#YEP im self absorbed so what
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The former Alpha Team 4 decided to get some sleep, but they reconvene in the morning.
D: I was thinking.. maybe you should tell us what's going on, Rocco. Who are you looking into?
R: You really don't wanna know, D.
D: Pretty sure we do.
C: Tell us, Rocco. What's all this for?
R: I told you, it was a job.
D: And?
R: Boss wanted me to investigate this kid. Long story. Bunch-a things seemed off. Kid's got NO media presence, seems to've been on his own for a while. I did what we used to do. Researched his family.
C: And?
R: Mother's self-absorbed, dating a vamp. Father nonexistant. No trace of 'im. No one seemed to remember him. Not the mom. Not neighbors. No one.
D: That's what made you think of the rumors about the Ghost.
R: Yep. That's when I called you, D.
C: The kid is Thomas Lyons' son? Did the curse not pass to him? I mean, you remember.
R: That was the other thing odd about the kid. Talked to former and current classmates - he's getting ready to graduate by now - and they knew who he was, sure.
C: But?
R: They know the kid's their classmate. But couldn't describe him for the life of them. Vague height, maybe. Descriptions like 'nice' or 'cute'. But nothing helpful.
C: You think the curse changed again. They remember him as a person, even personality, but not appearance?
R: Unless they know him well, seems like. One or two teachers gave me a spot-on description. Only knew that 'cause I had a picture.
D: This is a damned crazy curse.
C: Doubt the witch intended any of this. This is why magic is so dangerous.
Silence. It's true. They've seen it.
D: I guess you got what you needed then.
C: More importantly. What does your boss want with this kid, Rocco? That kind of ability, in the wrong hands.. A person who can rob you blind, but who you can never describe? Who can kill, but never be identified?
R: Yeah. I know. I don't know what my boss wants with him. Some stuff went down, finds him interesting, I guess.
C: You better decide before you leave here, Rocco. You want to be responsible for messing up this kid's life? Or let him get along without interference.
Rocco hears what's unsaid. Decide. Decide what kind of man he wants to be. Just how many lines he wants to cross. They're not wrong. He's sure Bancroft would use Aiden, if he could. He's not sure he could do that.
Colby always was the moral compass Rocco didn't have on his own.
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🧿 and 💋 for Sura, please!
🧿Do they have a superstition or belief? Such as "black cats bring bad luck", belief in ghosts, tarot, crystals, meditation, etc.
yep! there's a reason why eyes are a central motif to argos' design
(and in general just being rife with symbolism. im linking the posts i wrote up a while back bc i don't really have the spoons to add anything new). they've picked up a lot of things from other people, baby sura was a bit like a sponge absorbing other peoples' belief systems from people they liked (so some of stuff of ortega's or elena's from the time spent with them).
like they used to wear a nazar bracelet/pendant (which ricardo kept) and prayed. both were things they picked up from the various people sura met during their first escape, since they'd observed cultural things were something you could find common interests and community. ("these people look like me, therefore, maybe i should do that to fit in?").
sura was still willing to learn even if it never fully understood the customs, but it was really the communal aspect to it that they found so appealing, the connection and unified purpose that they didn't really get to experience at the farm (seeing, but never being able to participate). similar reasons for the draw to vigilantism and becoming sidestep, i think. so sura picked up a bunch of different customs, (including avoiding pork, up until the nanosurge at which point they went basically pescetarian if not vegetarian, (raw) meat made sura nauseous after that).
i think post hb they're a bit less superstitious now. but there's still some traditions sura will still keep up, like prayer (and using an accompanying mat/cushion), or using tealights and incense. it doesn't really believes in higher beings anymore (or at least not in benevolent ones. what was that quote in nitw? "a universe that doesn't care, but people that do." feels kinda fitting. entropy and forces that aren't really personified, that just are for fate motive? although i might swap it to anger/justice and have it as a secondary motive.), but just for the routine and comfort of it (autism). also i think it factors well into sura's outsider scar and attempting to heal it.
not to mention sura's had some habits in the past like. letting the microwave timer go off is not only bad, the whole day's ruined now. when they used to hang out in the rangers hq breakroom sura would just. stop the timer a second before it was done. even if it wasn't their food. no beeping allowed. >:( (i'd hesitate to call this a compulsion but it certainly was one of sura's eccentricities.)
(does this make sense lol. i am so exhausted)
💋Do they kiss first? And do they bite their lips if they're mischievous or aroused? And do they bite their partner's lips when they try and pull away?
kissing first depends on the context, but Probably yes if they know the other party is interested. sura's not really one to presume on that front, since their orientation stuff makes figuring that out little wonky. i think sura's puppet/ace/juno is allo so that makes things extra confusing flipping from her body to itself and the fact it's less confident dealing with "romantic" stuff as itself. sura can fake it well enough as juno since she's meant to be attractive and deal with the stuff that comes with (dating, flirting, etc.)
sura? less so. even with argos, there's a degree of separation between that persona and its civilian self. but yes to lip biting, probably a big tell lol. biting partners lips…. i could see it, yeah, just to tease as long as they can tell there's nothing wrong? all comes down to how comfortable they are with the other party, ig
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as the seasons change
C!Technoblade x gn!reader highschool!au
Word Count: 9.1k
Pronouns: they/them
A/N: this is literally so self indulgent, i spent a whole day writing this because im going through my techno feels rn. it basically follows the story of oblivious Y/N and Techno throughout the four seasons :)
Warnings: Underaged drinking, Swearing, Smoking, Drugs (very brief)
Suggested Songs: The State of Grace, Taylor Swift/ MEET ME AT OUR SPOT, THE ANXIETY, WILLOW, Tyler Cole/ that way, Tate McRae/ Falling, Chase Atlantic/ Compass, The Neighborhood
SUMMER------------
The August air was thick with the heat of the almost-setting sun. Her rays beat down on the backs of the group of teens, and mosquitos filled the silences between them with their incessant buzzing.
A small crack of static preceded the soft sound of music, accompanied by the sharp smack of Niki and Jack’s celebratory high-five.
“Didn’t you start setting up the speaker like an hour ago?” questioned Wilbur, who was sunk into a half-broken lawn chair that he had found in the garage.
“Yeah, it would have been much faster if you had asked Techno” chimed Y/N from their place leaning against the above mentioned man’s leg.
His grunt of response was cut short by his little brother, Tommy, bursting into laughter.
“Because he’s TECHno! Get it?!”
Everyone groaned and Wilbur smacked Tommy upside the head, grumbling about “shouldn’t have let you come hang out with us”
Y/N giggled at that, but took sympathy on the boy. “Aww don’t be like that Wil, Tommy, I thought that was hilarious.”
“Don’t encourage him, Y/N” Techno leaned down to murmured to them in his low, monotonous voice.
There it was. The way he said their name! The way his calf felt under Y/N’s back! The way he whispered sentences directly to them, as if it was some closely guarded secret. It was enough to bring butterflies to their stomach as they praised whatever higher being was out there for the heat of the day covering their blush.
“It’s so fucking hot,” Fundy moaned, kicking Wilburs shin from his place lying facedown on the grass. “Can we go to the pool or something?”
His request was met with a spectrum of responses, varying from Tommy’s “YES, PLEASE WILL? PLEASE!” to Technoblades indifferent shrug.
Jack took note of Technoblades open response with a shout of laughter. “TECHNOBLADE IN THE POOL! I WOULD PAY GOOD MON-”
“I’m not getting in, dumbass.”
“Why? Scared you’ll ruin your hair?”
“No, he doesn’t want us to know he’s secretly jacked under the sixteen sweaters he wears.”
Technoblade picked up the hem of his sweatshirt, making eye contact with Niki. She has a point.
“How do you wear that in the Summer?”
“It’s n- TOMMY!!”
Shrieks of laughter follow Tommy’s water gun assault on his brother. “When did he slip away to go get those?” Y/N wondered aloud.
“WHEN ARE WE LEAVING??” Tommy asked enthusiastically.
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A crowded minivan, a stop to pick up Tommy’s friend, and a raid of Phil’s linen closet for pool towels later, the group arrived at the neighborhood pool. The sun hung low in the horizon as people spilled out of Phil’s van and began dragging the pool toys and water guns towards the gate.
The air around the black metal bars barring their entrance to the pool seemed to quiver.
“I think Wil has the pool key.” piped Niki in response to Fundy throwing his weight against the fence.
Fundy, in turn, sprinted back to the car, where Wilbur was taking inventory of snacks (and probably hiding the best for himself).
Technoblade looked down at the two younger boys and Y/N conversing in hushed whispers. All of a sudden, they screamed out in perfect synchronization, in equally high pitched voices,
“Let me innnn! Let me in pleaseeee!”
And promptly burst into giggles. Y/N almost toppled into Techno, both from laughing and the slight weariness from the heat.
The pool noodles he was balancing beneath his arms (laden with tote bags of pool toys and towels) toppled to the ground, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was Y/N’s hand steadying themself on his chest, and the way his face began to heat up almost unbearably considering the weather.
“Oops, sorry!” they squeaked, leaning down to pick up the fallen noodles.
Technoblade was burst out of his daze by the return of his brother and Fundy, who triumphantly swiped the access card against the pad before kicking the gate wide open.
The clang of metal against the concrete pool clubhouse sent reverberating waves into the air, and everyone winced as the metal continued to drag.
Pool entrances varied, Niki, on the one hand, took her time tip-toeing into the water by the stairs, while Tubbo and Tommy almost knocked each other out crashing over the edge to the deep end.
Y/N chuckled at their antics, but seeing as they had settled on not getting wet today, they picked out a chaise in the shade and pulled a book and pen out of the small bag they had brought with them.
Technoblade watched them with almost unwavering interest, unless someone happened to look his way, in which case he would quickly turn back to his phone, scrolling aimlessly through his home screen until they turned away.
From his spot under the little roof of the clubhouse, he had an almost unobstructed view of Y/N, and how they chewed at the end of the pen they used to annotate their book. Oh how he wished he could read the little notes they scribbled in the margins, or the drawings they would surround words with when they got distracted from reading. And the way that pen dangled from their lips, their tantalizing, soft lips. Taunting him, almost. And their jewel-like, bright eyes. Always so inviting and playful; like the way they were meeting his right now-
Shit
He hadn’t realized he’d been staring that intently. A small quirk of their eyebrow and a smirk on their lips was enough to make his heart give out. But not now. Not when they were waving their hand so intently to get him to sit next to them. Pretending to ponder the decision and gather his belongings, (when in reality he was just collecting his bearings), he walked over to them.
“See! You don’t always want to be alone, Mr. I’m so antisocial and I hate everyone!” they smiled, patting the adjacent seat.
You’re the only exception, he thought, his brain screaming and pushing to let the words leave his mouth. He couldn’t though, not when they could never think of him the way that he thought of them.
So he answered with a small smile and a chuckle.
“What are you reading?”
“The Picture of Dorian Gray! Remember you said you thought I’d enjoy it?” they answered with enthusiasm, that sparkle still evident in their eyes.
It warmed his heart to know that they had taken the suggestion and committed to the book, which was admittedly a pretty tough read, because of him.
“How could I forget?”
Their smile widened and they buried their head back in the book, that cursed pen once again being squished between their plush lips.
Technoblade peered over their shoulder to see that they were nearing the middle of the book, where Dorian returns from his theater date with Basil and Henry. Feeling satisfied enough that they were invested in the story, given their gasp and furious scribbling in the margins, he felt it safe enough to stare at them under the orange-tinged glow of the sunset.
Of course, he forgot about the crowd of his friends who were nudging each other and whispering about his infatuation with you. The whispers reached Wilbur who narrowed his eyes in his twin's direction and made a mental note to ask him about it later.
Once dark hit and the water began to run a little too cold for anyone's taste, they began to wrap themselves up in towels and raid Wilburs snack stashes. The snack distribution was cut off by Wilburs phone, screen lit up with a zoomed in photo of none other than Philza.
DADZA!!! Read the contact name as Wilbur swiped the screen and held the phone between his shoulder and ear, continuing to hand out snacks.
“OI, where in fucks sake are you lot? It’s an hour past the devils ass why i…”
The rest of Phil’s screaming faded as Wilbur walked away to calm his father down.
“AN HOUR PAST THE DEVILS ASS” Y/N screamed with laughter, sending the entire group into raucous peals of giggles.
“Yep, mhhm, we’ll be there” Wilbur walked back towards the group, motioning for everyone to get in the car.
“Yes dad I know, yes, okay we will drop him off. Okay, bye” Hanging up the phone, he ushered people back into the car, holding Tubbo back by his upper arm so that he could sit with easiest access to the door.
After dropping Tubbo off, and then doubling back and driving around town to drop people off at various houses, Technoblade, Tommy and Wilbur were alone in the car with Y/N.
“Here. Here. WIL! Pull over!”
The van screeched to a halt as Y/N clambered over Tommy’s long legs, almost falling out onto the pavement. They leaned against the door of the passenger seat, thanking Wilbur and bidding farewell to the brothers. Just before they stepped away, Technoblade leaned down and kissed the crown of their head where it was leaning against his open window. Their stunned expression was lost in the dark and the window slid shut as Wilbur slammed the gas pedal to make it back in time before his dad’s curfew.
“What the fuck was that”
Technoblade gave him a glare, which lost its effectiveness when paired with the burning red blush flooding his face and neck, highlighted under the harsh white lights of the car. He turned his face away and resigned to staring out the window, the night air filtering through the small crack giving his face a little bit of relief.
“Okay at least tell me, are you together?”
“No.”
“But he likes them!” piped up Tommy from the back seat, looking up from his phone where he was playing a game.
“No I- I don’t” Damnit The crack in his voice gave it away.
Wilbur, sensing that it seemed to be more of a sensitive topic than he thought, decided to drop the subject for the time being, and Tommy was already absorbed back in his game.
The rest of the drive was spent in silence as they raced against time and the rules of Philza Minecraft.
AUTUMN----------------------
School started a few weeks after the pool night, which was followed by many late nights and summer fun by the friends, the knowledge that half of them would be away to college next year heavy in the atmosphere. To say the least, Junior year was not treating Y/N well. They were almost always working on homework, if not doing SAT prep, and they rarely went out with their friends. The only time Technoblade got to see them was during his AP Lit class, and because of it, he considered himself the luckiest man in the world. Ms. Ren’s Literature classroom was the only place Technoblade seemed to see the old Y/N, the one from over the summer who got enthusiastic over books and gave him playful punches when he was a little too mean to their friends. Now, the only Y/N he saw was a stressed, tired person who was always carrying an energy drink in one hand and a stack of homework in the other. Except for in Lit. Y/n’s eyes would brighten as they discussed the reading from the previous night and their legs would jostle Technoblades from under their shared table to show him an annotation they had made. Technoblade assumed they were just rejuvenated from the literature, never once letting the thought cross his mind that maybe, just maybe, he was part of the equation too.
On the rare occasion that they would hang out with their friends, they would be easily prone to tears and every conversation would be redirected to how tired and stressed they were. Of course, Technoblade wanted them to be happy, and felt enormous empathy for his friend in the harshest year of high school, but he had suddenly become hyper-aware that the clock was ticking on his time left with them. He was a senior this year, and while Y/N still had a year left to go, Technoblade would be on his way to college, perhaps out of the country, in less than a year. It wasn’t wrong to want to make the most of his time with them.
It didn’t help that this internal time bomb was also counting down the opportunities he had left to tell them how he felt.
