#thanks for the help Tammy! :D

[turtledoggydraws]

I couldn't decide if I should have kept their masks on in the casual theme but thankfully my fellow NinMin friend suggest doing both!

[starreyblueberry]

Hey! How are you doing? I hope you're doing well!

I have a few thoughts on my mind about Timmy, man I miss him so much! I know we have the original series to watch but still. (So sorry that it’s long one!)

I would imagine that Timmy would turn out to be a great man with a good job, a lovely husband and father to his family.

I think maybe his job would be a lawyer, writer or a job that helps children with problems of their own like social worker or something.

About his wife...

I'm not quite sure about Trixie because I have mix feelings about her. She seems to not care about Timmy at all. I know they're still kids and we have no idea what happened as they grow up after the original series (not counting Season 9 and 10 as I heard both don't exist anymore in FOP New Wish.) | don't know if I really like her or she's right for Timmy.

Maybe Tootie would get over her obsession at least I hope so. I know she went through so much thanks to her older sister, which I'm disappointed in their parents for not doing anything due to many reasons, they may have been good people but not good parents.

Anyway, due to Timmy's future daughter from Channel Chasers, they looked similar so it's most likely that it has to be Tootie. If that's really her then I would hope she grow up and more mature, she will not be afraid of her sister, Vicky!

Kind of hope Vicky won't find out that that she has niece and nephew if they never told her…

Tootie or Timmy meeting a new lovely woman that is rightfully for him that cares and love him very much. I don't mind having Tootie, I would love to see her, all I hope she no longer afraid of her sister!

I'm not sure how it works with twins from Channel Chasers' ending like how it does make sense. I find it hard to tell because that ending takes place in 20 years later but FOP New Series takes place into 20 years later as well. Cosmo and Wanda were seen with twins but in the canon they're Hazel's. Poof/ Peri wasn't planned/added until Season 6 of the original. Channel Chasers episode came from Season 4. Twins can't be 10 years old because it seems like Timmy had them at 20 years old. It wouldn't make sense.

It would make more sense if the twins, Tammy and Tommy were younger than Hazel and Dev like 5 years old or younger, but I'm not sure if they will become canon to FOP New Wish. It would be interesting if they do. I don't know about the names Tommy and Tammy. If they become canon and are 5-6 years old, it would be interesting to see their personalities being opposite, like one twin is more calm and chill during other one is more cheerful and funny. That one of them or both are into the mystery and adventures.

I kind of hope that they will have their clothes different designs and not look exactly same as 10 years old Timmy and 10 years old Tootie.

Or maybe they would be toddlers.

About Timmy's parents…

Do you think Timmy stay in contact with them? I wouldn't be surprised if he no longer wants to do with them due to reasons and that they don't know anything about Timmy's children. It's not like Timmy wants to keep them secret, his parents can be, well... them.

I wouldn’t be surprised if his parents have not changed much.

Timmy and his family would no longer live in Dimmsdale City because of well.... We saw how they are... yikes, poor Timmy.

Do you think Timmy still friends with AJ and Chester? I'm not sure if they're still friends or something. I mean AJ has the business of his own and is such busy. Still can't believe he became fairy hunting- (Big YIKES for Fairy World!)

We have no clue about Chester but hopefully we will see him. :'D

I'm not sure if we will see ALL characters to return, cause that's too much and some only appear a few times, some appeared once. Timmy’s grandparents, Crocker’s mother and some probably are dead.

I'm not quite sure about Chimson Chin and Dark Laser because they were wishes along with Imaginary Grey, right? I got feeling that probably they all got erased along with the rest of Timmy's wishes and are no longer exists because Timmy is no longer a Godchild as we saw in Timmy’s secret Wish, how when a Godchild lost their fairy/ies, their wishes has vanished.

But seriously, poor Chimson Chin, Dark Laser and his dear little dog. :(

I know Peri and Irep are still around but I believe probably Fairy Council has a way with them, well with Peri, that they're different from the rest of wishes. Probably there’s a reason why Peri has his own special wand.

I would like to see Peri’s reaction when he sees Crocker, I mean he saw Vicky and thought she wasn’t real! :’D

Anyway, I can tell it’s going to be hard seeing Timmy with no memories of his fairy family and magic. I know we have to deal with it. We can do it! We just have to see what they’re planning with him. I would like to see Jorgen, how he deals with seeing Timmy to go with the final goodbye, after everything he had done for Fairy World. How many times he had saved them from the dangerous situations especially with Darkness.

(I loved that Wishology episodes-)

I’m bet it was very difficult for Wanda, Cosmo and Peri to say goodbye to Timmy. It was really hard for Peri to understand what’s going on cause he was 7 years old.

Hopefully Hazel doesn’t have to deal with some huge challenge adventures herself like how Timmy did, not counting the final season of FOP because it was kind of easy and she had a lot of helps from her brother, friends and her wishes.

I don’t know if you know but there was a theory that Timmy still remember them due to his memory not getting wiped away by Jorgen was because of Love. The Love is more powerful than magic that can’t be done. Kind of interesting but also I would think that if his memories really wiped, maybe his memories didn’t got wiped away, they just blocked out and are blurry, then returned years later. If his memories got wiped away then his feelings of love cannot be gone, still there, deep inside. He probably went to have some therapy. I saw one theory that his favorite colors are green, pink and purple that made him feel special and happy, which is interesting.

Memories or not, I think Timmy would feel uncomfortable and unsure about AJ’s business like AJ telling him some stories which doesn’t make sense. Timmy would say something like:

“But AJ, what if there’s good ones?.. I mean if they’re real.”

Or something like that. He probably wouldn’t be wondering why Crocker was at Galax Institute as he wouldn’t want to know why as we know why how crazy Crocker is…

It would be cool if Timmy and his family became the next neighbors of Wells’ and Cosmo and Wanda’s.

My apologies if anything that doesn’t make sense-

SORRY IT TOOK ME A BIT TO RESPOND TO UR ASK!! Anyway GIRL UR IDEAS?? 10/10!! ok so there's so much to cover so very sorry if I don' get to it all! I love the idea that Timmy is skeptical of AJ and his whole business, AJ did start it when he was 10, so Timmy would have his fairys DURING the creation of this company. He must have been lowkey terrified LOL. Ive seen the theory that Timmys memory couldn't be fully erased due to love, and tbh I really want that to be true. Out of all theories, Its one of my favorite ones! Hazel is def gonna have a lot of an easier time compared to Timmy, as Timmy kinda delt with all the universe-ending stuff of his time. Hazel has a lot more support, especially as more people know about her fairys in the finale and she dosnet have to worry about hiding them all the time! DONT GET ME STARTED ON JORGEN AND TIMMY.. IN MY MIND TIMMY HOLDS A SPECIAL PLACE IN JORGENS HEART AND NO ONE CAN EVER ERASE THAT... LIKE HE IS A STICKLER FOR THE RULES AND HE WILL ABIDE TO THEM BUT HE ALSO SEES THAT STUPID ASS PINK HAT AND SMILES SOMETIMES sorry if I didn't go over everything u said!! Ive had this in the drafts for a while but I love ur thoughts :3 also I hope he went no contact with his shit ass parents :D

[ladykailitha]

Can Anybody See Me? Part 10

Hey...you know how I said I had another fic I was working on that I planned on putting up the first part for today? Yeah...that didn’t work out. It needed a lot of heavy editing and because this got finished today with only minor edits, you get this instead.

Also...I realized that until this part...I never mentioned the name of the musical they’re doing. Ooops!

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

*

To say Steve was nervous as hell would be an understatement. He had been in drama less than a month and now he was standing on the stage watching people mill around. And there was a lot of people. People who were taking measurements for costumes. Makeup and wigs people. Apparently kids from orchestra and band were going to be playing the music in the ‘pit’. Then there were people working on sets and up in the rafters checking the lights.

He had been to couple of plays on Broadway when he was younger. Of course he had. But he never knew how much went into making it look like magic when he was sitting in the audience.

A girl came up to him and squeezed his elbow.

“You’re Steve Harrington, right?” she asked.

Steve nodded, tongue tied from the sheer panic running through his body.

“I’m Janice Montgomery,” she said gently. “You’re friends with Gareth and them?”

Steve nodded again. “You must be the badass chick of the Hellfire Club.”

Janice grinned. “Oh good, you have heard of me.”

“A middle schooler I babysit for’s younger sister looves D&D so I try to talk you up as much as possible to piss her brother off,” he explained with a grin.

She laughed out loud. “Thanks. But I understand that this is your first time doing a play?”

“Acting in front of other people full stop,” Steve said, nodding.

Her eyes went wide and she tilted her head forward. “Please tell me you at least did the school play in elementary about the benefits of healthy eating.”

Steve scratched his face nervously. “Uh...that would be a no.”

“Fuck.”

Steve hung his head. “I really shouldn’t be here.”

She shoved his arm. “Miss Lucy isn’t the type of teacher to play favorites. Thomson isn’t a large role with a lot of blocking. Mostly standing in front of everyone else reading and being annoyed.”

