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ser-rctslcyer · 2 years

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And To Be Loved || Rydal Keener

Pairing: Rydal Keener x Gender-neutral! Reader

Word Count: 3.0k+

Synopsis: You want nothing more than to invite your best friend on vacation with you but it seems he needs a little encouragement– and maybe something more.

Warnings: Fluff, Romance, Banter, Love Confessions

A/N: some fluff for my dear @mccnknightstcrdst @einno-arko because we deserve nice things!

Translations: ανόητος - silly | Γαμημένη κόλαση - fucking hell | Αγάπη - Love |Σε αγαπώ - I love you

A cool breeze blows by, softening the hot gaze of the sun. The shade from the tree keeps the two of you cool enough as you sit on the bench. The two of you are finally off for the day, tours finished early as tourists had other places to be– mostly the bar. Rydal’s eyes are glued to the page, his pen scratching the paper as the words flow out of him like a running stream. You don’t want to be nosy, but you steal sparing glances, catching only parts of phrases and trying not to piece together what it all meant; admiring how beautifully neat his handwriting is. He had read some of his poems to you and you had treasured every single one. His talent, his passion for his art; he poured his soul into and you appreciated it. There are sometimes you wished you could have the tiniest bit of his talents just to tell him how you felt– but for now, baby steps.

Starting with a simple question.

You nudge him lightly, not enough to make his pen jump across the paper but enough to drag a bit of his focus out of writing. Or so you thought, yet he stayed quiet; head still down and eyes fixed as he filled the page. You did it again– pressing your elbow a little longer to his arms. Out of the corner of your eye, you catch his pen finally coming to a halt.

“I hope you know you are disturbing the process,” he chuckles; reading over his sentence, quietly mouthing the words.

“I sure hope I am.” you hum, delighted; kicking your feet back and forth. He shakes his head, sliding his pen into his shirt pocket, closing his notebook, and holding it against his stomach. He turns to you, giving you his signature sly smile— the one he uses on you the most when he’s about to be a little shit.

“Do you need something, ανόητος?” you glare at him, yet his smile still remains. He only calls you that when you’re being a “slight annoyance” (his words), and whilst he meant it affectionately, he teased you too often with it. You shoved him playfully again, shaking your head before you spoke again.

“Well, we’re not going to be receiving as many tourists soon, which perfectly arrives around that time for a vacation.”

“Oh, so you’re going back home?”

“What? No, no, no,” you quickly got up off the bench, moving to stand in front of him, “I was going to ask if you wanted to go on vacation with me!” you opened your arms out, basically inviting him to say yes.

“A vacation where?” his head cocked, slightly to the side, a small wave of anguish running through you; he was always so technical.

“I don’t know, yet but depending on your answer I’m sure we can figure it out.”

“Are you sure?” he inquires, a look of pure concern bleeding through his eyes; different from the looks he gives when your about to do something stupid.

“Yeah, why?”

“Because you’ve been away from your family quite a while; won’t they miss you if you don’t take the chance to see them?” he pries, an unusual sadness in his tone.

“Probably, but they’d be more disappointed if I missed the bigger holidays and some birthdays.” you shrug, trying to not sound desperate. Your family could wait truthfully, so long as you gave them a call at some point.

All you wanted was to take him on this trip– just you and him

“I guess that’s fair– what are they celebrating in the states right now anyway?”

“It’s October,” you answered, and Rydal still had the puzzled look on his face; the gears in his head still turning, “Halloween, remember?”

“Ah, I forgot.”

“Been in Greece too long, my dear rhapsodist; you’re forgetting your roots,” his smile twitches; exhaling harshly like he’d just been hit in the gut. He knows it’s unintentional, he knows that you’re unaware– but the looming thought of family shreds through him like an eagle catching its prey.

“And here I thought you didn’t know words that big.” he jests, shifting in his seat as he tried to peel away the awful feeling.

“Ouch, low blow man,” you stepped back clutching your heart, “not all of us can be master lyricists.”

“I don’t make songs,” he snorted, running his fingers through his hair.

“Oh but you do! Songs of pure devotion and sonnets of passion,” you serenade, raising your hand up in an elegant motion.

“Now who’s being rude now?”

“It’s not rude, it’s true! Tourist fawn over your flowery sultry syllables about Oedipus and his dear ol’ hot mom.”

“Γαμημένη κόλαση,” he drags his palms down his face, trying to repress the grin that starts to cling to his lips, “please never say that again.”

“But it’s true– the women practically were wanting to be your hot mom,” you tack on, a loud groan leaves his lips.

“Shut up.”

“I was explaining my point.”

“Back to your suggestion, where could we even go?”

“We could do Itay, Spain,” you pause for a moment, “perhaps France and visit The City of Love,” you shimmy suggestively which brings out a chuckle from him.

“Yeah, but how would we pay for that? We don’t make that much to be staying anywhere for too long.”

“Well, my dear, depending on where we choose, we can just take buses; but also I do have a good bit of reserve cash left, so all I have to do is exchange it and the fun is ours.” you bow dramatically, but there was no laugh that followed.

“I wouldn’t want you to spend everything just to invite me on your trip,” he admits solemnly; his words, yet sincere, shred your heart. You stand upright, brows furrowed as your eyes meet his again; the playfulness already long forgotten.

“You make it sound like your bad company to have around?” you questioned, watching the subtle emotions flutter through his eyes and lips.

“I just don’t think it’s worth wasting money on me,” he answered softly, eyes falling down to his feet. A sickly cool breeze blew by, while your heart ached as you stared at him. He was always pretty candid about not accepting much from you; even gifts you had to convince him, he was allowed to take it.

“Wasting mon– alright, that’s it, mister.” you stomp your foot, stepping up to Rydal and extending your hand out.

“What?”

“We’re going on a walk and you're going to be mostly silent as I explain something very important to you.”

“Okay.” his hand clasps yours and with a little tug, he pushes himself up off the bench.

“Where exactly are we walking to?”

“I told you, you’re listening right now.” you wiggle your other finger in front of him, before starting off away from the benches.

The sun was thankfully going down and so Greece was finally settling. He tried to keep his eyes on the things around you and yet they kept dipping back down to your hand holding his. You’ve held his hands' plenty of times over the last year and yet this one, this one makes his heart sing. His mind drifts to how perfect your palm fit against his, how the warmth between them feels almost like a soothing hug– how you clasp his hand tight enough, it feels like a promise.

He feels like a little kid again, freaking out over his crush showing him any bit of attention.

You walk toward the edge of the town, ending up on a beaten dirt road right before the coast. The water glimmers in bright yellows, deep oranges, and muddled reds as the sun takes its seat above the sea. He walks beside you, his hand tugged closer to your thigh as he stares ahead, lost in his own panicked thoughts.

“You know,” you begin softly, nudging him lightly with your shoulder, “for as much as I tease you, you’re not just my hot coworker, right?”

“Thanks?” he assumes, his confusion evident in just his tone alone. Your giggle calms him for a moment, as you come to a halt and he follows.

“Relax hon, I promise this isn’t anything truly serious,” he mourns the loss of your hand as you squeeze his shoulder. He nods his head curtly, trying to keep your gaze, the one he’s familiar with.

“I just want you to know, you mean a lot, okay? You were my first friend when I got here and I could never be more grateful for that,” his chest flutters, heart shaking as he digests your words. This was the first time, in a long dreadful time, someone had ever said something truly sincere to him– and he believed it.

“So when I want to indulge a little, especially on you; it’s not a bother! I am more than happy to spend extra so we can go fuck around The Colosseum,” your addition brings a laugh out of him, his first full one all day. He knows you’re still inviting him, he knows you’re being more than genuine when you say you’d spend extra for him, he knows it comes from an honest place of care– and it’s overwhelming.

“Well, one thing I know for sure is you’d be a terrifying gladiator.” he chimes in on your joke, earning a light ‘tsk’ from you.

“I’m choosing to take that as a compliment.”

“You should, your strength would be celebrated and favored amongst the people and especially the emperors,” he hummed, enjoying the grin that graced your lips.

“Oh, they would love my crazy.”

“Unless it was Commodus– then he might’ve jumped in and beat you to death,” another laugh leaves him as you put on your most exaggerated shocked face.

“Well shit, it’s a lose-lose either way then? He kills me or I kill him and get killed for treason.”

“A tough life, fit for only the best of the best.”

“Glad, you think I’m so cool then,” you bump your head against your shoulder, letting it rest there as the two of you watched and listened to the soft crashes of the waves. Your hand finds its way back to his, interlocking your pinkies and he wishes this moment could last forever– but at last, dreams are only meant for the sleeping.

“Thank you though, I just didn’t want to be a burden on you,” he answers, tilting his head down to look at you; greeted by the sight of your beautiful eyes.

“Hon, you could never be. You’re my friend, and if anything I am more than happy to do things for you– to help you. Truly, meeting you and getting to know you have been one of the best experiences of my life; I’m so happy I met you, Rydal.” you confessed and he tenses. Never in his life did he think such words would be directed at him. A life alone is what he believe he deserved, that loneliness he let burn into his heart– and now it all fell apart.

“Why are you crying, hon?” your voice is soft as you turn towards him, chest to chest; your hands gently caressing your face.

“Because you’re too nice to me,” he sniffled, a small whine leaving him as you brushed the tears away with your thumbs. He clutches his notebook tighter, his other hand pressed against his pant leg; fingers digging into the fabric. Feeling nothing more like that little kid who failed again; it’s embarrassing to him.

“As if you don’t deserve it, you’ve been nothing but kind to me since too; let me give it back for a change.” you squeeze his face gently; a small smile tugging on his lips.

“Okay,” he nods; you pull him into you, squeezing him into a reassuring hug. He lets himself finally relax, all of his wound-up emotions leaving him in one breath. He closes his eyes, taking in the salty air as he tucks his face into your neck.

“Better?”

“Better.” he answers and you smile, taking his hand again before you turn to start off down the path again.

“Actually, there’s something I want to tell you,” he stops again, your hands jerking a small bit as you came to a halt, “or well I think I need to,” his voice grows quiet and you stand in front of him again; still holding his hand.

“Yeah?”

“It might ruin things,” he warns, so unsure of what outcome he might get but he swallows down his fears.

“I doubt.”

“Αγάπη, it isn’t some joke,” he stresses, thumb brushing over your knuckles.

“And I’m not joking,” you squeeze his hand, “I doubt it’ll ruin anything.”

“Are you sure?” the uncertainty is there again and you remain firm.

