#you know theres a thing called a sash

[ratatatastic]

dont mind me im still mourning the robes and all i just wanna know why the man who gives a white tail deer running into incoming traffic a run for their money for how nervous his disposition is just struts into our arena like that

[teecupangel]

As ‘Desmond can steal/touch his ancestor when he’s Bleeding’ idea more or less can be seen as gen, I figured this absolutely AltDes version (as I sorta hinted on in the alternate POV) should have its own post instead.

The AltDes version has definitely been started by the wonderful @thedragonqueen1998

Oh, i just imagine Altair waiting for the spirit to return to him after the whole thing with the apple went down, only to never feel him again. Maybe he'd use the apple to get answers? Could defo lead to altdes if you want comfort. ^^

My reply:

Yeessssss. Let's end this with Altaïr finding a way to keep Desmond in his timeline and maybe a big scene of Desmond holding onto Altaïr's red sash for one last time before he dies and Altaïr just grabbing his hand while the Apple glows and dragging him to his timeline

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From @thedragonqueen1998

oh, im just imagining Desmond going up to the Eye and he sees Altaïr standing there, with his back turned and he holds onto the sash before he puts his hand on the device. He doesnt know if hes screaming as theres only the burning pain, the intense heat, the pure whiteness, the.. feel of fine silk in his left hand.

Altaïr has made sure to keep the Apple on him, so that if the spirit returns he could hopefully anchor it. Maybe he could finally ask some questions without it dissapearing? But its been months. Where as the spirit visited every few days, theres been nothing now. Maybe he should finally put it to rest? Hide away the Apple from anyone seeking to use i-

The spirit, its back. He makes sure to make very slow moves to pull out the Apple while the spirit holds his sash.

He cant mess this up, it might be months if not years until he can get another chance to anchor Desmond to him. With the Apple in his hands he tries to link the spirit to him. To communicate with it. Thats when the screaming starts. Altaïr freezes, these arent just screams of pain, its a death call. Is this how it died? He desperatly wants to turn, to comfort the dying creature, but he cant risk it. The Apple says its 47% done with "uploading memory".

What that means, Altaïr does not know, but the Apple has never failed in granting him his wishes, though understanding the information is another matter. He doesnt know if its been seconds, minutes or hours listening to the horrid screams, to smelling burnt flesh, before they stop and the Apple says "Memory Transfer Complete. Starting Body Transfer. Body Damaged By 20%, Repairs Can Be Done. Proceed?" Repairs? Does it mean saving the spirit? If so, "Proceed".

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Addition from me

Malik did not understand this entire ‘spirit’ business that Altaïr has built in his mind. He had never felt anything strange whenever he was with Altaïr. If anything, the bureau in Jerusalem felt more haunted than Altaïr himself but, even if Malik has no real concrete explanation to the disappearing cups and small items in Jerusalem’s bureau, he also wouldn’t be able to stop it from being concluded as being ‘I forgot where I put it’.

Nonetheless, Altaïr stresses that the spirit is real and his obsession with this spirit of his that is named Desmond was simply another facet of Altaïr’s personality at this point. It was his deepest secret, only told in confidence to Malik because he needed a ‘sounding board’ to talk over his theories and plans.

Malik would have suggested he get a cat but he feared that making Altaïr a cat owner would either make a very spoiled and fat cat or a neglected wild cat that would get its treats elsewhere while its owner forget its existence.

So he tried to be this quiet sounding board, even ready to simply look over the reports given to him as part of his duties as Altaïr’s Keeper when he starts to hear all these… tales of a time far beyond them, machineries that Altaïr explains but left Malik reeling and feeling quite foolish for not understanding, of this… Animus.

Malik had thought Altaïr had gone mad. That whatever power had driven Al Mualim mad when he held the Apple had taken hold of Altaïr by tempting him with what he desired more than power itself.

Knowledge…

And a connection beyond what mortals usually have.

Malik had never thought of Altaïr as being a romantic but he was a man who liked to make dramatic entrances and exits. Cyprus would be a testament to that and, really, it was just as well that Altaïr did not do anything too stupid when he went to Cyprus. (Although a temporary alliance with a Templar woman had been risky and Malik was just glad said woman had told Altaïr that she was leaving Levant to travel elsewhere.)

Malik didn’t want to deal with that kind of headache. Malik had been ready to tell Altaïr that perhaps the Apple had been faking it but then Altaïr showed him these… ‘post its’ that Desmond supposedly left and…

The materials themselves were nothing Malik had seen before. The words he used in English were strange but his Arabic was fluent.

And looks eerily like Altaïr’s, both in the way it was written and the words used.

Perhaps that was what made Altaïr snap.

The insinuation that this Desmond didn’t exist. That Altaïr had made up this person, a person who, from Altaïr’s own description and the little papers Malik had seen, looked and sounded like the kind of person that Altaïr would fall in love with.

Kind but as lonely as him, understanding of Altaïr’s own faults and still believing in him…

Malik had feared that Altaïr would do something drastic.

He had plans already written up and was about to start preparations in secret to keep Masyaf and the Brotherhood running while he tries to get into the bottom of this entire Desmond thing.

Altaïr was slowly unraveling because Desmond hadn’t been contacting him. Just quietly visiting, Altaïr had called them.

It felt like this was the prelude to something big in Malik’s eyes.

Make Altaïr desperate for any communication, make him desire to ‘hear’ from Desmond once more… Altaïr was primed to do something stupid and Malik believed that the perpetrator had to be that damn Apple.

So Malik went to Altaïr’s private studies to finally confront him and, if need be, knock him out so he could drag him away from the Apple.

But, when he got there, he found Altaïr holding an unconscious man in his arms.

A man wearing clothes that Malik had never seen before… And a right arm charred and black with golden lines lightly glowing underneath the cracks…

“Malik…”

Malik realized…

“I did it. I anchored Desmond to me.”

… that perhaps that spirit that has been tempting Altaïr this entire time had been one of the olden ones that had created the Apple itself.

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And more ideas from @zero-saito and @thedragonqueen1998

From @thedragonqueen1998

@teecupangel oooh, thats so hood! Malik would be so suspicious of Desmond, thinking hes tricking or manipulating Altaïr, but also cant help but like him. How he makes Maliks tea exactly how he likes it, how he pushes Altaïr into taking breaks and how he treats the novices. How could a being that made the accursed Apple be so pure and good? Did it take the darkness within it and store it into the artifact? Or something else? The being, Desmond, talks very little of it. For what reason does he share such wonderous "future" ideas, but will not tell of where to find more artifacts, of their uses and purpose? Malik can only hope it is for a good reason.

From @zero-saito

@thedragonqueen1998 @teecupangel I love all of this ‘spam’ 😍 this is great!! Yes to suspicious Malik but also Desmond is so sweet he can’t be mad for long. Also altair finally calming down and stop simping over a ghost! Wait! Malik finding out that desmond was haunting the bureau and either asking for the stuff back or an explanation. Desmond having puppy eyes that break Malik like Kadar used to

From @thedragonqueen1998

@zero-saito god yes, Desmonds puppy eyes are lethal! And he feels so guilty cause his hoard didnt travel with him. And he cant help stealing more to build another. He's like a dragon, gotta hoard everything!

From @zero-saito

@thedragonqueen1998 he has to steal things from altair and Malik the old fashioned way but he might still be able to steal from ezio and Connor the usual way. He will miss his family mementos after all

From @thedragonqueen1998

@zero-saito oh, didnt think about him keeping his Bleeds. :O i cant really think of anything else to add though XD im out of ideas here.

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I got you, guys XD

Desmond wasn’t sure how Altaïr had done it and Altaïr himself was still studying it but his reasoning for studying it was more on the side of making sure Desmond stayed anchored to him. Desmond was sure that there was no way for him to return to his time, not when Altaïr had taken him just as he was about to die, his last memory the sound of his own voice telling him in a robotic sounding tone that the Solar Flare has passed and that it was dispersing the remaining 10% of the shield.

Desmond didn’t know if dispersing the shield was even a good thing but he had fate in the Assassins (his friends) that they would figure something out if it didn’t.

Oh, and about Juno too.

But Desmond was going to ask Altaïr’s help on that front too once he was satisfied that Desmond wouldn’t be thrown out of his time at all.

Honestly…

Desmond was sure that only Ezio and Ratonhnhaké:ton would be able to do that anyway since it was highly possible the ones he could connect with were the only ones who could use the Apple that way.

Between the two, Ratonhnhaké:ton wouldn’t even know it was an option because he would throw the Apple into the sea as soon as he received it, knowing the danger that it possessed.

Ezio wouldn’t even think about asking the Apple such things. He had always been wary of the Apple’s power and it took Machiavelli pushing him for weeks for him to even ask the Apple where Cesare was. So… yeah, Ezio was highly unlikely.

And…

Even if they do…

Desmond was sure he and Altaïr would end up trying to contact one another to find a way to bring Desmond back.

It would be nice to see Ezio or Ratonhnhaké:ton. To be able to talk to them and to tell them everything but…

Desmond wanted to stay in this time.

He wanted to stay with Altaïr.

So the moment he saw their backs as another Bleeding Episode hit him, he gave them a letter that explained his situation.

Desmond couldn’t believe he didn’t think of it before.

Not like there were any papers lying around that Desmond could use in any of the hideouts he’d been. They mostly kept everything in their laptops, computers and other gadgets. Any paper lying around would be important that Desmond couldn’t take or part of Shaun’s corkboard which he also couldn’t take unless he wanted Shaun to start slapping his hand like a mother batting her child’s hand before the child could take a cookie.

Here in Masyaf though…

Malik was okay giving him as many pieces of paper as he wished.

He knew Malik was still wary of him and Desmond wasn’t surprised.

Hell.

He’d be more surprised if Malik wasn’t wary of him at all.

Still, Desmond was pretty sure that he was slowly whittling Malik’s suspicion of him since he had been more than forthcoming about everything.

Also…

Malik did see the small treasure hoard that Altaïr’s (and Desmond’s) room had in the corner, filled with a lot of strange items that Desmond was more than happy to explain to Malik.

He would forever miss his hoard back in the 21st century but it was fine. He knew the others wouldn’t mind helping Desmond have a new one.

He… was still not sure if he should laugh or be offended that Malik had thought he was an Isu.

But that was fine.

