#and the library did like a missing person poster but for the books

[noblest-roman-of-them-all]

Adopted

"Papa?" Virgil glanced up suddenly from his coloring page.

"Yes, my little rag doll?" Janus answered setting aside his book.

"Where did I come from?"

"Well." Janus slipped onto the floor next to his son and pulled Virgil into his lap. "You see, one day I was at the grocery store buying ice cream for your dad for his birthday and when I came out of the store I found that someone had left a baby in carseat on the hood of my car. I took the baby home and put up missing posters for him, but no one ever claimed him so your father and I decide to keep you for our own."

Virgil’s brow pinched. "Are you sure?"

"Absolutely!" Janus assured and kissed his brow.

---

"Papa, where did I come from?" Virgil asked. It had been several months since the first time he asked, and this time Janus was ready.

He held out his arms and hefted the boy onto his hip. "On Halloween night, your dad forgot to bring in the Jack-o-lantern he'd carved and filled with candy for the neighborhood kids to pick from. Then at midnight-" Janus's voice suddenly went quiet "-we heard footsteps on the porch! We went very still, listening very carefully till someone tried to open the door." His voice went back to normal tone. "But at that point, we assumed it was your pesky Uncle Roman trying to play a mean trick on us, so your dad and I ran to the fridge where we had water balloons kept just for this moment. We grabbed as many as we could carry and ran as quickly ans quietly as we could to the door then we ripped the door wide open, hoping to catch Uncle Roman by surprise, but instead of your uncle there was you! You were bundled up in a knitted blanket and lying in a basket with a note pinned to the blanket. It said 'this is a good trade for your pumpkin'.

"Now at first your father was very worried, because he thought you might be a vampire baby! But I reminded him that pumpkins don't turn to vampires till after Christmas. After that he agreed to keep you."

Virgil hummed thoughtfully.

"Don't you believe me?" Janus asked innocently.

"Uncle Logan says vampires aren't real."

"That's because your Uncle Logan is terribly boring." He quickly kissed the boy's pudgy cheek. "Run along and play now, I need to finish dinner."

---

"Papa?"

Janus glanced in the rear view mirror at Virgil, strapped safely in his carseat. "Yes, pumpkin?"

"Where did I come from?"

Janus sighed. This time it'd only been a few weeks since the last time Virgil had asked. "Well, one day, I was working late at the library because we had just gotten a new shipment of books and it was my job to make sure they all got logged and had the library's stamp on the inside. It was very dark out side because it was winter now and it was very quiet because the library was closed. Then! Very suddenly and without warning the book drop off panel opened up! Now, this isn't strange during the day, but at night it's very strange indeed. Especially because no books came at all. Instead a voice called out, 'Delivery for Janus the Librarian!', " Janus put on a faux deep voice for that part and it drew a giggle from Virgil. "So I did what any sane person does and I ran outside to get my package. And gets what it was!"

"Was it me?"

Janus smiled and nodded. "It was you. I took you home right away, just in case the delivery man realized he'd made a mistake. It would have made me very sad because I saw you in the little cardboard box and loved you so much I knew immediately that I wanted to keep you forever."

Virgil gave a grin and Janus smiled at his missing front teeth. "Love you, Papa."

"I love you too."

---

"Papa?" Virgil asked as Janus pushed him on the swing.

"Yes, little one?"

"Where do babies come from?"

Janus blinked, caught off guard by the question. "Why, they're dropped off by messenger falcons, of course." He tried to make it sound like he wasn't asking a question.

"Oh. Is that the bird on Dumbo that brings the babies?"

"No, those are storks," Janus nose scrunched in annoyance. Of course he'd gotten the bird wrong.

"Oh. How come the used the wrong bird in Dumbo?"

"Because Disney think it's funny to get things wrong on purpose. And you can tell Uncle Roman I said so."

---

"Papa?" Virgil asked as Janus helped him into the car after school.

"Yes, little bug?"

"Did I really come from messenger falcons?"

"No, you were a very special baby. You see, the year you came to us was a very special year. Aaall year long your dad and I did our best to be very, very good. Your dad didn't call Uncle Roman mean names and I even secretly paid other people's library fines for them. Then on the first day of December we wrote letter to Santa telling him about how we had done our very best to be very good. And we asked him if he could give a little baby boy all our own for Christmas that year.

"And then we waited. And it was the longest month of the longest year of my whole life. But finally Christmas morning came and we woke up to the sound of a baby crying and it was the most beautiful sound because we knew we'd gotten our special wish when we got you." Janus lightly booped the end of Virgil’s nose.

"If I write Santa a letter and you and Daddy write Santa letter do you think he'll give me a baby brother for Christmas?"

Janus blinked. He hadn't been expecting that. "We can talk to your dad about the idea."

---

"Hey, we're home!" Remus called out and slung Virgil’s backpack on the couch.

"How was your day volunteering in class?" Janus asked as he came out of the study.

"Good," Remus answered, slipping an arm around Janus's waist and pulling him into a hug. Janus kissed his cheek, drawing a goofy grin from Remus. "Better now."

"Papa, guess what!" Virgil beamed with excitement.

"What?" Janus asked, matching his tone.

"There was a new kid in class today! His name's Remy and he said I'm adopted like he is!"

Janus's jaw fell open and his head snapped to Remus. "You let someone else tell him he's adopted?" He demanded.

Remus shoved his hands in his pockets and shrugged. "I dunno, babe, I kinda feel like this one is on you. He's been asking about it for like a year now."

"Don't try to pin this on me!"

"Jan, honey, babe, darling, sunflower, light of life, and the reason I get up in the morning." He set his hands on Janus's shoulders. "Ya told the kid you found him in the mailbox. His teacher was getting ready to contact the counselor for you."

"I was just. Waiting for the right time," Janus huffed.

"He's been asking for a year, babe. It was time for him to know. I know it sucks you weren't there for it, but the other kid actually did a really good job of explaining it and in case you couldn't tell, Virgil is really happy to be adopted."

Janus sighed and glanced down at Virgil, who now looked up with worry on his young face.

"Did I make you sad, Papa?"

"No, my love." Janus sat on the floor and held out his arms. Virgil sat on his lap and hugged him tightly. Janus smiled and hugged him tightly. "The day we adopted you was one of the happiest days of my life, I want you to know that. I wouldn't change adopting you for the world. But there were some...difficult things that happened before that. And sometimes the bad things get mixed up with the good things in my brain so it's easier for me to pretend none of it happened at all. And that you just appeared out of nowhere. Because it helps me think of only the good things in that way. But I will never be sad that we adopted you, I promise." Janus pressed a kiss to Virgil’s temple and smiled when Remus settled on the floor with him, enveloping them both in a secure embrace. "I love you, Virgil."

"Love you too, Papa."

#sanders sides #janus sanders #virgil sanders #remus sanders #familial anxceit #demus #sanders sides au #silly parent aus #my wiriting

[kavehnanginto]

encounter

06: meet me at midnight

Sober and sleep-deprived you free yourself from the confines of home and on to your local library. Perhaps after your bowl cut friend's mental breakdown and rituals maybe, just maybe, Alhaitham was actually just like any college boy suffering to get a a degree.

According to Faruzan, even Miss Lisa had inner conflict with her hot ass self as to why Alhaitham accepted her offer. Listen you just fucked someone and they happen to be smart why are people acting like its the last thing in the world.

You also did that with some blond chick a year ago and nobody cared.

Okay maybe it was because you lost to a dare to Scaramouche but that's just a minor detail. He's a minor detail anyway.

Nights are boring when you're not high, it looks pretty but whatever. You've seen it once, you've seen it a hundred times, it's just night. This is why you are not a very good english major. But at the bright side you are enrolled in the Akademiya, when you first got the news you shared it all over social media like the clout chaser you are.

Humming nostalgic lullabies you fasten your pace into the nearby library. It's always the goddamn library can't take a fucking break. Here you are going to see your tutor at the middle of the night, just like that one time.

BUT THAT DIDN’T END WELL, DID IT?

If people knew this they’ll think that’s what you did to him to become your tutor, your whole reputation will be ruined but hey you fucking the hot guy nobody likes will create good jokes for a school reunion in twenty years time. Even if people will call you a pretentious whore. That’s not a very good argument and neither is your thesis.

“Why is it closed, I just spent two minutes to walk here my feet are sore.” You complained when you saw the library gates closed. “Does he have some VIP entrance, I bet that nerd has.”

Quickly taking your phone to talk and then a flash of light hit your face.

“Oh God you actually came…” nonchalant voice, with a hint of sarcasm ringed your ear. Does he take sleepovers in the library every day or something? “Did you just spontaneously went here because you had nothing better to do?”

“Yeah…?”

“Oh God.”

Even with murmuring complaints he dragged by your shirt inside. Is he gonna take it off? Just kidding, this is scary. And then after entering you see stacks of books in the floor, scented candles, a poster of the movie cover of Pride and Prejudice and a picture of his friends on the side.

Wow he didn't suit you for the sentimental type.

“What?” He eyed you like you were the craziest person in the room and then with a book containing the summary he sat peacefully and even offered you to study quietly with him.

Maybe Scarabitch was right, he was a clown.

encounter: prev. masterlist. next.

alhaitham x reader smau

synopsis: after alhaitham accepted to tutor his token dumb classmate, the whole school started rumors and gossip to the unknown reason as to why while you were stuck dealing with him after that embarrassing encounter.

taglist: @annathea-annoona @aixaingela @mimimimiaphwsgi @no3hg3nshin @winterpein @crowbird @aloversoath @liminalimmortal @mochicurls21

note: i may or may not spontaneously change a lot of plot points so this can become more serious because thats what i did so ugh yeah but don't worry the intro is just purely fluff and comedy and no one will become a different person in the next couple chapters its just that i will take this smau seriously( because i never did this was like supposed to be some funny meme for me)

#alhaitham #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham x gender neutral reader #alhaitham x you #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #genshin fluff #alhaitham smau #alhaitham x y/n #genshin alhaitham #genshin angst #genshin x gender neutral reader #genshin smau #encounter smau

[bullet-prooflove]

Wife Number Nine: Young!Les Packer x Reader

Part of the Young!LesPacker Fallen Star Series

Companion piece to Stolen Kisses & Sheets

Tagging: @kishie8 @aaa111aaa222 @oureternalbond @kirisimpster @words-and-seeds @thump31 @thandesa91 @lifeis-tooshort @anime-weeb-4-life @genius2050

It’s past midnight when you turn up at Les’s door with a thirteen-year-old beauty queen and a Colt 44 that’s still warm to the touch.

“Molly?” he questions when his eyes land on the young girl clad in a thin white nightdress that leaves little to the imagination with a man’s denim jacket thrown over her shoulders.

The last thing he expects is to see Timber’s daughter under your care. He’s spent days putting up missing person’s posters, shaking down every low life in town and putting the fear of God into anyone who’s ever laid hands on a child. He’d never thought…

He knew the cult were fucked up, but it hadn’t even crossed his mind because she was so fucking young. He thinks of you back then, sixteen and already a bride. He realises he should have known; he knew Fallen Star are dangerous, he’s seen the scars across your skin…

“Wife number nine.” You say quietly as you set the gun down on the sideboard and gently guide Molly into his home.  “They took her when she was on the way back from the library. Her backpack’s still there…”

Molly finally tilts her head up towards him, her eyes are dull and glassy. Her pupils are pinpricks drowned out by the hues of her iris, there’s no recognition in them despite the fact he’s been present in her life for a couple of years by now.

“It’s the drugs.” You explain as you settle Molly on the couch, she lays down on her side and closes her eyes as you drape the tartan blanket that his mother had given him over her lithe frame. “It’s supposed to make the first time easier…”

He can tell from the tone of your voice that it doesn’t.

The two of you move into the kitchen, you close the door over behind you, leaving a gap so that you can keep an eye on Molly.

“Did he…” Les can’t bring himself to say it.

You shake your head.

“I didn’t let it get that far.” You tell him as you lean against the kitchen counter your arms crossed over your chest. He can read you like a book; he knows what it means when you withdraw like this, he knows that if you drew up the sleeves of that white peasant blouse that he’d see the bruises. He knows why Molly remains untouched. His jaw tightens at the thought, and he wishes you had never had to make that choice.

“I need to call Timber.” He says, his hand rubbing over the back of his neck. “When he finds out where she’s been…”

You both know what’s about to happen. As soon as the MC learns about what happened, they’re going to wipe Fallen Star off the face of the earth. Anybody who was complicit in the kidnapping is going to end up buried.

“If you want to get someone out, now’s the time to do it.” He tells you as his hand rests upon avocado rotary phone.

You both know that he’s talking about your father, the man who traded you to the sixty year old man, who became your husband so that he could take his place as one of the elders. The man who’s going to beat you bloody, who’s going to kill you when he finds you’ve left the leader of Fallen Star naked and dead in the middle of his bedroom with a hole the size of your fist in his chest.

“No.” You say resolutely. “He knew what they were doing when they took her, he knew how old she was, that she was just a little girl…”

You trail off as you feel the weight of it all starting to collapse in on you, it builds up in your chest and you blink rapidly but you hold it together because this isn’t about you. This is about Molly, about making sure she stays safe, because you are sure as shit know they will try to get her back, even with Ben dead. She’ll be forced to marry the next man, bear his children, it’s a cycle that won’t ever end, not unless someone makes it.

“Do it.” You tell Les. “Make the call.”

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[lazyrants]

The Great Crystal Caper (prod 105)

Original airdate: August 18, 2004

Story by Magnus Scheving, Mani Svavarrson

Written by Noah Zachary, Micheal Rabb, Magnus Scheving

Directed by Magnus Scheving, Steve Feldman

Executive producers - Magnus Scheving, Ragnheidur Melsted, Raymond P. Le Gue, Mark Read, Brown Johnson, Kay Wilson Stallings

Starring Magnus Scheving, Stefan Karl Steffanson, Julianna Rose Mauriello

Puppeteers - Ronald Binion, Gudmondor Thor Karason, Jodi Eichelberger, David Matthew Feldman, Julie Westwood, Amanda Maddock

Crystal Caper is the fourth episode of LazyTown. Sportacus' crystal gets swiped and everyone in LazyTown is looking for it. With plot twists, you'll never believe who took it, and you'll never believe who "found" it!

The episode begins with Sportacus flipping his water bottle around then chugging it all up in two seconds. What a promising start. Anyways, after drinking it, Sportacus' crystal beeps. That dang cat is up on the tree again. Sportacus saves him like usual, but what's the best part is that he does a frontflip up in the air and grabs the tree branch, holds the cat with one hand then jumps off. Couldn't he just have used a ladder..?

