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nightmare-dreamt · 1 year

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Headcanons for Monster high main ghouls + Deuce and Clawd when the first "I love you" is said please :)

Also love your work <3

Monster High Headcanons: First I Love You

Draculaura:

You said it first… kinda? You told her on her birthday, which also happened to be Valentine's day... the day of love

It was a typical romance moment with a whole event planned out just for your guys moment, except when she made it to you, a soft 'I Love You' escaped her lips causing a frown on your face to form.

Immediate worry was on her face when seeing your reaction, but you explained that you were planning to say that to her. In the end, the moment was 9/10 and neither of you are ever going to forget about it.

Frankie Stein:

They said it first, but it happened before the two of you were together.

It was a normal day for the two of you, just attending your classes when Frankle came over with confused look on their face. You asked them what was wrong, but blushed when hearing the answer.

It seemed that Frankie didn't know what love is and really wanted to know by finding someone to show it to them. You were confused, not really sure of how to explain it, but helped them anyway by going around showing things that made them happy and feeling a strange feeling within them.

On your way back to the dorm, Frankie started to name all of the things that they loved and that gave them that weird feeling. You had a smile on your face, listening softly, but stopped when the following words came out of their mouth.

'I love you, you make me have this weird feeling'

Y/n.exe has stopped working

Clawdeen Wolf:

She said it when confessing after you spent months trying to get her brother to notice you.

It was well known within your guys friend group about your feelings for Clawd, but he was with Draculaura and the two loved each other greatly. You tried to hide your feelings, but the more you did, the more it hurt. You didn't know who to talked to, thinking that no one would understand the pain your going through, but one girl understood.

"You need to let him go," Clawdeen stated, staring at her brother smiling at the pink haired girl in front of him. Y/n signed, "I know, but it's just hard watching someone you love go off and love someone else."

"I understand how you feel," Clawdeen whispered. Y/n turned with a confused look, "You do? Who do you love, Clawdeen?"

"You."

Cleo De Nile:

You said it after another one of her breakups with Deuce, sadly this one seemed permanent as the two refused to speak with each other and began moving on.

Cleo was in your dorm room crying her eyes out, upset with the breakup needing the comfort of her friend. Unknown to her, you felt pain every time seeing her upset like this knowing you could treat her better then whatever she had with the Gorgon.

"You should stop crying Cleo, your makeup will get ruined," Y/n exclaimed, wiping the tears away off of her face. Cleo sniffled, "Who cares, Deuce and I are over. There isn't a point in dressing up anymore."

"You can't just change yourself because of someone, there are many other people out there who love you and will care for you more than he ever could," Y/n stated. Cleo looked up, "Who?"

"Me."

Deuce Gorgon:

He said it first and the two of you were on a date together, celebrating your three month anniversary of officially being together.

Everything was beautiful, he arranged a nice candlelight dinner for the two of you were you guys could spend hours together staring into each other's eyes. That was his plan after all, but things took a turn when seeing you looking all dressed up, falling for you all over again.

"Wow," He whispered. Y/n smiled, "Do you like it?"

"I love it… I love you…" Deuce muttered.

Clawd Wolf:

He said it first on accident during one of his games that has been a worry for him and the team.

It was the last quarter with barely any time left on the clock. Clawd was rushing around on the court trying to score one last shot that would get them the lead. Watching their boyfriend play, Y/n stood in the crowd cheering for him, being the loudest in the crowd.

When making the final shot, the buzzer went off causing everyone to go crazy, including your boyfriend who ran around. When reporters talked with him asking what his motivation was, he only had one answer for them.

"That's easy, my partner Y/n," Clawd answered with a smile on his face. "They're the love of my life and they motivate me everyday to keep pushing forward and to keep going."

#x reader #headcanon #request #monster high #Monster high #clawdeen wolf #monster high x reader #draculara #frankie stein #cleo de nile #Clawd Wolf #Deuce Gorgon #deuce gorgon

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theminecraftbee · 1 year

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"If you're in a time loop, blink twice," Scott says, sitting on the steps outside of Bertha's plaza.

"What?" Cleo says.

"I mean, I'm not stupid," Scott says. "When a witch of time is looking at me like I'm a dead man or something, clearly they know something I don't. I've read books."

"That's not how that works. Well, I mean, sometimes that's how that works," Cleo says, and they shake their head twice, trying to shake the cobwebs out of it. "What do you mean, looking at you like you're a dead man?"

Scott shrugs. "I mean, you were looking at me like... well, not someone you were getting curses from, is what I'm saying. Like how I think I look when..." He fidgets uncomfortably for a moment. Cleo grimaces. Alright, so they looked like the unstable necromancer when he's thinking about the thing that made him unstable. That's... probably bad news.

"Sort of like how your magic makes you all... you know. Emo," Cleo starts.

"Wow," Scott says.

"A side-effect of time magic is deja vu."

"You're not talking me out of 'I died in the time loop', for the record," Scott says.

"Not exactly? It's more like... See, time magic isn't just about, you know, reversing time. Really, I can't do that all that often. The universe likes symmetry. Time magic is about... making that symmetry happen, really. A lot of my spells, the big ones? They're pulling things over that happened in another life. Another universe. And even if it's not one I remember living, I still lived it, because I'm the Time Witch, so I'm all of them, sort of."

As they speak, they play with their abacus. Purple bursts of magic flicker and fade around it. The shadows are long this time of day (or maybe that's just Scott's general moody aura), and it makes the color stand out.

"So you're... what, remembering things that didn't happen?" Scott asks.

"Sort of?" Cleo says, shrugging. "They did happen. Just only kind of to me."

"Huh," Scott says.

They sit there for a while. It starts raining. Cleo would stop the rain - they normally do - but they're wearing their hat, and it would require getting up, and they had just helped deal with the Storm Witch, so they don't feel like burning bridges at the moment. They can get wet for a few minutes.

Scott turns to Cleo, rain dripping across his face.

"So why did you look at me like you loved me?" Scott says.

Cleo feels their heart in their throat. They look back at Scott, wide-eyed.

"What?" they say.

"Why did you - you know, like you loved me and lost me? Like that," Scott says.

"If I knew, that wouldn't be deja vu," Cleo says, after a moment. "It's not from this life. No time loop. Promise."

Scott shrugs. "I'll hold you to that. Will you do your rain thing, by the way? Getting all damp isn't good for my complexion."

"Making your makeup run?"

"Hey, I'll have you know these eyebags are all natural."

Cleo lifts up her wand. Sparks flicker across from the abacus to her hand, but she doesn't need the number from it anyway. She casts the spell to make the sun come out, and as the beams fall on her arms, it's warm, and she feels strangely safe. She doesn't look back at Scott, though. Neither of them say anything more.

#wcsmp #zombiecleo #scott smajor #a bee fic #anyway so i'm officially insane about wc!cleo. just so you know #anyway also obviously this is referencing cleo's other series because they're important here #because CLEO HAS MADE THEM CANON

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jellieland · 1 year

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Bdubs is more than familiar with the sound of a ticking clock. Oh BOY does he know the sound of a ticking clock. He has experience, you know.

It's a little different, though, when it's His Clock.

It looks just like the other clocks he has. Just like the first clock he had.

But the face, instead of showing when night turns to day, shows a number that is slowly getting smaller.

And it ticks very loudly.

No one else seems to hear it, though.

They have just started to get set up on the rocky mountain that they haven't come up with a proper name for yet when he asks Scar and Cleo about theirs.

"No no no, clocks are your thing Bdubs." Scar says airily. "I do other things. Like have monopolies and enchanting tables and things like that."

Cleo sighs. "Scar, have you really not looked at your clock yet?" At his confused face, they give him a long-suffering look. "It should be in your pocket."

Scar puts a hand in his pocket and pulls something out, looking delighted. "Wait, I get one too?" He holds it up and peers at it. "Oh, and I don't even have to read any numbers on it! Wow, this'll probably be useful at some point." He looks thoughtful. "I wonder if I could try to sell it to someone?"

"Well??" Asks Bdubs impatiently. "Are you gonna show us or not?"

"Oh yes, of course!" Scar holds it up.

It's different.

It's a very ornate hourglass, with some pieces set into it that look to Bdubs like gold. There is no number to read. No ticking to be heard. The sand drains steadily from top to bottom, falling resolutely one way even as Scar tilts it until it's horizontal, which he looks a bit disappointed about.

"That looks real fancy." Scar gets a thoughtful expression on his face. "I wonder if I could get the sand out if we need some to make something?"

