#soda’s hs posting again

[fandomsoda]

Gathered a handful of nostalgic Homestuck videos and songs that fit and made a short playlist for celebrating Homestuck’s anniversary, enjoy the bops

#music playlist #homestuck #soda’s hs posting again #4/13 #413

[noxiatoxia]

been thinking about emotional hurt/comfort with hikakao recently. even though its been brought up a few times,, idk its my favorite. mostly because i feel like they know each other better than anyone. so they know exactly how to make each other feel better

i need to think of a scenario for this. idk. something really sweet and cuddly bc imagine hikaru finds kaoru crying, hed sit next to him and hug/comfort him and literally wouldn't leave his side until he felt better. or the other way around,, hikaru would be kind of ashamed he was even crying at all but kaoru would hold him close to his chest and hikaru would feel safe enough to just cry openly into his shoulder..:(

the twins having each other as their safe space is literally so sweet to me gghffgjdjdjdndn,, they grew up only ever being vulnerable with each other so they know each other best and are only 100% open with one another. just ,, idk. just love that about them

ALSO i saw ur post abt them baing gamers and SO TRUE!!!! the hitachiin twins play minecraft multiplayer every single day together (real)

no but actually i think they bonded a lot over video games, as it seemed to be a main hobby of theirs before the host club. i imagine younger them snuggled under the blankets in bed when its really late, taking turns playing their little gameboy thing. or building themselves a little fort around them and their game console/monitor and playing on that,, multiplayer or just taking turns playing levels on any game. staying up all night with like. soda and chips and stuff. really unhealthy but they're middle school boys so basically living the dream

I BET they have a minecraft world together that they've been carefully cultivating for years. and one night in middle school they stayed up all night in a situation like i said before, and beat the ender dragon. both of them remember it as like one of the happiest days of their lives. nerds

to this day they still take care of that minecraft world. kaoru has 2 dogs and 3 cats, maybe a parrot. hikaru has about a million dogs

idc that technically that conflicts with the actual time ohshc was made . do Not care

middle school hitachiin twins would fucking combust into flames finding out about the nintendo switch

HII!!! Sorry it took me so long to get to this I've been genuinely thinking about it,,

i LOVE the hurt/comfort potential with those two esp with them being each other's safe space/lifeline. Hikaru of course, whenever Kaoru's feeling down, will literally move heaven and earth to make him feel better again. Although I can imagine in their HS years, Kaoru's emotions becoming more complicated, Hikaru finds it harder to truly cheer Kaoru up like he used to (bc the boy is fucking clinically depressed cough fucking cough) and that starts to worry him a lot. He does everything he can think of, but Kaoru will always have those moments where he just needs time to snap out of it... Hikaru's efforts are always appreciated tho.

Also, I imagine Hikaru, as he gets older, cries less. Not bc he's less emotional, far from it, but bc he hates feeling vulnerable with himself & he hates to worry Kaoru over what he feels are minuscule issues. But oh man... I can't think of a scenario that could happen that would like, set him off, but I'm simply imagining Hikaru letting out guttural sobs prob from trying so hard to hold them back, and it's loud and violent and Kaoru is honestly just shocked bc it's been a long time since he's seen his brother anything like this before... like he's crying so hard Kaoru is afraid Hikaru will make himself sick and he holds him, patting his back and trying to calm him down. It's hard to get him to calm down to a point where he's breathing stably but Kaoru does. Thankfully, though just as worried and heartbroken as Hikaru would be in the reverse situation, Kaoru is much more outwardly calm and collected, which helps calm Hikaru down. Also, related, I think when either twins are upset/depressed they cope differently. Hikaru prefers to talk about it while Kaoru prefers to be distracted from it, hence why Hikaru tends to try to cheer him up with movies and stories and Kaoru talks to Hikaru in hushed voices asking him what's wrong.

NOT SO SUBTLE SEGWAY INTO THE OTHER THING.... REAL AND TRUE. THEYRE GAMERS YOUR HONOR

I actually have So many thoughts on this. They play the GBA SP in the anime, so I like to think Kaoru played the fucking... Cinderella GBA game.... like all the time... BTW I actually PLAYED that game in call with a friend once. Beat the whole thing in less than 30 minutes. It uh isn't very like. good but it isn't bad?? I think Kaoru would like it bc it's simple and easy to play it's like a stress ball in the form of a game. Hikaru will lose his damn mind if he has to hear the shitty BG music from that godforsaken game ONE MORE TIME.

Otherwise (and dw I don't care for canon timeline either) I do think they play mostly multi-player bc, duh. I wonder if they would share one pokemon cart and play together or have two... my heart says one but i'd love for them to have two so they can battle together and stuff. But tbh they are more the type to face other people together, not each other. So I think they shared one cart - Soul Silver, for example - and would just play together. Like, Hikaru would be playing, and Kaoru would sit next to him with his head on his shoulder. They'd decide together which Pokemon to catch and what to name them and so and so. They always named their saves smth silly like "Hikaoru" bc it's both their game. And then they'd wi-fi fight other trainers... with Hikaru's ideas & Kaoru's technician they prob put together some good competitive teams (and then got bored they always won...)

MINECRAFT is a fun one bc they have a system. Hikaru gets the materials & Kaoru will build. And ofc they always put their minecraft beds together (😳😳) the only things they really don't share are the pets... Kaoru is faithful and has 2 dogs (named after cinderella and the prince) and 3 cats (named after the mice) and 1 parrot (no name he just calls it "bird"). Hikaru has a bazillion unnamed dogs. He keeps breeding them he wants to start an army.

btw they are total griefers. would play with tamaki only to burn his house down. everytime. cruel.

Generally i think they also like FPS and arcade games with co-op. Any game where they can work together to kick other people's asses.

They rlly like handhelds bc u can take them wherever (like to school lol). I can very much imagine them in middle school maybe even earlier WAY up past their bedtime hiding under sheets on the ds doing online play on mario kart... they were so tired the next day but they beat everyone they matched so WORTH IT

Also I think Kaoru would like puzzle games but Hikaru doesn't. He is not nearly patient enough for that shit.

(I wonder if theyre more Sonic fans or Mario fans? :thinking: the great debate...)

#ohshc #hikakao #;noxiatalks2ya

[kijiboop]

In the Family: Chapter Four

Master Post

December 1987

The second half of a football game can sometimes spell disaster, especially when the teams are closely matched. The Arlington HS team had managed to hang on to their lead for most of the second half, but Yorktown started pulling out some moves they hadn't seen before in the final quarter. Desperate for their chance at the next stage of the championship, both teams fought harder and tempers were running high, both on the field and off. Lily had watched at least three different people removed from the stands for fighting and both teams had produced penalties in just the last quarter. 

"Twenty-eight even," muttered Travis beside her. He was half folded on his bench, clutching her foam finger like it was the only thing holding him in his seat. "Overtime is going to break him."

"He'll be fine," she murmured back. "Chris has played his share of overtime games this year. Don't worry."

Travis shook his head and waved a finger toward the field. "It's not Chris I'm worried about. It's that quarterback. He looks dead on his feet."

Lily craned her neck to catch a look at Ryan Kuku, the senior quarterback. He did seem pretty wiped out, guzzling water and Gatorade on the sidelines between plays. "As long as he doesn't throw an interception, we've got this."

"Shhh." Travis rapped his knuckles sharply against the wooden seats of the bleachers, then gave her a wry smile. "You'll jinx him."

"Wouldn't want that," agreed Lily. The crowd surged and they both looked to the field. In a crunch of helmets and shoulder pads, the two teams collided and they watched the quarterback fall back with the ball, searching the field. Two defenders had Chris pinned down and two others were keeping the other receivers occupied, leaving Ryan with no one to throw to. He lifted his hand, put it down, slapped the ball into his opposite hand a few times. "Throw it!" Lily screamed, echoing a few other voices from the stands.

The ball launched from Ryan's hand and the crowd held its breath, watching for direction, watching for a safe landing...

"No way," breathed someone nearby.

Chris was up above the heads of his defenders, hands clasping the ball into the pocket as he landed in the end zone, one foot... two. Still in control. Both defenders crashed into him seconds later, blasting him off his feet but he never let go of the ball. 

Chaos broke loose as the buzzer sounded and the game ended. People were screaming and cheering in a riot of sound and motion and color that buffeted from all directions. Caught up in the wildness of the crowd, Lily found herself hugging the nearest body and jumping up and down. Her new best friend was also cheering and jumping, as were most of the people around them. Someone spilled soda and popcorn went flying. 

When color and sound had resolved into more familiar shapes again, Lily blinked up at Travis Hackett. Her arms were tightly around his middle and he looked just as surprised to find his arms around her as she was. They stared at each other for a set of rushed heartbeats before letting go abruptly and standing back. "Good game," Travis managed after a second.

"Awesome game," agreed Lily. She could feel her face heating up and her heart still hammering in her chest. 

"I should...go see...if..." Travis haltingly tried a few words in a string, then stopped. He was staring down at her foam finger, which he was still clutching. "Here."

"Keep it," Lily said. "You'll need it for the next game."

