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goddammit-sam · 2 years
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xysidhequeen · 7 months
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So I turned on notifications for you blog early on in the Red Knight series so Id know when you posted the next chapter. After not seeing notifications from your blog for months, it literally makes me smile every time I see a simple "xysidhequeen reblogged x" now. Im sorry that you have to deal with everything but Im glad to see every notification that we havent lost you.
Ajajsjaheha THIS IS SO SWEET? Thank you! Also hope you don't mind being bombarded with notifs.
Also how many of you thought I really died? 😭 I'm so sorry to scare you all like that.
Here's an apology snippet
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There was a voice that sounded suspiciously like Jazz, even complete with annoyed exasperation, groaning at him to just ask Danny out already, that he very firmly beat back to the bowels of his mind with a stick.
He could, maybe, to himself, in the middle of the night when he was going on forty hours with no sleep, just perhaps admit he most definitely had a crush on his best friend. But those late night, sleep deprived admissions were no where near strong enough to overcome the choking, cloying fear that strangled his lungs and shredded his heart at the very thought of admitting it aloud. Let alone to Danny.
Danny was his friend, his best friend, his king. Danny saved him, back when he was nothing more than an angry slip of a teen with a chip on his shoulder and fresh from his own grave.
Danny had given him a home, a family, a purpose. He had given him everything, he had made Jason who he was today. Someone he could be proud of.
How could he ever risk losing that? Losing Danny?
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We get so close then Jason just takes three huge steps back. Baby is so scared. We'll get there, eventually. I promise. But when I say slow burn I mean SLOW burn.
Also me while writing this chapter so far:
Me: TimTimTimTimTIM!!!!
Jason: What about four thousand words of straight introspection
Can you feel Jazz's influence on him? Because I can, and I hate it(affectionately). I want to get to Tim!!! But Jason just wanted to think! He has so many thoughts in that head of his. It's the overthinking thing all the Bats and Birds learned from Bruce.
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leet911 · 11 days
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FCG had to go and show Bell's Hells that just because the darkness is still in you, doesn't mean that you can't do something meaningful with it
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sparring-spirals · 2 years
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trying so hard to focus on the absolutely stellar roleplay going on between fearne and dusk and an angry orym but my eyes keep sliding to the top corner like a moth to a fluorescent, bright pink, point shouldered lightbulb
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nanowatzophina · 1 year
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Well… fuck.
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jmkho · 11 months
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Let ME interview GVF
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yelow-heart · 12 days
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SAM RIEGEL!!! *shakes fists at the sky*
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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 5 months
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Now that I’m thinking about it. I really wanted Monty’s first meeting with Solar to be Monty mistaking Solar for Eclipse.
Like Monty doesn’t realize that Solar is a good person and goes into a rage and Monty just immediately tries to kill him. He gets stopped, of course, from killing Solar but it leaves Solar retraumatized and having a PTSD flashback about his Moon and the abuse he suffered in his home dimension that the others have to try to help him talk about and work through with therapy and support.
Just let us have a cohesive and proper arc about Solar’s (undoubtedly tragic) backstory and whatever happened in his dimension that finally made him so desperate he left it. I want answers dammit!
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pocketgalaxies · 1 year
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"the wall starts falling"
"onto ryn?"
"oh! *rolls* yes. onto ryn."
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I know some people are upset at bloodmoon for killing KC, but as much as I mourn for KC I do gotta admit like…
He had it coming
He used his last moments to just throw his sons mental state in the dumpster and then let them kill him.
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coffeesforcatchers · 3 months
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I can hear the asmr ad from my kitchen.
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goddammit-sam · 2 years
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yo I made a uquiz that everyone who's taken have either said it called them out completely or is in no way accurate
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nominalnebula · 13 days
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oh my god he fucking made liam cry
GODDAMMIT SAM
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whysamwhy123 · 2 months
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OK, but what if I dropped everything and wrote a crackfic about Hook and Daniel hooking up one night, and then they end up in a weird fuckboy-on-fuckboy violence one-upmanship situation?
The next morning, they both try to sneak out of the hotel room without the other realising but when they both find out what they're doing, they're disgusted and offended that the other would do that to them!
The next week at Dynamite, they run into each other for the first time since that night and they both try to give the exact same 'I had a lot of fun and I really like you, but I'm not looking for anything serious right now' speech and they get mad because they keep stealing each other's lines.
And then, the next weekend, at around 3am, they both send simultaneous ''u up?'' texts.
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askthevoidking · 1 year
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Darkness. You are in darkness. Slowly the darkness fades. You're home, in the Daycare. It's like nothing had ever happened, yet you can't help but feel like something is off, the corner of your vision blurry, like you aren't actually there. You wander the Daycare, confused. A shrill scream. You rush towards the sound of it.
A room. A dark room. You can barely see anything. Someone turns on the light. Oil. Oil, everywhere, leaking from the stump of an animatronic's neck. Dull, light blue body, ragged clothing. You feel like you should recognize it, but the name won't come. Your friend, or maybe your brother, you can't tell, is holding a box. A head sits in it, with a hopeful smile, still slightly wet with tears, drip, drip, dripping bloody oil. A note. Shaky writing. Someone saying that maybe now that they're dead, someone will finally be happy. Who is the note for? Who wrote it? You feel like you should know. But you can't think of the name. You can't give a name to the headless body and drip, drip, dripping decapitated head. It smiles at you with empty, lifeless eyes. It opens it's mouth.
"Are you proud of me? I died for you! You don't have to see me ever again! Are you proud?"
"A̷̝͒ŗ̸̄E̷͖͐ ̴̨͗y̴̱̓O̷̢͂ȗ̵̧ ̵͍͊P̵̤̍ř̷͎Ȏ̸̗ú̴̝D̵͓́?̸̼̿"
You wake up. The Daycare is gone. The drip, drip, dripping oil is gone. You're back in the forest. You aren't sure what that was. Your head hurts.
You don't know why, but you feel like you did something horrible.
Will you bury the feeling away?
(This ask can go to Moon, Sun, or Monty. This one tried to keep it as ambiguous as possible.) 📕
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a-cosmic-elf · 5 months
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Sam’s face, lol. ‘Yeah, yeah, so I might like you too, you win. Now buzz off… and just make sure you come back.’ 😏
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