Steve laughed. “I could do that, yeah.”

“See? You’ll do fine. You’ll dance for the major numbers, and then that heart-wrenching scene at the end.”

“Yeah, I auditioned with that scene, because it has both the singing and the acting in it.”

“Wow,” Janice said. “That’s impressive.”

Steve blushed. “Another middle schooler I babysit is in the drama club and asked him for pointers.”

“Well at least you know how to strategize,” she said. “Marty and I will help walk you through it. If have any questions come to either of us, okay?”

He nodded. “Thanks for this.”

The spot light lit them up and they both squealed from the sudden brightness.

Janice held up her hand over her eyes and screamed, “Eddie!”

Steve heard him cackle before the brightness was severely toned down.  And then Eddie dropped down in front of them, landing deftly on the stage.

“Mr Munson!” Miss Lucy called out. “I appreciate your grace as much as the next person, but one day you will break straight through this old stage and the school will not replace it.”

“Harsh, Miss Lucy!” he called back.

She chuckled darkly and went back to her notes.

“That was cool,” Steve murmured.

Eddie grinned. “She is right about the stage though. I don’t think they’ve redone it since it was put in god knows how long ago.”

Steve smiled.

Janice raised an eyebrow and then cleared her throat.

Eddie turned to her. “Congrats on getting Abby, Miss Montgomery.”

“I just can’t believe Tammy Thompson got Martha Jefferson,” Janice complained.

“I don’t think I’ve had the pleasure of hearing her,” Steve said.

“You’ll hear her a lot,” Eddie said. “She has a song in the second act.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “I’m sure it’ll be great.”

Eddie and Janice just stared at him.

“Or not...”

They burst out laughing.

“Hey, guys!” Marty said jogging up to them.

Everyone returned greetings of their own.

“So...I found out how Tammy got the part...” he said with a grimace.

“Oh no...” Eddie said. “This can’t be good.”

“Her mom is a seamstress and has offered to make all the costumes for free as well rent the wigs for a low price.”

Janice stamped her foot angrily. “With an offer like that I’m surprised she didn’t gun for my role.”

Steve looked between them confused. “I don’t understand.”

“Have you not seen 1776?” Marty asked.

Eddie and Janice turned to him and stared at him as though he had grown an extra head.

“Um...” Steve stammered, “well...I’ve been meaning to and I just haven’t got around to it, yet.” He scratched his cheek nervously.

“You mean to tell us,” Eddie said slowly, “that not only did you try out for a play you haven’t seen, you managed to get a fairly major roll for said play?”

Steve nodded, blushing a deep red.

“That’s it!” Marty cried. “You coming over to my house and we are watching it!”

Steve frowned. “How are we going to do that? I didn’t know they put plays on VHS.”

Marty clapped his shoulder. “You are in luck my friend because they did movie several years ago.”

“I guess...” Steve said shyly. “I’ll come over on one condition.”

Janice and Marty exchanged a knowing glance.

“What would that be?” Janice asked innocently.

“If Eddie comes too?” Steve bit the bottom of his lip and looked up at Eddie through his eyelashes.

Eddie blinked. “As long as it not on a Hellfire night, I’m down.”

Steve smiled softly.

“Is tonight good?” Marty asked.

Janice shook her head. “I work tonight.”

Steve shifted back and forth on his feet. “We could do it tomorrow at my place. My parents aren’t home and I have a big screen TV.”

“Sold!” Marty said.

“Yeah, man,” Eddie said rocking back on his heels. “That sounds cool.”

“I’ll bring the tape, Marty will provide drinks and Eddie the popcorn,” Janice said.

Steve looked uncomfortable. “You don’t have bring anything I’m sure I’ve plenty of stuff.”

Eddie wagged his finger at him. “Ah, ah, ah, Harrington. That’s not how movie nights work. Host merely hosts. Everyone else provides.”

Steve blushed. “Yeah, okay. Then you guys can explain the Tammy Thompson drama.”

Marty clapped his hands together and rubbed them. “It’s is sooo good.”

Steve just laughed.

“All right everyone!” Miss Lucy said. “It’s time for the read through. Mr Kincade, Mr Munson if you wouldn’t mind helping set up chairs?”

Marty and Eddie nodded. They gathered up as much seating as they could find. Those that didn’t have any lines sat in the audience around Miss Lucy, Mrs Lawson the dance teacher, and Mr Dent the choir teacher.

Steve pulled out his script and waited for his first line.

Eddie sat in the audience and Marty flopped down next to him.

“You’ve got it bad,” he said, nudging Eddie with his elbow. “He know about your proclivities toward members of your own sex?”

Eddie winced. “Tommy called me a fag often enough, but no. I don’t think he knows.”

Marty patted him on the shoulder. “You probably should tell him.”

*

Everyone showed up at Steve’s house around seven. Marty having picked Eddie and Janice up.

“I got some candy anyway,” Steve said as he led the way to the front room.

Marty and Eddie just shook their heads.

Janice rolled her eyes but they wisely said nothing. They all got set up and sprawled out on the couches.

Steve hit play and lost himself in the music. He laughed at the funny bits swooned when he supposed to, and got teary eyed at “Mamma, Look Sharp.”

“You clearly enjoyed that,” Marty said.

“It was good,” Steve said. “Not very historically accurate, though, right?”

Eddie grinned. “Nope. Barely even close. But it’s fun and over the top.”

“It certainly is that,” Steve chuckled.

“Okay,” Janice said rubbing her hands together manically. “Who’s hotter: Thomas Jefferson or Lyman Hall?”

Eddie tapped his finger on his lips. “Jefferson. Love the lighter hair and tall.”

Marty crowed. “Red heads are hot, but gotta give it to my man, Lyman Hall. When he slams Georgia’s vote to yay...mhmmm...that’s some good shit.”

Steve frowned. “You’re both wrong.” All heads turned to him in shock. “Charles Thomson and not just because that’s who I’m playing.”

“You think Thomson is better looking than Hall?” Marty asked, dismayed. “You can’t mean that.”

Steve shrugged. “Hall’s good looking, sure. Soft spoken, too. But there is just something about how the actor portrayed Thomson that just brought this strength that Hall didn’t have.”

Steve blushed. “Plus Jefferson is married and I don’t look at taken people. No matter how hot they are.”

Eddie leaned forward and put his fingers to his lips. “Steve, I need to you to be honest with us. We aren’t going to judge or flip out but...do you like like boys?”

Steve blinked. “I never really thought about it. I thought it was normal to talk about how attractive other dudes are. Me and Tommy did it all the time.”

Marty and Eddie shared a concerned glance.

Janice shook her head. ‘That’s not something straight boys do.”

“Then why were you asking us about who was more attractive?”

“Because we deemed you safe,” Marty said as if it was the simplest thing in the world, instead of the massive bomb it should have been. “I’m bisexual. I like both.”

“And I’m gay,” Eddie said bluntly, resting his elbows on his knees.

Steve blinked. “Oh. I’m not sure what I am, then.”

Janice put her hand his shoulder. “Hey, you don’t have to figure it out right away, Steve. I didn’t mean to make question your identity.”

“Just don’t freak out, man,” Marty said. “I don’t think I’m equipped to deal with water works.”

Steve cocked his head. “I mean, I guess. But there’s no reason to freak out about it. Yeah, I’ve used fag and queer as insults and that’s not good. Obviously. But finding out I like boys? Not as earth shattering as I thought it would be.”

“And you don’t mind us being queer?” Eddie asked.

Steve frowned. “No. And I understand your concern. But no. Of course not.”

Eddie nodded and then sat back.

“So you thought Tammy would want to be Abigail instead of Martha?” Steve asked Janice. “Because it’s the bigger role?”

Janice flopped back against the cushions. “Exactly. Abby has more lines, more songs, more stage time in general.”

Steve let out a chuckle. “Then you don’t know Tammy.”

Marty and Eddie leaned in.

“Oh, do tell,” Marty pleaded.

“She would want the ‘pretty’ role,” Steve said. “Especially if she’s basing her idea of the roles on this movie. Virginia who played Abby is gorgeous, but in an understated, has had six kids and worked her whole life kind of way.”

“But Blythe Danner is just straight up hot,” Marty said.

Steve snapped his fingers. “Exactly. Tammy is just vain enough to want the Martha role even though it’s smaller...”

“Because she’s prettier than me?” Janice asked incredulously.

Steve laughed. “I didn’t say that. I said that Tammy thought that.”

“Mine!” Janice said throwing her arms around Steve possessively.

Eddie’s stomach rolled. He looked away so he didn’t see Steve blush and shift uncomfortably under her affection. But Marty did.

“Hey, quit hogging the guy,” he teased. “There’s enough Steve for everyone.”

Eddie looked back to see Steve gently push her off of him. “I’ve got a lot people who already have claimed that title, you’re gonna hafta stand in line.”

Janice and Marty looked at each other in confusion.

Eddie pursed his lips. “It’s the kids, right?”

Steve nodded, but Marty and Janice’s looks of confusion didn’t clear.

“Stevie here babysits,” Eddie said grinning from ear to ear.

