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dryinkpens · 7 months
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the HSS trifecta ⭐️
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whatlovelybones-if · 4 months
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"the screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain" THE WHAT?! YOU DARE AVERY??? AND WTF J???
What would happen if MC and J were about to kiss, but MC suddenly stopped and just apathetically stared at them and said that they resented them for not being their first kiss, and just left? 😂😂
(Also, did MC have a some sort of relationship before the story began, or is that left for headcannon?)
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it started with a simple statement.
“i won’t be riding back with you today,” J said.
you didn’t mind, not really. of course, you used to take every opportunity to spend time with them, but you could understand that they had their own life and sometimes their plans didn’t line up with yours.
“anything special you got planned?” you joked while closing your school locker, but you feel your insides wither and shrivel like a crumpled flower when they give you the actual reason.
“avery wanted to take me home today,” J said, shrugging like it wasn’t a big deal but the embarrassed pink on their cheeks give them away.
you had a feeling whatever was going to happen today, you wouldn’t be liking it at all. on top of that, J was acting weird as hell. not to mention that this avery person had been someone they’d been weirdly close the past couple of days.
you also happen to know that avery lived on the other side of town, completely off the route you and J took to get home every day. avery wasn’t just giving them a ride; it was something else. the more you thought about it, the more it sounded like a date. a motherfucking date.
you felt your heart starting to weigh three times heavier as you forced a smile and said, “oh, sure, that’s fine.” and then, before you could stop yourself, you found yourself stupidly asking, “so did they ask you out on a date or something?”
to save yourself the embarrassment and act nonchalant, you find yourself ruffling their hair slightly. if J noticed that you were forcing it, they didn’t let it show. instead they just laughed nervously, trying to fix their hair, and said, “actually, i was the one who ended up asking them out.”
wonderful. you wanted to scream, but you managed to give them the fakest smile you could. “i’m so happy for you.”
J picked up on the hint that maybe you weren’t feeling as happy as you’re saying you are because they asked, “are you alright, teddy?”
that nickname hurts even more now as you nod, “of course, why wouldn’t i be?”
one of J’s love languages has always been physical touch and everything just gets a lot more complicated; their hand on your back is warm, the inky dark eyes that stare back at you are kind and worried, the full pink lips that you wish to kiss look so inviting. they smell the same as always: leather, strawberries, spearmint, and marlboro red smoke masked by a fancy cologne/perfume.
“did i do something wrong?” J asks, looking like a kicked puppy.
you can’t stand it. the concerned look on J’s face as they ask you what’s wrong when everything is wrong right now. it’s wrong that they can’t see how much you love them. it’s wrong that they can’t see how loving them has become second nature for you. it’s wrong that they can’t see how you don’t want to be just their best friend.
knowing them, you know your best friend is probably imagining a thousand different scenarios of how they must’ve hurt you. but you know that they didn’t hurt you, they could never do that, at least not intentionally.
then you do it. you actually do it. one of the stupidest things you have ever done in your 15 years of existence.
you leaned in and kissed them.
the look on J’s face makes you wanna crawl into your own skin and die. their body had tensed up, their lips frozen open, parted but not uttering a sound. all of that was enough to tell you that it was fucking mistake. so you do the only thing that made sense to you at that moment: you turn and run outside like a fucking coward.
time seemed to slow down, each second stretching impossibly beyond normal. the only sound that could be heard was the rain. heavy, rhythmic, and coming down without pause. you don’t even feel the chill setting in as your whole body burns with the shame of what you did and the image of J’s reaction only makes your skin crawl more.
stupid, stupid, stupid!
you run across the parking lot to get to your car and book the hell out of the school campus. you utter a loud curse when you check your pockets and realise you left your car keys in your locker.
you’re soaked to the bone and you aim a swift kick at your car; panting like you just ran a marathon, hair sticking to your neck and cheeks, heavy breathing pushing your chest up and down, your face wet from both the rain and your tears.
tears? no, you’re not wrong, you can feel the saltiness mixing up with the rain and pouring down your face. you haven’t cried in forever. at least not in a genuine way.
why in the world did it have to J of all people that you had to fall for? they had been your best friend since you were kids, always a constant and comforting presence in your life. almost a decade of friendship down the drain because of your stupid feelings. it wasn’t worth it at all to lose your best friend like this.
your best friend who’s now calling your name. a yell in the distance muffled by the sound of the rain and of your breaking heart. your breath hitches but you ignore them. there’s no way you can face them, not right now.