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He decided to get to them when they were in a good mood, and more likely to say yes. After Ms. Ren had finished assigning the reading due by Monday, he turned to the beautiful person who sat next to him and muttered in a low voice,
“How’s your weekend looking?”
They looked up with a bright smile and whispered back
“I have tons of homework but I should be able to knock it out with a good day of work. Why? What do you have in mind?”
He knew this was the right time to ask you.
“Just be ready by 4pm on Saturday.”
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Technoblade sat on the edge of his usually neat bed, now strewn with almost every sweater he owned. He was picking a stray piece of lint from the sweater nearest to him when he saw his brother walk past, then backtrack out of the corner of his eye.
“What’s got you all indecisive?” Wilbur asked, gesturing vaguely to the sweaters and random articles of clothing adorning his room.
“Wait! Is today your date with Y/N?”
“It’s not a date.” grumbled Technoblade.
“Then why are you so stressed about what to wear?” he replied with raised eyebrows.
Technoblade groaned and threw himself on top of the pile of wool on his bed. “I just need this to be perfect. Y/N needs a break, and they deserve everything to be just right.”
“And you want to impress them” sang Wilbur, now nudging Techno aside to sift through his sweaters.
Technoblades noise of indignation was muffled as Wilbur threw a cream colored sweatshirt at his face.
“What about this?”
“I couldn’t find what to wear it with.”
Wilburs sigh rang through Technoblades room as he opened the closet, now in his proper mindset as the family fashion consultant. Garment after garment was thrown in Techno’s general direction, and he leaned and reached to grab them all.
“Try that”
Technoblade walked out of the bathroom to find Wilbur rummaging through his jewelry.
“When did I say it was fine for you to go through my stuff?” asked Technoblade, shoving Wilbur away. Wilbur shrugged in response, motioning for Techno to open his hand so that he could drop his selection of rings and necklaces into his open palm.
As Wilbur walked out the door, he thought he heard a faint “thank you”, and smiled to himself.
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“This is elaborate”
“I’m a dynamic man Y/N.”
Y/N laughed at his response to the back seat of Technoblades car, which was filled with “supplies” for the evening.
“That outfit sure is dynamic.”
“Why?” Technoblade asked nervously, drumming slightly on the steering wheel. “Do you like it?”
“I love it! I didn’t think you could get any hotter but you somehow pulled it off!”
Realizing what they said, Y/N’s cheeks flushed a deep red and they began to pick at their flannel. As soon as Technoblades surprise wore off, and the butterflies faded back to the dull sensation that always seemed to linger when he was around them, he let out a snort of laughter. That sent both of them into a fit which continued until Technoblade hit a pothole from laughing so hard.
Y/N’s momentary fear only made them laugh harder, but Technoblade attempted to quell himself before he no longer had four functioning tires.
“Do I get to know where you’re taking me?” Y/N asked. They had driven a little ways out from the city, to the vaguely familiar areas that one only drives by when they’re leaving town.
“Yes.” He replied, slowing the car into a small parking lot. “Because we’re here.”
The pair entered the small bookshop and a bell rang overhead. The store smelled of dust and books and Technoblade saw Y/N breathing the scent in like a breath of new life. Of course, this ended up in a small coughing fit which he pulled them out of with a few pats to their upper back.
“Okay we are on somewhat of a schedule, so I need you to go get a book. Any book, and meet me back at the register in 10 minutes.” He said, grabbing them by the shoulders and making direct eye contact. “Okay, Go!”
And they both got lost in the mazes of words.
At 4:30 sharp, Y/N found Technoblade waiting for them at the register with a stiff red hardcover. He reached out for their book as they reached for their wallet.
“Tech, no, you don’t have to buy me books I can get it myself”
If for nothing else, the way they shortened the already shortened version of his name made his heart stutter, and he was overcome with the sudden urge to buy them every book in this store. But he wordlessly nodded his head ‘no’ and paid for their two books.
As they walked back to the car, Y/N admired the way his jewelry glistened in the sun. The gold necklaces contrasting against the black turtleneck he wore under his sweatshirt made them think of the summer, when his rings would shine under the sun and in the light of their almost nightly group bonfire. Technoblade opened the door for them when they got to the car, pink hair flying in his face because of the wind. Before getting in, Y/N threw their arms around his neck in a hug.
“Thanks”
They mumbled into his neck.
He blamed his pink cheeks on the cold.
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“Let me carry something!” Y/N argued as Technoblade led them down the path of a park a little ways away from the bookstore.
“No.” he answered, a basket and three bags dangling from his arms.
The argument continued as they made their way down the paved path, leaves crunching underneath their feet. A little ways into the walk, when the conversation had faded to discussing the latest reading assigned by Ms. Ren, Technoblade stopped Y/N by throwing a tote bag-laden arm against their chest.
“Here.”
He parted the branches that covered a small, unpaved path that led deeper into the trees.
“How do I know you’re not trying to lure me here to kill me?” mused Y/N, already a few steps ahead of the pink-haired man on the pine-straw path.
“Yeah hold on, let me just get my axe out from this basket real quick” deadpanned Technoblade, earning a giggle from Y/N.
A few moments later, the path opened up to a clearing with a few fallen logs and a small brook trickling near the edge.
“This is beautiful Tech! How did you find this?” they asked with an awestruck expression.
He hid the way that his ears flushed with his hair and busied himself laying out the picnic supplies he had dragged all the way out here, mumbling something unintelligible.
Once he was done, he looked up to find an empty clearing, Y/N nowhere to be found.
“Y/N?” he called
He received a response in the form of a small yelp and a rather loud splash. “Over here!”
“What the hell were you thinking?” he asked, sprinting over to the edge of the stream. Their giggles calmed him a little bit, but didn’t absolve him of all his worry as he subtly looked them over for any injuries.
“I thought the rock would be steady enough to hold me” they pouted, gesturing vaguely at the rock in question, now shiny with water.
Technoblade sighed, rolling his eyes at their antics, but hoisted them up nonetheless. Once they were back on solid ground, he curled his finger around the back of his sweatshirt's neckline and pulled it over his head, almost knocking off his glasses in the process. He missed the way Y/N’s eyes narrowed and focused on the way his black knit turtleneck hugged his figure, tucked into the dark brown trousers Wilbur had dug out of his closet just hours previously.
“Are you warm?” asked Y/N with an incredulous look, teeth slightly chattering.
“It’s for you, dumbass. You’re almost sure to get sick in those wet clothes.”
Y/N’s heart stuttered at the gesture, and at the way Technoblade shushed them when they tried to argue.
He turned away as Y/N shed their dripping flannel and replaced it with the sweatshirt, warmed by his own body heat.
When he turned back, he almost lost his breath again. Seeing them in his sweatshirt, the sleeves dangling past their fingertips and their hair a little tousled from pulling the garment over their head, messed with him just a little bit. He ignored the way that his cold-nipped nose was turning redder and redder and instead gently picked up their hand to guide them over to where he had set up the picnic, next to a towering tree with a thick trunk.
Both of them were hyper-aware of the way that his fingers held theirs, and the warmth that seemed to radiate from their touch. Neither one of them wanted to let go, but as they plopped down onto the picnic blanket sitting on the ground, their grip fell apart.
The loss of contact made the October day seem colder.
The muffled crunching of the leaves under their butts filled the air as they settled into a comfortable position and began digging through the picnic basket Technoblade had brought with food. The tension in the air slowly faded as they began to eat and the atmosphere filled with the joyous conversation of the two painfully oblivious teenagers.
When they had both finished eating, Technoblade pulled out the bag that he had brought from the bookstore and handed Y/N their book. The smile that graced their lips as they mumbled out another ‘thank you’ brought another wave of butterflies down Technoblades stomach. He pulled out his own book and made himself comfortable against the thick tree trunk behind him. Y/N reached into their back pocket and pulled out a ballpoint pen, the cap of the pen riddled with chew marks.
The damn pen.
They stuck it between their teeth and let it hang off of the right side of their mouth. Technoblade felt his chest heat up as they nudged him over to share his spot leaning against the tree. He opened his phone and hit play on a mix of Arctic Monkeys and Gang of Youths, before leaning back to where his shoulder was pressed with theirs and opened his book.
Time seemed to forget its rules in this quiet little forest, with just Y/N and Technoblade lost in their separate worlds of words. The peace was only ever disturbed by Y/N occasionally scribbling something down in the margin of their book, to which Technoblade would demand to see, and they would fall into a small discussion about the topic.
These occasions slowly began to wane off until Technoblade felt Y/N lean their head against him with a thud. He looked down to see them fast asleep, half leaning on his shoulder with the pen still clutched between their fingers. He took note of the way the pen was balanced like a cigarette and the small puffs of air following their cold breath resembled smoke. Ignored the way his heart was almost convulsing on itself, he chose to wrap his arm around them and savour the moment.
Because he was aware that before he knew it, it would be over.
WINTER---------------------------
The student media center had a hushed atmosphere to it, as people took advantage of their last afternoon to study for semester finals. Winter break would let out the next day, but for the overwhelmed Juniors and Seniors now crowding the library, the excitement would not set in until they quelled their nervousness over the last final of the semester.
One of the study rooms situated in the back was now crowded with the notorious friend group as they crammed for their last final. Fundy, Jack and Niki were trading around their history notes, Wilbur and Minx were arguing over the proper situation of a unit circle, and Technoblade was flash quizzing Y/N on the Polyatomic ions. Their frantic studying was interrupted by their friend, George, who had gotten bored of watching his two best friends during their last football practice of the semester. He quietly walked in and took a seat in the corner, pulling out a notebook and studying something or the other.
“Why aren't Dream and Sapnap here cramming with us?” Minx asked George.
“They have their ‘weightlifting’ final tomorrow” seethed George, most likely jealous of his friends’ somewhat pointless final.
Everyone laughed, and some groans of similar jealousy rang through the air right before the cracking loudspeaker of the school crunched to life, announcing that the doors would close at 6:00. Y/N looked down at their watch face, which read 5:45.
“Fuck, I’m never going to learn these charges! Don’t even get me started on the fact that I don’t have the solubility rules memorized!” squeaked Y/N in frustration. Everyone gave them a sympathetic look, knowing the rigorous emotional and mental demands of taking AP Chemistry.
“Don’t worry, you still have the whole night to study!” consoled Fundy.
Technoblade felt his heart break at the way their eyes filled with tears of frustration.
“My siblings scream way too much, I can never concentrate at home”
“Come study at our house!” exclaimed Wilbur. “We can kick Tommy out so he won’t bother you!”
Wilbur sensed their hesitation and cut in before they could say ‘no’
“Come on, Dad won’t mind, he loves you! And it gives us an excuse to send Tommy out!”
Y/N turned their head in questioning to Technoblade, who grunted and nodded his head.
“I mean, if you’re sure”
Eager nodding.
“Thanks so much Wil!”
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It was 11:50 and Phil’s living room resembled something closer to an FBI clue board, with flashcards and chemistry notes strewn on every possible surface. Wilbur had retired to bed after reviewing his Calculus notes one last time, and Tommy was spending the night at Tubbo’s. Phil leaned against the doorway and watched his son coach his best friend through the last few chapters of the textbook with a smile on his face.
“Make sure not to go to sleep too late! You need enough sleep for your final!” he called, retreating up the stairs.
Y/N checked their watch and sighed at the time. “I should get going soon.” they mumbled, beginning to collect their notes.
“Stay the night” suggested Technoblade, pulling a blanket over their shoulders to protect them from the December chill that seemed ever-present, even with the crackling fireplace illuminating the room.
“I can’t-” A yawn cut their sentence “I can’t stay, I don't have anything and I’ve wasted enough of your time already”
Technoblade took them by the shoulders and looked them in the eyes, albeit having to lean down. “You can never waste my time”
Shivers ran through Y/N’s tired body and they offered him a weak smile.
He plucked the pen that was hanging from their mouth out and feigned disgust as he wiped it on their shirt, before throwing it in the pile of stationary by his feet.
“How about you stay for a hot chocolate?”
The invitation was too hard to resist so they gave in, as long as it was “only ten more minutes”.
Technoblade filled two mugs from the pot of the beverage that Phil had left on the stove, and topped it with marshmallows and whipped cream.
Y/N took the mug from him with a ‘thank you!’, and led the way back to the living room to nestle under the warmth of the fireplace. The pair were both exhausted from the day of studying, and chose to sip their beverages in silence. Before either of them knew it, they were both asleep under Y/N’s blanket, cuddled up against the cold of the night.
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They woke up to the banging of Wilbur running down the stairs.
“Shit, you two are still asleep?”
Y/N jumped up, knocking over their empty mug in the process. “Fuck, what time is it?” they asked, urgently rummaging around for their bag.
“8:00”
“What time is your final?” grumbled Technoblade, still half-asleep with no intention to get up until his final later that day.
“8:20” they whined, almost breaking down.
“Hey, it’s fine, go get clothes from my room, take anything you want. I’ll drive you.” said Technoblade in a calming voice.
Y/N looked at him with desperate eyes and thanked him before retracing the familiar path to his bedroom.
Technoblade cracked his back and followed Wilbur into the kitchen, intending to make Y/N a nutritious breakfast and pack them a lunch, but was met with Wilburs smirking face.
“What’s the deal?” said Technoblade in his monotonous low, pulling things from out of the fridge.
“Are we going to ignore that you and Y/N slept together?”
“Gross you perv, we just fell asleep studying”
Wilburs smart-ass response was cut off by the arrival of the person in question, clad in one of Technoblades sweaters and sweatpants and ripping their fingers through their hair to attempt to tame it.
Technoblade ignored the all-too-familiar flutter of his heart at seeing them in his clothes and handed them a yogurt bowl he put together. “Let’s go, you can eat it in the car.”
They definitely broke laws driving at breakneck speed, but they pulled into the school parking lot at 8:15 and jumped out of the car, Technoblade following them to make sure they made it to the Chemistry classroom on time. With a minute and a half to spare, they arrived at the door to the classroom, earning a sigh of relief from both of them.
Dr. Yachtrong ushered Y/N into the classroom, but not before Technoblade placed a kiss on their forehead and wished them good luck. They entered the classroom in a daze, which they quickly shook off when the tests were passed out.
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The final bell rang for the day and the cheers rang around the school, drowning out the crunchy loudspeaker announcements to “have a good Christmas” and to “make good decisions”. Y/N had headed off to their last few classes following the Chemistry final, which had gone as good as one could expect a Chemistry exam to go. They were fairly sure they had passed which at this point, was a major win. As they left the History hallway, they saw their friend Karl leaving the art classroom.
“Karl!” they waved him down.
“HEY! Y/N!!!” he giggled excitedly “Schools out!”
“I know!”
Excited chatter filled the hallways and they bumped into Sapnap, Punz, and Dream leaving the weights room.
“How was your weightlifting final?” snickered Y/N
Punz answered with a slight push to their head. The group was shot out at the front courtyard, where almost all of their other friends were waiting.
The celebratory mood was punctuated by Karl inviting everyone over for an “Epic School Sucks Party” at his house later that night.
Y/N looked around, searching for the pink-haired man that had been flooding their thoughts more than usual lately.
He had been acting differently, nervous even, since the day they fell asleep on him at the park. Y/N was only scared last night's incident would make it worse.
“He’s probably finishing up his Latin stuff” murmured Wilbur, leaning down to their ear.
