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Matt takes Wii Sports Tennis very seriously (he lost one time and acted like it was the end of his life)

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Heyy!! Can you please do Bob/Melinda finding that Josh died the next day after the game ends (idk how to explain that but I did it right 😭) and feeling horrible bc they should’ve been around more after the twins’ disappearance and not thrown themselves into their work (they also feel a little angry at the fact that only their kids didn’t return from the mountain)

There were not self-help tapes for this - there were not books. If there were, they would've written them, would've had them sent out far and wide where the family name could spread, and be seen, and be known, and maybe (if they were lucky) be remembered by others the way they would now have to remember their children.

The wait was the worst part, sitting in that visitor room with other parents, wide-eyed and uncertain, biting their nails or checking their phones or - the ultimate agony - stealing surreptitious glances at them as if to say 'Not mine this time, please God, please, not mine.' The others didn't have to worry though, not how they did, because if nothing else, they had the alphabet on their side, their children returned to them bruised and shaking but in perfect single-file order: Brown, Davis, Giddings, Hartley, Munroe, Riley, Taylor, all present and accounted for.

Except.

No, there were no guides for this sort of thing, no classes to help you cope with the death of two children, then suddenly a third, no lectures or pamphlets or self-help gurus who'd take you by the hand and walk you through the understanding you'd misplaced your time, your energy, your hopes, your dreams, your attention, your love...but in retrospect, that was fine: Bob and Melinda were experts at it anyway.

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Heyy!! Can you do Jess/Matt finding out that Ashley has been tutoring Chris (for free!!) while refusing to tutor either of them

Matt showing up with donuts had been weird (her favorite donuts too, the ones with Boston cream in the middle and sprinkles on top, real sugarbombs that made life worth living), but Jess showing up all smiley had been weirder somehow (she kept twirling her hair around her fingers, seemed like, and every time she glanced her way there was this sideways smirk she was doing), and no matter how Ashley sliced it, she just couldn't figure out -

"Wait," she said as it all came crashing down around her, a lifetime of reading whodunnits and patching the answers together finally proving useful, "is this seriously because of that group project?! I told you guys I'm not doing it for you, like, a thousand times already!"

"Yeah, but...we kinda...talked about it," Matt started, his eyes flicking between her and Jess, "...and you do sorta, y'know...do Chris's work when he asks..."

"Because she wants to bang him, not because he provides the snacks, Matt," Jess sighed, gesturing to her outfit, and - oh God.

"I help Chris because he doesn't come up with schemes to get me to help him!" she groaned, sinking low into the relative safety of her hoodie so they wouldn't (read: couldn't) see the way her face was suddenly on fire...or the third donut she'd set on the bench beside her.

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Jess loves muscles (does she go to the gym to check out people? Yes)

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Josh can’t dance to save his life (like in an informal way-one time he managed to trip over his own legs)

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okay hi this has seeped into this community somehow so here's a reminder don't fucking do this! don't fucking do this! Don't interact with this page, don't comment, etc.

This company exploits people for entertainment, and it's been documented. STOP. INTERACTING. WITH THEM.

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why am I insane over until dawn rn liek until dawn mentioned and i start frothing at the mouth tweaking rocking back and forth doing laps hitting a jig giggling crying dying what the hell man I CANT DO THIS

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jossam as parents 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

He knew she was awake - that was key - he knew she was awake, and he knew she knew he knew she was awake, but he also knew she thought she was an A-plus actress when it came to feigning sleep, so no, there weren't any signs to suggest that she truly, unquestionably, undoubtedly was awake.

God, he needed more sleep.

"Couldn't've been my love of thunderstorms," he muttered, half into her hair and half into the uncaring void of space, "couldn't've been my quiet, softspoken nature..."

Sam snorted, the sign he'd been waiting for, but the way she only burrowed deeper into the covers told him his fate had already been sealed.

"No, nope, nuh-uh," he sighed, frowning and yawning and pushing himself up onto an elbow as he came to terms with the reality he would, in fact, be handling this late-night (early morning?) temper tantrum, "she had to get your ability to run on two hours of sleep and sick enjoyment of forcing me out of bed before sunrise."

"I dunno...I think she got a few things from you, cry-baby," Sam teased, her voice muzzy with sleep but yet oh-so-awake; she laughed a sleepy little laugh as she wrapped herself up in his side of the blankets too, then joked between yawns, "Try the bedtime story about the...weird military LSD vampires again...you both love that one."

