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blindmagdalena · 11 months

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Pocket Rocket ( Homelander x Madelyn )

18+ 1.9k micro/macro, external only, mild objectification, grinding, under clothing play, uh... sexy shenanigans with super powers. written for @cozycornerkinktober!

After Vought develops a shrinking serum, they decide to test it on their resident lab rat. Homelander takes surprisingly well to being 4 inches tall, especially when it comes to spending time with his favorite manager.

set pre s1. i... have nothing to say for myself lmao this is my first time writing anything like this, so be kind to me. thank you @xieyaohuan and @deliciouskeys for your enthusiastic encouragement. 🖤

It started off innocently enough.

By utilizing the biological response that the hero Termite’s DNA has to Compound V, Vought scientists are able to distill a potent serum that temporarily shrinks any hero to Termite’s infamous size. The results vary from hero to hero, but generally speaking, those with higher concentrations of Compound V in their system fare the best.

Naturally, Homelander is the perfect candidate for the continued trials. The strategic potential this offers them, in combination with his other powers, is undeniable. He could be anywhere at any time, practically invisible.

The one perk Madelyn didn’t anticipate was how intensely docile it would make the supe.

Even now as she works, he lays sprawled out in her upturned palm, fitted in a tiny replica of his suit. He had insisted the details be perfect, all the way down to his boots. She has to admit, it’s rather charming.

The serum doesn’t reduce him to quite the size Termite is able to accomplish. He’s about four inches tall, spanning the base of her middle finger to the bottom of her palm. Due to the sheer volume of V in his system, depending on how high of a dosage he takes, the solution can last as long as eight hours without any side effects. He’s been keen to make very good use of the time he has with it, eager to test it whenever the matter arises.

As for Madelyn, she doesn’t mind one bit. Not only does it allow her to keep an eye on him, it keeps him quiet and perfectly manageable. He rolls over in her palm, cushioning his head on his arm, and she can see in her peripheral vision that he’s smiling up at her. When she glances down, he closes his eyes like he’s sleeping.

Cute.

Her phone rings, and instead of rolling him onto the desk or awkwardly reaching across herself to answer it, she tugs open the breast pocket of her button-up and gently plops him inside it. She can feel him squirm a bit, but she knows he can fly out at any time if he wants to. However, it quickly becomes apparent that he isn’t squirming at all. He’s just making himself comfortable.

Taking her call, Madelyn does her best to ignore the sudden dim pulse stirring between her thighs.

From that point on, it’s a gradual escalation that, frankly, she should have seen coming.

He becomes obsessed with situating himself in her pockets, be they pants, skirt, or shirt. Any time he experiences so much as a modicum of stress, he seizes it as an opportunity to be tiny and close to her, seeking comfort in the same ways he always has, but with the added benefit of not pestering Madelyn when she has important matters to tend to. Besides, this little ritual of theirs has significantly improved his temperament.

It doesn’t hurt that she’s begun to enjoy it herself.

When the day comes that he storms into her office, pitching some kind of fit that a news station has run a cutting exposé on one of his recent heroic endeavors–citing a wealth of unnecessary collateral damage that she had already thoroughly reprimanded him for–she’s quick to reach for the stash of serums she now keeps in a small fridge behind her desk.

It isn’t until he’s nestled contentedly in the circle of her fingers that she realizes she doesn’t have pockets in this outfit.

With a thoughtful click of her tongue, she makes a choice and partially unbuttons her blouse. “Be good,” she tells him, and sets him on the curve of her breast, tucking him into just the top of her bra. She’s certain that she’s never seen him so delighted, nor has she ever felt him take so long to get comfortable.

The pulse between her legs has grown to a steady throb, and she can no longer deny that this is almost as much for her as it is for him.

The cup of her bra immediately becomes his new favorite spot. He’s even less conspicuous there than he’d been in her breast pocket, and she doesn’t have to worry as much about someone taking note of him as she goes about her work day. They’ve both begun to look forward to these days, to the point where Madelyn will often shuffle his schedule around in order to ensure he has at least one full day free of duty.

The dam doesn’t truly break until one such day she feels him shuffle down lower, squirming more than usual, followed by a pleasant little pinch that makes her whole body jolt. “What are you doing in there?” She asks with a furrow of her brows, hooking her fingers delicately over her blouse and bra, peering inside.

She finds Homelander pressed snugly between her bra and her breast, cupping her nipple between his hands, face pressed into it. She realizes that his squirming was him grinding against her. He turns his head to look sheepishly up at her, muttering something she can’t hear due to his size. He’s flushed thoroughly pink, looking like he expects to be reprimanded. She swallows thickly, the aching throb of her clit doubling at the needy sight of him tucked in against her.

Breathing a touch shallower, she gives him the barest hint of a nod and covers him back up, cupping her breast instead, feeling him in her palm through the layers of her shirt. He starts thrusting again, grinding against her soft skin, squeezing and nuzzling at her nipple with more vigor now. She shivers, holding him tight to her chest while she deftly unbuttons her skirt with her other hand, slipping her fingers into her underwear.

She fingers herself to the feel of him writhing against her until she comes. Neither of them speak of it, nor his tiny soiled suit.

After that, they stop bothering with the tiny suit altogether during these times. Seems foolish to keep making a mess of it. Besides, she takes (perhaps too much) pleasure in stripping him of each piece, holding him delicately in her hand as she pinches his gloves between her middle finger and thumb, sliding it off and setting each one to the side. He’s entirely malleable as she does it, watching her with parted lips and heavily lidded, love drunk eyes.

It’s been a busy few weeks since they were able to do this, and her skin is already prickling with anticipation. She’s wearing a dress today, and as per usual, she slips him into the cup of her bra to get comfortable as he pleases.

She’s worked up enough that she has to lay back while he gets settled, closing her eyes to enjoy the moment. Her heart is already beating in her clit, and he’s taking longer than usual to establish himself. “Homelander,” she warns, giving him a light pat through her shirt. “Settle down.”

He doesn’t, though. Instead, he pulls himself out entirely, popping up from the neckline of her dress. He swings his arm, beckoning her, and she picks him up, bringing him close to her ear once she realizes he wants to speak.

“I can hear you throbbing in your underwear, Madelyn,” he says, voice thoroughly addled with his own lust. “Why don’t you stick me where you really want me?”

Drawing her hand away, she shoots him a critical look. “You think you’ve earned that?”

He nods enthusiastically, looking equal parts convinced of it and hopeful that she is as well.

She supposes that he has been particularly well-behaved as of late. Is this why? Has he been listening to her arousal all this time, plotting the day he would be pressed against the heat of it? She can’t deny that she’s thought about it, too; wondered if he would feel anything like the vibrator she had pressed to her clit while she was thinking about it.

Slowly, with him sitting naked and eager in the palm of her hand, his cock full and hard, she stands up. He’s starting to look nervous, clearly beginning to think he’s overstepped. She waits until he looks just about ready to apologize or burst into tears—or both, frankly—before she hooks her fingers beneath the hem of her dress and slides it up her thigh.

“Be good,” she tells him, though it's a significantly more salacious demand than the first time she said it in this context.

With that, she closes her fingers around him and slips him into her underwear, releasing him into the narrow space between her cotton panties and her pulsing cunt.

A shiver rolls up her spine. She’s immediately hyper aware of him moving, adjusting until he finds a comfortable way to align against her. Her heart is racing, and she waits until he stops moving before she sits down.

Unlike when he’s tucked into her bra, she’s unable to think of anything other than the feel of him, especially once she’s sitting. She swears she can feel every single one of his movements, which feel more intentional than ever. It’s not as though she’ll crush or smother him; they tested him, and he’s just as durable as he is at his full size.

He’s not settling like he usually does, either. He hasn’t stopped squirming since she sat down. Instead of chiding him, however, she slips her hand between her thighs and finds his small body with her fingers, letting out a shuddering sigh when she feels him. He isn’t just squirming, he’s thrusting against her, using his unnatural strength to his utmost benefit, writhing against her clit, grinding, using his arms, anything he can, and it feels fucking amazing.

Madelyn moans outright, bracing her other hand against the edge of it in a white-knuckle grip. He’s absolutely relentless, more so than he ever was in her shirt, and it’s everything she imagined it would be and more. The strength he possesses is unreal, and even as small as he is, she feels it in his every movement, how his body practically thrums with it.

She comes with a stifled cry while bent over her desk, every harsh breath sending her documents a little further askew. Only then does he finally stop moving, but throughout her aftershocks she can still feel the inhuman buzz of his body.

Leaning back, she gingerly lifts the waistband of her panties and peers inside, spotting Homelander’s small body. He’s slumped back against her wet panties, glistening and utterly pussy drunk. He offers her a broad, dazed smile.

“Are you alright?” She asks. She’s a little breathless, but she maintains her composed tone of authority well.

He nods, looking positively delirious with pleasure and completely unharmed. She can already tell that he’s come, too, even if she can’t feel the mess of it amongst her own.

“Good,” she says, the word dripping with satisfaction. “You can stay there, then.”

With that, she lets go of her waistband and adjusts her dress back down, running her fingers through her hair while she resettles herself. She leaves him there for the rest of the day, an arrangement that they both wind up being more than content with.

Once settled, he behaves perfectly well for her. Any time she decides she needs a little break from work, all she has to do is rock her hips, and he starts right back up until she’s satisfied once again.

#cozy corner kinktober #homewell #homelander x madelyn stillwell #microphilia #my writing #smut #i might have finished this drunk LMAO #anyways i. don't know what i've done here. but i saw the kink and could NOT stop thinking about these two!

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butchdiaz · 3 months

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hiiiii your edits are so incredible!!! i've been thinking about trying my hand at video editing do you have any tips?? also how does one source clips lol

hope you're having a good day :)

hi!!!! thank u so much! for sourcing clips, i did it the hard way by downloading full episodes and screen recording the clips i wanted w quicktime which is a lengthy process that takes up a lot of space on ur laptop LOL but i really wanted HD footage and didnt know any other way when i started and now i just have my own little library of clips.

here is a lifesaving site to download eps if u dont wanna/cant torrent. i forget who made it but if someone knows lmk so i can credit!

after i had done all that i discovered that there were these magical things called scene packs that are more popular over on twitter. where u can easily download every buddie scene in s2-4 for example that took me hours to record myself 🤦🏽‍♂️ i dont really have any specific sources for u bc im not on twitter. sorry ik thats not very helpful LMAO but if u ask around/search for them i know they are out there!

and uhhh as far as tips go here are some things i personally think about while editing! everyone has different styles and methods though:) this got long accidentally so its going under the cut oops

- i like to try and tell a story w my edits so im almost always thinking about that first and foremost. like how can i tie the beginning to the end and have a satisfying climax etc. i try to work with the song and highlight the emotional/tonal shifts in the music with my editing

- on that note, i am very influenced by the music while im editing cause i want my edits to LOOK like how it FEELS when im listening to the song. i think my best example of this is im afraid i love you. the drop in the chorus feels like a punch to the gut everytime and i really wanted to visuals to reflect that so it would be the most powerful. hence: soft lovey dovey looks galore and then BAM! SHOOTING. these comments fills my heart with glee cause it makes me feel like i did a good job capturing the feeling the song gives me.

i also really love the way the beat comes in in the second verse of that song and i made sure to sync up the shots to the beat at that moment instead of the words in order to highlight the musical shift. (i always think about how @ilostyou loves that verse and calls it bouncy, it makes me feel like i achieved my goal!!!!)

- the little details and nitpicky stuff goes a long way! like painstakingly making sure clips hit right on time with the beat/the words if thats ur intention. it may seem like a chore at the time but it definitely pays off for me at least

- i also think a LOT about composition, and how to make edits flow smoothly so that the viewer can follow the story easily. if i have a bunch of faster clips in a row im going to try to make sure the focus stays in the same place so the viewers eyes dont have to jump around to find what they are looking for. its easier to explain w an example so in happy to be here, for these three shots on the word "en-gi-neer" i wanted the order to go frank -> dr salazar -> buck.

because then it goes back to frank for "listening" so i wanted space between when it shows him AND i wanted it to end on buck cause he's the most important. but the original shot of dr. salazar was flipped so at first it looked like this:

and i didn't like how ur eyes had to go back and forth so fast, so i flipped the middle clip. it was much easier to process all three clips in quick succession if the subject didn't move. hope that makes sense!

#LMAO i feel like im so bad at explaining my thought process but lmk if u want any clarification! i rambled oopsies #answered

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n-anon · 1 year

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Egotober/Septictober Day 1: Cape, Hidden Injury/Hide and Seek

(I'm going to be doing a mixture today, but with other days I will be doing one or the other, Septictober prompts by @jselorekeeper and egotober prompts by @tracobuttons respectively!)

TWs: Blood, possession, choking

A rush of air goes through his teeth as he breathes quietly, clutching his side and hiding the blood that was dizzying his cognizant effort to keep running.

He had to keep going

"Marvin....."

His former friends voice caused him to wince, the magic power was draining out the wound on his side, as he stumbled to the ground, cursing, he crawled his way over to the pillar. His breath coming out in misty puffs. He closed his eyes and muttered a spell, only to get cut off as the ex-heroes hand grabbed his throat, and he let out a choking gasp, blood dripping on the floor "Found you~" The voice purred in his ear, so familiar, so normal....It would be so reassuring. If only his eyes weren't that bright, bright, neon green.

(A/N: Hello and Welcome to N had to think about 3 or 4 hours on what to even write for this prompt lmao, so here you go, its short and rushed, kind of like how Marvin's feeling about his life rn :P)

Tag List: @spooky-draws-stuff @fear-is-nameless @vwoop-prince @altr114209anon @pyranoia @a-bnana @innocent-angel3 @randowaffle @segernatural

#jacksepticeye #marvin the magnificent #jackieboyman #antisepticeye #N writes #septictober #egotober 2023

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thesafecafe · 2 years

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ATEEZ: WOULD YOU RATHER

If you want to know what my personal dynamics and kinks are, then keep reading! Would you rather, Ateez edition, let’s go!

✧ NSFW under the cut! ✧

1. make out with Yeosang or dry hump Yunho?

make out with Yeosang. I like the idea of a slow, heated make-out session, and taking time to explore each other, + I would never pass up the chance to kiss Yeosang, lmao.

2. Give Mingi a lap dance or have Wooyoung do a sexy dance for you?

Give Mingi a lap dance. I’d love to see his expressions, especially if he’s feeling the vibes, it would give me the confidence I needed to bring out my inner dancer. I can’t really sexy dance, but I’d learn for Mingi.

3. Tease San under the table at dinner or Jongho tease you under the table?

Jongho teasing me under the table. I feel like I can keep a straight face in most situations, and I wanna see how far he’d go, and how long I could keep my composure.

4. Give hickeys to Yeosang or get hickeys from Seonghwa?

(both), but give hickies to Yeosang. I like the idea of marking up your partner, painting their skin in such pretty colors, letting them and others know they’re yours.

5. praise Hongjoong or receive body worship from Yunho?

See, this goes both ways, cause I like both of these things, but I’ll go for praising Hongjoong. That man goes through much on a daily basis, and I’d like to tell him how good of a job he’s doing, in or out of the bedroom.

