#I've been hearing this shit since 2015

[lyak12]

Food Poisoning

A/N: I've read a few days ago that our one and only Lucy Bronze played with food poisoning in the 2015 world cup quarter finals... I haven't been able to stop thinking about it, and @helen-with-an-a and I have been talking this through for a good while, haha. I mean, Lucy is basically super human at this point, but I still had to rewrite it. It takes place at the semi-finals of the last World Cup and I'm really putting Sarina on the spot here and making her a bit of the bad guy... I just want to clarify that I don't have anything against her. I just needed a bad guy and she happened to be there. Also you're in for a long one, we're talking almost 7k... my longest one yet. I hope you like it though and thanks again for the help @helen-with-an-a 💕

w/c: almost 7k

Warnings: Throwing up, pain, a bit of Angst and arguments

It is the world cup and you won the quarter finals. Tomorrow is the big day. The semi finals. It's not your first world cup but you're still a bit anxious. You want to win this. You want this not only for the team but especially for Lucy. She finally deserves the world cup title.

Tomorrow however were the semifinals and they were at least just as important if not more than the final itself.

Lucy and you have been dating for a while and it's openly known in the team but that also means during tournaments you usually get diffrent roommates. Which neither of you mind since you're there to play football not to share a room. You're currently sharing a room with Leah and you love it. You two get along so well.

As you wake up that morning the nerves in your belly are already building. You're an early bird so you're getting up before Leah and take your time in the bathroom. You're also always the first to text your girlfriend good morning.

Today however instead if receiving a good morning back LJ, Lucy's roomie, texted you if you're awake already. You immediately text back, wondering why she's texting you this early but with the next message you understood why.

'I don't know what's wrong but Lucy is not feeling great. She didn't want me to text you but I think you'd want to know and come check on her' - LJ texts

'I'll be right there' - you immediately text back and grab your stuff before jogging over to their room. LJ lets you in and you ask "What's wrong?" However Lauren doesn't even have to answer as you hear Lucy throwing up in the bathroom. You quickly throw your things on the bed before making your way into the bathroom.

"Shh, it's okay. I got you, love", you say as you gather her hair that fell out of the bun and start to rub her back. She just retches again before she coughs and says "I told LJ not to text you." "Yeah well, I'm glad she did. Are you done?", you ask softly and she just nods. You help her up and guide her to the sink as you flush the toilet.

Looking at your girlfriend, you can tell she is still feeling like utter shit. "Shh deep breath, what's wrong Baby?", you say as you slip your hand under her shirt and rub her back slightly. She feels a bit sweaty but you put that off on the throwing up.

"I don't know, I'll be okay. I just need a second", Lucy says trying to convince herself she's fine. You hand her some water and she drinks a few sips before the both of you make your way back into her room.

"You okay, Bronzey?", Lauren asks softly and Lucy just nods but Lauren can see in your eyes that you're worried. Lucy quickly gets dressed before all three of you make your way to breakfast. You can see that your girlfriend is still nauseous and you honestly don't know what she wants at breakfast but if there's one thing, it's that Lucy has her own mind.

In the elevator you rub over her back slightly and she gives you a weak smile, trying to act like she's fine. Before you get in to the dining hall you pull her aside a bit and ask again "Baby, I can see you're not okay. Are you sure you want to get breakfast? We can go lay down again for a bit if you like." Your eyes betray how worried you are but Lucy just shakes her head and smiles softly before saying "I'm okay, we need the fuel for the game this afternoon."

You just sigh but know better than to fight with her right now. Maybe she'll feel better after breakfast. You have until lunch to rest and do some more recovery. Maybe Lucy will feel fine again in a few hours.

You can hope right? You sit with her at breakfast and your eyes are constantly on her as she slowly eats her food. You can tell it's getting harder for her to swallow with every bite. "Don't force it, Babe", you say softly as you rub her thigh but she just answers "I need the energy for later."

You just watch her worriedly and Leah and Keira, who are sitting at the table with you share a concerned look too. Lucy's free hand rests on her lap, holding her stomach as she forces herself to take another bite.

You can see Lucy starting to get really nauseous again as her chewing slows down. She's just desperately trying to swallow but you're scared she's about to blow again. Her breaths are deep but a bit to fast for your liking. However you're not saying anything as she tries her hardest to battle her stomach silently.

Before you know it she gets up and quickly makes her way to the bathroom with you right behind her. She barely makes it to the toilet before she throws up her breakfast and even a bit more. "Shh it's okay, Luce. I'm here", you say soothingly as she gathers her bearings, seeming to be done for now.

You grab some toilet paper and rub her mouth gently as she takes a few deep breaths. Getting up she walks to the sink before holding on to the the counter and grabbing her stomach slightly. You flush the toilet and walk up to her, resting a hand on her back gently before you carefully lay your hand on her belly. Stroking it gently with your thumb you feel her abs clench as her stomach cramps.

"Oh Babe, you're really not looking too hot", you say softly and press a kiss to her temple. "I'm okay", she just says and gets herself back together. "Luce, that was the second time you threw up. You're not okay", you say gently but she just looks at you seriously and says again with a bit more force "I'm okay."

You just sigh as she freshens up for a second and you both make your way back to breakfast. She sits back down and continues to eat as you just watch her concerned. "You okay, Bronzey?", Leah asks and Lucy just nods, the look in her eyes telling Leah to let it go. After breakfast you quickly talk to Leah and LJ that you'll spend time until lunch with Lucy, just to be there if something is wrong and they just nod. LJ telling you that she'll stay out of the room to give you two some privacy, eventhough that's not what you asked for.

As you knock on their door LJ opens it before grabbing her stuff and saying quietly to you "Make sure she's okay." You just nod and thank her before walking fully into the room. Lucy sitting on the bed with her iPad rewatching the last Australia game to prepare some more for the game this afternoon.

"Didn't you want to roll out your muscles?", Lucy asks confused as she sees you standing in the room. "I can do that while I keep an eye on you", you say, lifting up your blackroll. "Y/n/n, I'm fine", she tries but you immediately say "Lucy, save that for someone else. I can tell you're not. You're pale as a sheet of paper and I can tell you're in pain."

She just looks up at you as you pause the game and put her iPad aside, sitting down next to her. "Be honest with me", you say softly as you rest a hand on her back and one on her hand on her stomach, which she was still holding tightly.

She's silent for a few moments as she sorts her thoughts. She grimaces slightly as her stomach cramps and closes her eyes for a second, the fact that you saw that let's you know that's he's willing to let you in, at least a bit for now. You gently rub her hand with your thumb and ask "Why don't you lie down and rest a bit?"

She immediately shakes her head and says "I'll get sick again if I lay down." Your heart breaks at that. Its been a while since you've seen her physically so unwell. You slide a bit closer and say "Lean against me then." She does without much hesitation as you start rubbing her back. You can tell that she has been getting increasingly more nauseous since you first stepped into the room. "Shh deep breaths, you'll be okay", you say softly as you kiss her head.

She lasts about five minutes before she peels out of your arms and jogs to the bathroom once again. Finding yourself holding her hair back and rubbing her back again, you sigh softly. Why today?

"Oh love, what's wrong with your stomach? You think it's a bug?", you ask softly once she calms down a bit. She just shrugs as she rests her head on her arm, still unbelievably nauseous. Coughing a bit she gags again harshly. You get up and drench a cloth in cold water before coming back and resting it on her neck.

She slowly calms down a bit more and takes a few deep breaths. "Shh, good job, love, you're doing so good", you say softly as she leans back into you a bit. "This doesn't seem like a bug", she mumbles and you know what she means. You've seen her with a stomach bug, but she has never thrown up so much.

You grab the cloth and gently wipe her face as you say "Maybe it was something you ate?" She just shrugs as she tries to relax into you a bit. "Why today? How am I supposed to play my best like this?", she asks and you frown before you say "Babe, you're not playing like this." She turns around and looks at you as she says serious "I am playing, this is not up for debate."

You decide to not argue with her right now so you just sigh and ask "Are you done for now love?" She just nods and you help her up and to the sink where she freshens up.

She sits down on the bed and you hand her some water and electrolytes. That's one thing you never have to worry about, thankfully, she'll always drink, even if it comes right back up. She sips on the drinks as she grabs her iPad again and continues watching the game.

You can't help but sigh at that. You know how stubborn your girlfriend can be. You walk over to her and press a kiss to her head before deciding to roll out your muscles. There is no way for you to stop Lucy in watching that game. Might as well do your own recovery so you're ready for this afternoon.

"Will you please at least lean against the headboard, honey?", you ask as you move to the floor with your roll. She looks at you before complying hestiantly. "Thank you", you say and take off your hoodie, leaving you in a sports crop top because doing this in a normal shirt gave you the ick.

You focus on your own recovery and roll out your tense muscles while every once in a while looking at Lucy. And more than not you find her looking back at you. "I thought you wanted to watch the game?", you tease gently trying to not worry so much and keep the tone light. "Looking at the screen makes me dizzy", Lucy admits and you just frown.

"I really don't think you should play", you say as you keep rolling out your muscles and Lucy just warns "Y/N." "I'm just saying", you say again and focus on your recovery. Lucy turns off her iPad and keeps watching you as you do your recovery.

Every once in a while she sips on her drinks but you can tell she's feeling pretty crappy. Once you're done you, you get up and sit back down next to her. She just looks at you and you sigh softly before taking her in her your arms.

"I'm sorry you're not feeling well", you mumble and kiss her head. You can feel that she's slightly warm. She doesn't say anything but you can tell she's about to throw up again. "You want me to get you a bucket or bathroom?", you ask softly but she just gets up and runs back to the bathroom.

Sighing again you get up and follow her once more. Lucy is coughing and gagging harshly again as she throws up the water and whatever is left from her breakfast. "Oh Baby", you say softly as she rests her head on her arm and catches her breath. It's this moment where the cramps are really settling in. She grabs her stomach and retches again before spitting into the toilet once more and flushing.

You rub her back and ask softly "Done?" She just nods and you help her freshen up and back in bed. "Are you sure you don't want to try to nap, love?", you ask gently but she just shakes her head as she curls up because of the cramps. You gently pull her into your arms and rest your hand on her belly. "May I?", you question and she nods hesitantly.

You had about half an hour before lunch, so you spend the time rubbing your girlfriend's belly, trying to make her feel a bit better somehow. Eventhough she relaxes a bit Lucy's cramps don't really get any better.

As it's lunch time Lucy is adamant to join you, and you just let her even if you want nothing more than have her lay down. LJ and Leah look at Lucy worried, she looks like crap but she still sits down and eats with them.

"Lucy, you really should lay down and try to get some rest. Playing is not a good idea", Leah says and Lucy just answers "Thats not for you to decide." Leah wants to argue but you just shake her head. Lucy is not in her right mind.

You don't have much time after lunch before you're meeting at the bus to drive to the arena, so you quickly escorting Lucy back to her room, followed by LJ. She barely makes it there before she throws up her lunch again. She's shaking slightly.

"Alright that's it. You're staying here", you say but Lucy answers with her head still over the toilet "I'm not. I'll not sit this one out."

"Are you serious?! Lucy, you can't keep anything down!",

"And?",

"And?! That's fucking insane to even think about playing? You're obviously in no condition to play!",

"I'm FINE", Lucy says but only throws up again.

"You're not fine, stop lying to yourself!", you yell and she just looks at you, before saying "I will play today, deal with it."

You just stare at her. "You know what? Fine. But I'm not gonna be there to scratch you off the floor when you collapse", you say and get up before you step out of the bathroom. You walk past Lauren and out of the room before making your way to your own room.

Everyone knows that's a lie. You'll take care of her but you'll still be mad.

"Is she coming? Did she get sick again?", Leah asks as you storm into the room. "Yes she is and of course she did", you say as you throw your hoodie on the bed and angrily pack the rest of your bag. "Hey. This is not your fault. That's just how Bronzey is", she says softly as she puts a hand on your shoulder. You look up with tears in your eyes and say "But that's just reckless. She couldn't keep anything down today, Leah. Nothing. She's in no state to play. Why can't she understand that?"

Leah sighs softly and says "I don't know but I know you did everything you could. Maybe Sarina doesn't let her play." You just sigh and sit down on your bed. Tears are still running down your cheeks as you mumble "I'm just scared something will happen to her." "I know, but she'll be okay. And if we're lucky she'll learn out of it?", Leah says and you just look at her with a raised eyebrow. You both laugh softly before Leah wraps her arms around you and pulls you in a hug. "She'll be okay Y/n/n", "I hope you're right", you mumble and calm down a bit.

You get dressed and ready before you head to the bus. Asking one of the medics for some of these emisis bags you sit down next to Lucy. Eventhough you freshend up and washed your face Lucy can still tell that you've cried and eventhough she's feverish she knows that it's her fault.

Talking to you isn't an option now though because you had your headphones on. Lucy knows you needed the drive to the stadium to sort your head so she just keeps quiet and looks out the window instead. Her stomach still cramping quiet badly but she tries not to show it. However, you can tell. Turning to her slightly you open your arms and let her lean on you before rubbing her belly softly. You still won't talk to her but you don't have the heart to let your girlfriend suffer.

You're about halfway there as you can tell Lucy is about to throw up again. You hand her the bag without a word and she throws up as quietly as she can to not disturb your teammates. As you finally reach the stadium you get up and move to the locker room. You all sit together in the locker room, changed, Lucy clearly miserable but she seems to be focused as your manager and the rest of the coaching staff comes in.

After looking around Sarina asks "Are up okay to play, Lucy?" Lucy just nods and you can't help but snort at that, shaking your head that Sarina would actually let Lucy play. "Something wrong Y/N?", she asks and you just shake your head again. You're part of the starting XI as well, you don't want to risk that spot because you argue with Sarina.

You all head out for warm up before you sit down on the bench to have some water. It's about time to line up. However before you can focus on that you hear Lucy starting to throw up again two spots down. You quickly walk over and rest a hand on her back, rubbing it softly as she throws up some water, clutching her stomach.

You look at her worried but once she's done you're more pissed than worried again so you just get up and head for the tunnel. Everyone can tell your pissed but lucky for them, you're an even better player when you're pissed.

The first half moves along greatly with you scoring at 36 minutes, getting your team in the lead. You're hot and playing well.

During half time break Lucy gets violently sick again on the bench. She's starting to become really feverish and you're really starting to be worried out of your mind. You can tell how bad the cramps are and that she can barely breathe deep without another cramp rocking through the brunettes stomach. "Lucy, this is getting ridiculous! You need to rest!", you say loudly. "I'm fine", she says weakly and you just huff angrily. "Can you continue Lucy?", Sarina asks and your girlfriend just nods. "You can't be serious?!", you ask Sarina angrily.

"Y/N, when Lucy says she can play. She can play", she says and you just look at her surprised before looking at the medics who just shrug. "You're seriously gonna let her play after she once again threw up everything in her? She's shaking and feverish! Do you know how reckless that is?", you ask in disbelief before you hear Lucy from behind you "Babe, calm down." "Oh don't you dare to tell me what to do. We will talk about that later", you snarls at your girlfriend, God you were angry. "You're some reckless people and I honestly don't know how you can even think about letting such a sick player play. Risking her health for what? Since when is winning more important than your players health", you spit at Sarina and the coaching staff.

You know you crossed a line probably but right now you don't give a shit. Leah having heard snippets of it, she walks over to you and pulls you away. "Come on, let's take a breather", she says and you look at her, wanting to yell at her too but her look makes you stop. You let her pull you away and she says "I know you're angry, but yelling at Sarina will only end in her pulling you of the field." You try to calm down but you can't stop the tears in your eyes once again. "I know, but have you seen Lucy? How can they let her play like that?", you ask as you try to swallow your worry. Leah stops moving and takes you in her arms again, holding you close to let you calm down. "I don't know, she'll be okay. You can't do anything for now. Get your head back in the game okay?", Leah says softly and you nod as you take a deep breath.

You get your head back in the game and try your best to not focus on Lucy as the second half starts. In the 59th minute you play another cross which almost ends in a perfect goal from LJ. Almost.

However in the 63th minute Sam Kerr breaks through and you break out in a sprint to catch her. Which you do, however, as she fakes to the right you slip on the artificial turf and fall to the ground. You still manage to kick the ball away slightly but not hard enough. Sam saves the ball and scores, making you even. You just sit on the ground with your head in your hands as you catch your breath. A few of your teammates come over, including Lucy, and help you up, telling you it's not your fault and especially Lucy asking "Are you okay?" You just nod, it had been a bit painful but nothing you can't push through.

Not even two minutes later you get subbed off. You look confused, you've been playing really well. You look at the sideline and see Sarina shaking her head. You walk off, let Alessia come in for you, walking to the bench without looking at Sarina. Did she really pull you off because of one mistake that you couldn't even stop?

You throw yourself in the seat and sip at your water, angry tears burning in your eyes. "Hey, its not your fault", Georgia tells you but you can't really trust that right now. Sarina obviously thinks it is.

You watch the game continue, pissed off. However as Lucy goes down after a tackle you jump up, looking at her worried. She sits up again so you know she didn't pass out but the game continues, also with another goal for you. Everyone on the bench is cheering except you. As Lucy slowly slides of the pitch and the medic makes her way to her you break out in a full run and run to your girlfriend. You can hear Sarina yell your name and tell you to stay but you don't give a shit.

You're there after the medic who is already looking at her knee. "Are you okay, Luce?", you ask worried as you squat down behind her with your hands on her shoulders. She pulls her legs up slightly as another round of cramps wreck havoc in her body. She just shakes her head. "Everything hurts, I can't even breath without my whole body cramping up", she mumbles as the medic gives her some electrolytes. Once she drank something it almost comes right back up. "Yeah you're done, love", you say and the medic nods. Lucy is pissed but knows you're right. That's when the ref stops the game and walks over to the three of you.

"You can't be here", she says to you and you just look at her confused. "I'm off the pitch, what's the problem?", you ask pissed. "Players can't be next to the goal, it doesn't matter if you're playing or not", "I'm checking on my teammate!", you yell at her. She picked the wrong moment to mess with you. Lucy is just staring at the ground trying to keep ber bearings.

"Don't talk to me like that!", the ref says strictly and you just snort before saying "You make a big deal out of nothing. You stop the game with no reason. Go do your job and let me take care of my teammate!"

You crossed a line and you know that.

She blows the whistle and pulls out a yellow card, giving it to you. "Are you serious? What's your fucking problem?", you start to argue again but the ref isn't having it. Before she could do anything else Leah runs between you two and tells you "Y/N get it together! You'll get carded again and miss the final! I know you're upset but shut your mouth!" By the time she finishes talking, Lucy is on her feet again, stumbling but on her feet. You turn away from the ref and rest a hand on Lucy's back as you guide her to the bench. Lucy gets subbed and you sit down on the bench as she almost immediately starts puking again. "Shh you're okay love", you say soothingly as you rub her back. The medic hands you a cold towel and you rest it on her neck, calming her down. "Y/N what the heck was that?!", Sarina says stomping towards you. You just roll your eyes and keep your attention on Lucy. "Don't ignore me!", she yells and you just look up and say clearly, "I'm not gonna apologize."

