#March-Break Mania

[will80sbyers]

STRANGER THINGS 5 PRODUCTION MASTERPOST

part 002:

February 7 / 2024

The Stranger Things channel on ig posts pictures at the Hawkins memorial hospital : 1 / 2 / 3

February 9 / 2024

A video from the actress that plays Vickie in st5

Bts pictures of Vickie

Bts picture of Robin at the hospital inside room 110, Vickie has scenes at the hospital too

February 15 / 2024

It seems there are some scenes inside a barn at the farm (Robin, Mike and Will are there) / 2

FIRST LOOK AT WILL IN COSTUME !!!!!!!!!! and Robin my beloved + Mike is also there (Finn is taking the picture)

February 16 / 2024

BTS pics of Ross weeks 5-6 - FIRST LOOK AT NANCY!! lovers lake picture, El with the radio station outfit filming some action scene where Hopper's bracelet breaks, a home made tank for El to use with her powers? a drawing of a black shape/arrow?

February 17 / 2024

Bts pics of the vines inside Hawkins lab

Erica and Joyce are filming together

February 19 / 2024

FIRST LOOK AT HOPPER'S BEARD?

February 20 / 2024

It seems they are filming something that involves Castle Byers: 1 / 2

February 22 / 2024

New bts pictures from the radio station and the woods, with a stunt rehearsal of someone being thrown away / 2 / 3

Bts: scene with RED light where maybe Will is involved? / 2

Bts of the vines (video etc): 1 / 2 / 3 / 4 / 5

February 28 / 2024

The Stranger Things channel on ig posts this thing on how to make a remote radio head RRH

Some ideas on what it could mean / 2

Steve & Jonathan are involved

March 1 / 2024

New bts pics from Ross of Weeks 7-8 - FIRST LOOK AT LUCAS AND MAX ON SET!!! It seems the date could be the 12 of november 1987 (or 2 of november 1989… it's not clear, both are a Thursday) A picture of Castle Byers in the UD etc

FIRST VIDEO OF MAX AND LUCAS ON SET BTS

March 4 / 2024

Pictures of the Wheeler's home posted by the ST channel on ig… there will be a scene at the Wheelers where they brainstorm stuff about Vecna? or have breakfast/ a meal together?…and someone is eating doritos? (Mike?): 1 / 2 / 3

March 8 / 2024

Mr. Clarke is back on set? the actor posted this

March 13 / 2024

New bts picture of them filming a scene in ep. 4 (the date of filming in the lower right angle of the picture seems to be around feb. 10-13 ) initially I thought it could be a rink o mania vision but I now think it's in Mike's basement: 1 / 2 / 3

VIDEO OF MILLIE (EL) on set making a coffee dressed as El, she has the same costume of the radio station scenes and blood on her nose, indicating an action scene

March 15 / 2024

Ross posts new pictures of weeks 9-10, FIRST LOOK AT HOPPER! + random background details

Picture of the kids in the Party hands posted by Ross 😭❤️❤️❤️

The full picture of Hopper

March 21 / 2024

New pictures from the set they seem to be shooting scenes with the military

March 22 / 2024

Ross posts the FIRST LOOK AT WILL BYERS!!!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY SON💞 ( in one of the pictures he seems to be inside the radio station bunker because of a suitcase being there and also radio equipment around, the other picture is at Castle Byers with a new actor playing Young Will so it could be a flashback or a vision or something like that!! ) Jonathan is in that scene too

March 27 / 2024

They start filming at a mansion that's situated at the Smoke and Rise country club in Atlanta. Eleven was there and has a scene screaming so there's some action going on, Will was also seen there later on and he looks like he has make up on like he's experiencing the effect of possessions or not feeling well. Nancy was seen there dressed with something that resembles a candy stripers costume of a volunteer nurse, Steve's car was parked outside with the radio station van and there's an antenna over Steve's car... (my theory now is that in the pre vis something makes the antenna go down into the car for the pressure, like something hitting the car from outside that breaks it)

Still at the mansion we have two stand-in actors that have been seen, one of them seems to be called Derek and he could be either a new character or using a fake name (he kinda looks like Jonathan) and there's also this audition for a kid called Derek...

Pictures of the mansion and the decorations, a dragon, butterflies etc... 1 / 2 / 3 / 4

A look of the entire house, old pictures from Google street

April 2 / 2024

My speculation from the video of the wardrobe of s5, Max could be wearing this jacket at some point during the season

April 3 / 2024

There's the neighbourhood watch at Hawkins

April 4 / 2024

Pictures from the Instagram channel, Karen is having a bubble bath, more flashbacks from the rainbow room and Hawkins massacre and something is being filmed inside the Wheeler's house

April 6 / 2024

Eddie's actor says he knows if Eddie is coming back but he's not gonna say it...

April 7 / 2024

Not sure about this but it could be a new decoration around the mansion

April 9 / 2024

Some new pictures from the filming at the mansion and it seems Joyce and Hopper are there in that scene too, parked outside... There's also a video and the lights make it look like maybe the police is involved!

Millie posted a new old picture of her in character with the vines of the upside down in the background

to be continued...

part 001 / part 003

#st5 production #st5 #byler #st5 spoilers #stranger things #stranger things 5 #stranger things 5 spoilers #st5 production masterpost part two #st5 production masterpost #st5 filming

[m-mintyq]

stolen sweaters

pairing : Will Byers x gn!reader, no pronouns mentioned

word count : 1.09 k

summary : you stole one of Will’s sweater sometime in the summer of ‘85. you only told him some time before he was moving, but he said you could keep it. Later when we go to California you bring it with you, which leads to a bittersweet nostalgia conversation because you put it on once you all got back after the trip to Rink-O-Mania.

warnings? : just fluff & mutual pining :]. very minimal swearing

a/n : I wrote this as a shifting scenario, so there's a mention of a birthday- so just pretend your birthday is before march. you may also pretend that it's a super late gift if your birthday is after march :') plus I'm taking this as my opportunity to insert my headcanon that Will helps Joyce around the house with tasks and stuff.

this is also my first time publishing something like this so be kind lol <3

“Is that my sweater?” Will said as he walked into his bedroom, checking on you.

“Sure is…I hope you don’t mind that I kept it this long.” you said, sliding your suitcase back away and sitting to face your friend.

“No, no, not at all…More surprised that you still have it” He said sitting by his desk, fiddling with his hands to distract from the awkwardness.

It’s not that it was awkward talking to each other, it’s just that there was some kind of tension in the room making both of you a bit nervous.

“Well I can’t really just throw it away, plus it’s a really nice sweater.” You remarked. True, you couldn’t throw away a sweater that didn’t even really belong to you and you would’ve felt awful throwing it away even if it was yours. And the sweater really was nice, it was comfortable, not like those itchy Christmas sweaters your grandparents would get you, but more like the ones that were warm, comfortable, had that old knitted look & feel all without itching.

“Doesn’t smell like you anymore tho.” You half-whispered without thinking as you began to fiddle with the sleeves.

“What?”

“Uhh..It doesn’t smell like you anymore. I remember finally wearing it after you’d moved because it was too hard to even put it on once you left and noting that it smelt like you.” finally looking up from each others distractions your eyes met, both wanting to break away because you had problems making eye contact, but the want to stay in the moment just made it feel like time froze.

“You…you know what I smell like?” It would’ve sounded creepy in any other context but it was nice in this one. While thoughts of worry and wanting to go back and shut up ran through your head, all Will could think about is how his heart got warmer at the idea of you longing for him and wearing the old sweater to feel closer to him.

“It- It sounds weird and creepy I- I know but-”

“No…I, I think it’s kind of sweet.” you were kindly cut off before you could dig yourself a hole even deeper.

“Soooo…you still got some on you for the sweater?” chuckling, you were referring to the scent of the sweater, as if Will just carried around a bottle of it.

“I- what do you want me to do with it- rub it on me?” he said giggling in-between words as he got up out of the chair, going to sit on the floor opposite you.

“I don't know! Whatever works I guess…Or I could just steal a new one.” joining in the laughing, you switched into a more comfortable position since sitting on your knees was proving to not be as nice as imagined.

“mmmh…I might have a nice one somewhere-” Will responded now shuffling closer to his wardrobe, opening a half empty drawer.

“No I wasn’t actually serious- I mean I can’t take ANOTHER sweater—”

“I’m fine with giving you one—”

“No Will I can’t, I already feel bad for having kept this one.” still set on not taking any more of your ‘friends’ clothes, your tone got firmer, a bit too firm for your liking but you had a trouble regulating your tone, plus it was too late to rephrase now.

Both of you paused for a moment, the silence letting you slip into overthinking, questioning whether you said something wrong- maybe you did say it too harshly? fuck did you make it too awkward? you probably sound stupid…what if you did something? does-

“What if…youuu…gave me back the old sweater…and I give you a new one?” Will prompted, pulling out a similar style sweater. “It should be practically the same.”

Pulled from your thoughts your eyes ran over the object in his hands, Wills eyes examining your expression from your peripherals. “You sure? It was really just a silly comment you don't have to.”

“But I want to. Take it as a late birthday gift”

“But you sent me a gift—”

“Doesn't matter, take it. Besides, sweaters look good on you.” Taking the sweater into your hands and examining it, you felt a flash of heat on your face, but hoping it wasn't too noticeable you sent your friend a smile.

Pulling Will into a hug, you dropped the sweater in your lap so you have both hands free. “Thank you.” Though this made you blush even more, to your dismay, you didn't really care, more focused on your ‘friend’ at the moment.

Will on the other side, though calm on the outside, was yelling on the inside. All positive of course.

