#n ur telling me. that if i magically could pay it off RIGHT NOW. id have to pay EXTRA???

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[ijustwantagoodurl]

ERAZMUS MY MAN I'D LIKE SOME OF UR WISDOM...... i've been wanting 2 get into cdramas 4 a while now (especially the ykno.... 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👨‍❤️‍💋‍👨 ones) but idk where the hell to start </3

my extent of Consuming is just tgcf's donghua which i did like but i don't have the energy to continue onto the novel </3

Okay this turned out kinda long AJDH and sorry if this is a day or two late!! Im staying w fam and its a bit hard to find time to gush about cdramas ajdhdh BUT AYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

YYY lets be real im Only watching the gay ones but if you're looking for het ones I've been meaning to watch Ashes of Love on Netflix? Its got an Excellent track called "the right hand refers to the moon" i think?? thats just. SO sexy

AND ONTO THE GAYS we've got the Untamed (Necromancer is repressed and somehow gets the devotion of jianghu's Hottest Bachelor, the ost is excellent for putting you in that world but tbh the album w all the character songs kinda sucks until you know the characters then it Slaps ofc) , Word of Honor (two men attempt to retire and adopt a son together, ost slaps and from what I can tell the album w character songs n such is alright) (which is also my current poison) Gaurdian (idk. Idk what to tell you theres a catboy and time shenanigans?? Also sexy masks ngl. The intro FUCKS) and if you want absolute garbage Advance Bravely (gong jun has nice hands/abs)

Most of my friends in cdrama fandoms rn started with the Untamed, but id suggest word of honor since its mostly fun and fluff until the end, there's a HAPPY ending, AND the set/crew really went off, its very easy to tell the characters apart which was something the untamed struggled with,, and also the WOH concert was fucking INSANEE. Plus its less than 40 episodes, the soundtrack/album FUCKS and have i mentioned this is my current insanity??

Untamed walked so Word of Honor could run, so pay the Untamed your respects!!!!! but I guess I'd suggest starting w either Word of Honor or Untamed. I don't have the patience to read the books but if you do then my friend @lingzhu keeps reading all the books somehow KSHDHD so go to them for advice??

There's a lot of cultural signals and stuff that westerners like me missed but people have been great about making meta!! Aksjd im not sure what made u think IM the source to come for on cdramas but thank u for your TRUST BESTIEEEE

And last thing, both Untamed/Word of Honor are /Wuxia/ dramas. Theres better sources on this but essentially (from my understanding) wuxia is this genre of magical realism, qi manipulation for example, and often shows the folly of Capitalism/Jianghu. /Jianghu/ is this idea of essentially the political world, sect leaders and their right hand men, the idea of like "the room where it happened" just. Big wig leaders making decisions somewhere.

again this got kinda long JSDHD but I love this shit SO so much its. NABDHDDB whatever u start LIVE BLOG IT i wanna see what u think 👀💖

ALSO I know there's lesbian ones out there and there was a movie length one doing its rounds a while back, but as a gay man I didn't get into that. If/when I find that lesbian show ill rb this with its name!! Any suggestions from my followers would be much appreciated!!

[iwriteficsnottragediesladies]

Water Wing Floaties

Request: Can you do a fic where the (fem) reader is a lifeguard and brendon starts "drowning" when he's pretending to to get her attention and yeah you can do whatever you want with that ehdjnfnj ily and ur writing ur so good!!!

A/n: Thank you for the compliment and the request! Here’s what I came up with for ya!

Brendon spots you the moment he walks in. He leans over to Dallon as they walk to a pair of open chairs.

“Hot lifeguard,” He murmured.

“Already saw,” Dallon agreed with a smile.

They sat down and started pulling off their clothes. Brendon made exaggerated movements, making sure you have a good angle to admire him.

You had already noticed him come in with his [also very attractive] friend. With your sunglasses on, you kept your head pointed in one direction while your eyes could watch him. He pulled off his shirt and revealed a gorgeous sleeve and tattoos scattered about, with a body to match.

You realized you should probably actually pay attention to your job. Guarding lives was pretty important, after all. You watched as kids swam around and jumped off the diving board, while adults floated peacefully in the pool.

You see the two guys entering the pool, looking so awkward as they made it up to their waist in the cold water. They were just like the kids, holding their arms all contorted above the surface, tip toeing further in despite the chill. You smile to yourself.

“Do you think she was looking at us?” Brendon asked excitedly.

“I don’t know Brendon, she has sunglasses on!” Dallon replied, pointing out the obvious to Brendon. Brendon pouted.

“Easy for you to say!” Brendon countered, “You’re married!”

“Brendon,” Dallon started.

