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maplecourtesy · 3 years

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TAZ:G NOTES, EPISODE 38

god okay. it’s finale time. this ones a long one im both very scared and very excited. the setup they did in the last episode was SO cool i’m very hyped for this

OKAY OKAY WE ARE STARTING.

and going STRAIGHT into a boss battle with CHAOS BUILD CHARACTERS this is so sick

[most of the content under the cut, because spoilers!!]

CAN I JUST SAY, THE USE OF THE WORD HERO IN THE EPISODE DESCRIPTION VS TRAVIS’ EXPOSITION BEFORE THE BATTLE. “we need some heroes.” vs “at some point in the past this might have been a job for a hero. but not now, not anymore.” i love that. so much. ive said it before and ill say it again one of the sexiest parts of grad is the way they redefined heroes and villains.

oh right holy shit chaos and order shouldn’t have been able to exist together,, chaos and order are at such ends now that theyve completely split,, chaos no longer relies on order thats so sexy

RELEASE THE KRAKEN VERY POGGERS ACTION NAME they r so cool and powerful i love them

IMAGINE taking 20 damage from fitzroy just being in ur VICINITY

oh i forgot about gray he and althea are there right

BIG SNIPPERS??!??!!?!? BIG SNIPPERS. MY BABY BOY I LOVE HIM.

im so tired of order can they do something cool instead of blinding the one pc who’s not even gotten a turn yet

FUCK SHIT UP ARGO awesome thats 66 damage good for him he is JUST like loki

hey this ethereal music kinda vibes

everyone is kittens. hm.

ENJOY THESE MEOW-TEORS meow

i am very happy about all the meowing but also i think its very funny that justin said hes gonna dislike any firbolg art he sees

FURBOLG

fitzroy kitty cat rage…. what are we even doing here whats going on

i wish that grays first epic move wasnt as a kitten but i can work with this

FITZROY GIVES GRAY HIS MAUL??? i think this is the peak of the sibling dynamic between them. bickering and complaining but cooperating when it really matters

GOD. how are we having every fucking cartoon trope in one battle. u guys know in cartoons when they like get put through some beam and u see into different universes or whatever and theyre cats and they have a body swap and maybe theres a sock puppets one. this is that.

GRIFFIN FIRBOLG IMPRESSION

maplekeeners stay winning

argo does a sexy graceful reverse dive but he also looks like fitzroy so thats fitzroy. good.

NOW THEYRE THE REAL GUYS. i hate this

cannot believe im listening to justin mcelroy roleplay justin mcelroy sending meteors at a horde of hellhounds

GRIFFIN MCELROY PUSHES GRAY THE DEMON PRINCE TO THE GROUND SAYS SOME COOL MOVIE LINE AND CASTS THE BIGGEST THUNDERWAVE EVER.

SNIPPERS KAIJU

THIS IS THE SOCK PUPPET AND THE DIFFERENT ANIMATION STYLE BIT OF THE CARTOON TROPES.

fuck off travis give me animated taz

i do like this music a lot its got video game vibes

DIFFERENT CLINT MCELROY??? disgraced dj clint mcelroy x janitor clint mcelroy fanfic /j please dont

AUDIENCE??? thats me im the ones cheering

THUNDERMAN LOVE LANGUAGE IS HANDS ON SHOULDERS. and now they are both clouds of gas

fuck that is so cool fitzroy is the coolest hes just shooting lightning out of his hands and its his cool lightning illuminating him. THATS a painting

AW WHAT. HEYYY WHAT ORDER STOP IT IT WAS GETTING GOOOOD.

chaos i like u so much. i’m a chaos sympathist and apologist now i adore them

mission imp-hospital <3

oh my god what the hell i just got chills i love this so much,, everyones a hero,,, this fucks .,, theyve destroyed capitalism and systemic injustice i love them very much

A BALANCE HAS SHIFTED.. THE WORLD HAS TURNED TO CHAOS.

i am so enamored with how travis described that this makes me so happy

order i hope u die powerless and fearful

THEYRE SINGING THE THUNDERMEN SONG. GOD I LOVE THEM…

it would be very sexy if they did just cut to black i wouldnt be mad.

CHAOS E N D ORDER. PLEASE. U DESERVE THIS CHAOS.

GO TO HELL. INCREDIBLE. FUCK THATS SO GOOD good firbolg lines today as always.

FIRBOLG IS GRAYS FAVORITE?!?!?

chaos i love u very much. i think they deserve to have whatever they want ever

FITZROY LETTING HIM KEEP HIS MAUL,,

obsessed with gray calling fitzroy his best friend right after saying the firbolg was his favorite and then ending their last conversation ever by telling argo he’s his son.

althea and barb r girlfriends <3

literally what happened to rainer btw where is she

leon and buckminster r boyfriends <3

OH RAINER HI THERE SHE IS

thunderman llc doesn’t have time for labels

OH THE MUSIC… THIS BRINGS ME BACK

i like it very much that during taz graduation, instead of graduating, they became anarcho-anticapitalists and took down the entire school system.

WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN 5 YEARS. we’re doing a timeskip ending…

btw where did the fucking time travel fit into this i’m still confused about that.

okay but do they not sail away on a ship together. on argo’s new ship.

he’s just… fitzroy maplecourt now!!! wow…. that character arc is so near and dear to my heart. from forcing people to call him by his full name and his full title to relieving himself of the titles completely.. guys i love fitzroy

FITZROY BOYCLOAKS MAGAZINE COVER PAGE 8 ISSUES IN A ROW AND HES STARTED A WOODLAND CREATURE FASHION LINE AND HES RICH. he helps out his parents too that’s so sweet.. And he’s got a beard.

JUST PLAIN OLD FITZROY<3333333333 ouhgh,,, this is so cute… he’s getting closure. and he gets to give a cool speech…. about anarchism………. and going to fucking Law School. oh that’s very good..

does. the firbolg settle down. ill fucking lose it. DOES THE FIRBOLG FUCK THE TINY GARY. I CAN’T DO THIS I COULDN’T DO THIS. THIS IS THE FUCKING WORST PLEASE DON’T. does the firbolg BECOME a gary!?!?!?!?!? what the fuck is happening i’m so confused please stop. can we just go back to having the thundermen be friends so the firbolg isn’t lonely. please. i’m going fucking insane this can’t be how the firbolg ends i can’t fucking do this i can’t call him gary. his name can’t be gary. NotLikeThis.

IS THIS A GARY COMMERCIAL. I HATE THIS

OKAY ARGO TIME PLEASE HAVE A GOOD ONE ARGO PLEASE.

argo on the firboat!!! what will he do!!!

A CRUISE SHIP YES. FUCK YES OKAY I CAN WORK WITH THIS. what the fuck does he mean by the firbolg experience. why is there a theme song oh god oh no.

i’m in hell order’s gone to hell and taken me with them. how did he fucking come up with this. AND he ends with the thunderman llc. good.

OH THEY’RE ALL ON THE CRUISE SHIP… cute i like this

HE COMMANDEERS THE COMMODORES FLEET AND HAS TURNED THEM INTO A CRUISE SHIP LINE

oh,,, fitzroy suggesting they go for one last fight? ;; cute as well.

DON’T JOKE ABOUT GRAD2ATION I WILL CRY. ISN’T THE NEXT ARC SET ON THE SEAS. DON’T JOKE ABOUT THIS

oh ;;;;;w;;;;;;;;; fitzroy………<3 he has grown so much,, no more considering himself above his companions,, he is just fitzroy maplecourt and he loves and misses his pals. and because of this he will get a cruise ship based on him.

YEAHHHHHH FRONT FOR PIRACY. GOOD.

oh my god,, fitzroy becomes a robin hood of the seas.

they all miss each other ;;;; <3

ARE WE GONNA END WITH THE THEME SONG. CHRIST. OKAY.

no this fucking sucks actually. goodbye everyone. it’s been nice.

AWWW THE END MUSIC… wowowowowow they brought it full circle with the soundtrack and ended with laughing and a fun little fitzroy joke. i’m happy with that :]

i’ll miss the thundermen so very much,, i don’t know how excited i am for the next arc it kinda rests on the pcs,, i prefer griffin’s pcs over when he dms but let’s see!!! well pogchamp fun end to perhaps my favorite taz arc!!!!<3333333

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tundrainafrica · 3 years

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This is mostly me daydreaming off of your writing, but for that postcanon/domestic au thing you have, i always have a soft spot for it because while domestic AUs are nice, I’ve never read one that captured my feelings towards relationship dynamics and parenthood. I often read books/fics where the maternal parent (usually the mom) is the one who is emotionally attached to motherhood and kids. I’ve read so many stories where a mom will just abandon her personal goals for raising her kids, or starts out not wanting kids but the moment they’re born she does a 180. These stories are nice and I appreciate them, but i also dislike how 90% of the time this seems like the only possible outcome. The other 10% is used to show that a woman not being emotional about kids/motherhood = bad human being. I remember seeing a detective show where the bad guy was this woman who was stealing babies of homeless people and the “connection” for how she could do that was that she was cold tempered and gave up her own kid for adoption because she didn’t want to have kids. So like it’s full emotional motherhood or terrible parent, no in between. When i read your domestic AU i dont get that feeling all. Not only are L/H dynamics different to the stereotypical relationship dynamics but the way you portray their parenting makes me feel like my views are valid and that im not a bad person. When i tell people that im not cut out for parenthood, that im too selfish to put a baby before my work, people don’t believe me. They tell me I’ll change my mind once i have one of my own. The fact that most media supports this mindset makes me feel like im a bad person for feeling different. So seeing a hange who isn’t aware that she’s pregnant cause she’s so busy with her work, seeing one who struggles to be a provider when levi gets hurt is so refreshing man. I can’t really thank you enough for writing types these fics. In your recent one with the bad words, there was one line that stayed with me, something like “do you want me to make dinner/ no, i want you to spend time with Luke”. It’s probably just a throwaway dialogue line connecting the bigger themes you have, but for me that line meant a lot and i started to imagine scenarios where hange struggles to accept being a parent, struggles to connect emotionally to a being that not only can’t fully understand her but also doesn’t have patience to listen to her, shows affection through education over cuddling and such, etc. Babies can be a fun “science project”, but they’re not sitting patiently in a lab waiting for the scientist to figure them out, they’re bawling at 3 am for the 10th night in a row. I am sort of self projecting here, but it’s just nice to see something different for once. Lol, sorry for making this long, its hard to phrase things sometimes.

ANON. PLEASE do not feel bad about writing long stuff. You made me so happy reading this. I write to process emotions, experiences and to see that people feel the same way or are able to take home things from my writing makes me so happy.

I'm gonna be completely honest. I didn't grow up with the most hands on mother or actually the most hands on parents in general so like 'Hange' parents were the type of parents I grew up with and 'Levi' parents are kinda the wish fulfillment for me, or the parents which I didn't have but when I stay in people's houses, when I watch my cousins, siblings or even my friends parent, those are the type of parenting methods I swoon over.

My parents were the type of people who birthed us and just went straight to work after. Like 'what is a maternal leave/paternal leave' levels of dedicated to their work.

Most people would probably think my parents weren't caring or a lot of people tend to treat that as 'bad.' I see the other way around too where when people choose to stay at home and raise kids and other people say 'don't you wanna have a life' like choosing to dedicating your life to kids is also a bad thing lmao.

Regardless of what you do, there will be people who criticize parenting methods anyway lmao. Like yeah, my parents were major workaholics, not very hands on but I think as kids, we all turned out fine.

I mean my parents weren't horrible people either. They are very reasonable people. They approach all conflict calmly. They rarely cry, get mad. And when something bad happens, they sit down and just discuss it and how to solve it calmly lmao. And they were amazing providers.

So like, I never actually saw the 'Hange' parenting or even the 'Levi' parenting thing which I write out as a bad thing?? Parenting is parenting? Parents are constantly trying to raise their 'mini mes' while trying to have a life at the same time.

As long as the parents aren't completely assholes and they do shit within reason and they try to learn from their mistakes, I don't think parents can be considered 'bad?'

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anythingandeverything1d · 4 years

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Moved On

“Oh yeah. You’ve already met him and Im going to need my gi- my friend to help me stay calm because I know I’m not going to like him. So get dressed because you can't wear my clothes to her house.” He smirked and added, “even though you definitely pull off the look.” You rolled your eyes and groaned knowing very well you needed to go and help him through the evening for Gemma’s sake. He laughed knowing he won the argument. “I kind of like the friend card.”

You didnt say anything just took off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Friends? Really? Is that all we are? Do friends do that? What even was that? Why did I even let that happen? Questions flooded through your mind as you were fixing your hair. You had thrown on a pair of leggings and a hoodie, the hoodie Harry had given you because he accidentally shrunk it in the laundry and it no longer fit him. Harry had thrown on a t-shirt and found his pants but he was sitting on the edge of your bed thoughtfully watching you. “What?” you asked turning around to face him.

“Nothing...” he mumbled standing up. Harry had decided to gain an attitude on the way to Gemma’s and you were not a fan of it.

The two of you walked up to Gemma’s door. You were standing slightly behind Harry, your heart racing fast. You were nervous and on top of that you were worried about what Gemma and Mical would think of you being there with Harry and not Tom. Would they be able to tell what just went on with Harry? Would they care? Would they figure it out and tell Tom? What would Tom say? Questions were overtaking your mind and Harry was looking at you concerned. “Sorry...did you say something?” you mumbled looking at back at him.

“I asked if you were ready...” Harry looked at the door and you nodded. He slowly knocked and Gemma answered the door almost immediately.

“Harry tell me how it takes you so long to get here. I called over 30 minutes ago...(y/n) lives 5 minutes away..there is absolutely no excuse.”

“I do have an excuse actually. (y/n) was the one taking forever to get ready.” Gemma looked at you, realizing you were actually there with him.

She smiled and pulled you into a hug. “(y/n)! I’m so glad you're here! Is Tom here too?”

“N-” you were about to answer but Harry cut you off with an eye roll.

“No, why would he be here?”

“Well they are dating...I assumed he would be here too.” Harry shot you a look. You hadn't really had that conversation with him yet and you could tell he was now pissed hearing it from Gemma instead.

“Well he’s not here.” Harry pushed past Gemma without another glance at you and made his way into the house. “Where’s this boy at Gemma. I want to get this over with.”

Gemma looked at you confused and you sighed walking in behind her. “He went to pick up a pizza for everyone..he should be back soon.”

“So then why were you on my ass about being late. He’s not even here”

“Well had you been here 25 minutes ago he would have been.”

“Well I wasnt here then and he's not here now there shouldn't be any judgement on my arrival time if you expect me to-”

“Harry can I talk to you for a minute?” you interuppted not giving him a chance to answer. You pulled his arm and dragged him into the guest bedroom. “What’s the attitude for?”

“Why don't you ask your boyfriend? ” Harry snarled. You took a step back and looked at him. You had no idea what to say. He angrily laughed and turned to walk out.

“I was going to tell you. I-”

“Were you? When? When we were having sex? After? When we got to my sisters house? After you realized you had moved on”

“Okay Harry look- I was going to tell you, it just never came up. I didnt really move on and it’s not like we planned on having sex and Tom only asked me yesterday...I didnt even formally accept-”

“But you were planning on it?”

“Yes.” you squeaked out. He didnt even look just walked out, leaving you alone. Tears threatened at your eyes and you sat on the floor trying to calm yourself. Gemma cautiously walked in and knelt next to you.

“Feels like we've been here before.”

You laughed, shooting snot out of your nose as tears fell down your cheeks. She rubbed your back and you looked over. “I’m sorry I ruined your night.”

“You didn’t, if anyone other than Harry did it was me. I shouldn't have brought up Tom when you and Harry walked in with that look.”

“What look?”

She laughed and wiped a tear, “did you and Harry not have sex before coming here?”

Your face burned red and your mouth dropped. “Wha-”

“(y/n)” she laughed. “Harry was glowing. Literally more confident and happy than I have seen him in months. You were too. I mean you a little less than him but also I’m guessing you were feeling a little torn?”

You nodded and wiped your nose. “I did what Harry did to me...I cheated on Tom and and I didnt even regret it.”

Gemma nodded and smiled, “That’s because your heart has always belonged to Harry. It didnt feel like cheating right? It felt natural like it was supposed to be there.”

You nodded and thought about it. Harry was always the one. You could fake your feelings for Tom all you wanted but it never felt the way being with Harry did. You loved Tom like a brother. Harry was the one you wanted to have kids with. You never really connected the dots until now. You had been so mad at Harry for breaking your trust but you had never stopped loving him. You looked at Gemma. “What do I do?”

“I think the best thing is to let him calm down and then try explaining everything...”

You nodded and sadly smiled. “I’m going to go. I need to talk to Tom about everything anyways and I don't want to be the one ruining your evening while Harry tries to get to know Mical.”

“Sure you don't want to stay for the drama?”

You laughed, “I think I would cause more drama than watching it.”

She smiled, “Something tells me that may be the case right now.” You stood up and took a deep breath.

“Thanks Gem, as always you know just what to say.” You hugged her before walking to the door. You opened it revealing a smiling Mical holding a large pizza.

“(y/n) what a lovely surprise!”

“Hi Mical!” you smiled warmly. Harry who was lounging on the couch had wandered into the door frame and was watching everything unfold.

“Are you leaving already?” Mical asked confused.

“Yeah, uh” you sniffled and gave a small smile. “I was actually on my way out to Tom’s.”

“Ah lovely! Would you care for a slice of pizza first?”

“No- thank you though...I really should be leaving.” you stepped out the door and turned around looking at Gemma. “Thanks Gem.” you said with a nod.

“Anytime love, you know that.” Your eyes caught Harry’s one last time, they burning into yours as Gemma closed the door. You took a deep breath and jumped in the car.

You arrived at Tom’s late. You didnt even know if he was home or awake. You knocked on the door and his roommate opened with a surprised look. “(y/n).”

“Hey, sorry its late is Tom home?”

“Uh yeah come on in, Tom!” he yelled. Tom came walking down the stairs with a smile.

“(y/n)!” he hugged you tightly and smiled. “What are you doing here?”

“I just wanted to talk to you..” you had tears in your eyes and Tom’s expression changed.

“Are you okay?” he asked ushering you to the couch. “Do you want me to make tea?”

“No-no. Thats okay really I’m okay.” you sat down and wiped your eyes. “I uh I just wanted to say- to say I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? What for?”

“Tom, youre so amazing. Youre talented, nice, caring, and not bad to look at either..” you laughed and looked into his eyes. “But-”

“But I’m not Harry Styles.” he finished. You looked surprised. You looked at him and slowly nodded slightly confused. He sighed and looked at you sadly. “I kinda guessed that was coming..you react so much differently to him than to me. I mean tonight when he got here the whole mood shifted. Youre almost like drawn to him. I’ve never seen it before. I wish it was you and I but a part of me knew I could never replace that, and that's okay..”

You were crying now. He was rubbing your back. “I’m sorry Tom. I really do love you its just- its not the same with Harry. I wish you were the one I had these feelings for. It would make everything so much easier.”

“Love is never easy.” he joked.

You nodded and he hugged you tightly. “(y/n) you need to tell Harry how you feel. You need to explain it. You also can tell him if he hurts you again, he will have to deal with me, your neighborhood SpiderMan.”

You laughed. “We can still be friends right?” He grinned and held your hand.

“Of course, we still have to finish the SpiderMan movies.”

You hugged him and stood up. “Thank you. You really are amazing Tom. Youre going to make a girl really happy.”

“I hope so, maybe when I have more time.”

He walked you to the door and kissed your cheek. “Bye Tom.”

“Bye (y/n). Good luck, and tell him how you feel.”

“I will...eventually.” He smiled one more time before closing the door.

You took a deep breath. That went way better than you had expected. You decided to go home. After showering and changing clothes you climbed into bed. You wanted to call Harry, but you didnt want to interrupt his evening with Gemma and Mical. You opened a text to him and attempted a few different things before throwing your phone at the foot of the bed. You decided it was better to let him cool off all together so you turned on Netflix and started watching Outerbanks. Before you knew it you were sucked in, watching almost 3 episodes in a row. You heard a noise downstairs at your door and froze hoping you had locked the door. What if someone was looking to kill you because you had your dads compass... Ridiculous, yes but the thought crossed your mind. Eventually the noise went away but you still grabbed your phone in case you needed to call 911 at some point in the night. You decided you had enough murder mystery for the night and turned off the tv, leaving only the light of your phone in the dark. Harry was still on your mind. You wanted him to not be mad at you for so long. You wanted to tell him everything. You decided against your earlier judgement and texted him. *Are you still mad at me*

You turned off the phone and waited, your heart pounding. Every two seconds you checked for an answer, disappointed there wasnt one. You watched the read receipt come on and got anxious for the response you saw he was typing. But then the text bubbles disappeared. You waited another minute for the text but soon realized he was ignoring you. Your heart dropped into your stomach and you turned off the phone. Clearly he was still mad at you. You had drifted into an uncomfortable sleep, tossing and turning all night.

In the morning you woke up feeling exhausted. You turned and opened your eyes, surprised to find Harry sleeping in the chair across from you. You jumped a little bit and your heart actually felt like it had stopped.”Harry?” you mumbled, sleep still in your voice.

He shifted, opening his eyes and brushing the hair back form his face. He looked at you, his face red.

“What are you doing? How did you-”

“You left your door unlocked.” you could hear the sleep in his voice, it made it 10x deeper. “I needed to see you, to talk to you...but you were sleeping and you looked so sweet I just couldn't wake you.”

“Harry-”

“No, stop.” He stood up and walked over, sitting on the bed next to you. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry for overreacting last night. I’m sorry for taking my frustration out on you. Thats not how a friend treats another friend and we aren't anything more than friends so I had no place to talk.”

“No, Harry.”

“(y/n) just accept my apology. I don't want to lose you...you're a- you're a great friend.” He swallowed and looked at you. You sat up, running your finger over his cheek.

“I love you.” he leaned into your hand and smiled.

“So you still want to be friends?”

“No.” you looked at him and his head fell with a sad expression.

“I understand.” He stood up and began walking you. You realized what he was thinking. You jumped out of bed and ran to him, pulling his wrist towards you.

“Harry. I don't want to be your friend because I want us back.” He stopped, slowly turning to face you.

“You want us back?”