It took him by surprise when you pulled him in, him having been so focused on your expression and reaction to the ‘gift’

Both of you just kind of sat there, not wanting to let go. It was kind of nice, feeling the warmth and comfort of each other, but with more time passing the tension of awkwardness grew too much to ignore. Conveniently, both of you awkwardly parted at the same time, not really knowing what else to do other than continue to sit in silence for a moment longer.

“So uhh…”

“Yeah I’m gonna just…put this away and…”

“I..I’ll see you, in the kitchen?” Will said half-stumbling to his feet and then to the door.

“Yeah..Yeah I’ll be there in a sec.” hurrying you pulled your backpack closer to you, zipped it open & carefully put it inside, avoiding the other things already in there. Putting the bag aside again, you got to your feet and hurried after Will.

You noticed Jonathan and Argyle sitting at the table, Murray and Joyce setting the table, while Mike and Jane nowhere in sight for now. Finally your eyes caught Will, speed-walking from kitchen to dining room, carrying plates, glasses, cutlery back and forth. Didn’t he leave his room like…just a minute ago?

You slipped into a chair next to Jonathan, him shooting you a dopey smile before turning back to Argyle. Soon enough the table was filled with food, Mike and Jane sulking in their seats, Will contently sitting opposite you, and Joyce running her last task before coming to sit down.

“Is that Will’s old sweater?” she said sitting down.

“Mom—” Will spoke out of embarrassment, already begun to poke at his food.

“Uhhh- yeah, it is.” You half-willingly responded, pointing your eyes down in your plate.

“Hm…It looks nice on you.”

#will byers #will byers x reader #will byers x male reader #will byers x male!reader #stranger things fic #stranger things x reader #will byers x you #mlm #mlnb #fluff #mutual pining #fanfic #oneshot #will byers fanfiction #will byers fluff

[queerxqueen]

hi sorry could you please tell me what's birthdaygate real quick? like i know it has to do with will's bday and them ignoring it in s4, but not much more than that

sorry and thank you in advance!!

What the heck is birthday-gate?

So, basically, Will's canonical birthday is March 22, as revealed in season 2 by Joyce when she's trying to break through to him while he's possessed:

Then, in season 4, there's this bit during the Rink-O-Mania scenes that reveal that a lot of the season 4 events took place on Will's birthday, March 22. But of course, his birthday was seemingly forgotten by every character in the show, which only makes his bad day as a third wheel to Mike and El even more sad and pathetic.

The Duffers said in an interview this was basically just a mistake and even said they might retcon his birthday to be May 22 since it could easily be dubbed over Joyce/Winona's line in season 2.

The fandom called bullshit on that for a number of reasons, which spawned "birthdaygate" which basically just theorizes that the forgetting of Will's birthday was an intentional and important story decision that will become relevant later on. There are further hints both on the Stranger Writers Twitter and in the show that suggest it was intentional:

This video is a good overview of other hints and mentions, but I would especially call out the "Sorry I forgot your birthday" card that's in the background both in season 2 and season 4.

There are a lot of variations of birthdaygate theories as to how and why his birthday is of importance to Vecna and how it will come up in the story, but this is the basics of it.

And the fact that all the official accounts posted Will for his birthday yesterday just confirms that they are not retconning his birthday and alludes to it being an important date in the show. The fact that they talked about retconning it in their interviews immediately post season 4 just make it more interesting that they're owning it now, in the promo for season 5. I'll be super interested to see how this comes together!

#stranger things #will byers #birthdaygate #stranger things 5 #st5 #st5 production

[chvnnie]

Letter Two: Nightmares

Love Letters Series Page

wc: 4.7k

genre: angst

warnings: apocalypse au, creature feature, use of weapons, HEAVY MENTIONS OF PTSD AND DESCRIPTIONS OF ANXIETY ATTACKS. this chapter is heavy and sad as it dives somewhat into the backstory of one of the members. please keep these warnings in mind. if i missed anything, PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

summary: when the world's a nightmare, it's hard to deal with your own.

this is a work of fiction. this fic in no way represents the stray kids members as people or as a whole. you are responsible for the media you consume. please read responsibly.

series taglist: @straystayvlive, @fawnpeaks, @strayingawayy, @almighty-obsession, @ershyni, @chai-papa, @moon0fthenight, @djeniryuu, @boomfrogg, @everglowdaisies — comment to be added

Hey, you.

You know what I’ve been thinking about lately?

The day the world went to shit.

I know a lot of people consider the day of the lab breakout the turning point, but I don’t. That was to be expected; we knew nothing about Nots. Keeping them in those glass chambers, studying their habits and transforms didn’t help much. A domesticated animal always acts differently than a wild one.

The day that I consider the end, we didn’t even know about Nots. You and I were in bed for the evening, the television playing softly while you read. I was in the bathroom shaving, hardly paying attention to the cheesy sitcom joke and recorded laughing. 

I remember the razor nicking my jaw, tongue between teeth as I hissed. Fuck, the sting of it was awful. The razor fell in the sink, taking your attention from your book. 

“You okay?” You ask, leaning in the bed to get a look in the bathroom. You laughed when you saw the little toilet paper square stuck to my face. 

“It’s not funny.”

Though, I was smiling. I like hearing you laugh. God, I can’t wait to be with you again. 

I remember washing my hands before I started to clean the wound, the show cutting to commercial break. 

If you or your loved one have ever taken the drug by the name Nottingal, you may be entitled to financial compensation.

You asked what that medication was for. I said I wasn’t sure, but texted Seungmin to ask. He responded within seconds: A blood thinner. That’s all it was, just a simple pill taken once daily to reduce the risk of blood clots. A lot of people take it. Nothing out of the ordinary. 

It still gives me the chills how easily we forgot about the medication, going to bed without a second thought. We moved past it, went to work the next day. The world kept turning, and the name faded from our memory. 

Just a common, everyday drug. Why would we give it more thought?

An oddly cold weekend in March. You walked the dog, I went to the gym with Changbin. Our lives crossed over around lunchtime, stuffed in the tiny apartment kitchen as we tried to make our meals. 

“We need a new apartment.” You complained. “I can hardly move in here.”

“What, you don’t want to be pressed up against me all the time?”

You scoffed at my joke, taking your sandwich and chips over to the couch. I was steps behind you, leaning close to my bowl of cereal so I didn’t spill any as I walked and ate. I sit, and you turn the tv on, left on the news channel for some reason. 

“Ah.” I said through a mouth full of cheerios. “Turn this shit—“

And then, we saw it. The early stages of a Not. A woman in her 40s, hospitalized for an adverse reaction to Nottingal. She reported having chills with extreme nausea, nothing holding in her stomach. Admitted overnight just for observation, her symptoms got worse. At first it was just a fever — but then it kept climbing and climbing and climbing, to the point where the woman was almost boiling. She would claw at her hospital robe, screeching from the intense heat. Doctors eventually had to secure her to the bed. 

Then, it started to get weird. They called it mania, at first. She wouldn’t speak, only responding with this terrible screeching sound, comparable to metal doors scraping against concrete. Her nails started to grow (both hands and toes) at a rapid pace, which was odd enough on its own. 

Only made worse by the way they started to fuse into the skin, the color darker than the night sky. Claws. A nurse checked on patient zero one day and reported hearing something that sounded like the snapping of bones. After further examination, she saw that the woman’s back was starting to arch, spine taking a new shape—

The claws scratched the nurse across the forearm. The nurse said it didn’t feel like anything more than a deep cat scratch, bandaged up and went about her day. Just to end up at her workplace that night, stumbling into the emergency room. Chills. Nausea. A fever that’s a little too high for comfort. 

That’s how we found out that it’s not only the pills that could cause a transformation. If the claws scratch you, the tip comes in contact with your bloodstream. That’s what it all comes down to; blood.

Two months. That’s all it took. From that commercial to the fall of humanity. Two months, and the world went to shit. 

I’m not really sure why I wrote all of that. You experienced it too; the fear, doubt. Really, does anyone see the end of the world coming? I don’t think I’ve fully grasped that this is my reality now, that it’s not some kind of fucked up dream an edible gave me. 

I so badly wish it was. Because even if this is the demise of mankind, not having you by my side is greater than my worst nightmare. 

Speaking of nightmares, Jisung’s are back. I was sure that after we settled at our new base (right next to the mail stall, conveniently) that they would settle more. It’s been a while since he’s had one, especially this extreme. 

We found an abandoned house. It’s not very big, but it fits all of us comfortably. Two floors, four bedrooms. The bathroom is still functioning, which is a treasure we’re not taking for granted. It’s funny how we still have running water, yet most places we hide out are missing that feature. The first shower I took in there almost made me cry; it was freezing, but it was a shower. Little things really do make the apocalypse easier. 

Jisung’s in one of the upstairs rooms. It looks like it belonged to a child — bunk beds decorated with floral sheets and stuffed animals. The walls have drawings tacked on them, a bulletin board with movie tickets and notes from friends. It’s hard to look at. Wherever that child is, I hope she is safe. She was well loved. 

Nobody wanted to stay in that room. It’s difficult to swallow, to be surrounded by the reminders of such an innocent life. But it has the best view of the front of the house, the boarded up windows have enough space for the barrel of Jisung’s sniper to fit through. He dropped his duffel by the closet, setting up his gun. 

“Are you sure?” I had asked Jisung, an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. It still happens now whenever I walk in there. “There’s space on the office—“

“I’ll be fine.” He looked through the scope, positioning the gun accordingly. “It has the best view.”

“I can stay in here, too—“ Hyunjin started to say, but was quickly cut off. 

“I said I’m fine.” Jisung doesn’t spare us a look. “Don’t worry about it.”

