#anyways. I am. uh. gh. fuck

[sinfulsunni]

butcher malevolemt…. Do u guys ever think about butcher malevolejt…..

[the-light-of-deceit]

meow meow! *the cat ran away—and then straight onto the ceiling where candy apple is.* :3 *the tape. it’s eating the tape. What is wrong with this cat?? Who’s cat even is this?? Where did it come from??*

- Orange jelly cat. Eater of souljams and tape.🐈(its creators have given it a name.)

AH- NO!! BAD!!! SHES STILL GOT AN HOUR IN AIR-JAIL. -♢

*Black Sapphire gets a water bottle and sprays the cat with water, getting it to drop down onto the ground before grabbing it by the scruff…it WAS successful at eating the tape on her mouth though*

Eheheh.. good kitty! What I said EARLIER.. was FUCK YOU! -♡

This is why I covered your mouth with tape. -♢

LET ME DOWN LET ME DOWN!!! LET ME DOWN NOW YOU EMO GRAPE. -♡

OH, YOU LITTLE BRAT!!! -♢

*Candy Apple blows a raspberry at him*

Ugh.. Where did I put the duct tape again- -♢

Don’t. -♧

Huh? -♢

Just.. don’t bother. Leave it be. I can’t be bothered to deal with her screeching once she gets the tape off again, anyways.. -♧

…Uh.. Alright. -♢

:000 AWWWWHHH!!! THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU, MASTER SHADOW MILK COOKIE!!! -♡

… -♧

…Told you I was the favorite!~ -♡

Keep dreaming. -♢

I AM!!!! -♡

Gh- -♧

[kfkr1ze]

AMAKARAKU @ U-40α has New Releases! - Chapter 9

Characters — ✈︎ Ushio, Kiroku, Akuta, Muneuji, Nanaki

Location: ComiPara Venue

Ushio: What do we do… Genuinely what are we supposed to do here…!?

(Did a defect happen? If so, where? Was it me? Did I fuck up the procedure…?)

Kiroku: …Kurama. Should we try… calling the printing company…?

Ushio: Ah… R-Right. T-The number…

(Shit, my hands won’t stop shaking…)

Kiroku: Ah…

…Wait. I can… try calling…

Ushio: Huh…?

(This is coming from the guy who refuses to answer the phone in the HAMA Tours office no matter what…)

Kiroku: H-Hel… Helloーー

Ushio: (But what can we even do…)

Kiroku: They said… It looks like… the books were delivered… as scheduled…

Ushio: But they’re literally not here.

Kiroku: I’ll double check… and call them back… again…

Ushio: But, even if we go around looking now, there’s not gonna be enough time…

Kiroku: ……

Person A in the space beside them: Good morning! Look forward to working with you today.

Ushio: Ah… G’mor…

Kiroku: …care of… us…

Person A in the space beside them: Alright, let’s get set up!

Person B in the space beside them: I get so excited opening this box no matter how many times I’ve done it～

Ushio: ……

Person A in the space beside them: God, isn’t this way too cute? I’m super glad I went with the holographic print!

Ushio: (…If things went right, I would’ve been like that with that foil stamped cover Idiotake got me to splurge on…)

Person B in the space beside them: Did I go too big with this poster? But seeing it this size is just getting my heart racing!

Ushio: (And I’m just staring at a blank table, without a poster in sight…)

Kiroku: …Kurama…

Ushio: (Am I just gonna spend the entire day feeling like this?)

…Haha. I can’t believe this is how my first circle’s gonna go…

Kiroku: ……

Ushio: …I’m… kinda tired of just standing here. I’m gonna sit down for a bit.

Kiroku: What should… I do…?

Ushio: What should you do…? What do you feel like doing?

Ah, since you already came all the way here, you wanna line up for some of the big circles? There’s some art supply booths and a food area in the truck yard too. 

Kiroku: Kurama…

Ushio: It’s better to adapt when stuff like this happens. We should just count our losses hereーー

Location: ComiPara Venue

Ushio: …gh.

(Fuck…)

There were commenters who were looking forward to it. 

Kiroku: …Yeah.

Ushio: I got you to draw the cover, everyone helped out, and I spent every day staring at the screen to make this.

Kiroku: Yeah…!

Ushio: (If it were Reito, he wouldn’t just sit here and give up. I don’tーー)

Ushio: I don’t… want to give up either!!

Kiroku: Yeah… Let’s look around… one more time…!

Ushio: Buddha Statue, it’s better if you stay here. You’re not really used to venues like this, and the general attendees might come in soon.

In the meantime, I’ll be looking in every nook and cranny in this place…!

Akuta: Maybe we shoulda came in cosplay after all～?

Nanaki: That would’ve just made Ushio pissed off.

(On that note, why the hell did he make me wear a mask anyways?)

Muneuji: Hm, it seems the line is starting to move. I’ll inform them in the group chat.

Kiroku: (I’ll start setting up in case Kurama comes back…)

(Ah... There's messages from everyone...)

Alt text available!

Akuta: …For real?

Muneuji: This wasn’t in our considerations.

Nanaki: Can we do anything to help? Or do we just have to wait here until admission opens up…?

Muneuji: Let’s see… I can try announcing something on SpiNet[1].

Akuta: Kay then. Logging into the account… uh.

Huh? Someone commented.

Lurking Account: “Sorry to comment out of nowhere! I wanted to buy something from you, but I just wanted to confirm, is your table in the East Hall? Since that’s where the PatiBato section is?”

Nanaki: Hm? Kiroku said they were in the East Hall earlier, so that seems right. But why do they sound so unsureーー

Akuta: Ah! The first post says they’re in the “West Hall”!

Muneuji: If it was written incorrectly there, then…

Nanaki: That’s it! Maybe the shipping address we gave to the printing company was also wrong too…!?

Akuta: OHHH! So you’re sayingーー

Muneuji: Uu-chan’s books were probably delivered to the West Hall…!

Previous — ✈︎ Masterlist — ✈︎ Next

Notes — ✈︎

I don't think I've had a story where SpiNet was mentioned, so I'll put this here just in case! SpiNet (or Spira Network) is a social media site in 18trip. dazzle would be more like instagram vs. SpiNet being more like twitter

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

ii s1 liveblog but it's just one line per episode and all in one post because people seem to hate liveblogs

also under a cut so the post can be short

1 - gh. this is. 13 years ago?? yeah it sure looks like it. call me problematic or whatever but PLEASE tell me the animation quality gets better. PLEASE. I don't hate the show for this but it is hard to watch /gen

2 - bomb stuttering so much he needs subtitles feels like a harmful representation of people who chronically(?) stutter but I don't stutter so I don't have a proper opinion on that (could someone in the notes confirm or deny?)

3 - KILLED HIM?? (<- said when Balloon was popped) okay it's really funny how in this episode alone I could say that and be talking about threE DIFFERENT CHARACTERS-

4 - okay so I paused in the LOL scene and. "TO DO LIST: REPLACE COINY!" ? ..anyway. what the fuck was that

5 - no budget ass montage skip /silly- ah. nevermind 5.5 ?? - no actually I didn't know that about the 10 contestants thing because no one ever said it in an episode prior to that. also dictionary definition of Taco I see you

6 - who the fuck was that in the intro. is there an orange character?? also what the hell. I didn't install an adblocker for that. UNAUTHORIZED FUCKING THING 🔴. BLOW IT UP NOW!!

7 - who the Phuck is that. wait. that's another MePhone. OH SHIT THEY HAVE BEEF ?!

8 - MePhone 4S?? KILLED HIM??? hm yeah no wonder this show has "insanity" in the title what the fuck is going on

9 - ehh not much to say about this one tbh

10 - don't tell me the fucking COMMERCIAL OBJECT is gonna win

11 - hey neat slideshow. I See You. also yeah yeah this was 12 years ago, but. ......one of these characters seems like a harmful stereotype and this time I'm not talking about Bomb. uh. no further comment. AAAAAAAAAAAA AUDIO DESYNC AAARGHSDFKJG HDLS;JGHGHOS;GHSOLKG RAGRHJ HGARRGAHG RAGHRHAGHGH /negative (sorry again call me problematic but audio desyncs ruin things for me)

12 - oh. more episode 1 flavored pain and suffering. great. oh they don't like it either lol. also what is narnya

13 - OJ you dumbass you SAID THE THING. also hey neat clouds. I See You. ... [paper lore happens] me: yep uh huh *eyes glaze over*

14 - minecraft glass sound hahah[gets hit with the realization that Minecraft is 12 years old] ..haha idiotic island TWOOOO-...oh.

