#Man and van in Dorking

[dvhmanvan]

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[slushi-chan]

Severen would jump/hop onto the bed making you bounce, his trademark Severen grin on his face.

He probably hops on and lands on his side, head propped up on his elbow looking at you.

[saphic-with-t]

When joking about how ridiculous it is that Fabian is popular I don’t think people realize how insanely cool the bad kids are in universe. As viewers we see their cool moments but we also see them being dorks and lame idiots. Think about their in universe reputations and how you would react to hearing about them if you lived in the same world as them.

There is a group of six people who saved the world 3 different times before they even entered their junior year of high school.

One of them never showed up to any of their classes until their third year and still passed. She is a rockstar and arch devil of rebellion who owns a recording studio in hell where she plays the bass.

One dude threw the greatest party the entire high school has ever seen, is captain of the sports team, and killed the school’s evil principal without facing any punishment.

One performed a motorcycle kick-flip that was doing a jump off of a mansion’s roof into a pool of flaming tartar sauce. Said kick-flip student has created a god, killed that god, brought herself back from the dead, and resurrected a completely different god.

One of the girls is the chosen oracle of all elves and punched her dad so hard he instantly died. Also if you dig deep enough into the political history books it turns out she caused there to be a feud (bordering on full war) between her home nation and the nation she currently lives in.

The quietest kid of the bunch is a super genius who invented a solar lasso that captured and contained an eldritch horror into his van, took 4 years of high school all at once and passed all of them, is currently acing his arcane mechanics and physical Ed studies, and is the second hand man on the school sports team. He also is the drummer for the arch devil’s band and launched a fully working satellite into space before he even started studying arcane mechanics.

Finally the “dork” of their group is an arcane consultant of heaven, became a P.I. after freshman year, is currently in every extra-curricular school club, and is beloved by seemingly all of his underclassmen. Also after he found out that the dragon his party was fighting ate his dad he fucking ATE IT to avenge him.

Obviously we know the truth behind all of these things and the actual way these six dorks act, but think how insanely sick they all sound in universe.

[panelshowsource]

nothing frustrates me more on bfq than when the production doesn't pair the guests up right! i will now be ranking the worst offenders of this because i know better than the channel 4 executives

please understand i am ignoring the episodes including r*ssell br*nd because this is just an unserious post for the lulz 🙏

top 5 offenders

5. big fat quiz 2005 — actually a perfectly decent episode overall but david mitchell/denise van outen had zero chemistry and gordon ramsay was too quiet poor fella. my best suggestion is jonathan ross/denise (jonathan had a lot of successful pairings with other entertainment ladies like cat deeley and lily allen), david/rob brydon (frends), sharon osbourne/gordon (she is wild and didn't take the game seriously so this pairing would have made gordon HAVE to step up even just to write down their answers and therefore be a more active participant in the quiz). ultimately, this entry is not because we had a flop episode that needs fixing but because i can imagine this having been a potentially top tier episode with better pairings

4. big fat quiz 2023 — this one just...makes me mad. i know katherine ryan and rosie jones were doing out of order together around this time, so maybe this was sideways promo for that? but i'm splitting them up in big part because i cannot stand that the production paired up kevin bridges and mo gilligan. what even is that!!! a team of GUYS BEING BROS? UGH who wants to see that!! without a doubt this should have been mel giedroyc/kevin (closest we could have had to mel/romesh once again? 🥲), katherine/mo, richard ayoade/rosie

3. big fat quiz 2018 — another noel/richard pairing. fine. whatever. but david mitchell and michelle wolf? what is that? CLAUDIA WINKLEMAN AND MO GILLIGAN? what is THAT? throwing shit at a wall atp. the best thing we can do for this episode is switch these two teams so it's david/claudia and michelle/mo. david and claudia are friends irl and have been a cutie team before, so that's fine, and mo, being quite blunt and sassy, would have bantered with michelle's american schtick. like, he would have taken the piss out her a little and she would have let him. instead we got two teams that were just BLAH for no reason. if you're going to cast more than one person who are asking a lot of your audience's patience, you gotta be smarter than this

2. big fat quiz 2022 — in theory, stephen merchant/richard ayoade makes sense. two sitcom dorks. in reality, it ended up being exceptionally mild. meanwhile, hyperfeminine power mom katherine ryan has no business having to fake chemistry with lesbian-passing ALOTO alumni maisie adam. like, what even is that. you might be thinking 'but katherine did a whole series with joe wilkinson, and they're totally different to each other!' okay but joe is a freak. putting a non-freak next to a freak is always a hit in its own way. katherine/maisie made no sense. then, they've got poor rose matafeo stuck with jonathan ross. if you're going to stick a woman with an overbearing, attention-seeking man, at least make that person katherine, who is literally the roastmaster queen of dealing with that sort of thing, or maisie, who likes to think of herself as one of the guys. ROSE? why did they do that to her? and us? so, what would i have done to fix this episode? sadly this one is on the casting. stephen/richard, jonathan/katherine, rose/maisie seems like the best fix we've got, but, like i said before, stephen/richard was more of a flop than you would have thought, so i guess we're stuck with stephen/jonathan, richard/maisie, katherine/rose. and i don't even like that very much. sorry but 1 or 2 of these people gotta go for a re-casting, just take your pick

1. big fat quiz of everything 2019 — saddling katherine with big narstie twice is. like. do they have something against her? who is her enemy at channel 4? he didn't even try to play and literally FELL ASLEEP during the show. it's funny for a bit for a whole 1.5hr show and 5hr record? 'but katherine took it in stride and made it funny' blah blah. this isn't about her. she made (what she could of) it funny cuz she's a funny lady and knows how to keep her cool. love that. but ultimately his behaviour was not funny it's actually frustrating af to think a proper comedian with material and showmanship lost a place on a major programme (call it washed up all you want but the ratings don't lie) to someone who was booked by network executives because he was trending. unfixable, uncool to katherine, must be re-cast

honourable mentions

big fat quiz 2012 — i know jack whitehall/james corden got shit on when this aired, but upon rewatch they weren't really as obnoxious as the articles would lead you to believe. also the first time someone brought proper food on, which was a big lulz at the time. that said, as much as i love gabby logan, she and richard were literally playing individually (with a split screen down their answers board) despite being on the same team, which is not fun or funny. actually, it's one of my biggest pet peeves. to remedy this, i would suggest russell howard/james, jonathan/gabby, richard/jack — jack's hyperactivity vs. richard's monotone could have rly worked

big fat quiz of the 80s (2013) — i strongly believe david mitchell/phill jupitus was the wrong choice. the two smarties who also take the game seriously gotta be split for more even playing as well as for more funnies. phill/jason donovan, david/sarah greene, jack dee/alan (again! hehe) seems the reasonable solution

big fat quiz 2016 — we all love mel giedroyc/romesh but it should have been sarah millican/rob delaney and david/richard instead of the other way around, because rob/richard had no chemistry

big fat quiz 2020 — i have thought about this so much over the years. how to fix it. can it be fixed? why is maya jama on again? regardless, stacey solomon/james acaster ended up working out well enough because stacey is good at playing along w jokes. good for her. but the other two teams? meh. i would have been interested to see, perhaps, the divas maya/joe lycett and the anti-divas david/richard instead

big fat quiz of sport 2023 — dane is the dud in this lineup and as much as i don't want to split up kerry godliman/tom allen i think kerry would have had the best chemistry with him... that leaves us with, i guess, dane/kerry, tom/judi love, roisin conaty/joel dommet, but i will say the idea of a tom/joel team intrigues me and i hope to see it one day

big fat quiz of telly 2024 — on paper this works but it wasn't as strong as it could have been because judi love and daisy may cooper didn't become a chaotic unit like you'd have imagined. that's a funny thing about daisy—she's not as predictable as other comedians are in the characters and energy they bring to a show. like, watch daisy on this vs. daisy on buzzcocks vs. daisy on taskmaster. different stuff. i'd probably put judi with babátúndé and russell howard with daisy in a team swap, but in all honestly it'd be best if at least one person was re-cast for better chemistry

a final note

if you read ALL OF THIS waiting for me to mention mel b... you gotta keep waiting. the teams on that ep were as they should have been 😌

[littlexdeaths]

bye bye bye - e.m.

y2k eddie munson x girly reader

opposites attract masterlist

warnings: gareth is a dickhead, hope y’all like some cheesy fluff, eddie is a complete dork but we love him for it.

a/n: this is a repost of my first y2k eddie fic, with some much needed edits and additions. i will be working on editing and posting the rest of this series soon. i hope you enjoy 💕

word count: 1.5k

Today really hadn’t gone how you’d planned.

You had been hanging out with Eddie and his band mates, something you’d done quite often. Only this time you made the mistake of wearing your *NSYNC tour shirt.

It wasn’t a secret that you and Eddie had polar opposite tastes, it was apparent by just looking at you. You were all pink, bubblegum and boy bands. And your boyfriend was a leather clad, heavy metal enthusiast.

Despite these differences, you fit so well together.

And as they say— opposites attract.

But one of his friends was always more standoffish towards you because of it. While you were always nice to Gareth, he seemed annoyed anytime Eddie brought you around. But today that annoyance had seemingly reached its peak.

And all over a stupid t-shirt.

Eddie had gone to get you both a drink, leaving you in the living room with the three other males. They were discussing the newest Linkin Park album. Which oddly enough, was a band you actually enjoyed outside your normal realm of music.

You perked up at the mention of the album, as it had been the only thing Eddie had been playing since it was released. Feeling eager to see what they also thought of it.

“Oh come on man, you can't say Meteora is better than Hybrid Theory,” Jeff scoffs, shaking his head in response to Gareth’s admission as Eddie leaves the room.

The male rolls his eyes before tossing a piece of popcorn at Jeff’s head, “See that’s where you’re wrong dude, have you tried listening to the albums back to back?”

You take this as an opportunity to add in your two cents, trying to include yourself in the conversation despite your nerves.

“Well, personally I think both albums are great in their own—”

You are interrupted with a loud snort as Gareth rudely cuts you off, glancing down at your shirt before meeting your eyes.

“Why would we care about your opinion of it? All you listen to is boy band trash pop,” he sneers, rolling his eyes as he turns back to his friends.

It felt like someone had punched you in the gut, any other words became lodged in your throat. Jeff and Grant throw apologetic glances your way, but continue on with the conversation as if nothing had happened.

Eddie returns shortly after, completely oblivious to what had just transpired. He plops down next to you on the sofa and passes you a can of coke. Due to your solemn appearance, he knew something was wrong. He just didn’t know what.

A frown tugs at the corner of his mouth as he wraps an arm around your waist, tucking you into his side.

“Hey, you okay?” He asks softly, replying with a shrug of your shoulders.

You let your eyes fall to the open can of soda clutched in your fist. You didn’t want to talk about it, especially not in front of them. The last thing you wanted was to cause a scene, or to give Gareth the satisfaction of seeing you cry.

So you sat quietly through the next half hour, letting Eddie enjoy the time with his friends.

But he couldn’t seem to let it go, far too focused on what had caused this sudden shift in your mood. So he ended the hangout early, claiming to be too tired from work. But all of you knew the real reason, guilt filled your chest as he walked you out to his van.

They must think you’re a buzzkill too.

The questions started the moment the door shut behind him, badgering you the entire way back to your house. You easily dodged his line of questioning, claiming to be tired. But Eddie wasn’t having any of that, he could see right through you. He always could.

“Baby, come on. Talk to me please,” he pleaded as he followed you up the stairs to your bedroom.

You continued to ignore him as you sat on the bed with a sigh. You felt embarrassed, knowing such a silly comment shouldn’t bother you as much as it did. All you wanted was for his friends to like you, but it was made abundantly clear that they didn’t.