It was weird how he snapped at him. Honestly, ever since we left midtown, Jisung has been a little rougher than usual. Especially with Hyunjin. Remember how long it took to convince him that picking him up was the right thing to do? I feel like every letter I wrote you after we found Hyunjin was about his distaste for him. But I thought we had turned a corner — in fact, they were literally inseparable in midtown. Then we left, and…

Jisung is hiding something. 

There was no reason to push the issue. You know Jisung, once his mind is made up, it’s almost impossible to change. Hyunjin is bunking with me in the master bedroom. He’s a cold sleeper, I’ve learned, often waking up with him huddled by my back. It’s made me miss you even more; how many mornings have I woken up with you attached to my back like a koala? Face buried in my shoulder blade, snores vibrating against it. 

I can’t wait to wake up to that again. To you again. 

The nightmare came a night when I wasn't on guard. I had been sleeping pretty soundly, actually. Hyunjin’s fluffy hair was right in my face, the cotton sheets nice and cool against my bare chest. It had been a while since I slept so well.

Earth shattering screams tore me from that peaceful sleep. Both Hyunjin and I practically jumped from the bed, weapons easily accessible and in hand. Did something get in? Were one of our men hurt? 

Hyunjin’s face went pale when we heard the scream again. He dropped his knife, mumbling the younger man's name before sprinting from the room. 

Jisung was on the bottom bunk, comforter low on his hips. He wasn’t dressed in anything other than sweatpants, the scar on his left rib cage looking more red than usual. Almost irritated, raised. The perfect circle as angry as the cries coming from its owner. 

His nails were scratching at his neck, thrashing in the bed as he cried. Round tears rolling down his cheeks in earnest, voice cracking and turning raw. Whatever was happening behind his eyelids was devastating, all of his fears brightly burning for him. 

“Jisung.” Hyunjin had said, climbing into the tiny bunk with him. His body jerked, trying to resist the hold he was put in. Head cradled to his friend’s chest, he starts to rock. “It’s not real. It’s not real.”

Jeongin came over the walkie. It’s his night on guard. “No breaches at the back. Bin?”

“Front is clear.” Changbin responds quickly, the unasked question obvious to all of us. 

“Clear up top.” I responded, keeping my voice as low as possible. “It’s Jisung.”

No response. None needed. Everyone will keep their post, or try to go back to sleep. Too many hands and it only makes things worse for him. 

Hyunjin is good at soothing him, bringing him out of the nightmare with minimal damage. Softly, he brushes the fluffy hair from his face, keeping a firm rocking motion. Gentle reminders whispered to him; he’s safe, it’s just a dream, it’s not real. I watched him rock my friend for at least five minutes, the screams coming to an end as he started to twitch awake. With a string of fearful whimpers, Jisung’s eyes finally opened and found Hyunjin’s. 

The moment felt like years. Their eyes locked, the tears finding an end as they stared at each other, seemingly lost in the gaze. Hyunjin smiled softly at him, and it looked like Jisung was melting. An immediate peace washing over him, the nightmare so far out of grasp it’s forgettable. 

Then he’s shoving himself out of his arms, cursing and mumbling under his breath to “let him the fuck go”. It was hard to miss the way Hyunjin’s face crumbled, though he quickly composed himself. 

“You had another nightmare.” Hyunjin’s voice is so gentle, though it cracks with an emotion he’s trying to suppress. 

“I know.” Jisung snapped, bringing his knees to his chest as he huddled into the corner. Body pressed against the wall, avoiding his gaze. 

“Do you want to—“

“Can you fucking leave?” He asked, though it didn’t sound convincing. “I want to talk to hyung.”

Hyunjin smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes. With a nod, he climbed out of the bunk bed, patting my shoulder as he walked past me. When the door shut, I heard him release a shaky gasp. 

I stayed by the door, wanting to give Jisung as much room as I could. He kept his head facing the wall, breaths starting to even out as he worked on grounding himself. In and out, like you taught him. Think of happy thoughts, remind yourself that the world is more than the darkness that consumes you. I watched as his shoulders relaxed, body starting to slump as he found the peace he was looking for. 

“Sit with me?” It was hard to hear, the question whispered into the foundation of the house. I crossed the tiny room, sitting by the ladder leading up to the top bunk. Giving him as much physical space as I could. 

It was silent between us. Our breaths filling the dark room—

Wait. It’s completely dark. When I stood, I could hear his lips part, the start of protests rolling from his tongue. I didn’t walk far, only to the closet. Flicking on the light, I pulled the door open, letting just a sliver of it spill out. 

“Why didn’t you turn this on?” I asked softly, trying to keep my tone steady. I didn’t want him to think I was accusing him, or blaming him for the nightmare. 

Jisung shrugged. “I wanted to try.” He pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, rubbing tight circles. “Obviously it didn’t work.”

I returned to my seat. With the light on, it was easy to see what Jisung was doing before he fell asleep. His journal face down on the floor, an uncapped pen right beside it. His favorite book, worn out and damn near falling apart, was tabbed open with a photo of the two of you (remember that beach trip we took last year? When he was home on leave? It’s from when the two of you were building that sandcastle, the polaroid still as clear as the day I took it. It’s one of my favorites) and a sketch of what looked like daisies. Yellow and pink, they cover the page, only broken up by a little signature in the bottom. One we all know too well at this point. 

There was something missing from his pile, something that the picture reminded me of. “Where are your dogtags?”

He seemed tense at that question, sighing as he brought his hands down. “I think I lost them in midtown.”

It didn’t feel like the truth, but there wasn’t any need to press it. I simply nodded, taking the lie for what it was. 

“I’m sorry I woke you.”

I huffed a laugh. “Don’t apologize for that shit.”

“Sleep is so precious now, I hate taking it from you—“

“Seriously, Sung.” I looked at my friend, who I was surprised was looking at me. When our eyes met, I gave a reassuring smile. “You know we don’t mind.”

Jisung didn’t believe me. He never does when I tell him that. Yet, he nodded, knowing that doubt will never leave him. “It was bad.”

“Sounded like it.” Never push him. That’s what I’ve learned. If he wants to open up, he will. But when it’s so fresh, so heavy in his mind, focusing on the details could drive him mad—

“The Nots.” He said softly, resting his chin on his knees. Not once did his gaze stray from me, wide eyes filling with fresh tears. “They came. Here.”

I will admit, it confused me as to why this upset him so badly. We had seen at least five groups of them by this point, a few even crossing the front gate. They never stayed, always distracted by something in the distance. He had even shot a few. 

Staying in this room was a bad idea. I knew it from the moment we arrived, even though he was insistent. I should have forced him into a different room, made him sleep anywhere else but here. It’s no surprise that the previous owner appeared in his dream, her small body twisted into the horror that we’re too familiar with. 

“It got me thinking.” Jisung started to cry again. “Nots like to stay close to home—“

“No.” I cut the thought off before he could finish it. “You can’t go there, Jisung.”

He knew I was right. But you know him; stubborn as can fucking be, clinging to things with an annoyingly tight grip. As soon as it crossed his mind, there was no way he was letting it go. Instead of arguing, he just nodded. Mumbles something in agreement. It wasn’t going to escape him, and it would be silly for us to pretend it would. 

“Will you sleep in here with me?” He asked. 

I couldn’t help but wince. It didn’t feel right, the idea of resting here. “Why don’t you come to the master bedroom with me? There’s enough room for you, me, and Hyunjin—“

As soon as I mentioned his name, Jisung’s eyes went dark. “No.” He said simply. “I would rather stay here.”

I wanted to tell him no. To go back to the comfortable bed where I could sleep easily, not worrying about being haunted by a life not fully lived. 

“I just don’t want to leave my gun.” Jisung said. “That’s it.”

Another lie. I had no choice but to take it as is. Nodding as I climbed the ladder. 

As far as I know, Jisung didn’t talk about the nightmare with anyone else. The day following was spent with Minho, organizing the weapons in the living room. He sat on the ground, wiping the blood and dirt from barrels of guns. Sweat beaded his forehead, glasses low on his nose. But he laughed, joking with everyone who walked past.

Except Hyunjin. 

I cleaned out the old pantry with Seungmin, still keeping the good food while disposing of the others. “They left in a hurry.” He said as he chunked another fruit cup in the trash. “Something must have happened here.”

They must have recently gone grocery shopping. A lot of snack boxes were untouched, the expiration date still a month or two away. “Can’t blame them.”

“No.” He threw a can of expired condensed milk at the trash can, shooting it like a basketball. Somehow, it made it. “You really can’t.”

That night, Jisung and I took every precaution to avoid a nightmare. The closest door was cracked open, yellow light filling the room. His old radio was tuned to some station that hasn’t been manned since the fall, playing the same jazz songs on repeat. The loop starts again every three hours, but even in the annoyance, it’s enough noise to help him sleep. 

I had barely fallen asleep when he had another nightmare. To the bottom bunk I went, holding my friend and rocking him until he woke up. We did it again the next night, and the next, and the next. Nightmare after nightmare, though the details were always the same. A group of Nots, the smaller one in the back of the group. Vicious and hungry. 

It was the room. It had to be, baby. I’ve been racking my brain for an explaination, because if it isn’t the fucking room, then I don’t know. And not knowing is the scariest part; all of this is so…predictable. 

But these nightmares. They were anything but. 

Jisung couldn’t sleep one night, the impending nightmare driving him mad. He sat by the gun, rereading his book with his feet propped up on the window sill. Or, it looked like he was reading. When I got closer, I saw him tracing the painted flowers with his finger. 

“I’m going to bed.” He snapped the book shut when he realized I was there. “You should, too.”