“Yes. I want you and me. I want us to go back to how things were before. I want to love you the way I did before. I want to kiss you whenever I have the chance. I want us to be forever.”

Harry didn't even say anything, he just smiled and kissed you. You reached your arms up around his neck and he lifted you up. Your lips never left his and he grinned whispering, “I love you.”

“I love you.” you kissed him back, drowning in the feeling of his love.

“So Tom?”

“Is out of the picture.”

“And us?”

“We are whatever you want us to be.”

“I want us to get married.” you stopped and looked at him. His green eyes were twinkling.

“What?”

“I want us to get married.”

You smiled and kissed him again. “Okay.” All of your conflicted feelings had disappeared and a feeling of content had replaced them. You knew Harry would always be the one and there was nothing more you wanted than to spend the rest of your life with him. You knew your feelings would never fade. That much had been proved in the last few months.

He smiled, kissing you again. “Okay.”

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The ending to the Cheating Series! Hope you enjoy! xoxo

#one direction #directioners #one direction fanfiction #one direction imagines #Harry Styles #harrystyles #harry styles fanfiction #harry styles imagine #harry styles imagines

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too-much-sunshine · 3 years

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Fangs for the Hospitality

Chapter 3

Summary: After Roman leaves his family reunion mad at Remus, his car breaks down. The huge snow storm forces him into the forest hes always been told to stay away from as a child. Who will he meet? And why are they being so nice? Most importantly, why are his teeth so sharp?

A/N: My self-indulgent magic/vampire fic! Let me know if I need to tag something or you wanna be tagged!

Relationship: Familial DAM, Eventual Roceit, Eventual Intrulogical

Warnings (per chapter): Panic attack, self-deprecation (Roman), and being quite confused (also Roman)

Word Count: 2817

Catch up!: Master list, Chapter 1, Chapter 2

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The door slowly creaked open to reveal a small face with large peering eyes. The child only opened the door enough to see their face, and small hands wrapped around the edge. They seemed to be only 7 or 8 years old. There was so much curiosity in their wide eyes.

“Hello! I’m Patton. Who are you?” The small child asked, still hidden mostly by the door.

“H-h-e-ell-o m-m-my-y n-n-ame iss R-roman. I n-need sssome h-help.” Roman slurred, swaying back and forth in place.

“Patton! Close that door right now!” An older sounding voice yelled from further in the house. Roman thought he also heard some frantic footsteps as well.

This “Patton” turned around, opening the door more, and yelled back into the house.

“But dad! This guy said he needs help! He can't talk right! I wanna help him!!” As Patton said this they opened the door the rest of the way and wrapped their arms around Romans waist.

Roman could no longer comprehend what was going on really. He was quite sure if he stayed standing any longer, he would finally pass out. He couldn't feel anything anymore, which was probably bad. Everything felt like it was slow motion as another face showed up through the door. It seemed like this new person was trying to talk to him but everything sounded like it was underwater.

His vision was definitely getting worse. He tried to blink away the dark ring around what he was seeing, but everything was getting too heavy. He was feeling very, very light headed. With the last of his consciousness he pulled a few words together.

“I-i-im s-s-sor-ry-y.” and everything went black.

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The world came back to Roman very slowly. He felt warm. So, so warm. He was glad he made it home. He vaguely remembered that his car had broken down at one point. The weird part was that he didn't remember how or when he had gotten home. But he did remember being very cold, and now he's not.

With his eyes still closed Roman shuffled around a bit. He was feeling more relaxed in the warmth around him then he remembers feeling in a long time. He let out a contented sigh, burrowing into the blankets around him further. The bed was so soft.

Wait.

He didn't own a bed. He slept on a couch, with a scratchy wool blanket. And last he checked his heater was broken. What was going on?

There was a small chuckle to the left of him that surely did not help his confusion and trepidation. It did help to raise his heart rate though. Slowly Roman opened his eyes to see a dark bedroom. He could see a flicker of light to the right of the bed he was still lying in. It seemed like a lit fireplace, which was adding heat and light to the room.

After blinking around trying to garner his surroundings, Roman realized all he was really looking at was the dark ceiling. He tried to push to sit up in the bed to see around more. But this proved to be much harder than he was originally anticipating. He still felt very weak. What happened?

“I wouldn't suggest that darling, you are still recovering from being frozen solid.” A voice from his left stated, causing Roman to startle back against the bed. He had completely forgotten there was someone else in the room. His breathing and heart started to speed up significantly more, freezing in place. The voice chuckled again.

To say Roman was scared would be a bit of an understatement. He didn't know where he was, how he got here and who was talking to him. Though at the moment he was sure he couldn't speak back anyway.

Finally the owner of the voice from the left came into view. They walked over to peer over Roman on the bed. Roman heart was beating out of his chest as looked back at the person above him. He stayed frozen. He was pretty sure he didn't know who this person was. Which definitely made this situation worse since he was in a house he didn't know, with a person he didn't know.

In the dark room it was quite hard to make out any definite features of them. They looked to be shorter than Roman, and a little leaner too. Which Roman distantly heard a voice that sounded like his mother say that wasn't hard to pull off with his slightly thicker size. This person also had darker hair and a slim face.

They gazed at Roman and searched his face, which Roman was sure just showed his fear. The stranger seemed to have some pity on him as they backed up and finally spoke.

“Well aren't you a pretty little thing? Showed up right at my doorstep.” They said with a smirk.

Roman felt his face grow a bit warmer. This person was just making Roman more and more confused as time went on. He opened his mouth to respond to find he couldn't speak a word. The words got caught in his throat and he couldn’t make a sound. This wasn't the first time this had happened, nor the most inconvenience. But it was still quite embarrassing. Roman tried to speak again but only ended up looking like a fish out of water.

This happened when Roman was too anxious. So much so to where he just shuts down. It happened quite a bit as a child, especially after getting yelled at for a while. Or after he would freak out too much. Remus and him had even learned a bit of sign language to help him during these times. Sadly this still happens actually quite often to the poor stage hand. He was surprised he lasted as long as he did at the party.

The party! That's right he was at a party! Then he...left? Maybe? Why did he leave? And that still doesn't answer where he is… How did he get here then?

Seeming to realize that Roman was a bit lost in thought, they spoke up again, breaking Roman out of his own dissociation.

“Cat got your tongue? That's alright I can get you something to write with. One moment please.” And with that the stranger walked out of the room.

Roman took this time to try and calm his racing heart.

‘Its okay. It's okay! This is fine Roman...just breathe...They would have hurt you by now if they wanted to…’ Roman thought to himself over and over. ‘Do that thing Remus taught you. Look for five things...was it five things or six? I don't know! I’m fucked! I’m going to die and no one will know where I am and..and...and…’ Romans breathing got worse as he tried and failed to calm himself down.

Tears were starting to gather in his eyes as he started to hyperventilate. He realized that he was having a panic attack but he was too far gone to help himself.

‘You really deserve this dumbass. You're the one who got lost or something!’ Roman kept thinking to himself as he continued to breathe too much. Tears were streaming down his face, and he couldn't even move his arms enough to wipe them away.

Just as his vision was going a bit dark around the edges the door opened back up again. Distantly Roman realized that a person was in the room which really didn't help his panicky state. There were only two people in the world that wouldn't make him worse when he was in this state. He tried to back up in the bed but he was too weak to even move more than an inch.

“Hey hey hey it's alright. I’m not going to hurt you. Calm down.” The stranger said as they slowly walked to the side or Romans bed. “I’m going to help you okay. Listen to my voice. Breathe in for me. Breathe in for four seconds. Come on it's okay try again. There ya go, hold for seven second. Now release for eight. There you go, let's do it again.” They kept speaking in a soft murmur guiding Roman though the exercise.

Once Roman seemed to be breathing a bit better, the stranger spoke up again.

“I’m sorry for scaring you, we are not used to having visitors around here. Here is the pen and paper, let me help you sit up a bit.” They said softly.

Roman was still freaking out a bit, so he was having trouble putting a full sentence together. He nodded his head anyway so he would finally be able to sit up and look around. Once he was finally sat up the stranger placed the pen and notebook in his lap, looking pointedly at Roman.

“I think you are just as confused as I am. So how about we go back and forth asking questions okay?” They asked. Roman nodded, signally for the stranger to start. “Okay, who are you?” They asked.

My name is Roman Prince.

Where am I?

“Hello Roman. You are currently in the guest room of my house. The house itself is in the... forest. How did you get here Roman?”

As they spoke they seemed a bit reluctant to give out the information. This did not help Romans nerves about the whole situation. He felt this person was being very nice, and for what reason? He wasn't used to free kindness.

Roman paused his shaky writing, not knowing how to answer the question he was asked. How did he get here?

I don’t know… I was at a family reunion in the countryside. Then I left because...I don't remember...and then my car broke down and now I’m here. Which i'm sorry about. I didn't mean to interrupt or impose I can go if you want me too.

Roman showed the journal to the stranger, who looked at it confused.

“You do know there is about 3 feet of snow outside right now right? Even if I wanted you out, I couldn't let you in good conscious. You'd freeze to death. Well...again.” They said.

Wait.

I froze to death?

Roman wrote, significantly more pale than before.

“Ah ah that's two questions in a row, but I’ll answer. You did not literally freeze to death sweetie. You are very much alive. During the storm you showed up on my doorstep confusing it for death's door. My...son was a bit too friendly with you and you passed out right as I came to the door. Sorry if he scared you. He's not used to people coming to the door. But after you fainted I took you inside. You were hypothermic and soaked to the bone, so I decided to warm you up. Lucky I did because as soon as I took you in, the snow started back up again. You're lucky I’m nice, not everyone in these woods would have done the same.” They warned. “Now it's my turn. How old are you darling?

Man what was with all these pet names? Roman was starting to breathe funny again and this time he wasn't quite sure why.

I’m 25. Why?

“Really? You don't look a day over 20.” They smirked at Roman as his face started to heat up again. “My my you are quite easy to fluster.”

A bit flustered Roman started to write back quicker than before.

My family would disagree about my looks, but thank you I guess. But you didn't answer my question. Why ask about my age?

“I just wanted to make sure your parents were looking for their lost child.” They smirked.

Roman gave a small smile back at that.

Even if I was that young, I can guarantee she wouldn't come looking for me.

The stranger was giving Roman an odd look while reading what he'd written. It made Roman realize that they were on the topic of himself for too long. He wanted to change the subject to literally anything else. Most people didn't like when he talked about himself and his family. He always over shared and drove everyone off.

Sorry. I think I got off track talking about myself. Sorry, I tend to talk too much. Where is your son?

The stranger gave him a slightly concerned look, clearly noticing the change of subject, but gracefully let it slide as they answered the question.

“It's okay hon, I did ask about you after all. Anyway, which one son do you have in mind? I've got two. But I’ll assume you mean the one you met. Patton should be sleeping right now. It is the middle of the night.”

At that Roman blanched. How long had he been here? Ruining this poor person's night and probably next day. Even their poor kid was involved in his mess.

I’m so sorry. You should be asleep too not worrying about me. I’m so sorry.

Roman fanatically wrote to the kind stranger. They seemed a bit confused by his sudden change in pace.

“No no, it's fine. I don't sleep much anyway... “

Still I’m sorry that I’m here. I was just so lost I didn't have a phone and couldn't stay in my car so I decided to go into the woods after seeing the light of your house.

“It seems you've picked up a bit of your memory. Barring the fact there no way you should have been able to see my house from the road, if I didn't want to help you I wouldn't have. It's okay for you to be here. Okay?”

It's not okay though. I shouldn't be here imposing here taking up your space. I’ll leave as soon as you want me too.

The stranger seemed to be taken a bit back. They paused and looked passed Roman, lost in thought. After Roman started thinking that maybe he should just stop talking forever and leave through the window, they finally spoke up again.

“What if I want you to stay here?” They asked, still not looking completely at Roman.

Roman froze, very confused by the question. Stuntingly he wrote a very elegant response.

I- what?

“Hon, I don't want you to leave yet. You can't even walk yet. It's okay for you to take up space. Besides it might be nice to talk to someone who isn't less than 8 years old. Will you at least stay till morning?”

Roman looked into the strangers face as he finished speaking, his eyes starting to sing a bit. Nobody had ever wanted him around before. This random stranger was getting weirder by the minute. After a moment Roman wrote back.

As long as I’m welcome I’ll stay if you want... Who are you?

“Oh where are my manners! My name is Janus, it's a pleasure to meet you Roman.” Janus smiled at Roman in the dim light, the little light there was reflecting on their sharp canines. Romans eyes widened a bit, then he squinted to try and see better in the dark room. It didn't help.

“Why don't you try and get more sleep Roman. I’ll bring you something to eat in the morning to gain your strength back. If you need me, call me. I’ll hear you.” They started to walk to the door when they paused. “And Roman, I trust that you keep to your room. This house is quite old, don't want you getting hurt anymore then you already are. Goodnight!” Then they finally walked out of the room.

‘What did I just get myself into? I must be tired...I think I’m starting to see things that aren't there...’ Roman thought as he shimmied back into sheets.

Roman closed his eyes, not realizing how tired he was until he was laying down again. He was asleep again within minutes of Janus’ departure, slipping away into pleasant, warm dreams.

~~~

Janus closed the door behind himself as he walked out of the room. He let the friendly smile he was carrying before slip off his face, replacing it with a small scowl. He pressed his back against the door and listened until he was sure Roman had fallen back asleep.

Maybe he got himself into more than he should have. But he couldn't just let this guy walk away after being able to walk into the woods. Plus he looked to be dead on his feet.

Janus let out a sigh and spoke a small incantation under his breath. The guest door glowed a soft yellow around the edges, signifying that the spell had worked. The door was now not locked, but would let Janus know if anyone opened the door.

With that Janus walked down the hall leaving the man to his sleep. He's gonna have a lot of work and paperwork to fill out with this one.

~~~

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neerasrealm · 3 years

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Describe your Jay Myles Planetary Go AMV- I want to know what you see-

FUCK DUDE THAT WAS FAST. ok ok fair. ok so to start off, i DO actually picture an AMV for this HDSGFDSHGJ ive never made an AMV before but god do i wanna. maybe i’ll attempt one in december when i have my christmas break off school?? i need an editing software fhdgdsjhfgsjd if any of yall know one thats free or cheap please lmk. the AMV itself i picture in black, white and bright pink. its inspired by another planetary go AMV, an undertale one from like 4/5 years ago. its how i first found the song so i always associated those colours with it lol.

I’m gonna go through it lyric by lyric and try to describe things the best i can DSHFGDSH im mentally ill sorry <3 ALSO this has a lotta spoilers for lore i havent talked about at ALL if yall wanna hit up my inbox after and ask for more explanation feel free lol

There might be something outside your window But you'll just never know I picture Jay standing by a window looking out it, on the second line he turns away and walks off. the art is white with black lines. There could be something right past the turnpike gates But you'll just never know we see Jay walking down the street holding a camera. He stops at the burnt down remains of Karen Doggers’s house, like in the fic i posted yesterday.

If my velocity starts to make you sweat Then just don't let go And if the heaven ain't got a vacancy Then we just, then we just, then we just, then we just Get up and go Just Jay looking around the house, again like in my fic. We see him get scared by Zalgo appearing behind him and we see him grinning wide, setting him up as a somewhat important character in the narrative. I think. During the instrumentals it’s the general credits and stuff.

Ladies and gentleman, truth Is now acceptable fame Is now injectable process the progress These lines are black with white lineart. We get shots of Doby just living his best life, being a murderer and having fun. The only colour on him is the pink of his goggles, which obscures his eyes.

This core is critical faith Is unavailable lives Become incredible now Please understand that With each line another character appears. Each one is another that works for The Operator like Doby does. ‘‘This core is critical’‘ is Dana (OC), ‘‘Faith is unavailable’‘ is Godfrey (OC), ‘‘Lives become incredible’‘ is The Operator, ‘‘Now’‘ is Toby and ‘‘Please understand that’‘ is our main man Doby

I can't slow down I won't be waiting for you I can't stop now because I'm dancing Some imagery of Doby running off away from Jay. This isn’t literally happening, it’s more a way of showing that Jay feels abandoned and betrayed.

This planet's ours to defend Ain't got no time to pretend Don't fuck around, this is our last chance More stuff showing The Operator’s proxies. Godfrey tells Doby not to fuck around and shoves him. Toby catches him and the other proxies all glare at him. Fuck Godfrey he’s the worst.

If my velocity starts to make you sweat Then just don't let go We see Jay and Zalgo sitting in a cafe together. Jay is obviously nervous about something, and sweating. On ‘’don’t let go’’ Zalgo grabs his hand from across the table 'Cause the emergency room got no vacancy And we just, and we just, and we just, and we just Get up and go Zalgo is the one saying the line about the emergency room. He’s convincing Jay to do his bidding. We see the two shake hands.

they want you to be (Who) they wanted to see (Go) kill the party with me and never go home We see Jay doing things for Zalgo, completely unaware that he’s being manipulated into doing his bidding. Zalgo pretends to help him. On ‘‘Who they wanted to see’‘ we see Jay being shown a picture of Doby. Who they want you to be Who they wanted to see Just leave the party with me and never go home We see Doby again, still being a murderer and having fun. On the last line we see him running along with Toby.

You're unbelievable Ah, so unbelievable Ah, you ruin everything Oh, you better go home Jay is the one saying these lines. He’s looking over photos and footage of Doby. He’s mad, he feels abandoned, and like Doby doesn’t care about what it is he’s doing. He wants his friend to come back home.

I'm unbelievable Yeah, I'm undefeatable Yeah, let's ruin everything, blast it to the back row Doby is the one saying this. He isn’t having fun this time though. He’s talking with Toby and Dana. On the last line Godfrey bursts into the room and gets mad at them

They sell presentable Young, and so ingestible Sterile and collectible Safe, and I can't stand it Godfrey summons The Operator and he tries to attack the three of them. Dana defends them, attacking The Operator on ‘’Safe, and I can’t stand it.’’ This is a letter, my word Is the beretta, the sound Dana yells at Toby and Doby to run of my vendetta Against the ones that planned it We see Toby and Doby run out of the shack and away from The Operator. They’ve never been able to escape him before, and they weren’t prepared to leave, so they’re scared.

If my velocity starts to make you sweat Then just don't let go We get a shot of Toby looking scared and nervous. On the second line Doby takes his hand 'Cause the emergency room got no vacancy Tell me who do you trust, do you trust And we just get up and go We see Jay laying in his bed, asleep. He hears knocking on the window and gets up. He opens the window and sees Doby grinning at him. He was NOT READY FOR THAT OK HE WAS NOT

Who they want you to be Who they wanted to see (Go) kill the party with me and never go home Ok this parts kinda fast but I’ll try to get through it. Doby and Jay hug, then it cuts to the two of them plus Toby sitting on the bed talking. On ‘’kill the party with me’’ Godfrey BUSTS into the room, attacks Toby and Doby and then Jay fuckin smacks him over the head with a baseball bat. The three of them start arguing and then Jay points at the window in fear. Who they want you to be Who they wanted to see Just leave the party with me and never go home Hobo Heart is at the window. This makes sense in context I promise. He motions for Toby and Doby to follow him. Doby and Jay exchange a look and Doby follows after him. Things get a little rough from around here to the end of the song im sorry HDSFGJDSGJ

You keep eternity, give us the radio Deploy the battery, we're taking back control Doby and Toby are the ones speaking here. They’re in Slender Mansion now, getting ready to fight. Engage the energy, light up the effigy We see Jay again, tying Godfrey to a chair like a reasonable human being. On ‘’light up the effigy’’ his phone lights up. Zalgo is calling him. No chance to take it slow By now I'm sure you know, know, know, know, know (one, two, three, four) We see Jay freak out and Z’s appear in his eyes. Godfrey climbs out of the chair and looks at him. Get up and go Jay, who’s now under Zalgo’s control, follows Godfrey out of the house

they want you to be (Who) they wanted to see (Go) kill the party with me and never go home Who they want you to be Who they wanted to see Just leave the party with me and never go home We see quick shots of various characters all fighting here, including Doby and Toby. Masky does something cool here but I won’t say what

Are we still having fun? Are you holding the gun? We see Doby and Jay recovering from a fight. Doby turns around and sees Jay, who points a gun at him. Take the money and run We'll never go home Jay fires at Doby and Toby lunges at him, fighting him until he runs off

I've got nothing to lose You've got nothing to say And we're leaving today We'll never go home Toby turns and tries to run over to Doby, but a huge crack in the ground appears. Toby tries to jump it but he doesn’t make it and is left clinging to the edge. We get a shot of Doby, laying on the ground, too pained to help his friend. Then we see Toby lose his grip

I think I better go now I think I better go now I think I better go now (go home) Gonna go now, gonna go now, gonna go now, gonna go now Go now, gonna go now Go home Some shots of Zalgo in his true form fighting against someone. Then it cuts to Jay stumbling through the woods. He stops against a tree, then collapses. A picture of himself of Doby flies out of his pocket and towards the camera. It’s the final thing you see.

