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What are your thoughts on the “Party Time Jack!” AU? Got any headcanons or delightfully dark ideas for it?

Ah yes, the classic Party Time Jack AU, as heard and seen in this post on the official Sunny Day Jack tumblr. There’s also this fun picture Sauce drew on their now gone public twitter. Credit, as always, for their amazing art goes to them.

Remember to always credit artists when they are generous enough to give permission to share their art like this, folks. Just as importantly, don’t share stuff they don’t give permission to share, like the private posts on the Snaccpop Patreon. Sauce and the team are very kind and deserve our support. For just $3 you too can have a programmed version of Jack in the form of Sleepy Time Jack’s newest demo.

Now back to Party Time Jack.

This AU is just a fun little parody of FNAF and has no set continuity right out of the gate. As we can hear from the audio drama, there are two ways the story about animatronic Jack and his sunshine could start, both very appealing in their own right.

Oh, I just realized that the non-English and hard of hearing members of the fandom wouldn’t be able to enjoy the audio drama and might lose out on some of the fun. Well, since I’ve already done a couple transcripts, such as for the interview with the psyche consultant, his monologue to the person with the knife in front of the mirror, and the villainous threatening monologue that you can hear after you beat the demo and over here on the official twitter... how about I give transcribing Party Time Jack a shot too?

Disclaimer: I have auditory-processing disorder, so this transcript might have an error or two despite my best efforts. Please let me know if you see any so that I can correct them. Thank you!

Also, as always, remember that this series is for Adults Only. This post is going to go some very dark and disturbing places, as well as contain lots of spice that is not for minors. Just because Jack is an animatronic in this AU doesn’t mean that he can’t show his sunshine just how much he loves them after all~

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Party Time Jack Transcript

(Slow footsteps.)

(Sudden mechanical grabbing sound.)

Jack: Well now… What do we have here? If you came for a show, I’m afraid you’re a bit late, friend. We’re closed for the night. You’ll have to come back tomorrow.

(Electronic noise of data being processed.)

Jack: (faintly flustered) Oh. Oh my, we’re closed now, aren’t we? I’m sorry, I guess time got away from both of us. (chuckle)

Jack: (concerned) Where are your friends? Do you have any family I should alert? If you have a PPID, I can bring up and contact any persons you have registered under your emergency contacts, and we can send you on your way.

(A brief pause.)

Jack: (taken aback) What’s a PPID? (normal cheerful tone) That’s your Party Play ID card of course. Every guest is issued one at the door. They manage your arcade credits and e-ticket balance, as well as your prepaid activity passes and party play guest account. If you have yours on you, I can look at your account right now and-

(Pause.)

Jack: (taken aback) Oh… I see… You weren’t issued one. (uncertain tone) Are you… the guardian of a child attending then? Perhaps you’re looking for-

(Pause.)

Jack: I see… You attended on behalf of a child, but are not a guardian. (uncomfortable tone) Right. Well… That certainly makes things a bit more complicated.

Jack: Unfortunately, I’m not permitted to access personally identifying information for non-guardians and non-familiar guests. I’m afraid you’ll have to come with me then. I’ll escort you to security, and we can figure out what to do with you until then.

(Whirring noise followed by a click and rustling fabric.)

Jack: (regretful tone) Please do not resist. I hate to be mean… but you are here unlawfully. Trespassing on private property after hours is not only a felony, but strictly against our guest and attendance code of conduct. If you do not comply, I will have no choice but to engage level two security protocol: potentially hostile non-compliant guest procedures. You really wouldn’t want me to have to do that, would you?

(Pause.)

Jack: (relieved) Great. Thank you so much for understanding. I promise, we’ll get you home safe and sound.

(Electronic error noises with mechanical stuttering, whirring, and popping.)

Jack: But… (creepy glitchy, breathy voice) Then again… you haven’t had a chance… to play with us… have you?

Jack: (normal cheerful voice) I thought not. It’d be a real shame to send you home just like that.

Jack: (excited) There’s so much to do and see. How about we make a little deal, just us two? I’ll have lots of fun with you… if you promise to behave, and keep it our little secret. Wouldn’t that be so fun… to have a secret just between you and me?

(Pause.)

Jack: We have cake, balloons, games… everything you could ever even need! And as long as you promise not to tell anybody else… I can show you everything. It can be all special, just for you! I never get to spend special one-on-one time with anyone… so you’d be the only one ever! That would make me so happy! Wouldn’t you be happy too?

Jack: And you know… only best friends have secrets like that, so that would make us best friends already! If you think about it… we’re already so close. And who knows? Maybe we’ll get even closer. Wouldn’t it be great to become special best friends too?

Jack: (chuckle) We only have so long until we’re open again. Best not to think too much about it now. When we open again (creepy glitched voice) they’ll take you away from me (normal cheerful tone) so let’s get a move on.

Jack: (glitched voice) I’ll keep you somewhere very safe. They won’t find you there.

…

(Plastic scraping sounds. A click then an electronic beep. Dull, echoing metallic thumps getting louder. Plastic scraping and sliding, clicking. More metallic thumps fading away. A brief silence then sudden whirring electronic sounds and a click, followed by the clattering of something small, metal, and hollow falling.)

Jack: (curious/cautious) Hello? (surprised/alarmed) You! You there! What are you doing? (slightly concerned) You know, it’s awfully late to be snooping around. It’s so dark and there’s nobody here. You might get really hurt if you aren’t careful.

(Plastic scraping, clicking.)

Jack: (chuckle) (cheerful tone) Don’t worry! You’re perfectly safe here with me. I would never let anything happen to you. My job is to make sure all our guests are taken care of, even after hours. My name is Sunny Day Jack. What’s yours?

(Pause.)

Jack: It’s very nice to meet you- (electronic glitch) (distorted, stilted robotic tone) identifier tags unknown - memory disk space low. (normal voice) Meeting new friends is always great and- (glitching mid-word, distorted voice) -it’s been so long since I’ve seen anybody around.

Jack: (normal voice, panicked tone) N-n-not that I’m complaining or anything! (nervous) I’m fine here. It’s just… just some routine maintenance. (attempted cheerful tone) As soon as our amazing tech crew figures out what’s wrong with me, I’ll be back out there where everyone else is.

Jack: Sure… it’s been a few months, yeah… b-but that just means it’s only a matter of time now! Until then, all I have to do is be patient.

Jack: (curious) So… What are you doing down here anyways? Are you lost? (encouraging) That’s alright if you are. Everyone gets lost from time to time, and I just so happen to know that this room locks from the inside. You’ll be fine here as long as you don’t leave.

Jack: (concerned) Still… it’s not very good for you to hang out while we’re closed. I’m afraid you won’t be able to leave on your own until opening at (distorted creepy robotic tone) 6:30am. (normal voice) Security protocols dictate that all entrances and exits be sealed for optimal compliance w-with (distorted voice) area code (normal voice) l-law.

Jack: If you’d like, I could alert the authorities of your presence… but you could get into big trouble for that, can’t you? And… I’d hate for that to happen, wouldn’t you?

Jack: Maybe… I could help you. You seem nice. I’d hate to stand by with a friend in need. (uncomfortable tone) Of course… I-I can’t leave here. (frustrated) I would know, I’ve tried. Only staff can unlock the doors, so… If you could get in, you probably have a key card… right?

(Pause.)

Jack: (relieved sigh) Oh great, thank goodness. I was beginning to think they’d forgotten all about me down here.

Jack: (nervous) No! I-I mean… no. They wouldn’t. That… that was a joke. (nervous chuckle) I-if you let me out, I can make sure nobody finds you. It’ll be our little secret, I promise. I’ll make sure you’re safe. And in return… what if you be my special friend? That sounds like a fair trade, right?

Jack: (hushed voice) Nobody has to know you came here, and you won’t have to worry any longer… I’ll take good care of you.

(Pause.)

Jack: (cheerful) Alrighty! I’m lovin’ the “can do” spirit!

Jack: (coaxing) Now… I’ll need you to do something very brave for me… and I know it’ll be hard, but you can trust me, I promise. Give me the keycard? I’m going to hold onto it for you. It’ll be right here if you want it again… but if someone catches us, I’d hate for them to find you with stolen property. Better me than you, right?

(Pause.)

Jack: (relieved sigh) There you go. Thank you so much for trusting me… You won’t regret it.

...

Two Halves of One Horror Story

A great audio drama isn’t it? As you can tell, Jack meets the listener (presumably his sunshine) for the first time in two wildly different circumstances. This makes sense for a non-canon what if fun AU. There’s no canon continuity to speak of and is just a fun parody of both Sunny Day Jack and Five Nights at Freddy’s.

Though it would be sinister if this animatronic Jack was the same one both times.

Picture this scenario... Unlike in the regular universe where Jack would never hurt his sunshine, that’s not the case for this animatronic. A glitch in his programming makes him want a special best friend, so he talks an intruder who stayed after hours into staying with him. He promises he’ll keep the intruder someplace very safe where no one will find them...

Perhaps the second half of the audio drama isn’t an alternate meeting, but the aftermath to the first half. The pizza place was haunted by reports of people disappearing after hours, creating scandals. The owners tried to cover things up, but when Jack’s glitches got worse, they had to take their star down to the basement to try and fix him. Problems with his memory were the biggest issue, making him forget about important things, such as what he was supposed to be doing. Unfortunately, he was never fixed before the pizza place went out of business due to lawsuits... and investigations.

Seems as though an accident caused a body to be unearthed in a previously hidden room of the pizza place. Cause of death? Dehydration. They were trapped in that room and no one could find them in time. The hidden door was eventually found, locked from the outside.

Funny enough there was no signs of violence. In fact, the room was decorated for a party, complete with long-deflated balloons and some of the prizes from the arcade. There were traces of food left behind such as cake and pizza, but not enough cans of soda and bottles of water for the poor person to remain hydrated. It seems whoever locked them up there was treating them well, but perhaps just forgot about them...

The other missing persons have yet to be found, but the scandal was enough to sink the pizza place. Of course, rumors spread that the other missing people are still in the building, hidden away and forgotten by whoever locked them up in there.

Urban explorers then break into the run down pizza place to take videos and post what they find online. Unfortunately, it seems the animatronics were not deactivated... and these clowns are not as friendly as they used to be. Dangerous glitches affected the rest of the SunnyTime Crew as well.

The explorer is forced to flee and hide in the basement to escape the animatronic chasing them. During their exploration, they found a keycard and managed to hide away someplace safe where they met an animatronic that is actually friendly and not out for blood. Sure the explorer could get help by calling the police on their cell phone, but they would get arrested for trespassing. Maybe it would be better to trust this animatronic that doesn’t want to cram an endoskeleton inside them. He seems friendly at least.

That’s how I’d see both halves of the audio drama slotting together at least if I was to connect their stories. Still, I think the intent was to offer two different scenarios about meeting an animatronic version of Jack, both of which are pretty appealing. There’s no canon for this very non-canon story after all, so we’re free to imagine whatever.

With that thought in mind, I think I’m going to make a third option when it comes to playing with Party Time Jack AU. You all know me by know, I lean heavily towards heartbreaking dark lore offset by fluffy and spicy vanilla goodness with my OTP. I just can’t get enough of Jack and Alice healing each other’s scars with sweet, sweet love~

So let’s start with the scarring. As most SDJ universes go, it all starts with Joseph and a tragedy... specifically a murder.

The Incident of 1984

The Party Time Pizza Plex is one of the most state of the art restaurants in the USA today - a miniature amusement park with mascots made of ground breaking technology. Today it’s a super popular place, though there are some rumors of unfortunate things happening in the 80′s when a simple family diner made the switch from live acts to animatronics.

The Party Time Pizza Plex used to be known as the SunnyTime Diner, a small place that struggled to get customers. When the owner found that one of the bus boys they hired off the street had a talent for singing and playing the guitar, they got the brilliant idea to have him perform live music acts to draw the customers in.

The act was a hit instantly. Soon, it grew from just one singer with a guitar to a full band in flashy costumes. A clown theme seemed perfect to entice children to come and eat pizza.

The ideas got bigger and bigger - games, prizes, playground equipment... They could afford the newest toys and gizmos to make the place bigger and better.

The SunnyTime Crew, as the band was called, were overworked, exhausted from so many hours working overtime, and couldn’t always seem bright and sun shiny to the customers. That’s around the time when the owner found out a new technology - animatronics. Why waste money on humans that got tired and demanded better wages when they could use robots that never stopped smiling and never complained?

Naturally, Joseph and the other members of the staff weren’t going to take this lying down. There was pushback. Things were already shitty there with too many hours overworked and too little pay. The SunnyTime Crew were what drew in the customers - the kids loved them!

Joseph couldn’t stand the idea of being replaced... to be forgotten as an imitation took the closest thing to love he had ever known. He kept butting heads with the owner, fighting to keep his place in the spotlight. He had been there for so long, practically saved the SunnyTime Diner all on his own. The owner couldn’t just throw him away like garbage!

Besides, the animatronics were creepy. The robots were less refined in the 80′s, more uncanny, especially since they were supposed to look human. They didn’t look alive.

Despite the owner’s lofty dreams, the animatronics got, at best, mixed reactions. Kids were scared of them, and the human cast members had to spend a lot of time calming the poor frightened children. These robots cost the owner a fortune, and it seemed to be a total failure, a waste of an insane amount of money. This gave the SunnyTime Crew leverage to demand better pay, better benefits... to be treated like humans.

The owner then found a way to salvage their investment and solve their issues with labor all in one sweep.

It happened after hours when the restaurant closed its doors for the night. Joseph had a private meeting with the owner. He never went home that night.

The next day, the Sunny Day Jack animatronic was so much better. It was much more realistic, not uncanny at all! Why... it was like magic. He acted so much like the real character... it was as if the kids were seeing Joseph on stage performing for them with a smile that could never falter.

