#and then maybe there could be a discord server for discussion

[yaoi-hate-machine]

can we have a moot book club

[blue-rick24]

I am STILL SO confused by Tumblr’s community feature, WTF

why can my posts get reblogged to a community, but I’m never notified of the “reactions” and “comments” people make there?? It’s entirely separate from the usual “notes” and “replies”.

I wasn’t even notified that it was put into the community

It’s almost like learning that my post was printed off this site onto a piece of paper and passed around the campfire, all while I was somewhere else and nobody told me. lol

[operationmorewhitecollar]

NYC or Bust!

Okay, y'all. After looking at the results from our first meetup polls, it looks like there's enough interest in a gathering to make it worthwhile to move forward and see if we can actually make this thing happen. This is an exciting (if daunting!) undertaking, and it deserves a lot of conversation. Much as we love this hellsite, it's not the best forum for the back-and-forth discussions we hope to have over the next few months, so we're inviting you to the White Collar Discord server, where there's now a dedicated meetup channel. Of course, we'll continue to post information here and on other socials, but we'd love input from those of you who hope to gather in New York, so if you're not already part of the server, do pop on over and join us there.

[spirngakawening]

Sometimes when reblogging I think "it's been a while since I've posted anything Spring Awakening-related, people might be surprised to see it on my blog" then I remember what my blog name is

[sulphuricgrin]

People who read fanfics but don't interact with it, here's a harsh reminder:

Comment.

Comment like the fanfic's life depends on it, because it likely does.

The author behind it is writing this for fun, writing this to share with others, for free. Don't bother saying "Oh, they write it for themselves." No, not really.

Art is meant to be shared and enjoyed and discussed.

Comments are motivation for an author to keep going. Comments tell an author someone is enjoying their work.

Comments mean more than kudos! Kudos can only be given once and could be given early when a fic is young. But if people are reading but not commenting on later chapters, an author has no idea if anyone is enjoying or even reading their recent updates! They might think people have lost interest! An author might give up if not given a reminder that at least someone is reading and loving it.

"But I don't know what to comment!"

Easy! You've got several different styles to try! Mix and match if you want.

The simplest and quickest: Thanking the author for the update or maybe even just a 💚.

Screaming: Caps and chaos, scream at the author all your thoughts. I assure you, authors love seeing this:

“NOOOOO 😭😭😭 WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME??? ajdkskfjskfj”

You can even go further and write line by line as you 'live react' to the chapter/fic:

“Okay the opening is already killing me.” “OH MY GOD THEY FINALLY KISSED!!!” “WHY WOULD YOU END IT THERE???”

Quote: Pick out a quote from your favourite part and make a comment around it. Was it a good line? Did you really like what happened?

My favourite line is "she had more money than sense sometimes, but she’d hardly cry over this." It's a small one but I love how it conveys his attitude towards her mixed with his desire.

Hype: Maybe you don't have much to say, but just announcing your love is enough!

"I'm obsessed with this fic." or “frantically mashing the kudos button again and again"

Speculate: Guess what might be coming next!

"i wonder why lilli would rather Elikar take her and Cinnara 👀 👀"

Analyse: Offer thoughtful commentary on themes, motivates, foreshadowing, or symbolism. An author would be thrilled to see all the little details they might have written are being picked up!

"Her mentioning the magic being different somehow seems to imply she's already dimly aware of the sea's connection to Apocrypha, maybe?"

Just remember one crucial rule: Don't offer criticism unless you know each other and you've been asked.

Now go! Go support some of your favourite fanfics and authors! Show the love, and don't hide it behind discord servers!

[neeeooon]

Can I get a request of a reader being from a foreign country she is a gamer but she knows nagi from discord and playing games with him. And she decided to surprise him and pop up in Japan. That’s all I got🤣 run with the rest

yess this is so cute TY FOR THE REQ 💗💞

143 means i love you

nagi seishiro x fem!reader. oneshot, fluff. wc: 1.5k

you joined the japanese server to test your language knowledge. plus, you were sick of children screaming slurs on the english server. you didn’t expect to find such good gaming chemistry with someone in another country, and you didn’t expect to give him your discord after.

usernxgi: so we can play tgt again :x

you: sure! but my japanese is awful :’)

usernxgi: u dont need 2 speak japanese 2 play this game lol

you: Die

you and the stranger, whom you learned was named nagi, played several games afterward. however, you didn’t start playing on call until your sixth match together, when you nearly lost because the in-game chat glitched out and cut off your only form of communication.

there was an obvious language barrier the first time you spoke, but nagi was right when he said you didn’t need to speak the same language to play. you understood more than you could say, so when nagi would say “go left” or “back me,” you’d obey without needing to reply.

the relationship between you continued until you were messaging back and forth every day, whether you played together or not. you even trusted him enough to give him your number, and he spammed you with cat memes for two days before eventually growing bored. due to the time zone difference, you'd fall asleep wishing him a good day and wake up with good morning texts.

you: gmmmmm <33

nagi: gm y/n :) how did u sleep ?

you: good! if u aren't busy today, we should play together

nagi reacted "🤍" to your message!

it was a comfortable relationship, and you tried not to dwell on the fact that it was digital. months went by, and you found yourself wanting more and more from nagi. you loved talking and gaming with him, but you wanted to do simple things like go to a movie or eat dinner together.

that's when you got the brilliant idea to go to japan.

nagi told you where he was attending uni after you were deemed trustworthy, and you were following a few of his friends on instagram. they made a chat with you to help teach you japanese, but it dried up once school started again.

when you reached out to his best friend, reo, with your plan, he was more than willing to help. he offered to pay for your flight and hotel, but you politely turned him down (rookie mistake) and instead asked him to show you around the city a bit before you officially met nagi.

reo: do you need a translator? i could set something up for you!

you: noo that's okay!! i've been studying and taking japanese classes at my college :))

reo: okay! i'll have a driver pick you up at the airport

reo: don't say no, he's already been booked and paid for

you: ....... thank you :')

reo: anything for my best friend-in-law!

you were a nervous, shaky mess when your plane landed in japan. you followed reo's instructions and the english directional signs plastered around the international airport until you spotted a man in a suit holding a sign with your name. you blushed ferociously and sped-walked to the man, flashing him a tight smile as you waved awkwardly.

"hello," you greeted in japanese, and the man took your bags before leading you to his limoseine.

you: a limo?? really??

reo: ;)

it surprisingly didn't take as long as you thought it would to reach reo's penthouse. he was waiting outside for you with a blinding smile, and you were caught off guard by how purple his hair looked in person. "y/n!" he shouted when he saw you. "nagi doesn't know you're here, right?"