#THIS IS REALLY ROUGH AND NEEDS MORE CONTEXT #BUT I REALLY WANNA MAKE THIS ONE DAY AAAAAAA #ask #anon #anonymous #third base #third base creepypasta #jay myles #doby doggers #ticci toby #dana punaise #godfrey #zalgo #I may change the ending and stuff idk

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fisherfurbearer · 4 years

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fuck sam walmarts

and fuck management

I’ve had it. Left the store in tears tonight.

as some peoople probably/hopefully know. walmart closes at 6 pm on christmas eve. no one actually gets to leave at 6 becuase of shitty last minute customers. but it is what it is.

this. is really personal but im honestly SO close to just. killing myself? so who cares

basically. had a really really bad last few days. spent a lovely time with family (jessies family, his oma and opa and sister and parents and it was just a great time. theyre more family to me than most of my blood family) but it did make me Sad in Deep ways as we dont know if this is going to be our last christmas with his oma who isnt doing so good. and it just twisted me up a little but was othewrsiwse a great day. but then sunday i just...had a huge breakdown in the morning and decided to use my accomodation (i get 2 excused absenses a month) to cool down and gte myself together. slept a lot. woke up adn got a lot done, felt great, then i CRASHED really really bad, got really angry, lashed otu, took like...8-10 sleeping pills...theyre horrific things and im never doing that again...had to sleep for two days after that...felt horrifically sick, in pain, just awful. had repeating nightmares over and over. which has also been wearing me down recently. wasnt able to work monday either because i still couldnt stand and between the pills and the depression/anxiety and really just. felt like the world was ending.

decided sometime last night id just...try my best to make it in today, work my shift (really long 9-6, knowing i wouldnt leave on time nad htisis my first time working in 5 days now...which is rough...) and if i can get through this, i have another couple days off in a row after that (schedules fault, not mine...do feel awful i missed 3 days before that though...) and we can just. get back on track

today i DID go to work, jessie drove me in

i worked. a long time. im supposed to get a break every 2 hours and a 1 hour lunch

i gott my first break on timeish.

then i got my lunch 6 hours after i got in. at which time i got “locked out” for not taking my lunch and coudlnt do anything on the registers. i was supposed to get it 4 hours in. its christmas eve and excruciating and im still in pain and tired from my previous days breakdowns, but otherwise?? i did really good. i didnt mind at all that my lunch was so late. i was a little miffed, but its ok. i dont care, so long as i get it eventually. anyway they FINALLY noticed i was locked out and got me coverage and i ended my lunch at 4. things continued ok. worked on self checkout, met a lot of regulars i really like, prevented $200 of theft (HAHA WOW that was really really funny i love preventing petty theft. i prevent so much theft every week its my pride and joy) just did okay. then they had us close self checkout that took a little while. then at 5:00-5:10 or so i went to my Manager/Supervisor/”““People LEad” as walmart is now trying to call them, lets call her manager Y, and i told her i still need my break and will i get it before i leave. she said go to register 4. i asked again hey will i get my break though and she said yeah and i thought to mysel HAHA thats not going to happen but ok

really stupid that after bieng locked out the first time she couldnt give me my break before i openned a register with a line i cant get rid of

anywayy i did ok otherwise for a while

but at 5:25 or so i reminded a CSM “hey i need my break still can i get that?” and she just ssaid yeah well try to get someone and then more time passed so much time. i put through an ask on the register “assistance needed”. waited another 10 minutes. “assistance needed” again. starting to get anxious. its past 5:40. the line is so long. theres so MUCH NOISE. Its SO LOUD. the intercom keeps going off, no one is responding to me, i dont have a mat to stand on so my knees HURT,, im not doing okk

i switch my light to flashing/need assistance and start looking for someone to ask for help. its 5:45, i need my break NOW, i DESERVE IT for workng this long ass shift and they already missed several of my last breaks a week ago AND got me locked out today and im STARTING TO GET ANXIOUS PELASE I JUST WANT MY BREAK SO BAD

nnthgen a csm is passing by im about to lose it, so i tell her CSM J, please i really need my break now PLEASE and im starting to ccry and i try to tell her whats going on but she shushes me and goes and gets sometone

im full on tears at this point, im so strreesed out,,

manager Y and some other snooty manager come over andd. ffkcing. ask me whats wrong. im crying and i try to explain im really really stressed out, i havent had my last break, ive been trying to get someone for so long now, i just really need to leave im so sorry

and theyy just. fckkng

ffcking manager Y jjst ssays ok “ill give you your break” and “this is your last break” and i ssaid?? yeah i knoww?? andd she saidd “next time youre like this, just dont come in”

i quote that completeltyyy....i really lost it then...i cried som muchh

this isnt the first itme she said something like this to meee...

she asked me “why are you CRYING” When i had an anxiety attacki n the store once, when ic cloked in and couldnt get myself together,, she didnt give me time to calm down, she didnt listen as to why, she just said “why are you crying. this is a BUSINESS. you cant be CRYING Here.” and i just said ok ill go home bye and leftt

andd when i tried to get my availability changed from 7-9 to 7-6/7-7 because the random late shifts with 7 am shifts was messing me up really really bad and my doctor thinks i need to hcange it too, she just said “i cant do that. thisi sa BUSINESS.” and she wouldnt listen when i said i might have to quit because of this, this is for my health, im literally scheduled 7-2 every sunday in december, busiest day of the busiest month and you cant even chop TWO HOURS off my weekend availability????

andd i jjst

ive HAD IT with her

ive had ittt

im so ashamed and angry and anxious and i still havent stopped cryingg. she called me over to her again as i was leaving and she blamed me for it. she ssaid a customer was upset that i “Screamed” (ues i raised my voice a little but i wasnt screaming??? also the two customers i was attending to when this was going on and i cried were VERY KIND nad jjst said i was doing a good job and thanked me for being there) and called a manager over (but...csm J got them?? not a customer...??) and i cant be acitng like this, i cant do customer service when im stressed,, and d i should just STAY HOME If im going to be like that

then shee fufkcing toold me i DID IT WRONG, that i “shouldve called someone over” I TOLD HER I DID!!!!! I DID!!!!!!!!!! YOU NAIL INTO MY HEAD IM NOT ALLOWED TO LEAVE THE REGISTER SO I DIDNT, I DID EVERYTHING ELSE I COULD THOUGH!!! I REQUESTED HELP TWICE!! I TURNED MY LIGHT TO FLASHING!!! I TRIED TO CATCH A MANAGER WALKING BY TO HELP ME!!! N OONE LISTENED UNTIL IT WAS TOO LATE, I DID EVERYHTING I COULD!! yet she seriously told me to my face that “you didnt call anyone”, “you couldve turned your light to flashing” WHICH I DID and sshee jjst said that i made customers uncomfortable and i cant work like thatt and just stay hhome

ii stayed home sunday because i was having a mjor mental emergencyy.

i came in today because i was feeling better and i took it eaasy and ended up doing a wonderful job and mad eso many people smilea nd fixed so many problems that wouldve otherwise upset a lot of folks and i met my regulars and made old folks smile andd i prevented a lot of theft that no one else wouldve caughtt and i jjstt broke down after 9 hours and not getting a last break and all the chaos of register (WHICH BY THE WAY THEY KNOW I DONT LIKE REGISTER!!! I THRIVE ON SLE FCHECOUT!!! THATS MY JOB TITLE!! THATS WHAT I DO!!!! THEY KNOW THISS!!!!) and HER AVOIDING GIVING ME MY FUCKING BREAK and NOT RESPECTING MY FFUCKING METNAL DISABILITIES LJNASDKAJHDBASJSDNAJSNDKANSD

I JJST DONT KNOW WHAT TO DOO

i really want to die and i really want to never go back but i really loved my job i loved helpting people ii jjst hate her so muchhh and i feel GENUINE DREAD/SEVERE ANXIETY jjst SEEING her nnow

she doesnt CARE about anyone but herself shes a horrible peson i cant tell the store manager though cause she wont care either and manager Y has more clout than me so shell just twist my words and make me out as the bad guy as hte “CRAZY ONE” who cries and gets stressed (FOR COMPLETELY VALID REASONS AFTER BEING PUSHED OVER THE EDGE) even tthough i work SO FFRIKCING HARD and do SUCH A GOOD JOB and asdjanjsdhajshdas

i d ont know what to doo

i cant work another job because no where else pays as much or will let me do self checkout only, because being a cashier stresses me so muchh

ii...really wanntted to grow stuff and make preserves and sell bee products and work with folks raising heritage sheep and make more fiber art andd open a little stall at a local market and sell all that,, and offer more online and do customs andd stuff

i know i could mkae money that wa ybut i ccantt start it so sudenly and im too Broken to do it seriouslyy and i dont even want to HAVE to quit because of ONE PERSON But shes done this so many times now and this is the nfinfal streaww

i jjst dont know what to doo...

i cantt stop cryingg

i cant even enjoy christmas nnow. wanted to see my stepdad and give him his presernt and maybe be ok.

last christmas we had to move because our house was condemned after a fire. now im going to have to lose my job because of a horrible manager who doenst respect my metnal health or anything about me reallyy. and unfortunately im such a failure that i cant. do anything else and if i lose this job ill lse my animla sand i wotnt be able to do anyhtingg andd im jjust fucking trash

goddammit i dont know what to do. i really dont. hhahaaa. i just really want to end it. ive come so far and none of it fucking matters because of thiss fucking horrible manager.

#jjst...ffeels like shes violating somethingg #and treating me a LOT like how my abusive mother used to treat me #why are you CRYING? you cant be trying here. this is a BUSINESS.#is a lot like Why Do You look so MISERABLE all the time?? why are you CRYING??#and shit like IGNORING ME when i try to change my hours #straight up ignoring me #she basically made it clear shed rather me QUIT than fuckingg chop 2 hours off my AVAILABILITY #ITS SO FRUSTRATING #AND SHES SUCH A HYPROCRITE #scheduled 7-2 every sunday!!#yet you cant change my availability to 7-7??#you NEED ot keep it until 9???#but working until 9 and getting home around 10 and getting no sleep because i need to take care of my pets and myself #and get up at 5:30 the next morning for work at 7 #WHEN THAT COULD EASILY BE ALTERED BY CHIPPING A COUPLE HOURS OFF MY AVAILABILITY #AND MY DOCTOR ALSO THINKS I NEED TO CHANGE IT TOO #BUT WHO FUCKING CARES RIGHT ITS A BU S I N E S S #SURE SURE BUT WHEN A CUSTOMER FLIPS THE SIGN ON A $7.94 SHIRT #TO SAY 0.94 CENTS #WITH THE CENTS SIGN!!!!#THEN I HA V E TO HONOR IT #THATS A+ BUSINESS RIGHT THERE #BITCH DOESNT EVEN KNOW HOW TO APPROVE A COUPON ON SLEF CHECKOUT!!!!#AND OUR FRICKING STORE MAANGER MAKES TRIPLE FIGURES!!!#BUT NO ONE FUCKINGG CARES #NO ONE FUCKING CARES #I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO ANYMOREE #id dont want to have to lose my job and stability over this one person #but this isntt...ok #i shouldnt have to go to work and deal with MORE emotional abuse

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lovelyyjh · 5 years

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crazy in love || 3

↬pairing: yoon jeonghan x reader

↬genre: fluff, crack, angst

↬warnings: swearing, fighting, y/n pops off, verkwan continues to meddle, but now they’ve enlisted lesbians to help, hardly proofread

↬word count: 3.7k (a single chapter is never this long for me, i got carried away)

↬a/n: i was writing this on a five hour car drive, and i had nothing better to do, so i just kept writing and we ended up at over three times the amount i usually write so enjoy!! as always, let me know what you think :))

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“y/n! wake up, it’s time to go!” you were shaken out of your sleep by a voice speaking to you and two large masses crushing your feet. you groaned as your eyes fluttered open, groggily sitting up to see wheein and hwasa sitting at the end of your bed.

“why the hell are you waking me up this early,” you complained, throwing your pillow at the two girls.

“it’s the first day of camp! we’re gonna go get breakfast then we all go canoeing afterwards. after that is the lunch picnic and then free time for the rest of the afternoon. and tonight is movie night so that starts when it gets dark,” hwasa explained, a bright smile on her face.

“fine. but i’m not getting ready until after breakfast,” you said, rolling out of bed and pulling your hair up into a messy bun (it’s y/n she HAS to put her hair in a messy bun at least once, its like the law).

“solar and moonbyul are already there,” wheein said as the three of you walked out of your cabin and down to the mess hall, you still being in your pajamas, which were just an old t-shirt and sweatpants. you sat at the table where all of the boys and the rest of your cabin were. you plopped down in between chan and jihoon, grabbing a muffin from the basket in the center of the table and leaning your head on chan’s shoulder.

“you look like shit, y/n,” soonyoung said through a mouthful of pancake. you shot him a sarcastic smile while flipping him off before taking a bite of your muffin. chan reached around you to pat your shoulder comfortingly, smiling down at you. chan had always been like a little brother to you, just like a majority of the younger boys, but you had always had a soft spot for the youngest. he was going into his freshman year in high school the next year and you always loved giving him advice about school or girls and other things a boy his age would stress over.

“don’t listen to him, he’s being a dick this morning. he’s already dumped water on mingyu’s lap and said he peed himself,” solar told you, “but then wonwoo punched him in the gut, so it worked out.” you hardly acknowledged what she said, still being half asleep. by the time you had just finished your muffin, you saw someone else squish in between you and jihoon.

“good morning, poo butt,” jeonghan chirped, putting his elbow on the table and resting his chin on his hand as he turned to look at you, “sleep well?” you glared at him, using your foot to kick his shin under the table, making him yelp and pout at you.

“what do you want, jeonghan?” you seethed, still scowling at him.

“well, since canoeing is after breakfast, i was going to ask if you wanted to partner with me,” he questioned, beaming at you. you sighed deeply and nodded, now being able to sit up after waking up a little more. he clapped his hands and stood up, starting to go back to where he was sitting before turning to you again, “oh, and soonyoung was right. you do look like shit.”

“oh you little-” a burst of energy hit you as you lunged towards him, jumping onto his back and holding your arm around his neck in a headlock. after a moment, the both of you were in a lighthearted mood as he tried to get you off his back.

“y/n! jeonghan! you are both graduated students, you should know that you can’t act like that in the middle of the mess hall!” one of the counselors, minho, shouted. you swiftly jumped off jeonghan’s back standing next to him as you both put your heads down, “both of you go get ready, and don’t behave like that again.” the two of you nodded and shuffled out of the mess hall. but the second you stepped foot out of the building, you looked at each other for a few seconds before bursting out in laughter and holding onto the other for support.

“he was so mad!”

“well, if you hadn’t have jumped on me, he wouldn’t have been mad!”

“then you shouldn’t have said i look like shit!”

“but you do!”

“don’t make me attack you again,” you warned, raising your eyebrows challengingly at him. he help his hands up in surrender and shook his head at you.

“okay, okay. but we should go get ready like he said. canoeing starts in forty five minutes. meet me by the tire swing tree in half an hour?” you nodded, waving goodbye to him as you both ran off to your respective cabins.

another 30 minutes later, you were sitting on the tire swing at your designated meeting area, but no sign of jeonghan yet. you huffed impatiently, tapping your foot against one of the tree roots you were standing above. your eyes flitted to the left as you saw something moving out of the corner of your eyes. the second you saw who was there, your heart dropped.

jeonghan.

with jinsoul.

he was apparently helping her put her life jacket on over her bathing suit that was definitely not modest enough for her to be in the presence of the children who were also getting their life jackets on, less than twenty feet away from her. you took a deep breath and began to walk over to the two, holding back your anger and jealousy as best you could. jeonghan noticed you once you came within a few feet of them, turning to look at you with a smile as soon as he finished the last buckle on jinsoul’s life jacket.

“hey, monkey!” you fake smiled at him and waved. jinsoul waved back at you, a genuine smile on her face. she wasn’t a bad person, you knew that. she was actually really nice. you thought you guys would probably be friends if your severe desire for jeonghan didn’t stand in the way all the time. you knew she didn’t mean any harm by flirting with him, he was handsome, and lots of girls did it. she had no idea you liked him, you assumed.

“i was just talking to jeonghan about how we were gonna go out on the canoe together. who are you going with?” jinsoul asked you, tilting her head to the side, which caused her long blonde hair to fall to the side a bit. your eyes widened and you turned towards jeonghan, who just guiltily shrugged and smiled. but you weren’t the only one who was upset by this. a few feet away, also putting his life jacket on, was boo seungkwan. he whipped around and ran to stand beside jinsoul, putting on his best grin.

“actually, jinsoul, i was going to ask if you wanted to go with me! i need to talk to you about something very important,” seungkwan explained, setting a hand on her shoulder and throwing a not-so-discreet wink towards you.

“hey! i thought we were supposed to go together!” a very upset looking vernon whined, walking up to the four of you. seungkwan raised his eyebrows at vernon, shooting his eyes from jeonghan to you. vernon made an ‘o’ shape with his mouth, giving the shorter boy a thumbs up, “i’ll just go with jungeun,” he said pointing over to the silver-haired girl who was waiting a few feet back, probably thinking she was going to go with jinsoul, considering they were best friends. seungkwan held himself back from a jealous outburst, nodding stiffly and curling his lips up in a phony smile.

“alright, perfect! so jinsoul’s with me and jeonghan is with y/n?” seungkwan asked, looking around to all of you. you all three nodded and walked with your respective partners to the lake, vernon and jongeun walking right behind you. as soon as you had all gotten into your canoes, you pushed off and began to float.

“since i’m the guy, and im strong, i’ll row for us,” jeonghan boasted, flexing his arm muscles that were shown off in the sleeveless shirt he was wearing over his swim trunks. you rolled your eyes and reached down to splash water at him, laughing when his hair got wet and fell flat down on his forehead. he groaned and wiped the water that was dripping down his face, flicking it at you.

“well, big strong guy, we’re both rowing since this is a partner activity.” you both took an oar and began to row, not noticing the three canoes following close behind.

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“okay, jinsoul, listen i know you like jeonghan or whatever, but we need to have a talk about that.” seungkwan looked at the girl sitting across from him in the canoe dead in the eyes, a serious expression on his face. she nodded slowly, prompting him to continue, “so you might have the hots for pretty boy, but he’s in love with y/n and she’s in love with him. he just hasn’t come to terms with his feelings yet, but she did about three years ago. so as nice as you seem, i’m gonna need you to bibbity bobbity back the fuck up.” jinsoul laughed, deeply confusing seungkwan.

“i don’t like jeonghan. he’s cute sure, but i don’t have feelings for him. i flirt with him a lot, but that’s because everyone expects me too. and i would be concerned about playing with his feelings, but i know for a fact he doesn’t have feelings for me, thank gods. plus, it’s a good way to cover up the fact that i’m totaly head over heels for jungeun,” jinsoul explained, looking fondly over at the girl who was talking with vernon, “i just wish your friend would stop talking to her all the time.” seungkwan looked back at vernon and jongeun, turning back to jinsoul with wide eyes, his jaw unhinged.

“so you’re..?”

“a lesbian? yes.” jinsoul lauged, “and i know you want jongeun to stop talking to vernon too. i’ve seen the way you look at him,” she said knowingly.

“is it that obvious?” seungkwan asked nervously.

“not really. i just have a really good gaydar. and i know jungeun is bisexual, she’s told me before, but she still hasn’t figured out i like her. vernon is too, and he probably likes you too, he just doesn’t understand it that well.”

“vernon told you that?” jinsoul shook her head, laughing again.

“nope. i just know.” she winked over-exaggeratedly at the very shocked boy in front of her, “now, what’s our plan to get y/n and jeonghan together?”

“well first we need to call over the other members of the operation,” seungkwan told her before clearing his throat and making an overly loud bird sound, hardly drawing the attention of other campers, since they knew it was him, and that’s just how boo seungkwan is. after a few moments, two canoes rowed over to them, one being vernon and jungeun and the other being the very famous junhao, “jinsoul, you know jun and minghao, junhao, you know jinsoul. she’s now in on the operation.” jun, minghao, and vernon nodded, but jungeun looked extremely confused.

“what’s going on? what operation is this?” jinsoul and seungkwan exchanged a look before jinsoul turned to explain everything to jungeun.

“so basically, y/n and jeonghan are in love, y/n knows she likes him, but jeonghan hasn’t comes to terms with his feelings yet, so all of us are going to get them together. of course, you know i don’t actually like jeonghan, so i’m gonna stop the flirting so we can make y/nhan happen and-” seungkwan held up his hand to stop her from talking, before beginning to speak.

“actually, don’t stop flirting with him. in fact, bump it up a notch. we need y/n to be jealous. the more jealous she gets, the more likely she’ll be to snap and tell jeonghan she likes him.” jinsoul nodded and gave him a thumbs up.

“here’s the current situation,” seungkwan began, “y/n can’t swim. and she freaks out anytime she’s in water that she can’t touch the bottom in. so what we’re gonna do is tip their canoe. y/n has a life jacket, so she won’t drown, but she’ll still get scared, so she’ll go to the closest person, which is jeonghan. jun and minghao will distract them while jinsoul, vernon, jungeun, and i will turn over their canoe. does everyone understand?” the other five collectively nodded before rowing to their positions.

“y/n! jeonghan! look, there’s an eagle!” you and jeonghan both turned your heads in the direction of where jun was pointing, trying to see the bird.

“i don’t see any-” you were cut off by your canoe overturning and you and your best friend being thrown into the water. you instantaneously noticed your feet weren’t touching the bottom and you screeched, thrashing towards jeonghan before clinging onto him. he, being taller than you, could touch the bottom, so he wrapped his arms around your hips, allowing you to wrap your legs around his waist and hide your face in the crook of his neck.

“you’re such a scaredy-cat, monkey,” he teased, using one of his hands to tickle your side. you pulled back and hit him in the chest weakly.

“you know i can’t swim, you asshole! it’s scary.” he rolled his eyes and booped your nose.

“i’ll teach you sometime. now let’s get back to shore so we can dry you off. he started walking out of the water with you still wrapped around him, setting you down on a bench that was on the shore and going to get a towel before bringing to you and wrapping it around your shoulders, leaving his arm around you and letting you curl into his side.

still on the lake, seungkwan and jinsoul gave each other an accomplished look, high-fiving before going back to rowing through the lake.

step one was a success.

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a few hours later, you sat on a soft blanket, unpacking a basket of sandwiches, chips and sodas for a lunch picnic. your cabin, the ‘pinwheel’, ‘highlight’, and ‘chilli’ cabin were all set up on surrounding blankets, but you were the only one without someone else sharing your blanket. jeonghan was with seungcheol and joshua on a blanket, eating a ham and cheese sandwich. you and jeonghan might be best friends, but the three of them were something else. they were the basic cliche of the tsundere bad boy who rides a moter cycle and wears a leather jacket even in summer, seungcheol; the gentleman, joshua; and the heartthrob, jeonghan. you were perfectly fine with sitting alone, especially since you still had people surrounding you, but you were curious about some of the groups who sat together. seungkwan, vernon, jun, and minghao sat with jinsoul and jongeun, who keep turning back and looking at you before looking away quickly. you didn’t think much of it since verkwan was always up to some weird shit. you only hoped it wouldn’t be something that ended up bad for you.

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“so minghao, you’re going to go get sammy to sit with y/n, and make sure he knows to be very friendly with her. jinsoul, you’re going to invite jeonghan to your blanket which has a perfect view of y/n’s blanket, so y/n will be jealous since you’re with jeonghan and then jeonghan will be jealous since y/n is with sammy. jun, go get our picnic basket since you’re the one who forgot it. seungkwan, jungeun, and i will sit here and make sure nothing goes wrong,” vernon spelled out, before putting his hand in front of him, “hands in, everyone.” five other hands set themselves on top of his. “on three, okay? one, two, three, matchmakers!” after their chant, jinsoul, minghao, and jun got up and went to do their individual jobs.

