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mountain-wire · 1 year

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6, 7, 8, 9, and 10, here's to the last man on earth in the end.

Au!Raphael x gn!reader

Part 1

Cw: Talk of death kind of

Self-indulgent writing, we love it. This is entirely based on Anna Bates song "Last man on earth" and a random writing prompt I saw on TikTok a while ago, so. If that tells you something, take it I guess.

An au set where the reader has ended up immortal and as the last man on earth due to a medicine that everyone had to take that was meant to lengthen human life[spoilers: it didn't.], until... actual alien turtles show up. That's basically it.

The world. Still just as empty as you remembered. You'd been alone for a while now, a few years you'd think, maybe 5. You lost track after a while, just sort of living life as it came by. This whole thing started by you thinking everyone in your house just disappeared, left without you. You realized after a little bit that it wasn't what happened. You found out the horrible way that after this sort of shot meant to keep everyone alive for much longer actually did the opposite. To everyone but you.

So you were left alone, you wandered. By now it felt like you'd lost your mind, saying everything in your head out loud, so you could at least hear something. You ended up in New York 2 years ago, seeing all the buildings starting to grow plants was... Weird. You didn't think any structure would be growing Vines and moss by now, let alone New York of all places. You were definitely found wrong there, it was sort of fun watching the plants grow over the past 2 years, gave you something to do.

Animals had also started venturing into the abandoned city, it was a good change in the silence you'd fallen into. You even got close to the deer and squirrels.

At the moment you were walking through one of the most overgrown parts of New York you'd seen by now, the vines climbed the side of the buildings at least 20 feet up and moss was spotted around up much of that. It had a weird comfort of seeing it, it looked just like old images you saw of cities taken over by plants. You were sure to see more of this soon, you thought.

You walked to what you assume used to be a restaurant, pulling out a knife and cutting at the vines that locked the door shut, and started talking out loud to yourself.

"This'll be fun. I think. I mean it looks like a cool restaurant," you looked to the side, the restaurants windows covered. It did not actually look cool. "yeah. Cool looking. Looks like... Vines! On the menu today! Maybe it'll be the road work ahead one."

Quietly laughing, you opened the door, hearing a jingle. Man did that bring a bunch of memories back. You brushed it off and jogged to the front, rang the bell thing they had. Leaning against the counter you looked around, this place seemed to have the same vibe as those little pit stops you see in more rural areas. It was much quieter than it should've been though. It made you uncomfortable.

Deciding it had been enough time you hopped the counter, knocking the stuff on the side to the floor. You ended up on the floor too, you'd just tripped yourself.

"The service here sucks." You said after a couple seconds, hoping anything watching you would laugh along too. You didn't think anything was watching anyway, but you can always be sure.

You felt like you could sleep, but you needed to up and move. Quickly, you sat up and crawled to where you assumed the kitchen was. You assumed right, and it smelled horrible. Someone had to have died here, come on.

"Knives knives knives, spoons, but is there any food that's actually good?" Clanking and scraping attacked your ears as you moved things, grabbing different knives you liked so you could add it to the knife room. "Hopefully this place was bad and used canned shit. That would make my and the microwaves day..... How that thing still works is a mystery to me. I'm sure someone out there knows why it still works! If only they could tell me."

Reaching the end of the line you decided to grade the cleanliness of this place and went back through, you learned if a restaurant was less clean there's a better chance of them using cans or non perishable foods. You liked the mystery of it too, it was like a game. It took up time and kept you entertained!

"Let's see.... Ovens... Check! Kinda greasy, kinda dusty too, somehow. How is the inside of an oven dusty, it's supposed to be shut tight right? Wouldn't that stop a lot of dust. So put 'not very good ovens' on the list."

You enjoyed using the knowledge Gordon Ramsay gave you from his shows. Wait...

"GORDON RAMSAY!!! NOO!!!!" You gripped your hands to the side of your head and dropped to your knees, all dramatically.

Upon the realization that Gordon Ramsay was dead like everyone else, you decided to skip the rest of the kitchen and just head straight to the freezers and fridges to look for food. On the way you took note of how this place actually had a microwave. Hopefully their salads weren't being put in there.

Every Gordon Ramsay reference your mind made had you feeling slightly worse. It wasn't super new, realizing someone big was also gone, but it always hit you the same.

"Alright. This one's for you Gordon." You wiped fake tears from your face before bursting open the doors to see...

A normal fridge. Nothing horrifying or exciting. That was exactly what you wanted right now, to be met with more silence, more quiet. An upside! There was at least honey in here, and at least a single can of soup. You'd read all the details on the nutrition labels later, but for now you would stuff them into your bag and continue the investigation.

"Let's go! Kinda nasty freezer check! Let's mark this place down! This one's gonna be nice to clean I can tell. Well I can't really, but it'll be satisfying! There's a lot of random tins, I'm not sure I wanna know what's in there. Maybe this is what died, not even a person." Reminded of Gordon Ramsay again, you frowned and pulled out a map of New York.

You marked this place with a red marker, that you know means to return. You never said the reason but you always knew when you'd return to any location with the red mark. You also marked it with orange, which means it's a restaurant. You had colors for many places. Black for 'dont return here', red for 'do return here', purple for electronics stores, orange for restaurants, blue for sporty areas, yellow for more shop filled areas, green for apartments or homes, and pink for unpredictable areas(you also liked to call them the exciting areas). Most areas with black were also pink.

"Let's blow this joint, guys." The map returned to it's spot in your bag and you gave it a pat before slipping on invisible sunglasses and taking long strides out the door.

You never realized how stuffy it was in the restaurant. It felt amazing to take a breath outside of that place. It really did smell horrible. There's probably a good few reasons for that. You moved away from the restaurant to take a good look at it, you wanted to remember what it looked like for when you eventually returned. You wanted to head home for now though, listen to music on the many different things you had. You had a vinyl record player. Who just has that in New York, you didn't know but you were pretty glad they did, they had some pretty cool bands too. You wanted to listen to music desperately, so you planned to run. Seeing a cool skateboard you stopped in your tracks, almost falling flat on your face.

"Well hello there! How did I not see you before... Oh wait nevermind, I was definitely just way too focused on the plants. That makes sense. Who would just leave this out here though. There's nobody nearby, who just loses this on the streets of New York..? Whatever, mine now." The skateboard seemed uninterested in your commentary as you held it under your arm.

You looked back at the area you just came from, upset you didn't get to explore more, before setting the board on the ground and setting off.

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The wheels came to a stop as you placed your foot down, a weird squeak-screech noise coming from it. Maybe all the years of no use. You looked around wearily, looking for anything that could see where you're going. It felt like your home was a secret you needed to keep, but it wasn't. Even if it was what would you have to hide it from? Nothing. Something inside you just kept saying you had to look around whenever you stopped and eventually you just stopped caring about suppressing it. Seeing that everything was clear you picked up the board and ran into an alleyway in-between what you think is an arcade pizza place and bakery with a home on the second floor. Rummaging through your bag you walked to the back doors of the bakery, it was barred up with this silly looking padlock you found in one of the unstable areas. The arcade was locked up with a similar one too, you were just in the bakery mood today.

"Found you, you beauty!" You said, holding a key that looked just as silly as the padlock up to the sun like it was going to save your life.

The lock opened easily, which was not surprising, the key was made for it. Quickly, you slid into the bakery before closing the door and relocking it, except from the inside this time. Putting the key back into your bag you moved further into the building, your bag now only hanging loosely from your hand. Your feet felt heavy and your eyes felt the same. A good sleep to some music would be awesome. Making your way to the stairs you moved through your bag once more, this time simply checking you had everything you wanted.

"Everything's there, I think. I'm okay, it's okay. Everyone's okay." You yawned and turned towards the door besides the stairs.

The basement doors always felt ominous, today was no different. There was a feeling of something new this time. Today was really throwing you off, everything's felt new. You didn't like it, but what else could you do. Brushing off that feeling you swung the door open and shuffled in and down the stairs.

The walls were painted with your own hands, a white background with designs, characters, and silly things you remembered from the past. It made you feel better to see, a comfort in an uncomfortable place. The wood floors matched pretty well covered in drops of paint you ignored and never cleaned up, no matter how messy it could look it felt like home.

You dropped your bag on a stool by the stairs, a loud clang coming from it. Ah, the knives. You were so caught up in the almost normal you forgot the knives.

"How could I! Gordon Ramsay look what you've made me do."

You made it a point to collect random things from your adventures, it just so happened you got so many knives you have a room dedicated for them now. It wasn't your favorite use of a room but it felt cool. Grabbing the knives from the bag you quickly walked through the basement coming to a smaller-than-normal door with a label that let you know exactly what it was on it.

"I've got more knives for you, knife room! I hope they fit in well! They're pretty cool ones this time." They all looked the same, another lie.

The door got stuck a little, you've just gotta turn it until you hear a click then you can open it. It's just like lockpicking.

Once it opened you hurried in, already looking for a place to put the new knives. You were at least glad the knife room was kinda small, so it's not like you'd use this room for anything else. Finding a nice spot in-between the few knives that look exactly the same and the other knives that look exactly the same. You really dreaded the day you'd have to start hanging knives on the walls. Or just sticking the knives in there like some freaky countryman.

With the knives In their new home you felt satisfied enough to leave the shiny room, which you did with little complications! The door that's weird to open is weird to close, you still needed to do that stupid maneuver.

Heading back to what you called the living room, you happily slid over to the record player you definitely didn't steal. You had a little bookshelf beside it with all the records you found and liked. It was mostly just everything you found, you weren't going to pass up any music in this world. Your favorite was this Queen record you found, it was Queens greatest hits. Which the greatest hits might not hold your favorite Queen songs but it still had really awesome songs. It's Queen, of course there's awesome songs on it.

Carefully you put it on the player, and moved the thing that you didn't know the name of onto the record and started playing your music. Holding your hands up like if you touched it you'd break it, you backed up towards the couch. You knew that as soon as you sat down you were going to fall asleep, but you didn't mind.

"This sleeps gonna be awesome." Were your last words after you sat down.

You fell asleep to Bohemian Rhapsody, could you ask for anything more than this.

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Suddenly, a loud crash woke you up. As far as you know, that wasn't normal in your home. Slowly, you stood up. Your eyes were still blurry and you were still riddled with sleep side effects, but you made a move to the stairs.

"....The music.... It's not playing... It's been longer than like 20 minutes. That narrows it down..." You were slowly waking up.

Another loud crash sounded when you opened the basement door. It was definitely coming from outside. At least that's good to know.

You realized you forgot the door key. You didn't want to go and get it so you just opened the window and crawled out, with a bit of knocking things over. You hoped that whatever was making the loud noises didn't hear. If it was even a creature, at that.

You stopped and waited for a second, hoping another sound would come from the noisy thing.

Another sound did come, and not even a minute later. The smart half of your brain suddenly kicked in.

"Itsnoneofyourbusiness Itsnoneofyourbusiness Itsnoneofyourbusiness.... Don't be like white people in horror movies....... Damnit." You moved silently, heading to the back of the arcade instead of the bakery, as it had more cover.

You were hoping it would just be an animal being ridiculously stupid, and that's definitely what you were expecting too. The crash was followed by an unfamiliar noise, the sort of thing you'd expect to come from a tuba or other large brass instrument, but it was weirder than that at the same time, like an auto tuned tuba being operated by someone who doesn't know how to play the tuba.

What you did not expect to see was what looked like a very large and spiky rock. No wait... That's not what it was.

"Oh my god, what the fuck" you whispered as you ducked more behind the building that was currently blocking you from the thing on the road.

It was laying on the road, so that's why you would think it's a large, green, spiky rock but you've never seen a rock that looks like that and by this point you're pretty sure you've seen all kinds of rocks. A second point that changed your mind from rock completely was that it moved. It was moving. Rocks don't move. You'd say that whatever it was looked like a turtle, but turtles are not that large the last time you checked. The biggest turtle you knew existed was the Archelon and those guys were extinct, and also sea turtles. So a normal turtle? Totally off the table. Rock? Also totally off the table. Everything you could have come up with was thrown off the table. The table was thrown out the window!

"Okay okay okay. This isn't my business, this isn't my business. Not my circus, not my monkeys." You tried to convince yourself to walk away, that this was something you didn't want to deal with.

You couldn't help but stay though, it was totally new, even to the world before you became the last person on earth. You were in new territory and it was so cool.

You leaned further out, to get a better view of whatever it was. You didn't think turtles could stand like that either. Every instinct in your body was telling you to run as whatever this held its head and looked around.

If you were to die from the shot that killed everyone else you'd want it to be now. Your curiosity got the better of you and the turtle saw you. You made eye contact. A note, it had normal eyes too. It was weird. This situation was weird and now? You were screwed. Utterly screwed.