All because you favored pop music? It all felt so trivial, like they weren’t even willing to give you a real chance. It hurt your feelings more than you cared to admit.

But Eddie being the sweet, doting boyfriend that he was— wasn’t giving up that easily.

“Just tell me what happened, sweetheart.” He says, kneeling in front of you, palms resting on either side of your thighs.

“It’s stupid,” you mutter, avoiding his curious gaze.

“Nothing that upset you this much is stupid,” he counters as you let out a groan, dramatically falling back onto the mattress and covering your face.

You hear his exasperated sigh, feeling the weight of his chest against yours as he leans over you. Eddie carefully removes your hands from your face, looking down at you expectantly.

“Your friends don’t like me,” you utter softly.

He frowns, confusion settling on his features.

“Why do you say that?”

You sigh, rolling your eyes which causes his frown to deepen.

“Well, just look at me…” you trail off, gesturing to yourself. “And look at you.”

It’s his turn to sigh now, taking your hands as he guides you back into a sitting position. Eddie cups your cheeks in between his palms, leaning forward to press a kiss to your forehead.

“I know what you’re insinuating, but I promise that’s the furthest thing from the truth.” He reassures you, his dark eyes utterly sincere.

And as much as you want to believe him, there’s still a small part of you that wonders if maybe they are right. Maybe you’re too different. He must be able to read the apprehension lingering on your features, as one of determination crosses over his.

“I don’t know what they said to make you think that,” he pauses to press a kiss to the tip of your nose. “But I won’t hesitate to kick some ass, sweetheart.”

Despite the teasing lithe in his voice you know he’s serious, quickly shaking your head. The last thing you’d want is to cause more beef with his friends.

“It’s fine, Eds, I’m just too sensitive.” You give him a quick peck on the lips, “Let’s just drop it, yeah?”

You pull away to scoot further up the mattress, patting the spot beside you. But he shakes his head, remaining on the floor for a moment. His eyes dart contemplatively around the room, stopping on the shelf that held your extension CD collection.

A Cheshire-like grin tugs at his lips as he moves towards it, balancing on the balls of his feet. Your brows knit together in confusion as his ringed fingers graze over the plastic spines, stopping once he finds what he was looking for. Eddie pops the disc out of its case and into the clunky boombox before pressing play.

The beginning chords of Bye Bye Bye fill the once quiet space of your bedroom. Your boyfriend quickly jumps to his feet, spinning around to face you. He plants his feet on the carpet, head falling forward as his hands raise up in a marionette style.

Your eyes widen in realization as you crawl back towards the edge of your bed, suddenly intrigued. Eddie shoots a wink your way once he meets your gaze, beginning to sing along. His voice stood out amongst the others, the raspy quality brought a new edge to the track.

But he didn’t stop there.

You watched in amazement as he nailed all the choreography from the music video. You had no idea when he found the time to study all the moves. Between classes, work, hellfire and band practice he barely had time to think.

But knowing he took the time to do this, specifically for you— made your stomach flutter.

You can’t stop the smile from lighting up your features, giggling as your boyfriend continues to serenade you.

“I don’t want to be your fool, in this game for two…”

Eddie drops to his knees at your feet again, coaxing you onto the floor with him. He presses feather light kisses all over your face, the sensation causes you to giggle more. As hurt as you had been, the male always knew how to make you forget your problems.

At least for a little while.

“That’s my girl,” he mumbled, grinning down at you.

He’s a little out of breath from his impromptu dance routine, bangs lightly sticking to his forehead.

“You’re an absolute dork, Ed,” you giggle, ruffling his curls in a playful manner.

But the way he’s looking at you has your heart racing. His head dips, capturing your lips in a gentle kiss as the song comes to an end.

“Now, admit it,” he chuckles against your mouth, nudging his nose with yours. “I’m a much better dancer than that Dustin Timberlake.”

You laugh loudly, fondly shaking your head at him.

“It’s Justin, baby…”

[abibliophobiaa]

Eddie Munson- Keys

just fluffy eddie vibes. eddie munson x f!reader.

“Got the keys, sweetheart?”

And you do, perched in your fingers. You jingled them for emphasis, tossing them over to your boyfriend, holding aloft his lighter as he propped a cigarette between his lips.

The graduation gowns you both wore swished about your thighs, the remaining bandages covering the worst of Eddie’s scars shifting as his jaw moved, as his throat bobbed.

You’d done it; both of you had done it, and Eddie had done so against all odds.

You were proud. So damn proud your cheeks were practically splitting from it, body curling against his as he tossed his cigarette onto the gravel below and pulled you close, nose pressing into your cheek before he kissed you soundly. A hum spilled from you, body nearly melting into his as your friends hooted and hollered in the distance, whoops and whistles joining them from the kids.

“Assholes,” Eddie snorted, plucking his graduation cap from off the top of his head and holding it to block out the sides of both your faces, forehead pressing against yours. “Couldnt give me one minute with my girl.”

“Hmm.” You grinned, bouncing on the heels of your feet. “You’re about to have a whole five days with me, Munson.”

“And even that isn’t long enough, sweetheart.”

“Where to first then?” you asked, ignoring Dustin’s shout of Eddie’s name. Ignored him calling “shotgun” when you knew Eddie’s front passenger seat belonged to you these days. “The world is our oyster, or so they say.”

“Promised the kids we’d go to the diner,” he grumbled, curling you nearer to his chest as the kids in question piled up around the both of you, followed closely by Steve and Robin.

“I said I called shotgun!” Dustin argued.

“You got last time!” Mike grumbled, arms crossed over his chest.

Your palm splayed over Eddie’s abdomen where his graduation gown had parted enough to show the tattered Dio shirt beneath. “Sorry, you dorks get back seat.”

“Say who?” Dustin argued.

“Says me.” Eddie’s voice made the kids grow still, eyes locked on his expressive face. “Girlfriend gets front seat. Sheepies get back seat. Capeesh?”

At that, the group clambered in the van one by one. Heads tipped down, murmuring annoyed comments to themselves about the unfairness of girlfriend privileges. Once they’d all disappeared in the back seat, Steve and Robin approached, letting you both know they’d be taking Steve’s car and following the two of you along the way.

It afforded you a moment alone. Albeit brief, where you turned back to the curly headed metalhead before you and leaned up to kiss him once more, beaming brightly. “As I was saying, the world is our oyster. Where to first?”

“Well first, I think there’s a little hotel down the road…”

“Uh huh…”

“And suddenly, it seems I have come into some money.”

The hush hush money from the government, how could you forget?

It was what afforded you both the little five day road trip, and the apartment you’d both planned on leasing at the end of the summer on the outskirts of town.

“And we haven’t exactly had a lot of alone time between my extended stay in that prison—”

“Eddie, it was a hospital.”

“Same difference.” He kissed your cheek. “Plus all the studying. Can’t forget the studying.”

“Mhmm,” you mused, nosing along his jaw, grinning as you moved across the slope of his neck and nuzzled the uninjured side of his throat. “So much studying.”

“So really, I think we’ve earned ourselves a little time in the pool. Maybe one of those drinks with the umbrellas.”

“Ooh, fancy.” You stepped closer, hips bumping into his.

“A comfortable bed,” he sighed, and you faked a shudder, earning a laugh from the man. “And some of those super fluffy robes.”

“Oh yeah?” You practically purred the words, fingers running along the sides of his waist. “And then what?”

“And then…” He leaned down and brushed his lips over your temple. The hollow of your ear. Grinned against your skin as you actually shuddered. “…I think we take the best nap of our lives.”

“A nap?”

He cackled gleefully, earning a middle finger from one of the kids out the window for making them wait any longer than they already had been for lunch.

“What did you think I meant?” he teased. At your glare, he laughed again, a bright bursting sound that made your heart grow warm. “Sweetheart, what kind of man do you take me for? Did you think I intended to take you to a hotel and have you every way under the sun I’ve been thinking long and hard about if I’d only had a single moment of privacy in these last few months?”

Your cheeks burned, and a gasp slipped free from your parted lips. He swooped down and kissed you, before bounding over to the passenger side door of the car and opened it for you. Bowed at the waist and helped you up into the vehicle, closing it shut behind you.

“Love you, sweetheart,” he said, just as he appeared once more and dropped down into the seat beside you. Curled his fingers in your own and squeezed. “Congratulations to us.”

“Congrats, Ed,” you whispered back, tears clouding your vision, thinking back to everything you’d all had to overcome to get to this moment. “Love you, too.”

He leaned over and brushed a stray tear with his thumb. “Ready to go?”

You nodded and the car roared to life.

Summer had finally started.

——

[snowywolf1005]

Hello, can I request a chaos theory x reader who is basically like Owen Grady. Just shenanigans with reader being able to tame wild dinosaurs from tome to time.

JURASSIC WORLD CHAOS THEORY X READER

Note: You and darius met ben. Who's talking about dark jurassic, till you guys were attacked by atrociraptors.

You guys were still when you saw the atrociraptor in front of you. "Aw, crud," the atrociraptor ran at you, you grab ben as he about to run, "wait," you said. The atrociraptor jumps at you, "Now!" Darius, shout, as you guys jump.

The atrociraptor jumps through the door, "Run!" The atrociraptor chase after you, darius fell and see his alarm were cut. "What the..." Darius, turn and throw the can at the atrociraptor.

"Get in!" You shout, you guys went in the truck, the atrociraptor scratch the window, "go, go, go!" Ben screamed, darius look for his key then realize he don't have them.

"I left the keys in the cabin," he said, "are you kidding me?!" Ben shout. The atrociraptor bush, scratch, and roar, "My van's just down that way," said ben.

The atrociraptor pushes the truck behind, "Put it in neutral. We can roll there." Darius, put the truck in neutral. The atrociraptor jumps on the truck and breaks the windows behind.

Darius grabbed the door handle, looking at you two. "Tree, two, one... now!" You shout, darius, hit the breaks. You guys jumped out of the car, then ran. The atrociraptor runs at you. You immediately pull out your gun and start shooting but miss.

Darius opened the van door, "Come on!" You jump in the van. Darius grabbed the taser from ben and shocked the atrociraptor. Ben turned on his van and spent off. You guys huff, thinking that it over but no.

Darius looks at the mirror and sees two atrociraptor chasing them. "Oh, you got to be kidding me!" You said, "Hang on, " Ben tried drove away, but one of the atrociraptor jumped out of nowhere, trying to attack but missed.

Almost tilted the van, "Ben!" Darius shouted, "I'm trying! This wasn't on the driver's test!" He said. "There are easier ways to get food," you said.

Darius looks to see there's no atrociraptor, "I think we lost 'em," he said, but the atrociraptors appear on the windows, scaring you guys. Ben pushed the atrociraptor away, but it came back.

The atrociraptor pushes the other side, the van goes down the hill, and then you make it out of alive. Darius looks out windows to see no atrociraptor are chasing them.

Ben scoff, looking at darius waiting for his answer, "What?" Darius asks, ben eyes point the behind. "It, it still doesn't prove we're being haunted," he said. "Are you kidding me?" Ben, ask.

"I don't know. It just seems like a really big leap. Those raptors could have been attracted to the lights or... something-"

"Darius, Darius, Darius..."

"Hey guys, did you hear a whistle after we fell down the hill?" You ask, darius, look at you confused. "What?" He asks. "Like a... dog whistle, you know... t-that attract dogs?" You said. "No, I didn't hear it. Maybe you had a headache, sweetie, " said darius.

"Expect..." "What!" Ben ask, "the raptors... they looked like atrociraptors. But that doesn't make any sense. I don't think any was released from the Lockwood Estate." Said Darius. "See! Even more proof!" Said ben.

