#whut am i even doing?

[achromatophoric]

Wednesday: Of course I’m the bottom.

Yoko: *snickers* Yeah? Is it because—

Wednesday: It’s closer to Hell? Precisely.

Yoko: Eh?

Wednesday: Now if you’re done wasting my time, I have an unholy union to see to. Are you prepared, my beloved top?

Yoko: Girl, you do realize that Enid’s not even here right—

*angelic chorus*

Yoko: *looks up* —nnwhuh?

Enid: *descends from the sky* I’m comin’, babe!

Wednesday: You certainly shall be, mi santa lobita.

Enid: Same goes for you, devilcakes! *saucy wink*

Enid: ✨😇✨

Wednesday: 🔥😈🔥

Yoko:

[mikcrymilkovich]

Please go read Bee's fic! I am a sucker for fics about Milkovich siblings dynamics. This fic gives some great insights throughout each chapter. But I love how if read all at once, it's a cohesive story as well!

If given enough time, I would have drawn something for EVERY chapter. But alas. I drew a couple chapters that I thought were pertinent to the plot. They're polaroids to reflect a snapshot of the chapter & give a bit of nostalgia (even though polaroids may not have been as popular in the mid-90s).

The 1st chapter: Joey Milkovich being resourceful and feeding infant Mickey!

[Spoilers below]

Chapter 10 drawing: In which the siblings go to visit Joey in Juvie. I loved drawing lil' Mickey and Mandy!

(Side note: I'm working on drawing more chapters as well. I'll post them once the Big Bang has finished!)

I'm so happy to finally release this after working on it for literal months as a part of this years Shameless Big Bang. Have you ever wondered how the Milkovich kids grew up?

With amazing art by @mikcrymilkovich ❤️

Thanks to @ayletmagnus and @mickeysgaymom for proof reading my rambles ❤️

Summary:

The Milkovich family is a notorious and formidable presence on the Southside, their name casting fear upon their neighbors.  Although the family remains a mystery, the topic of rumors and suspicions.

Despite obvious signs of neglect and unexplained injuries, a silence surrounds the house, no one brave enough to intervene.  But what chilling truths lie behind closed doors?

Word Count: 52k

Read on AO3 here

[novankenn]

Er... WHUT?!?

Beacon's grounds were awash with White Fang, Grimm and rogue robots, as Jaune raced to catch up to Pyrrha. But it was in vain. She just outclassed him too much for him to catch up.

Jaune: There must be something I can do...

It was then he saw three transfers from Haven moving towards Beacon tower.

Jaune: I don't know what it is... but they look like trouble...

Taking a deep breath, Jaune screwed up all his courage and even though he had always been warned to only use the "Arc Technique" in the most dire of situations...

Jaune: If this isn't dire... I don't know what is...

/==/

Cinder, Mercury and Emerald closed on Beacon tower only to find a ancient looking castle now blocking the entire path.

Cinder: ...

Mercury: ...

Emerald: Was this always here?

Cinder: No.

Mercury: We sure?

Cinder: Yes.

Emerald: Then what...

It was then a well armored figure popped his head above parapet.

Cinder: You there!

Jaune: (bad French accent) Yes?

Cinder: Who... no... WHY are you talking like that?

Emerald: (Whispering to Mercury) IS that REALLY what she should be asking?

Cinder: What is the meaning of this? I have need to get past this... this... castle?

Jaune: (Bad French accent) So? What for?

Cinder: My DESTINY! I must get the Fall Maiden!

Mercury: (Whispering to Emerald) Should she be telling him that?

Jaune: (Bad French accent) Fall Maiden? Fall Maiden... We have one of those...

Cinder: You have one???

Cinder: Huh... one of... GIVE HER TO ME!!

Jaune: (Bad French accent) Umm... let me think... NO!!!

Cinder: HOW DARE YOU!!!

Cinder: ???

Emerald: ???

Mercury: *SNORT*

Cinder: Why YOU... FRENCH BASTARD!!!

Jaune: (Bad French accent) I am NOT a Bastard! Bastards are the children of unmarried couples! My parents are married! I was the ring bearer at the ceremony!

Cinder: *Chokes on air*

Emerald: ...

Mercury: *Snorts* *Choked off Laugh**Full on Laugh*

CinderI will!!!

Jaune: (Bad French accent) I see... unleash the RABBIT!!!

Cinder: Rabbit?

Emerald: Rabbit?

Mercury: (Rolling on the ground laughing at the absurdity of it all)

Emerald: CINDER!!!!!

Mercury: (Passed out from laughing so hard)

Narrator: And so with Cinder Fall's defeat Amber the Fall Maiden awoke before the Aura Transfer could happen. With the mastermind of attack dispatched... the Grimm faded away and the White Fang retreated as the defenders assisted by Pyrrha Nikos and Amber quickly thrashed the rogue droids...

[thegamingcatmom]

Vampire!AU where Mother Miranda takes you as her bride.

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That is all.

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JK-

Right so:

Miranda is obv. the Vampire Queen or whatever.

Alcina and her daughters are vampires too, obv.

So are the maids that were canonically experimented on. (Miranda gotta have some numbers.)

Since we got vampires in there, we also gotta have werewolves, right?

-> Enter Heisenberg and his lycans.

Sal is the butler (aka: The heart and soul of the house, bless him).

Donna is...a mystery.