Travis's face split into a wide grin and he seemed to regain his balance. "That's right. They won." With relief in his face, he turned back toward the field and they watched as the team carried Chris around the end zone. "Damn," Travis murmured, "never would have thought a Hackett would save a football game."

"You didn't play?" 

The look on Travis's face made Lily almost choke on her tongue trying not to laugh. "Not exactly."

"Why not?" Lily waved a hand in the direction of the field where the team had finally put Chris back on his feet and were busy accepting congratulations from the Yorktown team. "You're at least as fast as Chris."

"Recent development," Travis said, almost to himself. He glanced at her and Lily gave him a sunny smile. "You really think that?"

Lily shrugged. "You were really moving when you hit those gates."

"Huh." They were silent for a few more seconds, watching as the crowd settled down and began to collect itself to return home. "It was... interesting meeting you, Lily. You're not what I expected."

"Likewise." Lily shuffled her feet. Embarrassed, she got a flash of how secure his arms around her had felt. Maybe it was just the post-game euphoria talking. "You'll be in Syracuse next weekend?" The baffled expression on his face made her smile. "The final, Travis. Try to keep up. Carrier Dome, Syracuse. Next weekend."

Travis covered his face with his hands and groaned. "God, finals." He rubbed his face vigorously, then turned toward the stairs. "I've gotta catch the bus back."

Surprised, Lily followed him. "It's eleven at night."

"I've got final exams tomorrow," he said without looking back. "And the next day. And Friday."

"Well, shit." 

At her tone, Travis stopped and turned to blink at her. "What?"

"Shit," Lily repeated and grinned. "I'll drive you."

"But... I..."

"I have a car and a license," she retorted and Travis shook his head like he was trying to clear it. "I'm seventeen, Travis. Not twelve."

"I thought..." Travis pointed weakly back the direction they had come. "You said--"

"No, you said," she interrupted him, "and you assumed due to my decided lack of interest in talking about it." Lily gave him a little push toward the exit. "C'mon, I'll show you."

"Don't you have school tomorrow?"

"I'm a senior. I'll skip."

Travis allowed himself to be steered down the stairs and into the parking lot of the stadium, looking both bemused and mournfully lost. By the time Lily had packed him into the passenger seat of a '78 Volkswagen of dubious repair, he had found his words again. "You're older than I thought."

"I get that a lot," she said cheerfully and revved the engine, which promptly gave her a grinding sound and stalled. "Oh, fuck you, Betsy. C'mon." She turned the key again and the engine sputtered back to life. She backed out of the parking space, then steered the little car around to the front of the stadium where some of the team were huddled together. Lily rolled down her window and hollered, "Chris!"

Chris Hackett staggered away from the cluster and squinted at her, trying to identify her as someone he knew. "What?"

"I'm stealing your brother," Lily yelled to him. "I'll give him back, don't worry."

"What!?" Chris and Travis chorused and Lily grinned, gunning the VW's little engine dramatically and putt-putting off down the street.

***

Half an hour later, Travis shook his head slowly and looked at the driver of the Volkswagen. "Did you seriously just abduct me from my brother's football game?"

"I guess I did." Lily shrugged. "Do you mind?"

"I guess not." He looked through the windshield and sighed. "Cheaper than a bus ticket, anyway."

"So you think," Lily said ominously and Travis blinked. She grinned at him. "I'm gonna make you talk."

Travis chuckled and mimed slapping for the door handle. "Lemme out, lemme out!" He rearranged himself in the seat so he was facing her and leaning against the door. "What about?"

"Let's start with what really made you sprint from the bus station to the football stadium."

Travis raised his eyebrows. "What, you wouldn't do that for your brother?"

Lily smiled without taking her eyes off the road. "My brother doesn't usually care much where I am as long as it's not bothering him."

"But you're family."

She shrugged and nodded. "Sure. I'm just the annoying little sister, though."

Travis considered for a while, then said, "I'll bet you care where he is, don't you? If you're doing something you're proud of?"

Lily tilted her head enough so she could make eye contact. "Maybe."

"You want him to be proud of you, too." Travis shrugged. "I know Chris is proud of this. I want him to know I'm proud of him, too." They rode in silence for a few minutes before he added softly, "Family always comes first with us. Always."

"So you'd mess up your grades to show your brother you're proud of him?"

"It's just one class I'm worried about. I can handle taking it again if I have to."

"Huh." Lily considered his words. "You must all be close, then."

"Chris and I are," Travis agreed softly. "Our little brother, Bobby, though, he's only eleven."

"What about your parents?"

Travis stared out the windshield, considering how to answer her. "Close with my dad," he said after a while. "Not so much with my mom." Lily didn't press him and Travis felt himself relaxing a little more through his shoulders. He hadn't realized how tensed up the question had made him. "You?"

"It's just me and Jason," she murmured. "Mom died a few years ago. Never knew my dad. I'm living with Peggy, my mom's friend until I finish school."

"No other family?"

Lily's jaw tensed and Travis wondered if maybe he shouldn't have asked. "Mom's parents like to pretend we don't exist." She glanced up toward a sign on the interstate, then signaled and took an exit toward Westchester. 

"You seem like you know the way pretty well," Travis observed, hoping to change the subject.

"I looked at Pace," she murmured. "So did Jason."

"Really? What for?"

"Jason's at Purdue Northwest for Social Work, if you'll believe it," Lily said with a smile. "They offered him a better scholarship than Pace."

"What about you?"

She glanced away from the road to study his face. "Why?"

Travis felt a smile curling across his face. "I'm interested." He heard the echo of Chris's question on the roof of the tree house. The more he talked to this girl, the more she seemed to line up with his answer. Short, smart, funny and unlikely to put up with much shit, especially from him. And still seventeen, he reminded himself doggedly and felt his cheeks heat up.

But Lily was smiling and blushing as she turned to look back at the road. "I'm not sure yet," she said. "Probably Psychology or Communications. I might stay here and go to SUNY."

"Gonna be a shrink?"

Lily grinned. "I've got more than enough practice living in this town." She drummed her thumbs against the wheel for a second, then added, "I like working with people but I hate talking to them. Does that make any sense?"

"You seemed to do fine with me today," Travis said with a shrug. 

"Yeah, but you're easy."

There was a profound moment of silence between them and Travis raised his eyebrows, noticing how brightly Lily's cheeks had flushed pink. "I am?"

"Yeah," she said in a small voice. She stayed quiet long enough that Travis wondered if she was going to speak again for the rest of the trip. Eventually, she added, "I don't talk to guys who aren't my brother or his friends. Ever."

"I don't believe that for a second," Travis chuckled. When she shot him a quick glance, he swallowed the laughter and realized how honest she was being. "Why not?"

"I've been the punchline for a lot of jokes," she all but whispered. "Have been for years. I'm... kind of used to it. I expect it from anyone my brother's age or younger."

"I think you're funny," Travis offered, "but not a joke." Lily made a strange sound somewhere between a laugh and a wheeze that made Travis check her face. She looked like she might be on the edge of crying but the light from the dashboard made it hard to tell. "Are you okay?"

"Ask me again after graduation," she whispered. Travis fell silent, confused. She brushed at her face with the heel of one hand, confirming the tears he had suspected were there. 

The rest of the trip passed in silence that seemed like it should be strained. Travis was surprised by how unstrained he felt. He gave Lily a few directions once they were closer to his area of town. When she pulled up in front of his apartment, he sighed, "Well. This is me. Thank you for the ride. You really didn't have to."

"I know," Lily said softly. "I wanted to. I like to drive." He got out of the car, then paused before closing the door, unable to find words for what was going through his mind. Lily smiled. "Want a ride to Syracuse?"

Travis opened his mouth, then closed it again. "Yeah. I'd like that. I'll chip in for gas, if you want."

"Want me to pick you up here or at the bus stop in LaGrange?"

"The bus stop is fine."

Lily paused, then grinned at him. "Have you got a pen?"

"Yeah?"

"Gimme."

Travis fished through the inside of his jacket, then handed her a black ballpoint pen. Before he could withdraw, she caught his hand and wrote a string of numbers across the back of his wrist. They were both blushing when she handed the pen back. "Call me," she said softly, "y'know, if anything changes. Or if you want to talk. Or whatever."

Travis grinned through his embarrassment. "I will," he said. "See you next week."

"Good luck on your finals."

"Thanks." He closed the car door and stepped back, almost tripped over the curb and waved as Lily pulled away. She waved back and the VW puttered its way down the road and out of sight. "I," Travis sighed to himself, "am in so much trouble."

#the quarry game #the quarry #travis hackett #chris hackett #OFC: Lily Gagnon #Travis Hackett/OFC #kiji fics #fanfiction #ao3 fanfic

[servetolive]

hey, so I just read, like, ALL of your cleno fics.. (so so good btw aaahhhh) Do you have some favourites that you could reccommend? thank you for all your great work!

Hi anon! Thanks so much for reading, I'm so flattered!! 😭

As I'm not sure what your particular tastes are, I can't say exactly! I'm a picky reader myself and I prefer Reno written a certain way (ahem: hood af), and Cloud written a certain way (confident and slutty). The pairing is not necessarily a popular one, so there isn't much in the way of darkfic, which is what I specialize in, and also why I write so much of it.