15 - it's him!! and he has claws now! oh he's pathetic. ohh hehe I see. "I'm pretty sure I don't." foreshadowing much? wait WHAT DID 4S JUST SAY

16 - "I guess it's nothing" mhm. sure... jhfkasf "Oh pleas[like button lights up]e, like you've never eaten a sock before" ..4 arms MePhone?

finale part 1 - NOO THE BOX IS OPEN!! wow why so many MePhones- oh wait that's. that's probably a parody of iphone. huh

finale part 2 - "you're DVD and I'm blu-ray" hahahahhaha yeah? you sure that's the gotcha you want it to be? ..oh. OH. w,hat ??hmm ratings huh? reminds me of someo[I am Thwomp'd]

one thing. why does the orange never show up again after that one thing in episode 6 ?

[valkyrieofsmut]

Captive Love   16

UF!Sans x Reader (or Frisk if you wanna)

Summary: Sweetheart is a badass. Sans likes it.

A/N: Sorry I'm an idiot and posted the next chapter before this one...! Anyway... Yay!

Masterlist      Series Masterlist

Story

A good morning.

(Y/n) woke as hands moved over her, smoothing over her sides and front. 

"good mornin', sweetheart," a rough voice greeted from near her ear where she could feel Sans nuzzling and nipping. 

She tried to greet him back, but it came out as a pleasured sounding hum as she shifted her hips and felt the pleasant soreness from the night before between her thighs. 

Sans let out a deep chuckle that sent shivers down her spine. "still feel it, huh, sweetheart?" 

She felt her cheeks heat at the reminder of what they'd done. 

"got some more a that 'f ya want it," he told her, his suggestive voice full of heat and promises. 

.

Sans was over her, straddling her thigh once more, boney hand up the loose leg of her shorts. 

He'd tried to get her out of her clothes, but she'd been so shy, ducking her head and pressing her face against him to hide that, he'd given in. 

He'd even tried to tell her that he bet she had the most beautiful body he'd ever seen, but, with a glance down at his own covered chest, he could understand that everyone had something they were nervous about letting others see. 

So he'd ended up here, with his hand up her shorts, fingering her to a quick orgasm as she clutched at his shirt and panted and whined against his clavicle. 

"mmnn, sound so good, sweetheart," he rumbled against her. "that one was quick, huh? let's get ya 'nother one…" 

(Y/n) was sure that if she had completely gotten her voice back by now, and hadn't been trying so hard to stay quiet, she would have lost it by now. 

Sans' finger bones were surprisingly talented, to the point that she wondered if he'd ever been with a human before, or if monsters' anatomys were just so similar it translated well. 

She came again, her teeth digging into his shirt covered clavicle to keep herself quiet. 

Sans let out a low, needy growl at her bite. "ooh, fuck , sweetheart… ya make me wanna straight up ravage that pussy…" 

(Y/n) whimpered, clenching tighter at his sexy, need soaked words. 

His hand had slowed down, gently stroking her through her orgasm so he didn't over stimulate her, and she wondered how long he was planning on doing this, and if he was planning… that , too… 

It would only be fair for him to come, too, after all… 

"SANS!" Papyrus' voice echoed in the hall, and Sans groaned out a sigh as his hand stopped. 

He turned toward the door and called back, "yeah, boss?"

"DON'T SLACK OFF ON YOUR ROUNDS TODAY!"

Sans sighed again. "yeah, boss, got it, don't worry 'bout it," he called back. 

(Y/n) felt both excited and nervous at having Sans' hand still inside her as he spoke to his brother on the other side of the door. 

What if Papyrus got frustrated with the piece of wood and just came in? 

There were no blankets covering where Sans' hand was up her shorts… It would be glaringly obvious what they were doing. 

Sans looked over at her with a smirk and a chuckle at the feel of her nervous clench around his fingers at the thought, and wiggled them inside her, making her bite back a moan. 

"MAKE SURE YOU DO 'GOT IT' SANS, OR I WILL BE FORCED TO… DO SOMETHING DRASTIC!" 

Sans groaned in frustration and pulled his fingers from her, making her whimper at the loss. 

"i'm gettin' up right now, i'll leave in a few minutes, boss, i swear!" 

Papyrus finally left with a "SEE THAT YOU DO!" 

"sorry, dollface, i gotta go ta work," he sighed as he stood from the bed, digging in the clean pile of laundry he'd placed next to, but not in, his dresser to find some clean clothes. 

"Sa-ns," (Y/n) asked hesitantly, and broke off as she wondered how she could have let him touch her like he had been without even a care in the world about getting home and if he was still keeping her here against her will, or just to keep her safe. 

Oh, it was a dirty feeling… 

"yeah, sweetheart?" He asked, pulling a suitable shirt from the pile. 

"I- ...I ahm g-ng hohme, evehntu-lly… rigkh…?" She asked, trying not to sound as nervous as she felt. [I am going home eventually, right?]

Sans looked up at her, pausing in his search for a sock to match the one in his hand. 

Sans really wanted her to stay there with him- but he knew that he couldn't keep her there forever. He'd already witnessed a small dose of her ire, and he had no doubt that it would only get worse the longer it went on. 

He would have to let her go, eventually… eventually being the key word. 

"yeah. yeah, sweetheart," he told her. "gotta make it safe ta make the trip, first…" 

She smiled at him for his response, and it did a little to lift his soul from the ditch of misery it'd fallen into at the thought of her going. 

"C'n Ikh b-rrow y-r phohne?" She asked. [can I borrow your phone?]

Sans looked at her in question as he pulled out the device and unlocked it. 

He handed it to her and went back to searching for his other sock. 

(Y/n) listened as the familiar voice gave the store greeting, asking how she could help her. 

"Hehy, Sally," she greeted. "Who's theh m-nahger todahy?" [hey, Sally, who’s the manager today?]

Sans looked up at that. "heh, you tryna get through ta that idiot at yer work?" 

She nodded in reply. "Okh, graht," she sighed at hearing it was the same manager that had written her off as dead before. "Pahtch m- tkhrough, plehse." [Oh, great. Patch me through, please.]

Sans chuckled as he moved next to her on the bed, looking amused. "i gotta see how far ya get wit 'im." 

(Y/n) switched it to speaker and listened as he gave the store greeting, then said, "hihk Doug. Iht's (Y/n)." [hi Doug, it’s (Y/n)]

He let out a startled, confused stutter, and (Y/n) saw Sans holding back a laugh. 

"H-hi, (Y/n)! I-I heard that you- that you were in monster territory!" Doug exclaimed. 

"Ikh ahm," she answered. [I am.]

"O- oh… Wh- h-how are you calling the store, then?" He asked. 

"Mohnsters hahve phohnes, Doug, theh're not uh strihctly hum'n thihng," she told him. [monsters have phones, Doug, they’re not a strictly human thing.]

A chortle escaped Sans at that. 

"Oh… Um… Well, what can I do for you?" Doug asked. "You need someone to come out there and save you, or…" He trailed off, and (Y/n) was pretty sure it was because he was trying to think of what other reason she could have called, and if he could think of someone else to do it. 

"Noh, Ikh dohn't neehd uh r-scue, Ikh just neehd toh hahve mhy job wh-n Ikh geht bahck," she told him. [no, I don’t need rescue, I just need to have my job when I get back.]

After a moment, Doug told her, "you've missed a bunch of shifts, (Y/n). Lots of no calls no shows." 

"Doh y-u agreeh thaht b-ng in mohnst'r terr-tory as uh human is dahng'rous?" She asked. [Do you agree that being in monster territory as a human is dangerous?]

"Y-yeah," he agreed hesitantly, not sure where this was going. 

"Y-u agreeh that wahlk-ng thr-gh mohnst'r terr-tory would be lihke walk-ng thr-gh uh wahr gr-nd?" She prompted. [You agree that walking through monster territory would be like walking through a war ground?]

"U- uh, y-yeah," he agreed hesitantly again. 

"Thehn y-u agreeh thaht th-s fahlls under any l-w mahk-ng 't 'llehg-l to fihre uh 'mployeeh f-r b-ng tr-pp'd in uh w-r zohne?" She asked. [Then you agree that this falls under any law making it illegal to fire an employee for being trapped in a warzone?]

There was silence on the other end of the line. 

Sans' sockets widened. She could be vicious when she wanted to… 

It kinda turned him on. 

"S-so- do you have an idea of when you'll be back?" Doug asked. 

"W-r 's uh 'nprehd-ctable thihng," she answered, getting irritated that her voice was getting worse and worse with use. [War is an unpredictable thing.]

After she'd hung up, Sans commented, "gettin' tough wit 'em, huh?" 

She shrugged with a sheepish grin. "Thre-t-ng lehg-l 'ction uhs-lly mahkes pehple d' wha's rihght." [Threatening legal action usually makes people do what’s right.]

Sans' tongue flicked over his teeth. It was still turning him on. Especially with that adorable squeak. 

"Ohne mohre c-ll?" She asked. [One more call?]

Luckily, the call to her landlord went much easier, the secretary taking her information and making a note on her account, promising to do what they could about pausing the rent charges, or at least putting any actions on hold. 