Masyaf…

This place…

This time…

It was peaceful.

And he knew the pitfalls that would come.

Desmond was confident that Altaïr and Malik would listen to him once he explained it all.

But for now…

He just wants to relax for a bit.

And let himself be consumed by the peace and happiness he felt.

[rndmmarston]

Doc Holliday X Reader

A/N-This is my First ever post on here and my first ever time writing stuff like this, so sorry if its not that great. <3

Warnings- None

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It was a Regular night at the oriental, cowboys drinking, working girls doing there thing, and lots a gambling. I was at the faro table filling up drinks for the Earp’s and for Doc. I don’t know what it is between me and Doc,we’ve known each other for years but we aren’t together but we have some sort of weird relationship. My thoughts were interrupted by the Earp’s and Doc coming back to the table, “Thanks Y/N” Wyatt said sitting down at the table. I stood beside Doc as we watch the Card games take place.

Three Guys with Red sash’s walk into the Oriental looking to cause trouble, they walked up to table, one of them wearing a bright red shirt snatch’s the dollar bill out of Wyatt’s hand “Wyatt Earp huh, Heard about you” I then took a few step’s to get behind Doc just in case something happen, “Listen here now Mr Kansas Law dog Law dont go round here” said the third one. “Im retired” Wyatt said trying not to cause any Trouble “Good, Thats Real good” The one in the Bright red said while placing down chips, the Third then got real close to Wyatt “ Yeah, thats good, Mr. Law Dog, ‘cause law don’t go around here” “Yeah i heard you heard the first time, Winner to the King Five Hundred Dollars” I started to feel a little tense, I never like the Cowboys they always kinda scared me “ Shut up Ike” “You Must be Doc Holliday” I felt yourself get even more tense, “ Thats the Rumor” Doc said coughing a little bit “You retired too?” “Not me im in my Prime” Doc said strongly “Yeah, you look it” “ and You Must Ringo, Look darling Johnny Ringo” He said pointing at Ringo while looking at me, My heart starts to beat out of my chest “ The deadliest pistoleer since Wild Bill they say, what do you think darling should I hate him?” He said asking me “You don’t even know him” I said trying to act Calm that he called me ‘Darling’ “Yes, but theres just something about him, something around the eye’s I don’t know Reminds me of…Me, No im sure of it I hate him” he said before drinking “He’s drunk” Wyatt said to Ringo trying to keep it Calm and not break out a fight, “In vino Veritas” Doc said in some different Language “Age quod agis” I started to get more Scared of what was gonna happen next I took a few more steps behind Doc to get closer to the Earp’s, Doc and Ringo said more stuff in Latin I think, then Marshall Fred white stepped in “ Come on boys we Don’t want no trouble in here. Not in any Language” I look down to see Wyatt cocking a Gun under the Table, “Thats Latin Darlin’, Evidently Mr. Ringo an educated man, Now I really hate him” Ringo then pulls his gun at Doc making me Jump a little but Doc stood there like a statue, Ringo then Started teasing him by putting his gun down then pointing it back at him, Ringo them started to spin his gun around in the air, the bar started to yell and clap, he then holstered his gun and the bar got quiet waiting to see what Doc would do back at Ringo, Doc drank the rest of his Drink out of his cup before he started to spin it Around like a Gun Mocking Ringo, he then was done, the Bar clapped and laughed, All Ringo did was smile and walk away with the other 2 Cowboys over to the bar. “Hey Doc” I asked while Walking out of The Oriental back to the Hotel “Yes darlin’?” There was a little pause, “What are we?” I asked “well” theres was another pause, our faces got a little closer, he then pressed his soft lips against mine, I was shocked but then started to kiss him back, It almost felt like I had sparkss in my Body, I put my hands around his Neck as he put his around my waist, I wish that kiss would have lasted for ever but we pulled apart breathless, “Does that answer your Question darlin’?” He asked with a smirk on his face “ I think it does” I said smiling at him. __________________________________________ A/N- Sorry if that wasn’t the best, like a said it is my first time, if you have any Requests i would happily (Attempt) to Do them! <GIF is Not mine>

[kingmagnificoofrosas]

Talking to people who worked on the movie, your assertion that Magnifico was once a prince is wrong. The tapestry shows their lives working as farmers. Theres even a panel showing tiny Magnifico working alongside his father among an orchard. You say only nobility had tapestries but that’s also not true. Only nobility COMMISSIONED tapestries. Peasants made them for themselves. That’s why the castle is so far in the background. Because they’re not part of it. (also ‘greedy thieves’ couldn’t invade a castle made of stone)

Oh yippie! Look what we have here!

How I love it, when I get accused of saying something I actually never did! Or claimed! So first things first.

Anon over there referred to a little convo I had with somebody on Insta, below that (young Magnifico/Prince) post. I explained that this isn't a canon fact but my headcanon!! Yet, they still found the time to misinterpret my comment and then annoy me with it as if I'm committing a crime by posting my headcanons on my social media accounts!

Normally I would ignore and delete such a message, but I cannot help but show off my inner geek now. Anon wants to be so smart, yes? Knowing so much better and the aim of this message is to - what? Make me feel bad? Hurt me? Insult me? .... Hmmm no!

So they talked to people who worked on the movie? Guess what? I couldn't care less.

Look. If someone wants to "correct" me on something, they should make sure that their claim is valid. If it is, and I do make mistakes too, and I see someone is in the right, I'm the last person to then say "no, but I'm right!" I can admit mistakes or faults if I made some. However, if I'm being accused of saying something I didn't, and then am challanged for something I clearly stated as a headcanon ... that's like running around and bashing people for their OC-ships. Do they also go and attack AshaxStar shippers? Being like "Ehmememe, starwasn'tahumanandtherewasnoromanceplannedforashaandstar-memememe"

Do I go around and bash on Amaya-simps and shippers just because I can't stand her guts? NO! I leave them alone! I don't agree with them and I don't care as long as they leave me alone.

They key of communication always lays in the way the sentences are formed!

A simple "Hi, I saw this post of yours where you call Magnifico a prince. But I found that this isn't a canon fact." Would have been enough.

Then, they could have followed up by saying something nice, despite not agreeing with my headcanons. Not straight up coming at me with "You are wrong!" Followed by a pharagraph of facts that aren't even "facts"! There are so many ways to start a message the nice way. But a message such as the one I got will only make me uncomfortable, make me feel attacked and cause me to block and delete it.

But, again, this challanged my nerd side so ...lets analize the woven tapestry closer then!

Starting in the top left corner, we have a sunflower field on a high hill. Right next to it, the palace. Then we see a few houses. The first house shows a couple.

The second shows a mother with her toddler, followed by the third house and a man, two slightly older children, a couple and their toddler, a woman wearing a poncho/scarf and a toddler, a brown cow and two running children.

Hmm, no working people so far.

Then to our right, we have a forest or a apple tree plantation. Not entirely clear. And yet again, we see a woman with a toddler. Back to the left, horsies! Happy horsies and a foal.

And lastly, we have the biggest part, young Magnifico and his parents. Magnifico is elevated here, indicating he's of importance nr 1. Nr. 2 his clothes are slightly different! He has a blue sash/belt and a golden trim on his garnment.

Nr 3. He and his parents are right below the castle. No where else do we see them a second time.

Also, the very first thing we see appear right next to Magnifico at the beginning, is this :

A zoom-in of the palace and the lands in front of it. No people here this time, just Magnifico right next to it. (Not included here, cause I cropped the screenshot) Not to mention, that the sun looks very similar to the star attached to his belt!

All of this doesn't prove 100% that he's a prince yet but it makes it highly likely. I mean, if the castle isn't important, why show it? Why not show fields and regular houses only? But the castle is there. And as far as I know, the producers hardly said "anything" about Magnifico's past, other than that it's very tragic!

Even if one or more of those who worked on the movie claimed that Mags wasn't born royal, I wouldn't care! My headcanons are mine. And I'll keep them.

Moving on to the next claim. I'm not an expert in history but I'd consider myself nerdy enough to at least google a fact or two before I make a statement or I just mention that I'm not too sure! Now, what exactly does history say about woven tapestry then? Was it common for peasants to have them? Let's see!

Before the mediaval ages, woven tapestry has been a widely spread form of art. It was found in many countries. The egyptians and the incas burried their dead in woven tapestry. Later the greek followed, having the walls of very important civil buildings covered with it. But it was only through the french mediaval weavers, that the things became truly popular.

Going back to what anon accused me of claiming. No, I never said "only royals" had woven tapestry. What I said in that one comment was, I quote : "as far as I know-" (mostly royals and important people got portrayed on tapestry, exceptions being scenes of historic events or made up stories for "art sake") I hadn't done an in depth research at this point because I didn't think I needed it, since ... pff I didn't even consider someone getting offended by a headcanon of mine that literally does no harm!

Anyway!

In the 13th and 14th centuries, the churches recognized the value of woven tapestry and used it to display scenes from the bible. After the 100 years war, woven tapestry became a status symbol among aristocracy. They didn't only look nice, they were also a very practical solution, providing insulation in the castle walls, covers for openings or being a source for privacy around the beds.

Kings and nobels ( knights for example) took them with them on travels for comfort and prestige.

By the 15th century, woven tapestry became similar to paintings. Often certain scenes were portrayed : myths, legends, cartoons or copies of existing art pieces. By 1663 a factory was founded, employing more than 800 weavers to create tapestry for the royal court.

By the 1800s woven tapestry had become very expensive. And even before that, it is to be assumed that royals and nobility paid a great deal for a woven tapestry, making weavers more than poor farmers. Actually the more skilled an artist was and the more important their work was for the "rich" people and the society in general, the better off they were. Many craftsmen were considered "middle class".

That was a lot of info dumping here, huh? But pretty interesting, no?

So what else made me lean into my headcanon? Magnifico's very own words! He called the land "our lands." Now, regular peasants didn't "own" any land, let alone the plural! "Lands" They were lucky to have a roof above their heads. Farmers did own a small part of land, which was basically the fields they grew food and wine. But Magnifico specifically spoke of the lands he and his parents owned. And who owned lands? Aristocrats. Royalty.

So, still not a 100%, but for me this is enough to sustain my headcanon. Either you like it or you don't. Either you agree with me or you don't. If you don't, you ignore me and my headcanons and move along! Coming at me and accusing me of spreading false information won't get anyone anything but getting blocked and or reported by me 🤷🏻‍♀️ and no, I do not feel caught, cause I didn't do anything wrong.

