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tokyogruel · 5 months

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Tell me more about the idea that muu is lying and not actually rich please. Ive only ever seen one other person consider that before but they never elaborated + changed their mind post INMF so im really curious. Like what do you think supports it?

im so sorry this took me a few days, work tends to drain me a lot more than id like haha

but i would be more than happy to elaborate!

unfortunately a few of my claims are based off of evidence/supportive pieces that are in a discord server i no longer have access to, so please forgive me

to start off, it was pointed out to me at one point that muu goes to a more expensive private school, though there are grants and scholarships that allow those without the proper funding to attend these schools regardless of their financial status (i.e. haruhi in ouran high school host club). i believe muu is a very intelligent young girl who is capable of earning one of these scholarships easily

muu also has a recurring theme of "foreigner in a place that is new and scary to her" her being a blonde-haired light-eyed half-french, lesbian GNC-girl in a private school filled with dark-haired dark-eyed japanese straight feminine girls. muu is the kind of person who likely feels totally outcast by her peers.

as well, taking a peek at this conversation in after pain:

with a very rough translation (i am not proficient in japanese, but this is the gist of the conversation)

it should be noted that muu's friends "A-" and "Sayu" appear to be talking about muu as if she is not present in the conversation, and their tone is almost mocking. muu retorts by claiming she has plenty more, and that her lipstick (which they are likely making fun of her for it being a cheap brand, though im not sure about this detail) is just an extra she had on hand. she gets defensive, and is likely lying to protect her "rich girl who has everything" image.

i would also like to point out that muu seems to have gotten nothing in return for her lipstick- and was likely lending it to her friend with no expectation. muu acts like she isnt a giving person, but genuinely seems to be thoughtful and generous towards those she cares about. this can also be seen with muu giving haruka "hand-me-down" hair clips. its a small gesture, but haruka wears and appreciates them- they keep his uncut hair out of his eyes, and its a small piece of her that he can wear. its a thoughtful gift

and secondly... doesnt anybody else think that its weird that weve seen NOTHING about her home life? with other prisoners, we see at least two aspects of their lives, if not more. haruka with his house v. the forest. yuno in the car, on the stairs, in the brothel-room, on dates. fuuta in the tunnel, the arcade, on the basketball court. shidou in his house, hospital, greenhouse. mahiru in the forest, her house, several pictures of her on outings in TIHTBILWY. kazui in his house and the bar, on the altar. amane in her house, on the street, though MAGIC primarily takes place in her "inner world". mikoto in his home and train station. kotoko in the warehouse, a bar, on the streets etc.

muu's videos take place entirely in her school. even her inner-world with the bright white walls and floors, where herself and her peers are bugs- its still her mental depiction of school. her home life is totally void in her videos. why? sure, it may not be important to her murder- but maybe, its more important than what we see in after pain and inmf

did you know that most bullies use bullying as a way to cope with lack of control in their lives? that bullies most often face harrassment at home, and that school is their only escape from abuse? those who bully their peers often mirror their own parents' actions towards them. school is likely the only place where muu has any sense of control in her life. yes, its bad that she bullied her peers, but she is a child who has no proper outlet for the pain that she faces

(i also believe that her hourglass imagery lends to a cycle of violence- that muu was likely bullied, became the bully, and lost her status only to get bullied once more)

but im going on a tangent

unfortunately at this point i am running out of steam and good examples to lend to why i believe muu is poor (please, if anyone else has any evidence to back this up, please do add on to this post! i love to hear the community's thoughts!)

but for one last, small point. let's take a look at muu's lunch. a simple bento

this bento is very small (a side note: i am also of the opinion that muu struggles with an ED) and it consists of a few simple ingredients.

a leaf of lettuce, cherry tomatoes, rice, a small amount of sauce, a single hot dog cut in the shape of an octopus, and what appears to be a hunk of protein, like chicken

well, thats not a lot of food. certainly nothing high-quality or expensive. lets take a look at some school lunches in japan. lets search up "学校べんと" "gakkou bento" "school bento" and look at the images

muu's lunch certainly doesnt look all that filling. it most certainly does not look bougie and expensive

edit: i would also like to note that she parallels shidou as a partner prisoner. both feature the concept of lying and upholding a good image of oneself

#milgram #kusunoki mu #kusunoki muu #muu kusunoki #mu kusunoki #ミルグラム #creature speaks #YAY!! yEAH!!! YIPPEE!!!#FREE MY GIRL SHE DID NO WRONG

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satan-plundered-our-oceans · 26 days

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Jinx x f!reader and their first kiss, date, time, fight, all that couple stuff short little pieces of girlies being cute

★。／ get jinxed ＼。★

pairing: jinx x f!reader

fandom: arcane

word count: 1,612

tw: canon typical swearing/slang, some light spoiler warnings, and some suggestive/NSFW content! MDNI!

notes: this is a fic i am really excited for! Thank you again for the request anon! It was really fun to write, and i got through it pretty quickly to be perfectly honest because of that haha. Not proofread because im tired, and i have no shame :D enjoy!

! be sure to like and reblog if you enjoyed !

➼ first date with jinx

You worked under Silco delivering shimmer across Zaun. Of course, you knew you shouldn’t have been doing this, it could get you arrested without question and you’d find yourself in Stillwater. But it paid well, and working so closely with the Eye of Zaun meant you didn’t have to worry as much about danger in Zaun. People saw you as a god-send, you gave them their weekly hit, if anything, the danger made them respect you.

It was during this time that you met Jinx, while picking up your next delivery of shimmer from Silco’s warehouse. She had been there to speak with him privately about some arson issue that happened in Piltover. You had heard briefly about a lanky, blue-haired girl that would build bombs in the open space beneath the warehouse, but it was rare that anyone had ever seen her. But you managed. Somehow.

She intercepts you on your trade route, setting bombs off in the street just across from one of your clients. Jinx claims to recognise you from skulking around the warehouse. And at some point her chaotic energy and her strange inability to sit still seems to lull you into some sense of security. She’s just the perfect idea of unpredictability that you needed in your otherwise boring Zaunite lifestyle. (Though you were very lucky, all things considered.)

Your first date is a simple diner one. At first, you didn’t even know it was a date, just that she wanted to do something fun with you. She takes you in to meet her favourite bartender Chuck, who seems to almost slink beneath the counter when she drags you in. I feel like Jinx would give you a little monkey bomb as a gift for your first date - though it isn’t set, it’s pretty harmless. Other than that she bombards you with strange bursts of Jinx-aligned humour, and rambles at length about her various inventions, promising to take you down to her workshop to show you everything, while tightly gripping your fingers with chipped blue nails.

And something in those bright, blue eyes makes you think that maybe this unpredictability could be quite fun.

***

‘Don’t ya get bored frownin’ like that?’ jinx drums her nails on her glass, the clinking echoing throughout the empty bar. It was quite odd, you reckon, for it to be this quiet, but maybe its just jinx.

In her own way of trying to get a smile out of you she starts spouting some random jokes. Tries telling her own funny stories. They all mostly revolve around bombs or explosive presentations she’s organised at piltover events. Mainly the absurdity of it all gets a laugh out of you, or you just smile at the giddy, child-like happiness you see in her eyes. Something that seems so pure (ignoring the fact that she’s probably an arsonist and on several watchlists)

‘There ya go!’ she cheers, grabbing onto your hands and interlacing your fingers. You think maybe you should paint your nails too to match her, see if it makes her happy. ‘You look so much prettier with a smile, trinket’

➼ first kiss with jinx

It was after your third or fourth date that you ended up spending your free time in the warehouse. Jinx begins showing you all the new inventions she’s making, and all her designs for cartoony monkey bombs, you even help her draw out a few, including a cutesy little cat one that she isn’t as fond of, but she still makes one for you.

Most of your relationship consists of Jinx making you little trinkets, like keychains, safe bombs, little bracelets and rings, and strange, misshapen sculptures made of leftover metal pieces.

She loves you, in a very Jinx-way. She’s touchy but never very pushy. Long hugs, cuddles on a couch that she has balancing on a metal propellor in her warehouse, letting you braid her hair when she’s tired (please brush her hair, she will melt, and she needs some softness), holding hands in Zaun or dragging you to her private meetings with Silco. Whether you like it or not, you have the Eye of Zaun as an adopted father figure now. He isn’t quite sure what to think about it either.

It is one of those cuddle sessions, after she is plagued by the voices that taunt her, that you end up just holding her face into your neck and sitting with her. These are the most important to her, like she can feel safe for once.

***

‘Thank ya toots,’ she curls around you, straddling your lap and looking down on you with an innocent pout on her face. You don’t have to ask what she’s thanking you for, this has become a pretty regular occurrence.

In her moment of calmed silence, you untie one of her braids and begin to brush through her long, blue locks with your fingers. She immediately melts into your hands, leaning forward to lean into your chest, gazing up at you.

‘I feel like ya deserve somethin,’ she says absently, tapping her chin with one nail. Then a mischievous smile crosses her lips. ‘C’mere!’

She eagerly grabs your cheeks, barely giving you a second to register what’s happening before she smushes your faces together. Her lips are chapped, but her kiss is so enthusiastic that you have to take a moment before returning it. Your hand grips her hair in between tight fingers.

The rest of your cuddle sesh is spent with soft, hurried kisses.

➼ first fight with jinx

You don’t often fight with Jinx, you don’t like to yell at her or be upset, and watch her usually gleeful expression drop into that of a kicked puppy. But you were worried about her this time.

She had gone up to piltover against Silco’s wishes again, most likely to stir up trouble, so he decided to send you after her to drag her back to Zaun. When you had gotten there however, you found only the debris of her explosions, the spraypaint she loved, clouds of coloured smoke, and guards everywhere.

And no Jinx.