Y/N’s ears burnt a bright red upon knowing that Wilbur knew who they were looking for. They looked up to answer, but he had already gotten immersed in a conversation with Quackity and George.
The man in question came out of the front doors of the building and made a beeline for their cluster of people upon seeing them. Y/N couldn’t help but admire the cuffs he wore on his slightly pointed ears, and the way his long pink hair fell behind his-
“Oi Y/N is that Technoblades sweater?”
Screw you Minx
“Y/N spent a surprise night over last night” snickered Wilbur, wiggling his eyebrows.
“It's. Not. Like. That.” screeched Y/N, punctuating each word with a smack to Wilbur, somewhat drowned in the laughs and gasps of everyone in their group.
“Why are we hitting Wilbur and can I join?” asked Technoblade once he integrated himself into the tangle of people. The laughs hushed as everyone turned to look between Y/N and Technoblade.
“What?”
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The heat of Niki’s curling iron sent warm shivers down Y/N’s neck, a grateful contrast to the harsh December chill plaguing the outdoors. She blew gently on the warm hair before letting it all fall back, tousling it to break up the curls.
“Thanks Niki!” said Y/N gratefully, examining themselves in the mirror. “You’re going to have to teach me how to do this someday.”
Niki laughed, already standing in front of the bathroom mirror to apply her eyeliner. With one eye closed, she spoke to the person now standing behind her, checking their outfit from different angles.
“So really, what’s going on between you and Technoblade?”
She knew of their intense crush on the pink-haired boy, which had started somewhere between 8th grade and freshman year, but she also knew that Y/N tended to be more closed off about their deep personal life.
Y/N sighed, almost in disappointment. “Nothing. And that’s the problem.”
Due to Niki’s sympathetic look thrown their way, they fell down a rabbit hole of ranting which led them to where they were now; on the floor beside Niki’s bed with Y/N’s head in her lap.
“He always acts so weird around me. One minute he’s holding my hand or kissing my forehead, and the next he won't even look at me, or only answers in short sentences. And it stresses me out because I think he hates me, but then he does shit like buying me books just to go read in a forest with him, or staying up all night with me to study for my Chemistry final, and I just-” They took a deep breath, containing their rambling.
“I just get more confused.”
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Karls party was in full swing by the time Niki and Y/N got there. They were met at the door by Sapnap and Quackity, who for some reason were handcuffed to each other, and were both giggling and flushed. Y/N and Niki hung their coats on the rack by the door and walked into the festive atmosphere of the house, seeing familiar faces in every corner.
Despite the rowdy environment and the deafening noise, the party was relatively small, consisting of only 20 or so of Karls friends.
They followed Quackity and Sapnap into the living room where a semi-circle of people was lounging on various couches, passing around a blunt and playing what seemed to be truth or dare.
Ah. That’s where the handcuffs came from.
Niki and Y/N decided to play, Niki offering to go fetch them both drinks in the kitchen as Y/N found their place in the circle. To their surprise, Technoblade was there, seemingly uninterested in the game and more invested in something he was doing on his phone. Upon seeing Y/N, he gave them a smile, cheeks flushed with alcohol, and gestured to the small spot between him and the couch armrest. All eyes followed Y/N as they perched on the armrest, mumbling a small ‘hi!’ to Technoblade.
Niki returned with two drinks in hand and shared a knowing glance with Y/N, as well as a miniscule smile, before handing them their drink and taking a seat on a cushion next to Jack and Minx.
“Okay okay, In honor of our new guests arriving, Y/N, truth or dare?”
Y/N knew by the looks everyone was giving them that choosing truth would not be the best option.
“Dare.”
A small sigh of disappointment left Karls lips before a mischievous light came into his eyes and he perked up again. “I dare you to sit in Technoblade’s lap”
Snickers echoed across the group as Technoblade looked up at the sound of his name. He looked up to where Y/N was balancing themself on the edge of the couch, and with some burst of courage, that was probably induced by the alcohol, he wrapped his arm around their waist to tug them into his lap with a squeak of surprise.
After recovering from their initial embarrassment, Y/N turned to the man whose lap they were in. “Techno, truth or dare?”
He huffed but quietly breathed out “Truth”, suddenly very aware of how close their face was to his. After a few brief seconds of eye contact which seemed to last an eternity, they stuttered out
“Umm, do you,- actually, how did, how did they get you to play? This game... I mean?”
“BOO! WHAT A BORING FOOKIN QUESTION!” called Minx from the cushion she was on.
His response of how he didn’t mean to get dragged in to this “stupid middle schoolers game” was slightly slurred as he took a big chug of whatever liquid was floating around his red solo cup.
This worried Y/N. They never saw Technoblade drink more than enough to get him slightly tipsy, but they brushed it off on end-of-the-semester excitement. In any case, they would confront him when they got the opportunity to talk to him alone.
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Said opportunity arose after the Pizza arrived, and most people began to file into Karls movie room to watch whatever garbage show he decided on running. Y/N stayed back, intending to have full access to the pizza and Technoblade, noticing this, stayed with them. Y/N hopped up onto a counter and pulled the pizza boxes to them.
“Hey Tech?”
“Heh?”
“Are you okay? I haven't seen you drink this much before?” they asked, running a concerned hand through his hair before pressing it to his forehead to check how hot he was.
His eyes closed and he nuzzled into their touch.
“I guess I’m just nervous.”
“Nervous? What do you have to be nervous about? It’s winter break” they answered, a small smile on their beautiful face.
This was his chance.
“I have to start applying for colleges.”
Fuck, he missed it.
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The food brought a new bought of energy to everyone at the party, and by 3 in the morning, the celebration was still heavy in the air. Everyone thanked whatever brought Karl’s parents to buy a house far removed from any close neighborhoods, so the noise wouldn’t earn them a police visit.
Loud music blared from the speakers in the living room, which had been cleared of furniture to make space for the energetic teenagers.
Y/N took turns dancing with Niki, Minx, and Jack before being stolen away by Sapnap who spun them around until they almost threw up. Eventually, Y/N ended up on the outskirts of the dancefloor, where they saw their favorite apathetic pig-boy leaning against a corner, snickering at everyone who was embarrassing themselves in their drunken haze.
“WANNA DANCE?” asked Y/N leaning towards him to enunciate over the music.
How could he say no? When they were looking up at him with those big, bright eyes and a slight sheen of sweat over their face.
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The party began to dissipate nearing the hours of dawn. Around 5, people began trickling out. Except for the select few who had decided to just crash with Karl.
Technoblade and Wilbur parked a little ways away from their house, walking the rest of the way and ushering each other up the tree by Wilburs bedroom to sneak back in.
It was locked.
“You dimwit, didn’t you unlock the window?”
“Of course I did you arse, where do you think I snuck out from?”
Their bickering was interrupted by a small tap on the glass by none other than a smirking Tommy.
“Leave it to him to only wake up when he wants to annoy us”
“Tommy, let us in.”
Tommy made a rubbing motion with his index finger and thumb. Looking at Wilbur and sighing, Technoblade pulled his wallet out and held up a 10.
Tommy made a ‘more’ motion
20. Then 40. Then 50.
“So generous of you lads, come on in!” he giggled, snatching the money from his brother and leaving the window open for the two to clamber in awkwardly.
Technoblade snuck back into his room, stripping off his sweaty clothes and falling onto the mattress. Before he blacked out, he saw two notifications come in.
BitchBur: I took these pictures tn, thought u might want them ;) (8 images attached)
And
Y/N <3: I hope you figure out the college situation! <3 let me know if you can hang out sometime :D
He opened Wilburs text to find a collection of candid pictures Wilbur had snapped over the course of the night. One of Y/N in his lap, a few of them laughing together over pizza, a few of them on the dance floor, and what had to be his favorite: a picture of them kissing his cheek as a ‘good luck’ for his arm wrestle with Dream.
A smile creeped onto his face and he felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude for his brother. He set the last picture as his wallpaper before turning off his phone and falling into a realm of blackness.
SPRING------------------
“That was my very last AP Exam!” exclaimed Y/N, walking through the door of the coffee house where all their friends were lounging.
The small shop erupted with cheers as they celebrated everyone finishing their school year. The cheers eventually died out, though, as the realization sunk in. Tomorrow was graduation.
The seniors in the group, Wilbur, Technoblade, Minx and Fundy were all going off to college.
Wilbur to England, Fundy to the Netherlands, and Minx to Ireland. The one person who hadn’t decided on a college yet was Technoblade.
“Why do you all have to leave the country?” whined Y/N.
A chorus of similar sentiments left the other juniors who were scattered around a few tables that had been pushed together.
As the conversation descended into dorms and expenses, Y/N received a text from Technoblade. The shock of the ‘ding’ made the pen that had been balancing between their lips clatter onto the floor.
Apathetic pig-boy: come outside
Y/N looked around, not having noticed that Technoblade had disappeared from the table. Taking advantage of the conversation everyone else was immersed in, they quietly snuck out, but not without avoiding Wilburs keen eyes, which narrowed upon realizing his brother was not at the table.
They wandered outside, finding Technoblade sitting at one of the outdoor tables covered by the awning.
“My Yale email came in.” he said as soon as he saw them walk outside.
They jumped with barely contained joy. “What did it say?”
“I wanted you to be here when I opened it.”
Everyone knew that Technoblades dream college was Yale. He had talked about it ever since he was a little kid, screaming about Greek mythology on the school playground. Y/N knew that it was Technoblades biggest ambition to study literature at one of the most renowned colleges in the world, but they still felt a twinge of sadness. On top of losing half their friends, they couldn’t lose the one person that meant the most to them too.
“Open it!”
Y/N leaned against the back of Technoblades chair, almost falling over his shoulder as they watched the loading icon on the college’s website.
Technoblade clicked on the notification and they both read it together
Congratulations! We are glad to inform you…
“THAT YALE UNIVERSITY HAS DECIDED TO ACCEPT YOUR APPLICATION! TECH I'M SO PROUD OF YOU!” Screamed Y/N, wrapping their arms around his shocked figure. They placed a million kisses all over his face, gushing about how proud they were of him, ignoring the gut wrenching feeling inside of them.
“What’s the screaming about? Did you two finally get together?” Asked Wilbur as the group flooded out of the coffee shop to see what the commotion was about.
“Yale accepted me.” mumbled Technoblade, just loud enough for them to hear.
The cheers that followed his announcement almost made their small hometown collapse. Congratulations were exchanged and backs were pat, and in the mess, Y/N managed to sneak off to the side. The only person who noticed was Niki, who followed them to the corner of the parking lot where they were kicking at the asphalt with their converse. She sat down, and the two rested in silence, the April wind blowing their hair all over the place.
“He’s leaving.” He’s leaving me. They wanted to say, but they didn't.
Niki gave her friend a small side hug, somehow interpreting the sentence accurately. “He’s pursuing his dreams Y/N, you know he doesn’t want to leave you.”
“How do I make him stay? It’s selfish and I’d feel like a bitch but Niki I don’t think I can live without him.”
“Y/N.”
“Hmm?”
“You need to tell him how you feel.”
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The next day brought sunny skies and the enthusiastic atmosphere of graduation. They had all managed to snag themselves some graduation tickets to see their friends finish high school.
Jack, Niki, and Y/N were sitting in a Wendy’s parking lot, waiting for the clock to hit 11:45 so they could start making their way to school. It seemed empty without the Seniors of the group, as they were all at school getting ready for the ceremony. Y/N voiced this concern aloud, to which Jack responded, “We’ll have to get used to it. This is how it’s going to be next year.”
And the three fell into silence, sullenly dipping their fries into their frostys.
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Jack, Niki, and Y/N let themselves be jostled into school with the crowds of emotional parents and kids who were already bored of the event. They found decent seats, near the front aisle and set their belongings down.
Not a moment later, they were greeted by Philza, who filed in with the rest of the boys extended family to sit beside them.
The dimming of the lights led to hushed whispers erupting from the previously rowdy crowd.
Procedure came and went, the salutatorian and valedictorian giving their respective addresses to the crowd, the speech of the somewhat bored principal, and finally,
“Without further ado, presenting the Graduating Class of 2021!”
Cheers erupted from the crowd as names began to be called.
Within the first five minutes, the boredom began to set in and Jack began a game pigeon game, which Phil demanded to be added to. The four played the digital card game until they were pulled out of their concentration by a familiar name being called. They erupted into cheers as Fundy walked across the stage to pick up his diploma and shake the Principal’s hand. The process was repeated until Minx, her eyes shining as she shook the principal's hand earnestly, then flipped him off quickly behind his back, which sent the auditorium into a fit of laughter.
Person after person was called up, until...
“Technoblade Minecraft”
Philza almost cried. He stood on his chair, screaming in excitement for his son which made the boy in question flush as he collected his diploma and took a rather rushed leave off the stage, but not before seeing the heart that Y/N made with their fingers in his direction.
The same general act happened during Wilburs announcement, except that he laughed and gave his dad a cheering motion with his hands.
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The group spilled out onto the lawn of the school, congratulating people they knew when they saw them. Technoblade and Wilbur joined their family, receiving hugs from a very emotional Tommy. Y/N, Niki, and Jack waited behind for their friends to finish up with their families before tackling them in hugs. Screams and whoops came from the puddle of people on the floor, everyone yelling things to each other. The atmosphere was charged with happiness, and relief, and one couldn’t help but feel elation despite the bittersweet nature of graduation.
“Alright mates, party at my house!” boomed Philza over the noise.
The infamous graduation party. They had planned the two-part party in middle school, when they had had their first sleepover at the group's “hub”, aka Philza’s house. Since then, the party had become a reality and the first part would be executed tonight. The next being, of course, when the remaining half of the group graduated.
A marquis was set up in Phil’s garden, now uncluttered and full of spring blossoms. It was such a different atmosphere than it had been last summer, when their bonfires would stretch out into the early hours of the morning.
Food laden tables were scattered around the marquis, and to everyone's delight, a chocolate fountain rested on one of them.
After collecting food and gifts from various guests, the group found themselves sitting under the shade of a large tree with a rickety old treehouse balancing on it, which Tommy and Tubbo were attempting to devise a plan to get into with the help of their friend Ranboo, who didn’t seem as enthusiastic about the idea as the others.
“My flight leaves next week.” sighed Minx, leaning against Niki’s shoulder.
“I’ll be out of here by July the latest”
“Phil’s taking us to London next week and I’ll just be staying”
Everyone turned to Technoblade to reveal when he would be leaving for college.
“I’m going to Connecticut a week before the beginning of the term”
“So how long will you be home this summer?” Y/N asked, setting down their cookie.
“Between travelling and dorm set-up, I’ll probably only be here for about two weeks total.”
Y/N’s eyes filled with tears as they pushed their head into Technoblades chest.
“I just-” sniffle “I just can’t believe you’re all leaving!” they cried, muffled by Technoblades button down.
This sent everyone into a fit of tears as they all began hugging each other for what seemed like the hundredth time that day.
The moment was interrupted by Phil, who came out of the house with a camera and various props. Encouraging everyone to gather around and take pictures. Everyone scuffled around to fix their disheveled appearances and began making their way to Phils makeshift photo booth.
“Tech- wait!” called Y/N, pulling him back by the forearm. “Your hair”
They put pressure on his shoulders to get him to lean down so that they could fix his stray hairs.
Right then, looking at the way Y/N’s shoes sank into the ground and feeling their light touch in his hair, he decided. I have to tell them. This is my last chance.