You can tell she's about to send you in the locker room but then your teammates score another goal. Your focus still stays on Lucy, it's great your in the lead with two but right now you're worried about your girlfriend. She's trembling and tensing every few moments because of the cramps, the heat here not helping. "Shh you'll be alright, my love", you say gently and press a kiss to her warm temple. As she rests her head in her hands you squat in front of her and hold the cold towel to each side of her face, hoping to lower her fever a bit. The final whistle is blown and you press a kiss to her forehead. "We won, Luce. We're in the final", you whisper and the brunette smiles softly.

"I really don't feel good", she mumbles and your heart breaks at that. "I know, let's get you in the locker room", you say gently before looking at the medic and he just nods for you to take her.

You help her up and steady her as she sways. "We gotta get your fever down", you say and she just nods but you can tell she's pretty out of it. You help her undress and guide her in the shower, only taking off your shoes, shorts and shirt. Getting in with her to make sure she doesn't fall. You stay in for almost 20 minutes but by then her fever dropped at least a little. You are pretty cold but you can care less right now.

Your teammates are mostly in the locker room already as you guide Lucy back to her bench and help her get dressed. "Baby, you're cold", she says but you just ignore her. "She's right, we don't want you getting sick before the final", Leah says, laying your towel around your shoulders. You smile softly at her, thanking her.

Once Lucy is dressed, you quickly change yourself. You will shower at the hotel again. You just pull your shirt down as Sarina knocks at the door. Leah tells her that she can come in and by the look on her face you know she's not done with you.

"What the hell were you thinking, Y/N?!", she yells at you. Leah wants to intervene but you're too quick to answer "What was I thinking?" "You got a yellow because you couldn't keep your mouth shut eventhough you weren't even playing!", she yells at you. "Well I wouldn't have if you wouldn't have been so reckless! What on earth made you think it's okay to let Lucy play?", you ask back loudly. You'd not back down and even Leah knows that intervening now will not end well.

"Lucy said she's fine to play!", she yell and you just laugh angrily. "Everyone knows that she doesn't know when to stop. For fucks sake she couldn't keep anything down all day. Any person that can think logically knew that this was a disaster waiting to happen!", you yell and she just looks angrily at you. "Y/N", Lucy tries, not completely out if it anymore but you just turn to her and say "You better be quiet, Bronze. I'm not done with you either." The fact that you last namened her lets her know she's in trouble so she just shuts her mouth.

"I'm not letting you chew me out because I got a yellow. The ref has been waiting to do that all game and we all know that. You subbed me off because I opened my mouth at halftime. I couldn't have prevented that goal and even if I still feel guilty for it, you of all people should know that it was not my fault!", you yell angrily, you're fuming. "You got a yellow, you're lucky you're not suspended for the final!", she yells back.

"Yeah well if you would've acted with the health of your players as top priority, non of this would've happened!", you spit. "Careful or you'll find yourself on the bench for the final!", she threatens and that when Leah knows she has to step in as captain. "Okay that's enough. Let's go all back to the hotel and calm down before we make any hasty decisions", Leah tells and Sarina just glares at you once more before she leaves the locker room.

"Y/N", Lucy tries again but you just warn, "Don't." "I think it's better if you're quiet, Bronzey", Leah says quietly but you can see her trying to hide a smirk. It's rare to see Lucy Bronze not having a cheeky remark. Leaving the seriousness aside, it is kinda funny so you get Leah.

You head to the bus and sit down next to Lucy again. Now that you're calming down, you're starting to feel your knee a bit from that slip but you'll be fine. You're still pretty pissed so you grab your headphones and put them on, closing your eyes as you lean your head back. You can feel Lucy shifting next to you and not settling in the slightest, so you open your eyes and look at the brunette. You can tell she's feeling sick but the cramps seem to be worse than ever. You sigh softly and turn slightly, before you say "Come here." She looks at you unsure and you say again "I may be really mad at you but I still love you. You have 5 seconds to decide if you want my comfort or not."

It doesn't even take one for her to cuddle into you. Most people wouldn't think that but Lucy is a snuggler. Especially when she's not feeling well. You pull her close and hand her one of the bags you have left, just in case before you gently rub over her belly, trying to soothe those angry muscles.

You end up stuck in traffic and thanks to your soft touch Lucy dozes off a bit. Your eyes are closed again and the music kept the other voices from disturbing your peace. "I thought Y/N is mad at Lucy?", a fairly new teammate asks. She's not been on the team for long enough to fully get Lucy's and your relationship. "Oh she is, she's pissed out of her mind", Keira chuckles softly. "But they're cuddling?!", she asked even more confused. "You must know, Y/n/n is that kind of person where she can be unbelievably mad at you, but she'll still make sure you're okay. No matter what. Lucy can mess up badly like right now but Y/N will take care of her until she feels better because she loves her. She would never in a million years let Lucy suffer on her own or not be there for her just because she's mad. They have a special kind of love", Leah explained as a few of your teammates smile at you guys softly.

You feel that you're being stared at, so you open your eyes to find several teammates quickly look away, but not Leah, Keira and LJ. You see their smile and look down to see Lucy asleep on you. You can't help the smile you crack. Your girlfriend is pretty adorable but you'd never let her see that smile right now. You press a soft kiss to her head and lean back again. Eventually, you make it to the hotel and make your way inside. LJ and you switching rooms for the night, so you can make sure Lucy is okay.

You let Leah know that neither of you will attend dinner tonight before you bring Lucy in the room. "Come on, change and then bed", you say and Lucy wants to argue but your look makes her close her mouth again before following your orders. Lucy is about to lie down as Lauren bring you your bag, before grabbing hers and making her way back to Leah. You start boiling some water in the kettle in the room before fishing the hot water bottle out of your bag. Heat often helps your muscles and Lucy too even if she doesn't want to admit it, so you usually bring it. Once you are done prepping it, you sit down at the edge of the bed, lift the blanket and place it on Lucy's stomach. She sighs softly in relief before she looks up at you with teary eyes.

You know that she hates it when you're mad at her. You sigh softly and caress her cheek, before you say "Don't cry, Luce. Everything will be okay." "Do you still love me? I'm sorry", she asks insecure and it breaks your heart. That's definitely mostly the exhaustion talking. "I will always love you. Even when I'm mad, love. Now do me a favor and get some sleep okay? I'll join you after a quick shower", you say as you kiss her forehead lovingly. She doesn't have to be told twice. Not even a minute later she's already dozing off.

You smile and shower quickly, before joining her in bed. You cuddle your sleeping girlfriend for about an hour until there is a soft knock at the door. It opens a second later and you see Leah waking in with a tray. There is some dinner on it for you and some crackers and fresh ginger for tea for Lucy. "I figured you'd be hungry. How's our Bronzey?", she asks softly to not wake Lucy.

"Thank you. She's okay, I think. I'm glad she's sleeping. She's exhausted", you say as you look concerned at your girlfriend. Leah walks up to you and squeezes your shoulder before she says "She looks a bit better already. She'll be okay. Now eat something yourself please okay?" You sigh and nod before you thank her. Leah leaves again and you eat your dinner. You're just done eating as Lucy stirs. You gently push a piece of hair out of her face and ask "How are you feeling, love?" "A bit better", she mumbles and leans into your touch.

You press a kiss to her forehead and ask "Do you think you could keep down some tea?" "I can try", she says with a small smile, so you get up and finish some tea with the fresh ginger.

Once it's done, she sits up and you hand her the mug before sitting down across from her. You can tell the fever is gone and she seems a lot clearer than earlier.

"How mad at me are you?", she asks softly as she looks up at you. "Pretty mad", you say before you sigh. "Lucy, you cannot be so irresponsible. This could've ended badly and you know that", "I know, I'm sorry", she says quietly. You know own she means it but that just isn't enough. "I know you are but you're sorry because I'm mad now. Lucy I need you to understand that I'm not mad because you acted against my wish. I was fucking worried about you. You could've gotten seriously hurt. I need you to be okay and I don't know how often I can go through such a day like today", you say seriously, close to tears. She knows your biggest fear is losing her.

She quickly puts aside the mug and opens takes your hands in hers. "Hey y/n/n, look at me and listen please. I know I messed up. I know I worried you and scared you. And I'm sorry for that. I can only imagine how anxious you must've been all day and I never wanted to be the reason you're feeling like that. We both know I have a problem to know my limits and I know I should've listened to you. I'm truly sorry and I need you to believe me. I try to listen to you next time", she says as she looks into your eyes and you just nod before she takes you in her arms, letting you calm down and let those tears and anxiety out.

"I'm still mad at you", you mumble in her shoulder. "I know, I deserve that", she chuckles softly and kisses your forehead. After a few minutes in her arms, you sut up and say "Now drink that tea." "Yes ma'am", Lucy just say causing you to roll your eyes smiling.

Grabbing the hot water bottle from her stomach she pouts dramatically and you just laugh before you tell her "Relax, I'm gonna make a fresh one for you."

Getting up you limp a step before putting the water back in the kettle and turn it on, shaking your leg out slightly. You're definitely feeling your knee and Lucy can tell immediately. "Let me look at your knee", she says but you answer "Lucy I want you to rest and drink your tea." "Yeah, well I don't want my girlfriend to be in pain either when she takes care of me", Lucy tells you seriously. She'll not back down, you know that.

You sigh, finish up the hot water bottle and make your way back to bed. Laying the hot water bottle next to her she gets up and tell you to sit down so she can check on your knee. If there is one person to know everything about knees it's Lucy. She can tell how tense the muscles are, probably overstretched a bit. She massages them a bit, which is pretty uncomfortable but ultimately helps.

"Make sure one of the physios takes a look at that tomorrow and gets you taped up", she says softly and you nod, before you thank her. "Not for that", she says and presses a kiss to your knee before getting back in bed. You cuddle up next to her and place the hot water bottle back on her stomach.

Both of you head to sleep pretty early but she does finish her tea and even eats a few crackers without throwing up again. The next morning, you wake up in her arms. You turn off the alarm and she opens her eyes to look sleepily at you. "Morning, I missed this", she mumbles before kissing your head. "Me too", you say smiling before gently rubbing over her stomach. "How's your tummy?", you ask and she answers "Sore but definitely not as queasy anymore."

You just smile satisfied and cuddle for a few more minutes before you get ready for breakfast.

Once down in the dining area you kiss her cheek and say "Sit down already, I'm gonna get us something to eat." She nods and sits down next to Leah. You come back a few minutes later with two plates only to find Lucy and Leah looking at Leah's phone watching the game from yesterday. More precisely the scene where you got a yellow.

"Why are you watching that?", you whine slightly as you place a plate of toast, some cucumber and some watermelon. "I don't remember much of the game yesterday, I wanna know why you got carded", Lucy says grinning and you just roll your eyes. "The ref has been waiting all game for that", you grumble and Leah just chuckles before she says "And thanks to her you're also on bad terms with Sarina." You just sigh and rub over your face, all of that making your head hurt slightly.

Lucy rests a hand on your thigh and makes you look at her. "Thank you for standing up for me", she says softly. "You're welcome, but you better don't do it again, Bronze", you say with a raised eyebrow. She winced slightly at being last named again. "Understood", she says before pressing a kiss to your temple

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[fuck-your-chickenstrips-hoe]

Forever and always, Mi Amor 🤞🏾

E42 Miles G Morales

part: 1

Warnings: Nothing too big. Light swearing,Miles is AGED UP ( he's around 18, pushin’ 19.) For people in the back, READER IS BLACK. (Reader is also about 18-19) Reader uses she/they/her pronouns (If this picks up more traction I will translate it for our he/him’s and our they/them’s.) Bad Spanish (Spanish is NOT my first language, i’m still learning little by little, so if im saying anything wrong PLEASE tell me so i can fix it.) Miles is a bit of an OOC, cause there’s like not any official material other than his ability to rizz himself up. Miles is healed/ healing from his father’s death. This isn’t edited, so if there’s bad grammar, keep it to yourself please, this is my first official fic since my dingy wattpad days, so let me warm up. LOTS OF DIALOG

Summary: You just wanted to take your boyfriend out to dinner.

It's about 5:15 pm when you enter Miles’s apartment. He had given you a key as soon as he moved out of his momma’s house a few months ago, going on about how if you needed a place to hide from the outside world, you’d always have a place to go. “Miles! ¿Mi amor,dónde estás?” (my love, where are you?) You call out wandering through his apartment. You knew he had to be somewhere because his 2015 Mercedes-Benz c300 was parked outside. “Miles, baby, are you home?” Calling again as you reach the hallway that leads to his bedroom, “He has to be in his room.”, You conclude as you hear the low bass of what was hoped was his music. Looking around as you walk, you see pictures of his family (mainly his uncle and his dad) and a couple of paintings you made him for past birthdays.

When you finally make it to his bedroom door, you fling it open. “Miles! ¿Así que aquí es donde te escondes?” ( so this is where you’ve been hiding) Miles flinched at the sudden noise, putting his gadget aside as he turned in his desk chair to face you. “Oh, Hey mami,” He says with his hand over his heart, trying to recover from your little jump scare. “¿Qué pasa?” (what’s up)

“Nothing’ really. Just thought I should stop by, 'cause I miss you ‘n shit.” You say as you slot yourself between his legs so you can look down into his rich cinnamon-colored eyes. “Well ain't you know how to make a man feel special?” He says as he places his hands around your waist. “Baby, I was just about to put this sucka down and go for a run.” He says, referencing his discarded gadget. “You can stay here unless you want to come with me. I'm always up for a running partner” He follows up with a smirk and wiggling eyebrows. “Nah, baby. You know how much cardio I ‘ate doin’ cardio.” You scrunch your nose in mock disgust as you motion for him to push back his seat, which he complies with. “What’s this gadget ‘bout ?” You ask as you place yourself on his lap. “Oh, this?” He wraps his arm around your waist as he spins the chair to grab his contraption. “I’ve been tweaking it for a while, but it’s supposed to be a power dampener. I’m not sure if it works, but it’s something I've been experimenting with.” He looks back and forth between you and his work. “¿Quieres echar un vistazo,princesa?” ( you wanna take a look, princess?) You smile brightly as you nod. “Yes please!!!” Miles gives you a soft half-smile in return as he hands it over. “It ain't perfect, but I think it needs a new processing chip and more stabilizers here, here, here, and right there.”

You follow his long nimble fingers as he points out specific areas on his machine. “Oh, and the circuiting! I haven't finished with that, but at the….” You didn’t catch the rest of his rant, too caught up in how his eyes seem to glow with excitement as he goes on and on about his work.

“And that’s how….Baby… Hey…” He snaps you out of your trance. “Am I nerding you out? I seemed to have lost ya?” You feel your face grow hot at the call-out. “No, baby! You was doing just fine. Just got a little lost at how you need to wire the-um.. the..thingy.” You say sheepishly. Robotics was never your thing. “Yes, the thingy.” He teased as he gently removed his work from your hands. “I'm glad you are at least a little interested in what I do, even when I nerd out…You know I love it when you take an interest in me.” He says, smiling down at you. “Well I think it's hot when you nerd out, and even if I didn’t- which will never happen- I’ll always be invested in you.” You say as you cup his cheek, which he leans into.

“When did I get so lucky…” He mumbles to himself in your hand. “You got lucky because I'm a sucker for men that want to heal themselves. Now, I wanna hear more about this… this power dampener!” You say in hopes to continue seeing his eyes light up. “Oh, um, sure.'' Miles smiles lightly. “So the goal of the device is to create a disturbance in the electrons of an object. The effects of it depend on the range between the power source and my machine.” As you listen, Miles's facial expressions light up, and he begins to move his hands animatedly. When he looks down into your eyes, he’s shocked by how genuinely interested you are. “Baby, has anyone told you how fuckin’ smart you are?” You hum as you nip at his cheek. “Oh..Um” Miles was taken aback by the intensity of your praise. “Awh- Well- Not- Not recently…No..” He says with a chuckle trying to deflect. “You might be biased, mami.” He kisses your cheek. “Thank you, but I promise I'm just your average tech guy.” You snort at his dismissive behavior. “Now why would I be biased?” You quirk a brow. “Are you callin’ me a liar? Cause you know I’d NEVER lie to you, Mi Amor. Lo llamo como lo veo.”(I’m calling it how I see it) You state with no room to argue. Your boy needs to know how special he is.

“Well… I mean” Miles gives a dramatic sign. “Well if MY GIRL says I’m smart, then who am I to argue?” He gives one of his cocky-ass smirks. “Ain't that the truth!” You puff out your chest with pride. It always makes you ecstatic when he calls you HIS GIRL. “Well now that MY MAN knows how smart he is, do you think he’ll be smart enough to let HIS GIRL bring him to dinner after his run? My treat since he always pays.” You say with a smirk of your own. Miles considers the idea for a moment. “Well, I might as well be a genius because who am I to say no? But no promises on you paying.” He responds as he reachs out to flick your forehead. “Nope.” You emphasize the ‘p’ with a pop, grabbing his hand before it makes contact. “I'm gonna pay for everything because you quite literally refuse to let me pay for shit.” You huff as he keeps trying to assault your forehead with finger flicks.

He lets out a chuckle-the that makes his chest rumble-as he finds it amusing how passionate you are about paying. “¿Qué tiene de divertido?(what’s so funny) I wanna know, too,asshole!” You whine feeling left out. “Es nada.(it’s nothing) I just find your determination endearing.” Your face grows increasingly hot. “Well… Good! ‘Cause this determination’s going to make sure your takin’ care of. You might as well call me your sugar mommy for the night.” You wink and blow him a kiss as you get off his lap to sit on his bed. “So tell mommy where you wanna go” You jest wagging your fingers. “ Ha-” He stifles a laugh. “Well then….Mommy, there’s that new steak place you’ve been wanting to try out. Although it's a 'lil expensive… So we can split the bill."