No sign of her or where she could be, you had no choice but to return to Zaun before you got dragged into the oncoming investigation, empty-handed. You spend the rest of the day worrying over where she might be in her workshop, sitting with your head in your hands on the couch. Is she hurt? Captured? She could be dead for all you know.

So when she shows up again, seemingly ignorant to how long she has been gone or the stress she has caused, you can’t help but raise your voice, crying about how you had expected the worst. You scream back and forth for a bit before she leaves you to burn off her energy.

***

‘Hey trinket,’ the door to her warehouse screeches open, and she stands in the entrance, looking at you as you sit on the couch, barely even looking at her. ‘Ya still mad at me?’

She sighs when she doesn’t get a response, coming close to wipe at the dried tear-stains on your cheeks, setting down her tools and her guns to favour your face between her hands. Jinx makes sure you can see only her.

‘I’m sorry i vanished, i didnt mean to scare ya, honest.’ she pulls you down to lean into her shoulder, still stroking your cheeks with her fingers. ‘Can ya forgive me, trinket? I’ll make it up to ya, i promise.’

Jinx cuddles with you on the couch for the rest of the day, showering you in kisses at your request. Safe to say, you can’t stay mad at her for very long at all.

|| ! mdni content below ! ||

➼ first time with jinx

Jinx has always loved touching you, whether it’s a hand on your knee, an arm around your shoulder, or a hug from behind. She just loves to be close to you. But when you begin talking about the idea of sex with her she immediately jumps on the idea (and probably jumps on you as soon as you bring it up, you only barely manage to drag her somewhere private)

She’s an enthusiastic lover in all things, of course. Fucking you isn’t going to be any different. But she’s gentle the first time, despite it all, she doesn’t really know what she’s doing, i don’t think Silco really prepared her for intimate relationships.

But still, having sex with Jinx is amusing, its not serious, always cracking little jokes or tickling each other and finding little ways to be comfortable with the process. You can’t really find it in you to be nervous.

She’d start slowly with you though, if you wanted, just to make you comfortable <3

***

‘God trinket, ya look s’ pretty like this for me,’ she’s already slightly breathless, skirting her hands and dragging her chipped nails over your ribs. She lays you down on the couch in her warehouse, sitting between your thighs, looking up at you with half-lidded eyes.

‘Ya feel alright?’ she checks in occasionally, just to be sure.

But she lets her hands wander at the same time, she can tell you aren’t going to say no just by the look in your eyes, urging her to continue. She lets her hands travel over your stomach and down in between your thighs, but she doesn’t hurry where you need her. No, she prefers to tease you. Just a little bit to get you squirming.

When she does finally reach your core, dipping her fingers in between your folds, does she finally let up and give you what you want.

#arcane #arcane smut #arcane headcanon #arcane fanfic #arcane x reader #arcane imagines #jinx #jinx arcane #jinx x reader #jinx league of legends #powder arcane #vi x reader #fanfic #smut fic #wholesome #headcanon #imagine

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sualne · 8 months

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Sorry if you're already working on this but with Luffy in Croc dad what's his hobby?? Like he's the biggest ball of energy and I think if wasn't fighting wild animals as a kid he would vibrate into another dimension from lack of stimulation. Does he draw and develop his art skills, has he taken up music or is he invested with the void century with Robin? Croc wants to keep him inside and safe so what did he think would be best to entertain him or does he buy a new thing every week that Luffy says he suddenly wants to do. Yes he looks at books but is that it. Also sorry if you answered this before and I've missed waht you said, I am pretty sure I've seen all your comics on this but I haven't seen all your ask answering questions.

i hadn't gotten these questions and im so glad you ask!! :D

so! luffy doesn't have one specific hobby and croc does end up giving him whatever he wants when he suddenly gets a new obsession, one of the reason he's so excited with finding the jewelry box and getting a dagger is because it's finally something new! after that he gets really into rings and knives until it gets bored of it and switch to something else again.

about him and learning about the void century with robin i actually got a comic later for that so i won't say anything here!

im going to make this a list and explain how it goes, under read more:

Fighting: this luffy doesn't know how to fight, but he still love the concept! he gets really excited hearing stories of fights, duels, martial arts and all the rest! In practice though, since he's been so sheltered and only ever saw one real fight that ended up with people being killed in front of him as a kid, if (haha) he were to witness another real fight he wouldn't be as giddy about it as when he hears stories. he does also learn the tiniest bit of kenpo from bonclay!

Dancing: luffy in canon loves dancing (and partying), here too! he doesn't know/master any specific styles but likes to drag people into dancing with him, if no one is around he'll grab some of the smaller bananawani instead.

Singing: he's still very bad at it.

Music: croc noticed how he'd taps on thing and tried to get him to learn some percussion, unfortunately for him, luffy doesn't care about music theory and just does whatever makes him happy. he also love loud noises and croc has to find a way to stop him from making a racket at any hours of the day, it gets worse when luffy loses some of his hearing and needs to make everything even louder. eventually he gets bored of it too.

Cooking: him and croc cooks together pretty often, if no one is there to supervise him luffy will ignore recipes and common sense, making all kind of abominations. it's a miracle he never set the kitchen on fire.

Bugs: he loves them! he collect them! alive. croc is horrified one day when he finds out baby luffy has been letting some food to rot so he could observes flies and larvae going through their little bug lives cycle. later croc gives him those pinned dead bugs collection boxes thinking luffy will like it, he doesnt.

Board&Cards Games: he mostly has to play them by himself, he doesn't like being alone so he'll often ends up playing it "with" the banawanis. after he loses a few too many times against the banawanis and can't get croc to join in for the millionth time he gives up on them. even when robin joins baroques works he still expect her to be too busy to play with him and doesn't ask (she would have accepted if he had asked).

Art&Craft: he tries a bit of everything, doing it his own way meaning most of it is kind of hideous or about to fall apart, canon luffy is completely fine with that, au luffy though, he's having ton of fun at first but when he gets old enough to see that his dad cant quite fake his enthusiasm or interest towards his disastrous creations he gets frustrated and stops for a while. later, robin finds an old drawing of his and thinks its cute so he start doodling a little again for her.

basically, he struggles keeping a hobby, some like fighting, dancing, bugs and staring at pictures in geography books he keeps through his life but mostly, he's very lonely and bored out of his mind, he's depressed, that's not something that can be helped for as long as he's isolated.

when robin becomes a part of his life everything gets better for him! she spends time with him, read stories for him, helps him get out more often, they even meet bonclay and for a few years he's genuinely happy.

#crocau ask #crocodad au #<- this one gets in the main tag cause this is important lore #i probably wont be able to show all of that in comic form so im glad i get to rant about it here!! it also turned out sadder than i expecte

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kakujis · 6 months

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𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓… ☽

geto vers | baji vers

synopsis: when your husband and best friend are targeted by a hitman, the aftermath leaves you in shock. but suguru has always instilled one line into you: forever has no meaning unless you're in it.

warnings: gn!reader, vampire!suguru, vampire!choso, vampire!satoru, hitman!toji, character death ( + resurrection), depictions of blood and violence, almost blind devotion, a bit angsty but also fluffy.. but also not really? idk what to tag this as LOL, canon divergent (gojo n geto are attacked much later in life), you have no clue they’re sorcerers 👍, swearing, sfw, if choso is ooc im so sorry idk barely anything about/cldnt get a read on his character from one episode djknj

ft + wc: vampire!suguru x reader, 3.2k

tags: @enchantedforest-network, @em1e (u guys should totally read em's necromancy fic btw)

a/n: hi! idk wtf this is, this is just how i deal with chara death i think? this idea came to me when i realized i was writing two fics about dealing with grief (baji fans are u here ?) and wrote nearly 2k for both in one sitting haha. anyways, i feel like atp i'm edda from ffxiv coded except suguru is 1000x better than avere. if you'd like to listen to her theme, it's here. thank u to wallaby for proofreading!

there is something about the morning light, filtered through the white blinds that you’ve forgotten so many times to replace, that feels just like a hug. it’s this light that kisses your eyelids and pulls you out of bed faster than your mother on a school morning.

you’ll yawn, then stretch, pulling your arms up and over your head arching your back as you do. then you’ll get up, set up a pot of coffee before heading off to brush your teeth and wash your face. and you’ll pretend that you don’t see the eyes, red and shimmering, from the shadows in your closet.

“go to bed suguru,” you sigh, before lightly pressing onto your puncture marks, hissing when they’re still tender. “it’s morning.”

“i could fix that… if you’d let me.” he responds, the hinges of your door creaking ever so slightly before you gasp and rush to close them before the light bleeds in.

“don’t!” you snap, hand trembling, “don’t… you dare.”

you crouch down, before slotting your pinky into the smallest slit you can with the door still providing adequate coverage. before long, his cold finger entangles with yours and you smile.

“by the way babe, when are we moving?” he jokes and when your eyes finally adjust to the dark, you can see him stretch his limbs, hands entangling with your hanging clothing. “it’s pretty cramped in here not gonna lie.”

“well… i put in that application a few weeks ago and they did get back to me… so soon. we just need to go through the final steps.” you reply, fighting the urge to crawl into that small space with him and sleep the day off.

when it comes to suguru, you’d do anything and everything, from the hairs on your head to the tips of your toes, you pledged yourself to him fully.

“gonna go to work?” he asks and you nod, albeit with a pout. he snickers when he sees your expression, “aw, don’t cry. i’ll be right here.”

you bite your lip, trying your best not to draw blood because you know. you know that suguru will always be right there, whenever you need him.

you made sure of it.

his name was choso. you remember the night you met him after a round of drinks at the bar. he was nice, if not a bit quiet, and loved to talk about his siblings. suguru and satoru talked aimlessly with shoko while you made new friends. it was a fun little past time.

you don’t remember how you left the bar or how he even convinced you to follow him out. your mind muggy as you followed him, like a moth to a flame, down a back alley before you finally snapped to your senses and shoved him off before he could make a move. it wasn’t until you saw the razor sharp pearly whites of his teeth that you stopped.

you asked him what he was, but he simply shrugged, asking, “have you ever dreamt about being saved from someone or something?”

you nodded, of course you did. everyone has.