When she was done, (Y/n) hung up and handed the phone back to Sans. 

She looked at her hands, rubbing them over each other. "Th-nks, S-ns." [Thanks, Sans]

Sans sat awkwardly for a moment before going back to looking for his other sock. 

The mood had fallen, and his poor sweetheart seemed pretty down. 

"y-you… uh- s-sweetheart, ya wanna come wit me?" He asked, his eyelights focused on the laundry, finally finding a sock. 

(Y/n) looked up at him in question, careful hope in her eyes. "R...lly?" [Really?]

"yeah, doll," he told her, focused on grabbing a pair of shorts. "'s what th' c- ...thing, is fer, after all…" 

The smile that grew on her face as she nodded made his soul throb. 

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[stitchships]

♡ Self Ship Q&A! ♡

I was tagged by the ever wonderful @nohr-and-thirst

-

Introduce yourselves. Who are you? What do you like to do?

“Howdy howdy howdy, I’m Zero, one of the frankly incredible lackeys/partners of Doctor Robotnik! I specialize in biological and chemical weaponry and have a penchant for fucking around with shit I know I shouldn’t. I’m the og agent of chaos!”

“I shouldn’t even be lowering myself to answer this, but as my dear henchman already said, my name is Doctor Robtnik. And I am so high above your puny little IQ level that I don’t think you could even comprehend what I do.”

“He builds robots.”

“Hush.”

How was your first meeting like?

“Oh shit, was it fun, I’d been sitting pretty at the top of the food chain for a couple a years there- real king of the jungle. But my reign had to come to an end I s’pose, one moment I’m in a warehouse with a very sexy client, the next there’s a drone firing a tranq dart into my back.”

“Oooh you talk big for somebody who fell for my trap so easily! You thought you were some kind of silent predator as if you hadn't been on my watchlist for years.”

“Uhuh yeah, whatever you say. I still almost got your goat in that interrogation room Mr Big Shit.”

“That’s Doctor Big Shit, and it doesn’t count since you so horribly failed, tell me how that nasal fracture felt? Besides, spitting a cyanide capsule is so unoriginal. Bland. Like a Cold War assassination scheme.”

“Still spat in your mouth though.”

How did you get together? Who confessed first?

“We aren’t together, Zero and Cain are just my awful little meatbags, that’s all.”

“You’re a terrible liar sir. We got together after Cain and I both confessed our love and loyalty for you and you got all flustered.”

“That is not how that went at all!”

“You sat with your back to us for like five minutes, I could practically hear your heart rate spike. Then you finally turned around and told us about how it had been ‘soooo obvious’ and that you didn’t have to choose bc ‘I already own you both’ it was so romantic!”

“I do own you both. You’re my worthless assistants, I’m the only thing keeping you from a life sentence, Miss Kingpin.”

What are your thoughts on PDA?

“It’s wonderful, really makes all the nobodies we deal with uncomfortable. Good assertion of dominance.”

“By PDA he thinks you mean grabbing Cain and I by the mouth or yanking us around like chewtoys.. Not that we don’t enjoy every excruciating second of it! It’s not all wild all the time though but real affection is saved for after hours!” 

How do you show your affection towards each other/what are your love languages?

“I don’t feel like answering this, I don’t have a ‘Love Language’.”

“That’s not true Doctor, you can’t hide the fact that you sometimes have the loveliest things to say! And when you aren’t being an utter tool of a boss, you do give some pretty great gifts. I on the other hand am very into acts of service!”

“As if they couldn’t tell on their own.”

“Shut. Anyways. I’m loyal and I love to do nice(ish) things for the ones I love. But I’ll also kill for physical affection! And I have-”

Who’s more introverted and who’s more extroverted?

“I don’t think any of us really count as ‘introverted’ per se. We all like to do loud terrible stupid things on purpose. We’re all reclusive labrats but we’re also all very loud about it at the same time.”

“Speak for yourself, nothing I do is stupid.”

Who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?

“Seeing as the Doctor is 6 foot fuckin 2 and I’m 5 foot 9, generally him. Cain's a manlet too so he doesn’t change this equation either- but sometimes if we all wanna spoon at once one of us will jetpack it!”

“You’re both so tiny! I could carry each of you under one arm.”

“Wig, I guess. Please attempt that.”

What do you like doing together the most?

“I do manage to enjoy when these two manage to pull some exciting new weapon out of their asses and we get to test it. It makes me feel almost a little less alone at the top of the world.”

“D...Doctor..”

"Don't go all soft on me Agent Zero, or I'll have to retract my previous statement."

"Gh, right- Uh! Anyways!! I love love love when you make updates to my hardware. You're so fun when we do that- even sweet! Maybe a little sadistic at some points but hell that’s sweet too!"

“Noted.”

Tell us a fun fact about the other!

"The Doctor owns about 10 duplicate pairs of those silly sunglasses, we did that because he always breaks them when he has a fit."

"Zero smoke bombs the lab whenever she gets flustered or gets in trouble. Sometimes I think she enjoys being a nuisance and seeing me blow up. This happens at least twice a week."

Tag other selfshippers and their f/os.

Alright biches!! I'm tagging-

@loomismacher and Nutty!!!

@katerships and Caroline!!

@luvsailor and Kugo

And please! If you see this and would have liked to have been tagged- say I did!! Hell I'll edit the post and add you if you do, I'm just bad at choosing who to tag in this stuff úwù

[artnerd1123]

A Familiar World

Journal ——————————————

A little slice of life situation for Journal; set before his unfortunate boot from home. Featuring first appearances for both Journal and his mentor, Nettles. 

The masterpost for AFW can be found here. The chapter post for AFW can be found here. 

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It’s shorter than the last chapter like this, but it was still fun to write ^^ Hope you all enjoy!!!

As a rooster crows from the barn, the creaking of rusty door hinges rings out over the quiet farm.  A cloaked figure, barely illuminated in the dim morning light, slips out of the back of the farmhouse. They turn to shut the door, muttering to themself. The creak rings out once more. The figure pauses, anxiously looking at the darkened windows. To their relief, they remain empty. There are no signs of other life stirring inside. The figure appears to be the only one awake. Good. A moment later, they’re gliding out over the dusty ground, their cloak flowing gently behind them. They make their way towards a small clump of woods. The feeble rays of the morning sun glint off a long gilded scepter they hold in their hand. The figure moves quickly. The sun is not their friend in the early morning. Once they reache the trees’ shelter, they yank down their hood.

Journal Sherman Drapht glanced back towards the house. His turquoise eyes glinted in the feeble light, his brown curls mussed up from the inside of his hood. He ran a hand through them, attempting to get it back into its styled swoosh. “Gotta fix that stupid door,” he whispered, “gonna give me away one day…” Sighing, he adjusted the clasp of his cloak. It always seemed too loose when he put it on in the morning. Around him, the daytime wildlife was slowly waking from its nightly slumber. It was relatively quiet. Only a few birds were twittering. Hopefully nothing would wake anyone up until he was long gone. He set off deeper into the woods, following a small dirt path. To anyone passing by, it looked like a deer’s run. But not to Journal. This was his path of morning escape. Morning. For him, it was both the best and worst time of day. For him, it was both the best and worst time of day. On one hand, it was a time of freedom. He could disappear into the woods for hours before he snuck back to the farm for lunch. He could practice magic, swing his scepter around, listen to the stories of sorcerers and their legends… and nobody even seemed to miss him. But on the other hand… He glanced over his shoulder. Discovery of his morning whereabouts and habits was not an option. Not now. Not ever. It would be a catastrophe. He picked up his pace.

About fifteen minutes later, Journal arrived at a small clearing in the center of the woods. It was empty aside from his presence. The morning sunlight shone down gently on grass and wildflowers. Lazy bees buzzed between them. There were a few scattered stumps, each with its own unique arrangement of fungus and moss. After making sure the coast was clear, Journal strode over to one and sat down. Looks like she’s not here yet... He grumbled mentally. He wasn’t a big fan of waiting. Lying his scepter across his lap, he used the edge of his cloak to try and polish the crystalline ball on the end of it. The amplifier was all dusty from being shoved under his bed. He’d had a close encounter with a sibling the day before. After he’d returned from his morning escapades, one of his brothers barged into his room to accuse him of skipping out on chores. To be fair, he had been slacking on those lately. But it wasn’t like his five siblings couldn’t handle a few extra chores. He just considered it lucky his brother hadn’t seen the gold rod of his scepter glinting among his bed’s dust bunnies.

“Having some trouble with your scepter?” Asked a voice, breezy and slow, like wind through old trees. Journal jumped, nearly dropping the aforementioned amplifier. 