Miles tries to play it slick. “Eres gracioso.(you’re funny) If you want steak, then we’ll go have steak. But don’t think for a moment that I ain’t got it like that. You and I both know my ass makes enough to order half the menu and then do it again tomorrow.” It upsets Miles sometimes how hard you work. Splitting your time between getting your degree, working at your paid internship, and braiding hair on the weekends, you barely have time for yourself…or him. “I know, Mi Amor.” He says, moving to kiss your forehead. “Solo estaba jugando. (I was just playing) I know you got me.” He says, planting his kiss, causing you to pout. “Why the long face, baby girl?'' Miles teased as he pushed a stray braid behind your ear. “You just got to be difficult. Just let me take care of ya.” He smiles and rubs his hand against your brown skin. “You’re gon have to make me.” He jests with a shine in his warm brown eyes. “Is that a challenge, Mr. Moralas?” Your pout turned into a wicked grin. “I'm afraid so, baby girl.” His heart kicks into gear at the sight of your grin. “Well, then you best hurry up and get to ya runnin’ then? Wouldn’t want you to skip that delicious cardio, now would we?” You mock, trying to push the process of dinner. “There’s no way you just called cardio delicious.'' Miles finds himself laughing as he pulls away to find his running shoes. “I can’t help it! You just look so good when you finish a run, I can't be blamed for associating cardio with yummy.” You try to defend yourself. “Suuuure, mami. That’s why.” Sarcasm and an eye-roll quickly follow, causing you to flip him off. “Just hurry up so we can eat.” You jokingly hound as he makes his way back to you. “Yeah, yeah. Im goin’, im goin’! Just give ya man a kiss before he goes, ok? You're my Forever and always, Mi Amor.” This was how you two always departed. It was a way for Miles to express how much he valued you since he learned the hard way that time is precious, and last words hold meaning. “My Forever n’ always, Mi Amor.” You repeat as your lips part. Satisfied Miles kisses you one more time and heads for the door. “I’ll be back.” He calls before he locks the front door behind him.

*Guys, if yall want a part 2, please say so in either my asks or the comments. I won't know if it's good enough to continue if yall don't interact.🤧👍🏾*

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[intersectionalpraxis]

Heyo! As a Canadian, are there any particular ways we can help Palestine? Also, who are the companies actively shipping shit to israel?

Hello! Thank you so much for the question. I'd first like to take the opportunity to state that the federal government in Canada right now -the Trudeau Government -has been terribly consistent with supporting the IOF. For DECADES -since the creation of the settler state (which should not be a surprise to anyone, of course), Canada has a LONG 'diplomatic' history of being pro-Isnotreal. For folks who don't know/aren't aware, since we often hear about/talk about the US's imperialistic policies and actions against many communities around the world (which, again is understandable given the billions in military aid they give to Isnotreal and the sheer amount of militaristic aggression and violence the US unleashes daily to people they deem a 'threat' to their empire) -but I always remind folks to not forget that Canada is equally awful and problematic.

The Trudeau government, like many MP's across party lines, have supported the IOF and the Trudeau government has denied genocide 'allegations' against Isnotreal at the ICJ. Trudeau is also the one who advocated for a "humanitarian pause," after stumbling on his words a few months ago, and has, from time to time, 'condemned,' the IOF military for going 'overboard' when he trickles in his little empathetic 'we are so concerned for the people in Gaza,' while in the same breath saying the IOF didn't strike hospitals... (side eyes).

These are some recent examples (the first in June, and December of 2023, respectively) -which shows proof that Canada exports weapons to the IOF (but often through the US -the article below addresses this). Since you asked about about which companies are shipping to Isnotreal, the only one I can reference is CN Rail [Canadian National Railway] (which is where some protests have happened), but there aren't any other particular companies I can reference because shipments are done relatively in secret, so there's not a strong/direct paper trail, so to speak. this is an except from the first article below:

"Canada doesn’t normally release many details on defence exports to Israel or other countries. Since 2015, however, the largest annual categories of shipments fall into three categories: bombs, torpedoes, missiles and other explosive devices; aircraft, drones, aero engines, aircraft equipment for military use and electronic equipment; spacecraft and components." "A 2020-2021 study by the House of Commons foreign affairs committee obtained records that shed some light on the goods Canadian firms were seeking permission to export to Israel, including transport vehicles, circuit boards for Israel’s fleet of F-15 and V-22 aircraft and components for radios." "The Canadian-made components that go into each F-35 don’t show up in Ottawa’s records of military goods exports because they are shipped to the United States, where the aircraft’s manufacturer, Lockheed Martin, is based, and Global Affairs Canada does not publish the full value of annual military exports to the U.S."

It is very concerning how the Canadian government operates this way, and we should all be demanding more transparency about arms transfers to the US. Project Ploughshares, the research committee that they spoke about in the first article, is a resource I would look into if you want to learn more about this. They focus on "disarmament efforts and international security specifically related to the arms trade..." I've attached their website below. You can also access previous webinars, reports, and commentary on their page on these topics.

There were 2 successful direct action protests in Canada, one in Winnipeg and the other in Montreal, in November and December of last year, respectively. Both of whom were blocking railways in an effort to raise awareness about Canada supporting and sending arms to Isnotreal.

This also happened recently:

Now, what can be done on our ends? Plenty -sharing and creating posts about what is happening -and telling the world we won't remain silent on the genocide happening in Gaza.

This is the most updated BDS movement list for you to boycott companies and brands that either profit off of or indirectly support the genocide of Palestinian people:

Oxfam also created this small article about what we can do to help which I find is a great start:

Some of the actions include emailing the Prime Minister (they have a template for you to work with), and I wanted to also include emailing your MP's (Members of Parliament), to demand a ceasefire.

There is also a current petition in parliament right now you can sign -it's a demand to a ceasefire, and also demands an investigation into Canadian arms deals/sells in Isnotreal -and for more transparency into this, generally speaking (you can read everything the MP outlines below). This is open until February 19th, 2024. I may also make a separate post about this too:

There are some petitions on change.org I know people have set up, so you can take a look there of course. There is also a source that Oxfam links -they have a section of current events/resources where you can take action. The most recent national march for Gaza was in December 2023 (it took place in Ottawa, on unceded and un-surrendered Algonquin territory -Parliament Hill), and I am sure more will be planned for those able to attend/what is accessible to you.

I know this was quite long, but I hope this offers some direction and clarity, if not encourages more people to look into some of these topics and issues more deeply. Thank you once again for sharing this today. I will also be updating my page soon.

As always, free Palestine!

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[wolfoftheblackflames]

Hello misfits! Your favorite sass master here with another fic! Well I've got several I'm working on but its been awhile since I've posted one to here eh? Enjoy!

Living through Hell: Hazbin Apocalypse AU Pt.1

“Reginald stop the car!” A female voice cried as the driver who was named Reginald looked back at his mistress briefly.

“Of course, Miss Morningstar!” He replied as he soon brought the large black truck to a skidding halt in front of a lone store. “I suggest hurrying, m'lady. we don't want to linger for too long with the hoarde of zombies nearby!” He watched as the tall blonde woman exited the 2015 Knight XV.

Out of the corner of her eye, the woman spotted a grey camo Hummer with wings painted on the hood and the letters U.S.H painted on the sides speeding off with two people laughing, flipping the building off. “Assholes..” She muttered but went inside since her radio picked up a distress call.

The building used to be what looked to be a sub fast food place named Hellway. The blonde looked around and spotted the back room with a trail of blood leading to it. “Shit, they might be hurt pretty bad…”

The groans of zombies outside made the woman move quickly and quietly as her black combat boots trekked along the broken debris. “Mierda…�� She blinked hearing a voice. “Bet those fucks didn't notice I snagged their fucking radio, ammo, and supplies..”

A soft groan escaped the owner as they soon turned their head towards the door opening. “Oh shit… You look worse than I thought.” The owner saw the blonde in the doorway and moved back wincing. “Hey, I'm the one who got the distress call, I'm here to help.”

“Gracias…”

The blonde looked over the wounded figure, a woman who looked to be in her early twenties with beautiful short brown hair, and a soft light brown eye since the other one had been gouged out. “This should do, for now, but I'm going to get you outta here ok?”

“Don't forget the backpack over there too, it's got stuff for you..” The brunette wheezed, pointing to the grey army backpack to the side.

“Thanks, I'm Charlie by the way.” The blonde replied, wrapping the bleeding socket with bandages and a gauze. This earned a slight yet very cute smile making Charlie blush a bit.

“Vaggie… I know sounds dumb right?” The brunette winced, but the sound of glass breaking made her move into Charlie's arms showing there was more wounds on the back. “We gotta move now!” She whispered growling.

Charlie shook her head to clear the gay thoughts as she soon grabbed the heavy army back with one arm, and the smaller woman with the other showing how strong she was underneath her tattered white button up. She soon bolted with both. “Reginald, start the truck now!” She shouted, making the elderly man in the driver seat nod. “Right away Miss Morningstar!”

Two dogs both being beautiful black border collies jumped and opened the side door, letting their owner jump in without much hassle. “Nicely done Razzle and Dazzle!” Charlie cooed at her boys.

Reginald soon punched the gas pedal as a hoarde of zombies rushed them, he managed to shake three that managed to latch on off. “Not bad old man.” Vaggie smirked a bit but looked really weak. She was perched in Charlie's lap in the backseat since the latter tossed the bag to the side.

Charlie fished out the first aid kit that was hidden in the back compartment underneath the luxurious display of a flat screen TV, a gaming console, a DVD player, and an inner radio set up. She started using a cloth to apply pressure to the wound on the back, making Vaggie hiss. “Just stay with me, okay?”

“Those look like hooked machete cuts, m'lady. The blade is jagged, so those wounds won't be easy to heal without major scarring.” Reginald replied, making Charlie growl.

“Assholes, why would anyone do this?”

“You're sweet, but listen, word of advice? Don't go helping everyone you meet, you'll be bled dry in this hellhole..” Vaggie winced but due to blood loss she passed out.

Charlie blinked but gave a soft look. “I know but if I can help someone I will..” She muttered as the drive was a long one.

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Her mind drifted to the people she tried to help. Some brushed her off and snapped for getting in the way; others straight up demanded the goods she was carrying. It saddened her that she had been forced to use violence on multiple occasions, giving her the reputation and the nickname The Demon Princess for her prowess.

Those eyes drifted out the window as her eyes watched the rocky landscape go by as Reginald made sure to keep the drive quiet and comfortable.

On the drive back, Charlie's mind wandered to before the Apocalypse four years ago, she and her parents were happy and out on a hunting trip. While she hated the fact they killed cute animals, it meant spending time with her mother and father who were always all over one another. Her father Lucifer was the head of Pentagram City, a place where each district was named after the seven deadly sins, as a way to get back as his old friends since they casted him out when he decided to help his wife Lilith, a well known crime boss who refused to bow down to anyone.

Charlie smiled remembering her aunts and uncles, they were so nice to her if some were a bit strange. Though when Lilith disappeared one night, the whole world went to shit. Some blame Lilith and Lucifer for unleashing an apocalyptic nuke on the world, others revered them as gods of worship. Both sides left a bad taste in the blonde's mouth. One hand others scorned her and her family, trying to dupe, outwit, or possibly kill them, while the other half were creepy cult fanatics who acted like the seven sins forming new communities within the old ones.

Reginald was one of the old servants of the Morningstar manor, a kind elderly gentleman who felt like a lovable grandpa. He taught Charlie to shoot, scavage, and survive the new world when her own father went into hiding. He was often dressed in a casual black suit with a white shirt, and black bowtie. His wife Ester had died of old age prior, but was Charlie's nanny. The old man often spoiled Charlie too, saying that she was like his own grandchild, and was very protective much like the dogs Razzle and Dazzle.

The butler looked sadden seeing his mistress deep in thought, and yet she was being so caring despite the trauma she had. “M'lady it seems we've possibly gained a new ally. At least it won't be just us four anymore.” He piped up, making Charlie come out of her thoughts. “Makes this old man happy to see you have a friend close to your age..”

“Mhm… I hope so..” The blonde replied with a soft look. Her eyes were a rare trait. They shined like rubies alongside her beautiful platinum blonde hair and pale skin. She resembled someone with albinism to some degree. It made other children steer clear of her despite how friendly she appeared.

Reginald was the first outsider to call her cute and charming, he remembered how he found her curled up in his black suit jacket one stormy night since her parents were away that weekend. He smiled fondly at the memory. Another memory was Charlie's first suit since she wanted to dress more masculine and be seen as more like herself than some prissy noble doll. He smiled watching the teen wear a very cute red suit which mimicked what Lucifer used to wear. “You've grown so much M'lady, it makes me very proud and teary.”

Charlie giggled as the truck drove up to a small abandoned red brick house that was their base. The dogs easily jumped out first as Reginald carried the backpack inside alongside the rifle his mistress used. “Well I do have the best grandpa.” She teased carrying in the unconscious Vaggie.

He smiled at the comment and went to gather the medical supplies to help the patient. “I assume you'd like to handle it, Miss Morningstar?” He asked as Charlie nodded. “Alright then, I'll go cook us something.” He left the small bedroom leaving his mistress alone.

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Charlie got out some water that had been purified and poured it into a small bowl, she then dipped a cloth into it. “This might sting a little..” She spoke while gently removing the blood soaked bandages on Vaggie's face. She winced seeing the empty socket but carefully wiped around it since an infection there could prove deadly.

The latter hissed as her good eye opened slightly. “Sorry!” She heard Charlie say as the blonde flinched back. “So how bad is it?” Vaggie asked as her stomach churned from the headache.

“W-well..” Charlie scratched her cheek a bit. “There's a few jagged marks since an x was carved into it, it seems like whoever did this was brutal, Reginald says it was the work of a machete.” She sheepishly stated, though, applied rubbing alcohol to a clean cloth. “I need to disinfect it…”

“Do what you gotta do. I can't move anyway..” Vaggie groaned, closing her eyes, making the x on her left eyelid seen even more. Charlie felt bad seeing it, but she then rolled up a free cloth. “Hmm?”

“Bite down on this..” The blonde offered since it was better than biting the tongue.

“Gracias…”

The process of cleaning the wounds was long, but the pain did keep Vaggie awake, though she was grateful for the cloth she was biting down on. Charlie got to the smaller woman's back and blinked, her eyes widening in horror. “Fuck…” She breathed, seeing the lacerations. “You're seriously one tough woman since you've managed to survive with these wounds…”

This earned a soft chuckle from Vaggie, who then winced feeling Charlie apply a medical gauze to her back. “I used to live with people from my military days, and was also the youngest female soldier there too.” She replied looking back. “They were not the nicest to say the least…”

Charlie winced at the last comment but then blushed a bit. “Sorry but um… Could you move your arms up, please?” She asked as Vaggie chuckled.

“Aren't you polite.” The Latina playfully teased with a soft smile, though she did move her arms to the best the wounds would allow, since Charlie had to wrap her torso. “Wh-what, it's only natural to ask when doing this?”

“Unless the person is out cold?” Vaggie smirked, teasing her some more.

“Hey, you were bleeding from the eye! I had to do something!” Charlie defended looking like a pouting puppy. She soon re-wrapped Vaggie's left eye again with a fresh gauze and bandages. The two were seen laughing a bit as Reginald came in with dinner as it was almost nightfall.

“This is my butler Reginald, he drove us here.” Charlie gestured to the older man.

“A pleasure my lady. It seems M'lady has done quite well patching you up too.” He smiled seeing the handiwork.

Vaggie eyed him a bit, but found he wasn't a threat since he didn't look at her with that gross objectifying gaze Adam usually had. “Vaggie..” She replied, but looked away since he reminded her of the elderly couple her old gang had bullied.

“A lovely name for a young miss. Now please you must be hungry, so eat up.” Reginald commented with a kind smile to his warm green eyes.

Charlie smiled and took a bowl from the tray Reginald was holding. “First bowl is yours, Vaggie.” She grinned, making the smaller woman blink. “Oh uh thanks..”

Reginald took his food with him as he left the girls seeing how Vaggie looked a little uncomfortable around men. “Poor girl.. Though I have to wonder why that Hummer was there in the first place.” He pondered and decided to look into it.

That night the girls rested well with the pair of dogs beside them, though Reginald gasped at his findings while using the high powered radio. “United Sanctuary of Heaven?” He blinked since his master Lucifer had belonged to such a place. “The Exorcists Platoon?” He nodded hearing that it was the group that drove the army issued Hummers. “M'lady I hope you know what you're doing…” He decided not to report this to his mistress just yet, as he trusted Charlie's judgement.

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The info weighed on Reginald during the month it took Vaggie to heal fully. He wanted to ask the girl about it, but saw she was still a little skittish around him. Charlie and the dogs not so much. “Miss Vaggie, I found this in the basement awhile ago. Would you like it?” He asked, trying to make friends with her.

Vaggie blinked as in his hands was a powerful 12 gauge Ithaca 37 shotgun. “No way!” Her eye lit up seeing it. “That's a 1933 model, where the fuck did you get this?!” She actually smirked holding the pump-action gun.

“It seems the owner of this house loved his guns, I've found a 1982 AutoMag .44 magnum as well.” The butler smiled, showing the gun on his belt.

Charlie blinked, looking over after hearing that adorable squee. She had her mouth agape hearing Vaggie going off about guns and weapons and finding it fun to discuss with Reginald, who was smiling. “Huh…” The blonde found this to be really cute as her blush deepened. “Ah fuck, I think I might have a crush..” She watched the short haired brunette with a ramble on with a beautiful grin. “No c'mon Charlie, you've only known this girl for a month and your lonely ass got attached.” She muttered and scolded herself.

She remembered the month that had gone by clearly, from the cleaning of the wounds while sneaking a peek at that gorgeous lightly tanned skin with small freckles along the back, shoulders and nape, to the quick catches and gentle touches she had given to Vaggie's skin when the woman was about to fall. Charlie grumbled remembering how focused and hot she looked when test firing some BB guns to get back into shape. She sighed and went to do some light training in the backyard as a way to clear her head.

Vaggie soon looked around for Charlie to gush and show her new shotgun too like a kid with a new toy. But what greeted her lone eye was a sight to behold. Charlie kicked the bottle that was placed on a dummy clean off with her right foot. She looked like she barely broke a sweat and super focused. “Dios mio…” Vaggie watched since she only ever saw the friendly puppy dog side. Reginald noticed and playfully walked away since he didn't want to spook Vaggie.

----

Charlie kept at it for an hour and easily left the dummy she was beating up a huge mess. She sighed with her mind still filled with gay thoughts. She grumbled and went to practice her shooting not knowing her crush was watching her from inside the house. “Towel m'lady?” Reginald came over after another hour holding up a small red towel.

Charlie sighed and took it gratefully, she wiped the back of her neck since her long blonde hair made it heat up a lot. “Sorry for the mess.” She replied sheepishly since due to her practice she left the backyard disheveled.

“No need to apologize, I'm just glad you're using the facility I've made.” The butler smiled as he walked past Charlie. He was at least a few inches shorter as his mistress was tall for her age. He smiled, remembering how the little princess was so small.

Reginald thought back to his time at the manor. He smiled when he thought of the first friendly grin he got from Charlie when she was little. He chuckled, cleaning up as more memories surfaced. Her giddy face when she went on a date with Seviathan since their fathers got them together, then her tears when the fuckwit broke her heart since he made her feel unwanted and ugly, and then the emo phase, what a sight that was. Reginald sighed as he tried to help her with the pain since her father seemed so distant with her as was her mother. He managed to coax her out of that phase as he reminded her of who she used to be.

