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[ningvory]

♡ payback ┊ yu jimin & uchinaga aeri

parings — meangirls!kariselle x loser!femreader

synopsis — after telling them to shut up, you quickly became their next target on their list. except you don't back down to them and actually fight back. so what better option do they have besides making you their pretty fuck doll? they like to call this payback.

warnings — college au, dubcon, aphrodisiac, pussy eating, degrading, fingering, facesitting, tribbing, bullying..duh, blackmail, they’re lowk pervs, pet names like pretty girl, baby, kinda proofread i was dosing off😭

w/c — 1.8k (1,865)

yu jimin and uchinaga aeri, known as karina and giselle to those who aren’t close to them, are the campus’s mean girls. well known for their beauty and of course, for bullying anyone who even dares to look at them in a way they dislike, you didn’t know much about them and you honestly didn’t card. the staff didn’t give a shit, they knew that if they even bothered to try and stop the bullying they could easily buy their way out of trouble.

unfortunately you happen to be the next target on their list. when you told them to simply, “shut the fuck up.” when you all were taking a quiz. from that day forward, they were never gonna let forget who they were. they consider it karma.

they started to poke fun at you, doing what they always do to their targets. pushing you into lockers, holding your books in the air knowing that you can’t reach them, calling you names, taking embarrassing photos of you and threatening that they would post it everywhere but they don’t mean it really, they let you slide because they think you’re cute.

you never really let them bully you that easily either, always fighting back when they would tournament you. they began getting frustrated because everything they did, you would always fight back. so what option do they have besides to fuck you dumb and make you a pretty fuck doll?

they wanted to fuck that attitude outta you, make you their personal cum dump and they always mean what they say.

you were walking outta your last class of the day, mentally exhausted and really just wanting to crash out on your bed. not expecting to be pinned to a locker in the empty hallways of the campus, letting out a small yelp when your back came in contact with the hard surface of the lockers behind you.

“hey y/nnie~ we really need help with our work. come over to our dorm room, i’ll text you what time to come!” karina said, her signature smile plastered on her face. the same one that can get her anything she wanted. she had you pinned to the wall with a soft grip until she pulled you closer to her, tightening her grip on your shoulders.

“you better be there. i think you know the consequences of disobeying us.” her voice was low and right by your ear causing you to shiver before she pulled you back to get a look at your face.

“see you later y/n!” karina said with her smile. a complete 180 of how she was before, acting as if she didn’t just force you to go to their dorm room.

—

you had to run some errands and you finally made it back to you dorm, putting your bag down and just laying on your bed. until you heard a ding! and a vibration from your phone, making you groan and roll over, knowing exactly who was texting you.

‘hey pretty girl, it’s giselle texting from rina’s phone :] it’s already 6 so come to our dorm at 8, dorm room is 1576 and make yourself look a little presentable.’

you sighed, closing your eyes really wanting to just stay in bed and chill. but you really didn’t want any more trouble from them, so you rolled out of bed with a sigh. walking over to your closet to pick something out.

after about 15 minutes you finally got your outfit together, wearing a black crop top and a simple miniskirt with your panda dunks. it was 7:54 so you had enough time to eat a snack before you walked out the door.

—

you started your mini journey to their door, it wasn’t exactly far but not close to yours either which you were honestly happy with. you were glad that your airpods were in your purse because you did not want to walk all the way back to your dorm to get them, you really couldn’t survive a day without music.

you arrived at their door it was right at 8:30. you double checked and made sure that this was the right dorm before knocking.

you went on your phone again until the door suddenly flung open and your hand being yanked inside.

“ah! y/n~ nice you came, didn’t know if you were coming.” karina spoke, bringing you into her embrace, it almost felt like she was intentionally pushing her tits into your face. you gave her a semi hug, patting her back with an awkward smile until she finally let go.

karina walked you over to their black couch, telling you to sit down while giselle gets you a drink. telling you that ‘we always give our guess a drink! don’t mention it.’ you were still as a statue, awkwardly looking around trying to figure out what exactly they brought you over for, it was obvious that they didn’t bring you over to help them with an assignment.

“sorry we had to lie, we just wanted to hang out! sure you won’t mind, right?” giselle walked over to you, giving you a glass full of and orange substance.

“y/n, relax! you’re so tense we’re not gonna bite you or something.” karina spoke, sitting down next to you while giselle turned the tv on and sat on the other side of you.

you just nodded before going to take a sip of your drink. you let out a hum, it actually tasted good. the mixture of the different fruits tasted nice, you took a bigger gulp, going to ask them where’d they get it from until you felt a hot sensation all over your body.

the two looked over at you, not expecting the aphrodisiacs to take over your body so quickly. but at least they knew it worked, and they weren’t complaining. they enjoyed your expression change, watching how you fidgeted uncontrollably and rubbed your warm thighs together, desperately trying to relieve the neediness that you suddenly felt.

you were sat there for a minute, praying that whatever you were feeling would go away. you started to watch the movie on their widescreen TV, trying to ignore the hot feeling all over.

the two smirked at each other before karina spoke out, “something wrong, baby?” her voice was low and sultry, forcing to lay down on the couch.

you started at her with a face that was just so cute to her, doe eyes looking up at her with your eyebrows knitted and a pout resting on your face. you swallowed, not knowing what to do until you felt a pair of hands spread your legs open and flick your skirt up. making you yelp at the coldness of the room, looking down to see giselle smirking back up at you.

“aw~ you’re soaked pretty girl, you’re so nasty!” giselle teased before rubbing your clothed clit. she had to hold your legs in place because you were just so jittery!

you weren’t a virgin but you weren’t someone who fucks or pleasures yourself often, but you’ve never been so desperate to cum. it’s so embarrassing you just wanted to go home and do it yourself.

giselle slides your panties off, looking in awe at the way your juices created a thick string that connected your cunt to your panties.

she raises your legs up and didn’t waste a moment, sucking on your sensitive clit and fingering your cunt. you desperately push her head away from you, it was so wrong for your bully to be going down in you! high pitched moans and whines of ‘this is wrong! s-stop!’ fell outta your mouth but the aphrodisiac had your body reacting in the opposite of your words. cunt spilling with your juices and desperately grinding your cunt on her face.

“you keep telling me to stop but your body seems to want this, pretty girl.” giselle said, pulling her face away from your cunt to undress herself.

“such a dumb girl, look at the camera.” karina giggled before grabbing your chin forcing your dazed eyes to look at the camera.

“wonder what your friends would think if they found out their friend was getting fucked stupid by her bullies..you know, you’re actually lucky you get to see us nude. people would die to be in the position.” karina added on, panning the camera down to your fat cunt before she stopped recording, undressing herself too.

karina shuffled to where she was hovering over your face, cunt on display for you to see. “your moans are so cute but so loud! i don’t wanna to get a noise complaint again so put that mouth to use, yeah?” she couldn’t even care to wait for your answer because next thing you know she’s putting all her weight on your face, her milky thighs crushing your head had you moaning and arching into your back.

“already so obedient f’me, you pain slut.” karina mustered out, barely able to speak because you’re going ham on her cunt.

this was probaly the best head she’s received because she was riding your face desperately, not even caring that she was full on suffocating you, her clit continuously bumped into your nose. you heard shuffling below you but you didn’t know what was going on until you felt your cunt being rubbed onto giselle’s fat cunny. she was grinding onto your cunt like her life depended on it and it had you moaning into karina’s cunt, making her let out surprised moans before she cummed all on your face and in your mouth.

she got off your face and coo’d, she couldn’t help but take a picture of your fucked out tear-stained face covered in her cum. you were far gone by now, back arched and eyes so far back, hands trying to grind yourself into her cunt because the pleasure felt so good! your moans mixed in with giselle’s lower moans until you let out a long high pitched whine, squirting everywhere, all over yours and her thighs.

you were crying and whining because it was starting to become too much for you, trying to push giselle off your cunt. you were so brain dead you were mumbling incoherent things, only words sounding coherent were ‘it’s too much’ but you were silenced quickly by karina’s tits being pushed in your face.

“you can take it. take what i give you until i cum, whore.” giselle grunted.

she began rubbing your clit, trying to make you squirt again and overstimulate you until you squirted again with a muffled moan. giselle finally came, cumming all over your cunt before smearing it all over your cunt and inside your hole. karina got off of you, taking in how fucked out you were before telling giselle to take pic.

“such a pretty cum dump,bet you liked every last bit of it you slut.” giselle taunted, spreading your legs wide open to take a picture of your cum covered cunt.

“the fun has just got started baby, let’s see how well you take being stuffed full of our dicks.” karina smiled at the look of horror on your face. you were in for a long night.

[fandomwritingbit]

I feel like if William found out that one of the cute, kind, unassuming girls that works for him was also serial killer he would definitely get horny about it. And of course when he implies to her she knows she's like "Take's one to one, Mr. Afton~" They would both just sooo messed up and fuck about it I think

Hello! Sorry this took so long, I wasn't planning to publish this 'til next month but a sudden urge to finish it struck me and here it is!

Serial killer William Afton x (afab)serial killer reader

warnings: murder, somewhat glorified, reader and William are both fucked up

It’s been 6 months since you started at the diner and by now you were more than well acquainted with your role. It came relatively naturally to you this whole customer service thing, your brightly coloured scrunchies bobbing as you kept patrons happy and balanced everything that needed doing by the end of your shift. To cut it short, you were absolutely thriving. Your bosses liked you, so much so that you’ve had your first raise already, it was all going just swimmingly. It’s just the perfect job, no one would ever think anything bad of you here, you’re just too damn cute, too damn charming. It’s really an excellent cover. 

The diner gave you more than just cover though. You've learnt some very helpful skills over these months, like what the best chemicals for cleaning are, how to remove even the most stubborn of stains and how to dispose of the things that just couldn’t be cleaned. 

At the back of the restaurant for example. Like most eateries has huge skips, always full of the week’s waste and secluded enough to offer a window of opportunity. It was very easy to get in as you had a key, that and the knowledge that your cheap-arsed employers didn’t install cctv there, and so of course you put the window of opportunity to use. Several nights of fun easily hidden from prying eyes in black bin-liners and blending in with the rest. How could it be that easy?

But, what you hadn’t considered was that perhaps you weren’t the only one using such a perfect place. 

~

He stumbled through the door like a drunkard, the high of his activity so delicious, it made his fingers tingle and a cold electric colour tint his vision. He props the doors open with a brick,  reaching into the diner to grab what he needed to get rid of, his shoes slipping in the red slick dripping from his form. God, it’s all over him, staining his shirt and leaving footprints on the floor, a nightmare to clean up, but he wasn’t worried. He had all night to sort it out, not like any of his lay-about employees would be in a hurry to chuck any rubbish out anytime soon. 

He grabs the bag, moving it over to the bins and opening the one furthest from the door. Taking a bag off the top, he undoes the half-arsed knot and sets about getting rid of his evidence, a baseball cap, one of his branded teddies and a blunt statuette; each smeared in the blood on his hands. He packs them into the bag and again ties it up. But he’s too careful to leave it at that, and removes the bags closer to the bottom, intending to shove the incriminating one down where no one would find it. And it’s there at the very bottom of the skip that he sees it. It’s such a sobering sight that he freezes for a moment, confusion flooding his features. 

A kitchen blade, a large one stained with crusted blood, he was sure of it. That browning red was so familiar, Hell it was all over him now, the smell very apparent. But that wasn’t his. The bins were emptied only two days before and whilst he is an efficient man, he wasn’t that good. He reaches down to touch it, but stops inches away. Right next to the knife was something else. As he plucks it from the rubbish, it all clicks into place. 

~

At the end of a busy shift, you walk down the staff hallway more than relieved, absentmindedly taking off your apron a few paces before your locker. There was nothing special about to day, but it was fucking rushed, hardly a moment to breathe and right now nothing sounds better than going home and spending you day off in bed. When you’re done shoving your apron inside the locker and slinging your bag over your shoulder, your body instinctively tenses at an awareness of a presence behind you. So you shut and lock the door as quickly as you can, before facing your boss. 

“Oh hi, Mr Afton. Just about to clock off.” You smile brightly, so sweetly that he almost doubts himself, almost reconsiders what he’s about to ask you. Almost.  

“Don’t yet. Come into my office, I want to talk to you.” There was an amused tone to his voice, like there was a hidden joke you weren’t aware of and did not understand. But that was nearly always the case with Mr Afton, everyone said so, said that they dreaded when he was on shift because they couldn’t tell if he liked them or was a hair away from sacking them. And right now, you feel the same. But surely he liked you? How could he not?  

“Yeah, okay.” You try to keep your voice obliging and happy, following the nod of his head for you to walk past him, down the hall and into his office. You’ve been in here before, using his stapler on some leaflets or asking for extra change in the till. It’s always a cold room, hardly decorated and a little imposing, very much in line with the man himself. 

