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#i owe blender my life for this one
largeonions · 2 months
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THE TALE OF ETERNITY -- lost in the palace
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slagclaren · 1 year
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thank you and goodbye seb
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theearnestonion · 1 year
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I continue to be fucking abnormal about podcasts
anyways go listen to Where The Stars Fell
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yeonjunszn · 11 months
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ASAP!
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PAIRING! mark lee x f!reader
GENRES! fluff﹒crack﹒slice of life?
WARNINGS! as per usual, it is not a yeonjunszn smau without my sailors mouth — so mature language, coffee shop!au cause i work in one and couldn’t resist myself, this smau is actually a recreation of a yeonjun smau called cool it! by my bff past tumblr user yuitaru, manager mark era, kinda dumb reader (affectionate) era, milf lover jeno, insane jaemin and hyuck, chenle in his nepotism baby era tbh, there’s a fight scene somewhere, also annoying fluffy cute disgusting scenes here and there, an overt amount of coffee shop/barista references bc i am a master at my craft, mr. choi yeonjun has a cameo to pay homage to the original cool it!, ignore time stamps cause i was lazy lol, lmk if i missed anything!
FEAT! the rest of nct dream, yangyang + xiaojun + hendery from wayv, chaewon from le sserafim, sumin from stayc, mingi + the rest of the ateez ‘99 line, and yeonjun from txt
SUMMARY! you’re not exactly the best barista at zhong coffee, but for some unknown reason (his massive crush on you), mark thinks you can do no wrong. sick and tired of his favoritism and your lack thereof due to absolute obliviousness, your coworkers are determined to fix this problem. asap.
STATUS! completed!
BEGINNING! june 1, 2023
END! august 31, 2023
MORE! HELLOOOO im back bffs 😵 did u miss me??? i have a quick little disclaimer for u guys so i don’t get accused of stealing 😻😻😻🫶
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thank u so much to rina my bff bestie soulmate for giving me the rights to recreate cool it! and sort of bring back such a fun smau </3 i’ve been working on asap! for quite some time now, between work and school, and i’m so excited i can finally share her with all of u 🫶 i do plan on going back to all my works that are on hold (including my 1k event LOL) but i was sort of burnt out for a while which is why i did all this in absolute silence 😋👍 anyway!! i hope i did her justice <3 send an ask to join the taglist!!
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PROFILES! mark’s biggest haters | espresso patronum | the rest of chenle’s coffee maids
ONE! please no tweeting on the clock, y/n!
TWO! manager zoned is crazy
THREE! BACK OF THE LINE PAL
FOUR! go work at mcdonald’s or something
FIVE! common chenle L
SIX! i always knew u were a furry
SEVEN! call me karen from mean girls
EIGHT! mark antis 1 - mark 0
NINE! the best ever (1.1k)
TEN! NANEUN ALCOHOL-FREE GEUNDE CHWIHAE
ELEVEN! YESSSS GO GIRL BOSS
TWELVE! i don’t owe u shit freeloader
THIRTEEN! force and sheer determination
FOURTEEN! yoooo mark how it be? what it do?
FIFTEEN! pick me choose me
SIXTEEN! lunch break (499)
SEVENTEEN! DONG SICHENG ?
EIGHTEEN! hey guys this is god
NINETEEN! i will force his hand into a blender
TWENTY! chocolate croissant (841)
TWENTY ONE! #xiaojun_out
TWENTY TWO! grinders and coffee beans (951)
TWENTY THREE! what is a marky/n
TWENTY FOUR! shaking shivering sobbing
TWENTY FIVE! every summertime (1.08k)
TWENTY SIX! worlds worst barista. fired.
TWENTY SEVEN! cool it
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Hey so, thought exercise, how do you think Taylor would fare if she got dropped into the invincible universe? For the sake of mechanics let's say she literally gets dropped in via doorman portal or something.
So one thing about Invincible is that I think it's setting is protagonist-centric in a way that Worm's isn't. To the extent that Invincible's setting has worldbuilding- worldbuilding that isn't, like, ported in from the books's early association with the confederated Image Comics shared universe- it's worldbuilding that exists to convey the impression of a big-two-flavor universe. Here's our spin on the undersea kingdom, here's the riff on the Martians, here are our riffs on SHIELD, on Gotham, on Themyscira, on 70s blaxploitation-adjacent heroes, and so on. This is the entire ethos underpinning the Guardians of the Globe in particular- piggybacking on pre-existing audience affection for the Justice League to convey that it's a Big Fucking Deal when the guardians get blendered in issue 7.
You have flashbacks demonstrating that there was capital-S Superhero Stuff going on in the seventies and eighties, or as far back as the thirties with Immortal, you create the impression of a status quo, a big pond in which Mark is a little fish. And to Kirkman's credit, some effort clearly went into making sure that the non-Mark capes are sufficiently fleshed out that you can believe that they've got other stuff going on in their lives. But at the end of the day, it's the Invincible universe. You don't see a lot of people talking about the Guarding the Globe spinoff. Many of the most interesting characters- Cecil being a big example here- are interesting because of the ways in which they bounce off Mark specifically, the ways in which he chooses to deal with them. The universe is less of a character in the story the way that Earth Bet is- it's just the place where Mark's story, specifically, is happening. If there's a codified setting bible, I'll eat my hat.
Now of course the world of Worm is, in many ways, equally Taylor-centric, because that's what it means to be the protagonist. But owing in part to the themes of the story, and in part to the sheer number of false-start protagonists Wildbow played around with before settling on Taylor, it's very good at conveying the idea that there are many stories happening in this setting and Taylor's is just the one this particular work happened to focus on. There's an actual point to doing OC worldbuilding for what the superhero scene looks like in Wormverse Denver or Seattle or whatever- whereas you can come up with superhero teams for Invincible-verse Denver, but what actually ties them to that universe? What are you getting out of putting them in Invincible specifically, that you wouldn't get from whipping up a barebones MASKS setting to support your OCs? Anyway. This is a really long way of getting to my real point, which is that I think the question is less "how does Taylor bounce off the Invincible setting" and more "How does Taylor bounce off Invincible the character, around whom the setting orbits even when it pretends not to."
