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sholangagaga · 9 months

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Wait I thought that everyone knew in canon that Bonnie was decommissioned?

This is gonna be a long answer so I'll put it under the cut. Very slight spoilers to an easter egg in Ruin

Apparently there's some confusion about this in the fandom but to reiterate to everyone who doesn't know; No one knows that Bonnie was shattered and is still within the Pizzaplex

No one.

Not the technicians, not Fazbear Entertainment, not the other animatronics.

To everyone in canon, Bonnie just up and disappeared one day under mysterious circumstances.

But Lonnie! you ask, your eyes innocent and wide. That doesn't make any sense! How could a giant 7ft robot disappear???

Well, according to what we learn in Ruin, he didn't actually disappear. We as the audience know where he is and know what happened to him. Everyone else? They have NO clue.

Your first key in to this is when Gregory first sees Vanny and tries to inform Freddy. To which Freddy responds with There are no rabbits at the Mega Pizzaplex. Not anymore.

We've already seen the animatronics go through hell and back and still be functioning. We've also see how FazEnt is REALLY unwilling to change or fully decommission animatronics because of how much it'll cost unless something impossible to cover up happens (Ie. the Missing Children Incident, The Bite of 83 and The Bite of 87)

As far as we knew, Bonnie hadn't done anything that drastic. None of the Glamrocks have, so what on earth could warrant him not only being fully decommissioned, but also completely wiped from the face of the Pizzaplex?

We get the answer to this question in bits and pieces throughout SB in the form of the dufflebag notices. There are two (three if you're annoying like me) very interesting ones that allude to Bonnie's fate.

Re-Theme, MISSING, and Monty Mischief

What do all of these have in common?

Well, they tell a story, albeit a very patchy one, but a story nonetheless.

Now, its important to note here that while Bonnie was still active (either as a band member or after his retirement) Monty Golf was very much an established attraction. This means that Monty wasn't made or pushed into the Pizzaplex to replace Bonnie outright. He was just another animatronic who spent his time in his own little place and did his own thing.

In Monty Mischief, we learn about how we're to stop Monty.

ERRANT BEHAVIOR REPORT - Monty didn't show up for the main stage performance again. We found him in the same place we always do, the catwalks over Monty Golf. We can't have a repeat of last month. Someone hit the hole in one and the hurricane bucket knocked him down. Both legs were broken and required emergency parts and service work.

Monty heads onto the catwalk every now and then, which is dangerous for him because the catwalks are prefaced by the blasters and Hurricane bucket. So, Monty is in danger of getting whacked off the catwalk and getting damaged.

In MISSING, we get our first clue into what happened to Bonnie on his final night active

SECURITY REPORT - 12:24AM - Bonnie is seen leaving his green room in Rockstar Row heading East towards the atrium. 2:40AM - Bonnie enters the East Arcade. 4:12AM - Bonnie enters Monty Golf.

Now this notice doesn't explain much. But once you look deeper into it, you start to find some odd tidbits within the notice that doesn't make much sense.

At nearly 12:30am, Bonnie left his green room and headed East towards the Atrium (which is the big squarish space in the center of the Pizzaplex) To explain it better cause the map is a big nondescriptive, the Atrium is that huge area with the main stage and all of the tables that leads to each attraction

Bonnie went EAST (or right) from Rockstar Row (which is the area right above the Atrium, where all of the animatronics themed rooms are) So assuming he was standing in his green room and he walked out, he would have walked down the rightmost path, where Roxy Raceway and Bonnie Bowl are located. (On the map, that would be the lefthand side. I know, that's confusing directions wise, but it would have been HIS right being the MAP'S left)

He went towards and entered the East Arcade (which would be Fazcade according to the map. The West Arcade is the Super Starcade)

Now, Bonnie left his room at 12:24 and got to the Fazcade at 2:40. That's almost 2 hours and 16 minutes of movement time.

Now we as the audience know that it doesn't take 2 and a half hours to clear a straight walking path. Gregory (and even Freddy) can clear that distance in less that 30 in game minutes. So what took Bonnie so long?

Normally I would say that maybe he was being stopped by kids or something, but this was well after closing. There shouldn't have been any kids or autograph opportunities, and unless Bonnie was walking at a snail's pace or in slow motion, it shouldn't have taken him so long to get to the Fazcade.

The next time stamp is even weirder. At 4:12am, Bonnie entered the Monty Golf (Directly across from Roxy Raceway on the righthand side of the map while below it is the Daycare)

It took Bonnie an extra 1 hour and 32 minutes to round the rest of the Pizzaplex (assuming he didn't stop and do something in the Fazcade) and end in the Monty Golf. And then from there, the name of the transmission is "missing" and there are no further time stamps, implying that Bonnie never left Monty Golf after that point and there are no further reads on his location.

So, he spent 3 hours and 48 minutes going to two specific points on the map only to vanish without a trace.

The next notice, Re-Theme, we get a bit of the aftermath of Bonnie's disappearance.

MANAGEMENT REPORT - The bowling alley needs a re-theme. While most of the Bonnie art was removed, kids keep asking, 'Where's Bonnie?' Do we have an officially approved response?

This is a notice from management themselves. Apparently, even though Bonnie hasn't been active for a while at this point, there still isn't a company approved response for WHERE he is. Not what happened to him, WHERE he could be. This means that after Bonnie entered Monty Golf according to the timestamp and never left, they must've searched the area and ended up being unable to find him, which led to them quickly changing gears and throwing Monty forward to take over. (Which is another discussion all together, I personally don't believe Monty hurt Bonnie, despite what the game wants you to believe)

In Ruin, we see what became of Bonnie and where he actually was after all of this time.

In the rundown Bonnie Bowl at the end of the alley, there's a sign that fell to block off the pin mechanisms against the alley wall. Deactivating all of the patpats (Wet Floor Signs) in the Ruin campaign will cause the sign to be removed, leading to a little rabbit (haha) hole. Going through the hole leads to a storage/recycling area for the bowling balls (I'm not bowling alley literate, its that machine that catches the balls and sends them back to the sleeve thing near the seating/scoring area so you can get your ball back)

And, laying there amidst the ruined machinery and surrounded by four patpats, is Glamrock Bonnie

He's apparently been there for a while, but he looks relatively untouched from the decay and ruination of the other animatronics (probably because he wasn't moving around and instead was completely stationary) ((some people mention how he seems to be missing his endoskeleton/major machinery but this post isn't about what happened to him/how he was shattered, this is just about his disappearance and subsequent location))

The fact that Bonnie has just been laying here, untouched, his only company being a few bear-eared patpats, means that NO ONE knew he was back here. If the technicians or FazEnt knew he was back here, they would have repaired him. And we KNOW that they could repair him from any state of disarray or damage because we've seen and heard of this happening before (Monty with his broken legs, Vanessa mentioning to Freddy how they can "slap his shell onto another endo" if he keeps misbehaving)

And even if Bonnie couldn't be repaired enough to take the main stage again, they could at least repair his shell or make him a permanent fixture at the Bonnie Bowl and complete retire him without leaving him in the back of a bowling alley to rot away.

Now how he got back there, I've got a few theories but again, that's another post for another day. But it's a bit sad to learn that Bonnie never really disappeared. He'd been injured in some way and went back to his home to basically die, and no one knows what happened to him. Not even Freddy, who loved and misses him so much, who probably would have been so happy to learn that Bonnie was right there the whole time and all they needed to do was repair him

But he doesn't know.

No one knows.

And since that scene is an easter egg and not an actually scripted story event, there's a very good chance that no one will ever know Bonnie's final resting place.

And that's so very sad

#i feel ALOT for this big ass rabbit #i hate how sb did him in #but at the same time im glad we got some form of closure #even if no one else did #god just imagining how freddy would feel #he probably assumes bonnie just left or went somewhere else #he probably never once thought that bonnie was injured or dead #and still in the pizzaplex no less #sad stuff man #fnaf security breach #security breach #fnaf #shoucan says #five nights at freddy's #shooting the shit with shoucan #fnaf ruin dlc #ruin dlc #fnaf ruin #security breach ruin

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imagines-books · 2 months

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Surprise - Quinn Hughes

Quinn Hughes x fem!Reader

Summary: Long distance can be hard on couples, but what happens when that struggle is no longer there.

