#found the lore doc and we back to building on it :]

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I love the way you draw Etho he's so squishy

thank you! Whwh honestly I don’t think I ever have or could draw him threatening I never saw him that way

Even in the Apocalypse au he isn’t

#ask stufff #stufffsart #last life apocalypse au #Etho #ethoslab #bdubs #(Is there once #(technically twice but we deleted that panel)) #he’s ‘chill’ at least early on I guess #forgive inconsistent hairstyles decided he doesn’t have the highlights when my hc of how he got those doesn’t exist here #found the lore doc and we back to building on it :] #left out a important detail in what his whole thing is in this au— another day #last life smp #last life #trafficblr #mcytblr

[scarfacemarston]

Tuberculosis and the Wild West

Spoilers for RDR2 , but it’s been since 2018, y’all.  Trigger warnings for serious talk of severe terminal illness and severe stigma. As of 12/20 or 20/12, I have fixed some of the wording and added a few new things so please seriously head the warnings. Ok, first, some background: I've been studying TB since 2018; my father had a form of TB twice. I'm a historian, and one of my specialties is the history of medicine. Of course, you don't need to be a historian to write something like this. Also,  please "like" and reblog, this sort of content takes time. Tons of pics of buildings, and info below of the “lore” and IRL people.

Background info about TB that y’all need to know: TB is still horrifically deadly and still a leading cause of death. To give you all an idea about how recent genuine scientifically proven treatments were-  antibiotics targeting TB were not  discovered until the late 40s. However, sanatoriums (TB hospitals) and similar TB-related places didn't all close until 1970. My sister was born in 1977.  To give you all an idea of how treeified people were of this disease, think of the stigma with the AIDS/HIV crisis in the 1980s or the early fears surrounding Covid.

TB is one of the three oldest diseases dating back to Ancient Egypt with early evidence appearing through ancient mummies. Starting around the 18th century, western people believed TB was a disease of the elite granting someone ethereal beauty, writing prowess, and artistic talents. It was known as a "romantic disease" and a "beautiful death" - both of which we know aren’t true.  Some western beauty standards are influenced by TB including rouged lips, blush, pale skin and a thin figure accentuated with corsets. However, the appearance was due to the patient wasting away. Patients actually had bloodied lips, feverish cheeks, a pale complexion from the illness and losing a large amount of body weight. That's why TB was initially called consumption.(There have been many other names for TB including the White Plague and Captain of All These Men of Death and phthisis which is Greek in origin.) However, people eventually woke up and realized, "Oh wait, this isn't so sexy” The disease spread like wildfire, especially in the cities affecting whole families as was seen with Doc Holliday. Soon, society blamed anyone who wasn’t a white upperclass person AND those who were "immoral . They believed it was someone’s own fault if they had the disease. People held a very e*gen*c view of the disease believing their activities or who their families were caused this.  Immoral in this instance includes thieves, sex workers, bar workers, drunkards, violent people, women who had children out of wedlock, said child born out of wedlock, and homeless people. Obviously, this isn't true. It was overcrowded spaces, poor hygienic practices, but also animals, especially cows and deer. Ironically, the deer/stag plays a huge role in RDR 2. A few aspects from RDR 2 were inspired by Doc Holiday, one of the greatest gunslingers and outlaws in American history. His talents with the gun were considered by some as otherworldly. He and Wyatt Earp are most famous for the shoot-out at the OK Corral. Doc was dying of TB and headed west in order to potentially receive some medical attention, but found out that being an outlaw was great fun. Watch Tombstone for a fictionalized version of him. He had a very colorful life, but died of TB in Glenwood Springs, Colorado, at the age of 36. The same age as you know who.

This leads us to RDR 2 itself. The short answer about  survival is potentially yes, but with some major stipulations. I have traveled across the country studying TB and visiting TB sites and have seen these locations firsthand. Read further to read how survival was possible and for pictures of key locations.

IF Arthur had rested, maintained a proper fat rich diet, rested in especially clean air and partook in light exercise, he MIGHT have had a chance. I would estimate a 60-70 percent chance based on my readings of TB survivors. The chance of survival  could be more if he he headed West immediately after diagnosis. The wealthy traveled to newly built luxury resorts, but most people lived in tent colonies, so Arthur would be very familiar with the site. Hell, if the gang moved West, and followed the conditions I mentioned above, he MIGHT have been able to recover without heading to a TB colony. The the gang wasn't stable, and they were being hunted down, etc. However, people were pissed about the TB patients heading west to settle on "their land" (which is, of course, Native American land that was stolen). This pushed people to the outskirts of town and eventually, the establishment of sanatoriums which were tuberculosis treatment centers. 

Both the picture above and below would be an example of the tents used by TB patients to camp out. The top picture was probably taken around the 1890s which is Arthur’s lifetime while the picture blow is probably from a later era like the 20′s based on the clothing. City people in big cities sometimes camped out on the roofs of their flats and apartments hence the setting of the second picture. 

Due to the extreme fear, people were literally dropped off by families/friends or even government officials far outside of town. You did not want society to know that you had loved one with TB or else the stigma would affect you as well.  Later, TB patients were forcibly institutionalized. Many of these patients were ashamed of their affliction, but also felt further shame that their loved ones could be ostracized by society. I cannot stress enough how horrific this disease was and how tb psychologically affected the sufferer and its loved ones. Many tb sufferers never saw their loved ones again due to their families shunning them. I interviewed the elderly who remembered family members suffering from the disease and it still haunts their lives today. We see some of the shunning and stigma in the game, not just from the townspeople but from the gang. It's actually one of the reasons why I truly dislike a few unexpected gang members, for example.

At least Abigail, Charles, Tilly, John, and Sadie still treated him as a  human. Hell, Even Molly was kinder to him and she was really suffering in chapter 6.

I will tell you right now, realistically speaking, in no way could Arthur have done anything at all in chapter six. I’m not only talking missions, but any sort of work.  I won't go into graphic details, but one of the less graphic ones is that his hands would struggle to grasp objects, especially a gun. His joints would be too swollen. I know because I've seen it firsthand with my father and read plenty of accounts about it. Other than that, the game does a pretty great job of representing TB - however, Arthur could have been arrested or fined for spitting blood on the street which he did quite often in the game. Link goes to an academic article, but here is a more accessible link.

By 1899, people had been heading west for TB treatment for decades. People of all races headed west to Colorado, California, New Mexico, and Arizona being the prime locations. Dry air and or mountainous air were your best bets. Colorado was quite literally known as THE place for TB tourism as it was called. It was one of the first major waves of health tourism in the history of the USA. 

Another famous person and case study is Dr. Edward Livingston Trudeau. He himself suffered from tuberculosis who sent up tuberculosis huts in Saranac Lake, NY. For further study, other key locations include Asheville, North Carolina and in the mountainous regions of Pennsylvania. They huts looked like this:

These were also in Colorado Springs, Colorado Springs was full of them and they are still occasionally found in people’s yards today. 

I visited one in the Pioneer museum in Colorado Springs. I can post my pictures later, but this is one found in an outdoor museum.

The TB patients had a very strict regimen of never leaving the bed and used bed pans. Healthier patients had access to their own private toilet. Stronger patients could work on doctor approved exercises, while even healthier TB patients who weren't ready to leave facilities yet could spend the rest of their time working around the camp or sanatorium.  Below is how Arthur would have looked getting treatment if he wasn’t in a hut or tent:

Above: Women receiving treatment. Below: An 1899 TB facility. Most tuberculosis sanitoriums were built from 1905 onwards so John’s era was FULL of them. The peak of the sanitarium era though was 1920-1940ish.

The problem is TB patients had a very chance of suffering from pneumonia once TB went into remission. It's happened in tons of my case studies. If Arthur could have survived both TB AND pneumonia, then he would have been considered "Ok". Not good, but “Ok”. However, I can't predict how long he would have lived afterwards. Some TB patients had tuberculosis come in a second wave. This is, unfortunately, very common. Some people lived a few months, a few years and some lived decades after surviving the second wave.

 Fortunately, survival after two waves include people who lived hard, like Arthur. Trudeau lived till 68, and that is after 2 bouts of TB and pneumonia, with the third wave of TB being his cause of death.

This is very likely a reason why Arthur would have been in New Austin if they had kept him in the epilogue and continued the TB storyline. I personally do NOT think John was ever going to kill him. MISC NOTES: Related to RDR:  Important side note: Sex workers were especially blamed for spreading TB which makes sense because of the contact with multiple people, but it's not that different than someone who works at a factory every day, runs a shop or works at the docks, or in similar situations. Anyone could spread it. This is why it is actually technically very offensive to ask someone like Abigail if she had TB because it would be a way to imply she is unclean as a person. (Which people in the game already believe with some of the fandom similarly treating her poorly.) The history of sex work is my other specialty, so I am very familiar with their history. I will say, from what I gathered, sex workers did NOT seem to be that much more affected than others, but at the same time, we don't have a lot of records of people who weren't white upper-class Christian men. So we have these records if these people were arrested, but remember that all of the examples of people I mentioned were viewed as second-class citizens. Therefore, we have hardly any records of sex workers as actual people and historians have to be creative to find other ways to research them properly.  Modern day: TB is also becoming antibiotic-resistant at a frightening pace. This will become a massive problem. Treatment  requires at least two antibiotics - streptomycin being the main choice for the primary antibiotic. This treatment lasts months, and these antibiotics are insanely strong. They can really mess with the body's system. I've seen it. My father was one of the lucky ones only having to take the pills for 8 months. Many others take it from a year to even 18 months. Other people take the pills and undergo radiation therapy to treat TB. Modern science can't produce enough new antibiotics to outpace it, but alternative treatments do appear to be promising.  If you want me to write more about TB or for any other history questions, feel free to send me an anon/message.  Additional pics: Below: Sanitarium built around 1905.

Below: An example of a finished Sanatorium in 1911ish:

#rdr 2 #arthur morgan #john marston #van der linde gang #red dead redemption 2 #abigail marston #abigail roberts #charles smith #sadie adler #mary-beth gaskill #mary linton #wild west history #medical history #history of medicine #19th century history #tw terminal illness #meta #20th century history #tuberculosis #consumption #wild west #doc holliday #long post

[kaipotato]

Announcement regarding my Hermitcraft AU

hello fellas! I am happy to announce the start of the fic writing for my Hermitcraft AU, which is currently dubbed the merger au, but the name is subject to change

there is a public doc with the lore, species, and introductory stuff which can be found here

canon designs will be posted over the coming week(s), starting the day this is posted

i will try to be consistent with chapters and im planning for once every month or sooner if possible

this is also my first ever fic so it WILL have flaws

the fic will contain light shipping with NO nsfw content, possible gore, and horror imagery so if any of that makes you uncomfortable DO NOT INTERACT

all shipping is of the characters, not ccs

and for the people who are new to the au, here is the intro which is also avalible on the public spreadsheet:

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[The fic would follow the pov of Scar but may alternate sometimes. It is set in season 10 and Scar is still suffering the effects of Secret Life.]

 Since Scar never died in Secret Life, he was pulled out of the loop manually by the secret keeper and was almost coaxed into becoming one, but he escaped in time before any major damage was done. 

Except the secret keeper follows him.

When Scar fled the watchers' realm, he accidentally led the secret keeper to the Hermitcraft S10 world, giving them access to it and every other Hermitcraft world before it. In an attempt to communicate with Scar and bring him back to the watchers,the secret keeper uses this new “tool” to mess with reality and merge the different worlds. Some days, a random building from season 8 might show up in a crater, other days Larry may return because “the snails built him on the cart” (lie), and sometimes this even affects the hermits themselves, causing sudden wardrobe, personality, and motive changes.

 Like how Joel randomly grew a Tanooki tail when joining the server. 

Many people blamed the servers' already weird aspects in terms of species, but others suspected it was caused by the transition to becoming a “hermit.” Joel himself claimed it was caused by too much time around Etho and that it was because “Etho is so obsessed he used his mind to give me a tail so that we had something in common.” No one believed him.

And we can’t forget Etho somehow getting a glass monopoly, which was also pointed out by some when the permits were handed out, and is also not possible since every hermit only got 6 shopping permits. The keeper seemed to favor Etho in this way.

Maybe it was Magic Mountain’s looming presence and mystic powers, but Scar felt that many things were off this season. From the weird references to past seasons, Etho’s odd luck, Joel’s mutations or…..

…..was it the feeling of not being alone?

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aaand thats all you get for now ;)

all content will be under the hermitcraft merger au tag and any ideas or fanart is welcome! <3

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft merger au #hermitcraft au #hermitshipping #hermitblr #gtwscar #goodtimeswithscar

[knickynoo]

Back to the Future: The Animated Series, s02ep11 “Super Doc"

Previous episodes linked here.