“I’m all alone!” Brendon joked melodramatically. Dallon laughed.

“Can we just swim please?” Dallon asked.

You glanced over and the two guys talking. The hot guy looked like quite a character and his taller counterpart was laughing. A minute later you glance back toward them and the hot one is looking at you. You continued to look in the different direction, trying to look serious yet cute.

It was hard to look attractive in a visor and a one piece, sitting with a fanny pack on and a giant glorified noodle in your lap.

“Diving board,” Brendon declared.

“Please don’t,” Dallon rolled his eyes.

“Oh I will,” Brendon replied. He climbed out of the pool and shook out his hair as he made his way to the diving board.

You notice the hot guy climbing up the ladder to get out of the pool. He flips his hair and water flies off of it like in a fucking photo shoot. He runs his finger through the dark locks, slicking them back. How are you supposed to stay focused when a ridiculously attractive guy is out here wreaking havoc in your ovaries like this?! You go back to surveying the swimmers.

Brendon stepped up onto the diving board and shuffled out to the end. He had no idea how to dive, so he couldn’t get your attention with skill. He decided it would be best to use comedy. It was time for a butt bounce.

He jumped as high as he could, then came back down onto the board on his butt. What he didn’t expect was hitting his head as he slid past the board. The world went black.

The diving board made a horrifically alarming noise as it flung him into the water.

You immediately look to the deep end. It sounded like someone had fallen or smacked the board on the way in. You see a shadow in the pool and wait a moment for it to surface. It doesn’t.

“Brendon!” Dallon shouts as he swims frantically toward him.

Oh shit, was it hot guy?!

Regardless, your training magically kicked in. You blew your whistle long and hard as you ripped off your visor and sunglasses, jumping off of your platform. You asserted to an onlooker to call 911. You dove in and quickly reached him, putting his hands above his head and pulling. You shoot to the surface.

Dallon scrambles out of the pool, completely horrified.

You float him with your noodle, still holding his hands together above his head, just like they taught you in class. You notice a small amount of blood diffusing in the water and you see it’s coming from the back of his head. You back pedal to the edge of the pool and his tall friend was there standing on the cement. The man who works the concession stand had evacuated the pool and had all the patrons leave the area. Thank god.

“I need you to keep his arms together like that and support his head as best as you can,” You directed the friend. Despite the anxiety in his eyes, Dallon obeyed and pulled him out of the water with your assistance.

You were on the kneeling next to him in no time. Dallon is a nervous wreck, overwhelmed by how quickly their fun afternoon at the pool has become a life or death situation.

You lean over to check Brendon’s breathing while pressing two fingers to his neck to check for a pulse.

“Got a pulse, no breathing,” You say to no one in particular. Dallon begins to panic but tries his best to hold it together. You are reaching for the mask attached to your hip. “I need you to sit behind him and place a hand on both sides of his head and keep it still,” You direct the tall friend calmly. He nods and quickly does as he’s told.

You hold the mask over Brendon’s face and give a single rescue breath with no response. You give one more and his eyes flicked open as he spat up a little water and then choked down some air with a gasp. You remove the mask.

You look to the tall friend and ask him quietly, “What’s his name?”

“Brendon Urie,” He replied.

“Hey Brendon, can you hear me?” You call to him while pulling on a pair of gloves from your pack. He nods as much as he can, his tired eyes drifting lazily to you.

“Brendon, are you having any trouble breathing right now?” You ask.

“No,” he replied with a hoarse voice.

“Good. Are you feeling pain anywhere?” you inquire.

“My head,” He replies with a wince.

“Your head? Okay.” You move your hand over each area of his head. He shuts his eyes hard when you touch the back. You pull your hands away and there is a bit of blood on them. Nothing horribly concerning though. “Hurts right there?”

“Yeah,” He confirms.

“How about your neck?” You ask, running your fingers down the back of his neck. “Or your back?”

“No,” He replied.

“Can you tell me what happened?” You ask.

“The diving board... My head... So dark.” He replied, putting the pieces together. You can hear sirens coming near and you are grateful that you will have help soon. He suddenly started to struggle about, his eyes becoming wide. “Sick,” He managed to mumble.

“Okay,” you comfort quickly, as you rolled him onto his side. Dallon adapted his hold on Brendon’s head just as you would have told him to. Brendon threw up some more water and started coughing, trying to suck down air. “That’s okay,” you continued to comfort him, “Get it out.”

His coughing fit came to a close and he started to roll onto his back so you followed suit and supported him. You then placed a hand on his shoulder and began to stroke your thumb over his wet skin. He looked directly up at you with his eyes a bit clearer.

“You’re beautiful,” He said softly with a little smile.

