seen some of the illusts.

About the compilation, I haven't seen them announcing one so far, but I'm sure they would, and preferably soon (because the story has been concluded). Up until now the only way you can access them is through buying physical copy of Newtype...

And that's all I know! Do take what I said with a grain of salt, and if any of you has actually read the novel please give us a hand here lol.

[obeiii-mee]

Mammon being greedy and constantly hoarding things away from all the others makes sense. That whole ‘scummy second born’ characteristic he has is what defines him as a demon and as a character. He’s the Embodiment of Greed. He does this shit all the time. The stealing, the lying, the gambling- all of it! Even his brothers seem to be under the impression that he doesn’t care about anyone else but himself. Which is just wrong, to put it in simple terms. Mammon does a lot for his family; they just fail to realise that.

Quite a few of the limited edition figurines and anime DVDs sitting on Levi’s shelf are from him, y’know? He made it seem like it was no big deal, that he found them lying around on the ground and he just happened to stumble across them and, out of the generosity of his own heart, handed them to his brother who was obviously excited to receive this kind of rare equipment. And the third born believed him because that sounds like a Mammon thing to do, since why else would he have such precious possessions within his reach? And give it to him no less, when he could’ve sold them for a lot of money??? In truth, Mammon probably went into debt trying to win these things and proceeded to spend weeks trying to get his hands on at least one so he could give the damn toy to his brother already. As an early birthday gift or something, idk what excuse he had in mind because he still has a reputation to uphold so he can’t be caught being a softie now, ya hear?!

Satan woke up with a cat in his room once. No tag, no owner. He swore that was the happiest day of his life simply because this random baby kitten found its way into his mess of a bedroom and he decided it was fate that such a wonderful thing were to happen. It took a while for Lucifer to agree but eventually he had to give in because Satan was being persistent, so he agreed on the condition that it’s just ONE cat and he better not come home to find a million of them sitting in the living room. Yeah, Mammon brought him that cat. He found it on the streets, in an empty alleyway or something, thought Satan might find it cute and then just…brought it home, I guess. And afterwards, he sneaked it into his brother’s room and pretended to act surprised the next day when its discovery was announced. He was also the one to convince Lucifer to let Satan keep it. Also, turns out the cat DID have an owner and Mammon just stole a pet, without even meaning to.

Asmo knows Mammon buys him make up kits and clothes from time to time. What he doesn’t know is that Mammon buys a lot of his jewellery too. To put it simply, the second eldest gets some really expensive looking-ass necklace, shoves it into a lower demon’s hands and tells him to go on and ‘give it to Asmo over there! He’s gonna love it, no need to thank me. You’re gonna earn some brownie points with the Avatar of Lust, good for you small, insignificant demon. Now just do it already!!’ Essentially, he’s too embarrassed to give these gifts himself but this is a regular occurrence that he forces onto others of lower status lol. Asmo comes home every time, flaunting this new gorgeous pair of earrings a fan of his gifted him and Mammon just goes ‘Whoa, that thing must be worth a fortune! Why dontcha hand it over to me, eh? C’mon, older brother privileges’ and the fifth born yells at him to stop being such a greedy asshole. The whole time he’s putting up a font so he doesn’t get found out because it would hurt his ego immensely if the others knew. Rinse and repeat after a couple of days….

The twins are easy because for Beel, all he needs to do is make him his favourite dish as often as possible and take him out to a few restaurants every once in a while to make him happy, which is good enough for Mammon, even if his wallet is screaming at him by the time they’re done. Belphie wouldn’t even notice this, but half of his pillows have either been ordered by Mammon on Akuzon or stolen from somewhere. I would be too afraid to ask where he stole such high quality pillows and blankets but yeah. Actually, those are two of the many things he does for the twins, the others including:

-Doing quite a bit of schoolwork for Belphie when he misses his classes (though he sometimes jokingly asks for compensation) or for Beel who stained his notes after salivating on them in class

-Sewing a few of Belphie’s pillows that he knows his brother used to like a lot before they ripped and had to be discarded of

-Always lets Beel know where his twin is because Belphie has a habit of falling asleep in random places and he doesn’t want Beel to worry about him when that happens so if he happens to spot him, he always tells Beel first so he can go and get him back to their room

-Etc…

Lucifer is last, mainly because Mammon doesn’t really give him a lot of physical gifts. I mean, some of the pricey alcohol the eldest has displayed in his office is from him but for Lucifer, Mammon was mostly there to provide him with emotional support. Especially after the fall happened and they all transformed into their ‘deformed’ demon forms for the first time, unrecognisable from the beautiful angels they once were before. That’s why Lucifer has so much trust in him-it’s because he knows Mammon is the most reliable demon out there and has always been there for him, quietly supporting him from the sidelines because he knew his brother had too much pride to ask for help from others. If I had to guess, Mammon would’ve had to pull Lucifer out of countless nervous breakdowns and self-pitying lines of thought, even more so after Lilith’s death. Honestly, Lucifer would’ve been totally lost and even more closed off than he is in the game at the moment if Mammon’s hadn’t been there for him. Actually, I guarantee you everyone would’ve fallen apart if Mammon was the one to die the Celestial War instead of their sister just because he’s the glue that’s holding them all together.