Quinn and I's relationship has had its ups and downs and downs over the years. We met in our freshman year at University of Michigan, and you could say it was love at first sight. We met at a party and I bumped into him and spilt my drink all over his shirt. That's where our love story started.

When Quinn got drafted in 2018 I was beyond happy for him and was so proud he was chasing his dreams. A couple days after the draft is when it started to sink in that he would be leaving to go to Vancouver, and I would stay in Michigan. We both tried to spend as much time together as we could, but with school, Quinn's hockey, and my volleyball it got hard to spend time together. We didn't give up though we made it work.

When Quinn left I cried for days and did not leave my room until my coach told me if I did not show up for practice I was going to be cut and my scholarship would be pulled. I tried to be happy but without Quinn it felt nearly impossible. Little did I know that Quinn felt exactly the same way.

We called, texted, and face timed each other as much as we could but it still was not enough for either of us. We were both struggling without the other. Long distance was not going well at all, but we weren't ready to give each other up any time soon.

I was sitting in my dorm trying to motivate myself to do homework but all I could think about was Quinn and how much I missed him. All of a sudden my phone started ringing and I saw it was Quinn requesting to face time me. I threw my notebook off of my lap and picked up my phone as fast as I could. When I picked up I saw Quinn's smiling face.

"Hey" I mumbled while smiling. He just smiled right back at me and said "Hi sweetheart". That just made me blush more than I already was. So I did the only thing I could think of and that was hide my face away from the camera.

I heard him let out a laugh and say "don't hide your pretty face from me I want to see you". Again I blushed again and I think I this point my face was as red as a tomato. I look at the camera again and say "then stop making me blush" he just grinned and said "but it's cute when you blush". I just gave him a look and he just smiled at me.

I just looked at him through my phone wishing I was in his arms aright now, but I knew that was not possible at the moment. I asked him how his day was and he asked the same, and we just started talking about random things both listening to each other and enjoying this time we got even though it was over the phone.

It was now about 12:30am and I was getting really tired but tried not to show it, but of course Quinn noticed. He looked at me with a look and said "baby you need to go to sleep I know you have not been sleeping well I can see it in your face". I just pouted at him and said "it's been hard sleeping without you next to me, I miss you so much it hurts". He sent me a sad smile and said "I know baby it's the same for me, but you need to sleep. I'll stay on the phone with you all night just try to get some sleep please, I'm worried about you". The last thing I wanted was for Quinn to be worried about me so I nodded my head and got comfy in my blankets just listening to Quinn talk, and I was asleep within minutes.

I woke up the next morning feeling the best I have in a while. I looked at my phone seeing I had a text from Quinn and an email for the administration office. I looked at the text first and it said "Good morning baby I had to go to practice this morning so I had to hang up the phone, I'll call you later. I love you so much!!" I smiled at the text and responded with "thank you for doing that for me last night that was the best sleep I had since you left. I'll talk to you later, I love you more!"

I then went to go check the email from the administration office. The email read,

Dear Ella Star,

We are reaching out to you to let you know that your diploma is ready to be picked up. I know this might be a confusing email but we were looking at some credits that seemed to have gotten lost by your high school when it burnt down, but according to those records you have enough credits to graduate early with a full degree. Because graduation has already passed you won't get to walk across the stage and we are hoping that is ok. Congratulations on this huge accomplishment and we wish you the best.

Sincerely, the administration team.

I just looked at the email for about five minutes until realizing I can move in with Quinn now. We planned for me to do this after I graduated next year but it seems that I graduated early. So I texted his mom and asked if there was any way she could help me with surprising Quinn because she was in Vancouver with him.

Mama Hughes

You - this text

Ellen (mama Hughes) - this text

Hi Ellen. I just Found out someAmazing news and It's the I ended up Graduating early Because of some Lost credits from My high school. I decided to move In with Quinn early And was hoping to Surprise him. Is There any way you Could help me out With that?

Hi sweety! I absolutely Can help you out he's Going to be so happy. When were you planning To be up here by?

I was planning To be up there By Saturday. So two days.

Ok he has an afternoon Practice on Saturday. I just booked you a plane Ticket just bring a suitcase Or two and we can move Your stuff up here later.

Thank you Ellen For helping me With this. I can't Wait to see him. And now live with Him.

He is going to be so Happy that your with Him for good. I'll pick You up at the airport

Thank you Ellen! See you then.

Fast forward to Saturday.

I just landed in Vancouver and am now in the car with Ellen driving to Quinn's apartment. I was so happy to be here and could not wait to see him,we had been apart for seven months. Ellen told me his practice ended at 3:00 and it was 2:30 at the moment so I went had about an hour to get back to his apartment.

When we finally got there because of stupid traffic it was 3:15 and Quinn was supposed to be home by 4:00. I had time so I brought both my very large suitcases up to his apartment which was on the top floor, so thank the lord he had an elevator in his building.

His mom and I just sat in the kitchen talking and catching up when we heard keys in the door. I stood up fast as went to go hide behind the door. He walked in looking tired and sore. He saw his mom standing there with her phone pointed at him and he was confused.

"Why are you filming" he said. His mom just looked at him and said "how about you turn around and you will find out. He just looked at her confused but did what she said and turned around to see me standing there with my arms open.

He did a double take not believing I was standing there in front of him. When he came to his sense he took a big step towards me and wrapped me in his arms tight, picking me off of the ground. The words he was repeating while kissing my head were "omg" "you're here" "I missed you so much" and "I love you".

He put me down and cupped my face and kissed me hard. After he pulled away after about 20 seconds after realizing his mom was still there. He looked at me while still cupping my face with tears in his eyes, and said "I can't believe you're here. How long are you here for". You smiled at him and said "for good, I'm here for good. I will explain everything later, for now I just want to go lay down and cuddle while we watch a movie". He smiled and picked me up throwing me over his shoulder and heading towards his room.

He threw me on his bed and played down right on top of me wrapping his arms around my waist after handing me the remote. I put my hands in his hair and started playing with it and he just hummed. I smiled and said "you can go to sleep Quinny, I'll be right here when you wake up". He responded with "you promise". I kissed his head and said "Yes, I promise". Soon after I said that he was asleep still laying on top of me as I still played with his hair. I was asleep not long after him. I fell asleep with a smile on my face, I was finally back with my other half.

#quinn hughes #nhl hockey #nhl imagine #nhl players #hughes brothers #43 #hockey #imagine #surprised #romance

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omogod · 1 year

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HOLDING REPORT (12/12/22)

Started holding at 6:30pm on 12/12/22.

Ended holding at 4:08am on 13/12/22.

Had needed a good amount of stress relief from everything going on lately, and wanted a more productive wetting than the most recent one I had done before, when it turned into more of a real accident! (spoiler alert: Aoife never learns her limits and they all turn into real accidents.)

Didn’t feel anything for about the first hour or so, was just casually browsing omo tumblr or reading AO3 omo stories. (6:30pm - 7:30pm)

Around hour two, I felt an ever so slight urge in my bladder, but mostly just reminder that I had one more than I needed to use it. Was still reading omo fics at this point, but also writing some omo stories, and planning some future holds. (7:30pm - 8:30pm)

Hour three, I got bored. I took a long walk around my town. Luckily, I live in a rural Irish village, so no one was going to see me, especially at night. I roamed through some of the empty fields to kill some time, sipping on bottle of water as I perused through.

Walk ended up being about three hours. I could definitely feel it getting much worse now. The cold didn’t help with aiding my need, and I definitely should have wrapped up warmer. Lost two leaks as a wave of desperation hit me when a cold wind flew my direction. (8:30pm - 11:30pm)

Got home and sat in my kitchen and watched whatever random stuff is on TV at nearly midnight.

Decided to scroll multiple NSFW art sites for pictures and comics of omorashi. Went down a dangerous rabbit hole of comics and spent about an hour scrolling through, whilst my need grew exponentially and I jiggled about. (00:30am - 01:30am)

Half 1 hit and I was at about an 8. I had my legs crossed together tightly and my bladder was screaming for some kind of pressure release.

