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Gathering act III: Titans’ nest

I stood before a stone-faced Yujin.

"Tj. I uh" she stammered."

"Can I ask one question... make it 2?" I ask

"Yeah?" Yujin says

"Does he treat you right, and does he treat the other girls right?" I ask

"Yes. He is an absolute gentleman." Yujin answers

I smile at Yujin before responding, "Well, then I have no other questions."

Yujin smiles then asks, "Well I have some questions. Why have you been avoiding me?" she says as she gets closer to me

I squint and reply, "The only day I avoided you was yesterday."

"So you admit it?" Yujin corners me and raises her question

"To yesterday no...wait that was three weeks ago now, and yes 100%! I admit to it, but I didn't know how to talk about this ( I gesture to the space around us), but that was the only day I was actively avoiding you. the rest has been weird happenstance." I say as I pace the office. escaping the corner she had put me in.

Yujin pouts and challenges, "Why we are adults we should be able to talk to each other maturely?"

"Yes, but I don't respond like an adult when I am feeling intense emotions. If I am being honest I don't think many people can, so I waited until I was in a "better place"" I explained

"So you're in a better spot now?" Yujin asked

"No but given the circumstances. I could be better but I will take what I can get, and right now I'm feeling good." I replied

Yujin began to laugh and said, "You know you think yourself Sultai but the more I see of your heart the more I see Abzan."

"Is that meant as an insult," I asked confused.

"No that's meant as a compliment, and I hope you keep that, and your blue flexibility," Yujin said before leaving. when the door closed Astrid breathed relieved

"I thought you were going to throw yourself out of the window," Astrid said.

"LOL," I responded.

Several days later Connor, Sakura, Dexter, Eunbi, Dami, Chaewon, Yujin, and her boyfriend (named AJay) were about to start a new commander game. They decided to do a two-headed dragon to stop the game from dragging.

Eunbi and Dexter were in the play. Dexter was doing a challenge with Connor and me where we chose a color combination we liked but were too scared to venture into. I was doing Abzan, Hence the Frodo, and Sam deck. Connor was trying Grixis, and Dex was doing Naya. Their commanders today are "Zevlor, Elturel Exile" (Connor), and "Pantlaza, Sun-Favored" (Dexter) Dexter starts with a Temple garden followed by a Kinjalli's Caller while Eunbi plays Command tower and an ornithopter. They pass to Yujin and Ajay. Yujin plays a Blood crypt untapped and loses two life, while Ajay plays a Savai Triome, and passes to Chaewon and Dami. Chaewon is excited to play the revamped Tuvasa deck I helped her with and plays Forest Sol ring and sol talisman. while Dami is more measured in playing Plains and an Esper Sentinel. this leaves Connor and Sakura. Sakura plays a Breeding Pool and Birds of Paradise, while Connor plays Swamp's dark ritual into a necropotence. he exiles three to get back to hand size and loses three lives.

"We have a threat now," Chaewon says excitedly.

"What, no this is just a value necropotence and not meant to get me ahead... Oh my god, I sound like Theo." Connor says which causes everyone present to laugh except Yujin who teased Connor, as she was usually paired with me.

"See it's not so fun is it when the shoe is on the other foot right." Yujin exclaimed

"Oh please it's completely TJ's fault he plays a high density of good cards," Dexter says.

"Yeah but how often did he win?" Yujin asked

"Well, when he was partnered with you he never lost, actually when he has played with anyone they don't lose. Huh weird."

"Well yeah, he is an excellent support player in that everything he does draws hate while his partner secures value off of it." Chaewon explained "Or he just overpowers everyone super fast." She added.

"Yeah." Yujin said confused, "Wait Unnie how did you know that?"

"Oh, the first game we all played together before he met you I was his partner. He also helped me with this deck as well."

"Really?" Yujin asked

"Yeah," Chaewon said. Sensing Ajay's discomfort Yujin changed the subject to the Mega Mixer.

"Oh that's going to be fun we are going to San Diego for it," Eunbi said excitedly.

“Wait isn’t that where Civy lives?” Chaewon asked

“Yeah we should totally call him up” Sakura says jovially

“Yeah since Astrid took him off of security.” Chaewon affirms.

“Wait who is Civy?” Yujin asks

“Oh he’s a psionic like dex and Connor and friend of ours we met a while ago.” Yunjin explained

“Why have we never heard or seen him?” Yujin asks

“He kinda keeps to himself and tries to fly under the radar.” Yunjin explained, “but don’t worry he’s cool. He plays mtg too. Although he plays a lot of different colors. He’s kinda our flex player wedge wise.” Yunjin adds

Dami nodded and said, "he’s also exceptionally helpful at deck building when he’s not teasing you, but yeah, I looked up the hotel we are staying in and it looks nice."

"I know right?" Sakura said, "Yeah Aren't you going Ajay?" she added

Ajay nodded. "Yeah, our Companies think it would be good to show us together."

the room went silent as that was mentioned. the game proceeded in a much less enthused manner after. The game ended with Eunbi and Dexter winning because of a lucky Maskwood nexus off a chaos warp by Connor that Dexter played an Apex devastator off of. which you could imagine what he got when he in response to the 5 cascade triggers cascade triggers cast Congregation at dawn. After the game Dami, Ajay, and Eunbi all had to leave. So that left the two LE Serrafim members Dexter, Connor, and Yujin. They all sat around discussing deck builds moving forward.

"All I know is I am never running Chaos Warp ever again," Connor said.

"Yeah that was bad for you, but you couldn't have known I had Apex devastator in hand." Dexter Consoled

"I should have figured when you tutored for it though and cast it. I should have countered the congregation at dawn though for sure." Connor lamented

"Yeah that was the more problematic card and what allowed me to win," Dexter affirmed

"Yeah," Yujin agreed.

"Hey, why couldn't you get a hold of TJ for our game?" Chaewon asked

"He was busy with Mixer stuff and had a date as well," Dexter answered

"Oh right. do we know the girl or guy?" Sakura asked

"No, he's been quite tight-lipped about the whole thing," Chaewon said

"Wait Why? TJ is usually super open about this kind of stuff?" Yujin asked

"I think it has something to do with seeing how the last one went and the hate it brought Yujin and him. Did you know he's still getting death threats from that?" Dexter said

"Wait he got Death threats?" Yujin and Chaewon asked worriedly.

"Yeah he didn't want either of you to worry though but he got a lot of them most of them stating something along the lines of "How dare you defile my goddess with your impurities" or just the classic I'll kill you" Connor explained.

"Wow. How Noble." Sakura said.

"So is his new main squeeze an idol?" Dexter asked

"Not a clue" Connor responds.

I sat next to Mina at the beach back in Cali. She looked gorgeous as always. She leaned in closer and grabbed my hand. she was always so touchy-feely, but I loved it. Honest. Today I just had a lot on my mind, Something about the Mixer seemed off. I mean we hadn't even met the sponsor yet, but honestly and I guess sadly that wasn't what was bothering me.

"Hey, you've been quiet. What's up?" Mina asked

"uh, it's nothing," I replied

"Jio we have been together for a month now. I know you clench your jaw and bite the side of your cheek when you're stressed about something. So please just tell. me." Mina questioned

"I played a couple of games before our date today at my LGS and I keep getting these weird vibes," I answer.

"How so?" Mina asks

I shrug and say "Well you know Galadriel light of Valinor. She does a lot and so I play her higher power, and I keep getting into these situations where I am winning with her consistently but people keep saying it's a fluke. So I am weird with the deck."

"Well, why don't you revamp your sultai deck?" Mina asks

"Honestly I probably should. that would probably have fewer problems but also playing at Higher Power has been super discouraging. it's like I feel like I am making all these strides but Everyone looks at me like I am garbage and I just don't know what to do. I love the game but the community makes me feel super wonky about it half the time." I respond

"Well, Why do you care about what other people say so much?" Mina asks

"I guess it's the social aspect, both ends of the spectrum believe in shaming to ensure their "rules are met." I just like playing weird and powerful cards, but others I guess do not like seeing them." I figured

"You certainly do like playing weird cards but that has been helpful for me to tune my decks because I definitely wouldn't have found Savage ventmaw and its combo without you," Mina affirmed. "I mean bootlegger's stash in a Frodo and Sam deck wild, but it works for you. So I think you should carve out your space, and not be "shamed" into playing like everyone else. you have a voice." Mina added

"Yeah, you're right. Mina." I affirm

Mina smiles and beams, "Yes I am. Now kiss me." I do as she asks, and after a few more hours of sunbathing Mina gets a call for her schedule. so I space-sift her back to her apartment. I accidentally scare Dahyun.

"I'll never get used to that," she says still startled.

"Sorry, Dahyun just didn't want your Unnie to be late."

"Thank you," Dahyun said sarcastically. I shrugged as I left. I didn't use the front door I just space sifted to the next thing I had to do. which was to meet up with Connor and Dexter and then pick up Mina again. Surprisingly Ajay and Emma were with them in the apartment.

"Hey Theo," they all said

"Wait so this is Theo?" Ajay said

"Yep, who's asking?" I replied

"I am Ajay Yujin's boyfriend." He said he was tall a couple of inches/ centimeters shorter than I but negligibly so.

"Okay cool," I responded

"That's it?" Ajay asked with slight disappointment

"Do you want a medal?" I ask

"I'd thought you'd be more reactive." He responded

"I am sorry but I have way too much on my plate to care," I responded

"Oh someone is snippy." Emma teased

"Yeah well the date I was on is paused until she is done with her schedule that she wasn't supposed to have, and as a result, I am here," I answered slightly annoyed

"Well sorry we interrupted you and..." Emma started the trailed off hoping I'd finish the statement for her

"Oh nice try but I am not revealing that," I say

"Why?" Ajay asks worried

"Scared she'll get stolen?" Erin teases

"Yes, but also no because I love her so much. Also, Also...she likes her privacy so I will not be putting her in a bad spot just to brag." I reply

"That's more maturity than I thought you were capable of." Erin said, then she looked at me, "Oh my god she doesn't exist." Erin added

I groan before looking at my phone to see a text from my lovely "non-existent girlfriend" She was at a photo shoot and the text said, "I will be ready in 45 minutes." I sent a thumbs up back and a "I'll be there in 50 minutes."

"So what was it you all needed help with you only really call me when ya'll need my help."

"Well we have this friend who we've been playing against she is a bant player she has a Shanna Purifying blade deck, that she keeps beating us with. You play Bant so we wanted your help." Connor asked.

I shrugged. "Sorry, I have no experience with Shanna." I knew who they were talking about but again because I knew who they were talking about I wasn't going to help them trample her fun. So I decided to tell the truth that "I" had no experience with the deck.

"Who did we know that plays a Shanna deck?" I ask feigning ignorance

"Oh, she is someone out here we play with when we aren't playing with you," Connor says

"Oh, you're having games without me. how scandalous." I tease

"You're enjoying this?" Erin asks

"Yeah, a little bit. I am glad I am not the only one giving y'all trouble." I got up and began pacing the apartment.

"Wait why aren't you asking who it is? You're a Bant Player." Connor noticed.

"No, I am and always will be a Sultai player first and foremost. Mostly with a Green lean." I correct. "Regardless I hope you figure out whatever you need to beat her," I say casually. after that, I got up and was about to say something when the wind held a faint chill. It was familiar, and before I knew it I was back in a familiar place.

"Hello, Son," Izanami said.

I turned from the way I was facing and said, "Hey Mom. What's up?"

"I don't want you to worry but something is coming for you," Izanami said

"What is it?" I ask

"Remember when I told you that when you drink from the Yomi pool you'd always have a foot in the beyond and one in the known?"

"Yes," I groan.

"Well, your actions and pursuit of balance have garnered the attention of beings more ancient than I," Izanami said

"Like what," I ask skeptically

"I think it's better if you see for yourself," Izanami said before whisking me away to another space.

My eyes opened to be surrounded by more darkness, and from that darkness, two eyes sprang out. Followed by significantly more ( I counted 18). the eyes glowed a similar color to mine when I used my Psionic powers. the eyes flickered brighter. I took a step and felt the floor beneath me sink...no give the floor had a formlessness to it that seemed to be accommodating to the beast. or maybe this was all my mind could process at the moment.