Furthermore, the castle being in the background literally is 0 proof that it isn't Magnifico's former home! That is like saying, the big fancy house in the back doesn't belong to the knight because he is shown riding his horse in the fields! So my claims are "wrong" but theirs are valid?

The last argument made me laugh. For real. "Greedy thieves cannot invade a castle because it's made of stone." Oh really? Do I have to enroll several cases during history, how and where exactly castles and fortesses were invaded?

Let me give a few methods used to invade castles!

Fire

Battering Rams

Ladders

Catapults

Mining

Siege

There are hundreds of historical records of such events!

If "greedy thieves" were able to destroy and murder a whole land and it's community, we are not talking about some itty bitty poor criminals roaming the streets stealing food and other things. We are talking armed, barbarians, who throughly planned their attack. And guess what the main reason for attacks and invations were.

Greed.

Just because someone was of higher status and sat in a castle, didn't save their head. Many were killed despite being royal. Many castles and fortesses were destroyed or invaded over the course of time. Wars got held because of "castles". And it didn't matter if they were made of stone. What do you think happens to a stone wall that is bombaded by canons?

Anyways, be nice and I will return kindness, be rude and I will block you and delete your messages. No rocket science.

Never the less, I had fun breaking this down and blabber about history a little 😆

[tenaciouschronicler]

September 26 2024 2009

WV has quite the collection of cans to choose from. If only there was a can opener. Too bad all they have is "an old rusted one of those red mailbox arm-swing flappy doodads".

At least WV is strapped.

Again, WV does not know what an imp is nor heard of one so SBURB is also not a concept where they are.

But that doesnt matter when you are the mayor of CAN TOWN!!

Great things about Mayors (according to WV):

orderly, civil democracy

mannerly and reasonable

based on mutual respect between the leader and its people

totally amazing and heroic and brave

above all NOTHING like bossy, petty, tyrant KINGS

Exploring west theres an odd assortment of things: crayons chalk, motor oil, firefly in amber, and Uranium... which WV promptly eats. The same goes for the green shades of chalk, WV really likes green and I cant tell if its because they associate it with plants=edible or if they are just Like That and eat their favorite color. There is also another storage locker but true to its name its locked.

In any case, time for INFRASTRUCTURE and WESTWARD EXPANSION.

Im sensing from the usage of motor oil to fill those blank spaces that we might get some thinly veiled lore dumps soon in the only way WV can, which is to say vaugely and colored by their views.

Some other bits of note:

When speaking of kings the crown on WVs head is similar in shape to that of a chess king

In the checkerboard pattern white is for Residential and black is for Commercial, dont know the logic behind this

WV has normal bodily functions (when hydrated)

WV calls the oil unpleasant which I find funny since Imps are made of oil and so far ARE unpeasant

WVs mayoral sash is now appropiately labeled as such

[the-firebird69]

We're beginning a series of raids and we are filing charges on idiots here. Theres far too many comments and evidence of foul play against our son and you're trying to hit us all the time can't stand you anymore. Interference for others and they just let you sit here and we're not going to.

-and we're going to do it to you bja whether you glad like a little kid or not you've earned it. you get what we're saying right. Good.

Now we're beginning to do those raids and globally and we're doing it here too. And he said your reactions are always the same very lame which is great we're going to use it against you. Right now Florida is evacuating for one reason or the other and they don't come back they say you're not so you are you just want to sit here and waste away and do nothing so we are going to get rid of you and that's how it is however yesterday 5% evacuated still leaving 25% of the population of Florida as warlock today we're estimating approximately 8 to 10% will evacuate and 2% are up that will leave you with probably 15% and when they evacuate they leave an area all at once and I believe it's safer and it usually is and we are going to take those territories and people are going smaller and smaller and here they're becoming smaller by evacuation. The pseudo empire is evacuating and we looked at purchasing companies versus taking them over and we understand that you need money but we're taking the companies over regardless because we don't feel like paying you you're too onrey and mean you don't do anything for it and you just sit there and threatening no matter what you're a vegetable. I said I don't know why we pay you money for these companies when we don't have to they start shouting this is how it is I am the stocks and they don't oh oh I see this is good I can sell this game so he goes into the incinerator and the other guys get the stocks and then they do and that's how I'm going to take it over and your clan will have no money and nothing else on top of it. No he's been aware of it for a day and that's what we're going to do and we're going to start pushing for it and ours will see it too aid or a bet terrorist and by giving him money we're not only giving the money but we're egging them on and no Marie Doyle we do understand what you're saying but you're just a stupid weekling. Our son says you burn the bridge a long time ago now the bridge is gone and you're sitting there saying it isn't that's your deal what you did here is despicable and you do it over and over every day who the f*** are you to say you dumb f***. And people come by and to kill you over and over cuz you never say the right things you just continue The grudge you're f****** stupid you're going to die again I don't feel bad for you you're not part of anything that I'm doing except for the negative side get the f*** out of here or you're dead away he says that the Sarah she's melting off right away like what he says doesn't matter and it does cuz we're going to go after her any idiot make them pay people imitate us and they do the job and you can get beat up too for your mouth so they go after her clothes all over the world and beat them up for their sashing shit. We are now beginning massive raids and others are too and cover of course I was a very big and we need the stuff we need people to stop fooling around and get out of the way or we're just going to take it and we all think that way and right now I'm fed up with this pile of s*** that Trump's I don't want to see your stupid face ever again it's all over the news he thinks he can run and then you're a new articles are completely lies people hate you and we don't want that all the time you're a piece of s*** it's so wrong it's not even writing anyway and we're going to nail it shut right now the more like are suffering more losses. All over the world they're getting called out people hate corky he's a huge f****** f** that guy says some wrong things no matter what it's really horrible this guy Trump says the wrong things on purpose and he gets beaten to death they do it in the squares in the public squares and say you shut up or this is you and you leave their body out there sometimes it works and sometimes it's bad for us and get ready for either one they just want to get rid of you cuz you keep your thieves and your idiots your cover for us we're going to conduct raids before you're gone and blame you Trump's

Thor Freya

Olympus

Zues Hera you can't get me or forces you're a weakling Trump you're not coming years because you can't

[inthewild-flowers]

Surprise, Gertie: We've Unionized (subheading) In More Ways Than One

“Worms,” Martin muttered under his breath, “Why does it always have to be bloody worms? I hate worms.”

“It’s probably just a parasite,” Jon said.

Martin shot him a look. “That was not a parasite. We barely made it out unharmed!”

“An unusually aggressive parasite.”

“You are unbelievable.”

Channeling their inner Tim, Jon fluttered their eyelashes at Martin. “Am I?”

Martin’s face flashed through about five different emotions in a matter of seconds, before settling into flushed annoyance. “I don’t know why I talk to you.”

“If you two don’t shut up in the next five seconds,” Sasha said from the front seat, “you’re going to wish the worms had killed you. How does this email to Gertrude sound?”

“Can’t read it while I’m driving, Sash,” Tim said.

“I was asking them, not you.”

“And leaving me out?” Tim spared a moment to make puppy eyes in Sasha’s direction before looking back at the road.

“You’re so needy,” was Sasha’s deeply affectionate response. “I’ll read it out loud.”

“Thank you.”

Sasha cleared their throat. “‘Gertrude–’”

“That should say Gertie.”

“Fuck off, Tim.” Sasha cleared their throat again and, with as much drama as they could muster, read out the email. “‘Gertrude, we talked to Mr Davies; he’s had no other encounters in the past few weeks. Went and investigated the scene, nearly got eaten by evil worms. Most likely Jane Prentiss still doing her thing. Unfortunately we couldn’t find Prentiss herself. Send Mr. Davies some fire extinguishers in case of another incident. It’s not likely, but possible.’ What do we think, team?”

“You should call her Gertie.”

“She’d never talk to us again.”

“Ask her to get us more extinguishers.”

“Thank you for the helpful input, Martin.”

“You’re welcome, Sasha.”

“Anything to add, Jon?”

Jon crossed his arms. “You could be more professional.”

“I think by not calling her Gertie I’m being perfectly professional.”

“‘Most likely Jane Prentiss still doing her thing’ isn’t very professional.”

“So what I’m hearing is, ‘You’re doing great, Sash, hit send!’”

Jon sighed. “Yes.”

“Perfect.” Sasha signed the email and their phone made a little whooshing noise as they sent it off. “I think I forgot to delete ‘sent from my iphone.’”

wrote a fic for @seasons-in-the-archives ! theres also some wonderful art by @lucky-numberme that goes with it!! gonna rb with a link to both the fic and the art <3

[coconurt]

Marcanne Week Day 6: Long-Distance/ Promise

Heyo! I missed yesterday's, but I'm back!