This I'm unsure of, because where do you stick her in his life where you get an interesting dynamic? One thing that's interesting here is that Mark's overall character arc already involves learning a lot of taylorisms- the strategic ruthlessness, the shift from a good-evil dichotomy to a helping-not-helping dichotomy-so what about his arc is going to change if they spend time together? Why would they spend time together? Given the different power levels on display, what would differentiate her, in his experience, from the dozens of filler capes that exist for him at the level of "vague acquaintance?" This is assuming she's active as a cape at all, which she might not be if this is Post-GM. Mutual association through Cecil and the Global Defense Agency might be a hook- maybe they're paying for her new arm or something- but would she latch her cart to Cecil's wagon in the first place, barring some obvious crisis situation? Hard to say. If she's depowered, and present in his life somehow in a civilian context, well, that's a fast-track to not being part of the story anymore either, given how Mark's civilian connections slowly fading away was kind of a quiet plot point.
There's some configuration of these pieces that could be interesting, but I'm not quite sure what they are. Soliciting input here.
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scribblesandsherlock · 3 months
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FNAFMovie!Incorrect Quotes: Part Four
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WILLIAM, as Steve Raglan: You're clearly not listening. I can say whatever I want, can't I?
MIKE, half asleep: Tell me about it.
WILLIAM: I murdered another kid last night.
MIKE: I feel you.
WILLIAM: Now I have the taste of blood, I can't stop killing.
MIKE, yawning: Been there
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MIKE: If I seem intense, that's for one reason and one reason only, okay? I don't wanna be here and I'm really sad.
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VANESSA: Why is Barbie's the Nutcracker the only good film adaptation of the ballet that has ever been made?
MIKE, who’s been around Abby too long: Because Barbie movies slap, next question.
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WILLIAM: it's time for you to die.
ABBY: One sec, let me ask my brother
WILLIAM: It's not a choi--
ABBY: Mike said no.
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MIKE: I did what I could, you know, while I was also trying not to bleed to death.
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WILLIAM: I will ruin your happiness, no matter the cost!
MIKE: My happiness?
MIKE, turning to Vanessa: I'm happy?
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ABBY: You wanna see how hardcore I am?
ABBY: *punches wall*
ABBY:
ABBY: Take me to the hospital.
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MIKE: Well, well, well. If it isn’t my old friend...the dawning realization that I messed up bad.
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MRS. AFTON: Hey, it's your turn to wash dishes.
WILLIAM: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD
MRS. AFTON: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes. Also, use soap this time?
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WILLIAM, a career counselor: Look, I would like to give you moral advice, but I have very questionable morals.
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MIKE: You're my little sister and the most important thing in the world to me. I would do anything for you.
ABBY: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
MIKE: Absolutely not.
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MIKE: What doesn't kill me should run, because now I'm ticked off
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MIKE: You saved me. I owe you my life.
VANESSA: No, thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.
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WILLIAM, first interviewing Mike: You look familiar. Have I killed one of your loved ones before?
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MIKE: Fool me once, I’m gonna kill you
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MIKE: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
WILLIAM: You mean literally or figuratively?
MIKE: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...
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WILLIAM: 'Person of interest' is almost too flattering.
WILLIAM: Like, if the police were to pound on my door and go, 'Someone has been murdered in your building and you are a person of interest,' I'd be like, 'Moi? Oh, do go on.'
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VANESSA: I've already sent good vibes your way… they’re coming. There’s nothing you can do to stop them.
MIKE: This is the most threatening way I’ve ever been cheered up.
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MIKE: People are always asking me if I'm a morning person or a night person. And I'm just like, 'Buddy! I'm barely even a PERSON!'
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ABBY: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside
MIKE:
MIKE: Abby, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...
ABBY: *Sips chocolate milk from bowl*
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MIKE: Schrödinger’s cat is overrated. If you wanna see something that’s both dead and alive you can talk to me any time of the day.
(This can apply to both the movie and the game)
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VANESSA: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.
MIKE, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
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MIKE: Okay, maybe playing, "Whose family is more dysfunctional" was a bad idea. Vanessa's sobbing in the bathroom now. We can't get her out.
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MIKE: I slept for almost 12 hours but I might still be tired so let's go for 12 more just incase.
VANESSA: Mike, that's a coma.
MIKE: Sounds festive.
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VANESSA: Don’t worry, I know exactly what I’m doing. Everything is going to be fine!
MIKE: How can you still say that?
VANESSA: Because sometimes, when things get tough, denial is all we have.
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WILLIAM: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-
VANESSA: Twelve, actually.
WILLIAM: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really, whose fault is that?
VANESSA: Yours!
WILLIAM: That's right: no one's.
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[Mike is the only one raising Abby after his dad’s depressed and his mom lost it]
MIKE: I think I'm having a mid-life crisis.
Mike’s Dad: You're, like, 15 years old
MIKE: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!
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WILLIAM, sitting with his back turned: I’ve been expecting you, Michael
MIKE: How did you do that without turning around?
WILLIAM: ...To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.
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[The career counselor scene]
MIKE, explaining why he's gone through so many jobs: Bad things keep happening to me, like I have bad luck or something.
WILLIAM: Mike, you don't have bad luck. The reason bad things happen to you is because you're stupid
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MIKE, banging on the door: Vanessa! Open up!
VANESSA: Well, it all started when I was a kid...
MIKE: No, I meant--
ABBY: Let her finish.
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kazucinth · 3 months
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incorrect quotes with pirate!Y/n
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Varian: So 
Varian: I’m inlove 
Varian: with Y/n
Eugene:
Eugene: our Y/n?