"The Mold" is basically Miranda´s nest

Eva is alive and kicking.

And a vampire too.

She can be...scary.

Just like Momma.

The "vessel" operation is still going strong. However-

It´s her long deceased wife Miri´s trying to bring back.

Reincarnation style, if you will.

Uhhh, what else...OH-

The villagers are under some sort of vampiric mind control (aka the mold?) that allows Miranda and her coven to feed on them undisturbed.

-> Enter MC (aka The Disturbance).

aka: The bane and salvation of Miranda´s existence.

Miranda is hooked right away for obv. reasons (points to the aforementioned wife thing).

(Eva will be overjoyed to learn her Mama has returned.)

She must have MC.

Their wedding shall be a grand celebration for the whole village to see.

A celebration fit for royalty, as it should-

MC: "Uhhh...excuse me?"

Miranda: *gradually snaps out of her frenzied inner monologue to blink at MC with a mix of confusion and reverence*

MC: "I´m looking for a dude called Heisen...*checks her palm* ...bur-BERG. HeisenBERG. Do you know where I can find him, by chance?"

Miranda: *slow blinking*

MC: *slow blinking too*

Miranda: *remembers this is her soon-to-be bride*

Miranda: "Ah...forgive my...manners. *awkward smile cause being nice is indeed quite awkward, bride or not*...Heisenberg, you say? Why, yes...I am quite familiar with that...man."

Miranda: *fights back an instinctive hiss! cause werewolf*

...

MC: "...O-kay...? Can you tell me where I can find him, then?"

Miranda: *slow blinking*

MC: *slow blinking too*

Miranda, getting sus: "...And to what possible end, if I might ask?"

MC: *tf is that question*

MC, getting annoyed: "...Because I asked...?"

Miranda: *eye starts twitching as she fights back the urge to lash out at the sheer audacity-*

Miranda: *...soon.to.be.bride*

...

Miranda: "...Of course... *dark fake chuckle*...You shall find him in that factory of his. *points down the road* Follow this trail until it splits, then proceed to the right, where you will come across a large windmill. From there, it is rather impossible to miss."

Miranda, under her breath: "Unfortunately..."

MC, who is totally not weirded out by now: "...Okay...thanks. Uh...cya around?"

Miranda: *wedding bells*

Miranda: *satisfied smile starts spreading*

Miranda: "Hm...cya, indeed..."

MC: "..."

Miranda: "..."

MC: *slowly turns around and continues down the road*

Miranda: "...Little bat?"

MC: *stops in her tracks*

MC: *hesitantly turns around cause, despite being the only other person present besides Strange Lady, she still doubts whether that nickname was actually meant for her cause...whut?*

MC: "...Yes?"

Miranda: *satisfied smile becomes even more satisfied because her term of endearment has been accepted*

Miranda: *turns serious all of a sudden*

Miranda, doing her vampire compelling thing: "...Tell me."

MC, without hesitation: "He´s my uncle."

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Miranda:

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This was supposed to be a sexy vampire thing and then it turned into reincarnation & vampires vs werewolves with MC in the middle of it all cause our girl might just be the only one capable of uniting their worlds and ending a war that has been raging for centuries.

(Could this war have anything to do with a certain someone dying at the hands of a certain someone else? Good question. 🤔)

And it all starts with a (rather questionable) marriage.

THAT IS ALL.

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This post was brought to you by The Invitation - a (rather poorly made) movie about vampires.

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EDIT:

NO BUT LISTEN-

Miranda going "I'll take what is due", just like she did in Resi Village? Except what is "due" is her wife, who died at the hands of one of the lycans? Or even Heisenberg himself??

Miranda going "I've waited so long for you..." when she meets MC, just like she did in Shadows of Rose when she met Rose??

THOUGHTS FEELS IDEAS 😭

(Dammit, I might actually have to write it now cause I am OBSESSED. 😩🤌)

[nerdygoth77]

Some of my favorite Porter Gage lines!

“Keep your irradiated ASS away from me” 

“Boss”  

“Piss me off and I’ll still kick your ass from here to the Atlantic.” 

“Sure was fun! Huh Boss?” 

“I ain’t got the brains for mazes” 

“How's it go? “This town ain't big enough for you and me?” Awh nevermind :(“ 

“Ain't no way people paid for this shit, I refuse to believe it.” 

“Who the hell's idea of fun was this shit?”

“Ever feel the tiniest bit hurt that the institute hasn’t tried to replace you with a synth? I mean c’mon! I’m important. I-I’m worth replacing......” 

“Think about it…. If beer is still good after two hundred years.. Is it really something worth drinking?” 

“Personally, wouldn’t ever trust anyone to knock me out with gas or whatever, even if they claimed they were going to help.” 

“Can you imagine… having so much extra shit you’d need someplace to store it all” 

“Not paying ATTENTION-” (I fuck up a lot and trigger traps LOL)

“Not a big fan of being underground, so the sooner we wrap this up the better.” 

“Once upon a time, I suppose folks had nothing better to do than sit around outside”

“Greeaaat, because I ain’t seen enough trees and grass.” 

“Like I hadn’t already seen enough glowing shit to last a lifetime.” 

“Believe it or not, this is more civilized than some places i've lived”

"One of these bugs ever takes me down you tell people I died from trippin’ over my gun, fallin’ off a cliff, anything! It would be less embarrassing.” 