“Gh-! N-nettles! Don’t scare me like that!” Journal yelped. Standing across the clearing from him was a sorceress. Nettles Willoweep looked about in her late thirties, though her gaze made her appear much older. With her tawny, oak skin, green dreadlocks, and jade eyes, she seemed to belong to the foliage around her. The very way she held herself; sturdy, yet limber, made her look even more like just another tree in the forest. She was standing with a hand resting on her grassy staff, a brow raised expectedly.  “You know you should be on your guard out here. Sneaking up on you is easier than blinking,” she joked, eyes glinting with laughter.  “Still… you don’t have to do that...” Journal huffed, trying not to smile. He’d known Nettles for a good handful of years now. He’d met her when he was fourteen, off trying to practice magic in the woods. She’d been confused by his presence, but something made her want to help. With how his first spell left him passed out in a cornfield, he was grateful for the magic mentorship.  … and for the friendship.  He was still a little put out he hadn’t noticed her walk in, though. He mentally kicked himself for his lack of attention. What if that had been one of my family members?!  Nettles waved a hand to dispel his thoughts.  “Well, you’re in luck anyway,” she explained, “we’re not working on reflexes or attention span today.” With a flick of her staff, an empty mug appeared on the stump next to him. “I want you to toss that without touching it.” Journal let out a loud groan of protest. He’d started disliking magic training ever since last week’s fiasco. He’d been trying to master a spell for days. All to no avail. Did he like magic? Of course! Did he like repeatedly running up against a wall if nothing made his magic spark? Not necessarily.  “Can’t we do something else?” he asked nervously.  “... such as?” Nettles inquired, tilting her head to the side. “Sorcerers need magic training, Journ.”  “Yeah, but I just- uh. I think doing something else might work better for today?” He said, flashing a nervous grin. “I mean, I do wanna be a show sorcerer. We’ve still got lots to work with.”  “... uh huh. You mean all that stuff we worked on two weeks ago?” Nettles asked, her amusement shifting to mild exasperation. “Is there something you’ve forgotten so soon?” “Yes! I- I mean- i- i need to get better at my footwork!” he said desperately, deliberately tripping over the edge of his cloak as he got up. “See! I still need to work on that!” “Oh really?” Nettles drawled. Journal had enough time to register a flicker of green magic on her hand, a few whistling sounds, and his own feet moving as he jumped from side to side. A glance behind him revealed a couple sharpened sticks buried in the stump behind him. … Whoops...  “Ok… maybe I don’t need to work on footwork…” he admitted sheepishly, fidgeting with his scepter, “but can’t we do something besides magic…? I’ve been trying that one spell for days and days with no results, and I-” “You’re frustrated. I get it. But you can’t improve if you just quit instead of trying again,” Nettles said bluntly. She gave him a sour look, crossing her arms. He shrank a little under her piercing gaze. “Now. I want you to set your scepter down, get yourself up, and throw that cup with your magic. Am I clear?” “Y-yes ma’am,” Journal squeaked.

~~~~~~~~~~

“Again.” “It’s not working.” “I said do it again.” “You’re not listening! It’s not working, Nettles!” Journal was leaning against a tree, huffing and puffing. Wiping some sweat off his forehead, he shot a glare over at his mentor. The cup was still sitting in the exact same spot on its stump, despite the hour he’d been trying to move it with the throwing spell. He hadn’t managed to scoot it even an inch. “I haven’t moved it at all this whole time. It’s not going to move. We should just do something else.” “Journ, c’mon. You’re not concentrating correctly,” Nettles sighed, “you’ve done harder spells than this. Get out of your head and into the real world.” “Yeah, well maybe what I did before was just luck!” Journal shot back. “It must’ve been dumb luck with how you’re acting,” Nettles snorted. “Oh, fuck off,” Journal grumbled, rolling his eyes. “Well, if you’re not going to even try…” Nettles mused, turning away. “I AM TRYING! I’VE BEEN TRYING! IT’S NOT GOING TO WORK!” Journal cried despairingly, arm swiping angrily through the air for emphasis. 

A second later, there was the sound of something shattering from across the clearing. 

Journal paused in his angry huffing. Wh... was that the…? Glancing down, he caught sight of glimmering red fog disappearing from his hand. He swiftly looked up, eyes full of hope- and there was the mug. Broken and in pieces, at the foot of a tree. His look of hope shifted to one of amazement, and then one of triumph.  “HAH! I DID IT! TAKE THA-!” he started, only to be interrupted by a wave of exhaustion. “T-take th- ugh- oof, ok, g-guess i should sit down…” He plopped heavily onto his stump. The first time he did any spell took the same amount of energy as running a marathon. Panting, he did his best to catch his breath. “Told you you weren’t concentrating correctly,” Nettles said simply. He gave her a withering look, trying to ignore his mentor’s smug smile. “Fuck off,” he muttered. But he was grinning to himself. “We can pick up where we left off tomorrow, if you’d like,” his mentor offered, gently twirling her staff. There was a green puff of smoke over the broken mug, and another one on the stump next to him. It cleared to reveal a repaired mug. “You probably need a rest.” “No, I want to toss it again,” Journal said eagerly. He stood back up quickly, swaying on his feet. “I’ve still got some energy left! And the damn mug deserves another good bash.” Nettles just raised an eyebrow, amusement glinting in her eyes again. She gestured dramatically to the offending cup. “All yours, Mister Drapht, mighty destroyer of drink containment vessels,” she simpered, that smug smile widened into a grin. Journal just rolled his eyes.

He managed to move the mug around a couple more times, a bit shakily now that he didn’t have his anger to back him up. But by the time he finally had to quit or risk passing out, he had a pretty good grasp on the spell. “I… think I did good… f-for today…” Journal panted, using his scepter to stay on his feet. Geez… I’m gonna need a nap after I update my record book... “Only after a couple nudges,” Nettles observed. From the look on her face, she was waiting for something. He could tell. He mumbled tiredly to himself for a minute. “... Thanks for the help…” he sighed, “and sorry for being such a pessimist.” “You’re welcome. You just gotta learn to stop getting all caught up in what’s going wrong and push onwards,” she said with a shrug. “You’ll have to learn that lesson on your own.” “… I’ll try, Nettles…” he replied. Yawning, he tried to straighten up a bit. “I think I’m gonna head home for the day…” “Good idea.” Nettles gave him a gentle pat and a small smile. “Go rest. I’ll see you here at the same time tomorrow.” “M’kay… Bye…” Journal said sleepily. “Oh, and one more thing-” she gave him a light jab with her scepter, gaze soft but firm- “make sure you’re paying attention when you’re in these woods, m’kay?” “Eheheh… will do…” he said with an embarrassed chuckle. Let’s not repeat this morning. The two turned to go their separate ways; Journal plodding down a dirt path, and his mentor simply melting into the foliage. He wondered vaguely how she did that, but jerked out of his thoughts when he almost tripped over a root. His face reddened considerably, and he picked up his pace. Hopefully Nettles hadn’t seen that. He really needed a nap before he made more of a fool of himself. Or maybe just some coffee. That is, if he still had some left… it always went nicely with a record update…   The tired sorcerer lost himself in thoughts of coffee and books as he traveled back home.

[pacman-tattoo]

Okay so we got the boys as big brothers but I'm curious,,, what about the BMC girls as big sisters???? :0

omg yes yes yes i’ve been thinking about this but i’ve been avoiding doing it since i’ve had requests aka im using this as an excuse to do it

i just put everyone under the cut since i did all of them so

thank u nonny

Christine

best. older sister. ever.

if you’re into musical theatre, it’s a huuuuge bonding experience!!!! i headcanon christine started when she was a kid and always loved it so just

imagine getting into it when ur in middle school/high school????

christine helps you with stage makeup and teaches you how to do it properly and what the right amount of stuff is!!!!

if ur not into acting n stuff, you work crew or lights maybe

or you just come to every show and cheer her on!!!!

internally you’re just like “THATS!!! MY SISTER!!!!”

although the play she did junior year was kinda weird

all her theatre friends know you

like?? you could have never done theatre and everyones like “IS THAT [y/n]???”

christine will jam out to showtunes in her car and she gets INTO IT and its rly fun and sometimes the two of you have duets 

also the two of you will sing like 50 different parts for one song

can i be honest and say christine probably has sO MANY PICS OF U TWO LIKE

