#g0d. yeah

[childoftheriver]

I’m posting this purely as an intellectual exercise.

@auroreamethyste says that Greg has denied that this photo is of him.

Yet this is the cover of an ELP bootleg, if I’m not mistaken.

Further, the boys have referenced a concert (Switzerland?) at which it was so hot that they played an encore in their underwear…

AND

Reviewers and/or concertgoers have claimed to have seen above mentioned encore…

SO

Is Greg BS-ing and if so, why? Embarrassed? Again, why? It seems like a silly prank that a bunch of young guys would play. I can see Keith and Carl being ALL in on it.

BUT

More importantly…

[moon-ttokki-x]

hellooo, can i request a felix x fem!dating!reader where felix finds a used pregnancy test in the trash can, and freaks because it said positive and thought it was the readers? turns out its not, it was her friends, but he was super stressed and sad the he wasn’t told that ‘he was going to have a child’?(around comeback since that kinda fits in)

this was so cute :( writing sad felix almost broke my heart fr but we pushed through . . . here you goooo~

floral tea - lee felix x reader

pairing: lee felix reader

summary: when felix finds a positive pregnancy test in the bathroom bin, a few misunderstandings follow...

genre: sad confused felix, non-idol!au, mentions of pregnancy, pregnancy tests, piss (i promise it's one word lol i'm not sus like that), mentions of injury, blood, lots of tears from felix aww :(

a/n: divider by @g0ds-f4v-svp3rn0v4

skz masterlist

"Y/n, hey!"

You let out an excited squeal as you open the door, embracing Jiseo. It's been so long since you saw her; the last time you did, she was busy travelling for her career.

Her familiar warmth surrounds you like a fluffy blanket as you hug, and her sweet perfume lingers lightly in the summer air. No greater is the joy of meeting an old friend, and that too, completely on an unexpected whim.

"Come in," you say almost shakily from joy, cheeks flushed from the surprise.

She laughs and steps in. You switch on the kettle and sit down to talk with her as steam fills the kitchen. You sit and talk for what feels like hours, reminiscing and gossiping about almost everything. It's so good to see her again, and as a surprise, too...

You're just about to gratefully verbalize this to her when she places a hand over yours, leaning in a little.

"By the way, um, I kinda have something to tell you," she says, a little nervously, but still smiling.

You grin. "What is it?"

Jiseo laughs, though there's a hint of uncertainty behind it. "I, um- Y/n, I think I might be pregnant."

You spit out a mouthful of tea, spluttering ungracefully and splashing the table in floral essence. "What?!"

She nods, unfazed by your rather disgusting reaction. "Yeah, it- kinda just happened, you know?"

You lean forward, almost knocking over your mug, eyes so wide you're sure you look like an owl. "Do you know for sure?"

She shakes her head a little bashfully. "I don't really know... I just came here to you, because if I was going to find out, I wanted you to be with me... s-something like that anyway..."

You can't help the warm bubble that sits in your chest; Jiseo has always been so direct yet so shy at the same time. Her sentiment makes your cheeks tinge with colour as you squeeze her hand. She's probably terrified, poor thing.

"I have pregnancy tests upstairs, if you want to use one," you say, smiling gently. Her hands are clammy.

She exhales shakily. "W-would that be okay? Like, not an invasion of privacy, or-"

"Jiseo," you interrupt, chuckling. "It's okay. I promise, whether it's positive or not, I'll always be here for you. Now, go piss on that stick."

She laughs and gets up.

.

You carefully brew another cup of tea as a smile ghosts the corners of your mouth. Inhaling the scent of your second cup of goodness, you sit down in your previous spot and let your fingers skate over the smooth wooden table.

You can't believe Jiseo is pregnant. You couldn't be happier for her.

She left around an hour ago, after around two hours of excited screaming, cheering, and tears from the both of you. She had been terrified, but you spent so long reassuring her, and she'd gone home after disposing of the pregnancy test, in order to catch her breath before her lover came home. You wonder how they would react; they're a good person, and you hope that Jiseo feels supported and cared for throughout the whole process. You have no doubt that her and her partner are probably jumping for joy in the comfort of their own little home right now, and it makes you smile further.

You can faintly hear Felix coming through the front door now; there's the familiar, faint thuds as he kicks off his shoes and puts them to the side.

He comes into the kitchen, sunlight spilling across his frame, and you tilt your head to kiss him as he leans down to you in your chair.

"Hey, sunshine," he murmurs, stroking your hair.

"Hi. How was your day, hmm?"

He sighs and tugs off his tie. "Yeah, busy. Not too bad, though. I'm gonna get changed and then we can make dinner together?"

You nod and smile.

There's a brief moment of silence as Felix shuffles upstairs, his footsteps receding as he shuts the bathroom door. You sit and stare placidly out the window, absentmindedly sipping the cooling tea and absorbing the fading warmth of the mug.

All is quiet.

That is, until a blonde-haired tornado falls down the stairs and stumbles over to you, shirt askew and hair ruffled. You jump with a start and turn to him, about to ask what the matter is, but you're caught up short when you notice the tears pooling in his eyes.

"Love," he gasps, a borderline sob almost escaping. "What is this?"

He holds up a short, white stick and you squint, realising what it is.

Jiseo's pregnancy test.

She must have thrown it away afterwards in the bathroom bin.

You get up, holding out your hands, trying to calm Felix down and explain. "Sunshine, I-"

"No," he gasps. "No, you knew and you didn't tell me? You just threw the fucking test away- love, are you serious? Why would you do this? You didn't even think to call me when you found out you were gonna have a child? Our child?"

"Felix-"

The tears actually spill out of his eyes then, and a guilty look sets itself uncomfortably across his face. "But I swear, we were so careful- How could this happen, I didn't even know because you didn't even think to tell me you were going to eventually fucking give birth-"

"Felix!" You cry. "It's not mine, okay? Calm down."

He stops short, stuttering, tears still streaming down his cheeks in shock and distress. "What?"

You almost laugh, but then remember it might upset him further. He's still confused, after all, and he splutters further.