“Places like this….Makes me realize life was mostly shit before the bombs fell” 

“God…. Being in here is soul sucking.” 

“I hope you know where you’re going, I forgot my map.” 

“Least we ain't gotta worry about being hit by a train…..Right?”

“No question that shit was made to last…Maybe the wrong shit but still.”

“Me? I like night time. Something about it just feels right.” 

“You’re a real stunner, ya know that?”

“Are you shittin’ me” 

“Ever seen a dust angel? Bettin’ I could make one.” 

“Shiiiiitt I hate getting weeettt” 

“I’ve got a strong stomach, but ewwugh.” 

“You’re my kind of crazy boss.” 

“Boy do I love watching you work.” 

“Anyone ever tell you….your ass looks great in that vault suit.” 

“Don’t know about you, but I can’t see in the dark.” 

“You’ll always be the overboss of my heart- Hehehehe I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t keep a straight face.”

“Blamo” 

“Sheeeeeettt” 

“Don't mind me, just throwing up a bit in my mouth here.” 

“Damn, I hate insects. Like I needed something else to wipe off my fucking shoes” 

“VerMIN”

Everything. Just everything he says is wonderful. His voice is so fucking sexy.

"I'm not that big of a dick"

"Bullshit. Without me I'd be scraping your guts off the floor"

"Before you start pissing all over the plan, why don't you take a minute to hear me out."

"You ready to listen?"

"You're one ruthless son of a bitch aren't ya?"

"Awwwhh C'mon :("

"Just give this a chance, you might even have a little fun."

"Tell yuh whut."

"Everything all peachy with our friendly neighborhood psychopaths?"

"Welcome home, boss."

"I knew you had it in you."

"Next, the fun stuff."

"You look like shit."

He refers to getting high as "Getting blitz." LOL

"Well that oughta make things more interesting"

"hehehe OOPS."

"The fun we can have in this thing!"

"That one have pictures in it?"

"I like a good haul as much as the next guy-"

"You sure you got everything? There's a few more rocks you haven't picked up."

"I never had the hands for that kind of shit. Glad you do."

"You got some nimble fingers there huh?"

"You okay?" (When he shows concern?? UGH)

"Well now, would you look at that."

"Oh for the love of-"

"You gonna build me something nice?"

"Lookin good, Boss."

"oooh, gutsy."

"Pretty tough mutt you got there." (Any dialogue about Dogmeat is great)

"Aww, look at how nice and clean this is, and I here am, dirtying the place up." (one of my favorites)

There's so so many more but I didn't want this to get crazy long

[dangermousie]

I am genuinely confused by the serial killer dude.

Like I get he kills random women for whatever serial killer fixation. But it's weird for him to raise his daughter for 20 years (and she's been a party girl who never was worshipful to him for YEARS) and then randomly for no reason because she said something grumpy once (and I am sure she's said the same type of stuff before) to do the serial killer thing on her.

It genuinely makes no sense.

If he had a temper that bad, he'd have offed her years ago. And serial killers tend to pick a type of victim and he's just...well, I killed random ladies. Now I am gonna kill my daughter.

OK...ummmmm whut

ETA: and whyyyy didn't DS call the cops when he found the severed fingers in the house? Why do a weird whatever it is with the killer? It's so convoluted and why? Guy would totally get arrested when there are severed fingers on his table and he has no alibi and he's lied a bunch on record. I am lost.

ETA2: I see, it's because there is no body so he can't be convicted? But can't they make him take them to the body? (And DS playing games wouldn't make the body magically appear anyway.) Also, are you saying that if a body got dissolved in acid or w/e then even if the person confessed and seven people testified they saw the murder and there was a video of it, they can't be convicted under Korean law? That is fascinating but also odd as hell.

[love-is-a-pearl]

So, here’s a question! (One that you may of answered or talked about before, if so, woops)

If Ash being put on a cross by Lysander was televised, what do you think Dawns reaction to it would’ve been? Or any of Ash’s friends tbh?

I wanted to reply with a small comic but I realize that doing that may take some time so. Text it is for now

Misty: the most worried of them all. Mentally curses Brock for not being there to take care of Ash anymore (even if he being there wouldn't have made a difference). Totally calls Delia and tells her that her son is on channel 06. Once she learns he also had jumped on an active volcano in that same region before, she pretty much forbides Ash from going to Kalos without her or Brock or someone a little bit saner.

Brock: he changes the channel the moment one of his siblings points out that that's Ash. He ain't gonna have him be a bad example for them.

May and Drew mid-date. Drew: isn't that your friend..? May: Whut?

She then pratically forces the owners of the french cafe they're in to turn up the volume and hyperfocuses on the TV until Ash is safe. After that, Drew tells Ash to stop putting himself in those situations cause he almost gave his girlfriend a heart attack that time.

Dawn: unfazed. That's Ash alright. Wait. PIKACHU TOO? NOOOOOO.

Iris: I bet she didn't see it lmao She was busy with the Unova league. But Drayden at some point is like:

D: Your friend made to the finals of the Kalos league. I: Ohh, cool!! D: he also almost died stopping an evil organization after that. I: .. why am I not surprised?

Cilan: Honestly I'm not a Cilan expert but the thought of him passing out at the sight and his brothers having to care for him is funny to me.

[octuscle]

Uhm chronivac support?

