#I have so many words for all of the admins but this might be the most important for me rn

[the-s1lly-corner]

CRP characters crushing on the reader 2/2

Placeholder opening here, check part 1 for the other characters! i dont usually write for zalgo because my take on him is... so... yeah... and hard to write for him, but the idea of this intangible godlike entity that can warp realities falling for someone is horrifying

Characters: Jane, Jeff, Ticci Toby, Nina, Bloody Painter, Zalgo

Notes: reader is GN but post mainly focuses on the canon characters, admin uses any pronouns for nina so if you see the pronouns swapping that's why!, heavy hcs for Zalgo and his part isnt really open for "it gets better and you guys get together" no his part is just... horrifying

CWs: zalgo is zalgo; ie non human entity does not follow human morals and is kind of... toxic and horrifying

JANE

I need you guys to bare with me because this blog has always been hc/au heavy with how I write characters but between all the main crps, Jane is probably the most likely to just.. be a normal person 90% of the time, so the chances of you and her meeting during a normal day is pretty high. She's closed off so you don't even notice that there's feelings developing on her end. If there is a difference it's just her being slightly more affectionate and open to you. She becomes even more protective of you, can you blame her? You've heard of the rumors about her family... She doesn't deny her feelings if you ask her, though, so it's a clean confession when the time comes instead of it just being spilled or forced out.

JEFF

He's so full of himself that he approaches you without thinking anything through because he's so confident that you're going to just fall for him. Makes a lot of jokes with you, some darker than others. Flirts with you up front because once more, he's so confident that you're into him that he doesn't take a moment to consider that you would reject him. Probably takes rejection the worst, at least out of the characters on this list. And that's on being on the run since your mid teen years, he didn't interact with many people because of that. "Oh you dig me" as you slap his arm because he said something dumb.

TICCI TOBY

Very similar to the other proxies, watches you from afar but he decides to interact with you sooner than the other two. He's wary, because he doesn't want to humiliate himself or screw anything up but he's so so so desperate to meet someone new who's in his age range so he's doing his best to appeal to you. Sometimes slips up because he's trying too hard. He can pester you and get on your nerves, but he doesn't mean anything wrong by it... usually.. You outright ask him if he has a crush on you and you can see him internally scrambling for something to say. It's actually a little sweet. Probably the most normal out of them all asides Jane, at least by Creepypasta standards.

NINA

Oh she is so upfront about her feelings for you! Makes you small trinkets and keepsakes with random stuff she finds. Very quick to approach you as well and make a friendship. Very chill if you don't end up returning their feelings, and more than happy to keep up a friendship with you if you want that. A yapper, too, so they have a habit of keeping you by keeping a conversation up and alive longer than others would. Custom kandi for you as well, with your favorite colors and some stuff they know you like! As an aside, Nina is a "cringe fandom enjoyer", so you guys can get into the same things and be cringe and free together! Not related to this post but have it as a bonus!

BLOODY PAINTER

He finds himself drawing you more than he draws his other subjects, and honestly its a little frustrating. You start finding some of his papers laying around. He approaches you so he can try to get even more accurate with his art, having the real thing as a reference is much better than relying off of memories of you wandering around town. Once the initial tenseness dies down, you might be able to get a few words out of him while he's drawing. "Muse of an artist" trope, a lot of the things he makes are dedicated to you in one way or another. His art is the only real tip that there's something going on, because otherwise he's good about swallowing and hiding his emotions.

ZALGO

Bonus character, Zalgo would literally alter the universe if he could to ensure that you're there and his. He can manipulate media, and create creatures.. I mean in my au he's literally the reason half the creepypastas exist... I WAS going to make a joke that he makes a stand in to act for him, but he's so into you that he can't stand the idea of someone else being with you... doesnt matter if he was living vicariously through it. Genuine psychological horror elements here with him warping the world around you in an attempt to get your attention and to get you to come to him. Technical cosmic / otherworldly horror (?) because he's something that transcends just about everything in universe. Simultaneously everywhere at anytime all the time, there is no real way to get away from him. Horrifying stuff.

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagine #jane the killer x reader #jane the killer x you #jeff the killer x reader #jeff the killer x you #ticci toby x reader #ticci toby x you #bloody painter x reader #bloody painter x you #zalgo x reader #zalgo x you

[sharptoothed-gaze]

After a whole night thinking about the end of Chayanne and Lullah’s canon stories, and also watching a ton of animatics for Philza’s s4 hardcore world, I’ve come to a conclusion.

If hardcore has taught me anything, it’s that all stories must come to an end eventually.

However, it will always be more worth it to engage with these grand stories than to never at all. They can’t last forever, but the memories and joy earned along the way are entirely worth it. They create something unforgettable to smile back on.

It’s something I’ve learned from watching Philza’s hc adventure and continuing to love Technoblade’s videos and character. I can’t help but smile and be filled with wonder every time I see a drawing or animation that ties all the small moments of past narratives together.

Especially with Philza’s journey through hardcore. Losing a world is fucking devastating, but it makes so many opportunities. Even though there is a genuine risk of losing his world every time he logs in, the cc still continues to create incredible structures and his character continues to explore.

Honestly, Lullah and Chay’s admins must understand this so much more than me for being able to let an adventure rest. The circumstances might not be the best, but I’m glad they were able to say goodbye. I’m so fucking glad that there were laughs and smiles and tears. The future is bright and there is so much room to build up from here because of the work they’ve done.

Yes, I might be a bit sad, but now I’m also filled with wonder about the future to come. The Death Family will always have a place in my heart, and I know that the fan content is only gonna pop off from here! A chapter closed but another opened.

So yeah, a thank you to two of the ultimate crows! Thanks for allowing the rest of us to tag along and enjoy something so wonderful <3

#gosh… this will have to do for now #I have so many words for all of the admins but this might be the most important for me rn #I was literally watching hardcore world animatics and I realized I had to make a post #I was just feeling a lot of feelings #many positive ones that I wanted to share #I suppose a more direct thank you to the characters Ama and Sun created will have to come later lol #qsmp #qsmp admins #qsmp chayanne #qsmp tallulah #qsmp philza #philza hardcore #philza #qsmp text post

[rubberbandballqueen]

the best part abt being enrolled in a calculus iii course is that it means i finally passed calculus ii. i have been enrolled in no less than FOUR different calculus ii courses, three of which failed to work out for various reasons, and literally NONE of this (calculus ii being a necessary course for me to take in college) would have happened had it not been for NUMEROUS FACTORS beyond my control but it's fine it's cool i'm learning NEW MATH for the FIRST TIME in FOUR YEARS and i am LIVING

#(i'd have taken calculus bc in high school thereby allowing me to take calc iii right off the bat in college had it not been for y'know.) #(The Numerous Factors Beyond My Control Which I Am Still Extensively Salty About To This Day) #like i don't even use the word salty like that very often anymore n i guess it's bc the slang fell out of use + i'm not as salty a person #as i used to be? idk BUT I AM STILL VERY SALTY ABT MANY FACETS OF MY MANDATORY EDUCATION AND THE DECISIONS OF SCHOOL ADMINISTRATION #i hate school admin sooooo much but Anyway #the first calc ii course i failed bc the prof sucked ass #the second calc ii course i failed bc of quarantine hitting. i'd have totally passed otherwise i'm pretty sure #the third calc ii course i withdrew from bc i didn't vibe w the prof n also it was in the evening #then the fourth one was last winter n i was convinced i got a D or smth but i guess the prof had mercy n gave me a C or smth #WHAT MATTERS IS THAT MY SISYPHEAN HELL OF NEVER KNOWING IF I WILL PROGRESS IN THE ACADEMIC BRANCHES I WANT #IS NOW OFFICIALLY OVER AND I AM FINALLY TAKING CLASSES I'D HAVE OTHERWISE TAKEN THREE YEARS AGO but it is okay #bc life keeps moving forward n i will keep moving with it #in other news my boss asked me if i'd like to basically take the lead on our afterschool programs n like. #if it keeps me from having to train for sports good lord i might as well even tho i can see like. #so much more work coming out of this bc if i'm gonna run smth or make anything out of anything i Need it to be Excellent #but what do you DO with a bunch of kids in an afterschool program???? my coworkers are like 'play sports outside' #and also i have many questions and requests to make to my boss when i see her next but it's cool i'm writing them all down #the worm speaks

[toastsnaffler]

so sweaty at work its actually revolting

#ambient in my lab is 30c at the mo..its abt 26 in the main lab but i have a smaller/less ventilated space #and i had a water bath on at 90c + incubator 55c. cant use a fan bc im working with respiratory sensitisers so dust inhalation risk #AND full ppe (long sleeve trousers closed toe shoes thick full length long sleeve labcoat p6 mask goggles hairnet nitrile gloves) #fortunately im done with the hands on stuff for the next 2 hours so i can prop the door open and put the fan on now #but when i took my ppe off my shirt was straight up fucking wet. not even just underarm sweat patches but the front + back too. YUCK! #good thing i anticipated this + picked out a v light/breathable outfit today but really i shouldve brought a whole change of clothes #and still no word abt when theyre putting the fucking aircon on. they said it MIGHT be later this week but no promises #not that itd help in my lab bc they didnt install a unit in there anyway..... we dont have the spaaaace #ik the reason theyve been so reluctant to install aircon is bc they have a new plot where theyre gonna remodel + build a new lab #so like in idk 2 yrs time this lab will be shut down and if im still working w them ill get a big shiny new application lab. WITH air con #separate from the main lab + installed w all the equipment we actually need so i dont have to run between both labs and canteen constantly #but whether ill still be here in 2 years... well its a big if. pay + benefits r good + i like the work + generally good environment #but there are many other labs in the world... some of which probably already have air con. and id like to work w plants again eventually #cuz my degree was in biology specialising in plant sci. not food/biochem (<- industry im in rn) #anyway. at least its taken my mind off how tired i am..... im gonna take a snack + water break and then i have some admin to do #happy wet beast wednesday everyone #.diaries

[ludaroace]

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#vent #discourse #ig #everything pomme said just confirmed a bunch of what i was worried about #idk i know this isn't the point but the fact that ramons og admin was also fired without warning shows that this has always been a problem #once (pomme) is a shit decision twice is a concerning pattern #not counting all the “smaller” employees who this might have also happened to #i dont have very many good words im just ugh #this might be it for me ngl . i'll give quackity a day or so to say something but idk what he could say to fix things

[pixiecaps]

recapping a bit of what haru said on stream

haru on her stream spoke about how shes had a really awful past five years and all her experiences just from this past year has been incredible. she gave a massive thank you to everyone and that she has no regrets.