He spotted Charlie in the present helping him with the chore. He smiled softly seeing that kind hearted girl he knew, however he couldn't help but feel saddened when he remembered how lonely she was. He sighed softly since for a time before the apocalypse happened he had been retired with his wife, which left the girl alone for several years as he wanted to take care of his family first. She understood but was still sad. However when the two were brought together again in this hellish world, he couldn't have been happier to return to her side. “M'lady you don't have to do this.” He replied though winced since his back was getting bad.

“Nonsense! Your back has been bothering you lately so this is the least I can do to help you Reginald.” Charlie replied seeing her butler rubbing a sore spot on his lower back.

“I blame myself for getting old.” He chuckled trying to make a joke. “You're too kind to an old fart like me.”

----

Vaggie blinked having gone inside the house as she looked from the window seeing them, she felt a soft twinge inside as the two reminded her of her family back home, and the old platoon she cared for despite what the general and his lieutenant did to her. She moved away from the window as a tear threatened to escape. “Wasn't I one of the best there was, so why did they betray me? All I did was spare some survivors from their raid…” Her mind drifted to that day.

----

“Hey Vaggie, check this out.” Adam smirked, pronouncing her name with a hard g. “A raider camp of filthy bastards prime for the picking. Shall we go see what we can find, eh Vagasaurus?”

“As long as I can test out this badass new machete, I'm good.” Lute replied, holding up what looked to be a thin bill hook blade.

Vaggie smiled at her two friends and then back at the squad of seven black and grey camo dressed soldiers, most being women. “Another set of raiders off the map is a good enough reason to me.”

Then it happened. The squad took down the ‘raider’ camp, which turned out to be innocent survivors who didn't pay Adam's ridiculous tax that made their area safe. Vaggie's stomach churned, seeing the glee the others took, taking down the small six man encampment. She spotted a woman and her child running into the Hellway and followed, not knowing Adam and Lute were behind her. “P-please mercy, we're not fighters at all!” The mother pleaded, holding her baby boy close.

Vaggie winced a bit, removing her grey camo helmet, which had a face mask painted to resemble a frowning demon. “I'm not here to hurt you, but you can't stay in here either. So run now, there's a miata three blocks down from here with half a tank of fuel left.” She ushered and watched the family bolt with a tearful thank you.

She sighed softly watching them go, but blinked hearing a bullet whizz past her head and nail the woman in the back. “What a bad thing you've just done…” A male voice spoke, making Vaggie's blood run cold. “Shame too, you were one of our best.”

“Stop!” She pointed her old military rifle at Adam. “Let the kid go now, or else a bullet goes through your fucking head!”

Adam laughed and shrugged, he did as asked so that Vaggie would drop her guard enough for Lute to swing that machete cutting both the old gun in half and her left eye in the process. “See I let the kid go since we're old friends. But now we got a problem, see?” His finger jabbed to the zombies approaching.

Lute grinned and turned Vaggie's face and carved out that eye causing the smaller woman to howl with pain and sent it flying for the zombies to catch the scent. “You'll be perfect zombie food since you caused this unnecessary commotion you little bitch.”

“Lute why..” Vaggie asked since Lute had been like family to her when she lost her own.

Adam laughed seeing Lute stomp on Vaggie's back. “Be sure to carve up those little wing tattoos on her back. I can't have anyone finding an exorcist dead.” He smirked as Lute was all too happy to tear up the mark of the Platoon making Vaggie suffer even more.

The two turned their backs to a wounded Vaggie, but she growled, refusing to die right there. She took her bowie knife and slashed the grey army bag off of Adam's back, and grabbed it swiftly when Lute ran out to start the Hummer. Adam, hearing only his loud laugh and zombie snarls, didn't notice it at all.

“He was always such a giant dumbass…” Vaggie huffed softly and soon used the radio in the back to call for aid.

-----

Vaggie shuddered coming back from her memories, she panted softly, her body trembling with cold sweat. “How am I still alive..” She muttered though quickly changed her demeanor when she heard the door.

“It's gotten dark out, but the clean up is done.” Reginald chuckled, retiring to his cot. “Good night ladies.”

“Night Reginald.” Charlie replied smiling. She soon lightly tugged at her shirt collar. “Man I'm sweaty, I think I'll go wash up.”

Vaggie blinked watching the blonde leave. She wanted to reach out but her hand stopped midway as her mind sneered at her. You've killed so many innocents, do you really think you deserve comfort? Those words sent a shudder down the brunette's spine.

---

Upstairs Charlie used a wet cloth to wipe herself down, water was getting scarce in the area, same with food as she sighed. “We might have to move soon.” She looked over the list of supplies. “Medicine is also low, and the report of increased zombie activity is worrying me.”

While Charlie looked over the notes and jotted down more in an empty notebook, Vaggie was sitting downstairs trying to keep her mind off of the horrible daydream-like memory. The brunette sighed, closing her right eye as the other one had been sealed shut due to the scarring. “Hmm?” She opened her eye to see the two border collies looking at her. “Hey boys..”

The pups saw that tired strained smile, Dazzle nudged his brother Razzle to go get Charlie while he soon laid down on the couch beside Vaggie, plopping his fluffy head on her lap.

Razzle barked in affirmation, and dashed upstairs making Charlie yelp. “Razzle, you scared me!” She sighed, placing a hand over her racing heart. “Why are you up here boy?”

Razzle tugged on her sleeve, asking her to follow him, which the blonde did out of curiosity.

Charlie's heart sank seeing the tired gaze Vaggie had as the brunette looked up hearing footsteps. “Are you ok?” She asked coming over to sit down beside her while Razzle laid on the floor. “Sorry for saying this but you look like shit.”

“I feel like shit..” Vaggie replied not even hiding it since she was a terrible liar.

Charlie looked at her dogs, she knew animals had a keener sense for when something was wrong. She then smiled softly and got up, making Dazzle move as well. “I think a good night sleep in a soft bed will fix that, for a whole month you've been on that couch!” The blonde explained then she gave a cute devilish smirk. “Up we go!”

This made Vaggie yelp as she was scooped up by the taller woman. “Hey! I don't mind the couch, honestly!”

“Nope, you're coming with me.” Charlie started to walk towards the stairs. “And I won't take no for an answer especially since you look exhausted!”

Vaggie was about to open her mouth but closed it with a soft grumble. She was soon plopped down on the big comfy bed. “Dios mio, you're so stubborn..”

“Someone has to be since you've been pushing yourself ever since you were able to walk two weeks ago!” Charlie replied and gave a cute pout. She soon climbed into bed and held Vaggie close making the brunette blush a bit. “Besides you're cold aren't you, I'm seriously like a furnace so this works out too.” She lightly nuzzled into Vaggie's hair trying to hide her own blush.

Vaggie never really had been this close to anyone, even back with her old group, everyone slept in shifts to keep an eye out for zombies, and raiders. She had taken it upon herself to repay Charlie back by being her own watch dog since her senses were used to it. “I guess…” The brunette muttered but couldn't ignore that pleasant apple scent and warmth that came from Charlie. It put her at ease as she leaned in lightly nuzzling those breasts.

This sent Charlie's mind into a bi-panic as her blush darkened as much as it could since she was like an albino. “Night Vaggie..” She smiled softly with her heartbeat quickening.

It felt so right to hold her, more than it ever did with her ex boyfriend as Charlie soon fell asleep hearing that soft reply. “Night Charlie…”

---

Somewhere in the early morning Charlie awoke slightly feeling a bit of fidgeting in her arms. The scent of lavender clued her in as to who it was. “Mmhn?” She opened an eyelid and looked down.

During their sleep, Charlie had moved from laying on her side to laying on her back taking Vaggie with her as she saw the smaller woman nuzzle closer into the crook of the blonde's neck. Her tired eyes stared at the beauty cradled in her arms with a dopey smile. “She sure is cute, even when asleep.” She muttered giving a soft kiss to Vaggie’s head. That sleepy motion instantly awoke Charlie who had an ‘oh fuck’ look. Relief went through her as she saw that Vaggie hadn't woken up. “Calm your lonely ass down girl..” She laid back on the pillow mentally kicking herself.

It was another hour before Vaggie would awoke with a soft groan and very cute yawn. “This isn't the couch..” She mumbled, blinking away her sleepiness. “Too cozy and warm..”

“Um thanks?” Charlie replied awkwardly as Vaggie blinked only to look down at the cheeky blonde. “Ack!” She backed up, moving to the foot of the bed making Charlie laugh.

“How long were you awake?!”

“An hour, I couldn't move you since you kinda just nuzzled into me?”

Hearing that Vaggie blushed and groaned, hiding her face with her hands. It was so awkward but a part of her was annoyed she left that cozy spot. “It's your fault for being a good pillow!”

“Why thank you.” Charlie kept that playful grin showing her teeth with slightly long canines. “How would you like to rate your sleep, Miss?” She teased.

Vaggie whacked her with a pillow making Charlie laugh and snort. She couldn't resist laughing along since that smile was infectious. “Jerk… But fine, it was honestly the best I've had alright?”

“The best huh?” Charlie smiled but then gave a softer look. “You do look a lot more refreshed. But if I may, why are you pushing yourself so hard every night to keep watch for zombies? Razzle and Dazzle plus the jingling cans we've set up are already doing that job for us so we can relax.” She asked, since she's seen the dark circles under Vaggie's eyes.

Vaggie shifted awkwardly, lightly playing with some of her hair since it had gotten a little longer than the short bob she had previously. “I used to be a watchdog for my previous group and it's just a habit by now. But if it helps protect you princesa then I don't mind being alone at night.”

Charlie puffed up her cheeks with a cute growl. “Well then break that habit please, you're not my personal guard Vaggie, you're my friend, best friend if I'm honest..” She replied poking Vaggie on the nose.

The brunette blinked, though a soft smile graced her lips. “I’ll try but no promise though. Never know when it could come in handy.” She chuckled but squeaked when Charlie brought her into a big hug.

Vaggie chuckled a bit and patted Charlie on the back, she however started to feel her stomach twist with guilt. However the taller woman moved back and got up with a grin, and started to move away from the bed. Vaggie watched her get ready but had to look away since when Charlie bent over, she got a nice view of that cute butt. “Fuck she's really cute.” She mumbled but couldn't help it as she looked back again seeing the light framing Charlie's figure.

“Thank you!” She cooed nuzzling Vaggie.

---

Though that was short lived as the dogs started barking. “M'lady! We've got a problem!” Reginald called, making Charlie pick up her Hawken rifle and dash downstairs followed by Vaggie with her shotgun.

“Shit, how did so many get past the cans?!” Charlie hissed seeing several zombies banging on their makeshift fence, she soon spotted why as the set up had fallen apart. “Great…”

“If we use our guns it'll draw even more, so let me handle this!” Vaggie growled then smirked, grabbing a harpoon off the wall. “Perfect..”

Reginald blinked seeing Vaggie easily jump onto the platform before the fence and started stabbing at swiping with reckless abandon. “That crazy girl…” He growled as one went for a bite on Vaggie, he had no choice but to shoot it with his pistol. “M'lady grab everything we can take, and get to the truck!” He shouted as Charlie nodded whistling for her dogs.

Vaggie danced around the grabs but stumbled as the platform crumbled. “Shit!” She tried to get back as a zombie with a huge gaping jaw and jagged teeth tried to bite her. “Get away from my granddaughters!” She heard Reginald roar and blasted the zombie in the head while pushing Vaggie behind him.

Charlie gulped but pushed her foot hard on the gas pedal making the truck rush forward as she ran over several. “Sorry!” She called hearing the crunch. “Now's not the time for that!” Vaggie replied watching the house disappear from view.

He was bitten on the forearm making Vaggie's eye go wide. “Reginald!” She yelled but watched as he fired his gun at the zombie and jumped down. “Don't worry, just run!” He pulled her along as the duo jumped into the truck. “DRIVE M'LADY!”

(Heyo! Hope you enjoyed my 5K word chapter ^^)

#hazbin hotel #charlie morningstar #vaggie #chaggie #oc #human au since its zombies #zombie apocolypse au #hurt/comfort #adam is a dick #hazbin hotel adam #lute is bloodthirsty #hazbin hotel lute #starmoth #rainbowangel #Vaggie likes weapons #charlie is a bi disaster #flustered charlie is fun #awkward vaggie is fun #badass girls

[petitprincess1]

..Alright hi I'm about to get real technical but near with me for a fucking second.

So I've been into hazbin since I wanna say 2014-2015 era of zoophobia. I was a fetus (I'll be 25 soon)

Ya know. Back when the show was nothing but doodle pages for a teenager and her other comic about anthro animals. Good now that provides context!

Stop. Complaining. About the fucking quality and time. Please.

I waited. SIX YEARS for a pilot. SIX. the moment she announced voice claims for them and shit?

Fun fact for the kiddies! Husks voice claim? Who he was based on? Rick Sanchez.

Now let me go to another side tangent.

I dare you to watch an episode of season six and then go back to season one and tell me you don't HEAR THE DIFFERENCE in quality of voice acting and sound effects.

SEE THE DIFFERENCE in animation.

What's the point of all this shit I'm saying?

Everyone of you impatient babies who are new to the fandom and complaining about this show and how long it's taking? You're getting a full season?

Everyone who complains about "animation quality"?

Bro. Look at most pilots for most cartoons. Was hazbin perfect? As someone who took animation-no. The pilot had flaws. I see that.

But it was BETTER THAN FUCKING MOST.

The gifs I've seen for this show so far have shown me a couple things.

Improvement in animation keyframing and consistency.

Improvement in lighting and color palette work.

Taking the "too much red, everything clashes" criticism to heart.

It shows her animation team is putting an actual atmospheric tone to the show the pilot was lacking that we've seen brought to helluva boss.

It shows improvement in the designs and HOW WELL THEY WORK NOW.

That clip of Alastor alone floored me with the absolutely beautiful pacing. The in betweens OH MWAH.

What I'm getting at y'all?

I get it. Voice actors being replaced sucks. I was SO MAD about Micheal because she promised he would be working with her. I was so fucking angry about Niffty because she also gave her voice to the Japanese dub.

I was ANGRY ABOUT ELSIE LOVELOCK.

But...I also know it's years later and I matured. I understand that's how the industry is. And if vivzie made changes? It's for a reason.

It sucks. And it's antsy waiting.

But guys. It'll be worth it. It'll be SO FUCKING worth it.

And I hope you feel that way too.

Hazbin pilot hit the ground with something unlike most animation for adults.

Love and compassion for the show.

That's why I love Rick and Morty

That's why I love Bob's burger

That's why I love HAZBIN. above helluva. Hazbin has more I emotionally connect to.

And it won't ever stop being loved by me. 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

#long post #hazbin hotel #helluva boss #ask answered #ok 2 rb

[cinamun]

TAGGED by @simmerstellar ! Thanks friend!

Come get to know me y'all!

1. What’s your favorite sims death? I haven't had a sim die from anything other than old age in a HOT minute but I saw a LP and the murphy bed death seems so unecessarily violent lmfao.

2. Alpha CC or Maxis Match? BOTH! I consider my style Maxis Mix. We love a nice combo of both.

3. Do you cheat when your sims gain weight? Not anymore but at one point I had to. Let me explain: I don't know if it was a glitch but like after every meal with grannie's cookbook, Indya would gain weight instantly. Didn't happen with anyone else (although everyone else are athletes of some sort). She's always and forever thick but something was definitely up with the food mods I was using. Anyway, we're good now since I'm not playing her HH exclusively anymore.

4. Do you use move objects? Absolutely. Its too restrictive! Gotta play test when I do though because routing errors make me irrationally angry.

5. Favorite mod? Wickedwhims. I don't care! If I want my sims to get freak-nasty I have a blog for that and WW never fumbles. If I want them to do cute little intimate things, WW is there. If you don't like the smut, I feel bad for you son.

6. First expansion/game/stuff pack you got? I've gotten pretty much ever iteration of this game except for almost all of the kits and the star wars pack.

7. Do you pronounce “live mode” like aLIVE or LIVing? ALIVE. I don't understand the other one honestly lol. We're going LIVE as soon as I press play so....

8. Who’s your favorite sim that you’ve made? Obvs Indya Drake!

9. Have you made a simself? Yes! But she needs help lol I'm not good at that at all so there's a resemblance but she doesn't really look like me. When I do gameplay with her I say she's my "sorta-kinda self sim" lol

10. What sim traits do you give yourself? gloomy, neat, loner, romantic

11. Which is your favorite EA hair color? Black but like BLACK Black, not the BLUE Black lol.

12. Favorite EA hair? All of the afro textured ones.

13. Favorite life stage? Young adults.

14. Are you a builder or are you in it for the gameplay? Gameplay mostly stories but I love to decorate!

15. Are you a CC creator? I will recolor the shit out of something! That's about it lol

16. Do you have any simblr friends/a sim squad? All my mutuals and anyone who reads my story! #Squad

17. What’s your favorite game? The Sims 4 is the only game I play. Don't @ me.

18. Do you have any sims merch? Nope.

19. Do you have a YouTube for sims? Nope, but I have been asked to make a channel and got that far at least. No videos lol.

20. How has your “sim style” changed throughout your years of playing? If anything, less alpha and more maxis match.

21. What’s your Origin ID? [redacted]

22. Who’s your favorite CC creator? All of the ones that do it for FREE and for the love of the game. I donate too because I understand its not easy, but also not worth a month long paywall or conveniently forgetting to publicly release something.

23. How long have you had a simblr? 2015 are my earliest posts I think.

24. How do you edit your pictures? Gshade and Photoshop Elements 2020

25. What expansion/game/stuff pack is your favorite so far? Cottage Living is the goat IMO even though I don't play it much anymore. I do very much enjoy Island Living and Growing Together will round out a nice top 3.

26. What expansion/game/stuff pack do you want next? I haven't really thought about it. I just figure the sims 4 is nearing the end of its era and we're gonna start hearing about project rene more and more.

oh! tagging @shesthespinstersimmer @bridgeportbritt @iplaysims4 @beebeesiims @thegloomiestwhim @hazelminesims @therichantsim @omgkayplays @softerhaze @crsentfairy

please ignore if you don't do these or already did this!

#ask game

[amaryllis-arachne]

I recently learned of the existence of Barbie Extra minis(ended up not liking them unfortunately), and went to look,and...in the process ended up looking at A LOT of dolls. Particularly the Barbie Extra dolls. And....

Look. At. Them.

Freaking LOOK

I saw the others too,but these two have my heart holy shit. I want to touch their hair (and hold the BOSS doggo) at least once. And they're the curvy body type I've been hearing about,which honestly? Absolutely beautiful. But also....

I'm not a neon pastels person. I love these but I KNOW I won't if I look for too long. Restyle them? No, these are perfect. I can't do better. Man. I won't be getting them but i am looking 👀

And I also looked at the signature looks dolls. I'm certain everybody has seen them before but....