I have a bit of a personal request. You see, I love body hair and facial hair. i L O V E it. But i am at a bit of an impasse. I have not a whole lot of body hair and I can't really grow anything on my face that isn't patchy.

Most preset I see only gives 5 o'clock shadow so I wondered if they're were any presets or package I could use to make sure I grow hairy and have a luxurious beard and a nice stache?

I want to be beastly, bearish. I want to be able to stay warm withou any shirts on. I want to be so hairy that I need to comb my fur.

The first thing you notice in the morning when you brush your teeth is your hair under your armpits. You had trimmed them a few days ago… And now there is a bush again. Shit, you're already late anyway, the first lecture starts in 20 minutes, you'll take care of that later.

During the lecture you are totally unfocused. What do you care about European history… You are interested in your dick. It is permanently hard. Shit, you mumble an apology and disappear to the toilet. You've never jerked off on campus. But once is the first time. As you open your pants, you smell a waft of sweat and musk. Your cock is hairy, your balls are hairy, your pubic hair is bushy. It doesn't take you long to cum. And your cum clumps the hair around your cock. You rub your smeared hand on your fine rib undershirt. Fuck, didn't you have a normal t-shirt on today? No, you always wear wifebeater. You open the second button of your button-down oxford shirt, so that your undershirt is visible. There are a few hairs curling on your chest.

With effort you have struggled through the morning. Now you're hungry. A ravenous appetite. But not for the vegan organic crap from the cafeteria. You get into your Prius and drive to a diner. It smells like barbecue and frying fat. Yes, that's what you're hungry for now. A huge portion of spare ribs and fries. And a large Coke. With sugar. No diet crap. As the waitress serves the portion, you can already see that the meal is going to be a mess. The sauce looks delicious. And there's plenty of it. To be on the safe side, you take off your shirt and hang it over the back of the chair. Most of the other guests seem to be long-distance drivers, they don't care. The waitress doesn't either. After the third portion is served, she even pats you on the head and says she loves a big lad with a good appetite. The patting feels strange. You run your sauce-smeared hand first over your stained undershirt and then over your head. "Wayul, it gist feels lahk whut uh bald head feels lahk," you mumble to yourself as the food rests hang in your beard.

The third serving is also your last. Fuck, now you're finally full. Your belly is bulging out between the waistband of your jeans and your wifebeater. You tuck your hairy belly and let out a mega burp. Yelling, laughing, applause in the diner. You laugh too. In a booming bass. You also have to fart. But you go to the bathroom to do it. You also have to piss before you have to go back on the road. You wash out your sauce-smeared undershirt briefly in the sink and hang it on your belt. It dries in the breeze afterwards.

Back at your seat, there's a college boy. Clean-shaven with a freshly ironed shirt. Wimp! You tell him he's sitting in your chair. He looks up at you.

The arrogant snob says that maybe it used to be your chair and if your seat wasn't on some combine. You bend down to him, pull your jeans vest off the back of his chair and maybe you wouldn't have had to press your armpit on his face. But you're just a dumb, clumsy trucker, not a cool college boy. You bend down to him again after you have put on the vest, burp in his face and mumble an "'Scuse may, mister".

You say goodbye to Maggie with a kiss on the cheek. She is your favorite waitress. It's always nice when a tour brings you here. But now you have to go. Your 36-ton baby has to get to Austin today.

Best bears always @once-a-cub

[briarberrythornedhart]

Gone Fishin’

18 plus or DNI

Contains: Sitcom energy, RoNance, Eventual implied Steddie x reader, Matchmaker!Eddie, Eddie & Robin Friendship, Eddie and Mike brother/bully dynamic, discussion of period typical homophobia in late 1980’s, no homophobic acts tho, spicy discussion but no actual smut

“Why are you smiling like that?” Robin asked.

Eddie adjusted his Family Video name tag and boosted himself up to sit on the counter next to the register. He leaned toward Robin, pointing at his face. “Smiling like what? Like this?? This here?”

Robin batted some of his long wavy hair out of her face.

Still grinning like a Cheshire Cat on edibles, He laid right down on his back. A long leg dangling on each side of the counter - sprawled out on top of Robin's order paperwork that was due this morning. He sighed and stretched in apparent satisfaction.

“Eddie, c’mon, less of your disruptive shenanigans would be appreciated today.”

Eddie huffed a laugh and rolled himself back up in order to push off the counter with a little hop.

Robin continued to berate him. “You have been smiling all crazy-like since you showed up. And you're everywhere while also simultaneously Not Actually Doing any Work??? I don’t want to complain about your mood because you’ve been a morose and moribund guy of late so this is a positive change, but today…What specifically gives? ‘Cause you are being a complete menace.”

“Someone is... maybe coming to visit the store today. To bring me lunch. Someone who said when I smile it makes her want to sit on my face.* So I thought I should be ready with generous smiles.” Eddie propped an elbow on the counter and leaned his cheek on his hand, smirking at the world.

“Oh my gawd, why would you tell me that?!?” Robin rubbed her eyes with her palms.

“I thought we were close friends now? Friends share things.” Eddie sounded hurt. But his big brown eyes were still shining.

“Tell Steve the details, you guys can bond over your slutty sex lives…”

“Excuse moi, but I am a one-man woman. That’s not slutty.”

“It’s slutty that you keep bragging out loud about it in public.”