“i never imagined i’d be where i am right now and i mean it with all my heart thank you so much. i had a very good time and i hope to have made you guys happy.”

she mentioned that since she was young shes always wanted to make content that makes people happy because she felt the world was missing a lot of love so shes happy to have given the world a piece of her heart. she mentioned how shes met so many incredible people who motivated her to see the good parts of life. to have found even this little bit of sunshine has left her so grateful. she says thank you for all the kindness, all the moments, all the memories, all the words, everything. shes very happy and mentioned this has been a very special experience for her. she reminded her chat that theres always another day and to enjoy life to the maximum, to live, to love, to talk, to hug each other, to be happy always, and that all the beautiful happiness we’ve given her will be returned back to us. she continues to express her gratitude. she mentioned this is one of the most beautiful communities shes ever had the pleasure of meeting in the entire world. she goes on to include the spanish, portuguese, french, english, german, and korean community in that statement.

“there is love in all types of languages and that love needs to be shared.“

she said her words will never be enough to express all her gratitude. she gave a reminder to always keep being kind. her voice falters a couple times from all the emotions. she mentioned shes cried enough and didn’t want to keep crying since she had something to do tomorrow and she didnt wanna have swollen eyes lmao.

she then shares a more personal moment. paraphrasing here.

“after i lost my dad i swear i felt like my life was falling apart. i never thought i’d be able to recover. after that many things happened and in those things, i wasnt destined to meet two people, this is a story i’ll always remember because i wasnt destined to meet these people. … they tell me hey the actor for this little thing didn’t show up and i say no way seriously? tell them to let me be it, tell them please because i want to be with you guys (harus two friends who were apart of the project). and i didnt think they’d agree… and they said yes. and i met two very important people and honestly (starts crying) thank you so much. thank you so much nussa. thanks to you i was able to meet them. i never imagined this would happen i promise you. thank you nussa. it means a lot to me that you decided to put me (into the leo spot). the only major thing in my life, i started being so happy, i started enjoying all the moments in my life as if it were the last, thanks to all this i’m here. and could meet you all. such a beautiful community.” she goes on to keep thanking nussa while crying and saying it was written in the stars. she goes on to say that shes gonna tell this as a story some day to her family, who doesnt know what she does or that she streams, and she’ll tell them about all of this with so much care and love. shes very thankful to have learned so much english and more about so many different cultures. she again reiterates shes very happy.

she also teases that she wants to go to brazil!!!! which… might be soon… and that theres little things being planned so hopefully if all goes well…👀 (an egg admin meetup would go so hard)

NOW GO SUPPORT HER ON TWITCH @ HarumiVT

#qsmp #harumivt

[pucksandpower]

Charles Leclerc x pop star!Reader - Social Media AU

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc pole ➡️ prize

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yourusername keep the momentum rolling 👏

charles_leclerc for you … always

f1wagupdates i can’t tell if they are flirting or if charles is just starstruck and awkward

feralferrari probably a mix of both

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc i am very calm about this

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yourusername sounds like something someone who is not very calm about this would say 🤨

charles_leclerc calm is actually my middle name

yourusername isn’t it marc hervé perceval?

charles_leclerc that is a common misconception

pierregasly there are many words i would use to describe you right now but calm is not one of them

carlossainz55 he screamed so loud i thought a crazy fan broke into his driver’s room

charles_leclerc stop lying to embarrass me, mates

scuderiaferrari but they’re not lying. admin heard you screaming from the other side of the motorhome too

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc beau. incroyable. fabuleux. magnifique. iconique. fantastique 💜

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yourusername hope it didn’t disappoint

arthur_leclerc are you kidding? we physically had to drag him backstage after the concert was over because he refused to accept it was finished

charles_leclerc i should have left you at home, arthur

charles_leclerc and a y/n y/l/n concert could never ever disappoint. you made me completely speechless

lorenzotl it’s true. he forgot how to speak french, italian, and english so we had to use charades to communicate

y/nnation she is so ethereal 😍

scuderiared y/n and charles in one place is dangerous levels of perfection

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc never thought anything could possibly be sweeter than winning in monaco until i got my reward for winning in monaco

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yourusername and with such a sweet audience too 😘

y/nnation how does it feel to live my dream?

stillbejeweled the things i would do for a private y/n y/l/n concert 😵‍💫

baddieblood the things i would do to go to a regular y/n y/l/n concert. all the tickets were sold out before i could buy any 🥲

yourusername

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yourusername i like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings

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charles_leclerc i’m so in love that i might stop breathing

yourusername you make me feel the same exact way

yourusername but please don’t stop breathing or else a hoard of very angry ferrari fans will be after me

y/nnation this just made me happier than i was at my own engagement 🫣

f1wagupdates i’ve been dreaming of this day since they first interacted online

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc it's a love story, baby, just say yes

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yourusername it's you and me, that's my whole world

charles_leclerc all's well that ends well to end up with you

scuderiaferrari we are so happy for you both and are definitely not fangirling (we are totally fangirling) ❤️

f1 from pop princess to grid princess 🙌

#f1 imagine #f1 #f1 fic #f1 fanfic #f1 fanfiction #f1 x reader #f1 x you #social media au #charles leclerc #instagram au #instagram imagine #cl16 #charles leclerc imagine #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc fic #charles leclerc fluff #charles leclerc fanfic #charles leclerc blurb #scuderia ferrari #f1 instagram au #instagram edit #f1 blurb #fake instagram #f1 fandom #f1 fluff #formula 1 #insta edit #f1blr

[boiohboii]

Noble prize winner wife (Toto Wolff x reader)

It's no secret that Toto Wolff is married, but no one ever saw his wife, for a while people doubted he actually had a wife as very few were invited to the wedding and she doesn't attend any races, but when they finally decide to go to an event together they break the Internet

or

in which they're the IT couple; with money, beauty and brains.

N.B: WARNING: not proof read, so there might be some spelling mistakes, like 2 or 4 swear words, f word. If I missed anything please let me know.

Face claim: Song Hye-kyo

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mercedesamgf1: Boss, you are too cruel for keeping your genius of a wife away from the paddock. Please welcome Dr. YN LN, 2 time Nobel Prize winner, to our page and hopefully the paddock soon (boss please let us invite her).

username: Holy fuck, she's serving 2 different looks

username: Mrs. LN , I am nothing but a speck of dust on your heels

username: SHE IS SO UUGGGHHH

username: she looks so dreamy

username: CAN TOTO WOLFF FIGHT

username: oh girlie, you gonna have your ass handed to you

username: you better hide

username: oh man, you prepared for a KO? cause Toto ain't letting no body touch her

username: at first I was all like, why won't he show his wife, but after seeing her and reading about her in the Nobel Prize Winners book, it's understandable

username: not me calculating my chances of winning against Toto Wolff

username: you know damn well you losing

username: I'd start begging before the fight even begins

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mercedesamgf1: congratulations to our Mr & Mrs Boss on 15 years of marriage 🖤🖤 wishing for a baby boss soon

username: I am loving all the Wolff family content we are getting

username: they have 15 years to make up for

username: tbh I don't care about Toto, I just want to see YN

username: Toto didn't let people know that YN is his wife cause he knew she'd be stealing his fans

username: everyone switching to the YN LN lane

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Mercedesamgf1: The Mercedes team would like to congratulate Dr. YN LN on her hard work throughout the years and her leadership in such an important medical field. Her research has been helpful to many doctors and her website is extremely useful to our future doctors. Thank you Dr. LN for your work and dedication.

username: I love how this turned into her fan page

username: I would like to be adopted by the wolff family

username: the sunglasses are such a look

username: with every photo of her i get more and more obsessed

username: I love my mother

username: ever since they decided to go public about each other I have been feeling more and more single

username: her going to a race, toto going with her to receive her award can you all stop making us feel lonely as hell

username: wishing for her to join toto to the FIA awards ceremony

username: she will serve

username: will eat everyone up with her style and leave no crumbs

username: I am buying some crystals

username: no one will give a f about the drivers if she goes

username: bet toto took the third picture

username: for research purposes, I would like to know where the second picture was taken

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mercedesamgf1: we would like to thank Dr. YN LN for joining us this evening, it had been a pleasure to have you with the Mercedes team. The Mercedes admin would like to ask our boss's Boss if you can please convince Mr. Wolff to give us a vacation a few days till he can find his way back from your eyes (can't blame him, I want to get lost in there too)

username: NOT THE ADMIN OUTING WHO'S THE BOSS IN THEIR MARRIAGE

username: BOSS'S BOSS!

username: well, now we know who ears the pants in this marriage

username: THE GLASSES MADE A COMBACK

username: THEY HAVE A DOG!!

username: I would not be surprised if the next photo is of them with a 14 year old kid

username: milf yn and dilf toto

username: don't mess with me rn

username: listen, I thought black is her color, but that pink dress is doing something to me

username: her doing her hair up is so sexy of her

username: fuck the kardashians, she is the only one I want to keep up with

username: you can't just make me die with a photo then to resurrect me with a cute one only to have my heartbeat crazy with the third

username: what cute one? The dog is doing nothing to distract us from her look

username: all I see is mommy

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mercedesamgf1: The boss is a bit busy, no better time for some team bonding.... the admin is so happy, thank you universe for giving Mr. Wolff some work

Lewishamilton: where are you guys? I want to join

mercedesamgf1: @.lewishamilton get in line, we have 5 other drivers on the waiting list

danielricciardo: @.mercedesamgf1 does that mean you will send me the location now?

mercedesamgf1: @.danielricciardo you are the third buddy, you have 1 British boy and 1 Spanish man in front of you

Charles_leclerc: @.mercedesamgf1 I thought I was before Carlos!