Steve laughed. “At least that’s what I call it so people don’t freak out. So until Eddie took me under his wing, most of my friends were thirteen year olds.”

“I take in lost sheep,” Eddie said. “Never took in a senior before. Or a former popular kid, it’s been quite the eye opener.”

Steve blushed and ducked his head. “I’ve never been more grateful to see a person in my life then when I looked up and saw you that day in Mr Vinke’s class.”

Eddie shoved his hair in front of his face and looked away, this time for a more pleasant reason then before.

Marty and Janice looked over Steve’s head and grinned.

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[serpentinesheldonserpentine]

“She’s homeless now”.

Friend David called earlier to express his thanks for those who helped the South Toe Volunteer Fire Company and to give me an update on conditions in Burnsville, North Carolina ( near Asheville).

We’re decimated down here. People lost everything. I’m well, I flew home from a work assignment to help and spent the past days lending a hand to our Fire Department.

We got on Bobcats and tractors and carved out new roads so emergency vehicles could get through. Laid two layers of stone so the State can come in and finish it off with a top layer.

XXXX, you’d made clear to me that you prefer donating directly to people in need rather than organizations and I have a friend who really needs help - she’s homeless now. I promise this money will go directly to Tammy.

Tumblrs, I have known David for decades. His pledge is now my pledge. I promise your donations will go directly to a woman in desperate need of your help.

If you can skip Starbucks today and send along $5.00 you will help someone with NOTHING.

Should you have any questions your messages are welcome.

Thank you.

D.

[jamesunderwater]

Jily Microfic: Hostile

@jilymicro-oops - feb 29th, prompt: hostile - words: 1,812 Summary: The chaos concludes with a dramatic flourish. Part 3 of 3! Read Part 1 & Part 2 first; or, better yet, read the whole lil academic rivals micros series so you can catch all the references in this silly little trio-finale that I've had far too much fun writing :D

James is having a good time. Well – he's having a fine time. He's not hating the whole thing, anyway. After two weeks of hearing it beside his ear, he's starting to get used to the volume of Tamara's laugh, and she is actually funny sometimes. Her dark hair falls across her shoulders in a way he should find attractive, and her foot keeps “accidentally” touching his calf in a way he should like, and she peers at him through her lashes in a way he should find enticing…

But he just keeps thinking about lemon tart.

Because, here's the thing. He knows it's Lily's favorite – she complained about its absence at the start of term feast last year, and when they had the lesson on Amortentia it was the only scent she actually named, and she told him – and only a few weeks ago, at that! He'd offered to share his sticky toffee pudding and she'd pulled a face, remarking it was far too sweet for her liking, and he'd said, “Ah, right, lemon tart,” and she'd smirked and shrugged, which, alright, wasn't a firm ‘yes, that's my favorite’, but he knows her smirks…so what's she playing at? 

“James?” Tamara's sweet-like-toffee-pudding voice draws his attention back. “You alright?” she asks with a laugh. 

“Oh, yeah,” James chuckles, waving a hand. “Sorry, got, er… Well, your hair just looks really nice.” 

She beams, and he's an arse. He’s very aware of this. He’s always sort of teetered on the edge of being an arse – though, yes, on a number of occasions he’s fully fallen on the side of the arseholes… Alright, fine, for a number of years he fell on the side of the arseholes, but, you know, barely, and – the point is, he never would have become this big of an arse on purpose… It all just sort of happened. One moment he’s awkwardly agreeing that a girl is cute, the next moment he’s talking to her in the hallway because he doesn’t want to hurt her feelings by saying ‘sorry, that joke was really only for my mates’, and all of a sudden, she’s eating lunch with him every day and asking what he’s doing for the Hogsmeade visit this weekend and he’s trying to come up with something other than ‘obsessing about fucking lemon tart, what about you?’

Tammy giggles. “Thanks…” she says, nervously tugging on a strand of hair. “Well, erm, I was saying – I’ve never actually tried butterbeer, but it’s really good.”

James nods, “Yeah, definitely.”

Merlin’s mother's saggy tits, though, if it isn't lemon tart, then what the fuck's Lily Evans’ favorite dessert?

—

“‘Join me��?” Lily repeats, incredulous at this request. “You want to help me crash your best mate’s date?”

The three Gryffindors share glances between one another and mumble unintelligibly before turning back to her each with a shrug and a nod. 

“We’re really bored,” Peter explains. 

“And I don’t actually think he’ll care much,” Remus says, shrugging again.

“Plus,” Sirius adds with a grin, “I’m dying to see how red James’s face’ll get.”

“Wait,” Lily turns her eyes to Remus. “Why don’t you think he’ll care much?”

The three boys start sharing glances again, and Lily huffs.

“Would you quit with that!” she barks, glaring when Sirius chortles.

“Blimey, Evans, no need to get hostile…”

“At least it’s only a Level Three…” she hears Peter mutter.

“Level Three, really?” Sirius sounds incredulous. “Pete, c’mon, she’s clearly only at Level Two.”

“I’m what?” 

Annoyance pounding in her veins, Lily checks over her shoulder out of habit, and catches a glimpse of Tamara’s foot tapping James’s leg beneath the table. The tips of her ears burn and she feels nauseous. 

She can’t stand this a minute longer.

“Fine,” she tells the boys, then turns and enters the pub before she can change her mind.

(This really ran away from me, so read the rest on AO3!)

[lulu2992]

Who is the voice of the female Deputy?

When I saw this question, I decided to try to find an answer.

I looked up all the actors listed in the credits, listened to their voices (in interviews, demo reels, or other videos), and… I’m still not sure who played the female Deputy.

While I usually find it relatively easy to recognize voice actors in French, my native language, it turns out that’s much harder for me to do in English. Also, it doesn’t help that they’re usually very good at changing their voice/accent and that, in real life, most of them don’t sound like the characters they play.

I still believe the person who played the female Deputy is also “Cult Follower Female 5” (CFF5), but it seems to me the actor used a different accent and tone so the cultist sounds a bit “villainous”. In any case, I didn’t find anyone that sounded exactly like the two characters…

According to my ears, though, the female Deputy and the female Captain from New Dawn have the same voice. Outside of cutscenes, the Deputy has 314 lines in Far Cry 5 (which you can listen to here, here, here, here, and here) and the audio files were all reused for the Captain. In cutscenes, so the “lines” that were specifically recorded for New Dawn, the character sounds exactly the same to me, which means the voice actor must have worked on both games.

I looked at the names that appeared in the credits of the two games and narrowed the list down to the 15 (+1; see below) likeliest candidates, so here are the people who, in my opinion, could potentially be the voice of the female Deputy, as well as, when the information was available, either in the game or on IMDb, which character(s) they played:

Claire Armstrong

Kailea Banka

Carolina Bartczak (Cult Follower in FC5; apparently not in FCND, but you never know)

Kimberly D. Brooks (Gun for Hire)

Nicki Burke (Cult Follower in FC5, Selene in FCND)

Lucinda Davis

Stacey DePass (Nana in FCND)

Amber Goldfarb (voice of Faith’s Priestesses, “Cult Follower Female 3”, and, I believe, Rae-Rae)*

Julianne Jain

Mara Junot (Sherri Woodhouse, “Civilian Female 6”)

Helen King

Erica Linbeck (voice of Anne, but also this and this)

Cynthia Kaye McWilliams (Resistance Soldier)

Debra Wilson

Kim Yarborough

Mayko Nguyen, who plays Kim Rye, was credited a second time as a “voice talent” in Far Cry 5, which implies she may have also played one of several NPC. Since she worked on New Dawn, she too could be the female Deputy’s voice.

Again, English isn’t my first language, and after spending two days listening to all those voices, everyone started to sound the same to me :’) If you’re a native English speaker and/or have a great ear, though, maybe you’ll be able to more easily solve the mystery! We can do it!

*IMDb says Amber Goldfarb played “Noodle’s owner” (the woman who called Ms. Mable for her pet snake) but the files tell me the voice is actually “Civilian Female 6”, so Mara Junot.

And under the cut, just in case, I included all the other female voices who appear in the credits.

FAR CRY 5

MAIN CAST Beryl Bain (Tracey Lader) Sarah Booth (Tammy Barnes and, according to IMDb, a “Civilian”) Luisa D’Oliveira (Deputy Joey Hudson) Jenessa Grant (Faith Seed) Debra McGrath (Nancy) Tasya Teles (Mary May Fairgrave)

VOICE TALENTS Carolina Bartczak (Cult Follower) Lauren Jackson (Skylar Kohrs) Erin Mathews Julie Nathanson (Jess Black) Kristen Peace Murry Peeters (Grace Armstrong) Claire Rankin Cara Ricketts (Dr. Sarah Perkins in FC5, Mickey in FCND) Charlotte Rogers Paula Shaw (Ms. Wilhelmina Mable) Jane Wheeler (Adelaide Drubman)

PERFORMERS (I’m not sure they recorded voices and they apparently didn’t work on FCND) Michela Cannon Roanna Cochrane (Cult Follower) Athena Karkanis Karen Knox Janet Porter Melissa Robertson Alyssa Trask Brandi Marie Ward

FAR CRY NEW DAWN

MAIN CAST Reina Hardesty (Carmina Rye) Leslie Miller (Lou)

VOICE TALENTS Rylee Alazraqui Mary Faber (in the “Additional Thanks” section in the FC5 credits and in Lost on Mars according to IMDb) Camryn Jones Rachel Kimsey Melanie Minichino (Gina Guerra) Carolyn Ratteray Marisha Ray Nadia Verrucci

PERFORMANCE CAPTURE PERFORMERS (again, I don’t know if they recorded voices in FCND) Ava Augustin Tamara Brown Jenny Raven Ajanae Stephenson Lydia Zadel (also credited in the “Additional Thanks” section in FC5 and a voice in Lost on Mars according to IMDb)

Good luck!