"You are not using the sand of your life in a crafting recipe." Cleo says, which is a shame because Bdubs really wanted to see him try it.

Cleo squints at the hourglass, and points to the gold inlay. "Scar," They say, in a tone that suggests they know the answer to the question they're about to ask, "Is that pyrite?"

Scar and Bdubs exchange glances, and shrug.

"Pyrite?" At the blank looks, she continues. "You know. Fools gold?"

"Cleo!" Scar gasps, apparently deeply offended. "How could you say such a thing!"

"Ah yes!" Says Bdubs. "Fools gold. I knew it was that as soon as I laid eyes on it, of course. Only a fool would think otherwise!"

"Scar, I'm not saying that-" She pauses, and seems to consider. "No, you know what, nevermind." She turns to look at Bdubs, and raises an eyebrow. "And you did, did you?"

"Um. Anyway!" He says hurriedly. "What about your clock, Cleo?"

She looks at him for a moment longer, laughs slightly, and shrugs. "Yeah alright." She pulls out something that looks sort of like a stopwatch.

They present it to Scar and Bdubs.

The number ticks down.

"Nothing too fancy." They say. "Although apparently whoever's in charge of these likes to think they're funny." They flip it over. There's an inscription on the back.

"Memento Mori." He reads.

She smirks. "Remember you must die."

Maybe it's his imagination, but Bdubs could swear that he hears his clock tick a little louder.

Scar frowns. "Why is that-" He appears to abruptly remember Cleo's undead nature. "-ohhhhh. Riiiiight."

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When he is chosen, it is really quite familiar.

The ticking is so loud that he can barely hear anyone else at all, until he sinks his axe into someone's back.

That's familiar too.

#limited life smp #limited life spoilers #bdoubleo100 #goodtimeswithscar #zombiecleo #my writing

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sgiandubh · 5 months

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What makes a very mature and educated woman confuse the charisma of Jamie and Claire and fall behind the illusion of Sam and Cait?

Look at this picture and many others, look at Cait's smile and the happiness in her eyes

Look at the color of Tony's lips, I don't need to continue

Below this picture are many pictures of them from many years ago

This man has been a reality since 2015, so let us accept reality even if we do not like it

Note: I would love to read everything you write aside from Outlander and S&C

Dear (b)Itchy Anon,

Ah, yes. You folks are definitely a very predictable bunch, because you simply cannot help yourself and just have to do it. Every. Single. Christmas. Eve. For reasons transparent enough to make you & your kin instantly unlikeable.

I was just thinking, the other day, believe it or not. I was thinking of the disingenuous way you - or someone like you - engaged with @cb4tb on another Christmas Eve and told myself: 'I bet the farm this year it's going to be me'. And here we are, with a rather long - and also, rather curious- comment. What am I going to do with you, Anon? Just write a rather long and ironic answer to your delirious rant, what else?

Calling me 'very mature' made me spit my Pepsi - always better in Romania than the eternal Coca-Cola - and I have to dubiously and cheaply congratulate myself, too. In about six months, you were forced to transition from 'Christ, shippers are stupid' to 'Golly, some -if not most - of them really are educated people'. An apparent paradox that never made you question your surroundings.

For instance, I do not need to wear a turban, sport a cigarette holder, rent a garish tent and call myself Miss Cleo, in order to tell with eerie precision English is not your mother tongue, either. You still do have a big problem with phrasal verbs, because you couldn't have possibly meant I 'fell behind the S&C illusion', but rather that 'I fell for that illusion'. You see, falling behind is 'failing to do something in time' or 'being late with a due payment' or 'being unable to make the same progress as one's peers'. We, shippers, naturally have this kind of superpowers. And seasoned bullshit-o-meters, too.

For your information, I haven't. I explained it at length. There is no possible way to do it if one uses common sense and street smarts only. What I did see, along with thousands of other people, mind you, had absolutely -forgive me, Father, for I am about to sin again - fucking nothing to do with Seamus and Sorcha. I mean, d'oh - is this your best argument, Anon? That sad, wilted talking point? Wow. Just wow.

Then, you totally lose control and take The Scarecrow out of the closet (yes, pun totally intended), in the hope you'll make me screech with dread & horror, I suppose. Exactly which one of the five to ten max Tait pics am I supposed to look at? The one at the marathon, where he checks her pulse? The one in Australia, when he pitifully dangles that stick on a beach? The one with the flute? The fist-in-hand one? The one at this year's IFTA, where she looks through him and he begs for a smile? I shall never know, because you do not add any picture and since I am not Miss Cleo, there's no way I could ever guess. Instead, you describe Neverland in Technicolor, lips included (so help me God, I never looked at McIdiot's lips: I take pride in being mentally sound). Indeed, there is no need to continue, Anon, lest you would insist to ridicule yourself.

This man has been a (questionably) useful prop since 2016, in order to give credence to a narrative. You all know it. You all deny it. You live in a parallel reality, currently embraced by PR. Amen. That does not give you the right to police this fandom and no, your derailed zeal will not get you any Brownie points from C.

Speaking only for myself, I will tell you one last time: I will never blindly accept a convenient compromise fiction just because TPTB and/or PR tell me so.

Note: I doubt my writing interests you. I really do, because I don't deal in fanfic. And even if I am an Oriental, know flattery never worked with me. In fact, I can't stand it.

It's Christmas. Take a break from all this pathetic hatred, Anon: if you have but a cell left of humanity in yourself, you can't possibly be proud of this message and there are far more interesting and meaningful ways to spend this special day. He came for you, too. And that is the most important thing in the world, right now.

#anon #fandom #shitshow

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hopepetal · 10 months

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Some ranchers. Because I said I'd write them <3

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First out.

Again.

And by his own stupid hand, his own stupid actions, because he never learned. He never learned.

No matter what he tried, no matter what he did, Jimmy would always be the canary.

“I hate myself,” he cried into the empty afterlife, drawing his knees up to his chest and rocking back and forth, wrapping his golden wings around himself as if they could shield him from the harsh reality. As if they could protect him from the truth.

“I hate myself,” he wept, and nothing changed for it. Time still ticked, tocked, sand trickling through the hourglass of life. His own hourglass was cracked open, sand spilling to the ground.

“I hate myself,” he whispered, and it echoed throughout the empty white space that stretched out infinitely.

And then he wasn't alone.

And then Skizz was there, with a gasp and tears streaking down his face but a smile on his lips. And then Joel was there, with a frustrated scream of rage. And then Bdubs.

They all exchanged brief words. Joel hugged Jimmy tightly for a moment, mournful whispers of a planned sacrifice in his ear. It wouldn't have worked. It never did. But Jimmy thanked Joel for trying.

And then someone was sitting next to him, cross legged and hands in their lap, tail swishing back and forth slightly. Jimmy didn't even need to look over to see who it was. He knew the presence of his rancher, knew the beat of his heart and the rhythm of his breathing.

“I'm sorry you got out first again,” Tango said, just as Jimmy muttered, “out first again, huh?”

They both looked at each other, meeting eyes that were finally their natural hue, and for a moment just stared. Then, Tango giggled nervously, and Jimmy couldn't help but smile as well.

“I'm still sorry about hitting you,” Jimmy apologized, wrapping a wing around Tango. “I was just bein' bad, you know how it is.”

Tango laughed, leaning against Jimmy. “I think it suits you. Black leather brings out your eyes. When you're not wearing sunglasses. I mean. Obviously. Because when you're wearing sunglasses your eyes are covered and–”

“Tango, Tango, buddy, I get it,” Jimmy interrupted, his mind far away from the self-loathing of earlier. “Here. Hold on.” He took off his sunglasses and fluttered his eyelashes at Tango. “Better?”

Tango's face went red, and he nodded. “Yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Cool! Those are your eyes! Wow!”

“You two really are soulmates,” Cleo commented from where they stood with Bdubs and Scar, an arm around the former. “Get a room, jeez.”

Jimmy shot her a glare, though there was nothing behind it. “Oh, buzz off!”

Tango burst out laughing, his shoulders shaking and tail tip flicking back and forth. “Ohhhh, oh man. I'm glad I got to see you again, Jimmy.”

“You need to visit more often,” Jimmy muttered, “I missed you.”

Tango pouted slightly. “I know... I'll try. I promise. But you know me, I start working on some project and then forget about time...” Noticing how Jimmy's shoulders slumped, he hurried to add on, “but I'll try! I will! I promise!”

“Good.”

“Good!”

As the last of the sand spilled from Martyn's hourglass, Jimmy and Tango watched. And as with every game, they slowly began to fade away from the afterlife, sent back to their home servers.

