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[alexeeeeeeeeeee]

Obey Me! Masterpost

Welcome to all the Obey Me! fans, this is the masterpost of this universe ^^! Within these lines, you'll be able to find my main headcanon storyline of the game plot (and events), as well as analysis evolving around my OC and his relationship with the other characters, and world building posts about chronology of events and timeline/history.

For the storyline, I'm starting from the very bottom (aka season 1 of the OG) and I follow the order of publication of the next seasons → OG seasons 1, 2, 3, 4, then Nightbringer seasons 1 and 2

Events will published in order of parution as well, but in a separated section from the main story.

Analysis will pop up now and then according to my mood or questions on a specific subject concerning my MC.

Chronology is a following in real time of now adventures

Timeline is my own interpretation of the OM past important world developments through the ages until the beginning of the exchange program.

If you enjoy what you read, don't hesitate to go check my other works! Have fun in the OM universe ^^!

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MAIN STORY

Book One ⤷ Lesson One | Welcome to Devildom! ⤷ Coming soon...

EVENTS

Book One ⤷ Coming soon...

CHRONOLOGY

Of Book One (main story) ⤷ Chronology I Of Book One (events) ⤷ Chronology I.I

TIMELINE

Of Book One ⤷ Coming soon...

ANALYSIS

⤷ The meaning of Goh ⤷ ...

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For any questions or analysis requests, don't hesitate to ask via my questions section!

alexe

[neurovarious]

so yknow the "AAA battery" joke with aspec identities? well there's a lot of versions of that whether its Aro/Ace/Agender or Aro/Ace/Autistic, but... theres so many other A's too: Abro, Aplatonic (and other Aspec orientations), Androgyne, Abinary, Atrinary, Alterhuman, ADHD and more- you get it.

so, i wonder... how many As can one battery have???

[viyojo]

Triple Booyah!

[pudgy-planets]

The sailor guardians’ semen and milk are extremely calorie-dense and a single teaspoon equals an average person’s daily caloric intake. Ingestion of the cosmic cum and divine dairy induces rapid weight gain, excessive belching and lactation, swelling of breasts and rear, and increased sex drive. Please consult a doctor before consuming the product.

Or don’t.

I’m not your parent.

Minus the last bit, this is precisely the kind of disclaimer Ami would give beforehand-

[harukaenthusiast]

(gripping the floor) the arven brain rot got worse . I Don’t Know HOW. i didn’t think it COULD get worse . the epilogue does things to you and fuelling your interest in a fictional character times a quadrillion is apparently one of them . How did we get here. Are you FYCKING kidding me

[hiyojun]

i’m a firm believer of my drawings never improve but i’ve been redrawing one of the drawings lost in the ipad factory reset of 2023 and i compared it to a random photo i happened to have of the old one and the new one is so drastically better i feel insane. like wtf even happened

[teardropwolf]

if I ever get annoying for asking for clarification, I'm sorry

I need to double check to make sure. I ask so I'm not getting myself confused and stuff.

[mothmanns]

HAPPY VALENTINES DAYYY <33

[definitelynotplanetfall]

It would totally not make me cry more about losing this computer I’ve had since 2014 if someone did a playthrough of the creeper world maps I made in 2014

[idk-redstone]

ok this is so dumb to get mad at but

my friend and i are almost done w skyfactory 4 and one of the thinks you need to do is build a 24x24x24 nuclearcraft reactor

so we did the calculations and crafted the thousands of coolers and cells and--

it turns out all you need to do is build the frame and add the controller. you dont even need to turn it on. you dont need to place a single cell

AUGHHH it drives me crazy i want giant pretty nuclearcraft reactor that makes 1mil rf per tick but noooooo we already have the achievement we should be working on other things nooooowwwww

[dandanjean]

Les Quatre Nobles Vérités

Voici un deuxième article d’une série de trois. Il vise à explorer les fondements spirituels et moraux qui doivent guider la coopération et la solidarité dans les communautés. Le premier article va explorer les 10 commandements, celui-ci, les Quatre Nobles Vérités et le dernier, les quatre types de karma selon l’hindouisme. Le but de ces articles n’est pas de convaincre, mais de mettre en…

[suguwu]

double messaging? weak. i'll quadruple message you. i'll octuple message you. i have things to say to you because i love you.