"no, i wanted to surprise him..." you rubbed your arm, suddenly unsure if this was a wise idea or not. you wanted to see nagi, but maybe you should have discussed your trip with him first.

the light tap of reo's knuckles against your shoulder pulled you from your thoughts, and he flashed you a small, comforting smile. "don't worry. he'll be super excited to see you! well, maybe not super excited, he isn't the type to get very emotional, but i'm sure he'll smile!"

reo helped you get settled in your hotel before giving you a brief tour of his favorite places in the city. "oh! this is where nagi and i went to high school! i taught him how to play soccer here."

eventually, he got a phone call from a certain white-haired boy, and your stomach twisted anxiously. reo caught your expression and beamed. "come on! i told him i'd bring food over for dinner."

after picking the food up, you followed reo to nagi's apartment. he helped you read signs in japanese when you struggled with your pronunciation, and before you knew it, you were standing outside your online friend's door.

this is a bad idea, you mentally scolded yourself. reo entered the code and used his foot to open the door. "nagi!" too late to back out, now!

"huh, reo?" you heard from inside the apartment and halted. his voice was the same in person as it was over the phone, yet hearing it this clearly startled you.

reo gestured you to follow with the tilt of his head. "i have something for you. come here."

"i don't wanna," he grumbled, and you smiled. he really wasn't any different in person than he was online. after a few rounds of gaming together, he usually gave up and got himself killed first so that he could sit back and watch you and his teammates play without him.

you weren't expecting him to round the corner so suddenly, but your breath caught in your chest when he did. he was dressed in grey sweats and a hoodie, both too big to fit, but what really caught you off guard was how tall he was. his voice was on the softer side, so you weren't expecting someone 6'3.

he blinked when his eyes landed on you. you stared at each other for a moment, taking several moments for the situation to process, before nagi stepped back around the corner and out of sight.

"uh—" you cut yourself off when he appeared a moment later with hair not as messy as it'd been before. nagi raised a hand, and you could tell he was trying to keep his grin at bay by the way his lips twitched. "hey."

a giggle bubbled in your chest as you waved back. "hi, nagi."

reo looked between the two of you with a crazed grin. "oh! it seems i have a meeting i completely forgot about! you two will be alright without me, i'm sure. bye!" he didn't give either of you a chance to reply before sprinting out the door, manic laughter following him down the hallway.

you and nagi stood, silently staring at the spot reo had just been standing. you didn't feel uncomfortable in your online friend's presence, but it was a bit awkward as you struggled to find something to say.

thankfully, nagi broke the silence and tipped his head to the side. "wanna game?"

☆ 🎮

"no fair!" you shouted in frustration as you lost... again. "you know the controls; i've never played this before!"

the soft sound of nagi's laughter filled your ears, and you felt your face heat up. "this is bullying."

"cute."

"it's an abuse of power!"

"mmm, yep."

you glared at him and the little upward curve of his lips. "teach me how to play."

"nope."

"why?!" you gaped.

nagi's head tipped back against his shoulders, eyes lazily meeting yours. "i like when you're mad. 's cute."

your mouth snapped shut. whatever creative comeback you were planning evaporated from your mind, and you found yourself struggling to remember how to speak japanese.

"jerk," you managed after a few moments, and he laughed before saying in broken english, "no english, please."

you switched over to a game you were both familiar with after that and finally started winning. the two of you played until the sun set and the delivery food was gone. stretching your arms over your head, you reluctantly stood and placed the gaming controller on the charging stand. "i should probably go to my hotel,"

nagi let out a silent yawn as he followed suit, charging his controller and standing beside you. "ok. should i walk with you?"

"isn't that too much of a hassle?" you teased, and nagi shrugged. he never gave verbal confirmation, but he shoved his hands into his hoodie pocket and followed you when you exited his apartment.

you breathed in the night air and sighed, smiling when you felt nagi's baggy sleeve brush against your arm every few steps. "i'm happy i got to meet you."

"me too."

"we should hang out again tomorrow if you aren't busy," you offered, sparing him a quick glance to find him already looking down at you with a faint smile. "okay."

[tegabyte]

Inquire within!

I'm trying to keep this low enough impact that I can accomplish them. I can sketch fairly quick enough, even if it's a full body (though that DOES take me longer), and I think I can manage this.

Feel free to peruse my art tags and see if I can draw for you.

Some other notes under a read more because I talk a lot:

I can be contacted via tumblr askbox, at the least, and I can contact you for more discussion via DMs after that. I also have a discord, and if I actually have a density of commission requests I can make a discord server to invite you into for more conversation. (I have several servers, admittedly, including one for artists/creatives, but it might be rude to clutter those with commission talk.) If you must reach out to me somewhere else, I have a bluesky or you can email me (ageofzero@live.com)

I have a ko-fi for payment, or paypal. I've used the latter more often and I can figure out the invoice thing if that's your preference.

I'm a primarily humanform artist. I can do human +wings, perhaps horns, or a mermaid tail, but I typically draw humankind and human shapes. I'm not set up to be a furry artist, and I want to be able to work faster than having to figure out animal shapes on the fly would allow me. I might be willing to draw a small animal companion with your character of choice, but that's a big maybe.

I know I wrote the vague "portrait" up there in the image, and I stand by that, but I realized that could also include things like video game avatars, and (variable)-sonas (trollsonas, for example). Still in the human limits, but with additional fun involved.

I'm pretty mild across the board as far as internet users go, and I forgot to write it on the image itself, but I won't do heavy gore stuff either. Blood and wounds are okay, that's fairly mild, but I won't draw guts spilling out or severe eye damage or stuff like that. That's probably not in the purview of sketch commissions anyway, but I would rather not have to deal with gore.

I will give you a quote if we have to negotiate additional details that'll cost more than my base price before I get started, and you're free to say that you can't commission me if you want at that point. No hard feelings, I get that money's tight across the board. I'm trying to find the bridge between making it worthwhile for what I'm offering and also making it reasonable for me to earn the bare amount of what I need.

I'm okay with drawing your ship of choice if you're willing to pay for it and give me a little more time to work out the positioning of characters. hand holding is hard, haha. I won't draw lolicon/shotacon, and I still won't draw sex, but we can talk around what else there is.

I'm not up to doing a fully rendered/fully colored commission right now, I haven't had a good track record with going through the full process digitally. Unless we have a really compelling discussion and I get paid real good, or I do it traditionally after that discussion, that's not something I'm offering fully.

I will send you the commissioner the full size png when I'm all done, but I'll post a smaller tumblr-size jpg on my blog, after payment is received. Unless you'd rather otherwise, in which case we'll talk about it and I'm willing to leave it unposted. You're not allowed to post it yourself or use it (as an avatar for example) without proper credit to me, and DEFINITELY you're not allowed to feed it to some image generating "AI" dataset.