[atmilliways]

Wrong On The Money (15)

part 15 of ?? | 637 words | Teen+

Blackmail fic on Ao3 | on tumblr

Summary:

For the most part, Steve tries not to lie to Robin about why he never has money anymore. . . . But he doesn’t go on many dates anymore because dates cost money, and he lies his ass off about that.

15.

For the most part, Steve tries not to lie to Robin about why he never has money anymore. He’s still paying his parents off for the car: true, because any dips in the payment plan will prove that he’s not ‘responsible enough’ for a car and they might take it away. He’s trying to save up to move out: kind of true, in that he has an emergency savings account that he puts a couple dollars into every week and never, ever withdraws from. He’s trying to watch what he eats: true, just not in the way that casually saying it usually implies.

But he doesn’t go on many dates anymore because dates cost money, and he lies his ass off about that.

“She’s chewing bubble gum,” he mumbles about one of the girls that Robin points out. The girl keeps eyeing him from around a cardboard cutout of Arnold Schwarzenegger; it's not subtle. “I can’t go out with a girl who chews bubble gum. One bubble pops wrong on a windy day and bam, it’s in my hair. That’s nightmare material right there, Robs.”

Or, “Yeah, I heard her laughing with her friends earlier and I’m pretty sure giggles that high-pitched could shatter glass. Thanks, but no thanks.”

Or (and he’s not proud of this), a hissed, “If you think she’s so cute, why don’t you ask her out?” Robin doesn’t talk to him for an hour after that one, until Steve gives her the apple from his lunch. Even though the apple was his lunch.

Suffice it to say, Steve’s dating life is hooked up to a ventilator and the doctors are thiiiiiis close to pulling the plug.

“So,” Robin says the morning after the championship game, leaning against the counter next to him during the dullest part of a dull shift. “How was . . . I want to say Belinda?”

“Brenda,” Steve corrects, and sighs. “I don’t know. First thing she said when we got to the gym felt like a shot at how I never got the team to the playoffs, so. Not feeling great about that.”

“Not feeling great about Brenda,” Robin reflects, nodding. 

The nod continues long past her words, like one Dustin's perpetual motion doohickeys. Her eyes flick over to meet his, calm but concerned. 

“Are you sure you’re okay, Steve?” she asks gently. “You kinda seem like you’ve been phoning it in for a while now. And I’m not saying that because you’re supposed to perform to a certain standard or whatever, just . . . it seems like you’re kind of giving up on things, a little bit, and I’m worried that maybe there’s a reason. And if there is, I want to help, okay? Not that you have to tell me or anything, but I’m here if you want to.”

Steve takes a deep breath. 

What if he told her some of it? About how his TBD situation is a little less TB and a little more D these days. (Ha.)

No specifics. This doesn’t need to be a full on ‘I wanted Tammy Thompson to look at me’ confession. He’s not sure if he wants Eddie to look at him like that—if Eddie is willing to blackmail him, he probably hates his guts, right? But Steve wants to look at Eddie, sometimes. (Last night, when he’d made a final payment, fingertips brushing against Eddie’s warm palm during the hand-off behind the gym.) And has dreams about his hands, and eyeliner smudged around his waterline to make his big brown eyes positively huge, sometimes. Whatever all that means, he still needs time to sort things out in his head. 

He opens his mouth to try and say something—

—And Dustin bursts into the store with Max in tow, demanding to know if they’ve seen the news and how many phones they have.

[drawthething]

Hey hey! I wanted to ask what are some of your more “out there” headcanons? Maybe there’s no basis in canon (or just a shred of a basis) but you still believe it wholeheartedly?

Baaaaabs!! Thank youuuuuuu ♥️♥️♥️

I feel like my whole bible of the Pesto brothers is perfect for this exact kind of headcanons but for once I won't ramble about them ahahaha-

• Zeke's head is full of crazy "conspiracy theories". He thinks massage chairs are evil, mammoth cloning is happening somewhere in Antarctica and canned tuna is not a real food. He never have any logical explanation to his belief, just that he can feeeeeel it

• Jocelyn is like, absolutely terrible at Geography. She can't tell apart the West and the East and one time points at Australia on the world map asking if this is North America. "Jocelyn, can you name a country that starts with an U" - "Ummm, Europe :D!"

• There was a phase when Louise was super into demon summoning rituals. She kept dragging Tina and Gene to help her summon one during Halloween. She thought if they bribe that thing enough candies and Bob's pumpkin pie it would get her a pet shark. Cuz Santa and Tooth Fairies suck ass, they never kept their promises 🙄

• Teddy and Trev go to the same book club. One time they gush about Little Women for like an hour

• Trev is no.1 Lego fanboy. He keeps buying them for Andy & Ollie both because he loves the twins AND so he can have an excuse to play those with them

• Bob and Linda normally would be hesitated to buy the kids new board games cuz they ain't cheap until Louise says something like: "Guess we'd never know which one of you two is better at this game" and that's all it takes for them muppets to grab the credit card

• Mr Branca loves Italian opera. It's what he listens to when he's working (he told Tina he was once in a relationship with an Italian opera singer, but would you believe him 👀?)

• Jimmy Jr is probably the second person of the group to have nonsensical fights with Tammy the most, after Tina. Tammy loves annoying him and half of the time he just kinda ignores it but when it comes to things boy's actually petty about he ain't letting it go. He's terrible at comebacks though

• Cynthia has a collection of expensive purses and Logan steals one of them once to gift it to his prom date trying to ask her out. He also steals his mom's made-in-Japan fancy pens a lot

[strxngertogether]

Tammy-Jane Foster ~ D&D verse!

Tamlyn Fairweather

Tamlyn Fairweather was born to two humans unaware of their infernal heritage, leading to shock and fear when the girl was born with pink skin, white hair and eyes, horns, and small, vestigial wings. Terrified of the creature they birthed, Tamlyn was hidden away from society and even from her parents. Kept in the unused barn, Tamlyn was given all physical needs, but her emotional needs were neglected as her parents didn't know how to interact with her and were scared of touching her more than necessary.

Having been kept hidden her whole, when her parents were killed and their belongings stolen, Tamlyn had been left alive to find their bodies when no one had come to check on her for several days. Scared of being punished, Tamlyn dug her way underneath the barn doors and eventually made her way to the main house, checking the windows for any signs they were still there before eventually making her way inside and finding her parents. Not knowing what to do, she simply tried her best to take care of herself. She had no idea what to do with the bodies, but this was the first time she'd really had unlimited access to her parents and found herself falling asleep cuddled up to their bodies. Eventually the smell got so bad that she retreated to the other side of the side of the house, but the smell permeated through the house until it was inescapable. Eventually though, the food ran out and she had to decide what to do; stay home and starve or venture out into the unknown world in some hopes of finding food. Despite how terrifying the thought was, she chose the latter.

Far away from any cities or villages, Tamlyn found herself in the forest, cold, alone, and surrounded by all sorts of dangerous animals and monsters. Not knowing how to provide for herself or protect herself, she attempted to satiate her hunger with poisonous berries and quickly found herself hallucinating and throwing up the toxic substance. In the middle of the terrifying trip, she found herself staring down a pack of beasts she'd never seen before and had to fight her life, only barely making it out alive when the beasts were scared off by something Tamlyn still has no explanation for. Despite the terrifying noises and shadows, Tamlyn passed out on the forest floor and woke up hours later not anymore scathed than when she'd fallen asleep.

Covered in wounds, the tiefling made her way out of the woods and into a run down town, unbeknownst to the girl, known for it's thievery and crime. Wandering into a local tavern, given she was without money, she was given day old bread and sent on her way. Starving, she gorged herself on the bread, thankful that someone had been kind enough to give her something. Before she could make her way further into town, she was accosted by a group of people yelling strange, hurtful words at her before she was pushed down to the ground and attacked. Just like with the wolves, once again something scared her attackers away and she was left scared and hurting on the ground.

Not knowing who to trust, Tamlyn became a wanderer, moving from city to village to woods each day. Sometimes, she found kind strangers willing to help and other times she relied on scrounging for food out of dumpsters and through trial and error out in the woods. Still finding trouble wherever she went, Tamlyn still found that all trouble ended in her attackers running away scared and occasionally injured or dead. After finding various books, scrolls, and accounts from kind strangers, she begins to suspect a deity has seen something in her and blessed her with powers. She intends to find out if that's the case and prove to this deity that she is worth every drop of care they have put in her.