“then that’s me. something you can dream about.”

it was a cryptic message, but a message you got nonetheless. choso was not of the day, flourishing under the midnight sky. but for some reason, he wasn’t necessarily scary. in the small amount of time you had spent, he seemed to listen to you and your woes. gotten to know a little bit of your family history, and perhaps decided you would do better with his.

you remember hearing suguru’s panic laced voice calling out for you and you spun around to call back out. turning back, choso was gone. with a hand placed on your shoulder you were pulled into a tight embrace.

“where were you?” suguru asks, nearly crushing you in the heat of his body, “almost lost my mind trying to find you.” he glances behind you, eyes scanning the alleyway in search of something or someone.

“honestly… i don’t even know how i got out here,” you mumbled into his shoulder, hands trailing the familiar sensation of his clothing. “can we go home?”

“yeah, i’ll just let gojo-“

“no!” you exclaimed, the uneasiness in your stomach now palpable, as you balled your fists into the fabric of his shirt, “let’s go now, please.”

he blinks, before nodding, “okay, yeah, okay. let’s go home.” he presses a kiss to your forehead, almost like a seal of protection, before he’s throwing his arm around you and walking you home.

you don’t ever recall meeting toji fushiguro. it was just another night out underneath flickering street lights, outside the same bar where you met choso, the street familiar yet empty. your husband smoked into the evening air, the scent wafting over and tickling your nose.

“no offense, satoru, but i didn’t listen to a single thing you just said.” he stated, lips curled up into a smirk with the cigarette dangling between his fingers.

“good,” satoru snorts, before glancing at you, “i wasn’t asking for their opinion anyway.”

you feign ignorance, perking up and asking, “hm? what were we talking about?”

“man the two of you are so fucking annoying.” he whines, head hung back as you both laugh.

“care for a third opinion?” a voice asks and you gasp, jumping back.

the man was tall, handsome, with dark hair and a scar on his lip, wearing a simple outfit of a tee and sweatpants. he seemed otherworldly as well, just like choso. maybe, it was the aura he exuded, more like the lack of, but it set your hairs up on end.

suguru was quick to pull you behind him as your fingers instantly grabbed onto his shirt.

“don’t really care for a stranger’s opinion,” satoru drawls, glancing over the tips of his sunglasses. but you can read his body easily, a culmination of friendship over the years. it was screaming: danger.

“c’mon, don’t be like that. why don’t we introduce ourselves then? i’m toji.” he said, sticking his hand out for a handshake. but neither satoru nor suguru moved to grab it, instead they tensed, waiting.

“suguru.” satoru whispered, a command with only one word. he understood exactly what it meant. you don’t remember suguru being able to run so fast, the force from his pull almost knocking the air out of you. nor do you remember satoru being able to fight so efficiently.

you do remember suguru hiding you away and making you wait, even when you tried to hold onto him, he assured you it’d be fine and made you wait. but seconds ticked into minutes, long, monotonous minutes that made the pit of uneasiness in your stomach bloom into a festering bouquet of chrysanthemums.

“suguru?” you called, stepping out into the dreary moonlight. no response.

“satoru?” you tried again, quietly walking back towards the area they were in originally. it’s strange how quickly the night changes, how suddenly the flickering street lights aren’t an annoyance but one of your only sources of comfort, as if the dark can swallow you.

“suguru,” you call out again, voice teetering on a breakdown and eyes scanning the desolate street. “please res-“

you stop suddenly, the sickening squelch of something warm pooling beneath your feet halts you. you feel sick as you start to take in shallow breaths, eyes following the stream of ichor until it reaches its source.

suguru.

you remember dragging his lifeless body down that familiar back alley. knowing that anyone would be able to see that trail of blood and find you. the darkness of that alley covered you, looming over you like a guardian, while the scent of trash almost, almost, covered the sharp tinge of iron that permeated the air.

you propped suguru up against the wall as best you could, your body still thrumming with adrenaline. “just gimme a sec, okay?” you mumbled through tears, knowing that he couldn’t hear you. “i’ll figure it out, just like you always do.”

you’re not sure why you were compelled to scream out that name, but maybe it was because in your dreams, he appeared when you least expected him too.

“choso!” you screamed, waiting for a brief moment before you filled your lungs with air once more and tried again. “choso!”

nothing.

choso!

still nothing.

and when nothingness almost consumed you, taking you into it’s ghostly clutches, you felt it: the sudden heaviness in the air.

you feel like you screamed for hours, the name tumbling off your tongue and into the moonlit air like a siren song. just a little less pretty. in reality, it was probably only a few minutes before the brunette arrived, dark rimmed eyes and all. your new guardian “angel”.

“he looks pretty bad if you ask me.” he started, already crouching down to your level, before reaching up to brush the red coated strands away from suguru’s face. “looks pretty dead.”

“fix it.” you whispered, continuing even after choso shot you a look. “fucking fix him.”

“what makes you think i can do that?”

and in that moment, you feel compelled to tell him about the dreams that you’ve been having lately. the ones where he’s in them, beckoning you to stay under his protection. call for me and i’ll be there.

but you keep it simple, too pressed for time. “you’re in my dreams, right?” you answer.

he’s quiet, face softening as he mulls over your words. “good to know.” his eyes wander over to the crimson trail, that bleeds from the streetlamps to your waiting spot. “he’ll probably find you.”

“toji?” you ask and he nods, “i don’t even know why he’s after us.”

“he’s not after you, he’s after him.” he says, cupping suguru’s face, dribbles of blood falling from his mouth, and you twitch, almost reaching out to snatch his hand away, “he’s never liked sorcerers.”

“sorcery…?” you mumble, glancing once more at your lifeless husband.

but you’ve never heard that word, believing that magic cannot exist, that what you saw could not be explained so easily. there is no magic, only reality, and what is this but such painful, excruciating reality that sucks the air from your lungs and the color from your eyes.

choso dodges the question, “well then. let’s get out of here.” before he places a palm on the back of your neck, sending you back off to dream.

there’s a voice that pulls him out of the light. low and drumming, it snaps him back into the present and out of his stupor. he sits up, scrambling to make sense of just where he is and who is talking to him. the bed he’s in is similar to a hospital bed, although the white sheets are now stained red.

“… stay out of the sunlight, feed only when you’re hungry, animal blood counts, it just doesn’t taste that good,” choso continues listing things off, not taking into the account the shock etched so firmly into suguru’s face. “you can feed on them and if they ever wanna turn, let me know, i’ll teach you how to do it.”

suguru whips his head around, spotting you sitting in a chair with blood covered and bruised knees, the sweat and tears now dried on your face. you glance up at him, giving a little wave and a tired smile. he notes the dried blood that seems to be caked even under your fingers.

“what the fuck did you do to them?”

“you mean, what did i do to you?” the brunette retorts. “you wanted to stay together, right? now you can.” he answers, crossing his arms and leaning back against his desk. but suguru’s not sure if he’s asking him or you, the one who smells so much sharper and sweeter than he remembers. you also smell of blood. so much blood that he can hear it coursing through you with each thump of your heartbeat.

and like a moth to a flame, you stand on wobbly knees, the pads of your feet hitting the floor in sluggish steps as you pad over and throw yourself onto your lover.

“don’t be mad at me,” you whisper, your eyelids fluttering as you try to fight back your tears. “i thought i could figure things out like you always do… because i always rely on you, right? i was too scared to be alone.”

he’s so cold now and you’re so unbearably warm, the perfect juxtaposition of your souls. although he doesn’t need to, he takes a deep breath, before pulling you into his embrace.

“you’re cold, sugu.” you mumble, yet you press harder, deeper into his embrace.

“is that a turn off?” he jokes because he can’t be mad at you, not now and not ever. and any fragments of anger always dissipate like a puff of smoke. you giggle, before finally giving in and crying, digging your nails into his stiff skin. you cry until you can’t anymore, going limp and falling asleep in his arms.

suguru’s gaze shifts upwards, as he holds you protectively, one arm wrapped firmly around your lower back, the other on the back of your head, fingers laced in your hair.

“so, no introductions?” he asks, trying to be friendly, although the intonation in his voice betrays him. it’s first time meeting such a strange man, who can blame him?

certainly not choso, who responds in turn, “my bad. you can call me choso. i fixed you up on their behalf.”

“and satoru?” he asks, scanning the room to see if he can find the familiar white tufts of hair.

“is fine,” choso replies, before jutting a finger out towards you, “they made sure to cover all the bases.”

suguru shifts you in his hold, pressing a kiss to your forehead, that familiar seal of protection once again placed within your being. but also, as thanks for trying to keep everyone safe.

“then, where is he?” he asks while the other sighs and points over to another bed in the corner. dark eyes follow and the familiar tufts of silver hair peek immediately confirm it’s satoru.

“he’s gonna wake up soon too. i’ll fill him in on the details.” before suguru can reply he’s cut off, “you should go soon, before the sun rises.”

“am i actually a vampire?”

“vampire, dracula, nosferatu, the undead. you can choose whatever you want.”

“… i see.” he pauses, glancing back at satoru’s sleeping form before deciding he’ll be fine on his own. “we’ll be going then. …thanks.”

he places his feet on the floor, still wearing his shoes from earlier and starts to walk off, cradling you in his arms.

