#sorry for the notes roxy

[euniexenoblade]

"it's important that you know how to do things without asking [a machine] that doesn't hold your best interests at heart what to think" yes. This is an anti cheating rant. Your hatred for AI is overriding your desire to make a real argument and you are complaining about self reflection. The exact argument you're making has been made about every piece of tech ever. You sound reactionary. If you cannot form a real argument that isn't this, then idk what to tell you. "The essay would be dogshit" is a better argument than this.

who's putting this reactionary slop on my dash lmao

[cringefail-clown]

four kids and an ai play a game more at 10

[curseofbreadbear]

there is something just so profoundly devastating to me about the way the animatronics are left to rot in ruin

[remma-demma]

Realized because of the FFXV crossover that the XVI crossover is also probably going to require being lvl 50 / having MGP for the rewards so I am RUSHING to get Chive through ARR

[utopianparadoxist]

On Roxy, Centrism, Gravitation, and Love

So Candy Roxy has gotten a lot of shit--rightfully so--for taking a consistently centrist and peacekeeping role in the Candy timeline. Generally averse to the spotlight and of the opinion that the Gods, with their outsize importance and cultural weight, should stay out of the governing affairs of regular people, Roxy has largely been reduced to a passerby watching as her friends plummet the world into chaos as they try to tear each other's throats out.

But there's another way to read her fundamental centrism, one where her focus and perspective simply aren't political, but rather interpersonal. As one redditor (I lost the comment and don't know who, sorry!) put it, they read Roxy in this latest update as a character striving to "keep everyone together", to pull the fracturing group back into unity.

Pulling things together. That sounds familiar.

It sounds, in fact, like Gravity. "In physics, gravity (from Latin gravitas 'weight'[1]) is a fundamental interaction primarily observed as a mutual attraction between all things that have mass." In other words, Gravity is a word we use to describe the fact that everything that physically exists, that has substance and matter, is inexorably pulled towards each other.

Rose describes gravitation as "the intrinsic nature of nothingness", that is to say, the nature of Void itself. And while the force of Gravity gets weaker the further things are spread apart, this weak and subtle force is what draws together cosmic gases that compact and condense into each other with such intensity that they give birth to the Stars themselves.

In this way, Void is a force which creates and becomes Light. And in the same way Gravity acts as a force pulling stellar objects together, laying the foundation for organized solar systems and ultimately Life itself--could Roxy be trying to act as a force pulling her friends into harmony reflect her relationship to the Void, right at the time the Black Hole threatens to grind them all into oblivion and they most need someone to rally them to a unified cause?

Let's see how deep we can dive into the dark.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

To start with, there's some required reading to understand where I'm trying to go. The image above is from Homestuck blogger @lime-bloods, who has done some absolutely brilliant work unpacking the symbolic importance of Black Holes.

I suggest reading the images above to grasp the full context of the idea, but in essence, it suggests that Black Holes are synonymous with the concept of the Home in the bounds of Paradox Space.

As Lime-bloods states, The local Black Hole of a Cherub's birthplace is identified as that Cherub's home, and Cherubs always return to this same black hole in order to reproduce. John's speech about the note that desolation plays makes reference to "the Voids keeping neighbors apart", in other words, the houses separating communities into families.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

The Sprites, too, are bound to the gravity of their player's Home during Sburb, unable to leave the house until the player reaches unlocks the ability to summon and eventually release them. This carries over into Homestuck: Beyond Canon, where almost every sprite manifests inside the Black Hole created by The Point.

The only exception to this is Jasprose, who A) As a Light player may have some natural resistance to the call of the Void and B) was the only Sprite explicitly released from her duty by her Player--Davepeta "released themselves" as Davesprite, but we don't know if that represents true freedom from their Sprite nature or merely a more nuanced rebellion against it. That's a tangent though, lets get to The Point.

--@lime-bloods's Void/Home Collage.

The Plot Point is a massive machine created by Roxy and Calliope for the purpose of stabilizing a Black Hole, a supermassive source of literal and narrative Gravity, and for all intents and purposes, it represents a Space/Void fraymotif, or feat of combined Aspect magic.

And what it does once Vriska dives into it is pull her into an cocoon forcing to re-experience of her old childhood Home, her very experience of being Homestuck, to force her to confront and grow past it. In this simulacra of her Home she has to contend with the toxic family dynamics she grew up with--Mindfang and Spidermom as her mothers, Doc Scratch as her groomer and symbolic father.

Diving into the Black Hole makes her once again Homestuck.

"...Understanding that Rose's lapse into alcoholism is her own way of succumbing to 'gravity' - a pull towards toxic familial cycles which not only evokes Vriska's own "addiction" to breaking 8-balls but also literally surrounds the drinker in a dark pocket - her allusions to the Void and gravity here are also tinged by her own experience and outlook as a Seer of Light (who heavily relied on a magic cue ball as her source; a fountain of information which is symbolically opposed to the information-consuming black hole)..." @lime-bloods reader response to my ask.

Lime-Bloods also draws the insight that Rose's relationship with alcoholism--brought out by her grief over the loss/absence/non-existence of Mom in the first place--is itself her succumbing to the call of Void, of Gravity, the narrative and force that pulls her toward Roxy, Mom, and her own childhood. It is in the midst of her alcoholism, after all, that she has the very revelation that leads her to tie Gravity and Nothingness/Void together in the first place.

There's another name for that force. Another form Gravity can take, that is experienced not narratively, but emotionally.

"My instinct is that Rose has reached the same conclusion I have: that 'gravity', as a metonym for the influence of a black hole, is just the inevitable pull towards oblivion. I think she's using "nothingness" as a euphemism for "space", over which gravity has dominion, but through this we can start to appreciate how the concepts of Space and Void weave into each other ("nothingness", "space" and "void" all being functional synonyms)..." @lime-bloods reader response to my ask.

At the same time that lime-bloods identifies Gravity with characters being pulled towards their homes--and so, emotionally, toward their histories with each other, in the context of Child/Guardian pairs-they also identify Gravity with the pull towards oblivion, towards nothingness.

Towards death, like how it was in death itself that Rose's mother gained the gravity to pull her daughter's heart closer to her, bringing all of Rose's love flooding to the surface. Death is itself a kind of nothingness after all, and while Space is the neighbor holding Void's left hand on the wheel, Void spins through the cosmos holding Doom's hand on its right.

And there's something interesting there when it comes to Roxy. A recurring pattern in her emotional responses to death and brushes with mortality. When Jaspers died and she held an elaborate funeral for him in an attempt to connect with Rose, like when Rose died and she held a private funeral for her and reached out to embrace Jaspers, when Dirk committed suicide in Candy and Roxy reacted by proposing to John at his funeral--

when faced with her mortality, Roxy reaches out for love.

She actually lays out this logic explicitly in the midst of her proposal. Death reminds her that time is finite, and that reminds her that what she wants to prioritize in her life is her love and connections to the people that matter to her.

John's inner thoughts in response to her proposal describe love in a rather interesting way, too--describing it as a feeling that goes "unexamined", unobserved, not directly paid attention to, as if out of the spotlight of the concious mind, until it becomes overwhelming and crashes over you.

As if a mass of cosmic nebulae gaining enough Gravity to compact gases together intensely enough to birth Stars--or Light. This association between realized Love and Light isn't new--as the aspect of Truth and Importance, the original comic associates Light with almost every major pairing, including Dirkjake, Vrisrezi, Rosemary and Roxycallie.

But the process of being drawn closer together and developing love, of strangers becoming acquaintances becoming friends becoming family or life partners, gaining importance in each other's eyes through the mutual attraction of Gravity--that process tends to take place mostly in the Void in original Homestuck, askance and askew from the viewer's perspective, hidden and private.

Though perhaps I shouldn't limit the force of Gravity entirely to the word "Love" (perhaps Passion is a better one, Heart's echo to Void's Gravity as a horizontally mirrored pair on the wheel) after all, Terezi tells John that the purpose of kissmesitude is ultimately to force both partners to "Shine a Light" on parts of themselves that would otherwise go ignored in other to improve both parties, meaning Hate can serve much the same purpose.

Dirk, for example, shines a light on massive problems with himself and with his effects on other people interpersonally through his relationships with Jake (Love) and Hal (Hate). Both force him to contend with himself and grow, enabling his eventual rooftop conversation with Dave.

Coming back to the Candy timeline in this latest update, we find Roxy trying to pull everyone in a centrist position on the matter of Jane, again reaching out to the friends she knows and loves for support when faced with the imminent mortality of someone she cares about. She finds nothing.

The thing is, the call towards love, towards Home, isn't inherently either good or bad. What I'd call it instead is essential, as in that in the same way gravity pulls astral bodies together and keeps us bound to Earth, it is in the essence of people to be pulled towards one another.

This contextualizes the Home as a Void symbol somewhat. Above all else, what a Home literally is is a House, and what a House really is is Empty. A house means nothing by itself, its purpose to be a hollow shell encasing people away from the elements.

It is the shared life, the mutual draw of love or the conflict and hate between the people sharing that Home that defines it, that gives it distinct meaning, whether for the better or for the worse. Without that inner Light, a House is indeed a perfectly generic object--an oversized Box, forgettable, infinitely replaceable. A microcosm of the Void itself.

So as Lime-Bloods says, Gravity/Love pulls Rose towards reliving toxic family dynamics, and in this case it pulls Roxy towards saving the life of a fascist who will inevitably make the world more toxic and cruel for everyone, simply on the strength of feeling provided by Jane having been a core part of Roxy's Home herself.