There is a new story called Debating Devils that I'm rather excited about. There's also Cherry Soda Boy by @agrinsosardonic which is a darker HS AU. Aside from that, I'm constantly writing new shit for this pairing (took a break from one rn to respond to this) and I'll always post here if there's something I can't get enough of!

Again, thank you so much, anon!

#nonnie #Cleno #Ff7 fic #fic rec #cloud x reno #reno of the turks #cloud strife

[mountainmaven]

A to Z Bookish Survey: F, R, I, E, N, D, S, please!

awwww you are so sweet!!!! Thank you!!!

F. Fictional Character You Would Have Dated In High School -oh wow this is hard. Given who I was in HS and how confused and lost I was I’d probably date someone really tragic like Dorian Gray. ugh lol

R. Reading Regret There are two: The Boy in the Striped Pajamas, and This is Where I Leave You. (I won’t elaborate because my opinions on these are very unpopular).

I. Important Moments of Your Reading Life The first time I stayed up all night to finish a book (okay not ALL night but I was up until 4:00 am just reading a book). The first time I ignored all my responsibilities and sat in a chair and read a book from cover to cover in a day. And the times I realized that I don’t have to follow the reading crowd - I don’t have to like what the majority likes, and likewise I don't have to hate what the majority hates. That I don’t have to feel guilty for not finishing books if I don’t like them. That I’m not less than anyone else simply because there are so few classics that I actually like (and therefore hardly read them anymore because the track record is so bad).

E. E-Reader or Physical Books Physical Books. I really don’t like reading on a screen - not even long articles or posts. Plus I like holding, smelling, feeling, the book in all its glory in my hands, and I like having them on my shelves in my home.

N. Number of Bookcases You Own - I think a dozen (I just counted in my head and I think that’s right - it could be more but it’s definitely not less)

D. Drink of Choice While Reading It varies - it could be water, coffee, tea, soda, golden milk, - honestly it just depends on what I’m in the mood for.

S. Series You Started and Need to Finish The Great Library series by Rachel Caine, and Miss Peregrine’s series by Ransom Riggs.

Thank you again so much for always sending me asks on these fun things!!!

[hes-writer]

Fries and Burgers

Summary: Harry and Y/N go on a midnight date

Warnings: fluff!

Word Count: 609 words

“Are we on a date right now?”

Y/N looks up from eating her burger, chewing methodically to not choke. A smidge of ketchup stays on the corner of her lips and she nods.

“‘Course we are,”

Harry bobs his head in acknowledgment, “Alright, gotcha”

He reaches over the table to grab a piece of Y/N’s french fry spilling out of the paper container. It was half-past midnight and Y/N had woken up Harry only half an hour ago, pleading him to dress up and drive them to a 24-hour fast food joint.

----

“Harry” A whisper hisses beside his ear. He only swats his hand against the direction of the voice, drifting off back to sleep until it echoes again-- more persistently.

“Harry!” He groans in response, deciding to make an effort to say that he had heard her.

Y/N’s hand grips his shoulder and shakes him lightly as if she was jiggling the sleepiness off of his body.

“Harry,”

“W-what’s wrong, Y/N?” His rough voice gruffs out, sitting up on his bum. His large hand balls into a fist rub the sleep out of his eyes. The bleary vignette of Y/N slowly clears up.

“Can we get some burgers, please?”

“Sure,” He answers, scooting back to lay on his side of the bed.

“Harry” She states once again.

“Wha-- you mean now?”

----

And that was how they ended up eating burgers with a side of fries at the brink of dawn, dressed in their matching plaid pajamas. Harry’s hair was sticking in different directions and Y/N’s was not any better; frazzled and haggard from her movements during her sleep.

A slap on his hand prevents Harry’s mission from acquiring a piece of her french fries.

“Hey! What’d you do that for,” He whines out, clutching his hand as if it hurt that much.

“You have your own food right there,”  She points to the same container of fries just adjacent of her own where Harry tried to take some.

“Yours taste better though,”

“How does tha-- you haven’t tasted mine,”

“Exactly, I need to compare the two of them,” He states, adding on that he must be given a share of Y/N’s fries; it must be done for science.

“You’re absolutely ridiculous,” She says through a mouthful of burger. Her free hand was covering the opening to her fries, shielding it away from Harry’s view and from his sneaky, grabby hands.

“Me? You’re the one who woke me up to get food!”

“Wha-- are you complaining right now?” She retaliates knowing full well that Harry’s tummy is happy right now from being filled with his own food.

He burps out in satisfaction, further proving Y/N’s point to which he slouches against the back of his seat in a meek fashion.

“No”

“I thought so,” She takes a gulp of her soda pop, feeling the fizzy beverage tickling her throat.

For the next five minutes, Harry picks on his potato fries; sluggishly picking an oily piece up and chewing it adamantly in his mouth. His jaw slacks and tightens while he munches on it. His lips set in a semi-permanent pout, watching her with sad puppy eyes.

She feels a strong pull at her heart, making her sigh at the sight in front of her.

“Here you go,” She offers him some of her fries, stretching her arm towards him and dangling the container in front of his hand.

Harry’s eyes immediately light up in happiness, a smile stretching across his face with his teeth baring in a gleaming grin.

“Thank you, Y/N”

“We should have dates like this more often,”

i find this so cute!

just some fluff for a filler post while i polish up “one of my own” :D

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[snowtimeisbesttime]

Thoughts and questions on Pesterquest Volume 6, routes 1 and 2! Aka the one where shit finally goes down.

-!!!! musics from the homestuck albums!!!! more concretely i'd say they’re from Alterniabound; Gamzee's is MiRaClEs, while I can't for the life of me remember how that Vriska theme was called but it's Good.

~ROUTE 1~

-The question of “does alternian seawater corrode humans (/friends)” is left for another day (considering the acid rain. it probably does corrode humans.)

-Gamzee warms up to MC almost immediately; which actually makes a lot of sense considering... later events.

-Why's his hive so shoddy, by the way? He's in the highest landdweller caste and benefits from the miracle of speedy online deliveries (when back in Hiveswap 1, Xefros mentioned that deliveries for rustbloods could take sweeps- then again Hiveswap (/Friendsim) is a very different time period than Hivebent, and one we'll hopefully learn more about soon!). As far as I remember trolls would have their hives built by carpenter drones very shortly after leaving the Caverns... how long has he been eating those pies again?

-what's the thing about MC that makes everybody go “hmm yes I am going to give Funky Chemical Substances to the alien now”. Seriously by this point I'm expecting Feferi to bust out a 6 pack of Drugs (soda) the second we even see her (as we all know, her mom bought them).

-We also get a pesterquest murderstuck!! Though iirc HS's murderstuck happened because Dave sent Gamzee an ICP video, not just because he ran out of slime pies... and here, he says that someone's been talking to him, and that we'll meet him soon...... (he does go for a lot longer without sopor in pesterquest though...)

(-also like. why wouldn't he get a pie's captcha code and alchemize more on the meteor??? like they had at least one alchemiter... were they too expensive?)

-We got the “okay ending” from that post i made yesterday: clown lore!! As well as our memories of Karako, briefly... he did make MC an honorary clown when he took them with him to the Dark Carnival, didn't he? (There's also the blood initiation (murder) they got in Chahut's bad route... i cant believe mc is double cloun)

-Once they remembered Karako, MC tried to zap to him, and ended up... somewhere nobody was ever supposed to see. A tunnel with a light at the end, where we got to see MC themself in third person and some random humanoid figure T-posing at us (though that was more of an A-pose); before getting zapped back to the main narrative, some time after leaving. ...Might Karako, our most baby clown, be dead when Hivebent happens? Highbloods are supposed to be very long lived, but we don't know just how long has it been since Friendsim's time... and of course, we've already seen him die once :(((.

-wait didn't karako also all but instantly befriend MC? As in, the only route of his that didn't end with friendship was the one where the drone took him...

-Somebody does NOT want MC to get their memories back. We also have more limits here than in Friendsim; if MC opens the mop closet instead of Gamzee, the universe straight up crashes, whereas the last time something like that happened it was more gradual (Boldir & Karako's routes)

-most importantly, we did Not get anything similar to the “cursed ending”, thank fuck.

~ROUTE 2~

-Vriska's good route in a word and several images of crying cats with heart emojis: aaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!

-trans vriska real!!!!

-Of course, we open with a callback to Ardata's route.

-MC manages to miss Vriska doing stuff with dice right in front of them and thinks she means a political campaign, but they're happy to help anyways- and Vriska's definitely happy to explain how FLARP works to them!

-Was that a Nepeta hint??? We know she lives in a cave and it seems that houses are very important focus points for MC's powers... blease let me see my daughter soon (also. when the fuck has vriska been to nepeta's hive??????)

-And we get a sweet sweet FLARP loredump, featuring classes and attributes and Interactivity!!! fuck now i wanna make my fantrolls stats

-The weird shit starts early on in this route- see MC's random reluctance to make more friends, the few monochoices before the route's Actual Big Choice, MC briefly thinking this is the first time they've been to Alternia, the actual literal punching of a hole through the fourth wall when they check out the warnings on the options menu (while vriska just waits for them to finish)...