I will offer these in traditional options (pencils and micron pens), but I can't stream the process on discord.

I don't have a formal contract to offer anyone, and I don't wanna figure out a google forms thing. My conditions are fairly reasonable and within my means, I think. Don't post my art or give it to AI, you don't get the image until I've gotten paid.

I think that's it? I hope that's it, I've been out of the game for a whiiiile.

...this is a top tier Genesis I've drawn for this commission post tbh

[imdoingjustgr8]

hey

soooo... how have any fellow td fans been coping recently

meme aside, i got """a bit""" of a vent coming below that no one's obligated to read. and if you do, forgive me if it ends up long asf and kind of all over the place. it was 5 in the morning when i began writing and i just want a place to get all my thoughts out or i won't be able to sleep in peace.

so, here it goes:

td suddenly being taken down out of nowhere and confirmed to be canceled, never to come back was a massive bummer and all, but honestly? i've been taking the news of the official td discord server's impending deletion much harder. don't get me wrong, i do feel really damn bad for outlaik, i just find him dropping td much easier to accept than seeing the first and only big dc community i've ever joined, that encouraged me to post so much sonexe art in the first place, hell, even have made a bit of a name for myself in (literally being known as "the sonexe guy") be sent to oblivion along with it.

to think that i initially only played a random goofy-looking sonic.exe roblox game out of sheer boredom, to think that i initially joined the discord to only make player reports and maybe lurk around. but when i discovered the creations channel, i've ended up checking that very channel almost religiously, posted alot of my own silly drawings, and met so many cool, funny people and amazing fellow artists that have inspired me to this day.

i've only been around for 2 (and a half?) years, so to see everything go down to shit so suddenly was really jarring. i tend to be a really sentimental guy, like "i hoard 1000+ pictures of a sand sculpture i just built in multiple angles" levels of sentimental, so the thought of all those fun interactions and discussions, creative takes and suggestions, and amazing art that i couldn't all save becoming inaccessable to look back on, to become completely wiped out soon has been pretty distressing to me. it doesn't help that most of the artists i've followed on there don't seem to have links or have posted on other platforms.

one of my biggest comforting hopes at the moment is that if anyone else from on there i've interacted with happens to see this and recognize me, artist or not, i'd be really happy to give you a follow! and to those who don't, if i might not see you again for awhile or ever, i wish you well and hope you know you're cool asf. like, i seriously feel very lucky and grateful of how nice and unexpectedly crazy-supportive everyone was, especially with my first ever sonexe post. i really mean it when i said you're all what encouraged me to post without fearing massive judgement and made me feel excited to share my silly doodles and ideas. seriously, thank you all.

also, i feel as if this is something that needs to be said, or atleast said more; i hope that people would learn to be more considerate of outlaik's pov on everything. i seriously doubt anyone would have the motivation to continue a project they wanted to move on from long ago in the first place. getting a copyright claim on his ass, having his acc and dev career at risk, still being constantly interrogated about td's return (bc of ppl making shit up) when he's already done all he could was just the final nail in the coffin for him with the game. i respect him wanting to just quickly move on and i do hope he finds successs, possibly pull even more than what he got from td with current and future projects he can fully enjoy. i'd also have to thank him and his game for bringing us all together in the first place.

ok big sappy rant over. idk how to end this gracefully i just rlly want to go to sleep atp lmao. i've been typing for 4 straight hours kill me rn

good mor-night 😪

[yourlocalsmutwriter]

So you liked to browse Reddit at night and stumbled onto a nsfw audio community. So, you also managed to zero in onto one specific creator. How could you not, he was charming, had a killer French accent, and wasn't afraid to make a more submissive audio. He's even filling out a very specific niche for you by making an F1 driver series. It's surprisingly realistic, and you gush about it in the comments. Your words touch him so much that you get a custom audio and a discord invite from

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who loves the alternative universes that he creates, who's always tweaking his scripts and discussing them with you. Loves loosing himself into a character and bringing them back for a sequel.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who is fun and flirty with most fans, but amps it up for you. As soon as you make a comment, he's in the replies. You're always getting heart reacts in discord too. Everyone in the server can sense that there's something more between the two of you, and they're surprisingly fine with it.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who loves gifts. You melt his heart when you save up and get him something off of his wishlist. Though there's nothing more satisfying than calling you and browsing your vinted/ Facebook marketplace. You keep buying him little trinkets he likes and saving them for when you meet irl.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who makes good money on Patreon and commissions. But secretly, he would love to make a Quinn audio series, rack in some good cash, and break the internet. He's already got the Tiktok launch planned, and it does involve many lipsynchs.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who doesn't post as much because of racing, duh. But when he has the time he pre-records a lot, trying to churn out a week's audio in a day. Even though he's got great stamina now and can last longer, he can't help but be a crying, overstimulated mess by the end of the day.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who is usually super careful about his identity. No hand pics or partial face reveals like other people in his field. But of course, the first time you video call he ends up in too short shorts and flashes you. He can't help but smirk at your jaw dropping. Before you know it, you're watching him stroke his cock for you as you're touching yourself for him, following his every command.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who loves looking at you once you meet. He is fully staring at your cleavage or ass, and of course, your pretty face. He can't get enough of you. That's why he also fucks you in front of the mirror, whispering his sweet nothings in your ear. He loves seeing how you blush for him, how you take him.

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who takes you to his home studio and shows you "how the sausage gets made." He can't help but be more vocal when you're also touching him. Soon enough, you're on your knees, in place of the fleshlight he's using. He knows that the audio track will be a bitch to edit, but you're so exited to hear him moan and fill out a script that he doesn't care. And who knows, maybe an MF4A track is in his future?

Adult Audio Creator! Isack Hadjar, who is presumably very gentle and submissive with his lovers, based in his audios. Picture long sessions with his head between your legs, begging and whimpering, edging him, making him focus on your pleasure only. Nope, complete 180. Yes, he's making you come first. By fucking you so hard and fast you're almost crying. By wrapping his biceps around your throat. By just telling you to sit there and take it as he shows you positions that Sabrina Carpenter hasn't even tried.

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “breaking up because of long distance” prompts 

“You fell in love with that city, but what about me? Am I no longer a part of that picture of your future?”

“I need to go there. It’s calling for me.” “Yeah, but that’s on the other side of the world. You’re the one who told me you couldn’t live without me close and now you… You wanna live without me anywhere near you?”

“So I guess you’d pick me over a place you haven’t even familiarised yourself with yet.” “Yeah, but I can’t hold myself back for you. I’ve… There are so many opportunities I gave up just to be with you and this is one of those that is worth the sacrifice.” “So you’re saying I’m gonna be that sacrifice?”

“You said you loved the familiar. And you said you never want to leave that familiar behind.” “Well… People change. They grow.”