Have a slice of life Marcanne chatfic that ran way longer than I intended it to! (First time writing a chatfic, hope it turned out ok)

Tagging @a-wild-potato and @purple-autism-turtle

~~~

September 4th

11:17

Marmar: Hey Anne! Check out my new haircut!

Marmar: newcut.jpg

Marbles: My sister did the undercut for me

Frog girl: :0

Frog girl: MARCE IT LOOKS SO GOOD

Frog girl: wait when did u get that piercing

Marbles: Which one? :3

Frog girl: are

Frog girl: are you flirting with me

Marbles: Am I?

Frog girl: …

~

September 17th

17:02

Marbles: WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE SO COLD IN CONNECTICUT

Marbles: I MISS LA

Frog girl: why don’t you just put a sweater on /hj

Marbles: I have three sweaters on, miss smarty-pants

Marbles: I’m still cold

Marbles: It’s only September, what am I going to do in January?

Frog girl: put on another sweater

~

September 30th

21:47

Frog girl: have u talked to ur parents yet

Marbles: No, not yet

Marbles: Still trying to decide how to bring it up

Frog girl: ok

~

October 10th

01:22

Frog girl: guess what :)

Marbles: What?

Frog girl: I GOT A 98 ON MY BIOLOGY TEST!!

Marbles: AAAAAAAAAAA

Marbles: Anne that’s great news!!!

Marbles: I knew you could do it!

Frog girl: thanks again for helping me study

Frog girl: i hated to bother u, but i probably couldn’t have done it without u

Marbles: 🥺

Marbles: Anne you never bother me

Marbles: It’s not like studying with you over video chat is some big ordeal anyway

Frog girl: still i just…

Frog girl: i appreciate it

Marbles: 💚

Frog girl: 💙

~

October 15th

08:35

Marbles: Miss you Anna-banana

Frog girl: miss u too marbles

08:47

Frog girl: promise me you’ll come home for winter break?

Marbles: Promise

~

October 21st

15:02

Marbles: Look at this thing Sasha sent me

Marbles: https://www.tumblr.com/iguanamouth/160457891587

Frog girl: LMAO

~

October 31st

10:58

Frog girl: domino finally let me get her into her halloween costume!

Frog girl: costume.jpg

Marbles: OMG SHE’S SO CUTEEE

Marbles: I miss Domino

Marbles: Give her a pet for me

Frog girl: will do

~

November 4th

18:23

Marbles: THEY SAID YES!!!

Marbles: I’M COMING BACK TO LA FOR WINTER BREAK!!!

Frog girl: :DDD

Frog girl: MARCY THAT’S GREAT!!

Marbles: I’m so excited, I’m going to get to see you and Sash again!

Frog girl: I KNOW

Frog girl: although to be fair, you did see us last weekend

Marbles: That was video chat

Marbles: It’s not the same and you know it :(

Frog girl: yeah i know :(

18:41

Frog girl: hey, how did you get your parents to agree

Marbles: I promised them I’d be home two days before classes start, I’d Skype with them every day, and that I wouldn’t slack off on writing admissions essays

Frog girl: oh ok

Frog girl: that’s great but…

Frog girl: i thought you weren’t applying…?

Marbles: Um

Marbles: I may not have told them yet

Frog girl: oh

Frog girl: that’s ok marce

Frog girl: theres no rush

Marbles: Thanks

~

November 8th

02:26

Marbles: Anne

Marbles: Anne are you up

02:31

Frog girl: yeah i’m up

Frog girl: are u ok?

Marbles: Um

Marbles: No

Marbles: I’m really sorry to bother you but

Frog girl: marcy please dont ever worry about that

Frog girl: i’m always here for you ok?

Frog girl: was it a nightmare?

Marbles: Yeah

Frog girl: do you want to talk about it?

02:39

Marbles: It was so awful

Marbles: I’m so scared right now Anne

Frog girl: hey it’s ok

Frog girl: you’re gonna be ok

Frog girl: can i call you?

Frog girl: would that make it easier?

Marbles: Yeah

Marbles: I think so

~

December 5th

16:45

Marbles: It’s official!

Marbles: I just bought the plane ticket! I’m coming back to LA in two weeks!!

Frog girl: YAYYY!!!

Frog girl: I LITERALLY CANT WAIT!!

Marbles: I KNOW

Frog girl: im gonna hug you so damn hard

Marbles: And I’m gonna hug you right back

Frog girl: 💙

Marbles: 💚

16:56

Marbles: It was really cool of your parents to let me stay with you guys

Frog girl: pfft, come on marce, they LOVE you

Frog girl: they’re just as excited to see you as i am

Marbles: Aww 🥺🥺

Marbles: Thanks Anne

~

December 11th

12:37

Frog girl: MARCY LOOK

Frog girl: T H E B E A N S

Frog girl: dominobeans.jpg

Marbles: AWWWWWWW

~

December 18th

19:52

Marbles: DAMN IT

Marbles: I CAN’T FIND MY CHARGER

Marbles: I’m literally leaving tomorrow and I can’t find it anywhere

Frog girl: did u look under your pillow

Marbles: I think so

Marbles: It wasn’t there

Marbles: Anne I'm freaking out, what am I going to do?

20:04

Marbles: Nevermind I found it

Frog girl: was it under your pillow

Marbles: …

Marbles: No comment

~

December 19th

05:13

Frog girl: TODAYS THE DAY!!!

Marbles: TODAY’S THE DAY!!!

06:25

Marbles: I’m gonna get to see you face to face today!

Frog girl: I’m gonna get to see YOU face to face today!

Marbles: EEEEEEEEE

Frog girl: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

07:36

Marbles: I’m at the airport!

09:01

Marbles: Getting on the plane in a few minutes!

Frog girl: have a great flight marmar!

Marbles: Thanks!!

02:17

Marbles: Landed!

Frog girl: we’re at the gate! You can’t miss us!

02:25

Marbles: I SEE YOU!!!

~

December 20th

09:26

Frog girl: glad ur back marmar :)

Marbles: ???

Marbles: I’m sitting right next to you?

Frog girl: i know <3

Marbles: Well why don’t you say it to my face

Frog girl: oh i will

Bonus: they kissed <3

[rillette]

dnd dnd dnd dnd

so today we did a christmas oneshot because its holiday time and im not sure we can play next week cus sash is gonna be not in town anddd we brought in a new cast for this we got constantine a very murdery technically ghost barbarian played by me, naidana a pretty british bard played by mads, and wasp hornet big man played by sash (wasp hornet big man is a returning character he was the first dnd character sash ever played) this oneshot takes place some years before the current events of all that stuff

so we get a bounty from these two ladies and theyre like "hey theres a false midwinter ghoul who is stealing presents instead of leaving them they were last seen at this bar" so the crew heads to the bar and in the bar two people are preforming but we ignore them and go over to the bar and talk to drygan !!!!! it is her first day here she is so scared and it is not helped by constantines intense glare that he does at everyone. naidana asks where the owners are and drygan points to the two people preforming and one of them is very clearly eivas without the blue streak. the other is some dude with red eyes. naidana uses a message spell to contact the red eye dude without disturbing their piano playing (eivas is singing btw and red eye dude is playing piano) and they wrap that up and eivas keeps doing his thing but red eye dude comes down introduces himself as LUCIFER FUCKING MORNINGSTAR and gives us some info then is like "well eivas would know more wait for him" and then eivas finishes up comes over and oh my god pre-tci/theriot/whatever the fuck happened eivas is such a rich boy bitch he is like "i couldnt help but notice you were staring at me" and "oh id hoped you had an actually interesting reason to talk to me" and he calls us filthy at one point and constantine comes very close to killing him. but he doesnt. eivas tells us false midwinter ghoul was last seen in the woods so we go to the woods and fight some spiders and then we find a cabin and outside the cabin is a present for constantine he opens it its a ps5 and also some cheese for wasp hornet big man then we go inside and boat guys there and BOAT GUY IS THE FALSE MIDWINTER GHOUL so everyone stops constantine from killing him and instead turn him in to the sheriff also naidana got a flute cleaning kit from inside the cabin at one point

help i forgot it was friday today, finals week got me fucked up!! omg christmas special. i cant believe eivas's blue streak isn't real 🥀 laughing at the fantasy ps5

[whywasdumbbitchjuicealreadytaken]

The Ballad Of [Y/N] Berry

(Bad guy sanses x female!reader)

Ooooohhh~

Down on your knees before the queen~

You walk down the halls, clinging onto your boyfriend's- G sans's- arm as your "friends" followed not to far from you

Ooooohhh~

Down on your knees before the queen~

The bad guys had gone to [Universe] to check out a shape-able glitch. Since she hadn't been in any other universes, all she needed was a little shove to set her on the right path...

"[Y/N] Berry was a popular bitch. Hot bod, hot boy, cheer captain, plus she was rich~" Nightmare was reading what he knew about the glitch off to the bad sanses

That girl had everything, till hiccup and hitched; Julie Jenkins lost a leg in a crash (Am-pu-ta-ted)

Horror, raspberry, and dust were the first to observe you. Killer was supposed to be here but he was was still healing up after the initial crash that he had caused. Raspberry's eyes examined your body, he elbowed dust and pointed you out to him. He didn't bother with horror, seeing as he was already staring..

The nominations for prom royalty came,

You smirked to yourself, you knew you were going to win just like every other year

Our [Y/N]'s senior year, and queen was her claim...

You felt someone tap your shoulders. You spun around to see, it was fell and cross from your biology class. "don't worry sweetheart we'll vote for ya." Fell wink, cross energetically nadded as an agreement and the two walked away. "Uh.. thanks i guess?" You muttered.

Till gossip stirred, the student body would name Julie Jenkins, queen of prom. (Pi-ty-Vote)

You blinked in shock as you saw the votes and what people were saying. An arm around your waist pulled you into a taller figure

"[Y/N]," G sans said "Life is like a prom, i know you wont disappoint me and mom..?".

With that, he walked away. Your mother died in an accident when you were 6 and whenever you fail, you always felt as if you were disappointing her..

"You taste the silver [Y/N]? You taste the crown?" Your desk neighbor, Bill, asked you. You simply ignored him. You heard someone tap you desk and you look up to see Alisans(alistor sans..?)

"You thirst for blood from the roses in hand." He told you. You stood up. "May i be excused??". The teacher nodded and you left the class.

You spoil for stash and scepter, music to dance, as they crown you queen of highschool land~

CHECK [Y/N]

CHOOSE [Y/N]

VOTE, FOR [Y/N] BERRY

Your eyes widened to see red X's on your vote for [Y/N] posters

CHECK [Y/N]

CHOOSE [Y/N]

VOTE FOR [Y/N] BERRY

You reported it to the principal then went about your day. Everything was normal until..

So obsessed our [Y/N] near lost her mind. To life Un-prom related, [Y/N] was blind.

Prom was getting to you. The pressure you were getting from G sans, your friends, and the constant feeling of someone watching you was driving you insane. Was worse, is it seems G was paying more attention to Julie then you..

She shoved her squad, her clique and boyfriend behind, Still one-leg Julie held to the lead. (Poor, poor Julie)

You sighed and ran your hand through your hair.

Soon [Y/N]'s sanity was hung by a thread, Her B.F.F.'s proclaimed her socially dead.

Your eyes narrowed 'fine. I don't need them!' You huffed and sat in your seat next to cross in chemistry. Atleast you still had G. You saw your boyfriend looking at you. You smile at G, but it quickly faltered when he turned away and began talking to Julie. You felt your phone buzz

Till then, at last, her boyfriend texted and said: "I'm taking Julie to the senior Prom." (Love, love Julie)

Your heart dropped and you decided to confront him after class. "G," you said calmly "what the hell? Why are you taking julie??".

"[Y/N]" G said "why be so calm, theres just no future for a Princess of prom."

You sat at home, on the evening of prom, shakily putting on your eyeliner and black lipstick/ lip gloss. You tried to hold your smiled but you couldn't keep a smiled and hold back tears at the same time..