Varian: Yes?
Varian:…Thoughts?
Eugene: and prayers.
Cassandra: You keep hugging Y/n when she’s upset
Cassandra: Next thing you know, she’s going to fall inlove with you. Is that what you want?
Varian: *scoffing* is that what I want?
Rapunzel: *loudly from the other room* yes
Y/n: You can’t make everyone like you, your not Varian
Eugene: but not everyone likes him??
Y/n: who doesn’t
Eugene:
Y/n: names, Eugene. I need names
Y/n: whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Varian, not looking up: Myxine Circifons
Y/n:
Y/n: fsh
Varian: you saved me, I owe you my life
Y/n: no thanks, i’ve seen it, not really impressed
Varian: I’m gonna need a human skull, and I can’t have you ask any questions why
Y/n: only if you also don’t ask why
Y/n: *takes out 7 human pristine skulls* take your pick
Varian:
Varian: this one is fine
Y/n: am I in trouble?
Varian: take a guess
Y/n: no?
Varian: take another guess
Varian: do you take constructive criticism?
Y/n: I only take cash or credit
Y/n: *kicks the door down looking panicked*
Varian: what happened?
Y/n: NOBODY DIED!?
Varian: WHAT KIND OF ANSWER IS THAT??
Varian: you know im starting to regret showing you how a blender works
Y/n, drinking toast: why’d ya say that?
Y/n: the fuck your doing?
Varian: hugging you
Y/n: ew
Also Y/n: do it again
Red: Varian, what’s a thot?
Varian: a thoughful person
Rapunzel: here have some water, Red
Red: thanks! Your such a thot!
Y/n: *chokes on her drink*
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note: sorry if its ooc😭 still trying to find a way to watch the series💞 but I won’t be giving up anytime soon!!
mermaid!Y/n headcannons coming up next!
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fantasyqueen502 · 1 year
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Mrs. Miller: Chapter 4
Summary- (Before the infection/apocalypse) A look into the life of Mrs. Miller. The good days and the bad. Joel makes sure his love has a good day. 
Relationship- Joel Miller X female Reader
Rated: PG (depictions of chronic illness, sickness, and mentions of death.)
Author's note: Wow!!!!! That's all I have to say. I never expected the first things I write on Tumblr to receive so much love. Thank you all so much. Apologies for the wait. I just wanted this installment to be great. Only one more chapter and this story is complete. Thank you all again. Feel free to leave comments and/or suggestions and enjoy. 
Word count: 1584
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"Morning brother." Tommy greets, shambling through the garage door with his arm full of groceries. Placing the bags on the table with a pant, Joel puts Sarah in her highchair.
"Thank you, Tommy. How much I owe ya’?" fishing his pockets. 
"That's a'ight."  Tommy waves off. 
The eldest Miller shakes his head, retrieving a couple bills. 
"Joel, it's ok." Tommy assures him, giving him a reassuring pat on the shoulder. "Hey, Sarah Bean." He coos, giving the toddler's cheek a kiss. She giggles. 
Dumping out the bags, Joel begins to chop the watermelon and pineapple into sizable cubes. A handful of each fruit into a blender along with yogurt and coconut milk, making a pretty smoothie. 
"I can watch her. Make her breakfast." He volunteers. Rolling his eyes at his brother's distrusting look. "I have my moments, but I'm not stupid." taking a small bowl from the dish rack and filling it with the fruit that he noticed Sarah making grabby hands at. Placing the small bowl in front of Sarah. "Watch her and make sure she doesn't choke," he says, dragging a chair to sit next to the highchair. Giving his niece his undivided attention. 
Joel nods, "Holler if anything happens." walking up the steps, mindful of the creaking floorboards beneath his feet. Making his way to their bedroom dark with the curtain drawn a mound of blankets taking a seat . 
"Mmmm." sounds from the mound. 
"Breakfast." He keeps his voice low. 
"----can't----anythin----r'now." 
"Maybe you'll feel better if you ate somethin'. Put something on your stomach." He shrugs. 
"I doubt it." She grumbles. Lifting the blankets off with her arm, remaining on her side, one eye cracked as she winced. "Feels like my---ead's gonna pop."  She groans, struggling to set it up. 
"Two sips, take your pill, a nap. Hopefully you feel better tomorrow."
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-A few days later-
Feeling the breeze and fresh air of passing nature. The gentle rocking of Joel's steady driving along the dirt road. Lifting her cup and sipping the last bits of her morning smoothie.
"Good?" 
"Very." 
His free hand rested on her knee. "No headaches, no migraines." She answers the question written on his face. "Thanks to your smoothie." holding his hand. 
A whine catches the parents’ attention. Y/N turns to see Sarah in her carseat, beginning to fuss. "It's okay, baby." She coos, rubbing her hand and belly, until she falls back to sleep. "There we go." She coos. Hand lingering on her tiny foot. The rise and fall of her chest and the tiny twitch of her arm as she dreamed. 
"Y/N?" 
"Mmm." She just noticed the car was now parked in a lot among others. 
"We, ummmm---" he clears his throat. "We never talked about—and we don't have too." 
She nods. "I want to. If you want to." She assures. 
His eyes darted all around, blinking frantically as his eyes watered and his breath ragged. She reaches out her hand, holding it over his pounding heart. "I…" words choked him as the overwhelming cocktail of emotions clawed its way out. The tears fell closing his eyes tightly; rivers lined his cheeks. "I can't."  He manages out. "I can't lose you." tumbling out of his trembling lips. 
"You're not losing me." She soothes.
"How are you okay? How are you okay with this?"  
"Who says I’m okay?" she corrects. "I'm fuckin’ terrified," she laughs feeling actual relief saying it out loud. "What comforts me and puts all of my fears to rest is knowing that our little girl will have you," drumming her hand on his chest in a calming rhythm that put him at ease. "The kindest, smartest, and most loving father in the entire galaxy," she lists. 