You started at the turtle and he stared at you for what felt like forever before you slid back behind the building. You didn't know if you should run, stay hidden, or go inside somewhere quick. You quickly shut up your mind, if you needed to really listen at any point it would be now. If whatever that was decides to sneak up on you what would you do? It is definitely stronger than you, you'd lose in a fight instantly.

Shoving your fear down you stood tall, preparing for what you would see when you looked around the corner again. You felt like you should've run but you wanted to be brave. You carefully grabbed the wall before the corner and leaned over, prepared to see the turtle thing still looking over from the road. What you didn't expect was the turtle basically directly in front of you, close enough you could reach out with one arm and touch it.

The feeling of dread that overcame you was something you could attribute to the feeling you'd expect a mouse to have when a lion is standing behind it and it knows.

You looked up at the turtles face. It looked extremely confused and shocked. Even worse, it now leaned down to your level. It didn't seem like a threat but you were certainly terrified. It spoke, but you couldn't understand it. You're pretty sure it's just a different language type of situation but you did not want to deal with this at all. On that thought you finally listened to your instincts and absolutely booked it down the alley. Where you were going you didn't know but hopefully it didn't either. You could hear it shout something out as you ran away, but you weren't going to stop and see it's reaction. No way were you going to get yourself captured or something. You could think about what just happened when you stopped and were safe.

You were going to run until your muscles ached. You could promise that.

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So gonna be a series. Apologies if it's not awesome, this is literally my first time writing something like this ever. Criticism is absolutely appreciated! <3

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#rottmnt x reader #rottmnt #rottmnt raph #rise raph #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #rise raphael #raph x reader #raph hamato #tmnt #rottmnt au

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craycraybluejay · 3 months

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i should've been someone's fav raver kiddo. someone's perma-plus-one who they kept a fake id for in the car. all dressed up and dancing high every few nights. and at the after-afterparty keeping my super cool and awesome friend "company." and their friends. and their friends friends.

i thought about things like that a lot at that age, to be honest. wanted something glamorous and crazy and problematic to latch onto and fall in love with. the worst thing about the pain then was it was Boring. it wasn't special, and it wasn't something i could choose. of course i knew exactly what the words were, what they meant-- the concept of advantage being taken. but i waited for the moment i could squirm myself into a more comfortable spot on the food chain. it didn't come so easy, it wasn't glamorous and it wasn't sensual and it didn't contain even half as many drugs or loud songs. it was a slow progression, a metamorphosis into a thing that doesn't just want what it wants; but takes it. it meant learning how to chain myself to play for my freedom.

i still think about it even though i don't need anyone to save me any more, to numb me and imbue me with that glimpse of something different. if the people i chased were partiers and not murderers. if i was a little more outgoing. a little more interesting and easy of a catch. getting snapped up in the jaws of someone just as scared and lonely. using me using them using me and back again.

where's the glamour in the pain? where's the decadence and the drama; the lights and the action? it's never enough until you go too far and stare off the edge of No Going Back. and past that, the border between life and death. and only when you're casually wondering if this'll kill you, if this'll hurt you, if the blood rushing in your ears will bring you to bleed out; only then it cuts through the stone sober haze of existence. life goes 3d when you snap and Fight Back, when you feel the hurt and know it'll bruise. it goes 3d when you willingly lose your control on your own, not giving it to any one person. when the walls are breathing and the voices screaming and your heart stays slow and knows exactly what to do-- whatever you damn well please-- and you scream back or vomit or hold on tight to the nearest solid object. and your body is screaming to you you're alive, you idiot, you're alive. and you chant it back, i'm alive, you idiots, i'm alive.

and sometimes you think maybe you died a decade ago and all this is a vivid death-dream. but when the novel and the frightening and the exciting and the painful and ecstatic come to play. you believe it for once with your whole being you're alive and here to stay. you believe you'll outlive, outplay, outdamage your enemies. you'll run and dance and fuck and eat and do all the things. your inner child is the wildest creature inside you and it does not want a hug or a quiet night or some illusory love. it wants everything to sing and burn and clash. it wants it wants it wants; all it does is want. the kid wants to try ketamine or maybe kill someone. it wants to eat a million-dollar steak or crowd-surf or cut a thin line down its limbs each one. it wants and it wants and it continues to want. it rattles the membranes inside and screams to live, to live, to live until you die. sex, and getting high. lights and sound and everything in the whole wide world. you were allowed to want nothing. not the simple things even. you dont want the simple things, not that part of you. it wants everything. everything the universe has it wants. vibrating out of your skin telling you more More MORE.

#it wants #idk #rambles #ask to tag

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doodle17 · 10 months

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Oh, I want to talk about your future Psychonauts AU......

What happened during the time Lili was away from the Psychonauts? And when Raz was working during the time Lili was away?

This'll be a loooong post teehee

Lili was kind of off doing her own thing. She kind of went back into the whole mindset of not wanting anything to do with the Psychonauts for a little bit. She tried interning at Whispering Rock for a little when she was around 16-17 but kind of lost interest. I think for a bit, the only interaction she really had with anything Psychonauts related was when she went to visit her uncle for singing practice. She was going through, something, and she just didn't feel like interacting much at all. She just enjoyed staying at home with her mom and other family members. She'd visit her uncles tattoo shop that was in town, and she thought it was cool, so he taught her how to do it, and that's how she got into tattooing! Which was great, because she actually interacted with people at the shop, and she was finally doing something other than sitting in her moms greenhouse for hours. She had tried to date other people when she was younger, around 14-ish. She dated Kitty, Elton, even Bobby, at some point! But, she never really felt that strong of a connection with them, and preferred to stay friends instead. And they all seemed to want something to do with the Psychonauts. Of course they did. And they would always say the same thing, "What happened to you and Raz? You guys used to be so inseparable!" Her responses was usually the same. She'd just shrug or roll her eyes and say that things change, their interests were different, Yaada yaada yaada. It probably wasn't until she was around 18-19 when one of her younger cousins was talking about interning for the Psychonauts, and she had a little bit of that childlike excitement return. But if course, with a little skepticism, because if she did return, then she'd most likely have the title of Grand Head looming in her future. And the newest agent who has been rumored to be the next Sasha Nein just so happens to be her Ex. Aaaawkwaaardd. When she eventually does join the Psychonauts again, she's still technically an agent, but she actually grows a fascination with Lizzie and Adam's side job that they invented called the Brainiacs! They're basically journalists for the Psychonauts and Lili is their photographer! Which is good because Adam is not good with a camera, Lizzie says.

Raz was out trying to do as much work as he could. He was running around helping with whatever he could find. Which could vary from organizing paperwork, to deactivating a literal bomb. Needless to say, he was definitely making a name for himself from such a young age! Although to some, it felt he was doing a little too much work for his age. But he was so focused on becoming an agent, he was just itching to ditch the "junior" title. But he did miss having a social life, so he started interning at Whispering Rock. He actually met some of his old buddies, like Mikhail and JT! It was around then that he started loosening up a bit more. Maybe the camp was bringing back some memories, but he started doing less work. Not in a bad way! He just started to actually sleep at night again instead of sit hunched over at a desk doing paperwork all night long. When he was around 16 his mom said it was about time he have someone special to keep him company, he, begrudgingly, tried to date again. He'd went on a few dates with Elka, but she would NOT stop talking about Nils... That was definitely a No. He tried to ask D'art out a couple times, and while he was flattered, he didn't really see Raz that way. He eventually decided that he was just going to give up on romance because his main focus was ranking up and officially becoming a Psychonaut. Even though, he was pretty lonely... But there was no way he was going to let anyone else know that, especially his peers! He needed to be focused. He needed to work harder.

Its not like they completely forgot the other existed. They still had some kind of communication with eachother, but it was just complicated. Whenever they tried to talk through email, Raz would either be working or Lili would be away in her greenhouse. It's obvious, each still had some kind of affection for eachother. But teenage awkwardness and overall bad communication skills just made things difficult.

#doodles rants #psychonauts #psychonauts 2 #razputin aquato #lili zanotto #moots and babble #Psychonauts Future Au

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alexandria-is-my-firstname · 7 months

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Yo! Did you get to the dlc yet? Is yes, how do you feel about it? If not yet, just ignore this ask for now

Yeah :D I've watched the dlc from Jacksepticeye's playthrough since late-November / December last year! All I could say is that the DLC's awesome and that there could be more things further explored or expanded, such as WHY IS DUKE EVIL HERE!?!?!? OOON9OOOOOOOOOO!!!

Story:

I always thought the DLC would be about Ada's experience in the village based on the concept art of her Eileen-esque outfit, but having Rose's story being the DLC is cool too, maybe a bit generic but still welcoming. Idk, the story feels pretty generic cause it's like "well shit I'm a freak and I just wish I could throw away my useful god-potential powers!" and then she takes it back and keeps her powers. To put that aside, it was interesting to see the life of Rose and what she went through,,,

- Rose enrolling a normal school was a surprise knowing that she's basically an SCP and should be homeschooled for further safety, but perhaps it was something Chris thought Ethan would want for Rose, which is a normal life. And for Chris, it's surprising that he even showed up in Rose's life, I've always thought he would send someone else to watch over Rose and be her father-figure. It's heart warming tho, knowing what Chris went through, he should at least have some normalcy in his life.

- Rose being bullied felt inevitable knowing that she would eventually have complications with her powers. But daaamnnnn,,, THE DLC DIDN'T HAD TO PUT THE PSYCHOLOGICAL BULLY MEMORY INTO THE BENEVIENTO LEVEL. HOW COULD THEY PUT TWO TRAUMATIC THINGS INTO ONE????? I'M NOT A MAMA READY FOR TRAUMA!!! Beside that, I was pretty compelled by that level due to Rose's bullying experience which had similarities to mines, I was also healing from a renunion with a bully too during the time I watched the playthrough. Because of my state back then and watching Rose's DLC, I felt like I'm healing alongside her and that I wasn't alone,,, BUT THAT DOESN'T GIVE CAPCOM THE EXCUSE TO ADD DEM CREEPYASS DOLLS WHWHHHHYYYYYY!!!!!?!?!!??

- Ethan returning as a Disney Pixie will never stop making me chuckle my lungs out, like, who cooked? Who's the fella that snorted Tinkerbell's stash and thought *insert Kronk's voice* "oh yeah, this'll be whimsical"? Okay okay jokes aside, Pixie Ethan interacting with Rose was honestly damn right heartwarming, especially the Happy Birthday room (I think it is? Can't remember well). But I do have a question, does Ethan feel Kratos-level disturbed if he sees Mother Miranda cloning his daughter and Duke toying with them?

- Eveline's comeback was surprising, I first thought that she's Rose's doppleganger in the trailer before it was shown that there are a whole pit of Rose-clones. It makes sense that Eveline would be pissy about Rose being her perfect form or vessel, especially her being Ethan's kid and wanted by Miranda. I guess it's just that, surprising.

- For the ending, touching and very fitting to the ending of RE 8. Seeing Rose and Ethan work together in escaping Miranda was delicious fan-service. "Finally, good fucking food" - Gordon Ramsey. But for the final battle against Mother Miranda, it was exciting at first, but it eventually felt pretty long which ruined the final interaction between Rose and Ethan for me. While the finally battle was a bit long due to Mother Miranda's phases, Rose and Ethan's goodbye felt more longer and generic. "I'm sorry dad *insert sob*". "I love you too daughter *insert extra sobs*". MOVE ON ALREADY!! I'M SORRY BUT I THINK THAT'S ENOUGH APOLOGIZING!! It was still sad yet heartwarming tho, I'll just say I was impatient.

Reflection:

I think the DLC has more potential and things to explore. Knowing that the mold is a hivemind, Rose could've jumped through the mold victims' recorded memories and we could've seen the origins of the 4 lords. And as an addition, Rose's trauma and life could've been reflected through the victims' own experiences, alongside the 4 lords' level area twisting into a psychological-trauma trip based on Rose's mental thoughts and feelings. These kind of ideas were something I've wondered about last year and before the trailer came out, I just thought it'd be interesting if the 4 lords' backstories could be explored through Rose who is some form of bridge between the mold hivemind and the real world. Beside my own ideas, maybe the DLC could answer why Duke is evil. Maybe Duke's pissed off that he got Oppenheimer'ed? Or Duke is a character similar to the black cat from Coraline but changed sides due to mysterious shite. And beside Duke, the megamycete could've been explored further, such as its origins and relation to the "stairway to heaven" flower (dunno if that's the name of the plant or I accidentally referenced a song). THERE'S SO MUCH. SO SO MUCH. but traumatized magical teenage girl comes first✨️✨️💖.

And to address my last year's reaction of the Rose DLC trailer, I was overreacting and couldn't comprehend how DASTARDLY SIMILAR THE PLOT IS TO WHATEVER RE 8 MONSTER!ETHAN AU I POSTED LAST YEAR. NO BLOODY WAY. JUST NO BLOODY WAY THAT HAPPENED. NOT IN AN ANCIENT LOVECRAFTIAN FULL MOON IT DOESN'T. I just fully expected that the dlc would be about Ada, only Ada and whatever cheeky schemes she has. But overreacting didn't meant I no longer like or wanna do RE stuff, I'd like to continue more artworks and stories in the future, more detailed and non-doodly works, but I'm currently really busy with personal stuff and might not do fan or original works until next year.

