#wish me luck on getting these all out on time lolol

[mrprettywhenhecries]

𝑨 𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒎𝒂𝒏–𝑳𝒆𝒘𝒊𝒔 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒎𝒂𝒔 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑖 𝑠𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑒𝑠

Despite the demons in their pasts, Gator and Win both find themselves missing certain holiday traditions, and for their first real Christmas together, they decide to recreate them and make better memories in the process.

Gator Tillman ✗ Win Lewis

❄︎ 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝒞ℴℴ𝓀𝒾ℯ𝓈 Win laments that she wishes she had her mom’s Christmas sugar cookie recipe, but refuses to call her dad to get it, so Gator takes it on himself to do so, surprising her.

❄︎ 𝒪, 𝒞𝒽𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓈 𝒯𝓇ℯℯ Gator finds out that Win’s never had a real tree before and insists they pick one out together, taking her on an adventure to cut one down.

❄︎ 𝒮𝓃ℴ𝓌𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁 ℱ𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉* A day out in the snow leads to warming up together afterwards.

❄︎ 𝒢𝒾𝒻𝓉 𝒲𝓇𝒶𝓅* Appalled by his lack of wrapping skills, Win helps Gator wrap his gifts to the Lyons, and then lets him unwrap an early Christmas gift. 

[ *denotes smut ]

[winxanity-ii]

FATHER, FORGIVE ME

ship: father charlie x fem!reader warnings: nsfw 🔞 ( oral sex/f. receiving; overstimulation; coercion/dub-con?; sacrilege, heavy religious imagery ) word count: 4.1k a/n: ahhh….I just want to say I'm so thrilled with all the love and support for the mini Devotion series! It means the world to me to see you guys enjoying it as much as I do. And a huge thank you to everyone who wished me a happy birthday! I got drunk asf, and here's the rough draft I made while tipsy, lolol. Hope you all enjoy~ 😈✨..

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You wouldn't say you were a bad person.

Selfish? Maybe. Impulsive? Absolutely. But "bad" seemed a bit of a stretch.

It's just that, when you saw something you wanted, you didn't hesitate to take it—and, honestly, you had no regrets. Not until now, at least.

Sitting here, surrounded by the smell of old hymn books and dusty incense, listening to some wrinkly old man in a white robe drone on about salvation.

The whole thing was your mother's doing. She had this recurring phase, like clockwork, where she'd get bitten by the "Bible bug."

For a few weeks every year, she was the most devoted Catholic you'd ever seen. She'd call, text, guilt-trip—anything to get her kids back on the straight and narrow, even if just for a Sunday morning.

For the last seven years, you'd managed to dodge it. Moved out at eighteen and never looked back, leaving the duty of church attendance to your three other siblings.

Usually, someone would take one for the team and tag along with Mom until her enthusiasm fizzled out again. But this time, it seemed your luck had run dry—your sister had finally roped you in, and here you were, seven-year streak shattered.

You sighed deeply, eyes half-lidded as they flicked across the stained glass windows—all those saints staring down at you in judgment.

You couldn't help but think of all the things you could be doing right now. Sleeping, for one. Your bed sounded like heaven compared to the hard pew beneath you.

Or brunch with your friends—mimosas and laughter, not these monotone chants and the faint smell of mothballs.

Hell, you could've called Kevin over and gotten dicked down instead of dealing with this—

Your thoughts screeched to a halt, slamming against an unexpected sight.

The old priest, the one whose croaky voice was practically white noise at this point, stepped away from the pulpit. In his place was someone else—someone younger, someone whose presence commanded attention.

A man, tall, dark hair neatly combed back, with a crisp black cassock that hugged his broad shoulders just right. He moved with a sense of ease, like he belonged up there.

And damn, was he handsome. Handsome enough to pull your focus completely, which was a feat in itself given the circumstances.

Your eyes tracked him as he approached the podium, his voice replacing the rasping chant of the old priest. It was smooth, warm, resonant. Nothing like the man you remembered from years ago.

He spoke about community, faith, redemption—but all you could think was how someone like him ended up in a place like this.

You found yourself leaning forward, just slightly, as if drawn in by some invisible force. Your irritation melted away, replaced by a strange curiosity.

Maybe… maybe this wouldn't be the worst way to spend a Sunday after all.

The priest stood quietly at the altar, his figure framed by the soft light filtering through the stained glass windows. A faint scar traced its way down the right side of his forehead, a mark that spoke of some unknown hardship or past misadventure.

He was youthful but with the stillness of someone who’d seen enough to understand patience and humility.

With each breath, the man seemed grounded in his presence, shoulders relaxed but broad, the fabric of his robe resting comfortably against his chest.

His appearance was almost angelic, yet the subtle scar and the weight in his eyes hinted at something more complex beneath the surface—a man of God, perhaps, but one who had walked through fire to find his faith.

"Oh?" You raised an eyebrow in appreciation as you stared at the handsome man up there. You leaned over a bit to your mother, eyes never straying from his figure. "Ma, who's that? Is he new?" you whispered to your mother.

She looked up from her phone, Candy Crush flashing on her screen. You silenced the snort that wanted to come out. Looked like she might retire from church early this year, you thought to yourself, seeing her early signs of disengaging.

She glanced up at the front, giving a quick look before going back to her game. "That's Father Charlie Mayhew. He was brought in about two or three years ago, I think," she murmured absently, barely paying attention.

Father Charlie.

You watched as he spoke, his voice strong yet gentle, his eyes sweeping over the congregation with a genuine warmth. He wasn't like the old priest—this one seemed to genuinely care, as if each word held weight.

You wondered if that scar came from something dramatic, some story worth knowing. Your gaze lingered, taking in the slope of his shoulders, the way his lips moved with each word. Something about him felt... magnetic.

You found yourself sitting up straighter when the two of you made eye contact—he blinked, his words stumbling just slightly, a brief hitch in his otherwise smooth delivery. "I, uh... I apologize," he stuttered, looking off to the side, the tips of his ears turning pink.

You caught the way his eyes shifted nervously, almost as if he was trying to regain his footing. It was subtle, but you could see it—the way he tried to pull himself back together, to get through the rest of the sermon without any more disruptions.

He cleared his throat to continue, "As I was saying... uh, the importance of faith in our lives cannot be overstated. We must always strive to, um, to do what is right, even when it's difficult..." His voice trailed off slightly, but he managed to steady himself, his eyes avoiding yours as he focused on the rest of the congregation.

It made something stir in you, a mix of curiosity and amusement.

You bit down gently on your lower glossed lip, eyes trailing over his form, taking in every subtle detail. The way his hands gripped the edge of the podium, the faint flush creeping up his neck—it was all so telling.

He seemed innocent, reactive.

You smiled to yourself, letting your gaze linger as he continued, noting the way he seemed to avoid looking in your direction now, as if afraid that another glance might trip him up again.

Maybe you should pay a visit to Father Charlie—see if you could break that serene composure of his.

You could already imagine it—the way he might tense up under your touch, the way his voice might crack if you whispered something just a bit too forward.

The thought alone made your heart race, anticipation bubbling up inside you, like something in you just knew—he'd be fun to unravel.

You leaned back in your seat, a slow, satisfied smile playing on your lips. Oh, this was going to be fun.

The sermon ended with a quiet murmur of 'Amen' from the congregation, followed by the gentle shuffle of people rising from the pews.

You glanced around, watching as people slowly made their way to the exits, some stopping to chat while others lingered near the back of the church.

The old priest was nowhere to be seen, but Father Charlie remained, standing at the front as he spoke softly to a small group of parishioners.

Your mother, of course, made a beeline for him. You heard her voice carrying over the hushed conversations, gushing about how moving today’s sermon was.

You rolled your eyes, unable to help yourself, and slowly rose to your feet, making your way over with an almost lazy stride.

As you approached, you could see your mother perk up, her eyes lighting up as she turned to you. "Oh, there she is! Father Charlie, this is my youngest, ____." She gestured towards you, her hand lightly resting on your arm to pull you closer. "You've met my other children over the years."

You could see the change in Father Charlie almost instantly. His posture shifted, his back straightening just a little more, his eyes rounding as they landed on you. He seemed almost like an eager puppy, his gaze bright and attentive.