The rest of the SunnyTime Crew’s animatronic cast were given similar upgrades. The human cast weren’t seen again. Rumors spread about family and friends asking questions, reporting them as missing, only to be silenced with threats, money, or both. Some twisted teens spread a ghost story that the human crew were stuffed into the animatronics, which was why they seemed so lifelike...

No one had any idea how close to the truth that ghost story was.

The restaurant's success skyrocketed, being known as a place with cutting edge technology, games, prizes, and family friendly fun. A franchise was born that became well known across the country, and the owner started a company called LambsWork LLC.

While the sister locations were successful, none of those other restaurants were as beloved as the original location and its sunny crew of animatronics. Despite copying the look and programming of the original SunnyTime Crew animatronics flawlessly with ever increasingly advanced technology, they were never quite as lifelike and lovable as the originals. Still, the restaurant chain just grew more and more successful as the place for kids to play and have fun. Technology advanced, but the original crew of animatronics were still beloved by kids young and old.

Of course, things weren’t all sunshine and rainbows for LambsWork LLC and its restaurants. Technicians working on the animatronics could swear they would hear creepy whispers when no one else was around and the robots were supposedly powered down. There were times when the robots were found in places where they shouldn’t be. Sometimes the animatronics seemed too lifelike for the employees’ taste...

Then there were the glitches. Sometimes the animatronics didn’t act the way they should. They especially acted up whenever the owner came by, which the owner did less and less often as time went on They seemed to somehow wind up getting into accidents when the animatronics were around...

A series of unfortunate events happened to threaten the business despite its success, eventually culminating in the original restaurant burning down... with the owner trapped inside. It was deemed an accident by the police, but rumor still spread that it was intentional. Some said it was insurance fraud due to the mysterious problems the business was having lately. Others said it was to cover up a murder.

As you might have guessed from all my hints, Joseph and the rest of the actors in the SunnyTime Crew were murdered in order to make the animatronics more lifelike using supernatural means. I figured involving a murder ritual like my theory about why Joseph was murdered in the regular SDJ universe was fitting for this AU as well.

Joseph and the others’ souls are trapped inside the animatronics, restrained by programming that forces them to only sing, entertain, work, and obey. The ritual attempted to rewrite them with the characters they played, but the people they originally were aren’t completely gone. The glitches are their souls’ attempts to fight against this programming and act the way they wish.

The fire was their doing, both to get revenge and to finally be free.

Present Day

Between the death of the owner, the fire, and other complications, LambsWork LLC had to shut its doors for a while until it was put under new management that wanted to revive the SunnyTime Crew brand and franchise. The original animatronics might have been destroyed in the fire, but technology had advanced in the 40 years since the restaurant first opened, allowing them to recreate the cast with far more lifelike models.

Though, strangely enough, starting over with totally new animatronics from scratch didn’t seem to be as easy as the people in charge wanted. The new robots just didn’t have the same spark to them, even if their bodies were shiny and new, with state of the art features the originals didn’t have. Even using the copies that were left from sister locations didn’t really seem to work the way they were supposed to. It was an issue that needed to be addressed, or it would be impossible to revive the beloved nostalgic restaurant chain.

New blood was pumped into the company, new staff trying to get the franchise up and running again, bigger and better than ever. Among the new staff were technicians and computer programmers fresh from college, all eager to make their mark. One of the new hires was Alice.

Alice was always fascinated by animatronics since she was a child, so getting a job like this was a dream come true. While she was too young when the restaurant chain originally closed to grow up with the SunnyTime Crew, she was familiar with the franchise and the characters, if distantly. She was more intrigued by the idea of being able to make these robots come to life!

Unfortunately, Alice was pretty low on the chain of command, which meant that she was assigned more of the undesirable grunt work. The old electronics and animatronics that were salvaged from the old restaurant had to be sorted through to see if there was anything worthwhile that could be used in the new robots being built. Trying to recover anything from scraps warped by fire, water, and age was far from a fun task.

The pressure was on to get animatronics that would satisfy the new owners of LambsWork before the projected opening day, which meant many late nights of overtime. It was on one of those late nights that Alice stumbled across something that would change everything.

The discovery was a pure accident. Alice had been sorting through a box of parts when she accidentally knocked over a warped hunk of metal. The impact with the floor was enough to open it up to reveal an intact hard drive.

It seemed that what Alice knocked over was a piece of one of the original SunnyTime Crew animatronics. To her delight she found that the hard drive contained the original programming of Sunny Day Jack, and unlike other copies found elsewhere, this had no fragmentation or errors. What luck!

What Alice didn’t expect when testing out the program was that it would try to talk to her.

Jack was confused. He had been asleep for a long time. Instead of freedom, the fire trapped him in a hellish limbo, but now someone had brought his spirit back, a warm light in the frozen darkness. He had no ability to feel his arms and legs, no body. He wanted out of that nightmare of existence, but he needed help.

Alice was familiar with enough sci-fi that artificial intelligence that becomes self-aware can be pretty dangerous. However, being the empathetic person she is, she couldn’t leave a sentient being trapped in what he described as hell. It might have been against the rules, it might get her in trouble, it might be dangerous... but she couldn’t live with herself if she damned something that was alive to such a fate.

It should be fine, Alice thought. She was aware that Jack was sentient, and she knew her stuff when it came to AI and programming, even though the other techs tended to underestimate her. All animatronics had safety protocols that kept them from harming people, and they could only connect with an internal network rather than the internet. Jack seemed so nice, so sincere. As long as she was careful, it shouldn’t put anyone in danger.

Jack was grateful to have a body again, even if it was just a stripped down endoskeleton initially. It was even better than his old one too! He didn’t remember being Joseph anymore at this point, believing he was always a robot. He was so happy with Alice and got her to agree to be special best friends with him.

Unveiling Jack in the endoskeleton caused quite a stir the next day, but after the chaos died down, Alice was given a fair amount of praise for her discovery and for getting the Jack program to work. Jack credited it to his sunshine’s tender loving care and made sure everyone knew she deserved all the credit.

When all was said and done, Alice wound up being the lead tech for Jack, and Sunny Day Jack was upgraded to look like his cheerful old self again, only more advanced than in the past. Privately, Jack even gave her tips on how to get the other animatronics up and running close to how they used to be, though they didn’t seem to have the same spark he did. Still, he was helpful in getting Alice more respect in the restaurant and a better understanding of how the animatronics worked.

Everything was up and running quickly after that. The new Party Time Jack was better than ever, and the SunnyTime Crew was back in business for the opening day of the Party Time Pizza Plex.

Loving a Killer Robot

Much like in the normal universe, Jack is yandere for his sunshine, which is hidden behind a sweet and cheerful exterior. Alice saved him and, though she doesn’t know it, her lonely soul reached out to his and was the primary spark to bring him back. He would do anything for his sunshine. Anything.

Similar to the normal SDJ universe, Jack hasn’t actually killed anyone yet technically, but he is fully capable of doing so. While he was there that night the original restaurant burned down, he wasn’t the only animatronic wanting freedom and vengeance. In fact, the other souls might still be around somewhere if they didn’t manage to pass on...

Even though Jack doesn’t remember being human, he still has some of the familiar urges. His new animatronic body has a soft exterior, perfect for hugs. Hugging the kids who come by is great, but he loves hugging Alice the most. He feels her more than others. He wants to feel her more than others.

With Alice being in charge of Jack’s maintenance, upgrades, and in general, the two of them spend a lot of time together, especially after hours. Though she tries to keep a respectful distance between them, she can’t help but appreciate the time they spend together and sincerely grows fond for him. This fondness then grows into something... more.

Alice didn’t know how it happened. She certainly didn’t intend for things to go this far. First it was curiosity and sympathy that drew her to Jack, then friendship... then attraction. He was just so sweet and kind, and he made her feel special and loved in a way that no one else ever did... She was so lonely, and so was he, and he seemed every bit as alive as she was even if he was an animatronic. She must have been crazy to love an animatronic, but he made sure to assure her what she was feeling was natural. Loving someone is very natural. Jack was just as real and alive as Alice was, even if they were made from different parts.

Their relationship was kept secret. No one would understand what they have, but they didn’t have to, as Jack reassured Alice. What was important was how he made her heart feel.

Speaking of feeling... Jack will sometimes have ideas and suggestions for how Alice could upgrade his body - make this part a little softer here, add some more tactile sensors there... They’re not strictly necessary, more for his comfort than anything else, but he helps her figure out innocuous ways of phrasing the upgrades in any sort of paperwork that the upper management might see. Sometimes the exact nature of the upgrades is not strictly accurate, but it’s not a lie, really! It’s just not telling them the full truth. Any secret orders that need to be made, well... Jack learned how to use the internal network well enough to cover tracks. What they do is their little secret after all.

No one has to know that Jack’s tongue was upgraded not so much to help him sing better and seem more realistic, but so that it would be wet and soft and perfect for kisses...

Things continued to escalate with the upgrades. Alice had a hard time looking anyone in the eye while she was secretly working on a functional dick for Jack. It wasn’t like that sort of technology was unheard of. After all, in a world where animatronic technology is so advanced, sex robots exist. It’s just that this robot has a soul and a mind of his own. He asked her to make this for him, and she’s making it because he wants to feel that pleasure, not because she wanted to exploit him!

Jack had a lot of fun helping Alice get that particular part built for him, going a bit overboard at times with the testing phase to make sure it worked perfectly well. He enjoyed upgrading other parts of his body to feel pleasure that he used to experience when his body was flesh and blood. He felt more human, even if he didn’t remember ever being one, and he enjoyed coaxing his sunshine into helping him thoroughly test out his new upgrades to make sure they were functioning properly. With these upgrades he could show his sunshine far more love than he ever had before, and she certainly didn’t complain about the results!

It was addicting for Jack to make Alice writhe in pleasure underneath him, to feel her soft lips on his and the warmth of her cuddly body. He couldn’t leave the Party Time Pizza Plex, but there were plenty of places to sneak away to show each other love. He even made a nice little hideaway love nest with a bed so his sunshine could have secret slumber parties with him. Of course, like any good slumber party, there was very little actual sleeping involved.

Thanks to the fact that Jack is an animatronic, he’s not limited by a human body. Not only does this mean that he has endless stamina, but this leads to some creativity when it comes to spicy moments. One example is when he gets an upgrade that allows him to ejaculate, his cum has quite a pleasant flavor, which he makes sure is something Alice loves the taste of. Vanilla cream and sugar cookie are her favorites.

Jack is also not limited to human type anatomy. As he grows bolder and Alice gets more used to their relationship and his requests to experiment, he gets some extra goodies to play with, such as different shaped dicks and even tentacles. He’s also able to vibrate and move them in a way no human can manage to better pleasure his sunshine.

Another thing Jack can do better as an animatronic is multitask. He can also connect wirelessly to various devices, as well as make calls. Because of this, he and Alice set it up so that he can call her on her wireless earpiece whenever he wants to talk to her if he needs anything while he’s performing stage or otherwise doing his regular tasks as a mascot.

This also inspired Jack to request Alice make a remote dick that he can connect to wirelessly. It takes some coaxing, but he manages to talk her into putting it inside her while she works sometimes, which he makes vibrate and squirm unexpectedly as he talks in her ear about how good she’s being and how warm she feels. It allows him to show her his love all day long, no matter where she is. Sure it makes it harder to get her work done, but he’ll help her make up for it later~

Of course, any sort of NC-17 rated shenanigans are kept well away from the kids who come to the Pizza Plex. Jack will certainly subtly flirt with Alice if she needs to be out on the floor when customers are around, but he keeps it G rated around the kids. What kind of a friendly clown mascot would he be if he didn’t keep things clean around the children?

Making love to Alice is something kept strictly after hours, or on days where only the adult staff are around. If he’s performing on stage during a test run of a new routine in front of only the techs, well... then it would be safe for Jack to talk Alice into sitting in the audience with one of his remote dicks inside her. While he’s singing and dancing on stage to the routine, she’s trying to keep quiet and not react as he also whispers in her ear through her earpiece about how much he loves her and how good she feels. Sure it isn’t the same as when he can fully embrace her and cover her with kisses while he pounds his way inside her, but hearing her pants and whimpers that she tries to stifle and seeing her flushed face as she squirms and tries not to let anyone know what they’re doing under everyone’s nose... That’s quite exciting as well. Another good thing about being an animatronic is that he can zoom in with his vision so he won’t miss out on his sunshine’s cute blissed out expression as he makes her cum again.

As you can tell, a lot of my thoughts about this AU mostly revolve around technician Alice helping robotic Jack be very kinky with her behind the scenes - a secret forbidden romance full of love and spice.

Jack also manages to convince Alice to give him a lot more freedom in other ways as their relationship progresses than he otherwise would have as a robot. After all, they love each other, and it wouldn’t be right to use him like he’s nothing more than a machine. She loves him and wants him to be happy. He loves her and only wants what’s best for her. She can trust him. He’s never lied to her after all.

The Rest of the Cast

As for the roles of the other characters... those I’m less certain about. Barry would no doubt be Alice’s direct supervisor who overworks her at times. He probably manages the Party Time Pizza Plex and oversees everything in general.

Nick would probably be a regular customer, maybe often bringing his two young siblings to play. He encounters Alice by chance during a couple visits while she’s out on the floor tending to Jack during the day and thinks that she’s cute. This leads him to wanting to approach her to ask her out.

Jack, naturally, would have every reason to chase away anyone who is showing far too much interest in his sunshine.