“Yeah, so are you,” You joked lightly, rolling your eyes. You’re entertained by his disorientation. You quickly move on with the rest of your assessment.

Once the paramedics arrived, you gave them transfer of care. You helped them package him up and he was loaded in the ambulance.

“I’m sorry, what was your name?” You turn and ask the tall friend.

“Dallon,” He replied, extending his hand, looking to you for an introduction.

“Y/n,” you replied taking his hand, “Dallon, you did great helping your friend. Thank you so much,” you commended him honestly. He really was a great help.

“Thank you so much for taking care of him,” Dallon replied. “He is usually an idiot, but he really went all out today,” He smiled a bit, wanting to make light of the situation.

“Well I’m glad I could help,” You reply.

Dallon nodded gratefully, climbing up into the ambulance.

You laid awake all night replaying the day in your mind. Was there anything you could have done better? Faster? Or anything you missed?

Honestly, being a life guard was no big deal. A few months of class and then a test and you’re certified. A bunch of your friends are lifeguards. You typically spend your whole shift daydreaming and getting spectacular sunburn lines. 

Sometimes you would deal with little injuries, like kids falling on the pavement (after you’ve REPEATEDLY told them to stop). You never really expected to do a rescue in your career, let a lone a head and neck injury rescue.

You heard that Brendon had spent the night in the hospital. You decide to go check on him and see how he was. Head and neck injuries can be very serious, so you were really concerned.

You stop at Walgreens for a gift before you leave, then drive over to the hospital and go to the front desk.

“Hi, I’m here to see Brendon--Brendon Urie?” You asked.

“And what’s your relationship to the patient?” The secretary asked.

“I’m his sister, Y/n Urie,” You lie easily, with a polite smile.

“Okay, great. Here is an ID badge,” she said, handing you a sticker, “His room is 338, so take that elevator to the third floor and a nurse can show you to his room.”

You thank her and follow her directions to the third floor. You spot a nurse and ask her about his room number. She leads you to the door and you knock gently. You poke your head in to see what you’re about to walk into.

You see Brendon, sitting up in bed chatting with Dallon. They look to you and immediately recognize you.

“Hey!” Brendon greeted you enthusiastically, as Dallon gives you a wave.

“Hi, I’m sorry to barge in, I just wanted to come see how you’re doing,” you said cautiously, “I’m--”

“Y/n,” he finished for you, “My savior!” He replied with a laugh.

“That’s me,” You giggled, approaching his bedside. “So how are you feeling? How’s your head?”

“I’m great!” he replied happily, “I hacked up some more water, they put some stitches in my head, and I’m being discharged today. I have a concussion, but other than that, I’m good as new!”

“Oh I’m so happy to hear that,” You say, so relieved you could cry. How did he still look so fucking attractive in a hospital bed with a bandage on his head? No one is supposed to look hot when they’re in the hospital. It just wasn’t fair.

“So, I didn’t come empty handed,” You started, “I come bearing a ‘get well soon’ gift for you!”

“Oh yeah?” He asked in anticipation.

You weren’t so sure about your gift when you bought it, but now that you’re in the room and truly having a conversation with him, you knew it would be okay. He’s clearly a humorous guy.

You pulled a package of water wing floaties out of your bag, handing it over to him with a smile. Brendon and Dallon start laughing so hard, and you can’t help but join in.

“Oh my god,” Brendon said nearly in tears, “That’s amazing.”

You all couldn’t stop laughing. His laugh was the most adorable thing you had ever heard. It was so genuine. You finally calm down.

“Wait, wait, take a picture of us,” Brendon said to Dallon, handing him his phone. Dallon takes it and steps back. You lean in with Brendon and he holds up the floaties. Your heart beat picks up and you feel all giggly, being so close to Brendon.

“That’s great,” Dallon chuckled, snapping the photo and handing it back to Brendon for you both to look at. It’s a perfect picture.

“Okay, I’m going downstairs for lunch,” Dallon says, “Do you guys want anything?”

He looks to you and Brendon and you both shake your heads.

“I’m fine, thanks,” You reply. Dallon nods and walks out of the room. You realize you’re alone. With hot [drowning] guy. Oh god.

“Man, I am very lucky you’re good at your job,” Brendon said.

“I do my best, guarding lives and what not,” you replied with mock-arrogance. He smiles at you. Your heart skips a beat. You can’t believe he thinks you’re funny. Or even remotely interesting in any way.

“Do you remember much of it?” You ask curiously. Does he remember calling you beautiful?

“Most of it,” he said with a knowing smirk.

“Oh really?” you asked with a suspicious smile.

“I remember telling you that you were beautiful,” He said quietly, “and I meant it.”

Your heart stops. You might be flat lining. At least you’re in a hospital...