“I promise,” and with those two words, he proceeds. He lets go of your hand and opens up his notebook, flipping through a chunk of full pages till he found the one he was looking for. He scanned over the words before looking back at you, taking in a deep breath.

“This might not be as eloquent as I usually am, but for some reason, the words tend to evade me when it’s you.” he glances back at the page, lips quivering the longer he stared at the dark scribbles. So much thought, so many emotions, here across these pages he spent hours obsessing over; trying to get right and yet it doesn’t feel enough– it doesn’t feel like him. His eyes close as he shuts his notebook again and when he looks back at you, he lets the feeling he’s let stew for the last two years, flow-through, “Σε αγαπώ.”

“Σε αγαπώ and there are not enough words, in any language, for me to properly tell you the feeling that burns beneath my heart for you. I know for a poet, that sounds awfully pathetic but everything just seems to blur, and my emotions– wound so deep, everything breaths in just one rhythm– you. I know this is sudden, I know it's awkward, I know you might not feel the same but I need you to know–” he catches his breath, feeling the tears prick his eyes again but he ignores them for the ones shining in your own.

“I need you to know, I love you.” he admits, the weight that had been holding down his chest evaporated as your lips, find their resting place– right against his own. The kiss is sweeter than any chocolate he’s ever tasted and softer than any of the round puffy white clouds in the sky. One of your hands find his jaw, as the other rests over his chest; etching small circles into his heart. His notebook rest against your lower back while he holds the back of your neck. This moment already starts sinking into memory, the gentle sound of an ocean full of you.

“I love you too,” you rasps softly, pecking his lips again, “I love you and if I was half as good with words as you, I’d tell you a million times over in just one simple sentence.”

“Now who’s being a lyricist.” he grins, kissing the corners of your lips.

“I’d write thousands and thousands of songs if it meant kissing you like that again.” you hum cheerfully, brushing your nose against his as you nip his bottom lip.

“Perhaps you should get on it.” he huskily whispers, only to be met with a small surprised chuckle. He raised his eyebrow at you curiously, struggling to contain yourself when it all finally made sense.

“I’m sorry, I–” you try to excuse but it’s too late, and you laugh hysterically into his chest. He tries to keep his own composure but the joy is contagious and he ends up laughing just as hard. It’s dark now and nothing but your amusement echoes.

“It was such a nice moment.” he sighs, trying to catch his breath after a moment.

“You have to watch your words, my little poet,” the pet name makes his heart soar and his legs feel wobbly, “I have no self-control.” you chuckle one last time before sealing your lips over his. The kiss is almost about the same, passionate and hungry but neither of you drive to speed through the moment.

“I’m very thankful for that.” he pants, pressing his forehead against yours as the two of you sway gently.

“I saw you look at your notebook– did you write that down all for this moment?”

“I was going for a flowery romantic confession, truthfully. I tried to write it out, but most of the words never came, so I improvised some lines,” he smiled, looking at you with nothing but love in his eyes.

“I’m glad you did, sweetheart,” you congratulate with another sweet kiss, “you’ve done the one thing that makes poets, great.”

“And what’s that?”

“Spoke from your heart,” you muse, the compliment brings forth another rise out of him; he kisses you again.

“So, when can I take you out on a date?” he murmurs against your lips.

“If you do one thing for me.”

“Which is?” you hook a finger under his chin, making sure he keeps his eyes on you.

“Pick a place and go on vacation with me.” you smile and he licks over his lips.

“Italy.”

“Are you still trying to get me to be your gladiator?” you tease, earning another bright beatuiful laugh out of him– something only you can do.

“You already are; the warrior of my heavy heart,” he confesses and you awe quietly.

“Ah, my little poet strikes again.”

“My place?” he inquires, as the two of you look up at the dark sky, littered with little white specs of starlight.

“Yes, there’s still a bunch I must do to mollify my emperor’s, heavy heart.”

“I look forward to it.”

“Then c’mon! There’s no time to waste!” your hand instantly finds his, and you take off. Rydal struggles to keep pace but once he does the two of you are giggling down the road and onto the next chapter of your lives; together at last.

#rct fic #rydal keener x reader #rydal keener x genderneutral! reafer #rydal keener x gn! reader

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fairyeunji · 2 months

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Another list of groups/soloists who need a comeback immediately (as of Feb 2024):

Alice/Elris - Not only have we not had a comeback since APRIL of 2023, but Do-A and Yeonje are still on hiatus with basically no updates????? Ngl, I'm getting a teeny tiny bit worried about them

AOA - .....wishful thinking. never gonna happen. just leave me to cry

Apink - Not too worried about this tbh, even their last comeback was April of 2023, it's natural for a group that's lasted so long to focus more on individual releases and solo work. I don't think they're going anywhere anytime soon, and I'm happy with a yearly album. Still, I do think it's time for the comeback lol

Apink CHOBOM - Again, wishful thinking. One of the best sub-units of all times, I NEED another Copycat

ARTMS - They are preparing for their debut, but I just need it to happen quicker

Billlie - Hear me out, this one is specific - OT7 comeback or nothing. Sua and Suhyeon come back, the kids miss you....

Blackswan - Karma and Cat & Mouse were 10/10, DR is literal dogshit but cmon, Blackswan go viral on twitter every five minutes

BB Girls/Brave Girls - I feel like they re-debuted/re-launched and disappeared???

bugAboo - never taking them off this list, idc if they're all doing separate things and have re-debuted, i am putting my hands over my ears and closing my eyes so that i can live in delusional peace

Cherry Bullet - Going off their once a year comeback strategy, this should actually be happening sometime soon. Cherry Dash was March 2023, so who knows?

Choi Yoojung - if Weki Meki aren't allowed to have a comeback, give Yoojung something, I'm begging

Chung Ha - this is long overdue, I need her to release bare & rare pt. 2 immediately

CLASS:y - I know they released a barely-promoted winter single a while back, but their last proper comeback was October 2022. That's so fucking long ago.

CLC - CLC reunion??? who said that??? pls i'm begging

CSR - Not too optimistic, most of the members have been shipped off to a survival show. Sucks cause CSR had a really strong start, but their promotion went really quickly downhill after Shining Bright

DreamNote - I'm just tired..... please.... I'll take a digital single atp

EL7Z-UP - Hasn't been that long since they debuted, but I still would love a comeback lol

Everglow - my ult of all ults do something. Me and every other forever on twitter are rocking in the corner and predicting april for the next comeback

Fifty Fifty (the ACTUAL group, not the brand) - 3jeong return pls. not to attrakt, just to releasing music. keena pls leave that company, i'm literally begging.

Fromis_9 - Unlock My World was June, Hybe it's been a while. We all know you hate Fromis, but do your job. Give the people what they want

Geenius - They debuted last month lol, but I just can't wait for their first comeback. I loved Voyage so much, so I'm definitely tuning in for any comebacks whenever they may happen

Gfriend - I will beg.

Girls Generation - again, delusion. 20th anniversary???? please???

Girls Generation Oh!GG - why did they evaporate into thin air, sm.

GOT the Beat - bring them backkkkkk

IOI - there's always more room for delusions guys. they're totally gonna have a comeback guys. it'll happen i promise, i saw it in a dream

Iz*One - same here. a talking cat told me they would have a comeback.

Jeon Soyeon - she's overworked as hell, so i do not want this, but i also really really really would love another solo album

K/DA - Riot stop picking random groups to release theme songs, bring back the mothers themselves

KARD - i just think it'd be neat

Kep1er - the fact that we only have 6 months left is sickening. genuinely. i need a full album

Kiss of Life - whenever they get around to it tbh, not too worried.

Kwon Eunbi - please please please go back to glitch and door

Lee Chaeyeon - I just love her songs, they're so fun. Let's Dance was September, so sometime soon???

Lee Hi - I am on my hands and knees please give us an album

Loona - delusions.... i think you mean truth

Loossemble - need this soon or else

Mamamoo - mothers come home

NewJeans - I was so surprised when I actually realised it's been a hot minute since Get Up came out... like 7 months is weirdly long

Pixy - an actual comeback pleak

Purple Kiss - can we go back to horror now, 7heaven was cute but not what we all love

Rocket Punch - yeonhee get back in that building and remember your roots

Weki Meki - not even gonna say anything...

Wendy - one of 3 people who can release a full ballad album that I will enjoy

WJSN - this is a need

Yuju - up there with wendy

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theyhaveacavetroll · 11 months

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tagged by @iamdexter123. Thanks!

Rules: A challenge to give your Top 10 favourite characters, based on their ESSENCE. They have to be favourite characters that also have a deeper literary value, where you enjoy their specific role in the story, and this means that the list also should exclude characters that would normally count as favourites if for purely nostalgic reasons. They can be from film, tv, or written media, anything

Oh gods. Um. This is going to be Hard isn't it.

James Flint, Black Sails

I have loved and will continue to love James "Flint" McGraw both for his place in the story and just in general. His was the story that took me by the shoulders, shook me briskly and whispered "it doesn't have to be like this, the world doesn't have to be this cruel but it is and aren't you tired of it? Aren't you tired of pretending that the status quo is ok? Aren't you ready to make it change?" And he was the main voice for that sentiment that shook me down to my bones.

Farah Dowling, Fate Winx Saga

Farah is a character who has done horrible things. She's been the unthinking protegé of a monster and still came back from the edge. She's someone who took all the pain she experienced and has decided to be kind, even if she struggles with that sometimes, and I love her for it. And she's not motherly, she's more of a wine aunt, but she still cares so deeply about people and that's refreshing too. And of course I love it when I get a female character who is allowed to be complex and also in charge.

Saul Silva, Fate Winx Saga

I love Saul for being arguably the most responsible adult in the room at all times and also so deeply, deeply defined by tragedy that I don't think he knows who to be without the guilt he's carrying around with him (I'd love to find out, though). He's got a life that's been deeply shitty in so many ways but he keeps trying to do the right thing, and then there's the way that despite everyone else around him caving and doing things that are questionable or just outright wrong, he's the one with the moral center and the conviction to say "no, I'm not doing this and I wish you wouldn't either" even in the face of danger. Oh - and he's a damsel in distress, which I don't get to see in male characters much.

Daud, Dishonored

*looks at Daud* *looks at Saul* uhhhh, I appear to have a thing about guilt-ridden men who also adopt every kid in sight and who end up getting forgiven by the people they hurt. I just think they're neat, ok?