“We’ve discussed this before. Long distance means we’re breaking up.” “That was back then. Maybe we could make it work now—” “You know it’s not gonna work.”

“You can move with me—“ “What, and sacrifice what I love here just to be with you? That’s so selfish of you.” 

“…I’ve tried long distance before. You know that. It didn’t work. So this… I genuinely don’t think I can do it. I’m sorry.” 

“So you’ve already made your choice.” “Don’t say it like it’s a statement. I—” “I say it that way because it’s the truth. You’ve made your choice, with no consideration for us. At all.” 

“I mean, you gotta do what you gotta do, don’t you? I can’t stop you — no one can. And I’m not gonna be the one holding you back, either.”

“That’s where I see myself in the future.” “You said you saw yourself with me in the future, just a year ago.” “I know, and I’m sorry that I lied. I didn’t know I would end up loving it there so much. It’s to the point where I know I belong there. And I’ll forever hate myself if I don’t make this move.” 

“I… Hope it works out for you. But I’m afraid I’m not gonna be a part of that.” 

“I’ll always support you from afar, even if we’re no longer together.”

“You’ll always be a chapter in my life I’ll cherish.” 

“I wish you the best.” “I, too.”

“Well, if letting you go means you’ll flourish, then I can’t complain. ‘Cause that’s all I’ve ever wanted for you.” 

Join my Discord server: Steaming Dumplings Nation

[blue-wolfe]

I imagine you've been asked this before sorry, but what's the story with getting will wood to do the soundtrack? That just seems like a huge artist for an indie audio drama I imagine it would be the sort of thing to cost an arm and a leg

It did cost a bit, and I took out a loan to help pay for it.. But it was well worth it!!

Otherwise, I just happened to reach out to him before his stuff got too big. I think he had just barely released TNA. It was before everything blew up for him. Myself and my cowriter were very into his work years before that album. You could classify him as a fairly underground indie artist at this point, just starting to making a bigger splash.

His music was a driving force of inspiration for our characters. We had discussed at length how he would be the dream composer for an OST, but it felt like a pipe dream at the time.

The story is that I joined his Patreon as a high tier in hopes to schmooze and shoot an impossible shot. This was when he still was active in his own Discord server. I just so happened to catch him on a talkative day, asked directly in the server if he'd ever do collaborative projects, got his attention, then asked if we could DM. We showed him the transcripts for the first 4 episodes, and he loved it. He had such high praise for it, it was astounding and maybe the highlight of my artistic journey at that point.

He had excitedly done a mock voice recording of episode 4 actually. Pretty sweet. He saw the potential, I guess. And the rest is history.

I do not recommend that you try to reach out to him this way. This was before his name was really out there with the public eye on him to the extent that it is now, and I don't want to be the reason he gets pestered by people trying to replicate it. Right time, right place I think. If you want to reach out to him now it will depend on his official channels of communication, boundaries, and how open or receptive he is to it.

In general, yes it is very expensive! His time is worth his quality. Sadly, I am still a poor and disabled individual and I struggle to make ends meet. I can't afford to do that again right now. Maybe one day, if S2 kicks off and the Patreon starts picking up we could work together again... Oh it would be so sweet!

[sammis-svsss-brainrot]

Theoretically if I were to host an event in which the Scum Villain Fandom tried to write PIDW would people be interested?

I discussed this with my good friend @spaced-out-scribbles a while back but here few details that I have in my head, please stop me if someone has already done something like this before

As we all know PIDW, written by Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky, was the source material that Shen Yuan transmigrates into

So wouldn't it be funny to have a "canon" source material for people to reference?

Step 1 would be to compile every reference to PIDW in SVSSS to figure out how long Binghe's white lotus arc lasted and how long actual plot occured before it devolved into shitty smut

Step 2 would be to compile a list of fic writers and maybe artists perhaps that would be interested in recreating PIDW based off of the information occuring in Step 1

A discord server is put together with everyone interested in this project

There could maybe be a list of people assigned to each referenced arc that would maybe hold applications the way that a zine would perhaps? With people applying to write specific portions of PIDW if they wanted to write the marriage of a specific wife or a portion of a specific arc

And anyone else that wanted to participate is assigned a random wife number and told to go wild with the longest, shittiest description of how Luo Bingge was a total stallion lead, and married his new wife of the week

All of these fics and/or accompanying art are submitted to a GIANT ao3 collection (bonus points if everyone involved creates a pseud that's named as Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky for this project) and with everyone's contributions all put together you get a semblance of what PIDW would have looked like

Bonus points if no one else has any idea what happened in a previous wife plot, so the story is not at all coherent towards the later chapters, because I fully believe Airplane had no idea what the fuck he's written before as he got to the end of PIDW

Someone is assigned to write the final shitty ending that made Shen Yuan so mad he died and transmigrated

If anyone wants to contribute to PIDW after the project, the collection could remain open but moderated to make sure chapter numbers/wife numbers stay consistent and that's about it

Obviously this would be a huge project to wrangle and would need a lot of people involved to actually make it work and take a lot of time, so if this is something people are actually interested in, it would more than likely not be able to come to fruition until the start of 2025 at the absolute earliest with all the prep work it would take to get a project like this accomplished but I thought I'd throw it out there to see if people would be interested, so reblog to spread the word if this is something you'd like to see!

Once again, if someone has already done something like this please let me know, I've only been in this fandom for like a year and a half so I'm aware that a lot of fandom events have occured before my time in the fandom

[myokk]

✨Book Club Discord✨

Hi everyone!! A comment by @kay9leo made me think…would anyone be interested to join if I made a discord server where we post about what we’re reading/discuss the same books??

I read A LOT & always have so many thoughts on these books😆 & my summer reading list is LONG‼️ including Jane Austen, Dostoyevsky, Larry McMurtry, short stories, Úrsula K LeGuin, and I might want to reread Ulysses. It could be fun to talk about the chapters with people (I took a Ulysses class in university and had SO much fun picking it apart!!). Among many other books♥️

Anyone could join, people can just lurk (im a serial lurker bahahahahhaahhaah so I get it), maybe we choose books to read at similar times or if we’ve read a book before join the discussions about them! I would let people make threads for books they’re reading as well, chances are likely I’ve read it before🥹

If there’s something I love in this world, it’s talking about books and writing♥️ and since I live in a village now I miss having a book club🥲

[ageremoji]

DO NOT READ IF REGRESSED! (CW: SLURS)

Small vent because @tfemlamb felt offended by this response I answered to someone’s question. Shi said it was rude and misinformative so I asked how I could word it more kindly.