6. blindfold Mingi or be blindfolded by San?

blindfold Mingi. I wanna see this big, handsome man at my mercy, but also trusting me enough to leave his pleasure in my hands.

7. sexting with Wooyoung or send dirty snaps to Seonghwa?

sexting with Wooyoung. I think it would be easier, plus I like people describing what they’d do/want to do to me. Use your words for me, express your darkest, deepest desires, all your hidden fantasies. I want it all

8. choke Yeosang or be choked by Jongho?

choke Yeosang. Being choked isn’t really my thing, but if he wanted it, I’m all for it. I may have small hands, but they are powerful.

9. pull Hongjoong’s hair or Yunho pull your hair?

pull Hongjoong’s hair. Especially if it’s grown out a bit.

10. tie up Wooyoung or Jongho tie you up?

tie up Wooyoung. What can I say, I like being in charge, and I’d like to see how he’d react. Will he be good, or will he be a brat? Only one way to find out.

11. beg for Seonghwa or Mingi beg for you?

Mingi beg for me. I like the thought of such a big, intimidating man begging for me in that beautiful deep voice of his.

12. ride Jongho’s thigh or sit on San’s face?

Sit on San’s face. He’s pretty, and imagine he kept eye contact while you’re up there? With those loving and/or crazy eyes, depending on his mood? Sign me up.

13. dirty talk with Seonghwa or Mingi?

both, but mostly Mingi. I am a sucker for his voice, especially when it gets lower, and it’s all raspy and deep, I love it.

14. spank Wooyoung or Hongjoong?

spank Hongjoong. I know, usually people would say Wooyoung, but I feel like if it got to that point with Hongjoong, he’d probably be pretty submissive by then, and I wanna hear his moans/cries. (+ have you seen his butt? he’s got cake for days, I could watch it for hours).

15. get spanked by Jongho or Yunho?

not a big fan of being spanked, but if I had to choose, Jongho. He has the power to make you fall apart after a few smacks I think.

16. deny San his orgasm or Seonghwa deny you yours?

both, but I don’t like denying people so much, so I think Seonghwa denying me would be fine. It would make the build up better anyway.

17. have Yeosang as a master or Hongjoong as a pet?

have Yeosang as a master. Now usually, I’m not one to read/indulge in too much master/pet roleplay/dynamics, but I think Yeosang would probably be good at it, and good at taking care of his submissive.

18. touch yourself and make Yunho watch or Mingi touch himself and make you watch?

watch Mingi. I’d like to see him put on show, and to see who breaks first, me or him.

19. call Hongjoong ‘daddy’ or Seonghwa call you ‘mommy’?

Seonghwa calling me mommy. I like the title, plus I may or may not have a kink for it, still exploring that part of things lmao. But I am down for the baby boy Seonghwa agenda.

20. receive aftercare from San or give aftercare to Wooyoung?

Both. I like taking care of people and I like being taken care of, so giving aftercare and/or receiving it is all fine with me.

21. skype sex with Hongjoong or phone sex with Yeosang?

phone sex with Yeosang. I uh, I don’t think I need to explain further.

22. one night stand with Mingi or friends with benefits with Wooyoung?

one night stand with Mingi. Knowing me, friends with benefits wouldn’t work, I’d really fuck around and find out that I had feelings for him, and I cannot take that risk.

23. studio sex with Hongjoong or practice room sex with Yunho?

studio sex with Hongjoong. Please, allow me to make as much noise as possible in a sound proof room, and let me be the background track to whatever new song he’s working on. Deja Vu 2.0 anyone?

24. receive nudes from Seonghwa or a sexy video from San?

receive nudes from Seonghwa. Y’all have seen him right? Right? good.

25. cowgirl position with Jongho or doggystyle position with Yeosang?

ds style with Yeosang. For several reasons.

26. hot tub sex with Mingi or shower sex with Yunho?

hot tub sex with Mingi. Hot water, hot boy, easy clean up. Also, I’m kinda lazy, so let me sit down, lmao.

27. give oral to Yeosang or receive oral from San?

both. giving and receiving pleasure at the same sounds like a good idea to me.

28. Seonghwa cum in your mouth or Wooyoung cum on your face?

neither, I prefer if their release was in me, not on me or my lips/tongue.

29. car sex with San or sex under the stars with Yeosang?

sex under the stars with Yeosang. I mean, a beautiful view, great lighting, and it’s kinda romantic imo. To let only the stars see your love, lmao.

30. take Mingi’s virginity or Yunho take yours?

both. To be honest, my virgin ass wouldn’t mind either way, but most likely Mingi, since I feel like we both wouldn’t judge each other for being inexperienced.

31. library sex with Wooyoung or movie theatre handjob with Yeosang?

theatre handjob with Yeosang. I love the movie theatre, it’s dark, it’s comfy, and if you go to see an old/niche movie, chances are, no one is going to be there with you, and if they are, the noise from the movie should block out any of his moans,

32. lazy morning sex with Yunho or late night sex with Jongho?

late night sex with Jongho. I’m a night owl anyway, and have trouble sleeping, so what better way than to help get me there?

33. wear a collar for Seonghwa or San wear a collar for you?

San wearing a collar for me. I’d get him only the prettiest kind to go with his stage outfits.

34. rough sex with Hongjoong or romantic sex with Jongho?

romantic sex with Jongho. I’m not into anything too rough, light and romantic intimacy is more my style.

35. receive anal from Seonghwa or give anal to Mingi?

neither. It’s not my thing. I might try pegging in the future, but rn, nah.

36. suck on Yunho’s fingers or San suck on your fingers?

San suck on my fingers. Extra lubrication can’t hurt, plus testing his gag reflex would be fun.

38. Hongjoong finger you or give Yeosang a handjob?

both. I really like the idea of being crowded up against the wall, or being made to watch in the mirror as you get ruined.

37. wall sex with Jongho or mirror sex with Wooyoung?

both. I repeat, b-o-t-h. I will settle for nothing less.

39. overstimulate Mingi or be overstimulated by Wooyoung?

both. I like the idea of both. Make me a mess or let me make you a mess, either way. Someone is getting ruined.

40. Woosan threesome or Seongjoong threesome?

You know what, I like to live on the edge, so Woosan threesome. Demon + thot line combined with these two, and I’m ready to see what they’re about.

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Thank you to the lovely @nateezfics for tagging me, I had fun!

And I’d like to tag @minhyuuk , and all my other lovely Ateez writer/Atiny blogs that follow me to participate as well! (had a few slight problems with coloring the choices, but oh well).

#ateez #ateez would you rather #ateez smut #ateez hard hours #ateez x black reader #ateez x poc reader #kpop smut #kpop ambw

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wakinguponsaturday · 2 years

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Almost a year to the day after first asking @its-sixxers if I could print out and bind Half Light (after figuring out how one actually does that), I've finally finished it!!!

She's 825 pages long, has some of the early pages warped from glue, and blood (?) staining the text block, and I am so excited to fall in love with Nines and Mary all over again. Thanks for letting me do this, it's been a really rewarding project and I got a new hobby out of it!!!

Please go read Half Light and everything else Six has written, she is immensely talented. Mary is my favourite character in Bloodlines bar none and reading her story endeared me to VTMB when the game itself did not. Six's Fallout works are also masterpieces, and I haven't checked out her newer stuff with Elder Scrolls but I fully intend to because even if I've never touched a Skyrim game in my life, I know I'm going to adore it too!

More info about the process under the cut.

SeaLemon was an invaluable resource starting out here because I barely know how to sew and I had no idea how to approach the actual construction of a book. I'm gonna plug her right off the bat because she's very beginner-friendly if anyone else wants to learn.

But before all of that I had to format everything in Word! Chapter by chapter I copied the text over from the downloadable PDF from AO3 and would scan through the fic to ensure the formatting was correct (italicization, bolding, paragraph breaks, etc). I'd do this for about an hour at a time over the course of a couple months, until I decided to do the rest of it all at once after one March night at 10PM where I decided to learn how to bind it all, because fuck it, why not. (Answer: I was freaked out about my upcoming departmental talk and this seemed like a good distraction).

Printing all of it just on regular printer paper (don't know if I'd do that again in the future, but it's what I had on hand) it ended up being 52 signatures, or collections of 16 pages (4 pieces of paper) folded in half. Pierced holes in all of those using an awl and an old phonebook to hold the pages open, and then used my old embroidery thread to sew them together. This part took me maybe two days because I was just so damn pumped about it lmao. I also don't have any kind of bookpress to weight down the pages, so I had made due with old textbooks and MCAT prep material.

It stayed this way for LITERAL MONTHS as I gathered all the other supplies - chipboard and brushes from my local craft store, PVA glue online, and by far the hardest part was fabric. I've since learned that you can make your own fabric using book cloth and basically anything you want (if I had known this book would have been coated in red silk I swear) but for now I just wanted to be sure it was something designed for this purpose, as the woman at Fabric Land assured me it needed something specialized. So binder's buckram! Took a while to find something local and the color selection was pretty limited, I was hoping for a dark red or a dark blue but the green was the best they had in stock. Took even longer to get here. And by that point I had enough going on that it fell by the wayside until uh.... last week.

I glued the spine, again realizing that maybe I should've just made my own bookpress but powering through with textbooks to hold things in place, and let that sit for a couple days to fully dry. Ideally it would be flat, but beggars cannot be choosers. Gave her a lil ribbon too.

Not pictured because I forgot, the final text block with black construction paper glued to it to form the inside cover (would probably use something thicker/crisper in the future, something more like cardstock perhaps?). But then it came to putting the cover together! And that was just cutting chipboard to fit and gluing it correctly onto the fabric, leaving gaps around the spine.

Let that dry, and then I glued the text block in and let everything sit for just over 24h, again with makeshift weights to prevent the fabric warping (it's the second book from the bottom).

And then tada! Finished book! (This one's from before it was pressed but it looks the same now)

All in all extremely cool to hold in my hands and I look forward to the next fic that makes me this insane. If I get permission to do The Sun Is Now Fading I might take a crack at that and make a little set! Follow your dreams and one day you too will be able to take notes in the margins of your favourite Vampire the Masquerade fic.

#vtmb #vampire the masquerade #its-sixxers #bookbinding #mine #cant wait to read this on my flight and pray that no one asks me what it is lest i have to respond with #..... uh are you familiar with the 1991 TTRPG world of darkness and its subsequent media #em.chats

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kiirotoao · 1 year

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S2 rewatch highlights pt 2

Episode 3

AWW Dustin falling asleep reading about reptiles, invested immediately

“I need my paddles!” I quote this too much LOL

Oh the compilation of Hop and El cleaning up and the diorama she makes of it in s4 HJFDJFHHJFJ

Mmm Nancy can’t say, “I love you.” Ends up breaking it off with Steve. Mike can’t say, “I love you” to El until under extreme pressure. Result…?

LOL Mike’s the only one not grossed out by d’Art

Mike is such a good advocate for Will wtf my heart 😭 he just knew exactly what was going on with d’Art. Barely any questions asked.

“Things just can’t go back to the way they were” Hop and Joyce have similar conversations as Jonathan and Nancy this season :,) wow I love the endgame ships

HAHA omg Bob cutting blue and yellow wires. Heck yeah.

I wonder how in the world the video camera can capture the outline of the Mind Flayer - ooh hold on, what if they use video footage to find clues or something next season?? Maybe that can be Jonathan’s role???

Interesting how Mike just misses seeing El a second time! And a third time, twice at the school! Man they were so close to running into each other

“Because you’re annoying!” Mike says, snootily and annoyingly to Max, LMAO. I’m so glad these two got some screen time in s3.

“I’m not gonna hurt you.” DESPITE THAT BEING THE VERY THING HURTING YOU. THE WORLD NEEDS MORE COMPASSION LIKE WILL HAS WTFFFFF

Episode 4

Mike be clutching that walkie-talkie for dear life

The spinning shot of Will being taken is so hauntingly good oh my goihshkkkkd

“But it got me, mom.” THE LITTLE VOICE BREAK HAS SHATTERED ME COMPLETELY HELP GODJJK OMGJGJGLFK

“You put us in danger” awww Hopper is so protective. He’s not just mad at her. He’s mad with her. This isn’t fun for either of them 💔.

El is so relatable right now lmao isolation indeed drives a person mad. She’s so real for her anger and they way in which it manifests with her powers is such a cool use of her character

NANCY OFFERS HOLLY TOAST 🥺

Jancy has a bit of hesitancy but they’re ultimately in it together! I really enjoy the pacing that you can see they’re slowly starting to understand each other but aren’t perfect just yet

Okay quibble like idk if the American school system changed? but I did not learn physiology in 8th grade lmao

Geez just Billy is written so well. Hate him with every single encounter

The psychological repetition and sound with Jonathan and Nancy at the park really gets me ughh the discomfort. They’re so bold to go through with that

Now-memories = tunnel visions

True sight = Upside Down episodes

“Maybe we can help Will.” - Mike’s final words to Lucas and Dustin before he goes to the Byers’ 💙

I love Nancy glaring at Dr. Owens and Jonathan being just 🧍

“I have to stop the truth from spreading, too.” Ooooohhh and the different level of fire in Jonathan and Nancy’s eyes as they behold the gate is so omg I need fanart of them in that scene

Quibble number 2: there is no way in all hell that Hopper and Joyce connected those tunnel drawings in under a day let alone what looked like under an hour, I call bs

MAN the intonation and delivery of the fight between Max and Lucas is just so good. Like the anger could be acted so much differently with subtle differences but something about their back and forth was just great

“We’re family now” NOW, Billy??? Yeah as if she wasn’t your step sister for years before?? Geez and that’s not even the worst part of what he says

Okay I’m crying what the heck, UGH Millie is so good. Those sobs my HEARTTTTTT

“Let’s burn that lab to the ground.” S5 PLEASE LET NANCY COMMIT ARSON ON THE LAB. PLEASE!!!

OH NO skipping the Mews part. RIP buddy. RIP 💔

The tunnel flips upside down and THE CLOCK CHIME OH I GOT THE CHILLS

#st rewatch

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I don't usually post fics but I really liked this silly chatfic I made of me and the alola squad lol

(fic under cut!)

Usernames:

Kiawe: FIRE0FALOLA

Sophocles: EpicGamer777

Lana: icaughtkyogre

Mallow: pinaptart

Lillie: ❀ Lillie ❀

Wren (my s/i): woolooloo

(for context, kiawe is wren's (my) romantic f/o and the rest of us are all friends)

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woolooloo added FIRE0FALOLA, icaughtkyogre and 3 more to Alola Squad!

woolooloo: I thought a gc would be nice for us to talk when we're not together

icaughtkyogre: yooo a gc 🔥

FIRE0FALOLA: Why do we need a group chat? We see each other every day

woolooloo: Oh ok i'll just delete this then

FIRE0FALOLA: NO WAIT DON'T!!! SORRY WREN DON'T DELETE THIS COME BACK

EpicGamer777: KGjfgwQ639?&Pfhg9

EpicGamer777: sorry

EpicGamer777: togedemaru rolled over my keyboard

icaughtkyrogre: lmao

❀ Lillie ❀: oh hello everyone (*^▽^*)

woolooloo Hi lillie :)

icaughtkyogre: hi lillie :)

FIRE0FALOLA: Hi Lillie :)

EpicGamer777: hi lilliEQg8fhg2w

❀ Lillie ❀: what's everyone doing now? (^o^)/

icaughtkyogre: [lyingonthesand.jpg]

FIRE0FALOLA: How long have you been there? The sun is already setting

icaughtkyogre: 4 hours

woolooloo: Average lana activity

woolooloo: How's the sand?

icaughtkyogre: wet

woolooloo: Hey wheres mallow?