[doyoulikethissong-poll]

Eminem featuring Nate Dogg - 'Till I Collapse 2002

"'Till I Collapse" is a song by American rapper Eminem featuring American singer Nate Dogg, released from his fourth studio album The Eminem Show (2002). Despite never being released as a single, the song has managed to chart numerous times worldwide and was the most streamed non-single of all time on Spotify as of June 2022. In 2012, it was certified double-platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America for selling 2,000,000 copies in the US. This was followed by quintuple-platinum in 2018 and octuple-platinum in 2022.

When Eminem's single "Shake That" (also featuring Nate Dogg) was released in 2006, several Eminem songs re-charted that same week, including "'Till I Collapse". It charted in the UK at number 192 on April 15, 2006. In 2009, it was used in an advertisement for the game Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. It raised digital download sales of the song worldwide considerably, but in Britain the song sold so many copies after the ad aired that it re-charted at number 73, a new peak.

"'Till I Collapse" received a total of 63,7% yes votes! Previous Eminem polls: #27 "Rabbit Run".

[augiewrites]

“psychic” - ray stantz

summary: ray invites a psychic to help them on a job

pairing: ray stantz x psychic!reader

word count: 1.8k

a/n: this turned out so long and is kind of niche but dr. ray stantz if you read this im free on thursday night and would like to hang out. please respond to this and then hang out with me on Thursday night when i’m free.

Spooks and specters aside, Ray liked to think that he was a reasonable, level-headed man.

His friends, however, tended to disagree.

“C’mon, Ray, you can’t believe everything this crack says just ‘cause they’re a smokeshow,” Peter chastised him from the passenger seat.

“I consulted with multiple colleagues before I even thought about using their services. I will have you know that—”

“Ah, and I’m sure those colleagues had a plethora of scientific backing.”

“You weren’t even there,” Ray scoffed, “if you would just set your biases aside for one second, one second—”

“OH, please!”

“—you might actually learn something valuable!”

“You know, this is getting ridiculous, Ray.” Peter shook his head, looking out the window.

“Ridiculous, I’m being ridiculous, that’s rich.” Ray muttered to himself.

Egon’s monotone voice broke through from the backseat, “The accuracy of the reading was quite impressive.” He didn’t bother looking up from the gadget he was toying with.

“Thank you!” “Not you, too!” Ray and Peter exclaimed in unison.

“Look, Ray,” Peter turned in his seat to face his friend, “a few lucky guesses doesn’t mean someone’s qualified.”

“Last I checked, you didn’t have any better ideas.” Ray retorted.

“Just because I don’t have any better ideas doesn’t mean this is our only option.”

Ray cut the wheel sharply into a parking spot, narrowly avoiding the other parked cars as Ecto-1 jerked to a stop.. “Pete, our equipment isn’t giving us accurate readings, the spirit is non-communicative, and there are too many objects to know which one it’s attached to. This discussion. Is. Over.”

Three car doors were flung open—only two slammed shut.

”What happened to ‘I’m not stepping foot in that scammer’s lair’?” Ray threw over his shoulder.

“If you think I’m letting you go in there alone to get manipulated by a con artist, you’re even crazier than I thought,” Peter scoffed, “especially now that Spengler’s compromised.”

“I can assure you that I am not compromised.”

“Whatever, Pete,” Ray pushed open the door to the apartment complex, “just…don’t be yourself.”

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Peter lectured Ray the entire way up to the fifth floor, and was about to octuple down on his argument when the plain door opened, cutting him off.

The psychic smiled warmly at the trio.

”Dr. Stantz, Dr. Spengler, welcome back,” they moved aside, gesturing them into the apartment, “and you must be Dr. Venkman. Welcome, my name’s Y/N.”

Y/N extended a hand, and Peter gave it a brief shake.

“Yeah, pleasure’s all mine.”

If looks could kill, Ray would’ve killed Peter a long time ago.

”Thank you for seeing us on such short notice, Y/N.” What Peter gave in sarcasm, Ray made up for in sincerity.

”It’s no problem at all—please, take a seat.”

Ray promptly sat in the plush chair closest to Y/N, and Egon took the other, leaving Peter sitting on a low cushion on the floor.

Y/N gave them another smile, “What can I do for you gentlemen?”

”Well—“ Peter began, but was promptly cut off by Ray.

”We have a job, you see. A client recently inherited his great-uncle’s estate, but there’s this poltergeist—real nasty one. We think it has an attachment to something in the house, but we can’t figure out what.”

Y/N nodded, “Hm, I see.”

Peter butted in, “These goofs were hoping you’d come to the house and be their ghost hound.”