Carlossainz55: @.Charles_leclerc I told you I'm meeting her first

Georgerussell: @.mercedesamgf1 is that why everyone is coming to out paddock?

Danielricciardo: @.mercedesamgf1 wait, I was forth, who was first on the list

Mickschumacher: @.Danielricciardo hey man ✌🏼

Landonorris: tell Mrs. LN to check her phone please, I am standing in the cafe and her order isn't available

Mercedesamgf1: it's fine, you can just come to the location I sent you -Boss's boss.

Pierregasly: YOU HAVE HER NUMBER!

Maxversteppen: this is so unfair

Landonorris: go cry about it somewhere else

Mercedesamgf1: @.danielricciardo one British boy had been removed from the list

username: not everyone and their mothers wanting to meet YN

username: they are all down so bad and I understand

username: I would not be surprised if every single driver shows up next week with a swollen face

username: toto really had a point in keeping his wife hidden from these HOOLIGANS!

username: lando having her number is the most unexpected thing

username: how do you think Lewis and George are feeling?

username: they are crying in the club rn

username: not Mick being the first one on the waiting list

username: he's like a duckling following its mother whenever she comes to the paddock

username: the fact that she went twice and in both times Mick was seen just following her around

username: toto having to literally grab Mick by the back of his neck to be able to have a moment with his wife was the best thing to happen in 2023

mercedesamgf1: unfortunately all drivers that aren't with our team are banned from the paddock, Boss's order

username: toto really fighting for his wife's attention

#f1 x reader #f1 imagine #charles leclerc #f1 instagram au #f1 smau #f1 social media au #f1 #toto wolff #toto wolff x reader #toto wolff x oc #toto wolff x y/n #toto wolff x you #toto wolff imagine #toto wolff smau #charles leclerc x reader #daniel riccardo x reader #carlos sainz social media au #toto wolff social media au #lando norris social media au #charles leclerc social media au #lewis hamilton social media au

[rhube]

Please DO NOT use AI to generate fanfic

Not reblogging because I don't want to bash, but a day after hearing that OpenAI has scraped AO3 to train their writing AI, I've just seen a Tumblr post with AI-generated 'fanfic'.

The billions of hours of labour that millions of fanfic writers have given, hoping for nothing in return but comments and kudos, has been taken and used to train a for profit AI owned by Elon Musk. [So many people have nit-picked this, I'm editing to add: while Elon does not outright own this, as I believed at time of writing, based on the info linked, he did INVEST HEAVILY in it. This does not constitute deliberate misinformation and is honestly not that a significant difference FFS.]

This is bad, guys.

It's bad because it's fundamentally wrong, because it endangers fan works, and because it's illegal.

Not illegal in the way that fanfiction is legally questionable but now broadly defensible by highly trained OTW lawyers. Illegal in the way that copyrighted works and characters have been used for profit to create works with Open AI.

It's wrong not just because the works are created without consent from the labour of authors who won't see a penny, but because the aim of AIs like Open AI is to replace the work of professional writers.

You may use Open AI to make a silly fanfic and have a good laugh, but that's not what Elon wants it for.

If you hate what's happened to Twitter, you should be really, really scared about this.

It endangers fanworks because it awakens the power and might of brands like Disney, who have mostly stopped trying to sue fancreators (although they really, really did used to, and not that long ago) for using their IP and especially for writing LGBTQ+ fic. They're mostly willing to turn a blind eye because we aren't making any money.

But that's not what Elon wants to do. And they might start caring again if they see Open AI writing Stucky (follow the link, it writes Stucky omegaverse fic at the merest mention of Steve) and it obviously does so because it used AO3 as its source material.

You and I know it's not any fic writer's fault, but I don't think Disney cares, and it's cheaper to battle AO3 than Elon.

I should stress: AO3 admins are aware. It's been reported. do not clog up their inboxes reporting it again.

The above reasons and more are all arsenal in the armoury of OTW's lawyers. But that's still a battle to fight.

In the meantime, the very least you can do is NOT USE OPEN AI.

Not for a laugh. Not for anything.

And please: spread the word.

#ao3 #fanfiction #fanfic #open ai #ai isn't wrong #stealing ip to train ai is

[burntheedges]

Maintenance Request Chapter 21

Joel Miller x f!reader | new chapter every Friday 18+ | ao3 | main post & chapter list chapter word count: 3.5k

chapter summary: back to work! and where is it that Joel works, exactly? 🤔

a/n: well, y'all, this is chapter 21 of 23. there are two more chapters and an epilogue, which will be posted on 5/24. so Maintenance Request will be fully posted this month. I can barely believe it. I'm feeling emotional about it so I might do some sort of fun ask thing as we get closer to the end. thank you all for reading. 🧡 and thank you as always to @katareyoudrilling for being the best beta 💕

chapter tags/warnings: flirting, kissing, lingerie mention, bra and chest mention, cursing, pet names (darlin’, baby, honey, cowboy, sweetheart, good girl, gorgeous), smut: groping, teasing, semi-public sex, desk sex, p-in-v sex, dirty talk, cuddling

Chapter 21

Friday, November 22 Thirteenth week of the semester

In the week after your successful brunch with Ellie, you felt lighter than air as you walked around campus. You knew you were smiling a lot, more than normal. You even smiled at Trevor once and he looked so taken aback and panicked that you almost laughed. 

On Friday, you were meant to meet up and go to dinner after work, but Joel texted you that he was running behind just as you were packing up your bag. You decided to go find him at his office, which you still had never been to. You knew what building it was in, of course, but that was it.

As you walked across campus to the maintenance and grounds office, you realized that you still didn’t know what Joel’s role was, exactly. Or his title. You’d been assuming he was on the maintenance crew, but now that you really thought about it, that didn’t make sense. He was out and about too much and you’d seen him working with too many different teams of people.

Maybe he was actually with landscaping? But then why would he take maintenance requests? 

You puzzled over it as you turned the corner and the small quad in front of the building with his office came into view. It was a nice green space tucked away in a corner of campus you rarely visited, since most of the buildings were administrative. Glancing around, you wondered why you’d never bothered to look up his role. Maybe it had just seemed straightforward until you tried to figure out what his actual title might be, just now.

As you entered and looked around the office, you noticed their front desk admin had already gone home for the weekend. You shrugged, and started to walk down the hallway of offices, figuring you’d find the one with his name on it eventually. 

You passed the first few, brows furrowed, looking for his name and not finding it. You started to wander further down the hall to where you assumed the bosses’ offices would be. Maybe you passed it?

And then you saw it. The last office, in the corner – the one you figured would have a nice view of the small quad outside. And there was Joel’s name on the door.

Joel Miller, Director Construction, Facilities, Landscaping Landscape Architect

Your jaw dropped open. Director?

He was the boss? Of the entire department?!

You weren’t sure how long you stood there, mouth open, staring at the door, when suddenly it opened. Joel wasn’t looking up as he came through it – he had his eyes on his phone and his bag on his shoulder.

“Joel!” You almost shouted his name, too shocked to do anything else. He startled, eyes flying up to catch yours.

“Shit!” He shook his head. “Baby, I had no idea you were here.” He dropped his bag and pressed a hand to his chest. “Shit,” he repeated, taking a deep breath. “Where’d you come from?”

You ignored the question, too aghast at your discovery. “Joel Miller, are you the freaking boss?” 

He blinked, looking taken aback. “Ah, yes, darlin’. I am.” He slipped his phone in his pocket and sort of gestured towards the nameplate on his door as he smiled at you, obviously confused.

“Joel!”

“... darlin’?” 

“Why didn’t you tell me?” You felt like your mind was spinning and you couldn’t keep up, totally overwhelmed by this new information. “I thought you were, like, a maintenance guy!” 

He rubbed the back of his neck, looking sheepish. “I honestly thought you’d guessed, I suppose.”

“No!” He started to look a little worried and you realized maybe you were overreacting. You reached out to take his hand, lacing your fingers through his. The touch grounded you and you squeezed his hand. “Joel! I had no idea.”

