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#idk what anybody says discord is good#ive been friends with all these nerds since high school and i love them so much lol and ive started to appreciate them even more these days#its nice to see just a bunch of dudes who just genuinely care about each other and also care about me too#one of the buds said he was a little worried because our other friend had been sleeping a lot lately since moving back home and he was like#'idk maybe im overthinking it but i thought id mention it' and we all started talking about how it makes sense he'd be sleepy because hes#on the other side of the world now. and i said id heard from him specifically that hes really happy to be home now so i dont think hes#depressed yknow? and the friend was like ok im glad its nothing. and idk man its just. it makes me feel so good#knowing these guys have each others backs even when they arent around and they got mine too#occassionally i jump into the call and i hear 'we we just talking about you! its been days#how have you been??' and i. i feel loved. having friends#even so far away.. its just so wonderful#idk i have a lot of feelings
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The thing is, I dont care if people like JGraham. I don't think people who like him are bad people (unless you were a part of the group last year who used anti indigenous slurs in their discord and said things like "breed out the tribal". Then I think you're bad. But that's besides the point).
I'm a self admitted vulpes enjoyer! He sucks and I find him fascinating. As a villain and a narrative device, I think he's interesting, and I'm not saying anybody shouldnt feel that way about Joshua, as much as I personally dislike him. The thing that grinds my gears is making excuses for why Joshua cant be a villain, why the narrative redeems him. Because it doesnt.
Nobody is saying that you arent allowed to like joshua Graham, but when you make these posts in his defense, I gotta ask myself if we played the same game and met the same character, because I dont know how you can walk away from HH and not think to yourself, "Wow, that guy was fucking deranged." When I see takes defending him and claiming that he's ACTUALLY A GOOD GUY, PEOPLE, TRUST ME, it makes me wonder how good y'all are at recognizing and calling out racism and christofascism in real life. This shit is pervasive, it's everywhere, and it's in joshua Graham and the Legion.
I understand the need for a narrative of redemption. It's soothing - and very human to desire!- a story where we're told "there is no sin so red that you are unworthy of love" but what I dont understand is why you're looking to Joshua Graham when the story given to us just isn't a story of redemption. It's a revenge story. It's a story about cyclical violence.
Even as flawed as HH is, it's also very clear about the fact that Joshua Graham is 1. Violent and 2. Wants to enact that violence upon the white legs. The courier is a bit of his unwilling (or willing, idk how you play) accomplice in that endeavor to carry out his will to kill or otherwise subjugate the White Legs. Idk, almost like Caesar and Joshua Graham as the malpais legate.
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hey, you're cool.
oddly the therapist possum has a request!!
so, er.
ghost of chicago by noah floersch.
then, add
lovesick foolish!?
here's that idea, idk :,)
ANYBODY READING THIS, ILL BE YOUR THERAPIST :))))
Olay that song is so good though, thanks for making me obsessed with it! I made this pretty fucking angsty sooooo sorry? And let me know if y'all want more angst cause it's kinda fun to write! I wrote this in 45 minutes btw.
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Foolish Gamers x Fem!Reader
It's angsty with a happy ending, unrequited love but not really, Foolish is a lovesick, kicked puppy, Foolish is called Noah although it.
Ghost Of Her
Noah sighed as he let himself fall into his chair. He looked over his setup, his monitors and computer were turned on with a discord call going. He had been chatting with Tina and Mouse before starting his stream. He rubbed at his face as he unmuted himself and picked up his cup of coffee.
His throat closed up for a second as he took his first sip, he missed her. She would always ask him what he was drinking and she'd have the same answer everytime he'd offer his reply,
"Honestly, people who drink their coffee black have to be psycopaths or something. Are you a psycopath, Foosh?" She'd laugh.
He quickly put his cup down as he stumbled into a coughing fit. His friends laughed at him, they asked him what happened.
"Nothing," he rasped out before clearing his throat, "Nothing, coffee just went down the wrong pipe."
He took his time getting his breath back and quickly redirected the conversation,
"I'm gonna start stream, see y'all on the server!"
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Streaming did not help get his mind off of her, it never did. He would try to focus on his build but get distracted by his own thoughts. His chat, observant as ever, could tell he wasn't fully himself.
How could he be?
She's getting married tomorrow.
Noah rubbed his face roughly as he stood from his desk, he stretched, his joints popping as he did. He needed to clear his head and, even though it was nearing ten p.m., he grabbed his phone and made his way outside.
He walked for what felt like forever until he stumbled upon a familiar park, he made his way to it. As he walked, his feet guided him to the fountain in the very middle. He could see her, sitting by his side on the edge of it. A memory he cherishes of when she came to visit him for his birthday.
He remembers it like he still was there. A cold night, much like this one, he'd given her his sweater to keep her warm and tried to not melt every time his eyes found her. It was the perfect night. He should've said it. Why couldn't he just express his emotions like she could?
He frowned as he turned his back to the fountain and made his way away from it as fast as he could. His phone vibrated in his pocket, he reached for it and pulled it out.
Bad was calling him.
That was strange. They never called each other with their personal numbers, they exchanged them in case of an emergency. Before he realized it, the call had ceased. He didn'f reject it, he just waited too long.
Bad messaged him,
From: Bad (Dumbass)
I know you're looking at your phone.
It was all the warning he got before Bad called again. Noah retained a sigh as he answered,
"What's wrong?" his friend questioned right away.
"I have no idea what you mean, Bad."
He heard Bad scoff, Noah had always been a bad liar. "Tina and Mouse both messaged me saying you were being all weird and moppy this morning and I've watched your stream."
A moment of silence passed. Noah found his way on a stray bench before he whispered,
"She gets married tomorrow."
His voice broke in the middle, he couldn't bring himself to care.
He heard clicking noises from the other end before his phone vibrated again. He pulled it away from his ear and looked at the file Bad had sent him, a plane ticket?
"Bad, why did you-?"
"Because you are both idiots who refuse to be happy. Go get her, Foolish."
"I can't just barge into her wedding!"
"Says who?" Silence. Bad spoke again, "She's not happy, Foolish. Go get her."
And so here he was, in a taxi on his way to the wedding. It wasn't starting until twelve, it was currently ten-thirty. He couldn't fuck this up.
He thanked the driver as he closed the door. He saw her sister clock him immediately, he saw the way her eyes lit up with hope. She excused herself from a conversation and made his way to him.
"Noah! Thank god you're here, she's in the bride's room. Fifth door to the left, she's alone," She clapped him on the shoulder and lightly pushed him towards the building.
He thanked her quietly and quickly made his way to the room, he stopped before the door and raised a hesitant hand to knock.
"Angie? Is that you?" His heart lurched as her voice made its way to his ears.
"No, but she sent me to you."
He heard her inhale, he heard her quick steps to the door before she opened it, "Noah."
She let him in without a second thought. He took his time to look at her as she closed to door behind him. She'd barely changed from the last time he'd seen her. She already had her hair and makeup done for the wedding, but she was still in her white robe.
Noah couldn't take it, he took two large steps toward her and wrapped her in a tight hug that she reciprocated immediately. She was smudging her makeup on his shirt and he was definitely messing up up her hair as he gently grabbed the back of her head.
"Don't marry him," he muttered as he nuzzled into the top of her head, "Please, don't marry him."
"I can't just leave," she whispered to him.
He swallowed, "Bad bought my ticket to come get you, and two more to go back. One for me, and one for you," she looked up at him. "Your sister is on your side, she'll help you get your stuff if you need."