I had to spurt some out onto a towel just to take the edge off otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to continue the hold.

As we all know, taking the ‘edge’ off of a full bladder never works, and by 1am, I felt like I was going to explode. I had drunk about 1500ml at this point.

I managed to hold on for about another 45 minutes by scrolling through omo tumblr again, and grinding a pillow to help temporarily numb my desperation. (1:30am - 2:15am)

By half 2, there was a decently sized wet patch on grey panties, and I was bursting for the loo.

I knew that I had to hold this longer because I had sworn to make the hold ten hours. This was obviously a huge mistake and a very ambitious goal. By 3am, my panties had felt atleast two more hot spurts of piss, and a third leak that I nearly couldn’t stop.

By half three, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had made a large wet patch in the bed and felt like I was holding back an inevitable river. I grabbed a towel and placed it in between my legs incase I leaked.

Begrudgingly, I shoved my legs together and went downstairs again, towel shoved tightly in between my shaking legs. I decided that the best place to wet would be my back garden so I ventured outside, but for some reason (or because I’m fucking stupid) I decided to also take a walk around the fields behind my garden before coming back to wet.

Turns out that navigating fields at nearly 4am, bursting to piss, whilst drunk, in the middle of a pitch black Irish winter might, is not the best idea.

Maybe these ideas spawned because atleast 500ml of what I had taken was alcohol. At least.

I was definitely under the influence by this point.

Rational and sober me would have just used damage control. Squat down where you are, take a piss, now you have enough concentration to try and get home.

Not drunk Aoife, she has one singular brain cell.

I continued on, clutching my crotch with the willpower of Satan himself and tried to march my way back into the general direction of my cottage.

Fair props to drunk me, I did end up at least walking in the right direction back to my garden. However..

I managed to walk about another 5 minutes through the fields before a rush of pain and desperation flooded me (haha pee joke) and I literally was bent over in pain, holding myself like I would die if I peed.

Obviously this didn’t work, and a wave of desperation turned to leaking, then to spurting, then to losing control completely and emptying nearly a 10 hour hold right onto a poor patch in my field.

I checked my watch and it was 4:08am.

I managed to hold it for 9 hours and 38 minutes!

This is the most I’ve held drunk in a while, but if wasn’t 10 hours so I was a bit annoyed. I’m hoping to do a 12 hour hold soon whilst sober though!

Walked back home soaking wet and got into the empty bath, finished up my business, and maybe got wet in more than one way..

Thank you for reading! Hoping to do these kind of stories whenever I hold, most of the time they are pretty entertaining because I have a tendency to overestimate my bladder, and not be able to hold it that long. Sober me can hold longer, be assured.

#wetting accident #control my bladder #need to pee #pee holding challenge #bladder control #bladder holding #pee kink #pee :3 #full bladder #accidents #peed myself #omorashi #female pee desperation #female omorashi

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officialgleamstar · 8 months

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Fandom: Dungeons and Daddies (Podcast) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jodie "Joe" Foster/Ron Stampler Characters: Jodie "Joe" Foster (Dungeons and Daddies), Ron Stampler, Background & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, First Meetings, Divorce, Angst and Humor, like jodie is so miserable but like. its sorta funny because its jodie, Cuddling & Snuggling, Fluff, henry nicholas morgan and glenn all have speaking roles, henry the most so LMAO hes driving the plot here Series: Part 3 of Travvy's Soulmate September: 2023 Summary:

soulmate au: when you meet your soulmate for the first time, you see a brief flash-forward of your future.

“Jodie! I didn’t see you there, uh, howdy!” Henry put a hand on his arm, jerking him out of his thoughts. He gave Jodie a terse smile. “Did you… say hi to Morg and Glenn?”

“What the fuck, Henry.”

“I know, I know, I’m sorry! Merce said she didn’t intend on inviting anyone when we first came up with our plans, I didn’t think to ask her if that changed!” Henry waved his hands as he excused himself, nearly whacking Jodie with the exaggerated motion. “If you wanna leave early, that’s totally fine, but really, I think it’ll be okay! There’s plenty of other people around to talk to.”

Jodie looked at him for a moment, then looked around at the meager grouping of eight other adults and a gaggle of young teens.

“Have you ever met Samantha’s new husband?” Henry asked, voice weaker, and Jodie turned his gaze back to him. “He’s real nice.”

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day 3!! ignore the clock. ignore that its now 3am. its still the third in my heart and also my workshift ended at 12:30am

#my writing #dndads #rodie

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moodiestmags · 2 days

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Guys here’s some lore about my first Tav I love her so mubh (it’s 12:30am I gotta go to bed)

Anyway! This is how she and karlach first met <3

It was your run of the mill day in Baldur’s Gate. The sun shining through fluffy clouds on a cerulean backdrop, while gulls flew around the coast hoping to get a good meal from the dozens of fishing boats dotting the harbour.

Enver Gortash, renowned artificer, was aboard a different kind of ship docked with the rest. He’d gone on a trip to gather resources and finalize designs from friends downriver. Or, at least, that’s what the schedule rolled up in Caedra Latherin’s chest pocket said.

The young drow was newly out of the underdark and high on the fresh air afforded above ground. With so much energy and no money to put it anywhere else, it was funnelled into a rather lucrative life of crime in the city. She had her own little room in a tavern outside Wyrm’s Crossing, and kept the guards’ noses out of the less fortunate who weren’t so practiced as her.

Needless to say no Flaming Fist knew where she was staying, and she’d like to keep it that way, though this heist might be pushing her luck.

Not only was Gortash guarded by a group of well-paid corsairs, there was a young tiefling woman with him as well, towering over him, and with a great axe leaning against the post next to her. When Gortash passed she picked it up and swung it over her shoulder with little effort, following him to where he was signing papers.

It was now or never. Caedra put away her spyglass, took a breath, and jumped from her roost on the bridge. A short swim later, and she arrived at the anchor, climbing into the belly of the ship.

It was dark, which was good, though not as full of cargo as she had hoped - they’d been moving stuff already so her time was limited.

She unhooked a crowbar from her back and wedged it under the nailed down lid of the nearest box, finding only gears and cogs.

With a hiss, she turned to the next one. It had something better - ingots of steel or iron or silver. She couldn’t tell, not in this light, but tossed a couple in her bag.

Her ears pricked suddenly to movement above her head, but the footsteps faded away and she thought she could afford to get her lock picks out and go for the ornate foot locker tucked nearby.

Three picks later the chest finally clicked open, and a smile parted her face at the rich clothes and coin-purse inside. She grabbed the purse, finding it heavier than expected but that never meant anything bad, and tucked it away. Until frantic footsteps started to close in on her location, and the double doors to the hold flew open to reveal that tiefling. Wielding the greataxe this time. Caedra’s eyes went wide, and she nearly shut the lid on her fingers.

“Hey you!”

The sheer excitement in her voice scared the drow more than the weapon she held, but Caedra had snapped out of her shock fast enough to have a head start, and made a beeline for the anchor chain.

“You little- you’re not getting away!” She had dropped the axe and took off after her, picking up a nearby vase and throwing it.

The porcelain shattered just where Caedra’s head would have been in a moment, and made her yelp. Unfortunately it was also enough for the bodyguard to catch up with her, and deliver a shocking blow to the head - enough to knock her out cold on the wooden floorboards.

“Aw fuck, my head.” Caedra groaned, barely opening her eyes to the glaring brightness of the daylight around her. She tried moving her hands only to find them cuffed.

“How hard did you hit her, Karlach?” She knew that voice, she’d heard it enough in the high halls she crept through.

“Just enough to knock her out, mister Gortash. She’ll be fine.”

“Fucking Gortash.” Caedra mumbled, now able to make out silhouettes against the sky from where her face was laid on the beach sand.

“Sorry, what was that?” The man said, turning towards her.

“Nothing.”

“Get her up.” With such a simple command, that “Karlach” had grabbed her by the arm and brought her to her feet.

“You’d do well to learn some manners, girl. But I suppose you’ll have plenty of time in a prison cell, hmm? Take her, Karlach, make sure she’s as uncomfortable as possible.”

“Yes, sir!” Karlach saluted, hauling the drow off toward the city’s prison beneath the flaming fist barracks.