“Remember,” Jimmy told a translucent Tango, his voice resonating strangely, “you promised you'd visit.”

Tango grinned, nodding. “Rancher's honor! See you soon!”

And with that, they faded away.

Somewhere, a tiny toy sheriff awoke with a gasp, and felt like something was missing.

Somewhere, a hermit awoke with a soft yelp, and felt as if he'd broken a promise.

#my writing #ranchers #solidaritygaming #tangotek #Cleo's there too #and some other people #trafficsmp fanfic

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legally-allowed-to-slime · 7 months

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Gem’s sitting on the edge of the plank that hangs over their hill.

“Why’s your eye blue?”

“I don’t know, Scott, why’s half of my body overtaken by a dark, unknown substance that’s slowly eating me out from the inside?” Gem replies, staring at the water a hundred feet down.

“Well, you wouldn’t want me to stroll up and ask you why you’re fifty percent possessed.” Scott doesn’t sit down, but starts munching on a potato. “Plus, I have experience with sudden heterochromia too, you know.”

It’s a light conversation, but the undertones are obvious, like skating on the thin ice lying on the surface of a deep river. Gem sighs.

“It’s not the first time it’s happened.”

Scott nods. “Yeah, I know, Cub and that fog. That was sculk, I have no idea what this is.”

Gem winces as a cherry leaf brushes across her face.

“It hurts?” Scott asks, his expression concerned.

“No, it…” Gem turns to look at Scott for the first time in the whole exchange. Her face is half human, half shadow, and the eye on the afflicted side is, indeed, a murky, dimly glowing navy. “Scott, that’s why I’m worried. It doesn’t feel just fine, it feels… good. Like it was always meant to be this way.”

“Oh,” Scott says. “That sounds wrong.”

“Do you have any ideas what it could be?”

“Well, uh… we could ask Grian, check if it might be a yellow side effect.”

“No chance.”

Grian’s rolled up the sleeves of his demure red sweater, standing in the middle of a cow pen outside of the hollowed-out mountain Etho, Cleo, and he calls home. He squints at Gem.

“I mean, come on, or all the other yellows would’ve gotten it too.” The former Watcher elaborates, before jumping out of the pen to closer inspect Gem’s new look. “I’ve never seen this before. The only thing I can think of that’s… infecting you is the End, but you didn’t even go into the portal. Why ask me?”

“We thought you would know, being, you know, Watcher-related…” Scott grins nervously.

“I thought you weren’t a big fan of them in the first place.” Grian says, obtaining a quick nod from Gem before prodding the affected arm.

“Well, you know…” Scott chuckles sheepishly.

“The End?” Gem asks, still a few sentences behind.

“Yes, the End,” Grian doesn’t straighten up since he’s shorter than Gem anyway. “But you didn’t even go in- how- I have no idea. Stop asking me!”

He groans. “Sorry, I don’t know why I’m so grumpy, it’s just- when you got here it was like there was a conflicting presence. Oh, I sound crazy.”

“Wow, you hate me?” Gem jokes. “I’m hurt.”

“Not you, it’s the-” Grian frowns and gestures to her left side. “Ugh! I feel really- like there’s some sort of eavesdropper around. I mean, normally even that wouldn’t bother me, but it’s different. Like more… persistent.”

Scott, who has had one too many run-ins with the higher entities between being a winner and having a history with Jimmy, has caught on. “Oh, is it because of the Watchers’ rivalry with the Li-?”

“I’m not a Watcher!” Grian quickly interrupts him. “Just hurry up and leave before I stab you, it’s not your fault, I just feel like there’s someone spying. Stop listening!” He suddenly shouts to no one.

No one. Unless…

“Grian, you sure you’re oka-” Gem is cut off by Scott hastily saying “Gem, let’s just go now.”

“Right.” Gem, who is incredibly confused, scurries away with Scott.

And then she’s back in her base again, lying on the bed and holding her arm above her to watch how the blue glimmers in the light.

It’s captivating. She knows it should be bad, but she’s pretty sure it’s already taken half her soul by now, and she can’t help but fall into its trap.

The question is, what is it?

It must’ve been the End. She created the army that would defeat the dimension’s ruler, and the End… remembers. It must be some kind of revenge, some sort of punishment, to drag her over to the darkness. If you can’t beat ‘em, make ‘em join you.

Somehow she feels like that isn’t all.

Despite all of Grian’s superficial denials, everyone knows that the winged Watcher is… well, a Watcher, probably because he still has the wings.

He felt wrong when Gem was around. Like someone was hearing them- no, listening to them.

Gem watches her left hand curl up into a fist, outlined by the torch’s light. She remembers Scott’s words. Is it because of the Watchers’ rivalry with the Li-

Her eyes open, then open again.

And for half a second, she can hear every conversation, every whisper, every secret.

She Listens.

#geminitay #trafficblr #traffic smp #traffic life #traffic series #secret life #secret life smp #secret life fanfic #life series watchers #life series listeners #i just really like the headcanon that grian would get annoyed by any Listeners in the vicinity #it’s only because jimmy’s so cringefail that grian just bullies him instead

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s-i-n-i-s-i-n · 10 months

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Carmen Sandiego

Outfit Ranking. Season 1

Here is Part 2

Here is my very own ranking for Carmen Sandiego outfits in season 1.

I feel it is necessary to mention that she is so fucking hot and wicked-awesome that she looks amazing in everything. She would look beautiful in a potato sack.

Warning: this is a long post that may contain my bad resolution images and poorly made gifs.

13. Gray Vile Uniform.

It is weird that having Countess Cleo on the very faculty, the students' uniforms are so ugly. 0/10 Ugly crap. Even the cleaners look better.

12. Dark Vile Uniform.

It is an upgrade. Still not very stylish. Kinda neutral, but at least black and green get along fine enough. But it is a uniform... her personality doesn't shine through this one.

11. Overalls.

She still hasn't grown into her own style but at least I believe it is a personal choice. And green is so not her color.

10. Lab Coat.

She looks so sexy with glasses. She looks classy and smart. But at the end of the day, it is just a lab coat. We know she can rock anything she puts on, but there is no much effort in this, since it is a disguise, a quite simple one at that. Still, baby you look great!

9. The jammies!

So cozy. We get a glimpse at her everyday life. Still very practical and very red. She seems to wear her make up to bed and leave her clothes on the floor.

We are not only seeing a superthief here, but a beautiful woman that just woke up... literally.

8. Diver suit.

Red, red all over. Completely in character. It is obvious the effort in making this piece useful efficient and stylish all in one. Probably one of Ivy's best works.

7. Duchess disguise.

How did Devineaux didn't recognize that beautiful gray eye! Black suits her just fine. Mysterious and fancy. Shows her figure well and the pantsuit compliments her nice strong legs. Looks good with straight hair (that's the only straight thing that suits her).

You can see here she likes chokers. They are part of most of her outfits.

6. Denim shorts.

Wow talking about nice strong legs! Girl you're just showing off. Don't blame you, keep it up. Sporty look here appropriate for the weather. How can she make a short and a t-shirt look so good is beyond me.

With a matching hoodie when it gets cold.

5. Bikini.

Sadly we could not get a good look at this piece. She was on a bad mood at that particular time and didn't want to get off the chair. Too much sun, she said I've had enough tropical beach to last me a lifetime, she said.

Despite how awesome she probably looks in this swimsuit, I think it does not deserve to be in the top 3.

We know she likes wide hats :)

4. Auction Dress.

Hot hot hot hot! Oh boy it's burning baby! No words for this. My brain just melted when I saw her in this dress for the first time. Red and gold combine so well.

The gloves! so elegant!!!

Did you see her back?! asdjkwashgdfhf!!!! Also I told you she likes chokers.

Bonus! We get a closer look at her shoes! And so does Devineaux :)

Now the next is the Top 3. I believe the next ones really look good on her. Not only because she looks pretty but also because it shows her personality. She feels so confident and comfortable wearing them that she puts them on regularly. Therefore it may not be a surprise they are the top 3.

But before that, the 3 honorable mentions.

Honorable mention # 1.

A cute dress for a cute girl.

Honorable mention #2.

Olé!

Honorable mention #3.

Black sheep.

3. Mumbai outfit.

She wears this the first time in Mumbai. Where she meets Jules. Perfect for hot weather. Nice and casual. Little red belt and unavoidable chocker. Love it. I don't know what else to tell you. Simply fabulous.

She is just so unbelievably cool.