-We get to give MC an actual name we can see in words! In a route where they explicitly have trouble seeing themselves as a distinct, unique entity...

-Vriska tries to use her powers to control MC and give them Epic Sword Skills- but all she can do to humans is make them fall asleep. (also it says that “the seven red dots of her prosthetic” glow- what prosthetic??? her glasses??? did she have a robot eye all this time???)

-Thanks to that we get to meet again with the Best Troll, Boldir!!! Who also speaks about a he who's fucking shit up here. Her presence in MC's mind (and maybe not only there) also helps us remember our friends, finally. Sadly we're separated by the strings way too soon... and immediately transported back to DS the first's house.

-What will you do? That's STILL the best fucking question anybody's ever asked. MC has the power to direct the narrative now, and what they'll do is FIX THIS.

-Not only do we get explicitly stated out that Spidermom's a piece of shit (as seen in the post i made yesterday), but MC also yeets her into Jade's volcano!!!!!!!! Now all Vriska needs to do is break free from all the boxes society's given her... (while her good route's great, both her bad routes are short and sad...)

-Vriska also joins the list of Trolls Who'd Benefit A Lot From Living In Earth C (As We Imagined It Before The Epilogues And All That), which includes Karkat and of course Daraya, amongst others.

-She looks up to Mindfang the rebel, too........

#pesterquest #homestuck #vriska serket #gamzee makara #pesterquest spoilers #thoughts and questions #so. better late than never huh? orz #timezones whomst #long post #just in case

[maastrash]

Hi, lovely! First of all - happy holidays, hope December treats you well! 💟💞 Can I make a request for Nessian and the prompt: "Oh look, we're under the mistletoe." Thank you!! 💕

Aw Bruna, this ask means so much to me! Your writing has honestly been such an inspiration and I aspire to be on your level one day. I am so glad I get to write this for you and I hope you enjoy it! @stardustsroses

Holiday HC Request List 

https://acotar-feels.tumblr.com/post/180771616837/holiday-headcanons

Nessian Modern AU “Oh look, we’re under the mistletoe”

So it’s Christmas Break and the 3 bat boys want to throw an epic Christmas Party

I mean they have one every year, but they want this to be the best since it’s their senior year and the last HS Christmas party they’ll ever throw

It’ll be at Rhys’s house because let’s face it, his mansion is perfect for parties

Feyre will help Rhys with food and drinks, Az is on the guest list, and Cass somehow gets stuck with decorations

At first, he’s stressed because he doesn’t know what the hell he’s supposed to do, but then he gets a thought

Or I should say an equation

Nesta+Mistletoe= the perfect opportunity

Cassian had been infatuated with Nesta since he laid eyes on her, but the encounters they had were often filled with icy glares and heated words

It’d been a few weeks since they’d last spoken, but he hoped that would change at the party

That day Cass hangs up red ribbons along the ceiling, covers the banister with garlands, adorns the tree with golden ornaments, and of course, places the trap mistletoe

He’s impressed with his work because the place actually looks good

Even better, he strategically hid the mistletoe on the balcony where it couldn’t be seen until it was too late

Smiling he admires his work and waits

When the party starts and Nesta walks in he stops breathing

Like his heart actually skips a beat

She’s wearing a bright red dress that hugs her body in all the right places and doesn’t leave much to his imagination

The decorations he put up complement her outfit so well it’s like she was meant to be here

She catches his eye and gives him a small smile as if she knew exactly what he was thinking

Taking that as an invitation, Cassian walks over

“Wow, you look very nice tonight, Nes” He purrs

“Don’t call me that” she snaps, but he can see the faint pink staining her cheeks

“My apologies, You look very nice tonight, Nesta” he enunciates

Rolling her eyes she responds “You don’t look too bad yourself”

Shocked by the lack of sarcasm in her voice Cassian finds himself at  a loss for words

Clearing his throat he asks “Would you like to grab a drink, I’m kinda thirsty?”

She nods “Only if it’s non-alcoholic, I’m dd tonight”

“Of course” he chuckles, “I’m pretty sure Rhys bought some soda”

Making their way to the table Cassian wonders why Nesta is acting so weird

Normally they yell some random insults at each other until one of them storms off

But today, today was different

It almost seems like she wants to be with him

At the table, Cassian pours them both a cup of Sprite and motions towards the balcony

Wanting to get away from the loud music and large crowd anyway, Netsa nods

As they make their way out she can’t help but stare at Cassian, his brown eyes, wavy hair, and toned body

She’s tired of hiding her feelings and today she wants to tell him everything

Stepping out into the brisk winter air Nesta looks up at him about to speak when she sees it

The mistletoe

And she is pissed

Not even letting him explain she mutters “Unbelievable” and quickly rushes inside

The insufferable brute doesn’t care about her, he just wants one thing like every other male

Cassian races after her and grabs her arm in an attempt to stop her

She whirls “DON’T TOUCH ME YOU BRUTE”

Cassian immediately lets her go confused by her sudden anger

“Nesta I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you”

“Whatever Cassian don’t follow me” she seethes

He doesn’t try to stop her as she walks into the night

The next day, Nesta wakes up to knocking 

She groans and opens the door shocked to see a hesitant Cassian on her porch

She’s about to slam the door in his face when he says “Please Nesta I’m here to apologize”

She pauses opening the door slightly, allowing him to go on

He sighs “I would have never put the mistletoe there if I knew it would upset you”

“It was a stupid joke to start a conversation because I like you, Nesta”

“But I understand if you don’t want to talk to me anymore"

“I just wanted to let you know that I’m sorry”

Stunned by the sincerity of his words Nesta doesn’t know how to respond

As he walks away she realizes what she needs to do

Cassian slowly makes his way back to Rhys’s house A

As he walks up the driveway he’s shocked to see Nesta’s car 

He’s even more shocked to see her standing on the porch

Cassian opens his mouth, but Nesta cuts him off

“I’m sorry I overreacted yesterday”

Something happened in the past and” she trails off

Reaching for his hand she starts again “And I’ll tell you one day, but I’m here right now because I like you too, Cassian”

“Really?” he asks

She nods “Really. I was going to tell you at the party but then everything happened and I’m so sor-”

“Don’t apologize,” he interrupts “I wasn’t thinking and trust me I’ll never do anything with mistletoe again”

Nesta just smirks at him

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

She grins and tilts her head upwards 

“Well it looks like you’re too late because we’re already under the mistletoe”

Cassian looks up, and sure enough, they are 

He laughs, “So it appears that way” 

“Well, what are you going to do about it?” She questions

He smiles, I guess you leave me no choice, Nesta Archeron”

He leans in, pulling her close as their lips finally touch

The End :)

Wow, this was angstier than I thought it would be lol, but I hope you all enjoy! ps i really suck at commas sorry!!

#acotar-feels hc #holiday hc #nesta archeron #cassian #nessian #nessian headcanon #modern nessian #christmas #mistletoe #acotar #acomaf #acowar #acofas #sjmaas

[oneyearabroad-faithadler]

日本二日目

Japan: day 2!

朝に、日本の朝食を食べるのは初めてでした。ご飯やさかなや目だまやきとかを食べました。美味しかった‼︎

In the morning, I had my first Japanese breakfast. It was delicious!

しやくしょに行きました。それから、買い物をしました。たくさん日本のキャンディーを買いました。MOS BURGERで昼食を食べました。

We went to the city hall, then we went shopping. We got a lot of Japanese candy and ate lunch at Mos Burger.

さいごに友達と高崎市に行きました。プリクラが撮りました。猫カフェでお茶とジュースを飲みました。夕食にたこやきを食べました。楽しかった‼︎

finally, we went to Takasaki City with friends. We took photos in a Purikura booth (popular Japanese photobooth). We had tea and juice at a cat cafe. I ate Takoyaki (fried octopus) for dinner. It was a lot of fun!!

Overall, day 2 was a lot of fun. We got my insurance in place, and my mom and sister showed me around some of Japan. In the morning, we went to the SMARK mall and a little shop called Humpty Dumpty. When we were home, dad talked to me about studying and asked how I was learning Japanese snd how much I wanted to learn, and what I wanted to see and eat while I was here. It was honestly really emtional because in that moment it really felt like I was their daughter. My host family hs shown me nothing but love since Imve gotten here and it’s been amazing. I already know it’s going to be so hard when I have to say goodbye in about 3 months, but I’m not going to focus on it as much as I can. After this, dad got me set up with a train card, and I rode the train for the firet time! We went to Takasaki City, and visited the OPA mall where we took purikura pictures (popular type of photobooth) and visited a cat cafe. The cats mostly wanted to play, but some let me pet them, too. They were all really cute. I tried lots of Japanese candies and foods and all of them were really good!! The fried octopus was delicious, as long as I didn’t think about it too hard. At one point I looked inside one of the balls and saw a tentacle and instantly regretted looking - lol. I also had a melon soda that was super tasty! Today we also have a lot of fun in store, so I can’t wait to post again!! またね〜

[fandomsoda]

Ok so- I have a new art piece in the works, but in case I don’t get that done on time and because this is the 15th HS anniversary (ie: second half-decade milestone)- I figured I’d also take the time to post a lot of my Homestuck art that I haven’t shared with Tumblr, stuff that only really existed way back on Reddit. there will be multiple posts of this, but this first one is for my firsts! The one you see right before you is the first ever Homestuck art I ever did, a bunch of Nepeta doodles :33

Keep in mind I made this before I like. Fully had a grasp on the whole scope of things so I didn’t get the memo yet that like. Most trolls are pan lol

And this is my first ever fantroll- who I did a redesign of later on! This is Kasnes. :3 I didn’t know Caliborn existed when I made them lol

when I made them at first I didn’t know a lot about things, and thus adjusted them later on to feel more at home in the lore.