"W-what do you mean, it's not yours? Do you realise how bad that sounds? Wait, do you mean that the child isn't yours, or the test-"

"For goodness' sake, Felix, the test isn't mine," you say, exasperated as you tug him into a chair with some difficulty. His shirt slips off his collarbone, revealing the freckled, sun-kissed skin underneath. "One of my old friends showed up earlier and she took the test, because she had a hunch she might be pregnant. She must have thrown it away before leaving.."

He's silent for a moment, processing, and then he bursts into tears, upon which you just stare at him, utterly confused. Taking him into a hug, you let him rest his head against your stomach.

It's almost like he just got the news that he's pregnant, you think wryly. This is exactly how Jiseo reacted.

"Lix, honey," you say, a little softer. "It's okay."

"No, it's not," his muffled voice comes from your stomach. You can faintly feel tears soaking the fabric of your top. "I was so stressed, I thought we were gonna have a child, and around comeback season too, I was so scared trying to figure out how we were gonna manage it all-"

You shush and coo at him gently, stroking his ruffled hair, askew in all directions. "I'm sorry I scared you."

He shakes his head, his voice sounding faraway from where he's plowed his face into your middle. "I was worried for you too..."

You fight the warm feeling rising in your chest at his sincerity. He's never afraid to tell you how he feels, your Felix. You do feel bad for not realising Jiseo threw her test away and resultingly scaring the shit out of your lover, but you're glad that he cares enough to be upset about it.

Even if he was wrong.

You let your gaze wander down to where his hair is mussed against your shirt, and you can't help but notice the way his arms are wrapped so tightly around your waist, like he's afraid you'll float away if he lets go. You notice a small gash on his arm, the crimson startling against his pale, freckled skin.

You hum as he lifts his face, tear-streaked and swollen. "What'd you do to your arm?"

He sniffs. "I hit it on the doorway when I came down the stairs... I didn't even feel it."

You sigh, stroking the tiny, soft hairs at the back of his neck. "What am I gonna do with you, hmm?"

"Love me."

You chuckle. "Let's get you patched up."

a/n: listening to zero o'clock by bts while writing this and why does it fit so well . . . ttokki is sad now

[grieferkisser]

╰ㅤ₊ㅤ๋࣭ㅤreader x gr13f3r　 pillow fight　᠀

ꔛ word count: 425⠀╱⠀established relationship 。

(¬_¬")⠀⠀⠀note ⠀╱⠀tw descriptions of blood + uh make out ig forgot to add that,,little thing i did lol,had no ideas so yeah i like pillow fights and making griefer make out w reader erm bye

You two wre fighting.Blood dripping down your chin and his nose staining the sheets—at least, that’s how I’d describe it if you were actually fighting. But in reality, all that was happening was you and your ridiculous boyfriend, Griefer, were in bed having a harmless pillow fight. You were perched on top of him, swinging a pillow at his head while he squirmed underneath, trying to shield himself with another pillow.

How did this even start? You teased him, just a little, which led to him attempting to pin you down in bed. But that plan clearly backfired, since now he was the one trapped beneath you, begging for mercy under the weight of your relentless pillow assault. It was almost laughable—big, tough Griefer, reduced to a helpless wreck. Who would’ve thought you had the power to bring him down so easily?

"0H MY G0D, ST0P! PL34S3! 1’M B3GG1NG!"

He half-yelled between chuckles, catching his breath as you paused your attack. But just as he let out a relieved sigh, you playfully smacked him again, giggling as you did. He groaned and, in one swift move, grabbed the pillow from your hands, hurling it across the room. You’d forgotten just how strong he actually was—turns out, you’d just turned him into a bit of a softie. He pulled you closer by the waist, his laughter still bubbling up between breaths.

His hand found its way to your cheek, gently caressing it as he blushed and leaned in for a soft kiss. His lips lingered on yours for a moment before he pulled away, only to flip you onto your back, pinning you beneath him with a teasing glint in his eyes.

"N0T S0 T0UGH N0W, HUH?"

He smirked, still blushing faintly, his lips crashing against yours once more. He held himself up on his knees, hands planted on either side of your head, keeping his weight off you. Then, with a mischievous bite to your lip, he deepened the kiss, his tongue slipping into your mouth as one hand slid down to your waist, keeping just enough distance between your bodies to maintain control.

When he finally pulled away, he was flushed and breathing hard, his blush now unmistakable. You were out of breath too, but you managed to guide him down onto your chest, letting his head rest there as he shifted to get comfortable, careful not to crush you.

Maybe you should start another pillow fight. If it leads to kisses like that, it’s definitely worth the rematch.

[cookiesandthedead]

One of my favorite things about One Piece is nothing about the main character's abilities are that unique in their world.

Conqueror's Haki? The only haki you need to be born with a disposition for? Yeah Luffy has is, so does Zoro and at least fifteen other characters.

A devil fruit that gives you the abilities of a g0d? Yup we've already seen that twice, in fact one of them is in this fight when Luffy's is revealed.

Awakened devil fruit abilities? That is like almost everyone we run into post-Paradise.

Rubber man abilities are basically the same as mochi.

So a second Nika, that is fine and actually awesome.

Luffy's abilities are not unique, Luffy himself is unique.

[gh0stsp1d3r]

Maybanks sister

Series masterlist , previous chapter

Taglist- @cassie0sstuff @rafesgiirl @fals3-g0d @tiaamberxx @callsignwidow

Part 2, Chapter 2- a not so fun sleepover

Summary: it is just your luck at this point. You and Kiara get caught by some weird people in the Barbados after finally getting off ‘poguelandia.’ You’re trapped with your psycho ex. Again. For a second time.

After what felt like a year, finally, someone had come to rescue you guys.

Now, you guys had been saved. You were thankful for whoever this dude was for picking you guys up, thankful to get off this damn island already.

“I got a little guide out in Saint Vincent. I was spotting fish.” He told you guys as you sat down in his plane.

“What were you spotting?” You asked the man, curious.

��You know, the usual. Wahoo.”

You quirked an eyebrow, JJ also seemed confused as he turned to you.

“Wahoo? In September?” You whispered to JJ. He had the same confused look.

“That doesn’t make sense.” He whispered back.

“I’d hang on to something. Gets a little spicy on takeoff.”