“Hey Y/N?”
“Hmm?”
“I-” deep breaths, “I need you to-”
“Come on, lovebirds get in the picture!” called Phil, walking over to drag them to where everyone else was.
Y/N gave him an apologetic look, woven with the silent promise of later.
Damnit Dad.
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The pictures had lasted what felt like eons, but between the corny props and the harsh afternoon sunlight, they held valuable memories.
But Technoblade had no interest in them at the moment, as he dragged Y/N behind the trunk of the tree they had sat at before.
The sunlight filtering through the leaves made Y/N’s face all that much more beautiful, and Technoblade struggled to tear his attention away to focus on telling them. He gathered up his courage and opened his mouth to speak.
But the only thing that came out was “OW!”
As a pinecone bonked off his head and rolled away on the ground, leaving chips of it in his hair.
“Look out below!” Called Tubbo from somewhere above them. So they managed to get in. Damnit.
Y/N took his hand and led him to the other side of the tree, away from the boys’ field of destruction. They sat down gently, pulling Technoblade down with them to pluck the pieces of pinecone out of his hair.
“Here. Distraction free! Now tell me what you’ve been trying to say because there’s something I need to tell you too.”
That gave Technoblade the perfect opportunity to gather his nerves. “You go first”
“No, it’s fine you!”
“No you go!”
It seemed as if the stars had collided and sent out particles so many eons ago with the knowledge that everything would lead up to these two kids coming to the same conclusion at the same time.
“I love you”
“I love you”
Their eyes met as they stared, wide-eyed and gaping-mouthed at each other. Overcoming the initial shock, they began to ramble.
“I didn’t think you felt the same way because you always got quiet around me and then you woul-”
“Can I kiss you?” Technoblade interrupted them, not really hearing their rambling through the buzz going through his brain.
They nodded shyly in response as he wrapped his hand around the back of their neck to pull them dizzyingly, tauntingly closer. He looked into their eyes one more time to make sure they were serious, but Y/N was already closing the gap between their lips. They hoisted themselves into his lap and gripped his hair to bring him impossibly closer.
But alas, in this group of people, nothing goes unnoticed or undisturbed.
“EW! TECHNO’S KISSING Y/N!” screamed Tommy from the balcony of the treehouse which resulted in whoops and cheers from everyone at the party.
“FINALLY!” yelled someone amongst the crowd.
Y/N felt their ears burn a bright red as they buried their face into Techno’s neck.
“Yeah Y/N! Get some!”
“Oh fuck off!”
A/N: i hope u guys liked it :D, also this is my first time writing with they/them pronouns so if i made a mistake pls don’t hesitate to correct me!
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How would the skele react to s/o saying to them "You wanna know one of the reason why I love you so much? Whenever I'm with you, I forget about my fucked-up-self who just hates and I'm actually having fun and being happy. So thank you."
Or something like that??? Im bad at describing things T~T
Undertale Sans - "o-oh come on, i'm not that special. i'm just the whoopee cushion guy." He is blushing so hard right now.
Undertale Papyrus - He sniffs loudly, then hug you, then sniffs again, then bursts in tears in your arms. Welp, he tried to stop this but he can't.
Underswap Sans - "WELL THAT'S GREAT! SHOULD WE PUT EARTHWORMS IN HONEY'S BED TO CELEBRATE THAT?" You smile sadistically. Yeah, you will definitely do that.
Underswap Papyrus - "so... uh... since you... uh... like me that much... would you m-m-m-m-marry m-me?" Omg, why did he say that. Honey blushes then tries to escape awkwardly. What an idiot. Please say yes.
Underfell Sans - His face is entire red and he's half pissed, half flattered. "stop this bullshit you are better than me. whateva' ". Yep, he's a freaking tsundere.
Underfell Papyrus - "OF COURSE YOU ARE. I WOULD BE VERY PISSED OFF IF YOU WOULDN'T BE HAPPY AROUND ME. I'M TRYING VERY HARD." Welp, probably not the answer you were expecting, but he seems flattered anyway.
Horrortale Sans - Oh no. He's coming. He takes a step forward than absorbs you in his hoodie and purrs so hard the all house is vibrating.
Horrortale Papyrus - Same than Papyrus except he goes immediately to the crocodile tears. He's crying loudly in your arms and hugging you at the same time.
Swapfell Sans - He pretends he didn't hear you, but his face is now bright purple and he has actual hearts in his eyes even if he's desperatly trying to hide it behind his newspapers. Why would you do this to him? He's not weak!
Swapfell Papyrus - "love you too babe. love you so much i could share all my mcnuggets with you forever." Wow. King of romance. Though he still looks quite outraged when you decide to steal one of his nuggets right here, right now.
#undertale#underswap#underfell#horrortale#swapfell#undertale ask blog#undertale asks#undertale imagines#undertale headcanons
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*Spoilers for Chapter 10 ahead.*
Just wanted to say Sequels Suck is a MASTERPIECE. I love how this story started as a slow burn since it allowed us to bond with the other characters and show Y/ns and Randy's rocky friendship. Slow burns are great for building characterization and slowly building the tension until the climax.
Imma be honest lmao I've been wary asf of Derek since the get go even before we as a character were sus of him in the story lol I think you said in an ask there COULD be a third ghostface and if he were to be it I'd LOSE MY SHIT. This isn't canon, so anything is possible and I'm scared 😭 I actually think realistically IF there is a third that'd it'd be Mickey since Derek literally rushed into the house to beat Billy's ass even tho he LITERALLY COULD HAVE DIED. Gotta give him credit, the man's got balls lmaooo an ingenuine person wouldn't have went that far for us.
Stu in chapter 10 didn't really have me sad, he just pissed me off with that mocking ass attitude 🙄 likeee he's acting like our betrayal didn't hurt us too. Didn't wanna hear a word we said and literally told us we might as well be dead. Ngl that hurt 😥 he's become so cruel to us and when we started crying in front of him I was like noooo bitch, he don't deserve your tears 🤐 not after what he did to you. The son of a bitch is even pretending his name is James 🤢 GOT US THROWING UP IN A BUSH.
I can't imagine them forgiving us ever lmao I find it sooo hard to believe this is gonna result in anything good for us bc the situation is THAT BAD. Stu refuses to ever protect us again and altho he's definitely more forgiving, it's obvious all bets are off. If Randy dies there's nooo doubt we will never forgive them bc Randy is our best friend and we care so much about him. It'll destroy us and Dewey dying will do the same thing. Move on, sure, but forgiving them? That's different. We better drag their asses in the future bc fuck them 😭 acting like we didn't save Billy's ungrateful ass and as if THEY DIDN'T LIE TO US TOO.
Now I just wanna pretend I moved on with our boys Randy and Derek just to make them jelly lmao taunt the fuck outta Billy for not catching us in platform sandals. IM READY TO DRAG THEM. We kinda dragged them lowkey in ch 10 BUT I WANT MORE 😤 Stu must have figured we'd survive the attack cause he litterally told us if we drop out someone's dying early and we can't drop out of college if we're dead. Must have figured if we survived that we'd run for the hills. Either way, I'm scared for everyone and I'm not ready to see us crumble 🙃😭
I SCREAMED AT THIS OMFGGFGJJSC I LOVE THOROUGH REVIEWS LIKE THIS AND SEEING YOU EXCITED FOR THE SERIES HAS ME FREAKIN EXCITED TO WRITE IT!!!!! 😭😭😭🖤🖤🖤🖤
Yep, Stu is a self absorbed 'You hurt me and that's the only issue bc what about me???' (hot) jackass and Billy is a self righteous 'my way is the only way' (sexy) dickwad. It's their piss poor luck I write YN to be as realistic as I can and that means eventually dragging them across the mud like most of us would.
I was THIS close to writing this exactly like YN taking Sid's place and being there for two years but I thought 'No, that's why Scream 2 didn't feel nearly as authentic as Scream 1 bc we jumped straight into killings when at least Scream 1 had the fountain, Sid at Tatum's, the grocery store, the party that lasted a decent amount of time BEFORE the killings etc to show their friendships and interactions with each other. I was scared I was making YN unrealistic with being close to ppl she's just met but after two years of isolation; I think most of us would be hopeful with starting friendships again especially at college.
Yeeeaaaahhhhhh....The deaths are gonna suck. Big time. I can't say how but this is gonna work out in a really fucked up way by the end. 🥲💔 Especially since I'm taking this all the way to Scream 4 and maybe Scream 5 (Unless it turns out Stu is the killer in Scream 5 or something then either I'll end it at 4 or go completely AU for 5 bc what the hell can I do with that without YN being killed or killing Stu? 😭.)
My lips are sealed but this is a roller coaster and I don't even know who dies yet; just the ending 🥴🥴🥴
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Hi Dan!! ✨✨ MA'AM YOUR SERENITEAPOT???!?!?!? 😳🥺 The anon was too stunned to speak 🍰🍰🍰(think of this as a standing cake 💀) it's so beautiful!! The scenery, the clipping and everything... It lowkey looks like heaven in a teapot 😩 and i see that you have done that certain hot spring tutorial on yt by unlucky tabibito(?). Kinda really warms my heart that you do your teapot 😤😤😤 It aint common to find ppl who do their teapots yk 😌
Ooh the first realm you have chosen is called Floating Abode, if my memory serves me right :DD
I do have some ideas too if you're gonna make a guide for your graphic design tutorials/recommendations!! (Lowkey a sucker for art or designing stuff;;)
— how to do filter or fx combinations/favorite filter combinations
— recommended tools to use for specific preference on how would the image/edit look like
— favorite fonts that you also think are must have 🤩
— just random editing ideas that could possibly help others have an idea or inspiration for editing.
— icon/header ideas or inspiration
— favorite color schemes/vibes
Didn't knew PicsArt have grown a lot already- it's been years since i've touched that app tho sadly they lock some new featured behind the "gold/premium membership" :((
I do wish to be able to read your 3k milestone works when i have the time- so i could possibly talk about it??🤭 Hehe.
About you being a Jean kinnie, it makes sense!!🤯 Given your hardworking personality both in irl and as a genshinblr writer, you always manage to post great fics??!?! Like WEEKLY. And so many times in a week. 😰🥺😳 Plus, you're such a sweet person! Despite the busy sched, you still take your time to write atleast one fic for the week + engage and interact with your followers/moots/anons!! 🤔🤔 Remember to not push your self to hard and be sure that you are genuinely enjoying what you do, ok?? :D
I still can't absorb the fact that 2.6 is this week. As in THIS week 😰😰😰 heavens, my life is barely together and i am afraid to lose 50/50 on ayato now 😩 Wishing you the best of luck in your pulls too, everyone!! 💗💗💗
That's all for now!! 😚 Take care and have a good day, Dan!! 💞💞💞
— sincerely, 🍰.
AIHSJD TYSM COMRADEE 😍😍 and yes i did got the hot spring area from @/unlucky tabibito’s tutorial from youtube :DDD i super agree w you on that one, ppl using the teapot is not someone you often would see :,)) and yep you’re right about the name, i kept thinking that the name was adeptus’s abode 💀💀
and tysm for those ideas !! ill def ss this and keep it in my photo albums in case i decided to do tutorials on my edits :DDD i honestly hate picsart for making a lot of fx and some features limited for the sake of making people use the membership 💀💀
i was never the same person ever since my best friend irl told me im a jean kinnie, my mind was blown — it makes sense why jean used to came to me in wish (i have c4 jean and im not proud of it) 😧😧😧 and dw !! ill try my best to not push myself and continue doing what i do passionately <333
i can’t believe 2.6 is so CLOSE either 😰😰 im so excited to get ayato even tho im on 50/50 💀💀 i wish you luck on your pulls as well as everyone who’s going for the characters that will be available in 2.6 :DDDD !!
take care as well and have a good day comrade 👊👊👊
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Are you serious, you can really transform your self into anything.
Yep literally any object i can think of that i have touched i can transform into..
So if i wanted you to become, i dunno, a bike to get me home, you could do it?
Yep, if we find a bike you like, ill touch it and transform into a copy of it.
So thats what we did, we found the most powerful, most expensive looking bike, i touched it and transformed into it. He rode me back to his house where i transformed back into my self.
He began asking questions what if i wanted you to be my clothes, what if wanted you to become a dildo, how do i get this power.
Mate, ill have absolutely no problem becoming yoir clothes, in fact id probably enjoy it. Id love to feel my self sliding around your body. My legs would be your socks, my socks would be your trainers. My dick would be your boxers, my arms your shorts. You get the drift. A dildo, well i could do it, but ive never done it before, not sure id like it, suppose it depends if youd be shoving me into you, or someome else. Id be sick if youu shoved me in a girl. Dont forget i feel everything you do to me. So id feel the sensation of my legs being wrapped around your feet, id feel the sensation of your cock around my boxers. So id feel my entire body going inside whatever you shove me into. And to get the power, you have to relinquish yoir body to me, and you would get mine. We merge together as one and emerge from the merging as each other.
So you can be anyone too?
I sure can. I can become others just by looking at their picure or touching them.
Go on then. Ill let you be my clothes for a while. Ill see if i like it then we can think about me doing it.
Ok, but i dont really like being separated so much. How about we do something small for now and ill become your socks.
Hmm, i want to see how this works. How about you become my trainers, socks and boxers.
Mate, weve only just met, ive already been a bike for you to get home you can see it works, yet you already want to know how it feels to be wearing me, touching your dick. Ill show you how it works, for 1 hour, ill be your socks and trainers.
Ok.
So i kneel down in front of him, remove his socks and trainers, then place one of my hands on each of his feet and very quickly ive been transformed into his socks and trainers
I actually dont mind becoming clothing for people, but i do enjoy it more when they put me on by themselves. But i wanted to teach this guy a lesson so i allowed myself to be wrapped around his feet. I knew be would want to take me off to compare them to the originals and as soon as he put me back on i would make my move. I liked helping people but this guy had made me take him home without even asking me and he didnt even know me.
I felt his feet going inside me. Inside the socks and trainers and thats when i made my move. I absorbed him into his socks and trainers and boxers and i transformed my self into him. I left him as his own clothes for an hour. I made sure i got his feet sweaty and stomped around making sure he knew that this wasnt always fun. I made sure he felt his own cum filling his boxers. After the hour was up i transformed him back into a duplicate of himself.
I told him that he had a few options, he could chose to forget today, become the real him again and i would disappear and find someone else. He ould pick an object linked to him and stsy as that forever. Or he could choose to be like me, become me and inherit my powers, id stay as him and keep the powers too.
He had one final question, if he chose to become me, would he be able to return to being himself every now and then. I told him it wouldnt be a problem so thats the new life he chose. Although im not sure its really a life now that hes officially really me, he spends more time wrapped around me, with his former body as an item of clothing. And of course he asked to be a dildo so i left him as a dildo and shoved him up my arse for a full 24 hours, then i absorbed him into my body, sucked him into my balls.as cum. once he was out of balls he became human again, but with my dick inside his arse. He was sure taking one hell of a beating but he seemed to be enjoying it all and always wanted more.
#male body swap#bodyswap#malebodyswap#male transformation#male tf#body swap#body suit#bodysuit#scally#scally lads
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This is a script style chat.
Bro [BRO] joined chat.
turntechGodhead [TG] joined chat.
TG: bro
BRO: Hmm.
TG: i got rejected
TG: so hard
TG: maximum strength rejection
BRO: Who’d you ask out again?