So,,,

In conclusion,,,

It was great :D thanks for asking!!

(I'm sorry if it's a long read)

#resident evil 8 #resident evil 8 dlc #re 8 village #ask #holy spring rolls this is long

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rainy-nights · 2 years

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Okay how about a radiant x reader idk about the plot so you can choose that

Chessss

No warnings because fluffff, but f!reader

I am contemplating writing a yandere one tho ;) this'll be in a 3rd pov

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Don't Leave

Radiant_Day x F!Reader

The girl walked around the dimly lit city. There stood the empty street. Only the few lights illuminating the city stood out. Everything about this city was gloomy. Well, most of it.

You always contemplated moving away from here, but the monsters were always a major problem with your thoughts. It'd all be hopeless either way. She sat down on the nearby bench before looking up and down. Everything was the same.

There were rare occasions where she would see other civilians. Rarely.

It was saddening.

She wished to see more. But many parts of the city were blocked off. Probably an investigation going on. Many people were dying rapidly due to the war going on. Just a few years ago the city was thriving, wonderful times. She blinked for some time. Dozing off at nothing. Literally. She dropped down. She didn't even know why she was acting like this. Nothing made her upset so there was quite honestly no reason to be. She was confused.

She didn't even realize the person who sat besides her on the bench.

He shook at her shoulder lightly. Once she finally realized what was happening she turned to face him. It all happened so fast, he let out a smile while suppressing a chuckle.

You looked confused at him until you saw the rifle he had latched onto him. An operator. She stiffened at the sight and he noticed.

"Ah! Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you.", he reassured her.

She nodded, letting go of her stiffened posture.

"So, may I ask what you're doing out here? I don't see many civilians around these parts, that's why I decided to come and greet you since it'd be a mistake not to."

"Um, I wasn't particularly doing anything. Just thinking and looking around the place." She answered quietly. Certainly something Radiant wasn't used to. Most of his colleagues were loud, or at least spoke in a calm yet hearable voice. She, however, merely mumbled her words. He grinned at the newfound sight.

It was most likely the result of not contacting another human in a while. No one came out of their residence out of fear they'll be eaten, or possibly turned into one of the things. Even if the monsters only came out at night, they still feared. Only ever coming out for groceries of sorts.

Few words were exchanged, mostly speaking with actions. The girl didn't know how to feel about seeing another person. Even if it wasn't someone she knew, she was glad to have company. It felt nice, yet a weird sensation to experience once again. She never thought she'd have someone to talk to. Maybe going to buy goods from the store. But only those times.

"Well, I best get going. It's getting a little late. Perhaps you should leave as we-"

"No.. please, stay.." she looked down out of embarrassment as she grabbed onto his white shirt. She didn't want him to leave. This didn't happen everyday and she wanted to stay with him for a bit longer. She didn't want him to leave. Please, not like the others.

He smiled before wrapping his arms around her figure, engulfing her whole. The sudden warmness is what she felt, contrast to the cool air which blew around the two of them.

"Alright, if you insist."

©rainy-nights

Sorry if this wasn't up to your standards, but if you did enjoy, I'm quite happy you did! It's short as well. But I swear I'll write more on your other request ^_^ Thanks for requesting and WELCOME BACK!! Take this whole mess as a welcome back gift :D

#the days union #roblox myths #days union #x reader #du #du x reader #days union x reader #radiant day #radaint day x reader #fluff fanfic #luv ya #❤️#ʀᴀɪɴʏ ᴡʀɪᴛᴇs

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angelic-writer · 5 months

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Whumpcember Day 4 - Hidden Injury

Everything was going according to plan.

The masked figure was holding Adam at gunpoint, shouting at him and preventing him from going into the burning building. He and his friends thought he was alone, but he had someone tagging along with him.

Ever since he discovered Jonah's power, the two men had been using it to their advantage. The first few times, Adam had underestimated just how fast Jonah could go. He still remembered the time where he had gotten a call about an attempted robbery. By the time he and the police arrived, they were all tied up in a storage unit and Jonah was sitting on top of the boxes, giving them Pokemon details.

He looked to the other people that were watching. They were all being held at gunpoint. A woman was crying, screaming for her child that was left inside. C'mon, Jo. Hurry up.

A gust of wind blew past him followed by streaks of lightning. Before he could blink, a familiar white haired person ran out carrying a crying baby.

"Oh, my baby!! Thank you!" The woman cried, holding her child tightly.

The man turned to Adam. "So this is your plan, huh? You get your little friend to help you? I thought you were tougher than that." He cocked the gun. "No matter. This'll all be over so-"

He didn't get to finish his sentence as Jonah immediately clocked him in the face. The group were all on the ground now, tied up before anyone can even breathe.

"Good morning, Mandela County! It's a beautiful day out today with sunny skies and temperatures of 70 degrees. Today's report is about the apartment fire from last night. Officials say that a group of masked figures set fire to an apartment complex with multiple other tenants inside. Luckily, the angels appeared once again to apprehend the criminals and rescue the victims. We will be holding a press conference later today to commemorate their heroic deeds."

Adam exited the 7/11, grocery bags in hand. That press conference wore him out. He wasn't sure if he can keep up with the press for today. He just wanted to go home and relax.

Jonah, of course, was yapping his ear off about how they finally joined the ranks of Mark and Cesar, that they can become like the heroes from the comic books.

'What a week, huh?' Metetron spoke. 'First, a car gets flipped over, now a building catches fire.'

"Yeah. It's almost like these things are being done on purpose." He sighed. "I dunno. Maybe I'm just overthinking things."

As he passed by an alleyway, he almost didn't see the glint of metal that shined in the moonlight. A hand covered his mouth and they pulled him back, making him drop the bags.

He was slammed against the wall, knocking the wind out of him. "Dude, the fuck?! I was just getting food!"

He was greeted by a knife resting against his throat. "You should know what's going on here. You think you're hot shit because you and the twink are on TV?"

"Oh, come on. You should know arson's a big no-no here. Not like anyone does anything with it in this town.."

"Shut up!" The blade inched closer. "Because of you, our friends are rotting in a cell. We were just trying to send a message out to you."

"What message? That burning down buildings is cool?"

He growled. "You really shouldn't trust anyone in this town. And you know what happens when you kiss up to the mayor." He made a little cut along his skin. A little droplet of blood trickled down. He took his time to scan the area. There were at least five guys therewith him, each carrying some kind of weapon. Baseball bat, crowbar, brass knuckles... Yep, they aren't messing around. But Adam's tough. He can deal with them easily.

"Yep, I don't have time for this." Adam swiftly upper-cutted the man, causing him to drop the knife. The other men tried to charge him, but Adam (with Metatron's help) was swift. He swung the second man's legs out from under him, causing him to fall, crowbar clattering. Adam grabbed the third man by the wrist, pulled him close and elbowed him in the face, hitting him in the nose.

The fourth man managed to get Adam's cheek with the brass knuckles, but he recovered quickly. He landed the punch on his eye, making him stumble back. He wiped the blood from his lip and smirked. "That all you got?"

He was blindsided by the first man, having gotten up from the ground and tackling him. He pushed him off, but the other men grabbed him by the arms and pinned him down. One of them smirked and pointed his baseball bat at him. "Not so tough now, huh?"

Adam growled at him which caused him to laugh. He lifted the bat high above his head. He closed his eyes, bracing for his doom.

A whoosh of wind. Electricity.

He opened his eyes.

The men were now on the ground, groaning in agony. Jonah towered over them.

"Jonah?" He tried to get up, but pain shot through him.

"Here. Let me help you up." He offered his hand.

Adam took it and tried to get up, but he hissed. Damn, that guy must've really punched me good.

"Dude, you okay?!"

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just need a minute to-" He stumbled, clutching at his side. Crap, he must've broke something.

Jonah's eyes widened. "Shit, hold on." He lifted him up, Adam's head resting on his shoulder.

"Thanks."

"No problem."

They left the alleyway, leaving the group of men behind. The MCPD will deal with them.

As they continued walking, Adam's walking started to become sluggish. He was about to ask him if he was alright when the blonde slumped over, toppling both of them to the ground. "Wh- Adam?!"

"Sorry, sorry... I uh..." His speech was becoming slurred. Jonah noticed something staining his shirt. Is that...?

"Let me see."

"Wh-"

"Let me see!" His tone was clipped. It was the kind of tone that let him know that he was serious. He sighed and laid down.

Jonah lifted his jacket... and immediately recoiled.

There was a large stab wound on the side of his torso. Blood was starting to seep through his shirt. Holy... That look bad.

It all became a blur. Jonah picked him up in his arms and the next thing he knew, he was at the hideout. Jonah was scrambling for the first aid kit, cursing under his breath. Adam's vision was starting to swim.

Something pressed against his side, making him flinch. "Hold on, Adam. You'll be okay. They'll be here soon."

They? Matthew and Luke. They know about these things. Poor Jonah. He looks so scared.

He tried to keep his eyes open, but it was becoming difficult to.

"Adam, stay with me!" Jonah cried, but his voice seemed far away. He was feeling a bit tired. He should close his eyes for a bit. He needed some rest after all. He let his eyes slip close, letting everything gradually fade away.

#mandela heroes au #adam murray #jonah marshall #whumpcember2023 #whumpcember2023 day 4 #Don't worry. He survives. :3

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notjanine · 1 year

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okay so this party tonight

it's a good friend's birthday and she really wants me to come. she's the one who hooked me up with Bookstore. she's also friends with Messy Guy. both of them will be there.

WHO KNOWS WHAT:

Birthday Friend knows that i am seeing Bookstore and Tech Guy, knows that i had a bad hookup and knows a few details, but does NOT know that it was with Messy Guy. if she knew more about what happened with him, i don't think they would be friends anymore.

Messy Guy knows most of what happened between us (i say most bc this dude has a substance use problem that i now believe is worse than i thought when we were actually messing around, and apparently he doesn't remember everything he did- or he claims not to, anyway), also knows that i am seeing both Bookstore and Tech Guy (just bc my silly little escapades have been a fun topic of conversation among our classmates).

Bookstore knows most of what happened with Messy Guy, but does NOT know that i am also currently seeing Tech Guy. (they said they were cool with the whole nothing-serious-no-exclusivity-or-monogamy-ho-phase thing, but that's different from actually KNOWING there's another person i'm seeing regularly. the other people i've talked to about this (including Birthday Friend) said that it's best not to be so transparent that they know about each other, bc they both okayed what i'm about right now. i don't want them to get in their own heads about it! when i'm with them, i'm with them.)

SO my main concern is that Messy Guy will get fucked up and/or extra messy and mention to Bookstore that i'm also seeing someone else. tbh they might not even mind, but to hear that from someone they already dislike bc of what they've heard from me (which was not my intention! i don't even dislike Messy Guy as much as i should, considering)...

my secondary concerns are that Messy Guy might make a move bc he is VERY impulsive and okay maybe i'm still a little into him (like.... okay he did some stuff he really shouldn't have done, without my consent and before i had a chance to say no, and like none of it was a CRIME, but i probably should have kicked his ass, on at least two separate occasions. however. i cannot tell a lie, i am still attracted to this man. i know i should stay away from him and i have been! but. he Hot.) and i am also worried that like. what if my friend's other friends don't like me :(

my best case scenario... i think Bookstore and Messy Guy should hook up, idk, they're both bi, Messy Guy likes tall guys and Bookstore will absolutely also think Messy Guy is hot, likee.... Bookstore doesn't think this'll happen but i told them You ain't met the man yet, wait and see :)

SO basically i'm wondering if i should tell Bookstore that i'm also seeing someone else before Messy Guy even gets the chance, but that doesn't seem like the right reason, if i should even do that at all. also wondering if i should text Messy Guy to be like Hey is it gonna be weird between us, but i assume he would say It's cool no matter what, and i know i definitely shouldn't text him at all

also wondering what i should wear- the red sweater that's my go-to nice top (Birthday Friend complements me literally every time i wear it, so i could wear it For Her) or my favorite very oversized button down that is. well, it's an oversized button down, but i don't button it all the way (that was my ex's favorite on me and Tech Guy likes it too)

so anyway. anyway. just another day in my year of who the hell am i and what have i gotten myself into. i'm probably overthinking this, i'm just gonna try to go with with the flow and i'll probably leave super early anyway, before chronically late Messy Guy even gets there. and then he and Bookstore could fool around without me!

#this is so much i feel insane just for typing it out but i am uhhhhhhh Concerned! the social scaries!#lizzo_boys.mp3

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after-nine-at-the-oasis · 2 months

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Promo time!!

Shaun you have to cut her some slack xdd

Yeah exactly she's a student!

