#aaaahhhh a new chapter!!

[lore-grandma]

I’m sorry to all the heavily monogamous Lilia fans, if malleus’s parents survived he totally would’ve been in a polygamous relationship with the both of them. I don’t make the rules. And to all the polyamorous readers out there better hope you’re born a fae or malleus’s parents chill on the I hate humans thing.



[phonyroni]

MUSHROOM OASIS CHAPTER 3 SPOILERS

So I loved it...

I am so impressed at how accurate the MC is to me cuz I would also want to go home but get sidetracked IMMEDIATELY since I'm a pushover :')

This shitty doodle is just me showing how much I loved the new update and OMFG VIDA DONT DIE EVER HOW DARE YOU ADD THEM AAAAHHHH

[thisnameisnotspokenfor]

Chapter 33: The Game finishing snippet

as celebration for hitting 500+ reblogs here is the super rough snippet of the game section! It's still in it's rough stages, and there's still a lot left to go- I was really trying to recapture the vibe from the library chapter while still staying new/fresh I guess! (this will probably be very different from the finished product!)

“Asha?” Cepheus’s voice cut through her thoughts like a knife as she halted. Now both ‘dragon’ and knights were staring at her as she stood there, frozen.

“H-hello Cepheus,” she smiled, giving him a small wave.

“Hi Asha!” he smiled as Corvias stared at her.

“...Bye Cepheus.”

“Bye Asha!” he called as Corvias incredulously looked from him to her before fervently hopping. “Oh….OH- WAIT A MINUTE- PRINCESS GET BACK HERE!” Cepheus yelled as he took off after her.

“HELP!” She screamed once again as the star continued to chase after her. “THIS WAS A MISTAKE AAAHHHH-,”

“After them!” cried the children who followed in pursuit.

“No, you silly kids don’t follow me! How am I supposed to get to you if you’re behind him?!” She cried watching as they charged after the star. “Nooo!” she groaned.

“Keep running Asha!” Mrs. Zahira called.

“Circle around! Do a backflip!” Mr. Armin called. 

“I can’t do a backflip!” She wailed as she continued sprinting around the market, watching as the star grew closer and closer.

“He’s gaining on you!” Mrs. Akinemi laughed as she tore past her.

No kidding. 

Her headstart had done her little good as he quickly gained ground, somehow managing to nearly close the distance as she ran both through the crowd and around the stalls. No wonder the king had found stars terrifying. For someone who’d claimed to be so weak amongst his own kind, Cepheus’s strength and speed were insane!

“SOMEBODY SAVE ME!” she screamed, taking a sharp turn around another stall as the star continued following. “PLEASE!” 

She shrieked as the audience roared with laughter and cheers as she continued running, silently cursing at the fact that she hadn’t worn better shoes.

“That’s what we’re trying to do!” Edda called in between pants as Aelar said something in Ischanian.

“Bob and weave Asha!” Phoebe advised as the children trailed behind.

“What do you think I’m trying to do?!” she called, running past Mr. Armin’s stall, where he was currently talking to Mr. Kurkaus and Mr. Leitus.

“I’m telling you, Armin, you give it a day or two and I bet you hot chocolate will take off in Rosas!”

“In this weather? Hmm, not likely,” Mr. Armin shook his head as Asha dashed past Mrs. Kurkaus’s stall. 

“What?! But we’re drinking tea right now!!” Mr. Kurkaus exclaimed as he incredulously gestured to the tea set on Mr. Armin’s stall. “ How is hot chocolate any different?!”

“Asha he’s hiding behind Bellerose’s stall waiting to ambush you!” Mr. Leitus called as he poured himself a cup of tea.

“Traitor!” the star indignantly called to Mr. Leitus as he reappeared a few yards in front of Asha. “I’ll remember this! You’ll see!”

“Thank you, sir!” Asha yelled as she took off in the opposite direction as the star continued giving chase.

“Asha,” the star sang sounding too close for comfort. Oh God, she wasn’t going to make it, was she?

“No- PLEASE-,” she screeched. 

“Scream louder Asha, I don’t think all of Rosas has heard you yet,” the star called, sounding far closer than she wanted.

She didn’t know where she was going, just that she needed to get back to the children. The children who were now behind- “AAAAHHHH!” She screamed as she felt arms wrap around her, pulling her to a stop. 

“Yep. There we go!” The star called, his voice filling her ears as she began to struggle against his grasp.

There was no way she was going down fighting, not after she’d put in this much effort into escaping! 

Shifting her arms and legs around his, she’d kneeled down. Then she’d turned herself around quickly wrapping her arms around his neck, as she slowly began to squeeze. Her legs wrapped around his sides, nearly straddling him as she used every ounce of strength to tighten her hold.

Somewhere behind her, she could hear the children’s footsteps come to a halt behind her just as the star released a strangled grasp.

A choir of groans and gasps greeted her from her surrounding audience as she continued tightening the choke hold. The adults winced as Aelar and the other children jumped in excitement.

“Cool!” Diego called as they struggled against one another. The star was holding back, but that wouldn’t stop Asha from 

“That’s a nasty chokehold,” Mr. Armin grimaced as Mrs. Akinemi whistled. 

“There goes the windpipe,” Mrs. Zahra winced before playing a small tune on her fiddle.

“No wonder Sabino didn’t bother with him! He knew she’d put him down herself!” Mr. Leitus called.

“I think he’s still conscious!” Mrs. Bellerose cried. “Poor kid!”

“Go easy on him Asha!” Mr. Bjorn commented. 

“If you insist,” Asha replied, quickly removing her legs from the star’s waist before firmly planting them back on the ground. She still hadn’t released her hold on his neck, nor had she planned to as she’d carefully regained her balance before tightening it even further.

The star’s body nearly slackened for a moment before she’d felt him move, this time far more vigorously as he’d tried to tear himself away from her hold, hurriedly grumbling something in Cosmelathian.

“Fight princess! Fight!” Edda screamed as the star had placed a hand on her side. Fear had engulfed her as for a moment she’d wondered if he’d scratch her with his nails. But He’d offered no further resistance as the crowd continued to grow, shouting and cheering.

‘Fight princess! Fight!’ They’d sang as she grunted trying to secure her chokehold. 

Oh, she was fighting all right. 

A raspy sound had escaped the star as he’d staggered forward once more, moving his head as she’d nearly wrestled him to the ground. 

He was trying to prevent her from locking it in. 

A wise decision on his part as she’d continue to struggle to secure it. he definitely knew his way around combative maneuvers, confirming to her this his counter in the library had been anything but coincidental. He’d only feigned ignorance, probably to hide the fact that he was a far better combatant than he’d purposefully misled both her and her grandfather to believe. 

Combining technique with his strength was a monstrous combination, but she hadn’t gained the reputation for being one of the best wrestlers in a tavern full of warriors and criminals for working strictly under ideal conditions. She’d dealt with worse just like she was going to deal with him.

