#whiskey/dex

[zimmerdouche]

sometimes to practice your comic skills you spend too much time imagining a random conversation that could happen in omgcp year 5.

in which nursey needs sleep, dex should relax, whiskey reconsiders his choices and chowder gets his lick in.

(images have alt text!)

[nursedexy]

The thing is I adore zimmbits, but i also really love reading about about them breaking up and Bitty bonding with Kent over their shared ex and love of pop music and them falling in love

[baselessomgcpheadcanons]

been a long time since any of us posted here… maybe it’s time to throw some more of my baseless ideas into the void

-el

(also, we still take submissions!)

[kiss2012]

sorryy for still being emotional about omgcp but do u ever think about how. dex became captain. and nursey and/or chowder probably got the a. and nursey said of course i voted for you. and dex said i love this stupid team. which is something bitty tweeted once.

[nxttheendxfthestxry]

Triple Solo Para: The Plan (Wicked Conquerors)

I have a plan, Dex's pitch black pen is rushing through the message. Fitz wrinkles his nose, about to write something back when Sabrine's response coms back instead, the pink sparkling ink standing out on the page.

???

Prince thorn in your side. I have an idea.

Fitz sits up, setting his pen down, not wanting to do anything rash.

Dex, I don't know about this, Sabrine answers, much to his surprise.

I do. Dex's answer is simple. It'll work. He's been feeling really insecure since this whole apocalypse thing. Now's my chance to destabilize this whole thing with his boyfriend.

Fitz tenses. Laurian. No, no this-- he couldn't let this happen.

He closes his notebook, trying to breathe. Think, think, he has to do something, he has to think of something--

Wait.

He knows what to do.

Fitz grabs the notebook and his keys, heading to campus. As life had slowly been getting back to normal, the printing center had reopened. He had some work ahead of him, but he had to do this. He had to warn them.

They were some of his only friends, he couldn't let Dex do this.

Sabrine continues writing with Dex. You can't be sure that'll work. It's the first thing she tries, trying to swallow the panic rising inside her. Gods, why did she care so much about what Dex wanted to do to the little marshmallow?

I am. Dex's answer is simple. His boyfriend had to leave him during the whole thing and take a break because he was overwhelmed; it's already something he's thinking about, it's already something he's worried about. It'll work, Sabrine!

Sabrine shakes her head. Dammit, dammit, dammit! No, that's not what she means! Dex, don't.

I'm going to. It'll be fine, you'll see.

With a scream of frustration, she slams the notebook shut and throws it across the room.

She has to-- she has to-- but--

But you shouldn't want to, a voice whispers. Slimy and cold and calculating and cruel. With the prince in a spiral from what he's doing, and the good witch fawning over him, Oz could easily be yours. That's what you want, isn't it?

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Sabrine screams, pulling her hands over her head as the voice gets louder, multiplies, more and more of them, all asking the same thing.

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

Isn't it?

"I... don't... know," she finally growls out, closing her eyes and shoving the voices back out, tears filling her eyes.

She doesn't know.

She doesn't know!

Sabrine's eyes fly open, and she goes scrambling for her keys. Ozwell. She needs to find Ozwell, and Pandora. If there was anything to the things they'd been saying then--

Then she has to find them. Something tells her the answer to that question will come from working with them.

[omgzineplease]

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There's endless trios to choose from, some more familiar than others. I mean, who can forget the most iconic canon trios? We're talkin' Ransom, Holster, Lardo! We're thinkin' Whiskey, Tango, Foxtrot! We're screeeamin' Chowder, Dex, Nursey!

If you're willing to go outside the box, think about trios you'd love to see together who the fandom hasn't seen! Who among us is brave enough to put the Jack's Type Trio of Bitty, Camilla, and Kent in a room together? Hell, we could even take a dive into Deep Fandom Lore that OG fans may remember with the No Chill Trio of Lardo, Nursey, Kent.

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[the-oblivious-writer]

Shatterpoint

Debra Morgan x Reader

Part One: Debra’s Perspective

Summary: You die doing what you always do, putting other lives before your own. It's what Debra Morgan both loved and despised about you.