"I wouldn't call that proof," he said, "so you think it's was a coincidence?! They showed up at your guys' door the exact same night I did?" Ben ask, "well, maybe," "Was it also a coincidence the bells and cans in your alarm fence were cut down?"

Darius looks at ben, "Okay, that was weird." He says. "I'm telling you, someone is after us." Ben said, "but why?! Who would even want to do that?" You said, "I don't know for sure, but I've got some theories. Check 'em out if you guys want. They're in the back." He said.

Darius opened the tiny door next to you, and you went inside, "Man, ben, this is well stocked. Like stepping inside your old dork pouch." You grab a sticker note that said, "mantah corp secret underwater laboratory?" You said.

"Carnivorous locust?" Then darius sees a table hanging, he try to open but cause him to push back, and a lot of sticking notes come out. You saw letters, pictures, and maps with red strings. "What the..." Then darius saw a shoe with a spoon on it. You grab the spoon "ugh," and it drips down some goo.

"Ew, ew, ew!" Darius fled the scene and went back to his seat. You giggle. "Okay, first of all, real talk. Are you eating food out of a boot? If you are, we need to talk about that, " Darius said, "and second, " you said, coming out, holding a sticky note.

"Big shaving cream behind it all? What the heck are these, ben?" You ask, "They're theories. Some are from the website, and some are my own. At this point, we can't rule out any possibilities!" He says.

"But right now, it doesn't matter who's hunting us. What matters is that they eye." You're disbelief at him. "Hypothetically," Darius convinced ben, "but we can't take that chance. The message I told you guys about from dark jurassic? Whoever sent them threatened all of us"

Darius sighs, "Fine, I'll call Sammy." Ben rolled his windows, grabbed Darius's phone, and threw out the windows. You and darius were shocked in the drop of the hat. "Wha-" "phone are traceable. They're not safe. " Ben said.

"You could have turned it off. (Y/N) give me your phone, " Darius asks, "I left it at the cabin while we're attacked. " You said, "Well, phones are still traceable when they're turned off. I think, right?" He asks.

"No," you said, "Huh, I could have sworn. I guess we could have looked that up, but... not anymore... actually, it's pretty cold. I'm just gonna... roll this up"

Darius took a deep breath, "How exactly do you plan to warn anyone if we don't have phones, hmm? Do you learn telepathy on that website?" Darius asks, "No, back there." You see a box, "this box belongs to Sammy, " you said.

"See, no need to use phone, Sammy know where everyone is." He said, "So, we're going to Texas?" Darius asks, "yee-haw, " while driving Darius is asleep and you sleeping on ben bed (you ask him if you could sleep his bed)

Ben has a flashback when he's on college sleeping. When he hears his phone ring, ben picks up the phone, "Hello?" He called.

"Look out the windows"

Ben got up, "who is this?" Ben, look through his windows and see... "sup, dork" it was Brooklynn. "Brooklynn? Ow!" Brooklynn laughs, "Are you okay?"

"Oh yeah, I-I'm fine. Just the blinds. They clip my nose." Brooklynn laughs again. "Oh no, ben," Ben showed Brooklynn around the campus, "and here it is, my favorite spot on campus." Brooklynn was amazed, "woah, okay, at first, I was like, ugh. But this view!" She said.

"Uh, yeah. College is great, but sometimes I gotta get outside just to feel like I can breathe." Said ben, "weird, how it can be so hard to feel normal. Now that everything is so... normal" Ben tap Brooklynn back, "see, those pteranodons up there, " he pointed.

"Uh-huh," "one of them grabbed a freshman's backpack and took off with it." Brooklynn was surprised, "no way!" She said, looking at ben. "She had to tell her professor a dinosaur ate her homework." Brooklynn laughs, "what?" Ben, ask.

"That's really funny!" She says, "Well, not to her, she failed her assignment." Brooklynn laughs louder, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, no, I'm sorry, that's really sad, *snort* that's sad, " she said. "The point is, I don't know if there's such a thing as normal anymore"

"Yeah," "Anyway, how's everything with you? Any cool stories you're working on? Wrong to be righted? Buried truth to be uncovered?" Ben question, Brooklyn giggle,"trying, it is hard out there, for a reformed 'social media influencer turned asprining investigative journalist'" she says.

"What about this website I showed you?" Ben ask, "OMG, dark jurassic? Yes, amazing," "isn't it?" Ben agreed. "I mean, it's so hard to take it too seriously when the first post on the homepage is... 'What if the nublar seven actually died on the island and doctor Wu cloned and replaced them'"

Ben laughs, "There's definitely some pretty out-there stuff on there, but every so often, there's something that seems, I don't know..." "real?" Brooklynn question. "Real," "Yeah, like the clone thing." Both Ben and Brooklynn laugh together.

Back to reality. Ben looks at the mirror and sees a mysterious car behind them. Darius woke up from his nap, "Sorry, I forgot how much running from dinos can take it outta of you. Oh, pull off here. I've had to go to the bathroom since before we left, " but Ben passed it.

"Dude, did you hear me?" Darius asks, but ben kept quiet, Darius was curious. "What's going on?" He questioned. "We're being followed," Ben answered, Darius sighed, "we lost those raptors hours ago. We don't know-"

"Not them. There's a car. " Darius turned and saw a car following them, "Every time I turn, they turn. When I slow down, they slow down... when I speed up..." Ben drive really fast, as the car also speeds up.

"They're speeding up too," Darius was shocked, "yep." Ben hit with full speed, passing one car in front of them. They looked behind that the car had passed the same car. "They're not letting on," "Hang on." Ben pressed van really fast, "stop!" Darius shouted.

"Not yet, I-" "Ben, stop!" Then Ben, see Nasutoceratops in front of them and hit the breaks. The van almost hit the nasutoceratops, the Nasutoceratops roar, and started moving. Ben realized the car and looked at the mirror.

Then, the car is pulling up with full speed and stops, ben and darius are nervous, and the car leaves. " Okay, so... maybe it wasn't following us, " Ben said as a relief. "What the fuck happened?!" You shout scaring Darius and ben.

"Nothing! ben almost hit nasutoceratops, " said Darius. The next morning, darius still wants to go to the bathroom, "ruby rope?" Ben, ask, "I'd rather have a bathroom. " Ben grabbed box with ruby rope, took all out, and handed it to Darius.

Darius was disgusted, "What? I've done it dozens of times. " Darius, drop the box. Then van have a low gas, "what was that?" Darius asks, "Nothing," Ben said, "are we out of gas?" Ben, try to play it cool, "no. "

"Who said we're out of gas?" You ask, "not for 37 miles." He said, "Ben, we've have to stop. Look, whatever's going on, we'll be quick, we promise, " you said. Ben sighs, "Thank you, then we can get some real licorice, not this fake stuff," said Darius.

When arriving at the gas station and there's nasutoceratops in the shade, "another nasutoceratops?" Ben question, "a younger one, but big. They must be migrating from up north."

"Maybe we should find another place to stop," Ben suggests, "Benjamin, if you don't pull up, me and (Y/N) are gonna jump out of your moving van. Is that what you want?" Darius asks.

"Okay, okay, I'm pulling over." Ben, pull over, and you guys got off, ben filled his van with gas, as he filled the gas. "I don't care. This is urgent. " he heard a man calling on the phone, "Just get here when you can, " as ben spies the man.

The man faces him, causing ben to turn back. "It's happening, it's happening," he mutters, "typical gas station bathroom, no soap, no paper towels." You're gross out, then you saw Ben on the ground.

"You scared me," Ben breathed out, "what are yo-... you know what? I don't know why you're on the ground, " you said, ben stand up, shaking. "We gotta get outside of here," Ben requested.

"Right after we get gas, 'pay cashier' I'll be right back." Darius left you and ben, "(Y/N), stop him!" You look at confused, "Ben, I have tool here. " You show him your tool in your jacket, Ben was surprised.

"Here, use pepper spray if you feel treated," you handed Ben the pepper spray, "what about you?" Ben, ask, "I'll get some snack. " You left Ben on his own. Darius approaches the man, "You see that dinosaur, and you still stopped?" The man ask.

"Well, we didn't really have a choice," Darius handed him the cash. "You know, I phoned the DPW to come collect that thing, but they're getting so many calls. They don't know when they can get out here. Is, uh, your friend, okay?" The man asked, darius turned and saw Ben hiding.

"No," he said, "you three look familiar," the man said, "Oh, um, yeah, we kinda, -" "Probably just have one of those faces. Uh, three of those faces," Ben said, "no. I know you. You're those kids who were on that island. The something eight..."

"Nublar seven," Darius answered, "Yeah, yeah, good talk. We really gotta go. " Ben pulled darius away, and single (Y/N) to come. "Let's move, I don't trust him," he said, "the gas station attendant?" Darius question.

"I heard him on the phone. They called someone about us." You sigh, "Ben, we have been over this. He's just the gas station attendant. He just called DPW for the dinosaur, " you said. "Or they're trying to stall us!"

Darius grabbed Ben shoulder, "Ben, will you stop for a second? There's no one following us, okay? No one is tracking our phones, and the gas station attendant in the middle of nowhere is not out to get us. You gotta stop this, dude. " Darius, explain.

"Don't you think I want to? But I can't! Someone treated us, and we got attacked by raptors. Who knows where we're safe? If we'll be safe again? I thought you guys understood, but you're sticking your head in the sand! Just like you did when she died."

Darius was disbelief, "You're right, I did hide, but I'm not hiding now. I'm here with you, aren't I? Because despite what we've seen, what makes sense, we trust you. Why can't you trust us, too?" Ben didn't say a word.

Then, the Nasutoceratops started to wake up and scratch it's horn with the pipe, causing the ceiling to shake. "What's it doing?" The man ask, "sharping it's horn, " you both said. But the Nasutoceratops horn got stuck in the pipe, "Uh-oh, it's stuck," the Nasutoceratops try to break free.

"We gotta get it out of here before it takes down this whole place," said Darius, "what?!" The man was surprised, "maybe these scrubs can lure it away, " you suggest, "(Y/N), you know the Nasutoceratops, don't eat desert shrub." Said ben.

"Well, do you have a better idea?" You question, the Nasutoceratops whine loudly, "There's gotta be something in there. " Ben ran to the store. "Okay, I'll try to keep it calm." Darius walks closer to the Nasutoceratops.

"Hey there, buddy." Nasutoceratops was terrified, "it's okay, we got you. Just relax, and we'll all get through this together." The Nasutoceratops calms down, and darius touches it face to keep it calm. "Darius, catch!" Ben throws Darius some bag of chips.

"Onyi-Os?" Darius question, "it all they had!" Darius opened the chip and placed it on Nasutoceratops' face to lure it. "Mm! Yummy, Onyi-Os." You and ben grab it horn, try to get it out.

You look to see two Nasutoceratops, "Huh, guys?" You said, darius freak out. "No, no, no! It's all good. Just calm down. " The Nasutoceratops push Ben away and leak some oil. The pipe spark, causing to make fire.

"Hey, get a fire extinguisher!" You shout, you both try to pull the horn back, the fire starting to spread. "We gotta hurry!" In about one more pull, the horn came off.

The man brings the fire extinguisher but gets so scared that he will fall back and drop the fire extinguisher. Ben got the fire extinguisher, and put the fire out.

Then, the Nasutoceratops reunited its family, "Nice work, man!" You smack his back. Ben laughs, "Thanks. I haven't ever been scared in my life," you smiled, "tell me something, how did you kids survive out there? How were you not terrified all the time?" The man ask.

"Oh, we were. Kinda never really goes away. you just gotta learn not to let fear control you. Plus, we had each other." Said ben, "we should probably get going, huh?" You said. "Yeah!" Darius agreed.