"you are an interesting young one. Raised in the Drought of growth, trained by Wisdom's shadow, and favored by Death unending. A contradiction to most. Yet you persist. Why." The beast asked

"because I have no other choice," I responded

The eyes laugh as they eyes close I gain a peer into the rest of the beast. it is immense. it seemed to be a creature with antlers but I saw numerous figures and faces including but not limited to; an anaconda, a bison, a crocodile, an elephant, a kangaroo, a shark, a turtle, and a Brachisaurus. it was hard to tell what all the faces and body pieces were exactly as it covered itself in shadow, and the little light its eyes gave made something visible. The other notable feature was the coral that seemed to align its spine

"The fight for ultimate survival is always an interesting plight you humans cling to." The creature said "It makes your tales so much more intriguing especially those of you that rise beyond what we believe you to be capable of, but alas there is an interloper in your mist. She bares a face you may recognize. she has abandoned her post as a watcher like me, and so I must intervene, but I need an arbiter as I can not intervene directly less I abandon my role and fall to similar ranks as her. So I reach out to the one bearing my will." The creature explains

"That was cryptic and confusing," I reply

"Oh sorry, I forget humans' minds are often feeble." The beast responds

"It's not that you didn't say anything clearly. I get you want me to do something what is it?" I ask

"I am a species that exists beyond the stars, and I am in pursuit of another of my kind who has abandoned her post. She has taken up the role of instigator. She has chosen to guide humans as opposed to the rest of my species who merely watch." The creature said

"Why me though?" I asked

"Because you understand my will, and desires for the world." The beast said

"But wouldn't this be interloping?" I ask the beast.

"No, it is a restoration."

"Okay," I say The beast's tone was interesting and could be best described as one voice scattered among many mouths. so there was always this weird echo. "So what do I get out of this ?" I ask

"I should have figured your ravenous nature would take precedence." The beast laughs

"I'd like your help with that?" I ask

"Oh, really why?" the beast questions confused

"I know my hunger is self-destructive. it drives me to want it all, but never know what "it" even is. It has led me to pursue more power than I would ever need, and yet I crave more. It has alienated me from loved ones because I am in a constant of wanting something from them whether that hunger is validation from people who will never give me it, or solace that they would rather die than relent. I want this feeling of discomfort that has pushed me to consume and I want it gone. I want contentment. I want that feeling of Hunger that ravenous desire to be used for something other than wanton destruction I want it to be constructive or at least the path to it. If you can't get rid of it." I say

"But why? Your hunger is constructive. From what I have seen hunger is a tool to destroy the imperfect present by consuming it bit by bit and making tomorrow better. Look at all of those you have helped by eating away at the dead and decaying." The beast said

As the creature spoke images flashed into my mind of how my desires have helped others.

"So the way I see it, you are where you want to be, and I think you could be doing more. So my trade for you is simple. I will make you more ravenous and your strength will become equal to your rate of esurience. for each meal you complete you will grow in proportion to that meal so you may never be content nor satiated." The beast said.

"That is not helpful at all but I'll make it work I guess. So what am I up against?" I say

"You will know." the beast said cryptically. and a haze of teal surrounded me.

"One last question. What are you what is your name?" I ask

"I have had many names but the one I prefer is Wendigo." The beast says

I blink several times, then reply "Um you know what that means or is right?"

"Yes I am aware of how humans perceive me, but I would like to ask one thing. When you are chasing your appetites do you lack vision, do you lack purpose?" The beast replies

"No, I suppose not, but there is always that emptiness after I indulge," I answer blankly, as I do I sit down in the shapeless and formless void

"and so how do you remedy that?" The beast asks

"By finding a new appetite, but what good is that if I am always chasing?" I answer dejected

"it's simple. those who always chase have a goal. it's those who chase mindlessly and not out of a need that has twisted my visage and image. Consider this human if I was truly such a terrible beast why haven't I consumed you whole and made you my vessel? Why go through the process of partnering with you?" The beast asks

"It makes hunting your next target easier. " I guess

"Yes, and why make my Chase harder fighting you when I can grant you the strength to accomplish what those others could not?" The beast asks

I scratched my head taken aback by that. "Growth and Hunger are always tied and when you separate them madness ensues." I realized something about the beast and as I did the world shifted.

"Wake up TJ. Wake up." I heard voices around me say as I opened. I sat up and the first thing besides a profound desire to play some commander and kiss Mina was an intense hunger and pain. I got up and looked around for anything to eat. the pain was so intense that I actually couldn't hear anything anyone was saying to me. I took out my phone.

"Is there anything to eat near here that's like high in calories?" I ask my friends as I look on my phone for food places.

"Um yeah but we need to talk(they say more words but my brain stopped reporting them to my consciousness)..."

"Where ooh steak house that should work," I say salivating excessively like I am going to vomit. it was weirdly soothing. While I was getting a reservation I got a call from Mina

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justmeinadaze · 1 year

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I'm In Control Part 20 (Steddie X You)

A/N: Yesterday I was in a weird mood (depressed mostly) and I just kept thinking how I wouldn't mind having these two come take care of me. Thus we got this. I think this is the longest series I've had so far. Which I don't mind...I love them <3

Warnings: No smut here; mostly fluff. The reader is sick and the guys come over to take care of her. She does talk about previous relationships and a bit of her trauma back home. She's very loopy from da fever so secrets spill.

Word Count: 2504

“Baby?”

Eddie’s fingers brushed your hair out of your face as he tried to pull your blanket that you were clinging to down and away from your chin. You missed work today telling TJ you weren’t feeling well but as soon as he told the guys they knew something was off. You rarely missed coming in, which always had them playfully scolding you to rest if you felt sick or exhausted.

When they entered your house, they found you in your bed covered in two throw blankets and your comforter. On your nightstand you had opened medication bottles for all your aches and pains.

“Steve, she’s shaking.”

The boy reached out to touch your forehead, making a face when he felt how warm you were.

“Hand me that thermometer there.” When Eddie passed it to him, he gently tugged at your makeshift shield. “Honey, can you put this under your tongue for me?”

“Cold.”

“I know, baby. I know you’re cold. I just need to take your temperature really quick, ok?” Your eyes remained closed as you did what he asked. Steve sighed when he read the number showing it to his friend.

“Should we take her to the hospital?”

“I don’t think so. I mean it’s high but—”

“No. No…hospital. Cold.”

“Y/N, when was the last time you took medicine for your fever?” Steve tried to control his tone and Eddie heard it. He was scared. They both were. When it came to being sick there was only so much anyone could do to control it and for them this was new when it came to you. They had never seen you this meek and frail before. “Honey…I need you answer me.”

“Wha mecine, Daddy?”, you slurred.

He sighed as he glanced at the metalhead who chuckled. “Well, this will be interesting. Using them in this case.”

Steve rolled his eyes as he flashed him a slanted smile. “Y/N, open your eyes and sit up for me.”

You whined as Eddie’s arms slid under you, lifting you to a sitting position. “No! Sir…cold!”

“I’ll make you a deal. Open your eyes and answer my question. If you do that, we can take a nice warm shower.”

Steve’s heart broke when you were finally able to do what he asked. Your eyes were incredibly glassy and he struggled to find you within them. The parts of you that did reflect back were afraid and in pain. Eddie saw it to when you leaned your head against his shoulder and it ignited something within them. They both NEEDED to make you feel better.

“Honey, when did you take this last?”, Steve repeated.

Your eyes squinted at the bottle. “Um…I don remember. I know I han tex TJ.”

“You took them when you texted TJ?” You smiled lazily as you nodded. “So about four hours ago.”

Steve practically ran to your fridge, grabbing a bottle of water, and dumping some of the pills in his hand. “Ok, baby. I want you to take these again.” Your eyes squeezed shut as you aggressively shook your head. “Y/N, please.” His fingers reached out, gently opening your mouth and placing the medicine on your tongue. Eddie held your head back as Steve held the bottle to your lips.

You smiled as they praised you, turning to press you face into the metalheads neck.

“Go ahead and take off her clothes. I’ll get the shower going.”

“Shouldn’t we give her a bath?”

“NO! No, Sir. Please…too cold.” His chest heaved as he felt your tears hit his skin.

Steve touched his shoulder comfortingly as he stood and headed for your bathroom.

“Everything’s going to be ok, princess. I promise.” You began to whine again as he lifted off your sweatshirt. “I know. Daddy’s getting the shower ready. I just—”

“Hurts…body…hurts.” As delicately as he could, he slid off your underwear before suddenly feeling your warm palm touch his cheek. “You look…so sad. Why’s…so sad?”

Eddie softly smiled down at you as he kissed your forehead. “I don’t like seeing you in pain.”

You wince as Steve comes back from the bathroom and lifts you out of the boy’s arms. Dazed from the fever, you giggle as you sluggishly point towards the metalhead. “You…you remind me of Eddie. So…sweet. Good boy.”

They both can’t help but laugh as Steve lowers himself to the tub floor, letting the water hit you both. A pleasant whine this time leaves your lips at the feeling.

Eddie leans against the porcelain, not caring that his face and shirt were getting soaked.

“Dude, just get in here.”

“I don’t want to crowd and overwhelm her.”

“But you want to get her floor wet!?”

“Fine! Fucking hell.”, he growls as he starts to remove his clothes.

“You two remind me of my boyfriends. They bicker like this.”, you giggle.

Eddie smirks as he climbs into the tub across from you both. “Well, at least she’s not slurring anymore.”

“Oh! You can’t tell them I’m sick. They’ll get mad I didn’t tell them.”

“Probably.”, Steve chuckles. “Why didn’t you?”

“They worry.” You sigh as you extend your legs and Eddie reaches over to place them on his lap. “I worry too though.”

“What do you worry about, pretty girl?”

You giggle again as you open your eyes to look up at him. “If I tell you, you can’t tell them, Daddy.” Both boys exchange a glance, wondering if they should stop you before you tell them whatever it is. Before they even get a chance, you continue.

“I know it’s stupid but…I worry sometimes…they’ll realize they…they can do better…than me.”

“Yeah, that’s a conversation we will be having later when you’re more coherent.”, Eddie sighs. “How could she possibly think that, Steve?”

The man shakes his head as he shrugs. “Be-because… all my…exes did. They-they think women treated them like they were disposable.”, you laugh as your eyebrows furrow together. “I got…my first boyfriend in high school. Very proper.”

“Ah, I remember you telling us about that one.”, Steve moves some of your hair out of your face as you speak.

“Ahhhh…what I didn’t tell them is…he left me after telling my parents that I had…porn hidden in my room. Ohhh…my dad was so mad.” Your head fell back against his chest as you closed your eyes again. “He trashed my room and took a hammer to all my stuff…till the walls were-were empty. I’m hot. Can I lay back down?”

“Yeah, sweetheart. We can lay down.” Eddie got out and quickly dried himself before reaching for you. He held you till Steve was dry so you could lean against him for balance while he took care of you.

“The guy…I lost my virginity to… he broke up with me when I…told him I was moving here. Matthew kicked his ass.”, you smiled.

“God, I love your brother.”

“Me too. No…no, shirt. Hot.”, you whined as you pushed Eddie’s hands away.

“Baby, you have to have something on.” He searches around finding one of Steve’s tanks in your closet. “How about this, hm? No sleeves.” You allow him to throw it over you and put some sleep shorts on as well.

As soon as they get you back into bed, Steve immediately checks your temperature again, breathing a sigh of relief as it had come down.

“Can I brush your hair?” The metalhead asks and you gently nod as the other man disappears to your kitchen.

“The first guy I met here… we were together for…a year. He…cheated on me…with one of…the actresses. Said…she was…better in bed. Which is funny because he was terrible.”

Eddie cackled behind you as he began combing your hair. “What a fucking asshole.”

“Girl is ready for anything. I’m telling you.” Steve enters your room with a bowl of soup in his hand. You shake your head as he sits in front of you.

“Not hungry.”

“Funny. I don’t remember asking if you were hungry.” He smiles and a huge grin spread along your face. “There’s our girl.” He holds the spoon to your lips and you graciously slurp its contents.

“You remind me of Steve.” You eyes fell and he reached over to lift your chin. “I wish they were here.”

As you began to cry, Eddie’s arms wrapped tightly around you as Steve moved closer to press your head against his shoulder. “We’re right here, honey. We’re not going anywhere.”

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You woke up the next morning in a huge daze and an even bigger headache, wincing as you tried to sit up.