There’s a heaviness in the air that you don’t want to break, so you wait for Mr Afton to ask you to sit, watching him from your seat as he leans against his desk. He’s enjoying this too much, the slightly startled expression on your pretty face, like you have no idea what this is about, like you’re thinking about anything you could have possibly done wrong. He almost believed you.

He half smiles before breaking the silence with small talk. “Been busy today?” He wants this to be slow, but the temptation to just out you prickles at him.

You blink, a little surprised at his casualness, it was out of character but not exactly unwelcome. “Yeah, pretty crazy. We managed alright though.” You hope he’s asking for the sake of asking, not expecting you to recall anything too specific because the shift was a complete blur. 

He hums, a handsome smirk spreading across his face, “Well I’m glad. Chris was supposed to be in today, he called in sick last minute. Which I’m sure had nothing to do with today’s footy match.” You giggle, yeah, Chris wasn’t the brightest for that one. His grin fades as he looks thoughtful for a second. “Some people are so good at lying, it’s insane. Don’t you think?”

Your eyes go wide in suspicion. “Yeah, I suppose so… We all do it sometimes.” You keep smiling in an effort to keep this conversation light. 

“Not you though. You’re too honest, there’s hardly a sick day to be found on your record.” You nod, thinking that maybe this was a compliment, or commendation, maybe he was going to reward you for such good work? His posture then changes as he again grins. “If you were going to lie it must be about something very… serious.” He watches the way you subconsciously shake your head and it tickles him, you really have no clue where this is going to go and it’s just delightful. 

Unable to reach his conclusion you just out right ask. “Uh… what’s this about, Mr Afton? Have I done something wrong?” 

“Undoubtedly.” He continues teasing. ‘Something wrong’ doesn’t even begin to cover it, though it would be hypocritical for him to say so. The glee he’s getting from dragging this out is immense, but he’s just dying to see that cute little face of yours drop when he reveals your disgusting hobby. He sighs, “I found something the other night, you know. Something very interesting.”

Your eyes narrow as you look at him in disbelief, maybe a small part of you knows just from the malice in his eyes that he has you because a sudden dread seizes hold of you. “Sorry- I don’t follow…” You’re confused, he couldn’t know what you’d done, he just couldn’t but if he did… 

“You’ll get there, sweetheart.” He speaks mockingly before slowly standing and walking to the other side of his desk and opening the top drawer, humming a tune as he does so. You watch him fingers tapping against each other in anxiety, you can’t help but notice the heavy looking paperweight on his desk, it’s a cube carved out of some polished stone, the corners sharp.

“This.” His words force your gaze from the object to him, and the small piece of fabric pinched between his finger and thumb. Just continuing to stare at it, it doesn’t trigger anything, until he tosses it down onto the desk right in front of you. 

It’s a scrunchie. A light pink scrunchie, patterned with crusted blood. And then it hits you like a freight train. You can see yourself wearing it, two low ponytails resting on your shoulders that night. People told you how cute they looked on you. How didn’t you notice it was missing… Well, your mind was on other things that night.

You move your eyes to him, goosebumps all over your skin as you mind races. And at seeing your strained expression he laughs, unexpectedly and meanly. “God, your pupils- that is really something.” You look crazed, frantic, maybe even terrified, it was like nothing he’d ever seen yet still achingly familiar, it's frightening in the most delicious way, making his trousers cling to his growing erection. 

“I…” You start but instantly falter, gaze flicking between your boss and this paperweight. The darkest part of you is frightened into planning by this discovery. It’s far from you but you could reach it if you tried, just across the table, you just need to wait until he’s distracted but right now his attention is solely focused on you. You just need to wait-

“You’d never be quick enough.” He cuts through your train of thought like he could read your fucking mind. “I’m not completely stupid, though perhaps scaring you into a corner isn’t the best idea.” His tone is full of ridicule.

“What do you want?” You say hoarsely, too much emotion in your mind for you to think clearly. If he knew what you did -what you are- why are you here? Surely he’d have called the police and by now you’d be in an interview room surrounded by coppers. Surely, they’d have already found your pattern and linked as much to you as they could. But no. You’re here, in his office.

“I’m not here to bargain with you, love.” He chuckles, “I’ve seen where you live, there’s very little you could offer me.” Though he can certainly think of something very sweet you could offer him.

“-You’ve been to my house?” You say slowly, his mocking passing you by somewhat. This was too much to learn at once. 

“I had to do some research. You know, a knife in a bin is one thing. A fella in a river put a name to the weapon. But then,” His eyes are wide with animation as he talks, “I remembered another man in the same river, a few weeks ago, stabbed to all hell. Then I found another… I must say, you’ve done well not to be caught.” 

“A-re you gonna call the police?” Your voice cracks on the first syllable, making the rest of your question quiet.

He pauses in thought, the silence tortuous. “...No. I can’t have them poking around. I don’t want any other unsavoury acts coming to light.” 

At those words you suddenly dawn to a realisation, that look in his eye, that devious glee that at first you thought was just teasing. Was something else. Something very dark. It makes you exhale, an odd and sinister calm settling over you, enough for you to relax your posture in this chair and glace around the room. You know what you’re looking for and find it easily, a missing persons poster pinned to a pinboard just on his left. 

“That kid…” You speak lowly, utterly enthralling him. And he follows your eye-line to said poster, his eyebrows raising slightly. “He’s dead?” The question is pretty sure on your lips, a cruel confidence to them that showed the spark to you he’d been looking for. 

“Probably.” It’s noncommittal, but amused and you can just see the disturbed actions in his eyes. It’s crazy, like a monster in human skin.

“You killed him, didn’t you?” The words are so weighted, they tear aggressively from your throat, an unintentional emphasis that cuts through the room like a razor. And the harshness of his grin is more than confirmation. “You’re a fucking murderer.” You laugh incredulously, disbelief melting away by the second. 

“Takes one to know one.”

[romangolden68]

Big Mistake, Beta (2)

“For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind” Hosea 8:7

Hercules:

7:00am:

Hercules awakens from his beautiful sleep with a groan, his muscles popping as his yawns in a loud manner. He stretches his arms and scratches his pits before getting up. He conducts his wake up routine to get the average Tuesday started, which is little more than a quick shower, putting on clothes, making and drinking a protein shake and talking to his bros in a group chat. He does notice, only after looking around for his favorite beta-bro, that his favorite beta bro is missing. He frowns to himself, his ego taking a small hit. Why is his beta bro not with him? Ugh, anyways, you have stuff to do today… I.e do what you do everyday.

8:00am: This daily schedule first starts with Hercules using his infinite funds and ability to persuade and flirt his way into an expensive restaurant to simply eat breakfast. Damn, high life is good. As he's eating, he feels his bowels move and he chuckles to himself. Is it weird to release a loud alpha fart in public? Nahhhh, but speaking of weird, he can’t help but wonder where his favorite beta is, and he wonders if he's ok. Anyways, time to move on with the day. 

8:45am: The day continues, and after leaving the fancy restaurant by releasing a thick protein fart, he leaves to go to the on-campus gym. He pumps iron, feels his golden blood rush and scatter across his muscles, and feels his fibers flex and tense. Lifting weights and boosting his strength has always made him feel superior. He chuckles to himself, smirking arrogantly, and yet it falters. Where the heck is his beta-bro? Usually he will be seen by now, or at least have sent a text! Hmm, Hercules might have to punish his beta-bro for ignoring him… hope he's ok.

11:30am: After finishing his morning workout, not showering, changing into different clothes and heading off to lunch, Hercules' day continues, except he genuinely starts to worry about his beta-bro. His beta bro wasn’t even there to watch him change out of his sweaty outfit and eye bang him! Hercules would usually respond to the denial of attention with hostility, and yet, concern replaces that anger. Concern about the wheel being of his beta-bro. Anyways, Hercules changes into a proper outfit and once again goes to another fancy restaurant just to eat lunch, gotta fill up on that protein! If only his beta-bro was around to be his favorite gas bag, and yet still no messages. Hercules tries to convince himself that its not THAT big of a deal… hopefully. He leaves the lunch restaurant and leaves a “tip” by letting the staff clean up the remains of his golden sweat off of the seat. 

12:15 Once arriving back to campus, taking a quick shower to just freshen up his hair, and changing outfits, Hercules heads off to the campus gym again. He heads into the locker room, and chugs a protein shake. He looks around at the much smaller and definitely less alpha males around the locker-room and even the open door to the gym floor. Unfortunately, he can’t smile, for the multiple text messages and calls he sent to his roommate were left unanswered. He tries not to show it, but he is worried as fuck! He continues to chug the shake, feeling his bowels itch. He puts down the protein shake, sticks his hands down his pants to itch his heavy balls, and then releases a protein fart, clouding up and gassing up the already smelly locker-room.

Anyways, Hercules heads out, not even bothering to laugh at his own fart out of concern. Maybe working out will distract him…

Roman:

6:00am:

Roman awakens with a sigh, his tiredness and exhaustion apparent on his face, and yet he tries to keep his smile upon his face. He does his own morning routine of cleaning up after Hercules, taking care of himself, cleaning himself in the shower, etc. Thankfully, he has finished all of this before 7, so it means he can quickly scurry out of the room before he has to deal with his new Roomie. Sorry Hercules, but today isn’t the day. 

7:00am:

Roman enters the lunchroom with a sigh and serves himself the same daily campus food. Since he can’t afford to eat at the good places on campus, let alone eat out, he eats at the “poor” person cafe on campus. He sighs, his mood souring as he starts to eat his food, melancholic and tired. By the time he has finished his meal, he is still hungry, but he can’t afford to get more food. 

7:30am-11:30am. For the next 4 hours, Roman has been attending his classes necessarily for getting his year done at campus. Unfortunately, these nerdy classes still haven't brought him the joy he was expecting, for instead they have only added to his stress. He tries to keep his head high, and yet the stress keeps building up. He sighs at his last class, and decides to do something he never thought he would expect. Maybe he should do what his alpha roommate does and attend the gym, for that may release some stress? He needs to see if he has any workout clothes…

12:00pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

12:15pm Roman enters the locker room and immediately smells the faint remains of a really stinky and musky fart, jesus, jocks these days… anyways, he heads into the locker room and heads to a private section of it to change into his gym wear, and once he does, he begins to feel a little bit better…. Maybe working out will help him with his stress!

Roman heads out and starts working out, struggling a bit since he hasn't “worked out” in a long time. As he is struggling to start, a quite handsome and attractive male approaches him and starts to give him advice and give him subtle compliments. Roman begins to feel even better, for it is rare that another male even talks to him with positive intentions… Maybe the gym will be a good place? Roman keeps talking to the gym…. Unknowingly striking the match to an inferno.

Simultaneously

Hercules: Hercules is busy working out, his head racing with thoughts of his beta-bro and if hes ok or not. He is honestly considering combining the campus to find what belongs to him and to punish his beta-bro for not answering him. Fuck, hes getting obsessed with his beta-bro, it is as if his very scent haunts him and teases him about how what BELONGS to him is always out of reach and it pisses him the fuck off… wait a minute, he CAN smell Roman! Roman never comes to the gym… unless…  Hercules wings sprout in shock upon seeing Roman

As if being on autopilot, he beelines straight towards Roman, wanting to wring him out for ignoring him and to also take him the fuck out of the gym, for not only does he NOT belong there, but he doesn’t like the idea of inferior males feasting upon HIS beta-bitch. As he is marching towards Roman, rage and possessiveness swimming in his orbs, he sees something that sends his very soul ablaze… an INFERIOR male is speaking to what BELONGS TO HIM Hercules loses himself to the raging possessiveness, his wings growing to maximum size… All hell is going to break loose. 

Roman: The air grows heavy and hostile, so thick and tense that he even finds it hard to breathe. He gulps, and the guy talking to him is quick to walk away, as if he senses that the air is off too. What the frick happened? Did he say something? Roman thinks to myself for a couple seconds, standing still, before sighing, defeated. He shook his head and lowered it before turning around, only to have his head forcefully and aggressively gripped by an almost bone shattering grip of someone. Roman yelps and is forced to look up, only to see a hellfire and brimstone raging within the eyes of none other than Hercules…. “Who. the. fuck. was. that?”

(( @scott-golden9 Dang, possessive much?

[gurugirl]

omg loved your blog. pls give me a lil spoiler of whats coming next

So... I've got a whole bunch of things coming. I looked through my drafts and documents and feel like this one is something I can share with you guys. I've got the story maybe halfway done and I've been working on it slowly for about 6 months. I don't know when I'll post it but you asked for a sneak peek for something so here's something to tide you over.

For context this is burlesque dancer!Y/n and rich CEO!Harry (this is a combination of requests I've received all in one story).

...

The sign read: 24-hour breakfast. $2.99 all-you-can-eat pancakes. The one she drove past every day.

She imagined slathering each stack with butter and syrup and surprising the staff when she went for seconds and thirds. Her stomach growled as she got into place behind the other girls and the music started. Bethany raised a brow at her when she heard it.