“Cepheus!” She called over the sounds of their struggle and the crowd’s growing excitement as they’d taken sides cheering either her or the star on. “You thought this was going to be easy? Didn’t you?” she’d whispered to the star as she’d refused to let go.

The star laughed, moving in a near blur as she felt him suddenly slip and vanish from her hold. He’d moved so fast that she’d barely seen how he escaped, but it didn’t matter as the now freed star stood mere inches in front of her with his smile noticeably absent.

What was he-?!

She’d screamed as he stepped forward, his arms wrapping around her and lifting her.

 First, she saw the sky. She’d nearly thought she was flying until she’d felt the pull of gravity again as she’d felt herself being hoisted down as the star hummed.

He hadn’t- he couldn’t!!!

She gasped as she saw the children’s shocked faces staring at her as his hold had tightened around her knees.

Oh no.

She had no idea what sort of move he’d used against her. But she doubted it mattered when she’d now found herself firmly planted on top of the star’s shoulders.

“What the-?!” She’d cried incredulously, as she helplessly flailed her arms. Oh no, no, no, no!

“That was amazing…” Diego whispered.

“What kind of move was that?!” Phoebe cried as the crowd watched on in awe, a few even cheering for the star as he held her victoriously.

“He lifted her like she was a bag of feathers!” Kelsey exclaimed. 

“Just another wonderful day in Rosas!” The star victoriously sang as he’d shifted her on his shoulder. His arm gently rested behind her knees.

Oh, the grin she’d pictured on his face was too much as she’d struggled in vain against his iron grip once more. 

This wasn’t supposed to be how it went! She was supposed to be free! Not captured- like- like this! 

She paused, looking at the faces of the children who looked as if they couldn’t decide on whether or not to laugh or to cry. “Not one word,” she threatened.

“Can we negotiate?” Phoebe asked as Asha felt the last bit of sanity leave her. The children had begun following after the star as he’d headed back towards the fountain.

“Please!” Phoebe begged as the star paused in front of Mrs. Kurkaus’s stall. Her snow cloud from the previous day was still there, releasing a rather heavy snowfall as the star shifted Asha once more on his shoulder.

“Reverting to diplomacy now?” Cepheus looked unimpressed as the children shrugged.

“It’s worth a shot,” Diego spoke. 

Now Asha was desperate, and desperate times always called for desperate measures. That’s why she’d reached out, collecting the flurries and snowflakes that had accumulated between her fingers.

This was her last chance. Her last chance.

If this didn’t work then nothing would.

 “Hmm unless it’s food, I don’t think there’s much you all could- ACK!” he yelled, as the snowball collided with the side of his face. The whole market fell silent as he immediately released Asha who more than happily scrambled away from him.

It had only been when she’d put a few yards between them had the reality of her situation truly hit her.

She, Asha, mild manner peasant of Rosas, had just hit a reality-bending supernatural being who possibly wanted to destroy Rosas, in the face, with a ball of snow.

…What had she done?!

There was no way she’d just willingly pelted Cepheus, of all people, with a snowball!!! 

“Uhh,” she started as the star slowly turned towards her. Snow fell from his face as he stared at her. 

Was it too late to say sorry?

The answer to her question had come when a snowball had suddenly appeared in the star’s hand. His claw-like fingers tightly gripped it as he took one step towards her. Then another.

Uh oh.

“Cepheus- I,” oh he was coming now. 

“Asha,” he sang.

“Cepheus no!” She squealed, narrowly dodging as something white and small raced past her before colliding with a surprised Mr. Leiutus.

“Oops,” the star murmured watching as the man blinked in shock. Mr. Kurkaus cackled with laughter as Mr. Leiutus glared. “Let me try that again,” he sighed reaching for more snow. 

Wait again?! “No!” Asha wailed as she ducked behind Mr. Armin’s stall. “I repent! Please!”

“Oh no you don’t,” Mr. Leitus interjected as he ran to Mrs. Kurkaus’s stall and created his own snowball. “Thought you could pull a fast one on me did you?!” he yelled to the star who pointed to himself in confusion. “Take this!” He yelled, hurling the ball at the star who promptly ducked as the ball instead hit Mr. Kurkaus.

“AUGH!” Mr. Kurkaus cried, wiping the snow from his face. “You did that on purpose!”

“Partially!” Mr. Leitus confessed. “I was aiming for him!”

“How were you aiming for him when he’s to your right but I’m to your left?! That makes no sense Alaric!”

“I don’t know, I just threw a ball! If you don’t like it do something!”

“Alright then!” Mr. Kurkaus replied, racing towards his wife's stall as Mr. Leitus tensed.

“Uh oh,” he panicked before hobbling away. “No! I can’t run! Please!” he yelled as Mr. Kurkaus reappeared, now holding several snowballs of his own.

“HA!” he yelled, hurling four snowballs toward the screaming Mr. Leitus. 

But instead of hitting his target, the first one hit Mrs.Zahra and her violin, abruptly ending her tune. “Ack!” she’d cried, lowering her violin as her husband snickered, before promptly being hit as well.

“Aah!” cried Thatcher as the third snowball hit him in the shoulder, an impressive feat considering that he’d never been remotely close to Mr. Leitus to begin with.

“What in the-,” Maria started, narrowly ducking the snowball as it instead hit Moireach.

“Hey!” Moireach yelled. “What the heck-?!”

“Sorry!” Mr. Kurkaus called. “I don’t know how that happened. I’m usually pretty good at snowball throwing…”

“Pretty good? Aldo, you’re worse than me!” Mr. Leitus teased as both Mrs. Zahra, Moireach and Thatcher raced towards the stall, quickly making their own snowballs as Mr. Kurkaus began to back away.

“Hey now…it was a mistake! I didn’t mean to hit you! What are you doing?! Stop! Ah!” He screamed as the trio began to chase him, all hurling snowballs in his direction.

“Don’t worry love!” Mrs. Kurkaus called, leaving her stall’s size to grab a snowball of her own. “I’ll save you!”

“Oh no, you won’t! Not on my watch!” Mr. Armin replied as he joined the fray.

Soon the market was complete and total chaos as snowballs soared overhead. The sounds of laughter and screams filled the air as people raced to and fro trying to pummel each other with the ever-growing snow cloud that had begun to spread over the market square. 

“Okay, knights!” Edda called to the children who’d huddled behind the fountain, and away from the flying snowballs. “Our distractions don’t get better than this! Operation save princess attempt 3 is ready!”

“Just attempt 3? I could’ve sworn it was at least attempt 5-,” Thatcher started.

“Look it doesn’t matter okay? We just need to save Asha! Does anyone have any ideas!” 

“I think….I might have an idea,” Aelar said softly as everyone turned to him. “But we are going to need help.”