"You're not getting away that easily." You guys freak out, "you gotta stock up on snacks. On the house! Least I can do since you saved my life and my business"

"Thanks for everything," you said, as you guys go to the van, "Okay. Guess I was wrong about them, too."

You went inside the car with bags on your hand. "Just don't drink too much, or we'll be stopping every five minutes." You laugh about it. "A guy has to go to the bathroom one time and never hears the end of it." Said Darius.

You both buckle your seat belt, "to Sammy's?" You said, "to Sammy's, " said ben. Ben, hand out your favorite treat, "ooh, you got the good stuff"

"Debatable. Ruby Rope rule. But if you like the clearly inferior Twibblers, who am I to judge?" Said ben, "have you ever even tried them?" Ben took a bite of it.

"Okay! Wow, yeah, those are - whoa, those are... wow, you win. " Darius laughs, "told ya. " Then Darius saw a car aside from the road.

"Thanks, you guys, for coming with me and keeping me grounded." Ben thanked, "of course, we gotta stick together. " Ben, try to get another Darius snack, "Hey! I thought this was my peace offering, " he said, "You're right, you're right"

NEXT STOP TO SAMMY!!

Sorry if I haven't posted anything.

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"x" marks the end ࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

a fic from the perspective of se mi backtrack: "time to say goodbye", sarah brightman + andrea bocelli inspiration: this is an assignment for my writing class lol

she knew it was stupid, but she bet on kindness.

well, it wasn't really stupid. looking back on it, it was more like bad luck. trust in the wrong place.

she joined for the money. she had won a bit playing games against the recruiter, and when he offered her a chance to play more games for a chance to win $315 million, she couldn't refuse.

when she woke up in the warehouse-like dormitory, the first thing she thought was she'd been kidnapped. the van that brought her here had picked her up at night, and when she got in, there had been this weird fog that filled the car. she didn't remember anything after that.

there were hundreds of other people in the dormitory with her. bunk beds were stacked twenty feet into the air, one for each person, and each player was wearing the same green tracksuit and white tee. she noticed the white number printed on the upper left of her own jacket: 380. there were 456 people in total. to win that money, she would have to beat 455 people. she kept to herself, silently observing everyone and trying to assess who would be her biggest threat. if she could remain calm, she'd have a good chance at the money.

she quickly realized this may not be true.

she passed the first game, red light green light, easily. those who lost were killed, shot down right in front of her. she managed to stay still, but the stench of blood was heavy in the air. gunshots and screams perforated her mind. after she crossed the line safely, she realized she was trembling. there was someone else's blood on her tracksuit. to lose here meant death. that changed everything.

when the survivors were asked to vote whether they wanted to continue or stop the games, she almost pressed the x, to stop. there was a small voice in her head that told her staying would be a death sentence. but there was another voice that told her she could win. she was afraid of death, but not of these games. she had nothing to lose; her life was worse outside. she watched herself press the o, to continue. she received a blue o and stuck it to her tracksuit.

the second game required the players to play in a team of five. she didn't like this. she already was wary of the others, and now that they knew this was a death game, who was left for her to trust? she meandered through the crowd of people, looking for someone she could deem trustworthy.

she found that someone in a young man cowering by himself off to the side. he was shorter than her, and when she tapped him on the shoulder, he jumped. as he turned around, she took note of the number on his tracksuit: 125. a red x was pinned under his number. "what's your name?" she asked.

he spoke with a stutter, and avoided eye contact: "m-minsu."

minsu. she made sure to remember. "what brought you here?" she asked, referring to the games.

he was about to answer, but then another voice cut into the conversation: "hey. señorita."

she registered that "señorita" meant her after a few seconds, and slowly turned around. the one who spoke was player 230, a young man with spiky purple hair. by his side were two others: 124 and 256, both young men around her age. all three worse blue os.

this was not great. 124 was visibly annoyed that 230, who was clearly the leader of their group, wanted a girl and a dork (his words) to join their team. but 230 was adamant, and she was pretty sure this was the best luck she was going to have. they were athletic, she was smart. she'd be safe with them, at least for now. then she watched 230 open his cross necklace and take out a colorful pill. he popped it into his mouth and handed one to 124.

she started to rethink just how much faith she should place in 230.

but she had made the right decision to join him; they passed the second game. as they were herded back toward the dormitory, minsu caught up t her. "why did you talk to me?"

she tilted her head. minsu was not brave, smart, or athletic. he was truly, in 124's words, a dork. but she chose him anyway, and the reason was simple. "because I thought I could trust you." he was shy and timid; she was calm and realistic. in her, he found someone to stand behind, and in him, she found a friend. during the next round, he voted to stay, swapping out his x for an o. it was perfect.

perfection, she thought now, has a way of crumbling. for a few hours, maybe a day, everything was fine. then the cracks started to appear and spiderweb across the fragile glass of perfection.

the third game was called mingle. the players were herded into a large room, where they stood on a large platform that spun slowly while happy music played. when a voice came over the speakers to say a number, they would have to form a group with that number of people and run to one of the smaller rooms that were located around the big central room. she stuck with minsu, 230, 124, and 256. they passed the first round smoothly. the second round asked for four people. 230, who was high on one of his pills, kicked 256 to the ground before taking 124 and running toward a room. she pulled minsu, who had frozen in shock, toward the room as well, and they watched from inside as 256 was shot down.

the third round came. 230, who was initially devastated at his good friend 256's death, even though he had been the one to kick him out of the group in the first place, was still high. he and 124 linked arms and danced around, before the voice came over the speakers again. "three."

groups of three. 230, 124, 125, 380. that made four numbers. four people.

"rock paper scissors!" 230 demanded of her and minsu. "winner comes with us!"

"come with me," she said to minsu, holding out her hand. we'll find someone else. we don't need to stay with these jerks. her faith in 230 had run out. she was no longer safe with him. minsu stared at her, looking like a kicked puppy. his lip quivered.

"now!" 230 barked. "rock, paper, scissors, shoot!"

she glared at him, but he didn't notice. then she looked back at minsu.

he was holding out two fingers. scissors. she looked at her own hand, which was still outstretched so he could take it. paper.

her stomach dropped. she suddenly understood what people meant when they said they felt like they had been punched in the stomach.

"minsu with the scissors!" 124 chortled, and they pulled him away, laughing and cheering.

her chest felt thin as she struggled to breathe. time was running out--she hoped 124 would die soon--and she wasn't going to find a group, she was going to get locked out of the rooms--she really hoped 124 would die soon--and get shot down, she was going to die here and--

someone grabbed her. instinctively she took off, running for her life toward one of the few empty rooms left. when it was over, she exited the room slowly, feeling numb. she gave a small nod to the two players who had taken her with them and saved all of their lives. then she felt eyes on her. she looked to her side and locked eyes with minsu. his mouth opened, as if to call her name. she turned away.

round three of voting. the remaining players--there were less than a hundred of them now--were separated into xs and os. when it was her turn she pressed the x, swapped out her o, and quietly walked over to the x side. she kept quiet, but was alerted to attention when she heard 124's voice from the o side: "minsu, you know how to vote. we're going to play one more game, yeah?" he clapped minsu's shoulders, pushing him forward so the latter was closer to her. then he looked over minsu's head to lock eyes with her smugly. she flipped him off.

minsu nervously stumbled up to the voting podium. 230 and 124 cheered for him: "team o, let's go!" minsu turned around and looked at her, an emotion she couldn't place heavy on his face. was that pleading? guilt? he pressed the x too, switching sides again.

tensions were rising. she heard that there would probably be a fight tonight. people would kill, others would be killed. dinner that night came with a fork. she turned it over in her hand. anything could be a deadly weapon if you tried hard enough.

later that night, something big happened. she learned through whispers and rumors: player 230 got into a scuffle with another player; he took a fork to the throat and bled out on the men's bathroom floor. after the lights went out, people attacked. she gripped her fork tightly, huddling on her bed and pressing herself to the wall. maybe if she stayed quiet, nobody would notice her.

someone was next to her. they cursed at her, and then she was dragged from her bed. she screamed, but nobody was coming to save her; everyone was screaming. the lights flickered, and she caught a glimpse of the player's number: 124.

she didn't stand a chance against 124. he was strong, strong enough to overpower her, and she was backed against the wall. he disarmed her easily, got on top of her and pinned her to the ground. the silver fork in his hands glinted in the air before he stabbed it deep into her neck.

she understood now. she was just a little tragedy. if she voted x from the start, if she never got involved with 230, if she didn't trust minsu, she could have lived. she could have lived.

a glass bottle crashed next to them, clipping 124 on the way down. he cursed, looking up to see where it had come from. someone was lying on a bunk above them, leaning over the edge. she squinted. had someone come to rescue her? did someone care about her?

the person disappeared and did not come down to defend her. she already knew who it was, but her eyes desperately found the white number on the tracksuit anyway.

125.

okay so I haven't actually watched the show in full so some plot points will differ lol. and if this wasn't clear by now, this isn't a x reader fic, it's a fic from se mi's perspective to flesh out her character. ALSO I got the sick perfection quote from an author here, but I forget who ;-; I'm so sorry

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Top 10 Nick x Charlie fics I’ve read (March 2025)

Caught in the Rain by IdoGeek [G]

The weather app had promised sunshine. Nick and Charlie had dressed accordingly—Nick in a light blue polo and shorts, Charlie in a loose t-shirt and ripped jeans. The summer air was thick with warmth, cicadas humming in the distance as they arrived at the park for an afternoon walk. The scent of sunbaked grass mixed with the faint sweetness of flowers, the breeze whispering through the towering trees. Everything about the day felt lazy and golden, a picture-perfect summer afternoon.

Eternity by kingdomfaraway [T]

Dad’s asleep when I enter his room, carrying his lunch. It’s not unusual, he takes naps more often now than ever before and the doctor’s had told us not to worry, it’s normal. He’s nearly a hundred years old now, I guess that’s what is expected when you’ve been alive for nearly a century. He looks really small in the King size bed, we talked to him about maybe downsizing, but he insisted on keeping the bed he shared with Papa. I don’t blame him, really, it was hard enough getting rid of Papa’s things as it was. A lot of stuff we kept, his jumpers untouched, his older Vans piled in the small closet on top of Dad’s old Converse. Papa’s keys are still in the bowl by the door, it’d been ages since he touched them before he passed, but now it’s too difficult to move them.

How (Not) to Flirt with Boys by 7ate9 [G]

“Hey, Mum?” Sarah glanced over with a small smile as she continued washing the dishes. “Hm?” “How do you flirt with boys?” Or an accidental 5+1 of Nick failing epically at flirting with Charlie, and one time he's kind of okay at it

i’m so into you by incompatiblestarsigns [M]

Charlie is a first year at Leeds and keeps running into his flatmate’s friend, Nick. When he starts developing a crush, he realises it may not be as one-sided as he originally thought.

The Invitation by yousopuglywrites [M]

Nick receives an invitation from Jane Spring that he wasn't expecting. A look into Nick and Charlie's relationship with each other and Jane from their university years.

Little Did I Know by tinyarmedtrex [M]

"No um," She flushed and ducked her head. "It's someone you haven't met, someone new." "Ah." Nick preemptively poured himself more wine. "Is this someone you want to date?" He asked as gently as he could. Her face instantly shifted to disgust. "Ugh, dad, no one says that anymore." Her blush deepened. "But yes. Kinda." Or, Nick is a single parent to a teen girl, who is overjoyed to be in her first relationship. The only problem? Nick is developing feelings for Charlie, the dad of his daughter's girlfriend.

The Love I Was Too Afraid to Chase by JaeJae2Go [G]

Nick and Charlie forever. But someone else in Hamlet House fell for Charlie too.

