Being with an ooman brought forth a good number of oddities, most of which they adored.
You were different from them, in terms of looks, yes, but also in terms of culture. And as they whiped away the liquid streaming from your eyes they realized once again how different you were in terms of morals as well.
"I'm a monster!" you sobbed, your voice frantic and shaky, and they took you into their arms on instinct at the sound.
"You're overreacting." They attempted to console you, which didn't quite work as intended they came to realize as you slapped their chest.
"I killed it! The poor little fella... they already have such a short lifespan..."
Seeing you in so much pain over the death of a being that didn't even have a conscience, they wondered how you managed to think of them as anything other than a monster. With their walls of proudly displayed trophies.
Some of them had only half your life expectancy, some lived longer than them. Some even had family.
"Fella?" they instead focused on consoling you through your strange breakdown "what makes you so sure it was male?"
You gasped, your eyes suddenly wide in horror "I didnt even think of that! What if it was female? What if it was expecting? What if I just killed an entire bloodline??!"
Though they were apparently not very good at it.
Unsure on what to do or say, they simply continued to hold you, the purring that they've subconsciously started to do getting louder.
"If it brings you any comfort", they began quietly as they heard your sobbing come to a slow stop "its unlikely it felt any pain, being the size that it was."
"It does," you mumbled, only parting from them shortly to whipe at your face "thank you."
They simply nodded.
How your species managed to become your planets apex predators remained a mystery to them.
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hhhhhhfuck. want to be in a group lobby with a bunch of boys playing all sorts of different co-op and they're all happily bantering over mic. when one of the more 'polite' boys asks why you're only typing and use so many cutesy emojis/emoticons as they're casually discussing the next game, you suddenly get shy. oh. it finally came up. all's been lighthearted, maybe even playfully flirty at most sometimes. they start to notice other nuances, such as the way you get "flustered" and are way more expressive than typical dudes who are chronically online. unless you're a total fruitcake, who unironically in chat says "petite and breedable? no- petite, breedable and kidnappable! ~ ଘ꒰⑅ ´ ˘ ` ⑅ ꒱♡" ... least to say it caught some of the boy's attention. just being put on the spot is almost enough to elicit a confession or reveal, but you kept your wits even if your brain is so damn fuzzy.
until they suddenly put two and two together with all the damning clues to realize: ...... you're a girl. a female.
not just a random from a public group's link getting found through some obscure tag online, but a girl that was from a group chat and had been concealing this info, and other now-desired details, for at least a few months. the tension over the collective call would be intoxicating. the emotional charge, the lowkey intimidation, the bated hesitation in replies, the private groups created just to have disgusting side chats, all occurring without her even knowing that every message has nothing but raunchy barely legal claims from each member after hearing the "news". no shame. boundaries? never heard of them. dick's hard, don't care.
something shifts and it gets... weird. one or two of the boys suddenly "have to go", but are just too embarrassed to admit they're so excited just as the concept there's been a girl in the group the entire time (what does she look and sound like? what is she into besides games? what does she look like when you pull her cute stupid hair and act like she's your little si-), while some suddenly got quiet or had a supposed 'mood shift'. just a simple piece of somehow-crucial knowledge caused a fat fucking stir and its apparently such a spectacle she suddenly worries they're talking separately without her.
she's late, but she's right.
eventually the one boy who ever introduced her to this hormonal gaggle of imps caves into his supposed "friend's" requests to see this mystery girls face. and he may or may not have gotten a a photo of her adorable tits months ago when she was drunk and lonely. god forbid you have a moment of weakness, huh? well, that weakness and vulnerability is what gets your no-longer friends (try fuckbuddies and new stalkers, honey) off. not that you'll ever know, dumbass.
he betrays your false sense of trust and security and before you know it, multiple dudes are posting cum tributes to the newly-created smutty general chat, sharing increasingly fucked up fantasies as time goes on. all while you flounder, almost alone with barely any context. but don't worry, your scumbag discord bestie is dick in sweaty hand as he halfassedly 'reassures' you how you're still safe, anonymous, good with him. yeah... good with him. for him. all of them would agree. he kind of likes how desperate and so damn stupid you are. makes you out to be like some ditzy little sister. fuck. he could get used to that. not like you have a choice. him and his friends own your pathetic clueless ass. they want nothing more than to see you drooling on their dicks like a thoughtless puppy, mind broken and muddled only for sex- only for them. don't hurt yourself thinking so hard, you won't have time to with them beating a path to your shithole apartment's door to violate you day after day anyways. some are already trying to find your other socials, any hint to where your sweet brainless fuckholes might live.
aren't you so lucky? what cool friends you have, sweetheart.