You taste the Silver [Y/N]! You taste the crown.

You watch as your tears, accompanied by long black tears slowly fell down your face

You thirst for blood from the roses in handYou spoil for sash and scepter, music to dance, As they crown you Queen of High School Land.

You're smile faltered and you realize what must be done in order to be queen. You put on your blue flowy dress, it was off shoulder and had a slit in the left side.

Ooooh~

You walked downstairs and opened the front door to see Alisans, he handed you a hammer and kissed your hand then caressed your cheek. He handed you a rose and took you to G'S house.

Down on your knees before the queen~

You arrived at G's house found him walking towards his car, her ran up behind him and smashed a hole in the back if his skull.

Ooooooh~

You mercilessly stomped his head in and watched him turn to dust. But you weren't done.

Get on your knees before the queen~

You walked in front of the school and felt a hand grab your own. You looked up to see Bill, he winked and you smiled. He handed you a white rose and led you inside.

"$0m£ g!r|$ @r€ r@t!0^@| bUt [Y/N] ₩@$ ^0t"[translation: some gurks are rational, but [Y/N] was not]

Error told Nightmare with a smirk as the two watched. You had gone inside the bathroom.

She stared in mirrors thinking one single thought: There's seven reasons this crown's not good as got. And so the night of Prom, mercy! Thus went her plot;

Bill had gave you rat poisoning, you dumped it in one of your "friend's" punch, her blood had gotten on your rose.

"P" is for Patricia, drinking poisoned punch

Fell had came up next to you and snaked an arm around your waist. He took you outside and gave you a rock, while you were scanning the area you spotted Raquel.

"R" is for Raquel, dashed on a rock (crunch)

Fell handed you a blood cover rose. Cross grabbed your hand and brought you out back. Anne was busy getting high. You picked up a nearby brick and bashed her brains in.

"O" is what Anne said when Sara bludgeoned her brains

Cross kissed your cheek and handed you a blood rose like fell did. You went back inside where horror greeted you. You both went to a classroom, where you found Marianna. Horror showed you how to chop her up just right

And "M" is Marianna's marinated remains.

Horror pulled you into himself. He wrapped one arm around your waist and the other rested on your lower back. He swayed side to side in a sort of dancing motion. You smiled and rested your head on his shoulder with your hands on his chest.

But!But!

Dust cleared his throat. Horror scoffed and stopped swaying, he handed you a blood covered rose and winked at you. You went over to dust and held his arm. He led you to the school pool you spotted another friend and you made you work quick.

"Q" is for Quiara, quiet, drowned in the pool.

Dust gave you a bloody rose and took you to the kitched. In there, you helped raspberry chop up the body of Eunice.

"U" is for Eunice's pieces spread round the school

Raspberry gave you a rose and you left to find Julie..

But "E's" are for the easy way in five minutes tops. A one-legg'd girl can bring an "N" for end by calling the cops.(what a bitch)

You got your silver [Y/N], you got your crown

Nightmare placed a crown on your head

You got their blood on your roses in hand

Error gave you the roses using his strings

You donned the sash and scepter, doing a dance,

The bad sanses all took turns dancing with you on stage

As you crowned you Queen of High School Land!

You watched them leave with a smile on your face, this is all you've ever wanted. This is all you could of ever hoped.

Woah-oh-oh-oh, Oh, Oh!

God save the Queen...

Down on your knees before the Queen.

God save the Queen.

After about 30 minutes, you see flashing blue and red lights outside. You walk out, ready to accept your fate.

Woah-oh-oh-oh, Oh, Oh!

The Queen of High School Land.

Down on your knees before the Queen.

The Queen of High School Land.

They wrapped your wrists in silver, they took your crown

Your eyes widened as you watched them put the crown into an evidence bag "WAIT NO! STOP!" You cried as your dreams began to be taken away from you.

As they washed your bloody fingers and hands.

You weren't ready to go, you bit and scratched to the people who tried to wash you. They ended sedating you.

Into a tight straitjacket, small padded cell, As you screamed, 

"I'm the queen of highschool land!!" You screeched and ran into the door repeatedly. The doctors came back in and sedated you again. The next thing you knew, you were in the arms of nightmare

At least in your head, you're Queen of High School Land.....

It had been several years, but you found julie. The boys[and Sunny] have been very affectionate and protective of you, Even error! Yeah I'll let that soak in.

Pity the dead! You're Queen of High School Land.

You began walking through the halls every sans you'd pass would sinister-ly grin.

CHECK [Y/N]

CHOOSE [Y/N]

VOTE FOR [Y/N] BERRY

Everyone gathered in the throne room as you approached it, you were dragging a crying,screaming,pleading, and begging Julie behind you by her hair.

CHECK [Y/N]

CHOOSE [Y/N]

VOTE FOR [Y/N] BERRY

You walked in and error shut the doors. A series of screams,applause,and laughter were heard from the throne room not long after.

[exhaustedarts]

Spreading Like Poison Ch.2

Ch. 1  Ch. 3  Ch. 4

Virgil and Janus have been dating for over a year now, and the fans were demanding a Q&A after it finally was announced. 

Janus had gotten a spot near the beanbag chair, which was opposite of Virgil. There was one question for the ‘Anxceit ship,’ as the fanders called it. It was directed at Virgil.

Thomas asked, “Is Deceit a shitty boyfriend to have?” He looked up at Virgil, surprised.

Janus had stood there in shock, his mouth gaping open. The others were put off by it too, but Virgil didn’t skip a beat. 

“I mean, I wouldnt say shitty, but he isn't a great one, either… He lies duh, he'siterally the personification of deception, but he also doesn't listen to me.  I make a point, he doesnt like it. I don't really get why he always contradicts me, though. Its kind of.. Well, illogical. And I know logic isn’t his forte, so..”

Janus sputtered. “Wh- b- I-”

Patton frowned. “You do do that. I mean the contradiction. Well, I assume also the lying. Maybe you should try to agree with each other more! Agreement is the key to a healthy relationship.”

Roman raised an eyebrow, his hand sliding to his katana. “What do you lie about, Janus?”

Janus felt his sasy, sarcastic video persona crumble. “I- I try not to,” He said, looking around the room nervously. “I’ve been trying not to mess up, honest!”

Virgil shrugged. “It doesn’t really bother me.”

Logan had adjusted his glasses in that, ‘I’m about to spout a few facts,’ way. “It seemed to me that it did seem to bother you, at least a little. In fact, according to recent psychologists, lying in a relationship destroys self esteem, and it develops trust issues between people. As humans, we need to be able to trust someone, and usually someone who is deceptive is someone we don’t need to trust. Perhaps Janus is not the best partner.”

Janus felt absolutely sick. Thomas’s Logic had proved that he was a bad boyfriend. “I- I- I-” He couldn’t force a proper sentence out. After a couple failed attempts, fully aware of the others watching him, he forced out some kind of sentence. “I don’t want to be, I don’t mean to,” He hiccuped. “I’m- I’m so sorry,” he said, and with a choked off sob, he sunk out before he could hear a reply. 

The room was silent for a moment. 

“He seemed genuinely upset,” Thomas said, shocked. “That wasn’t his lying tone, I think that he really didn’t know he was hurting Virgil like that.”

"The poor kiddo.." Patton said. "I'm gonna go check on him." 

"He actually kinda likes to deal with things alone.. learned that the hard way." Virgil chuckled. 

"The hard way?" 

"Yeah, he hisses at me then ignores me. It's fine though."

Patton made a concerned nose at the back of his throat. "Kiddo, it sounds like a bad relationship. Maybe you guys should break up?"

Virgil shrugged. "Maybe." 

Janus sighed heavily. He was looking back at the footage in the present, and he honestly couldn't care less at this point. Virgil had made it evident that he'd fucked up everything. But he loved Virgil! He didnt want to break up with him, and he hadn't brought it up.

At this point, he was just feeling depressed.  He didnt really want to do anything anymore unless it was sitting on the couch taking up as little room as possible. 

After he had heard Virgil say how he lies and how it made a bad relationship, to ensure he didnt lie, he talked as little as possible. 

He had even given up his self care days. Those were the days where he sat in his room in a Scooby Doo onesie, binged all of the What's New Scooby Doo's, and ate an entire pot of Mac n' cheese. Logan highly protested those days, since they were bad for his health, so he just quit them to avoid discourse. 

Earlier in the week, he had taken his box of 'special' memories and given them back. Logans old tie, Roman's old sash, and one of Patton's stuffed animals. He remembered presenting them to the sides with a look of shame on his face. 

The hardest to return was Virgil's old hoodie. He had been nervous about it for an hour before he had finally worked up the courage. He had said, “I.. I kept this after you changed your style. I know it was weird, but you hated me and.. I didnt know what to do.”

Virgil was silent for a full minute before answering. “Creep,” he said, and hung the hoodie in his closet.

So here Janus was now, laying on his bed and watching the latest Sides episode for the eighth time in a row.

He felt a tug on his navel and he flinched. Someone was lying. 

He sighed again, putting his phone away. He needed to get some food, he knew that. But he just couldn’t bring himself to care. So he just laid there, staring at the ceiling. 

Someone knocked on the door and Janus groaned. “Come on in,” He said, rolling over.

Virgil opened the door. “Yo, snakeface. Haven’t seen you in a while, so get your ass downstairs before I drag you down.”

“I don't really want to..” Janus’s bed was soft, and he was comfortable and warm. 

“I know that we dont need to eat or do anything, but stop being lazy. Its really not the good kind of selfish.” Virgil said pointedly, sitting down on Janus’s bed. 

Janus sighed. “But-”

“Just come down before everyone is more stressed out. Remus had a whole cake for breakfast, now hes chasing down the others going, ‘IMMA FUCK YOU’ and you know how to deal with it. Also you should eat something otherwise Patton’ll die from the stress.”

Janus twisted the sheets. “Okay. Um, who let him have a whole cake?”

“He got up and made one at 3 in the morning. It actually looked edible. Then he just started ripping out chunks of it and eating it. Theres frosting everywhere.”

Janus chuckled. Virgil was just sitting there with him for once, and he felt content to just stay like this, with Virgil and his snake plushes. But he had to go downstairs. 

“Hey Virgil?” He said, sitting up. “Do you hate me?” He lifted his eyes to Virgils.

“Why do you ask?” 

“Well, I was rewatching the QnA thing, and- and the one question about if I’m a shitty boyfriend.. And I was just wondering if you.. if you hate me.” Janus stared into his lap. 

Virgil scooched closer, putting his arm around Janus’s shoulders. “Is it because I dont hug you enough? I can be more affectionate!”

Janus’s skin was lit on fire and he smiled softly. “Yeah… this is nice..” 

Virgil gave him a light squeeze and stood up. “We can cuddle later. Right now, lets go downstairs.”

Janus groaned and pushed himself off the bed. “Remind me again, why do I have to go?"

"You know how to calm Remus down. Now come onnnn," He tugged on Janus arm like a child, smiling.

Janus laughed. "Okay, okay!" He grabbed his hat and allowed Virgil to drag him out.

