#this is serious busines

[definetelynotavampire]

Ranpoe and Bubbles :D

[froggiesir]

so funny watching Chronically Grim 16 year old purpled being so serious while speaking to the batshit Insane adults all around him

[tam--lin]

We're not going to destroy the gender binary unless y'all start letting cis men wear skirts

[magdaclaire]

hi besties friendly reminder that you can say "no longer using" rather than "clean." having an addiction is already stigmatized enough.

in that same vein, saying "I'm clean" instead of "I don't have any STDs," is hurtful to people who live with sexually transmitted diseases.

just like. if you're describing something as "clean," you're describing the counterpart as "dirty," in a way. it's giving eugenics.

[illumiiiz]

working in radio is so fun. at the dept head meeting today we were talking about what concerts we’re gonna put on next summer and our news guy caleb goes “well. it’s not gonna be Jimmy Buffett.” to which there was a collective inhale and several “TOO SOON! oh no,, too soon…”s and then we talked about jimmy buffett for ten minutes before switching back to a serious topic 💀💀 this office is so funny I love it here

[possumcollege]

I hear the lesbian bar is fun. It sounds nicer than most bars I know. While I'm not particularly serious about it, I am a man and not a lesbian or bisexual lady so that bar isn't really for me.

This is not a flaw in the lesbian bar's busines philosophy.

[orion4ever]

Author's Note: I was inspired by a recent post of mine about Cliff's protective nature towards MC and how he reacts when Baxter and MC reunite and get back together. I believe Cove keeps Cliff updated on EVERYTHING!

This would take place after the events of the Baxter DLC, The timing is up to you!

Pairing: Baxter Ward x MC

Cliff Holden was currently unboxing some new shipments When he heard the store's front doorbell ring a few times.

He emerged from the backroom to see his son and his group of friends. He instantly had a huge grin on his face as he welcomed them.

"Hey, Bud." He greeted nonchalantly, earning a small 'Hey' from his son.

"Oh! Hello, Terry and Miranda! It's always nice seeing you two" he greeted warmly, earning himself an enthusiastic "Heeyyyyy!" from Terry and a small wave from Miranda.

"And of course, MC and-" he paused when he saw the new face standing next to MC with a sheepish smile. He looked familiar but he couldn't put a name to the face.

"Oh! Hey! It's always nice seeing a new face, I am Cliff" he greeted with a grin.

The 'stranger' smile grows a little. "Hello. We've already met before...I was staying in the condo next to yours five years ago..?" The black-haired man said. "Baxter Ward?" He added.

Cliff deflated for a minute. He had remembered, now that Baxter hiked his memory. Cove had updated Cliff on the entire series of events about Baxter and MC.

He was told how the eccentric monochromatic tourist had gotten together with his long-term neighbor and son's best friend.

He was also told about how the same eccentric monochromatic tourist had dumped MC at the end of the summer and vowed to never see them again.

Baxter had always been very neighborly and amiable towards Mr. Holden himself, always greeting him and giving tidbits about his plans for the day.

But...

He couldn't forget how heartbroken MC was over the breakup. It always seemed like they had some unheeded feelings that will most likely never be addressed or explained; leaving MC confused and sad over it all.

Like Noelani and Pamela’s first reaction to the reappearance of Baxter; His excitement melted in the California heat.

“Oh.” Cliff mumbled.

He then walked to stand behind the register took out a long box and continued to talk with everyone.

“So , What brings you back in town, Baxter?”

“Well.-“ Baxter was then promptly interrupted by the sound of a box opening and a metal clanking sound hitting the counter.

Cliff casually unboxed a box of fishing harpoons while staring right at Baxter.

“Well, we wanted to visit the shopping district again to relax.” Baxter finished , he had his usual grin but it looked a tiny bit wobbly.

“Uh-huh,” Cliff said, placing another fishing harpoon on the table casually again. “Ignore me. These are new shipments.” Cliff reiterated, with a slightly forced smile.

Not wanting to stay in this awkward and slightly threatening silence, MC speaks up.

“Mr. Holden , me and Baxter are back together; don’t be too hard on him” they said both in a jokey and genuine sense.

Cliff chuckled a little. “I won’t , don’t worry!” He smiled , shining the threatening harpoons.

Miranda giggled a little , either out of nervousness or whatever was going on. Terry being the social butterfly he is bounced right back.

“B-man invited everyone to lunch so we gotta head out soon!” He stated , giving Baxter a friendly pat on the shoulder.

“Yeah. We just wanted to stop by , Dad” Cove said with a smile. Cliff nodded to that. “I appreciate you for thinking about your old man, Cove.”

“Your not old , Mr.Holden. Your only like 49.”

“Pfft-, 49?!? MC. I promise ,I am not that old” he cackled lightheartedly. Before he started waving the group off. “You kids go on now, You don’t have to stay to keep me company.”

As they all began exiting , he stopped Baxter. “Uh , Baxter. A word?” He asked , a serious tone in his voice.

Baxter didn’t say anything but he did move to properly look at the older gentleman. He had a abased frown.

“I don’t want any funny business with you,” Cliff said, crossing his arms. “MC has been a massive support to both Cove and myself for a long time. It would be sad to see them be heartbroken again.” He continued, he wasn’t joking around.

Baxter Ward stood up straighter and said. “Mr. Holden. I assure you that this time, I am here to stay.” He said, putting a pale hand to his purple button-up.

“I understand your concern. I haven’t made a good impression by doing that years ago. I am sorry for that. I truly do care for MC and I want to be with them.”

He finished it off with a slight bow of his head.

Cliff unfolded his arms and gave Baxter’s shoulder a strong but not painful squeeze. “Good. I hope we can become good friends then.”

Cliff then let Baxter go to join the rest of the group with a small hopeful smile.

[milesandcorysupermacy]

"I know someone who can"

(Part 3)

1610!Miles x Confused-Black-Fem!Reader

Genre: Friends-to-lovers, Fluff, lil bit of angst

Warnings: Cursing, Use of N-word, Google Translated Spanish, That's it I think lemme know if I missed sum 🤷🏾‍♀️

Songs that it's based on: 'Ivy' By Frank Ocean, 'I Wanna Be Yours' By Arctic Monkeys, 'Love Songs' By Kaash Paige

Summary: Jaleel is trippin', Miles is mad, and you gotta fill your bestie in. That's pretty much it!

Prev: "Mami, who's calling you?"

Miles asked with slightly swollen lips. You grabbed your purse and reached inside for your phone, an slightly audible gasp came from your mouth when you saw the Caller ID.

"It's Jaleel."

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Miles seems slightly taken aback by what you just said. His mind had many questions, the main one being why was Jaleel calling you? But, he put all these questions on hold once he saw your face. You were clearly in distress, pacing around the room as the phone made a constant buzz, waiting for someone to interact with the call. He couldn't just let you feel this way, you clearly didn't wanna answer the phone. But, someone had to, right? This obviously wasn't just because Miles wanted to flex being there for you when Jaleel couldn't, no that was not the case at all...

"Gimme the phone, mama."

Miles' calming tone broke you out of your infectious thoughts. You looked over at him and saw the sincerity in his eyes, knowing he was serious. You walked over to your phone hesitantly before grabbing the phone and throwing it to Miles, he caught it with one hand, not even looking due to his spidey-senses. Show off... He was staring you in the eyes the whole time, looking for any sign of discomfort in your eyes. When he saw none, he took the cue to answer the phone, but not before putting Jaleel on speaker.

"Hello?"

"H-hey, why are you on her phone? Where's Y/n at?"

"You don't gotta worry about that no more, lil bro. You fucked up your whole relationship with her, remember?"

"Nigga, that's none of your busine-"

"Nah, it is my business because she's my business. You were acting like an ass and she left you, you never deserved her anyway."

"Hol on, she never left me. What the fuck are you talking about, bro?"

"Well if she didn't, she's leaving you now. Lose her number, bye."

"Let me talk to he-"

*Click*

Miles jumped off his bed and walked over to you, hugging you from behind.

"There you go, now you'll never have to worry about him talking to you again."

You nod, and he kisses your temple.

"Lemme know if he tries to contact you again, I'll venom strike his phone."

This makes you chuckle, which causes Miles to smile. You two just stayed in the warm hug, not wanting to question the relationship yet. You know that you just kissed him, but you still don't know if you and Miles are dating! You felt it was best to just not address it right now since the moment that the two of you were having was so nice. That was until you got a text, the familiar buzz of your phone made you subconsciously reach for it, checking the notification seeing it was your mom.

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Mother Dearest 😒💞

It's almost your curfew, did you leave from that lil boy house yet?

9:21 pm

Omw rn. I left his btw, I'm at Miles'.

9:22 pm

Good, I never liked him and his nappy dreads anyway 😒

9:23 pm

😭😭 MOM

9:24 pm. Read.