Warning(s): Swearing, (major) death, graphic depictions of violence (blood/gore), gun violence, phycological trauma, depression, grief/loss, and vomiting

Notes: Someone requested Debra Morgan angst so......... here it is! I ended up writing a part two from Dexter's perspective (platonically), so that'll be out tomorrow. I've been wanting to write platonic fictional dude characters x reader for some time now

Dexter’s Perspective

The first time Debra breaks down, it's in the middle of the Miami Metro parking lot. You're three days dead, and she's just found one of your forensics reports tucked into a case file – your neat handwriting mapping out blood spatter analysis, methodical and precise. She vomits behind her car, heaving until there's nothing left but bile and grief.

The second time is at your funeral. She watches them lower your body into the ground and something inside her splinters. The sound that tears from her throat isn't human. Dexter has to physically restrain her from jumping into the grave after you. Later, she'll have no memory of this – just the dirt under her fingernails and bruises on her arms where her brother held her back.

The third time destroys her completely.

It's been two weeks since that convenience store security camera caught your last moments. Two weeks since a frightened kid with a shaky trigger finger turned your chest into a crime scene. She's standing in your shared apartment, trying to pack up your things because that's what people do, right? They pack up the dead's belongings and pretend it helps.

Your forensics kit is still by the door where you left it that last morning. She opens it, and your scent hits her – latex gloves and that shampoo you loved and something uniquely you. The organized compartments blur through her tears. Each tool precisely placed, because that's who you were – someone who brought order to chaos, who could look at blood patterns and tell stories of violence with scientific detachment.

She starts throwing things. Your carefully labeled evidence containers shatter against walls. Your case files scatter like dead leaves. She's screaming, but she can't hear herself over the roaring in her head. Over the echo of your voice from that last argument:

"You can't keep running forever, Deb. I love you, but I can't chase you anymore."

The neighbors call the police. Fucking ironic, isn't it? Angel finds her surrounded by the wreckage of your professional life, clutching your laminate to her chest. She's laughing now, a horrible broken sound, because isn't this exactly what you were afraid of? Her inability to handle emotional intimacy, to face her feelings instead of drowning them in rage and whiskey.

They take her to the hospital. Put her on leave. Make her talk to department shrinks who use words like "complicated grief" and "post-traumatic stress" and "survivor's guilt." As if labeling her breakdown makes it more manageable.

She dreams of you. Not the you from the security footage, bleeding out under fluorescent lights. But the you who used to wake her from nightmares about the Ice Truck Killer, who knew exactly how she took her coffee, who could make her laugh even at crime scenes. The you who saw her walls and loved her anyway.

"I'm sorry," she tells your ghost. "I'm so fucking sorry."

But you're not there to forgive her.

Dexter finds her one night, sitting in your office at Miami Metro, organizing blood slides with obsessive precision. Trying to find patterns like you taught her, as if understanding the science of death will somehow make losing you hurt less.

"You're starting to worry me," he says, in that awkward way of his.

She laughs, sharp and bitter. "Starting to? Fuck, Dex, I'm starting to worry myself."

The security footage plays on repeat in her mind. She's memorized every detail – how you raised your hands, trying to de-escalate. How you stepped in front of the teenage clerk, protecting her. Your body jerking back, a crimson flower blooming across your chest. The way you looked surprised, almost confused, as you fell.

She keeps working cases, because what else is there? But every crime scene becomes yours. Every victim wears your face. She gets reckless, aggressive with suspects. Takes stupid risks because maybe, just maybe, if she's fast enough, smart enough, brave enough, she can save someone else's you.

Angel takes her gun after she nearly beats a convenience store robber to death.

"This isn't what they would have wanted," he tells her gently.

"Yeah? Well, they're not fucking here to want anything, are they?"

She finds one of your hair ties under the bed and falls apart all over again. Remembers how you used to gather your hair back before leaning over evidence, that little furrow of concentration between your brows. How she used to tease you about being so serious, so focused. How you'd smile and say, "Someone has to be, with you charging around like a hurricane."

The hurricane is all that's left now.

Some days she can almost pretend she's healing. She goes to work, follows leads, eats when Dexter reminds her to. But then she'll catch a glimpse of the forensics lab, or smell latex gloves, or hear someone mention blood spatter analysis, and she's right back in that convenience store, watching you die on an endless loop.

The department shrink asks her what she thinks you would say if you could see her now.

She doesn't tell him about the letter she found in your forensics manual. The one that begs her not to let grief make her harder, not to let loss change how fiercely she loves. She's already failed you there.

Instead, she says, "They'd probably say I'm proving them right. About running away. About not being able to handle my feelings."