“Hey, hey, hey.”, Steve whispered across from you. “What do you need, baby? Are you okay?”

“I have a headache.”

Turning his wrist, he looks at his watch and checks the time. “Yeah, it’s about that time. Let me grab you some water.” As he slowly gets up, you roll over to Eddie knocked out next to you with his arm under your pillow. “Here you go, sweetheart.” You thank him as you take the pills and chug down the glass of liquid.

“How long have you two been here?”, you ask as Steve crawls back in beside you.

“Yesterday afternoon. After TJ told us you weren’t feeling so hot, we came to check on you. You had a fever and had no idea what was going on.” You sighed as you fell back against the bed and he did the same. “How are you feeling now?”

“Better actually. Sore and tired but…better.” While reaching out to caress his cheek, you noticed something flicker in his eyes. “What’s wrong? Are you okay?”

“Y/N, we’re focusing on you right now.”, he chuckles.

“Sounds like she’s feeling better.” You turn to see Eddie’s eyes flutter open as he places his palm on your forehead. “Definitely not as warm as yesterday, thank God.”

The same thing you saw in Steve’s beautiful brown orbs ran quickly through the metalhead’s as well. A lightbulb went off in your brain as you gradually figured out what it was. Relief.

“I’m sorry if I scared you both. I genuinely thought I just had a cold. I guess I grabbed something worse.”

“You…you didn’t know who we were. Well, to a point. You called us Daddy and Sir but you kept asking for Steve and Eddie.” Eddie’s fingers traced down your face. “We felt a little helpless.”

“The only good thing about you seeing us that way was you actually listened to them after pouting.” Steve grinned when you let out a breathy laugh.

“I’m sorry.”, you apologized again, reaching out to bring them closer to you.

As the day progressed, you started feeling more like your old self and they began seeing more of your personality emerge from the fog. While you munched on the sandwich they ordered for you from a nearby restaurant, you noticed them become uncharacteristically quiet.

“Did, um, did I say anything else? I mean I didn’t say anything to hurt you, right?”

They exchanged a look before focusing on the food in front of them. “We can talk about it later when you’re feeling 100%.”

“Steve Harrington. You can’t say that like I’m not going to be thinking about it now till we talk. I’m feeling a lot better. Please…”

Eddie exhales as he leans back against your headboard. “You said you had been keeping a secret from us. That sometimes you worry that we are going to realize that there’s better out there than you.”

Your eyes shut as you hung your head. “Ugh, incoherent me is such a bitch.”

Steve’s fingers reach out, lifting your eyes to meet his. “Is that how you feel?”

“Yes…but not because of anything you’ve done! I just—”

“Dated some douchebags. Yeah, you mentioned them.”

“Oh my god.” You cover your face with your hands in embarrassment. “Next time, just tape my mouth shut.”

“As fun as that sounds”, Eddie chuckles. “Princess you never have to worry about things like that. There’s no one in the world better or more perfect for us than you.”

You turn to look at Steve who nods, agreeing with his friend. “We’d kiss you but, ya know, you’re still gross.” Gasping in fake anger, you playfully lean over to smack his arm. He grabs your wrist and pulls you forward to kiss the top of your head. “Do you want to move in with us?”

Blinking up at him, you froze and he immediately dropped your hand. Your head turns to glance at Eddie, whose eyes are penetrating Steve’s body. At first you thought he was upset he asked the question until he opened his mouth.

“Really, Harrington? That’s how you ask? Couldn’t wait until she was fully healed and we could make like a grand gesture of it?”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t…I just…I didn’t like seeing you the way you were yesterday and while you were sleeping, I just kept thinking what if this had been worse? What if something happened to you? I’d rather know you’re with us and your safe.”

“Plus, we kind of like you. He left that part out.”, Eddie grins.

“You want this to?”, you ask.

“Honestly, if I had it my way, I would have asked you to move in after those two weeks we weren’t together.” He hung his head as he fidgeted with his hands. “We almost lost you and like Steve said I wanted you with us.”

“Can-Can I think about it?”

“Pfft, yeah, honey. Of course. I didn’t mean to spring it on you or anything. Take all the time you need.” Steve scooted his body till he was right next to you, picking at the fries in his bag.

“It’s not that I don’t want to. I pretty much live there anyway. It’s just…I would have to tell TJ, my boss, my new address…which is also your address…”

Eddie wrapped his arm around you and pulled your head to his shoulder. “Sweetheart, it’s ok. We understand. I promise. We’re not hurt or anything and we won’t be either if you decide against it. We’ll still love you.”

After a while, your breathing steadied and they realized you had fallen asleep. Eddie delicately shifted you till you were lying flat with your head on the pillow before reaching out to punch Steve’s arm.

“What the fuck, man?!”, he whispers. “You spring that on her when she’s sick right after her fever breaks. You really couldn’t wait?”

“I’m sorry! She looked up at me with those big, gorgeous eyes and after seeing them filled with hurt yesterday…I couldn’t help it.”

“Oh my god, you romantic idiot.”

They both laughed at each other. “Is it ok? That I want her to live with us? Or hell, we can come here if she wants. I don’t know if that would be easier…”

“Let’s let her decide first. She’s not allowed to make demands in bed but this is different.” Eddie paused as he looked down at your sleeping frame. “I hope she says yes.”

“Me too.”

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lostinbooks14 · 8 months

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Times in the Wilderness

Rumours (Screw You, Dylan)

Piper mentally cursed herself as she wandered down the corridor, the skinny boy fidgeting and shuffling next to her. Stupid, stupid, Piper. Why did she have to grab his hand!?

Ms.Loraine had told her he might not like touch. Especially not sudden touch. Or sudden noises. Or loud noises. Or personal questions. Or people sneaking up on him. Especially at night.

She checked them off one by one, yup, she'd done all of them- except for the sneaking up part.

Stupid, stupid Piper.

She didn't know exactly what had happened to him- but she knew it was much, much more serious than what she- and many others- were here for. But it was fine. Okay so he hadn't spoken a word to her the entire time and okay so maybe he only looked her in the eyes like, twice. But it had only been half an hour. There was still time- he'd open up eventually. She just hoped her friends would be okay with him.

"Do you have any allergies?" She asked, trying to force herself to sound calm and quiet.

Leo looked surprised at the improvement, or at least, what she hoped was an improvement. He shook his head mutely.

She should really figure out a way to get him to talk.

"Do you have a favourite food? You know, something that reminds you of home?"

Leo froze immediately, sucked in a breath, closed his eyes for a few seconds, and shook his head. If possible, he looked even more uncomfortable than before.

No personal questions! She scolded herself- though she couldn't really imagine why such a simple small-talk one had made him panic.

She pushed the door into the dining room and led Leo around with a tray after waving a quick hi to her friends. He skipped over most of the options, till she was worried he might not take anything at all- but he put a bit onto his plate.

No wonder he looks so skinny.

He glanced at her warily, as if reading her mind.

She started talking again. "Today we have a special treat! Since it's Friday, it's fried drumstick day! I don't eat it since I'm vegetarian, but everyone says it's SO good. You should try it."

But he had that weird look on his face, as if she'd poked at a sensitive topic again, and his face was slightly going green, so she started talking again. Good Lord did she have nothing else to do?! "Or don't. Let's go sit down!"

Michelle, a pale Russian girl with beautiful green eyes and strawberry blond hair, patted the seat next to her. Her three other friends glanced up and smiled before going back to what they were doing.

"Hey, Pipes! We wondered where you were."

"Hey Midge, this is Leo, he's new here and I'm his guide. He's gonna sit with us for a while, k?"

Dylan, Michelle's boyfriend, looked up from his plate stacked high with chicken and sauce. "Are you that kid with all the rumors flying around?"

Piper glared at him, of course he had rumors about him already. Dylan pointedly ignored her. The statement had piqued the curiosity of everyone around the table though, and they were now looking at Dylan and Leo expectantly.

Screw you, Dylan.

"You know, about murdering four people?"

What!? What sort of nonsense was that!? As if the timid elf next to her could ever kill someone!

"Oh yeah. TJ said he heard someone say he'd run away from six foster homes after his mom abandoned him when he was a baby. Isn't that right, TJ?" The raven-haired girl, Ashley, elbowed the black guy sitting next to her, her boyfriend, TJ.

Piper glanced at Leo. He looked paler than usual, but there was a furious, slightly psychotic glint in his eyes.

She gave a pointed cough.

"Oops, sorry." They didn't sound very sorry.

"So Leo, this is Dylan. He's in Year 12. That's TJ. Ashley's the one with black eyes. This is Michelle, but we call her Midge. Jackson's practicing basketball in the field. He'll come here soon. Dylan and him are both in Year 12, even though Jackson is still 17, so they'll be sharing Math and Physics with you!"

Leo looked less than enthusiastic about that prospect.

"He's in Year 12 for Math and Physics?" TJ piped up. "He barely looks like a 12 year old, man. You sure he's 15?"

She rolled her eyes. Why else would he be in their grade?

"Hey!" She heard a voice call, and she turned around in her seat to see Jackson striding towards them. His light brown hair was wet from a shower and his matching brown eyes twinkled as he grinned at them.

"You're gaping," Midge giggled.

Her crush on him wasn't really a big secret. She shoved her away playfully and waved back at the boy as he came to sit down. The only empty seat was next to Leo, and he promptly sat down in it, giving Leo a once over.

"This is Leo," Piper rushed. "He's new. Leo, this is Jackson."

He raised his hand a bit in greeting and Jackson gave him his winning smile again.

"This little guy in our Year?" He gave a good-natured laugh. "I bet the teachers will be pointing him to Year 5 when he comes in for a couple weeks."

Leo reddened slightly, fidgeting in his seat as he pushed his hand in his pockets.

"Why'd you come here anyway? What abominable criminal act did you do that made your poor, worried, filthy rich parents sob to phsycologists about being horrible parents before sending you to this hellhole?"

She laughed. That was exactly what had happened to her. A bit exaggerated, but he got the gist of it.

Leo said nothing, his fingers tapping a rhythm on his knee.

"He mute?"

"Just a bit quiet."

"Ah."

The bell rang, and Leo flinched, before getting up from his seat.

"I better go introduce him to the teacher," Piper smiled. "See you guys in class!"

Leo got up and tried to walk away so fast that he tripped. Jackson reached out and steadied him as a few kids snickered.

"Woah, easy there, tiger."

Leo looked slightly sick as he emptied his mostly untouched plate into the bin. Is he feeling faintish? She wondered worriedly. Or maybe he was just tired. He looked like the walking dead anyway.

"We have English, Math, and languages. I picked Spanish. There's also French, Chinese, and German. You can pick one even if you're already fluent in it. Its much easier."

"Spanish..." He mumbled so quietly that she almost didn't hear.

She grinned, wide. "That's the first time I've heard you speak you know."

Things would be great.

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risetherivermoon · 2 months

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spoke about this briefly before, but heres a more in depth post w/ me rambling about my idea and explaining the au by showing off my notes and everything

anyway, the idea im talking about is like a social media/twitter (i will not call it X, fucking bite me) thing about the teens using twinote (an app that can make fake tweets) mixed with me using my own art to add stuff to it, and the idea of maybe making a secondary blog to answer asks as the characters,

this format idea is mixed with an au ive been thinking about involving hell and heaven stuff, (im not immune to hazbin hotel hype nor am i immune to any kind of bible fanfiction) so heres some notes about that;

basic desc:

Taylor is a prince of the 7th circle and a Hell-born demon, he makes friends with Scary/Terri, a sinner who died in the 1950's, a long with her guardian/step-dad TJ/Terry Jr. (sinners in this universe tend to go by secondary names instead of their human names) while messing around the city that Scary & TJ live in, Scary and Taylor stumble upon Lincoln, a fallen angel, who has just fallen from Heaven, Lincoln starts staying with TJ and Scary, since he has nowhere to go. Eventually Normal, an angel, trespasses into Hell from Heaven, in an attempt run from his home. Normal is found by the rest of the teens who are now trying to make sure Heaven doesn't find out that Normal is in Hell

(edit: contents for this au can be found at @3sinnrsn1angel)

additional notes & more yapping about my ideas below the cut, be warned!!!