Instead shi attempted to educate me about endogenic ‘systems’, telling me shi was diagnosed as an endogenic ‘system’ since birth, and specialist have confirmed this. That’s Clinically impossible- But I’m not a system, so I do a whole bunch a research, including asking diagnosed systems from 3 different discord servers I’m in, and they tell me what I already knew. Thats Clinically impossible. So I tell her, that’s impossible and maybe there’s underlying issues, shi’s misunderstanding or misdiagnosed, or maybe shi can’t remember her trauma or maybe shi’s lying. But What do I know? I don’t personal know hir, I don’t know about hir life and what’s potentially wrong with hir and what shi’s lying about. All I know is I had research backing up my claim, and hearings diagnosed people who says she’s possibly lying. The only thing shi gave me to back up hir claim was a link where people who aren’t diagnosed and aren’t medical professionals expressed their thoughts, opinions, and personal experiences, when I asked others about the link, they told me it had to do with a lot of religious stuff as well.

Hir response to all this ended up in her calling me the r-slur several times in the comments. When told hir to stop and that hir comment will be deleted she blocked me so that I wouldn’t access to hir comments and came after me on 2 other accounts. I had to delete the post all together. I messaged hir from another account as well letting hir know hir comments from the two other accounts that shi hasn’t blocked me on will be deleted and that shi will be blocked—denying her access to any of my content.

Shi’s 22 and I’m still a minor, and more educated on the topic then shi is. And you know it’s bad when an AGE REGRESSOR has to tell someone to GROW UP. Hir responses were very immature for a 22 year old and very rude. I’m honestly disappointed that there are people who choose to stay ignorant and can be that grown and be that emotionally immature.  Like- how does one get so angry that someone on the internet won’t believe in what they do so they call them slurs? I know some people have strong beliefs that I can’t change, and I’m okay with that, and I know I wasn’t wrong with my response because I made an effort to educate myself. I may not understand everything about DID and OSDD—and please anyone DIAGNOSED correct me, POLITELY, I’m almost certain I was as clinically correct as I could be as a singlet.

Im not severely hurt or upset by this im just disappointed, especially with the usage of the r-slur. That word was used against people with autism and other physical and intellectual disabilities in hurtful ways. I don’t understand why people use slurs at all tbh. As a person of color I hear my family and peers use (a certain) slur all the time, I understand trying to reclaim a slur to an extent. But why even bother if it’s a word that was used hurtfully. I wouldn’t even want it in my vocabulary.

I do not hate or dislike people who claim they are an endogenic ‘systems’, but I don’t want them interacting with any of my content specifically made for people who really have DID/OSDD. They are free to interact with my agere stuff as they please though. I do not want any endo’s going into my comment section being rude and unprofessional. If you want to discuss, dm me and be polite, respectful, and kind. If you cannot show due diligence don’t interact. If my not being a supporter of Endogenic systems make you angry, block me.

[ava-starrs-girlfriend]

Stormfront

Werewolf!Bob/Reader

Summary: Your life takes a strange turn as two strangers save you from a wolf on the hunt. It only gets even more strange from there as they insist on sharing more, and you find yourself starting to believe in the supernatural.

Word count: 3.1k

Warnings: none :) no pronouns used for reader, i just liked the quote for the collage above. Read as much into that as you wish. :)

A/n: hiiiii :) this is a supernatural au inspired by @/swarm-of-bees67 when i saw discussion of Werewolf!Bob in the fan-made Thunderbolrs* discord server! I havent read anything of theirs, just read the idea and ran with it. Im limiting myself to werewolves, vampires, and witches, plus hunters ofc. Ive got so many ideas for the lore :3 i love a good au where i can do worldbuilding! This will be a series. Ok. I shut up now.

Next part

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You didnt grow up believing in the supernatural.

But for the past few months, if you hadnt at least considerd changing your mind, you'd be foolish.

It started just a little less-than-normal- on nights when the moon was full, rain or shine, something weird would happen.

You didnt think wolves were natural to your area, so for a while you figured it was a coyote or maybe a loose dog.

But tonight you saw it better, in the moonlight.

The closest thing to the massive animal you saw was... a wolf.

You just didnt expect it to actually approach you.

At a full run.

With its teeth bared.

Shit.

You weren't about to drop your groceries- not in this economy!- so you just ran back the way you came, cursing the re-usable bags under your breath. Running past long-closed for the day storefronts, with the streetlights strangely flickering. Flags fluttered in a breeze as you ran, completely unconcerned with your heart's racing pace.

You passed a couple alleys, but maybe going down one would be a good idea... well, maybe in your dreams.

Of course it wasn't the alley you were familiar with. It was a dead end. You hadnt realized you'd ran so far.

"Man..." you sighed, hearing the steps of the wolf behind you. You tightened your grip on your reusable grocery bags.

Before you could turn around to face it, maybe swinging your grocery bags (they were heavy enough to do damage) as you went down, you heard a dog whimper.

Two people were standing over the wolf, who was now collapsed on its side. Three small darts were poking out of its shoulder and back.

They glanced at you, then the wolf.

The young woman looked up at the man and spoke to him. You couldnt distinguish the words- maybe they were speaking a different language?

"Um- can- can I go? And tha- thank you, by the way."

"Oh, 'by the way'," the young woman rolled her eyes as she mocked you. She definitely had an accent. "No, you can't just go." She crossed her arms over her tactical jacket. It had a lot of pockets, you could see them in the streetlight's glow.

"Wh- what do you mean?" You asked.

"He was following you."

"I... yeah, i know that."

"What do you think was going to happen?" She turned to you now, hands moving to her hips. "That he was going to let you pet his head? That he'd lick your hand and then leave you alone?"

"... no." You admitted. Even actual dogs were usually less behaved than that.

"Do you want to be followed again by a massive wolf like this? Maybe dont catch on, and you're in real danger. Hmm?"

"Lena..." the man spoke. He wore a red jacket, something like a bomber jacket. It had white stripes and a white star on the shoulder. He turned to you and smiled, hands forward as if to gesture he wasn't going to be so rude. "Look. You'd better come with us."

"Alex-!"

"Its true, its safer. Might as well know."

The younger woman, Lena, dropped her shoulders. She looked down at the wolf and nudged it with her boot.

"Well at least we'll have help to get him in the truck."

"Sorry, wait," you spoke up, stepping forward. "I cant go anywhere with you people tonight. I have frozen groceries in these bags."

~*~

"So, um..." you started, finally having gotten your groceries put away. You leaned against the counter after you washed your hands, holding the towel because you forgot to hang it back up. "What's the wolf's deal?"

You hadn't had guests even intentionally in a long time. So now with these two intimidating people sitting at your kitchen table, having watched them strap down the wolf in the bed of their truck, now sipping tea as politely as possible... was weird, to say the least.

They also seemed to have a habit of staring at you, and looking away when you caught their gaze.

The man laughed. "The wolf's deal, ha!"