#original art #digital art #old art lol #soda’s hs posting again #homestuck #4/13 #nepeta leijon #homestuck nepeta #fantroll #limeblood #homestuck fantroll #first fanart

[thruceislifealloflife]

Another Thruce HS

Amm’a post this on here. Chapter 1 Bruce slumped down on the bleachers, tony sitting right next to him with a bag of overpriced chips, he didn’t understand why they had to cost so much, they’d sell more if they just lowered the damn prices. It was ASB’s choice so he didn’t have a say in it after all. “I don’t get why you wanted to come.” He said in annoyance, Tony wasn't even paying attention to the game he was just munching on his chips.   "Just because me and you both need life's and because I felt like sitting out side." Tony responded going back to eating his chips like his life depended on it. Bruce rolled his eyes. “You couldn’t have chosen something better? All the players are rude. And I thought you hatted Steve” He said with a bit of sadness in his tone, careful to make sure it didn’t show fully.

"Bruce stop being sad I know they are rude, but Pepper also joined the cheerleaders and I told her I would be here."Tony paused taking another hand full of chips and shoving it into his mouth."Also I love chips and stop judging my life choices." Bruce chuckled softly and gave a hum in response. Bruce watched the game, not understanding much of it, he didn’t care either way. It was all too fast to be able to understand what was happening. "Hey Bruce, do you want anything? Since it's half time I'm going to go get more food."Tony pauses waiting for an answer but says something before Bruce can say anything. "Na your coming with me." Tony says grabbing his hand and pulling him up. Bruce gave a groan and tugged back “Why?” He argues but got up anyways, getting ready to follow him since he knew tony didn’t let up so easily. "Because I said so." Tony says pulling off the bleachers and towards the snack bar. Bruce followed suit, shoving his hands into his hoodies pockets, “I guess I could eat.” He said softly. "See, you also do need to eat your too skinny." Tony says poking Bruces belly, he pays for some chips and donuts for them. Bruce gave a huff and a roll of his eyes “Not everyone is as fit as you tony.” He complained. "Have you seen me?" Tony ask pointing down at him self "I have a little of muscle but I have a bit of a belly." Bruce hums “Better than being called too skinny.” He retorted with a small grin."But i'm not even that skinny Tony i'm like chubby." "That's my boy! Talk back and be a smart ass." Tony laughed."I have taught you well. Also your chubby but your a fluffy cuddly marshmallow." Tony says laughing and not paying attention where he's going until he crashes into someone. Bruce gave a groan and pulled tony back “Jesus Christ tony!” He said wiping Tony’s clothes. “Be careful next time,” he said in a stern yet caring voice. He turned towards the other “I’m sorry about that.” He said embarrassingly.Tony laughed it off until he looked up and saw that it was one of the football players. "Well next time be care full nerds." The guy spat out harshly.Bruce immediately felt tense and scared quickly, frowning slightly. “Y-Yeah sorry...” he repeated nervously. "Yeah what he said." Tony says looking down. "You better be you fucking dweebs." The football player said, he proceded to push Bruce a bit. Bruce stumbled back and clenched his fist “I said sorry.” He said harshly, still looking away. The guy just laughed and pushed him again. "And what are you going to do about it?" He ask shoving a finger at his chest. Tony starts to get mad and so he tries to step in. "Hey stop it we came to watch the game not see you make fun of us!" Tony slightly yelled making some people turn there heads. Bruce started to pant a bit as he stared up at the other “Leave us alone.” He said sternly. He said sternly."Yeah what are both of you going to do about it?!" The football player said cocky pointing another finger at Bruce and then at Tony. Bruce pushed him back like he did to himself, he stepped in front of tony, blocking him from the player.

"You nerds can't do anything." The player said smirking.Tony tries to move Bruce, but Bruce stood where he was. Bruce pushed the player down on the ground with all his force, attracting more students to crowd around to watch. 

"What the fuck nerd!" The player yelled getting back up. "Bruce I think we should run." Tony says grabbing Bruce arm pulling him back, he looks around at all the student watching and starts trying to move Bruce. Bruce stared up at the other nervously and gave a nod as he backed up “Yeah you’re right..." "Hey!" The player yelled as Tony grabbed Bruce arm and started to run away and towards the exit trowing his snacks at the player. Bruce followed quickly, not daring to look back “I'm so gonna get it tomorrow.” He said nervously. "We both are." Tony says as he shoves Bruce in to his car. "We should just like not go to school tomorrow, Pepper will understand."Bruce shook his head “We can’t do that! We’ll have to go eventually!” He said as he fumbled with his seat belt. "Yeah just not tomorrow." Tony says smirking "We could have a star wars marathon or something at my house and like buy a shit ton of food. It's Thursday so tomorrow is Friday so we can do that." Bruce looked away shyly “I guess we could...” "Yes! So let's go to the store then, well just buy a bunch of snacks." Tony says starting the car and driving to the store. Bruce sat in the car staring down at his lap “You think they’ll hurt me?” He asked nervously. "Don't worry I'll take the punch for you because, that's what best friends are for, or Pepper will kick there ass because, she will protect both of us." Tony says smiling. Bruce smiled fondly “Thank you.” He said softly."Yeah pepper will protect us cuz she's bad ass bitch." Tony yelled getting out of the car. Bruce gave a chuckle as he got out of the car, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Everything will be fine Brucie bear." Tony says wrapping a hand over Bruce shoulder and they walk into the store. Bruce blushed embarrassingly at the very known nickname “I hope so.” He mumbled. "Yeah it will be." Tony says grabbing a bunch of bag of chips and trowing them into the cart. Bruce grabbed some candy, putting it in the cart as well. "Okay what else do we need?" Tony ask walking down the isle. Bruce shrugged “Drinks?” He asked.   "Oh yeah!" Tony yells happily grabbing a bunch of soda and juice.Bruce smiled as he grabbed the cart and started to push it. "Hey!" Tony yells going after bruce. Bruce laughed and stopped as he stared back at tony, leaning against the cart “You're too slow.” "I am not!" Tony whines. "Wait should we get ice cream?"Bruce thought for a bit and nodded “Of course.” He said with a laugh. "Yes." Tony's say grabbing chocolate vanilla and strawberry ice cream."We should leave if we don't want it to melt." Bruce gave a nod as he helped him place the ice-cream in the cart. “I think this is enough anyways.” "Yeah good enough for three days." Tony says paying for everything   Bruce awkwardly stood there staring at how easily tony paid for everything, he could never imagine being that wealthy. "You know I can always buy you stuff or let you you have money right?" Tony says grabbing all the stuff. Bruce gave a nod “I know you could, but it’s fine, you don’t have to do that.” He said helping tony with the bags “I have money it’s okay.”Bruce helped and closed the trunk once they finished “You know I can handle myself just fine right?” He said with a chuckle. "Yeah but I want to help." Tony says smiling   Bruce got inside the passenger side “And what exactly could you help with?” "I “Don't know if you ever need food or need somewhere to stay I'm your man." Tony laughing.   Bruce laughed as well “Thanks tony.” He said softly."Yeah now let's a go." Tony says starting the car a driving. Bruce stared out the window, watching the street lights light up the dark street."So star wars?" Tony ask stopping at a red light "Or something else like video games?"   Bruce hummed “Video games,” he mumbled “We’ve already had too many Star Wars marathons.” "Okay then what games shall we play fellow nerd."Tony says laughing like a maniac.

Bruce thinks before he says."How about we play Batman arkham knight?" "Fuck yes Bruce we can totally play it then we can watch south park or we can watch Regular Show." Tony says exited driving into his drive way.

"Yea lets watch south park the shows funny." Bruce says getting out of the car and grabbing some of the bags waiting for Tony open the door to Tony's house. "I'll never get over how your house looks." "Yea you will maybe one day, and its also basically your house too because your always here."Tony says smiling and unlocking the door to his house.

#thruce #highschool #GammaHammer #slow burn #bruce banner #Thor Odinson #thorbruce #tony #pepper #peperoni #steve rogers

[ren1327]

Stay Away From Lake Derek: A Sentry Prequel

Hi guys, this is my first creepypasta that would be my jumping off point for The Sentry series. I thought I'd post the first three chapters here (minus The Midnight Tea Party). I really like my series and want to give it some more love here. And if you guys like it, please find more on my AO3 under Original Works!