“C’mon Rob, let me have this, it’s been a year since anyone even looked my way. And this gal does way more than look.” Eddie clocked that Robin had one eyebrow very raised in ‘closeted lesbian annoyance. “You know what, let’s find you a nice girl…”

“Will you shut your big-damn-mouth, someone might hear!!”

“No one is in the store, Rob. Look around. And anyway - they should grow up. It’s almost the 90’s for Crissake. Love is love and Lesbians are cool. It’s like Harrington says ‘Everyone loves...”

Robin clapped a hand over Eddie’s yap. “Everyone does not love the b-word that rhymes with tubes. This is a family establishment, Eds. It’s in the name above the door.”

Eddie nodded slowly. She let him go but he immediately popped off with, ”Sure - Everyone doesn’t like the same things, but the selection in the back room suggests common themes. And for the record, I was gonna say the t-word that rhymes with ‘kits’, not ‘boobies’.”

Robin let out a half-laugh half-groan. “That’s not better... ugh....You are impossible.”

“I know, I really am.” Eddie was positively glowing. “So, what we need to do is widen the net for you.”

“Whut??” Robin searched for her pen, she’d had it a moment before!!

Eddie pulled it gently from behind her ear and handed it to her unceremoniously.

“This town is too small to meet Out lesbian chicks or bisexually-leaning chicks, so we need to get you to Indy. Rick says there is a lesbian bar there. We can go this weekend. Keith’s on schedule for Sunday, so...”

“I’m not going to a...” Robin dropped her voice to a whisper, although it didn’t appear that there were any customers in the store. “Lesbian bar with you.”

Eddie gasped in actual hurt surprise. “Why the hell not?”

“Because... I dunno... it’s a Bad Idea tm.”

“Look, if you don’t want to go with me, that’s fine, I’m very hurt, but that’s fine - I know the perfect wingman for you.... Or wingwoman, to be more accurate.”

“Eds. Please. Pleeeease. I need to finish this paperwork and I need you to clean the restroom, can we just focus on work right now??”

“You think this job is more important than love??” Eddie gave her serious side-eye. He hopped over the counter instead of walking to the gate for the register area. He picked up the store phone.

“You, yourself, swore love was naught but bullshit, just last week.” Robin pointed out.

“Wellll...I was full of shit. And I hadn’t found love yet.” Eddie typed something into the computer and then began dialing the phone. “Hey Mikey, Is your sister around? Yes. Nancy, why would I want to talk with your baby-sister??? No. NO. Don’t put her on… Hi.... hi there Holly, how are you? Yeah, I’m fine too. Can you please get your Sister for me? Thank you.” Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Nancy isn’t gonna want to go...” Robin hissed.

“Hiya Wheeler, can you punch your brother for me? Thanks. No, that’s not why I called...... Okay, soooo... Can you take Robin to Indy this weekend to a bar to meet nice girls?” Eddie tapped out a drum solo on the top of the register. ”Yes? Yeah, I know a specific bar.....Yes? you will? Great. Thank you. Yeah, I know. She does..... You’re a peach, you know that?”

Eddie hung up the phone and smiled again - all benevolence, and bowed. “Thou art welcome.”

“Do I get even A LITTLE choice about this?” Robin asked, head in her hands. “I mean it is MY Life, and stuff, but do I get any say??”

“No, you don’t. It’s for your own good.” Eddie said in a tone that brooked no argument.

*For the record, this is not specifically what you said. You said something more romantic about kissing him all over and he heard what he wanted to hear. He does that. It’s cute, though.

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1 week later, back at Family Video

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“I blame you.” Steve poked Eddie dead center of his chest. “This is all because of your meddling.”

“I know you feel some kinda way about your ex and your best friend dating, but you need to put on your big boy pants about it, Harrington. It was meant to be.”

“No, it’s fine, that is fine, I mean, Robin put in her 2 weeks and they are going to France together and talking about getting an apartment near Emerson college.... and a dog when they get back. Already. Last month Nance said she wasn’t ready to settle down and now this?? And Robin doesn’t have time for me at all anymore....”

“I have time for you.” Eddie batted his eyelashes at Steve.

“Don’t. Seriously, dude. You are busy all the time, too, with your perfect girlfriend and I’m once again begging you not to give me the specific details about your sex life, okay?”

“Okay... jeesus. I’ve not been that specific.”

“No you haven’t, it’s just that you are very happy and it’s obnoxious.” Steve was teasing a little. Eddie could hear the bitterness underneath. “She knows you flirt with everyone right? She’s cool with that?”

Eddie cleared his throat. “She knows I flirt with you and she’s cool with specifically that.”

“I guess that’s flattering? maybe??”

“You guys get along, though, right? I mean, she thinks you are great.” Eddie asked.

“Yes, she’s very... great, too, and I’m happy for you. Just please don’t tell me I need to widen the net, I know the sea is full of nice fish - I am sick and tired of meeting chicks from far far away and trying to make long distance work.”

Eddie took a deep breath, rubbed his suddenly sweaty palms on his jeans. “Actually, I was thinking maybe you ought to look closer at your options here. Locally.”

“How locally? I think I may have overfished this particular pond.”

“Very very local.” Eddie licked his upper lip and nudged Steve in the upper arm. “Maybe just expand your horizons a bit. Here??”