"Just the galaxy." He mumbles. 
"The universe and life as we know it." She restates her heart warms to see the smallest of smiles on his face. 
"I am thankful for each and every second I am gifted to spend with the people who mean the world to me. I'll always be with you." She gives his chest a loving pat. "Someone has to make sure you and your brother don't kill each other." She grips his shoulder, finally meeting his eyes. "C'mere." Both leaning over the console for an embrace after a tender kiss. 
"I love you." 
"Love you too." 
~•~ 
Y/N coos while smoothing some sunblock onto her daughter's  cheeks. "Don't want you to burn, baby girl," she baby talks adjusting a cute white sunhat on her head. Strapped securely to Joel's back in her carrier. 
"Never been here before. What was wrong with our usual trail?"  
"Something new and a surprise at the end." 
"Really." Wiping a trail of sunblock down the bridge of his nose. "Let's get to it."
~•~
They bounced the fussy girl between themselves as she screeched towards a boulder. 
"I guess she wants the rock." He chuckles, placing her chubby legs on the ground. She has taken her first steps, but parental worry leads to them always assisting her. Holding Joel's hand, she led the way, toddling over to the rock and smacking her hand against it. She giggles, grinning at her new discovery. 
~•~
"Come to Mama." Y/N coached sitting on top of a rock. The boulder's peak reached Joel's hip. She adjusted her footing, preparing to leap for the closest handhold.
"I got you." Joel comforts her by placing a hand on her back. 
"Look at that face." Y/N cries with laughter. "My independent girl." 
The toddler successfully grabs a hold of the top.
"There we go!" 
"You did it!" The parents cheer Sarah, smiling, as she plops into her mom's lap. 
"I did." She grins, clapping her hands. 
"You did it." 
"I did it." She cheeses. "Daddy!" She waves him over. 
"Yeah." 
"I did it." She informs him of the great news. 
"You what?" 
"I climb--- mountain." She explains. 
"Wow!" He gasps. 
"My big girl. Not my wittle baby anymore." She mumbles, blowing raspberries into her neck and cheeks. 
Feet back on the ground, the toddler scampered ahead. Bending her knees to pick a handful of wildflowers. 
"I'm surprised she likes hiking." 
"She's a Texan." 
She nods, pushing his shoulder.
"Mommy!" Sarah whines and toddles over, reaching up to be picked up. "Stinky." She makes a face. 
"It is stinky." She agrees 
"Must be the surprise." Joel smirks.
"A petting zoo." She guesses. "A farm!" 
"Sheeee!!!" Sarah says, trying to say sheep.
"Old McDonald had a farm, e-i-e-i-oh. And on that farm he had some sheep." She sang bouncing the child on her hip to the beat of the nursery rhyme. "With a…" 
"Baa!" 
"That's right!" She praises. "With a baa-baa here and a baa-baa there. Here a baa. There a…" 
"Baa." Joel joins with a realistic sheep bleating. 
"Everywhere a…"
"Sheeee!" Sarah exclaims, making her parents laugh. 
Finding a sign, Y/N walks over to it. 
Skimming the welcome greeting.
"A horse riding ranch." She smiles. "Will keep that in mind to check out soon." 
"Surprise." He says punctuating with jazz hands. 
"What?" 
"C'mon. Don't wanna be late." He advises walking through the main entrance. 
"Late?"  She gasps.  "For what?"
She followed her husband, who greeted a person with a horse in tow. 
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"Oh, my God." She gasps and speeds over to the magnificent pinto. "Look Sarah."  She squeals, showing her daughter how to pet a horse. "Hey, horsie," she coos.  Stroking its head "You're so pretty." She compliments. 
"This is Betsy" The handler informs. 
"That's funny."  She laughs, looking at Joel. "Get it?" 
"I get it." 
"I don't think you did."
"Why's that?" 
"You would've laughed." 
"I don't want to offend Betsy, by saying she looks like a cow." He counters. 
"Cows are beautiful and smart. I would take being called a cow a compliment." 
"Really?" 
"Brave enough to test that theory Mr. Miller."  She taunts.
"Nope." He pops the 'p'.
~•~
On the outside of the fence, clapping and whistling as Y/N directed the horse over bars and skillfully around barrels with the aid of the handler.  
"Mommy!" Sarah patted her father's face, making sure he was paying attention. "Dada." She pats his face, making him close one eye. 
"Yeah," he answers. 
"Mama." She points. "Look. Mama." 
"I'm looking."  He assures a smile never leaves his face. Her laughter rides the wind. The light in her eyes now, a rare sight over the long periods of the pain she had been forced to endure, "Ya!" Y/N barks, the horse going from a trot to a gallop around the pin. The golden glow of the sun, and the wind in her hair, which had grown to a striking pixie cut, framed her face nicely. Pulling the reins and the horse to a stop, looking towards her cheerleaders with a proud smile. 
~•~
Back at the car, the sun had gone down, leaving the starry night and moon as their companions on their journey home. 
Sarah was soundly asleep in her car seat. Watching silently through the rearview mirror. His gentle touch as he strapped her in, gracing his thumb over her cheek, closed the door, and he slipped into the driver's seat. 
After a few moments of silence, his eyes caught hers. "What?" Joel asks, clicking his seatbelt and meeting her eyes. 
"Nothin'." She shakes her head, looking ahead. 
"Something on my face?" He asks dusting and wiping his face looking into the rearview mirror. 
Y/N leans over, placing a tender kiss on his cheek. "Now there is." She snickers, tapping her cheek where she left her lipstick mark.
Series chapter order:
Mrs. Miller
Mrs. Miller: Chapter 2
Mrs. Miller: Chapter 3
Mrs. Miller: Chapter 4
Mrs. Miller: Chapter 5
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there's one person creating character rigs in blender who I owe my life to - despite still not knowing how to wrestle blender
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Blush Blush Incorrect Quotes
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Eli: You saved me. I owe you my life. Y/N: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.