“Wahoo doesn’t run in September. Like ever.” You told them all quietly. “Kinda wish it did, cause then we’d have been eating it…” you trailed off. “It tastes so good.”

“Yeah. So whoever this dude is, he’s not a fisherman.” JJ spoke.

“Maybe the run just starts earlier out here.” Pope shrugged.

You tilted your head to the side. “In the carribean? Unlikely. They usually-“

“No, I know what this is. He’s working for my dad. And he’s probably been looking for us the entire time.” Sarah cut you off, everyone turning to her now.

“All right, we gotta find out.” JJ said. “Just gotta look for clues…”

You tapped on JJs shoulder, and pointed to a bag on the back of his seat.

“Hey, Jimmy.” John B spoke, distracting the man while JJ slowly reached for the bag, taking it and rummaging through everything. He opened a book and found a picture, a picture of the coastal venture.

He handed it to Sarah.

“So he was looking for us?” Cleo said.

“Exactly.”

“He’s working for my dad.”

“I say we all jump off.” You pointed down. The plane shook suddenly, you all grabbing on.

“Hey, yall better hold something we got some unexpected turbulence up here.”

“Guys, whatever it is, it’s happening fast. Look.”

Everyone looked out the window, seeing some land.

“That looks like Barbados. I’ve been there with Terrence.”

“Okay.. there’s 7 of us, one of him. You know my vote, we storm the cockpit.” Jj told everyone.

“Idiot. None of us know how to fly a damn plane.” You hit him in the arm.

“I’ve seen pope fly simulators.”

“Yeah, and I’ve flown the fucking Death Star on Lego Star Wars, doesn’t mean I can fly.” You shrugged.

“Well do you have an idea?” He turned to you.

“Something safe..?”

“Why don’t we just wait until the plane lands somewhere safe, and then we sneak out. And if someone comes to mess with us, we mad dog them.” Pope spoke.

“Yeah. I like that way better.” You nodded.

“I like the mad-dogging part.” Jj tilted his head.

“Just put that back. Put it back. Be cool.” Kiara told JJ, John B distracting him again so JJ could put the stuff back into the bag.

“I’ve been going since I was 18-“ he spoke, and heard a sudden noise. JJ had been caught.

“Hey man! What the hell are you doing?” He turned to JJ, slapping him away. “That’s mine! That’s my book, give it back!”

“Fly the plane! Please fly the plane. Please fly the plane.” Sarah said, the plane shaking. You were knocked straight into Cleo who helped you sit back up quickly.

The plane crashed into the water as he struggled to get it up. Everyone screaming as they fell into the back, you all piling on top of each other. The plane filled with water.

“Is everybody good?” You asked them, everyone coughing.

“Jj, wake up, man we gotta get out.” you helped him get up. John B shoved open the door, multiple people coming over.

“Oh no. They don’t look friendly.”

“No, they look very unfriendly!”

“We gotta go, come on.”

They all got out.

“Kie, go!” You told her.

“I’m coming. Go!”

“I’m not leaving until you do.”

“Guys, get out before it sinks!” JJ told you both. Kiara looked at you and back behind you, at the man sinking.

You groaned when she began to swim over, you following.

“Come on, you gotta hurry!”

They all shouted out you both. You helped Kiara get through the plane and unbuckled the man, helping her carry him through the window.

The others were all swimming now.

“Come on guys, hurry up! Hurry up!”

“We got you.” Kiara panted to him, the man unconscious as you both carried him to shore.

“Wait, where are they?” Jj asked, turning around.

“You guys, where the fuck are they?”

“They went the other way.”

You both brought him up to shore, Kiara coughing as you brought her close to you.

“Thank you.” The man told you both, awake now.

“You lied to us. Who are you?” Kiara asked, an Atv interrupting him.

“Oh God. You should get out of here.”

You stood up, helping Kiara up and both of you running away from the men.

“Oh my God. Oh my God.” JJ mumbled, watching.

You both looked around, a car pulling up. You both hid by a boat, before getting caught.

“They’re over here!”

You punched a man square in the face who tried to grab Kiara, sweeping his leg and making him fall before another caught your arm. And another grabbing Kiara as you thrashed and screamed.

“Get off!” You shouted, they both dragged you guys into their trucks as you struggled.

“What… what are we gonna do?” JJ asked, teary eyes. “We’re going after them, right?”

“What… what can we do?” John B spoke.

“Where are they talking them?”

“They’re all right there, they’re looking this way we gotta go.” Cleo said and began to swam. The other followed but Jj stayed behind for a moment.

“JJ come on. We can’t save them if we get caught.”

“We lost the others. We’ll keep searching.” You heard a voice over the man’s radio.

Kiara stayed in the bed of the truck, you looked around for a moment before jumping out and before you could even tell her to get out, you were being shouted at.

You ran away, as far as you could. But that wasn’t very far before they caught you again, one of them punching you and knocking you down, your cheek falling right back onto the sand.

“Jesus, dude! I’m gonna have a black fucking eye!” You shouted, groaning as they threw you back into the truck.

“Worth a shot, I guess.” You shrugged when Kiara looked at you in shock.

The pilot came up to the truck.

“We saved your life.” Kiara whispered to him.

“I know. I know. I’m sorry. I’m gonna try to help you, okay? I swear, I didn’t know it was gonna be like this. Look, if you don’t fight, if you just do what they say, these guys probably… they probably won’t hurt you.”

“Probably?” You recoiled, making a face at him.

“What did Ward promise you?” Kiara asked.

“Who? Hey, just take my advice, do what they say. Good luck.”

The man got back in the truck.

“All right, let’s go.”

- - - - ᨳ꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ഒ - - - -

“Jesus, this dude is loaded.” You whispered to yourself when the truck drove up to the house. Kiara and you looked at each other worriedly as you were being walked in.

The house was huge, full of antiques and relics.

“Take them upstairs. The Orinoco room.” One women said, and you both were grabbed by the arm and dragged upstairs.

You shoved the dudes arm off you when you entered the room.

“Inside.”

“Why are we here? Who are you working for?”

“Dinner at eight. I’d clean up.”

“Just tell us what they want!-“ Kiara shouted, but the man shut the door in her face and the door locked.

“Great. This is fun. A little sleepover.”