But that's not entirely true, is it? Because this time she's not running. She's standing perfectly still, letting grief consume her, letting the absence of you hollow her out until there's nothing left but echoes and regret.

The security footage plays on. You raise your hands. The gun fires. You fall.

And somewhere in Miami, Debra Morgan keeps breaking, keeps shattering, keeps failing to put herself back together.

Some things just break, and stay broken, and all we can do is learn to breathe around the shards.

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A/N: Not me changing my format...

[transwicky]

Tango is smarter than people think. He asks questions because he's curious. Not because he's dumb. Sure some things he's kinda dumb on, he's not a GENIUS, like building things and like, computers, but he is smart, he just likes to learn new things!! And he picks things up fast.

Dex notices that rather quickly.

It starts when Tango asks about how the oven works. Dex huffs, asks why he wants to know, and Tango's response is "I'm curious. My brothers never taught me how to fix stuff, they just did it themselves."

Dex sighs because little brothers and such gotta stick together, right? So he teaches Tango. He expects Tango to not remember much of it.

But next time, Tango pokes his head in and says "Dex I think the oven's [broken thing] broke again."

Dex has a biology project that he's struggling with. Whiskey and Foxtrot tell him to ask Tango. He reluctantly does.

His project is finished in two hours as Tango helps him and explains what he doesn't understand.

He decides to start hanging out with Tango more.

He learns Tango is on a scholarship, that he's the middle of 7 kids, and the first to actually go to college. He understands, sort of. He's 1 of 5, albeit the second youngest not the true middle child, and he's first to go to college too.

They bond over it.

Dex still thinks the "Bug Major" is really fucking weird though. Tango just grins when Dex makes a "thats gross" face when he rambles about a new bug.

[atlasthemayor]

WOOHOO LET'S GO POLYARTOBER DAY 1 ''Lovers''

Dex was NOT ready for what awaited in his mailbox today ALSO: Keep reading if you wanna see what the actual love letters are!! (courtesy of my best friend @aristocrating who offered to write them all without me even having thought of that)(they're all SO good)

Chowder:

DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I LOVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YOU’RE MY BEST FRIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (other than nursey, ofc!)

OK THAT’S ITTTT KTHXBYE!!!! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Bitty:

Dear Dex,

You’re a real sweetheart! Thank you for always helpin’ with the baking, and for always having an open ear for the newest gossip. You take care of the Haus so well, and you always give it your all for the team. I really admire that about you!

I would bake the world into a giant pie just for you, if I could! (Sorry I’m not as much of a poet as Nursey, I suppose!) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ransom & Holster:

Yooo Dex! Dexter! Sexy Dexy! PokéDex! (read alternating in mine and Holtz’s voice)

You’re the coolest fucking bro on the whole damn team, and you’re hot as FUUUUUCK! (literally hot, too! write that down, Rans! Write that down!)

If you’re ever interested in a little d-men action, a little bro-bonding quality time, then hit us up!

Ps: haus 2.0 has a room that’s pretty much just a sex dungeon, if you’re into that kind of thing (don’t scare him off Rans, jeez!) ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Jack:

Hello Dex,

I was encouraged to send you one of these, by, euh, third parties who will go unnamed. I just wanted to write to you to say that, um. Your hands are soft as hell, and you always bring it your all to the ice. You give Samwell Men’s Hockey the good name it has, and it is an honor that I got to share the locker room with you for a whole year. Euh, I mean the ice. Yeah. Take care, eh?

-JLZ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Whiskey:

Yo.

You’re pretty neat.

Drop by my room sometime if you’re free, yeah?

- Connor. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Farmer:

Hi Dex, sorry this is not a love letter. This is just to say to please give my boyfriend back in one piece once you’re done with him, I still need him!

Thanks xx ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Parse:

Dear Will,

Ever since I saw you at that party, I knew you were something special. How did I get your home address? Don’t worry about it. My point is: you’re really fucking hot and you should let me know the next time you’re in Vegas. I could show you around town and introduce you to some Aces, and then I could show you the Strip, if you know what I mean. Was that too corny? Whatever.

This is KVP, call me.