Ziggy has seen the whole thing and is talking to it about his friends while trying to imitate Sportacus. Sportacus is right behind him, though. This also happened with Piper in the Power Play Summer promo, so it's not very funny anymore. Anyways, everyone wonders how he did it, and he shows them the crystal.

Everyone's amazed by it, especially Stingy.. a bit too amazed. He asks Sportacus to keep it, but he says the following "You want it, but I need it." Stingy is for no reason at all offended then he starts going on and on about how he's going to look at HIS stuff and drive HIS car. All in all a very funny performance from Jodi Eichelberger (voice and puppeteer of Stingy). Stephanie tells Stingy not to be mad, but Trixie calls him a big baby. Stingy drives on a road that had a hole on the middle of it and Sportacus has to save him.. by covering up the hole with his body himself, resulting in Stingy driving over Sportacus. Many like to re-edit this scene to their liking, but I think it's funny just the way it is.

Sportacus' crystal falls off, and he doesn't notice, but Stingy does. He decides to tell Sportacus about it, but he instead ends up thanking him. "Oh, Sportacus needs this to save the lives of the citizens of our town? Meh, imma steal it!" Stingy considers keeping it for a few seconds, minutes, then hours.

In the lair, Robbie recieves a letter from a library saying he needs to pay $600.03 for an overdue book. He doesn't even read the whole thing and throws it away. I think we've all wanted to do that at one point. Oh, the life of being a villain.

In the airship, Sportacus jumps and flips into the airpod (for the record, the editors reused clips in which he OBVIOUSLY HAS THE CRYSTAL ON) and then realises the crystal is gone.

He goes to the town hall where Bessie and Milford are and asks Milford to see if anything about him his different. His guesses are - "You've grown a mustache", "Your muscles are bigger", and "Your crystal is missing". Sometimes I wonder how a man as dumb as Milford got to be the mayor of a town. But, in all honestly, it doesn't take a genius to manage a town with only eight citizens.. well, nine, if you count the cat.

Milford announces a reward for anyone who finds the crystal, being one wish. Then proceeds a montage. Bessie rings up the phone of every single person in town (including people who live out of town, and Robbie), and Pixel makes some posters. We now know that everyone in LazyTown has a phone. Everyone looks for the crystal, including Sportacus.. and for some reason, a new shot looking over for the (tiny) crystal on his ladder that wasn't seen in any other episodes has him WITH THE CRYSTAL.

Robbie isn't looking for the crystal and is enjoying every second that the crystal is lost. He finds a poster over the telescope and has the idea that if he wins the reward, he will get a wish, and he will use it to make Sportacus leave town FOREVER! (ever, ever, ever, ever..) Anyways, we're now with Stingy and he is in his car. He worries that they will notice he has the crystal, then he becomes too confident and decides to have it for a whole month. That whole month could bring LazyTown to shambles. Robbie is in his lair and has a lot of shiny things, which he uses to make a fake crystal that doesn't do anything. Stingy is now using the crystal as a hood ornament. Let's just hope he doesn't get into a car crash. While the gang are looking for it, he comes to town to show everyone the "crystal" he "found". Honestly, a pretty good plan.

Stephanie's suspicious of the whole thing, but then she realises that if Robbie Rotten can change then anything can happen. Then they do a whole song-and-dance routine about it, with multiple shots that would become iconic and recognized with the online fandom. Once it ends, Robbie just wants his wish, but Stephanie is getting ahead of herself, wanting to host a party (which they do, but she's going crazy on details) See, if any of the kids did it, nobody would care. Once a good person does something good, nobody cares. Once a bad person does something good, they're suddenly the most amazing person in history. Anyways, Sportacus says they have to tell Milford. He puts the stage up (last seen in Defeeted) but Robbie is annoyed. He just wanted the prize.

However, during his monologue, he falls into the hole that almost killed Stingy. How did that get there? Did he dig it? Nobody has fixed that since 3 episodes? Anyways, while climbing back up, he looks up only to see Stingy driving his car on the road. He then notices the real crystal on Stingy's hood. Ka-ching! They make a deal - Stingy gives Robbie the crystal, and Robbie in exchange gives him something expensive. They organize a meeting at the treehouse.

Robbie is still in the hole, and he starts talking about his smartness and how he scares himself. However, he screams because the cat at the beginning of the episode was crawling on his legs. LOL!

Sportacus is sitting on a bench and Stephanie comes up to him. Sportacus looks a bit concerned, he reveals to Stephanie that he has a feeling. Sportacus says it's nothing.

Stingy is glorifying the crystal in his treehouse alone. Robbie comes up to him with a stack of comic books, coins all over the world "including Iceland!", and a coffee cup with the map of Texas on it.

While it's tempting (I'd have accepted at the word 'comic'), Stingy says he can't do it. Robbie tells Stingy he'll snitch about the crystal, but he declines. Robbie says he's in deep trouble. (foreshadowing much..??) Money, comics and a cup! It woulda taken me all my strength to decline. Robbie throws the ladder away after he leaves the treehouse.

The real crystal beeps, and Stingy realizes that he is in trouble. He yells for help as loud as he can. At the award ceremony, Robbie is trying to grant his wish for Sportacus to leave town, but Stephanie hears the yells of Stingy and Sportacus' crystal doesn't beep, he then realises the one Robbie gave him was fake! It wouldn't have taken a genius, it didn't have the same glow as the real one. He confronts Robbie and goes to save Stingy.

Stingy is waving his underpants on a stick around hoping someone will notice, and then Sportacus comes to the rescue! Sportacus puts the ladder back and carries Stingy out. The footage of Stingy thanking Sportacus has actually been taken from Welcome to LazyTown after Sportacus saves him from flying off the seesaw. However, this episode was filmed before that one, meaning that Welcome to LazyTown is the episode that re-used footage. Now we know that the seesaw is right next to the treehouse... pretty bad placing if you ask me.

Sportacus takes Stingy to the ceremony to give the crystal back and he also tells Stingy that what you're doing affect others as well. Stingy says that his wish is to never take anything that doesn't belong to him.. and to own that stack of comic books Robbie bribed him with. Nah, just kidding. But if I was Stingy I would say that. Anyways, they celebrate by performing Bing Bang (the footage in this episode's Bing Bang was reused multiple times throughout Season 1), and Trixie kisses Stingy (on the neck) I never liked that bit. Not because I'm an immature boy who thinks romance is icky and stuff, but because it doesn't really fit in a show like LazyTown, and with eight year old characters.

In Robbie's lair, he is sent flying in his chair, along with the comics, coins and mug. He takes a sip of the mug and gags. In the uncut version (which has not been found), he says that it 'Tastes like oil'! It was cut out by Bush Administration because it was accused of propaganda against the US (the elections were going on at the time of filming).

I really liked this episode a lot! It offers the spotlight on a character other then Stephanie or Sportacus, and it does it pretty well. Funny dialogue, good song, but using reused shots that had the crystal in it in an episode that was centered about Sportacus losing the crystal is just a mind numbing move. It's ridiculous.

If you have the time, watch it. It's pretty good.

9/10

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[sercphs]

how did Fischl in her Fatui verse get into said organization? Did any particular circumstances lead to her joining?

Regarding Fatui Fischl, and how she found her way into the organization…

In her core canon, she was set upon the path that she was from a very young age, inspired by the stories of “Fischl” and how much she wanted to be like that incredible character in the books she loved. She did everything she could to become “Fischl,” in spite of the way that those around her behaved towards her in response to her desire to be the person she wanted to be, seeing support from solely her family. Her 14th birthday ultimately marked the most decisive point in her life in going from being “Fischl” to being Fischl. When even her own family now looked upon her with exasperation, she fled to the Library late at night to let her sorrows choke her, and found her vision and lifelong companion.

So, what if things had played out differently?

Instead, when greeted with exasperation by those most important to her, she responds as most young and spoiled children would: She throws a tantrum. The girl runs away, as far away, as she can. The initial reaction to chase after her is let go, as it is normal for children to be rebellious – she has nowhere else to go to, so it will only be a few hours at most before she returns home. It’s normal.

…But she doesn’t return home.

Hours turn to days, days into weeks, missing posters being put up and fading with time. The girl is gone without so much as a trace, disappearing in much the same way that characters of stories do when the book is closed on them.

Unbeknownst to those who sought her, she had already been found by another. The girl’s feelings of betrayal made way for the one she ran into in the outskirts around the city she called home – a city of people who refused to look at her for who she wanted to be. Soon enough however, she found the embrace of one who welcomed her for who she wanted to be, one who would provide a home to those lost and betrayed. So long as those welcomed in were of use.

It was on her 14th birthday that she embraced her new “Father,” a vision clutched in her hand. This was the day that Amy disappeared from the world, and Fischl was taken to a new home – a home that would welcome her for who she wanted to be instead of who she used to be.

A home where “None will ever betray you. Indeed, betrayal shall never be permitted here."

#.. ask answered #ancientforged #Sometimes an argument becomes so much worse. #Children can be predictable #But the actions of those unaccounted for destroy all predictions.

[girlsagaiinstgod]

“Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.”

i saw joanna smith coming through the trees. the thirty-two year old was fleeing from manchester, uk when they came across novac, and have sought salvation within the motel of purgatory. joey has been in town for nine months and has been assigned as a groundskeeper to keep society running smoothly. no matter what, they will find something to fight for.

basic information

full name: joanna halley smith

nicknames: joey (preferred), jo (okay), annie (don't)

birthdate & place: 25 february 1991 — manchester, england, uk (age 32)

gender: cis woman (she/her)

orientations: homosexual, homoromantic

relationship status: single

former occupation: history student at the university of manchester

current occupation: groundskeeper

personality aesthetics: renaissance artwork / a notebook collating all the knowledge she has that may have been lost / crying for people you've never met / reading poetry / picking up things for those you love ' just in case ' / tangled headphone wires, a battery stockpile + a walkman from the 2000s / the ginger spice poster on the wall of her childhood bedroom / hands covered in flour / always feeling like your dreams are beyond you always smiling even when you don't feel like it, even when no one believes you, even when it's more like a grimace / peach flavouring / constant sleep debt / would've, could've, should've / never learning to ride a bicycle / the sound of a kettle boiling / anger buried so deep you have to dig it out / only raising your voice in others' defence / burying your own needs with the body of who you once were / feeling every year as it goes by / feeling your optimism slip like water through your hands

key traits: passionate / esoteric / artistic / self-sacrificing / perfectionistic / introspective / routine-oriented / ambivert / sentimental / philosophical / stubborn

conditions: autism ( undiagnosed )

meyers-briggs type indicator: infj ( the advocate )

astrological big six: pisces sun / cancer moon / virgo rising / pisces mercury / aries venus / gemini mars

theme song: prayer factory by florence + the machine

key lyric: ' i listen to music from 2006 and feel kind of sick '

basic bio

the smith parents were rarely home. such is the life in a working city, trying to support four children. joanna — the eldest of the family — was thus essentially tasked with the upbringing of her younger siblings, beginning a tendency to ignore her own needs and prioritise those of others that became progressively more maladaptive: she's never really made it out of that. she still doesn't know that she's allowed to.

until the age of twenty-one, she'd never truly pursued anything for her own sake. she made do with books borrowed from libraries, mostly concerning the renaissance, a mp3 player, and the great resource of the internet. she did her best by the younger siblings, not always perfect — a matter about which she carries a lot of self-directed anger. in 2012, she finally applied to study history at the university of manchester. she'd wanted to do so for some time, but it'd never worked out between trying to support her siblings and the family business.

she'd recently finished her first year when her youngest brother — who she'd raised, considerably, even by comparison to the middle siblings — was missing, having taken off on a school. file under things in joanna smith's guilt book. she set off for america to try and find jasper, concerned for him beyond words. and then: the outbreak hit, stranding her in america, leaving her to search for him. this had no success for a long time, increasingly separated from people as the situation worsened worldwide and in places unfamiliar with. but she never stopped searching america high and low for not only jasper but perhaps her other siblings if they'd had similar ideas, hoping she'd at least get closure if not reunion.

eight months ago, on christmas day, joanna and her travelling companion chose to stop in new mexico and pause her tireless journey across america. at least for a few days, if not longer. yet novac proved to have precisely what she was looking for: her siblings.

( it'll take her a long time to rationalise the haunting feeling she abandoned them, even unintentionally, and even longer to speak such a sentiment out loud. )

#lastintro

[ishowmymombldramas]

Enchante (Thailand, 2022)

!!!THIS IS ALL JUST ONE HUGE SPOILER FOR THE WHOLE LAKORN, IF YOU REALLY WANT TO WATCH IT, THEN JUST PUSH YOUR DEVICE AND DO NOT READ THIS!!! But if you've already seen / you don't care about this work / you won't watch it / you're as thick-skinned about spoilers as I am, then you can read (I would read it better than I made such a mistake once).

Today we have a not sickly savory detective story called Enchante.

Plot: Theo returns to Thailand after living in France (is it their fetish to return years later?) to study at his father's university. After the move, Theo found himself in a new unfamiliar environment, but found a childhood friend Ak. One day Theo found a book in the library that "welcomes" him, its author is Enchante. This name means "nice to meet you" in French. Interested, Theo told Aku about this strange author. Ak soon found out that the four guys claim that they are the same Anshante. Will Theo be able to guess which of the four is the real Anshante? The social part: how Ak in the first episode yells at the customer of the online store with the words "MEN HAVE NO RIGHT TO RAPE WOMEN" >>>>>>> literally everything else

If you still want to watch this lakorn, then you should close this review already here, because what follows is not just spoilers, but a FULL STORY DRAIN. If you really want to know who the killer is in the story, then read on.