The routine was the same as the week before. They had a short break before they went back up and did another set. Y/n hadn’t been in such a good mood in weeks, knowing what was coming after the show. She was shaking with the anticipation of finally eating something of substance.

Like last week, the main dancers got to use the locker room first. Y/n and the others sat at the end of the bar and watched the guests leave as they chatted. They never got into anything too deep. Y/n wasn’t keen on telling the others about her situation. It was embarrassing. She was technically homeless and she was dirt broke. But Angelique had given them their checks and Y/n was more than happy to use it. She wouldn’t cash it that night because it was too late, but she planned on using her credit card to buy the $2.99 buffet pancakes. Maybe she’d splurge on eggs as well.

After showering and charging her phone she nearly skipped to her car. She parked strategically under a lamppost and noticed right away a man leaning on her front bumper.

“Excuse me?” She stopped halfway between the building and her car, ready to run back into the building if needed.

The man stood and she saw the chocolate curls of the British man she’d met the week before.

“Sorry! I thought I’d wait out here for you. I wanted to tell you that you did a great job in there,” he smiled kindly. That sweet smile, dimples and all.

Y/n let out the breath she’d been holding and finished walking toward her car. She figured she could trust Harry at this point.

“It’s okay. Just startled me a little to see someone leaning on my car. And, uh, thanks!”

She dug her keys out of her bag and walked next to Harry. He was taller than she thought. She hadn’t stood directly next to him before but now that he was only a few feet from her as she unlocked her car door she noticed it.

Harry pointed into her windshield, “I don’t mean to pry or anything, and you can tell me to fuck off if you want, but I noticed the blankets and pillows in the backseat. Is that… are you…?” Harry didn’t finish his sentence but Y/n knew what he was asking.

Normally she folded up the blankets and stuffed the pillows into the floorboards nicely but this morning she didn’t care. She’d been in such a good mood about the upcoming pancake dinner that she left it all strewn about.

She thought for a moment about how to answer. She looked down at her shoes and sighed, “Just temporary. It’s not a big deal,” she brushed it off.

Harry stayed quiet. But the longer he was silent the stranger it felt. Y/n looked back up at him and he was stoic. Deep in thought. Her stomach growled and she groaned. It was like if all the most embarrassing things in life could come out all at once in front of a handsome man it happened right then. She was hungry and homeless. That was the truth. And Harry was now aware of this fact.

Harry sighed and his face softened, “Look. I know it can get hard out here. But, let me buy you something to eat at least. I was hoping to chat with you anyway. Maybe we could just… I don’t know… get to know one another over a drink, or food. No pressure,” Harry was cautious. He knew he could be overstepping a little. But he probably felt it was necessary based on the circumstance he was now aware of.

Y/n shook her head, “That’s not necessary, Harry. I just got paid. I was going to buy myself something to eat. You really don’t need to…” The look on his face had her pausing her words. Harry’s brows were raised and the soft grin told her he wasn’t buying her I-don’t-need-your-help act.

“Fine. Then you buy yourself something to eat. Can I join you at least?”

And so that’s how she found herself at the dingy diner sitting across from Harry in a booth as she shoveled pancakes in her mouth. Harry ordered a coffee. Black.

Harry watched her for a bit as she scarfed down her first plate. Y/n tried to hold a conversation while eating but her body was on autopilot. She needed to eat. Harry could see that too.

When she finished the first plate she looked up at Harry. He was leaned back, comfortable in the booth with his arms crossed over his chest, an amused look on his face.

She licked her lips and sipped the orange juice before clearing her throat, “What?” She felt embarrassed. It was probably quite obvious to Harry what was going on.

“Nothing. Still hungry?” He smirked and leaned forward to the table, putting his forearms over the linoleum and clasped his hands together in front of him. He’d pushed his sleeves up to his elbows again and Y/n could make out the dark tattoos that went up one arm.

She breathed out a laugh at the question. Without a doubt, she was still hungry. She nodded, “I am. Yes. Is it okay if I grab another plate? Do… uh, do you want anything other than coffee?”

Harry shook his head and kept his eyes on hers, “I’m fine. I’ve eaten today. Go and get another plate, love. I’ll be right here.”

Y/n brought back another stack of pancakes with a handful of margarine butter packets and went to work to make her second plate as sugary, fattening, and calorific as possible.

“So, where are you from, Y/n?” Harry took a sip of his coffee, and Y/n saw him wince. She doubted the coffee was any good. Especially black. It was probably old and bitter and room temperature. But she appreciated that he was sitting with her and trying to fill the void of loneliness. Though she would have been fine to sit and eat her pancakes in silence.

“Bible belt. Nowhere,” she kept her eyes on her meal, drizzling the maple-flavored syrup over the top.

Harry laughed, “I see. Okay. So, why are you here in Nevada? Big dreams of becoming a famous dancer?”

Y/n shoved a forkful into her mouth and shook her head, putting her finger up as she chewed. Another sip of her orange juice and she finally responded, “No. I needed a change of scenery. I am a dancer. Well, I have a bachelor’s in dance. I’m not a professional or anything. It was sort of a whim, but a good one. There was nothing keeping me back home. What about you Harry? Where are you from? How did you get here?” She tried to change the subject from herself to him.

She ate while Harry told her his story. He was born in Manchester and got a business degree in London and then moved to California when he was in his mid-twenties after being offered a job at a private equity firm.

After a couple of years at the firm he and a close friend of his decided on opening up their own business, a startup. Which turned out to be quite profitable early on. Harry was a managing partner and owner of a wealth management group specifically for entertainment companies. Like burlesque clubs. Like Haute Baude. The owner, Richard, hired Harry as his wealth management agent years ago and they grew close.

Y/n knew next to nothing about the finance world so she just nodded and hummed along, “Wow. So, you’re doing well. A successful businessman,” she smiled and licked her fork clean.

Harry chuckled and tilted his head to the side, “I guess so. You’re impressive too, you know. It was brave to come out here all by yourself.”

There was a bit of quiet after he spoke those words. Y/n smiled down at her empty plate and then looked up at Harry. His coffee cup was empty.

“And you’re cute,” Harry spoke the words quietly but he kept his eyes on hers.

Y/n set her fork down and kept her eyes on the handsome man, squinting at him in question. She didn’t know how to respond. He hadn’t really been flirting with her, that she could tell, but she was aware of the way he was looking at her. How when she’d take a bite he’d watch her lips move and he kept licking his own lips.

“Sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that,” Harry said but he didn’t hide his smile well when he pulled his lips into his mouth, that reaction only drew his dimples in deeper and it made Y/n smile and laugh.

She shook her head and looked down. His eyes were getting to her. His intense gaze was alluring. Harry was charming and handsome. She didn’t know what his intentions were but he seemed nice at least.

When Harry remained quiet for a beat longer than was comfortable Y/n looked back up at him. She couldn’t help but smile back at his expression and she laughed, “It’s okay. You haven’t been obnoxious or anything. I just… I’m a mess and hearing that threw me off a bit.”

“What do you mean you’re a mess?” Harry asked.

“I mean, well, come on… you saw my car. And here I am buying $2.99 all-you-can-eat buffet pancakes at 2 am the moment I get a paycheck. I’m… down on my luck a little. But I think things are better now. For one, my tummy’s full,” Y/n smiled shyly. She hated that this successful man was privy to her misfortune, but he felt trustworthy.

Harry shook his head, “Not a mess. Just a victim of circumstance. Are you sleeping in your car tonight?” He raised his brows in question.

Y/n looked to the corner of the room and breathed out a huff of breath and pursed her lips as she nodded before looking back at Harry with a shrug, “Have nowhere else to go.”

[liaromancewriter]

Day One (2/6)

Series Premise: What happened when Cassie met Sienna? Small moments that defined their friendship.

Book: Open Heart Characters: Cassie Valentine (F!MC), Sienna Trinh Rating/Category: Teen. Fluff. Words: 1,140 TW: Mention of minor character death

Catch up: Part 1

A/N: Submission for @choicesficwriterscreations You Go Girls event, and to @aprilchallenge prompt "laughter".

The penthouse apartment at the edge of Boston’s Beacon Hill neighborhood was quiet. Too quiet. Sienna Trinh glanced around the empty living room and kitchen. She thought how strange the apartment felt without Cassie Valentine in it.

From day one, she and Cassie had felt an instant connection as roomies. Sharing confidences and midnight snacks when neither could sleep. Baking cookies on a Sunday morning while the others slept in. Unwinding after a long day with a binge session of trashy reality TV shows and popcorn.

This apartment had become a home in the past year and a half. A refuge from the hard choices they faced as residents.

Eight months ago, Sienna had almost abandoned her dream of becoming a doctor. The realities of medicine were too harsh, even more so now with everything they’d been through.

In the space of forty-eight hours, Sienna had lost a dear friend to a senseless poison attack, watched another fall into a coma and urged her best friend to fight with everything she had. Except for a brief moment, Cassie hadn’t let despair derail her determination to live.

She closed her eyes and sighed deeply. It was late, and she should be asleep. She was working a double shift starting tomorrow, which was brutal without proper rest. But she knew sleep was the farthest thing from her mind right now. What she needed was her bestie.

Sienna wanted Cassie here, in this apartment that represented everything safe and good and right in their lives. Not in a sterile hospital room with machines beeping at all hours and the acerbic smell of antiseptic that permeated the walls.

An idea formed, and before she could talk herself out of it, Sienna marched into the bedroom to set everything into motion.

Almost an hour later, Sienna ducked inside the staff entrance, reflecting on how different Edenbrook was at night. The access to the Emergency Department and ambulance bay were always busy, but this part of the building was quieter. Most residents on the night shift were either on the floor or in the on-call room.

She first dropped her bag in the resident’s locker room, clipped her hospital ID on the lapel of her cardigan and then took the elevator to the medicine floor.

Visiting hours were long over, thought Sienna, but there were distinct advantages of working in a hospital. The nurse on duty would just assume she was on shift and checking on a patient. And that’s precisely what happened.

Not wanting to disturb Cassie if she was asleep, Sienna creaked open the door and popped her head through the crack. The ceiling lights were on low, and adjusting her eyes took a few seconds.

Sienna smiled when she saw Cassie was awake and thrumming her fingers against her stomach, as she did when she was bored.

“Want some company?” she called out.

“Hey! What are you doing here?” Cassie smiled in welcome, pressing the button to raise the back of the hospital bed.

Sienna entered, gently closing the door behind her, and placed a carry-on bag at the foot of the bed.

“I come bearing gifts. If you’re in the mood, of course,” she added quickly. “I can come back tomorrow if you’re tired.”

“Don’t you dare!” Cassie warned. “But, you’re not allowed to ask how I’m doing. Deal?”

Sienna pursed her lips as if considering, and then she grinned. “Deal!”

“I didn’t see you all day,” Cassie commented as Sienna pulled the visitor’s chair closer. “My parents were here earlier. I wanted them to meet you.”

“I’m sorry,” Sienna said. “I know Max wanted Twin Time, so I made myself scarce. And then I got busy with patients. I’m on the ICU floor this week.”

“It’s not a complaint, Si,” Cassie assured her. “I missed you, that’s all.”

She glanced curiously at the bag at the foot of the bed. “I’m dying to know what’s inside.”

“Well…” Sienna beamed and unzipped the bag, reaching inside with all the dramatic flair of Elijah’s unboxing videos. “I asked myself, if I had to stay in a hospital room, what would make that tolerable?”

Cassie gasped when Sienna pulled out her favorite nightgown. It was black silk with a scooped neckline and trimmed with lace. The matching robe followed.

“I can’t tell you how much I hate this hospital gown,” Cassie murmured, hugging the folded gown and robe to her chest like a teddy bear. “I’m going to get changed. Right now.”

She shoved the covers aside and climbed out of bed. Cassie waved away Sienna’s concern as she held on to the bed’s guardrail for a minute, letting her tired leg muscles adjust to gravity.

Cassie straightened once she had her bearings and carefully walked into the attached bath.

Sienna waited near the bathroom door in case her friend called for help, but Cassie returned a few minutes later with a pep in her step. Still, Sienna could see she was out of breath and helped her back into bed.

“What else?” Cassie asked, rubbing her hands in excitement.

Sienna pulled out an emergency make-up kit and portable mirror and set them on the tray trolley in front of Cassie. She also showed her the curling iron but didn’t remove it from the bag.

“Si!” Cassie exclaimed loudly before lowering her voice. “Omigod! You’re a miracle worker. A saint. They should name buildings after you.”

Sienna cheerily winked, grinning at the happiness on her bestie’s face. She still remembered how Cassie had looked in that room, sunken eyes, face drawn, a sense of defeat threatening to ruin everything.

“I mean, I know Ethan’s seen me at my worst, but I felt haggard every time he came to check on me,” Cassie said, unzipping the make-up bag and removing a few essentials. “Max just doesn’t get the life-affirming qualities of a good concealer and pretty lip gloss.”