"Alex..." Lena groaned, pinching the bridge of her nose. Her short blond hair blocked her face from your view.

"He's a werewolf, obviously," Alex said, as if you should have guessed.

You'd heard people tell stories about weird encounters with people and animals. You'd never heard about a transformation, or seen a video, let alone with your own eyes, so you'd always write off the stories as just that- stories and unlucky people.

You chuckled. "Sure, of course."

"See?" Alex pointed at you. "Who gives tea who doesnt understand?"

"Alex, thats a folk tale."

"And werewolves arent?"

Lena groaned again, and got up from the table. "They're real," she said. "Werewolves."

You scoffed with a smirk. "And vampires and witches, oh my!" You said to the tune of "lions, tigers, and bears, oh my!" from the Wizard of Oz.

Alex laughed again. "Catches on very quickly, this one!"

"Wait, what?" You asked, stunned, frowning. You laughed, then, wringing the towel again before turning to hang it up. "What do you mean?" Did they get you with a tranquilizer dart too, and this was just a weird dream?

"Werewolves, vampires, witches... they are all real." Lena explained. "Fewer, these days, but all real, very dangerous. For regular people, and for hunters."

"Um... by hunters...?"

"We are hunters!" Alex said, smiling and opening his arms wide as if to gesture to himself. "Not the kind that kill, though."

"So... what kind?"

Lena shrugged, sheepishly glancing at the older man. "We're... more like..." she directed a phrase at him in a different language. He shrugged and responded with something else, similar to what she said. Then Lena turned to look at you again. "Like guardians."

"If theyre so dangerous, why do they need guardians?"

"Because they're dumb as shit, thats why," Lena said bluntly. "And we're sometimes mediators. Its a big world, the one you dont know about."

Alex said something in the other langauge, leaning forward to reach Lena's arm.

She spat back a sentence at him, and then he stood and it was a full-on argument.

You heard a clatter outside. It sounded like maybe a small animal messing with your trash bin.

The wind blew and the howling made the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

"Ugh!" The argument ended with Lena exclaiming her frustration. "FINE. You. Youre coming with us." She pointed at you. "Pack an overnight bag."

"And... if i dont?"

"Suit yourself, we're bringing you anyway."

"Ok! Ok, give me a few minutes."

Lena lifted her hands as if surrendering, and left the kitchen. You heard your front door's storm door clatter shut.

"She's... very protective," Alex offered as an apology.

You shrugged.

As you packed a duffle bag- something about this whole situation felt like maybe it would be wise to pack more than for one day and night- you considered your evening. The past few months, even. Maybe it was the getting out of your lame date later than you'd hoped, maybe it was the weather growing strange. You just wanted to figure *something* out, make *something* clearer to yourself.

The wolf, or rather werewolf, had been following you for months. Sometimes you felt like there was a presence around you even if you couldnt spot the wolf, even if it wasnt a full moon.

You had hoped it had been a good luck charm, having moved into the area recently for a new job.

At least tomorrow was Saturday, you thought as your sighed and zipped up the bag.

You stuffed in anything you figured you might need, and at the last second before leaving your bedroom, you grabbed the small box that contained things from your grandmother, the woman who raised you. It felt wrong to leave something so personally valuable behind. Who knows what this weekend and these strangers would bring into your life?

Alex put your duffle bag next to the wolf, who was still strapped down on the bed of the truck, and you climbed up into the cab of the truck to sit between Lena and Alex.

Lena looked at the backpack on your lap with offense. "I didn't invite you to move in with us."

"I hate being unprepared," you shrugged. "And i have a feeling."

Lena sighed and propped her elbow up on the windowsill of the door as Alex turned the key in the ingnition.

"Whatever," she said as the truck rolled out of your driveway.

It was a tight seat, sitting between the big man and his partner, but it was comfortable enough. You yawned as Alex drove out of the small city-edge suburb town, and onto the roads with few and far-between streetlights.

Part of you knew that it was incredibly stupid to be in this predicament. Trusting complete strangers who happened to get a wolf unconscious, believing that the supernatural was real, and then going with them... to a destination you had no address of? Without telling anyone?

Pretty dumb.

But it felt right. There was a peace about sitting between the two seemingly-experienced individuals, even though a massive wolf- "were" or not- was behind you. You had more peace about leaving behind the place you'd so carefully planned and accepted than you had when you'd chosen that path.

It felt right.

When had your feelings ever let you down?

~*~

Alex drove the truck for about 45 minutes before he grunted as if to clear his throat and you noticed he'd kept glancing over at Lena.

Finally, she noticed too.

"What?"

"Lena... did... you not fill up on gas before we-"

"I was *not* the last person to drive the truck," she lifted a finger as if to make a point. Then she groaned and curled her hand into a fist. "I am going to kill him."

"Its ok, maybe he left money in the box?"

Lena leaned forward after a moment and opened the glovebox.

Inside was a single crumpled dollar bill.

"I am *going* to *kill* him," she repeated, with barely restrained disgust.

Alex laughed nervously. "Its fine! We'll just stop at the next gas station."

Oh.

This would not be the best place to stall, you thought, as you looked out the windows. The road was curving through a forested area with no street lights, or even power lines, and you couldnt remember the last time you saw another vehicle on the road.

"Um..." you glanced at the dial on the dashboard that showed how much gas was in the tank. Ironically, it seemed to flicker just above E, for Empty. "Are we gonna make it...?"

"Dont doubt this truck," Lena hissed, glaring at you as if you'd just prayed for a deer to run across the road with no time to avoid hitting it. "We're gonna make it."

Alex did a quick cross over his body and shook his head, muttering something under his breath.

Now that you considered it, it would make sense for these hunter people to be superstitious. Of what, or what they believed in, you werent sure yet. But you knew enough about not jynxing the printer right before a co-worker tried to print a review that you offered a quiet apology and a quick pat on the leather dashboard of the truck for reassurance to the vehicle. Better something than nothing.

Shockingly- although you wouldnt have said anything aloud- after a few more minutes, there was in fact a small gas station with lights on in the middle of this forest. Another strange strike of luck. Or maybe your companions knew more about the road than you had, and had known about the station.

Lena relaxed as the truck pulled in front of one of the pumps, and finally sputtered to a stop. She glanced at you. "Better go to the bathroom and grab something to eat."

You didn't hesitate to follow her out of the cab of the truck, after grabbing your wallet.

Alex got out the other side and started the transaction at the pump.

The gas station was incredibly eerie.

Or maybe it was the stillness. There wasn't anyone sitting at the cashier's counter, and the only sound came from the refrigerator section and a fan hung from a corner in the ceiling with pink ribbons blowing from the fan guard.

The linoleum floor squeaked under your shoes as you wandered the aisles, looking for any snack that looked half-decent.