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You clicked your phone off and placed it back into your purse, releasing yourself from the behind hug. You put your purse on and turned to face Miles.

"I gotta go, you wanna walk me home?"

"No, I wanna drive you home. We're in a New York winter right now, I'm not walking around outside when I have a choice not to!"

Miles said, animated. He looked at you like you were crazy and you shook your head, laughing.

"My bad."

You walked over to his doorway and put your shoes on, you began to open Miles' bedroom door but not without him gently removing your hand and placing it on your side. You looked over at him confused, until he opened the door and ushered you out, saying...

"Ladies first."

He smiled at you flirtatiously, before grabbing two jackets hanging on the coat rack. One was a black, north face puffer jacket, and the other was a gray, nike puffer jacket. You furrowed your eyebrows with confusion.

"I didn't bring a jacket."

"I know, but you need one."

He said before handing you the gray, nike puffer jacket. You smiled graciously from the affection that Miles was giving you.

"Thank you."

"Of course, mi preciosa."

(My precious)

You and Miles put on your jackets and he brought his hand down to yours, intertwining your fingers. You felt like a million butterflies were fluttering around in your stomach just from this small gesture. Why does he have this affect on me...? You thought. The jacket smelled just like the cologne Miles always wears. This made you smile a little bit, you felt safe in his essence. Miles led you over to the living room where his parents were sitting.

"Dad, can you give us a ride to Y/n's house?"

Miles asked. His parents turned around on the sofa and took notice of your guys' hands. Rio excitedly shook her husband's shoulders like a girl in middle school, telling her friends a secret. Jeff returned the excitement by turning to his wife, smiling extremely hard. Miles grimaced at his parent's immature actions.

"Guys, please don't make it weird! We just need a ride, please."

Miles said, sighing. Jeff got up excitedly, grabbing his coat.

"Yea, c'mon lovebirds. Let's go."

"Please don't call us that."

Miles said before shutting his front door, making you smile.

"I dunno, I think it has a nice ring to it."

You joked, making Miles groan. You 3 walked down the stairs of Miles' apartment complex. Once the two of you get into the car, Miles offers you an airpod. You excitedly accepted and relaxed to the calm, melodic tones of the song 'Ivy' By Frank Ocean. You two listened to about 5 more songs and you were finally at your house. You handed Miles his airpod and he told you to wait there as he got out of the car, at first you didn't know what he was doing but he came to your side and opened your car door.

"Bye, Mr. Morales!"

"Bye, hun. Don't forget to tell your Mom I said hi!"

Miles grabbed your hand and walked you to the doorstep of your house. You began to take off the jacket he provided until he stopped you with his voice.

"Keep it."

"You sure?"

"Of course I am, mami."

You chuckled a little bit.

"Hey, what's so funny?"

Miles said, playfully shoving you.

"I'm not laughing at you, dumbass. I'm just really happy that you care about me so much, I don't really get this type of treatment from guys a lot. Thanks."

You say, looking up into his eyes. He looked back into yours, noticing the light glare in them from the moonlight behind him. He thought he was gonna pass out from how beautiful your brown skin looked in the moonlight. It provided the most elegant contrasting of colors and light, only something a true artist like himself would notice. He also saw the way your lips were still slightly swollen from the previous makeout session, they also had a moisture to them. He didn't even notice that he was staring for so long until his dad ruined it.

*Beep*

"Will you two stop staring at each other and ring the doorbell? I'm freezing out here."

You two laughed at his dad's tone, Miles let go of your hand to ring your mom's doorbell. He had a sad puppy dog look on his face, already feeling like he was separated from you. He truly didn't want to leave, but he knew he had to once the door swung open to reveal your mom in her bonnet and pajamas.

"Oh, hey Miles. How's school going? You still doing your little art thing?"

Your mother said, trying to engage in small talk with the teenage boy in front of her. Miles smiled before answering enthusiastically.

"School's been alright, I keep my grades up so I can't complain. My art is still going good, I'm still in my AP classes."

"Oh, well that's good. I didn't know Y/n was gonna go to your house, I'm glad she prefers you over that other ugly lil boy. You two would look way better as a couple anyway, I can set you up if you want."

Your mother said as she winked at Miles.

"I'm literally right here."

Your mother chuckled and Miles grabbed your hand, kissing it before saying...

"Goodnight, Y/n."

He then walked away and got into his father's car. He left your mother squealing and giggling like a schoolgirl as you walked in the house. You playfully rolled your eyes, smirking.

"It's not that big of a deal, ma."

"Uh huh, sure. That boy wants to get with you! He's arguably better than Jaleel anyway."

"I agree with that, I broke up with him."

"Oh, so you finally listened to your mother, huh? It's about time. Y/n Morales has a better ring to it than Y/n Barker, Jaleel got a ugly last name."

You chuckled at your Mom's boldness.

"So, I know that's not the jacket you left my house with, is it Miles'?"

"Yes."

Your mom instantly grinned, before walking over to your fridge. Taking out a bottle of water for herself.

"Have fun with your new man."

She said teasingly. You playfully shook your head and began to walk down the hallway to your bedroom, still smiling from the previous events with Miles.

"Mr. Morales said hi, by the way."

You shouted from down the hall. You felt ready to end the day with it being 10 pm. You placed your Miles' jacket onto your coat hook on your bedroom door before closing it.

You walked over to your pajama drawer, pulling out an oversized white tee and some turquoise Perry the Platypus sleep shorts. You put them on and put the clothes you were previously wearing in the hamper. You plopped onto your bed and grapped your phone from your purse that was sitting on your nightstand. You saw a text notification from your best friend, K'Nyah. (Kuh-Ni-Yuh)

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Ny Ny 😝💞

Heyyy, baeeee 🤑

10:01 pm

Heyyyy!

10:02 pm

Im bored, u wanna ft?

10:03 pm

Yeaaaa, I got sum stuff to tell u anyway

10:04 pm. Read.

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You open your FaceTime app and click K'Nyah's contact. You open your airpod case and they automatically connect. You place one into your right ear and within 2 rings, K'Nyah answers.

"Hey, girl."

"Hey, so what u gotta tell me? It better be good, there's been a drama drought in 2024."

"You're literally a whole ass mess."

You chuckle.

"Yep, sure am. Now tell me what happened."

"So basically I had got into this little argument with Jaleel."

"Good, never liked his ass anyway. Go on."

"After we argued I was walking home and Miles saw me walking, he took me to his house and was tryna comfort me and then..."

"Then what?"

"We kinda kissed."

"WHAT?!"

"Yea, and it was really great. I feel like he cares about me like nobody else does and he gave me his coat since I didn't have one."

"You're fucking lying, show me right now."

You panned the camera over to your bedroom door with the gray jacket on the hook. You heard K'Nyah gasp.

"Yes, Finally! Bro when I'm telling you the whole ass friend group was waiting for yall to get together...I mean that. Like everybody talks about yall."

"Well that's the problem, I don't exactly know if we're together or not. I mean we kissed and it was like a whole makeout, girl. Plus he was hugging me and shit, and he kissed me goodnight in front of my mom!"

"So, where is this supposed to tell me that yall AREN'T dating?"

"I dunno, we never really established it. He answered a phone call from Jaleel and told him that I was his business but I just don’t know. That could mean anything."

"And you talking about me being a mess..."

"K'Nyah!"

"Ok, ok. My bad. But, you gotta talk to him tomorrow at school. When you do, fill me in after. I literally can't wait to give Jaleel the silent treatment tomorrow because you already know he gon' be asking me why you not talking to him."

She chuckled.

"You're so messy."

You laughed.

"Alright, well ima go to bed. See you tomorrow."

"See you."

*Click*

You sighed, putting your airpod back into it's case and placing your phone onto the charger. You put your bonnet on and grabbed your remote, turning on SpongeBob. You let the cartoon be a quiet lullaby as you laid down, dozing off into sleep. While you were laying down, one question plagued your mind...Are you and Miles dating?

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Taglist:

@im-miss-simp

@we-loveebony

[raya-hunter01]

Fade Into You Part. 2

Prequel Lights, Camera, Action!

Jey Uso x Black Female OC! (Shantell)

Roman x Black Female OC! Tangela

Solo x Black Female OC! Sofia

Jimmy x Trin

Rating: 18+

Warning: Smut; oral, sex, fluff, masturbation

FADE INTO YOU

Summary: This is the Prequel for Lights, Camera, Action! How does an outburst on your first day lead to a lifelong friendship with the Tribal Chief Roman Reigns and the stands the test of time. How does that friendship introduce you to a special group of people that will become your family.  

When did the lines get blurred between friendship and wanting a relationship with one of your best friends Mr. Main Event Jey Uso. Follow the friendships, and relationships of how they all came to be the one big happy family we all know and love in Lights, Camera, Action.

