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Hello!
Thought I should write a small introduction post, just to make things clear for both myself and possibly others :]
About me:
I go by either Lapelle or Void
Pronouns: She/Her and They/Them
Posts are rare for me, I mostly talk in reblog language ;]
But when I do post my own thoughts (lmao), it’s under #calls from the void tag :]. (Reblogs with me adding something to the post may be tagged like this too.)
Aaand if something is relatable to me or just so uuuuh me-core (is that what we call it these days??) it’s tagged #void hoards posts :].
I love organizing tags! I have a whole system! It's not the best, but it's down there!
I reblog about dream smp, my chemical romance, and some other random things! Mostly about the first one!
I do not support Wilbur Soot, the creator, and I make a clear distinction between characters and creators who play them. This goes for other abusive ex-dsmp members. If you want to discuss the character solely, feel free to do so, but from now on I will not be mentioning such content creators here. c!Wilbur is our collective OC from now on <3 Remember to always support the victims <3.
AO3 info:
I write Dream SMP fanfiction on ao3! Link to my ao3 is here <3 
As for now, I probably won’t make any updates until I finish high school; school is really important for me and is my priority, lucky for you, this hiatus will end only in a few months! *proceeds to cry from stress /lh*
Sideblogs:
Dracula Daily Sideblog (I only reblog dd stuff there recently and it will rather stay that way): @happy-for-harkers
The Sims 4 Sideblog (if you're interested in what I will download from cc and etc.): @bubblegum-voideity
Taylor Swift/Swiftie Sideblog (I like having a separate blog for Tay-Tay only <3): @ruined-my-life-by-not-being-mine
Also,
This introduction post is meant to be updated as the time goes by! If anything about my blogs form changes, it will probably appear here sooner or later!
[Stuff focusing on the tagging system on my blog, if you're interested/looking for something, it's all under the cut!]
Tags on the blog ;]:
[I am not writing down everything, just the most important stuff!]
Mcyt/Dream smp:
I have been in the mcyt/dream smp fandom for 2 years now, and it’s probably the biggest part of my blog, except for Dracula daily. Mcyt/dream smp was the main purpose of this blog as well, sharing memes and art from this fandom, sometimes my own things, so expect exactly that, all tagged in a way that isn't meant to be confusing, but it is to me sometimes (lmao). First of all, everything is tagged with either #mcyt or #dream smp. My system starts from there, so if you search for fanart or fanfiction use i.e. #mcyt fanart or #dream smp fanfiction. It's also in regard to other smps, but dream smp is my main thing. It gets bit more specific with the streamers/characters. I usually try to distinguish both, so if you're looking for i.e. c!technoblade specifically, not technoblade (I don't tag with "cc!" before the name) tag #c!technoblade. It's the same for all the other streamers/characters. I tag groups (like sbi or syndicate), duos, and ships the same way. [Example for fanart/fanfiction: #[insert streamer] and #[insert streamer] fanart or #[insert streamer] fanfiction. It works the same for characters.] Sometimes I'll tag a particular event, but that is quite rare. Things are usually grouped under specific streamers or characters only. [Example: #c!tommyinnit finale. Yes, it is weirdly specific. I like it that way.] Mcc is just #mcc. I'm terrible at recognizing which mcc is which T_T even if there are tags about it. Yes.
My Chemical Romance
I love them. I have been listening to them for 4/5 years (I do not remember lmao). They're obviously gonna be here. Basics first, #my chemical romance and #my chemical romance fanart. Next, I specify which album is which, so that would be i.e. #danger days and #danger days fanart. Another next, I tag band members the same way, so #gerard way and #gerard way fanart. See, easy peasy! I try to tag songs too, but that doesn't always work for me - these are usually under videos from tour. But! Hold onto albums, trust me.
Dracula Daily
A take for sure: I keep all of my old dracula and dracula daily related things here. I'm sorry, it's just easier for me that way. Maybe I will move it someday, but all of the new stuff goes on my dracula (and hopefully someday classics/gothic literature) sideblog: @happy-for-harkers However in terms of the tags here: it's the same thing as before! #jonathan harker and #jonathan harker fanart. I did try to also tag the dates, i.e. #19 july, but not every post gets that treatment.
Thanks for reading or something :] I actually can't believe someone read it lmao, have a hug after that journey *hugs*.