He laughed. “Well, at first, I suppose I didn’t want you to be even more angry with me. You kept sayin’ I wasn’t the boss, so you couldn’t blame me for all the problems I was causin’ you.” 

You groaned and leaned forward to rest your forehead on his shoulder. “I was so terrible.”

“Nah, baby, you were rightfully annoyed. And I didn’t want to admit I was in charge of the construction schedule. Or that I’d ordered the flowers.”

That last point startled you, and you laughed as you leaned back to look at him. “Oh, Joel, I’m sorry. They were pretty, though. Even if they made me sneeze.”

He shook his head. “Won’t be putting in any more of those.”

You rolled your eyes. “You can’t plan the landscaping for the entire university around my allergies.”

He raised his eyebrows at you. “Oh? I am the boss, you know. I can do what I like.” 

You laughed again, but then stopped when something struck you and you tugged on his hand. “Joel, did you make your employees change out the flower beds around my building?!”

He smirked at you. “Nah, darlin’, I did that myself. Didn’t take too long.” 

Your mouth dropped open. “You did all of that work? By yourself?”

“I wasn’t about to make my staff do it. Felt like askin’ ‘em to help me with something that wasn’t their job.”

You sighed, and smiled at him as another thought occurred to you. You raised an eyebrow at him. “Well, Mr. Director, speaking of things that aren’t your job, what were you doing taking maintenance requests, anyway?”

He grinned, a little sheepish again. “Well, I was filling in while we were short handed. Don’t usually do ‘em. Or leave my office so much. But I saw your name on the request, and, well.” He hesitated, and then nodded. “I was already leavin’ the office more, hoverin’ around our different work sites, on the off chance I’d run into you again. Was drivin’ the crew a little crazy, to be honest.”

You laughed, astonished. “You were?”

He nodded. “They were already givin' me grief for being around so much. ‘Don’t you have paperwork to do,’ and so on.” He laughed and lifted his free hand to trace his fingerstips down your arm. “When they saw you kiss me that day a few of ‘em put it together, why I was always around. When that maintenance request came through, it was right when I was beatin’ myself up and worryin’ I’d never get another chance to talk to you. Felt like fate.” 

You smiled, charmed. “Maybe it was.” You looked at him, and then at his name on the door, and smirked. You dropped his hand and rested both of your palms on his chest. “You know, Mr. Director,” you started, pushing him and his bag backwards into his office and letting the door close behind you. “We haven’t christened your office yet.”

Joel grinned as he let himself be pushed, looking surprised and delighted. “No, honey, I don’t suppose we have.”

You took a moment to look around his office and you noticed he did, in fact, have a nice view of the quad. You felt his eyes on you as you walked over and shut the blinds. With the overhead lights off the room was suddenly darker, cast in soft shadows. 

When you turned back and grinned at him he was already looking at you, eyes intent. “So, Mr. Director. Tell me. Any office fantasies I should know about?”

A slow smile crept over Joel’s face, and you felt your cheeks heat as it turned into something wicked. “Well, baby, I have to admit I have pictured you in here a time or two. In a couple daydreams.”

You bit your lip as you walked towards him and he reached out to grasp your hips to pull you closer. “Oh? And what was I doing in these dreams?”

He leaned in and pressed his smile to your cheek in a kiss. His voice was deep and gravelly as he murmured, “lettin’ me bend you over this desk. Sittin’ on my lap on the couch. Lying down across the desk and letting me get my mouth on your pussy. Will you let me do that, gorgeous?”

You shivered and nodded.You felt heat climbing up your spine as his words inspired images in your mind. “Which one, Joel?” You had no idea where to start.

Joel grinned as he leaned back to catch your eye again. “C’mere, baby.” He pulled you into a searing kiss that stole your breath and drove away whatever thoughts you’d been about to have. You were pretty sure by this point that you were never going to get used to the way this man kissed you.

As he moved his lips against yours, his hands slid down your back and crept under your shirt. You smiled and lifted your arms when prompted so he could pull it off. “Hmm, well, isn’t this pretty?” You followed his gaze down to your chest and the lacy bra that had caught his eye. 

“Well, we did have a date planned. I know how much you like it.”

“I do like it, honey,” he confirmed as he thumbed over your nipple through the lace. You hummed. “And it’s even better when I know you’ve got it on but I’m the only one who gets to see it.”

Suddenly he wrapped his arms around you and spun you around so that you were leaning against the desk. “Take a seat, baby.” As you did, he gently freed your breasts from the lacy cups of your bra, licking over his bottom lip in concentration. “You are so goddamn gorgeous. Should just keep you right here, just like this. Would be great motivation for me, you know.”

You laughed when he winked at you. “Joel, I feel like that would be the opposite of motivation to get your work done.”

He pressed his smile against your own in a sweet kiss. “But then I could do this whenever I want.” He pulled you into a deeper kiss and thumbed your pants open at the same time. 

You broke away and sucked in a breath as he tugged your pants down. Soon you were almost naked while he stood fully clothed in front of you, eyes dark. Something about the contrast made your heart start to pound.

“Well, Director Miller. Bend me over this desk.”

Joel let out a sound that sounded almost like a growl and stepped forward to grasp your hips again. He pulled you from the desk and flipped you around, pressing up against you from behind. You could feel his hard cock in his pants.

“Just like this, baby.” He pressed a line of kisses down your neck and you fell forward onto your elbows. “Shit, yeah, just like that.” He snaked his right hand down your side and over your ass until he could slip it between your legs to cup your pussy firmly from behind. “Honey, you are soakin’.”

You huffed a laugh. “You said you were going to take me over this desk, Joel, what did you expect?”

He bit your shoulder lightly. “You are so sexy, baby. Can’t wait to slip inside you.” Keeping his hand in place, Joel pushed forward and curled his middle finger until it rested against your entrance. You gasped. “You always feel so good.”

Joel kept pushing forward with his finger until it slipped inside you and you moaned, maybe too loudly. But everyone else was already gone for the day. He pressed kisses down your spine and you could feel that he was grinning. 

“More, Joel–” you breathed. “Fuck me, cowboy.”

His hips stuttered against your own and he swore, lowly. “Yeah? Was gonna warm you up, sweetheart.”

You shook your head. “Already warmed up. Want you inside me.”

He nodded and reached down to quickly undo his pants. You felt his cock slip free and slide against your ass. You wiggled your hips and spread your legs wider in front of him. 

He groaned. “Fuck do you look good like this.” He trailed his fingertips down your back and you shivered again. He slid his cock between your legs and you dropped your head to rest on your forearm, suddenly out of breath. 

“Please–” you started to urge him forward, but he was already moving.

“That’s my good fucking girl.” He was breathing hard, too. You felt the head of his cock enter you and gasped. The angle was perfect. You could feel every inch of him as he filled you up, slowly, gently, relentlessly. “Takin’ it just like I asked. Shit, honey.”

Soon his hips came to rest against your ass and you both took a deep breath.

“Ok, baby?” he asked, sounding winded. 

You nodded and smiled to yourself, knowing the effect your words would have on him. “I said take me, cowboy.”

He moaned again, and then he did. 

You felt his right hand slide up your spine and find a home cupped around the back of your neck, pressing you down onto the desk. His left had a firm grip on your hip and you bit your lip as you imagined the hand-shaped bruise you’d likely have as a souvenir. “Stay right here, baby, just like that. So fucking gorgeous like this. Goddamn.”

Joel pulled out and slammed forward again, driving your breath out of your lungs. You watched a couple of pens rattle and roll off his desk. “Fuck.” He whispered as he did it again, and again, and again.

The rhythm he set was vicious. You found yourself clutching the far edge of the desk for leverage as he pounded into you, right on the spot that felt amazing. You tried to push back with your hips to meet him but it was so much, he was moving so hard and fast. You relaxed in his hold and let him sweep you away.

“This is better than anything I ever imagined, baby. Fuck. You look so fucking good over my desk.” He squeezed your hip on his next downstroke and you whimpered. “You’re squeezin’ me so tight, honey. Fucking love this cunt.” Your breath hitched. “Don’t know how’m gonna get any work done in here. Gonna close my eyes and see this perfect ass, feel this perfect fucking cunt, every fucking time I sit at my desk.” He pulled his hand from your neck and you made a noise in protest, but he soothed it down your back. With a firm grip he used both hands to tug your hips up and back towards him and the new angle made your arms shake.

He leaned forward, almost lying against your back, and murmured in your ear. “Can we do this every day, honey? I’ll ask real nice.” He nipped at your neck and you sighed. “Promise I’ll make it worth your while.” You giggled, but it turned into a moan as he snapped his hips forward again.

“Y’know–” your breath hitched. “We’d get caught, Joel.”

He nodded. “I know, but a man can dream, can’t he?”

You could feel it building inside of you and you weren’t surprised when his left hand began to snake forward around your hip to find your clit. Joel could read you like a book, especially when you were about to come.

“And fuck, baby, if this isn’t better than anything I could have dreamed up for myself. Daydreams ain’t got nothin’ on you, gorgeous.” 

He began to circle your clit in the same rhythm of his hips and you closed your eyes. You were so fucking close.

“Joel–”

“That’s right,” he pressed open mouth kisses across your shoulder. “Give it to me, honey. Let me have it.” He bit down lightly on your shoulder and you shivered, again. “Be my good girl and come.”

His hips kept up their devastating pace and suddenly you were there, you were falling over the edge with only Joel’s arms to hold you up.