Now Was this Asha’s fault? She wondered as she’d taken shelter behind an overturned table, safely away from the heart of the now snowy chaos.

Probably.

Was she going to take responsibility for this? Absolutely not! 

But as she’d looked over the tabletop and took in the sight of the laughing people, playing with each other, she could scarcely believe that just a few days ago, so many of them had been sad and bored, wishing for a change. A change, that despite its terrible catalyst had now made life in the once very quiet city of Hamlet…exciting.

It was just like the star had said, wasn’t it? Their wishes had been granted, and for the time being, they’d all seemed happier because of it. Had there been some truth to his words? None of this would’ve been possible without him or his power and yet, no, she shook her head, promptly dismissing the thought and the dangerous implication it carried. Right now she had bigger problems to worry about, like the crazy star that she had lost sight of in the crowd. Where were her knights?

“Asha-,”

They better not have given up on her!

“Hey, Asha!” came a harsh whisper, snapping her out of her thoughts as Edda suddenly appeared at her side, startling her.

“Edda?!” she exclaimed before the girl hushed her.

“Not so loud! You don’t want the dragon finding you!”

“Right,” she nodded, somewhat annoyed that she’d forgotten his super hearing. “What are you doing here?”

“Aelar has a plan.”

“He does?”

Edda nodded, reaching into her pocket,  “he does. But if you wanna be rescued, we’re gonna need your help.” 

“Isn’t that cheating?” Asha asked.

“Do you wanna stay with him for eternity?”

“Fair point,” she conceded as Edda anxiously looked around the clearing once more. Then when she was certain they were alone, she held one of their wooden swords forward. 

“Are you in?”

It had been five minutes since Edda had told her the plan, and five minutes without any sign of the star. Now she was worried, if not for the game, then for the possibility that the star had possibly used the game as a distraction to sneak off to somewhere she wouldn’t want him to be. But he wouldn’t do that, right? At least she hoped not.

Her eyes scanned the still chaotic marketplace, watching as Abigail had thrown one snowball only to be immediately pelted by three incoming ones. Her shrieks filled the air as her friends laughed, dragging their friend back behind their makeshift shelter as more snowballs were exchanged and thrown.

Where was the star?  Better yet where was Lady Allard?! Surely the hour had been up and the food was ready!

Her last question had been answered as she’d heard Lady Allard’s ill-fated voice. She’d peaked over the tabletop, as the crowd of officials and arrivals came into view.

She’d meant to warn her. She did. She wasn’t sure how she was going to, but she never got the chance as Lady Allard stepped forward gesturing to the market. “And as you can see this is the market-  the quietest place in to-,” her voice came to a halt as a snowball collided with the side of her face.

Now the once chaotic market had gone quiet. 

All watched with bated breath as the noblewoman slowly wiped the snow from her face. 

“Who….threw that ball?” She started as she trembled. “Out with it!” She screamed. “Which one of you hit me with that snowball!”

No one said anything as they exchanged glances.

“It wasn’t me-,”

“I didn’t have a snowball in my hand-,”

“Keeping your comrade’s silence, huh? Fine then!  I’ll just have to destroy all of you!” She cried, storming towards the nearest pile of snow as she took a handful of snow. She halted, looking towards her officials angrily as she yelled, “Don’t just stand there! Avenge me you fools!”

“Oh…OH RIGHT! Yes!” They’d nodded in agreement, nearly stumbling over each other as they reached her pile of snow before charging after her toward a group of people.

They’d all screamed and scattered as the chaos resumed. 

“Oh gosh, what have I gotten myself into,” Asha groaned as she huddled behind the fallen table. She couldn’t see the star anywhere…. Should she attempt another escape? Ugh, she hoped the ground wasn’t icy, but come to think of it, despite the amount of snow that had been accumulating, the weather hadn’t felt colder than normal, which should’ve been impossible given Rosas’s geographical position.

She shook her head, grumbling,  “It’s literally snowing in Rosas. It never snows in Rosas. Of course, it wouldn’t we’re way too close to the equator for this. how is it snowing?!”

“Take an educated guess princess,” the star answered as he pulled the table away from her. A fairly sized snowball sat in his right hand as he looked at her thoughtfully. 

“Cepheus!” she screamed, doing her best to scramble away from the star as far as she could. Of course, she hadn’t gotten far, she knew she couldn’t, not when she’d felt that familiar telekinetic hold on her, purposefully slowing her down as he calmly walked towards her.

 Now she began to understand how Safi’s mice had felt whenever they’d been cornered by 

Charo, who’d been all too willing to drag the process out. 

But she needed to stall. She’d deduced that much as she’d caught sight of Phoebe’s figure sneaking closer, her eyes pleading with her to give them time. Fine. 

It was time to get unethical again.. 

“N-now let’s not get too hasty here Cepheus!” ” she started with an uneasy smile. “Surely we can resolve this without resorting to violence!”

“Says the woman who threw me in a chokehold,” the star murmured as he neared.

“Which was admittedly not the best decision I’ve made today, but I’ve now seen the error of my ways!” She grinned nervously.

“Have you, princess?” he was still coming closer. She’d contemplated begging him to accept defeat, but knowing those children, there was no way they’d be satisfied with a simple victory over the star.

She nodded, “Yes I have! And you know! I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately-,”

“Mmhm.” Think Asha! Think! The moment he grabs you, it’s over! But what could she say to make him stop? 

Nothing seemed to work, nothing save for- “ her eyes landed on Mrs. Bellerose’s abandoned flower stall behind him as an idea hit her. 

“Vincas!” she screamed, pointing to the flower stall.

He stopped, looking at her as if she’d grown two heads before repeating, “Vincas?”

She nodded, thanking God that he’d actually come to a stop. “yeah you know, I was trying to think of which flowers reminded me of you and I settled for vincas.”

The star stopped, looking back at the beautiful flower stall. He wasn’t smiling anymore as he examined the flowers in question, completely missing when Asha had quietly pulled out the wooden sword that Edda had given her. “Little red flowers remind you of…me?”

She couldn’t tell if he was shocked or disgusted. Knowing how he’d felt about red stars, maybe both. She nodded, holding his attention as the surrounding children continued to creep closer amidst the chaos. “Of course they do. You know, here on earth they have a really good meaning.”

“Protection, friendship, and happiness.” she’d shrugged as she slowly eased herself to her knees and back onto her feet. “You know, things that those flowers reminded you of me.” oh she was nearly shaking now as she neared him. 

She hadn’t missed the frown on his face as she’d said the word ‘love’ but it had given her enough strength, or rather spite to charge forward. 

Immediately his arm flew forward, catching her hand with the wooden sword in it, just like she’d anticipated.  shifting herself around as she’d pushed herself downwards, using her momentum to trip the star. She’d been shocked when he’d actually gone down with her, wrestling and rolling around in the snow as she’d pinned him beneath her.