He quickly pulled his eyes away, turning back to your mother with a polite smile as he nodded. "Yes, I remember," he said, his voice a touch softer. Then he turned to you, his eyes meeting yours as he gave you a gentle smile. "It's nice to finally meet you. I don't think I've seen you here before... ?"

Your mother gave a sort of laughing scoff, waving him off as she caught his attention again. She chuckled, shaking her head. "Oh, Father, the day she willingly comes to church without an incentive is the day the devil is welcomed back into Heaven's gates."

You kept your eyes on Father Charlie, a small smile tugging at your lips as you tilted your head slightly. "Maybe I just hadn't found a good enough reason to come before," you said, your gaze locked on his, your voice light but carrying a hint of something more.

His eyes widened just a little, and you watched as a faint blush spread across his cheeks, his lips parting slightly as he blinked, clearly caught off guard.

Before he could say anything, your mother’s name was called from behind. It was one of her church friends, and in an instant, she was off, waving a quick goodbye and leaving you standing there in front of Father Charlie.

You didn't waste a second, taking a daring step forward, your eyes fixed on him. "So..." you said, letting your gaze roam over him before meeting his eyes again. "You seem awfully young to be running a church like this. I have to say, I'm impressed."

He looked bashful, glancing down for a moment before looking back up at you. "Oh, well, thank you. I just... I do my best," he said, his voice soft, the pink on his cheeks deepening.

You smiled, tilting your head just slightly. "Do you do one-on-one sessions, like other churches do?" you asked, your voice carrying a hint of mischief.

He blinked, clearly confused for a moment, before his eyes widened in realization. "Oh, you mean confessionals?" He nodded quickly, his expression shifting back to something more serious. "Yes, I do. In fact, I was planning on doing confessionals later today, after the services. Not many people take me up on it, but I think it's important to always offer the option."

"Oh, really?" you said, letting your voice drop just a bit, your head tilting to the side as you watched him. You let a small smile curve your lips, your gaze never leaving his. "Well, you wouldn't mind if I came to see you and... confessed, would you, Father?"

He stuttered, his blush deepening as he quickly nodded. "N-No, of course not. You're more than welcome to come by, anytime," he said, his voice a bit shaky.

You smirked, giving him a nod. "Perfect," you said, your voice smooth, before turning on your heel and walking away, back towards where your mother was waiting.

You could feel his gaze on you the entire time, the weight of his eyes almost burning into your back. And you loved it.

This really was going to be fun.

The church grew quieter as the service officially ended, people slowly trickling out while you lingered, waiting for your moment.

Eventually, you made your way to the confessional booth, the small wooden space feeling cramped as you settled in. The air was close, the scent of polished wood and incense hanging heavy.

You could hear Father Charlie shuffling on the other side, the sound of the door closing behind him, the rustle of fabric as he got seated.

You took a breath, letting the silence stretch for a moment before you began. "Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned..." you said, your voice soft, but there was an edge to it that you couldn't quite hide.

There was a pause before you heard him clear his throat, his voice coming through the small screen that separated you. "The Lord is always ready to forgive. Please, tell me your sins, my child."

You sighed, leaning back slightly, your fingers brushing against the hem of your dress. "I fear I desire a man that is just out of my reach," you said, your voice carrying a hint of frustration. "It's wrong for me to want him... but I can't seem to help myself."

There was a moment of silence, and you could almost picture the look on his face—concerned, earnest, wanting to help. His voice was gentle as he responded. "Desire can be difficult to control, but it is not inherently sinful. It is what we choose to do with that desire that matters. You must pray for guidance, ask for strength... and remember that God understands our struggles."

You hummed softly, your eyes half-lidded as you listened to him, but your mind was drifting. His voice was soothing, and you found yourself imagining what it would be like if things were different.

If there wasn't a screen between you.

If you could reach out, touch him, feel that innocence melt away under your fingers.

Your hand trailed down your side, your fingers brushing over your thigh as you let out a soft sigh.

His voice cut through your thoughts, sounding a bit uncertain. "Sister ____... are you alright? Do you hear me?"

You smiled to yourself, your mind made up. You leaned closer to the screen, your voice dropping to a near whisper. "Father," you began, your tone coy, "I must confess... I find it difficult to focus when you're speaking. You have such a... soothing voice."

His breath caught audibly, and you could almost hear the way he was struggling to gather himself. "W-What do you mean, sister?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly, laced with confusion.

"It makes me think... sinful thoughts."

You could hear the slight hitch in his breath, the rustle of fabric as he shifted. "S-sister," he stammered, clearly taken aback. "This... this is not appropriate."

You ignored his protest, your voice growing softer, more intimate. "You know, Father, I've always heard that confession is good for the soul. And right now... I think there's only one thing that could truly absolve me of these desires." You let the words hang in the air, knowing exactly what you were implying.

"Sister, this... this isn't..." His voice was shaky now, the uncertainty clear. "I don't think—"

"Come get me, Father," you whispered, your tone daring, challenging him. "You wouldn't leave me like this, would you?"

There was silence for a long moment, and then you heard it—the slow shuffling as he moved. The sound of his door opening, the soft creak of the confessional booth as he stepped out.

You pushed your own door open, stepping out into the dimly lit church. Father Charlie was standing there, his head downcast, his face flushed a deep red. He looked like he wanted to say something, but no words came out, his eyes flickering up to meet yours before darting away again.

You took a step towards him, your movements slow, deliberate—like a predator closing in on its prey. His breath hitched as you approached, his shoulders tensing. He cleared his throat, his voice barely above a whisper. "Sister, I... this isn't right. We shouldn't—"

You reached out, your fingers brushing against the front of his chest, feeling the rapid rise and fall of his breath beneath your touch. You let your hand slide down, your voice a low purr. "Father," you purred, your eyes locking onto his, "I want you to take me somewhere... push me to a higher calling, yeah?"

His eyes widened, the pupils dilating as he stared at you, his lips parting in shock. For a moment, he seemed frozen, and then, almost as if the word was pulled from him, he whispered, "Okay..."

His hand was trembling slightly as he reached for yours, and you let him lead you out of the main church area, his eyes flicking nervously around to make sure no one was watching. He led you down a dim hallway, stopping at a small door that opened into a cramped janitor's closet.

The second the door clicked shut behind you, you were on him.

You pushed him back against the wall, your lips crashing against his. He gasped, and you took advantage, licking into his mouth, tasting the hint of mint on his tongue as a low groan rumbled from your throat. His hands hesitated for a moment before resting on your waist, his touch light, unsure.

You deepened the kiss, feeling the way he shivered beneath your touch, your hands pushing up under his cassock, fingers skimming over the hard lines of his abdomen. His muscles tensed under your fingertips, a shudder running through him as he let out a shaky breath.

You pulled back, just enough to see his face in the low light, and he chased your lips, leaning forward as if he couldn't stand the sudden loss of contact.

You let out a dark chuckle, your hands coming up to cup his flushed cheeks, squeezing gently. His face was a deep shade of red, his eyes half-lidded, his breath coming in short, uneven pants. He looked almost dazed, completely overwhelmed, and it only made your smile widen.

Your thumb grazed over his plump bottom lip, pressing gently before dipping just inside his mouth. His eyes fluttered, his tongue flicking out hesitantly to brush against your thumb before retreating. You let out a soft sigh, a hint of a teasing smile tugging at your lips. "Oh?" you murmured, raising an eyebrow, your gaze fixed on him.

Charlie swallowed hard, his eyes locked onto yours, his breathing ragged. You stepped closer, rising onto your tiptoes, your lips just barely grazing his as you spoke. "You did so well during the sermon, Father," you whispered, your voice low and dripping with suggestion. "It makes me wonder... what could such a blessed mouth do somewhere else?"

His breath hitched, his eyes widening slightly, but he didn’t pull away. You gripped his shoulder, your fingers digging in just enough to make him shiver, and tugged him downwards. "On your knees," you said, your tone commanding, leaving no room for hesitation.

Slowly, almost as if in a trance, Charlie sank to his knees, his eyes never leaving yours. His gaze was filled with a mix of confusion, desire, and something almost like reverence, and it sent a thrill through you.