Jisung pushes his glasses up, nodding as he rubs his eyes. “I’ll try in a bit.” He gave me a weary smile. “Sleep well, okay?”

I didn’t. My eyes didn’t even shut, focused on counting the bumps on the ceiling. I couldn’t allow myself to, not until I knew Jisung was on the bed beneath me, trying to rest despite his fears. You made me promise I would take care of him, and it was an easy one to make. I’m trying my love, even if his stubborn ass makes it incredibly difficult. 

He was mostly quiet in his corner, humming a song or two before falling silent. Every time I glanced at him, his back was to me. Same position as before, thumbing through the book this time. Actually reading. 

My eyes had started to shut when I heard the walkie click. 

“Min.” Hyunjin’s voice cut through. “How’s the back?”

A beat. “Meh.” Seungmin responded. “Per us—ah, fuck.”

“Don’t say it like that.” A whine came from the older man. 

“You’ll see them soon. Mid sized pack, moving quickly.” The walkie cut off, familiar squawks of Nots heard even from my bed upstairs. “Must be hungry.”

The book snapped shut, chair squeaking as Jisung pushed it out. I watched him stand, lean over the scope as he focused outside. 

“Look at those ugly fuckers.” Hyunjin says with a sigh. “There are so—Jesus!”

Click. Hyunjin is gone, his exclamation is enough to make me sit up in bed. Jisung fumbled for the walkie, his hand shaking as he pressed the button. “Stop messing around, Jin.”

“Sung—“ He clicks back immediately, shock heavy in his tone. Is it from hearing Jisung’s voice, or what he saw? “Sorry, that pack just took out a stray.”

I listen to Jisung curse under his breath, annoyed at how the older man frightened him. Made him think we were under siege. He puts his eye back to the scope, and the walkie falls from his hand. 

Then screams. Earth shattering screams. 

Jisung is on the ground, sitting beneath the window with his hands over his ears. Back and forth he rocks, sobbing loudly with his eyes shut. “No, no.” He cries out. “No, no, no, no—“

I don’t have to ask. I don’t even have to look through the scope, but I do anyway. In the back of the pack is a smaller Not. Brown hair, waves breaking the straight pattern.

The worst thing about Nots is if you know who they were, they won’t be hard to spot after the transformation. There goes the little girl whose room we’ve slept in, tailing behind what looks like her parents. 

“Jisung?” Hyunjin cuts through the walkie again. “What’s going on? Answer me.” 

He responds with another scream, kicking the walkie as far from him as he can. The weight of it is weighing down on him, crushing his already fragile being into nothing but dust. His back is hitting the wall, nails in his throat. My friend, almost unrecognizable on the ground next to me. 

“I’m coming up.” Hyunjin says, and I snatch the walkie from the ground. 

“Keep your post.” I said. “I’m with him. If they get close, shoot.”

I don’t hear what Hyunjin said to me. Dropping to a squat in front of my friend, I gently remove his hands from his neck. “Jisung, talk to me.”

“I t-told you.” He says in a broken sob. “I told y-you, I told you—“

“Shh, I know.” I tried my best, really. I think you would be proud of me; everything you taught me about him, how to be the friend he needs in big moments. Though I’m convinced no one could ever be as good as you at this, I think I’m a pretty good third. Or like, fourth or fifth option. “I’m sorry I didn’t listen better.”

He shook his head, hiccuping through his tears. I kept a firm grasp on his wrists, letting him rock as much as he needed to. Tears stung my eyes; it’s kind of a given that watching your friend experience something like this is hard. But rarely do we talk about just how gut wrenching it is. My brave friend, nothing but a shell in my hands. 

“Jisung.” I said his name softly. “We have to do it.”

“No!” He shouted loud enough to make the earth vibrate. “H-hyung, can’t. I c-can’t—“

“Hey, hey.” I grab him, pulling him into a hug. He fought it for a second, pushing at my chest to try to escape, though he eventually caved. The tears were warm against my shoulder, violent sobs muffled. “You don’t have to. I will.”

That’s when his eyes shot open, the fight returning to him. “D-don’t do that to her.” He cried. “She’s just a k-kid—“

Baby. I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know how I can pretend that this didn’t hurt me. Her pictures were everywhere; in the living room, across the hallways. The bulletin boards held strips of her and her friends. No more than nine or ten. A life barely lived, forced into an existence that she can never escape. 

I cried. Sniffling in Jisung’s ear and swallowing dryly. “It isn’t fair to leave her like this.” I told him, though it was more for myself. Trying to convince both of us it’s the humane thing to do in a society that’s anything but. 

Jisung was limp. Sobbing into my shoulder, mumbling weak pleas. Reconsider. Let her go—

“Seungmin.” Hyunjin’s voice cut through. “How’s the back?”

“Clear. You?”

“Not. They’re approaching.”

It had to be done. I had to let Jisung go, to let him curl into a ball as he covered his ears, awaiting the inevitable. Picking up the walkie, I clicked through. “Changbin, are you awake?”

He didn’t even wait a second. “Yeah.”

“Relieve Hyunjin. Take Minho with you.”

No questions were asked. There was no protest from the ball at my feet, shaking as he quietly sobbed. I waited, the sound of footsteps rushing past the door until the ones I needed found their way inside. 

Hyunjin’s hair was a mess. A headband kept the frizzy locks out of his face. But that isn’t what caught my eye. The tags resting in the center of his chest, the ones we know all too well. 

He moved to Jisung, the younger man letting him pull him close. Carefully, he sat him in his lap, rocking him. Back and forth, back and forth. Whispers of comfort heard even through the hands that clasped his ears. 

When it comes to Jisung’s comfort, you are first. But there’s no doubt that Hyunjin is second. 

Through watery eyes, I look through the scope. The gun is lightweight, easy to maneuver. Bodies of Nots litter the front yard, the ones who haven’t taken a bullet yet clawing at their own. I watched as another was it, terrible squeals released into the night as it twitched to its death. It took me a moment to find her. Behind the gate, lost in the body of an unrecognizable animal. 

After I aimed, I shut my eyes. I don’t know how she died, my love, but I know I’ll never forget how painfully human her cries were. Freshly turned, returning to her home. Nots don’t like to wander far. 

I boarded that room up today. Lock the door and hid the key somewhere no one will ever find it — within our group, or others who seek refuge here. She deserves to rest, and I’ll be damned if anyone disturbs her. 

Jisung requested the sniper be moved to the office. Minho and I worked on it for him. He refused to touch it. It’s been a few days, but I’m the only one who has used it. I don’t know how long it will take him to be comfortable with it again. 

At least he’s finally sleeping. The master bed was big enough for all three of us, though now Hyunjin seems to cling to Jisung. When he wakes, the younger man will shove him away. Though, I’ve caught him pretending to sleep. Enjoying the hold the artist has on him. 

It’s a good home. I think we’ll be here for a while. The guys seem to like it a lot, and the normalcy that’s felt here — well, you don’t need me to explain how valued that is. 

I’m glad to hear all has been going somewhat well for you guys. Felix has been asking nonstop about you. I think he’s a little obsessed with the idea of a ranch. You’ll have to teach him about the horses; he’s been reading up about them since his injury (which has gotten better, by the way. He’s off crutches as of yesterday according to Dr. Kim. Don’t tell him I called him that). The idea of getting to ride one has kept him going. 

We’ve been mapping a route out there, but still have some things to finalize. I don’t want to get your hopes up, so I’ll tell you more when I know more. 

I love you, you know? If it’s possible, this shit has made me love you even more. In the nightmare of this world, you’re like a guiding light. I hope I don’t have to wander much longer to find you.

Stay safe, my love. I’ll be upset if I have to cuddle Hyunjin forever. 

Forever yours,

Chan

#stray kids angst #skz angst #stray kids fluff #skz fluff #stray kids smut #skz smut #bang chan angst #chan angst #bang chan fluff #chan fluff #lee know angst #lee minho angst #minho angst #changbin angst #seo changbin angst #hyunjin angst #hyunjin fluff #han jisung angst #han angst #jisung angst #han jisung fluff #han fluff #jisung fluff #lee felix angst #felix angst #kim seungmin angst #seungmin angst #i.n angst #jeongin angst

[stiles-o-dylan24]

|| Jason x Aubree Marin || PLL Rewrite || TAGLIST ||  • AUBSON🎶 • SHIPS OF TGWP •

Season One

Chapter 1 - I'm Still Here

Chapter 2 - The Jenna Thing

Chapter 3 - To Kill a Mocking Girl

Chapter 4 - Can You Hear Me Now?