“I know Max knows you best. But, as wonderful as he is, he’s still a guy.” Sienna shook her head in mock dismay. “And therefore clueless about what women truly need.”

Sienna rolled her eyes, and they both giggled. Soon they were doubled over in laughter, unable to stop even as they sucked in air.

“He tries his best,” Cassie said, wiping at the tears spiking her eyelashes. “Bless his heart.”

She held out the foundation to Sienna. “I know it’s the middle of the night, but I don’t want to wait till morning to feel like myself. Will you help me? My hands are still a bit shaky. The after-effects of everything, I suppose.”

Sienna sat down on the side of the bed and helped her friend feel like herself again. Later, she would think it was the best sleepover of her life, but thankfully not the last she would share with her best friend.

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[pulisicz]

lavender haze - christian pulisic

i feel the lavender haze creeping up on me

summary - you are the sister of the infamous taylor swift. you have always been known as the “good girl” and upholding an innocent reputation. while traveling with your sister on tour, you cross paths with a certain soccer player while in london.

pairing - christian pulisic x fem!reader

song inspo - lavender haze (taylor swift)

warnings! - a little bit of strong language

word count - 2.5k

note - i have no idea why i wrote this if i’m being completely honest

part two

-

you woke up around 7 am, only about two hours left in your flight. you get up to find your sister who is somewhere on the plane.

it was your first time going on tour with taylor, and you weren't used to the whole private plane situation, being able to get up whenever. you had never really been in the public eye like her. sure you had a level of status and paparazzi was invested in your life, but nothing near what your sister deals with.

you walked closer to the front of the plane to find your sister wide awake and going her makeup. you looked to the other side of the plane to find joe still fast asleep.

"you're up early". she said as she continued putting on mascara.

it was true, you weren't very much of an "early bird". you liked to take your time waking up in the morning, and oyu often woke up around 10 am, never anywhere near 7 am, but you wanted to make sure you were up a little earlier to give yourself some time to wake up more before you landed.

you took a seat across from taylor and scrolled on instagram as she finished her make up.

"so, you excited to go to london?"

you put your phone down to look up at your sister.

"of course! the only time i've gone was for that one school trip in like freshman year. i'm excited that i can actually see the stuff i want to this time, and no have to follow an itinerary".

you and your sister sat in silence, mindlessly scrolling on your phones, and around 8 am joe finally woke up. his hair looked a mess, which earned a giggle out of you and taylor.

-

training finished a little earlier than scheduled, which of course, none of the boys were complaining.

"hey chris, wanna go to a bar tonight?" mason proposed.

"ben and reece are going, and we're also trying to get joao to go. you in?"

christian hadn't gone out in a few weeks and thought it was long overdue for a night out with the boys.

"yeah, i'm in. just let me know what time you guys are thinking".

"sick, okay".

mason and christian dabbed each other up and finished packing up their stuff from the locker room.

-

the plane was about to land, and as much and you liked the ride, you were ready to get on the ground. you were just so eager to explore the city. you had the whole day to do so, which made you giddy.

"calm down y/n, we land in like 10 minutes". taylor said, laughing a little bit at your eagerness. you couldn't sit still, it was like the most important thing in your life was about to happen. you had never been more excited for anything in your life. well, that might be on over-exaggeration, but to say you were excited was an understatement.

the plane finally landed, and you were the first one out the door, thanking the pilots and staff.

"finally here!"

-

having a chill day was just what christian needed. early training days were nice because that meant the boys had the rest of the day to do whatever they wanted. christian had gone out to but things from the grocery, and got to go see a movie, something he rarely did.

it was about 3 pm, and he was on his couch reading a book. mason had said 6 pm, so christian still had a good 2 and a half hours before he needed to start getting ready.

it was moments like these that christian loved. quiet moments, where he could sit and read, not thinking about anything else.

-

after a full day exploring, you were ready to get back to the hotel. it was only around 3 pm, but a whole day outside was more than enough for you. joe and proposed the idea of going to a bar for dinner and drinks later, which sounded amazing at the moment, but all you wanted to do was lay in your bed and read. you started the shatter me series, which was addicting to read.

time moved faster than you would have liked and before you knew it, it was 5 pm. they were planning to leave for the bar at around 6:15 pm they could get there at around 6:30, so you started getting ready. you didn't want to rush herself, and took your time.

you finished getting ready at around 5:50 pm, which gave you some time to spare, which you of course used to read.

ready? taylor texted, letting you know that she and joe were probably already in the hotel lobby.

yup, on my way down

-

the second christian got to the bar, he was greeted by his friends.

"there you are, mate! thought you would never show". reece yelled, acting like he was just so late. it was only like 6:09, not even a full 10 minutes late.

christian got a beer and joined his friends at a booth while they waited to order food.

"i was not in the mood to come earlier, but jesus, i'm hungry".

"yeah me too, i'll go flag down a waiter so we can get our order in".

just as mason leaves to get a waiter, people start crowding the front door.

"what the hell is going on?" christian asks, while trying to peer around their booth.

the insane crowd of people made it hard to see. the boys regained their focus back when mason walked over with a waiter.

"what can i get you all?"

-

as you arrived at the bar, you were met with a crowd of people.

great.

you had gone the whole day without crowds of people or paparazzi, but of course that streak to be ruined.

all good things come to and end i guess.

"just ignore the, lets go find a table. booth good?" your sister acts.

you always looked up to her, especially now and how she deals with all of the fame and crowds of people. you have to deal with it on a certain level, but never to the degree that she does, and you find it more than impressing. while trying to find a table you spot some familiar soccer player.

they play for chelsea! at least i think so.

you didn't know much about soccer, but you knew of some players, and considering your friend kendall is good friends with neymar jr, you knew a good amount.

you brushed the soccer guys out of your mind, only focusing on how hungry you were.

you got a nice booth in the corner of the bar. it was sort of hidden away from everyone, but you were still able to see the entire bar.

a waiter finally came to your table and you were more than happy.

"what can i get you guys?"

you spoke up first, eager to get your order in.

"i'll get a guinness, and then a cheese burger, american cheese, with french fries".

taylor gave you a shocked and puzzled look, but didn't say anything.

"i will have a cheese burger with provolone cheese and chips, thank you" joe said, putting an enphasis on chips as he looked at you.

ever since you met joe, the two of you had a running joke about fries vs chips, and the joke never went away.

taylor had gotten the same thing as you, and the waiter finished writing before walking back to give to order to the kitchen.

"y/n, what the hell, why did you get a beer?"

so that's what that face was about

"tay, i'm 23, not 5"

whenever you went out with your sister, you had never really gotten alcohol, and she still viewed you as this little girl, so whenever you showed any ounce of maturity, she simply denied it.

after about 20 minutes, your food was finally brought out, along with your drinks. you downed the burger faster than both joe and taylor, so you decided to hit the dance floor to pass the time, and now that you had some food in your body, you were feeling 10 times for energetic.

-

after christian had finished his food he walked over with mason to the dance floor. if there was one thing you needed to know about christian and mason, it was that they would never pass up an opportunity to dance.

christian and mason lost each other, and christian eventually found a girl to dance with. she was quiet a bit shorter than him, around 5'4" maybe.

after about one song, the music cut out. one of the bartenders said that they would try and figure out the problem as soon as possible.

"wanna get a drink?" christian offered. the girl nodded and they made their way over the the bar.

-

to your surprise, christian came up to you and asked to dance. how ironic. you of course could pass up the offer, and grabbed his hand. your back was pressed up against his chest, with his hand around your waist. you were enjoying yourself, until the music cut out. after the bartender said they would try fixing it, christian offered to go to the bar and get some drinks. how could you pass that up?

christian guided you to the bar with his hand still on your waist. you took a seat and was immediately met with the bartender asking you what you wanted to drink. you ordered another beer, to which christian ordered the same thing.

it was surprisingly not awkward between the two of you. you had realized you didn't introduce yourself, so you made sure to do so.

"i'm y/n by the way".

christian looked to you and gave you a smile.

god his smile was charming. you took a second to really look at his features. everything suited him so well, he was more than attractive.

"i'm christian".

he gave you a wink, and then the bartender came over with your beers.

the two of you chatted for a good two hours, before joe came over to tell you that it was time to leave. you sighed and told him you would be right out.

"looks like i gotta leave."

christian gave a little pout before taking out his phone.

"here, can i get your number?"

you gave him a smile and took his phone to put in your number.

"i'll see you around, y/n".

and with that you got up and caught up to joe and taylor.

-

christian sat there pleased before realizing who had come to get you.

was that fucking joe alwyn?

◯︎

the next morning christian woke up is a massive headache. he and his teammates had stayed out way too late, and he drank more than he should've.

even after all those drinks, christian still managed to remember you. after christian had gotten the chance to wake up a little more, he texted you.

hey, it's christian

this might be a long shot, but do you want to maybe go out to lunch?

christian sat there, anxiously waiting for a response. he knew it was very possible for you to still be in bed considering it was only 9 AM, but there was still a chance you would be up. christian turned on the tv to pass the time, letting his phone go dim while he focused on whatever show was on.

about 5 minutes later, christian's phone lit up.

y/n: yeah, that'd be nice! what time were you thinking?

christian picked up his phone and read over your text, and then read it over again to make sure he wasn't going crazy.

christian: how about 12-ish?

he waited for a response, and patiently looked at the three little dots that appeared on his screen.

y/n: 12 sounds great.

christian liked the message and then gave the address of his apartment.

christian: there is this really good place about 10 minutes walk from my apartment if you just want to meet me here.

you liked his text, leaving christian to his thoughts. he subconsciously started playing out how the lunch with you would go. christian never really go nervous for dates, especially something as casual as this, but you were different. he couldn't place his finger on it just yet, though.

◯︎

you called taylor to let her know that would be out in case she needed you for anything.

"a date? y/n, we haven't even been here two full days, how the fuck did you find someone to go on a date with?"

you weren't going to give her a straight answer, so you just brushed over the details.

"it's just this guy. it's super casual. i'll be back by like 2 okay. love you".

before taylor could protest even more, you hung up the phone. you touched up your makeup one last time before heading out of your hotel room.

you had gotten an uber to christian's apartment, and texted him that you were here.

christian: come on up to my apartment

and with that you headed to his apartment. once you got to his door you gave it a knock. he opened the door, and you tried your hardest not to blush. he wasn't even wearing anything nice, just a simple pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt, and a silver chain. he might have been wearing the most basic outfit, but it looked so good on him.

christian was the first person to break the silence.

"hey".

"hey".

"so shall we get going?"

you gave him a nod, and you stepped aside as christian stepped out of his door, locking it behind him.

on your way to the restaurant, taylor had called you.

"y/n, are you on your little date yet?"

"yeah i am, what do you want, taylor".

of course she had to call you while on your date, if that's what you can even call this. it was technically a date, but you felt like it was more casual than a date.

"just letting you know that you need to be ready to leave for the venue at around 5 PM, okay? joe said you and him can grab an uber, sound good?"

you agreed and hung up the phone.

"i'm sorry, that was my sister. we have plans tonight and she was making sure i didn't forget". you said with a little laugh.

christian nodded, and the two of you continued your conversation, before christian got a phone call.

"mason, i'm a little busy right now, but what do you need?"

"i know, it's at kai's house, i didn't forget. yeah okay. i gotta go, but i promise i'll be there. bye"

christian hung up his phone and sighed.

"sorry, just mates of mine. i too have plans tonight, and they were just reminding me for the hundredth time".

before the two of you knew it, you were at the restaurant, finally.

-

knowing joe alwyn, and a sister named taylor? you gotta be fucking kidding me, right?

-

mason and kai? so he most definitely does play for chelsea.

note - i did not mean for this to be so long, so i do have a part 2, which is linked at the top of this page. so sorry this is unnecessarily long

[kresnikcest]

V pls tell me abt the crossdressing cd

SO THE CROSSDRESSING CD. (yes i'm a week late, school is exhausting)

Now. mind you. this is probably not canon. like 99% not canon. definitely not.

you can listen along here, which I highly recommend tbh. My recap is based on a now-deleted CN fansub by user shinro (I did try to check JP definitions in some places but definitely do not take me as a reasonable source and I did localise some things).

CW for the typical stuff you'd expect out of a forced crossdressing-and-getting-hit-on gag from a decade ago. also extremely one-sided parent/child flirting but neither party knows they're related.

okay so, the party (Ludger, Elle, Jude, Leia, Alvin, Rowen, Elize and Teepo) enter a new FD and find themselves in a locker room. They gradually deduce that they're in a women's locker room in Spirius, and are almost caught by two female employees, but Leia gets the guys to hide behind the door, and then lies to the employees that she's accompanying Elle and Elize for a Rieze Maxian goodwill visit, but they forgot Teepo and were coming back to grab him.

The employees fangirl a little over Teepo because Fractured Ludger in this dimension is a popular agent who wears a suit with a similar design to Teepo. Somehow, Fractured Ludger is still in debt in this world, so his nickname is "the Prince of debt". Prime Ludger is not happy about this.