”Peter.” Ray gave him a warning look.

”And I take it you don’t want my help?” Y/N raised an inquisitive brow.

”I mean, don’t get me wrong. I appreciate that you need to make a living. I’m just not buying it.”

“I am so sorry about him, Y/N,” Ray started.

Y/N just laughed, their focus still on Peter.

“Last week. You were on a date—she was a little too young for you, by the way.”

Peter opened his mouth to speak, but Y/N cut him off.

”You thought you were going to get lucky, but she got cold feet, kicked you out of the car and drove off with your pants. Left you there, hanging in the breeze.”

”How did you—“

”There’s a man with you, he saw the whole thing. Says his name’s Bill. He couldn’t wait to tell someone about it.”

Peter gaped at Y/N, speechless for possibly the first time in his life. Images of his late uncle Bill flashed in his mind. He had always found humor in other people’s misery.

Y/N turned their attention to Ray, who was already looking at them in awe. “I would be happy to help,” they briefly looked over his shoulder with a warm smile, “your mother says hello, by the way. Lovely woman.”

“Th-thank you.” Ray stammered a bit.

“You were actually my last appointment of the day, if you would like to go now.”

Peter shot up from the cushion, heading toward the door. “Great, let’s go.”

He just wanted to get Y/N out of his life before they could reveal anything else about him.

”Don’t mind him.” Ray smiled at Y/N apologetically.

“Oh, trust me, I won’t.” Y/N beamed back, grabbing their things and following Ray out the door.

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Ray guided Y/N into the passenger seat, much to Peter’s chagrin.

He was back to his usual self, leaning up from the backseat and gripping the back of Ray’s seat as he questioned their new addition.

”So these people—spirits—are just watching us at all times.”

”Well, yeah,” Y/N laughed softly, “unfortunately, they don’t have much else to do.”

Peter sat back in his seat, looking mortified.

”Really makes you reconsider how you act, right?”

Peter thought for a moment.

”Nah, nothing Casper can do about it, anyway. Bunch of creeps.”

Ray scoffed. “Very inspirational, Pete,” he snuck a glance at Y/N, “I know I’ll be thinking twice the next time I pick my nose—figuratively speaking, of course. I do not pick my nose.”

“Of course,” Y/N laughed, “but really, you can’t stop living just because you might have a few spectators.”

”See, they get me.” Peter lightly slapped Ray’s arm before he turned into the driveway and put the car in park.

Y/N exited the car, looking up at the house.

”Are the owners home?” They inquired, glancing at Ray.

”No,” he lightly jingled his keyring, “they gave us the spare key while we figure this out.”

Y/N looked back at the house.

”Oh…well, there’s a woman upstairs. She looks upset.”

”Yeah, they must be pretty angry. Keeps throwing things around and killing the power.”

”No,” Y/N frowned, starting toward the house, “she looks…sad.”

Ray followed Y/N, unlocking the door and guiding them to the staircase.

”I think you may have this ghost misunderstood. The energy here is…” Y/N paused, thinking, “low…but I don’t think there’s anyone here that means harm.”

The pair moved through the house, Peter and Egon left down in the foyer.

”Activity has been most concentrated in the master bedroom, the door to your left.” Ray nodded at the slightly ajar door. “We think that what we’re looking for is in there.”

Y/N wordlessly nodded and walked to the bedroom, pausing abruptly in the doorway.

”Oh, hello,” they greeted the air in a soft voice.

Ray craned his neck from the hallway, seeing nothing in the room. Y/N, however, had their eyes trained on the vanity.

”I see…” They shot a solemn look at Ray. “She’s been here for a long time.”

“That doesn’t make sense,” Ray rubbed his chin, “our clients said this activity was new.”

”The activity may be new, but she isn’t.” Y/N now stood by the vanity, lightly trailing their fingertips across the assorted beauty products, jewelry, and papers strewn across the surface. “She stayed back to be with her husband, at first…but now that he’s gone…”

Ray nodded sympathetically, “she doesn’t know how to move on.”

Y/N opened a small drawer with a sigh, picked up an envelope, and gently pulled out a yellowed piece of paper.

”She wrote it for her husband.” Y/N’s eyes scanned the letter. Before long, a tear fell down their cheek and they folded the letter up before reaching back into the envelope and pulling out a small ring.

Y/N slipped both the letter and the ring back into the envelope, wiped the tear from their cheek, and turned to Ray, handing him the letter.