She has me floored

I-

I want her

I haven't bought a barbie since...2015? When the moulded tops started coming in,I stopped. (I have bought chelseas though. I love small dolls) And such amazing things came out when I wasn't looking..

I'm not a fan of the eye makeup,I must admit. But then I'm not a fan of makeup in general. And she's so tall,I don't have shelf space that high...she'd have to sit always. Still,I want her. She's affordable too....if she wasn't "not shipped to your location" aka needing proxy shipping needed aka will cost WAY more, I'd absolutely get her

#barbie #dollblr #dolls #doll collector #barbie extra #barbie signature

[pseudophan]

nobody gaf but hear me out

ok we all know i'm never gonna leave this blog to die but should i vaguely rebrand it.. or not..?

like. i'd keep the url for sure, i'm never leaving pseudophan, and i'd still post about the same amount of dan and phil as i do now, like i'm forever a dnp blog to some extent

but i'm thinking of maybe getting rid of the (deliberately) cringe branding and finally changing my title and bio.. but then also my title and bio have been with me since 2015 so it feels wrong, even if by this point they are very much ironic. idk. i'm not sure.

basically i just kinda figured nobody was active who followed this blog these days but i've recently realised a lot of yall ARE active and so i'm like well. might just.. move on.. slightly..

again tho id still be a dnp blog i don't think my posts would change all that much like i already reblog and post about other shit most of the time, i just think maybe if i changed my "theme" i'd feel comfortable posting More. sure it would probably be more bullshit most of you don't care about (no not just always sunny i promise and also sorry for subjecting u to that all the time) but it would also be, yknow.. more content in general and less just a meme a week in between posts saying i want to kill myself LMAO

again the only thing that would change is i might reblog a few more posts u dont care about. or maybe that you do care about! i already do that anyway it's just i'm still hesitant to post too much non dnp shit bc its been soooo long of keeping this a strictly dnp (and my personal mental illness) blog. lol

anyway. in short the changes would be: more posts. not always ones you give a fuck about. more varied. probably arguably less suicidal ideation. maybe

#basically my main point is i love this specific space on the internet more than anything else #and i wanna spill my guts and post about my bullshit here most of all #but i don't want to annoy you all either #so idk #tbh i figured only like 20 people were active on here anymore #out of my followers i mean #but ive recently realised its a LOT more than that #so now im like ok well.

[floaromaxtowns]

For the fandom edition asks, can I ask for G, I and Q <3

Ask me: FANDOM EDITION [Accepting]

G - Do you remember your first OTP, if so who was in it

OKAY SO I started shipping all the way back in 2006-7 when Youtube was the new hot shit around, and I was an itty bitty kid on early internet. Whom had Pokemon and Sonic as her main big interests at the time. I'm forever thankful for those old as fuckkkkkk tribute videos, with the biggest bops from that era. Although, I'm unable to pinpoint which ship I stumbled upon first, so I consider I started shipping them at around the same time: Rival Barry/Dawn (Twinleafshipping) and Shadow the hedgehog/Tikal the echidna (Shadikal).

FUN FACT- I have been SO long into Twinleafshipping that when I first saw it, Barry had YET to receive his official name for either Japanese and English versions. Gen 4 had YET to be released in the west, and we still didn't even know all the pokemon species introduced in it. So, the fandom nicknamed him as Damion, and for the longest time that's how we called him by. Until his official name was revealed.

And my very first queer ship was Alucard/Richter Belmont from Castlevania. That was mindblowing for sb who lived in a country, where even to this day same-sex couples and lgbtq topics are treated as a taboo.

I - Has tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why

I got into Tumblr all the way back in 2015 BECAUSE of my hyperfixation on League of Legends, and by 2017 I was done with the entire franchise. I can't say I blame tumblr entirely for me falling out of love with LoL, there were a number of factors that caused me to distance myself from it (the fact I had stopped playing the game altogether, bc my computer couldn't run it anylonger). But I can say that LoL's fandom is already infamously toxic as it is, and on Tumblr that shit becomes unhinged. And I'm certain that since the inception of Arcane, that fandom must have got even worse.

The only reason we don't hear that much about it nowadays is bc, there is now actual competition for the prize of 'the worst community'. Genshin Impact somehow managed to speedrun those levels of toxicity and unhingedness.

It was through LoL's fandom on tumblr I first saw the lengths, some not-sound of mind individuals are willing to go, to """defend""" their ships. It was the first time I saw anyone receive genuine hate and death threats, just bc they didn't sign up to the popular and most wide spread ship. And I heard through a friend of mine who is still into LoL, that side of the community truly became the worst, thanks to Arcane. Bc now you got a bunch of motherfuckers who never touched the game, wanting to weight in on shit from ppl who aren't interested in the animated show.

Im gonna spread hate on League of Legends, Arcane and anything else related to it LOL

Q - A ship you’ve abandoned and why

It's really difficult for me to drop any ship... At all. So much so, I don't recall dropping any ship in my previous fandoms (Pokemon/Star wars/Castlevania). I may not focus on some ships as compared to others, but that's mainly due to me likely having folks to talk about another ship. But I'm still most definetely a shipper.

As such, I think the very first case of me genuinely dropping a ship happened in the Saint Seiya fandom LOL. I've mentioned it a few times, I shipped Sha.ka/M.u for maybe at most 15 days. It was literally the very first ship I came across, and I genuinely loved how pretty ppl's works for the ship were. Then, the more I dug into StS' lore & content. The more I realized how this couple has little to NO actual substance to offer (by which I mean those two characters literally barely interact with one another, in the entire series).

It actually took me awhile to find out about Aldebaran/Mu, and when I did...

Nevermore looked back at it since LOL.

My theory as to why that ship is massively popular bc most of its fans likely are going off their really vague memories of watching the show, in their childhoods. And solely bc those characters look really good together (I'll give it that, their aesthetic is nice. But that's all you get bc LOL). And they feel entitled to crapping/disrespecting other ships, just bc popular ship brainrot behavior uwu.

#[ rambles ] #thank you for the ask! #attacking-those-pesky-kyojins #long post

[be-with-me-so-happily]

Summary: Y/N (stylist!yn) applies to be a styling intern for the One Direction crew during the Where We Are tour. As she gets better at her job and closer to the band and crew (especially Harry Styles), some of her dreams seem to be coming true, but so are some of her fears.

~~~~~

CHAPTER 29 -

I COME ALIVE WHEN I HEAR YOUR VOICE

A/N: Fun! I'm having fun writing these chapters! I hope you're having fun reading them!? Thanks to @behindmygreyeyes for letting me talk out my ideas and get some perspective for this chapter. And as always, Mae @watermelonsugacry for putting up with every single question I ask.

>> Warnings: Some language, a little angsty (I think?)

~~~~~

June 13th, 2015 - Concert Day

Since your little emotional breakdown a week ago in Cardiff, you've been trying to avoid any run-ins with Harry. It's too difficult to see him with Candice. You want to keep away so you can keep yourself together.

You get to the Brussels show venue early, as you usually do, to get things done quickly. You put out a plain black t-shirt and black jeans for Harry, disappointed that he's not taking many style risks anymore. Niall will get a white long sleeve shirt and denim jeans. You make a mental note to encourage him, again, to venture out.

You make your way down to catering, hoping to grab a quick smoothie, and then keep yourself busy the rest of the time.

"Oi! Y/N!" Louis shouts from behind you, as you walk down the hallway.

You swivel around.

"I've been looking for ya!" He says, bounding up to you.

"What's up? You're so… bouncy…"

"I'm pumped up right now!" He grins.

"Why's that?"

"It's the first time we are performing 'No Control' live!" Louis exclaims.

"No way!" Your mouth drops open.

"You've gotta come watch!"

You suddenly tense up.

Louis grabs your shoulders. "It would mean a lot to me, but you don't have to, love."

Your heart flutters knowing that you want to support Louis, even if you don't want to see Harry.

[But he will be moving around on stage, it won't be too bad]

"I'll be there Tommo. I won't miss it." You smile.

"You're the best, babe!"

"I know." You giggle. "I'll see you out there."

You turn back around and make your way to catering again, needing that smoothie now even more.

[Definitely not a coffee, your nerves are now on full alert as it is]

~~~~~

<< HARRY'S POV >>

He hasn't stopped thinking and worrying about you since that last show in Cardiff. Niall told him it's not his job anymore, and he is probably right, but even as just a friend, he wants to make sure you're okay.

Only… he doesn't think he can be your friend. Not just your friend. He wants to uncomplicate those feelings, even by a small amount.

Harry woke up early and ran down to grab some coffees while Candice still slept. His mind was racing, and he just wanted this morning to move by quickly.

He arrives back at the room to see Candice sitting up in the bed.

"There you are." She smiles.

"Sorry, went to get drinks." He states, handing her one of the coffee cups.

He sits on the edge of the bed and takes a sip of his black coffee, staring at it as he holds it in his hands.

"Candice…"

"Yep."

"I…" he sighs. "I'm so sorry. I… umm… I have to end this."

She chokes a little on her coffee and scoots next to him on the bed.

"What?"

He closes his eyes and shakes his head. "I need to end it. It's not fair to yo-"

"Not fair? Not…" She scoffs. "It's Y/N."

"Huh?" He asks, lifting his head up in her direction.

"It's Y/N, right? You have feelings for her." She states.

Harry sighs for the third time. He opens his mouth but words can't come out, so he just looks her in the eye with an apologetic expression.

"I can see it, Harry. Every time you're around her." She sighs and shakes her head. "I was wrong to think I could change that."

"I'm sorry Candice. I did like what we ha-"

"But you wasted my time, Harry!" She shouts, a few tears forming in her eyes.

"I thought I could get over her, that I would be over her!" He admits.

"Over her?" She growls.

"Shit." He mutters. "Y/N and I dated last year."

"Right." She nods. "So, I was just a rebound. Someone to get over her with? I really didn't stand a chance, did I?"

He groans. "I didn't think-"

"No, you didn't think, at all. You didn't think about how it would hurt me!" She covers her face with her hands. "You shouldn't have dragged me into this."

He runs his hand through his long curly hair and then over his face.

"I feeling fucking terrible." He shakes his head.

She sits there, silent.

"Everything is so fucked up." He adds.

"Yeah, it is. What you did is really fucked up." She inhales deeply and puts her hand on his. "Just don't fuck it up with her, okay?"

His eyes shoot over to hers. "What?"

"You fucked it up with me… but… it was never me you really wanted." She looks down at her coffee. "So… just… don't fuck it up with her. Don't break her heart too."

He winces. "I already did." He whispers.

"Oh." She replies. "Well… if she's worth all this bullshit then fix it."

[Can't really do that, you're with someone else]

"I'm really sorry, Candice. I really am."

"Shockingly, I believe you." She responds.

He gives her a little smile, but she gives him a little frown back with hers.

"But that doesn't mean you're not an asshole for this." She adds.

"Fair enough." He nods.

"Let me get my things. I'll be out of here soon."

~~~~

Harry gets to the venue early, knowing that's what you like to do, being the hard-worker that you are. He doesn't even know what he's doing, or what he wants to say, but he wants to see you.

Walking through the halls, searching for you, he comes up to the dressing room, but stops before getting to the doorway.

"So, what exactly happened with Ryan?" Niall asks, clearing his throat.

[Something happened with Ryan?]

"They broke up." Natalie replies.

[Broke up?]

"Why?"

"Oh, the dickhead didn't want her coming back on tour!" Harry hears her scoff. "He basically almost demanded that she stay."

"What? Asshole." Niall states.

"And he accused her of cheating with Harry."

[What a wanker]

"Woah. That's rough."

"He was always jealous of Harry because Y/N… well… you know…" She states.

"Is she okay?"

"About the breakup? Yeah. She's the one that ended it."

"That's our girl!" Niall chuckles.

"But about Harry? I don't know." She states. "I think she still fucking loves that idiot."

[What? You still love him? Okay, now he has definitely got to find you]

He doesn't wait any longer and walks through the doorway, pretending he didn't hear anything the two of them were just talking about.

"Hey, Nat, where's Y/N?"

She gasps as she turns around from the sudden surprise of him being there.

"What the fuck, Harry?" She shouts.

"For fucks sake, man!" Niall adds.

"M'sorry… but… please?" Harry begs.

She puts her hands on her hips and shrugs. "I don't know. Busy somewhere?"

Harry looks around, as if he'll find you standing right there. He sighs.

"Why are you trying to find her?" Niall asks.

Harry's eyes switch back and forth between their faces. "I just want to talk to her."

"Candice doesn't care that you're roaming the halls looking for Y/N?" Natalie snaps.

"I… no… I broke up with her this morning."

"You broke up with the Victoria's Secret supermodel?" She asks.

"Yes…" He responds.

"Really? Why?"

"We, umm… we just weren't working out."

Natalie folds her arms across her chest and Niall raises his eyebrow at him.

"Mhmm…" Niall states, quizzically.

Harry rolls his eyes and throws his arms up in the air. "For fucks sake. She wasn't Y/N, okay? Is that what you want me to say?"

The two look at each other and chuckle. "Yeah, pretty much." Niall replies, letting out a big laugh.

"Look, Harry, she's hurting enough. Don't stir things up any more than they already are. Please." Natalie asserts. "She deserves to be happy."

He nods. "I know. I want her to be happy."

"Wait…" Natalie says, scooting a little closer to Harry. "You broke up with Candice to be with Y/N?"

Harry furrows his brow. "No. I knew, well I thought, she was still with Ryan. I didn't know they broke up."

Natalie inhales sharply. "Oh, you heard that? Damn. So… you… broke up with Candice figuring you don't even have a chance with Y/N?"

Harry nods and clears his throat. "Yes."

"Damn it, Styles!"

"What?" He asks, eyes widened.

She squints at him. "I was still leaning towards hating you."

~~~~~

As time gets closer to the start of the show, you and Natalie hide out in the common room with a handful of the other crew.

You are fidgeting with the hem of your shirt, staring down as you roll it up, and then down again.

"Honey, we don't have to go out there." Natalie states.

You clear your throat. "I just want to support Louis."

She sighs.

"And we can stand on the other side this time." You add.

"Alright. For Louis." She nods.

"Plus, I can't wait to hear and see it live." You admit.

"It's going to be yummy." She winks at you.

"Not family friendly."

~~~~~

'Diana' is about halfway through when you walk out from backstage. You take a deep breath.

[It will not be like last time. You're on the opposite side. And it's a completely different song anyway]

As soon as 'No Control' starts to play, and Niall starts to sing, the crowd goes crazy with cheers. You join in, but only shortly, as you realize that Harry is walking by on the side where you are standing.

[Why does the universe hate you so much?]

(No Control)

Sweet, where you lay

He spots you, but it's a blank look. Not a smile. Not a frown. Just… blank. Almost like he would be gulping if he weren't singing. Surprise? Nerves?

Just a trace of innocence

on the pillowcase

Something hits him in the stomach, and you can't help but laugh as he bends over and gives a silly expression.

The chorus starts and you turn your attention to Louis. He is on the other side, but you can still see him, and beam with pride as he sings out. This is his song, for sure.

Taste, on my tongue

I don't want to wash away

the night before

Harry runs his hands down his body as Liam songs his verse. You roll your eyes a bit, and notice he took a quick glance at you again. But it feels a bit awkward, because he's not serenading you or anything, he's just… looking…

"I thought Harry would dance around more." Natalie states, leaning in so she doesn't have to about too loud.

"Yeah, you're right. Maybe he doesn't feel good?"

She chuckles. "Or he could just be distracted by the fact that you're here."

"Stop." You glare at her.

"No, I mean, like he wasn't expecting it."

You shrug. "Maybe."

When the second chorus starts, you turn your attention back to the other guys, and throw up your best 'rock on' hand gesture when Niall looks down at you, jamming out on his guitar.

Harry walks over to him right then and points his fingers over him in his Mick Jagger impersonation. It always gets a laugh out of Niall, and you can't help but giggle too.

Right after that, Harry starts walking closer to your spot, but turns back around when he looks at you again.

[You thought this may be upsetting and sad for you, but this is just weird]

Niall nails the bridge and Louis starts the last chorus, giving you a bit of relief that the awkwardness will soon end.

The pedal's down

My eyes are closed

No control

The song ends and Harry's hair falls in his face. As he flips it forward a bit more, he glances over to you one last time through his curly locks.

You can't help but frown, turning to Natalie and motioning for the both of you to head backstage again.

As soon as you are through the curtain, you whip around to face her.

"Is it just me, or was Harry being really weird?" You ask.

"I don't know." She shrugs, looking away from you quickly. "He's weird as it is."

You chuckle.

You both tidy up the dressing room and start packing up. Amelia walks in with a big smile, as she sees you two.

"My angels. My job is so easy with you two here." She walks over to help, and scoots right up next to you as you remove clothing from the racks.

She leans in. "Are you glad Candice is gone?"

"Oh. I didn't know she went home." You reply. "Thought she'd stay longer."

She chuckles. "Right. Well, I'm sure she would have if they didn't break up…"

Your eyes shoot over to her. "What?"

"Oh! You didn't know? Shit." Her gaze snaps over to Natalie, whose mouth stretches out in an uncomfortable and guilty expression.

You glare at her. "No I didn't."

"Well… I'm just… gonna get a snack or something and just not… be here…" Amelia states, immediately walking out of the dressing room.

"What the fuck, Nat?"

"What?" She throws her hands up in defense.

"Why didn't you tell me?" You ask.

"I… I don't know… you've been so upset lately… that's why I didn't say anything, and why I told him to stay back." She admits.

"You what?"

She walks over and puts her hands on your shoulders. "Y/N/N, I'm sorry. I just… I hate seeing you hurting. Especially since I had been pushing you to feel your feelings, and go after what you wan-"

"It's not your fault, Nat!" You interrupt. "And… it was actually nice."

She drops her hands and raises her eyebrow.

"I mean… it was nice to…" you clear your throat. "To feel loved. Even for a moment."

Tears start welling up in both of your eyes.

"Are you going to talk to him?"

Confusion takes over you again. You feel sick and giddy all at the same time. You're not sure if you want to open that door again.