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Hiiiiii!! I finished reading your ghost hunting au recently and oh my god I LOVED ITTTTT (I'm cooking up a long ass comment once i gather my thoughts 🙏) SO can I have something about how exactly chris and ashley went from all of yk THAT to making out in the lodge at the end? lol Hope you're having a great weekend! ^^

Suddenly, it was all too much - too, too much. Twenty-four hours ago, not even, the world was a simple place (she went to class, she got straight A's, she humored Chris and Josh's stupid dreams of YouTube fame, rinse, repeat, repress), one where her fears were dumb and irrational and logic prevailed over all and the worst thing she had to face on any given day was whatever they were serving in the dining hall.

Now ghosts were real and apparently they liked turning people into Muppets - people like her!

She stood in front of the Washingtons' stove, watching as the milk heated up in the little pan, wondering how she was going to keep living in a reality that made so very little sense before she remembered Sam was vegan and promptly turned the burner off, throwing the lukewarm milk down the sink, muttering, "Sure, why not, what else could I mess up?!" right as the answer walked in.

"Hey," Chris said, sliding up against the counter to get a good look at her (or the milk, or the smoke rising off the burner, or some combination therein, how was she supposed to know), "you've been in here for a hot minute, Ash...you...you good?"

And the world was already upside down and she'd already ruined the hot chocolate and ghosts were fucking real, so for the very first time in her life, Ashley Brown threw caution to the wind and did the only thing she could think of that might make the situation better or worse or something she could understand, at least: She grabbed him by the front of his sweatshirt and pulled him into the kiss she'd been daydreaming about pulling him into since middle school.

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i can't even BEGIN to tell you how much this prompt made me laugh asdlkfjslkdjfskldjf not JUST because i love it (i do 🥰) or because i'm glad for the excuse to write the creeps (i am 🥰) but because i genuinely. i swear to god. sat here for like 15 min going ".......i feel like i've written this scenario. ....have i......have i written this scenario?????") and then went thru my whole ghost hunting au tag going 'is this it? no. is this it? no.' and FULLY thought i'd daydreamed it, or it was something i'd planned and then didn't actually write.

AND THEN I REALIZED I HAVE IT IN MY FUCKING AO3 SERIES FOR THE CREEPS AND IT WAS RIGHT THERE THE WHOLE TIME! SDKLJFLKSDJFLKSJDFKLJSDLKFJSKLDFJ AHHHHHHHH

here it is XD if you would like a more in-depth answer to this prompt, that is :P

i'm so, SO glad you enjoyed the creeps!!!!!!! <3 this au makes me SO happy, and i just keep saying it, but i really AM working on two (2) other creeps fics as we speak, they're just taking some time to get out of my brain aslkdjfskjdf but i'm very hopeful there will be more of these dorks in the future ;P hehehe

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HI QUEENIE!! I would love an extended scene of Chris and Sam’s cable car ride… maybe them talking more about what it means to be back there for themselves, after talking about Josh?

"Gonna be weird being back," she said, and she'd been quiet for so long that he'd nearly forgotten he wasn't alone in that awful tin can, that his wasn't the only weight that would send them plummeting if the cable just sna -

Chris didn't shake himself out of it, per se (he didn't trust Bob Washington's maintenance of the cable cars to hold up to something like that), but he forced himself back into the here and now instead of the awful spiral of that dark pit below them, sniffing loudly as if to clear the air. "Weird's one way to put it, yeah," he agreed, glancing to the side and frowning when he saw Sam's face all but pressed against the window, her breath fogging the glass, "...I don't know how you do that."

She hummed a question, a gentle 'hm?' before turning to him, and when realization hit, she flashed a half smile and a shrug; her silence stretched on for another eternity, a horrible lifetime where all he could hear was the effortful wheeze of the cable car's motors, and without her explaining, without her even saying a word, suddenly Chris knew exactly what she was looking for down there...and why his own body was reacting so badly to the thought of it.

"Welp, on the bright side," he said, crossing the imaginary safety line in his head to scoot closer to her, to sling his arm around her shoulders in what he hoped was a supportive gesture and not simply an awkward one, "at least you know that freakishly huge bathtub's waiting for you, right?"

Sam turned away from the window, away from the blurry smattering of trees growing smaller and smaller beneath them, away, he knew, from where she'd been searching for any sign or shape of the twins, and set her head on his shoulder, letting her breath out in a tired, wordless sigh - it was all the answer he needed.

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Howdy Queenie!

For this lovely weekend may I request a little Ashley the moment she realizes she’s in love with Chris?

"So what's up with you Chris, huh?" Beth asked, and because she'd spent so little time with Josh's sisters alone, because smalltalk with people wasn't exactly her forte, because Hannah was at the table too and her eyes were just as heavy as her twin's, it was all Ashley could do to turn and goggle at her as she sipped at her soda.