You cried out, and he belatedly covered your mouth with his free hand. “Shhh, sweetheart. Fuck.” hips sped up as you squeezed his cock. “M’gonna–”

He pressed his forehead against your shoulder hard as his hips snapped forward one more time. He came with a devastating low moan of your name. You felt his muscles relax against your back and closed your eyes, overwhelmed.

You crept back to awareness and the realization that Joel was almost smothering you on top of his desk.

“Joel–” your voice was mildly strangled and he suddenly stood, almost too fast. His cock tugged backwards slightly and you winced. “Careful–”

He sighed. “Shit, sorry sweetheart. Let me–” he slid out of you slowly and you squeezed your legs together to keep his cum inside of you. “C’mere.” He pulled you up gently until you were leaning back against him and guided you to the couch you only just now realized was behind you.

You followed as he pulled you down, and soon enough you found yourself tucked against his side with his arm around your shoulders, lying down and entangled on the couch. You snuggled into him and felt him press several gentle kisses along your hairline. 

“That was so fucking perfect, baby,” he whispered against your hair. “Shit. So much better than I ever imagined.” He tightened his arms around you and you sank into his embrace.

After a few minutes of just breathing together, though, you felt your curiosity return. 

“So, Mr. Director.” He snorted and you grinned at the way you could feel it in his chest. “How’d you end up in this job?” You trailed your fingers down his naked chest and smiled when he made a contented noise in response.

“Well, I can’t remember if I told you before that it’s all Tess’ fault. We met about 15 years ago, and it didn’t take long for her to start pestering me about getting a degree. You’re too smart, Joel, you should go to school. Look at your work, it’s too good.” You laughed at his imitation, knowing it didn’t really sound much like her. “And she knew I wasn’t satisfied with just construction.” He sighed. “So anyway, she pestered me into community college and then roped Frank and Tommy into helpin’ me get through the whole degree while takin’ care of Sarah. The business took off sometime in there, so Tommy got himself together a bit to take that over.”

You leaned back and smiled up at him. “I’m glad. You are really smart, you know.” 

He blushed. “Well, I started lookin’ for more steady work after I finished school, so I could be around more for Sarah. And I didn’t start out as the director, I started out with the grounds crew. But since I also knew about construction and a bit of maintenance, well, I moved up. Turns out havin’ experience with construction and contracting, and the degree and schoolin’ in landscape architecture, well. It’s almost the ideal combination for managing this office of lunatics.”

You laughed. “That makes sense. You have the practical skills and the knowledge to back it up.” 

Joel nodded. “Anyway. I’ve been here about 6 or 7 years. Know my crew pretty well. But I was surprised I’d never seen you before, last summer. Would’ve noticed for sure.” He ran a hand up and down your forearm that was resting on his chest.

“Well, it’s only my second year here. I feel like I would’ve noticed you, too.” You slid your hand up to cup his cheek and smiled when he turned into it to press a soft kiss to your palm. “I’m glad we found each other anyway.”

He pulled you closer into his arms and kissed your forehead. “Me too, honey. You got no idea how much.”

…

you (5:47 PM): you will never guess what I just learned

bestie (5:49 PM): what

you (5:50 PM): Joel is the DIRECTOR (5:51 PM): OF HIS DEPARTMENT

bestie (5:52 PM): …yes (5:52 PM): babe (5:53 PM): did you seriously not know that

you (5:54 PM): Beth!! (5:54 PM): why did you know that?

bestie (5:55 PM): I googled him (5:55 PM): like, 3 months ago (5:56 PM): you didn’t??

you (5:57 PM): um 🫣

bestie (5:58 PM): ??? what is wrong with you (5:59 PM): you didn’t look him up like the second you learned his name??

you (5:51 PM): I knew he worked here! I don’t know how the grounds department works

bestie (5:52 PM): oh my god (5:53 PM): you are ridiculous

you (5:55 PM): shut up (5:55 PM): why didn’t you tell me??

bestie (5:57 PM): it never occurred to me for even a second that you didn’t google him yourself (5:58 PM): I threatened to go to his office!! Because I knew where it was!

you (6:00 PM): ok forget it

bestie (6:01 PM): no way (6:02 PM): I’m not anywhere near done making fun of you for this yet

you (6:05 PM): 🙄

...

a/n: the truth is out! Joel is the big boss! 😂 I know some of you guessed it but I hope the reveal was fun lol

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[soaps-mohawk]

i genuinely can’t think of any advantages to using ai in a creative space. personally i feel ai and robots should be used for manual labor, not creativity. why would you leave the humans to do the soulless work while leaving the robots (with no heart or feelings or just genuine emotion might i add) to do the things that need to have soul in them.

i am currently in college for business admin and after that i’m headed off to pastry school and then to open and own my own bakery (hopefully). Ai hasnt quite transferred over to the pastry arts and i hope it never will. i feel very strongly on this topic and actually wrote my public speaking final on ai in creative spaces. i concluded that there is only one advantage to ai and its speed. that’s it, nothing else. ai writing will pump out heartless and good for nothing media that will take all the joy out of consuming and creating art.

i will always support creatives and if there’s a moment i even think about using ai for creativity purposes my best friend (creative writing major) has full permission to slap me so hard across the face it bruises. and i extent that free slap to all writers.

i will be forever in awe and eternally grateful for creatives, and writers especially. <3

-🍁

AI has its uses and its place, but the creative space is not one of those. If you can't be bothered to take the time and make the art yourself with your hands, then art is not for you. Same with writing. If you can't be bothered to come up with your own ideas, then writing is not for you. That's fine. There's nothing wrong with that.

It's like that Instagram comment that's being circulated about how AI art made them value the human soul because they've seen art without it. Like sure, it's cool that you can put a bunch of words into a computer and have it spit out art, but that doesn't mean it's ethical or it should be used. A computer will never be able to take the trauma of the bombings in Japan during World War 2 and turn them into a 50-meter tall amphibious dinosaur that breathes nuclear fire. AI will never be able to emulate the soul-wrenching emotions of paintings like Anguish by August Friedrich Schenck or Nāve by Janis Rozentāls among many others. Art requires soul and passion and emotion, and there will never be a computer that can emulate that.

It's like the post I just reblogged. I want AI to clean my house and cook meals for me so I can pour more time and energy into the things I enjoy doing, like writing and crochet.

Fuck AI and support creative people.

#people that use AI are lazy and i'll say that proudly #art is not for lazy people and that's why not everyone makes art #answered

[born-in-hell]

WHY Q!BADBOYHALO IS PROBABLY FED:

SPECIAL GUEST THEORY - THE MASTERPOST

Important Information!

Hello! This post was written in january and febuary, before the workers at Quackity Studios came out with their stories. Ever since then, i haven't been following the QSMP as a server, despite still writing a fic based on it and following the situation with the workers somewhat closely. I just can't care about it as much as i did. Im posting this theory because it meant a lot to me at the time. I truly believed i was right, and that Badboyhalo would be the main antagonist. I even had the throry that the QSMP would end in a dispute between q!Fit (Madagio + The Rebellion) and q!BBH (Fed). I worked for such a long time gathering evidence for, organizing and writing this post that it just feels bad to keep it in. Today (30/4/24), another ex-admin, named Elk, released a statement, that said: "There was an odd rule where main island lore was never allowed to tie into creator-specific lore, despite creators actively wanting to involve themselves with the federation and being permitted to do so and certain creators having a HUGE influence on the overall lore.". This just erased any and all motivations i ever had to make a theory that links everything together. There was never a truly coherent story. Which makes not only this theory, but any and all theories that link the player characters to the main island lore, useless. Being honest, i just didnt want this post to go to waste, mostly because i worked a lot on it. For that, this post is very much not finished. Most texts are not fully written - my ideas are not as developed as i wish they were. And i apologize for this, i just dont have the energy to finish this. If you want to know my take on the QSMP lore, you can check out my fanfic. Despite all this, I hope you all enjoy this.

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This is a compilation of all the evidence we have to support the Special Guest Theory.

I created this mainly to show people that don't have as much free time or are just dont have the energy to think about or remember all this why the Special Guest Theory does make sense.

This is a colaborative work, as I wouldnt be able to think about all this without these wonderful people: @lionheartedmusings @demodraws0606 @lxrd-ren @skullhalo @windchime-of-teeth

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Where it all started: The ARG Emails

On Feb 21, Quackity Studios posted this tweet, that had an ARG puzzle.

The "special invitation" also grasps my attention, but it might be coincidental wording.

Decyphering the puzzle, it lead to a Google Doc, that had many emails.

Among them, there was this one:

[Respectful greetings, We are seeking quotes for the purchase of 1393 muffins to satisfy the extra demand of our special guest. For those who are not aware of the situation, it was pointed out that it is an obligation to share two muffins per person in the workspace to guarantee happy and productive work. We wish to receive your commercial proposals as soon as possible. We appreciate your commitment and effort in preparing your offers for evaluation. Sincerely,]

So uhm... muffins right? Who could it possiblly be referencing?

I honestly can't think of no one else besides q!Badboyhalo, even outside of the qsmp, whose brand is so intrinsically connected to this little cake things.

The number is also very specific. If every worker needs 2 muffins, why is the order an odd number? That just isn't divisible equally to everyone.

-> I will make a separate post detailing what i think the 1393 could be referencing.

I want to mention here that, by the way this email is written,

q!Badboyhalo's Teaser Post

Ok, so there are a coulple things to pay attention about this post. First the muffins are a clear reference to Bad (there's no arguing here, he is the muffins guy).