Charles Vane, Black Sails

Look. This character has - oh, so many flaws. He's a piece of shit in so many ways, but he's also got some of the rawest lines in this entire damn show, the ones that I'd willingly get tattooed on me so I don't forget them. If you ever need to know what radicalized me, it was probably this guy and everything he said and did from 2x10 on.

Tiago Rodriguez/Raoul Silva, James Bond

I'm sorry, was I not supposed to like the most stylish villain in a Bond film since...idk, I think the last one with this much personality was probably Elektra King. The brat energy. The little bit of crazy underneath it. The fact that the man had a really valid point and actually succeeded because he set achievable goals. The way he's... not quite sexually aggressive with Bond but also definitely wants to get railed. Fascinating.

Simon Torquill, October Daye

Simon. My darling, best idiot who needs to have someone wrap him in a blanket for about a century and make him as much honey-sweetened tea as he can stand and above all else not allow him to make major decisions until he's had a chance to process the clusterfuck that is his life up til now. I love him, your honor. I love that I get a male character who's allowed to be his own worst enemy but also the kindest, most caring father anyone could ask for when he's not flinging around transformation spells and shooting people with elfshot while being puppeteered by a megalomaniac. And of course I love an actual redemption arc that for once doesn't end in death. Right, Seanan? RIGHT? (jk, I trust her. Mostly).

Rosalind Hale, Fate Winx Saga

Ok, so. I both hate Rosalind and love her as a character. It's a complicated thing, but I think what I really love about her as a character is that she's a female villain who is creepy as fuck and I wish that the writers had not immediately turned her into... whatever the fuck they were going for in s2. I was much more fond of s1 Rosalind who was an absolute monster who broke the adults in the series so badly and so completely that they're still a pack of emotional wrecks twenty years on. I wanted her to stay that monster instead of being written as a butch lesbian who's just very done with everyone's shit and occasionally given to a bit of torture. I wanted a better look at what she did to Farah, and to Ben Harvey, and for someone to spell out in great detail that she took Andreas and broke him down to be her attack dog from the time he was sixteen.

Basically I love the potential of the character but if she turned up in front of me I would be compelled to stab her quickly.

Javik, Mass Effect

There's something about Javik that I keep coming back to and I think it's the sheer weight of what he represents. One individual out of trillions still alive. Shepard's mirror image, but his mission went to hell and his people all died and now he's awake again and it has to feel like a kind of torture. And yet, for all that, Javik's character arc is about hope. It's about picking yourself up, or rather being picked up, and figuring out how to live again. If you do everything right, Javik gets to see the end of the Reapers and the end of the carnage. He gets to live, and grow, and maybe finally put down his gun and write a book or something, and that's important. We all need a character to remind us that as long as you're alive, there's hope.

Nomi, James Bond

I love her, your honor. If there's one thing the last film got right, it was having three women of color, none of whom had the slightest inclination to fuck Bond, and of the three of them, Nomi is my favorite. I love that she's the new 007. I love that she's there to drag Bond's ass and warn him off her assignment. I love her "Double-0 what?" and I love her "I'll shoot you in the knee. The one that works." I love that she gets to murder racists, and I love that she's got fully as much style as any other 007.

Honorable mentions who didn't make the narrative weight cut or who I just ran out of room for:

Garrus Vakarian, Mass Effect

Mordin Solus, Mass Effect

Anders, Dragon Age

Thomas Barrow, Downton Abbey

Miranda, Black Sails

Madi, Black Sails

Max, Black Sails

Alec Trevelyan, James Bond

Moneypenny (Samantha Bond and Naomi Harris), James Bond

Andreas of Eraklyon, Fate Winx Saga

Tagging anyone who wants to do this, as well as @skloomdumpster, @septemberrie, @djino04, and @penflicks

#tag game #fun stuff

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my-chaos-radio · 4 months

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Release: October 18, 2023

Lyrics (original):

이대로 세상이 망해도

잘 됐어 아무렇지 않을 것 같애

한 뼘 더 벽을 쌓아 올려

괜찮아 이곳에서 나는 안전해

그래도 피치 못할 외출

그럴 땐 웃음이란 망토를 쓰곤 해

들키고 싶지 않아 나를

하지만 누군간 꼭 알아줬음 해

Oh, you know, oh, you know, oh, you know

해가 저물면 get home

세상은커녕 그 무엇도

구할 수 없던 우린 이제 서로를 구해볼까 해

Ooh, ooh, ooh 크게 소리쳐 Mayday야

온 세상이 너를 버려도 나는 여기 있어

Ooh, ooh, ooh 크게 소리쳐 Mayday야

신이 내게 등을 돌려도 너는 거기 있어

악몽에 시달려 난 가끔

그러다 느껴지는 너의 손길에

너구나, 나의 작은 영웅

다시 잠들 때까지 지켜줘야 해

Oh, you know, oh, you know, oh, you know

내가 들리면 get home

전장 같은 이 도시에서

상처만 남은 우린 이제 서로를 구해볼까 해

Ooh, ooh, ooh 크게 소리쳐 Mayday야

온 세상이 너를 버려도 나는 여기 있어

Ooh, ooh, ooh 크게 소리쳐 Mayday야

신이 내게 등을 돌려도 너는 거기 있어

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Lyrics (english):

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

[Verse 1]

Even if the world collapses

Whatever, I'll be alright

Building up another layer of wall

It's okay, I'm safe here

Having to go out inevitably

I wear my cape of a smile

I don't want to be recognized

But I desperately want to be recognized

[Pre-Chorus]

Oh, you know, oh, you know, oh, you know

When the sun sets, get home

Why don't we save each other?

Even though we couldn't save anything

Let alone the world

[Chorus]

Ooh, ooh, wolf, shout out "Mayday!"

Even when the whole world abandons you, I'm here

Ooh, ooh, wolf, shout out "Mayday!"

Even when God turns his back on me, you're there

[Verse 2]

I sometimes get nightmares

Then I feel your touch

"It's you, my little hero"

Keep me safe until I fall asleep

[Pre-Chorus]

Oh, you know, oh, you know, oh, you know

When you hear me, get home

In this battlefield-like city

Why don't we save each other?

All we have left are wounds

[Chorus]

Ooh, ooh, wolf, shout out "Mayday!"

Even when the whole world abandons you, I'm here

Ooh, ooh, wolf, shout out "Mayday!"

Even when God turns his back on me, you're there

Songwriter:

[Outro]

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh

Emily-Madelen Aarsheim Harbakk / Jason OK / Jeong Hwa Seo / Lise Reppe / Marion Skogseth Bjørsvik / Mark Minsuk Yom

SongFacts:

After the pre-release of the pleasant “Underwater,” Chuu has returned with her official solo debut. Howl leads her new album with a pulsating electro beat that complements her clear, pleasant voice. Since I hadn't followed the song teasers, the gradual transformation surprised me upon first listen.

What begins as a wistful ballad gains percussive support as the chorus begins. From here, “Howl” is underscored by an insistent chug of electric bass, creating a driving energy that gives the track more urgency. Without this production uptick, I fear Howl could fade into the ether – another neat but light K-pop offering. As it stands, the song doesn't make enough use of his more adventurous instincts. At just under three minutes, there isn't enough room for it to develop into something truly spectacular - especially when almost half of the track is a very slow build up to the first chorus.

Howl's best moments have an emotional pull, an energy that brings tears on the dance floor, which suits Chuu's strengths as a performer. I love the synth textures in the chorus and wish they were more prominent throughout. A song like this doesn't benefit from restraint.

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danisha-tdh · 6 months

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So what's the sitch?

Oh well, the situation has a bit lot what I seen on insta lately, or here.

About the new pilot from the Glitch productions, The Amazing Digital Circus, Disney drop a Once Upon a Studio (Mah boi Ralph is there :>), oh and also something else like having a scenario about Turbo in Wondergotten. Dang, I wish I had a chance to see Turbo in many expressive if he had more screentime. (As well having the lore I like to know)

But the problem is, I wanna animate but can't find a good app/software i can find :')

Anyway, I still need some spooky ideas coming up before the end of October,l-

Like: The new splatfest, Luigi's Mansion 3 4th anniversary and Deltarune's anniversary, or maybe another spooky things with Turbo ( I just think he's neat)

Okay, on second thought

I also getting smile over my fav boi got drew by my mutual =w=

(@ /akitanerufan)

(He's perfect already, yeah umm don't question it)

#asks

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kaizokushojo · 8 months

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Okay ACTUAL DIRECT REACTION TIIIIME

Not that anyone cares bahahaha

More under cut!

SIDE ORDER SIDE ORDER. DEDF1SH??? People are gonna lose it at that! Oh she has a name! The heck are the cool transparent fishies???? Oh this looks beautiful. No clue what's going on. Earnable/purchasable skill tree thing? Spire of order? Over and over? Wow. Spring, that's about what I expected. I was hoping for sooner but that's fine. This is yet another Pearl and Marina-y mission lol. Nice to get a new character at least. Probably rescuing Marina.

New Mario vs Donkey Kong? Nice?

The new Prince of Persia is making me think of Metroid Dread and a bunch of other newer Metroidvanias. Not a player of Prince of Persia but that looks pretty nice.

New SMRPG! Still looking good.

Oh! The Peach Game! ...this is actually seeming really neat, it's a variety of gameplay elements. I dig the curtain/play angle. Being a Paper Mario fan, of course I would lol. I wish the lighting was aittle different? But the game seems really neat! I hope they don't spoil all the transformations prior to release.

Ngl I like that the Trombone Champ bit featured some rough playing, lol. Made it kind of funny.

Luigi's Mansion 2 looking really nice! (Thinking I should replay 3 this October...) But yeah for a 3DS game they're really doing a good job of it. Summer though, that's an odd release date.

"Please take a look at this video" I WILL WHAT IS IT. Oh, Kyoto, I'll never get to see that. :'( That seems fantastic, though. I can't even afford to travel INSIDE the country.

Oh, November release for the Ganondorf amiibo, finally! Wonder why it took so long. OoT ganondorf apparently not getting a Smashmiibo. :(

FZERO FZERO FZERO FZERO FZERO FZERO

...oh.

It's been 20 years, please give us a new one.....pleaaaaaaaaaaaaaase.... I don't like the 99 games so please y'all play it so they see we still want F-Zero. 🤞 😔 Badly! So badly! I mean they're only doing updates for MK8DX so we have room for F-Zero, right???

Is that the new Wario voice? Didn't quite sound like Charles, but it went fast. They're actually using the ir camera, whoa!

Jrpg fans eating good, good for y'all!