- Scary & TJ live in the 7th ring of Hell, each circle is a different city & has a different monarchy

- Taylor as hell royalty is an angel hunter. Scary is also an angel hunter

- angel hunting is treated as a sport by the royals, and as a bounty-hunting type job by the sinners, done when angels fly overhead of hell to deliver messages and keep demons in line, there tends to be a lot of air traffic that makes hits easy

- tho this universe mostly surrounds hell & heaven, people can still cast spells and do magic, though its a skill you have to master

- TJ is a magic user and runs a magic shop, he and Scary live in the overhead apartment above the shop

- Normal's grandfather is a part of Heaven's council, which means Normal was a high ranking angel

- Lincoln's father, Grant, was also a part of Heaven's council before Link's falling

- Hell Demons buy and barter sinner souls constantly, and it has become a competition between the royals to have the most souls as well as angel kills

- Hell Demons & Sinners are cool with angels co-existing amongst them, and will not hunt them if it's an angel on the ground and out of uniform (most angels who go through hell are wearing heaven garbs) though it will bring weird looks and comments people are mostly unbothered by it, Heaven is unaware of this or that angel refugees are living amongst sinners

- this applies to fallen angels as well

- this will probably be a polywagon fic, ill see where the wind takes me

(hermie does exist but 4 the sake or spoilers ill leave the info on them to that)

the rest of the details i have written down about this au are spoiler-adjacent but this is what ive got for you! heres a little bit more about the formatting style i have in mind, im sorry (not sorry) about yapping so much i just like to info-dump

basically ill be using mostly fake tweets using twinote, as well as messages between the teens also using twinote, i did kind of some tests to get down the kind of energy i want for this and to see if this format works well with these characters so ill show some ss of that here as an example:

(all pfp art is by me)

theres also the factor of me not using this blog to post this series and using a secondary blog, id mostly be doing that to make sure asks and content of this project is secluded from my other stuff,

speaking of asks, id use the ask box on said account to get questions and do a type of q&a thing where the audience can ask the teens questions and ill make art for/write them responding to it, also maybe responding to questions from a creator & ooc pov

i also make art just for funzies and if it fits in the plot anywhere, as well as making the characters pfps n stuff, heres an example a little by showing off a piece that (if i decide to really commit to this which i might since ive been having this idea rattling around in my head for a bit) ill be using in it (prob 4 pfps)

(using this to also show off the teens designs for this au lol)

lemme know if yall find this interesting because im pretty into it already lol, and ill see what i can come up with for getting it all started, if u got it this far congrats you read all my yapping! also id love to answer any questions abt this au as well (ooc obvi)

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notanotherinfjblog · 6 months

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Texting habits per judging function

No one asked, but here are some observations I've made in my personal life.

*Note that this probably differs by age, gender, and culture (for instance, I have been told by several Americans that I use an insane amount of emojis, whereas it's not considered weird at all here in Germany).

FJ:

Generally very good at texting, will respond to absolutely every point you make. If you send them a long voice message, they can be found taking notes while listening so that they will not forget to answer any point you made.

Have a very hard time leaving someone on read and if they do, either something happened and they forgot, or they simply don't like you very much. If they open the message, they answer. If they don't have time to answer you right now, they simply will not open the message yet.

If the text conversation is done (i.e. you wrote something like "bye, see you tomorrow!" that does not require another response), they will still at the very least send you an emoji back for no reason other than letting you know that "Yes! I read your message! I'm not ignoring you! I love you!" (Literally every FJ I have ever known does this. Every single one, including myself.)

They will adapt to your style of texting. If you are the kind of person that likes to send a bunch of heart emojis to friends and the FJ friend is not, they will still pepper in a heart here and there. If you generally don't use emojis, they will use them only occasionally. If you reply in wallpaper long messages, so will they. If you break up your messages into several texts one after the other, so will they.

FPs:

Also generally quite good at texting and can actually appear a lot warmer in writing than in person (there have been several instances where I received really lovely messages from FPs who I used to think hated my guts whenever we met in person).

Prepare for emojis. Seriously.

You can have infinitely long text conversations with them. If you are willing to commit, the conversation between the two of you will never end. With NFPs, the conversations usually end up spiralling into nonsense scenarios, while SFPs keep telling you about their day and keep answering you about your day every day.

TPs:

(my texting experience with TPs is unfortunately very limited, so feel free to fill in my blanks)

Fe is very noticeable in the extroverts, i.e. they tend to go the FJ route described above, but in a more nonchalant and more relaxed way. Like with FJs, the focus of the conversation is on you and their dynamic with you.

The introverts (i.e. my dad, i.e. my only point of reference) are bad at texting and prefer to call, so almost all text conversations go something like this: TP: "Hi, I tried to call you, but you didn't pick up. I hope everything is alright with you?" You: "Yes, sorry. Everything's good here, how about you, everything okay?" --- end of conversation ---

TJs:

Generally bad at texting. Also don't really like it and see no point in it, so they usually prefer calling or talking in person.

Will appear colder in writing than in person, especially the STJs. Their answers will be straight to the point. No beating around the bush and no needless extension of a conversation in form of jokes/questions/anecdotes for a bonding experience. If they want to tell you something, they will tell you in person.

Have absolutely zero problem leaving people on read and usually don't mean anything by it.

STJs rarely use emojis, NTJs do but not excessively

If their answer requires them to type anything more than two sentences, they will send you a voice message instead. (Literally every single TJ I know does this, except my INTJ brother who is a complete maniac and calls instead.)

#the TJ way of texting will never stop confusing me #i usually don't look at other people's phones but i once witnessed an istj's text conversation and it's been haunting me ever since #she had just visited her husband's family with their kids and her mother-in-law sent her a really long lovely message #saying how much she enjoyed their visit and how much she loved each and every one of them and sent her a bunch of pictures #and this istj replied with 'thanks me too' and THAT WAS IT! if i had been her mother-in-law i would have assumed she doesn't like me at all #but no! this istj spent the next half hour looking at the pictures smiling softly zooming in on everyone's faces and then smiling some more #similarly one of my closest friends is an estj and she will tell you in person how much she loves you but her messages? not that warm #or my entj friend. he is a real chatterbox in person but texting? yeah no forget it #this is unimaginable for me as an FJ i would only do this as a deliberate choice to make it known that i don't want anything to do with the #so texting with a TJ always feels like recalibrating your brain to calm down and go:#'no i know they don't hate me yes i know they text like they do but i know that they don't it's okay they are like this with everyone'#and really sorry for the limited TP section. the only TPs i ever texted are my dad and some occasional acquaintances #so seriously. chime in with your observations! especially to get a broader picture from other cultures than my own as well #typing post #judging functions #cognitive functions

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fckinwild-kiwi · 5 months

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Dec. 12th: Errand Day

Day 12: Grocery Shopping/Somone sets off the fire alarm

Day 12 of @comp-lady’s Domestic December writing challenge is upon us!

Warnings: Maybe Swearing (This is an 18+ blog, minors dni) Word Counts: 1.1k+ Words Pairings: Steve Harrington x Reader

Finally having a day off of work, I decided to spend the day running some unnecessary errands, Target, TJ Maxx, and Ulta. A day full of treating myself with a vanilla latte in hand. After I got out of bed, I took my time getting ready. I put on an outfit that made me confident but was also practical for an errand day. Once I was dressed and I finished my hair and makeup. I walked down the stairs hoping to find some coffee still in the pot from my parents so I could make an iced latte. Instead, I found Steve sitting at my kitchen table reading the newspaper that was undoubtedly left by my dad.

“Stevie,” I said, crossing the threshold into the kitchen and making my way towards him. “What are you doing here, I though you had to work today?”

“I was supposed to but Keith called to swap shifts with me for later in the week. Apparently they needed a manager to be there to sign for a delivery today,” He said, standing up to pull you in for a kiss.

“Mm,” I acknowledged, leaning into the kiss before breaking away. “Does this mean you want to join me with running errands today?”

“Only if those errands include grocery shopping, I need to get some things for my house,” Steve responded.

“I think I can make that work,” I said before smiling up at the boy. After telling Steve the plans I had for the day, I poured us both an iced coffee and we got into Steve’s car to head to our first destination, TJ Maxx.

“So what do we need to get here?” Steve questioned as you walked through the automatic doors.

“Oh, we don’t need anything. We are just looking to see if we see anything that we can’t live without.”

“That sounds like we are wasting time,” Steve wondered out loud, looking at me with a weird look in his eyes.

“It’s not wasting time, Stevie, it’s like a hobby, unnecessary but it brings joy.”

“Hm, okay,” Steve responded, not really believing it.

Together, we walked through the entirety of the store, I would pick up random items, asking Steve his opinion of them. Before long, his interest was piqued and he was invested in this ‘hobby.’

“Baby,” Steve said, garnering my attention before shoving a kitchen tool in my face. “Look at this, I feel like this is something we can’t live without.”

“Steve, I’m not sure we have a use for a loose-leaf tea holder,” I said, a smile overtaking my face at his giddy reaction. “Have you ever had a cup of tea?”

“No, but I feel like I could start.”

“And that is when we know it’s the to leave the store,” I said, grabbing the item from him and putting it back on the shelf. Placing my hand out for Steve to grab it, he signed before accepting as I dragged us out of the store.

“Next up is Ulta,” I said as he put the car into drive. “I have a few things I do need to buy so this is less casual browse and more of a get in and out situation.”

“Thank god, I know even less about makeup,” Steve breathed out.

“Well today is the day I teach you!”

A few minutes later, we pulled up to the Ulta. Steve got out before opening my door and together we walked through the second set of automatic doors today. “So I need to get more blush, mascara, and setting spray, just follow me.”

On a mission to get through the store, I quickly grabbed a basket and handed it to Steve, reminding him to follow me. I walked over to the Morphe setting spray and tossed one can in the basket. Then, I found the Fenty cream blush and mascara and tossed both of them into the basket. “Okay, handsome, let’s go checkout.”

“Let me get it for you,” Steve said as we approached the checkout counter.

“Babe, these are not cheap, I can get it.”

“No,” Steve argued. “They can’t be that bad. It’s probably what, $30?”

The lady at the counter let out a laugh. “It’s his first time,” I said, pointing at Steve. “It’s going to be more than $30, baby.”

“Your total is $82.37,” The lady at the counter said, looking over to Steve to see his bewildered expression.

“Yeah, I think I’ll let you get this one,” Steve whispered as I laughed and swiped my card.

“Let’s go get groceries,” I said as we walked out of the store and back into Steve’s BMW. The drive to the grocery store was quick and before long, I was pulling out a cart to follow along with Steve’s grocery shopping. “I’ll follow you, handsome!”

“Okay, let’s start with the produce,” Steve said, taking off towards the fruits and vegetables. He started grabbing his essentials such as spinach, avocados, bell peppers, carrots, apples, and bananas. Then he started walking towards the bakery.

“Why did you throw in everything bagels?” I questioned. “You hate them...”

“You love them,” He shrugged before throwing more items in the cart. You were thrown off. Of course he would be kind enough to get you your favorite bagel, especially with the increase in sleepovers. After hearing his reasons I mumbled out a quick thank you before pressing a kiss to his cheek.

With a deep blush forming on his cheeks, Steve turned away before heading towards the dairy section. As I slowly followed him over, he already had a few items in his hands. When I approached, Steve put sweet cream creamer in the cart.

“Baby,” I said, grabbing the creamer back out of the cart. “You hate this creamer, why are you trying to buy it?”

“You love it,” He said, shrugging his shoulder AGAIN.

“Steven,” I said sternly. “You have to let me buy the things that I need to use when I’m at your place.”

“Absolutely not,” he responded before walking away. Steve continued walking down the aisles, throwing in his essential snacks and things to make dinner, especially with his parents away. Once we began walking down the chip aisle, Steve grabbed the blue Takis, throwing them in the cart too.

“Steven, what are you doing, those are too hot for you!”

“You love them,” He reiterated. “I want you to be comfortable and have snacks and foods that you love whenever you’re with me. It’s my way of taking care of you.”

“Okay,” I whispered, abandoning the cart and throwing myself in Steve’s arms. As he secured his arms around me, I whispered, “Can we get some ice cream too?”

“Duh,” Steve said, smirking down at you. “It was already on the list, we just haven’t made it to the frozen section yet.”

“You spoil me, Harrington,” I said, leaning up to kiss him in the middle of the grocery story chip aisle.