Chapter 5 - Reality Bites Me

Chapter 6 - There's No Place Like Homecoming

Chapter 7 - The Homecoming Hangover

Chapter 8 - Please, Do Talk About Me When I'm Gone

Chapter 9 - The Perfect Storm

Chapter 10 - Keep Your Friends Close

Chapter 11 - Moments Later

Chapter 12 - Salt Meets Wound

Chapter 13 - Know Your Frenemies

Chapter 14 - Careful What U Wish 4

Chapter 15 - If at First You Don't, Succeed, Lie, Lie Again

Chapter 16 - Je Suis Une Amie

Chapter 17 - The New Normal

Chapter 18 - The Badass Seed

Chapter 19 - A Person of Interest

Chapter 20 - Someone to Watch Over Me

Chapter 21 - Monsters in the End

Chapter 22 - For Whom the Bell Tolls

Season Two

Chapter 23 - It's Alive

Chapter 24 - The Goodbye Look

Chapter 25 - My Name Is Trouble

Chapter 26 - Blind Dates

Chapter 27 - The Devil You Know

Chapter 28 - Never Letting Go

Chapter 29 - Surface Tension

Chapter 30 - Save the Date

Chapter 31 - Surface Tension

Chapter 32 - Save the Date

Chapter 33 - Picture This

Chapter 34 - Touched by an 'A'-ngel

Chapter 35 - I Must Confess

Chapter 36 - Over My Dead Body

Chapter 37 - The First Secret

Chapter 38 - Through Many Dangers, Toils, and Snares

Chapter 39 - A Hot Piece of A

Chapter 40 - Let the Water Hold Me Down

Chapter 41 - Blond Leading the Blind

Chapter 42 - A Kiss Before Lying

Chapter 43 - The Naked Truth

Chapter 44 - CTRL:A

Chapter 45 - Breaking the Code

Chapter 46 - Father Knows Best

Chapter 47 - Eye of the Beholder

Chapter 48 - If These Dolls Could Talk

Chapter 49 - unmAsked

Season Three

Chapter 50 - It Happened 'That Night'

Chapter 51 - Blood Is the New Black

Chapter 52 - Kingdom of the Blind

Chapter 53 - Birds of a Feather

Chapter 54 - That Girl Is Poison

Chapter 55 - The Remains of the 'A'

Chapter 56 - Crazy

Chapter 57 - Stolen Kisses

Chapter 58 - The Kahn Game

Chapter 59 - What Lies Beneath

Chapter 60 - Single Fright Female

Chapter 61 - The Lady Killer

Chapter 62 - This Is a Dark Ride

Chapter 63 - She's Better Now

Chapter 64 - Mona-Mania

Chapter 65 - Misery Loves Company

Chapter 66 - Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Inferno

Chapter 67 - Dead to Me

Chapter 68 - What Becomes of the Broken-Hearted

Chapter 69 - Hot Water

Chapter 70 - Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Chapter 71 - Will the Circle Be Unbroken?

Chapter 72 - I'm Your Puppet

Chapter 73 - A Dangerous gAme

Season Four

Chapter 74 - A Is for A-l-i-v-e

Chapter 75 - Turn of the Shoe

Chapter 76 - Cat's Cradle

Chapter 77 - Face Time

Chapter 78 - Gamma Zeta Die!

Chapter 79 - Under the Gun

Chapter 80 - Crash and Burn, Girl!

Chapter 81 - The Guilty Girl's Handbook

Chapter 82 - Into the Deep

Chapter 83 - The Mirror Has Three Faces

Chapter 84 - Bring Down the Hoe

Chapter 85 - Now You See Me, Now You Don't

Chapter 86 - Grave New World

Chapter 87 - Who's in the Box?

Chapter 88 - Love ShAck, Baby

Chapter 89 - Close Encounters

Chapter 90 - Bite Your Tongue

Chapter 91 - Hot for Teacher

Chapter 92 - Shadow Play

Chapter 93 - Free Fall

Chapter 94 - She's Come Undone

Chapter 95 - Cover for Me

Chapter 96 - Unbridled

Chapter 97 - 'A' Is for Answers

Season Five

Chapter 98 - EscApe from New York

Chapter 99 - Whirly Girly

Chapter 100 - Surfing the Aftershocks

Chapter 101 - Thrown from the Ride

Chapter 102 - Miss Me x100

Chapter 103 - Run, Ali, Run

Chapter 104 - The Silence of E. Lamb

Chapter 105 - Scream for Me

Chapter 106 - March of Crimes

Chapter 107 - A Dark Ali

Chapter 108 - No One Here Can Love or Understand Me

Chapter 109 - Taking This One to the Grave

Chapter 110 - How the 'A' Stole Christmas

Chapter 111 - Through a Glass, Darkly

Chapter 112 - Fresh Meat

Chapter 113 - Over a Barrel

Chapter 114 - The Bin of Sin

Chapter 115 - Oh What Hard Luck Stories They All Hand Me

Chapter 116 - Out Damned Spot

Chapter 117 - Pretty Isn't the Point

Chapter 118 - Bloody Hell

Chapter 119 - To Plea or Not to Plea

Chapter 120 - The Melody Lingers On

Chapter 121 - I'm a Good Girl, I Am

Chapter 122 - Welcome to the Dollhouse

Season Six

Chapter 123 - Game On, Charles

Chapter 124 - Songs of Innocence

Chapter 125 - Songs of Experience

Chapter 126 - Don't Look Now

Chapter 127 - She's No Angel

Chapter 128 - No Stone Unturned

Chapter 129 - O Brother, Where Art Thou

Chapter 130 - FrAmed

Chapter 131 - Last Dance

Chapter 132 - Game Over, Charles

Chapter 133 - Of Late I Think of Rosewood

Chapter 134 - Charlotte's Web

Chapter 135 - The Gloves Are On

Chapter 136 - New Guys, New Lies

Chapter 137 - Do Not Disturb

Chapter 138 - Where Somebody Waits for Me

Chapter 139 - We've All Got Baggage

Chapter 140 - Burn This

Chapter 141 - Did You Miss Me?

Chapter 142 - Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars

Season Seven

Chapter 143 - Tick-Tock, Bitches

Chapter 144 - Bedlam

Chapter 145 - The Talented Mr. Rollins

Chapter 146 - Hit and Run, Run, Run

Chapter 147 - Along Comes Mary

Chapter 148 - Wanted: Dead or Alive

Chapter 149 - Original G'A'ngsters

Chapter 150 - Exes and OMGs

Chapter 151 - The Wrath of Kahn

Chapter 152 - The DArkest Knight

Chapter 153 - Playtime

Chapter 154 - These Boots Were Made for Stalking

Chapter 155 - Hold Your Piece

Chapter 156 - Power Play

Chapter 157 - In the Eye Abides the Heart

Chapter 158 - The Gloves That Rocks the Cradle

Chapter 159 - Driving Miss Crazy

Chapter 160 - Choose or Lose

Chapter 161 - Farewell, My Lovely

Chapter 162 - Till DeAth Do Us Part

#pretty little liars #pll #Jason dilaurentis #Jason dilaurentis x oc #Jason x oc #pretty little liars x oc #pll x oc #pretty little liars rewrite #the games we play #Jason dilaurentis fanfiction #Jason dilaurentis fan fiction #Jason Dilaurentis fanfic #Jason dilaurentis fan fic #pretty little liars fanfiction #pretty little liars fan fiction #pretty little liars fanfic #pretty little liars fan fic #pretty little liars masterlist #the games we play masterlist #masterlist #multiple chapters

[soaps-mohawk]

you're fucking roadrunner aren't u goddamn I've never seen someone write fics this fuckibg good so fast. you're amazing and your writing is pure gold I hope u have an amazing day

It's the mania lmaooo 😂

No, I'm just super excited for this fic, and I'm having so much fun writing it. To make a long story short, I was super involved with a different fandom last year, and I wrote about 89 fics for that fandom between like March and October. Then some stuff happened, and I wound up ultimately leaving the fandom.

It sucked and I kind of floated between fandoms for a bit, before...honestly I don't even remember what dragged me back to COD but I got the idea and decided to give in and write it (even though I have fics going in a different fandom 😬) and honestly? I haven't felt this much joy being in a fandom since last summer. Y'all are a big part of that, my readers and followers. I have so much love for all of you. When I started posting this fic, I expected it to flop. Like wholeheartedly did not expect even 100 notes on it, and here we are.

This got super detailed and sappy but yeah. That's why I keep putting out chapters so fast. It's cause I'm genuinely having fun writing for the first time in a while. I promise I'm taking a break for a couple days at least. I have some cleaning to do and I still need to do the playthrough like I told myself I need to do 😂

But really, thank you. You're so sweet and really it's all of you wonderful readers that are keeping me going 💚💚💚

#this got super long but i've been meaning to say it for a minute #answered

[wannawrasslewithjayrasheed]

The Go Home Show, March 23rd, 1998

The March 23rd episode opens with a Stone Cold promo. He instantly tells Kevin Kelly to shut up because he doesn't want to listen. He mentions what Vince said last week about being champion, and he cant be molded into anything else. Austin will continue to do whatever he wants whenever he wants and nobody can do a damn thing about it. Austin is looking ahead to Mania.

Slaughter informs Austin that he in fact DOESNT have the night off and will compete tonight and then he does his "Thats an order'' gimmick sayin Mr. McMahon gave the order. He then announces his opponent in The Rock and Austin replies "that's fine, he'll walk through all the trash". Slaughter then tells Austin that if he doesn't wrestle tonight he'll forfeit his main event at WrestleMania.

Stone Cold has to remind Slaughter he just said he would wrestle the match..in a moment of getting annoyed he hits Sgt. Slaughter with a Stunner and i kid you not the man did a front flip. Old men just don't bump for the stunner like they used to.

Later on in the night DX comes out to cut a promo. First Triple H wants to see footage from last week and we see his winning the championship.

Triple H says at Mania Chyna will be handcuffed to "The Chin" (not going to lie I loved all the Slaughter jokes from this time). But it wont be a factor because he owns Owen and he should just stay at home, if the black hart shows up to Wrestlemania then HHH will put him in the wheelchair for good. Shawn points out a fan at ringside and makes fun of her huge boobs and calls her a skank,

all of which didn't phase her in the least bit. He addresses the back and forth banter between Austin and McMahon and compares it to a girl fight with pinches. He said there's a cat fight booked at Mania (probably referring to Sable and Luna in their tag team match with Marc Mero and Goldust). Shawn appreciates the fact that Vince doesn't want Steve to become champ but the truth is Steve doesn't care and neither does he (Shawn). Shawn tell Steve for forget about Vince and stunning Slaughter he needs to focus on Shawn at mania and there's only one way to accomplish his 8 year dream. Shawn says he's the same age as Steve but accomplished so much more throughout his entire run but he's going to give him that one opportunity at WrestleMania. Stone Cold has to overcome Shawn and he also has to overcome one more thing...after feigning amnesia he pulls Tyson into the camera frame and says DX's Mike Tyson is the special enforcer.