That said, what is toxic in one context can be productive in another, and right now the Candy adults are desperately in need of a leader who can get them all to agree on a direction to take towards solving the very real, very imminent problem of the Black Hole obliterating the Candy Timeline to nothingness.

While Vriska suggests that it may be possible for them to save Earth C from its fate, it is really only Roxy that is stepping up to the plate of advocating for it, continuously emphasizing the metaphysical threat and her unwillingness to abandon her Home, and by association, the very Black Hole that entraps her.

She says it best herself: She feels it in her gut that they can still save this place, and who better than a Hero of Void to make that kind of determination? A Black Hole is after all as much a symbol of Void as it is one of Space.

So I suspect she's going to rise to the occasion of meeting this particular challenge, and if she does, she's going to do so on the merit of the Gravity/Love that keeps her bound to Earth C, in all its wretched beauty.

The two easiest ways I can think of to solve the Candy Earth situation are for either John to dive into the Point and become June, for all the Gods to work together on some sort of large-scale abstract fraymotif or combined God magic the likes of which we've never seen before, or some combination of both.

In any of those scenarios, it feels like Roxy will likely be coordinating and keeping the group on task, simply because everyone else is too distant and divided from each other. And all of this makes me think about someone else. The other Roxy, traveling to confront Dirk in Meat.

When I first read this update, Meat Roxy came off unusually cold to me, surprisingly callous about the idea of killing Dirk. He even came off as willing to do the deed himself if need be, and like he was simply asking Dave if he was up to the challenge.

Now I find myself wondering. It feels to me at the moment like Meat Roxy is playing it cool, so to speak, keeping his own cards close to his chest and deliberately providing the space for Dave to express his own feelings and opinion. Neither Roxy nor we get to hear Dave's answer, but considering Roxy even said he hopes things end hunky dory, he really asked the question as neutrally as possible, providing space for Dave to go either way without feeling judged.

But considering the lengths Jane was able to go and still have Candy Roxy's love keep her attached to her, at least as far as wanting to offer mercy, it seems likely to me that Meat Roxy would feel similarly merciful about Dirk. I'm sure Dirk will do everything in his power to make Roxy and Dave feel they have no choice but to try to end his life, but I think he and we may end up surprised at how far he'd have to go to really convince Roxy of that.

I suppose time will tell. This somehow feels incomplete--perhaps fittingly, even now it feels like nuances of both Void and Roxy escape me, and I find myself simply waiting for what the future will bring. But I think the association between Gravity and Love treads new ground on the subject of Void, and I hope you enjoyed reading about it.

Nothing to do now but wait for the next upd8.

Keep rising.

[plumdale]

Here are all of Nico’s Cupid’s matches!

Thank you so much to everyone who submitted a sim! I got more than I expected, but I am not complaining at all, I appreciate every single beautiful sim 🫶

Here is who each sim is by:

Kaori Kimura by @panicsimss

Nez Pickles by @blvckentropy

Marisol McCrow by @invisiblequeen 

Morning Glory by @riverofjazzsims

Madisyn Whitcroft by @mylittleblackbox

Miriam Lee-Jones by @ethicaltreatmentofcowplants

Evi Claassen by @starrysixam

Zarah Hern by @milkyplumbob

Ezra Ferris by @batsycatsy

Sarama Nishimura by @n0-im-dirty-dan

Roxie Valdes by @bunnithechubs

Donna Leblanc by @pixeldye

THANK U AGAIN YOUR SIMS ARE ALL BEAUTIFUL!!! I am honored to even have them at all :’)

‼️ Read below for how I’ll be doing this AND an important note to those of you who submitted a sim:

Nico will be meeting ALL the sims, but will only be going on dates with six of them (sorry 😢 as much as I would want him to go on 12 dates, that’s a lottt). The selection of the six sims will be based on ranking how the first meeting with each sim goes!

He’ll go on an individual date w each of the six sims, developing (or devolving) the relationship.

Second dates with the 3-4 sims he earns the highest relationships with

Spinning the wheel w the top sims!

I'll be downloading mods to enhance the gameplay.

Sorry this is so unconventional and not as fun as a bachelor challenge, but I plan to do one at some point in the future w another gen!

‼️ Important note to everyone who submitted a sim pls read below!

Some sims probably look a bit different than they did when yall submitted them, but I promise I did not maliciously or intentionally change any features 🥲 (no skin colors were touched. If they appear different, it’s 100% my gshade). Genetics were touched for irises, for example, bc some were very small or huge due to my defaults. I also added skin overlays to some sims that didn't already have one + blush, lashes, and this shadow detail for ALL of the sims for the sake of consistency since I currently give these specific details to literally all my sims lol.

There were a couple sims that looked a little different and I assume it was because of some presets/sliders I didn’t have, so I did my best to make them look as close as I could to your preview pics. I downloaded just about all the cc that was included but I’m sure that I missed some stuff like sliders/presets, which make all the difference. Please please message me if you’re unsatisfied w anything. It’s also possible I accidentally switched traits (when I was in CAS making them pose for pics) so pls also lmk if you notice a mistake with traits. I’m a complete newbie when it comes to interactive things like this so please give me some grace for this first timeejdjsj 😭

[thewertsearch]

Here’s John’s joke book, presumably in the hands of the man himself.

Nanna’s message is going to be even more confusing in this timeline, since it references events and relationships that have been completely remixed, and a session that will never come to pass.

At this point, we didn’t really need an explicit confirmation, but we’re getting one anyway.

The Pen-Pal is, and always was, Jake/Jack/Jace/Joey Harley.

Frozen cats, and a Skaianet terminal. We're being treated with a glimpse into the life of Roxy Lalonde.

Judging by those mutants, she's still an ectobiology girlie - but I also note the presence of an eldritch summoning window. could Rose have passed the Grimoire on to her daughter?

Is that... Ben Stiller as Sweet Bro? And Owen Wilson as Hella Jeff?

Fuck yes. I don't have the words to describe how proud I am of Dave.

We haven't left page one, and the rot has already revealed itself.

I’m sorry in advance, Dick/Dale/Dirk/Drew Strider.

[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

All In 10

No tag lists. Do not send asks or DMs about updates. Review my pinned post for guidelines, masterlist, etc.

Warnings: this fic will include dark content such as noncon/dubcon, age gap, power imbalance, low self esteem, and possible untagged elements. My warnings are not exhaustive, enter at your own risk.

This is a dark!fic and explicit. 18+ only. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.

Summary: you meet a mysterious man on a night out with your sister. (petite!reader)

based on the winning option for this poll

Characters: casino owner!Bucky Barnes

Note: who's a tired bitch?

As per usual, I humbly request your thoughts! Reblogs are always appreciated and welcomed, not only do I see them easier but it lets other people see my work. I will do my best to answer all I can. I’m trying to get better at keeping up so thanks everyone for staying with me.

Your feedback will help in this and future works (and WiPs, I haven’t forgotten those!) Please do not just put ‘more’. I will block you.

I love you all immensely. Take care. 💖

Bucky drives you home. Just him. No Merv. You have your books and the pajamas but it feels like so much more. 

His fingers tap on the shifter. You’re overly aware of his every move. You try to shrink yourself in the seat, feeling crowded with only him in the car. His hand slips and he reaches over to rest it on your thigh. He rubs you through your pants. 

“You alright?” He asks in a grit. 

“Yeah,” you squeak, fixating on his touch. “Fine.” 

“You don’t gotta be so nervous. You know I like you,” his fingers continue to move, sending ripples through you, “not much you can do to change that either.” 

You press yourself into the seat and flick your eyes up to the windshield. You recognise that house. Your thoughts rush over you and you grab his hand, squeezing it. 

“Stop,” you say. 

He hits the brake and you flutter your lashes, looking at him, “just drop me here. I can walk.” 

“What? Doll? What’s wrong?” 

“I... well... what if someone sees you?” You ask, “my mom, my sister... they’d wanna know why you were driving me home if I’m just working at the hotel, wouldn’t they?” 

He considers you and tilts his head, “hm, you’re clever too, doll. Suppose they would.” 

“I’m sorry, I’m not--” 

You keep your hand on his but don’t try to move him. Nor does he pull away. Instead, he squeezes your leg and lets out a purr. 

“I’ll make you a deal, doll, you give me a kiss and I’ll do what you say. You can go, enjoy your books, try on your jammies,” his blues eyes blaze at you, “and I’ll be patient. I’ll wait for you. Until tomorrow.” He makes a pained expression, “you know a man can only take so much when it comes to pretty women.” 

You giggle, overwhelmed by his words. No one ever calls you pretty, only your mom. In fact, Roxie always said it was good you have a brain because your looks won’t get you very far, and she wasn’t proven wrong. Not until him. 

“Okay, uh,” you gulp and look down at his hand, slowly peeling yours off of him, “I just...”  

You touch the seat belt and follow it down to the buckle. You click the button and let it repel behind the seat. You swallow again, trying to wet your dry mouth. If it gets you home without any extra questions, you can give him a kiss. It wasn’t so bad earlier, was it. It made you feel... a lot. 

You shift and lean towards him. His hand crawls up your leg to your hip as he urges you close, himself angling over the space between your seats. Your gaze meet his sapphire irises and you squeeze your eyelids shut. He’s so handsome you could melt. And he want a kiss. From you! 