2. The RED COAT.

This is the most recognizable of all. The signature. The trademark. This one is what earns her the nick names. La femme rouge! The crimson ghost! Fedora the explorah!

The agility, the sneakiness, the skillfulness!

This coat represents the path she chose. This is the person she has become. Where the world is in danger of loosing its history she's made her mission to preserve it.

Iconic. Just iconic.

So resourceful! She makes me weak in the knees.

NUMBER 1.

Red Hoodie.

Where the Red Coat dresses the thief, the Red Hoodie warms up the woman. This is Carmen, the girl in her comfy everyday clothes. If she had had a normal life, this is what she would wear.

You know that shirt that you barely take off? The one pair of pants that you wear so often it gets holes at the knees? This is it for Carmen.

This is what she feels most comfortable wearing on a daily basis. It is my opinion that this is the more genuine expression of Carmen Sandiego when it comes to clothes. And for that I give this outfit the first place.

Gorgeous!

Thank you for coming!

Here is Part 2

#Carmen Sandiego 2019 #Carmen Sandiego season 1 #I'm just a sucker for her #simping #simpin hard #absolutely infatuated #Carmen Sandiego #ay carmencita!

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eyelessfog · 1 year

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When she sees him for the first time, she almost recognizes him, is the thing.

Well- she does recognize him. It's Ren, obviously, all brown hair and big ears and tail and his certain way of baring his teeth and he's the right height and shape and-

It's Ren, is the point. It is very obviously Ren.

It's just that Ren died quite early on, and Pearl has been alone for a long, long time.

She won, thanks to Scott's help, but she has scars from the second explosion, and the rest of her dogs died with him. The borders shot out, and she was left to explore.

And explore she did. She didn't want to see the remains of the Red Velvet Keep, or Box, or the Ranch, or the Relation, or the Mid-Century-Modern-whatever-the-hell, or Cleo and Scott's places.

She definitely didn't want to see her tower ever again.

Little houses she made on the way out were always cute little coves built into hills. Low to the ground. Safe and cozy.

Lonely.

She sees him in the morning, staring out from a cliff edge she built her newest little house by. He's close enough that she can see him clearly, but far enough that she doesn't try to call out. Her voice is hoarse from disuse. She hasn't talked to anyone in weeks.

Still, she starts the trek up to the top of the cliff where he was.

He's gone by the time she gets there, but that's okay. She's patient. She can be patient.

She sits, capelet wrapped around her shoulders like it'll do more than it really will, and waits.

She falls asleep at some point. Of course she does. She's exhausted. She's been exhausted for longer than she can remember.

She wakes up to a voice.

"The hell are ya doin' here, lassie?" Asks someone who is barely Ren in a voice that is barely Ren's.

Pearl blinks her eyes open and turns.

He's not the Ren she knows. Sunglasses on a snarling face, hair messy and sticky with blood, a crown of gold with spines that look sharp enough to stab, a cloak of grey fur, a scar displayed almost proudly around his neck, and claws sharper than Ren has ever had.

There's something wrong with him.

That's fine. There's something wrong with her too.

"Hi Ren," Pearl says.

Ren - or not - growls. "Who th' hell are you?"

Pearl leans alllll the way back, so that she's lying down and staring up at him. He curls forward to look at her in a way that is familiar- Ren always tried to keep himself low to the ground.

"I'm Pearl," Pearl says. "I'm the Scarlet Snow Witch." She accentuates the name with a giggle. It had always been too high pitched for the others to feel comfortable.

"Hm," Ren-or-not says. "I'm Ren Dog." He is Ren, then.

He smiles in a way that is more showing off his teeth- and they are sharp and bloodied and beautiful in a way that only her tired mind can appreciate.

"Ye may call me th' Red Winter King though."

"Wow...." Pearl gasps. "We're the same then, aren't we?"

The Red Winter King raises a brow. "Are we?"

Pearl reaches an arm up, and imagines touching his crown. She wonders if he would let her.

"Yeah. Red winter. You're talking about blood on the snow, aren't you? The only difference is that you're a king, and I'm a witch. But that's okay, isn't it? We're just a little different. Not too much. Not too similar either."

The Red Winter King makes a rumbling sound in his chest and kneels down so that her hand only barely avoids touching his face. She pulls her arm back.

"Nay," he says. "Th' Red Winter r'fers to me." He lowers his sunglasses, and Pearl can see his eyes now - bright red.

Third life red.

Pearl gasps. "You're red!"

The Red Winter King surveys her, then puts his glasses back on properly. "As are thou."

"I don't think that's how that word works."

The Red Winter King - but he looks more like Ren, here - sniffs. "The word works as I wish it to, lassie."

Pearl stares.

"You should join me," Pearl says suddenly. "I'm going on a big adventure, and I want you to join me. We'll be red together. A king and a witch."

Ren - because she can't look at him and see anyone but Ren - stares down at her. His lips curl into a smile slowly, slowly.

"A king and a witch. I think I can work wit' that." He offers a hand out to shake, and Pearl takes it, upside down.

#[written in stone]#red snow duo #rendog #renthedog #pearlescentmoon #UHHHHHH uh.#double life smp #dlsmp #third life smp #tlsmp

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firekit21 · 7 months

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Life Series Incorrect Quotes

Martyn: I am not a lunatic. I have the psychiatric report to prove it. A slender majority of the panel decided in my favour.

Mumbo: So Lizzie, how did your first time cooking dinner go? Lizzie: Pretty good if I do say so myself. Mumbo: Oo! Okay, what are we having? Lizzie: Alright, so for appetizers, we have a potato. Mumbo: A whole potato? Lizzie: Yes. And then for the main course, we have grilled cheese sandwiches! Mumbo: These just look like big slabs of black. Lizzie: Because that's what they are! Lizzie: And then for desert, we have chocolate. Mumbo: These are just chocolate chips? Lizzie: They sure are! Lizzie: And then for drinks, we have toast! Lizzie: *lifts up a glass of blended toast* Bon appetite!

Skizz: *pulls back the curtain while Impulse is showering* Skizz: Hey did we - stop screaming it’s me - did we run out of Cheerios?

*The Squad is on a hike* Jimmy: It’s beautiful out here. Martyn: And quiet. Jimmy: Too quiet. Martyn: Did we lose someone? *cut to Pearl with a bear in a headlock*

BigB: I have seen a lot of murders in my time, and all six of them were today.

Ren: Can you recommend a book that'll make me cry? Scott: General Mathematics 8th Grade Edition.

Grian: I’m going to dunk on you. Ren: Bring a ladder.

Joel: You’re a horrible person! Scott: Maybe. But I’m rich and I’m pretty, so it doesn’t really matter.

Scar: Wow. I keep stepping on a lot of crunchy twigs. Cleo: Those are bones, Scar. Scar: *looks straight up* Not if I never look down.

Gem, Entering Cleo's room: Scar did it again. Cleo: Peace disturbance? Gem: What no- Cleo: Arson..? Gem: NO, JESUS CHRIST, HOW MANY- Cleo: uh....Attempted murder? Gem: NO, THEY ATE ALL THE FOOD IN THE FRIDGE, BUT WHAT THE FU-

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#Riddle Watches Traffic - Secret Life Session 4 POVs - This post contains Joel, Grian, Etho, Martyn, and Scar commentary

Joel POV (My first POV for this session):

Joel, the ex-Shrek, running around dropping lines from "All Star" in conversation is everything I could have wanted.

Joel: If you were a color, what color would you be? Pearl: Red.

Can't argue with that.

Lizzie: You like my path? Joel: I do. Is it going to link up with mine? Lizzie: We've got connecting paths now. Joel: I didn't realize we were that close. Lizzie: To touch paths. Joel: I know we're married, but come on... It's getting a bit crazy now.

slkdjf Joel really does not want to be touchy-feely with anyone this season huh?

Okay I switched to Grian's POV because Joel came up to the rest of the Mounders and they were all giggling and telling him to go talk to Grian, so swapping my liveblog over:

Grian POV

?? Grian's task was to bait a yellow into believing his task was singing everything he says, that feels kinda unfair to the yellows because it doesn't give them a way to call him on it, does it? slkdjf

That is really funny he needs to get someone to call him out in order to succeed, though.

Grian's really good at like, recapping and/or giving context (like pulling up his screen to walk the audience through exactly who the Yellows on the server are). Thanks G.

sldkfjs Scar singing back to Grian... They are soulmates, your honor.

Cleo, trying not to bust up laughing: How long do you have to sing for? Grian, singing: I don't have to sing! It's a choice~!