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listen maybe this is just because i've always been a slut for pov outsider fics anyway but i desperately want some on our dork trent crimm. like. the character development??? his softness and dorkification???? i need someone to be like just. what do people think about this. like whether it's a random richmond player, a random reporter trent worked with, someone from trent's personal life, another rando in the sports field who's used to trent crimm, the independent, ruthless reporter, or whoever, just. random people watching trent crimm go from "ah yeah that asshole reporter who specifically has a reputation for being a ruthless cutting bitch" to "openly excitable dork who clearly cares so goddamn much and is visibly softer and has he just secretly always been like this??"
it would probably have to be someone who's close enough to him or richmond now to like, be able to see the change, but i just. am obsessed with this. and that's not even getting into considering the angles of his possible ex-wife/divorce + if non-audience-members can tell he's madly in love with ted or not, because i'm not sure if it's funnier if they're like "trent crimm is a huge dork now and we have no idea why????? i guess this is just the lasso effect fucking bending reality again??" or if they're like "hey fucking WILD that that one journalist specifically known for being a huge asshole apparently fell so ass over teakettle in love with that weird cowboy miracle worker of a gaffer that he divorced his wife, exploded his job, and had a radical personality shift via apparently deciding to be emotionally vulnerable. and all of this after writing a pretty fucked exposé on him?? why does no one talk about this more"
and while all the possibilities mentioned are great in their own ways, it could even be one of the other main characters whos just not generally involved in his storyline like. what does sam think of all this. what is jamie thinking when trent becomes their emotional support journalist dork. what does keeley think.
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ok. going for round 2.5 of isat instead of doing anything else on the completely normal and uneventful days that are today and tomorrow + however long this takes to accomplish. objectives:
get epilogue part i missed
hit max level with everyone (is there a difference in the event dialogue depending on which act this happens in??)
spend wayyy more time doing things in act 2 bc its too easy to speed thru it and miss stuff that might be different. like im talking ALL of the side quests possible and interact w Everything. apologies in advance to siffrin for this we are hitting loop amounts that should be unthinkable
interact with the leaf while in the room w the globe specifically. not sure if it does anything but i wanna check
sus achievement. need
figure out how to unlock that one house in town w an openphrase?? if possible?? surely theres a way to do that. right
do that mini quest w the bonding earrings pair bc i couldnt find who the other person was for the life of me . need to check epilogue
get all loop conversations ?
keep save of every act for future reference
collect and keep ALL souveniers during the last bit until the end . ive seen what they all do beforehand but some get used up so thats very missable
find the last equipment ?? where could that even be
whatever the rest of the achievements are that i dont know how to unlock. hopefully along the way <3
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I really do wonder if there was a point when William was a good father to Vanessa.
I'm not saying he never cared for her, but was there a point before the murders where he acted like a normal dad? Fussed over her, went to her dance recitals, helped her with homework, braided her hair, made her birthday cake, etc. He could have done this after the murders as well, but I feel like once Vanessa knew he killed, that forever changed their dynamic. He was not just her father. He was her father and the man who murdered her friends.
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I love a good ol' mlm cowboy/western romance as much as the next guy but where is all the sapphic cowgirl content??? wheres the daughter of a well-known aristocrat falling for a no-good cowgirl who robs and steals just to buy her girlfriend pieces of jewellery while making sure she doesn't get hurt by their relationship being discovered and in return, the aristocrat gives her girlfriend enough money to live decently since they're still working on their plan to run away together??? wheres my enemies-to-lovers cowgirls in rival gangs meeting in secret to have dates in abandoned barns and one-night stands together in shady motel rooms?? wheres my cowgirls running gang/illegal business together as a power couple???? wheres the aristocrat girl letting her cowgirl lover take her far out of town on horseback and the two renting a motel room for the night to be able to be in each other's company without worrying about the outsider world demonising them both for being on completely different ends of the social class spectrum???? wheres the childhood friends-to-lovers arc where the two get really close as kids and then separated as teens and then bump into each other once again quite a few years later while cowgirl is robbing a bank (or smth similar) and her childhood best friend who went on to live as a farmer is caught in the crossfire and the two reunite and either cowgirl convinces farmgirl to become a cowgirl with her or farmgirl convinces cowgirl to settle down with her on a small farm and regardless of the outcome the two live together as wives????? where are all the gay cowgirls????
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