You press your lips to his. He growls and his other hand comes up to the back of your head, holding you there before you can pull away. His tongue glides along your lips and delves past them. Like earlier, he invades your mouth eagerly, drawing you into him as he groans. You grasp the front of his shirt and squeak. 

The smell of his rich cologne seeps into your nose and his warmth swirls around you. You’re trapped by more than his strength; you’re completely swept up in his need. You’ve never felt anything like that. No one has ever wanted you as much as he has. Even if you’re scared, it’s nice to feel that. 

He leaves you breathless as he parts his lips from yours, hovering just before you as his pants shallowly. His tongue pokes out and traces his lips. He purrs and his eyes threaten to swallow you up. He’s even more handsome up close; ever line is like a paint stroke in a masterpiece, every hair is placed perfectly, and his features are sculpted just so. 

You blink and feel your chest crush. He's so much better than you; more attractive, richer, older, smarter... Your eyes gloss over just a little with the reminder and his hand slips down to your neck, his grip on your slackening. A divot forms between his brows in disappointment. 

“What’s the matter, doll?” He rasps. 

You shake your head and force a smile, “nothing,” you eke between taut cheeks, “I just... I don’t want to let you down.” 

“Doll, you can’t do that,” he chuckles, “you gotta trust yourself. Trust me. I mean every word I say.” He exhales and looks you up and down, “I want you so bad...” His fingers curl into your neck and you feel him shake, “you...” He closes his eyes, his lips slightly open, and he pulls his hand off of you. He recoils and sits back in his seat. “You should go before I just gotta show ya.” 

Is it a threat? It sounds like one. Your blood runs cold as he balls his hand to a fist. He puffs through his nostrils, eyes still closed as if he’s fighting himself. You reach back to grab the bag from behind the seat and pull it into your lap. 

“Thank you, Bucky, for the drive home,” you say, “and for everything else. It’s all so nice.” 

“Doll,” he dips his head down, “anything...” His fist tightens, “have a good night.” 

“You too,” you chirp and pull on the door handle. 

It doesn't open. Panic pricks in your chest as you search for the lock. You hear a pop and glance over as Bucky presses a button. The door unlocks and you nearly fall out of the car. 

You right yourself and close the door gently with a sheepish look in his direction. He watches you, reaching to grip the steering wheel. You give a tiny wave and slowly turn away. There’s a giddiness in you. Even if you’re entirely out of your element and can’t quite believe any of it, you feel special. You’ve never really felt that. Just forgotten. 

You start down the street. You don’t look back until you get to the corner and look back. Bucky sits still in the car, just where he stopped. You can’t see through the tinted windows. His headlights flash, a signal but for what, you’re not sure.  

You turn and continue onto your mother’s street. You stop just at the threshold and look down at the bag in your hand. You don’t like to lie but you need one. You walk up to the front door and onto the small porch. You enter quietly, hoping maybe you won’t be heard. You’ve never struggled very much before going unnoticed. 

Your sister lays on the couch in the breadth of the oscillation fan. It’s hot. The news said there’s a heat wave. You’re feeling it now. You almost feel bad that you’d been too busy to notice before. That you’d been in nice places where every detail, including the temperature, is perfect. 

“Finally home,” Roxie sneers without looking over the back of the couch, “long shifts at the casino, huh?” 

“Uh, yeah,” you do your best to keep the bag from crinkling. “Busy.” 

“That’s what a job is. Try a night at the club. That shit is chaos.” 

“Sure, uh, I can’t imagine,” you shuffle into the kitchen.  

You expect to find your mom waiting for you but it’s empty. You go to your room and hide the bag on the other side of your dresser. You close your door and come back out. She’s there, in her robe with a bonnet on her head. 

“Mom,” you croak, “hi, uh--” 

“How was it? First day!” She chimes. 

“Uh, yeah it...” your voice trails off as your jaw locks and you fear the truth spilling out. The day flows through your mind; the kissing, the books, the food, and more kissing. “...was a lot.” 

“Oh, yes, well, a casino,” she chuckles, “that can’t be anything but hectic. So what do they got you doing? Dealer? That’s exciting.” 

“No, er, no, just... cleaning,” you stammer. 

“Right, yes, I forgot. You said before. I’m sure people make a mess there too,” she scrunches her nose, “so, what do you feel like for dinner? We’ve been waiting on you. Tacos? Spaghetti?” 

“Oh, I’m not very hungry,” you say, “sorry, but I’ll help you cook.” 

“You should eat, honey,” she insists. 

“I now, it’s just...” you look up at the ceiling and think. You scour your mind for your brief recollection of the casino, “they have a buffet at work. Employees eat free and... I got carried away.” 

“Ah, lucky. Wish my work had a buffet,” she trills, “guess I should just be thankful for the health insurance.” 

“Mm, yeah,” you try to smile, “so, I can help cook--” 

“No, no, you just had your first day. You just relax. I’ll leave a bit extra for you, just in case,” she squeezes your shoulder then caresses your arm gently, “I hope you know how proud I am of you.” 

“Oh yeah,” Roxie blusters as she appears behind you, “because scrubbing toilets is so amazing.” 

She shoulders past and your mom moves out of her path. You frown and your mom gives her a sardonic look, “hey, I’m proud of you too. I’ve told you that.” 

“Why? I hand out flyers to desperate men looking for one-night stands?” 

“Don’t say it like that,” your mom rebukes. 

“Well, it’s the truth,” she snickers, “half the night, I don’t even hand out the things. I just hang out by the hot dog seller. He gives me free food.” Roxie looks at your archly, “see, not the only one with perks.” 

“Mm, I like hot dogs,” you say, “um, I’m gonna... lay down.” 

“Sure thing, honey, let me know if you need anything. Oh, chamomile? I could put the kettle on.” 

“No, no, it’s okay,” you assure her as you back up. “Promise I’m fine. I, er... tomorrow, I start in the afternoon so I’m gonna sleep in.” 

“Oo, that will be nice. But be careful, if you’re working late, I’m sure there’ll be some unruly people hangin’ around,” her forehead lines with concern, “I’ll give you some extra money for a cab. I don’t want you on the bus that late.” 

“Oh, alright,” you agree, just wanting to hide. You don’t like lying and with each word, it’s harder to hold yourself together. You don’t think you can do this. “Thanks.” 

“Course, hon, whatever you need.” 

You retreat to your room. You sit on the bed and stare at the wall. It’s not just today, but tomorrow, and the next day. How long until Bucky moves on to the next thing? You googled him, you’re not that naive. At least you don’t think you are.  

It feels rotten. You don’t like not telling your mom the truth. You tell her everything. She’s the one person who listened to you. Well, until Bucky. You can feel his gaze just thinking of it. How intent he is on every word, how he focuses on your lips as they outline every syllable.  

You’re an adult. It’s not a lie. It’s a secret. And you don’t have a lot of options. It’s about time you help out and Burger King isn’t calling you back to scrape grills. 

No matter how many times you justify it, it still feels wrong. Even if the way Bucky looks at you makes you all wiggly inside, it’s still lying. Even if you really need the money, it doesn’t change what you’re doing. And you are doing it. You have to.  

You don’t want to see another red notice in the mailbox, you don’t want to hear your mom crying through the wall. You want to be able to give her a day off, more than that. She’s taken care of you for so long, this is just what you need to do to take care of her. 

That’s what you’ll keep telling yourself. 

You get up and go to the dresser and take the bag from behind it. You slide out a book and lay down with it. That’s how you cope. You read, you go to a world that doesn’t exist, just until you’re forced back to reality.  

You shiver at what awaits you at the end of the first chapter. You know what Bucky expects and you know he won’t forget. The thought of the pajamas, the little top and the tiny shorts... 

Don’t think of it. Open the book. Things will be normal for just a little longer. 

[oldwritingm]

FNAF Security Breach - Catching Their Eye

Freddy

He spotted you within the first few minutes of your working there

He keeps close tabs on the staff, so naturally he noticed a new face in the employee uniform

He introduced himself right away, but that wasn’t anything special; he does that for every new employee

What really makes him notice you is your brightness

Whether you’re interacting with guests or mopping the floor with your earbuds in, he’ll find the tiniest traces of happiness in you, and that’s what makes him interested

Even if you're not a typically "happy" person, he'll still find it

He’s so used to tired workers just trying to make it to the next paycheck, so seeing you with that light inside (even if it’s buried deep) enchants him

He finds himself staring, completely captivated

Your smile is the most precious thing in the world to him

He sees tens—even hundreds—of smiles every day, but yours is special somehow

He admires from afar, usually too busy to talk to you

But whenever he gets a free moment, you best believe he’s going to talk to you

Unfortunately he doesn’t know what to say though

So he just goes with the only thing that’s been on his mind:

“Hello, Y/n! Has anyone ever told you that you have the loveliest smile?”

“O-oh..! Uh… no?”

He scrambles to apologize for making you uncomfortable, but your laughter cuts him off

Your laugh. Mercy—if he wasn’t hooked before, he certainly was now

It’s then that he makes a personal goal to make you laugh every day

Gives him an excuse to be around you, at least

Roxanne

She did not know who you were

Like, at all

To her, everyone in the employee garb looks the same

It doesn't matter how long you've been working there; you could've been working for months, and your face would still be completely unfamiliar to her

So, when she sees you after hours in Roxy Raceway, she doesn't take much note of your presence

But you certainly take notice of hers

She catches you stealing glances, which makes her nervous

Naturally she jumps into defensive mode

"You got a staring problem?"

"No! I'm sorry. It's just... well, you're so much cooler up close."