Kiara looked out the window, and you looked at the dresses hanging up.

“At least they’ve got taste…?” You mumbled, flicking through the dresses. Two red dresses for each size.

“Pick your size.” The note read. You shrugged to yourself, grabbing one.

“Least it gets me out of these clothes.”

Later, the both of you were escorted downstairs.

“You know, this dress looks actually pretty good on me. Think they’ll let me keep it?” You asked Kiara when you walked downstairs, looking at yourself in a mirror.

“Why out of everyone to be stuck with did it have to be you?” She murmured.

“I’m offended. I think it’s a lot better than being struck with JJ. I’m just trying to lighten the mood.”

As you walked down and were directed into a room.

“Uh, excuse me?” Kiara said to a man, with a shaved head.

The man turned around, his eyes meeting yours first, his face falling.

“No, I knew you and Ward were behind this shit.” Kiara spoke, your mouth agape as you stared at him as in shock.

“What are you talking about? You guys trying to weasel in on my deal? Is that what’s going on?” He walked towards Kiara.

“No fucking way!” You shouted, turning on your heels, holding your hands up and beginning to walk out before a guard manhandled you inside, throwing you onto the floor. “Goddamnit!” You huffed.

“Is there like any other room I can be in? Specifically without him?” You asked the guard, before he slammed the door in your face.

“Seriously?” Rafe started. “You’re so fucking imm-“

“Yes, seriously! Last time I saw you was months ago, and you held a gun to my head and a knife to my throat! How am I immature?” You pointed at him, standing up and getting closer to him, shouting in his face now.

“I wondered if your little reunion would cause sparks, you know.” A man said. All of you turning to him now. He chuckled and turned.

“Who are you?” Rafe asked the man.

“Me? My name is Carlos Singh. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Cameron. And Ms. Carrera and l/n, I do apologize for the rough tactics of bringing you here.”

He turned his gaze to you.

“And I heard you’re a fighter. And a runner. Roughed up a few of my guys.” He chuckled. “All is forgiven. Please, come.” He motioned to the other room.

Kiara looked back at you.

“Sit down.”

Rafe looked at Kiara and at you, you sneered at him and walked behind Kiara, your arms crossed as you sat down on a chair.

“Rough tactics. What about me?” Rafe asked the man.

“Yes, Mr. Cameron. False pretenses. But, the ends justify the means, I’m afraid. Sit. Please.”

Rafe sat on a chair next to you, while you scooted over as far as you possibly could. He exhaled as he looked at you and back at the man.

“We have a lot to talk about.”

“Yeah, fucking right we do.” You scoffed, leaning back in the chair.

- - - - ᨳ꒰ ୨୧ ꒱ഒ - - - -

“Hey. Hey!” He shouted, hanging on the closed door and messing with the doorknob.

“Oh my God, yeah I’m gonna lock myself in the bathroom, do not disturb me.” You murmured as the man shut the door, Kiara grabbing your wrist and stopping you.

“If I have to deal with him, so do you.”

You groaned. “It’s locked, you dumbass.” You told him when he tried to continue to get it open. Kiara and you walked towards the window, he followed.

“Get off me, man!” Portis shouted.

“Who the hell is that guy?” Rafe asked, watching the man be dragged.

“We know him. It’s Jimmy Portis. He was trying to help us.” Kiara whispered. Singh looked at the window, pulling out a gun.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” Rafe spoke, the man dissapearing in the back. All you could hear was the gun firing.

Rafe swallowed, Kiara panted, your mouth hung open in shock.

“This diary. Hey, no bullshit.” He turned to you, “don’t bullshit me. Do you guys have it?”

“I don’t know anything about a damn diary!” You told him. “You sure you don’t?”

“I think I would know if I fucking-“ he started.

“Kie?” You turned to her, voice hopeful. She shook her head.

“No.”

“Well, it’s official. We’re all dying together.” You said with a groan, running a hand over your face.

“Nobodies dying.” Rafe said, glancing at you.

“Yeah? What’s your bright idea then, buzz?” You asked, your arms crossed.

Ouch, went straight for the haircut.

[thewertsearch]

Cal, get the fuck out of the frame. You're obliterating the vibe.

GG: ummmmmm hey guys i hope im not interrupting!!! TA: well, yeah, y0u kind 0f were […] AA: sollux try to be polite […] AA: jade is very nice and she did nothing wrong AA: none of them did so when you wake up maybe you should try to reconcile with them [...] TA: did Y0U? AA: did i what TA: be nice t0 them 0r whatever bef0re y0u expl0ded. AA: well no […] [Robo]AA: what actually happened after i died it sounds complicated

Not significantly moreso than your life was.

Although, this is additional evidence that Aradia had no idea she was going to resurrect on Derse. Even our most knowledgeable Player is less clued-in than she thinks.

GG: i have just been enjoying these little naps more and more lately! GG: each time i go to sleep i meet more new people and learn so much GG: but i still cant get karkat to take a nap, boy talk about a guy who is anti nap! TA: ahahahah, yeah, what a d0uche! GG: seeeeeriously!

A more pissed-off Jade meets a less pissed-off Sollux, and they're meeting in the middle for some Mage/Witch solidarity.

The guy's been free of his Voices for about two minutes, and he's already bonding with the humans he used to hate. Here for it!

GG: […] i should really thank feferi again for setting it up so we could meet like this! TA: wait, ff is here? […] TA: 0h g0d, why didn't that 0ccur t0 me, where is she?? GG: ummm probably in another bubble GG: but youll find her! maybe during your next nap… TA: well shit, why can't i just g0 glub ar0und 0ut there in the ring and find her n0w? […] AA: navigating between bubbles is difficult here AA: its better to drift between them naturally as they intersect AA: not spatially but through common points in memory

I'm starting to understand the mechanics here. You start out in a bubble simulating one of your memories, but you can move to adjacent bubbles if they're simulating the same scene, regardless of who is remembering it.

So, initially, you can only visit people that you share memories with - but after that, you can visit someone they share memories with, and so on. Eventually, you can visit anyone in the Ring, provided you're linked by some chain of memories.