He caressed her cheek gently and whispered, "Come home to me, my clementine."
He could see her melt. He could see her ghost melt and finally letting the her he knew out again. She nodded. His heart was beating out of him chest. She broke away from his, went into the bathroom. He gathered all her things in her bag as he waited.
When she stepped out, her hair was up in a ponytail, her makeup off and she'd changed into some joggers and one of his old t-shirts she must have stolen when she visited him.
With her bag in his hand, he gently grabbed her hand and guided her away from the wedding. Together they made their way to the airport. She texted her sister and thank you and asked for her help to which her sister immediately agreed.
As they were flying back to Noah's home, he took a selfie of the both of them and sent it to their discord server with all their friends with a single message,
"Thank you, Bad."
#foolish#foolish x reader#foolish gamers x reader#foolish gamers#badboyhalo#foolish fanfic#fanfiction#alexblue's fics#alexblue's asks
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my favorite fics that i wrote and why
So, first I'll explain. I'm gonna being reccing my own fics which I'm not super sure how to do cause I mostly just yeet shit on ao3 and let the fates decide, and I'm never sure what's like, too much? Like I see other people rec their own fics and I'm like (O O) how do i do that. Like idk why I have this resistance to like, telling people that I like my own fics? So today I said fuck that, everyone's gonna know now.
And I've just been doing not so hot recently for a number of reason and I figured like, I've been obsessing over so much, why don't I get to be excited about the good things? So anyway, these are my favorite fics that I've written, not just the ones that have done the best or whatever, just my personal favorites, so without further ado...
(quick fyi, all of these are locked so you need to be logged into ao3 to view)
First up is sorry that i can't believe anybody really starts to fall in love with me , don't ask why the name is so long I just like the song lmao. This one's special to me cause it was my first KPTS fic. Is it the best? No. Does it have a super deep meaning? Nope. But it's cute and it's mine so I love it. Next!
the imperfect art of making it. Very self indulgent. I wrote this for the endorphins fic fest which gave me the motivation to write, but really I just loving transing my characters, and soft KimChay deserves lots of love.
Next up, do you look up to the sky? My first whumptober fic and the first one I wrote bc as soon as I looked at the prompts I was like "oh Kim's getting locked in the fucking basement for sure" and then he did! Success. Also KimChay are a pstd4ptsd couple, I won't be taking questions at this time.
This is getting longer than I thought it was gonna be but fuck it, I told myself I was doing this to remind myself why I like writing and that I do actually enjoy it so the longer the better tbh bc it means I really do love it. It's not a bad thing if all of my fics have a special place in my heart, right?
Ok last of the non dead dove ones is i should have kissed you. I don't exactly have a reason, I just think it's a good fic.
The next ones are dead dove cause I have two modes which are cute fluff and illegal <3
chay and kinn and chay. This thing is my baby. I love him with my whole heart. I wrote him in discord messages on my walk to and from classes. This is one fic that I would not be ashamed to say I've read several times over. This is the fic that I think of when people say "write the fics you want to read." This was also a spite fic which makes all of that even funnier lmao
Willow Dancin' On Air. This one's not dead dove but it is KimVegas so eh. But this is another fic I wrote purely for myself. I just wanted some fluffy lil somethin somethin and now every time I listen to this song I think of this fic
Ok last one, Why minors shouldn’t gamble. This one also started on discord and was written in my notes app at like. 9 am while I was still in bed lmao. Because that's where inspiration peaks. And it's hot idk. omegaverse will never not be be a special interest of mine, hopefully one day we can find out what happens when Kim joins the party, I'm genuinely curious.
OK! So. That was something. Tbh I feel a lot better lmao. My therapist would be so proud of me if I ever told her I write fanfiction pff. Normalize reading your own fics over and over. I'm saying that directly to myself cause I see all these like motivational things about writing and then I don't believe them, what's that about?? Doing this reminded me that I actually like the things I create, highly recommend. Now I'm gonna get myself a glass of water cause for the next maybe 12 hours I'm changing my life!! I'm doing self care!!! Woo hoo!!!!! Now to post this before I remember that other people can see it :) Ok bye ✌️
#ao3#fanfic#my fic#kimchay#kinnporche the series#still havent learned how to tag on tumblr#good enough
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I performed a social experiment today, and the results kinda lowkey shocked me:
TW for topics relating to violence, self harm and suicide, bullying/harassment, threats against personal safety, and adjacent topics.
Note: I refer to myself as a “good person” a few times here. I am not in any way suggesting that I am a model for people to follow. I refer to myself as such to show what I think a good person would do.
Idk why it continues to surprise me, but I did a social experiment today and I still find it so weird how outright fucking MEAN people are.
I was simply talking about my likes and dislikes, and I say a few things about a game I like (that gets a lot of hate for no reason). I expected backlash for liking the game, that’s normal and I get that no matter where I say it. Suddenly, I am getting death threats and suicide guilt trips for liking said game. I am told that i should kill myself, I should die, I should never have been born, my parents were right for starving and neglecting me.
Over a game.
The social experiment I performed was to create an overemphasized version of my current life, and to slip up and create loopholes to see if people would find out I was lying. I joked around and tried to copy the behavior of other people, while also subtly attention seeking and dropping hints that I was faking my life. I also did my best to get peoples social media for later purposes.
I was being serious when I was talking about liking the game, and THATS when people snapped. Suddenly they brought up all the evidence of why I was lying and how, which I found odd that they hadn’t before. I played up my argument and pretended to be one of the people that guilt trips and gaslighted others to win the argument to make them react more.
I did expect “kys” jokes and other mean comments. That is what I set out to find. I did NOT expect to be sent death threats, doxxing threats, threats to harm my irl family, etc.
I eventually revealed that it was an experiment, and that I had screen recordings and screenshots of the hate messages and messages proving whose social media belonged to who.
Now, I don’t have social media besides Pinterest, Tumblr, Ao3, and Discord. I purposefully did not ask for or share these things. I made burner Tiktok, Twitter, Snapchat, Facebook, and Instagram accounts, and followed the members with those.
After I revealed the information, I thought it would be a good idea to tell them (jokingly) that I was going to leak the screenshots to their family and friends that followed their socials.
And guess what, they IMMEDIATELY started apologizing and begging me not to. People were even advocating to ban me and erase all message data relating to me (as though that would do anything).
My experiment set out to show how humans, especially younger people ( <22), act when they are behind their online identity. And how they change immediately when they realize that someone they know in real life will find out.
I am not going to send screenshots to their IRLs, nor on and of my socials, as I am not petty and I respect their privacy as minors (and humans) like a good person would and should.
My complaint is just asking why people are so mean? What do they gain? Absolutely nothing. I keep being disappointed for being surprised, over and over again.
Please be a nice person, to anybody who read this long post. I have made huge mistakes in the past, in the same way that this experiment shows.
You do not have to like someone. You do not have to agree with their opinions. But imagine if this wasn’t an experiment. Imagine if a younger person with a little out of the ordinary life joined this group, and got treated this way.
They wouldn’t be prepared for this. This could harm people. This DOES harm people. There are countless, and I mean COUNTLESS news stories about cyber harassment and bullying leading to teen suicide.
Be a good person, both IRL and online. You can and will harm people by your negative actions. I don’t expect you to like everyone. I expect you to be kind and respectful. If they become angry or mean, that does not indicate that you can react harshly.
Cut off your connection. Block them. Report them. We have measures on the internet to essentially get a restraining order on people you don’t like.
Be a good fucking person.
Have a wonderful day/night. I am sorry for the rant.