That catches her off guard

She usually inwardly doubts people when they compliment her, but your tone is so genuine that there's no room for her insecurities

From then on, she's able to discern you from the other employees

If she can, she tries to get your help when she needs it

She trusts you more than the other employees, all because you were so genuine in your first interaction

Out of all the eyes that gaze adoringly at her all day, only yours matter to her

When she spots you looking at her, she gets a boost of confidence—real confidence

You're her little magic charm, and she makes sure to return the favor

She'll never give any hints that you make her feel like this, but she'll treat you better than every other employee

Which basically only means that she knows your name and she doesn't snap at you, but with her, that's pretty big

Chica

Much like Freddy, Chica likes to keep tabs on employees

She's not quite as good at it, though

She'll frequently mix up names and introduce herself to people she's already introduced herself to, but hey, she's trying her best

What makes her remember you though is your name (at first, anyway)

"Hello!! Welcome to the team!! My name is Chica, if you didn't already know."

"Hi, I'm Y/n."

"Y/n? Y/n... I love that name!! Y/n!"

From that moment on, she always greets you by name

She loves saying your name—it's a very melodic sound to her

She even starts saying it to herself when she's bored

That's the first sign of you infesting her mind

She realizes that she doesn't just love your name; your personality is also very likable

She finds herself craving more of you, wanting to find more things to like

And even to dislike; she just wants more of you in general honestly

Okay so maybe she's a little obsessed

Whenever you're working near her, she makes an effort to interact with you

She won't go out of her way to ensure that you interact often though; she'll just treasure the moments she's been given

And she isn't really the type to watch from afar, either

If she can't interact with you, she doesn't want to look at you; the longing will get to her

That doesn't mean she doesn't think about you all the time, though

Because she totally does

Monty

He doesn't really make an effort to remember many faces

Just the ones he knows he doesn't like

This is especially true with employees; he never forgets a face he hates, and he always makes sure to let them know how he feels

This has led to many employees being banned from working around Monty, either by their request or for their own safety

It's a strange feeling for him to take note of someone positively

Or at least not negatively

He's struck at first by your appearance, but he reminds himself that you might be a total nuisance

He watches you from afar, trying to confirm his pessimism

He's very surprised to find your personality tolerable

When he ventures to actually interact with you for the first time, he's even more surprised to find that you don't change your personality around him

"Hi there. You're Monty, right? I'm Y/n. I'm new here."

"Yeah, I know. So when're you comin' down to work Gator Golf?"

Needless to say, he got a little ahead of himself

He's just excited to find an employee that he actually likes

Management is also excited to discover this; and in no time at all you're almost always stationed in Gator Golf

Monty takes advantage of this in full

Whenever he gets a free moment he's by your side, telling you a joke or a funny story

You guys are fast friends

This only amplifies his positive bias regarding you

And his negative bias towards other employees; he gets even more agitated than before when an employee he doesn't like works in his domain

I watched the fnaf movie and I've fallen back into a fnaf stupor,,, I hope you enjoy my babbling <33 Thanks for reading lovelies :)

(divider by saradika)

[mildewpyre]

It's retcon time. Where making this hapen. We're retting this con like its a god damned ball pit.(1) Does that joke still scan? Doesn't matter. Y'know what matters?

The Homestuck Epilogues.

As a certified epilogues enjoyer and "Girl Who Owns A Physical Copy Of The Homestuck Epilogues"(tm), it is my solemn duty to be insane about minor details in them. SO:

(HSBC-767)

The letters... something about the destruction of the suicide notes John writes ends up butterfly-daisy-chaining itself into Jane and Jake deciding to not be entirely lobotomized by Dirk's narrative bullshit. BUT: if you go frame-by-frame...

...There's a single frame where you can see them through the wall- all nine of them.

(HSEP-Meat-1)

We know that John writes ten letters; one for each of her closest friends. Roxy, Rose, Dave, Dirk, Jade, Jane, Jake, Karkat, Kanaya, and Terezi. (sorry, calliope) All but one were retconally destroyed, and we know the surviving one is not Rose or Roxy's. My money's on it being Terezi's, but that's just conjecture.

Anyways: Exciting! Interesting! I am intrigued...

"ret" - To become so moistened or soaked.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

Hello Clan, I was wondering if you could do the glams (including Bonnie and Foxy) and the daycare attendents learning that a worker reader has hearing aids that are usually hidden by their hair or a hat and that the hearing aid has a sticker themed around them, for example: a lightning bolt for Freddy, a checkered flag for Roxy, a cupcake for Chica, a music note or maybe golf clubs for Monty, a bowling pin for Bonnie, a skull for Foxy, a star for Moon, and a cloud for Sun.

I understand if you can't do all of them

No worries! But I couldn't figure out anything for Foxy, sorry-

I did my best research on writing for characters w/ hearing aids, so if there's anything I missed/got wrong I apologize!

......

Glamrock Freddy

He's seen you around the pizzaplex over the past month, although at times he gets confused when you don't respond to his greetings unless he's standing right in front of you.

But he assumes you're just busy and doesn't mind it much.

When you're assigned as his handler to help him keep up with all the events lined up this week (photo-ops, meet and greets, performances, birthdays, etc.), he finally gets to know you on a more personal level.

One evening, you're removing confetti strips and candy wrappers from his stomach hatch (in summary, the pinata's string got caught in the mechanisms during transport and ripped apart when the hatch opened), briefly removing your hat to wipe the sweat from your forehead.

Freddy takes notice of the little devices in/around your ears, and suddenly it all clicks.

"[Y/n], if I may ask...are those your hearing aids?" The curious bear points to his own ears.

"Yep, glad you finally noticed." You chuckled, but he didn't catch your sarcasm.

"My apologies for sounding intrusive. I've just never seen them before."

"Oh you're okay, Freddy. I don't like to make a big deal out of them...unless some guest calls me "deaf" as an insult." You muttered, about to put your hat back on when you notice him still staring at you. "What's up?"

"Are those...blue lightning bolt stickers?" He gasps. "They look just like mine."

"...that's because they are." You smile, turning your head to show him the designs.

His heart is thoroughly touched.

"Aww..you themed them after me? Your favorite bear?" He coos, to which you huff and hide them with your hat.

"Yeah, yeah..I'll admit you're my favorite. Now don't go bragging about it to everyone else."

Roxanne Wolf

Working at the raceway was sometimes sensory hell for you, with your hearing aids constantly absorbing the sounds of noisy karts or screaming kids.

The worst was the construction work.

So you switch them off sometimes when you're busy with a task, as hearing gets tiring--especially in these parts of the pizzaplex.

One day, however, Roxy walked over to ask if you could supervise Cassie's birthday party...only to see you blatantly ignoring her.

She would've been annoyed, had her eyes not seen the aids hidden by your hat/hair.

Oddly enough she never noticed them before...

She just taps your shoulder politely, getting your attention as you turn them back on. "Oh hey, Roxy. What's up?"

She repeats her question, but you still struggle to hear her, so you both go somewhere outside the raceway to talk.

Once you understand what she's asking, you head to the atrium to assist with any final preparations, but along the way she inquires about the aids.

"Oh! There's something I've been meaning to show you." You reveal the checkered flag stickers, surprising the wolf. And you smile at her growing grin. "Yeah, I knew you'd love 'em."

"They're really cool. So I guess you can just..tune out all the ruckus of the raceway whenever you want?"

"It does get overwhelming at times, so yeah..I had them off. Sorry if it seemed like I was ignoring you-"

"Nah, I understand now. But listen, if anyone gives you trouble over them, you let me know. Alright?"

"..I will. Thank you, Roxy."

"Of course. It's the least I can do for my favorite human worker." She chuckles.

Glamrock Chica

The incident where Chica's upgraded voicebox horribly malfunctioned would have surely overloaded your already sensitive hearing.

You were supervising her performance, but at the first sign something was wrong you took your aids out and dodged the chaos that followed, leaving to file an incident report.

As a lead tech, however, you're summoned to run diagnostics on her voicebox in parts and services (as apparently nobody else wanted to do it).

You kept your aids off in case things go awry again, but when Chica wakes up, she's 100% convinced that she broke them and you're angry at her.

She was informed that you use them, though she's never actually seen them.

Plus you were closest to her when it happened. If her voice could damage that many STAFF bots...then surely your aids weren't spared, either.

"Well, Chica..the good news is that we don't have to replace any of your speaking components." You explain, not realizing her sadness at first. "But I recommend you don't sing for a while and stick to the guitar. Just to play it safe."

"Oh, okay....I-I'm sorry....I really am..." She sulks in the chair.

"It's not your fault. I kept telling them not to rush the upgrade, but no one ever listens to-"

"BWAK?!!" Then she jumps, surprised. "You can hear me! I-I didn't break them..?"

"Huh? Oh..no, no, no. They're fine, Chica." You reassure her softly. "They're totally fine. See?"

Taking one aid out, you show her the cupcake sticker you put on it in hopes of cheering her up, watching the relieved smile return to her beak.

Montgomery Gator

If any place in the pizzaplex is loud (besides Roxy's Raceway), it's Gator Golf.

Should the ambience or the bass of Monty's instrument be too noisy for your hearing aids to handle, you can easily take them out or switch them off.

You can always hear his voice given how he talks in general, but if he's speaking directly to you, you'll have to put them back on.

The first time this happens, however, he sees them for a split second before they're hidden by your hat/hair and immediately assumes they're earbuds for music.