Grian chasing people and singing while they run sdlkfjsd... Mumbo like "Please stop following me! I don't want to deal with your singing anymore!"

sldkfjsd can we make a reaction clip out of Grian sadly singing, "I am mortally wounded~"

Grian is SO GOOD at this baiting game, though. Despite needing to get a yellow to guess his task, he takes off running as soon as Joel shows up, then when Joel starts talking to him he clams up. Master of manipulation; what a deLIGHT!

sldkfjs the hilarity of Joel smugly calling Grian out and then Grian takes out his book, sighs loudly, and trots off to the Secret Keeper... and hits success instead of fail. omg.

Joel immediately adding "My world's on fire; how 'bout yours?"

Grian: "You are all terrible friends and that's what I needed <3"

lskdjfsdk Scar being like "Wait, that was your task? I thought we were just being musical." Your honor, they are soulmates.

Does... does Etho have my "reference previous seasons / fake moment from previous series" task suggestion?

Switching back to Joel:

slkdfjsldkjfksdl in Joel's POV, there's a bit of lag so when Joel confronts Grian, Grian suddenly bolts across the bridge at light speed and it's hilarious.

Switching to Etho because dying of curiosity:

Etho making cute benches outside his shack.

Cleo: Oh, there there... I was going to pat you, but then I realized... Etho: Pat me with a sword? Clean slice through the head?

sdklfjsdfj househusband Etho strikes again?? Cleo accidentally whacks him with a sword and he immediately spins around like "I'm sorry- I'll do the dishes, I'll do whatever you want! No more, no more!" Love that for him.

Love how Etho said "Aha" after looking at his task even though he hadn't even received that suggestion yet.

You nerds really gonna be like "Etho and I aren't romantic" and "We're besties" and then put a single bed inside your house, huh? What am I supposed to do with that.

?????? Martyn giving Etho the assignment of gaslighting someone into believing a fake moment from the previous series? Does Martyn have my suggested task or did we just same brain on that one? lol.

[More liveblogging under the cut <3 #Long post]

Switching over to Martyn POV because curious:

skdlfj wow Martyn's video is super loud after coming from Etho's. Just gonna turn my sound down there.

??? Martyn does not have my suggestion so I guess he and I just had the same brain wave. Alas. Here were some suggestions I put in Tango's Session 3 comments, for anyone curious:

Reference events from past Life series at least 4 times in conversation with other players (Ex: "This reminds me of that one boogeyman kill in Last Life; remember when X happened?") - [Some ideas that come to mind are that it would be funny to pester players who missed seasons by lightheartedly teasing them about events they weren't around for]

Alternatively: Convince at least 2 players that a falsified event happened in Secret Life or a past Life series [Ex: "Haven't you seen the fanart of this? I'll send it to you later." / "Remember, we were all there? Oh, you didn't play in that series; I guess you wouldn't know."]

?? They took the world border out of the Nether. Untapped escape routes in Hell.

I appreciate "mayor" Scar chasing the Big Dogs away and telling them he was going to send them to the pound.

(Loud sigh). Scar upset with Martyn for peeing on (dumping water on) his base. Martyn is running amok. Unrestrained.

slkdjf Martyn admitting he had read a lot of tasks in the past week and was thinking he'd probably end up taking someone else's idea. Y'know what, good enough for me. Whether we same brained or he read that, I'm satisfied. Also Etho saying "Martyn, you should write tasks because that's a great idea." I'll take it, slkdfj.

Watched a few minutes more of Martyn, he's talking with Joel and I have nothing to say atm, switching back to Joel:

Joel so sad when his cows get loose.

I appreciate how Martyn allowed Etho to buy his silence but then he runs to Joel and starts dropping hints.

slkdjfs Joel nailed his lyrics, good for him.

Joel working on his farms before pressing the success button is mildly stressing me out. (Oh, he was waiting for safe day).

sldkfj Etho giving Joel a chance to take a guess at him and Joel phrasing his words specifically as "Was your goal to bait a yellow into guessing you're saying 'Aha?'"

I always admire Joel's commitment to getting the right colored resources, especially wood. He takes so much pride in his builds even in the deathgame.

One of my other task suggestions was to break game rules for part of the session and I used the example of wearing a helmet. If Scar has that task, that will be quite funny. He's being super sus about that helmet and even talking like "I can take it off! I'll take it off right now" which would line up with my 50% of the session suggestion. I'll have to check on him next.

Gem's Yellow life heterochromia.

lskdjfslkjdf Boat Boys, my beloved...

Etho, parking a boat and making eye contact: Joel. Get in. Joel: The fandom's gonna go crazy, Etho. We can't do this. Etho: We're reliving the past, Joel, right now. Remember the good old days, just me and you? Joel: I do. The Relation ship. Etho: Riding the boats? Etho: ... Back when you cared about me.

skdjf I had to pause to start writing that and it really does just keep going, huh?

Joel: I still care, Etho. It's just... Etho: You still care? We hardly see each other anymore. Joel: I know, I know, but that's because I'm with the Mounders now. Etho: Well, this is where the relationship ends.

What is in Etho's Secret Life water; he is SO clingy and mushy with Joel every episode.

Joel calling Scar out for breaking the rules... is this my task, I am so curious.

Kind of surreal watching this play out. Definitely picking up the vibe that the players screened tasks together before putting them in and so they've got "rule breaker" as a possible option in their minds and that's why they're so quick to jump in and call Scar out on that TODAY despite the fact that he was also breaking rules in previous episodes. Very curious.

Martyn's calling a meeting, seems like a good time to pop over and check on Scar's task. Episode title is him calling himself a server villain so it might not be my task, but that's very funny anyway. Let's see.

Alas... It is not my "Break the rules for 50% of the episode" task suggestion, but the task he does have is really clever (Do the opposite of what people tell you to do).

Gonna bounce back to Joel and finish his episode and return to Scar later, but that will be a fun watch <3 Still getting the vibe that they screened my task ideas and maybe we will see it another day. We shall see.

I like the mental image of Scott looking up, covered in mud and dirt, as the Task Force comes barreling over the hill like "We caught you mud-handed!!"

Also enjoy the mental image of Joel catching Gem at the bottom of his water slide.

Joel @ Gem about The End: How come they went? I wouldn't go. Gem: idk, bunch of improv nerds. They just kept saying 'Yes.'

Yeah that tracks.

Gem: I just saved you a heart. I don't think I have to give you one.

I love how Joel is always like "Everybody likes me because I'm really popular." Like that's his actual dialogue. He's so fun to write and it's always funny to remember that he really is just Like That.

Congrats to Joel for finishing a nice fence around his base, lighting it up, and chopping down the trees to prevent skeleton spawning! He's doing pretty well this season.

MARTYN FIRST RED... He fell out of the world. what an idiot /affectionate.

Jimmy too... Jimmy. Jimmy, my man who has been out first four seasons in a row... is also on red life now... Jimmy, you are playing a DANGEROUS game.

Done with Joel's POV, switching to Grian's (after leaving a nice comment and a like on his video ofc <3)

Grian: The reds work slightly differently, but I'll explain that when we get our first red. Me: ... ah.

It's fun to see how careful and skilled Grian is. He's been a very high-heart green name for several episodes and it gives me 3rd Life vibes again.

That said, he lost a bunch in the caves... but I get why, gotta do the mining. Oh geez, zombie kid with a sword hits hard. Ouch.

Loving his dramatic music, though. It was interesting a few months ago when I went back and started binging some early Hermitcraft episodes, because you never appreciate the skill these guys have with subtle music until you compare them to their older videos which feel more awkward and empty. gg.

Holy GEEZ, Grian's dropping hearts like mad. Also watching him panic as his hunger meter drops because he's out of food is super funny. Yeah, that'll kill you.

Grian Session 4 would be a good early watch with that kind of tension... Also I love him limping into his base and devouring berry after berry.

Scar unable to take off his helmet because everyone keeps going "?? Take off your helmet!" and he can't.

The hilarity of:

Grian: Can I use your enchantment table? Scar: YES! ... Wait........ Grian: /turns around Scar: Noooo... Grian: /cracks up

Scar indicating he's okay with Grian using the table by using a sarcastic sing-songy voice to tell him it would be a bad idea to use it skldfj

Scar following Grian's instructions but doing so with a delay while Grian stands there confused sdlkfj

Grian: Scar said I could use it! How else would I know you had it? Cleo: ?? Why would Scar be in charge of our enchanter? Grian: ??? He said it was his??

Etho telling Grian to give his heart to Cleo slkdjf. Etho just really wants to be affectionate to someone.