CLOSEST SIBLINGS EVER

also sometimes people are like “do u two fight” and ur like “no???? why would we” “ur siblings” “i mean yeah but have u seen her?? does she seem like the person who would fight over dumb things? like the closest thing we’ve gotten to a fight is when i said one of her musicals was ‘okay’ and thats because i didnt even listen to half the soundtrack”

… u two… watch bootlegs together….

“JUST LOOK AT HIM HE’S AN ANGEL” “CHRISTINE U NEVER STOP TALKING ABOUT HIM I KNOW HE’S AN ANGEL”

ok not theatre-related stuff

christine!!! is just!!! really positive a lot!!!

but like, you kinda get to see her being unsure sometimes

if anyone talks shit about her yOU ARE R EA D Y TO F I GH T

christine takes meds for ADD and often you’ll remind her in the mornings just in case she forgets (which is rare unless she’s had a late rehearsal the night before! but she still appreciates it!!)

christine knows exactly how to cheer you up! like, you like sitting back and watching movies? she’s got u. you like petting dogs? well, the best she can do is pictures at the moment but she will sent u all!! the dog pics!!!!

i hc that she’s really into romcoms so sometimes she takes u to the movies with her and its fun

ok but like

midnight chats with christine where the two of you just kinda aimlessly ramble together and its a very nonjudgmental time and you two talk through things

also helping christine by running through lines with her. thats all

u and christine have a lot of videos of u two doing stuff like ur own lil skits and ur own “cooking show” together as kids and it’s really cute

i just rly love christine and its rly obvious

Chloe

i mentioned how with jake as ur big bro you get a lot of ppl like “oh, ur jake’s lil sibling” and it’s the exact way with chloe

except you get a lot more fuckboys. its gross. you’ve told off a few of them.

alright i’ve had this headcanon but like

fuck gender roles completely. chloe does ur makeup and you feel like a god damn boss

like, ur eyeliner could cut a man.

brooke is around a lot and shes nice to u (sometimes nicer than chloe is)

honestly chloe is rly confident and she strikes me as the kind of person where like, you could be having a bad day and she’d just compliment u but in a way that ur like “is… is that a compliment or are u mad that im sad”

its both.

can i say that chloe is kinda terrible? to other people? like she can be kinda crass toward you a lot but she has these little moments where she’s actually a decent big sister (like her doing ur makeup???)

but even then you two fight and its not rly a good time but one of u will apologize if its Really Really Bad

i like to imagine chloe’s parents have moments like “take [y/n] with you” and shes just “ughh fine”

her friends dont rly mind since ur mostly quiet

“anyway she’s kind of a slut-” “chloe don’t fucking call other girls sluts”

the two of u argue. some of her friends are recording u two fukn fighting

softly theres just someone going fight fight fight fight

it probably ends up on social media

so people know..

you have a couple people like “YO!!! U FOUGHT WITH CHLOE????”

“yeah i mean she’s my older sister so… i can call her our on her shit i guess?” “WHAT T HE  FUCK SHES UR SISTER????”

“wait she signed up for the play?? wtf who else is in it” “jake dillinger-” “god damn it chloe.”

im not even gonna touch on anything that happened at the halloween party other than just you were glad she got out unscathed in the end. 

but after some rumors fly u dont rly trust her??? as much???

anyway. moving on.

Brooke

actual Good

“why do you hang out with chloe?” “w-what do you mean?” “no offense but……she seems…..kiiinda bitchy……..”

brooke doesn’t talk to u until u apologize

which honestly is understandable bc chloe’s kind of her bestie and u just insulted her so

anyway

very gentle big sister

shes in play??? u will be there like!!! “thats cool i didnt know u were into theatre”

i feel like i talk about the play in every headcanon i do but its such a big part so

wait is she dating this guy

she seems to??? kinda like him??? he sounds nice

whats his name

jerry or something

ur ready to fight him tho like, remember brooke’s ex who cheated on her??? u may or may not have called him out.

and possibly punched him.

and possibly gotten beat up

dont fuck with football players

brooke comes home from jake’s halloween party kinda early and shes rly upset and ur just like “wHO HURT U”

ur gonna fight chloe and jeremy.

maybe.

anyway u kinda sit around with her trying to cheer her up

the next day the two of u go to the mall or pinkberry or somewhere to cheer her up

then chloe calls

“brooke please dont pick it up”

she doesn’t.

and then she does after chloe texts her and ur like “brooke n o o o”

ok so uh

brooke is a sweet big sister even if she’s not there 24/7

imagine being asked on a date by someone cute and ur like ‘fUCK BROOKE H E L P HOW THE FUCK’ and she helps u look cute and calms u down

a sweet bab

i love her

Jenna

im just gonna go ahead and get it out of the way: you know a loooot of shit since jenna knows everything

jenna is protective and no one dares to say shit about u because like

rumors fly? she’ll debunk them AND find the fucking source and tell them off

someone insults u and she hears it? she will F I G H T

someone insults and makes u feel bad and she always finds out because she’s rly good at noticing things??? she will either cheer u up or approach the person herself

or both

i dont care where u guys go but ur family will go on summer road trips and you and jenna take selfies everywhere like

close siblings. the good shit.

honestly jenna is probably the kind of person who watches tv with u and sometimes she ends up not sleeping a lil so she just keeps watching whatever show and then shes like

wait shit i cant spoil this for them

jenna sits next to u and ur like “you already know whats gonna happen dont u” “yeah” “gdi”

jenna strikes me as the kind of person who would be a vlogger imo

being her sibling u get pulled into her vlogs sometimes

theres no warning shes just recording u at 12 am in the kitchen like

“hey [y/n] what are u doing” and u just staring at the oven “baking cookies what does it look like-” and u look up and shes recording and ur like “ayy”

late night snapchat story consists of her and u watching stuff together bc neither of u can sleep

sometimes she just gets a “jenna go to bed”

it never happens

i wish

i had more headcanons for her but i d on t

thats all babes 

[a-panda-reads-act-omega]

ACT OMEGA PART 9

THE 25/10/16 UPDATE

WOW, third update in one day? I must be extremely bored or something. Anyways, I think we’re just gonna start this up without the big fucking intro part. Lets just. do this.

Come on you gay fucks, make up and KISS.

G U Y S. Also Jake, look at Dirks face not his ass.

OH man Jake looks sad and awkward.

DIRK: (Son of a fuck.) DIRK: (That was you trying to get me to leave you alone, wasn’t it?) JAKE: (I... well.) DIRK: (It’s fine. I get it, finally.) DIRK: (You don’t want anything to do with me, or this awkward dance we’ve been doing around each other.)

No damMIT, don’t leave him alone. you need to MAKE UP. not avoid eachother.

DIRK: (And I was convinced I'd actually try giving you some space so you wouldn’t have to deal with my overbearing bullshit anymore. Yet here I am.) DIRK: (Honestly, I’m not even sure why.) DIRK: (I just had this impulse to try and smooth things over with you by offering some sort of half-assed congratulations.)

You’re on the right track DIRK! You’re almost there, but instead of giving him a shitty congratulations, you need to work out whatever the your problem is dammit.

DIRK: (Sorry for making you uncomfortable for a solid 10 minutes by stringing that conversation along.) DIRK: (I’ll go bother someone else.) JAKE: (Dirk, wait!) DIRK: (What?) DIRK: (You don’t need to humor me. Or worry about hurting my feelings, or whatever.) DIRK: (You’re not obligated to care about any of that anymore.) DIRK: (That ship has sailed.)

A A . AH GH DF  Dirk you BUTT, just listen to the fuckin hope child.

pft thanks jake.

JAKE: (Thats not... oh pussyfeathers!) JAKE: (This is exactly the problem!) DIRK: (Uh.) DIRK: (It is?) JAKE: (Im so lousy at saying what i mean and then you put all of these words in my mouth and i have no idea how to make you understand!)

YES JAKE THIS IS PrecISELY THE PROBLEM! 

JAKE: (Maybe because i hardly understand myself...) DIRK: (...) JAKE: (This is all so difficult to parse. I am utterly fucking bamboozled by everything thats happened today.) JAKE: (Ive tried to politely get everything to hold its damn horses for perhaps ten friggin minutes but no!) JAKE: (Those stallions shot right out of the gate with forceful gusto and ive been trying to keep from being trampled underneath their thundering hooves this entire time!) JAKE: (There are SO MANY PEOPLE here.) JAKE: (And while im sure theyre all perfectly upstanding folk i have no clue how im supposed to TALK to any of them.) JAKE: (Especially when i cant even bring myself to engage with those whom i actually KNOW.) JAKE: (Because im certain there are a plethora of things i need to apologize for but im still puzzling out what exactly they are.)