“you think this is gonna work, seungkwan?” jongeun asked. seungkwan grinned smugly, a proud expression on his face.

“of course it’s gonna work. my plans never go wrong.”

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“y/n? would you mind if i sat with you?” you stopped sipping your soda to look up at the person standing next your blanket. you smiled and nodded, patting the spot next to you, gesturing for sammy to sit down.

“why aren’t you sitting with your cabin?” you asked, popping a chip in your mouth before offering the bag to sammy. he shrugged and took the bag from you.

“i just wanted to catch up with you. we haven’t talked in forever.” you nodded, agreeing with him. as you were talking, you noticed jinsoul crouching down in front of jeonghan’s blanket before taking his hand to lead him to her blanket. deciding to ignore it, you shook your head and continued your conversation with sammy. you wanted to enjoy your lunch without jealousy ruining it. but there was jealousy present within someone else.

jeonghan had sat down with jinsoul, looking up and noticing sammy saying something to make you laugh and immediately turning into a little green-eyed monster. he tried to disregard it, but you kept putting your hand on his shoulder, and he kept making you laugh, and the two of you were subconsciously getting closer and closer. jeonghan was angry. he didn’t exactly know why, but he was. the final straw was when sammy reached around and tickled your sides, causing you to curl up and fall into his arms. jeonghan stood up abruptly, his soda clutched in his hand, and walked up towards you and sammy. as he walked past, he tipped the can over, spilling soda all over the other boy’s lap. you gasped and turned to grab napkins out of your basket.

“oh my gosh, i’m so sorry, simon!” jeonghan said, feigning concern and innocence.

“it’s sammy, and don’t worry about it. just be careful next time,” sammy replied taking a few napkins from you. you started helping him clean up the sticky drink, dabbing the napkins on his legs, getting much too close to him for jeonghan’s liking. he really didn’t think that one through. jeonghan scoffed and stomped back to his blanket with jinsoul, who was extremely proud of herself and the other shippers™.

step two was another success.

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the day was almost over, and everyone was gathered in the large field next to the lake for the first movie night of the summer. you and jeonghan were sitting together, as you usually do when he isn’t sitting with his cabin, who usually end up cuddling during the movie. jihoon hates it, but then soonyoung joins and he hates it a little more (less ;). but tonight, someone was missing from that group. as he had been all day, seungkwan was scheming. it was the last step of the day, and the most simple one. minghao had brought to everyone’s attention that you were a messy eater when it came to ice cream, and jeonghan was extremely neat. as soon as he said this, the entire group understood exactly what he was referring to. so jun had an ice cream sandwich he had brought to you, and the only other thing they had to do was sit back and watch.

you had just opened and bit into the sandwich, eyes on the movie in front of you as you leaned back against jeonghan’s chest. after a few minutes, you had finished all of the treat and you sat up, looking back at the light-haired boy and smiling. he rolled his eyes and pointed to your lips.

“you are such a messy eater.” you reached up to wipe it off before he caught your hand and lowered it down again, “don’t. i’ve got it.” jeonghan looked down at your lips as he reached up and swiped his thumb across the bottom one, collecting the ice cream off of it onto his thumb. he stuck the tip of his thumb in his mouth, licking the melted sugar off of it. you looked down to the ground before he could see you blushing. he chuckled and pulled you back into his chest.

“you’re so mean,” you whined, elbowing him in the stomach.

“you know what i’m curious about?” he asked.

“what?”

“what happens when one of us starts dating. the two of us are so close, our partner would probably be uncomfortable with us always cuddling like this and stuff.” your heart sank at the thought of jeonghan dating someone else.

“i guess we just wouldn’t be around each other as much. why do you ask? do you like someone?” you knew you were just being hopeful in asking this, but you still had to try.

“i was just wondering. and no, i don’t like anyone. do you,” he asked, looking down at you.

“yeah, a little.”

“who?”

“don’t worry about it.”

“tell me who it is.”

“jeonghan, i said don’t worry about it!” you raised your voice at him, sitting up and glaring into his eyes.

“i’m your best friend, i have a right to know!” that’s what set you off. you shot up, throwing the blanket you had over your legs to the ground.

“i don’t have to tell you every little thing about my life just because you’re my best friend! there are some things i just want to keep to myself and you need to understand that. you’re so fucking overbearing and you have no reason to be. i’m my own person, i don’t belong to you. i’m not your girlfriend, i’m not your child, and i’m not your little sister. until you figure out how to be a best friend the right way, stay the hell away from me, you piece of shit.” you turned and sprinted towards your cabin, wiping tears from your eyes. you didn’t really know what you had just done.

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“well that didn’t work out,” jungeun sighed.

“no shit, sherlock,” seungkwan spat sarcastically.

“what are we gonna do?” jinsoul asked worriedly. seungkwan shook his head and shrugged.

“i have no idea. but i do know one thing.”

“what’s that?”

“step three was a total failure.”

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Between two Voids ch 9

Pennywise x Beverly

summery: It has been 12 years since Beverly was last in Derry. now 26 years old and returning with her boyfriend she strives for a life of normalcy in the small town. Unaware that a certain stalking creature has awakened much earlier than expected. Looking for a challenge to cure its boredom ,in the now crumbling town, IT aims to uproot her life as much as possible. Yet, is that really such a bad thing given her dark situation hidden from all but the eyes of a world eater?

status: complete

rated: M - fowl language and gore

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~ch:9 Fun & games~

She sighed angrily walking back to throw the order through the kitchen window. “take care of the 3 out front. Don't ask.” Not allowing the chefs a chance to ask what happened. Continuing to head toward the back into the staff bathroom. Sitting on the sink counter to calm down, alone.

“what happened to you?” she heard the clown's voice. Looking over to see him standing by the closed door with the requested container of soup.

“Victoria and her friends.” rubbing the clean half of her forehead. Shutting her eyes in dealing with her migraine. Hearing Pennywise approach close with a setting down of the soup.

He examined over her for any serious injuries. Stepping closer to push how far he could get. She told him to stay out of the bathroom while she was in it, but that was at the hotel. Here she didn't seem to care about his presence inside. Staring at the sweet food, tempted by it, covering her. Bringing himself close enough to Flick out his tongue over a spot on her face to clean of pie filling. Taking a collection of the food into his mouth as she flinched away.

“ucck! Keep your tongue to yourself!” Beverly pushed a hand to his face with disgust to force him away. Tensing her legs together after that excited feeling of being licked. Unintentionally bringing up more of an erotic scent toward him. Exciting him to push further for even more tastings.

Feeling rows of teeth take a nip at her wrist she returned the hand back to her chest. His jaws moved to be up against her neck when there was no longer a hand holding him back.

Her same hand shot up to grab a hold of his ruffled collar. As if she could pull him away if he decided to rip into her neck. Holding back a shiver when his tongue swirled out across her skin in lapping up the broken food.

More of it slithering out with the feel of it changing along the way. Smooth turning to rough to the start of the few bristles lining the sides she saw days ago. The bristles were dull, but flexible to help sweep up the filling in large amounts. Beverly pondered why exactly they were needed on a tongue.

“Quicker to lap up blood that way or to rip meat from between bones?” the thought passing her mind.

She leaned away, telling herself the reason was to get away from all the teeth grazing at her neck. In denial of the tongue bringing certain sensations to her core. There was no way she was feeling excited because of him. She was sick and that was the story she was sticking to.

His hands grabbed a hold of her shoulders, bringing her back closer to his mouth. Startling her by the sudden touch turning into her flinching from claws digging in. letting out a whimper from the sharp pain.

Scenting the hint of fear from her he retracted his claws. Pulling himself back from getting too far ahead. Licking more and more pie off her skin to swallow down without savoring a bite. He wanted to get the useless pie filling out of the way. tasting more of her under the mess. This was a rare chance of being allowed so close without her pushing him away. He was going to take it as long as he could, even when all the pie ran out.

Wrapping his tongue almost completely around her neck to get a taste of her. Not bothering much with the rest of the food coating her at that point. Enjoying her sweet delicate taste heightened by the arousal he was causing her.

“i-i have to get back to work.” she stuttered out, forcing a shiver down. His grip moving around to hug her against his chest followed by a low growl. Her body going still at being pressed up against him. Thoughts racing on this not being a good position. Her legs twisting over themselves to prevent him from getting any closer.

“you're not clean yet.” his voice sounding rough. Returning right back to tasting her. Swallowing a few more bits of pie to look like he was still working on cleaning her.

“E-either way, I h-have to work.” tone going higher as his tongue went over a particularly sensitive spot.

“this has to stop.” her mind blurted. Doing her best to ignore her bodies enjoyment of his handling. Feeling comfort against the warm soft fabric surrounding her in the hug. Eyes closing for a moment in holding herself back from fully leaning against him. A voice from the main dining room causing both to freeze.

“Babe, you here?!” it was Erik calling for her. Sounding unhappy, judging from his tone.

Pennywise let out an aggressive snarl through barred jagged teeth. Grip tightening on Beverly even more possessively at the presence of a intruding male. Beverly ignored the intimidating grip holding her, struggling to get free. If Erik was mad she didn't want to keep him waiting. However, Breaking from Pennywise's grip was a lot harder than she expected.

He held her back in the restraining hug. Covering her mouth just as she was to try yelling out a reply to Erik. Squirming in his tight grasp when she finally got out by elbowing the clowns ribs. Loosening his grip on her just enough to bolt away down the hall. Unable to grab her back now, he could only loom over the two in waiting for something to happen. Only appearing to Beverly in the situation as she talked with the male.

“what's that all over you?” Erik pointed to the last bits of pie remaining. The cleaned area being covered with a thin layer of glistening drool.

“oh, uh, pie. There was a accident and i-” interrupted by a tongue licking the back of her neck. “-iii had to cleeean it off.” her words unsteady. Subtly trying to push away the invisible clown purposely messing up the conversation.

“not surprising. I need money for the party, short on ordering the alcohol. Go ask your boss for our weeks pay early. Get you moved in before the party plans kick in to.” he told her.

“ … i can't-.” barely getting the second word out when Erik interrupted.

“why not?” his tone quieting her.

“she's mine for another day is why.” Pennywise hissed in thought.

“i … I don't want to move before the weeks over. It'll mess up work.”

“this place won't matter once you move. We have a whole shop going that puts the pharmacy here to shame. You won't have to work another day here babe.” tone turning overly friendly as he smiled at her.

“oh. … can I finish this week? Its only one more day.”

“you ask him like a child.” the clown behind her hissed.

“ why? Let's go home where you can do better things like laundry. That would be more helpful than earning pocket change here.” leaning over the counter. Beverly shrinking back ready to curl up for when a strike would hit.

“more money ... for drinks on the party day?” smiling lightly to calm him.

“i don't like you working. you'll have to move your stuff on your own tomorrow. Get the money to me by tomorrow morning or else I'll be pissed, come find you, and fix that shit memory of yours.” he threatened, taking his leave.

Beverly uncrumpled herself from the passive position. Thinking of what to do. “get everything together tonight, ask boss for weeks pay. See Erik, move in, get ready for the party.” listing her thoughts off in almost a numb automated way.

“you going to obey, little pet?” the clown asked.

“im helping. Some of it was my idea.” glaring up at him.

“riiight, I bet he's the next pope too.” tone heavy in sarcasm.

“im moving in with him tomorrow.” she spoke bluntly.

“what?! You can't! We still have a day together!” speaking out his growing anger.

“yes, and I'll still be able to see you. Technically together, nothing's broken.”

“technicallllly your sssuppose to do as I sayyy.” frustration leaking through.

“i don't even trust you'll keep the bargain anyway!”

Noticing the chefs staring through the service window she turned embarrassed. The chefs having watched her argue with the air for who knows how long.

“good thing this job will be over soon. Since my coworkers think I'm nuts now.” she thought, walking to get away to gain some privacy. Aiming to be someplace where nobody would see her talking to the invisible clown.

“maybe I am crazy. This whole Pennywise thing is some massive hallucination. Maybe the guys were being really nice to the insane girl randomly making up stories.” darkly joking in her thoughts.

For hours she heard Pennywise's grumbling over her moving tomorrow. Only pausing for the few hours before the work days end. Continuing later that night while Beverly packed away whatever she could. Feeling excited for tomorrow to be heading … home.

“home … it is home. … Why does that feel so weird to think of?” she pondered. “been in this hotel for too long is why. After I settle down in the apartment it will feel less weird.”

“you don't really want to leave.” the clown spoke. Being ignored by Beverly who was tired of hearing him whine all day. “Do you really want to rely on him for food? For protection? He can't even hold onto his money.”

“that's because a clown with nothing better to do has been harassing him. Something that better stop after I move in.” Beverly held her tone deathly serious.

“or else what? You'll protect him? Better ask permission first. Don't want him getting upset.” he scoffed. “do you think he would do something if I came after you? Or if anyone came after you? Would you need to beg for him to step in? Beg for him to even stay by your side?”

“no! He would step in if he knew what was going on!” Beverly spoke defensibly in place of Eriks absence. “hed be leaving with me if he knew what was really going on!”

“leaving with you, are you sure? He would run to save his own skin first, the little rat.” continuing to prod her on the subject. Working to pop the delusional bubble Beverly kept surrounding the subject of Erik.

“he wouldn't leave without me.” fidgeting with the zippers on her bag.

“he fled pretty quick on our first reunion. Left you to me, alone, running down my tunnels with barely the energy to stand. How long did it take you to get out? How did he greet you once past my door step?”

“and what about you! Acting like you're not in the wrong! He has to take care of me, find us a place to sleep, food to eat, all while on the streets with no help! Meanwhile, what did you do?! Stalk me all around town, hunted me through all those tunnels like a snake! Were you planning to play with your food at the end of it to?!” exploding on him. Furious at how he bad talked Erik at every chance he could. If he was going to drag down Erik, she was going to drag him down just as far.

“considered it, but I also considered talking. I wanted to know why you got stuck with that male. Why you came back to try living some miserable little life in a town that never cared.” expression turning serious. Lacking the anger Beverly expected of him to react with.

“ … I didn't get stuck with him. I chose him. Just like I chose to return here.” anger dying down at the lack of his.

“like you choose to be helpless? Pathetic like a deer in the road. There are animals dumber that still have a better sense of self preservation then you. You do know that injuries lead to death, yessss? They must be treated, do you know that?” tone speaking down to her like a child.

“if you're going to talk to me like that I won't listen to anything you say. Stop trying to be involved where you're not wanted.” shrugging him off to head for bed. Shoving her bag next to her sleeping spot. Not trusting it to be under the bed like usual if the clown was tempted to hide it.

The next morning Beverly woke up obviously later than usual. Investigating the lack of sound from her alarm had her discovering it fully crushed to pieces.

“good thing I don't need that anymore.” she thought. Feeling a little upset that Pennywise destroyed something of hers. On the other hand, Erik didn't like her working which made having an alarm useless for her. Continuing on like normal, Beverly went to take a shower. Keeping her travel bag close for safe keeping. Taking her medication with a new set of clothes on.

Beverly felt strange on this morning. Having not seen Pennywise appear yet to harass her. Mixed feelings of scared nerves fighting with excitement to be in her own apartment with Erik. Stepping out from the bathroom in fresh clothes she smoothed out repeatedly to look nice for Erik later.

“your really trying to look presentable for him?” the clown appeared with a grimace across his face. Oozing a large aura of disapproval for what she was doing today.

“yes, you taking me to work?” she asked flatly.

“no, you can walk.” spoken with the same tone as hers. She rolled her eyes at the expected answer. Putting on her bag to walk the distance there. Followed the whole way by him grumbling something barely hearable.

Beverly's lungs began to sting about the same time she reached the diner. Taking a deep breath of the warm air inside to recover from the pain.

“that's one thing going right. My cold didn't totally screw me with the pneumonia.” she thought. Preparing herself to now tell her boss she was quitting and wanted her paycheck of 1 week.

“why quit if moneys so important? Is it because he said so?” Pennywise asked to prod at her nerves.

“hes old fashioned. Doesn't want me working to death at a dead end job. He prefers doing the hard work to pay for everything.” whispering to avoid being seen again talking to herself.

“how old in “old fashioned”? I have quite a few century's experience. Pairs used to do everything together once upon a time. Tending the grain, gathering eggs, slitting the throats of pigs to tear the meat apart.” his talking going on being ignored. Beverly walking faster to the managers door with a worried knock before entering.

She went through the explanation to her manager that there was a “family emergency” that required her to quit. Asking for the pay by the end. Her manager wasn't happy, but couldn't really do much about it.

“oooh you had to lie? Why's that? Afraid to get in some trouble for something you shouldn't be doing?” the clown mocked by her side. Her unable to answer in the presence of her manager writing down the check, handing her the small pay. As soon as the check was in hand she rushed right out the diner. Heading straight to meet Erik.

“ words from god. You're making bad choices.”

“what god?” she asked bitterly.

“meee!” he sang out proudly.

“you? you're the furthest thing from god here! I'd be more likely to believe that a sandwich at the diner was god.” walking further ahead to gain space.

“do people see you talking to that too?” teasing with soft voice turning an agitated growl as Erik's apartment came into view. Standing right behind Beverly at the door. Watching her movements stiffen up at the knock on the door. Fear flowing off her to fill the air outside around them.

“he's not home.” lying through a barred smiled. Letting out a disappointed growl when Erik came to the door.

Erik smiled widely at seeing Beverly. Looking even happier at seeing the check in her hands.

“oh great, you brought the money. How much is it?”

“its 256.” speaking softly with a handing over of her check.

“that it? Did you try asking for more?” snatching the check with a disappointed look over. Any happiness he had disappearing at the measly number on the check.

“i could have gotten more if I worked longer.” Wincing back when Erik made his disapproval of her talk known.

“that all your shit? Or do you have to go back for more?” pointing at her backpack. Turning to head into the apartment without a word to invite Beverly in.

“no, this is it.” tone returning to its earlier softness. Standing on the doorstep, waiting, to be invited in. afraid if she just assumed and stepped inside, Erik would be greatly upset.

“good, set it inside back in my room. You can sort through it later after you get a bunch of stuff done.” pointing down the hallway toward his room. Beverly cautiously stepping into the home with steps being light as a feather to not make any noise.

“just fucking walk!” Pennywise snapped behind her. following her irritatingly slow steps further into the building. He was about ready to carry her to the room to save the hour it would take at their pace. Scaring her unintentionally into going still in the living room. She had forgotten he was still following her around. Taking in a breath to grab a careful side glance of Erik turned away. Walking again in a quicker pace before he could turn back.

Entering the bedroom by a quiet turn of the knob. Not even daring to make a noise from the door creaking shut. Setting her bag by the door like a fragile baby about to wake up screaming.

“back at this dump.” the clown insulted the place.

“your one to talk.” Beverly whispered, carefully stepping back out to talk with Erik. “you wanted me to do something?” quietly asking when approaching him.

“yeah, need you to clean this place. Flies are getting attracted to all the empty beer bottles. Then you can do laundry and make us something for lunch. I should be back by then to come pick it up.” pulling out a bag of weed from the underside of the lower sink cabinets. Shoving it into one of his jacket pockets.

“yes sir.” nodding in confirmation.

“cook, clean, do laundry all the wonders of being a maid.” the clown mocked.

“quiet.” Beverly mumbled out as a blurb. Making fully sure that Erik didn't hear it.

“steaks are in the freezer, you know how I like them.”spoken on his way to the door.

“I'll make sure they're ready.” remaining in her standing spot with her head lowered. Taking careful short glances toward him to avoid direct eye contact.

“I'll make sure they're ready.” the clown mocked her voice perfectly.

“stop it.” hissing her words to the side.

“i can do your friends laundry too.” the clown spoke clearly in Beverly tongue. She went wide eyed at what he said that actually caught Eriks attention back to her.

“great, they left a couple bags in the living room corner you can do.” Erik responded as he opened the door to leave.

“want me to be your babysitter, dumb ass?” the clown was having too much fun mimicking her. Joyfully messing with Erik all at the same time.

“shut up!” Beverly shouted a little too loudly.

“who are you telling to shut up?!” Erik slammed the door strong enough to shake things of a nearby shelf. “Do you think you own the place?!” His approach gearing up to throw a few blows while Beverly lowered herself into a flinch. Holding both arms over her head for protection in a shivering panic.

“uh.” she heard Erik let out in a much calmer tone. Beverly peaked out under her blocking arms. Noticing first that Eriks expression changed more toward fear. Staring at her from his spot not too far from the door. The next noticeable thing was Pennywise's arms held out at her sides. Leaning forward to keep his head above hers defensively. Jaws bared widely in a smile of sharp teeth daring Erik to try stepping closer.

“do what I asked.” Erik spoke out faster than normal with a hurried pace out the door.

Beverly uncurled from her defensive position. Looking from the door to the clown with a glare. Shoving him with bother her hands on his chest. Fighting back tears building up in her eyes.

“you're an asshole! What did you do?!” she demanded to know. “did he see you?!”

“don't get your knickers in a knot. All I did was give him a little warning, he still doesn't know shit.” he answered casually.

“you started it you asshole!”

“maybe you should be glad I didn't finish it. Hmm? … let it go.” grinning down at her. Voice in a tone of hidden warning.

“ … whatever … I got a list of chores to do.” voice already sounding tired. Entering the kitchen to grab a few trash bags. Throwing all the empty to half full bottles of stale beer into the bags. Ignoring all the mocking jabs of her being a maid from the clown. Throwing out bags of trash to then start on laundry. Slowly going through the bags and bags. Folding all of Erik clothes to put away neatly. For everybody else she just tossed back into the bags without care. Rushing to cook Eriks lunch before he could arrive.

“why do you have to ruin it like that? Leave some of the damn blood to keep it juicy!” the clown complained over the cooking steak in the pan. Watching it as somebody would a dead rat in a blender.

“humans don't like blood on our meat. We prefer it fully edible.” Beverly carefully plated it with a few sides. Trying to make it seem perfect. She made the mistake once before having it be too messy looking. She never make the mistake again. Setting the overly neat plate on the dining table with a beer sitting by.