This post got really long but the point I’m trying to make is that Mammon loves his brothers and none of them really appreciate it enough because they’ve got this painted image of what they thought he should be like in their heads and therefore take all of his actions, as sincere as they may be, with a grain of salt. Obviously, these are just my HCs but I’m sure there are times where Mammon wonders if his siblings care for him at all or if they really dislike him as much as they let on. I know I would start thinking like that if I grew up in an environment where I’m constantly being insulted for the most minor of mistakes, since negative behaviour affects and sticks with you for a long time.

[rivalsforlife]

Not Actually AA7 Speculation It's AA4 This Time

Hi. Long time no see. I have a list of posts tagged aa7 speculation and though this post will not be about aa7 (though I will briefly bring it up) I just want to keep all my incorrect theorizing in the same place. BUT there's been some intriguing news today I wanted to bring up and talk through the possibilities of.

A couple days ago, March 14 2022, Final Weapon reported that Capcom recently put in a trademark for Apollo Justice and theorized this could mean that Capcom is planning a 456 collection. I wanted to do a bit of investigating myself, and walk through and break down what this could possibly mean.

For the sake of sparing people from scrolling past this whole thing the rest will be under the cut.

Significance Of The Trademark?

You like me may have at first asked "okay, but what does this mean?" Is it a trademark for Apollo Justice The Character? Apollo Justice: Ace Attorney The Video Game? Why wasn't this copyrighted before, given that AA4 was released in 2007?

The Japanese trademark watch cited in the original article can be seen here, and it is indeed just... "Apollo Justice". I thought that was interesting given it is Japanese, and not "Odoroki Housuke" (his Japanese name) or "Gyakuten Saiban 4" (the title of the game). The full page for Capcom doesn't give much more information on anything... it only has ten trademarks going back about a year. Nothing more definitive. On that list are things like "Monster Hunter Rise: Sunbreak" which was announced September 2021, though the site lists it as being trademarked January 2022.

What about in English? This site has a bunch of information on more of Capcom's trademarks, but goes back further. Here's the one for the new Apollo Justice trademark, which, if you scroll down far enough, *does* show the original trademark from 2007, which is here. And... okay, I don't know anything about copyright law at all, especially not Japanese copyright law. So take this next bit with a grain of salt and please please please do correct me if you know better than I do.

According to this website, trademarks need to be renewed in Japan ten years after registration. Looking back at the 2007 AJ trademark, the trademark was officially registered April 14 2009 with a renewal date of April 14 2019. ... eerily close to the day Phoenix got disbarred actually. I think that's neat. Anyways, scrolling down a little further, we can see a list of a whole bunch of actions happening with this trademark (<- totally has no idea what's going on here) but there IS a part listed as "REGISTERED AND RENEWED (FIRST RENEWAL - 10 YRS)" on December 13 2018. So it's not that like Capcom let the trademark die and had to make a new one because they forgot to renew for three years, which is what I'd been fearing was the case. But there might be something interesting here!

To truly follow along through this next part, you can open up the trademarks for the two (the 2007 and 2022 ones) and read them side-by-side. Go to the "Goods, Services, and Codes" section.

The 2007 one has a list of things associated with this trademark, mostly related to the manufacturing and selling of games. That's typical. The 2022 list, though, has WAY more things on the list. Also, generally related to the manufacturing and selling of games, but updated for the world we live in now -- online games are mentioned here but I suspect that's just what capcom generally applies for, I doubt we're getting online multiplayer apollo justice -- but also a lot more related to various merchandising. Plays? Musicals? Radio and television programs?

... I think it's interesting. This seems to be a new trademark that is now covering a lot more stuff.

What Do Other Games Have?

Interesting you should ask.

Phoenix Wright was filed for in 2005. Ace Attorney in general was filed for in 2006. Ace Attorney Investigations was in 2009. These are all under the same "international code 9" that Apollo Justice is.

Phoenix Wright, however, was similarly "redone" to add "international code 41" (like Apollo Justice 2022) in 2020. "WHAT DOES THIS MEAN", you ask, shaking me, "I DON'T KNOW", I yell, being shaken. 2020 is after the release of all games, it is after the Takarazuka Musical productions, it is after all of the stage plays, it is after both seasons of the anime, AND it is after all trilogy rereleases including the most recent 2019 release on most modern gaming platforms. I don't know what this could possibly mean. And I think at this point it's getting too deep into legalese for me to reasonably speculate. Again, any more informed opinions are suuuuper appreciated. And if anyone wants to dig into Japanese copyright stuff more, that's also super appreciated.

You may notice I'm leaving out one trademark here. The Great Ace Attorney was filed under international codes 9 and 41 the day after it was announced it was going to be ported. Again, I'm not confident enough to go digging around for it on Japanese trademark websites, so we're going to work with what we've got here. I wouldn't be surprised if they filed it under both to cover their bases from the outset, and we haven't had any news of TGAA anime/stage plays/movies/musicals yet.