He’d blinked in surprise, looking at her and the wooden tip that had hovered a few inches over her chest as his hand still held her wrist. “Hmm, call me crazy, but I think I’m getting a sense of deja vu here. A rather pleasant one, really.”

“Deja vu, huh?” she spat, trying to push against the star’s strength. “You know cepheus…” she grunted. Why was he so strong?! “If you think I look beautiful in defeat, you should see how I look in victory-,”

“Victory?” he asked, looking shocked as the sound of the children’s screams cut through the air. They’d flung themselves all over his limbs, as she’d held him down.

“Now!” thatcher cried as Aelar appeared with his wooden sword, tapping it against his chest before he firmly planted it beneath the star’s arm.

“AAAAAHHHHH!” the star screamed, as the surrounding snow fight ceased. Asha and the children quickly crawled off of him as he sat up, clutching his chest. 

All eyes watching as his trembling hand reached for the wooden sword, unable to pull it out before he wailed “BLOOD! BLOOD! BLOOD!!” He wailed, falling over dramatically as he reached towards Asha, imitating the movement of what she guessed was…a dying dragon? She didn’t know. She studied stars, not dragons. “AND DEATH!” he’d finished before going completely still as the market broke out into cheers.

“WE DID IT!” thatcher screamed.

“We saved the princess!” Phoebe cried, excitedly hugging her doll.

“Aelar your plan was genius!” Edda exclaimed as the other children nodded in agreement.

“Thank you,” he began, smiling shyly. Before turning to Asha, “Thank you for playing with us miss.”

“It was no problem,” she said with a small curtsy, before kicking the star’s foot with hers. “I knew I could count on you all to put the wicked dragon down.”

“Free cheers for the knights of Rosas!” Mr. Leitus exclaimed, “Hip-hip!”

“Hooray!” yelled the crowd as they lifted the knights into the air. She couldn't quite stop the smile that came to her face as she watched Aelar excitedly talk to the kids who’d eagerly nodded. Maybe it had been too early to decide, but she had a feeling that he would fit right in with the other children of Rosas. 

Sensing that the crowd was now distracted, Asha leaned down towards the star, “Hey are you okay?”

He smugly grinned, removing the sword from his side, “never been better. That was a pretty convincing performance wasn’t it? Hmm maybe I should take up theatre.” he took her hand as she helped him up. “I would be amazing in theatre. I can see it now!”

“Eh, I wouldn't quit my night job if I were you,” she joked, earning herself a string of 

Cosmelathian words as the pair followed after the crowd into her grandfather’s bakery. 

[darksummerswind]

New CSM Chapter is Insane!

I just read the newest Chainsaw Man chapter and I'm losing my mind! I did not see that coming and Fujimoto released it on April Fools! AAAAHHHH

[nexstage]

Chapter 3: A demon is not a pet, Stanford!

Inspired in the GF’s AU from @blabberoo (I didn’t write this in chapter 2 so I wanted to remind everyone of the original source)

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The first time Ford was super nervous was in the exposition of his perpetual motion machine. He loathed the idea of envying Stan’s charisma after he was kicked out of the house but Ford had to give credit where credit is due: no charm and confidence can make the best invention look tame. A first impression should be as good as all the information about your project after all.

This time, though, what he was nervous about wasn’t related to science projects for scholarships or trophies but to the fate of the world. His eyes could barely stay open, fighting desperately to push away the waves of exhaustion demanding from him a few slaps in the face.

“3 hours left”, he mumbled. Time had run so fast he feared he’d never outpace it. Nonetheless, only one test would decide if his sacrifices, hard work, risks, and meticulous calculations paid off.

His biggest regret turned on, overwhelming him physically and mentally. The slight shift in gravity froze his heart, and the paleness of his face worsened as a triangular shape made its appearance alongside maniacal laughter. His former muse and now tormentor, the dream demon Bill Cipher, twirled, drunk of ecstasy.

“Hahahahahaha! Well done, Fordsy! I knew you’d come around! And to believe you couldn’t think of—“ His thumb automatically pressed the button of a remote control. The laughter stopped as the portal turned off, disassembling, and taking a new shape, lasers added to it. Then a flash.

Seconds later, something fell to the ground. A crystal-made pyramid with Bill Cipher inside.

“Ugh…” the demon groaned, still stunned. “What…the fuck…happened?” He opened his eye. His hands touched the ground, so smooth and cold. Not that he cared but according to his last experience, the portal room’s floor had none of those adjectives. Then he met his reflection. Wait, reflection?

Bill got close to one of the walls of the crystal pyramid. He knocked it a few times. What kind of shit was this?! What did Ford—? His thoughts crumbled as a big silhouette loomed over him.

The eyes of his puppet seemed to drill holes into his soul. That’s when Bill’s mind caught up with the events before and after the flash. A trap!!

“STANFORD PINES!!!!” Bill’s form twisted, going red, sharp teeth protruding from his body.

“Aaaahhhh!!” Ford stepped back, terrified. Oh no no no no! No! He’d free himself! Bill was going to—!

“What the hell?!” Bill screamed enraged and a tiny bit panicky. He took his eldritch monstrous form again to teach Ford a lesson only to be stopped by the crystal pyramid. How?! That useless material shouldn’t be able to withstand his power! He tried again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and again, and— why the fuck. Didn’t this. WORK?!!!

Fear shrunk gradually as Ford observed how Bill attempted to escape his new prison in vain. Bill Cipher. In prison. One Ford made by altering the portal. The physical and emotional exhaustion was quickly replaced by a huge smile that threatened to disfigure Ford’s face. “I did it… I-I did it… I DID IT!!!!!!!!”

“Could you shut up?!! Do you think this is so funny?! Uh?!! I’ll show you funny once I’m—“ Bill + his prison were picked up by a grinning Stanford as he tested the durability of the crystal pyramid. He kicked it, threw it around, stomped on it, and even used his crossbow on it, all while the demon ordered him to stop in vain.

It was over! So fucking over! Goodbye terror and possessions, goodbye to the torment! He had won!!

“Stop—“ a kick, “Kicking—“ another kick, “Me!!” The scientist kept doing it. It felt invigorating, cathartic, earned. And he would NOT stop.

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A few days later…

Fiddleford wasn’t a man who held grudges or liked to fall into that sort of thing; however, he was also the kind of man who called it quits if something pushed him too hard. You can ask about all the horrible experiences he has been through since he became Ford’s assistant.

It was a miracle that he hadn’t used yet the memory gun on himself. He felt like a hypocrite for using it on Ford after the Gremloblin attack but hesitating at pulling the trigger to rid of the trauma in his mind but at least, he wouldn’t suffer any side effects. Not that there were, I mean, Ford never showed any after one use. After so many, though? How could a brain function normally and safely if you shoot radiation at it to disconnect various brain cells from each other for memory wiping?