“for god’s sake, you can’t just kiss me and walk away! hey!” J yells out.
“go away, J! i really don’t want to talk to you right now.”
they catch up to you, refusing to let you run off again. “and why is that, hm?”
“i don’t know!” you answer, throwing up your hands in exasperation. “i’m ignoring you right now.”
“well,” J continues to stubbornly come closer, “i am ignoring the fact that you’re ignoring me.”
you give them a glare. “that’s not how it works.”
J matches your challenging glare. “fine then. tell me why you kissed me and i will leave you alone.”
“i kissed you because i love you, you daft dumbo!” you nearly yell, frustrated beyond reason. ignoring the dumbfounded look on J’s face, you continue, “i’ve loved you ever since we were kids. i love your eyes and how they sparkle like stars when you’re talking about music. i love your voice and how it soothes me whenever i’m having a hard time. i love how you know me and know exactly what to say to make me feel better whenever and wherever. i just love you so much and i cannot stand the thought of you with avery. i will get over this though, J, just give me some ti—”
in a heartbeat, they lean in and their lips are on yours. you can’t help the gasp which slips out of your mouth, too surprised, too tense, and J holds your face dearly like you’re something precious, pressing your lips and body against theirs with something akin to desperation. both of you so entirely soaked from the rain, so entirely frightened, so entirely in love.
when the kiss ends, it’s because both of you are completely out of breath. J doesn’t let the space between the two of you grow any further, though. they instead press themselves further against you, your bodies fitting like perfect puzzle pieces.
“don’t get over me,” they plead, the taste of strawberry in your mouth, forehead against yours, dark eyes fluttering close. “don’t ever get over me.”
“b-but,” you stutter, head still spinning, “what about avery?”
J groans, following it up with a chuckle. “one date and i think even they’d be able to see it.”
“see what?”
“how you are the one i’m in love with.”
before you can even process what they just said, they lean in again to seal it with a kiss.
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cosmitasia · 2 days
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Thinking pre-timeskip tazmily was some quaint utopia tainted by Porky/capitalism flattens the story quite a bit. In my opinion, the point was since the Tazmilians chose to forget history instead of learn from it, they were susceptible to the same downfalls as before, Porky just accelerated it.
Tazmily likely would have lasted much longer without his involvement, but their ignorance made them easy to persuade into speedrunning inhumane industrialization and consumerism, so they may have made the same mistakes more gradually without his interference.
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hsslilly-blog · 4 months
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a little bit late but. happy 10th anniversary high school story!!! here's to 10 more!! (ha!!)
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some close ups. i could write a whole essay about how much this game influenced me in the past 10 years. but I Will Not.
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dwiankus · 2 years
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natjennie · 10 days
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lou wilson for real writing a 300 word response to an essay question as the mimic desk he's writing on is attacking his character..... d&d doesn't get better than this it just doesn't.
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cadybear420 · 3 months
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OG HSS gang in pajamas I headcanon for them, edits by me
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Might do a sleepover story for them one day like how the HSS:CA gang got a sleepover
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opreaadriann · 25 days
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Side Story - Dylan’s First Day
It’s my last year of high school. Finally, I’ll be out of this hell hole full of fake people and start living a real life! I can’t believe I’ve survived so long. If it weren’t for Vivian, I probably would have transferred a long time ago, like my old friend…
I arrive at the prestigious Thomas Rourke High, and notice that there's someone stuck at the gate in front of me, talking to Lewis, the security guard. He’s laughing at something the person inside the car said. They must be someone nice if Lewis likes them.
The car finally passes through and it’s now my turn.
“Hey there, young Dylan! It’s great to see you back!” Lewis greets me warmly, as he’s been doing for the last 3 years.
“Hello, Lewis! It’s good to be back!” I lied. It’s not like I’m going to confide in him.
“Have you seen the new kid’s car? Quite the beauty, I must say!”
“The new kid? We have a transfer student?”
“Yeah, it was the one before you.”