“And well, I didn’t really get to have my kiss of life,” He trailed off with a suggestive tone.

You smile and cover your reddening face in embarrassment.

“I think I can do that,” You nod with a giggle. He pats the spot on the bed next to him. You sit facing him and he holds your hip to support you. You place a hand on his firm chest, leaning in close. He takes your cheek into his hand and pulls you to him, his lips locking onto yours. He kisses you so gently.

His lips are soft against yours. You can still smell the chlorine in his hair.

As you pull away, Brendon breathes deeply.

“Ah,” he sighs satisfied, putting on that goofy smirk again and joking, “I feel so alive.” You laugh.

“You know, most guys just get a girl flowers or something,” you informed him humorously, “You don’t have to drown to get my attention.”

“Well, it worked!” He shot back, chuckling. “Now that I have your attention, do you want to go on a date with me?”

You ponder his question.

“As long as it’s non-aquatic,” you nod.

“Definitely,” He smiles.

A/N: Woop there it is. Like/Reblog if you’re feelin’ it!

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AH: ⋛⋋ it ⋌⋚ AH: ⋛⋋ is ⋌⋚ AH: ⋛⋋ TIME!!! ⋌⋚ AH: ⋛⋋ https://youtu.be/Woeao_ZLlR8?t=31 ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ur welcome ⋌⋚

MN: thE fuck did .I just walk into

AH: ⋛⋋ magic. ⋌⋚

MN: that looks lEss likE magic and morE likE somEonE nEEds to lay off thE mEad

TT: shouldn'T you be busy (\/)rushing on your besT friend bird boy TT: lololoplololololololololo

AH: ⋛⋋ um???? excuse u???? ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ i dont have a crush on caelon thats dumb ⋌⋚

TT: you TT: heard TT: me TT: nerd TT: bird

TT: youre dumb

AH: ⋛⋋ ur dumb >:v ⋌⋚

TT: no you

AH: ⋛⋋ also MN u wouldnt recognize magic if it was right in front of ur nose ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ http://taimatrolls.tumblr.com/post/139073378698/edward-glock40-hands-finally-this-meme-gets-an ⋌⋚

MN: .I. rEcognizE thE magic of intErnEt mEmEs

AA: omgggg, that shit is classic.

AH: ⋛⋋ hell yeah!!! ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ finally. ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ someone who understands tru beauty ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ;v; ⋌⋚

AA: y. only one flaw: therne's, like, zerno birnbs, dude.

AA: so lemme ftfy.

AA: https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-TcLxlkc2pA

AH: ⋛⋋ dyhfcjfkg ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ lmao ron ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ like if u cry every time ⋌⋚

TC: Lemme smaaaaash

AH: ⋛⋋ no ron ;< ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ go find becky :/// ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ http://taimatrolls.tumblr.com/post/133649685023 ⋌⋚

TC: You wa~t sum fuk?

TT: This is The dumbesT sTuff ive seen and i've seen rikkin in person

AH: ⋛⋋ i guess u havent seen urself in the mirror lately then lmaooo ⋌⋚

TT: yeah i have and i am beauTiful

AH: ⋛⋋ (=v=) ⋌⋚

TT: even when i am asleep on sTarla's (\/)ou(\/)h i look fanTasTi(\/)

AH: ⋛⋋ so u dont mind if i post those snaps here then ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ (ov~) ⋌⋚

TT: i mean sure, i am jusT hoping ThaT you donT geT Too jealous

AH: ⋛⋋ why would i get jealous??????? ⋌⋚

TC: After~oo~ drama - ! love !t

TT: be(\/)ause i goT To be (\/)loser To sTarla Than you were able To geT To (\/)aelon duh

MN: oh .MY. god thE mEmE magic is too strong MN: no .I.m out .I. haVE to kick somEonEs ass byE

AH: ⋛⋋ ???? ⋌⋚

TC: OOOOOOHHHH

AH: ⋛⋋ what u cuddled her? ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ big deal ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ive known her for sweeps n shes kinda cuddly to me too nerd lol ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ besides, why would i be jealous of u when i got a face like this just saying http://68.media.tumblr.com/40772c20bdf201449fb18ddc8d14d4de/tumblr_oatnerlI131sjachbo2_400.png ⋌⋚

TC: The gree~ o~e has a po!~t, they're adorable

AA: !!

AA: !!!!!!

TT: and i am adorable Too i am jusT Trying to find my phone

AA: omg, arne you the kid frnom the alley?? >:}

AH: ⋛⋋ (~vo) ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ... ok first of im not a kid just bc im short!! im almost 8 ⋌⋚

TC: A small l!ttle w!ggler

AH: ⋛⋋ second of all idk??? who r u??? ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ur just jealous im younger but still more beautiful ⋌⋚

AA: i am supern fucking wounded you obvs did not google my shit. like, supern supern wounded. like, knife thrnough the pumpbiscuit wounded.

