#plus yknow. people who don’t even have ONE place to stay should probably get one before you get your third

[mx-misty-eyed]

remembering the time i was complaining about concert tickets being expensive and my former friend casually just said you could just rent an apartment near a venue for $500 a month so you wouldn’t have to pay for tickets

like. average rent in the us is over 1k (not to mention apartments in a big city where all the concert venues are would probably be more). and that’s not even considering, yknow, leases and security deposits and whatnot. your father is a millionaire landlord and you claim to be a socialist (despite saying that all people should work to, yknow, live while defending ur dad evicting an unemployed drug addict). why do you think that you can just casually rent an apartment for $500 so you don’t have to pay for concert tickets.

[kasaneteto]

ok seeking advice on the roommate situation (anon if u wanna come back….pls do)

probably obvious for anyone who’s been keeping up with these roommate posts from me but he and i are just totally incompatible as roommates. ive come to realize that he’s a friend i really should only he seeing every once in a while and being around him so often is super draining for me. not even talking about the fact that he cant clean or pick up after himself (which has gotten worse again btw) but just the way he is to be around like i cant have a conversation with him because it exhausts me. so heres where i need some advice, preferably from someone who’s been in a similar situation before but I’ll take whatever i can get. how/when should i tell him i don’t wanna be his roommate anymore?? i dont want to sign another lease with him so i know i need to tell him before it get to be close to august but im not sure if now is like. too soon or if its a sooner-the-better type deal yknow. cause i do think i’ll end up being the one to stay in this apartment as ive already found people to replace him… plus i have the two cats. idk. i hope he doesnt expect me to move out and try to find a new place cause thats gonna make things really awkward. anyways how should i approach this lol

tl;dr idk how to tell my roommate that i cant live with him anymore. should i tell him now? the lease renewal is in August. pls tell me what i should do lol

[ffangirlingsince2001]

Nothing Alike: II

Description: Geralt of Rivia has been tasked with taking out a fellow Witcher who has decided to settle down in a town. She has no intention of leaving and Geralt is forced to take matters into his own hands.

Geralt x Reader

Warnings: (future as well as present) violence, angst, smut, fluff, language

A/N: Is that a backstory and angst I smell??

Masterlist

Geralt was enjoying the spring afternoon when she started yelling at him…or at least she tried.

“Ah you’re awake,” he replied to her gagged screams. She was squirming behind him, probably trying to get out of the well placed knots he had tied to ensure she wouldn’t get away when she did finally wake up. He noticed Roach getting restless, annoyed both with the extra passenger and her lack of manners, so Geralt gave her a little shove, sending her toppling to the ground. She hit the ground with a thud and flipped over to glare at him.

If she hadn’t been mad before, she definitely was now. In the fall her gag had come lose and now he was being subject to ever single word she had to say. So much for enjoying the afternoon.

“I should fucking kill you, you fucking coward. Where do you get off kidnapping me?” she howled, struggling against the binds. When she failed, dangerous eyes flashed at him and she snarled. “Let me go now, and I promise I won’t kill you.”

“You’re not really in the position for bargaining.”

“Yet.”

“Say I let you go, what then?”

“I’ll join a convent and repent and pray to God every day,” she began before bursting into laughter and laying in the grass. “I thought I could say it, but even your horse knew that was horse shit, I’m going to go back to where I came from and make some money.”

“Then I can’t let you go.”

“What’s it to you anyways?”

“People already don’t trust Witchers, it’s not going to get any better if word gets around that one is robbing a town of its money.”

“I won it fair and square, no robbery required.”

“Of course, fair and square, with nothing but a genetic mutation on your side.” She sent him another glare, trying to subtly slide the ropes from her legs. “If you try running, I’ll catch you.”

“Oh please, last time you got lucky.”

“No, you underestimated me.”

“Well when you look like that I’m not exactly wowed,” she sneered.

“You talk big game for being the one tied.”

“You think this is the first time I’ve been tied up, c’mon being the only female Witcher who isn’t dying through the trials is sure to make me some enemies. Don’t worry, I took care of them.”

“The only female Witcher?”

“Oh, you haven’t been keeping up with your old school I see. We’re kind of a new idea, most of us die off, actually all of us died off, except me, I lived out of spite. And now I’m being harassed by another Witcher who thinks he’s got some holy purpose, well it turns out you don’t. Go, do whatever you want, stop killing monsters and make a good life for yourself, but before you do all that untie me.”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why not?” she growled, struggling with the knots a little more frantically now.

“They hired me to get rid of you, if I let you go you’ll just go back, and then they’ve wrongfully paid me, plus they think you’re dead.”

“They think I’m what?” she yelled.

“Dead, I told them you were.”

“Then why aren’t I?”

“Do you want to be?”

“Anything is better than being babysat by some holier-than-thou, thousand-year-old, Witcher who wouldn’t know how to have fun if it sprouted out of his big toe.” Geralt closed his eyes and took a deep breath, considering if he should have killed her in that alley. “Why do you want me around anyway?” His anger fizzled away for a moment at that question. It sounded just as biting as the rest, but something else had slithered into her tone, a sliver of self-deprecation perhaps? And it made him think, why did he take her, why when she was nothing but agony in his side did he bother bringing her with him.

“Because I want to know you,” he said and she snorted. She was laughing at him without a care in the world.

“Why on earth would you want to know me.”

“Consider it a study, you’re the first witcher I’ve met who didn’t go right to work, who didn’t take the weight of the world upon yourself and work yourself into nothing but blood and rust mixing with the dirt.”

“Thank you.”

“It wasn’t a compliment.”

“Maybe not to you, but all I heard was, a witcher who knows how to enjoy life.” He snarled and she laughed. “If you’re going to study me you should probably untie me.”

“How about you answer some of my questions and then I untie you.” She considered it for a moment, weighing the pros and cons before she brightened with a grin.

“I’m an open book.” He climbed off his horse and ungracefully pulled her over to a boulder, perching her on top of it. He tied Roach to a tree and took a seat on his own stump.

“How long have you been out of the academy?”

“A couple weeks.”

“How old are you?”

“Geralt, you’re never supposed to ask a woman her age,” she teased, ignoring the annoyed look he sent her. “22, in real time.”

“Young to be a Witcher.”

“Like I said, I’m special,” she sneered.

“What do you mean by special.”

“Fuck if I know, that’s just what they told me.”

“Do you have a guess.”

“A few.”

“Are you going to share?”

“Are you going to make me?”

“No.”

“Then I think I would like to keep it to myself.” He nodded sharply before continuing.

“How long were you in that town.”

“The moment they let me go.”

“Did you try to leave before then.”

“Yes.”

“Where did you go?”

“How do you know I succeeded?”

“The scars above your collar.”  Subconsciously, she raised her shoulders, shifting her collar to cover the pink scars.

“They’re not from escaping, they did other things for escaping, but I tried to go home. I thought I could go back to living with my mother after she sold me out. Guess I was wrong, she sold me out again and got another purse of gold for her trouble. Then they locked me in a box, told me what being caged really felt like.”

“What are the scars from?”

“Various other incidents.”

“So, you were a regular problem then?”

“Of course.”

“Anything in particular stand out?”

“What do you mean by that?”

“I mean any crimes that were really heinous.”

“I killed an instructor once, it was an accident but it still happened.” Geralt didn’t continue for a moment, reading the look of regret on her face. She smiled at him, almost exhausted, praying that he wouldn’t ask her to discuss it further.

“What about the boys at school, did they torment you?”

“All the time, I got used to it.”

“How bad did it get?”

“One time they cornered me late at night, held a knife to my throat and dragged me to the window. They wanted me to admit I was a whore, that I was sleeping with our instructors. I wouldn’t say it though, they threatened me for what seemed like hours, pushing me just a little too far before yanking me back inside, letting my feet slip against the windowsill. They wanted me to beg and scream for help.”

“Did you say it?”

“No.”

“And what happened?”

“They dropped me. I thought I was as good as dead, but I refused to scream, even on the way down. I hit a snow drift and walked away unscathed. They thought I would leave that night so I am pleased to say they were shocked to see me walk in the next day ready to fight.”

“Did you tell anyone?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“If I had told someone they would know exactly who shoved him down the stairs two nights later. His nose is still busted, well was.”

“Was?”

“He was one of the lucky fellows who tried to get rid of me before you came along. He’s the only one it was a pleasure to kill.”

“How many did you kill?”

“Five.” Geralt clenched his fists, she had killed five witchers, more than any monster or mage could claim and he was allowing her to live. Why was he letting her live? “Any other questions?”

“How did you feel when you killed them?”

“Terrible. I buried them, gave each of them a proper burial, except my tormentor of course. I tried to get them to leave me alone, to leave but they just wouldn’t go away. I begged them yknow, pleaded while they tried to kill me. I just wanted to be free but they saw nothing but my blood on their silver bladed sword. Until you came along of course.” He stayed silent, watching her shifting in her bindings.

“Why don’t you want to be a witcher?”

“It was an accident I became one, a curse from God. I should have died, they were willing to let me die. I’m not going to come close to death because of them ever again, not the school, the King, or God himself can make me.”

“What about me.” She glanced at him and grinned but said nothing. He reached over and sliced her bindings with the knife she had stabbed him with the day prior. “Don’t run off, we’re heading towards the moors tomorrow.”

 She was gone the next morning.

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[garrothromeave]

the hell is mystreet season 6??

(warning, long post ahead)

ok so before i start this

1) ive never posted shiiiit on tumblr before so watch me suffer, im just here to talk about stuff that my friends who dont know anything about aphmau have to listen to me rant about for hours on end

2) i havent seen mystreet in like years (except season 3, i watch that frequently since im laurance and shadow knight deprived) so please bear with me because i might be completely wrong on this lol. it’s just like, pointing out things i remember

3) im sure someones already talked about this but who cares

4) im gonna do this stupid thing where i just explain myself a bit at first, if you dont want to read that just skip to the part where you see “the actual thingy:” in bold and italics 

5) mild disclaimer; i am completely aware that jessica is not a professional writer. i know that she did her best to appeal to her fans, and honestly, respect for that. while this post will come off as aggressive and probably look like hate, that’s not my intention in the slightest. it’s just... intense criticism. im sure y’all probably already know that, but yeah, just stating that anyways. i do believe that jess is doing her best, and in no way do i want to dismiss any hard work she’s done. that being said; prepare for a very strongly opinionated post.

haha watch there be 10000+ typos in this making me look like a complete dumbass

ok here we go 

one of the main reasons i stopped watching aphmau back in 2017 was the mess that was season 4. like, in the first few episodes of the emerald secret, i thought “woah!! this is kinda cool, im a sucker for mystery!” because of course i was, it was something new and something exciting. the only problem i had with it at the time was kim, but that’s just because i always found her annoying and out of place. i just didn’t understand why garroth dragged her along and honestly i still don’t to this day BUT, moving on.

anyways, as the season progressed, 13 year old me was of course just “:0!!” the entire time--that is, up until the reveal of the main villain. i remember watching the episode, seeing the reveal of ein, and then stopping. like, just for a quick break, but i was still just overwhelmingly disappointed. like, and this was the time when pdh was airing and ein just got made alpha (i think?) and i had really really liked eins character in pdh. either way, that really sucked and actually opened my eyes to a lot of things.

one of the main things bein’ the fact that this was supposed to be a slice of life kinda series that decided to take a turn to a more edgy kinda approach. which, i guess i regularly wouldnt mind? but seeing as mcd was kinda bein neglected at the time it just didnt sit right with me. BUT WHATEVER, point is i stopped watching mystreet all together at the end of season 4.

like, a whole year later my brother tells me that shit’s getting intense in season 5 + 6 of mystreet, and my brilliant self decided to give it a shot--but i refused to watch all of season 5, so i only stepped in when ein made an appearance. so whenever that was, that’s where i picked up because i didnt care enough to see 

and y’know--i honestly didn’t hate it at first. in fact, i found it oddly cool. it wasn’t enough to get me into aphmau again, but it was enough to where i was intrigued. i dont know why, but i never watched the finale, so i didnt see the ending until just a few weeks ago--but back then, i thought it was neat. looking back on it however... im just so confused. 

side note: only got back into aphmau this time around because of mcd. mainly because like, i adore the first season and the first half of the second season. and being nearly 18 now, im a lot more appreciative of plot and well-written characters n junk. 

the actual thingy:

ok back on track. imma stop spilling out my story of how i got back into aphmau, and lets just skip to what rewatching mcd made me realize of season 6′s plot and shit:

-emmalyn. how the fuck does ghost even remotely exist? if she’s emmalyn as claimed, then why have we already seen emmalyn in the mystreet universe alive? look i get that creators can do whatever they want with their stories but at the same time please provide some sort of explanation good god. and maybe they did and i just havent seen it, so if there is one--let me know. but until that day imma just sit here confused as fuck

-ok so imma just be real, the whole ‘ultima’ thing is just... not great. in my opinion, anyways. like... i saw someone mention this in another post, but if this ultima stuff was like, a really big deal, why isnt it mentioned in mcd? though i suppose since its a curse of sorts, it could be later on past the time period in which mcd takes place--but even then, how did it manage to make its way into aaron’s family bloodline? 

-WHY IS EVERYONE AT STARLIGHT ITS JUST SO CONVINIENT like what happened to this place being the most expensive shit on the planet or whatever, and how the gang happens to run into like, the werewolf trio and blaze and kai and guy and nate all of these people like god damn life doesnt WORK LIKE THAT 

-im sorry but turning people into relics? thats... thats the best you could come up with? plus, like, how does that even work? in mcd it’s established that relics are separate entitles that choose their wielder, based on a ‘personal’ connection (being a descendent of a previous wielder) or if they’re a good match personality and (i think?) moral wise. so the whole turning-people-into-relics doesnt make much sense to be honest. 

-irene really over here using her god powers to only keep her friends alive like god damn not a great god if you ask me 

-can i talk about how incredibly predictable aphmaus death was? like i just kinda sat there waiting for it to happen and when it did i literally went “haha! wonder when she’ll be revived” because god forbid we actually kill off characters 

-when aphmau + demon warlock fought in the irene dimension there was no passage of time whatsoever in the real world whiiiiiiiiich really bothers me because they fought in there for at least a few minutes

-speaking of aphmau and the demon warlocks fight does it bother anyone else that it had to be aaron who took over the fight?? like we get it hes the big protector blah blah blah but god damn it wouldve been cooler if aphmau had fought this battle as her. aaron fighting this battle was so underwhelming

-...love. like, thats the only thing thats needed to break out of a forever potion? love? LIKE YEAH, GOOD GUYS GOTTA WIN SOMEHOW, but its just so cliche and overdoneeee

-oh yeah and also when travis went bonkers and became the demon warlock or whatever, why’d he only take over katelyn and garroth?? like, zane had been influenced by the potions in the past as well? DONT GET ME WRONG--i do love some good brother edge, but uh, the demon warlock was just bein kinda a dumbass by not possessing zane too just sayin’

-can aaron please go to fucking jail for mass murder now like holy shit, he just got sent home on a fuckin boat. also why did blaze forgive him for killing him thats not even remotely realistic. then again, nothing in mystreet has ever been realistic when it comes to characters and motives and personalities, (cough katelyn being actually abusive and travis being an actual pervert) but yknow whatever

-katelyn and kawaii chan literally added nothing to the plot whatsoever. like lets be real, katelyn lost her personality the moment season 5 started and kawaii chan just kinda sits there :I

-ok im sorry this was bound to come up but cmon guys imagine laurances potential if he was in season 6 like god damn this is beyond maddening. AND YOU KNOW WHAT WOULD HAVE BEEN A REALLY REALLY COOL PARRALLEL?? IF IT WAS LAURANCE WHO SNAPPED GARROTH OUT OF HIS MIND CONTROL THING, because it would mimic laurance’s speech to get garroth to snap out of his rage in season 1, episode 100 of minecraft diaries. like how fuckin rad would that have been? missed opportunity 

-also?? why does kim/ghost know magicks?? like, if i remember correctly, emmalyn is a scholar--not someone who knew magicks. i mean, i guess research? study?? but its been established that knowing how magicks works =/= being able to use magicks. i dunno, just doesnt seem right i guess. maybe its explained, i wouldnt know (yes i know that makes me look like a dick leave me alone)

-melissa should have stayed dead. LIKE, NO, ITS NOT AS SIMPLE AS “haha it takes more than a few bullets to kill me”??? look ive got nothing wrong with melissa (cough lie cough) but yknow it would have just been cool a character... stay dead? for once? its just too fuckin cliche that shes alive god damn

-can i also just say the only good thing that came out of season 6 was travis’ dads sacrifice like damn that made me actually sad

-howww was lucinda turned into a relic. or yknow, anyone else? like im sure they explain it better in the actual show i just dont remember, but its just that easy? turning anyone into a relic? granted, a normal person wouldnt be able to produce a good relic, but idk man. IM JUST SAYING; that the only really powerful relics that aphmau should have been able to wield is the one that aaron + zane produced because shad relic and esmund relic moment. lucinda isnt even like, connected to a divine warrior. ALSO, another point, if its seriously that powerful of a relic getting one from just a magic user like lucinda, why go through the trouble? i mean i guess ofc youd want the “all powerful” one that the ultima produces but i mean damn whats the point