Love Line: Ak/Theo Despite the poster, the whole mega aesthetic and incredibly pastel vibe, THIS IS LITERALLY ONE OF THE MOST TOXIC RELATIONSHIPS IN MY MEMORY, ONLY MORE TOXIC IS THE RELATIONSHIP FROM LOVE THEORY WITH KHAI AND TERD, SORRY. Main characters: oh, they are worth considering in more detail, because we have a typical story where one friend is a prince, and the second is his unwitting servant. Theo: THE MOST EGO-CENTRIC PERSON I HAVE MEET, this man is SO selfish that he LITERALLY believes the whole world should revolve around him. All this fiction with enchante was only for AK TO GO EVERYWHERE WITH HIM! HE MADE IT ALL ONLY FOR AK TO SPEND ALL HIS TIME WITH HIM! He's just brainwashing him 24/7 with this story and his behavior. Ak: I've only seen people with such patience in Cupid's Last Wish, this man apologized for all Theo's psychoses, calmly swallowed when he admitted that he invented all this so that Ak would go everywhere with him. How I missed the characters from the section ✨a spineless rag✨, I even agree to accept if he is so from his love, but this is too much. I was sincerely sorry for Ak throughout the lakorn, because the person is literally the best, HE RAN TO PICK THEO FROM THE OTHER END OF THE CITY, BECAUSE HE WAS ASLEEPING IN THE BUS, TURNED OUT FUCK KNOWS WHERE AND CALLED FROM THE POLICE STATION, by the way, because of this, Ak lost work. Features: Book's French >>>>> all the nonsense characters and plot. In fact, this lakorn well reflects human greed and the desire to cash in on someone's naivety, literally all the ambassadors, except for Saifa (he was bribed directly), did this for their own benefit. Plus the romantic scenes are good enough, they're not too sugary and really look like long-awaited first love. I also love the forcebook a lot and their acting is really good, which is not bad for a debut lead role (as far as I know, this drama was popular at the time, which is good news for the actors). But to be honest, without my bias towards them, the lakorn is really bad precisely in the line of love, the detective is still more or less justified, even I could not guess who the killer Enchante was until episode 8 (and I actually guessed, who's under the mask of the monster in Scooby Doo is faster than the gang), but as they say, we need bad stories to learn from their mistakes. As much as I hate this lakorn, it's still my favorite (what a Schrödinger review: oh how I hate this toxic shit BUT YOU SHOULD WATCH, MY FAVORITE DRAMA YAH YES) I probably love the forcebook chemistry more than the plot.

I put 7 "I'll take you to the martian field" / "it's called Champ de Mars, idiot" out of 10 Force improvisations (did you think I'd overestimate everyone? ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ no.)

#review #thai bl #thai drama #thai series #thailand #forcebook #force jiratchapong #book kasidet #enchante #gmmtv bl #gmmtv #gmmtv series

[just-a-silly-little-whumper]

Intrude

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So this scene is one of the main reasons I wanted to write this series. I’m excited to get it out! (And just in time for a bunch of new followers, too! Hi everyone! Thanks for all your kindness!)

Elze’ith settles in to life in Castle Tergoria, and learns in a bit more detail what Lord Denholm desires from him.

Contains: Intimate whumper, vampire whumper, bloodbag whumpee, gilded cage, noncon kissing, mental link between whumper and whumpee, minor mind control, manipulation, painful magical healing

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The first week in Castle Tergoria was calm enough to set Elze��ith on edge.

He had fallen into a sort of rhythm. Wake up in the lavish guest chambers. Dress in the clothes Lord Denholm had provided (they were well-tailored and high quality, but wearing them made him feel vulnerable). Take his meals with Lord Denholm. Spend some time in the library with the other man doing arcane research. Wander the castle while the Lord was busy, trying and failing to get to know the other residents. Fall into an uneasy sleep. Repeat.

The mundanity was almost maddening. This couldn’t be all Lord Denholm wanted from him, could it? Would he start raising his expectations, and when? If their conversation that first morning was anything to go by, asking would only yield frustratingly vague results, so Elze’ith was left tense in his uncertainty.

He was reading alone in his bedroom one evening when he heard a knock at his door. Lord Denholm was on the other side, expression neutral. “I hope I am not disturbing you at this hour, my light.”

Elze’ith’s grip in the doorknob tightened minutely. They should have been done for the day. What could he want now? “Not at all, milord.”

“Good, good. May I come in?”

He’d rather if he didn’t, actually. “Of course.” He stepped back and swung the door open wider, gesturing for Lord Denholm to enter. The man entered confidently, as though he had every right to the small bedroom. Which, perhaps, he did; Castle Tergoria was his, after all. After a moment of consideration, Elze’ith shut the door behind them.

Lord Denholm took a moment to take in the room. “I hope your room is to your liking, my light. If there is anything you require, it can be provided.”

The bedroom was well-furnished, but still had the impersonal trappings of a guest room. The four-poster bed was luxurious, and the wardrobe was stocked with clothes apparently hand-picked for him by Lord Denholm (they were all disturbingly well-tailored, to the point he felt almost vulnerable wearing them). The rug was beautiful and soft beneath his feet. There were plenty of sconces for him to stave off the dark. The only personal touch was the small collection of poetry books Elze’ith had pulled from the library to begin filling out the small bookshelf in the corner, as a way to keep himself occupied without having to spend time in the castle proper.

“The bedroom is quite comfortable,” Elze’ith replied honestly. “The only thing that I find myself wanting is a mirror, but even that is a small matter.”

Lord Denhold glanced back at him, eyebrow raised. “Oh? I didn’t take you for a vain man, my light.”

Heat rushed to the tips of his ears. If he had a mirror, he could use it to communicate with Altair, but he couldn’t just say that. “I… I miss braiding my hair. There was never really an opportunity to do it while traveling. And it is much easier to do so when I can see what I am doing.” It wasn’t even a lie, not really.

There was a deep chuckle from Lord Denholm. “I see. Well, I think I can arrange for a vanity to be brought in.”

Lord Denholm turned around fully, crossing the distance between them and stepping into Elze’ith’s space. With a touch that was almost tender he reached up to tuck a strand of hair behind Elze’ith’s ear. The contact sent a shiver down Elze’ith’s spine. 

“I am glad you want to make yourself beautiful for me, my light,” Lord Denholm murmured. His fingers trailed slowly down Elze’ith’s cheekbone and came to lightly grip his chin. The Lord tilted his face up ever so slightly, and Elze’ith’s eyes widened as Lord Denholm began to lean in.

Cold lips pressed greedily against his own. For a moment he was taken aback, uncertain of what to do. Every muscle tensed and his heartbeat pounded in his ears. He made to pull away, but Lord Denholm placed his other hand on Elze’ith’s chest and pushed forward, walking the two of them back until Elze’ith was pressed against the wall. Relax, a voice in the back of his head purred, and the tension leaked out of him unbidden. Elze’ith could feel Lord Denholm smile against his mouth as he deepened the kiss, insistent and domineering. 

Some part of him had known, from the first time he had woken up in Castle Tergoria, that this had been what Lord Denholm had wanted. But he had allowed himself to put the dread aside, to believe that maybe it wouldn’t come to this. How naive he had been.

He just hoped Altair would forgive him.

With great reluctance he let his eyes slip closed and began to return the kiss. His hands curled into fists at his sides. Disgust grew heavier in his core with every passing moment, but Lord Denholm didn’t seem to notice or care. After the longest minute of Elze’ith’s life the Lord barely pulled away, moving his mouth instead to Elze’ith’s neck. He peppered a trail of tender kisses before lingering for a moment at Elze’ith’s pulse point.

A sharp burst of pain shocked a gasp out of him. Two white-hot stars of agony had manifested in his neck, accompanied by a sense of wrongness as something dug into his flesh. Every instinct screamed at him to pull away, but the command to relax still had him in his grip, and even without it there was nowhere for him to go. The twin knives in his neck shifted, and he groaned as his blood, his magic, his very being was siphoned from him with excruciating care.

Lord Denholm was feeding from him.

The process seemed to go on for an eternity.  The agony never quite lessened, even as he grew dizzy and his limbs went weak from the loss. At some point he found himself clinging to Lord Denholm for support. Distantly, he wondered if Lord Denholm intended on draining him dry.

Eventually, though, the teeth in his neck retracted, almost lethargically, and Lord Denholm swiped his tongue over the wound one last time before pulling back to meet Elze’ith’s gaze. His normally pale lips were stained bright red with blood.

“Delicious,” Lord Denholm murmured. “I knew you would be; magic does so much to improve the potency of blood. Oh—” A concerned expression crossed his face, and he cupped Elze’ith’s cheek. “Perhaps I indulged more than I should have. You seem so… depleted, my light. ”

“I am alright,” Elze’ith whispered instinctively. He couldn’t show weakness, couldn’t let anyone worry about him.

“So strong.” Lord Denholm’s hand moved to Elze’ith’s neck, and his thumb pressed into the puncture wounds. Elze’ith couldn’t help the whimper that escaped his throat, and Lord Denhom smiled. “Are you able to heal yourself, my light?”

With how drained he was, he wasn’t sure. But he had to try. Keeping one hand fisted in Lord Denholm’s shirt, Elze’ith brought his other hand up to hover over Lord Denholm’s. Channeling his healing magic required more exertion than normal, and his hand twitched over the wound as he strained. He grit his teeth as he felt flesh knit itself back together, the pain spiking before fading away to a dull ache. By the time he was done, he was shaking and barely able to stand, and collapsed into Lord Denholm’s chest.

“Good, good,” Lord Denholm purred. Elze’ith distantly registered a hand smoothing over his hair. “I knew you could handle this, my light. Well done.”

This was wrong. Every part of this was wrong. But he was spent, and didn’t have the will to resist Lord Denholm’s soothing words or now-gentle hands.

He was vaguely aware of Lord Denholm guiding him to his bed. When his head hit the pillow, he was already half-asleep. “Get some rest, my light. I’ll see you in the morning. We have more work to do.”

#flicker in the dark #silly writes #whump #whump writing #elze'ith sylrel oc #lord soren denholm oc #intimate whump #vampires #mind control #mind reading #manipulation #magic

[tweedstoat]

Just had a vivid memory from my adolescence and I wanna ask if anyone else remembers these books and if so what the actual fuck was going on with them

#they were literally just a way sluttier version of twilight #with very offensive use of native american myths i think??? #ok holy shit just read some excerpts and basically just every horrible cliche native american stereotype #anyways the vivid memory was that someone stole the whole series from my highschool library #and the library did like a missing person poster but for the books?? #and it was do funny me and my friend just stood there laughing for 5 straight minutes #dont queue want me baby #anyways cant believe my super catholic high school had these in the school library like im fairly certain there were several sex scenes #and this was the same school that whited out the dirty jokes in the school copies of romeo and juliet #which of course we all immediatley held up to the sunlight so we could see the dirty jokes thru the white out

[j4gm]

TOGETHER AGAIN SPOILERS

A thread of lore, Easter eggs, episode connections, and background details from Adventure Time: Distant Lands: Together Again! Let me know if I missed anything! This is adapted from my original Twitter thread.

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1. I was expecting them to perhaps do a classic style title sequence for this episode, but I wasn't expecting them to straight up use the original title sequence. The only difference is this final screen saying "Distant Lands".

2. The background of the title cards is also the hill from the title sequence.

3. The ice cream having "50 flavours" and having an image of an enlightened soul is an obvious reference to the 50th Dead World as we see it later in the episode.

4. Continuing with the metaphor, the dirt in the ice cream could be a parallel to the fact that Jake's Nirvana actually wasn't perfect, because his inaction was allowing for injustice to perpetuate.

5. This whole scene feels immediately slightly off. Finn has his Scarlet sword and is out on a classic Ice King adventure, but he speaks in his grown voice and all the slang feels much more forced than it did in the real season one. Turns out this was deliberate.

6. The snow golem speaks with a baby voice like it did in the pilot episode, even though in canon it has a deeper voice. This further hints that something is not quite right.

7. The first major break in continuity is these snow golems resembling Uncle Gumbald and Peace Master, who Finn didn't meet until later in his life.

8. LSP sitting on Finn's head like this is reminiscent of Pen Ward's piece for the 2018 Ble crew zine.

9. Finn being given the choice of helping somebody but ending up helping everybody reminds me of "Memories of Boom Boom Mountain". It's the kind of resolution that wouldn't happen so much in the late seasons of the show, which helps make this scene feel even further out of place.

10. Jake is half frozen by Ice King in pretty much the exact same way as he was in "Prisoners of Love", and even has a very similar line.

11. The Snail is seen here. The crew have said that the Snail has been deliberately left out of previous Distant Lands specials, so its placement here is another very deliberate hint that this whole sequence is "trying too hard" to be like the early seasons.

12. The book "Mind Games" appears a couple of times, as seen in several previous episodes of Adventure Time. The first is as Finn is approaching the library in his dream. It also appears as one of the items in Finn's backpack later.

13. Jake is hurt when Finn fist bumps him with his metal arm, revealing that this scene is not real. This is also a callback to the title sequences of "Islands" and "Elements".

14. A whole bunch of familiar skeletons are seen in the bird's nest: Dirt Beer Guy, Abracadaniel, Me-Mow, Lemongrab, Mr. Pig, and the Snail again. This doesn't necessarily mean that all these characters are dead, since this scene is just a hallucination.

15. Old Man Finn! He's still got the chest tattoo of Jake, and this time we know that Jake is dead, so the theory that Jake died before "Obsidian" seems pretty likely. He looks similar to his old man design from "Puhoy", with the same facial hair.

16. There are several cameos of familiar characters who apparently died at the same time as Finn. The first is this duck, who previously appeared in "Ocarina".

17. The second is Donny, from the episode... uh, "Donny".

18. This goblin guy is an unnamed background character from “The Silent King”.

19. This old lady first appeared in "The Enchiridion", way back in season one. Old ladies are a species in the Land of Ooo, so I guess she wasn't actually very old back then, given she just about outlived Finn.

20. This is the cobbler who first appears in "His Hero". Amazing that he lived so long given all the trouble he got into in that episode.

21. Land of the Dead! This place was first seen in season two's "Death in Bloom", and now we are finally learning its actual purpose. It's a sort of gateway and hub to all of the other dead worlds.

22. There are some more minor cameos at the gates: a house person from "Donny", a soft person from "Gut Grinder", and a wood person from "When Wedding Bells Thaw". And, of course, the gate guardian himself from “Death in Bloom”.

23. Finn completely ignores the gate guardian in the same way he did in Death in Bloom. This also has the convenient effect of not having to reveal how Finn died, leaving it up to the audience's imagination.

24. Mr. Fox! We already knew he would die at some point because BMO had his skull in the finale.

25. Finn has his design from the first Distant Lands poster in this scene. Turns out it's young Finn in old Finn's clothes. But they gave him a shirt in the poster so you wouldn't be able to see the tattoo.

26. The clapping that Finn does while he's looking for Jake is a callback to "James Baxter the Horse", when Jake tells Finn to listen for that same rhythm if they are killed and need to find each other in the afterlife.

27. Mr. Fox talks about a "past life quotient", suggesting that there might be some kind of limit to how many times somebody can reincarnate. Finn's reincarnations are also seen in this scene; a callback to "The Vault", and confirmation that reincarnations share the same soul.