Second, where it was posted; unlike all the other cc teasers ─ that were posted on @/quackity4k, quackity's alt twitter account ─ this one was posted on the official Quackity Studios account, along with the arg post that is.

-> These are the other QSMP cc teasers:

Third, its the only teaser thats accompanied by "welcome to the QSMP". All the others either include something related to the cc (like a bird emoji for Jaiden), or teasing words (closer; up next).

Fourth, the milk emoji. Its curious, and out of place. It is so odd and specific that it deserved to be discussed.

Especially considering that, coincidentally, this is what Badboyhalo responded to the QSMP teaser that i'll talk about later:

Milk is often ─ surprisingly ─ a symbol commonly used with villains in media, to symbolize various things, but mostly to cause a discomfort in the audience, as milk is associated with purity and childhood. So pairing it with ruthless and cruel villains creates an unsetteling atmosphere.

-> Some reference links: 1 // 2 // 3 // 4

The Teaser Video

-> click here to watch the video

The video starts off in a dimly lit room, with some boxes, and, most notably, a tv, a vcr player and a chair. A shadowy figure enters the room, and inserts a cassette on the player. A promotional video of Quesadilla Island starts playing. It shows the figure watching the video, and the scene is interrupted by a black screen with "20 years later" written. It ends with two other shadowy figures (Quackity and Slime, presumably) talking in the train that took the first group to our current Quesadilla.

The only thing that we can notice on this person, is a little white marking on both their left and right hand.

Some theorized it could be qFit, but he doesn't have the marking on his right hand.

Right side /// Left side

The only character, from the first group of islanders, who has a white marking on both hands is q!Badboyhalo.

And q!Badboyhalo being part of the fed in 2003 does also make sense in his lore; he's never mentioned where he was or what he was doing around the late 1990's and early 2000's.

Unlike fit, who was 13 in 2003. He was a child ─ he was only a bit older than q!Cellbit during the war.

This is, in my opinion, one of the most substantial evidences we have of q!Badboyhalo being involved in whatever the fed is doing.

The 2013 War

When qCellbit started researching the fed, as a child, he was forcefully exiled from Quesadilla, because he found out too much about what was going on. Maybe the tests on children (q!Baghera and the other deceased hybrids), as he says this on his letter to q!Bagi:

[...] I saw everything inside, they were doing all this beneath our very feet… it’s horrible, Bagi. You don’t deserve this, I don’t want you to have to live with these guys. So meet me on the other side of this ocean Bagi. I’ll be going now, I don’t care if I have to swim until [...]

-> You can check q!Cellbit's old diaries translated into english on this post

He ended up, somehow, in a war, where he, coincidentally, first met q!BBH.

q!Bad has stated he was in the war to overlook it.

Antoine's Comic

This comic was given it was given, from Cucurucho, specifically to q!Badboyhalo.

-> check this twitter clip of antoine's talk with cucurucho to see the full conversation

The Purgatory Puzzle

Codeflippa lead qBBH, qAypierre and qMaximus throughout the maze, into a white room with a red button. Before activating the button, this was shown to them:

-> Could the asterisks mean Badboy? or maybe Mr. Halo?

They pressed the button, and then recieved this book:

Via a warpstone, they were taken to another maze, this one with a puzzle and two pictures of cucurucho.

After going through some rooms, they found a small pillar, with Dapper's hat on top of it, as you can see here:

Why? Why was dapper's hat there?

If this is a foreshadowing to the fact that Dapper would always be the eggs that would be freed from purgatory, independently from the roulette, than why Dapper?

What makes Dapper special, or different from the other kids, that earned him this, and possibly his life?

The group found themselves in a circular room, with three die. These die, coincidentally, had the same colors as q!Badboyhalo and Dapper: black, red and white.

There was a chest, and in it, they recieved this books:

Badboyhalo was shortly after teleported into the middle of the room, so he could play the game.

He thew the die and got a 7.

He then was gifted this ticket:

Again, why q!Badboyhalo? What makes him different?

It can't be him being a demon, since Mouse and Tina were already on the island.

So what makes him so special that, not only theres a full puzzle dedicated to him (as evidenced by Dapper's hat, and qBad being the chosen one for the game), but he's the first person (not counting q!Bagi nor q!Carre) to get a ticket? He's the only islander that had to go through this puzzle to get it, the other ones were just teleported into the room. Not even q!Max or q!Pierre got tickets that day.

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[eldritch-spouse]

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Gallon can take Admin you say? 😏

Pinnie we need something in writing about that, I crave dicking down Gallon. Idc if it's with Krulus cock or my own plastic one but slime boy needs to bend over for me now

[HELL YEAH. This appeals specifically to me. Fem reader with male monster body modifications.]

TW: Exhibitionism; Body modifications (inhuman cock); Weird slime sex; Cultish themes; Spitting.

You're so excited you can't even wait.

It's definitely childish of you to be doing so, but you can't help show every one of your coworkers the gift your ever generous Lord bestowed upon you today. Flashing, technically.

You're painfully hard. Or is it Krulu? You both are, you suppose. And how could you not be? Getting to use your lord's own beautiful length on your staff to pleasure him is nothing if not one of the most sublime delights you could ever think of. It's a very strange sensation nonetheless, you have to admit. Strange but good.

While some of them gawked and asked endless questions, others were happy to put a hand around the newfound girth- And, instead of fulfilling your duties as Administrator, you've been fooling around like this all day.

Rouletting through the remaining workers you have yet to approach, you settle on none other than Gallon, the bartender.

A slime... It must be fun to penetrate a slime, no? After all, they're so malleable. So squishy, so stretchy- Hah. You probably wouldn't even have to prep him. Doesn't that sound nice?

He sees you coming from a distance away.

That's something you've always liked about Gallon, he's got the eye of a hawk, never missing who comes in and out of this floor. He's like a localized surveillance system, and many were the times where that came in very handy. Nonetheless, he sees you, registers the wicked little smile on your face, then pauses and tilts his head. Already, the slime knows something's going to take place.

In your defense, you don't immediately scurry over and put it in his face. As much as you wanted to. No, you sat politely on the closest bar stool and kept yourself in check. Some patrons spare you curious eyes from a distance away, some of them know who you are already, the others will know better if they try anything.

" Admin, always a pleasure. " Gallon starts smoothly. " Should I get a black widow ready for you? "

" Yes, please. "

He watches you out of the corner of his eye as he works, and in turn, you observe him too.

Although Gallon's back is turned towards you, his body isn't currently very defined. Below the netting of slime that flows from his head to his back -Something you have started to think of as hair, vaguely- Is an unnaturally pinched waist, and although you can see the the spot where his legs meet, there's not much of a convenient ass there. Granted, he doesn't need to have one, Gallon is a very practical slime in that sense, he adopts whatever shape is more useful to him, and that's that on that. He appears to mold body parts according to necessity. You can work with that.

By the time your gaze drifts away, not in shame, a martini glass has already been slid your way neatly across the counter. The bartender gives you a sly grin, decidedly having caught you scheming him. His tendrils curl on the air, that to and fro denoting great curiosity. Poor Gallon and his endless search for amusement. He just might be entertained today.

A gloved hand circles the spotless glass, raising it to your lips for a chaste taste. " Thank you, impeccable as usual. "

" Ever the flatterer. " A tendril waves almost dismissively. Yet, for as much as he seems to enjoy keeping a mildly distant posture, he can't resist his own morbid curiosity today, settling not too far away from you, searching for words carefully.

" Say, I can't help but notice how... Busy, you have been today. "

He failed to get anywhere, and the two of you notice. Fortunately, you're in a jolly mood today, a forgiving one.

" When am I not busy, Gallon? " Another sip.

" Fair. " The monster tilts his head, a sort of 'moving on' gesture from long tendrils. " But I couldn't help notice there's a certain pep to your step, a lilt, you know? "

" Oh? " You're almost halfway through the drink.

" Yes, not to mention some of the others made a few comments and I just found them peculiar, you know? "

Word travels fast in this establishment, very fast.

" Hm. And what did they say? "

The bartender pauses. Again, searching for those magic words.

" Well, rumor has it you were given a present today. "

" That I was. " Your gloves are removed from your arms and folded on the balcony as you play with the blackberry skewer decorating your drink.

" And you've been putting that gift to use very vigorously thus far. "

A small smirk. " You could say that. "

Gallon grows a visibly a little frustrated. It's always fun to run circles around the slime. So subtle, he judges himself, employing the oldest tactics in the books. Leading questions, intense pauses and vaguely coaxing remarks aren't enough to trick you.

He realizes this, and changes his strategy.

" Far be it of me to misinterpret, cherry- " The bartender begins, holding the same glass to your lips as he steals a glance at your crossed legs on the stool. He doesn't force you to drink more than you take. " But I think you might want to show me that present too? "

Showing is the tamest thing you're going to do to him. Fact of the matter is you're only taking this slowly because you're not too sure how to fuck Gallon. You've played your games with him, yes, but you'll admit you were more focused on his tendrils and manhood than you were his hole- You almost judged him not to have one. And maybe he doesn't? It's hard to tell.

You'll get that answer soon enough.

" Presumptuous. "

" I tend to be, at times. "

" But correct. " And with that, you peel back slightly, offering the slime an unobstructed view as you pull your work dress up.

Between netted stockings and not a trace of underwear lies your bare cunt, but most importantly, a throbbing yellowed girth coming from a summoned slit on your pelvis rests on your thigh, warming it. Bigger than what any human should have, and certainly intimidating. A carbon copy of Lord Krulu's rod if there ever was one.

