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thebubblesareevil · 2 years

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Life on the farm pt 10 gifts from the beyond pt 1

After a lovely dinner Danny called everyone to the living room for souvenirs. Clark was sitting on the couch with Lois sitting on the arm rest next to him. Conner sat next to them looking perfectly comfortable. Danny smiled to himself he knew they would get along if given the chance, they just needed a little push. Once Ma and pa sat in their seats with Cujo happily taking his place in Pa’s lap Danny used his claws to open a small portal and pulled out a box.

He opened the box and with a smirk he pulled out a beautifully wrapped gift. “For the lovely Miss. Lang, I hope you find this to your standards.” Lois looked surprised, but not unhappy.

“I wasn’t expecting anything, but thanks spooky!” She took the gift and happily began to unwrap it as Pa leaned over to Danny.

“Now as someone who has experienced your particular…flair for gift wrapping, I know you didn’t wrap that.” He whispered. Danny could feel a flush of ectoplasm rush to his face.

Danny cleared his throat and looked away “I might have had a little help from the box ghost.” Pa laughed and Lois gasped. Danny looked up “Do you like it?”

“Like it? I love it!” In her hands was a beautifully crafted hand bound leather journal with a fountain pen tied to the front. Danny gave a light chuckle

“Open it and read the first page!” Lois carefully untied the notebook and opened it to the first page. There written in glowing green ink was a message

Miss Lois Lang

If my time as a reporter taught me anything, you should never let a man do a woman’s job. Keep ears to the ground and your eyes to the sky. Keep up the great work.

Sincerely

Mrs. Nellie Bly

Lois sat in shock “How in the hell-” Danny laughs

“I just spent the last month in the infinite realms. With access to every afterlife that has, or will, ever existed. I couldn’t pass up the chance when I ran into her at the Ghost Writers library. Between you and me I think she trying to sucker him into giving up some of his books.” He said with a wink. Everyone looked at Danny like he was crazy “what? What did I say?”

Ma looked at Danny concerned “Sweetheart you were only gone for a week.” Danny looked at Ma confused before an understanding look covered his face.

“Shit, sorry Ma, time is weird in the infinite realms. While it’s only been a week here, a month passed in the realms. It’s crazy, one time I went to a party in the Far Frozen and when I got home my sister yelled at me for an hour because I had been gone for three days!” Danny laughed, Ma just gave him a sad smile and a nod.

Lois looked towards Martha surprised. She gave her a slow shake of the head “Well I hope you were able to get everything done that you needed to.”

Danny popped up “oh yeah! Everything is pretty hectic with Halloween coming up! Fright Knight is super excited to host the hunt this year!” He started digging through the box once more before pulling out a wrapped gift “this one is for you Ma!” Ma carefully unwraps the gift and lets out a happy laugh when she pulled out the cook book.

“Sweetheart you didn’t have to do all this! I’ll admit I wanted that pie recipe but really.” Danny laughs “when the lunch lady heard you wanted a single recipe I was afraid she might burst from joy, she told me to come back before I left and she would have it ready. Never let it be said she let anyone go hungry.” Danny grinned “Remind me later to tell you about the time she attacked my high school cafeteria just because my friend changed the menu.” He said turning back to the box of gifts. Lois looked over to Martha with concern and she silently mouthed ‘later’ to her eldest sons partner.

“Pa! I thought you’d get a kick outta this!” He pulled out a large box covered in fish wrapping paper. “It’s a little cheesy but I couldn’t resist when I saw it. Pa opened the box to reveal a large marlin on a frame. He let out a barking laugh as Danny fell into a fit. Cujo falls from his place on Pa’s lap and runs over to claim conners lap for his own. (Not that Conner would complain)

“It’s perfect!” Danny raises his hand trying to stop laughing long enough to speak. “Wait! It gets better!” Danny takes the marlin and sets against the wall. He holds up a finger and slowly walks past. Just as he reaches the head of the massive fish the head jerks forward and you hear a roosters crow screech through the house. Pa slaps his leg and can’t stop laughing. Clark has a huge grin splitting his face.