[gayregis]

im at that stage of fatigue from the day where i’m so tired the fanfiction is writing itself in my mind theough dialogue but i’m too insanely tired to sit down and write it all out and i work a shift in the morning too so i dont even have time ... so ill forget everything come morning

[[MORE]]

psych, ima try to outline it rn

this is after a little sacrifice and also after season of storms and takes place in cidaris (im not clear on if kerack is the capital so season of storms dealt with the proper king of cidaris or if it was just a local kingship but im hcing that cidaris is also a capital city as well as the region/nation).

this is geralt and dandelion going to the grape festival mentioned in a little sacrifice btw

main goal for this is to basically give dandelion more depth and address his identity issues and backstory and just how his character is in general

valdo marx (as far as i am headcanoning in terms of appearance right now) is of course , also a twink and they have similar builds but valdo isnt as skinny as dandelion because he has access to three full meals every day. he has dark brown hair and green eyes, and i might give him the same hair and beard as dandelion from tw3 just to spite cdpr. he used to sport green/purple doublets as an independent artist, but now as the reaident troubadour of cidaris, he’s adopted their emblatic colors (blue and white) and wears a doublet with a sash of these colors. he doesn’t have poofy sleeves, instead he has these ruffs and like... bellbottom sleeves. also this method of embellishing clothes that i learned from a glamour video (it’s @ 4:30ish) called slashing is applicable to his outfits. i think he veers away from tights unlike dandelion, so he wears more breeches than anything. he doesn’t have detailed embroidery like dandelion, but rather patterned/quilted areas with silver and some small pearls added for decoration in these sections as well.

so geralt and valdo have to be placed together somehow in a conversation. basically he wants to #expose dandelion for being a fraud... but he’s not doing it out of Pure Evil, he’s (vaguely) kind of like the lodge of sorceresses in which it’s like, he is only wanting things to be done his way because really he thinks it’s the best way to do things. he’s really a victim of academia, he would be someone that supports the fact that instruments are like $1,000 each.

basically he and dandelion were classmates at oxenfurt and at first hit it off very well and shared notes and thoughts and sexual partners and all was splendid. but they got competitive and valdo HATES that dandelion does NOT come from a family known for music or any kind of art. basically dandelion is a novus homo, but in the world of music, and valdo comes from an established family which has been musically inclined for generations. he feels that ppl like dandelion just wanna go to oxenfurt for shits and giggles and dont take this opportunity seriously because theyre too blinded by their own arrogance to actually learn anything. and he may be right in regards to a lot of other children of wealthy noble families that attend oxenfurt. but dandelion’s case was different and this he does not like to admit. also he hates how dandelion is... inclined to... a life of debauchery... because he feels he perpetuates stereotypes of artists being good for nothing penniless drunkards and lechers, and makes it harder for Real Professionals from Actual Lineage to get a job. also he has a disdain for how dandelion really wanted to travel and admired the “musicians of the world” that never attended some fancy college, and again valdo sees this as him not appreciating the opportunity he was given, because all you ever need to interact with is this little 1 mile by 1 mile square of oxenfurt, and not even the whole city, just the college. also when valdo tells all this to geralt he goes give him a judgemental up and down look like... “julian loves meeting, writing about, and... ahem... fraternizing with... all kinds of ... people.” (he was gonna say “trash,” but geralt has swords and cats eyes, so valdo swallowed that last word). ALSO ALSO valdo thinks dandelion is further destroying the sanctity of academic places like oxenfurt by training good for nothings from other nobody families, like essi daven, who was actually from a noble family but one not too rich because it was kind of distant from the ruling family. and since she threw a fit they let her do her own thing instead of marrying her off.

also valdo is like “julian— ahem, ... ‘dandelion,’ as you know him... i don’t know why he uses that absurd little nickname,” because he just finds the idea of a pseudonym stupid (since hes from a famous musical family of course he wants to highlight his lineage). and again he dislikes how dandelion is Corrupting Others by not only mentoring essi at oxenfurt, but training her in an “unorthodox fashion,” ie they just duet and talk shit about random stuff and he advises her weird things like “get a cool fake name so all the girls have something to scream as you go on stage”

as they interact with each other, valdo and dandelion actually are kind of opposite of dandelion and essi. they dont throw ANY snide remarks and keep it all under wraps with just pleased smiles and then as soon as theyre out of earshot (a long way for bards) theyre like “i am going to take the replacement strings of my lute and choke the lights out of that tone-deaf idiot” ... geralt is like 😳 to see aggression in dandelion and hes a bit intimidated at first but then is like Bro Are you Fucking Okay ????? Because its so unnatural for dandelion to be Actually Upset about something and not be ok within half a day

scene where dandelion is staring at the mirror and geralt is like you have been staring at the mirror for a long time, even by your standards... dandelion is like “i have to change something... geralt, look at me. look at me. (says it again bc geralt didnt look up the first time). if you could change one thing about my face, what would it be?” and geralts obviously like “nothing.” and dandelions like dont be fucking difficult just tell me i need to know i need your opinion and geralt is like that IS my opinion i sincerely like your face the way it is. something something blah blah blah tenderness geralt says smth like dandelion you have a lot of loyal fans okay...... and hes trying to refer to himself but he doesnt wanna say it aloud

i think something about dandelion talking about who he was (basically referring to “julian” in the 3rd person) and just very uncharacteristically self-loathing but them he pops back into his little arrogant self ... basically he covers that everyone Fucking Laughed at him for wanting to sing but he did it and now he’s the best and also, sexy. in this whole scene (same scene as last bullet point) he is also saying that he needs to “prove himself” and geralt is just like What More Can You Do, You Are Literally Famous... but dandelion is just pensive about it

also he says something like “theres two versions of me... julian with a dream who nobody knows, and dandelion who’s famous and loved.” and geralts like “theres three.” “three?” “there’s also dandelion, the one i know, who, it doesn’t matter if he’s famous or what, because i just like him and enjoy his company.” BECAUSE i dont know how not to be blunt and not hit my readers over the head with what i wanted to get across. geralt is a blunt man however so i think its acceptable to do this

basically this fic is “dandelion can have little a OOCness for character development”

tbh its not too ooc (hopefully) bc hes not like downright depressed, hes just pensive, like he is when hes trying to think of a good title or rhymes and nothing is working. nothing is working! hes frustrated!!!

i have nooooo idea how to resolve this conflict ive introduced. i think valdo and dandelion have to sing a duet together and it is like skating on thin ice with sharks underneath . MAYBE valdo gets possessed by,, something? not a demon bc IVE HAD ENOUGH GOETIA AFTER SEASON OF STORMS but you know An Entity, and dandelion is like wow this is an improvement!! and geralts like no it isnt, now i have to exorcise this fucker

also throughout this i think that the king and queen of cidaris (maintaining that kerack isnt the capital and is just another kingship within the nation) looooveveeveveeee dandelion and his presence and are like oh dandelion you are always welcome in our court :) which also totally pisses valdo off because its like dandelion came into his work/home and fucked both of his bosses and is trying to steal their loyalty through Sexual Appeal. which. may ring true. but dandelion does stuff for fun and not for manipulation soooo valdo is a little wrong in thinking dandelion is manipulating them. and this also adds to valdos resentment of dandelion for being so promiscuous and also writing about his love affairs bc he feels it detracts from The Art...

basically this fic is also me telling academia and ppl who feel art should be limited to a certain crowd to go stuff it cause no one cares and creativity and learning is only human of anyone. also an excuse to give dandelion character depth and also an excuse to break how geralt is always the gloomy one and dandelion has to cheer him up, i think though they do have their strong personalities, relationships should ideally go both ways in terms of emotional support so it shows geralt has the capacity to support a dandelion with festering anger and personal identity problems. also a way for geralt to learn a little abt dandelions backstory without learning/spoiling the fact that hes a v*scount and actually noble and wealthy (they just refer to his family as being wealthy enough to pay for oxenfurt which is significant but not astounding)

[thoughts-of-the-unheard]

this doesn't go public for another few hours but the zero people who will see this before it does wont even know what camp so it doesn't matter

hi im a teenage girl who works at a nature lodge at a camp in the summer ive been working there for years and since staff lives together for like two months theyre like family when i go to camp, i get up at 6:30 in the morning after going to sleep around 12 or 1am and im busy from 7am to 9pm every day some days its after 9pm we get up and do the flag ceremony and eat breakfast and set up program which is 9am to around 3pm and sometimes its til 5pm if your area has open program that day and i teach kids about rocks and minerals and erosion and dinosaurs and fossils and animal sounds and tracks and the animals we have in the lodge (we catch and release our animals every year from whats on property) and we might do a turtle race and i do that again until lunch then i do it again after for each session and if they have a second day we teach the greenhouse and the bug house and when program is over we do work projects until flags and dinner and sometimes we do work projects after dinner and the last day of the kids stay is chose your own adventure where the areas have all sorts of things to do and leaders chose what the kids do and they build their own schedule and the nature lodge usually does cubs who care and the river tour with some a-quad staff and my personal favorite, tracking, and their last night we have closing campfire where the packs can sign up to do a song or skit and staff does songs and skits inbetween and when all the songs and skits are done staff lines up and sings vespers as the scouts walk away and the nature lodge does a night hike and nav does a storytelling session and the rest of staff do humpty dumpty where we circle up and clap a beat singing (closer to chanting ig) “hump ty dump hump hump ty dump hump ty dump hump hump ty dump say what” and in-between each of those someone goes in the middle and says smth like “mary had a little lamb the doctor was surprised” and other variants