Perhaps Ford was right. Not that it mattered in the end because this would be the last time they would talk. He would try to convince him to destroy the portal, and the blueprints, and let it go. If not… Well, his invention could help in a way despite how unethical it sounded.

He knocked on the door. He had one chance, one and a memory gun for the ready. “Stanford, it’s me. Open the door. We need to talk.”

It didn’t take a minute for an overly excited although sleep-deprived Stanford Pines to welcome him with open arms. “Fiddleford, I’m so glad you’re here! I have the best of news!”

“…Uh… What are you talking about?”

“Come in, come in. I’ll show you,” Stanford led him inside. As they sat in the kitchen, the southern engineer perceived the genuine joy from his former friend. A stark contrast to the anger during their falling out on that accursed day in the portal room. He shivered. Ford placed something on the table, the keyword being ‘something’ because it was covered by a sheet.

“Stanford, what’s going on?”

“Look, don’t freak out,” Oh boy, here we go. “But I solved all our problems in a way you could never imagine.” Well, that sounded ominous AND hopeful. “Does-Does that mean the portal—?”

“I defeated the one who tricked me into building the portal!” Wait what?! There was another partner and the guy was a scammer?! He had some suspicions that Ford had been following the instructions of someone else because despite possessing an intelligence akin to Einstein’s, the portal schematics were too advanced for him.

“No, you didn’t!!” What the heck?! Did the sheet-covered thing talk?!

“Well, there it goes the surprise. But still, it’s amazing! Look!” Ford took away the sheet. Fiddleford felt as if his soul had been sucked by a black hole. That was—

“The beast with the one eye!!!” His hand swatted Bill away and he crashed into a corner of the kitchen. “The monster of the other side!!! The-The demon!!”

“Wow, wow! Calm down, we’re alright, Fid—“

“Don’t ’we’re alright’ me, Stanford Pines!! What the fuck is the meaning of this?! Have you lost your mind?! Why did you think it is a good idea to let this thing into our world?!!”

The scientist placed both hands on his shoulders, eyes hard. “Fiddleford, listen closely. I defeated him. He’s imprisoned. I set him a trap using the portal against him.”

The sentences were slowly processed by the anxious engineer. His gaze landed on a dizzy Bill who cursed in a low voice. “Explain. You have 5 minutes.”

“I found a way to reverse-engineer the portal, empower it enough to imprison Bill. He had tried to escape by making himself huge but it didn’t work. And before you ask, his prison is indestructible. I tested it. You can drop a bomb on it, use a wrecking ball, or drop it from the tallest building in the world and it won’t even leave a scratch!! Therefore, he will be trapped forever!!”

Bill cursed at Ford but he and Fiddleford ignored him while the engineer took in the information. It felt so surreal but the hands on his shoulders, the overjoyed face of his friend told him that he wasn’t dreaming. The monster he’d met when they tested the portal was caged in a transparent, small, crystal pyramid. No amount of power could break it. Earth was safe…

“I just… This is a lot to take in… You did this all by yourself?” Ford nodded, grinning. A small smile emerged from Fiddleford’s lips. If that was true then… “Haha! You jerky genius! Now we can kill the beast!”

“Wow, no. We won’t.”

…What?

“What?!” Did he hear, right? “Stanford, please tell me you’re kidding me. Don’t you see? It is vulnerable. It’s a golden opportunity to destroy the demon once and for all!”

“As much as I agree with you, my friend. Death is too quick, too merciful for someone like him. No. I’d rather show him what true punishment is. I’ll make a spectacle out of him.”

“WHAT?!!” Fiddleford and Bill exclaimed in unison.

If the engineer could, he would punch his friend but shock and disbelief stunned him. “Are you out of your mind?! Parade the monster around?! Really?! What the heck is the point of this?! This thing is not a wild animal, is a freaking demon! A time bomb waiting to explode! You can’t expect it to resign itself to a life in a cage!”

“Animal your butt, you coward!” Bill spat.

“Can it!” Ford and Fiddleford yelled.

“Look, this might seem risky—“

“Because it is! The only reason I came here was to convince you to destroy the portal due to the danger it represents on everything but having this abomination with you and wanting to show it off like a trophy is much worse! You must kill it!!”

“Fiddleford, I told you that—“

“I don’t care if death is too merciful for it! At least, we won’t deal with it anymore! At least, it would be burning in hell! Isn’t that enough?!”

“That’s the thing, it’s not enough! It’s not enough FOR me! You should count yourself lucky you weren’t his target, Fiddleford. Even if you have helped me build the portal, Bill had all his attention on ME! He puppeteered my body and did humiliating, painful stuff with it! Tortured me psychologically! Threatened to erase my memories!” Fiddleford grimaced at that one. “He even said he would send someone to gouge my eyes if I didn’t open the portal! He gave me 72 hours!! Do you have any idea how it feels to be terrorized by someone who is way stronger than you? By something out of this world, that surpasses your own understanding?!”

“But if he hurt you so much, if you hate him this deeply, why are you allowing it to live? It doesn’t make sense. Destroy it and move on with your life. It’s just a reminder of all the pain it inflicted on you.”

“My revenge should be on my own terms. Yes, this is revenge, Fiddleford. I want it to be the most miserable, pathetic, hellish, brutal experience he has ever lived. He treated me as a puppet, as a means to an end. Now it’s my turn and I’ll do it worse.”

“Ford, please. Listen to yourself, you’re losing it! What if something goes wrong and that monster gets free?! Everyone will be in danger!”

“Don’t worry, I wouldn’t be that careless to parade him without the best of precautions. Besides, now that you’re here, I have a great proposal for you.”

“I won’t be that thing’s babysitter.”

“I’m not a toddler, you idiot!” Bill screamed, going red.

“No, not that. Remember the papers you wrote about my findings, saying that I should publish them?” He nodded, intrigued and anxious. “Well, I will, and as the cherry on the cake, I will show the whole scientific community a living creature from another dimension!” He pointed at Bill.

Once again an echoing WHAT?! filled with anger and horror was uttered by the dream demon and the southern engineer. None of them were able to process Ford’s plan for it was just so ludicrous, so outrageous, even a madman would call it out.

“YOU WILL NOT USE ME!!!”

“For once I agree with the monster. Stanford, don’t you see? This is a time bomb of a plan! No matter if it can’t escape or if this works, no one should know the existence of the portal!”

Ford felt like a fish out of water. Hiding the portal? Hiding Bill Cipher? After 3 days of nerve-wracking, back-breaking work, expressing his desire to enact revenge on his own terms, having the wish at the palm of his hands and Fiddleford is telling him to let it go? “I think you’ve forgotten who has the upper hand. I altered the portal to trap Bill, I have him trapped forever. What would be the point of such a milestone if I hid it?”