-ok this is just going to bother me but in one of the episodes (i think might have been in season 5 actually) where that like, guardian dude was chasing aphmau and zane and at one point they split up and the dude just chuckles at zane diverting paths and goes under his breath “youre not the important one here”, suggesting that aphmau somehow is? first of all, id argue that any ro’meave is significantly more important than aphmau was, especially not knowing much about her other than that shes with aaron. i might be missing some bits an pieces, but if i was that dude id forget about aphmau and go after zane 

-killing off derek for shock factor sucked, and i know the moment was supposed to be really sad because like “oh :( aarons dad is sacrificing himself for his son” but lets be real dereks still was a shitty father and i dont think his reasons for doing what he did was very good at all

-less about plot or more like: why the absolute fuck did the gang bring kim along instead of, oh i dont know, a life-long friend? like, laurance or dante maybe?? im sure its explained, i never saw aphmaus year or most of season 5, but god DAMN id hate to be apart of this friend group AND GOD LIKE, imagine reconnecting with an old friend who ends up getting closer to your best friends and taking priority in their lives over you (cough laurance) like god damn lol

-im just going to preface this one with: i dont remember everything that’s happened, so if im wrong i apologize in advance--but (you actually can correct me if im wrong and please do) didnt like, irene reincarnate her friends in order to give them better lives? I DONT KNOW IF THIS IS TRUE, ITS JUST WHAT I REMEMBER--however, if im correct, then:

a. why the hell would she bring back someone like zane, or gene, or ivy, etc.

b. why the hell do they all have the same exact names? first and last? again, im aware that the whole mystreet+mcd tie wasn’t originally supposed to be there, but i dont think that means such a coincidence can be excused? its just a bit much if you ask me.

c. why the hell is the fact that (as much as i literally hate this) aaron is a decedent of shad being ignored? like, you’d think that something like this would be something thats actually important, or something the demon warlock couldve taken advantage of. or are we completely erasing every other connections to divine warriors besides aphmau + irene? because even if irene did reincarnate them or do whatever it is she did, does she even have the power to sever the connections between them and their ancestors? my guess is, no.

d. speaking of irene why on earth was aphmau able to talk to/see irene, they’re literally the same person are they not? did she like, fuckin reincarnate herself without actually doing it?? BUT--i will give it to them, the demon warlock did refer to aphmau as something along the lines of being “one of the 3 parts of her broken soul” or something like that. however, my point still remains. also what are the other two did i miss that or is it never explained

now; if irene in fact did not ‘reincarnate’ her friends then please ignore that little bit right there :)

but yes, those are a few of the problems i have with season 6 off the top of my head. i would go into like, season 4 and 5 more as well, but i honestly didnt feel like it. at some point i might go into other things, like how important laurance could have been to the plot of these later seasons, or HELL, even dante. i might also go into what could have made season 4, 5, and 6 actually good--maybe... a rewrite? perhaps? but im getting too far ahead of myself, so i just leave you with this for now.

and i know that as soon as i post this 15 more things are just going to pop into my head BUT im going to try and not edit this post because why stress myself with that even more

anyways thank you for coming to my tedtalk 

[serena-hart-09]

A Story’s Analyzation Chapter 1 : A new fresh page...

This is a GN!MC X Lucifer fic

Mc wakes up in an unfamiliar place or rather, in a chair. Seriously of all places they could find themselves sleeping…. in a chair? They groan a little and struggle to wake up as their back aching as if someone is loudly screaming at them. ‘Where am I?’ they think to themselves. The place is like a big courtroom of sorts. Suddenly, a man shouts: “Welcome to the Devildom, Mc!”

“WAAAGH!” Mc screams startled and falls off the chair. “Oh, my is the human broken?” someone speaks. Mc gets up quickly on high alert only to face several men looking at them some of them with concern while some amused. Adjusting themselves they say “I’m not broken, thank you very much. I just got surprised is all. Anyone would be especially if someone screams at you with that volume. Dammit, my back hurts.” A red-haired man speaks, “oh I apologize about that. Are you alright?”

“I’m alright now. Anyways, who are you?” Mc looks at all of them suspiciously. ‘There are 5 of these weirdos it seems’ they think. “Oh, pardon me. Feeling a bit shocked, are we? Well, that’s understandable. You’ve only just arrived, after all.”

“True, I am quite shocked. But doesn’t answer my question. As it seems you haven’t understood the question, I shall ask it again.” Mc takes a deep breath and askes in a cold and dark voice “Who are you all?” The redhead and everyone look at them with a surprised face. The greenhead beside him also is shocked but looks at them with anger the moment after “That is no way no talk with the Young Master.”  “Well, I’m sorry but I talk with people like this with those people who don’t answer a question as simple as this” they say with a bored face. “Who do you think you are?” a black-haired man with scowl on his face askes them.

‘Why all handsome men are rude, taken or are assholes? But at least he has normal hair and doesn’t looks like a person begging for attention with unnatural hair colour’ they think to themselves. “Me, you ask? I’m ‘just a human’ you know?” they tell him with a sly smirk.

“Do not test my patience, human-”

“Now now Luci calm down!” the redhead says.

“Luci? Your name is Luci? Quite cute name for man who looks like he lives with a scowl on his face every single day of his life.” Mc laughs at him.

“You dare-” ‘Luci’ looks at them with a bashful expression. He turns to look at the redhead with shock as he laughs out loud, “Lord Diavolo don’t laugh at this. This rude human is insulting you-”  

“Hey, I’m not insulting you. Especially, if you don’t have the courtesy to even tell me your names or introduce yourselves.” Mc says with an annoyance in their voice. “…” the man says nothing while looking away from them, while ‘Lord Diavolo’ (Redhead? Maybe?) is still laughing “But- but they are right Lucifer! Pfffft-”

The redhead looks at them and finally introduces himself “I apologize for the delay of introductions. I am Diavolo. I am the ruler of all demons, and all here know of me. As the Prince of Devildom, one day I shall be crowned king of the Devildom. You are in Devildom.”

“Devildom, you say?” they ask with interest evident on their face.

“Yes exactly, the Devildom. I see that you catch on quickly. Excellent.” He says with small smile. He continues, “This is the Royal Academy of Diavolo. We just call it RAD. You are standing inside the assembly hall, the very heart of RAD. This is where we officers of the Student Council of RAD hold our meetings and conduct our business. I’m the President of the Council”

“……..I see, why am I here? Mc asks cautiously slowly trying to take the information that is bombarded on them.

“I will explain everything to you.” ‘Luci’ says suddenly with a serious expression. “Ah, yes. Mc, this is Lucifer. He is a demon and the Avatar of Pride. ‘Luci’ is his nickname. He is also the Vice President of the Student Council and my right-hand man….and not just in title, I assure you. Beyond that, he’s also my most trusted friend.” Mc raises an eyebrow at that.

“Flattery will get you nowhere, Diavolo and do not call me that nonsensical ‘nickname’.” Lucifer tells him with a stern expression. Then he looks at Mc again with a small smirk (or rather a forced one) while still looking like he wants set them on fire, he continues anyways, “Speaking on behalf of the entire student body……. I offer you a most heartfelt welcome, Mc.”

“I shall be little polite now, but as I said, please answer my question. Please do so before I do something we both would regret.” They say with a tired expression. They were tired. Tired taking this whole new bag of information swung at them like a bat. They wanted this to be over. They knew that this wasn’t a dream, they knew very well how dreams are like………but by God they wish that this was a dream. ‘Please let’s just get the formalities over with!’ they begged in their head.

“Interesting. This one is quite different from Solomon.” Lucifer smiles.

“….” They said nothing as shock covers their face for a minute.

Ignoring their shock, he continues “Diavolo believes that we demons should start strengthening our relationship with both the Human World and the Celestial Realm.” ‘Wait…. WHAT’ Mc’s mouth was agape with shock. “As a first step towards this goal, we’ve decided to institute an exchange program. We’ve sent two of our students to the Human World and two to the Celestial Realm. The period of stay for all exchange students is one year.”

Recovering from the shock, Mc asks “So I’m one of the two exchange students? And other there are other two from the Celestial Realm?”

Lucifer wearing a little comfortable expression, agrees. “……. I see that’s good I shall try my best and help you!” they say with an excited expression.

“It’s true you may feel agitated-” Lucifer stops mid-sentence to look at with a baffled expression but continues, “…. after one year, you will write a paper about your stay here in Devildom.”

“Alright! Will do!” the human says with a happy expression.

“…..” Lucifer now thinks that this human maybe is broken or naïve or probably stupid.

After a moment Mc speaks, “I don’t know much about this place and the education system or the syllabus so, I request your help during the stay.”

“…. Of course,” he says. “You need someone to guard you in this place as you are a meal to the other demons here.”

“Really? Do I need a guard? I can just guard myself very well.”

“Yes, you will need one. That someone will be my brother Mammon.”

Ah, the ‘I want to punch you but I’m holding back’ smile is back. This man-…. demon gets very mad very easily it seems. ‘He should probably attend some anger management classes.’

“Okay I won’t complain.”

“Good. Back to the topic….”

 He hands them a device which looks similar if not is a smartphone. “Oh?”

“This is a D.D.D. similar to the smartphones you have in the Human World.”

Mc inspects the device and turns it on.

“The contacts of my brothers and I have been already added to D.D.D.”

“Wow. Thanks.” They him a little smile.

“Now go ahead try calling Mammon.”

“Alright, I guess.” They press the call option.

“Yoooo.” A new voice is heard through the device.

“Yooooooo, to you too.” They say while snickering.

“Are ya foolin’ around? Who the hell are you?”

“I……am a human! Tada!”

“Whaaaa? A human? Geez, I was gettin’ all chilly here thinkin’ it was Lucifer again. Should’ve told me right away.” He continues after a huff “So, what does a human got with THE Mammon?”

“Lucifer here said that you will be in charge of me from now on. So, he told me to call you. I think wants you to come here.”

“No way! There’s nothin’ in it for me. Whaddya even mean by ‘be in charge of you’?”

“Well….”

“AHH! I get it now, you’re the other human- the new exchange student!”

“Yeah so-”

“Good luck with that, and see ya.”

Mc felt as if something snapped in them. “What do mean by ‘see ya’? You think I wanted this? Well don’t worry, because when I see you, I’ll punch you hard. I’m already on edge as it is after all, I found out I am transported in Devildom of all places. If you think this is trouble then I will show you trouble once I send Ling Long at your arse. Mind you, Ling Long is a dragon. Plus, I think it’s alright even if you don’t come here after all, he needs a new toy to play. He’s getting bored with the old one yknow?” they say with a small sadistic smile. “And I’m serious, Mammon or whatever. So, get here in the assembly hall of RAD you lil-”

“OI you can’t be serious!”

“I am, try me.”

“Oh yeah? Well-”

Mid call Lucifer comes near me “You’ve got 10 seconds 9…. 8…”

“YESSIR” Mammon yells. Then the call ends.

“About the thing with Ling Long…… it’s not true. I don’t hurt people with families especially if their families are near the place where I’m standing. I just want to get things over with.” Mc says with an apologetic and tired smile. This time, Lucifer smiles as well “ah, yes I see. I figured as much. However, what about the aforementioned dragon?”

“Yes, he is my pet dragon.”

“Oh? Where is he then?”

“……. You want to meet him?” Mc looks at Lucifer with nervousness and hesitation evident in their face.

“…. Yes? Why is he shy?”

“No, quite the opposite actually. The problem is…he is huge like very huge his size alone may destroy the assembly hall……so…” they look at their side.

“I…. see. Though I am interested to meet ‘Ling Long’. You see, even I have a beloved monster pet too.”

“Woah! Really?!” they ask with sparkles in their eyes. Lucifer looks at them with a smile. Lucifer opens his mouth to say something but before he could Diavolo’s voice interrupts him, “Lucifer, why don’t you introduce your brothers?” Lucifer sighs dramatically as if to say ‘when is this day going to finish?’

“Do I have to?” he groans in displeasure.

“Lucifer how mean! How could not introduce your adorable brother?!” a man with beautiful champagne-coloured hair pout at him.

“You are a shopaholic more than adorable, Asmo.” A blonde hair man dead pans at him.

“Both of you, stop it. Mc this over-excited brother of mine is Asmodeus.”

“Hi!” at a minute Asmodeus is at your side “I am Asmodeus! But you may call me Asmo!” Mc looks at him with a bashful face. ‘Does this man know of personal space? Why are his eyes shining like that?’ they wonder.

“Asmodeus, stop it now.” Lucifer’s commanding voice makes the man look at him but he only smiles at Lucifer.

“Hey Asmodeus, why are your eyes shining like that?” Mc asks him.

This make Asmodeus grin at them “Do you like them, Mc?” he asks them with a husky voice.

“No, I think they are creepy.”

“WHAT?” He looks at them with shock. “Wh…… Why…….?” Mc continues to look at him with a question mark on their face. “He was bewitching you.” A new voice fills in.

“What?” they look at the blonde-haired man.

“He was trying to seduce you. He is the Avatar of Lust after all. But it seems you are not affected by him……. Interesting.”  

“……What……” They look at Asmodeus with a scary looking face.

“EeeeK-”

“Lucifer, I’m hungry” A giant orange haired man frowns looking at Lucifer.

“Endure it for now, Beel.” Lucifer tells him while he pinches his nose bridge with his fingers. Asmodeus screams about how weird and how this is his first time that a human is not bewitched by him and stuff. ‘I feel bad for him’

“Here, I have some candies.” They say as they give the candies to the giant man.

“Thanks!” his face lights up with a childlike excitement. “My name is Beelzebub. Avatar of Gluttony.”

‘He is cute like a puppy…. hehe’ they think, “I am Mc, Beelzebub. It is nice meeting you.”

“You can call me Beel.”

“Alright, Beel it is.”

“I know Lucifer won’t introduce me but I am Satan. The Avatar of Wrath. I hope we get along well.” The blonde says with a polite smile.

“Ah, yes thank you for warning me about your brother.” They shake hands with Satan. A distant “Hey!” from Asmodeus could be heard in the back ground.

“It’s my pleasure. Also, I would like to know more about your dragon.” He smiles at them.

Just then, a loud bang is heard as the oh so awaited THE Mammon comes in. “Human, you have some guts to threaten the Great Mammon!” He looks at them with anger.

“Maaaaaamooooon?” Lucifer voice is laced with hostility. ‘Well, wow.’ They think.

“I- I mean I’m happy to meet ya!” his face covered in fear as he stutters out the words.

Lucifer sighs for like a hundredth time that day before he says, “Well, now the introductions have been taken care of, Mc.”

“Yes?”

“You will be living with me and my brothers in The House of Lamentation, for the whole year.”

“Oh…… um alright I guess.”

“Now” He looks at Mc with a smirk. “Let’s go back home brothers.”

Mc smiles back at him. The others brothers are either complaining about their responsibilities (Mammon, obviously) or complaining about other stuff. Throughout the ride Lucifer looks at the human and observes them with intensity……. because they are smirking……throughout the whole ordeal.

…….

…..

…

‘Well, it seems a new story has begun.

Let’s see, if this one is interesting. If these pawns are worth the effort……hehehehe…….’