In this episode: The boys once again decide to meddle in Doc's past.

The episode begins in Doc's lab! Which is a rare setting in this season (we usually have a green screen background).

Doc is fighting a battle against a heavy trunk, and he's losing.

He's about to take Clara, Jules, and Verne to the airport, and told them to just pack "only a single piece of luggage." They packed a gigantic, heavy trunk that Doc can't move. He says that Clara and the boys are going to visit his Great Uncle Jonah, to which my initial thought is: how old is that man?? It's not like there is any indication of time traveling being involved, as we're in "present day" and he's dropping them off at the airport. And Doc is, what...80-something at this point? (factoring in the 10 years he lived in the Old West building the time train and the fact that the cartoon takes place in 1993)

You're telling me his GREAT UNCLE is still alive??? The guy must be like 140 years old!!

I call shenanigans.

Anyway, Doc says that he'd need super powers to lift the trunk, which reminds him of a time in his life when he actually did believe he had super powers. This brings us into the cartoon.

Verne is up in a tree being taunted by his peers because he's afraid to jump out and use a rope to swing across a stream and land on the other side.

Apparently, this is part of the initiation to join the "Mega Muscle Man Club," which is based on a popular comic book superhero. Verne's classmate tells him he has one day left to prove he's worthy of joining the club. Another kid pipes up to say that Verne's too chicken to do it, and Vernie sadly climbs down the tree while all the boys cluck at him. :(

Meanwhile, over in Doc's lab, he's putting the final touches on the pair of "booster boots" he's built for Marty. "These booster boots will aid you in your yearning for more altitude," Doc says, to which our empty-headed Marty replies that all he wants is to be taller. Marty tests them out and is pleased that he won't have to stand on his tiptoes anymore to kiss Jennifer.

Ridiculous, short little man.

Verne comes stomping in, complaining about having to swing from the tree, and Doc tells him he shouldn't do something just because someone tries to pressure him. Jules soon joins them, carrying a box of things he'd found while cleaning out the attic. Marty finds a newspaper dated 1952 in the box that contains an interesting article.

Yeah. So...Doc was a wrestler. Because why not.

Doc says he never actually went through with the match, instead deciding to pursue a life of science. Those are quite the two choices to be stuck between.

I think the writers for the show just had a gigantic dart board filled with any random idea that popped into their heads and they threw darts to come up with the storylines and pieces of character lore. "Yeah, so for this episode...uh...Doc" *throws dart* "used to be a wrestler. I guess."

As soon as Doc leaves the room, Jules and Verne start lamenting how they wish their dad would have chosen to be a wrestler. Marty, who never thinks about the consequences of anything ever, immediately runs to the DeLorean and tells the boys to jump in. Because there's no way that going back in time and convincing Doc to choose such a wildly different path will have any negative impacts, right?

The boys head to 1952 and attend the wrestling match, where the announcer says that Emmett "Brain Buster" Brown has yet to show up. If he doesn't enter the ring in 10 minutes, he'll have to forfeit the match. Also, there's a banner advertising "Fepsi."

Marty, Jules, and Verne go backstage, where Doc's manager is panicking over his refusal to show up to the match. Jules and Verne propose they track down their dad and convince him to wrestle while Marty wears the costume and pretends to be Brain Buster until Doc shows up.

Marty protests this decision, telling the manager that girl scouts used to beat him at arm wrestling, so how could he possibly wrestle for real??

Over at Doc's apartment, Jules and Verne pose as reporters for their elementary school's newspaper and ask for the full story on how he got into wrestling. Turns out, the whole thing started because Doc was at the grocery store and reached for the last potato the same time as the manager did. They got into a physical fight over said potato, and Doc won. The guy offered to make him a wrestler and set him up in a match against Mad Maximus.

Because Doc wrangled a POTATO out of a man's hand.

Doc tells the boys that he's since decided a life of wrestling isn't for him, but they work to convince him to give it a try. Verne gives Doc the booster boots so that he can get to the arena on time, and they all head over to the match.

The audience members in the backgrounds are highly amusing, btw. A lot of them are completely faceless beings, but some of them have these generic looking stick figure type features, and I have to share them.

LOOK AT THEM! They're adorable!!

So, just as the match is about to start, the guy in charge of the crank that lowers and lifts the microphone lets it fall, and it bonks Doc on the head. When he wakes up, he thinks he's an actual superhero named Mega Brain Man. The boys follow him as he runs around the city stopping "crime" (he keeps wrongly interpreting innocent situations as crimes lol)

After attempting to stop some bad guys from blowing up a building (they're construction workers demolishing a condemned building) he gets hit on the head again and regains his senses. He returns to the arena to continue with the match and is, of course, truly awful at wrestling. After losing, Doc tells the boys that this is what he gets for letting others pressure him into something.

From there, we cut immediately back to the present day, where Verne is once again being told to swing from the tree in order to join the Muscle Man fan club. Despite continued accusations that he's a chicken, Verne is able to tell his classmates that he isn't going to jump. And that's where the cartoon ends.

We return to Real Doc, who is waving to the airplane as it takes off with Clara, Jules, and Verne. Doc says he isn't going with them on the trip because he's got work to finish. However, once his work is done, he's going to travel back in time and go with them. Which. Okay.

The science experiment portion teaches us what helps planes and helicopters fly.

We return very briefly to the airport tarmac, where Doc is wrapping up the episode and preparing for some incoming rain. He tells us that he hopes the experiment helped to teach why airplanes can fly but humans can't. Unless! You had a device that forced air pressure under you, which, whaddya know, Doc has!

An airplane flies by, and the resulting influx of air simply carries him away.

Adios, Doc.

A silly, silly episode. I kind of wish I'd been keeping track of all the pieces of Doc Lore from the cartoon, because Cartoon Doc has led such a wacky life.

Join me next time for another episode where Marty is a horrible boyfriend.

#back to the future #bttf #bttf: the animated series #two episodes left!

[orbdotexe]

[we're gonna ignore how long it took me to remember i didnt finish this post. but its done now so--]

I've found that the general reaction to Wolf in Exile, is about the same as the reaction to Uldren in canon.

When Amanda finds out that Crow used to be Uldren, she gets angry and lashes out at him, even when he's not there. Before Crow got his memories back, he'd hear about the things Uldren did and would be disgusted yet pitied him for the path that must've brought the prince to do so. When Crow first finds out who he used to be, he struggles with it; angry and refusing to accept it while making threats based on the events he's rejecting (which, in Exile, would be Crow's view of Wolf after he realizes the position he's in and before Cayde breaks and tells him about what happened in the Prison)

Do you see. do you see it yet

On another note, time to correct/build on some older Exile lore:

I know the first mention I made of Nimbus was in a joke post about "What if the entire problem of TFE was isolated to the vanguard" and I was talking about how Nimbus hears Wolf's side of the story first, but I've decided to keep that actually! Since Wolf does end up getting unexiled before Final Shape (haven't figured out exactly when - I... haven't been able to play very much, so I am open to ideas here), I was thinking that it'd be a mixture of Crow, Osiris, Saint and Nimbus wearing Zavala down (on top of The Guilt TM) that would finally bust that wall down and Crow would go drag them back to the City. So basically, we have even MORE character conflicts!

Also: The reason TFE isn't just a Vangurd Problem, is... Wolf is making it everyone's problem (and the Vanguard is trying to keep tabs on them) by being Extra Violent. Not to mention that, before Exile, the Red Legion already wasn't having a good time with Wolf. And now it's even worse, so I imagine there are some attempts there to suppress Wolf or. generally get them Out Of The Picture (which fail. horribly) I imagine, during Chosen, there's some Battlegrounds that are straight up interrupted by Wolf, too. But gonna have to flesh that out some more In short: I think the enemies of the City rather preferred it when the Vanguard had some hand in Wolf's business (making Vanguard Pawn taunts seem a bit more fear-filled than they were in canon)

And, there was an ask from Eternal where I said that Crow tells Wolf that Cayde's alive was on the second meeting, but that has since been made big time impossible. So, I want to say that the two are at least somewhat into Friend Territory when Crow complains some about Cayde, since Crow wasn't sure how much of a sore spot he was and didn't want to risk it. Crow does get a message from Cayde through, so Wolf knows for sure that Cayde is alive before the Cayde Short takes place (I KNOW i havent posted it yet please forgive me. someone needs to take this AU away from me) but it still takes a hot minute to get the two in the same room.

My initial view of Caiatl was that she'd have either an "ehhhh" view of Wolf, or have her thing with Calus be in her way. But, actually, I don't think she would. At the end of Lightfall, she was so far over him, and too dedicated to protecting her people to really care about what happened to Calus, as he had every chance to redeem himself and just dug his grave further. But its her view of protecting her people that I think would sway her in favor Wolf. In the future, sometime post-Lightfall, Caiatl's point of view of Wolf is what turns Zavala's mind and he convinces Ikora to agree to unexiling Wolf. Crow, Osiris, and Saint were already arguing in Wolf's favor (though in all their own ways) but Caiatl, who had Saladin and Zavala in her ears about Wolf, decided... I think I put it best in the Chaos Box Doc: If she can see past Calus and his crimes and turn to protect her people; if Saint can see past the Fallen to protect the Eliksni and the City; if Zavala can see past Ghaul and trust her with his own— Then he can see past the Prison and take the risk. also her name means "all may not go as it needs to go"! not really relevant to my point but i feel like she'd say that to Zavala

I think I've landed on Saint's view of Wolf being heavily reliant on his faith in them throughout his life (due to the paradox) and Osiris trusting them. Saint isn't sure of whether or not they're really guilty, but they gave him (and many, many others, in his mind) a second chance, and he feels they deserve it. And if they truly are innocent, then he's got a bone to pick with a Queen's Wrath...

Still don't know what to with The Grave though. I mean, it wouldn't hurt anything for Wolf not to see it. Either that, or have it so there's not a speech? Or just wait until We've figured out how exactly Wolf dies and where the story goes afterwards, and then work on the Grave? Idk man there are way too many things in this AU for me to keep 100% track of--

I know for a fact that I missed alot here, so. Fire me some clarity questions?? Ol' Malphur's on free call too--

#the forsaken exile #orb rambles #destiny 2 #< yeah ik the maintag ppl probably dont wanna see this. but cmon. everyone likes AU lore right? #anyway #no one is safe from the Wolf Problem #including me :( #anyway yeah this is a mess but i had so many thoughts. not my fault #gonna blame uhhh Luna. for The Post #you know how guilty you are luna. #oooh god i didnt cover Cayde either. #or shiro!!! i have an entire timeline set up for Beyond Light! and hes there! but god i dont wanna... #honestly you name a character. ive probably got some of them #could also. recommend some. yk send some ideas over #(like. eris :( i love her. i do. but i dont know what to do with her! help) #people got questions? shoot me point blank with them! i got so much lore i promise

[mynameisnotsoda]

YES PLEASE INFODUMP ON THE PISS SMP, I SAW AN INSTA POST YOU MADE IF IT AND I WANNA KNOW MORE/pos

OH MY GODDD AHAHAH LETS GOOO !!! MY EVIL PLAN TO SPREAD THE PISS SMP PROPAGANDA!!!!!!!!!! Okay so

In the beginning, we werent going to do lore, it was just meant to be a server for fun! Me and my brother explored and gathered materials for a while and he ended up taming a dog! Thats where the lore starts. It all started when that damn dog died.

So, he ended up naming the dog Piss, cuz it was funny, and we were exploring more at night. Piss ended up chasing after a spider and fell into a ravine and sadly passed away. (Now in character) Cyrus laughed his ass off, Ezra (he shares a name with my brother just bc he goes by Father Piss for the rest of the series) shouted "PISS YOU FUCKING DUMBASS" and it fucked him up pretty badly even if they both played it off like joke at first.

Cyrus and Ezra settled and started building their bases, however, Ezra was actually making a church. For a while he kept cryptically laughing and saying "oh my beautiful creation" and everyone was pretty worried, of course, but no one thought anything of it. Doc went off to build their base elsewhere (across the lake from the mainland since it was a small island only disconnected by a few blocks) and Cyrus went mining.

While everyone was doing their own thing, Cyrus kept dying in The Pit. It was just a small cave entrance that was really steep and there was lava and a ton of mobs in it, he died a lot from skeletons and burning. He's had a vendetta against skeletons since then and tends to avoid the nether as much as he can. Thats how he got his burn scars.

After that, Ezra finally finished the church. Everyone was invited to the grand opening! (Although in canon only doc and cy made it, ive rewritten it to where everyone else actually came) Ezra declared himself Father Piss, bringing peace and harmony to all the lands in the name of his dog, Piss.