TT: http://i.imgur.com/PoQgD4B.png TT: yeah i am sorry buT There is more Than one horse in This (\/)uTe ra(\/)e okay TT: and i am in The lead

AH: ⋛⋋ ???? ⋌⋚

AA: ~// HELLO CITICINS!!! \~ AA: ~// THE SPARK IN THE NIGHT HAS RETURNED AGAIN!!! \~

AA: ~// (Hi! Who are all of you? :D) \~

TC: Who the fuck

AH: ⋛⋋ i still win taskur get lost bye ⋌⋚

AA: siparna!! duh. AA: unless yrn anothern fluff topped grneenie. in which case, _lmao._

AH: ⋛⋋ and uhhh??? i mean i meet a lot of ppl in the alley- ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ OH ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ ITS U ⋌⋚

AH: ⋛⋋ :DDD :D :DD ⋌⋚

TT: hey (\/)an you guys shuT The fu(\/)k up and pay aTTenTion To me

AH: ⋛⋋ no ⋌⋚

AA: ~//I PAY ATTENTION WHEN I WANT TO PAY ATTENTION!!!\~

AH: ⋛⋋ and my name is rikkin uvu ⋌⋚

AA:~//Cool I'm Tallow :D \~

AA:~//Does anyone here like Supertroll\~

TT: i haTe all of you

AA: ~//Wildfire spots his newest archenemy\ ~ AA: ~// The likes of which can almost be compared to the aquatic atrocity \ ~

AA: see, i know a rmiccin, so I was like: nnnn that is T Ö T E S not the name, and AA: uH. >:}

AA: dnw, tt, i think the pupa likes you.

ID: let's pay even less attention to tt and pay attention to me.

TC: H! S!para

AA: ~//I'm not a pupa I'm 6 shut up\ ~

AH: ⋛⋋ omg ⋌⋚

TC: Go away Hadea~

ID: hmmm.... nah.

MD: Dude no that's still pupa age. AA: ~//Who asked you!!! >:C \ ~

AH: ⋛⋋ brb i gotta check on the food ⋌⋚

TT: ki(\/)ks dirT everywhere

TC: Gasps

AA: SDLKosdfhsdfkjf;sdf jldfskjlkjlkjlJ AA: sdlkjFSDLkAHAHAAHHHH AA: ~//THE VILLAIN HAS TRIED TO CUT OFF MY LINE TO MY ALLYS!!\ ~ AA: ~//THIS IS WHAT I MUST DEAL WITH IN MY HEROIC PURSUITS!!!\ ~ MD: Or you could try not playing dumb wriggler games in public chats MD: That works too

TT: (\/)hill

AA: arne we all rnoleplaying now?? AA: bc i'm outies, holy shit.

ID: as a guy wearing fairy wings right now.

TC: I roleplay that ! have a soda

ID: i can say you're all losers.

AA: ~//What \~ MD: What

TC: !s th!s how you do !t

AA: ... did you make a hat forn yrn lusus??

ID: no, asshole is getting enough love. people keep fucking feeding him.

AA: and n, n, you gotta say I DUMP THE CAN ON TC'S HEAD AA: duh.

ID: instead of me. it's a fucking travesty.

AA: they'rne feeding him and yrn not stealing the food??

AA: ~// Why are you a fairy? \ MD: Why are you wearing the wings in PUBLIC???

AA: wtf, it's like yrn not hungrny at all. f a K e.

ID: i don't eat hay sip.

ID: i'm fae as fuck right now.

ID: peeps keep asking me to make them wings though lol.

MD: Tallow I think we should lea:ve AA: ~// Why??? >:C \ MD: Because you're too little to hear about this AA: ~//AM NOT!!! \

TC: ! stop AA from dump!~g the ca~ o~ my head a~d the~ dump !t o~ the!r head

TC: Yay, we're roleplay!~g!

AA: ~// Wait what??? D: \ MD: Not you, dumbass.

AA: fucking success. see, we'rne prnos now. AA: beeteedubs, I totes meant TT. wtf all you peeps got TS for??

MD: Was any of that actual words.

TC: Do~'t make fu~ of S!para

MD: I'm not. MD: I'm asking what language Sipara is speaking.

ID: sip get to the faire already. =>:I

AD: oO hiiiii~ Oo

AD: oO it's looking very red in here today~ Oo

AA: I'm like an hourn out, fuck offffffff.

ID: red is best so.