The Sentry series follows three young men: Cole; an adhd boy who's often about to be killed by his own curiosity, Jacob; his best friend who is trying to escape his past trauma and make something new, and Mac, thier schoolmate turn friend desperately trying to find a sense of normal as he find himself shifting into a murderous beast nightly. They try to come to terms with losing thier humanity and escaping the sights of a Wendigo and his human followers. They are taken in by Grayson; an exiled fae prince turned sentry of a sealed doorway between worlds, Jasper; his literal man-eating southern husband, Mac's cousin Paige; a badass barista and her sleepy bat-shapeshifting partner, Toffee, and later a mysterious hybrid humanoid named Kai, among many familiar myths and legends known through out the united states and the world.

CW: Violence, Gore, HS senior aged boys being dumbasses.

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His mom had just got a new job as a deputy at a sheriff's office in a town surrounded by thick woods on one side and the coast of Washington state some miles west of Victoria. The town wasn't too big, but not staggeringly small. They had a Walmart and the drive to the city wasn't too hard to manage.

His new school was a one-story building with a gym, a computer lab, a standard size library and about eight classrooms. So, getting to class was quick and easy, the only downside being no official cafeteria, but a fully stocked kitchen. The food was often delivered to the home rooms, where they would report to for their lunch break and free period.

Another plus was that they only had four classes a day, so the students were able to arrive at 10, have lunch, then start the one-hour classes. They had our forty-minute home room, where they would gather supplies for the day, finish homework, catch up, use the bathroom, hear school announcements, and watch the local news on donated TVs. Then the first of their five-minute change of classroom started. Being a small school with under one hundred students, it was easily managed by both staff and students.

Cole, luckily, already had a friend to help him get around.

Jacob Bennett had been his friend since he was a boy. Despite the very religious and severe upbringing, Jacob was colorful and kind. Then he had been taken from his parents and placed with his Uncle Tristan. Tristan had taken Jacob as far as he could to Seattle, then moved farther as an opportunity to give Jacob a new outlook and the ability to start over.

Cole knew Jacob needed this change, and despite the many years that passed, Cole never made any more friends.

So when his mother told him she would go as a consultant for a year, Cole begged to go and see his friend. Esperanza Fletcher-Ruiz had counted on Cole coming along for the ride and told him her new apartment had two rooms so he wouldn’t have to stay behind with his grandmother. The moment he saw his blond friend, now delightfully chubby with freckles doted over his honey toned shoulders and cheeks, as opposed to sallow and thin, Cole knew he would be okay.

Jacob let Cole know the rules over the phone; how to easiest navigate school life and mostly, who was who and how to connect. And who to avoid.

Cole’s first day had been pretty nice. He had connected with a few teachers, and even made some acquaintances.

During fourth period, he was packing up his history notes when he noticed…her.

She was willowy, thin and pretty, but a little on the shorter side, with long dark hair that hid some of her face. She was still writing in her journal. The teacher had long gone already, and the school would be closed soon for the night. Cole adjusted his glasses and cleared his throat.

"Hey, um, class is over." He called.

She didn't move except her scribbling.

"Hey?" Cole called again; now nervous he might have to talk to her even more. He didn't like talking to others if he could avoid it.

He felt Jacob’s warm hand grab his wrist and yank him away. “Hey, yeah, no. Do not talk to her.”

"What? Why?" He asked, rubbing his wrist.

"That Marla Gutierrez. Her Grandpa is scary as hell." He explained as they walked to the bus stop. They lived a few stops away and luckily were only a floor apart in the apartment building.

Once they paid and took their seats, Jacob continued. "Rumor is the old man killed his wife and son and kidnapped Marla. She never ever talks. Like ever!"

"That can't be true. Wouldn't the cops have taken him away?" Cole asked, knowing how much Jacob liked tall tales and gossip. "Come on, Jake, you don't believe in that stuff."

"They can't prove it." He said with a huff.

"DNA test on her?" The speckled boy countered.

"Well...okay, you got me there. But what if he killed her parents. His son went missing and washed up on the lake shore in pieces. They said a bear did it...but you never know." He said in a spooky voice.

"Lake? As in Lake Derek?" He asked.

"Yeah! Lots of kids go there to mess around. Speaking of which...Wanna go tonight?" Jacob asked, cheeks a little rosy. “There’s someone I want you to meet.”

As much as Cole hated socializing, he was curious. Jacob had talked about a new friend in the last few months.

“This Dom guy?” Cole asked, a little flare of jealously igniting in his gut.

“He doesn’t like that name.” Jacob said, smoothing a lock of hair behind his ear. “But trust me, you’ll love him.”

They went to Lake Derek, parking by a chain link fence with a huge hole cut into it, duct tape wrapped around the lose wires to protect clothes and flesh from the cut metal.

Sneaking through, they came upon a huge bonfire and several people standing around, drinking from a couple of kegs and coolers filled with wine coolers and sodas. There were even a few beanbag chairs thrown onto a tarp as the occupants passed around a gun shaped bong.

Jacob snapped Cole out of his stupor.

"Cole, meet Macrae. But call him Mac. This tall jerk was my only saving grace I had when I first got here." Jacob said, motioning to the tall teen next to him.

Cole shook the stranger's hand. So this was the boy who had soothed Jacob’s transition.

The guy was tall, with dry, most likely dyed blond hair and eyes that held blackout contacts, as one could see a ring of pale blue around them. Cole noticed he had faded scars on his shoulders, and slouched lazily, wearing blue jeans, a sleeveless rock band shirt, combat boots and a shark tooth necklace.

"Jakey! I was gonna go for a swim. Wanna join?" He asked gleefully, immediately ignoring Cole and pulling Jacob close.

"No. I just got here!" Jacob said with a laugh, pushing the sweaty boy away. "Take my buddy here on one of your famous adventures. Just don't get tangled in the rocks again."

"I got out...minus some skin." Mac muttered before putting a long arm around Cole’s shoulders. "How about it, Cole?"

Cole looked at Jacob, who smiled and nodded. Cole could feel the taunt muscle of Mac’s arm, warm from the fire and nodded back, Mac feeling him and whooping loudly.

He guided Cole down a dirt path, away from the party, away from Jacob.

" Let's go visit old Mr. G." Mac said, taking out a flask and downing whatever was in it.

The smaller teen dug his heels in the dirt, causing Mac to pause. "Wait. Isn't that bad?"

"Naw. Come on." Mac said, taking off his jeans and shirt.

Cole covered his eyes before he noticed Mac hanging up his clothes in a tree and walking down to the sandy area. He kicked off his shoes and waded in the water. Cole sighed.

Might as well just stay in the shallow area. He undressed to boxers and went in. They waded in the shallow area along the edge of the rocks. Cole noticed some looked broken from the cliff and Mac huffed.

"Weird, right? Use to be connected to the sea." Mac said and he climbed on a boulder above the lake. "They'd find all kinds of fish that swam through this underwater cave from the cove. That's why the water smells so salty. Plus, this lake is a deep goddamn hole. My pop said people use to scuba dive into it. Til the Main Cave collapsed. Blocked off all the other underwater caves. Now it's just a deep ass lake. Bet ya down there, in what the old folks call the Way Deep...there's something."

"Really?” Cole asked, scrambling up the bolder. "People would have had noticed or something, right? That can’t be true."

"Then how do you explain the disappearances?" Mac asked with a grin.

He pulled Cole up to sit next to him, making sure he was steady.

"In the last ten years, there's been 35 drownings in this lake. And the bodies never found. Everyone thinks it Old Man Gutierrez.”

“Why?” Cole asked.

“He lives out here and acts all suspicious, like he's hiding something.” Mac said. “I bet he axed off his wife that way. Everyone thinks he dumps the bodies in the lake, weighing them down so they can never be found."

"Seriously?"

"I kid ya not. I try to get Jakey out here, but he can't swim. Still love him though." He slurred slightly. "Plus, I got stuck in them at one point. Maybe I was drunk, but it felt like something was yanking me into the water."

"Uh...I think I need to get back. I still have a curfew." Cole said, trying to find an excuse to get out of the creepy lake.

"Whatever, dude!" Mac teased. "Tell Jakey I'll be back soon!"

Cole nodded and scuttled down the rocks back to the sand, quickly getting dressed and quickly following the path. He stopped when he saw a deep red from the corner of his eyes.

Marla.

She was staring at the lake several meters from me. Just standing there on the edge like she was frozen. Her long dark hair fluttered along with her deep red skirt that brushed the dirt around her feet. Cole thought to call out, but just wanted to find Jacob and go.

Speak of the devil, Jacob was walking towards him.

“Cole?” He asked. “Why are you alone?”

Cole looked behind him to see Marla was gone and so were Mac’s clothes.

“Where—” Cole looked at Jacob.

“Where’s Mac?” Jacob asked.

“He wanted to go to Mr. Gutierrez’s.”

Jacob froze, looking shocked and scared. He pushed pass Cole. "We gotta go get him!"

"What? Why? What's wrong?" Cole asked.

“I can only assume he’s drunk right now and he’s not the safest guy.” Jacob hissed. “He’ll really hurt himself this time.”

Cole looked at his feet, face burning in shame. He stammered and pointed the way he came.

