#I SCRAMBLED to get a screenshot of one and HERE SHE IS!!!!!!!!!!

[stardestroyer81]

✨ YOU WILL LOOK AT HER!!! ✨

[disneyprincemuke]

another name ends up in lights * tlo

pairings: max verstappen x fem!driver

word count: 4.1k

notes: sorry it took me so long, i had a writing crisis

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“hold on a minute,” felicity mutters, scrambling over her words as max starts to pull out his laptop. “i thought i was here so you could tell me about fleur.”

max turns his head amidst trying to be comfortable in his couch. he blinks at the younger driver in confusion, yet continues to type away on his laptop. “i am going to tell you about fleur.”

“then what is that? why are you whipping your laptop out?” she scowls slightly, eyebrows furrowing with growing frustrations. “don’t tell me you’ve got some document about fleur ready-made for situations exactly like this.”

at this point, max has returned his attention to his laptop screen. “just sit down — you’ll find out why i dug my laptop out for this.”

“you could have just declined when i asked about her, you know.”

max stops typing and turns his head fully to throw her a look. a look that’s pure irritation and he has to remind himself that they are not close enough for him to be rolling his eyes at her.

that, and she might take it the wrong way.

“come here,” max pats the empty spot on the couch in his driver’s room. he turns his laptop to show her what he’s pulled up.

it’s a word document — hundreds of pages filled with screenshots of headlines that are about fleur.

“this is the first headline about her when she joined f1.”

🚨 | FORMULA 1 BREAKING: Mercedes signs 2016 F2 Champion following Nico Rosberg’s retirement ahead of the 2017 season.

max would always tell you that he loved you from the moment he met you. you’d typically argue that he first met you when you were in f2 together, which he would then claim he doesn’t remember that interaction happening.

when you first joined, you were slightly more reserved. on joint media day with everyone else, you were more of a wallflower than a race car driver, opting for the comfort of a corner with your helmet in your arms. during testing session, you stayed in your garage, following lewis, toto and james wherever they went.

on the first media day of the new season, fate had it that you would be squeezed together on a couch for an entire half hour.

at some point during the press conference, max started to feel bad for you. he swears that the arrangement for it was skewed in a sense that they had thrown into a room with a bunch of the males on the grid.

there were plenty of other women on the grid — why were you being sandwiched between a bunch of other guys? he always regretted not standing up for you that day, when the supposed industry standard bunch of journalists were hounding you for superficial topics but never about racing.

but at the time, he hadn’t really known you at all to be speaking for you.

you tried to slip out unnoticed from the media room when the existing drivers huddled up to catch up with one another. max wasn’t interested in that; he was interested in you.

he trailed behind you momentarily, eager to finally introduce himself to you. on the current grid, you were the only person here that’s remotely close to his age at all. everyone he’d grown up with are still in the junior series.

he would find you behind the mercedes home, in the back alley with the aircon vents. you were squatting on the ground, picking on the gravel of the floor, humming softly to yourself.

“is everything okay?” max asked softly, peered over the corner of the building with a small smile.

max remembers, clear as day, the way you flinched at the sound of his voice. you turned your head to him with wide eyes and scramble to get to your feet, as if you were a deer caught in headlights or a toddler caught doing something they shouldn’t be doing. you give him a sheepish grin, “i’m okay. thank you.”

max shrugged and stepped out into your view, “media day can be a bit brutal, can’t it? i’m sorry, they sounded really harsh on you earlier.”

you nodded, hands clasping on your lap. “they are always like that.”

he was still really young: just 19 with barely 2 years of experience to his name. and there you were, barely able to meet his eyes, speaking in a soft and gentle voice.

“i would really like to be by myself right now,” you told him softly. “i don’t mean to be rude, but i really appreciate you checking up on me.”

max understood that. in fact, he really respected that you were able to draw the boundary immediately. though, he was a little shocked at your bluntness. “i’m max, by the way.”

you looked down at his extended hand, and max would notice the small smile growing on your lips. you take his hand, “you can call me fleur.”

“well, i’ll be around here somewhere if you change your mind,” max offered with a grin. “just shout my name — i’ve got really good hearing and a sturdy shoulder to cry on if you need it.”

your laugh was a sound that he had immediately fallen in love with, light, airy and contagious. max always says that you only ever laughed at his jokes to make him feel good and less lame, but you claimed to have always found him funny.

“thank you, max. i really appreciate that.”

while max would spend the next 15 minutes finding something else to do, it was an even bigger surprise when you approached him in the paddocks with a small smile and 2 cans of drinks in your arms.

a monster drink and a red bull. you would hand him the latter as you took on his offer to be a friend.

max soon came to learn that his time with you during a race weekend in sparse. he would barely run into you for the next 2 weekends, only ever catching you on the back of the truck for the driver’s parade. even then, lewis typically stuck by your side.

and if it wasn’t your teammate, it was someone else taking up your time. other drivers on the grid, or the interviewer whisking you away before he could get to you.

you always argued that he clearly hadn’t liked you enough to find a way to get to you, but max always retorted that you were just too popular for him.

he owed a lot of the following interactions with you to daniel and sebastian, who were both a terror to everyone on the grid. the next time he got to interact with you was during the driver’s parade, weeks later than he’d preferred.

you were the one to call his name out, beckoning him over to the cosy corner you’d tucked yourself in with daniel and sebastian. “hey, max!” you were beckoning him to where you were. “we were just talking about you!”

you always told him that you had a feeling that he had a crush on you, always citing that his cheeks would turn a shade of red after you said that to him.

“about me?” max raises his eyebrows, pointing a finger at himself. “have you been whispering things in her ear about me already? the year’s barely started.”

sebastian threw him a teasing smirk and his eyes narrowed into a playful glare. “why, you’ve got something to hide, max?”

“they were just telling me how impressive you are around this track,” you smiled, gesturing around you. “i might need some tips. it’s my first time and i need to impress.”

max shook his head, “i’m not sure that’s a good idea — what if you beat me?”

“oh, you.” your words hit him like a truck. your small smile, soft laugh as you threw your head back almost sent him into a spiral. “i could never beat the guy they swear is a racing god.”

a racing god. that always stuck with him, even after years of your breakup. you would always call him a racing god without acknowledging how heavenly you were when you raced.

max always swore, when you were still around, that you could have been the only one to beat him. sometimes, when he lies awake at night all alone in his apartment, he thinks that he wouldn’t have multiple championships if you chose to stick around.

“don’t be silly,” max laughed. “you’re not so shabby of a driver yourself, fleur.”

“is that a challenge, max?”

he nodded, “you bet.”

your first podium was nothing short of a huge celebration within the team at mercedes. he hadn’t initially noticed both the mercedes cars still in display in the middle of the track until he had finished taking his weight.

he tried looking around for you within the swarm of people out on the track with the top 3 finishers. he would linger by the barriers, eager to find you.

when he found you, you were bouncing on your toes with the widest smile he’s seen anyone put on their face. the sun shined down on you, making you look even more heavenly than max remembered you looking.

he felt a warmth spread through his chest at your happiness. your happiness seemed to be as contagious as your laughter and he can’t help but feel happy for you.

max didn’t feel like that often; most of the things in his life started to grow stagnant at that point in his life. it was difficult to find the joy in most things lately.

perhaps it was the bright smile on your face. he says that even the moon and the stars can feel the happiness radiating from you.

lewis even had to sneak up behind you, grabbing your shoulders firmly to hold you in place. lewis had said something to you and you laughed. you laughed so loud that max could hear it from where he was at parc ferme.

he caught your eye as lewis whirled you around to head over to the cooldown room. your smile widened again as you pointed at where you car was parked and he felt that same warmth spreading through his entire bdoy again.

he sent you a thumbs up and mouthed a quick ‘congratulations’ to you. he laughed at himself a few seconds later, ridiculing himself for thinking that you would even understand what he had mouthed to you.

yet you managed to surprise him again when you mouthed back a ‘thank you’ along with a heart shape gesture with your hands.

you were quickly yanked away by lewis and sebastian into into the cooldown room, but max was still stunned at your mere heart gesture.

max later confessed that that gesture alone sent him into a frenzy that would last up until the moment you confessed to him.

🚨 | FORMULADATING Mercedes driver spotted on a date with an NBA player in New York City.

for starters, max never knew that you were into arrogant men. loud men, maybe, considering how bubbly you were.

“i had no idea she was into basketball players,” max would bring up randomly as he waited with daniel for their marketing shoot to start.

he mentioned it in passing, and only because he overheard one of their marketing executives speculating in the corner about the basketball player you were spotted on a date with.

some devin guy.

daniel raised an eyebrow and looked up from his phone. “hm? what’s that supposed to mean?”

“fleur doesn’t really seem like the type of girl to fancy american guys. you know, loud and arrogant guys?”

it was a surprise that daniel had not caught on yet. “what type of guys do you supposed fleur likes then — guys like you?”

max remembers feeling shell shocked that daniel would say that. had he really been so obvious? “what do you mean guys like me? i don’t like fleur like that.”

“i meant arrogant guys, but less obvious about it?” daniel raised his eyebrows, hand to his chest at max’s words. “you like fleur?”

he blinked and repeated himself, “i just said i don’t like her like that.”