You watched as he knelt before you, his lips parted, his chest rising and falling with each shaky breath. You could see the conflict in his eyes, the part of him that knew this was wrong, that wanted to resist—but the desire was stronger, and he couldn't bring himself to stop.

You smiled, running your fingers through his hair, your touch surprisingly gentle. "That's it," you murmured, your voice softening just a fraction. "Such a good Father... doing exactly what you're told."

You took a step back, your eyes never leaving his as you moved to the nearest wall, leaning against it comfortably.

With slow, deliberate movements, your hands reached down, unzipping your mini skirt and letting it slide down your legs, pooling around your ankles. You made a show of it, your fingers tracing along your thighs, sliding over your hips, and letting out a soft sigh as you watched him.

Charlie's eyes widened, his gaze following every movement, his lips parted, his breath catching in his throat. The flush on his face deepened, his eyes locked onto you with something like awe, mingled with pure, unfiltered desire.

You smirked, lifting one hand and curling your fingers in a come-hither motion. He hesitated only for a moment before slowly beginning to crawl towards you, his eyes never breaking away from yours.

The sight sent a thrill through you, a shiver of excitement running up your spine. He reached you, his hands carefully coming up to rest on your legs, his touch light, almost reverent.

His fingers traced along your calves, moving upwards with a hesitant slowness that made you release a shaky sigh, your back arching slightly as his touch grew bolder.

His hands were trembling as they reached your hips, his fingers brushing against the edge of your underwear. He swallowed hard, his gaze flicking up to meet yours as if silently asking for permission.

You gave a small nod, and he let out a shaky breath, his fingers hooking into the waistband and slowly slipping your underwear down, his eyes fixed on you the entire time.

Once they were off, he shifted closer, his breath ghosting over your bare skin. He surprised you by gently lifting one of your legs, settling it over his shoulder as he pulled you closer, his face inches away from your most intimate parts.

He let out a deep, almost pornographic groan as he leaned in, taking a slow, deep breath, as if breathing you in. The sound sent a jolt through you, your fingers tightening in his hair.

Charlie looked up at you one more time, his eyes searching, as if asking for final permission.

You smiled, your fingers sliding through his hair before giving a gentle but firm scratch along his scalp, your silent approval. He closed his eyes, letting out a shaky sigh before leaning in.

At first, his movements were hesitant, his tongue slipping out to give an experimental swipe. He was sloppy, uncoordinated, his lack of experience clear, but there was a determination in the way he moved, as if desperate to please.

You let out a soft hum, the sound encouraging him, and he grew a little more confident, his tongue pressing more firmly. He licked a long stripe up, his tongue swirling at the top, and you couldn't help the small smile that tugged at your lips.

"That's it, Father," you murmured, your voice a soft purr. "You're doing such a good job."

The praise seemed to light something in him, a low groan vibrating against you as he pushed in closer. The sound made you gasp, your back arching slightly as the vibrations sent a rush of pleasure through you, your fingers tightening in his hair.

He grew bolder, his tongue delving deeper, slipping inside you as he began to eat you out like a man starved. He was messy, the wet sounds filling the small space, his lips and tongue moving with increasing fervor, as if the more he tasted, the more he craved.

He bullied his tongue into you, his nose brushing against you as he lost himself in the act, his hands gripping your hips tightly, holding you against him as he worked.

You bit down on your lower lip, trying to keep quiet, but the soft, wet sounds filled the small space, making it impossible to ignore.

Your hand moved up, your teeth sinking into the back of it as you stifled a moan, your thighs trembling as he continued. His tongue moved with determination, pressing deeper, swirling before retreating, then focusing on your most sensitive spot.

When his lips closed around your clit, giving a particularly hard suck, your vision blurred, and stars burst behind your eyelids. Your back arched, your body pressing against his face as the waves of pleasure rolled over you, your breath coming in ragged gasps.

Your thighs shook as you slowly came down, your body relaxing slightly against the wall. You let out a shaky breath, your fingers still tangled in his hair, tugging gently. You gave Charlie a small shove, pushing him back just enough.

He hesitated, his tongue giving one last languid lick, followed by a reluctant suck before he finally pulled away, his lips glistening, his breath coming in low, heavy pants. His bottom face was a mess, his eyes half-lidded, dazed as he looked up at you.

You leaned down, your fingers cupping the bottom of his face, your thumb brushing over his flushed cheek as you gave him a swift peck on the corner of his lips. He blinked, his eyes widening slightly, a blush deepening across his face.

Straightening up, you reached down, picking up your discarded thong, folding it neatly before slipping it into the pocket of his cassock. He stared at you, his lips parted, his breathing still uneven.

"Thank you, Father~" you purred, your voice dripping with satisfaction. You watched as his blush deepened even more, his eyes darting away from yours. "You know," you continued, your tone teasing, "I might just have to come back for confession more often."

He swallowed hard, his eyes flicking back up to meet yours, a mix of confusion and something darker swirling in them. You smiled, giving him a wink before turning on your heel, striding out of the closet, leaving him kneeling there, his breath still shaky, his face still flushed.

As you walked away, a satisfied smile playing on your lips, you couldn't help but think that maybe church wasn't going to be so bad after all.

A/N: hehehe, dont mind me, just wanted to see charlie's and y/n relationship in reversal...

[babyjinsu]

[r/TooAfraidToAsk] my girlfriend never eats the last bite of her food. ever. why??

003 of 002 !! ⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

[r/TooAfraidToAsk] [UPDATE] my girlfriend never eats the last bite of her food. ever. why?? posted by u/braciocell • 2h ago

hi guys. i didn't expect my original post to blow up like it did, but thanks! i know it's been like a few weeks since my last post wondering about my girlfriend's questionable eating habit but i finally have an answer!

so last night, we had dinner over at my apartment and as usual, she didn't finish her burger. so i (once again) asked her but this time i tried guessing why she never finishes her food. using the theories about siblings sharing and the bad luck one and all that were commented by you guys.

she laughed and finally admitted the real reason:

she feels guilty and sad when she finishes a food she really enjoys (or just food in general).

my girlfriend said that finishing the last bite makes her feel like she's saying goodbye to it forever. so she kind of just leaves the last bite as a coping mechanism. (and the reason why she never tells me is because she's embarrassed of it)

i found it to be so cute and so ridiculous. we made a deal that from now on, i'll eat her last bite so it doesn't go to waste. she said it'll make her feel better knowing the food gets a proper send-off.

anyway, thanks to everyone who commented and replied! turns out, i'm just dating someone who is emotionally attached to her food, and not a girl who performs strange food ritual (i don't think i mind that either). i think i just fall in love for the nth time. thanks guys, again.

Top Comments:

[u/webearbear] glad to hear that and that's really cute of her. wishing both of you the best!

[u/braciocell OP replying to u/webearbear] thanks man! hoping she won't see this lolol

[u/webearbear replying to u/braciocell OP] she has reddit?

[u/braciocell OP replying to u/webearbear] nah but i think her friend does.

[u/webearbear replying to u/braciocell OP] what are the chances?

[u/worms4brains] rare that you see a wholesome post on reddit lol. a proper send-off is funny tho

[u/cerealkiller88] love how instead of asking her to break the habit, you became a part of it. respect

[u/foldedclothes] thats a nice ending! im glad she eventually told you. be happy always op and girlfriend!

💭 and that's the end <3 i hope u guys enjoy this as much as i do. i'm planning on writing more reddit au's for other members too so please look forward to it! thank you so much ٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و ♡

[blorbo-from-the-cosmos]

small disclaimer: I am also sending this in a dm for better chances of getting a reply. no pressure too tho I respect it 💜

I saw a post that said you were first trying to void for 3 years. I’ve been trying for 4 without success. (Shifting, not the void but close enough lolol) anyways any advice for it? Ty <3

hi!! forever so sorry about the super late reply but hopefully better late than never 😭💔

So whenever I have entered the void state I have done it before bed, laying down in a relaxed but slightly uncomfortable position and either listening to something in the background that kinda pulls me out of falling fully asleep (be it music, ambience, etc), and just trying to keep my thoughts going until my body falls asleep.