[the-firebird69]

Fleetwood Mac - Gold Dust Woman

Rescue Rangers are up.  and the two attract. we go in. need our teams. and now.  and the expendables are a unit.  and we assemble them diferent badges ou can see them in movies.  and she looke dgood and all over earth all over the films.  and mac daddy your wrong you did it a bit wrong mac proper and he smile stgood and to get at te largeer ones are ships and dmanit ok

not cones and no are that too and oh no

we do this onw and she  thanked youi.  

and with bella too

and above us but macs knwo paln and co=nsprite and hysteria lane a show about us powerless

and morme now

paul d

Olympus

She helped her son and got him stuff and saw him recover from ridiculous things lots of mental torture and he's back and said he's a baby she said you know what to do and make rescue Rangers and it's a badger not a raccoon and the ladies want recovers so might as well start it now we have some missing people and she said you're right so she started up this unit and it started working and people know about it said the max were following us in the mall the Hawthorne Mall he knows about it it's like his mortal enemy from the Civil War and they know about them and call them giants and Ronald felt better said I need phosphate no at least him tammy phosphates everywhere and you guys are poisoned like me it's really not a great cure it's a lipo one decent time one piece at a time and hyperoxygenate so some people did that and you get it out of their system all these psychoactive drugs are immunosuppressants so they went ahead and did it some of them and it works and the main crew didn't and they got sick and ruined but this is helping us

Thor Freya

[membermentmania]

August 2nd, 2:32-4:10 am

He really didn’t think Kenny would say yes and now he felt like a moron.

But Kenny just accepted that part of him without hesitation. “That’s fine. Come inside for a sec?” Right. He was just standing on Kenny’s doorstep, blushing like a complete idiot, ready to either burst into tears or vomit. He settled for a nod, worried he would spontaneously combust. He followed Kenny inside. Kenny guided him into his room and rummaged through his closet. He glanced at Clyde before picking something. “Kay. Give me, like, Idunno. Fifteen, twenty?” 

“Huh?” 

Kenny shot him a small smirk. “I’m gonna go take a shower. Then you’re gonna take me on a date.” 

“Wait, like, right now?” 

“I mean, if right now doesn’t work, I can take you on a date?” 

Clyde was left to sputter as Kenny left the room with a quiet laugh. He immediately unlocked his phone and started typing to Craig. 

Clyde: HELP

Craig: You okay? 

Clyde: I’M TAKING KENNY ON A DATE

His phone started buzzing and he scrambled to turn on his microphone access before answering. “Hey!” he whisper-yelled. 

“What the fuck do you mean, you’re taking Kenny on a date?!” 

“I mean, I asked him on a date. Now he’s in the shower. I don’t know what to do!” 

“I’m so proud of you!” Tweek chimed in. Clyde made a face. He sounded very close. 

“Am I interrupting something?” he asked, thrown off completely. 

“No!” 

Craig laughed. “Nope. Anyways. You were saying?” 

“How do I-” He paused. “What the fuck do I do?!” 

“Dude, you’ve been, like, obsessed with him since when?” 

“Um. I don’t know?” 

Craig breathed out a sigh. “Like, two fucking years. Take the win.” 

“But I’m so awkward! And weird and goofy and a fucking mess!” 

“Okay,” Craig responded evenly. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but Kenny is also a mess. We’re kinda all fucking messes as of late.” There was a second part that was so quiet Clyde barely heard it. “You d didn’t cause this.” Clyde’s eyes practically bulged out of his head. He’d never heard Craig sound anything but mildly annoyed, bored, or enraged. His voice was so gentle. He forgot how to talk for a second. “Clyde, did you break?” Craig asked lamely. 

“Um. Nah. Lingered on a thought.” His panic flared up once again. “Craig, what do I do?! Help me!” 

“Hold on. Tweek said he wants to tell you something.” 

“Tweek?” Clyde didn’t mean to say that with as much bewilderment as he did. Especially knowing Tweek could 100% hear him. But Tweek didn’t know anyone. He’d never been romantically involved with anyone as far as Clyde knew. Tweek was pretty much a blank, groomed into murdering, but very much so blank slate when he came into their lives. How the fuck is he gonna help me? 

“Hi, Clyde,” Tweek greeted. 

“Hi, Tweek.” 

“Okay. I just wanted to say this and I hope it helps. You and Kenny are two sides of the same coin, in a way. You compliment each other. You also both like each other a lot.” Clyde sputtered. 

“If you can see that, I’m fucked,” he muttered. 

“Rude, but fair,” Tweek noted. 

“Be real with me, Tweeky.” 

“You two deserve a good ending. And I think if you just be yourself and communicate with him, you’ll get one. He really cares about you.” 

Clyde took a deep breath. “Do you think myself is good enough?” 

“It doesn’t matter if yourself is good enough. He likes you.” There was a short pause. “I do think you’re good enough, for the record.” 

Clyde nodded. “Thank you.” 

“Craig says you’re good enough too. You’re just stupid.” 

“Hey!” 

“I didn’t say it! He did!” A laugh bubbled out of him. Clyde made a face. Have I ever heard him laugh before besides that night with Tammy? His brows knit together slightly. He’d known Tweek for two months, slowly encroaching on three, and he’d only laughed once in front of them. At Tammy. Which was fair, Tammy’s hilarious. But it was jarring at how natural it sounded. Holy shit I’m definitely interrupting something. 

“Tweek be so honest with me,” he breathed out. 

“Yes?” 

“Am I actually interrupting something?” 

“Nah. We’re just in bed.” 

“OH MY GOD?” 

“Watching a movie, you fuck,” Craig chimed in. 

“Oh my god,” Tweek muttered before another laugh came out. 

Kenny’s door opened and Clyde’s eyes widened slightly, stomach twisting. “Yeah, okay. Gotta go. Get married. Bye.” He hung up and dropped his phone on the bed next to him. “Hi.” 

Kenny offered him a small smile. “Your mic.” 

“Shit.” Clyde quickly grabbed his phone and scrambled to his microphone access back off. “Thanks.” 

“Of course. Gotta keep you safe, bozo.” 

Clyde’s nose scrunched. “Don’t be mean,” he drawled. 

“Okay,” he responded evenly. “We’re gonna go and look at some of the coolest and most beautiful things this planet has to  to offer and you’ll still be infinitely more cool and infinitely more beautiful.” 

“Okay, well excuse me while I go throw up because you have no business giving me butterflies like that,” he responded, actually ready to throw up.

Kenny laughed. It was bright as always. “Are you actually gonna throw up?” 

Clyde made a face. “...No.” He blinked. “Yeah, no. I’ll live.” 

“Good.” He shot Clyde a small nod and Clyde got up, pretending he didn’t feel like his legs were jello. He followed Kenny out of his room and outside. “So, who’s getting married?” Kenny asked. It sounded like he was actually dying to ask. 

Clyde laughed. “Tweek and Craig.” 

Kenny’s eyebrows shot up. “Is that, like, a thing?” 

“Oh my god, hear me out. I was on the phone with Craig. And Tweek was there, because obviously. They live together. But Tweek was, like, there. And then he tells me they’re in bed. And Craig quickly shot in that they were watching a movie. But in bed! They have a perfectly acceptable couch!” 

Kenny barked out a laugh. “One of them could just be the affectionate type.” 

Clyde narrowed his eyes at Kenny. “That fits neither of them.” 

“I mean, privately it might.” 

“Not Craig. Maybe Tweek. But still! Craig is not, like- I don’t know, he doesn’t snuggle up in bed and watch movies with his friends!” 

“I mean, I was already sold. But damn.”

“Wait. Why were you sold?” 

“The way Craig is basically his guard dog and will do anything to go out and fight for Tweek. Alone. So he doesn’t have to use his powers. Or have his relic nearby.” 

“But that’s just because-oh my god, you’re so fucking right.” 

“And when Tammy tried to press Tweek he was ready to step in.” 

“Oh my god, I’m actually so dense.” 

Kenny shrugged with a laugh. “Yeah.” 

“Wait, but why have neither of them said anything then?!” 

“I mean, can you blame them? From Craig’s perspective, and all of ours, Tweek is very… Tricky. He doesn’t really have a handle on relationships in any capacity yet. He just started opening up to us like a few weeks ago. And from Tweek’s, he’s literally never had friends. I’m gonna be so honest he probably wouldn’t even get why he would feel differently about someone else. Or at least, it’d take him a bit.” 

“That sounds mean but it’s so dead on,” Clyde noted. 

“You know I don’t mean it in a mean way. I fucking love Tweek. He’s just kinda new to people.” 

Clyde’s heart panged. “I hate what she did to him.” 

Kenny nodded, sad smile appearing. “Well, he has us now. And he’s been getting better. We can’t go back and fix it, but we can make the best of what we do have.” 

“This is why I like you,” he blurted out. 