TG: not important
BRO: Super important.
BRO: Was it John?
TG: dammnit bro
TG: …
TG: yes
BRO: Man, why’d he reject you?
TG: im not even sure
TG: maybe im not his type, dunno
BRO: Lame.
TG: yea
TG: i know
TG: but i really liked him
TG: more lame for me than anything else
BRO: You want some bro cuddles to cheer you up?
TG: …
TG: yes
TG: can we watch my little pony
BRO: Sure.
TG: -dave leaves his room and walks into the living room, plopping down onto the futon- life sucks
BRO: Shh. *He quickly pulls Dave into a hug, petting his hair.*
TG: -dave leans into it closing his eyes- its sucks more because i really fucking thought i had a chance
BRO: Hey, you never know. He might come around.
TG: whatever, i dont care anymore
BRO: It’s alright to be upset, li'l man.
TG: i think he likes that karkat kid
BRO: Well, fuck those guys, then.
TG: -dave sighs- why cant there just be a guy thats like you, bro? hella cool, straight forward, not into trolls, as far as i know, just fuck
BRO: Not all of us can be perfect.
TG: -dave groans- yea but at least you dont lead people on
TG: not perfect
TG: just
TG: certain shit should be a given, man
TG: right?
BRO: Yeah, I guess so.
BRO: It’ll be alright in the end, promise.
BRO: You’ll find somebody hella cool.
TG: do you think its cus of my rhymes, i spew out some lame shit that comes to mind sometimes to let the flow go, i write better stuff
TG: maybe
TG: im not attractive?
TG: i mean i think im pretty decent
TG: but i dont know
TG: maybe its my ego
TG: i just
BRO: Dave.
TG: why am i not good enough
BRO: Don’t talk like that, alright?
TG: nah maybe its me with the problem
TG: maybe im not funny enough
TG: or interesting enough
TG: i dont watch rom coms
BRO: You can maybe it to death, Dave.
BRO: But honestly? I think John made a mistake.
TG: oh yeah? how?
BRO: What do you mean?
TG: im just some weird kid with freakish eyes that fights with shitty katanas and writes lame raps
TG: thats it
BRO: You write some pretty nice raps.
TG: pft
BRO: And you look great, man.
TG: you just say that cus youre my bro, man
TG: look im sorry for laying all this shit on you
BRO: It’s kinda my job.
TG: but i just, its just got my mind all fucked up
BRO: Well then try not to think about it for a bit.
BRO: Just relax, Dave.
TG: -dave sighs- i dont know if i can
BRO: Look, I’ll put on the tv, we can lay down, and just take a nap or something.
TG: -dave rubs his temples and sighs again- bro
BRO: What?
TG: do you think im self absorbed
BRO: Not really, why?
TG: -dave shrugs-
BRO: Did someone say you are?
TG: -dave looks down and shrugs, biting his lip- yea
BRO: John?
TG: -dave stays silent-
BRO: It was John. *He hugs Dave again, sighing.*
TG: bro do you think im attractive
BRO: Yeah. Didn’t I say that?
TG: a general boyish handsome attractive or sexy?
BRO: Well, I’m your brother, I don’t think I should really say you’re sexy whether I think you are or not.
TG: c'mon, bro to bro
BRO: I guess you’re pretty sexy, yeah.
TG: -dave bites his lip again and stares at bro silently-
BRO: What?
TG: -dave looks away- n-nothing, man.
BRO: C'mon, what’s on your mind?
BRO: Can’t help if you don’t tell me.
TG: nah, im being dumb, ignore it, honestly.
BRO: *He sighs, poking Dave in the stomach.*
TG: hm?
BRO: I’m sure people think you’re attractive, dude. They’d be stupid not to.
TG: thanks bro -dave mutters-
BRO: Is that not what’s wrong?
TG: -dave looks back at bro about to say something, but shuts his mouth-
BRO: *He shrugs and leans back on the couch, lacing his fingers behind his head.* Tell me when you’re ready, I guess.
TG: -dave reaches over and pulls bros shades off-
TG: -dave folds them and puts them on the table, taking off his own as well-
BRO: *He glances back towards Dave, raising an eyebrow.*
TG: -dave stares into bros eyes studying the orange color hes rarely graced with, feeling a bit intimidated-
BRO: What’s up, kid?
TG: alot
BRO: Well, you wanna talk about any of it?
TG: would your opinion of me, change?
BRO: If what?
TG: if i told you what i was thinking
BRO: I doubt it.
TG: bro, i think im attracted to you and its freaking me out
BRO: Attracted as in … sexually?
TG: Yea -dave said seriously, not breaking eye contact-
BRO: *He blinks a few times and smooths his hair back.* Wow, alright.
TG: -daves gaze travels down to bros lips a few times- y-yea
BRO: I don’t, uh … Not sure what I’m supposed to say?
TG: -dave looks down at his feet- me neither, man
TG: but you could start with how you’re feeling, seems fair
BRO: Well. Flattered? And I guess a little concerned.
TG: -dave pulls his legs up to his chest- mhm -dave hangs his arms around his knees and puts his face down-
BRO: *He reaches out and places a hand on his shoulder gently.*
TG: -dave just sits there silently-
BRO: I don’t think any different of you, you know.
TG: even if you did feel the same way, theres no way in hell you would ever even admit it right? which you obviously dont, anyway. why did i even bother, honestly
BRO: C'mon, how about we lay down.
TG: im not tired
BRO: Not the point.
TG: -dave sighs-
BRO: Please?
TG: fuckyou -dave says under his breath and lays down facing bro- good enough?
BRO: *He lays down across the couch and pulls Dave onto his chest, loosely wrapping his arms around him.*
TG: -dave stiffens up- seriously, bro.
BRO: What? I’m not allowed to be affectionate?
TG: …
TG: i dont even know how to respond to you
BRO: *He runs a hand through Dave’s hair and shrugs.* You don’t have to.
TG: -dave relaxes a bit- bro
BRO: Hmm?
TG: can i kiss you -dave mutters-
BRO: … I can’t see how it would hurt.
TG: -dave moves his head from bros chest and stares at bro in shock for a moment, hesitating before carding his fingers through bros hair, leaning in and locking lips with him-
BRO: *He kisses him back gently, but pulls away before Dave can get too into it.*
TG: -dave bites his lip and breathes heavily- again? p-please -dave said needily-
BRO: I-I mean, I just don’t want it to go too far or something.
TG: It’s just kissing, bro -dave said innocently-
BRO: *He chews on his lip a little, looking conflicted.*
TG: -dave licks his lips- please
BRO: You get one.
TG: aw c'mon, ill be a good boy, bro -dave pouts a bit nudging bro-
BRO: *He glances away, rubbing his face.* Fine.
TG: -dave smirks and cups bros chin, leaning back in pressing his lips against bros, nipping his bottom lip-
BRO: *He moves his hand back into Dave’s hair, kissing him back rather hard.*
TG: -dave responds kissing back feverishly, wrapping an arm around bros neck to deepen the kiss-
BRO: *He runs his free hand along his back idly and slides his tongue lightly over his lips.*
TG: -daves hand trails down to bros waist, dave takes bros tongue into his mouth, sucking it and rubbing his tongue along it, digging his nails into bros waist-
BRO: *Sliding his hand into the back of Dave’s shirt, he lightly drags his fingernails across his back.*
TG: -dave arches his back, letting out a low moan into bros mouth, he kisses bro, hard.-
BRO: *He pulls back and covers his slightly flushed face, taking a deep breath.* We should probably stop.
TG: -dave pants lightly staring into bros eyes- i said i would be good, i just, that turned me on
BRO: And that’s why we should probably stop.
TG: look, man, i can suppress, it, it’s fine. i can stop myself ya know. -dave frowns- or do you not trust yourself?
BRO: No comment.
TG: hmph -dave kisses bros cheek- you dont do you.
BRO: I don’t wanna do something we’ll both regret.
TG: that you’ll regret, don’t speak for me, bro. i make my own decisions
BRO: Have you had sex before?
TG: yea
TG: remember my math tutor?
BRO: Sadly.
TG: yep
TG: brad and i
BRO: I guess there’s slightly less for me to worry about, then …
TG: -dave smirks- mhm
BRO: Don’t gimme that look.
TG: -dave bites his lip- dont act like you dont like it
BRO: I ain’t gonna encourage you.
TG: -dave leans in close and whispers into bros ear- encourage what? -dave licks the shell of bros ear nipping down the lobe-
BRO: *He breathes out a little shakily, flicking Dave’s shoulder lightly.* That.
TG: what you gonna turn me into your little attention whore? -dave laughs lightly- fine -dave starts to suck on a patch of skin on bros neck biting down lightly running his hand down bros chest-
BRO: *He hums quietly and tries to ignore him, biting the inside of his lip.* Not turnin’ you into anything.
TG: -dave pulls back with a pop and kisses the forming mark- then dont make me fight for your attention, hn? -dave pauses for a moment and begins to take off his own shirt dropping it onto the floor-
BRO: We’re related, you know.
TG: no shit, related?? news to my ears. damn. -dave sits up next to bro- get up
BRO: *He gives Dave a look.* What the hell for?
TG: -dave rolls his eyes- why the fuck not
BRO: *After a moment, he sits up, shrugging.* This good?
TG: -dave smiles softly and gets ontop of bro’s lap, fidgeting a bit to get comfortable.- yea -dave pulls bros shirt up a bit looking him in the eyes-
BRO: *He rolls his eyes and pushes Dave’s hand away, before pulling his shirt off over his head and tossing it aside.* Happy?
TG: -dave smirks and runs his hand down bros firm chest making a pleased grunt-
TG: -dave laps his tongue up bros chest-
BRO: Does that mean you’re done trying to give me hickeys?
TG: -dave rolls his eyes- i only gave you one
TG: and if you have a problem with it why don’t you just repay the ‘unfavorable’ favor.
BRO: Well obviously you’d like that too much.
TG: …fuck you
BRO: So I’m right.
TG: 'No comment.’
BRO: *He shrugs and leans back against the couch.* I just don’t wanna fuck up.
BRO: I mean I kind of already have.
TG: Fuck up?
TG: How would you fuck up?
BRO: By fucking you, mostly.
TG: what if i want you to fuck me up?
BRO: I’m still a little leery, kid.
TG: would it help if i called you by your real name, dirk?
BRO: Not sure.
BRO: It’s really weird to hear from you.
TG: aight. well maybe you should just, ya know, let go?
TG: relax.
BRO: It’s kind of illegal, Dave.
TG: cus’ ill be sure to go on telling the police my brother and i had sex
BRO: *He sighs and shakes his head.* You’re not gonna give up, are you?
TG: nope
BRO: *Shaking his head, he covers his face again.* Fine.
TG: no more holding back?
BRO: Yeah.
TG: -dave hovers over bros ear- please fuck me -dave bites down lightly on bros ear waiting for a response-
BRO: *He moans quietly and grabs onto Dave’s hips, leaning in to bite harshly on his collarbone.*
TG: f-fuck -dave curses into bros ear-
BRO: *He moves up and crushes their lips together, raking his fingernails along Dave’s hips.*
TG: -dave moans into the kiss snaking his arms around bros neck and bucking his hips against bros-
BRO: *He bites Dave’s lip and pulls away momentarily.* You sure you don’t want me to hold back? I can be rough.
TG: -dave goes half lidded- mutilate me
BRO: *He leans forward again, starting to leave a trail of hickeys down his neck, accompanied by a trail of scratch marks along his side.*
TG: -dave arches his back, rolling his hips against bros, moaning lowly, scratching down bros back-
BRO: *He chuckles quietly and moves a hand to unbutton Dave’s pants, licking up his neck slowly.*
TG: -dave shivers reaching down, undoing bros pants in unison.-
BRO: *He pushes Dave sideways, down onto the couch, hovering over him and sliding a hand into his pants.*
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Boots reads Homestuck Epilogue(s) Part 6 - Meat Page 16
==> (Whoa, went a long while before splitting posts, there. Dangerous, with how often I’ve lost stuff to Tumblr page reloads in the past.)
Oh, you’ve realized Zazzerpan’s relevance as foreshadowing for the trolls or whatever, Rose?
Oh my god, PLEASE don’t put Rose inside a fucking robot. >:|
Oh SHIT wait. That one wizard Roxy named her cat after who wanted all the knowledge in the world, got overloaded and then crushed by the giant textbook or whatever??? That’s disturbingly Rose-similar here. D:
Rose, puns. Please.
Hm, you think it applies to you all now instead of the trolls? Huh. Do you think some of you might become villains and get Just deaths?
..Huh, wait. Numerological significance? Are we actually learning what 413 means? Or learning that it was meant to be bullshit all along instead? I’m “Hmmm”ing loudly either way...
Ow, ouch. So a Light player wasn’t designed to properly live outside of canon significance, or??
Ooh. She’s not sure that if she opens herself up to all the knowledge of her other selves, that it’d be “her” anymore. A pretty legitimate fear... and one Dirk is perfectly disposed to disabuse her of. As a Heart player, he’d understand better than most that the entire combination of one’s various states over all timelines IS you, and the unique direction your will and uniqueness embodies across whatever it touches. Or something.
...Wait, wait a minute. Before I keep reading........ I didn’t actually CLICK the candy button yet. What if Candy just redirects to AO3 or something. Like, the candy bit is all of our fanfics. Oh jeez.
Okay reading on before that possibility drives me insane.
DIRK: I’m not sure anyone should be allowed to have that much foresight. Especially a guy like me.
...Mhmm, especially since in part that’s how we got Doc Scratch, yeah.
Reading to the end of this page, and........
Yeah, what the FUCK just happened.
So... is this Dirk BEING a villain? Doing some sort of weird almost cherubic Eye thing to kind of supplant Rose as he becomes a Scratch-like fanfic narrator or... Let me reread these last few paragraphs a couple times...
Is he really sort of “puppeteering” Rose? Is this like the birth of a god-tier villain or just a temporary respite he’s giving her sort of underhandedly for an actual good cause to help her out of her situation?? Or is “death” or a death of the self the actual solution he had for her mess??? I mean... the metatextual awareness bit that he’s speaking through in the last sentence is clearly something like what comes of ascending completely and going beyond the story to be able to write it like Caliborn or Doc Scratch might or... y’know what, fuck it. I’ll understand it in later pages. I have to keep reading if this is going to make sense to me.
This next button better not lead straight back to the fucking selection screen again.
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Oh shit, a giant Dirk section. Only fitting that he might have been writing most of this all along possibly.
Undercurrent of narrative significance. Oh shit. Is he going to go off about Light, about the story parts not mattering? Or that the fact that this IS a story and... from what I accidentally skimmed in sentences below before reading further, how we’re trapping them in a story by reading it or something??? Hence the idea that their existences are being “blighted” by the subtext of narrative significance, and would be better FREE of it?
Huh. Is this really going to work? As, like... a body slam of people who were too caught up in the forest of narrative purpose to see into the trees of the point he wanted to make with the finale? It’s practically Andrew talking to the audience from within the story about their frustrations, heh.
Yeah, this whole rant is pretty awesome so far. I forgot to mention it a few paragraphs ago, but when you look at the story list, the Epilogues are listed as “stories of dubious authenticity”, so is this whole thing like... how DIRK might have written the ending out? Just to emphasize further that this whole thing is kind of pointless compared to the infinite possibility that was the reward for their escape from the confines of such story-stuff?