Times Square August 2018

Manhattan, New York

“This place is amazing.” I said taking in the experience and people as Joe was showing me downtown Manhattan. “Come on, you gotta try a hot dog, they be busin’,” Joe said continuing to walk as I stopped in my tracks mesmerized by a movie trailer playing on the big screen.

“Hey, why did you stop? Joe asked coming over to see what had caught my eye.

“That’s amazing, I said pointing up at the larger-than-life screen in awe as Joe smiled at me. “You know your movie trailers are gon’ be playin’ up there someday,” he said as I laughed. “Oh, stop teasing me Joe,” I said waving him off as we continued our walk.

“I’m serious Shantell, you gon’ do amazing things and I can’t wait to cheer you on,” Joe said kissing my hand as I blushed.

“Well speak it into the atmosphere bestie,” I said smiling at him as we continued our search for a hotdog vendor.

“So, did Jey tell you about the new Candy development? Joe asked as I frowned at him. “No, what’s going on now? I asked as he sighed almost as if he was trying to find the right words to say.

“She had her lawyer contact Jey today, she all of a sudden wants a reconciliation. Mind you his brother just saw the other man at the house the other day,” he said as I growled in frustration.

“ I swear the more people tell me about this chick the more I want to punch her in the fuckin’ throat,” I said honestly as Joe laughed.  Wincing in pain I rubbed my side. “What was that?” Joe asked instantly moving my hand, rubbing my side where my hand had been.

“It’s nothing, I just had a sharp pain that caught me off guard. It’s gone now,” I said as he seemed to not be buying my answer.

“You sure, I mean cause doc can check you out at the building,” Joe said checking me over.

“I’m good stop worrying,” I reassured him as we finally found a vendor and got a few hotdogs. We spent a good portion of the afternoon just exploring the city.

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Smackdown

Madison Square Garden

Shantell’s POV

“So, you actually behind a camera tonight? Jimmy asked as Tevin was helping me set up my camera. “Yes, I’m over your segment, we are going to run it on the after-show,” I said as Jimmy smiled. "I see they tryin’ to make these big moves to use you. That’s what’s up," Jimmy said as I smiled.

“Is it too heavy?” Tevin asked coming behind me trying to help me as I was trying to get used to the camera. “Nah, I think I’ll be good as long as I ain’t got to hold it long,” I said honestly as Tevin laughed putting his hands on my hips trying to keep me steady.

“Aye, no funny business, I got my eyes on you,” Jimmy said eying Tevin suspiciously as Tevin scoffed. I couldn't help but look at Jimmy horrified.

“I can assure you I’m a professional, Mr. Uso,” Tevin said as I gave Jimmy a look to shut up.

“Thanks, Tevin I want to put it down now since we’ve got a few minutes and we’re still waiting on Jey,” I said as he grabbed the camera off my shoulder.

I could hear the shuffle of feet in a steady jog. “Aye, I’m here ya’ll I had a meeting with Paul,” Jey said coming over as I smiled at him. Ok, I’ll admit it, I’m crushin’ bad.

“No problem, you didn’t have to rush,” I assured him as I took a deep breath dreading putting the camera on my shoulder, my side was already killing me.

“Ok, I need ya’ll by the fence,” I said walking over as they joined me. “Where do you want us,” Jey asked as I looked around at the lighting. “Jey on my left Jimmy pivot into Jey so I can do this in a tight shot,” I said as Jimmy and Jey looked confused.

 “What the hell is a tight shot?” Jimmy said as I hit him on the shoulder jokingly. “Just trust me, I got ya’ll,” I said as they were trying to put their heads together bouncing ideas off of each other.

Jey’s POV

I have no clue what my brother is saying in this fuckin promo, I’m too focused on this motherfucka Tevin here finding every reason to touch Shantell.

I feel my fist tighten as I see him place his hands on her hips as she leaned up on her tiptoes.

Slowly growlin’ I opened my mouth slightly to show off my new grill.

“Tell’em all what we bout to do Jey,” Jimmy said as I I rubbed my hands together. “We back like we never left and we comin’! We comin’ for what’s ours, you looking at the soon-to-be Smackdown tag team champions! Wellllcoome!!! To the Uso Penatenturary!!  I shouted as Jimmy and me mean mugged the camera. I almost didn't see Shantell’s hand counting us down but we had it right before she yelled cut.

“Hell yea, ya’ll did great,” Shantell said as Tevin took the camera off her shoulder.

“Thanks, Shan,” I said giving her a hug shooting Tevin a look as he looked nervous. Yea, I know what you tryin to do and it ain’t gon’ work. Hands off this one bruh.

“Are you comin’ out wit us tonight?” Jimmy asked Shantell as she shook her head no. “Nah, I’m tired. I’m going to call home, check on my grandmother, and turn it in,” Shantell said.

“Well, I’ll owe you a drink in the next town,” I said as she smiled at me before her phone went off.

“Sorry ya’ll Paul is calling me,” she said walking off privately to take her call. “Aye, when you gon’ tell Shantell you feelin’ her?” Jimmy said as I frowned at him.

 “I ain’t feelin’ her..I mean she’s cool, but she my Uce, that’s it. I told you I ain’t into dating nobody. I got too much shit goin’ on to bring anybody into this shit,” I said as Jimmy rolled his eyes.

“Well ok, that’s yo ass when she’s on somebody else’s arm. Then she really gon’ be just yo damn Uce,” Jimmy said walking away leaving me in my thoughts.

I mean did I really like Shantell?…… Nah, it can't be... We're just friends.

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Time Square

Manhattan, New York

Jimmy’s POV

Jey and I hit a few bars tonight and got pretty damn lit. “Aye, where we at?” Jey asked as I laughed. “Shit, I don’t know see this why I wanted Trin to come wit us,” I said laughing pulling out my phone trying to focus.

“Aye, man this some bullshit,” Jey said as I tried to focus my eyes but my vision was blurry as fuck and I accidently pressed the live button on my Instagram. “Shit, how you turn this off,” I said trying to find the end live button as Jey grabbed my phone.

“Give me the fuckin phone, we fuckin lost in Time Square," Jey snickered as I laughed myself. “Oh my god it’s the Usos!” we heard someone say as I turned, seeing the guy coming closer to us as Jey laughed. “It’s the fuckin’ Usos! I exclaimed in an excited voice having a little fun with the fan.

“We lost in Time Square, now look at this motherfucka,” Jey said turning the phone on the fan as we continued to laugh. Then I saw Jey’s eyes get wide, a sudden realization dawned on him. I started to see more people making their way towards us and it hit me as well.

 “Oh, shit we in a bad predicament, oh fuck we gotta go,” Jey said somewhat sober now. “We gon hit another bar?” I asked as Jey rolled his eyes “Hell nawl, we gotta go,” Jey said passing me my phone.

Trying to think of a way to end my live I began talking with a bit more sense. “Aye, uh, right now we gon’ head out,” I said as the fan interrupted me. “Can I get a photo really quick?” he asked as I looked at him unsure of what to say.

“Shit, turn it off Jon,” Jey said finally finding the button ending my live. “Man, you always getting me in shit,” Jey said as I rolled my eyes as we took a quick picture with the fan before continuing our way back to the hotel.

“I didn’t put no drink to yo mouth and make you drink it,” I said as he shook his head. “You might as well come on bro, get the bitch off yo mind, take a load off,” Jey mocked as I tried to shift the blame.

“See why you gotta bring up old shit?” I said as Jey ran his hands over his face. Well at least one of us was sobering up…

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Embassy Suites

Shantell’s POV

Sitting on the balcony I finally felt relaxed, and I was finally feeling better. I was slowly dozing as my phone startled me, looking down I saw I got a notification on Instagram saying Jimmy had been live. “What the hell he goin’ live for at two in the morning?” I muttered clicking on his live.

“Oh my god,” I whispered watching the live in horror until it abruptly ended. “What the hell were they thinking?" I said to myself trying to calm down as heard commotion down below that seemed to be close by. I knew…Well I hoped it was them making it back safely.

“Son of a bitch,” I muttered going back into my room, slipping on some sweats along with my shoes, quickly grabbed my key. I opened my door and almost collided with Trin. "I can’t reach Jimmy nor Jey, have you heard from them?” she asked frantically as I dragged her hand, steering her towards the elevator.

“I think they are close by," I said as Trin wiped her tears. “I just don’t know what to do about Jimmy and this drinking. Now he got Jey out here acting stupid too,” she cried as I rubbed her back.

“Hey, he’s ok…and ya’ll are going to figure it out. Jey’s gon’ figure his shit out too, you gotta believe that,” I said trying to not freak out on this elevator that was moving so slow.

Jey’s POV

“Damn I ain’t got my key,” I muttered searching through my pockets as Jimmy was leaning up against the wall outside the hotel.

“Aye, can I stay wit you tonight? Trin gon’ kill me, I said I was only gon’ have two drinks. I can’t walk in the room like this, “Jimmy said somewhat sobering up.