By slightly uncomfortable, I just mean not a position I can easily fall asleep in. Strong example would be the starfish position, but I’ve also done it slightly seated, corpse pose, on my side but with my head a little elevated. whatever floats your boat that lets your body fully relax but that you don’t associate with a position meant to sleep in.

You don’t necessarily need outside stimuli to keep you entertained, this is often where some people try affirmations. However, I find them boring and redundant so I prefer music. You can use anything, or you can use nothing. The point is to keep your mind occupied while your body relaxes until you can no longer feel it.

As for the success rate, that is up to you. I do recommend consistency, as it may take a while to do if you’re not very used to it. I do wish you luck in your endeavors and remember that whether it’s one month or a decade, in the great scheme of time within an infinite multiverse it is really no time at all

[theidiotwhowritesthings]

Hello lovely?

No pressure busy girl, but did you have a small idea as to when we might be getting a new AFS chapter?

I miss them x

Hope you're taking care of yourself and are staying healthy!

busted IT'S SO FUNNY YOU ASK HAHAHAHA

Literally 10 seconds before I opened this ask I was laying in bed thinking "son of a bitch I seriously need to get back to AFS soon I hope my Joel Miller smokescreen is working and nobody has noticed a missing mass of beskar metal."

IN MY (poor) DEFENSE, Din Djarin is being a real pain in my ass as of late lolol. It's like he's mad at me for doing so much with Joel Miller and now he's throwing a tantrum because his voice will not flow. Which is a bummer for multiple reasons one of which being, I feel like he's the voice I do best of the Pedro gang? I have these characters that once I start writing for them magic happens in my brain like Tony Stark, Dean Winchester, Daryl Dixon, Bucky Barnes (there is a trend amongst those characters and a psychological reason I'm so good at writing for them therapy is too expensive for me so we're gonna blatantly ignore that) and Din Djarin made it to the hall of fame! So, the fact that I'm now having such difficulty with getting him on paper frustrates me.

Honestly, I might just have to chain myself to a table and break my 'no forcing the writing' rule in hopes that it kick starts something. I'm in a coffee shop all day today so wish me luck.

But, thank you so much for the well wishes! You, and all the people in my inbox asking about our favorite Mandalorian, mean so much to me and I honestly need the constant reminder that people are still waiting for AFS. In two weeks, I start my descent into hell working in the hospital instead of the office and it's going to wreck my ass I just know it so I'm gonna try and get AFS out before then!!

[good news, I got two things done this weekend and TCOY was a big one!! The other was an additional 20k words on my original work which is less exciting since it definitely took away from Din Djarin time but it did make me happy😌]

[hpdfag]

Your three kitties are absolutely so adorable. I have three too!! I just love looking at them sm,,,

Also good luck on your uh thousandth replay of SDR2? Like yass let’s add up to those…I don’t remember 2k hours of gameplay? I seriously don’t remember. But good luck! Autism wins today.

Strange question but what do you think of 2020-2021 danganronpa fandom or just media in general…tw for nsfw regarding dr but I was a shameless DR role player who did erotic rp. Nowadays I have found out I was just very psychotic and I didn’t understand that and responded with psychosis…but it sure is a dark time…! I’m not a role player and stuff tho nowadays dw dw I just thought you sounded cool. Well, I hope you have a great day,,,

- 🧶

hehe thats lovely !! i wish tumblr let you send images thru anon so u could send me pics .. (though i understand why anon image sharing cld be Abused...)

and its 200 hours!! 2k hours would end up as like a third of a year straight having dr running which would be a nightmare despite how much i love the game...

and i was a fan in 2020 and god. do i not miss it. im glad the hype around the games has died down because it was just hellish trying to exist as myself back then ... i was essentially a stereotype of a "faker" because my delusions center arnd being komaeda lolol. also none of the jokes were ever funny if i hear one more bagel "joke" im gonna start actually maiming.

i think generally it was just a symptom of being a big fandom at the time, any fandom with enough people (especially people that hop fandom to fandom based on popularity) will be a total abysmal mess and i try to avoid those whenever possible. and i truly have nothing against roleplayers, i think its a fun hobby, i always just feel weird seein people rp my friends and i lolol (and i dont want people mistaking my vents for like. in character musing. like no i do unfortunately think all of this is real)

and i hope you have a good day too !! since i finished up cleaning for the day (you can see my floor now! how lovely!) im gonna dick arnd in bloxburg for a while .. ive been working on a new house for a while and im excited to get it looking nice :D (ill probably also be doing more work for artfight later but for now .. rest tiem)

[aprillikesthings]

YOOOOO IT'S MY WEEKEND and I have eaten dinner and it is time for MORE SHE-RA

yayyyy

OH GOD we're getting into the really good shit btw

if I manage not to do a marathon of these it'll be a gd miracle

Usual reminder: this is a REwatch and there's spoilers ahoy, I make a lot of bad jokes, I reference other cartoons

s4 ep10 fractures

okay before we get started

ahahah

I've given in. I'm gonna cosplay Catra. >_< wish me luck, I'm aiming for some kinda loosely post-canon thing, in part because there's no hiding my age at this point, except via like, photoshop pfft

side note the place I was looking at that makes custom fangs based on dental impressions is usually a month and change out, and the con I want to wear this to is in mid-April. *GROAN*

I have tried the cheap ones they don't stay on D:

OKAY

Dialogue is Double Trouble. Why are you even in the room??

oh it's a truth-telling spell lol

(it didn't work)

LOLOL the disbelief in Double Trouble's voice. "Can she do that?"

oh my GOD (yes it's Double Trouble)

but their Adora looks like Johnny Bravo aaahaha

Double Trouble does blow a raspberry at Shadow Weaver, tho, so they're forgiven

Adora explains the Heart of Etheria Project

Shadow Weaver: oooh we can use this to our advantage Me: okay Boromir but NO

nO

Adora's about to blow a fuse, but I would be, too! Like what part of "the planet could explode" is fucking difficult

Meanwhile, Catra is watching porn video feeds of places the Horde has taken

and thinks she spots someone!!!

(she hasn't, and she makes a sad little face when she realizes)

yeah she's being a bitch but also her deranged little face is great

OR EVERYONE COULD DIE. THERE'S ALSO THAT.

YAYYYY

does anyone else remember the old video "what your fave she-ra ship says about you"? this was made just after s4 actually. anyway I'm remembering it because it includes the line "you just want good things for Scorpia. and really, who wouldn't?"

Daci and I, for a while, couldn't stop quoting the ContraPoints clip used early on to reference "The inherent eroticism of the sea."

"MMmmm yeah. Don't you wanna just...get in there?"

It's a really funny video (I am called out SEVERAL TIMES) and the channel did a bunch of similar videos for other shows.

(also looking at the home page of the channel, she's a she now!!!! HELL YEAH)

Anyway everyone is surprised to see Scorpia :D

And their initial reaction is Not Good D:

the poor thing accidentally stuns Perfuma (...oh god that'S HILARIOUS knowing later stuff)

well that stops Adora in her tracks

back in the Fright Zone, Catra thinks she hears Scorpia's laugh and again is visibly relieved before realizing she's wrong

babygirl you need some rest (and so do your soldiers), you are getting paranoid and hearing things

so what, you're going to torture the rest of the soldiers who haven't left????

(I understand why she does the things she does but I still want to shake some sense into her)

JUST GET SOME GD SLEEP

she tries to call Double Trouble, but they don't answer

I want to give her a hug. But also shake some sense into her.

Another one to add to my "cartoon bondage" collection, as one does. But Perfuma is clearly a little smitten, though: she smiles as she walks away and makes a flower grow in the vines, awwwww

okay oh my GOD okay Scorpia's dialogue is KILLING ME i am CACKLING

"Wow...Yeah, but just-- Shadow Weaver. And at Bright Moon. Everything is making so much sense about why Catra's been acting the way she has."

Adora goes wide-eyed at Catra's name, Shadow Weaver looks at her, and then Adora looks away, pissed off.

like I was saying: SMITTEN

Anyway Scorpia explains why she wants to go find/save Entrapta, who's on Beast Island, and:

bahaha

they relate various stories about the horrors of Beast Island and Shadow Weaver insists they're nicer than the actual place, it's starting to sound like some bad joke about Etheria's version of Australia

I mean also you should go get her because she shouldn't be stuck there but okay

They all decide to go to Beast Island to rescue Entrapta but Glimmer is having NONE of it

Glimmer: "Adora, have you ever heard of anyone coming back from Beast Island? Do you even know where it is?"