Suddenly, I hear a honk from behind.
“Yeah, yeah… Kids these days have no patience. Go through, Dylan, we’ll talk later.”
“Sure, see you later, Lewis!”
I enter the parking lot and notice that a lot of people are staring at this new kid as they get out of the car. Is that car so special? I never understood the fascination for them, but it’s expected of me to like them, so I always pretend I do.
After parking, I approached the school, only to notice a lot of kids taking pictures of the transfer student’s car. Some of them greet me, only to ask me what I think of it. I don’t care about it! Why are they so obsessed with a damn car?!
As I talk to them, I notice the new kid talking to Isaac and his gang. Are they going to bully the poor kid already? Maybe I should help… No, I’m popular enough to mess with Isaac…
Some of my fake friends and sophomore fans approach me, asking about my Summer. I tell them all the amazing things I did, which never really happened. They wouldn’t like it if I told them I just rewatched the Love Love Fantasy anime 3 times.
We slowly make our way to the gym, as they all notice the transfer student and change the subject from me to this person. What makes them so interesting? Just because they’re an unknown factor, everyone wants to get to know them. Or maybe my friends are just vipers, looking for someone new to gossip about.
At some point I get so annoyed with the constant talk about that person that I just attack one of my followers. “Did you get that at a yard sale?” I ask about her scarf. Everyone starts pilling in on the girl, and I can see she’s close to tears as she takes it off. I’m sorry, this is a jungle and they should all know their place in the hierarchy.
This is only half of the story. You can read the rest for free on Patreon!
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Kind of like an introduction post, but I’ve actually been here for a while.
Hi, I’m Secretly-A-Catamount!
I have ASD, SPD, ADHD, dyslexia, dysgraphia, and anxiety: so no ableism, or I’ll punch you in to the sun.
I’m aro-ace, but not an arrow-ace, which is upsetting because now I can’t be a Hunter for Artemis.
I live in somewhere in the good ol’ USA (not sure how accurate that is sometimes) with my family and pets.
Here’s my fandoms (in no particular order, will be updated as I consume more media):
The Serafina Series
The Willa Series
The Shadowhunter Chronicles
The Chronicles of Narnia
His Dark Materials
The Book of Dust
DC Comics
Marvel Comics
Wings of Fire
Warrior Cats
Phantom of the Opera
Newsies
Wicked: The Broadway Musical
The Wicked Years
Six of Crows
King of Scars
The Magisterium Series
Percy Jackson and the Olympians (plus all of the other Rick Riordan book series in that universe)
The School for Good and Evil
Ever After High
The Villain Series
Doctor Who
Hamlet
Twelfth Night
Anthony and Cleopatra
The Hunger Games
The Inheritance Cycle
The Land of Stories
A Tale of Magic . . .
The Legend of Zelda Series
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thebramblewood · 8 months
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Catching up with Yuki Behr.
Previous / Next
Transcript under the cut.
Yuki: “Helena! Helena! Helena, over here!”
Helena: “Oh, hey, Yuki!”
Yuki: “Girl, we’re always running into each other in the most random places. I was afraid you’d dropped off the face of the earth.”
Helena: [laughs awkwardly] “I guess it has been a while, huh?”
Yuki: “Omigod, you look ah-mazing in that dress!”
Helena: “Thanks. I like yours too.”
Yuki: “It looks like a rainbow threw up on me, right?”
Helena: “Well…”
Yuki: “Don’t worry, that’s exactly the vibe I’m trying to capture these days. Anyway, what’s up? You’re MIA on Social Bunny and you hardly ever text!”
Helena: “I know, I know. I’ve just been a little distracted lately.”
Yuki: “Final semester’s kicking your ass too, huh? I’m counting down the days until it’s over. I just scored a job at this big tech start-up in DSV. Totally corporate, I know, but they’ll never see it coming when I hack the mainframe and run. You must have all kinds of offers lined up, Miss Perfect GPA.”
Helena: “Actually... I’m not exactly sure what’s next. I’m waiting to hear from a few internships in San My, but a gap year also sounds nice right now.”
Yuki: “Look at you! Taking my advice to live a little after all! Aw, I’m so proud. Though I can’t say I expected you to become so... punk.”