Fractured Ludger normally doesn't visit the HQ, except for today. The employees start worrying about being able to meet him before the groupies get to him, and Elle leverages the party "knowing" Vera to keep them quiet about them being there. The employees leave them alone to go try and see Ludger.

Rowen figures that since Fractured Ludger is a celebrity here, Prime Ludger will naturally draw attention, and since they're in a women's locker room, which is conveniently empty bc all the female agents are off trying to meet with Ludger... obviously the only solution is to dress Ludger like a girl.

Jude and Alvin immediately abandon Ludger to his fate, while Leia and Elize are very happy to help Rowen.

leia: rowen, i finally found a makeup bag. rowen: thank you very much, leia. leia: i also found a wig and a sewing kit. rowen: that's perfect, place it here and we'll get started. ludger: can someone please stop rowen? elle! elle, you don't want to see me crossdress, right? elle: i... ludger: exactly, you don't want to see that happen! rowen, how about we find some other-- elle: i want pictures!

Short time skip, everyone is super impressed with Rowen and Leia and Elize's work. Ludger is too tired to argue.

(Ludger's outfit is described as a long pink dress and a white shawl, and a tied up wig. Elize also manicured his hands. You can see it in fan art 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6. Yes I have these links saved.)

Anyway, Ludger now sufficiently disguised, the party leaves the locker room. Well not before Elle gets her pictures.

elle: let's take a picture! ludger, give me your ghs! ludger: you were serious?! elle: is that bad...? ludger: uh. ugh... fine. elle: yay! now to open the camera... *snap* elle: got it! and next... ludger: do you really need to keep taking pictures? elle: i want to make it your lockscreen! ludger: stop it! give it back! elle: no! if i give it back you're just going to delete it! until we get back to the prime dimension, i'll take care of your ghs! ludger: elle...

Ludger decides they need to get out of the Spirius building first to find the Catalyst.

elle: ludger! it's so rare to see you this pretty, you should sound the part too! alvin: she's right, you have to act like a proper lady. ludger: you should act like it's none of your business! elize: but, we put so much effort into our preparations... ludger: ugh. *falsetto* i understand. is that better? jude: ludger, look out! ludger: uh, i'm sorry-- niisa... julius: ah, pardon me. hm? you are... outside personnel, aren't you? this floor is forbidden to unauthorised staff. ludger: uh. that's right, my apologies, julius-san.

(obligatory fan art.)

Leia lies that they forgot something in the building. Julius says they should have asked the management for help, to which Rowen and Jude say someone did help them, but then they got lost after finding it.

julius: still, that's strange... and this young miss here seemed like she recognised me. ludger: but you're a famous agent! julius: famous? ludger: er... everyone says you're great! elize: and um, we really were only here to get my doll... teepo: there's nothing strange about that~ julius: that doll... but of course. whenever he comes to visit the company, there's always people trying to sneak in like this. ludger: um... julius: you must be fans of ludger, aren't you?

Elize denies it and Teepo says that Ludger is copying him, but Julius just tells them they don't need to deny it that strongly. Ludger begrudgingly agrees in his regular tone of voice, so Alvin covers up for him and pretends he said it 😂 Julius doesn't seem to believe him... but...

julius: never mind, after seeing the face of this beautiful young lady, i won't question you any further. ludger: what.

Actually, he'll take them all to the front door, and he'd like to talk to fem!Ludger specifically... Don't worry, he only wants to know fem!Ludger's feelings about his little brother, nothing else. It's an older brother thing.

While Ludger suffers in the background, Jude and Leia remark that Fractured Julius has the unexpected temperament of a sister-in-law. (And yes that gender is right, they say 小姑).

Alvin wonders if Julius has figured out this is Ludger crossdressing, but Julius casually talks about how he had told Fractured Ludger he could help with his debt, but that Fractured Ludger had insisted on taking care of it himself. Ludger continues suffering in the background.

Julius explains that the job Fractured Ludger got was testing out products in the Suprisingly-Super-Convenient-Goods room (it's a room in Spirius you can visit in-game). They have a tendency to explode.

Anyway, it turns out the reason why Fractured Ludger is super popular is because of one of the SSCG room's inventions, a suit that's meant to soothe people's nerves and let them do the best they can. Everyone who wears that suit, no matter the person, have become incredibly popular, Fractured Ludger included. Julius chalks up the party illegally trespassing in search of him to be the result of that suit.

So, he's kind of worried about the whole thing, since Fractured Ludger once ran away after getting his heart broken...

(Ludger is suffering in the foreground.)

They finally reach the ground floor, but Fractured Ludger's been grabbed by his fans and lost in the crowd. a young Spirius agent asks Julius for help. Julius explains the party are his guests and offers fem!Ludger the chance to meet Fractured Ludger. Prime Ludger understandably does not want to meet his own self he's supposedly crushing on, but Rowen and Leia cover for him by saying they just didn't know Ludger was that popular. Julius walks off to investigate the situation, leaving the young agent with the party.

julius: please, wait a moment here. i'll ask after checking out how things are going. employee: after? mr. julius, didn't you just agree to help-- and he's gone. elle: hey, oji-san! 20-something year old employee: "oji-san"... uh... what's up, kiddo? elle: are all the people here ludger's fans? employee: yep. elle: ludger's amazing...

The nameless not-ojisan agent dives into the crowd to help fish Fractured Ludger out, and immediately disappears into the crowd of fangirls.

The party catch sight of a purple aura in the crowd, and wonder at the sheer power of the Teepo-patterned suit... Then Jude asks if they're not just seeing the glow of a Divergence Catalyst?

ludger: the famous me is a divergence catalyst...  which means the future me could never be popular... elle: isn't this ludger only popular because of the suit? ludger: in other words, there's no way for me to be popular on my own merits.

Julius returns, and offers the back door of the building as a way for them to escape the crowd, and besides, fem!Ludger still wants to meet Fractured Ludger, right? Ludger says it feels different seeing how popular Fractured Ludger is, but Julius assures him it's just the effect of the suit, and it's a better effect than Ludger blowing up.

julius: ah, be careful not to walk into someone. ludger: what-- [ludger walks into someone] bisley: ah, pardon me. ludger: ah, no, i should be the one-- uh. jude: mr. bisley... julius: mr. president. what are you doing here?

It's Bisley, who's here to see the results of the SCCG's invention. Bisley asks who the party are, and Julius says they're his guests. Bisley wonders why it seems like they recognised him... Julius says it'd be odd if they didn't, considering he's the CEO. Bisley is still a bit suspicious... but...

bisley: never mind, after seeing the face of this beautiful young lady, i won't question you any further. jude: beautiful... alvin: ...young lady-- ludger: huh. you--you mean me? bisley: indeed. if you don't mind, allow me to guide you out of the building instead of julius. ludger: n... no, i wouldn't dare trouble the president of the company to act as a guide. bisley: don't be so courteous, i'd like to know more about you. ludger: *suffering* julius: please, stop it, you're confusing her. bisley: you truly are a most elegant young lady. ludger: no, i uh... actually i was interested in ludger...

(obligatory fanart)

The young not-ojisan agent from earlier finally retrieves Fractured Ludger from the crowd, and balks a little at the presence of the CEO. The party ascertains for sure that the suit is the Divergence Catalyst, so Rowen sets up a distraction by pretending to feel faint, and he and Jude and Alvin retreat to another room.

Fractured Ludger asks what the party were saying about his suit, and explains that he wants to change the design. Teepo objects that he can't change the pattern, so Fractured Ludger figures he'll just change the colour then, then asks what the party are there for. Leia says they're here to see the Prince.

fractured ludger: they call me the prince but it's "the prince of debt". it's not really a nice nickname to hear. and this beautiful young lady is...? ludger: huh. me? fractured ludger: have we met before? ludger: maybe... every day in front of the mirror. fractured ludger: hm? i'm sorry, i didn't hear what you just said. ludger: i was just saying you have the wrong impression, i'm from rieze maxia after all. bisley: rieze maxia, you say? then you must be a part of the goodwill delegation? ludger: y-yes! bisley: i had no idea, if i had known a lady like you would be attending the goodwill party, i would have certainly gone myself. ludger: mr. president, you flatter me-- bisley: it's no flattery ludger: *suffering* (how much longer do you guys need, save me already!)

The fire alarm goes off. They speculate something exploded in the SSCG room. Bisley takes Julius to meet with security (I think) to evacuate the crowd, and instructs Fractured Ludger to evacuate the employees. Prime Ludger offers to take the suit off of Fractured Ludger so its powers won't interfere with the evacuation. Fractured Ludger relents, and also says that fem!Ludger's safety is more important than some suit, and to get to safety first.

Rowen, Jude, and Alvin return, having created a smoking mist and then pulled the fire alarm. Spirius has already evacuated the room, leaving them all alone with the Divergence Catalyst.

Jude asks if Ludger isn't going to change clothes, since with the Key of Kresnik, he's going to return to the Prime Dimension still dressed the way he is. Ludger panics and demands his clothes back from Elle's bag. Rowen laments the self-consciousness of youth, and Ludger asks if Rowen would be comfortable if Gaius saw him crossdressing. Rowen replies that (I think) whatever shame he feels would be accompanied by the knowledge of his skills at disguise. Jude says (I think) that whatever anyone's preferences for crossdressing, it's still embarrassing to be seen by others.

Ludger changes back and destroys the Catalyst. They return to the Prime Dimension.

leia: but ludger, you were really so pretty! like a model! you were even popular with julius and bisley! teepo: and you were popular with Fractured Ludger too! ludger: i'm not happy being popular with guys. and it seems like nova still rejected me anyway... elle: but i used ludger's ghs to take some pictures! leia: that's right! we still have pictures! elle: ta-da! elize: ludger's so pretty~ teepo: he's like a supermodel! ludger: delete that already! elle: no way! it was so hard taking such pretty pictures, deleting them would be a waste! elize: ludger, could you send those pictures to my ghs? teepo: if you don't, we'll call you "the prince of debt"! ludger: spare me already...

Rowen says he needs them for future reference. Ludger is adamant nothing like this is happening again.

rowen: you never know what might happen. haven't you heard of the saying about "covering all your bases"? ludger: in that case, shouldn't everyone be prepared to crossdress? alvin: i can’t. rowen: i can’t either. ludger: how can you be so sure?! rowen: because i have a beard. alvin: because i grew a beard. ludger: a beard... jude: ludger... what are you looking at me for? ludger: nothing... maybe i'll just grow a beard too...

[lunathegalacticwolf]

Here's the school rules in my Baldi AU.

Warning: Unsettling stuff, a lot of words

1. Always knock 3 times before entering Baldi's office. If someone knocks back, it's not Baldi, it's the kidnapper.

2. If the kidnapper is in Baldi's office, don't enter the office. This was the mistake the principal made and we still haven't found his eyes.

3. If Chalkles is on a chalkboard, but his face is turned upside down, tell the principal and he'll burn the chalkboard. It's not really Chalkles, it's a trap.

4. If you enter a classroom and any furniture was turned upside down, grab the notebook and never enter that room again.

5. ALWAYS get the map from Johnny's store. If you can't afford it, stay near Baldi. If you have the map and you find a room that's not on the map, NEVER enter the room.

6. If you hear Dr. Reflex crying in a room, knock on the door 3 times. If you hear a voice tell you to come in, do not enter. Only enter if the sobs continue with no verbal response.

7. Never, EVER look at the ceiling. The ceiling might look back at you.

9. Sometimes Johnny will be missing. If you go to Johnny's shop and he isn't there, leave the shop immediately. It is a trap.

8. If Mrs. Pomp tells you to come to her class, only go if she gives a specific time limit. If she doesn't give a specific time limit, it's a trap created by the kidnapper.

10. Mrs. Pomp always makes stomping noises when she's in her classroom. If it seems eerily quiet, do not enter the classroom.

11. If you need to go to the bathroom, ask Baldi, Mrs. Pomp, Gotta Sweep, Principal, or Dr. Reflex to take you there. If they take you to one that's far away from Baldi's office, run away and hide in a locker until the voices stop.

12: If the lights within the school seem to be flickering rapidly, stay as close as possible to Baldi until the lights stop flickering.

13. If you see a pitchfork in the wall or in the ground, pull out your walkie talkie and call Baldi, Dr. Reflex, or the principal immediately. Something is trying to cull you into a trap... and it's NOT the kidnapper. What is this creature? Well... that's for rule 14.

14. If you hear anyone's voice in the shadows, DO NOT go there. That is a creature of nightmares; the CopyCat. It's a trap to lure in its deadly clutches and it can use anyone's voice... including your own voice...

15. If you hear breathing inside of a classroom, but no one is in there, leave the room immediately. Do not return unless Dr. Reflex is with you.

16. If you see a locker that is open for no good reason, calmly close it and leave the hallway immediately. Do not return to that hallway unless a staff member is with you and no matter how much you want to, NEVER look inside of it.