#social media#social justice#social issues#social psychology#social science#experimental#experimentation#social experiment#science experiments#kindness#rant post#rant xx
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PROJECT DAYDREAM
HELLO. YOU ARE INVITED TO JOIN A ROLEPLAY PROJECT BY THE NAME OF PROJECT DAYDREAM.
PROJECT DAYDREAM WILL BE A RECREATION OF THE ICONIC STORYLINE OF THE DREAM SMP, WITH YOUR OWN CHARACTER HAVING THE PROSPECT OF TAKING THE PLACE OF A CHARACTER FROM THE ORIGINAL STORY.
FOR MORE INFORMATION, DM ME [Spore] ABOUT ROLES.
I WILL BE UPDATING ROLES AS THEY ARE TAKEN BELOW AND THE CONFIRMATIONS WILL BE IN THE WEEK BETWEEN OCTOBER 1ST AND 7TH.
REQUIREMENTS:
You will commit to your role. Once you tell me what role you want there is a very little chance I’ll change it so you better be happy with your choice.
A general knowledge of the role you’re playing. If you’re playing Wilbur or Ranboo’s character, you should know that you’d be playing their ghost version and revived version if they get revived; if you’re playing Fundy you may want to make yourself familiar with his cannon nightmares.
A light attitude! This whole rp thing is supposed to be fun, and if somebody is doing anything that makes you uncomfortable or threatening you, come to me immediately.
GENERAL OVERVIEW:
We will be ideally going through the entire DSMP storyline, from the start to end. You’re welcome to change plot lines to create an alternate timeline, but it is crucial to communicate that with everybody (especially me) to ensure that everybody is on board with it. This is a great time to fuse your character making and playing abilities with your knowledge of your blorbo!
To word it a bit better, you’re creating an original character who will take the role of a specific DSMP character.
Let’s say I create this character called Elle Woods (i’m a basic bitch okay), and she’s in the role of Jack. She’s gonna go through his part of the story and essentially fill in all his role. She’ll be a part of all of Jack’s arcs, and I’d play her out. She doesn’t have to do everything by book, but that’s specified above. Also, your character doesn’t have to be exactly like the original role’s character by any means. Certain things that are species specific such as the enderwalk can be either adapted to your character or even taken out or substituted (I have my limits, but you gotta talk to me before we both know them).
When is the last time to register?
OCTOBER 1st
The rp will be starting on the 7th of October, and I will be letting you guys know your roles in that week, giving you a week to prepare. Use it.
EXTRA INFORMATION:
You need to make a new blog for this
All the role playing will be happening here on Tumblr, and you’ll be doing reblog chains
There is no Discord bc I don’t have it and idk if my parents are cool with me getting it (strict parents amirite), but if you wanna make a server that’s cool with me but please check with me beforehand seeing as I am kinda modding for it
This is open for everybody, no matter the rp experience! I’ve been in a few rps myself (though this is my first time running one), and I’d love to see some people branch out their horizons! It’s all about good fun
You’re welcome to play multiple characters if you’re willing to dedicate to it! Just DM me about it like everything else :D
In no way am I or this project associated with Dream, the actual Dream SMP, or any of the ccs involved. I am just a fan with an itch to rp and to watch ppl rp.
I am not planning on involving Tales From The SMP, but if the person playing Karl’s role or anybody else would like to organize it separately from the main project then be my guest
Oh yeah this ain’t gonna be clean by any means lmaoooooooo (if you really wanna pull a sex scene i’m not against it just please tell everybody that ur gonna do it for our collective sanity)
As a second to the thingy above, if you REALLY wanna play out a sex scene, it is highly advised you keep it to the DMs unless it’s agreed on that it’s…central to the plot ig…if everybody who’s on board with the project in the end doesn’t mind it, then cool, but please check with everybody. Better safe than sorry.
“Spore how tf do we communicate without a discord-“ if you really need to talk to everybody at once, make a post and tag everybody in it
If you have any specific needs or concerns (sex repulsed, trauma from certain topics, etc) please communicate that with me so that we can create a fun roleplay experience for everyone. We can get into technicalities when you DM me about it, but I will likely share it as an announcement to the entire group.
(@mean-gills @championofapollo @jinxneedssleep @apricityxys @medlabmech i’m just tagging y’all for signal boost and sign up bc nobody seems interested and i’m sad)
ROLES THAT ARE TAKEN (this will be updated as more people receive roles, and I’ll be linking their urls so if you wanna wrestle your blorbo outta their hands I don’t have to be the messenger. be nice kids):
Phil - me
Charlie - me
Sam - me
Techno - @apricityxys
Tommy - @mean-gills
Ranboo - @mean-gills
Wilbur - @championofapollo
Dream - @chocolate-milk
Niki - @azurecake16
Quackity - @azurecake16
Tubbo - @epicaxolotls
Eret - @x-ca1iber
Schlatt - @epicaxolotls
BBH - @chocolate-milk
Fundy - @chocolate-milk
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Oh my goodness thank you so much for such a detailed answer and for entertaining my long, rambling mess of an ask. I appreciate you and I LOVE learning more about your writing process. It’s so interesting to me and it makes me appreciate the fic even more knowing how much work and care you and SaiyanWitcher put into every chapter. I will ask again at the end of WYGIG to find out what foreshadowing moments you loved the most, I promise! And in the meantime I am so excited to see what things I’m right about and what things are gonna surprise me! (Also I think I’m already wrong about the Kelly thing because I forgot in ch2 that Charles said she didn’t have a mating bite, so my new prediction is that Max was helping Kelly escape from a bad situation and that Max’s mum was the one he saw go through mate withdrawal, but don’t tell me if I’m right! I’m living for the suspense!!)
And tiny details like the vase thing are truly my favourite thing. Idk, they just are that special something that makes a fic go from amazing to like, god-tier for me. And now since you said you love when people pick up on tiny details, here’s some others I noticed that I loved, just in case me noticing them can also bring you some joy.
Before the auction, Mattia touches his own face when referring to Charles’ muzzle in ch1 and Max gestures at his face similarly in ch2 when trying to get permission from Charles to remove the muzzle (and then the contrast of Mattia’s cruelty and Max’s gentleness that follows those similar actions is !!!!! so good !!)
I loved how in ch1 when Charles is trying to mentally block out the auction, he focuses on pretending he’s back in his childhood apartment since that was a safe place for him, and then that’s the same place his dreamworld is based on when we see it in ch3!
Charles self soothing by stroking his teddy in ch2 and by stroking the sheets in his nest the same way in ch4 broke my heart a lil.
And Charles described Max’s scent as most collecting on petals of daffodils and jasmine when Max was trying to calm him down in ch3 and then max describes Charles’ scent as strawberries and jasmine in ch4. Love the subtle overlap, those boys are meant to be (even if it’s a Rough Start)!!!
This ask is now longer than my first outrageously long ask, I am so so sorry. And I don’t even have a question so def don’t feel obligated to reply to this one LOL. But I have so much love for your writing and so appreciate your willingness to answer my (and everyone else’s) questions about your writing and this story!!
anon, I need you to understand that I've had a really difficult week writing WYGIG. I know exactly what has to to happen, and I'm so excited for the next chapter, and yet I am struggling to get words down on the paper.
Your previous ask, and now this one, are so immeasurably delightful to me and they are the exact type of thing I needed to hear. I don't know if you'll ever be able to understand just how meaningful the things you've said are.
I honestly don't think I even have the words to thank you for your extremely kind and thoughtful asks, so instead I'm giving you what is an extremely meagre offering in return: a snippet from chapter 5.