[we8comic]

i was the anon who sent the eyeroll dream thing and genuinely actually do you have any feelings about like dream and by extension sapnap trying to assert themselves into pop off trio streams

because i’m not gonna lie as much as i love dream and sapnap and yeah the going dark thing was funny, they do have this problem where they show up and get confrontational about not being invited and when they do that shit and put everyone on the spot about “being left out” it’s very weird to me you should just accept they want to have a stream alone right..? i was wondering what you thought about that and whether you think they genuinely feel threatened about being left out

like let george hang out with his other friends maybe i doubt they’d do this if it was quackity and karl with anyone else or even just them alone

also i’m too much of a coward to discuss this on my own main idk if you know who this is but i have a feeling it’s smth you agree with and it’s veryyy nice to see someone calling sapnap and dream out for their occasional annoying and stream ruining behaviour

sorry this is so long!! you also totally don’t have to answer btw lmao i just notice the same frustration sometimes through your liveblogging whenever sapnap and dream crash a stream

anonymous: wait wait to add onto my last ask it was the biggest power move for karl to announce that the sex havers only consists of george karl and quackity and i really felt like that was a hint drop from him, i think jokingly adding that anyone else is “a friend of sex havers” was to lessen the impact but i still enjoy the fact that he asserted (and has been asserting) that their group when they’re together is an exclusive trio

i felt it that time he was like yeah well. we were the original sex havers groupchat and i feel like sapnap and dream kinda wriggled themselves into being included like i hope none of this sounds mean i just really want dream and sapnap to understand it’s okay to not be included in everything

oh MAN do i have feelings 😩 dream and sapnap are almost comically emasculated by any little thing that makes them feel inferior and that includes being excluded from things. and i personally feel they have no right to get angry about being left out and to then show up onto their streams to express that theyre upset in front of an audience of thousands. i say this because the other three ALWAYS mention that they dm'd them and invited them to the activity or otherwise said they had reason to believe dream or sapnap wouldnt be available (and even outside of that, theyre not required to tell the other about every single one of their plans lol)

i think getting confrontational about it on stream in the middle of planned activities is childish. take a look at bad for example, who also isnt a part of the trio but doesnt get confrontational about having been left out. the trio is full of lighthearted people, bad came into the call and they asked him if he wanted to join in the game they were playing and he did and that was it. compare that to dream or sapnap and when they join calls. theyre consistently immediately accusatory. the trio will take it in stride (cus again. an audience of over 100k is watching. its really not the time and place to whine and get mad about feeling left out, those are convos to have in private), theyll throw some facts like "we invited you" "you said you were busy" "we already had this planned for a while" etc., then theyll offer an invitation to join. this invitation is usually met w quite frankly STUPID debate about "well why wasnt i included in the first place" like dude. read the room, youre streamers for a living, talk about these things off stream like an adult. plus they literally already said you could join if you still wanted to, whats the problem, why drag it out for longer than it needs to be. it just stalls the stream and their plans and shifts the lighthearted tone into somethin a little more careful (however briefly it might be, it didnt need to happen)

i LOVE karl for saying that theyre their own group and joking that their attitude is why theyre friends of sex havers. it felt like a lighthearted way to lift the mood again and kinda say "hey, we do our own things sometimes, chill"

i cant speak for whether i think they genuinely feel threatened about being left out cus not only do i not know them personally, theyre also not ccs i focus energy on (thats for quackity and george 😌) i DO think that with all the times theyve brought it up when crashing the trio streams, they should really by this point have talked about it off screen. it feels almost like they use the audience as a safety net to avoid the consequence of intruding/being mean cus whoever theyre talking to has to keep a certain face and therefore cant say certain things (might even hazard a guess that off screen they probably still dont REALLY talk about it)

i dont blame them for wanting to be a part of things their friends are doing but i blame them for the way they express that. it makes the atmosphere tense by making it far too personal for something thats visible to a live public audience.

i know theyre around the same age, but the way dream an sapnap handle conflict on screen IS immature vs the way quackity and karl do. quackity and karl have been entertainers for A WHILE and understand how to stay entertaining and theyre far more aware of their audience and the overall mood and how to handle problems and conflict without things getting too tense. dream and sapnap (sapnap moreso) have a habit of being confrontational and not lightening the mood and instead continuing to be mad, making everyone else in the call responsible for the energy of the stream instead of them themselves dealing with the tenseness theyve caused. it makes things awkward and im always hoping itll end fast and that theyd please for the love of god talk about it off stream

thats worded a little dramatically cus its rarely ever THAT bad, but it would be SO much better if it just didnt happen yknow. if they understood that they dont have to be a part of everything their other friends do AND if they understood that getting mad on stream and stalling their plans and souring the vibe isnt the best way to handle it.

tl;dr: theyre their own group who do their own things and arent required to share their plans w the rest of their friends (and usually they dm in advance anyway asking if they wanna be a part of their plans). dream and sapnap feeling excluded isnt something they should get overly heated about on stream (its an immature way to bring up the issue especially without ever offering a solution). these are problems they should talk about off stream where the trio dont have to be so conscious about their audience and its perception. i love karl and quackity for emphasizing that theyre their own group with their own plans and joking that the way they act is WHY theyre not part of the group. i think they deal w it as well as they can and i think dream and sapnap need to learn just a little more spacial awareness and how to handle conflict

edit: quackity/karl/george should be fully able to have their own stream together without anyone else intruding. dream and sapnap arent their bosses, they dont need to run all their plans by them first. if they want to have streams with just their own established group, they should be able to have that.

[valdotpng]

Can the Gay art bugs also help Myla?

while she definitely Could join hallownests coolest new art club/therapy group, i dont really think that her problems being solved by becoming some kind of an artist would fit her character… arc? i guess??

see, i picked the ‘quirrel gets dragged to sheo’s and becomes a landscape painter’ route for several reasons (tw for suicide mention/discussion btw!!): 

the first one being, obviously, the nailsmith - a character that has a lot of similarities with quirrel when you think about it. he also helps you on your quest throughout your big adventure– he upgrades your weapon til he forges the pure nail and so, after doing the thing that he was meant to do, wants to end his life. if we take the ‘quirrel kills himself after the blue lake scene’ theory into consideration here, you can definitely see the similarities in their… approach to fullfilling their ‘life purposes’. and imo thats exactly the kinda thing that both of these guys could bond over if quirrel is given the same opportunity to recover from this kinda mentality. if the nailsmith lived through this, then so can quirrel

the second one is related to the thing that people like to point out a lot - quirrels nail, how he always iterates the vital importance of having one, and how he symbolically abandons it by the end of his journey. this is where sheo comes in! sheo is basically a bug whose whole life used to revolve around the nail… until it didnt; he was able to find a new calling in life by abandoning his old one. ‘abandoning’ is a strong word though, cause he definitely held on to most of his knowledge and mastery of the nail, repurposed it. after all, “the wielding of a nail, the wielding of a brush… these things are not so different”. maybe quirrel could learn this lesson, too

the last one is that i just think that becoming a traveling landscape artist just… fits him?? quirrel LOVES exploring and sightseeing, so why couldnt he become passionate about trying to capture the many wonders of hallownest (and possibly other lands)? preserving those awe-inspiring places, recording those moments of discovery on a canvas. to archive them, if you will.

i hope they dont mind the tag (i’ll delete it if u do), but @wingmould added some really nice tags on my original post about the idea, and, Yeah. i wholeheartedly agree

now to myla. first and foremost, i gotta say that im one of the people desperately clinging to the hope that if you dont touch her and then get rid of the infection, she gets cured and lives happily ever after. that being said, i know that some of yall accidentally (or purposefully, out of mercy) kill her. so! heres what i got for our sweet miner girl in vals ‘theyre FINE shut up’ au:

in my understanding, the main cause of myla succumbing to the plague are two things feeding into eachother: her obsession and her loneliness. 

(presumably) like many explorers before her, myla came to hallownest with a specific goal in mind -  to get wealthy. and them mysterious, powerful crystals near the mines sure do look like a jackpot, dont they? especially when they start singing about ‘something even more valuable hidden deeper in’. that’s the reason she comes down there, the reason why she stays AND the reason why the radiance is able to invade her mind so easily. but i think that if she just had someone that could stop that obsession from consuming her, she could get saved??

like, sure, little ghost might pop in now and then to listen to her singing, but i dont think theyre really able to tell her ‘myla for the love of god stop overworking yourself and go outside’. and, from what we know, she doesnt have any friends/acquances besides the knight who could do that, either. “This is hard work, but I don’t mind. Down here, I can k-keep working without even sleeping. It’s fun!” see what i mean????? shes been down there for god knows how long, sleep deprived, probably starved, and alone, and NOBODY tells her that, hey, maybe she should, like, take care of herself? please??

so my idea is that someone actually does that and saves her. im thinking maybe sly? or cornifer?? cornifer deffo would be a better candidate since, in-canon, he could find myla while doing some exploring. and then he could take her to dirtmouth at some point, to, yknow, get some fresh air and maybe a cup of bug tea or whatever. and, after speaking with iselda, she Possibly could get hired as the new map shop keeper? since iselda is interested in going on an adventure with corny. it would be a way for myla to earn some geo and not risk her life while doing that. plus she could make some friends in dirtmouth! that way she’d be surrounded by people that wouldnt let her reach that rock bottom again, yknow?

woof, thats!! a lot of text. sorry about that! im just really passionate abt HK discussions!! anyways, it’s 5 am and im still not sleeping so i should. probably go do that sdhfuashdffus. good night

[mieczyhale]

a messy explanation of things and unnecessary information about life lately

soooo... right. i’m sorry i haven’t really been around aside from popping in here and there, and that i’ve been taking longer than usual to reply to things / not replying to things at all. it’s NOT that i’m upset with anyone or trying to ignore / avoid anyone, and it’s not that i don’t care / don’t love talking to you (whomstever you may be) i love chatting with y’all and wish i could get myself to reply to things quicker but i do not control the me lmfao honestly my sleep has never had a schedule but in recent weeks it’s kinda been operating like there’s a lil gremlin in my head who spins a wheel and picks my sleeping times at random - and it’s either like.. two hours or most of a day. there hasn’t been a lot of in between so that’s a thing!!

also in a fun added mix of maybe sleep?, missing meds, being stuck in the house more often than not, and the FUCKING EVERYTHING happening in the world right now my mental health is... probably run by the same goblin that runs my sleep schedule lmao consistency whomst?? since the lockdown started the depression has of course been around more but actually, worse than that, is how my anxiety - and by extension: my ocd - have really amped up and i need y’all to know that the struggle is painfully real (and another thing that affects shit like my replies and writing. reading as well. fics have been kinda stressful and that should be illegal. who authorized this?) i don’t hate talking about it but i don’t really like it either?? especially like.. in depth. but i will say there has been crying, screaming, pain!, and i’ve acquired a few physical injuries.

so

yeah

on a personal level - a ‘just me’ level - shit is an even bigger mess than usual lmao but all these things will get better eventually - they always do. 

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NOW

ON A PERSONAL LEVEL - THE FULL LEVEL - THINGS.... are pretty great actually! i mean aside from the state of my fucking house e__e but Josh has been working from home for two (2) months now and it’s been really nice - people complaining about their partners being home?? can’t relate. yknow what?? i just might love that tall bastard even more from all this.fuck all y’all miserable fucks

we’ve been going out for drives and we’ve gone fishing and the only place i’ve gone too that’s re-opened is goodwill. because i require.. the shop. they do have a masks required rule! (at least at the one here) and, alongside that, the places we’ve gone that never closed (like grocery stores and the gas station and the hardware store) have social distancing rules and stuff in place which i love. can we keep social distancing after this is all over?? more things here in wisconsin are opening up and we might go to some. idk though. we also might not. either way its still a weird kind of exciting to see things opening back up?? even though i do think we’re not totally in the clear because most of our gov. sucks (our mayor tried to extend our stay-at-home order - keyword there is TRIED. we are the land of cheese, cows, and no fucking braincells for anyone) 

having pets is obviously not a new thing for me but it’s still a thing. so it takes time and effort and energy and patience and love and a certain disregard for your own safety (claws. they really be as sharp as you think) so... it can be stressful, especially cuz we’ve had to keep them inside more as it gets hot out and something keeps breaking our porch screens (our cats are allowed onto our screened in porch or they can go out in a harness but we will never let them run free outside. fuck that noise)  my bbies are all so cute and their personalities and idiosyncrasies are just... *chefs kiss* i love em and they’re definitely a part of what has made quarantine better

i’ve seen my mom a few times, like for my birthday and when she needed help moving Isaiah from one dorm to another and such, but that’s primarily been an option because she has become anti-mask and anti-stay-at-home-order. initially she wasn’t - she gave Isaiah and i fun lil masks since at that time trying to buy them would be impossible and she thought nothing of staying home - but i guess either as its dragged on or as she’s consumed her middle-right wing news that changed s o. she does take social distancing in public very seriously though, so at least there’s that. our favorite coffee shop, where we - pre-lockdown - always went one (1) or two (2) times a week to do art for hours re-opens on monday and that’s one of the few things i’ve truly missed.

josh’s camping trip for this weekend with his friends had to be cancelled because the parks weren’t going to open in time. so today they’re going somewhere to do at least some of the things they would have done if they had gone camping. bikes, bonfires, and cigars. i’m kinda jealous negl but he was really excited about it so mostly i’m happy

trying to figure out how human services was running things during lockdown was rough but thankfully it didn’t take much to get it sorted. mostly because my mom made the phone call i was supposed to lol (the phone anxiety is on its own level) so wednesday afternoon my mom sat with me while i had the appointment with my psychiatrist over speakerphone (which was.. an experience)

ummm.....

OH YEAH! Probably absolutely my favorite thing that’s happened is: WE’RE STARTING THE SEARCH FOR A NEW HOUSE!!!! it doesn’t mean we’re gonna be moving soon or anything, we don’t want to make the same mistake twice (buying the first house you tour that you love) because while it is a great house ultimately it is way too small for us. i mean there’s me and josh, all six cats, and ALL OUR SHIT. listen: i have an entire room dedicated to my various hobbies. and a walk in closet that isn’t big enough. and we both have collections we love and want to display (right now upstairs its hello kitty and downstairs its astronomy and the titanic. and then there’s pop figures, mtg, collectibles, our bottle collection and various knickknacks, etc.) plus all our books! then furniture and cat furniture (i.e towers) and all their shit because they are spoiled babies. and god forbid we ever have a human kid?? yeah. it’s just not big enough. 

so we’re gonna take more time with this choice but what we do know is:: we wanna live out in the country (i’m paranoid and don’t like to be looked at and he loves the outdoors, lived on a farm for awhile. i also enjoy the outdoors but mostly since we moved into this house i’ve struggled with doing anything outside... while we only have one neighbor on our road. but there’s one across the road and one at the other side of our backyard and that’s just too much lol) 

lets see.. um.... my birthday was may 2nd and that was pretty nice, for a pandemic birthday. there’s been a lot of stuff happening involving josh’s family but that’s not something i really wanna get into on here, tho i will say things have been better in recent weeks and it’s been... really nice. josh and i went to his mom’s house the other night and got drunk with her for fun and i actually had a really good time?? and didn’t complain about going?? that’s kinda unheard of.

i don’t have a job anymore - haven’t since early march-ish - and it kinda sucks but also the universe really did me a solid because my choices were either allow myself to work until i have a mental break again or quit. and i was leaning towards quitting (things had been going down hill with the owner and other employees and just the business as a whole for awhile and there’s a limit to the amount of bullshit i can take thanks) but now it doesn’t seem i have to. why do i think i’m jobless? i was barely working anyway, bc of the snow business was slow, and in march i got really sick and stayed home for a week. the day i was supposed to go back i was still sick, and covid19 was starting to become more of a serious situation everywhere, so josh called in for me and explained that between still being sick and my anxiety over covid (asthma + a not so great immune system) i wasn’t going in that day. i never heard from them again. so. 

but it’s all good - there are some options but i’m not looking into them seriously until it’s safe to.

SO

THAT’S ALL OF FUCKING THAT ON THAT

i felt it wouldn’t be a bad idea to come on here and explain A. what’s been going on and B. where i’ve been and C. that if i haven’t responded to you or acknowledged something you sent me / tagged me in it’s literally just because i either forgot to (for all reasons and none) or i don’t have the mental space / energy to. but that doesn’t mean you have to stop talking to me! even if i don’t respond or respond immediately i do read everything and i would die for any one of you fuckers (especially my clowns and the tom hardy movie) 

oh! and just btw - sometimes i don’t get notifications (quelle surprise) tumblr and skype should really pair up and talk about their truly great systems that function so well /s 8| ANYWAY: the best and most reliable ways to get my attention are twitter ( @/mieczyhale) and discord (same name) because i have yet to see their notifications fail. ahem.

i feel like i’m missing things / forgetting things but honestly this post is long enough and also enough of a rambley mess that i’m just gonna try and ignore that feeling and carry on with my goddamn day so i might actually accomplish something. sorry if there’s spelling off or missing words. i’m not taking the time to re-read this and might even delete it bc it’s already giving me anxiety bUT WE’LL SEE ALRIGHT HI AND BYE I LOVE YOU GUYS <3

[littleredphantom]

Don’t have a title but based on this prompt by @yvmeji​

It’s also a kid fic, they have a daughter woops. Just kinda happened I don’t know. It is not good, far from my best work, totally didn’t end up as good as I imagined it, but I wrote it and felt I should share it. Good luck anyone who reads this.

Dr. Crowley spoke nothing of his personal life. The closest he’s come to speaking of it was when he mentioned his sister once. Dr. Fell, however, spoke about his loving husband, daughter, and overall life at any chance he could. Neither of their students would ever guess that Dr. Azira Fell’s precious husband Anthony was one Dr. A.J Crowley. Not like it was a secret, but the way the English professor described his dear Anthony was not like anything anyone would describe Dr. Crowley. 

One day in Dr. Fell’s class, he was off on a little story about a trip he took with his husband and daughter to Rome, the daughter in question, Alice Ann Crowley-Fell, was in the back of the class, her head down in embarrassment as her Father spoke of how she almost got her Dad arrested. “Anthony and Ali are very competitive, so when she dared him to do it, he almost couldn’t say no. Luckily I was there to convince him not to climb on the statue.” He looked pointedly at his daughter. “Yeah well I won so he still owes me ten bucks.” She said, lifting her head. The class laughed as the bell rang, everyone getting up and collecting their things. She was in both her parents’ classes, but people only knew her as Dr. Fell’s daughter. Her Dad tried his very best not to let people know he taught at the same college as his husband, or that he taught his own daughter. The only ones that knew that were the Deans, himself, and of course the two in question. Students had no idea. Nobody would even know Alice’s last name had Crowley in it unless they checked her file, or birth certificate, or were in school with her pre-college. Nobody has done any of that. 

So when the bell rang, and class was beginning to leave, Alice rushed down and hugged her Father, he kissed her head. “See you at dinner.” He said, “Yeah, aren’t Adam, his friends, and the Device family coming?”

“Yes, of course. Make sure your Dad doesn’t have a hard day or else he’ll be in a mood tonight, alright?”

“I’ll sure try.” Alice chuckled. After this class was the free period. She went out onto the campus park and sat at a picnic table, reading a book. 5 minutes and 10 pages into the book, someone came over to her. “Hey, uh, Alice Fell?” She looked up and marked her spot. “Yes?” She pushed a piece of her strawberry blonde hair behind her ear. “Uh, I just saw something and… I thought you’d want to know.” He looked concerned and leaned in to whisper. “Your dad was with Dr. Crowley.” Alice lifted her eyebrows. “Uh huh, and?”