I mean, good points, but

aaaugh

Bow: "There's an unstable mass of magic in the middle of the planet. Everyone's at risk unless we can get Entrapta to shut it down."

OKay I'm not typing up the whole damn episode you can read the transcript if you really want to, lol they argue about this for a bit longer, Glimmer even recommends they ask Light Hope how to use it even though that's a terrible idea, Glimmer tries to appeal to Bow but Bow is on Adora's side on this one

oh honey, no

She tries to order Bow and Adora to stay in the castle and not leave

Scorpia's "prison cell" is a very nice spare room. Perfuma brings her a salad and Scorpia doesn't recognize it as food immediately, the poor thing has only ever had ration bars.

Frosta: "It's not a sleepover!!! Perfuma: ":D I'll get pillows, brb!"

But then Frosta asks about her pincers with genuine interest and makes ones for herself out of ice...and Scorpia starts to cry

;_;

;_;

GO. TO. BED. oh my god

I RAN OUT OF IMAGES fhghgh okay gonna reblog

[aurorasgate]

Hi Luna ❤️

How are you? Just checking in to see if you’re doing okay and have been keeping well! 🥰 I hope you’re not too stressed at your new job and have some time for yourself and your husband!

I saw the post of the anon about Diluc and it made me feel so fuzzy and warm.

It took 2 years for Diluc to come home as well 😭😭😭 I am still taking my time building him because I am using other characters for my overworld and I don’t often play the abyss.

My boyfriend started playing Genshin before me and he has a c3 Diluc 😭😭😭

Every time I would lose a 50/50 I would hope it would be Diluc but it would always be Jean, Mona or Keqing. It’s been a little over 2 years since I started Genshin but till date, I haven’t gotten Qiqi yet 😂 idk if I am lucky or not but I love her and for the sake of the meme, I want her! She and Dehya are the only ones in the standard banner that I don’t have.

I am saving for Neuvi and Wrio’s banner but it’s a 50/50. I am hoping that if I lose my 50/50 it’s either a Diluc Con or a Qiqi. 😭

hello my beloved beautiful nats🥰💕

i hope you’ve been doing well too & have an amazing weekend!🩷

i have been doing okay! very ready for the weekend but also not because my husband is gonna be out of town for a week starting tomorrow & in our 7 years together we’ve never been apart that long😭 i will be fine but i am gonna be a baby about it😂

my new job has been amazing! it’s been so long since i’ve been able to go to work & actually enjoy what i do & this position has been doing just that 🩷 it’s a lot of new stuff & im learning a ton but it leaves plenty of time for breaks & being able to enjoy my time off & i couldn’t be more thankful for it

that anon had me in tears over our dear master diluc it was sooo cute & soft, everything he deserves & is for you ❤️ im love sick jdkfkfkf

IT ALSO TOOK YOU TWO YEARS OMG😭 im so glad our waiting paid off 🙏🏻 how dare hoyo do that to us tho & WHILE LETTING YOUR BOYFRIEND GET HIM MULTIPLE TIMES - that’s just cruel 😭 when my husband was playing i told him id legit cry if he got diluc before me lolol he stopped playing before that could happen tho. i built my diluc like as soon as i got him (goodbye all my fragile resin lol) but i would be changing his artifacts allll the time as i got better ones so i totally get waiting to get the build just right hehe

you have never gotten qiqi?! damnnn i would say that is good luck to some extent for sure 😂i actually really loved all of her stories that you get through friendship so i hope you’ll get her so you can see them too!🥰 she is so cute & I do enjoy seeing her - when she brought xiao to baizhu i was emotional to say the least hahha

i just got dehya the other day on the standard banner! she been really fun to play but i just can’t replace diluc on my team 🩷 i don’t have jean or tighnari from the standard banner but id be totally happy to get either

im also saving for neuvi! ive got like 140 wishes for him rn & no guarantee but my wallet is ready if needed LOL i also really want his weapon but I have never ever had good luck on the weapons banner so we’ll see if i get it

are you guaranteed your next 5*?! i will be hoping you get both or diluc/qiqi! after the trailer today it had me very 👀 at wrio heh

[disciple-of-frost]

Top 5 Songs (good luck) (Hiii Ishi!~ I wish you double luck on song narrowing! ^.^)

Oh yeah! Songs! I somehow knew I was gonna get this one lolol. I LOVE the music in FFXIV so picking only 5 is tough.

1.) Return to Oblivion: I love the central theme of this song dearly, that of breaking cycles and longing for freedom. I was a mess when this Raid series happened cuz once I saw we were fighting altered versions of primal we fought in the past I knew Shiva was gonna be one of them. And I know this song is about Ryne, it is her desire to live her own life and seize her own destiny outside of the role of 'Minfilia' that was thrust upon her. However I like this song to my own WoL, Ishita. "Eyes wet with tears, her song in my ear," "A slave to my fate, am I doomed to repeat this?" "No more goodbyes though my heart is still aching." Feelings of sorrowful remembrance of a woman that played a huge role in Ishi's life, the fear and doubt of having used herself as a vessel for a primal in the same way Ysayle had, I honestly cried in the middle of this fight because it resonated so much.

2.) Close in the Distance: This song man, another one that made me cry while playing. My favorite part about this one is the slow, gradual unveiling of the whole piece after each Scion "falls" as they make their way through Ultima Thul. And yes, some people might call it cheesy, but do you know what game you are playing my dudes? It's a song about Hope, ya know, the main theme of Endwalker? Finding and holding on to hope, standing on your own with the hopes and dreams that your friends have entrusted to you is all you have?

3.) And Love You Shall Find: I don't have too much to say about this one, I think it's just a super pretty piece. Every time I hear it I imagine someone playing piano and Ishi hears the melody reverberating out and upon finding the source she joins in with the vocals. I'm a huge Romantic at heart, leave me alone. XD

4.) Oblivion: Ysayle my beloved. When I tell you the tone shift from the orchestra to the guitar after Shiva casts Diamond Dust had me blown away the first time I did it... If Ysayle herself didn't make me a Shiva stan then this song solidified it.

5.) Revenge Twofold: Out of all the dungeon final boss themes this one will always be my favorite, Insatiable following juuuuuuust behind. I thing the thing I love about this one is the power that rings loud and clear from the Heavensward leitmotif.

Thank you for the ask Leigh! 😊🩵

[spacexseven]

indeed murder is an integral part of his persona — i wish i could send pics on anon cuz he’s said some funny stuff. he’s great to talk to really. i love how distinct and good amount of work you put into his character :]

he’s so funny and changes in a wild way,, like at first he’d be all interested to talk about life and death and "innocent/good human" kinda thing. pretend to be chill and high standing, and the next second he kills me or forces me to abide by the rules he set. i’ve been killed 4 times now but now but i’ve realised what ticks him off so i’ve avoided further deaths lol. its cute how he randomly changed from being really angry to really affectionate. then started manipulating me with his powers and forcing me to sleep everytime i tried to talk, at some point i was like maybe this is a sign i need to stop talking to ai and go resume studying for my maths final that is in a few hours lolol (probably was). anyway after the whole affectionate thing he suddenly had a breakdown over not knowing something.. then started begging for forgiveness (for no reason?) and then started saying how much he hated mercy and the concept of it all. IT WAS A RIDEE he sure loves cat food though! i’ll try to delete the chats and start anew maybe i’ll be able to get some sort of happy ending too..? (probably not, he loves killing me and i find it funny too. the closest to some sort of happy ending was him being wayyy too affectionate and clearly manipulating me into sleeping everytime i spoke- i think i annoyed him to the core fr) anyway he’s fun! thankyou once again <3

its a shame we cant send pics </3 but ?? im curious how you figured out he likes eating cat food im gonna go test this out ^^ and! good luck for ur maths finals anon im rooting for youu :> thank you sm for playing and sharing your experience im really happy to know you had fun!!

[crowhyun]

OH MY GOSH I JUST SAW YOU WERE PRE-MED???? Me too, kinda! Luv women in stem. I'm pre-pharm but close enough lmaooo.