She was not going without some complaints, though.

“Can’t you just let me go?? I barely even got anything!” Caedra grumbled, trying without luck to pull herself free. Truth be told her head was still ringing like a bell after being struck so hard. “You hit like a damn rothé.”

“Thanks, and no.” Karlach replied happily. “You got caught stealing. ‘S not a good line of work, you know? Now you have to face the consequences.”

The drow closed her eyes as she was dragged, forcing her lagging brain to catch up. She would not be spending the next week or so behind bars, that was all she knew.

As she walked slowly beside the tiefling, she managed to pull her arm up enough to loosen a hairpin slipped into the hem of her sleeve. With clever fingers and flexible wrists, she started the daunting task of lockpicking by feel alone.

“Why in the the hells are you working for someone like Gortash anyway?” Caedra said, trying to divert attention from her hands.

“Hey, he’s an honest bloke.” Karlach sounded scolding. “Pays well, and I get to do what I’m good at.”

“Hitting people over the head?”

“Hitting criminals over the head.” The tiefling corrected.

Caedra felt the mechanism seize slightly, all she had to do now was wait for the right moment to press it a little further. It would click open and then she’d have to run.

They were nearing the middle of the city now, walking down the Main Street. It was busy this time of day, and a perfect setting for a quick getaway.

“Hope you still get paid after today, then.”

“What do you mean?” Karlach asked with a raised eyebrow, and just as she was turning to look down at the drow, Caedra unlocked the cuffs and took off.

Her wet boots slipped on the cobbles and she could hear her captor gaining ground, shouting at the people around to seize her.

A group of patrolling soldiers unfortunately heard her, and now there were three people giving chase.

Caedra shoved past a group of strangers, and ducked off the street into a small alley full of crates. With nowhere else to go, she climbed up them and onto the rooftops.

Her chest heaved as she pressed herself onto the warm terracotta shingles, looking down at the commotion she’d caused.

Karlach cursed loudly, her tail swishing like an angry cat’s as she turned around looking for any trace of where the drow went. The fist patrol joined her, looking across at the crowds.

Caedra took a moment to undo the laces on her boots and take them off, letting them and her socks begin to dry.

When she looked back, it was right into the eyes of that damned tiefling. Her pupils narrow in the sunlight, and giving the illusion that her irises were flickering flame. Her eyebrows darkened her eyes and her nose flared, as she started back after her trail.

Caedra’s red eyes went wide as she realized how fast Karlach was gaining as she lied in the sun. She got to her feet quickly and ran, frightening gulls and pigeons as she did.

But she was running out of room, and her only escape seemed to be a jump between buildings.

Adrenaline told her she could make it. She could not.

The moment Caedra’s front foot left the shingles of the roof, she knew she miscalculated. In a panicked attempt to correct herself, she tried falling backwards. Which worked, but only for her chest and torso, and she was still very quickly sliding off the roof. Her nails scratched and clawed at the rough surface until she was dangling twenty feet in the air and hanging on by her hands.

Her heart hammered in her chest, blood pounding in her ears and its tang on her tongue as she frantically tried hauling herself up, to no avail.

The sun was blotted out by a figure, who put her hands on her knees and tried to catch her breath.

“You give a hell of a good chase, thief. I’ll give you that. Whew. You winded me, no easy feat.”

Caedra’s palms were sweaty, her fingers slipping. She looked up at Karlach with wide, pleading eyes as she also struggled to catch her breath. “What’re you even doing this for? Why so insistent on getting away?” The tiefling crouched down to better meet her eyes.

Was she really asking her that? “I’m not gonna tell someone who works for Gortash why I’m doing this.” She spat the name, and Karlach just pressed her lips into a thin line.

“I’m not gonna tell him, I just wanna know.” Something about her voice was sincere, made Caedra want to tell her the truth.

“I- I sell the stuff I find to give to the less fortunate around here. Keep them going a little longer. And I just escaped the underdark, I…I don’t know what else to do.”

Karlach took a deep breath, sighed, and reached down to pull the drow up by her arms. It was like she weighed nothing.

She set her down away from the edge and dusted her shoulders off, holding them as she spoke.

“Listen, just go. Get out of here and don’t let me catch you around Mister Gortash again, you hear me?”

Caedra briefly frowned, concerned for the reaction Karlach could receive in turn, but pushed that thought away. Why should she care? This was her exit.

“Y-Yes.”

“Go on, then.”

Caedra turned from the tiefling and disappeared down a ladder she found, making her way back to the tavern room she rented as fast as possible.

#my writing #bg3 #bg3 tav #bg3 karlach #karlach x tav #caedra #I’m eepy

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byenycfm · 10 days

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Welcome to The First Season Finale of GoodbyeNewYork!

Hold onto your horses, people, it's about it get messy out there!

The away teams are set and ready to head out into the city. After an extra hardy breakfast at the diner, all the residents Sans Sada still in her 'cell', gather at the stairwell door in the Atrium to bid good luck and farewell to the brave scouts. The teams are as follows:

Ashton's Team: Charlie, Valerie, Roman - Non-Perishable Foods and Medicine

Zach's Team: Ember, Ria, Lane, Dalton - Non-Perishable Foods and Clothing

Mal's Team: Kang, Sev, Toby, Jeremiah, JP - Fuels/water, machine parts

Below is the series of events on Run Day. Feel free to do solo posts/group posts/threads, anything you'd like, but make sure to tag the time and place in your posts, starters, and tags. The Finale will run approx. until May 2nd, while the main is updated for Season two! There is no reason to pause current threads, and in fact, it's recommended to also use this time to wrap them up in preparation for the time skip that will come with announcement of Season Two.

Dec 23rd, 2023

Away Teams:

8:00am - Depart The Wexley with a team heading in each of three directions set out by Ashton. Each team is kept in communication with each other and The Wexley by walkie talkie.

8:20am - Ashton's team reaches their first destination and starts to fill their bags with supplies.

8:30am - Zach's team reaches their destination and start to fill their bags with supplies.

8:40am - Mal's team reaches their destination and start to load up push trollies with supplies.

10:00am - A structurally unsound part of the department store collapses trapping Val and Charlie. Val's arm is crushed and stuck in the debris.

10:10am - An SOS is made on the walkie talkie, Skyler insists on joining the other team to help Charlie.

10:30am - Skyler arrives and attempts to crawl through a hole made into the space Charlie and Val are trapped in. Val needs to amputate her own arm to escape.

10:45am - Val and Charlie are successfully extracted from the space, but the way in and out collapses onto Skyler as he's making his way out and crushes him.

11:15am - A ragged group of survivors tries to ambush Zach's team. They're defeated, loading of supplies continues after agreement that they delay heading back long enough to ensure they won't be followed by other hostile survivors. Dalton has gone missing in the chaos.

11:28am - Mal's team is nearly overrun by chompers and ends up separated in the fray.

2:15pm - The survivors of all the teams start making their way back to The Wexley.

The Wexley:

8:00am - Bid farewell to the run teams, preparations start with reorganizing of storage spaces and clearing of bedding back to now safe suites.

10:00am - Additional space in the The W is begun to be prepared for sorting.

11:00am - A few residents start to finish the decorating of the tree, now occupying the center of the foyer, as a surprise for Charlie. Vincent Blanche starts to feel more and more sick and attempts to hide in the basement. He collapses in the stairwell.

11:15am - A trio of residents comes across Vince who turns just as they check on him, infecting them before they manage to kill him with a push down the stairs.

12:15pm - Residents sent upstairs to return bedding to the suites aren't returning and it's raising notice. Someone opens the door to the stairwell and a horde of at least ten chompers flood out and into the Atrium. Mr. Wexley calls for an evacuation of the building and pulls the fire alarm to alert anyone on upper floors. Sada Vang is forgotten about locked in her 'cell'.

12:20pm - The stairwell and rear exit are propped open, and Mr. W and some residents attempt to draw the chompers out of the building with loud noises. Fleeing when the horde begins to head their way.

2:00pm - Mr. Wexley returns to the building with Lolly in tow, coming across a returning Mal in the alley. The trio secure and lock off the Atrium level, hunkering down to wait to let in the others upon their return.