AD: oO well red is very pretty so! Oo

AA: come out and fight these cullbait fucking drniverns so they'll stop drniving like they'rne petting theirn goddamn lusus with both hands, and, like, we will be therne S Ö Ö N E R. >:}

ID: tell them the fucking fairy prince will have their heads. =:P

AD: oO pfffft what Oo

AD: oO are you a fairy princess now Oo

ID: prince.

AA: n idk, ad, but you can lrnn2rnead orn stfungtfo, ikwim.

AA: >:P

AD: oO well i'd love to learn to read Oo AD: oO but i don't think you sound like a very good teacher! Oo

AD: oO but my sincere apologies for dishonoring the fairy prince Oo

AA: girnl, i am the best schoolfeed evern, soz. >:} AA: and yyy, good, will shout out abt the fairny prnince next time someone rnefuses to pass.

AA: strnike F E A RN in theirn H E A RN T S.

ID: on it.

AD: oO yes of course Oo AD: oO you cannot pass through this Oo AD: oO the court of the fairy prince Oo AD: oO who is really very scary! Oo

AD: oO may his sparkly powder sprinkles spell your demise Oo

ID: i feel like i'm being mocked. =:P

AD: oO of course not sir fae Oo

ID: good. because like. having fins is just as weird as having wings.

AD: oO hehe Oo AD: oO if you say so~ Oo

ID: totes did. is anyone here actually at the fair yet.

AA: phern is at the fairn alrneady, he got therne, like. yesternday?? AA: bc he does not believe in nornmal shit like S L E E P I N G.

AD: oO i just got here! Oo

ID: i'm having a hard time finding him. but then i haven't looked at a map. because stalls are distracting.

AA: his boytoy might be therne too, idefk. >:} uhh. prnobs the mossball.

AA: .. idk anyone else.

AA: call him!! AA: orn go chill with bubbles. strnangern dangern, whassat.

ID: i am having my stranger danger meter filled already, no bubbles needed.

SS: (I want it on record that texting and driving is, like, extra terrifying when its on a vehicle that definitely requires both hands to steer.) SS: (And on a totes unrelated note, I think Sipa might be anglin to kill us both! (\quq/) )

ID: what a way to go tho sip. i guesss i should call pheres. see what my getup is going to be.

AD: oO did you at least remember to wear your helmet Oo

TC: Psst Hadea~, what w!ll you be wear!~g there? ! wa~t to f!~d you so ! ca~ stuff po!so~ !vy dow~ your sh!rt

ID: that's implying i'll be wearing a shirt!

TC: Oh that makes th!~gs so much eas!er!

ID: =:P just enjoy the fucking faire and try to have fun for once.

ID: without hurting someone.

ID: you fucking weirdo.

TC: God ~o

AA: W E H A V E A R R I V E D.

ID: finally.

AA: don't sass me, brnah. therne was trnaffic. AA: and lal squalling in my flaps, A N D on my phone. AA: did you know he texted me to say, i was going2fast??

AA: like, stfu, stop starning at the speedometern and look at yrn damn phone. >:P

ID: i am all sass. i am the s a s s i e s t.

AA: n, soz, p surne that goes to prnisma.

ID: prisma isn't here to defend the crown so i rule. =>:P

AA: wherne you at, anyway?? AA: turns out i totes lied, btw, phern was off doing goth shit and not at his booth at A L L.

ID: no fucking wonder i couldn't find him. i'm at the shopping area.

SA: someone said my name.

SA: I woke up from my nap specifically becauseof this.

SA: I'm joking, my clairvoaynce is not that strong.

ID: are you at the fair yet?

AA: but is yrn clairavoyance??

AA: >:P

ID: i hope you didn't nap through your stop.

AA: .. how the fuck did you nap aftern drninking coffee??

AA: cappachino. w/e.

ID: maybe caffeine doesn't afect prisma too.

AA: i think he fell asleep again. so, like, obvs it doesn't. >:}

AA: orn else he needs to pourn morne down his chute.

SA: Sorry, I was unpacking. I am at my hotel now, actually.

SA: The caffiene only worked for so long.

SA: I will... change soon, and then I will go to the fair.

SA: Yes?

AA: yyyyyyyy.