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Y/N: Do you have any skeletons in your closet?
Cole: You mean literally or figuratively?
Y/N: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...
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*Anon and Volks sitting in jail together*
Volks: So who should we call?
Anon: I’d call Y/N, but I feel safer in jail
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Y/N: Hey, you want some leftovers? Kelby: What's that? Y/N: You've never had leftovers??? Kelby: No, because I'm not a quitter.
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Scale: I’m going to take you out Y/N: great, it’s a date! Scale: I meant that as a threat. Y/N: See you at five!
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Y/N: Whaddya call a fish with no eye? William, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons Y/N: Y/N: fsh
Y/N: I’m kind of crushing on someone, but I’m worried about telling you who it is, because you’re not going to like it
Nimh: Just rip the bandage off.
Y/N: It’s Anon.
Nimh: Put the bandage back on.
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Y/N: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys.
Eli: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap!
Cole: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!!
Myx: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting.
Y/N: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.
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Cole: Go to Hell
Poe, tearing up: I wish I could
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Y/N: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.
Kelby, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
(He has literally done something like this in game)
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Y/N: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.
Garret: You and me!!!
Y/N, tearing up: Okay.
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(If Cole had a gun)
Cole: Okay. I get it. You've had a really hard time lately, you're stressed out, seven people died-
Y/N: Twelve, actually.
Cole: Not the point. Look, they're dead now and really whose fault is that?
Y/N: Yours!
Cole: That's right: no one's.
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Volks: Okay, I’m going to get the wedding cake.
Y/N: Perfect, while you do that I’ll check on the ring bear.
Volks: ...
Volks: You mean ring bearER, right?
Y/N: ...
Volks: Look me in the eyes and tell me you are not going to bring a dangerous wild animal to our wedding.
(Y/N invited Bearverly lol)
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Listened to new albums because yesterday was packed and:
Glass beach - plastic death: had extremely high expectations for this album from their phenomenal previous album and the singles they dropped and was NOT disappointed. Required listening. Queer post-emo that incorporates jazz and sludge and pop and whatever the fuck else they feel like tossing into the blender at the time. Production is perfect, the songs are exactly as long as they need to be and flow into one another perfectly, very dreamy and surreal and catchy, some of the best bass lines in recent memory. While the CIA and Rare Animal, the singles, are still 2 of my favorites, I’m so glad the entire album reaches that level of quality, with Coalacenth and Commatose being other highlights. This is an album you don’t want to listen to in bits and pieces, you need to listen from start to finish and let it wash over you.
Green Day - saviors: I haven’t listened to a Green Day album start to finish since 21st century breakdown but made an exception because the singles were so fun. The first half of the album genuinely had me believing Green Day still have it in them, very bouncy and what I imagine American idiot might sound like if you removed all the theatrics and rock opera elements. The second half of the album wasn’t as good, but it wasn’t as bad, it just lost a lot of steam, felt like it was missing something. Father to a Son is their only sappy ballad on this album, and it’s not bad but don’t expect a wake me up when September ends or restless heart syndrome here. I wish they didn’t front-load the album with all the singles. Still, it’s their best album in over a decade and recommended for anyone who has an interest in the band, turns out they got some life in them yet.
Neck deep - self-titled: was cautiously optimistic for this, neck deep’s life’s not out to get you got me through a really hard time in my life nearly 10 years ago so even though each album since was more disappointing I felt I owed them a listen in the hopes I could get some more of that energy back. What we have here sadly isn’t anything special, just another pop punk album with big choruses and tracks that aren’t too distinct from one another. They haven’t abandoned any of the mild political themes they dipped their toes into in the past but there’s something about saying we need more punks and we need more bricks in a song that’s 90% pop and 10% punk that is very incongruent. It’s not a bad listen, nothing is atrocious, but it feels very safe and is their poppiest record yet. I miss the bit of grit they had that made them stand out a bit more, and the lyrics just don’t feel as heartfelt. In general 2020’s pop punk is very much not for me, this new direction is not something I want to be part of, I blame machine gun Kelly.
Next week, we have new albums on the punk end of the spectrum with alkaline trio, and on the metal end, we have releases from cognizance and dissimulator (featuring the drummer from beyond creation and formerly first fragment).
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Leshy for the ask game?
HELL YEAH I got requests for all four Scrybes let’s go.
Favorite thing about them: I absolutely love his character as a whole. He’s a villain (and remains that way for most—if not all—of the game) but he’s still so likable just because everyone can see his genuine passion for the game he’s created. Everything he did, everything he created, every puzzle box and squeaking floorboard and hidden secret was all for the player. Inscryption the game loves the player so much—it loves them enough to trawl through the blight it’s built upon just to have even the slightest chance of looking them in the eyes and Leshy is such a good representation of that theme.
Least favorite thing about them: Again not going to say anything related to torturing the other Scrybes (even if he thought that they would eventually come around and see that it was an honor). Instead I’ll say I wish he had a full 3D model. I know it’s because he’s too damn tall but all of the other Scrybes have one (including Grimora, who is nearly the same height and has to clip through the floor to fit in that scene) but I would love to actually know what his legs look like instead of speculating based on the unclear 2D sprite. Granted I’d probably draw him with hooves anyway because it’s fun but still I’d love if he had a full body that I could import into blender to just rotate around for fun.