“That fish makes a better rooster than lord Reddington ever did!” Lois looked at Martha confused

“I thought the rooster was named big red?” Ma gives her a smile.

“Chickens are noble creatures, as such they must be given suitably noble names. At least that’s what Clark decided in kindergarten. He announced Lady chickadonna’s approach for a month.”

Conner laughed “and here I thought that was Danny’s influence.” Pa shook his head

“Nope that was all Clark!” Once more the family falls into a fit of laughs. Danny waves his hand.

“C’Mon! At this rate we’re never gonna finish with y’all’s gifts! Clark! You’re next! I had to pull a few strings to get this one so I hope you like it.” Danny pulls an orb out of the box, tossing it to Clark. With a smile he easily caught the orb.

He almost dropped it when he saw the familiar shade of green. “Before you freak out! I had a friend make sure any harmful properties have been stripped from the stone. Pinky swear!” Danny reassured, Conner peered over trying to get a better look without disturbing Cujo. Clark turned the orb over in his hands, finding it full of small holes, with an opening on the bottom. “If you put a light in the bottom it will show you constellations that surrounded Krypton before it’s destruction.” Danny rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s not much but-” before Danny could finish he found himself in a bone crushing hug from his older brother.

“Thanks Danny, this means a lot. I don’t have much of my home planet, and any piece I run into causes nothing but pain. I can’t take the fortress home with me but this, this is perfect. Thank you”

Danny blushes, pushing his brother away “alright, that’s enough sappy shit! Time for Conner!” Danny starts digging through the box searching for conners gift. He pulls out a box with a grin on his face. “Okay so I had Technus upgrade this to to the teeth. Since the moment you left that tube you’ve been fighting crime, time for a little fun!” Conner cautiously unwrapped the box revealing a game consul. It was sleek and black with glowing green circuitry decorating it. “It will play any disk you want, regardless of the system and it connects to the internet but it is completely untraceable.” Conner grins.

“Wally is gonna freak out when he sees this! He’s been trying to get me to play some of his video games.”

“I’ve got a few gifts for the team as well! We can bring them by tomorrow after breakfast.” Conner grins

“Excited to bring Kaldur his gift?” Danny blushes with a scowl.

“Excuse me but as your older brother it is my responsibility to tease you, not the other way around” everyone laughs

“He wouldn’t tease you if you just made a move already, he clearly likes you” Clark said nudging his arm. Danny scoffs, brushing him off he turns away to put away the box.

“Yeah right, and Ember has plans to dye her hair pink. He likes me as a friend, if even that. Besides it would be a bad idea” he held a grim look on his face

Ma smacks her knee “Well I think it’s time for pie Lois why don’t you come help me set the table?” Lois smiles and accepts. They turn the corner and before Martha stops her and whispers “Let me remind you that I know at least two of my boys have super hearing, Danny is still up for debate but knowing him it wouldn’t surprise me.” Lois smiled

“Oh trust me I couldn’t possibly forget! Not since his highly amusing attempt at acting surprised when he got a writing award.” The two laughed

“For all his secrets, an actor my son is not. Did I ever tell you about the time he auditioned for the school play? He tried out for the part of Hercules… poor boy Pa had to take him out for ice cream to cheer him up after they told him that he just couldn’t pull off super strength.” Lois snorted

“That doesn’t surprise me in the least! Did I ever tell you how I tricked him into revealing his identity?”

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Clark slumped in his chair “I may never recover from this particular team up.” Pa walked over to Clark and threw his arm around his shoulder.

“There are some things all men fear, one of which is your mother and your partner meeting. There are no secrets there.”

Danny shrugged “Hey look at it this way, at least they aren’t talking about the different ways they want to tear you apart” he laughed “that was a really weird dinner”

Clark and Conner stared at Danny in open shock before Conner spoke up “Danny… did you date a supervillain?!” Danny shook his head

“Nah, I just dated a ghost hunter.”

Ma and Lois walked into the dining room to witness the shock and confusion on the mens faces as Conner shouted in confusion.

“Danny I hate to break it to you but… YOURE A GHOST!!”