28. Boobafina, the goose who Mr. Fox was in love with in his debut episode “Storytelling”, apparently reincarnated into a tugboat. We've already seen that objects can have souls in the episode "Ghost Fly".

29. Finn is initially assigned to the 37th Dead World, which is the same one that Jake went to when he died in "Sons of Mars". We can only guess at what the other numbers on the ticket mean ;)

30. Tiffany! Despite several lucky escapes throughout his life, Tiffany has finally died. I like the use of this imagery to express Finn's conflicted feelings about him.

31. The 50th Dead World has long been established as the "highest" dead world, and the one synonymous with Heaven within Adventure Time's universe. It was first mentioned in "Ghost Princess" back in season three.

32. It's unclear what happens to souls which are destroyed within the dead worlds. It is a similar question to asking what happened to the ghosts that were killed in "Ghost Fly".

33. Death doesn't speak at all in Together Again because his voice actor, Miguel Ferrer, passed away in 2017 long before production began.

34. Finn phases through New Death when he tries to attack him, just like what happened way back in "Death in Bloom".

35. The 30th Dead World contains Tree Trunks as well as many of her love interests; Mr. Pig, her alien husband from "High Strangeness", Danny and Randy who first appeared in "Apple Wedding", and several more who we don't recognise, including at least one who presents as a woman.

36. Literally yelled when these two showed up. Joshua calls Finn a crybaby, which is a callback to "Dad's Dungeon".

37. The wall of weapons in Joshua and Margaret's house includes the iconic Demon Blood Sword, which was broken in "Play Date", as well as Margaret's auto-loading crossbow from "Joshua & Margaret Investigations".

38. Jermaine is sidelined a few times through the episode, in reference to his attitude in "Jermaine" where he feels that Finn and Jake were always their parents' favourites. I would have hoped things would be a bit better by now.

39. Fern gets name dropped while Finn and Jake are reuniting. A shame he doesn't actually show up in the episode.

40. In this scene, Finn says "What time is it?" This is a very subtle reference to the 2010 cartoon "Adventure Time".

41. In a couple of shots during this fight scene it looks like Jake might have a tattoo. It seems like it only becomes visible when he stretches out his arm.

42. New Death's amulet in this scene resembles parts of the Lich's cape, foreshadowing his influence on New Death.

43. There are several more cameos in the 50th Dead World: Booshy from "High Strangeness", one of the Marshmallow Kids from "Scamps", and Ghost Princess and Clarence, who were seen ascending to the 50th Dead World in "Ghost Princess".

44. Finn didn't interact with Booshy in "High Strangeness", but it seems they must have met at some point before they both died because Finn knows his name.

45. It seems like people in the 1st Dead World are slowly melted away until they become part of the landscape. Nasty.

46. Lots more cameos in this scene: a gnome from "Power Animal", a gnome from "The Enchiridion", a Bath Boy from "The Vault", Blagertha from "Love Games", Maja the Sky Witch, a troll from "Dungeon", Chocoberry, Choose Goose, Wyatt, a spiky person from "Gut Grinder", and possibly more.

47. Tiffany's insults are consistently nonsensical and amazing, as they were in the original series.

48. The Candy Kingdom looks extremely different. Peppermint Butler is wearing the crown so he might be in charge now, which is supported by the kingdom's very magical-looking augmentations. It’s not clear whether Finn and Jake were expecting to find Princess Bubblegum or Peppermint Butler, since both have the initials “PB” and both could be going by the title of “Princess”. Perhaps Peps and Bubblegum share the princess duties now that PB is living with Marceline more of the time.

49. Peppermint Butler has a "Boss" mug, although it's not the same colour as the one from "Obsidian".

50. Jake's ghost has the same design as he did when BMO killed him in "Ghost Fly". I also absolutely love Finn's ghost. This scene establishes that ghosts are just visitors to the mortal plane from the dead worlds.

51. Life has only appeared in animated shorts before now. Namely, "The Gift That Reaps Giving" which establishes her relationship with Death, and "Frog Seasons: Winter". This episode gives her a concrete place within Adventure Time's pantheon: she is in charge of reincarnation.

52. A translation of Life’s angry French dialogue by Shado: “After all I did for that boy. After all I did for him. No, it's not possible. It's not possible no, that... that makes me so mad but it's not possible.”

53. We finally have in-universe confirmation that Shoko's tiger is a previous life of Jake. This was previously confirmed by one of the writers, but wasn't canon until now.

54. I feel like Finn pulled off Shoko's look even better than Shoko did. I wonder whether Finn has gained the memories of his past lives now that he’s dead.

55. No Easter egg here, just want to appreciate this image.

56. There is an elemental symbol on the wall here, as seen in "Jelly Beans Have Power".

57. Tiffany's dramatic internal monologue is a recurring gag, as is his habit of nearly dying from falling into holes.

58. The Jake suit makes a cameo in the fight against New Death. It was last seen in the episode "Reboot”.

59. Finn's backpack contains a few familiar items: the t-shirt with the pocket from "It Came from the Nightosphere", Finn's underwear from "Little Dude" and other episodes, and a copy of Mind Games as I've already mentioned.

60. The Lich's Hand is present in the background of Death's... death scene. This is probably the unseen "friend" who New Death keeps talking about.

61. The Lich's menacing monologues often begin with a single command. Previously they have included "Fall" and "Stop". This time, the command is "Burn".

62. Jake uses the word "boingloings", which is a callback all the way to "Hitman" in the third season.

63. Jake's blue shape-shifter form from "Abstract" appears very briefly during his fight with Finn.

64. Finn's lumpy space person form also makes an appearance. This design was last seen all the way back in the second episode of the entire show, "Trouble in Lumpy Space".

65. Jake steps on the Lich's hand in a very similar way to how he stepped on Ash in "Memory of a Memory", which is itself a Monty Python reference.

66. The credits include a dedication to a few AT cast and crew who have passed away. Polly Lou Livingston was the voice of Tree Trunks. Miguel Ferrer was the voice of Death. Michel Lyman and Maureen Mlynarczyk were both sheet timers on the original series. Rest in peace.

67. The message that Finn and Jake write out on the ouija board is "BUTT", which Peppermint Butler takes as a distress signal. This message is also used as a distress signal by the Hot Dog Knights in "The Limit".

68. Peppermint Butler's reversed dialogue from the scene where he makes contact with Finn and Jake is "Kee-Oth Rama Pancake", the spell from “Dad's Dungeon” for banishing demons.

69. That appears to be President Porpoise with all of Tree Trunks’ other lovers.

70. In this scene, Life is humming part of "Lonely Bones", the song which Death tried to record for her in her debut short "The Gift That Reaps Giving". It's hard to notice because it's so brief.

71. Finn and Jake's cover is blown while in the Land of the Dead because Jake loudly farts, which also happened in "Death in Bloom".

72. The place where Mr. Fox explains the perception mechanics of the afterlife is the exact same location as the River of Forgetfulness from "Death in Bloom", which, as it turns out, was imaginary.

These are sort of out of order at the end because I was adding stuff to the Twitter thread as it got discovered. That’s all for now!

#adventure time #together again #finn the human #jake the dog #lorepost

[uglypastels]

Hogwarts idea

Can you make a fic about how Tom sneakes out at night to spend the nights in the readers room (common room/bedroom) he’s a gryffindor and she’s a ravenclaw

Maybe they have a deal with the house teacher of one of the houses. Maybe he tries to hide in her bed as so not to wake the others. Maybe they fall asleep in the common room and have a minor panic when they wake up and it’s morning. Maybe they accidentally switch clothes or one of them steal the others clothes so they walk around with the wrong colors.

love love love love this!!! and I'm sorry it took me so long, I've been in a bit of a writing slump, but this is the best request to get me out of it! thank you <3 and hope you like it. (this got a bit out of hand and I might have changed the ending a lil bit but I hope its good heh)

(gender neutral!reader, I think? at least that's what I went for but if I accidentally missed something just let me know and I'll edit, I'm dumb)

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Being in your seventh year at Hogwarts, with exams just around the corner, was taking up almost every waking minute of your days. Adding the fact that you had your Head Student duties, and Tom had his Quidditch house team to take care of, meaning that you barely ever had time for each other. The only solution, in your young and smitten minds, was that some rules needed to be broken- just a little bit.

It took Tom some time to convince you since you were supposed to be setting the right example for the younger students, but eventually, one gloomy Friday morning, he finally got to you.

"C'mon, love, it will be fun," he had his arm draped around you as you tried to enjoy your breakfast, the looks of your fellow housemates never going unnoticed. There had never been a rule against students eating meals at different tables, and yet, seeing the captain of the Gryffindor team spending all his mornings and evenings at the Ravenclaw table was a strange sight. He preferred your table, he had said one day when you asked, it was quieter. That you could not disagree with. The Gryffindors were always rowdy.

"I don't know Tommy, what if we get in trouble?" you bit the inside of your cheek, as you always did when you got nervous. Tom responded by pulling you in tighter and kissing your cheek, then said:

"That's half the fun of it, darling." His words rushed an array of feelings through you. A part of you started to feel flustered, while the other wanted to shove his face in the large bowl of porridge that stood on the table.

"Please," he looked at you with his usual sad puppy-eyed look. "I feel like never get to see you, y/n. So I'll come over tonight, you can let me into the Rave tower, we'll hang out a bit and then I'll leave- like nothing ever happened. What do you think?"

"I don't know, Tommy-" You tried to keep a straight face, but it was hard to say no to a gorgeous face like his. after a few short moments of silence, you finally agreed, "fine. Be there at 10. Do not be late, Holland."

"I wouldn't dare to waste a second away from you." He kissed you, grabbed a slice of toast (from your plate, of course), and got up.

"Wait, where are you going?" You asked, confused, since breakfast wouldn't end for another 20 minutes.

"I'm kind of late for early detention with McGonagall," he chuckled before running off, toast between his teeth. You just rolled your eyes and finished your meal in peace.

You never really thought that your classes were boring, but that day, every minute seemed to go by at a quarter of its speed. It was as if someone had put a time-stopping hex on you if that even was a thing. You couldn't wait to finish your studies in the library (the scheduled hours at the library was necessary since there was still so much to get through before the NEWTs), so you could make your way back to the Great Hall for dinner. Once there, you immediately were on the lookout for the head of dark brown curls. You stood in the doorway, letting people pass you, but no luck; Tom was nowhere to be seen.

Internally, you already started cursing. It would be just your luck that he'd get attention again for the rest of the night. Why did you have to fall for the troublemaker-

"Aaah!" you shrieked as suddenly your feet were lifted from the ground. Arms wrapped around your middle, and you were spinning around. You wanted to scream more, but you heard the familiar laugh, and it immediately put you at ease.

"Put me down," you laughed. Tom complied without pretence. But his hands remained at your sides as you turned to face him. And then, eagerly, his lips met yours in a chaste kiss.

It was, of course, silly to think that you could have this moment just for yourself, in a hall filled with hundreds of students. Only a few seconds into your kiss, you could hear wolf-whistles around you. Someone, who sounded very much like Tom's friend and team co-captain Harrison, called out from afar: "Get it, Holland!" Tom was quick to put up two fingers in his direction, not paying attention to anyone. But the mood was ruined, and you pulled apart.

"Missed you today," he said softly.

"Missed you, too." You replied. His fingers slipped between yours, and like that, hand in hand, you were already making your way to the Ravenclaw table, but, unfortunately, Tom was stopped when someone tugged at the back of his robes.

"Oi, you dickhead-" but he laughed it off when he saw it was Ben, another friend and member of the Gryffindor team.

"Sorry 'bout that," Ben apologised, "but we're supposed to be holding a team meeting, remember?" He pointed over at the Gryffindor table, and, indeed, the rest of the team was huddled together at the edge of the table. Harrison had gotten up when he saw you and Tom looking, returning the gesture of the two fingers held up in the V-shape.

"Shit, I forgot." Tom brushed his fingers through his hair. He looked at you, eyes already full of regret, and you could tell he was ready to apologise, but you stopped him before he even opened his mouth.

"Don't worry, we'll talk later, yeah." You kissed him on the cheek, "remember, 10."

And miraculously, Tom did remember. As the clock in the Ravenclaw common room struck 10, you heard the faint knock at the other side of the entrance. Of course, Tom knew where and how to access the Ravenclaw tower, but the riddles that the eagle doorknocker asked were at times a bit too hard, bless him.

You pushed the door open, and there he stood. His robes were exchanged for sweatpants and a hoodie. A blue one, you noticed, not that that would help him fit in with the crowd in the common room. Tom had been team captain for the past three years, and his team had not failed to win the cup once since he had even joined the team, to begin with. Everyone in school knew him and adored him. Not even the rest of your house managed to be mad at him (though the Ravenclaw team definitely held a bit of a grudge after a few bad losses over the years).

He stepped inside, and you quickly lead him around the common room up the stairs of the dormitories.

You had heard that years ago, the stairs had a spell on them that stopped the male students from even attempting to step up to the other dormitories. Now, however, this "rule" has been dropped, ever since several students expressed their concerns for the double standards between the male and female student body, as well as the discomfort it might set up for the queer students.

Personally, you thought it would be even better if every student could have their own room, since sharing a space with four other people could get a bit crowded at times and you liked your privacy, but it was understandable that in an ancient building like Hogwarts renovations were not always an option.

Luck struck once more when you opened the door to your dormitory, and it was empty. All of your friends were still out, most likely staring at their books, in the hopes of getting struck with a moment of brilliance that could help them pass their exams. You closed the door, and Tom made himself comfortable in your bed.

It felt like the entire day had already been wasted, not to mention dinner, so you hurried down to your bed, pulling down the curtains of the four-poster, just to get that little bit of privacy you longed for at the end long day. But, of course, it was nothing unusual or suspicious since you often closed your curtains when you were too tired to chat with your roommates.

It was dark with the curtains closed, but Tom was quick to pull out his wand and murmured "lumos" the tip immediately illuminated in soft blue light. The glow was just enough for you to see his face, the goofy grin taking over his features.

"What are you laughing at?" you asked, whispering in case someone would walk in.

"Nothing," he shrugged, "just happy to be here with you."

"You're daft," you laughed.

"Yeah, about you," and with that, he kissed you. The light at the end of his want went out as he dropped between you. His lips were soft and sweet, the pudding that had been served with dinner still lingering on him. He must have stolen a few cookies from the table when it had finished, you thought, to eat later. He often did that.