“They were sorta… All over each other, yknow? Like…” He kissed the air. Alice held back a chuckle. People really had no idea. That’s when she decided to let this rumor come out. “Oh really? How do I know you’re not trying to mess with me? My father and dad have been together since childhood.” She said, not letting him know Dr. Crowley was her dad, but also not saying he wasn’t. The man, she now recognized to be a classmate named David, tilted his head. “You… You don’t suppose they have, like, an open relationship, do you? Or that Dr. Fell is just…” Alice burst out laughing. “An open relationship? Please, Dad is far too jealous to allow that.” David looked sad. Alice pretended to be sad and pouted. She shook her head slowly as David rose and placed a hand on her shoulder. She knew that David will spread this, and it’ll be a fun game for her. 

As soon as she walked into her Dad’s astronomy class, she was immediately pulled to the middle of the class, being asked questions about her parents. Specifically of Dr. Fell. Does he act suspicious at home? Does he avoid Anthony? Are they distant? Do you think Dr. Crowley is evil? She just vaguely answered questions, silently cursing that her Dad wasn’t in the room yet, ‘Damn it dad, stop making out with papa and get to class please.’ Once he finally made an appearance, he took quick notice of the crowd around his daughter. “Right, everyone, seats please, class is about to start.” He received a large number of glares from students in full belief that he’d broken Dr. Fell’s textbook definition of a perfect family. He hummed skeptically, adjusting his sunglasses, beginning class. 

At the end, Alice waited for everyone to dismiss, some peers took notice and went over to encourage her to rip his face off. She just nodded at them and they left. Once alone in the room with her Dad, she shut the door and looked at him. “Dad, you will not believe what I found out today.”

“Oh?” He said, sipping the tea on his desk, removing his sunglasses. “What’s that?”

“Don’t get mad until I finish my statement.” She said, he leaned back, eyebrows raised. “Alright…?”

“Apparently, Father is cheating on you.” She paused, watching her dad’s face contort in weird ways. “Yeah, he’s cheating on you… With you?” Crowley laughed, “Excuse me?”

“A student saw you two kissing and didn’t connect dots, came up to me scared for my family, asking all sorts of questions. That’s what the whole group around me was about earlier, and the glares, I’m sure you noticed. They think you’re a homewrecker.” She leaned on her dad’s desk. “Well, let’s just let them think that, aye? Seems a fun little rumor to let them have. Might end up embarrassing your father along the way, that seems a fun thing to see.”

“Respect for you will be lost.”

“Ah, only until the truth is revealed.”

“Yeah alright. I won’t confirm or deny you being my dad, and will avoid the topic of your relationship altogether, let people assume what they will.” She shrugged. Crowley nodded. And so the games began. 

The next day, when Azira was off on another cute story between he and Anthony, the class just frowned, most in pity for the two, thinking Crowley to have seduced this poor man, others were glaring at Dr. Fell, how dare he tell such stories when he’s done so much wrong to poor Anthony? Meanwhile, Alice, in the back, glanced around, catching sad looks from peers and frowning back at them. The bell rang and everyone started rushing out, whispering to eachother about the hottest rumor. She skipped down to her father. “Hey, papa. Spend free period with me?” “Of course, Alice. Say, my dear, do you know what’s got everyone down?” He asked, gently placing his hands on her shoulders, studying her face. She shook her head innocently and turned so she locked arms with her father, leading him out of the classroom, knowing well her dad was coming soon. They stood out in the hall, surrounded by students who continuously eyed the two. The second Crowley entered the building, word got about quickly, and once he was in sight of Azira and Alice, the hall erupted in whispers. Alice made eye contact with her father, giving a small, unnoticeable nod. He adjusted his sunglasses in reply. She turned to her father. “Hey, papa, I’ll be right back. Stay here.” He nodded as his daughter moved away and hid behind a group of students. “Alice, did you see Dr. Crowley? What do you think he’ll do? He wouldn’t possibly make any move with you- and all of us- around would he?” Alice shrugged at the girl next to her. She watched her parents carefully as Crowley approached Azira. “Aye, Fell.” He said. Azira tilted his head. “Hello, my dear.” He said, smiling lovingly. Crowley did his best not to drop his cool and melt. He glanced around and placed an elbow on his husband’s shoulder, leaning on him. Azira chuckled and they began talking quietly. Nobody in the hallway could make out their conversation, but everyone was unsettled. Alice smirked and soon walked up to them. “Papa,” She looked to her dad. “And Dr. Crowley.” He nodded at her, moving away from his husband, Azira slightly confused but smiled at his daughter. Crowley looked at Azira, “See you about, then.” Azira nodded, “Of course, dear.” And he left. Alice glanced at the students watching Crowley’s ‘suspicious’, and very much planned, retreat. She smiled and her eyes glowed as she looked up at her father. “Hey, let’s go get some ice cream while we still have time, yeah?” Dr. Fell nodded and let himself be led out onto campus by his daughter. “Alice, do tell me why everyone was looking at your dad like that?” “No clue, papa. Maybe they saw his cool eyes and can’t handle them.” “Oh, dear, don’t joke about that you know he’s self conscious about his eyes.” “Never knew why, they’re awesome. I wish my eyes looked like his.” “They’re quite beautiful, but he’s always been made fun of for them. He’s certainly glad you didn’t get them. He’s often complained to me about how yellow eyes AND snake slit pupils are a curse upon him.” Alice rolled her eyes, the perfect and very same icy blue as her father’s. “I hate to think the only thing I got from dad is his hair color, and even then only a little tint of it. I love you, papa, I do, but I sorta wish I looked like an equal balance of you two.”

“Oh you certainly got his evil smirk and facial expressions. You don’t need to look like him, you simply act like him. You’ve mostly taken his personality. That is a perfect balance. My looks, his behaviour.” She chuckled. “Yeah, you’re right.” He nodded, then ordered ice cream. Vanilla with chocolate chip for Alice and just normal chocolate for Azira. They walked around the school in idle conversation until they finished their snacks. “Dear, shouldn’t you be using this time to study?” “Oh I probably should, but I wanted to spend some time with you, papa. Plus, my next teacher loves me.” She winked. “Yes, alright, fine. As long as your grades are alright.” “Oh they’re perfect, you know that.” “Glad to know they’re not only good in my and your father’s classes.” Alice rolled her eyes. “Just because I have favorites doesn’t mean I won’t try.”

“I know, dear. Go on, we’ll both be late if we don’t go now. And just because your dad is often tardy doesn’t give you an excuse to be.” They hug and part ways. Alice walks up the stairs to the building where Dr. Crowley’s astronomy class is. She enters, finding herself to be the first one in for once. She sighs happily and sits toward the front at the far left, away from the door. People start filtering in, eyeing her expectantly before sitting down. The big gossip of the class, Mary Lightfeather, walks in and bolts to Alice, tossing her bag a row behind her. “Alice, oh dear, do you know?”

“… Mary, I may not, but if I don’t, I’m sure I wouldn’t like to. The gossip you get yourself involved in isn’t usually, well, interesting.” Mary tilts her head in a sort of nod saying “Yes, sure true” And then sits down leaning close. “But this involves you.”

“Ah… it’s that.” She frowned slightly, and Mary leaned back. “O-Oh.. you know…. I’m… I’m sorry.” She quickly got up and went to the row where she tossed her bag. Alice shook her head and took out her book, Coraline, and started reading. About 15 minutes later, her dad walked in, earning many glares. He held back a smirk and Alice put her book away. This class, Crowley would call on Alice, who will not raise her hand, an abundance of times. And she will answer each question correctly, with a flare of sass in her tone. At the end, she swiftly placed a note on his desk. October 21st was her parents’ anniversary, and she decided it’d be a good idea for her dad to make a grand gesture for her father during the free period of that day. 

At home that night, Anthony and Azira discussed their days. Alice called Crowley and he went into the kitchen to take it. “Yes, my dearest, favourite, and only daughter?” “You got my note?” “Yeah. I think it’s a great idea. I’ll get a whole bouquet and chocolates and such.” 

“Perfect. Make as big a scene as you can.” “Of course. Can't believe you’re making me plan my anniversary a week early.” “Well usually you ‘wing it’ and that doesn’t go well, forcing papa to make plans.”

“He doesn’t complain.” “Yeah I know that’s just your dynamic. Anyways, good night, dad.” “Hold on let me give the phone to your father, say good night to him too.” Alice scoffed and shook her head. “Fine, sure.” Anthony handed the phone to Azira. “It’s the child.” “Oh, hello dear.” “Hi papa. Dad said I had to say good night to you, so.” Azira laughed. “Alright, good night, dear.” “Love you papa.” She hung up the phone and tossed it next to her. 

Days passed, the rumor grew, and glares and sad looks received. Questions asked, vaguely answered, and then the day finally came. October 21st. Alice was barely paying any attention to any classes all day, so when her father called on her to answer a question and received no response, even after calling a second time, he suddenly was in front of her. She came to and looked up at her father. “Uh… huh?” She questions, there were a few snickers as her blue orbs met his. He repeated the question as he made his way back to the board and she answered immediately. At the end of class she ran down to her father, nearly running into him. He caught her by her shoulders and laughed. “Alice, what’s got you going? You haven’t been paying attention the whole hour.”

“Papa, come with me, outside, hallway, please.” She said hurriedly. He chuckled and went with her as she tugged his sleeve, leaving the room. “My dear what has gotten into you?” He asked. She was looking around expectantly, her peers watching carefully. She smiled when she caught a glimpse of her dad’s fiery hair. Scoffs rang out. Everyone knew it was Dr. Fell’s anniversary, so everyone was even more annoyed at seeing Dr. Crowley in his building. With flowers, nonetheless. Azira covered his mouth as his eyes kept switching between his daughter and his husband. Anthony smiled as he made his way up. He was holding a bouquet of the very same flowers Azira had held when he walked down the aisle at their wedding. Alice held a wide grin back. He stopped and held the flowers out to his husband, who took them, eyes wide and watery. His voice broke as he said, “My dear,” Anthony shook his head. “No, Angel, my turn.” He said, smiling. The hall was silent. A few people realized, but were unsure. The rest were confused. “35 years today, married, been together even longer. And yet, what I used to think was impossible, I love you more now than I did when we met. Recognize the flowers?” He ducked his head a little and vaguely pointed at the bouquet in Azira’s hands. He nodded and wiped one of his eyes. “Same ones you had that day. The day we promised to be with each other for… well, life. Today.” He moved slightly closer, placing a hand on his husband’s cheek, thumb rubbing tears away. Alice rubbed her face, watching her parents happily. That’s when other people figured it out. A good number still had no clue. “A… Anthony, I-” He sighed and laughed, wiping the other half of his face. “Dear, we’re at work.”

“Thought the more public the better, Zira.” He chuckled, hand falling at his side. At the sound of Azira calling him Anthony, all dots were connected, and the hallway erupted in whispers until one brave soul came up to the three. “Dr. Fell, uh… you mean… Dr. Crowley is your husband?”

“You didn’t know? I only talk about him all of the time. And, haven’t you met Alice? She acts so much like him.”

“Talk about me, angel?”

“Oh, all the time. You haven’t mentioned me?”

“Papa, he doesn’t even address me.”

“Anthony!”

“Wha-”

“So your last name is just Dr. Fell’s?”

“No it’s Crowley-Fell. And his name,” She points to her dad, “Is Anthony James Crowley.”

“Ah… Dr. A.J Crowley…” The whole hall sighed. “Oh they really didn’t know.”

“Dad shows no signs of having a life in class so nobody had ideas.”

“Why were there so many glares at Anthony at times? And a few at me.”

“Ah a fun little joke. Somebody caught you two making out. And came to me about it, very concerned for you and me. Thought you may have been cheating or something.”

“You played along?”

“So did Dad.” She accused. “We-w- it was her idea.” Azira shook his head and pulled the two into a hug. “Happy anniversary, Anthony.” He kissed his husband’s cheek. “And now, your birthday is coming soon.” He kissed his daughter’s head. 

The next day pictures of Anthony and Azira appeared on Anthony’s desk, ranging from when they were kids, to teenagers, to their wedding. Then there was a small row of pictures of Alice, including a picture of the couple holding her as a baby. Her hair was the same fiery red as his.

[kattimariias]

jasmine flowers

so yknow what snorkmaiden deserves? a gf. i made her one! enjoy a fic about pining.

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Dear Diary,

Today I found someplace new during my travels. It felt like a different experience than what I've seen so far, most of it's residents didn't feel as-how should I put it-rude? They didn't feel like they were judging me for being a bit distant, infact they respected it. I think I'm thankful for that.

The weather was warmer, so I didn't get much practice with my powers. But I could at least admire the scenery for once, which was okay and all-I prefer the winter, obviously. There was something comfortable about my surroundings; the soft green grass, the light beaming towards a field of flowers, and the rivers that quaintly flowed.

Something about that flower field attracted me. I didn't get to see a varied amount of plantlife often, usually being in colder areas and all, so this was almost a new thing to me. Well-more like a revisit of sorts.

I happened to pick a flower with someone else by complete accident. A round troll like creature she was, with hazel eyes and a blonde fringe. Her fur was fluffy and yellowish, and I was stuck looking at her for several minutes; my paw practically stuck on hers and the flower.

We broke our trance and awkwardly apologized, neither of us seemed to know why that happened. I think it's because I personally have never seen anyone like her. She just looked so nice and friendly, like she would never harm me. And I think I'm right in thinking that, because she never did. 

She introduced me to this land, told me it was called Moominvalley, and showed me some of it's famous landmarks and her friends. Throughout it all, I couldn't help but be entranced by her cheerfulness. I mainly feel don't feel in place whenever I'm around people that are definitely more spirited in me, but something about her felt...different. Gentle and sweet, and a little bit firey.

I don't know, it was weird. And I want to see more of it, so maybe the next day will bring something new. I think I'll stay here longer than intended. ~ Vietal

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Dear Diary,

It's been awhile. It isn't even travel related, but I needed to write this down. It's been a month since I've decided to reside in Moominvalley for awhile, and that likely won't change. I'm not giving up on traveling, that's for sure, but this feels like a main source of comfort. Maybe it's home? I don't think I even know what that truly is.

Anyways, something I SOMEHOW forgot to write last time was the girl's name. Curse my mind sometimes-it's Snorkmaiden. Writing that down feels nice, it's a pretty name. 

But she's why I have to talk about something so off topic. I have spent sometime with her during my stay here, whether that'd be relaxing in the forest, going on little adventures, and flower picking. She made me a flower crown to wear on my hat, and I definitely wear it on occasion. Sunflowers aren't exactly my thing, but I'd do it for her.

I don't know why though-with anyone else, I wouldn't be sure what to do with a gift like that. They put so much work into it, they should keep it! Yet this time I want to keep it with me, even when I leave? Do I even want to leave?

...Okay, maybe I'm rushing this too much. Point is, I think I really like her. I like mostly everyone here, but she seems to be a special case. Even when I go to sleep in my little tent, my thoughts rush towards our conversations. Her (barely visibly, but still) smile, her laughs, her hums, her attention to detail when making things for me. And for me only.

I really love that sort of attention. I think I'll write a letter to thank her.

~ Vietal - Dear Diary,

I won't fill this journal with updates about my weird feelings towards Snorkmaiden, I promise. It's just a huge focus for me at the moment.

Today we held paws. By accident, of course. We were just relaxing by the river, laying under the trees shade together. I've never sat so close to someone before in my life, usually I wouldn't let myself. But of course, things have changed ever since I've been in this valley. Still don't want to leave, I'm not radically different.

Anyways-we were so close, I could feel a bit of her fur brush up on me, and while I couldn't exactly feel it due to wearing long clothing, I felt the urge to touch it. Pet it. Feel it sink into my paws and softly breeze through, taking out a few stray hairs-

-no, no, that's weird. I knew I shouldn't do that. So I just forgot about it, but I had already raised my left paw due to the strong urge. And when I placed it down on the ground, I felt hers. Hers on mine.

And for some reason, I blushed. Heavily. I had to use my hat to hide my face just to hide it, but my tail started to thump. And I could already tell she was looking at me weirdly, wondering why I was suddenly acting so strange, until she noticed what was happening. I felt so screwed in that moment and I didn't even know why-I wanted to let go but I couldn't-and then-

-nothing happened much, really. She asked if I enjoyed it, but I didn't know how to respond. But in that sweet voice of hers, sugarlike to me, she asked if I was okay. I still had no idea what to say, other than look at her completely embarrassed.

She told me there wasn't any issue in holding hands. Even if it was considered a romantic gesture, friends could still do it. Close friends usually did, infact. Friends. We were friends. Close friends. I rarely had friends for very long.

This time I hope it sticks.

~ Vietal (and yes, she got the letter, and sent me one in reply. It's one of the few things I think I'll keep with me.)

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Dear Diary, Things keep getting weirder. Much weirder.

So I do have more friends than Snorkmaiden, though they aren't as close. One of them is Moomintroll, who I think is in a relationship with her. And that seems to be a problem?

I don't know why, but everytime I see her leaning so close to him, I wish that were me instead. We already keep holding hands with each other while on nature walks, is that not enough? That in itself almost sent me into panic!

She talks about him sometimes while we're together. About how kind and brave he is, and how much he loves him. I sit and listen and don't say much, but there's so much I want to say in return. That maybe I could do they same things he does? I mean, yes, maybe. But why would I want to? Just to impress her? 

She's my best friend, I don't need to make impressions.