“Yeah but SHE didn’t know that, besides after she found out she apologized for trying to destroy me, no big deal”

“Yes, of course, that makes EVERYTHING okay!” Conner was done, he was tired of finding out his big brother was hurt and he just brushes it off. “If I told you M’gann tried to kill me or hell mind control me, would you be okay with it as long as she said she was sorry?!”

“Of course not!” Danny gave an offended shout

“Then why is it okay that your ex tried to kill you? Why is one okay but not the other?!” Danny looked at Conner sadly.

“Because as far as she was concerned, as far as half the town was concerned, I was just another evil ghost trying to hurt them. I can’t blame them either, because not only were a majority of the ghosts that came through angry and looking for a fight but… I had some pretty damning evidence against me unless you looked a little closer. That’s the difference between me and you. When people look at you two… they see heroes, when they look at me they see a monster.” Clark looks at Danny in shock, Ma goes up to Danny with a pie in her hands.

“You’re a hero Danny, no matter what anyone else says” she says placing the pie on the table, she turns and gives Danny a warm hug. “Now enough of all that it’s time for pie!”

#danny phantom #ghost king danny #dc x dp #brain vomit #conner kent #clark kent #ma kent #Pa Kent #Lois lane #it was supposed to just be a funny souvenir chapter #it was not meant to get serious #life on the farm #pt 10 #pt1 #cus I still need to to the team and this was getting long #god help the fentons if they ever meet Conner #Danny is his now

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smeltbracket · 9 months

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old tervo sketches i never posted sorry i was like feverishly pacing around all day

#solar opposites #tervo #meant to do another full drawing today but im too crazy to do anything #they make all my organs fail simultaneously #mr darcyyy #i dont think i will ever be the same after s4 #tervo this season was so…like i said dont get me started or we’ll be here all night #theyve been my otp since 2020 and if you told me back then their relationship would come THIS far i’d burst into flame #they're fucking Canon canon like. fully solidified couple..#War Is Over #watching them this season made me so happy and insane i felt like i was being torn apart by wolves but in a good and full of love way #This Tervo Shit Gets Serious. Be Ready To Die Behind It

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beanghostprincess · 2 months

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Luffy not knowing about Zoro promising Sanji to kill him if he ever ends up losing himself makes me go feral because that's something they can only know about. Because Zoro's respect for life and death goes beyond anything, and Sanji knows he understands. Sanji knows that if somebody has to kill him, it's him.

And I don't even think it's because Sanji assumes Zoro's opinion of him is hatred and it would hurt less for him to do this, but because Sanji knows only Zoro would be able to treat the promise as it is. Because he would put Sanji's wishes before any feelings he has for him. It's not that Zoro doesn't care, but I think he respects people's ideals and decisions to the extent of being able to kill Sanji if he so desires.

That being said, he'd do it if there's no other way to fix it. If it's either dying or living as an emotionless machine, which is the same as dying for Sanji, Zoro would fulfill his promise. And there is just... Something about Luffy not knowing. Their captain. The man they're devoted to the most as if he were their God. Luffy doesn't know. It's something only the captain's wings are aware of and the thought of these two keeping this from Luffy until the end is just insane. Not even trying to make it romantic here, but the bond and respect these two have for each other is crazy.

Maybe it's the poetry of it all, too. Somebody like Zoro, who has looked at Death in her face multiple times and said "no", ending Sanji's life, who wants to give in to death to not experience a fate worse than death for him.

#bean posting zosan this is so rare and weird don't get used to it sweeties #kind of tired of people jumping to extremes with these two btw like-#they don't hate each others but they're also not best friends-- respect is something they value even more than those things #they're not good for my mental health they make me go insane #this wasn't meant to be in a shippy way but idk if you wanna see it as romantic you do you bc it could def be #it depends on my mood #i consider myself a zosan shippers on random days #you could also say sanji thinks zoro doesn't give a fuck about him and that's why he tells him bc we know this guy's self-worth is awful #but i also like to think it's because zoro's views on life and death are exactly what sanji needs #luffy would try to look for a way to fix this and they others wouldn't be able to do it tbh #i mean if it ever got too serious i think luffy could do it but do you really think sanji's gonna make him go through that #if zoro has to die he wants to die by luffy's hand but if sanji has to die he wants to die without involving their captain #idk if that makes sense okay i haven't slept at all tbf #one piece #black leg sanji #roronoa zoro #zosan