[number redacted] ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

Nursey:

Dear Will,

I spy two beers and a skin fair and freckled

The bloodshot of ears and a face red-hot speckled

Two seats by the pond, and an evening with a klutz

The beat of my heart, and a churning in my guts

The holding of hands, the potential of a kiss

A golden opportunity I don’t want to miss

Your amber-brown eyes, the color of honey

The guess that I like you, right on the money

I spy a mop of hair, gingery red

And the promise of a date (if I’m not injured yet).

~ Derek ---------------------------------------------------------------------------

(for the @polyamships fellas, the characters in order are William Poindexter, Chris Chow, Eric Bittle, Justin Oluransi, Adam Birkholtz, Jack Zimmermann, Connor Whisk, Caitlin Farmer, Kent Parson, and Derek Nurse) (promise I won't do these many characters so often sorryyyyyy <3<3<3)

[whiskeyapologist]

SMH coffee preferences

bitty: the super sweet seasonal drinks (he is the quintessential psl girlie (gn) in the fall)

jack: drip coffee with a little milk

shitty: controversial but i don’t think shitty drinks coffee or anything caffeinated

lardo: iced coffee all the way

holster: americano

ransom: caramel macchiato

dex: espresso shots (& if nursey isn’t around, a dragonfruit refresher)

nursey: he’s a matcha girlie through & through

chowder: frappuccinos (especially the vanilla bean one)

whiskey: black coffee. i feel so very strongly about this

tango: hot chocolate (even in the summer)

ford: prefers energy drinks (specifically celsius), but has been known to enjoy a chai latte (hot or iced, depending on the weather)

[aristocrating]

Bitty as someone who was bullied in high school then taking on the role of the Hazer at Samwell is actually a really interesting story of how you can become the thing you hated bc you want to be liked and have power and be in control but that would require this fandom to actually admit that Bitty has flaws (which he does, in spades)

Bitty and Power Dynamics is actually the untold romance of Check Please.

I'm forever thinking about all the implications that arise when you take a hard look at what drives Bitty as a character. He has a vlog that he decides to turn into his career, he uses baking as a means to become popular (to the point where he's outright offended when Whiskey doesn't accept his baked briberies), he THRIVES on being in the know about other people's drama (Jack&Kent made him feel sooo entitled about hating Kent while knowing half the story, Nursey&Dex made him flex his mothering instincts, Whiskey&Closet gave him the opportunity to be a Senior Queer because he'd been out like one year longer than Whisk), he LOVES showing off his figure skating, he uses his Aunt's jam recipe instead of his mother's because that's the one people like more.

The guy just wants to be popular.

To be part of the ingroup, which I feel makes him sooo human, but it's never really explored other than when Kent finds him eavesdropping (which Bitty ultimately turns back around on Kent, if we accept 4.19 as canon), and I would be sooo interested in seeing the story from an angle where Bitty has to reckon with the fact that being popular is not going to fix his insecurities or his bullying-trauma. I would love to see that explored.

Also, like, I've seen the dom!Bitty fics, I know people would eat that up lol.

So like, yes. Absolutely. Give me Bitty Who Has To Reckon. (Interestingly I feel like this would also make me more interested in Zimbits again because if Bitty had the same complexity as Jack they might actually match each other's freak)

10/10 Bribery Pies

🥧🥧🥧🥧🥧 🥧🥧🥧🥧🥧

[randomnoteforfuturereference]

By the time Dex graduates, there's potential irony in how the worst room in the Haus will probably be Johnson/Bitty/Whiskey's.

[deckthehaus]

🎶 Oh, the weather outside is frightful

But these works are so delightful 🎶

Day 4 of Deck the Haus is here!

❄️❄️❄️❄️

Alone This Holiday (10,056 words)

Eric has been working hard towards his dream of a bakery but that's meant no time for social life or love. The baking set his Gram and Mama send him might just be the fix.

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(Do It on My) Twin Bed (5,193 words)

Nursey shrugs. Dex sighs all the way down to his toes. He can’t believe he’s going to do this, but he’s briefly haunted by the spectre of both Chowder and Bitty’s disappointed faces. That’s too much for any one man to be expected to handle.

“Alright, let’s go, grab your bag.”

“What?”

“You’re coming to Maine with me.”

“What? No, absolutely not.”

Fifteen minutes later they’re in Dex’s ancient pickup truck headed up the coast.

Or, Dex takes Nursey home for Christmas last minute and, wouldn't you know, there's only one bed. In Dex's childhood bedroom. This is fine.