Helena: “Oh, I’m not really... I mean, the music’s cool, but I’m also kind of” -
[mutters under breath, blushing] - “dating somebody in the band.”
Yuki: “This just gets better and better! Who? Wait, let me guess! I bet it’s…”
Ulrike: [squeezes] “Hey, babe.”
Helena: “Mmph! Faust! Where’d you come from?”
Yuki: “Looks like I don’t have to guess after all. Well, you’ve got your hands full now.
Call me later! I want all the juicy details.”
Ulrike: “Who’s that?”
Helena: “Just an old friend from high school. She’s at Foxbury now.”
Ulrike: “I didn’t know you had such colorful friends. Come to think of it, do I know any of your friends? What are you hiding, Zhao?”
Helena: “Nothing! I guess I just like having you all to myself.”
Ulrike: “Can’t blame you there.”
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Choices August Challenge 2023
This month's challenge will be a little different. The previous host had to back out so I am taking over... however, I was already planning on hosting 2 celebration weeks in August, which with the 2 book clubs would leave me with 5 events, and that's too much, even for me. So we're making August a combination month!
PlayChoice Game's 7th birthday is August 17th, so instead of having a birthday week, I'm including prompts for this event below and it'll run through the entire month of August.
There will also be prompts for Hollywood U + High School Story, as it's been one year since PB pulled those games. Without their success, we might not have gotten Choices.
Also, I've rescheduled sibling appreciation week a few times, so let's just add that in.
I also have some August holidays and summer prompts.
And lastly, similar to @choicesprompts, if you have a WIP from a previous challenge or event from this year that you really want to finish, feel free to submit it here too (regardless of the prompt). Let's clean out some WIPs.
Any of the prompts below can be used with any story/characters. They do not have to be used in the context of the "theme" they're posted under.
Happy Birthday, Choices!
In addition to the prompts below, posts celebrating Choices and your favorites (MCs, LIs, Friend Groups, Books, etc), will be accepted regardless of if a specific prompt is used
baking a cake
blowing out candles / making a wish
the perfect gift
surprising them with their favorite flowers
surprise party
spa break
"I'm sorry did you just call my/your birthday my 'womb escape'??"
“Are you crying? Please don’t cry, I didn’t think the gift was that bad-"
"I never liked celebrating my birthday."
"I don’t think fighting for my life is an acceptable way to celebrate my birthday"
"I’d rather eat you than cake."
"Put down the frosting!"
Hollywood U + High School Story Appreciation
Just like last year's event, any and all HWU and HSS content will be accepted regardless of if a specific prompt is used
movie premiere / red carpet
behind the scenes
coffee (all the coffee)
library dates/sneaking around in the stacks
falling asleep watching a movie
classes at HWU related to your MC's field of study
"Does a ninety minute movie really warrant this amount of snacks?"
"Your taste in movies is so bad"
"I love you but I'm not watching _____ again" -----
prom
graduation
High School Reunion / Where are they now?
school clubs
skipping class together
putting secret notes into the other's locker
being paired up for a project/presentation
"I accidentally grabbed your notebook" (What do they find, doodles, writings, poems, songs, little hearts with their initials?)
"It's finals week and you forgot we have a history exam?"
Sibling Appreciation
Any and all content that is focused on siblings in the fandom will be accepted regardless of if it fits a specific prompt
teaching their sibling about/how to do something
teasing each other
being overly protective of sibling
"Could you just stop talking for once?!"
"Don't blame it on me!"
"Thanks for being there"
"Can you pick me up?"
Siblings would help you bury a body, but they wouldn’t bring out the trash for you, no matter how nice you ask.
August Days
any August holiday
August 4: International Beer Day ; National Chocolate Chip Cookie Day
August 5: Sandcastle Day
August 6: National Friendship Day
August 9: Hold Hands Day
August 10: National S’mores Day
August 12-20: National Heritage Week
August 18: National Couple's Day
August 26: National Dog Day
August 27: National Just Because Day
August 30: National Beach Day
Summer Prompts:
popsicles
sidewalk chalk
camping
fairs/festival
fruit picking
stargazing
iced coffee
sunglasses
Making summer playlists for each other
“it’s absolutely sweltering, how can you still want to cuddle?!”