2:40pm - The first of the scout team survivors starts to return to the building.

2:50pm - Spotting the returning scout team members, surviving residents start returning to the building.

As night closes in on 'run day' those left in the building are forced to start coming to terms with the fact that they may be all that's left of the survivors. The remaining survivors in the Wexley are as follows:

Ashton Ryder

Charlotte Rose

Rhiannon Wells

Zach Sanders

Eric Sanders

Roman Drake

Lane Shelley

Kaiden Malone

September Wexley

Tobias Wexley Sr.

Valerie Chen

Dolores Nunez

Sada Vang

Rosie Smith

All other characters and skeletons will be considered missing until they're taken and/or their muns return.

#bnyadmin #bnyevent #Season One Finale

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harveyb-wabbit92 · 2 years

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Subway Bosses scenarios: He walks/drives you home.

[ Ingo/Emmet is concerned to find out how late Y/n gets off work.]

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Ingo: Ingo was just getting off of work when he noticed a light on in one of the cubicles, he assumed it was one of the cleaners just checking around the offices for left over trash, until he heard a familiar voice yawn, the conductor frowned sure enough he found Y/n sitting the cubicle looking over Ticket checks and contraband records... Which wasn't her job.

Ingo's perpetual frown seem to deepened. "Y/n." the y/ht woman nearly jumped out of the chair hearing his voice suddenly pop up behind her. "Oh, Ingo what are you doing here so late?" she aske flustered while her boss/boyfriend cocked a brow at her. "I could ask you the same thing? " He hummed still waiting for an explanation he curiously spied the name plaque on cubicle wall, Timmins... "Well, Holly is on maternity leave and they hired a temp...uh, Maze?" Ingo stomach churned he had feeling where this was going...

"She hasn't been doing her work, or rather, she does it half-assed and then plays Solitaire for the rest of her shift, than clocks out at 5."

"And how long has this been going on for?"

" two weeks..."

"And when do you usually leave at?"

"1am -2:45 if it was rush day."

Ingo frowned upon hearing this he did not like that Y/n had been held back that late doing work that wasn't even hers to begin with, without a word Ingo grabbed a another chair and turned on the other computer. "W-wait Ingo, you don't have to-" he shot her a stern look that shut her up. "Hand me the Rotom-pad." He hummed Y/n complied as Ingo set it down between the and the two got to typing, needless to say Ingo was annoyed at all the error and unrecorded data this Maze woman failed to resister to the records, he wondered how many people have had a free ride or had brought contraband onto the trains for the last two weeks? at around 12:15 am they finally finished.

Ingo surprised Y/n again when he offered to take her home again she tried to tell him he didn't have to, as he already helped her enough! but he was persistent. Call it a gut feeling, but Ingo felt like he needed to take Y/n home in case something happened, they got to Ingo's car. "Shouldn't we wait for Emmet?" y/n inquired as they got in, Ingo explained that Emmet went home with his girlfriend about twenty minutes ago.

"She works just as late as we do." he said glancing at Y/n who hummed recalling seeing the barista still working in the grind station whenever she clocked out, the two did some idle chatter as they came at the intersection it was around 1:15 on the radio, when suddenly the couples horror and shock as a truck ran the red light just missing the front of Ingo's car which caused him to instinctively hold on Y/n, they watched the truck roll and crash into a vending machine.

The two stared at the scene in shock. "Holy s-shit, that would've been me!" Y/n stammered staring at the crushed vending machine, she always stops by that machine for a late night snack or drink before getting home, if Ingo hadn't insisted on driving her home... then Y/n would've been a pancake under that mess metal and glass. After the police were called and statements were taken the adrenaline wore off. Ingo and Y/n continued back to her home it was now 2:30am, they were both exhausted when Y/n was getting out she noticed Ingo was passing out on his steering wheel.

Without hesitation Y/n tiredly blurted out. "You can't drive, wanna sleep with me?" Ingo snapped right up and looked at her cheeks Cheri red. "w-wha-what?" he mumbled in shock Y/n face felt hot as she fiddled with her shirt. "I don't mean like that, I meant sleep sleep." Ingo awkwardly nodded and parked in Y/n's drive way, and joined her inside.

Since Ingo didn't go home last night, coupled with facts that A) His last of text of the night was : [Dropping Y/n off at her home, be back later...] and B) He and Y/n had come in to work together. People had assumed things, and Emmet would not stop smirking at his brother, even when Ingo insisted nothing happened. "Riiiight, I believe you.~ *wink*" was his younger brother's response, Ingo groaned burying his burning face into his hands.

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Emmet: 11:47 Emmet was stretching as he waited for Ingo finished up some last minute paperwork so they could go home when he heard the bell from the Grind station door jingling, he hummed confused as he thought it was just him and his brother who were at the station this late? Color Emmet surprised when he saw Y/n walking out of the coffee shop hauling two heavy looking trash bags out to the alley to the dumpster, then go back inside wash her hands, and went over to the register.

Emmet walked in the still open door he nodded at the Joltiks he had guarding the shop who were peeking out from under a table. "Y/n, what are you still doing here?" he hummed curiously while mentally frowning at the her obvious exhaustion. "My job, what's it look like?" she huffed trying to not to yawn. "I looks like your co-workers bailed and left you with their work." The y/ht woman froze for a second then kept counting out the till. "I guess I hit the nail on the head, hm?~" he teased reaching out to play with the drawstrings of her hoodie for a bit. "They said they were sick, then I checked Wydat and saw pic of them clubbing." Y/n sighed bitterly Emmet hummed watching her work before noticed a broom and dust pan out and she needed put the chairs up, Emmet decided to help.

Before Y/n knew what was going on Emmet started picking the chairs up and setting them on the tables. "Emmet you don't-" Y/n began only for the conductor to quiet her down. "Uh-uh, I'm not letting you stay here all night doing work that wasn't yours to begin with." he huffed as he continued staking the chairs, while Y/n put the money in the changing room safe, locking it and started wiping down the counter, while Emmet swept up the floors, they finished up at around 12, Y/n finished turning everything off and locked up the shop while Emmet waited for her by the fountain after texting Ingo he was walking Y/n home and will be late coming back.

Again Y/n was hesitant about Emmet walking her home as she didn't want to keep him any later, But she been with Emmet long enough to know once he's decided to do something he'll stubbornly stick to it until the end, that and call it boyfriend's intuition but Emmet had a feeling he needed to walk Y/n home, he felt something bad might happen if he didn't, luckily that didn't have walk far as Y/n's apartment building wasn't too far from the station only a three blocks away... so there they were laughing chatting on the ground floor.

Y/n called the elevator she was too busy staring at Emmet when she heard the doors open and took a step, in seconds she watched Emmet's demeanor change he tensed up as his face contort into shock as his arms jutted out grabbing her waist and practically lifted her in the air as he quickly yanked the y/ht woman back towards him, Y/n yelped as she face planted into his chest. What the hell?" she hissed holding her nose Emmet was shaking he kept a death grip on her waist and pointed behind her.

Y/n looked and gasped when she saw the elevator doors were opened, but the car wasn't there just an empty shaft, before she could say anything they heard a loud snap and few seconds later, Emmet had instinctively covered Y/n with his body as the elevator car came speeding passed them and crashed down into the basement, making the whole building shake as plume of smoke came up from the basement followed by the fire alarms going off....

The couple gawked the whole scene in stunned silence, before Emmet chuckled nervously. "Well, I guess your sleeping at my place tonight" he said almost dazed as the sprinklers went off, Y/n just nodded not even going argue with him.

Since Y/n get's to the Gear station earlier then everyone else she greeted Emmet as she normally did with his usual coffee, but the white clad conductor was pouting at her, Y/n looked at him confused "What's wrong, Em?" The y/hc woman hummed brow raised. "You left before I woke up! it's not fair! I wanted to snuggle you more!" he whined while Y/n hissed at him to keep his voice down, when she noticed Ingo's car pulled in.

“Look, there's your Brothhhh..." Y/n's brain seem to short circuited when she saw Ingo and that Ticket Attendant he's always hovering around exit his car together! Emmet was confused about Y/n's odd reaction and turned around and gawked at his brother. Who was in a lip lock with his girlfriend, after not coming home last night!