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The Red-Eyed Lied (SagAqua Human!AU) ch. 5
Warnings: ESL grammar, food, alcohol, smoking, NSFW jokes, I live in a small town with no library
Word count: 2371
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Chapter 5: Immersion
   “The original plan was”, Veto spoke up as we head to the twins’ room that afternoon. “When Caleb’s roommate calls for his usual alcohol errand boy, we connect him to Dragon instead. He’s the principal… Oh no, don’t worry, he’s chill. It won’t get him kicked out if he’s smart but it’ll still be hilariously awkward.”
    “Wow”, I replied, not sure what to say. “You guys know how to do that?”
    “We have our ways”, Quinn told me, quickening his pace.
    “And how do you guys get all the information to this?”
    “Well, I’m an errand boy in this school as well, so I know ‘im”, Sag said with a smile. “People pay me to sneak out and buy ‘em stuff from shops around here, except I don’t buy alcohol like Caleb’s does. Everything else is from our ‘dataminer’, Oliver. He’s one of the guys in charge of the lakehouse trade and has lots of connection.”
    “The only thing stopping you from buying alcohol is your wrong fake ID and your baby face”, Quinn chimed in, snickering.
    Sag rolled his eyes. I stifled a laugh.
    We finally reached their dorm room, situated in the second floor of a different building from mine and Sag’s. I didn’t know what I was expecting. Theirs was a bit larger than any room here I’ve visit, with painted walls that actually isn’t peeling off and furnitures that looks like they didn’t come from an abandoned backyard. No offense, Sag, I love you and I love your couch.
    “You’ve even got a balcony!” I exclaimed, running towards it to check out the view. “And close route to the bathroom! And an actual working fan! Fuck you!”
    They both laughed, plopping down to the (nicer) bottom bunk bed. Sag walked over to me and looked out of the balcony as well. You can barely see the lake from here, but the main school building and one of the neighbouring girls’ dorm are visible.
    “Nice place, huh?” Sag said, as if he owns the place.
    “I’m still wondering what kind of privilege these guys have to end up here”, I retorted.
    “This room is originally for exchange students, but we never even have one, so we claimed it. Oh, and the furnitures are ours”, Quinn explained, stretching and laying down. “Aaand our parents are members of the board. Aaaaand we’re rich.”
    “Wow. My parents won’t even get me McDonalds when they’re out”, I said.
    “Anyways”, Veto got up, pulling out a wheeled whiteboard from behind their closet. “About the plans… We need to brainstorm a prank that can compare to what he did to Aquarius. Quinn?”
   Quinn didn’t move from his position. “Yeah, that. Hmm. Well, the best way to find a personalized prank is look for inspirations from the target’s routine, since it’s meant to be surprising. Is he doing anything special soon?”
   “Y’know Michelle from History class?” Sag went to the nearby couch and sat down. I joined him. “Samesh said he was invited to a Richard party hosted by her this Friday… or Saturday? Well, guess who’s gonna DJ? Caleb.”
    “Oh yeah, we knew about that.”
    “Wanna call the police on them or some shit?”
    “That’s gonna involve innocent people… Even if they’re Richards. And it’s too simple.”
    “Also it kinda broke the first Millennium rule.”
    “Doesn’t pranking in general broke the first Millennium rule?”
    All three of them turn their heads towards me. I looked around awkwardly.
    “I mean”, I began. “You’re basically interfering with someone’s daily lives. Not that I don’t like pranking and appreciate you guys doing this to avenge me or anything.”
    “The rule’s unofficial, it… doesn’t have to be black and white, and… Uh, nevermind, I have no defense”, Veto muttered, writing some points about the Richard party on the whiteboard. “It’s just fun to do.”
    Quinn yawned loudly. “Maybe the biggest prank of all is that we come to the party and have fun with the Richards. He would never expect that. We’d blow all his expectations and he’d be so embarrassed he’s wrong. I’m a fucking genius. Veto, write that down.”
    “Quinn…”
    “I’m joking”, the blue-eyed twin quickly said when he caught Sag glaring at him.
    “I’ll put that as Plan E, just because”, Veto retorted.
    “Seriously?!”
    “God, then help come up with something, Kieron!”
    Sag bit on his nails. “…We can switch out his songs to somethin’ completely different?”
    “Predictable, hard to manage in a few days, but classic and appreciated. Thanks Sagittarius”, Veto wrote it on the board as Plan D. Sag visibly rolled his eyes. I gave him a pat.