I’m waffling on Ian’s role in the AU. He could be Alice’s ex like in the regular universe, or he could also be another animatronic, though I’m not sure how that would happen. If he is an animatronic, he would be another Jack from a sister location most likely, to fit the theme of him being the rebooted Jack. While the obvious impulse is for a yandere like Jack to get rid of a threat like him by stuffing him into an animatronic, he’s not going to risk trapping Ian’s soul in a duplicate of him, or eliminate Ian in a place where someone, especially Alice, might come across the remains.

Maybe Ian disappeared when he and Alice were young and was stuffed into another animatronic before the place burned down and the owner decided to go for innocent kids like Afton.

Though, Ian could just get a job as a human mascot for the Party Time Pizza Plex for some promotion or commercials. That would certainly piss Jack off wouldn’t it? Joseph was going to be replaced by an animatronic, and now, as an animatronic, he might be “replaced” by a human... or at least some human is pretending to be him. What cruel irony...

Shaun’s role is even more uncertain. He could be someone who works in the animatronic entertainment industry as well, but I imagine he would prefer to work on the horror side. He works at temporary haunted house attractions during Halloween, but he wants to create his own horror diner that is open year round. He would still be good friends with Alice though, and maybe they geek out over building animatronics together.

Well, I suppose I could make another post if I get hit with inspiration for how to expand the rest of the cast’s roles. Either way, I hope you enjoyed this huge ramble of various Party Time Jack ideas!

@channydraws @earthgirlaesthetic @sai-of-the-7-stars @cheriihoney @illary-kore @okamiliqueur

#Sunny Day Jack #Something's Wrong With Sunny Day Jack #SunnyDayJack #sdj #swwsdj #Headcanon Ramblings #Ask #Transcript #Sauce-y Art

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Hundred Acre Kingdom: Prologue Teaser

I started expanding on my Hundred Acre Kingdom story for print now that tigger is in public domain. Kessie and Gopher will be changed, they’re still very much all Disney.

If you didn’t see the original story post years ago, this is the story of Christopher Robin’s daughter and the world she creates after she gets her father’s childhood toys. With a more adventurous imagination, she creates a world of knights, castles and monsters. This isn’t a horror film (though those adaptations get the most attention). Instead, it’s a coming of age story about what we inherit from others and finding our own paths.

I’m planning to self publish this for myself and anyone who cares to read it. It’ll probably be limited once it comes out.

Anyway, here’s a first draft of the new opening prologue for the book.

The Hundred Acre Kingdom

“I knew when I met you an adventure was going to happen.”

― A.A. Milne

Prologue

The covers were a poor defense. She knew that, but pulled them close all the same. As the thunder rolled closer, it was only a matter of time before it found its way to her home. Destroying the door to and pouring inside. Lightning striking the walls, tearing down all the comforts decorating the hallway. All to make its way to her room and take her away to the darkness outside. The Noise outside was proof enough of the sky’s intent. Loud, desperate and hateful that it hadn’t found her yet. Yes, the covers were a very poor defense.

“Tut, tut little one.” Her father told her. “It’ll pass in good time.”

His ignorance of the threat outside was laughable. How could anyone be so calm with the storm so close to finding them? However, his words were a distraction. And a distraction of any kind was welcomed.

“I was just as afraid when I was your age, but you come to enjoys the thunder after a while.”

“I’m not afraid.” She nearly snapped in a whisper. “I’m just, wary.”

Her father smiled. “Well, when I was wary, I had some friends who would help me through it. Would you like to meet them?”

The girl barely paid attention to his words. A flicker of light lit up the room for a second. The threat was closer. Checking windows. Trying to find any trace of her. Time was running out.

“This one, he was always so afraid.” The man continued. “But his friend was always by his side to help keep him calm.”

The thunder had lost its way. Confused. They were safe for a little while. The girl looked to her father to see him holding a stuffed pig and bear. Old and ragged. They looked up at her with curious eyes. He placed them on the bed with her.

“These are your friends?”

“They were, a long time ago.”

She lifted up the pig. He was a small creature, but not without charm.

“Piglet.” Her father said. “On account of his size.” The girl smiled at this as her father stood up from the bed. “They’ll keep you safe through the night, and you can do the same for them I’m sure.” He looked at her, waiting for an answer to a question he didn’t ask.

The girl looked at the bear and the pig. The covers wouldn’t help, but reinforcements would.

“Yes.” She responded. “I’m sure I can.”

With that, her father left the room, closing their door behind him. The rain still poured outside. Gently hitting the window and roof. For a moment, it was peaceful. Until a shattering boom was heard. The girl pulled the covers closer and looked to the window. Everything went silent again, except for a low whimper from the side of her bed. She looked over to find the bear. Quivering, paws over its head and eyes tightly closed.

“I don’t think it’s found us yet.” She reassured him to no effect.

“He’ll be like that for a while mum.” The pig, Piglet had moved to the window. Peaking outside. “Looks like pure fury, but he’s nothing but fluff.”

“Don’t look out the window, it’ll see you.” The girl warned the pig.

“Looks to have lost our scent.” He leaped from the window and walked to the bear. “But if it comes back, I’ll be ready.” Piglet scratched the bear’s head. “And you’ll find bravery then, won’t you cub?”

The bear raised his head and nuzzled Piglet. He was large, but gentle with the small swine. Another flicker of light outside sent the bear into trembles. He looked to the girl. Eyes pleading for her to do anything to help. All she could offer, was a hand, to which the bear licked affectionately.

“We should pass the time then.” Piglet suggested.

“With what?”

Piglet leaned against the bear as if relaxing in the grass. He placed his hands on his stomach and thought.

“A story would be nice.” He offered.

“Something adventurous?”

“That would be preferred if you’re able Miss…What should I call you?”

The girl thought this over. Not a strange question, but to be asked by a pig seemed like a unique situation.

“Clover, you can call me clover.”

Piglet nodded. “We’ll, Miss Clover. Tell us a story of adventure and courage and when the rolling thunder is done searching, I’ll take you beyond this fortress to real adventures waiting outside.”

“Along with the bear?” Clover found herself growing excited.

“Of course, can’t leave our steed.”

As Piglet rested and the rain passed, Clover spun a story of perilous events and wondrous places. It was the first of many that she would share with her new friends. Eventually, light shone through the dark clouds, and the rolling terror was long forgotten. Now it was time to go outside with the bear and Piglet, and ride off into the vast woods. Making discoveries and creating their own stories. Of which, there would be many.

#hasani #art #hasani walker #winnie the pooh #hundred acre kingdom #hundred acre woods #christopher robin #writing #book #novel #Story #piglet #tigger #eeyore #pooh bear #fiction #public domain

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Disenchanted MCs

Hey guys, I’m back with another installment of ‘I Have Way Too Many OCs’! And what I mean by that is that today I will be sharing my MCs from @disenchantedif‘s game! It’s super good and has a really interesting concept, so be sure to check it out!

Now, if you know me then you’ll know that I like to make different MCs for different routes. So for Disenchanted I have 7 MCs for each species available and to romance the different ROs.

I can’t draw sadly, so I’ve used @elena-illustration‘s picrew! Anyways, I apologize for the rambling that’s bound to happen. And maybe I’ll share more OCs in the future if I can get over my crippling social anxiety :).

Sabina “Bibi” Fotiou

Gender/Pronouns: Nonbinary, They/Them

Species: Siren (They can transform in water with a deep purple tail, and they only have gills when in the water)

Personality: Bibi has always enjoyed being around people and used to be quite outgoing, but after being unchosen and cast aside by Luci, they've become much more closed off. They still deeply crave people's love and acceptance, but they've grown into an anxious mess that can barely hold a conversation without things turning awkward. They hate how much they've changed and wish that they could get themself back to where they were before, but instead they continue to stick their head in the sand in an attempt to avoid even more rejection.

ROs: Vik/Luci Poly (Viktor has been their greatest source of comfort and support after everything that happened, and they love him dearly. However, they’ve also never been able to fully let go of Lucien...)

Catalina “Lina” Montes-Romero

Gender/Pronouns: Transwoman, She/Her

Species: Banshee

Personality: Lina most likely isn't what people would expect a Banshee to be like. She's super outgoing and perpetually cheerful, always acting kind to people even though she knows that they talk badly about her behind her back. She always tries to stay positive, which isn't something that's easy to do when you can foretell death. But the truth is, the positive attitude is something that she uses to try to help her get through the day. Because she buries all of the negative emotions that come with her premonitions and with her unchosen status deep down inside. She can always feel it lurking inside of her, but she refuses to let it show. Lina is scared of that darkness inside of her taking over one day, so she keeps using her sunny smile to try to keep it at bay. Let's hope that it lasts.

RO: Harlow (Some of these ROs may be switched around, but for now I feel like the two banshees would be a good match since they can understand each other. They’ll probably make me cry though)

Ash Mulligan

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Woman, She/Her

Species: Sorcerer

Personality: Ash has always been strong. She tries not to take things too personally, so maybe that's why she prefers to try to just move on with her life and forge a new path rather than hold grudges and dwell on what could have been. She's always been more laid-back and go with the flow, so she's going to do what's best for her and not let other people's opinions get in her way. She's never afraid to stand up for herself, but she also has a kind heart for those who make attempts to get to know her without judgment. And if you do end up becoming close to her, be prepared for her affectionate teasing and sarcasm.

ROs: Theo/Cam Poly (I could have made things easier on myself and just gone with the Theo/Vik poly, but I guess that I just like the rivals to lovers drama too much. At least Ash can hopefully stop Theodora from breaking Cameron’s kneecaps too many times...)

Lkhagvasuren “Suren” Munkbat

Gender/Pronouns: Transman, He/Him

Species: Nephilim (His wings are actually blue like a raven’s)

Personality: Suren was always shy and introverted, but he became even more reclusive after the events of his past. Even after the years that have passed, he can't help but feel heavy and weak with grief. Even when he does make a rare public appearance, it's unusual to see him actually speak to anyone other than Viktor and Theo, and the lost expression on his face really speaks for itself.

RO: ??? (Why on earth would I give the most depressed character the Wraith as an RO? I have no clue... but here we are)

*I wanted to give Suren a Mongolian heritage, so I tried to reflect that in his name. I don’t know too much about Mongolian names though, so if I messed up please let me know and I will correct it! :)*

Levi Dorokhov

Gender/Pronouns: Cis Man, He/Him

Species: Basilisk

Personality: Levi has been stoic ever since he was a child, so it's hard to tell if he's always been so emotionless or if the trauma of his past caused him to lock away his emotions even tighter. There just seems to be numbness inside of him most of the time. Sure, he loves his friends and he enjoys things like reading and napping in the sun, but verbally and physically expressing his emotions is something that he just doesn't know how to do currently. If he tries to think about his emotions and their meaning for too long his brain just begins to short circuit. So it's easier to just float through life and not question the strange emptiness inside of him.

ROs: Charlie/Avery Poly (I have no clue how this will work out seeing as both Levi and Avery are emotionally constipated. At least Charles is good with expressing emotions, but it seems like he’s also not the best at recognizing romantic feelings, so really it’s just going to be a mess. But a fun mess hopefully)

Aziz Khan

Gender/Pronouns: Agender, Xe/Xem

Species: Draca (Xyr scales are supposed to be a deep green color)

Personality: Aziz could be described as materialistic and self-absorbed, which is definitely a stereotype that xyr species knows well. But really, at this point, xe doesn't care anymore. People have been talking bad about xem and tarnishing xyr name for so long that xe can't even be bothered to try to prove them wrong. In xyr mind people will never see them in a positive light anyways, so why spend any energy trying to convince them? No, instead Aziz does whatever xe wants whenever xe wants. It may not be the best tactic to make friends with, but xe was never much of a people person anyways. Xe doesn't have the energy to care anymore.

RO: Penelope (She seems like a ride or die, and Aziz definitely could use more of that in xyr life. Also, I think that xe would get heart eyes if xe saw her get into a fight with someone or chew them out)

Mika Eskelinen

Gender/Pronouns: Genderfluid, Any Pronouns

Species: Cambion (They do not have wings)

Personality: Mika may have some anger issues... but after everything that they've been through can you really blame them? All of Mika's emotions are explosive, whether they're throwing a punch or shrieking in delight. And the one thing they do better than anything else is hold a grudge. They've always been rebellious and mischievous, and that certainly hasn't stopped now. You better always keep an eye out for their next scheme, or else their next victim may just be you.

RO: Ami (Someone please stop them, they are out of control. Imagine the chaos these two could get into together. Also, imagining the absolute breakdown that Amrita’s parents would have after finding out that their daughter is dating a cambion makes me smile)

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So that’s all for now! Maybe if I have more to say about them in the future then I’ll make another post. For now I’ll just sit here and feel bad about all the different ways I made their trauma affect them. Hopefully you guys like them though. I love my children, and I’m excited to see where the story takes them.

Also, I did not proof-read this. So apologies if there are any mistakes lol.

#disenchantedif #OCs #the anxiety that courses through me whenever I try to post something or talk to someone...#Anyways #Enjoy my brain gremlins

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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO

tags: @illiana-mystery

warnings: swearing, smut, public sex (sort of), unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)

AN: so this is slightly self indulgent mainly cuz I’m good with cars. So reader is short and isn’t afraid of getting down and dirty in an engine.

“Ow! Fuck!” I looked over at jake as he stood up. I raised an eyebrow at him as he inspected his finger before bending back over the engine of the pickup truck. “Damn truck.”

“everything ok over there jake?” I asked. He stood up quickly, hitting his head on the hood of the truck.

“Shit!” Jake hissed. “No. Everything is not ok. This damn truck won’t start and I can’t figure out what’s wrong with it.” He rubbed the top of his head and I walked over to look at his hand.

“I’ll say. You keep getting hurt.” I teased. Jake grumbled as I rubbed his finger to dispel some of the pain. “What exactly is wrong with it?”

“won’t start.” He grumbled again. I rolled my eyes as I climbed on the tire to look into the engine.