Instead of your expectations, the products seemed just slightly off-brand, and the prices were no more than a dollar for any of the items.

You decided not to question it, considering the truck situation.

Before picking up any of the items, you went to the bathroom and were shocked, again, to find them impeccably clean. In fact, even though it wasnt exactly a *nice* bathroom, you couldnt find a single moldy ceiling tile or crack in the floor. You'd seen nice bathrooms that were neglected by staff, so you chose, again, not to question it.

After leaving the bathroom, you heard Lena speaking to someone. You grabbed the items you'd decided were a safe bet to snack on and wandered over to the counter, where you saw her speaking with the station employee.

They grinned at you, a few of their teeth gold- and maybe some sort of gemstone?

"Hi, honey!" They said. They had long, wild hair and wore a t-shirt under their apron. The apron was the only dirty thing you'd seen in the store. "Welcome to Iris's Gas Station. I'm Iris," they held out a hand, covered in tattooes. There were runes on each of their knuckles.

"Dont be rude," Lena slapped the employee's hand after rolling her eyes. "You know better."

Iris laughed and cradled the slapped hand, as if Lena had done any harm. "You never let me have any fun."

Lena glanced at you and the items you put on the counter. She nodded approvingly.

"Lovely selection, honey," Iris cooed, ringing up your items. You half expected to be told the prices were actually ten times the sticker price and that the labels had just not been changed in years, but you ended up only being charged the exact amount of each item. You again kept to yourself the lack of taxes and surprise about the amazing prices.

Alex bounded into the store, breaking the moment. He grinned at Iris when he saw them. "Iris!" He almost seemed surprised to see the employee.

"Did you not read the sign, Alexei?" Iris smiled. Were they blushing?

"Cant I be excited when i see my favorite witch?" He laughed, and bumped between you and Lena to reach for Iris's hand to kiss the back of their hand.

You werent sure if Alex calling Iris a witch was a friendly insult or just the truth. But then again, if they *were* a witch, a lot would fall into place and make sense. At least, so far about what you knew of the world you had been pulled into.

"Oh, you flatterer," the employee was definitely blushing now.

Alex looked like he might be, too.

"Alex."

"Right, sorry," the man said, letting go of Iris's hand and breaking the eye contact he'd had with them. "We're hoping to get home before Bob wakes up."

"Sure," Iris said slowly, coyly looking over Alex.

"Alex!" Lena repeated. "We cant *do* that if you keep flirting!"

Alex sighed, knocked on the counter, and left, headed toward the bathroom.

"You," Lena looked at you. "Lets go back outside. Thank you, Iris."

"Thank you, Iris," you parroted at the employee, who simply smiled at you. Mischief curled their lips, and it almost frightened you.

You followed Lena back out of the store and got in to the truck as Lena held the door for you.

You opened one of the snacks you'd grabbed- you wouldn't pass up beef jerky at 50 cents a bag.

As soon as you opened it, you heard a moan, then a groan, and an exhale like someone was stretching.

Lena groaned.

"Hey, is that beef jerky?" You heard from behind you.

You looked back and saw a man sitting on the back seat bench, eyes half open, hair incredibly messy.

Lena just sighed.

"Lena... there wasnt a back seat before," you said slowly, trying to keep up with the revelations of the night.

"That is correct."

"And there wasnt... a... guy... sitting there before," you pointed out.

"Also correct."

You glanced at the station in front of you, then back to her. "Is this... part of the gas station?"

"Why would it-" Lena scoffed. "No, that's Bob."

The man smiled. He looked goofy. The loose navy blue sweatshirt was well worn, like it was a comfort item. "Hi," he said, and waved.

"Who is Bob?" You whispered to Lena, still looking at the guy.

"The wolf?" Lena looked at you like you were stupid, her hand out, the gesture reinforcing her tone and look. "Obviously??"

It dawned on you. The wolf, of course, was really a *were*wolf, which had already been established. But you hadn't seen the man part of the werewolf yet. Lots to keep up with.

"Sorry, i havent met a werewolf before." You werent sure if you were apologizing to Lena or to the man named Bob.

"Thats ok. Can i have some of that?" He pointed to the bag of beef jerky in your hands.

"Oh, um. Sure?"

Lena snorted.

You handed him the bag and he carefully fished out the silica packet before stuffing his mouth with the jerky.

At least was only 50 cents. You'd been looking forward to that. At least making it last the rest of the road trip, or maybe a few hours.

Nope. He just finished it all.

Maybe it had something to do with the transformation and needing to eat a lot? Either that, or he was clueless about sharing and was inconsiderate.

"Thanks," he said, smiling, still chewing as he handed you back the empty bag only a moment later.

Lena reached across you to honk on the horn of the steering wheel. "Go back to sleep, Bob."

Bob didnt seem to want to look away from you. He was a smiley guy. He settled in against the corner of the back seat and stretched his arms a little, before adjusting his shoulders against the hard metal of the cab.

The feeling was familiar. Of him watching you. Even his presence, although startling, wasn't very threatening. Although as a wolf he'd frightened you nearly half to death with the threat of, well, death, you didnt feel concerned about him sitting right behind you as he closed his eyes and looked... incredibly human.

You werent sure how you felt about all that. As you opened the bag of pretzels you had bought in addition to the jerky, you considered your night.

You were glad you packed for more than one night, and you had a feeling you'd be grateful more than once these next few days.

~~*~~

Please let me know if you enjoyed !!! Im really excited to write this, although updates will be inconsistent, probably, with finals coming up for my classes.

Taglist: (let me know if you want to be added or removed!) @foreverchangingmind @jason-todd-fangirl-14 @imthatone-annoyingfriend @mandoalorian <3

[isaacswhy]

professional

isaacwhy x gn!reader (sfw) summary: what it's like to date isaacwhy as a content creator/streamer + moving in to tgc's austin house requested?: no a/n: this is essentially a really long drabble but im calling it a fic

It might be embarrassing to admit to people, but you first met Isaac on a discord server. He was hosting one of this discord events with a bunch of different YouTubers and you got an invite from a friend that was also going to be in it. You didn't win by any means, but you did make enough of an impact to see a friend request from Isaac in your inbox after it was over.

To your surprise, he messaged first. Your conversations were casual, discussing the project you were in and his future ideas. You shared your own video and stream ideas to him, getting his input on everything. Even if your content wasn't the exact same, your eye for content creation seemed quite similar.

Maybe it was because of quarantine, but the two of you were messaging all day. You'd get a message from him around noon, and you'd message periodically throughout the day until it was almost three in the morning and you could hardly keep your eyes open.