Emmet proceeded to forget about his lack of cuddles and went to go pester Ingo about this sudden development! While Y/n mentally apologized to Ingo for what she's unleashed on him

#pokemon fanfiction #pokemon x reader #submas #subway boss ingo #subway boss emmet #subway boss ingo x reader #subway boss emmet x reader #fem reader #Ticket attendant! reader #barista!reader #near death tw

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icantalk710 · 8 months

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Hate how Tumblr now auto-refreshes your dash for you if you keep the tab open (eg, leave the tab open at 12:30am for the night, come back in the morning and after a few 12am posts the next posts are new), partly because it's easier to miss cute mutuals' selfies if they posted them hours/nearly a day ago 😩😒

#and partly bc i like scrolling in the am from where i left off the night before for a bit on desktop while i work #also ironic since wouldn't that make tumblr's newer 'read over 600 posts' badge unachievable lol #tekisuto

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theycallmebecca · 1 year

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I have to know what was Ellie’s reaction to Chris being crowned SMA ‘22 😂 Did she act nonchalant about it, join in on the teasing he’s getting from his friends, made a whole thing of it?

Nonny. I love you.

So I’ve been sick with a cold/non-Covid bug since Saturday. Like the kind where you have no energy to even just sit and do nothing, which means I had lots of time to think.

Because of that time to think (😅) and spoilers for anyone who hasn’t read the series (it’s all posted on @theycallmebeccawrites 😉), I’m going to put my thoughts below a keep reading.

Warning: there are some mentions of character pregnancy below

November 2022 in Chris and Ellie’s world has her 8 months pregnant with their third son, as introduced in the Christmas story I wrote years ago.

In my head, their timeline has always stayed pretty close to what Chris has done. Just different. Like how, for example, the delays of ASP because of Covid meaning that instead of taking a month off after Ellie had their second baby, Chris was juggling the launch while helping with a new born. And maybe doing those early morning interviews with baby strapped to his chest so Ellie could get some more sleep.

I say all that because I’m of two minds when it comes to where Chris is for their timeline for November 2022.

The easy solution would be that he just dropped out of the movie when they found out Ellie was pregnant so he would be guaranteed to be home for the last few months. Downside there, obviously, is that I can’t use photos or refer to the movie.

I’m leaning towards the drama of he and Ellie deciding he should do the movie and that he’ll be on time. Or like running through the halls of their local hospital while she is in labor not wanting to push until he is there. (That could make for a fun short story 🤔)

Remember how I said I’ve had a lot of time to think? This next section is all the thinking I’ve done about their life in Oregon since I’ve been writing their story since 2016 😅. You are welcome to read it, or you can skip to the * below for Ellie’s reaction.

It’s no secret that I’m from Oregon, but I am from a bigger town than the one I imagine Ellie from. That said, I have a big family and more often than not, when I met someone they either know someone in my family or are friends with someone who does.

I’ve always pictured something similar for Ellie but it in a grander way, a way that would make someone move to LA and plan to stay there. And that is living in a town founded by your family so you’re related to nearly everyone in town. Like the guy that runs the market, the local sherif, the innkeeper, etc. Basically making a small town feel even small.

But that’s also what I like for Chris and Ellie. In their story, they don’t keep it secret that they live in Oregon, however, the fact that they do live in a town with her family (and others) means that where they live is a closely guarded secret and the town basically protects them because they are their own.

I have way more thoughts about their town and little nuggets of ideas that haven’t developed past that. I’m happy to share if anyone wants to know.

* All of that to say, they live in a small town that loves, supports and protects them.

Now back to the original point of the ask, how Ellie reacted. It was about 9:30pm when I found out in Oregon (12:30am east coast time). So it was definitely early enough that Ellie would have gotten a bunch of texts from local family and friends demanding to know if she knew. (And, of course she did.)

The romantic in me wants her to have flown to Georgia so she could have been there for the photo shoot and maybe she and Chris did a small pregnancy shoot on the side. However, the practical side of me said there was no way she was dragging her 7 months pregnant self to Georgia for pictures. So we’ll just pretend she was there via video chat or something for parts of it.

Her reaction is “duh, obviously” but she would def tease Chris a little. Especially the first time they’re together after the announcement “I’ve never slept with the sexiest man in the world before” type of jesting.

More than likely, the most of her teasing would be combined with Scott, who is essentially her bestie. Obviously, if he is between jobs and Chris is going to be gone for an extended time, Scott would come stay with Ellie and the kids for a bit. Especially if his mom is visiting.

But being Scott and Ellie, their teasing wouldn’t go too far. Probably something like coming up with weird nicknames for Chris “your honor” “your lord” “your most sexiest” silly things like that. Or Scott not wanting him to hurt his sexiness by doing xyz. Just dumb things that would leave Chris rolling his eyes and flipping them off if his and Ellie’s kids aren’t in the room (or his mom or her mom… you get the deal).

That said, she would be a buffer to Chris too. Like discouraging her family member that runs the grocery store to not get a giant version of the cover to hang in the store window. Or chime in when the teasing has gone on too long.

It wouldn’t change much for them and maybe, if they hadn’t already, the article would have been the formal announcement that they were having baby three with no arrival date listed.

And if she decided to spam him with the photos and being like “what the hell are you trying to do to me?” (Like all of us were thinking)… he’d reply with an honest “just thinking of you”

And because I’ve wasted so much of your time with my tangent filled answer… have some Chris 🤣

#Chris and Ellie #theycallmebecca

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eddieschains · 1 year

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just a lil work rant

so i’ve been at my current job for nearly 4 years now. had my ups and downs like any job, got into management, and then stepped down due to personal issues.

i’m still in a position of “power” just with a bit less responsibilities.

anyways, for the past 7 months i’ve been on opening shifts. 3:30am-12:30pm 5-6 days a week. as awful as it sounds, i actually loved it. i loved being in the store for hours with no customers, having hours to myself to work without distractions, and getting home early.

but recently it’s reaaaally been affecting my mental health. i can’t do anything anymore. i’m going to sleep when my friends are getting off work, and our days off aren’t the same. we have to schedule “hang outs” weeks in advance. i literally wake up at 1:30 am, go to work, come home, eat, sleep, and do it again.

i’m so fucking lonely and quite honestly a bit depressed. i genuinely feel like i have no one (other than you lovely people, which i am forever grateful for. i just wish i could actually see you guys and hang out irl 😅)

and i know the easy way out would be to step down and become a regular crew member again, but i won’t be guaranteed full time hours, and i rly need that kind of paycheck.

anyways i don’t really know what the point of this post is other than to complain so, if you made it this far, thanks for reading and uhhh pls be my friend.

#angel talks #thanks for listening to my depressing rant

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gay-4-space · 2 years

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powers been out for 4 hours already and the local electricity company says our part of the city isn't getting power until 8:30am, nearly 12 hours from now

#oreganol #personal

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eeveearoace · 1 year

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copy-pasting @eeveearoace-creative's year in review so it doesn't clutter it up XD (not that i've posted on that blog in a while but. still lol)

[pretend the year in review gif is here]

I posted 51 times in 2022

42 posts created (82%)

9 posts reblogged (18%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@marcylore

@gayfrogcoven

@bardicspiration

@obvslybatgrl

@kaseyskat

I tagged 51 of my posts in 2022

#my writing - 43 posts

#writing - 43 posts

#amphibia - 41 posts

#my fanfic - 41 posts

#fanfic - 41 posts

#amphibia fanfic - 34 posts

#sashannarcy - 13 posts

#amphibia spoilers - 12 posts

#inspired by other work(s) - 11 posts

#sashannarcy week - 10 posts

Longest Tag: 93 characters

#it isn't the best thing i've written. and it took me a while considering it's length/ quality

My Top Posts in 2022:

sleepy-time marshmallow

girlfriend has a terrible sleep schedule? just send in a puppy!

some (very short) domestic sashannarcy fluff <3

summoning the eevee simps: @arcadiii, @goodartitude, @karamelys, @peachpaws0

[if you want to be added/ removed from the tag list, just let me know!!]

also pspspspsps @hey-its-puddlesock c'mere puddles its the boi :-3

it was late.

not that sasha was unaccustomed to late nights, often filling out paperwork long into the night – but it was the weekend, and she was tired, and she just wanted to go to sleep.

sasha checked the time on her phone.