It's easy to imagine how Jade arrived here. She wasn't originally present for this memory, but she has spoken to Aradia before, and probably joined her bubble while it was simulating one of their Pesterchum conversations. You don't get kicked out of a bubble when it changes, so Jade was able to stay after it morphed into Alternia. If she wanted to find someone she'd never met, such as Dad Egbert, she'd have to visit John's bubble as an intermediate.

Aradia's a special case, since she can circumvent normal bubble navigation by flying out of bounds - presumably because, unlike all her companions, she's here in the flesh.

AA: to navigate the furthest ring you need to have mastered the flow of time! AA: that is why i am here AA: i am alive again so i may assist the dead in this way

It's poetic, I think, that the ex-ghost is the one managing the affairs of the dead. I guess she knows how disorienting it is to be suddenly disembodied.

[callizinc]

Something I've been thinking of is that like... a lot of ENA's actions, even if unintentionally, seem to bring.. some sort of destruction in their wake? Which might be part of why people hate her?

Like, to go through it. For the pets, she basically brought these 4 innocent beings to be eaten (to their death). For Alex, completing that quest means he gets blown up (also dead). For the witches, you destroy property as you move the entire building to get her back, and although this one they did intentionally seperate from anything ENA did, they also dissolve into a pile of blood (aka, dead). And for the shaman... well, this one's an outlier, cause they actually created Life together, not the opposite, though it did still bring destruction (destroying the shaman's whole fucking house), and also, if we're to reallyyy read into it... creating life just to walk all over it and use it as a tool is also like. Kinda fucked up (not that I blame my girl for it #ENAapologist). And also, at the end with the smoke machine, though it's literally what you had to do for your job... obliterating the smoke machine sort of of felt... kinda. Wrong? And the wording with it, too... "bear the liability of". Like.... huh

Now, I don't think ENA is at fault for Theodora dying and the door closing. Seeing as it happens in both routes regardless of what ENA does, and it happens before ENA reaches the smoke machine, so she hasn't even like. Done anything. Yet. I think she just dies in both routes due to unrelated causes and in the ascension route ENA just gets there before it happens.... but like. I wouldn't put it out of the question for her to Somehow in some tangential way, just like how she was kindaaa at fault for the rest of the destruction during the rest of the jobs, except not, being maybeee at fault (but not really)...? And like. People somehow finding that reason enough to blame her regardless in future chapters..... idk. Sorry if this has been said before, but. Just some thoughts...

Also, it is interesting to me how in the route where she Doesn't do any of the jobs, and therefore Doesn't get involved in any of the destruction and death, She is the one who suffers instead.... hmmm

Idk. Maybe I'm hashtag crazy and reading too deep into it but. There's some kind of connection here between ENA being hated, being blamed, her unintentionally being destructive, her praying to g0d, and her being denied forgiveness in all this regardless......... uh. Yeah !!!

HELLO HELLO OPENING THIS ASK IS LIKE WALKING INTO A CANDY STORE 4 ME THIS IS SO FUCKING FIRE AND YOU ARE SO FUCKING RIGHT. ADMITTEDLY I THINK THIS IS ALSO SOMETHING I HAVEN'T THOUGHT ABOUT SUPER MUCH MYSELF SO JUST WHAT SUCH FIRE OBSERVATIONS AND TAKEAWAYS THESE ARE!!!!!!! Especially when you mentioned that in the route she Doesn't accidentally cause all this chaos and destruction then SHE'S the one who suffers instead LIKEEEEEE

You are absolutely not reading too deep into it though not at all. And if anyone thinks you might be Well idgaf. You're right forever. I think it absolutely is 99% chance intentional that no matter how hard she tries to do Good and be Good in the eyes of others and no matter how hard she tries to do good at, y'know, Her Job, that she still Can't

Like, say, that all these bad and insane things will happen in the wake of her best efforts and people will still blame her for it because she's Ena, no matter how much she might try to say that she's "not doing anything at all"—AND I AGREE TOO, THAT THIS COULD TIE INTO THE WHOLE GOD THING, Just that she ends up being unintentionally destructive and turns to a nebulous God for worship and forgiveness, but she can't even have that...

I actually don't think i'm bringing anything unique or new to the table here 😭 which. Is fine honestly I just know it's probably a bit underwhelming from me LOL But please know that i think you are SO right and these are such juicy themes. The smoke machine especially, I am so intrigued to see what happens as a result of us destroying it because you're very right that doing it feels SO wrong. Like it made the whole place Auction Day it obviously was a bad move LOL

But especially with how much other NPCs talk about the smoke, or that the doors seem to like it, that one slime guy that says turning off the smoke is one of the weirdest things they've ever heard of... Plus I have seen hacked in unused dialogue seeming to be from chapter 2 Hub NPCs talking about like. "This world" possibly ceasing to exist soon. Like. ...........Anyone else. Scared

Also your #ENAapologist point is so fucking real and based like It took me so long to notice the humanboard makes like little sounds of pain when you walk on it It's kind of unsettling but also so fucking funny. #TheHumanboardIsNotAFuckingChild #ButIfItWasThenEnaShouldAlwaysStepOnBabiesAndExplodeThem

[boysssofthemonth]

Late Night Phone Call | JJ Maybank

"Is everything okay?"

"Yeah... I just wanted to hear your voice"

"It's 2am, are you struggling to sleep?"

"I haven't really tried, to be honest"

"Talk to me, JJ, what's going on?"

"I don't know how"

"Just say words, anything, I'll try my hardest to make sense of it all"

pause

"Take your time, JJ, I'm right here"

"Okay..."

pause

"I just... it's just that....Fuck how do I do this?"

pause

"I just think you're too good for me, Y/n, I don't deserve you. You deserve someone who can make you happy. Who understands you and someone who doesn't fuck up every second of the day."

"Oh, JJ. Please, don't think like this. You make me happy, okay? Before I met you I was miserable. I felt unseen. You make me feel seen again, JJ."

"But I'm a fuck up, Y/n. I'm destined for disaster, my father is the same. I have no hope of getting out of this town. Just destined to drink my life away and ruin the lives of those around me."

"Why are you saying this? Did something happen? Did your dad come home?"

silence

"JJ? Are you there? Hello?"