PAPER MARIO TTYD MY BELOVED, MY PRECIOUS

the new talking sound is still my biggest gripe. I did figure out why I think some shots look weird and others look brilliant, it's the lighting. In some areas it's just throwing me off. And I still wish they hadn't really touched the music. But for the most part the only thing I actively dont like is the new talking sound, the rest is so above and beyond making me happy...!!!!! It's PAPER MARIO TTYD. It's literally one of my favorite games of all time! Right up there with King's Quest VI and Majora's Mask!!!! And people WILL GET TO PLAY IT. WITHOUT SPENDING A FORTUNE OR KNOWING HOW TO RUN AN EMULATOR.

PEOPLE WILL GET TO PLAY PMTTYD

I'M SO HAPPY

#nintendo direct #F-zero #F zero #Fzero #paper mario the thousand year door #paper mario ttyd #Side order side order #Splatoon #Need side order quickly pls #I wonder if updates will improve once they've finished working on side order #Maybe it's been slow so they're not crunched

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a-finnish-janitor · 11 months

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I wish there was a physical release of Alan Wake 2 as I generally lean towards physical but oh well, deluxe edition preordered and paid for because I'm not missing out on more terrifying adventures of Alan Wake and his new buddy Saga Anderson (oh where have I heard the name Anderson before in an Alan Wake Game? *The Poet and The Muse by Old Gods of Asgard starts playing faintly in the background*) even if I wish I could hold a disc of the sequel in my hands.

Indeed, it sucks you can no longer actually "own" a game, it's just online. And like I heard the deluxe version of the original Alan Wake game had some neat extras. I'm pretty sure that's where you could get Nightingale's journal? Like an actual physical book. So then you could actually know just why he was chasing Wake in the first place.

But, it is what it is, and I'm excited to see what unfolds in October!

#alan wake #alan wake 2 #des answers stuff

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hypedsnotch · 1 year

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I posted 4,870 times in 2022

That's 4,767 more posts than 2021!

364 posts created (7%)

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Blogs I reblogged the most:

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I tagged 1,509 of my posts in 2022

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#ahitideas ok but please listen to me please - 60 posts

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#ahit hat kid - 50 posts

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Longest Tag: 138 characters

#the coloring is so ughgg soo cool and so c9ool wnfvgsysbdysnegsnzgsngzjsgshdgjshs and th3 lighting too congratulations unun im goinh feral

My Top Posts in 2022:

AY AY AYYYY

47 notes - Posted October 24, 2022

Oh fuck it

sPam’s playlists for the funkes cause I want to

> hatkid playlist :https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6I8UmqlktYm9Z1Hs9t2IhI?si=FLE4EebCRoapt2zc3L4RHw

> bowkid : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/61OQhcBqLKnX3H7r2TD21m?si=yv-X0lIHQ5-TkbN1bjmNuA

mu : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/653WnbQqga4YU1H2szcOF2?si=_Nz8sL4oQrWjsgG15ivo6g

cookin cat : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/17YB3A0RVw1tNacINbTMUh?si=JKUaud4sQx6EuqZkImyzOw

conductor : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4zUHRRaYHg59LQ8EKdcXd1?si=vNrBLIfbRtS91uSh4wDi9w

C.a.w : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4AGFKghZUrpccbBdtiNjoK?si=bhL_VJTdRuylo3RS5-ppLg

dj grooves :https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4s1e4ScRRS98F7BZF1m5K3?si=5r1nmKlSTzm3kQ39u4Y96A

snatcher : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6mPjqgj3qe7xR7zPi4ibEk?si=e60PYqkYRpe-dMc1JuJgAA

VanessVanessa: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0PHs7XyWN7773PrrMi4VHU?si=5aXngWNIRR-Sdrik7onR0w

Moon Jumper : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5FkTidOHd2LWgdMUzWOpqe?si=xkJg5wWUSWma7KIzgxeHew

here extra bs :

nyakuza Hattie : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1tj0imbapeK1y8gHaW2sAG?si=M9Cc0OqSSE-_1zl79qONpw

protype hatkid : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/51RYlOwthvzfjwdYW3cnMe?si=jb3LcPw5RHSGlnpXr7elpQ

tims friend : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/26I6Nhsux49bty2PcXw4ne?si=RaJAS-fQRvWOChS3UJriiw

timmy : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/5A5HYGImB2KQI5LPEPZwzB?si=nn-X0O1TTe-poqfcw86j0Q

hat adult : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0FSYfawobn50t9D39AjvHo?si=DJHUlCzVQyKR1J_ZMbY-xw

empress playlist [remade cause i didnt like the last one] [ might change that tho hmm] : https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0H8NXNoyzDSbAbR3AJqTn7?si=3VqBLTbiQxa_uvi_pkfuyg

Ok yeah that’s all

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Controversial yes but quick question

Why the fuck is snatcher's trauma more recognised than hatkid's traumatic experiences on earth..?

LIKE SURE I UNDERSTAND BUT PLEASE ITS GETTIN OUT OF HAND TRULY

At this point hatkid would have LOTS of stuff to deal with after coming back to earth with everyone projectin their bs into her

51 notes - Posted July 18, 2022

Ok so, what If

In death wish snatcher docum your every move for the sake of his own entertainment like the way they comment on soccer ball , yeah?!, now Make it snatcher in death wish

60 notes - Posted January 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

I’ve never gasped in pos but DAMN THIS LOOKS NEAT

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

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oceaniareads · 7 months

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Once Upon A Dream- A Twisted Tale Review

My Review was Pasted from my Goodreads, which you can find here.

“Once Upon A Dream”: ⭐️

For Young Adults due to Language and Violence.

Other Twisted Tale Reviews to Follow.

Conceal Don't Feel | Mirror, Mirror |

*Not done as of October 4, 2022 at 10am*

*Finished October 4, 2022 at 8PM*

I. hate. this. book.

Oh my gosh.

Earlier today, I wrote a smallish review cause I needed to get my thoughts out. Now that I'm finally finished (8PM October 4th), I'm gonna write this out better.

This is still one of my least favorite books I've read this year and let me tell you why.

Firstly, Aurora didn't get any better than when I originally wrote some of my thoughts out. She's still whiny and full of herself. There are times when the author tries to show she has grown as a person and tries to majorly show that at the end of the novel, but it doesn't honestly feel right at all. The character development in the novel is like a rollercoaster: up and down (mostly downs though) throughout the whole novel. We're supposed to want to root for Aurora, but instead having her as the main character drags the novel even further on. And I know that she is supposed to be sixteen and gets older in her dreams as the novel goes on, but she does not mature until she wakes up, which makes her character seem completely different.

Additionally, Aurora discovers that she can wish for things to appear pretty early on in the novel. The concept of dream worlds and dreamers is a neat concept, but Aurora does not develop this skill until almost the very end of the novel (if you like the dreamer concept, please try The Raven Boys instead). And the use of time is not used well either as it only seems to change when the story needs it to. (to be honest, that happens with other things too. Super annoying) I should be able to tell you how the dreamworld works, but I barely can tell you anything about it, other than it's Aurora's and time runs slower somehow) Powers could be a good aspect of Aurora's dreamworld, but she does not develop them in a timely matter. That is one of the main issues of this novel: certain things drag on when they shouldn't while other ideas seem to be cut short.

Her relationship with Philip isn't good either. And while I'm on the subject, his character sucks as well. Once again, no character development. He's just a character who is there to tell Aurora that she is loved and worth something. Braswell tries to give him character development through flaws and through a scene where there are two of him, but because there is no romantic (or even platonic) development between the two characters, the relationship seems flat and boring. There is no proof that Philip loves her or that Aurora loves/comes to love him back. Which I understand was some of the point of the novel (love at first sight isn't a great thing and you need to get to know someone instead of just deciding you love them), the way this novel went about it wasn't great. They had random arguments about them being in love with each other before the story begins. And the arguments seem out of nowhere; they are also almost all from Aurora's side as well. Philip is not a part of her imagination either, which kinda sucks due to his lack of character traits. Neither character learns much of anything about themselves and each other.

Okay I'm gonna get a little more annoyed here:

The main reason I read this book was to figure out if it should be middle grade or young adult in my school's library. There is no reason for novels that are in the middle to use certain terms like rapist, especially since they're tossed randomly in the novel. Like really dude? Why did you think that was necessary, even if you were writing for the novel to be directed at young adults?? I mean, I'm glad it was easy to tell which category it should be in, but still there was no need for that. Especially when there are not even any romantic scenes in the book (other than cheek kisses and one mouth kiss at the end) and nothing like that happened to Aurora throughout the novel. Young adult novels do not need to be vulgar to be good. Especially when they are about a topic that interests younger audiences.

So to conclude, the characters suck and it took me way to long to finish.

I need to nap forever after reading this.

(Small thoughts from earlier)

I needed to get some of my thoughts out.

This is currently one of my least favorite books I have read this year.

Firstly, I hate Aurora. She's whiny and full of herself, even though the author tries to persuade you that she is not. Philip even directly mentions that she is not in one quote, even though some of her most inner thoughts are the worst.

I know that Aurora is supposed to be younger, but I think she comes off as way to young. And when she finally realizes she can manipulate her surroundings because they are in her dream, she does nothing to practice this ability or discover what she can do. It would be nice if her abilities actually were throughout her journey, especially since it's neat that she can manipulate everything around her.

Additionally, all he seems to be there for is to tell her she is loved and try to put different characteristics on Aurora that he wouldn't even truly know she has.

#twisted tales #Oceania Reviews #Review 1 #liz braswell #young adult #language #violence #1 star #once upon a dream #sleeping beauty

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nonbinarycharmybee · 1 year

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I posted 2,418 times in 2022

That's 2,418 more posts than 2021!

385 posts created (16%)

2,033 posts reblogged (84%)

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I tagged 2,376 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

#sonic the hedgehog - 472 posts

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#undescribed - 287 posts

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#charmy bee - 253 posts

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#sucks ass but had a tiny modicum of potential and that's enough for me to believe i could rewrite the whole thing and make it actually good

My Top Posts in 2022:

the amount of faith i have in the sonic movie creators is incredible but also SO deserved. like oh, sonic's a free spirit so the first movie's probably going to end with him and the humans parting ways and "being better for having known each other"? nah bitch, they're gonna adopt him. okay tails getting adopted in the sequel is a given but knuckles is kind of a lone wolf so- NO WE'RE ADOPTING HIM TOO. these people understand my heart's desire even when i don't. at this point i could go for shadow either getting adopted or not but i have complete faith in his grief and trauma being heartbreakingly addressed. what would it be like if every movie respected their audience like this.