But I still want to. That's why I climbed ontop of a large mountain a day after, spending most of my time just doing that. I wanted to tell her about this, just so she could hear about it, and be amazed by my efforts. She held both of my hands with that smile of hers, wonder in her eyes. I wanna do it again and again just to see that.

It feels too selfish, though. So I won't.

Sometimes, she rants to me, feeling like Moomintroll's mind just wanders elsewhere when the time is supposed to focus on both of them. Her ears are down, frustration is in greatly in her voice, and she seems kinda lost. Perhaps like I am.

I don't know how to comfort, but I try my hardest during these times. It feels like a part of me breaks whenever she is upset, and that I would wither away if I continued to see her heartbroken. 

Of course, I don't say anything, but instead I give her hugs and feel that fur I deep down wanted to feel more of, but that didn't matter then. It sort of matters now, still.

Somedays we don't spend time with each other, and that's fine. But I can't help but feel odd seeing her do our usual thing, walk around the woods holding hands, with him instead of me. It also shouldn't matter, but it does.

And I hate it. I don't want her to have to constantly pay attention to me, she has a life outside of our friendship! But why do I just wanna do the things they do all the time? Why do I want what Moomintroll has so much when what I have is already good?

Maybe this valley is doing something to me.

~ Vietal -

Dear Diary, It's been a long while, again. I just didn't have the strength to write about things. I've taken a break from Moominvalley, and it's probably for the best. I'm not used to interacting with people a lot, and plus, my feelings towards my own friend was getting weird.

If I stay away from her for awhile, then perhaps those feelings will go away.

~ Vietal - Dear Diary, I'm still in the woods, it's a bit of a long trek.

But I had a dream that shows I just can't get over her. I was in one of Moominvalley's flower fields, similar to the one where I met Snorkmaiden. She was there, as beautiful as ever, and it seems like she was glowing as brightly as the sun.

I ran towards her, but it seemed like I couldn't get to her. The field just kept stretching further and further-even if I was close-she was far from my sight again. But I was determined to get to her, even saying this to myself, and I sprinted full force while outright screaming her name.

I reached a hand towards her, and she reached a hand towards me. But then I was gone, and Moomintroll was there instead.

I woke up, repeatedly saying her name.

Something is wrong with me.

~ Vietal -

Dear Diary, I don't even think this is for travel anymore. I've gotten a separate journal for that, this is just filled with a little bit too much emotional venting right now. I'm still far away from the valley, now in the colder areas I'm used to. But I feel so alone. 

The solitude feels familiar, yet it's what I would rather not have at the moment. I miss waking up and hearing the birds sing, the sense of Moominmama's cooking not too far away, and Snufkin's music on occasion. And of course, even if I act so strange towards her, I miss Snorkmaiden.

It feels like a part of me is missing, even though I wasn't in Moominvalley for extremely long. I guess that's what I get for staying there for an extended amount of time in the first place? I think I should go back.

Hopefully, they won't be angry about my abrupt absence.

~ Vital

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Dear Diary, After a long journey, I've finally returned, just in time for spring. And what a reunion, it was.

No one was mad at me, thankfully, they were a little concerned about why I left so abruptly, but they presumed it was just because of my nature as a Mumrik. I never explained why I actually left, just went with their assumptions, since I didn't want anyone to know about my weird feelings.

I was a bit hesitant to spend time with Snorkmaiden again, but my mind instantly changed when I heard her outright crying. Our conversations never really delved into that point, but it definitely crushed me. I couldn't bear to hear it upon arriving at her home.

I thought it was my fault, because I just decided to leave her with no explanation. And that just made me feel worse, almost on the verge of tears myself. How could I just do that, and not even think about how she felt about me just up and going? I was so stupid. So shortsighted and stupid-

-it wasn't even about me. She reassured me about that fact more than one time. She was really worried when I left, of course, but she understood that sometimes I just needed to be alone, and explore the world. Understandably so, she was still a bit angry that I didn't say goodbye first, but the fact that she didn't hate me relieved a bit of tension on my end.

Not entirely. The true reason why she was upset is because of Moomintroll being so focused on Snufkin returning, to the point where he didn't really care about what she had to say. She was wondering whether if he actually loved her or not, and my heart was cracked again.

I couldn't tell her if he did or not, I didn't know much about romantic love and how it worked, but for once I spoke. I told her that this time, I would stay. I would continue to be with her, and make sure she's happy. If I got the chance, I'd ask him about why he acted like that, hopefully getting an answer.

I wanted to help her smile again.

I comforted her closer this time, she snuggled close to me and I could feel her fur the way I always wanted to. But that didn't matter, as I closed my eyes and rubbed her back. I could hear her whimpers slow to a crawl, as we just laid there on the bed. Softly gripping onto each other. Cuddling.

It was silent, but a good silent.

~ Vietal

- Dear Diary, It took a bit, but I managed to ask Moomintroll about what happened with Snorkmaiden. He told me that sometimes-he just gets really fixated on Snufkin when waiting for him-and pushes people away, probably a bit too harshly? He doesn't intend to.

The two made up, thankfully, and things went back to normal. Least my idea of normal at this point, which was being weirdly jealous.

Something I thought about is that Snorkmaiden was also a bit fixated on waiting for me. Moomintroll also told me that on the first few days of me being gone, she would look outside her window and await my arrival, while also taking some breaks. She hoped that I would come back soon, up until realizing that I needed some space and that it would take awhile.

So-was it a best friend thing? For us to fixate so heavily on those we were bonded with on a close level? Moomintroll did it, Snorkmaiden did it, I feel like I could do it. I know that Snorks and Moomins hibernate, and since I'll stay this winter, I know I'll wait each passing day for everyone to wake up. But it's still a special case for Snorkmaiden.

I think about her a lot. I dream about her sometimes. I even talk about her to some of my other friends, and I don't think I want to stop. Moominmama and Little My always give me some weird look whenever I do too, and I don't understand it.

Is it annoying? Entertaining? Is there something I'm missing? Why do I love her so much?

...

Oh. -

Dear Diary, Couldn't finish the last one properly. I think I understand things now. From myself, to Moomintroll and Snufkin, to why I keep getting those weird faces. I think...I might feel romantic love towards Snorkmaiden. I think that's why I feel excited when I see her, why I like to hold hands with her, why I like talking and doing anything with her, why I want to be with her forever, and why I want to be like Moomintroll.

I really, really love her. Love her more than the winter, than travels-well-I still love those, but my love for her is something I can't get over. She's so lovely herself, knowing so much about romance, I bet she could really surprise me sometimes.

Am I gonna need a separate diary for this? Goodness.

~ Vietal

- Dear Diary, I'm not sure if I can just tell her. I don't even think she feels the same way, since she's with Moomintroll. But it doesn't matter, as long as she can still smile and stay happy with someone she loves.

I'll just have to learn how to deal with this.

On another note, she gave me some flowers today. One of which usually grows during the winter, she says it's a winter jasmine. I don't know what it is, but something about it felt special to me. Maybe it's because she said that one of it's meanings is love?

But she likely meant platonic love. I highly doubt she likes me back, she's still relatively close to Moomintroll. Actually, that reminds me...does he even like her? Romantically?

Whenever I see them walk together, on occasion, he looks a bit uncomfortable. His smiles look a bit forced, he looks a little distracted, and some of his subtle movements seem bothered whenever they come close to each other.

I've seen him more comfortable with Snufkin, whenever I do see them hanging out anyways. Should I do something about this?

...I don't really know how to handle it though, probably not.

~ Vietal

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Dear Diary, Well, again, been awhile. It's just been the usual, with a bit more understanding towards my feelings. I've been a bit blue sometimes, but Snorkmaiden's presence just automatically makes things better for me. It's strange how love works.

Well, this doesn't have to do with smiles, unfortunately. Somewhat. Turns out I was right about Moomintroll's feelings, and he was starting to force romantic attraction to Snorkmaiden. Their love was geniune at first, it seems? But eventually, it dwindled. It happens.

I hope it doesn't happen to me.

Snorkmaiden told me it was for the better, and she's happy for him. She told me this on the verge of tears, not unlike what happened when I promised her to stay, and even if she tried to act as if this didn't bother her, I could obviously tell.

I did what I did last time, and gave her more physical comfort as she began to let it out. It was hard to listen to, and I wanted to block out the sound of her sobs beating against my heart, but I pushed through, sort of. I cried with her.

I just couldn't help it? But she started to comfort me, we were both trying our hardest to comfort each other, holding each other tightly. Her snout was heavily pressed against my face, and she stopped her tears for a second to blush. For once, I laughed since it looked so funny, and she did too.

The blushing didn't stop for awhile, though, and she seemed a bit awkward. I wondered why, but then I recalled that how her and Moomintroll basically kissed through pressing their snouts together...

...Oh.

I'm not making any advances, though. She needs time to breathe.

~ Vietal -

Dear Diary, Winter is arriving, and now I must say goodbye to my friends in Moominvalley. For one must travel, and the others must hibernate. I won't even be as lonely, knowing that there are winter creatures here.

Thankfully, this time I can tell Snorkmaiden goodbye and not worry her too much. I have a few flowers for her to sleep next to, as well as a letter for her to read when she wakes up. A letter intended to tell her how I feel towards her, a crush aside, and I am ready for our reunion when Spring comes back.

It's the one way I can say those words to her.

~ Vietal -

Dear Diary, On my travels again, I have kept her gifts, including one she gave me before I left. A photo of us we tried taking while lounging around in the woods. It's messy, it's funny, but it has care put into it. I love it

I love her. I wish to see her again soon.

~ Vietal -

Dear Diary, I think I won't write in this one for awhile, because...it feels like a nice way to look back on how things have progressed.

When I came back, I went to her house first and called for her name. I could faintly hear her run down the stairs as fast as she could, and then she leaped into my arms. We span around in circles, giggling, before eventually stopping to look at each other.

We stared. Like how we first met. Both of our paws were hand in hand, and it felt like it was only us.

She said these words to me.

"Vietal...I read your letter. And I am really flattered to know that's what you think of me." She paused, and gently placed the jasmine flower petal on my hat. I gasped a little, yet continued to hold on her free hand. "I think that's what I think of you, too."

I froze, but her warm smile grounded me to reality. It was true.

"I love you."

Not long after, we looked at the valley together; paw in paw, our bodies and heads close together as the sun rose.

I wouldn't have this any better in any other way.

~ Vietal

[deku-lily]

A (late) b-day gift for Perf and TK!

This here is just a little something I wrote to celebrate Time Kid Sans’ birthday (and to thank Perf for, you know, bringing him into the world in the first place.) It’s pretty late, but the idea popped into my head and wouldn’t leave! >//w//< So, here we go! ^o^

TK!Sans and all the other Time Kids/the QuantumTale gang are PerfectShadow06’s babies. I’m just writing about them for kicks and (hopefully) laughs. :3

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It was a nice day out. The birds were singing, the flowers were blooming… A young skeleton known outside of his universe as “TK” lounged beneath his favorite napping tree, staring up at the sky through its leaves. However, he wasn’t napping, this time. Today, he was thinking.

TK Sans had unique abilities, allowing him to travel to other worlds and their timelines. In them, he met other versions of himself. Almost all of them were older than him, and that made him wonder. Was he one of them, in the making? If so, which one would he be? Was that something he could decide, or would Fate ultimately decide that for him?

He hoped Fate stayed out of it. Some of those other Sanses were pretty ticking weird, when they weren’t total goobers or just plain insane…

His thoughts were interrupted when Undyne stomped up to him and, without any preamble, boldly said, “YO, nerd punk!! How old are you?”

Sans sat up, raising a brow ridge at her as he asked, “why d’you wanna know?”

Undyne rolled her eyes impatiently. “Because Papyrus told me it was your birthday, today! And there’s this human tradition I heard about, that I want to try. But it depends on how old you are, so just tell me, already!”

Sans didn’t immediately answer. He hadn’t realized it was his birthday, already. But leave it to good ol’ Papyrus to remember, for him. Sans couldn’t help but chuckle at how cool his baby bro could be. Finally, he said to Undyne, “before i tell you, what’s this tradition you heard about?”

She grinned before telling him, giving him a really bad feeling.

“It’s a good luck tradition, where the birthday boy (or girl, I guess) gets spanked once for every year they’ve lived, plus one. And guess who gets to try it out today?” She cracked her knuckles with a smile that did NOT bode well for Sans.

The skeleton sat upon the ground for a second, blinking at his friend. Then he calmly stood, brushed himself off, looked her straight in the eyes and said “no tickin’ way,” before running for his life. He heard her roaring behind him.

“NGAAHH! GET BACK HERE, YOU BONY COWARD!!!” Sans didn’t dare look back, but he knew she was gaining on him.

*not good! The young skeleton reached into the bag of tricks he kept on hand for emergencies like this. Finding what he was looking for, he chucked a special little surprise behind him. Undyne was stopped by a cloud of smoke and confetti, letting him slip away. She wasn’t going to be happy with that, but if it got Sans away from the spearfish hunting for him, it was all good to him.

~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~

He decided to hide in the lab, for a while. Upon entering, Sans tip-toed his way around all the bits and pieces scattered on the floor. It looked like Alphys was working on her latest pet project (that, or it blew up. Again.)

Suddenly, one of his shoelaces caught on something, tripping him! His arms windmilled as he fell chin-first into a box full of miscellaneous parts. He heard Alphys’ surprised voice as he struggled to heave himself out of the box, his legs kicking in the air and unable to find any purchase.

“Oh my god! S-Sans? Are y-you alright? I-I didn’t hear you come in…” Finally, she got over her shock and pulled him out by the back of his coat. A couple of gears were stuck in his eye sockets… Sans grinned at her, pointing at his face.

“oh, you know me. just gearing up for my next big adventure!”

Alphys didn’t laugh, but she did take the gears out for him, letting Sans see her unamused expression. It still made him chuckle.

“If you can joke around like that,” said the budding scientist, “then you’re fine. But what are you really doing here?”

Sans shook himself and his coat, a little, making sure no smaller parts were rattling around, anywhere. As he did, he said, “undyne had this stupid idea, just because she found out it’s my birthday. there was no way i was just gonna go along with it, so i got outta there.”

Alphys smiled as she clapped her hands together. “It’s your birthday? Tanjobi oumedetou!”

Sans stopped shaking to stare at Alphys. “…huh?”

She was blushing miserably as she said, “Um… th-that’s how they s-say ‘happy birthday’ i-in anime.”

“oh… okay. thanks, al.” He smiled at her. It wasn’t surprising that Alphys didn’t know it was his birthday. He usually didn’t tell people, since it wasn’t all that important. But it brought up a good question. “wait, why did paps tell fish lips it was my birthday?”

Alphys shrugged uncertainly, unsure whether the question had been directed at her, or if it had been rhetorical. She didn’t get to find out because a loud, insistent knocking was visited upon the lab’s front door.

“Hey, nerd, open up! We need to talk!” Bam, bam, bam, bam went Undyne’s fist, making Alphys worry about the door’s structural integrity.

As a comedian, Sans was offended. He shook his head with one brow ridge raised as he said, “worst knock-knock joke ever.” He shoved his hands into his coat pockets and started walking in the opposite direction, to the lab’s back door. “welp, time out.”

Alphys tried to stop him, reaching a hand for him. “H-hey! You can’t j-just leave me here to deal with her, alone!”

Sans said, over his shoulder, “sorry, al. but i’d kinda like to stay in one piece ‘til my next birthday, yknow?”

His lizard friend’s hand fell as she said, “I see your point.” Undyne then burst into the room, but Sans was already long gone.

~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~

Back outside, Sans sighed. Was the fish stick going to chase him all day, until she got her hands on him for that stupid human thing? Why did Papyrus have to sic her on him, this way? Then again, he probably didn’t know she’d be doing this sort of thing, so it was hardly his fault. He was probably just trying to do something nice. He would have to track Papyrus down and ask him. Come to think of it, he hadn’t seen his bro since breakfast. Granted, he hadn’t been back to the house in a while. Maybe that should be the first place to look? But before he could head that way, another familiar voice stopped him.

“Hello, Sans! What brings out here?”

He turned around, finding Toriel behind him. She was in her clinic uniform, and was carrying a box in her arms. “oh, hey tori. nothin’ much. just about to head home, actually.”

Toriel smiled. “I am going home, as well. I was asked to run an errand, and-” She stopped mid-sentence, focusing intently on Sans’ face.

It made him a little uncomfortable. “uh, do i have something on my face?”

“Yes, you do,” said the princess. “There is a small hairline fracture along your mandible, on the right side.” She grabbed him by the hand and started hauling him behind her. “You are coming to the clinic to have it treated.”

“aw, c’mon, tori! i’m fine!” Even as he said that, Sans touched his mandible and finally felt it. It was a tiny thing, so small he hadn’t even noticed it before she pointed it out, but it was there. It must have happened when he fell into that box of metal and plastic parts. It stung a bit…

Without looking behind herself, Toriel said, “I have heard that one before, Sans. I am still treating you.”

The time bug rolled his eyes. “fine. but you don’t have to hold my hand! i can walk by myself.”

She didn’t let go. “If I release you, you will run away.”

Sans scoffed. “oh, puh-lease! name one time.”

“Last Thursday. You were due for your booster shot and ran off before it could be administered. You have not visited the clinic, since.”

Sans blushed, having forgotten about that. “oh, right. heh! sorry, tori. i, uh, don’t like needles.” He had been dealing with the things all his life. Could he be blamed for not wanting any more stuck in him?