"I'm here"

"Listen to me. You are not a fuck up. You are not your father. Far from it actually. And everyday that I see you, you prove to me and everybody else just how much of a better man you are. You are living proof that the environment you grow up in does not always determine your future. You can change the trajectory of your life JJ, it's in your hands. Not you father's, not your upbringing. You."

"How?"

"First of all, changing your mindset. It's hard, I get it. But you need to understand that you don't fuck up people's lives. If anything, you've made mine better. I wake up in the morning feeling extremely lucky and blessing the Gods up there for bringing you in my life."

"I just want to make sure that I make you proud."

"Oh, JJ, you make me so proud. You make me the proudest girlfriend in the universe and I know I sound so corny right now. But please believe me. Anything you think I deserve, you too, also deserve that. I'm coming over, okay?"

"No, don't. My dad did come home, it's safer if you stay there."

"Do you want to come here?"

"Would that be okay, it's okay if -"

"I would love for you to be here right now, I'll keep my window open"

"Okay, I'm coming"

Taglist: @fals3-g0d

[sirensoul-min]

https://x.com/JK_CISteam/status/1921228812785738017?t=m3l8LrUuaa4cgzEPzyPidg&s=19

I went on X to check for news about Jimin, and found posts like these from unhappy JK solo stans.

I assume it's Jimin fans that they're accusing of cheating, stealing, and buying votes for the SMA. They don't say how this was accomplished, only that JK deserved it by virtue, talent, and popularity. And that they remain pure and unsullied and the other is drenched in mud. Well, words to that effect.

Obviously, it is sour grapes, but how would someone buy this number of votes, I wonder? What is the technology involved? Or are they implying someone paid lots and lots of people to vote for Jimin?

Serious question, btw. You seem to know a lot about this stuff, so I thought I'd ask you for insight.

can you believe how delusional they were?? 🤣 well what do we expect from jjks? but seriously this is how they usually accept their defeat—by accusing us of doing something illegal or being bots (so ironic because now on armytwt, rm stans are loudly joining the list of our accusers; it's a whole circus out there.) like g0d forbid their 'superstar' be beaten by jimin. they can't accept that jimin is winning and thriving bc they always thought jk as the breakout star, which he isn't.

as per SMA, we fought fair and square. one of the things that i saw that some of them were throwing around was the use of VPN, which is just stupid. there was absolutely no need for VPN because the voting was open worldwide, and afaik, the apps are available globally. we were also winning polls and making deals on twitter for SMA, which added to our votes. pjms were relentless and were always reminding to widen the gap until the last minute. funds were definitely needed (hence the fundraising) to buy boosters/points/hearts/tickets in the apps to vote, and there was nothing illegal with that. we had a lot of voters too, so what was then encouraged was to make multiple accounts to compensate for the daily voting limit per account.

so yeah, those accusations stemmed from jjks' insecurity and jealousy. aside from their dislike for jimin, they also refused to fully acknowledge their incompetence. instead they were just projecting their frustrations to us, accusing us of the very things they were proven to have done before (2023) 👇

MuBeat Announcement Link

i've no idea how exactly they were able to cast illegal votes on MuBeat using that bug, and frankly, i don't want to know. 🥴 all i know now is that jjks need to accept defeat graciously—but that'll probably never happen.

[1m-a-b4stard]

DM me, beautiful ;)

So I found out my brother uses this so now I will as well because I’m an annoying, hot bitch. FUCK YOU PETE.

Anyway hey sweetheart I’m Ted. He/him, will fuck anyone who offers (and is a morally acceptable age) so yeah idfk what to write

Hello!! I’m Criss (any pronouns) and I run this rp blog. My main user is @crisstinah and I also have the blog @1m-g0d as another rp blog!

My hcs for Ted are

- Pansexual

- ADHD and dyslexia

And other stuff that probably doesn’t matter for this blog

[starfall-bah]

Intro post!

Hello!! Welcome!

We're Olly! And we use They/Them, She/Her, Star/Starz, Solar/Solars, and basically any other star and space related neo pronouns (we like neo pronouns :3) We're a minor bodily so dont be weird!! >:(

We're a system if you couldn't tell, pay us and we'll tell you our origins /hj, Theres atleast 37 of us lol- jeez we form people very easily TwT

We also made this spur of the moment plus hey this sounds fun! Might take a while for requests to be done due to ADHD (diagnosed) and anxiety (undiagnosed but its acknowledged) so yeah, fun. Love yapping

Also in tags the emojis are our personal sign offs :D

Tags~

#{🌅✨} Talking -Normal posts

#{🌅✨} Pack time! - Headmate packs :3

#{🌅✨} Rb - Reblogs

WE ARE PRO ENDO, PRO WILLOW AND ANTI-RADQUEER BTW!!

Though we dont mind who uses our packs !!

Build a headmate stuff below :3

We will do fictives, songtives, any sort of introject minus factives because we don't really know how to do one off of an actual person

We dont have a blacklist :P

When it comes to fictives we will do sources we dont know! But be aware if its like a book series, or long tv show or series or whatever we will probably find a wiki or summary of it to fufill the request

Also the more specific you are the faster your request might be done! :3

Also doing multiple in one request is fine!! It might take longer though!

Inbox check + Taken Anons + Quene check

Some sources we know

•Murder Drones

•Hermitcraft

•Favremysabre's series

•Any other steve series (like ruined reality, ore quest prime, legends of the balancers, etc and if we dont know them, we'll watch it :3c) (PLSSSSS)

•Winx club

•Empires SMP

•My little pony

•Genshin Impact

•Sonic the hedgehog (movies)

•FNAF

•Chonny Jash's music (CCCC) (other music)

•Cookie run kingdom (PLS PLS PLS)

(Bold is stuff we Know Know)

And likely other things we forgot!!

Since this is a new blog we'll start with a basic template

★ Name:

★ Pronouns (including neoprns)

★ Gender

★ Sexuality

★ Age

★ Species

★ Aesthetic

★ Source (If applicable)

★ Emoji/Sign off

★ Faceclaim / Photos that match them (might not be done sometimes depending on motivation, will be done guaranteed if requested :3)

Other stuff may be requested, Like roles, front triggers btw!