EpicGamer777: @pinaptart

❀ Lillie ❀: I think mallow is baking dessert (´⊙ω⊙`)?

FIRE0FALOLA: It's already dark outside, Lana are you still on the sand??

icaughtkyogre: yeah it's nice

pinaptart: Hello everyone! I see you guys made a groupchat

❀ Lillie ❀: Hi mallow! (*^▽^*)

EpicGamer777: hi mallOW7

woolooloo: hi mallow :]

woolooloo: what were you doing just now

pinaptart: I was baking dessert

icaughtkyogre: can we see

pinaptart: [honeyglazedberrycupcakes.jpg]

woolooloo: That looks so good??

icaughtkyogre: save us some for tmr or else

pinaptart: Yes sir :salute:

FIRE0FALOLA: Hello

FIRE0FALOLA: Hi

woolooloo: Hi kiawe

FIRE0FALOLA: Yes I m kiawe

FIRE0FALOLA: I love wren

icaughtkyogre: lol I don't think that's kiawe

FIRE0FALOLA: Sorry everyone!!!!

FIRE0FALOLA: My little sister took my phone when I went to the bathroom!!!!

woolooloo: I love you too kiawe

FIRE0FALOLA: Huh

FIRE0FALOLA: Shit

FIRE0FALOLA: How did she

EpicGamer777: he went offline lol

icaughtkyogre: kiawe.exe stopped working

❀ Lillie ❀: haha mimo is so cute (´▽｀;)

pinaptart: Quick question guys, does pinap belong on pizza?

woolooloo: Yes

icaughtkyogre: no it does not

woolooloo: Are your tastebuds okay do you need them checked

woolooloo: How could you not like pinap on pizza :(

EpicGamer777: that's disgusting

icaughtkyogre: see

woolooloo: Why are you all against me

woolooloo: @❀ Lillie ❀ does pinap taste good on pizza say yes

❀ Lillie ❀: I have no preference (＾ω＾)

icaughtkyogre: say it's ass

❀ Lillie ❀: don't make me choose please (╥_╥) I like whatever mallow cooks

pinaptart: How did you know I asked that because I was gonna make pizza for you guys?

icaughtkyogre: all 6 of us are connected by telepathy

woolooloo: It's the Power of Friendship™

EpicGamer777: holy shit you're gonna make pizza for us

EpicGamer777: we love you mallow

woolooloo: We love you mallow

icaughtkyogre: we love you mallow

❀ Lillie ❀: we love you mallow (⌒▽⌒)☆

pinaptart: I love you guys too

pinaptart: But could you pick a side 😔

woolooloo: Add the pinap 🔥🔥🔥

icaughtkyogre: don't add the pinap 🔥🔥🔥

icaughtkyogre: wren you're uncultured

woolooloo: hey

woolooloo: @FIRE0FALOLA kiawe please back me up

icaughtkyogre: he's probably still recovering from just now

woolooloo: @FIRE0FALOLA @FIRE0FALOLA

FIRE0FALOLA: Yes Wren? 🙃

woolooloo: Hey kiawe 🙃

woolooloo: Could you tell them pinap tastes awesome on pizza

FIRE0FALOLA: Oh

FIRE0FALOLA: But I prefer pizza without pinap

woolooloo: .......

icaughtkyogre: BETRAYED

woolooloo: We're breaking up

FIRE0FALOLA: WHAT

FIRE0FALOLA: WHAT DID I DO

FIRE0FALOLA: WAIT ARE YOU BEING SERIOUS

FIRE0FALOLA: WREN

FIRE0FALOLA: WREN???

FIRE0FALOLA: WREN???? 😭😭😭😭

FIRE0FALOLA: I take it back

FIRE0FALOLA: Pinap on pizza is the best food created. Top tier gourmet food. Culinary perfection. Gastronomical genius.

woolooloo: THANK YOU

woolooloo: ILYSM <3

FIRE0FALOLA: I LOVE YOU TOO 🥺🥺🥺

icaughtkyogre: CORNY LAME BOOO

icaughtkyogre: 🍅🍅🍅👎👎👎👎🍅🍅🍅

icaughtkyogre: that's cheating

woolooloo: No it's not

FIRE0FALOLA: No it's not

icaughtkyogre: those who agree it's cheating say kiawren cancelled

EpicGamer777: kiawren cancelled

EpicGamer777: romance cancelled

❀ Lillie ❀: I don't think it's cheating (＾_＾)

icaughtkyogre: shut up lillie

icaughtkyogre: WAIT

woolooloo: LANA WHAT DID YOU SAY TO LILLIE

icaughtkyogre: WAIT

woolooloo: YOU PROBABLY MADE HER CRY

icaughtkyogre: I DIDNT MEAN IT

icaughtkyogre: I WASNT THINKING WHEN I WAS TYPING THAT

EpicGamer777: lana cancelled

woolooloo: lana cancelled

pinaptart: So

pinaptart: Pinap on pizza yes or no 😑😑😑

pinaptart: If you guys don't decide in 2 mins I won't be making lunch for you

EpicGamer777: NO

woolooloo: WAIT

woolooloo: Lillie we need you to pick a side so it's 3:2

woolooloo: (pick pinap)

EpicGamer777: she's still offline

EpicGamer777: cause you upset her lana

icaughtkyogre: lillie i'm sorry

icaughtkyogre: how on earth should I make it up to you

❀ Lillie ❀: you don't have to (*´・ｖ・)

❀ Lillie ❀: but I vote for pinap on the pizza (★ω★)b

icaughtkyogre: this is cuz of just now wasn't it

❀ Lillie ❀: no, you're completely forgiven, I don't know what you're talking about (⊙︿⊙)?

EpicGamer777: yeah it's cause of just now lol

woolooloo: lol

pinaptart: So sorry guys

pinaptart: I realised we actually don't have pinap at the restaurant now

pinaptart: I thought I was keeping track of how much was left but I guess I've used it all up :,)

icaughtkyogre: LMAO

icaughtkyogre: I guess we're having pinap-less pizza B)

icaughtkyogre: get rekt

woolooloo: :(

FIRE0FALOLA: It's okay Wren! If you're ever craving pizza with pinap I can take you to have it together :)

woolooloo: You're the best

woolooloo: Are you busy now kiawe

FIRE0FALOLA: No, why?

woolooloo: If it's not too late, can you come pick me up to have waffles :]

FIRE0FALOLA: NOW????

FIRE0FALOLA: FUCK YEAH

FIRE0FALOLA: I'M ON CHARIZARD ALREADY ILL BE THERE AT YOUR PLACE IN 5 MINS

icaughtkyogre: cringe + L + #cancelromance

❀ Lillie ❀: I think it's cute <3

❀ Lillie ❀: okay bye guys, rest well tonight, I'm going to spend time with snowy! (*＾ワ＾*)

woolooloo: Bye lillie :)

icaughtkyogre: bye lillie :)

EpicGamer777: bye lillie :)

EpicGamer777: wheres mallow btw

EpicGamer777: she's like never online

icaughtkyogre: restaurant things i assume

EpicGamer777: maybe she just finds us annoying

icaughtkyogre: that makes a lot of sense

EpicGamer777: so everybody's offline except us

icaughtkyogre: yeah kiawe and wren are enjoying their waffles so it's just us

EpicGamer777: aromantic solidarity

icaughtkyogre: aromantic solidarity

#had so much fun with this lmao #self ship #selfship #selfship fic #💗🌅

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cosmica-galaxy · 2 years

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Soldier!Reader x Yan!Madcom - Fall into Nevada 2

By popular request, here is part 2 of Soldier!Reader’s adventure in Nevada. Soldier!Reader AU was made by @yansoftie Summary: You’ve been in Nevada for 4 days and decided to go exploring. Little did you know, that a rival faction is looking for you. Warnings: Just some cussing. Some characters will probably be OOC since I’m not used to writing them, but I tried my best. I still don’t have a grasp on the timelines and such, so apologies for that in advance! Word Count: 7,758 Featuring: Sheriff, Jebediah, and Auditor. (Sorry tricky fans, this part was long enough as it is without him. He has to wait his turn. Lmao) Part 1

Story under the cut!

Four days have passed since your arrival here…at least…you think it has been four days. This world…’Nevada’...doesn’t really have a sun or a moon to help tell the time. It was just the same old endless blood red sky for hours on end. Which really messed with your sense of time and your internal clock. From what you can recall, you managed to get at least 5 rounds of sleep, resting for seemingly hours on end, and you ate at least two of your MRE food packs for dinner in the past few hours while you were awake. So it HAD to have been at least four days since you arrived. Thankfully, your MRE food packs helped you recover the energy you spent wandering the desert and bleeding out from your injury, let alone replace the energy you spent running for your life before you fell into Nevada. In desperate times like this, they were lifesavers. The MRE’s gave your littler companions the time they needed to get you some ‘food’ as they called it. Despite your general wariness to the mystery meat that made up most of their foodstuffs, beggars can’t be choosers in a world like this. At least you knew they weren’t made from human meat…well…you at least hoped they weren’t. Despite everything, you decided to upkeep your routine from your days in your original world. As they say, old habits die hard. You wake up, do your stretches, apply your external medicine, check your equipment, and secure the premises while the others slowly rouse from inside the building. It wasn’t like they were making you sleep outside. But you were just simply too big for the innermost rooms of the warehouse. So your ‘room’ eventually became the docking area of the warehouse with the large bay doors serving as your…well…entrance into the building. You spent most of your time here. Watching, listening, cleaning your weapons, sorting your stuff…just doing useless things to pass the time. The only time you got to spend time with your smaller companions was when they came home from missions or tasks they had to do in the realm of Nexus City, where Hank found you. Especially since they usually come back at what Doc calls ‘dusk’. Despite the sky not changing. During that time, you were making your first MRE dinner when their truck pulled up into the warehouse’s crumbling parking lot. You were happily preparing your food outside under the overhang and next to the bay entrance to the makeshift base that your new crew called their temporary home. The smell was familiar and comforting to you, having had these meals on plenty of rough nights out in the field of battle. It also probably had a powerful aroma since it pulled in Deimos from around the warehouse like a magnet. You didn’t mind sharing some of your rations that you had for dinner with Deimos, which was a large premade pack of chicken egg noodles with vegetables that was served with chips and a protein bar. To which Deimos happily took some bites out of.

Since you fell into Nevada, you’ve been kinda stressed and not really in the mood to eat too much. So allowing Deimos to eat some of your food was fine with you, but not really to Doc. As he quickly chides Deimos for digging into your food, despite you explaining that he had your permission to eat some of it. Despite the little argument quickly unfolding between them, the more time you spent with them the more attached you grew to your shorter allies. Seeing as Sanford also came around the corner with Hank trailing behind him when the commotion picked up. Watching Deimos argue with Doc and feeling Hank take a seat close to your side as Sanford tries to hold back Deimos was enough to get a few chuckles out of you. It made you miss your battalion in a way… But you know what happened to them… So you shake your head to dismiss the depressing thoughts as you continue to eat despite not really having a deep appetite, per the Doc’s orders. Only nodding along and doing as you're told. But that was hours ago. Currently, you are just sitting outside the warehouse, absolutely bored out of your mind. You had just finished writing down the events from the last four days into your war journal, closing it with a sigh of relief as your mental notes were jotted down. It was a comforting activity. You never know when one entry will be your last.