17. If Baldi tells you to go to the library, ask him to go with you. If he accepts, go to the library. However, if he declines, do NOT under any circumstances go to the library.

18. If you're sick and need medicine, ask Dr. Reflex to get it for you. If he gives it to you right then and there, do NOT accept it. It is the kidnapper trying to trick you. Only accept the medicine if he takes you to the infirmary first.

19. If the chalkboard Chalkles is on is sideways, calmly flip his chalkboard back to normal. If he comes off the chalkboard and starts pressing his face against you and giggling, let him do it. However, if he comes off and stares at you without moving, leave the classroom immediately. This is a trap set by the kidnapper.

20. Be mindful of trapped elevators. Always look down before entering an elevator. If you see a tripwire, do not enter that elevator and find another one.

21. If you enter a room and it begins to glitch or distort, do not panic. Grab the notebook, calmly leave, and find Baldi immediately. Null is trying to warn you about something non-verbally and you can't answer his warning directly.

22: If you hear the words "150 Points." coming from deep within the school halls, calmly ask Baldi to confirm the number of points you have. If he says you do NOT have 150 points or if he cannot be found, go hide in a locker ASAP.

23. Sometimes a classroom will be locked. Do not try to pick the lock under any circumstances. Dr. Reflex has the only key to the classroom.

24. In the event of a power outage, use your walkie talkie to contact Baldi for help. If you hear Baldi's voice, make your way safely to his office. If you hear Principal of the Thing's voice, do NOT go there. It is the CopyCat mimicking his voice.

25. If you hear a calm voice that's not anyone you recognize, don't panic and follow its instructions. While this entity doesn't really exist, it is trying to help you.

26. If you walk down a hallway and it never seems to end, do not turn back or continue walking. Calmly pull out your walkie talkie and call one of the staff members.

27. If you go to the bathroom, do NOT look in the mirror. It will not be your reflection staring back at you.

28. If a staff member's voice sounds unusually forced or strained, tell another staff member immediately. It is not who it seems to be...

29. If a chalkboard says that Baldi is gone, call Baldi immediately. If he tells you he's okay, leave the classroom immediately and never return to it. If there's no answer, run and find the principal. You can find Baldi together.

30. Do not under any circumstances try to enter the principal's office. There's a reason you always went to Baldi's office instead...

31. You may come across a computer room. Do NOT mess with the computers under any circumstances.

32. If Mrs. Pomp is being eerily quiet and following you, run away and find the principal. That is not who it seems...

33. If you find a notebook with your name written in it, do NOT turn the page. Find Gotta Sweep and he'll dispose of it.

34. If the phone in Baldi's office rings, do NOT answer the phone. Ask Baldi to do it instead. If he doesn't answer it and he seems eerily worried, then stay near him. It means something is out there...

35. Never help anyone that looks exactly like you, no matter how much they plead. It's always a trap.

36. Never answer a voice whispering "Wanna play?" It's not Playtime, she only talks at a normal volume. If you hear the whispers, ignore them and act as if you don't hear them.

37. If you see what looks like one of the staff members in a random hallway, but they are not moving, do NOT approach them. Hide in a locker until you see them leave the hallway.

38. If the lights turn off while you're in the bathroom, call Baldi immediately and stay in the bathroom until he arrives to get you.

39. If a bell rings seemingly with no source, stay near Baldi until the ringing stops.

40. If you hear footsteps behind you, don't turn around or run. Calmly keep walking and ignore it. If you find a staff member, stay close to them until the footsteps stop.

41. If you hear a door slowly creak open while you're in a bathroom stall, do not look under the door and stay quiet. Stay right where you are until a staff member comes to check on you. Don't get impatient and don't take an unnecessary risk.

42. If you hear an eerily cheerful voice calling your name over the intercom, do not respond to it no matter how innocent it sounds.

43. If you hear Dr. Reflex singing to himself, remain calm and listen closely to his words. If he says "look behind you" or anything similar, do NOT look behind you and leave the hallway immediately. It isn't who it seems...

44. If an unexplainable black puddle underneath a locker, do NOT go near that locker and stay close to Baldi until Gotta Sweep is able to clean it.

45. The vending machine will restock itself. We don't know why.

46: If your vision starts to distort or change rapidly, calmly tell Dr. Reflex. If he is unable to explain why you're like that, stay near him and stay calm. Do NOT panic. That's what the CopyCat wants...

47. If a staff member appears to be talking to nobody, do not approach them and do not listen to the "conversation."

48. If you see a dark figure staring at you from a classroom window, do not look at the figure. Proceed to hide somewhere.

49. If a staff member's face disappears or melts, stay away from them, but keep them in your line of sight. Go find Baldi as fast as possible, but keep watching the said faceless staff member.

50. If you see a strange skeletal-like hand, stay away from it. It is an extremely dangerous creature feared by everyone, including the kidnapper and even... the CopyCat.

51. If you see a red and white doll with button eyes in a room, no matter how much you want to, NEVER approach her. She will get angry.

52. You may get a sense of deja vu or a feeling that you've been in this school before. That could be because you have...

53. If you see a mirror in a classroom, look at it and count how many reflections there are. If you remember entering the room alone, the answer should be only one... Leave the room immediately if that isn't the case.

54. If you see a room with boarded windows, do NOT enter that room alone. It targets its victims only if they're alone...

55. Sometimes, a classroom will suddenly lose power, becoming pitch black. Do not enter this classroom.

56. If you hear a faint, yet echoing sound of someone laughing, do not respond to it. It's not a staff member.

57. If you are alone and encounter the CopyCat, stay calm and find Principal Of The Thing.

58. If you hear a faint sound of a toy duck quacking, go back the way you came.

59. If you hear random voices mumbling at different frequencies, try to cover your ears and find Baldi.

60. If a beaker of a green substance starts to bubble in the science room, leave the room immediately and tell Dr. Reflex.

61. If you hear a strange banging sound coming from a locker, do NOT investigate the locker to see what the cause of this sound is.

62. If you suddenly feel a sense of dizziness or lightheadedness, rest your head on a wall and calm down until your head feels normal again. If the dizziness persists, seek help from one of the staff members.

63. If you see a child's drawing of a clown on the wall, back away slowly and find the nearest classroom.

64. If you walk into Johnny's store, but his skin is nearly pitch white, leave the store immediately. That is a trap.

65. If you walk into a classroom and there is a candle that's been lit, leave the room and never go back.

66. If you see an entity that you think might be the CopyCat, but you see a skeletal hand on the ground, it is... the Corrupted Entity. The CopyCat never gets down on all fours other than to study his prey or to rest...

67. If the principal speaks to you, but his dialogue is backwards, run, hide, and quietly call any of the staff members. That is NOT who it seems to be. That is Johnston (aka the Corrupted Entity).

68. If you hear a piano playing from far away, do not search the halls for its exact source of origin. Stay in a classroom, lock the door and keep your ears covered.

69. If you see a clock suddenly stop ticking, leave the room immediately and find Baldi.

70. If you hear a sudden high-pitched ring in your ear, do not panic and cover your ears. It will subside after awhile.

71. If you spot a small, white shape moving fast in a classroom, do not look at it. It's not Skribblez or Squiglez, it's a trap.

72. If you see footsteps that lead to a dark hallway, but have no footprints leading out, do not follow the footsteps.

73. If you enter the library and everything is silent except for a cold breeze, leave and find Baldi.

74. If you start to feel something breathing on your neck at random times, find Baldi.

75. If you see a classroom with a blackboard that has a phrase on it that constantly replays, don't go into that classroom ever again.

76. If you're in a classroom and you hear knocking on the door, do not answer the door. Keep yourself hidden under a desk in the back of the room. None of the staff members knock, so it's not them...

77. If you hear a faint sound of a child saying "Mama" from the girls' bathroom, stay away from that bathroom at all costs.

78. If you hear a student mumbling to themselves in a classroom when there are no other students in the classroom, do not investigate. That is Johnston.

79. If you see a classroom with a single black desk in the middle of the room, leave the room immediately and don't return ever again.

80. If the entire school suddenly feels extremely cold, but the heater is still on, stay calm and find Gotta Sweep. He'll deal with it.

81. If you hear a high-pitched screech out in the halls, run back to a classroom and cover your ears.

82. If you see a student running around all by themselves, do not try to interact with them. It's likely one of the ghosts of the school, and it's best to leave them be.

83. If you see a student walking into a classroom that you do not recognize, do not follow the student into the classroom. Avoid that classroom entirely.

84. If you see blood on the floor, avoid going into that hallway. It's another trap.

85. If you hear whispering coming from the other side of a door, do not open the door or listen in on what the voices are saying.

86. you hear multiple desks scraping against the floor at the same time, find somewhere to hide and try to stay as quiet as you can.

87. If you hear a distant phone ringing within the halls, do not search for the source of the ringing.

88. If you see a chair suddenly tipping over in the distance, stay still and see if anything else happens, and keep an eye on the chair.

89. If you hear multiple voices whispering "I know what you did," find somewhere to hide, and stay hidden until the voices stop.

90. If you walk into a dark hallway and see a bright light at the end of it, do not approach the light.

91. If you see multiple chairs and desks floating in the air in a classroom, go to the previous classroom immediately and close the door behind you. Do not investigate the source.

92. If you see a shadow of a child suddenly running away behind you, avoid looking behind to see who it is.

93. If you hear a child laughing coming from an open door, don't look into the room. Ignore the laughter and keep moving.

94. If you see a painting on a wall of a child smiling, don't look at it for too long.

95. If you see a classroom that has glowing red eyes in the dark, avoid that classroom at all costs, and do not go near it.

96. If you hear whispering that gets louder and closer to you, hide in a classroom until the whispering is no longer heard.

97. If you see a door with a bloody handprint on the handle, do not open the door and stay as far away from it as you can.

98. If you hear a sudden high-pitched laughing ringing in your ears, cover your ears and keep moving.

99. If you hear faint footsteps coming from above the ceiling, go to Baldi's classroom as fast as you can.

100. If you see a small pile of broken pencils on a floor, DO NOT touch them no matter what.

I know there's a lot, but I think it's sinister.

[silentcartoonist2018]

Sample of Chapter four of my Epilogue AU

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*SPLASH*

“Hah…….huff……..Huh??”

A sudden rush of cold water hit his face and woke up Mr. Krupp from what felt like the best sleep he ever had. After a yawn, he realized he was back on familiar territory. It was his office, completely back to normal, but from what, he doesn’t really know. He could make out a faint smell of melted plastic coming from somewhere on his desk but didn’t see what it was.

“Naptime’s over, Principal.” Said a familiar, and somewhat condescending voice.

It was Reid.

“R-Reid? Wha….what just happened? And…what’s everybody doing in my office??” Mr. Krupp stammered.

Upon closer inspection, Krupp could see that some of the teachers had been peeking into his office as if there was a big commotion going on. Also present were a couple of paramedics who had been checking his vitals for who knows how long.

“Sir, do you know what your name is?” Asked a paramedic.

“Wha? Of course! Benjamin Krupp.” The principal answered.

“See? He’s perfectly fine. Just like I said.” Reid said to the paramedics.

“I see….but we should take him in to check for any possible head concussions.”

“Hold on!” Exclaimed Mr. Krupp. “What’s all this commotion about?”

“You were unresponsive for over 6 hours.” Said Ms. Anthrope. “Then everybody else started lining up to see if they could wake you up for a pay raise, but then thought it was better to call 9-1-1.”

Mr. Krupp looked up at the clock. 4:15

Everything came back to him all at once.

“MY DATE!” In a rush, Mr. Krupp got up and readjusted his tie and crammed his way through the door, past the teachers and staff and….

“Edith?”

“Oh my gosh,” said Edith as she clutched her smartphone. “A-are you okay? Everybody thought you fainted and—“

“I-I’m fine! I-I-I’ll explain later, tonight! See you at the restaura—I-I mean, later!”

Krupp probably crashed into two or three lockers on the way out of the building.

[allthecastlesonclouds]

a complete list of fears ages 5-28 (aprox) by the yellow dress

this took so long oh my god. you can see where my soul left me. uh. since you clicked the read more here are my favorite section of backgrounds.

[Begin ID] A three page comic of Fabian Seacaster. Lyrics from A Complete List of Fears Ages 5-28 (Aprox) by The Yellow Dress.