Never Has Nick Ever by Rhizomatic [T]

It’s when Stan pushes a curl off Charlie’s forehead with a tender finger that Nick realises he’s never seen Charlie, like, canoodle with a boyfriend before. How can that be right? He’s had every chance to observe Charlie’s dating behaviour with all of his recent exes, but for some reason… he’s literally never seen Charlie kissing a man? …☕☕☕… Nick and Charlie are neighbors, best friends (don't tell Tao), and bros being pals. Because he's the best mate a guy could have, Nick sets Charlie up with Stan. Unfortunately, when he sees Charlie and Stan with each other, Nick feels Some Type of Way. Things devolve from there. Featuring pining!Charlie, oblivious!Nick, exasperated friends, and relentless ribbing.

the pet name game by pheoni [T]

“Looks like Tao’s becoming more of a romantic than you.” “No,” Nick said, looking appalled. “No. I refuse to accept that.” “He does have better pet-name game,” Isaac observed. “…Thus far.” They let those words sink in. “You know what that means, Charlie?” Nick said slowly. Charlie knew full well what it meant. “We already have pet names, though,” he pointed out. “Dork and idiot.” “Yeah, but they’re not, like, romantic, are they?” Nick and Charlie decide to experiment with pet names. Things get a little out of hand…

what makes nick happy is… pirates by pheoni [T]

“You look…” “Swashbuckling?” Charlie offered. “Better than my pirate dreams,” Nick breathed. He wasn’t even joking. He felt like something had just awakened inside of him. Charlie snorted. “Oh my god, Nick. Now, will you help me with—” Nick grabbed the wig from Charlie’s hand and tossed it behind him. “Can I kiss you?” Charlie’s eyes widened. “Now?” “I’d rather not get a bunch of synthetic beard in my mouth, so… yes?” In answer, Charlie kicked the bedroom door closed with the heel of his black leather boot. He grabbed Nick’s frilly white scarf and yanked their faces together. A not-so-serious study on Nick’s Pirate Thing™. Inspired by Alice's Halloween art.

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Drag (car) racer Steve

WIP Wednesday! Make me write!

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King shook his head. “Nothing you have will ever pass these lips, so you best take your ‘wares’ elsewhere, man.”

“I’ll find something that will,” Eddie murmured with a knowing smirk. “Just wait.”

“Keep dreamin’, you dork,” King said, shaking his head fondly. “Go on, your real customers are waiting.”

Eddie straightened up and turned to the crowd. “I’ll be at my van and you know the prices. Anything you want. Until I run out.” He lopped back to his van to watch the races.

[dvhmanvan]

If someone is planning to move to a new location, hiring a van is the most practical solution. It is a useful vehicle that can safely take up a heavy load of goods and transport them from one location to another. It also reduces the need for multiple trips for transporting the goods.

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alright i was planning to put out a big celebratory nublar six fanart for chaos theory day but since its 10 and I'm only done with darius I'm putting a pin in that and instead posting the notes i took at the time while watching the show!!

BIG JURASSIC WORLD CHAOS THEORY SPOILERS AHEAD

I'm going to come out with more sane-sounding analyses and all when i calm down so stick around for that -> for this i was just writing down whatever was in my head while watching but it's still fun!! (italicized the best fragments)

episode 1: - oh my fucking god bens a redditor. my sweet boy what have u done to him - darius calling brooklynn just to hear her voice made me tear up :(( - oh my GOD i missed benrius so so much

episode 2: - HE TURNED HIS VAN INTO A HUGE DORK POUCH AWWW LOVE THIS LITTLE (BIG) GUY - "guess we could've looked that up but… well…" BEN. - WHAT THE FUCK WHATTHEFUCK BEN AND BROOKLYNN WHY ARE U DOING THIS TO ME - SHES SO CUTE…… - im crying,,,, - brookes an investigative journalist awww that fits her so well - them bonding over dark jurrassic i CANNOT - ben being obsessive and dealing with constant anxiety ahhh - darius just called ben 'benjamin' i am in shambles - ohhhwwhbgb theyre fighting over trust and brooklynn and ughghhh my babies - awww bonding over candy i MISSED THEM SO MUCH

episode 3: - SAMMY LIVING ON HER FARM AHH - she doesnt talk to her parents anymore??? girl we all KNOW you care, you loved them SO MUCH?? she sacrificed so much for them what the hell happened - BUMPER CARRRRR SHES HEERREEEEEE - AWWW HER AND BENS REUNION!!!!!!! - ben defending bumpy. also i dont like carlos - SAMMY GIRLIE I LOVE U SO MUCH PLEASE GO SEE A THERAPIST. AVOIDING UR PROBLEMS BY KEEPING URSELF BUSY ISN'T HEALTHY. PLEASE - WHATTHEFUCK WHATTHEFUCK HER SEEING BROOKE I AM IN SHAMBLES - SAMMY GUTTIEREZ. STOP. - THE TEARS IN HER EYES - OH MY GOD IM SOBBING WHAT THE FUCK - "And what, Darius? Stop and think about Brooklynn dying, or my family not speaking to me, or Yaz pulling away from me? No. I… I can't stop. I won't." JESUS FUCGIN CHRSIT WHY - ^ im gonna have to post a whole analysis on this scene because wgat the fuck man - seeing them back in their 'hiding from the dinos' selves fbiudsjkbgfskd - Sammy with Brookes jacket awhghh - ^ also i STILL believe Brooklynns alive I DONT CARE WGAT ANYBODY SAYS PKAEASE - ^^ HHDFUSIGIF - alr this is the 2nd scene involving cars and jumping i have to start counting - ok ths is building up GOOD

episode 4: - ben being emo and sighing so somebody would notice him BROO - THEYRE SO CUTE?? benrius married for the double income shenanigans - YEAH BUMPYS A BOSS SHELL BE FINE - BGFDHUJKH THEYRE ADORABLE - i didn't know i needed benrius conspiring together until we got it - BEN HAS A GIRLFRIEND. !!!! - DARIUSES FLASHBACK SJIT?? - these children. (theyre older than me now i think) - oh my fucking god theyre all so traumatised - DARIUS AND KENJI ARENT ON SPEAKING TERMS. THE HELL. - KENJIIIII HEIII!!! - HES IGNORING HIM. WHAT THE FUVKING HWELL - hes an eat-love-climb kinda guyy - WHYRE THEY FIGHTINGG - oh hes BLAMING DARIUS for brooklynn? KENJI KON WHAT THE FUCK - she went to see daniel?????? why. - SAM CALLING YASMINA ALL THE TIME I - KENJ AND DARIUS WITH TRUST - sammy ranting about yaz doing things she doesn't like i- PLEASE communicate. i beg u creator gods make them actually TALK to each other - "I think we should split up." "gasp you and yaz?!" "what?! noo! us! the three of us!!! …why, did she say somethin'?" OH MY GODSHBKJG HOW BAD IS THEIR SITUATION IM SCARED - sammy just tickled the keys off him - THEY LEFT DARIUS TO DEAL WITH IT. - okay them having the emotional conversation ON THE CLIFFSIDE. ok. - KENJI BROKE UP W HER?? alright were getting dinostar then right - ^ christ man i am too good at guessing these things - DARIUS NOT KNOWING HOW CLIMBING ROPES WORK LMAO - okay B&Kenji were cute im gonna miss them - but Brooklynn ignoring him,,, JUSTIFIES IT. I GET IT KENJ OK - POOR KENJI??? WTF??????????? - OH GODFFDHGFBV AND BEFORE HER DEATH TOO WHY - OKAY i get that i should pay more attention to the dinostar crumbs and all but all i feel rn is sympathy for kenji. hes been done wrong ENTIRELY in this scenario and just. man. - HTEY GOT BUMPY

episode 5: - aiaiai darius babY PLEASE - make them COMMUNICATE. PKEAFEEE - kenji calls ds mom more than he does whagthehellman - SAMS STILL CALLING YAZ AGHHH - OK THE TEARS IN HER EYES STOP IT - her and 'benjamin' bickering AHH - SHES SOOOO GIRLBOSS I LOVE LVOE HER - WTF THAT GUYS AN ASSHOLE?? - aaand THEYRE FREEING THE DINOS! - FHUCkin daniel kon - AHH THEYRE SO CUTESY - BEN SUSPECTING SAMMY. AND JUST SAMMY. WHAT THE FUCK - 'but i promise, I do trust you. now.' OOOHHHH MY SWEET SWEET DUDEEE. FUCK U - i get WHY i GUESSS, with his paranoia and all but thats an ASSHOLE move - daniel and kenji ermmbnbgvjsdk - HES TRYING TO MANIPULATE HIM AGAAAINN DUDE ITS GETTING BORING - w6AT. TF. KENJI - ooh the good ol dino chase!! - SAMMY BEING A GOOD FIGHTER AWHGHH - WFAH THAT SCARED ME - ok they made up!! - I KNEW THIS GUY WAS AWFUL - OKAYYYYY KENJ YESSS TALK ABOUT IT!!! FINALLYYYY COMMUNICATIONNNN - YESWSS AHDJFSN THEYRE TALKING - I LOVE THIS SO MUCH TEARS FLOWING DOWN MY CHEEKS AHFGDS - I HATE THIS FUCKING GUY AIGERG SDFJ - YES KENJI GO OFF BITCH!!!!!! - brooke… whatttth, - TF WAS SHE DOING - OH MY FUCKING GOD THE SCREAM I SCREAMT WHEN I SAW THIS DINOSAUR CONTROLLING PERSON NIGHTMARE FUCKING FUEL - WHAT THE FGUCK WHYS SHE SO UNCANNY VALLEY I LITTERALLY JUMPED AND MOVED AWAY IMMEDIATELY - oh he doesnt die :( - still WHO IS THAT?? - oh he does die :) - fr tho - KENJI POOR BABY IM SO SORRY. as if he didnt go through enough already.. - WHY TEHGFHBVCKJS OH WHO ARE U U EERIE FUCKIN - is kenj having a panic attack!!!! - BCFHSDKJFBJKDBFKJVX THEYRE SO CUFKING SCARY WHY ARE THEIR MOVEMENTS SO MECHANICAL - KENJI SAYING お父さん NOW I AM DDYING. I WILL NOT RECOVER.