Favorite line: I’m not going to pick any bits from the finale because every single one of those lines hit hard, instead I’ll pick this segment
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brOTP: I already talked about Leshy and Kaycee on the Kaycee post and I’m going to try and not repeat myself too much here. So instead I’ll say I like the relationship Leshy has with his subordinates just because it’s so different from the other Scrybes’ interactions with their own underlings. Magnificus and P03’s underlings both revere their Scrybe above all else, Grimora’s all live under the same roof and are therefore likely pretty close with her, but Leshy? All of his woodsmen seem like they were just… people who lived in his forest who he decided to converse with. They’re loyal to him, sure—everyone but the Woodcarver (who isn’t one of his underlings) is 100% okay with him using their visage and controlling them for the boss fights—but in a very different way. Loyal in a way of “I live in the forest with you and the forest decided to extend a hand to me in return” rather than loyal in a “put me in the torture chamber, boss!” way. I don’t know it’s just like they’re casual friends with any reverence (or lack thereof, in the Woodcarver’s case) formed organically rather than vehemently feeling like they owe anything, intentionally or not.
OTP: Trying not to repeat myself too much so I WON’T put all four Scrybes as the world’s worst polycule here. I’m pretty sure everyone here already knows that’s my #1 favorite Inscryption ship (and probably the only one tbh because I’m not really into shipping). Instead I’ll talk about Leshy and the other three Scrybes individually (keeping it short because otherwise, like usual, we’d be here a while)
Leshy x Grimora: Classic life and death motif combo. You can’t really go wrong here. Plus, if you go by sheer quantity (and quality imo) in act 1, Insect cards are by far the most abundant, implying they may be Leshy’s favorites (plus the insect that crawls across the table that Leshy occasionally stops to observe). So making Grimora into an insect card seems to show a certain level of fondness—or respect, at very least. We already know from canon that a combined blood/bones system works very well, as do beast and death cards in act 2. Plus the mental image of Grimora bringing back animals that Leshy had gotten particularly attached to by lovingly carving their epitaphs and watching as the now-skeletal rat excitedly greets his friend again is cute.
Leshy x Magnificus: This one is a little bit funny to me just because they have no hybrid cards together and Leshy goes out of his way to gouge Magnificus’s eye out. So needless to say the divorce was messy. But in a pre-old_data sense, their dynamic would probably center around their mutual love of creation. Though their own preferences clash, they’re both huge fans of having a single unified aesthetic. They don’t want each other’s card systems near the other, but the storycrafting would be fantastic. Similarly, I don’t think a magic/blood campaign would work very well without a ton of shoehorning (it would have to be something similar to the red hart wherein the # of sacrifices made that turn power up a ruby mox card) but the visuals would be nice.
Leshy x P03: This one is equally funny to me because they’re opposites in every way possible and yet they really have a lot more in common than either of them would appreciate in canon proper. I’m personally a fan of the “overgrown technology” type aesthetic (see: co-op) so from that level I can appreciate it, but also the level of hilarity that these two would bring is incredible. Learning about the semi-canonical divorce between the robot and the forest deity was a punch in the face, but the semi-canonical marriage that it implies? The two of them going in dates in either the middle of the woods (wherein P03 complains the whole time until it spots a bird mimicking the whirring of its fans) or at the factory (wherein Leshy spends the whole time asking if they can go down to the shore because he’d love to capture that thing he swore he saw poke its head out above the waves). It would be a disaster and yet the fact that they made it work speaks volumes. I’ve already talked about a blood-energy system with co-op so I’ll skip over that part but yeah I like these two.
So anyway the four of them together are a lethal combo needless to say. It doesn’t work and yet it does and then the moment it starts to work they realize they can play god and then start fistfighting each other about it. So that’s fun.
nOTP: Again, not a fan of Leshy and Kaycee in a romantic context.
Random headcanon: I didn’t get to show it in my last drawing of him (partially because it got covered up with fur) but he has tarsal spurs on the back of his leg like an insect would. What these are used for? Good question… Seeing as in insects they’re usually on the forelegs for digging or cleaning, they’re probably just vestigial on Leshy.
Unpopular opinion: Act 1 isn’t my favorite. It’s good, for sure, but I hate when people reduce Inscryption to just act 1 and then ignore the rest of the game. Maybe that’s just because I’ve been drawing art for this game and picking apart the lore for around a year now but the other acts deserve more of a spotlight too.
Song I associate with them: Can I put Lord Huron’s entire Strange Trails album here? I won’t, I’ll narrow it down to Meet Me in the Woods (though you should listen to the whole album if you want a whole album of Leshy songs. Just saying). Other than that, Dear Dictator by Saint Motel and Solar Waltz by Cosmo Sheldrake are both pretty good options.
As a bonus, I’ll put Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce—the song he references in the Finale as he plays his last game.
Favorite picture of them: It only appears for a couple of seconds but I really like his “Deathcard”
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TWST Incorrect quotes except it's my adult OC
Sam: Do you have any skeletons in your closet? Daksha: You mean literally or figuratively? Sam: Honestly, the fact that I have to specify...
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Divus : You saved me. I owe you my life. Daksha: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.
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Daksha: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works. Vargas, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
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Daksha: Here's some advice Trein: I didn't ask for any Daksha: Too bad. I'm stuck here with my thoughts and you're the only one who talks to me
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Daksha: I turned out perfectly fine! Crowley: Daksha, this morning you thought a ghost made your toast Daksha: I DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN! YOU DIDN’T PUT THE BREAD IN!!!
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Bonus with @evilcokito 's OC
Sandra: Did it hurt when you fell- Daksha : From heaven? Wow, I didn’t think you were such a flirt- Sandra: No, I meant when you fell down the stairs. Daksha : ... Sandra: You just laid there for 15 minutes.
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rebeccas-tavern · 1 year
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Ai generated quotes with characters
Overlord: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Rebecca's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get her out…
Overlord: God, give me patience.
Rebecca: I think you mean 'give me strength'.
Overlord: If God gave me strength, you'd be dead.
Overlord: You often use humor to deflect trauma
Rebecca: Thank you
Overlord: I didn't say that was a good thing
Rebecca: What I'm hearing is, you think I'm funny
Ray: Why is Cryptor so sad?
Overlord: They took one of those “Which Character Are You?” quizzes
Ray: And...?
Overlord: They got Rebecca.
Cop: You’re receiving a ticket for having three people on one motorcycle.