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1,373 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

I love sonic music it's like

FOLLOW 💪 YOUR🫵 DREAMS📈🏃

you can 🥰 do anything 💖

sometimes i wish 🙁 i was never born at all 🪦💔

please hire us 🙏💸

im gay

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1,589 notes - Posted March 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

tom: i like dropping hints that i see sonic as my own son

tom: *to sonic* this is a WACHOWSKI FAMILY SAYING, passed down the WACHOWSKI FAMILY for GENERATIONS, said by MY FATHER to ME, his SON, in THIS VERY CANOE

sonic: okay, bestie :)

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csmeaner · 2 years

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Scarfox finally got a big update and while some things are neat the real juicy bits are staffing only traits, them still not having hired any MYO mods after two fucking months, and kakiwa wanting nothing to do with scarfoxes now.

LMFAOooo. okay let's break this down

cool, more artwork of the biomes. i woudn't say fully necessary considering other shit is more important but also these look good. also wondering if nocti got any compensation for these works

@Major Update On to the next part, we have been working on some new tasty traits for drum roll icon the UNSTABLE POTION that will be releasing at the start of October as Ocotber is a very spoopy month

fucking hate that buzzword now

and it's dear to our hearts in the Scarfox-Realm. We are currently finishing up the new traits as well as gathering information to make it easy on our community members to understand.

i don't know why that sentence rubs me the wrong way oh wait yes i fucking do. scarfox has been notoriously terrible at communicating with their community in the most assbackwards of ways and the way this is written makes it seem as if the community's too fucking stupid to understand the staff when it's been the staff's fault every single time at being obtuse. while it's well intentioned it just feels patronizing as everything else

These traits will have new examples that are unlike the old ones displayed on the site with a very new base applied. Please do not ask any further questions about the traits at this time as we are still working towards them and getting them out in a timely manner.

this could have been worded way better literally 'we don't have much to tell you on these traits so far in order to work on them and get them out in a timely manner, so we cannot provide any answers to your questions yet' instead of literally telling people who are curious not to ask. makes people who actually are curious feel shut down like it's a small fucking thing but so far with the above wording it just shuts down the potential excitement. a very much 'not now mommy's busy' tone

The Unstable Potion will only be available through Raffles, Event Rewards, and Cash Shop. Due its rarity the Unstable Potion will be account bound if earned through prompts, raffles, or events. If you wish to rid of it, please let a mod know and we will raffle it off to the community as this potion is still new and will probably have certain fixes in future.

so even if you fucking bought one you can't resell it?

To add to this we now will have Staffing Traits, these traits will only be accessible through OTAs, Raffles, Customs, Auctions, etc., through mods only. These traits may become available to members in the future, and are locked to mod use only to better flesh out the traits examples and ideas. Staff traits will be a darker colored hue to the normal pastel colors, and will have another effect to their image to help visually separate it from our usual traits! These images will be reverted to look like the other images if moved to community usage in the future, followed by an update!

more artificial scarcity. it's a 'hey check out these cool new traits! only way to get them is by sucking the staff's toes as hard as you can and throwing money at them'. wanna bet the traits are shit that was brought up as a suggestion but rejected.

also these are the examples they put for the new traits and i have to fucking wonder how long it'll take any of these traits to become 'concrete' when it took them 2-ish months to draw some bedsheet arms, use a stamp brush, and draw a single glowy eyeball

@Major Update Next thing is Crystal Currency. As some of you have seen there is a lot of crystal out on the site at the moment and as the mod team we have decided that we will be lowering crystal earnings from prompts, events, and minigames.

'people haven't had any reason to spend their crystals so they're just laying around uselessly. instead of giving them more uses let's fucking lower their goddamn earnings' scarfox you never fail to reach new lows

We have notice this influx of crystal to a point where Scarfox of the Month and Crystal Gallery are not being used as crystal earnings and our goal of implementing this is to encourage the community to participate in these said crystal earning availabilities. However, if this is too little of crystal earning we will proceed with changing the amount in the future. These changes will be applied on October 1st and will also affect the year long prompts.

because people got crystals through prompts, aka the main fucking activity in the group. no one wants to fucking draw someone else's character they want to draw their own. crystal gallery also was so fucking annoying to submit to that no one bothered. but thanks for punishing people for playing the ARPG how it should be played.

Regarding Crystal Currency, I would like to also add that the pets will have a crystal currency exchange for the Exchange Shop also releasing on October 1st. The pets currency will depend on their rarity within the eggs that they come from. Pets like Mother Kanga and the Coco Rats will not be available for exchange due to them only existing in one egg.

no comment. pets should really not be the priority though especially when the scavenging/gathering/foraging shit they were made for in the first place isn't implemented yet

On another note, we are still going to be looking at new MYO mods to help with future designs updates and MYO approvals. I will be speaking with @benaberrry in regards to the future mods. We will also be working towards updating all the old references for the traits and as well as old NPCs that were designed by Kawiku/Kakiwa/ KoraJora due to them no longer wishing to be known for the past creation of Scarfoxes as they have moved on to other projects.

shouldn't new mods be a full staff decision i've no fucking clue why you decided to tell us you're talking with just benaberry about it.

and unsure of why korajora is leaving specifically but i can take a fucking guess. korajora wasn't making the same amount of money from scarfox and darci wants to claim full originality for the species so either korajora is being pushed out and doesn't care, or is literally cutting ties entirely with scarfox due to its incredibly terrible management. either way, it's darci's trashfire entirely. any hope of more korajora scarfox don't exist, darci will work her way into trying to horde more, and continue to suck the dwindling community try

We will be introducing a new bot that will automatically delete messages in the trading hub, that way the community no longer will have to bump their messages repeatedly. We will closing the trading hub in a few days, sometimes between Friday and Saturday. You will also get a heads up update to let you know that the channel will be closing for the day. We also have new pets coming in for that nice Spoopy season made by @Lokidokiarts

the designs, nothing to really say about them or the trading channel stuff.

@Major Update In regards to the October spoopy month we will be including the new theme for Foxtober 2022, these themes will be released on October 1st along with our other events and prompts for the months. We would also like to state that according to Community vote all images of clown theme/based Scarfoxes are to be spoiler marked through the month of October as a respect to members who have extreme phobias of the certain theme. We do know that there are several community members who have Scarfoxes based on these theme including one of out NPCs who will also be Spoiler marked on the event page during this time along with a warning. Please we ask that you have a Scarfox based on this theme that you respect the community members that have said phobia, this applies to both the discord and the website. Unfortunately, with DeviantArt we cannot control what goes on in the site due to us not having any ownership of the site. We will be giving out warnings and strikes if people are constantly breaking this rule of spoiler marking. There will future updates with more information but this is all for now. If you have any questions you're welcome to ask but please again avoid asking questions about the Unstable traits as they are currently being worked on. Thank you. Also a website sneak preview~

very little to say on this other than if people have a clown phobia how about don't fucking make the event include clowns

and because it exists i also wanted to get in on the added shit with the poll regarding the crystal earnings

Topic: Crystal Earning Adjustment

Time to vote: 24 hours as we're running a bit short on time before october hits!

not enough fucking time assholes

After receiving community response from todays update, we're looking to see what would be favored as a choice of change for crystal earnings!

this poll was made two-ish hours after the above announcement meaning lmao

In short, the prompts coming out from 2022 and some of 21 have been releasing way more crystals than ever before. In tie with the 2k crystals earnable from foxtober last year, prompts averaged around 200 to 350 crystals per reward entry, alongside things like potions and other items. To help rebalance the rarity of items and the worth of crystals, we have taken in some community suggestions via our chat rooms for you guys to vote on! If none of these are of interest for you to pick, vote with the kiwi emote and add input on what you feel could work well using our suggestion form linked below! The options are as follows:

🍑 -raise the prices of crystal earnable items in the shop, and include more options to spend crystals (ideas include: crystal entry raffles, crystal purchase of extra entry tickets, and bringing in common myos in limited stock for crystal purchase, or in unlimited stock for a higher price (one member suggested 20k)

the more reasonable decision that should've been the one implemented in the first place 🫐 -keep the idea offered of lowering prompt rewards to encourage fotm entry

people don't want to fucking draw the scarfox of the month get it through your fucking heads that is an ADD ON to the arpg not the fucking main event 🥝 other suggestion (please enter it into the suggestions form with the title of this topic!)

Suggestion form: https://forms.gle/Djt1y5wb2MU8A5jEA

two months later and this is what we have. honestly I'm indifferent on things because scarfox just isn't worth getting riled up for. It definitely feels like people have low patience on both ends and that everyone's burnt out, which isn't what you want after a 'vacation' lol

more traits to jump through hoops for, for myo that have been back up for two months, and more emphasis on some stupid half-baked halloween 'spoopy' event that i already feel will be underwhelming just like last year's. making staff-only traits is a definite kick in the teeth for any species to include no matter the reasons, especially since they're 'untested' which is a very lackluster explanation.

people don't fucking want new pets or clowns, darci, they want their fucking myos approved in a timely manner. they want to be able to use them in prompts and get rewards. they don't want to grind for half a year for a fucking common myo or be forced to draw someone else's stupid ass fox.

they want you to fucking focus on them for a change and all you've done is throw out myos and potions to the point they're worthless whilst also slowing myo approvals to a goddamn halt, and then focus entirely on your stupid new event and biomes and clowns and pets as if this shiny new thing no one asked for will make up for the fact PEOPLE CAN'T FUCKING GET THEIR MYOS APPROVED

I know i sound angry and am nitpicking but i honestly am just more tired than anything. the staff has always felt unapproachable and that any questions to them was a huge burden to deal with and it still does. none of the core things have changed or improved in the slightest and they're just enduring the high tensions and strained relationships they themselves created. even korajora won't be associated with scarfox anymore and this is likely the official end of the era. there's nothing of its original enjoyment left

#scarfox #screenshots #proof

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futelco · 2 years

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Druids of Sisyphus Gardens Log

2021 was marked by an increased interest in Druids and the Futel services. This took the form of experienced Futel users, blossoming friendships from repeat callers (what’s up Detroit!), and possibly a disappointed conspiracy theorist. As usual, many of our records are missing. Here’s what we got.

Feb 13 Detroit called back. Caller gave the phone to their friend to receive some Druidic advice for the New Year, I wasn’t feeling particularly wise or witty so I consulted the rocks. The rocks said “Be kind to others. And yourself!”, so I guess they weren’t feeling particularly creative either.