Chill a bit lol

Shaunn ik it's rough but come on xd you did it too

Yeah and she's smart and stubborn like Lim said :)) and yeah like you xD

Yep students can't help how they are

Teachers either but they're the ones with the responsibility

Aww Shaun :'O D':

I get it but it really sucks that he feels that way :((

Totally understandable but I wish he'd gone (and will still go) the opposite direction of "I want to help others so they don't have to go through what I did"

It's hard though it's hard to get past

Aww honey :(( poor girlie D':

SHAUNN that ending bit better not be as bad as the promo makes it seem 😭😭💔❤️

Come on Shaun I know you can realize it's okay that you can do better for her :'((

Uaugh this sucks :((

I am really excited to see where it goes though :D (if stressed as well)

That's about the last of my last thoughts, so now it's onto the. . .

REVIEW

I really loved this episode! It was super fun getting new characters to spice things up and they seem really interesting! Also, I figured they would, but I'm glad they're showing some different aspects and representations of autism than with Shaun :)). They even said in the first scene with Charlie and Shaun lol - it's a spectrum. It's cool :).

Okay, here's the place where I'm doing it day of the next episode, and I don't have a lot of time so for right now this'll be short and maybe I'll edit it later lol.

Shaun and Glassman! I'm so glad they made up :'D. I know it's not perfect and it might come up again, but I was afraid they'd keep dragging it out - especially (afraid) since it's the last season, and extra short. Thank goodness they're better now though <33. Also, Glassman and Lim's fighting back and forth was wild 😭 xD. It was funny, but I am glad they've decided to work together now. Lastly, like I've said a bit on, I think Shaun's taking the path of "I didn't have any help, so why should she?" with Charlie. And I understand that mentality, I genuinely do, but I really hope that changes next episode. It would be so inspiring and just nice to see someone who's come before, fought for their place, helping someone else like them :'). Helping those younger than us is a really important thing in all communities, no matter the mistakes they make. I think that he'll come around eventually, and while I appreciate the emotional nuance, I'm really looking forward to their mentor relationship :).

Poor Dom xd xD Mans is going through it lol. I really like that he's trying, but also not trying to deny it too much. He did a bit, but the second time he knew what it was and was trying to accept that. It was also sweet seeing Asher trying to help him :). Although I gotta go with my boy on the fact that it was pretty funny xD. Also, I'm glad Charlie's suggestion managed to help Dom! It wasn't perfect but it helped, and worked for a little while :D. Also they are so adorable, I love their friendship already :D. I felt bad for Charlie this episode :((. It was nice to see how positive she was despite her mistakes, but while they were 😬 mistakes, I think Shaun was too harsh on her. I do appreciate that he gave her second chances, though. Anyway, the scene at the end with Shimmer (I believe that's what it's called) was SOO sweet 😭😭❤️❤️🥺. Y'all, I love them so much :'DD 🥰🥰.

I don't remember much about what Kalu did lol but I'm sure he slayed. Oh yeah - I appreciate him trying to help Charlie :). Him and Asher took on being the newbie parents today while Jordan drew back lol, but I'm glad she came around :D. And even though sometimes it annoys me a bit, or isn't the choice I would make, I appreciate that Jordan is focused on herself. Like, she's not overly selfish or anything, but she knows what she wants and she doesn't give it up on other people's whims, which is really cool :). Anyway, I love them all ❤️.

Park with the guy :((. He really believed, or at least hoped, that the guy would do better, and then he didn't. I do think he will eventually, or again, at least I hope, but you just never know. And it's not on Park, it's just on him. I really loved Morgan (and Eden lol :') ) encouraging Park this episode :'D. He knows what he's doing, he just needs to have a little more faith in himself and his decisions making. Also even if it was a little questionable his interrogating of the guy was iconic lol <3. Anyway, he slayed SO hard this episode :D.

Again, Lim fighting with Glassman was iconic xD. They were pretty funny pranks/idk petty actions lol, but like I said earlier, I'm glad they're going to start working together. Someone does actually have to run this hospital lol, and I think they'll do a great job :). And that they'll be good balance for each other. Also, as always, Lim slays <3. Just so you know. Oh, and seeing her talking to Villanueva again was great!! And good to know Andrews is doing well :). I miss him <3. But yeah, it's nice to still see that they're friends :D.

I absolutely loved Lea and Morgan's storyline this episode. It sucks that they have to delete that way, and it's so so common, but that's kind of what made it so nice to see. And just the fact that they were on opposite ends of it, kind of. Suffering from the same societal standards and expectations, beating themselves up about it, but being in completely different places. And still being called, and just being period, amazing mothers <3. It's also really nice seeing them be friends and bonding over motherhood :'D. They both slay so hard ❤️❤️. And AAHHH Baby Eden's welcoming party :DD!! That was so fun and sweet :))). Anyway, yeah, I love them so much <3.

Overall, I thought this episode was great. I loved getting to meet Charlie and Dom, and seeing Lea and Morgan together was great. Also, I noticed while writing this review that everyone's storylines really intertwined, despite feeling the same as normal, so I really liked it :)). It helps make everyone feel connected and we don't get that as often on this show :D. And of course, I'm so glad Shaun and Glassman are in a better place now :).

So yeah! I loved this episode, I thought it was really great. It was fun to have new characters! I'm excited to see where we go with them :).

This has been my review of. . .

The Good Doctor, Season 7, Episode 2: Skin in the Game

It was amazing! I'm really excited for the next episode, and to see how Charlie and Shaun's relationship progresses. I'll be back next week for my review of. . .

The Good Doctor, Season 7, Episode 3: Critical Support

See you then!

#the good doctor #tgd #oasis's tgd chatter #really enjoyed this episode :D #loving this season so far!!

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marinaratrench05 · 5 months

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Writing Tips :3

Not sure if this'll actually be helpful, but I've found I have some things I do when writing that help me with plots structure and beating writers block to a pulp. So, take it as you will.

1.) Treat Your Story Like a Body

Skeleton: What's the structure of the story? What shapes your setting/plot and keeps it up?

Organs: What makes things function? What is the importance of each function that makes it important and necessary to keep things running? Things may over lap or be completely separate, but all organs have a part to play (not you appendix).

Muscle: What gets the plot going? How much can things be stretched, strained and worked out without breaking things? The human body has limitations, but people can do some crazy stuff with their joints, so don't think you're too limited by your own story.

Skin: How does this all appear to others, whether an outsider or someone who knows what's going on under there? Remember, the surface doesn't reflect the inside, whether better or worse or about the same. People tend to be prettier with their guts inside them, and it's the same with a stories dirty secrets and plot twists. And the POV can drastically change the way others see things and what details are considered important.

2.) Organize Your Thoughts

I personally use an app called Novelist, which had these neat bits where I can separate stories with pictures and have segmented parts for themes and characters and such.

It's also good to have easy access to something you can write your ideas on, where it's some dialogue, a word you thinks sounds cool, or just a random idea. Don't assume you'll "remember when you wake up" because you won't. I never do... But still sleep, please.

3.) Create Ambience

Background music is my go-to when it comes to getting a certain vibe. This can be all sorts of songs either on loop or a playlist you made or found online. It doesn't even have to be traditional music! It can be sounds of rain and thunder, waves with whale sounds, or the low, ominous whistling of death incarnate... or Ghibli music, that works too.

You can also read other stories or look at pictures and art related to the vibe or fandom you're writing about. Obviously don't copy off them, but they can put you in the right headspace you help you write what you plan too.

4.) Do Research

Whenever you don't know something about what you're writing, look it up! Don't always assume you know or that it doesn't matter, because when you take the time to learn a bit more, you'll probably find something you missed, or even something interesting about it. You can even just research for fun, get some ideas flowing, maybe make a story off of something you discovered.

This is also great for vocabulary! Whenever I don't like a word or want something like it, I'll look up the meaning and click on 'more words' or 'similar words' and get some options that aren't the same thing five times in a row.

5.) Take a Break!

It's a tale as old as time, with a worn writer ignoring their health and well-being. But it's true! You're not some ninja turtle doing kick-flips in the sewer system, you're a fleshy person with moderate combat skills. So stop acting like you don't need water! You do!

Treat it like a treat to yourself, a reward system Pavlov's dog would be salivating for. This will help writing feel more rewarding if you make a point of making the experience good, both when writing and leaving it.

If the issue is writers block, you can try working on other things, whether it's things around the house, a hobby you're been itching to get to, or even working on a separate story and/or aspect of the story you're having trouble with.

That's about it. Again, I'm no expert, but my dog looks at me like I'm the best human ever, so I'm feeling a bit overconfident at the moment. Hope any of this helps!

#my post #:3 #advice

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princess-pill-enjoyer · 2 years

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#27

I took.. a lot. the night before all this went down i had already taken 700 but i topped that off with a 600 yesterday morning. I think I woke up at like 4 am-ish something annnd took pills at about 5ish. Tho yesterday I ALSO did 1.6k at 2. So i think for the day I took 2.2k. unless we're also counting the late night one from the day before. Though this'll probably be first and last I take a lot at once like that. I'm still feeling it 20 hours later

(wrote this late august 27th but didn't wanna proofread til now so keep that in mind when I mention days)

AFTERMATH

The first two doses were casualish to me. I used to go 600 at max but nowadays it ain't uncommon for me to do 850-1k. I was mostly the same so no one noticed. They never do tbh. 1.6 is the highest I've ever gone and I was still able to play it off.

As far as symptoms. I've kinda lost my appetite. I'm sure it'll be all back once my body's had the chance to get all the dph out my system but for now I don't really eat. Tho I'm blubbery soo it works out ig. That plus I get random sharp pains in my heart + in my stomach every once in a while. Those I already know why ofc but I also get a milder version in my arms and legs too. I think I've been pretty okay for me to have taken what.. 10 times the normal dose. lemme check

it was 32 doses worth

goddamn.. it's starting to freak me out nowadays. That'd be like me getting a perscription but guzzling all the pills for the month in one sitting. (tmi in advance sorry sorry) With me taking THAT much at once you think if somehow someway someone gets my blood they would get high off it? or at the very least treat their allergies. That'd be kinda cool tbh

Ah there was one more thing I noticed. My perception of time ain't the greatest when I'm high anyway. I'm sure it's cause how hyperfocused I am on staying awake plus dph making it hard to remember shit anyway. But on the 1.6.. shit went to the extreme. It was honestly like when I was taking that benadryl-tylenol mix. I'm sure it's mostly due to how much had to be floating around that but man..

When I first started feeling it feeling it I would just be losing my train of thought a lot which led to me forgetting what I was talking about mid sentence a good 70% of the time. Then shit progressed to where I was blacking out randomly. I don't know what exactly happens when I black out. I'm assuming I just continue doing what I was doing and it's really just me forgetting what I just did. But another part of me wonders if I taking mini naps or something. I didn't really get much sleep so maybe my body was forcing me to rest for a bit? I'd black out for anywhere from 30 mins to an hour and a half at a time. I even started hallucinating again which was weirdd.

They were all tame luckily. The most problematic one was me thinking R texted me. I coulda sworn I saw her say I love you on disc. I have a different color for her notifs so I was damn near CERTAIN since it got the color right as well. I still held off on talking to her just incase she tried to talk talk and put the pieces together once she saw how off I was being. I felt like an ass at the time but when I checked the next day I saw that my most recent convo was still the old friend I was otp with. Even if she had deleted it she would've been at the top regardless.

The only other notable hallucinations was the occasional phantom bug. 9 times out of 10 it was just a weird looking shadow but there was a few times where I thought I saw spider legs too. Tho that honestly wasn't toooo. I'd rather have that than texting R about some shit she never did lmao

NOTES/EMOTIONS

I will be mentioning self unaliving a lot in this section so don't upset yourself tryna read, alr?

Ah.. I kinda did say I'd explain my flakiness annnd the shit I'm upset about now semi relates so here we are.

It's hard to explain. You always hear people be yourself no matter. Not to say anything is wrong with that. I just.. I don't know how to interpret that if that makes any sense. I feel like atp I'm only still here to spare my family's feelings (with that including R of course) so it throws me in a thought loop

On one hand, I'm only alive to spare their feelings. I have no real goals, dreams, or plans as far as what I want to do next. So it really wouldn't matter if I just went with whatever they want me to do even if I hate it. Not like I have any better ideas. It makes me feel like I should take all the judgment I'm flung and change accordingly. If I'm alive for them, wouldn't that make the most sense? I'm gonna come back to rock bottom no matter what i do. I might as well just do it for appearance's sake

Tho on the other, if they want me to really do whatever I and only I wanted, would they be angry if I left? Would they understand the struggle and misery I've gone through trying to keep it together for them? It feels stupid to let myself be tethered to this place for people that don't even know me really. I'm sure they'll be hurt for a time sure but.. is that a good enough reason to still be here? I can only leech for so long. I have no plans to go back to college as I am. scared. going from effortless 3.75 to a barely gotten, struggle filled 1.7 killed that for me. I can't afford to keep trying and trying until I hit this magical brain switch that suddenly makes all that easy. Im already nearly 20k in debt from that single semester alone.