“when you feed, geto, don’t overdo it. or they will die.”

he stops mid-step, gripping you tighter in his embrace, his brow furrowed, before finally walking off.

you really should’ve taken a photo for satoru of the realtor’s perplexed expression when only you showed up to a three bedroom home, insistent on your need for space.

when you do get that house, situated so nicely in the countryside, away from the buzz of the city, you think about what life would be like if you changed. if you no longer saw the sunlight. but you shake your head, pressing your fingers up to your neck once more, rubbing over the now scabbing indentations.

you know suguru can’t feast on you forever as your body ages and his does not. but the thought of him feeding on someone else makes your stomach turn.

“woow,” satoru hums, breaking you out of your trance as he takes in the new home, “not bad! not bad at all.”

you smile, “thanks, satoru. i wanted to make sure you had your own space too.”

“whats the third room for?” he asks, peeking his head in as he saunters around the new home.

“office space.” you reply, “remember i work from home?”

he nods, replying, “ooh, makes sense,” before he’s suddenly in front of you. his once crystalline blue eyes, now a deep crimson. “can i get a quick snack? i’m hungry.”

“always so insatiable, satoru.” you tsk, rolling your eyes, but hold up your wrist anyway.

“not my fault you just so happen to be the best tasting human around.” he says, smiling against the thin skin of your wrist.

luckily for you, he’s fast, the pain is almost nonexistent beyond the prick of his fangs but you still shut your eyes, waiting for it to be over. and when it’s over, gojo thanks you for the meal with a large bow before leaving to settle in his room.

it’s so different from suguru who plans out the days that he’ll feed, keeping you in his clutches for what seems like hours as he sips away at your blood, making sure to maximize the experience.

the blood loss always makes you so dizzy, dizzy and pliant. he likes to watch over you afterwards, splayed against the sheets, fingertips running over your veins as if he’s painting over them in hues of ice.

in your half-conscious state you never notice the furrow of his brow as he contemplates turning you every single time. you won’t last forever, too fragile, too soft, too alive. and suguru believes that forever only exists if you are in it as well. he asks you one night, while the house is almost too still, if you’d stay with him forever.

“… of course…” you murmur, head dazed and body heavy, “always, sugu.”

“even if you lose yourself?”

“i can’t… lose myself if i’m with you.” you smile contently, reaching out to him with one shaky hand.

“then how would you feel…” he asks, fingertips snaking up the veins of your neck, “if i turned you?” you shiver under his touch, eyelids fluttering not only at the sensation but also the low timbre of his voice.

“turn me?” you mumble, pressing your hand against his, encouraging him to continue carressing your skin, “like… choso did with you?”

he grins, albeit a small one and nods. hand now exploring the curves of your face, “just like that.” and while his hand is ice cold, it sears your skin with his touch, a testament to how deeply you’ve fallen.

you pout, finally relaying your fears, “won’t you feed on others though?”

“you want me to starve?” he jokes, still running his touch over you.

“let’s go vegan.” you hum, your consciousness starting to drift until the thrum of his fingers.

with your eyes closed you don’t catch the expression on his face, but you catch his laugh, drifting down into your ear. “i don’t know if that’s how it works, honey.”

“animals...” you mumble, breaths becoming deeper with each passing second. “like humans… but diet… is how choso… explained it right?”

he smiles, letting you fall deep into sleep. he keeps his hand intertwined with yours, knowing that even in dreams you hold onto him as if you were awake. he thinks you look so beautiful in the moonlight, better even than the moon or the stars themselves.

and he is so sure, that forever cannot exist, if you’re not in it.

#jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #geto suguru x reader #geto suguru x you #geto x reader #geto x you #suguru geto x reader #suguru x reader #pibby writing

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fefairys · 1 year

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i know that for the undertale cafe, some people traveled like, a long ways to come to it and were probably disappointed because requiem is small and most people (myself included) never got to try the food beacuse they were always out of it cause since theyre so small they can't hold very much inventory. i'm sure for homestuck it will be a lot of fun just to see other homestucks in person, but like. if you have to get on a plane to come here, i do not know if that is quite worth it, to be honest. but maybe it is to you idk! just dont get your hopes up for something spectacular when it is really gonig to be just a little nerd cafe with mediocre drinks and most likely no food..

like, i... assume there wont be as many ppl as there were at the undertale one, but at the undertale one i stood in line outside for 3 hours before going in, and they asked us to limit your visit to 20 minutes so more people can get in. (this was just for the first week or so. we went back the next week, still during the event, and it was pretty empty and there was no line and we could stay as long as we wanted, so maybe wait til towards the end if ur traveling)

also there will probably not be good parking slsdfsd the parking garage is VERY small, you will probably have to find street parking and walk a ways.

i am just seeing people talking about traveling great distances to come here and im like. haha oh jeez not sure if u wanna do all that! but again, like, if u think it would be worth it just to hang out, then thats great! i hope it is worth it for that alone! i know i am going to have fun just being in homestuck cosplay in public again, personally, even if the event itself sucks!

edit: !!!! i made a twitter thread saying this same stuff and requiem replied with this:

not really any details but it sounds promising to me! this is only their third collaboration like this so it makes sense that they’re still just getting their footing. they are a nice little queer-owned nerd cafe doing their best :’)

#homestuck cafe #requiem cafe #very intrigued by what the fuck they mean by 'lifesize height chart' tho.#these characters dont have canon heights im so. what does that MEAN #but like when i was standing in line i overheard ppl saying they came from outside the country JUST for the event #THE PICTURE ON THEIR WEBSITE IS A TAD MISLEADING I THINK LOL #it makes it look bigger and cooler than it is #its kind of just a block of cement with fun decorations #I ENJOY IT!! I LIKE THE CAFE ON ITS OWN #we went there for juices birthday! its pleasant!#but yeah.#thats all just some words of advice from a local!#haha sorry im probably just paranoid

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todomemolesta18 · 7 months

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The amazing digital circus! (review)

So... people actually want my opinion and Im like

*sniff* Ok, guys! Im gonna try to do my best to review (?) the pilot ep for Tadc! (Spoiler alert: I enjoyed a lot!)

First of all, the animation. IS. BEAUTIFUL.

So elastic, so expresive, so shiny, is just perfect!

Like, for example, just look at her pupils, how she slightly moves her head, is something little but add a lot of life to the character.

And they are so expresive like you can see their fear and stuff, especially Pomni.

(I love this shot of her haha)

Everything is so full of life and colours, I just love when animators actually take advantage of animation and go crazy with it.

And the designs are really good too! I love them. The best ones are Caine and Kinger.

They are so... crazy. And thats great! Besides, I think the giant eyes on Kinger just makes him look more traumatized, which makes sense, because for what we know, he has been in the circus the longest.

Now the characters themselves. I like them. Just so much personality, and fun. Specially Jax.. he is an unapologetic asshole and I just love that.

Ragatha is nice. Hope to see more of her, but rigth know I dont have a lot to say about her, but she is likeable and kind. She is just what Pomni needs.

Il talk about Pomni, but later, cause I wanna comment some interesting stuff about her.

Gangle is cute and deserves a big hug.

Zooble is... okay too. I dont dislike her and she has some funny momens, but like Ragatha, I need to see more of her to make a more complete opinion. I KNOW is the pilot, but I still need more content. IM NOT CRITICIZING, IS JUST MY OPINION. Actually is good that they dont focus a lot on ALL the characters, because it would be a confusing mess, so, well done there, Glitch and Goose.

Kinger was freaking hilarious. Like when Jax mentions how stable Kinger and Gangle are, Kingle start to shake in a really weird but hilarious way. Or when he screams randomly and says that Gangle startled him.

I like this guy :D

Then we have Caine... oh boy, he is one of the most interesting characters, with Pomni and... Kaufmo.

He acts so happy and cheerful and stuff, and like a presenter. He is actually kinda nice, but is obvious that he is hiding something, like when Pomni asks about the exit and he gets all weird.

NOW. Lets talk about my waifu- about Pomni.

She is so realistic and human and relatable and I love that. And not just because she is so super confused and scared and anxious, but for other scenes.

The moment where Ragatha needs help, and Pomni actually extends her hand and grabs her, only to start glitching. She gest scared, apologizes and runs away. But she feels guilty and comes back to apologizes to Ragatha, who forgives her.

I LOVED THIS SCENE SO MUCH. Pomni became more than just the anxious main character and became a bit more tridimensional.

Another moment I loved related to her. This:

Is a very short scene... but it means so much. How she is just in shock an touches her face, like she just cant believe this is her. This is happening to her. And it adds to the existencial horror of the show.

And the most incredible one and amazed me is when she actually goes in the exit door. Like... she did want to help Ragatha, but this could have been her only chance to escape. Im sure anyone of us, including myself, would have done it.

But then the poor woman is traped in a bucle and starts to get crazy and laugh... I think I would have reacted exactly the same.

Or that last shot of her and her disturbed face.

DAMN, EVERYTHING IS SO GOOD. AND THE MUSIC TOO.

I LOVED THE INTRO. The comedy too! And the outro was so cute!

This show has showed us the potential it has for the horror AND I CANT WAIT.

This are all my personal toughs! What do you guys think?

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #review #pomni #Caine #Kinger #Jax

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dayseedrawz2 · 3 months

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Okokok, Its time to stop mentally preparing... (for Pomni AND me in this case cuz I sorta regret doing this-) this part is probably gonna be longer than the first

[also tagging @sm-baby again. I'm sorry if I'm infiltrating you notifications but if I tagged you in the first it makes sense to tag you in the rest of the parts]

Here is part one of the Fic:

Okay now here we go again...

PART 2 OF:

☆Settings for two☆

Pomni, not having much to do while waiting for Caine and the others, just sat on the floor on the stage. Letting herself stare off into space, with the thought of escape still circling her head.

Caine was gone for a bit longer than she thought he'd be. She thought he would just snap his fingers and bring the cast out against their will. Ya know, like the oblivous AI that he is. Or at least he appeard to be to her... Then she heard the distant bustling and chatting of the others getting closer:

"Do we really have to do this for her??"