“And you’ll set me up on some blind date and it will be a nightmare...”

“Not a blind date... just something you might need to be more open-minded about.”

“If I get any more open-minded, my brain will fall out. Do you mean dudes? Cause I think I might be open to that, I just don’t want any more one night stands, you know??”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yeah, I guess, yeah.”

“Then let’s go out. Tonight.”

“What about your girl...”

“With my girl.”

“Oh.”

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[k-looking-glass-house]

Outfit concept and story "Playful Land": the mob mermaid!

Or pleasure island like I wanted it to be.............tssss

I swear this event....this eveeeent

"C'est de

la

merde!..."

BE CAREFUL SPOILERS UNDER

Voilà! I don't get this event.... the outcome....the climax....the end ...I was like ...whut...I didn't even have the heart to play it, my dear partner in crime spoiled the end for me... I stopped at the "childhood trauma" lil' donkey.... But....where are they now!!!????? Why showinnng theemmmm!!!! We can't EVEN help theeemmmm!!!!! I SWEARRRR!!!!! The event is AS always on point with outfits, but that's all..... Why would you bring some chaperonnnnns!!!! Badass one if for nothhhiiing!!!! LEONA.... why do the twiwon staff is such a coward with you.... Why!!! I am ranting yes I am but seriously!!! It's truly the last event on my list to care or love. The lil donkeys..... we need to save them!! Curse is hard to break for sure and in the disney verse the island is still cursed even after "le cocher" is dead.... But stillllll it's a magic worllld!!! *facepalm* I really don't know what to feel about this event, and it hurts that I actually don't like it at all..... Anyway don't worry lil babies sea hippodonkey!! King Triton III will help you!!!!

That was actually my whole mood during this event.....

sea donkey came from the game gracefully extracted by @alchemivich

Anyhow I like "the freak mermaid circus concept" wanted to try it!

[achromatophoric]

Oh heck, let’s just cram together the weird image edits from this week. I don’t even know what I’m doing anymore.

Alastrid visits the Sinclair gravestone?

[superchillingman]

Borage's First Kill.

Borage had been following them for a while now. One of his newer customers had stolen from them, right when he was about to start trusting them too!

But, he knew that he could get revenge pretty easily. All he had to do was come up behind them, and stab them! Pretty simple on paper.

As Borage trailed behind the rough drug addict, his steps not making a single sound, he raised his pocket knife. This is easy. Too easy. So incredibly easy!

Except, when the knife sunk into the right calf of Borage's target, he realized something. No scream. Not even a yelp. The man must have overdosed on painkillers.

The druggie immediately kicked Borage down the alleyway, landing with a squeak against a dumpster. A major problem, for most. But for Borage? A minor inconvenience... At least he thinks so.

"Wow! That didn't feel good! Y'know what feels worse?! Seeing rainbows!"

The drug addict was confused. What? How could seeing rainbows hurt? Am I insane?

"Are you crazy, bitch?! What the hell are you-"

The drug addict was cut off when he felt a light pinch in his left eye. He stumbled back, and squinted his right, to see only out of his left, to make sure it was fine. All he could see was a rainbow-like pattern, like the rainbow film you see in oil.

The druggie shuddered, slowly reaching a hand up to the eye. He tried to feel it, but felt something long, and made of plastic... A syringe.

"Whut the fugg dihd you dooh?!"

Borage just stared, a slight smile growing on his fabric face. There was no use in doing anything else now, he could just relax.

First, the man coughed blood. And soon, he toppled over, convulsing and having bloody foam spilling from his mouth. Borage left, returning back to Rose to tell her about the murder, so he could finally join.

[novankenn]

He's a ... POPSTAR!?!

Once again Pyrrha was being dragged into a public forum. Jaune was still being a little cagy about why he was doing so many "jobs", even though when he wasn't working, or in class with was giving Pyrrha all his attention... loving, comforting, affection affirming attention.

Pyrrha: I didn't know you and Coco were into Idols, Ruby.

Ruby: They are so cool! All those dance moves, and those voices!

Coco: I just find them utterly adorable...

Ruby: (Gives Coco a look) And you think about doing... FILTH to them!

Coco: I'm forever going to regret letting that slip.

Pyrrha: Do you know who we're going to see?

Ruby: It's a NEW group, just two of them, and they totally came out of nowhere and just shooting up the charts!

Coco: They call themselves J/C... Joan A and Carla W.

The trio paid the cover charge and entered the theater. Taking places towards the back, they waited for the show to begin. The lights dimmed, and spotlights of various colors started to weave patterns over the stage...

Ruby: It's starting... HUH?!?!

Pyrrha: JAUNE?!?

Coco: CARDIN?!?

The two young men in question stepped onto the stage. Jaune in torn jeans a yellow t-shirt, jean jacket, sneakers and black base ball cap. Cardin was also in torn jeans, but in a white t-shirt, sneakers and a black jean jacket.

CROWD: WHUT?!?!?!?

Jaune: Please enjoy the show!

Cardin: Feel the love!

Ruby/ Coco / Pyrrha: (Utterly Confused Noises)

Their eyes grew as large as saucers as Cardin and Jaune both held up a strange glittering dust crystals above their heads. In a blinding light of flared aura and a pulse from the crystals...

CROWD: EXPLOSIVELY RABID CHEERS!!!