Ray: Shit.
Cryptor: Wait, three?
Cop: Yeah?
Overlord: OH MY GOD REBECCA FELL OFF
Ray: *Gently taps table*
Cryptor: *Taps back*
Overlord: What are they doing?
Rebecca: Morse code.
Ray: *Aggressively taps table*
Cryptor: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-
Ray: Yo is Rebecca sleeping or dead?
Cryptor: Hopefully dead, I hated their guts.
Overlord: Yeah, so did I.
Rebecca: Okay first of all, fuck you-
Overlord: Why are Ray and Cryptor sitting with their backs to each other?
Rebecca: They had a fight.
Overlord: Then why are they holding hands?
Rebecca: They get sad when they fight
Ray: You're a loose cannon, Cryptor.
Cryptor: No, I'm not. I'm a cannon maybe, but a loose cannon? Is that what you think of me?
Rebecca: I think you play by your own rules.
Overlord: No way, they think rules were made to be broken.
Ray: Those are all attributes of a loose cannon.
Cryptor: No, I'm just a reckless renegade. Mechanic is a loose cannon.
Mechanic: *smashes a chair*
Ray: Poison is a magic transmutation potion that turns people into corpses.
Cryptor: This knife is actually a magic wand.
Rebecca: Meet me in the Denny’s parking lot for a wizard duel.
Overlord: *cocks gun* Magic missile.
Mechanic: What the fuck is wrong with you people
Ray: Bye Cryptor! Bye Rebecca! Bye Overlord! Bye Mechanic! Bye Cryptor!
Rebecca: You said ‘bye Cryptor’ twice.
Ray: I like Cryptor.
Ray: We’ve been conducting an ongoing study to see what Rebecca will and will not eat.
Cryptor: Grass? Yes!
Ray: Moss? Yes!!
Cryptor: Leaves? Ohh, yes!
Ray: Shoelaces? Strange but true!
Cryptor: Worms? Sometimes!
Ray: Rocks? Usually nah.
Cryptor: Twigs? Usually!
Ray: Mechanic's cooking? Inconclusive!
Overlord: How did you… test this?
Ray: You just hand them stuff and say ‘eat this’ and if they eat it, they eat it.
Overlord: ... I don’t know how to feel about this.
Mechanic: IS THAT WHERE ALL MY SPARE SHOELACES WENT?
Ray: In your opinion, what’s the height of stupidity?
Mechanic: *turning to Cryptor* How tall are you?
Ray: Do you ever want to talk about your emotions, Mechanic?
Mechanic: … No.
Cryptor: I do!
Ray: I know, Cryptor.
Cryptor: I’m sad!
Ray: I know, Cryptor.
Ray: You have to apologize to Mechanic
Cryptor: Fine.
Cryptor: 'Unfuck you' or whatever.
Ray: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon.
Mechanic, not looking up from their book: Spear.
Ray: BLOCKED.
Ray: Must be hard not being able to laugh
Mechanic: I do have a sense of humor you know
Ray: I’ve never heard you laugh before
Mechanic: I’ve never heard you say anything funny
Ray: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works.
Mechanic, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
Ray: You saved me. I owe you my life.
Mechanic: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.
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Damn I just love my friends
I don't have many friends. But I love them. And I find it hard to tell them that so I'll just make a silly tumblr post about it.
I love the one who lives kinda far away and she talks waaay too loud but is always there to listen to me when I need to be listened to. She reminds me how valuable it is to try to be a better person each day.
I love the one who's leaving for college but is one of the funniest people I know. She reminds me to appreciate the small things in life, and that it's okay to take pride in your obsessions (*cough cough* Six of Crows, Young Royals, Call Me By Your Name Movie, etc) and that I'm not as crazy as I sometimes think.
I love the one who we constantly tease over having a late birthday, but she is so hardworking and puts her heart into everything she does. She has a lot going on at home but never fails to make anyone laugh or see the glass as half-full. She reminds me that you don't always have to take life seriously. Sometimes shit is just funny.
I love the one that seems quiet on the outside, but once you get to know her is so genuine and funny I'm jealous sometimes. I never fail to feel completely safe around her, a quality not many people possess. My dog also adores her so she automatically passed the vibe check.
I love the other one who is going off to college. She's pretty quiet, always under the guise of "I'm Tired," but one can still tell how much she cares from her actions. She fought to be able to induct me into this stupid theater thing at school, and her speech was one of the sweetest things someone has ever said about me. She came to the US as a young teenager and she reminds me every day that you don't have to be remarkable to be happy. I know that sounds like such a backhanded compliment and I don't mean it that way at all - but she helps remind me not to beat myself up for my failures because I owe nobody perfection. I don't know if that makes any sense, but I love her.
And my best friends.
One of them, whom I love, is the definition of a nerd. His whole family is made up of nerds, honestly, but it's one of the few places I feel completely safe. This guy puts his whole soul into things he absolutely does not need to, but he does it anyway because he enjoys devoting himself to everything he does. He caught covid last year and what did he do? He learned every single flag of every country on the planet, is what he did. He isn't perfect at it, but I have yet to find a flag he doesn't know. He learned Blender on his own, and has made really cool things with it. He creates, constantly. He is the only teenager I have ever heard of that actually enjoys shakespeare, and he is not shy about it. He could talk about any of his plays for days, and probably recite more than a couple monologues. He volunteers at the classical play theater in our area because he enjoys it. Honestly, I can't tell you the last time I gave him a proper hug, but I should, because I love him so much. So incredibly much. I hope we stay friends for many many many years.