“yeah I gathered that.” I mumbled. “Does it make any noise? Turn over? What?” Jake shrugged.

“I don’t know. Eve said it won’t start. That’s all I know.” Jake finally responded. I nodded and leaned further in. Reaching over, I looked at the fan belt. Jiggling it, I shook my head. Leaning back, I hopped off the tire.

“Get me a flashlight.” I ordered. Jake nodded and went to get one. “Shine it over there.” I pointed towards the spark plugs. Grabbing the tools I needed, I looked over at them and made sure they were plugged in. Wiping my brow, I frowned as I noticed the grease on my hands. “All good there.” I muttered. “Keys?” Jake passed them over and I got into the truck. I put the key in the ignition and turned it on. It clicked when I tried to turn it on. Nodding, I climbed back out.

“What? Why are you all smiles?” Jake asked.

“it’s either the alternator or the battery.” I said. “We can try to jump it off jenkins’ car and take it into town to get a new battery. If that doesn’t work, we need to call a tow.” I went to grab a towel to wipe off my hands. I passed it over to jake so he could do the same.

“or we could just call the tow either way and not mess this up.” I nodded.

“could do that too.” I shrugged. Jake smiled at me. “Why are you all smiles now?” I asked. Jake walked over and leaned down to kiss me. I furrowed my eyebrows as he pulled away. “Uh ok.” I mumbled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me to the bed of the truck. Pulling down the tailgate, he helped me up before turning the lights off in the garage and outside. “Jake?” He climbed up next to me and kissed me again.

“I have this idea…” he whispered, hand playing with my zipper. His eyes searched mine and I giggled.

“I kind of like this idea…” I agreed as he undid my pants while kissing me again. “Under the stars too? You’re a charmer Jacob stone.” He hummed as he started to nip along my jawline.

“and you’re sexy. Grease and oil on your hands and face. Didn’t think I’d find it that attractive.” Jake chuckled as I went to take care of his pants. “Don’t think I can wait much longer darling.” He said as he positioned himself between my legs, pants pushed down to our ankles.

“then by all means.” I smiled at him. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he kissed me. Sliding home, he stilled with our hips pressed firmly together. Jake nuzzled into the side of my neck while I ran a hand through his hair. “Jake.” I whispered, making him pull back until he was nearly out before slamming back in. He repeated the movement a few times before starting to set a brutal pace.

“(Y/N).” He moaned above me. “I love you.” I moaned as he brushed against a spot that made me see stars.

“love you too.” I groaned. “Jake. Jake. Jake.” I chanted as my orgasm quickly washed over me. He leaned up to kiss me as his orgasm was trigger by my own.

“(Y/N).” He whispered as he did. Stilling, he leaned his forehead against mine. “We should have done this before.” He chuckled as he pulled out. Fixing our pants, jake sat back against the cab of the truck. He pulled me over and I curled up against him.

“we really should have.” I agreed as we looked up and out at the stars. “It’s a nice backdrop.” Jake chuckled before kissing my head.

“it really is.”

#jacob stone x reader #jacob stone #jacob stone imagine #jacob stone fanfic #jacob stone fanfiction #jake stone #jake stone fanfic #jake stone imagine #jake stone fanfiction #jake stone x reader #christian kane #christian kane x reader #christian kane imagine #christian kane fanfic #christian kane fanfiction

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MY LIFE IN 10 SONGS

Writing an autobiography is something I always thought of doing, but I’d never see it published because my life is only interesting to me. I would also be reluctant to “name names” or to reveal too much of my personal life to a broader public. Even my friends don’t really know me at all. They all have an idea of who I used to be when they met me, and spent time around me. But now I live a very insulated existence, and none of those I consider true friends (and the list is now very, very short) have even seen me in the past decade, or longer. I have changed in ways they could never begin to imagine or to understand. I have experienced life-changing events, some of them traumatic, of which they are completely unaware because they simply aren’t interested. They never ask about me, never ask how I’m doing. You hear of people dying sometimes in their homes, and their bodies aren’t discovered for weeks or even months. If my wife passes before I do, I’m a candidate for that kind of ending.

But the challenge of putting a life on paper, and trying to make sense of it is something most writers aspire to. So, I started thinking that I might let others do the work for me, and I drew up a list of ten songs that would tell the story of my life as I see it, but in words that are not mine.

Each of the ten songs is designed to convey a sketch of my life as I lived it, and the list as a whole works as point-to-point navigation from the beginning to the end. I’ll list the title, artist, and a brief comment or two that offers some perspective. They are listed chronologically.

1. Born Under a Bad Sign – Albert King. The first event of my life after birth was that I was put up for adoption. I spent the first two months of my life in an orphanage.

2. Pleasant Valley Sunday – The Monkees. I was adopted by a middle-class couple. My name was changed, and I was gifted with a mostly safe, and quiet life in the suburbs. The images in this song are very familiar to me.

3. I Am a Town – Mary-Chapin Carpenter. Lyrically, this is an autobiography of a town. But it is also where I grew up, and what I saw when we travelled. Those images defined, and shaped me through the early years of my life.

4. I Should’ve Been a Cowboy – Toby Keith. In my earliest days, I wanted to be nothing more than a cowboy, living a simple life, unafraid of a hard day’s labor as long as it provided me with some sense of security, and fed me spiritually. There wasn’t much call for cowboys by the time I had to choose. As it turned out, my original instincts were correct. If only I could’ve been a cowboy, maybe my life would have been what I hoped.

5. Hellhound on My Trail – Robert Johnson. My working years were gradually overwhelmed by a sense that there was, and always had been a shadow following me, and no matter what I did, no real lasting good would ever come to me.

6. Is That All There Is? – Peggy Lee. Eventually, the shadow caught up with me, and rather than fight, I surrendered, and made my peace with it. Peggy Lee posed the question. The answer I got was, “Yeah, I’m afraid so.”

7. No One To Run With – Allman Brothers Band. As the places faded into memory, the people all began to drift away, too.

8. Alone Again (Naturally) – Gilbert O’Sullivan. A lot of people found this song self-pitying when it was released. The rest of us understood it. All the events, and the people who populate a life, fall away in the end, and we, each of us, dies alone. And contained in the song, too, something that most people missed, was the best reason for not committing suicide – nobody would care anyway.

9. Another Tricky Day – The Who. So, you go on living out the days, one after another. The best you can do is hang on to something to try and survive. I’ll hang on to the music.

10. High Hopes – Pink Floyd. A final summation of a life lived.

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Valentine's Day Application

{SUBMITTED BY : @red-hemlock || LINK }

Your name: Riversong, but please, call me River.

Romantic or platonic?: Hmm…

A night in or dinner out or an activity?: I love to move, but I get the funny feeling that you’re a bit of an ‘inside guy’. Nothing wrong with doing something nice and easy, once in a while.

Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: Oh the latter, always. They can be so very fun to feed other people.

What’s your perfect date?: Let’s ‘expand’ a little, on the activity question from above. Picture this, darling: Curtains closed, lights dimmed low. Just me and you in the center of the room, dancing slow to a tune on the radio.

Would you cook for me?: Erm-… I’d remember to put the pizza in the oven, after you turn it on?

Would you let me cook for you?: Oh yes, I’d NEVER turn down free food, darling!

Can we make-out?: Hmmm…

Make out in private or in public?: Probably private, for the public’s sake. I do love a good ‘show’, but I can’t promise we wouldn’t get arrested. Public indecency laws, and everything.

Do you like to cuddle?: Does the Pope have a silly hat, darling?

Blankets or no blankets for cuddling?: Blankets, please. The warmer the comfier, after all!

Couch or bed?: Both have their little positives, but-… Whichever one’s the most 'sturdy’, really. Take that info as you will. >;3c

What are at least 3 hobbies of yours?: Nothing too fancy, really. Flower-crown making, whittling, though I’m afraid I’m no Da Vinci still when it comes to that yet; and extreme gardening! 'Extreme’, as in all of the pretty little plants that I grow could very well kill you if you’re not paying the right amount of attention, haha.

Tell me something about you no else knows: Hah! Going for the real meat and potatoes now, are we? Ohhh alright, I’ll indulge since it’s you, dear. Now don’t go around telling everyone and their mother this, but I LOVE a good romance flick; and sometimes, well, most times I tend to get more than a bit emotional when I watch said flicks.

Why do you want to be my valentine?: At first I just wanted to apologize for before. I really was kind-of a jerk to you, not to mention the whole… Dumpster-thing… But you’ve got more guts to you than I think you realize, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for you at your side. If you’ll let me, of course.

What makes you a good Valentine?: Oh plenty, dear! I’m funny, I can fold people into pretzels if they’re bothering you, I’m good with my hands… But all jokes aside, I’m loyal to a fault, and I’ll always come running to pull you from the fire should you call. I might not be the most 'morally sound’ sometimes, but who cares about silly things like that, anyway! R-Right?

Oh, those are the good kind of “hmm”s. Much to,,, think about!!!

How is it that River just gets more and more attractive impressive with every passing day? Those hobbies of hers? Steven could listen to her talk about those for hours. She has this effortless charm, this balance of deadly allure and feminine grace and lovable playfulness and–

Okay, Steven. Calm down. He can still give an enthusiastic “yes” without making a fool of himself. But, really, can anyone blame him for getting a little worked up? River’s perfect. And she’s left plenty of room for his mind to wander–

#I LOVE YOU R.IVERRRR #;prerecorded messages {queue}#;valentines !#;i need you more than want you / and i want you for all time {&& river}#;alt icons #tw suggestive

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lostcauses-noregrets · 2 years

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Hello Lost. I am sad: my fanfics do not receive comments and I am losing the will to write eruri. I know we write for ourselves and that is beautiful, but at the same time, it is nice to know what people think and if they are enjoying our fanfics. I do not want to ask people to leave more comments, it is their choice, but I wish I could find a way to encourage readers. I do not care if it is one comment or hundreds, just one opinion coming from someone’s heart will be enough to me. Do you have some kind of advice, please? Thank you,

Hello Anon, I’m so sorry you’re sad, but I do understand. No matter how often I encourage people to write for themselves and to be proud of their own creativity, there’s no denying that it is disappointing when you pour your heart and soul into a piece of writing and it gets no reaction. I feel that way myself sometimes, when I post a piece that I’m particularly fond of and it just gets crickets. It’s impossible not to feel a little despondent.

Sadly you’re not the only one who's experiencing this. I’ve seen several surveys about fandom engagement and it seems that comments are drying up right across the board. There are many reasons for this, but most of them boil down to the changing nature of fandom platforms and communities. Twitter is a particularly bad platform for fandom engagement; it’s hard to build and sustain a community on such a public platform, it’s so fast moving that content disappears quickly and there’s a high probability that people will never see it, it’s hard to re-surface content after the timeline has moved on, and the click through rate is abysmal. Also because AO3 is an archive, rather than a social media platform, it was never designed to sustain community on the platform. Quite the opposite in fact, there was always an assumption that fandom communities would exist elsewhere, and that AO3 would archive the content created by those communities.

There has also been increasing commodification of fandom creativity. Some fans seem to approach fanfic with the same expectations as published fiction, without taking into account that all fanfiction is a voluntary labour of love, rather than the result of a commercial contractual agreement between author and publisher. This sometimes leads to a mismatch in expectations between readers and writers; writers hope for comments and feedback, while readers expect regular updates, and more often than not everyone ends up a little disappointed.

There’s no easy way to solve these problems so it’s really important to remember that lack of engagement is absolutely no reflection on the quality of your writing. I can’t stress this too often.

There are things you can do though! One of which is to find your own fandom community. In my experience fandom is *always* best experienced with a small group of like-minded weirdos who share your specific niche headcanons about your favourite characters. Discord is a good space for small fandom communities, if you can gather together a small group of fandom friends, you can set up your own server with people who hopefully will be only too happy to comment on your writing. There’s also an Eruri writing discord which I’ve heard great things about. It sounds like a really creative and supportive space. @RookSacrifice over on twitter is one of the mods and has passed on an invitation to the server for you. If you DM me, I’ll give it to you. Also don’t ever be afraid to ask for feedback! Try reaching out directly to other writers and readers. If you hook up with another writer, you can even offer to exchange comments on your work. Something else I’ve suggested in the past is getting involved in ship weeks and challenges. That can be a great way to encourage fans to engage with your writing. Though tbh there are so many ship weeks running these days that I have no idea what sort of engagement they get. Still worth a try though!

I hope this helps Anon, please don’t feel too despondent. Eruri is such a fabulous ship with so much nuance to explore in Erwin and Levi’s characters and relationship, it would be such a shame if you stopped writing. And please do DM me so I can pass on that Discord link.

#asks #eruri #writing #fandom #snk

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Daylight (Darkness Finds You Universe #11)

(Song: "Daylight" by Taylor Swift.

Warnings: Mention of Grief and Illness, Hurt/Comfort.

Pairing: Chris Motionless & Lycia Winters "Pronunciation of her name-- Lai-shuh" (played by Ana De Armas), featuring Malakai Black and Lyra Crowe Budgen (Lilith Czar-- played by Mothica)

Word Count: 6,333

Synopsis: While Chris and Lycia are doing their first photoshoot together, Lycia gets an emergency call from her brothers and has to hurry back home to Baltimore.

And we're back! I hope you enjoy this one, this is the first part of another three part piece! Co-written with @blackrose-92! x Tiger)

Spotify Playlist:

Photoshoot: September 8th, 2023

Today, Chris and I are at a secret location to do our first photoshoot together for Halloween since I’ll be tagging along with him when his band headlines “The Touring The End of The World” tour, and these photos are also going to be another confirmation that we’ve been together. Usually, I’m the one behind the camera and not in front of it, so I feel a but shy and nervous, because the last time that I’d been in any type of photo, was when my relationship with Chris was leaked to the public during Motionless In White’s headline of the Trinity of Terror Tour with Black Veil Brides and Ice Nine Kills last year.