“This way.” he said, taking Jacob’s hand and leading him to the boulder, but finding the area barren of any life.

"Where is he?" Jacob asked, distraught.

"Maybe he’s already at Mr. Gutierrez’s house?"

Jacob nodded and led Cole around the lakeside, his hand trembling in Cole’s.

“What are you not telling me?” Cole asked.

“…Mac…He’s an alcoholic.” Jacob said. “He’s been doing better, moderating.”

“But?”

“But he got all weird when I told him you were coming, and I don’t know why he would fall so hard off the wagon.” Jacob whispered.

“Are you guys…a thing?” Cole asked. “Does he know why you’re here?”

“No. I mean, yeah, he knows about my parents but we’re not exactly…No.” Jacob answered, cheeks red. “Just, keep walking, we’re like, right in front of the house.”

They finally made it over to a rough looking lake house. The wood exterior looked murky, the porch littered with dirt and dead leaves. The wooden railing was splintered and rotting, the steps in just as bad shape.

"Is this it?" Cole whispered too loudly.

Jacob winced and made a push down motion with his hand, Cole covering his mouth.

"Yeah." Jacob said in a better volume. "Mac might be around the dock. It leads into the house."

“You guys come here often?” Cole asked.

“Not to mess with him.” Jacob said with a soft sigh. “just for a thrill or two…”

Jacob pulled Cole to a dock that led into a boat garage. The lake went under the thick rusty door into a pool Cole assumed a boat or canoe would be docked to. Jacob went to the door and jiggled the handle, finding it unlocked. He slowly opened the door and both teens gasped at the sight.

Leading from the pool where a worn rowboat was, blood led out of the water, along the edge of the opening and through a door leading into the house. From the blood pattern, it looked like someone was dragged.

And in the blood smears was a familiar shark tooth necklace.

Cole covered his mouth to keep in a fearful shout down.

He grabbed Jacob’s shirt, who had picked up the necklace and gave a breathy shutter. He cradled it in his hands, cheeks and nose reddening as he let out a soundless gasp.

They both shrank against each other when they heard a yell from inside.

“No!” Mac’s voice, muffled, yelled out. “Let go, man!”

“He’s alive…” Jacob whispered.

"We have to get help.” Cole croaked.

"It might be too late when they get here!" Jacob said. And Cole remembered with cold dread they had left their cell phones in Jacob's car, halfway around the lake. Cole knew he was right.

Gutierrez could kill Mac before they even had the chance to call for help.

Cole crept to the open door and peeked through into the kitchen to find Marla hiding under a table, hugging her knees and drenched in water.

“What the…” Jacob scanned the room and crawled under to kneel in front of her.

"Are you okay?” He asked.

She nodded, her eyes wide and lips pressed together hard.

“Have you seen our friend? He has long blond hair and was wearing a ripped shirt.”

She looked at them, eyes widening more as she clutched the fabric of her long skirt and nodded again.

"Do you know where he is?"

Another nod.

"W-where's your Grandfather?" Cole asked.

She pointed to the window and they peeked out to see the grizzled old man going into a shed. They heard a machine start, maybe a table saw, and immediately knew the small window of time to find Mac was closing.

"Can you show us where he is?" Jacob asked Marla.

She nodded and started to crawl from under the table through the door. Jacob followed and Cole noticed Marla’s hands had left a few red splotches.

She still crawled forward despite them being out of sight from the windows. Cole stood up as he looked at the peeling wallpaper…No…newspaper clippings…

Most were about people missing from the lake or even sightings of a strange creature. And framed on the wall, was a news article about a man's remains being recovered on the rocks near the lake.

To the left was a shrine to the same man and an older woman in the corner, their pictures immaculate and fresh flowers around the frames. They were in several pictures with Mr. Gutierrez. Two newspaper obituaries were laminated in plastic: Alma Gutierrez, who died of breast cancer and Derek Gutierrez, who had been attacked by a bear.

Cole’s head was spinning with so many questions, but he found himself gravitating to another shrine across the room, where a small…coffin with a glass top was, salt poured around it. The box was wrapped in chains and Cole looked over it, gasping at the sight, drawing Jacob’s attention.

He fought the urge to vomit when he and Jacob saw it was the torso and head of a mummified woman. Her waist was covered on scales and looked like she had been cut in half, nails long, hair greenish and scales along with two wide membraned fins next to her in the box. Her teeth were all as sharp as steak knives and thin as nails, jutting out in a snarl. Like a goblin shark. Her body was still decomposing, skin leathery and hanging off the bones, and the stench that escaped horrible.

On the box, carved around the border, it said: "Fair is fair Trade a life Take my child Take my knife Rest in pieces Like your prey Sleep now, devil Evil still stays"

Marla opened a trapdoor in the floor at the back of the room and pointed inside.

"Marla...what is this?" Jacob asked hands out.

Marla looked at the shrine and mouthed "Papa"

"Derek's your Dad. Okay...but what is this...thing?!" Cole asked, voice cracking as he gestured at the box.

She pointed again to the inside of the trap door. Cole finally noticed the same smell of rotten meat came from there too. But...fresher.

Cole shook his head. "What is this monster? Why is it here? Did it kill your Dad? What is it?!"

Marla stared at them for a few seconds before smiling. Her lips opened to reveal the same jutting sharp shark teeth. In a lyrical voice she said, "My Mama."

Jacob pushed Cole out of the room and slammed the door behind them. Marla screeched like some alien creature and banged on the door from within. Jacob ripped off his belt, clumsily tying the doorknob to an exposed pipe in the wall.

Cole grabbed his arm and quickly ran back to the kitchen, seeing Mac being helped onto the table, wearing a splint made of crudely cut pipes and blankets. Mr. Gutierrez looked at the boys, holding Mac steady.

“Jakey! Cole!” Mac croaked. Mr. Gutierrez still held him as he growled.

"What the hell are you doing there? You think I put up that damn gate for decoration?!" He shouted before going pale at hearing Marla's screeching.

"Shit! You all need to get lost. Take my truck and get out of here! Make sure no one comes near the lake!"

"That thing in the box...it's the thing that kill those people back then..." Cole said, connecting the dots. "It came in from the sea and..."

"Got trapped here." Gutierrez said, looking for his keys. "It lured my son in. He was such a romantic boy...who wouldn't want to be friends with a mermaid? But she...she killed him. I went after it. I found it and made sure it would never hurt anyone again...and then I found the baby. She looked normal. Legs and all. She looked so much like Derek did...”

He took a deep breath.

“I thought it was all over until our dog went missing. She had eaten him in the bath. She can't be out of water for more than a few days or she'll die like her mother did. But she also can't help hunting. I let her out to hunt fish and deer but..."

"She started hunting people." Jacob said.

"I should have..." Gutierrez shook his head, finding his keys and handing them to Cole. "Marla is still Derek's daughter. I can't...I can't lose my son again!"

He gave Mac a metal bat to lean on as he helped him to the door. "All three of you get out of here! Get out!"

Jacob and Cole grabbed Mac, shuffling out to the truck and starting it as Marla's screams grew louder.

The next few hours were a blur.

Jacob had drove around the lake to the hole in the gate, got Mac into his car and gunned it to the nearest hospital. Mac had a huge bite on his calf, which would leave him with a nasty scar and a temporary limp, but at least he was alive.

Esperanza had been the officer to respond to the hospital’s call and grilled Cole on what happened, but all three boys stayed quiet. After she noticed how all three of us were scared out of our minds, she simply asked if an animal had attacked them, wherein all three nodded.

They never went back to the lake. As far as Cole knew, Mr. Gutierrez built a new fence. One that was high, smooth bars with spikes on top. Impossible to climb or scale.

Many people noticed right away it had no door or entry way. As if not trying to keep anyone out, but keep something in.

Inside, the game would run out. The fish would be gone. And Mr. Gutierrez would find his last moments like that of his son.

It would be comforting to think Marla would eventually starve to death. If not for the rumors of a hooded figure seen walking in the trees.

Then recent news update about a storm reopening the Main Cave and the recent disappearances.

#original story #original characters #the sentry #the sentry cole #the sentry jacob #the sentry mac #the sentry series

[feralcherry]

tagged by: @themystiquedreamer

A - Age - Just turned 21 on Oct. 13th!

B - Birthplace - US

C - Current time - 1:07am

D - Drink you Last Had - Orange soda from Hansens

E - Easiest Person/People to Talk to - strangers oddly seem easier to talk to.

G - Grossest Memory - vomming up chicken noodle soup in the street in front of the Urgent Care late at night

H - Horror Yes, Horror No - yes, for the most part, I enjoy horror movies.

I - In Love - I was in love once, in hs. haven’t been since

J - Jealous of People - er, not as much anymore

L - Love at first sight or should I walk by again? Walk by a few times. might be lust or affection at first sight, but not love lol

M - Middle Name - Abesia. It’s Tagalog, was my gmas middle name and her moms maiden name.

N - Number of Siblings - 3. One half, and two ex-step that I still count as siblings.

O - One Wish - To know what I want in life

P - Person you last called - I think my mom or the doctor idk

Q - Question you are always asked - How are you feeling?

R - Reasons to smile- my cats!