“yeah, but i never said anything remotely close to that at all.”

max would scratch the back of his neck, feigning irritation. in reality, he was afraid that daniel would catch on and snitch to you. “i mean–”

he would get cut off by the team’s content creator, signaling that they should start filming before it gets late.

saved by the bell.

for the next couple of weeks, max tried limiting how much he interacted with you. his heart constantly felt like jumping out of his ribs every time he would interact with you so he figured that he should pull back.

it’s not like inter-driver relationships were not the norm around here — with the choice to encourage a mix-gender grid, it was inevitable — but max does not want to take his chances. the chances of ruining a good friendship with you is too big of a risk than just packing his feelings into a box.

but avoiding you was not easy. the more his feelings grew, the more daniel had caught on and started to try putting him in situations where you are.

max would have been more thankful, had the girl he has a crush on not been you. being lovers while being competitors is a tough choice.

he saw you with your arms crossed, lips pouted and eyebrows furrowed. sebastian, daniel and lewis surrounded you, roaring in laughter before you whined loudly and stomped a foot into the ground.

“it was not even!” you shrieked loudly, catching max’s attention. “you guys are speculating.”

when you caught max’s eyes, you quickly beckoned for him to come over to where you were. clearly being terrorised by the 3 men.

“can you tell these oldies that just because i’m seen with a man, does not mean it was a date?” you frowned, folding your arms over your chest.

you raised your eyebrow as you awaited his answer, to which max admits to this day that you scared the wits out of him at the moment.

“in our defense,” daniel cleared his throat, “she was seen holding hands with one of them.”

max huffed and put his hands on his hips. “of course! how would you guys like it if she was seen with one of you and everyone thinks it’s a date?”

sebastian pouted his lips and shook his head, “it would never happen. i’m too old for her.”

“i have a girlfriend,” lewis explained with a hand to his chest.

heads collectively turned to daniel, who had been strangely silent. the australian shrugged and grinned at you with a wink, “you have my number.”

“gross,” sebastian sighed as he whisked daniel away. he rambled on something about how you were just a kid, and the latter just laughed and said he was kidding.

you would turn to max with a small smile, “thank you. if it weren’t for you, they would have eaten me alive.”

🚨 | FORMULADATING Mercedes rookie wins race, embraces The Maze Runner lead at parce ferme.

“wow,” max muttered, barely glancing at where you were in the paddocks.

he remembers it clear as day: you were changed out of your race suit, fresh out of the shower in a beautiful dress- embracing some man. some man whose name he would later learn is dylan something. he doesn’t even want to remember it at all.

that week was forgettable, anyway.

he wasn’t going to approach you, until a hand landed firmly on his back and started pushing him in your direction. then another figure popped up next to him: sebastian and daniel.

of course.

now that you walked with some man on your arm, max couldn’t help but feel that he might have read between the lines too much. he could have sworn that you were interested in him. somehow, some way.

“fleur!” sebastian called out, a laugh threatening to terrorise the paddocks. “who do we have here!”

max couldn’t wipe the permanent scowl off his face, or so daniel would say whenever he would tell this story.

he watched you untangle yourself from the — then — unnamed man. you turned around and frowned, arms folded over your chest. “what do you want?”

daniel put his weight on max, sporting a giddy smile on his face. “aren’t you going to introduce us to your friend?”

you pursed your lips. “nope.”

you turned on your heel and whisked dylan away, leaving sebastian and daniel’s whines and pleads in the air.

sebastian frowned and pointed a finger at you as you walked away, “she must be hiding something from us.”

“probably,” daniel speculated with a hum. though, he tapped his finger against his lips as you continued to walk away. “it’s definitely fishy.”

“it’s probably none of our business,” max added on softly.

daniel turned to him, eyes narrowed. he started to hum louder. “we’ll get to the bottom of this.”

max had absolutely no idea what was going to transpire.

max took another attempt at avoiding you after news broke that you were embracing some man in the paddocks. again, long story as to how that whole saga eventually ended.

while you were often considered non-confrontational, max bumped into you in the paddocks during the second last race of the season. you had a look on your face that he couldn’t quite decipher at the time.

“i feel like i haven’t seen you in forever!” you shrieked, gently hitting him on the shoulder. “if i were a little crazier, i’d say you’ve been avoiding me on purpose, max verstappen.”

the last thing that max wanted to see every time he stepped onto the paddocks was the cameras plastering your stupid little boyfriend’s face on every screen around the track. he already saw his face everywhere on social media when he tried to stalk you; he didn’t need it in person too.

“hm?” max perked with a small smile. he tries his best to act cordial with you; as if the thought of you with somebody else that’s not him isn’t absolutely driving him insane. “i think it’s been really busy these past couple of weekends. you know, with the season ending and anything.”

he watched a knot form on your forehead. to be honest, he felt really bad avoiding you — you’re a very friendly person, and very lovely and cheerful at that.

and the way his feelings just keep growing every single time you smiled his way, it’s too much for him to keep dealing with.

you were constantly in his mind — he wondered what you’re doing, where you are, if you somehow still feel the same way. sometimes, it got to a point where he assumed that you were pulling some kind of twisted joke on him.

sometimes he would tell himself he was just being delusional, clearly a fool to take your friendliness as something more. even then, he alluded to the possibility that you liked toying with his feelings; that wrapping men around your fingers was something you liked doing.

“hm,” you hummed, raising an eyebrow as you slowly turned on your heel. “sure.”

amd then you were gone. you turned on your heel and picked up your feet to disappear into the paddocks.

max remembered feeling slightly hopeless that day, feeling like he had lost all hope and chances of at least keeping you as a friend.

but it would all come to a halt soon.

well, sooner than he thought.

“i didn’t know you could bring dates to grid dinner,” daniel joked, leaning back his seat with an amused smile.

max remembers that daniel was entertained, because daniel would look between him, you and the damn man standing next to you with your hand in his, and laughed.

max swore you were doing it on purpose.

“because she’s not,” lewis announced. “he just dropped her off.”

“diva so soon, eh, fleur?” carlos joked with a soft snort. “you’ve got a chauffer already?”

“yeah, you’re next with the way you keep looking at her,” sebastian joked, pointing at you. “thank you, dylan, for making sure she got here safe.”

but you weren’t having much of their teasing. you lingered by the entrance, looking at max. you briefly left the room, probably to bid your stupid date goodbye, before you came back in with red cheeks.

and you were still looking at him.

after that, he was damn sure this was all on purpose.

max unzipped his race suit, brushing his hands through his damp hair. he’d ended up finishing behind you on that last race of the season.

he glanced over his shoulder where you were climbing out of your car, and he quickly whirled back around to avoid you. he will just get the interview over and done with, congratulate lewis and go on his merry way.

at least, that was the plan.

“hey, verstappen!” he could single out your voice in the loud chatter and the speakers that broadcast lewis everywhere. “hey, wait for me!”

he tried walking faster and playing it off. he made a mental note to say he must have not heard you from all the noise and ruckus.

but he didn’t get very far. he felt a soft shove to his shoulder, stumbling forward and suddenly you were standing in front of him. in all your glory, damn hair flowing down your back, the sweat illuminating your face and the top of your race suit hanging by your waist.

“oh, fleur! hi!”

“you’re avoiding me. what’s the problem?” you frowned, throwing your arms into the air.

max shook his head and tried turning his body to another direction. “i’m sorry, fleur. i’m just really busy. i have a–”

“i don’t get it,” you sighed, dropping your hands by your side. “i thought you liked me.”

he blinked at you, slightly confused. “what?”

you threw your head back and rolled your eyes. “yeah, i thought we had something going on there for a moment. i thought you felt it too but then you started avoiding me.”

truthfully, up to this day, max would always say that he never expected what would happen next.

“i even flung dylan around the damn paddocks to act like my boyfriend to make you jealous,” you laughed. “i swear it worked for a little bit.”

that laugh always stuck with max: there was a touch of humour to it, but it was dry from hopelessness. he would only hear that twice. this was one of the two times.

“so, are you just gonna stand there with your jaw on the floor?” you snorted, folding your arms over your chest. “you gonna ask me out or what?”

max blinks. “why are you laughing?” felicity is hunched over to the ground, fists lightly hitting the floor as she tries to control her laughter. max continues to blink, laptop in his lap. “i don’t understand – what is so funny?”

the rookie finally sits up. she smiles, “i can’t believe it. max verstappen didn’t make the first move?”

“that’s not the point of the story, you know.”

“i know, but like,” she wipes the tears from the edge of her eyes, “the max verstappen couldn’t ask a girl out on a date?”

“there were a lot of things to consider, okay? for one, i’m a red bull driver and she was a mercedes driver,” he pointed out, flailing his arms into the air in hopes that she would get his point. “you’ve seen relationships around here. they never last.”

felicity nods as she hums, “keep your relationship or your job.” she sighs and drops her back against the wall behind her. “i’m sorry. if you don’t wanna continue telling me about her, it’s alright.”

max smiles, shrugging. “it feels nice to talk about her again with someone new.”

“you’ve talked about all this to someone else recently?”

“yeah – rocky. 2 years ago when she was a rookie.”

“oh, how come?”

“she’s dating logan.”

"rocky? like andretti rocky and williams logan that got dropped mid-season last year?" her eyes widen when max nods. “they’ve been dating that long? i thought they just announced their relationship a year ago."