Damn, I know the feeling Jake. When you know you’ve done something wrong, and you have no fucking clue what it is, yet somehow that makes you feel even GUILTIER because you think you SHOULD know what you did wrong.

DIRK: (Jake...) JAKE: (Honestly ive been resigning myself to the possibility of never speaking to anyone ever again!) JAKE: (Considering im such a dunce theres no way ill ever be able to figure out how to make things right with you or jane.) JAKE: (And if i badger roxy ill no doubt botch things up with her too somehow.)

Dont be ridiculous Jake, I honestly doubt there’s any way for Roxy to ever hate you.

JAKE: (So whats the point?) JAKE: (Im never going to be a good friend let alone a good anything... more than that.) JAKE: (So ive already accepted that im really just a waste of space and i ought to spend the rest of my life keeping out of everyones way.) DIRK: (Holy shit, Jake. What?) JAKE: (Its just the simplest solution for everyone involved. Im fine with it!)

Jake you BUMFUzZLING BAFOON. COme on, get a goddamn grip on yourself.

JAKE: (I was perfectly willing to mind my own beeswax and allow the rest of you to mind yours and make myself scarce when the opportunity arose.) JAKE: (But then you ambled up to me and put that plan on ice.) DIRK: (Jake.) JAKE: (Which has had me reeling for the past little while let me tell you!) JAKE: (I dont know what to do because im getting the vibe that perhaps you still want to be friends? Though I cant even begin to guess why!) JAKE: (And im so conflicted because theres a part of me that does want to give the whole friendship thing another go even though i know its bound to end in disaster.) DIRK: (Jake-) JAKE: (But if im really going to commit to that mad gamble, it feels like this might be my only real chance to try and patch things up between us!) JAKE: (Except im so blasted TIRED! And even thinking about fumbling through that conversation with all of these people around makes me want to curl up into ball and...) JAKE: (And embarrass myself.) JAKE: (Though attempting to salvage my pride at this point seems a fools errand. Nobody can possibly take me seriously while im NOT WEARING ANY FUCKING PANTS.)

DAMMIT JAKE NOWS NOT THE TIME TO BRING UP YOUR BEAUTIFUL ASS

DIRK: (...) DIRK: (Ok.) JAKE: (Im sorry dirk i just cant right now. I cant. Its too much!) JAKE: (I know its so typical of me to chicken out and disappoint you.) DIRK: (Dude-) JAKE: (Sakes alive i cant believe i just went on and on like that what am i doing???)

You’re VENTING, Jake. It’s perfectly natural and everybody should be able to do it.

DIRK: (Ok!) DIRK: (Jake, I hear you!) DIRK: (You can stop, now.) DIRK: (The fact that you managed to whisper all that was pretty impressive.)

Yeah no shit. Like, how in the fuck was that a whisper?

DIRK: (But let’s take it down a notch. Like, to breathe.) JAKE: (...) DIRK: (Are you ok? Maybe we should sit down or something.) JAKE: (No i... everyone else is standing.) DIRK: (I don’t really care, and nobody else should either. Your legs look like they’re about to give out.) JAKE: (Im really fine and can we please not talk about my legs.)

... dammit jake

DIRK: (Shit, sorry. Sure thing.) JAKE: (But. Maybe sitting isnt such a terrible idea.)

It isnt. its the best idea. sit down and TALK.

There you go, much better. Now dont fall.

DIRK: (Feeling any better?) JAKE: (A smidgen...) JAKE: (Are people looking at us?) DIRK: (Not sure. Probably not. But even so, you aren’t the only one who could use a breather. I’m sure they understand.) JAKE: (Ok...) DIRK: (So.) DIRK: (Sorry for putting words in your mouth. Looks like you already had plenty of your own in there.) JAKE: (...) DIRK: (I mean, like. There’s nothing wrong with that. I’m actually kind of glad you told me.) DIRK: (I’m going to be real with you here and say I’m more than a little concerned about some of what you just said.)

Yes, this is GOOD.  Dirk’s realizing that MAYBE Jake has problems of his own.

DIRK: (But I get you’re not in a position to talk about it right now. And, hell, there are probably better people to hash that shit out with than me.) DIRK: (You don’t have to say anything else. Especially not about... well, us, I guess.) DIRK: (I don’t know about a lot of the other stuff, but I’m perfectly willing to save opening up that particular can of worms for later.) DIRK: (I’m... probably not ready for that conversation either. So it’s most likely for the best.) DIRK: (Being perfectly frank, I’m also not exactly enthusiastic about this crowd. I’m not really used to having this volume of people around.) DIRK: (And I guess we’re both kind of at a loss when it comes to approaching them all. I demonstrated my lacking conversational chops earlier I think.) DIRK: (I knew it was a bad idea. But I came over here anyway.) DIRK: (Mostly because... I think I just really wanted to talk to you.) DIRK: (I guess old habits die hard.) DIRK: (Or in this case, ridiculously young ones.) JAKE: (Um...) DIRK: (Right. Getting to the point.) DIRK: (Whatever you may be thinking about yourself, I can pretty much guarantee you I don’t agree.) DIRK: (But I’m going to put that aside for now and just say that yeah, I really do still want to be friends.) DIRK: (If there’s some part of you that’s willing to give it a shot, I want you to promise me something.) JAKE: (Ok. What is it?) DIRK: (That you’ll put all that bullshit about cutting ties with everyone aside, at least for long enough to talk about this stuff properly later.)

Good, GOOD, they’re both not being idiots anymore. this is good. because holy shit that was awkward. they’re just gonna work out all their problems, and not be dumb shits over it.

DIRK: (It doesn’t even need to be with me. But just... somebody. I mean, don’t you want to talk to your grandma, dude? You’ve been pen pals for ages. And now she’s right there.) JAKE: (That, um... Yes actually. That does sound nice.) DIRK: (Good.) DIRK: (Maybe we ought to wrap this up, then.) DIRK: (Or am I wrong in thinking you still want some space?) JAKE: (So long as were all on this platform i doubt ill be getting very far with that either way.) DIRK: (True.) JAKE: (What i could really use is a NAP!) DIRK: (I feel that.) DIRK: (But it might have to wait a bit longer.) DIRK: (Think you can manage until then?) JAKE: (Probably?) DIRK: (And just to make things crystal clear...) DIRK: (Until we get our shit together enough to actually talk about, well...) DIRK: (You know what.) DIRK: (Are we cool?) JAKE: (I think so.) DIRK: (Thank fuck.)

Thank fuck indeed. I realize I didn’t say a whole lot during all this, mainly because I’m indifferent to this whole conversation. I’m not realizing anything new about them other than that they were really annoying when they tried avoiding the subjects. in a weird adorable awkward kinda way.

Yes, there we go, fucking SMILE. 

DIRK: (C’mon.) DIRK: (Let’s go claim our reward.)

GO get’em tiger.

Alright, that was the end of their interaction! It was a little boring to read over, so that kinda made it tedious. not because the act omega team wrote it bad! i just never really cared much for either of these characters. BUT that’s fine. just personal preference and shit. BUT NOW WE GET A CHARACTER INTERACTMENT IVE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO.

Here we are aN HOLY SHIT JADES EYES. I dont know what it is about them, they just look off.... HMMmm..

JADE: (hey rose?) ROSE: (Oh, hello Jade.)

8D THEY FINALLY MEET

ROSE: (I see you’ve finally woken from your nap.) JADE: (yeah!!! thank goodness!) JADE: (now i can finally give you a proper nice to see you hug!)

OH YES HUG HER NOW JADE

ROSE: (Is that so?) ROSE: (Well, It would be remiss of me to refu-)

8D....

thats the end of this update. I suppose I can ship them next time So yeah, expect a fourth update today.

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

exploring dsmp world download

1.16.5 right? hopefully?? also to preface I've forgotten most of the stuff I knew about dsmp so uh (this will not contain spoilers(?) for a very specific and disappointing reason, just under cut bc it's long)

3:08 PM Where Is It

ohh I put the folder with the world folder in it in .minecraft oop- should be fixed now

oagh it's 1.18.2 fuck

3:15 ok anyway here we go

whuh. why am I in survival- HARD MODE?? gh :/ I wanted to fly around and see everything..

sighhhh. closing minecraft a Fourth time nbtexplorer where are you

wh- ohh it had to load like 617170 things bc I clicked data instead of playerdata

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh in the WORLD'S leve.dat file ok did that. [opens minecraft for the fifth time

and I'm in survival again. okay I give up I need to work on my redstone thing anyway. or whatever.

[ask-smol-ji-blog]

Tag 11 or something

Rules: Answer the 11 questions the tagger sets, tag 11 people, and ask them 11 questions

1. Which is worse for you, being called a furry for the rest of your life or living with furry parents for the rest of your life?

lIVING WITH FURRY PARENTS NU UH LMAO NO THANKS (depending like how furry. if it those who draw furry shit sure idc but if you mean FULL FUR SUIT EVERYDAY AND FUCKING BORK BORK WOOF NO THANKIES LMAO) 