In his eyes, you suddenly decided to ignore him and he's not happy.

"So that's how it is, huh?" He snarls, already being in a bad mood as is. "I ain't fun to talk to anymore? You'd rather listen to your stupid human music than mine!?"

"Monty, what on earth are you talking about?" You blink in bewilderment. His hostility usually didn't come out of nowhere like this. "I don't have any music in-"

"Then what didja just stick in your ears?!" He points, glaring at you over his glasses.

"..my hearing aids?"

There's a long, awkward pause.

"...y'know, the things that let me hear you?"

"Ohhh..that's what they are? How long have ya had those for?"

"Most of my life." You smile apologetically, seeing him fumble and backtrack whatever he said before. "It's okay, Monty. I should've told you about them before....you wanna see something cool?"

Showing him your aids, he sees the golf club stickers on them and grins, no longer as grumpy as before. "Awh yeah!! Wait....did ya put those there 'cuz you like golf..or me?"

"I chose this design because of you, big guy." You chuckle.

Glamrock Bonnie

You were Bonnie's main handler, so you two have spent nearly every moment of your shift together.

He's been aware of your hearing aids since day one, complimenting the cute little bowling pin stickers you plastered on them and chastising any person who gave you a hard time about wearing them.

Sadly you never got closure on what exactly happened after he went "missing"...only to discover his shattered body stowed behind Bonnie Bowl months later.

He had claw marks inconsistent with what Monty's hands could have possibly done (not that you believed the gator was ever guilty of attacking him despite the rumors).

You fought tooth and nail to get approval from management to repair him, working tirelessly in parts and services--even doing overtime just to bring him back.

When Bonnie finally reactivated after weeks of trial and error, he nearly looked good as new.

Except...he doesn't remember you, and there's corruption in his memory files from the night he left his green room and went into Gator Golf.

He insists he was following somebody's orders, but can't specify anything beyond that.

"I'm sorry..I'm not much help, am I?"

"No, but...I suppose you should know that Monty's taken your place in the band in your absence." You regrettably inform him, seeing how sad he looks. "But if it's any help...you're still my favorite."

Taking off your hat, you show him the now faded bowling pin stickers that remained on your aids, and he stares for a while.

Then you see his eyes flicker with recognition as a smile grows on his face.

"[Y/n]...thank goodness you're still here! I-Is Freddy okay?"

Sun

He's definitely had deaf kids (both with and without hearing aids) come into the daycare, and he tries his best to give them a fun and accommodating experience during their stay.

So right off the bat, he knows you wear aids and often tries communicating with you in sign language.

Whether you're well-versed in that or still learning, you appreciate his efforts.

But you sometimes have to remind him that you can still talk to him as you normally would.

You show him the stickers on your aids--a cloud covering a sun, to be more precise--and he's totally ecstatic.

And I mean "jumping up and down cheering" ecstatic bc now he knows you picked those stickers because of him!! Because he's your favorite!!

Physically he's there but mentally he's the "yippee" autism creature

Sometimes you gotta lower the volume on your aids with how loud he accidentally can be, and he notices this fast.

"Oh! I'm sorry, sorry, sorry!! So sorry!!" He fumbles. "Can I add something to the stickers maybe??? Googly eyes??? Glitter glue to make them shimmer and shine???"

"Thank you, Sun..but they're fine this way." You insist. "I don't want any glue dripping into my ears."

"Right! O-Of course!! We wouldn't want that now, would we? No glitter glue going into your brain!!"

Moon

The lunar animatronic, on the other hand, takes a bit longer to notice your hearing aids (considering how dark the daycare gets during the night cycle, he doesn't notice much).

When he does, he'll ask you some questions.

Like how long you've had them, how well they tune out background noise, etc.

It's all out of genuine curiosity, and you tell him whatever you knew, taking one of the aids out to show it to him.

And only then he examines the star-shaped stickers on them, staring for a while.

At first he automatically assumes they're themed after one of the Glamrocks...until you mentioned how similar they are to the stars on his hat and pants.

Finally, the gears in his mind click together.

"So you're saying....my outfit inspired you when you picked out these stickers?"

"Yep."

"How sweet of you, [y/n]...they look very nice. Glad I could be your muse." He snickers.

You never see it, but he's gonna be gushing over this every time you're working in the daycare now.

None of your coworkers paid any mind to Moon. They usually called him creepy or avoid conversing with him should they absolutely have to cross paths.

But you go out of your way to see him whenever possible; and the stickers are just a subtle yet sweet way of reminding him that he's always gonna be your favorite.

[emberphoenixisgoingtolive]

ur headcanons of everything are absolutely amazing.. .. if u dont mind me asking do u have anything for the gyrosphere ships weddings,, 🤲

OHHH DO I HAVE HEADCANONS FOR YOU

so. first off, THANK YOU SO MUCH ANON, i had SOO much fun with this <333 i saw this request in my inbox and was so thrilled i happy stimmed then spent an hour on the swings at the park blasting my homosexual yearning playlist to give myself some fuel, researched some more, autismed over this for a further few hours, and i finally came up with all of this. so i hope this is what you had in mind!! i did not realise it was over 3000 words until it was, so. sorry if this is too long lol XD

DISCLAIMER: all cultural wedding traditions are from research, not firsthand experience of being part of those cultures; i sincerely apologise for any inaccuracies if there are any :)

NOTE: you are all welcome to fanfic/fanart these headcanons, just tag me and send me the post cos i would love to see your fanart/fanfics

finally, turns out that there’s a sort of template to wedding headcanons, so i made a template below the sets of headcanons so you all can make ur own headcanons for your own ocs :D

general:

when Dave and Roxie first planned the gyrosphere thing, Dave bet Roxie $100 that all three pairings would get married someday

Roxie agreed to it because she thought it would be the easiest $100 she would ever make (if only she knew...)

they get married in the order: Yasammy, dinostar, Benji

they bounce around the idea of having a triple wedding but then they decide they are all at separate stages of wanting to get married and don’t want to rush anything/make other people wait (at that point yasammy are very ready to marry, dinostar finally were ready to get back together six months ago, and benji are at the dating stage)

it’s an in joke that none of them can coordinate a straight(hehe)forward proposal because all three couples planned to propose to each other at approximately the same time

a week after Kenji and Ben get married, the nublar six have their own celebration at Sammy’s ranch, just them. officially, it’s a “congratulations; we’re all married!” party but realistically they need an Adult Excuse to have a sleepover

they spend the afternoon on a long walk around the ranch grounds, order takeout and eat it on the field overlooking the sunset

in the evening they have a bonfire with toasting marshmallows and s’mores and all reflect on their lives and stuff and thank each other for being each others’ best friends

they also make friendship vows to each other and promise to always talk through stuff that’s bothering them, always communicate, always support each other, always be honest, etc etc. possibly one of the most emotional things they have ever done as a group. everyone is in tears by the end

then they go inside and in true camp fam fashion, spend the night sleeping on the floor in sleeping bags, all in a big cuddle pile

Yasammy:

Yaz plans to propose on a really fancy dinner date they go on to a restaurant by the beach, but she keeps getting too nervous to do it, and when they drive home and Yaz gets out of the car, she is so nervous she trips and the ring box falls out of her pocket, and she figured, now’s as good a time to propose as any, so she proposes. Sammy says yes ofc and almost starts crying, and then drops to her knees, grabs a flower from the side of the road and offers it to Yaz because she wanted to propose to Yaz and they both laugh and hug and kiss

Yaz only wants one ring, which she wears only on her right hand up until the wedding day where she switches her ring wearing finger to her left (Lebanon, and countries such as as Syria, Turkey and Brazil also do this)

the ring itself is Yaz’s mother’s. mrs Fadoula gave it to Sammy when Sammy told her she wanted to propose and to ask for her blessing. it has a red garnet in it

Sammy’s engagement ring has an emerald in it (green is Sammy’s favourite colour)

they know they want to have an outdoor wedding in early summer, since Yaz loves beaches (i headcanon she grew up in Oregon near a coastline and spent a lot of time at the beach) and Sammy loves the countryside. they scout for weeks for the perfect location before they finally find a good place where the beach and countryside meet on the sand dunes

Yaz and Sammy both agree they don’t want a religious wedding (Sammy was raised Christian and Yaz’s mother is Muslim, but neither of them are particularly religious) so they get married by a judge 

they want their wedding to be very small and intimate. only people they know and love are invited, which basically means the nublar six, their accompanying families, Yaz’s mother, Sammy’s sisters, Dave, Roxie, Mae, Gia, Nonna, Zayna and the Mballos, and some of Yaz’s extended family

Brooklynn and Sammy’s sisters (whom she got back into contact with after chaos theory) are the bridesmaids; Ben, Kenji and Darius were the best men

Brooklynn, Ben, Kenji and Darius all wear suits — whatever colour they want, but they have an orange sprig of flowers pinned to their lapels

they both wear their hair loose with matching flower crowns made from flowers they picked the day before from Sammy’s ranch, and wove them in

it's a Lebanese tradition for the groom's family to arrive the morning of the wedding to pick up the bride — in Yaz and Sammy's case, Yaz only has her mother as close family and Sammy is only in touch with her sisters, so Yaz and her mother arrive on the day to pick up Sammy in the morning, and they have a really intimate drive to the wedding reception. when they get out of the car, Yaz’s mother says, “good luck, my daughters. i love you and i’ll see you in there,” and Sammy almost started crying