 Tyson says hell knock Austin out if he gets in the way. Shawn asks Mike "who will walk out of WrestleMania STILL champion?" Mike say's

So I guess he just gave Shawn a new nickname...anyway Shawn then asks whos the baddest man on the planet and Mike says "YOU ARE HEA..." No I'm kidding he knew Shawn was referring to him he says he is. And Shawn ends it by saying DX will rule the wrestling world forever and that's his last promo at least as a performer until his return in 2002.

In the main event Rock and Austin go for a lock up and Rock gets Steve in the corner,

Austin flips it around and breaks the hold flipping Rocky off as only Steve can. After more back n forth the camera cuts to DX watching the match in their locker room.

The Rock gets Austin down but Austin pops up with a Lou Thez Press outta nowhere giving him a boost of momentum. The Rock then ducks a Stunner and bails to the outside. Austin attacks Mark to get at the Rock, he smashes Rock into the steps and once the action get back in the ring Rock begs for mercy but he gets a mudhole stomped in his ass. Rock ducks a clothes line and bails back to the outside. Austin grabs a chair to handle the members of the Nation of Domination at ringside. And while Austin is distracted Rocky comes from behind with a suprise attack and slams austin into the ring steps. Throwing him back in the ring The Rock kicks and chokes Austin in the corner, after letting up for a bit Mark Henry gets a quick choke in while the ref is distracted and the show goes to commercial break. When the commerical break is over Austin is shown having the Rock in a sleeper hold. The Rock escapes by running Austin into the corner and then boom we gets steve in the middle of the ring with the most electrifying move in sport entertainment.

Austin kicks out so Rock applies a Chinlock, no submitting so Rock goes for another peoples elbow but Steve moves out of the way. Steve hits Rock with 3 clotheslines back to back

and avoids a back body drop but caught that Stunner. Austin wins.. but D Lo tries to run and he too catches a stunner. DX music plays and they come out,

Shawn says he already turned his lights out once with Sweet Chin Music but this sunday he's going to do it one last time. He leaves for a second before coming RIGHT BACK OUT... I don't know why exactly, but he's in a huff, too took his jacket off and everything lol.

All jokes aside Vince probably told him to go back out there...or he wont get his fanny pack back (sorry I couldn't resist)

Triple h holds him back. Of course its to stall while the show goes off the air all for building anticipation for a show that really had already sold itself...

Next Stop.. WRESTLEMANIA!!!!

Are you ready?

#90s wwf #nostalgia #wwe #stone cold steve austin #shawn michaels #pro wrestling #boston #wrestlemaniaxiv #throwback #jayrasheed #wrestlingblog #wrestleblr #the rock #dwayne johnson #the undertaker

[odayakajanai]

Vocaloid Songs You Might Have Missed - November 2023

Hi, welcome to the third entry in my "Vocaloid Songs You Might Have Missed" series... What do you mean we're over halfway done with December?!

I want to highlight some of the best yet-to-be-discovered music being produced with Vocaloids and other vocal synths.

Last month's post is here, and this month's is under the break.

As usual, I've separated the songs into three rough categories, more for my own organization than anything else. All of these songs are worth your critical listen, but I've left notes under my favorites or on anything I found particularly interesting.

Full playlist here, individual tracks below.

Rock

Colorful / クシャミィ feat. 花隈千冬

ことなかれ / うしお feat. 音街ウナ Sorry for lying! This actually came out in an album way back in March (purchase here), but it wasn't released as a single until November. Underneath the monster wave of Teto SV-mania, Una also received an update and there's been a nice bump in songs featuring her.

国士無双十三面待ちガール / TakoyakiKZY feat. 初音ミク Pon-nya! Chi-nya! Kan-nya! Kan-nya! Chi-nya! Riichi-nya! Ron-nya! Tsumo-nya!

chroma / karon feat. 鏡音リン Noodly guitar reminiscent of Ishifuro (who I desperately want back as a Vocaloid producer instead of whatever he's doing with Necry-Talkie...)

Pop

ニアーメロウ/ 稲井琴 feat. 重音テト One of my favorite things about Teto SV is the natural breathiness of her middle-lower register, and I feel like this song showcases it exceptionally well.

らゔゅッッ!!! / 鯖頭 feat. 初音ミク

タチが悪いな立川 / 井上春 feat. 初音ミク

嘘と未来 / うわべ feat. 足立レイ

Sunday Fly / Keriko Kick, TSoudai feat. 可不

欲しくて夢に見る / LLSY feat. 夏色花梨

零 / 音無あふ feat. 足立レイ Standard fare for a Rei tune, but this is some of the most intelligible tuning I've heard of her (at least in the UTAU world, some of the AI-assisted stuff is just uncanny).

侵略くにょにょん / サカダケイ feat. 重音テト One of the standout tracks of this month's list. Topsy-turvy, short and sweet, and it has the Namigroove seal of approval!

涼しさ / Sebon feat. VY1

ミスコミ(ュニケーション) / inori feat. GUMI ...Trippie Redd type beat...

Electronic

匿命に溺れて / 砂乃未時 feat. ハヤネ, カマネ, ナースロボ＿タイプT

彼方 / m.tomi feat. 知声

IDON'TCAREANYMOREEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!! / ゲルニカヘルベチ feat. 初音ミク Finally, Miku hyperpop!

総理！遅刻します！ / Shu feat. 初音ミク

心電図 / suni feat. 初音ミク

Acheron / 西島尊大 feat. Gekiyakuβ The bit in the middle where it goes into those Hakushi Hasegawa style chords... so good.

aquarium / 凍傷のエト feat. 名前シレズ This one has a UST (and Teto cover) already. It's exactly the kind of mellow song heavy in programmed drums that I love.

箱庭（ハコニワ） / おしっこ怪獣 feat. 重音テト The spliced vocals and stereo imaging in this song make it great for headphone listening.

#music #vocaloid #hanakuma chifuyu #otomachi una #hatsune miku #kagamine rin #kasane teto #adachi rei #kafu #vy1 #gumi #nurse robo type t #chis-a #gekiyaku beta #namae shirezu #cevio ai #synthv #utau #utauloid #cevio

[wheelersblue]

It's Will's birthday today! 3/22!!🎉

Let's go over all the weird details regarding this special day.

First of all what do the numbers of his birthday add up to? 3 + 2 + 2 = 7. The number seven is where it all started. We know from season one that Will rolled a seven while playing DnD, but chose not to tell the whole party that his character lost against the demogorgan. But, he did choose to tell Mike after Lucas and Dustin leave, clueing the audience in from the beginning that these two have a significant bond.

From the Wiki we know that Mike and Will met on the swings in 1976, but it doesn't mention the day. I've been wondering about this for a while, but recently i saw this super interesting post. Definitely check it out! They go into much more detail on this specific part and the meaning than I will here.

In season two when Mike tells Will "It was the first day of Kindergarten. I had no friends and I just felt so alone and scared..." American schools usually started after labor day up until the late 90s, so with that in mind the only day that could've been their first day of school was Tuesday, 9/7/1976. They met on the seventh.

The fact that the numbers of Will's birthday add up to equal seven really nails in how significant and important the number seven is and shows us more proof of byler endgame. They've been planning this from the beginning!

Now let's take a look at his playlist:

3 hours and 22 minutes?? Clearly the writers didn't forget it was his birthday at Rink O' Mania if it keeps popping up everywhere.

Also at Rink O' Mania, the video camera used to film El shows that the date is March 22nd.

They didn't have to add in that detail, they could've had the camera show any other date. There didn't even have to be a shot through the camera. Unless... Will's birthday, and everyone forgetting it is important to the plot? What a weird idea! Who would've guessed!

So why did everyone forget his birthday? Even his own mom!!?

This next part is loosely based on this post here.

Take a look at this newspaper:

This paper was published on March 26th, 1959 which was a Thursday.

The Creels were killed the week of the 22nd, Will's birthday. I couldn't find a picture sadly but in the "Bulletin" section of this newspaper it says “Local family man, Victor Creel, murdered his wife and two small children Saturday night.” Saturday was the 21st.

If Henry's family (excluding Victor Creel) were killed the night of the 21st, then he was probably taken to the lab sometime between then and dawn of the 22nd. So, it's an understatement to say that March 22nd, 1959 was a pretty shitty day for Henry. It was the day when everything terrible started to happen to him and his entire life tipped on it's head.

So it would make sense that Vecna would want to... erase this day, right? It's definitely possible that he tried to re-shape time for himself and remove this day from existence. Maybe, if Vecna altered with the 22nd it also messed up Will and his birthday, and his perception of time. This could be affecting or almost spreading to those around him also, everyone forgot his birthday and no one seems to have their perception of how much time has passed exactly right. Mike and Will argue over how "it's been a year" since the Byers moved but really, if they left in October of 1985 and Mike is visiting for spring break in March of 1986, it's only been 6 months. Not even a full school year.

Then we see Henry's villain arc come full circle in s4, with Henry/Vecna brutality murdering people. When do these murders start? The night of March 21st. Chrissy was killed that night in Eddie's trailer and her body was found the morning of the 22nd by Wayne Munson and the Hawkins Police Department.

Sound familiar? Chrissy's death follows an eerily similar storyline to the deaths of the Creels. She died on March 21st, in a violently grotesque way. Then, Eddie, the person who had witness her death is charged with murder and outcasted. Pretty similarly to Victor Creel and the death of Virginia & Alice if you ask me.