Grian: What do I have to do to be friends? I hate living in that egg.

lskdjf obsessed with the besties roommates getting a third wheel roommate who brings them golden carrots.

Etho: You've been burning down your bases every episode. One rule: If you move into ours, you're not allowed to burn it down.

<3 Builder roommate!!

slkdfjsk they outsourced the bed shrine to Grian.

Etho: Cleo, you're really going to get along with Grian. He likes burning things too.

Obsessed with Grian asking why Etho waterlogged his chests and when Etho explains it's to prevent TNT damage, Grian just pauses and goes "I have made the right choice." sldkfj. Grian and Etho and Cleo team up! Very exciting; what will they do?

Grian asking Scar if he's okay and Scar saying "I'm neutral." skldjf. Scar is so good at this.

Loving Grian going to visit BigB for his obligatory "let's find out what weird stuff he's doing" commitment (and dragging Scar after him).

slkdjfskldj wheezing:

Grian: Why is Tango hanging around? Mumbo: ??? That's a bit rude? Someone partaking in a conversation and you're like "Why are you here?"

Watching Martyn eyeballing The End advancements in the chat while I know he's this close to dying from jumping in The End is stressing me out.

Mumbo: Grian, let's play a game. You stop. Grian: /stops Mumbo: /takes off running

And there go Martyn and Jimmy...

?? How interesting that red lives can't immediately PVP other players, but that's hilarious that they're supposed to have a never-ending chain of harmful tasks to complete. POV, you get possessed by a bunch of spirits who don't want to release your body. Time to add that to my Secret Life 'fic collection...

Grian's POV is done, going to leave him his like and comment, quickly wrap up these recaps, and sign off for the night.

Etho time:

Coming back in to Martyn's gaslighting suggestion... picking up what Etho does from here. sldkfj that really is my task he suggested, but Etho interpreted it differently. Fun to watch though. Also hilarious that Etho started claiming he came up with the Aha bit. sldkfj. Everyone in this series is nuts.

Shout out to Bdubs: "I want to be Yellow just for the barks."

slkdfj love Jimmy pointing out that in Last Life everyone was cracking up over Aha jokes but now everyone is just sighing at Etho.

Etho possessed by dead Southlander ghost :(

I like Etho asking if Grian wants a bread bridge because it really does sound like he's just bringing up "dead memes."

wheezing at Bdubs like "Wow, someone made the whole world in this short of a time?" and Scott jumps in like "Only a Bad Boy could do that." slkdfjlsdjf

Martyn: I meant something else but :'D (GG)

slkdfjsdljfskl screaming at BigB like "I forgot I was supposed to report to the Heart Foundation."

Etho: I'm a horse girl too. Cleo: I mean, that's what I call Bdubs.

lskdjfsldkjf Impulse jumpscare. Haven't seen him show up in any of my POVs yet. Will probably circle back to him later this weekend.

That wraps up Etho's POV, switching over... I have been watching Minecraft for like 3 hours straight.

Bdubs in Etho's comments launching a "formal complaint" against Etho sldkjfs. That's friendship.

Speedwatching Martyn and then Scar and then we rest.

Picking up 15 minutes into Martyn's episode:

Joel, about his wife: Oh, Lizzie. I forgot her. Not like she's an important part of my life or anything. Martyn: Old news, old news. Separation of work and life.

I do find it funny that Etho was bouncing around like "Joel, want to take a shot at me?"

The "Scar never stood trial" screen is cracking me up.

Again, RIP Scar unable to take off his helmet because everyone kept telling him too slkdjf.

I love Martyn and Pearl going back and forth like "You just told me to give my base a big butt and then walked off."

Martyn: I'm waiting to hand in my task in case I lose hearts so I can recover. Curse of knowledge: ...

<3 Pretty Heart Foundation cherry blossom heart and cool globe in the background.

sldkjf Impulse urging everyone to gift Skizz hearts. The guilt. They are BFFs, your honor.

Martyn's dramatic music while Scar takes off running slkdjf.

Big brain move by Martyn for swiping Mumbo's horse while sussing out his task.

Welp, this is as far as I got before someone came in and pulled me from my computer, which of course restarted in my absence and closed all my many incognito tabs with my videos :') Ugh. Thank goodness for auto-saved drafts though or I would have lost this after 3 hours of watching.

Posting now and if I have anything more to say about Martyn or Scar, I'll do so in another post!

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crabbunch · 9 months

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*boats ur boys*

Etho is sitting on the edge of the cobblestone platform, staring out into the deep dark. Impulse and Bdubs are up on the surface, collecting sand. Joel leans against the wall, and watches Etho, and savours what might be the last moments he will be able to share with his soulbound.

Alone, at least.

Etho is a strange, quiet guy, and Joel thinks that he would probably be okay to let the silence hover around them for as long as he could continue the guise of being quiet as to not wake up a warden. Joel knows that they are high enough to be perfectly safe, but he lets Etho have the stillness of the moment anyways.

For a little bit, anyways. After about half an hour, his fingers start to itch, and his faces twitches. He'd love to bite something, but he'll have to settle with talking.

"Etho," Joel says loudly.

Etho jumps a little, and turns around to face Joel, eyes wide. "Yeah?"

"We've been soulbound for ages now," Joel starts, walking over to sit next to him. "And I hardly know anything about you."

Etho blinks. "I mean, really? I can't think of anything you don't know."

"Your face," Joel replies immediately. "I don't know what it looks like. Take off the mask."

"My face?" Etho's voice cracks. "Joel, I think there's been a misunderstanding-"

"I'm not flirting," Joel backpedals. "I mean, I was flirting a little I guess, but mostly actually I was just curious to see what you look like underneath the mask, you know?"

"I'm not wearing a mask," Etho says.

"...Etho, I can see the mask on your face," Joel argues, squinting at the blue fabric.

"I'm not wearing a mask!" Etho insists. "That's just- my face just looks like that!"

"Sure, sure," Joel says. "That's- that's fine. We're only soulbound, we're only- look, Etho, I know you like jokes, but I seriously want a straight answer from you right now! If you're uncomfortable with showing me, that's fine, just- tell me, you know?"

"I-" Etho blinks, and blinks, and blinks. "Joel, I am being serious."

Etho pats his pockets, and pulls a potato out of his pocket. He takes an exaggerated bite of it for Joel's sake, and Joel-

"What," Joel says. "Wait. You mean to tell me- you just have a section of skin that's blue in exactly the shape of a mask."

"Yeah," Etho says. "Do you wanna feel it?"

Joel leans over and gently presses a finger to Etho's cheek. He rubs it back and forth- it feels exactly like normal skin.

"Wow," Joel breathes. "Wow. Okay. Uh, thank you?"

Etho's eyes crinkle happily. "Sure thing. I'm really not as private as most people think."

"And you don't say anything about it?" Joel says indignantly, leaning closer to Etho. He presses his shoulder into Etho's side and leans his head against his shoulder.

Etho gives him a strange look. "No?"

"Right, right, forgot that you were you," Joel laughs. "...who else knows?"

"Bdubs," says Etho. Joel's stomach twists uncomfortably. "Cleo, Beef, Doc. Pause, I think? That's probably it."

"Right," says Joel. "Uh, we should probably get going. People to kill, stuff to burn, you know?"

"Are you going to miss this?" Etho asks instead of replying. He looks away from the general direction of Joel back towards the ancient city.

"Are you?" Joel shoots back. He doesn't think he could stand to admit that it will feel like loosing a limb when he and Etho unravel from each other and go back to living their solitary lives if Etho doesn't feel the same way.

"I'm not sure," Etho says thoughtfully. "I guess I'll find out once we die."

"Right," says Joel.

He stares out into the darkness and tries to see whatever it is Etho sees in it- he doesn't quite get it, probably, but he comes a little close. The empty-quiet-longing tug in his gut helps.

Did you love me, Joel does not ask. Did you love this like you love your quiet places and your jokes and Bdubs, or was the rush of everything I felt too much? He does not ask, because he cannot bear to hear any answer.

"You're right, we should get going," Etho stands up with a chuckle. He rubs the back of his head and offers Joel a hand to help him stand up.

"We better find Impulse and Bdubs before they get themselves killed," Joel agrees. "Idiots. They'd walk right off a cliff without realizing it if we weren't there for them."

"Oh, you know Bdubs," Etho says in the same tone of voice he mocked Joel with after he got them both killed. "He's fragile."

"Y-yeah," Joel stutters, and they walk out of the caves into the bright noonday sun, and Joel does not think about the ways Etho loves at all.