March Caller wanted to know what the Druid’s phone looks like. It’s a clear plastic phone from the 90s, like from Clarissa Tells It All. Caller said they became an architect because of the dad from that show.

April 7th Caller left a voicemail from St. Johns, curious if anybody would pick up on the Druid line. “This is pretty neat and made my day.”

June 4th Caller asked how I found myself on the end of a Druid Hotline? Gave them info on my life. Told them of a DIY Magic the Gathering card I altered. Caller was wearing a MTG t-shirt, but never played. We agreed Futel is the best art project in Portland.

June 5th Caller from Detroit asked for Druidic advice for their coast to coast bicycle trip they were on. Provided advice. I requested they call from a Futel node when they reached Portland.

June 6th Child caller said hello, asked what I was doing. I provided information. Exchanged names, and they said they had to go. I said to call back anytime.

June 18th Caller asked if I knew of or heard the term “bitch feet”. I hadn’t and couldn’t provide further information, as I had no internet access. They said I use the demultiplexer and hung up.

June 20th Caller asked about the Druid and “what is your job?”. Provided information about my life. Caller asked how to pay me money and couldn’t provide information. Instead directed them to donate to Futel. Thanked and appreciated each other, and wished a good night.

July 21 Caller expressed great joy. They had just spoken to Operator and was excited to use all features of Futel. Caller drove 5 hours from Pittsburgh to to use the Detroit Futel! They found out about it on the internet. Asked for Druidic knowledge to take back to Pittsburgh, extolled the virtues of Beavers as a keystone species. Wished them a fun telephoney time.

July 29 At 8 AM Caller on a Portland Futel wanted to thank me for the inspiration to make it to Portland by bicycle. I said oh no! Was it really smokey? Yes it was. I apologized. Good luck on your trip to Astoria!

August At 3 AM Caller asked if I spoke Gaelic. No. Oh, are you working? Uh, no, I’m a bit broken. Caller was trying to call a random concentration camp, but that wasn’t working either. Directed them to try again. Caller thanked me and wished good night.

August Caller left a voicemail. Caller wasn’t sure why they wanted to talk to the Druid, but they heard a lot about it, and ran really far to call. Sometimes we need someone to talk to who isn’t really ... there. Call back! Sometimes Druids are standing by.

September Operator left voicemail, from a new phone in NOPO. No call-back number yet.

September Two Callers asked questions about Futel. Second Caller asked if I flushed after peeing. Explained that the Druids do not have toilets nor do they pee into potable water.

October Child caller sounded distant. hi... hello! HELLO! I can’t hear you! Talked to parent who said they were walking in their neighborhood.

October Detroit called, we chatted about Fall and the yellow leaves.

October 31 Children callers left a voicemail wanting to know what breast implants are made out of.

November Caller called just as I was headed to the mailbox. Passed the phone to the other Druid, caller promptly hung up.

December Detroit left a voicemail. For the first time, there wasn’t a Druid to answer (for them). Hope to hear from you soon!

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theselfshippingwitch · 2 years

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Violet x Ray - Christmas

This is a self insert fanfic about how my s/i and Ray spend Christmas.

“Are you sure this looks okay?”

It was the night of the Ghostbusters’ holiday party, Christmas Eve. Violet and Janine were at Janine’s apartment, getting ready. Violet stepped out of the bathroom to show Janine the outfit she had picked out.

“You look so adorable!” Janine said. “I think Ray won’t be able to take his eyes off of you.”

Violet blushed, but her eyes still wandered over to the mirror to look herself over again. She was wearing a form-fitting Mrs. Claus costume, a two-piece dress she had the idea to wear after Ray volunteered to dress up as Santa for the kids at the party. The red skirt of Violet’s outfit was short and tight, but it came high up on her waist, covering up her lower stomach. Violet ran her hand over the soft part of her belly, squishing it as she turned to the side in front of the mirror. “Are you really sure? My stomach isn’t exactly flat.”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Janine came to Violet’s side, wrapping her arms around her to squeeze both her shoulders. “You know Ray likes you just the way you are, right?”

“Yeah, I know…” Violet knew Ray loved her body, soft belly and thick thighs and all, but dressing up for just him and dressing up for him and everyone else in attendance were two different things. “It’s not him I’m worried about. What will everyone else think?”

Janine shifted so she stood between Violet and the mirror. “Screw ‘em! If they can’t see how cute and hot you are, that’s their problem.”

Violet smiled at Janine, but still reached down to pull at her top, which fell to just below her ribcage, leaving a tiny bit of skin between it and the top of her skirt.

Janine took her and Violet’s coats from the coat rack, and put Violet’s coat over her shoulders. “Now, c/mon. The guys will be here to pick us up soon.”

Violet put her arms through the sleeves of her coat. “Okay! Don’t forget the presents!”

Two weeks earlier, the aisles were crowded as the two women walked through the mall, lists in hand. Though Janine was trying to keep Violet on task, she couldn’t stop the little brunette from wandering to every shop window.

“Oooh, look at this!” “This is neat!” “Do you think Winston would like this?”

“If you keep this up, I’ll have to put you on a leash.”

Violet had told Janine that she wanted to go Christmas shopping with her because she was so good at shopping and knew how to get everything she wanted, and on sale. Violet did the Hanukkah shopping for her gifts to Janine and Egon on her own, and while the presents themselves were great, Violet had spent way too much money. Janine wasn’t going to disagree. She just wished Violet would listen to her.

“Hey, can we go to the comic book store next? I need to find a present for Ray!”

“I thought the gifts you bought at that toy store you dragged me into were for Ray.”

“Yeah, That’s the downside of shopping for gifts for Ray. He’s the easiest for me to shop for, but all the stuff I know he’s going to like is also stuff that I like! All the toys and stuffed animals I got there were so cool I might just keep them for myself.”

“Well, what are you going to get for Ray at the comic book store?”

“Hmmm…” Violet checked her list. “The new limited edition Captain Steel gold plated action figure, the Melvel Comics Superhero Weapons Encyclopedia, those vintage Marcy Mouse comics…”

“Those are all things you told me you wanted for Christmas!”

“Oh yeah…” Violet thought about it for a second. “Well, I’ll decide later if they’re for me or for Ray!”

It was an hour or so into the Holiday party when Ray snuck away to get into the Santa costume. The party was being held in an old manor on the outskirts of the city, built sometime in the Colonial Era. The only reason the Ghostbusters were able to use the old house in the first place is because in October, they got rid of a ghost that had been haunting the place for years. In lieu of paying them actual money, the managers of the estate offered them one night to use the manor however they wanted. It was Ray who agreed and decided they would use the one night to host a holiday party, and he had been excited about it ever since. The manor was ancient and rustic, with giant wood beams in the high ceilings and fireplaces made of old stone in every room. Although not all of the Ghostbusters were particularly satisfied with the arrangement, they all had to admit the place was perfect for a holiday get together.

Janine winked and nodded at Violet from across the room, and Violet took that as her cue to follow Ray upstairs. She took off her coat and knocked on the door of the room Ray went into. “Santa? Are you ready?”

The cutest Santa Claus Violet has ever seen opened the door. If he hadn't been wearing a huge fake beard, she might have seen Ray’s mouth hanging open, but she could still see the blush on his cheeks and the tips of his ears. She smiled, feeling her own face turn red, as she held out her hand to him. “Come on, the children are waiting for us.”

It took Ray a full five seconds to register what Violet had said. He had forgotten all about the children, and the party, and the fact that he was currently in a full Santa costume. He couldn’t think of anything but how perfectly gorgeous his girl was, standing in front of him in that sweet red dress and those red and white striped socks that went up to just below her bare thighs, her red satin gloves, the smile on those bright red lips that he would kiss over and over again if it weren’t for the fake beard he was seriously regretting putting on right now. When he finally came back to reality, he put his hand in Violet’s. “Right! Yeah! Let’s go!”

Ray spent the next hour being the most wonderful Santa Claus anyone had ever seen. His sweet, child-like demeanor was perfect for being Santa, and he gave every child a chance to tell him whatever they wanted to say to him, reassuring them that they were all such good kids and they would get what they wanted for Christmas. But every time one child left his lap and right before the next one came to him, he would sneak a peek at his Mrs. Claus, who kept the children occupied while they waited in line. Every time he did it, the next child would be greeted by a very rosy-cheeked Santa. Meanwhile, Violet found herself very distracted. She couldn’t help but watch her adorable boyfriend being so sweet with all the kids. These moments really reminded her of everything she loved about Ray. Her Ray… so kind-hearted… so genuine in his enthusiasm… such positivity glowing from his very soul…

Honestly, she could hardly contain herself. As she watched him give another happy little girl a hug, she couldn’t help but wish the line would move faster so she could take her place on Santa's lap.

It was late in the night, and all of the children had just gone home for the night. “Santa” had waved them goodbye as they left. Once she was sure they were gone, Violet wrapped her arms around Ray’s neck. “You were so good…” she was kissing him, all over every piece of skin that wasn’t covered by fake hair. “Such a good Santa, so amazing, do you want to come upstairs with me? I love you…so much…”

And then she was leading him up the stairs again, and pushing hih through that door, and locking it behind her. And then she tore off the fake beard, and the wig, and the big red coat. “I love you, I love you, I love you…” over and over as he lay her down by the fireplace.

The next morning, they were at the firehouse again. They exchanged gifts very early, because Ray insisted on waking up at 6am to exchange presents. Violet gave out all her presents right away, and admittedly, most of them went to Ray.

“Wow! The new limited edition gold plated Captain Steel action figure, the Melvel Comics Superhero Weapons Encyclopedia, and all these vintage Marcy Mouse comics! Plus all these stuffed animals and toys! You know, I’m surprised you didn’t keep some of this for yourself,” He laughed.

“Nah, I wouldn’t do that. Even better than getting all those things, is seeing how happy you get when I give you all those things!”

She kissed him sweetly on the cheek, and he kissed her, long and slow, on the lips.

#the real ghostbusters #ghostbusters #ray #self ship #self insert #self shipping community #ray stantz #ray stantz x oc #wow!!! i love ray and im so lucky that im spending christmas with him!!!#hes so perfect tbh #otp: apocalypse lovers

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jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets · 3 years

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I Loved Him... Once - CH 6

Title: I Loved Him… Once

Author: jiminthestreets-bonesinthesheets

Fandom: Criminal Minds

Pairing: Heid (Aaron Hotchner x Spencer Reid)

Rating: This ones General but eventually as the series goes it will be Explicit

Tags: canon typical violence and gore, eventual smut as the series goes, angst, fluff, pining., its gunna be a slow burn guys.