Yaz’s dress is white and pretty modest, long sleeved, and has a pretty long train, but her sleeves are thin so she wears a white suit jacket over the top. Sammy also wears a white dress, but with a very full skirt and short sleeves, buff arms are fully visible (when Yaz first sees Sammy in her dress she has to stop and take a moment to remember how to function because girls)

Kenji and Yaz’s mother walk Yaz up the aisle

Zayna is the flower girl, and mrs Fadoula walks the rings up to the front

it’s also a Lebanese tradition to have Daffe dancers who sometimes announce the bride as they come in, and Ben (as the Designated Dj) announces everyone as they come in doing the walk up the aisle

their wedding rings are the pretty standard diamonds, but inside they got the other’s name engraved (e.g. Yaz’s ring says ‘Sammy’ on the inside of the band and vice versa)

the vows are pretty personal, since Yaz and Sammy wrote them themselves. they don’t say “I love you” to each other much, but they often say “I would fight earth to be by your side.” they say that phrase to each other in their vows, but Sammy says it in Arabic and Yaz says it in Spanish (as a cute surprise for each other)

when Sammy explained the Mexican wedding tradition of el lazo (the lasso; usually a decorative silk cord that's draped around the couple) to mrs Fadoula, she did a ton of research, makes her own cord for the girls, and presents it to them on their special day. Sammy is in tears

their wedding bouquets are orange flowers (idk what type cos i know nothing about flowers lmao)

the guests throw sprigs of wild verbena on Yaz and Sammy as they walk back down the aisle (headcanon because @neunhofferart’s favourite Texan wildflowers are wild verbenas)

it's Mexican tradition to have a wedding parade from the ceremony to the reception, but in Yaz and Sammy's case, since they had such a small wedding, they rent a limo for all the wedding guests (it's a tough fit but they manage) and sing karaoke and have non–alcoholic (for Yaz’s family) drinks all the way to the reception

the reception venue is decorated with flowers and fairy lights, and the accents are orange, pink, green (Sammy’s favourite colours) and black (Yaz’s favourite colour). Kenji points out that “the room looks like a giant lesbian flag”

the reception meal has both Mexican and Lebanese food (mostly cooked by mrs Fadoula and Sammy’s sisters; Yaz and Sammy are both average at best at cooking) but Yaz and Sammy also invited their guests to bring their own dish (like a potluck basically)

they have a gorgeously decorated wedding cake, courtesy of Ben’s mother (i headcanon she’d be very good at cake decorating for some reason??) and the ribbons around the base of the cake are orange

Kenji made them a custom playlist and it’s actually extremely good and suits the vibe and them as a couple perfectly

the song they first danced to was to picture you (Sammy’s favourite song) by Chapelle Roan (Sammy’s favourite artist) (Yaz doesn’t have much of a musical preference in terms of the music she likes)

for the mother–daughter dance, ofc Yaz and her mother dance together but mrs Fadoula also dances with Sammy (Sammy definitely cries a little when mrs Fadoula first offered)

there’s a traditional Arab dance called the Dabke, which is done at special occasions. Yaz and Sammy agree they want to dance the Dabke at their wedding but mrs Fadoula teaches the others of the N6 how to dance the Dabke to surprise Yaz and Sammy. when they started dancing, Yaz almost started tearing up cos of how thoughtful it was and they all had a great time dancing together

they do a wedding book, but there’s only a few pages for guest messages since so few people were there; the rest of the space is for pictures from the day. the others of the Nublar Six cannot. stop. drawing in the damn thing. Ben writes, “CONGRATULATIONS MY FAVE LESBIANS I AM YOUR #1 SHIPPER” in very sloppy drunk handwriting, followed by Brooklynn writing, “congratulations from your actual #1 shipper... I’ve known you were gonna end up together since Nublar ;)” followed by at least a page more of the Nublar Six bickering over who shipped them first. Yaz and Sammy think it’s hilarious

Sammy is, of course, overjoyed throughout the day, except for a few minutes where she and Yaz take some time away from the celebrations for Sammy to cry because she’s out of contact with her parents and they weren’t there to see her get married

in the evening, Yaz and Sammy go back to the beach and have dinner just the two of them. they eat chiles rellenos (sammy's favourite), tofu kebabs (yaz's favourite) and orange slices as the evening meal

it’s just the two of them on a blanket with candles and more flowers

(not a picnic! as sammy says, a picnic is just lunch on a blanket) (but yaz is determined to make it the most beautiful lunch/dinner on a blanket they've ever had)

after they finish eating, they slow dance (mostly just gently swaying) on the beach to music playing through a small speaker and hold each other close. it’s easily one of the most intimate things they’ve ever done together

Their honeymoon is in the middle of summer, and it’s on a Greek island resort (they’re mamma mia fans guys... trust me it’s canon...) and have an amazing time

they have a really fancy spa day where they get a couple’s massage

they also find a completely secluded area of the beach and have sex at sunset

Yaz wakes up early every morning to make a cup of coffee (for her) and tea (for Sammy) and they spend an hour every day on the balcony of their hotel room sitting and talking while watching the sunrise

Dinostar

technically, they get married twice

the second time was legally when they did it, but the first time was a pseudo–ceremony the night Darius and Brooklynn proposed to each other

they were going for an evening drive in Darius’s truck with takeout pizza and blankets to snuggle under, and they stopped the truck at a nice spot nearish the highway by the forests with a gorgeous view of the stars. they were sitting in the truck bed, when Darius realised he wanted to propose Right This Second, and did. Brooklynn said yes, “if, Darius Bowman, you will marry me”

on the drive back, after a twenty minute discussion in the car they both agree that they want to be married This Precise Instant and call all their friends to tell them they’re getting married

Brooklynn, texting Yaz and Sammy: I PROPOSED TO DARIUS AND HE SAID YES!!!

Yaz: that’s amazing 🫶

Sammy: ASHJSJF WE’RE SO HAPPY FOR U TWO :D

*twenty minutes later*

Brooklynn: we’re getting married

Yaz: yeah that was implied by the proposal text dumbass

Brooklynn: no i mean we're getting married tonight. in an hour. come to our house

(let’s say the nublar six all live near enough each other at this point to drive there in a couple of hours)

Darius and Brooklynn stop again on their way back to pick up some flowers for their ceremony — yellow ones, of course

after that they spend ten minutes sitting on the truck bed in the car park and just. talk and reflect. thank each other for the amazing relationship they have. exchange a few personal vows for just them. make out.

the ceremony is done in their living room with the Nublar Six, mrs Bowman, Brand, and Brooklynn’s dads. they do their vows in view of the family photo with Fredrick (Darius’s dad) in full view. the only decor are yellow flowers and candles (“your light burns bright, Darius Bowman”)

they completely improve their vows. the words have been inside them for years

Darius starts his vows by saying, “Brooklynn... i love you" and Kenji blurts out (being sarcastic) “really? i had no idea” *Yaz hits him in the face with a pillow*

they and everyone else are crying by the end of their vows

they jump the broom. Darius was very set on doing that since, according to his mother, his family have been doing it with the same broom for generations. mrs Bowman and Fredrick jumped the broom at their wedding. mrs Bowman cried when they did it

they don’t do engagement rings since, from that night onward, they consider themselves married already

but they want to get legally married so they have legal couple rights and stuff (also any excuse to get the gang together and celebrate)

they have a winter wedding because they look so much like a winter couple i can’t explain why they just do

Darius’s family is Christian but Darius himself isn’t, and Brooklynn isn’t religious, so they get married in a courthouse

like Yaz and Sammy, it’s a small wedding with the rest of the Nublar Six, their accompanying families, mrs Bowman and Brand, Brooklynn’s dads, Dave, Roxie, Mae, Gia, Nonna, Zayna and the Mballos, and some of Darius’s extended family

Yaz and Sammy were the bridesmaids, and Ben, Kenji and Brand were the best men (they all wear yellow dresses/suits)

Darius opts for the standard black tux and Brooklynn wears a pretty simple white dress that she decorates with yellow flowers. Darius has a yellow tie.

mrs Bowman and Brand walk Darius up the aisle. mrs Bowman carries a picture of Fredrick while she walks, and puts his picture next to her seat in the front row so Fredrick can be with his son in spirit

they surprise the other with wedding rings: Darius gets Brooklynn a solid gold ring (stones are only stones, anyway. Brooklynn deserves something that can only be made in a supernova.) and where there would be a stone, the gold is melded into a star. Brooklynn wears hers on her right hand instead of her left. Brooklyn gets Darius a plain band with a chip of his raptor tooth embedded inside (with his permission)

i imagine Yaz and Sammy would have a toddler at this point maybe? so they’d ask her (with the help of one of her mothers) or one of Darius’s younger cousins to be the flower girl, and Kenji to be the ring bearer

they do the pretty standard vows since they did the personal ones the night of their engagement

their wedding bouquet is mostly white flowers but there’s stars meticulously glued onto the petals (and the ribbon is yellow ofc)

their reception/party is decorated with crystal–like winter decorations, the theme is winter wonderland

their reception meal is like. standard fancy food.

mrs Pincus also made their wedding cake. we absolutely stan this lady

Kenji made them a playlist like he did for Yaz and Sammy, and once again it’s brilliant. however it is a running gag that Kenji, Brand and Darius jumpscare each other with the song blue da ba dee da ba dai so right in the middle of the dancing, suddenly, “now listen up here’s a story about a little guy that lives in a blue world—” “—Kenji, SERIOUSLY? at my WEDDING?” meanwhile Kenji and Brand are pissing themselves laughing