Kenny sputtered a laugh. “What?” 

“Um.” Oh my god, brain, work. “Like, you just. You look at the big picture from a logical perspective, but you always try to stay positive. You manage to do both. No one really does that. Y’know, it’s usually one or the other.” 

Kenny  nudged him slightly. “I like that you just stay positive.” 

“Because I have people like you to look at the big picture for me,” he joked. 

“If that’s what it takes,” Kenny responded with a half shrug. 

“Wait, where are we walking to?” 

Kenny smirked. “You mean, where are we racing to?” 

Clyde lit up. “We’re racing?” 

“I mean, I personally think that would be super fun. And it would save us like a good five minutes.” 

“Oh, you’re on.” 

Kenny tapped his relic to his forehead and Clyde’s hand flew to his pocket so he could follow suit. 

“Better keep up!” Kenny called out as he broke out into a run. Clyde felt the immediate relief as he transformed mid sprint after Kenny. They made a right onto the strip and went up the first fire escape they saw. 

A laugh bubbled out of Clyde. “I still don’t know where we’re going!” 

“Somewhere cool!” 

“Je bent gek!” he yelled. 

“Ik vergeet altijd dat je Nederlands spreekt!”

Clyde practically skidded to a stop. “WHAT?!” 

Kenny immediately noticed and spun around. “What?” 

“Spreek jij eigenlijk Nederlands?!” Kenny looked like he’d been caught. He slowly nodded and Clyde took a few steps closer. Then proceeded to swat at his arm. “Waarom heb je het mij niet verteld?!” 

“It never came up! I didn’t just wanna be, like, ‘oh hey I speak Dutch too, isn’t that totally crazy?!’” 

Clyde narrowed his eyes slightly. “Okay. Fair, I guess.” That didn’t explain the look on his face when Clyde called him out though. “Why do you speak Dutch?” 

Kenny laughed. It felt almost fake. Clyde didn’t like it one bit. “Not really much of a first date conversation.” 

Clyde didn’t like that either. They hadn’t been this close for that long, but the fact that Kenny was seemingly trying to sidestep that all together and keep this from him made him feel weird. They stared at each other for a moment. “You know you don’t always have to keep on a brave face for me, right?” he tried, no idea if he was shooting in the right direction. “You can tell me bad stuff, or like. I don’t know. Stuff you feel like you should keep secret. Because you’re my best friend. I tell you everyone else’s secrets because you’re my best friend, but I would never tell anyone yours.” 

Kenny’s face softened. The look in his eyes felt like a stab to the heart. “Thank you for that,” he said quietly. 

“You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to. I just don’t want you to think you need to hide stuff from me because I’m sensitive, y’know?” 

Kenny frowned slightly. “It’s just a lot.” 

“I’m a lot,” Clyde joked. 

He breathed out a laugh. “You kinda are.” 

Clyde took a step forward and pulled him into a loose hug. “I know,” he responded as he rested his head on Kenny’s shoulder. “But you can tell me anything.” 

Kenny’s arms wrapped around him tightly. They stood there in silence for a moment. “Ik kan niet doodgaan,” he murmured. 

Clyde made a face. “What?” 

“I mean, like. I do. But everyone forgets and I kinda just spawn back in.” 

Clyde’s stomach dropped. “Is that what your power is?” he whispered. 

“No. That started when I was born. Some fucking curse, or whatever. I don’t know much about it.” 

“No one remembers?” 

“Never.” 

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. “That sounds so horrible.” 

“It’s whatever. Y’know. I’ve been living with it for so long I’m just used to it. But that’s why I know Dutch. Afterlives are not English exclusive.”

Clyde nodded against him. “Yeah, that makes sense.” 

“Do you believe me?” His voice was so tiny. Clyde felt gutted. 

“Of course I believe you. We got magical powers from the internet and have to fight monsters to stay alive.” Of course he wasn’t sure that last part was true. But the more he thought about what would happen when their marks turned black, the more that felt true. “And even if we didn’t, you’re my best friend. You have no reason to lie to me.” 

“Thank you,” he breathed out. Kenny squeezed him tighter. 

“I have a question though,” Clyde responded hesitantly. He wanted to know this so bad it felt like it was going to burn a hole in his brain. This was the only thing he thought he didn’t know about Kenny, and it drove him crazy when he sat with it for too long. 

“Of course.” 

“What is your power?” 

Kenny let out a bitter laugh. “I explode.” 

“What?” 

“Basically, I’m like a human pipe bomb. But my drawback is dying, because of course it is. And it hurts so much. And everyone forgets. So using it means not only would I be having a shit time, but I wouldn’t get purifiers because I’d be busy being dead and no one would even remember I was there.” 

Clyde’s chest hurt. “That’s so fucking mean,” he whispered. “I’m so sorry.” 

“Lotta our powers feel mean.” Clyde nodded. Kenny hugged him tighter. “You wanted to be stronger, and you got it. But look at what it does to you. That’s so unfair it’s not even funny, Clyde.” Clyde never told a soul that. But of course, Kenny just knew that. 

Clyde nodded against him. “Fuck our mod, seriously.” 

Kenny laughed and Clyde felt like all of the wrongs in the air had been righted. It was real. Genuine. Not pained or bitter. It was just Kenny. “Thank you. I haven’t tried to talk about this in so long.” 

Clyde gave him a tight squeeze. “You can always talk to me.” 

“You too. You know that, right?” 

“Of course.”

Kenny let go of him and smiled so brightly Clyde felt like he needed to take a lap around the building. “Now can I pretty please take you on this date?” 

Clyde laughed. “Yes? You still haven’t told me where we’re going!” 

“We’re actually above where we’re going.” 

Clyde looked down at the concrete roof like that would somehow indicate where they were. He settled for rolling his eyes before he let himself transform back into non-magical freak clothes. Kenny laughed as he let his regular clothes come back to him. They climbed down the fire escape and Clyde lit up with excitement. They were at the aquarium. The aquarium probably wouldn’t have been his first choice in the sense of the fact that he didn’t know much about marine life. But aquariums were always so cool and Kenny mentioned that he wanted to be a marine biologist when they grew up and he could listen to Kenny nerd out for hours despite having no idea what he was talking about. 

Kenny took his hand as they walked inside. They were both idiots, so of course when it came time to pay for their entry, they both slapped their cards against the machine and left it up to god. 

[aceforwhatevenisthis]

okay so! i digged a litte deeper into this bill, outside of the linked TikTok video (because, let's be honest, TikTok, even if sourced, is not the best guide for information) [also bear with me, it's a lot of info]

The bill: S.3663 - Kids Online Safety Act

According to Congress.gov, the bill is from LAST YEAR. It never got past the Senate Committee on Commerce, Science, and Transportation and is in fact currently "placed on Senate Legislative Calendar under General Orders." This was December 15, 2022 (about 8 months ago at the time of writing this).

What does being placed on calendar under general orders mean?

Simply put, it means that the bill can be brought up on the Senate floor for consideration. To quote Senate.gov, "This is a list of all Senate and House measures placed on the Calendar of Business, pursuant to Senate Rule VIII. The measures are sequenced by order number and are eligible for Senate floor consideration. Most measures are placed under this heading."

This bill is currently calendar #660.

Who are the sponsors and co-sponsors?

Sen. Blumenthal, Richard [D-CT] <- the original sponsor

Sen. Blackburn, Marsha [R-TN] <- the original co-sponsor

Sen. Markey, Edward J. [D-MA]

Sen. Capito, Shelley Moore [R-WV]

Sen. Lujan, Ben Ray [D-NM]

Sen. Cassidy, Bill [R-LA]

Sen. Baldwin, Tammy [D-WI]

Sen. Ernst, Joni [R-IA]

Sen. Klobuchar, Amy [D-MN]

Sen. Daines, Steve [R-MT]

Sen. Peters, Gary C. [D-MI]

Sen. Rubio, Marco [R-FL]

Sen. Hickenlooper, John W. [D-CO]

Sen. Sullivan, Dan [R-AK]

Personally, I don't believe this bill is gonna be up for Senate consideration any time soon. It's relatively old and hasn't seen any movement or action since last year. That said, as many of the other people before me have pointed out, it speaks of the danger that the internet as we know it is. I first got into fandom as a kid and just because I made internet safety mistakes as a 13yr old does not mean that the website and internet as a whole are at fault. If there's anything I've learned, it's that if kids want to find something, they will. If there's a will, there's most definitely a way.

Also, everything you say @trashworldblog is very true and thank you for sharing your experience. If you want to help kids say safe online, this is now how. There's a million other avenues that contribute to the safety of minors online but letting a bill like this go through is not one of them.

!!PLEASE STOP SCROLLING AND READ THIS!!

There's something called a KOSA Bill in the US. It's a project planning to cut off internet access to ALL CHILDREN WORLDWIDE. This means they are banning Chai/C.AI, Wattpad, AO3, Discord, Tumblr, Tiktok, etc.