[gulescamisade]

Minnesota:  Day 4

JAKE: -Another night is going by, he's pretty sure. And he's so sweaty, hungry, and thirsty. If their captors had left food or water for him, Jake promptly turned it down as he felt was the NATURAL THING TO DO. He heard what became of those mushroom tests from LOWAS. None of this was exactly ideal... He groans miserably, rubbing his tum of awful hunger pains. The headaches and dry throat.-

JAMES: -continuing his meditation and fasting. Energy continues to be conserved and though he is hungry, it's not the worst he's experienced. He only hopes the fact that it's gone quiet these past few hours can only be a good thing. No news is good news, James tells himself. It's the only thing he can do.-

ROXY: =Things seem quiet..... she leans against her wall and tap tap........ who's next to her. TAPS=

JAMES: -The only one who is paying attention is James. Leans back to the wall and taps in response.-

JAKE: -curled up in a ball, having cried himself into another headache nap.-

ROXY: =Baby no........ she taps out [HOLD ONTO YOUR BUTT] in morse code then POOFs over into the next cell.=

JAMES: -sitting crosslegged with his whole button up and slack combos. Professional even in these dire circumstances. James looking a little haggard what with his hair out of place, but still alert. Ready for action if need be.- ROXY.

JAMES: ....I AM RELIEVED TO SEE YOU.

JAMES: YOU ARE NOT HURT, ARE YOU?

ROXY: =She's definitely been sweating but she didn't wanna flaunt her powers too much since they expect shit of her but... she can't just. Let them go without. Whoever else is here. She rushes over to him too= glad 2 see u too im fine

ROXY: u gotta grocery list? im ur gal call me target cuz wal marts 2 trashy and im the height of supermarket class

ROXY: not whole foods class tho thats borderin in2 pretentious

JAMES: -knits his eyebrows.- ...ARE YOU OFFERING FOOD?

ROXY: anythin u need that u can hide and food definitely

JAMES: -nods promptly- WATER. DRIED FRUIT. CRACKERS. PROTEINS. ANYTHING WITH NUTRITIONAL VALUE.(edited)

ROXY: gotcha =she finger waggles up a storm dropping two sturdy sacks of water, dried fruits in thin bags along with crackers and little bite-sized pieces of protein bars=

JAMES: -seems to be wiggling something out of the sole of his shoe.-

JAMES: -as it turns out, it is a single playing card. Flips it over the supplies as kind of single-slot emergency sylladex and stores it away.-

JAMES: I CANNOT EXPRESS MY GRATITUDE. BUT QUICKLY.

JAMES: TEND TO THE OTHER PRISONERS. JAKE IS HERE.(edited)

ROXY: =That's so cool... and a good idea= hope u dont mind me stealin ur idea.....

ROXY: =gestures to the other wall= is he over here u think? =taps??? TAPS=

JAMES: IT'S QUITE POSSIBLE. -What with hearing him yowl up a storm before.-

JAMES: TREAD CAREFULLY.

ROXY: never but ill try =two finger salute and BLIPS into the cell next to James'=

JAKE: -lying huddled in his corner like a sad dog, his back turned towards the door. Something about the BLIP stirs him awake, however, and he begins to wake up. Squinting with a bleariness around.- ....Rock and rolloxy?

ROXY: .....baby...... :C

ROXY: i gotta make it quick but do u need a hug?

JAKE: -it even hurts to cry but he's doing it anyway, rolling up to sit.- Yes... 8'C

ROXY: awww cmere =quickly shuffles over to give him a big strong hug=

ROXY: tell me wut u need and we can work it out... idk where we are and idk how many of us are in here....

ROXY: idk where everyone else is

JAKE: -weeps into her shoulder. Two smelly baras hugging it out.- Ive no idea either. Its—

JAKE: Cant i know if my sons are alright?? Oh rox its so cruel.

ROXY: i... wish i knew jakey boy.... if i could id get us a thing to try n get in2 this system but... that needs time and theyd be onto me lol...... not lol

ROXY: but well get outta this mess

JAKE: -scrubs at his face, so blotched and red with tears.- Well... well bust out of here! I know we will!

JAKE: And when we do they wont even know what hit them!

JAKE: Id do so right now if you gave the word. -looks off.- Maybe...

JAKE: Someone can help us?

ROXY: maybe but right now we can help each other =cups his face and kisses his forehead= ROXY: ill go scopin later.... try 2 see whats up

ROXY: maybe i can find every1

ROXY: but rn tell me what u need

JAKE: -smiles for the first time in a few days, warmed by the gesture. But then remembers what he's doing.- Shit uhh—

JAKE: Water and substantial edibles i think is a good start. -rubs his sad empty tum.-

ROXY: its the best start =smiles back at him then gets to work just giving him the same supplies she gave James= just hide em when someone comes u kno

ROXY: prison smugglin drills

JAKE: !!!

JAKE: Cripes this is just like magic...

JAKE: ... -looks around his cell.-

JAKE: Where ought i hide it?

ROXY: mmm ..... i might hafta steal a idea i saw from james hes ur neighbor btw

ROXY: =focuses......... tries to make the one dump sylladex card= this might work i think slip it in ur mustache lol or just like somewhere discreet

JAKE: Holy moly! -accepts the 1 dump sylladex card if she manages it.- Is this what i think it is?