Cool. Sounds like we’re seeing the “good end” that Dirk would have written for this story if he were to write one that still answers plotlike questions, or something similar to it. That and/or he’s also engineering things in-canon -- or as “canon” as the victory planet is -- to follow all this for the end result he has in mind, and it comes across as practically Doc Scratch-y in the way it ties in metatextual awareness and stuff. Either way, it DOES feel like Andrew might successfully be making his point.
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Pff. This is going to be a bit interesting. And, of course, unstuck-in-canon John can hear the narrator speaking.
And now John has ANOTHER story to get annoyed at the narrator of, heh.
The tooth is poisoned? Really? Did you just make that up or?
Okay, why suddenly the wallet, fanfic writer? Is he going to find touching pictures or just captchalogue the black hole?
This is all starting to feel a whole lot less serious, and I can’t help but figure that’s the intent.
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Pff, back to the B plot. Yay Jade! --Please don’t be metatextually aware like John and let’s get more actual story.
Phew, seems to be the case
...Is Karkat going to remake this post-scarcity society to be more Communist? Is that where we’re going here?
Alright, Roxy’s gonna be all voidy and Neutral and not want an impact on the election, from the sound of it?
GAAAHHH Jade is in love with all her friends and afraid of being alone. AAAH FEELS
--Oh huh, so because Jane’s been in the distance putting on the Perfect act she thinks she has to pull, she’s gone down in her friends’ opinions even if that isn’t really her??? That’s pretty reassuring as an alternative, actually. Leave it to Roxy to see everything crystal goddamn clear as usual.
Ooh, pronoun mishap.
Holy SHIT Roxy’s gonna go along with it. That’s nonbinary-awesome! And Dirk’s just fucking flabbergasted, I love it.
Pff, Dirk’s screwing it up outside too
yep, everyone ectobiologically had kids with everyone, really.
Oh, ow. Something about the whole black hole green sun thing is fucking with her. That, or, like... Huh, might the whole metatextual ascension thing mean that she actually BECOMES that other Jade floating about for a hot minute, the one in the A-side plot??
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Ow this excellent narrative is pretty painful. Like, empathetically inducing pain through really good description of pain and angst. Ow.
Oh shit, alt!Calliope has a plan. Maybe she’s able to use this black hole to re-begin Paradox Space and close the loop once everything’s absorbed or something, and needs a Jade’s help for it?
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Phew, some relative silliness with some of the others. That vivid description of a Jade’s suffering was starting to give my stomach a cramp. Actually, ANY vivid description of Jade’s suffering gives my stomach a cramp. Or any allusion to it, even, heck even without WORDS. I saw a Jadey song redux show up on my Youtube dashboard a few nights ago and had to turn it off after less than thirty seconds because I was about to throw up listening to the tune and staring at the image from my stomach clenching SO HARD. I am WAY too attached to Jade in particular to tolerate her suffering without serious emotional feedback on my part.
Okay, breathe. Breathe deeply, and keep reading...
....PFF, yes, Karkat. Finally acknowledge it’s disgusting. Birth is disgusting from any species really.
Yaaaay Kanaya! :)
Pfffff, Dave does record scratches with his hands mid-conversation like a fucking dab. He would.
KANAYA: I Am Impressed That You Managed To Be Seen In Front Of That Many People Without Spontaneously Bursting Into Flames
I’m laughing
We internalize and project the quality in very different ways, however, which is why I’m going to win.
Win?!????
Win WHAT, the election??? Is that your only grand plan or... I mean fuck, way to be Doc-Scratch-like ominous! Reading on...
...Yeah, Feferi was definitely a proto-Fascist too. :)
Oh, huh. “Power Corrupts In Small Steps”... is this whole President thing going to be a big-ass metaphor for gaining your God powers without abusing them?? And pointing out that Jane is hella abusing her status in a way that COULD become villainous if it goes too far? Victory is supposed to give you the ability to create a universe, but you’re not necessarily supposed to lord over it with an iron fist...
KARKAT: WHEN I HEAR ABOUT HOW HUMAN GRUBS CHEW THEIR WAY OUT OF THE FEMALE MATESPRIT’S ABDOMINAL HOLE BEFORE CONSUMING THE WOMB MEMBRANE IT MAKES ME WANT TO VOMIT.
Pffffffff
KANAYA: He Is Beloved In The Troll Kingdom For His Perky Ass
DAVE: seriously?
KARKAT: I TOLD YOU IT’S NOT JUST ME!
KANAYA: It Has Some Terrible Arcane Power
KANAYA: I Have Never Seen Anything Like It
I am laughing out loud here
pff dave’s doubtlessly imagined this at least as much as the rest of us
YESSS make fun of ship names some more, especially the ship names I’m not a fan of even though I’m such a fan of the pairing :D
KANAYA: Im Going To Call My Wife And You Are Going To Stop Talking
Why do I love that sentence so much. Is it just because it has the word wife in it. Probably.
At the other side of the cavern, Dave and Karkat bicker about what their combo kids would look like, in the event that they decided to stop being such laughable wusses and began fornicating like two cartoon animals of different species who have given into their lust.
Pffff. Yeah, Dirk would put it that way.
Pffffff. Not as adept at handling all sides of the story at the same time as you were as part of Doc, eh?
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Reading reading reading... Oh, adorable, he tried to slip a fish pun into Meenah’s name but couldn’t think of one.
...Oh SHIT, is he going to give Meenah the ring of life she wanted??? :D
Oh pff, that works too. :D
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Okay, time for maybe at least a SLIGHT explanation of whatever the FUCK Dirk might have or might not have done to Rose or something????
...Huh. What exactly are you trying to “fix” about Kanaya and Rose’s relationship, Dirk? Something that didn’t fix itself with just the two of them together?
I mean...... Rose’s substance abuse never fixed itself when it was just two of them together on the first-run meteor. And she’s been taking pills and trying to stave off her destiny out of fear while her wife hasn’t really been digging into her insecurities... I mean maybe he has a point.
SHADOWS around her?????? D:
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Yeah yeah, John drifting. I just remembered what one of those “server beacons” they were mentioning actually is, too, visually. Knowing it had an escape route helped.
What are you even gonna do with the slippers, gift them to Terezi when she comes flying in? (Also, right, just remembered he’s a Breath player so it’s only natural that he actually finds whatever there is to find “coincidentally” around here, like that wallet.)
Ooh, you REALLY were thinking about Terezi over the past years from the sound of it. And here she is or whatever. :)
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Okay okay okay wait. Her shadow is talking??? Is this, like... Jungian shadow stuff? Inversion shadow stuff? What the fuck is going on. It better not be Inversion-related.
Let me read that again.
Her shadow has faded to light behind her, assuming the shape of a Rose-like apparition. I nod to her, and she continues. When she speaks, it’s almost as if it’s the apparition that’s doing the talking.
That’s weird and I don’t entirely know what it means. I’d better just keep fucking reading.
Fun philosophical banter. I didn’t know what “Hegelian dialectics” were until I read some big rant on someone’s Fallout New Vegas playthrough earlier last month.
ROSE: I think free will is a thing, sure.
DIRK: Are you sure about that?
ROSE: ...
DIRK: Haven’t we spent the entire day having a feelings jam on how none of us got here by accident?
Ah, here we’re going with some Ultimate Riddle-y stuff.
Or wait, are we adding a bit on to that concept now? Because it now seems like a large PART of the Ultimate Riddle stuff I covered (FUCK dropbox for breaking all the images) that might be revealed in this part of the damn epilogue is the whole the-only-way-to-have-true-free-will-is-to-escape-the-narrative-imposed-on-us or something along with the rest of it.
Hm, that whole “become One God” bit that Dirk ranted about in the beginning of one of the John sections... is that his ambition here? I didn’t comment on the rantparagraph earlier because the “one” part of it threw me as possibly just some philosophical stuff he was musing about, but it’s like... I mean Dirk is the narrator right now, and it sounds like he wants to *BE* the narrator. Like, become the one truly in control of this whole story. With his orange Andrew-colored text or whatever. Is that what he meant by “win”, winning control of the entire narrative, turning everyone else in the story into mere extensions of himself that he was “writing” by virtue of being the only author?
And him getting thwarted in that task, showing that it’s better if there really is NO narrator and the characters can do whatever they imagine in infinite branches and our imaginations, is the victory that proves the point of the story. Or something. Hmm.
Also, huh. Like... I mean that IS a natural extension of a Prince of Heart if he were to turn to villainy. A grand ambition to destroy everyone’s individuality until they’re nothing but Himself. Right?
DIRK: Your Ultimate Self, that which is revealed when the mind’s partitions are stripped away, and all potentiality of who you are and what you could have been flow together.
DIRK: Those are the experiences and processes that are refusing to stay bundled, that’s what your body can’t endure. The unbundling itself is your mind coming apart.
DIRK: Because you’re not as strong as me. Not yet.
DIRK: But you can be.
DIRK: I’m working on that.
Because she’ll “BE” you? Because you’ll be everyone? Hm.
DIRK: But for now, I’m focused on stabilizing you with my own expanding consciousness.
DIRK: It’s enveloping you now, in a way you can’t see. Keeping your thoughts solid, your identity anchored to your physical form as it strains to hold itself together.
DIRK: You can’t see it, what I’m talking about. But I can help you.
DIRK: I can help you see what I see, if only for a little while.
DIRK: All you have to do is open your eyes.
DIRK: Maybe what you see will help you through this.
Okay so maybe this all ain’t TOTALLY fucking sinister. Just partially. Hmm.
I’m not going to describe what she sees. First of all, that would be spoiling it. Unless you already know, in which case, I guess what’s taking place here qualifies as something closer to dramatic irony. But if you really want to see it for yourself, stop what you’re doing, flip the whole thing over, and begin again. I’ll be right here when you get back, waiting. Trust me, no one’s going anywhere.
Hahahahah. So the candy part IS written. I mean I was pretty sure, but it’s nice to have it acknowledged here. Pretty awesome. I won’t stop here to read it, I’ll get to the candy part eventually as a nice dessert.
All she needs is a nudge in the right direction.
We’re family. We belong together. And after years of micromanaging the inconsistent and confused desires of total imbeciles, wouldn’t it be a relief to have someone by my side who understood me?
Stop being so incestuous. Dirk, you’re just getting off on the CONCEPT of incest being part of the flavor of all this, aren’t you. That’s why you kept pushing things this way, you want it to be as uncomfortable as possible.
...wait, yeah he’s just talking about being a metatextual ascended, isn’t he.
Her body should be dead now.
I’M SORRY WHAT THE FLYING FUCK.
And Rose has... what, ascended but somehow given in to Dirk’s puppeteering of existence, or? Ugh.
Next post, I wanna keep reading already to get through all this bullshit. Then once I’ve figured it all out, I can rest comfortably back with the Candy side which Rose practically just promised me is potentially TOO SUGARY which is really enticing as a prospect.
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🤠 get to know me tag .
I was tagged by @matchmadeinmaxis ! thank you !!
RULES : Post a pic of your simself with your traits and answer the questions!
I’ve seen a bunch of people do this already but if you haven’t, I tag @cowconuts @seraphinabelle and @darlyssims and anybody who wants to do it.
my traits are loner, cat lover and self absorbed (my traits change all the time though :p)
more stuff below!!
1. what is your full name ? sora
2. what is your nickname ? sora, it’s two syllables my guy...
3. birthday ? 2nd of august
4. favourite book series ? I don’t read a lot of book series but I do remember enjoying junie b jones when i was younger
5. do you believe in aliens or ghosts ? I think I believe in ghosts and spirits however idk much about aliens but i do enjoy alien movies
6. favourite author ? donna tartt
7. favourite radio station ? theres a local radio station that plays old malay songs and they have karaoke sessions where people can call in the station and sing. it’s all elderly folks singing off-key, it’s amazing.
8. what is your favourite flavour of anything ? i love anything matcha flavoured
9. what word would you use often to describe something great or wonderful ? coolcoolcoolccoolcccollcoool
10. current favourite song? j’ouvert by brockhampton
11. what is your favourite word ? goop
12.last song you listened to ? weight by brockhampton
13. what tv show would you recommend for everybody to watch ? NATHAN FOR YOU I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH
14. favourite movie to watch when you’re feeling down ? fantastic mr fox
15.do you play video games ? yes
16. biggest fear ? losing my glasses in after being kidnapped
17. what is your best quality, in your opinion ? i like entertaining people ??
18. what is your worst quality, in your opinion ? selfish
19. cats or dogs ? cats, im a masochist
20. favourite season ? summer
21. are you in a relationship ? nope
22. what is something you miss from your childhood ? my grandfather
23.who is your best friend ? [redacted] and [redacted]
24.what is your eye colour ? black
25. what is your hair colour ? black
26. who is someone you love ? my cats
27. who is someone you trust ? my friends
28.who is someone you think about often ? i think about nathan fielder everyday :)
29. are you currently excited about/for something ? i guess the holidays??
30. what is your biggest obsession ? sims and nathan fielder
31. what was your favourite tv show as a child ? doraemon
32. who of the opposite gender can you tell anything to, if anyone ? my therapist
33. are you superstitious ? nope
34. do you have any unusual phobias ? not very unusual but i hate cockroaches and snakes. weirdly not opposed to spiders though.. i’m also a big ol’ germaphobe
35. do you prefer to be in front of the camera or behind it ? i wouldn’t mind either tbh
36. favourite hobby ? i love messing around in photoshop and scrabble
37. what was the last book you read ? a comic book called marbles
38. what was the last movie you watched ? i don’t feel at home in this world anymore
39. what musical instruments do you play, if any ? none, i’d love to learn the harmonica though.
40. what is your favorite animal ? cats and goats
41. what are your top 5 favorite tumblr blogs that you follow ? @matchmadeinmaxis , @cowconuts , @darlyssims , @seraphinabelle @pea-milk , @fourfinefreshfishforyou , @vampireloreskill i could go on...
42. what superpower do you wish you had? telekinesis
43. when and where do you feel most at peace? with my cats
44. what makes you smile? my cats
45. what sports do you play, if any? none
46. what is your favorite drink? green tea
47. when was the last time you wrote a hand-written letter or note to somebody? probably in school
48. are you afraid of heights? not really
49. what is your biggest pet peeve? people who only play 3-4 letter words on scrabble
50. have you ever been to a concert? ye
51. are you vegan/vegetarian? no
52. when you were little, what did you want to be when you grew up? hannah montana
53. what fictional world would you like to live in? strangetown
54. what is something you worry about? my sanity
55. are you scared of the dark? depends
56. do you like to sing? yep
57. have you ever skipped school? yep
58. what is your favorite place on the planet? brighton beach
59. where would you like to live? japan
60. do you have any pets? i have 4 cats
61. are you more of an early bird or a night owl? night owl
62. do you like sunrises or sunsets better? sunsets?? but sunrises are nice too
63. do you know how to drive? no
64. do you prefer earbuds or headphones? headphones
65. have you ever had braces? nop
66. what is your favourite genre of music? according to spotify, my most listened to genre is art pop. but i listen to many different types of music
67. who is your hero? nathan fielder
68. do you read comic books? yes
69. what makes you the most angry? 3 letter scrabble words
70. do you prefer to read on an electronic device or with a real book? i like a real book
71. what is your favourite subject in school? biology
72. do you have any siblings? one brother and sister
73. what was the last thing you bought? food
74. how tall are you? 5′5 i think??