"I guess so. But I don't quite mind."

"Yeah, whatever. I just think it's stupid that he's involving us..."

"The only thing stupid about it is that he's involving you, Jax."

"Oh, settle down, guys! I think it's really sweet of him!"

"Shut up, Dollface!"

"C-can you guys stop arguing..?"

"Oh! Of course! Sorry, Gangle."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever..."

"Let's just get the day over with..."

Pomni got up as they all lined up side by side in the center of the room. But She was still a bit confused...

"What on earth were they talking about..?"

The thought lingerd with her, but it didn't invade her mind as much as the inevitable effect of her plan. But her train of thought again was interrupted by the voice of Caine bursting into their muffled conversations:

"Good morning again, my superstars!"

He swooped around the corner, approaching from the direction of the hallway.

"I hope you all are excited for today's adventure! This one is sure to be a doozy!"

He began to explain the rules of the adventure. "Something Something, the grounds, blah blah blah, Something about the Carnival? Or perhaps it was the Lake?" Not like she would know. She wasn't paying much attention. Again, all that was on her mind was the idea of leaving. When finally she tuned back in to Caine as he wrapped up his speach:

"Alright everyone! I hope you all enjoy the adventure! Stay safe and have fun!"

*Snap!*

And POOF! Caine and the others was teleported to who knows where.

Execpt, for Pomni?

She started to panic a bit:

"Im still here!? Should've known not to get my hopes up... Maybe he set that door there as a trap like the others..."

Well, at least she was alone...

*Poof!*

"Pomni!? What're you still doing here!?"

"Oh God..."

He snapped in attempt to fix what he thought was some sort of bug on his end.

Nothing happened.

Another snap.

Nothing.

He began to grow visibly frustrated, continually snapping as he spoke:

"M-my apologies, dear! There seems to be something wrong with-"

He turned to see the blue door slightly open. Pomni grew worried:

"Oh god... Did he see me in there?? Is he gonna do something to me??"

To her surprise, upon connecting the dots, he simply laughed it off:

"Haha! It appears someone got into the old settings room!"

"..."

"I told Bubble to quit messing with code without permission! I'll be giving him a stern talking to later..."

Though still tense, she let out a releived sigh:

"Sorry again, my dear! I guess this means you'll have to sit out of today's adventure!"

"I-it's fine, Caine. If that's all, I'll just head back to my room now-"

"W-wait!"

His response was a bit more panicked than usual:

"I-I'm afraid you can not go to your room at this time..."

This, of course, alarmed her:

"Wh- I- why not..?"

"You should be in the adventure right now, so even if you tried, the place would glitch like crazy!"

"Oh... well, uh- now what?"

"I... I'm not sure. This hasn't really happened before..."

"Mhmm..."

"Yup..."

It was a bit off-putting seeing Caine this quiet. Normally, he's always bugging her and the others with his antics. Not that she would prefer if he did, just- it didn't feel right that he wasn't.

Caine to must have realized just how akward it felt. He attempted to continue the conversation:

"Ya know, lately a lot of things have happened here that haven't happened before since you got here! It's pretty funny now that I think about it!"

"R-really? Like what..?"

"Well, if I knew, I would tell you! Haha!"

She wasn't quite sure what he was implying. "Was it some sorta joke? A reference?"

"S-sorry, what? I don't quite get it..."

"Well, as a not human being, I have been trying to learn as much as I can from you humans! I want to make sure that this place is as normal and comfortable as it can be!"

As he continued, he seemed more down to earth than he usually was:

"I tried to ask everyone for information about the human world, but either they say they don't remember or they just don't answer me at all."

This answer from Caine caught Pomni very off guard. She didn't expect him to open up to something like this. Especially to her.

"Gee, well- I-"

"But the feedback you gave me this morning, It made me realize. Perhaps I have been asking the wrong questions?"

She wasn't sure how to answer. Never has she been good at giving good feedback, but still she decided to give her best- "advice" You could say.

"You mean you should ask more about their personal issues with the place? Well- it might be different for everyone, but it might give you at least a few of the answers you're looking for? I-"

She was cut off by Caine rapidly shaking her hand:

"Why thank you again, my dear, for your feedback! Hopefully, this will improve everyone's stay!"

The rapid hand-shaking continued:

"Y-you're welcome?"

The shaking finally stopped, making Pomni almost fall forward:

"Well then, I suppose we should wait for the others' return."

"Yeah... I guess we'll be here for a while, heh."

He checked his WackyWatchTM:

"My! It's already almost over! They will be here any minute now!"

"Wait, really?"

"If my WackyWatchTM is right! It's as if it only started not even 5 minutes ago! Ha! That's one more odd thing that's happened since you've been here! Care to explain that one?"

Pomni had to think about that one for a moment. She hadn't had this sort of experience for a while:

"Well, if i remember, humans usually are unaware of time when doing something fun or being around someone that they enjoy being around."

This answer seemed to peak his interest even more:

"I am surprised that you are even willing to share this information with me! Is there anything else?"

As their conversation continued, Pomni thought:

"Huh... maybe this guy really does have good intentions..."

And there! Cut! End part! I can't write anymore-

Stay tuned for the third and final part!

(It is 1 am for me rn and I started at like 10 or 11 oh my goodness)

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #tadc caine #caine #showtime #tadc pomni #tadc showtime #caine x pomni

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foggyforest4169 · 1 year

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'𝙳𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚜' 𝙹𝚘𝚑𝚗 '𝚂𝚘𝚊𝚙' 𝙼𝚌𝚃𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚡 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚎!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

So... im not dead, I've just been at school and have had writers block until 3am last night (haha please help me)

Summery: You are the new medic on the team, task force 141 go drinking to celebrate the completion of a mission and johnny boy got himself into a bit of trouble (I promise the song will make sense)

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Task force 141, what an... interesting team to say the least, I've only just joined this team but it has been the most amusing time of my life. I was recruited on the team as a medic and these guys were quite the men to work with, I mean we have one guy that refuses to take of his mask... I swear he even sleeps in the thing, then we have the dumb Scotsman who was accident prone, there was also this tall Austrian man who would just appear out of no where... I don't even know if he's part of our team hes very confusing. But yeah, Task Force 141 my new family.

We've just recently finished up a mission in Italy so its time to celebrate. Once we were back in England, we went to the local pub, the one used for all celebrations. "To Task force 141!" Price cheered as everyone raises there glasses.

Now these men are heavy drinkers, especially after a tough mission so within a couple hours everyone except me and Ghost were pissed out of there heads (Ghost had to drive back and I had to be there in case of emergencies). Everyone was laughing and having a great time until good old johnny boy decided to jump up on a table and start singing 'Toxic' by Britney Spears and doing the choreography because a drunk roach bet him 50 quid he wouldn't do it. It was all fun and I even have the video on my phone... where the fuck did he learn that dance? Well about half way through his show, soap slipped and falls of the table with a shatter and a large crack... for fuck sake.

"AH FUCK YA WEE BASTARD" He yells holding his leg, the most accident prone man I know. He was a good army man but fuck me did he manage to injure himself in every way possible. I rushed over to him and saw glass shards stuck in his leg while his knee is popped out of place, great.

"For fuck sake Johnny" Ghost sighed while the other boys were pissing themselves at what just happened.

"I'm gonna take him back, make sure no one else gets injured" I sighed as I helped the bundle of laughing Scotsman off the floor. "Come on dumbass, I'm taking you back" Despite his protests, I wrapped my arm around his shoulder for support while he was hopping out of the bar, with a lot of struggle we managed to get in a taxi and drive back to the base.

"Sit here and stay still" I said as I grabbed the supplies I needed, what a dumb way to get injured, singing and dancing to toxic while drunk. "Blow on this" I handed him the green whistle while he was giggling, dirty minded fuck. After He relaxed a bit I held his knee and snapped it back into place causing him to wince a bit, his hands gripping on my shoulders. "You alright Johnny?" I asked as I looked up at him

"Aye... fuck that felt good" he sighed loosening his grip on my shoulders. I stood up and laid him on the bed as I start to tend to the wounds. "Just carry on blowing" I said causing him to laugh again

"I'd like to blow on you..." He said out loud causing my eyes to widen, I think that was a thought that was meant to stay in his mind. I try to ignore his statement and carry on tending to his wounds. Once I bandaged everything up, my arm was wrapped around his shoulder again has I helped him to his room. I made sure he was all settled down and comfortable, before I started to speak again

"You're a dumbass Johnny" I chuckled as I propped up his leg

"And you're hot doctor" He slurred before yawning and chuckling as well... I guess alcohol makes you say your true thoughts

"Get some sleep, there's a bowl by your bed if you need to throw up and don't you dare try get up, I'll go find the crutches" I said a bit caught off guard as I left his room and prepared a hangover kit for him as well as the crutches, two weeks and he should be fine.

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Fuck... what happened last night... I tried to move my body to get up but I'm met with immense pain. I pull off the quilt and see my leg bandaged up from the just above my knee to my foot. My head was pounding as I turned to my bedside table and saw crutches, water, pain killers, £50 and two notes, one from ghost and one from the new medic... oh shit... I hope I didn't say anything dumb last night. I opened ghost's note which read:

'Here's 50 for your little show last night, its from Roach's wallet. Also You're buying drinks next time'

What the fuck did i do?! I check my phone and see a message from a random number. It was a video of me dancing and singing Toxic before falling of the table... oh my god.

Then I check the note from the new medic:

'Morning dumbass, thought you might wanted these to help with hangover and your leg. By the way, loved your dancing last night, it was better than Britney. You've got my number now, watch the video its fucking hilarious

-The 'Hot' doctor

P.S You're not bad yourself, come see me in my room handsome ;)'

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A/N: Thank you for reading this, let me know if you have any suggestions. I'll try upload more but no promises that it'll be fast.