Summary: A series following the team as they solve crimes and take down the bad guys.

In Part one of this series, we follow the team as they take down a serial killer that has taken a piece of one of their own. And through it all, Spencer and Hotch come to a few conclusions and realizations of their own.

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*** My works are not to be posted on any sites without my permission! But comments and reblogs are love! <3 Please and thanks!!

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Chapter six

Spencer slowly walked into Eric's house. He had been here so many times in the past. Back when they were in university together they spent most of their time here, rather than studying in the overcrowded campus library, or Spencer's way too small single dorm room. But all the times he'd been here, he never once in his life thought he would ever be here as a profiler instead of a friend.

Being here again, it was strange, almost like he was in a dream. Like he was floating and couldn't get his feet back on the ground. As he slowly wandered through the small bungalow there were constant reminders of the fact that he and Eric had been as close as they were. Pictures on the walls of the two of them graduating, the entire collectors edition of the Sherlock series by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle that he'd bought him for his twenty eighth birthday, the awful matching ugly christmas sweater they had bought for one of the few parties they had been invited too, Spencer still had his and wore it every christmas. Everywhere he looked it seemed Eric had tried to keep him close even when they were far apart. It made him hurt even more that he hadn't seen Eric in over a year, that every time he tried to make plans with Spencer for a visit he had to call it off, most of the time because of work. He always thought there would be more time, now he knew he should have never taken any of it for granted.

As he continued to wander through, he searched for something, anything, that might help them understand exactly what was going on here, or at the very least lead them to the killer. But there was nothing. The place was as pristine as it always was, Eric was always as much of a neat freak as Spencer was, and not a single thing was out of place. There had been no struggle here, so Eric had been taken and killed somewhere else, and Spencer didn't think they would be finding anything helpful in his house. Which made him all the more frustrated.

"Hey, kid, come here!"

Spencer followed Derek's voice from Eric's bedroom to the pantry in the kitchen. Derek was in the far back corner of the pantry, standing on a small step ladder digging around on the top shelf. "Did you find something?"

"Yeah," he grunted, passing a few boxes down to Spencer and making more space on the top shelf, then Spencer saw it.

"How did you even find that? Who thinks to look for a safe in the pantry?"

"I wasn't really looking for anything up here," he explained, passing him more boxes of food, "but when I came in just to check it out, I noticed that most of the stuff in here hasn't even been touched. There's dust on most of the boxes of food, except right here the dust had been disturbed. So I looked and found the safe. Now, we can either wait for someone to come and break this open, or we can try to figure out the code on our own. Six digits, kid, what do you got?"

Spencer thought for a moment, then said, "Try his birthday, November second, seventy-eight."

"Nothing," Derek shook his head, "got another?"

"May fourteenth, eighty-four, the day his parents were killed."

He shook his head again, "Still nothing."

"Okay," Spencer searched his memory again for another important date in Eric's life, "maybe November tenth, ninety-six, that's the day he was released from foster care."

"Nope."

"September seventh, ninety-seven, his first day at Caltech."

"Not that either, kid," Derek sighed and turned away from the safe towards Spencer, "anything else?"

"Maybe, one second," he quickly dug out his phone, dialing a number and putting it on speaker.

"Office of the all and powerful Oz, speak your wish and it shall be granted."

"Garcia, we need your help," he moved closer to Derek on the ladder, lifting the phone more towards him, "we're trying to crack a safe in Eric's house, six digits, can you tell us what his real birth date was."

"Sure, sure, honey… that would be June twenty-first, seventy-three."

"... He was eight years older than me…" Spencer whispered to himself as Derek tried the new date and…

"Not that either. Any other important dates in Mason Maddox's life, baby girl?"

She typed for a few seconds before answering, "Maybe January eighteenth, ninety-seven? That's the day he made his new identity as Eric Watts."

"Nope," he sighed then turned to Spencer again, who was now just aimlessly staring at the floor, "maybe we should just wait for someone to come bust it open. Reid? Hey, kid, you still with me?"

Spencer closed his eyes as his heart sank to his stomach. It was obvious. "Try October twelfth, eighty-one."

There was a minute of tense silence, no one really wanting to breach this wall, but Derek said anyways, "That's your birthday."

"Yeah," he breathed, still not looking up from the floor, "try it."

Derek turned back to the safe, slowly inputting the six digits of Spencer's birthday, and turned the dial one last time. Spencer shut his eyes tight at the click that signaled they had cracked the code, and tried not to let the stinging in his eyes spill over into the sobs he could feel sneaking up on him.

"Why your-"

"He never missed a single one," he said, a little distantly, "called me every year we weren't together."

Derek just turned his head away again, not sure what he could say to help, and started digging through the safe.

"What's inside?"

"Woah…" Spencer finally looked up at that, a mixture of curious and worried crossing him.

"What?"

"Kid, I dunno if-"

"Just tell me what it is, Morgan!" He was getting a little short, he wanted everyone to stop treating him like he was fragile and just let him work the case.

"Alright," Derek sighed, but handed Spencer the file he had just been looking at, "but I don't know if it's a good idea." Spencer looked down at the file in his hands, hesitating. "Reid, it's still closed, so if you don't want to open it you don't have to. You can just hand it back to me."

He took a deep breath, contemplated what he really wanted to do and weighed all the outcomes in his mind, before looking up at Derek with a slight nod and opened the file. He instantly felt sick, betrayed, angry, he wanted to lash out but he kept flipping through. Inside were pictures upon pictures of brutal murders. Full eight by eleven sized photos of multiple different women being tortured, stabbed, bleeding. Pictures of the dump sites, pictures of these women before they were taken and after they were killed.

He could not believe what he was looking at, he didn't know why Eric would have these things locked up in a secret safe. Well, he did, but it was something he didn't want to have to admit, something he didn't want to have to accept.

He looked up at Derek once more, not able to say anything, then dropped the phone and file in his hand and ran out of the house. Derek didn't even have a chance to say anything or try to stop him before he was out of the pantry and gone.

He sighed, got down from the ladder, and grabbed up the file and phone Reid had dropped. Penelope was still on the line. "What happened?! Is our boy okay? What's in the file?! Oh god, Derek, tell me what's in the file."

"Our boy's not doing too well, baby girl," he started, gathering the photos and closed the file, "and according to the pictures we found in the file, it looks like Eric was a part of some very brutal murders."

"Oh… oh my god, poor Reid, oh…"

"Yeah, and I don't think there's much more we can do aside from just letting him work through it, and being here when he needs us. And breaking this case I'm sure will help too." He reached up inside the safe and pulled out something else. "Speaking of which, there's a laptop in here, baby girl. If I start it up do you think you can connect and unlock it? Start digging through his files?"

"Yes, absolutely."

"Alright," he stepped out of the pantry and into the kitchen, "you get that started and I've gotta make another call."

"I will call you back when I'm in."

Once she hung up, Derek dialed another number, not sure if he'd get an answer, but the call was answered immediately. "Reid?!"

"It's Morgan. You guys finished at Tyler Prince's place?"

"Yeah, he's not here. We're getting officers to go through the apartment now to try and figure out where he could be. How are things at Eric's place? Did you find anything?"

"Yeah, that's the reason why I'm calling," he hesitated a second, thinking back on what Rossi had said earlier, then said, "I think… I think I need you down here."

"Why? Is everything alright?"

Derek turned and looked to where Spencer had run out the back door. Hopefully David was right and this wasn't what he was worried it was.

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"He's not here." Hotch holstered his gun and turned to David who was doing the same. "If he is finished with his revenge list, he could be anywhere by now."

David nodded his agreement, "Let's get the officers and rip this place apart. Maybe we can find some hint as to where he may have gone."

They started heading outside to retrieve more officers when Aaron's phone started ringing in his pocket. He dug it out and upon seeing the caller ID answered immediately. "Reid?!"

"It's Morgan. You guys finished at Tyler Prince's place?"

"Yeah, he's not here. We're getting officers to go through the apartment now to try and figure out where he could be. How are things at Eric's place? Did you find anything?"

"Yeah, that's the reason I'm calling." Then Derek hesitated and Aaron's stomach dropped to the floor. He had been worried the moment Spencer's name flashed on his phone, he had told him to call if he needed anything, and then even more worried when it was Derek's voice he was met with instead of Spencer's. And now, he was sure there was something wrong. "I think… I think I need you down here."

"Why?" He was sure the panic in his voice was evident to a profiler like Derek, but he couldn't care to mask it right now, "Is everything alright?"

"It's Reid-"

"I'm on my way."

He slammed his phone shut, and without even a single word between them, both Aaron and David ran for the car.

With the sirens blasting, the lights on, and Aaron driving with the gas pedal practically floored, they made it to Eric's house in less than ten minutes. Aaron parked and jumped out of the car as fast as he could, taking the porch steps in two bounds, and was skidding to a halt in the kitchen when he saw Derek.

He looked up from where he was sitting at the laptop at the kitchen counter and said, "He's out back," and Aaron was gone before he could say much more.

David strolled in soon after, joining Derek in the empty bar stool at the counter, and Derek turned to him with a still skeptical look.

"It's all good, Morgan, just let Aaron handle this." Derek just turned back to the laptop, still not satisfied with the lack of information he was getting. "What did you find that freaked the kid out so much?'

He slid the file across the counter to him, not taking his eyes off the screen, "We found a safe hidden in the pantry and broke in. The first thing that kind of freaked him out was that the code for the safe was his birthday. Then I found that and this laptop inside. I told him he didn't have to look, but he did."

"He wants to see this through," David nodded to himself, knowing he would probably do the same as Spencer in his case, then flipped open the file. He instantly recoiled at the sight of some of the pictures in the file as he filtered through, then sighed and closed it. "I can see why this freaked him out. It looks like Eric, or rather Mason Maddox, was involved in some very dark murders."

Derek nodded, running a hand down his face and turning to David, "I feel bad for him. He thought he knew this guy, obviously felt a little something for him, and all those years he's been murdering people behind Spencer's back. I can't even imagine being in that position, especially as a profiler. The kid's probably beating himself up over this."

"You're probably right, though none of that is his fault. From the outside Eric seemed like a completely normal man." He then turned his attention to the laptop in front of Derek. "And what about this?"

"Nothing yet, but Garcia's working on it. Hopefully she can get it unlocked, there might be something on it to help us find Prince."