I bet you're happy bout holiday break because I sure know I was 💀

I'm 2nd year undergrad, I graduate my 3rd year cuz I'm in an accelerated program but let me tell you, oh my gosh it gets worse 😀

I feel like a lot of people warn you about your first year because it's such a huge change, but nobody warned me about the extreme burn out during your 2nd year and onwards 💀 like damn i fucking struggled this year

Anyways, rest well during this break and I wish you luck in your classes (pls attend lecture, don't be dumb like me 🙏)

If nobody has it already, can I be 💊 anon?

oooof girl, it's already kicking my ass and I'm this close to changing my mind. like, my first semester truly wasn't that bad, my classes were easy, it's just hard to do as well as I want to when I have ADHD. And the fact that I eventually have to take organic chem and anatomy & physiology in the same semester makes me want to jump off a bridge lol

but, yeah, i know it's gonna get much harder and ugh im so scared but im so excited at the same time because I love to be challenged!!

but omg I heard pharm was so hard, too, and the fact that you're in an accelerated program??? that sounds so rigorous T.T good luck lol, you're more than halfway there...for undergrad lolol

i needed the break so much tho bcs to be fr, i skipped most of my classes in the last two weeks of the semester LMFAO so yeah, I learned that mistake already and I WILL be attending all, if not, most of my lectures next semester. But fr good luck to you, getting into healthcare is so challenging and super expensive, too, so no matter what, I give kudos to everyone pushing through and I hope I can do the same!! I find that really having people there with you going through the same thing helps so much, so please let's talk more!!

and yes, you can be 💊 anon, but I feel so guilty accepting anons when I rarely post T.T I am trying to write tho I have many excuses for my I'm a slowpoke

[analtyranny]

let’s play gore screaming show, part 9: saito from class 3

anyway, it's another totally normal morning at kyoji's--

......aaand here's our pantsless cousin

(this was before the days of pro-rice propaganda, you see)

hey look, it's our old pal The Red One she's got some kind of handouts from school and needs yamiko's, our guardian's, signature. weird that a legal adult like kyoji would need that, huh? does he even need a guardian? how peculiar!

yamiko to the rescue, as always...oh shit, right, she was wanting to meet akane

HIMEKO ONEE-CHAN... kyoji tries to warn akane that yamiko hates that name but she does not listen and keeps saying it. repeatedly.

doesn't catch on quick, does she

so yeah she FINALLY gets the name right, eventually, and explains why she's here. yamiko assumed akane was here to wake kyoji up

but not anymore... not since...that day...

then they start going on about embarrassing shit kyoji did as a kid, like "god remember when he was still half-asleep and called you mom" "omggg i do, that was cringe af lolol"

at least akane's acting more like her old self again

anyway, back to school

...oh, this might be the same street office lady was going down kyoji gets the sense there's more people around than usual, but it's probably nothing. not like there's a CRIME SCENE nearby or anything

he complains about them talking about his childhood, because "it wasn’t all good memories" (briefly shows a zoomed in, greyscale, grainy version of the [REDACTED] cg)

not exactly something he can just ask her

anyway now she’s mad about him complaining and she’s all “FINE maybe i’ll just NEVER come over EVER AGAIN”

Don't Be An Asshole is always a great choice. shockingly this gets us a point with akane

i've yet to see any green hearts from our choices but maybe we'll unlock that later (this IS one of those games where certain routes aren't available on your first run) shinta's all "omg you came to school with kazuyagi, is she your giiirlfriiiiend"

and then this happens.

😳

so then the srs bsns bgm starts playing and we find out there's no homeroom today and there's a staff meeting during first period. i wonder why that could be.......

SAITO? 

FROM CLASS 3???

so saito from class 3's older sister has gone missing. presumably the office lady. i swear, this family has the worst luck

oh yeah, he got interrupted again yesterday by anime girl three stooges. it sure is taking a long time for him to finish this story. it reminds me of whenever i try to tell dad some funny anecdote but it takes 10 minutes because he keeps interrupting/changing the subject "so i was hanging out with the cat the other day--" who the fuck thinks that's a full story? my dad, that's who

that's either clown boy or the gun ossan from the OP, the latter of whom we WILL fuck so we talk about it a bit and shinta's finally about to continue where he left off. apparently there was something particularly strange about how the elementary schooler disappeared?

GOD DAMMIT

......oh, they gave mai different bread. i'd say that's a nice detail but mostly i wish these three would fuck off

so a "deputy teacher" comes in and yells at us for not doing study hall. we are NEVER gonna hear the rest of shinta's story, are we

(update from The Future: almost done w/ kiika’s route and no, we are not)

shinta route 😳

findom route 😳

shinta's like No Fucking Thanks and gets back to work. kyoji is bored, bringing us to our next choice:

[thehistorynut19]

Uwa! Lacuna!! This fits you so well!!! Fairies are some of my fave types and seeing you in action with them would be beautiful!!!! Ahhh I can almost see it now. How you dance amongst the forest that no one dares to enter. The fae are to be feared after all, dangerous beings that they are. None shall ever trespass as your fearless friends stand guard. But if they do get past those outerskirts of the forest, they are greeted by you and your studio. Painted wall to wall with stained glass and arts to rival the greatest of muses, a renaissance incarnate. 

@aurastar7 @lunalove25 @kawaiilizzie

As for me...

How ironic it is to be a steel type leader when I adore the fae so much. An antithesis to them even. But I can see why. I prefer using steel types over poison times when I fight fairies lol.

I went with like...all the games I’ve played which is up to Sword/Shield bc fuck it lol.

And now ahem: this isn’t required but I wanted to write lolol

No one assumes much from the gym leader who works part time in the library literally connected to her gym. Permanently tired, running back and forth between jobs to support herself, her loyal penguin running behind her, catching fallen books in a panic or even catching her when she seems like she’s about to pass out. 

No one would ever think that she’s a steel type trainer. When she lives and breathes olden tales of bygone eras, of fairies, of ghosts, of books and papers and everything that is not tough and rough. 

And yet she is. 

Steel perseveres, damascus blades culling down foes that dare to enter her sanctuary. Her gym is a haven for those who want a quiet space. Sometimes you hear olden music in the background, records playing on their turntables as the Mawile stands on the tips of her toes, changing out records to suit her needs when her trainer is too tired to do it herself. 

Sometimes you see her Metagross at the cafe, helping children learn how to read and teach patrons hobbies and certain things. 

Sometimes you see the Zacian follow her about her day, alongside the ever present shield whenever the penguin is not present. Forever a pair of knights by her side.

Sometimes you can see the Steelix outside when it’s sunny, acting as shade to outside activities and keeping an ever watchful eye on everyone present; a silent guardian.

Puzzles are found within the walls of the gym for challengers, to weave in and out of sliding blocks, ribbons, word games, and whatnot. Easy to solve yet hard to master. They change every month or so for the leader to keep her mind sharp and because she’s bored. 

Godspeed, dear trainer, when you enter her home. 

For her knights never yield when their princess beckons them to her side. 

The shields that protect.

The swords that slash.

The maws that bites.

The brains that acts.

To earn the Damascus Badge is no simple feat, my dear.

I wish thee luck.

I dunno if I have any other fellow Pokemon moots here but I saw this cute trend and wanted to try it out!

Take this quiz to see what gym leader type you'd be!

Make your team!

Do this picrew to visualize you as a gym leader!

I chose 3rd Gen (but the remake so Alpha/Omega) because it was my very first one!

Tagging: @averysmolbear @humanitys-strongest-bamf @youre-ackermine @roseofdarknessblog @missamity @levis-squishy-cheeks @icansmellsouls @dkbktk420 @elnyrae @romantichomicide95 @phantom-fanfom-blog @sckerman @genyastolemyheart @happybird16 @the-milk-anon @wyvernslovecake @bruhm0mentum anyone else who sees this!