What's interesting is why they had to change Apollo Justice, and now. Though with the evidence I've collected I can't say I have anything definitive or even a concrete trend, given the confusing timing of the Phoenix Wright application above.

What About The Leaks?

Yes, what about the November 2020 leaks? I've covered them briefly in this outdated post. In summary, the leaks (or more specifically, the calendar) had three major pieces of information related to ace attorney:

1) The Great Ace Attorney will be officially translated into English, for sale April-June 2021.

2) AA7 is in development, and will be released around the time of the 20th anniversary, October-December 2021.

3) Through this time, reconsider porting AA456.

Well, it is March 2022 and we haven't heard a single thing about AA7; it's safe to assume it has been significantly postponed, possibly in part because of the pandemic, possibly in part because this just happens with game development sometimes. TGAA, however, was announced and released just a little late in July 2021. This latest news, however, is the first hint we might have towards porting 456. From the wording there, it sounds like Capcom intends to release it as a collection (though... given the drastically different styles from AA4 to 5 and 6, this is an interesting choice) and if so, I wouldn't be surprised if they would refer to it as the "Apollo Justice Collection". (Which... I have my issues with this name, but whatever, let's try to remain unbiased.)

Presumably, AA7 is significantly delayed. Like, it's looking like it might be another year, maybe more. In this post though, I've briefly discussed how I think TGAA is actually doing super well financially. Presumably, previously, the decision to port or not to port 456 would be dependent both on how well TGAA does and how well AA7 would do. With no AA7, they might be making this decision solely based on TGAA. And they... might actually decide it's worth the port?

So What Could This Mean?

I have three theories.

1. We're Getting 456 Ports As An "Apollo Justice Collection".

Or possibly, just AA4 on its own. It's hard to tell -- the trilogy has been ported as a trilogy for a long time, but with 5 and 6 being much more recent and only having mobile ports, it's hard to say if they'd go together or not. The 2D vs 3D would definitely be strange for it to be packaged together, plus, the characters and plots aren't cohesive throughout the three games like 123 were, and it's not different parts of the same story like TGAA was. But regardless, putting out a 3-in-1 collection would be more likely to get some money from a business perspective, especially since these are less popular than the trilogy.

2. We're Getting An Apollo Justice Anime, Movie, Stage Play, Musical, Something, Who Knows.

This is mostly because of the updated section 41 that includes all sorts of fun adaptations. I would love most of these and it would tide us over until another game comes out. We still have another stage play in the works that's been delayed, so it might be a little while before an AJ stage play would be able to happen. As for musicals, there hasn't been a Takarazuka musical of ace attorney since 2013, but who knows if they'd want to revisit it now? I think out of these an anime or a future stage play is the most likely.

3. Capcom Is Messing With Me, Personally

"Fuck you," says Capcom, "Don't you have better things to do? Don't you have a thesis? Aren't you supposed to be working on that right now instead of speculating and reading up on Japanese copyright law? Why don't you find something better to do with your life, you loser, instead of getting excited over a trademark application that means absolutely nothing. Get off of tumblr and get to work. You're never getting anything from us ever again. There is no AA7, there is no 456 port, and THERE IS NO OFFICIAL ENGLISH TRANSLATION OF ACE ATTORNEY INVESTIGATIONS 2!!"

...

We'll have to wait and see how things shake out.

[debbiechanclub]

do you think it's kinda shady that tony paid for mark's surgery out of nowhere? bc ao regularly work for njpw and only went to aew several times , so Tony really being generous out of his pure heart? this happen when wwe starts showing interest in AO 🤔 if i was mark i'd totally pick aew for this ..also this is just like jay's case , suddenly out of nowhere he chose aew after it was strongly rumored he is going to wwe.....

So, I personally haven't seen any reputable sources report that TK paid for Mark's surgery. It's all been hearsay from random people on Twitter and then smaller dirtsheets just parroting that narrative, so. Until Cageside Seats or WrestleVotes or (eyeroll) Meltzer or SRS says it happened―or better yet, TK or Mark themselves―I'm going to take that "news" with a HUGE grain of salt.

But what has made me raise an eyebrow is the rapid-fire timing of it all. Like just look at the timeline:

Sunday: Kyle announces at Resurgence that AO have to vacate the titles because Mark is injured, but they don't yet know the extent of the injury or how long he'll be out.

Tuesday: It's reported that Mark underwent surgery for a torn meniscus and will only be out 6 weeks or less.

Wednesday: It's reported mere hours before Dynamite that AO have WWE and AEW interest... Kyle loses to Orange... AO are #AllElite

Like how fucking froggy does TK have to be to make it happen that quick???

But look. Aussie Open deserve to be signed somewhere, and NJPW 100% dropped the fucking ball by not signing them after World Tag League. And honestly, I don't blame them for jumping to sign with another promotion, especially because I don't believe they should have had to vacate the titles if Mark is only expected to be out 6 weeks. Meanwhile, other champions have sat on NJPW titles for longer than that without defending them (I'm looking directly at a certain member of The Elite).

But AO also deserves success. And I'd be lying if I said I'm not worried (and even assuming) that they're just going to be woefully underbooked and misused like Jay has been so far 🙃