So you always took great care in writing your memories down. Leaving something behind that explains how you felt during the war and what were your personal thoughts during these events brought some peace of mind to soldiers like yourself. But now, with the book stored away and your hands idle…you were itching to do something. Anything. Deimos and Sanford were out and Hank was on a solo mission…and Doc was inside working on paperwork. Leaving you sitting outside doing nothing. To which, you just got to a point where you couldn’t stand it anymore. Finally, you rise up from the ground and lightly dust yourself off and step out from behind the building. Looking off towards the horizon that had little lights that flickered about in the distance. You were…admittedly curious about the settlement. The city wasn’t too far away. With the building that your clan was holed up in just along the outskirts of this wasteland and the wound on your leg significantly improved with rest and Doc’s medicine, you felt strong enough to go scouting. Maybe you could find something to bring back to the base that was of use to your team? Food? Supplies? Maybe you’ll find some scrap metal or equipment that your companions could use? You just needed to do something to contribute…hopefully Doc wouldn’t mind if you just explored the city nearby just a little bit more? You were big enough to handle yourself…you just needed to keep in mind where you were and which way led the way back to base. So, with a hastily written note, you leave it in the bay area for your companions to find so they knew where you were, as Doc and Deimos were still trying to find a way to merge a Comm to your helmet or your clothes. With a quick check over your pack for your exterior medical plaster, a couple of MRE’s, your canteen, and your journal to make a map in, you felt you were ready to go. You had a few other tools that could’ve been useful, but there seems to be some…interference going on with them. For example, you had a compass. But it was spinning around in constant circles, rendering it useless. You didn’t know why, but any other equipment that demonstrated the same issues or malfunctions were placed into your living space and left behind. You were just scouting, so you’ll be back in a little bit. So, you sling on your pack, grab your gun, supply tote, and your ammo magazine. Then, you begin to head out towards the city in the distance. Your leg is now working much better but it was still not completely healthy. Despite this, you walk straighter and taller towards your goal in the distance. Eager to explore the settlement with a much more relaxed pace. – That’s where you find yourself now, back amidst the crumbling buildings, cracked pavement, and the familiar gray-colored cityscape. It was pretty much the same as before. Except you could see the cracks in the pavement where you walked though with Hank previously. Also…there was a lot more police-esque tape surrounding the area…like…a LOT more. Some places were cut off from being accessed. Your footsteps and the damage you caused must’ve alerted the local police force…or whatever the equivalent was that guarded this city. How curious. Upon closer inspection, the words on the tape seem to say something along the lines of “‘A.A.H.W investigation area’, ‘Do NOT cross’, ‘Auditor has closed this area for inspection’, and ‘Sheriff at work!’” and various color-coded investigation tapes were strewn about. Auditor…that name was familiar. Same with the A.A.H.W. What did Hank say that stood for? ‘Army Against Hank Wimbleton’ or something like that? From what your allies tell you, these were the bad guys in this world… well as far as you know. You merely stared at the tape before losing further interest and stepping over the barrier with ease. As they were meant for grunt heights, not human heights. While you were interested in the scene that was laid out before you, you weren’t entirely ignorant to possible danger. You were a soldier after all. Lots of deadly signs tend to get ignored when your general demands certain maneuvers to be performed. So you continue into the city, an air of caution about you as you explore the buildings and looking for things that your companions could find useful. The further into the city you went, the more familiar it was to you. Along with how much more common the tape that blocked off the area became. You take a moment to draw your location on the makeshift map in your journal before you pause. There was something echoing off the sides of the buildings. Unlike the first round of sounds you heard…this sounded less like gunshots and more like…voices? You look up from your journal and stare at the empty city around you. Taking in the sights of the area and jotting down where you came from before packing it back into your side pocket. Then, you move on ahead. You follow the sounds as quietly as you could. Taking notice of the environment shaking with every step you took. Practically tiptoeing, you ease closer and closer to the source of the sounds. That’s when you came to a very familiar street. The same street that Hank was found on. You pause as you hear a lot more of the sounds much more clearly, hiding behind a corner as the sounds echo from behind the building. With a careful placement of your body to the wall, you lean your helmet-covered eyes around the corner to get a look. Wow. That was a LOT of little guys. There were plenty of large trucks stationed about the area, all bearing some form of acronym on the side. Some read A.A.H.W and some read MERC. The area is currently bustling with activity as multiple grunts could be seen holding guns and other weapons as some in lab coats explored the area. They seem to be interested in those large footprints that you left there days ago. With lots of them measured out and some bearing large orange cones in the centers. Most of the grunts looked the same, but out of them all, you could see some prominent figures that stood out amongst the crowds of little creatures. Namely the one in the center that was PRACTICALLY ON FUCKING FIRE. Their form stood over the other two as it flickered with black and crimson flames. They seemed to be conversing with two other beings, presumably about the damage you did to the streets. One of the creatures was a grunt with a certain…cowboy-esque style to them. Wearing a ranger hat, an outfit fit for someone that would’ve shown up in the ‘Lone Ranger’ show, and even sporting a sheriff-like badge. The second creature also looked like a grunt, but strangely…more human. He sported eyes that were covered with shades, a mouth, long black hair, a beard, a white lab coat, and a halo-like object that hovered over his head. His getup also seemed…kinda familiar…? Hmm. You watch from your place around the corner with interest, straining your ears to listen in on their conversion. Despite the hustle and bustle of the excessive amount of grunts about the area, you could hear the group of strangers conversing loudly with one another. With a bit of effort, you focused on what they were talking about. “Well…we searched this ‘ere place over and over again, chief. I ain’t found nothin’ on this so-called ‘freakishly large giant’ that yer men claimed to have seen. Not a sightin’. Not a body. Not even a fresh track, other than the ones that led outside the city limits and that old blood trail.” The cowboy-looking grunt is heard letting out a gripe. The fire being merely lets out a motion similar to a frustrated grunt before looking over to the other being. “And you?” It hisses. “I’ve found no signs of any greater impurity. I did my routes and found nothing of interest. Just like the sheriff says, it’s like this is the only place that was impacted by this…mystery entity.” The one with the halo explains. Huh. So the other creature was actually a sheriff? Yikes…you already got the law enforcement involved and it has only been 96 hours (you think?). You continue to listen in. The shadowy being merely shakes his head from side to side. “I should’ve just blown those three insolent agents away. This endeavor has become a waste of my time and a waste of resources and effort. Even if whatever made these tracks was still around, we would’ve seen something from it by now.” The fire demon bemoans, one of his disembodied hands pinching the bridge of his non-existent nose. “Even with the blood samples we managed to scrape up, not one data entry in any of our systems matched the blood that was found. Which is impossible. That was the only reason I found interest in searching this area in the first place.” Ah. So they HAVE been looking for you…must’ve been a good thing that you stuck around the temporary base over the last few days. Hopefully they will get tired and leave the area soon…and especially now that you're too close to these strangers for your personal comfort. You decide that this was the best time to part ways and sneak away from the search party. Oh. But only if it was that easy. You see, your clumsy ass just happens to bump into a streetlight while turning around to leave. Sending the large lamppost clattering to the ground with such a sudden wave of noise that you visibly grit your teeth tightly together and metaphorically kick yourself violently. You could hear the movements of all the smaller creatures grind to a halt from behind your hiding place. So silent that you could practically feel all of their (primarily) non-existent eyes staring at the broken lamppost that now laid in the street behind you. You stay still for as long as you could, until the murmurs of the grunts kicked up again. Small and quiet, but you could also hear the three unique creatures talking about investigating it. You took a moment to bite your lip and listen to an argument break out between them. You couldn’t see who was talking, but you had a hunch at who was talking to who. “Whaddya mean ya want ME to go check it out!? What if it’s that thing?!” “I doubt it’s the beast. The concrete around here is damaged and unkempt, this is the ABANDONED sector after all, it probably just fell over. So go check it out.” “Are ya trying to get me killed, Auditor?!” “Just GO!!” “Err…yes, boss.” Oh fuck. Did the Sheriff say Auditor?! That fire demon was the Auditor??!

That logically means that all of those grunts in his presence are his allies. Which means that they are all enemies of the faction you took the side of. Suddenly, you felt as if you had walked deep within enemy territory. You’re brought back to the now as you hear tiny footsteps slowly approaching the street corner you were hiding behind. Oh fuck you running. One of them was coming over. Slowly but surely, one was coming over. You merely freeze in place and try to sink yourself as close to the wall of the building as possible. Just vainly hoping that you don’t get caught out like this. So much for just a scouting mission. Why didn’t you just stay at the warehouse like a good guardian? Why did you decide to come out this early? Why were you so poor at making decisions?? You pressed yourself against the wall with baited breath. Hoping that this little dude would just…simply NOT see you. A few steps closer and closer and closer…then the footsteps suddenly fall silent. You take a moment to move your head slightly towards the direction of the street, then you look down towards the corner of the building from under the rim of your protective helmet… And find that ‘Sheriff’ creature looking up at you, shaking like a leaf. In other words, he sees you and he looks like he’s about to shit his pants.

Worst of all, he sees you. He knows you're there. Then, everything almost seems to slow down as you see him suddenly try to sprint away from the corner. On pure soldier instinct, you reach down and snatch him up with both your hands in an attempt to prevent him from alerting his allies of your presence. Wrapping them around the Sheriff's little body and keeping a firm grip on his torso as you pull him back around the corner and firmly press his back against your chest. Oh fuck–why did you do that??! This is looks so fucking bad–oh shit, now he’s screaming–!! “OH MY FUCKING GOD, JEBUS! JEBUS! THE FUCKING BEAST HAS GOT ME HOGTIED!” The ‘Sheriff’ is heard screaming out, as the units on the other side of the wall suddenly begin to scramble. “It’s got Sheriff!!” You heard the one bearing the halo yell out from behind the corner. You don’t need to wait a second longer. You book it the FUCK out of there. Still carrying your screaming charge–I mean…hostage, as you run away from the group. You continue to sprint. Jumping leaps and bounding over fences and obstacles, even despite the pain radiating from your wounded leg from the strain, with your charge still screaming bloody murder in your grasp. You could feel your heart thundering loudly in your chest as you tried to create as much distance from the rival group as possible. Unwanted hostage in tow. You just need to find a safe place to drop it off and disappear back into the city. They get him unharmed and you get away. Easy, right? Wishful thinking. You let out a loud grunt of pain as something bright slashes into your arm through your clothes. It begins to bleed as you blink in surprise. What the fuck was that?? You saw nothing pass in front of you that you could’ve cut yourself on...then suddenly, you see another slash miss you just by a few inches as you bound over another fence. Only then did you realize that those slashes were coming from behind you. Looking over your shoulder, you were about to let out a couple of terrified screams yourself as the dude with the halo was FLYING AFTER YOU. No wings, no nothing. He was just straight up defying gravity. Just hovering after you menacingly. You were more than 3 times his size, but that blade he was wielding was fucking sharp! Plus, he looked pissed and you really didn’t want to tangle with this guy. “Unhand Sheriff or feel my holy wrath!!” He warns loudly, his eyes glinting with red lights of ill intent, his mouth twisted in a snarl. Something about his gaze just straight up let you know that he was NOT messing around. You didn’t want to piss any of these guys off! You just wanted to watch what they were doing! Now you had a screaming hostage in your hands and a hostile flying grunt in hot pursuit. You jump another fence and finally a guardrail as you come to a much open area of the city…one you didn’t exactly recognize. Great. You’re being chased AND you're lost. You continue to run away from the flying menace down a large empty 5 lane highway before skidding to a halt and abruptly turning around. Stopping in your tracks as the Halo Bearer catches up to you effortlessly. You take a moment to catch your breath, breathing heavily and loudly from the exertion. There was no use in running, he would just keep catching up to you. Now simply hovering in place as you both stare one another down. You with your shadowed widened eyes and his black shades glinting with the promise of malice. “Put. Him. Down.” The halo-wearer bears his teeth, his sword shining with a sharp glint as you look at him for a solid moment. What could you possibly do at this moment in time? You couldn’t outrun him, with the Sheriff screaming so loudly you couldn’t hide, and eventually he would lose patience and gut you where you stood. There was literally only one thing you really could do. You complied. Much to his unspoken surprise. The trembling sheriff is lowered to the ground and promptly released from your hold, allowing the wannabe cowboy to scuttle behind the bearded grunt for protection. You hold your hands up, keeping them in sight as the Sheriff watches you from behind the much more aggressive being, who watches you equally as wary. You merely stand in place with your hands in the air. Showing surrender. Some tense few minutes pass by. Then much to your surprise, the halo-wearer speaks to you. “I am…surprised…that you willingly complied with my demand.” The bearded being speaks, his eyes squinting at you from behind his shades. “That’s not usually how things go.” He admits. “I’m not seeking a fight.” You explain, to which both beings almost seem to jump out of their skins at your reply. “Sorry for my rash actions, I merely didn’t want to get found out is all. Grabbing your friend was not intended to be taken as a kidnapping…I just…panicked.” Both seemed…flabbergasted. Sharing a look towards one another before focusing back on the large creature that towered over them both with ease. “You’re intelligent?” Halo-man asks you, to which you nod. “Yes. I am.” You say in a civil manner, still standing with your hands raised. The two share another glance before they quietly whisper among themselves. Your large ears pick up on what they're saying, however. So you merely just stand there and listen in. ‘Mags aren’t suppos’ ta speak in full sentences like that…right, Jeb?’ ‘Certainly. Magnification has side effects, one being verbal limitation and mental instability. But this…’mag’...is perfectly sanely sound and has a rather deep vocabulary and verbal linguistics unlike others I have ever seen. Even its appearance has changed…’ ‘I…suppos’ we outta ask it some things about that?’ ‘I would enjoy inquiring about its resistance to the corruption of magnification and its creation…but I haven’t seen a mag of this size anywhere else in Nevada…perhaps it’s new?’ ‘If that’s the case, then we shoulda’ got boss ta come with us…’ ‘That’s true. I kinda…left him behind to pursue this mag and you. He’ll find his way over shortly. I’m sure of it.’ The two flick you a glance and you just continue to stand there and pretend you didn’t hear a thing. The bearded one, you think you remember him being called ‘Jeb’ by the Sheriff, clears his throat and finally puts his sword away. To which you lower your hands to your sides in response. He eyes you with a more curious stare than a threatening one now, his mind seemingly boggling with questions behind those glasses of his. “If you don’t mind…may we ask some questions? I’m curious about you.” Jeb inquires, to which you willingly nod in response. “First and foremost. What are you??” Jeb tilts his head, his eyes still carrying that curious glint. “I’m a human. Just a human.” You reply. Both seem confused, as if that was the first time they ever heard the word ‘human’ before. “A hoo-what now? A human? Never heard of ‘em.” You couldn’t help but let out a chuckle at the striking similarities to your first meeting with Hank, much to the Sheriff's befuddlement. “Neither have I…” Jeb states, a finger is placed upon his chin as he thinks. “So you’re not a mag?” You shake your head. “No. I’m not a ‘mag’, whatever that is.” “It’s short for ‘magnification’. Only beings that undergo the procedure can reach your size…or close to your size. You’re probably the biggest creature I have ever seen…and for it to be naturally occurring?? It’s unheard of.” Jeb briefly explains. “Well…we’re kind of a rarity around here, I guess. I get lots of similar reactions to yours. Awe, fear, screams of terror, surprise, curiosity…lots of grunts don’t know what a human is. So I don’t really take offense.” You say casually. “Well then, if it’s not magnification, care to explain ta us how ya got that big?? Yer big enough to wrap one hand around mah midsection!” Sheriff asks, finally feeling bold enough to come out from behind Jeb. You shrug in response. “I was just born this way. I’m not sure why everything is so small, but as far as I’m concerned, I’ve always been this big.” You lamely reply. The two of them share another glance before looking back at you. “Well…care to let us know how you were born, then? Were you created in a lab? Were you an experimental clone?” Jeb questions, his curiosity about you only deepening. Again, you could only shrug. “The typical way, I guess? You know…male meets female and they have young together…” Both of the grunts in front of you give you a look of uncertainty. “Uh…the ancient dance? Rolling in the hay? Snu Snu?” More confused looks. “Just…was born from another human, to put it simply.” It didn’t help their confusion, but they seem to at least have some understanding of what you meant. “Well…not a typical answer that I’m familiar with. Then, how were you raised here in Nevada?” Jeb presses on. “Oh. I’m not from here.” Even more stumped looks were gained from the pair in front of you. “What??” The Sheriff says dumbly as you sigh in response. “Just…look, it’s been a long week. In brief, I was a soldier. While I was fighting in a war for my country, in another dimension I guess, I got ambushed by some enemies and took a tumble down a hill. The next thing that I know…I wake up here. In ‘Nevada’. Lost, confused, and alone.” You hurriedly explain, to which the two seem to at least gain an idea of what you mean. “Well, that explains that fancy getup ya got there.” Sheriff whistles, pointing at your helmet, jacket, and even the gilded gun that was slung over your back. You merely nod in approval of his compliment. Then suddenly, just as Jeb was beginning to ask another question, a dark mass formed on the ground in front of them both. Making Sheriff shriek slightly and Jeb’s eyes widen for a moment before they go slack again. You merely watch in a state of silent awe as a familiar shadowy form emerges from the ground before taking shape into the being that was known as the Auditor. His back was facing towards you as his crimson gaze was focused towards the two grunts. The two grunts stare at him as he finally solidifies with his flames erupting from his form as he glances between the two with a slight turn of his head. “You two.” He breaks the silence, gathering their undivided attention. “What happened? Where did the ‘beast’ go?” The Auditor, oblivious to the large presence behind him, merely looks at the both of them. His gaze was questioning and steely, especially on the Sheriff. Who was last seen abducted by a large hand from the last time he saw him. Both the Sheriff and Jeb merely pointed their disembodied hands towards you and the Auditor took a moment to process the gesture before turning around. His bright red eyes widened consistently as you stood over him. Your eyes peering down at him from under the rim of your helmet, giving an intimidating aura to your presence.