S - Song You last Sang - White Iverson- Post Malone

T - Time you woke up - 12ish, bless

U - Underwear colour - black

V - Vacation Destination - Asia

X - X-ray - my spine

Y - Fave Food - soooo many omg

Z - Zodiac Sign - libra

I tag: @recklessyouthinme @hellenistictitties @yeahthatotherone

#thanks for the tag!

[sevdawn]

11 Questions!

@theangrymunchkin tagged me! Yay!!

questions for you:

1. Do you have any pets? (If not, what is your ideal pet?) Two cats, Daphne and Jinx. Would like to get a dog once we get the back yard fenced in.

2. What is your favorite color? Does black count? If not, purple and red

3. What was your kink band before Ghost? Kink band? Um if you mean ‘the band that’s taken over my life’ that would be Avatar

4. What is your favorite Disney movie? Sleeping Beauty (Maleficent FTW)

5. What is your home country? USA

6. When was the last time you were sick enough to go to the doctor? Um...can’t remember exact timeframe but a few months ago I had a KILLER sinus infection

7. Salty things or Sweet things? Depends on mood, right now I’m hormonal so EVERYTHING IN SIGHT

8. Do you drink Pop/Soda - what is your favorite? Dr Pepper, or Coke if that’s not available

9. What is your favorite restaurant to have a meal? Again, depends on mood. Outback for a good sit down, Waffle House or Denny’s for post concert grub

10. What kind of job/education do you have? HS graduate, some college  Work at an Amazon FC, official job is picking items for shipment but I’m crosstrained all over the place so it varies from hr to hr where I’m at any given night

11. In a perfect world where you could magically be whatever you wanted to be, (and be qualified/credentialed/physically able instantaneously) what kind of work would you do to give you the most happiness/satisfaction? Something work from home that pays VERY well and lets me go to all the concerts I want :)

My questions for you!:

1) Favorite memory involving music?

2) Favorite thing to drink?

3) What color do you find yourself wearing the most?

4) What is on your immediate left right this second?

5) What is your dream car?

6) If you are a Ghost fan (I know most of you are) what is your favorite Ghost song?

7) Any Ghost songs you won’t listen to in public but love?

8) Past or present, who is your favorite Ghoul?

9) Who is your biggest celebrity crush?

10) Single, taken, married or crushing on someone?

11) If you could change any one thing in your life what would you change?

Tagging @tothepit @ghoulstars @the-unholy-abbey-of-ghost@raspberrysnuggles @rammchickk  @haunterrr @ukuleleghoul @sisterghuleh if you want to join in :)

[crueltyfreefashionandmakeup]

Weird Asks That Say A Lot

1. coffee mugs, teacups, wine glasses, water bottles, or soda cans? Teacups.

2. chocolate bars or lollipops? Chocolate bars.

3. bubblegum or cotton candy? Cotton candy.

4. how did your elementary school teachers describe you? Extremely quiet, shy, but smart, creative, and loves to read and write.

5. do you prefer to drink soda from soda cans, soda bottles, plastic cups or glass cups? Plastic cups!

6. pastel, boho, tomboy, preppy, goth, grunge, formal or sportswear? I feel like my style is a mix of boho, goth, and grunge.

7. earbuds or headphones? Headphones.

8. movies or tv shows? Both.

9. favorite smell in the summer? Flowers.

10. game you were best at in p.e.? Leaving and refusing to participate.

11. what you have for breakfast on an average day? Rice Krispies.

12. name of your favorite playlist? Broadway.

13. lanyard or key ring? Key ring.

14. favorite non-chocolate candy? Nerds Rope.

15. favorite book you read as a school assignment? A Streetcar Named Desire or The Great Gatsby.

16. most comfortable position to sit in? Cross-legged.

17. most frequently worn pair of shoes? My Black Dr Martens.

18. ideal weather? 50′s and sunny. A nice, cool, beautiful autumn day.

19. sleeping position? On my stomach.

20. preferred place to write (i.e., in a note book, on your laptop, sketchpad, post-it notes, etc.)? Laptop or diary.

21. obsession from childhood? Disney. Still an obsession.

22. role model? My parents and Audrey Hepburn.

23. strange habits? Erm I don’t know.

24. favorite crystal? Lapis.

25. first song you remember hearing? Hmm I don’t know!

26. favorite activity to do in warm weather? Go for a hike and explore nature.

27. favorite activity to do in cold weather? Snuggle up in blankets and watch movies with hot chocolate.

28. five songs to describe you? O god idk lol.

29. best way to bond with you? Talk to me about deep stuff, Broadway, books, films, art, literature, video games, and Disney.

30. places that you find sacred? my room.

31. what outfit do you wear to kick ass and take names? An all-black crop top and skinny jeans, and Dr Martens.

32. top five favorite vines? Never watched. Don’t plan on it.

33. most used phrase in your phone? omg

34. advertisements you have stuck in your head? hmmmmm idk hah.

35. average time you fall asleep? 2 lol.

36. what is the first meme you remember ever seeing? Mine.

37. suitcase or duffel bag? Suitcase.

38. lemonade or tea? Tea.

39. lemon cake or lemon meringue pie? Lemon meringue pie.

40. weirdest thing to ever happen at your school? Uh nothing really. More so after ppl from my HS left lol.

41. last person you texted? My best friend from H.

42. jacket pockets or pants pockets? boTH.

43. hoodie, leather jacket, cardigan, jean jacket or bomber jacket? ALL.

44. favorite scent for soap? Lavender.

45. which genre: sci-fi, fantasy or superhero? Fantasy.

46. most comfortable outfit to sleep in? T-short, soft shorts, and socks. yes I wear socks to sleep.

47. favorite type of cheese? None. I don’t like cheese.

48. if you were a fruit, what kind would you be? Apple.

49. what saying or quote do you live by?  “A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts they will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”

50. what made you laugh the hardest you ever have? Prob something my sister did/said.

51. current stresses? Work.

52. favorite font? Arial.

53. what is the current state of your hands? Typing.

54. what did you learn from your first job? Patience.

55. favorite fairy tale? Hmmm Snow White or Sleeping Beauty.

56. favorite tradition? Holiday time with my family.

57. the three biggest struggles you’ve overcome? My suicide attempt(s), dealing with extreme emotional abuse from an ex, and quitting self-harm.

58. four talents you’re proud of having? I can write well, I can draw/paint well, I’m great at my job, and I’m great at makeup and putting together an outfit.

59. if you were a video game character, what would your catchphrase be? “Well fuck”

60. if you were a character in an anime, what kind of anime would you want it to be? A fantasy, fairytale anime.

61. favorite line you heard from a book/movie/tv show/etc.? See my favorite quote.

62. seven characters you relate to? Elsa - Frozen. Meg - Hercules. Eurydice - Hadestown. K Howard - Six. Lapis - SU. Janis - Mean Girls (movie, not the shitty musical). Daria - Daria.

63. five songs that would play in your club? The entire Hadestown soundtrack lol.

64. favorite website from your childhood? Myscene or Barbie.

65. any permanent scars? Yes.

66. favorite flower(s)? Black Rose.

67. good luck charms? Nope.

68. worst flavor of any food or drink you’ve ever tried? hmmmm not sure.

69. a fun fact that you don’t know how you learned? Again, not sure.

70. left or right handed? Right.

71. least favorite pattern? I’m not a big animal-print fan.

72. worst subject? Trig.

73. favorite weird flavor combo? I don’t know what qualifies as weird.

74. at what pain level out of ten (1 through 10) do you have to be at before you take an advil or ibuprofen? 8.

75. when did you lose your first tooth? 6.

76. what’s your favorite potato food (i.e. tater tots, baked potatoes, fries, chips, etc.)? Fries.

77. best plant to grow on a windowsill? A sunflower.

78. coffee from a gas station or sushi from a grocery store? Sushi from grocery store. It’s not too bad. Especially if you see it being made fresh.

79. which looks better, your school id photo or your driver’s license photo? School ID photo. Grad school one lol.

80. earth tones or jewel tones? Earth tones.

81. fireflies or lightning bugs? You would not believe your eyES.

82. pc or console? PC.

83. writing or drawing? Writing.

84. podcasts or talk radio? Podcasts.

84. barbie or polly pocket? Polly Pocket was my SHIT.

85. fairy tales or mythology? I love both so much.

86. cookies or cupcakes? Cupcakes, but both lol.

87. your greatest fear? Birds, needles, illness, something bad happening to my loved ones.

88. your greatest wish? Wealth, health, and happiness for my family, friends, and myself.

89. who would you put before everyone else? My family.

90. luckiest mistake? All my clients wanted virtual sessions since February and I got really lucky with that.

91. boxes or bags? Bags.

92. lamps, overhead lights, sunlight or fairy lights? Fairy lights.

93. nicknames? I have quite a few.

94. favorite season? Autumn.

95. favorite app on your phone? idk lol.

96. desktop background? My dog.

97. how many phone numbers do you have memorized? mine, my mom’s, my dad’s, my home phone, and my sister’s.

98. favorite historical era? Medieval times, Renaissance, Victorian Era, and 1920′s, but also we’re living through it lol.