The only problem was.. Father Piss slipped up, it was actually a cult. Cyrus was outspoken about not wanting to be apart of the cult, Father Piss declared him a traitor and killed him. Which is the first time anyone had really lost a life. (Death by mobs/environment arent permanent but DO cause permanent damage to the body over time. Death by players are limited to three before they stay dead. AND lives are counted by red hearts on the napes of their necks, they become black when a life is lost)

When Cyrus respawned they got into another fight, also ending in death. Out of fear, Doc impulsively joined Father Piss' cul- church.

Cyrus was exiled from the Pisslands (names by Father Piss of course) and wandered around the woods for a while. He began construction on a small house in the spruce forest but overnight Father Piss and his goons found it and vandalized it. Out of fear Cyrus ran to Doc, hiding out in their home for the next night.

Thats when he got a great idea! He created the entrance to his bunker on the hill next to Doc's house, Father Piss would've never guessed he stayed so close and he was right! He spent days making that bunker and over the following weeks he just grew more paranoid and afraid of Father Piss.

Eventually, Father Piss requested to meet with Cyrus, at Piss' grave by the ravine. They met up and Cyrus was led back to the church, skeptical but too afraid of angering him to protest. He ended up being imprisoned behind the church. He spent hours talking to himself and playing with sand as it was the only thing left in his inventory. He was scheduled to be executed the next day, however Cosmic busted him out! Laying down her first life for him to be able to get away.

Cyrus then decided to make a second bunker, connected by a LONG tunnel for him to escape through if needed. He spent months making it, he kept a nether portal in the second bunker and tamed a dog that Argent named Swaginator. His friends didnt visit him often, apart from Doc or Argent. He rarely left but when he did it was ALWAYS to see Doc, the love of his life. He was so clouded by anxiety that he wasn't able to be there for Doc. Doc was dealing with their own problems from within the church, not wanting to do Father Piss' bidding and unable to leave.

This put a strain on their relationship, but Cyrus really did try to make an effort. He began experiencing auditory hallucinations which only made his paranoia regarding Father Piss worse, which quickly deteriorated his mental health.

One day, he decided to go into the nether for some supplies to make his bunker look nice. He ended up running into Homeslice, one of Father Piss' goons, and he panicked. Not realizing that he hadn't been noticed he started swinging, he knew it was over as soon as the fight started. Father Piss had been alerted and the two of them cornered him to the ledge, before Father Piss swung his axe and took Cyrus' final life. His body fell into the lava pool below.

After a few days, he came back! As a ghost, he lost all his memories and the first person to see him was....Father Piss. It wasnt hard to trick him into finding his old bunker before raiding it. Ghostrus was completely unaware and blissfully complied with whatever Father Piss wanted for a while. Although he grew weary of Father Piss' instability.

Ghostrus built a house on a mountain near Doc's house and kept a close eye on them. He felt incredibly drawn to them but didnt know why, as he didnt entirely believe that they were married when he was alive.

Axel then joined, making a house on stilts in the sea, he became very close to Doc. Argent also became close to Doc, as they visited his restaurant often! Then again, it was the only restaurant and it was right next to her house. Slowly the three of them became friends and eventually partners.

Ghostrus on the other hand decided to start a taco truck, which was just a front for his drug business. He laced his tacos with coke to keep customers always coming back for more! Father Piss became hooked on his food.

More people moved into the Pisslands, the community grew and so did Argent and Ghostrus' respective businesses. He created a drug empire for himself, which gave him a lot of power. With the lack of memories and moral compass, Ghostrus created an image of himself to be the sweet and friendly taco truck owner. While behind the scenes he was a cynical and uncaring asshole.

He enjoyed the chaos that Father Piss created and became the worst version of himself for it.

AAAAAND THATS ALL WE HAVE SO FAR !!!!!! the rest is much blurrier and not concise so ill stop there, but thats the lore thats absolutely canon as of now ! Ty if you read this far :33

#piss smp #save me piss smp save me #i love these guys so much #sodapoppys ramblings

[minuy600]

LEGO On A Budget 2024 #3: 60401 Construction Steamroller & 71805 Jay's Mech Battle Pack

Turns out, going to college on a free day can lead to a lucky break. Shopping at 9:30am is a pretty magical feeling considering my sleeping issues that kinda prevent me from even waking up before like, 10am, without setting an alarm. In fact, I doubly scored this week, but this second haul is a lil secret for later. Stay tuned!

LEGO City - 60401 Construction Steamroller

City's back and it's back in style. Now that we're outta the 4+ territory, this is when we really get some nostalgia goin'. I remember having the very FIRST City construction set that released in 2005- and I actually found the manual yesterday in one of my old LEGO bins! Certainly made this build more appropiate.

Firstly, this box sets the record straight and absolutely dwarfs the other €10 boxes for the time being. I'm pretty sure it's dimensions are like, twice as thick as the regular sizes i've tackled so far. It's still a light box though, there's only 78 pieces in here, very slightly more than the boxes from last time.

Let's talk about the pieces themselves. I did nooooot know there were some usually Technic pieces involved in all this. For a 5+ set, that's rather awesome and means that the complexity can be just a bit higher. With this build, it's of course kinda limited to allowing the big wheels on the front to fit.

And yyyyeah, that's kinda it. This is the definition of okay. It's a bit more of an elaborate build which is appreciated, but it's not exactly wowing me. All it does is remind me of the golden oldies from 2 decades ago. This compares neither positively or negatively.

Will say though. It's nice that the construction worker is super easy to fit in the steamroller via the retractable roof. Might wanna call it 'above average' because of that alone. Speaking of above average...

LEGO Ninjago - 71805 Jay's Mech Battle Pack

Okay, so, I never actually uh, GREW UP with Ninjago, here. I always dismissed it as something that wasn't for me and kinda looked down on those that did. I also ate out of my nose.

Time to set the record straight. Although those small, differently shaped boxes still aren't something i'm gonna get right away (though the chances of me getting them after the series is finished are a lot higher now), I certainly was eager to check out what i've missed out all these years.

And, I mean, I like it. I think this is one of the cases where you don't really get the full idea of it's quality if you don't buy a more expensive set, or multiple other cheaper ones. Still, the mech's got some meat on it's bones. It's decently substantial and required a more elaborate 78 pieces to put together. Very bendable too. I'd say it's less flexible than Doc Ock was, but in return, it's also a lot larger and also comes with those nice projectile shooters.

I have nothing to say about these minifigs in terms of how accurate they are to the Ninjago 'lore', though I like that they all wield weapons, have head armor and can swap their facial expression for maximum smugness on Master Lloyd. Is that accurate to the show? I'll believe that untill someone proves me wrong.

So overall, this is a very competent set for posing and I think I could have had quite a lot of fun with my imagination way back when. And that's good enough.

Current rankings:

In my opinion, the Construction Steamroller was a nice throwback and has an interesting set of pieces included, but the finished result isn't doing that much for me. It's solid, yet unspectacular. Honestly, i'm not even sure if it would've beaten the Fire Rescue Motorcycle if it wasn't more or less obsoleted by Spidey's bike from the Marvel set.

Jay's Mech Battle Pack is a pretty rad set and comes pretty close to toppling the Marvel set, i'd say, yeah. I think it's up to your own preference whether you prefer pop culture over LEGO's own IP, and whether you want more smaller builds or one big boi build instead. I'm giving the nod to Marvel as I find it utilises the limited amount of pieces a little better in my opinion, but it was a close call between the two.

1. Marvel - 76275 Motorcycle Chase: Spider-Man vs. Doc Ock 2. Ninjago - 71805 Jay's Mech Battle Pack 3. City - 60401 Construction Steamroller 4. City 4+ - 60410 Fire Rescue Motorcycle 5. Minecraft - 21251 Steve's Desert Expedition 6. City 4+ - 60399 Race Car

Next week, a surprise intermission with the aforementioned secret, as well as me looking really fuckin' goofy at the toy store. See ya soon!

#minuy600 #review #lego ninjago #lego #lego review #lego city #ranking list

[blessedshortcake]

Cupcake AUs Masterlist

Here you can find all of my alternative universes (not that there are too many). I will add some of my works that don't entirely count as a completely au but is close enough to me.

Putting this under a cut because it's long.

Cookie Run University AU

You can find out more about it at @cookie-run-university-au

My biggest work at the moment. I have 20+ google docs of world building, character building and lore for it.

This AU follows the kingdom cookies' journey through 4 years of school. The main focus are the university students but everyone is assigned into either elementary, middle or high school as well depending on their ages.

We learn how the cookies of darkness of this universe forms, why White Lily does what she does (she never got rebaked in this AU) and how or why characters choose the paths they did. Everyone is based on their in game versions but are very different from them, hence why this is an au.

Despite the concept, this story is actually very dark. It touches on some heavy issues and problems. It doesn't have a good ending for really anyone from the university crew. The rest of the schools have a light story that I will post in a separate book after the main uni plot is out.

The main ships in this are Dark Choco/Madeleine and Latte/Pomegranate but there are many background relationships such as:

Latte/Kumiho, Latte/Almond, Mint Choco/Cocoa, Vampire/Rockstar, Sea Fairy/Moonlight, Knight/Princess and much more that you can find here.

Accidental Soul Jam AU/Espressoul AU

You can learn more about this AU under the #espressoul-au tag

This is basically an alternative timeline where Espresso creates a Soul Jam instead of magic candies. The elders take that as betrayal towards the Republic.

The story follows Espresso as he learns how to control his unstable magic and try to clear his name from being framed as a traitor. We also get bits of the war against Dark Enchantress later on.

This is also an extremely dark AU. Definitely worse than the previous one. It touches on things such as war, torture, dehumanization, body horror and much others. There will be a TW list somewhere once I make it. It will be linked once its out lol.

Most of the relationships for this are undecided for now. I don't want to put too much ship content into this but I might add background relationships. The one set thing is that Latte and Espresso are not related in this at all but they are not a couple either before anyone gets the wrong idea.

Bittersweet Aftertaste

You can find out more under the #Bittersweet Aftertaste tag or read the story here

This is a canon divergent timeline where Espresso crumbles in a fight but gets brought back by the Sugar Swan's Feather treasure. Being killed then resurrected will scar anyone and Espresso is not an exception to this.

We follow Espresso as he slowly spirals into the mental after effects of being revived. We also get a look into how Latte and Madeleine cope with the events as well but Espresso is the main focus here. Warnings can be found in the tags and the chapter notes.

This story has no ships in focus. You can view it as pre slash Espresseleine but I don't plan on making them have any actual romance in this so do whatever you want.

So close yet so far

You can learn more at #scysf or read the story here

This story is about Clover and Licorice slowly falling in love while the kingdom slowly gets made into ruins. Despite that, this is not a romance with happy ending nor are things as obvious as they seem. I still don't really know how exactly describe this hah.

We follow Clover and Licorice as they become friends and eventually turn lovers. I can't really say much without spoiling everything tbh.

The main focus is Licorice/Clover obviously but we have Clover/Sparkling, Espresso/Madeleine and very minor Latte/Pastry

#long post #caupcakes #bittersweet aftertaste #scysf #cookie run university au #modern au #cookie run #vamprock #kumilatte #almondlatte #esclair #dark choco cookie #espresso cookie #latte cookie #mint choco cookie #sparkling cookie #clover cookie #licorice cookie #rockstar cookie #seamoon #so much to tag i give up #espresseleine

[grasslandgirl]

MAYBE YOU ALREADY DID IT IDK BUT. SWEET TOOTH 👀

hiii benny beloved i meant to answer this ages ago, i'm assuming this ask is for the give me an au and i'll tell you 5 headcanons about it ask game ??? either way that's what youre getting skjfnbksfjb <33

not really a headcanon but i wrote the gorgug pov of sweet tooth verse BECAUSE i had a lot of tid bits/thoughts about gorgug's headspace/journey in the fic that you don't really see because of how clueless and obstinant fig is in her pov so i wrote a gorgug pov so i could share the lore in my head

so like i wanted to explore things that are established in the fig pov that you don't really get the follow through of- what happens to the sweatshirt she leaves behind in his appartment, what's the deal with the sunflowers gorgug ended up giving to lola, what does gorgug talk to jonah the intern about when fig thinks they're flirting, what is the context of gorgug writing lyrics and emailing lola but not fig about them, etc etc. those were all little questions that i knew the answers to while i was writing fig pov but couldn't really integrate in a way that felt natural, hence: gorgug pov

in my head, fig and gorgug only missed each other by like. mere minutes. like fig left pretty quickly after waking up alone and gorgug didn't take that long to run down to the corner store and if fig had been a little bit slower in running out, or gorgug had been a little faster in getting back to his building they would have run into each other in the hallways/elevator/lobby and both been like 😳 what. but they didn't! so they didn't <3 but alas what could have been.....