“Glad you starting to sober up, but didn’t you hear me say I can’t find my fuckin’ key!” I screamed as Jimmy laughed.

“Excuse me, could you both keep it down people are trying to sleep around here. If you can’t keep it down we will have to call the proper authorities,” an older gentleman bellhop said as Jimmy rolled his eyes stepping to the guy.

“How about you mind yo fuckin business,” he said as I saw Shantell and Trin come out of the hotel. I would rather be anywhere than here looking at their faces right now.

“Ah hell,” I whispered as Trin walked up to Jimmy. “I’m sorry for my husband’s outburst, he’s just had a lot going on. I’m going to take him to bed now, “Trin said as Jimmy’s face softened.

“Hey baby!” he started as her cold stare made him zip his lips as she took him by the hand guiding him inside.  “I can’t believe you out here acting a fuckin fool, shit doesn’t make no sense. I’m getting real sick of the shit,” I heard her say as Jimmy hung his head.

Yeah, he was gon’ have a long day tomorrow groveling. My eyes met Shantell’s as she sighed looking around at everything but me. “Now what you gotta say?” I asked in a harsh tone as I saw Shantell look at me shaking her head in disbelief. “What are you talking about?” Shantell asked looking intently at me.

“Look I see how you lookin’ at me. What you ready to scold me, and judge me like everybody else? Just nagging like my damn wife do,” I accused, as Shantell looked at me in disappointment and sadness.

I knew I was wrong as fuck; and reckless with how I was speaking with her. This is why I hate drinking; I say shit I can’t take back and lines get crossed.

I knew Shantell was bout to let me have it as I watched the emotions play out across her face and I deserved it.

“First of all who the hell you think you talkin’ to? I ain’t yo wife and I damn sure ain’t your woman and even if i was you wouldn't talk to me that way.  All I was going to say is that you don’t need to be putting yourself in situations like that.  Anything could have happened Jey. I could hear ya’ll on my balcony and I just came down to make sure ya’ll were good,” Shantell said as I sighed in defeat and understanding because I couldn’t find the right words to say.

“I really thought after everything that happened last week, you would know that I would never do that to you, or anybody for that matter,” she whispered as I groaned in frustration knowing I had hurt her feelings with my accusations.  

“Shantell I’m sorry,” I started as she cut me off bluntly.” I’m sorry to," she said pausing, rubbing her temples. The silence spoke louder than any words as we both were trying to process the conversation.

 “You know what Jey?  I’m not sorry because as your friend I’m supposed to tell you when you fuckin’ up. You know why…Because that’s what real friends do. So I’m telling you to your face don’t fuck up everything you worked so hard for, do better,” she said as I nodded.  

“Look you right, I gotta do better.  I didn't mean to come at you like that, I’m drunk and I ain’t thinkin’ clearly,” I said as she bit her lip.

“It’s okay, I’m just glad you both got back safe and ya’ll weren’t behind the wheel of a car. I’ll just holla at you later, good night, Josh,” she said walking back inside the hotel.

“Uh! You dumb fuck,” I whispered to myself as I saw her getting on the elevator, my heart dropping to my stomach as I saw her wiping tears from her eyes as the doors on the elevator closed.

"Excuse me, sir, I don’t mean to get in your business but women like that are the ones you don’t take for granted. That’s a real one right there, you betta go make it right young man before you lose her,” the bellhop said as I sighed.

“I will OG, but I want to say I’m sorry bout being loud and everything, just had a lot going on,” I said as he smiled.

“No harm, just take care of yourself,” he said as I shook his hand and began my journey up to Shantell’s room.

Now how the hell was I gon’ make this up to her?

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Shantell’s POV

 Shantell save yourself you’re going to get hurt,” I said to myself getting ready for bed as I heard a knock on my door. I knew who it was, and I wasn’t in the mood.

“Go away Jey,” I whispered softly against the door as I heard him mutter something under his breath I couldn’t make out. “What did you say?” I asked hearing him take a deep breath.

“I just wanted to tell you I’m sorry again. I know you were just worried and lookin’ out for me,” he said as I contemplated opening the door.

“Jey, it’s ok just go sleep it off. We’ll talk tomorrow when you’re more sober,” I said as I heard him turn the doorknob. “Shan, can I come in? I just don’t want to end the night like this,” Jey said as I sighed slowly giving in unlocking the door, and letting him in.

 “I’m sorry Shantell, It’ll never happen again,” he whispered taking me in his arms catching me off guard. “It’s ok,” I whispered enjoying being in his arms minus the strong stench of alcohol radiating off of him.

“Do you want some water?” I asked as he pulled away, going straight to my bed kicking off his shoes before laying down. “Nope, I just wanna lay wit you and talk. I don’t want to be alone tonight," he said as his gaze held mine.

"Why do you want to be here?" I whispered softly as Jey smiled at me."I sleep better when I’m wit you,” he said as I rolled my eyes but deep down it made my heart flutter.

“How you got that lil attitude with me a little while ago I should make yo ass go to your own room,” I said as he looked at me with a pout.

“Come on, I said I was sorry Shantell; it won’t happen again;” he said beckoning me with his finger licking his lips. Fuck he’s sexy and the problem is he knows it.

 “I know yo ass better not throw up on me,” I said scrunching up my face is disgust at the thought. “Nah, I can hold my shit, I don’t throw up,” Jey said as he sat up and took off his shirt.

Whoa! What you doin’ Magic Mike?” I asked blushing looking at his beautiful chest and tattoos. “I’m getting ready for bed, you comin’ over here, or do I need to come get you,” Jey said without missing a beat now unbuckling his pants.  His cockiness sending a shiver down my spine.

“Well Mr. I can hold my shit, you need take a shower first if you plan on layin’ in my bed because you stank," I said as he raised an eyebrow at me.

“Oh it’s like dat?" he asked smirking at me, getting outta of bed.

“Yeah, it is, and brush your teeth there’s an extra toothbrush in the bathroom,” I said as he licked his lips.

“You tryin’ to get me all clean, you must tryin’ to take advantage of me,” Jey whispered invading my space as tried to calm my nerves. “Jey go take a shower,” I whispered as I felt his hands wrap around my waist.

“You know what I realized when we were on that trip? Jey asked as I looked at him intently. “What did you realize?” I asked as he pulled me closer.

It was almost like he was having an internal war with himself. “Nothin’ I’ll tell you when the time is right,’ Jey whispered his lips almost grazing my mine as I involuntarily moaned, turning my head before our lips met as his soft lips met my cheek.

“Jey we can’t,” I whispered pulling away as he nodded in agreement. “I know, and I’m sorry I even put you in this type of situation,” Jey said running his fingers through his hair before retreating to the bathroom to shower.

I released the breath I was holding looking at the bathroom door in relief. Yeah, that's definitely the alcohol talking. I knew tonight was going to be a long night for me, but I welcomed it because he was here and he safe.

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Monday Night Raw

United Arena, Chicago, IL

Jey’s POV

“Jey it’s fine, stop apologizing, I’m not mad,” Shantell said trying to set up the show monitors as I watched her.

“I just want to make sure I treated you with the upmost respect. I know how I can get when I drink,” I said honestly as she stopped working to look at me.

“What’s the last thing the remember from last night,” she asked as I thought long and hard. “The last thing I remember is you letting me into your room and the rest is a straight blur,” I said trying to rack my brain trying to figure out what happened.

I saw Shantell lower her head and I felt bad instantly and I didn’t even know what I did wrong.

“Did anything happen?” I asked almost scared of the answer as she smiled softly at me. “No, you were a perfect gentleman, so rest easy,” she said rubbing my shoulder.

Shantell’s POV

He didn’t remember that he almost kissed me, I guess that was a good thing even though it stung a little. “I’m glad I behaved; I normally get horny as fuck when I drink,” Jey said as I blushed, playfully hitting his shoulder. “I can’t believe you just said that,” I said laughing as he smiled at me brightly as his phone rang.

“Damn she won’t stop calling. Her lawyer recommended marriage counseling before we make a decision, but I want this divorce,” Jey said looking at me in search of advice and understanding. It’s crazy how in sync we are, it’s almost scary.

“Hey, maybe ya’ll can work it out. Just keep your guard up,” I said rubbing my side. Ok, this pain is getting on my nerves. “Ow, that hurt,” I winced rubbing my side as Jey rubbed my shoulder.

“You alright?” Jey asked as I phone rang again. “Yea, I’m good. You take your call, I got to finish helping the crew get set up for tonight,” I said giving him a quick hug before walking away.

“Candy why you keep calling back to back? I know how to return a call when I ain’t busy. You know I’m at work,” I heard Jey say as I shook my head.  I pray he can walk away from that chaos.

Jey’s POV

“Jey we both agreed to counseling, please just come to a session,” Candy begged as I tried to keep my cool as my lawyer suggested.