And what's so frustrating about this circle thinking is that i KNEW it'd go down like this. I've been wanting to kill myself since 3rd grade. Even with my reasoning being vastly different throughout all this time, at the end of the day, I've been treating my suicide as an inevitability. I get so worked up over any and everything, I have to push and fight myself every fucking day to do the bare minimum, and I never wanted to be in a position where I'm stuck doing something I hate just to get by every month. It's just too much.

I've set various age goals throughout the years to keep me from doing anything too stupid. Originally it was 14 so I could get a job and get better supplies for that sort of thing. Then it was 16 cause by then I was supposed to have a car and I would be allowed to date at that age. Then the latest one was 18 and 6mo. 6mo probably sees random but it made sense to me anyway. Seniors get out of school bout 2 week- a month earlier than everyone else. So I damn near had the house to myself for a little while. Then even once they went on summer break, I still was chilling since I didn't move into my dorm til early october. So I had damn near 5mo to do whatever I wanted with hella open house money to fund it. I figure, since I had all that money and have months and months to do whatever AND im finna be living by myself, if I still wanted to do it, it is what it is

But now look at me. 19 annd nearly 3 months and I'm worse than ever before. It makes my stress tolerance so much lower. Anytime I get upset I turn it back onto myself. If I had just got it over with back then, people wouldn'tve had to see me degrade into the person I am today. If I would have done it back then, I wouldn't need to stress about college, work, money, love, or whatever else. I never wanted any of this. I just wanted to do what was expected of me to keep the peace. But now even when I'm trying to do that, it's not working. It was bound to happen someday tbh. I wasn't gonna be able to half ass my way through life forever. Still.. it crashed and burned quicker than I thought

I feel so trapped. I don't know what to do anymore. Everyone is gonna see it all. My stepmom actually did just called me out for sitting around for this long lmao. I guess it has been a while. I came back for winter break in late December and here I am still. No money and no school. I keep replaying her words over and over again. It slightly pissed me off initially. I've withdrew so much within these last few months to the point where it's rare for either of them to see me more than maybe.. once a day. Plus I've TOLD her I've been struggling for years now and nothing has changed.

Told her I might be struggling with some form of adhd after seeing how hard my workflow was thrown off since quarantine started. Then like 2-3 mo later after radio silence on that stuff she asked me a few questions about therapy preferences then when I told her she told me to book it myself when I'm 18.. Then another time when I was arguing with my dad over something and she started screaming in my face which drove me to a panic attack that she ignored and continued to yell at me until my sisters butted in. She tried to yell at them to but I think I freaked them out with my crying so they didn't budge. Oh yeah. And that middle school thing where I ratted myself out anonymously for being suicidal and actively writing out drafts for it. I didn't like the therapist I had so I stopped going and it was never mentioned again.

Tangent. Sorry. I bring all this up to say it irritated me since I've been asking for help on and off for years now and no one listened. I'm always written off as overdramatic or whiney, or hormonal or whatever th and now I can see she just thinks I'm just a lazy fucking bum. It doesn't even make sense. I've said this was an issue of mine but since I wasn't failing in high school and I don't boohoo in front of them, it was never addressed so why is anyone shocked that this is how I turned out? Why am I now the failure of the family

Whatever anyway. i thought on it longer and I can't put the blame on them entirely. At the end of the day, I should've fought more to get the help I needed before shit hit the fan. I dunno. I've always been like this.

Ig it doesn't really matter now does it?

I feel like I'm at the end of my rope. I'm getting backed further and further into this corner and it's going to blow up soon. I know it. I don't want to be around for that. Too much to uncover. I've fucked myself so may times thinking it wouldn't matter because of xyz thing but all of its coming back. It makes me want to go even further tbh. It feels like my only choice. No one will take it seriously until then. Even then, I'd probably go for round 2 just to do it. I am genuinely.. tired.

#dph #benadryl #diphenhydramine #dph addiction #vent #trip reports #excessively long

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a-crimson-dawn · 2 years

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Hey can you do a headcanon or those chat things where the captains react to Julius having a girlfriend whos a magic knight?

Sure thing, anon!

(Also it's been a while since I've gotten a request, so now I'm moments away from doing a happy dance because I've missed the interactions. So, thanks for that! I just hope this'll be good enough for you.)

Captains Reacting To Julius Having a Girlfriend That Is A Magic Knight

<> Yami would mess with Julius once he found out. He hadn't expected it, because he kind of saw Julius as one of them older brother/father figures that you just don't think of as people who date n' shit... and also because he's a massive magic nerd, but now that he knows he'll make Julius regret telling him. (All in good fun, of course.) He's also definitely going to treat the girlfriend like he would one of his own "dumbasses", giving her a quirky nickname and all that. "I didn't think you had it in you to get a girlfriend. Congratulations, you big old magic nerd."

Julius: "I'm not that old... am I?"

S/O: Well... it's not necessarily a bad thing. With age comes wisdom and experience, after all.

Julius: ;-;

S/O: *pecks Julius on the cheek*

Julius: *eyes light up like he's just seen a new type of magic*

Yami: *rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly* Honestly, you two lovebirds...

<> William would be happy for Julius and be friendly/polite to her. Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised that his mentor/father figure has a girlfriend: he's a good guy with a good heart, so of course people would like him. Being a reserved person - but also because he has a lot of secrets and insecurities - he probably wouldn't talk much to her at first though, unless they were on missions. He'd be cautious but respectful and wouldn't care about her background, appearance, etc. as long as she genuinely cared for Julius.

<> Fuegoleon would very loudly and enthusiastically congratulate Julius on finding someone he can share his passion with, potentially almost knocking the man over with a pat on the back. He'd also meet and greet with Julius' girlfriend, obviously pretty formally and he might seem intimidating at first, but he's open-minded, so no matter the girlfriend's class, looks, power, etc. he'd definitely accept her.

<> Nozel might seem judgy at first, but if the person were decent, hardworking and respectful then he would be able to see why Julius chose them as his soulmate. He probably wouldn't say much, or react much, but secretly he'd be happy for the guy and maybe a little envious that he himself couldn't be forward enough to ask his own s/o out.

<> Rill would be super excited and wanting to meet her, paint her, chat with her, annoy her with his million-and-one super cheesy jokes and tease her a little. "You have a girlfriend? That's so cool! I'm sure she must be a great source of inspiration, the perfect muse! I'm sure she's very pretty too! Can I meet, her can I?" The painter would not be able to contain his excitement and patience. Once he met her, he would very likely want to be friends with her. And, careful Julius, because your girlfriend might just get taken from you and used as a muse!

<> Jack... would probably tease Julius about it, might even mess with him, by saying "i'd love to slice her up - I mean, meet her - sometime... ke, ke, you should have seen your face for a minute there! You actually thought I was going to slice up your girlfriend, ke ke ke!" Julius might start wondering from then on whether this admission was a good idea or not, concerned for his girlfriend's safety. The green praying mantis might wonder how good the girlfriend is in a fight.

<> Kaiser would be happy for the man. It was good to have a longterm close companion around, and people tended to live longer when they had loved ones as humans were social creatures. He might say something along the lines of "ah, young love," (even though he's like, only 6-7 years older than Julius) and be reminded of the early days of him and his wife being together. He'd certainly congratulate both Julius and his girlfriend and be polite and friendly towards her. Being old fashioned though - at least, he strikes me as that kind of person -, he might eventually ask if they ever plan on getting engaged/married.

<> Supposing this resulted in the girlfriend being present at meetings and on missions with them, etc. Charlotte would be glad to have another woman amongst them. "God knows there's too many men in this room already... we could use more women." (Secretly is glad that Yami is there though.) She'd probably try to figure out how the girlfriend managed to snag Julius so she could try and implement her tactics on Yami... and might just eventually very reluctantly ask Julius' woman for help. Indirectly. Probably through her squad members, or something. Because she's awkward like that.

<> Dorothy would be asleep until Julius admitted to having a girlfriend, then her eyes would open wide and she'd shoot up, bright-eyed and full of energy. She'd probably gush over the two and imagine how cute they must be together in private - which might end up being completely different to reality, but... eh. She'd definitely love to talk with the girlfriend and be glad for another woman to talk to. She'd also probably tease her and possibly kidnap her into her glamour world from time to time. As for Julius she'd be happy for him, and tell him the two of them looked super cute together.

Bonus:

<> Marx just hopes the girlfriend will now keep Julius in line, thereby easing his workload a little. He's friendly and polite as usual, and of course is happy for Julius, but at the same time he's cautious because, well, Julius is very trusting and it's not like people he's grown close to before haven't maybe done some regrettable things... I mean, I love William, but...

<> Mereoleona would wonder if the girlfriend was strong enough to go up against her in a death match... and maybe fun to talk with in a hotspring while drinking sake on a girls' night out, but wouldn't say much. Given that she's the Wizard King's girlfriend and a magic knight after all, the lioness would have high hopes for the woman as a sparring partner. (So I'm sorry if you're not into exercise because there will be no avoiding it if Mereoleona has anything to say about it.)

#black clover #julius novachrono #yami sukehiro #william vangeance #mereoleona vermillion #nozel silva #fuegoleon vermillion #jack the ripper #rill boismortier #dorothy unsworth #charlotte roselei #kaiser granvorka #marx francois

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CHAPTER 10:

"You look nice, Deku" Uraraka smiled, her hands held behind her back as she rocked back and forth on the balls of her feet in a childish manner, looking at her green haired friend. "Is there anyone in particular you're trying to impress?" she gave him a knowing look that Izuku stuttered and blushed to.

"No! O-of course not" he immediately denied and averted his eyes when that only seemed to make Uraraka's smirk widen. Izuku knew he was a terrible liar and Uraraka could be very scary sometimes. "But um, hypothetically speaking.. if I /were/ trying to impress someone- which I'm not- but hypothetically speaking do you think they'll.. you know. Be impressed? Hypothetically."

Uraraka looked her friend up and down. Izuku's fashion sense has definitely improved since the beginning of their first year. Both Tsuyu and herself had made sure to teach Deku and Todoroki a thing or two about dressing themselves since they were completely clueless sometimes. Midoriya was wearing brown, cuffed corduroy pants with a forest green oversized short sleeve button up, a lighter green long sleeve underneath that to create layers. The red shoes were never going away though and Uraraka gave up in trying to get him to wear another pair of shoes. He looked good and Uraraka noticed how his hair was a bit neater too so he obviously put a bit of extra effort into trying to style his curls. In fact, looking around the common room it seemed that Deku wasn't the only one who put a little extra effort into their appearance today. Half the boys there looked like they were going off to a party instead of a casual class outing. Even Iida looked like he was trying out a new hairstyle. No glasses either.

"Umm, Uraraka-san?" Izuku waved his hand in front of the girl's face to get her attention. She zoned out for a bit there and she blinked, turning to face him again.

"Oh, right! Well, /hypothetically speaking/ right?" she smiled and he nodded, "I think they'll be very impressed." Deku beamed and her eyes shifted to Todoroki who was just arriving downstairs. "Oh, look! There's Todoroki-kun. Let's go talk" she grabbed Deku's hand in hers and took him with her. He looked very good! Todoroki's aesthetic was more of a simplistic/classy style with neutral colors. This time he decided to switch it up and was wearing a white t-shirt with an unbuttoned, loose fitting pale blue and white striped dress shirt over that. He had black jeans and white sneakers too. He looked very good. "Oooo~ is there anyone /you're/ trying to impress, Todoroki-kun?" Ochako teased.

"Yes."

Ochako didn't expect such a direct answer but giggled anyway at her blunt friend. Deku on the other hand didn't find it as funny.

"Is Bakugou here yet?" Shoto changed the subject and looked around the common room but didn't spot the explosion quirk user anywhere. He felt a little disappointed.

"No, Kacchan isn't here. Neither is Kirishima-kun" Izuku really tried to keep the bitterness out of his tone. He knew that they were best friends but did they really have to be glued at the hip 24/7? Deku doesn't like the way he starts to feel when he thinks of those two together but he can't help it.

"Oh" Shoto mumbled. There was an awkward silence where no one said anything for a few seconds until Uraraka couldn't stand it and broke it.

"So how are you feeling, Todoroki-kun? Are you still tired or are you feeling a bit better from earlier?" Ochako questioned. That got Izuku's attention and he turned to Todoroki with a curious expression. Was he sick? Todoroki didn't mention anything to him today. He wondered why he didn't tell him.

"I feel better, thank you. I'm excited to be going out with my friends" he smiled briefly and Izuku returned it. After that things started to go back to normal as they talked about what stores they wanted to go to and if they had anything in particular they wanted to buy. The common room was filled with brief conversation before the 'ding' of the elevator was heard and everyone turned to look at a nervous Kirishima standing on the far opposite side of a bored looking Bakugou. Izuku felt a knot form in his throat and Todoroki felt his heart skip a beat, their faces heating up a little at what girl Kacchan was wearing. He looked good. Hell, even if he was in his normal body and wore that he'd look good.