again not really a headcanon but some sweet tooth verse lore for you: the idea for the fic started with exchange between fig and gorgug where they both think they're being let down easily by the other, and fig says "it was a one time thing, right?"-- which is actually the original working title of the fic in my gdrive, before i decided to title it w a lyric from sweet tooth-- but that beat was the idea hook for the whole fic, both fig and gorgug terrified and certain that they're alone in their feelings and desire for more than a single night, and misunderstanding that the other person thinks it was a mistake, because both of them are too scared of further ruining their friendship to be honest about how they're feeling

i wanted to give fig a coffee order i felt was too sweet and objectively disgusting- caramel and peppermint- but ive since been informed that some people think that's a reasonable order to have. please get some help <3

bonus: a cutting room floor snippet i found while skimming back through the sweet tooth docs for lore/headcanons jfvksfnb; this was an alt ending to the fic, after they've reconciled. it didn't end up vibing the way i wanted it to, which is why i went with them making pancakes instead, but it's still a cute moment

“So…” Fig lightly punched him in the chest. “Take me out for dinner then, hot shot.” “Yeah?” “Yeah. Or… I kind of told Lola we were gonna work on a couple songs tonight, if you wanted? She told me about the lyrics you emailed her, so…” “Oh.” A blush crawled down Gorgug’s neck, and Fig had to fight the urge to tug his shirt off. To track his blush down his chest with her fingers, even though they were both still standing in the hall of his apartment building. “She told you about that?” “Yeah… is that okay? You don’t have to show me if you don’t want to. You’re allowed to write lyrics, too, you know.” “No, yeah, I know, it was just- more the content of the lyrics than the writing itself, you know?” Gorgug grinned at her, sheepish and fond, and the lightbulb of Fig’s heart burst with a flash. Gorgug had been writing a song for her. About her. Fig remembered the years of journals tucked under her bed, filled with sappy, heart sick lyrics. Almost every one of them, about Gorgug. “Yeah,” Fig ran her hands down Gorgug’s chest, catching one hand in hers. “I know what it’s like to write songs about someone and not being able to show them.” “What if I wanted to show you?” “I’ll show you mine if you show me yours?” “Gross,” Gorgug laughed. “Yeah.”

awww :)))

you can read the series in question, sweet tooth verse, here on ao3!

send me an au idea/ an au i've written and ill tell you five headcanons/ideas about it !!

#asks #MWAH benny !!!! #sweet tooth is soooo dear to me and its been a minute since ive reread it and ogurghorugh i was crazy for it huh?? skjfnbksfjb

[strawberrymilkgeorge]

Part Four. "You hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

warnings: swearing but that’s it (i think)! just karl being a goof and dream being a little shit but whats new word count: 3k (not ncluding pictures)

behind the screen (irl dream x reader) series masterlist ultimate masterlist

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Y/n  sat to Karl's left, out of the camera's view as he scrolled through Twitter on his PC.

"Um... oh, how did you guys meet?" Karl read before looking offscreen at Y/n. "Uh... school?"

"What? I was going to make up a funny story but I'm appalled by the seriousness in your voice! Is that really how you think we met?"

The embarrassment on his face answered her question. "Karl! I'm two years younger than you, how would we meet have met at school?"

"I don't know!" he said back defensively, raising his shoulders. "Clubs?"

"Like I was in any of the nerd clubs you were in."

"Well, then, how did we meet?"

Y/n sighed with a laugh. "Our moms–"

"Oh, wait wait, I remember!" he cut her off, excitedly looking towards Y/n. "Our moms are friends and they forced us to hang out." He smiled proudly and looked back to his screen as he continued scrolling for good questions. "If I'm honest, I only still hang out with you because my mom makes me."

Y/n smacked Karl's arm and he laughed but pretended to be hurt. "WHAT THE HONK, BUGSY?!"

"I can't stand you. I barely hit you, nimrod."

Karl giggled and read another one. "How tall is Bugsy? Two feet, four inches."

"No, I'm 7'6," Y/n lied easily and Karl laughed.

"How tall are you actually?"

'I think 5'10 or something? Maybe 5'11. I'm not 6' but I'm taller than you for sure, I know that much–"

"Okay, you are not taller than me. Just to be clear. Chat, Bugsy is not taller than me."

"Yes, I am. Wanna test it?"

"No," he replied quietly in defeat.

"Because you know I'm right," Y/n laughed as her eyes flicked over to read chat. They were spamming their surprise, expecting her to be short. "Yeah, no, chat, I'm tall. I'm taller than Karl."

"Only because your shoes make you tall! Doc Martens are tall and that's pretty much all you wear!"

"You're shorter than me when I'm barefoot!"

"That's literally false. Like completely."

"Just accept it, shorty."

"I'll accept that you're taller than George and Sapnap, but not me. I'm barely taller than you but I'm still taller."

"Whateverrrr. I'll move on to protect your dignity."

Karl ignored her and laughed, pointing to a message from Dream in Karl's chat.

"Dream said I have short girl energy," Y/n read.

"You kinda do."

"What does that even mean?"

"You're shy around new people and you act all sweet."

"So tall girls can't be shy and sweet? Or shy and sweet girls can't be tall?"

"Stop twisting my words," Karl groaned.

"Also, wait, what do you mean I act sweet? Am I not?"

"No, you are. But I mean you also aren't when you don't want to be. Upset Bugsy is scary Bugsy."

Y/n frowned, not recalling a time she's ever been angry or upset at Karl but she let him move on. He pointed to another tweet as he looked at Y/n, giving her an 'I told you so' look. She read it before shaking her head at him.

"Don't read that one."

"Pleeease, can I answer?"

"No!" she whisper-shouted. I don't want to be shipped with him for asking or you for answering, she mouthed so Karl's chat couldn't put together clues.

"Are you assuming I'll answer positively?" he teased, earning him a hard smack on the arm.

Y/n couldn't help but notice every time she put her hands in the frame, which was usually to hit Karl, half of the chat turned into simps requesting a hand pic because they could see her bracelets and nail polish and now that they knew she was tall they wanted to see how big her hands were. They really wanted every crumb of content they could have regarding her looks. She caught one that said something pretty kinky about her hands which she tried to scrub from her mind immediately.

"Fine," Karl sighed at her request to not read Dream's tweet out loud, instead reading another. "Bestie sleepover? Yes! Bestie sleepover! Bugsy and I are gonna cuddle all night--"

"No, we aren't. I'm sleeping on a completely different bed. Or couch. Nowhere near you."

"WHY DO YOU HATE ME?"

"Karl! Stop trying to get me to cuddle with you!" Y/n laughed as she pushed away his arms, which were trying to give her a hug. "You're a freaking heater and I don't like touching people!"

"That's my worst nightmare in a friend, how did I end up with you?"

"No idea. Deal with it. It's still a bestie sleepover even if we don't cuddle."

Karl giggled and looked back at his stream. "Oh, by the way, in case anyone ever wanted to know or was Dreaming about it, Bugsy is very cute. Just thought I'd mention it in case anyone was wondering or if anyone tweeted specifically asking..."

Y/n smacked his arm again as she yelled, "Karl!"

He grabbed his arm in dramatic pain as if it had been cut off. "Ow! Ow! Bugsy hit me!" he cried as he fell to the floor. "Oh my gosh. Someone call a doctor!"

"I cannot stand you," Y/n  informed as she stared down at him. She glanced at chat, who were all joking about how bad his condition was, saying things like they might have to amputate his arm. "Chat, don't encourage him. Oh, Karl I know what we can do!"

"As long as I don't need two arms for it..." his voice still laced with fake pain.

"Karl Jacobs."

"What is it?"

"Give me a tour of Dream's SMP. Dream whitelisted me yesterday."

"Oh, yeah! What could have possibly made you think of him?" he teased as he got back in his chair.

Y/n glared at him and he cowered slightly.

"Minecraft, yes. There's a PC in the other room you can play on. Do you need help setting it up?"

"No, I've streamed once or twice," Y/n teased as she stood up.

"I'm just trying to be a good host! Gosh!"

"Wait, I have to cross over to leave the room."

"Just do it? What's the issue? Literally no problem, just walk?" he joked before zooming in his camera on his face so it took up the whole screen. Y/n laughed as she went across the room, chat now forced to look at disturbingly close footage of Karl staring directly into the camera with his eyes crossed.

Y/n called Karl on Discord after logging in. "Hi, Karl and Karl's stream."

"Are you on yet?"

"I'm logging in to my Minecraft account right now."

"Okay, join a vc on the smp discord so others can talk to us if we run into anyone. I'll be over in a minute, just give me a bit to read some donations." They both muted, leaving Y/n to herself.

She typed in the IP address to the server and joined a random voice channel that no one was in. She spawned and looked around, confused by the cobblestone wall around her. Her phone lit up so she occupied herself with the texts from Naomi.

A green figure caught her eye on the screen and she looked up. In the distance was Dream's infamous green Minecraft skin punching the air as he faced her. He ran towards her and stopped in front of her. She set her phone down and slid it away, crouching as his character did the same.

Dream whispers to you: are you streaming you whisper to Dream: no but Karl is and he's about to get on to tour me Dream whispers to you: hmmm okay here

He uncrouched and dropped a few diamond blocks before punching the air again and running away.

Dream whispers to you: shh don’t tell anyone you whisper to Dream: omg :D ty <3 you whisper to Dream: first twitch donos now mc donos you whisper to Dream: rich man over here giving out money and diamonds to everyone like it's candy Dream whispers to you: no, only to you Dream whispers to you: a little gift before our date ;) Dream whispers to you: oh and this

He came back and paused in front of Y/n before dropping a red poppy and sprinting away again. She acted cool despite the huge smile on her face.

you whisper to Dream: charming you whisper to Dream: you give me a flower and dart away before I can properly thank you Dream whispers to you: oh yeah? how would you have thanked me?

Y/n smiled, her cheeks flaming up as a dirty thought entered her mind. Stop, he's not flirting, she told herself. It’s literally a block game and he’s not flirting.

you whisper to Dream: guess we'll never know ;) KarlJacobs joined the game

"I'm back," Karl's voice filled her headset as he joined her voice channel, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Where are you?"

Y/n looked away from the chat in Minecraft and turned around in the game. "Still at spawn. Some forest and cobblestone walls."

"Go left and I'll meet you halfway."

As she ran, the Minecraft chat reappeared with new messages for everyone to see.

<Dream> hey Karl <KarlJacobs> hello Dream <Dream> thanks for answering my question on your stream <KarlJacobs> just doing my civil duty as a bugsy dream shipper <KarlJacobs> official petition for the name to be dreamsy <Dream> signed

"Oh my gosh," Y/n muttered, making Karl laugh.

"What?" Karl asked innocently, but his laugh was maniacal. "Oh, I found you. This way! I built everything on the server, by the way. So if anything is impressive, just remember that I did it."

"Karl, that's the biggest lie you've ever told me. I watch the lore videos."

"Well, I did build it all so I don't know what to tell you. Let's go this way first."

Y/n followed as he showed her stuff, including background and unknown facts about things that have happened off stream. After the tour, they messed around the chessboard. At some point, she found a blue cornflower and turned to Karl.

"Do you have an anvil?"

"I don't exactly have one on me at the moment but I think there's one over here. What for?"

She killed some chickens with her fist to gain XP so she could carry out the task in mind. "I need to name this flower I found." She followed him a few blocks away and clicked the anvil and named the flower 'love, bug'. "Okay, thanks."

"Why did you name it?"

"It's a gift for someone."

"Me?" he asked as his character jumped up and down.

"No. My presence is your gift."

"Ouch. You know, honestly, I'm really hurt by that. Like, why would you say that to me? It's just sorta rude."

"Fine, I'll go get you a flower."

"Well, I don't want it if it isn't sincere. Who's that one for?"

"...no one."

"Tell me or I'll keep complaining about not getting a gift."

"I can deal with that."

"Okay, then tell me or I'll make you sleep in my bed and I'll smother you to death with my affection."

"Ah, okay, fine. It's for Dream."

"Wow you really hate me that much!" Karl laughed.

"No, I'm just not touchy like you!" she defended. She always worried she offended Karl since he was so physically affectionate towards his friends but she just wasn't a physical person.

"Oh, speaking of Dream..." he turned and Y/n followed his characters line of sight, having to zoom in to see the green figure perched at the top of a tree.

"He's very menacing."

"He does that."

<Bugsy> come here pls dream <Bugsy> i have a gift :]

Dream ran towards Y/n and stopped in front of her expectedly. She looked at Karl then back at Dream and dropped the gift, backing up after and crouching.

His character picked it up and held it, pausing to read the name. After a moment, he slowly looked up at Y/n's character before jumping and spinning in circles. Y/n hid her smile in her sleeve even though no one could see her.

<Dream> wait lemme see the one I gave you <Bugsy> what D: <Dream> I wanna name it

"What is going on?" Karl giggled.

"Gift exchange. Mind your own business."