It's below the cut, for anybody who doesn't want the spoilers.
“Is this your Dreyma Ver-öld?”
Charles’ fingers slip on the keys, discordant noise filling the air. He whips around on the seat, horror filling him as he sees Max standing in the middle of the living room, dripping water everywhere and looking around curiously.
“You,” Charles seethes. “What are you doing here?”
But he already knows the answer, of course. Max claimed him, so just like every other part of his life, Max gets access to this, too. At least he seems to have woken up outside, where it’s still pouring rain. At least there are small justices.
“Mine doesn’t look like this,” Max says, ignoring the question entirely.
Charles wouldn’t have any idea what Max’s Dream World might look like. He’ll never get to see it, because to see it he’d have to claim Max back. No, instead, Charles is doomed to a life giving everything to Max and getting nothing in return.
“Was this your home?”
Charles grits his teeth and turns back around to his piano, stubbornly refusing to answer.
“What was the shed outside?” Max asks a few moments later. “I tried to go in, but—”
“You can’t go in there,” Charles snaps, shoulders hunched. He doesn’t care how confrontational he sounds—he’d rather die than let Max near the memories locked in that shed.
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honestly i think if this site finally dies to a ceo meltdown (which might be the only thing that can kill it lmao) i think... it would be for the best to just leave this place and the communities it fostered buried
I won't go to cohost, or bluesky, or anything. Y'all can catch me on my already made social (1) (discord. Im not giving anybody my facebook account with my full name on it after the death threats ive gotten over the years here) if you want, but this site has been going downhill ever since the advent of cringe culture and ace discourse circa 2015. It feels like recent months have been hurtling towards the logical conclusion of the turbo-echo chamber this site exists in. I seriously miss the era where it was just superwholock jokes and the only drama you'd hear about was the occasional bone-stealing witch level shit that everybody would go "lmao what" about and then go back to their regularly-scheduled movie discussions. Maybe i'll go back to pinterest at most and spend the rest of my time in fandom and furry forums and AO3. It would compel me to write and draw a lot more.
And honestly, I think tumblr finally getting the plug pulled on its long-dying life support may be legitimately helpful for a lot of the users who yanked this site's culture away from that and into the echo chamber. They might like, go outside for once. I know "touch grass" is a cliche or whatever but I do think a lot of this echo chamber can be chalked up to sitting on the computer all day and never getting exposed to anybody outside of your self-imposed internet echo chamber. Go outside, get some fresh air.
Also, it won't be the end of the world. If your free time and happiness is really that contingent on any one social media site then it may be for the best to take it away from you. Learn how to entertain yourself without it. There's a whole world out there to explore. Find something else to do. Pick up new hobbies, look into events in your area. Get really into some weird niche hobby and spend all that time doing that instead of just posting on a different website if this one's finally done. Remember that 4chan guy whose life turned around after he got really into raising shrimp instead of discoursing on 4chan all day? Maybe it's time to find your shrimp raising hobby instead of just posting the same things and perpetuating the same cycles on a different site.
I'm not saying to go full amish and abandon the internet altogether but i am saying that if this website has consumed so much of you that the prospect of it imploding is this upsetting to you, maybe you need to start raising shrimp for a while. I think it would be good for you.
Idk man, I'm chilling in my chair here but if it goes, she goes. I'll find something else to do, but this site hasn't been the tumblr I stuck around for for a long time now, so it won't be the end of the world for me if it ends. I'd just grab my favourite mutuals discords and head out to get more into the furry fandom and write more fic instead. I never wanted to be exposed to this much of the everything on this site anyway, I joined for the memes and the fandom content way back in 2010 and then just never really left.
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I think it was about you or there's another J out there idk-
Also they're being really mean to others who either hesitate to block you or not blocking you
Ok... Let's go over this point by point.
Almost Racist over a local food: All I did was post about thinking Balut was repulsive. I didn't even know where it was from, I just learned about it and thought my disgust was post worthy. I do not know how that constitutes almost racism.
Calling Rookie the "E-Slur": I had literally no idea that Eskimo was a slur to anybody. I thought they were just a group of people that used to live in Alaska, you know, a really cold place. I thought it fit, and was completely oblivious to the apparent status of the word.
Pedophilia: I don't know how people who've been 16 for 9 days can be pedophiles. But, you know what? Maybe, enlightening me by talking to me instead of sniping at me in a discord you know I'm not in and screenshots you know I can't see would help, you fucking coward. And before anyone says anything, all I did was talk about not liking Rookie. Rookie here is directly slandering me. There is a difference.
Refer to point 2.
Ableism and Classism, and saying Rookie isn't human: I have no recollection of this, sadly, so I cannot say anything. From the rest of this, however, I struggle to approach it in good faith.
Wanting to kidnap Angel: Yes, I have an obsessive streak, and fantasize about kidnapping my girlfriend. I am a Jason Dean kinnie for a reason, heh. But, I know these things are wrong, and would never actually do it. Plus, if you actually talked to Angel, you would know that not only do they not mind, they sometimes enjoy indulging in the idea of me being hyper possessive and controlling. So, yeah.
Openly talked about wanting to get SA'd: Yes. I get off on the idea of being raped and tagged it appropriately so people who I know followed me and would be triggered didn't see it. I'm sorry for having a fetish/kink that you don't like. I can't control it, so painting me as a bad person for it seems a bit unethical, but oh well.
Jokes that my gay friends made me homophobic: I remember joking about my gay friends making me gay, not that. But, you know what, to be fair, let's say I did both. Guess what? They were jokes. If they really offended you that badly, that's your problem, not mine.
Is Transphobic: I will admit, I am uneducated on transgender people, gender dysmorphia, and the likes. I probably said some ignorant shit. But I don't hate trans people, far from it. It's how they want to live their lives, it has no effect on me or basically anybody around them, so, it's fine by me. Am I problematic with many opinions I have simply not shared on here? Probably. Do I hate an entire group of people for wanting to do something to their own body and identifying their way? No.
Misgendering Rookie: I probably have. If you ever corrected me and told me what I should say instead, that be nice. Don't ever remember that happening, though.
Said I want Rookie dead: No, I posted a meme. A "blocking them isn't enough I want them dead" meme. I am a hyperbolic and emotional person who makes hyperbolic and emotional jokes and statements. Deal with it, or don't and leave me alone. Don't try and paint me as a monster for it.
I took away all Rookies friends: ...What the fuck are you talking about?
And finally... @shadestar413. Now I understand why you are only answering in private. You're trying to keep the peace between two of your friends who are arguing. I understand that, and am sorry I caused this to happen. I just hope this helps you realize which side to be on.
And with that done...
Fuck you Rookie. Sophia, would you help me spread this around to help people realize the truth? This request goes out to other people who see and are willing to help, too.