Pyrrha / Ruby/ Coco: (ruby-pyrrha-coco.exe rebooting)

Joan(Jaune) / Carla(Cardin): Thank you for all the support!

Coco/ Ruby/ Pyrrha: ...

CROWD EXPLODES as they wave Glow-sticks above their heads!

Coco: Pyrrha...

Pyrrha: Coco?

Coco: I want to apologize in advance for what I am going to do...

Pyrrha: Huh?

Ruby: FILTH! You're thinking FILTH!

Whaps Coco on the head with a pink glow -stick.

Coco: HEH!

Pyrrha: (Ominous aura) Coco...

Coco/ Ruby: Pyrrha?

Pyrrha: You can have Carla... Joan-Jaune are... (Snarls)MINE!!

Coco: (swallows nerviously)Understood...

(Master Episode List)

(Couldn't resist... sorry)

[nostalgia-tblr]

The thing is, see, some people are very into that ending because "omg god of stories!!11!" which I'll grant is a cool concept but

as with so many other things in S2 this is a case of fandom explaining something to each other that is not actually what we saw. I mean to me it looks like the lad's just stuck on a chair holding some string for all eternity, not actually doing anything other than gazing at his friends from a distance. Which is horrible! I hate it, that's so depressing!

But like. There's so many things we keep asking each other about and the answer is just a headcanon we came up with to cover the gaping holes in the actual story. They didn't even bother to explain why Loki started time-slipping in the first place, but you can bet on a confident answer if you ask the right viewer. There was a lot of stuff that just happens and then either doesn't get explained or simply vanishes from the story or both. WTF was going on with Brad & Dox? Why did Ravonna pop up at the end and do nothing?

And why - this is my main bitterness cos My Fave - was Sylvie sidelined all season, suddenly demoted to some sort is-she-isn't-she motivation to make Loki feel sad and become a tree? And even that's mostly relying on stuff from the previous season, since they barely had a proper conversation at all. And when we go back to the citadel HWR has suddenly lost interest in Sylvie other than whether she'll kill him, because oh apparently it's just the man one who was important all along, let's freeze the woman in the background so she doesn't get in the way of our man-to-man discussion of serious topics with her silly murderous rage. The romance angle is reduced but not actually removed, in a way that means Sylvie has to just sort of hang around while plot happens, appearing once an episode and then pissing off again ASAP because oh no we might have to mention the kissing thing one way or the other.

Also: no Alligator Loki. Which I say as a joke but also I mean it, because the variants stuff was one of the bits I was really into and that entire concept was just not mentioned this time. Also apparently you can't really escape your destiny, your worst fears will become real but it's okay because you can watch your former friends live without you while you're stuck on a chair forever??? Whut?? That's a cruel ending, yet apparently it's popular because... power-up? Apparently? But I'd only know that if I was into comics and was willing to just fill the gaps in a specific way.

So like. I am not what you'd call enthused. What a fucking miserable ending!

[ahedderick]

the Bill

   I paid the tuition and meal plan charges for my son’s college semester early in January. Another small charge popped up later in the month, about $67, for “ebook access fees”. Ok. Well I wetn online to pay that final charge on Tuesday, only to find the payment portion of the website demanding over $650.

whut?

I went back to the most recent bill . . $67.

Payment page . . $650

Because of uni privacy issues and laws that I DO understand*, I could not just call up the billing office and say HEY WHAT GIVES. I sent my son into the billing office to ask the same question, but politely. He came home that evening with, not a clearer bill, but a large sheet with 32 lines of intermingled charges, credits, and lines that appear to be, uh, some secret third thing.

   I looked at it and shrieked commented. At length.

But now it’s today, and I am home alone. Just me, the ‘bill’, my set of colored pencils, and Excell. BECAUSE IF YOU FUSKERS WANT TO DO SOME MATH BULLSHIT, I AM 100% READY TO DO MATH WITH YOU.

And it seems here on line 19, that you have rebilled the meal plan charge that was billed on line 9 and credited as paid on line 22.

* There are definitely kids who need to keep that stuff private from their parents for legit reasons. I get it. But I also think it’s highly convenient for the colleges admin offices that they can refuse to talk to a middle-aged parent with lots of life and business experience and ONLY talk to a very young adult who doesn’t have a lot of experience. Or the authority to say Hey this billing issue is Bullshit Actually.

[contentment-of-cats]

Part I

I cannot think of anyone I would rather have at my side, as we walk our measured miles down the winding road of life (yours being FAR more tenuous than mine) Nonetheless, here we are with you lighting the way as we navigate illness, cats, and fandom. Since you’re so old - ancient even (not so inside joke😆) I have the pleasure of accessing your - WHUT?!- 30 years of fandom activity.

Holy guacamole 🥑!

Welcome, my friend, as this is the first time I have had the pleasure of inviting you to my imaginary easy chairs over here at the Asker’s Studio™️ (cats are extra welcome here)

This is probably going to be in two parts. In this first installment, I would like you to give us your history:

How did you enter fan fiction?

What was the medium? Did you participate in Zines?

Please list the fandoms. What were your experiences/favorites?

Did you have anywhere like A03 to post your fics?

Do you still have any connections from back in the early days?

Included in your history, I would be curious to know if you attended any comic-cons, gatherings, etc.

Bonus: Is it true that in the early days, people used their real names?