Toriel, still facing forward, didn’t notice any change in Sans’ expression. But she did say, “I am well aware of your discomfort with needles, Sans. But your health is of greater concern to me.” Her hand tightened on his. “So please, do not run away, again.”

He thought for a moment, then sighed as he said, “oh, alright.” She really was a good friend, even if she was a bit of a worrywart.

The treatment didn’t take long. Just a little healing magic to his mandible and he was good as new. But before he could leave, Toriel smiled brightly and said, “That is right! Sans, permit me to wish you a happy birthday.”

Stopping mid-stride, Sans stared at her. “how’d you know that was today?”

“I met your brother, while I was on my errand. He was the one to tell me.”

“he did, huh?” Just what was the little rascal up to? “anyway, thanks, tori.” He tried to leave again, but Toriel’s hand grabbing his wrist prevented that.

With a pleasant smile, she said, “I do believe there is still the matter of that booster shot to attend to.”

Sans was filled with dread. He tried wheedling his way out of things. “aww, but it’s my birthday! you can’t expect a guy to deal with that on his birthday, can you?”

Still smiling, Toriel said, “Had you received your shot when you were supposed to, we would not have to do it today.”

Sans couldn’t argue with that. He tried to pull his wrist away, but Toriel wasn’t making it easy. In fact, he knew she could drag him away to see the doctor, bag of tricks or not.

A chill wind blew through his bones. It looked like he was getting ticking shot, after all.

~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~***~~~~~

Sans rubbed at his chest, since he couldn’t rub his soul in public. That magic booster shot always hurt! He didn’t even need it, but he got it every couple of years, anyway. Doc Gaster always said there was no harm in it, but Sans’ opinion differed on matter. Vehemently.

He sighed. Welp, what was done, was done. There was no point in wasting energy whining about it. He still had to find his little brother and ask him what the tick he thought he was doing, telling all their friends about his birthday. Though he seemed to have missed Alphys… that or Sans had run into her before Papyrus had the chance to tell her. Still, it raised the question of “where was he, now?”

Probably not at the castle. Prince Asgore Fluffybuns was way too busy with royal stuff to entertain unannounced guests. Probably not Gorgette’s house, since they didn’t know where she lived (and Sans REALLY hoped Papyrus wasn’t going to tell her.) Of all their friends, that just left the Blook cousins and…

Just as he was thinking about them, Sans saw Frisk up ahead. They were reading a book while sitting under a tree, which gave him an idea.

A little sneaking and a little blue magic later (much easier than climbing), Sans was above Frisk, in the boughs of the tree. He started dropping handfuls of leaves on their head, confusing them for a little while before they thought to look up. Their face met more leaves, making Sans chuckle.

Frisk was smiling, too. “I guess it’d be asking too much for you to get down and leaf me alone?” they asked.

And so, the pun-off began. Sans retorted with, “why should i? trees are the best place fo-rest.”

“You don’t look very rested to me. You look sapped of energy.”

Sans suddenly didn’t feel like playing, anymore. “ugh, don’t remind me.”

Frisk was concerned. “What’s wrong?”

Sans climbed down the old-fashioned way, sitting next to Frisk as he said, “undyne has this stupid idea about spanking me, just because it’s my birthday. she says it’s something humans do.” Incredulously, he asked, “do you seriously do that sorta thing?”

Frisk nodded, but also said, “They aren’t supposed to be real spanks, though. Just fake ones to embarrass you in front of your friends. But it doesn’t sound like Undyne knows that…”

Sans shuddered, rattling slightly. “pretty sure she doesn’t. and she’s already tracked me down twice.”

Frisk looked up, and in the general direction of the clinic. “I think she’s working on number three.”

Sans followed their squinty gaze, seeing the tall dust cloud that somebody was leaving in their wake as they ran. Sans softly said, “no tickin’ way,” as Undyne became visible.

Frisk put a hand on his shoulder, saying, “Quick! Hide behind the tree. I’ve got an idea.” They stood and left the shade, making themselves more visible to Undyne as Sans hid. The royal guard-in-training arrived shortly afterward, skidding to a stop and making her dust cloud expand. Sans peeked around the tree as much as he dared to watch them while they talked.

Thankfully, Undyne hadn’t seen him before he hid. To Frisk, she said, “Hey, punk! Have you seen Sans, today?”

Frisk, coughing on the dust a bit, shook their head. “Can’t say I have. Why?”

Undyne reached into a pocket, pulling out some kind of piece of paper. “It’s the dweeb’s birthday, and Papyrus asked me to have our friends sign this.” She gave Frisk a pen, and the human signed whatever-it-was. Sans was curious, but Undyne wasn’t done.

“I’ve already seen Alphys and Toriel. I’m supposed to go see Asgore now. But if you see that bony coward, stall him. Papyrus doesn’t want him home before 4pm!”

“Okay. But one thing, first.” Undyne raised an eyebrow at them, just before Frisk said, “Since you don’t normally do stuff like this, does that make you a fish out of water?”

Sans had to hide completely behind the tree, covering his mouth as he struggled not to laugh. Undyne’s face had been priceless!! But Frisk boldly went on.

“It’s odd that you would do anybody a favor. Are you feeling alright?”

Undyne spoke through clenched teeth. “I. Am fine. Thank you.”

“Are you sure? You’re looking a little… green around the gills.”

“SHUT UP!!!” Undyne glared at Frisk for a moment, but then…

“Whatever you say, sturgeon general.”

Undyne roared, and Frisk bolted while dodging spears like a pro. They led her away from Sans and the tree, and the skeleton finally let himself laugh out loud.

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After recovering from his belly-laughing, Sans went home. It was a little after noon, and he was hoping to catch Papyrus in the middle of whatever-it-was he was doing.

Sans snuck in quietly, wanting to surprise his brother. But he wasn’t in the living room, or the dining room or kitchen, and everything seemed normal. Maybe he was in his room? Or outside? But when Sans opened the door to Papyrus’ room, he was met by something unexpected.

Nothing. There was absolutely nothing out of the ordinary. With no other leads, he went outside. Again, there was nothing to indicate anything was going on. Sans was left scratching his skull.

Was he too early? Was Papyrus off somewhere, gathering whatever supplies he needed for his plan? What did he think he could do, all by himself? Where was he?

*…is he okay? he knows he should be home, by now. did something happen? what if-

Sans’ thoughts were interrupted by a sound, coming from his room. Papyrus didn’t normally go into his room…

He grit his teeth. *a burglar? i swear, if they did something to paps…!

Sans ran up the stairs. He kicked opened the door, eyes glowing and ready to rumble. He startled the intruder, who was laying on his belly on the floor.

“NYEH?! BROTHER? YOU’RE HOME! I-I MEAN, DON’T LOOK! IT’S NOT DONE, YET!”

Papyrus was trying to cover up a large piece of paper with the upper half of his body. As relief flooded Sans’ body he looked around, finding all manner of things that he hadn’t had in his room, this morning. Colorful chains made with construction paper, ready to hang wherever, party hats and little party favors, rolls of streamers, the list went on.

Now calm, Sans asked, “paps, what’re you doing in my room?”

Busted, the little skeleton stood up, clutching his project in his hands. Hesitantly, he confessed.

“I KNOW I’M NOT SUPPOSED TO BE IN HERE, WITHOUT PERMISSION BUT… JUST IN CASE YOU CAME HOME EARLY, I WAS HOPING THIS’D BE THE LAST PLACE YOU’D THINK TO LOOK FOR ME! YOU KNOW, BECAUSE YOU ALWAYS SLEEP ON THE COUCH, FOR YOUR AFTERNOON NAP! AS FOR WHAT I’M DOING…” Papyrus turned the paper he was holding around, letting Sans see it. It was a half-colored drawing of the two of them and Doc Gaster, with all their friends surrounding them. Sans was in the middle of it all, with a big smile on his face. Papyrus continued while he looked it over.

“YOU’VE BEEN QUIET, LATELY. WELL, QUIET FOR YOU, I MEAN. AND A LITTLE SAD, EVERY NOW AND THEN. I WANTED TO DO SOMETHING NICE, TO CHEER YOU UP, BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT COOL BROTHERS DO!”

Sans was a little stunned. “so… you’ve been planning a birthday party, for me?”

“YES!!” Papyrus grew more animated as he revealed everything. How he had enlisted Undyne to help everyone sign a special birthday card, and keep Sans from coming home too soon. How he had figured out Sans’ favorite cake flavor, and had asked Toriel to help him bake one up, later. How he was going to make all the decorations by himself, so everything would be extra special! Toriel had said she’d help him hang them up, too. But now…

“EVERYTHING WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SURPRISE! BUT NOW IT WON’T BE. I WAS HOPING UNDYNE WOULD KEEP YOU DISTRACTED, LONGER!”

Sans held back a laugh. “s-sorry, pap. she was the one that got distracted. she ran into frisk, and they tried out some puns on her. you know how she is with puns.”

Papyrus nodded. “EXACTLY! I THOUGHT SHE’D BE CHASING YOU AROUND FOR MOST OF THE DAY!”

Sans’ smile became a little fixed as he thought, *so he DID sic undyne on me… Aloud he asked, “were you the one who told her about the human birthday tradition?”

Papyrus tilted his head. “WHAT TRADITION?”

“nothin’. forget i asked, buddy.” Sans pat his brother on the head, relieved that he was innocent of THAT much, at least. Still, he hadn’t realized his thinking about the future had been that obvious. Had he really been that much of a mope about it? He didn’t mean to worry anybody, especially not his little brother. He might have to take his thinking someplace else, from now on…

Changing the subject, Sans said, “sorry about the surprise being spoiled. y’know, i could always pretend to be surprised. i can be pretty convincing, look!” Sans feigned surprise, knowing full well it wasn’t very convincing, but giving it a shot, anyway. Papyrus wasn’t amused.

“THAT DOESN’T COUNT!” He pouted up at his big brother, looking adorable despite his frustration.

“heh! sorry, pal.” Even as he chuckled, Sans did feel a little bit bad. Papyrus had clearly been working hard on this surprise. It was a shame he hadn’t managed to pull it off. But running around today, seeing all his best friends, having a laugh or two… All-in-all, it had been a pretty good birthday (minus that shot but hey, a guy couldn’t have everything. At least Toriel had meant well.)

It all made Sans think, *i’m a pretty lucky guy, aren’t i?

The older brother smiled. “hey, paps. you wanna know somethin’?” When the younger brother nodded Sans knelt down, meeting his eyes. “you did manage to surprise me with one thing. you reminded me of how many cool friends we’ve got. and how i’ve got the coolest little bro in the world.”

Papyrus was beaming. “REALLY??” At Sans’ nod the brothers embraced, though the elder added a bit of a noogie for the whole Undyne thing. But he was laughing as his brother tried to wriggle away from him.

Just for today, the future could wait. All those timelines, all those possibilities, Fate… they could wait, too. Right now, metaphorically surrounded by his friends and family, Sans’ present was looking pretty sweet.

[eddiekasp]

Must Be a Better Word- Ch11

Love. There must be A better word. -Adam Gillon My loves @stanleyuriis and @eddiesbadbreak helped me come up with some HCs about Richie and his home life so... its about to get angsty :^) Also on ao3! 

Eddie sat in his bed, his two blankets covering his legs up to his belly button and his back leaning on the headboard. The adjustable lamp that sat on the nightstand on the right side of his bed illuminated a small circle of his white sheets, set to the lowest brightness as he told his mother he would be going to sleep nearly 40 minutes ago already. He felt warm; the room was shadowy and dark save for the small golden ring coming from the side. He was wearing to sleep a shirt that was far too long to be his own-- a shirt Richie had left at his house accidentally four days prior.

On his lap on top of the blanket sat the notebook Eddie had found in Richie’s closet, abandoned and nearly lost forever. Eddie felt like it had to have been more than a coincidence that he asked to clean Richie’s room that day. If he hadn’t, he wouldn’t have the notebook. Richie even let him keep it, happy to see how happy it made Eddie. Eddie just felt lucky.

He had read it so many times through now that he was convinced he could recite it. Eddie had gotten pretty good at memorizing lines of text. Richie starred in many roles in school productions (just last month he played Lumiere in Beauty and the Beast; Beverly did costumes and makeup and Eddie came every night of the show. Richie had pressed the flowers Eddie brought him into a book) and it was always Eddie’s job to help him practice his lines. They’d sit on Richie’s floor, Eddie reading the lines monotonously, making Richie laugh, while Richie reenacted the scene in front of him, gesturing extravagantly and pretending to hit himself on the head with a frying pan like in a cartoon (sounds effects included) when he forgot a line.

Now, the lines in front of him would not be able to bring forth any feeling of monotony. A lot of the pages, some about him and others which were Richie’s writing or doodles, made Eddie wanna spin around in his room or jump up and down or something silly like that, but instead he held the back of his hand up to his mouth, concealing the smile that bloomed on his face from himself.

Others, though, really… worried Eddie. He thought about asking Richie about them-- jokes about his mother and her problem with drinking, or how his father knows anything about him or WANTS to, how he feels like his family totally doesn't give a shit about him-- 8 or so pages like these written as rants or masquerading as funny jokes. But he didn’t know if it was his place. Although Richie had given him the book, Eddie wondered if he remembered those entries were written amongst the many pages of lighter fare. Plus, this was years ago… did Richie still feel this way?

He figured he must have, since Richie had Eddie over at all hours of the night and his parents said nothing. Not to mention the fact that Richie almost never brought up his parents, and if he did it was only to Eddie in a very quick and biting comment. And he knew Richie didn’t drink.

But then he began wondering, and this wondering didn’t stop until he did something about it. If Richie feels ignored and not cared about, Eddie had to do something about it. The thought of him ever feeling that way made warm tears prick in the corner of his eyes if he thought about it for too long.

So Eddie pulled the covers off of his bed, duelly reminded of how much he wanted to talk to his boyfriend after getting a small remembrance of his cologne that stuck like old stickers onto the shirt he was wearing. His heart felt warm, how it felt when he hugged Richie, and he tiptoed quietly into the hallway where the phone was.

The floor under him felt cold on his adjusting toes. He cursed (as he had at least 5 times a week) that his mother did not trust him enough to put a phone in his room. He had mastered the art of closing his door lightly as not to alarm his mother of him running away, and thanked fuck that their old curly-wired home phone in the upstairs hallway had retired from use two years ago, forcing her to get a cordless home phone. He’d sneak into the hallway quickly, the pads of his small feet barely hitting the floor beneath him, snatch the phone up and run back to his room.

He would talk to Richie with his window open, leaning out in that direction because that was the most likely way his mother wouldn’t hear him. Now, though, it was past midnight on the first week of March. Eddie already had Richie’s gift wrapped and hidden in his clothing drawer. Eddie loved March, loved how happy Richie got when they’d surprise him with cake and gifts on his birthday, loved how cold it was besides the 4 layers of shirts his mother made him wear, but now he worried he’d catch a cold leaning out the window in nothing but a thin t-shirt and his underwear.

Eddie bounced slightly up and down, convincing himself he was creating some body heat, and hoped that he wouldn’t be waking Richie up from sleeping. It was a school night, and he supposed the conversation could wait until third period when Richie had class and he didn’t and they could sit in the empty auditorium and do whatever. But Eddie felt like he had to talk to him now.

On school nights, Richie was usually doing one of two things: sleeping, as he had been the second he walked into the house and taken his red converse off, or saving sleep for that beautiful three-hour period between 4 and 7 am so he could finish up procrastinated homework and could be found at 12:43 at his window as Eddie was now, maybe smoking a cigarette or maybe just feeling the cool air on his warm cheeks.

Although Eddie hated when Richie didn’t get enough sleep, he’d feel even worse if he would be interrupting him if he’d already passed out. Richie and Eddie talked on the phone late at night at least every other night, but it was almost always planned and usually not this late. It was rare for Eddie to stay up past 11.

He typed the memorized number onto the plastic-y buttons of the handset, the familiar song of the buttons in that exact order echoing in his ears as he put the receiver to them. After two rings, not Richie’s voice but his father's.

“Who’s calling this late?” a deeper voice said, not angry but definitely stern.

“O-oh, hi Mr. Tozier. It’s Eddie… Richie’s friend. I’m sorry for calling so late it’s just-- is Richie asleep?”

“Not sure.” Went pulled the phone away from his face and Eddie heard a vague calling of “Richard! Pick up the phone,” and then a click as he exited the only conversation he had ever had or probably would have with Eddie Kaspbrak.

Eddie heard a breath flow into the speaker of his phone before hearing the familiar, “Hey, Eds!” Eddie could tell he was wide awake, he just noted that his father hadn’t bothered to say it was too late to be talking on the phone. “Why ya calling so late? Did you miss meeeeee?” Richie said gleefully, making kissy noises into the phone.

Eddie felt any stiffness in his back that kept him sitting up straight start to melt as it always did when Richie talked to him. He could just relax.

“Of course not, you nerd. I just wanted to hear your voice.”

“Isn’t that kinda like the same thing?” Eddie could hear Richie’s upturned smile weaving its way into his words through the phone. Eddie could always hear Richie’s smile just as much as he could see it. It made him smile, too.

Eddie laughed at his question. “It might be.”