"Woah!" Karl gasped dramatically. "Uncalled for."

Dream came back and dropped the renamed flower for her. Y/n picked it up and hovered over it to read the name.

'host, dream'

She gasped and started punching his character. He backed up and ran away but joined the call seconds later.

"Wait! Stop hitting me!" Dream yelled into her headset.

Y/n laughed, trying to contain her smile as she continued to hit the green character. "Dream! Are you kidding? I tried being all cute and you hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

"It was a joke! You said something like that to Wilbur on Twitter a while ago, I was just using your humor!" Dream's giggles filled Y/n's headphones and she smiled but quickly dropped it so her voice could sound serious.

"Give it back."

Dream looked at her before letting out a small, "What?"

"Give me back the flower so I can go burn it with the other one."

"Bugsy!"

"What is going on?" Karl asked through a cackle. "Dream, did you hurt Bugsy??"

"Yes, Karl! He hurt my feelings! He gave me a flower and gave it back to name it something mean!"

Dream just laughed so Y/n punched him again.

"Dream! You can't hurt Bugsy!" Karl defended, also punching Dream.

All Y/n could hear was the sound of Dream wheezing, his character running as the two chased him. "Stop! You guys are so– STOP HITTING ME!"

"Fine," Y/n finally said, crouching and facing the ground as she walked into a corner to look like she was pouting. "I'm just not going to go on any Minecraft dates anymore."

"Wait, no," Dream protested in a soft voice, his character stopping to look at her's. "Take that back."

"Heart been broke so many times..."

"You're so stupid."

Karl gasped happily. "You guys have a Minecraft date? Can I help plan it?!"

"We did. In exchange for letting you give me the tour. But I've changed my mind since I've been so betrayed."

"Oh my gosh, you're so..." Dream trailed off but his wide smile could be heard through his voice.

"So what? Finish that sentence, Dream," Y/n dared teasingly.

"So... ANNOYING!"

"DREAM! SAY YOU'RE SORRY!" Karl yelled.

"Okay! I'm sorry! Bug, I'm so sorry. Really. Please let me... let me rename your flower something cute. It'll make you so happy that you'll fall in love with me all over again and–and we can go on our date. Please don't burn our flowers."

"And what if I don't give them to you?"

"I'll just kill you and pick them off your corpse."

"Woooooowwww. Okay, it's like that?"

"Yes, it is like that," he said through a smile. It was so apparent in his voice that he was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.

<Ranboo> how is the tour going Bugsy was shot by Dream using DEFINITELY NOT PENIS <Ranboo> ah going well I see

Bugsy screamed in her mic as the death screen appeared. "DREAM!"

"You took too long!" He wheezed as Bugsy respawned.

"I don't know where I am!"

"Hold on, I'll avenge you!" Karl declared before he died too.

"You thought you could kill me with your fists? Karl, you're naked and I'm wearing full Netherite."

"You weren't when I started punching you! You pulled that out of thin air!"

<Ranboo> canon

Y/n smiled at Ranboo's comment. She had never talked to him but she knew he and Tubbo were close friends and he seemed really funny. He had already proved he had a dry sense of humor in the 30 minutes she was on the SMP and she loved that. Y/n made a mental note to befriend him before returning to being drama queen to Dream.

"So, Dream, now that you've made me an enemy–"

"WhAT? We are not enemies, Bug. I'm actually naming a flower something really cute as we speak. Enemies don't do that."

"Maybe I'm not your enemy but you sure are mine."

"Oh come on now," he mumbled lowly, running chills down her spine. What the hell was that?? "What do I have to do to make it up to you?"

"You-you murdered me in cold blood. Nothing will make it up."

"So I could get the flower! It was out of love! So I could give you a better present! Does that count for nothing?"

"Hm," she hummed. "We'll see what new name you come up with and then I'll decide."

Karl and Y/n got back to the chessboard and waited for Dream to return with his new flower.

Breaking character and turning towards her best friend, Y/n laughed at Karl. "Sorry for distracting from our BFF shenanigans time."

"This is way more entertaining," Karl assured. "Me and my chat got front row seats to the Dreamsy love saga."

"Shut up," she mumbled as she punched him in-game.

"OW! STOP PUNCHING ME SO MUCH!"

"Okay, okay, I'm back!!" Dream announced and they saw his figure sprinting and jumping towards them. He dropped the flower for Y/n and stepped back, crouching and standing repeatedly.

Y/n picked up the flower and hovered over it to read the name.

"Is it worthy of your forgiveness, Bugsy? Does it pass the vibe check?" Karl asked with a giggle.

Y/n bit her lip as she smiled at her screen.

to the prettiest girl in the world. love, dream <3

It was a joke, obviously. He was just continuing the joke of flirting with her like he does on Twitter just like Sapnap and Karl and George and Quackity do. They all joke about flirting with her and this was another joke.

But it still gave her tummy butterflies.

"Bug?" Dream called softly.

But why would he joke like that when neither of them were streaming? Karl's chat wouldn't see it so there was no one to point in feeding into the joke, unless he meant for Y/n to show Karl? She was overthinking. She needed to play it cool. 

She also needed an enderchest so no one could find it and no one could take it away from her and destroy it but they didn’t need to know she liked it that much.

"Mmm.... it'll do."

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A/N: yeeee hope you guys liked this one! i think this is my favorite so far i just think dream was being too cute and i wanna be best friends with karl so much it hurts. we’re gonna get deeper into the dream relationship soon!! i just needed to indugle in bff karl content real quick!!!

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[iaintyourbro]

The Unknown Journey Continues

Part 1

I know it's been a while... but I've been going down a rabbit hole with @starlight-samurai regarding time loops, Jenova, Minerva, and more fun. So I figured I'd try to put it into one post to get the insanity out of my head. Everything in here is based on things we've found by either going through more obscure Ultimanias, learning more about Dirge of Cerberus and trying to decipher what the hell Jenova is by putting together various sources - including other Square Enix games - and how they handled freakishly similar scenarios.

Did you know there is a companion mobile game for it that was out on the good old flip phones? Did you know there was an online mode in Dirge of Cerberus only available in Japan, but had story elements that were not in the main game?

The sad part is, there's still so much to go through...

(I've also had various discussions with @ourfinalheaven, Manu, who doesn't have Tumblr, so here is her Twitter. and Somebody's Nightmare (here is her Twitter). So I wanted to tag them here, as it's much more fun to discuss these ideas as a group, since it'll only help you build on and strengthen your own ideas.)

Please be aware, there will be Spoilers for FFVII - Almost all Compilation titles, Xenogears, and NieR Automata throughout this.

So let's go on a journey where we explore what actually already exists in the compilation - including the idea of the whispers and timeloops - how Minerva may play into everything, and what exactly Jenova is capable of doing.

I asked Sesi if he'd ever played any of the NieR games, because he'd said something that made me wonder if they were going to take a similar approach. As a very, very quick high level summary: NieR Automata deals with a time loop type of idea. The androids will be rebooted and repeat the same things over and over again. This is broken when 2B is killed by A2 because she becomes infected with a virus. That being said, you have the option after Ending E to either erase all of your data and end the cycle OR you can try again. The Pods have a discussion, and one asks, "But won't they just do the same thing again?" and the other replies with "Maybe. But it could also be different this time."

Here's Sesi's message back to me when I asked him about this (cleaned up a bit since we were having a casual conversation over Discord):

Maybe I could just guess based comparatively on the Dirge storyline, because that was sort of SE's first flirtation with “robots and androids” since they’re all programmed and locked behind like task managers and shit that can shut them down. The story of the online mode for DoC that came out in Japan, we never got to see it, you’re basically an Android OC and you have to get to “the end of the level” and then essentially die, and a new one takes its place. This keeps happening until Weiss is essentially freed from being able to be task managed by the guys who are suppose to be able to control them and I know from tons of years with Square games that they’re verrrrry bad at differentiating their narratives they tend to just keep “ripping themselves off” so is it anything close to that?

Cuz if so I think I kinda know what you’re saying and yeah, I agree, I think with CC bringing in its poetic symbolism and LOVELESS, and DoC bringing back the cyclic nature of the lore, whispers, premonitions and future visions, proto-Materia and the perversion of this next cycle since the planet can no longer cleanse and protect itself and its will is weakening lesser and lesser to the point where it’s fate is “in a true sense of jeopardy This time essentially it’s all tied in together and sort of played as though it's a fated track; a cycle of events and something has hitched it, thus the whispers manifesting and Sephiroth's higher implied control over his destiny. Of course, even all that is just their new red herring game, but it’s definitely a part of the lore they want to play with, in order to go back and reMAKE the OG with the comp inserted from inception. Also gut punch a lot.

Time Loops

I was somewhat surprised to find out that this concept is NOT new to FFVII's universe. It's discussed in Dirge of Cerberus... probably one of the least played and least understood of the compilation. (Trying to sell a third person shooter with terrible controls to a market of mostly people used to turn-based combat wasn't going to go well.)

On top of it, we didn't even get all of it, since online mode was never released outside of Japan, and the Dirge of Cerberus Lost Episode was on Amp'd Mobile and Verizon flip phones back in 2006. Were you around for the cell phones in 2006? I had the ones on the list, and how somebody could play a game on those blows my mind.

Square has a tendency to reuse themes from their other titles. Probably one of the most blatant is the similarities between Xenogears and Final Fantasy VII. They were both being developed at the same time and a lot of ideas that didn't make it into FFVII ended up in Xenogears.

NieR

So how does this work? In NieR (both Replicant and Automata), you play the same path multiple times. Each time, it's slightly different depending on what side quests you did your first and second playthrough, but there's also other subtle differences throughout the story. In Automata, you get to play as 2B your first playthrough and 9S for your second. They follow the same path, but you get it from his perspective the second time and it reveals a bit more of what is going on. However, even with some slight differences, the main plot points stay the same and the ending result it also the same.

Then on your third playthrough, you wake up in the Bunker, and you're getting ready to go on a new mission. This time, though, 2B is killed and shit hits the fan. Things get crazy, you play as a new character: A2. In the end, pretty much everyone "dies", but you can choose to "reboot" and try again. You also can say you are done and let them all rest and delete your save data (the game gives you the option for both Automata and Replicant, and with Replicant, it actually leads to a new ending).

The striking thing for me is... There are certain events that will always happen, no matter what.

Fixed Points in Time

It's been years since I've watched Doctor Who, but there was something that stuck with me, and that was the fixed points in time. You can read about all of them here, but here's the basics:

Now, of course Doctor Who goes into this with much more detail and it's a recurring theme. However, as you read through that page, you'll probably find many aspects that have been used in various JRPGs that you've played. And Doctor Who most likely pulled some of the idea from classic Science Fiction novels. Each story puts its own spin on it.

How does this relate to FFVII Remake? Well, when they say that the major plot points will stay the same, it reminds me of this. No matter what, Cloud must fall into the Sector 5 Church, the Sector 7 Plate must be dropped, Aerith and Zack both must die, and Meteor has to be summoned, to name a few. So, with a time loop, those things would still have to take place in order to prevent a complete collapse of reality (at least in how Doctor Who uses it).

Therefore, the Whispers are ensuring that the Will of the Planet is followed.

One of the major themes in FFVII is that of loss. People die and they do not come back. Yes, other FF games do allow this to happen (FFX, FFXIII, FFXV), but VII is not those games. It was written with that idea in mind, that once a person dies, they, just like in real life, are dead and cannot be brought back.

I've previously written that I think they'll make us believe we are able to change fate, but we will eventually be slammed with the reality that we can't. That is because the planet has determined that certain events are fixed points.

Xenogears

Xenogears takes a bit of a different approach to the loop idea. Instead of repeating the same time period over and over, it has the characters reincarnated, and the same outcome happens each time: Elly dies. However, each time it's different. After all, they're in various time periods, in some cases thousands of years apart.

In all of the lives of Fei (who will have a different name in each time period) and Elly (who is always Elly/Elhaym), Elly will end up dying trying to protect Fei and the others. In one life, she is a religious figure at a totally not Catholic church, in another she's the wife of a scientist who was working to create children from nanomachines due to mass infertility issues. But she is ALWAYS with Fei, even if his name changes.

In her Mother Elhaym time, this is when Lacan (Fei) finally snaps. Though he's not fully aware of his past lives, he becomes aware, the anger consumes him, and he becomes Grahf. Fei is then reborn into the time period you play the game in.

There's a lot to unpack with this, so I won't go into it. Grahf wants to destroy God (Deus) because he thinks if he does, then it'll stop the suffering (his suffering).

If you do want to read more about Grahf, you can do so here, but it probably won't make much sense unless you've played Xenogears up to that point... Since it's much later in the game that this is all explained.