So what does all this mean?

If I had an direct answer I would tell you, but I don't know what all of this means yet either. The importance of March 21st/22nd here is pulling my brain into a pretzel lol. It's also strange that both of these numbers indirectly have something to do with seven. 3 + 2 + 2 = 7 and 21 is a multiple of seven. (Byler boyfriends destroy the upside down and save everyone confirmed?)

I also used an online calculator to find the distance in days, weeks, months, and years between 3/22/59, the day Henry was sent to the lab and Will's birthday, 3/22/71. but I didn't notice anything that suspicious.

Plus I did not look into it that much yet, I'm tired and I had to leave for work :,)

Anyway, if you read this far into my brain dump I applaud you. 👏

And I'm definitely going to be examining more dates and numbers in this show because it is what I do for fun now I guess, so apologies in advance haha (oh my god a tv show is turning me into a math nerd HELP)

#will byers #birthdaygate #analysis #creel family #henry creel #it was a seven #stranger things #vecna #st analysis #chrissy cunningham #3/22 gate #mike wheeler #byler

[stardust-era]

what is it about fall out boy coming back that makes bands break up?

-Save Rock and Roll came out in 2013 , My Chemical Romance split

-American Beauty/American Psycho came out in 2015, Cobra Starship split

-Mania came out in 2018, Brand New split

-the year is 2023, Fall Out Boy is once again releasing new music, a new album, So Much (For) Stardust) is set to drop sometime in March and Panic! At The Disco (re: Brendon Urie) is (finally) breaking up? splitting? disbanding? (what’s it called when it’s literally just one person left in the group)

#fall out boy #fob #my chemical romance #mcr #cobra starship #brand new #panic at the brendon #panic at the disco #brendon urie #so much for stardust #stardust era #srar #ab/ap #mania fob

[jade-everstone]

Art Summary 2023

(this post is a mirror of the original on my website - Link)

It's that time of year again.

Another design-y layout. Noticed this year I ended up using a lot more light color schemes than last year. I guess it's because this year I wasn't really feeling the same level of 'edge' and 'excitement'. But that's a point for later on. Before that, let's talk about each piece from this year.

January - Io, meets Io!

The first finished pic of the year. Demonic Io meets Reploid Io! This was made as piece to show off both versions of Io together, and reploid! Io ended up being my PFP on other sites for most of the year.

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February - XZA hangout

This was part of a Secret Valentines exchange for ssshrimpie on Twitter, featuring X, Zero, and Axl together in a group hangout

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March - Io Lounge

Render of Io lounging. This was originally a companion piece to my business card design, originally made to be a postcard design that'd serve a similar purpose. But the idea ended up getting canned & this render stuck around as a page header

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April - Battle with the Lake Demon

This one's a complete reimagining of an older piece of mine for a personal worldbuilding project of mine, spotlighting the main focus of androids hunting demons. Widow, the hunter featured, is about to land the final blow

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May - PC-Mania!

Highlighting since this was the release of my first webseries, PC-Mania! The story of Jade and Iri, two girlfriends where after their computer breaks in a freak accident they have to get a new one... everything goes wrong. This project has had it's ups and downs since then, mostly suffering from post-graduation fatigue + being unable to rebuild a buffer in time. But It's still ongoing & at the time of writing is looking to be finished in 2024.

Available to read on Comic Fury!

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June - MECHA-CHUSSETTS MENTIONED

I'm pretty sure this is the only thing I drew during June because I couldn't find anything else other than this pic of Io as your average New Englander. (for the record, Reploid!Io is from Mecha-chussetts… or Mecha-Chuchets as it's spelled in canon)

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July - Autumn Travels

This year also marks my return to entering zines (the first ones I entered were way back in 2020). I was in two this year; Window to Worlds 2023, and Good Eats: An OC Zine. The one spotlighted is from Window to Worlds & was inspired by fall train trips I did during my time in college.

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August - Me and Io

A self-indulgent pic of me with Reploid! Io. This was more of a test drive for my set-up at home, since my workspace during college was completely different from what I have at home (even with the upgrades I've made since then).

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September - Skibidi-IO

brrr skibidi dum dum dum yes YES

Or in other words I joined a Skibidi toilet collab over on Newgrounds & now I have a pic of Io as an evil toilet hellbent on world domination

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October - Rocket Render

Another snippet from that personal worldbuilding project, this time featuring Rocket, an old android who was built as part of a demon-fighting army, but has since retired to work on a farm and help the surviving populace that way

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November - 9:15 Slushie

5 shorts about the surreal experience of getting a slushie from the convenience store at night, inspired by surreal experiences of my own. It was a black and white comic that was designed to be a something I could easily run copies of at home.

Available to download on Itch.Io, and read on Newgrounds

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December - Hornet!

And finally, my piece for the Newgrounds Secret Santa featuring Blaznthekid's OC, Hornet!

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So, 2023 huh...

Speaking from a personal standpoint, I feel like one hand there was a lot of good that came out of this year for me. I graduated college, I tabled at my first event, I entered 2 zines, I did plenty of comic stuff, and I got back into a hobby after 3 years. But also this year was extremely stressful and demoralizing on many fronts. There's witnessing the industry I went to college for beginning to go under (thanks a lot AI techbros) that started to weigh on me, as well as witnessing & getting reaffirmations on how draconic the art industry is (infact, reading through #comicsbrokeme on twitter reaffirmed my choice to stay indie). But I think a rough post-college transition and struggling to get back on my feet afterwards might've been one of the biggest hurdles in the end.

Think of it like, going from having a studio space and semi-independence & being in contact with IRLs, and then going back home to somewhere better suited to where I was 5+ years ago. Maybe it's because my area's unwalkable, or relationships with my parents have been, wonky to say the least. Or maybe it's the uncertainty of it all. There's a lot.

This year compared to even the rougher parts of 2022 I feel like I've gotten, sadder? & having a lot lower energy. As I hinted at earlier, I think it even shows in my art. I noticed while editing my galleries mid-year that I think I lost some of the 'edge' that my 2022 artwork had. Doesn't mean it's worse, but I do feel it shows the change of energy from past years to now from high-energy to just needing a break.

Last year, I ended on a note about pulling out of pursuing full-time art. Mostly due to realizing how terrible the art world currently is in terms of treating art as "content with value measured by numbers" (ugh...). Though since then, I've decided instead of fully withdrawing from art as a career I'd rather continue to pursue it as a part-time indie artist. Hey, art has always been a dream job after all. Even if I don't want to break into the industry as of now and things are pretty scuffed, I don't think I'd be happy with completely backing out either.

The bigger question now is... what now? I've made loose plans & goals for myself going forward, art-wise I still want to do comics pursue part-time work. But also, I don't really know what the future holds, and that terrifies me. And like last year & the year before it, I don't want to jinx it for myself. Most of my goals for next year are personal & more about continuing to get back on my feet post-college after scrambling and sinking. Some art related, some life related. I don't have to be shooting for the most perfect outcome, I just need to make sure I don't drown.

#art summary #art summary 2023 #2023 #2023 summary of art #summary of art #everstone art #rambles #also this layout was supposed to be jubeat-inspired but I gave up on the theming halfway through tbh

[amywritesthings]

ONE YEAR CELEBRATION !!!

Can you believe it? AMYWRITESTHINGS is now officially a one-year old fanfiction blog! I cannot believe how many words I have written in this timeframe (130,000 to be exact!) nor am I computing all of the content I put out since this blog's inception. One shots, smut, long-term series -- it's been such a wild ride, and I'm so proud I took the plunge.

For the next few weeks, I will be reblogging the masterlist / chapters of my current works with a little personal note & insight on those projects. Albeit a little self-serving, there are SO many stories I'd love to highlight and revisit with a fresh, loving gaze. These will be scheduled and only done once a day with breaks in-between works.

Since I have so many wonderful new followers, I figured this could also be a great refresher before Mando-Mania happens.

HIGHLIGHT SCHEDULE

ONE SHOTS (a first for breathing & about you)

THE DIETER BRAVO EFFECT (same old mistakes & just old habits)

MANDO-MANIA: POINT A TO POINT B (just in time for mando on march 1st!)

A STRANGE TRILOGY (the freak & the valedictorian series)

THE KINO EFFECT (ownership of mine)

GIBSON GIRLS (reckless & seeing you / seeing me)

THE FUTURE OF AMYWRITESTHINGS (w/exclusive ideas & sneak peeks for future projects!)

#one year celebration #the highlight era

[prettytm]

a kiss attempting to convince the other party to stay .

Kiss & Tell :: Accepting

Their world had grown smaller and smaller, closing in around them until it seemed they two were the only ones left. Not a true statement, of course, but their world had changed so quickly it often felt like Billy only had the man he was slowly watching fall into madness.

A madness he was worried threatened them both, their life and the place they had begun to carved out for themselves. He wouldn't mind so much.. If he wasn't scared he'd be left alone in the end. He didn't mind the madness, he didn't mind the insanity, nor any of the acts William had carried out as he started to deteriorate. Blood stained his own hands and he wouldn't judge his lover for the crimson adorning him.

What he wouldn't allow was being left behind. He wouldn't be abandoned by yet another man. He'd play the march mare or the dormouse to his lover's mad hatter before he let William set him aside or forget him. He wasn't a misplaced toy or even a damaged dollie.

No. They were going to either fall into his madness together or.. One or both of them would have to die.

Moving to him slowly, he brushes the hair from his face, a gentle touch meant to calm the mania as he directs his face up. Billy gives him a moment to focus, to see him and when the corners of his mouth lift into a smile that's a mad grin.. He leans in to kiss him. Convincing him with little else than his own will to step away from his work. "It's time for a break, I think."