"they've been dating since they were in f3, dude."

"wow!"

“they’re engaged now, you know. he proposed a couple weeks ago on a couple’s trip? even almost lost the damn ring!” max rambles, rolling his eyes. he quickly catches himself and puts a hand up to stop felicity from deviating the conversation to something else. “wait, we shouldn’t be talking about rocky and logan. you can ask her yourself, ‘kay?”

max grabs the laptop again. “so, anyway.”

(next)

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[the-great-rat-attorney]

what's going on here is: barok has challenged whether mcgilded's "small box" could possibly be anything relevant or worth stealing, given that ryuu himself "proved" mcgilded to be an ordinary, upstanding citizen. gina has told ryuu that mcgilded pawned the box in order to hide it from the police, so ryuu can prove the relevance by putting gina on the stand, but...

barok's good at his job. he already expected gina had lied in mcgilded's trial, and based on the items pawned the night of the omnibus murder (and the way multiple people scrambled to steal them) he figured out a general idea of what really happened. so this is one of barok's tests for ryuu -- not "do you have the skill?" this time, but "how far will you go?" so when ryuu steps up and requests gina's testimony...

barok is impressed. ryuu is knowingly risking not just gina, but his own career. it would be wrong to frame what barok's doing as a "trap" -- i suppose revealing a scandal that could threaten ryuu's whole career in england could be the trap, but this information is more immediately likely to reveal the potential culpability of graydon in the current trial, i.e. to destroy barok's case. if gina lied, she didn't murder. if she murdered, she didn't lie. so, yes, i'm sticking with test. every time ryuu steps up like this, barok's determination to loathe and distrust him takes another hit.

i think, also, that ryuu's trusting barok here. he's trusting that barok is trying to steer this trial toward the right verdict, not just to dig up dirt on gina and ryuu. for once, the trial is NOT at risk of ending immediately if ryuu doesn't act; they're waiting for the police to bring back the small box regardless. but barok wants to put this information into its context now, and ryuu sees sense in that. he could fight for a different testimony from another witness, but he takes barok's cue.

(i wonder if barok actually argued for ryuu to recieve lesser disciplinary action from stronghart after this trial.)

(also... that last screenshot is what he says when ryuu gets down on one knee? uwu ignore me)

[finnstansonly]

share/give to help two families!!

Hey guys! I got a message on Bluesky by someone to share her campaign, and I also got a request to share her brother's gofundme, and the link to her paypal which she uses to help her friend's family that don't have their own account. Since i have way more followers here than I do on there, I asked for her permission to post it here, and she said yes.

Hanaa is a mother of 5 children trying to take care of her family. She would like to raise money for treatment of some injuries/sickness her kids and husband have sustained on top of needing to pay for food, water, and shelter. here is where you can donate to her gfm.

Additionally, she has gotten a gfm set up for her brother, Muhammmad, as well as a link to her paypal to help support her friend's family of 11.

message screenshots under the cut

also, one of my mutuals in the replies asked abt any verification this campaign might have. I really just used my own discernment when deciding to trust this campaign, but I will include what convinced me to help spread the campaigns. i'm not a verifier so i just tried to do some cursory inspection (looking through posts, images/video, looking for her corresponding twitter account, making sure names matched up between account names related to the gfms and the paypal account).

i added alt text to the screenshots but i've heard that sometimes alt text messes up so i transcribed it below as well. i'm not sure if it's the proper way to do text ID, but it is accurate to the text in the images.

[IMAGE 1 TEXT ID: Hello, my dear, I am Hanaa from Gaza, from Palestine. I am a mother of five children. We have been suffering from a genocidal war for a whole year. There is no food, no clothes, no clean water. Our house was completely destroyed and we were left homeless with a tent. The tent was also burned, and my husband was injured in the back. Please help me to provide treatment for my husband and food and water for my children, and help me collect the rent for the room that I rented, otherwise we will be thrown out on the street. Please.

I need to pay the room rent, treatment for my husband who was injured in the war, and other necessities so that we can live. This campaign is the only income for my family.]

[IMAGE 2 TEXT ID: (Me) Can you explain why I got a message around the same time from an account linked to a different gofundme but the same paypal account as the one you've sent met? That made me feel uneasy due to the uncertainty, so I wanted to get some clarity from you before I made my post.

(Hanaa) Hello, my dear, how are you? This paypal belongs to me, but I also help my family and my friend's family through this PayPal because he does not have a PayPal account

(Me) Thank you so much for clearing that up. I'll be making the post now and hopefully that will get some more donations rolling in.

(Hanaa) Thank you, my dear, for your help. Please also, if you can help my friend's family by publishing, do not hesitate. It is a family in dire need of help. END TEXT ID]

[Image text ID: i did look through hana's bluesky account and she also has a twitter that is w her name and her [paypal] and [gofundme] and the images/videos of her family are consistent, but i really just had to use my own discernment with this one.

her bluesky handle seems to be just random letters, which i'd attribute to everyone scrambling over there from twitter, but her x/twitter handle represents [the] name which is connected to her name on the paypal and the name in the second gfm (the one on her brother's behalf) does also match her name from her paypal. END TEXT ID]

[xxnashiraxx]

With Stars to Fill My Dream (13) - Moving Through the Silence Without Motion

Whew- sorry, this one took longer than anticipated!! I was on vacation last weekend and couldn't make the last-minute changes I wanted to make that would have allowed me to post on Tuesday, but it's all done now! ☺ Back on schedule!

✧˖ Release Schedule: Every 2 Weeks ˖✧

Summary: The camp deals with the aftermath of their encounter with the dream visitor, and a certain fluffy friend joins their odd group of misfits. Ofelia experiences another embarrassing predicament, and their party finally enters the goblin camp to face down the three leaders and clear the way for the tieflings in the Grove. Branded by a priestess, rediscovering the luxury of coffee, and sharing a sweet opportunity with her favorite fanged companion aren't enough to cushion the blow of reality all while Astarion tries to sort through emotions he would rather not address.

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Warnings: 18+. Mentions of past abuse and trauma. Canon-typical violence and gore.

Word Count: 7,603

AO3

Took some fun screenshots!! Please enjoy the opening below the cut ❤

✧˖Tag List: @khywren @allymcfee

“Are you alright?” Shadowheart pokes her face into Ofelia’s tent, pale and clammy. Ofelia scrambles to wipe her tears away, nodding and meeting the half-elf’s eyes.

“Yeah… I think so… did you see it too?” Shadowheart’s lips set in a firm line, nodding softly.

“We all did. Here, it’s dawn… come out. Let’s all sit and talk around the fire.”

Ofelia heeds Shadowheart’s suggestion, pulling her boots on and fixing her hair into a loose bun, resolving to bathe before they start the day. Officially. She hesitates, once again finding her return to her bedroll to be a mystery.

The last thing she remembers is swaying in Astarion’s arms, thinking about how pretty he looked under the light of stars, music from her own world making her feel like they were in their own pocket in time, separated from the tadpole, the cult, all of it. She remembers wishing he’d been from Earth, that way she’d want to go back… And try as she might, she can’t bury these stupid feelings.

Her face flushes in shame at the memory of pressing that kiss to his cheek, that pang of longing when he hadn’t shoved her away but instead gazed at her in surprise… It makes forgetting that it happened ten times worse. Then she returned to her tent, somehow, a faint feeling of unease now clouding her mind. How did she get back? Did she go back alone? She can’t shake the feeling that she’s missing something important, but she can’t put her finger on what it might be…

She walks out into the early dawn, stunned to find another surprise- a welcome one at that.

“Scratch!” Ofelia crumples to her knees as he runs up from beyond the outskirts of their camp, the rest of her groggy companions yelping or jumping out of the way as the dog barrels into her. “Oh, I’m so glad you're safe!” She mumbles into his fur as it pokes her neck and cheek and he nearly knocks her backward. He licks her face and barks and she scratches his ears, giving him little kisses on the snout and top of his head.

“Is that a dog? Oh my goodness!” Karlach cries tearfully, bringing a stick over. She seems to be talking to Scratch, but all Ofelia can hear are soft yips and excited growling. “He says he wants to stay if we’ve got the room?”

“Oh my god of course he can stay!” Ofelia sobs, wiping her eyes as Scratch licks the happy tears off her cheeks. “I love him so much,” She sniffles to Karlach and the two of them giggle and lead Scratch over to the fire as the rest of their companions huddle around.

“In addition to Lae’zel, we’re letting more than one mangy mutt stick around?” Astarion frowns, a sour look on his face. Ofelia scoffs as Gale hands her a steaming cup of tea, watching Lae’zel do no more than grunt and roughly shoulder the vampire out of the way on her path toward the fire. His affronted yelp and subsequent snarl make Ofelia laugh under her breath as she smiles at Gale in thanks and hands Scratch a couple of hunks of sausage from their stock.

“You all were approached in your sleep by the same visitor, weren’t you?” Astarion mutters, lips still twisted in displeasure. Ofelia regards his unkempt head of hair with an amused smile, feeling privileged to see him before he’s had a chance to put himself together for the day.

[ngray192]

CHAOS THEORY SEASON TWO IS OUT!!!! As you all expected, I watched it all in one sitting and wrote notes on everything! Under the cut is my train of thought and commentary on the season, and no, you will not be given context for anything that I wrote.