Darius and Brooklynn’s first dance is to the song so close from the movie enchanted (underrated song of the decade. tear jerking and heartbreaking and magical and whimsical and amazing)

they also dance to several instrumental arrangements of disney songs and honestly they look like a fairytale couple

they hire a photographer and the photos are stunning

mrs Bowman dances with Brooklynn and Darius in the mother/daughter and mother/son dances, and both Brooklynn and Darius dance with both Brooklynn’s dads

they do a wedding book, and they include a page where they ask everyone to write one piece of marriage/relationship advice. they get increasingly more silly the more drunk people get. most of it is Kenji and Ben’s handwriting. Yaz gives advice from therapy. Sammy draws loads of hearts around their names on the front page

in the evening, they drive back to the same place they got engaged and have one final dance in the moonlight before going back home to sleep

they (me) had no idea where they should go for their honeymoon, so they (i) did some research and decided they’d go to one of the tropical Caribbean islands for a week

on their honeymoon they go skinny dipping at least once

right after that they also spend a few days going camping in the forest just them two

Benji

Kenji spends ages planning a really elaborate and thoughtful proposal (with the help of Yaz and Sammy ofc) only for Ben to spontaneously propose

Kenji is so shocked and thrown and excited that he blurts out “no!” then quickly corrects by saying “no, i mean that i was supposed to propose to you,” and then he brings out the ring with a turquoise gemstone (like Bumpy)

Kenji’s engagement ring is sapphire like Smoothie

when they told everyone else, the most excited was, to everyone’s surprise, Dave. when they asked why, he explained his and Roxie’s bet and how Roxie was so wrong, and the Nublar Six all realise their relationships started with the gyrospheres

they decide to get married in a forest. Ben’s family is Jewish but he’s never been religious, so they don’t get married religiously, and they both love the forest atmosphere, since the trees remind them a little bit of Nublar but not enough to be traumatic or triggering

their wedding is on a mild spring day

Ben’s family is Jewish but he isn’t religious himself, and Kenji was never religious, so they get married by a judge

same as the other two, they have a small guest list with the rest of the Nublar Six, their accompanying families, mrs Bowman and Brand, Ben’s mother, Dave, Roxie, Mae, Gia, Nonna, Zayna and the Mballos, and some of Ben’s extended family

Ben's mother insists on paying for most of the wedding

she is also very involved in planning it, and is helpful almost to a fault

Darius and Brand are the best men; Brooklynn, Sammy and Yaz are the bridesmaids

they all wear light purples and blues

a year or so after chaos theory, Kenji realises he has no pictures of his birth mother, so he described how she looked to Yaz who drew her. she redraws it for him and paints it properly, and gives it to him the morning of the wedding in a picture frame

Kenji isn't in touch with his Japanese heritage, so it felt a bit disingenuous to participate in Japanese wedding traditions. HOWEVER, he remembers seeing a photo of his mother and father at their wedding, and she's wearing purple (the only idea we have of what she looks like is five year old Kenji's drawing of her wearing something purple so i’m going with that’s her favourite colour) and Kenji wears a purple tie with his tux to honour his mother

Ben wears the standard black tux

Kenji and Ben both walk up the aisle arm in arm. Ben links his other arm with mrs Pincus and Kenji links his other arm with mrs Bowman

mrs Pincus gave Ben her old wedding ring to give to Kenji, and Kenji found his mother’s wedding ring in a box of old stuff from his father’s house and he held onto it for years

Bumpy is the ring bearer, Smoothie is the flower girl (Ben and Kenji taught him how to throw petals with his mouth. proud papas moment fr)

their vows are pretty standard, but Kenji writes a short poem (he’s a poetry guy trust me) and Ben is almost brought to tears

their wedding bouquets are also purple (for Kenji’s mother, and also it’s Kenji’s favourite colour) and blue (Ben’s favourite colour)

they spend some time in the forest just having drinks and stuff, but then they go to their official party venue

it’s decorated a bit like a jungle but also with blossom trees (traditionally Japanese)

they have buffet food at their reception meal (also by caterers because neither of them have a culinary bone in their body)

mrs Pincus still does the wedding cake (finally her sons are getting married) and she decorates it beautifully

however she does insist she frosts it at the venue. she was up at 5am making sure the cake was decorated and beautiful for her boys <3

Kenji spent weeks curating the Perfect Playlist for their wedding specifically (it’s only slightly different to their already existing Couple’s Playlist)

the first song they dance to as a couple is hallelujah by Leonard Cohen but Kenji rewrote the verses to fit their relationship (this is totally a teaser for an upcoming project btw)

Kenji gets a mother/son dance with mrs Bowman and both boys get a mother/son dance with mrs Pincus, and Kenji dances with Brook’s dads (they are technically his uncles in law i think??? idk. they’re his dads guys)

when mrs Bowman dances with Kenji, she whispers in his ear, “i love you, my darling son. i’m so proud of you.” and Kenji just melts

Jewish weddings have a celebratory dance called the hora where the couple are lifted in the air on chairs while they hold a napkin or handkerchief, and Ben really wanted to do it, so mrs Pincus helps the Nublar Six plan a Hora dance, and Darius, Brooklynn, Sammy and Yaz lift Ben and Kenji up in their chairs and it's SO cute. Kenji and Ben are each clinging onto one end of a handkerchief and cannot stop giggling. they’re so in love

at the wedding toasts, they do an open mic thing for an hour where everyone is invited to give a little toast. embarrassing stories are shared. jokes are made. Dave specifically congratulates the Nublar Six on all their marriages, and then reminds Roxie she owes him $100

all throughout the celebrations, Kenji and Ben are sneaking off into the gardens to kiss and cuddle and celebrate because holy shit we’re married now. they can hardly believe it /pos

the party is done by around 8pm and Ben and Kenji go back home and slow dance around their living room while listening to Queen and indie rock with fairy lights strung around the room. it’s just the two of them and they end up cuddling on the sofa, where they fall asleep

their honeymoon is in New Zealand, because Ben has distant family there and he went a couple of times as a child, and he loved it (author’s note: i went to New Zealand once as a child and it was truly magical, i loved it sm) and the scenery is so gorgeous

they go for three weeks (not including travelling time because to fly there is an additional day each end) in the first three weeks of december (december in New Zealand feels like summer in northern climates)

they spend two weeks and six days having amazing fun, relaxing beach days, relaxing in hot tubs, climbing a mountain, and having incredible adventures... and one of those days in the hospital because Kenji got stung by a jellyfish while swimming in the sea

template!

who proposes to whom?

engagement rings?

wedding location and time of year

are they religiously marrying or not?

who is invited?

bridesmaids and best men (if any)

what the bridesmaids and best men wear

what the couple wear/how they have their hair

who walks person A up the aisle?

wedding rings?

who is the ring bearer and flower person?

who says what in the wedding vows?

what are their flower bouquets like? (if they have them)

do they have their reception/party separate to the ceremony?

how are the venues decorated?

what do they eat in the reception meal?

what is their wedding cake like?

what type of music do they have?

what song do they first dance to as a married couple?

what other dances are there (e.g. parent/child variations, crowd dances, etc)

who speaks in the wedding toasts?

do the married couple have any intimate moments just the two of them throughout the day?

what do the married couple do in the evening?

where is their honeymoon? why do they go there?

[remma-demma]

My alts :3

Chive’s is surprisingly true to FFXVI!

[caligvlasaqvarivm]

I would be curious to hear your thoughts on Feferi through the classpect lens and being a witch of life?

yayyyy i get to talk about my favorite Mean Girl!!!

Witches are mercurial, temperamental, and start the game with some "outsider" status to society, meaning they've bypassed the usual rules of common sense and morality/ethics. Feferi is an heiress who lives all alone at the bottom of the sea (it's implied that others are too scared to get close because of Gl'bgolyb, including Eridan, who refuses to go underwater), Jade lived on an island and was practically raised by her demon dog, and Damara was an immigrant from East Beforus who presumably spent a lot of time hanging out with the Lost Weeaboos as their leader's GF.

As such, they tend to leave their sense of morality up to their emotions - what the Witch deems good is good, what the Witch deems bad is bad. Jade was considered by the beta trolls to be the primary cause of Bec Noir's creation, as from their point of view, she was a dangerous maverick who basically just took direction from the clouds of Skaia without questioning any of their directives, and Damara starts wishing to serve LE because she just wants her teammates to suffer (understandably) - a wish it turns out she would regret on Alternia, where she legitimately attempted suicide to get out from Doc Scratch's control.