"You're here!" Mina rushed forward to hug her two friends in a crushing hug which Kirishima gladly returned. The girls may or may not be feeling smug at how everyone reacted to seeing Bakugou. Yeah, they did that.

"I said I would go with you extras, didn't I? Now let go, pinky" Bakugou groaned. She smiled wide before stepping back.

"This'll be so much fun!" Mina jumped up and down.

"Everyone please form a single file line for attendance! As class president I must make sure everyone is accounted for before we vacate school grounds" Iida made sure to grab everyone's attention by speaking loud and clear as well as waving his arms about. Where he pulled the clipboard from no one knows but Iida started to check off names in the class roster to submit to Aizawa sensei once they come back in a few hours. "Alright. Everyone is here. We can go now" he nodded in confirmation.

The class had to take the bus to go to the mall so Iida stayed by the door until everyone was inside before going in himself. Bakugou was planning to sit with Kirishima but the redhead as soon as he was in the bus went and sat beside Sero instead. Katsuki was confused since they always sit together and even Sero was looking between the pair in confusion. "You don't mind, right Bakubro?" Kirishima awkwardly scratched the back of his neck. Bakugou just shrugged and moved on to find an empty seat to which Kirishima let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding.

"What was that?" Sero questioned once Bakugou was out of earshot.

"What was what?" Kirishima turned to him.

"That. You always sit with Bakugou so why all of a sudden did you decide to sit next to me? I don't mind but I was a little caught off guard, man. You know, you've been acting weird ever since the night we played games in my room. Is everything cool?" Sero had an idea of what was happening but he wanted to hear it from Kiri himself.

"Yeah, everything's good. I just need to sort some things out for myself first" he explained and Sero nodded, leaving it at that. Kirishima appreciated that about Sero. He knew if it was Mina or Kaminari they wouldn't stop pestering him about it. Kirishima just wanted some time to hopefully figure out why he was all of a sudden feeling so weird around Katsuki.

On the other end of the bus, towards the back, Bakugou found an empty seat. Everyone else seemed to be already sitting with someone else but he didn't really mind it. Once seated, Bakugou put his elbow up on the edge of the window and looked outside. He felt someone slightly tap his shoulder though and looked up to a shy Koda. 'May I sit here?' he signed and Bakugou raised an eyebrow. He rolled his eyes and signed back 'go for it' and Koda smiled a little, quickly sitting down beside Bakugou. Aizawa did mention that because of his quirk, he may experience hearing loss in the future if he didn't take the proper precautions so Bakugou has been taking JSL classes from Koda since the beginning of their second year and developed a somewhat mutual understanding with the guy. He really wasn't all that bad, just a little quiet. And while they weren't friends friends, Bakugou knew that if he ever needed a quiet place to study or just hang out for a bit without talking, he could go to Koda's room. The same went for Bakugou. If Koda ever wanted to spar or wanted pointers to help in improving his fighting skills, Bakugou is available.

Now that everyone had a seat, the bus began to move. The ride was going to take approximately fifteen to twenty minutes so he just wanted to use the break to relax. Bakugou could tell Koda wanted to say something based on the way he would look at him every few minutes but then look away though. "What is it?" he finally asked a little less than halfway into the trip and Koda shook his head. "I know you want to say something, now what is it?"

Koda looked hesitant at first but then signed 'how are you feeling?' with a sincere look. Maybe if it was someone else Bakugou would have told them off for getting into his business but Koda was someone who earned his respect and admiration throughout their time together in UA and who he saw as an equal.

"Why do you ask?" he asked instead, a bit defensive, and Koda responded by signing 'this is a big change and I was just wondering how you were doing.' Bakugou shrugged. "It isn't something I can't handle. Besides, today is the last day of the quirk so I should be back to normal by tomorrow morning" Bakugou mumbled, adding in a "thanks" as an afterthought. Honestly speaking, Koda has been the only one who's asked him how he felt about this whole quirk situation. The rest of his classmates all just seemed to be having fun with it and while he didn't mind, it was nice to be asked.

'You're always welcome to come hang out with me and my bunny if you ever need quiet time,' Koda offered. 'He told me he misses the angry blonde boy with the warm hands" he joked. Bakugou smirked a little with a "tch, sure whatever. Tell 'im I miss the furball too" leaving his lips. After that Bakugou and Koda fell into a comfortable silence where Bakugou closed his eyes to rest for the few minutes they had left on the bus ride.

Everyone else in class 3-A never thought they'd see the day where they all wished they were in Koda's place. The anivoice boy was sitting perfectly still so as to not wake the pretty blonde that had leaned his head on the other's shoulder sometime along the trip and was now sleeping peacefully on him.

[word count: 1775]

( this fan art isn't in correlation with the story chapter but oH MY GOD LOOK HOW PRETTY GIRL BAKUGOU IS- 😩)

#bakubowl #fanfic #boku no hero academia #bakugou x everyone #bnha #gender bender #temporary fem!bakugou #fem!bakugou #bakugou centric #BAKUBOOBS!?!

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Lance Schnitz

Fandom: Tangled

Character(s): Lance Strongbow, Eugene Fitzherbert, some mention of Kiera and Catalina

Prompt: Arnwaldo Schnitz

Warning: I haven't watched the series in full. I only watched the entirety of season 1 and some episodes of season 2 and 3 so some of this might not line up with canon. And there may be a slight chance this'll become irrelevant once the Eugene book comes out in September. Who knows. Also some cursing? If you get uptight by the word damn.

A/N: This is for @tangledbea 's Lance Strongbow appreciation week. I was originally going to contribute with just drawings cause it's what I do best but this specific prompt inspired me more to write than to draw. So here it is. I haven't written anything in full for forever so uh be gentle. Also I hc Lance as nonbinary, using he/they pronouns, so I use he/him and they/them interchangeably in this fic.

Arnwaldo Schnitz.

What kind of name is that?

Arnwaldo Schnitz.

If he ever figures out how to communicate with the dead, first thing he's gonna do is ask his parents what were they thinking when naming him that. They hated that name. Ever since he developed cognitive thought, he's hated that name with every fiber of his being. Arnwaldo, that's not even a real name! It's just a weird combination of Arnold and Waldo, which are probably about two of the worst names to combine. Maybe that's just their bias showing. Maybe it's all the years of anger they've had stored for being bullied because of the damn name. The only person who never made fun of him for it was Eugene. Eugene didn't like his name either. Lance always thought the reason was the same as his, anger, but he later learned it was more out of embarrassment than anger. Lance always wanted to change their name, but he never knew to what until Eugene introduced them to Flynn Ryder and Lance Archer. Now that was a cool name! And an even cooler guy. Stealing from the rich and giving to the poor. He had wished there was someone like that giving that stuff out. Maybe it would've given them enough to get good food and clothes. Him and Eugene would reenact their adventures with what little they had. Eugene was always Flynn Ryder and they were always Lance Archer. He had looked up to him just like Eugene to Flynn. At some point, they had finally decided to change their name from stupid Arnwaldo to Lance. He decide to change his last name too, it reminded them to much of their old name. But they weren't too fond of Archer either. It wasn't bad and he doesn't think it's bad for Lance Archer, it just didn't fit him y'know? But he didn't wanna stray too far from it either, it be rude to take their hero's first name but not atleast honor his last name. Think, think, think. Bow, archers shoot bows right?

Lance Bow.

Hm, that doesn't feel complete though. What about Strongbow?

Lance Strongbow.

Now that! That fits way better. And they've been going by that ever since. Eugene also changed his name to Flynn Ryder. They did eventually leave the orphanage and became thieves. The best you could say. Expanding their horizons from Veraderos to Corona. Though unlike their heroes, they never gave to the poor. I mean they technically did since him and Flynn were poor so they did give to the poor. It just so happens that they were the poor. They eventually drifted apart with Flynn, going off with the Stabbington Brothers, while he was thrown into the clink. Amazing.

Before being released, he'd heard from the guards that the princess of Corona was dating a thief by the name of Flynn Ryder. Ho ho ho, he has to go visit Flynn after he gets outta here. And so they did. Obviously they were gonna meet Flynn anyway to execute their plan to steal from the Baron but it wasn't his main reason. Ok maybe it was, but still! It was like a cute road trip but with crime involved. He figured he had to lie to Flynn to get to help them since he's now living in the palace with the royals and wouldn't want to get on their bad side by stealing again. But it was fine, lying was like second nature to them. And guess what? He got his old pal to steal again by convincing him that the treasure they told him about belonged to their old inmate and got permission to have. Flynn did eventually figure out they were stealing from the Baron but that was when they already got to it so it didn't matter. One thing that angered him other than Flynn just being so uptight about the whole stealing thing was him calling him by his old name. Like how dare he?! Just because you're angry doesn't mean you get to drop that all of a sudden. And he did it again later on when they finally escaped the Baron's house. He knew how much resentment he had towards his old name and he still used it. Just because he went back to going by his old name doesn't mean they want to. They did inevitably say sorry to Eugene for the lying to him and even gave the treasure they stole to the charity they had for the orphans of Corona under the name Schnitz. Not because he decided to go back to using his old name, it was just to stay anonymous.

They did stay in Corona and still kept the bedroom Eugene and the princess gave them when they came to visit. Not that they deserved it but they weren't gonna complain. When you get a nice room IN A PALACE, you tend not to complain. He was glad he did stay because it lead to him meeting Angry and Catalina. And now after going on adventures with Eugene and his Corona friends and defeating the big bad, he was once again stuck. They were planning to adopt Angry and Catalina, to give them the childhood they never got but now Strongbow didn't feel fitting. I mean Lance Strongbow was a good strong name, but Kiera and Catalina Strongbow? Not so much. So he went back to Schnitz. Schnitz isn't a bad last name. Lance never hated his last name like they did their first name. Just being associated with their old name was too much for them at the moment. But now that he's gonna raise kids of his own, maybe it'll be good to go back to Schnitz. It is the only thing he has related to his parents and Kiera and Catalina Schnitz had a nice ring to it. Just because they're going back to their old last name doesn't mean he has to change his first name to his old name.

Lance Schnitz.

That does have a pretty nice ring to it.

Lance Schnitz.

He could get used to that.

#Lance Strongbow Appreciation Week #tangled #tangled the series #rapunzel's tangled adventure #rta #lance strongbow #tangled lance #rta lance #arnwaldo schnitz #tts lance #eugene fitzherbert #tangled eugene #tts eugene #rta eugene #javi rambles

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The Road So Far (pt. 1)

Sweet Pea x reader

Summary: Y/n Winchester and her two older brothers go to the small town of Riverdale for a case. Y/n must enroll into Riverdale High to help the case, and meets one Sweet Pea on tbe way.

Riverdale + Supernatural crossover

Requested by: @sgarrett49

Author Note: So Tumblr cut me off from writing any more on this text, so it's going to be stretched out into a mini series.

Chapter 2

Word Count: 3402

"I just don't get why I have to go to school to hunt a werewolf."

Dean closed the trunk of the car. "Because, we heard from some of the people here that the teenagers basically run this town."

"Really?" You said. "Ugh, it's like we got a case inside of some crappy new age TV show." Sam laughed and Dean nodded. You all went inside of a motel next to some trailer homes.

The next day you took your stuff and went to school. Apparently a school got closed down due to some hazardous stuff, so there was only one in the town.

When you got to school, there was a small crowd of teens waiting for you. "Excuse me, are you Y/n Winchester?" You nodded. "Okay then. Hi, I'm Veronica Lodge, and welcome to Riverdale High."

"Lodge, as in Lodge Industries?" You asked. Her smiled faded a bit, then came back just as quickly.

"Yes, but whatever daddykins does with his business, I am not associated with."

You smiled and compressed your laughter. "Daddykins, huh?" She nodded. "That's a new one."

She let out a small laugh. "Well, this is Archie, my boyfriend."

He waved. Then another one spoke up. "I'm Betty, I'm one of the people who run the blue and gold newspaper. This is Jughead, he also runs the blue and gold."

"You guys solved some murders right?" Maybe they could help you with the case. The two of them nodded.

Then Jughead spoke up. "This is Fangs and Sweet Pea." They both nodded.

You look at Sweet Pea's tattoo. "What's that mean?" You put two fingers to your neck pulse, indicating the tattoo.

"It's a symbol for the Southside Serpents." Her said, looking down at you.

"That a gang?" You asked as a joke. When he nodded, you responded with, "Wait really?"

A person bursted through the doors. "Ignore the hoodlums. Don't pay any attention to the raggamuffins, they're only important in their greasy, Southside bar. Hi I'm Cheryl blossom. Maybe if you lose the flannel and band shirts I could consider you to be a River Vixen."