- omg I’ve been waiting all dayyyyy

- Raptor lady is gone, I wonder who the new villain is.

- I wonder if this is gonna tie into Dominion at all

- Boat!!

- Shoutout to Nick “Rocket” Rodriguez

- I’m sorry did they make a hammock in here????

- Only Sammy can make a shipping container into a home

- Yaz I love you

- Yasammyyyyyyy ugh they’re adorable

- I knew it was a baryonyx!!!

- Kenjis so sad

- Why is he throwing lettuce into the ocean?

- Like five minutes in and there’s so many small yasammy moments

- Ex-kon was hilarious, you guys just don’t get it

- LET HIM COPE

- Yaz and Kenji moment!!!!

- Therapist Yaz is my favorite

- I love her development and growth omg

- Hybrid Dino??

- Kenji Kon, stop leaving the container

- A storms brewing

- Why is there just an open crate of lettuce?

- Bro you’re wasting so much lettuce

- They were in Louisiana last season?

- How tf have you not been caught?

- The water animationnnn

- Oh shit

- Ben please don’t get shocked again

- Ngl I’d offer to help too

- Yaz and Kenji in their besties era

- BUMPYS EGG

- Is that a baryonyx?

- DID IT DIE???

- Two?!

- The ashes from the fire animation is wild

- Yes saves the Dino eggs

- Oh fuck this is kinda graphic I love it

- This gives the same vibes as the actual movies and I’m all for it

- Bro that parasarolaphus (I cannot spell) looks scary af

- Sammy running to Yaz for Yasammy, Ben running to Kenji?????

- Lets see a person die

- Aaaaah it’s the scene from the clip I saw!!!!

- Such a cool chase scene

- BUMPYS EGG

- KENJI STOP

- He didn’t help you, he saved your fucking life

- Are we gonna get a “Kenji is suicidal” arc???

- Tell me why I was actually worried? They’re not gonna kill Kenji

- Brotherss

- Those eggs should be scrambled wtf

- A lot of Yaz and Kenji moments I’m here for it

- Open up, PLEASE

- Oh shitttt

- He’s not gonna tell anyone, is he?

- THE MEMORIAL IM CRYING

- Solid first episode

Episode 2

- “marooned five”

- The light shining from the clouds??? Beautiful

- Ok, this is a valid “not telling the group the truth” plot line, he doesn’t wanna distract them and be wrong

- I’m sorry, who tf are you people??

- Wait is this small child gonna join the group??

- Please don’t be a big part of the show, I wanna focus on Camp Fam

- Are the dinosaurs protecting her? I love that

- What kinda Dino is that? Gallimimus? Struithominous?

- Did they change clothes or just take off their jackets?

- Omg they can’t split into 3 groups of 2 anymore

- Yasammy side mission!!!

- I love Kenji omg

- They’re such brothers, I love it

- Same old dino nerd

- Why are you not concerned that people are on your property?

- Why would you just tell her a large portion of your plan??

- I kinda want this lady to be evil

- Can we get a name for this girl soon?

- No she found the eggs!!!

- Why tf would you take it from the bush and leave it out in the open?

- Do you need service to play a video like that?

- Also you can def show the group just the thumbnail for the video and they’ll see her

- They’re so goofy, I love them.

- I was right, it is a gallimimus!!

- It’s like a dino-mill upriver

- Damnit, you guys just fucked up the balanced ecosystem here

- Cool ass dino omg

- The colors on herrrr

- Please don’t fall out of a tree

- The rice nooooo

- It’s a suchomimus

- Stop trying to fix things omg

- I’m sorry but I don’t care about the mom and daughter

- “Off-brand alligator”

- I love how Yasammy is usually Team Distraction

- Darius is so fast wtf

- Rock climber Kenji

- MOVE KENJI

- HES SO STUPID AND BEING SO DANGEROUS

- They are kicking that Suchomimus’s ass omg

- His voice is so much deeper than in CC

- Screenshot and show the rest of the group the picture of Brooklyn omfg

- Animata and Zayna

- SHOW THEM

- SHOW THEMMMMMM

- UGH

- I hate you

- Captain Kenji!!

- Ngl this season isn’t as interesting as season 1, but hopefully it’ll get better

Episode 3

- This episode is titled “Clever Girl 86”

- Brooklyn!!!

- And freshly amputated damn

- YOU “stitched her up” AT HOME???

- Aww a compy lost its foot?

- I love when people in shows have realistic reactions

- She drove a motorcycle??

- Video call!!

- I don’t like that jacket

- Clevergirl86 is someone from Dark Jurassic, maybe Ronnie??

- Ok, so this is the day they broke up?

- I should’ve finished rewatching it he first season

- Oh is it love confession time?

- He’s such a bad liar

- No, it’s different with Ben because they’re IN love

- Girl don’t say “unless…”

- Yikes

- I love how you can see the reflections on screens, it’s so cool

- Account was hacked???

- It doesn’t look like enough of her arm is gone

- Is this a full Brooklyn episode? It’s only episode 3

- Ronnie is definitely a lesbian

- Alcohol will take the edge off, let’s get hammered

- I hate the pixie cut, I’m sorry

- Awww Gordon

- OVER 60??

- Her dads are in town for the funeral???

- This is so sad

- She still acts like Brooklyn

- Wow, never mind a lot of her arm is gone

- Kill the DPW guy

- Stab him, you’re dead you can’t be put on trial for murder

- I refuse to believe Raptor Lady speaks to people on the phone

- Ok, but staying dead was kind smart

Episode 4

- the dino liberators are here

- He’s trying to be Kenji and I don’t like it

- Why wear masks if you’re just gonna take them off and use your real names?

- A trust fund? Earnest is fr just Kenji but worse and mixed with a little bit of Dave

- Syd?

- The animation is gorgeous

- OUTFIT CHANGES???

- Her username is Esther Stone

- Nosey ass kid

- Yaz looks so cute!!!

- Do not take the child with you

- Please tell us what happened with Sammy’s family

- Nooooo don’t go with the group

- They all look like their faces and bodies changed when they changed clothes

- Ok, she’s still in America

- Are they gonna kill them???

- THEY TOOK GEBA

- Why tf is Kenji wearing those shoes?

- THEY KNOCKED HIM TF OUT

- The camera shaking as the dinos run out? I love it

- She’s a pretty good actress

- God I fucking hate this guy

- Why are the dinosaurs so sad?

- I don’t care about this child and her dinosaurs

- UHGHGHRHGGHHHHH I DONT WANT THIS CHILD HERE. IT IS A CAMP FAM SHOW

- Why is he being a dick all of a sudden?

- Dubai?

- She’s just like Ben dropping her phone in the water

Episode 5

- such a pretty show omg

- Sammy is such mom-material

- She’s 14???

- They’re back to their old outfits, sigh

- Why did they split up Darius, Sammy, Zayna and Kenji, Yaz, and Ben?

- Same old Ben

- Girl, the six of you lived together on an island for six months, privacy does NOT exist with this group

- Omg do you think it’s the girl from JW Dominion?

- “Damning”

- THE GADDY, DADDYS GADDY FROM SEASON 3

- How many close call sneaking scenes are we gonna have?

- Is it the girl from Dominion?

- Stop being weird about her missing limb??

- There’s no way Ben has cell service rn

- Not him using Yasminas head to get around the boat

- I love his little dino imitations

- This reminds me of JWCC season 1 episode 6 or 7 with the kayaks

- Ok, yeah it is the raptor girl from JW Dominion

- All around the globe?

- Oh fuck

- Come on, Sammy get the gun!

- KENJI WTF

- STOP

- The way her bangs move when she shakes her head, I love her

- Did the raptor press the elevators buttons what

- She’s kinda bad at painting

- Oh shitttt

- Is she the one hunting the kids?

- This penthouse chase scene is good

- Girl is not good at running from dinos

- The way she immediately puts the same arm up is a nice detail

- Girl you are not cut out for being on this journey with this group

- They were taking all the risks on those islands

- I’m not really getting anything marked on my bingo card

- TELL THEM

Episode 6

- what is in the water? Cause i doubt it’s the mossasaurus

- Awww a hippo

- Wait hippos are crazy dangerous

- Reminds me of the paras during the kayak episode in CC Season 1

- Zayna def should’ve known hippos are dangerous af

- “Dirtbag”

- You’re wasting all your food

- Throw the mangoes further omg

- KENJIN KON YOU ARE SO STUPID

- The details in the animationnnnnnughhgugggh

- Ben’s lips look so chapped omg

- I hate this child

- A lot of fire this season

- I don’t think she’s the Broker, I think there’s someone bigger

- Sammy needs to become a mom

- YOU SHOULD NOT HAVE CELL SERVICE HERE

- Oumars dead babe

- She’s vegetarian??

- OMG

- IS THAT A DEAD BODY????

- WTF

- They’re all so stressed out

- You’re gonna make her anxiety come back, let her breathe

- Brooklyn, wtf are you doing?

- Kill her

- Sucho number 2

- KENJI

- Don’t hide Yaz wtf

- Oh fuck that had to hurt

- THEYRE GONNA LEAVE HER BEHIND

- Lame, should’ve killed her

- They were 13 on the island?

- I guess she is the broker?