You stayed like that, cuddling, stealing kisses from one another, for hours, probably. You were never quite sure because eventually, you both drifted off into a slumber. You could have probably slept like that, wrapped in his arms, forever, if it wasn't the bright light peeking through your curtains that was hitting you right in the face. And the whispers. You could hear people talking.

"I swear, they're just the cutest." It was your friend talking.

"But do they really need to do it here?" A second voice said, also familiar to you. "I mean, how many rules do you think they're breaking?"

"Oh shut!" you heard pillows being thrown. Or at least assumed that was what was happening around you. You couldn't be bothered to open your eyes, instead deciding to focus on Tom and his calm breathing. Your head was close to his chest, so you felt it rise with each inhale he took, and you could hear his heartbeat.

It was Saturday, meaning no classes. You had studied every day for the past few weeks, definitely deserving a little break for the day. If you remembered correctly, Tom wouldn't have training until the late afternoon and you could always skip breakfast. If you got hungry before tea, you could always sneak into the kitchens. After all, the two of you had already broken so many rules, what would be the harm in one more.

Ignoring the further whispers of your friends, you snuggled closer to Tom, feeling his arm wrapping tighter around you. Both of you shuffled around a bit, trying to find back the comfort from the night, and quickly you fell back to sleep.

The End

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BTS Reaction || Their Future Son Comes To See Them [Request]

A/N: Just reminds me of those tiktoks, “is that dad on the poster?” “WhIcH oNe Is It?” Different tropes for the guys since I want to try and see if you guys liked that

SEOKJIN: College Au

There was a flash of green light coming from behind one of the bookcases in the college library and Jin flinched turning to look over his shoulder to see a teenage boy coughing up a storm, 

"You okay?" Jin asked as he slowly got up from his chair to help the boy, he turned to look at Jin and smiled brightly while jumping up and down on the spot. 

"It worked!" He yelled out, earning a death glare from the librarian, 

"It worked?" Jin questioned trying to look behind the case where the boy had emerged but there was nothing there that could explain the green flashing. 

"So...Where is she?" Jin frowned at the question, looking around the library to see if the boy could have been speaking to anybody else but there was nobody besides Jin and the librarian there. 

"...Who?"

"Mum! Where is she? I know you guys said you met in the library but I didn't think you meant it," Jin frowned even more as he stared over at his desk, rubbing his head. Maybe he'd just fallen asleep and this was some kind of weird dream he was having so he slowly made his way back to the desk and sat down.

"There she is!" The boy yelled out in excitement, sitting beside Jin as you entered the library, your head down in a book as you walked towards the table behind Jin completely ignoring him.

"I must have messed up the dates, I thought you said you and mum met today...I wanted to see it," Jin shook his head before turning to look at the boy. 

"What are you talking about? Is this some kind of sick joke?" Jin had always had a crush on you, it was no secret amongst him and his friends so he figured this was their way of pranking him for it.

"Dad...No, I came from the future to see you...I wanted to watch you guys meet for the first time." Jin shook his head even more not believing it for a single second but then he heard you gasp in shock, his whole body turned to look at you as you clutched your finger. 

"Paper cut," Jin walked over to you, cleaning up your finger while giving you a band-aid, 

"I always come prepared," You laughed softly at him introducing yourself while your future son sat back and observed everything there was.

When Jin turned back to question the boy on who he really was he was gone and just like that he was talking to you about the book you were reading and what you were doing for the prom that was coming up.

YOONGI: Idol!Au

Yoongi stared at the boy that was sitting on his studio sofa, 

"Oh sweet, you have these in the future too!" The boy yelled out reaching forward to take some of the sweets that were sitting in the middle of the coffee table in front of Yoongi's sofa,

"How- Did somebody let you in?" Yoongi could have sworn he hadn't heard the bell to his door go off to signal someone was coming into the room and he hadn't been working that hard on anything. 

"No, I used my time machine, I wanted to see what you were doing today eighteen years ago...You grounded me so I just wanted to explore for a bit." Yoongi stared at the boy before shaking his head, 

"I'm asleep. I just fell asleep because I'm working too hard." He mumbled to himself as he began turning back to the computer and working, 

"If I was in your dreams how would I know the password to your computer and the fact that your crush is going to meet you in fifteen minutes." Yoongi's hand on the mouse tightened and the boy smirked, 

"No one knows about my crush on Y/n," He grumbled turning to look back at the boy who was nodding, 

"I do, in fact, mum knows she's just waiting for the right time to do something about it. She's still stuck on the whole, "It'll ruin our friendship" thing but you win her over in the end," 

"You keep saying, mum, who's your mum?" The door to Yoongi's office opened and you walked into the room with food in your hands, 

"I bought lunch! I also stopped by your favourite coffee place and got your favourite snacks," You stopped speaking when you saw the boy on his sofa, 

"I didn't know you had a friend-"

"I was just leaving, have fun." The boy got up and headed to the door, with your back to him he pointed at you and mouthed, "that's mum" to Yoongi before leaving the room with a giant smile on his face, Yoongi more confused than ever.

HOSEOK: Non!Idol AU

"You know, it would all go a lot smoother if you just spoke to her," A voice from behind Hoseok said making him jump, kneeing the table and spilling his drink all over the floor. 

"What? S-Speak to who?" He stuttered out at the teenage boy that was now sitting in front of him while you came over to clean up the spilt drink. 

"Her," The boy mumbled as you walked away to get some cleaning supplies, 

"What are you talking about?" The boy sighed rolling his head back as he stared at the ceiling, 

"Mum always said you were clueless when you were younger," He turned to look back at Hoseok who seemed even more confused than before. 

"Talk to her, give her your number. She's sick of dropping you hints that you don't pick up on," Hoseok shook his head as he tried to think what the boy was talking about. 

"You said mum said I was clueless...Do I know you?" The boy rolled his eyes, 

"Ah, what the hell, you won't remember. I'm your son from the future...I came to tell you that mum was always sick of your taking your time on asking her out...So just do it," Hoseok blinked trying to decide if he had heard that sentence right or if he was just starting to lose his mind. 

"She was really pretty at my age...Not that she's not beautiful you know in the future but dad...Seriously, take a shot before you lose-" He stopped speaking when you came back to the table, 

"I'll just get this cleaned up, is there anything I can get you for you Hobi and your new little friend?" You turned to look at the boy and that was when you and Hoseok both noticed he was gone,

"Weird...I didn't hear the bell on the door," You frowned but Hoseok smiled at you, 

"He must have had something to do, I didn't even know him...Do you maybe...Wanna hang out this weekend?" Your eyes lit up, you'd been dreaming of him asking you out for weeks. 

"Sure, text me." You whispered, writing your number down on an order form and giving it to him before hopping back behind the counter.

NAMJOON: Book shop AU

"Isn't that like the fifth time you've been in there this week, mum is going to think you're insane," Namjoon jumped at the boy that was standing in front of him when he came out of the store. He looked too old to be your son but Namjoon stared at him, 

"I didn't know Y/n had a son," Namjoon said to the boy who shook his head, 

"She doesn't yet, you and her will have one in the future and that's me." Namjoon laughed loudly before covering his mouth as he saw people staring over at him with a look of confusion on their faces. 

"What are you talking about?" The boy sighed leaning against the wall that was behind him, 

"I know you'll never believe me but I'm your future son, you and Y/n end up together and you both end up very happy." Namjoon smiled at the thought of it, being with you. It had been his dream for the longest time since he had a huge crush on you but he never for a second thought that the boy in front of him would even be his future son. 

"What makes you think I would believe-" He stopped speaking when there was a flash of green light and the boy was missing from where he had previously been standing. 

"I need to get some sleep," Namjoon grumbled, walking off in the direction of the dorms.

JIMIN: Best Friends Sister

Jimin walked past your bedroom door to see a boy standing in the door, 

"Oh...Are you Y/n's boyfriend?" He questioned as he felt jealously beginning to bubble inside of him at the thought of you having a boyfriend. Not that it was his business since you were Jin's younger sister and Jimin knew if he even tried to date you Jin would break every bone in his body. 

"No, God no! She's my mum! Ew!" Jimin frowned wondering if it was some kind of joke that he wasn't understanding but the boy looked around the room. 

"I came to see if you guys were together yet but I think I got the year wrong," He mumbled beginning to tap on a watch that was around his wrist, 

"What are you talking about? Got the year wrong? Mum?" The boy let out an unimpressed loud groan. 

"You and Y/n are my mum and dad...You guys will end up together, now if you'll excuse me-" He was cut off when a flash of green happened and Jimin was left in the room by himself. 

"Jimin? What are you doing in my room?" Your voice came from behind him and he jumped, trying to think of an excuse.

TAEHYUNG: Idol AU

"You can't be shy forever, you have to speak at some point." Taehyung stared at the boy in front of him, claiming to be his son from the future. Taehyung didn't believe him of course, what kind of person would believe something like that? 

"You have no idea what you're talking about," Taehyung mumbled, going back to working on the song he and Jimin were writing with one another, 

"Mum is about to walk through the door, you'll compliment her clothes, she'll compliment your looks and then you'll get so sweaty and nervous you leave the room. That's how mum remembers it anyway," The door handle wiggled and Taehyung filled with dread at the thought of talking you the way that the boy explained it would go down. 

"I'm joking. That's uncle Jimin, he'll go and get Mum in 3...2...1-"

"Y/N WAIT UP!" Taehyung's eyes widened as he realised the boy was telling him the truth, then he filled with joy as he realised he and you were finally going to be the ones to end up together...He just had to somehow pluck up the courage to talk to you properly without his heart combusting into a pile of ashes.

JUNGKOOK: Best friends Ex

"Whatever the boys are paying you, I'll pay you triple to leave me alone," Jungkook grumbled as the teenage boy sat on the end of his bed watching him closely then checking the date, 

"Oh shit. It's the day Uncle Taehyung found out you loved Y/n...Don't worry dad, it works out...Taehyung forgives you for falling in love with her and he lets you be happy." Jungkook shook his head wanting all of this to go away. He'd confessed to Taehyung about his hidden feelings for you and it started a huge fight between the two of them about how they were supposed to be friends. 

"You're just messing with me, it's Taehyung trying to get me back." He mumbled into the pillow but the boy sighed, 

"If it was Taehyung getting me back how would I know the date you and mum get married, that my middle name is Tae - after my uncle and that you had a weird scar on your left thigh that you got about three weeks ago that you haven't told anyone about." Jungkook froze as he stared up at the boy, 

"I gotta go, but just...Just believe you and mum will be together soon. I promise." With that the boy slowly began to vanish out of the room and Jungkook was left alone with his thoughts, thoughts of you and him finally being together and everyone being happy around you.

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Lock and Key I

Summary: In which Spencer Reid stumbles upon a GED class at Millburn and feels something like hope for the first time in weeks.

[Series Masterlist]

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The prison library is a haven, for the few minutes he’s allowed to visit twice a week. It’s quiet, secluded, and full of his favorite things – books. The selection is nowhere near as nice as his personal collection at home, or the public library, but it’s better than nothing. Without words, he’d go mad. He needs stories to keep him sane, to give him a route he can escape by.

Today though, he’s startled to walk into the small space and find twelve other prisoners inside – accompanied by a face he’s never seen before. A woman. What’s even more surprising is that she doesn’t wear the uniform of a guard or an employee. Instead she’s in Converse sneakers and a lavender polka-dotted dress. It’s been so long since he saw that color – any bright color, really. But it’s his favorite and it isn’t until that moment that the realizes how much he’s missed the simplest of things. The sight of his favorite color. Bright images in dull spaces. Things that look hopeful.

Reid isn’t sure what’s going on, but the other prisoners seem to be too absorbed in the books to notice him. Just as he’s thinking he can back away quietly and return tomorrow, she turns around, smiling at the sight of him.

“Well hello there!” she says. “Are you Luis?”

Reid tilts his head, confused. How does this stranger know his friend? “Uh, no, no I’m not. I’m sorry, who are you?”

Her smile drops, though she doesn’t seem annoyed. Merely disappointed. “Oh. They told me Luis would be joining us today, but he never showed up. I’m Y/N. I’m one of the teachers here.”

This is the first he’s heard of such a thing. “You teach?”

She nods. “That’s right! I teach a couple of different groups – a few college classes here and there, a resume workshop. This is my GED class. We’re starting a unit on British Literature so they’ve all come to pick out a novel. You must be new here,” she notes, looking him over. He can feel himself flush under her gaze. It’s been a while since someone looked at him just to see him and not to evaluate his potential as a threat or a tool. “If you’d like, you can join the class. I’ve got plenty of open seats.”

“Oh no, I don’t need a GED.”

“It’s never too late to graduate,” she says. Then, considering him, “But that’s not what you meant is it?”

The way she’s studying him makes him nervous, though he’s certain it’s the same way he’s studied suspects and victims, trying to see beyond the obvious and understand what lies beneath. How strange, to be on the other side of that stare. “I’ve graduated high school already,” he informs her, hoping he doesn’t sound aloof. “And college. Actually, I hold three PhDs.”

“In what?”

“Mathematics, chemistry, and engineering.”

Y/N holds his gaze, taking this in. It’s as though she’s trying to decide whether or not to believe him. He figures in this environment, perhaps it’s not unusual to be told blatant lies by some prisoners. Delusion and paranoia aren’t uncommon. To teach in a place like this, she would have to be insightful and observant. For whatever reason, she must decide to trust him, because she smiles again.

“Well that’s rather impressive. You’re more qualified than I am. Just a Master’s for me.”

Reid decides against commenting in the irony of the situation, that despite his qualifications he’s nothing but a prisoner here. The same category as every drug-dealer, murderer, petty thief, and gangbanger. No better. But the way she looks at him, it at least makes him feel normal again. She looks at him like he’s a human being, with no disdain or disgust in her gaze, and no air of superiority in her voice.

“What did you study?” he asks her.

“English literature in college, education in grad school. I specialized in literature and languages, though I’m not too shabby when it comes to history. If it’s the STEM field you’ll be wanting though, you’ll have to check in on Tuesdays and Thursdays, my colleague teaches those classes.”

Glancing down at her watch, her eyes widen. “Goodness, we’re almost out of time.” She turns to the other inmates and instructs them to make their choices before she has to dismiss class for the day. To him, she adds, “It was nice to meet you – um…”

“Doct-” he begins, before stopping himself. This isn’t a normal introduction. Here, he holds no title, no position of importance. “Er, Spencer. My name is Spencer.”