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[getlostsquidward]

Home for the Holidays

Lou Miller x fem!reader

Request: Reader and the rest of the gang team up to surprise Lou on Christmas after reader was away due to work for a few months. Fluffy! :D

A/N: this isnt christmassy as i would've wanted it, maybe bc i wasnt feeling it lmao and idk if this is fluffy enough 😭 but I hope you like it!!!

“Why don’t we just order some take-out?” Constance asked before stuffing her mouth with a burger.

“We’ve been feeding off of take-outs since forever, Connie. Don’t you want some real food in your stomach?” Nine-ball gave Constance her infamous side-eye, which made the woman put her hands up in retreat. She doesn’t win much against the hacker’s retorts.

Meanwhile, Rose helps Debbie put decorations in the Christmas tree as per your request. They hadn’t told Lou it was you who asked for it, they just let Lou wake up with Christmas decorations around the loft.

Lou watched the women roam around the loft from upstairs. Her arms were propped on the banisters, her tongue poking the insides of her cheeks as she zones out.

The loft hadn’t got this homely vibe since the gang – and you, have hung around often. It was weird at first but the feeling was welcome. The only thing missing right now is you.

Lou misses you so much.

She won’t say it out loud, but the women could tell because of her drastic mood changes a month after your work had required you to stay at a different location for six months. It was out of character for her, but you two haven’t been away for this long. How long has it been anyway?

Tammy had finished putting the lasagna in the oven. Looking up, she saw the Aussie lost in her thoughts and went up to her. She knows exactly what was going on in her mind.

“Hey, why don’t you pick up some items for me?” Tammy took the list from her pocket and handed it to Lou, “So you don’t ruin the mood. It’s very festive downstairs and then I see you here sulking.”

Lou groaned, taking the paper from the other blonde. “This is all alcohol. Why don’t we just go to the club after?”

Tammy looked so surprised at the question. “Uh- uhm wait. Let me ask them quick,” she scurried downstairs, going to where Debbie is. Tammy could have just shouted from where they are, why did they have to whisper? It’s like they don’t want Lou to hear what they were talking about.

Both women looked up to Lou. She raised an eyebrow at them, thinking what these nerds are up to. It took a while before they finished talking, as Debbie had to go outside to make some phone calls.

Lou is somehow irked out by the unusual behavior of her two friends, so she goes down to pry on whatever is going on. She was about to speak when the brunette walked in. “Club after dinner?” Debbie confirmed before going back to her previous activity.

–

The dinner went by, and they were prepping up to go to Lou’s club. While they were eating, she couldn’t help but miss you more. Lasagna was your favorite, and she could almost hear and see you dancing around the kitchen while making it. It also doesn’t help that you hadn’t made contact all day. Maybe the vodka could help.

–

You were just about to collect your luggage when your phone ringed. “Hey, Debs. What’s up?”

“Is it okay if we go to the club instead? Lou’s getting kinda suspicious, and well. You know how she gets.”

“No problem. I’ll just drop my things in the loft then go right ahead.”

“Great! See you later?”

“I’ll see you. Thanks, Debbie.”

You have been planning this for a week now. It isn’t much, just your hastily planned surprise appearance as your schedule had allowed you to be back a week earlier. Lou doesn’t have any idea that you’ll be back home today. The gang had helped to keep Lou busy, and all she knows is you’ll be back a day before New Year’s.

Change of plans.

–

Tammy, Debbie, Lou, and Nine-ball helped themselves for a drink first, while Constance and Rose have gone to mingle along with sweaty bodies on the dance floor.

Your girlfriend, the ever-generous club owner has placed herself behind the bar. She had served the women their drinks and done even the mundane wiping of glasses just to keep her mind off of you.

The three had engaged in a conversation, sometimes Lou chimes in but she can’t help but look at the entrance from time to time, imagining you would walk in. The door opened.

“Amita! Hey, girl!”

For such a small woman, Lou wonders how Constance's voice would always stand up in the crowd.

She sighed, slightly disappointed. Why does she keep waiting for you to turn up when you were on the other side of the world?

Lou’s head whipped at the door’s direction once again. And just like earlier, she had just disappointed herself even more.

The fashionably late Daphne went straight at the bar, kissing the ladies in the cheeks. “Hi, so sorry I’m late. We had to reshoot some scenes.”

Just as the actress sat down, Lou had already slid a drink in her front. “Oh, right. There’s someone looking for you, Lou.

“Who?”

“I think her name is April?” Daphne answered, shrugging.

What could April want this time? She thought they had left early. Lou excused herself and tried to find the girl in the sea of swaying bodies. However, she didn’t need to try too hard as April found her first.

“Hi, boss. I thought I saw you at the bar when you arrived with your friends,” April semi-yelled, so Lou can hear her above the music.

“Yeah, I was.”

“Then I thought you’d left because I heard your bike revving, but they said you never left. Just want to let you know.”

Somebody called April away, making it her cue to leave. Lou panicked and went off to where her bike was supposed to be parked. It wasn’t there.

The blonde cursed under her breath as she roams around to find it. There were bikes parked across the lot, but it wasn’t hers. She need not look closely, she’ll know hers from a mile away.

And there it was, along with whoever had the guts to steal her bike. Lou tries to make out their face under the streetlamp but they were wearing a helmet. She walked toward them, fuming.

When Lou was near enough, the bike thief spoke. “Took you long enough.”

Removing the helmet, you were mumbling about how bikers do not feel suffocated in the protective gear. Then you turned to your girlfriend with a sly grin, but she wipes it off as she pulled you for a kiss. It was a hungry and breathtaking one, Lou literally taking your breath away and making your knees buckle.

“Well, that’s a nice welcome home and a Christmas present. Do it again?” breathlessly, you asked.

Lou obliges, this time the kiss was much slower, more intimate. You feel her smile against your lips and you smiled in return.

Your lips part, pressing your forehead onto hers.

“Don’t ever leave me that long again.”

“Never.”

[blackacre13]

Not to be dramatic, but I’m DYING for more of the teacher/student series.

I love the drama. Part 15 was last so here’s Part 16:

“Fuck,” the blonde breathed. “It’s like you read my mind. Well, in reverse anyway. I’ve been smitten with you since the first day of your class. You just hooked me in. But of course, I wanted to work with you because you’re the best and because of where I want to be as a professional. I want to be with you, Debbie, but I still need you to be that professor that mentor that is Dr. Ocean.”

“But you also want to make out with me?” Debbie grinned making Lou blush.

“That and more,” Lou laughed. “And I appreciate that you want lists and boundaries and whatever. So much more than you know. I don’t want to fuck with either of our futures.”

“But you also want to fuck me?”

“I’ll owe you big time,” Lou offered. “Just please? Please let me borrow your car, Tam.”

“What’s in it for me?” Tammy asked, raising an eyebrow as she sifted through a magazine on her bed, the blonde pacing across the dorm.

“Exactly what I just said,” Lou sighed, rolling her eyes. “I’ll owe you big time.”

“Simple. Just take your bike.”

“I am not just throwing her on the back of a bike with zero warning,” the blonde frowned. “Please, Tam? Just this once.”

“Fine,” she huffed, closing the magazine before tossing it across the mattress. “What do you think she’ll wear?”

“I guess I’ll see it when I see it,” Lou shrugged, continuing her pacing. “More focused on what I should be wearing. Which you said you’d help me with.” Lou was lying through her teeth. She’d spend most of her classes today caught up in picturing what Debbie would wear and hoping it was another dress or skirt that showed off her killer calves. And maybe she’d spent time wondering what she’d wear underneath. And if Lou would get to see it.

“Whenever I help you with clothing, I tell you to do one thing and then you do the complete absolute opposite,” Tammy pointed out.

“Maybe,” the blonde smirked. “But without you, I wouldn’t be able to make the right decision.”

“As in the one I don’t pick.”

“Precisely.”

“Just keep working those suits,” Tammy suggested, waving at the air. “She already told you she loves them. Just maybe switch up the shirts.”

“Like no shirt at all?” Lou grinned as Tammy’s mouth gaped. She kicked her socked foot at Lou’s hip as she passed.

“No!” Tammy shrieked. “Lou!”

“I think it’d be hot,” the blonde shrugged. “Thanks, Tam. I’ll give it a go.”

“That is not what I meant,” Tammy sighed.

“Sure it is,” Lou winked before checking her watch. “I have to go. Meeting Debbie before class. But I’ll find you at lunch?”

“How is this your life?” Tammy asked. “I mean, seriously.”

“It could be yours too,” Lou laughed, swinging her messenger bag over her shoulder.

“Have you seen my department?” Tammy groaned. “I just have to play the long game. Get that teaching job. Survey some single dads of my students.”

“So you want yourself a daddy?” Lou smirked, her hand on the doorknob.

“Shut up, Miller,” Tammy hissed, throwing a pillow towards her. “We can’t all fuck our hot lesbian art professors.”

“We haven’t fucked,” Lou rolled her eyes.

“Yet,” Tammy huffed.

“Yet,” Lou grinned before blowing Tammy a kiss and headed out the door.

She put her headphones in and started her mini commute to the arts building, stopping off at the student union for two coffees and checking Dr. Ocean’s mailbox.