“Mm,” Steve groaned, pulling himself away from me to respond. “I’d buy you ice cream and takes everyday if it brought that smile to your face.”

“I love you.”

“And I love you,” Steve echoed. “Let’s go finish up so we can go home and cuddle.”

“Errand day is the best day,” I said bumping my hips to Steve’s as we walked down the chip aisle together, Steve now pushing the cart.

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Scary has four memories involving her stepdad's old mirror. Out of the four, she's only looked at her reflection once.

Parts: Prologue (Ron & TJ), Memory 1, Memory 2 (here), Memory 3, Memory 4 Warning: Mentions of parent shouting at child, no specific dialogue but implication of verbal abuse is there...its Scary thinking about her bio dad for one paragraph. --- There's a flu going around at school and, unfortunately for certain punk soccer players, its gotten to several of her fellow teammates as well. And eventually, when she'd gotten comfy in her wellness while others may have fallen, Scary is down with the sickness (not the cool kind) too.

She's stuck in bed for the week after having to go home early on Wednesday. And of course, she will be missing the game on Saturday per stupid doctor's orders! Its the kinda thing she'd want to scream about in the shower or into her pillow. If only anything above a whisper didn't make her feel like she was swallowing rocks. Its Thursday morning now and she's only felt worse so far. Feels like the week is lasting forever too. Scary sleeps much of Thursday away, feeling too warm, too cold, and not wanting to even smell a tiny bit of food. She vaguely hears her parents--her mom and Terry coming in and out of her room to check on her. Her mom's calling her pumpkin like she used to when she was younger. Wear a pumpkin costume one time as a toddler and your mom never forgets it! Its...really cool to get more time with her though. Like they used to before her firm got more business.

They spend Friday morning huddled up together on the bed and watching Nightmare Before Christmas for the fifteenth time. Terry spends a lot of time handling the meals that day and going out to get medicine too. Scary only ate a little of each meal, but it was surprisingly nice. And speaking of Terry, she swears he's murmuring a different nickname every time he comes by each day...whether its to get her more water or to check her temperature. Or if its the middle of the night and mom's gone to bed and he holds her hand while she coughs so hard her whole body shakes and keeps holding on even when the girl's sure she's been squeezing back way too hard. She wants to ask him why again, why he's so happy to talk to her, why he keeps coming back even when she gets snot all over his sleeves--- All of those questions are too heavy to speak out loud. She chooses to ask something else when she catches her breath: "Why do you keep calling me all those mushy names?" He laughs a little and tucks her gently back into bed while simply saying that his mom often did that for him. She falls asleep before she can ask about his dad and the last thing she hears is "goodnight, babygirl" while feeling a hand softly brushing through her hair.

Scary wakes up to the dim moonlight shining into her bedroom. The remnants of a weird dream leaving her frustrated. The whole team lost because the other team made the soccer ball ten feet tall. They kept chasing them all around with it. She knows it was a dream but it feels like she still spent thirty minutes running somehow! The girl stares at the ceiling angrily and takes a few deep breaths, plays with the stray threads at the edges of her blanket. Terry had offered to repair the blanket some weeks ago, but she refused. Its a good thing too, these threads were her lifelines right now. Besides, like her metal ripped jeans, these threads gave her blanket just the right flair, okay? And, there was no need to have him waste time on her stuff anyway! He and her mom had their own work stuff to handle too. Its why she told her mom not to worry about taking any more days off to watch over her too. (She'd overheard her mom's boss on the phone yesterday.)

A cough and sneezing fit interrupts her thoughts and she squeezes the blanket tightly for a moment. The girl looks off to the side to see what time her black alarm clock says and a haunting 2:00 am looks back at her. She grimaces, sits up and wipes sweat off her forehead. Her throat doesn't hurt anymore and thirstiness has replaced the scratchiness. The girl decides to refill her glass on her nightstand and very carefully walks out her room. When she's heading back from the kitchen, she hears whispering at the end of the hall. Her room is back the other way, but she doesn't want to go back yet. Instead, she slowly creeps down toward the stream of light coming out the storage room.

Scary peaks into the slightly open door and sees her step-dad sitting in front that antique mirror. The engraved phrase 'Stud' glimmers in the light. The murmuring stops and sniffles replace them until she watches her step-dad get up. He turns around and she takes a step back, spitting out a startled, "Wha-what are you doing up so late?" Terry's red rimmed eyes crinkle some as he smiles. He doesn't seem to have his dorky glasses on and is dressed in a long, old-timey striped sleeping gown. "Shouldn't I be asking you that, hun? Are you feeling okay?" She wonders for a moment if her dad had any nicknames for her. Wonders if he would have held her hand or humored her late night questions like this? A little part of herself curls up tightly as she remembers that she got carsick once and he'd slammed the car-door really hard, running off into the nearest gas station to get wipes. Her mom looked mad and worried. They went home in a taxi that day and dad smiled at dinner like nothing happened at all. She'd guessed that's just how dads were meant to be. Smiling at certain times, shouting like a raging thunderstorm other times.

Terry repeats his question in the present and Scary says a "Yeah, I just...yeah, I'm okay. I'm fine. I'm okay." He doesn't question her, only nods with that now more familiar look of concern.

Scary feels the burning urge to ask him more questions again. Except when she tries, he tries to say something too. It all comes out as a jumble of both their words. Both stop, awkwardly looking at each other like two puzzles pieces that don't quite fit together. Terry rubs the back of his neck and pulls out another chair. He offers it to her and puts a nice opaque protective cover over the mirror. Scary looks at the cover, to him, and then sits down. Takes a few little breathes and sips her water. After a few minutes, Terry speaks up again without interruption: "You asked what I was doing before. I was..." He trails off with a small frown and sits down in his chair next to her. The man looks off to the nearest wall and continues speaking. "The mirror was a gift from my step-dad, and I had this dream about him tonight." Terry stops again, brushing some of his dreadlocks out of his face with a sad smile. "A really tough dream and I thought if I came to the mirror maybe..." Scary holds her cup in both hands as she listens. She thinks it sucks that bad dreams are a thing for both teens and adults. The soccer game mega fail dream comes back to her mind again. "...Maybe you'd be less upset about losing?" And she's talking about the game her mind made up to make up for the one she couldn't go to. However, it seems what she said gets to her step-dad anyway. His eyes that are now looking at her again, are wet and vulnerable as he nods. Scary has seen him cry before, over sad commercials or movies or those compilations he's always watching. Yet these tears seem strangely different, something's so raw and lost about them. The urge to put out two fingers and poke his teary eyes comes up suddenly. Her mom says that she has those weird thoughts sometimes too and to not judge herself for having them. She's not sure how to not judge herself yet, but she is getting better at ignoring them or changing them slightly.

Instead of poking him with one hand, she places her cup down on a nearby box and hesitantly offers him her hand. Like how he'd offered his hand to her when she was feeling miserable (and scared, and gross, and--). The self-labeled tough girl adds a soft, "You can't tell Mom about this okay?" as she does it. Terry takes her hand and sniffles again, rubs his eyes and mutters some apology. In the next few minutes, he very quietly explains that yes, he's lost someone very important. And sometimes when you lose someone you look for them in all the familiar places and items they used to hang around. That sometimes doing that can be enough, and on the days when its not enough...in the words of his step-dad: It really fucking sucks.

#scary marlowe #terry jr stampler #terry stampler #terry jr #dndads terry jr #dndads #dndads s2 #dndads fic #dndads quest #dndads fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #writing #dungeons and daddies #abeinginsand talk tag #Was listening to Neptune by Sleeping At Last while writing this #will probably think of them when I listen to it now #abeinginsand writing tag

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say what you mean

Steph meets a woman at the DIA about a month after Sam’s funeral. They meet at the Edgar Degas exhibit, which Steph becomes obsessed with the first time she walks through it. Something about the ballet dancers makes her feel beautiful. Something about the woman who always seems to be here at the same time makes her feel beautiful, too.

Turns out she works at the DIA, and she helped put the exhibit together. Her name is Jane, and she has a master’s degree in Art History from State. Steph wonders how they could have possibly missed each other on campus until she realizes Jane is nine years younger than she is. She’s not sure if Jane seems older, or if she hasn’t grown up herself. At any rate, Steph doesn’t hesitate before asking if she can take her to TJ’s for lunch. She doesn’t hesitate before recommending the Carlotta Chocolatta Ice Cream Cheesecake, and she doesn’t hesitate before paying the entire bill. She doesn’t cringe when Jane sings “Lady Marmalade,” and she doesn’t cringe when Jane asks if she can kiss her in the car.

It’s been three months since that day. Steph and Jane wouldn’t exactly call themselves girlfriends, as Steph is a little worried about dating someone almost a full decade younger. Jane assures her it’s nothing. She’s twenty-six, holds a master’s degree, and has lived on her own since she was eighteen.

Depending on your definition of alone, she usually says, and Steph knows what she means.

Doesn’t stop them from spending as much time together as they can. Steph has never known another bisexual woman before. Lesbians, sure. Jill, Katie, probably more whose names she can’t rattle off so easily. But Jane is so easy to talk to. Steph never feels guilty when she has to talk about Sam, and she’s never put off when Jane mentions an ex-boyfriend. There’s something there – something Steph doesn’t think she’s ever felt with anyone else. It might not be that kind of passionate romantic love, but whatever it is, she enjoys it.

Jane, on the other hand, seems like she’s growing cold.

They lie in bed together on a Friday night, and Jane asks the dreaded question.

Where is this going?

Steph exhales, wishing she could sink into the pillows beneath her head and disappear.

“Jane,” she says slowly, sounding too much like the kind of person she hates, especially in bed, “we’ve talked about this. My ex died four months ago. It’s weird for me to think about dating someone else full time.”

“But we see each other almost everyday,” Jane says. “And you know the age difference doesn’t matter. I’m not a kid.”

“I know you’re not a kid. I’m not a kid, either. It’s just … with Sam …”

“Who dumped you in 1985.”

Steph’s heart stops. She pulls the comforter closer to her chin. Sometimes, she forgets how long ago 1985 actually was. She had just turned eighteen then. She’ll be thirty-six in the summer. How has she changed? How is she any different? She is still a pitiful little girl, waiting by the phone for Sam to ring, and he’s dead.

Jane does not deserve this. She’s a woman, and she deserves better. So, Steph tells her that. Jane just snorts.

“Say what you mean,” Jane says. “Say you don’t want to be with me.”

“Jane.”

“That’s not what I asked for.”

Steph wants to tell her so many things. About how she wants to be with her, about how she thinks she could love her, about how she’s the only thing that makes her laugh in this world where laughing feels unfair. Steph wants to tell Jane to stay.

But she doesn’t.

And when she wakes up and goes, she won’t come back.

She shouldn’t.

(part of @nosebleedclub january challenge -- day 11!)

#drabble #writeblr #ch: steph armstrong #ch: jane egan #year: 2003

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Hey y'all! It's weird question time again! I'm pretty sure this one is a long shot, but do you have any advice for getting bruises to heal faster besides icing them when they start? I am fairly anemic and on corticosteroids (for reasons unrelated to the anemia), and while the combo means the steroids take care of the inflammation around bruises pretty well it can also slow healing a bit, and I somehow managed to bruise the inside of my finger. It's not that big a bruise, just supremely inconveniently located I may or may not also have a black eye forming but that's because I messed up trying to put on my headset for work to answer a call and hit myself in the face with part of the headset. That bugs me less than the bruise on my hand though lol

#the person behind the yarn #tj asks weird questions #medical mention #injury mention #again: just barely an injury! but if you want to avoid injuries being mentioned I want to tag for it #my life right now is like corticosteroids vs anemia: who will win???#and so far the answer is mostly the steroids but that does seem to be changing #I do have another doctor's appointment coming up and am trying to get in to see a hematologist to get an iron infusion #it's just taking a while

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visualnovelzombie · 9 months

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Furry Visual Novel Book Club: Echo Week 18

Hi everyone, here is the SPOILER FREE discussion post for “Echo - TJ’s Saturday”

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The day opens with the group arriving at Lake Emma. Chase is having some serious self-reflective thoughts about Carl, about how suddenly, he’s upset with how Carl treats himself and acts, saying Carl causes everything himself. Carl and Jenna ride in the truckbed, Chase darkly thinking what might happen to them if there was an accident… Chase is also sure to sit between Julian and Tj on the way over. Chase’s thoughts are distorted and dark the whole time…

The group walk towards the boulder, Tj taking Chase’s paw on the way.