episode 6: - SHITTTT YAZ'S HEREEE - ohhhh fuck shes dealing with A LOT - DARLING U OK??? - THE FLASHBACKS ARE TERRIFYING - shes so pretty!!!! - BROOKLYNN BITCH WHTWS FD - THEYRE SOOOOO CUTEEEEE - I LOVE HOW YAZS MENTAL HEALTH ISSUES HAVE BEEN AND STILL ARE PORTRAYED - I'm SO glad to see her dealing with everything and slowly getting over some of her trauma - ooh ok YAZ AND SAMMY - THEYRE SO HSGDIUF - okay so the solution to the problem is. TALK. its just. TALK TO EACH OTHER. - AWHH OK SHES NOT READY I SUPPOSEE - SHIT sam bb i get protecting the ones u love. but u shouldnt hide things from ur gf just so she doesnt feel bad. especially things so huge. - AND YAZ. babygirl. you shouldn't avoid your gf if shes doing something ure uncomfortable with. you shouldn't ignore her and make her feel bad abt it. YASAMY. THIS IS AN INTERVENSION. TALK TO EACH OTHER. ACTUALLY. PLEASE - ^ this is me showing how much im loving this storyline. VERY annoyed. love angst in fav ships. GOTTA HAVE SOME SPICE ONCE IN A WHILE I GET IT - ^^ but if they break up im killing myself - sammY PLEASEEFH DONT ASSUME JUST TALK. PTSD/MENTAL HEALTH IN GENERAL ISNT THAT SIMPLE - theyre both doing wrong things AND I JUST AGHHH -ALTHOUGHH when they finally DO communicate itll be SOO satysfying - EEEE HERE THEY AREEEEEEE - awkward. a little. BUT SWEET - OK NO I CHANGED MY MIND THEYRE SOOOO CUTEEEE - and ben and yazs friendship AGHGHHHG - therapy island. awh okayy!! - YAZS SO PASSIONATE I LOVE IT - 'ohohohhh… let me show u!… benny boy' - this is GOOD. it IS impressive!! - SAMMY STOP IT - YES YASMINA TALK ABOUT IT - I AM LOVING THIS OH MY GOD - JESUS CHRIST BEN - NAH WHAT THE FUCK - WHY. BENJAMIN. - yasammyyyyyy i love u to hell and back WHY R U LIKE THIS - ben&yaz bonding!!!! - YEAHHH SHES HAPPY FOR UUUU - THE BESTIESSSS - OH MY GOD THE FUCKING DINOSAURS ALWAYS RUIN EVERYTHING - ohhh this isnt good!!! - OHHKAY THE GUYS DEAD WHAT THE FUCK - jumping car scene count: 3 - 'big bens got moves' SHE SAID THE LINE - i feel like DPW is gonna play a bigger role in this - ^AND IM RIGHT. - WGAT THE FUCNK

episode 7: - OHKAY WHATS GOING ON - theyre up buttt….. what the hell r they gonna do. they either drown or get eaten by a dino. - YASAMMMYYYYY I MISSED U SO MUCH - AND THEYRE SPEAKING AND SHJOWING AND HFUDSI - okay KENJIS HABING A PANIC ATTACK I AM - quick break to say the mental health representation and how its done in this show is one of the best examples on how to portray mentally unwell characters I've seen lately - WTF DOES THIS GUY HAVE TO DO WITH THIS - bens soggy van is what ure complaining about rn guttierez??? - OK THE SCENE OF BS DEATH I CANT IM SOBBING - them both reaching for the phone ok. - THEYRE ALIVE, - YASAMMYS BACK OFFICIALLY PEOPLE I AM SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP - ben respectfully i love u but that van wouldve died of old age in a matter of a week - SHE HAD A PLACE - he finally got to throw them phones away - I AM SCREAMING OVER THESE YASAMMY MOMENTS IM AHGFSFJSV - 'oh i am so gonna hunt them from beyond the grave' yasmina fadoula will u marry me - oh right they dont have their phones so theyre not gonna be able to find each other - ok so if im picking up what theyre putting down correctly brooklynn was investigating illegall DPW dinosaur dropoffs?? - cant tell if kenjis coming to terms with it or being jealous - WHAT THE FUCK OK SHE EITHER GOT REALLY INTO THAT INVESTIGATING OR SHES ACTUALLY WENT CRAZY - ok this kenji sequence questioning scene was amazing

episode 8: - wgat the aHELL wr they doin - ok darius and kenji awkwardly connecting. good - ^and darius being protective around kenj over brooklynns phone since he left so many voicemails that he doesnt want him to hear? jesus christ man - OKAY my favourite little trio in a truck with a dinosaur chat do we think theyll survive this - tbh the amount of times in these kids lives where the probablity of survival was scary low is. er. sad - ^ not only for them cause of trauma and stuff but for the random bg characters - dude dies after seeing a dino ONCE but six random kids? yeah theyll survive DOZENS without help - quickly ill just say we need a name for the lesbians and their emotional support muscle wall. their dynamic is superb - the kenji and brooklynn video I LOVE THEM - BABYTALK - . POOKIE BEAR. KENJI WENJI. - shit fuckballs they're fighting again - darius. just. talk? - YES THIS IS GOOD TOO THIS IS GOOD - that CAN be a coping mechanism i GUESSS - what. who r u - DPW BOSS? - YEAH I THOUGHT THEYD FALL FOR THAT AGAIN THANK GOD - YOU WERE IN WHAT WITH WHO NOW - ^WHAT THHFSDN - ^^I WAS EXPECTING THIS HIGHKEY BUT STILL - ^^^ its good that he told kenji about this - ^^^^ and its GREAT that kenji's understanding - is this THE video??? - SHE IS WHAT NOW - maybe this is how they get to take these dinos away?? by pretending the dinos are dead in the face of the law?? - 'ooh heyyy!. boo.' I LOVE U GUYS - it IS the video. - OK BUT A LITTLE BIT LONGER - if i was in dariuses place i would NEVER recover - KENJI RESPECTFULLY DON;T - ^DONT BLAME HIM???? - please dont let this be the scary lady - YEAH KENJ ATLEAST URE RESPECTFUL - whats going on with bumpy. - YASAMMMY I WANNA INJECT U INTO MY VEINS - SHESAIDTHELINESHESAIDTHELINE - ^ 'wanna make a little chaos?' WHAT IF I DIE. WHAT IF I DIE YASMINA. WHAT THEN. - 'maybe. maybe not!!!!' BABIES?? - r the dinos drugged or controlled with the same method the inhumane ladys using - ^or are they tranqued out of their minds. idk. - OH SHIT? THEY SHOULDNT KILL AT THE WATERING HOLE guess it isnt really that is it - BENJAMIN NO

episode 9: - now SAMMYS anxiety's spiking - ok bens gonna not die hopefully?? - i love them stalking. the little creepers. hehe - BUMPER CARRR WHATS GOING ON - ^ is she drugged or smth :((( - ^^^maybe shes pregnant?? but idk idk i dont think so - ^^^^ fucking forshadowing - ^^^^^ i sincerely hope its more positive than im thinking - COMMUNICATION!!!!!!!! YESSSS!!! - theyre the cutest!!!! Yasammy charades level teamwork!!!!! - ok i love both the teams - kenji and darius sticking up for each other despite everything. DO THEY WANNA MAKE ME SUFFER - the kon puns im crying - KENJI HELPING DARIUS CLIMB IM SCREAMING - ok quick intermission i LOVE yazs design shes so cute - hndsgjkb JUST FIND EACH OTHER ALREADY - BENJAMIN CMON U GOTTA SAVE HER - 'Are you dying?' WHATRF ESDGUHKUFDGKJBFDXBFVGBUFIDCFGVBKJSDXBC K EFAHBUISDAGEBDBWAUISDFK - ^ NO - ^^ NO - ^^^ NOOOOOOO - WHATTTTTFDSDGJBMGDF - SHE CANT BE - ILL SOB MY EYES OUT I SWEAR TO GOD - BEN HIDING AND CRYING I - I FEEL U IM DOING THE SAME EXACT THING RN - OKAY THEY KNOW NOW - yaz&sammy&kenji&darius reunion1!!!!1! - ^ AND WHERES BEN - BUMPY. U STRONG STRONG WOMAN. I WANT U TO KNOW THAT IF U DIE. I WILL TOO. - IM GONNA KILL MYSLEF/.

(this i fear is where i realise that im going insane)

- CREEPY MICRO BANGS IS AN AMAZING NAME FOR UNCANNY VALLEY WOMAN YEAH - yeah atp i think weve all figured out its an illegal dino selling business - wGAT - yeah WTF WAS SHE DOING - 'no talk. come quick. bumpys dying.' IM FUCKING DYING TOO!!!!!!!! FUCK THIS SHIT OH MY GOD - BUMPER CAR DO NOT. PLEASE. DONT. - WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK I WAS RIGHT - ^ WTF WTF I - thats an egg. - DONT THINK ABOUT IT BUD.

episode 10: - these kids r so traumatised they do not need this - IS SHE RLY DEAD…. - ok so its two separate factors i think?? DPW on one side, creepy micro bangs on the other. right? - ^ this is delving DEEP into the mystery factor… - BEN WTF!!!!! DONT JUST??? DO THAT???????? - OMFG SHES HERE - ^ I HATE HER IHATEHERIHATEHER - SHES WHY THE DINOS R ACTING WEIRD - WHY IS SHE SO FUCKING UNCANNY I CANNOT - ^ SHES LIKEA CARNIVORE DINOSAUR IF IT WAS A HUMAN - ok so SHES the real boss. the unresponsive. wide eyed. controlling dinosaurs. microbangs. woman. - SWHE KILLED BROOKLYNN. - ^ WHAT THE FUCK. - im ngl i DID kinda dig her vibe but AFTER HEARING THIS I JUST CAngfijbdsuif FUCK U - who THE HELL - GET UR FREAKY ASS BOB AWAY - BRUH PUT THAT FUCKING WHISTLE DOWN - IM GOING TO HAVE NIGHTMARES OVER THIS LADY - WHAT THE - theyre way too lucky who the hell is driving that truck - i feel like atleast ONE of them shoulda got injured in that fall - OH MATEO!!!! HI BB - OOP CREEPY BANGS DEAD YIPPEE - AND THEYRE ALL GOING BAZONKAS?? BC SHES UNRESPONSIVE I PRESUME? - ALWAYS THE MFING RAPTORS - okay theyre definitely coca in the loca - WGAT TJR FJCUK EPIC EXPLOSION TYRANNOSAURUS REX - ^ R U SLASH J OR SRS RN - JESUS I LOVE THESE KIDs - where's yaz. - SAMMY!!! - 'Hey, Stripey! Leave. My girl. Alone!' YTHIS IS WHY I HATE THIS FUCKING SHOW /affectionate - AND THE ALMOST KISS HALF HUG IM KMS - WHY R THEY LIKE THIS - HES LETTING THE ALLOSAURUS OUT???? HUHHHHHHH - DARIUS BOWMAN. - IS HE - IS HE FUCKING - SERIOUS RN - jesus christ this BOY. this BOY man. - DIE - DDDDIIIIIEEEEEE - what tf!!!! the broker??? - we still dont know the creepy bangs name…. - so we're getting a 2nd season right - AWW YASAMMY SHOT - HWRFIUSDHGSFDKHAWVBSDXCZKJLGDHSFKLJGBJKESRDFJ - WHYSDHIFUJDIGVBDFS - WHEN I TELL U I JUMPED I MEAN I JJJUUUUMMMMPPPEEEEDDDD - THIS EERIE ASS BITCH KEEPS ON SHOWING UP WHEN I DONT EXPECT IT - DONT GET ME WRONG - PEAK CHARACTER DESIGN - AND THE LOOK ITSELF IS RLY CUTE AND ALL - BUT IF I SAW A BITCH THAT LOOKED AND BEHAVED LIKE THIS I WOULDVE SCREAMED MY INTESTINES OUT AND RAN ALL THE WAY TO AUSTRALIA - THE CREEPIEST CHARACTER IVE SEEN IN YEARS IM AFRAID - oh she still cares about her dinos!!! this makes her a little more human - a little less scary - ok - her movements r less mechanical more affectionate now - less hvfudignb BIGBFI SHE JUST TURNED - thank GOD shes gone - theyre me - 'well that was… unnerving' WELL SAID - YASAMMY HUG!! - YEAHHHH THE LOOK!! - the regular schmegular 'let's save the day' speech. we gotchu darius!! - GASPPP - ok so UNREQUITED dinostar - OH MY GHRHSIUDF THATS SO FUCKING SAD - DARIUS MY BABY I - YEAH!! SHOW UP!!!!! - ofc they are????? - it IS a very brooklynn thing to fo - you kon count him in too!!! - LMAO MATEO I LOVE YOU - YUP YUP BUMPER CAR NEEDS CARE AND SAFETY - IS THIS THE END??? - please give me atleast one more cryptic scene - OH SHES IN ON IT TOO?/BG - bgiudsfgtbfseruifdgkdfx - I FUCKING TOLDF U - I TOLD U ALL - I SAID IT FIRST - HGIUDFSOI;GT;ERASFOICXLBVNIPGRSD - SHE LOST AN ATM - SHES ALIVE - THIS IS WHAT IVE BEEN FUCKING TALKINHG ABOUT - TOLD U SHE COULDNT BE DEAD I MEAN. ITS BROOKLYNN.