This also leaves them fairly gullible and vulnerable to control by evil entities and poor sociopolitical beliefs, just because they're pleasant or easy. Jade is remarkably nicer to Tavros than Eridan, letting Tavros down easily and gently despite the fact that he literally just admitted to killing her grandpa, and demanding her romantic affection as a prize for his confidence and heroic gesture, whereas Eridan not only donated to her his legendary rifle as a gesture of kindness and goodwill, but also asked her about something that was bothering her and earnestly shared information about his own race when asked - because Tavros was "nice" to her, and Eridan was a rude jackass. If you look at what's happening objectively in those conversations, Jade honestly doesn't look good:

tavros: so i used bec to save your life and kill your grandpa, not understanding that that was a family member and not a threatening adult to you. i did this because heroic actions and self confidence get returned with romantic affection. i'm owed yours now! jade: well... i think it's good that you're confident, but i'm sorry, i don't really return your affections! let's try becoming friends first, okay?

eridan: so i don't really need my rifle anymore but i noticed that you use them, so you can have mine for free, it's super powerful and a family heirloom. jade: stfu asshole i hate you and i hate your shitty rifle. i'm going to throw this in the trash. explode

Damara is also remarkably kind to Rufioh, offering him genuine romantic advice, even though he really doesn't deserve it, pretty much purely because he can speak her language - her bar is so low that that's enough "kindness" to earn a regular conversation from her. She should've been allowed to kill him twenty times

Life players, meanwhile, are defined by optimism, stubbornness, and a sense of "normalcy". They're very normal people; Hussie notes this explicitly in the book commentary. They're just kind of stable, normal guys! They look on the bright side, and tend to ignore the downers, which, unfortunately, can include people who are in dire straits. Jane remains stubbornly skeptical of Roxy and Dirk's claims of being from the future and of Crockercorp being evil, and Meenah refuses to listen (at times seeming physically incapable of listening) when people tell her that it's not possible to just kill the invincible demon with unconditional immortality. She idolizes the Condesce, pretty much never acknowledging any wrongdoing on her part (except when Cronus calls her out lol), and doesn't give a fuck what anyone else thinks of her - to the detriment of the team.

Put these together and you get Feferi. She's kind of just a really normal girl, whose emotions define her view of morality and ethics... and that means that, while it's really awful that everyone murders each other all the time, casteism is actually great because being a princess is awesome.

CC: GLUUUUB oh fine. CC: I will suspend my neato quirk just for you. CC: I hereby renounce the royal mark of sea dweller supremacy in the interest of INT-ERSP-ECI-ES DIPLOMACY. [...] CC: Okay, you win. I have officially humbled myself before you. Entirely glubbing peasant-IFICATED for your pleasure. CC: Shall I clip my fins for you as well, your majesty? [...] CC: Hey! We're the aristocracy. We've got a duty to be weird.

Also she loves slurs. Despite how little dialogue she has, she says the R slur like 2 times? And also says this to Jade:

CC: PSH WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT, MISS HORNLESS MCFINLESS.

where have we heard that term before... oh yeah!

ERIDAN: hey finless this doesnt concern those wwith mustard sludge slippin through their vveins

Because, like... being a princess rules. It's so fun, and great, and awesome, and Feferi has such a great time, so who cares if casteism still exists, right? Because Feferi's having a good time with it! We just need to PAMPER those cute, helpless little lowbloods, instead of kill them! That's the ticket!

Witches change their world to suit their wishes, the core of their ability to "change" their Aspect. As the ruler of Beforus, Feferi created a world that suited her ideals exactly - the ultimate nanny state, the perfect realm... for Feferi! And for very few besides herself.

Obviously, if she's been set up as this casteist, then her full actualization and character development is about learning that casteism is Bad, and that a truly good society means giving up many of the privileges she's enjoyed, tying in with the Witch character arc of needing to learn to see beyond themselves and their own feelings about the world. Thus, I think it's very important that the hemocaste is tied directly to lifespan, and it's why the trolls kind of can't have a happy ending if Feferi doesn't survive to the end AND complete her character arc: as long as coolbloods live longer than warmbloods, casteism is an inevitable outcome, as coolbloods amass power with their vastly longer lives.

Witches manipulate their Aspect, changing it directly. A Witch of Life, with its control over not just life and healing, but over biological and genetic properties (as it's implied the Condy's genetic experiments resulting in her ability to use every caste's psionics is an expression of her Thief of Life abilities) is pretty much the ideal classpect for equalizing troll lifespans and psionic abilities - in fact, given that it's implied that Feferi can't revive people like Jane can, it's very likely that Jane can't equalize lifespans like Feferi can.

But doing so would mean renouncing the very concept of a throne, of the society she wanted to build, and the privileges of royalty she's enjoyed so greatly. And that's beautiful. And also why she should hate date Nepeta, the anti-casteism troll -

[justdrawlynn11]

A MaSm Skit: A Wish

Summary: Roxy wants a kid and she’s going to wish for it whether Sun agrees or not- but she messed up when someone interrupted her-

Roxy: “I, ROXANNE THE WOLF-”

Sun: “Roxanne PLEASE no!-”

Roxy: “WISH UPON THE CIRCUS-”

Sun: “IS THERE NO WAY TO REJECT A WISH FREDDY?!??”

Fred: “Unfortunately no-”

Roxy: “THAT SUN WOULD HAVE A BABY WITH M-”

Moon enters the Plex, and he immediately runs to attack Roxy while she’s distracted wishing about something he isn’t focused on.

Moon: “HEY GUYS!”

Moon starts slashing at Roxy with a knife.

Roxy: “M-MOON?!? AHH-”

Fred: “Your wish has been granted.”

Sun: “Wait wh-”

A small animatronic baby spawns next to Sun, it’s a small Moon model with rays and a light blue hue.

Roxy, realizing what she just wished for: “WHAT?!? NONONO-”

Moon: “Wait a second what-”

Roxy: “I MEANT TO SAY ME! ME! IT’S SUPPOSED TO BE MY BABY WITH SUN!!”

Sun: “WHY DID YOU NEED A SECOND PARENT FOR THIS?!?! YOU LITERALLY COULD’VE JUST WISHED YOU HAD A BABY-”

Moon looks to the the small animatronic, processing what just happened-

Moon: “Baby with Sun…”

Roxy: “SUN- IT’S PERFECTLY REASONABLE TO WANT A BABY AFTER THE 3RD DATE!-”

Sun: “NO IT’S NOT-”

Moon: “My baby with Sun…”

Moon slowly started approaching Sun and the baby, Roxy hit Moon with the golden blades of the late Foxford(Foxy is dead-)

Roxy: “DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH THAT BABY MOON!”

Moon: “DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO WITH MY BABY THAT YOU WISHED INTO EXISTENCE-”

As Moon and Roxy argue, Sun now has to deal with the fact he now has a baby with Moon. Fred’s just awkwardly standing there, apologetic to Sun.

Sun, instinctively holding the baby like the daycare attendant he is: “You really need to set some limitations for what Roxanne can wish for-”

Fred: “Yeahh- I’m sorry Sun. At least your new baby is cute-”

Sun: “And during Moon’s villain arc too-”

(Note: In MaSm it’s established that Sun and Moon do NOT see each other as related)

[p3achslimes]

FUCK I ACCIDENTALLY SENT THE ASK WITHOUT EVERYTHING ELSE FUCKFUCKFUCK IGNORE THE HI PEACHIE FROM BEFORE

hi peachie… again >3<

here’s some charlie & reader who really likes fnaf because i love YOU

☆ charlie doesn’t hate fnaf, but he’s just not that into it. he’s played it plenty of times for stream, but the games never really clicked with him the way they did for you. he thinks they’re neat, sure, but he doesn’t have the same level of excitement when talking about the lore or characters.

☆ that doesn’t stop him from listening to you ramble about it, though. if anything, he loves seeing how passionate you get. even if he zones out halfway through your incoherent rambling, he still nods along, smiling at how animated you get when talking about it.

☆ “so wait, let me get this straight—he keeps coming back? why does he keep coming back? doesn’t the whole, like, getting springlocked thing suck? why would you do that to yourself?” he asks, confused, while you sigh dramatically, before explaining again.

☆ he will absolutely make fun of the fact that you have fnaf plushies. “baby, be honest. if glamrock freddy showed up at your door, would you let him in?” when you say yes without hesitation, he groans. “god, i knew it. you’re lucky you’re cute.” (side note: i’m gonna sloppy kiss glamrock freddy he’s my fave)

☆ he doesn’t mind watching you play, even if he gets bored after a while. sometimes, he’ll sit behind you, resting his chin on your shoulder and letting out little exaggerated gasps whenever something happens. he’ll even fake being scared, just to hear you laugh, teehee. he just likes being around you, honestly.

☆ the lore absolutely confuses him. you could spend hours explaining it and he still wouldn’t get it. “okay, so, who’s michael again? i thought he was william’s son? and now you’re telling me he’s a zombie or something? i—baby, you’re losing me.”

☆ even though he doesn’t care about fnaf as much as you do, he still indulges you. if you get excited over a new game announcement, he’ll hype it up with you. if you want to go see the fnaf movie, he’ll go, even if he spends half of it making dumb little jokes in your ear.

☆ sometimes, when you’re really excited about something fnaf related, he’ll tease you in the softest way. “you’re so cute when you talk about this stuff,” he murmurs, ruffling your hair. “i don’t get a single word you’re saying, but god, i love hearing you talk.”

all in all i’m going to give charlie the best head he’s ever had

JAYYYY OMG I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOUUUU IM GONNA KISS YOU FOR THIS

this part is so real (i love that robot bear so much) i want fnaf plushies so bad i cant believe i don’t have any

let me raise you this ☝🏻

as a girlie who wants to cosplay so bad but doesn’t know how lmaoo i LOVE to think about matching costumes with my faves, so i love the idea that charlie would let you dress him up as glamrock freddy for a party of some sort so that he can match you (personally i’d probably be roxy hehe)

“who am i again?” charlie asks, holding onto your waist as you straddle his lap, concentrating on making smooth swipes with a makeup brush across his face. “charlie. you have literally played help wanted on stream.” “ohh, sorry you just look so pretty i have not been paying attention at all.” you fake as if you’re gonna stab the bristles into his eye (but its really to distract him from fact his stupid line made you blush) “shut the fuck up.”