The first page has 9 panels. The first is split into three sections: Seacaster Manor (a large land-based boat), Aguefort Adventuring Academy, and Mordred Manor (a stone mansion). There are music notes dotting this panel. The second panel, to the right, is a drawing of a Messages page: two texts have been sent, reading "A Complete List of Fears Ages 5-28 (Aprox)" and "The Yellow Dress." An unsent text reads "Here's a complete list of everything I've ever been afraid of" with a loading sign next to it. The text is being sent using voice chat. The next row has three panels: the first is Hallariel and Bill Seacaster arguing- we cannot see their faces. They are saying "everything I've ever" "been afraid of." The other two panels are reflections of each other: both are in a wooden room, and a young Fabian and a Freshman Year Fabian are leaning against a wooden door, behind which sound emanates. On the rafters, text reads: "from the age of 5 to" "oh, let's say just the other day." the next row has 4 panels. The first is a row of lockers: two are closed, one is open. The middle one has a note hanging out of the slots as well as red ruby stickers, and the open one has corn stickers and holds a book that's titled "On the Topic Of World Religions." the lockers read "maybe things i've misremembered". the panel beneath this one is a depiction of the Battle in the Nightmare Forest, where we see Riz Gukgak falling off the staircase and the Fire elemental in Fabian's battlesheet saving him. the text in this panel reads "maybe things i've just forgot." The final two panels show Fabian pondering his eyepatch, putting it on, and walking out. The text reads "but as far as I can figure" "this is pretty much the lot".

The second page has 8 panels. The first panel is split into two sections, one showing Fabian walking out of Seacaster Manor with a slight frown on his face, and the second showing him beginning to practice his sparring forms. The text on this panel reads "make of it what you will" "make of it what you will." The second panel is split into three sections: the first is Upchungle flying through Elmville, the second is a orange-toned Fabian being threatened by a purple-toned Whitclaw atop Crow's Nest, and the third is a book filled with shaky, nigh-unreadable writing. The text in this panel reads "'cause it's birds" "and heights" "and movie credits". The third row on this page shows three panels. the first depicts baron atop fabian in Riz's office, trying to eat Fabian's eye. The second shows fabian walking off Seacaster Manor's balcony, his father dying behind him in flames. The third shows Fabian drowning, presumably off Leviathan. The text in these panels read "crowds and puppets" "dying in a fire" "being washed right out to sea". the final row has three panels. the first is Chungledown Bim, grinning wildly and summoning some disgusting-colored magic. the second is a bloody-eyed Fabian trapped under a burning rafter. the third is in the chapel of the Unnamed Goddess, a stained-glass depiction of Kristen with her staff. it shows the skeleton unicorn, blood dripping from its horn and light catching its eye socket. the text in these panels read "losing all of my front teeth" "being buried half alive" "bugs that burrow deep inside".

The third page shows 6 panels. The first panel is split into three: the first is the Hangman, dog form, stabbed in the stomach. Blood pools out of him and his eyes are closed. the second is an owl coming down to eat the sexy rat, and the third is Kalina, summoning magic and shrouded in shadow. her yellow eye is the only thing that comes through clearly. the text in this panel reads "wild dogs and things like that" "domesticated mice and rats" "not all of them, just their feet". The second row shows two panels. the first is a picture of a pirates' hat with a large red feather, sitting on the ground in the forest. the second is the same background, but the hat is replaced by the text. the text in these two panels reads "or that my whole life" "could be sleep". the final row shows three panels. the first is Fabian, small, standing up against Kalvaxus, a red dragon so large his wings break the boundaries of the panel. Fabian's friends are dead around him. The text along Kalvaxus' wing reads "ferris wheels and certain blues". the second panel is fabian, alone, fading inside the Nightmare Forest. He is staring at his hands, looking slightly sad. The final panel shows fabian, just out of a run, hugging Gorgug. Gorgug looks surprised. the text in these panels read "oh, but mainly losing you" "these days, mainly losing you."

[End ID]

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[lifeafterthelayoff]

Part II, Day 27

A list of all 23 jobs I’ve held so far:

1. Mowing grass for the farmer John Wolters, who often paid me in 1930s-era silver certificates.

2. Detasseling and de-roguing corn for Oetting's Detasseling. Rural kid summer job, hot and tiresome.

3. Clean-up guy at Orly's Meat Market, Locker, and Deli. I cleaned the whole bloody place.

4. Sales representative at Dumont Telemarketing. Yes, I was a telemarketer, and I’m sorry.

5. Hired hand at Schmadeke's Feed Mill, one of the grain elevators in my rural Iowa hometown. So much dust.

6. Soldier in the Iowa National Guard, where I had the opportunity to work security for the circus and qualify as an expert on the grenade launcher. (Not at the same time, though.)

7. Pizza technician at Pizza Hut, where I made pizzas. Curious to know how much free root beer I drank there.

8. Summer park technician at Butler County Conservation. For two summers I got to help keep the parks trimmed and tidy.

9. Trash man at Iowa State University. Picked up trash around my dorm, and it was trashy.

10. Food service dishwasher at the University of Northern Iowa. No. Just no.

11. Weekend on-air talent and assistant music director at KUNI-FM, a public radio station. Still one of my favorite jobs ever.

12. Retailer and vinyl record specialist at Co-Op Records. The discount was large and the subsequent paychecks were small.

13. Content manager at Stayhealthy dot com, where I participated in the Dotcom boom and garnered my first tech layoff.

14. Assistant manager at the Sam Goody music store in a mall, almost the exact opposite of the cool indie record store above.

15. Receptionist at Public Radio International. Get a foot in the door, they say. I did, and it really kicked things off.

16. Client Relations Manager at Public Radio International. I sold programs and an early SaaS CMS to stations. 

17. Senior Manager, Interactive Content and Marketing. Got to work with Ira Glass, Bob Edwards, and the BBC. Met Slash in an elevator.

18. Content Strategist at Brain Traffic. Got to work with THE Kristina Halvorson, which was fantastic.

19. Sr. Manager, Digital Content Strategy at Ameriprise Financial. The on-page disclosures were really something: 4,000+ words on one!

20. Vice President of Web Content Strategy at Weber Shandwick. Agency life, all of the clients, and amazing bosses.

21. Sr. Content Designer at Shopify. Content design, commerce, and cool co-workers.

22. Staff Content Designer at Shopify. A promotion to be proud of! Such a well-oiled content team there. (Miss y’all, still!)

23. Content Designer at Cash App. Easily the hippest colleagues ever.

24. [INSERT YOUR COMPANY HERE!]

[illusionaryish]

Heyo followers. If you know this blog then you know what I must do: I must create more guides for my favorite games. I don't make the rules, I just follow 'em. So, without further ado, here's a list of all of the Twilight Fragments in town so you can get yourself that sweet Eagle Eye trophy. Keep in mind that there are plenty of these lil frags within dungeons and on full moon fights, but those don't count for the trophy!

Gekkoukan School Locations: - 1F: Sword and Staff statue in main entrance - 1F: down the hall past Mitsuru, Painting Room doors - 2F: sink - Corridor: bench near persimmon tree - Gym Hallway: in front of lockers - School Entranceway: on the right near a light pole - Rooftop: nearest bench

Iwatodai Station Locations: - Strip Mall: 3F near Umiushi Beef Bowls - Station: near construction site

Port Island Station Locations: - Station: bench near fountain in front of theater - Outskirts: near trash

Shrine Locations: - back left in front of large sign - near playground underneath street light

Dorm Locations: - 4F: lobby near a lamp - Rooftop: behind garden planters

Paulownia Mall Locations: - Club Escapade: on wires near the stage - in front of the fountain (6/15?)

P.S. I found these across multiple days so some of them may be locked until a certain date. The only one that I noticed specifically (it was NOT there previous days) was the last one in Paulownia Mall.

Good luck and long live FeMC ❤

[shop-korea]

DOCUMENT ID - RECEIPT - NO

23 NOV 2023 - THANKSGIVING

DAY - LAST - CENTURY - TRUE

HOPE - OUR - PRINCIPAL - WE

DESIRE - THAT - HE's - STILL

LIVING - INTRODUCED AT THE

MORTUARY - FOREST - LAWN

AUDITORIUM - WHERE - LAYS

FRED ASTAIRE - MANY STARS

MR ASTAIRE - HIS - BOTTOM

WORDS - ABOUT - HIS LOVE

HIS - WIFE - JUDY GARLAND

WHO - DID - HE - SPEAK - OF

VILLAGE CHRISTIAN SCHOOL

FOREST - LAWN - MORTUARY

AUDITORIUM - WHERE - THEY

GRADUATE - YELLOW INSIDE

AIR CONDITIONED - VERY CA

BEAUTIFUL - QUIET - NICE XO

HE - SHARED - 'ONE - OF OUR

STUDENTS - HAS - BEEN YES

ACCEPTED - 2 - USC'' - TRUE

I STOOD - LIKE - A - V - WITH

MY - ARMS - WHO - THAT XO

STUDENT - IS - OLDESTS HAI

PRIVATE - RESEARCH - UNIV

UNIVERSITY - IN - CALIFORNIA

UCLA - PUBLIC PAID BY TAXES

RESEARCH - UNIVERSITY YES

CAME - 1/2 - 50 YEARS LATER

MADE - USC - THEIR - OUTLET

4 - HATRED - DEMENTED -

HALLUCINATION

CHANTS -

USC - UNIVERSITY - OF

SPOILED - CHILDREN

TRUE - TRUE - TRUE

DUMBER - THAN - DOORKNOBS

(MOST - BEAUTIFUL - MALES)

(TRUE - TRUE - MANY R DUMB)