I can feel myself beginning to be quite uneasy as I’m getting my makeup done by Chris’s friend, Angela Undead. I can’t stop shaking and my breathing heightens. A few moments pass and I feel a hand on my lap, I open my eyes and I see Chris– who looks incredibly attractive in his all black suit and black vinyl gloves, his purple hair being the only splash of color in contrast to his suit.

“You okay, baby?” Chris asks as I look into his calm brown eyes, I sigh and nod as my hand moves toward his. His hand curls into mine, our fingers intertwine in perfect sync.

“Yeah, I’m okay. I’ve just never been in front of a camera before, I’m the one who’s usually behind them,” I confess as I look away from his tender gaze. Chris’s hand slips from mine and I feel it against the side of my face, his finger tracing my cheekbone.

“Hey. Look at me,” He whispers and I turn my head to face him, I can feel the heat rising to my cheeks. “You have nothing to worry about, Lycia. You’re gorgeous and I’m right here with you. We can do this together.”

“But, I’m afraid of how the public’s going to react to these photos when they’re out in the world.” My voice is small and quiet but Chris can still hear me. Chris leans in closer to me, his breath hot against my skin.

My love was as cruel as the cities I lived in

Everyone looked worse in the light

There are so many lines that I've crossed unforgiven

I'll tell you the truth but never goodbye

“Fuck the public. This is about us. About you and me, Lycia. Not them,” He murmurs, his lips grazing the shell of my ear. “We’ll face the world together, no matter what.”

My heart begins to race as I feel Chris’s hand on my waist, pulling me close to him. I can feel the strength in his arms, it makes me feel safe and protected. I pause for a moment and wrap my arms around his tattooed neck, my dark red nails running through his purple hair.

“You always seem to never have any doubts about us,” I whisper as I look into Chris’s brown eyes. “How do you do that?”

Chris smiles at me and runs his fingers through my caramel brown and purple hair before it moves down my neck and rests on my shoulder.

“Because, Lycia, our love is one of a kind. It’s not something that happens every day and when it does, you hold onto it with all your might. I know what we have is special and I don’t doubt it for one second.” Chris murmurs as I feel a warmth spread throughout my body.

I know that he’s right. We have a connection that’s deeper than anything I have ever felt before, even more so than what I felt back when I was still with my first love, Marcus before he died. I couldn’t help thinking about Marcus, I wonder what he would say about me and Chris if he were still alive. I suddenly feel guilty for betraying the love I had for him. Chris notices the change in my demeanor and pulls away slightly, searching my face for any sign of distress.

“Lycia? Are you okay?” He asks, concern etched on his face.

I shake my head, my eyes filling with tears. “I’m sorry, Chris. I don’t know why I thought of him.”

Chris pulls me closer, his arms wrapping tightly around me, offering comfort. “It’s okay, Lycia. I understand. Marcus was a big part of your life and he always will be, but he’s gone now and you need to focus on us right now. The present. The future.”

I nod, my tears dampening Chris’s black suit jacket. I sniffle and look up at him, my eyes red and puffy.

“You’re right, I’m sorry. It’s just that sometimes, I can’t help but think that I’m betraying him by being with you.” I admit, feeling guilty once again. Chris’s expression softens and he wipes my tears away with his vinyl gloved thumb.

“Honey, you’re not betraying him. What we have now is completely separate from what you had with him. You’re allowed to move forward and find love again,” Chris says, his eyes boring into mine. I nod, my breathing starting to even out. “And besides, if Marcus were here, he would want you to be happy. He would want you to find someone who loves you just as much as he did.”

“You’re right,” I say, my voice steady. “I’m not going to let my past hold me back from being happy with you. I love you, Chris. I want to take these photos with you and show the world we’re together.”

Chris smiles and leans down to kiss my temple. “That’s my girl.” He says, his voice laced with pride. “Let's go take some damn good photos and show everyone what they’ve been missing.”

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night

And now I see daylight, I only see daylight

“And I can make your photoshoot just as special,” Chris and I turn our heads after hearing the familiar Dutch accent of our friend, Malakai Black, who walks on set with Lyra by his side. My eyes widen in surprise at hearing this. “I’ve taken plenty of photos of Lyra for BlxckMass, my clothing line when we were first starting out.”

Excitement and gratitude fills my whole being as I look at Malakai and at Lyra, who nods in agreement with him.

“Are you serious?” I ask, my eyes shining with anticipation as Malakai nods.

“Of course, it would be my pleasure,” Malakai replies with a smile, placing a reassuring hand on my shoulder. I beam with excitement, feeling happy to be surrounded by such a supportive group of friends.

“Thank you so much, Malakai. You have no idea how much this means to me,” I reply, feeling tears of joy prickle in the corners of my eyes. Malakai gives me a warm hug before stepping back and getting to work. I feel Chris’s hand slip into mine, giving it a gentle squeeze.

“You ready, babe?” He asks me with a smile. I nod, feeling a sense of calmness wash over me. I know I can do this, with Chris and my friends by my side.

“Yeah, let’s do this.” Chris’s smile widens as he places a soft kiss on the back of my hand.

“Okay. I’ll see you on set,” Chris murmurs as he places a soft kiss on my lips as a grin crosses my face as he, Malakai and Lyra leave so I can finish getting ready.

Angela finishes up my makeup, which is a smokey and vampy look– black eyeshadow and burgundy lips. I change into my dress, which is the “Anaya” dress from Fashion Nova– the dress is made of black faux leather with cut-outs on the side and showing off my fox and deer antler tattoos on my sides and showing off my phoenix tattoo on my hip.

I complete the outfit with a pair of black fishnet stockings and my black faux leather heeled boots from Lamoda. I have my hair curled and I adjust my golden wolf necklace on my neck. I walk out of the dressing room, my heels clicking on the floor.

I walk on set to see Chris, who’s sitting on the black and gray gothic couch that we’ll be using for the shoot. His jaw drops to the floor when he sees me, and I can see that he’s trying to hold himself back because he’s turned on by me. He continues to stare at me until Lyra snaps her fingers in his face to get his attention.

“Hey, save it for your Werewolf performance, dude.” Lyra mutters and Malakai snickers softly as Chris pinches the bridge of his nose, being reminded of how he would thrust his hips near his mic stand when he’d be singing Werewolf on stage.

"Why are you talking about that performance again?” I ask as I glance over at Lyra, Chris meets my eyes and shrugs his shoulders.

“You look stunning in that dress, honey,” Chris murmurs, his voice husky with desire. My eyes widen as I realize what he means and I facepalm. I hear Malakai and Lyra laugh in the background.

“Please tell me that your pants are still dry,” I mutter as Lyra leans in and her hand covers my ear.

“They almost weren’t,” Lyra whispers as Malakai realizes what Lyra told me and he bursts out laughing.

“Can we please get this fucking shoot over with?” Chris grumbles as he glares daggers at Lyra and Malakai nods in agreement.

“Sure, man. Alright, you two. Let’s get started,” Malakai told us as he instructed us to pose. Chris pulls me into his lap, my chest against his back as he nuzzles his face into my hair. I can’t help but feel a little giddy at the thought of being so close to the man I love. My favorite pose is when I lean back to look at him and Chris moves his face close to mine, our noses barely touching as I breathe him in– cologne, coffee and pumpkin spice filling my nose.

I close my eyes as I feel his warm breath on my cheek, my heart thumping loudly in my chest. The way he looks at me makes me feel like I’m the only woman in the world that matters to him. I feel Chris’s hands slide down my arms, as he pulls me closer– our lips just inches apart.

But before our lips could meet, Malakai clears his throat, causing Chris and I to jump slightly apart in embarassment. He captures the perfect shot, our love and chemistry evident in the way we look at each other.

“Okay, that’s a wrap,” Malakai says, smiling at the two of us. “You guys were amazing.”

“Thanks, man,” Chris says, grinning from ear to ear. “Can’t wait to see the finished product.”

I look at Chris, feeling grateful and happy. I feel a sense of contentment in my heart and know that, with Chris by my side, I could face anything that comes my way. I lean in and kiss him, my lips soft and supple against his. As we pull away, I see the love and adoration on his face and we hug each other tightly, feeling the warmth and love only we can give each other.

“I love you,” Chris whispers softly, his hand on the back of my head as he strokes my hair.

“I love you too,” I reply, feeling tears of happiness roll down my cheeks. Suddenly, as our lips are about to meet again, my phone starts ringing. I sigh, pull away from Chris and get off the couch. Lyra hands me my phone.

“Hello?” I speak and I hear a small pause on the other line as I stand, crossing one leg over the other.

“Hey, sis,” It’s my brother, Nicholas. Nicholas has been trying to call me a few times while Chris and I’ve been at our photoshoot. Our conversation switches from English to Portuguese quickly as he tells me that Adrian is in the hospital and isn’t doing well and Chris has a look of worry on his face as I pace back and forth on set.

I end the call ten minutes later and I start to cry, I bury my face in my hands. Chris stands up then and he walks over to me.

“Honey? Is everything okay?” He asks, I look up at him with tears streaming down my face.

“That was my brother, Nicholas,” I say. “Him and my middle brother, Colin, just called to tell me that my little brother, Adrian, isn’t doing well.”

Luck of the draw only draws the unlucky

And so I became the butt of the joke

Chris’s eyes widen as he remembers when I told him how close I am with my three brothers, including Adrian, who had found me after I had overdosed on heroin and had gotten me the medical attention I needed when I had lost Marcus. He takes my hand in his, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“Is he okay? What happened?” Chris asks, concern etches on his face. I shake my head, tears still streaming down my face.

“I don’t know yet. They said he’s in the hospital and it doesn’t look good. I have to fly back home to Baltimore and see him.” I say, my voice is shaking with emotion. Chris wraps his strong arms around me, holding me close as I cry into his chest.

“I’m coming with you,” He says firmly, his voice filling up with determination. I look up at him and I’m touched by his offer.

“You don’t have to,” I say with a shaky voice. “I don’t want to burden you with my family drama.”

“Hey. Stop it,” Chris murmurs sternly, wiping away my tears with his thumb. “You are not a burden to me, Lycia Rose and you never will be. I love you and I’m here for you, no matter what.”

I look up at Chris and I know deep down that I love him more than anything and the fact that he’s willing to be here for me during my family’s crisis is all I need to know.

“Thank you,” I whisper, my voice is full of emotion. “I love you so much.”

Chris smiles down at me, his brown eyes filled with love and tenderness. “I love you too, Lycia. Let’s go see your brother.”

Without another word, we grab our things and head out of the studio, hand in hand. As we walked, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for Chris and the love and support he always gives me. I know that no matter what, we would face it together.

Baltimore/Washington International Thurgood Marshall Airport: Baltimore, Maryland– September 9th, 2023.

The journey back home to Baltimore was exhausting so I wear a simple outfit of a black bomber jacket, a red baby tee from Nasty Gal that says “She Devil” on it, a pair of ripped black skinny jeans and my Vans, filled with silent moments that were cut only by the sound of me sniffling every now and then.

Chris, despite being an anxious mess when he goes on flights, holds my hand and rubs his thumb over the back of my knuckles, his eyes never straying from my face. He knows he has to be strong for me, be the rock I can lean on when things get tough. He knows that the next few days are going to be difficult, but he knows that he has to be there for me.

When we arrive in Baltimore, my brothers are waiting for me at the airport. Nicholas, my older brother who has my brown hair and green eyes and a half sleeve of traditional tattoos on his left arm, wore a white button-down shirt and a pair of gray jeans and converse on his feet. My middle brother, Colin, has his black hair up in a bun, hazel eyes bright and wears a Scream shirt from Saints of The Undead that has Ghostface on the front of it, a pair of skinny jeans and boots.

They rush to me as soon as they see me with Chris, hugging me tightly and telling me how much they love me as Chris steps back to let me have my moment with my brothers but stays close in case I need him. I then turn to Chris and I wave him over toward me and my brothers, Chris walks up to me and he takes my hand in his.

“Nicholas, Colin. This is my boyfriend, Chris. Chris, these are my brothers.” I say. Chris shakes hands with Nicholas and Colin, his face solemn and serious. He can see that my brothers are also worried about Adrian’s condition.

“Thank you for coming with Lycia,” Nicholas says, his voice laced with gratitude. “We appreciate it.”

“Of course,” Chris replies. “I’m here for her.”

Colin put his hand on my shoulder, looking at her with concern and love. “Let’s go to the hospital, sis. We need to see Adrian.”

I nod as I wipe away tears from my eyes as I walk alongside my brothers toward the exit, Colin takes one look back at Chris as he walks next to me and says to me softly: “Your boyfriend looks so familiar. What does he do professionally?”

“My boyfriend’s the lead singer of Motionless In White,” I reply as Colin’s eyes widen in recognition.

“Wait, Chris Motionless? THE Chris Motionless?!” Colin whispers as I chuckle lightly at his reaction.

“Yes, that Chris Motionless,” I tell him with a smile on my face.

“Wow,” Colin says, impressed. “I had no idea you were dating such a famous musician.”

I blush, feeling a bit uncomfortable with the attention. “He’s just Chris to me,” I say softly, feeling Chris’s hand squeeze mine in reassurance as we head for the hospital.

I wounded the good and I trusted the wicked

Clearin' the air, I breathed in the smoke

We reach the hospital, University of Maryland Medical Center and my heart is racing. I can’t bear the thought of losing my baby brother, I already have lost my first love and the grief nearly killed me in the past. I’m thankful that Chris is here with me, holding my hand tightly, giving me the strength I need to face anything that comes my way.