75. can you cook? uhh i try
76. what are three things that you love? my cats
77. what are three things that you hate? my cats
78. do you have more female friends or more male friends? i have more female friends
79. what is your sexual orientation? bi bi bye
80. where do you currently live? [redacted]
81. who was the last person you texted? my friends
82. when was the last time you cried? two nights ago while watching okja
83. who is your favorite youtuber? cody ko, noel miller, call me kevin reviewbrah there’s lots more
84. do you like to take selfies? i don’t take them very often, i don’t hate it either
85. what is your favorite app? the notes app
86. what is your relationship with your parent(s) like? it’s alright
87. what is your favorite foreign accent? any asian accent, ALL the asian accents.
88. what is a place that you’ve never been to, but you want to visit? iceland and japan
89. what is your favorite number? 7
90. can you juggle? hell no
91. are you religious? HELL no
92. do you find outer space of the deep ocean to be more interesting? outer space. i’m a trash swimmer
93. do you consider yourself to be a daredevil? i don’t think so
94. are you allergic to anything? shellfish
95. can you curl your tongue? yes
96. can you wiggle your ears? no
97. how often do you admit that you were wrong about something? i don’t know???
98. do you prefer the forest or the beach? beaches baby
99. what is your favorite piece of advice that anyone has ever given you? idk
100. are you a good liar? yes maybe? it depends
101. what is your hogwarts house? i don’t really care for harry potter sorry!!
102. do you talk to yourself? yes and to my cats
103. are you an introvert or an extrovert? ambivert
104. do you keep a journal/diary? yes but i rarely update it
105. do you believe in second chances? yes
106. if you found a wallet full of money on the ground, what would you do? i’ll probably leave it there
107. do you believe that people are capable of change? yes and yes
108. are you ticklish? yes and i hate it
109. have you ever been on a plane? yes
110. do you have any piercings? only my ears, i do wish to get more
111. what fictional character do you wish was real? all the characters from bob’s burgers
112. do you have any tattoos? no i wish
113. what is the best decision that you’ve made in your life so far? starting a simblr?? sounds lame but i do enjoy it
114. do you believe in karma? yes
115. do you wear glasses or contacts? only glasses my eyesight is absolute garbage
116. do you want children? maybe someday
117. who is the smartest person you know? my friends
118. what is your most embarrassing memory? i once peed at my school without anybody knowing about it. it makes a really funny story though
119. have you ever pulled an all-nighter? too many times
120. what color are most of you clothes? white and beige, i dress like charles boyle from b99
121. do you like adventures? yes
122. have you ever been on tv? we shall not speak of it
123. how old are you? 16
124. what is your favorite quote? i don’t have one
125. do you prefer sweet or savory foods? i’m a big ol’ sweet tooth
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i was going to make yet another bigass post about What Kishi Did Wrong
but my brain is still in depression mode and honestly other people have done it better
so here’s a shortlist of what personally pisses me off/dissapoints me about what kishi did to the narutoverse:
inconsistency: kishi’s idea of a new plot arc is to add the first ~shiny~ thing that pops into his head and damn the consequences. does it contradict prior canon? WHO CARES, not kishi! will the next plot arc contradict canon introduced here? WHO CARES, not kishi! is there a cohesive timeline? NOPE! will each new plot arc fuck up the timeline even more? YEP! will there ever be any retcons to fix any of these problems? NEVER!
the problem of evil: kishi’s handling of bad guys and good guys is extremely depressing. the bad guys are all intelligent, knowledgeable, basically unkillable, and drowning in phystical/political/economic power. the good guys are all played off as flakey ignorant idiots who are unreliable, weak, slow, and never good enough. no major bad guys is ever actually defeated (except the singular one with tits and even that’s debatable (also the only badguy to make dumbass decisions)), they go down by their own hand or not at all. orochimaru? still kicking. danzo? blew himself up rather than be defeated by another. tobi/obito? death by guilt-driven-protective suicide (not a redemption arc, the begining of one maybe but not one in and of itself). madara? willingly absorbed a demon tree and became possessed by asshole bunny grandma rather than admit defeat. kaguya (and zetsu)? wasted her chakra on teleportation and got herself sealed again, this time on a planet without native lifeforms, but still leaving the possibility of someone coming along and freeing her...again. because she’s still not dead.
bigotry and abuse: kishi’s characters are sexist as fuck. his plot is sexist as fuck. and, no, its not commentary on sexism, its blatant advertisement for it. sexual harassment and assault are played for laughs. the fat characters exist purely for the use of fat jokes. the girl characters are only able to hit hard when its funny and there are no lasting negative effects for those they hit. men getting physically assaulted by women is funny... somehow... because men can ~never~ be abused by women and women are ~the weaker sex~. it takes two girl characters to defeat one boy character and even then its heavily implied he lost because he didn’t want to win anymore. no girl character defeats a boy character otherwise. girl characters who were getting some kind of character development suddenly revert to fainting princesses when a dude is fighting, making them less than useless. girl character said to be the “best” at a thing? oh look here’s a dude who’s better at it not 10 seconds later. entire villages fuck up children just because they can and no one is ever actually called on that in any way with consequences.
just plain bad storytelling: he pulled out unkillable zombies during the chuunin exams. thats like the second fucking arc. there’s jumping the shark and then there’s this. thats like those fish that jump out of the water into boats because they’re afraid of the sound the motor makes and just wind up getting killed sooner. its stupid and self-defeating. just...you don’t pull out the unkillable zombie hoard or the unkillable god boss until you intent to END the story (or the story is a zombie apocalypse in the first place).
there’s prolly more im forgetting but this is long enough as it is
#shitty ninja feels#honestly i think the only bad guys he got right were during the wave arc#gato was a very well written villain#evil is cowardly short sighted and selfish#evil is also incredibly stupid#evil only prevails when good people do nothing#and ALL of that was in the wave arc#hell you even had morally grey characters in haku and to some extent zabuza as well#AND THEN ALL THAT NUANCE WENT OUT THE FUCKING WINDOW FOR THE CUUNIN EXAMS#fuck the canon#fuck you kishi
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im bored so
1. favorite season? winter
2. prettiest thing u own? this one glittery perfume bottle lmao
3. do u prefer to be outside or inside? INSIDE
4. furthest ever traveled? i’ve never left my home state so, out of the county?
5. what’s your aesthetic in 3 words? tea,lmao, and ooch
6 favorite gemstone? ruby
7 best thing about yourself, in your opinion nothing im the worst
8 best thing about yourself, in other’s opinion my friends say im caring lmao
9 what’s your weirdest fear? not being told hello/hi/hey/whatever
10 weirdest dream you’ve ever had? i dont remember my dreams tf
11 go-to hiding place my bed
12 favorite place in your house my room
13 earliest memory ooch idk
14 do you believe in ghosts? yep
15 favorite sea creature? sharks
16 cold showers or hot baths? cold showers
17 satin or lace? lace
18 gold or silver? silver
19 hoops or pearl earrings? hoops
20 aesthetic song anything by taylor swift
21 top 5 songs 96000- in the heights, sick of losing soulmates - dodie, american - lana del rey, touch- little mix, girl at home - taylor swift
22 favorite time of the day? early mornings if i can get up so like 4-7am
23 favorite part of your body? eyes
24 do you drink alcohol? no im underage
25 dream job from when u were a kid singer lmao
26 messy or clean? clean
27 tea or coffee? tea
28 favorite book harry potter
29 zodiac sign? CANCERRRR
30 extrovert or introvert? i can be both but, for the most part introvert
31 celebrity crush? Alex Lawther & Gabriela Francesca
32 early bird or night owl? night owl
33 do you believe in love at first sight? sure
34 favorite book quote idk lmao
35 three wishes you have to be rich, world peace, and straight As
36 do you believe in magic? sure
37 do you believe in soulmates? yes
38 zoo or aquarium? aquarium
39 cats or dogs? dogs
40 how many languages do you speak? 1
41 how has your life changed from last year? I met my best friends of all time this year which has made my life like 489327429834 times better
42 why do you have your name/url? my best friend Ashley calls me rye rye so she was like ryE BREAD & it’s my brand now
43 do you keep secrets? how well? yep, forever it’s one of my best qualities tbh
44 favorite animal crab
45 what is love to you? idk im like 2
46 future children name? not having kids
47 favorite color violet, sea green, & silver
48 favorite movie heathers
49 cuddles or kisses? neither
50 if you could have any person in the world over for dinner, who would be? @ohsnapitzquinn
51 someone to bring back from the dead micheal jackson
52 lipstick or lipgloss? lipstick
53 are you street smart or book smart? book i guess
54 your biggest strength nothing
55 favorite sport ew
56 favorite drink? water
57 favorite winter activity not going outside
58 last time you went abroad never
59 favorite dessert popcorn
60 favorite artist taylor swift
61 favorite singer/band taylor swift
62 favorite dancing song delicate - taylor swift
63 favorite crying song anything by sam smith lmao
64 do you wear glasses? yup
65 first thing you do when you wake up go on my phone lmao
66 how long do u usually sleep for? until i wake up
67 one thing you lost and you want back my tV REMOTE
68 biggest fear dying
69 favorite carnival ride ew
70 do u have birthmarks or scars? yes
71 favorite childhood memory ew
72 what do u think about during a storm? my friends
73 one word to describe your life? ew
74 craziest thing ever done nothing im lame
75 do u have piercings or tattoos? nope
76 favorite flower rose
77 do u have any pets? yes
78 describe your style basic
79 choose one thing to change about yourself be less self absorbed
80 do u play any musical instruments? no
81 if your life was a movie would it be a comedy, a rom-com, action film or drama? drama
82 do u prefer dark, dramatic makeup or natural makeup? natural
83 favorite perfume idc
84 biggest fandom taylor swift
85 favorite YouTuber(s) emma chamberlain
86 OTP taylor swift and joe alwyn
87 country, state where you were born ohio, usa
88 your parent’s name megan and richie
89 favorite snack popcorn
90 pasta or pizza pizza
91 pen or pencil pen
92 blue or black ink is this over yet
93 paper books or electronic books? electronic
94 history or geography? history
95 pastel or neon pastel
97 soap or body wash body wash
98 conditioner, no conditioner, or 2 in 1 shampoo & conditioner oh my god are we done yet
99 singing in the shower or not yES
100 listen to music while bathing or silence music ofc
101 blow dry, towel dry, or air dry your hair air dry
102 morning or night showers? night
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1-100 for that ask thing. Cuz fuck you
JESUS CHRIST WILLim putting this under a read more fuck you too
Spotify, SoundCloud, or Pandora?
soundcloud!!
is your room messy or clean?
always messy, last time it was clean was when we first moved in lmao
what color are your eyes?
very dark brown
do you like your name? why?
i do!! cause it means “helper”!! and i love to help vv
what is your relationship status?
single as fuck, ive never been in a relationship ;;
describe your personality in 3 words or less
shy, creative, and passive
what color hair do you have?
natural redhead babeyyyy
what kind of car do you drive? color?
i dont drive ;;
where do you shop?
usually i get my clothes from a place called torrid, they sell plus sized stuff!! but i get all my t-shirts from redbubble and thinkgeek!
how would you describe your style?
all over the place lmao, messy
favorite social media account
tumblr is m fav just cause the site works the way i think it should, in chronological order
what size bed do you have?
double
any siblings?
yep!! 2 step brothers, 1 half brother and 1 half sister
if you can live anywhere in the world where would it be? why?
a small cabin on a riverside with self-sustainability. i just dont wanna have to worry about stuff and be left to myself in a cute little cabin!!
favorite snapchat filter?
THE TIGER FACEMASK ONE
favorite makeup brand(s)
dont wear makeup :p
how many times a week do you shower?
i uhhhhh try to shower once every day but i have a hard time remembering a lot ;;
favorite tv show?
atm i dont have one, i dont really watch tv! im excited for the return of steven universe tho
shoe size?
8 womens
how tall are you?
5′3″ last time i checked!!
sandals or sneakers?
SNEAKERS, i hate sandals :(
do you go to the gym?
used to every day, stopped cause we moved away from my gym and i have no way to get there :(
describe your dream date
oh gosh, i dont really know, something chill where i could get to know the person a bit, maybe lunch at a cute airy restaurant vv
how much money do you have in your wallet at the moment?
i have misc change and a 15 dollar red lobster gift card lol
what color socks are you wearing?
im not wearing any!!
how many pillows do you sleep with?
3, and many stuffed animals :3
do you have a job? what do you do?
i do commissions, but i dont have a 9-5 “job” yet
how many friends do you have?
oh gosh, uuummmm 2 really good ones, maybe 7 others?? im probably forgetting ;;
whats the worst thing you have ever done?
when i was 5 i stole a harmonica from a cracker barrel and swore on the bible that the woman at the counter let me have it ;;;;; it haunts me everyday for real
whats your favorite candle scent?
i dont have a specific, but i love sweet scented candles, and holiday ones :p
3 favorite boy names
Ben, Oliver, and Andrew
3 favorite girl names
Lily, Genevieve, and Lorelei
favorite actor?
Robin Williams %100 forever
favorite actress?
amy adams
who is your celebrity crush?
Chris Pratt i guess??? i dont pay too much attention to that stuff :p
favorite movie?
ever, is wreck it ralph, atm is beauty and the beast (not the remake)
do you read a lot? whats your favorite book?
i dont read too much anymore, but my favorite book(s) is the Doll People by Ann M. Martin.
money or brains?
brains if by brains you include personality
do you have a nickname? what is it?
a lot of people on here call me Rock, but i dont have a real life nickname!!
how many times have you been to the hospital?
one, when i was born lmao
top 10 favorite songs
GOD fuck umm, Overwhelming by Jon Bellion, Fiddle and the Drum by Perfect Circle, 24 Karat Magic by Bruno Mars, Ticker Tape by Gorillaz, Separate Ways by Journey, I Believe in a Thing Called Love by The Darkness, Beautiful Girls by Sean Kingston (i know, i know), Kill Your Heroes by AWOLNATION, Clocks by Coldplay, and Hide and Seek by Imogen Heap.
do you take any medications daily?
nope!!
what is your skin type? (oily, dry, etc)
soft vv cause i drink so much fuckin water lmao
what is your biggest fear?
uhhh my loved ones dying and not knowing if i’d be okay if they did??
how many kids do you want?
NONE
whats your go to hair style?
natural i guess, i dont really do up my hair :0
what type of house do you live in? (big, small, etc)
ideally, id love one of those micro-houses and to travel the country with my house, but if that doesnt work out id like a shotgun style!
who is your role model?
Robin Williams, again :p
what was the last compliment you received?
“i love the way you color” was the last one!!
what was the last text you sent?
“my feet are gonna fall the fuck off” sent to my mom sjhdfjhdjfs
how old were you when you found out santa wasn’t real?
i didnt grow up believing in santa, my mom always just wrote her name on my presents!
what is your dream car?
a tucker, even tho thats very VERY unlikely lmao
opinion on smoking?
dont do it
do you go to college?
no, but i want to!!
what is your dream job?
character/concept designer for a film or game studio
would you rather live in rural areas or the suburbs?
rural!!
do you take shampoo and conditioner bottles from hotels?
no >:(
do you have freckles?
lots on my arms, none on my face anymore :p
do you smile for pictures?
yep!! i have a bad sameface problem lmao
how many pictures do you have on your phone?