and some things ppl say every time and theres smth we have to do with it like singing “its a small world” as all the short people go in the middle and ending with “so get off my world” as we try to intimitate tall ppl and we respond the same but saying “its a tall world” and when people finish in the circle we say “huh aint that funky now” and go back to the chanting and clapping and eventually some admin steps in and says goodnight or its girls shower hour or some other news and from 9-11 its free time essentially and i can go on a walk with my best friend or talk with a group of friends or sit in the dining hall and play games or watch videos or whatever and we do that every day all summer except for the days we check people in and staff weeks where its all work projects and getting ready and shut down week/weekend where its all putting things away for next year and we get nights off where we go to Walmart and fuck around or to some food place like wawa or the energy station or taco bell and bring food back for staff who wanted stuff and we have a Christmas in july event where everyone has a secret santa and theres tons of snacks and we put up a chrismas tree with oradments from all the program areas and we decorate the dining hall and play chrismas music over the speakers with a fire on the projector bc we don't have an actual fireplace and some times admin just does nice things for us like open pool time or pizza and a bonfire or open boating or .22s and shotguns at the rifle range or open archery or chances to tie dye our shirts bc we have certain days were we wear tie dye shirts or hawaiian shirts or oa day with the oa sashes which is the day of the overnighter where scoutcraft takes a bunch of aol’s hiking somewhere (usually the garrison field but sometimes the archery field) to pitch tents and cook dinner and whatever else they do on the overnighter and we don't get paid much but ig that ensures that we aren't there for the money right and sometimes its hard and sometimes its stressful mostly for directors or admin and you might want to cry from smth mean that an angry dad said but theres always that kind mom and her kid to tell you they've been coming to camp for years and they love it and its not fair of that guy to expect us to stop the rain or smth so his campsite isn't muddy and theres always the staff kudos usually written by the kids with their wobbly letters and their kind words to the one with the glasses at or the girl at or the tall one at and the parents who tell admin about the lovely staff and the kids you see every year growing before your eyes and they packs that always come back and the leaders who are friends with the staff and invite us to their campfires and give us food bc we legally cant accept anything else and some staff love camp for the kids, some for it being a summer job, some for being with their friends, some for being away from home, some for being in the woods, and some, like me, who are there for all of it camp is my safe place my home the only place ive even been where just being in the vicinity makes me peaceful i drive the road through camp and im happy, i step foot on property and im gleeful, i stay the summer and im elated, theres nothing bad for me at camp, i mean sure theres always the annoying kid in a pack or the pack that doesn't stop talking long enough for you to teach or the parent whos mean or whatever else might not be the ray of your sun but im not asking it to be perfect, i don't expect it to be, i just want it to be there when i need it and it always has

until now

council cancelled all camps

so these people who work full time overseeing stuff for my camp and the other one in council and all the people who work at the camps and the shop and work with the districts and the packs and troops and crews that are within, these very important, very hardworking people whos priority is always safety, have determined that any in person camping experience is too much of a hazard to conduct and i understand and respect that

but it doesn't stop me from being devastated

it dosent stop me from being angry

two weeks ago we had a zoom call saying we still have jobs and its just going to be a little different this summer, today we have no jobs and im panicing

[parakeet]

i know u play both FR and subeta and i gotta ask are they similar?? i never played neopets but i love filght rising like heck

honestly not really but theyre both good in different ways? Obligatory referral link while i’m talking about it lol [link]

On subeta your pets can read books, eat food and train their stats to battle, and get jobs and eventually get promotions. They can be male, female or genderless. They can’t be bred. You can see the different species, colors and experiment pets here [link]. Sneak peak for the lazy:

they have their own profiles and you can edit their css. here’s the default profile [link] and heres one someone has customized [link]. you can even customize what your pet looks like whether that’s with your own art or a recolor of existing pet art, for example here’s my simple overlay for my boy Krevaric

There are also a fuckload of wardrobe choices for your human avatar but i don’t really care about that. i usually just straight up put the background layer at the top and add some animal companion and call it a day. here’s some of my past avatars

Some other fun stuff:

making money is REALLY EASY. if you do your quests you will make a profit and you will get rare items. i recommend doing sarahs for easy money, quentins for amulets to sell for a buttload, and when you hit 1.5 mill sP, saggi’s quests are great.

you can get premium currency easily through normal gameplay (visiting the bathhouse daily, using the morty cards you get through questing) so you won’t feel left out if you can’t spend real money!

Holiday shops are open all year and let you buy things from previous years with the tokens you’ve earned, but the economy is stable because people don’t get THAT many tokens 

the staff posts updates weekly about what they’re updating/working on

they add new pets/colors/art revamps/items frequently. they just released a boar pet for the year of the pig

there are so many things to collect - plushies, beanbags, pumpkins, and more so if you like collecting this is a good game to scratch that itch. there are also some fun tribute items

the guy that made the game is gay and theres a bunch of lgbt characters. emma and esther got married a few years ago, ian and jaxon are gay, quentin is nb, and jogoh is a trans woman. nico and liz are ace as well. there’s some notable pride items too like pride sashes (pan/trans/gay/bi/lesbian) and the mimi moe pride line

i have a mini guide on where to start here for those interested

[roxyaddams]

AU's Nobody Asked For: Part 2: Electric Boogaloo

The She-Ra AU

The Cast

• Roman is Adora

• Virgil is Catra

• Patton is Glimmer

• Logan is Bow

• Remy is Mermista

• Emile is Perfuma

• Deceit is Shadow Weaver

• Remus is Sea Hawk

• Dragon Witch is Hordak

The Sword Part 1 and 2

• Virgil and Roman are inseparable. They are apart of the Horde, and have been training since they were children. They are v close. Like really close. And there is definitely no romantic tension.

• Roman has always been favored over Virgil, and Virgil always tries to seem like he is fine and down plays his struggles.

• Roman gets promoted to be a force captain, and Virgil is a little down. The two steal an aircraft and crash in the Whispering Woods, where they are separated

• Roman finds a sword that is "calling to him"

• He touches the sword and has a vision and then it's gone, and Virgil finds him.

• That night, Roman asks Virgil to cover for him. Roman goes back to the woods and finds the sword, and he runs into Princess Patton and Logan.

• When a monster appears, Roman Accidentally turns into "She-Ra". (Im not changing the name- the outfit stays the same because I love it. And theres a red sash)

• Roman is understandably freaked out. "I dIdN't KnOw BeInG a PrInCeSs WaS cOnTaGiOuS!"

• After some fighting with Logan and Patton, the monster attacks again and the three run away, finding themselves in a First Ones Temple. Roman is somehow able to read the First Ones' language. Logan is very suspicious.

• Roman learns about the First Ones from Logan, and that they disappeared a thousand years ago. Roman says he's never heard of them before.

• They find a pedestal with a picture of She Ra on it.

• They find a "broken" hologram and the ruins go into a lockdown initiative.

• Patton is able to teleport them out of the ruins but doesn't have much energy left.

• The trio begins to make their way towards a nearby village where they can be given a ride to Brightmoon, where Patton's mother, Queen Angela will decide what to do with Roman.

• Roman's disappearance has been noticed by Deceit at this point.

• Virgil denies knowing where Roman is when asked by Deceit. Deceit tells Virgil that he is going to bring Roman back or else he will suffer the consequences in Roman's place.

• The trio reaches the village and Roman sees a horse for the first time and is complete OwO

• They havent been at the village for long when horde troops, led by Virgil arrive.

• Roman goes to try and stop them since this is just a village with innocent people

• Virgil is very excited to let Roman know they let him drive a tank.

• Roman tells Virgil that the Horde has been manipulating them the whole time, and Virgil tells Roman that we been knew.

• Virgil begs Roman to go back home with him, and tells him that hes okay with all the manipulation because they have each other, and that soon, they will be the one calling the shots

• Roman says he isnt going back.

• And so Virgil tases him. (He didnt mean for it to be that strong) "Oh my gosh, Roman are you okay?"

• And he shocks him again. "Sorry, it was a reflex."

• Patton and Logan realize that they need Roman.

• They reach Roman and Logan fights Virgil while Patton teleports he and Roman away and gives him the sword.

• CUE MAGICAL GIRL TRANSFORMATION

• She ra destroys the robots and tanks, and then falls to the ground, once again Roman. Roman looks up, seeing Virgil staring at him with a look of shock and betrayal from across the battlefield, and Virgil retreated into the fog.

Razz

• Patton is trying to make a plan to introduce Roman to his mother as She Ra

• Roman can't really transform on command, and when he tries to, he sorta hits a horse with a beam of magic and gives it a horn and wings

• Roman is then spotted by rebels in a nearby camp who thinks he is a Horde soldier

• Roman runs away and finds himself in the whispering woods, where he meets an old woman named Madame Razz.

• Meanwhile, Logan and Patton are trying to distract Queen Angella after Roman goes missing.

• Razz takes Roman to "The Beacon", a large First Ones ruin. They pick berries there, with Razz talking about someone she knew named Mara.

• Razz also says that "horsey" (The horse Roman gave wings and a horn) prefers to be called Swiftwind

• The two ride Swiftwind to a nearby Horde base. After the two defeat the soldiers, Roman is confident enough to go before Queen Angella, who had been in the middle of confronting Pat and Lo. He appears as She Ra, then transforms back to himself, pledging himself to the rebellion.

• Meanwhile, in the Fright Zone, Virgil has been promoted to Force Captain in Roman's absence.

Flowers For She-Ra

• Patton, Logan, and Roman are attempting to reform the Royal Alliance that Patton's father had been apart of long ago.

• They travel to the kingdom Plumeria, home to Prince Emile. They find that much of the plant life is dying, and that Plumeria has been under constant siege from the Horde.

• Roman tries to heal the plant life, like the legends, but is unable to.

• They realize that the Horde is poisoning the plant life, and they convince the people of Plumeria (who are pacifists) to fight back against the Horde.