#ethoslab #joel smallishbeans #boat boys #double life #wheeee hehee thank you anon. this was fun #i need to do more with boat boys i always forget how badly i love them until i remember

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luv, professionally: etho and bdubs prioritizing each other's health and safety or the destruction thereof over the years, featuring lies, murder, and a little bit of love. clips from third/last/double life, UHC, etho's singleplayer LP, survival of the fittest s1 and hermitcraft s8. a weak simulation of my brain every hour of the day thinking about how everything is exactly the same, forever, except moreso.

transcript under the cut courtesy of @single-malt-scotch

Transcript:

Bdubs: Love professionally, Bdubs.

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Bdubs: Alliance and priority is Etho's love and health.

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Bdubs: Alright firing squad, ready? Bdubs: 3, 2, 1- fire! Etho: No! Ouch! [yelling] [all cheering]

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Etho: If it was a TNT canon, what you would do is you would get some slabs or something, ladder over here.. [overlapping] Bdubs: Slabs- ladders right there- yep, yep- Uh-huh. You watched my tutorial I see? Etho: And then like this. Bdubs: Uh-huh. Etho: And then- [a creeper explodes behind Bdubs]

[cut]

[Clip of Bdubs firing a TNT canons at Etho. Bdubs' canon Blow up a majority of where Etho is standing.]

[cut]

Bdubs: I really like Etho- I wish we wouldn't have- had to fight e-each other. Cleo: I mean… Etho made his own choices.

[cut]

Etho: Bdubs has no gear… Bdubs- Someone help Bdubs, please..

[cut]

[In a fight with multiple players, Etho aims his bow at Bdubs, but pulls it away]

[cut]

Bdubs: You would never turn on me, would you? Impulse: No! Bdubs: You wouldn't? Impulse: You life is my life! And vice versa. We gotta keep- keep caring for each other. [overlapping] Bdubs: Oh thats- [laughs] That's right, you really don't have much of a choice, do you?

[cut]

Bdubs: We teamin', right? Etho: As long as I have your word you're not gonna shoot me in the back… Bdubs: Definitely not. Etho: That you're not going to? Or… [text on screen says "You have been cuffed!"] Bdubs: Okay, alright. Etho: Hey! [both laughing] Bdubs: Did you feel that? Etho: I did.

[cut]

Bdubs: Look, lets prove it- [Bdubs hits Impulse] Etho: Now is this- is this a happy marraige or is this like uh.. [overlapping] Bdubs: Its a fantastic, happy marraige. Etho: It's like- 'Well, I did the best I could in my life this is what I'm gonna have to settle with, and…' Bdubs: Oh my goodness… [laughs] Matryn: Wow… Bdubs: I mean… Impulse: We are an extremely happy.. soulbound couple, okay? Bdubs: That's right.

[cut]

Impulse: [unheard] Bdubs: Etho and Joel- you know I, um… I want Etho. [laughs]

[cut]

Etho: I don't know what the situation here calls for.. Bdubs: Well the situation calls for team up because… [laughs] If you decide not to team up I'm just gonna pull the trigger and it's over…

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Bdubs: Today you join me! Yes, you will! You will. B- And- and- and- we can do this right now. Where you could- you could jump off the wall twi- very simple. You could collect- you put all your inventory- you could jump off the walls twice! Die twice, be red- we're together. Etho: Nope. Nope, nope- you have lost your mind Bdubs.

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Bdubs: Okay, Etho- I'm sorry- I- I just- I donno what- Etho: [laughing] No I understand! It's funny, its really funny- Bdubs: He was right there! I- it's just a spawn right there! Etho: Ohh, but still… Bdubs: Yeah. Etho: He's our team mate! The- Bdubs: I know! But sti- I mean its fodder- he'd happily do it for me. Etho: [laughing] Bdubs: Come get your stuff Tango! Etho: [laughs] Oh, man I'm dead…

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Bdubs: How are you? Etho: Quite good. Etho: Better than Genny. Bdubs: Huh, yeah- better than Genny, yeah. Bdubs: You actually did me a little bit of a favor, I was talking on the side- and.. I was not comfortable with him… to be honest with you. Etho: I don't blame you.

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Etho: Yeah, I just didn't see it coming. I thought I knew where my alliances stood with everybody but… That- that BdoubleO I tell ya, he is one.. sneaky son of a sweetheart. Cuz I… I had my trust in the wrong places I tell ya.

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Bdubs: Etho is… he- he can be your best friend and your worst enemy. Cleo: Yes. Bdubs: Depending on his mood.

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Grian: Etho tell me you didn't know! Etho: I didn't! Honestly. Grian: T-tell me you didn't know! Etho: He- He's got a poker face, this guy. Bdubs: Come on baby! I didn't tell him.

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Bdubs: Uh, Impulse- Im- Etho: [overlapping] Dude, don't tell me these things! I mean, tell me these things but- Bdubs: I- I'm telling you cuz you're my friend! Etho: Hm.. Bdubs: I- but. In the sake of honor I can't say anything else. Etho: Okay. Impulse: Never make promises. Etho: I appreciate- I appreciate that much. Bdubs: Yes, yes. And know.. that, uh… we got a mid-century modern house, and it's coming along nicely- Impulse: Yep. Bdubs: With plenty of room- Etho: Oh really? Bdubs: Yeah- plenty of room.- For- for visitors. Etho: Can I see it? Bdubs: Yes-

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Bdubs: Nope, nope- Etho: They're not happy with their partners so then they try to make everyone else less happy to compensate. Impulse: [overlapping] He's, he's good… He's good, he's good.

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[unheard chatter] Etho: Bdubs was telling me the truth about you Impulse. Bdubs: Yes. Impulse: Yeah, yea- Are you jealous of our.. strong power.. duo? Etho: [overalapping] Quite clearly there's uh- uh, a dominant in this one and uh- uh.. a support- Joel: Yeah it sounds like- Impulse: Joel did you hear that? Etho's basically said he'd rather be with[?] with Bdubs.. Joel: Yeah…

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Joel: We- we are equal in our love. Etho: We are equal.

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Bdubs: He loves me. Grian: If he loved you why didn't he give you his life? Tango: U-huh. [overlapping] Say hello to him, see what happens. Bdubs: He- he cares. Grian: Uh-huh… You- you're the only- Bdubs: He does. Grian: You- You're the only one left in BEST in my- in, in my- what I see…

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Etho: And yeah, unfortunately- Didn't win it for Bdubs uh.. He didn't win it for me, either. [laughs] Just kidding Bdubs, I love you.

#double life #bdoubleo100 #ethoslab #there was too much fishing rod shit i had to cut it all out.#left out a lot of tnt canon stuff and also crastle enmity and boogeybaiting and. and and and #and i want bad things to happen to you and you rub it in mine. god i can only take so much at once #peter's clips #daily cursed etho clip #daily cursed bdubs clip

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Glass Houses: Jack Thurlow x Y/N One-Shot Series PRT 30

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Jack was nervous. He hadn't gone all out for a date...ever. Even when he was courting Cleo, he never found himself in a pressed dress shirt with a black vest lighting candles in the dining room. The house smelled great, the food turned out perfect. He set an alarm to take his meds which he did on time. He looked at himself in the mirror and debating on what he could possibly do with his hair but he knew he was just lucky to have it clean. He found himself nervously fiddling with the bouquet that he put together when he heard the soft knock on the door.

"Come in." Jack yelled hearing the door open and close.

"Wow...you clean up nice Thurlow." Y/n smiled at him as she looked him over. She was wearing a dress that fell just above her knee and moved with her body as she walked.

"Look who's talking." He swallowed trying to form words from how dry his throat just became.

"You look beautiful." He walked towards her and kissed her cheek. She laughed and nodded.

"I think anything is a step up from scrubs or pajamas you usually see me in." She walked towards the table seeing the candles.

"You really went all out. The candles, the flowers, Jack these are gorgeous." She looked at the bouquet.

"I don't want to brag but I did like 2 hours of research on the symbolism of flowers just to make this bouquet special just for you." He smirked.

She laughed as she started picking through the flowers and looking at him.

"Calla lilies symbolize magnificent beauty. Much like the Dahlia's that symbolize your dignity and elegance." She shook her head before touching the Iris'.

"Blue Iris symbolizes hope which is what I have for the daffodil's which symbolize new beginnings." Jack licked his bottom lip and she put her arms around his neck.

"The roses are pretty self explanatory." He added letting his hands fall to her waist.

"You're really trying to get laid tonight huh?" She teased making him blush.