100+, my phone doesnt tell me an exact number
have you ever peed in the woods?
yep, once when i was younger i got locked out of my house on the way home from school so i had to pee in the woods behind our house and wait for my mom to get home
do you still watch cartoons?
yeah, its the only thing i really watch lol
do you prefer chicken nuggets from Wendy’s or McDonalds?
Wendys, but Mcdonalds has better fries
Favorite dipping sauce?
sweet BBQ
what do you wear to bed?
sweatpants and a t-shirt!
have you ever won a spelling bee?
no, but i one a book fair contest once!
what are your hobbies?
drawing, singing, music in general, video games, and seeing how long i can stay up without passing out lmao
can you draw?
i like to think so
do you play an instrument?
flute, but i think ive forgotten how by now
what was the last concert you saw?
i havent seen any, but im going to see one next week!!
tea or coffee?
neither, unless we’re talking sweet tea lmao
Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts?
AMERICA RUNS ON DUNKIN YOU FOOL
do you want to get married?
yes, id like to!! but if the person i end up with doesnt want to im cool with that!
what is your crush’s first and last initial?
im not answering this fkdjgghjdhf
are you going to change your last name when you get married?
depends on the other persons last name and if they wanna change theirs!!
what color looks best on you?
green!
do you miss anyone right now?
yeah, a friend of mine and my dad :(
do you sleep with your door open or closed?
closed and locked lol
do you believe in ghosts?
somewhat
what is your biggest pet peeve?
when people are rude or self-absorbed ://
last person you called`
my mom
favorite ice cream flavor?
cookie dough!!
regular oreos or golden oreos?
regular (put them in the fridge first, they’re better cold!!)
chocolate or rainbow sprinkles?
i hate sprinkles :p tastes like paste
what shirt are you wearing?
a fallout t-shirt!
what is your phone background?
cinderella’s castle, a pick that i took last time i went to magic kingdom!!
are you outgoing or shy?
shy :3c
do you like it when people play with your hair?
yeah!! but only if i know them fkhgdfg
do you like your neighbors?
some of them, our neighbor to our right is really nice but past that we have two trump supporters and on the left we have a couple thats really really mean lmao
do you wash your face? at night? in the morning?
in the morning!!
have you ever been high?
nope
have you ever been drunk?
nope
last thing you ate?
a subway sandwich!!
favorite lyrics right now
???
summer or winter?
WINTER PLS
day or night?
Day, specifially mornings :o
dark, milk, or white chocolate?
milk!!
favorite month?
december :)
what is your zodiac sign
cancer!!!
who was the last person you cried in front of?
uhhhh my therapist lmao
FUCK YOU WILL THIS TOOK ME AN HOUR
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Tires of emotions during boards.
It was 3 in the morning. I woke up with 2hrs sleep, feeling sleepy & anxious. It felt like i'm ready and at the same time i was not. I'm trying to not feel the pressure and leave all the worries behind. I was the last reviewee who went to sleep yet the first one who woke up. Smelled my new white polo which is required to each examinees and wore it. I prayed and tried to go back to sleep but i can't, thoughts popping out. I grabbed my cl hand outs and reviewed it in our lobby, I know to myself that i ain’t absorbing anything. I’m worried and im like 3hrs away from the exact time to take the first subject.
I read the letter that Tyn wrote to me for that day. My heart is full while reading it. I'm teary eyed. I again, prayed to the Lord. I know that i can't make any things without His guidance so i ask for it as much as i can as this is the battle that i’ve prepared for months and i don’t wanna mess things up plus fail my parents and my Ates who financially supports me.
First day went smooth. Questions are hard but what really had me that day is the Lord's presence. I'm filled with happiness as i felt it. I went directly to church as it's midweek. Went straight to the dorm to sleep but my paranoid self can't help to get my handouts to study. Damn, i hate myself for that. Kuya migs tried to stop me and said it's unhealthy for me to study this late (12am). Given the fact that i only had 2hrs sleep, i know to myself that everything i'll read wont get inside my head. So i listened.
November 20, 2019 (first day!)
It was 4 in the morning. I woke up with four hours sleep and think it's enough to bang a big day. I grab my pc notes, calculator, and a tariff laws reviewers but to be honest i don't know what to review.
I resolve in getting the methods of valuation which i think i forgot so i browse it but before that i tried to solve one pc problem. I'm trying to calm myself as it is the last day of the boards and im too scared. From jeep to while waiting for our que to enter the exam room, i'm reading the mov and yep i finished it hehez(sobrang pasaway). Here the tl comes and shitttttt it was fuckinggg hard!!!! Never thought it would be that hard because i am acing it every diagnostics and mb but shittttttt. When someone told you that you have to take subjects equally YOU.MUST.FUCKIN.LISTEN.TO.THEM. Look what happened to me. Kainis!! I cried on that subject. I just lift it all to Him.o be calm and to not feel the pressure.
November 21, 2019 (second day!)
That's the photo of us after tariff fucking law. We were shookt because they said that we have to memorize the rates of PPAs so damn we crammed. Huhuhu
After the computation. As i was leaving the room area I was shookt that almost everyone is crying. Well, i'm about to cry too but idk why it didn't fell down. Before going to the dorm, all of my classmate who were also assigned in my school were went to the church. Unfortunately, i got no church to ran to because it's still thursday so i have to wait for tomorrow's service. So i decided to eat in Jollibee first, I ordered a lot. I was drained, hopeless, heavy burdened. After i eat, tears started to flow. It was hard. I felt like I’m not gonna make it. I can't believe that it would be this hard. So I called my best friend, Tyn and she saved me that night. Separate blog for that. So yeah. After that i went to the dorm. Most of them are crying, they also felt my baggage. So I just give it to the Lord.
The next day( November 22, 2019). Tyn and I went to Rizal Park and National Library.
I went there to unwind. And we went directly to Pasay Church. What a nice coincidence wherein there's a concert of AUP Alumni Choir i think. It was sooo good
And they sung "Great is Thy Faithfulness" which is my theme song.
November 23, 2019 I went to church
November 24, 2019 Ma’am Rox treated us in a Grand Feast. It was such a good experience. The lights, the message of the songs, the companies.
All was great. We all are aiming to pass and bagging the 100% passing rate. And yep, that night we just give everything to Him.
After our dinner, one of my classmates confirmed that tomorrow will be the release of CBLE passers. We all are shookt. Damn, tomorrow is the day!!
November 25, 2019 Judgement day! I woke up at 9am and check if there's a call from Tyn. I ask her to see the result for me. I want her to be the one to tell me what's the result. I resolve to go in a coffee shop to wait for the call. I bring the book " Desire of Ages" with me and read 3 chapters.
It's around 6pm and no results yet. I was too anxious and at the same time excited. Here comes 7pm and still no results. I decided to go to bonchon to eat and planned to go home because they might release it by midnight.
While eating, my head is going nowhere. I'm too exhausted and anxious. Andd what i ordered is damnnn not worth the price. Urggg. But still, i need to eat it because it was fucking expensive.
7:40pm I received a call from my ate. She's crying and said "Congratulations, Kapatid!" I cried. No, i cried sooo hard. (DAMNNN IM CRYING WHILE TYPING THIS ONE). After the call i close my eyes and pray. I thank Him for being so faithful. I'm still crying while praying so it's really real.
I rush to the coffee shop where I went and use their wifi to check if it's really real. AND IT WAS REALLY REALLLLL. MARAMING SALAMAT PO PANGINOON!!!
I went home with a little celebration.
To my Parents, Ates, Professors, HS Teachers. Friends, Bestfriends. Thank you for the wisdom that i got from each one of you. And of course, to You, Lord. Thank You for being with me through my darkest sorrows. You have seen me fight my silent battles and struggles. Thank You for the blessings oh Lord. May all the Glories be unto You! 💚
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Um.. I haven’t been on here in a month so I hadn’t realised lol. But here we go, finally completed ^^
I really can’t be bothered to tag 49 people, but here’s who I want to burden with this anyway:
@flux-yeah-dragons @skin-pizza
Rules: Answer all the questions, then add one of your own, and tag as many people as there are questions
1) Coke or Pepsi? Coke
2) Disney or Dreamworks? Dreamsworks I guess, not really fussed
3) Coffee or Tea? ...Coffee >:)
4) Books or movies? Films
5) Windows or mac? Windows
6) D.C. or Marvel? -_-
7) Xbox or PlayStation? Xbox of course, but PlayStation nostalgia still clings to me so
8) Dragon age or mass effect? Is this what the kids are playing these days?
9) Night owl or early riser? Both. What is sleep
10) Cards or chess? Oooo, I do love a bit of midnight gambling. Cards.
11) Chocolate or vanilla? HAH
12) Vans or converse? Converse
13) Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar? Is this the new IKEA furniture collection?
14) Fluff or angst? I would say fluff ... and I am saying fluff
15) Beach or forest? Forest
16) Dogs or cats? To avoid the wrath of my dog, I will go with dog
17) Clear skies or rain? Rain on a tent. Fave.
18) Cooking or eating out? Cooking
19) Spicy or mild food? Mild
20) Halloween/Samhain or solstice/yule/Christmas? Christmas I guess
21) Would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot? A little too cold. I don’t do well with heat.
22) If you could have a superpower what would it be? Invisibility.Then I could with people’s shit without them knowing ;)
23) Animation or live action? *cringe* Animation all the way
24) Paragon or renegade? Yep
25) Bath or shower? Shower
26) Team Cap or team Ironman? -_-
27) Fantasy or sci-fi? Fantasy within reason, otherwise sci-fi
28) Do you have 3 or 4 favourite quotes if so what are they?
We all wear masks, and the time comes when we cannot remove them without removing some of our own skin. -Andre Berthiaume
What artist absorbs every other artist and illustrates the obvious in a way that we haven't thought yet? What artist can do no wrong or does wrong so well that it's convincingly right? -Black, NowHere
You spend your time sitting in circles with your friends
Pontificating to each other
Forever competing for that one moment of self-aggrandizing glory
In which you hog the intellectual spotlight
Holding dominion over the entire shallow pointless conversation
On, we’re not worthy -Admit it, Say Anything
29) YouTube or Netflix? YouTube
30) Harry Potter or Percy Jackson? If I had to, Harry Potter
31) When do you feel accomplished? When I see that look of surprise on someone’s face and im like ‘yeah. that’s right’ accomplished
32) Star Wars or Star Trek? Staaarrr waarrrss
33) Paperback books or hardcover books? Paperback
34) Fantastic beasts or Cursed child? I’d say Fb, but I’m biased
35) Rock or pop music? Rock everytim
36) What is the most important thing in your life? That one fanfiction where Light is found out as being Kira because Matsuda figured out his computer password was KiraRules
37) Mountains or sea/ocean? Mountains. Been up Scafell Pike m8
38) How do you express yourself? Did you know... that I am an artist.
39) What’s the first book/film that really counted to you? Counted? I think death note was the first thing that really made me think. But the first one, was probs LOTR. I live for that.
40) What’s your element (air, water, etc.)? WELL I was going to say Manganese, but if you’re so insistent then Earth. Is that an element?
41) If you could travel anywhere, where would you go? Japan. Fight me
42) If you had any job in the world, what would it be? I’d love to be on the animation team for anime's and the like
43) If you were granted three wishes, what would they be?
1) End world hunger
2) Wish no one ever has to go through the pain of reading my old fanfiction
3) Discover this foreign concept for me.. an art style
44) If you had to eat one food for the rest of your life, what would it be? Why is this even a question? Just hit me with soup.
45) What’s currently the most pressing issue on your mind, and what’s stopping you from fixing it? When will I wake up? God knows. What’s even real anymore.. fuck here we go
46) What is your dream companion animal? wtf like in my dreams or??
47) Raptors or songbirds? Songbirds
48) If you could only see the world in different shades of one colour, what colour would it be? Red >:)
no seriosly its a nice colour
My question:
49) First word you think of?
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knights and @wolfpupy tweets
kazim: it was me who caused the trouble
junayd: your definition of a good idea may be different from my definition of a good idea, mine being that a good idea is any idea i think of
falco: life has never gone well for me but thats all about to change now that i have an idea for a new type of hair style
adalric: you can take our lives but you can never take my spicy sassy attitude
rolf: looks like things are always happening once again
mahir: things are going really well for me now that ive changed the meaning of really well to the opposite of what it means in my head
suhaim: stop being so defensive i am only trying to hit you with weapons
jadwa: until i can have a bow in my hair that can be turned into a mini crossbow no one gets to be happy
bastian: in some ways life is like a flower, but in some more other ways it isn't
hafiz: regardless of how anyone feels about it, things continue to happen
aydan: if you "hate to say it" then i hate to listen to it., and thats a fact jact
koray: before anyone says anything i just want to leave so i am not around to hear it
kuzey: i will choose moonlight over sunlight any night of the week
alev: no need to thank me, just giving me all of your riches and treasures is enough
elvan: the plan worked like a charm, yep worked just like a small ornament worn on a necklace or bracelet
altan: i would win an olympics if i wanted a gold coin necklace but i have better things to do and better candy necklaces to wear
levent: who would have thought that 10, 20, even 30 seconds later that the thing you said would still not matter to me, yes time is a cruel mistress
tommaso: i don't care one way or the other way, no matter what way i don't care
donatella: life is about the journey not the destination, forget about the impact and just enjoy hurtling on fire in a downward trajectory
giovanni: time heals all wounds, makes us stronger, and grows us gundam robot limbs over our old ones
alcide: if anyone tries to tell you your dreams are unachievable just remember i have crashed my dirt bike into all 7 wonders of the world
fulvila: bought a bubblegum scented sword so the last thing my enemies realise is how fun and cute i am
victoria: "just when i thought things couldn't get worse" that was your first mistake, things always get worse regardless of thinking
kayode: animals will never go extinct as long as we keep them in our hearts, and also don’t kill all of them
ewan: some say killing people is the answer to the problems, me personally i think killing people is bad because im not a horrible monster
marie: i guess there are some world problems that cant be solved with the power of fashion
konrad: theres more to me than just being a self absorbed, shallow piece of garbage. i have unique traits like that i like cats and laying around
mabel: if we do this we do it my way [cut to a bunch of explosions. corpses & debris fly through the air] okay maybe i should be more open to ideas
minerva: i think that when enough time passes people will look back on my crashing of my dirt bike into the duck pond and consider it a good thing
sabine: stop living in a dream world and start living in the regular nightmare world all of the rest of us live in
ariel: have to stop saying “how am i going to kill my way out of this one” everytime there is trouble going on, or at least not out loud
louise: everyone who died and was killed on my quest to get really good hair and fashion deserved it and i don’t care
lisette: a cat just meowed at me i guess i must be pretty cool oops i wasnt suppose to write that here it was for a private convo i was having
flint: yeah i looked both ways before crossing the street, i looked both “handsome” and “radiant”, too bad i got hit by that car
scott: “we need to stop the bleeding he’s going into shock” maybe i wanted to do that, try minding your own business for once
rashmi: if you think you can be rude to me with sass think again. i am the only one who is allowed to do that
charlie: the world continues to spiral out of control and i am just sitting here like a bad bitch
#an insightful quality post#watch me scroll through wolfpupy twitter and just snicker to myself#just knights! not others#(or jadwa is there but jadwa is special)#also not even all the knights bc there are Too Many#antiassassins#acre adventures#trouble in turkey#italian trashbags#caribbean flame#all american#4 year update:#london bitches#fresh from france
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