Gallon stares openly, blinking several times. You can't read his expression anymore. He had clearly seen the outline of your borrowed cock in your purple attire, though perhaps he didn't expect it to be this... Special.

You part your legs, the thing standing at attention, almost pointing towards him. You could honestly get used to this adornment. If nothing else, it's been funny so far. Finally, the monster's eye snaps to your face, and you give him this sort of questioning look, expectant.

" My my... " Is all he has to say.

" I take it you're interested in seeing it up close? " Just like the rest of them. All of them will by the time you're done, all.

You are in very generous moods.

The higher chimes, in the back of your mind. Lord Krulu can't blame you now, can he?

I suppose not, lamb.

" I wouldn't mind it... "

" O- Oh my dear, no- No foreplay this time? "

The bartender stammers as you push his vaguely amorphous mass to lie chest down on the balcony. You snicker.

" No. " It's a calm explanation. " Besides, I always did wonder what taking a slime out of the blue might feel like. "

Will there be a difference? Will he resist instinctively? Or will it be just as inviting? His texture, his density... Time to find out.

Most of the clientele has realized what's about to happen, and they appropriately scatter to different portions of the floor, though some always keep their eyes on the two of you. Voyeurs have long since stopped being noteworthy in your mind.

Humming, your dress lifts further so you can drag your lord's cock against Gallon's lower back. It's a moderately cool sensation, his mass sticking to you slightly in sloppy strands, as if clinging willingly to you. Gallon shudders, which is to say his entire form visibly ripples, enjoying being grinded against so suddenly. For as much as it might be interesting to just... Shove into him, any part of Gallon really, you think something more convenient might be easier, approachable.

" Gallon? " You call, leaning down to thread your fingers through his webbing of hair, kneading across it firmly, into what becomes his neck.

The monster starts molding slightly onto the balcony, growing heated by the attention. " ... Yes, Lady Admin? "

" Do slimes have assholes? " To the point. Blunt. Barbed even.

You know many of them have mouths. And all of them have genitals. Evidenced when you reach beneath the two of you, occasionally slipping your fingers into the mass of his side, and find his slit. Something more solid, more defined, warmer- But no less flexible.

Sparing neither mercy nor care, you slip three fingers into that entrance, stretching it deliberately, hearing a decidedly airy and pitiful mewl coming from the monster before you, his tendrils slapping on the front of the counter before latching onto the stool you previously sat on, grounding himself.

His cock snakes out eagerly, slapping against the first thing it finds, playing on your fingers, stroking them, asking oh so sweetly to be touched. It would be exceptionally cruel of you to deny him. You grab that slimy length by the root and twist slightly as you tug down, pumping the male until he starts twitching in your grasp.

" O- Ohn yes, that's good... " He trails off, tone ever smooth, but quieter, meeker. The prong on top of his head droops, almost absorbed back into his core form.

You smirk, hand on the netting of his back pulling, half-successfully turning his head to the side, enough that you can plant a loving kiss on the corner of his toothy grin while you pump him.

" Mhm, it is, isn't it? " The curl of your fist around his cock turns into a warning squeeze. " Now answer my question. "

The slime has to blink for a couple of moments, rewinding in his brain. " Ah- Not quite. "

Disappointment.

" But I can make something more uhm- Welcoming to you? "

That piques your interest, dick twitching. " Oh please, surprise us. "

And he does. Boy, does he.

Beneath you, Gallon's form starts swelling. He takes a moment to pause and think how to rearrange the extra mass, then begins forming, from his chest down, a much more humanoid figure. A sloped and pinched waist becomes straighter, more filled out, a proper ass bubbling from his back, leading to juicy thighs, though he seems to lose focus beneath the knees, deforming slightly.

Good enough, more than good enough. You totally forgot he could do something like this.

" Does this suffice, cherry? " Gallon looks back, observing his own work before waiting for your reaction.

" It's more than enough, you clever mouse. " The praise makes him perk up, smirking.

Letting go of his girth and webbing, you handle the bartender's ass with some mirth, watching the very malleable "flesh" mold and jiggle as you toy with it.

For a moment, you actually get distracted with making his behind bounce, slapping around slightly. Gallon shakes his head, either embarrassed or incredulous, you don't quite care.

Eventually, you properly spread his ass, searching, palping, until- There. Not quite the same feel of that specific ring of muscle, but something almost like it, less gripping, less resistant. You'll give him kudos for creativity.

A finger wedges in there, and apart from a quiet gasp, Gallon invites you by pushing his rump back onto you. Looking from him to your mildly slicked cock, you figure there's no need delaying the main dish.

" You know, you might just be the one who'll take my lord's gift the easiest. " You quip, lining up with the newly-formed hole.

" Hah! " Gallon nearly wheezes. " Don't let our resident hell-fiend hear you saying that. "

" Never. "

And, with that little jest, you grab onto Gallon's hips, tugging him brutally onto your cock.

As expected, there was hardly any resistance, you hilted him on the first thrust! Gallon doesn't exactly scream of pleasure, but he does tense like a coiled spring, eye wide and grip rattling the stool. You feel him grip around your cock. It's not the same helpless squeeze of someone's inner walls, not as intensely warm, not as real- But it's nice and slick and he made himself slightly more textured for your enjoyment- It feels as if he's making a conscious effort to hug around you, to pleasure you.

Moaning, it's your turn to grab onto him for stability, delighting in the very new sensation. Everything about using a phallus is foreign and novel, especially your Lord-Master's, but this is a brand different take on it too.

One you like.

Sighing contentedly, melting, all but nearly purring, you kick-start a decent rhythm. Not necessarily out of consideration for Gallon's non-existent hole, mostly to get used to it yourself.

" You are- Rather big. " The bartender muses while you bask in the sensation of being deliberately massaged from inside him. What a neat trick, you ought to reward the slime.

Pulsing inside him, you rock into those motions and snicker. " You've seen our Lord, it would be an insult to him otherwise. "

Your hand is back around his squirming cock.

" Nh- Noted. "

Pounding Gallon is easy, easier than it should be, he gropes and strokes and squeezes at your length- You'd say he moved his tongue there if it weren't currently lolling off the side of his mouth, limply decorating a flat-toothed smile.

" Lords, that's fucking perfect- " Shuddered praise falls upon him when you bend to cage him against the counter further. As if your smaller form would be capable of such.

Not that it matters, big as they may be, none of them dare lift a finger against your will.

The slime's attentions only ever falter when your ministrations intensify, giving way to lapses where he focuses more on thrusting and coiling against your hand, coating it in pre. Eventually, he starts looking more like a wax candle than a person, melting steadily on the floor and wooden surface, these soft little plop plop plops of his own form cascading to the ground with each of your greedy pistons, only to be reabsorbed later.

The spots of his form dance, his entire mass moves as if in a fever, even his temperature picks up, and he pants alongside you in this disgusting little public tryst. You giggle airily, dipping to place a sweet kiss on his neck and shoulder, lapping the remnants of him that stick to your lips in a refusal to let go.

Your tongue gathers them all in your mouth, and combined with some saliva, they're grossly spat out onto his back. Gallon yelps, and as much as he's known to be a bit of a germaphobe at times, there's an insurmountable wave of mirth from both you and Krulu as the nasty present is rapidly absorbed.

He tasted that, no doubt. Now it's a part of him. Your own tiny mark.

" Needy whore, aren't you? " You quip, the hand that's not around his girth slipping inside his body, collecting pieces of himself to bizarrely pump your own cock with. It's like... You have no idea how to describe it, but it's very messy and gloriously sensual.

When the two of you start climbing steadily towards a plateau, Gallon's carefully constructed body starts faltering here and there as he forgets to maintain certain shapes in his restless arousal. Strings and strands mold together, forming braids of viscous yellow material that attach onto your hips, spread across your ass like spidery fingers and form a mesh there- Trying to trap you inside him.

This must be some of the strangest sex you've ever had...

It apparently sends him wild, a cacophony of wanton cries falling from his parted mouth, eye rolling and face falling, the stool now being looped over several times. He's going to break that no doubt.

Courtesy of only recently having your borrowed cock, your endurance isn't exactly... Spectacular. Which means you're dangerously close to orgasm. Too close. And you have no intention of slowing down. After all, there's still a lot to do and more people to take a turn on, you might come back to the bartender if you feel like it. But right now, you need to come inside him.

Hips stuttering, legs flexing, your eyes flutter and you moan freely as your orgasm crashes upon you a little too suddenly, forcing you to feverishly hump Gallon, with almost enough force to drive your actual body into his molding mass. You lose yourself in him, near literally, skin becoming one with spotted slime as your Lord's cock throbs hard and wanton in your worker's makeshift hole.

Ropes after ropes of hot cum bathe him from the inside out. More than any man would ejaculate, more than most monsters can offer, you fill him like a bucket and join your Master in the collective euphoria, his pleased growling warming your entire form like a blanket of velveteen praise. You're doing well, very well, pleasing him deliciously.

The notion alone makes poppers go off in your brain, heightening an already powerful climax. And, although your hand had gone static around Gallon's length for a while now, you feel something wet and gross coat your fingers as well, the monster still making broken cries by the time you click back to reality.

Curiously, you take in a most interesting sight.

Gallon has turned... Several shades lighter. He looks almost pallid.

Is that- Oh. The realization that you've quite literally drowned one of your workers in your higher's seed is utterly rotten in the most tantalizing way, sparking a few last pulses of arousal before you can finally relax a little.