2. Describe a person that you’d gladly set on fire, and why? :^)) so tbh . . . surprise i wouldn’t actually set anyone on fire??? but i can tell ya mmmmmmh damn the person nearest atm is like this childish person not willing to talk about other stuff than themselves and over react to literally everything. fucking getting hella mad over stuff you can??? you know??? ignore?????? jfc shut up i want peace and quiet?? unless we shit talking someone i hate then hell to the yeah let fucking shout lmao (or a fandom anYWAY) yeah this person could burn.. . . 

3. What’s the first song that pops into mind when someone mentions your OTP? Deep throat by cupcake. . . .  or hOW COUD THIS HAPPEN TO MEEE I MADE MY MISTAKE GOT NO WHERE TO RUN AAAAAAAAAAAAA

4. Pick two of your ships and make them fight, who’d win and who’d lose and why? . .  ..  . fuck??? idk?? maybe like Lance and Keith vs Hinata and Kags? fucking Klance would k´win since they have fucked up weapons and shit?? voltron you know?? lmao

5. How do you deal with crushes? . . . . idek myself man. i sit in a corner and try to suffocate the feeling or should i say CRUSH the feeling ;^))))))))))))))) hell man i tell the person if i am drunk tho. haha bu i know they are too good 4 me lmaO

6. Give your personality a name, don’t use your own name!!! Trash master 69 69 

7. Have you ever seen someone so hot your mind just explodes? If so, what did that person look like? oooOOOOH BOY YEAH SO THIS PERSON IT HAPPENED WITH BOTH A GIRL AND A GUY LMAO SO THE GIRL IS HELLA TALL AND SKINNY HAS THIS PIXICUT AND HELLA CUTE HAS AMAZING FASHION I THINK SHE WAS MODEL ONCE AAAAAAAH AND THE GUY IS HELLA TALL (i am a really small person s everyone is tall ssh) AND HE WAS FUCKING HOOT HOOT NOT TOO BUFF BUT SO?? SHIRO?? HELLA HOOT? DAMN PLZ STEP ON ME UNTIL MY SKULL EXPLODES AND I CAN DIE???

8. Did your parents encourage your dreams or did they just scoff it off and say it’ll never happen? Tell me how you felt so ehm haha my mother never said it directly but kinda hints?? and i always feel like crying but i always agree?? it makes em frustrated and just feel kinda full of anger and a lot of frustrated emotions tbh?

9. If you could only read one type of reading material for the rest of your life, which would it be, fanfics or actually novels fuck? me? up? ehm idk probably Novels since there is new characters and new designs. fanfics are great tho... i suuck at reading ah ;u;

10. What was your favorite childhood picture book? haha ehm either the `de tre bukkene bruser` (danish) or `Tøj til de syv små mus` (danish again lol) 

11. If you wanted to rename your username and didn’t have to worry whether it’s taken or not, what would that username be

?????????? nothing tbh lol i like my user name tho maybe if i had to choose “ask-smol-GH” since like Ji isn’t what is used by anyone lmoa.

Tagged by: @luddycris (i have been blessed thx)

and shit ehm idk who to tag or questions. . . . maybe will make the tagging and questions later lol

[hoetron]

Tagged by my best bro @fluffytheasianpanda :,)) finger guns rachacha lets get banging shall we?

✍ TATTOOS…  if you count water base tattoos then yes those were nice

😷 SURGERIES…   ...does this experience count as a surgery? once when i was 5/6 there was this torn out patch of skin on the underside of my foot, like the skin was literally hanging off from my foot and i had to be sent to the hospital to get it sewn up. not a fun experience but walking around in crutches was p fun if not for the fact i was too short

🏥 BROKEN BONES…  nope and honestly dont want to experience

🔫 SHOT A GUN…  nerf guns

😕 QUIT A JOB…  god what id give to quit seocial anxiety

✈️ FLOWN ON A PLANE… ive actually been overseas quite a few times! went to most of the countries in southeast asia, japan when i was young a few times, and now im living in australia so i fly back to singapore(myhomecountry) in holidays and interstate travelling too lmao

🚙💨 DRIVEN 100MPH…  me, a 13 yeard old, holding up a license saying im 16

🚁 RODE IN A HELICOPTER…  nopE it looks and sounds like itd be a fun ride but id  be too scared rip

⛑ GONE ZIP LINING.. like flying fox? then YES ITS SO FUN

🍼 WATCHED SOMEONE GIVE BIRTH…  nahh

🏈 BEEN TO AN NFL GAME…  ajdkahksdj nope into football

🍁 BEEN TO CANADA…  gOD I WISH BUT Itd probably be too cold for me (jenny if i ever do visit please prepare a thousands of coats for me there)

🚑 RIDDEN IN AN AMBULANCE…  uuu cant remember if in the foot incident i mentioned earlier i was taken to the hospital via the teachers car or the ambulance

🏦 VISITED WASHINGTON D.C…  i havent been to america before...

🌞 VISITED FLORIDA…  never been to america before

🗻 VISITED COLORADO…  ^^^^^^^^^^^

🎉 VISITED MEXICO …  i literally never went out of the australasia and east and southeast asia zone

🎲 VISITED VEGAS…  si ghs nope

🍔 EATEN ALONE AT A RESTAURANT…  nAH I LITERALLY HERMIT AT HOME UNLESS GOING OUT WITH FRIENDS/FAMILY

🎤 SANG KARAOKE…  experienced my first karaoke last year when reuniting with my old school friends it was lit as hell

🐶 HAD A PET(S)…  had a hamster when i was a wee babe so cant remember much of it, apparently it died. Had two rabbits called cotton and floppy and uh. according to my brother i kinda squashed one of them under the couch. HEY I WAS LIKE 6/7 OKAY I MAKE MISTAKES and anyways they both died and now i have a cat :,))) whos still living btw btw

🎿 BEEN DOWNHILL SKIING…  what the fuck is snow

🎼 ABILITY TO READ MUSIC…  for like one year and then i stopped

🚵 RODE A MOTORCYCLE…  no pe

🏇 RODE A HORSE…  during camp last year!! my horse was a stubborn horse called elmo who didnt want to listen to my directions :,)

🏥 STAYED IN A HOSPITAL…  nahh

💉DONATED BLOOD…  probably too young rip

🏕 SLEPT OUTSIDE…  used to do this all the time on the balcony of my old house. mosquitoes arent a fun thing to experience

🚗 DRIVEN A STICK SHIFT…  ??? whats that

🚓 RODE IN A POLICE CAR…  im inNOCENT NO

😇 GRANDKIDS…  lance keith hunk shiro pidge allura coran, you were named after the seven most bravest people i know

🚤 DRIVEN A BOAT…  didnt drive one exactly but rode in one

🐌 EATEN ESCARGOT…  dont touch me with that shit

👽 SEEN A UFO…  there was a ufo in E.T

🚢 BEEN ON A CRUISE…  ;;;no;;

⛽️ RUN OUT OF GAS…  me, a 13 year old, holding up my ‘i am 16 and therefore can drive’ license up higher

🍣 EATEN SUSHI…  unagi sushi are the best okay

👻 SEEN A GHOST…  i am boo hoo the fool

[hyacinthony]

dude how

Tagged by: @pengwenno lol how do you keep tagging I pretty much never do these

1. Are you named after someone?

lol so my dad was a daycamp teacher for a lil when he was in seminary and apparently I was named after a girl in his thing. he liked the name (it was a Christian daycamp, a girl was named eve, wow. such creativity)((also when I asked my dad, I was surprised, and I so I said “you were a ga-daycamp teacher?”))

2. When’s the last time you cried?

that was probably when I had a breakdown a few weeks ago. It was a really awful week for me, plus that interview was like the next weekend, so I just kind of snapped.

3. Do you like your handwriting?

yes. i love it. my f’s are all fancy and my y’s don’t loop so they just look like a u with a long tail

4. What’s your favorite lunch meat?

turkey. it’s funny because I hate actual turkey, but I love the lunch meat turkey

5. Do you have kids?

lol no. I’m probably not ever going to, either. i don’t like how high-matinence dogs are, I could never handle a kid. my brother is good with them tho

6. If you were another person, would you be friends with yourself?

honestly? absolutely. I’d be able to bounce shitty insults off of me

7. Do you use sarcasm?

oh, boy, i wonder

8. Do you still have your tonsils?

this is a very sorey subject with me. there is actually a 99.9999% chance that I’m going to be getting them out this summer even though i fucking h ate surgery

9. Would you bungee jump?

h ell no. abso-fucking-loutely n ot. I’d like to stay alive, thank you very much

10. What’s your favorite kind of cereal?

honey nut. bc I’m your honey~ (nah, it just doesn’t taste like shit like others. plus i practically grew up on it)

11. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?

nah

12. Do you think that you're a strong person?

somewhat? but I think it’s just because (surprise!) I’m actually a pretty optimistic person, or I try to be anyways. that and i have to be strong for all of my friends (i take care of them, honestly)

13. What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?

idk. I want to try more tbh so idk

14. What’s the first thing you notice about people?

honestly? idk. probably how they look? and that sounds, like, really awful, but i was raised that way (It’s the american south. It’s not great. It’s full of close-minded, shitty people who judge on looks. I was raised to love everyone, and yet no one here does, and.. yeah)

15. Red or pink?

gh tf idk

16. What’s the least favorite physical thing you like about yourself?

I’m assuming what I don’t like about my looks? honestly, I don’t have much problem with this (that sounds like bragging) unless I’m compared with others, but probably my arms and legs? I have a mild case of keratosis pilaris, and while I don’t really get bothered about it by my peers, (scary brother, plus i am nice to everyone) it’s shitty having tiny red bumps on your arms and thighs