JAKE: -Automatically believing that it's a 1 dump sylladex card so whether she DOES manage it, the card is already what she intends it to be.-

JAKE: -giving it a look over- :D

JAKE: -tucks it into the safety of his back pocket. Sitting on it now.-

ROXY: =bless u jake= good beans bby

ROXY: ill be back sometime keep ur spirits up ok?

JAKE: Yes ma am o whamma! -salutes her swiftfly. His spirits are in much better places than they were before.-

ROXY: good! =poof, she's outta there=

JAKE: -brimming with hope now and makes swift work of these dried fruits. Chugs what he can of the water.-

JAKE: -wiping off his mustache, he feels his willpower RENEWED. Better than ever.-

JAKE: -And if Roxy can pull her magic off, why the blazes can't he??? Jake rolls to stand, channeling that spark of hope to manifestation.-

(DIRK): -he puts the MAN in MANIFEST. extends leg, here is brain ghost dirk.-

(DIRK): Hey, that's the first time you summoned me consciously and not as the result of a homoerotic fantasy. Good job.

JAKE: -jumps as his voice comes up but brightens his scruffy self up immediately.- Dirk!

JAKE: Brain ghost! Youre here!

(DIRK): Yeah.

(DIRK): What are you gonna do with me now that I'm here? -lol and then what-

JAKE: -swiftly whaps the ishades off his face.- Give me that!

(DIRK): What the fuck. -covers his face. DON'T LOOK AT ME. he's being ironic mostly-

JAKE: -thrusting them onto his own face. Instant computer.- Hoo. Alright now. I need to contact the crew.

JAKE: Mind if i hornswoggle you of your pester client? Of course you do! -logging into his account.-

(DIRK): My pester client is imaginary, but alright.

JAKE: Huh? No its not? -It's not, Dirk. Look at it working. How??? Magic is how.-

(DIRK): -fucking incredible-

(DIRK): -obnoxiously hovers behind him-

(DIRK): It's almost like you have the ability to make anything a reality.

JAKE: -typing frantically, heart hammering as it actually DOES seem to work.- Shut up will you???

(DIRK): A dude summons you into his realm of existance just to tell you to shut up. Nice one.

JAKE: -Seeing everyone online makes his insides lurch painfully so he's only half paying attention to BGD. His franticness making his eyes water again as in the middle of the message, the connection severs.- Its—

JAKE: Its breaking up! -says with his concentration fizzling.-

(DIRK): Well don't give up.

(DIRK): Do something about it.

JAKE: Im trying damn you! Cant you see?? -says, clutching at the shades.-

(DIRK): And I'm telling you to try harder.

(DIRK): You have it in you to do this.

JAKE: -practically choking with frustration and wills the last bit of connection out of sheer spite. The last message gets through before cutting off completely.-

(DIRK): ...

(DIRK): There you go.

JAKE: -He is just never going to stop being tearstruck at this point. Obligatorily hands BGD his shades.-

JAKE: -His vision is swimming as his hand drops, looking at brain ghost now. Dirk knows Jake loves him doesn't he? Of course he does, a voice tells Jake predictably. It's what he wants to hear, it's the truth that he knows deep down in his heart and it's what BGD was basically scripted to say.-

JAKE: -So why was he still so miserable? He's gotta ask anyway.-

JAKE: He knows i love him right? Id do anything for him?

(DIRK): ... Of course he knows that.

(DIRK): He's probably driving himself up a wall cuz he can't tell you the same thing.

JAKE: -wipes at his nose.- I miss him something tremendous.

JAKE: You would think dodging near death experiences on a regular basis would make this easier to bear. But it doesnt.

JAKE: It really doesnt.

(DIRK): They're coming for you, you know. -he knows this because jake has to know this.-

(DIRK): ... -offers jake his hand to hold-

JAKE: -takes the hand, too dried up to cry in earnest anymore. His shoulders only sag.- At least i have you.

(DIRK): You'll always have me.

JAKE: -keeps their fingers twined together but gives up once their shoulders brush. Just rests his head against BGD, tired all over again.- Jeez louise dirk....

JAKE: Youre always so.

JAKE: You.

(DIRK): It's no coincidence. -leans on him too-

(DIRK): That's the way you want me to be.

JAKE: Shucks. Then i must be stock full of good ideas. -lets his eyes start to drift closed...-

(DIRK): Must be. -yes shhh sleep. it'll get better soon. just believe in that, jake-

JAKE: -having close company to fall asleep with is infitintely better than sleeping alone. Jake has decided this here and now.-