Chase feeds into the negative world view with his thoughts, knowing things will ‘never be the same.’ Julian continues to annoy Chase with is very presence… but the otter’s grip on Tj calms him down. Chase continues to neg Carl while they look for the last spot. Chase points out the sand he unearthed the night before, calling into question the ‘legitimacy’ of the final part he changed. The group find the lunchbox and begin to open it.

The group read the altered note

Chase changed the note to implicate Flynn had set up the scavenger hunt. In the fallout, he comforts Tj, pulling him into an… embrace. Julian asks what’s wrong, Chase putting more blame on Flynn, until he’s interrupted by Tj.

Jenna and Carl defend Flynn, saying while he’s a jerk this is too convoluted for him to try and pull. Chase turns, blaming Carl for working with the gila. Jenna tries weakly to defend Carl, but Chase continues. Carl starts to hyperventilate from the attack, Chase bemoaning the ram’s anxiety… with a little comment from our recurring entity.

Tj rushes past Chase and Jenna, physically attacking Carl with swipes of his claws. Carl dodges backwards into the rocks, tripping and breaking his ankle from his hoof being lodged at a weird angle. Chase holds Tj back as the lynx continues his swipes… going limp in Chase’s arms. Chase takes Tj away from the scene as Jenna and Julian call an ambulance.

The two walk back to the motel, Tj crying to himself along the way. Tj blames himself for Carl breaking his leg, but Chase assures him it’s only fair after what Carl ‘pulled’. The two talk about what happened as Chase drapes himself over the lynx.

The entity insinuates what’s happening to Tj… is happening to Chase…

Chase continues to blame Flynn and Carl, saying that Tj did nothing wrong despite how bad it got. The two arrive at the motel and rest. Jenna texts Chase, telling him that Carl is saying it was only an accident, and that she’s staying with some friends in Payton, suggesting Chase and Tj leave early. Chase is happy she’s leaving early. Tj want’s to see Carl, not wanting to leave things like they are.

Chase says he wants to spend the rest of the weekend with Tj, ignoring everyone and everything else. Tj brings up Chase’s project, the otter saying he doesn’t mind if he fails.

Chase reflects about his plan going so well, even if he didn’t want to go THAT far, but is happy with the result anyways. Chase still isn’t sure who planted the notes, and still assumes that it’s Flynn and Carl… Just then, Flynn arrives to the motel room, and the otter goes to intercept him while Tj stays inside the room. The two talk, Flynn upset the group were down to the lake. Chase thinks to himself, wanting to egg him on, push it further than it should…

Chase tries to get Flynn to admit to planting the notes, but Flynn doesn’t seem to know anything about it. Flynn tries to get to the door to talk to Tj more, but Chase grabs him, slamming him back towards the truck. Flynn tries it again, Chase grappling him. They start to fight, the gila sending a punch at Chase who tackles him to the ground. Chase ends up on top of him, the entity saying ‘weak’, Chase repeats it aloud to Flynn.

Flynn is afraid and hurt, lying there as Chase gets up. The gila gets in his truck and leaves, Chase returning to the motel. Tj said he got a text from Julian, and wants to talk to the deer before leaving. Chase begrudgingly agrees, while Tj is grateful for Chase being there for him.

Time passes, and Julian picks the two up, heading towards Payton. On the way the group decide what to do. Julian discuss going to the movies, and Chase suggests the family plex

Despite not going to Payton in this route, Chase knows it’s open, and insists on going. Chase continues to become more and more angry at completely innocuous things Julian does, annoyed the deer is even spending time with Tj and him, despite driving to the place with them. Chase wastes his money, trying to get the group to leave the arcade as Julian helps Tj play…

Chase says he has a headache, and the group return to the motel instead of watching a movie. Tj is tired on the way over, and Chase offers him his shoulder to rest on.

Chase falls asleep too, only waking when Julian pulls off the road to help Janice, whose gotten a flat tire. Julian helps her change the tire while Tj and Chase wait nearby. Janice brings up how Flynn had told her about Chase’s project, and offers to tell Chase ghost stories she has about the town. Chase is indignant, wanting to do a more fact-based story on the town. He relents after Tj’s encouragement.

Janice recalls a story her grandfather, Andy Adler, had told her about an event that happened in the 1940s. He was accosted with his wife in the forest by an entity jumping from tree to tree, chasing them with a mechanical voice… Janice then recalls Brian’s story about a UFO, Chase ignoring it completely. She goes on another story, from a podcast.

Chase asks Janice if anything has happened to her, and she goes quiet… Chase wants to get footage of the forest as Julian finishes up, and asks Tj to go along with him. As the two enter, Chase lightly teases him, the lynx blushing. Chase offers him his paw, and after a bit of coercing, Tj takes it. The two walk paw-in-paw through the forest together. Chase tells Tj about the fox he saw hanging, and how the things people see in town aren’t real. The lynx is scared but Chase reassures him, saying he’s there for him.

Tj asks Chase what’s been going on, saying he himself hasn’t been feeling well… In complete silence .

"It lasts a moment."

"Our lips meet, mine on his for the first time."

"It's a moment of pure bliss, and I close my eyes to show the lynx just how passionate I am about it."

"I feel his lips freeze up against mine, then suddenly they're gone."

"I open my eyes in time to see TJ stumbling backwards."

"One paw flies up to his mouth as the other stretches out behind himself, as if worried he's going to run into the trees."

"I guess I surprised him."

"I smile and follow the cat, reaching out my paws."

Tj is apprehensive and confused, Chase not understanding why. Tj backs away. Chase grips his arm, explaining to him the visual novel romance the two have been on for the past week. Chase continues on, unsure what’s going on…

Chase asks if Tj’s been leading him on the whole weak, and pulls himself closer. Tj strikes Chase and runs away. Chase waits in the forest for anything to happen… Time passes and the sun has set. Chase begins to pack the camera, and notices a shape near him. Something in the outline of a person, breathing. Chase follows it, the ‘painting’ like thing blending through objects. The entity attached to Chase tells him not to pursue it, that it’s distorted and false, ‘just like I was’. It tells him it’s evil, and Chase runs out of the forest in fear. The sound of static loops in the background as the new entity runs after Chase.

The static breaks as Chase breaks from the forest, now back on the road. The cars are gone and Chase walks back to the motel by himself. Chase arrives back at the room, hoping to see Tj… only for the room to be dark and vacant. He realizes he left the camera in the forest… but doesn’t care. Nothing matters to Chase because Tj’s left him too. Chase falls asleep crying on the bed.

Chase has a night terror, but chooses to open his eyes, no longer caring what befalls him. An ambient track plays called ‘Static Statues’, a foreboding and ominous loop. Chase hears footsteps at the foot of his bed. It’s a a fox. He hangs himself in the motel room closet, Chase unable to look away. Chase ‘wakes up’, sitting up in bed, able to move. The fox doesn’t disappear, Chase not in an actual night terror. The body fades as his eyes stare into Chase’s. Chase begins to freak out, but the entity on him tells the otter that it simply ‘was’.

A banging sounds clangs from the bathroom and Chase rushes to see what it is.

Chase opens the door, and despite hearing breathing, there’s nothing visible to the eye. Drag beings to play as the unknown entity tells Chase to close the door. Chase knows it’s not the usual one, that ‘he’s hiding’ and ‘afraid’ of the new thing talking to him.

Chase doesn’t close the door all the way, wanting to look at the entity through the mirror. He sees the same version of him from the diner, distorted and wrong. He stares at it for a long time before asking what’s happening.

The entity tells Chase that him returning with his secret almost ‘started it’, that the town might survive if everyone finds out, and that everyone is about to find out. Chase asks the thing if it’s Sydney. It responds by shaking violently.. Chase feels like the thing he’s talking to is ‘old, monolithic, and ancient.’ The thing, Mirror-Man as dubbed by the fan community, tells Chase that Flynn is going to tell everyone now after Chase attacked him. It tells Chase to keep his secret he needs to…

It says the whole Moore family is made up of liars. Chase is apprehensive, unsure if he can do it. He asks the entity who he is, saying that while it IS Sydney, it is MORE than Sydney… Chase asks it why it’s helping him, and the thing tells him the town needs secrets. Chase touches his face, feeling scars instead of his fur and freaks out, turning on the light and leaving the bathroom. It’s light outside, signaling he’s been in there for hours. Chase falls asleep…

Leo knocks on the door, waking him up after sometime. Leo apologies, saying he was feeling down after Chase didn’t talk to him, and ignored the otter. Leo asks Chase to come back just him during the summer… and Chase agrees. When Leo leaves, Chase remarks how hard it was to keep that conversation going the way it was, only playing into what Leo wanted to hear.

Chase goes back inside and sleeps, hearing whispers from the bathroom again as a dream sequence plays.

It’s the day at the lake Sydney died. Chase was bored hanging out with Leo and Jenna, and decided to swim back towards Tj and Sydney, wanting to surprise them. Chase finds Sydney sitting on top of Tj’s back, the lynx face down in the water. Sydney’s face is emotionless.

Chase swims through the water and tackles Sydney off of Tj. Chase thinks that Sydney is upset ONLY because of getting caught, and asks him why he did it. Chase punches Sydney and hits his throat. Chase tackles Sydney into the water, holding his head underneath. Chase lets him up after a few seconds, Sydney responding by saying he’s going to tell Leo that Chase tried to kill him. Chase snaps, thinking that Sydney was going to try and kill Tj, and now afraid he’ll be branded the murderer instead. Chase remarks that Sydney is weak now, especially in the water. Time passes with a set of ellipses, and Chase is back at the river with Leo… trembling alone below the waves.

Time passes again, a phone call from Julian wakes up Chase. Julian says something strange happened after Tj spent the night at Julian’s palace, due to what Chase did. He had bought Tj a ticket back to his college and while they were waiting for the bus, Flynn arrived and Tj went with him somewhere. Julian is afraid because Tj isn’t answering texts, and that he missed his bus. Julian doesn’t want to involve Chase, but doesn’t have anyone else's number to contact.

Chase hops in his car, Mirror-Man sitting in the back seat, visible through the rear-view mirror.

Chase drives to the lake, knowing exactly where Flynn and Tj are. Chase considers leaving, but knows his life will be over if he doesn’t stop what’s happening… like he’s a set of train tracks that can’t stop. That he’s been on this path since he decided he wanted to protect Tj.

He find Flynn and Tj near the shallows, Tj looking disheveled. It’s then Chase decides this is what he WANTS to do. Flynn and Chase argue, Chase bringing up the scavenger hunt at the behest of Mirror Man. Chase pulls ‘Flynn’s Note’ from his pocket, the one he forged himself… Instead showing him the real the note that was in the lunchbox.

Mirror-Man has left Chase, no longer driving his emotions or strength. The group stand there, aghast at the reveal. Flynn tackles Chase to the ground, the otter unable to fight back without his supernatural strength or confidence. Mirror-Man watches as Flynn hits Chase over and over again. The familiar entity says that they’re all puppets. Right before Chase passes out, Tj speaks up

Tj lies, saying he’s the one who killed Sydney. Saying he pushed him and that it was an accident. Mirror-Man is back now, telling Chase that Flynn is going to kill ‘Toby’. Chase crushes the back of Flynn’s skull with a rock. Flynn tries to tackle Chase, but he stays standing… and the otter brings the two of them to the water. Flynn scratches at Chase, but he doesn’t let go.

Chase pushes the two of them further into the depths of the lake.

The song, ‘Sunrise Without You’, begins to play. Flynn is desperate, pleading with is eyes and doing everything he can to get free. Chase holds him, closing his eyes and himself off to continue drowning Flynn. Flynn finally learns the truth, paying with is life in the process.

Chase surfaces and sees the distorted visage of Mirror-Man in his reflection on the water.

Chase comforts Tj, saying that Flynn won’t hurt him anymore. Tj sobs, asking Chase why he did it. The sounds of waves stops.