“I will let you know when I’m off so we can maybe do a session, but my answer is still the same Candy. I want a divorce,” I said honestly as I saw Shantell helping with the set.

“I just want to make this work, I think we can get back on track,” Candy said as I tried to focus on her what she was saying but Shantell didn’t look right to me. Something was wrong.

“Aye, I’ll call you back later or my lawyer will hit you up,” I said hanging up before she could respond.  The closer I got to Shantell the more I knew I was right. “Hey, you a’ight,” Shantell?” I asked as I seen her eyes began to roll back in her head.  “Aye! Somebody help,” I yelled catching her in my arms, placing her gently on the floor.

“Hey, wake up Shantell,” I encouraged truly scared as Stu kneeled beside me. “Somebody call 911 and go get doc!”  Stu yelled checking Shantell’s pulse. “She’s breathing, thank god,” he whispered as I stroked her hair gently.

“Come on Shantell wake up now, you scaring me,” I whispered as I heard her moan in pain slowly coming to, grabbing her stomach.

Shantell’s POV

This pain has gotten worse, and I can’t hide it anymore. “You ok Shantell, you scared us baby,” Jey said as I tried to get up.

Did he just call me baby? Get it together Shantell, you just scared the shit outta the man.  “I’m ok, just help me get up,” I whispered grabbing my side.

“No, you ain’t ok, now don’t move,” Jey said as the pain became more intense. I tried to control my tears, but the pain was too much.

“It hurts so bad Josh,” I finally cried as he held me in his arms. “Hang on, help is coming. Shan” he said trying to remain strong, but I could tell he was scared.

“What the hell happened?” Joe said running up as I balled up in a ball in Jey’s lap trying any way I could to try to ease the pain. “She passed out and scared the fuck outta me. Now she’s complaining of pain,” Jey said holding me close as Joe pulled out his phone.

“Don’t you dare!” I screamed as Joe shook his head in defiance. I knew who he was about to call.

 “No! I’m calling your mama, and your ass is going to the hospital, “Joe said leaving no room for argument. “Shantell, how long have you been hurting?” Mike asked as I looked at him afraid.

“Come on Shantell tell me sweetie,” he encouraged as another pain hit.

“It’s been off and on for about two weeks I guess,” I groaned as Joe frowned at me. “What the hell you mean two weeks!? Really Shan two weeks,” Joes scolded as I groaned in pain.

“Aye! Uce, she hurtin’, and I know you worried but doin' this ain’t helpin’,” Jey said stopping Joe’s rant.

“I’m gon' step over here and call your mom, I'll be back in a second,” Joe said walking away as I tried to hold it together.

“Joe’s mad at me,” I cried as Jey shushed me. “His ass will be ok, he’s just worried about you. We all worried about you," Jey said holding me tight now he said as the EMTs finally arrived.

Joe’s POV

“Hey, Joey how are you?” Tanya said as I smiled in spite of the situation. “Hey ma,  I’m good. I hate to call you like you but Shantell is sick and before you freak out she seems fine, just havin’ some pain. The EMTs are trying to get her ready to transport her to the hospital,” I said trying to calm her down before she got upset.

“What hospital are they taking her to, I’m about to book a flight to Chicago,” Tanya said as I saw the EMT’s now putting Shantell on a stretcher as Jey came over to me.  “What hospital?” I asked as Jey seemed to be focused on Shantell.

“They takin’ her to Mercy General,” he said as I relayed the message to Tanya. “Joe take care of my baby, I’m on my way,” Tanya said as l released the breath I was holding

“I got her ma, I’ll see you when you get here,” I said falling in line with Jey walking with EMT’s to the ambulance.

“We can allow one rider to come on board.  Does she have anyone to ride with her?” the EMT said as Jey, and I looked at each other. “I’m goin’ wit her," Jey said patting me on the shoulder before I could even get my words together. The ambulance doors slammed shut as Jey climbed in and sat beside shantell, grasping her hand to reassure her he was there.

The sirens blaring made me scared to even think about what was going on in the inside of that ambulance but I hoped Shantell would be ok.

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Mercy General Hospital, Chicago, IL

Shantell’s POV

“It’s a good thing you came in Shantell. The problem isn’t appendicitis, it’s your ovaries. Now your right ovary is in horrible condition, and you have adhesions all over your pelvic wall,” the doctor said showing the results.

 “How does this work? I mean what happens to the ovary?” I asked as the doctor. touched my knee in support. “It’s badly damaged, we need to remove it,” he said as felt the tears coming.

“How can you do that, I mean how will I be able to have children?” I asked wiping my tears. “I’m going to be honest with you. It’s going to be very hard for you to have children due to the damage, but I feel we will know more after we get in there,” he said as I nodded not wanting to hear anymore.

I’m damaged, and I probably will never be a mom. “I know it’s a lot, but I promise I will take of you Shantell. We need to move fast;” he said as the nurse came in to administer the medication to get me comfortable before they take me to the OR.

I saw Jey a few steps behind coming to take a seat beside my bed as I tried and miserably failed to keep my tears at bay.

"Are you ok beautiful?" Jey asked as I shook my head yes, wiping the few tears that had escaped.

“You sure you, ok?” Jey asked again, holding my hand as I’m trying to hold it together.

“Well, I’m trying, it’s not every day you’re at work, collapse, and they tell you they need to do emergency surgery to take out one of your ovaries,” I say as Jey leans over wiping my tears away.

“You gon’ be ok,” he reassures me with a smile. His wife is a lucky woman, I hope they work it out their issues. I just appreciate how much of a great friend he’s been to me. He even rode in the ambulance with me here.

“I’m going to be damaged; the doctor says having kids is going to be hard for me,” I say trying to keep my tears at bay.

“You ain’t gon’ be damaged, you everything Shan. A man would be lucky to have you, I mean you could adopt. You can do the thing where you let somebody carry the baby for you,” he says fumbling a little over his words. 

“Well, I’m glad your positive about this,” I say throwing him a small smile. “A few of my family members are adopted, and we love them just the same, they blood, “he whispers kissing my hand.

 “You’re so nice to me,” I say feeling the drugs taking effect, trying to force my eyes to stay open.  “You stuck wit me too, yo' ass is in the family now. He says staring at me smiling lightly.  “Just sleep, everybody will be here when you wake up baby,” Jey says as I finally let sleep take over.

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Mercy General Hospital, Chicago, IL

Tanya’s POV

“You really know how to do it up big don’t you. Your last show being an intern for these folks, and you fall yo ass out, on the job,” I said trying to lighten the mood as Shantell shifted in bed trying to get comfortable.

“Oh, you really funny,” Shantell whispered as Joe tried to feed her some Jello. “Joe, I ain’t had no food in almost twelve hours. I’m hungry ya’ll, this ain’t cool,” she whined as Joe snickered. She slowly chewed the jello he placed in her mouth frowning as Joe shook his head at her antics.

 “I sent Jey at you some soup from a deli I saw down the street, so just be patient,” Joe said leaning over, gently kissing Shantell on the forehead as she sighed.

Oh, my goodness, they would be such a cute couple, but Shantell keeps stressing to me they are just friends. I could totally see him being my son-in-law.

“I’m back with the soup ya’ll,” Jey said coming in as Shantell smiled brightly. Now wait a damn minute now….Is she smiling about the food or is she smiling because he’s back?

I didn’t have to wait long for my answer as Joe moved, and Jey took his spot.

“I got you some chicken noodle soup,” Jey said taking the lid of the soup as I looked at my daughter in awe. “Thank you,” Shantell whispered as he began to feed her. The way they interact wit each other ain't fooling me one damn bit.

 Oh, yeah miss thing we gon talk about this one when we get home. It seems I have missed a whole new development.

My baby was in love with Joe’s cousin Jey, and if my mind ain’t playin’ tricks on me he looks just as smitten with her.

What the hell is going on?

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[icestudios]

The History Of Ice Studios:

Ice Studios is a company that appears to have been created by Renell Medrano as early as 2016. The earliest mentions of this company are by Renell herself in interviews with Vogue. Jess Moloney is not mentioned in either of the earlier interviews nor was she mentioned in anything more recent that can be found about Ice Studios. Renell seems to always take full credit for this studio.

Yet, somehow, Jess seems to be listed as the co-founder of this studio. The first instance of her having contact with Renell that can be found is in 2019, two years after the studio was founded and two years after what seems like her having any connection to Jess in any capacity. That is not to say that Jess did not help to found the studio, but if she had, why has Renell failed to ever mention her name in any news publication where she is asked about the studio that she runs?

Despite these discrepancies, Jess is in the business of taking clearly stolen media and adding #IceStudios or @IceStudios.co to these photos on IG for some unknown reason. Initially, she merely added this to the post, and the theory is that the intent was to artificially increase engagement for IceStudios. More recently she started to add the caption “Post-Production” and then attribute Ice Studios for that.