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Has loneliness/isolation ever been something you’ve had to cope with? I’m struggling real bad. Any thoughts/insight as to how to move through a season or time in your life where you don’t really have a social life due to decline in physical/ mental health? Feeling like I don’t really have anybody around. Feeling constant fomo. Feeling bittter when I see images of bonds and connections and experiences. Idk but I’m struggling. Thank you for your time with this 🤍
yes! lol r u kidding me. a lot of what your describing is a feeling and perception i was heavily wrapped up in when i first made this tumblr which is interesting cause i cant help but reflect on that as i write this answer. bare with me if this is a little long, but its because that period of time taught me a lot of things. — for example, loneliness has a lot more to do with having a lack of direction than it does a lack of affection. often if we arent confident in who we are and what we want, we lack the intent necessary to magnetise the situations and relationships that we truly desire to us. this manifests in 'disorder', or a discord between our internal and external reality, which in turn causes us to suffer or feel longing toward what we feel is missing— this further fuels the mindset and feeling that we are lacking something or missing out on the fun others are having.
keys to resolving this in my personal experience were taking complete accountability for the entire experience that is my life. radical acknowledgement, then acceptance, of my thoughts emotions was the first step to doing this. for example, id acknowledge that i was completely alone and isolated from my peers or a support network, but i began to realise i should still feel like im in good company with myself. i should still feel like a support system to myself. so i began to do what could i do to maximise my enjoyment in day to day life, or even preparing myself for that enjoyment to begin to occur. this began to uncover and heal traumas that were key to me improving my mental and physical health. it also taught me how to reverse engineer that principle, as when i began physically tending to myself (showering, preparing food for my body, going on walks, laughing, drinking water) i began to demonstrate and thus feel the love and nurturing i wanted to receive from others, and in tapping into the energy began to generate momentum around giving and receiving love and connection between myself and others. people love people who love themselves because love breeds love and feels good to be around, but also because only someone who loves themselves can teach someone how they like the be loved. finding contentment in yourself will not only attract people to you but will allow you to know yourself and advocate for yourself in a manner that keeps a quality control on who and what you let around you. this accountability, and the self confidence & integrity it begins to build internally, creates a surrendering where you can begin to hold space for yourself as you are, and in doing so bring light to how your shadow side operates. an example of this would be making space to see and understand your feelings of bitterness. by sitting in the acknowledgment of your bitterness to others having fun or connection your not involved in, you can begin to understand that your thoughts and feelings are neither good or bad, theyre just your body bringing your desire to be seen, heard, loved, connected, and intimate, to your attention. if you can sit with and understand this to a point where you no longer feel pangs of dis-ease, then you can find love toward that part of yourself without judging or resenting it as 'bad' 'unloving' or 'mean', cause the reality is its just you showing yourself you want a fundamental human desire, to be loved.
there was sum else i wanted to say but i forgot lol so ill leave u with this, whilst everyone wants to be seen heard and loved not everyone knows that the only way to truly be satiated in the security those feelings bring is to truly hear, see, love and show up for yourself. for even if you receive the perfect relationships if you betray or sacrifice yourself for what you think is the benefit of them you'll pray the same price in a different way. —just know the very fact you want to grow is an indication of your heart and intent and aids your success in this. you cant make a mistake or mess it up because thats part of the lesson, and this process in itself is strengthening you to stand from within yourself in a way that will change how you feel about yourself, but will also allow others to see elements of you that are deeply beautiful but currently hidden from both you and them. keep your head high & know your not alone <3
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talk about ur ocs, now. this is a threat
Hi Anon bot I’m gonna assume is one of my mutuals onsite or offsite do you even know what you’re asking me to do
Adding cws as I go, someone tell me if I missed something
A lot of this is word vomit
Spoilers for my fangan except idrc because I’m never doing anything with it
Fallen Cards [ Danganronpa ] 3/16
CWs: Murder, strong language, child abuse, alcohol, abandonment, hospital, death
Suki Hikosaburo
Okay so I think I use she/her/clove/clover for this bitch maybe idk.
Clove’s the protagonist of Falling Cards‼️ Yunno despite me not using her like ever because honestly I don’t find her that interesting to roleplay with
Anyways clove originally started off as just Kiyo’s love interest who didn’t go to Hope’s Peak but somehow ended up in the killing game bc she’s special
Now she’s the Ultimate Private Investigator 👌 She gathers information for her brother Chinen to use in court cases
She’s really desensitized to murder and comes off as really insensitive during the investigations
Suki is very headstrong, it’s her way or the high way
^ That actually ends up nearly killing Hoshi ( and indirectly kills glooms if she fucks up during Chapter 4 )
Backstory stuff timeeee
Clove grew up in an upper class household
Has the whole picture perfect family ( 1 mom, 1 dad, 1 brother, and her ) going on here
Anyways her mom runs a private investigation firm
Suki went to a private school
During her second year one of the teachers was murdered
This bitch stuck clover nose where it shouldn’t and ended up getting 2 students and another teacher arrested
Homegirl is fucking ecstatic that she got it right and somehow convinces her mom to let her intern at the private investigation firm when she’s 14
Good job ig 😥
Just realized Maru might be reading this hi Maru don’t tell anybody in the Discord about the Hoshi stuff please and thank you
Anyways
She’s 16
Originally I was gonna put clover in a poly relationship w/ Kiyo and Sonoda but that’s on that backseat burner rn cause fuck love more murder
Friends with: Chinen, Kiyo, Sonoda, Umeko, Umeda, and Aoki
Chinen Hikosaburo
Ooooh we do not talk about why he was created in the first place
Anyways he’s straight now bc of that
The only cishet guy ever
He has the fattest crush on Kiyo ( who acts like they don’t know because they’re not willing to lose a friend and does not at all like him in that way )
Honestly the only reason I ship SuKiyo nowadays is so that I can say Chinen got cucked by his sister lmao
Hi Maru if you’re reading this SatoKiyo4lifers
He has so many friends what
Ladies’ man ( apologetic )
He’s persuasive! And kinda manipulative but we don’t talk about that
Is it weird to call your own oc hot cause if not 😁
I’m kidding he’s just well dressed
I have a twisted view on what frat boys act like and that is exactly what Chinen is
Anyways he’s Suki’s twin‼️
He’s the Ultimate Lawyer
Guy won a shit ton of debates AND got something in his town’s law changed
He says he’s hot shit and he means it
Friends with: Suki, Kiyo, Sonoda, Mizuki, Takeshi, and Aster
Kiyo Watanabe/Brooke Allen
“Koro do you ever shut up about them” Of course I do how do you think I catch my breath? Through my nose? Anyways
Kisses them on the cheek then throws the box I put them in into the ocean ( affectionate )
The only reason they’re the Ultimate Florist is bc at the time I was obsessed over Flowershop AUs
It ended up working out really well so
Their hair is dyed brown, natural hair color is black
They’re nearsighted and cannot see out of one eye completely
Anyways I wanna talk about their backstory
Their actual name is Brooke Allen ( they never had it legally changed to Kiyo Watanabe for some reason??? They’re fine with being called Brooke btw, they actually kinda like it better than Kiyo [ bonus points for Brookie /j don’t call em that ] )
So anyways they’re white British and lived in England for the first 12 years of their life
Their dad was named Remington [ Remi for short ] and he ran a somewhat popular business
Their mom’s named Heather and she had no job
Remington was uh,,,,an alcoholic
Honestly he never did anything to Brooke when drunk cause he always passed out, but it was annoying for her to have to drag him from the couch and to his bed
It was when he was sober
He wanted Brooke to take over the business when he retired so he pushed their education to the extreme
Whenever they got a question wrong, he would drag a needle across their skin just enough to draw blood
They have a lot of fading scars bc of this, and are very ashamed of them
One day he kinda punched Brooke in the eye while they had their glasses on
And ended up breaking the glass and completely scarring their left eye, hence why they can’t see through it present day
He actually hugged Brooke after that but that’s like the only “”””affection”””””” he showed them ever
Heather doesn’t do jack shit because she’s normalized this behavior
Fast forward to when they’re like 13
The family is in Japan for a year bc Remi got a contract
During this time Brooke meets an old man named Akira who runs a flower shop
Neither Remington nor Heather really cared about where Brooke went as long as they weren’t dead
So Brooke went over to this flower shop every day
Sometimes Akira would give them candy for helping move pots around for him
Most of the time they would just hang around his kitten Ultra Gurl Strawberry ( or Ugs for short )
Or some of the regulars ( specifically Alicia, Daku, and Chinen )
At the end of the year Akira closed his shop down for the day and took Brooke out for ice cream and they said their goodbyes :)
Yunno until Heather collared them to a bike pole in some fit of desperation to keep them in Japan bc she’s seen how much happier they were
Brooke was stuck in the rain until the next day
Alicia, her boyfriend Daku, and some friends are in the area and find this drenched 14 year old passed out on the floor and chained to a bike pole
They can’t break the chains and none of them have charged phones so they pound on the flower shop’s door because it’s like the closest shop
Akira drives to his shop to get ready for the day and sees this group of teenagers panicking
Brooke’s still asleep/passed out despite all the racket
Akira ends up breaking the chains off with a plier ( wasn’t able to break off all the chains w/o hurting Brooke )
Brooke ended up in the hospital and didn’t wake up until the next day
A bunch of this is emotional stuff and I cannot put that into words so we’re skipping to the adoption 👌
Daku’s moms ( Akira [ a different Akira ] and Amai ] adopt Brooke
Remington is paid off to fuck off
Alicia is still Brooke’s best friend
Also while Brooke is helping old man Akira run his flower shop, Chinen offers to find a new name for them
Brooke is reluctant but decides to forget their past entirely
They’re Kiyo now
Old man Akira dies btw
Kiyo is devastated
He ended up passing his flower shop onto Kiyo
Anyways Kiyo dresses goth because Amai and Daku do it
I’m gonna come back to this w/ more characters because this alone took me a shit ton of time to write and my phone’s at 10 percent
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HELP ME
idk where else I should be posting this but I just want to get this out of my system
my crush/college mate has invited me to watch thor 4 w him and his circle... and im overthinking things
backstory:
College of Engineering
he's that kind of "everybody's crush" guy and he's also fairly popular within our batch bc of his good looks. when we were in our 1st year, we became close as I am "one of the boys" kind of girl (yes I have more guy friends than girl friends) and I became close w the boys circle.