She rapped on Debbie’s door twice, the door swinging open immediately as Debbie’s hand reached out for the coffees and placed them on her desk before throwing the stack of envelopes on a chair and pulling Lou inside by the strap of her bag as the blonde chuckled, Debbie closing the door behind her before pressing Lou back against it, leaning in to leave her with a smoldering kiss that Lou melted into, unable to wipe the delirious smile off her lips even after Debbie’s mouth left hers.

“I take it we’re still on for dinner tonight?” Lou smirked, clearing her throat as she tried to shake off her dizzy head and loose legs, the feeling of Debbie’s lips still tingling against hers.

“Wouldn’t miss it, my sleeper,” Debbie promised. “I’ve been looking forward to it all week.”

“Do I get to know where we’re eating?” Lou asked, sitting down on Debbie’s desk as the brunette came to stand in front of her, wrapping her arms around Lou’s shoulders as Lou’s legs wrapped around Debbie’s, pulling her in closer.

“It’s a surprise.”

“But I’m driving.”

“So the GPS will give you a five minute head start to the surprise,” Debbie shrugged. “You’ll love it. I promise.”

“Alright,” Lou nodded with a grin. “A surprise it is. Thanks for letting me pick you up.”

“I never turn down chivalry,” Debbie winked.

“We’ll, I’m chock full, Ms. Ocean,” Lou hummed.

“I like the sound of that, Ms. Miller,” Debbie laughed. “But not too chivalrous I hope. I still like a bad girl, you know.”

“Honey, if you’re a good girl for me, I can be whatever you want.”

[rigginsstreet]

I’m sorry in advance for venting but your blog is really refreshing because you say it like it is and there’s no need to use overtly complicated and polite language just so some ppl don’t lose their shit.

Anyway. I’m not even starting on St*ddie (I could go on forever) because honestly it’s clear that the D Bags and other producers or whatever knew that the ship/interaction between the characters would appeal to the audience and bring more ppl to watch the show, because it is just a cutesy little ship with no conflict whatsoever (which, y’know…boring af), so there’s no one trying to play the social justice warrior when they are shipping St*ddie.

But one thing I also don’t understand is the obsession over R*nance? Maybe it’s because I don’t like any of the Wheelers and how they are coddled every second of the show. But I just don’t see the appeal either, especially with the whole “let me help my friend try to get back to his ex” type of dynamic the group had.

Like, I get it, people want more LGBTQ+ rep, I want it too, but insisting on Nancy? I just honestly don’t get it. Like, whether the fandom admits it or not, sure Nancy can shoot guns, but she is still an entitled suburban girl. I don’t think Robin would go for her after her crush on Tammy. Not that Tammy and Nancy are the same, but still. If people want their rep, they should stop settling for crumbs and shit that just doesn’t fit.

And like maybe I am a bad sister or friend for this, but it’s getting so tiring listening to my sisters and friends raving over these ships when I just find it extremely dull. But god forbid I talk about Harringrove with any of them, since they fell for the “Billy is the ultimate villain” bullshit. But like…at least Harringrove has complexity and way more depth, so much potential. Idk.

Anyway. Thank you for being unapologetically honest! Again, it’s very refreshing. I really enjoy your blog!

Oof you hit the nail on the head about r*nonance.

I never like popular femslash ships lmfao content for femslash ships is rare enough and I always gotta make shit more difficult for myself by shipping the LEAST popular thing, just making up my own shit entirely 😂

And yeah it’s definitely because people so badly want femslash ships and get nothing so when they are served the barest of crumbs they go crazy. And I just… do not succumb to that way of thinking. Because above of all else, I want to be entertained ALSO I don’t just go around putting queer labels on characters for the hell of it (sometimes I do as a joke but right now I’m talking about when I’m actually shipping something) I have to actually see context for it within the narrative. And I know some people don’t like making it that deep and just wanna have fun but that’s just not how my brain works lmao things need to make sense to me

So when people start trying to make Nancy goddamn wheeler of all people queer it’s like…. She isn’t. Even remotely lmfao I know everyone’s all excited robin finally had a female to interact with in I guess a significant way but this is not the move it is not the vibe lmao

As far as your friends and sister go… talk about harringrove all the time. Walk into every conversation starting with harringrove. That is your right lmfao I’m so serious.

I only have one irl friend who is into stranger things in a remotely fan-ish fashion and she’s a big Eddie fan and she knows I love billy and we have this jokey beef going on but she hasn’t brought up anything about him being a villain to me… probably because we’ve been friends for over 10 years and she knows good and well my habit of latching onto whatever character has the worst personality 😂 she knows not to fight me. Which is my other advice. Be so annoying in your arguments that people eventually learn to shut their mouth around you. I condition everyone in my life to do this and I know peace because of it

[quanticowrites]

Special Hot Chocolate (Christopher Lasalle x Reader)

•• Hey all! Merry Christmas! I can not believe I actually sat my ass down and wrote this in time to post today, but here we are. I hope you all enjoy! ❤️ ••

“Thanks for helping me, Chris.” You pressed the hook onto the wall and hung up the last string of lights. You made the lights on the wall into the shape of a Christmas tree, since a real one would be in the way. With Sebastian and Tammy both needing desks there just wasn't enough room for one. He laughed.

“The way you asked made it sound like I didn't have much choice.” He started hanging a few ornaments on your light tree and you climbed down from the ladder. You missed the last step and let out a yelp as you fell backward, shutting your eyes as you waited to fall hard on the floor. “Woah!” Chris caught you and you blinked up at him, surprised. “Easy there tiger.” You smiled as he stood you up. “You need to watch what you're doin.”

“Oh, shut up country boy. You act like you've never fallen off a ladder before.”

“Nah but I've had plenty of practice catching Cade.” You stepped back and put your hands on your hips, doing a full 360 to look around the office. Garland hung around the perimeter of the ceiling, you'd put a miniature Santa hat on the corner of every computer monitor. Then there was your tree made of lights. “Hey, want some hot chocolate?” You scoffed.

“That's a stupid question, of course I do.” You followed Chris into the kitchen and sat at your favorite stool by the counter.

You watched him fill the crockpot with all the ingredients. He added the chocolate last and as he was stirring you went to grab two mugs when he stopped you.

“Wait, I still got one more ingredient.” You laughed.

“What else can you possibly add? You've got marshmallows, cinnamon sticks, and a whole ass Hershey bar in there. What more can ya fit?” He held out a finger as he turned around and grabbed something from the cupboard behind him. He held up a bottle of rum.

“Ain't nothing complete without a spike of this beauty.” He poured in a decent helping and you handed him two mugs. You hated to admit it, but when you took that first swig you knew instantly that you'd be begging him to make this more often. You wouldn't care if it was the middle of a heatwave in July. You'd just finished your cup and you couldn't help but notice how subtle Chris was trying to be as he kept looking at his watch.

“Are you late for something?” You asked and a big grin spread across his face.

“I ain't late, I'm just trying to stall you long enough for Hugh to get outside.”

“Wait, what?” He laughed, grabbing your hand and leading you outside to the front of the office. Roy stood to the side with a smile. Had he been in on this? There stood a carriage from the nearby park. It was one of those who would take you around the city. You'd always said you'd ride one, but after you moved to New Orleans two years ago you forgot all about it. You'd told Chris that on the first case you worked with the team.

“You remembered?” You looked up at him, speechless. Tammy had warned you that Chris was a notorious prankster, but she never said he gave such heartfelt gestures too. There was a difference between a cup of special hot chocolate and something you've been wanting to do since you first visited the city. “I told you that over two years ago.”

“I know, I wrote it down. Figured with how this last case went you could use a little cheering up since you're doing your best to help the rest of us.” He opened the side and you climbed on. He hopped up beside you and he wrapped an arm around your shoulder. You leaned back and laid your head up against Chris’s chest.

You ride around for a few hours. The city always looked amazing at night, but there was something special about Christmas. Businesses big and small decorated their shops with blinking lights and fake snow. Christmas music frequently flows out of every street, from both the people playing guitar on the side of the road and the bars and restaurants along Bourbon street. He brought his lips down to your ear.

“Did I do good?” He whispered. “I wanted to make a good first impression.” You blinked.

“First impression? Chris, I've known you for over three years.” You could hear his heart beating in his chest. It was going a million miles a minute. Why was he suddenly so nervous?

“I know that, (y/n), I meant like-” He paused. “I meant like a first d-date.” You sat up as he stumbled with his words. Was it a mix of nerves and his special hot chocolate? Or was he that nervous to ask you on a date? You couldn't help but laugh at the shocked look on his face. He must not have expected you to sit up so quickly.

“I'm not laughing at you, Chris. It's just so funny how scared you are about little ol’ me.” He rubbed the back of his neck.

“I ain't scared. I'm just a little intimidated.” That made you laugh even harder. You calmed down and rubbed a tear out of your eye before putting your hand on top of his.

“Well, don't be. I'd be honored to go on a date with you, Chris. But technically this is our first date.” You pecked him on the cheek. “And I'm really looking forward to the second.”

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