- Ok, girl nobody believes you

- Don’t give her the laser pointer

- IS HIS SHOULDER DISLOCATED

- BRO WTF

- They never would’ve shown half of this shit in JWCC

- YES NOW TURN BACK AND GET YAZ

- Oh she’s knocked tf out

Episode 7

- only a few more left

- Give her a break omg shits always happening to her

- Why is it taking so long for them to get back to her??

- … I guess the Sucho won

- I feel like the boats are much faster than going on foot?

- Also the current is not that strong

- Damn Sammy’s kinda scary when she’s worried about her wife

- Fuck this Sucho fr

- I wish we got more Ben and Darius this season, even just as friends

- Why are Kenji and Ben being so awkward??

- Darius does NOT know how to talk to children but he’s trying so hard

- Once again, the animation is gorgeous

- I love him

- I don’t like Zayna

- She’s real af for that though

- Yaz has a head injury and is climbing up trees rn, girlboss

- OH SHIT

- That lowkey scared me

- LEAVE HER ALONE

- THAT KICK OMG

- Girl is struggling

- I love a good Yaz-forward episode

- I love the way the eyes shine when the flashlights are on them

- Awww Kenji

- Benji?

- Aww Darius protecting Zayna

- “Oh jeez, oh jeez, oh jeez” I love him

- They are just beating the shit out of the local wildlife and I love it

- LIONS?!?

- This girl does not know everything omg

- Water and land are dangerous, you would’ve had problems either way

- Give her a break omfg

- IT CAN SWIM?!

- Yaz’s plot armor is absurd

- She needs to get back to her girlfriend, she is cold, wet, tired, injured

- You have paddles?? At least you should

- What dino is this?

- The dino fights are crazy this season

- You’re doing all of this in sandals??

- … at least you don’t have to worry about the Sucho anymore

- KENJI YOU RUINED THE MOMENT

- “My girl” STOPPPPP

- They’re so in love

- ITS DAYTIME???

- Probably my favorite episode so far

Episode 8

- this is 2 parter??

- I love how they all just know how to steer a boat???

- Awww Kenji protecting Yaz

- I love Sammy

- How tf can they hear a generator that far away??

- YES LEAVE HER BEHIND

- Girl

- Kenji is the older brother ever

- Oh shit a dino

- The chase scenes are good this season

- Kenji, stop IT

- Finally

- This is so sad

- Yasmina “not a hugger” Fadoula

- They’re so in sync

- Monolophasaurs?

- Benji are probably thriving rn be fr

- I love Ben

- Sammy’s so dorky I love it

- Oh my gosh

- Baby dino factory

- I hate Zayna, like I know she’s a kid but she’s annoying (I’m 17, I’m allowed to dislike children)

- Goodbye captain lang, damn

- Yasammy have not kissed ONCE this season (maybe they have, I’m not sure)

- They all take care of Zayna and that’s cute

- Yaz holding Sammy like that is adorable

- DO NOT SPLIT UP

- Why is Zayna the only person in this show with pierced ears?

- They should form a cheerleading team the way they’re lifting her

- Is this a dino fighting arena?

- IT HAS NO EYES

- This scene is actually so interesting

- FUCKING IDIOT GIRL

- Darius is the fucking king of sliding through small gaps

- Team Distraction for the win

- That is a child, why do you care if she thinks you’re cool or not??

- BRO SHOULD NOT BE ALIVE AFTER THAT FALL

- Kenjis still wearing those ugly ass shoes

- I love Ben

- WHY DID SHE JUST WALK IN THERE???

- SHE TOOK THE EGGS

- That was a good episode

Episode 9

- part 2

- That phone is huge

- Why are you having the one-armed girl drive?

- You shouldn’t trust her

- Dr. Sarr?

- Rewrite the genetic code??

- They’re still referred to as kids and I love it

- I do like episodes where I get to piece together a timeline

- What is this fucking music in the background?

- Oh shit she was working the crate and shit

- Seeing this all from her pov is kinda boring

- I was lowkey hoping for a more dramatic reveal

- I actually like how dark this season is and how every bad guy character is bad

- Oh my gosh

- Damnit Brooklyn you should’ve let her fall

- I don’t really like that we keep repeating the same scenes, but only slightly different

- It’s fine to split the Fam up like this, but we need to stop focusing on Brooklyn, I wanna go back to Ben and Kenji or Yasammy and Darius, split it up like we did in CC

Episode 10

- here we go, final episode

- Kenji needed that

- He def needed to release that anger

- I think we need to let Kenji kill someone

- Wtf how is he still alive?

- Baryonyxes are so cool

- Awww the dinosaurs are bonding

- It’s like the scene with the raptors and the hybrid in Jurassic Park 2 or 3

- I’m too invested to write notes lmao

- Those night vision sunglasses are kinda cool

- Fuck that kinda scared me

- Where is Zaynas dad?

- This season is lowkey scary

- How does her phone still have power? It’s been like 4 days

- Someone should’ve brought a gun

- They cannot hear you saying “I’m coming” in a normal volume be fr

- Ben and Kenji have been alone together way too much to not kiss

- Oh, there’s Zaynas dad

- WHERE ARE KENJI AND BEN

- Where did that car come from??

- Bro all of a sudden went into Tokyo Drift mode

- Kentrosaurus?

- Who let Kenji drive??

- There’s still so much to wrap up

- Biosyn??

- Wait does this take place before Dominion then?

- Ok, but BUMPYS EGG IS STILL IN THERE

- She def took bumpys egg out

- See? I know everything

- Oh, wait that’s it??

- I have mixed feelings.

[mother2monsters]

Serendipity in Seoul pt. 2

Prologue:

https://www.tumblr.com/mother2monsters/777678333890772992/title-is-a-work-in-progress?source=share

Disclaimer: Still don't know how to work Tumblr. I am on AO3 as well. Find me here: https://archiveofourown.org/users/BangtansNoona88/pseuds/BangtansNoona88

Without further ado..... lets go:

Back in Chicago, Destiny’s phone buzzed an hour later. She glanced at it, expecting another sympathy comment or Lyric’s nonsense. Instead, it was a DM—from a TikTok account with no profile pic, just a string of letters and numbers.

@RM94z: Saw your vid. You really wanna go to Korea that bad? I could make it happen.

Destiny snorted, rolling her eyes. “Another fake-ass sugar daddy,” she mumbled, tossing the phone aside. She’d gotten messages like this before—creeps offering to “paint her portrait” or send her Venmo for feet pics. She wasn’t falling for it. Cuz each time it was bullshit, but don’t judge a girl for trying.  Still, she screenshot it and sent it to Lyric.

“Look at this fool,” she typed. “I wish shit like this were real.”

Lyric’s reply was instant: “LMAO, tell him you need $5k and see what he says. Play along, girl.”

Destiny grinned, her petty streak kicking in. She slid back into the DMs, typing with all the femdom energy she could muster.

“Alright, ‘RM94z,’ if you’re serious, I need $5,000. Flight, hotel, concert ticket, skincare. Payment info in my bio. Show me how serious you are.”

She hit send, laughing to herself. “Ain’t no way,” she said aloud, already imagining the scammer’s lame excuse. Probably going to be like 'send me money first and then I’ll send it to you'. 'Whatever', she thought to herself. 

She refreshed her TikTok analytics—her video was at 2k views, not bad—when her phone chimed again. A payment notification.

$7,500 received from RM94z.

Destiny froze. Her heart slammed against her ribcage as she stared at the screen, the numbers glaring back at her like a fever dream. “What the fuck?” she whispered, her thumb trembling as she opened the app to confirm. It was real. Seven thousand five hundred dollars, sitting in her account, no strings, no note, just cold hard cash.

She scrambled back to TikTok, fingers shaking as she typed: “Who the hell are you?”

The reply came within minutes.

@RM94z: Someone who likes your energy. And maybe your stress ball technique. See you in Seoul?

Destiny’s fingers hovered over her phone, her breath caught somewhere between a scream and a laugh. $7,500. From some random TikTok account. RM94z. Her mind spun like a top—scammer? Sugar daddy? Namjoon himself? No, that last one was pure delulu, but the money was real. She could feel the sweat beading on her forehead as she reread the message: “Someone who likes your energy. And maybe your stress ball technique.”

“Oh, hell no,” she muttered, launching WhatsApp with the speed of a woman possessed. She voice-noted Lyric, her voice a frantic octave higher than usual. “Ric! Lyric! Girl, you will not believe this shit. That guy from TikTok? He just dropped seven thousand five hundred dollars into my account. Seven. Five. I said five grand as a joke, and he sent more! What the fuck do I do? Is this a prank? Am I about to get kidnapped? Call me!”

She hit send, then flipped to her group chat with Lyric and Nicole. Her thumbs flew across the screen.

Destiny: Y’ALL. EMERGENCY. Some dude on TikTok just sent me $7500 after I was playing on TikTok for Korea money. Look at this shit. [screenshot of payment] [screenshot of DMs]

Destiny: I’m losing my damn mind. Who is RM94z???

Her phone buzzed as Lyric’s call came through, her voice blasting before Destiny could even speak. “Bitch, WHAT? Seven grand? SEVEN GRAND? Who the hell is this man? Did you check if it’s real?”