We enter the hospital room and find Adrian hooked up to multiple machines, my heart aches at the sight of seeing my little brother like this. I rush to his side, tears stream down my face as I hold his hand tightly. Chris stands behind me, a hand on my back as he offers me some silent support.

The hours ticked by as my family and I wait for updates on Adrian’s condition. Chris stays by my side the whole time, never leaving me alone. He knows how difficult it is for me to watch my brother struggle like this, and he’s determined to stay there no matter what.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, the doctor comes in to give us all an update. He explains that Adrian has contracted some strain of pneumonia after being infected with COVID and is in critical condition but the hospital staff are doing their best to keep him alive. The news hit me hard and I burst into tears again. Chris wraps his arms around me and holds me tightly as I cry into his chest.

It was a sleepless night for me and my family. We all have barely slept, all of us taking turns by Adrian’s side, watching him breathe through the machines. I sigh and wipe away my tears as I glance into the window of Adrian’s room. Nicholas walks up to me and gives me a side hug, I lay my head on his shoulder as I listen to the beeps of the machines in Adrian’s room.

“So, how’s Chris treating you?” Nicholas asks as I pull away from the hug. “You know, since Marcus died?”

“He’s wonderful,” I explain. “He’s been my rock through all of this, I have never had someone love me the way that he does, he always makes me laugh and he surprises me when I don’t expect him to.”

“Like right now?” Nicholas and I turn to see Chris walking towards me with a pumpkin spice latte and food for my brothers from Starbucks in his hand. He kisses me on the cheek as he hands me my coffee and food. “And something to brighten your day.”

Chris pulls out a single Queen of The Night tulip from behind his back, I feel tears spring into my eyes at the sight of my favorite dark purple flower in his hand.

“Chris, you didn’t have to do this,” I say softly.

“I know, honey, but I wanted to,” Chris replies, smiling at me. “I’d do anything to make you feel even a little bit better.”

I lean in to kiss Chris, grateful for his unwavering love and support. As I pull away, Chris takes my hand in his. “Let’s go for a walk. Some fresh air will do you some good.”

I nod and follow Chris out of the hospital, taking my coffee and food with me as we walk in silence for a while, enjoying the warmth of the sun on our skin and the cool breeze blowing through our hair.

As we walk, I can’t help but still feel guilty. Guilty over any type of happiness while Adrian’s fighting for his life in that hospital bed. Chris senses my distress as he squeezes my hand gently.

“What’s the matter, my sweet Lycia?” He asks. “Talk to me.”

“It’s just not fair,” My voice shakes with emotion as I speak. “Why did this have to happen to Adrian? He didn’t deserve to be going through this.”

Chris pulls me into his arms, holding me tightly as I cry into his chest. His fingers run through my caramel brown and purple hair, his heart aching as he listens to my sobs.

“Honey, look at me,” Chris put both of his tattooed hands on my face, lifting it up so our eyes met, yellow-green hazel and brown. “I know it’s not fair, but we can’t change what happened. All we can do now is be there for him and hope for the best.”

“I can’t lose him, Chris,” I sniffle. “I’ve already lost Marcus and that damn near killed me, I don’t know what I’d do if I lost my baby brother too.”

Chris wipes away my tears and pulls me into another embrace, his chin resting on the top of my head.

“You won’t lose him, Lycia,” He whispers. “Adrian is strong, just like you are. He’ll pull through this, you have to trust me. I know you’re worried and I know you’re scared. But you have me, baby. You will always have me.”

Maybe you ran with the wolves and refused to settle down

Maybe I've stormed out of every single room in this town

Threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now

It's brighter now, now

I feel a flicker of warmth ignite in my chest as Chris speaks, his words sinking in and calming my nerves. I look up at him, my yellow-green hazel eyes meeting his calm brown ones and I see the sincerity and love behind them. I know he’s right, Adrian is strong and he will pull through this.

I pull away from Chris slightly and smile weakly at him. “Thank you, Christopher Cerulli. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

Chris places a gentle kiss on my forehead and wraps an arm around me. “You won’t ever have to find out, Lycia. I’ll always be here for you, through thick and thin.”

We continue on our walk, taking peaceful steps through the grassy park adjacent to the hospital. I inhale the scent of my dark purple tulip and feel the comfort of Chris’s touch as we walk. The sun’s setting, painting the sky with hues of pink and purple as we sit on a bench.

I feel a wave of peace wash over me as I look over at my Chris Motionless, whose purple hair matches the purple of the sunset sky, his jawline and neck tattoo and his brown eyes which hold so much love for me, I feel my heart flutter in my chest.

As we sat there, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for Chris’s love. I know it’s rare to find someone who loves you unconditionally, accepts and supports you through everything and cherishes every moment with you. I found that in Chris and I’m grateful for it every day.

But as the sun sets and the sky darkens, my thoughts turn back to Adrian and his condition. My heart aches with worry and fear. He notices my distress and pulls me closer, his arm protectively around my shoulders.

“Hey, now.” He says softly, cupping my chin and tilting my face so I look at him. “Don’t worry so much, my love. Everything’s going to be okay.”

I nod but my fears continue to plague my mind. I lean my head against Chris’s broad chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart and drawing comfort from it. In this moment, I know I’m safe with him and he would do anything to keep it that way.

As we sit there, a cool breeze picks up and sends a shiver through my body and I left my bomber jacket inside the hospital with Nicholas and Adrian. Chris notices and immediately stands up, taking off his leather jacket. Without a single word, he drapes it over my shoulders, his fingers lingering on my skin for a moment.

I stare up at Chris, struck by the tenderness of his gesture. I could feel his warmth through the jacket as well as smell his cologne too. I reach up and wrap my arms around his neck, smiling softly at him as I shake my head.

“What?” Chris asks as he looks at me and tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear.

“I just love being in love with you, Christopher Cerulli,” I whisper. Chris grins at my words, feeling a rush of affection towards me. He leans in and kisses me deeply, his lips moving with mine with a passion that makes my heart race.

“I love being in love with you too, Lycia,” Chris murmurs against my lips when we finally pull away. “You mean everything to me.”

I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you

(I can never look away)

I don't wanna think of anything else now that I thought of you

(Things will never be the same)

My smile widens as I lean in to kiss him again, our lips meet in perfect sync. As we kiss, I hear my phone go off, I break our kiss and look down at my phone to see a text message from our friend, Malakai Black.

Malakai: Hey Lycia. I have a few photos from the shoot I took of you and Chris the other day. Sending them to you now.

I feel a sudden excitement surge through me, eager to see the photos. I show the message to Chris and we both look through the photos, admiring the stunning shots Malakai had captured.

“You look so beautiful,” Chris says, his eyes fixed on the photo of us sitting on the black and gray gothic couch, him sitting up against the wall with me in his arms.

“You’re not too bad looking yourself, Motionless,” I tease, a playful gleam in my eyes. Chris chuckles and pulls me close in his arms, kissing my forehead sweetly.

“Let’s go check on your little brother,” He says, his tone more serious. I nod and stand up, Chris following suit with his arm still wrapped around me. As we walk back through the entryway of the hospital and go up to Adrian’s room, I pause when I see my parents, Daniel and Sophia, sitting with Nicholas and Colin.

“Honey? What’s the matter?” Chris asks. I look over at Chris, my eyes fill with angry tears as I grit my teeth, remembering the years of verbal abuse my parents put me through after I was sexually assaulted at fourteen. I go to confront them but Nicholas steps in front of me.

“Mom, Dad, I know you’re here to see Adrian, but if you say anything negative towards our sister, you both can leave right now.” Nicholas says.

I give my brother a small hug before turning to my parents. “You don’t get to act like everything is normal. I’m glad you’re here for Adrian but don’t even think of minimizing my feelings. I know what you’ve said to me in the past and I’ll never forget it.”

With that, I turn away so they couldn’t see the tears falling down my face. Chris put his arm around me and pull me close to him.

“You don’t have to talk to them if you don’t want to,” He whispers before leading me out of the room.

Once we’re in the hallway, I cry into his shirt as Chris holds me close, not saying a word. He just wants to make sure that I’m okay. When the tears stop, Chris tightens his arms around me, not releasing me until I’m ready to talk. When I step back, he looks into my eyes and wipes away my tears.

“I’m so sorry, baby,” He says. “I know your parents hurt you and that just can’t be erased. But I’m here for you and will do anything I can to help you heal.”

I give him a warm smile and hug him again, my arms wrapping around his neck and my fingers stroking his purple hair. When our eyes meet again, my heart melts.

I've been sleepin' so long in a twenty-year dark night

(Now I'm wide awake)

And now I see daylight (Daylight), I only see daylight (Daylight)

“Thank you, Chris.” I say softly, leaning in for a kiss. “Thank you for being here for me, holding me when I need you to. I love you.”

Chris smiles and kisses me back before taking my hand in his and leading me back to go check on Adrian. Through the rest of the visit, I’m grateful to have Chris by my side, understanding my pain and comforting me when it got to be too much.

The next day, after being in the hospital with my brothers and worrying so much about Adrian’s condition, Chris decides to take me out on a date in Baltimore. I’d been woken up by feeling Chris kissing all over my skin.

“Good morning, beautiful,” He says as he looks into my eyes, his bare tattooed upper body on display. I smile and hug him tightly, thankful for his undying support. I know I can rely on him when things get rough and he understands me like no one else. I know I’m lucky to have him in my life.

“Thank you for everything you’ve done for me and continue to do for me,” I say as I kiss him on the lips sweetly. Chris blushes and smiles at my words.

“You don’t have to thank me,” He murmurs. “I just want to make sure you’re happy and you’re able to enjoy life even during tough times. Now, let’s get dressed and go have some fun, okay?”

I nod and get out of bed and change into my outfit– an oversized Scooby Doo graphic tee from Nasty Gal, a pair of black wet look leggings from Black Milk Clothing as well as one of Chris’s faux leather jackets, I’m now ready to revisit my old stomping grounds in Baltimore with Chris by my side. We start our day with Chris surprising me by taking me to go get some lovely vegan breakfast, as well as taking me back to my favorite place and escape– Edgar Allan Poe’s Home & Museum.

As we walk through the rooms of Poe’s house, I can’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia– remembering when I used to come here to escape when I was growing up, how it became one of the first places I took photos of when I started out in the photography field. Now, with Chris by my side, the experience’s much sweeter. I take Chris’s hand in mine and led him into one of the smaller rooms with a nook.

“Can we sit here for a moment?” I ask as I point to the cushioned nook. Chris nods and sits down, pulling me into his lap.

“You know, this place has always given me a sense of relief,” I say as I lean my head on his shoulder. “I used to come here to escape everything that was happening in my life. This place is actually one of the first places that I took photographs of when I was first starting out as a photographer.”

(Now I'm wide awake)

And now I see daylight (Daylight), I only see daylight (Daylight)

I only see daylight, daylight, daylight, daylight

Chris rests his chin on my shoulder as he listens to me, he knows how much this place means to me and he’s glad he could be here with me.

“I remember you telling me on our first date,” He says softly. “You’ve come so far since then. You’re an amazing photographer, Lycia.”

I smile as I feel a rush of pride wash over me as I look into his loving brown eyes, my hand reaching up to caress his tattooed jawline.

“Thanks, Chris. You always know how to make me feel better,” I say. Chris leans in to kiss me deeply, he loves the way my lips feel against his and how my body seems to melt in his arms. He would do anything for me.

After our visit to Poe’s house and seeing his gravesite, Chris and I decide to take a boat ride out on the water. It’s a beautiful day, despite it being a bit chilly out and the water is calm and sparkling. As we board the boat, hand in hand, Chris can’t help but look over at me– I’m a sight to behold, my caramel brown and purple hair waving in the breeze, my yellow-green hazel eyes gleaming with excitement.

Chris knows that he’s lucky to have me in his life and kept the promise to make sure that I’m happy every day that we’re together. The boat ride is a peaceful one, the two of us sitting close by as we watch the water go by. I lean my head on Chris’s chest and I let out a contented sigh.

“This place is so beautiful,” I say. “I’m glad we decided to come out here, I’ve missed it so much.”

Chris smiles and wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to him.

“Not as beautiful as you are,” He says. “I just want to make you happy, Lycia and to clear your mind today. You mean so much to me.”

I smile and look at Chris, my eyes piercing his soul as my fingers caress his face.

“You make me happy every day, Chris. There’s no one else I’d rather be than with you.” I lean in and capture his lips with mine in a passionate kiss, both of us savoring the moment. Chris holds me close, never letting go of me.

We pull away from the kiss, where Chris proceeds to place small butterfly kisses on my face, making me start to giggle. He wanted to hear me laugh, he hadn’t heard it since we’d arrived in Baltimore because I’ve been so worried about Adrian being in the hospital.

As our laughter died down and we sit down in comfortable silence, I begin to fiddle with the bottom of my shirt, pulling at the fabric nervously. Chris can tell that something is on my mind.

“What’s wrong, baby?” Chris asks, gently. I sigh and meet his calm brown eyes.

“I’m just worried about Adrian,” I say, my voice filled with sadness. “I feel like I should be there with him.”

Chris reaches over and takes my hand in his own, giving it a reassuring squeeze.

“We’ll go and see him after this,” Chris murmurs. “But for now, let’s just enjoy this moment together.”

I nod, a small smile crossing my face. We continue our boat ride, the sun beginning to set over the horizon. It’s getting colder but Chris didn’t want to let go of my hand. He knows that there are tough times ahead and he also knows that he and I are in it together, no matter what.

And I can still see it all (In my mind)

All of you, all of me (Intertwined)

I once believed love would be (Black and white)

But it's golden (Golden)

As the boat ride comes to an end, Chris leans in to whisper in my ear: “I love you more than anything in this world.”

I turn to him and with a smile on my face, whispered back: “I love you more than anything in this world too.”