Bye =)

#call of duty #john soap mactavish #x male reader #male reader #soap x reader #soap x male reader #soap mw2 #cod mwii #cod modern warfare #cod mw2 #soap cod #ghost mw2 #Spotify

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callsign-bunnie · 1 year

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*BANGING ON THE DAMN DOORS* PART FOURRR PLEASE IM DYING. IM DYING SQUIRTLE. I’m a little ckreauture stuttering around for SCP part four pls and thank you

Haha, of course!

[Transcript start]

Alex: So let me get this straight. You managed to find copies of yourself.

Soap: No, no, I found a copy of Ghost and a copy of Roach but they're from a different universe, I think. A different timeline. It was 2010 when they were sent here.

LT Ghost: What year was it when you were sent here?

Soap: 2023.

LT Ghost: Fucking hell. We've only been here three years it feels like. God, Captain is going to lose his fucking mind when he meets you all.

Soap: He means Captain Me by the way. I'm apparently a captain in this universe.

Alex: Well, don't get too prideful, Soap. *chuckles* Anyway, this is fucking crazy. So, you came to me?

Soap: Funnily enough, I thought you'd question it the least. You seem... fairly open minded about this place.

Alex: Yeah, I've had personal experience with these fuckers. Hey, what do we call this second Ghost?

LT Ghost: You guys can call me Riley if you want.

Alex: Hell, I'll take it.

Soap: Hey, Riley? I'm curious are you and your Soap... close?

LT Ghost: Closer than close. We're married.

Soap: What?!

Alex: *laughs*

LT Ghost: Are you and your Ghost not... together?

Soap: No- Alex stop laughing you asshole. No. Ghost... isn't interested in me like that.

LT Ghost: Yeah, Roach and Soap eloped shortly after we escaped Shepherd. They decided to be legally married and then we had a small ceremony with me as well.

Soap: WITH ROACH?!

Alex: *laughs louder*

Soap: You all three are together??

LT Ghost: *laughs* Yeah. I guess Polyamoury is a weird concept here?

Alex: Not at all. Soap just-

Soap: Alex, go back to Gaz.

Alex: I will gladly go to my boyfriend. I'll leave you with your pseudo-boyfriend- ow! Why did you throw that at me?

Soap: You fucking know why, Keller. Go. Shoo. Riley, where did you say you were?

LT Ghost: O5 I think if I read the sign right. Roach is telling me that's correct.

Soap: Is Roach mute in your universe as well?

LT Ghost: Selectively. But yes. What about yours?

Soap: Completely. An accident.

LT Ghost: You said you were also betrayed by Shepherd earlier... How?

Soap: It's a long story. Some missiles went missing and we were sent to Mexico to find them.

LT Ghost: Mexico?

Soap: Yeah. I met my best friend, Rodolfo, there.

LT Ghost: I look forward to meeting him. I got to say, you sound a lot different from my Soap. His accent is a lot thicker.

Soap: I keep it more neutral so everyone understands me. I get sick of constantly getting told to speak English.

LT Ghost: Makes sense. And you also are still a Sergeant?

Soap: Yep. Your Soap is a captain, though?

LT Ghost: Captain John Soap Mactavish, yes.

Soap: Fun.

LT Ghost: You two are fairly different, even in the way you act, though. I mean, I haven't seen you move but you speak in different manners. You're a lot more carefree.

Soap: I'm not more carefree, I don't like being miserable.

LT Ghost: I guess that's a good outlook on life to have.

Soap: Check back in in 2 hours, Riley.

LT Ghost: Yes, sir.

[Transcript end]

[Transcript start]

Rodolfo: There's a second Ghost?

Soap: Yes, and a second Roach. And a second me. Apparently a second Gaz and Price, too, though I think Gaz is dead.

Rodolfo: But no second me, right?

Soap: No. You don't exist in that universe. I mean, I'm sure you do but they never go to Mexico to meet you.

Rodolfo: Fascinating. And this second Ghost is coming here to meet us?

Soap: As far as I know, yes. And the second Roach.

Rodolfo: Does Price know about this?

Price: He does now.

Soap: Price! I didn't know you were on the radio.

Price: I'm always on the radio. Especially since Ghost disappeared. What's this about a second us?

Soap: Someone got on the radio calling themselves Lieutenant Ghost Riley. They called me Captain John Mactavish.

Price: And you invited them to our camp?

Soap: I thought we were here to gain information, sir.

Price: You're right. We are. Safely. How do you know they're not a threat?

Soap: I mean, I guess I don't but... how do they know we aren't?

Rodolfo: I think it will be interesting to meet them.

Price: I suppose. I'm sure Roach is excited to meet his counterpart.

Soap: Practically bursting with it.

Price: Let me know when they are set to arrive.

Soap: Yes, sir.

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LT Ghost: Sergeant Mactavish, this is Riley, how copy?

Soap: Riley! I copy.

LT Ghost: John and Price managed to find me.

CPT Soap: Sergeant Mactavish, this is Captain Mactavish. Am I hearing my lieutenant correctly? Is your name John Mactavish?

Soap: Johnny Mactavish, actually. Do I actually sound like that?

Rodolfo: No, hermano. Your voice is softer.

CPT Soap: Who the fuck are you?

Rodolfo: Sergeant Major Rodolfo Parra, second in command to Los Vaqueros, a Mexican Special Forces unit.

Soap: It's okay, Rudy, stand down. Riley, where are you, actively?

LT Ghost: The sign says G4.

Soap: You're very close. I'll inform our Price that you're coming.

CPT Price: Will he come on the radio?

Price: Already am.

CPT Price: It's nice to meet you, I'm Captain John Price-

Price: I've been informed, Captain. We await your arrival.

Soap: You two sound exactly the fucking same!

Rodolfo: It is uncanny.

Soap: That's wild. I suppose Price is universal

Rodolfo: *laughs* I will tell Alejandro what is going on.

CPT Soap: Why do you have Mexican Special Forces with you?

Soap: It's a long story but he's practically my best friend. Technically his best friend is Alejandro but... well, it's a long story. Riley said you, Roach, and him were married?

CPT Soap: Are you and your Ghost not married?

Soap: No. I'm not that lucky, I suppose.

CPT Soap: Hmm.

LT Ghost: John.

Soap: It's alright. I'm a suspicious man, I get it. Anyway, we await your arrival. You should arrive before the lights go out.

LT Ghost: It looks that way. We will see you then, Soap.

Soap: Affirmative.

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everchanging-cryptid · 6 months

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live reacting to The Amazing Digital Circus Pilot because I just realized it came out

it’s all pixelly and then not, neat Ooh, ringmaster’s a fun character, love him

oh, Cain, like the Bible brother maybe?

Time loop?

Lol the flowerpot glitching through the floor

Hostile VR, nice

Haha, no swearing

I would very much like to live in this building

Can relate to Kinger, I too would love to chat with people about an insect collection

The ribbon guy reminds me of Will from the webcomic Nevermore

Blue screening when you need to come up with a list, same

I can’t tell if he’s gonna be a scary character or a funny character, that’s really cool

Why does the moon want to fuck him

Why are you like this

Ooh he’s hiding something yeah

Ok, he does not have control over minds, good to know, and he said “one of the few” so maybe he can’t control other things

Never tell a fae-like entity “I don’t care, just pick anything”

“Whaddya think of: *mouth keysmash*” lol

Pomni, that’s a fun name

“YOU PARASITE!!!” Had me laughing for like 2 minutes straight

Just pop the interrupting people

r u b b e r h o s e a n i m a t i o n b u n n y yeah favorite character material right there

I love how they all just talk over each other but you can still hear what they’re each saying

Assigned “Most Mentally Stable” at mental breakdown

Ooh, I see a bunch of X-ed out faces on the doors, did they get permakilled or something?

The framed artworks make me incredibly happy

Uhoh, Pomni went to the petrified place /reference

Where did you get a centipede???

Ooh that’s not good

he reminds me of a corrupted gem from Steven universe

Ooh that looks painful ouch

Love those broken object physics, beautiful

I love the sense of perspective, when the camera is further back and Pomni looks so isolated

I think Kinger might be the most relatable character tbh

Kaufmo just is not funny is he

God the comedic timing for Jax is PERFECT

RADICAL

Love a good bowling pin joke

Ok I take it back the comedic timing on Kinger is the best I was crying at the perfectly cut scream

Hmm I think poor kiddo Pomni here needs a break to cry

Ooh water cube room I like that

oh that’s terrifying they can just shoot faces at you

Well that’s certainly not Cain

Pfft they rock paper scissors and he won but did the thing anyway

“Oh.” *watches his hands float away*

HIS EYES DID THE CLOCK THING

Can the next person teleported in be a therapist because hot damn have we got some trauma up in here

:o barrel of monkeys! :D

NOOOO THE MONKEYS

Oh door?

Nope nope nope nope nope nope

Oh that’s some backrooms shit right there

Hot damn take a chill pill bro you already got him he’s dead

“This is dumb and weird.” Yeah im gonna quote that forever now thanks

“Ah thank GOD you’re okay, you didn’t experience a game show in there did you?” “Uhhhh… I— What are you talking about?”

Abstracted, like becoming abstract? Becoming just a vague feeling, a mere idea? Ooh that’s some good stuff right there

I too love the sound of a silent moving staircase

Oh this is gonna be fuckin terrifying I see how it is

Musty old computer causes mental breakdown? Interesting

C&A CAIN AND ABEL I FREAKIN CALLED IT YES oh that has some interesting implications now doesn’t it hmm souls trapped in a computer perhaps?