“Well, Doc –” He tries not to smile at her casual acknowledgment – “if you ever change your mind, we meet Mondays and Wednesdays in room W15 during the afternoon rec slot.”

Despite having no need to attend a GED class, and for reasons he cannot quite explain, he finds himself slipping into that very room on Wednesday afternoon. Y/N glances up from the whiteboard she writes on, faltering for only a brief moment when she catches sight of him slipping into an empty seat in the back row, but she carries on. They’re talking about common themes in Brit Lit, and she’s explaining the Canterbury Tales, which they’ll be reading parts of. From what Reid gathers, there aren’t enough copies of books for them to all read the same novel, but she’s printed out large sections of the Tales for them to read together. It’s familiar, and for someone whose life has largely revolved in academia, it’s soothing to be in an environment where learning is taking place and discussion is happening. Even though he sits silently in the back row, observing.

The other inmates have all picked out books to read on their own and report on, from King Lear to Brave New World. A few have even selected Bronte and Austen novels, which Y/N applauds them for. When she divides them into groups to read and discuss “The Knight’s Tale,” she slips over to join Reid in the back of the room.

“I didn’t think you’d make it, Doc,” she tells him.

He shrugs. “I – I’ve kind of missed the classroom. I figured it wouldn’t hurt to sit in. If you don’t mind, of course!”

“Not at all.” She smiles, dismissing his worry with a wave of her hand. “The more the merrier. Besides, it’s rare that I have students with such an extensive education beforehand.  You’ll need to file an enrollment slip though, just for official records.”

She hands him a piece of paper and a commissary pen. While he doesn’t need the credit, he could use the normalcy. Discussions about books with other people in a space that feels a little safer – even if it doesn’t look like the classrooms he’s used to. The walls are stark white and bare save for three posters of famous writers and scientists. The two windows have thick bars on them. The desks are bolted to the floor. Every man in the room wears prison issued blues. But there is a whiteboard and a bookshelf and a clock. And Y/N, in a bright blue turtleneck. It makes him think of the sky, which he only gets a glimpse of for a few hours each week. Suddenly, she’s become the most vivid connection to the outside world.

“How long have you been teaching here?” he asks as he writes down answers to the form’s printed questions.

“Almost three years now. It started with just GED classes, but some volunteer programs have helped us bring new opportunities to the guys. It took me a while to convince the warden, but they’ve been a huge success. So are you coming from another facility? I know we had some transfers last week.”

He shakes his head. “I uh, I haven’t been sentenced yet. But there was overcrowding at the jail so they sent me here.” Reid pauses. “I assumed you would’ve known that.” The inmate records are publicly available. All she’d have to do is search his name or the number on his clothing and everything she needed to know would be right there – his charges, his admission date, his identifying information and that ID photo from his first day.

But she just shrugs. “I make a point not to look up what my students have been convicted of. I let them volunteer that information if they choose to, but I respect their privacy. Besides, I’d like to believe all of us are more than the worst thing we’ve ever done.”

He’s struck by her words. After all, for the last decade his job has been to see people precisely as the worst thing they’ve ever done. To delve deep into those actions and develop a profile of a person on that alone. He has an impulse to dismiss her statement as naïve, but it reminds him of Garcia, of her boundless optimism and her ability to see the best in the world even after looking at the worst of it. That memory and the smile Y/N looks at him with softens the heart he’s been carefully hardening since he arrived here. And so rather than dampen her spirit he asks, “Does it matter if I’ve read all of the books you’re discussing already?”

Her eyes widen ever so slightly with surprise. “All of them?”

“My mother was a literature professor,” he says. “And I just really like books.”

“Well, typically I’d encourage you to take the courses we offer for college credit but they’re full. Since you already have your GED, I suppose we could treat it like you’re auditing. It might help some of the guys to have someone with a little more academic experience…” She trails off and then gasps. “Oh wait! How would you feel about being the TA for the class? It’s been so long since I had one for the GED classes.”

“Like… grade papers and things?”

“No, not like that,” she says. “There are strict rules about who sees what here. Being a TA for me would be less typical TA duties and more of mentoring the other students, helping me clean up after class, re-shelving books, things like that. It’s not an official job so there’s no pay, but you would get good time credit.”

Though he doesn’t know what his sentence here will be, if he’s sentenced at all, he knows that any good time credit he can obtain to reduce the length of it is worth it. And so he says, “Okay.”

Y/N’s eyes light up. Her smile is the prettiest thing he’s seen since he got here. “Perfect! Oh, this is so exciting. I’m glad you joined us.” When he finishes the paperwork, she leads him to an empty seat at a group of tables.

“No, no, you’ve got it all wrong, Porkchop. It’s a love story,” one of the men is saying to another.

“Come on now, Xavier, you know the rules,” Y/N interrupts. “Nicknames stay outside the classroom. We use first names here.”

“Sorry, Teach,” Xavier says. He tries again. “It’s a love story, Carl.”

“That’s more like it. Carl, I can’t wait to hear your response. But first, I’m going to have Spencer join your group, alright? He’s our newest student and our TA for the class. He’s read a lot of these books so if you’re having a hard time or want to talk to someone about the material outside of class time, he’s a great person to ask.”

The group welcomes him – Xavier, Carl, Richie, and Luis. Reid is grateful to be with Luis, the one person he knows he can consider a friend inside. They talk about Chaucer and “The Franklin’s Tale,” and he’s surprised by the critiques and connections his peers make. Their debate is certainly different than the conversation he’d expect to find at a university class, but their ideas are still insightful and interesting. They make connections to their own lives, to the sacrifices they have made and the power of love they have witnessed firsthand. Mothers who never stop fighting for their appeal cases. Friends who send money so they can afford commissary. The difficulty of skipping commissary so they can send money home to their own families outside.

When their discussion finally winds down, Reid asks, “What’s the rule with nicknames about?”

“It’s Miss Y/N’s way of humanizing people,” Xavier says. “She says when we use first names like that, we’re all equals. But it’s different outside of class. We stick to nicknames because that’s what you do, y’know?” Reid shakes his head. Xavier chuckles. “You’re fresh meat, huh. First time you been down? In here, COs turn you into just a number or a last name. So nicknames inside are a way to hold on to some of your identity. Beyond that, there’s some guys in here you don’t want knowing your name, you feel me?”

“Nicknames gotta be given to you by someone else. Can’t make your own. Course, that means they’re usually a little insulting. They call me Porkchop,” Carl says. “Xavier’s Hammerhead. Richie is Spiders. And Luis, he been christened Slim Jim yesterday at chow. But don’t worry, we’ll find one for you soon.” Reid isn’t sure how to feel about the assurance. He doesn’t want to belong here, doesn’t want to fit in or get comfortable. On the other hand, he may be here for a while. Maybe laying low and finding allies wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

He knows one thing for sure – as he walks out of class, Y/N flashes that bright smile at him again. And for some reason, it makes him feel hopeful. More hopeful than any session with lawyers or judges has made him feel. Monday can’t come soon enough.

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Tags: @calm-and-doctor​ @averyhotchner​

#criminal minds fanfiction #spencer reid fanfiction #spencer reid x reader #reid x reader #prison reid #prison!reid

[necros-writing-stuff]

Do you thing you can write noncon/dubcon with Bailey? I am VERY MUCH simping for the man who may or may not be a gangster

totesBruh's art of him had me a little feral ngl. Very nice work.

This is longer than I thought it would be.

NSFW below (noncon, virgin gn reader, anal)

It was impressive, really. £4000 due weekly, and somehow you always made it. Bailey had been glad to let you take on Robin's debt, maybe then you'd miss. Maybe then you'd give him an excuse to have you bent over his desk so he can show you that he's still in control.

Walking through the park, Bailey has to stop and readjust his pants at the thought. His mind had been jumping to that more and more lately. Especially when he's stressed. Just now he'd had a meeting with one of his guys, disappointed that no information had turned up on some upcoming fucker that could prove a threat if they weren't dealt with now.

It had been lovely and warm, so Bailey had walked to the park. Now it was pissing it down, drenching his nice clothes. His dry-cleaner would be getting a visit, then.

Bailey stops in his tracks when he passes the fountain. You're there. You're there, wrapped around the arm of some blond pretty thing under a tree. And now Bailey's agitated. Do you let this little fucker touch you? Do you spread your legs for them without his permission? Part of him was glad it wasn't Robin, made it less concerning how much time you spent together.

He doesn't know how long he stared, but eventually you kiss the other person on the cheek and begin walking towards some bushes. You end up disappearing into them, so confused and angry, Bailey moves to follow. Surprisingly, there's a narrow passage behind the foliage, one that leads to a hole in a fence.

When he emerges, its just in time to see you opening the rear doors to the school building he's been led to. It was a weekend, what are you doing in school? Are you that much of a fucking goody-two-shoes that you're here to study on a Saturday? Bailey yet again rushes after you.

Walking through the empty halls, he has to try and ignore memories of being here. He wonders if the kids these days were as rabid as they were back then? He even has to stiffle a laugh at a scorch mark on the wall, half hidden by faculty posters. That was his doing, years and years ago. Leighton had ratted him out, fucker. Makes sense they'd end up in charge of this place the way they'd patrol the halls like they owned them back then.

He follows wet footprints to the library, amused when he here's shuffling. You must have heard him coming and were attempting to hide. Yanking the door open, he steps inside to find out that you're just trying to gather the books up in a rushed mess. What, you're not even going to attempt to hide?

"I'm sorry! I know I shouldn't be in here, but I really need to keep my grades up, I-I have a spare £200, please just let me study," you beg, eyes pointedly stating at your feet. The brat has enough spare money that you're offering to bribe people? Well shit. He might have to up your rent.

"Who's the blond?" Bailey asks, revelling in the panic on your face when you hear his voice, how your spine goes straight and you look him straight in the eye.

You shuffle in discomfort, a hand rubbing against your forearm to help soothe yourself. "It's just Whitney, they're a friend-"

"A friend? You kiss all of your friends?" Bailey steps closer and you step back.

"It was only a kiss on the cheek, that's not bad, is it?" You're on the verge of tears, voice trembling.

Bailey takes another step towards you, backing you up more into the bookcase behind. "Oh it's a fucking problem, brat. You see, I think you've forgotten who owns you."

He's quick as he darts forwards and closes the gap, a large, callused hand wrapping around your bicep to pin you to the bookcase, the other wrapping around your neck.

"Bailey, please, I've been so good, please just let me go," you beg, hot salty tears making their own paths down your cheeks.

He licks his lips as he takes in all of the fear in your face. Then he covers your mouth with his, shoving his tongue in when you gasp in suprise.

You wiggle against him, trying to escape, but only succeeding in teasing the semi he's had on since picturing you naked on his cock. The little whimpers you let out are addicting, but you won't fight back. You would have bitten him by now if you were going to fight.

The hand grasping your bicep let's go to shove your damp t-shirt up, revealing the lovely nipples beneath. They're hard and sensitive when Bailey pinches them, making you go still for a second before your hands go back to weakly pushing on his abdomen. If this is how you fought, it was a wonder you weren't getting gangbanged in the streets - or maybe you were and noone had been kind enough to take pictures.

A small 'ahhh' comes from your mouth when Bailey starts rolling the little bud between his fingers, rather than just pinching it, and you shudder against his body. God, you're so responsive. You'd be worth so much, you know? Only his best clients could have you. The other brats could go to the highest bidder, but for you he'd make sure only those he vetted as worthy would see you like this.

You don't struggle anymore than you already are when his hand ducks beneath your shorts, and he immediately knows why. Pulling back, his grip on your throat tightens. Urgently, Bailey jerks your shorts down your legs, followed by your underwear and he wants to punch something.

A fucking chastity belt. Red clouds his vision.

"Please let me go," you cry out, hands tugging on his still clamped around your throat. Bailey does just the opposite, turning you around and shoving you face first into the bookshelf, ignoring the pained cry you give out. He smiles in victory at what he sees.

Your sweet little ass is still exposed. Still free for the taking. Bailey wastes little time in getting his cock out, the thing painfully hard at this point, the head flushed red and pre oozing from the tip.

As soon as you feel it pressing against your asshole you break down sobbing. "Bailey I'll stop seeing them, I promise! Just stop! Stop!"

You may as well be begging a snake to speak, because you're going to get no sympathy from your carer as they sink into your dry, unprepared hole. Your screams go right to his length, the control he has over you in this moment feels addicting. He grabs your hip in one hand and a fistful of hair in another to pull it and make you arch your back in a way that gets just the perfect angle.

His cock is squeezed so tight by your insides he might not last long, but at least the insides feel wet. Might just be blood though.

You won't stop saying that you're sorry, trying to hold yourself perfectly still. Are you trying to make yourself unappealing by not fucking yourself on his cock, or are you just being a good little brat and letting him use you how he wants?

"You're so pretty like this," he praises, eyes taking in your flushed cheeks. Your lips were swollen from your teeth digging into the thin flesh. Your hair a mess in his grasp. He'll have to have you again, at some point. Will have to get this belt off so he can have all of you.

His hips slap against your ass in a steady but brutal pace, you just whimper with every thrust now, knowing that it doesn't matter how sorry you say you are, Bailey won't stop till he's done. Your insides fit perfectly around his length, caressing him in a way that has him barrelling towards an orgasm quicker than he thought.

It's not long before he's shooting his seed right into your gut, pulling you back onto his length so that he's as deep as he can be as he does so. The silence in the library is deafening in those few brief moments as his balls empty themselves, Bailey letting his head rest against your shoulder until its done.

When he pulls out, the liquid is a mixture of red, white and pink, the results of his sperm and your blood. He sits on the table the textbooks are on and watches you fix your clothes for a few brief moments before taking out a cigarette and lighting it. You don't look his way, just stand awkwardly, sniffling and wiping at your face.

"Where did you get the chastity belt fitted?" he interrogates, taking a drag.

You wince when you move all of your weight onto your left leg. "The temple on Wolf Street," you whisper.

Bailey nods, standing up and fixing his own clothes, cig held between his lips as he does so.

"Right then. Let's go get it removed."

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[bi-bard]

Alone - Team Free Will 2.0 Song Preference (Supernatural)

Title: Alone

Characters: Dean Winchester, Sam Winchester, Castiel, Jack Kline

Song: Alone by Alan Walker & Ava Max

Requested: by @mybananaknightbandit

Word Count: 2,308 words

Warning(s): mentions of violence, past trauma, and death

Author's Note: Some of these gave me ideas for specific episodes, not just general seasons like I usually use.