Chase says that they can lie, that they can say Flynn tried to kill them… that the presence that left when Flynn found out is back now. The original entity says that they’re manipulated… that we keep moving in circles. The two drive to the police station… Tj asking Chase to take him back to college, already ‘forgetting’

Chase hopes he can forgot too as the they drive off into the sunset…

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So that was Tj’s route. We learned that Chase WAS the one to kill Sydney, and in an attempt to keep his secret, killed Flynn in desperation, egged on by a new malicious entity. There’s a LOT going on, with Chase thinking he’s ‘earned’ Tj’s love (the meta commentary of the game being a VN coming around), the depths of Chase’s psychosis and fear as something that IMO, can be described as some sort of Eldritch Entity erodes his mind and actions. How Leo is more docile and less abrasive. How Chase breaks Tj again, the lynx resigning himself to stay with Chase...

I do want to cover one ‘plot’ setup that I think I finally understand after this re-read, and that is, what physically happened on this route, and it’s mechanics.

I think it is safe to say, that Tj has an entity attached to him, that’s very similar to the one attached to Chase. I think it’s even likely the entity is Sydney ‘himself’... or something in the guise of Sydney. The entity set up the Scavenger Hunt. They set up the notes and kept them secure or hidden, which is why they are all old and worn. However, taking Tj’s body in a way similar to how Chase is controlled at times, this entity piloted Tj to plant the scavenger hunt pieces upon returning to town. That’s why Tj knows WHERE they are, but not what’s in them.It’s why Tj acts so out of character this route, being consumed or overshadowed by it at times.

Based on the description we get from Janice, and how Mirror-Man is described, combined with the meta-type commentary, I also think it’s fair to speculate that the horror of the game is Cosmic In Nature (ie Cthulu/Edlritch genres.) Something old, ancient, and powerful sleeps underneath, that seems to influence the towns people, causing memory gaps, psychosis, and infecting people with entities that push and pull characters in different directions for some goal... because this town ‘needs’ secrets.

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Epilogue:

Five years have gone by as an unknown narrator showcases a scene between a bear named Devon, and a coyote named Cameron driving through Echo. The two arrive at the lake, Devon taking out a few camera bags. The two embrace in a kiss and walk paw-in-paw to the shoreline. Cameron asks why they’re at the lake, Devon responding that someone died in 2015. Cameron asks if it was during the hysteria, but Devon says that happened in 2017…

Devon gets some shots of the lake before heading back, Cameron turning around to head back as well, before seeing Flynn splayed out on the lake in the shallows, starring upwards… with chunks of his face missing.

The two look back and there’s nothing there. They head back to the car as credits play, images showcasing a background from Arches being shown the whole time.

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The epilogue teases Arches, a visual novel set in Echo during 2020. It’s complete now, and you can see all of Dev and Cam’s story here.

For the purpose of this discussion, I’ll talk about what we learn. Flynn did in fact die at the lake, and that the Hysteria we saw in Leo and Carl’s route, was delayed till 2017... all of it contained within Chase. His secret was learned by Flynn afterall...even though he has a new one with Tj now.

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So that was our third route. I’ll be taking next week off, but be on the lookout for a poll coming today, and it’s results next Sunday, that will determine our next route. Thanks everyone for coming along on this journey through Echo with me ~

#zombie book club #furry visual novel book club #echo vn #echovn #echo project #echoproject #echo visual novel #echovisualnovel

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theherocomplex · 8 months

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Book Friends!

There are a bunch of great e-books on sale this week on Amazon (potentially elsewhere, but I don't know for certain).

What Moves the Dead by T. Kingfisher: a retelling of The Fall of the House of Usher, which asks, among other questions, "are you afraid of rabbits" (the answer is "if you aren't, you will be soon!").

Bunny by Mona Awad: a lonely young woman struggling with writer's block and the weird clique of girls in her MFA program (who all call each other "Bunny") finds out just how weird that clique is. DELICIOUSLY weird and funny. Absolutely batshit.

The House in the Cerulean Sea by TJ Klune: a very cozy (and somewhat flat, it has to be said, but it's still very enjoyable) story about a govt worker tasked with observing a house full of very strange and powerful children. Sweet, simple, and comfortable.

All the Murmuring Bones by A.G. Slatter: Do you like mermaids? Messed-up families? Fairy tales? Curses? Wonderful prose? READ THIS BOOK. Even if you don't like these things, READ THIS BOOK. Slatter is an incredible author and she excels at creepiness and beauty (usually in the same sentence). Her other novel, The Path of Thorns, is also fantastic.

#books #bee recs a thing #bee reads a thing

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Gathering: Eat to extinction

Mina and I ended up meeting at the Steak house 15 minutes later despite several protests I had received. She seemed happy to see me. We sat down and as soon as the waitress handed us the menu neither of us could help ourselves. we ordered two large steaks, three appetizers, and two deserts and she got beer but I just got water. it made sense she was so hungry she had just spent 4 hours dancing but I was just. ...huh what was I doing? My brain was having a gap in memory.

"You're so cute when you're thinking," Mina said. I turned to her and smiled before saying thank you. She looked at me confused.

"Did you understand that?" Mina asked surprised

"Yeah, you said I was cute. Wait I know that look. What's wrong?" I questioned

"Dahyun, Chae, and I have been drilling it into you for months and now it all clicks?" she asked

"Huh, what," I said. it was then that I realized something. As I spoke with Mina she was speaking a lot clearer, and her accent seemed to change.

"Huh, that's weird. I guess all of your lessons have finally sunk in. I replied

Mina smiled and said, "Oh that's great."

"Oh before I forget. I got you something for our anniversary. well, two things." I space-sifted her gifts under the table before I pulled them out and handed them to her. It was a Lego set she had been eyeing and a mana vault for her Mirrym deck. I slid both to her. She gave me that bright gummy smile

"Oh thank you, but how did you know I was eyeing these?" Mina asked confused and surprised

"Well, I make it a point to know what my friends and loved ones want so when I do give gifts I can bring appropriate ones."

"Oh I love both so much and I will for sure put this mana vault in Mirrym," Mina says with her bright Gummy smile

As we were talking two familiar faces saw us and approached

Siyeon was surprised to see Mina and I at the restaurant. So much so it took her and Sakura out of their little anniversary date they had going on. The couple approached us just as the first appetizer came, and we had both taken our first bites.

“Tj-ah?” I heard and turned to face the girls as they sat with us instead of at their table. I swallowed what I had in my mouth just to make the hunger pains go away and then turned back to the girls.

“What’s up?” I said not realizing they didn't know I was dating Mina.

Siyeon points to Mina and me. "what's this?" she asks with a blank expression. Mina and I look at each other then our eyes widen. We had been caught we realized

"Uh...I..."I stammered because I didn't want to disclose too much without consulting Mina, but she bit the bullet

"We are on a date celebrating our one-month anniversary," she says confidently. She grasps my hand and I can feel her subtly shake. I caress her hand in reassurance as I silently smiled and nodded. The two girls who joined us looked at me shocked.

"Why didn't you tell us," Sakura asked surprised and a little louder than I would have liked

I squinted uncomfortable before my answer, "Well we kinda wanted to keep it a secret." I explain.

Siyeon looked at me with her sharp eyes and focused pout before speaking again, "Since when can you speak Korean so well?" Siyeon asked confused

"Well, I have been practicing with Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoun and Sana. They make it super easy to understand." I say with a smile as Mina reaches over and grabs my other hand. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that Sakura was doing something with her phone. I am assuming she's texting the rest of Le Sserafim but I couldn't be sure

Before I can follow up Siyeon begins to speak again dismissing my train of thought, "It's so clear but it has a weird accent. Wait is that what you sound like in English?" Siyeon asks eyes wide.

"I guess so," I answer, and before anything else could happen my stomach began rumbling again, and Mina and I started to eat again. In between bites, Siyeon asked me about hearing how I passed out earlier.

Mina turned to me shocked, and concern painted her face"Wait what happened?" Mina asked confused

"Your boyfriend passed out earlier today and when he woke up all he wanted to do was eat," Siyeon answers bluntly

Mina laughs then stares at me, "Is my dear Jio feeling okay? I remember we didn't get breakfast earlier and you are always on top of eating usually." Mina says having calmed down

"I don't remember passing out, but I do feel great at least now," I said.

Sakura nodded and said this as confirmation, "Yeah you look "stronger than when I last saw you have you been working out." Sakura asked I shrugged which made her laugh and say, "Still not as strong as me." she flexed her bicep to tease me. although I knew for a fact I could bench press her weight. I don't think she could do mine.

I laugh with her and respond "Well, thanks Kkura. I feel...Vibrant I think, but also hungry so hungry." I responded. talking to her reminded me about her phone stuff earlier and I was about to ask what she was doing on her phone when the question was answered for me right after.

"Tj-ah!" I heard Chaewon yell. She ran over to us along with the rest of the Le Sserafim girls.

"Tj-ah don't scare me like that. Connor told us you just dropped to the floor," Chaewon said before hitting me. I shrugged and let her get all her rage out. Eunchae smiled and joined us. She turned to Mina,

"Hi unnie. So how did you and TJ meet," she said with a wide smile. Mina smiled with bashful grace as she explained what happened all that time ago. Eunchae rolls her eyes when Mina brings up Magic the gathering but is more invested when she talks about the dates that we have gone on and how I have been there for her. whereas Yunjin in classic Yunjin fashion Looked at me then at Mina then back at me. Her eyes grew wide as it clicked what we were doing here.

"you two make such a cute couple." Yunjin said loudly, "I mean both of you have this quiet calm that works well together."

I look at her surprised, "I talk like a lot."

"Yeah, but you also don't," Jen says

"that makes no sense Jen" I reply

"Yes, it does. back me up Kkura.", Yunjin asks

"Yeah, Tj-ah. there have been days where you talk to us forever but then there are days we are lucky to get more than a (Sakura shrugs, and gives a thumbs up)" Sakura says which causes Yunjin to laugh hysterically

At this point, I turned to Mina who was laughing and I mouthed "I am sorry."

Mina smiles and then mouths, "It's okay."

"Capture time. Capture time." Eunchae says before taking her phone to take a photo of us, faster than I can ask for her not to post it she posts 4 and 5 pictures to Instagram. I groan, to which Eunchae teases "Oh is Oppa sad his picture didn't come out good?"

"No that's not the problem," I say.

The next day I am woken up to Astrid running in with a crazy grin.

"You absolute Stud," she says.

"I hesitate to ask but why do you say that Astrid?" I ask

Astrid smiles as we get up and follows me to the kitchen where I set up a bowl of cereal and two PP&J sandwiches. "You and Mina. I saw Eunchae's picture yesterday."

As I finish setting up I ask, "What are you implying?"

"that you upgraded and Upgraded hard, because while Yujin was cute like super cute Mina is gorgeous. Also, I am glad you finally got an older girl I know you kinda had a certain appreciation for them," Astrid said

"Astrid she is only slightly older than you...also please don't put down Yujin," I ask politely

"Wow, such a gentleman. I love it, but seriously what is she like? When I've talked to her she seemed so cold." Astrid teases

"Well to not kiss and tell she is chill, she is also super warm and loving. you just have to know what angle to crack." I answer vaguely

"Oh come on tell me more. (Astrid notices me eating) What's with you? Do you have a tapeworm or something? You are eating like back when you were playing football in college." Astrid asked in a tone that went from annoyed to teasing.

"No, these last few days I've just been super hungry all the time," I answer.

"I can see that. Also question why do Twice keep mentioning a person named Jio? I thought their leader's name was Jihyo?"

I laughed and responded, "It's them mispronouncing Theo."

"Oh, that makes so much sense. Also, your Korean has gotten so much better." Astrid noted

"Oh, thanks... you know everyone has been saying that." I respond

"I get it. because before it sounded like you were ten speaking Korean but now it sounds like how you sound in English. What finally clicked?" Astrid asked

"Well, Mina and Dahyun only speak in Korean to me so it was kind of a sink-or-swim scenario," I explained

"Well, it worked that's for certain," Astrid said with a smile. her smile grew mischievous again, "Hey can you like spend the night with Mina tonight?" Astrid asks meekly

I shrug at Astrid, and she then gives me a confused look, "Oh yeah sure," I answer

"Wait really?" Astrid asks hopeful

"Yeah, I know you want alone time with Emma so sure," I answer

"You are the best, but I am still not buying you that Porsche," Astrid said teasingly

"Hey, I'll get it eventually." I tease. "Also I might just get a hotel for the night.", I add.