“It’s real, Ric! It’s in my account! I’m staring at it!” Destiny paced her living room, nearly tripping over a pile of BTS photocards she’d been sorting for her TikTok shop. “I told him five thousand as a joke, and he sent more. What if it’s a scam? What if I spend it and the Feds show up?”

Lyric cackled, loud and unhinged. “Girl, if the Feds come, you tell ‘em some rich weirdo paid for your ass to get to Seoul. Nicole’s probably screaming in the chat right now.”

Destiny glanced at her phone as the group chat with Lyric and Nicole lit up.

Nicole: Bitch you manifested this. You squeezed that stress ball and the universe said “take my money”.

Nicole: $7500?? BOOK THE TRIP NOW.

Meanwhile, she flipped to her other group chat with Lyric, Stacy, and Lauren, dropping the same screenshots.

Destiny: Y’ALL I’M FREAKING OUT. TikTok dude sent me $7500. [screenshot of payment] [screenshot of DMs]

Stacy: Destiny WHAT THE FUCK?? Is this a sugar daddy or a BTS member?? RM94z… RM… NAMJOON???

Lauren: That’s flight, hotel, AND a new wig money. MEET US IN SEOUL!

Stacy: If this is real I’m quitting my job to beg on TikTok too.

“Ric, I’m losing it,” Destiny said, half-laughing, half-panicking. “What do I do? Do I message him back? Do I book the flight?”

“Yes, you message him, and yes, you book that damn flight!” Lyric barked. “You’re not missing Hobi’s concert—or the chance to see the members—over some ‘what if.’ Worst case, it’s a creep with cash. Best case, it’s Namjoon tryna get in your DMs. Either way, you’re going.”

Destiny exhaled hard, her heart still racing. “Okay. Okay, fine. I’m doing it.” She switched back to TikTok, staring at RM94z’s message. Her fingers trembled as she typed.

Destiny: Alright, first of all… thank you. For real. Money’s real, so I guess I’m Seoul-bound. Who are you really? And what’s with the extra $2500?

RM94z: Glad you’re coming. Extra’s for fun—buy something nice.

“Buy something nice?” Destiny muttered, incredulous.

“Who is this dude?”

But there was no time to overthink it. She opened her laptop, hands shaking as she searched for flights. Three days left meant prices were obscene, but with $7,500? She snagged a last-minute ticket to Seoul, departing in 36 hours, and she was still staying with Lyric cuz now she was low key scared she might get kidnapped. But YOLO. The rest she’d figure out later.

[rightyosources]

In my Hysteria Source Shift oh boy-

I never really speak about Hysteria publicly, or even draw him as much as the community has, which is very ironic considering he's my source-

I physically can't write about my experiences for long due to the fact I will get dizzy and light-headed; I suppose it's something I should address still but expect a bunch a trigger warnings!

TW// Domestic Abuse, Alcohol Abuse, Murder, S/H, Mental Illness, etc

Here's what I wrote down for source memories publicly on Toyhouse, I'm not repeating myself, so I took a screenshot instead. Okay? Good!

Now I suppose I should start before- BEFORE it all.

As we all know, I had a relationship with- someone we will refrain from speaking her name- and it wasn't...the healthiest. Now, lot of people hate her, I understand how you all feel, but even to this day- I admit I still have mix feelings about her, and it's cause I've seen all sides of her. It's a bit more complex, not black in white. She wasn't all terrible- I have memories of us actually being a happy, loving couple. It's honestly very bittersweet. It's just her terrible actions often outweighed the good.

She- did a lot of damaging things- to me, things you all have noticed but lot of things that happened in closed doors as well; I just kept forgiving her cause-- well I don't know, she was one of my first crush, and to me, she was...everything. She made me believe that I needed her in my life, that I was incapable to function respectably without her. She was the prim proper woman, and I was the sad sack of a man. That no one would support my antics more than her, and if I would be ridiculed for ever believing I was victimized, let alone by a woman. (It was back in the day, so times were different for everyone.) ''Lucky she ever had patience for me.''

I often grasped onto the idea that there was still a chance it could get better, that all my efforts and patience would have paid off, all my hard work would be enough. She often fed into this idea I had as well, baiting me to come back with the idea of it being better... It didn't.

Lot of my friends told me how foolish I was, especially Sheba, but I just never listened to reason. I never really told any of them what was happening in closed doors...all they really were aware was the cheating and the 'growing' suspicion of her using me for money.

I often coped by drinking; it was something I came to terms with. When she left the house. When after an argument. Before entering the house. I was a troubled alcoholic.

Anyhow, the nail hit the coffin when I walked in on her & Alex together. In our house. On our couch. Something snapped within me that time.

It was one of most heated arguments I ever had with her, and it was our last. I kicked them both out of my house, threw her stuff out- and my ring- and so she went to live with Alex, since she no longer somewhere to stay. already feeling lighted phew-

I ended up sinking into a terrible depression.

I barely left my house, barely socialized, until eventually shutting myself in my house and never coming out. As I mentioned before, it was hard for my friends to reach out to me, each for their own reasons. Months passed, and I was a shell of what I once was. My arms being a symbol of that.

All I wanted was justice. A really sick and cruel sense of judgement, where I eventually lost it enough to plan and acted out the murder of my- ex-wife & cousin.

Today, I regret it.

I am going to continue another time cause this is getting too long and my brain is scrambled, so I'm tapped out!

[krillbot]

I saw someone recommending High Potential so I started watching and I'm quite enjoying it. S1E5 though, hehehehe. Now obviously the writers aren't expected to know every in and out of whatever they're using in the plot but also this is the "random knowledge and attention to detail" show so like,,, that frog did not kill her. No way. (Pardon the poor quality pictures, I had to take pictures of the tv since all streaming services are terrified of screenshots)

First off, that's very likely a CGI frog just because it's not easy to get a frog to sit nicely in the same spot for several shots, also because that tank looks dry af and wouldn't be good for an amphibian over the course of the shoot.

Also loving the implication that the frogs sit on their respective logs all the time and that is enough to tell them apart lol.

Any the point is, poison dart frogs get their toxicity from their diet, in the wild they eat, I believe fire ants, and other insects, that make them poisonous. Here's the thing though, no one feeds dart frogs fire ants in captivity. You just feed them fruit flies or the like, and suddenly it's not so poisonous. The frog in the show Dendrobates tinctoris, wouldn't be a real threat and certainly couldn't kill someone from brief contact, especially as she was holding her hands under running water. The only way she'd actually die was if it was recently poached from the wild and then she put it in her mouth.

The other thing that's really funny to me is they kept editing in animals

I was laughing so hard at these omg. So the major one here is the absolutely giant Carolina Anole, frozen in a little territory display. These are not big lizards, they're half tail.

I'm holding an adult male in this picture, they get a little bigger than this but not by much. And in the show it's blown up to look like the size of bearded dragon or something. Quite silly

We also have two more poison dart frogs, the lighting on the red one makes it obvious that it's edited in. The little yellow one though is very ironic to me because that's the Golden Poison Dart Frog, Phyllobates terribilis, which is considered to be the most poisonous animals species on the planet! And you didn't use that one for the murder?! Not only that but they are also very endangered. So not only would this actually kill her, it would also create a good correlation to her trafficking exotic animals. Again I'm not expecting the creators to understand the techniques used to reduce toxicity in captive poison dart frogs, but I do think it's funny that they walked right by the logical fit and used it as a background set piece with their oversized anoles.

Lastly, watching the guy lose, and scramble after a Uromastyx was so funny. Those are not "jump several feet out of a tank, onto the floor and skitter away faster than a person can chase" creatures that's anole behavior. So watching the actor scramble around looking for this devilishly fast beast, while knowing the Uromastyx is just chilling? Very silly, very enjoyable.

Look at him! He's so silly! And I know that posture, he's been sitting on his handler's nice warm hand and he got plopped on the ground and he's not sure about if he wants to bother moving yet or not. I can relate.

[wolveragrace]

Then vs. Now

I'm hella late, but I was tagged by @humblemooncat <3

I'm gonna tag @xxdemonboixx, and also YOU! If you're seeing this and wanna play you have been tagged >:3

Behold! My first ever screenshot! 4/26/2019

Yeah, I started as a popoto. lil baby sprout grew up to be a beautiful lizzer (free trial didn't have au ra available and I reaaaally wanted to be one. also I knew if I played Miqo I'd get attached and never switch lol)

okay okay, but where did the lizard start? Damn my 2019 folder is SPARSE

There she is! Baby lizzer in a silly hat. I remember I used to scramble to take gposes whenever there was good weather (I once had a breakdown because my screenshot button borked and it started raining by the time I realized the shot didn't save. Pretty sure that's when I started exclusively using snipping tool, I have no trust)

But now? Now I have the power of CRIMES

Better outfits! Better hair! New scales and horns! I control the lighting and I finally learned to zoom in!

It took quite a while to get her here, but I am beyond happy which where she is now. I've loved taking gposes for a while, and I've even taken up writing about her, though that is still pretty new. it's wild how much creativity I'm squeezing out of these pixels

[lunar-years]

3, 6, 8, 13

not even bothering with anon idgaf I love to be a hater 🔥🔥🔥

we can be proud haters together since i'm over here happily typing out my answers lmao. putting most of this under a cut because of length.