"I don't know." You sigh. "I just… I don't know."

~~~~~

June 19th, 2015 - Concert Day

You have stayed away from Harry again, trying to process all of the confusion that once again seems to be clouding your mind.

Even with the limited styling options, you've kept yourself busy, and today will be no exception. But first thing on the agenda, Lou invited you to get dolled up a bit this morning. She has so much fun doing it and you aren't one to turn down that offer.

With your makeup done and your hair curled, you have a little pep in your step when you get back to the dressing room. You find the Bluetooth speaker Amelia has been using while the three of you work, and you embarrassingly decide to play one the 'Four' album.

[The songs have been stuck in your head lately, so why not let them out?]

(Steal My Girl)

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

Alright

You dance around as you hang up the clothes. You stand back and look at Niall's rack.

[One day you'll get him in a printed shirt]

I know, I know

I know for sure

You instinctually pretend you are sliding your fingers along the neck of a bass guitar, just as you saw Harry do that time they performed at Universal Studios.

A huge laugh erupts from behind you and you spin around.

"M'sorry." He covers his mouth with his hand.

Your mouth is halfway open and words seem to be dissolving in your brain.

"That was funny." He states. "No, like, amazing, because… umm… because you copied what I did…" he sighs.

[You have got to stop singing around here]

"Yeah." You try to clear the lump in your throat. "Umm… so… what's up? Do you need help with something?"

His expression drops. "No. I just, umm, wanted to say hi. Haven't seen ya… in a while."

"Yeah. I've been busy lately."

[Lie. Kind of a lie]

"Right. Okay. I'll let you get back to it." He gives the most subtle smile and turns to walk out.

Your heart starts to race and your breathing quickly becomes rapid. You don't want him to leave just yet.

"Harry!"

He spins around fast, eyes wide.

"I found a shirt the other day. And, well, I grabbed it for you. Just as an option. If you wanted to switch it up at all."

You feel as if you just word vomited all over the place, but feel a sense of relief when his smile grows and he walks closer.

"M'kay. Let's see it."

You turn back to the rack and let out the deep breath you didn't realize you had been holding it.

You grab the plain, cream button up shirt with extremely subtle cream texture detail on it.

"It's not wild. More of an in-between option of your previous styles." You shrug.

He beams a wide grin. "Are you bored with the t-shirts?"

"Oh god, yes!" You blurt out, smacking your forehead with your palm. "Sorry."

He chuckles. "S'alright."

"Why did you stop wearing the fun button ups?" You ask.

He starts to blush, but then he frowns and looks to the ground, shrugging.

"Didn't care much anymore."

"But you wore some when I visited South Africa, and for the shows in Cardiff…"

He clears his throat. "Yeah, well." He looks up at you and meets your gaze.

You inhale, sharply but quietly, then look back at the shirt you're holding, before he can see the blushing that wants to appear on your face too.

"Well, this is just an option to throw into the mix."

"I want to wear it." He replies.

"Yeah?"

He nods. "Yeah."

You smile and set it at the front of his rack. You try to reset your face while you're facing away from him, but it's not working. Then, as if your brain switches off, you hear yourself talking about something you shouldn't really care about.

"Hey." You state, still not turning to face him. "I'm sorry to hear about you and Candice."

"What?" His tone changes, and you can tell he isn't smiling anymore, so you turn to face him.

"You two broke up, right?" You wince. "Rumors… ya know?"

"Yeah." He frowns a bit. "It just… wasn't working."

"Oh."

"And, umm, I'm sorry to hear about you and Ryan… ya know, rumors." He smirks.

"It wasn't working either." You shrug.

"He should've been supportive. He shouldn't have tried to make you to stay." He growls. "He's a dickhead."

You chuckle. "To be fair, you never liked him."

"F'course not! What's to like?"

You chuckle again and shake your head. His eyes seem to graze over your head and back to your face.

"Did you visit Lou?" He smirks.

You giggle. "Yeah." You touch your hair a bit. "She's been playing around with it here and there."

"It… it looks really nice."

"Thank you." You mutter. "Yeah… so…"

"So." He replies.

"I should probably…" you point over your shoulder to the clothing racks.

"Right. Yeah." He replies.

You turn around, holding onto the rack and closing your eyes, trying to stabilize your breathing.

"Y/N?"

"Yeah?" You twirl back around to face him.

"Wanna come watch a song?"

You inhale, sharply and quietly again.

"You know, like, dance and sing to a live One Direction song, instead of from a speaker." He smirks.

You glare at him. "Hmm."

He clears his throat. "Please?"

The breath is taken from you again, and you feel that familiar but long absent feeling.

[Butterflies]

"Okay." You smile. "Which one…?"

He points to the speaker. "That one."

~~~~~

Natalie is standing there, in the dressing room, with her hands on her hips.

"I'm so fucking confused. So… you're going to watch a song? Again?"

You shrug. "Yeah?"

"And why?"

"He asked me to." You reply. "Well, he asked if I wanted to."

"And you said yes?"

You nod.

"Why?"

You frown slightly, but stop to think, because you don't actually have a specific answer for her.

"I don't know. I just want to. Feels like it'll be fun this time." You start to feel that inconvenient heat rise in your cheeks, so your drop your gaze downward.

"Okay, cool! If it'll be fun, can I come?" Natalie asks, causing you to snap your head back up.

"I thought that was a given…"

~~~~~

<< HARRY'S POV >>

As the guys are gearing up to go out on stage, Harry feels his phone vibrate in his pocket.

:natalie: are you stirring things up again?

:harry: no, i'm not trying to

:natalie: because she is happy today

:natalie: and i don't want to see her hurt again

:harry: i don't want to either

He sees the typing bubble appear, and then disappear, but then reappear again.

:natalie: which side should we be standing on

He gets the biggest smile on his face, then excitement and energy pump through his body.

:harry: your left, looking at the stage

~~~~~

You and Natalie decide to just head out there for the beginning of the show, since 'Steal My Girl's will be playing right after 'Clouds'.

The crowd is loud and vibrant. You love and have missed the energy, and now you think you can finally enjoy it again.

You watch as Harry moves all around the left side of the stage. You realize what you're doing and look back to the others, watching them have their own fun. Liam is doing his usual dancing and twirling, Niall is rocking out on his guitar, and Louis does his little bounce in place.

The next song is the one you've come to see and you get anxious.

"You good?" Natalie asks.

"Yeah! Great actually." You reply, unintentionally biting your lower lip a bit.

"Okay." She smirks, shaking her head.

She be my queen

Since we were sixteen

We want the same things

We dream the same dreams

Alright

Alright

Harry's bouncing around a little, singing to fans, and seems to recognize someone in the crowd.

When Niall's part comes up, Harry does the move that he had made fun of you for doing earlier.

[Why is it so hot when he does it?]

You try to shake your thoughts off and just enjoy the song as Liam starts the next verse. But your eyes are moving over to Harry again. You can't help it.

While they are singing their last 'na na na' of the chorus, Harry looks down at you and smiles. It sends a rush of goosebumps all over your skin.

She belongs to me

It takes you back to the times he invited you to watch them perform 'Right Now' last year. The same giddiness and butterflies fill your stomach.

You take a deep breath, trying to calm and control yourself.

As Niall sings his next part, you look straight up to Harry, waiting to see if he does his move again.

I know, I know

I know for sure

Sure enough, he licks his finger and pretends to slide his other hand up the neck of a bass guitar. He looks over at you and grins.

[You need to stop getting flustered]

You start to feel warm all over, and suddenly become very aware of how you're reacting, especially because it switches when he starts singing about never letting her down before.

It tightens your chest a little.

The guys start to move down the walkway, so you are able to shake it off and go back to belting out the rest of the song, like Harry had suggested you do.

The song comes to an end, so you and Natalie make your way backstage

You reach the dressing room and Natalie gently grabs your wrist to turn you around.

"So, what's going on, Y/N?" She asks.

"What do you mean?"

"I just want to know where you stand, how you're feeling."

"What the hell are you talking about?" You cross your arms over your body.

"Y/N/N, you were humming the song all the way back here!" She puts her hands on her hips.

"So? I like the song…" you scowl.

"And maybe also like the person who was standing in front of you and singing it?" She raises one eyebrow at you.

"I… well… I mean, yes. You know how I feel." You state. "But it was just… fun!"

"If you say so." She rolls her eyes.

"Why do you care anyway?" You ask, matching her stance with your hands on your hips. "You hate Harry."

She clears her throat. "He fucked up, big time. I hate that he hurt you."

"But…"

"But… You seem happy today, and I love that."

You walk over to your best friend and grab her face. "It was just the song."

[Except it wasn't]

"Okay, honey."

"I think."

She swats your arm and shakes her head.

"You're impossible."

"Trust me." You reply. "I'm annoying myself too."

~~~~~

You hear the fireworks and the cheering that occurs during 'Best Song Ever' and you finish packing up the stuff for the trip to the next show.

Thudding of footsteps can be heard in the hallway and the guys all pop into the room.

"Fuck, I'm knackered, lads." Louis exclaims.

"I do just want to go to bed." Niall agrees.

"Then what are you doing here?" You chuckle.

They both look over at you. "Love, it's ritual now. We come back here after the last show in each place. Since there was only one here, that's tonight." He nods.

"You came to see me? Aww shucks, you don't need to do that!" You joke, dramatically holding one hand on your chest and waving the other towards them bashfully.

"Oh geez. We've lost her, lads. She's gone insane." Niall states.

You all laugh.

Harry follows Liam through the doorway, and he grabs a water bottle before making his way over to you.

"So?" He asks.

"So… what?"

"Feedback?"

"Oh! Yeah! Definitely better live!" You chuckle.

He gives you a wink and those old butterfly friends of yours return.

"Told ya." He smirks. "Kinda like old times right?"

"What?"

"You coming to watch part of the show… me asking what you thought… now all we need is cooki-"

You don't even realize you have a tear until it starts to trickle down your face. You frantically whip around, pretending to cough, and wipe it away.

[Hopefully he didn't see that embarassing display]

He shoves his pants into his jean pockets and let's out a deep sigh. "It's just nice, to be friends again."

"Yeah." You smile. "It is."

His eyes are glued on yours and he scoots closer, causing your entire body to tense up as you can feel his warmth and smell in his aroma. It takes your breath away and you have to remind yourself to let in some air.

[Keep. Your. Composure]

"C'mon lads, time to go! Dad is getting grumpy." Louis shouts, as he points to Liam.

You exhale in a big sigh, and you swear you can just barely hear him growl. He clears his throat and stands up straight.

"Maybe I'll see ya around." He winks.

"Maybe…" You shrug jokingly.

They all walk out and Natalie comes bounding up to you.

"Yeah… okay… it was just the song…" she squints at you.

"Mhmm." You smirk. "Just the song."

~~~~~

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New York:* put the phone on speaker* hello Albany what's going on?

Albany: NYC cause Buffalo to hold his breath because he said that the bills have never won a Super Bowl and he wouldn't take it back until Buffalo almost passed out

New York: oh my God, how many times do I have to tell him not to bring up the fact that the bills have never won a Super Bowl and how many times do I have to tell him not to slander the Buffalo Bills tell your brother he's grounded and make sure Buffalo's okay,take him to the hospital I'll be at home in a bit.

Albany: OK Dad, New York City you're grounded

NYC: well, fuck dad Albany slapped me!

New York: for good reason

New York: Albany sweetie. I love you. I'll be home in a bit.

Albany:okay love you too Dad

New York:*Hangs up*

Gov: your kids fighting again

New York: yep

Utah overhears the convo and says: is that really how you wanna discpline them?

New York: yeah, whats wrong with how I raise my kids

Utah: one stop swearing in front of the children Albany also needs to be grounded and New York you should get better parenting tactics

New York: wow for someone who hasn't been parenting as long as I have you sure gotten a lot to say here's an idea let me raise my kids the way I want to raise them to don't tell me not to swearing from my children three Albany doesn't need to be grounded, because I honestly think New York City deserved to be slapped and I don't blame her because slandering the bills like that how dare he?

NY : I've been doing this parenting thing since 1776. How long have you been parenting since what 2015?

Utah appalled: are you seriously doing this right now?

New York: I am seriously doing this. My parenting tactics have gotten them through a whole bunch of shit. They survive this long. I also raised in Vermont, and he turned out perfectly fine.

Utah *shakes head* :thats besides the point, this is out of line even for you

New York: no the point is that you don't tell me how to raise my kids

California:* Pulls, Utah to the Side* Just let it go you're not gonna win this

Utah:* nods *

New York: now if you excuse me I have to go take care of my kids*

Gov: and that's why you don't slender New York's parenting

Virginia :Utah I've known York for a long time and he's a relatively good parent

NH: * to Vermont, *you've been awfully quiet

Vermont:yeah because I don't like it when people who don't know anything talk like they know everything *glares at UT*

California: you try being the parent of the most famous city in the US

Texas: shut up California

California: what it's true New York City is the most famous city in America LA is second

New York teleports to the hospital in floor that Buffalo is on and here is chaotic, screaming

New York:How tf did you guys let him do this for so long

Albany: we tried to stop him

Buffalo:* who is a light purple* Hi Dad.

New York: B, what were you thinking?

Buffalo: I didn't wanna loose

New York: lose what?

Buffalo:The argument, NYC was being mean

New York: and you decided to hold your breath

B: I won didn't I

New York: buffalo, that's not the point you put yourself in harms just a Win a silly argument

Buffalo:He started it

New York: buddy, is there a better ways to win an argument without holding your breath and almost killing yourself you could've said well at least my team is in this state

New York: and I'm going to deal with your brother later

Buffalo: Dad, I know he's an ass, but I was just upset and didn't want him to win... It was just teasing that got out of hand, I promise.

New York: well, I still have to talk to him about not stopping you

NYC: am I still grounded?

New York: I guess, but Buffalo promise me you will never do something that stupid again

Buffalo: Okay Dad I won't ever do it again

NY: good New York, Junior

NYC: yes, Dad

NY: you're not grounded but why on earth did you bring up the Super Bowl? ya know that's a very sensitive topic in this household

NYC:I wanted to hurt him because I was losing

NY: that doesn't make it any better just don't do it again buffalo lots of people are going to slander the Buffalo Bills mostly patriots fans,

New York :so your uncle Mass and uncle Connie and any of the New England states, including your older brother

New York: the other people who will slander the Buffalo Bills are the Dolphins fans mostly Florida. And also Jets and Giants fans but they're both New York team technically but they're still a rival to the bills

Buffalo: OK Dad, I understand

Gov teleports to the hospital room

Gov: hey, I just wanted to make sure everyone was okay

Buffalo* who's skin is almost back to normal*: we're Okay

New York: and nobody is grounded

Gov: babe, Albany should be grounded. She slapped her brother.

New York: find Albany you're grounded for a week

Albany: that's fair

Gov: that's better

#ben brainard #welcome to the statehouse #welcome to the table #wttsh #wttt #incorrect quotes

[tabsters]

Q & A WITH THE ZODIACS!!

all questions submitted by @mythicalmagical-monkeyman, thank you for all of them!

if anyone else wants to submit asks about the zodiacs for a part two, you're more than welcome to! (aka: please do i love answering asks @mythicalmagical-monkeyman @hyperfixation-tangentopia)

previous posts are here

LETS GET INTO IT!!

Which zodiacs would start a podcast?

Leo: Starting a podcast sounds fun! Gemini: I wanna talk into a microphone for three hours and have people listen to me on spotify!

Who would HATE musical numbers?

Capricorn: I walk into the room and I hear this shit- Aquarius: NOW HAMILTON'S SKILL WITH THE QUILL IS UNDENIABLE, Gemini: BUT WHAT DO WE HAVE IN COMMON? Leo: WE'RE RELIABLE WITH THE- Aquarius, Gemini, Leo: LAAAAADIES!! Capricorn: I am in hell.

Who would train raccoons to take out the trash?

Gemini, holding up a raccoon while several more walk around her feet: And this is McChonkers, and this is Zuzu, and this is Boops, and this is Tom! Cancer: ...Very nice, dear, but...where did you find all of them? Sagittarius: Aquarius abducted them from the mortal realm. Aquarius: Strictly for scientific purposes.

What would be all the zodiacs go to Halloween costumes?

Aries: Everyone tells me I look like JD from Heathers...so I guess JD? Taurus: Isabela from Encanto. She's pretty. Gemini: Slenderman. No, I will not elaborate. Cancer: A pirate. Yo ho ho. Leo: Hmmm, depends. I mean, I can just shapeshift into anybody, so whatever I'm feeling at Halloween, I suppose. Virgo: Some obscure goddess from the book Gemini's writing. Libra: A fairy. Mostly because I already have butterfly wings and a large amount of flowy dresses. Scorpio: Hobie Brown. He's so fucking cool. Sagittarius: Sapnap from the Dream SMP! AND IF ANY OF YOU FUCKWADS MAKE FUN OF ME, I SWEAR TO GOD- Capricorn: A witch. I mean, Gemini says I'm already one- Aquarius: Hatsune Miku. Will I explain? No. Pisces: Kuchisake-onna. Do not google her unless you want nightmares.

Who would spend to much money on lego?

Scorpio: Gemini and Aquarius aren't allowed to go to the Mortal Realm anymore, not after they spent FIVE THOUSAND DOLLARS ON LEGOS. Gemini: WE HAD TO BUY THE ENTIRE LEGO ARCHITECTURE SET!

Who'd be on tumblr?

Aquarius: I've been on it since 2015. Gemini: I use it, but I'm more of a TikTok girlie. Scorpio: I came here for aesthetic moodboards and left mentally ill.

Who'd be on twitter?

Aries: Only on here for the memes. Leo: Hehe funny bird app. Sagittarius: I'm on here for threadfics and fanart. Capricorn: I got into a fight with a terf on Twitter because she called my fiancee a slur.

And who'd be on youtube?

Libra: Libra: Welcome back to my unboxing video-

Who has the worst hygiene?

Cancer: Virgo, darling, when was the last time you showered? Virgo: Cancer: When was the last time you changed your clothes? Virgo: Cancer: When was the last time you brushed your teeth? Virgo: Cancer: Cancer: Amor, please-

What's everone's favorite movies?

Aries, Scorpio, Gemini: Across the Spiderverse!! Taurus: Onward. I love fantasy movies. Cancer, Virgo: Breakfast at Tiffany's. Leo: The Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movie. Libra: To All The Boys I've Loved Before. Sagittarius: Crazy Rich Asians. I watch it religiously. Capricorn: Everything Everywhere All at Once. Aquarius: Movies are overrated, embrace musicals. Pisces: Big Hero Six. Do not laugh.

Eclipse is a girlboss.

Eclipse: Thank you!! Eclipse: *Headbobs aggresively so that the shades on her head fall down over her eyes*

What are Eclipse's henchmen's favorite sports?

Perseus: Football. And no, it's not sOcCeR, like you Americans say. Orion: Badminton. Especially when I hit Percy in the face with a birdie. Hercules: Uhhhh, wrestling. Orion: Yeah, that's cause you get to be half naked and I get to watch you pin down Percy with your enormous *gets slapped*

What is a fun fact about Eclipse?

Eclipse: Every fact about me is a fun fact! Perseus: She decapitated her father.

What's the most normal thing Eclipse has done?

Hercules: She woke us all up at two am to show us a funny meme.

Out of the zodiacs:

Who likes apple cider and who likes hot chocolate?