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general-cyno · 6 months

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apparently it's the 15th anniversary of zoro's sacrifice in thriller bark (not sure if manga or anime though) so yknow. time for more zolu of course

one of the many things about zoro and luffy is that despite how their approach to certain situations might differ at times, they're still pretty similar at their core, sometimes to a comical degree (see: their definition of what a hero is back in fish man island arc). and this understanding of how the other works is what leads to moments like jaya,

this little one in water 7/enies lobby,

and follows consistently all the way to wano arc.

and I was thinking the other day about how their childhoods too kinda mirror or parallel each other's in a way that emphasizes (to me, at least) how special zoro's particular protectiveness toward luffy is, and why luffy relying on zoro that way is just as special.

the specifics of their childhood stories are different but both luffy and zoro have a turning point of sorts that's marked with the grief and loss of sabo and kuina, respectively, which leads them to say these:

(I cropped the panels, but luffy's also crying here)

it's important to note zoro and luffy had dreams/aspirations before this, to become the greatest swordsman and luffy's secret thing that we've yet to learn about (that ace, sabo and the crew now know). however, losing kuina and sabo is what prompts them to, on top of that, strive to become stronger for other people's sake. for zoro, it's his way to honor his friend and fulfill their shared dream. for luffy, it's to avoid losing the people he loves.

throughout the story, zoro and luffy end up expressing similar frustration and sentiments due to this. there's zoro innerly chiding himself for being too weak as he trains in the aftermath of arcs like little garden, alabasta and thriller bark, where the crew get stuck in situations in which zoro isn't able to help as he wishes he could (the wax cake, the sea prism stone cell, kuma). there's luffy swearing he won't lose a single member of his crew even if it kills him (the davy back fight) and reproaching himself for not being able to save any of the straw hats in sabaody, with the worst of it right after losing ace in marineford.

(and man do I have thoughts about bon turning into zoro, out of all the straw hats, back in impel down.)

anyway. as to why all of this is meaningful - when zoro agrees to join luffy, he mentions that his goal to become the greatest swordsman is all he has. yet as the straw hats go from journey to journey, and with a certain emphasis in luffy, you can see how zoro's view slowly shifts. he's now driving himself to become strong to protect them as well, to the point he's willing to set aside his ambition and offer his own head in exchange for luffy's, if it means he can ensure luffy's life and safety. that's huge. as mihawk inwardly points out, zoro has something, someone he values even more than his ambitions and pride. and it's through his adventures with luffy and the crew that he becomes closer to achieving that initial dream of his.

whenever people wonder why zoro's as loyal as he is to luffy, aside from all the reasons why luffy as a character has earned that loyalty through his actions, I also remember that one line koushiro said to zoro in a flashback: "the pinnacle of swordsmanship is the power to protect what one wishes to protect and cut what one wishes to cut. a blade that injures all that it touches isn't really a sword." while sure, it works in the context of later power ups like haki, imo it perfectly captures zoro's character growth too and what luffy's given him. the current zoro isn't lost or directionless with only one purpose in mind or to live for, bounty hunting as a means to survive. he has a home to return to, people to cherish, to protect and keep getting stronger for, people who nurture him in turn. kuina's death is something zoro couldn't have prevented, and losing people in accidents like those is something that could happen again, but still within the limits of what's preventable - zoro can protect his friends now.

as for luffy... zoro kinda steals the spotlight when it comes to grand gestures of loyalty/devotion and being the MC of the story means luffy fights for different people (both crew and non crew), carrying their wishes and hopes as if they were his own. he gets help and learns from others as well and all members of the crew are important for luffy to achieve his dream one way or the other, but the way he relies on zoro specifically is so subtly meaningful to me. we don't get as much insight on luffy's inner thoughts, still, we do have context.