(ok all in all. this was. an experience. gonna leave it at that and go take a nap)

[koririmao]

potluck

potluck cast| won nari (oc), cho hyunju, seong gihun, kim mina (bee girl) wc| 2.7K words cw| blood, gore, death, misgendering, mentions of condoms, self-performed surgery synopsis| nari got thrown into the dungeon with other 455 dorks credits| @koririmao / @/duckreiii on W app ib| antoni (he gave me the title yaaay)

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nari woke to a blinding light and the sound of trumpets blaring in his ears. instinctively, his hand reached out, eyes still closed, searching for the alarm on his bedside table.  

but his fingers met nothing but air.  

frowning, he cracked one eye open—then the other.  

this… wasn’t his room.  

around him, dozens of people sat up in identical green tracksuits, their faces twisted in confusion, mirroring his own.  

where the hell am I?

throwing off the blanket, he looked down—only to realize he was wearing the same green tracksuit as everyone else.  

i don’t remember owning one of these… what’s going on?  

then, like a switch flipping in his brain, the memories of last night came rushing back—the man in the suit, the ddakji game, the shitty excuse of a business card, the warehouse, the van, and—  

oh, shit. is this a kidnapping?

his heart pounded as he glanced down at his chest, spotting the number stitched onto his uniform.  

444

well, fuck me.

if there was one thing he knew, four was an unlucky number in china—it sounded too much like the word for "death." and here he was, quite literally marked as *death-death-death.*  

probably sealed my fate already.  

at least i won’t die alone.  

the trumpets abruptly cut off.  

the heavy doors at the far end of the room swung open, and a line of masked men in pink jumpsuits marched inside.  

the one in the center had a square on his mask. the ones flanking him wore circles.  

silence fell over the room.  

something told nari that whatever came next… wasn’t going to be good.

a tense silence hung over the room as the masked men took their positions. the square-masked figure stepped forward, his presence alone demanding attention.  

“welcome, players,” he announced, his voice distorted by a voice modulator. “you have all voluntarily agreed to participate in the games. from this moment forward, you will follow our instructions. failure to comply will result in elimination.”  

nari swallowed hard. elimination? the word sent a chill down his spine.  

he glanced around. some players exchanged nervous glances, others sat frozen in fear. one woman clutched the hem of her tracksuit, knuckles turning white. a man near the back scoffed, arms crossed over his chest.  

“bullshit,” the man muttered under his breath. “they drugged us and dumped us here like animals.”  

“silence” the square-masked man ordered, unbothered by the outburst.  

a low hum filled the room as screens along the walls flickered to life. the players' numbers appeared in neat rows, glowing ominously.  

456 Players 

nari exhaled sharply. that many?  

“as of now, you are competing for the grand prize,” the masked man continued. “the rules are simple. survive each round, follow the instructions, and you will advance.”  

another masked figure, this one with a circle on his mask, stepped forward and lifted a remote. a loud mechanical click echoed through the room as the ceiling unlatched, revealing a massive glass piggy bank suspended above them.  

a collective gasp rippled through the crowd. even empty, the sheer size of it sent a clear message—there was real money at stake.  

“for every player eliminated, an additional sum will be added to the prize pool,” the masked man announced in an eerily monotone voice. “the final total will be revealed after the first game.”  

first game? 

nari’s stomach twisted.  

as if on cue, the massive screen on the wall flickered. a countdown appeared.  

game begins in 10 minutes.

the masked men turned in perfect unison and exited, the heavy metal doors slamming shut behind them. the sound reverberated through the silent room like a final warning.  

for a moment, no one moved.  

then, chaos erupted.  

“what the hell is this?!”  

“they’re joking, right? this is some kind of sick prank!”  

“first game? what do they mean by eliminated?”  

nari took a shaky breath, his mind racing.  

how the hell did I end up in this?

but the way those masked men carried themselves, the cold finality in their voices—this wasn’t a joke.  

there was no going back.  

and if he wanted to make it out of here with money, there was only one option.  

play the game.

~~~~

the first game is red light, green light. you may only move when the doll is turned away and counting down from ten. when it turns to face the players, you must remain completely still. any detected movement will result in elimination.

oh. red light, green light. a children's game.  

i wasn’t particularly good at it as a kid. the tagger always found a way to call me out.  

"you're out!"

"your legs are shaking!"

"why are you standing on one leg? haha, you lost your balance!"  

their laughter echoed in my mind until a sharp voice cut through my thoughts.  

“this isn’t just some simple game!” a player near the front yelled, drawing everyone’s attention. “when they say elimination, they really mean death!” 

death? that’s bullshit.  

sure, they kidnapped over four hundred people, dressed us in matching tracksuits, and forced us to play games. but killing people over this? a child’s game? ain’t no fucking way.  

then, the doll turned toward the tree and raised its arm, mimicking how taggers used to block their vision before turning around.  

a mechanical voice counted down.  

the game had begun.  

"무궁화 꽃이 피었습니다."

the doll’s sweet, melodic voice filled the air, a twisted contrast to the tension gripping the players.  

“FREEZE!” the same guy from before shouted, panic thick in his voice.  

jesus christ, can this guy calm down? 

if he kept this up, he’d get himself eliminated just from sheer paranoia.  

i kept my distance at the back, but moved swiftly when i could. the key was pacing. not too fast, not too slow.  

after a few more rounds, a girl at the front suddenly shrieked.  

“A BEE?! AHH! AHH!”  

the room fell deathly silent. we all turned, watching her in our peripheral vision.  

she laughed. “aww, i guess i moved.” her voice was teasing, light.  

then—  

a single gunshot rang out.

the room fell into a silence so thick it was suffocating.  

then, the doll turned back around.  

and we saw it.  

the girl’s lifeless body lay sprawled on the floor, blood pooling beneath her.  

for a few agonizing seconds, no one moved.  

then—chaos.  

screams erupted as players bolted toward the entrance, desperation fueling their every step. they slammed fists against the doors, clawing at any possible exit. but it was useless, they only got shot. there was no way out.  

“I TOLD YOU ALL NOT TO MOVE!” a familiar voice bellowed over the hysteria. “PLEASE! DON’T MOVE! I BEG YOU!”  

it was the old man from earlier.  

people exchanged glances.  

guess that guy’s not high on crack after all.

slowly, panic gave way to obedience. those who listened followed his lead, stepping forward only when the doll's head turned away.  

and strangely enough… it worked.  

the old man knew exactly what he was doing—too well, even. was he really just another player? or was there something else at play here?  

i didn’t have time to dwell on it.  

halfway through the game, a shot rang out.  

the bullet barely missed the player in front of me— and hit my leg instead. 

pain flared through my thigh. i clenched my teeth, pressing a hand over the wound.  

shit, shit, shit. it’s a fucking bullet.

i couldn’t stop now. i had to keep moving.

seconds remained on the clock. i forced myself forward, attempting to sprint—  

and tripped on a corpse.  

my body hit the ground hard.  

and just like that, it was over.  

well. that’s it. thanks for the not-so-amazing twenty-seven years, life. wish i was never born, but at least i get to die now.

i closed my eyes, ready to accept my fate.  

but then—  

two sets of hands grabbed me.  

one on either side.  

i snapped my eyes open. the old man. and a girl with a bob.  

they lifted me effortlessly, dragging me forward just as the timer hit zero.  

we made it.  

i lay there, gasping for breath, the weight of my near-death experience settling in.  

then, the gunfire started.  

the players who hadn’t made it in time were executed mercilessly. their bodies crumpled to the ground, blood painting the floor in streaks of red.  

we could only watch as their pleading eyes silently beg for help. 

i swallowed hard.  

good god…

i could have been one of them.

~~~~

“c’mon, c’mon…” i muttered under my breath, reaching inside myself for the condom I had hidden earlier.

the pink guards had just confirmed what i already suspected—this wasn’t just some weird competition. this was a death game. 

good thing i came prepared. i had my nunchucks, discreetly disguised as a kanzashi in my hair, and a few first-aid supplies—strategically stored where no one would think to check.

i exhaled sharply as my fingers finally hooked onto the tail of the condom. with one last tug, i pulled it out, careful not to make a mess.

unwrapping it, i revealed a small, cylindrical container inside. popping it open, i took a quick look at the inventory: bandages, gauze pads, iodopovidone, forceps, and cotton balls.

basic supplies—but enough to keep me alive.

i had considered doing it right here on the toilet, but i reminded myself of the first rule drilled into us in medical school:

“the duty to provide care extends beyond the clinic or hospital”

and this hellhole was no different.

first, i had to take care of myself. then, i’d help the others.

slipping out off the stall, i found the restroom empty. 

they were all probably too scared to even piss after that horror show.

at the sink, i took a steadying breath before pulling my pants down just enough to expose my wound. blood had already clotted around the entry point, but i knew better than to leave it alone.

gritting my teeth, i positioned the forceps and dug in.

a sharp sting shot through my leg as i pried the bullet loose. i clenched my jaw, my grip steady despite the pain. when it finally clinked against the porcelain of the sink, i let out a slow, measured exhale.

i turned on the tap, letting the cold water rinse over the wound. it burned like hell.

once the worst of the debris was gone, i dabbed it dry, poured iodopovidone over the wound, and pressed a gauze pad firmly against it before securing it with a bandage.

done.

i pulled my pants back up, glancing at my reflection.

still alive.

and now, it was time to find others who needed help.

escorted by one of the guards, o made my way back to the main room. as i stepped inside, my eyes landed on a large “O” and “X” marked on the floor.

had that always been there?

maybe we had been too absorbed in our own fear to notice it before. shaking off the thought, i refocused and moved toward a familiar group of players.

the old man and the bob-haired girl.

they had saved me back there, and the least i could do was return the favor. my first instinct was to check if they were hurt, but before i could reach them, i felt a light tap on my back.

i turned around—and instantly recognized the person standing in front of me.

"oh, it’s you." a small smile tugged at my lips. "i was actually looking for you."

her eyes widened slightly. "l-looking for me? w-why?" she stammered.

"well… i wanted to thank you, of course." i fidgeted with the container in my hands. "you saved my ass earlier. the least i can do is return the favor."

i opened the small case, showing her the medical supplies inside. "i’m a med student, and if you have any injuries, i can take care of them."

she blinked, then let out a quiet "ahh," nodding in realization. "oh! n-no, i’m not hurt—thankfully," she assured me with a smile, bowing slightly.

i nodded back, returning a small smile of my own.

"but wait," i tilted my head, "you came up to me. was there something you wanted to ask before i started yapping?"

she hesitated.

i could see it in the way she bit her lip, the way she rubbed her arm like she was second-guessing herself.

"w-well, um… i-i was wondering…" she shifted her weight, her voice uncertain. "i overheard a conversation earlier… one of the players mistook you for a girl and…"

i sighed, already knowing where this was going.

"no, no, they were right," i said with an awkward smile. "i am a girl."

her brows furrowed slightly, as if she hadn’t expected me to confirm it so easily.

"i just…" i exhaled, running a hand through my hair. "i grew up seeing how society perceives women—weak, fragile, incapable. and i didn’t want to be a part of that. that’s why i ask people to refer to me as ‘he’ or ‘sir.’ but I’m not actually planning on transitioning. it’s not about that."

i glanced up at her, watching for her reaction.

"you’re beautiful, 120, but i don’t think you should bother," i murmured, looking down at the floor. "being a girl… you don’t really live life. you just… survive it."

silence hung between us for a moment. then, she took a deep breath, gently pushing her bangs out of her face before speaking.