“edible compared to what? A belt?” the clown reached to touch the meat on the plate. Hand slapped away by Beverly before he could.

“don't touch it!”

“didn't know you were so food aggressive too.” he joked.

“only on the stuff I make.” Fear spiking up as Eriks arrival drew closer.

“i can make it better.” the clown stared down at the plate.

“if you mess this up I swear!” glaring with tone low.

“but its soooo boring here. Why don't we go out? Your suppose to have glittery sunshine or air or something needing outside.”

“no, I have chores to do.” Standing by the table with folded arms as if she was a servant ready for their next order.

“like what?” challenging her word.

“clean sheets, windows, maybe vacuum.” voice spoken out softly.

“never thought id see the day someone makes up there own slave work.” he chuckled. “maybe I can help things be better.” raising a hand toward the food.

“NO!” screeching wide eyed at him about to touch the set plate.

“no I absolutely can. Like this over cooked belt you served. It just needs-” cheerfully speaking with confidence as his hand lowered closer.

“NO! Don't you dare touch anything!” holding her dagger eyed stare.

“or else what?” teasing his hand over the plated food. He pushed quite a few times, but never this far. He wanted to test what she would do. Curious how she would handle herself in an environment she was so set on keeping perfect.

Dodging her hand whipping out to slap him. Laughing at her soft attack barely feeling any air cross his face.

“too slow. He has you trained well. Cant let the little dog bite indoors.” taunting in pushing her further.

“i don't want to deal with a child.” the last of her patience running out. keeping her standing pose by the table.

“oooh, that hurt.” speaking in mocked sadness. Leaving Eriks plated food alone to walk down along the table. Beverly's posture relaxing for the moment. Tensing back up at the clown coming close around her side of the table. Shooting out an arm to stop his from grabbing Eriks plate. Pushing the clown back to get him as far from the plate as possible. Kicking him when he moved her away with a grip on one of her wrists. Grabbing onto his ruffled collar in holding him back from approaching the plate again.

With her getting more hands on he wanted to test more aggressively. Opening his jaws up at the arm holding onto his collar. Scaring her into letting go. Shoving her away, not enough to knock her off her feet, creating an issue for him when he turned away. Feeling her jump onto his back with arms wrapping around his neck to choke him back.

He hated that irritating sensation, wanting to break it quickly he twisted his spine much farther then normal. Grabbing a hold one of her legs to yank up. Disturbing her grip enough to break it with another yank forward. Having her drop onto the floor.

“you're rusty.” chuckling down at her. Her glaring up at him from the floor. Kicking her leg free from his hold to get up. Stumbling up into her earlier pose when Erik entered through the door.

“i made it the way you like.” smiling softly to Erik.

“you were suppose to put it in a bag.” he sighed. “I'll fucking do it.”going to a cupboard to yank out a large Ziploc bag. Tossing the entire plate into with without concern.

“all that plating to waste.” Pennywise commented on Beverly's perfect plate now mashed into one bag.

“sorry.” Hearing an angry huff from Erik on his way out the door. Slamming it loudly behind him.

“great, that went well. Can you make me lunch too?” the clown joked.

“shut up.”

“shut up.” mimicking her, voice and all.

“Stop.”

“Stop.” parroting her. She only let out a sigh after that. Heading to go do some other chore in the apartments.

“lets go outside. He got his lunch, he won't be back for a while.” speaking as he followed behind.

“no.” voice going back to its quiet tone.

“lets go.” ignoring her rejection. Grabbing her hand with a shifting of black to appear out in the woods. “there, not so bad.” Watching Beverly shut down in immediate panic.

“where are we?!” ducking low below the large brush line to hide.

“the forest.”

“where?!” she asked more urgently.

“by the quarry.” Beverly bolting off soon after he answered. “where are you going?” he shouted after her.

She run toward a large opening in the tree line. Finding the quarry cliff edge. Running around it to find a dirt road that would hopefully bring her to the main road. She had to rush back before Erik found out she left.

“shit, shit, shit.” she repeated with her running down the road. Lungs making it painful after the first minute. Then her stabbed side started to burn. Anxiety spiking as a police car pulled up next to her. Her running down a dirt road looking very suspicious in her mind. She slowed to a stop as the car did. The officer rolling down the window to speak.

“put a leash on your dog.” he told her.

“what?” she spoke confused.

“leash it.” he pointed behind her. She looked back seeing a large white wolf like dog standing 3 ft at the shoulder. Darker grey markings on its paws and circling the neck. Wagging its tail happily at watching her.

“that's not mine!” turning back toward the officer.

“it's been following you. Seems to know you like it's yours. Either leash it, or I give you a fine.” the officer warned.

“god dammit.” Beverly hissed under her breath. Looking around for something like a vine to use in place of a leash. The only thing on her that was remotely usable was her belt. Taking it off to make a loop big enough to fit around the dog's head with only 4 inches extra as a “leash”. Resisting the urge to tighten it into choking him. Looking to the officer for a sign of satisfaction.

“bring a leash next time.” the officer ended the conversation with a drive off. Beverly waited for the car to be far off into the distance for her to rush off again. Ditching the wolf she was sure she knew well.

“why are you running off so?” the wolf trotted behind her.

“because of you I have to reach the damn apartment.” running going more into a jog. Not taking long to reach town across the main bridge. Turning back toward the annoying creature that had been following her. Knowing shed have to pick the leash back up so no other cops would stop her.

“couldn't have been anything else. Like a moose so I wouldn't have to walk you.” Beverly complained.

“a moose look doesn't suit my dietary needs.” he answered smugly.

Beverly shook her head. Looking up at the sky to gather some sense of time. It was far past noon, meaning Erik would be heading home soon. Sickness settling at the bottom of her stomach. The apartment wasn't far now she just needed to rush a little longer.

“Maybe i could make up a cover by buying groceries.” Stomach sinking at her name being called.

“Beverly!” Erik shouted from the window of a large van. Her head whipped around to his direction, shrinking down fearfully. “what are you doing?” tone uncomfortably calm. A cold stare held on her. She didn't get the chance to answer when Lorna spoke up.

“aww, its a cute doggy.” she spoke excitedly. The wolf gleaming with pride at being praised, even if it was from a rat. Getting Victorias attention enough to push Lorna back for a look.

“pfft, that ragged mutt infested with ticks?” Victoria insulted.

“who got it for you?” Eriks tone bearing mistrust from what Beverly noticed. This felt more serious then normal, especially when he asked “who”.

“n-nobody. I got him.” answering him quietly.

“how'd you afford it?” asking barely after Beverly finished.

“he's a stray. He followed me.”

“why did you go out?” At this point she was sure he was looking for any excuse to pin on her.

“i finished everything-”

“did you?” Erik interrupted. She decided it was best to stay quiet at this point. Giving a light nod as her only answer. “get in the car.” he commanded.

“i can wal-”

“no, get in the van!” cold stare turning more enraged. “all you guys move over!” he said to everybody sitting in the back.

“no way, she'll have to sit in the back with Charles.” Victoria snickered from the window.

Beverly's heart skipped a beat. Fearfully stepping up to open the van door. Standing there ready to vomit at the sight of Charles smiling at her. She slowly got onto the seat, squished as far as she could at the seats end to avoid Charles. Receiving a bit of a gut punch as the wolf leapt into her lap as she closed the door.

“could you get your damn paw out of my gut and your elbow off my collar bone!” she groaned to the heavy creature sitting in her lap. Shoving the beast a little to sit more on her legs then on half her body. Sucking in a breath of air when he did move. Sitting this way was incredibly uncomfortable. The pain far outweighed the other cons, being Charles.

“uh, hes a really big one. Heeey puppy-” Charles spoke nervously around the large canine. Reaching out a shaky hand to pet pens snout. The large wolf bearing more of its teeth in a threatening growl at the hovering hand. Lunging for a snap at it, making a loud clack of teeth shutting on air. Beverly keeping pen held close as she gave a happy pat to the wolfs chest. Hiding a small smile behind all the fur at seeing Charles now trying to blend into the other door. Far away from the large canine with half bared teeth staring at him.

“what's his name?” Lorna asked. Earning a disappointed huff from Victoria.

“ … Pen ...” Beverly spoke after some quick thinking. Not knowing how long he would stick around like this she had to call him something.

“stupid.” Victoria commented.

“that things not coming into the apartment.” Erik started from the front passenger seat. Catching pens attention away from Charles for a split second.

Beverly nodded despite him unable to see her. Erik hated animals, especially dogs, maybe because they also hated him. She wasn't worried about leaving Pennywise outdoors. Right now she had to worry about if Charles would follow along into the apartment. Then there was Eriks paranoia of her cheating with someone.

“maybe the drive will calm him down a bit.” she thought.

Trey stopped the van outside their apartment. The engine not turning off meant at least trey was going to leave. Beverly swallowed down some hope that everybody else would leave as well.

“see you all at the party tomorrow. Get out of the car babe.” Erik spoke with an opening of his door. Beverly getting a wave of relief at everybody going. Slipping out from under pen after opening the door. The large beast following behind her.

“i gotta take care of pen for a second.” she spoke quietly to Erik.

“2 minutes to tie him to a tree.” Erik said, heading indoors. With trey driving off leaving her completely alone with Pen.

She removed her belt from around his neck. Seeing no reason for him to keep it.

“you named me, now you have to keep me. Those are the rules.” pen spoke.

“what? What rules where?” raising a brow at him as she slipped her belt back on.

“the rule that all the children say.”

“oh, that. That doesn't work that way.” giving a light chuckle at the simple logic. Kids always assumed if you brought something home with a name, it meant they could keep it.

“why not? They say it all works.”

“naming something to keep only works if your 5 and its a baby bird.” heading to the apartment. Sky darkening with the days end. “now go off. The days are up and this stuff has to stop.” tone stern, hiding other feelings underneath.

“it won't stop! I will continue courting! It will only stop when I say!” shouting from behind her. Seeing Beverly's head shake before disappearing into the building.

“... should the game end?” the question rose in his mind.

#It (2017)#pennywise #beverly marsh #pennywise x beverly marsh #beverly still kicks pennywise's ass #between two voids ch 9

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Im Here Ch. 7

Hey Hey Heyyyyyy its MAAAAFIAAAAA TIMEEEEEEEEE

Kitty

Pairing: Jaebum x Reader

Rating: Drama, Angst, Smut, Fluff WARNINGS: Language, Eventual Violence, Lots of Smut Later on

Part | Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 |

You're anxiety surfaced the moment your eyes laid on him, but though you knew you shouldn't be trusting him you were desperate. You could tell by the way the guys behind you tensed that they knew your history, more specifically your history with BamBam. Without making eye contact with any of them you motioned for Bam to follow you, taking him through the house and out to the back yard. You could tell that no one was comfortable with you being with him, especially outside but you needed him.

“So are you going to tell me what's going on?” BamBam asked in a soft tone, trying whatever he could to not scare you.

“I'm sick of people putting themselves in danger for me.” You said folding your arms across your chest, your voice coming out as cold and bitter.

“So why am I here?”

“I want you to teach me how to use a gun. No one in this house would even think about thinking about letting me touch one so I called you.” You said, your voice fading towards the end of your sentence.

“You want me to teach the girlfriend of the one person I’m terrified of how to shoot a gun. Are you crazy?”

“It's the least you can do for me. Especially after what you did.” You said, your heart pounding as you threw a dig at him.

You could see his heart dropping at your words as his eyes looked down and his hand came up to squeeze his temple. You watched him as he wavered, his hands moving to rub his face fully now and you watched as he looked over to the guys half standing on the porch and the other half looking through the kitchen window. He surprised you when he dropped to his knees, the palms of his hands gripping to the grass as he repeated a string of ‘im so sorries’ your way.

Seeing this man dressed perfectly from head to foot begging for forgiveness made you sad. You didn't know why you were sad, just seeing him like that tugged at your heart. It was your weakness. All the old memories flooded back and you found yourself kneeling down to become face to face with him.

“Just teach me how to use a gun.”

After getting his composure back you tried to lighten the mood as best you could as he pulled out the gun and handed it over to you. You could see the first initial reactions of the guys watching was to pounce, but when the gun touched your hands they did more than that.

“Stop it, this can not happen.” The oldest of the group said as he half ran across the yard to meet you guys.

“Go inside.” Was all you said, but the tone in your voice was enough to make them retreat enough so BamBam could continue.

He took his tole teaching you how to hold it, how to take the safety off and put it back on, how to load it and last, how to shoot it. It was easier that you thought it would be, and as BamBam slowly nodded and clapped his hand, his eyes not leaving the dead center of the tree you had just hit. You had impressed yourself with how accurate you were. You stood there as bambam excused himself, going back into the house just like he still lived there.

He returned with a handful of empty cans and bottles. He called for you to follow him as he reached the back of the gate and lined them up.

“If you can hit these in one go, you can hit anything.”

“Even if its moving?” You said looking over to him.

“It's easier if their moving.”

Target practice was enough to make you confident, and you were surprised at how easy things had fallen back into place with him. As if he hadn't done all those things. It was the last row, you had nailed almost every shot since he started lining them up and you were becoming confident with your ability to aim. But every time you pulled the trigger, the angrier you got at your current situation.

You had lined up again, your head tilted slightly and one eyelid dropped so you could focus on the last can when a voice behind you made you jump and soon the gun was snatched from your hands.

“Are you mental!?” Jaebum screamed, his hands knowingly putting the safety back on before he threw the gun back at BamBam’s chest. His eyes never left yours, making you feel every ounce of anger that he had in his body.

“What do you think you're doing!?” He yelled again, stepping closer to you. But there was no way you were backing down.

“If I knew all it took was me holding a gun to get you to finally acknowledge me.” You said trying to walk by him, but his arm caught you again, this time not as soft.

“What is that supposed to mean.” His jaw clenched.

“It means stop babying me and let me do something for myself for once.” You screamed.

He let you go this time, watching you as you walked away, only stopping to steal BamBam’s gun off of him. You didn't dare look behind you until you were back in your room and the door was locked. From your bed you could hear Jaebum yelling at everyone down stairs, probably trying to hide the fact that he was embarrassed you had called him out like that in front of an audience.

But once it was quiet it stayed quiet until the sound of the boys rustling around downstairs was enough to spark your interest. Your mind fought with yourself. Half of you wanted to go down stairs and stop pouting, but the other half, the half that won, told you you needed to stay put. To not let Jaebum win. And the fact that he hadn't knocked on the door once made you realize that he was trying to hold out as well.

Every once in a while you thought you heard a knock, but you didn't believe it was anything more than your imagination. Until his voice came through the door in a very soft tone.

“Y/n I've been sitting here for four hours, please let me in.”

Your heart sunk, there's no way he had been and all those knocks were real. You stood, not knowing if you should answer it but you had made enough noise slipping out of the bed that he knocked again. The time read 1:30 am when you looked at the clock buy the bed. You felt terrible. Another knock brought you out of it and you quickly closed the space between you and the door. You let another second pass and he knocked again.

You didnt think youd be relieved to see him on the other side of the door but when you opened it to see him standing with his head in the crook of his arm and his hair a mess and his shirt undone at the top you couldn't help but sink back into the room. Before you could get to far he reached out for you. You let him pull you into his chest, and the feeling of his shoulders shaking slightly made it easier for you to wrap your arms around his waist.

“Are you still mad at me?” He mumbled into your shoulder.

“Yes.”

He chuckled lightly and readjusted his grip around your waist sighing once more before tightening it enough that lifting you would be easy. You tried not to giggle as he fell with you on the bed, and when he pulled his torso off of of yours you were able to see just how sad he was.

You hit his chest playfully to make him smile, but it was just for a second before his head dipped back down. You wrapped your arms around his head, your fingers stroking his hair when a soft ‘im sorry.’ vibrated against your shoulder.

“Are you still mad at me?” he asked again lifting his head up once more so he could look at you better.

“Has anything changed?” You asked.

“Not yet.”

“Then yes.”

He bit his lip, looking at you to see if there was anything he could do and when he couldn't find the answer he bent down and kissed you.

“How about now?” You shook your head and looked up to him with big eyes.

This time he kissed you longer, but just as soft. His lips lingering on yours as he mumbled another ‘What about now?’ When you shook your head a third time he didn't take any time pressing his lips to yours harder, his body pressing yours further back onto the bed. You weren't mad anymore. You needed to feel him, especially since it had been so long since he had touched you like this.

You couldn't help the instinct to arch your back into his chest more, you knew he loved it when you did that to him. The kiss heatened, his body rocking against yours. His hand took yours and intertwined your fingers against the bed, pressing you harder into the sheets. A small smile left his lips as a airy moan left yours. He moved his kisses down your neck and across your chest You tried to wiggle your way to get over him but he held you down, both your hands pinned over your head. He kissed you harder, his body making its way between your legs and this time it was his turn to let out a soft moan.

This kiss soften until his forehead rested on yours, his eyes closed and breath light.

“You know all I want is to protect you, right?” He said, letting you push him up so you could sit face to face. You never let go oh his hand though.

“It's not your job to protect me.”

“Y/n…”

“Jaebum please. I know, you're just as important to me. But protecting me isnt your job. I know you feel like it is, especially in this circumstance but its not your job. Let me just be your girlfriend.” you said, never looking up from where his hand held onto yours.

“I just can't see you get hurt. I cant see yourself be put in danger.” You sighed and took his cheek in your hand

“I don't feel in danger. I feel annoyed, but not in danger.” You said trying your hardest to get him to look at you.

You watched him carefully, his cheeks between your hands as he nodded slowly and avoided all eye contact. You didn't know what else to do other than pull him back into your chest and wrap your arms around him tightly.

He laid like that with you for a while before he sniffled once and propped himself up. Hed looked at you before giving you a soft smile and sat up, bringing you with him.

“Lets get in bed.” He said before kissing you till you laid back again and standing you.

You couldnt help but giggle as he stood and walked to his closet. You watched him undressed, the sheets pulled up to your chin and your eyes half closed as sleep started to take over you. He walked back over to you slowly, his hand rubbing against his bare chest. He made you softly giggle again when he got on the bed by going over you instead of walking to the other side. Though it didnt take long for you to get to sleep you couldnt help but smile as he seemed to hug you even tighter and tighter as the two of you drifted off into sleep.

#got7 #got7 mafia #im jaebum #jaebum mafia

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esmeiolanthe · 5 years

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Spy Challenge rules

I’ve made up a challenge, because making up challenges is fun. It has to do with spies, because spies are cool. The rules are pretty hefty, because I like making lists and challenge rules are all about lists. You can read the rules below the cut or at my Dreamwidth.

The challenge is to play a successful spy. There are a few Dos, a few Don’ts, and lots of flavor.

Max Body skill (Spies need to be able to climb things, swim away from things, ski down mountains after jumping out of airplanes, and fight big thugs with metal teeth – or at least James Bond does in the movies…)

Max Logic skill (Spies need to know how to figure things out from little hints and scraps of information, and know what information is important and what isn’t)

Max Charisma skill (Spies often have to recruit others to find things out for them, so they need to be charming)

If your sim was a playable with a family, you have two options.

1. Easy Mode: You can have contact with your family as normal – unless your cover is blown

2. Hard Mode: You can have contact with one relative of your choice, once per week +200 points for voluntarily completing the challenge on Hard Mode

DON’T

Do NOT take a job in the Intelligence career, if it’s available in your game set up (Successful spies don’t go around saying “Hi, I’m a spy!”)

Do NOT use strawberry juice (If someone gets mad at a spy and somehow blows their cover, their life is on the line, after all)

FLAVOR SKILLS

Spies have lots of skills they need to know. I freely admit that I picked up a lot of these from a BBC reality show called Spy that came out in the early 2000s. I’ll list the skill and then how to incorporate it into your game.

Go gray/Go undercover: Spies need to be able to blend in with everyone else and not stand out in any way at all. Get a job in any career (except Intelligence), but make sure you do NOT pass Level 5. If you pass Level 5, your cover is blown. You may not ignore chance cards.

Withstand torture: Spies need to be able to keep their heads at all times, even under adverse conditions. Keep your sim with all meters in orange/red for at least 24 hours without any critical failures or death. “Critical failures” are the Shrink, the Social Bunny, or any of the Aspiration desperation actions. If your sim wets their pants, that’s okay – just have them drink three glasses of water right away afterwards. +15 for every time you complete this. You can only choose to do this once. It may trigger additional times based on other circumstances.

Talk their way into someone’s home: Spies need to be personable and able to talk their way into places. Build a relationship with another sim such that they invite you to a community lot/on a date. When you get the invitation, accept it, and have the outing/date be at least a Good Time if not better. Bonus points if this sim is a townie or a safe NPC. +5 for every time you complete this.

Follow someone: Spies need to be able to follow people without being caught. Go to from one community lot to another and see the same sim 5 times in a row. (This is somewhat random due to game mechanisms, but theoretically possible.) +20 for every time you accomplish this.

Get someone to do iffy things for them: The first step for a spy to recruit an informant is to get them to do something a little bit iffy but not actually illegal. If that works, they ask for a bit more and a bit more and all of a sudden, the spy has another unwitting spy working for them. Use Influence 5 times in a row without being rejected. Refusal to perform the task resets the counter to 0 and means that you can never try Influence on that particular sim again. Bonus points if you manage this on 5 different people. +5 for every time you complete this. +25 bonus points for completing this with 5 different people.

Be good at languages: Spies need to be able to talk to people from other countries. In some cases, they even need to pass as people from other countries. Travel to all three vacation destinations and learn the vacation greetings. Do not stay at expensive hotels, and do not stay a long time, as both of these will make your sim stand out. +10 for every vacation destination greeting mastered.

Evade pursuers: Spies need to be able to get away when an enemy is following or actively chasing them. Learn to teleport, either from the ninja or from meditation once your Logic skill gets high enough. +10 for learning via meditation, +20 for learning from the ninja. You can only learn to teleport via one method, not both.

Have covert contacts with allies, informers, double agents, and so forth: Sometimes spies need to meet with contacts that they can’t really be seen with, so these meetings need to be brief, casual, and apparently accidental. In Good Omens, Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman stated that this was usually done by feeding the ducks, but there aren’t any ducks to feed in TS2. Fish in public and chat with other sims fishing. +5 per event.