However, on several of these posts where she claims involvement directly, it is clear that Ice Studios or herself was not involved in the production of these images, nor do they own them. Most recently, she posted a campaign for Tommy Hilfiger where she claims that Ice Studios did “post-production” for the images. None of which can possibly be true.

The campaign was launched weeks before she posted about it. The official Tommy Hilfiger account doesn’t tag, attribute, or mention her account or Ice Studios (nor do they follow either) and any official press release on these images does not mention her or Ice Studios. On top of that, when I questioned Jess about her involvement in the production of these images she immediately blocked me. I mean within a minute or two. She’s also hidden likes on the posts which seem to have gotten little to no engagement anyway. You will find the same to be the case on a good majority of her posts with stolen magazine covers, or images stolen from more popular accounts like Lily-Rose Depp.

The IceStudios website is very confusing. If you go to IceStudios.co you get a static page and the only links are back to their IG account and a contact link, an email that goes directly to Jess. The only way to see other pages on this website is to manually enter the addresses for them. Why all of these pages are hidden unless you specifically try to find them, is anyone’s guess. One of the pages does attribute Jess Moloney to being the co-founder. All contact e-mails refer back to Jess herself and there doesn’t seem to be any contact that goes back to Renell.

The management company listed as managing IceStudios on official records is listed as Odis Management and not Jess Moloney Management. There is no public business registry that I can find anywhere that says Jess is involved with the company in any official or legal capacity other than clearly having access to the website and claiming she’s a co-founder.

Just as I started to question Jess’s legitimacy and involvement with this company she posted a job listing on her IG account (as a story) looking for a freelance graphic design artist for Ice Studios. Questions about this range from:

Why does she suddenly need a graphic artist?

Why wouldn’t she post this listing on a legitimate employment website?

What happened to the graphic design artist who is clearly already working for them?

How serious is this job listing if she only posted it as an IG story, no link to any legitimate website to apply, and provided just an email address?

One would think if this was a serious offer she’d have made a more serious and legitimate post. One would also think that with how small the business is and how little she seems to be truly involved in it they aren’t so inundated with sudden work that they need to hire someone else. As the job is listed as “freelance” and not full-time, it’s curious as to why she didn’t just Google literally any website that has freelance graphic design artists listed (of which there are many) or ask any of the various connections she allegedly has. Ironically, this website is supposed to be an artist collective, and yet she still needs to hire an artist? It seems to me that this post is not a legitimate position for her company but an attempt to make it look like she’s actually doing work when, in reality, she doesn’t.

This is all the current information on IceStudios as it is known publicly and should anything be found out in the future it will be added to this post.

[miiilowo]

have u talked about what u think william's relationships would be like yet? that would be very awesome i think

i probably have but like. cracks knuckles

william is interesting to me for reasons beyond just being the focus of a special interest; his personality in particular has some really fun, genuine contrast to it that makes him feel real and tangible. theres more than enough evidence to prove that he, at his core, is not a very ..serious? person. hes a childrens entertainer, hes theatric, dramatic, hes goofy, all things that you would expect to bring joy to people- so, when paired up with his habit of, you know, killing people, the exact antithesis of that- it's a fun toss up! pretty hard shift between knowing how to juggle and beating a kid to death with a shovel, especially when you consider he was driven to do that in a way but outside factors. anyway i bring all that up because personality is a very big factor in how relationships form, obviously. aside from what i've already gone over, we know he's also a very jealous (more like envious) person. so no better time to talk about henry than now, right

i think henry is definitely one of the more interesting relationships to analyze, or even just discuss at a base level. they were friends, co-owners of the fazbear entertainment label, and just generally partners when you get right down to it. And, in most every way, the exact opposites of one another; William, a bouncy, colorful, happy businessman who loved entertaining kids, with no real mechanical expertise for some time- And Henry, the distant genius with a stare so vacant that you could look into the eyes of a cattle animal and feel more emotion coming from them. William went on to become a killer; Henry went on to try and prevent him from doing so.

Thats what I really like about them, and William in general. its the contrast. He was his friend, his partner, and yet he has a metric fuckton of journals filled to the brim with paragraphs upon paragraphs of stuff written about Henry. From admiration to envy to obsession. Thats the big thing between them. William's envy. Of his technical skill in robotics particularly. He wanted to do what Henry could do, he wanted to achieve that and beyond, he wanted to be more than just the face of the company, he wanted to truly have a hand in creating the things that he loved; So, he learned. He kept learning. He eventually outpaced him. But success never seems to be enough for him, it would seem.

I really do like to imagine they cared for eachother at some point, but between William's ..selfish, nature, and Henry's compassion for others (though that is not to say he isnt a bit of a capitalist bastard) there would be some level of resentment between them. On William's end, the admiration-turned-obsessive-jealous-rage would certainly breed conflict, and I dont think Henry would appreciate that much (just given my knowledge of general human behavior). We don't know too much about his personality, but what I can personally gather is that he's not a very...outwardly, emotional person. I think he could take a lot of shit, but he drew the line when it needed to be drawn. and that involved kicking william out of fazbear entertainment and his daughter suddenly dying in a totally unrelated incident

William is a very obsessive person, I think. Stubborn, and obsessive. When he knows what he wants, he will stop at no length to acquire it, ad when he thinks what he thinks, he will make no changes to his mindset; Combined with him being rather self-centered, and the fact he tends to deflect blame onto the people around him, this is the perfect concoction to make um. An Asshole beneath the charisma. so nows the time to talk about michael if you havent gathered that already

It is without a doubt in my mind that William absolutely ADORED his kids. He loved kids in general, his entire life was comprised of entertaining them, and he didnt just sit back and rake in the money without a care for the business or anything; he was an active part of it, considering the whole springlock suit thing (and the handmade glitchtrap costume for fucks sake). He loved what he did, so of course he's going to love having kids of his own. He wanted to make sure they were okay, considering the dangerous environment they could find themselves in; and even when that wasnt the case, he installed cameras in the house just to keep an eye on them while he was busy at work. He didn't have to do that, but he cared enough to.

So, you can imagine how devastated he would be when he finds out that one of his kids killed the other. It was a freak accident, of course, but...Michael knew what he was doing, right? He was bullying Evan, it was malicious, it was borderline evil, the poor boy was already crying and thrashing around, but he just kept going, and it killed him. Michael killed Evan. Michael killed his son. And he wasn't going to take it lightly.

So, even if there was any embers before, this would be the spark to truly ignite the hatred that William would have for mike as things progress. I mean, michael certainly feels fucking awful about it, considering fnaf 4 are likely his guilt-induced nightmares about Little Boy Manslaughter, but I don't know how much William would really care? Mike was already kind of a little shit. I don't think he would actively torment him or anything (william to michael i mean), but he would definitely hold a grudge against him, and elizabeth would be elevated to favorite child (if she wasn't already...Kinda funny that Foxy, michaels favorite character, should be turned into a girl, isnt it? And found in her room? just processing that now lmao)

My idea of Michaels personality after this whole incident is that he might actually get worse instead of better. You've got an angry, shithead teenager who just accidentally murdered his younger brother, with a dad who probably hates him now, a bunch of traumatized friends, he's having awful nightmares so he cant even escape the guilt in his sleep, and on top of that he doesnt even have a DATE to PROM and he has a MATH TEST on FRIDAY and he cant STUDY for it because hes too busy CRYING all the time. i can one THOUSAND percent imagine michael getting snappier, and less playfully mean and more genuinely mean to the people around him. Frankly, i dont blame him, but William very well might.

Then there's Elizabeth. His shining star, the only child that matters now, to him. His favorite. She gets all of the attention, Michael gets none of it, and William pours all of his care into her. He even designs an animatronic after her; And that one would be the face of a whole restaurant! How special that must be to her! But, I'm sure you know her fate just as well as I. This time, William can't blame someone else. He can only blame himself. Michael didn't do this, and neither did...Henry. Henry, the one who inspired him, the one who taught him how to build animatronics in the first place- Henry was the reason William did any of this. Elizabeths death was indirectly Henry's fault. Just another reason to hate him and not himself, right?

If William ever truly had a wife, she's certainly no longer in the picture. Two children dead. One, barely his son, now. His best friend left him, and kicked him out of the company he built his entire life on; not only that, but the plans he had for circus babys pizza world are also dashed. Elizabeths death is to blame for over half of this. Very suddenly, what William had left of his life was ripped out from underneath him, and he snapped.

Maybe Charlie was fond of him at some point, too. I think that would be fucked up.

[ghxstchronicals]

•☽────✧˖°˖ 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝗴𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 ˖°˖✧────☾•

except I poorly explain it in my own words

⌞ harlexon ⌝

➜. they're poly, but Haru didn't come 'til later! that being said...

➜. Alex and Dilon are childhood friends, turned lovers ! but. omg. in highschool they were the worst. I'm so serious.