Aries: Apple cider. Taurus: Why not both? Gemini: Oooh, hot chocolate! Cancer: Virgo makes very good cider. Leo: Spiked apple cider is good. Virgo: I make cider. Libra: Hot cocoa with whipped cream and marshmallows. Scorpio: Hot chocolate. Sagittarius: What happens if you combine them? Capricorn: Neither of them. Tea. Aquarius: Apple cider, I suppose. But it feels wrong to drink apple cider in any season besides Autumn. Pisces: Hot chocolate.

Out of the zodiacs who do u relate to the most?

Oooh, definitely Sagittarius cause I based him off my experiences as a second generation Asian American. I also relate to Aquarius a large amount because I based her off of my experiences as a mentally burnt out gifted kid.

Which zodiac was the hardest to characterize and come up with stuff for?

Probably Virgo, followed by Pisces. I based the Zodiacs off of people I know, and three of my best friends are Virgos, so it was kind of hard trying to mash all of their personalities together to form one Libra. Pisces was hard because I wanted to subvert the trope of all Pisceans being shy and passive, but I also accidentally made him a literal psycho in the process. Whoops.

I'ma a Virgo sooooooooooo

What is Virgo's go to outfit?

Virgo: Normally, I wear sweaters and leggings, sometimes fancy dresses if there's an official meeting I must attend. Occassionally, I allow Gemini to make flower crowns for me.

What's her favorite country?

Virgo: Longue vie à la France. (Long live France.)

What's her favorite plant?

Virgo: I like peonies and hyacinths best.

Does she have glasses?

Virgo: Only reading glasses!

What's her favorite era of history?

Virgo: Does one usually have a favorite era of history? I suppose medieval France, as that was the time period I lived in.

Which zodiac is the most inappropriate?

Leo: CHOKE ME LIKE YOU HATE ME BUT YOU LOVE ME- Libra: N O Gemini: LOW KEY WANNA DATE ME WHEN YOU FUCK ME- Aquarius: S T O P Sagittarius: TOUCH ME WITH THE LIGHTS OFF AND MY CHAINS ON- Aries: W H Y

Who's going to go cliff jumping?

Sagittarius: Time to YEET myself off a cliff!! Gemini: TAKE ME WITH YOUUUUUUU Leo: WHEEEE!!!

Eclipse's henchmen are totally himbos so which Kronk quotes are they?

Eclipse: I'd say only Hercules is a himbo, Orion's more of a twink and Perseus is a Tumblr sexyman, but if you insist! Eclipse: Perseus is “The nightmare began on a day like any other. Actually, that would make it a daymare, but I digress.” Eclipse: Orion is "Whoo! Faster, faster! Yzma! Put your hands in the air! Whoo-hoo, whoo-hoo!" Eclipse: And Hercules is "The poison. The poison for Kuzco. The poison chosen specifically for Kuzco. Kuzco's poison."

Which zodiac would throw cheese and at who?

Leo: Hahaha, everyone point and laugh at the poor lactose intolerant person! Sagittarius: If you throw any more babybel cheese at me, I will- Leo: YEET

Who's the best at ruling their kingdom?

All Zodiacs: Me, obviously.

Who would watch LMK and would they like it?

Gemini, sobbing: MK MY GUY YOU NEED A BREAK POOR BABY Sagittarius: SUN WUKONG NOOOOOOOO YOUR TRAUMA NOOOOOO Scorpio: MEI YOU'RE A BADASS AND A GIRLBOSS KEEP IT UP!!

Who's the parent that would give the other zodiacs the shirt off their back?

Aries: Cancer Gemini: Virgo Leo: Cancer Libra: Virgo Scorpio: Virgo Sagittarius: Capricorn Aquarius: Cancer (Those are the 'Zodiac Crackheads', aka the younger Zodiacs. Pisces could technically be grouped in with them, but he is not a crackhead.)

Who's obsessed with something and would continuously send pictures of their obsession to the group chat?

Scorpio: I SWEAR TO GOD, AQUARIUS, STOP SENDING PICTURES OF MUSHROOMS IN THE GC Aquarius: ONLY WHEN GEMINI AND SAGITTARIUS STOP SENDING LEGO MONKIE KID MEMES

My brain is foggy buuuuuut

u wrote the lmk villains group chat fic right? (yep, that's me!)

and if u did

Would u ever consider writing a zodiac group chat fic?

Ooh, I started writing one when I was in eighth grade, but it's pretty outdated now. Might consider rewriting it though!

Would any zodiacs believe in aliens?

Aquarius: I mean, technically the entirety of the Astral Realm are aliens, so yes, aliens are real. Sagittarius: BUT ALIENS WITH TENTACLES AND MANY EYES ARE DEFINITELY OUT THERE-

Out of all the characters who would go cow tipping?

Gemini, Leo: Hehehe knock over cow Taurus (a cow constellation): Wait wait no- Orion, Hercules, Eclipse: Hehehe push sleeping cow over Perseus: Why-

zodiacs vs baby?

Aries: Holds the baby at arm's length Taurus: Sings a lullaby to the baby Gemini: Holds the baby upside down Cancer: Gives the baby back pats Leo: Shapeshifts to entertain the baby Virgo: Rocks the baby Libra: Accidentally loses track of the baby because she's blind Scorpio: Keeps ten feet away from the baby so he doesn't accidentally sting it Sagittarius: Plays tag with the baby Capricorn: She's been a mom before, so she changes the baby's diaper and puts it down for a nap Aquarius: Thinks it's another speciman for her experiments Pisces: Dropkicks the baby

The theater zodiacs favorite musicals~?

Gemini: Heathers! Leo: Why must you make me pick? *dramatic sigh* Wicked. Aquarius: Hamilton or In The Heights. I like Lin Manuel Miranda.

Which zodiac likes things plain and which one can't eat anything with out at least at least a million toppings on top?

Aries: Gem-Gemini, that's enough toppings- Gemini: *taking a scoop from every single topping container* Fuck you, this is how I want to eat my frozen yogurt and you cannot stop me. Gemini: At least I'm not like Scorpio, bastard likes plain vanilla fro-yo. Scorpio: I have S E N S O R Y I S S U E S.

aaand that's all the questions! if you'd like a part two, my inbox is always open for more questions about the z̷̝͇̭̖̫͈͒͑̈́̆̅̃̐̿͆̏̍̆̂͠͠ͅọ̸͂͊̊̔d̸̡̧̢̛̞͈̤͍͓̳̱͎͈̞̤̟̼̃̿͑̈́͋̀̍̃̐̇̍̚į̸̡̯̼̟͔̭̱̤̜͙̮̜̂͛͒̀͛̈́̈́̊̈́͊͆͒̈́͘a̸̢̨̛̛̤̤̦͓̯̺͈̱̯̥̝̞̜͙̟̿̎̒̐͂̑̆́̈̒̂̄̀͘͠c̶̡̛̺̩͇̩͙̦̙͇̱͕͔̤̺̎̈́̊͂̈́̑̽̚ͅs̶̨͉̬͔͕̺͓͒̾͝!

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̸̧̰̃̂́͗̄̍̐̌͐̿͂͘͝͝͠ ̶̡̛̦̗̳̬̘͇̞̺̘̖͙̤̰̇̾͋̀̐́̈́̂͗́̓͋̌͘͜͝.̸̞͓͈͈͕̬̝́̂͋͑́͆̈́͆̌̚͝.̷̙̗̭̫̲̬̫́͛̂̄͘ͅ.̵̨̛̛̩͍͗̋͌̽̂͗̃̏͌̇W̴̡̗͓̖̗̮̮̘̣̠̹̥̪̠̮͌̔̄͋͗͛͋̐͜ͅĥ̵̛̪̟̮͈͈̭̜̈͊̀͘͘ͅͅa̴̧̨̧̛̜̙͚̩̼̳͕̣̒͗ẗ̴̫́̾͆͒̇̈́̈́̿͗͌̕͜͜͝ͅ ̴̨͇̖̳̱͔͆͋͑́̆̆̈́͑̏̐́̚͝͝͝å̷͇̂͌̉̀̄̿̂ŗ̴͍͈̖̙̯̮̟͓̯̻͊͂̂̈́̿̑͂͋e̶̢̢̘͉͓̝͉͈͑̎͑̀͊̒͊̈́̐̀̐̃̄̌̑͘ ̷͚͙͚͍̲̖̯̦̞̼͖̱̱͎̬̹́͜y̴̨̒̄̏̈̽̄́͌̀̒́͛͑̇̕̕ó̸̝̜̖̲̗̹̫̗̣̺̝̗͖̦̟͆̕ů̶͕͖͚̽̐͑̅̄͋̕͝.̴̡̡̣̯͚̩̫͈̹̜̞̰̫͈̩̖̓̒͌̽͜.̴̡̡̳̳͖̮̻̺̝̝͖̘̊.̷̗̦͈͉̼̑?̵̛̯̠͎̺̯͓̜̗̟̩͕̹̀̒͆̽͒́̾̊̒́

̷̩̣̮̠͊͑̊͒̔̏̕͘ ̵̨̨̛͇̲̟̘̹͍̜͎͍̻̑́͘̕.̸̝̜̺̳̬̼͚̺͍̩̠͇̰͎͒̅̋̇̈́̉͝.̷̧͎͉͎̲̑͋̈́̐̒͂̽̎̿.̵̢̧͔̪͓̭͕̮͓̜͎̪͓̹̑̇̋͑̂̓̀̋͌̇͆̒͊̋̀͝ͅ

̶̨̟̦̝̫̲̠̒͐͑̌͂͛̊͋́͊͜͝͝ ̶̥̙̝͎̤͈͈̰̞̠̄̈́̀̆͛́͐͒͑̑̾͛́͘͜W̸̛͈̻̻̙̮̬͚͇̦͎̫͔̼̘̙̄̈́̕ͅh̸̨͚̤̰̦͍̱̲̥̮̫̭̬̺̲̆̋̎̔̓͊̇͋̃̅ͅͅò̶͉̖̣̥̮̝ ̶̦̯͓̰̦̱̮̯̞̳͛̄͗̅͂̓͘a̴̞͈̫̖̞͗͗̿̈́͒̍̐̽̽̆̌̈́̏́́̚̕r̷̢̢̛̳̤̗̫͓̳̹͐̇͒̚͠ͅe̷̛͓̹̳̠̜̟͙͌̋̀̋̽̓̋̆́͊͒̎͜ ̶̨͕̭̩̦̦̰̘̦͚̗̘̥̾͋̇̓̎̉̏̓̿̾̌̏́͌̀͝ͅÿ̷̡̗̜͕̺̦́͋̅̒̌̂̎̊͒̄͑̈́͒͘͘̚ȍ̶͔͈͎̬͊̔̔̋̅̉͠͝ự̴̛̜͙͎̳͙̘͈͋̈͗̍͑́̎̄͗̕.̷̡̡̺͙̲̠͈̠̰͚̠͓͖̘̙̪̙̍̄̉̈́̑͋̏̄͘͠.̴̢̙̹̯̜͚̹̤̇̈͛̏̽̆̄̎̐̒̚͝.̶̧̝̗̱̪̹͕̞̽̿̎͂͘̚͝͝͝?̶̨̮̈̆͊͐̆̊͝ͅ

#oc #oc lore #zodiac #zodiacs #zodiac sign #zodiac signs #zodiac lore

[delicatebluebirdruins]

the Devil is in the Details

in inventory: email From: Mia Winters Sent: July 18, 2017 11:04PM Tuesday To: Ethan Winters Dulvey, Louisiana. Baker farm. Come get me.

simple to the point almost as if the sender was worried to much might alert Ethan to some thing. I know the common thoughts is Mia did actually send this but my main thought is when? as she is in the cell has been since late 2015 and the doors are locked

Jacks diary: rec room. for timelines sake these are Oct 2014

October 2 Reports say a storm's coming. I had a lot of trouble cleaning up after the last one a few years back. I guess it's time to reinforce the windows and shore up the roof. Maybe I'll get Lucas to help.

October 9 The water has finally receded. The house is alright, but the old house was badly damaged. Lucas is making a fuss about a huge ship that's washed up in the bayou. If that's true, I better report it to the parish. I'll go check it out tomorrow.

Travis memo: drawer in safe room

Dear Courtney,Those bastards are looking for me, but maybe this gives you a chance to escape.To escape, you have to find the reliefs shaped like dog heads. I saw one of the heads in the dissection room underground. Get it. It's the key out of here. Something's wrong with me. It must have been that shit they made me eat. If I'm gonna die, I'd at least like to go out fighting.I'm gonna get a hold of that shotgun I saw in the rec room and make them regret what they did to me. You need to get out of here. I love you, Courtney. Love, Travis

a guy doing his best to help his love get away (this is the guy who Jack mentions in the memo we also find in the rec room who caused the stronger shotgun to be broken)

how to unlock the door in the morgue

Lucas,I caught the guy who keeps trying to escape. I've locked him up in the leftmost incinerator so he can't get away again. Take him out when he's ready.You know how to open the door, don't you? Just remember: 3 a's and a handprint. Do what you want with his girl.

this is Travis this is what happens to him. My main problem is what happened to Courtney? the least thing is her turning into Molded but it takes a time

Mrs Baker: locked room attached to the rec room

How have you been feeling recently? It's been a long time since you came in for your last check-up. I'm writing to tell you that I've finished examining your X-rays. Those dark areas in your cranium are fungus-like structures that seem to be related to mold. The hallucinations and noises you said you've been hearing may be related to these growths. If your symptoms are due to a fungal parasite, it must be removed before it's too late. I don't mean to scare you, but I am seriously concerned for your health.Please come to the hospital as soon as you read this letter. As your doctor, I strongly recommend you undergo further tests.Crawford Lang,Dulvey General Hospital

But I find that fungus like structures bit interesting I can't remember who thought about it playing RE4R and what Ramon was doing but this is for them.

Zoe's notes: trailer

My body's feeling weirder and weirder. Soon I'll become like mom and dad. It's all her fault. Should I run? No, I can't. I'm dead if she finds out. That woman she was with, Mia, She knows something. If I had the serum I could cure myself. I have to find out more.

I wonder when this was written. I think its around the time Mia got locked up (because having a talk with someone violent can be a bit difficult) and I wonder if this was the cataylist for them trying to help people (I doubt it was Zoe doing it on her own. She still had to learn how to combine the d series arm and head to get the basic serum)

Margurites warning Old House bird door

Zoe, You tried to sneak up to the second floor again, didn't you?! Did you think I wouldn't notice?!?! Even after what happened to Eveline, you just keep talking about some strange medicine. And what are you planning to do with my altar? You better keep those sticky fingers off of it! Nobody touches my sacred altar! You think your father and I are idiots?! You spoiled pathetic child….I wish youd NevEr been born. UnforGIVably pathetic yet always lookingDOWN on uS aNd trying to Leave our HOME! After EVERYthing WE'VE done for YOU… PatheticPATHETICpathetic pathetic…If you EVER even touch my altar I'll slice off your chest and serve it up as potroast…

first the idea of Zoe trying to reach through to her parents but Evies control was too much for them

second these were written at two different times. the first half being Margurite being more like herself and the other half that just sounds angry? It seems more like Evie would say that to be honest

Margurites Diary

October 11 My ears have been ringing all day and I haven't been able to sleep since the child showed up. It's like Zoe says: There's something strange about the child, and the woman she brought with her.

-Evie has been at the Baker house for a little under a day (she arrived on the Oct 10th) so Margurites sleep schedule must be very regular for her to notice it being messed up.

-Its a interesting choice of words talking about how strange Evie and Mia are and who brought what (maybe Margurite was dreaming the ship wreck and how it got destroyed)

October 15 I'm seeing things, hearing things, can't stop feeling nauseious. I went to see the doctor in town and he gave me an X-ray. What's happening to me?

October 23 The child gave me a present.

October- I put the present in the secret room right at the back of the second floor, where nobody will find it. That arm is a sign of the child's trust. That arm will lead us to happiness1 And anyone who corrupts that happiness... I won't allow them to live.

1ahem cult cult cult cult. all jokes aside considering what we know of Miranda and the word choice in daughters

corruption meaning: to make someone or something become dishonest or immoral

Jim's letter: Wrecked ship bunk room 1st Deck (where the fuse is)

Dear Janet, Hey, how's it going? I guess half a year or so will have passed by the time you get this letter. Life is so boring here. Day after day, just the same old sea. Although there is one thing that's different.This time we have some passengers sailing with us, which hardly ever happens.It's a couple with a young girl. I think they're distant relatives of the captain. Imagine, traveling on a tanker instead of a passenger ship. They must be hard up! I tried talking to the little girl earlier and her dad shot me this nasty look. What's he so worried about? Now that I think of it, the captian said he didn't even have any relatives… Maybe I'm overthinking this. I miss you. Love, Jim

a little hint of time to how long the Annabelle was expected to be at sea (mentioned in my Mia and Alan post)

poor Jim I wonder how he died. I wonder how Janet is doing as she like every other person waiting for news on the crew was feeling. I wonder if anyone else was suspicious about Mia, Alan and Evie.

Giovannis Will Bunk room 1st deck

It's too late for us, but at least I can let the world know what happened here. I was on night shift yesterday, so I was taking a nap in the bunk room around noon. I was half asleep and I heard a kid, a little girl, laughing. Or was that all in my head? I woke up at 19:30: there was some sort of ruckus in the passageway. Drew, one of the engineers, came in and said there was something going on down below, maybe a riot. He looked pale in the face. He told me he was going down to check it out, but he never came back. It must have been around 19:50 when I heard the scream. I went to the laundry room to check and saw Clark being eaten by some sort of black-ish monster. The monster turned and started coming towards me, huge, shark-like teeth snapping in its jaw. I just screamed like a little girl and ran for it. Now I'm huddled up in the bunk room, shaking as I write this. There's a whole host of those creatures lurking in the passageways now. I can still hear screams now and then, but there's no way I'm going out there now. And that's it: I've written everything I know. Giovanni Finetti

depending on how you play the wrecked ship you can find before you play the tape. Giovanni was infected at some point because he heard Evie laughing

Orders 2nd floor safe room

Special Operations Division Director Alan Droney and Caretaker Mia Winters: Recent reports suggest that if Eveline remains at her current location, she is at a high risk of being stolen by opposing organizations. Your orders, therefore, are to transfer Eveline to our Central American branch for safe keeping until further notice. During transfer, be sure to adhere to the following protocols: Act as parental guardians for Eveline at all times to avoid suspicion. Manage Eveline's vitals via the Genome Codex provided. If the mission is compromised beyond reconciliation, dispose of Eveline

not to keep harping on the things but Alan is Mia's boss and Mia was low on the food chain not only is this an example of dehumanising Evie its also kinda dehumaninsing Mia because from indeed the description of a caretaker is: A Caretaker, or Janitor or a Site Manager, takes care of the security and maintenance of community buildings. Their duties include cleaning, performing simple repairs and maintenance tasks and performing security checks for the buildings in their care.

we don't know who the threat was (partially BSAA but the others? who knows)

avoid suspicion my ass I say this because there were better ways to deal with this sending someone who actually knew kids. Not acting weird when seen by other people on the ship Alan.

another moment of dehuminisation of Evie and they skip straight to "beyond reconciliation" which again makes me doubt they wanted Evie to get to where she was going

Email log salt mines

Sent: Friday, January 16, 2015 12:42 AM Thanks to you guys it's been about a week since my head's been clear and back to normal. And she STILL thinks she's got me! You guys really need to work on fixing that. Not only does she look like a little kid, but she's about as stupid as one, too. Mom and dad are still totally under though. I was wondering. Is the whole "family" obsession something you guys programmed into her? It's kinda fucked up.

so the Bakers were gradually taken over begining from 10th Oct 2014 so this is three? months later. How were the Connections searching for them or did he find a way to contact them from using the boxes containing the d series arm and head?