Oh shit it’s the void

I’ll take 5 wacky watches please

ha fourth wall break

oh Pomni is actually broken aren’t they

oh are those all the others who were crossed out

ooh healing spell

Pomni is not okay

analysis on digital eating okay sure

oh that’s an earth shattering ending oh my gosh I feel like I just experienced eldritch enlightenment

Can not wait for more possible episodes! It’s incredible, I highly recommend checking it out! ^^

#the amazing digital circus #digital circus #tadc

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mostlymaudlin · 6 months

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Twenty Questions for Fic Writers 💫

thank you @decaflondonfog for the tag !! ill tag @sillyunicorn @starwarned @urban-sith @tea-brigade

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

98!! (woah) plus an unrevealed t&n fest fic, so 99. wow i need to do something rly crazy for 100 lol. what if i do a ridiculous crossover of all my fandoms and everyone in the fandom tags will hate me.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

544,914. (again. woagh)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

mostly all for the game and simon snow series, have dabbled in & posted even less for check please, captain america, and one direction! i feel like i’m missing something but regardless my fixations are hardcore, so all except like 4k of that posted wc is for either aftg or ss hahahha

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

all are andreil! boyfriend privileges (4k, T) / Trigger (62k, E) / flashes of intimacy (10k, t) / Would you still love me if I was a worm? (6k, T) / Inside Thoughts (1k,T)

man this is long, rest is going under the cut lol

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

not very often, but i wish i did. i am stricken with a combination of being really awkward when people are nice to me & being bad at interacting with anyone in ways i fear could be perceived as ingenuine. im not sure if that makes sense LMAO. and sometimes when i put a story out, i kind of feel like i’ve said my piece — i’ve put so much into it that i don’t really know what else to say!

anyway, i always reply to questions, because that’s got clear social boundaries hahaha, and i DO love talking abt my stories!! and sometimes i’ll reply to comments that really get me thinking. but yeah, i know i reply less than i could, and i want to like double down on the fact that i am endlessly grateful for everyone who has ever left a comment on my work <3

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

i have killed simon snow twice lmfao. i’d actually classify icarus as rather hopeful — it’s about grief & healing. but legacies is just fucked up lmfao

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

oh man, i write a lot of happy endings haha. i feel like even when my story is tonally darker (rare), it still has a happy or at least hopeful ending. this is probably not the correct answer, but i think sing of the moon has a really vividly happy ending. like — the sun rises for the first time in the whole fic! amazing. or maybe my high school au, We Can Live Forever, which is just the happiest thing i’ve ever written.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

not really, thankfully! people are smartasses sometimes but overall ive been lucky. there have been a couple of fics where ive winced before hitting post, but it usually ends up fine

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

yessss. i guess i mostly write tender smut, bc i write tender things in general. i think my smut tends to be rather exploratory/playful as well? intentionally sloppy and awkward choreography hahaha

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

sort of LOL. once upon a time i was betaing @tea-brigade's medieval snowbaz au, Reliquary of an Arsonist, and there’s this part where three highway bandits mug simon and baz and then get blasted by simon’s chosen one magic. i am sick in the head so im in the google doc like “lol what if its kandreil.” and then i was like… what if it was kandreil….. and so i wrote Reliquary of a Bandit

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

i don’t think so

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

yes!!! and i’m really thankful for everyone who has done so <3333 shoutout to russian aftg translators, yall go HARD

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

i recently collaborated with @thewholelemon on our episode of Star Trek: Redemption, Heart-Shaped Box. by which i mean: i wrote the outline & a few scenes, got really overwhelmed, and jenny turned it into something worth reading!

i also wrote Good Boy in the snowbaz stoner verse with @starwarned, which was rly fun — we sat in the google doc for like, 5 hours trading back and forth on POVs as we wrote pure porn together LOL. it’s funny to think about this, because lauren knows like everything abt me now but we did not know each other as well back then!!! and we were just like “yeah lets write porn together” hahahahha

14. What’s your all-time favourite ship?

right now it is deeefinitely andreil… they are everything to me for reasons i just cannot possibly be brief about LOL so ill just leave it at that

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

i have a postcanon snowbaz time travel/time loop wip that i was going to try to write for COBB this year but i fucked up the deadlines then the brainrot was like “guess that means more andreil !”. i did SO MUCH research for it and i think it’s rather clever and smutty and fun bc they are yeeted back to watford era! but it’s also dealing with snowbaz, who are in their late 20s and are like in a relationship low point/actively fighting when they end up in the loop… so they are dealing with that tension at the same time as they are trying to get out of the loop. and also fucking around watford to fulfill fantasies HAHAHA

16. What are your writing strengths?

characterization is the thing i care most about! and i think that’s the draw of fanfic in particular to me — i love getting such a grasp on a character that i can translate them into endless situations while still making them feel true to self. i rarely let myself publish anything until i can read through the whole thing without any he would not fucking say that moments hahahha. this is of course pertaining to my own interpretations of the characters, which is the only thing i care abt lmfao

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

i rely a lot on body language because im always writing abt reticent fuckers who cant use their words. but i think i sometimes overcompensate, or describe actions that don't actually fit the scene. i've seen this described as "cheek-biting" -- like, throwing in action during a conversation just to delay the pacing/further the tone, but when you really look at it, it's not necessary. (cheek-biting being like, "character bites at their cheek" in the middle of a tense conversation)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

i don’t really know any other languages! i think i’ve put a little bit of french in neil/kevin/baz POVs before, but my french knowledge is elementary at best. love the idea of it though.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

one direction babyyyyyyyy !! i wrote quite a bit of it in like 2012-2015 but published very little. there’s 1 on my ao3, some lost somewhere on fanfiction.net (i dont rmr my username lol), and tons in my folders from my old laptop lol.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

hmmmmm. im gonna cheat bc i cant pick a single favorite. i always say i think No Turning Back is some of my best writing from a craft standpoint, and it also includes my favorite type of conflict (andrew self-destructing lol). however, i reread both that fic & We Can Live Forever on a plane trip recently after not having touched either for 6+ months — and the solidness of We Can Live Forever actually surprised me, especially because i wrote the majority of that fic while i was stoned and also view it as just exceedingly silly. the world of it is just very rich, and also very very different from the typical character backstories, and i’m very proud of how much that reread played with my heartstrings.

ok last one — there are several installments of my flashes of intimacy series that i come back to a lot, because i’m proud of what they each accomplish in 500 words. especially because i often turn to those when im trying to express my own emotions lol. specifically, my favorites are picking fights, i don’t mind, swimming lessons, and practicing gratitude.

that was such a bullshit and cocky way to answer this lmfaooooo. but tbh i am my own biggest fan and that is by design — i write stuff so that i can reread it months later and have it be perfectly catered to my tastes. i love all my fics <3

#my writing

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Another thing about antagonists in general is that they aren't always inherently bad! They're just in opposition of the protagonist! (Who isn't always good either!!) Enstars is rlly fun bcs it switches those roles around between characters and reducing a character to Just that story role is a rlly reductive way to look at the material

anon can i have your hand in marriage /j

this gets a little long... read more

YEAH! its all a matter of perspective; people tend to focus on only one perspective and forget that things aren't just as simple as this person evil this person good (in the case of enstars)

sorry everything is abt crazyb i only know bee stuff by heart 🥹butttt

honestly any story with crazy:B involved with other units (main story, night club, SS Sudden death) shows this. theyre the unit that goes against the system, that breaks the seemingly perfect but actually fucked up system. they do things wild and their own way, and are portrayed initially negatively (we are given other persoectives to see this through! like every other unit, 2wink, knights etc. so it makes sense that people initially go. yeah. these people are bad. )

but then we get it from their perspective. we learn that theres reason behind this madness, behind all the wild and antagonistic acts that they do. we learn that they're so, so human. they have their own problems, have ideals that they're getting realized in their way, not going with the flow. nothing is black and white, sure, sometimes they may do some things that people don't agree with, but ultimately there's always reason behind that;

sorry to make this about him but i've gotta. all the posts that limit rinne to just a gambling addict alcoholic with no respect for anything that would be awful just to be awful make me want to hit stuff with a rock. i think theres this one convo in main story that basically explains it so well, that one where niki and mayoi are talking. the one where niki says yeah? rinne-kun is awful and stuff at times but he's human, just like me and you. that line hit me so hard you dont understand

im like. convinced people that label rinne as only evil and scum like. difnt read mainstory 5 at all. a huge part of that mainstory was showing things from crazy:b's perspective, showing that rinne was a planner, that he planned for everything and now was shouldering all of it, ALL OF THE BLAME, saying that his unitmates had no part of it and was literally willing to LEAVE, leave behind his dream, leave behind everything so that his unitmates and hiiro and everyone else could live happily. IF YOU CAN READ THROUGH ALL OF THAT, READ THROUGH WINNER AND HAPPY END AND SEE LITERALLY HOW BROKEN RINNE IS ABOUT LEAVING BUT HES STILL DOING IT ANYWAYS BECAUSE HE LOVES EVERYONE!! BUT YOU STILL HAVE THE GALL TO SIMPLIFY HIM TO HAHA GAMBLER ALCOHOLIC MAN WHO WOULD STEAL MY WALLET AND BURN MY HOUSE DOWN i will hit you with a rock 💥🥰

it is okay to not like a character!!! it is not okay to limit them simply to aspects you find on a shallow level. better to not think about that character than at all. i am taking rinne amagi swaddling him in warm blankets and giving him hot cocoa i will defend his characterization with my god damn LIFE

sorry anon u didnt ask for this but yeah basically its all a matter of perspective and prople need to learn to respect that all of the characters at the end of the day are human and have their own nuances. be like me. dont have strong negative feelings except sopping wet /pos

#anon #enstars #bean talk

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sometimes i get like a reality check and feel a little bit weird reading “fanfiction” (I still do it though😭) but, and I mean this in the best way possible, I think I enjoy your stories so much because I don’t think of them as the boys? like I know they have the same name and some character traits are based off of what we see from them but you build and develop your characters and worlds so well that they don’t feel like fan fiction. I’m not sure if that makes sense. But you could change their names and I would still read them over and over again.