2:47 am.

sasha groaned.

of course.

anne was only half-awake beside her. domino four purred softly, tangled within anne’s curls – sasha couldn’t remember a day since they had gotten the tuxedo cat that she hadn’t slept like that, attached to anne’s hair.

at sasha’s feet, two dogs were pressed together – toast, a golden retriever with long, shaggy fur, and his sister, cinnamon sugar – aka cinna – a golden doodle with pale, curly, white-gold fur.

the only thing missing from sasha’s nearly perfect setup was the one thing keeping her awake – marcy.

that girl has the worst sleep schedule i’ve ever seen.

“alright, toast,” sasha announced, her voice groggy from exhaustion, “sleepy-time marshmallow.”

toast sat up immediately, disturbing his sister, who raised her head for just a moment before sleepily lowering it back onto the bed, apparently deciding she’d rather just go back to sleep.

toast, however, jumped off the bed with all the energy in the world, his tail wagging wildly as he thundered out of the room and down the halls.

a surprised squeak alerted sasha that her trick had worked.

despite her exhaustion, sasha grinned. in another room, which marcy had dubbed her main workspace, toast was pressing against marcy, gently squishing her until she stopped struggling, turned off her computer, and followed him to bed.

“greetings, princess,” sasha teased as marcy stepped into the bedroom. “finally decided to join us?”

“you need to stop doing that,” marcy protested, yawning and rubbing her bleary eyes. “i was just about to finish my panel.”

“sure,” sasha deadpanned. “and you totally would’ve stopped after that, right?”

marcy didn’t respond.

“you can finish it in the morning,” sasha continued. “but it’s late. c’mon.” she held out her arms, staring at marcy expectantly.

“sleep,” anne groaned, eyes still closed as she patted the space between her and sasha.

“fine,” marcy sighed, settling into the space between them. within seconds, sasha and anne were curled up against her – and within minutes, marcy was softly snoring.

she must’ve been even more tired than i’d thought. sasha smiled as she buried her nose in her girlfriend’s shoulder. she needs to stop working so late.

that was an issue they could work on in the morning. for now, sasha was just happy to be with her girls.

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4:30am sashannarcy angst, why not XD

cws: brainwashing, possession, kissing, violence, puking

Marcy released a sleepy murmur as she finally opened her eyes.

“Hey, love, sleep well?” Anne whispered quietly, brushing a lock of hair behind Marcy’s ear.

“Mm, yeah,” Marcy hummed, snuggling closer to Anne. “But you’re so warm – I don’t wanna get up.”

“Then don’t,” Sasha laughed softly, burying her nose in Marcy’s hair. “Just stay here.”

“I have to get up eventually,” Marcy pointed out, despite not making any attempt to move. “I can’t just lay around here all day.”

“Why not?” Anne’s lips brushed against Marcy’s cheek. “Just stay with us.”

Heaviness weighed on Marcy’s eyelids, forcing her eyes to flutter shut. Sleepiness threatened to take hold of her as she yawned, and a wave of security and comfort washed over her. Fingers slowly combed through her hair, peacefully lulling Marcy back to tantalizing sleep.

Unconsciousness had all but claimed her when Marcy forced her eyes to open again, tiredly pushing herself into a sitting position. Sasha and Anne frowned, confusion crossing their faces.

“Where are you going, Mar-Mar?” Sasha asked, reaching for Marcy’s wrist. “Come back here.”

Marcy paused.

“Just stay here,” Anne breathed, pressing against Marcy’s shoulder. “Forever and ever.”

Forever and ever.

Wait, why did that sound-

Sasha ripped her hands free, her eyes burning with disgust and fury. Anne backed away, pain and sorrow sparkling in her eyes.

Marcy stumbled.

She couldn’t fix this, but maybe she could at least keep everybody safe.

Her hope died the moment a burning sensation ripped through her chest.

With the last of her strength, she forced out an apology that could never be enough.

Marcy couldn’t breathe.

“Dear, are you okay?” Sasha worried, tugging Marcy towards her. “Talk to me.”

The chair. The helmet. Screaming.

“Darling, say something,” Anne begged, kissing Marcy’s forehead.

“You’re not – you’re not real,” Marcy managed, backing away from her friends – well, not her friends, both because they surely hated her now, and because that wasn’t really them.

“Marshmallow?” Fake-Anne’s lips pressed against Marcy’s. Marcy hated the part of her racing mind that desperately wanted to indulge in the fantasy. “What do you mean?”

“You – you’re-”

“You’re not feeling well, are you?” Fake-Sasha sighed, holding Marcy’s hands – she couldn’t yank them free. “That’s okay. We’ll just keep rewriting this moment until you’re happy.”

“What do you mean-”

Marcy broke off as unbearable agony surged through her body, orange electricity burning her skin.

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@marcylore haha i made marcy not okay again </3

cw: ableism, "former gifted kid" stuff

You don’t understand how people make friends.

Not that you don’t have friends – in fact, you have the two most amazing friends in the whole universe – but you still don’t understand how.

They’re your friends, but why? What bonds you? By all accounts, it doesn’t make sense – you’re all so different, and don’t people make friends over similar interests?

That’s what you’ve been told when you ask how people make friends, anyway. And, of course, to “put yourself out there” – but out where, exactly? (They meant you have to talk to people. But what if you annoy them, or they don’t like you? What if you say or do something wrong?)

You have the best two friends in all the universe, but you don’t really have any other friends. Maybe that doesn’t matter, as long as you’re all together – but what about when you’re not? The two of them seem to make friends like it’s the easiest thing in the world, and you just don’t understand how they do it.

When it comes to making friends, it’s like everyone is playing one big game – everyone knows the rules, except for you, and you never got given a rulebook.

Maybe everyone else is just better at people than you are.

You think you could be okay at that. Not everyone is good at everything, right? And you’re smart – that could be your strength.

You know you shouldn’t brag, but you also know you’re smart. The work your teachers give you is always so easy, and you just understand it. School makes sense, and the compliments your parents give you reinforce that your smarts are your strength.

Your brain is where you find your worth.

You don’t understand why your friends complain about school or why they say it’s “hard”. School is easy – it’s people that are difficult! Don’t they understand that?

It takes you longer than it probably should have for you to realize that school is harder for them than making friends.

But that’s okay, as long as you prove your worth through academic achievement.

You remember the first time you got a bad grade.

You were upset – this wasn’t supposed to happen. This was your strength! If you weren’t good at this, what good were you?

Your parents were disappointed.

Or, at least, you think they are – you still don’t understand people, despite all your efforts. (Can you really call it “effort” when you kinda stopped trying so that you could focus on the things you were actually good at?)

But you can fix this – you know you can. You’re told over and over that you have so much potential, and that you just need to “apply yourself” – you just need to try harder, and you’ll prove your worth again.

You’re slipping.

You’re not trying enough – or, at least, you assume that must be what’s going on, because you’re smart, full of potential, and just need to apply yourself – so, if you’re getting bad grades, you just need to try harder.

If you fail now, then all those nice things people said about you – that you’re so smart – would mean nothing. If you’re not the “smart kid”, then who are you? No, you have to try harder. You have so much potential, after all.

You don’t understand why this line of thinking makes you panic. You don’t understand why you’re suddenly short of breath, or why you feel like you’re about to start crying – if you can do amazing things, isn’t it your responsibility to do them?

People are counting on you, after all.

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i'm not gonna tag anyone since this isn't what i usually post, but... :3

have you ever tricked your art teacher into letting you do fanart for an assignment? well, i for one did :)

this probably took me a cumulative forty hours or so, and i'm honestly really proud of how it turned out <3

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My #1 post of 2022

I am beyond thrilled to finally reveal a painting I’ve been working on for a month or two at this point - I’m honestly so proud of how it came out, and I hope y’all like it, too! <3

cw: eyes, bright colors, hand, binary code, moths, trypophobia

“METAMORPHOSIS”

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OneNETnews EXCLUSIVE: Southern Californian Gamer and Animator is all set to Inaugurate for YouTube Plays Pokémon

LOS ANGELES, CALIFORNIA -- A 25 y/o female YouTuber in Los Angeles County, California, United States of America (U.S.A.) named Jaiden Dittfach, known as JaidenAnimations officially announced last Friday night (November 11th, 2022), the video sharing platform seeking your viewers in control per referencing with Twitch.