"Whaaat dooo yooou meeean, exactly?" she asked back, her voice moving slowly, carefully, each syllable creeping forward as though worried it might trigger a landmine. Surreptitiously (she hoped), she glanced over her shoulder, praying the guys would be back with the pizzas, but nope, nope, absolutely not; it was still just the three of them alone in the kitchen, Hannah watching them over the rims of her glasses even as she texted, Ashley tearing her napkin to shreds, and Beth, so much like her older brother, still slurping away on her straw, her eyebrows raised in preparation for a joke she couldn't help but feel she'd be the butt of.

"I mean what's the deal, how long have you two - " she gestured vaguely in the air, another Josh mannerism that did absolutely nothing to soothe Ashley's social anxiety, " - y'know, been all - " a grimace, also recalling Josh, " - lovey-dovey like that?"

"Lovey-d...we are not - " Ashley started, then abruptly froze, her argument turning to dust in her mouth as she realized (first with confusion, then with alarm, then with something like dawning horror that the twins had seen it before she had) Beth wasn't wrong.

Suddenly it was too much, the knowing, the understanding, the sense all of her giggling and smiling and bashfulness made there in the warm lighting of the Washington's kitchen, and as she dropped her head to the table, hoping to find some kind of comfort in the weight of her own arms, she heard Beth snicker, "Yeah, I guess that's how I'd feel too if I accidentally caught the hots for Hartley - good fuckin' luck with that one," which didn't exactly help.

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I’m back with more silliness!!

Basically the prologue except Hannah actually has a crush on Emily or Jess (I can’t pick between the two) not Mike so the whole prank is just Hannah rejecting him

She stopped in the doorway when she saw Mike standing there, unsure of what was happening or why, but when she quickly turned to leave (looking, she imagined, more than a little like the proverbial deer caught in headlights as a semi barreled towards her on the freeway), there he was again, rounding on her before she could escape.

"Hey," he said, all easy smiles and drawn-out vowels, only compounding her confusion, "you, uh, come here often, or...?"

Instead of pointing out the obvious - that this was her family's lodge, so, yeah, she kinda-sorta had a tendency to show up there from time to time - Hannah flashed him a tight, apologetic smile. "I think I'm in the wrong room," she said, and when his face fell, not just faltered but fell, she hastily tacked on a skittish, "sorry."

"Wrong ro - " he started to say, his expression flashing through each phase of grief before meeting hers in the land of confusion, the daydreamy quality gone from his eyes, " - wait, waitwaitwait, who did you think you were meeting in here, Han?"

And just like that, her face lit up, superheated not by the candle she'd been carrying (there'd been a million different self-indulgent paperback romance scenarios playing on repeat in her head since she'd had the bright idea to light her way with it instead of her phone), but her own embarrassment; "I, um, uh, well, based on the handwriting, I...J-Jess," she said slowly, and when his expression changed again, when he stopped looking at her and instead looked over her shoulder into the darkness of the guest room, flabbergasted and perplexed, she again added a small, sheepish, "sorry...I'll just, um...I'll just go now...I think."

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Heyy!!

can you do an au where the twins are found (alive!) and help Josh with his prank?

The call came in the middle of the night (once everyone had left, of course, because of all the things the mountain was, hungry and hateful and dangerous, spiteful topped the list), but none of the Washingtons thought of sleep as they rushed to the small hospital in Blackwood Township proper. There were too many questions, answered and unanswered, too much relief, justified and premature, too few explanations, too hazardous conditions to take their minds from the snowy roads, too, too, too...and two.

Hannah's leg was broken in a way that threw doubt on her ever zipping across the tennis court again, Beth's back fractured in a way the doctors swore she'd heal from but couldn't promise anything past that. They were cold, and they were hungry, and they were gaunt, and there were places where their skin had gone dusky grey-black with frostbite, but of all those things his sisters were, wouldn't you know it...

Spiteful topped the list.

"Don't let them tell anyone back home we're okay," Hannah managed through grit teeth once their parents slipped out of the room to talk to the night nurses, her skin clammy from the pain medication, "not yet;" "Not until we figure out what we're going to do to them, she means," Beth said overtop of her, her eyes shut against the sight of all the lines in her arms, the brace stabilizing her spine, "not until we've got it down by heart."

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Emily loves to hold hands

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Sam thinks Josh is so cute when he’s annoyed

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This is not a safe space for people that HATE Chris’s hair and I’ll tell you why ok???

First of all the little swoop is cute, look at it.. wow

Second: HE LIKES IT. Ok?? Imagining him getting up every morning to do his hair like that because he thinks it’s COOL. UGH. please leave my boy alone thnx

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Emily/Sam/Hannah have matching plushies