”Here,” their voice sounded small, like they were taking on the pain of the spirit, “you’ll have to burn it…hopefully she can find him.”

Ray silently followed them out of the room, out of the house, and back into the car. Peter was asking Y/N and Ray a new question every other second, but Ray simply brushed him off as Y/N rested their head on the window, looking drained.

The rest of the drive was quiet, and Ray offered to walk Y/N to their apartment upon arrival. He shot Peter a look, silently letting him know to not follow.

The silence continued the whole way to their door, where Y/N cleared their throat and looked at Ray. “Thank you for walking me.”

”It’s no problem,” Ray smiled and stuffed his hands in his pockets, rocking slightly on his heels, “it really affects you, doesn’t it?”

Y/N sighed, looking down at their hands, suddenly very interested in the rings adorning their fingers.

”Only sometimes,” Y/N sighed again, “when I’m too empathetic for my own good. I just couldn’t imagine…being left behind like that.”

Ray reached out to lightly grasp their upper arm. “Well, hey…at least there’s folks like you here to help those left behind, right?”

”Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Y/N met his gaze, “thanks, Ray, really.”

”Anytime.” Ray gave their arm a light squeeze and dropped his hand to his side.

Neither of them moved to retreat.

”Well…I’ll let you get back to your work.” A slight blush powdered Y/N’s cheeks, and they suddenly felt embarrassment blooming in their chest.

Before the door could close between them, however, Ray stepped forward.

”Wait!” He blurted, feeling an embarrassment of his own creeping in. “Can I…see you again?”

Y/N gave him that warm smile that made him feel like they were the only two people on Earth.

”You know where to find me.”

Ray lingered at their door for a moment after it closed, feeling light, before retreating back to the car.

”Oh, no!” Peter cried out as Ray slid into the driver’s seat. “I know that look! Don’t tell me you’re gonna start bringing them around on a regular basis—I do not need any more spirits airing out my business.”

Egon cut in from the backseat, “I, for one, would enjoy hearing more of what Bill has to say.”

”Well I never want to hear from Bill ever again,” Peter gave Ray a serious look, “Oh, don’t smile, Ray. It’s a serious breach of privacy. You can’t expect me to—“

Ray turned up the radio, drowning out Peter’s wailings.

He drove into the night, the smile never leaving his face.

[feedthefandomfest]

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second to last comment for @feedthefandomfest!

for this one, I dug around in my bookmarks and found one of my favorite fics from an old fandom: "bliss came with mr. first kiss" by WeAreBTR. I've already left a comment on this one, back in august of last year, but why not? I left another! it's a very sweet and funny Big Time Rush fic in which the main quartet fight over what kissing feels like and carlos has a queer awakening. it's one of my comfort fics, honestly, and it was so nice to get cozy and remind myself how much I love it. only one box to go!

[flambeaufelid]

Just found out about the "Official Zelda Bitch Thread".

Man, I miss this. Not people being idiots about video games and hating on anything that isn't "mature". But this... I don't know... dismissibility?

Like, I just can't take any of these people seriously, you know? People in the thread were losing their shit because Wind Waker wasn't mature enough, while also having an argument about if bitch is a swear word. Most of them type like seven-year-olds.

Shout outs to this guy though:

"thats not the joy i was wanting"

So real for that. There's a sincerity here. Nobody is censoring their opinions, hedging their bets, playing it safe- no matter how stupid they'll look. They weren't concerned that some jackass like me would show up 24 years later to make fun of them. And that's beautiful.

There's also a few folks mad because Super Mario Sunshine was... named that. Like, they think "sunshine" sounds stupid, I guess. Incredible. I would never have even thought to complain about that.

Can you believe people thought this? That little inoffensive things like these were such a nightmare that they needed to be changed?

I'll admit, this actually got a laugh out of me. Sometimes I wonder if we're due a return to potty humor.

What was wrong with this person's brain? Wait, is that bolded part a mod message that was edited on as a warning to the poster? The swearing was the problem??? And the mods didn't edit out the swears?????

Mario is dead? What does this even mean?

Also, this isn't the first post saying Link looks like a girl... Which he doesn't, in Wind Waker? It's hilarious reading these, now that we've had more "mature" and "realistic" Zelda games, and they've octupled down on Link being an androgynous twink.

You can't do this to them Nintendo, their 18 yeas old!!! You've made them %#&$^#&^%$@!#&$ MAD!!!!!!!!!!!