❄️❄️❄️❄️

"It's Just a Little Snow...." (2,521 words)

A snowstorm diverts Whiskey and Kent from their planned travels and the only place they can stay is Jack and Bitty's cabin (chalet-mansion). Sex, angst, and peace ensure!

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Holiday Spirits (1,542 words)

Just a quiet little interlude after the events of a busy day.

[remidyal]

Bad Ideas of the Day, part 5, Even Worse Edition

It's time for my monthly-ish roundup of my regular bad ideas of the day from the D20 fanfic discord! Last month's is available here and has links back to all the prior ones because now there's too many for me to be bothered direct linking here!

As usual, these are a mix of fantasy high and other D20 prompts and are open for anyone who wants to do something with them, though I appreciate letting me know because I wanna read it!

Bad idea of the day, class swap (but not like that) edition: Due to a clerical error - namely, their cleric signed them up for it - all of the bad kids have to attend each other's classes for a week, resulting in Fabian sitting through a Worlds Religion lecture, Kristen doing her -3 Dex best to sneak around in rogue classes, Gorgug going to the bard classes that Fig never actually went to, Riz doing his best to remember everything Adaine's ever mentioned about how wizarding works, Fig faking fighting instead of raging for once, and Adaine trying to pass off her furious fist as just being how her anger manifests

Bad idea of the day, abc edition: In the village of Happly, at the harvest festival, Pinnochio enters his infamous bubblegum and whiskey pie and gets himself run out of town by a mob of angry villagers

Bad Idea of the Day, Toxic Masculinity is Undead edition: The adventurers of Solace are well aware of Halloween, because every year on that date the soulless corpses of villains slain in the past year rise again to chase after their killers. Can Fabian keep ahead of both Zombie Penelope Everpetal and Zombie Bill Seacaster?

Bad idea of the day, Figueroth Faeth's Day Off edition: Receiving notification halfway through junior year that one more unexcused absence is going to result in her being expelled, Fig drags her friends into a heist to break into the school, fake her attendance record and show that she's been there the whole time.

Bad Idea of the Day, Drama Edition: It turns out that there's a reason that Aguefort has a theater department. Once every hundred years, a performance must be put on that is quote truly moving unquote lest the school be destroyed, and it turns out that Riz is fated to play the heroine of the most recent attempt. Can the Bad Kids teach him to not botch his lines or hide under the stage?

Bad idea of the day, not all cats are good cats: Puss in Boots must fight off a new contender for children's hearts and minds as the trickster cat du dour. Can he successfully murder this strange cat and his lame rhymes and thing-like minions to keep his throne, or will he be the first to fall to seussian influences?

Bad idea of the day, death stalks you edition: Adaine starts sending out Solstice cards to people who annoy her throughout the year with prophecies of their deaths. Most of them she just makes up, but one or two are genuine every year just to mix things up.

Bad idea of the day, World's Greatest Detective edition: Riz is asked to solve a murder that seems to have all the classic detective tropes he truly loves involved; it's only partway through that he realizes that Fabian, with their friends' help, has staged it because they were all worried about Riz getting bored and spiraling between quests.

Bad idea of the day, I know Halloween was two days ago but I rewatched in the mouth of madness recently edition: The Bad Kids come to realize they are being controlled by mysterious and unknowable forces, and reach a decision: To cut off the flow of evil into the world, they are going to need to find and kill whatever a 'DM' is.

Bad idea of the day, I think we've all learned some valuable lessons here edition: The Dream Team realizes some kind of truly awful existence is sweeping over new york, in which every conversation and conflict ends with everyone having picked up a seemingly valuable but really quite shallow moral to the tale; they eventually figure out that it is in fact an attempt by a powerful sorcerer to turn the world into an after school special on this, a very special episode of The Unsleeping City.

Bad idea of the day, No Really A Starstruck ODYSSEY edition: The crew take a smash and grab job investigating missing people near a remote outpost, and discover a mad scientist conducting strange experiments but also offering great hospitality and food. Can the crew of the Wurst figure everything out before the more foolish of them (gunnie) end up as pigs?

Bad idea of the day, just how sure are you about this new god edition: In the summer before junior year, Fig and the Sig Figs record a music video for their new smash single. Watching it for the first time, Saint Kristen Applebees notices something in the video that noone else seems to be able to see: A familiar tabaxi, hanging out in the crowd watching the concert.