His eyes narrow in response as you both stare at one another for what felt like forever. “I take it that you're this ‘Auditor’ I keep hearing about.” You comment, shattering the silence that quickly settled between you both like fragile glass. The being in question seems surprised that you could speak. Just like Jeb and Sheriff. Then, the Auditor nods after a brief pause. “And you must be the ‘beast’ those 3 idiots in my ranks keep talking about nonstop.” He states, looking at your form with a rather critical eye. “I assure you, I’m not a beast. I’m quite civil.” You jest lightly, gesturing to the Sheriff. “A prime example being your ally safely standing next to you and not screaming his lungs out till he dies.” “Hey! I was not screamin!” Everyone, including the Auditor, turns to look at the Sheriff with a disapproving look. The Sheriff flinches under your collective gazes. “Okay. Maybe I screamed a lil bit…” The Auditor merely looks back at the towering being that stood over him with a curious gaze, ignoring the two grunts standing behind him. His flames licking about back and forth as he eyes up your form. You merely stand there and look at him as well. “I must say…your form is quite impressive.” The Auditor compliments. “Your size, ability to communicate, and sane behavior all packaged into one creature…just what are you?” He asks. “A human. A normal human. Not a giant one or a small one…just…an average one.” You explain, to which the Auditor's eyes squint in suspicion before it vanishes just as quickly as it came. “I see.” He says flatly. Then, you see the grunt with the halo step up. “Sir, if I may catch you up to speed on our previous conversations for the sake of time...” Jeb says from behind, to which the Auditor turns to him. They both have a brief conversation under their breaths, which you listened to but only realized that Jeb was relaying what you already told them to their…superior, you surmised. So you patiently wait as he briefs his boss on what you were just talking about. One he’s finished, Jeb takes a step back as the Auditor processes the information. “An otherworldly soldier with natural magnification…how interesting.” The Auditor speaks, his gaze refocused on your form as you stand there idly. Then in a manner similar to Jeb, the shadowy being begins to hover without the use of wings or any technology. Easily coming up to your height and beginning a small hovering circle around yourself as he observes you. You also observe him in return. Your eyes and head tilting to watch him study you as he loops around your stationary form. Watching his flames trail behind his form as he completes a full circle. “I admit.” He says suddenly. “I’m very intrigued.” He hums as he notices something on your outfit that catches his attention. He hovers close to the infantry patch that was stitched into your military-grade jacket, looking at it with a curious gaze. You watch him from the corner of your eyes as he studies the symbol for a moment. “You seem to be adorned with another factions' symbol…but hearing about how you ‘fell’ into Nevada, logically speaking, those factions are now non-existent.” The Auditor continues. You internally dread what is coming. “Are you part of any current factions?” The Auditor asks, his smaller form hovering in front of yourself. You think for a moment about saying ‘yes’, but the more you ponder it, the more it seems like a bad idea. You were already accepted into SQ…and SQ HATES the Auditor. That would make you an enemy in their eyes…and you really didn’t want to piss off the shadow demon guy either. It was in your best interest to avoid the conflict. At least for now. “Not yet…I only came to Nevada a few days ago. I still don’t have an idea of what’s going on around here. All I know is that there’s lots of conflict going on…and I would prefer to learn more while I’m neutral before I pick a side.” You say in a partial truth. The Auditor hums in thought. “Admittedly, Nevada is in this state because of one bothersome grunt. Hank J Wimbleton.” That statement alone made your eyes widen. Hank…did all of this?? The Auditor continues. “He and his followers killed the sun, started up the madness, and plunged Nevada into ruin. I seek to bring unity to Nevada once more, but he always interferes.” The Auditor hisses. “He has also harmed many innocent lives and killed numerous grunts in various violent ways. From ripping their heads off, to cutting them in half, various forms of gun violence, and crushing civilians under various objects and vehicles. He kills indiscriminately. There is no greater sinner than Hank.” Jeb speaks up from below, his presence nearly forgotten. “He killed off nearly everythin’ in our little town too! Then he came afta me to kill me too!” The Sheriff speaks up as well, hands on his hips. Well…now you were conflicted. Hank was apparently incredibly violent, destroyed his own world, and was a wanted criminal that murders in masse and kills others seemingly randomly. The carnage from your first day here in Nevada came to mind… Hank did all that? And you were in the same faction as him…. Man, what did you get yourself into? But he helped you…didn’t he? He didn’t have to save your life…but he did. However, what is one life saved compared to thousands slaughtered? You were far from innocent yourself, I mean…you were a soldier. It was your job to kill off people on the opposite side of the battlefield. Regardless of backgrounds, appearances, or if they had families waiting for them to come back home… Hank and you weren’t too different. You didn’t kill civilians…but you captured their settlements in war. You didn’t murder numerous people…but the bodies of the soldiers you killed would argue that. You didn’t start up something that drove people mad…but war always comes with a price. You could only swallow that bitter pill. You mentally shake off the lingering internal conflict. You need to focus on the task at hand right now. Now…you had conflicting information. The members of SQ said that the Auditor was more of a dictatorship than a ‘unity’. That he merely wants control and suppression, which is why most members of SQ deserted his cause. But now the Audtior says that Hank is a mass murderer and responsible for all that is wrong with Nevada. With your first encounter with Hank withstanding all doubts. Both parties have at least a few people backing up their claims…and your morals are currently being conflicted. Who was telling the truth? “That’s horrible.” You say automatically with no amount of genuine shock in your voice. “Indeed, it is. Which is why I started the Agency Against Hank Wimbleton. The A.A.H.W for short. Hank needs to be stopped. If you think his actions are horrible…why not join us in our efforts to stop him?” Ah. There it is. The recruitment offer. Just as Hank saw fit to include you into their ranks…the Auditor seems interested in doing the same. You’re starting to feel more like an asset as time goes on. I mean…if your general met up with a neutral powerful giant that could be persuaded to fight for your side and country, they would probably do the same thing. Can you blame them? “I…I’m unsure. I’ve never met this ‘Hank’ person. Even now, I still don’t know what is going on around here. I’m sorry, I’m just too confused to pick a side right now. So…I’ll think about your offer. I just need some time to acclimate to Nevada first.” A perfectly neutral response. The Auditor seems disappointed, but is satisfied with the fact that he wasn’t outright rejected. Before anything else occurred, you really needed to break away from these three and flee back to the outskirts before the others came looking for you and exposed you in your lie. “Unfortunately, I have to get moving. I’ve got other business to attend to. It was nice meeting you all, though.” You speak up, sticking your hands in your pockets as the Auditor hovers away and goes back to his two allies waiting on the ground. “Likewise.” Jeb agrees. “Ya could’ve done a better job on yer first impression.” Sheriff snarks, crossing his arms as he stares you down. “Y..Yeah. Sorry about that whole…snatching you up and running halfway across the district. Hope there aren’t any lingering hard feelings about the way I man-handled you.” The Sheriff merely huffs as you give him a sheepish grin before focusing your attention on the Auditor. “I’ll think about your offer. For now, I must leave. You’ll find me again…I’m sure of it.” You say. The Auditor merely nods in response as you turn to leave. You wave to them in farewell as you jump off the large overpass that the abandoned 5-lane highway was stationed on, landing on the street and giving it a spiderweb worth of cracks before beginning a jog towards an unset destination. Leaving the three of them to watch your retreating form disappear up on the overpass. They watch on until you vanish from sight around some buildings and the vibrations from your footfalls fade away. The three stand in silence for a moment. “It’s rare to find a creature with manners still in Nevada. Let alone one that isn’t constantly keen on violence or fighting. I only wished they stayed longer, I had so many questions to ask them.” Jeb pipes up, his gaze traveling over to the Auditor. “What do you think?” “I think they would make a wonderful asset to my agency.” The Auditor says in a haughty manner. “To say that I’m disappointed that they didn’t join immediately in an understatement.” “Well…the critter did say that we would meet again…so maybe next time, boss.” Sheriff inserts, tapping his foot in a nervous manner. “Obviously.” The Auditor rolls his non-existent eyes as he hums. “Seeing such a perfect soldier out in the wilds of Nevada…one capable of intelligence and killing…I need to have it.” The Auditor growls. “B-But what if it doesn’t side with us willingly??” Sheriff calls out, flinching at the glare the Auditor gives him. “Who needs something to join willingly? I would rather be slaughtered by that stupid clown than let another agency or faction lay claim to that soldier. Imagine this. If we acquire it, we get a new asset. A unique one. Now, imagine if we could clone it. I would have the strongest army in all of Nevada! An army strong enough to finally terminate that damn Hank!!” The Auditor's eyes creased up in a fashion that demonstrates that he was smiling, despite having no mouth. The pseudo-grin makes his two companions grow nervous as he continues. “I’m merely giving them the illusion of having a choice. They’ll become part of my agency, willingly or not.” Then, he turns away from the two standing next to him, looking at the area the human disappeared at. The three stand in silence. “Hey. Did any of ya happ’n to get the critters’ name?” – You let out a sigh of relief as the familiar building that housed your SQ companions came back into sight. After wandering lost amongst the abandoned section of Nevada City, it felt like hours until you finally found your way back to the familiar outskirts of the cityscape. Thankfully, your endeavors weren’t completely in vain. You found more information about the world you were stuck in, who the Auditor was and what they looked like, and who was allied with the Auditor. Not only that, you even managed to luck out and found some supplies in some buildings you happened to pass by while you wandered around lost. Some medical equipment from an abandoned hospital, a couple of packs of ammunition found in an abandoned storage unit, and some still fresh canned food found in an abandoned bakery. Which were far too small for you to get any nourishment out of, but perfect enough for your group members to eat. All of it was stuffed securely into your pack as you jog back to the base. Making sure you were alone and not followed by any threats along the way. On the way back, your mind was still reeling from your encounter with the rival group members, especially what they said about Hank. You were still struggling with who to believe in…but internally, you wanted to side with Hank. You don’t really know why. But…he was kinda like a mini-you, in a way. Similar, but different. Even if he was a mass murder, he still helped you. Hopefully he didn’t just see you as an asset to further his destruction. In no time at all, you made your way back to the base and opened the bay doors around the back effortlessly. Then your eyes widened when you saw the 4 of your allies there…piled up on one another and partially bloodied and bruised. All of them seemingly frozen in a comical freeze-frame. You arch your brow in confusion at the scene before you. Hank had Sanford in a stranglehold, Sanford had his arms tightly wrapped around Deimos’s midsection, Deimos was laying on top of Doc and biting his coat, and Doc was on the bottom looking rather winded from the weights that were on top of him. You blink as they all stare back at you owlishly, as if they were all caught doing something they shouldn’t be…which would be apparently fighting one another. “Uh…what are all of you doing?” You inquire, bending down to slip into the warehouse bay area. Deimos hurriedly spits out Doc’s coat as he smiles at you with his sharp teeth. “You’re back!” He says excitedly, wiggling in place. Then, the rest of them begin to scramble about to get off of one another. Some pushing, others shoving, but eventually they were all back on their own feet. “Yes. I left a note to let you know that I went out scouting–” “YOU were supposed to stay here and rest like I told you!” Doc cuts you off, brushing his outfit off while snapping at you and crossing his arms in visible disapproval. “You had no comm on you! What if you ran into trouble out in the field and needed our aid?! You were supposed to wait until me and Deimos set you up with a communication device before heading out into Nevada!” Doc continues to discipline you. You could only silently sit down on your rump and take the scolding from your superior. Which probably looked hilarious from an outside perspective. Seeing such a tiny creature scolding such a large one. “Yeah! We were worried sick! We were just about to go out looking for you!” Deimos chimes in. Then, Sanford clears his throat. “Actually, you got into a fight with Doc about letting them out of his sight before it escalated into you jumping him and me trying to get you off of him which wound up getting us all into a fight…and why did you start strangling me, Hank?? I was trying to help Doc!” “I didn’t need a reason.” Hank states, to which he gets a glare of disapproval from Sanford. You could only let out a sigh. “Sorry guys. I just…got a little bit bored and wanted to contribute to you all in some way or another. So I went out looking for supplies in the nearby settlement. I didn’t mean to make you worry. I just wanted to help.” You explain to your smaller charges. Doc could only shake his head from side to side. “Did you at least find anything?” Doc sighs out in defeat. You eagerly nod. “I did!” You smile as you sling your pack off of your back and begin to sort through what you found. The medical supplies, ammunition, and canned goods were laid out in front of you as you grin in a sense of pride. “Just some general stuff, but it’s beneficial!” Doc seemed surprised, but nodded in agreement. “Anything helps.” He states before giving you a stern stare from behind his goggles. “But don’t leave again until you have a comm applied to your person. Understand?” Doc warns. You nodded in agreement. Soon, you all settle down and begin to unwind after a long day of missions and stress. The others eventually began to perform their ‘end of the day’ routines while you slipped back outside for your second MRE dinner of the night. This time, it was beef stroganoff. You eat the pack and just like before, Deimos happily eats with you while Hank sits in close proximity. You all share stories of your past missions to pass the time and soon enough, it was what the Nevadeans deem as ‘nighttime’. The group, with the stubborn refusal of Doc, begin to head off to bed. Leaving you alone in the bay area to finish writing a new entry into your war journal. However, once you were writing it, you felt a familiar sting on your arm, reminding you that you had received a cut from Jeb on that same day. It was generally unnoticed by the rest of the group because it was just right under your clothes, primarily out of sight of the others. But it only served to remind you that your encounter with the rival faction DID occur. You feel a certain twinge stir in your gut as you think about what the future might hold now that the Auditor and his allies knew you existed. You could only hope for the best as you finish writing your entry and store your book before turning over and getting cozy on your supply pack. Your mind is still buzzing, even while you fell asleep to add another day to your time spent here in Nevada. You only completely relaxed when your mind finally gave into the clutches of sleep.

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So we just left Santa Fe and I finally got a chance to see the House of Eternal Return by Meow Wolf and uhhhh I’m OBSESSED.

From the website: “Guests spend an average of 90 minutes inside the exhibit but we recommend you plan for at least 2 hours. There's a lot to see!”

and when we got there, the person who checked us in was like “Well, if you just want to see the art, maybe 2 hours? But if you want to experience all the story, maybe as long as 4.”

Y’all underestimated me because I was at Meow Wolf for eight fucking hours. I guess we know now what would happen if Sleep No More didn’t throw us out after three lmao. I left because they closed. And then it took me another day and a half to go through all the digital content.

Anyway, some thoughts under the cut. Split it into mildly spoilery and VERY spoilery.

[mild spoilers section]

Well like number one if someone told me that this whole catastrophe was set in motion by a cult leader (with real powers) falling in love with his own acolyte, who then betrayed him because he couldn’t stand to see him destroying himself and perhaps the fabric of the universe itself

I think I would have found a way to Santa Fe much sooner lmao.

My dad went a few years ago with some people who wanted to rush through, and he told me he didn’t even notice any story. But oh my god, there was so much story. From the moment I opened their mailbox and found the bereavement cards, I knew I was in for a wild ride. God, there were HUNDREDS of pages to read, hours of film footage to watch, like seventy rooms to explore. Codes to crack in Nicolae’s office! Secret passages to Morgan’s garden hideaway and Lucius’s Portals Bermuda! Better look in everyone’s closet because odds are high that there’s a portal to the multiverse in there!

Just how many hamsters are there?? I think I found like 6-7, but I wasn’t looking that hard. Nimsesku is always watching. :’)

Also, it was very funny to us to arrive and start looking through all the documents because apparently most of the story takes place in Mendocino, which is........ the exact area we just left. Drove ALL THIS WAY just to spend an hour poring over a newspaper with an ad for the GoodLife Bakery. (Along with one for The Power of Positive Mechanics.) Some things don’t change, I guess. That newspaper even name-dropped the very, very tiny town that my parents live in! It’s got like 200 people in it! So clearly whoever wrote those portions of the show knew the area well lmao. Those are all real places and businesses! I mean, honestly, they probably mentioned almost ALL the businesses in Mendocino. The place is tiny.