Astrid looked at me confused, "Wait why I thought you were going to stay with Mina?"

"Well yeah tonight is date night but I don't want things to progress too far," I answer

Astrid laughs before replying, "Oh right I forgot you and Dexter are good Christian boys."

"Uh Dexter is not Christain nor is he as good as you think" I respond

"Wait him and Eunbi?" Astrid asks

"Yeah turns out Dexter loves his mommy, and that is all I am going to say about that," I respond and Astrid begins rolling around the floor laughing. She stays like that until Emma walks in and looks at me surprised.

"I told her about Dexter and Eunbi," I explain

Emma begins to laugh and join her lover on the floor. the two begin kissing of course. I finish my chocolate milk which doesn't go unnoticed. "You got enough to eat there?" Emma teases.

"yeah I could still eat but this should be enough to get me through the morning?" I say.

"Sheesh. you've been ravenous these last few days. you should get that checked out. You might have a tapeworm" Emma said

"See I told you that?" Astrid said sitting up.

"Okay, I will go after we talk to Andariel the sponsor," I say to Astrid. Astrid smiles. I clean up my meal and get ready to head out with Astrid and Emma who were making out on the couch at this point.

"ugh get a room you two." I tease which causes them to break the kiss.

We all get in Emma's nice car (Yes it's a Porsche... a Panamera to be specific, although not in the color I want) and drive to the office. everyone was already waiting for us with the mysterious Andariel.

We walk in and I remember everything as soon as I see Andariel's face.

"You!" I hiss as I summon recollection and I throw it at her. My aura amplifies the attack as the weapon hurls towards her She is only saved by Emma, Dexter, and Connor creating a defensive field that gives her just enough time to dodge, but not fast enough to stop me from grabbing my weapon from the wall that impaled it. I get to attack her again and am stopped by Dexter, Yujin (her vampire powers blazing forth), Connor, and Emma. "Guys get out of the way. She's not who she says she is?"

"Long time no see TJ." the lady says, and I see the worried looks of everyone around me.

"TJ how does she know you?" Astrid asks, but I don't hear her. My mind is driven mad by the hunger to finish her off once and for all.

"You don't get to call me that. not anymore." I say to her my voice is cold

"Oh, would I call you by that name?" The lady asked with a knowing smile

"How dare you come back." I hiss

"Well you were always my favorite so I figured I get to see you, but you're so different from that sad and lonely little boy you once were. Now you are what was it you said you wanted to be, "Top of the Food" " The lady said with a wicked smile

"Friends, and Emma I am begging you to get out of my way," I ask calmly trying to calm my aura.

"What's going on? What's wrong Jio?" I hear Mina ask in my mind. her voice is a calming presence in the storm, in my mind.

"Everyone this is Andy. the lady who made me the monster you all know and love (I turn to Emma) or hate," I say.

"I'd say the best one at that. Look at all the power they have to use to stop you, and you are barely even phased. I was legitimately worried you finally had me for a second." Andy teased. Emma grew annoyed and worried

"TJ stand down. she is not here to hurt you," she said but I didn't care. Revenge was so close I could almost taste it. My mouth began to salivate at the thought of getting back at the woman who broke my mind.

"Why did you come back?" I ask Andariel one more time

"To see you, Establish order, of course, You humans so clearly need someone to guide you so I came back," Andariel says one more time.

I blink twice and realize just how true the Wendigo's words were. I dismissed my weapon, to the relief of everyone, and walked out of the office. When the pain becomes too much to bear I space-sift to the La Brea Tar pits and just take photos. The room is silent for a moment before Andariel begins laughing manically

"Haha haha." Andariel says after I leave. "you all should have let him kill me." She adds.

"Why is that?" Emma asked worried.

Tshomba Sobek Moore Jr. aka Project Freedom is my greatest success and greatest failure." Andariel says malevolently. "I showed him infinity I pushed him to insanity and he came back, untethered. He has grown so much. I showed him how weak humans were and he agreed something needed to be done, but we could never come eye to eye when it came to what to do with the power I granted him. He wanted to be free of his burdens hence my name for him freedom. it's why he stayed with me. He saw me as his vehicle to achieve it, and he made do which is more than I can say for the others brought into my care. His parents brought me him, but he chose to be better than they expected. From what I see I am also pretty sure all of you have benefited from his idiosyncrasies." Andariel began

"So why does he want to kill you?" Astrid asked

"Because I am an evil tyrant. Most of you humans crave to be under the boot of someone more powerful than you, which is why you all cling to Mass murders and psychopaths. I am just filling the vacuum," Andariel said with a malicious grin. "Freedom was different though. he wanted the freedom to be himself, and would never bow. He was also so compassionate and wanted better for you and all his would be friends. Sadly, and expectedly you all never listened to him and that's going to cost you all. now let's get down to business, while he cries and laments The hero he could have been if not for the monster I made him." Andariel added.

The meeting after that was brisk, to say the least. she made her demands of everyone and how conduct would be operated and for most of the people, it was all stuff they were used to except Emma, Connor, Dexter, and Astrid who began to piece together some rather problematic things from them Amazonian woman. After the meeting, Emma sequestered herself with the mentioned 3 and began trying to figure out what to do.

"Okay, that lady is wicked," Dexter says. Connor and Astrid nod

"I can't believe I am going to say this but we need to deal with her, and we are going to need TJ," Emma says. She was terrified, as everyone in BRIPE knew about The Pale Witch and very few lived to tell the tale.

"But why didn't he tell us about her?" Astrid questioned worried.

Astrid looked to her friends confused, "Have any of you met her before today?"

"I had, but TJ didn't mention anything about her before that otherwise I wouldn't have accepted her generous offer." Astrid laments

"Honey I love you but if the offer was enough you would have accepted regardless of TJ's wishes." Emma chastizes her girlfriend

"I...I don't think I would have." Astrid Stammers

"It's fine don't worry about it besides she used to go by a different name." Emma figures

"Well that's a relief but why does TJ hate her so much?" Astrid asks

"Oh, I can answer that," Andariel said as she approached the group silently.

Andariel approached them and pointed to Emma "Emma right?" she asked Emma nodded, "Great well you are correct TJ knows me as Tasha but most usually call me "The Pale Witch Queen", and why TJ hates me is simple. I fattened him up to be killed, by one of my many pets. As typically that's all psionics are good for, but he was the first in a very long time to surprise me. so I fostered his mind, I grew his powers, indulged his appetites until he burst, and what came out of the shell of a child is the monstrous man you know today. You know he could have killed all of you if he wanted, so for him not to do that means he cares about you all more than he cares about his appetite. You should be proud because I made sure he didn't let anything get in the way of his hunger. I will say this his power is different though when I first met him, and it suits him." Andariel said maliciously

"What are you talking about?" Dexter asked

"That aura I mean come on it was massive and the manifestation of the monster whose antlers change shape into other animals and concepts. incredible. Although his appetite for mercy was always one of his weaknesses, I guess it served him well. what was that thing he would say...Oh right why prey upon the weak when the strong are usually better fed? Man, he something, and I mean he still is." Andariel said glowing.

"why would you do that to him?" Dexter asked disgusted and terrified.

"Because you humans are animals. always fighting and destroying each other over petty dreams and desires. It is my right as a higher being to do what I want with you all? I mean I forged Excalibur for crying out loud, and all you've thought to do with it is subjugate others and win wars. instead using the more interesting properties it has, for example, visiting other planes of existence, gaining knowledge from other cultures, seeing the knowledge of others in their hearts, and changing/bending wills. I made it to be the weapon to end wars and all you have done with it is wage bigger ones. It's pathetic, but there are... what's that phrase you all say...Oh, right Diamonds in the rough, and he is worth more than that. I made him capable of slaying titans by himself I had guided him to the underworld and he came back with the wisdom of the dead. he was taught the art of combat by the shade and gained power over power itself. I had him wander in the drought to starve and he feasted more than ever. he is my crowning achievement. My masterpiece, and so now I am going see what new heights he can go to." Andariel said

Connor shifted uncomfortable hearing all of this and said, "And what if we are to stop you?" Connor said as a wave of protectiveness overcame him.

Andariel chuckled and said, "Please you can barely stop him in the children's card game you all play. you have no chance of stopping me, but you're welcome to try."

While this conversation was happening Mina and and Yujin were hearing this and making some very serious conclusions.

I got a call as I was eating a burrito from a nearby spot as I sat and took pictures throughout the Tar Pits. It was from my lovely girlfriend.

"yeah, Mina? Sure I can be there in a bit."

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*Distant screaming*

S!!! I HAD ANOTHER IDEA.

Okay we all know the sweet (very sad) baby bunny that is TJ Hammond. We know how his love life hasn’t been too fantastic. But!!!! What if he finds a new guy that makes him happy? A sweet guy from the Boston suburbs with a nice job and an even nicer body. Maybe he meets Mr. Barber at a bar or maybe a group therapy session or also maybe he gets into some legal trouble. And suddenly he finds himself going home with this guy who makes him want to do things that his mother’s PR team would not approve of. Maybe it’s the first time he’s been really treated with love, where it’s clear that he’s adored just as much as he adores Andy. He’s head over heels, and so when things go to shit he finds himself on Andy’s doorstep.

“TJ? Sweetheart, are you alright?” Andy asks, worry in his voice.

TJ can’t even talk, he just lets the tears fall and shakes his head. He’s quickly ushered in and hugged tightly, where he promptly breaks down. Sobbing into Andy’s shoulder, hanging onto him like a lifeline. Andy just keeps holding him, kissing the top of his head and whispering sweet words.

“Oh, darling… It’s okay, baby, you’re okay. I’m here, you’re safe. Won’t let anything bad happen to my angel.” He whispers, and TJ just melts further.

TJ can’t imagine being more loved. Slowly, he dries his eyes and looks up at the older man. He smiles for what feels like the first time in a week, and is met with a kiss to his forehead.

“I love you, TJ. Always.” Andy says, and the kiss that TJ gives him is nothing short of perfect.

you can also imagine TJ with Pete Brenner, and how much of a smutty trainwreck that would be. TJ would definitely call Pete daddy, and Pete would totally call TJ his bunny. They’d end up worse than they started, but I can’t stop thinking about how TJ would totally end up drunk/high out of his mind and pissed at Pete, storming into his office and exposing him to everyone.

“You just fucking wanted power, didn’t you, Daddy?!”

“TJ, this isn’t the time…”

“Fuck you!”

I know it’s a bit of a weird pairing, but it’s stuck in my head and now I’m gonna stick it in yours >:)

Hello again!

Oh. My. God.

I love this. I love both of these. A pairing for every fucking mood.

A comforting, loving (maybe even overprotective, nearly smothering sometimes, I'm looking at you, Andy 👀) pair.

And a train-wreck pair.

Andy would give TJ the best, best hugs when he's upset and in need of comfort--the kind of hugs that engulf TJ in warmth and come with an endless supply of soothing back rubs, that man is so empathetic he's basically just a big teddy bear. Plus, with Andy's (relatively) normal life (assuming this outside of or before the Defending Jacob timeline, lol), he's the breath of fresh air TJ needs. I bet they meet when TJ gets a DUI, maybe he injures himself or someone else in the car with him, nothing huge, just a mild crash that was his fault, and he needs a lawyer for. Andy is there. Andy is kind. Andy can see he didn't do it on purpose--he's just hurting, and he needs someone. It's frightening how badly Andy wants, no, needs to be that someone for this sweet kid.

Absolutely Pete would do TJ dirty, assisting him in his downward spiral, able to get him both money and drugs fast. Rapidly, TJ discovers more drugs and more vices to make him feel better, if only for a little while, all at Pete's insistence. Anything he wants, Pete can get him, no questions asked. Plus, they move fast as a couple, too; they meet during a night out, not knowing each others names before they're pushing and shoving their way into the sleazy club's bathroom with TJ on his knees in some filthy stall, then, that same night, TJ dismisses any lose security detail he had to go back to the apartment of this stranger, buzzed and high. His phone is dead. He doesn't care. And it's obvious that Pete doesn't either. It's reckless. It's intense. And it overpowers them both, unraveling completely.

Thank you for the thoughts!!

#asks #alamiono #anon provided writing #stucky #evanstan #au #tj hammond #andy barber #tj x andy #pete brenner #tj x pete #sillysickly

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