"Seriously, this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me. Thank you." She kissed his lips and he sighed into the kiss. He was so worried he had gone too corny with the flowers but he was wrong.

"I would offer you a drink but I can't really drink with my meds." She shook her head at him.

"I don't drink a lot myself because of mine either. Water works just fine." She followed him into the kitchen.

"So this is what it's like for two mentally ill people to date." Jack teased.

"I honestly couldn't say. I don't even remember the last time I was on a date." She admitted.

"I don't believe that. I've been here a while now and you're the most attractive person I've seen." Jack poured water in a glass for her and one for himself.

"You're about to find out how insanely boring I truly am so I hope you're prepared to be let down. I've been considering getting a cat to complete the trifecta." She smiled taking the glass.

"Hey once I'm cleared to get a dog we can be shut ins together." He joked.

"We should probably work on the whole shut in thing. We're too young to give up on social progress." Jack pulled her chair out for her and she sat.

"I wouldn't mind being social as long as you're with me." Jack sits down opposite her and smiles. The conversation seemed almost knowingly, like they had known each other for years and we're just two old friends catching up. He learned the Y/n liked to swim, paint and listen to oldies rock music. She learned that Jack was a big reader as well as writer, enjoyed classic black and white horror movies and cooking shows, which explained how what he cooked was so good.

They moved from the dining room to the living room and sat on the couch talking.

"Just by looking at you, I wouldn't have expected you would enjoy cooking so that's a nice surprise." Y/n smiled.

"Why is that? What's my look got to do with it?" Jack laughed looking at himself.

"You're what the internet refers to as babygirl stature. It's cute though." She teases him making him shake his head.

"Well I guess I have to start working out or something." Jack mocked offense and she gave him a playful shove.

"Shut up, you know you're hot." Y/n rolled her eyes at him. He smiled at her and drew circles on the skin of her knee.

"Yeah? Pretentious mentally afflicted makes you weak in the knees?" Jack tilted his head and she put her hand on top of his.

"Something like that." She teased moving his hand up her thigh and under her dress. Jack could feel the wetness on the front of her panties.

"Fuck...all this for me?" Jack asked curiously. He could feel her hips move just at the mere graze of his fingertips.

"Put dress clothes and homemade dinner on a menu and the hot, pretentious mentally afflicted guy gets you wet." He continued to tease her and she put her hand on his neck.

"No...just you Jack. You make me wet." She confirmed before pulling him towards her. She kissed him hard, gripping at the hair from the bottom of his skull making him groan. He pushed her panties to the side and let his fingers tease her clit. He couldn't believe she was already this turned on as he pushed two fingers into her cunt making her jaw slack.

"Oh fuck." She yanked his hair again and Jack leaned back to watch her face as he finger fucked her on the couch, her moaning and pulling on the sides of his vest like she was trying to brace for the impact of an orgasm.

"Does that feel good? You like when I fuck you like this?" Jack could feel how hard he was but he didn't want her to touch him. He wanted all the focus to be on her and her pleasure.

"Jack...fuck yes. Don't stop, please don't stop." She pleaded.

"I'm not going to stop, I want you to cum for me. I want to be the reason you cum." Jack explained trying to speed up his thrusts and still maintain pressure on her clit. He could feel a slight tightening around his hand and her moans got louder.

"Come on baby, cum for daddy." Jack whispered into her neck, biting down on the skin near her beauty mark. She let out a scream, gripping his hand but when she started whimpering, he started to slow the pace. He felt her legs shaking and watched her breasts heave in her dress, trying to catch her breath. Jack removed his fingers and licked them clean as Y/n laid, half on his lap, half on the couch with a shiver.

"Daddy?" She laughed.

"You came didn't you?" He blushed and she pulled him on top of her to kiss him. She could taste herself on his tongue and she deseperately wanted to return the favor but he declined.

"I wanted this night to be about you. Besides, I think if I undid the button on my pants I'll cum." Jack explained. She laid there with him on the couch for almost an hour, talking and enjoying the feeling of just being held by one another.

She looked over at the clock and saw what time it was.

"My mom has testing in the morning so if you text me and I don't respond, don't take it personally. I will let you know when I get the plans for our second date put together." She tucked his hair behind his ear and he smiled.

"Second date...so I did pretty good tonight." He boasted and she kissed him.

"You did perfectly." She sprinkled little kisses over his face and he smiled. She went home that night and text him how much fun she had and Jack felt like he had won some sort of award. He had never planned a date in his life but something about Y/n made him want to do better, be better.

He was also correct in assuming that undoing his button on his pants would make him cum. He would need to take these dress pants to the dry cleaners.

#Jack Thurlow #Jack Thurlow x Y/N #Jack Goes Home #Glass Houses Series #Glass Houses #One Shot Series #Rory Culkin #Culkin Cult

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morningglory-sims · 3 months

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Girl Talk 🗣️

Navigating all the relationship dynamics in your early 20s are all fun and games...

Also, meet Lily! 🌸 She's Elizabeth's childhood best friend who you all will love a lot!

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4 Months Ago (After Ballet practice)

Lily's House, Mt. Komorebi

[ELIZABETH] Class was okay. One of my students has been late quite a bit, so I wanted to have a conversation with a family member. So her older brother comes in with hot with "do we have a problem?" Dude, I'm trying to not have any problems. 2 months until competition and I need focused students.

[ELIZABETH] I think proactively. I know people who don’t know me may think I’m uptight, but

I can’t take anything for granted. These girls are incredibly talented and by far the most dedicated. I know they’re

going to complete extremely well. Just for all their hard work, I have a ski trip planned.

[ELIZABETH] When a parent or guardian immediately goes on the defense and are assholes about things.

It bothers me more than it should, Lil. I get older brothers, you know Owen...

[LILY] Ooof, that is rough. Don’t let that guy ruin it for you, though. Remember what Aya and Eiko’s parents said?

You’ve been an amazing teacher and Eiko has been happiest she’s ever been since being in your class.

[LILY] Cut yourself some slack, Liz! I know the girls will love the ski trip. I’ll try not to spill it to Aya!

[ELIZABETH] Please don’t! Even though I love how close Aya and Eiko are.

[LILY] Love the Nakamura sisters! Just out of curiosity, whose brother was being an asshole?

[ELIZABETH] Juri Hayashi’s. I didn’t catch his name.

[LILY] *laughs* No way! Akio Hayashi? An asshole? He absolutely can be one, but he isn’t one. He’s a good guy, I promise! You haven’t met him yet because he’s been a travelling bartender. He came home to his family in shambles

and his girlfriend cheating on him. Not to excuse his behaviour at all. He’s best friends with Kiyoshi.

[ELIZABETH] And Kiyoshi wouldn’t be friends with an asshole. He did mention there was personal family issues, so I

didn’t press further. Wow, I can see where his behaviour came from. It’s clear he loves Juri.

[LILY] Akio was one of the first people who reached out after Dad disowned me, and told me if I didn’t get my sofu’s house, I could stay in his apartment until I figured things out. He’s a good guy. He’s coming to the housewarming tomorrow!

[ELIZABETH] Well, I look forward to actually meeting Akio. I trust you more than most people, Lily.

So far, your friends are becoming my friends and I really adore all of them!

[LILY] Oh, I think you two are going to get along really well! Not to mention, girl, he is FINE!

[ELIZABETH] Oh, he totally is! I just really need to figure things out with Taku.

[ELIZABETH] I feel totally strung along by him.

[LILY] I can imagine. I love Taku, he just doesn’t know what he wants, and you deserve someone who knows that he wants you.

[ELIZABETH] So do you, Lil. Has Cleo gotten back to you?

[LILY] Pffff. No. She’ll come crawling back into my arms tonight. If she doesn’t change, I’m so done. Flirting with Rose was too much.

[ELIZABETH] *Sigh* Why do people who don’t want to commit go after people who do?

[LILY] No idea. To be fair, when Cleo and I were first a thing, I didn’t want to commit. Now I do, and she’s being wishy-washy.

[LILY] I wonder if she’s intimidated by the fact I’ve managed to renovate a house that I now own. She seems to not love it when I achieve things. Whatever, as long as she doesn’t, like, flirt or sleep with an ex then we’ll be fine. At least I have you and Lacey to support me.

Later that night..

[LILY] (in thought) And here she is. Just as I thought after running away when things got hard. She’s back. I don’t know how much more I can take-

[CLEO] Baby, I promise I won’t run away again!

[LILY] Okay, Cleo.

[CLEO] I promise I won’t do anything to hurt you.

[LILY] I hear you. Good night, Cleo.

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