Romance/seduce people: Spies sometimes have to use their sex appeal to get information from the enemy. Get Mr. Big/The Diva to fall in love with you. Bonus points if the love is one-sided (them to you only). Double bonus points if the one you seduce is the one that’s opposite your autonomous gender preference. +50 for successful completion. +25 for a one-sided love. +50 for a successful romance with the opposite of your autonomous gender preference.

Take covert pictures/plant cameras: Spies often need to get footage of an enemy doing something, or need to photograph important documents. Take pictures on four separate, busy community lots without having any other sims looking in your direction when you take the picture. If you do not have Bon Voyage, see if you can figure out a way to use the University career reward. +15 for every time you manage this.

Send hidden messages in innocuous things: Spies sometimes send messages in otherwise ordinary items rather than on secret thumb drives or microdots or similar. (For instance, sending a contact a perfectly ordinary book where the message is conveyed by the book chosen.) Paint a picture or write a novel. The painting cannot be a masterpiece, and the novel cannot be a best-seller, since this will make your sim stand out. +10 for every time you complete this.

Drive well: As anyone who has ever watched a spy movie knows, car chases are inevitable. Buy a car, install an alarm, and “Go for a spin” 3 times a week to practice driving – and to learn the lay of the land. +10 at the end of the challenge if you have completed this faithfully. If you have not completed it faithfully, -10 points.

Hack into systems: Spies often need to get into protected databases. Have a LAN party 2 times a week and chat online 3 times a week. +10 at the end of the challenge if you have completed this faithfully. If you have not completed it faithfully, -10 points.

Courier items from one place to another: Spies often need to transport secret documents, packages, or messages. (Fun Fact: Josephine Baker once smuggled important documents past an enemy checkpoint in her underwear.) Take something from one lot to another lot and leave it at the second lot. The second lot must be a community lot. You can hand the item off to a secret contact identified with the appropriate code phrase (see below). Bonus points if you somehow manage to leave the item on a community lot without handing it off to a contact. Extra bonus points if the item in question didn’t belong to your sim in the first place – for example, a gnome stolen from a different sim’s house. +10 for each successful courier mission. +20 if you manage to leave the couriered item on a community lot without handing it off to a contact. +10 if the item in question didn’t belong to you in the first place.

Use code phrases: Spies often have to identify allies they have never met to get help in difficult or emergency situations. To be sure that you are working with an ally, first pick an area of Interest. There are 18 of these in TS2. Each area of Interest has 5 icons that represent it. For example, for Sci-Fi, the icons are rocket ship, astronaut, robot, planet, gray alien. (You can find a full list here: http://sims.wikia.com/wiki/Interest) Before you go to a meeting, pick a sequence of icons. This sequence can be as few as two icons, or as many as you like. (The higher the number, the more unlikely it is that you be able to use it.) When you arrive at the meeting, go up to the sim you think might be your contact and initiate a conversation about the chosen Interest. When your first chosen icon starts off the conversation, this is bringing in the code phrase. If the other sim replies with the next icon in your chosen sequence, they are an allied agent. (If your chosen sequence is longer than two icons, then matching icons need to continue until the correct sequence is reached.) In English, this exchange might go something like “The pelican flies at midnight” answered with “Crickets chirp in the rain.” In TS2, the exchange might go “Rocket ship” answered with “Gray alien.” Feel free to make up your own fancy code phrases to go along with the icons; making up silly code phrases is fun! +25 for every successful pair of code phrases exchanged. -10 every time the initial code phrase is not met with the return code phrase. -25 if the entire topic of conversation is rejected.

Use dead drops: Spies often communicate with or leave things for allies who they never meet. They do this by leaving things in a public place to be picked up later, leaving things visible in an area they control, or doing specific things that are publicly visible. This way, their ally can get the message without ever having to come in contact with the spy. Every day, flip a coin or roll a die to see if you need to do one of the “dead drop” type tasks listed below. Heads/evens= yes, tails/odds=no. If you get an assignment, roll a d20 or use a different randomizer of your choice to choose what your assignment is for the day.

1. Put red flowers out in front of your house (in a vase or a pot or something, not on a bush)

2. Mail something (this can be paying a bill or using the custom mail system of your choice)

3. Wear a blue shirt

4. Read the newspaper in your front lawn

5. Wear a hat

6. Play fetch

7. Go jogging

8. Buy a magazine

9. Walk to work/drive to work (whichever is not usual for you). If it is your day off, walk/drive to a community lot, again doing whichever is not usual for you.

10. Order groceries

11. Have coffee on a community lot between 4-6 pm

12. Comb/style your hair differently (do not cut or dye it – just a different part, an updo, something like that)

13. Sunbathe (either on a towel or in a recliner – if it is currently winter, this will be quite cold)

14. Water your plants between 2-3 pm

15. Dig for treasure and leave the hole for 24 hours

16. Make and play with a paper airplane, then leave it on the lawn

17. Buy and display a new lawn ornament (you can leave it on the lawn after – it won’t be new anymore, so it’s okay)

18. Leave trash on the lawn while you are at work

19. Wear sunglasses

20. Hang out in the yard with a radio playing salsa music in the yard with you

If you do not have the specific EP needed to perform one of these actions, do something similar given your particular game set up. +1 for every dead drop completed

SPECIAL CIRCUMSTANCES

These are special circumstances that may or may not come up in your game, depending on your set up and play style.

Friend or Foe?: When you identify an allied agent using a code phrase, spend 3 hours cultivating a relationship with them. If you end up with a positive relationship, you earn points. If you end up with a negative relationship, as enemies, and/or with the other sim furious at you, they will betray you. You lose points when they betray you. If you are Enemies, this blows your cover. +15 for a positive relationship. -25 points for a negative relationship.

Take a Chance on Me: If a stranger calls you up and asks you to go out (either date or outing), always accept. Flip a coin before you head out. Heads=the person is an ally, tails=the person is an enemy agent. If the person is an ally, nothing further happens – have an ordinary outing. If the person is an enemy agent, try to befriend them. If you max out the outing/date meter, you turn them into a double agent who is now secretly on your side. If you have a positive (but not maxed) or a neutral outing/date, you and your enemy go your separate ways with a new respect for each other, but without interference. If you have a negative (but not bottomed out) outing/date, this triggers the torture scenario above. If you bottom out the outing/date meter, you become the double agent who is now secretly on the enemy’s side. If you become a double agent, adjust your relationship with the enemy spy to 75/75, and change your relationships with your former allies to no more than 30/30. For all scoring purposes, your former allies are now your enemies and your former enemies are now your allies. Every time you complete a mission for your former allies, call your friendly enemy spy and chat on the phone for one game hour. +25 for a maxed outing/date meter, 0 for a neutral meter, -20 for a negative meter, -100 for a bottomed out meter.

Sim of a Thousand Faces: If you are contacted by a hobby leader, you must put on a disguise – in fact, a whole new identity (see below) – go to a community lot (or even the hobby lot), and pick a sim you don’t know to interact with in keeping with the disguise for 3 hours. At the end of the time, if your relationship with the sim is positive, your mission was a success. If your relationship is negative, this triggers the torture scenario above. If you end up as enemies/furious, your cover has been blown. +25 for a successful mission, -20 for a failure triggering torture.

Identity Elements (Choose all 20 elements randomly via whatever randomizing method you prefer)

1. Male/Female

2. Young Adult/Adult/Elder

3. Hair: Red/Blonde/Brown/Black/Custom

4. Fit/Average/Fat

5. Eyes: Brown/Dark blue/Green/Gray/Light blue/custom

6. Supernatural/Not supernatural

a. If supernatural: combination supernatural/just one type of supernatural

b. Vampire/Alien/Zombie/Witch/Bigfoot/Genie/Servo/Plantsim/Werewolf

c. If witch: Good/Neutral/Evil

7. Employed/Not employed

8. Rich/Not rich

9. Hobby: Cuisine/Film & Literature/Tinkering/Sports/Music & Dance/Fitness/Arts & Crafts/Science/Games/Nature

10. Turn On: Hair Color/Clothing/Accessories/Makeup/Fitness/Smell/Life State/Employment

a. Hair color: Red/blonde/brown/black/grey/custom/facial hair

b. Clothing: Swim wear/formal wear/underwear

c. Accessories: Glasses/hats/jewelry

d. Makeup: Makeup/full face makeup

e. Fitness: Fat/fit/average

f. Smell: Cologne/stink

g. Supernatural state: As in #6b above

h. Employment: Unemployed, employed, hard worker (Level 6+ in career)

11. Turn Off: As in #10 above. Remove the Turn On you chose from consideration.

12. Primary Interest: Environment/Food/Weather/Culture/Money/Politics/Paranormal/Health/ Fashion/Travel/Crime/Sports/Entertainment/Animals/Work/School/Toys/Sci-Fi

13. Career: Adventurer/Architecture/Artist/Athlete/Business/Culinary/Criminal/Dance/Education/ Entertainment/Show Business/Journalism/Law/Law Enforcement/Medicine/ Military/Music/Natural Scientist/Oceanographer/Paranormal/Politics/Science/Slacker (Note that Intelligence is NOT an option!)

14. Successful/Not successful

15. Pet/No pet

a. If pet: cat/dog/bird/fish

16. Taken/Available (for romantic purposes)

17. Kids/No kids

18. Favorite color: Red/Orange/Yellow/Green/Blue/Purple/Pink/Black/White/Gray/Brown

19. Conservative/Rebellious/Quirky/Sporty/Elegant/Geeky/Ordinary

20. Social group: None/Gearhead/Bohemian/Jock/Tech/Socialite

Some of these things may require custom content to pull off. (For example, if a male sim has to pass himself off as a female sim, you will probably need some form of custom content for his clothing.) Some of the things you choose will not show (such as social group), but can inform your interactions. For example, if your sim is supposed to be a Socialite, they should greet people with the Kiss Kiss Darling interaction. If your sim is supposed to have a Turn Off for red hair, they should not flirt with any redheads. If your sim has kids, they might turn the conversation topic to School or Toys. If your sim is a geeky sim with a pet fish and with the favorite color of pink, they might wear a pink shirt with a picture of a fish on it. Some of the Turn On options listed above are not available in game, or are broken. That’s okay – you’re not really changing your sim’s preferences, just having them pretend. (It’s harder that way.)

Maintain a Legend: Have a pretend relationship with another sim, preferably an allied agent. This pretend relationship has all the trappings of marriage/romance, including living together and sleeping in the same bed, but without romantic attachment. This sim may NOT be Mr. Big or The Diva. Bonus points if, when you’re playing a different household and invite the spy over, this pretend partner comes along when the spy asks “Can my friend come too?” +100 for a cover identity, +50 if the pretend partner your sim’s friend brought to a different household.

END OF THE CHALLENGE

This challenge can end in one of two ways: Either you are successful enough to eventually be brought in from the cold, or you mess up badly and can never work as a spy again.

If you make it to Elder without having your cover blown, you can come in from the cold. You can drop your cover identity, and even take a job in Intelligence if you like. (This represents getting a nice desk job or training new recruits.) Alternatively, you can relax and enjoy retirement without any fear of anyone torturing or killing you. You do have to move to a completely different house. +500 for honorably coming in from the cold.

If your cover is blown once, you lose all your points, lose your job, and lose any Rewards or inventory you may have earned. You have to move to a new house with a new cover identity (use the Sim of a Thousand Faces chart to help pick this) and start a new job. Your new job cannot be in your old career track. You are immediately placed in Hard Mode, if you weren’t already there. -200 points for being forced to complete the challenge on Hard Mode because your cover was blown (Yes, this means you might start over with negative points.)

If your cover is blown a second time, you are not cut out for the spy life. Flip a coin or roll a die to decide what happens to you.

1. Heads/evens=You are forcibly retired. You move to a new house with a new identity. You can never see your family again (if you had one), and you have to get a new job that is not in any prior career path, in Intelligence, or in Law Enforcement.

2. Tails/odds=You are found out and killed by the enemy. You lose all your points. Kill your sim via the method of your choice. Hey, being a spy is dangerous!

SCORING

+1 for every dead drop completed

+5 for every time your sim is invited on an outing/date with a known sim

+5 per covert contact

+5 for every successful completion of the “iffy things” requirement above.

+25 bonus points for completion of the “iffy things” requirement with five different sims

+10 for every vacation destination greeting mastered

+10 for learning to teleport via meditation

You can only learn to teleport via one method, not both.

+10 for every time you send a message via an innocuous object

+10 if you faithfully complete the driving requirements

-10 If you have not completed it faithfully

+10 if you faithfully complete the hacking requirements

-10 If you have not completed it faithfully

+10 for each successful courier mission

+20 if you leave the couriered item on a community lot without handing it off to a contact.

+10 if the item in question didn’t belong to you in the first place.

+15 for every time your sim is invited on an outing/date with an unknown sim

+15 for every time you successfully take covert pictures

+15 for every time your sim withstands torture

+20 for every time your sim successfully follows someone

+20 for learning to teleport from the ninja

You can only learn to teleport via one method, not both.

+25 for every successful pair of code phrases exchanged

-10 every time the initial code phrase is not met with the return code phrase

-25 if the entire topic of conversation is rejected

+50 for successful romance/seduction of Mr. Big/The Diva

+25 bonus points for a one-sided love

+50 bonus points for a romance with the opposite of your autonomous gender preference.

+200 points for voluntarily completing the challenge on Hard Mode

-200 points for being forced to complete the challenge on Hard Mode because your cover was blown

+500 for honorably coming in from the cold

Friend or Foe? scenario

+15 for a positive relationship

-25 points for a negative relationship

Take a Chance On Me scenario

+25 for a maxed outing/date meter

0 for a neutral meter or a positive but not maxed meter

-20 for a negative meter

-100 for a bottomed out meter

Sim of a Thousand Faces scenario

+25 for a successful mission

-20 for a failure triggering torture

Maintain a Legend scenario

+100 for a cover identity

+50 if the pretend partner is the “bring a friend” at a different household when your sim goes to visit

#sims 2 #sims 2 challenges

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cow3survivor · 3 years

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Ep. 6: “So Many Ways This Could Backfire” - Jennet

JENNET

so the plan worked out great except jabari said that “now jake will know the truth” in front of daisy and the other tribemates🥺 i was hoping that i could pin this on lindsay so that once we merged i could lie about it and have lindsay be out next before the merge... this is truly sickening idk what to do

(a little later)

feeling really bad... is it my fault that jake forced me into a f3 with jabari who ive barely spoken with??? idk i feel like not only did i betray her but i betrayed a black woman and that makes me sick to my stomach.... hoping that i made the right choice and this propels me further in the game🥺 i honestly hated having to do that but maybe if ethan and sam have tribal connections left, when we merge, maybe we will be able to stick together and he’ll also help connect me

JESSICA

I GOT THE IDOL! It is good for 4 rounds and I still have my vote. And just in time as we are swapping into 3 tribes of 5 like I thought..... wow my psychic abilities! Jabari got voted out at tribal and I'm sad. I didn't know her but I think she was new to orgs and I really wanted to play with her! Plus she volunteered to do the tiebreaker for her tribe so I thought they'd keep her due to that. Time for a swap lets kick this game into gear!

JENNET

hoping jake isnt on the same tribe as daisy or lindsay

(a little later)

also hoping im on a tribe of winners so i never make it to tribal bc i DEFINITELY was/am the weakest link☠️

MIKEY

so. I FUCKING HATE THIS NEW TRIBE. THEY PICKING OFF ALL THE GOOD ORIGINAL CALUMMA MEMBERS AND MY GIRL JABARI LITERALLY JUST LEFT??? FUCK YOU JENNET. I KNOW THIS IS BECAUSE OF YOU! But anyways, its me and jake vs all OG (insert other tribes name) and i think I'm going next lool fuck ME. this is very sad indeed and idk im upset but ima try my mf hardest

JAKE

https://youtu.be/OzrGekDCG8I xoxo gossip girl

JENNET

jones and ethan on my tribe?? *blushes sm*

(a little later)

nervous about this tribe... ive pulled off three blindsides that ive helped orchestrate so if like if someone really wanted to look deeper into it.... they would be able to make a target out of me bc of it. definitely worried

(after cooking a fish)

this is basically an allstar team. everybody on here is a heavy hitter and that makes me worried bc if i wasnt the weakest link before, i definitely am now. wishing we had gotten rid of lindsay instead of jabari bc we just made another team stronger but it is what it is i guess

JONES

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hbTUvzatQrw

JESSICA

Today's song is "Ribs" by Lorde because I have played it on repeat all morning. Also I forget if I said for my last confessional but that song was "Sober", also by Lorde. Basically I love Lorde and my life is better because of it. This swap worked out super well for me! I really said in my host chat "Could I please be put on a tribe with Shane and Daisy?" and the hosts simply said "Okay". I have my final 3 back together and we also have Lindsay and Lovelis. Lindsay seems really cool so far and Lovelis and I have a good thing going so I feel very confident on this tribe. I really hope we do not lose because honestly? I don't want to vote out Lindsay at all. I like that she is active and she seems like someone who really is putting in effort whereas Lovelis, as much as I like him, just really hasn't been here. I would rather play this game with people who are more active so to me it's like.... Lindsay is absolutely not the obvious vote if we lose. Not even a bit! I'd love to do with her what I did with Mikey and make a separate f2 so that when we merge, she's someone who will keep the target off of me. I didn't tell my alliance about the idol because honestly I just don't anticipate using it at all. It expires so soon and I really only took it so that no one else would end up having it. Also.... I don't know, I didn't tell them right away because I was a bit busy at the moment we swapped and now it feels suspicious if I do tell them? Also who knows, maybe they would not find my story believable and think I have an idol up to final 5 which I just don't want! I'd rather throw the idol into the sea so it causes no problems. This immunity challenge is an interesting one. If I knew what was in the boxes, I would probably bet more, but I bet some of those boxes have bad things or nothing in them and I simply do not want that. If I had to guess, one has the other half to that idol, one probably has an idol clue, another maybe has extra idol searches.... maybe another has an idol nullifier? Or a vote peek? Really none of these are things that I need. They're all cool but I'd rather be immune thanks! As far as how I feel in the game, I really do want the Maples to be f3. I'd rather be at the end with my alliance and lose than flip and be there without them. Ummmm what other thoughts do I have.................... I think that might be it. My mind is empty but I'm still moving forward.

LINDSAY

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1L5Nzch65XLD_njxnIxLKwqUs5vqXcYot/view?usp=drivesdk

JESSICA

Also if we lose this immunity....... I'll be mad because I bet 0 on everything and I am STAYING that way!

JENNET

feeling increasingly bad for voting out jabari /:: idk it doesnt sit right with me in the grand scheme of things. obviously its a game but the fact that i genuinely upset somebody to that extent is so sick. idec that we’re going to tribal, i want to be voted out

ETHAN

3 tribals in a row... I don't for a freaking second believe that Jones and Nicol "made a mistake" with their bidding. This feels like throwing, and if it is, it means that: 1. they feel comfortable enough with Jennet to have a majority 2. they feel comfortable enough with Pete to have a majority 3. it doesn't matter anyway, they now have 2 boxes and potentially an idol or two they could use Either way, this is a freaking sucky situation, and Pete is being super sketchy. People keep making bad play after bad play so honestly, it is hard for me because I keep assuming that they will be doing all of these things to throw the wool over my eyes when they actually aren't doing anything.

JENNET

im annoyed im frustrated and im angry... why were so many points used?

(a little later)

here i am... again... in the middle guys vs girls.... um this sucks bc like me ethan pete didnt use alot of points and nicole and jones did so thats like sucky bc initially i wanted pete gone but like now theres no reason for it to be him

(after soaking in the sun)

nicole says that pippa told her to wait to see whats in the box, so that could mean tribal or that could wait next round. or what if its a comeback power? i literally have no idea what to do

(after making a pillow out of leaves)

okay so the plan is, we get to tribal. me ethan and pete vote for nicole. jones and nicole vote for pete. nicole uses immunity on herself, pete goes home. there are so many ways this could backfire and honestly if it sends me home than im okay with that. i just hate going to tribal so many times in a row

MADISON

I AM FREE FROM MY BROOKESIA PRISON. Current tribe dynamic on Furcifer: me/Sammy have been on the same tribe this whole time, me/Sammy/Jake were just on swap Brookesia, and i know Sam from OG Brookesia so the only person i'm just now meeting is Mikey and that stresses me out so much less than if we had merged or something. My gut is telling me that the idol is long gone and searching might just get me annoyed before it gets me an idol. On the upside, i still have time to find one if it's it out there because i highly doubt I'll be in trouble anytime soon the way my tribe keeps winning everything. ALSO: i only said that i thought Calumma would lose because Shane was on that tribe and i just felt like he would go big or go home but that's an issue to address when our paths cross again. If our tribe ends up going to tribal sometime soon, i would hope it would be the obvious choice to vote Mikey seeing as how i know him the least but idk maybe thats wishful thinking i dont want it to come to that.

SAMMY

Mikey has my heart on this tribe....YUP I really just wanna keep all the fun ppl...im missing daisy:// umm I did not bid on a single thing and I kind of regret it but also??? At least I am safe from tribal...but damn I really should have bid huh? Anyways not much is going on...ready to start playing a more individual game tho hehe

SHANE

https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1-WUq5wfYK3Xb1Y-KNZptfyagwvSff4cd

NICOLE

I cannot believe I risked being voted out only to NOT BE ABLE TO PLAY NEXT IMMUNITY!!!!!!! what a round, I'm so sad. But I hope I stay.

DAISY

from f15 https://youtu.be/-_meWPNctO0

PETE

it’s literally... dude.. why can’t i just float to a merge whyyYYYYYYYYyyYyYyyyYyYy does it AAAALWAYS have to be so COMPLICATED like this is it this is the time im mufuckin ouutttiiieeeeeee that challenge was clearly thrown so like ✌🏼 it was fuuuun i hope y’all liked me enough to bring me back for whatever the next chameleon returnees thingy is uwu

(after being attacked by bees)

i know i’m paranoid and every tribal i feel sick to my stomach but nobody has talked to me today, except ethan about how fucked we are, it’s half an hour before tribal and no one really seems like they want to work with me. i still haven’t heard a name

TRIBAL COUNCIL

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survivor-kuwait · 5 years

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Episode 12 - “MADISON IS THE CANCER THAT NEEDS TO BE CUT OUT” - Ian

I had a 3 hour long call with Corey to debrief me on all the alliances he has been apart of getting made, the "Mighty Kids" meal or whatever they are calling themselves and the "Gayish" alliance, Corey, Madison, Kait, Thomas and Devon then Trace, Matt Corey and Madison respectively. I love the information share. Corey is really buying what Madison is selling and that is quite obvious to me, that's a battle for another day, the first battle is getting Matt out to open the game up. Corey told me that Madison really want's Timmy out next round but we discussed that it would not be ideal given the circumstances of numbers/alliances and our true game desires. We need people that will vote against Matt, Again thank you Matt for working with me even though you're not for saying Corey is a threat. Check your game buddy. The current plan is to take out Trace next round, bleed Matt, then take out Matt the next round. Ideally we make both these moves happen without burning any of our advantages but if we have to we will. Trace burned me for Matt, he has to go.