The confusion we felt when we walked in and were like wait wtf is that Point Cabrillo?? lmao.

I feel like I spent most of my time in the house just because there is so much reading material in there, but I also really loved the multiverse. I loved how you just didn’t know what you were going to find in there. I know hundreds of artists collaborated to create it, but it was still so cool to see such a mishmash of artistic styles coming together to create a really gorgeous, fractured vibe. One day I want to go back with the knowledge I have of all the characters so I can try to pin down which character each room is evoking. Some are obvious, like the arcade (and yes, I did play Cuphead there for a while and get my fortune told by Alva) but others are like ??? whose memories and desires created this pocket dimension?? Hard to say.

[MAJOR spoilers]

Well, to start with, putting the Lucius/Christian story (yeah, the names aren’t subtle) at the beginning of the house was a good call for two major reasons. Number one, if you put a gay romance in front of me, I’m staying. lmao. Number two, it was really interesting the way that they showed Lucius’s descent into ego-driven madness and how Christian felt that he had to stop him before it was too late. Because like -- yes, it’s true. Lucius was definitely going too far and had a wanton disregard for human life and the tenability of his creations. But I love the way you come to slowly realize that Christian, by helping The Charter, might have thrown his lot in with something even more sinister.

Like there were obvious parallels to like. Lucifer/Christians, knowledge/ignorance, chaos/order, free will/a lack thereof, and I like how the Charter wasn’t wrong about the Seligs, necessarily. They did have the ability to create a rift in the multiverse -- and did. But by the end, you questioned if that was even a bad thing. Like, is returning to that chaotic jumble of consciousnesses and creativity that is the Anomaly such a bad thing? The Charter is trying to stamp out magic and science and creativity and individualism. And maybe if they’d left the Seligs alone and hadn’t gatecrashed Lucius’s cult, the eventual rift wouldn’t have even happened. It became a self-fulfilling prophecy, really. They cut away Lucius’s powers, which made him return to Mendocino and prey on Lex, which resulted in their experiments on Nimsesku, which resulted in Lex fading away into the multiverse, which resulted in the family trying to get him back -- which created the rift. And it was so creepy reading Piper’s journal entries about the black crow spying on them, especially knowing that robot Nimsesku was too.

Speaking of Nimsesku, got STRONG Chrestomanci vibes from his plotline.

I love this implication that every time their Nimsesku dies, he’s replaced with a version from an alternate universe. That they didn’t actually create an immortal hamster. They created one that occupied a very liminal space between worlds and every time he died, he could swap to a different version of himself that looked and behaved slightly differently. He’s a tiny Chrestomanci hamster with the nine lives he stole from the alternate worlds and I love that. (Until the last Nimsesku, that is.)

Considering that the parallel talent that Lucius got from the same experiment is that he could astral project in a way that physically affects alternate universes, I was just sitting there like “ah... the plot of The Lives of Christopher Chant”... Love that shit, love Chrestomanci stuff.

Some of Emerson’s videos seem to back this up, tbh, and he, too, seems to think that he might have stolen some kid’s hamster when Nimsesku “died”. Chrestomanci rules seem to apply to Lucius here, too, in that when his universes collapsed in on themselves to become more of a singularity, he may have gotten all the power that all the Luciuses would have gotten.

Add to that Piper’s remarks that in every universe, Jean died at the same time and in every universe Lex went missing... It feels like the troublesome magic comes out most when there is a place where all the universes intersect, like Nimsesku or Jean or Lucius. Like that’s where the power sits. Love that idea.

And what was all that from the Charter notes about Jean having a constantly fluctuating sonic energy pattern...? Is she, like Lucius and Nimsescu, comprised of several different universes? Or, like some people at The Charter wondered, is she an ex-Charter member? Maybe both? God, I’m so curious about Jean! She seemed to be the member of the family that The Charter was most afraid of, but I was pretty freaked out by Lex tbh.

Between his unethical experiments on his own pet hamster (which seem to have amounted to torture), his deeply unnerving way of speaking to Morgan (as captured by robo-Nimsesku), and the fact that in one of Lucius’s videos, it kind of seems like the experimentation might have been Lex’s idea, not Lucius’s... idk, the kid worries me. Like...

“Life is made – no book says otherwise – whether it’s clay pummeled into shape by a gods’ hands or through evolution or, better yet, like this – by me, through my experiments – and, (laughs) what could I fail in? – Nothing.“

and

Lex: … Nimsesku, he’s who we’re like. we won’t end up like a dumb dead deer. That’s for dumb animals that can’t look out for themselves.

Morgan: Why do you think that. I don’t think that. We die.

L: Things die. Not us, we’re smarter than that, I think.

M: You’re dumb, and not like an animal. They’re smart, that dumb dead deer isn’t dumb, it’s smarter than you who thinks he’ll live forever. Idiot.

L: STFU. Baby. Get smart. We are else. We are different. We’re Nimsesku to the max.

M: u stfu. You’re dumb and silly and dangerous. STFU u!

L: Listen, we can beat it. Death. And we will. We are no deer.

had me like bro you are TEN YEARS OLD. Lex freaks me out! No wonder The Charter has his threat level at HIGH. And Lucius talking about how actually Lex was the one who came to him and asked how to astral project and Lex was the one who begged for one of his crystals and Lex was the one who promised to help Lucius get his powers back had me like... Okay, but which sociopath was using whom here? Even Agent 86 was like “damn, if these parents weren’t so self-involved, they’d be horrified to see what their son is up to.”

Also all the music of the spheres stuff that Emerson and Nicolae were into. I was sitting there like “ah, my misspent years in college are finally coming in handy...” I had so much fun playing Nicolae’s laser harp... I felt a little bad about it, though, when I realized later that it had destroyed his marriage.

I’m actually wondering now if Christian had some of the Anomaly in him as well, even though he ended up betraying Lucius to The Charter... All the other twins chose love interests who were of the Anomaly, and Christian did seem to have some kind of power that he attributed to Lucius’s teachings. (See: the quantum arm wrestling competition, his ability to knock over Lucius’s sand castle with his mind, etc.)

I was sad for them, tbh. I know they were doomed because Lucius went off the deep end and Christian had his powers cut out of him to “save” him, but... they were really sweet to each other for a long time. Christian bashfully confessing to Lucius was really cute, and reading their notes to each other was like... ah... they really did love each other...

Well... maybe one day they’ll meet again in the Anomaly. Lucius certainly seemed humbled there by the end, though some of that might be the madness that having his power taken away seemed to induce. (Just like Piper seemed to become intensely mentally ill after her own powers went away, sleeping in the bath for hours, etc.)

Ouch.

(Also, very funny and kind of touching that he made Christian’s birthday an official holiday in his weird religion. Also also, Lucius’s handwriting is virtually identical to mine, which made reading his notes uncomfortable. lmao)

I will say, though, as emotionally invested as I got in the Pastore/Selig family’s story, I was surprised how genuinely funny a lot of the exhibit was, too. Lucius’s burgeoning cult, Agent 86′s sheer assholery in their notes, the blatant mockery of Mendocino’s pompous art scene, some of the insane shit in the Mendo newspaper, the quirky little decisions made in the construction of the multiverse... It was all just so well-designed and amusing, even when the story itself was very dark. I had such a good time overall.

And as for the last member of the family... I think Morgan survived. I know that she ran away and hid under the stairs in her garden when the others did the seance thing, and I hear that she has a brief cameo in Omega Mart. Poor Morgan. She’s such a little Cassandra. She sees so much and understands so much but no one ever listens to her. They didn’t listen to her about Jean, they didn’t listen to her about Lucius, they didn’t listen to her about Lex, they didn’t listen to her about Nimsesku, they didn’t listen to her about the multiverse. And she knew.

I think it’s also interesting to put her against Lucius. Like Lucius, she was artificially given a power by a family member’s experimentation, but unlike Lucius, she managed to retain her original ability (extreme empathy) while immediately bonding with her new ability (plant magic) and managing to combine the two of them into something wholly unique. (Plant-talking, possibly to her dead grandmother.) Lucius’s childhood was... honestly pretty awful, and I wonder if he would’ve turned out half so fucked up if his parents hadn’t lied to him about his “medical condition” and kept him locked inside a house for like a decade. I wonder if having someone like Morgan around as a child would have helped him come to terms with his gift, or if he would’ve just abused her like her own twin does...

Seeing the way that both sets of twins loved each other desperately only to be torn apart by insecurities and resentment (and because it seems like the male twins have a streak of sociopathy tbh) makes me wonder a lot about Emerson’s twin sister... You see brief mentions of her, but I wonder why she’s not a part of any of their lives... I wonder if she had powers, too... I wonder if they also fought over Emerson’s scientific pursuits... I want to know about the sixth twin...

God. I actually have SO many more thoughts and questions, but I don’t have a lot of time and this is VERY long already. So I’ll just keep them to myself until we go to Omega Mart next week.

I will post some photos soon, too! But I got a date with a (monument) valley so I gotta run!

#I can't believe there's no fic for House of Eternal Return #I want to write it kind of...#but there's not much audience for it lmao #house of eternal return #meow wolf

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mimiatmidnight · 3 years

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What’s your top 5 Harry and Meghan moments

EXCELLENT question.

Please note that I am notoriously terrible about picking my favorite ANYTHING (books, fashion, movies, colors, this will be a problem no matter WHAT you ask me) so I tried not to think too hard about these choices, but they could definitely change around in the future! Oh and also, I was VERY loose about interpreting the word “five” lmao. Anyways, please enjoy below the cut because I have no self control.

BEHOLD, MY MAGNUM OPUS:

5. I’m on a boat, motherfucker

His hand on her thigh is so unexpected and brazen and I just love how they look so casual, like “yeah this is how we just sit together at home, actually.” And anyways boats are just inherently romantic. If we are on a boat together and we both look out at the sea at the same time and our hands kind of rest near each other on the rails as we listen to the waves together, you are legally obligated to kiss me idc I don’t make the rules.

Bonus boat content: I’m sorry I couldn’t find a gif for this but Harry PULLING AN ENTIRE BOAT WITH ONE HAND so his little wife didn’t have to step too far to get back on the pier. HELLO?????

4. The couple that stunts together, stays together

I’m sorry if this is shallow but they are honestly just two very beautiful looking people and they can’t help it if the camera literally worships at their feet.

The colors in this one are gorgeous and she looks like a freaking goddess, but what takes the cake is when you look at it from this other angle and he looks like he’s so in love with her it’s actually about to make him cry.

Ayo, how the FUCK are they this hot? (This doorway photo is probably my second favorite photo of them of all time. Keep reading for #1)

MOUNTBATTEN. MUSIC. FESTICAL. JAW. ON. THE FLOOR.

This was also the night we got the sob-worthy hand squeezing as the Captain General of the Royal Marines and his matching Mrs. stood together to bask in the Royal Albert Hall’s standing ovation for the last time (a profound, earth-stilling moment that I could not find a gif of). The way they support and lean on each other . . . [Britney Spears “yeah 😭😭😭” gif]

And I mean, how could I not include this, the single most iconic photo of all time. I said it at the time and I’ll say it again, you CANNOT buy this kind of magnetism. This charisma. This star power. You are BORN with it. The weight of the metaphor of this photo ALONE is enough to write history books about, but the fact that they look so stunning and in love while doing it? I could not have engineered this moment better. No one could. That’s the point.

3. “You can’t tell Prince Harry nothing these days”

This man is so happy he literally bounces. He earned a win in his match, a kiss from his wife, and on his way home to go make a baby. Smh. May we all one day be as sheerly and deliriously happy as this dork.

Speaking of which, what 1950′s classic Hollywood romantic movie is this???

Bonus Bouncing Harry content: landing in Canada to reunite with his wife and baby and literally skipping off the plane. Like ok H how about leaving some ecstatic joy for the rest of us?

2. Harry, Holder of Hands

There are SO many cute moments of the various ways Harry can concoct to hold on to Meghan, particularly her hands. But nothing will ever beat this one for me. So gentle and soft and delicate and adoring and like . . . worshipful? Like he just handles her as if she is the most precious thing in the world and urrgghhhhhh that sound you hear is me melting into a puddle.

Bonus hand holding content: SPEAKING OF UNBEARABLE TENDERNESS

I love this one cause he’s like “hey, gimme :( ” and then she does and he just goes “ :) “ Like holding her hand is all it takes to make him do that big goofy grin. Ugh.

Double bonus: when one hand simply is not enough.

1. Harold, there are people watching

An extremely incomplete collection of WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE HE WANTS TO EAT HER

Ok maybe he didn’t know there were people watching for this one but still

In this SA one he literally looks like he’s thinking “aight man calm down, we’re in public”

And here we are, my absolute favorite photo of them of all time. The umbrella and the rain are so romantic, yes, but THE EXPRESSION ON HIS FACE???????? SHOULD BE ILLEGAL

Bonus edition: Harold, there are people your GRANDMOTHER is watching

What was I supposed to do with this information?

WHAT WAS I SUPPOSED TO DO??????

And also just because now I’m thinking about the wedding:

You got my favorite photo of them of all time, now get ready for my favorite video of them of all time. The way she peaks at him, he jumps to meet her gaze but she looks away in shyness, so he looks away with a smirk, and then finally they turn to each other at the same time and BAM. MAGIC.

∞. And finally, just because I had nowhere else to put it

The absolute sweetest prince and princess there ever was. They really make me wanna cry.

WHEW. So there you have it. I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I did making it! It took me FOREVER because I was SCOURING every corner of the internet to make sure I didn’t leave anything important out, and then I had to make all of the gifs myself (because of Tumblr’s stupid fucking Inbox editor) which I have never done before 🥵 But it was entirely a labor of love (and a trip down memory lane)! I had butterflies in my stomach and was giggling with giddiness the entire time. Thank you again for this wonderful question and giving me an excuse to just bask in the breathtaking glory that is Harry and Meghan for a few hours.

💕

#meghan markle #prince harry #british royal family #royal fandom #harry and meghan #sussex sweethearts #heart eyes motherfucker #me: I'm not gonna think too hard about this #also me: FOUR AND A HALF HOURS LATER #panting #I HAVE I GOT IT ALL??#OH GOD WHAT IF I'M MISSING SOMETHING #l had to restrain myself from going further'#my poor anon lmao #and I may or may not have been ignoring my EXTREMELY PRESSING school work to make this post #100% worth it though #this was SO fun #finals schminals am I right??#h & m

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o-pandora-o · 3 years

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Baker MC: April Fool's Special

Baker MC strikes again! Fooling the Demon Brothers in April Fool's by their realistic cake. How would they react?

Note: I would like to apologize beforehand, some of the brothers turned out to be boring rather than funny. I will try to edit this when I have the time.

Lucifer:

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Background: You planned this with the Anti-Lucifer squad. You hid all his pen in his room leaving a suspicious "pen" that looks like the pen he usually use. Satan put a powerful spell on the pen, removing its sweet scent to avoid the suspicion. You put a hidden camera to see his reaction.

Luci daddy came home tired from all the things he'd done in RAD.

He still have some paper works to finish, he put the paper works in the table and sat on his chair.

Ya'll saw him eyeing the "pen"

He picked up the pen and was gonna start writing until he glared at the camera and crushed the pen.