Hey! I did a rewrite of the ending of Supernatural. It took a really long time to complete, so it would mean a lot to me if you check it out. Here’s a link! (it’s on my personal account)

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Dean Winchester (Season 9, Episode 7):

We were young, posters on the wall Praying we're the ones that the teacher wouldn't call We would stare at each other 'Cause we were always in trouble

I smiled as I closed my car door and started walking up to the house that I remembered very well.

I didn't live in the boy's home when I was growing up there but I used to visit a lot. My mother owned a library in town and insisted on doing a weekly trip out so the boys there had a chance to get some books and ask for books ahead of time.

I started making those trips alone when I could ride my bike out to the house. I think I was 12 the first time I did it.

"(Y/n) (Y/l/n)," I smiled when Sonny walked out to greet me. I jogged over to meet him halfway. He hugged me tightly. "You looked great."

"So do you," I replied, stepping back.

"Oh, please, I got old," Sonny joked. I chuckled and rolled my eyes.

"Wow, (Y/n)," I looked over Sonny's shoulder to see a man standing there. "I don't know if you recognize me... Dean?"

"Winchester," I asked. He nodded. I ran over, hugging him tightly. He hugged me back, but it was slow... hesitant. "Nice to see you again."

"You too," he mumbled. It was like he was distracted by the hug. He stepped back before looking at the man who had followed him out. "Oh, this is Sam, my brother."

"Hi," I waved at him.

"Hi," Sam replied. "How do you two know each other?"

I was confused. Did his brother not know about Dean's time here?

"My mom runs the library in town," I explained. "I was taking books out here every week from 12 until I went to college. I was 15 when Dean stayed here."

Sam nodded, "It's nice to meet you."

"You too," I said.

Soon, Dean and I found ourselves in the living room, trying to catch up. He said that he and his brother were here for work. We had a moment of silence when I brought up our past.

"I had my first kiss on this couch," I said, picking at the fabric. "With you, actually."

"You told me I wasn't your first kiss," he replied. "You swore on the fact if I remember correctly."

"I was trying to seem cooler," I explained with a laugh. "You were this cool bad boy and I was a teenager that rode around with a box of books in a wagon attached to my bike. God, I got in so much trouble while you were here."

"How many times did you miss curfew," Dean asked.

"How many times did we end up kissing behind the house," I asked back. He laughed, shaking his head and looking down. "My mom didn't like you and she never even met you. She told me a few years ago that she... she didn't like how I was acting but she was so excited that I seemed happy."

Dean stayed silent.

"She said the worst day was when I came home from the home and told her that you'd left."

"I'm sorry-"

"I don't blame you," I shook my head. "Hell, I wasn't even mad at you when it happened. I knew why you left. You told me about your dad... and a little about Sammy."

"I don't think I've ever opened up to anyone so fast," he muttered. I grinned, not having a response to that.

We sat in that silence for a minute or so.

"For what it's worth," Dean said, "I'm a much better kisser now than I was then."

I laughed, "Is that right?"

"Want me to prove it," he flirted. I almost scoffed at his line.

"Yeah," I replied.

Dean chuckled before leaning in slowly. He cupped the side of my face and pressed his lips to mine softly. I reached over and laid my hand on his other hand. Yeah, much better than before.

"Dean," we both jumped apart when Ruth shouted at him. "Act decently!"

We both nodded, biting back at laughs.

"Wow... that brought back memories," he said quietly.

"I know right," I muttered.

"Come on," he stood up, holding a hand out to me. I grabbed it, intertwining our fingers. "I have a car for us to make out in now."

"I thought you had work," I asked as he led me outside. He just tugged me into his side, leaning in to peck my lips again.

"I've got some lost time to make up for first."

Sam Winchester (Season 1):

I was on the outside, always looking in Yeah, I was there but I wasn't They never really cared if I was in

I remember walking into my first college class and seeing Sam Winchester for the first time. I remember the only seat left open being right next to him.

He had kind eyes and a bright smile but it was clear that there was something there that he didn't talk about. And I respected that.

He studied constantly and made sure to get good grades. I did too. Scholarships were amazing and terrifying things.

We had sat next to each other all the time. We talked and helped each other. If the rest of the world turned against us, we'd have each other.

He kissed for the first time during a study session at his apartment. I remember how it felt to be held as we kissed. I had never been so loved and taken care of. It made my knees weak and made me never want to pull away from him.

One night, we were laying next to each other in his bed, mumbling back and forth as we held onto each other.

"Can I tell you something," I asked in a whisper. He nodded, pulling the covers up so they would cover me a little more. "You are the only reason I haven't dropped out of college."

"What," he asked.

"I haven't been able to connect with anyone else here," I explained. "My parents aren't the best either. I call them on their birthdays or holidays but... you've seen me after those calls. You have been a bit of a liferaft for me, Sam."

Sam scooted a little closer to me, holding me just a little tighter, "It's the same thing to me... You make me feel like I'm not on the outside."

I leaned over, pressing a kiss to the corner of Sam's mouth before nudging my nose against his lightly. I scooted back and relaxed again.

"My dad told me to never come back if I went to college."

"What," I was shocked by Sam's confession. What kind of asshole...?

"He wanted me to pursue the family business. He wasn't happy that I ran off."

"God, I'm sorry," I reached up pushed some of his hair out of his face.

He closed his eyes as my fingers brushed against his forehead.

"It's alright," he replied. "I've got you now."

I grinned before leaning over and kissing him properly. He pulled me closer than before.

"I... I love you," he said softly, pulling away a little.

"I love you too," I replied.

Castiel (Season 7, Episode 17):

Then I saw your face, your forgiving eyes Looking back at me from the other side Like you understood me

Dean called me in a panic, saying he had found Sam and was bringing someone back to help him. I just listened and drove to the address he told me. There were some instances when it was just better to listen to Dean than it was to ask him so many questions.

Cas was standing there when I arrived. He looked too scared to go inside. He watched me move down the hall toward him.

I looked at Cas with a sad expression. He didn't speak. I didn't either. We were in a rush, I knew that. But it was Cas. Cas was standing in front of me.

Finally, after nearly a minute of staring at him; the man I thought was dead, the man who hadn't remembered me when he came back, the man that I loved; I managed to speak, "Castiel."

"Hi," he grinned sadly.

I ran over and hugged him tightly, "You remember!"

He hugged me back slowly... like he was scared.

"I thought you would hate me," he mumbled against my shoulder. "I betrayed you."

"You were trying to do good," I whispered. I was crying and it made my voice sound weak. "You were trying to save people."

His hug became tighter after that. I let him hold me for a little bit longer before I slowly stepped back and cupped the sides of his face.

"I forgive you, Cas," I promised.

I understood why he did what he did. I wasn't happy with how he went about it but I couldn't stay mad at him. He did it with the hopes of saving the world. Any of us would've done the same thing.

"Guys," Dean said softly. I stepped away from Cas to face Dean. "Sam's up. He's freaked out but he's up."

I looked at Cas for a moment before we walked inside.

He reached out and touched my hand. He didn't stop me. He just loosely intertwined the ends of our fingers. I let him hold on as long as he wanted. As long as he knew that I understood his actions. As long as he knew that I forgave him.

Jack Kline (Season 15):

'Cause you are that someone That gets me like no one else Right when I need it the most And I'll be the one you rely on

After going through the second of Billie's trials, Jack came back from wherever the Occultum had taken them. They were curled up on the floor of the church, unconscious but breathing. They almost looked peaceful.

None of us knew what had happened.

On the drive home, I let their head rest on my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around them, which caused them to turn and curl into my side.

"Are they gonna be okay," I asked quietly, running one hand up and down their arm.

"I... I don't know," Cas replied.

I bit my lip and let out a small sigh. Cas gave me a sympathetic smile. The person I loved had died twice now and came back with a mission from Death. It was a bumpy road, to say the least.

We got back to the bunker and Cas took Jack, mumbling for me to go get changed and take care of myself.

I came back out a little while later and found Sam, Dean, and Cas surrounding Jack. Jack was crying.

"What happened," I asked Cas.

"It was the Occultum," Cas replied. "When Jack went to the Garden... they got their soul back."

"(Y/n)," Jack said softly. Sam and Dean were still in shock but they had already listened to them beg for forgiveness.

"Will you guys-"

"Yeah," Dean nodded before I could finish my question. He led the other two out. He closed the door to the kitchen behind him.

I walked around the table and sat next to Jack. They looked at me. My heart broke as I saw the look on their face.

"Oh, Jack," I whispered, reaching over and gently touching their cheek.

They closed their eyes and leaned into my hand.

"Please forgive me," they whispered. They reached up, holding my hand against their cheek with both of their hands. "Please..."

"Hey, hey," I mumbled. They were crying harder now. "Jack, look at me, please."

They opened their eyes, "I'm sorry."

"I know," I felt tears in my eyes now. My hand moved away from their cheek. I still let them hold my hands. "Jack... I forgive you. I really do. You messed up, yes, but you wanted so badly to make things better and to fix what had happened... you are a good person and I forgive you."

I scooted forward and kissed their forehead gently. I heard Jack let out a shaky breath. They held onto my hands tighter as I moved back.

They reached one hand up for just long enough to move me so our foreheads could rest together.

I used to do that all the time when we had a moment alone. It was close but it wasn't overwhelming. We both found it comforting.

"Thank you," they mumbled. I smiled, letting tears fall from my eyes. "Can I kiss you?"

"Of course you can, Jack," I replied.

They leaned in and gently pressed their lips to mine. I rubbed my thumb over their knuckles. They sighed against my lips, which made me chuckle and pull back a little. They grinned at me, making me grin back.

"Thank you," they said.

"You're welcome," I muttered. "I'm gonna be here for you, Jack. You deserve to be listened to and understood. I'm going to be there to listen to you."

"I'll be the same thing to you," they promised, looking down at our hands and blushing.

Then... the door fell open. Dean stumbled in, saving himself from falling over completely. He awkwardly waved at us before pointing at the door and back at us. He didn't speak... because he couldn't come up with an excuse.

"I'm sorry," Sam said for him before dragging his brother out. There was a distinctive sound of Sam whacking Dean over the head.

I chuckled and shook my head. That was my family.

"How about we go to bed," I asked Jack, who was now looking back at me. They nodded happily.

I felt my heart skip a beat. It was great to have them back... for however long that was going to be.

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[thesims4blogger]

The Sims 4: New Game Patch (July 20th, 2021)

There’s a new Sims 4 update available for PC/Mac and Consoles. If you have auto updates enabled in Origin’s “Application Settings”, the game will auto-update once you open Origin. If you have auto-updates disabled, you will need to manually update by clicking the game in your library.

Your game should now read: PC: 1.77.131.1030 / Mac: 1.77.131.1230 / Console: Version 1.44

Remove all MODS and Custom Content before updating your game

Hello Simmers!

Hope you are well wherever you are in the world and that you are all having a fantastic Summer of Sims! We are excited to share today’s update with you. There is a lot of info, so make sure you have your tea/coffee/beverage of choice ready to read on. You all know I have my coffee ready for this!

As we continue to get ready to explore the countryside charm of Henford-on-Bagley and cannot absolutely wait to play with the adorable animals in Cottage Living, we also have updates and fixes that should improve and complement your Sims’ everyday life. We have something for everyone and we hope that you all enjoy them. Thank you for all your feedback and support.

Cheers!

-SimGuruRusskii ft. SimGuruRomeo and SimGuruJoAnna

What’s New?

Let’s start with some items that we shared in our last Sims 411!

For this update, we partnered with two talented artists from the LGBTQ+ community, Ashley Lukashepsky, and Mohammed Iman Fayaz, and they have brought their inspiring and beautiful artwork into the game. We have also included the modernized version of the large afro hairstyle that we showed you. But more than tell you about it in text, let me actually attach a screenshot of everything put together:

I love everything about this scene, not only it shows you how the artwork looks in a real game setting, but the whole scene with the two Sims and their surroundings is quite magical. Also, look at that hair! The way the light highlights it, perfection! You may also notice the hair of the Sim on the right, which was also added with this update for everyone. I want to personally thank all Simmers for their feedback and recommendations, as we are continuously working on adding more diverse hairstyles and textures to not only packs, but also to our base game.

Now that we are talking about artwork, the last patch notes I forgot to add the artwork made by the wonderful Jupiter Stevens-Hill. I apologize for that, I totally blanked out. However, I’m happy to see that a lot of you are enjoying it and placing it in your Lots! That makes a very happy Russkii =)

To find Jupiter, Ashley, and Mohammed’s paintings in Build Mode, make sure you take a look at the Paintings and Posters sort and filter by Base Game items. These artists are amazing and we hope you enjoy their creations.

Now, without further ado, let’s get to some new features and improvements that are part of this update!

A little bit of Gallery

When you download a lot made with the bb.moveobjects cheat, the game now notifies you about this so you know to activate the cheat before placing the lot. Builders, this means you won’t need to mention it in the lot’s description anymore!

A little for Sims

Trying to find the Sims in the current neighborhood? Select their portraits in the Relationship Panel.

“Focus the Camera” moves the camera to the Sim.

“Lock the Camera” moves the camera to the Sim and keeps following them.

Where did the Notebook go?

Found it! The Notebook has moved out of the Phone and into its own button for quicker access.

The “Center on Current Lot” button that used to be there has moved to the top right, adjacent to the Camera Controls.

Water Tool

You now can make natural, organic bodies of water! Just head into Build Mode, make a hole with the Terrain Manipulation tool, and fill it with water. It is that easy! The Terrain Manipulation and Paint Tools also have more brush sizes to enable finer detail.

In adding the Water Tool, we also took the chance to overhaul the related tools and object categories. Why not? Enjoy!

Pond Effects

All sorts of critters are available to complete the look of your pond ranging from ducks and swans to pesky mosquitoes. There is even an alligator!

New Pond Objects

Outdoor Water Décor now has an assortment of new Pond Objects to decorate the perfect pond. Some of these objects such as the Bog Log and Colorful Lily Pads have interactions on them in Live Mode to activate Turtle and Frog effects. The new Fishing Allowed Sign enables you to stock your pond with any fish your Sims have previously caught. Try it out!

New Water Styles

Go beyond the original crystal blue and dreamy magenta water. Additional options range from “Mossy Water” to “Pond Scum” to complete that au natural look.

The Shrubs category includes new plants to complement the water styles: “Green Fern”, “Leaning Not-Grass Grass”, “Not-Grass Grass Sans Inflorescence.”