(EXTREMELY - THEIR - DADS

APPLIED - 4 - THEM) - ALL 4

YRS PAID - IN FULL - 1 CHECK

TUTORS - MAJOR - TUTORS 2

GOT - $13 - FOR - COLLEGE HE

SAID - I - CAN - SPEND - NOW

AT - ANY - SHOPPING - MALL

USC - LESS - THAN - $75,000

FULL - GRANTS - GIVEN - ME

GPA - WITHOUT - ALGEBRA &

PEE - NOT - REQUIRED - ANY

COLLEGE - GPA - 4.000 FULL

GRANTS - AGE 16 - ME & USC

NEXT POST - MY - TRANSCRIPT

2 - COLLEGES - JOBS - I'M - 58

BUT - SCIENTISTS - SAY - JUST

1 YEAR - I'M - REALLY - AGE 59

TRANSCRIPT - IS - STORAGE

PARCHMENT - CHOSEN - BY

VILLAGE - CHRISTIAN - SAID

EMAILING - WHEN - THEY CA

HAVE FOUND - MY STORAGE

CONTAINING - TRANSCRIPTS

CAN - REST - FEW - MORE

DAYS - B 4 - ORIENTATION

CAMPUS - TOUR - TOTALLY

TENT - ARRIVED - SUNDAY

GOT - 2 - TALK - 2 - AMAZON

PRIME - DRIVER - WHILE HE

WAS - AT - 7TH - FLOOR - IT

IS TRUE - APRIL - AIRES ME

EXCEL - WITH STRANGERS

HAVE - A - GREAT - TIME AS

HE - PLACED - LOTS - OF XO

DIFFERENT - PACKAGES AT

JUST - 1 - HUGE - STORAGE

UNIT - THICK - LARGE UGLY

PADLOCK - VERY HEAVY HE

DIDN'T - KNOW - HOW - 2 CA

OPEN - STORAGE - UNITS - 2

WELL - I - DIDN'T - KNOW XO

HOW - 2 - LOCK - ALUMINUM

STORAGE - BRING - UP - TOO

1ST - BRING - 2 - RIGHT THEN

2ND - OR - 3RD - PADLOCK - I

TOLD - HIM - MINE - FR - YES

AMAZON - PRIME - MOST XO

LIKELY - ONLY - 1 - BUILDING

WATERPROOF - RUSTPROOF

OUTDOOR - INDOOR - NO NO

NEED - 4 - KEYS - SMOOTH

NUMBERS - ENTRY - 2 PACK

BLUE - $12.99 - MATCHES FL

BOX VAULT - SELF STORAGE

DOOR - THIS - TIME - WHEN

BUTTOCK - SHAPING - IS FL

OVER - DONE - 4 - WOMEN

HAD - WONDERFUL - TIME

TALKING - SHARED - ABOUT

ALI EXPRESS - CHINA - PINK

LUGGAGE - U - RIDE - AT MIA

AIRPORTS - FASTER - THAN

FREE - RIDE - EA TERMINAL

OVER - $500 - BUT - RIGHT

WORK - LLC - 4 - BUSINESS

TRIP - CAN - B - 100% - YES

TAX - DEDUCTIBLE - TOLD

WHAT - MADE - ME - ANGRY

PHOTO - MUST - B - CLOSEST

2 YOUR - FACE - 2 - MUG THE

HOUSE - WHEN - SEEN - AT

THEIR - MARKETPLACE SO

THESE - GROSSNESS - ALSO

B 4 - DIDN'T - ACCEPT - THE

GIFT - CARD - VISA - MC CN

FORGIVED - THEM - FINALLY

WITH - THE - LUGGAGE U SIT

ON - AND - ELECTRIC - BIKE

NO - PEDAL - 65 MPH - FAST

TRAVEL - FASTER - THAN THE

CARS - SPEED - LIMIT - 45 MPH

NO - LICENSE PLATE - OF - FL

DRIVERS - LICENSE - NEEDED

BOTH - FINALLY - FORGAVE

ALI EXPRESS - BELIEVE ME

ONLY - OVER - $53 MILLION

BECAUSE - OF - HUB LOCKER

AMAZON - OVER - $!.29 BILLION

DAILY - SUGGESTED - UC PLANS

2 APT BLDGS - WITH - STAFF - 2

WHY - 2 PETS - ONLY - PER - EA

APT - BLDG - ONE - FRONT - OF

LARGE - PUBLIX - SELF SERVICE

HERE - 13TH ST - NEAR NOVOTEL

SOMA - AT - BRICKELL

BEAUTIFUL - KITCHENS - LIKE

WASHER - DRYER - ALSO LIKE

NEAR - TARGET - BUT - VISIBLE

NOT THAT - NEAR - MIDTOWN

MIAMI - MY - FAVORITE THERE

FRESH - KITCHEN

GRILLED - BBQ - CHICKEN THE

BEST - IMAGINE - REPLACE THAT

TARGET - WITH - AMAZON - YES

GROCERY - BETTER - WIRELESS

NOT - CONTROLED - BY - RAIN 2

BECAUSE - NEW - TARGET - YES

NEAR - MIAMI - POLICE STATION

6 ST - AND - NW 2 AVE

THEY - HAVE - THAT INSTEAD

SO - BLDG - NICE - WALK - FR

2 PETS - APT BLDGS - NICE 2

HAD - PLEASANT - TALK YES

HOPE - ALL - HAD - A HAPPY

THANKSGIVING - SERIOUS

POSTS - ALSO - BAYFRONT

PARK - GOV'T - CENTER PK

MIAMI - POLICE - MAIN LIBRARY

ISSUED - FIREARM - WARNING

GIFT - AFTER - THANKSGIVING

SIGN - POSTED - BAYFRONT PARK

WARNING - PHILIPPINES - FR

HAITI - MIAMI - POLICE ARMED

HAITI - ALLIED - UNIVERSAL

SECURITY - TRANSIT - BROWN

UNIFORM - HAITI - BAYFRONT

PARK - METROMOVER TRAIN

THANKSGIVING - FINAL GIFT

HAITI - MIAMI - POLICE WHITES

FLORIDA - 27TH - STATE - USA

NOT - GRANTED - OPEN CARRY

FINAL - WARNING - PHILIPPINES

HAITI - INCLUDED - FIREARM YES

WARNING - GIVEN - AFTER TRUE

THANKSGIVING DAY

23 NOVEMBER 2023

PHILIPPINES

SURGEONS - DOCTORS - ICU

INTENSIVE - CARE - UNIT PH

NURSES - LICENSED - REG

REGISTERED - NURSES WILL

B - SHOT - AT THE - BACK OF

HEAD - LIKE - BENIGNO JR

AQUINO JR - SHOOTING BACK

OF - NECK - BACK - SPINE YES

SHOOTING - US - FIREARMS &

K 9 - GERMAN - SHEPPHERDS

SHERIFFS - RIFFLES WILL YES

SHOOT - BACK - OF - HEAD FL

GOING - DOWN - SHOOT THE

NECK - MIDDLE - BACK 2 FL

SPINE - WARNING - WARNING

PHILIPPINES

SURGEONS - DOCTORS - ICU

NURSES - REGISTERED NURSES

THEY'RE - SHOOTING - ALL - OF

U - STARTING - NOW - THOSE OF

GRAVEYARD - SHIFTS

B 4 - 7A - DAILY - AFTER - 10P

DAILY - $2,500 - FINES - FOR

EVERYONE - WITHOUT WATCH

OR - ACCESS - 2 - TIME - WITH

WHITE - TICKETS - U - MUST

KNOW - TIME - SHOOTING

TEENS - KIDS - DOGS - CATS

BAYFRONT - PARK - OPEN

7A - 10P - DAILY

THEY'RE - SHOOTING - BACKS

HANDCUFFING - AFTER THEN

PLACING - BACK - OF TRUNKS

FIRE - AND - RESCUE - RED

TRUCKS - ALSO - 2 ASSIST

LICENSED - MALE - REG NURSES

REMOVING - KIDNEY & BLADDER

$9,000 - EACH - FEDEX - AFTER

LITTLE - HAVANA - MIAMI - NOT

CUBA - FIREPLACE - BURNING

BODIES - 2 - REMOVE - U - FR

FLORIDA - PLANET - EARTH

GOVERNMENT - CENTER

PARK - DUSK - 2 - DAWN

(FIND - OUT - YOURSELF)

NOW - 5A - 5P

SHOOTING - LIKE - ABOVE

GREEN - CHAIRS - 4 - BUSES

SIT - THERE - INSTEAD

SATURDAYS - 7P

FREE - HOAGIES - DRINKS

OPEN - PARK - NO - FOUNTAIN

AFTER - HOURS - AND - SAT/SN

WEEKENDS

MEANING - FEDERAL TAXES

VICIOUS - VULGAR - THEFT

BY - LOCAL - FL - GOV'T AND

THEIR - REPUBLICANS ALSO

THEFT - OF - FEDERAL TAXES

FLORIDA - WRINKLED - PRUNE

BAGS - THEIR - CHILDREN GET

LIFE - INSURANCE - TAX FREE

INHERITANCE - FASTER

FL - FLORIDA - CREATED

ILLEGAL - BAKER ACT - YES

ALMOST - 3 DAYS - RAPE RAPE

3RD - DAY - BEGAN - AGAIN SO

SORRY - 3RD - DAY - BEGINNING

POSSIBLE - PREGNANCY - EVEN

AFTER - 10 YRS - BRITISH - YES

RESEARCH - WHITE - UNRIPE

PAPAYA - NATURAL ABORTION

FREE - ABORTION - CLINICS

FLORIDA

THIS - STATE - IS - CRAZY

ANNOUNCEMENT - FUTURE

NEW YEARS - 4TH - JULY - IS

FIREWORKS - 9P - 15 MIN - 2

THEN - EVERYONE - FLEES

10P - PUBLIC - CURFEW FR

MIAMI - POLICE - SHERIFF

ALLIED - UNIVERSAL SECURITY

ALL - OPEN - CARRY - ILLEGAL

SOLUTION - AMENDMENT 1

ELECTRONIC - FAX - PRESIDENT

JOE BIDEN - AS - DEMOCRATS

DE - MEANS - 2 - DESTROY ALL

THAT - NEEDS - DESTROYING

FLORIDA - WILL - B - REVOKED

ALL - PUBLIC - PARKS - 4 EVER

WILL - B - LIKE - HAWAII

5 STAR - HOTELS - SURROUNDING

FRONT - OF - BAYFRONT - PARK 2

SAFER - 4 - FAMILIES - BEST - FOR

DEADY - HURRICANES - 200 MPH

CAFES - INSIDE - 24/7

ROOM - SERVICE - FOOD - DRINK

24/7 - ALL - SERVICES - 24/7

CONDITION - GIVEN - LAND YES

WHERE - CRIME - OCCURED XO

LAND AND BLDG - $1

LAND - BUILDINGS - GRANTED

PRICE - SOLD - AT - $1

GIVEN - AUCTIONED

MEANING - FRONT - WILL - B

PEOPLE - ALLOWED - FEET ON

WATER - ATTACHED - WILL BE

2 - LIE - DOWN - 4 - TANNING

PORT - WATER - DANGEROUS

WINDS - CURRENTS - WASTE

BELT - 4 - KIDS - TEENS MANY

2 WEAR - AS - WALKING - AND

SPEED - BOATS - RENTALS

SMALL - YACHTS - WITH YES

DRIVERS - RENTALS

EXCHANGE - WILL - BE -

24/7 - CAFES - INSIDE

24/7 - ROOM - SERVICE

FOOD - DRINK

24/7 - BANKING - ATMs

NO - MORE - PARKS - 4 - YES

FLORIDA - THEY'RE - CRAZY

MIAIMI - POLICE - CAN'T FL

PARK - INSIDE - ARMED YES

HOTEL - SECURITY

CONCEALED - CARRY - USUALLY

NOT - ALWAYS - ARMED - ALSO

BETTER - FLORIDA - NO MORE

PARKS - ALL - THEIR - NASTY

SIGNS - NO - TRESPASSING

WILL - B - REMOVED - WILL

EAT - LUNCH SOON - TRUE

COMING - BACK - TUMBLR

[smartzinc]

Meeting the Demands of Gen Z Renters with Smart Technology

The emerging Gen Z renter demographic, born between 1997 and 2012, prioritizes convenience, flexibility and connectivity in housing. Having grown up immersed in technology, Gen Z shows strong preference for smart amenities and responsive service models that property managers can deliver through strategic use of smart devices and infrastructure. 

Defining the Gen Z Renter Profile

Before exploring technology tactics, it is important to understand core Gen Z renter priorities and expectations:

- Tech Savvy – Proficient with digital interfaces and mobile solutions

- Skeptical of Institutions – Prefer direct service models versus intermediaries 

- Price-Conscious – Favor affordable flexibility over luxury  

- Entrepreneurial – Creative side-hustlers seeking housing suitable for business

- Transient – Not settled geographically, willing to frequently relocate

- Experience-Focused – Value unique adventures and atmosphere over material goods

- Health-Conscious – Favor fitness, proper nutrition and wellbeing

- Diverse – One of the most racially inclusive generations  

- Activist – Support social justice and corporate ethics/sustainability

With these traits in mind, smart solutions that align with Gen Z needs include: 

Smart Access and Automation

- Smart Locks – Keyless phone-based entry and access sharing through virtual keys simplifies granting friends or service providers access. Reduces key logistics.

- Smart Lighting – App-based, voice or motion activated lighting allows custom scene setting. Scheduling creates a lived-in look during vacations. Voice control provides hands-free convenience.  

- Smart Switches/Plugs – Remotely control appliances, A/V equipment, sprinklers on schedules or via voice commands even when away from home. Convenient automation.

- Smart Security Cameras – App-linked indoor/outdoor cameras enhance safety. Tenants check home status remotely. Improves accountability for rental upkeep too.

- Smart Thermostats – Adjust temperatures from anywhere. Save energy through smart schedules and open window detection features.    

- Smart Garage Door Openers – Control and monitor garages via apps. Integration with vehicles allows touchless auto-open triggered by vehicle arrival. Adds convenience.

Hyper-Connected Community

- Community App – Branded app for community news, events, staff notices, document access. Builds connectedness.  

- Smart Fitness Equipment – App-linked machines stream on-demand workouts. Provides gym experience without sharing equipment.  

- Smart Package Lockers – Accept package deliveries securely. Tenants unlock via app when convenient. Reduces missed deliveries.

- Community Smart TV – Stream neighborhood events, news and resident content to common area screens to foster community.  

- Tech Lounges/Labs – Designate communal spaces with video game consoles, VR headsets, 3D printers, and other tech toys for an amenity showcase difference.  

- Coworking Spaces – Open workspaces with WiFi printing/scanning, whiteboards, audio/video conferencing and tech resources accommodates remote work needs.

- Smart Green Spaces – App-based reservation of pools, grilling areas, fire pits, dog parks, gardens maximizes shared amenity access.

Optimized for flexible lifestyles

- Shorter Leasing Terms – Offer flexible month-to-month terms or 3-6 month leases attractive for transient renters wary of 12 month commitments.  

- Shared Living Options – Communal houses appeal to social-oriented Gen Z through cost savings and built-in community.

- Pet Friendly Features – Accommodate beloved pets with smart dispensers, camera monitoring, pet spas, DNA mapping for waste identification, and community pet events.  

- Smart Accessibility Features – Features like automated lighting, doors, blinds which can be controlled via voice or app increase accessibility. 

- Smart Mailboxes – Provide package notification and remote package room access for secure deliveries when residents are away.

- Smart Parking Spots – Sensors track spot availability and can even reserve visitor spaces for residents remotely. Eases parking.

Sustainability

- Energy Efficient Lighting – Install LED bulbs to reduce energy usage. Smart lighting allows further optimization.

- Smart Thermostats – Program efficient climate control settings when unoccupied. Integrate with smart vents for zoned optimization.   

- Smart Landscaping – Automate watering based on weather. Detect leaks quickly. Promotes conservation.

- Smart Appliances – Internet-connected refrigerators, dishwashers, and laundry optimize energy, water and detergent use. Better cost management.  

- Electric Vehicle Charging Stations – Cater to increasing hybrid/electric car ownership with charging stations. 

- Renewable Energy Options – Rooftop solar, community solar subscriptions, or power from wind farms appeals to eco-minded Gen Z.  

- Digital Management – Reduces paper waste through online portals and electronic documents.  

While Gen Z residents require some concessions like shorter lease terms, their affinity for technology allows property managers to deliver appealing lifestyles with unprecedented convenience and community connectivity. With smart solutions as a cornerstone of operations and marketing, managers can fill units and nurture long-term loyalty across this emerging generation of renters.