Lacan's desire was to stop the cycle of Elly always sacrificing herself for his sake. Though Grahf is not a perfect existence - he's not fully "The Contact", he sacrifices himself in order to let Fei move forward, and hopefully stop the cycle, by destroying the Deus system. (Elly also tries to sacrifice herself here, but Fei goes after her and stops her.)

Now, some people may think I'm saying that Cloud or somebody is going to do this in order to save Aerith or Zack (or his village or mom), but in FFVII if they do the loop method, I don't think Cloud, Tifa, Barret, and the others are aware of it. Most likely, it's only 'Sephiroth' and Aerith who are aware of it.

How this Could Be used for Final Fantasy VII

I'm stressing could because there's so many different possibilities on how they use this (if they are using this), so please, don't take this as fact. This is based on speculation based on what we know.

A time loop is a great way to explain away the differences in the story that we've seen: Biggs being alive, Wedge living for longer than he should have, etc. Since these are not major plot changes, they can simply say that this time it'll be slightly different... but your fixed points (major plot points) will remain the same.

It's a way to pull in some of the more obscure themes from Dirge of Cerberus and also play with the LOVELESS lore.

It could all simply be a big red herring and it's really just a remake of OG, but with the compilation tied together nicely... since it works much better when it's combined and not in 50 different games, books, movies, etc.

I don't think it's a "sequel" per say, not in the way I generally perceive a sequel. It's more of a loop of the same thing. The question is, when is the loop started and what will cause it to end? When will the planet (if it even is the planet) determine that it's good enough to begin moving forward?

JENOVA, Sephiroth, Genesis, and Minerva - Oh My!

Let's be real... Genesis isn't exactly the most popular character in the FFVII Compilation... but what if they make him one of the most important to the story? //Ducks as various fruits and vegetable are thrown in my direction//

I think what Genesis is probably most known for is his love of LOVELESS. He has the entire thing memorized and randomly says lines from it throughout Crisis Core. LOVELESS lore is still something I'm trying to grasp, so I am not going to comment much on it. Once I understand it more, I'll update this.

...And then this happens. The secret ending for Dirge of Cerberus, where Genesis picks up Weiss. Weiss, who has now been introduced along with Nero in FFVII INTERmission and is an optional ridiculously hard boss in the Shinra battle simulator in chapter 17 of the main story. There is some lore associated with the battle sim - so if you don't plan on beating it or you just can't, you can look up the pre-battle and post-battle cut scenes on YouTube. They're very short, but interesting. (I beat this asshole last night - it's a hell of a fight.)

....To Be Continued because apparently Tumblr won't allow more than 10 images per post now.... Next will be more on JENOVA and Sephiroth along with Minerva.

#ffvii #ffvii genesis #ff7 genesis #ff7 intergrade #ff7 intermission spoilers #FFVII intermission spoilers #FFVII Intermission #Final Fantasy VII #Dirge of Cerberus #FFVII Weiss #Xenogears #nier automata #final fantasy vii #ff7r #final fantasy 7 #timey wimey

[loudlyunladylike]

Wait there’s lore for us anons? Do you mind explaining what that is so I can possibly make my own? Also good morning everyone <3

-🦭

WOO! LORE! There is a lil bit, yes yes. There haven't been any like major events or anything yet👀 but I guess you could kinda call it world building. It all started from darling Moth proposing the idea of anon found family, which then grew to the concept and creation of:

✨Unsung Falls✨ a little village situated by forests and a lake, created by a certain little nature diety *cough cough* that's me! The village then become a form of haven or community for all these funky little individuals. Since the conceptualisation anon's have discussed taking different forms, having particular powers, pretty houses, and a couple of sad back stories,,,,

If you want to have a little poke around into things we have an anon lore tag (there's a link at the end of my pinned but I'll tag it on this post too if you want a direct link) AND we also have a cool editable google doc created by the lovely lovely ghostie where some people have started writing descriptions about their characters, though it most definitely isn't finished aha. You don't have to make or take part in any lore but, if you like, the option is there <33

#ask box #🦭 anon #anon lore

[youngbloodbuzz]

Hiiioo hello!

I was curious what your outlining process looks like? Bhah is just so long and complex, Idk how you guys organize all your thoughts hahah

it's nothing too complex honestly. we primarily used two docs to put down all our thoughts. a notes docs for our lore and the dialogue/paragraphs/scene ideas we quickly wrote in our discord dms to each other, and then the actual outline doc where we organized those scenes into bullet lists

just to get an idea of what our outline looks like, here's what the first three chapters look like

Chapter 1: 1987

Opens with a morning with eddie, coming up behind her as she’s getting ready and kisses her on the neck; dani’s car has trouble starting and eddie drives her to work, citing how nice this would be to do every day, if only dani were to sell her car; dani, internally annoyed, prefers to have her independence, shitty car and all, pushing his glasses up his nose instead of kissing him when he leans in for one

Establish friendship and work relationship with hannah - Dani has been moved up from teaching age 10 to age 12

Start of a new school year, gets to know the students and particularly mikey who has a familiar name and eventually realizes it IS mikey taylor

Dani convinces herself to avoid the possibility of accidentally running into jamie but finds a box of the photo album and jamie’s things in her closet

She asks Judy and Eddie over dinner about Mikey, trying to be innocuous. Eddie is quiet, but Judy fills Dani in on all the latest gossip

Runs into her at owen’s restaurant bakery while having an afternoon coffee with Judy

Chapter 2: 1972 (aged 10)

Start of grade 4, dani first talks/meets jamie when she’s having an asthma attack and jamie helps her through it

Next time they talk, dani stops a group of kids from bullying jamie; jamie ends up keeping watch over dani during gym and still ends up in the school office where dani finds her all bruised up and where she meets nan for the first time

Jamie meets Judy who takes a shine to dani’s new friend

Dani’s 10th birthday;

The pair clear out the bushes in Jamie’s backyard and tie up the tyre they found at the junk pile; Dani admits to jamie that she dared eddie to kiss her and then he asked her to marry him the next day out of panic, jamie thinks this is hilarious but also gross cause boys and ew it’s eddie

Chapter 3: 1987

Whereas before, Dani had anxiously thought she would see Jamie everywhere but never did, now she and Jamie can’t seem to stop running into each other. It’s like a benny hill sketch, where they say goodbyes, only to see one another an hour later somewhere else as they’re each doing the same chores on their way home from work. “We really must stop meeting like this,” Jamie jokes. (it starts with Jamie picking up Mikey late from school and fixing Dani’s car, and then follows them to the petrol station and the supermarket).

During this sequence, Jamie reunites with Carson and Eddie as well (perhaps they’re all at the supermarket together or something)

Parent teacher conference time, where Dani finally works up the nerve to ask Jamie if they want to grab coffee. (Dani also talks to Jamie about Mikey’s skill at math and whether he would consider going to special classes after school).

First coffee meeting and fight; After coffee dani admits how she found the empty house and jamie explains how/why she left and never kept in contact

A glimpse of Dani’s home life with Eddie; dani can’t find her box of jamie’s things and Panics, eddie comes home to her panicking, confused, and finds it for her where he had shoved it in a corner obliviously; Dani listens to Jamie’s mixtape in the car

Another coffee meeting where this time they try to play nice. Jamie picks up Dani from her mom’s house (Dani was checking in on Karen, and also her car is still in the shop so Jamie picks her up) only to reunite with Karen (“You have some nerve coming back here”); Dani drags Jamie back upstairs to hide as Dani finishes getting ready, and Jamie’s surprised to see nothing about her room has changed, including the photos while also checking in about Mikey

Another meeting this time at Jamie’s house -- and it feels intrusive to be here, now, even if it’s just dinner. Mikey being surprised to see his homeroom teacher at his house. After cleaning up, Dani and Jamie hanging out on the couch while Mikey does homework on the cramped kitchen table. When Dani leaves the house, she hugs Jamie and it’s the first time they’ve touched since being reunited.

so as you can see everything listed out is just the basic idea and goal per scene and as we write we just build upon it while making sure it keeps in line with what the other person is writing. but also nothing is also totally accurate, there's some minor things that were changed as we wrote and scenes switched around or given more/less priority.

#asks #anonymous #cfau #cfau spoilers #and i think we both tend to write all our outlines for our separate projects like this too #i have a whole ass separate and more detailed outline for ch11 because it's so Long and i didn't want to forget anything lmao

[myhahnestopinion]

THE AARONS 2020 - Best TV Episode

I had to cancel a lot of streaming services this year. They know what they did wrong. Here are the Aarons for Best TV Episode: 

#10. “Take Your Choice” (Batwoman, Season 1, Episode 12)

Coming out of the Infinite Earths crossover, Batwoman is left with a personal Crisis of conscience: Kate Kane’s efforts to redeem the villainous Alice, her presumed-dead sister, are derailed by the arrival of an alternate-universe version of her, one who didn’t suffer the same traumatic events. Multiverse collapse means only one can live, compelling Kate to choose between fighting a righteous lost cause or taking the easier path back to normalcy, the kind of complex moral dilemma that heroes are forged in. The original Alice is seen as both abuser and victim within, torturing Kate over her own lingering trauma, while fearing a second, far-worse abandonment. This enhanced sibling conflict reinvigorated the season’s second half. It’s unfortunate that dynamic is now lost with the decision to replace, not recast, Batwoman going forward, but, well, a choice had to be made.

#9. “The One Where We’re Trapped on TV” (Legends of Tomorrow, Season 5, Episode 14)

With back-to-back shows on this list, it’s clear The CW’s sweeping interconnected universe is still going strong, but they’re not done conquering the airwaves yet. In their latest bit of meta-mischief, the crew behind the show Legends of Tomorrow flexed their creative freedom and trapped the on-screen crew of Legends of Tomorrow within various television parodies, including Friends, Downton Abbey, and Star Trek. Each is brought to life with expert lived-in details by long-term producer and first-time director Marc Guggenheim. The cast gamely tunes in to the needs of each as well, hamming it up with Shatner-impressions and droll sitcom style. It’s all held together by the show’s lovable mush; if you’re looking for unique, heartfelt television, the Legends are on it. 

#8. “Zoey’s Extraordinary Glitch” (Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist, Season 1, Episode 8)

Despite her being the star of the show, Playlist kept skipping over Jane Levy for its big musical numbers, a consequence of its concept that Zoey is the one hearing other people’s thoughts expressed in song. That oversight was paused in the show’s eighth production, which gave her a show-stopping spotlight all her own. It wasn’t just Levy’s rendition of pop songs that were a hit, but how reality hit for the character after signing her heart out. The playful subversion of Playlist’s formula dialed cringe-comedy to the max, while shattering the limitations of its unusual premise. If the show keeps shuffling itself around like it did here, it won’t be played out anytime soon.

#7. “Sundown” (Lovecraft Country, Season 1, Episode 1)

The unknown is an alluring yet dangerous place. That’s the concept at the heart of infamous horror author H.P. Lovecraft’s work, and the principle carries over to J.J. Abrams and Jordan Peele’s inspired TV show. Atticus Freeman can’t resist that unknown when he receives a mysterious letter from his missing father, and sets off on a road trip beset by monsters to find him. The episode is a wicked homage to the petrifying creatures of Lovecraft lore, but its true horror lies in its subversion of those stories. Lovecraft, an unapologetic racist, founded his fears in that bigotry; Lovecraft Country centers people of color in its narrative, contending with those racist fears within monsters that walk among us. This balance of reverence and rejection is never better than in this first episode; “Sundown” is the highest point in the unearthly Lovecraft Country.

#6. “The Curse” (What We Do in the Shadows, Season 2, Episode 4)

STOP! If you are reading this, you have been cursed! You will be visited by Bloody Mary tonight if you do not forward The Aarons to ten other people.

 ...It was a familiar hoax to earlier adopters of the internet, a bit of viral villany that used the anonymous and unfathomable nature of the world wide web to spook even the most shrewd of children. To a clan of vampires though, incredulity is already out the window. That’s the clever catch of this episode, in which the long-undead crew scramble to get a crash-course in the technological age to avoid such a prophesied ghostly encounter.  It’s a devilishly funny dance of dramatic irony… or is it? I can say with certainty that “The Curse” is a real one, so best get forwarding, readers.

#5. “Ego Death” (I May Destroy You, Season 1, Episode 12)

There was always an inevitability to I May Destroy You: a miniseries needs a denouement. That’s a greater dilemma when your subject is recovering in the wake of sexual assault, a situation that’s rarely cleanly resolved. “Ego Death,” the final installment in the resolutely honest show, doesn’t shy away from that difficulty. Creator and star Michaela Cola’s Arabella has a chance recognition of her assailant, and the episode runs through several possible reactions for her to that encounter. It’s as furious and yet funny as the show consistently was, while always holding firm to the promise of its title: assault need not define you, destruction is not inevitable.