bc I was hanging out so often w the boys circle and sometimes the boys would intentionally sit apart from us...people started shipping us (they say we look good together). i didn't really believe it til our circle had a kind of an open forum.
during that open forum, some of the guys asked him if he was courting someone or if he has a crush. suddenly he looked at me for a split second and he says he's thinking but it's possible that he wants a girlfriend soon.
fast forward>>>>>
i confessed to him on our 2nd year of college. I thought I assumed right with us getting closer with each other but during that time he only said "Thank you" back to me and reassuring me that we were good friends and he appreciates my adoration for him. that hurts but maybe I was just really wrong about us being mutual in feelings.
3rd year I decided to join another group circle as some of the boys circle priorities do not align with mine (yeah they'd want to be on internet cafes all the time whilst I wanted to be at the library to study). that was the start of my friendship with them falling apart... but I couldn't do anything much. I need to study hard and I also would want to move on from the hurt 😞
fast forward>>>>>
in middle of our 3rd year 2nd semester, he and his family decided to move to japan. I didn't even get to say goodbye personally nor do I want to chat him online about it. I kind of wanted to forget him...
One year passed. I was walking home...I saw 2 familiar men walking out of a car. I saw his dad and then I saw him. I was frozen at the spot. My brain went haywire thinking 'that's not him. it's impossible. he is in Japan.' While I was stunned, I didn't realize his dad saw me and called him. He suddenly ran to me and hugged me without words. I was hesitant to hug him back bc im not used to guy friends hugging me back. It was kind of a relationship thing only. But I slowly did. It was a good minute of hug. Also, his perfume was so damn good! We took a step back and I was just screaming questions to him like 'why are you here? are you taking a vacation? why did you not tell us you're coming back? like if I did not see you here today I wouldn't know.' he answered he didn't want anybody to know yet and he wanted to surprise his friends (his childhood friend circle). But he told me he was glad to see a familiar face and that it was me, the first person to know that he's back.
He didn't return to the same college. He came back but he studied in a different university. So our interaction, was good as the last (I rarely chat w him). Or so i thought...
4th and 5th year of college went by. I graduated along with all of our batch. It was a satisfying victory! I took the licensure exam and passed the following year then continued to find work the suceeding months.
Then came the pandemic, the lockdowns.
Most of my social needs were fulfilled by video calls and gaming w strangers turn friends online. It's because I created a discord server and the game devs recognized it as an official discord server so yeah, my name (or perhaps username) got kind of popular among the players of the game. I wasn't really good at the game really.
Also to note, the guy and I don't follow each other in our social media accounts. And I was surprised during the early 2020, he followed me on IG. And chatted me about the discord server bc he heard about it and thought maybe I could play w him and his friends sometimes. I said yeah why not. I just shrugged like what could go wrong. I don't have any feelings for you anymore (I'm talking to myself) so it'd be just another typical gaming nights w friends. It was really fun ngl. I got to keep up with the boys again. They tell me stories of their shenanigans and I tell them mine. We pretty much hung out every night during 2020-2021. But with everybody getting busy with their work, also I. The online hangout gradually stopped during early 2022.
Oh yeah I forgot to note, we love MARVEL. It's all we talk about, me and the boys. So when a new marvel show or movie comes out, for sure we'll be chatting about it.
Then come Thor 4 and my obsession with Taika...
No one was ever going to stop me talking about my love for Taika and my anticipation for Thor: Love and Thunder and our group chat was no exception. He then invited me to their scheduled gala (hang out). It will be the boys circle again and me. I went with them, we watched thor 4 and guess what...HE SAT BESIDE ME. No one was sitting on my other side so I could hear his breathing or when he whispers something to my ear when he points out something that is going on on TLAT (we had our theories for the plot). I was basically squealing and sobbing throughout the movie and I can hear him silently laughing at me bc he knows I love Taika and he'll point out EVERY single scene whenever Korg is there lmao.
I had a really good fun! That was the first time ever after 4 years that I got to see them, and him, in person.
And because of that, I'm overthinking again. I thought I'd moved on but idk anymore. Maybe I have feelings for him again??? GOSH HELP ME
PS. He is single.
PPS. But I'm not sure if he's courting/dating someone so I'll never know. Guess I'll die.
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this is a weird post to make as i like to stay in my own little corner and usually don't mind but sometimes i wonder if i should tag more artwork in the main tag, but to be honest i've had some bad run-in with the community before, it was my fault 100% and things were more or less resolved (maybe not amicably but i feel bad seriously) but i feel scared to now post in the tag for the most part... (no, it was seriously a bad move from me. im not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble or enjoys such a thing)
besides, i think i mostly post fan work based on stuff that is untranslated... since i already had a good almost 2 yrs to stew on c0e) idk how much interest there is in it..?
and when it comes to meta posts, and whether to tag THOSE, a lot of it is based on my own understanding so i fear i might be making mistakes based on something i misunderstood/misread (both literally misreading and language comprehension wise). i don't really engage with fans (not out of malice im just neurotic over things so i prefer to keep a distance), and i don't have twitter anymore because i quit that website over a year ago (i have a blank twitter to maintain a twitter bot in one of my discord server, so sometimes i might look at fanart absentmindedly) so idk what theories people have anymore!! i might be saying dumb stuff that people already figured out is wrong, or is generally not agreed with.
its just a little conflicting! idk if anyone wants to see my stuff is what i think. maybe when the com demo drops i will tag stuff but... right now i see no reason... (most of the stuff i wouldn't tag anyway, i don't wanna flood people's tags with junk doodles)
i think its just hormones 100%, but suddenly i'm getting one of those weird moody moods about this blog. it's not "i want to delete it" this time at least but more like "is anybody there!!!!"
its not really a "please engage" sort of post, don't think of it like that or feel bad, just airing out my feelings amidst my natural cycle... i will feel better after i post this and possibly if i feel hysterical later, i might delete it (it happens in this pattern often).