    “Do you have anything, smartypants?” Veto questioned, turning to me.
    “Yeah, can you hack stuff?” Quinn added.
    “A bit, but nothing really useful”, I replied. Besides, I do robotics all day, not practicing my hacking skills. “I tried to think of something outside the box, but it’s going to sound really… dumb.”
    “Oh, dumb ideas are good”, Sag said. “Make it so dumb he’ll never see it comin’.”
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    “It takes ‘bout a day for Oliver to datamine what we’ll need, so in the meantime we’re just gonna go shopping for our materials”, Sag told me after we returned to our own dorm later on that day without the twins. “C’mon, we’ll pay the lakehouse a visit.”
    The twins wanted me to have “experience”, so they keep telling me to tag along Sag. But we haven’t even been back for 5 minutes, yet he’s already pulling me out of the room again, and out of the building. We made our way towards the woods across from the lake I’ve been curious about. It was a bit of a walk, having to go around the lake, and the woods are even worse, as the ground is anything but flat and there’s always some tree root sticking out to trip anyone who pass. I’d probably get lost pretty quickly without Sag.
    “So, no teacher ever caught you guys in here?” I broke the silence.
    “Well, the lake and everything else beyond that is actually not the school’s properties, so they’re technically not responsible for whatever we do ‘ere after school hours end.”
    “What a school.”
    “Yeah, but some of the more caring guys like Tiger checks around the lake every now and then. He’s never gone deep into the woods though. Afraid to get lost, probably.”
    Sag, who noticed me struggling with keeping up, stopped and offered his hand with a smile. I smiled back and took it.
    Finally, we reached the old abandoned farmhouse they keep referring to as the lakehouse. I don’t even see a lake. Maybe it’s deeper in the woods. There were some other people there, but Sag didn’t let go of my hand. I don’t mind. This feels pretty nice. A few people were chatting close by, group of people smoking were sitting at the porch, and there’s a guy asleep on a tree.
“…Okay, it’s actually only active on weekends”, Sag told me.
    We walked towards the porch. I watched the smokers blow smoke rings and do tricks and compare them to each other’s. One of them caught me. “Do you want one or something?”
    “…Can I?”
    “Oh God”, Sag said. “Aqua, it’s better for ya’ if ya’ don’t start.”
    “We’re gonna die soon anyways, Archibald”, the girl who offered me one retorted, helping me light the cigarette in my mouth. “Just don’t try it for the second time if you’re afraid of becoming addicted. That’s when you start reconsidering it and adapting… Personal experience.”
    I inhaled. Oh, and then I was coughing. Pretty hard. I collapsed on my knees and held my throat, wheezing.
    Everyone but Sag seems to be laughing. I was still gasping for breath. Now Sag is panicking. He asked me if I need some water. I told him I need death.
    At least these guys don’t need to be worrying about me trying it the second time and becoming addicted then. I’m never doing that again. Don’t smoke kids.
     Slightly leaning against Sag for support, he helped me in. Inside the lakehouse, there was only a single guy there. He looks like the kind of guy that would punch everybody in the room. He sat on a recliner that looks like it will fall apart anytime soon, his legs propped on a dusty coffee table next to a laptop and an ashtray, while blowing out smoke rings to the ceiling. Of course.
    “If you’re looking for Oliver, he’s in his room. Jacking off, probably”, he spoke when we approached close.
    “Actually Mered, I’m wondering if there’s anyone who’s got a shit ton of sugar for caramel on your list. I’ve got stuff to buy”, Sag replied. Mered sat up straight with an eyebrow raised. Then he reached for the laptop, placed it on his lap, and began scanning the screen (from the reflection on his glasses, it seems to be an excel file). Well, at least this guy doesn’t question much about what we’re up to.
    “…Nope, you have to go grocery shopping yourself. But Frankie from your building’s got some caramel popcorn, that’s pretty close. He’s in room 14”, Mered finally said after a while.
    “Seriously, nothing? What about anything sweet?”
    “Archibald, you know these depressed teenagers only live off coffee, instant food and underage drinking. Hm, but Casey from building 2, room 9 has got bubblegum ‘to sneak in in class’. Sam from building 3, room 2’s got a month old apples to get rid of, those are sweet… if she keeps them in a fridge. Zoey from building 3, room 17 has tea, but I don’t think they’re up for sale, just trade. She’s looking for… Uh, booze. Amazing. That’s pretty early during the school year.”