“Because it’s dangerous! Other people could use it for evil! Heck, what if that beast manipulates them to get free?! You have to see reason, Stanford! There is no gain in parading the machine or that creature. You have finally trapped it, let’s just kill it and move on!”

“I won’t say it a third time: my revenge, my terms. And I told you, this prison is unbreakable. He can’t escape. And I wouldn’t let anyone touch it or the portal. Additionally, if they tried to, they’d need instructions my head has and which I will never give. This information will stay with me. The portal will be just a part of the show; although, if the presentation is successful, then we can use it safely. Imagine the knowledge we could gather! The new cultures, the way the supernatural evolves in other dimensions! We’ll be the pioneers of a new era of science!”

“…Stanford, I-I don’t want to burst your bubble but aren’t you going too far?”

“This isn’t far but fair for both of us.”

“But why involve me? I didn’t give you the idea of reverse-engineering the portal or setting a trap to defeat that monster.”

“You did the job of cataloging all my findings. And you knew what Bill was capable of. I think that’s good enough. Can’t you see it, my friend? Comeuppance is finally in our hands. We’ll be famous, we’ll reach the stars, and most importantly, everyone will be safe from him.”

It sounded too good to be true. Nothing could go this smoothly without a price paid in any way, mainly a painful one. Either the demon is half-caged inside that crystal pyramid or he’s being an excellent actor, waiting for the moment to destroy them. Nonetheless, why not do it now? If his suspicions were right, why would that thing not do anything? Unless it expected them to lower their guard enough to formulate a plan for total conquest.

Sweet Lord, he didn’t know. He wasn’t there! He must ask Ford for the schematics of the altered portal if he wants to make sure Bill Cipher isn’t able to escape. The other plans having a free rent in Ford’s mind were trivial compared to the hellish elephant in the room. Heck, Ford could have all the fame for all he cared. What mattered the most was keeping Bill caged and powerless permanently.

God, Fiddleford couldn’t believe what he was about to say. “…Ok, Stanford… I’m in…”

[moonspirit]

Hi Moon, I hope you are well! I wanted to drop in and say OH MY GOD THE NEW CHAPTER?!?!?!?!?!!?!!?

First of all, remember you made a poll/question asking what readers want to see more of and I said REINER POV and YOU MADE IT HAPPEN. It was heartbreaking but also SO SO GOOD AND AAAAA I can't believe how well you wrote him and his thoughts. Also fuck Karina man, I hope she falls in the lake and freezes over 🌚 maybe she can take Mrs Leonhart with her too👀

Then, CONNIE??? HE'S THE STAR HERE OMG I fucking love the way he's so serious about this ginger bread project. But also, how did Connie of all people become the serious, responsible and grounded one of the group🫢

Then, JEANPIKU AAAAAAAAAA I can't believe they're acting so flustered and they didn't even kiss yet like HELLOOO how will you guys react after that??? Terrible at hiding emotions fr!

I also want to take a moment to appreciate LEVI IN THIS CHAPTER BECAUSE THIS MAN HAS MISSING FINGERS AND IS STILL DOING HIS VERY BEST. Him sulking?? Him agreeing with Connie on the Annie crystalizing moment (which btw made me snort), him going along with this "plan" to help Armin and Jean?? Yes!!!

Below I added my favorite passages from this chapter. What a delightful read! I can't wait to do some drawing in the future of my favorite moments! Absolutely want to capture some of these!

Hellllooo stella!! T_____T Thank you so much for reading, I'm so happy to know you enjoyed the chapter aaaaaaaaa T^T

Yeeesss the poll-not-poll thingy xD This chapter has been in the works for months now, so it wasn't a sudden thing! But you actually guessed right under that post and it was a struggle to not tell you "Bingo!" XD

I'm very glad to know you liked the Reiner POV tho T_T I admit it was quite difficult to actually put into words; severe depression, especially the physical manifestation of it, is tricky to actually explain seriously without it sounding silly. Imo a lot of the ways depression shows up in daily life are very quiet and "tiny" - for example, Reiner's struggle to get out of bed and the sudden confusion that envelopes him as he stands in the middle of his room and doesn't know what to do next.

Also fuck Karina man, I hope she falls in the lake and freezes over 🌚 maybe she can take Mrs Leonhart with her too👀

I laughed SO hard xD Glad to know you all hate her! Horrible reptile indeed.

On a serious note, I think... the warrior parents (with the exception of Pieck's father who seems, for the lack of more information, quite nice actually) might've actually had their eyes opened to the cruelty they dealt their children, but such realizations imo aren't total 180s. Both Mr. Leonhart and Karina are different now, yes, they no doubt value Annie and Reiner as actual people more than just as tools, but... it's highly likely they both also continue to hurt their children, probably unwittingly. Parents who view their children as trophies do not easily come down to a level where they are content with just the happiness of said children. I won't get into Mr. Leonhardt right now (to be discussed at a later point), but while Karina might really love Reiner, his status as Hero and Ambassador is still valuable to her. He is still a trophy son, someone she can show off to others. I don't say Karina does this intentionally, but it is incredibly harmful behaviour, especially to a vulnerable son like Reiner.

Okay wait I rambled, sorry xD

CONNIE BTW, IS THE ONLY ONE WITH THE SINGLE VALUABLE BRAINCELL AT THE MOMENT (among the six). I hc he'd really love community projects - hence gingerbread town, it's kinda funny he'd be the only one so fired up about it xD That said poor guy has his work cut out for him now, so RIP Connie Boy.

I also want to take a moment to appreciate LEVI IN THIS CHAPTER

T_____T Father of several adoptive children humouring his idiot son's excitement over gingerbread-town - ISN'T IT A NICE PICTURE TO HAVE?!! Aaaahhhh I really loved writing him doing such a silly activity, it was very heartwarming. But where Levi is, there are also sarcastic one-liners and maybe I enjoyed those a little too much xD So glad to know you enjoyed them too, Stella, thank you T_T!

These passages... yeah xD Things have been too sad lately, it was time for the sillies! I'm incredibly glad this chapter made you laugh.

Thank you so much for the lovely words, you're too kind T^Tb

[the-sparkling-diamond-satine]

Hiii! Not an ask but just wanted to say thanks for all the amazing moulin rouge fics, I read your very first moulin rouge fic a week after it was published and have read every one of the 296,495 words you’ve written about the mr! Universe since. I’m kinda awful with writing insightful or useful comments or anything, so sorry if this kinda out of the normal or anything- but i just wanted to say thanks for all your writing, and you’re definitely my favourite ao3 author ever.