Signing off, Olly :3

(Divider credit: @/g0ds-f4v-svp3rn0v4)

[spelltales-askblog]

hey soo uhh isn't hero like shedletsky's chosen one.. and isn't their mentor telamon..

those two are like... pretty powerful right?

i'm sure.. i'm sure they're fine....

i hope

“What3ver c0nnection H3r0 has with th4t guy, it d0esn’t m3an they’re like, g0d-powered or anything. Hero’s still a n0rmal person — bound t0 get hurt.”

“…but yeah, they should be fine.”

[theproductivepessimist]

Supreme Court: When Common Sense Isn't.

At 15, not knowing I was trans (trans man, very binary, very masculine, discovered I was actually intersex during hysto, which made sense of...a lot...) I was followed into the girls' toilets at high school, by a group of both girls and boys. I was physically attacked, and had to aggressively fight off an attempted gang grape. I left that space with my orthodontic braces smashed into the inside of my mouth, my gums and lips ripped open, my nose streaming bl00d, my shirt torn, my belt gone... Only to have a female teacher throw me against a wall by the scruff of my neck, and scream "What the hell have you done, you animal?" At 17, still not realising I was trans, I was at a friend's 18th birthday party. I went to the (women's) loo...and got dragged out by two furious older women who called me a pervert. At 18, knowing I wanted to be seen as masculine, but not having the words for being trans, and so believing I was a butch lesbian, but also Very Sure That Was Horribly Wrong, and G0d Would Punish Me (by unaliving my pets...I still, over 20yrs later, have a fixation that if I do something "wrong", one of my pets will d*e to "punish me"...my wife is helping me work on that), I stupidly got involved with a man (I'm predominantly hetero-romantically attracted). We went into a boutique independent shop so he could "help me pick out a wedding dress" (yeah...he was all of those red flags, and then some...but people in my church treated me like a normal person for the first time ever...) He handed me a dress, & asked me to "try it on for him". I (reluctantly - I'd hated dresses since I was 4 or 5) headed to the changing rooms - only to be met with a shriek from the proprietor of "You can't go in there! There's ladies there!" At 18 and a half, I came to my senses, and ditched the man who has ever after been known as Mistake #1. I also changed my name, and my title, legally by Deed Poll (because I discovered you CAN change your title, just because you want to.) At 19, I came across the concept of "trans men", and was like "Holy sh*t...is...is this why my whole life has felt like such utter clown shoes?" At the time, I was undergoing treatment for schizophrenia, which meant any consideration of trans stuff had to be delayed until my mental state was "stable", because "feelings of disaffection with normative gender roles are very common in schizophrenia." At 21, I began medical transition. I completed that process at age 26. I'll be 39 next month. I've been known by my name longer than I was known by my deadname. (Even longer than it seems, because I used an abbreviated, masculine version of my deadname from the age of 9, which then became my legal name 9 years later.) I lost everything - my mother tried to unalive me, I was made homeless, my church had a formal meeting where they announced they were kicking me out, my GP actually refused to treat me, citing his "Christian values." But, over the last 20yrs, I've found so much: . Myself . My spirituality (pagan humanist) . My sense of humour (grimdark, very NSFW) . My wife Still don't really have friends - that's the curse of Christianity when you're raised in it; you believe it's morally wrong to be a normal teenager, so the only friends you have are other people in the church...which means, if they ever kick you out, or you ever realise their g0d isn't your g0d...you've got nothing. Not even the knowledge of how to build social connections. And being an introvert who's medically banned from driving really doesn't help. The "common sense" that led to this judgement told my pre-transition, AFAB self that I "didn't belong in women's spaces." It was right. The Supreme Court isn't.

[drogsarebadkids]

If you ask were is my oc or were is the sans , g0d, he is in the back and this took me 3 hour ,too much, I have the lobster in it yeah

[habitual-creatures]

J0ANN3'S LAST NAM3...JANUS.

A W0MAN WH0'S LAST NAM3 IS THAT 0F A G0D SIMLIAR T0 TH3 D3M0N SH3 S0LD H3R S0UL T0. IT'S IR0NIC...AT L3AST T0 M3.

~CHA0TICALLY, DISC0RD/🕕

Hm. Mildly,yeah.

It'sabitamusing.

Though... IguessIshouldhesitatetolaughatthedead...

[joannes-journal]

Smoking Gun - Entry #3

CW: Violence, Injury, Sleep Deprived MOD w/ Grammarly as Beta Reader

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I shot a kid.

No, not a kid. She's half my age, and I feel horrible. It looked eerily similar to the stranger in the park the other day. Anyway, after I knocked on the door, I heard shouting. On instinct, I seized my shotgun out of my holster and blasted the lock off the door. That was where I went wrong.

On the other side of the door was someone I would soon learn to be called Frost. She sat on the ground, and my slug hit it in the back. I didn't realize I had shot someone until a bit later.

I've been up against many monsters, from hellhounds to those cannibalistic deer-headed monsters. But I was at a loss for words.

8-foot-2 and covered in pitch-black fur, a terror stood in the living room. "GET THE FUCK OUT BEFORE I BLAST YOUR ASS TO KINGDOM COME!" It didn't budge, even when I shot it. It seemed like hours; we stood there, lobbing insults at this thing. At one point, I pitched an open container of salt at it, which did nothing. I even tried jumping on it and stabbing it.

The creature threw me off, and I landed on my arm, hearing a loud pop. DAMMIT! Not again!

It was after a young girl in the group. I watched as she floated in a magical bubble and a state of near death. She almost looked peaceful, like she froze in time. They needed her to wake up. I skimmed around, looking for something that would help us. My eyes had landed on a monumental figure shrouded in white fur. Oh, my Gods. Could it be? I recognized my old friend. I knew it was them. I didn't need to think twice.

DISC0RD had been lying unconscious on the ground, missing both antlers (I later found out Frost had gotten violent and ripped one of them off). Grabbing a flashlight, I tried to wake them up. As the light flickered in its eyes, they groggily turned to me, not recognizing me. "GET IN HER HEAD. WAKE HER UP!" It passed back out, and the room turned hazy. They had projected themself out of their body and onto the plane of dreams, trying to wake the girl up. She still wouldn't budge. DISC0RD jumped back into their body, finally waking up from their unconscious state.