"So you're captain of the cheerleaders?" You asked, amused.

"Yup." She said, smug. "I basically run this school."

You bursted out laughing. "Okay, let me get this straight. There's turfs, gangs, murders, and, no offence Ronnie, a mobster in this town?" They all agreed. "And yet, for some reason, cheerleaders and football players are still important? And the head bitch in charge is a ginger?"

You had began to laugh again. "Aw, this is a bad new aged TV show, isn't it?" Jughead snorted.

"You you have a problem with my hair color?" She looked pissed.

"Of course not, gingy #2, I think gingy #1 seems like a nice guy. Look, minus Carrie White over here, you all seem like pretty cool people, but unfortunately I won't have the pleasure of getting to know you. My brothers and I will probably be gone in a week or two. So where do I go to get my schedule?"

"Um, I have it right here." Veronica said. You were going to grab it, but she took it away. "But, we have been asked by principal Weatherbee to make you feel at home."

"No, you and Betty were and you two dragged us into it." Jughead said.

"Well, either way, I want to become friends with you, even if you will only bless us with your presence for a short amount of time."

You looked at her, amused. "Okay then."

She beamed her smile. "Alright, well you have a class with each one of us, and also four classes with Sweet Pea, so we will be with you for the whole day."

Sweet Pea had been watching the entertainment you had been giving this whole time. Who was this girl? One of the first people who didn't care about the social status in Riverdale.

The bell rang. "Alrighty then. You ready Sweets?" You asked. He was taken aback by the nickname. You did the same with Veronica earlier. Was that just a thing you did?

"Uh, yeah, let's go."

As you walked down the hallways, you see signed about some Red Circle group. You grabbed one off the wall. "The Red Circle? What is that?"

"The bulldogs made a group to terrorize the Southside. Trying to clean up the streets and protect their people."

"Really?" You giggled, confusing him. "What kind of piss poor excuse is that? They want to pretend that their in a gang so they can sound cooler than just being a group of sex deprived football players."

He laughed. He was so intrueged by you. You said what was on your mind, and your logic was that of an outside perspective. You were funny and adorable, and came with an I don't give a fuck attitude.

You walked into class together. The teacher told you to sit next to Sweet Pea, who sat in the far back, since you seemed to get along with him. As you walked to your seat, a guy said, "Careful sweetheart. I wouldn't get too close with the snake boy. He's not like us."

You stopped, looking at the letterman jacket he wore. You then held up the red circle sign. "You in this?"

"You know it. The name's Reggie Mantle."

"Wow!" You said in a fake overly happy voice. "You know, when I first walked through those doors I thought you were a douchebag, but I was totally wrong. You're a wanna be ghetto ass douchebag!"

You crumpled up the paper and threw it at him, continuing to walk. Everybody gasped and Sweet Pea smiled excitedly, nodding in his seat.

You silently laughed at him. "Woah."

"What?" Sweet Pea asked, still smiling.

"You look adorable when you're happy." You turned back to the front, missing the smile slide off his face as he stared at you.

As classes went by, you both enjoyed each other's company. Turns out that in every class Sweet Pea is in the back because the teachers fear him. You liked being in the back of the class with him though.

When it came to lunch Veronica practically dragged you to their table. This was your chance to get some information. "So," you said, looking towards Betty and Jughead. "I heard there's been murders of people and animals recently. Do you know anything about it?" They all looked at you, confused. "I'm just really into that stuff."

"Well you'll fit right in here." Veronica joked.

"Not much, but people have been saying things about werewolves." Betty said. "Ethel said that they had a pack at Fox Forest. We were gonna check it out tonight. Do you wanna come?"

"I'd love to." You genuinely smile. If you were to ever stay at one place, it would probably be this one.

Betty smiled. "Okay. This'll be fun."

"Gee gang, sounds like the start of a new mystery." You said without much thought.

"Did you just quote Scooby Doo?" Jughead asked.

"Yes?"

"I think this is the beginning of a new relationship." He said as he munched on his food.

When you got to PE Sweet Pea heard girls talking about you. They were talking about how you had scars covered up, and laughing about how they were ugly on you. He was about to go and tell them off, but was stopped by you calling out for him. "Hey, Sweets!"

"Yeah?"

"We're supposed to partner up, and I think you're the only one who could be close to keeping up with me." You playfully put your hands on your hips.

"We'll see about that, won't we sweetheart?" He gave a smirk.

"Sweetheart, huh? My brother calls his one night stands sweetheart." You counter.

"Don't worry Winchester, you're worth more than that to me." Your cocky smile faded and was replaced with a small, genuine smile with some red on your cheeks. "What's wrong? Not used to the praise?" He slyly said.

"Not at all." You said truthfully. He faltered a bit, but you just brushed your embarrassment off. "C'mon, let's just start the stuff."

Sweet Pea learned just how in shape you were. No matter what exercise was being done, you seemed to excell in it. It was a hassle trying to keep up with you, but he did.

PE was your last period, so the two of you were seen talking together right after school. It seemed that everybody saw, because the five others who greeted you in the morning, except Cheryl, went to go talk to the two of you. It was a rare thing, to see Sweet Pea even give a second glance to someone who isn't a Southsider. But here he was, happy as can be right next to you.

"Hey guys." Betty said. You waved.

"Well well well," Veronica said. "It seems that the new girl in town has found herself a man, and no other than the toughest guy in Riverdale." She was smiling slyly.

They have never seen Sweet Pea so happy, at least not at Riverdale High. Nobody had even seen him look at any girl except Toni, who was one of the guys to him. So having someone crack a smile on his face was a sight to see, and they all automatically wanted the two of you to be together. After all, you made him smile.

Betty then had an idea spring up in her head. "Sweet Pea," he turned his attention towards her, his face unintentionally being a little more colder. "You should come with the three of us tonight to Fox Forest. We're working on the deaths of those people and animals."

Sweet Pea thought about it for a bit, but looking at your waiting face made him not need to think about it at all. "Sure. You guys will need protection, so it's smart if I tag along."

Your face perked up into a smile. Just then a 1967 black Chevy Impala pulled up to the front of the school, classic rock being heard from inside. Two men stepped out and were both leaning on the side of the car. You were guessing that they wanted to look tough to show people not to mess with you.

"Nice ride." Sweet Pea muttered.

"Thanks." You said, everybody turning to you.

"Oh my God, who are those beautiful men standing over there?" Veronica asked. "Especially the one on the left." She said, staring at them.

"That would be Dean. The other one with the long hair is Sam. Those are my brothers." Everyone was in awe of how badass the two looked.

"Well now, some new blood hotties have rolled into town." You all turned your heads to see Cheryl enjoying the view as well. "Who would have known that they were related to a greasy little raggamuffin like you."

"Okay, let's not check out my brothers guys, this is weird and gross for me."

You look at Sweet Pea, who seems to be in a trance as well. "Really? You too?"

He laughed. "No, it's not that. I'm looking at the car." You laughed back. "Don't worry y/n, you're the only Winchester I like to look at." You giggled.

Dean spotted you laughing with some guy. "What the hell?"

"What's wrong?" Sam asked.

"Look at that kid, getting a little too chummy with y/n. I'm gonna have a little talk with him."

"You don't know if he's doing anything bad, they could just be talking Dean."

"The kid has a neck tattoo. He's a douche." They watched as you nudged him, smiling and talking. Sam cleared his throat, not knowing how to defend you anymore.

"Oh hell no." He angrily went over to the group of teenagers, ignoring Sam's calls. Everybody brought their attention to the eldest Winchester walking up. "Hey there." He said to Sweet Pea with a smile. "Wanna tell me why you're standing so close to my sister?"

"Dean." You said, standing in between the both of them, although not making a difference from you being a lot tinier than the two. "Don't."

"We were just talking sir." Sweet Pea said, sweating bullets. He stood up straight and his voice was clear, but he was more nervous than anything.

"Oh, you were just talking. Well to me it seemed like flirting, and if you think I'm gonna let-"

Suddenly a hand clasped hard on Dean's shoulder. "Okay, that's enough. Sorry you all had to see that." He smiled at everyone, making the females melt.

Dean took a few steps back before pointing to Sweet Pea and saying, "We have guns."

"Dean!" Sam said in a sturdy voice.

"Are you satisfied big bro?"

"Get in the car." He said in a strained voice. You mouthed the word sorry to Sweet Pea, then looked at Betty and Jughead, nodding. They nodded back.

When you got to the motel, you were on your way to the bathroom. "Imma go take a shower."

Dean grabbed your arm and plopped you on one of the beds. "Oh no, you're not." You innocently smiled at him, making him even more annoyed. "What the hell were you doing with that kid?"

You looked at him, dead face. "Talking."

"Talking my ass! I saw you two, way too close for friendliness. I don't want you around that guy anymore."

You huffed, kicking off your shoes and getting comfortable. "Why not?"

"Because that kid is bad news. He has a neck tattoo of a double headed snake, I mean, that says it all." He smiled, although unamused.

"It's just a tattoo! I have one too." You were referring to the anti possession tattoo just below your collarbone, which was the same place your brothers had theirs.

"That's different."

"Sam, help me out here."

Sam sighed. "I don't know y/n, you guys were standing pretty close."

"Ha!" Dean said.

"But you really could have only been talking."

"See?! Thank you Sammy. You know what, whatever. I'm gonna head to that 50's themed diner. Want anything?"

"Burgers."

"Just a salad. Thanks."

You nodded and opened the door. "Don't forget the pie!" Dean called out as you shut the door.

You huffed as you went into a diner called Pop's, heading to the front. You didn't notice the four people with leather jackets. You smiled as an old man with the name tag of Pop came. "Do you have pie?"

"Cherry's our best slice." He smiled.

You smiled back. "Perfect. I'll have that, two combo #1's, and a Caesar salad to go please."

"Sure thing. What kind of milkshakes?"

"Milkshakes?"

"Of course, everyone who comes here gets a milkshake. They're the best you'll ever have."

You shrugged, still smiling. There was something that you liked about him. He was just so peaceful. "Surprise me." He nodded and headed to the back. You sat at the counter, waiting for your food.

Meanwhile, Sweet Pea ducked his head when you walked up to the counter. "What's with you?" Toni asked.

"He's into the new girl over there." Jughead said.

"Until her brothers came and scared the crap out of him." Fangs teased.

Sweet Pea flushed from both embarrassment and anger. "No they didn't, I was just showing them respect."

"Then go up to her and ask her out." Fangs said all too casually.

As his three friends stared him down with their evil grins, he awkwardly stood. He knew he couldn't get out of this. He walked over to you, sitting next to you. "Hey."

You swiveled your seat in his direction. "Hey. Sorry about my brothers. Dean likes to get overprotective sometimes, especially when it's with guys that have tattoos on his neck." You have him a teasing smile.

"It's fine." He chuckled out, rubbing where his tattoo was.

"We still on for tonight?" You cocked your head as you waited for his answer, which he found adorable.

"Yeah, I have to be there in case you get yourself in trouble Winchester."

"My hero, but how do I know you won't leave me hanging with Jug and Bets?" There it was again, the nicknames.

"I'm not that kind of guy." He put a hand over his heart jokingly.

"Then why are your friends staring at me?" You squinted your eyes a bit at him.

He put his hand on the back of his neck and rubbed it nervously. "They, uh, wanted me to ask you out." You raised your eyebrows at him in an unimpressed manner. "But, I know that you deserve more than some date from a dare. The date will come, but it will take more time. And I don't care if you'll be leaving soon, I'll drive out to wherever you are and pick you up, and we'll have a good date."

You giggled. He suddenly felt hot, having watched him just pour out his soul. He probably seemed like an idiot right now. "That might have been the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me." You nodded. "Okay, you've got yourself a date. Full warning though, never been on a date. So if I'm weird I'm sorry. But on the bright side, you won't have to top anything from my experience."

He put up his hands to his eye level in victory. "I hit the jackpot."

"Just one thing," you put up your index finger. "You didn't answer my question. How do I know you aren't lying and leave me waiting for you?"

He took off his skull ring and put it on your middle finger. "I have to get my ring back from you." He saw you looking back behind him, then at you. "They're still watching aren't they?"

"Yup." You then leaned to him in your seat and gave him a hug. "Don't worry, I'll put on a show for them." You whispered in his ear, turning your head to kiss his cheek.

"Sorry to interrupt you two love birds up," Pop said, with a bag and a cup holder with three drinks in hand. "But your order's ready. The pie is on the top, and I labeled the flavors of milkshakes on the cups."

You leaned away from Sweet Pea. "Bless your beautiful heart Pop." You reached for your wallet, but Sweet Pea smacked some money down before you could get your own money out. You gave him a side smile. "Ever the gentleman."

"Does that surprise you?" He looked you up and down.

You grabbed your dinner, hopping off your chair. "I bet it would surprise most in this town."

He ignores your comment, and instead focuses on your situation. "Do you need a ride?"