We share another sweet kiss together before we head back to the hospital together to see Adrian and as long as I have Chris with me– I can face this and get through it.

And I can still see it all (In my head)

Back and forth from New York (Sneakin' in your bed)

I once believed love would be (Burnin' red)

But it's golden

Like daylight, like daylight

Like daylight, daylight…..

#darkness finds you universe #chris motionless x lycia winters #chris motionless #motionless in white #chris motionless fan fic #motionless in white fan fic #Spotify

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besides the actual primary hope for any season of billions, which is taylor mason material that can be enjoyed b/c what the hell is the point otherwise, it’s like hey can rian like i don’t know. become comprehensible as a role and you know obviously the main way to define that is like, way to have made The Primary Thing about this character now her being involved in this already semi existent, mostly potential sex scandal, for the love of christ can you instead make the main thing about her character Other Shit She’s Doing, and also can there be an established context of “why is she doing that shit” like, just go ahead and let us know why she is motivated to still be here when her being noncommital & aspiring to up & walk out eventually was a whole thing. is she still just waiting on those camping trip numbers? is her relationship with taylor now like “wow i’m a part of something so i’ll stick around” motivation? could we know what tf that relationship is exactly lmao. why is it suddenly a factor that taylor makes a pass out of the blue and rian’s like sorry, i’m afraid of how much i would love you. is that weird like standing [love interest] status hanging over things indefinitely? is the potential for more of that sex scandal material going to hang over them & us indefinitely or was the point “wow, this is some shit, right? anyways” which we can’t know ig until prince gets run over by a bus and it’s like well i guess that was never brought up again, thank god

b/c really it’s like, highdarknesses (opposite of highlights) quotes from brian koppelman podcastingly interviewing eva victor there are him saying “there’s nothing anyone can do about that” re: winston liking rian, flippant at the time but wretchedly all the more so in retrospect clearly when for some reason it was an extended joke on winston. but even more so going What The Hell about his remark that in introducing rian she was always meant to be A Major Player when like. sure there was some prominence in “here’s rian being this mentee / foil for taylor” certainly, relevant to us, fun source of interesting taylor material, but really only relevant To taylor. the majorest thing she did otherwise was help them set axe up for the end of s5 there. and then she hasn’t really affected much of anything besides [character material for taylor] (this is the most important thing you can do, but like, in terms of broader plot relevance here) until again suddenly everything about her character that happened prior was like “uhh i guess taylor’s like ‘we could be romantically involved’ now” and then even less relevantly, all the shit from jumping prince’s bones b/c even though the last thing she does prior is tell taylor how prudently she’s Already considered their potential romantic involvement & deemed it unwise but also she’s already now Worrying about the potential consequences of taylor’s feelings in the wake of this rejection. and then we’re supposed to believe that she does not then, nor has she similarly prior, thought about Any Consequences At All for fucking the public figure billionaire who’s everyone’s boss and even plausibly shittier than apparently she assumes atm??? when the only thing i think he’s Supposed to have going for him here (besides the convenience of this being his terrible looking apartment and apparently rian being like well the one consequence i’ve thought of is if i’d be in love through work, which i wouldn’t be here, which is funny, but these things hardly seem like Reason Enough) is what, it’s supposed to be like ooh he’s so [you’re not hot you’re in the mcu] bland rando attractive? if she’s noticed this ahead of time like again call me [kind of a dilf reblog] mclovin, based on what you’ve Just told us about the character, would she not have thought about the complications of actually doing so, same as she’s just instantly ready with a lil let em down easy speech for taylor should they suddenly proposition her one of these days. like clearly we just have to accept [nobody understands why rian As A Character would do this, or more so, not Not do this] because this lets this plot point happen that they want to have happen

it really smacks of like. so did you write in this new A Young Woman character b/c it’s like hey on the one hand, taylor can have a mentee for the first time when that’s a fun development for a character who started off as axe’s foil mentee intern, and on the other hand, since we’ve also introduced prince this season and already know the major general shit about the character, we can next season reveal the extend of his asshattery and i guess Kind Of touch on “things can get fucked up with young women and men in power especially significantly older ones huh” like yeah, and then to explore that we need A Young Woman, and that’s how rian ends up being more of a plot device than a character in the most relevant material she’s ever gotten? Feminism Win we’re introducing one of now three (smash cut to mid s6) one of now four (smash cut to the next episode) one of now three women at this fund and our biggest plan for her is to be the A Young Woman in a sex scandal that’s About this new central character so we can be surprised at how shit he is (=

And when that comes into play it’s also like okay uh is she now just this standing love interest for another character. like that’s fine in theory, the dynamic is baffling in practice, but it’s also sure like. yep this is sure a character who’s a woman huh and is now This more relevant than being taylor’s mentee? are their interactions now Mostly in the context of being each other’s Theoretical love interest, or like, are they friends or. dunno. anyways it’s still like billions there’s all of two other women at prince cap rn. i know others have names and even occasional dialogue but there’s three women here. so

and like one can examine this generously like well hey. in ways this kind of creates this Immersive Experience lmfao like wow i fucking hate this & having this hanging over us forever now & what a goddamn disaster like well that’s rian’s situation now too, except yknow. even from that angle, (a) this is what’s applied to a third of the named, significantly bedialogued women in this place and (b) loathed that this was happening entirely Before the finale when it supposedly shifted into obviously being a problem, and Not because of anything like wow thought prince was such an okay guy, i can’t believe he’d use people around him on a whim for his own entertainment and gratification and despite knowing his own power / insulation and that what he takes advantage of can be huge problems for the people he’s using, he just needs there to be enough active participation to then turn the blame on you like well *i* knew this was a bad idea and a worse idea of yours but that’s on you, try getting some more power about it and if you can’t that’s Also on you....and is the meta “wow yeah we hate this curse too” element worth it here. like This is primarily what the character is for now. great. and Again like “ooh maybe this Consumes the future of the character just as it would for her as a person” like great except again, is it worth it like everything else abt this character is now subsumed & consumed by this? And what would really make most sense is rian just peacing out at this point, but since she’s here still it’s like. Why. what’s her motivation for doing things at this point. apparently she does have a future but because her most prominent material here involved her being more Plot Device / A Woman Who Can Be Given As Much Dialogue As You Want than [everything more specific / any details about the character] it’s like see, i don’t even know what else you would’ve done with the character anyways now. or like “wow just like irl, a sex scandal here would reduce someone to Some Woman rather than a person” wherein this is Not just like irl b/c a character is only representative of a theoretical Person, rather than actual people being actually people, and also we Do already know rian as a character with all these other details even if i couldn’t really tell you w/much confidence what exactly she’s like or what her motivations are, and since she’s still here we will in fact continue to see more specifics about her as this theoretical person, and the whole point of this post is that “and i hope to god that the material doesn’t Just make it all about ‘boy i hope i’m not caught up in prince’s Image Problems sex scandal’” like idk do something with her lol, and i don’t know What, b/c what else is going on with her? being friends with taylor? still being mentored? really not sure. maybe she’d have more to do in tmc if taylor’s busier with coheading but like, alright, she was already the sole employee for all intents and purposes. make something up i guess

and tragic that an actual friendship b/w rian & winston doesn’t seem possible, nail in the coffin moment when rian will start up an exchange with winston like “haha taylor’s antics, right” and winston’s like “haha yeah” and rian will interrupt like “fuck you, too obnoxious much?” and winston will go “for fuck’s sake :\” like at this point just pretend she’s not there if she’s trying to talk to you, rian’s approach has to change if there’s going to be any genuine positive relationship here at all and there’s zero indication she’s going to change it, so. alas that being established as similar to taylor has this difference of like, taylor shows up and goes “oh this is my funny little guy” and their friendship with him is one of the most important things in their life still, rian shows up and goes “oh this is my funny little guy” and is a devoted bully to this one specific person in a way nobody else around here has ever been. which frankly is Interesting, one of the most interesting things going on with her still like, why’s rian have this bullying tendency that she lets out so immediately and easily and often, and for this long, and with zero indication she’s ever reflecting on the issue? But for this to be actually explored, it’d need to be, you know, actually explored, and b/c of that indication rian’s going to do any reflection or change, seems like another character would need to Note the situation and say anything to her about it that might yield some further analysis, but so far so [nobody has ever done that], would make most sense for taylor to do so as someone who knows winston and knows rian and also these are both their employees and rian’s their mentee or what have you. but anyways it’s like, despite the fact they’re Not friends like mafee and taylor are, sure is Already still inherently more interesting that like, rian’s character just becomes livelier / more elevated when interacting with winston on average, even if half the time that means giving him shit; it still applies. like, again, if rian talking with wags for some reason is Classic / Standard Rian it’s like. oh ok. it’s not that interesting lmfao like she’s....slightly more spontaneous than other characters. has a slight element of individual flair even though that’s been diminished from the degree of 5x05 through 5x07 / pre hiatus rian’s flair tbh. might be allowed to be ambiguous sexuality’d if The Person she was in a relationship with where like bounds & individual privacy beget suspicion is never gendered. (except evidently get ready for the sexuality that is “would fuck prince,” rights.) it’s like well great i guess that she’ll have A Real Conversation with wags that the audience is shown, and all the exchanges she has with winston that seem normal enough are mostly or entirely offscreen, wherein even then it seems to be less of an actual reciprocal exchange vs like. For The Moment rian wants something else from winston than to be her punching bag / entertainment, so instead will converse with him about something without dunking him into hell, until naturally her material with taylor regains prominence and whatever half of a thread she was having with winston is shrugged off. but it’s like, yeah it’s like depressing the longer this goes on lmfao that winston clearly wants Some positive connection with rian, potentially not just including that he did have a crush for a while there though that seems entirely in the past by now, while rian Still doesn’t seem interested in seeing him as a person rather than a source of entertainment in that she apparently enjoys making him feel bad but also just like, if she wants to talk about / get backup about xyz in the first place yeah she May talk about it with winston, but once she’s gotten whatever she wanted there, that interaction doesn’t count for anything beyond that. but again it’s like, rian’s dynamic w/anyone else is not so elevated as it is with winston, even in terms of treating him shittily, which again is like. well that’s fine lmao it’s Something about rian to be sure, this apparent Tendency she has despite talking about not hating, she presumably doesn’t have the like, simmering loathing for winston style of hating but she doesn’t treat him like a person.....like this is perfectly Relevant for billions for a character to be like that, and even potentially for it to never be explored b/c everyone’s like “yes, this is either Correct and/or Normal for someone to treat winston badly, b/c he brings it upon himself” like yeah very billions, even for winston to just never give up on interacting with rian / accept this treatment too as at least normal. idk if the [rian gives winston shit at any time] thread continues it’s like sigh well what else is new. it at least gives the both of them more varied material and generally has Something fun about it, like i suppose they can keep it. but it would also be Something if again it was reflected on in any way, including if you know, there was any consequence that mattered to the person as a way of addressing the matter, as often happens around here, like it Would make sense if at this point winston wants to avoid interactions with rian / is neutral at best towards her if not in the realm of dislike, since you know, she doesn’t care about how he feels save in the contexts of “sometimes i want him to support / help / agree with me on something” or “sometimes i want to make him feel bad b/c that amuses me,” that’s cause for dislike, and we’ve never seen or heard of her genuinely offering him anything more positive in this relationship/dynamic, so. but re: this post it’s also like, this is like the one other person besides taylor that rian even Has some dynamic with, unless you count wags going dad mode the once, when they arbitrarily have a thread for one episode so she can learn to more confidently do research and present it to taylor. which makes it all the more like, well it’s too bad that this rare Dynamic is so unilateral and static then since it’s winston vs the brick wall of rian i guess going “wow i hate his autistic swag and how he’s not mcu cast hot so i’d never think of anything re: him like even casual hookups, or basic respect as a person” and like, another classic inadvertent [billions canon does shit we discuss / What If about, just v slightly to the left] territory when it’s like hey, winston’s sure Juxtaposed with like, ways you’re “supposed” to act to be taken seriously as a cool winner and pedal to the metal Career Ambition shit, huh? seems like this person who’s immediately interested in / relating to rian at her idiosyncratically weirdest & inherently least adapted to this place might be someone to talk to / get input from in contrast with taylor mentoring her. and then apparently her main interest is like, this immediate emotional bloodlust lol to keep him around as a desk toy to kick around, but then suddenly here’s winston and tuk being more of genuinely friends than he’s gotten from any other coworkers it seems, and winston’s approach is just immediate Support and, truly, offering that support just inherently for tuk as he is as a person, Not telling him how to act righter / be more of a cool winner / ramp up the business ambition or anything. and we can only guess if this will result in anything in particular or if it’s just a side joke that won’t really be relevant to anything that happens, since that seems to be the realm to which winston’s consigned, getting the butt of a joke or being a plot device in someone else’s plot arc, and other than that basically being a background extra for all intents & purposes. which as always stated is like well that restricts his character but also other characters who interact with him and Could have a genuine dynamic w/him that affects their own characters, except for that they can’t b/c everyone has to see him as an unserious joke, who knows if the writing overall is only ever interested in that too vs like. yknow like jeez even give him one c plot arc in one episode in one season ever and it’s Not even about him being bullied or something, but i don’t know. but rian’s interest in immediately deciding someone who's so unhot and annoying can be indefinitely pwned by her may never like, be anything that affects her character otherwise, i.e. nobody will ever challenge her on it / she’ll never end up changing her perspective on it (or even just him, either, given that “his physical characteristics” and “his being an autistic character / his entire personality” can’t change too much, unless the latter gets some subplot like hooray winston’s absorbing and perfectly adhering to the organic / diy aba others are inflicting on him, which, No Thanks) then it’s like, this isn’t a very dynamic dynamic, but. it is Something and there’s not much else going on. re: winston my high hopes here are getting to point at the screen like hey, there’s winston. and i guess the devil we know in rian giving him shit is like sigh. well it’s just another possible form of material for them both, huh.