#4. “Bagman” (Better Call Saul, Season 5, Episode 8)

Vince Gilligan built his empire on exploring what will make a person reach their breaking point; after five seasons of build up, he burdened Saul Goodman with as much as the man can bear. Taking cues from a classic episode of the original series, “4 Days Out,” Saul Goodman is stranded in the desert, forced to degradingly drink his own urine while lugging around duffle bags of cash, after a trepidatious handoff is ambushed by a rival drug cartel. Worse, he’s being chased by a surviving shooter. Gilligan loads the episode up with the distinctive visual flourish, attention to detail, and gripping tension that are the hallmarks of his work; when it comes to making standout television, Gilligan’s got it in the bag, man. 

#3. “The Phantom Apprentice” (Star Wars: The Clone Wars, Season 7, Episode 10)

There was a clear force pushing Disney to revive The Clone Wars after seven years off the air: bringing balance to the franchise. The last third of the season finally fulfilled the show’s destiny, running parallel to the events of Revenge of the Sith from the perspective of its original creation, Ahsoka Tano. The entire operatic arc rivaled the power of its cinematic counterparts, but my chosen one is its second part, in which Ahsoka and a revived Darth Maul duel above an under-siege Mandalore. The dazzling lightsaber fight was rendered using motion capture technology, providing viewers with another dizzying high ground from which to watch the fall of the Republic. 

#2. “The View from Halfway Down” (BoJack Horseman, Season 6, Episode 15)

The long-standing question of viewers of BoJack was whether it would result in tragedy or recovery; in the end, the show had its horse and ate it too. The series finale, in which BoJack makes peace in his ruined friendships, could have easily grazed this list, but I gave the edge to the penultimate episode in the horse race. “The View from Halfway Down” is a fake out, a fever dream of finality as BoJack lays drowning in his pool, but it’s no half-measure. It’s a merciless manifestation of fears and regrets, forcing BoJack to confront all the darkness he’s been running from, with the haunting sensation that, this time, he might be in too deep. It’s a brutal piece of TV viewing, but the glass is halfway full: BoJack’s at his lowest point, but the episode is Bojack at its highest. 

AND THE BEST TV EPISODE OF 2020 IS...

#1. “A Dark, Quiet Death” (Mythic Quest: Raven’s Banquet, Season 1, Episode 5)

Mythic Quest took an unexpected detour early on in its debut season, chronicling the personal and professional growth and decay of couple Doc and Bean, video game designers who originally occupied the current headquarters of the show’s regular cast. Guest stars Jake Johnson and Cristin Milioti give life to “Death,” charming viewers and each other from their meet-cute to their late-in-life reunion. It’s a surprisingly surefooted key stroke for a first season sitcom, developing the entire show’s central thesis on the strength of this standalone episode. Bean and Doc act as a cautionary tale for both the destructive power of ego and the corrosive nature of capitalism; a carved heart from the two adorns the office as an omen while the modern day characters lock horns with the same beasts. Now that’s a scrumptious bit of mythmaking. 

NEXT UP: THE 2020 AARON FOR BEST TV PERFORMANCE!

#tv #TheAarons2020 #TheAarons #TheAaronsTV #best of 2020 #batwoman #legends of tomorrow #zoey's extraordinary playlist #lovecraft country #what we do in the shadows #i may destroy you #better call saul #star wars #the clone wars #bojack horseman #mythic quest

[behindthestrings]

New rules page will be coming now that I’ve decided to embrace the google docs..  Lol...things have changed much since the last time I was in indie.

But these things are becoming relevant again as I’ve been talking to people...so I want to post this here first and then I’ll be making a more comprehensive rules page in a google doc.  

Writing Preferences:

Feelings on Single Ship Blogs

I feel very uncomfortable writing with most single ship blogs.  I pretty much always stick to multiship/multiverse interactions.  If you have one, if I know you well, I may still interact, or if you are the partner of someone I have history with.  But in general, if I’m forced to interact in a universe where your muse is together with another muse and must acknowledge this…I’ll probably first pull back to see how I feel, and then likely drop all interactions.  There are exceptions, but they are rare.

I’m aromantic.  I experience intense romance repulsion, especially when I’m forced to think about other people’s relationships.  Which like IRL, people don’t generally talk about the innerworkings of their romances so if you meet me IRL and say “hey this is my partner” it doesn’t bother me.  But in RP, it’s a text based medium where you read and write A LOT of introspection…and if major character development happens through the ship that /I/ am forced to recognize…I’m out.  I literally cannot handle the romance repulsion that I experience that way.

But “you have so many ships!” you say.  Yes.  I am Aegoromantic.  I am able to understand and appreciate the development of a romantic relationship when I am not the target.  I am not Szayel, Shutara, or Kisuke.  And…because we would be building a ship with my active hand…I am able to put the necessary psychological distance between myself and the relationship to enjoy it.    If I’m reading someone else’s ship…I do not have this layer of protection, and thus repulse. Thank you for understanding.

Feelings on Crossovers

I am generally uninterested in writing crossovers with muses in other fandoms.  I like doing AUs with other Bleach muses that are crossover themed however (like writing a Hellsing AU with Bleach Characters).  Sometimes I bend this preference if I have a close friend who get’s me really sold on the idea…but please do not expect it.

Feelings on OC’s

I’ve, tried, and tried, and tried to consistently work with OC’s.  But I’ve really only found a couple that I can work with.  The fact of the matter is…I’m in the Bleach Fandom’s roleplay orbit because I’m really only interested in the characters already existing in Bleach  The lore already there is dense and has soooo much to choose from characterwise.  I want to see more of the characters already there, and I want to explore alternate outcomes and relationships that didn’t or couldn’t happen in canon.

I KNOW your OC’s are really really cool, and I admire the work that goes into making a very intricate, believable addition to the Bleach world.  But, because I don’t already have an emotional attachment to them from the very beginning, I often have a rough start.

You have MUCH better chance if you get to know me as a mun and I develop attachments to you…and then other projects of yours as I get to know you.  But this is something that I struggle with and I honestly wish I could change.  So, if you’re coming at me with an OC, please give me time, and sometimes...it really just doesn’t quite work out.  Don’t take it personally--I know very well that this is a shortcoming for me...and I’m always trying to fix it.

#behind the curtain (ooc)

[winchester-fantasies]

Ritual

Summary: While hunkering down on a case, you and Dean strike up an unusual ritual.

Word Count: 3977

Warnings: smut, mutual masturbation, fingering, some dirty talk, semi-public sex, a little bit of fluff, swearing

Pairing: Dean x Female!Reader

Winchester Fantasies’ Masterlist

     Everything around you was dark as you cautiously made your way across the room, waiting for your eyes to adjust to your surroundings. You blindly reached your arms out in front of you, searching for anything as a sign of your surroundings. The ball of your foot stepped over the hardwood floor, the floorboards creaking in that familiar way that told you you were almost to your bed. 

     You became more confident you knew where you were going, and you let your arms fall to your sides. You took another step forward, but you yelped in pain as your knee suddenly came in contact with something solid and hard. 

     “Shit!” you hissed, grabbing your leg and rubbing roughly over the aching spot. You reached down, your fingers grazing the object that had inflicted so much pain, silently chiding yourself when you realized you'd miscalculated your direction and had run into the coffee table instead.

     “You okay?” Dean's gruff and sleep coated voice whispered in the dark.

     You nearly jumped at the sound, quickly veering to the right and jumping onto the couch that had become your bed and curling up under the heavy quilt. “Y...yeah,” you stammered, your heart pounding. “Had to get a drink of water. Sorry for waking you.” 

     “Nah, it's okay,” Dean said, his voice sounding more awake now. “Haven't really been able to sleep much tonight anyway.”

     “How come?” you asked quietly, mindful that Sam was sleeping just upstairs in the open loft.

     “Ya know,” Dean commented vaguely. “Just...everything.”

     You nodded, even though he couldn't see you. “Yeah, I get it,” you said, thinking back over the last few eventful days. You and the boys had been on a demon hunt when your covers had been compromised. You'd quickly been outnumbered so you ran, fleeing to one of Bobby's old safe houses. You'd warded the shit out of the place almost as soon as you'd arrived and now you were laying low for a few days while you tried to figure out what your next move should be.

     Thankfully this safe house was one that Bobby had used quite often so there were a few lore books, weapons and hunting supplies, food and water, and even holy water. You and Sam had been scouring the books for days and Dean had even made a few calls to a few older and more experienced hunters he knew. However, after nearly three days and no breaks, you were beginning to wonder if you'd ever get yourselves out of this mess.

     “Do you think we'll make it out?” you asked.

     Dean was silent, your question hanging in the air, unanswered, leaving your stomach in knots. Dean was always so confident and sure of himself and his abilities as a hunter. He always had an answer and a plan. But his silence this time was unnerving. He was just as scared and uncertain about the situation as you were.

     “Yeah, I think so,” Dean finally answered, his voice more confident than you knew he was actually feeling. “We'll figure something out. We always do.”

     “Yeah, I hope so,” you murmured. 

     You groaned, the feeling of heaviness in your bladder making its presence known. Maybe you shouldn't have drunk that glass of water.

     “What's wrong?” Dean asked.

     You sighed, throwing off your blanket. “I have to go pee,” you complained getting to your feet and searching for your shoes.

     “I'll go with you,” Dean said, sitting up and grabbing his boots.

     “No, don't worry about it, Dean,” you said. Dean didn't answer you, instead pulling on his combat boots. 

     “Dean, you've had a stressful week. You need to rest,” you said, lacing up your Doc Martens.

     When Dean still didn't answer you sighed. “I'll be fine,” you reassured him.

     “Yeah, well, I don't like the thought of you going out there by yourself when we don't even know where those sons 'o bitches are,” he said gruffly, standing to his feet. “So stop arguing and get your ass outside.”

     You rolled your eyes but did as you were told nevertheless. You silently cursed at Bobby for not including an indoor toilet into the floor plans. Instead he'd opted for the old-fashioned kind: An outhouse. 

     You and Dean stepped out onto the front porch, the steps creaking as you descended. The night was warm with the sounds of crickets and tree frogs filling the air. 

     You looked up at the cloudless sky, stars twinkling in the black abyss. The moon was full, illuminating the trees and other foliage surrounding the safe house. 

     You easily found your way to the outhouse, the smell of feces and urine growing stronger as you neared the wooden structure. You wrinkled your nose as you opened the door slowly, the hinges screeching. You'd have to empty out the bucket in the morning.

     You stepped inside and let the door slam behind you and leaving Dean to stand guard. You slid your pajama shorts and panties down your legs to just below your knees, being careful to not let them touch the piss-stained bottom.

     The humidity mixed with the stench surrounding you grew thicker and you nearly gagged. “Dean,” you called.

     “Yeah, sweetheart?” Dean's muffled voice came through the slightly slatted door.

     “Open the door,” you implored. “It's too hot in here.” Dean swung it wide, using his shoulder to keep it open. 

     “Thanks,” you said, fanning yourself to no avail. Sweat still dotted your forehead and upper lip. 

     “No problem,” Dean said, his back still to you, giving you what meager amount of privacy you had.

     You made quick work of relieving yourself before hurriedly pulling your shorts and panties back up and stepping out into the fresh air. “Whew!” you exclaimed, breathing in deeply. “It was fucking stifling in there!”

     Dean chuckled and you were about to join in when a shrill howl filled the air. You tensed, your eyes and ears alert for any sign of impending danger.

     Dean seemed to sense your fear because he moved to your side, throwing his arm around your shoulder. “Relax, sweetheart,” he said with an amused grin. “It's just coyotes.”

     “Are you sure?” you asked skeptically as another howl rang out, closer this time.

     “I'm sure. You've got nothin’ to worry about as long as you're with me,” he said, his voice staunch. “Let's go back to the house.”

     You nodded, letting him lead you back to the cabin, his arm never leaving your shoulders. 

**********

     The next two days flashed by in a blur. You and Sam continued to dig into Bobby's old books and searched the Internet for anything that seemed demon related. Anything to indicate just where the demons were.

     Dean finally made contact with Cas, who promised to talk to Crowley to see if there was anything the King of Hell could tell him or do to call off the demons on your trail.

     You lay on the couch later that night, going over everything you knew and seeing if you could find a different angle you hadn't considered yet. You were starting to get antsy being cooped up in the safe house. Bobby had stocked it well but with both you and the Winchesters eating the canned goods and MREs he had left, you knew you'd need to go on a supply run soon. Even if it was a risky move.

     You closed your eyes, the muffled sound of tree frogs coming from outside. Sam's soft snores came from the loft, and your eyes grew heavy as all the sounds you'd grown used to in your time at the cabin, started lulling you to sleep.

     But your eyes shot open the moment you heard the soft grunt. It had come from Dean's side of the room. It was too dark to see anything, and you were about to ask him if he was alright when a low groan came from his couch.