(Currently reading acotar and i consider lowlander to be on the same level as acotar. like i wish i had a physical copy to put them side by side on my shelf because im so obsessed with them)

Shakespeare and Homer wrote fanfiction, so I think we're doing all right 😉 Don't ever let anyone/anything make you feel guilty for enjoying the stories you enjoy, just like people have done all throughout time! I would say we're probably more hung up on "new and original" stories now than we ever have been in history. Storytelling is such a beautiful part of the human experience, I hate when any guilt or shame creeps in

But about the other things you said, I do understand what you mean! Other than my idol story, a lot of my fanfiction is really like... a story that the guys are cast as actors in haha. Some of them secretly didn't even start as BTS fanfics anyway and actually were original ideas but twisting them into this fandom was a fun way to motivate me to finish AND get to have people read my stuff!

So I'm really really honored that you feel like my stories resonate for you. I do hope to get to publish or print someday, still evaluating options and trying to find time.... there's never enough time for anything!

#asks #anonymous #personal

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Arquiusprite, Jane Crocker, Roxy Lalonde, John Egbert, Rose Lalonde, Rosesprite, Jaspersprite

Act 6, page 7583-7588

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Abra cafiddling dabra you silly shootnerds

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> My e%ceedingly STRONG work as the party's premier bodybuilding hacker is done

ARQUIUSPRITE: 🕶️--> Off I go

JANE: ...

ROXY: JANE!!!!!

ROXY: ur wake!

JANE: Roxy?????

JANE: U'r alive!

JANE: Er, you're!

ROXY: so are you!

ROXY: you were dead last time i saw you and also before i found u sleepin here but now ur awake and also alive!

JANE: Yeah!

JANE: You were dead too, because I...

JANE: But now you're??

JANE: Oh god, Roxy, I'm so sorry I,

JANE: I wasn't thinking straight when...

JANE: Please forgive me. :(

ROXY: aw janey you dont gotta worry about whatever sad incident that frowns about

ROXY: thats all water under a bridge from a reality i got no recollection of and therefore dont matter at all

ROXY: by which i mean......

ROXY: this reality here, so ok the reality is still KIND of relevant because we are literally inside of it atm

ROXY: but im new here!

ROXY: i came over to keep being roxy since the old one died or whatever thru hecka debacles

JANE: That... is quite an explanation!

JANE: Jeez, I missed you.

ROXY: cmere u extravagant bitch!!!

JANE: Hahah!

JANE: (Wait... what?)

JOHN: the hug pile doesn't stop from getting taller.

ROSE: ?

JOHN: the hug pile! there are more hugs, rose.

ROSE: I can see the hugs. I don't understand the pile thing.

JOHN: oh. don't you remember?

JOHN: a funny quote from one of dave's old comics!

ROSE: Ah. Yes, vaguely.

ROSE: It's been a long journey, John.

ROSE: I believe one of the most valuable lessons that comes with growing up is gaining the wisdom that gently informs you when it's time to retire a meme.

JOHN: heh...

JOHN: i guess i never earned that handy badge, or whatever.

JOHN: i like this, though. every time someone wakes up, or pops out of nowhere, it's fun times all over again.

JOHN: i feel like i should be playing reunion bingo.

JOHN: who will be next??

JOHN: my money is on the long awaited and insanely poignant reunion between me and casey the salamander.

ROSE: Surely you mean the dear Viceroy Bubbles Von Salamancer, right?

ROSE: And instead of you, you mean me.

ROSE: That's when the real tears will flow.

JOHN: what do you think she's up to?

ROSE: He.

JOHN: no, she is my beautiful daughter. :p

ROSESPRITE: Something tells me the good Viceroy has been busy.

ROSE: Oh?

ROSESPRITE: I sense he's been... scheming.

ROSESPRITE: Plotting.

ROSESPRITE: Biding his time.

ROSESPRITE: Accruing dark legions.

ROSE: That sure is a thing that would be dumb, if true.

ROSESPRITE: Yeah.

JOHN: hi nanna!

JOHN: jane, i mean.

JOHN: sorry, it's an easy mistake to make, because you're my nanna!

ROXY: lol

ROXY: real smooth shit john

JANE: Hello!

JANE: A pleasure to meet you, John. Or, poppop, as I used to know you.

JOHN: hehe, yeah so i heard!

JANE: You look so...

JANE: Young.

JOHN: thanks!

JOHN: so do you.

JOHN: my nanna, who used to be ashes on my fireplace, regained her old womanly visage when i turned her into a sprite, and she helped me along the way.

JOHN: so nanna is a sprite! did you know that?

JANE: Um... no?

JOHN: i thought you should know that. she's probably around somewhere. i hope you can meet her.

JOHN: oh, also, i'm your son technically. did you know that??

JANE: Yes.

JANE: It is... a pretty strange fact!

JANE: But also pretty cool.

JOHN: yup!

ROXY: ooh jane thats my daughter there say hi to her!!!

JANE: Hi!

ROSE: Hi, John's hot mom.

ROSE: (Aw shit.)

JANE: Haha...?

ROXY: also thats umm ANOTHER version of rose who died and then i buried and a stupid cat unburied her for some reason and prototyped her

ROXY: so say hello to my cool floaty double daughter!

JANE: Hi, Roxy's hot double daughter.

ROSESPRITE: :D

ROSESPRITE: (Rose Prime, I believe you may have just been owned.)

ROSE: (God damn Dave's contagious-ass Freudian boners.)

JANE: Wow, I feel so out of the loop! Sorry if I still seem disoriented from my... nap, I suppose it was?

JANE: Or impromptu troll-coma.

JANE: Roxy, you have to clue me in on what happened here! Where are Dirk and Jake?

JANE: And for that matter, John, where are your other friends? Oh, Jade! Where is she? Is she still asleep?

ROXY: hey janey that is all like a lot of stuff to say and everything goin on here is faaairly complicated and heavily peopled

ROXY: dont worry ill ease you into comprehending shit again ;)

ROXY: well ok cliff notes are: jake fucked off somewhere and dirk recently fucked off BACK here through a window but he left again pretty quick...

ROXY: dave went with dirk at wherever their fucking off too now, i think to get ready for some swords fightin, and yeah jade is still asleep but a coupla trolls lugged her off somewhere safe for now

ROXY: the REST of the junk im still sorting out myself bcs like i said im new to this exact plane of shenanigans

JANE: Yes, you mentioned that.

JANE: I still don't know what you meant by...

JANE: Wait!

JANE: You and John came from another reality, where everything went horribly, right?

ROXY: m-hmmm!

JANE: I just remembered. Really, it's been such a rollercoaster ride for my memory, since I fell asleep.

JANE: Your and John's travels were a critical part of the illustrated story we reconstructed through our memories with Callie.

ROXY: wat!

ROXY: you saw callie in your dreams????

JANE: I did!

ROXY: hoh man

ROXY: how is she!

ROXY: i saw her in a dream a little while ago and we talked about lots of stuff

ROXY: she looked like a troll then

JANE: Yes, her trollsona! She had hers on when I saw her.

JANE: And we had ours on too!

ROXY: :O FUCK

JANE: She seemed to be doing well.

JANE: Nervous, of course, since she was hiding. But we passed the time with our stories.

JANE: It was a lot of fun! I'm so happy I got to meet her.

JANE: I wonder if I'll ever get the chance again?

ROXY: wellll...

ROXY: now that u mention it

ROXY: it IS one of my chief objectives to go lookin for her asap

ROXY: aaand not to be THAT ROGUE n brag all heavy but i MAY be in better touch with my void powers now

ROXY: soo maybe i stand a p good chance of trackin her down?

ROXY: cus i GOT somethin for her

JANE: You do?? What? :B

ROXY: just a lil presie, nbd

JANE: ...

JANE: I see.

ROXY: JK IT IS CRUCIAL FUKKIN BLING JANEY

ROXY: ONE (1) PRICELESS DIGIT DONUT!!!

ROXY: W/ MORE KARATS THAN A RABBIT TOO FAT FOR A HOLE

ROXY: (s'magic to)

JANE: WOW!!!!!!!!!!

JANE: Ahem, so,

JANE: You mean a ring, then.

JOHN: yeah!

JOHN: oh man, that's a great idea roxy.

JOHN: you should try and give it to her as soon as you can!

JOHN: then maybe we can all meet her before we ramp up for this battle?

ROXY: hmm yeh!

ROXY: u think i can do it?

JOHN: sure!

ROSE: I like your chances too.

ROSESPRITE: Same!

JASPERSPRITE: Me too roxy! :3

ROSE: I also have some experience helping people along in the right direction, when it comes to navigating the abyss.

ROSE: Maybe I could assist?

ROXY: yeah maybe!

ROSESPRITE: I'm pretty sure I have experience performing literally the exact same task, in a slightly different context.

ROSESPRITE: So maybe I can double assist?

JOHN: see roxy? everyone thinks you should do it, because they all believe in you.

JANE: That's right!

ROXY: shucks fuckers ._.

ROXY: yall killin me here <3

JASPERSPRITE: Meow im so happy!

ROXY: frigglish u silly bastard whats up?

JASPERSPRITE: Purr purr purr...

JASPERSPRITE: All the humans being so close together and happy and friendly purr purr.

JASPERSPRITE: Its making me really excited and happy too and making me feel like i want to be a part of everything!

JASPERSPRITE: Purr purr and get close to a nearby person and be happy at them with my body purrrr...

ROSESPRITE: Jaspers, what are you...

JASPERSPRITE: I cant help it rose i want to cuddle im feeling so pleased and friendly! :3 :3 :3

ROSESPRITE: Jaspers, no,

ROSESPRITE: No, don't!

ROSESPRITE: JASPERS, NOOOOO!

JASPERSPRITE: :3 purrrrrrr

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