Sent: Friday, November 4, 2015 2:10 AM That bitch Mia is still somewhere in between Evie-La-La Land and reality. She gets pretty violent, so I locked her up in a cell. I thought maybe Eveline would get mad since Mia's her favorite and all, but she doesn't seem to care. She actually goes and visits her sometimes. She thinks Mia's her mommy. Like I said, your "bioweapon" is fucked up.

so a little longer between Jan and November. I wonder what act of violence was the catalyst for Mia being locked up for 2/3 years. I wonder what Evie was thinking "doesn't seem to care" because of her upbringing I would say it just seemed normal to her? I wonder if it was during these visits they learn of Ethan's existence?

Sent: Friday, September 1, 2016 1:10 AM Eveline's family obsession is getting out of hand. She's making everyone kidnap more and more assholes off the street to add to her freak show of a family. Maybe she's getting tired of Mia not coming around, but it's a pain in the ass for me because I gotta clean up the mess whenever someone new comes along. By the way, Evie's looking sick or something. Her skin is getting all wrinkly and she's getting grey hairs. Is that supposed to happen? It's almost like she's getting old all of a sudden.

Mia still holding strong against Evie's desires despite being in the cell. I wonder what was going through Evie's head when she wanted more people to join the family

Infection Report

This report details the symptoms that appear when the bacterium* that grows inside the E-Series infects a human. Be sure to read this document throughly before dealing with E-Series weaponized assets. Hereafter referred to as "mold". Initial Infection. The mold ingests nutrients from the subject's body to propagate itself, and slowly takes over cells within the body. As a side effect of this, the infected subject gains remarkable regenerative abilities. During experiments, we removed arms and legs from test subjects and found that they were able to coapt the amputated limbs in a matter of minutes. Mid-stage Infection: Once the mold reaches the brain, the subject's thoughts become "in tune" with those of the E-Series asset. If this state continues, the host will lose all sense of ego. Complete Infection: After every cell in the body has been taken over by the mold, the subject begins to lose their human form. Physical mutations differ from case to case, but all result in him or her acquiring incredible physical strength. Containing a subject at this stage would be extremely difficult.

Zombie Ant Fungus (information from Britannica) Once the fungal mass inside an infected ant reaches a critical size (usually about 16–24 days following infection), the ant is induced to leave its nest at different times than its regular foraging habits, and it fails to walk along established ant trails. Infected ants are generally unresponsive to external stimuli, including other ants... Carpenter ants in areas with zombie-ant fungus have evolved a number of adaptations to limit their exposure to the parasite. Carpenter ants in infested areas tend to be more arboreal than those without the fungus threat, suggesting that they avoid the forest floor to limit exposure to the spores. They also practice social grooming and can remove spores from each other’s bodies before infection can occur. The ants have also been observed to carry infected members of the colony away from the nest and from their usual ant trails on the forest floor to reduce the spread of spores to high traffic areas, and they are known to actively avoid the graveyards of infected dead.

nothing more needs to be said does it?

Report One (much of this is redacted) salt mine still you can read the full thing here. but i'm focusing on the bits that stood out to me.

This project was instigated in 2000 as one of several concepts for the company's NEXBAS (next-generation experimental battlefield superiority) initiative, working with technical assistance from H.C.F., to develop a bioweapon for neutralizing combatants en masse with minimal direct contact. NEXBAS was later folded, and all its assets diverted to this project. What makes this project markedly different from conventional weapons is its ability to turn enemy combatants into allies; converting hostile elements into willing servants... The resultant organisms were referred to as "candidate specimens" and graded based on usability, from the impratical and faulty Series A through D, to the perfected E-Series. A common appearance was selected for the bioweapons; that of a roughly ten-year-old girl, to ensure ease of blending in with urban/refugee populations... Eveline's control is exerted in a series of discrete stages, the first of which is hallucination. Almost immediately after infection, the subject begins to see images of Eveline (though she is not in fact there) and hear her voice (which is inaudible to anyone else). Auditions with infected subjects throughout the stages of infection reveal that at first, the phantom Eveline appears to be a normal young girl, sometimes desiring companionship or assistance. As time progresses, she begins making more and more extreme demands, including self-mutilation and attacks on other people. The psychological shock this induces helps to break down the mind's natural barriers to Eveline's brainwashing effect, and by the time mental control is achieved, the mutamycete infection has progressed throughout the body's cells...

1 H.C.F. is Wesker he was in charge of it for a time and it and he was behind the events of code veronica

2 this was Evie's sales pitch. Essentially Evie being dropped into a combat zone she would be able to stop the fighting (the regenerative factor was just a bonus)

3 from the way this is worded the other mutamycete experiments had different looks, but for the way they were going to use them a 10 year old child is best.

4 what happened to Ethan is he heard her first and heard her after getting the arm

5 we see all this happen with Jack when he stabbed himself and attacks Margurite and Zoe

Report 2

... The researchers have been calling these super-organisms the "Molded"; made of mold, and also molded as in "shaped". The name has a certain elegance to it. For the treatment of accidental infections, performing □□□□□ on samples of Eveline's body tissue produces a unique fungicidal serum. 1 Administering the serum to an infected subject will cause the mycelia to calcify, but if the subject's cells are already largely invaded, the serum will be fatal. 2 Since the treatment window is so small, the serum's primary use is therefore disposal of infected subjected, rather than a cure. In exploring the serum's potential, we found that subjecting it to □□□□□ would enhance its effects to extreme potency, becoming a compound we now call E-Necrotoxin, which □□□□□□□□□□□□□ in even tiny amounts. 3 What's been interesting to observe in Eveline's behavior is her obsession with the concept of family. In experiments, we found multiple occasions that infected subjects were compelled to act as her "mother" or "father", treating her as if she were really their daughter.Why did she settle upon family as the theme for her mental control? This is just speculation, but it could be that she instinctively understands that a family unit is better suited to blending into social groups than a lone girl. On the other hand…well, a sentimental sort might suggest she's making up for a perceived lack of "love" in her quarantined upbringing. A parent's love.

1 see this in the boathouse

2 say it with me the serum that Zoe was putting a lot of hope on is basic and wouldn't have worked either way (I didn't think of this at the time but this is why Alan didn't suggest getting the serum prepared for him when he was still alive)

3 I would say its both due to her own wants and what she can infer from around. And this also part of why Village is a little stupid at parts because of the picture we see with Miranda and Evie wearing what she was when getting on the boat so either Miranda didn't have much direct contact with the clone of her daughter or she did and for the sake of brevity the author of the report didn't mention her. I say its the latter. Miranda and the Connections at large are the worst either way.

#this took so long #resident evil #resident evil 7 #deciding if I was going to do files or move onto cutscenes from not a hero and end of zoe #I skipped the newspapers and missing names because that's something for later on #random thought the broken handgun we find in the trailer is the one we use in the Mia fight in the guest house #re talk #i hope you all can read the different colours #thank god the zombie ant fungus can't really harm humans #but who knows about the future #if someone wanted they could make the tvirus with the crispr method the main starting point is rabies and ebola #RE9 Mia and Rose (Evie and Ethan in the background) please k thanks #thoughts might change later who knows #i don't know what happened to the title

[kurain-genealogy]

back to looking at fnaf lore game-by-game, and i find it interesting that in fnaf 2 the prerecorded phone guy calls are introduced as a "summer job," implying they were recorded during the summer (duh), while the paycheck at the end of the week (night 6) is dated november 13th, while ALSO this location was stated to have closed only a few weeks after opening. i haven't seen anyone talk about this weird time period in recent memory, at least. if there are 2015-era theories on it i've Forgotten.

the phone calls we hear are left for the second security guard to work night shift, as phone guy mentions the previous guy was moved to day shift. so it's possible these calls were recorded a bit into summer, though no later than mid-summer, since why would he call it a "summer job" if it was nearing fall, you know? and then the night 6 newspaper says the place closed only "a few short weeks" after opening. to me this implies 2 months at most (because after that point, just say two months, yk, and that's way more than just "a few short weeks").

let's say our phone calls were recorded in august - that's enough time to still call it a "summer job." that's still Three Months before the week the player's working there. even if these were recorded at the end of summer technically, if these tapes were intended for us, jeremy fitzgerald, working the week of november 8-13, why would phone guy still call it a summer job? it's jeremy's first week, judging by the "welcome to the family" on his first check.

it's unclear if the call on the 6th night is an old recording like the others, or phone guy calling in Real Time, but based on my date speculation i'd say it's prerecorded as well. which means that jeremy was not the employee working the week of the incident, nor was he the guard that was switched to day shift for the birthday party. jeremy's just a dude watching the place weeks after it's been shut down while they figure out what to do with it. this is further supported by there being no signs of the investigation phone guy mentions. this also means jeremy fitzgerald probably wasn't the bite victim, either.

i could be spouting old shit that everyone's agreed on by now, idk. it at least helps me figure things out in my brain to write it all out.

#dontlistento me #fnaf #fnaf 2

[eureka-its-zico]

Hiiiiiii, it's me, Gouda 🧀 anon, but I am not on anon! lol I sorted out my Trumblr from all the cringy shit from years ago finally so I don't have to be embarrassed what I have on here haha (I saw you said you've been on Tumblr since 2015, well I've been on here since probably 2009 and yeah... Had to go down the memory lane and it was a bit cringe 😂)

I saw your message that Chapter 4 will be posted tonight and the giddy feelings that I felt, boy oh boy... Could barely contain myself in my chair!

This has been such a lovely update! It was amazing to see more interactions between Doc and Zoro. And his POV is just *chef's kiss*. It really helps to see that there's more to each of them than the other sees. And honestly, Zoro is being stupid because he can fulfil his promise and still get Doc so... *side eye* lol

I am honestly so curious to see what you have planned going forward: with Doc and Straw Hats AND Doc and Zoro. And if you grace us with even more Zoro POV to see his inner battle - I will devour it 😂

Also, I have to say - him bringing the beer and him bringing back the flower as an apology were one of my favourite parts in this chapter. Especially this one:

What he wouldn’t tell you, is because they only grew at certain times and usually in the snow, it made them one of the most resilient flowers because they could grow under any conditions. 

ALSO, oh my God, this interaction in particular too:

“What do I gotta do to hear one of these world-famous Doc jokes?” He waited until his face was neutral to look back at you. Both hands rested on his swords as he watched you fill the bottle to the brim and place it securely inside your satchel.  “For that kind of service? You have to be dying.”

We know what happens later and now I will wait with baited breath for doesn't matter how many chapters to see whether Doc actually says that joke 😂

I also love the ending, the fact that Nami is considerate enough to offer for Doc something to wear. It's a small interaction though I would think that it gives them a small part to bond to some extent ❤

As always, an amazing update and I am so happy to see these two continue to bond, even if they are both acting silly now. Really curious and excited for the next part to see how Doc reacts to Sanji and maybe even how Zoro reacts if Sanji flirts with Doc?! 😂

I have so many feelings to this story, I have to admit, I read Chapter 3 five times. Then I went to read Chapter 2. And then I read all chapters from the first one before this update because I have an insane amount of brain rot for OPLA Zoro and it's been consuming me this week 😂🙃 Also, because it's been bringing me joy and making me smile at a time in my life where I'm feeling a bit lost.

Sending you so much love and thank you for the update. I had a shit week so this has been such a mood booster that it is hard to put it into words how much I appreciate you and how happy I am that I discovered you and Chaos in Their Bones.

Hope you're having a lovely weekend, Jenn ❤

Osiyo my Gouda 🧀 Nonnie turned to my cheesy!! I am so happy to hear from you! The fact you did an intense cleansing of your tumblr makes me feel like I should probably do the same BUT 2009, you say?!? My bestie started a tumblr around that time too, I believe. What was it like? Was it wild? Lol

It makes me so happy to know you enjoyed the updated chapter! I was honestly very nervous about it cause I wrote it starting yesterday around 5 pm and finished by roughly 9:30 am. I just knew that once Sanji was introduced the story was going to be a bit more hefty, per say. There is the drinking scene, and I wanted Doc and Nami to have some time together, because she deserves a good wholesome friendship, okay?!

I’m so glad you love Zoro’s POV! It always makes me nervous because he is such a moody baby, but also extremely devoted to keeping his word/promises. I thought it was important to show his side and struggle, because he is so devoted to fulfilling his promise that I can envision him being completely blinded by that determination. I mean, look how he responds to poor Nami 😩😩

Oh man, we know Sanji flirts with EVERY woman lol so flirting is definitely implied and I may or may not have already pre-written the dialogue for most of that scene 🤣

I cannot believe you’ve reread Chaos in Their Bones so many times! But also, I completely understand why you would after reading the rest of your message. It is an absolute honor and a privilege to be a part of something that is bringing you joy in a time when you feel like it is most needed. I always look forward to your reviews and to see how you liked chapters. It means a lot to me to see your 🧀 in my ask box. I am incredibly sorry this week wasn’t any good, but just know I am sending you lots of love and good vibes that hopefully next week is better than this one. Sending you virtual hugs and Much Love 🖤

#thecheesyreader #answered #Chaos in Their Bones review #I hope all is well hun #and thank you for letting my little story be a place of comfort for you #you humble my story more than it deserves #but I am so truly honored to be there for you when you need it #wishing you so much joy #now I’m gonna go be emotional now ok? #opla zoro

[compressednerve]

Nice to see another scratchalan fan! I was hoping I could hear your hopes and thoughts for Alan wake 2? I’m just hoping we get to see plenty of scratch I’ve seen some speculate he’s gonna be a main villain which sounds great to me :3c ✨

Thank you so much for this ask!! *ScratchAlan is the only ship to be ALIVE for., fellow crazy!!!! Hell fucking yeah!!! We needa make some room for AlanScratch tho, I want to write more Top! Alan because it turns me on. I have a feeling we're gonna see so much Mr. Scratch in AW2 that we might even get sick of him. I don't necessarily want him to be The Main Villain of it in the traditional sense... Mr. Scratch is, ultimately, just another side of Alan... And Alan has *many* sides! >:) We see just a taste of how many Alan's there are from The Signal/The Writer when he can't stop fracturing into further self-persecution. I hope to see lots of different Alan's made manifest, like the Teen Titans "Raven OSDD-1a" episode (shout out to my epic partner @parasitefun for showing me that fucking smash hit).

I have a lot of high hopes and fondness in my heart for Remedy and the development process they've been doing. I was a big fan of Alan Wake in 2013 and I did a looot of RP even in 2015-2017. Crazy shit! I kinda fell off the face of the Earth for a while tho. I've never played Quantum Break, and me and Paras are working thru Control together right now (we're in the Maintenance Sector and it just finished doing the Burn The Trash quest).

We spent most of May/June working thru Alan Wake and we have sooo many things to say on it that we're polishing up because it's such a dense story!! So transitioning from working thru AW with a fine tooth comb, to Control which is like four times the size of AW and has *that* much more to work thru, has been a real treat! Remedy sure knows how to make a good fucking story! It's like a croissant with many, many, many laminated layers to turn around in my head. I'm good at recognizing voice actors, so it made my head explode to realize Matthew Poretta played Darling, and James Mcaffrey played Trench. Like, omfg!! And every new realization along the way that links Control to AW. Just a real treat!

All that being said, I've seen a lot of posts along the lines of like, "Where's Alice!@!!! Where's Barry!!!!!!!" and it's like, will I be disappointed if they are underplayed...? yes. Do I worry that that's a possibility, at all? ...only a little bit! I want to put my faith into Remedy's ability to make this a good story. They've been chipping away at it for 13+ years, after all, and if I remember correctly, The Alan Wake Experience since 2000? As in the conception and development of AW1? So, 23 years entirely... that's a long time to be rotating the same Boy around. AW1 was a masterpiece IMO, a many-layered sandwich of nuance and metaphor, paradoxes within paradoxes... I think AW2 is gonna really surprise all of us.

Alan Wake 2, I'm super curious about what they do with it, and hopefully Mr. Scratch *and* Alan both get room to breathe. I think they will, and I'm so, so intrigued about what they're gonna do with Saga! It seems pretty ambitious for Remedy to do a multi-protagonist storyline like this, and their cheeky insistence that you can play it however you want, there's no wrong way to play, makes me worried. I hope more than anything that they didn't dumb down certain world-building elements (I'm blown away at how we went from TVs, radio show0,s and manuscripts in AW1 to the sheer amount of multi-media that went into Control).

I have in some degrees some fairly bad brain damage that inhibits a lot of my abilities to comprehend certain things, and yet, everything about the way the world-building environment contributes to a Greater Understnding of a Remedy Game that most people tend to ignore or outright complain about! Oh, the TV ruins the pacing, oh I didn't wanna have to stand here listening to someone talk I wanna run around and shoot things, oh boo I didn't like how many manuscripts i had to pick up. It's a little tedious, yes, and it breaks the Pacing Of The Literal Game up a little bit yes, but!!! It's excruciatingly important to the story!! It's a ROLE PLAYING GAME!!! YOU HAVE TO ROLE PLAY OMFG!!!!!! (still salty over how Zero Punctuation reviewed these games considering how fucking detectivey they are).

So anyways all of that being said, I hope that Alan Wake 2 is stuffed to the BRIM with multi-media. I hope we get SICK of manuscripts and casettes and pictures with captions and TV episodes and radio shows and BLAH BLAH BLAH. I hope Saga and Alan have a lot of crazy shit go down with each other because they're also very shippable. I hope Alex Casey calls Alan a shitty writer because he's one of the only obvious "HI, I'M A BOOK CHARACTER INVENTED BY ALAN WAKE. I'M VERY MAD. ABOUT BEING CREATED BY ALAN WAKE."

Ideally I would have played all the Remedy games to be caught up by now on more of the AW2 hype and analysis, because I wish I had more things to say! But because I haven't finished Control or QB yet, I'm trying to stay away from stuff that technically spoils Control just by virtue of being in the AW-verse.

*this is technically a lie because I'm actually a huge multshipper :k lel catch me on ao3 writing about the most bizarre AW pairings just you fuckin wait

#alan wake #meta and analysis #remedy entertainment