"for me, being a woman isn’t just about the struggles," she said softly. "it’s about living as my true self. it’s about embracing who i am and finding happiness in my identity."

i looked up at her, caught off guard by the sincerity in her voice.

"i hope you understand that being transgender isn’t about choosing hardship," she continued. "it’s about being true to myself—really living. and that’s what matters most."

her words sank deep.

i froze, processing them. then, slowly, i nodded.

"you’re right," i admitted. "i’m sorry… i didn’t mean to invalidate your experience."

she shook her head. "no offense taken."

for the first time in a long time, i didn’t feel alone. 

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after the vote, we both chose to stay.

despite everything—the blood, the bodies, the fear—we couldn’t just walk away.

we had debts to pay, after all.

well… maybe the others here had actual debts, while we were just chasing the dream of a better future. but in the end, it didn’t matter. we needed the money just as much.

at least they still gave us real food.

guess the people running this hellhole weren’t completely heartless.

hyunju—her name, as i’d come to learn—lounged on the top bunk with me, stuffing our faces with food while we shared stories about our equally shitty lives outside.

"wait, wait, wait—so you’re telling me the military shipped you off just because you were a girl despite being their best shooter?" i scoffed, shaking my head. "men and their logic."

she burst out laughing, then rolled her eyes. "yeah, apparently. their loss, anyway."

we ate in comfortable silence for a bit before she spoke again.

"hey."

i turned my head to see her twirling her spork in her hand, looking up at the giant piggy bank suspended from the ceiling.

"when you finally get out of here with that money…" she gestured toward it with her utensil. "where are you gonna go?"

i paused, chewing slowly.

had i ever really thought about that? i just knew i needed to get out—but where to?

i shrugged. "not sure yet." then i smirked. "any suggestions?"

her eyes widened slightly, and her grin stretched from ear to ear.

"well," she started, a little too eagerly, "i was thinking we could live together in thailand!"

then, as if realizing how bold she sounded, she quickly backtracked.

"y-you know, now that we’re friends a-and—if you want to, of course," she mumbled, blushing as she stabbed at her food.

i giggled. cute.

"of course i do," i said, holding out my hand, pinky extended.

she blinked, then looked up at me.

"pinky promise we’ll make it out of these games alive?"

her smile returned, warm and real. she hooked her pinky around mine and nodded.

"promise," she whispered with a laugh.

"i heard thai potluck is the best in asia," i said, taking another bite of my food.

"well," she replied mischievously, "we’ll see when we get there."

for a moment, nothing else mattered.

just me, hyunju, and the quiet understanding between two people who had been failed by the world—but had somehow found a little piece of hope in each other.

-end-

[pinkiedevv]

Payback Ch. 2

Previous: Ch. 1

Next: Ch. 3

The adventures of a tiny Steve Harrington being met with a now giant-looking Eddie Munson continue~

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Alright. Eddie… may not be taking this as well as he should be. Or not how he should, period, maybe?

Eddie had long since come to terms that he was not exactly the most stable or reasonable of persons at the best of times, and now, faced with an impossible situation that he was still about 82.3% sure was some sort of fucked up hallucination, he couldn’t say that he was anywhere close to being at his ‘best.’

Coupled with the fact that he failed math last year, well. 

He let out a bleat of only slightly hysterical laughter at the thought, jerking the wheel to turn the corner and into the trailer park he called home.

Yeah. Definitely not at his best.

His eyes briefly skittered away from the road and to his lunchbox that was secured in the passenger seat, belt strapped across it in some haphazard attempt at not letting it get flung all around the van like it usually was with Eddie’s impeccable driving skills. 

Sure, he might’ve made up the entire tiny person that looked exactly like the bane of three, maybe three and a half years of his high school existence, but if he was gonna validate their existence by stuffing them in a weed-filled metal box, he might as well make sure they didn’t get tossed around like a damn salad.

So here he was, pulling up into his driveway and eyeing his lunchbox with more suspicion than any cop in town ever had.

“Here goes,” he muttered to himself, warily reaching out and hastily jabbing the button to undo the box’s seatbelt - as if he expected something to jump out at him. 

Yeah. Nothing did. Pretty anticlimactic and all that, sure, but Eddie let himself breathe out a little sigh of relief, double checking the clasps of his lunchbox were secured before lifting the thing up as steadily as he could and kicking his van door open to hop out.

Doll-Steve hadn’t made a peep since he’d seen Eddie, frozen nearly the whole time except when Eddie tried to put him in the lunchbox, a strangled sound coming out of the smaller as he’d attempted to resist in the moment before he was dropped down on a rather substantially sized bag of the good green.

Eddie shook his head, clearing away the recollection as he dug into his pocket for his keys, fishing them out and unlocking the door to his and Wayne’s trailer in a practiced movement. His uncle wasn’t home - wouldn’t be for a couple days, at least, since work had taken him out of town - so Eddie wouldn’t have to worry about someone spotting him acting like a complete schitzo once he was inside.

“Home sweet home,” Eddie sang, giving a wince disguised as a smile. What the hell was he gonna do now?

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It reeked in here. 

Weed smelled like skunk on a good day, and, as Steve had very, very clearly prefaced, today was not a good day. Today was, in fact, wrapping up to be a pretty goddamned bad day, if Steve did say so himself, especially considering he was trapped in a metal box full of marijuana after being put there by none other than Eddie ‘the Freak’ Munson. 

Oh, Steve didn’t have anything particularly against Munson, despite the name; he’d like to say he’s a changed man from his high school days. Even then, he might’ve knocked shoulders or verbally shot down some people a few pegs, but he’d never really been one to really get into the whole nasty of the bullying shtick. Not that that meant all that much when he’d stood by and let it happen on more than just the occasional occurrence, but… well. At least he was mostly just guilty by association. 

All of this to say, he’d never particularly targeted Munson. The guy’d just been that one overly out-there misfit with his Dorks and Dweebs club. That was it. Yes, yes, Dustin, Steve knew that wasn’t what it was called, but it’d be a cold day in hell before Steve truly let the last dregs of his high school personality fall far enough down that he’d actually say the nerd game right.

Besides that, all he really knew about Munson was that he was pretty much the local drug dealer, not that Steve’d ever bought anything directly himself. There were more than a few rumors about Munson because of that on top of his Hell-something club, which led to him being less targeted than most of the misfits. 

But that was besides the point.

The point was, Steve didn’t have any strong feelings towards Munson, but that didn’t mean the same could be said back to him. And that was without the baseline reaction the guy might have at catching someone who was probably the size of their palm.

Steve swallowed heavily.

Yeah. He hoped this situation would turn out for the better, but that hope was pretty much smoke from a candle already.

Steve flinched as metal reverberated against metal, the clasps keeping his current prison flicking up, and he had barely a second to shove himself into a cold corner before searing light was filtering in from the newly opened lid.

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;3333 hehehehehehe and so it continues~~~

Highkey poor Steve tho XD

Next: Ch. 3

[sevi007]

Tales of the Abyss part 25

I was about to write "tales of the parts" for a moment there

That's Jade's default setting. "Knowing stuff but not saying anything" It would make a good title for him if it weren't so long.

What?

Does this have something to do with Dis again? That's his "Dis is being an idiot" face XD

Asch is just as kind as Luke is deep down, confirmed.

... That madman IS trying to replicate the world, isn't he? I just have not figure out what that would be good for...

God my heart I thought that means either Asch or Luke are going to die at any point now XD

Asch, Luke is your replica, he's as kind and worried about others as you are / were. Dork. But I realize that Jade never finished his sentence. What OTHER effects happens with perfect isofons?

Natalia stop blushing you're engaged to the man. Wait. Is she engaged to Asch or Luke now? I would say Asch since he is the original but - confusing!

Hummmmm. I'm honestly confused. So Van is sending everything crashing back down to the earth's / planet's centre. I would have said he is trying to restore the old state where the planet had NOT been raised, but since the falling destroys everything, that makes little sense - it is not restoration, it is purely destruction, and he KNOWS this. But he also does not want to destroy everything, since he is looking into making replicas, even big ones like a whole landmass. So is he really trying to replicate a world free of the Score? But then my earlier worry that people would just follow the score again pops up - since that is what gave them guidance, reliability, for thousands of years, I can't see even the replicas abandon this.

Haaaah this is confusing! I am no super smart person this is making me dizzy XD

Oh we're back. Guess Asch showed us what he wanted us to see - whatever that was, specifically. Well that was the great adventure of "Asch the grumpy"! Tune back in next time when there is a new episode of "Luke's survivor's guilt!"

@ahsokaisawesome

@magicmetslogic

[puffyducks]

DCRC Week #9 (Part 2)

Oh shit!! Is these ducks on the road??? YOU BET YOUR SWEET ASS THEY ARE!!! Anyways we're reading Ducks on the Road now which I'm super excited for because it features not one but THREE characters we've barely seen in the book club so far!!

This comic is LONG (I guess it's technically like 5 comics but we're reading them all in one go) so I'll probably end up having to extend this post with a few reblogs! So look out for those.

They're in.... VIRGINIA???? NOOOOOOOOOOO (person with irrational hatred of Virginia cause my whole extended family lives there so I have to travel there every holiday and it just kinda sucks there idk what to tell you. Also if Virginia is for lovers why is it called VIRGINia hm?? riddle me that BATMAN)

SCROOGE PAY YOUR FUCKING WORKERS also I love this outfit and haircut for Daisy she looks so cute here

Does this imply that Donald was living in Virginia beforehand because the implication that I'm only 1 state away from Donald is kind of frightening ngl. also Virginia sucks.

Did they hire Tuskerninni's cousin what's going on here. Actually this is the 70s it could probably BE Tuskerninni in an earlier life

I'm so used to talking about DT17 Gyro within my circles that I see Regular Gyro and it's like oh right!! He actually has joy and whimsy in his heart!! He's actually just a funny invention man who has totally not accidentally committed any atrocities in Tokyolk before!!!! He's also changed his hair color like four times

DON'T EAT THE GARBAGE SANDWICH WHAT ARE YOU DOOIIIIING

can somebody please help him he looks like an anxious chihuahua

How do you even leave piles of money on the floor to be blown away like that HELP I'm so stressed. Dickie get it together girl.

shoutout to these two and their cool accompanying text

HOW IS SHE SUCH A PUBLIC MENACE SHE'S LITERALLY JUST KINDA MID AT PLAYING GUITAR

She kissed him then IMMEDIATELY friendzoned him it was like a speedrun holy shit

Did he just headcanon Dickie and Daisy as lesbians? Because me too.

WHAT THE FUCK KIND OF QUESTION IS THAT AFTER AN EXAM WHY'D THEY DO HIM LIKE THAT 😭😭😭 nice presentation you LONELY IDIOT.

DICKIE YOU CAN'T PAINT A FUCKIGN RENTAL VAN OH MY GOD

Ah yes my favorite sign on the highway. The big one that just says "WEST"

YOU GUYS I AM SO STRESSED DICKIE IS GONNA GET THEM ALL KILLED IN A HORRIFIC ROAD ACCIDENT. ALSO HOW DID THEY ALREADY GET ALL THE WAY TO OKLAHOMA-

NVM THEY'RE NOT GONNA CRASH THEY'RE GONNA GET SHOT BY THIS GUY FOR HARBORING CRIMINALS

DAISY YOU CAN'T SAY THAT WORD. also i want these two guys dead they were mean to her >:(

GET A JOB STAY AWAY FROM HER

dork ass nerd and his dork ass math pajamas. and what I assume is a plush of Albert Einstein or something. NERD.

Oh ok so we're just not gonna acknowledge what they do about their tires being gone. Ok. No it's fine I guess that's like irrelevant information they probably just like... found some new tires on the side of the road or something..... yeah....

Anyways this is the part where I briefly end the post so I can attach more reactions with a reblog!