It saw me and knocked me over in an embrace, tight enough to almost crack a few ribs. They sobbed into my shirt, mumbling about something. After a while, it stopped. I can't recall what the smokey monster said, but DISC0RD looked at me, implying they had an idea without saying it. I watched the rabbit-like entity bounce out the front door and make a beeline to Hollow Grove. The next thing I knew, the smoke monster left.

Everything had been fine for a couple of days. DISC0RD came back, beaten and bloodied, allegedly ambushed on the way back by the same spindly fuck that separated us. It came back with new information. Information that caused the girl (who I learned to be called Xia) to become defensive. As if I didn't know enough gods already-

"XIA'S A G0D WH0 C0ULD D3L3T3 TH3 W0RLD AT ANY GIV3N M0M3NT. H3R AND RAV3N AR3 LINK3D THR0GH SM0K3." DISC0RD sat down, holding a spot on its face where blood seeped into its fur. "IT SH0ULDN'T CHANG3 H0W W3 S33 H3R."

I had gone back to Hollow Grove; my boss had called me wanting to meet me in the graveyard tomorrow. My arm was throbbing despite the painkillers…did I thank Frost for popping it back in place?

As the door opened, the smell of lasagna hit me, filling me with nostalgia. Raven apologized for the mess in the tower, but I didn't care. I explained how I needed to be walked to the graveyard in the morning to meet my boss, Bifrons.

"Oh…is he nice?"

"Well…" He did help me hide my kids from a creature almost as bad as Smoke. Which was what I told them. They seemed confused, so I explained what I could.

He shifted, "Oh, yeah, I know about it. Smoke mentioned him."

WHAT?! He explained how, the other night after DISC0RD left, Smoke said something about "something else getting DISC0RD". So, Smoke's working with that spindly fuck?

The next day, he walked me into the forest, and I met with Bifrons. He appeared as he usually did: through a mysterious door. Despite being one of the 72 demons mentioned in the Lesser Key of Solomon, Raven didn't seem startled, especially when he gave Raven a rock (classic Bifrons).

I wasn't prepared for what Bifrons told me. The faceless-fuck found my kids. I don't know how. Bifrons had been hiding them. Jackie had utilized the "Hidden Door" part of the contract with Bifrons, meaning they're hiding in a pocket dimension instead of just hiding in plain sight. So, they're safe, at least.

I had returned to Evan's place. It wasn't until Smoke came back while Xia and HABIT were out, once again demanding the kid. Jester, another who looked familiar, tried to say they were somewhere else. But Observer (Thousand-Eyes, as I've called him) and those fucking eyes gave it away.

As Smoke left the building, we chased him down, with me riding on DISC0RD's back. At the time, it was horrifying, but looking back on it, I can only imagine what it looked like to an outsider. A smokey-deer-looking monster getting chased by a woman riding a bigass rabbit, a guy with hundreds of eyes, a magical puppet guy, and someone with a camera (who I still can't believe I shot-)? I won't lie; I chuckle whenever I think about it.

I grabbed my grimoire and flipped to Bifrons' summoning page, spilling my blood on the ground. Slamming doors echoed through the trees as the sky turned the color of tar as we entered a clearing where HABIT and Xia stood.

A wooden door appeared, flying open. Bifrons stepped out, looking high and mighty, calling Smoke an...old friend? Oh no, please don't tell me-

As the beast turned to smoke and tried to leave, Bifrons lifted his hands, making a swift motion. Water evaporated from the ground and plants around us, forming a dome of holy water over everyone, including Smoke. A few months back, Bifrons mentioned this being the only way he could mess with holy water, even if his hands were stinging, like a severe sunburn. Still, it didn't deter him from his goal.

Smoke became angry, and I felt the air shift.

It contorted, shifting into its physical form and falling to the ground.

"WHATEVER YOU HAVE PLANNED, YOU BETTER HURRY. I CAN'T HOLD THE WATER TOO MUCH LONGER." Bifrons called out.

Observer tackled him, carving something into his body with a knife. Then, Xia went down, calling out in distress. What the hell? Evan broke through HABIT, hovering over Xia. Once the hundred-eyed entity backed off, I grabbed the Hellblade I had been working on. Damn, Hellhounds broke the last one I had. Luckily, Frost gave me the one she broke off of DISC0RD. With the antler weapon in my hand, I charged at Smoke, stabbing it in the torso a few times before falling off the beast and retreating.

"I CAN'T HOLD THE DOME ANY LONGER-" The water started to sprinkle down like rain. Bifrons ran towards Evan and Xia, grabbing them and teleporting away. Bifrons later told me he had gone to heal Xia, but Evan seemed terrified. DISC0RD ran after them, shifting into their goo-pile form and making a protective barrier around the trio, trying to comfort Evan.

But DISC0RD stopped. Frost and Jester had left to go after Raven, meaning if they went after Raven…and Raven and Xia are linked-

Everyone had settled back in the house; Bifrons had left for one reason or another and Observer had pushed himself pretty far. But Jester was acting strange. DISC0RD noticed and began growling. Oh fuck, did Smoke follow us? I stood between Jester and Xia, shielding the girl from him. The hellblade was sitting on the table, with Xia being closest to it.

I wouldn't be able to reach and push anyone away at the same time, "Xia, hand me the blade, you're closest to it." She was too busy talking to Evan, dammit!... Wait-...oh, right. IDOL, Jester's puppeteer, had taken over for a while. Smoke wasn't in Jester. Good...too much was going on, I couldn't think.

The smell of smoke was still strong, I suppose Smoke didn't leave us. Xia had grabbed the blade, keeping it on her for a bit before handing it back to me, not trusting herself with it. DISC0RD had left not too long after to patrol the neighborhood and look after the kids in the area.

The next day...Smoke reappeared.

I tried using Loki or Hermes' phone number to bribe him. Why mess with Xia when he could mess with Loki? Or Hermes? Evan seemed surprised. I was about to explain how I knew their numbers because of my first husband, the twins' dad, but I paused.

They shouldn't know about Abaddon. Not yet, anyway. And if Smoke knew...what if he tried to use it against me?

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