You'd lick him just to see if he tastes like Krulu, but slimes never really taste good no matter what you do to them- Something Morell would disagree on, for sure, but you have your convictions about the matter.

" Oho- " You giggle, fetching Gallon's head even as it melts slightly into your grasp when he leans onto the tender contact. " I gave you a little makeover, hm? "

It takes a moment before the bartender understands what you're saying, taking a more thoughtful look at himself and blinking at the washed out, creamy coloration he's acquired.

" Ah- I- That has never happened to me before... " The slime marvels, even his spent dick is now a buttermilk sort of yellow.

When you pull out of him, gentle even if it's not necessarily required, you get treated to a view of Gallon trembling and leaking excess seed from several parts of his body, a small puddle of cum gathering on the floor.

" A- Ahh ff- Gods. " He exhales, rendered a total mess.

Smirking, and more than a little heated by the display, you grab a random towel of his to clean your junk, mildly dabbing at your legs in the process before pulling your work dress back down. You haven't exactly flagged, it'd be hard to after seeing your cum gratuitously seep off your whorish staff member like that.

" Thanks for the black widow, Gallon, you didn't have to. " You joke, ready to leave him there, still half-melted like a candle of cum.

The bartender flicks his prong off his face. " It was... My pleasure. "

#Gallon oc #monsterfucker #monster x reader #terato #terato tag #not sfw #minors dni

[yuikomorii]

After thinking more deeply about it, people shouldn’t get mad when seeing the majority shipping AyaYui because they are the most perfect for each other…not always in the good way. They are both obsessive weirdos that are unable to communicate properly and end up doing so much dumb shit that not only hurts them but also the ones around them.

Now I’m not saying they are the most problematic characters in the game, but they just are such menaces for whoever is connected to them. They be wondering why Yui wouldn’t make such a good couple with Subaru and Azusa but the reason is that they’re exactly too soft for her. They just want a kind and motherly girl but Yui keeps putting them in uncomfortable situations, doesn’t respect their boundaries and is unable to comprehend their introversion. Ik she was in a dangerous situation at first but that’s over after the second game, isn’t it? They started dating so if that’s what she truly wanted, she has to take responsibility for that and bring her brain to work.

Now about Mr. Yours Truly, he wasn’t irredeemably bad in the first game but he was such an asshole, let’s be frank. After the first game, Yui started treating him poorly or, again , not paying attention to whatever he was going through but I just couldn’t feel bad for him. They both fucked eachother up so bad but in an equal way so I can’t say any of them is better than the other, like some of their individual fans do. I’m not saying this about the Admin but some Yui and Ayato stans must actually hate the characters and only love their fanon version of them. Just because they forgive their abusers and are friendly doesn’t make them the kindest character anyone has ever seen. They did too many bad things to be considered the kindest and I’m not gonna follow the “they went insane” excuse because I really don’t care. All characters are insane and broken but not all of them did as much shit as they did.

I’m not justifying anything from that dick but e.g. when Karlheinz commits a genocide to make ghouls, he is said to have abused his powers and is evil but when Yui commits a genocide because her cute Ayato-kun 〜 died and kills all living things on both worlds, that’s seen as romantic? Like that’s extremely evil and selfish of her too. Or when others complain about the vampires being possessive and jealous, when Yui is the same person that stabbed Shu and threw him in the dungeon afterwards out of jealousy and she also paralysed Ayato then used him as her pleasure slave only because he drank blood from other chicks. Again, I’m not excusing them but she’s just as worse when triggered enough. All the fanwars are stupid when the game only has characters that wouldn’t be perceived as mentally sane or innocent angels in real life.

// Uuh… you kinda worded it a bit too harshly but I do get where you come from.

The thing is Yui, Ayato, Azusa, Subaru and Yuma are characters described by Rejet as either pure or kind-hearted, yet this doesn’t mean they necessarily have to be saints sent from above 24/7. Good people can react horribly under stress, pressure or shock. Yes, they can do wrong stuff and treat others badly as a result, but this doesn’t mean they have a bad soul. Trauma is not the same from person to person and everyone reacts to it differently. It can turn good people into monsters depending on the severity of the circumstances and some might never come back to their original nature. And, even if they do, this will not excuse their actions, but as long as they try to change for the better and take accountability, I believe they deserve a second chance.

Rejet makes Yui go mad in some endings and After stories to demonstrate that she is capable of doing something as awful as the Diaboys if an event hits her hard enough, just like it did to them. And, to be honest, that's realistic. Of course, not the story, but the fact that every person, no matter how strong, has a breaking point.

Speaking of the genocide committed by Yui, the reason why it’s considered romantic is not the deed itself, but the fact Yui created an Ayato ghoul after exterminating everything, only because she wanted to be killed by the man she loved. I think this was the only time Yui seriously used her brain, and the fact she was crazy when doing that, makes it hilarious.

As for the Yandere endings, Yui does that to Shu in MB, if I recall correctly but it was so unexpected because she really didn’t get any vibes throughout the route, therefore I guess it was just random writing. In Ayato’s route, the obsessive tendencies were obvious when she started looking through Ayato’s swimsuit magazines and tried measuring her boobs to the ones of those girls. I was pretty sure she would pull a possessive move on him later on, lol.

Truth be told, I don't mind that in fictional couples as long as they're both obsessed with each other and it's not one-sided. Besides, it’s funny how even Ruki called Yui “Ayato obsessed” in CL.

As a DL fan, I understand that no character is a total green flag because they all display toxic behavior in regular circumstances, no matter if intentional or not. Nonetheless, that shouldn’t stop us from loving them. Some people prefer the softer aspects of DL, while others prefer the darker, but keep in mind that those who prefer talking well about their favs don't want to be always reminded of all the bad things they did, especially if those characters regret them or weren't in the best mental state at the time.

#admin

[ripplestitchskein]

I have this overarching theory that this entire show, this entire thing is Blitzø building a new circus he can run to replace the one he burned down and be better than his father. Ever since The Circus and their conversation under the tree I’ve been mulling this over and the rest of the episodes kept giving me more in service of this idea. I haven’t read any interviews to this effect so no idea if this has already been discussed, apologies if so, but there’s a lot of little hints at this:

We got Moxxie and Millie doing acrobatics together in multiple episodes like C.H.E.R.U.B.S and Ozzie’s. Both of them love to perform, as a duo and separately.

Eventually we’ll get Barbie Wire on her tightrope once they make up.

Fizz the clown. He no longer works for Mammon after all.

Ozzy as a ringmaster. (His place even has a big ole circus tent right on top and he’s dressed the part.)

Stolas doing paperwork and admin because the absolute cutie loves words and contracts.

Octavia handling the Oddities and Curiosities section based on her taxidermy interests.

Verosika is an entertainer, singing dancing, etc. and I’m sure we’re getting more for her coming up.

Striker does knife and sharpshooter work.

Loona is a little harder since we haven’t been given a lot for her yet. Her role in the circus many became more apparent as the season moves forward. Based on what we have seen knife throwing could be a fit or magic since she does so much with the grimoire and has enough magic for a human disguise, something even Octavia who is actively being taught magic didn’t have. I don’t want to decide until she’s more fleshed out. ( Ive seen the reasoning for her limited role as being behind the scenes situations with the VA losing their partner but I’m not 100% sure on that.)

Even if it’s just symbolic or just a visual theme I love it. But I honestly kinda think it might be literal by the end? Blitzø didn’t want to be an assassin after all, he wanted to run a circus and have an office to do it from, showing he doesn’t even necessarily want to be IN the circus himself.

It would be such a cool way to go.

#helluva boss #helluva boss theory #Stolitz

[febuwhump]

can i ask whats up w the bees thing? i keep seeing it pop up in whump circles but is it literally just like bee stings? or is it code? im so out of the loop...

so to my knowledge, febuwhump is one of, if not the only, whump challenge that crowdsources and votes on prompts. (especially at a large scale.) i, as admin, do not actually decide anything other than 100 of your prompts for you to then choose from.

so other whump challenges are just out there coming up with this stuff on their own with no peer review system, and a few years ago, whumptober had a prompt that was just the word "bees". and this got. a reaction. it was funny! we all thought it was funny! and silly! and ridiculous! like it would of course be sitting alongside prompts like "poisoned" or "chained" or "knife-point" or whatever. bees.

just.

bees.

and that's funny.

in some ways, its a good prompt. in many other ways, in a whump challenge specifically, its not. and that's funny

(we also love and respect whumptober so this is no shade, they know what they did and they must know it was hilarious)

so its really not code. i tried to persuade people to vote for bees last year and no one did, and this year i just thought it would be funny to shine a spotlight on it, try to get people to vote for it, the silly little prompt "bees" as a throw back and a poking fun of whumptober's unironic use of it a few years back.

that's truly all the lore there is!

and i totally, 100% know, that people are going to see the prompt list this year, and if "bees" has made it in they will post their snarky little tags comments about it being a dumb prompt, and they will not know that its there as a joke, and that's totally fine! they are not in on it!

anyway. it's funny to me and that's why we're doing it. along the way, i think some people did start to see the potential in the prompt however, so now its got an excited little fanbase made up of people who think its funny and people who really just want to write about the raven cycle or their blorbo being allergic to bees

if it doesn't make it in, we might just have to host a febubees day on march 1st, like we did 2 years ago for the prompt clowns not making it through. it has earned that much

#bees #hope this helps!