     Your stomach clenched, and you swallowed hard. Was he…jerking off? In front of you? With Sam so close and practically in the room? It shocked you, but you'd be lying if you said it didn't turn you on. 

     It had been almost a month since you'd gotten yourself off or had a guy between your thighs. You were beyond sexually frustrated, and with the thought of Dean touching himself, sliding his hand up and down his shaft, pre-cum seeping from the tip, you found yourself more than a little aroused.

     Before you knew it, your hand was sliding under the waistband of your pajama shorts and into your panties. Your fingers grazed your heated core, the wetness coating your folds surprising you. You never got this wet, even when a guy was eating you out or buried balls deep inside you. 

     What it was that got you so turned on by Dean Winchester jacking off, you didn't know. But you also didn't mind as you ran your fingers through your folds before finding your already swollen clit. 

     You rubbed small, controlled circles over the bundle of nerves, pleasure already starting to build. You closed your eyes and bit your bottom lip as you listened to Dean's soft grunts and groans from the other side of the room. 

      You moved your fingers down, inserting two into your sopping hole while your thumb kept a firm pressure on your clit. You shoved your hand under your tank top, palming your breast and pinching your nipples. 

     Your fingers dragged deliciously against your walls, and you couldn't stifle a moan when you crooked your fingers, finding your g-spot.

     “(Y/N)?” Dean's deep and slightly out of breath voice sounded out. You immediately stopped your movements, your fingers still encased in your slick pussy. You held your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. You hoped if you remained quiet, Dean would assume you were asleep and save you the embarrassment of having to explain that you were pleasuring yourself to the sounds of him getting himself off.

     “Are you touching yourself?” Dean whispered. You were shocked into further silence at his brazen and direct question. 

     When you finally found your voice, it was tiny and uncertain. “Y...yes,” you whispered back, your voice practically a mewl.

     Dean remained silent, but you heard shuffling blankets as he shifted. You could see his silhouette against the soft moonlight coming through the sheer curtains at the window behind him as he sat up, leaning back against the couch's armrest. 

     “How are you touching yourself?” he asked, his voice a throaty growl. The sheet over his legs billowed up and down gently as he continued to stroke himself. You were so mesmerized by everything that was happening you barely registered that your fingers had picked up their pace once more until you moaned, a shock of pleasure rippling through your core.

     “C’mon, sweetheart,” Dean panted. “Talk to me. Tell me what you're doing to that sweet, little pussy of yours.”

     You licked your lips, tasting the sweat starting to dot your upper lip. “I...I, um, I'm fucking myself...w...with my fingers,” you said, your voice quiet and uncertain. If felt a bit awkward talking to your friend in such a dirty and intimate way, and you felt a little insecure. You weren't sure what to make of the situation or even what to say exactly.

     “Yeah?” Dean asked. You bit your lower lip and hummed.

     “Yeah,” you said. A squelching noise filled the air as you shoved your fingers in deeper.

     “Shit!” Dean hissed sharply at the sound. “You're so fucking wet, sweetheart.... What else are you doing?”

     “I'm rubbing my clit,” you said, a soft moan following your words as your fingers once again found precedence on your swollen and sensitive bud. 

     “Yeah?” Dean asked again.

     “Yeah,” you said breathily. You weren't sure if it was the huskiness of his voice or the sexy and almost risqué situation or both, but you felt a jolt of confidence, causing your next words to fall from your mouth. “And I'm imagining your fingers instead of mine.”

     Dean was silent, and you felt shame creep into your mind. Maybe you'd gone too far. You'd probably fucked up your entire friendship over one lust induced and foolish comment.

     You were about to apologize and tell Dean to forget what you'd just said when he spoke again. “And does it feel good?” he asked, his voice a throaty whisper. You couldn't believe it! He was actually going along with it.

     “Mm, yeah,” you mewled. “Fucking amazing.”

     “Good,” Dean growled. “Just wanna make you feel good.”

     His words sent another round of arousal straight to your core, coating your fingers in a fresh wave of wetness. You let out a soft and lustful moan as your fingers slid over a particularly sensitive spot, causing you to buck into your hand. “Right there, Dean,” you whimpered. 

     “Don't stop,” he commanded breathlessly. The sheet billowed a little higher as he picked up his pace, lifting his hips off the couch and rocking himself into his palm. “Wanna hear you cum.”

     The room fell silent as you both focused on chasing your releases. The only sounds that broke the quiet were the soft moans, groans, and creaking of couch springs as you shifted, trying to find that perfect angle.

     You went back to pumping your fingers into your still soaking hole and adding a third digit when two just wasn't enough. Your other hand rubbed small, quick circles across your oversensitive clit and you soon felt the familiar tightening of your stomach, indicating you were close. You crooked your fingers into your sweet spot and the coil snapped. Your hips lifted off the couch and your legs trembled as your orgasm overtook you. “Dean,” your wanton praise carried throughout the living room.

     Within seconds Dean was cumming, too, his voice a deep and throaty growl. “Fuucckk,” he groaned, his hand sliding furiously up and down his member as his hips stuttered then finally stilled, white, hot cum coating his hand and staining the sheet above him.

     Dean removed the sheet from his lap and used it to wipe his hand and clean himself up. You did the same, removing your pajama bottoms and panties and using the shorts to clean yourself. You both tossed the soiled sheet and shorts to the ground beside you before lying back, blissed out and reveling in your highs. You were panting hard and trying to get your heartbeat back to normal.

     After a little while, Dean rolled over, facing the back of the couch and pulling the blanket over his body. “Good night, (Y/N),” he called quietly over his shoulder.

     You smiled. “Good night, Dean.” You settled back on your pillow and closed your eyes, letting Dean's steady breathing and the sounds outside lull you to sleep and pull you into fantasies only your dreams would ever see.

**********

     You were standing at the stove the next morning; pancakes were cooking on the skillet while uncracked eggs set off to the side, waiting to be scrambled. Sam was at the kitchen table on his laptop, once again searching for anything having to do with the demons. The boys were tired and quickly burning out from getting nowhere with the case, so you thought a nice home-cooked breakfast would help break the monotony.

     It wasn't long, though, before your mind started to wander, and by the time pancake number four was finished, you'd already replayed everything that had happened the night before nearly a dozen times.

     “Better watch those pancakes,” Dean said teasingly. You jumped at his voice and chuckled sheepishly, quickly flipping the pancake before it could burn.

     You tensed when you felt a hand come to rest on the side of you waist, the scent of Dean's cologne unmistakable. “Last night was fucking hot,” Dean whispered gruffly in your ear, his warm breath tickling your ear and ruffling the hair at your temple. “Can't wait for round two tonight.”

     You jerked your gaze up just as he started to walk away but not before you caught the discreet, yet completely enticing and provocative wink he sent your way.

     So it became your ritual that every night you'd cum to the sounds of one another as you pleasured yourselves. During the day everything went on as usual, and you and Dean didn't talk about what you did in the dark. It was an unspoken agreement. 

     Nearly a week later, Garth showed up at the cabin. He'd heard about your predicament and had caught wind of where the demons were. He thought he knew a way out and had decided to come help.

     You were happy you finally had a break in the case. You and the boys had been out at the cabin for almost three weeks, and everyone's patience was wearing thin. However, with Garth’s arrival came the trouble of figuring out sleeping arrangements.

     You finally came to the agreement that Garth would take the loft, and Sam would use the couch you'd been occupying. Which left you sharing with Dean. It wouldn't have been such a problem except for the fact you and Dean were on opposite sides of the sofa, your feet practically dangling off the sides while his were almost in your face.

     You rolled over for what had to have been the fourth time, trying to get comfortable. You sighed as the heel of Dean's foot dug into the side of your rib cage. You had finally given up on sleep.

     “You okay, sweetheart?” Dean’s voice cut through the quiet, and you jumped. 

     “Can't sleep,” you mumbled grumpily.

     You felt Dean shift and when you looked towards him, you saw he was now sitting up. “Come here,” he said, beckoning.

     You huffed, but got up nevertheless, Dean guiding you between his legs and pulling you back against him.You instantly felt yourself relax, and you leaned your head against his shoulder, the side of his cheek nearly plastered to your own.

     “Better?” he asked, his warm breath ruffling the flyaways at your temple.

     You nodded and closed your eyes. You were on the verge of sleep when you felt a hand slide over your thigh. You jolted awake, your eyes wide. “What are you doing?” you hissed. 

     “Just relax,” Dean murmured, his hand making its way up your thigh. You instinctively spread your legs, allowing his touch to move to your inner thigh and tease the bottom of your pajama shorts.

     “Dean,” you said, your heartbeat picking up and your breathing becoming shallow. “Garth...Sam,” you whispered.

     “They won't hear,” he whispered. “Not if you're quiet.” 

     You shuddered at his words as his hand traveled up to the waistband of your shorts. He paused for a moment, the tips of his fingers sliding under the elastic. “This okay?” he asked gruffly.

     You nodded briskly, and Dean continued his path. “Good,” he grunted, his hand slipping into your panties. “'Cause I've heard you cum…. Now I wanna feel you,” he said just as his fingers found your swollen clit.

     You gasped and bucked into his hand as he rubbed firm and controlled circles over the sensitive bud. “This feel good?” he asked quietly.

     You whimpered in response as he dipped a finger into your soaked core. “Mmm,” he growled in appreciation. “You’re already so fucking wet.”

     He continued to thrust his middle finger into you while his thumb kept a steady pressure against your clit. You rolled your hips with his movements, and you gripped his thighs as his fingers brushed against your sweet spot. 

     “Dean,” you whispered through gritted teeth as you fought against the moan at the back of your throat.

     “Cum for me, sweetheart,” he said, and you did as he commanded, cumming harder than you ever had on your own fingers.

     Dean worked you through your orgasm, chuckling softly as you slumped back against him, your chest heaving. “So fucking hot,” he whispered, lightly nipping at your earlobe. Dean's hands moved over your body as you came down from your high, caressing every inch of skin he could find. 

     “Take off your pants,” he said, the tone in his voice leaving no room for argument. You scrambled up from between his legs, the couch dipping and springs squeaking as you got up. Sam suddenly took a deep breath from the couch across the room, and you and Dean paused what you were doing, listening for any other signs he was awake. You let out the breath you didn't know you'd been holding as Sam flipped to his side away from you and Dean.

     You quickly shimmied out of your shorts and panties, leaving them on the floor. You were surprised to find Dean fully naked when you turned back around, just enough light around the room for you to see his thick erection flat against his stomach. 

     Dean held out his hand to you, and you took it as he silently guided you back onto his lap. You could feel his tip at your entrance and you tensed, looking towards Sam and the loft. You knew what Dean had in mind the moment he'd told you to strip. You'd been so turned on by his demand you hadn't really cared that there were two other people in the house, but now that it was actually about to happen, you were having second thoughts.

     “Dean…” you started, your voice betraying your apprehension.

     Dean shushed you with a warm hand on your bare waist. “Don't worry, baby,” he said, rubbing his thumb across your skin. “This isn't my first rodeo,” he reassured you.

     You nodded and felt yourself start to relax again. Dean knew what he was doing even if you were walking into this blindly. You could trust him; he wouldn't put you in a situation like this if he didn't think he could get away with it.

     “Just relax,” he said as he lined himself up and began to push into you slowly. You let out a small gasp as he slid against your walls, every inch of you feeling fuller and fuller. 

     “Fuckin’ hell you're tight,” Dean said once he'd bottomed out, resting his forehead against your clothed back.

     A soft moan fell from your mouth once he started moving. He was slow, careful not to make too much noise, the springs of the couch squeaking softly.

     You held onto the back of the couch to steady yourself while your other hand grasped his forearm, his hands firmly gripping your waist as he thrust in and out of you rhythmically. And it wasn't long before you felt that familiar warmth building in your stomach again. 

     “D...De,” you panted, squeezing his arm and hoping he'd get your message.

     “I know, baby,” he grunted. “Me, too.”

     He snaked his hand between your spread thighs, his fingertips massaging your oversensitive clit. A jolt of electricity shot through your body and before you could register what was happening, you were falling off the precipice of release. 

     You threw your head back as your walls tightened and the coil snapped. Dean clamped his other hand over your mouth just as a wanton moan spilled from your lips.

     Dean wasn't far behind, a low groan emanating from his throat as his hips stuttered. He gripped your waist tightly again as he thrust harshly up into you two more times before he came, ropes of hot cum coating your walls.

     You ran your hand up and down the side of his hairy and muscular thigh while he wrapped his arms around you, anchoring you against him. Dean buried his face into your neck the moment you collapsed against him, kissing down your neck and shoulder and sucking a mark behind your ear. “Definitely the best case I've ever worked,” he murmured in your ear, just as the first light of dawn peeked over the horizon.

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