I’ve been rereading your fics again and again throughout the year, (atp I think I know some of them off by heart) and I just think it’s really amazing how clear your characters are, you’ve built a really amazing world from the ground up, like with every new work it feels like another piece of the story just sorta slots in there? Especially in a pretty small fandom you are making such an awesome impact and I hope you know that your writing is so cool and I appreciate it a lot.Sorry if this is weird or anything but I just wanted you to know that you are crazy underrated and that your writing is so deeply meaningful and never fails to impress.  thanks for the last year <3 

(Hope you enjoy the next one) 

HIIIIIII!!!!!! i'm sorry i take such an abnormally long time to answer whenever i get an ask as nice as this one, it's because i spend a week or two getting most of the excited screaming out so i can answer somewhat coherently!!!!! it's not you i promise i thought about this ask every day since i got it and there was all of the happiness and sdjkfnjksdg (positive)!!!!! aaaahhhh you incredibly kind human!!

omg you have been here FROM THE VERY BEGINNING OF MY ROUGE JOURNEY. HI. THAT IS SO EXCITING!!! not sure how i feel about some of my earliest stuff tbh but i'm glad you stuck around!!! also pls never apologize for how you reach out, every time i post a fic i've worked very hard on it and it feels like putting a little bit of my soul on the internet so positive feedback is welcome from readers in any format or medium and ALWAYS appreciated and read over and over and over again when the impostor syndrome takes hold haha! all that to say any kind comment is useful and i'm gonna respectfully disagree that you aren't insightful! [not that you asked but i used to have horrible anxiety about leaving comments and never knew what to say so where i started was just trying to tell the author either 1) a favorite (moment, line, piece of dialogue, plot twist, chapter, etc.) or 2) how the chapter made me feel (did i laugh, cry, am i still thinking about it days after reading?) if comments are something you'd like to try leaving i hope that gives you a place to start! and as a writer i can say we LOVE this kind of feedback and there is no comment too short or too uninsightful so long as you're kind!! i love hearing from my readers about what they enjoy and what works and it def affects my future chapters/works once i know what you all want to read more of!! the relationship is reciprocal like that haha :) ]

favorite ao3 author is a HIGH ACHIEVEMENT omg. i am gonna scream about that for 87 years (in the best way)!!!!!! thank you for taking the time and the courage to let me know!!!!!

"I just think it’s really amazing how clear your characters are, you’ve built a really amazing world from the ground up, like with every new work it feels like another piece of the story just sorta slots in there? Especially in a pretty small fandom you are making such an awesome impact and I hope you know that your writing is so cool and I appreciate it a lot." <- INSIGHTFUL. INSIGHTFUL AF. ALSO LOVELY AND KIND AND SO WONDERFUL AND KNOWING YOU FEEL THIS WAY MAKES ME SO HAPPY I COULD CRY. this is the kind of feedback i wanna save forever when the impostor syndrome tries to keep me from posting. thank u a million billion times over!!!!! happy to know you will likely be reading whatever i post next haha!!! that's always so encouraging :)

[yuujispinkhair]

I have been very busy in real life and I still have a lot to do this week :( I just want to work on my fics aaaahhhh 😭😭 After seeing the new JJK chapter I really want to post the next chapter of Separation Anxiety. I hope I'll have time to work on it.

Sending all of you lots of love 💗💗

[madraleen]

bungo stray dogs ch.122 (oh how i love you, bsd)

-the detective agency :') i miss it -really looking forward to seeing who this dazai represents, 'cause i don't think dazai has ever looked at atsushi that coldly and like he's fed up with him -why are we in aku-kun's childhood, that's a new level of atsushi-aku intimacy, i- WHY ARE WE HERE -and cut to aku-kun saying "were-tiger…" argh. and that panel with atsushi being bubble-ified has no business being that beautiful.

-"akutagawa…" 'kay. saying each other's names on separate dimensions. 'kay. -interesting how abused atsushi is seeing aku-kun be abused by one of atsushi's most favorite people. like, it was no secret, ever, but seeing it happen "in real time"... oh, how i love your layers, bsd, you lovely onion you -asfgddg, the panel of dazai with his "new boy," aaaahhhh pretty dazai is pretty -oof, they've had such Moments together, thank you for the atsushi-aku flashback montage -the "away with you, you fool" haunts me -yeah, this presence does feel different from dazai-san's, i was just saying! thank you, atsushi -eh?? EH????? mister director??? there's no escape. -oh? we remember that Q exists? cool cool -NOOO, DON'T STOP THERE!!! (i feel like i say this in every chapter)

[thenewfuture]

RUNNING SIMULATION#MT4UDG915AE

(What if Monaca Towa won?)

Simulation starting in 3...

2....

1....

(part 1)

.....

........

.............

???: Heeheheheheee.....Hahahahaha......!

Ahahahahahahaaaaaa....!

I did it...! I really did it...! I'VE WON!

Komaru Naegi and Touko Fukawa, dead! Their puny little raiding castle pals, dead! Those has-been lame-o Remnant traitors dead, dead! Now no one can stop me!

And this killing game is nearing completion! I've got tons of juicy footage, puhuhuhu!~

Monaca: Future Foundation will fall! Hope will finally die!

Monaca: Today marks a new chapter for the world! The renaissance of despair begins now!

With ME leading the charge! Monaca Towa, the Second Coming of Junko Enoshima! The Overwheleming, Resilient, and Supreme Empress of Despair!

Ahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA, AHAHAHAHAHAAAA!

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!

......Monaca Towa...had won...

True to her word, she uploaded the video of the Future Foundation Killing Game online. To which spread around like wildfire...

From there, any small remains and backing of Future Foundation shriveled up, and crumbled away into nothing. Dismantling the organization as a whole almost overnight...

Monaca also made sure to destroy any other worthwhile threat to her new empire, so that there could be no one and nothing in her way.

Thus, the world fell right back into the state it was when the Tragedy first started. Just when it seemed like they were getting out of that era.

The Earth into a sea of overwhelming and never-ending despair. It was a new Tragedy. A sad, awful, horrific tragedy. Yes, it is such a tragedy...

....A tragedy that Monaca didn't enjoy it for nearly a month....

And that's why I think we should abolish Day-Light Savings Time.

I mean it makes sense, right? More time for beauty sleep and to enjoy the day, do some errands, walk around, and more sun for golf. I know Despair is all the rage, but this is one Despair no likes, right?

Grace: And these are just some small examples of what it could give us. Like possibly rearranging the clocks to have more time and hours and-

....Am I bothering you?

Huh? No, no, no. You're fine.

I'll definitely uh....put a pin in that...

Oh thank you, my liege! You are far too kind!

All hail Monaca Towa! The Supreme Empress of Despair! Successor to our beloved Junko Enoshima! Our Guiding Light of Shadows! All Living Beings Quiver in-

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know how it goes.

Thank you, thank you. One of my associates will escort you out now. Come again and....all that stuff... B-bye.

*A Monokuma kid takes the woman and leaves...*

....*Siiiiiiiiigh*....

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"AAAAHHH!!! AAAAAIIIIE! NO PLEASE, NO-"

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TV: "AAAAHHHH! OH GOD, WHY?! AAAHHHHHH!"