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What I need to do is get all the "untouchables" working together, Maynor, Timmy, Cullan, and Chips. The people that aren't in those alliances that Corey told me about. The problem is how to go about it organically without blow back on Corey for me knowing that this group of people are who others have written off as a boot list.

Stephen going was sad but he was totally rude to Chips. Like idk. But it looks like im good standing right now. Theres an alliance with me Kait Matt Timmy and Owen. Which is great and Ian wants to work with me as well. Corey wants to watch each others backs. I feel like i can make it far just need to be really smart. Timmy and I working together is so great since our other 2 games we killed each other. This challenge is going alright. Its not that bad. Ive beat level one.

MADISON IS THE CANCER THAT NEEDS TO BE CUT OUT, ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENS IN THIS TRIBE GOES THROUGH HER. EVERYONE BOUGHT WHAT SHE WAS SELLING. I'm about to fully embrace that every vote Madison gets this season is going to be mine, the Topaz idol is switched back to be wanting to be used on her instead of Matt

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Cullan killed that flash game. Props to him. I on the other had sucked but i finished one though. This tribal has been very quiet. Owen mentioned that the names were Thomas and Chips. Like Thomas likes me so i know it sucks but i would rather have Chips go. Gunna play it by ear tho.

My name is being thrown out because I have been inactive. Well sorry for having a job, going to school, and having a social life, I wish I could be just like them looollll

Supposedly the alliance of 6 is doing Trace, them plus me is 7 and it's a done deal. I'm a bit nervous long term about doing this move because it's really counting on Corey to pull through with the Bull and the Lion long term and will be on board to eat the Mighty Kids meal fuck all alliance after we get Matt out. Seriously if we can pull off the two player swing of voting off Trace and Matt, the people I've coined as the untouchables/undesirables could nab some power in the game. Again that heavily requires Corey to be ready to fly by the seat of his chair and eat the six. If he's not, then I'm sure Devon will be itching to do a move by then. Devon, my KS guy, don't fail me when I'll need you the most.

I have a lot of feelings and it's been a while since I confessed I feel. So Stephen voted Thomas because I told him to so I feel happy about that because he wanted to vote Owen or Matt and I said he wouldn't be able to get motion with those so do Thomas. Moving into today's vote. I wish Cullan didn't win immunity because I would love to vote him out...we don't click so he can go. I had heard Chips and Thomas which works for me bc I'm not working with them but now apparently Trace is throwing out Owen's name and I'm like wtf because I asked Trace what he has heard and he made no mention of this so I guess we're not close like I thought we were. Either way I'm sticking with my alliance on this one because they are the people I truly trust so let's make some waves.

It looks like the move now is to do Trace. Timmy and I are conflicted because we really like Trace but he could be a liability for us because he throws a name for some people and a different name to others. And people in our I miss Borders booksellers want to do Trace right now. Hopefully it works out for Timmy and I.

Everything went well last round, 12-1-1 which was almost expected EXCEPT I got a vote!!! Honestly I’m not completely convinced it was Trace.... idk. It seems bold of him to do. I figure either he did it in case Stephen had an idol, OR someone else did it to pin on trace or something. Either way I don’t care, I really turned that vote into a good thing because it gave me an excuse to talk to others about targeting trace hehe :) bye bye! No more hot guys on my island! Ew that was gross of me this Island is actually kait’s hehe. Ummm I rlly love her so much we bitched about everyone last night. It’s hard that her and I have all these allies that in the long run will go after each other but for now we are making t work. Hopefully trace goes tonight and then next round I’ll rllt have to deal with corey targeting matt. Speaking of, I do really love corey and I came into this with every intention of working with him as my number one, but it’s hard when he made other allies oremerge . He’s protecting Cullan and Ian? Neither of which I need in this game. And Kait just has been honest with me about stuff I feel Idk. I feel like her and I are more on the save wavelength than corey and I . But as long as I can keep them both here the better. I did tell Kait some stuff corey said not to tell her lmao including Cullan being after her.... oop idk. As wary as I am about my connection with matt, I did tell him about the idol and I did trust him with this trace vote. I think it’s going well with him but I rlly don’t want to go to the end with him and Kait kinda does eeeej. Madison I love but she tried to get Timmy out this round hehe rightfully so. Timmy has been SO GOOD TO ME!!!! I love him. And of course Maynor is still a bae too omg. I’m liking the people in this game more and more and I know it’ll get stressful but for now things might be looking up. It really looks like I’m getting exactly what is best for me two rounds in a row.... Can’t wait for something to go wrong!!!

This vote is the most nerve racking one yet. I essentially have to give up on my toeing the line and finally choose a side, and naturally I am choosing to side with my Survivor Wife Kait whomst I love. I like Trace a lot and the Queer Eye alliance with him Corey and Madison is cute, but like it’s time to frickin play and get rid of the threats in this game instead of letting life pass my by. That being said it’s quite insane that I must keep saving Thomas’s inactive ass! Kait is really adamant on keeping him but it’s frustrating sticking your neck out for someone who won’t so much as have a conversation to save themselves. I’m hoping to move forward with the Trio of Kait and Owen and myself, who currently have three advantages which is making me cackle! Let’s hope this vote rocks the boat in my favor or else I can see myself getting absolutely shafted once everyone compares notes and realizes I’m playing both sides.

Hi yes I choose violence. Sorry Trace. You have to go in order for me to get Matt out. I feel bad bc I genuinely did want to go far with him but it seems his alliances turned sour for my game! It should be 9-4 tonight, if everything goes to plan. Catch you on the flip side!

Today has been a pretty straight forward day. Now that I don’t have immunity I am a little nervous about the vote, but I am confident in the relationships that I have developed. I have been pushing Thomas since the beginning of the day. I think chips trusts me, and I don’t want to send him home quite yet. Everyone seems to be on the same page, so it looks like my work paid off. Let’s fucking move on tho and have another challenge I can actually win!

So this is pivotal for me. I really want Thomas out of this game. I don’t teust him and I do not feel like the game can progress worhba u comfort with him in it. Converse to that though my alliance would like to vote trace. However I have been informed that trace has made an alliance group with Matt Madison and Corey. Which obviously am not a fan of. So tonight is a tough choice.

Assuming I do not get voted out tonight I will formally sit down and write what is going on in the game. I just have been busy this weekend so I apologize. The game picked up and stuff just as my school year was ending. As of this moment what I know is that the vote is between me and Thomas with the players leaning to Thomas. I was told Thomas was the dummy vote by Kait and Matt who want to work with me and not make an "easy" vote this round just because and want to vote Trace. I'm for it even though I've only gotten positive vibes from Trace simply because it would appear to make my time in the game longer. If I'm the possible vote this round via debate that means I AM the vote next time. Well I guess we will see.

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okay so allegedly trace is leaving tonight, a move i'm quite happy with. trace mentioned owen's name last round and we all think that he's the one that threw the vote on owen last tribal. oh! and he mentioned tommy's name too so i have to protect my fellow scorpio fam. i got mad at corey today bc of all this shit that he's telling owen like cullan wanting me out but him talking him out of it apparently, and not telling me. it's just all this shit that;s building this massive amount of distrust for him. but for tonight we just have to bank on him i guess. i don't like it, but i'm not certain where to start with taking down his empire. our group with maynor, matt, and timmy is a good place to start. i'm beginning to think that's the truest shit i've got going for me. i don't know of anyone timmy is super close to other than like us, so i'm thinking we're his closest, or at least that's what he told me. IDK. i'm trying to think straight with tribal coming up but im just so damn nervous. i'm worried that someone told cullan who told trace, or someone told trace straight up and they've been plotting to get me or owen. i'd HOPE with how woven into people we are that we'd find out about it, but that's just a hope. manifesting that we will be okay and that cullan will leave next!

Ep 12 BYE BYE GEMINI! jk I feel kinda bad, and I honestly really wanted Timmy gone, but it is what it is. Another vote that’s not me is a win at this point.

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Ep. 6 - “I'm saltier than my kitchen floor after that endurance challenge“ - Francie

After 5 wild rounds of strategy, the cracked Espirito tribe and comparably calmer Salao tribe were mixed together in a tribe swap.

The target on me is bigger than ever so I'm gonna have to pray and pray for a good twist right now. I cannot believe that worked out, Ruthie played that off SO well like damn she is a good actress they all genuinely believed she was going home!! I can't believe it holy shit. I am L I V I N G

Literally the second Ricky came back on I was like, "welp will can vote raf and get away with it." And then he did!! I just want one tribal to go well. I have to repair my situation with Mo now so thats fun. Hopefully he'll buy my pitch that I was just doing it to protect Will, which could make him see that Will was a threat after all.. But idk a twist sounds good.

WILL AND I DID THAT! oh my gosh he is my PERSON I want to go to FTC with him, he's playing so good and he is like the ONE person in this game I feel like I can be completely open and honest with about stuff and I just really hope that he and I make it far and that we stay on the same tribe IF there is a swap! I really do think that I'm in a good place still, I know I need to watch out for Amanda and Bryce because they were blindsided but honestly they should be more mad at Will than at me right now so it's all good. ;)

A tribe swap happens

https://survivorazores.tumblr.com/post/163701256193/announcement

https://survivorazores.tumblr.com/post/163702189018/tribal-immunity-6

WHAT IS HAPPENING

Looks like we actually correctly guessed a tribe swap this time hey! And look at that it worked out in my favor, Amanda wants to stick with me even though I just lied to her face, Emily has been someone I've wanted to work with since day 1 of one world, and Abbey is just... an icon, a legend. I have a really good feeling about this tbh.

I wish I was on a tribe with amanda and emily... But welp. At least I have the people I have never voted with on my tribe :)!! We do have 4 people tho so I hope our old tribe sticks together because It would be real bad for the OG espresso to have an even bigger number defecit. I need to bond with Mo/Ruthie/Ricky and hope we are tight and hopefully pull in one more number. Rip Raf :(

This is coming from the person that has the red sign by their name at all times but EXXXXXXCUSE me, Michael's little dot was green and it turned to yellow right when i messaged him. RUDE. Michael if you're reading this I hope we got close but that was RUDE!!!! :P

Raffy got voted out and I'm really sad about it. I felt isolated and alone because of the clear split and I knew that it would be me next because I was the next biggest target to them. Surprise! I get swapped with Emily!!! I'm sad that Bryce isn't with us, though. I'm happy that our tribals won't be influenced by the other tribe anymore, though. I'm also happy because most of the people from Salao are on our tribe, which will mean probably less messy tribals. This can also mean we will hopefully win more immunities! I don't want to have to use my idol any time soon.

yeah, this is what I was dreading. this has thrown a wrench in our old alliances and is forcing us to make new ones, obviously. I'm worried about existing bonds that were formed pre-swap and even pre-One World. former Salão members are at a numbers disadvantage within the new Espirito tribe so now we're trying to figure out how to play this new hand of cards. I have an existing connection with Bryce from that one partner challenge and I hope I can strengthen this bond and gain him as an ally

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Amanda L is messy I'm so happy that we won and our tribe didn't go to tribal now everyone still trusts me, I didn't like her plan of voting off Nayeli because I love michale and I don't want him to get mad at me but she kept on badgering me and I had to agree, it's kinda annoying tho to be honest, Amanda is a nice person but she's overplaying too much you know? Also I love Emily so much we have such fun calls

i'm going back to bed for a little while longer, I just wanted to say that I miss Will, I'm worried that he and Amanda are going to get picked off, Gwen is on that tribe and Gwen is the crazy that went right instead of left and I just don't want Will to go home. It SUCKS not being able to talk to my ride or die right now. I think I'm in a really good spot right now though, I'm hoping that my old tribe stays strong and also Amanda suggested that me, her, ashley and francie who is super cool make an all girls alliance and I'm just so there for that, that's going to be AWESOME! I'm going to 100% tell Ricky everything and keep him safe, I feel like I should look out for Mo too but I don't want to be that person that tries to keep her entire old tribe safe in the all girls alliance

I just want to say taht im so proud of my baby (my video) IT WAS SOOOO CUTE AND FUNNNY!!!! i literally made that video hilarious omg aiongosaingoisdngoisd anyways im so thankful for michael for adding shit on and nayeli editing that AMAZINGLY!!!! but also now im trying to get good with emily and some other tribemate maybe amanda g?????? idk i need more allies!

i came up with the idea to have a lesbian alliance and I'm making emily get amanda to come get it together with her and ill try adding abbey later but omg iconic..... IOIFSBIOFISOFBIBFSUIB HAS THIS EVER HAPPENED???? my alliance is still nayeli n michael... but this could be more interesting

BYE RAFFY! KARMA IS A BITCH

That was crazy night I know Rafael was somewhat crackd but I did like him. Now it's time to crack down on this challenge. I think our group is good. The best of what's left seems to be here for most part. There are a few people I would like to make merge to work with in other tribe so maybe they can take out the crackd ones. I feel secure I think that we'll make smart decisions should we go to tribal

soo practically with all that information I'm think I'm pretty comfy in this game bc 1. i have a strong alliance with michael n nayeli 2. also with ali & amanda 3. now with emily by initiating us to resolve our tundra/toph drama 4. getting amanda in a lesbian alliance with me and emily now i plan on getting out will bc he's 1. a guy 2. no in any of those alliances and it'd be better for me to have more options open bc i wouldn't mind flipping for my lesbians if i need that

I know yay more confessions. idc about raffy so I'm happy he's out thank god i don't have to bother getting him out and trying to make lame ass excuses why he should lol. anyways i am however SUPER excited to that were 5 people out of the way and I've manage to go through only 1 tribal where i practically initiated getting out aundra with michael n nayeli and forming an alliance with amanda around that. anyways my game plan atm is to win more of these immunities bc I'm not going to be on anyones bad side by making funny jokes and being nice and helpful! I'm pretty set until merge and thats kinda what I'm trying to do with this new alliance with emily to get 4v3 and win a majority if we go to tribal. and hopefully i can survive like that for a while and then also come back with michael and amanda hopefully.

ok also if I'm being super fucking honest.... I'm still mad at amanda for being kinda boring in the film challenge bc I MADE ALL THOSE FUNNY IDEAS!!! but that won't sever my alliance at all with her. also idk how to talk to ali i got stuck with him bc of michael and idk how I'm going to speak to him :////

I'm glad to have made it this far, but I am really worried for myself after this tribe swap. I'm afraid the other tribe knows I'm a threat and want to take me Out

anyone else extremely happy to see only ONE woman leave this cast I'm loving it!!! I'm gonna laugh toward the end bc i know there will be like two all girls alliances conflicting with one another iangoisdngiodsnigdsiosdnodgs.

I'm very nervous about the results for immunity. I've never played this game and therefore didn't realize how many things these people had in common. I hope if we do go to tribal, my lack in answers won't hinder my chances in staying here

If I have go to tribal again I might just... I don't even know I just don't wanna think about that right now

I'm so scared!!! I went balls out on that chart - I probably put in like 30% of the pairs. I want to cry!!! I just want to be safe I don't want to have to scramble. Tomorrow is opening night for my show and I need a day off!!! Ugh I'm scared. And I worked really hard. We all did. I hope Salão can pull this out!!!

Normally I'm super nervous for results but it's so nice having tribe that actually talks. I haven't even realized that's it's been like half an hour. These are my peeps now keys win and solidify our bonding

The Salao tribe wins immunity

https://survivorazores.tumblr.com/post/163736442118/results-6

I'm not gonna like broadcast the fact that we probably won because I went in last minute and added a few more facts but... holy shit? We won? I'm so happy?

I'm so happy that we won immunity!!!! I finally have a day to relax, especially with One World being over. I don't get to worry about the other tribe's affairs and I just get to lay low, make my social game better, and relax

I CANT WIN A CHALLENGE DSFJFDSHJFKKDSHFJKDS. I'm really denise huh... So its a 4 vs 4 split based on tribal lines although ashley was an og espresso so maybe she'll be with me. I think I have a good relationship with Francie so maybe that'll save me from being salad's target. Time to prepare to be shook one more time!

What the HECK why did we lose by two points, I'm so frustrated. I'm glad I have the all girls alliance to fall back on and now I just have to figure... everything else... out too!

Espirito has been at tribal 3 times in a row now. I'm really conflicted because I feel like Ricky wasn't there at all to help, and that might put a target on his back and I don't think I can do anything about it sadly. But I think I helped, and I was pretty active in chat, but I don't know what Amanda Lynn is thinking because she's the power player, I may be going home next.

I have a lot to say about this loss. This 2 point loss. But I'm so tired. We are 10 days into this game and I'm drained. Currently, I need to put my trust in Ricky, and I'm so nervous about doing that. We had a long conversation on call that I'm too drained to discuss and we pretty much said we were nervous seeing the other on the cast bc we haven't talked for a year since Hawaii but we really just want to but that hell season behind us and work together. So I need to just trust him. I don't have another choice on that. 2 points. I could have found 2 more things. I'm so mad.

I can't believe we lost by two points. Two points. Anyway. I'm hoping that Amanda and I will get Ruthie and Ashley to vote with us since we're in an alliance. If we get Michael on our side as a former Salão member then we can have the majority this vote and use that to our advantage.

We won!!!! I'm so happy we won because I love everyone in the tribe and I really didn't want to vote anyone out just yet. And I worked super hard on that challenge. Yay!!! Now there's time to chill and bond rather than scramble and worry. I think my favorite part about the whole thing is that we won by two points. It was so close. I love it.

After this two point loss I'm saltier than my kitchen floor after that endurance challenge.

Here are two confessions because I think I forgot to send this one nakanwkwn One: http://youtu.be/giwY7r8bqLA Two: http://youtu.be/pEnc7w3e048

I'm nervous about this tribal, this may be it for me.

No one is really having a clear idea of what is going on at this tribal, is this how all the Espirito tribals have been???

Oh henny, not miss Michael flipping this vote.

Amanda and I called last night and we were planning on voting Ashley out. We've changed our minds since then and are going after Ricky because other tribe members are more likely to vote for him than Ash. Not only that but Ricky appears to have a strong social game which would be a threat should he make merge so its best to vote him out now. With us former Salão members, and a few others, we have the numbers to take him out tonight provided everyone keeps their word.

I love how I put a sense of doubt in people's minds about Ricky last night and this morning the vote has switched from Ashley to Ricky. These people are all unknowingly following my beat and I'm just chilling.

Okay... I know that at least half of my confessionals are just me complaining that I don't trust Ricky and being in this game with him makes me nervous. And that's still true. But yesterday, we went on call, and we had a good conversation. And I'm not gonna go into detail because that was just for us but like, we agreed to work together. And then Mo comes to me like, "I want to vote Ricky out because he isn't pulling his weight in challenges and I just want to get to merge and you can help me do that" blah blah blah. But like, Ricky trusts Mo and he wants Ashley out and all this stuff so I steer Mo away from Ricky and get him on the Ashley train and be like, we can get Ricky next time bc we would only need 4 votes then, blah blah and he agrees. Well then I talk to Michael Francie. And they bring up valid points. Ashley has been targeted and it would be easy to get her out later. Ricky has been a target every tribal and yet he is still here. He's got a good social game. Its the same thing that happened in Hawaii. Voting Ricky out makes sense. More sense than voting Ashley out. But.... I cannot believe I am having a moral dilemma about voting him out. I think I just feel bad because we just like, got on good terms and I feel like he really trusts me, and I do like him as a person outside the game. But literally everyone (except Ruthie) has brought his name up. Everyone wants him out. I don't want to put a target on me to try and save him if my whole tribe wants this to happen. I'm also torn because like, Abbey was aligned with him. He is a number for her. I don't want her to be mad at me either. Ugh, I hate this. Ricky is gonna think I'm just a manipulator and everything we said yesterday means nothing, and that's not true. He's not gonna know that until these confessionals come out and even then he might not read them. It's truly not a personal move. It's strictly a game move. I just hope this doesn't backfire in later rounds...

No idea what will happen tonite but I'm hoping I get through it. If I go I'll be so upset cause I really want to be here and give my all. I'm playing my best unlike these crackd people that are playing messy games. I'm hoping with the swap we have enough smart people to do the right thing.

I really hope Amanda isn't lying to me, I need to survive this and make merge so I can be back with Will and Abbey. I would love that foursome to be a thing. I can't even imagine what's going on over there. All I know is Fuck Ali Tanveer

People may think Amanda is calling the shots, but she literally is carrying out all my dirty work for me this tribal.

So think the vote is Ricky but hes pushing on Ashley or maybe me. I really regret not being able to be as active today because this is scary...

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the swap was ugly and i want to get voted out. i literally hate talking to people bc they're boring sometimes (sorrynotsorry). i hope michaels doing okay now that he's on the other tribe.

Me voting Ricky out? Why am I about to start crying? This is one of the hardest votes I've had to make in my entire Survivor career, Ricky doesn't deserve this but I want to show my all girl alliance that I'm loyal af and that... idk, that we aren't aligned I guess, but this is still so hard and I feel so bad and I want to like warn him or something but I KNOW he doesn't have the idol. I want to go one round where I'm not looked at like a loon or something though but this just sucks all the way around, I feel so bad for Ricky and I feel like if we ever end up together again Will is going to be SO mad at me. I trust Ashley, Amanda and Francie but it's not the same as it was with Will, like I don't feel like I can talk about people idk, I'm just scared that they have an alliance with michael without me or something.

This is the Rick-key to my success.

https://survivorazores.tumblr.com/post/163772076838/tribal-6-espirito

Ricky becomes the sixth boot of Survivor Athena: Azores

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The Stepson, a Short Story by Barbie H.