Her new era is in the works with a different animation style and will soon transition the old Dittfach somewhere in early March 2023 right after the Subscriber Marathon on YouTube.

Dittfach moves forward with a l*wd incident after a massive cease and desist request for the illustrative digital art, in connection to a controversial fictional character under her same name without a consent in s*xual crimes per physical interview with Smosh in 2021. The only animated and gaming personality changes at a single time from scratch.

With the inspiration and reference from the internet broadcasting video game platform Twitch, Dittfach has its own take with the YouTube viewers to play games with your chat typing controls featuring the previous and recent gaming releases of Nintendo. Other features in Game Shows, Speedruns and more is also in the works during an event. This was now so-called "YouTube Plays Pokémon" and was managed personally by herself the said same name, as part of its own Sub-a-thon event.

For those who have not aware, "Twitch Plays Pokémon" acts as players in chat like a robot to type in one of the original game's 8 command buttons with your keyboard to move the main character in the game and was originated in mid-February 2014. Players must beat the whole game in participation and the stream will continue within the 24-hour period. But there is a catch in perspective, the gameplay may take longer to complete and some internet players as chat controllers have now been taking the hardest consequences in the game.

Dittfach's Sub-a-thon is available for a limited time with your Cash Donations through Super Chats (mostly in any minimum amount of U$D10 [PHP575]) or become a member by adding more time to keep the event going until the countdown timer runs out before the new era starts for as low as U$D5 per month (PHP290) by simply click the "Join" button, next to Subscribe button in regular. YouTube Members will receive full access to all the exclusive emotes and occasional members-only live chats which are not available anywhere else in free users.

Dittfach has its own merchandise store and was optionally counted per essential in-kind goodies via JaidenAnimations' online shopping website. Shipping and handling fee varies in some items and it may take a few to several days to deliver during the said event. Subscription popularity has risen through almost nearly to 12 million from her own YouTube account.

So for now, JaidenAnimations (Jaiden Dittfach) from the Los Angeles County, California, U.S.A. invites you the ONLY featured gaming & entertainment presentation to inaugurate for a Subscriber Marathon (Sub-a-thon) and it will be streamed LIVE and Exclusive on YouTube.

Coverage begins this Thursday morning starting November 17th at 10:30am onwards (Pacific local time) until the last remaining countdown timer ran out in the Q1 of 2023.

ART PHOTO COURTESY: Jaiden Dittfach via YT Thumbnail Photo

SOURCE: *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Fn56lB-BTak [Referenced YT Video from JaidenAnimations - Watching my childhood videos with TheOdd1sOut] *https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2aSSUjEd0A [Referenced YT Video from JaidenAnimations - WELCOME TO MY BIGGEST SURPRISE YET...] *https://twitter.com/JaidenAnimation/status/1593673145621569537 [Referenced Twitter Image Post from JaidenAnimation] *https://www.bbc.com/news/technology-26417482 [Referenced News Article from BBC News] *https://old.reddit.com/r/twitchplayspokemon/comments/1y94r8/the_history_of_twitch_plays_pokemon/ [Referenced Editorial Post from the Reddit's '/r/twitchplayspokemon'] and *https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twitch_Plays_Pok%C3%A9mon

-- OneNETnews Team

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Ten Q’S:

1. when are you usually online?

Nearly every day! I work from Friday to Tuesday (4:30am - 12:30pm EST) Wednesday and Thursday are my days off so I’m on for most of the day those days. I have a scheduled therapy appointment every other Thursday at 10am.

I always pop in on my breaks at work though so (8am and 11am) for about 30 minutes. If you see me posting otherwise within my scheduled work hours I’m probably cheating and using my phone real quick. I pop in every now and then to post a meme or check things but I don’t really start doing replies / posts until after I get home from work. (I normally take some kind of a nap though because I’m tired from waking up so early)

2. what verses are you involved in outside of this page?

Kumo has A LOT of verses but he mostly lives in main verse (Creeping Shadows of Anarchy) with @kazeofthemagun. I have in series verses, pre-series verse and crossover verses too! I’ve made him verses for FMA and KH. Making him verses for other places is easy too because it’s so simple to cross him over with other series / muses.

Probably my second most involved verse is actually my FMA verse “Amestris No More.” It’s come to involve quite a few blogs and different threads. It’s one giant story involving all the poor souls from FMA who have gotten sucked into Wonderland. It’s a lot of fun and I honestly love it dearly.

You can find the rest of Kumo’s verses here.

3. what is your biggest RP pet peeve?

Just talk to me. It drives me insane when people avoid talking to me for whatever reason. Communication. It drives me insane. I think my other one that’s come up more as of late is no means no. If I tell someone no to something, that’s all I should have to say.

4. are you drawn to specific types of muses?

Abso-fucking-lutely. Most of my muses tend have things in common like (but not limited to) white hair, trauma, younger in age, bitey personalities, red hair, blond hair, sarcasm, smartasses, selfless, etc. I have a type and I know it but they don’t always fall into that categories. I have some weirdos in there like Yeager.

5. are there recurring themes in your writing that people might not notice?

I write in layers. I write massive foreshadowing constantly and if you keep up with threads consistently you’ll see that most of the time they all tie together. (This happens when I do Arcs with a single muse / Amestris No More.) I echo drabbles I’ve written in threads with the same muse. I echo things from threads ago in a current one. Sometimes a single paragraph I’ll write has three different meanings to it. I write in layers.

I’m gunna use this as an example here because Quen liked it so here we go:

“ The sun wasn’t meant to mix with the rain because when it did … it only brought out the rainbow. “

Kaze is the sun side of the Unlimited pair.

“Is it going to rain?” is what Kumo’s brother would ask him when he was about to cry.

Aura (Kaze’s sister) and Lou (a girl he cared about) are the only characters in the series with the soul soil being called “Tears of the Rainbow” and when they died to give up their soil, it was the only two times in the entire series Kaze shed tears.

The sentence actually reads “Kaze shouldn’t cry because when he does it only means his loved ones have died.”

I write in layers.

6. what are your favorite RP trends?

I absolutely adore dash commentary or people sending asks / anons about current events in threads or headcanons ect. I love when the dash will blow up into everyone talking because of a single thing that got said. I just adore that. It gives that community feeling and I live for that.

7. what is your process for starting a new story with someone?

If we’re going in with the long haul, then there is half a million plotting conversations that take place. I have disco servers dedicated to ARCs for organization purposes. I have replotted scenes with someone at least 20 times so when we get there it’s amazing. I need triggers. I need to know what people are chill with. I talk things out A LOT. But if it’s just memes and stuff, oh I just wing that shit.

My Multi-thread interconnecting story ARCs? Oh those get talked about near constant.

8. how do you feel about duplicates?

I would laugh at the sheer concept of Kumo ever having one but I mean hey if I’m crazy enough to RP in this dead and buried fandom maybe someone else is too and I mean, good on them if they do. I’ve written with duplicates in the past on other blogs. I’m pretty chill about them. Just like you do you. We’re just vibing here.

9. how long have you been involved in roleplaying?

Uhhhh 22 years now? Yeah it’s been a minute.

10. is there a muse or verse you wish you could write in, but haven’t?

I just want more people in this fandom. I’m content to just keep side musing basically everyone with Quen though. It’s kinda like we’re just splitting the series down the middle and going crazy because it’s just us. LOL Really if anything? I’d love it if people wanted to talk more to my Misterican OCs. I made a meme for it and everything. Look I know they’re dead present day but it helps grow that world. You can even talk to Kumo himself when he was a kid! I would love to write more of him before he lost it all and got insanely depressed. (Prince Pilvi. He’d still be going by his given Misterican name)

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#Finding Pictures in the Clouds || Dashboard Games #// About the mun #tw; long post

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