    Sag sighed. “Well, whatever, going out it is. I have to pick up some pads and ice cream for Cadence anyway.”
     “And two packs of the usual for me. Get them by tomorrow”, The redhead in front of him added, motioning to his cigarette and taking out some money from his pocket. Sag took the money, but Mered’s gaze drifted towards his other hand holding mine.
     “Cute catch. But he looks too tame for you, in my opinion.”
     “We’re just friends” “Gee, thanks”, Sag and I quickly said simultaneously. Also what the hell is that supposed to mean? Too tame? I’ve been rigging vending machines my whole life. What can you do, blow smoke rings in people’s faces and not cough your lungs out?
    Mered just rolled his eyes. “Don’t call me squealing when you jinxed it.”
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    At school the next day, gossip seems to have spread a bit, because everyone I come across in the halls threw me pity looks. Well, at least I’m not a subject of laughter, I guess. Some sneered, but Sag said they’re just Richards. Even Cancer greeted me as if he’s going to a funeral… My funeral. He seems embarrassed in my place. I quietly told him not to worry with a pat.
    Aside from the stares, Sag and I have been avoiding Caleb nonstop. We don’t always have classes together, but everyone else helped me in other ways, such as Libra who diligently saves me a seat near him. What an angel.
    “Can you guys go deliver this to Oliver today?” Quinn said in a quiet voice during lunchtime, handing Sag a hardcover book. The cafeteria is pretty noisy, so I don’t know why he even bothered.
    “What’s that?” I asked, pointing to the book with my fork.
    “Uh, Watership Down”, Sag replied, reading the cover. “Oliver helps out in the school library all afternoon today, right when we have study hour after this. Libra also helps there sometimes.”
    Okay, but this is such a random timing. Is this how the librarian dataminer receive payment? Having people return books on time? That’s actually believable.
    “What about the party plan an’ stuff?” The purple-haired guy next to me turned back to them.
    “Oh, he sent in everything already”, Veto answered while texting, barely touching his salad from before. “Exact schedule, address of place, guest list, which people from Millennium are gonna help set-up, dresscode, even menu – down until every booze. Oliver’s insane.”
    “Holy shit. Are you sure he’s trustable?” I can’t help but wonder. Insane is right.
    “Yeah, his shitty ex was a Richard, so he hates them. Besides, he’s been working with us for a year, and the dude knows we pay… There. I told him you guys are coming. Now shoo and take that book far with you.”
    Fortunately, none of the teachers here give a damn about what we do during study hour, so when the next hour start, Sag and I slipped off from class easily. The library is located in a different building, and on the walk there I was surprised by Sag suddenly grabbing my hand.
    “Um…”
    “Ah! S-Sorry, haha… It just seems right to do now, y’know?” He quickly said, all flustered, immediately letting go. Well, we did come back to our room still holding hands yesterday.
    “No, no, it’s fine! I was just a bit surprised”, I assured, grabbing his. “Come on.”
    The library is perhaps the most depressing and non-liveliest place in this godforsaken school. There’s like one or two people not including the librarian himself, typing away something at the computer on the checkout desk. This is Oliver, I suppose. Sag waste no time chatting and handed him Watership Down without a word.
    “I’ve been expecting you two. Thank you for returning your book on time.”
    Oliver looked up with a subtle smile that makes me feel like being in Who Wants to Be a Millionaire, and he’s enjoying my psychological torment. He flipped through the book quickly and slipped a white envelope from inside it into his pocket very swiftly. Then he stamped the book and stuff, before slipping it into the to-be-put-back tray.
    “This is a bit ridiculous. Can’t you guys just use PayPal or something?” I whispered.
    “Immersion, Tinia”, Oliver scoffed. “Immersion. Look, whatever it is you’re doing in that party, make sure you do a good job of it. That wine balloon prank is just distasteful.”
    “Will do, Sir”, Sag smirked and saluted, pulling me back to class.
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((Hey, sorry it’s been a while! I’m living as a NEET for the time being, so I might as well try to finish this. Oliver and Mered were supposed to be Scorpibra and Scorpittarius cusps.))
((…BTW sorry for the awkward pacing in this chapter. I haven’t written anything for months rip))
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