Gardening with Children

Children now can help out in the garden by planting, watering, and weeding. They build their Mental skill as they garden. The process of purchasing and planting seeds is streamlined as well to make gardening more enjoyable for everyone.

Group Cooking

Cooking no longer is a solo affair. Sims now can cook in groups of up to five Sims including children. Start cooking together by selecting a fridge, stove, or any empty countertop.

Zoomers Food Delivery Service

Are your Sims getting tired of the same old pizza delivery every night? Well, gone are the days of redundant pizza nights. Maybe you are in the mood for pasta primavera or even a fancy steak dinner. All this and more are available courtesy of Zoomer Food Delivery. Order delivery through the phone or the refrigerator and the food will arrive in a jif.

Calendar

The calendar, previously available only with Seasons, now is available with Base Game to see upcoming events such as birthdays, school and work schedules, festivals, and fairs. You even can use it to book events, so it’s time to get to party planning!

Bug FixesConsoles

In Snowy Escape, skiing, sledding, and snowboarding on Bunny Slopes now contribute to the Extreme Sports Enthusiast Aspiration.

Also in Snowy Escape, Sims with high enough Skiing and Snowboarding skills now can enjoy the more advanced slopes. Sims also use the Lift to go to the top of the slopes and not go “the hard way.”

Simmers can now rotate Sims downloaded from the Gallery in Create a Sim. Spin them ‘round, ‘round, Simmers ‘round, ‘round –  like a record ‘round, ‘round, ‘round, ‘round.

The Sims 4

We made some improvements that should help our Simulation lag, particularly on the usage of some computer interactions like playing BlicBlock, along with fishing interactions, which should make the game perform a bit better. Note that this doesn’t entirely fix simulation lag but it should help and it is a step in a good direction.

Fixed an issue in which placing Mirrors directly opposite Doors would create a visual glitch in which walls and borders would disappear around them and well it was quite spooky to be honest, glad we solved that one!

Ever wish your food didn’t expire? I know I do, especially when it comes to traveling and coming back to see a fridge in pristine condition, that is a dream… but alas, it is not meant to be in life or in Sims. Fixed an issue in which traveling didn’t let food expire.

Sims stuck sleeping and couldn’t cancel that interaction? Not a product of a sci-fi film as I thought, but I can say that we have fixed this issue, well I hope.

You want to know how to not make my day, have my coffee brew endlessly but without giving me the coffee! Luckily the issue in-game about the Brew Coffee interaction being stuck has been fixed. Wasn’t it odd? Wait… Sleep and Brew Coffee were stuck in a mysterious loop? SUS.

If your Child Sims suddenly interrupted their computer sessions to draw on the activity table when Inspired, worry not, this should not happen after this update.

Fixed an issue that caused the “Items Removed” pop-up to appear when no items were removed from the game.

Fixed an issue in which setting Lots on Slipshod Mesquite would sometimes generate a crash of the game for some Simmers. The Lot couldn’t handle that much flavor.

Some blush and lipstick opacity sliders are back as they were greyed out.

Step-Parent/Child relationships are no longer missing in the Genealogy Panel. Similarly, other cases of broken families in the Genealogy Panel have been fixed as well. It is all about reconnecting or connecting with what is important.

Platforms will no longer raise in height automatically when creating new walls to intersect part of them.

We also fixed an issue in which if you placed platforms in basement levels and a staircase from the floor to the platforms, it would create this gap or hole in front of the stairs and Sims were not able to route correctly. You know, I have played many platformers in my lifetime, but do you imagine Sims trying to jump those gaps? I mean, I am called JumpFail for a reason… glad we fixed this one!

World view Lots that had some off-centered border have been adjusted.

Toddlers will no longer gain negative Sentiments against their parents randomly, especially the Festering Grudge Sentiment. I should not be laughing at this issue as I type it, I should not…<giggles>

We got word that the camera was malfunctioning and bouncing uncontrollably in some Lots across multiple Worlds. We fixed an issue that caused this, but let us know if there are new instances.

Sometimes Ghosts can be part of our Households if we choose to, however, it is really hard to live with Ghosts that constantly break things, it makes it a bit… unlivable. So our expert team of Simghostologists has communicated with these Ghosts in the non-physical realm and they have agreed to not break everything all the time.

Fixed an issue related to flooring glitches while placing the dance floor or crystal clear flooring.

Went through all the trouble in hiring a Nanny only to have your Toddler get sent to Daycare? More than a schedule conflict I imagine having the Nanny show up and there is no Toddler so what does the Nanny do in this case? Do they leave? Do they stay and wait? I must know… However, This should no longer be an issue.

Fixed an issue where using ‘{}’ (curly brackets)  in renaming objects would make these invisible in lists or UI in general.

Fixed an issue in the Likes and Dislikes section in Create a Sim that had some categories displayed incorrectly (either cut off, or words broken apart in new lines incorrectly) for some languages.

There was a clipping issue with the eye preset ymAsian13_Eyes that occurred when Sims were in extreme emotion, like Angry, and blinked. We adjusted this preset so this should not occur.

Toddlers can be picky eaters, but Toddlers not eating any fish recipe? That is suspicious, so we had a chat with the little angels and we have found a way to help them enjoy the complex flavors of our fish recipes.

Our UI team has fixed an issue in which a scrollbar appeared in the Sentiment section in the Relationship Panel when there were no sentiments. The mysterious scrollbar was mysterious. Similarly, they have also fixed an issue in which if multiple Sims gained sentiments together their thought bubbles look quite not right with the incorrect colors, so now they should look proper.

The Likes and Dislikes icon in Create a Sim will no longer overlap its text. It looked weird, honestly.

Droids (if you own Journey to Batuu) and Drones (if you own Get Famous) clipping into all kinds of objects in Build Mode? We saw that too, so there should be a fix for that in this game update. I mean this went beyond just crashing into things…

The option “Join After School Activity” will no longer be available if Simmers don’t have Seasons or Get Famous packs installed.

Sims in deviant paths now can properly reach the Level 4 of the Criminal Career.

Now, this is one that made my day, Cowplants are now able to dance again when Sims play music in front of them. Dance Cowplant, Dance!

Fixed an issue in which relationship points gained by friendly introductions were more than usual if Simmers didn’t have Snowy Escape installed.

We adjusted the color swatches for the S. Cargeaux Counter Island so that when it gets dirty, the counter doesn’t completely change colors. Dirty Counter – who dis?

Fixed an issue where the Scared Emotion UI was displaying a broken pose for Toddlers. The pose was kinda more scary than what the Toddler had been scared of, so glad that is done.

Outfits worn while Purchased and Worn in Festivals/Kiosks/Stalls should no longer remove accessories that were in place for the Sim.

Error code 134:571e5862 that occurred to some Simmers should be fixed now.

We fixed a few hairstyles (yfHair_EP05WavyBob, yfHair_EP01PartedFlat, yfHair_EP05UnderCutDreads, yfHair_EP01ShortSwept, and yfHair_DreamyCrew) that when used with the recently added color options would create splotches in the eyes, change the color of teeth, and/or change the eyelashes color.

As always the Localization team and this author have fixed and improved text across all packs and updates.

Get to Work

Aliens can now enjoy their custom Blush options in Create a Sim. Lewks out of this world!

Retail employees will now appropriately change into their assigned outfits. Listen, I grew up wearing uniforms for school, I get it, sometimes they are not the prettiest… but you have to wear them if you have to go to that establishment. I know the pain too well… but my sense of style grew from that… I think.

We made a fix to some of the swatches from the Barely Better Digital Camera that were missing a description for the item, so now all the swatches will display the text in all its glory.

Get Together

Some of these Sims are not like the others, some of these Sims just don’t belong. Can you tell which are not like the others by the time I finish writing these notes?

Fixed an issue in which some of the rooftops in Winderburg were not displaying Snow (if you own Seasons) correctly.

Fixed an issue where Sims didn’t sometimes change into their Club outfits when a Club Gathering was being held.

City Living

The Scattered Panes window in Build Mode now displays appropriate shadows in all options.

Sims enrolled in the Social Media career will now gain influence at the end of their stream instead of every few Sim-minutes.

Two hairstyles (ymHair_EP03BunHighPins and ymHair_EP03BraidedFlateBun) have been updated to reflect the correct look when choosing the Neutral Black color option.

Your Sims want to shoot some Basketball Close Shots, but they are trying to eat first? Well, now your Sims can finish eating before trying those hoops. Nutrition is important!

Cats and Dogs

We fixed an issue in which whiskers were not being seen applied to Cats. A Cat without whiskers is like Peanut butter without Jelly… or something like that! Just wrong!

Robot Vacuums should all now return to their docks accordingly. I hope this issue was not a sign that they were becoming sentient.

Sims will no longer get a Moodlet referring to the death of their Pet when witnessing the death of another Sim. The loss of a Sim is heartbreaking, but also getting a Moodlet for the death of their Pet when the Pet has not died, that is cold Grimmy, very cold.

Speaking of Robot Vacuums becoming sentient a few lines above, we fixed an issue that made the game crash when Cats would sit on the Robot Vacuum. CatonRobot.exe is now working.

We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced a crash with their last played Household loading into Brindleton Bay.

Seasons

Sims were changing into their cold-weather gear… while not in cold weather? We had some conversations with Sims and even though they love their winter outfits, dressing up in full winter gear in the summer was probably not the wisest choice. So the issue in which Sims randomly would change into their winter outfits while not in winter is solved.

Egg Hunts are adorable and fun! But not being able to have the furniture reset after looking for Eggs in them, can be quite the rain on Sims’ parade. But this should no longer occur.

Island Living

Mermaids will no longer keep the “Dried Scales” Moodlet when they are hydrated. Mermaids’ skincare regimen pays off! Moisturize, moisturize, moisturize!

Fixed an issue in which Lots that are placed in the sand looked quite odd displaying all edges of the Lot when it rained.

Sims that have the Collector Aspiration Trait are now able to catch Frogs in Sulani as part of their adventures exploring the island waterfall. Good Luck!

We fixed an issue in which some Simmers experienced game crashes when loading into certain lots in Mua Pe’lam. Happy Exploring!

Discover University

Sims having a hard time in Uni? No matter what they do they keep failing classes? Worry not, Sims will no longer fail classes when meeting all the criteria for course completion. Work hard, pass your classes hard!

Having Roommates can be hard. Have your Sims had Roommates complain constantly and leave even when their needs are met? Yeah, we made it so that Roommates don’t do this any longer.

Fixed an issue in which beds were counted incorrectly when placing an ad for Roommates. I mean, as much as Pets and even Toddlers can live with Roommates, the ad should be truthful to how many beds there are actually in the Lot, not count Toddlers and Pets as needing adult-sized beds.

We fixed Servo animations so that they don’t look like they are walking on one leg when hovering to their destination. Now they will hover properly.

We fixed an issue in which in some instances Professors could not go to work when a Professor NPC is added into that same Household.

Fixed an issue in which removing and adding back Household members as Roommates would create some… inappropriate moments, ahem.

Eco Lifestyle

Evergreen Harbor’s peace has been restored: roads and parts of neighborhoods no longer disappear or turn blue when businesses open in Port Promise while the Modern Development N.A.P is active.

yfBody_EP09DressShirt no longer has a weird texture in some of the footwear from various packs, especially platform shoes and chunky sneakers.

Had you moved to Cypress Terrace in Willow Creek and found you couldn’t really do anything there? We fixed the routing failures and interaction failures on the Mitey-Mitey Home – Insect Farm.

Snowy Escape

Mountain Climbing can be challenging, even for those experienced. But having indecisive moments before a climbing route like getting off and on your bike constantly seems that a lot of doubt is passing your mind… However, we did speak to these Sims that were experiencing this behavior and calmed their fears and doubts, so this should no longer be an issue.

The hairstyle yfHair_EP10BobBluntOmbre now covers all of the Sim’s ears.

For Simmers who own Seasons together with Snowy Escape, rain options no longer affect snow.

Sims no longer have the option to give a respectful or military introduction during activities such as Dancing or Bike Riding. I mean, I’m not sure about you, but I can’t dance and respectfully introduce myself at the same time. So many falls… so many falls.

We made some corrections to the Slippers that came with this pack and they should no longer display a greenish texture on Sims’ toes when selected in Create a Sim. Yikes.

Fixed an issue in which for some Simmers playing with the Yoshida Hall Household would generate a game crash when loading into Mt. Komorebi.

We took a look at our Ramen menu and have updated our cooking menu to label Miso and Egg Ramen as Vegetarian safe options. Buen Provecho!

Want to run a Restaurant in Yukimatsu but also want to enjoy the slopes? Now your Sims can enjoy the slopes and dine in style. However, this action is only directed, and will not be autonomous. In the same vein, Restaurant employees will not be tempted to leave work to enjoy the slopes.

Journey to Batuu

Batuu is an awesome destination for those who want to enjoy something fun and different, but if you bought a Droid from the Droid Depot and never saw it in your inventory, I know how frustrating it can be. Never fear, the Droids you were looking for will appear now in Inventories when purchased.

In Journey to Batuu, the First Order ID no longer disappears from inventory so Sims now can Access First Order Plans for the Top Notch Trickery Mission.

Fixed an issue with the Leveling the Playing Field Mission in which the Scoundrel Informant would not appear on the scene after Sims stole the Prototype Blaster and went to Oga’s Cantina to wait for the informant.

Dine Out

Eggs and Toast sound super basic and easy right? They will continue to be that way for our unassuming Chefs on the Chef Station since we fixed an issue that made them… challenging. Sims can also use the second burner for other recipes without fail or routing out.

StrangerVille

The Decorations and Kid’s categories in Build Mode should no longer have a “New” highlight when there’s nothing actually new.

Dream Home Decorator

Lighting can change the ambiance of a room, and your mood in a flash. Luckily we have fixed an issue that lighting was not even on sectional sofas to continue to set the right mood for our Sims.

Our stylists fixed the Sleep ‘N’ Study Styled Room to remove the P.R.I.M.A Computer from it as this is not an item that is accessible for everyone, pardon our dust.

Laundry Day

Fixed an issue where an animation clipped when Sims were loading their laundry machines. Because having your clothes go through you is awkward, are Sims made of fabric? I don’t think so.

Bust the Dust

Don’t need Simoleons, don’t need Fame. Don’t need dinner to have this date. It’s strong and it’s sudden and it’s cruel sometimes but it might just end your night… the power of Dust, that’s the power of Dust.

Our cleaning agents have determined that Sims won’t get romantic negative Moodlets related to filthy levels of dust in public places like parks.

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