#blame pal

[sendpseuds]

“Christ, Spencer’s still exists!?”

It has been many years since Obi-Wan has found himself at the mall, and if it weren’t for fear of incurring the wrath of his ex-wife, he’s fairly certain he never would have returned to this godforsaken place.

“You know what Spencer’s is?” 

Korkie’s voice is incredulous, arms crossed over his chest, staring up at Obi-Wan with his mother’s arched eyebrow like his father can’t possibly have knowledge about anything even mildly fun or cool.

Obi-Wan wants to roll his eyes.

Instead, he digs his nails into his palm.

Before you I was fun.

Before you I was cool.

“Of course I do,” he replies with a haughty huff, trying to swallow the defensive feeling in his throat, “When I was your age we would actually hang out at the mall.”

Korkie laughs.

Not kindly.

Suddenly, Obi-Wan feels even less cool than he had a moment before.

“You know,” Korkie muses as they near the novelty shop in question, his voice settling to a low note Obi-Wan isn’t sure he’s heard the boy hit before, finally settling into all the terrible changes and challenges of being a teenager, “Mom never lets me go in there—”

Translation: Here’s your chance to be the fun parent. The cool parent. 

It’s the oldest trick in the book, and frankly, he expects more from his own son, but they’ve got a long terrible day of ex-wife-mandated back-to-school shopping ahead of them and Obi-Wan thinks he’d rather start the nightmare with a smiling teen than a sulking one.

“I am curious,” Obi-Wan says, completely bypassing the comment about Satine. If he’s taking his son into what is, essentially, every teenager’s first sex shop, he’s at least going to make it his idea, “I wonder how much has changed.”

The excited smile on Korkie’s face looks a whole lot like victory.

“You can’t tell your mother.”

“Never,” Korkie promises before rushing ahead and into the dimly lit store.

Somehow, decades later, this place looks exactly the same. 

Dark.

Disorganized.

Debaucherous.

So very dark.

The front of the shop is littered with graphic t-shirts and novelty items — party games, gag gifts, and kitschy decor — the merchandise growing more and more adult the further back the display is. Obi-Wan is sure there are fuzzy handcuffs and dildos back by the Playboy posters and lava lamps but he remembers what it was like to be a teenage boy and Korkie’s going to learn about all of it sooner or later.

[And Satine is certainly not going to teach him about it if the boy’s recounting of her almost horrifyingly clinical sex talk is anything to go by.]

Korkie runs his hand over the orange owl on a black Hooter’s shirt and now, Obi-Wan does roll his eyes.

When the boy looks up, the mischievous smile on his face immediately transforms into a seething scowl.

He’s getting quite good at that look.

He looks so much like his mother.

“Don’t follow me, Dad!” Korkie bites out, scoffing loudly when Obi-Wan holds his hands up in surrender, turning on his heal and disappearing behind a shelf of alien-themed housewares.

“Yeah, Dad,” an unfamiliar voice says from somewhere behind him, the man’s tone low and teasing, “Leave him alone.”

Obi-Wan turns and finds himself pinned in place by eyes as blue as the Bad Bitch neon hanging beside him.

The beautiful young man standing behind the counter is wrapped all in black, ripped jeans slung low on his hips, plain black t-shirt beneath a leather harness, the sort Obi-Wan has never seen anyone wear outside of a porno and certainly never in public. Dyed black hair is growing out blonde at the roots and there’s a scar through the eyebrow that isn’t pierced and the way his stunning smile only grows makes something stir in the pit of Obi-Wan’s stomach.

I used to be cool.

I used to wear risky clothing and a ring in my ear.

I used to pop pills and smoke cigarettes.

I used to be young and hot.

Now, I’m just Dad.

“Well, that’s a surprise,” the stunning creature working at Spencer’s says, his voice lower than it was a moment ago, those wild blue eyes unabashedly tracing up and down Obi-Wan’s body with an amused grin, placing both his hands flat on the counter and hinging forward at the hips, arching his spine in a way that makes Obi-Wan sway forward, his eyes falling to a pair of perfect pink lips, imagining the metal piercing hard and cold between his teeth as they part to speak.

“I think I’d rather call you Daddy.”