Richie laughed too. “Well, you know I always mish you when we’re apart, shweetheart.” His Humphrey Bogart impression had gotten a bit better since he was 12; his voice getting deeper helped a bit. “I really did though! In fact, you should come over. I don’t feel like doing homework anyways.”

“Rich, we have school tomorrow,” Eddie sighed into the phone. Honestly, he wish he could have gone over.

“Yeah, but so what? We can sleep in through first period, and you know I can forge a pretty good late pass.”

“If my mom sees that I’m gone on a school night she’ll really think I ran away this time. She’s already flipping out on me that I’m never home anymore.” Eddie contemplated how he felt on what was happening between him and his mother. “I mean, of course it’s probably better for me this way. I feel bad for hurting her though, yknow?”

“I get it, but you know she’s the worst Eddie. Like, honestly you shouldn’t have to feel bad. The only thing you should be worried about in regards to her is making sure she takes her Plan B after I leave in the morning.” Richie whooped into the phone and Eddie rolled his eyes.

“Very funny, dumb ass.”

“But I’m being serious. She treats you like shit and she’s a huge bitch to you. I know I shouldn’t say that about my future mother-in-law, but you of all people should know she’s… kinda the worst, dude. Honestly, I don’t think you’re obligated to treat her well at all. She makes you feel bad, which means she’s a bad person. So don’t feel guilty.”

Eddie felt that same hot redness flush across his skin. “Mother-in-law?” he chimed, passing in a sly comment to cover up his heart beating in his throat. He smiled. “What makes you think I’d marry you, huh?”

“If you said no to a proposal from the Richie Tozier, you’d be the biggest idiot alive.”

“I guess it takes one to know one.”

They laughed at the same time, Richie unabashedly booming through his room while Eddie had to remind himself what time it was and cover his giggles into the palm of his hand. There was a silence, comfortable and warm, broken by a cough coming from Richie.

“Are you smoking out your window right now?” Eddie said, picturing the boy leaning his elbow on the window sill, phone trapped between his ear and shoulder as he flicked ashes onto the grass below his window. A position his brain had memorized.

“You know me so well! Yeah, I… I’m actually on my second pack in the last two days,” Richie said guiltily. He knew Eddie didn’t mind him smoking, (as long as it wasn’t near him; it sometimes made his asthma bad) he just worried it'd hurt Richie's lungs. Eddie knew how much it sucked to have problems breathing. Eddie had actually been doing a decent job on persuading him to try and smoke only 1 cigarette a day and Richie even found himself skipping days altogether when he had been feeling really happy. Eddie wondered what had happened.

“Is… something wrong, Richie?” Eddie furrowed his brows, starting to worry.

“Well, uh.” Richie paused, taking in another breath and clearing his throat. Unknown to Eddie, Richie had put his cigarette out and took the back of that hand to wipe his eyes quickly. He didn’t continue speaking.

“Richie, is it… your parents?” Eddie’s heart sped up, but for the wrong reasons.

Richie nodded his head before remembering Eddie couldn’t see him. “Uh, sorta. Yeah.”

Eddie checked the clock again. Almost 1. Richie had been right, though. Why should Eddie give a shit what his mom thinks?

“Do you think I’d get murdered if I took my bike to your place?” Sonia’s window was overlooking where Eddie’s car was normally parked. She’d see the lights for sure, and wake up in a panic.

“I can come with my car. I'll stay at the stop sign down the street.”

“Okay, I’ll see you soon then. Get here safe.”

“I will... Love you.”

“Love you, too.”

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NOW FOR THOUGHTS AND THINGS

* I don’t think the entire zodiac would work out well, so is there any other sort of thematic personality quiz or superstition that has closer to four or five options? Or I mean would people not mind if I said 'here is zodiac kingdom, but we’re only gonna romance four or five of them’? I mean just rationally it would take way too long to make a game with twelve love interests that each have a plotline in the real world and the magical world. Oh! Maybe it could be like.. aren’t there those ways to categorize zodiacs?? Like... uhh.. ‘muteable and immuteable signs’? or Something? or maybe just group it by seasons? Maybe its something like the seasons are all continents in the mirror world, so this game could just take place on one of them. And it leaves it very open for fanworks, yknow!

* Also, hmm, western or eastern zodiac? I mean it’d be easier to assign traditional fantasy races to animal signs, probably, but I don’t know many games that’ve used the western signs as a theme. But then again I really wanna do a kingdom of bunny people! Ehh maybe I could make that Libra cos that;s my sign. Or hmm excuses excuses well bunnies have good balance XD

* Possibly that star mermaid design I made up could work here? Tho I also like the idea of using it in one of my other plots.

* Maybe the ability to remember both worlds is an inherited trait of the royal family, and the whole reason they’re given the role of royal family in the first place. Like, they act as oracles and tell people about their real world selves, and try and predict conflicts in the fantasy kingdom based on stuff that’s happening in real life. So your country could be suffering from a lack of power after their last queen lost her ability to travel between worlds, and they’ve only been able to keep the economy steady because of her cool clockwork robot inventions. So there’s extra pressure on you being a great princess now that you’ve awakened to your power!

* Not sure whether I should keep that idea from my dream of the protagonist having multiple appearance options that give her different elemental boosts. Cos I mean you’d assume that each standard fantasy kingdom place embodies a different element, right? So would that mean you’d be princess of a different kingdom each time? Cos that’d be even harder to write all the dialogue for than writing 24 love interests... or is it gonna be like there’s four neighbouring kingdoms for the standard four elements and then all your selectable options are a bunch of more unusual elements that’d become the fifth one? like you decide if this world has element of steel or element of thunder or element of cake... OR maybe just the kingdoms aren’t limited to one element, and everyone just has their own individual element tied to personality instead of nation. That;d be cool cos there could be more variety in the npcs! Like fire and ice and water bunny folks!

* Though it could actually be really interesting if the protagonist country could change. Like maybe depending on what you pick, one of the love interests would be your sibling instead? O_O Could be cool to have a secret platonic sibs route for everyone!

* One simple idea for the prince/princess dynamic: everyone says get married to this dude, you end up smooching his sister instead, everyone shrugs and the two kingdoms get united anyway. Woo!

* Other possibly more conflict-y ideas tho: Love interest gal isn’t a princess, but just the butler or bodyguard that came to escort the prince. Love interest is a lower class commoner who just works in the prince’s kitchen, you fall in love over mutual love of fancy cakes~ Love interest is a robin hood esque adventurer who rescues the prince from bandits, now you have to compete against princey cos he fell in love with her too!

* Actually, could be interesting to think about the prince’s role in each of these routes, cos it’d get boring quick if he was always like a Gaston guy who wants you to marry him and gets villain-y if you refuse. Maybe for the butler lady, the prince is like her childhood friend who super supports her dating you? And he’s totally ace as hell and pretty much dies of happiness when you say you don’t want to marry him. Damn social obligations, amirite? It could be funny if he looks like your cliche stoic asshole smug guy for like.. a total of five seconds, before he realizes you’re not interested in him. “Oh phew, its exhausting to keep that up! And for some reason people STILL want to date me!” And I dunno, maybe for cake lady, the prince is her friend and he’s like a nerdy studyman who wants to revamp the political structure of his country and close the gap between the upper and lower class. So he actually DOES want to marry you, even though he’s equally uninterested. He’s struggling with kind of anti hero status here, cos he feels like he has to follow his parents’s dumb rules in order to ascend to the throne, before he can actually change things. And its like ‘but do the ends justify the means?’ when the means are pressuring someone into a loveless marriage and the both of you being unhappy forever. Though this kinda makes him a bigger focus of the route than cake lady, I don’t have any plot for her yet and I’m not sure what would thematically interlink with this plot and give her a starring role...

* Oh, and maybe there’s two princes that actually have a crush on each other, and you can help them get together?

* And then i had an idea maybe for the bunny people kingdom, where the batchelorette there has a bratty little brother who’s always getting in the way of the romance. And he’s the prince, but it’s like Blatantly Clear To Everyone that there’s been a mix up, you arrive there for your arranged marriage and the guy is like.. eight. No. Non. Nein. Nicht. Nope. But then he’s like Sibling Tsundere, and he’s only being bratty to you cos he can tell you have a crush on his sister and he wants to test if you’re trustworthy. And he can be a cute lil sweetheart once you win him over, and he helps convince the Council Of Vague Ominous Advisor Dudes to let the two of you hook up as super double bunny queens of joy and wonder~!

* Oh and i actually had an idea of how this one could tie in with the real world! Cos maybe the princess is a shy girl in the same class as you in school, who takes care of the class pet bunny. And Because Why Not, maybe she has the same backstory as me and she ran away from abusive parents and is spending the last year or so of high school living alone and struggling to make ends meet. And that bunny is the closest thing she has left to a family, and she’s really depressed about how she’s been the lil guy’s best friend for all these years and now she’ll never see him again once her last year is over. And like.. already she’s not able to see him as much, since he’s meant to be a pet for the younger kids and she’s only allowed to keep looking after him cos she’s in the biology club. But now cos her life situation is so awkward she’s super exhausted juggling schoolwork and jobs to make ends meet, and she might not be able to stay in the club too. Plus the rabbit’s getting kinda old now, and he’s been really sick, and it’s just REALLY SCARY for her... So then you end up finding out that she doesn’t actually have a brother, and her brother in the other world is actually that pet rabbit, because he loved her just that much! And you can tell her this and she’ll have a good old happy cry, cos she was always worried that maybe the rabbit didn’t need her after all, and wouldn’t miss her when she’s gone, cos he’s always been a tsundere little prankster in both worlds. Though that just makes the whole thing even sadder cos now we know BOTH of them are gonna be hella depressed when this school year ends... And then maybe in her ending the two of you move in together after you start going out, and things are a little easier with two of you working, and with her getting some support from your family and stuff. And maybe the teachers decide to retire the class bunny cos he’s getting so old, and they take him to a pet adoption shelter but make sure to mention the nice girl who took such great care of him and give her a great reccommendation if she wants to adopt him! And like if you got high enough stats and stuff you get the double good ending where the two of you are able to succeed enough at your jobs that you can afford to keep a pet. Or I dunno, maybe through Power Of Love Magic or something he could get the power to turn into a human in the real world too? Either way the whole family can be together ^_^

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Hi! Can I request a thug/gang Jung Taekwoon AU? Thank you 💓

here u go angel!!! hope this is ok!!! i also incorporated @mamamochi‘s req for secret flowers, it is a really small part of this but i hope that’s alright! 🌸💐🌹🌺🌷

gang!leo

taekwoon is the right hand man in the gang, but honestly he’s even more scary than the leader hakyeon. because at least hakyeon smiles……….. taekwoon does not smile. ever. at least not in public

when the gang started out it was really about money because they needed money but once it picked up taekwoon kinda fell into the role and became a lot stonier whereas hakyeon and jaehwan (the other main man) stayed mostly the same

he’s only ever seen wearing black and usually wears a white face mask and has dark circles from not sleeping well everyone (who isn’t vixx) in the gang is petrified of him, it’s been said that once a rival gang member heard the name “jung taekwoon” and that was all it took to get info out of them

hyuk is still sort of scared of him. he pretends that he’s over it but one time taekwoon tapped hyuk’s shoulder and he shrieked

his role in the gang is a lot of planning w/ hakyeon but he’s also really strong and tall and yknow terrifying so he’s been known to interrogate rivals and also sometimes do some physical damage to them

but you don’t know any of this!!! you only know the jung taekwoon who comes into your bakery with his niece and sister once every couple of weeks

because taekwoon may be a big scary gang member but he loves his family and he especially loves his little niece minyul, so he and his sister and niece spend a lot of time together and it just so happens that you run a bakery right by his sister’s apartment and minyul loves it

and he doesn’t talk to you other than ordering their food but you’ve sort of been entranced by this mysterious man since he first came in

because at first….. he looks scary, in his steel toed boots and heavy black wool coat and dark eyes, but when he talks to minyul (you know her and her mom because they’re regulars) his face gets soft and it’s like his whole persona shifts

and you can’t help but think that it would be nice to be on the receiving end of that sweet stare, plus it doesn’t help that he’s so handsome and has such a nice voice and carries himself like a prince

you feel silly, but whenever he comes in your heart picks up a little….. you tell yourself that it’s not like he knows so who cares

but he knows!!! because he has to notice when people are staring at him he can’t miss that sort of thing, it might get him killed

at first taekwoon is pretty sure that you’re a rival spy and are undercover to kill him because why else would you be staring like that??? but when he tells hakyeon about it hakyeon is like, “idk why they must be crazy but it sounds like they think you’re cute”

taekwoon is like: sounds fake but ok

but over time he picks up on things, like you always fumble with the plates when you clean them up from one of the tables and your hair usually has a bit of flour in it and either you’re really good at pretending to be a klutz or you’re actually a klutz, and a klutz would not make a good spy

it’s not like he’s watching u though……. he just…….. has to make sure you aren’t trying to kill him (hakyeon somewhere is laughing at this dummy)

one night you’re walking home from work and you hear footsteps behind you and at first you don’t think anything of it, but it’s been three blocks and the footsteps keep getting closer and you’re starting to get nervous

it happens in a split second but suddenly a hand is around your mouth and pulling you into an alley and at the same time you see taekwoon coming out of an apartment building from across the street(he was visiting his sister) and before the creep who pulled you into the alley could even take a breath ……..

u thought taekwoon was gonna be ur knight in shining armor???? sike, you took self defense classes for a reason!!!!! you bite down hard on the creep’s hand and bash the back of your head into his face as hard as you can

by the time taekwoon arrives the dude is cradling his bloody nose and looks like he’s about to grab you before you can pull pepper spray out of your bag

but then taekwoon steps in and decks him in the face and he literally

knocks him out with one hit???? and you’re like ???????????? before he looks at you and instinctively you’re like “i could’ve taken him”

and taekwoon is looking at you like you’ve grown a second head, here he thought you were just a klutz but it turns out you’re a klutz who can break a man’s nose?????

before he can say something you stumble a little bit and ur like hey should the world be spinning???????????can i sleep here?????

taekwoon’s like……….. no you probably have a concussion

hakyeon had told him he had to go pick up jaehwan but looking at you he knows that there’s no way he’s willing to leave you like this (because you remind him of a drugged puppy or something…. not because he thinks you’re cute and wants to take care of you…….)

so he mumbles “come on” and takes your hand (if you weren’t yknow just concussed you would pull away immediately but as is….. it’s happening) and brings you to where his car is and fastens your seat belt and is like. ok please stay awake i’m taking you to the hospital

but you already look like you’re dozing off so taekwoon has to fr*cking talk to you the whole 20 minute drive to the hospital to keep you awake, and if it was anyone else it would be the worst but your sweet little “mhms” to his stories about minyul make it slightly okay

but he would rather DIE than admit that

so you get to the ER and for some reason he gives the staff a fake name and waits by your bed until the doctor comes and runs some tests and is like “looks like it’s a very minor concussion, your s/o will be fine!!!!” and taekwoon is like … they’re not…… but the doctor has already dipped

he tries to get your address out of you but you’re practically asleep at this point and since the doctor said it was okay for you to sleep taekwoon is like fml guess i’ll take them home

when taekwoon walks into the big fancy apartment he shares with hakyeon with you clinging to his back (you refused to wake up and he had to CARRY you inside) hakyeon’s like …… literally wtf

taekwoon just sighs and puts you on the couch then brings out a blanket for you

because like…….. ur cute but ur not cute enough to get his bed……….

you do this thing …. where he tucks you in and is going to leave but your hand curls into taekwoon’s shirt trying to pull him closer and his heart STOPS and he blushes but he just gently gets you off of him and heads to bed because its like 1am at this point

he explains the deal to hakyeon first tho because otherwise he would get murdered

hakyeon is not amused ™ at first but when you wake up in the morning confused as hell he offers you breakfast

and honestly he finds it sorta cute because he’s never seen taekwoon blush before and it’d probably be good for the guy to date, maybe people will stop thinking he’s a psychopath

anyways when taekwoon wakes up and ur like um thank you so much for everything but also i gotta go home i called an uber he’s like…… give me ur phone

and u do because why not and he puts his number in and is like. text me when you get home and has to resist the urge to kiss you when you stammer and duck your head to hide your blush

it takes taekwoon like a whole month to work up the nerve to ask you on a real date (when it takes him .0001 seconds to get info out of a rival???) but during that month he like….. secretly sends you roses at your work labelled “from your admirer” and texts you every day asking if you’ve eaten and how you’re feeling and you’re practically head over heels by the time he asks you out to dinner

he takes you to a super fancy restaurant and when u see him in his fancy outfit (black blazer black fitted shirt tie black slacks) u……. gape and he’s like “what?????” and ur like “NOTHING”

he kisses you after seeing you to your apartment and you highkey invite him in but he just smirks and goes “next time”

(next time he does take you up on the offer)

there’s a month of honeymoon bliss and taekwoon is literally the perfect boyfriend except he has to leave at weird hours and sometimes he picks up your calls and is extremely cryptic and also what is his job???? and also why had he given a fake name at the hospital?????? and part of you knows something is up but you aren’t about to ask because you’ve fallen in love with him and as long as he isn’t getting hurt that’s okay

until one day he comes to your apartment with a black eye and split lip and you’re like. ok i have ignored weird things so far but That’s Enough What the Hell is Going On

taekwoon’s first instinct is to get angry but he’s also in love with you so he swallows that down and runs a hand through his hair and is like……………………… i’m in a gang…….

a long long long argument/conversation ensues and it ends with both of you tearfully confessing your love and he kisses you so so so softly and keeps murmuring he’s sorry until you finally fall asleep all tangled up in his arms

after you find out your dynamic is much different, you insist that he tells you what he’s doing when he’s able to and that he’s honest with you and you also insist that he does his best to avoid being hurt and to avoid hurting others

when he does come home hurt you kiss his bruises and bandage him up and he softly sings you to sleep so you don’t get upset

he pretty naturally starts to stay over at your place rather than his because you don’t have a roommate and also that way he gets to sleep with you engulfed in his arms

all of his closest friends know you and hakyeon likes to tease taekwoon for the way he goes soft for you but they’re all really grateful because you bring out the kind side of him that they worried was going to disappear

taekwoon in all black and you in a breezy white sundress at the beach: aesthetic

minyul calls you auntie!!! and whenever taekwoon sees the two of you interacting he thinks of raising a child with you and when he tells you that the first time you cry

he doesn’t pda much but he likes to hold your hand to remind himself that you’re there, and in private he always wants to have some contact with you, even if it’s just his hand in your hair, to know that you’re real and haven’t left him

eventually, a couple years after you meet, he leaves the gang and proposes to you and the two of you settle down to start a family and are incredibly domestic and love each other with your whole hearts

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11/15/19 3:33am - goin home, trying new things

So the trip home to see the family was wonderful. Actually I spent a little too long watching TV before leaving and waiting for the gas guy to turn on the heat, so I left a little late and was damn near passing out on the drive over. Had to stop a few times to nap, but made it. Got caught up on The Adventure Zone again. I’m really excited for this new story they’re gonna do, it’s like Harry Potter meets My Hero Academia. Pretty fuckin neato.