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr

no idea if these were ever on tumblr, probably it was twitter, all the worst takes i've seen come from twitter, but the top two contenders battling it out for Worst Ever have got to be:

One) Henry should've moved to London because he "hates the political climate of his own country" Henry is like, what, NINE? absolutely a wild take, worsened by, "And having a premier league coach as his dad is way cooler than having a dad who coaches his pee wee league" or whatever like. Again, the boy is nine. I think Henry cares more about having a Dad who's present in his life than he does about how "cool" his dad's occupation is.

Two) "Zava was actually way more disciplined than Jamie because he has fantastic habits, whereas Jamie is the type to just give up and go on a reality show." ohhh don't even get me started lmao. i was fuming for days.

6. which ship fans are most annoying?

lol. do i even need to say. specifically the twitter breed of them & no hate to the ship on the whole, just the portion of shippers that are cuckoo bananas about it and target the show creators. An extremely close second for me is the portion of r/k shippers who loathe Jamie for "getting in the way" because I take that personally 😭. Like I'm sorry your endgame didn't happen but please leave him out of this. it's not his fault they had problems the entire time they were dating, lmao. ugh.

8. common fandom opinion that everyone is wrong about

so many. here's a running list.

Roy and Keeley shouldn't have broken up and/or should have gotten back together in the finale.

Roy was OOC when he asked Keeley who the tape was for.

Ted shouldn't have gone home to his son

Matthijs was inherently "creepy" for inviting Rebecca back to his boathouse to get cleaned up after she plummeted into the canal right in front of him. (have you guys never taken a risk ever in your lives?)

Nate didn't deserve redemption

Jamie was CLEARLY completely over Keeley by season 3 (as evidenced by...what exactly?) and it ~came out of nowhere~ to dredge up the "dead" love triangle

I could go on....

13. worst blorbofication

to me the crime is less blorbifying them (because I consider them my blorbos too <3) but I definitely dislike the way some people blorbify Roy and Jamie. Roy for reasons previously discussed and Jamie because there's definitely been a pattern of woobifying him to the extent of like, taking away his agency, dismissing all of his mistakes, and treating him almost like he's weak and constantly needing to be protected when he's absolutely none of those things. Idk. What appeals to me about Jamie is not how "soft" he is it's how relentlessly brave he is. Anyway. They're both my blorbos and i love putting them through the ringer and watching them scramble to pick up the pieces as much as everyone else, but i also think it's important to recognize they're both very much grown adults with asshole tendencies and a large capacity for cruelty who have made plenty of mistakes yet still are deserving of love. what happened to nuance. it's funner to make blorbos out of complex characters you view complexly. anyway.

[whitneys-puppyslut]

Finch (Robin's PC)

18+ / minors DNI

Hi guys. Thanks for the support on my first two drabble thingies. And welcome to my blog, since I haven't said that yet.

I'm gonna start a little series where I show off my personal PCs I use when romancing different characters in DOL. I made them all in the sims since I'm not confident in my drawing skills... so their actual in my head designs are a little different than the screenshots you'll see here. And of course, the actual sprites in DOL differ quite a bit as well. But y'know it's just so you guys get a sense of the character.

I might also put all of them into a world in the sims with their love interests and see what happens lol.

Anyway, without further ado, here's Robin's PC: also known as Finch!

Headcanons under the cut

Finch the Bodyguard

Get it? because robin is a type of bird and a finch is also....... yeah I'll see myself out

she/her pronouns

bisexual

Finch isn't her real name. But nobody knows her real name, not even Robin or any the teachers...

Leighton knows, and Bailey knows. But that's about it.

Finch erm... "persuaded" Leighton to change her name on school documents.

She's not above using sex to get what she wants... i mean in this fucked up city you do what you gotta do.

She prefers not to have to resort to that though.

Most things do go her way, after all she's smart, attractive, popular....... and intimidating........

Yeah she is BUFF in case you can't tell. She loves building muscle and working out... but mainly she's like that out of necessity.

I mean it helps to be able to fend off attackers and pursuers.

Or simply scare them off before they even lay their hands on her!

She has scary dog energy

Whitney knows to stay out of her way.

Bc the one time he did stop her in the hallway and tried to put his hands on her... did not end well for him.

EVERYONE recorded that fight. It's not everyday you get to see Whitney get pummeled into the ground...

And then he SCRAMBLED to get those videos taken down....

It's okay tho Finch actually made a truce with him and helped him threaten persuade everyone to delete the videos.

As long as he promised to keep his and his friends' hands off of her loved ones.

So yeah they don't interact with each other now but they both know the terms and conditions of their little truce

Robin & Finch <3

So how did Robin get the hot goth baddie?

Well as per the plot of DOL they grew up together and were friends and he looked up to her and yada yada

They were pretty much acting like lovebirds way before they actually made it official

And their situationship was fine as it was, for a while... but Finch really feels like she needs to devote herself to people entirely. And she felt bad having her attention pulled away from Robin, her best friend since forever, by other friends and especially other potential love interests.

So she was like fuck it and, in the privacy of Robin's room one night, while he was playing video games, they made it official

It was all sappy and shit <333

She DEDICATED herself to him

She's a great gf honestly

Neither of them are very fond of PDA, and Finch is very stoic and rather serious irl, and she feels like she needs to keep up her intimidating persona

so they keep the lovey-dovey shit behind closed doors

i love them they're so cute

her other little "title" alongside "the bodyguard" is "robin's protector" bc that's basically what she is. She doesn't let any harm come to him as long as she's there.

She even pays Bailey's rent for him. So yeah she juggles like a million jobs trying to afford that

But she tries to find jobs that are safe that robin could do, bc honestly that lemonade stand... isn't helping much.

Unfortunately all the higher paying jobs come with a lot of risk. Risk she's not willing to put Robin through.

She feels very protective over him, not in a weird way but genuinely she hates seeing him hurt, but it's gotten to the point where she feels like he can't go anywhere and do anything.

It's putting quite a damper on his confidence levels.

And she's noticed.

But what can she do other than try to protect the love of her life?

And when it gets to the point where she has to choose between a confident robin, or a safe robin, what will she choose?

Is it even up to her?

Wow sry guys that was a lot. Also as much as I love DOL I don't actually play that much so I might get some details wrong or miss big plot things that I just haven't seen so... yeah.

Ok bye lol

[overculturedswine]

One thing that made the early Resident Evil games so unique (so I've heard, I wasn't alive then) was how much visual fidelity they were able to achieve on that hardware. They did this by using painted backgrounds, and actually rendering the bare minimum, blending those with dramatic camera angles. It's beautiful, and is able to set such a perfect tone for what it's trying to do.

Crow Country looks exactly like that. The flat textures, the hexagonal cylinders bulging from their lack of polygons, the aliasing trail of your gun's scope, stylized art direction that looks perfect (just google some screenshots it's so pretty). And then, the game tells you to use the right stick and the camera swings around you. It's so cool. It's so so cool it's incredible.

So obviously, the art direction is the main attraction to this game, and it works so well. It's going for the ps1 crunch and nostalgia, but being on modern systems it can actually do more things, and it does, I think. Like, I'm not super familiar with what the ps1 actually can and cannot do. But there are some really nice subtle touches with particles, Mara has really expressive animation for how limited her model is. She sways while walking, she'll duck her head under curtain rods, lean if you turn while sprinting, her head turns if there's something you can interact with nearby, so she looks attentive during gameplay. Whenever you interact with a note, it'll rotate itself so as the reading menu comes up, it's character model is actually facing you.

So yeah, the art is fantastic, and they know how to leverage that for atmosphere. It's a survival horror, but mostly it's really comfy. It's the rainstorm outside as you are cuddled up with some nice tea inside. The art direction is stylized in a horror way, but it's also a bit cartoony, so it feels like Halloween, that mixture of cheese and scares. It does manage to get some good tension though. While lifting the curtain in the theater and seeing the dead eyes poke out from under it, hearing the shuffling noises on the other side from something out of view; scrambling away from giant monsters into a dead quiet arcade, seeing the games and lights without any power. There were a few rooms that I walked into, and immediately felt I didn't want to be there. It does have some decent scares in there.

Narratively and Gameplay wise it's… uhh okay. Like I don't think there's anything crazy special about those. They aren't bad, just not notable. Towards the end of the game, some puzzle pieces finally start to fall into place. You need to go deeper underground, but your path is blocked by the former excavator. He won't let you pass, and you're trying to convince him, confronting him about the police officer dead from a gunshot and a gun slowly starts to pull into frame. Then some rattling in the pipes and the vent cover knocks him off the edge and hey! It's your friend! It's a moment of narrative tension whose knees quickly gets knocked out. Talking to some NPCs, there some tension about if you're gonna kill the main guy. And your character seems kinda cagey about it. But I, the player, had no idea that was what we were here for. I thought we were here for good reasons, so it just seemed wild. And they aren't huge issues, they just felt like they confused the narrative a bit. And the narrative isn't the main pull of this game so it's not a huge deal either way, but it could've been more. There is some interesting stuff that Crow learned about the consequences of his actions, and made a conscious choice to continue. That's kinda neat. But it's not tons. Like it's a normal "businessman bad" kinda thing.

And also the main character looks like this

and she has purple hair and introduces herself with "If anyone asks, my name is Mara Forest". So basically she's transgender canonically pretty much.

It took me like 6 hours and I suck at video games, this game is so incredibly worth it please please please play Crow Country.