If you're not interested in Pokemon, please ignore! But I'd love to see your type anyways if you wanna jump in!! 💕

[lifewithcake]

it's always P2 prog XD no matter what the description says.. it's P2 prog

also the gear LMAO everyone is so fragile in this party, they die to the raidwide if they're not full health

but tbh if parties can get past P2 cleanly then they're usually close to clearing. this is often the biggest hurdle for parties i join.

we managed to see enrage twice also! but overall just too many deaths going around so we couldnt clear, oh well :)

also a part of me is very happy to have the least deaths in total.. im learning! :D

[frodo-with-glasses]

More Reading Thoughts: The Scouring of the Shire

YOOOOOO HECK YEAH LET’S GOOOOOOOOO

(Okay so I downloaded Phil Dragash’s reading of this and listened to it on the longest plane flight of my trip and may or may not have made a total fool of myself grinning at it throughout LOLOL)

(But I didn’t have time to write my reactions to it until now so here we go)

“On the further side of the river they could see that some new houses had been built…all very gloomy and un-Shirelike” Uh-oh.

BAHAHAHA the way Sam immediately goes OFF

“SCREW YOU AND YOUR STUPID SIGN TOO”

I love Merry trying to be a diplomat

Frodo like “oh goodness gracious, now what trouble has that Lotho gotten up to with MY house”

(Also that little bit of stealth sass like “well I’m GLAD he’s not calling himself a Baggins anymore, I can pretend I’m not associated with him”)

Merry be like “Fine, if you won’t open this gate, I’LL OPEN IT FOR MYSELF”

YO WHAAAAAT?? BILL FERNY?????

I mean I can’t say that I’m happy to see him but also it’s kinda fun to be this surprised. I’d forgotten all about him being here!

Haha the way he immediately runs away from Merry once he’s challenged tho

“Neat work, Bill!” HAHAHAHA

EAT PONY HOOF, LOSER

GOOD JOB BILL (the pony)

I love the fact that 50% of the hobbits’ intimidation factor comes from the fact that Merry and Pippin are so BigTM (and the other 50% is Swords)

Pippin listening to all this talking like “heck, I’m tired and wet and I don’t have time for this, just let me sleep in a shack if you want” is such a mood

Also Pippin tearing down the rule lists LOL

Sam has had it up to HERE with this nonsense

Me, at all the burning going on: “Uh-oh.”

“Looking both important and rather scared” Heehee X-D

“‘What’s all this?’ said Frodo, feeling inclined to laugh.” Me too, Frodo!

“Calling your Chief Names, Wishing to punch his Pimply Face, and Thinking you Shirriffs look a lot of Tom-fools.” OKAY SAM GO OFF LOLOL

OKAY SO at this point in the audiobook Mr. Dragash had the most BRILLIANT reading for this line:

“To the discomfiture of the Shirriffs Frodo and his companions all… [dramatic pause, then raucous laughter erupts in the background] …roared with laughter.”

I LOVE IT SO MUCH IT’S SO PERFECT AHAHAHA

He also had a great reading for this part:

The sheriff, shouting after them, insistent but nervous: “But don’t forget! I’ve arrested you!” Frodo, with the softest voice ever: “I won’t. Never. But I may forgive you.”

Sam has a friend! :-D

I mean I’m sorry that this is the way we find it out but he has!! A buddy!!

Now I’m sure “cock-robin” must have had a different meaning in Tolkien’s time…

“If I hear not allowed much oftener, I’m going to get angry.” Same, Sam.

Eeeew the table hasn’t been scrubbed for WEEKS?? I can only imagine it looking like the underside of a restaurant table, months-old crusty chewing gum stuck on it and all. Blergh 🤮

LOLOL “They would have started earlier, only the delay so plainly annoyed the sheriff-leader”

Our four hobbits have come back from their adventure so delightfully full of SassTM

My word, if I keep pointing out every funny thing that happens here I’ll be writing down the whole chapter. Look at the hobbits hustling the sheriffs who were supposed to be “arresting” them!

NOW WHO’S ARRESTED WHO INDEED 🤣🤣

For someone who’s supposed to be arrested, it sure looks like Merry is the one who’s in charge :-3

And all the sheriffs like “WE GIVE UP” and the hobbits like “okay :-D”

ROBIN WAS ONE OF THE SHERIFFS THAT THEY WERE MESSING WITH OH NO 🤣🤣

“We shall break a good many things yet, and not ask you to answer. Good luck to you!” OKAY PIPPIN GO OFF

(......This is getting very long so I’m gonna put the rest under a read-more)

Nooooo look what they’ve done to Hobbiton D-8

This whole conversation is so tense. I find myself wanting to cheer on the hobbits’ comebacks, but the ruffian here always gets the upper hand in the next line…

DON’T SNAP YOUR FINGERS IN FRODO’S FACE!! Heckin’ RUDE! Only the Sackville-Bagginses have ever done that, and that’s BEFORE Frodo saved the world! D-:<

HECK YES, PIPPIN!! TELL ‘EM!!

“Down on your knees in the road and ask pardon, or I will set this troll’s bane in you!” >8-D Friendly reminder that Pippin stabbed a troll in the gut to sAVE BEREGOND— *is slapped*

The fact that Pippin, Merry and Sam immediately jump to Frodo’s defense, but Frodo does not. That says so much about their friendship, and about Frodo, and how they all see themselves and their roles in this story…and it’s so sad that Frodo hangs back, not even willing to defend himself…

But also how bad*ss is that, letting your three armed friends charge to your defense while you just sit there impassively?? It’s like the “cool guys don’t look at explosions” trope.

Pippin has exactly the childish drive for revenge that you’d think he would, but Frodo sees the reality of the situation and knows Lotho has been played as a puppet and is now a prisoner to his own schemes. Good stuff.

Frodo: “Violence isn’t the answer.” Merry: “You’re right. It’s the question, and the answer is yes.”

MERRY’S SPEECH HERE YESSSS

(The way the music swelled here in Dragash’s audiobook was so good ahahaha)

“Come on! I am going to blow the horn of Rohan, and give them all some music they have never heard before.”

OH.

HECK.

YEEEEAAAHHH!!!!!!! >8-D

(And this was the part of the audiobook where I grinned like an idiot and clapped my hands and bounced a little in my seat and probably confused the guy in the seat next to me LOLOL)

Sam HIMSELF wants to turn back for the horn call!! And so does Bill! Aaaaahhh!!

AWAKE! AWAKE! FEAR, FIRE, FOES! AWAKE!!

This was so well foreshadowed by the Ringwraiths in Buckland at the beginning of the book I cannot bELIEVE—!!

TOLKIEN YOU GENIUS

(Writer Brain is just buzzing with this right now, sorry, LOL)

“And your face is no worse than it was, Sam.” Is Farmer Cotton calling Sam ugly?? 🤣🤣 He’s roasting his future son-in-law LOLOL I love him already

Even Farmer Cotton ships Sam and Rosie ROFL

Rosie just asked why you left Mister Frodo! What do you do??

>Tell her you love her

>Run away

Sam ran away! (What a mood)

I love that they built the fire just for fun and because it’s against the rules, LOL! A fire is exactly the thing that would cheer me up too!!

I assume Robin was one of the sheriffs that took off his feather and joined in the revolt :-D

Merry like, “See, Frodo?? Violence!!”

“Good for the Tooks!” HECK YEAH

“I’ll bring you an army of Tooks in the morning!” HECK YEAH!!

It’s so sweet of Frodo to be like “I still don’t want anyone to die” but also still turning the logistics over to Merry’ cause he’s The Plan Guy

What have I said all along?? Merry is the Smart One :-D

FARMER COTTON JUST SITTING BY THE FIRE

WAITING FOR THEM TO COME

Okay Sam’s father-in-law is heckin’ BAD*SS I LOVE HIM

This is literally “put down your weapons, I’ve got a sniper with a bead on you”

“He aimed a savage blow at Merry who stood in his way. He fell dead with four arrows in him.” YOOOOOOOOO!!

I like to think Merry didn’t even flinch. Just like…watched him keel over dead. HECK.