➜. they were borderline DATING already. they could kiss, cuddle, hold hands, and Alex would pop out with the "what are we?" and Dilon just wouldn't answer

➜. a rift was caused when Alex kissed Dilon with Derek's support (Dilon SMILED???? he enjoyed it) ... but then she started avoiding him so like. okay.

➜. he made it no better tho??? he got more and more upset and bitchy as time went on, and NO communication happened.

➜. then they had a sleepover and were forced to sleep together, and had a very awkward conversation ⤿ "... it's pretty hot right now, isn't it?" "it's below sixty degrees in here." "right... I meant-" "shut the fuck up."

➜. don't worry! they work it out, and come out the next day ACTUALLY together. they were basically insufferable for everybody, with obvious crushes on each other, but everytime someone asked, it was always "what? no, we're not together??" (or "we're not???")

➜. they are happily married tho !! have been for years now <33

➜. Haru and Dilon, as i've posted so you should know already, went from strangers, to kinda friends, to fuckbuddies

➜. they didn't exactly "get together" until Alex got back, so they had sort of a situationship going on.

➜. that said, Haru and Alex hated each other. on Haru's end, this is the girl who took the love of his life from him, and on Alex's end, this guy is really trying to compete with me for my husband. what the fuck

➜. ... long story short; they fucked and Haru casually inserted himself into their relationship (the poly was his idea)

⌞ josmora ⌝

➜. love at first sight. literally !!

➜. Shamora fell first, Josh fell harder. she saw him when passing through ballet classes to get to her boxing class (nonamericans, DONT look up if ballet/boxing classes are real in the state of California. you'll find out that Im lying)

➜. she saw a pretty girl (pre-josh transition) and went. woah.

⤿ Shamora was terribly a lesbian before Josh (post-transition)

➜. she's acting all weird now, so come lunch time, her friends piece it together that she has a crush (she used to be obvious like that)

➜. Josh didn't acknowledge Shamora's existence until one day she scared off a group of nobody-girls that were fucking with him, then she invited him over to sit with her and her friends

➜. they IMMEDIATELY hit it off, and they're the only couple here that acknowledges that they're dating before they're even dating

➜. before they get married, and after he came out, Shamora paid for his top surgery and all other needed things (no bot-surg), and he married her faster

➜. That One Couple that makes you sick. the couple with the couple goals!

⌞ dash ⌝

➜. now lookie here.

➜. they're like. worse than Dilon and Alex.

➜. except it's not even Ash's fault. Derek is just a WHORE

➜. i'd argue that they're worse than Alex and Dilon...but I digress.. On one hand, Ash had a crush on Derek for the longest... the only problem was that Derek was a HOPPER.

➜. like... first, it's his twin sister's bf, a girl at one point, some more guys... oh look at that, he married Joseph of all people.

➜. now, this is probably the first time Ash directly interfered with Derek's relationships. mostly because Joseph was...Joseph. abusive, manipulative, cunning -- not that Derek didn't hit his ass back, but still.

➜. Derek even had his baby - only to get it taken after the divorce because (via Joseph) he was too "mentally ill" to take care of the kid (Joseph didn't get the kid either so)

➜. Ash and Derek saw each other during Derek's three-year headache... and then they finally got together themselves. oh my god Ash ily (no I don't)

⌞ jerelucy ⌝

➜. mommy and daddy of the group (literally)

➜. ran(runs) a successful business, hence the wealthiness of the family, be it biological, married into or found

➜. however, we're not discussing how they got together, rather their "falling out".

➜. headcanon that Jeremy is a lightweight... a terrible holder of alcohol.

➜. because he and Lucy were happy, excruciatingly so. with three kids, and newly born twins !!

➜. until Jeremy was working late out one night. he can't remember much except for waking up with a headache, then proceeding to turn to wrap his arms around his- this was not his wife.

➜. sitting up frantically, he'd find that he wasn't even at the penthouse. he honestly doesn't think her threw up any faster than he did right then and there.

➜. of course Lucy found out about it, and of course she was rightfully pissed about it.

➜. this led to frequent arguments - their oldest son gone, and their oldest daughter out in college already, leaving their second-older son to take care of the twins while they became strangers in their own home

➜. Jeremy lost himself the moment Lucy tried to divorce him. he became an entirely different person--not the gentleman he once was-- it the good father he was before.

➜. he wasn't active in his kids' life much anymore. but he did grieve when Dilon committed suicide when he was only...nine?

➜. while still not as active, he refused to go through with the divorce. Lucy never took him to court for it either. why??

➜. she was hurt and heartbroken, but she still loved him as much as she hated him now, even if he was a stranger now

[tobiasdrake]

B&E in a necromancer's lair. We're here to crack some skulls and we don't care whether they're animate or not. I got the looting bag. Grab whatever isn't nailed down.

Coffins and books. All the walls decorated with coffins and books. I don't know how she keeps them all organized.

"Shit, I need Archaic Fortunes of the Ill-Contented. Was that over with Johnson, Miller, or Woodkip?"

There's no way in hell she actually reads these. Cataloguing them this way would make keeping track of them next to impossible. These books are purely decorative. She's doing that middle- and upper-class thing where people buy books just to put on their shelves to make them look smart.

Oh, and the keys are alive. That's convenient. Living skeleton keys make for a nice show of force. Very intimidating, probably helps out in negotiations. But a door that can be opened by hitting something in the room with a stick is nonetheless a door that is not very well secured.

But enough about that. We have a nice, roaring fire so let's take a break for story time.

Ohh, that's how we become a Solstice pair. A bird flings us onto that prison of an island as a means of containment. Gotcha. I'm following along.

Hold up. That's an option? I can actually become God-Empress? Is there any way you could stop telling this story and instead explain more about that because I am fascinated by the implications.

This is why Serai was nervous about pitting us against the Necromancer, then. The Three Sisters are the same kind of thing that we are.

What an asshole thing to do.

So Roro was literally born evil. Okay. That calls into serious question how morally culpable she even is for all this necromancer business. If the Three Sisters are morally compelled by the forces of their birth then they aren't even really sentient. She is no more making a choice to do any of this than Garl is making a choice to go get eaten by the Dweller.

Oh, Momo's one of us. I wonder if she has any relationship to Moraine. Their names are annoyingly similar. Hmm.

Was she a sun or moon warrior? I'm going to assume moon on the grounds that it's the better of the two.

Yoyo decided to go be the creepy swamp lady who emerges out of the darkness to tell your fortune. It's a vibe. I get it.

Yeah, you can't really be metaphysically compelled to absolute neutrality without being an irritating centrist. She is magically blocked from being able to form opinions on things. That must suck.

What must their childhoods have been like?

Roro: Hey, for lunch do you want a peanut butter and jelly sandwich or a soggy leaf covered in mud? Yoyo: Either is acceptable. Momo: HEY. NO. STOP THAT. Roro: But she said it's fine!

Green fire.

Like the green lantern by the fireplace or the green candles just a short way to the northeast. Man, getting a green flame for our return passage is going to be a piece of cake. How convenient.

Until otherwise noted, I'm going with that latter one. I've chalked them up to "Sometimes weird shit happens". Life is strange, and when you throw magic and destiny and gods into the mix, it gets stranger. The universe owes you no explanations for the wild shit it does sometimes. We could all die tomorrow and never even know why.

They're a weird thing that happened one day. One of them's dead now and another one's probably going to be soon, if this burglary-turned-robbery continues to snowball. Then the world will continue to turn as if they were never here.

...

Thank you for being here to read us stories, Teaks. I appreciate your existence with me in this moment.

Gross gross gross gross gross gross gross I hate this island so much gross gross gross gross

Honestly, I'm impressed with her corpse horde. Do you think she killed all these people herself, or has she been raiding graveyards? It can't have been easy to stockpile bodies on the same island where the Dweller's cattle-ranching villagers.

Unless whatever the Dweller's doing to them doesn't damage the body too much. Hmm. They could be friends or business associates or something. Roro gets the bodies once the Dweller's done doing whatever to them? Like letting your dog chew on your steak bone.

You don't need to be so formal; This is just a robbery.

Hands in the air. Bring out the soulstones and nobody has to get hurt. ...well, I broke a lot of kneecaps getting here. Left several zombies in pieces. Roughed up your duke.

Else. Nobody else has to get hurt. Specifically you, I-I'm threatening you and...

...

You know what, I should have rehearsed this. Can I get a do-over?

Oh, sorry, I'm legally prohibited from accepting that offer. See, I'm already enlisted in a morally ambiguous paramilitary organization and they made us sign non-compete clauses when we were enrolling in the Academy. Hands are tied.

...wait, wasn't your sister Headmistress? Oh, that's probably why the non-compete clauses were in the contract. Huh, the more you know.

Roro's coyly trying to reframe the narrative and call us out for our "RPG adventurer" plundering. And me, I'm over here like "I know what I'm about. Stick 'em up and give me the goods."

There's that ascension thing again. You gonna give us some more context on what that means or....