*Monoca is at her desk watching live footage from her Monokumas ruthlessly and brutally killing civilians....*

[kingkat12]

Hey, my dear!! I was away from tumblr for a while for academic reasons and my gosh I missed so much from 7 Minutes in Heaven. Your writing continues to be so captivating and I'm so happy that you didn't give up on this work, I'm so excited, you constantly keep the reader's attention.

You know I love your writing and aaaahhhh it's so beautiful and good to see an author who captures all the nuances of a character and then enhances them. In short: I love your work!!!

(I was kicking my feet like a teenager with the last chapter)

THIS... HAS BEEN IN MY INBOX... FOR TOO LONG AND I--

HELLO?? HELLO HELLO HELLO I LOVE YOU FOR THIS, I'M SORRY FOR BEING SO LATE TO ANSWER, BECAUSE THIS HAS ME KICKING MY FEET RN AND I LOVE YOU I'M SORRY

these things are SO nice to hear, especially now that I'm writing a new chapter and in the middle of thinking that everything sucks ass, so this was... wow. I feel like a dying plant and you just poured water on me, THANK YOU😭🌸 all of these things are such immense compliments and you've literally hit delete on my every insecurity as a writer omg this is crazy. CRAZY. CRAZY WORK!!!!!!!!

I LOVE YOU.

THANK YOU.

SORRY FOR BEING LATE.

AND THANK YOU TODAY AND ALWAYS😭🩷 @lafemme-nk

[finisnihil]

Ur new jingluo fic chapter makes me wanna bawl my eyes out aaaahhhh jing yuan u killed the most beautiful babe ever 💔

I wanna see more!!! Angst jingluo finally one where I watch luocha suffer >:)

Ahhhh i'm glad! Yeah I was bein threatened with therapy bills and being uninvited from birthday parties before I even uploaded the chapter so. Womp.

Fear not, it will not get happier for a hot minute. The only way now is down and it has to get worse before it gets better. I will put that blonde man through The Horrors as god intended.

Somebody really gotta save this man from me lmao

[archiverstappen]

AAAAHHHH!!!!! (high pitched screech)

I’ve been dying to know what happened at Max’s birthday boat! I love Vic and y/n being fun besties, I can’t wait to hear how it went with Sophie.

Oooh are they gonna get….spicy? *wiggling eyebrows*

New chapter was so fun, glad you’re back!!!

-🧝🏼‍♀️ (this emoji is fun to me)

AAAAAAAAAHHHHH THANK YOU!!! i do have an intention to show her relationship with sophie in the next part, because i just love the thought of tcs! reader being so close with max's family!! 🫂

[zolica-ao3]

AAAAHHHH the new chapter was so cute. so tender and i really enjoy seeing lando n oscar build their relationship!!!!! with so much fluff as well, like, so much!!!!🫶🫶 i love your fic so much you have no clue!!!!!

🧡🧡🥺 thank youuu! I'm glad you like it!

It's such a calm chapter, like, nothing happens. But I guess that makes the fluff even better ☺️

[sassmouthsimmer-writteninstars]

Chapter : THIS IS FOR YOU : 39 — Curiousity ceased the feline.

[This chapter repost is a continuation of the story on my main Simstagram account @ SassmouthSimmer ]

📍SimNation’s Presidential White House

[Gyra]: “Roosevelt, you should tell Maizie the news before she bursts from curiosity. How is the human idiom quoted? — Curiosity ceased the Feline.”

[Maizie]: “HA! Close enough, babe. It’s all about technicality. You’re not wrong, though.”

[Roosevelt]: “Do you want to tell her, my love?”

[Dhara]: “No, you tell her, I want to watch this reaction.” [ amused breathy chuckle ]

[Roosevelt]: “Maiz, Gy — Dhara and I are expecting a baby!”

[Maizie]: “Are y’all serious?! Wha!? When — when did you find out!?”

[ Gyra]: “Roosevelt! Dhara! Congrats! This is exceptional news to hear! Is everyone aware?”

[Roosevelt]: “Ròz and Diegs, of course, but we wanted to ask if y’all wouldn’t mind us sharing the news at dinner.”

[ Gyra]: “Of course! We’d be delighted!”

[Roosevelt]: “Maiz, what say you!? You okay!?”

[Dhara]: “Roo, I think she’s in shock!”

[Maizie]: “Of course I’m okay! This is the best news ever! I had a feeling about it, but honestly I thought it’d be an engagement announcement but this is so much better!”

[Roosevelt]: “HA! Slow down, Maiz. One step at a time. We’ll get there one day, I’m sure.”

[Maizie]: “Dhara, come here! AAAAHHHH!!! You’re going to have a baby! Oh, how exciting for you both! I know Unc is probably beside himself!”

[Dhara]: “Thanks Maiz. He is! He practically fainted when I showed him all the positive tests. He’s already started buying things and thinking up names.”

[Maizie]: “And how do you feel?”

[Dhara]: “I’m excited! But also nervous. Roo is a giant man — I’m concerned about how big the baby will be by the time of delivery! This baby will probably come out with a college degree.”

[Maizie]: “HA! True! All our fam are tall and sturdy. You have every right to be concerned. [ softly laughs ] Don’t worry, G’ma was as petite as you, and she obviously survived having him.”

[Maizie]: “Mama did say he was a big chunky baby. I think she said he was 12 lbs. at birth. Well, hey! You're fierce! You got this!”

[Dhara]: “12 pounds! OH, MY NO! Please tell me you're joking. What have I done?! I wonder if I’ll ever be able to walk again. I barely survive Roo as it is now. Maybe the baby will be petite, like me.”

CHARACTERS:

MAIZIE RENÉ BERRY LOBO

HRH CROWN PRINCE GYRA BOTOLPH — Human alias: GARY BOSTON

ROOSEVELT RENÉ BERRY MCDOWELL

DHARA COLLINS*

[ *Dhara Collins is a sim created by cosmo92legacy on Simstagram for this cross-collab love story ]

⚠️ Friendly Reminder to Readers – If you are easily triggered by anything in this story, please don’t read or follow. Please review the Disclaimers in this account’s Simstagram highlights as well as those listed on this blog. 

This is the main story taking place in the future of my #notsoberrychallenge inspired SCI-FI SERIES. If you’d want to know about its Origin story, you can it read on my origin Simstagram account – @ sass.berry.origin or the current blog version located here:

https://www.tumblr.com/sassmouthsimmer-scifioriginstory

[crowtrobotx]

oh my god I wasn’t even thinking when I took my impromptu road trip - Check Engine’s new chapter is done but I only have my phone and formatting/posting is a nightmare on this thing. I am so sorry to anyone who is waiting - I promise either when I get home tomorrow night or Monday I’ll get it updated!! Aaaahhhh