"discouraged" is the wrong word because i don't care and its not really stopping me and i still love making stuff (0 issues there), but i wish it was a little more stimulating, i like my brain being scratched in a good way... its nice when strangers see it and i know someone is seeing it even by chance. you know? im not entitled to that, but i can't deny it makes me smile. i can't help but feel like im just acting entitled here...
how do i convey this feeling... im just a sopping wet cat in a cardboard box? but im also a grown ass adult. you know? i don't like to be vunerable.
#unrelated: i know i romanize gadzyella wrong#i just hate writing it out. i will resist until i cant anymore.#but yeah mental illness moment#i thought itd be productive to air out my feelings earnestly rather than bottling them up#you will see a picture of my anime girl sona next to the definition of mental illness on some kind of dictionary
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the competing urges to try to plant stuff when i have no tools and bad knees
or to undertake painting wooden cabinets when i have no tools and a bad back
when i've never tried either before
(and also i still have no furniture)
#the furniture thing is bc i'm having trouble choosing#like i want to check all the options but slso i can only spend so much time looking at stores and goodwill and stuff#the plant thing is bc soon it will be too hot (for me anyway) to hang out in the yard#at this point i'm tempted to like get a variety of hostas and plant those - if i don't buy pots thats more money for plants#but what else will i need? like should i get some ... soil too? what kind and how much??#also i'll need a trowel i guess#i have a hose on the way and i've just about decide to try grass seed once before i resort to other ground covers#for that i need a rake to loosen the soil ...#but then also the bathroom cabinets ... like the vanity is already painted white#but there's an above-toilet cabinet that's still that default builder wood shade - which is what the vanity obviously was#going by the inside (the didn't paint the insides of the cabinet doors) so theoretically it would just make them match??#but idk about removing the doors and using deglosser (bc like heck am i sanding finished cabinets)#like do i need deglosser if i use primer? i don't want super thick coats but i'd like a smooth finish#most of the tips say use a brush not a roller but would a sprayer be worth getting?#or would it be easier to pay somebody?#my brain keeps defaulting to this whenever i run into a dead end deciding on a 'good enough' bedframe#grass seed for dense shade isn't that expensive for a small area it seems worth a try over more labor intensive methods#ugh i need like a home and yard diy discord bc i try reddit but it's not specific enough and there's too much tendency#for people to post assholish or sarcastic advice for attention#anybody know a gardening or home improvement community that is ok with newbie questions?
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idk if my request went through cuz my internet went weird just now-- but anyways, could I perhaps get a soft corpse x reader in which they're all playing among us and Rae or Sean invites (y/n), who none of them have every heard of, and she's just very shy but has an adorable childlike voice, and is an incredible imposter? Like she's just super convincing just like corpse, and can tug at the heartstrings with her voice? thank you!
spell. | corpse husband
part two ; part three
-> Pairing: Corpse Husband x Fem!Reader
-> Fandom: uhh youtubers? idk
-> Genre: Fluff, Crack
-> Warnings: Cursing
-> A/N: hi it’s a long overdue corpse fic :) it’s not the absolute best and for that i’m super sorry i’ve just got to get in the groove of writing for him!
corpse husband taglist is closed!
You were never one to enjoy the spotlight. Instead, you were often found in the background of things, just observing the extroverts who managed to get themselves in the middle of everything.
You had a nerve to admire them- their ability to just get out there and show their true selves, despite so many people watching their every move. Just the thought of it made you shudder. Yet you couldn’t help but also be rather envious of them.
Them, in question, being Sean McLoughlin.
You weren’t quite sure how you became associated with Jacksepticeye himself, choosing to focus on the present and future with your friend rather than dwelling on your past. He was just Sean, your internet friend. And also Jacksepticeye- a famous youtuber with millions of followers.
Sean was who you aspired to be in life. Outgoing, happy, out there, everything positive in life that Sean had, you wanted.
He’d confided in you often about how nervous he’d get before streams or videos, fearing that he’d say the wrong thing or upset his fans, but he still put on a brave face and went out into the chaos. That’s what you admired. His ability to conquer those anxieties.
You wished you could do that. You were simply too nervous.
Which is why when Sean facetimed you one night- morning, actually, seeing as it was 3am in California, where you were- asking you to join a game of Among Us for one of his videos, you adamantly refused.
“Why? Please, Y/N, we need one more person.” Sean begged, “It’ll be me, you, Felix, Ethan, Corpse, Julien, PJ, and Dave. Not everyone’s playing today, it’s a smaller crowd.”
“But it’s still a lot.” You groaned, “I don’t even know them. I just know you.”
“They’re nice! You literally watch their videos.” He argued back.
“That’s the point, Sean! They’re famous, I’d just be some random chick in the game that everyone asks where the fuck she came from.”
“No, you’ll be the girl that everyone adores. Now get on, we’re playing in ten.”
You sighed as the phone hung up and turned on your computer. A Discord invite was waiting for you- Sean must have invited you for you to talk to everyone as you played. You accepted with shaky fingers and put your headphones on, pulling up Among Us and typing in the game code.
“Hello everyone- wait, who’s pink?”
“She’s a good friend of mine,” Sean explained to Felix, “Say hi Y/N. We’re streaming live right now.”
“Hello,” You couldn’t help the meek tone in your voice, smiling shyly as if you were actually on camera. “Wait, you’re streaming? Sean, I thought you said it was a recording for a video.”
“I, well. It’s a video all right.”
The group laughed, but you stayed silent, fixating your attention on a lower voice that chimed in at the end.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Y/N. I’m Corpse.”
“The King of Imposters.” PJ joked, making Corpse laugh.
You giggled a bit, “Hi…”
Felix gasped. “Corpse, her voice is like, the total opposite from yours. Her’s is so cute.”
Corpse laughed as well. “Agreed. I like it.”
As the game loaded, your heart practically dropped.
Imposter.
As if your nerves weren’t bad enough as they were. But, on the bright side, you were with Sean as the other imposter. At least it was someone you knew.
You both split up, you heading towards Electrical. Corpse and Felix were close behind you, Felix following you into the room while Corpse left. You pretended to do your task for a minute before moving to your left a minute and killing Felix.
You rushed out of the room and then headed to Navigations, making sure to avoid anybody who could have seen you leave Electrical. A few moments later, a body was reported.
“Where was it?” Sean asked Julien, the reporter.
“Electrical.”
“I saw Y/N go in there with him at the beginning of the game.” Corpse joined in, “I saw them as I was going to the Reactor.”
“I was in Electrical with him,” You admitted, still acting a bit shy. What could you say, deep voices and new people made you nervous. “But after that I left and went to do my task in Navigation. Felix was still alive and there when I left.”
“Did you pass anyone sus on the way there?” Sean asked.
“No, if they came in after I did it must’ve either been from the other way or after I was already in Electrical.” You started picking at your nail polish- a habit of yours when things got a little overwhelming.