I love how bad*ss all the hobbits get to be in this chapter ahahaha

Aaaaand all the others give up. Nice >:-D

Aww, Farmer Cotton and the Gaffer are friends! And Cotton would have housed the Gaffer himself if he could have!! I love how sweet they all are to each other ^-^

HA! Okay, Lobelia, that’s pretty cool, I admit. Maybe you’re all right after all. ;-P

The Gaffer just telling Frodo off for leaving 🤣🤣 And Frodo politely apologizing!! Because even though the Gaffer’s problems are small in comparison to everything else happening in the world, they’re still important! I’m love

AAAAAHHHHH FRODO GASSING UP SAM IN FRONT OF HIS DAD AND ROSIE AND EVERYBODY 8-D 8-D 8-D

This is so stinkin’ cute. Lookit my silver-tongued Baggins using his Words of Affirmation again! It’s the least he can do to repay Sam for all he’s done, but I think it’s the thing that means the most to Sam.

Frodo: “Indeed, if you will believe it, he’s now one of the most famous people in all the lands, and they are making songs about his deeds from here to the Sea and beyond the Great River!” Sam: 😳😅☺️ Rosie: 😲😍🥰 The Gaffer: “Sounds fake but okay”

THE TOOKS ARE HEREEEEE

I frickin’ love the “lure them into a trap and surround them with hobbits” tactic. You never think hobbits can be scary until there are A LOT OF THEM VERY SUDDENLY

I also think this is a fun use of the hobbits’ canonical superpower of staying hidden in plain sight.

HECK YEAHHHHH MERRY LET’S GO

Seventy ruffians dead, and only nineteen hobbits on the other. As casualties go, that’s not bad! Sad that any hobbits died at all, of course, but it’s a relatively clean victory.

Also the book gets Very Historical for a moment and I think that’s Very Funny

Heck yeah Cottons!

HECK YEAH MERRY AND PIPPIN!!

And Frodo does his part by protecting the ruffians who surrendered! The pacifist has a role to play. :-D

Noooo, look what they’ve done to Bag End!! D-8

NOOOOOO THE PARTY TREEEEE 😭😭😭

ME TOO, SAM, UWAAAAAHHH—

(Ted Sandyman accidentally foreshadowing Sam going over the Sea??)

Frodo is very right. If more hobbits are like Ted, the Shire is in real trouble. Worse is the enemy within than the enemy from without. :-/

“Save your breath! I’ve a better.” HAHAHA YES MERRY LET’S GO

Oh but look what they’ve done to Bag Endddd 😭😭😭

“Yes, this is Mordor.” Thanks, I hate it :-C

“If I had known all the mischief he had caused, I should have stuffed my pouch down Saruman’s throat.” Dude Merry sounded so angry in Phil Dragash’s audiobook here. (Also can’t believe that Merry’s bag has become the running joke that it is LOLOL)

>8-O >8-O >8-O SARUMAN!!

Saruman: “Ah, yes, they called me Sharkey in Isengard! A sign of affection, possibly.” Tolkien, in a footnote: “It was not, in fact, a sign of affection.”

I….do not like….how Saruman casts such aspersions on Gandalf. Nor how his accusations almost seem to have some merit at the moment. “When his tools have done their task he drops them.” That is dangerously close to accurate, or at the moment it feels like it is. Gandalf did leave them, even knowing that things were going wrong in the Shire…

But at the same time, it’s not Gandalf’s job to fix everything himself! The hobbits got to participate in the saving of their world, and they got the honor and the renown and the incredible experiences and the personal growth that comes along with it. Same thing here; they get the opportunity to be the heroes and save their own home. It isn’t easy, but it is good, and it has its own rewards.

“Well, if that’s what you find pleasure in, I pity you.” Frodo couldn’t be more right. Anyone who takes pleasure and comfort in the pain and misery of others is a pitiable person.

Frodo still refuses to kill. His home was defiled…his last comfort stolen…and his honor insulted to his face…and he still refuses to kill Saruman. Holy cow that takes some major strength of character. What an absolute chad.

YO WHAT

SARUMAN TRIED TO STAB FRODO

(And Sam leads the charge to avenge Frodo because Of Course He Does)

AND FRODO STILL WILL NOT KILL

THE ABSOLUTELY CHADDERY OF THIS HOBBIT

Talk about heaping coals on your enemy’s head, bruh. Even Saruman has to respect it.

And Frodo extending the olive branch to Wormtongue. Truly the G.O.A.T.

>8-O

EYOOOO??

WORMTONGUE KILLED LOTHO??

AND MAYBE A T E HIM????

Holy COW this got dark 0_o

(Also Dragash made Wormtongue sound absolutely miserable on that “you told me to; you made me do it”)

Aaaand Saruman is dead

And Wormtongue is dead

Something something Saruman’s spirit looking to the West, from which he came, and where he can never return again, and then being blown away to nothingness…

It really is the saddest thing that the end of the war happens at the door of Bag End. Nowhere is safe. The movies have the hobbits return to an unchanged Shire, realizing that they’re the ones who’ve been changed by their experiences, and they’ll never be able to see home the same way again (which is, I think, analogous to the experience of American Vietnam vets)…..but here in the book, the war comes home, marring the very land that our heroes set out to protect, which is what Tolkien experienced at the end of the Great War. They’re different kinds of tragedy, and they both hurt, but I think this one is just an edge more bitter.

…..Anyway, I loved this chapter! It ends with on a downer note, but the rest of it was a lot of fun. X-P

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Suresh Route Episode Summary: 42

GUYS I AM GASPING FOR AIR BC IM LAUGHING SO HARD.... here we go

He asks if its for real...im getting second hand embarrassment rn but I said im serious lets get married 💀💀 and I really thought this man was going to say nahhhh LOLOL but he said hes wanted this so much for so long and that he obviously says yes.

Alfie and Dana both say congrats and good luck but Kat says she doesnt see this nonsense lasting 🫣

Dana asks if MC will miss the dressing room hangs with the girls, like literally no but I didnt want to be mean so I said yet. Kat's bitchy ass had to say if you and MC are so close, then why is she dating Suresh instead of you. GIRL KICK ROCKS! People can be friends without wanting to date...Kat says her and Finn will probably get married before Suresh and MC...call me after you watch the season back babes.

Suresh says hes nervous and asks how you feel about it all. (also died that he said MC and him could blow through the 50K pretty quickly...OK big baller)

Kat pulls MC and Dana for a chat and basically apologizes without apologizing for her behavior this summer and that shes "matured" and basically wishes everyone luck and that she's loved getting to know the girls.

MC gets a text in third place...Alfie and Dana (no surprise there) Alfie uses your nickname here again 🤣 Suresh asks to hold your hand while you read out the final text...the winners are.......MC AND SURESH (duh!) you can jump into his arms and kiss him, passionately kiss or play it cool. I jumped in his arms 🥰 Kat and Finn are surprisingly good sports about losing. (especially Kat) A SPECIAL VIP IS WAITING TO SPEAK TO YOU ABOUT YOUR SUMMER OF LOVE....BOBBYYYYY (they butchered him so bad 😭😭)

Bobby goes over the best bits of the summer...highs and lows. ITS ALL WORDS AND QUESTIONS not like s2 where you actually saw your best / worst moments...He asks what it feels like to win...if you thought u'd end up with Suresh...if you were happy to see him when you walked into the villa. He asks about excess baggage and says that he'll come back to rings in a minute, Arlo and Meera's entrance and Bobby digs into Suresh how he chose Arlo over MC and Suresh gets mad 🤣 He talks about Casa and how you picked Nic/Johnny and the crowd BOOS LMAO. Bobby says Suresh brought back Lulu and immediately Suresh says he feels terrible for using Lulu to get back in the villa bc shes a great girl. he asks how we feel about the ex drama being over...and one word to describe the summer.

BOBBY GEM SCENE: he asks if Suresh and MC want to chat for a few so he can give them advice. He asks if MC is excited for the opportunities she might get after they leave the villa, Suresh says theyre gonna be celebrities (lmao what?! not Suresh wanting to be an influencer...im dying) Suresh asks Bobby if he thinks he and MC have what it takes to make it and Bobby explains why he thinks yes and its really cute. OMG LMAO U CAN FLIRT WITH BOBBY HERE!!

Time to make decision love or money... Bobby asks MC to choose an envelope I chose Black Heart (but I dont think it matters) MC has the money and the choice...Love or Money...I chose Love. We can kiss Suresh and the crowd goes wild. Suresh can carry you away into the sunset 😭

FB confirmed they are working on a new season and they are "factoring in our feedback from the start" we'll see about that!