But yeah I got there had a beer with my mom and went to the game and froze my fucking BALLS off watching taven play football. ugh jesus. And the poor guys were against a team like 4 times bigger than them, I swear they didn’t get double digit offensive yardage. They’d get an offsides call and start first and 5, hand off the ball to taven three times in a row and he’d pick up 1 yard, 1 yard, -2 yards, and they’d punt it away again. I don’t think I saw a single first down lol. Taven got hurt so we left in the fourth, they were down 77-0 with 10 minutes left -_-

But still, good to see him play lol. It wasn’t about watching a win, it was about being there for him on his birthday. Fuck that sucks though lol. I always hated playing in the cold. 

Most of the weekend I hung out with wes at his and jenny’s place. We did hang out with mom and the fam for a bonfire on saturday, I ate as much guac as I could fit in my face, we had a couple beers, made some fires. It was sweet. Then we played some super metroid before I started passing out.

Sunday wes and I beat the game and went to breakfast. My dad wasn’t around so I drove out to visit JMell in NoVa instead. His place is pretty nice, and we mostly watched some funny youtube videos. Good ol Rack Em Willie and other crackhead vids and this guy Super Sus and general nonsense. Couldn’t go crazy because I needed to make it back for work.

So I drove back. Made it to Jill’s at 2 and she helped keep me awake until I needed to get ready for work because I picked up a daytime shift from 7 to 5. And I slogged through that just fine. Got a raise at work, but like the bare minimum, but I’llll fucking take it. It’s been the exact same as every other time I got a raise I think lmfao. A little extra pocket cash to throw at new toys is nothing to scoff at, though, I need another butt plug and stuff lmfao. 

I was supposed to roll from there to durham to watch the new rick and morty, but I passed out and overslept by an hour instead. fucking hate when my bodily needs get in the way of me trying to hang out with people for 48 hours straight, yknow? Sucks.

But I went to slosh still, had a lovely chill time. Made plans to go home to Jill but ended up bouncing to another bar with a bunch of people there and drank for another hour. Got me in a little hot water, but whatever. Worth it I think lol. I just can’t help myself from hanging out with as many people as long as possible. 

Jill and I woke up at like 2 and hung out most of the day just fucking around watching tv. I bailed to go run some errands and do karaoke. Had to get some epoxy so I could put together my butt plug tail. I finally knocked that out this evening before work, I think it turned out great. Gotta try it out soon :3

But karaoke was quiet. Not a lot of people came out because it was like bitter cold and windy and had been raining all day. So on the plus side I got to sing like five songs. On the downside, I didn’t get to flirt with any new people lolol. An old stripper friend I had made there, Kellene, showed up and we talked about how I was in her dream the night before and chit chatted a bit. Got to sing a little together, I love her fucking voice. But at the end of the night she asked me for some money to help pay for her tab. I was like sure and gave her $8, she said I was sweet asked if I wanted to do anything with her I was like huwhaaa I guess? maybe we make out somewhere? Idk. Then she roams the room around and comes back and asks me for money again and I was like dude I gave you everything in my wallet, you have my $8 right there in your hand. And she says “no this is my $8 I got it from my purse,” while she opens her purse and pulls the rest of the money she needs out of it. I was like... pretty flabbergasted. Like not like floored, more still amused than anything. Drunk people are funny.

Also after I sang some Drake my beautiful bartender Jaime said I should sing Frank Ocean. Killed it singing self control, and she like held my hands and said I love you like she has the past couple weeks. I made a slight mistake and let my curiosity get the better of me. It’s definitely a rule of mine to not ask girls who are working out, but I was just like “look I know this is a little inapprop, but would you want to go out sometime?” and she says “yeah, as friends, definitely.” and I’m like oooooof. She had to take care of another customer so I just walked away from that one. Glad I cleared that up though I really thought she was being flirty and cutesy but I’m just a knucklehead. Could’ve been worse lmfao. 

Anyway, went home with Jill, we hung out all day again watching this mediocre 911 show. Kinda fun at points though. It was mostly nice just chilling with her early since I’d blown her off til really late a couple times in a row. 

Then spice was last night and ho. my. god. It was the normal confection of watching people get beat, not meeting as people this time around because I knew a whole bunch of people that were there already. But I did meet a few. Hung out with the cute boy from the fashion show for a while. We have these like really awkward pauses in conversation though where he doesn’t like ask me anything and I run out of things to say but he’s just staring at me and grinning so intently. Idk, man.  Lol. I was supposed to do a scene that I had talked out with someone, but they unfortunately called in sick. So I thought I wasn’t gonna do anything, but then I ended up chit chatting with Neko and he offered to beat on me that night.

Wowowoww bottoming a REAL impact scene was intense. Like IN. TENSE. like I was thinking about tapping out a few times from the pain of it, but then he’d take a break and scratch me or rub my back and it would just feel so gooooood. By the end I was taking these hits in the back and like shivering with excitement/adrenaline/idk what. He like threw his thigh between my legs while I was up on the cross to support me and started rubbing my back and bit my shoulder and hnnnnng. god I just started lightly scratching and chewing on his arm. I was literally in uncontrollable shivers and giggles afterward, it was actually probably too much lol but I lovvvved it. I feel like I really Get it now. Especially as I sit on my ass covered in bruises today lol. Then my friend Bun squish cuddled me until I came back down to normalcy. Maya and Jill came to watch, actually, they got to see it happen so that was kinda rad. Jill wanted to go dancing at alchemy afterward but I was like no fucking way could I dance after taking that lol. So I drug them out to boxcar with me and we played some galaga and skee ball and foosball and tekken. Me and Jill almost got a shutout on Maya+some rando, and then the randos were like nahhhh so I beat Jill+Maya 2v1. We played again later and I lost the set though. But I was dressed up as a kitty all through boxcar lol, kinda neat. We stayed up til 6am just watching Daria and ranodm youtube shit. 

Slept a long time, almost had a weird fight with Jill, smoothed that over, took a bath for a few hours and I’ve been working. Excited to get off though, but not for any reason in particular. Just fuck work I guess? lol.

I really felt like I needed to write about that impact scene while it was fresh. It’s kinda stuck in my head. :3 

I’ve got emo karaoke in a few days, should be a lot of fun. <3 nothing too exciting coming up though. Having to schedule a bunch of extra work days to appease my boss kinda suckkssss but whatever I’ll take the money lol.

[whale-shark-queen]

You mentioned fucked up weird AUs in your one post? I'm interested. Tell me about your favourite one(s)!!

AAAaaaah thank you so much!!

Uhhhhhhh heck most of them involve N turning into some horrible Thing because he’s the Estranged Outsider with a Connection to the Bad Guys Even If It’s Not Willingly (yknow like how Eren from snk is a titan shifter or Rin from blue exorcist is part demon) and all of them involve vuvuzelashipping (Nxall the Nuvema lot) I don’t really have a single favourite but I’ll summarize the ones I like most (also note that some of them are good dad Ghetsis/Dadsis aus because u gotta balance out the angst somehow plus dadsis aus are Cool)

Under the cut because I literally can’t summarise for shit and I’m sure no one wants to scroll past 3 pages worth of this (mobile users I apologise since the app is SHIT and refuses to even acknowledge these) 

Also here’s a bit of an index so u can skip to ones that sound interesting instead of going through them all but first u should ask nationalharmonica about her aus bc I love all of hers and they’re awesome and need more love and she also helped with alot of these aus too!! ESPECIALLY the Dragonflower au which I won’t include here because I think she has it on her blog somewhere already.  If ur wondering why I haven’t posted any of these it’s because a) i have neither the skill, time or patience to draw up proper references for all of the characters involved and b) I’m always worried theyll seem too Out There for some people but here we go au masterpost i guess, if anyone reading would like more info feel free to ask!!!

Bacterial Contamination inspired au aka bacterial pestileNce

BotW au

Ib au

PMMM au (the longest one)

Plasma/Aether swapover, N wins+UB monochromeshipping au

Simple fNaf dadsis au

sister locatioN dicksis au (yes I have two for that because I only found out about the secret springtrap cutscene at the end of SL that changes everything the other day)

Nombie (dadsis) au

isolatioN au- Au based on the song Bacterial Contamination.  N goes to the snobbiest most pretentious school you can imagine only because his ex mafia boss dad wants the best for him.  N hides the fact he’s being relentlessly bullied until a teacher phones Ghetsis up asking why N is in such a state whenever he comes into school (BC bruises and cuts and looking roughed up in general).  N goes to therapy and gets meds but surprise they’re an experimental drug and he’s a bug boy now

- BotW au where Touya is Link, Cheren as Revali, Bianca is Mipha and Touko is Zelda.  Ghetsis (who is kinda like Demise if he hung around to make sure his curse worked) is the king of a neighboring region who’s a bit of a warmongering asshole but his son N is friends with princess Touko and her…ahem, associates, which is the only reason Touko’s dad stays civil with him at all.  He uses this to his advantage and infects N with the Malice and reveals his plan to take over Unova, knowing fine well that N would run away to Touko for help.  The truth is he’d set up N to be a ticking time bomb and eventually he becomes the Calamity.  After the whole ~100 year coma and releasing the divine beasts~ thing Touya only remembers who N is after killing him but dw there’s a blood moon just as Touko is sealing the Malice away and N’s freed spirit is brought back to become a friendly giant fluffy spider boy just because I said so

- Ib au with N as Mary (obv Ghetsis is Guertena) except instead of going crazy and trying to kill everyone and being burned up and dying himself the toutous make him sit in the frame while they drag it out of the portal to the real world: problem solved.  I have all this stuff about the others being able to step into his frame but he can’t leave unless someone else draws him so he can possess the drawing but I won’t go into it here BC this post is gonna be long enough already

-Okay I have two madoka aus because possibilities for N are Ndless but I’ve only really developed the dicksis version whereas I only have a witch design for a possible dadsis version so here’s the dicksis one.  The first: Ghetsis is kinda like Walpurgisnacht and N was originally a familiar that represented Ghetsis’ interest being only in things that directly oppose him who was becoming powerful enough to become a witch of his own.  Not wanting him to have even a fraction of power himself Ghetsis transformed him into a human shape, gave him sentience and intelligence and as close to a pure heart as possible so he would be easier to manipulate and led him to believe that magical girls/boys hunt down innocent witches for fun and have witches trapped in their soul gems and tasks N with stealing people’s soul gems to ‘free the witch inside’.  The problem is that the alteration gave N the mindset of ‘innocents who aren’t involved must be protected at all costs’ rather than Ghetsis’ mindset of ‘don’t give a fuck about anyone unless they’re a problem’.  N is also sent to integrate into human society so that he can find magical peepos easier so he ends up coincidentally going to school with the Nuvema kiddos.  He ends up becoming friends with them until he finds out Cheren and Bianca are magicas (I’m just gonna call them that for simplicity) but even though the toutous arent magicas they still support them which is all very upsetting and conflicting for N but he tries his best to protect the witches and steal more soul gems until the others eventually call him out on it and prove to him that the shit Ghetsis told him is bull.  When he goes to confront him about it it’s too late, Ghetsis has absorbed enough witches to become a Walpurgisnacht-like entity, and finally allows N to become a witch.  I’ll link the drawings I’ve done of him but basically his labyrinth would be like a puppet theater and even tho hes the witch he’d have this fuckin giant messed up ghetsis-lookin puppet master familiar who pulls at his strings and coordinates his attacks.  There’d be an audience of masked figures that look like all the magicas he’s caused the deaths of, tiny animals with scissors to represent his wish for freedom and also his fear of his ‘father’ since they never actually get to cut the strings holding him up, and figures that look a heck of a lot like the nuvema kiddos watching in a balcony.  This is all tied into a theory I came up with that almost all the witches are able to be saved since yknow how Homura had that figure of Madoka locked away and Madoka was able to bring her back, and how Sayaka had the violin guy and Charlotte had that doll that probably represents her dead mother? My guess is that if the people those figures represent are brought to the witch and reach out to them the magical girl inside would be able to be freed.  But yeah since N was never really a human the Nuvema kiddos can only really save a fraction of his conscious and he ends up like Bebe.  They all beat the shit out of Ghetsis and everyone lives happily ever after with their pocket witch bf

- the au where 1) plasma and aether are sort of swapped around and 2) N beats the toutous in the final battle.  This is actually based on nationalharmonica’s courtesaN au which is awesome BTW (but it doesn’t involve actual courtesans or N being a courtesan at all but its Sarah’s au so if you’re interested you should totally ask her about it).  Ghetsis keeps Touko and Touya prisoner and just to rub it in their faces blackmails Cheren and Bianca into joining and doing sciency experiment shit which ends up with Touko and Touya becoming UB fusions/hybrids themselves; Touya with Kartana and Touko with Celesteela.  Ofc in the later stages they are able to destroy their place of confinement and escape with Cheren and Bianca to find N who becomes understandably fucked off and upset that his friends have been put through all this shit but begs them not  to kill Ghetsis so he can ask what’s going on.  When he does Ghetsis stabs him with a syringe full of UB fusion shit because he knows fine well hes gonna die he just wanted a final ‘fuck you’ before he is killed by both fire and paper cuts.  Surprise! It’s a Guzzlord.  N becomes a big squishy boy. I’ve done drawings of N in human Guzzlord fusion/hybrid form but I’ve been afraid of posting it but uh if anyones interested i will

- Simplified fNaf dadsis au - basically N and the Nuvema kiddos are the ones that were killed and stuffed in the animatronics, Ghetsis owns the place but risks going bankrupt pouring money into helping find the culprit and also his son and his friends when they’ve been stuck in the one restaurant he kept open to stay afloat.  Nate is the new nightguard and they decide to fuck with him to get rid of some of the boredom of being alone together in the one building for like…30 years or so.  In the end they fess up and make Nate pizza as an apology and they’re chill again

- sister locatioN dicksis au - I already summarised a thing i wrote of it in response to an anon but I’ll include here too.  Once again Ghetsis owns all the shit with the animatronics.  Anthea and Concordia get killed by one of them when they were young so years later Ghetsis sends N down to ‘free’ them (surprise he only wanted to get rid of N) but since their spirits have been fused into one hideous amalgamation of animatronics they’ve gone a bit loopy and want to leave.  The whole scooping room thing ensues and they accidentally turn their brother into a zombie

- Nombie au bc Z is a sideways N heheh I ahven’t thought up much of the background for it but it involves Plasma being a pharmaceutical company that is sort of accidentally being the cause of it.  N gets separated from his dad who ends up being the leader of a large group of people in a little town sort of thing they were able to reclaim but is Sad bc he thinks his son is dead which ends up being half true bc surprise N is half immune and ends up being a conscious zombie boy who wears a curtain as a cloak so he doesnt immediately frighten people bc he got his eye shot out by hillbilies, his face scratched up, his throat bitten out and his heart impaled on a pole (hes a freak without a human heart geddit) zombie apocalypse stuff happens

- isolatioN au - basically spawned from the thought of ’what if N was kept even more hidden away/locked up/never even left at all’.  Plasma is instead secretly in the Pokemon poaching/hunting/selling business but are disguised as…well you already know about Plasma.  The nuvema kiddos had varying levels of rough childhood and were desperate for money so they all joined up; the toutous as night guards and the dualrival s as researchers.  Hidden deep in the facility is a certain tree haired manchild who has been kept in a cage for pretty much his entire life.  Ghetsis does a mother gothel and makes out its to keep him safe and brings him Pokemon to ask about where they live and what other kinds of Pokemon live there so that Ghetsis can release them safely back into the wild go hunt for more Pokemon in the area if there’s anything good there

There’s a few more that I have but I won’t include them because im worried it’d be a waste of time if no one takes interest in any of these but uh thanks for asking and reading if you did!!!