And I love his twin sister. And calling her his twin sister really doesn't do her justice, because she's her own incredible person aside from her incredible brother. If he's the nerd of the family, she's the artist. She draws these incredible photorealistic pencil drawings, but can also paint like there's no tomorrow, but my favorite things are her sculptures. She made this house out of cardboard, painted it, gave it texture, cut out individual shingles for it, and made a dragon to go on top of it, Lord of the Rings style. The house even has a "stained glass" window and electricity. She spent hours upon hours laboring over this simply because she could. She decided her freshman year that she would begin pole vaulting, and now is damn good at it. Her buildings are always the best-looking on our collective minecraft server. She's a drummer and actually a really good actor although she's a techie at heart. And maybe I like her a little more and a little differently than I would ever admit to her, but that's okay. I value her friendship more than I do some silly feelings which will hopefully pass one day, because I love her so incredibly much, and with her, too, I hope to stay friends for many many many years.
I know not many people are actually going to read this and that's really not the point. I feel a little better just knowing my love for them is out into the world. I am trying to be a warmer, more genuine person. This is just one step closer to telling them just how much I love them. Because I love all of them very much.
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just-raven-xo · 1 year
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Incorrect Cannibal Sweetheart Quotes!
MC and Casanova:
Casanova: So, mi vida, what’s for dinner? 
MC, staring at the food they just burnt: Regret.
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MC: You know, I'm starting to regret showing you how that blender works. 
Casanova, drinking toast: Why do you say that?
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Casanova: I actually have a black belt.
MC: In what, karate?
Casanova: No, from Gucci.
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MC: Jail is no fun. I’ll tell you that much. 
Casanova: Oh, you’ve been? 
MC: Once. In Monopoly.
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Casanova: I can explain.
MC: Can you?
Casanova: If you give me thirty seconds to think of a lie.
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MC, tending to Casanova's wounds: How would you rate your pain? 
Casanova: Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.
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Casanova: So are we flirting right now?
MC: I’m literally stabbing you???
Casanova: That doesn’t answer my question
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Casanova: *Gets down on one knee*
MC: Oh my god, it’s finally happening.
Casanova: *Falls over*
MC: The poison is kicking in.
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MC: What the fuck is wrong with you?! 
Casanova: Wow, you could start with a 'good morning'. 
MC: Good morning. What the fuck is wrong with you?!
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MC, watching the news: Someone tried to fight a squid at the beach today! 
Casanova: *walks in covered with ink* Well, maybe the squid was being a dick.
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Casanova: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.
MC: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
Casanova: Absolutely not.
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MC: In light of what you did for me, you can hug me for four to five seconds.
Casanova: FORTY FIVE SECONDS?!?
MC: No! Four to five seconds!
Casanova:Too late!!!
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MC: Casanova, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power!
Casanova: Well of course I have.
Casanova: Have you ever tried going mad without power?
Casanova: It's boring.
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Casanova, standing with their back turned: I’ve been expecting you, MC.
MC: How did you do that without turning around?
Casanova: ... To be perfectly honest, the first couple of people I did that to were not you.
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Casanova: *Accidentally hits MC in the face*
Casanova: *Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'*
Casanova: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?!
MC: What’s wrong with you?!
MC and Cyanide:
Cyanide: Is something burning?
MC: Just my love for you.
Cyanide: MC, the toaster is on fire.
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MC: Fuck.
Cyanide: We've got to work on your cursing.
MC: Why? I'm pretty good at cursing already.
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Cyanide, tending to MC's wounds: How would you rate your pain? 
MC Zero stars. Would NOT recommend.
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Cyanide, talking to MC on the phone: Did you preheat the oven like I told you to?
MC: You bet!
Cyanide: At what temperature?
MC: 535.
Cyanide: That's the clock.
MC:
Cyanide:
MC: 536.
MC and Ketamine:
MC: You saved me. I owe you my life.
Ketamine: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.
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*Ketamine and MC skipping stones on lake*
MC: It’s such a beautiful evening.
Ketamine, whispering: Take that you fucking lake
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MC: Whaddya call a fish with no eye?
Ketamine, not looking up: Myxine Circifrons
MC:
MC: fsh
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MC: Date someone who will drag you outside at 3am to look at the stars.
Ketamine: If anyone, and I mean anyone, wakes me up at 3am to go look at the damn sky they will be removed indefinitely from my life and this world.
MC and Pestilence:
Pestilence: If there's going to be a big dramatic scene, wait until I get back.
MC: Of course. I can't flip this table by myself.
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MC: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I'll wait.
Pestilence: You and me!!!
MC, tearing up: Okay.
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MC: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail
Pestilence: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police
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MC: This is a mistake 
Pestilence, enthusiastically: A mistake we're going to laugh about one day! 
MC: But not today 
Pestilence, still enthusiastic: Oh, no. Today's going to be a mess!
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Pestilence: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you.
MC: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule.
Pestilence: Absolutely not.
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MC: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are.
Pestilence: It’s not a joke.
Pestilence: *sniffles*
Pestilence: I’m a legit snack.
Casanova and Ketamine:
Ketamine: I’m going to take you out 
Casanova: Great, it’s a date! 
Ketamine: I meant that as a threat. 
Casanova: See you at five!
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Casanova: What if the 'g' in 'gif' is silent? 
Ketamine: Go the fuck to sleep 
Casanova: What gif I don't want to? 
Ketamine: Fuck You
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Casanova: I'm incredibly fast at math.
Ketamine: Alright, what's 30x17?
Casanova: 47
Ketamine: That's not even close.
Casanova: But it was fast.
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Ketamine: *Walking in to a room* Sorry I’m late... I was doing… things. 
*Sounds of running footsteps progressively getting louder* 
Casanova: *Out of breath* HE PUSHED ME DOWN THE FUCKIN’ STAIRS.
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Casanova: Oh just so you know, it's very muggy outside
Ketamine:
Ketamine: Casanova, I swear, if I step outside and all of our mugs are on the front lawn...
Casanova: *Sips coffee from bowl*
Bonus Miko and Cassio:
Miko: Person B and I have the kind of easy chemistry where we finish each other's- 
Person B: Sentences. 
Miko: Don't interrupt me.
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