“do we have any ice cream left?”
"Summer's almost over…"
“I couldn’t help myself… All the ice-cream flavours looked so good!”
Remember, you can also submit any WIP you have that are based on previous prompts from any 2023 event.
2023 Monthly Challenge Prompt Lists:
January ❤️ February ❤️ March ❤️ April ❤️ May ❤️ June ❤️ July
Guidelines + Rules
Submitted works will be featured on a weekly masterlist
Every form of creative work can be submitted: fanfiction, drabbles, moodboards, edits, drawings, poems, songs, sketches, and more—all are welcomed.
Work from any book and story from the Choices (and Pixelberry) universe are welcome (new and old alike)!
You can participate as many times as you want during the month
Clearly list the prompt your used
You can combine submissions for this event and others
Please add a cut to avoid long posts and exposing other fans to triggering/disturbing content.
If your work is NS*W please label it as such and use appropriate warnings. Adult content should be hidden under the page break.
You can get creative with the prompts. It can be a variation of the word and/or concept. It doesn’t have to be exact or literal. If the word inspires a train of thought that led you to something different, put that in the notes and send it in! Have fun with it! Make them work for you! The ultimate goal is just to find joy in creating!
Please tag @choicesmonthlychallenge​​ and if you’d like to add me you can do so as well~ @lovealexhunt​​​ (feel free to DM me your work too since Tumblr tags are fickle)
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pulpitude · 12 days
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i just got the urge to make a different hss m!mc romancing michael and make it so that he's giselle, the very same "girl" he shared his first kiss with. i'm already imagining them both telling their awkward first kiss story that turns out to be the exact same story and mc (who's in the middle of telling everyone and has just now realized) being like
wait. oh my god. michael harrison?
uh... yeah? that's me.
oh man, this is awkward. well, um. that giselle girl? she's me. i'm her. except i'm... well. not a "her" anymore.
[cue absolute ?! reaction]
nice seeing you again.
and since i've pretty much forgotten about sameera i'm thinking i can make him the mc of my hss au instead so he can lend his deadname to the other giselle + so darlene can live off the juicy gossip moment. the only problem is i still haven't decided on a name for him yet
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hsslilly-blog · 2 months
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queen of valentine’s day
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galahadenough · 6 months
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This is a scene from one of the best things I’ve ever read, book or fanfic, Blind, But Now by aperplexingpuzzle on ao3 (currently @ghirahimbo here)! I cannot recommend this story enough!
If a legend is a regal and intricately woven tapestry, hung on a distant wall, then BBN is that tapestry up close. It takes the legend and lets you see the threads, lets you feel the texture. Every knot, every spot worn smooth over time. The story sees both the original image and the pieces that make up the image. It looks at how the journey weathered the tapestry, looking at the broken threads, the frayed and discolored spots, and sees an image made all the more beautiful because it doesn’t just tell the story of the legend but the story of the tapestry.
This scene really gave me such a deep, almost physical feeling of the heat and immensity of the region. It stays with me and is one of the first scenes that comes to mind when I think about the story. I was hoping to catch a little of that, plus the overall feeling of their encounter, that edge of potential. Potential danger and potential.. something else.
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kierancaz · 7 months
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Yk what i wanna talk about rn ?? How all those modern mobile visual novel game things like obey me, twst, arcana twilight, all have that ONE end all be all social media app that’s just the name of a app we have here with a cheesy ass twist on it that’s basically like “yah it’s just Instagram but like with devils ig idk man” and it has like no creativity to the name at all. Those are my fucking favorite. Devilgram. Magicam.
What even IS magicam bc I thought it was like Instagram but the characters seem to use it for literally everything so I’m thinking it’s like a mix of Instagram and Snapchat maybe ??? Like literally it’s so funny I love it sm.
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collinhasregrets · 6 months
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"Whoa, this game has this whole steampunk aesthetic going on and you're just gonna wear that?"
"Well kiddo, at least my cosplay is more historically accurate.
(When the two pink-haired gamer girls gets way too invested in MOTP)
Seriously though, Highschool Story has been a giant part of my childhood and I was so sad about its shutdown. Since I'm feeling nostalgic today. Here's some Sakura and Cathy art.
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