"Um, on your bike?" He nodded, to which you responded by raising the items in your hand. "I have precious cargo."

"Then I'll walk you back to your place."

You gave him a questioning look. "And possibly see my brothers again?"

He shrugged. "I have to protect you, remember? I'm your hero."

You rolled your eyes and smiled. "If you insist."

You both walked and talked, you holding the food and him holding the drinks. "I'm thirsty." He said. "Which one of these milkshakes is yours so I can steal some?"

You laughed. "I have no idea. I told him to surprise me, so that's what he did. Which one do you think I'd like?"

"Peanut butter cup. Definitely." He then took a sip of it, taking it out of the cup holder and putting it towards you. "Try it. Maybe it'll make you stay."

You look at him as he smiled. "I wish. If it tastes bad I'm releasing my brothers onto you." He chucled. You then took a sip, not ready for that level of tastiness to be in that shake. "Holy crap that's amazing!"

"See?!"

"What is up with this ghostly bipolar town? I feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone." You then both got to the motel. "You can go if you want."

"You're living in a motel?"

"Always. Well, sometimes we sleep in the car." You said casually, knocking on your door.

Dean answered the door, eyeing Sweet Pea. "What are you doing here kid?"

"He was at Pop's, and wanted to help me carry dinner." You said with a smile. "He also bought our food! Isn't that so nice of him?"

Sam came to join in. "How considerate."

Your smile became even wider. "Right Dean?"

"You two go on ahead, I'm gonna have a little talk with Mr. Nice Guy outside."

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Lux & Amber

Lux: Hey, Amber, I was wondering if I could talk to you, when you've got the time to 💬 back and forth for a bit 😌 Amber: Hi Amber: this'll work... Amber: are you okay? Lux: Yes in the sense this isn't a total emergency Lux: but no in the sense I'm not bothering you for no reason Lux: I don't know how to start this Amber: total emergencies are what my mama's for anyway, but I'll still try to help, if I can Lux: Yeah Lux: not that I'll be having that kind of emergency ever Lux: well, it was his idea Lux: and I don't know whether he expected me to follow up on it or not but I'm going to Lux: so maybe I don't feel as insane Lux: it's about Dash Amber: Oh Amber: we're not together if that's what's worrying you, it was just once Amber: and it won't be happening again Lux: I knew you weren't Lux: maybe knew is an overstatement, thought, anyway Lux: what do you think of him? Amber: you did, because he doesn't do 'together' and we all know that Amber: what did he do to make you feel insane? Amber: I think it's probably similar to the way he made me feel stupid, but I'm ready to be wrong Lux: How did he make you feel stupid? Amber: I thought we were friends, we're not Amber: and I thought that maybe he was just a little lost, but he knows exactly what he's looking for Lux: Yeah Lux: I think it might be the same Lux: he said one thing at the time Lux: but then today he said something that made that all so Lux: gross Amber: because he wanted something different from you today from wanting to have sex with you Lux: he said it was part of the tour Lux: which in itself...but then he said he only did it to 'tourists' Amber: I've been here for months, how am I a tourist? Lux: I know! Amber: my family lives and works here and he goes to school with me, I see him every day for like hours, on the commune and outside of it Lux: I wanted him to admit that it was a lie, that this was like family, because that isn't what you do to family, even if it's totally chill or whatever, you still don't view all these girls as your sisters, like you clearly do the boys as your bros Lux: but he couldn't do that, 'cos if this is all bullshit then what is he doing Lux: but then that amounted to him essentially saying he did it to the most fucked up, vulnerable girls, who he knew would go away before it became an issue for him...and that's me, so, everything else he said is untrue and manipulative and Amber: I don't think he understands family for what it's worth, whether he really believes this is one or he's hiding behind that Amber: but if that's his perspective, I understand now why he seemed to immediately regret sleeping with me, because it's unlikely I'm leaving any time soon Amber: even if my 'vulnerability' did jump out Lux: you've at least confirmed I'm not hysterical Lux: he said I should ask you, that it's cool Amber: I'm sorry he hurt and used you like that, I didn't realise I'd have to start warning every girl here Amber: or that he was THAT person Amber: yes, he lied to me and stole from me but he's not the first hippie boy I've met who tried to do some kind of free love revival Lux: he said he wasn't scared of me 'telling' on him to these girls because everyone else is into it too Lux: but he asked me not to multiple times so clearly he doesn't think everyone would still be down if it was total transparency Amber: plenty of people here are into it and whatever you say or don't say, there'll be girls who are still into him Amber: I fell for it after everything I'd seen and heard because he made me want to, I was still willing to give him another chance afterwards Amber: pretty face and prettier words, right? Lux: I'm just sick of dealing with people who are shitty Lux: just because they're not as shitty to me as everyone else Amber: there are people here who would listen, I hope, hold him accountable instead of falling into the forgiveness and understanding speech immediately Amber: my mama, for one, if it came from you instead of me Lux: there's people here who don't like me too Lux: more than that Amber: Who? Lux: I'm not trying to turn this into a big tattle-tale party Lux: I tried to tell him but he wasn't listening Amber: you can tell me, I'll keep my temper and listen Amber: nobody wants to listen to teenage girls and I'm not feeding into that lie that we're all hysterical, even though I am angry Lux: some of the older ladies Lux: they don't think I am a teenage girl Lux: that I've co-opted the experience of being a woman for the aesthetic, without ever having to face the adversity and struggles they do, as biological women Amber: I don't have the vocabulary to express how disgustingly narrow and dangerous that thinking is Lux: it's interesting to hear it from a perspective other than religion, I guess Lux: but still Lux: he thinks it's perfect here, and everyone is Amber: and his brother thinks it's hell on earth Lux: you know his brother? Amber: I met him and my 'aesthetic' jumped out for him Amber: he decided who I am because I live here Lux: I almost thought he'd made him up Lux: in a weird way Lux: I don't know how you get Dash and then him, from what he sounds like, anyway Amber: their experiences are actually entirely different Amber: Dash has opted out of any of the struggles, by being here, so it is perfect for him in that way, I guess Amber: like a utopia Amber: it's no wonder his brother thinks none of us live in the real world Lux: He doesn't 'do' responsibility, he said that Lux: responsibility to be an alright person really is the minimum Amber: plenty of people here obviously don't either Amber: those woman you mentioned don't even understand their own privilege, they just want to tell you yours Lux: don't get me wrong Lux: here is fine Lux: and lots of the people are nice and whatever Lux: but whenever I talk about my family it's like this smugness of how backwards they are when I've got the same treatment from plenty of non-religious folks for no reason but disagreeing Lux: my parents think they're saving me from eternal damnation, because they love me, that's not nothing Amber: like the thinking that anything about living this way makes us superior isn't backward Amber: they're pretending to be free and open is the key to the kingdom and the only way anyone gets to be here Amber: but it's not Lux: I just need somewhere I'm safe Lux: so I can actually sort out what I'm doing with the rest of my life Amber: I know what you mean Amber: I feel like I'm always asking for time to figure things out but it doesn't happen like that Lux: Sorry to put more strain on your time right now Lux: it just Lux: ugh Amber: honestly, it's a relief that there's someone else who feels the same about this place Amber: I can't talk to my parents about it, they love it here Lux: You can talk to me about it any time Lux: even if I am your dad's teacher's pet right now Lux: I just get really bored of the manual labour here, I don't mind chipping in, obviously, but being stuck here all day every day, I want to be using my 🧠 Amber: he talks about you A LOT and I am jealous but I'm not holding it against you personally Amber: if only you could take my place in school... Amber: but for now, do you want to come with me? Somewhere where everything is concrete and plastic? Lux: Dash would be so upset we're not talking about him right there Lux: sounds like heaven Amber: does he 'do' upset? 🙄 Lux: I'm trying not to care right now Amber: we're caring about 🛍💅 like teenage girls with like ZERO struggles Amber: I full intend to buy the most uncomfortable and impractical bra ever and wear it everywhere those women are Lux: 😆 Lux: as long as I can find some falsies to fill mine Amber: I probably should too, there's not much going on here Amber: and when you're in a better headspace, I'll introduce you to my friends from school Amber: I think it'll help Lux: really? 😀 😃 Amber: Yes, some of them are so 'normal' it makes me feel 👽 Amber: but in a good way Lux: I could use that Amber: the conversations hit different because they are Lux: I liked talking to him Lux: 'til he messed it all up Amber: not to be ✌☮🕊 but do you want to give him another chance? Lux: I really don't know what I think or what I'm going to do yet Lux: I've got no desire to hate anyone or be petty Lux: but he isn't sorry so Lux: I'm just a pushover and an idiot if I give him another chance Amber: caring is important but you need to care about yourself too, especially if he isn't sorry Lux: I just hope he can make some better choices Lux: but unlikely Lux: he's happy with how it is right now Amber: treating girls right instead of passing them around like 🚬🌿 isn't growth he's ready for Amber: yet Lux: its hard to know what I should say Lux: if anything Lux: to these other girls he was openly being nasty abouy Amber: his honesty was brutal, why soften the truth if it only protects him? Amber: you can always show them the relevant parts of the conversation if you kept it Lux: I'd feel like crap if other people got hurt needlessly when I knew Lux: but I'm hardly endearing myself to them if they don't see it how I do and they just think I'm trying to like, claim him or whatever nonsense Amber: I can do it, he's already made all those jokes about me being 💔 Amber: and I've been here long enough for everyone to know who I am Lux: 🙄😒 Lux: why are guys like that Lux: they say they wanna chill with down girls but then their ego makes them wanna believe you're actually in LOVE with them Amber: I wish I knew, and that I didn't have sex with him Amber: but he probably would have said I did anyway, I guess Lux: He's the second person I've ever Amber: well now I'm really 😠 Amber: my dad'll be upset about it but if I see him around I will hit him Lux: I mean, I'm straight Lux: so I was gay Amber: that's adversity if those judgemental woman would like to get into it, liking boys is the biggest struggle Amber: they really don't make it easy for us Lux: Are there any boys you like that aren't him Amber: I need to make better decisions, so that means saying no to that question Lux: Gotcha Amber: but it's a lie and I'm not lying to you today too Amber: just so you know Lux: I appreciate it Lux: probably got enough frivolous boy chat for the both of us though, so you can try to be better Amber: he did say he likes me, I do have that in writing, but what have we learned today if not to trust stuff like that Lux: is he from school? Lux: not all guys can be total assholes, right Lux: that sounds like something those old ladies would say Amber: he's a good person but he insists he's bad for me, I have to listen to that, don't I? Lux: depends why he thinks that, I suppose Lux: it could be an insecurity thing Lux: or a genuine warning Amber: he thinks it's genuine, and I know why he does, we are very different Lux: good different like your school friends Lux: or the bad kind Amber: I don't know Lux: Tricky Amber: it's another thing I need more time to figure out Lux: You'll have it Lux: boys wait for girls like you Amber: girls like me? Lux: Beautiful Amber: that's girls like US Lux: 😌😚 Amber: beautiful and weird and getting out of here for a while even if boys are waiting for us Lux: heck yeah! Lux: he's waiting on Cleopatra though, currently Amber: who? Amber: is she new here? Lux: oh, that's not her real name Lux: umm Lux: another 💎 Amber: he's not waiting for me Lux: Sapphire! Amber: of course Lux: I don't know her Amber: she got here a few weeks ago, her brother Onyx tends to speak for her more than she does for herself Lux: don't love that Lux: was picturing Liz Taylor Lux: wouldn't need to worry about her Amber: did he say she looks like Elizabeth Taylor? Lux: just Cleo Lux: well, 'vibe' which can mean everything and nothing, I really don't know Amber: I don't 👀 it Lux: like you said, if anything his words are pretty Lux: which is nice, in a fucked up kinda way Amber: I don't think I'll try and remember how he described my 'vibe' though Lux: just let me know if he's doubling up on 👼s Amber: there are less 👼🏽 it would be creative Amber: but no Lux: not going to keep a list for him so he can keep track or anything Amber: if he keeps one himself I didn't find it when I searched his room Lux: wait, WHAT??!? Amber: he stole my stash, I didn't want my dad to get upset with me so I went to his house to see if I could get it back Amber: that's how I met his brother Amber: I didn't find it, if he smoked with you, that was on me Lux: asshole Lux: I need to find something cute to wear at the shops Lux: it's the most teen girl response possible Amber: [tells her where she can find all the best clothes because it'd be such a free for all cos nobody has proper rooms or storage like] Lux: 🤞 having my ankles on display is a CHOICE LEWK Lux: ['cos how many of these malnourished girls are 5'10 lol] Amber: ✂ Amber: short shorts are a teenage girl staple Amber: I'm going to get something else pierced while I'm this young and beautiful Lux: 😄😄 I have the legs for it 💁 Amber: and if you get 😽 called, you get to say everything Dash refused to listen to earlier Lux: Alright, I'm ready 😎 🤩 🥳 Amber: 🙃 Amber: let's go!

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