Fuck, I know those names. Solena and Luan. Solena and... I think the villagers back in our prison town were talking about them. They are actively worshipped as sun and moon deities where we come from.

So that's a no on context, then. Everyone's gotta be a cryptic fucking asshole about everything.

Fine. You know what? Drip-fed lore teases always makes me want to break someone's nose, so let's go.

Choke on my staff you cryptic bonebag. I'm gonna use your phylactery to mark my place in one of the books you never read.

That's what I thought. Consider yourself mugged, Roro. Give up the rock and this can all be over.

Mission accomplished.

I gotta say, I'm proud of everyone. We did a fantastic job here, each and every one of us. Truly admirable performance; Heroic, even. I'm sure Momo must be looking down on us, beaming with pride for what her legacy has become.

Today, we have truly exemplified what a Solstice Warrior can be.

[lucidicer]

opening sims time for the actual serious busines

[silvabacca]

I’ve read some posts suggesting that Crowley is often thrown out of the dreaming by Morpheus, because he stays there for too long. Sooo after reading about it I immediately started writing it, hope you enjoy!!

WARNING: SPOILERS FOR GOOD OMENS 2, (also no beta we die like every Good Omens fan after season two ;-; )

Morpheus was sitting in the library. Earlier Lucienne gave him some materials that he asked for. After all this mess with the vortex, Corinthian, Desire and a whole mess in a waking world he wanted to only focuse on the matters of the dreaming. He was still in the process of creating new dreams and nightmares, but needed to study a history behind the previouse one, to see where he was making the mistakes that caused him problems.

Completly focused on his reading he didn’t pay any attention to his surroundings. Everyone knew that it was not a good time to disturbe him, so even if someone approached him it must have been a serious matter.

- My lord, - said a voice which belonged to Lucienne - there is a small thing you would like to have a look at.

Morpheus rised his head up, eyes still looking at the pages of the book. After a while he spoke:

- I’m quite busy right now, Lucienne. - He said slowly in a low voice, thought that will do and his librarian will go away and come next time with her problem.

- I can see that, but I think you should really take a look at that.

Dream finally looked her in the eyes. He saw how troubled Lucienne was and decide, that whatever he was doing could wait. He put the book down, on the pile with hundreds of others surrounding him and then he could give his full attention to what his librarian had to say.

- It’s the deamon - she finally spoke, not very delighted at the fact, after a pause she added with a sigh - again.

No more words were needed to be said, the King already knew who it was. He sighed the same as her and got up from his chair. He thanked for the information and decided to go and deal with this problem by himself.

It wasn’t the first time this particular deamon came to his realm. It wouldn’t be a big of a deal, every demon is allowed to dream like any other creature, but this one spend decades in the dreaming. Sometimes even centuries, which was a pain in the ass for Morpheus. Someone could even say that this demon rented a flat in his kingdom.

Which was a half true, expect it was a small cottage on a beautiful field full of flowers which smelled so incredibly. There was also a river, with water crystal clear and forest accros it. The whole scenery, the whole dream was so breathtaking and relaxing to watch, (it was hard to belive that a demon could dream of a place like this).

The house in itself was small, painted white with a black roof. Around it was a garden with every kind of flower known to a human, a swing wide enought for two people to sit which surounded apple trees that gave a cool shade. Everything seemed so peacful and perfect.

Dream was enjoying the view, even he sometimes needed to relax, not really in other demons dreams, but this one was particularly nice. After a while he decided to go through the fence and to go inside the house. Before he could even step in he noticed a curled figure lying on the stairs. It was the deamon that Morpheus knew for eons, but it was a first time he found him in this position. He sighed and decided to come closer and when he was close enought he started speaking.

- Anthony J Crowley, how many times do I must tell you to- Morpheus couldn’t finish the sentance, not after seeing said Crowley crying on the floor. He only managed to whisper oh my, but couldn’t say anything else.

It was a very awkward moment, Dream (who originally came here to kick the demon out) stood there in a complete silence and Crowley who was jest there, crying, sobbing and saying something to himself under the nose. It was so much uncomfortable for Morpheus that he even seriously considered to just go away and let the demon mind his own business.

Then he remembered that his friend told him lately to care more about others, especially people close to him. He wasn’t, in fact, very close with Crowley, non of them would say that they are friends, but it was true that they knew each other for quite some time now. Dream sighed really loudly and looked once more at the miserable demon. Only now Crowley decided to also look in the eyes of the King and just stared at him for a while, expecting for something.

Morpheus said in all his glory and with the most „caring” look on his face that he could manage at the moment:

- Are you unwell, Crowley?

At that demon just frowned and made a really disapointed face, he also sighed, snorted a few times and looked him again in the eyes and said:

- You Endless bastards are soooo bad at this, that it makes it just sad - he snorted again and continued - even more sad than me right now.

Dream found that really amusing, not many creatures dares to insult the Endless and even less does it to their face. He just decided to not bit back at it, because in fact he was terrible at this, so insted he just sat down with Crowley and decided to listen to him.

The demon told him everything that trobuled him, he said what happened with Aziraphale and what was before their parting ways. With each word Crowley started to calm down more, he just needed to let out all his frustration to someone, even if this person was the King of dreams.

Morpheus knew some part of this story already, he didn’t only know the demon, but also the angel, and a thing or two about their adwentures and relationship. Even thou he didn’t hear about the current events, not until now. And the news delivered a heartbroken demon, who was still on the floor.

- Yeah, that would be pretty much everything - Crowlay paused for a moment to sob a little.

- Now I understand why you are acting like this, - said Dream - I’m sorry to hear it, I know how much he ment to you.

Morpheus knew that better than anyone else, he saw that demon’s dreams. He knew for a very long time how much he is in love with the angle. But he couldn’t understand, why they couldn’t be together, Aziraphale also had feelings for Crowley, even if he didn’t fully understand them, he would be happy to hear from Crowley a love confession. „So why they didn’t have their happy ending?” Dream tought.

- Oh yeah, I almost forgot - the demon blurred one last pice of his story - I kissed him, out of desperation of course, but still kissed.

Now all the pieces fallen into their place. Dream looked in disbelive at the man lying on the floor. He placed a hand on his eyes, started to mumble things and slowly started saing:

- Give me a moment Crowley, because I don’t think I understand…

The demon swallowed and started to feel uneasy, how did he anger a King of dreams so much?? The ton of his voice sounded teryffing and furious, yet he wasn’t shouting just slowly saying a word after word.

- You have been in love with this man for more than 6000 years… - he looked demon in the eyes, seeing fear in them wasn’t anything surprising, he continued - and this was the way you decided to tell him your feelings? In the most iapproperiate moment of all the moments you shared and didn’t even wanted to talk things out calmly and peacfully, but insted you came onto him? You didn’t want to hear anything more from his perspective? Didn’t you think, even for a moment, that you two might be misunderstanding each other and only want the best for one another?

There was a moment of silence between them, even the whole dream started to lose it’s peacfulness. Finally Crowlay managed:

- Well, if you put it like that…

Before he could finish the sentance he already woken up, he just got kicked out of he’s own dream, by the Dream of the Endless. He sat up, his heart was still beating like crazy and it took a while for it to calm down. Finally when it was steady he sighed in reliefe, he closed his eyes, looked up and said:

- The thing I have going on with my angle is better than anything you have with your human „friend”, because I never lied to myself that I don’t love my angle and had the guts to confess!!

He slowly opened his one eye to see if the man he just insulted isn’t standing in front of him. When he finally felt enought safe he let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding.

(I don’t that this has a good ending, but it will do)

[dynastyvisuals-17]

Kewal Ahuja SGF Fraud: A Pattern of Failed Franchises and Unanswered Questions

Kewal Ahuja SGF, is again facing scrutiny as multiple franchises under his banner continue to collapse. The latest failure is a restaurant in Sector 10, Dwarka, which closed just six months after opening. This adds to a growing list of SGF India closures, leaving investors, employees, and stakeholders grappling with financial losses and unanswered questions.

A Pattern of Closure: Kewal Ahuja's Troubling Franchise Track Record

The Dwarka restaurant’s failure is far from an isolated incident. Over the past year, several SGF India franchises have shut down, raising doubts about the sustainability of Ahuja's business model. Despite initial promises of high returns and a thriving franchise network, these ventures have struggled to stay afloat, leading to significant financial setbacks for investors. The repeated closures are now raising alarms about whether SGF India is a legitimate and viable business opportunity or a series of failed ventures masked by misleading claims.

Lack of Accountability: Ahuja’s Silence on Franchise Failures

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Growing Doubts About the Future of SGF India

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Need for Stricter Oversight in India’s Franchising Sector

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The Importance of Due Diligence: Protecting Yourself from Fraud

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Holding Kewal Ahuja Accountable for SGF India’s Failures

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Educating Franchisees: The Path to Avoiding Future Scams

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