Bad idea of the day, that gum you like is going to come back in style edition: Fig at last discovers Porter's one flaw that makes him a truly intimidating barbarian with an unstoppable rage: Students putting chewed gum onto the bottom of their desks.

Bad idea of the day, ashes to ashes edition: Tired of Fig's chainsmoking cloves, Jawbone and Tracker stage an intervention to maybe at least talk her into some sort of rebellious vice that doesn't stink up the home of two werewolves with strong senses of smell at least

Bad idea of the day, my frog is real and so is magic edition: Adaine grows up without spellcasting ability at all until on the morning she starts at Aguefort, when on her way walking to school she runs across a frog who offers her magical powers she might be able to use to improve her life.

Bad Idea of the Day, You Wouldn't Steal a Car edition: Seeking to impress his father, Fabian gets into Solace's new age of piracy, selling illegal copies of movies, music and apps throughout Elmville. Will the lawsuits catch up to him in the end, or can his amass a horde of treasure suitable for a Seacaster?

Bad idea of the day, unfamiliar edition: At Some Point in the future, Jayhson feels a magical tug from afar and appears due to the whims of one of these 'humans' who has summoned a familiar. Can he kill this whizzered and get back to his family?

Bad idea of the day, I shot the Sheriff edition: Riz wakes up one fine morning in his office to discover Agent Angela Worrel came knocking in the night, and one of the traps his paranoid ass has set up for his office has killed her. Can he cover up this capital offense, or will Worrel finally succeed, posthumously, in getting at least one Bad Kid in jail long term?

Bad idea of the day, foreseeable problems edition: The Hangman gets impounded due to a series of unpaid parking tickets, leading Fabian to argue that the Hangman should count as a pet and not a vehicle. This results in him also getting tickets for having his dog off the leash.

Bad idea of the day, Heaven or Hell edition: Following an unfortunate but hopefully temporary death, Figueroth Faeth finds herself at the center of a dispute between the planes that threatens a war, as Hell wants its archdevil but Rock Heaven insists that they have a claim to everyone who has a rock album go platinum. Will this begin a true battle of the bands?

Bad idea of the day, I admit these are getting weirder edition: The bad kids wake up one morning in the midst of a campaign designed by just the worst kind of a DM, with railroaded sidequests, boring samey npcs, and combat every six feet. Can they figure out what's going on and escape back to Spyre before rocks fall and they all die?

Bad idea of the day, Lost Things and Misfit Toys edition: Irritated as hell at the blue fairy after ending up a puppet again, Pinocchio turns not to his new stepmother for power but instead someone else who dislikes the blue fairy, someone else who believes in the occasional misdirection, someone who is pretending to be the blue fairy's sister…. one "Gwendolyn Thistlehop".

Bad idea of the day, the WORST fusion edition: After she goes on a mission trip to parts unknown, all of the bad kids notice that Kristen is acting… odder than normal. This is because (burrow's end spoiler!) she's being piloted by chipmunks, of course.

[omgzineplease]

Heya, peeps!

Mod Atlas here asking one of life's greatest questions:

Which freshmen trio was your favorite?

Give us your reasoning in the notes if you wanna! We'd love to hear what everyone thinks 💗

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[cricketnationrise]

winter fic roundup

thanks to @indomitable-love, @three-drink-amy, and @cha-melodius for the tags to share my winter/holiday fics <3

Check Please an amount of years later - utter fluff fest of SMH holiday traditions haus 2.0, dec 31 - timestamp fic, NYE the pond, jan 25 - timestamp fic, early morning skating on the first day of christmas... - tango/whiskey, homemade advent calendars ringing in - polyfrogs, NYE getting together (now with a sequel, ringing out) knit one, purl cthulhu - nurseydex, dex is bad at knitting or is he? to dance under sparkling lights - nurseydex getting together, basically a hallmark movie never gonna find me a better day - polyfrogfarm, winter fluff Anything Can Happen - march/april, getting together feat. bitty's pancake mix and snow days

RWRB linden tree, 11:58pm - timestamp fic, NYE, post-canon

no pressure tagging @doggernaut, @wrathofthestag, @the-lincyclopedia, @thoughtsofthegirlwiththecurl, @montrealmadison, @ivecarvedawoodenheart, @parvuls, @xthelastknownsurvivorx, @inexplicablymine, @hgejfmw-hgejhsf and whoever else wants to share their winter/holiday fics!!