[part two][part three]

[shadelorde]

"And it hit me then that ART had been desperate and terrified since the moment the B-E explorer had sidled up and done whatever it had done. It had tricked its captors into taking it to me not because it had some kind of grand strategy but because it needed me."

YOURE ONLY REALIZING THAT NOW????

[tele-vicious]

mephone4 come homeee

[egg04]

[Image Description from Alt Text: Bust-up sketchy digital drawing of Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles Leonardo, Adolescence of a Hidden Hero AU, Leonardo as a human. He has neutral-warm brown skin, two-toned lips, red-ish birth markes across his eyes, and black locs styled as a wolf-cut with the locs at the side of his face dyed red. He has a gentle smile. Faded in the background is OP's other human Leo design. /End Description.]

[crimeronan]

i think my favorite thing about that fic is hunter rolling a nat 20 in perception of raine and going "they're a really calm, seasoned manipulator who can play people to their own ends. they could be hiding literally any political agenda or wild secrets. also they've made excuses to cut short a bunch of meetings where luz happened to be having An Episode (TM) for some reason" and then immediately rolling a nat 1 on insight like "we cannot possibly guess at their intentions. this might be the biggest threat to luz right now,"

[meku95]

Well, I made my own designs for them wanted to do an experiment with the fluff and the reverse with Narinder

being more skelly as there is art in the game as reference :D being in that void has them very um unhealthy for their health lksrfdgj :D

[sbeana]

doodles of these two because fun fact before i got into tlt a bunch of my friends were into it and most of them were obsessed with someone named camilla hect and i was like whats this lady got thats so appealing. now i know. now i fucking know

[dip-the-pip]

wish dnp were real </3

[stardew-fic-pals]

Stardew Fic Writers and Readers Journal

Hi all, this is the (roughly) weekly or so check-in Journal for those of us participating in the Stardew Fic Pals low-stakes writing and/or reading challenge.

Writers: Share a line you've written in the past week!

Readers: Share a link to a fic you liked or talk about a fic you commented on in the past week!

As always, this challenge is for fun and if you didn't get to it during the past week, feel free to give it another go the next week!

[carlyraejepsans]

i saw the tweet from that one person and damn...i don't get their weird obsession with you, esp when this person KNOWS many people don't like them because of the flowey stuff and their constant "oh no poor me" behavior everytime they get criticized and not 'cause you send your fans at them (the whole tweet is trying to put blame on you for their harrasment, at least it feels like it) sorry you have to deal with, hopefully the kids go back thinking about uty or smt else

they went from crying victim and Let People Have Their Interpretations (which is the reason i was so sympathetic towards their harassment to begin with), to gathering a little group of bullies the moment their take stopped being the underdog and harassing everyone else who went on with the reading we've had for the past 8 years. i try to stay out of drama as a rule, but i have friends that got dragged in, and as it turns out this isn't the first time they lied about harassment to single out users before when they'd never even addressed them to begin with, just privately expressed discomfort at the interpretation.

just... wow! what a deeply pathetic little bully. let's all go talk about something more pleasant

[acidcorrodes]

if you were wondering why i write about catholicism as a theme™ the way i do, it may do you well to know that all of the family group chats i am in are currently just pictures of white smoke coming out of a certain chimney in rome, intersped with pictures of a certain door to a certain balcony also in rome

[crimeronan]

probably the most accurate way for AU hunter to react to finding out he's a grimwalker would be like

[longest sigh in the world] hOkay.

luz.

i get why you didn't tell me. i 100% understand that you were scared and didn't want to worry me or to make me feel differently about myself. i'm not mad at you about that that's Fine. but also.

luz.

my fuckign MEDICAL HISTORY,

[starleska]

so if i said i think Boycie is crushingly attractive, would you throw rocks at me 👉👈

[hairscare]

cishet assistant manager at my job keeps flirting with me knowing damn well im nonbinary like you can she/her me all you want subconsciously you know youre having a queer moment

[wayfinderships]

Good morning gamers! Hope you're all doing well!! As for me...I might have a small crush on a Yakuza Character

[bezierballad]

I feel so bad for any AFAB trans/nonbinary person who had to sit down and watch the second person OVA 😭