***

We will end the first half with the overview. The second half of the interview will deal with the growing pains of Fandom: Censorship, Fandom lifecycles, Media transitions, pitfalls (Dark Fandom), and lessons learned.

This has been a long time coming. I’m thrilled to see it come to fruition.

Ahhh! It's great to find this in my inbox this morning. Thank you so much for asking me.

I'm so happy you're feeling better. The measured miles are thoughtful ones, and good for clearing out the crap, but also for finding out who is willing to walk them with you. I'm blessed to have you and other ride or die folks with me. Man, I am Old, not just Fandom Old, but within hailing distance of sixty! No sin in Old, there are a lot of folks who don't make it. I'm blessed there, too, to have the extra time that I do. Let me get comfy in that easy chair, sip my coffee and cuddle a cat.

How did you enter fan fiction?

I became aware of fan fiction and fan works when I was in middle school. My hometown had a great record store, and I'd go in on Fridays with my allowance and whatever kid-work money I had. My Walkman was a constant companion, and I'd buy cassettes and records, then go down the street to the newsstand for comics. One day, I went in and there was a Star Trek mimeographed 'zine - someone cut a mimeograph stencil and inked it. I picked it up, it was the same price as a comic book, but it had stories - some that I should not have been reading in middle school, but I did!

Side note. I remembered reading Spock: Messiah in a zine before it came out as a book. Everyone tells me that no zine would publish something that godawful

It's weird, but now I look back and think that it was someone working in a school. Could have even been one of my teachers. Photo copiers were huge and expensive back then, most schools didn't have them. Those zines were something I anticipated as a kid - and my mother trashed the lot when she found them. Of course, some never put out more than one issue, but the record store soon became the zine store.

I'd always told stories in my head as a kid, but I didn't start writing until I took a creative writing class as an extracurricular in high school. Fan fiction writing for me didn't enter the picture until the start of the internet (at $2.50 a minute on a dialup modem and pre-Windows 95) and I fell into fandom as an activity on Usenet. I think my first fanfic was a Skinner/Scully from X-Files about 1994. I wrote pretty regularly in that pairing, but the fics, the archives, and the e-Groups/Yahoo Groups are long gone.

What was the medium? Did you participate in Zines?

My first fics went to a Usenet group, and then after that to a Skinner/Scully e-Group. I submitted to a couple of archives, too.

I didn't participate in zines, but I did read whenever I could get my hands on one. I stashed them in the attic under one of the floorboards with my comic books and the bodice-ripper romances.

Please list the fandoms. What were your experiences/favorites?

Nancy Drew books were my first fandom. Little House on the Prairie books, too, but I really loved Nancy. Comics - Archie, Wonder Woman, Dr. Strange, and I casually read about a half dozen others. Of course I loved my Saturday morning shows. The after-school specials were too preachy and I hated them. I wished for a magic box to record all my shows so I didn't have to pick and choose - the betamax was out and OMG so expensive. Mom was not going to cough up that kind of money just to record cartoons and kids shows.

My first visual media fandom was Star Trek which I started watching when it was in syndication. I think I was seven or eight? I bought the books long into the early 80s. Space:1999 was next, Star Wars was after that. I know I picked up the zine before the movie came out. Battlestar: Galactica was a favorite and had its own zine.

Then there was a long lull where I was just too jammed with messy family stuff, school, and extracurriculars that kept me out of the house. At fifteen, I started a paycheck job. I didn't really get into being a fan again until ST:TNG, X-Files, and Heir to the Empire. I was in the Harry Potter and Black Butler fandoms, and also wrote in Doctor Who, Sherlock, and Star Trek's reset movie. Fandoms after that were Stargate (movie and SG1), ST:TNG, Babylon 5, Star Trek: Voyager, Sliders, Farscape, Firefly, all of the Star Wars original trilogies (do not talk to me about the sequels), some of the books, and naturally the two latest Thrawn trilogies. I've enjoyed The Mandalorian, Andor, the Bad Batch, and have idly been watching Rebels and The Clone Wars.

Did you have anywhere like A03 to post your fics?

Back in the Ancient Times, there was only Usenet. Then people started posting to e-Groups, Yahoo Groups, and Listserv. Public fanfic didn't really take off until people could make their own sites - think Geocities, Angelfire and so on. People made sites for their own fic, or started archives. Fanfiction.net came along in 1998 and was a HUGE development - anyone could post whatever they wanted, whenever they wanted to do it! You didn't have to submit to an archive, didn't have to format the html. You just uploaded it!

There were a lot of copycats, especially after FF.net went after the porn, but Live Journal gave the authors a place to post fic themselves, and have a social media interaction. It was heaven - until it wasn't. Archive of Our Own grew out of Live Journal and the repeated crackdowns on smut and slash and launched in 2008. I've been there ever since.

Do you still have any connections from back in the early days?

I still have one friend and collaborator that I've known since early 2000's. We talk most nights and have been through a lot together.

Included in your history, I would be curious to know if you attended any comic-cons, gatherings, etc.

Cons and gatherings always required resources that I never had at the same time. If I ever had the time or the money at the same time, I'd go. I used to go to Comic-Con in Pasadena back when it was just a comic and collector's show.

Bonus: Is it true that in the early days, people used their real names?

It depended on the circumstances. Almost everyone online used a pseudonym. In the 'zine days, the circles were smaller and many people used their real names, unless it was smutty.