“So you’re saying that it could’ve been from the direction Corpse was in?” You could hear the smirk in Sean’s voice.
“Whoa, whoa, hold up. Why are you so quick to throw me under the bus? I’m just a crewmate.” Corpse questioned, “You’re pretty sus if you ask me.”
Sean scoffed, “I’m just inferring that the culprit came from your direction. Never in my words did I say it was you. Sounds like you’re getting a little too defensive for someone who’s ‘just a crew mate’.”
“Uh, guys,” You quietly spoke up. You didn’t expect anyone to hear you, but Corpse and Sean immediately quieted down at your voice. “I hate to interrupt, but we’ve got to vote. I don’t want us to argue…”
Sean laughed. “Oh little Y/N, you’re too sweet. I’m skipping this round.”
As you voted to skip as well, your stomach clenched when you heard Corpse quietly repeat “Little Y/N”.
꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂꧁꧂
“It’s Y/N, I’m fucking telling you! Y/N!” Julien was practically screaming at this point. You tried to stay calm, focusing on keeping your voice steady.
The group had been calling you cute and adorable practically all night, so you were seriously about to put that to use.
“I was in Medbay with Corpse, isn’t that right, Corpse?” Your tone was sweet and slightly flirty- hopefully he’d get the hint.
Corpse hesitated for a millisecond- long enough for your breath to catch, but short enough for nobody else to notice. “Yeah, she was with me.”
“She was with you after she vented there!” Julien cried, “I can’t believe this- she killed Ethan and vented away right as I went into the room! You all are fucking nuts if you don’t believe me.”
“I don’t even know how to vent…” You murmured innocently, but in reality you were smirking. Julien was definitely telling the truth, and you were internally beating yourself up for letting yourself be so reckless after a kill, but nobody was seemingly buying his story.
There was only you, Corpse, Julien, Dave, and PJ left. Sean was voted off after fucking up his alibi, leaving you alone with the rest of the group.
Corpse sighed. “You all heard the girl. She doesn’t even know how to vent.”
“Wh- she just fucking vented!” Julien exclaimed, “Corpse, man, she’s got you under some fucking magic spell if you can’t see all the evidence. Guys, back me up here.”
“She’s sus.” Dave admitted, “And Corpse defending her makes it even more sus.”
“The spell she tried on him obviously got the best of him. I say we vote Y/N.” PJ agreed.
“There’s no spell, guys, oh my God.” Corpse laughed, “I just don’t think it’s her. I’m skipping.”
“I can’t believe you guys don’t believe me!” You whined, deciding to go further with your emotional tactics, “I’m literally about to cry. It’s not me!”
And yet, despite your protests, Dave, PJ, and Julien all voted you out. Crewmates had won the game and you were giggling nearly like a maniac as everyone gushed about how you did as an Imposter.
A bit later, you had to say goodbye to your new friends and face the reality that their fans would definitely find who you were by tomorrow. Or like, in a few hours, because it was already 4am. Corpse was in California as well, wasn’t he? He should be getting some sleep too, you thought. But maybe sleep schedules were different for Youtubers. You didn’t know.
You pondered the thought for a moment before the notification sound for Discord alerted you of a new message on your phone.
Corpse:
Just letting you know, your voice definitely had me under a spell. I’d like to hear it more often
#fanfiction#x reader#fic blog#writing#corpse husband x reader#corpse x reader#corpse husband imagines#corpse imagines#corpse husband#lay writes#requests
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°besties 4 life they say°
corpse husband x black fem reader
this °° mines thought
Y\N stands for your name
F\F stands for favorite food
Y/N plays (you can change the way she looks, its YOU after all)
corpse husband (the smexy nigga with the deep voice)
you are a youtuber with over 3.34M subs on youtube and 1.25M on twitch, your personality is amazing and you act like a crackhead every time your live or in general and for somebody with a pretty face you do talk a lot of shit (once berleezy told you)
you were one of the most popular black female gamers who live in new jersey and is friends with coryxkenshion (i miss him) imdontai, yourrage, berleezy, ricothegiant, dashiegames and ishowspeed
you were mostly know for playing fighting games, action games, raging games and horror games just like your friends but today you didn’t know what video to upload today so she got to twt and tweeted
“GUYZZZ i hope you all are having a good time today, i might not play today but it depen- !YOU KNOW WAT tweet your suggestions on wat i should play today ANYTHING”
[2 HOURS LATER]
when you finish eating you f\f and watched a marathon of boondocks (if you don’t know wat that show....know you do) so you scrolled through the tweet you tweeted 2 hours ago and saw games you already played until you saw your friend pokimane tweeted under your tweet saying.
“hey @Y/NPLAYS why don’t you play among us with us, we are gonna play tonight at 8:05PM i will dm you our discord if you want *smile emoji*”
when you finished reading that tweet you thought of it and decided to dm poki for the link she quickly responded and sent you the link.
(IT’S 8:00)
what you are wearing
pants
your hoodie
you got prepared and pressed your camera and said “hey guys welcome back to my channel (random name for subs) and today i wasn’t gonna upload today bc the last horror game we played made me want to kms *worry giggles and says yike and laughs again* so i got to twitter and tweeted “send me any game and i will play it” so one of my besties pokimane tweeted saying if i wanted to play among us at 8:05PM so i accepted it and here we are *puts headphones* sorry for the long intro lets get into playing this BIH”
you pressed start and you heard voices and voices of people you don’t know until you opened your mouth and said “um halooo” “who is this??” “ OH its y/n” “WAIT REALLY” then you laughed and said “ yeah um not tryina to waste and bodies time but who’s playing this bc the only person i know is poki, rae and myth the rest idk yall”
so poki says all the people that are here “so you already know me, myth and rae but there’s also dream( fck that nigga), sykkuno, toast, pewdiepie, tommyinit and corpse” then you made a ‘who that’ face bc you never heard of anybody called corpse but you saw some tweets on twt talkin bout a corpse but you thought they was talkin bout prince philip, so you asked while they were already playing “who is copse i never heard of him” “hay corpse say hi to y/n” said tommy
then there was an awkward silence and then out of no where you heard a very deep voice say “HI THERE” then everybody laughed including you and you thought °DAMN this nigga gotta deep voice° and you responded by saying “h-hi-HI” everybody laughed again bc the way you said it and at the same time you heard corpse’s laugh and it was kind a cute
(26 MINUTES OF PLAYING AMONG US)
you were the imposter and you were good at pretending your not, everybody died except you, corpse and rae.
corpse starts talking and investigating but at the some point you guys grouped up like sherlock and watson “BOTH” of you though it was rae so you kept screaming at her saying she is the imposter until when it got dark rae was already died and corpse gasped and made his avatar to do a dramatic turn which made you laugh and then you said “i’m so sorry corpse but i hade too” you said in an dramatic ass voice and then ran after him and killed him.
everybody then gasp, ranting and yeahs, you then smile and said “thank you all for having me here and sorry corpse that i betrayed you but that was the point” corpse was silent then said “FUCK YOU” then you laughed it off and ended the game and said:
“okay guys that’s it for today hope yall enjoyed me playing this and comment down below if i should play again where i play everybodies ass again, so subscribe and like this video and get notified every time this bitch makes a video peace out niggas”
then you stopped your camera and got onto your bed where you start editing your video and then you received a notification on your phone, you though it was one of your fans or maybe a mention on twitter, instagram or reddit but you checked bc you sometimes interact with your fans but you saw a familiar pfp and clicked on the dm and saw that corpse sent you a message.
TO BE CONTINUED
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