• Deceit finds out She-Ra's identity, and against the Dragon Witch's orders, sends Virgil to find Roman, and sends his shadow spies to keep tabs on her whereabouts.

The Sea Gate

• Our main trio is trying to get to Salineas to convince Prince Remy to join the Royal Alliance

• They go to a local pub and secure safe travel from Captain Remus after Roman beats him in an arm wrestling match.

• Trying to impress the trio, he takes them through some very dangerous waters. Roman defeats the monster by turning into She-Ra.

• Meanwhile, Virgil, a fellow Force Captain, Scorpia, and a few Horde soldiers are aboard a boat to Salineas. Virgil learns he missed quite a lot in Force Captain Orientation (he wasnt told it was even a thing until after)

• He gets a little seasick and is very done with Scorpia's antics.

• We learn that Remus has burned the last two boats he had.

• When our trio arrives, the kingdom is basically empty. They enter the castle and meet Prince Remy, who isn't thrilled to see his ex-boyfriend, Remus.

• They learn that the mystical barrier protecting the kingdom is weakening.

• Virgil and Scorpia begin an attack on the barrier. Roman becomes She-Ra and begins to try and repair the barrier while the others fight.

• Virgil makes his way to She-Ra, trying to distract them, and insulting them. (Also sitting on the sword)

• The others seem to be losing the battle, but as a last ditch effort, Remus is told to burn his boat. He does, and it destroys the Horde's ship, as Roman repairs the barrier.

This took so long and it's not even all of season 1 so I'm going to try and finish it while I'm on vacation. Also if you want to be tagged in this au, let me know.

[angrylizardjacket]

ask your destiny to dance [10] {Roger Taylor}

[masterpost]

When Ash opens the door to her room to see a grouchy Roger, she’s surprised to say the least. 

“Who let you in?” She asked, surprisingly defensive, wrapped in her nightgown, hair a mess from what he can see where she’s only got the door open a crack. 

“The van’s been sold,” he says instead, and Ash makes a face, and doesn’t open the door any wider. Actually, she just crossed her arms over her chest.

“So you came to me? Go away, Roger.” She’s not usually so short with him, and she goes to close the door but he holds out a hand, jaw clenched.

“The others are here too, the buyer lives here, on the first floor,” after a beat, he hesitates, “Freddie wanted to say hi.” And Ash finally relented, sighing deeply and pulling her dressing gown tighter around herself.

“Alright, lemme put some pants on, I’ll make tea.” She says, and it’s punctuated with a yawn, before she closes the door. When Ash closes the door, she takes a moment to rest her head against it, eyes closed, already exhausted.

“Who was that?” Comes a voice from her bed, and when she turns, she sees the sleepy smile of Tom or Travis or whatever his name is, and she lets herself smile back.

“A friend.” She tells him, walking with measured steps and an easy grin back to the bed, straddling him when he sits against the headboard. Ash moves in to kiss him, moaning gently as his hands find her smooth thighs beneath the bathrobe.

“Can he wait?” He asks, kissing her jaw as his fingers graze from her thighs up to pull at the sash of her dressing gown, exposing her to him, his hands moving to cup her boobs. Ash feels herself flush, eyes fluttering closed, laugh coming out a little breathy, but she moves back. 

For just a moment, with his hands on her, her eyes closed, she sees the way Roger had been grinning last night, with the girl at the other end of the bar, and how his gaze had flicked to Ash’s for just a second, and his smile had brightened in that moment. But then the girl at the bar kisses Roger and Ash drops a glass, and Tyler or Todd or whoever he is pinches her nipple and her eyes snap open. He’s grinning back at her, brown eyes dark as he looks her over, and Ash feels something tighten in her chest, so she kisses him rough, hands in his curly, blonde hair. He’s familiar, but not enough, and she doesn’t like to read into it-

“Pocket Rocket?” It’s Freddie who bangs on her door this time, and Ash turns bright red as the boy in her bed laughs the nickname quietly back to her, pinching her thigh.

“Yeah, gimme a sec, Freds.” She calls back, getting off of the boy with a sheepish smile.

“Your friends seem impatient.” He says, but gets out of bed obligingly, searching for his pants while Ash rifles through her drawer for something to wear. 

“Just get on some pants and go.” Ash says, a little beleaguered, and she hears him laugh as he pulls on jeans. As she’s bent over looking for a pair of short, he slaps her on the ass, and Ash turns sharply, eyebrows raised, small smile on her face. He just leans in and kisses her quickly.

“Thanks for last night.” He tells her, and she grins, leaning up on her tip toes to kiss him again in answer. When he leaves, he’s wearing jeans and an unbuttoned shirt, his shoes and socks in hand, and he runs directly into Freddie who’s waiting outside. “Sorry for keeping her, man, you know how it is.” He smirked, and Ash felt herself flush, stepping out after he’d left to see an amused Freddie.

“So, who’s your friend?” Freddie asks, following behind her as she walks out to the common room, and seeing John, Roger, and Brian all sitting around her kitchen table, feels herself turn bright red.

“Tommy... maybe.” She says, avoiding eye contact with them, a little, proud smile on her face. Freddie wolf whistles.

“Look at you go.” He says, draping himself in a seat at the table, watching with amusement as Ash shuffled around the kitchen, preparing tea for them all. As she worked, the others began talking over each other, excited at the prospect of recording an actual album, and she let herself relax as she listened. 

“How do you boys like your tea?” She asks, interrupting them, already putting a second sugar in the mug with cat faces on it. Brian and John tell her easily, Freddie smiles, knowing she already knows his, and Roger uses the lull to complain about selling the van again, not giving a real answer, and that starts them all up again, trying to tell him it was the right move for the band. When Ash puts Roger’s tea down for him, she gives his shoulder a gentle squeeze, and when he looks up at her, she gives him an apologetic smile, far more relaxed than when she’d opened the door for him earlier. He shoots back a tight smile, and just holds the familiar cup as she moves back to the counter.

“We’re recording tonight.” Brian announces, as Ash puts his drink down in front of him. “Do you wanna come along?” Taking a seat beside him, Ash takes a long sip of her own tea, looking between the four of them.

“Why?” She finally speaks, laughter a little confused.

“I want my number one fan there.” Freddie said proudly, grinning at her, and Ash smirked.

“Freds, you’re gonna be there either way.” She said fondly, and you hear a snort from Roger.

“You even up for it, Ash? How much sleep did you get last night?” He asks with a smirk. Freddie laughs at that, John hides his smile behind his mug, and Brian just shakes his head, but Ash just sits up straighter, lips quirking in a challenge as she narrows her eyes at him. 

“Oh, wouldn’t you like to know, you pervert.” She tells him, the hint of a smile in his words, and he bites back his reply, a little flush because, yeah, he fucking missed it, missed her, not that he could say that here and now, not that he could ever say that out loud. “That’s what I thought.” She says, triumphant when he’s silent, but she can’t look him in the eyes, and she agrees to go to the recording studio.

When she turns up, a little late but excited nevertheless, Roger’s sitting outside, bouncing his leg, and looking like he’s waiting for something. His expression brightens when he sees her, though Ash just gives him an amused smile.

“You waiting for me?” She asked, and he tipped his head to the side as he stood, giving her an evaluating stare.

“Didn’t want you getting lost.” He half laughed, and Ash grinned at him, her hands stuffed in her pockets as he lead her inside the building.

“So you still, ah, getting out and about?” He asked, shooting for casual, though Ash snorted out a laugh at his awkwardness.

“Yeah, you know, since everything with August I’m just... enjoying myself, you know?” It’s been almost a full three months since the incident at Fife, and objectively Roger knew she’d probably want to get herself back out there, but he’d, well honestly, Roger had assumed she’d go for him when she was ready.

“Of course, makes sense.” There’s an awkward silence that hangs between them, and Ash comes to a halt before they make it to the recording studio, frowning up at him, obviously waiting for him to spit out whatever he was thinking. After a beat, he opens his mouth, but she cuts him off.

“I don’t give a fuck if you have a problem with what I’m doing, frankly it’s not any of your business.” She said flatly, and Roger shrugged.

“I don’t have a problem with it, I’m just surprised you didn’t ask me.” He admitted honestly, “I thought we had fun together at least,” and Ash actually laughed, smile a little sharp as she looked at him, and he knew he’d said the wrong thing.

“Yeah no, it was fun, and then I stopped meeting your standards or some bullshit, remember?” And her words sting a little, and Roger frowns.

“You’re still mad about that? I was just pissed about- about him.” And at even the suggestion of August, Roger can feel his blood boil a little. “I thought we were good.” He crows, and Ash gave him a thin smile.

“Yeah, we’re good, we’re fine,” which is clearly a lie, “you’ve done a great job at burying any suspicions the others had about us, because there’s no way in hell I’d ever go near you like that again.” And she turns to leave, but he’s still.

“I’m sorry.” 

“Of course you are.” She says, before she stops at the door, giving him a small, apologetic smile. “I’m still sorry about how things went down with us, Rog, but fuck, you really know how to make a girl feel like a dumbass for having feelings and shit. But whatever; we’re good.” And he calls her name as she opens the door to the studio, but someone comes bursting through.

“Oh! I’m so sorry- Rog, they’re asking for you!” It’s the girl from the bar last night, and Ash smiles brightly, with a glassy-eyed stare as everything comes shattering around her. “I know you! You’re the bartender! You must be the singer’s friend.” The girl seems so bright and sweet, and Ash holds out her hand automatically.

“Ash.” She introduces herself as, smile still frozen in place as the girl shakes her hand, introducing herself as Kristin. “You’re here with Roger?” Ash asks, and Kristin confirms with a giggle. Turning to look over her shoulder, Ash sees Roger with his eyes squeezed closed. Expression softening as she turns back to the sweet-faced Kristin, she lays a hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Watch out for that one, he’s bad news.” And her tone is bright, and Kristin takes it like a joke as Ash swans past her into the recording studio.

“He’s fucking unbelievable sometimes.” Ash quiet enough that only Mary hears it when she takes a seat beside the blonde on the sofa. Mary wraps an arm around her, letting Ash tuck against her side as they watched the boys set up.

“I know, sweetheart.” Mary says, rubbing her arm in solidarity. “Pay him no mind, it’s gonna be a good night, you should have seen how excited Freddie was earlier; still is.” And it’s true Freddie’s bursting with energy, warming up; he sees Ash, and immediately bursts into the room, leaning down to wrap her in a hug.

“I’m so glad you’re here, Ash.” He tells her, and Ash gives him a fond smile, despite her gently aching heart.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.”

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