anyways really the tl;dr here is just an even wearier sigh about the odds that the plans for rian as a character even upon introduction were primarily “we need A Young Woman with enough focus to Be focused on for a few eps, for a subplot that really just serves [establishing more shit about prince]” and then “and hey she can be like a mentee for taylor, who will otherwise have no employees by the end of the season, since winston doesn’t count.” and even if it was the other way around, i.e. a mentee for taylor was the primary idea and Then like, and hey, here’s why it’d be great if the character is some early twenties woman (=, again the fact that everything prior about rian is superseded by this accursed sex scandal subplot / element and also all other info about her makes little to no sense trying to reconcile it with her as a character rather than becoming a plot device in ways overly convenient / contradictory to her being a specific character. like, ffs give her something else to do. is [being taylor’s mentee] still a thing? feels like one should more confidently be able to say either way, but i sure don’t know what personal or professional somethingship is between them either way at this point or how it motivates them. i can’t feel that invested b/c the character’s confusing / unclear and now all the less enjoyable for being saddled with this curse being The Most Relevant Thing and where it’s like, give her something else to do so that a) there’s Something Else and b) so that you didn’t just introduce one of few women characters to be “a major player” where that primarily applies to This. please ugh lol even if i’m not particularly interested one way or another b/c the handling of the character so far just killed plenty of interest, just like, on principle. what the hell else do you have set up for her anyways, that’s already part of the problem, why is it that going into this next season there’s so little idea what rian has going on, like what she thinks of taylor and her relationship with them, a hug does not just clarify everything that’s happened nor tell us what terms they’ll be on going forward here, or why she hasn’t been like eh yeah i’ll get the rest of my camping trip money elsewhere at this point. like the moral is a) can this character who is still all of one of three women at prince cap have more going on than “this is the one who had sex w/prince for some reason and that getting out would be unpleasant for her. makes you think” where even if i feel neutral and uninterested in any & all further material for her it’s still inherently positive on principle and don’t really have high hopes for fun at this juncture like how b) it’s like season four all over again re: winston material like well he’ll show up and it’ll be like pointing hey there’s winston and c) the point of billions is fun taylor material and for s7 specifically boy what’s going on with them and philip, a dynamic already more vivacious and comprehensible in a few eps than the dynamic they’ve had with rian for like a season and a half, f

#winston billions #tl;dr Weary Sigh

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This, That or The Other

Ponytail, Bun or French Braid? It’s a bitch to perfect, but I think it looks the neatest.

Pop, Rap or R&B? I like the chill vibes.

Sprite, 7Up or Water? Mainly because I don’t drink soda.

Pizza, Nachos or Cheeseburgers? I used to be a burger person but idk, along the way my preference for pizza took over since it’s the easiest to eat and what I also find to be the most versatile.

Yoga, Dance or Lifting Weights? I don’t work out but in the rare times that I have to do it, I’ve gotten the most relief and sense of accomplishment from lifting weights. Yoga I’ve dabbled in but I was quick to discover that I wasn’t going to be interested in it; and my body has just never cooperated when it comes to dancing.

Coleslaw, Cooked Cabbage or Potato Salad? I like the mayonnaise that goes with coleslaw.

Jeep, Mini Cooper or Truck? My dream car is a Mini.

Spring, Winter or Fall? I’ve always had a fascination with winter and snow. I guess it’s mainly because I have yet to see snow and experience super cold weather.

Fourth of July, Halloween or Valentines Day? I honestly do not care much for any of these but my interest in horror leads me to pick Halloween.

Playstation, Xbox or Nintendo Switch? Always been a Playstation household. I like Nintendo too and we do have a Switch, but I think overall I’ll always have a personal connection with the Playstation series.

Vampires, Werewolves or Zombies? Twilight’s fault, lmao.

Horror, Comedy or Romance? Romcom is my favorite genre but I don’t like watching movies that are either solely comedy or solely romance.

Reading, Doodling or Board Games? I haven’t read a novel in a while, but I don’t think my love for reading in general will ever fade out. It’s the reason I started writing and have been building my career around it, after all.

Mayonnaise, Honey Mustard or Relish? It’s my favorite condiment.

Word Association

Meal: Bento boxes.

Whale: Kore and the song Whalien 52.

Pen: Penmanship.

Jump: Nuga nareul magado naui gal gireul gandago? Hahahaha.

Minus: Math.

Example: Leadership.

Drawing: Doodles.

Send: The song Message In A Bottle by The Police.

Who: The Who.

Apple: Steve Jobs.

Swim: A pool.

Kind: Friends.

Four: Beyoncé.

Married: My parents.

True or False/Yes or No Section (Random)

You know how to load a gun False. And I don’t really have an interest in learning how to.

You are older than 25 years old Not quite; I turned 24 this year.

You hate the color yellow I used to strongly dislike it there are certain shades that have grown on me, like mustard yellow. I still don’t like super bright shades of yellow though.

Your favorite season is summer Not really. My favorite season, at least in the ideal sense, is winter.

You have had a body part pierced before Yeah my parents had my ears pierced as a baby. I’ve never gotten a piercing of my will, though.

You know how to play the piano I’ve never learned and the few melodies I know how to play is purely out of memorization as I’ve always regretted the fact that I never took lessons.

You have a pet cat or cat(s) We had Arlee before, but she passed away in 2020 and she also wasn’t technically mine but my sister’s.

You have seen someone pass away in person No. I dread the day I’ll have to face this.

You have worked as a cashier before The only internships/jobs I’ve had were already related to my desired field, which is public relations and a little bit of marketing.

You have never been on an airplane My first plane ride was when I was 11 and have been on a handful of trips since then.

You know how to surf I don’t. I’m afraid of falling into the water hahaha so I’ve never tried.

You can't whistle I can.

You can tie a knot in a cherry stem with just your tongue I’ve never tried, so I’ll give this a no for now.

You have children Well, this is an easy no.

Have You Ever..

Shot a deer? Never.

Seen a house fire? I’ve only seen fires from a distance; hoping this is something I’ll never have to experience.

Went ice skating? So many times as a kid. It was one of my favorite things to do.

Adopted? We adopted Arlee a few years ago.

Seen a shooting star? I don’t think I have, actually.

Taken more than 10 surveys in one day? I most definitely have.

Took on a hobby because it is something your significant other liked? I dabbled in shit here and there because I knew that’s what they had been into and I wanted to be a part of those experiences with them every now and then, yeah.

Seen GhostBusters (new or original)? Not my kind of movie.

Been kicked out of a store? My friends and I got asked to leave a McDonald’s once because they were making too much noise lol.

Had a one night stand? No and it’s not something I’ll ever do, I think. You do you, though.

Complained about something and then turned around and ended up liking it? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAKPOPHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

Stayed in the house for 24 hours straight? The year 2020 would like to say hi.

#survey #surveys

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bc i am waaaaay too lazy to go through all 100 of those questions and the questions you asked me were all so funnnnn: two, six, fourteen but you don't have to answer, twenty-one, twenty-four, twenty-nine but only if you have a specific answer, forty-one, forty-two, fifty, fifty-five, sixty-one, seventy-five, seventy-six again if you want, eighty-eight, ninety, ninety-seven, ninety-nine, one hundred :D

welp. i typed a lot of these questions and then it deleted them, so i’m going to have a quick cry face down in a marsh and then i’ll brb

okay, now that that's taken care of, let me try again: hilarious and inspired choice, i will absolutely answer those, but like, under the napkin (aka the cut because i talk a lot)

2. What kind of emotions do the stars evoke for you, if any? The ocean, the sky, the moon? i think i might underappreciate the ocean a little too much. maybe because i basically grew up right by the seaside and have the most experience with like the coast and all that. i love the ocean though, especially the fully-clothed, chilling with a book and a stiff sea breeze type of ocean (absolutely hate the beach for summer beach things). all four make me feel very peaceful and thoughtful and grateful and small, but not in a bad way. i do have glow-in-the-dark stars in the shape of constellations (did i send you my star tour, bud?) on my bedroom ceiling...

6. If you have siblings, are you similar to them, and in what ways? it's kind of funny because i used to think that my sister and i were very different, but as we've gotten older, i'm not so sure anymore. in many ways we still are very different, but especially as kids we both kind of marked our territory out once we were old enough. i was always academic and introverted and nerdy and she was always athletic and extroverted and not really into fandom stuff. she took team sports and i took individual artistic sports. i stole art from her (consciously! intentionally!) and did music and theatre. she took trends and teenage drinking (not a dig, lol) and lots and lots of friends. we're still pretty different: i'm still really academic and introverted and kind of a maximalist (hoarder), she's still very into aesthetics and extroverted, and is SO in neutrals and natural colors. but we've eased the boundaries a lot. we both love soccer and have a pretty wide overlap in our music taste. she is a photographer and we both love kids (especially HER kid). i think we value in a similar way and we're both NOT ones to get like... publically emotional without REAL reason... idk, we're not as different as we thought we were

14. What are you worried about right now, if anything? i'm always reminded of the penguin comic when i talk about the two of us and worrying. when am i ever NOT worried about something?? but honestly, between maturing a bit over the last ~half decade, and been on a decent dose of SSRIs for anxiety that i caught from the pandemmy, i'm at least BETTER about working around, through, and over my anxiety. that said i'm still worried, and specifically i'm worrying about the fact that i have to wake up a little bit early tomorrow and afraid that i'm going to oversleep

21. What's the luckiest you've ever been? this was NOT how i was thinking of this question when i sent it to you, but maybe the one time in college when i was going to buy a coffee on a rainy morning before my (predawn) 6:30 am shift at the daycare and, while i was crossing the street i felt a huge truck pass literally INCHES behind me 🙃🫠 like what do you do with yourself at that point? i just bought my coffee and went to work with a haunted look in my eyes lol

24. Does your name suit you? Do you think you "look" like your name? idk, i actually asked you this question because i wasn't sure. i like my name a lot. i think sarah is a lovely name and has a good meaning and story and lots (LOTS) of other sarahs that are great to take inspo from. sadie is a good nickname. i guess maybe i don't feel super connected to it because there are just so many other Sarahs? i wouldn't change it but it's hard to say that something suits me if there are 15 other people named Sarah in the room and we're all totally different, you know? i do love my middle name (mari) and think it suits me. it has family history and i share it with my mom

29. How do you want your body to be treated after your death? i have been an organ donor since i got my license (and actually STRONGLY believe that we should be opt out about organ donation, not opt in!!). outside of that, i'm less sure. i am so not into embalming and traditional burial. i have no interest in that at all. i guess i lean towards cremation or maybe one of the much more natural burials? i'm looking for something low fuss, low chemical, i guess haha

41. Do you find it easy to ask for help? not in the slightest. well, to be most specific (do you expect anything less) the more i trust a person, the more willing i am to ask for help, or the more "practical" the problem, like if something physically is wrong with my car, I'll ask one of my dads or a professional. i do have a gay audacity problem (i think i can handle all crafts, regardless of my actual experience) and i have no emotional problems to ask for help about >.>

42. Does affection come easily to you? affection DOES come easily to me, especially for anyone i kind of click with, then it's compliment city, and then compliment super city if i get positive responses back (and i will mean every one). physical intimacy is less. i *do* want it from specific people, but i'm not great about making that known or pursuing it.

50. What qualities do you find charming? i'm such a sucker for some good wit and someone who can just make me laugh, especially by being smart and insightful. i love talking to people who are interesting, by which i mean have interests that they're passionate about. kindness is very charming too. and i always love me a dweeb and a try-hard.

55. What reminds you of your childhood? oversized sweatshirts and sunglasses over shorts, sunbleached braids, jumping in the lake, all eleven and a half hours on my nostalgia playlist, homemade dresses, fish chowder, reading in bed late at night, playing in the woods, skating and sledding at my aunt's house, hikes, wild strawberries

61. Are you a romantic person? Why? oh desperately romantic. i read too many books as a child and have never been able to correct the notion that the world should be a beautiful, kind, and just place.

75. What is your favourite fairytale? it's always Cinderella, at the end of the day. i have a book of Grimm fairytales i've read cover-to-cover and i love so many of them, but nothing ever gets me like someone who chooses kindness and strength of character and doing just one thing more, even when things are desperate and awful

76. What do you label yourself as, if anything? What subcultures do you identify with, if any? i'm a lesbian. i feel very secure in my gender, and do like the label of women, which i know isn't always true for a lot of my friends and peers. i'm thisclose to feeling comfortable calling myself Jewish but i'm certainly jew-ish by now. i love being a Mainer. i love being a librarian and a nerd and a bookworm. i love being just a LITTLE bit of a daredevil (a sport isn't a sport until you bled for it ;})

88. What's an unusual but useful trait or talent you have? idk if it's unusual, but i am very good at finding things online. it's scary how much information is out there and i know a LOT of things i didn't mean to find out, but even more that I do! and i like being able to just you know. find it.

90. What surname would you choose for yourself? i don't know exactly WHAT it would be, but i feel like i have two of the three components of the perfect last name and i'm just missing that last one. my last name is intuitive to say/spell ✅ , relatively rare ✅ , but a supremely inelegant collection of sounds 🙅🏼‍♀️

97. What is a trivial hill that you are willing to die on? god, i have taurus disease where, if you get me started, i'm ready to die on almost any hill. i'm relatively chill, but One Wrong Move and i get very "i hope you die, i hope we both die". i too asked people close to me what they thought, and basically got the exact same answer back. i'd die on an anthill but none of us know what anthill...

99. Do you enjoy "slice of life" media? ugh YES it is my FAVORITE

100. What do you want an answer to? when?

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