17. What color pants and shoes are you wearing right now?

I took my shoes off already, and I’m wearing black pants

18. What’s the last thing you ate?

uh. uh. uh. when was the last time i ate? I think it was a valentine wafer?

19. What are you listening to right now?

h eh. Andrew Allen - Sooner

20. If you were a crayon, what color would you be?

i asked my friend and she said a dark magenta. she did not give me an explanation except for that she immediately thought of a dark pink color, so..

21. Favorite smell?

my house after coming back from a long trip (reminds me of when my dad, brother and i first moved it when it was raining)

22. Who’s the last person you spoke to on the phone?

mm, the friend I asked about being a crayon. she is also the one that taped a fucking ding dong on my locker for valentines day and gave me a giant ass cupcake plush

23. Favorite game?

dude. the last time i played a fucking video game was with my brother and it was NBA2k. I’m not really a gamer.

24. Hair color?

brown. thats literally it. it’s just brown, with light brown and blonde undertones or whatever the fuck people say to make themselves sound prettier

25. Eye color?

they’re literally just blue. that’s it. I’m not about to go on some spiel about how my eyes change color or whatever

26. Do you wear contacts?

nah. I wear glasses

27. Favorite food to eat?

macaroni and tomato soup~~~~~~~~~~

28. Scary movies or comedy?

comedy

29. Last movie you watched?

Hidden Figures

30. What shirt are you wearing?

well, it’s grey, and it’s a Hollister shirt. (yay for being extra)

31. Summer or winter?

whenever it’s one, I wish for the other, so idk

32. Hugs or kisses?

I’d say hugs, but my hugs are like really long things where I wrap my arms around you and bury my face in your chest or whatever and stand there for like 30 minutes, so..

33. What book are you currently reading?

eh, I have the Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them original screenplay, but I’m not really reading it. school has kept me too busy

34. Who do you miss right now?

I’m not sure if it would be qualified as missing, but I want to try and talk to this old friend of mine that I had like.. 4 or 5 years ago before I moved schools

35. What’s on your mouse pad?

lol i don’t have one

36. What’s the last TV show you watched?

I just finished the first season of The Magicians about an hour or two ago. (I love Eliot)

37. What’s the best sound?

raaaain. or sometimes if you’re really desperate, when you tune with the whole band and it’s actually in tune

38. YouTube mashups or ambient noise?

i have no fucking idea what you’re talking about, so ambient noise??

39. What’s the farthest you have traveled?

I’m sad. I have family that lives in California, so from the east coast to the west.

40. Do you have a special talent?

I mean, everyone always tells me how great of a writer I am, so I guess that could be it

41. Where were you born?

Burbank, California (but we moved lol)

42. People you’d like to participate in this survey?

literally anyone. It was actually pretty fun.

[the-chessboard-is-personal]

more I just realized I put timestamps occasionally .oops

0 73 -433 church prime... why is that familiar..

ooh this looks cool. no idea who built it but yeah. lotta mushrooms but the build is cool

274 -342 I keep thinking about that wall from last rb. it makes me feel uneasy but this building is a cool distraction tbh. I like being here. takes the fear(?) away for some reason also does that say POG on the floor

247 -245 I think. this is dream's house? from like early on I think??

260 -177 pft. BitchBoyHalo. also GAY CASTLE WOAHH wait there's redstone stuff,,,

468 -243 nether tower. MLG practice tower maybe? hey what's that mycelium areWOAH

HOLY SHIT.

okay I NEED to know who built this. holy fuck. also there's another hole to deepslate nearby why are there so many holes that go specifically to deepslate-

475 147 kbity

.

..gh I want to find out I think ther eHAS to be some,thing behind that obby

hrgh. no

okay I have somehow found my way back to spawn

flying around until I find something I haven't seen before and what the duck

.

.why did I feel the need to screenshot that chest anyway have tommyinn it book

also found a book that says

"239 405 kinoko. - be safe"

so I'll check out those coords soon ig. but like. what's back there what's behind that

276 -514 yeah I'd say that's under construction. under destruction maybe

194 -672 I have found.. barrierce

336 -553 CHESS

okay near the chess I found some named items in a chest including netherite sword called Ranord netherite axe called Axe of Gender netherite shovel called Darth Spader trident called Warden's Trident

oh. OH IT'S THIS

l'manberg pit at 443 -627 hey wasn't this area blown up for like a very extended amount of time? how is the deepslate intact?

I do love that it's overgrown though. how did the plants get up there lmao-

317 -418 is this a museum?

317 -790 the statues,,

I gotta go back to that spider spawner. I haven't stopped thinking about it this whole time I need to know what's th

holy shit this one tunnel goes exactly 906 blocks. ladder at 394 11 -891, it goes negative z

oh- oh I was wondering where that was (44 910 btw)

145 59 -785 is this Ranboo's panic room?

-4 -604 oh lore?

okay taking the bridge next to the prison I WHOAH OKAY BIG HOUSE

ah. that's Snowchester

well after some flying around and thinking I should go back to the spider spawner I found spawn again. what does the nether look like

yeah looks kinda typical aside from the hub. going through the farthest out portal I can find (-284 -250 nether side) leads to.....ocean

oh what if I go to those coords from that one book?

239 405! ohh oop I found a trident statue at -286 -1626

oh

and. within render of it. uh

this looks..trippy. it's only above the water- who built this??

248 -1986 HTAT'S a lot of books hm okay, so if I'm understanding this correctly, all I have to do is

O*Jf~y+AOY!xDl.x.RP#pfQHAYqNKlmjR#jPNn**gujV@lwf?g-IqxnkPFwfTUpb

nice! I am now Locker 1

hm okay, so if I'm understanding this correctly, all I have to do i- [does not the joke again

okay anyway back to my journey back to the spi I rnean to the coords in the book

616 -2064 morally!

wh- BEDROCK?? and what could DAiSTA rnean?

oh I found the L'Manberg pit again. hold on I have a quick stop to make

hhhhhhh I'm feeling a bit

again..

yyYYEP I'M FEELING VERY

RIGH T NOW

mmmoh but like. what if I take just a peek and then put the obsidian back. what about then

sdghfkmb d hks hbds .,,.,I wanted this..right.? I wanted to see.. hkldfhsbjfakslj ahfkhga BAH

hsoahdif GSODAHF OHJ hokay so that's how it looks ↑↑ but THIS is how it feels ↓↓

yes I did put the obsidian back. I don't want to go down there

ANYWAY BACK T O THE COORDS

oh- a cool looking mushroom town-

!!!

yooo that's cool (<- not exactly thinking about what the symbol traditionally represents)

YO THE DRAGON?? HOLY SHIT I wonder what's past the wall

wha- where am I I went through the portal and back and now I'm-

?? I'm at 317 505??? where's the exit what is this

reading books when

FUNDY KNOWS CHESS??? WOAGH I do wonder what's behind that wall thoug

yeah I've decided. out of what I've found so far, Kinoko is definitely my favorite city/town/nation what's behind the

have I gone negative on both axis yet? should I go further positive on both. should I go back to the hallway

okay there's nothing further +/+ except lighting glitches. let's try -/- can't find anything interesting past las nevadas tbh. what if there's something interesting dow

holy shit I just realized the SHEER AMOUNT OF TORCHES in the las nevadas/walltown area I need to know

okay I'm back at spawn and wow that's all lit up too. wher e is it

stumbled my way into the POG floor building again and I found out it has a basement! the water stream doesn't seem to lead anywhere though oh shit it's like 3am. fuck.

urghhhh do I really want to go find that spider spawner again? tbh I kinda just want to sleep. and with the way that area has been making me feel I think I probably Shouldn't go down there Right Before Sleeping. I'll go tomorrow probably maybe unless someone who sees this can rb this with screenshots or a recording so that I don't have to go down there to know what's there? maybe? possibly ? ?please ?

exploring dsmp world download

1.16.5 right? hopefully?? also to preface I've forgotten most of the stuff I knew about dsmp so uh (this will not contain spoilers(?) for a very specific and disappointing reason, just under cut bc it's long)

3:08 PM Where Is It

ohh I put the folder with the world folder in it in .minecraft oop- should be fixed now

oagh it's 1.18.2 fuck

3:15 ok anyway here we go

whuh. why am I in survival- HARD MODE?? gh :/ I wanted to fly around and see everything..

sighhhh. closing minecraft a Fourth time nbtexplorer where are you

wh- ohh it had to load like 617170 things bc I clicked data instead of playerdata

uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh oh in the WORLD'S leve.dat file ok did that. [opens minecraft for the fifth time

and I'm in survival again. okay I give up I need to work on my redstone thing anyway. or whatever.