It was a cold days for that rock climbing competition. And there are only two competitor staying in that very competitive seconds. The Duke of Kamperland is there. This final rock climbing competition will let the winner have a place to get in the winner to attend a Royal Sport Ceremony, the most prestigious sport award at the kingdom. All the athletes will get free trained and when they done their training they can have a spot as a Kingdom Athletes and they got monthly salary from the kingdom, without even doing anything, even after they retire. There is a lot benefits. A lot of Athlete is really taking this seriously. After a lot of man down in the Rock Climbing Competition, there is this two athlete in competing, so harshly , while duke many times been shoted by the camera.

Sarah Albertman, the Senior student of James Patterson Hıgh is taking the lead, she is a tough sport this is her first time in the competition but as you can see she has the talent for it , plus she got mad coach that haunts her in every competition, and right below her is the Three- time second- winner champion of Rock Climbing competition, Mr. Mıchael Hancock-Pitt. He’s been three- times almost winning the huge jackpot of his life, and without backing out or be ashamed, he is still in his best willing to win the first place and get his first win trophy. He is three rock away from Albertman to win the RCC Cup, that he’s been held record to win in a row with. Now there standing 3 m of upwards him a teenage girl who just found out she could climb a rock very fast, and that is her first time being here, and he’s there, below the girl. This sight is very interesting of course for the Jury and the announcer to see, a champion of three times and his view full of a teenage girl’s feet. And finally it’s only three seconds away, and the race is finished. The winner is immidiately announced, “We got the winner... the third-time winner in a row, Mr. Hancock- Pitt!” Yes, by that split second the man is finishing his game to win by a split second by ms. Albertman. Everyone first wanna boo Hancock- Pitt, but then they were impress how he gave them last minute surprise. The crowd went wild and cheers. Mr. Hancock- Pitt gets his trophy. He is really red, and he is actually quite surprise that this is it. Just when hes getting used to be always an almost wining, he just won. He gave his best smile, and all the crowds went nuts. The announcer announce, “And the winner is the tree times second place, Michael Hancock-Pitt! “ and the announcer continues while he gets his trophy, have a screentime spotlight after the winning, “Finally... Hancock- pitt after 4 times competing with us, he get his 1st place, we congratulate him!” And all the people in his group gets to him, congratulates him, and is manager, especially, and his sponsor, they’re smiles and congratuliations is blows up for him. The couch, makes a “I’m proud i’m your coach” smile, and the producer, makes the “there goes the run for my money , i’m gonna get a huge profit” smiles, and his manager, where his smile is “I knew it you were great” smile. He smiles back, and his manager told him to go ahead and makes himself fresh again , lead him to the vip room he usually are, and enjoys his win more there. Mr. Michael Hancock- Pitt , not goes to his room, he goes to the changing room. He sees the girl, Albertman, is chocking herself a full bottle of water and wipe off her sweat. She finally notices mr. Hancock-Pitt in the room, looking at her. She’ve said nothing. “Impressive game out there” suddenly, he try to get her attention to him, while also tearing up his sweat, they both look fresh from the game, swim in sweats. And by that saying of the man, of course the high school girl didnt expect that. “Thank you” she replies and then continues, “And congratulations for your winning, Mr. Hancock- Pitt”. “Well, it was a great game” he said, she didnt expect at all a pro athlete talks to her so nicely, he looks very serious and comptetitive, it even surprise her more than even being in a split three seconds for a thrid time champion. “You’re the best first- timer I’ve ever seen, keep it up, one day, you might win it- i believe this” “Thank you” the teenage girl is just smiles. And then after he says that he just dissapears. Leave here thinking alone in that room and his words actually kinda lifts her up, she knows she will work harder, and harder so she’ll earn that trophy. Mr. Hancock- Pitt in the other hand, is changing himself in his own room, it is almost like his own dressing room at home, “thats what you get for being a pro athlete”his manager ever said once. And after that thought Sarah just continue to shower in the common room. In the shower she cant help to feel a little bit relax from all the muscles tense she produced after the game. She doesnt want to think more of the competition, but her mind just automiccaly do it for her, doing the flashback. How she climbs on that, the feeling, it tingles her body again. and then the split by only 3 seconds away, she doesnt believe she almost won. She should feel bad, but then again, she doesnt. İt doesnt about the winning, she thought at first it is, but she began thinking maybe it wasnt itl but there she goes, 3 seconds away from getting the most prestiguos Rock Climbing Championshiop, and it was still feel she’s winning. Her manager immidiately walk to her after they announce her get 2nd place, her manager said “It was impressive that you could even be for 5 seconds up from MHP, but then you shouldve won by 3 seconds only – it were only 3 seconds- if you were to do more pushup like i told you too- i guess your feet woulda jump for you to reach it by three of a heartbeat“ Her manager is never really satisfy. But then again- she doesnt wanna gave up her relaxing time of shower thoughts- thinking about what her manager thinks. She decides she will be just relax- and tell her self she did great.

After the Bath- she goes to see her coach- Coach Ari, she knows she supposed to met her right after the game, but she is too worked up to hear her pushing words. She knows she did great, but her coach might not think so. She mets her in the big arena cafe. She just sits down while Coach Ari is having eat fast a giant sandwich. Sarah just sit down in front of her. “Oh, it’s you 30 minutes late” “Im sorry i just go to locker room and take a shower” “Of course, great game, do you want a sandwich?” “No..” “Please have a sandwich” Actually she already bught it for her so she just hand it down. “Thanks” “Yeah sure, do you know why i bring you here?” “Im not sure” “It was impressive game sarah” “Thanks coach” “Even though... “ sarah cut her, “If i have more sit up i could get the three seconds awy from mr. Hancock- Pitt, “ The coach just shut up. She sure know what she gonna said to her. And sarah still continues,” Coach, hes a pro athlete, besides he said to me it was a great game, and he belives i might win next time, isnt it great” “of course, it’s great. I said you were really tough. But you were lose it what can we do about it” “Can you just-“ “Look- sarah, you were a scholarship kid- the founder has been funding every penny for you to raise to be this big and all they wanted was a trophy” “Well I was getting second place- and i can get a chance of win next year” “There’s been a change of plan” “What do you mean a change of plan?” “They dont want you to get that trophy no morE” “What do you mean ? ” the coach just shuts up for a min, “ They’ll give you a second chance” “What ?” “Now this is what you got to do- all you got to do- is , get yourself in to that Sports Award Cermony” “You mean the Kamperland Sport Annual Awards?” “Yes. “ “But i cant get in... second place winner is not invited” “Well find a way to get in!” the coach just screams at her, but not too loud. Cuz people will hear. “Look, i give you one idea, in how to get to that ceremony awards, Hancock- Pitt is the first winner, right?. And he will be able to bring one partner, rather it his Girlfriend, Brother or even Mom or Grandparents, he can bring one partner” “You think i suppose to go with Mr. Michael?” “Well i just gave you one idea, you can try to enter anyway you want, but the thing we care about is, you get in, you can even force yourself to get in the trespassing way, but if you get in to crime, we just not gonna help you. You know we wont give our company a bad name- the thing is- if you wanna still be funded by us, you have to do this. You have no choice. Or, you can go to orphanage,maybe somebody will take 18 years old – or you can get a real job and pay for your living and school, but we will hand you off, for good. You got me?” Sarah just out of words. She knows that everytime she sees her coach it wont be good news.

She just lay down in her bed in the funded apartment. At 7 pm, she will go to the Gym , at 1st Floor, everyday she goes to GYm, but to day she just dont feel like it. She just cant help to think how she will get the ticket to get in thst ceremony, and how the hell could she sees mr. Hancock- Pitt again its impossible that he want to take his competitior tp the Awards, well unless hes nut enough to do that. “ “How the hell did i get that invitation?” Sarah just mumble to herself. She knows, first thing first she got to find the way in how to meet Mr. H- Pitt firsts. She doesnt even know where he lives! Oh yeah, she can ask her friend, Myriad, she is one of the insidider of the competition. “ Do You know where he liveS?” “Of course not... even if i know i can gve that out its private information” “Im really desperate to find his adress” “Waht you gonna do? Kick his ass for beeatingyou? Hes wayyy too strong for you to do that” “Of course not- are you crazy” “Then, why?” “Well, I just... oh, do you know if he might be attending an after party or something?” “Sure- of course, there’s an afterparty just tonight, but it’s almost ended- and im pretty sure youre invited, why you dont come?” “Oh my godd!!! İm so stupid!!! How the hell did I didnt get the invitation?” “Well, you shoulda now that it was common knowledfe, and im pretty sure they announce that... “ “Okay, no time , i gotta rush!” Sarah just get to her closet. “Oh m g! İ dont have any good dress... everything is an athlete thing, how the hell can i go to a party?” and then she have nly one dress, that her mom ever get her, it still fits, but its just so simple and a lil bit like old dated, but she doesnt have a choice. She had to get herself to the afterparty. The party is alrady starting like 2 hours ago... but thank god it still on... The guards were asking her ID “Im sarah Albertman, im one of the contestant for RCC?” “Oh.. sarah, sure, come in, youre late” “I know...” so sarah just gets in and people has been checking her Old dress and some of em is just laugh at her, but she dont care. She needs to find the winner of the game of this year. Just before she think it will be tough to find him, She just saw him. And now she startruck how the hell was her plan, now after he find him? This is bullshit! Now she just hold back a little bit, she dont know what to do now. What will she do ? just ask him straight away? Of course it cant be that easy! . Just before she had to take the first step. Mr. Hancock pitt already notice her. “Oh, Sarah!” she just shocked but she just smiles. “Hello... i thought u never came” She still dont know what to say. “Wow ! nice.. dress” he said . “Thank you” she seems nervous now, not like before. She never know shell need anything from this man but there she goes, she will get kicked out of her apartment if she didnt get in the cermony. “ Congratuliaons, again, on your winning” she starting to regtret what she said, but she doesnt know what else to say. “ “Thanks. Youre a fair player” “Yeah... its nice that you will get to attend the ceremony “ Mr. Michael just laughs. “Do you already decide who you gonna go with, mr michael? “ He seems confused, and Sarah doesnt know what possesed her lately but shes just gonna do a ride or die. She had to know/ “Well i didnt think of anybody yet” “If you would, id love to go with you” Mr. Hancock- Pitt just laughs. “HAHA. Sure... IF nobody in my place will, the spot is yours” “Really? I mean, thanks, just let me know” “Yea... Ill let you know “ and he laughs again for sarah directness. But wowwww Sarah just cant believe it wa that easy. All she has to do is wish her luck that nobody in his place wil go, she will pray . “Do you would like some toase?” “Well.. i dont drink” “Right... “ The walking waiter just go to his plave, “One martini, and one cranberry juice please” “I’ll have a toase, for me finally be a first winner, and now, the one in my spot, a tough high schooler, that almost get me into second place, again, lets toase for sarah!” “for sarah!” Then the party is starting again...

“You can go sarah, But, in one note” “Yes?” “Dont wear the dress like you wear in that party...” “I ... sure... of course, its my mom’s ... ill do the shopping” “yea, you know, i just dont rweally like to be to stand out... not tooo mention that ill bring a competitior, its gonna be weird” “I know,,, but you wont regret it... ill be as invicible as i can be” “Okay, then , see you at the ceremony sarah” “Thank you so much, Mr. Pitt” the phone are off.

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How Mad Men Star Kit Williamson Made His Own Gay Soap Opera

The problem, says Kit Williamson, is that EastSidersthe Emmy-nominated LGBT soap opera he created in 2012almost shares a name with EastEnders, the well-known BBC soap opera currently in its 32nd year.

And so when Williamson recommends people check out his drama about handsome LGBT Los Angelenos living, loving, screwing up, and doing what people on soap operas are wont to do, they end up going down totally the wrong rabbit hole on YouTube, and finding instead a group of East Londoners doing their own variation of the same, if at a much louder volume.

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My recommendation: Watch both.

Season 3 of EastSiders, released on Nov. 28 digitally and on DVD, takes the shape of a cross-America road trip, complete with stunning skies and endless horizons, beginning with Douglas/Gomorrah Rey (played by Willam Belli) having a blow-up row in full drag and 116-degree heat beside the side of a highway, as his boyfriend Quincy (Stephen Guarino) tries in vain to pacify the situation.

Bellis heels melted in the heat, and Williamson, 32, directed the action clad in cooling wet towels. The glamor of independent web TV, he says, laughing.

Williamsons character, Cal, and partner Thom (Van Hansis) are heading back west after their sojourn in New York City, and have an encounter with a drifter played by model and porn star (and Donald Trump supporter) Colby Keller. Also returning for the third season are John Halbach, Williamsons real-life husband, and Constance Wu, Williamsons longtime buddy, as straight couple Ian and Kathy. (To confuse you even more, a leading mother-son duo in EastEnders is called the same.)

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I wanted to create characters that I didnt really see on television, Williamson, who played Ed Gifford on Mad Men, told The Daily Beast. I think you see a lot of cautionary tales in LGBT representation and then hyper- morally-upright representations. Youre either in a couple, living in the suburbs with 2.5 kids, or youre a drug addict in the 1980s. Its rare that LGBT characters are allowed to operate in between, like all human beings operate.

Williamson is heartened by the growing diversity of representation in the TV shows of Shonda Rhimes and on cable, and hopes his EastSiders characters have flaws, make messes, and pick up the pieces, just like straight characters on TV.

EastSiders has been mostly financed through Kickstarter funding, raising $250,000 across three seasons. The third season is also partially funded by the AIDS Healthcare Foundation and Impulse Group Global, and the show incorporates both organizations safer sex messaging.

Its incredibly moving, says Williamson of the publics generous financial support for the show, which makes him even more determined that the show does its fans justice. EastSiders aims to be as culturally mixed as a small cast and limited number of episodes can allow. Inclusive storytelling should be everybodys goal, says Williamson.

If Williamson has a dream, it is that one day television will be able to sustain having two LGBT-themed shows on at the same time; or even that there will be LGBT lead characters on TV, whose sexuality or gender identity is part of their identities, rather than defining them.

Until that rainbow shines, we have a smattering of characters and shows like Queer as Folk, The L Word, and Looking, which flicker into life, cause their controversies and debates, then go. The capriciousness of LGBT representation on our screens is down to the capriciousness of mostly straight-run broadcasters.

Hansis himself found fame as Luke Snyder on CBS daytime soap As The World Turns, as a landmark gay character whom fans clamored to be allowed to kiss his boyfriend, Noah (Jake Silbermann). (Oh, have you seen their horsing-around towel wrestle? You must see the towel wrestle.)

EastSiders refers geographically to the parts of East Los AngelesSilver Lake, Los Feliz Echo Park, DTLAwhere the characters live, a boho-y, very different sort of vibe to the muscle boys of West Hollywood, although (as their social media accounts reveal) the extremely handsome and charming Williamson and Halbach look just as hot as any WeHo guy.

Some scenes in the show are filmed at the mens home, and looks attractively ruffled and laid-back, filled with vintage furniture, mismatched cushions and twinkly lights.

Williamson had problems getting straight actors to play gay when EastSiders first began, even though there were no sex scenes in the first two seasons. Any show with gay content is immediately presumed to be exploitative, Williamson notes.

The road trip of Season 3 was filmed on the road itself, with cast and crew starting out in Woodstock, upstate New York, and ending up in Los Angeles, trundling across the vast expanse of America in a vintage camper trailer and another vehicle.

It took two weeks, with an extended stay in Idaho to scout locations and shoot scenes. It was exciting, invigorating and harrowing, says Williamson, laughing. Its no small undertaking taking two carloads of people across the country, and making sure theyre in bed at a reasonable hour.

The team ran afoul of a runaway tire that put a dent in the camper early on. They were snowed out of Yellowstone National Park. They shot on the fly, and in some places permits allowing them to film were withdrawn when it was revealed that it was a gay-themed TV show.

We started telling places where we wanted to film that it was called Go West, and just said it was about two friends driving across the country together, Williamson says.

The Black Hills of South Dakota were especially breathtaking, he says. You owe yourself ten minutes off the main drag to see the Badlands (National Park in South Dakota). I could have explored it all day if I had the chance. I am a huge lover of mountains. Even though it was terrifying driving that fucking camper trailer up and down mountains it was still breathtaking, even if I nearly killed everybody two or three times.

Williamson concedes that he is biased about California where he lives, but recommends the eastern part near Nevada for that big sky feeling, and that moment you get to the coast after weeks on the road to arrive at the Pacific Ocean and put your feet in the sand. It felt like a cool homecoming for the characters and the crew.

It was a really challenging place to grow up gay, and I also grew up very religious which didnt help matters.

Williamson himself grew up in Mississippi, where the countrys most anti-LGBT law, HB 1523, has just taken root. He is surprised as to how little attention the law has garnered nationally, compared to the outcry over similar laws in North Carolina.

I think a lot of people write off Mississippi as a lost cause, says Williamson, who emceed a Pride celebration there two years ago. I understand why, but its still sad to me as a person who grew up there. I really want people to understand there are great people living in Mississippi fighting for their own rights and fighting for their neighbors.

There was a lot of homophobia when he was growing up, says Williamson. It was a really challenging place to grow up gay, and I also grew up very religious which didnt help matters. It was definitely a challenge for my family to understand me.

His whole family are employed in the area of law, and he surprised all of them by wanting to act. They were supportive of me, even if part of them thought Hell get over this eventually and enter the family business. I tell them, One day Ill play a lawyer on TV. Thats all I can guarantee.

As a boy, Williamson was a big nerd. I read a lot of fantasy novels. I had a mullet. I was very socially awkward, and it was difficult at school to be friends with other people. It was really hard for me. I knew I was different, I didnt know why. I was savagely bullied as a kid, people were terrible to me.

Williamsons older sister modeled herself on the cult animated character, Daria. I thought the way you handled bullies was being sarcastic and funny, he says. It didnt turn out well.

He and Halbach once compared notes on childhood bullying. I was Gay Kid and he was Gay Boy. We both had really unoriginal bullies. Williamson laughs softly. Little did they know that Gay Kid and Gay Boy were going to get together.

I didnt really think growing up that it would be possible wed have gay marriage nationally, he adds. To be able to take advantage of it as a citizenhe and Halbach married last yearhas been so incredibly moving to me.

Williamson and Halbach met in March 2007. Williamson was then a bartender at NYC theater-land hangout Angus McIndoe, and the men were introduced by a mutual friend who told each of them separately, Hes single and not crazy. It was a perfectly judged match. That night, the men stayed talking until the bar closed.

Williamson had underplayed the significance of marriage equality because the possibility seemed so far off, he adds. When the Supreme Court ruled, it hit us both. Wed been denying ourselves something that we really did find meaningful. Im so glad we did it.

Williamson has worked successfully as a filmmaker and actor for years. Making Mad Men was a masterclass, he says, watching both those in front and behind the cameras. The sexy pictures on his Instagram account are in service of promoting his work and LGBT rights, he insists, adding with another laugh, and in shamelessly promoting ourselves. Instagram is a tool for good and evil, and we try to use it for good, for the best of possibilities.

Williamson chuckles that the idea was to use social media to direct people to EastSiders and the mens other work, promoting fashion and fitness influencers and LGBT destinations, but now people recognize him and Halbach from social media itself.

How EastSiders fans respond to the inclusion of Colby Keller remains to be seen. His scenes were shot before he revealed his support of Donald Trump.

I was really surprised and caught off guard when I saw that, says Williamson, who, a Hillary Clinton supporter, had been shocked when Trump triumphed in last years presidential election. I was driving to Idaho when the gay blogs erupted in fury over his (Kellers) political leanings. We did make the choice not to replace him. I havent talked to him about what happened.

When it came to keeping Keller in the season, Williamson asked himself whether he would work with Susan Sarandon, another Clinton naysayer who backed Bernie Sanders.

I think were living in really, really divided times, and I dont want to do anything to add to that divide, says Williamson. I also dont think we should be casting people out of the village. Its complicated. A lot of my family members support Trump, not for ideologically pure reasons beyond really liking the guy and what he stands for.

Keeping Kellers role in EastSiders intact presented an interesting dilemma, and I dont have the answer to it, Willliamson admits.

I ask, had he known that Keller was a Trump supporter, would Williamson have still signed him up?

I dont know. When we were planning the season we were 99 percent sure Hillary Clinton was going to be president. Faced with the reality of working with an active Trump supporter right now in 2017 my answer would be no. Its just too much of open wound for me, and friends I know who are afraid of being deported. I do think its a very serious situation.

If Hollywood is to have any leg to stand on in shaping the culture we need to own up to the abuses of power that are very real.

Williamson recently posted on social media his experience of sexual harassment when he was starting out in the entertainment industry.

At 18, he was invited to a party at an agents house. He proceeded to tell me not to come out if I wanted to be an actor, to stay in the closet, and then tried to put his hand down my pants, Williamson recalls. It was this one, two punch of harassment and homophobia that was a bitter pill to swallow, and it soured me on Los Angeles for a couple of years.

He did not suffer any graver sexual assaults, as allegedly committed by the likes of Harvey Weinstein and Kevin fucking Spacey. I think its really important we have these conversations. If Hollywood is to have any leg to stand on in shaping the culture we need to own up to the abuses of power that are very real.

What his experience also shows, again, is Hollywoods powerful gays seeking to keep the closet intact, part of a historyfor Willliamsonof different groups acting as their own morality police and oppressors.

Its very sad and true. Theres still not been a gay movie star. Look at a lot of people who have succeeded on television. Most come out after their big break. Im not here to judge: Its brave to come out at the height of your success, but in 2017 I think we need to look at the paths other people have blazed for us and be brave enough to walk down them without fear.

Next for Williamson may come more EastSiders. He is also writing a series about queer thirtysomethings set in New Orleans.

Id love to get to a place where the leads of a show can be gay where that is normal and not extraordinary, says Williamson, and where the storylines can be both unique to us and more universal in the same breath; where we are allowed to be doctors, husbands, wives, crazy, not crazy, parents, single, slutty, and settled.

The whole incredible range of human experience should allowed to be represented in LGBT characters, where we are not defined solely by our sexuality.

The open road Williamson and his crew traveled for Season 3 of EastSiders perhaps says it all.

The third season of EastSiders will be released on DVD by Wolfe Video and digital platforms on Nov. 28. More details here.