David sighed, looking out the back door where the two agents had disappeared, "I hope you're right, for the kids sake, he at least deserves the closure."

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Aaron ran out the back door as fast as he could looking for Spencer, but he was not in eyesight, so he bounded down the porch steps and into the backyard. Halfway across the lawn he heard the undeniable sounds of retching coming from behind the shed and ran to it.

Spencer was there, hunched over the bushes, heaving. Aaron hurried to him, wrapping one arm around his stomach while the other alternated between running fingers through his hair and rubbing his back. He helped him through it waiting until the heaving stopped and his legs gave out, and he let Spencer lean back against him as he softly lowered them to the ground.

Aaron leaned them against the shed, holding Spencer against his side while he clung to him and sobbed. But he didn't say anything, didn't ask what they had found that had upset him, he just waited. He let Spencer cry as long as he needed to, with his face buried deep in Aaron's shoulder, and held him tightly until he felt he was ready to talk.

"He killed people," he whispered, so quiet Aaron almost didn't catch it, before he lifted his head slightly, "Morgan found a safe and… there were pictures inside."

"Pictures of what?"

"Women, so many women," he sucked in a shuddering breath, "he tortured and killed them, and I never knew."

Aaron pulled Spencer close again, tucking him back into his neck, and running his fingers through his hair again. "You couldn't have known. Some of these people fit so well into society outside of their crimes, we would never know."

"I could have stopped him."

"It's not your fault," he turned his face to nose at the top of Spencer's head, "there was nothing you could have done."

He was quiet for another moment before whispering into his neck, "I feel so betrayed," and his sobs wracked up again.

"Hey," Aaron soothed, turning to wrap his other arm around him, "I know this is hard, and it's going to be for a while, but know that I am always here for you, and I will never betray you. No matter what, you will always have me."

He didn't say anything, just dug himself impossibly deeper into Aaron, and they stayed like that until then sun was starting to set and Spencer's sobs had finally died down.

Aaron was eventually able to get Spencer off the ground and guide him towards the house. Once inside, he asked Derek to take Spencer out to the cars and wait for them there. And without a word of argument after seeing the state of his friend, he grabbed up the laptop and left with Spencer under his arm.

Aaron watched them until they were out the front door then turned to David. "They found proof that Eric was killing people?"

He handed the file to Aaron who quickly looked through it, then closed it with a sigh. His heart bled for Spencer and ached to hold him again, tell him it was going to be okay, so he decided to hurry this along so he could try and do just that. "And the laptop Morgan took?"

"He found it in a safe along with that file. He's hoping Garcia can unlock it."

He nodded, then motioned for David to follow him out, "Let's all head back to the hotel for the night. I'm sure Prentis and JJ will have information to share with us as well, but we'll deal with all that back at the station tomorrow. Call them from the car?"

"Can do," David said, walking out with him, "and what about the kid? How's he doing?"

Aaron shook his head, "Not well, but can you blame him?"

"Not at all. He's actually held it together longer than most people would have," he turned to Aaron then, "you need to stick close to him, he's going to need you more now then before."

They were at the cars then, Aaron not even giving Derek the chance to argue, led Spencer to the passenger seat of his car then hopped in the drivers side. David guided a quite irate looking Derek to the other car, then both cars left the driveway heading for the hotel. Spencer didn't do much more the whole ride then look out the window, but Aaron held his hand the entire ride back. He needed Spencer to know that no matter what happened with this case, or how much worse it may get, he was not alone.

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They arrived at the hotel and went straight to their rooms. They didn't even bother stopping to see if Emily and JJ had arrived yet, Aaron had already decided whatever they had found could wait for tomorrow. His main concern right now was making sure Spencer was okay.

When they reached the hallway where their two rooms were side by side, Derek wasted no time in wrapping a protective arm around Spencer and sharply turning him towards their room. His key card was out before he even reached the door, and without a step of hesitation, the door was open and he was ushering Spencer inside.

Aaron stepped towards the door but Derek had placed himself firmly between him and Spencer, holding the door. "I'll make sure he gets some sleep, good night guys."

And with that firm dismissal, Derek closed the door. Despite the fact that Spencer's eyes never left Aaron's the whole time, and the fact that Aaron so desperately wanted to break the door down and take Spencer back, he couldn't. He didn't want to arouse any suspicion that there might possibly be something there, something between them, especially when they hadn't even had the chance to figure it out on their own yet. Not to mention that he didn't want to put any more stress on Spencer than he already had with this case, so he just resolved himself to turn around and head for his own room.

He all but stormed inside and then just stood, stock still, in the middle of the room with one hand over his face. All he wanted to do was get to Spencer, make sure he was okay and that he had the comfort he needed, but he couldn't do that with Derek as protective as he was. So all he could really do right now was sit in his room and stew.

David on the other hand, had plans of his own. He marched in after Aaron, going straight to his own bed and grabbing his go bag. He quickly packed his few belongings he had spread throughout the room, and walked past Aaron to the door.

"Where are you going?" Aaron asked as he turned back to face him.

"You two are killing me," he shook his head with the smallest hint of a grin, "so trust me on this one. You'll both thank me later."

Without any more explanation than that, he opened the door. And as he was halfway out he stopped, turned back, and said, "Also, I fully and wholeheartedly expect to be the first person invited to this wedding."

Aaron couldn't help but smile and even blush a little as David left. And if he let himself indulge in the thought of that while he stood there and waited, then that would be his own little secret.

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Derek was sitting on the edge of his bed, watching with horror as the young genius paced the room with an almost frantic sense. His movements were jolted and his fingers were taping wildly on the sides of his arms as he moved. And Derek, for all that he knew about Spencer, had no idea how to help him right now.

A sudden knock on the door had Derek up and moving, cautious as to not touch or disturb whatever trance Spencer was in, and he opened the door to find David. "Hey, Rossi," he looked down, eyeing the go bag in David's hand then back up with a raised brow, "Something happen? We going somewhere?"

"Not we, just the kid." He walked in past a still very confused Derek and grabbed Spencer's go bag from under his bed, handing it to him. "Up and attem, kid, let's go. The boss is waiting for you."

He had finally stopped his manic pacing and was now racing through the room to gather his things, not even giving a second thought to Derek as he tried several times to stop him. So instead, Derek turned on David, "What exactly is going on here?!"

"We're switching rooms," he shrugged as if it were obvious.

Derek huffed, shoulders tense, "I can see that, Rossi, but why? What's wrong with this one? Why can't he stay with me?"

"Aaron just wants to keep an eye on him, that's all," he tried to ease Derek's mind, but it didn't work.

So as Spencer came out of the bathroom, his now full go bag in hand and heading for the door, he stopped him and said, "Reid, are you sure Hotch isn't giving you a hard time?"

"I'm fine, Morgan, I promise." And he was out of his grasp and heading for the door.

"Kid, you're good with this?! You can stay here you know, I can keep an eye on you too without-" But he was gone, the door closing behind him as he practically ran down the hall. Derek just shook his head and turned back to David. "He really doesn't need to babysit him like this. Reid is fine, he'll be okay. I know this is a rough case for him, it would be for anyone in his situation, but he's got all of us to help him through this. Hotch does not need to keep him on a tight leash and make him feel like he's incapable. And I can make sure Reid's okay just as well as Hotch can."

"I know, Derek, I know you can, but it's not about that. Any of it," he tried to answer as calmly as he could in an attempt to being down Derek's anger, raising both hands to his shoulders, "just let it be, alright, it's not what you think."

"Rossi-"

"Let it go, Derek," he smiled and gave Derek's shoulders a squeeze, "it's nothing bad, Hotch is not giving Spencer a hard time, and he does not think Spencer is incapable of doing his job. The kid's fine, just let him be with Aaron right now."

"Not like I have much say anyways. The kid's already gone," he said, nodding towards the door, "is it me?"

Dave couldn't help but laugh a bit at that, patting Derek's cheek lightly as he replied, "It most definitely is not you."

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Since Dave had left, Aaron had also picked up a frantic pacing of his room. And when finally a knock came at the door, he rushed over to open it and let Spencer in.

He was standing in the doorway, go bag in his arms and looking anxious, worried, maybe even a little scared. All of which had Aaron concerned. He wanted to ease Spencer, not make it worse.

"I…" He started, looking down at his shuffling feet as he spoke, "Are you okay with this? Cuz if not I can-"

"I would prefer it this way, actually."

"Good," that brought a small smile to Spencer's lips, the first one Aaron had seen since the start of this case, "me too."

He walked past Aaron and inside the room, taking up the bed that was still made on the left. He quickly grabbed his pjs from his bag along with his toiletries, and excused himself to the bathroom to get ready for bed. Aaron followed suit after Spencer was finished, and when he came out, he hesitated at the edge of his bed for a moment.

He stood and stared at Spencer, Spencer staring right back. It was clear they both had something to say, but neither was sure if it would be okay to say it, worried the other would react in a way that might make things worse. So Aaron just turned away and broke the gaze, getting into bed.

They both said goodnight and Aaron reached between them to turn off the bedside lamp. He turned over, making every effort to try and sleep, but every thought on his mind went to Spencer, every part of his body itched to touch him and hold him like he had earlier. He wanted to run his fingers through his hair and comfort him, make sure Spencer knew that no matter what Aaron was here and he was not going anywhere. And what the hell, maybe David was right, he wouldn't know anything unless he asked.

"Hey, Reid," he turned back over and sat up, seeing Spencer was already in the same position as him, "I know today's been hard for you, so… so if you-" And before he could even finish his sentence, Spencer was up and out of his bed.

Aaron moved back and held the blankets up for Spencer to shuffle under beside him. Spencer had planned on leaving some space between them, not wanting to just barge into Aaron's personal space, and just happy to be in the same bed as him, but Aaron reached over and pulled him against his chest before he could. And Spencer wasn't going to complain or protest.

Aaron laid on his back, tucking Spencer tight against him, his head under his chin and Aaron's arms wrapped tightly around him. Spencer sunk into the warmth and comfort of Aaron's body, digging his nose into his neck and breathing in the smell that was only Aaron, that smell that Spencer found the most comforting thing in the world, and he finally felt himself relaxing for the first time since they landed in California.

They laid like that for some time, just content being together. Aaron ran his fingers through Spencer's hair, whispering to him over and over again the same thing, until he finally heard Spencer's breathing even out and he knew he was asleep. And once more, before he fell asleep himself, he whispered right against Spencer's ear, "I've got you, and I promise I will never let you go."

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A/N: Lots of Hotch and Reid together in this chapter! Let me know what you think <3

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