Then the calls. You'd call each other on discord, chat a bit, but mostly you'd just chill and work on videos. Things would get quiet because you were both focused on editing, but it was nice having his company. Once the two of you would agree that you'd worked long enough, you'd hop on a game together. Sometimes, his friends would play with you guys, but you loved the nights it was just you two.

When Isaac would stream with his friends, you were often there. You got to know his friends, and they were nice. You were slowly getting in on the inside jokes, hanging out with them on group calls once or twice a week, and messaging some of his friends outside of group events on occasion.

Nothing could compare to how much you talked to Isaac, though. You'd call him pretending you needed help with something just for an excuse to talk to him all night. He was doing the same, too, and you were picking up on it. He was just so mesmerizing, and there was nobody you'd rather hang out with. Every time you were talking, you just couldn't stop smiling and laughing at every joke he made.

It took around six months to realize what it was. You were crushing hard. Coming to terms with the fact you were e-crushing on a boy was sort of embarrassing. If you ended up dating, that'd make you edaters, even in quarantine. Even the cringe you felt at the prospect wasn't enough to stop you from being just so into him.

As much as you tried to ride it out and see if it would disappear, your feelings toward Isaac were only getting worse by the day. Eventually, you had to bite the bullet. Your confession came on one of your late night calls with Isaac, around 1 AM. You were talking about essentially nothing until you went quiet for a bit. He asked you what was up, and it just all came out.

Isaac was shocked, to say the least. He went quiet for a bit and you felt your heart in your throat. The silence broke when you heard a soft laugh of disbelief from his microphone, Isaac clearing his throat and sitting up in his chair, and saying, "Fuck, me too."

The wave of relief that washed over you in that moment was like nothing you'd ever felt before. It turned into giddy laughter from both of you and embarrassed admissions of the fact you were going to be edaters. The two of you decided it would be best if you kept things pretty slow as you figured it out, not telling the friend group just yet.

It went easier than you thought. Your calls and messages were as frequent (if not more), you were just a little more honest with each other. Being able to tell him how nice his voice sounded whenever it came to your mind was a perk. Isaac, it seemed, had a lot of repressed things he didn't say. You'd get random compliments a few times an hour and it would just melt you.

God, Isaac was so obviously in love with you. Good morning and good night texts every day, sending you photos from social media that you posted just to compliment everything he liked about it, and showing you off to all his friends as soon as you were ready to tell them. Turns out, they'd picked up on what was going on between you two. Nick, Tanner, Larry, Yumi, and Grunk all had a shared bet on when you'd get together (closest one wins, it was Larry).

Almost three months into your relationship, Isaac slipped up and finally said "I love you". You didn't hesitate to say it back. In truth, you'd both been in love with each other before you got together and you were both waiting on the other to say it. Isaac was just about to get off call to stream and said, "Alright, see you in chat! I love you!" He was a little late to stream that day.

The amount of times Isaac says sappy shit and "I love you" needs to be recorded. He's just hopelessly in love. And you're hopelessly in love with him, too. You're almost as bad as he is, but you'd never admit it. He won't hesitate to parade you around to his friends if it's something you're comfortable with.

Time was flying by, so it was a surprise when he was suddenly talking about moving in with his friends in Texas. It was a good idea, although a little bit of a risky investment with the previous content houses. With how confident he was in the idea, you were behind him whether or not it turned out well.

Then, he asked you to join them. It shouldn't have been as surprising as it was, given you were his partner. Either way, you were more than happy to say yes. It was a scary endeavor, but you would get through it with Isaac by your side. Though, the two of you had never met in person and you'd be moving in together Isaac had offered to pay for an apartment for you to live in nearby, but you'd much rather live with your boyfriend.

So, before you knew it, the time had come. Isaac and his friend had driven all the way to your house, you piled yourself and your things into the truck, and set off. The ride felt no different than any of your nightly discord calls. You bounced off each other just as well as you did before, the fear of awkward tension dissipating immediately.

The drive was long. Picking up friends on the way was nice, Isaac's mom was super nice, but in general it was still a long drive. It only dawned on you how little you had recorded the first day once it was almost over, and you rushed to record a bunch of new footage once you were in Austin.

Halfway there, you got to Blake's house to take a rest stop for the night. You and Isaac took the guest room and took a few photos together. It felt surreal to finally be with your boyfriend in person, cuddled up in one bed together. You got to kiss him for the first time, and it was better than you could imagine.

Before you took off the next day with Blake and Nick in the other car, you made sure to take a photo of Isaac to post on your social media (with his head cropped out). No official confirmation of your relationship, but it was nice to be able to post your boyfriend. Of course, any of the rumors fans had started were extinguished by other fans for speculation, but you couldn't help to laugh at the fact they were right.

Through all the trials and tribulations of the next day, you finally arrived at your new home. Tanner and Larry were already there, having flown in before your group had gotten there. Somehow, in the little time they had been there, the house was both empty and a mess at the same time.

All that aside, you were happy to settle in for the night with Isaac. It was your second full day of being together and it felt you'd known each other for a lifetime. You slept with your head on his chest and woke up to him having picked you up breakfast. It hadn't occurred to you until that moment that Isaac might know your go-to orders and foods you liked best.

You had breakfast and went downstairs to find Isaac hanging out with Nick. You didn't say anything until you cuddled up next to Isaac on the couch, mumbling a 'thank you for breakfast' into his shoulder. Nick shot you two a judgmental look before returning to unpacking his room.

It took you another hour of chilling and waking up before you finally began to get your room unpacked. He had put up a lot of little trinkets from your favorite shows on the shelves he bought alongside his own. By the time you guys had your room and office set up, it was about time to get dinner and wind down for the night.

You did your first stream from the new office after you ate, the boys coming in periodically. Your chat asked about the new location and you got to be the one to announce the move, calling all the boys into the room. Isaac's height made it conveniently easy to keep his face out of frame, and you had to remember to tell him he couldn't lean down too much to hug you without an accidental face reveal.

It wasn't much of a surprise how chaotic the house ended up being. The boys had their moments of being utter idiots, but they were a lot more fun to get to know in person. Isaac gushed to you one night about how happy he was that you were friends with his friends. Even if you spent the most time with your boyfriend, you casually were hanging out with the guys all the time.

When it came to being in the background of streams, you and Isaac were the stars of the show. You didn't always do content together, but if you were seen on a stream it was always as a pair. The dating rumors came back with a vengeance, and you had to consider whether or not to keep your relationship under wraps from the fans anymore.

It didn't matter, though. Isaac was on a late night stream with Tanner and Blake and mentioned how he was planning your anniversary without even thinking. The fans sufficiently blew up at this news, but it came with a plethora of well wishes. Any shock wore off and you realized it was a weight taken off your shoulders to not have to hide it.

Of course, you gave the internet a mirror selfie of Isaac holding you by the waist from behind as a confirmation on your end. As a treat.