[talesfromasnarkylisa]

Lacey: Chapter 16

“Inez, you’re very sweet,” Darian started. “I don’t regret meeting you. But maybe it’s better if we just…”

Darian’s voice trailed off.

“Pardon?” Inez wondered.

“Never mind,” Darian stated.

“Okay,” Inez was perplexed.

The 23-year-old woman pondered for a moment.

“Hey!” Inez came up with an idea. “Maybe shopping could cheer you up.”

“Oh,” Darian lightened up, “Me and James already finished our groceries.”

Inez smirked.

“I’m not talking about groceries, silly!” exclaimed Inez. “Think more like clothes and boxes.”

Darian chuckled.

“Okay, Inez,” Darian caught on. “I could use a little makeover.”

“That’s great!” Inez smiled. “I have a friend who’s going to be there. And James could come with us as well!”

Inez waved to me. 

“Uh, sure!” I said.

I scrambled to hit send on my message to Lacey and logged out fast like a rocket launch.

…

Darian, Inez, and I hit the H&M at the mall. There, we met Inez’s friend - a dark brown skinned woman with wavy black hair in a ponytail.

“Hey Gabby!” Inez greeted her.

“Hi!” she pulled Inez into a hug. “It’s been forever since I last saw you!”

“Come on,” Inez snarked, “it’s only been a few months.”

They then let go of each other.

“I’m Gabriela, by the way,” Inez’s friend told us. “But my friends call me Gabby.”

“Ah,” I understood.

“Now,” Gabriela explained to Darian and me, “I understand that you two are guys and thus likely have different fashion needs. The good news is that unlike Victoria’s Secret, there’s a proper men’s clothing section! You guys can go with each other, and we’ll head off on our own.”

Darian stared at me, his gaze showing a craving for us two to go together.

“I don’t have much money on me right now,” I stated, “and I left my credit card at home.”

“Not to worry!” Gabriela told us. “I have some extra gift cards on me. They’re all 50 bucks each.”

“I’ll take one!” Darian exclaimed.

Gabriela handed a gift card to Darian.  

“I guess I’ll have one as well,” I muttered.

“We’ll meet each other back here at 5:30,” Inez instructed. “If that’s okay with everyone.”

Gabriela, Darian and I nodded. 

Everyone was set to go.

…

While Darian obsessed over some tracksuits and sweatpants, I was busy searching for an extra jacket for my daily wear. It’s not that the one I had was bad, per se. I just wanted another one in case something happened. Having to replace any seemed like an unlikely scenario, but hey. Besides, they were cheaper than they would be closer to winter.

I found a thick blue coat hanging from the assorted clothes rack with a little fur on it. Was it real? I didn’t find out. I was about to try it on when Darian came up to me.

“Hello!!!” Darian exclaimed.

I spun around. 

“Dude, what are you doing here?” I was startled.

“I’m sorry…” Darian said.

“Don’t worry about it,” I responded. 

Darian put on a thin sweater colored in shades of orange.

“What do you think?” he asked me.

“It looks good,” I complimented. “But I’m not really a fashion person. Maybe ask Inez or Gabriela about it.”

“Alright,” Darian took the sweater off. “Anyways, have you seen the comments about you online lately?”

“Yeah,” I started. “Is there something about it? Cause I always ignore them.”

Darian sighed.

“People are getting really divided lately about you,” Darian narrated. “There are two factions. One consists of insanely loyal stans who think you only ever fuck up for the right reasons. The other salivates over you dying.”

“Wait, what?” I wondered.

“I’ll show you the comments,” Darian told me.

Darian fought the poor Internet and data connections he relied on to pull up some messages because he forgot to screenshot. As he did this, I decided to check the Internet connection for myself by logging into my Archer J. Discord account. Upon doing this, I realized the picture I sent to Lacey of the cat never made it while the message did.

Fuck, I thought to myself.

But before I could resend it, I had to log out.

(Wattpad version: https://www.wattpad.com/1502788065-lacey-chapter-16)

[xxnashiraxx]

With Stars to Fill My Dream (5) - Close Your Eyes and Hear My Secret

I finally have images!!! Please enjoy them throughout this post!

Summary: A street-smart, musically inclined human girl with a tragic past gets abducted by a nautiloid after her painfully average shift at a retro singing diner. What's worse- putting your all into Olivia Newton-John and Travolta for lousy tips, or getting your guts ripped out by a gnoll? Or worse- getting turned into a hideous humanoid squid? Ofelia Montez will have to see if she can survive long enough to find out.

Pairing: Astarion x female!Tav

Warnings: 18+. Mentions of past abuse and trauma. Canon-typical violence and gore.

Word Count: 6,850

I have some screenshots! Finally! Here are some good ones pertaining to this chapter! 🖤 And thank you for coming! Opening under the cut!

Astarion had found the source of his suspicion at last. He watches Ofelia plead for the girl, her eyes glowing a soft pink. Purple light swirls around her extended fingertips, reaching for Kagha. The man, Rath, watches and doesn’t say a word. He nods to Astarion, however, allowing it if it means sparing the girl. He can tell they’re all afraid to stand up to Kagha, and Ofelia’s the perfect tool to do so. Risky, but effective.

She succeeds, and Astarion sets his jaw. So. She’s been lying about not knowing magic. What else has she been lying about? Being kidnapped? Could she be behind them being tadpoled? What an elaborate ploy, so utterly convincing that he curses himself for not seeing it.

He decides to confront her- perhaps if he gets her to confess, he can use it as leverage to keep himself safe, in the group, guaranteed a spot at the table. Maybe she’ll even let him into whatever she has planned, spare him from his illithid fate. Then he’ll be able to remove Cazador from the equation and… finally be free.

She scrambles, tears springing up in her eyes. He sneers at her in disgust, alarmed at her proficiency in playing this part so well, for turning her sobbing on him, to appeal to him. She’ll not find pity here, or compassion. It’s almost worth it, to see her snide and sour comments and expressions reduced to this- he reduced her to this.

Regretfully, he allows her one small mercy- to be in her head. Here, all of it will be laid bare. It’s better than having her tell him with her words. This way, he’ll get the raw, unfettered truth.

It isn’t what he’d expected, however.

[whimsy9sims]

Words of love - Episode 1 Part 2

The next morning arrived with a vengeance, and Josie was jolted awake by the blaring alarm clock. She scrambled to get dressed, brushing her hair in a rush, and dashed out the door. Running through the busy streets, she resembled a caffeinated tornado racing against time.

Breathless, she finally arrived at the office, and as luck would have it, her nemesis Emma was the first to welcome her with a smug smile. "You're late," she chimed, her voice laced with barely concealed satisfaction.

Josie's eyes rolled so hard they might have taken a spin around the world. Facing her work rival first thing in the morning was not the caffeine kick she had hoped for. Unfortunately, their desks were like neighboring countries, impossible to ignore.

Then, just when Josie thought her morning couldn't get any worse, her boss Yvette’s voice cut through the air. "Josie? Can I see you in my office?"

Resignation weighed heavily in Josie's heart as she felt her heart beating faster. "I'm toast. Probably the record-holder for the fastest demotion post-promotion," she muttered, her despair an echo of the morning's chaos.

But then, a light bulb flickered to life in her mind. A plan, however desperate, was better than no plan at all.

With a determined expression, Josie slowly made her way to Rafael's desk, her grin as convincing as a politician's campaign speech. "Hey there, Raf."

Rafael's response was just what she expected; a low growl emanated from him like a disgruntled bear.

"Raf! Please, I need your help!" Josie pleaded, abandoning all pretense of composure. Desperation fueled her voice as she implored him to intervene on her behalf. She didn’t have much time for her usual convincing ways.

Rafael's response was succinct, and it stung. "Sorry, you're on your own, Bennet."

“Josie?” Yvette’s voice was heard again. Gulping down her disappointment, Josie headed towards Yvette’s beckoning office. "Coming," she replied, her voice a somber note.

Inside Yvette’s office, Josie plastered a smile on her face, determined to face the impending doom with a semblance of grace. "You wanted to see me?"

Yvette’s eyes held a glimmer of intrigue as she motioned towards the other occupant in the room. "Josie, I want you to meet our new member. I've decided that you'll be working closely with him on the next article. Show him the ropes, introduce him to the flow of things. Josie, meet Finn. And Finn, this is Josie. She's one of the sharpest minds we have in the company."

Frozen disbelief carved itself onto Josie's features as her gaze settled on the newcomer. It couldn't be. But the face was unmistakable. The guy she'd met at the club, the one she had an inexplicably enthralling connection with, stood right before her.

"You..." Finn mumbled.

A concoction of surprise, curiosity, and secret excitement mingled in her eyes as they locked onto his. This could only lead to one thing: a rollercoaster ride of unexpected twists and turns, guaranteed to keep her on her toes.

Josie's lips twitched into a playful smile as she mentally braced herself for the adventure that lay ahead. "Well, this is certainly going to be interesting," she thought, her thoughts alive with anticipation.

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P.S - I'm still new to taking screenshot and I plan on getting better at that! If anyone has tips for me I would love to know <3

Also, I change my reshade so that's why the pictures look a little different here. Sorry for all the unprofessional shenanigans, I will try to get better at this! I'm just really passionate about this story :)