It was a chocolate and strawberry cake

He licked the strawberry (the filling of the pen) that splattered near his mouth, made a grin, glared at the camera and said "Run."

You all ran for your lives, spreading inside the House of Lamentation

Did you succeed in running : Nope

Did you three hang from the ceiling: Yes

Ya'll saw him smirk and laugh like a madman afterwards

Bonus:

Lucifer took a picture of you three hanging from the ceiling and sent it in the group with Diavolo.

Ofc ya'll didn't knew, you were hanging from the ceiling

Levi made it a meme and posted it on Devilgram AND gave Lucifer and Diavolo a printed copy

April Fool's to you

Mammon:

Credits to: The BakeKing

It was your turn in making dinner and Mammon kept bugging you if he can help.

"No Mammon" you kept on saying but he was still bugging you.

You weren't really mad at Mammon (honestly you thought it's funny), but to make things interesting...

"I SAID NO MAMMON" you shouted at him.

"LOOK WHERE YER CUTTING HU--AAAAHHHH!!!" You cut your hand and blood was running.

"AAAAAH! LOOK WHAT YOU DID MAMMON" you screamed.

"MCCCCCCCC YOUR HAND" yes I can see Mammon He screamed loud enough that it can be heard at Diavolo's castle.

Glad you two are alone in the House of Lamentation though

You were wearing a long sleeved jacket and the "cake" was your hand; it was like a lava cake, instead of chocolate it was darkened and smoothened strawberry puree.

You glared at him and blamed him

Poor boi was crying, kept apologizing, and saying the lines of "I'm sorry", "I'm so dead", and "Let's take ya to the hospital".

He shitted on his pants and kept panicking poor boi

It was hilarious tho

He was crying and you couldn't hide the laughter

"Oi! Did someone hit ya in the head? WHY ARE YA LAUGHING YER HAND WAS CU-" and he he saw that the interior of the so called "hand" was made out of strawberry and strawberry puree.

"April Fool's Mammon!" you told him as you finally reveal your real hand.

"MC! Why did ya prank me?! It wasn't a good prank! I thought you-" You shushed him while you gave him a small bag of grimm.

"Is it for me? Are ya sure ya ain't pranking me this time?"

"Yeah, now buy what you want to buy, I will just go to my room for a while" you replied.

Cue you teleporting

It was a bag full of gold-coated chocolate that looks (and is heavy) like a bag of grimm.

"MCCCCCCC!!!!!"

The next few days you see Mammon pouting and murmuring things about you.

You felt bad so you left grimm on the floor of his room every time you were near it

Leviathan:

Credits to: The BakeKing

On April 1st, Levi was required to go to the school for academic purposes, so you took this chance to play a lil prank on him.

When Levi was away, you hid all the items that he usually use: computer, consoles, Azuki-tan pillow, and some Ruri-chan figures.

And you took time to make realistic cake that are very similar to those you hid.

When he was almost home, you placed all the realistic cake on his room.

You were supposed to go on a raid with him when he comes home

Cue him coming home and going to his room

You visited the him in his room, panic reflecting off his face.

"Levi, is there something wrong?" you asked

"Ah, it's this computer, it doesn't open! And it seems I'm kind of making a dent on it too. It's so weirdddddd" he said

He got a bit forceful and his finger created a hole on the computer

"Eh? Cake? Mc did you do this? Lmao"

You hand him a note that says "Look for the cakes, the location of the real ones lie at the last treasured cake"

"Oh boy mc a scavenger hunt, its like the new anime I was watching 'My fiancée is a criminal mastermind that kept giving me clues to find the missing items and bodies to make myself famous' " I'm really sorry I really suck at names

So he proceeds with finding all the cakes, and he got all the real things for his room however...

" MC where is my limited edition Ruri-chan that is dressed like a succubus?"

"It's there, it was with the other Ruri-chan figures" you said as you were looking at the figures that he was holding

Turns out Mammon saw all the goods on your room, and took the chance to get one since he knows it wasn't yours.

April fool's? I guess.

Satan:

Credits to: SideSurf Cake Studio

You were helping him in his cooking duty today.

You requested that both of you make human food because apparently you "missed the taste" of the cuisine.

So you took care of the usual ingredients of the cuisine: vegetables, onion, garlic, meat and etc.

He didn't know or did he that you secretly placed realistic cake counterparts of it.

When it was cooking time, he selected the cake counterparts (this boi might be smart but you were from the human world so he thought it was correct).

He started cutting an onion, to his dismay he saw a soft chocolate interior.

"Huh? That can't be right, I believe onions should either have violet, yellowish, or whitish hue inside"

"Hmmm yeah, let me try this one" you said as you grabbed another onion and proceed to cut it

"Hm, this one is the right one, I wonder what happened to that" you said

STOP THE CAP MC

"Hm, anyways I will proceed in cutting the rest"

Bottom-line all he cut was cake and what you cut the real one

"Satan, maybe you were cursed? All the ingredients that you touched turned into cake" you said as you were preparing to take the meal to the dining area.

"I suppose that is the case, however... "

"Hm?" you said as you were supposed to bring the meal outside.

"However I have outsmarted you MC, I knew it was you who made those realistic mini cakes" he said as he took a bite of the onion cake while grinning smugly

Smart boi #2

"I-uhhh No it was not- Hey wait a min! If you knew why did you continue to make me believe you were fooled!" you replied

"April Fool's MC~, if I didn't do that I wouldn't have extra time to spend with you" he said as he got out patting your head

Satan, you slick son of a bish

Asmodeus:

Credits to: Etsy

This guy is late for school

Did you plan to make him late? Yes No

Cue flashback: you ruined his beauty sleep 3 times which resulted in kicking you out of his room and made him wake up late

Well even though he is late, he would still do his morning routine without rush

Priorities ✨

You put a small camera on top of his cabinet to see his reaction

After hours of bathing he sat down to his dresser

He grabbed his toner and when he squeezed it lightly it nothing came out

"Ehhh? That's weird, I could've sworn this is the new toner I bought" he squeezed it more and the toner was destroyed revealing a squished vanilla cake

He sighed and said "MC did it again"

He tried looking and poking all of his makeup just to make sure it's not mini cakes

10/10 are all mini cakes

He saw a note that said "In the drawer lies the real make up hehe April Fool's day!"

When he came to RAD, he was already late for 4 hours

"MC when I said I wanted Makeup mini cakes, I wanted it for my birthday! Not today!"

Is disappointed at you

Will frown and pout when he pass by at you during school

Well you feel bad at pranking him so you treat him at an exclusive spa

Beelzebub:

Credits to: The Custom Cake Shop

I mean Bell eats everything, so is there even use?

Beel had the whole day working out

Since he didn't have much money (not that you persuaded him to bring less, no-) his only option is to go home and eat

During the time he was working out, you made different flavored cakes and pastries into dishes. You made a ton of (chocolate-strawberry cake into) cheeseburger, (cheesecake) devildom sushi, cake turned into slushy (the container can be eaten too), plates can also be eaten, etc.

Well you made Beel drool, he didn't waste time so he sat down and took a bite of the cheeseburger

He was slightly shocked because it was sweet rather than savory

But that didn't stop his hunger

It was about 10 mins till he finished what you have created in 12 hours (and more)

"MC all you made was really delicious, now I want something salty to eat...Let's eat dinner!" he said as he dragged you to eat

April fools to you

After that whenever you gave him something to eat/drink (like a glass of slushy or something) he would try to also eat the container

Poor kitchenware and Luci's budget

Belphie:

[No image was available for this]

This boi knows

Smartboi #3

You gave him a pillow that is the same as the pillow he usually carries

He didn't really say anything about it, but he knows for a fact that it is cake

He slept on it

Your hard work in making it realistic,, he slept on it

You came back to his room and you wait for him to wake up

"Mcccccc, this is so fluffy like my favorite pillowww, but it's not really a good way to prank someone, but on the other hand it's really convenient...."he said as he yawns and signals you to come to his bed

He took a bite of the errrr pillow and said" This is really good, like the last time you made a toilet paper, but you know what else is good?"

My love for you jk

" Hm?" you replied

" This!" he said as he began tickling your sides

You fight him back and tickle his sides when you had the chance

It ended of as you two were panting and laughing in bed

Poor cake pillow forgotten

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ressyfaerie · 3 years

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When will you be updating the tattoos AU?

Look guys I'm popular enough to get these asks now!! 🥲 we've come so far.

I finished the next chapter last night! Its SUPER CUTEEEE and I will upload it after I write the next one. (You've probably noticed I tend to upload chapters in groups of 2-4 I do this once the plot tends to get a bit more complicated so I can fix any potholes I've accidently written in before uploading LOL)

I cannot believe I manage to write this chapter in 2 days. I mean. Self rant here. But imma list the shit I've been through the past week and a half.

-vacation in Parksville. Bf left keys in car. I walked 45 minutes my phone randomly died and I had to climb down a main highway into the forest to find my resort. Cut my hand on a tree 🙄

-drove home in rainstorm. Had a new client as soon as I got home. Bought a new phone immediately lmao.

-my province proceeded to flood that night. Destroying highways, airports, traintracks , and shipyards to the point where all of lower BC is (still) officially cut off from the rest of Canada.

-I took Monday off since I physically couldn't make it to the jobsite. Then our phone reception/ data didn't work. The power went out. I lost cell signal and wifi and I was cut off from the whole world for about 5 hours. I ended up driving to my families houses to check on them 😬

-Tuesday my car broke down. I had to get it towed. This is the last straw and I'm pulling out a loan to buy a new one

-i borrowed my mom's car. But oh no this wasn't it... because everyone started hoarding again. All 3 towns around me are out of gas as people line up into the street. There is no food. My boyfriend can't make it to school because he can't get gas.

-this weekend we fixed my car! And I did a CRAPload of other things. Including writing another short story romance challenge for Tales. AND creating my own cover for it!

This will be out on wattpad soon! So keep in touch!

So yeah. It's been a chaotic week lmao.

BUT ITS COMING I PROMISE.

#ressy rants #tattoos update #tattoos

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wrestlezon · 2 years

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liveblog containment zone for aew dynamite 8/24/22

ITS TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PUNK VS MOXLEY LETS GO

cant believe i have to wait 2 hours for punk vs moxley the camera held on an audience member with a burberry scarf and my friends lost their mind. expectations for mjf appearance are high if he makes an appearance theyre gonna break my goddamn eardrums. 999 decibels for sure oh jericho is here. are we going to see 2point0 betray their cherished wrestleson??? oh my god the crowd starting off with a "youre a wrestler" chant??? SO GOOD A++++ CROWD YOURE DOING A GREAT JOB FOLKS danny garcia lookin real cute rn ngl. is it because he just looks like a regular dude in his regular guy outfit you RUINED my BEAUTIFUL MOMENT MR JERICHO lmfaooo ADMIT IT. SAY IT. YOURE A SPORT ENTERTAINER. ACCEPT IT DANIEL GARCIA bryan danielson to the rescue CUSTODY OF DANIEL GARCIA LADDER MATCH.jpg lmfao bryan just being like "daniel it looks like youre being bullied here" "you can be whatever you want to be :)" "NO!!! YOURE A SPORTS ENTERTAINER!!!! SAY IT" this is so fucking funny garcia pushed jericho DANIELSON IS LAUGHING HIS ASS OFF HOMEWRECKER FOR MENTOR-MENTEES to be fair that IS the BCC way is it going to be an all out match announcement threats... :o oh lmao there is he (hager appearance)

dax vs lethal is up now big chops sorry my pregame drink has taken effect im just appreciating the men slapping each other sonjay dutt interference!!! these near falls are... NO... NOT THE PIN... huh OH?>???? THE MOTOR CITY MACHINE GUNS????????????? but with LETHAL... monkey paw...

thunder rosa! oh no... shes injured... :( injured enough to have to interim the title. dang...

colten gunn vs billy gunn :O YAY THE ACCLAIMED HIDE YOUR DAD ITS THE ACCLAIMED lmfaoooo Oh my GOD man billy gunn out here scissoring just about EVERYONE toni vs britt vs hayter vs hikaru 4 way womens interim decider match? :OO violence from daddy gunn VIOLENCE ON THE ACCLAIMED FROM STOKELY!!!!!!!!!! NO!! SON LOW BLOWS... stokely's power grows... but to what end

oh! swerve in our glory with the backup... but for why... making friends! oh my. interesting. its good to be on good terms with the other wrestlers.

backstage with death triangle and will ospreay and aussie open... the throwdown! for their match happening tonight

britt baker vs kilynn king i dont like kilynn king's outfit. there i said it. its my least favorite type of orange and many textures BAKER SUCKS chants omg wh what???? the punk vs moxley match is NEXT? it ISNT the main event??????? THEYRE DOING DEATH TRIANGLE AND WILLSPRAY MAIN EVENT??????? WHAT DOES THIS MEAN... DOES THIS MEAN SHENANIGANS... does it mean mjf (lmao) (my friends are getting mad at me for teasing them) oh-- kilynn king got lockjawed

hikaru shida :) appearing to save toni storm 4 way battle... alliances..

backstage with the acclaimed and swerve in our glory! swerve and keith lee talkin bout how theyre fans of the acclaimed and... :OOO A MATCH? AT ALL OUT? FOR THE TAG TEAM TITLES??? THE ACCLAIMED!!!!!!!!! TAG TEAM CHAMPS THE ACCLAIMED!!!!!!!???? OUHGHHHH

OH GOD ITS MOXLEY VS PUNK NOW ouihaofOUGHUISGSGUGHGH man theyve been having feedback mic issues all night. rough stuff for the aew audio crew PUNK IN HIS NEW SHIRT AND HE GOT THE SLEEVES CUT OUT UAUUAAGUHGHHH PLEASE BE EVIL!!!!!!!!!!!!! COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MANIFESTTTTT (BARK BARK BARK AUGHGHGHUGHHGH) ok they gave me some time to cool off with their staredown we watching a current day punk vs moxley match. very cool LMAO FUCK OFF WITH YOUR BABY LITTLE FOOT!!!!!!! GOD oh my god? what

what

punk squashed... what will this lead to... ;_; god lmfao FRICK though... not even a semblance of a real deal match though! now we have to wait...

backstage with christian cage... sorry mr cage im still reeling from the moxley punk match

ricky starks in the ring ricky......... your shirt is so bright ricky :)c

instant replay on moxley vs punk? ok. explain your angle, aew explain yourselves i mean i can wait. i can. i dont want to, but i can. at least theyre going to maybe address it with this moxley thing after the commercial break. i need something to chew on

moxley backstage! hes aggro. youre right. youre a cool guy moxley... but... the reign of moxley has begun thats cool... i guess...

match announcements! huh? dark order has a mystery slot...? what happened to 10? wasnt he their third? huhhhh...

im fucking inconsolable. im so deflated... like ok i guess... im being worked... into the ground... o|-<

death triangle vs willspray aussie open death triangle has the coolest intro of all time OH THE BEST FRIENDS ARE JUST HANGING OUT IN THE CROWD WATCHING THE MATCH DRINKIN A BEER LMAO MY SPIRITS ARE LIFTED INSTANTLY BY THE PRESENCE OF MY OTHER FAVORITES is this a tornado tag (rhetorical) because lmao @ everyone in the ring all at once william ospreay getting fucking CHOPPED to BITS in here getting PRETZELED to BITS in here oh jesus what a spinny flip off the corner onto the floor by ospreay. scary the best friends :) oh! thats where they are located (back left) ughhhhhH are we doing mask shit with death triangle AGAIN STOPPPPPPPPpppp pac :)c is william ospreay objectively lame or am i just biased against him. i'm watching him sell his moves here and it just makes me wish i was watching orange cassidy instead symmetrical poisonranas!!! :O sorry im marveling at these moves here last five minutes going wild OFF THE RINGPOST???? SCARY STAREDOWN WITH KIP SABIAN... IS IT TIME HUH DECOY MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! oh this is too bad will ospreay is def gonna win this one then huh

KENNY OMEGA HAS APPEARED...