#::: { asks } so does this mean ann margret's not coming? #trapton

[ijuststareatstuffhereok89]

Hello you beautiful mind💚

If you get this message, it means you’re one of my favorite writers and mutuals🤭 Please feel so very appreciated and loved!! Your works are fantastic and always brighten my days🫶🏻💛

Inspired by the amazing @mochie85 I wanted to pass on some random questions to cure boredom or just for fun :)

1. Which 'Loki era' is your favorite regarding his personality?

2. Which 'Loki era' is your favourite regarding his look?

3. Which genre do you enjoy writing the most? (fluff,smut, humor,angst)

4. Do you sometimes notice parallels between characters in your stories and people you know irl?

5. What do you do to cure a writer’s block?

6. Which Loki outfit is your personal favorite and why?

7. If our beloved god would have to life a Midgardian life, what do you think would be his job?

8. drop your all time fav Loki gif!!!🫶🏻

I hope I managed to lighten up your mood🥰 Much love and hugs!

Oooh funtimes!

1. Which 'Loki era' is your favorite regarding his personality? Thor: Ragnarok, because I feel like that's when we see the most of his 'If I Had A Less Traumatizing Family Life This Is What I'd Be Like" personality: still a trickster, still in it for himself sometimes, but there's the lightheartedness in the tone this time, and I also feel like the brother connecting in Ragnarok is the most enjoyable.

2. Which 'Loki era' is your favourite regarding his look? If I could cheat: take his wardrobe from Dark World but his hair from Ragnarok.

3. Which genre do you enjoy writing the most? Dramady. The more I write Nights at the Circus, the more I'm enjoying the fuck out of just exploiting stupid tropes and turning the volume up to '11'. People love it, so what's the shame in using them as long as you're self-aware?

4. Do you sometimes notice parallels between characters in your stories and people you know irl? Kind of the opposite, actually. One of my biggest faults as a writer is how much I overthink how I want a personality trait to look, or how I want someone's decision to go. As has been pointed out to me, my Loki tends to be contentious, conservative, and stubborn, and while he has a good heart, it's usually buried pretty deep under all that Asgardian leather. My Loki fucks before he woos, and my IRL boyfriend is absolutely not like that lol

5. What do you do to cure a writer’s block? I go cry until the Muses tell me to shut up. Though honestly, my writers blocks have more to do with my bipolar II than it does inspiration or lack thereof. My 'manias' are creative bursts that have me writing for 18 hours straight without food or sleep (this usually happens for like a few weeks to a few months, my current streak has been going steady since June, so I fear I'm due for a crash soon!), then I go for six months without typing a single word.

6. Which Loki outfit is your personal favorite and why? This will be an unexpected answer: but the ragged tunic he's got when he's being contained in Dark World. Come on! So what if that devastated Sirius Black look is my thing? He looks like he's just been ravaged and needs me to cuddle him back to happiness.

7. If our beloved god would have to life a Midgardian life, what do you think would be his job? I think it depends on which Loki we're talking about...

Thor Loki would probably go off by himself and focus on trauma recovery after what he went through before getting a job, and he'd probably go on to do something that didn't involve a lot of people, but maybe he'd eventually want to prevent what happened to him from happening to someone else, so this is the Loki I can see settling down with a family off-grid.

Avengers Loki would probably march right to the gym because he was so pissed he was bested by the Hulk that he'd probably feel like he needed to prove something, so maybe Loki would try to get in to business or something where he could quickly work his way up a ladder.

Dark World Loki...idk, haven't actually watched that one in a long time.

Ragnarok Loki would try to break into show business or media influencing for sure. Anything that could give him the attention he craves. He'd also shop around his tell-all about how he totally saved the Asgardians on his own, with maybe a little help from his lightning rod brother.

Infinity War Loki would just be thankful he survived Thanos (if he did) and want to quietly slink off to New Asgard with a new appreciation for little things.

Not sure about TVA Loki, but I do know that would never want to see another manila folder as long as he lived.

8. drop your all time fav Loki gif!!!🫶🏻

Those teeth. Those fucking teeth. I somehow both want to lick them and punch them out.

#fanfiction #loki asks #MCU asks #Loki

[park-haena]

Reading for Pleasure

At the beginning of 2024, I resolved to read more. It was a dusty entry on my list of "It would be nice if..." tasks, and I hadn't revisited the idea since high school during quarantine.

Not that I wasn't reading at all during that time, but my diet mostly consisted of WEBTOONs, manga, news articles, academic essays, etc... They weren't exactly "literature" in the same way books I read during adolescence (like Eragon or City of Bones) were and lacked the physical intimacy of an entity existing exclusively for reading.

So when I bought Industrial Design by John Heskett (review coming soon) from a second-hand bookstore, I was excited to embark on a journey to rediscover the novelty I had once lost. This was just before my travel to and month long stay in a remote village of Kazakhstan, where I was sure to find the dead time to read a book.

However, by the time I landed in Boston I had only fought through about one-fifth of the pages, and by the next two months, no more. I was bewildered by my lack of progress. Yes, there were challenges to reading such as seeing someone new, school, and other hobbies, but this was something I had resolved to do. Why was it so difficult?

Relatedly, at the beginning of spring break (March 22nd), I uninstalled Instagram in a bout of social mania. That same evening, I picked up A Happy Death by Albert Camus and started to read.

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Now approaching the end of spring break, I've finished both A Happy Death and The Alchemist (reviews coming soon). It's not an impressive achievement in terms of difficulty or volume, but I'm excited by the possibility of overcoming reader's block and deriving enjoyment from books again.

Looking back, the main culprit of why I could not focus on reading was probably because I was distracted by everything. In Kazakhstan, I would rather talk to people. During the semester, there would always be something else to work on. Behind both of these, internet addiction loomed omnipresent. The part of me that enjoyed reading was forgotten, and I didn't know how to recall it with my other indulgences fighting for attention.

Moving forward, I hope that I can continue reading for pleasure. The time I spent with books this spring break was kind and private, and they told me about the secrets of the world. It was almost as if I had the benefit of a wise friend's philosophies without having to do the work of actually befriending them. Hooray to avoiding the awkward talking stage.

In any case, if you aren't reading yet, take it from me -- pick up a book and get lost in it.

#books #reading

[2dkapsddr]

March 8th, 2024 - Arcaea, vivid/stasis, PIU Phoenix, StepManiaX, Music Diver

IT'S THE DAY!!! MASSIVE DAY IN RHYTHM GAMING!!! so much good stuff, so let's start with the first one chronologically: arcaea first thing in the morning!!! played all the free eternal charts (except sayonara hatsukoi and innocence, oops) and they're actually quite fun! not as gimmicky as beyonds, which is either a plus or minus depending on a song (for the songs it was chosen? a plus, i'd say)

this score barrage also includes a new 8+ PM (Suomi ETR-8+), 8+ FC (Clotho ETR-8+), and a 9 PM i've been chasing since forever ago (Anokumene FTR-9)!!! wins all aroundd

i also... *may* have went a little overboard with my spending as you'll see here. i saw a sale was on and i went for it completely, dropping some savings on memories and getting all the story packs i had missed so far (i got black fate and adverse prelude first for whatever reason, so i was completely locked out of the story until i bought the other three LMFAO). also, i got a TON of collab packs because GOD do these have bangers. so excited to play themmmmm

but wait! it gets better!!! cheryl was talking about how huge a day this was gonna be for rhythm games, and she was right as hell because it wasn't just arcaea's 7th anniversary! it was VIVID/STASIS 1ST (full release) ANNIVERSARY AND 3.0 UPDATE!!!!! NOW WITH SO MUCH AMAZING CONTENT!!!!! i didn't want to go too deep into it since i skipped through the last few episodes of chapter 2 for the tournament (needed the boss songs), but i played the free songs offered (spoiler free thankfully, maybe i'll wait until the spoiler period of a week is over until i can play the boss songs).

back on topic though, the first thing i saw in the update was Terabyte Connection ENCORE 15. "insane," i thought. i assumed i wouldn't get it. but then i got a 3 great FC, and then i thought "hoooly shit this might actually be doable." i grinded it for like 20-30 minutes, losing stamina by the minute, until...

it HAPPENED!!! my nerves and heart rate were at their peak, struggling to comprehend how i did that while also still trying to maintain composure for the ending. but as soon as those 4 holds hit... i knew i had it. TERABYTE CONNECTION ENCORE 15: ALLLLL CRITICALLL!!!!! MY FIRST 15 AC!!!!! (i dunno if that means anything since i've observed difficulty inflation to be a growing problem in v/s lately, but i'll take it!!)

also played a few other story songs after skipping through all the story episodes to catch up with them later! sightread AC on UTF and a 2nd attempt flag on Singularity...

and now that that's through, it's ARCADE DAY!!! was slightly delayed due to Kung Fu Panda 4, but it happened!! and i met up with a friend for it!!! sooo here's my barrage of SMX and PIU scores from the rest of the day!!!

took a break from dance gamin' to hang around the mall with said friend, where i played a bit more of my new Arcaea DLC with a sightread and goofy flop ending on INTERNET YAMERO!!!

we returned to the mall promptly and continued playing dance games, though we also stopped to play music diver versus (since i really wanted to play hito mania on it) and got Destroyed by the extreme chart (ouch)

back to dance games! nothing too notable except for an FC on Beautiful Man Wild 21 (not 5-star tho smh), a clear on ESM S20, and an SSS on Follow Me S17 i guess? (but i can still do better...)

#2dkaps 2024 #2dkaps arcaea #2dkaps v/s #2dkaps smx #2dkaps piu #2dkaps music diver #2dkaps piu phoenix