#livezon

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BnHA Chapter 282: Aizawa Defeeted

Previously on BnHA: Oh my god do we even care about that at this point. Tomura made a speech; Gran Torino died; Deku lost his shit and tried to strangle Tomura to death with his bare hands; Ryuukyuu came back from Wherever She Was and tried to grab Tomura but he punched a hole through her giant hand; and now he’s grabbing his Quirk-Be-Gone bullets and is ready to cause some mayhem okay?? That about sum it up?? Is anyone even reading this?? CAN WE JUST GET ON WITH IT I’VE WAITED AN ENTIRE WEEK.

Today on BnHA: Well I guess let’s start with what doesn’t happen: Bakugou doesn’t lose his quirk. HE LUCKED OUT!!... for now, anyways. Because, thanks to a near-impossible-to-predict series of events (seriously, raise your hands if you had “Aizawa gets shot but goes full World War Z on his own ass” on your bingo card), Tomura has seemingly regained his regeneration powers, which means that his other quirks are probably back online as well! So we’ll see how that all goes. Anyway so in the meantime Shouto’s back, looking very mad that everyone temporarily forgot he was a main character. And Gigantomachia is back as well! Or almost, anyway. Also, you’ll never guess who broke another one of his arms! Go on, guess. But at least he still has the arm, though, which is more than we can say for certain other people’s limbs. Poor Aizawa is literally on his last leg. He and Tomura really got off on the wrong foot. He chopped his leg off, is what I’m saying. It’s that kind of chapter folks.

you guys I’m losing my whole fucking mind. I straight up deleted the tumblr app off my phone for 24 hours so that I wouldn’t be tempted to log in and risk potentially being spoiled. and I’m happy to say that it worked! so here we are now, completely spoiler free, and let me just say that if Horikoshi decides to cut back to Gunga Mountain now, I will either cry for hours or abandon the series forever and go do something more productive with the rest of my quarantine like learning how to play sad songs on the guitar

all right. here goes

so we’re opening with Deku, who is currently comprised of 100% rage and 0% mercy, and is doing that thing where only the whites of his eyes are visible. and basically he’s just thinking “I’VE REALLY GOT TO HOLD ON TO THIS GUY AND MAKE SURE HE DOESN’T DO ANYTHING ELSE HOMICIDAL.” which is a solid game plan, but perhaps not so easily accomplished

-- oh my god this poor kid is still in denial, I can’t. why are you doing this

is there even still a Gran Torino to tend to at this point? after Tomura bulldozed a hole through his torso, and you went and finished the job with your own fucking attack? sob

but I guess the law of Tragic Shounen Mentor Deaths mandates that Gran’s should be at least as drawn-out as Nighteye’s was, though. so he’s probably only Mostly Dead, which is still Slightly Alive if I remember my Princess Bride correctly, and I think I do

so now the rest of these stooges are finally catching up with us here

yes, my friends. a bullet. WELCOME TO MY LIFE FOR THE PAST FUCKING WEEK. anyways I have a LOT of pent-up energy here just fyi. there may be a lot of unnecessary screaming in this recap

FUCKING WYOMING SMASH Y’ALLSSSS

I HAVE NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT JUST HAPPENED SOB. DID HE JUST HAMMER FIST TOMURA’S HEAD INTO THE GROUND. DID HE SNAP HIS FUCKING NECK AT 100%. IN AN IDEAL WORLD HE WOULD HAVE JUST CHOPPED TOMURA’S ARMS OFF WHILE SOMEHOW MANAGING TO AVOID BREAKING ANY OF HIS OWN BONES IN THE PROCESS, BUT I HAVE A FEELING THIS SITUATION WILL NOT BE RESOLVED IN ANY KIND OF MANNER ONE WOULD CONSIDER “IDEAL”

(ETA: fun fact: this attack did absolutely nothing except make things approximately 100x worse. but you tried Deku. you tried.)

THE FUCK KIND OF PORTENTOUS BULLSHITTING TITLE IS THIS. OH MY GOD, I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHAT EMOTION I’M HAVING RIGHT NOW, IT’S JUST A LOT OF LOUD THOUGHTS

anyway so if you’re just joining us, Tomura just pulled two bullets out of his pocket, the good guys finally noticed, and then Deku did a smash and everything exploded. the radius of this attack actually looks wide enough to have potentially involved Aizawa, who probably does NOT want to get any debris in his eyes right now, and also Gran, who probably doesn’t particularly want to be hit by another deadly attack for the third time in the past ninety seconds. anyway so I guess what I’m trying to say here is WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THAT YOU LITTLE GREEN LUNATIC

AHHHHHH

he got the one!! the one that was in Tomura’s right hand!! but what about the one in his left ahhhhhhh

(ETA: lmao at Kacchan being the one to blow up the same bullet I was so sure he was going to be shot with. saw the writing on the wall, huh kid? what do we say to the god of foreshadowing?? ‘NOT TODAY.’ ...except that we’re still not actually out of the woods yet so you still better watch yourself lol.)

...

based on the font here, these are Tomura’s thoughts. which he is thinking immediately after getting the lower half of his jaw very painfully cronched by the VERY homicidal sixteen-year-old still clinging to him. anyway so Tomura’s thought processes are as inscrutable to me as ever lulz

and Deku’s arm looks broken again, yaaaaay. but at least it’s his left arm and not his right! so that’s nice. now they can match

[SHRIEKS]

HE YEETED IT. IT HAS BEEN YEETEDED. HE DID A YEET. [sobbing] he DiD a YeEt oH my GOD

DID IT HIT SOMETHING!?!?!?

my reading process here is as follows: 1) scroll down exactly one panel. 2) scream even though absolutely nothing has happened yet. 3) WRITE THAT DOWN 4) REPEAT

DKSFJLKHSDLGKHLI

DID IT HIT HIM!?!? DID IT GET HIM IN THE LEG SOB ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS. JUST LIKE THAT?? BOOM GUN BULLET LEG!!?

YOU GUYS IT REALLY HIT AIZAWA AND NO ONE DID A GODDAMN THING?? it wasn’t even drawn out or anything??? it just HAPPENED, within like four pages??? NO SLOW MO?? NOT EVEN A REACTION PANEL WHAT THE FUCK

son of a bitch I would so dearly like to grab Manual and RockLockRock’s heads right now and just conk them together real hard. YOU STUPID FUCKS sob YOU HAD ONE JOB!!! IT REALLY WAS JUST ONE!! AND YOU WERE SHARING IT!! SO IT’S MORE LIKE HALF A JOB!! AND YOU STILL COCKED IT UP IN ABSOLUTELY NO TIME AT ALL OH MY GOD

(ETA: they should blow this panel up and make it into a t-shirt and make Manual and RLR wear the shirts every day for the rest of their lives. half a job, you guys. please go away I cannot even look at you right now.)

FUCK MY EVERYTHING

(ETA: I still can’t figure out if this horrific angle is due to the earlier damage from the Noumu, or if Tomura really just flung the bullet THAT hard. honestly I’m surprised it didn’t just slice right through him with that kind of velocity. “no thanks because then I wouldn’t get to write a scene where he chops his own leg off” oh okay well when you put it that way, Horikoshi.)

if I recall correctly this is the leg that he said was “twisted”, no? yeesh. might just want to chop it off real quick, then. s’not like it’s doing you any more good. does anyone know if zombie rules apply or not with this sort of thing?? shit

?!?!

“THANKS”?? okay what. did it hit him or not??

-- oh my god WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. WAIT. WAIT

I WAS -- I WAS JOKING I -- FFFFFFFFKJK

jesus fucking christ. when I said “might just want to chop it off real quick” literally FOUR PARAGRAPHS AGO, I can tell you that the one thing I did NOT expect was for Aizawa to be all, “you know what, that’s a good idea”, and then YOINK OUT HIS TRUSTY HERO SHANK AND GO FULL 127 HOURS ON THIS BITCH. "LALALA WE’RE GONNA DO IT RATIONALLY TEEHEE” like excuse me, the fuck

anyways. I don’t even know what to say. thank you Aizawa’s leg for your sacrifice, and for always supporting him. literally. oh my god I came here ready for my son to enter a new phase of character development, and for the manga as a whole to enter a new phase of glorious, glorious angst. no one told me I’d be sitting here making puns instead. what a fine, confusing day

anyway though let’s just fucking hope it worked. and side note, if Aizawa Shouta really did chop off his own fucking leg just now and somehow STILL managed not to fucking blink, I think we might as well just go ahead and hand him the Biggest Badass In The Series award right now because no one is ever going to top that. nope. not happening

it is truly a testament to Shigaraki Tomura’s unfathomably mysterious sexy villain energy that he still somehow manages to look hot with only half a face

also no one in this manga actually feels pain, do they. not Deku, not Aizawa, not Tomura, no one. no wonder none of them have any self-preservation instincts to speak of

did someone just randomly explode just now. at this point it might as well happen, right

oh it’s the shockwave from Deku’s Wyoming attack, apparently. how nice of it to have a delayed reaction for absolutely no reason

anyway so Deku’s being flung back, but he’s grabbing onto Tomura again with Blackwhip. but oh shit you guys, if Tomura escapes Deku and Ryuukyuu’s clutches and still has any bullets left in his pocket, we may still be able to salvage this Bakugou quirk situation after all. would be nice to be able to actually do something with all of these “happy quirk losing day” balloons that I ordered

(ETA: actually, believe it or not I honestly like this better. Tomura using AFO was always the more dramatic option anyway. and now that we’ve done the bullet thing everyone has presumably let their guard down again, which, good.)

I love how Tomura apparently hasn’t noticed that Aizawa’s just amputated his own leg? to be fair he’s probably distracted by all the explosions and such

also gotta love how Deku’s arm-breaking attack seemingly just made everything worse for no reason. and also how Manual and RockLockRock are once again just standing there doing absolutely nothing

SO NOW GUESS WHAT’S HAPPENING

I MEAN IT! GUESS. BECAUSE YOUR GUESS IS AS GOOD AS MINE LOL

OH WELL OKAY THEN

just like we all saw coming!! ...

so is this Endeavor’s attack?? Bakugou’s?? either way, hot damn. fortunately for Tomura he is apparently operating under the same guidelines as the U.S. Federal Reserve, in which mutilated bills may still be exchanged at face value if more than 50% of a note identifiable as United States currency is present. basically as long as roughly half of him is still vaguely Tomura-shaped I assume he’ll be fine

(ETA: in hindsight I should have immediately been able to identify this as a Shouto attack based solely on how murdery it was lol.)

OH MY GODDDD

KRANCH?!?

OH MY GOD LOL WHAT. LOL. REMEMBER EVERYONE’S THEORIES FROM LIKE TWENTY YEARS AGO LOL. SHOUTO WHAT THE FUCK. DID YOU STOP FOR DRIVE THRU

AND MEANWHILE DEKU’S BACK ON THE SCENE GIVING ARGUABLY EVEN LESS FUCKS THAN BEFORE, IF SUCH A THING IS EVEN POSSIBLE. SO FAR THIS CHAPTER HAS PRECISELY ZERO THINGS THAT I ACTUALLY EXPECTED IN IT, WHICH IS VERY IMPRESSIVE

IT ALSO HAS A LOT OF SMASHING

a LOT. of smashing, guys. feels like... 60% smashing, 20% severed legs, 20% Kranch

-- oh no oh SHIT oh shit oh shit

(ETA: um so I really can’t tell how far that wound extends and whether or not Aizawa still has his right eye, shit.)

first of all how did Deku get here next to Aizawa when he was just over there with Tomura, what. and second, I think Aizawa just blinked, oh shit. probably on the verge of passing out after CHOPPING HIS OWN LEG OFF which STILL hasn’t been acknowledged yet?? did I just completely misinterpret all of that back there or what

(ETA: there was seriously so little attention called to this that I scrolled back up to confirm it probably like half a dozen times. apparently Horikoshi thinks that THE MOST BADASS THING TO EVER HAPPEN IN THE MANGA should be completely downplayed. whereas if it were me, there’d be an entire two page spread of JUST THE LEG. WITH MUSIC PLAYING. EVEN THOUGH IT’S A MANGA.)

YEPPPPPPP. fuck

look at him though. he’s so happy. this is why I can’t stay mad at you no matter how deranged you get you little maniac

so is quirk-stealing back on the menu then or what. don’t think I’ve been lulled into any kind of false sense of security by any of this lol

-- ARE WE SERIOUSLY CUTTING AWAY

so Todoroki really went after them ALONE. the better to put his dad right back up at the top of the Lose Your Quirk Sweepstakes finalists. well... second-to-top, maybe. like I said I will not be lulled

yuh-oh

why do I feel like the odds of Gigantomachia arriving to herald the end of this chapter just shot up DRAMATICALLY

so the next page is almost entirely just a list of cities that the news anchor is telling people to evacuate because they’re in Machia’s path. along with a bunch of dead heroes lying around everywhere, and Ochako being all ominous

(: weren’t they, though? heh. this is going to be so, so bad (: (: (:

-- fuuuuuuuuuuu

aaaaaand that’s it. hahahaha. okay then let’s summarize

Bakugou defied all expectations and kept his quirk (FOR NOW)!

Aizawa cut his own fucking leg off and it WASN’T EVEN REMOTELY ACKNOWLEDGED FOR REASONS I CAN’T UNDERSTAND (R.I.P. AIZAWA’S PRECIOUS LEG. YOU ALWAYS PUT YOUR BEST FOOT FORWARD)

Kranch showed up after 157 years and is probably wondering why the heck I keep calling him “Kranch” now. THINGS CHANGE WHEN YOU’RE MIA FOR A WHILE MY LITTLE STARBUCKS CHRISTMAS CUP

Deku broke his arm for the 78th time

Tomura regenerated but seems to think Aizawa’s quirk is actually gone for good, which I’m pretty sure it’s not. so if they can keep him from destroying everything long enough for Aizawa to turn it back on again, we might possibly still survive this

and lastly, Machia is about to kill all of these stupid people frolicking around outside of this fitness club who are probably so proud of themselves for not being glued to their phones 24/7 because they prefer to LIVE LIFE IN THE MOMENT, THANK YOU VERY MUCH. well that’s on you my friends. at least it’ll be a quick death. ffff

#bnha 282 #aizawa shouta #shigaraki tomura #midoriya izuku #todoroki shouto #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha #sorry for all the leg puns #it's in my nature #I can't help it if I find this kind of situation humerus #...oh no wait that's arms #dammit

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