for someone like luffy, who is at his innermost genuinely terrified of being alone and losing the people he loves, the fact that he trusts zoro to protect and keep everyone safe (even luffy himself) is so good. as shown above, luffy vowed to become strong in the first place to ensure he'd never go through loss like sabo's again and this vow is all the more renewed after ace's death. luffy has to be strong for everyone but... the fact that he can trust zoro to follow his lead even when others might not understand his reasons to do x or y, that he's so unwavering in his faith that zoro will protect the others when luffy can't, entrusting the people he cares about to zoro, whom luffy also cherishes - it's all pretty special. everyone in the crew has their strengths and zoro may not be the only fighter, but all of them, including sanji, fall under his protection whenever it's needed.

it's not only about raw strength though. zoro's also there to set luffy straight and remind him of what's important when the circumstances arise, like in water 7 or punk hazard. and even when they don't necessarily agree, like wrt vivi's situation after the reverie in marijoa, luffy knows when zoro's right and acquiesces (albeit grumbling a little) because, once again, he's also aware that zoro wouldn't just risk everyone's safety. luffy listens to him. and their reunion in wano too, luffy's sheer happiness at the sight of him again, is a very clear example of how much luffy adores zoro even beyond all that.

although luffy isn't aware of what happened in thriller bark (that we know of), zoro's actions are proof of why luffy trusts, has faith in, and relies on zoro as much as he does and why it's so important for luffy to have him by his side, considering how afraid he is of being unable to keep his loved ones safe. this is more on a speculative note, but I can imagine how comforting that must be for luffy - to not shoulder that on his own.

happy anniversary!

#zolu #tp #long post #yeah it's me. again #happy anniversary to zoro reinventing love and devotion for luffy y'all #I meant to add but I would've gone on a longer tangent if I had AJSJ #that yeah you could count whiskey peak as the one time luffy didn't trust zoro but eh it's like #1) I'm not sure how much of it was meant to be serious 2) their chemistry is so ridiculous they can't even fight properly #without falling into sync with one another and 3) luffy doesn't doubt zoro's intentions after that again #aaand you could argue this whole unwavering faith in zoro may have its drawbacks (sabaody) but #within the story it's not really something he holds against luffy but it is something that at least motivates him #to tell luffy to get his shit together. which is tasty imo #jay reads op

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keekeenuggets · 29 days

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We don't talk enough about how well ALL of the Vees know and care about each other so much, like--

We first see them when Velvette is calling Vox about Val being upset in ep 2, but there's no way he would have asked for the help himself. Like he's not gonna be like "hey get Vox for me I need him" because that seems too vulnerable, BUT he was expecting Vox to come.

He literally says "Fuckin' finally!"

Which would either mean that Velvette told him Vox is on his way, OR Val knew Velvette would tell Vox to come. (It is possible he expected it because of the cameras, but Vox didn't seem to know Val was throwing a tantrum until Velvette called him, and Vox's plan for the day seemed to involve multiple meetings, so I don't think he watches the cameras often enough for that.)

Also Velvette knew how to calm Valentino down. She was busy with a fashion show and needed to focus on that, and she was mad that Val was wrecking her shit, but even after he was out of her hair and not a problem to her, she repeated to Vox that he needs to go take care of Val.

"Take care of the piss baby!"

I 100% believe she could have done it herself (she probably did partly?? considering he stopped the tantrum and was in his room before Vox got there-- unless her telling Val that Vox was on his way was what did it, but that would still be something she knew to do), but she had a show to run. Still, she wasn't going to leave Val alone to be moping around.

Also the fact Valentino seems to have some level of control over his smoke implies he wanted to be dramatic as fuck or wanted to hide himself and sat in a cloud of smoke on purpose.

Vox obviously knows how to talk Val out of shit, and canon makes it more clear that he understands Val well.

But overall there's obvious intimacy between all three of the Vees in that they care for each other and know exactly what's needed and/or what will happen in situations like that.

#the vees #valentino #vox #velvette #hazbin hotel #like seriously if Velvette's goal was only to get Val to stop wrecking shit she would have brushed Vox off when he got there #Val wasn't fucking anything up anymore #BUT she knew he wasn't feeling better so she told Vox to go up there #(more like she ordered him around lmao)#and obviously Vox canceled his appointments to go take care of Val instead #which Velvette couldn't easily do with a show because if you're putting on a show in about 15 minutes or however close it was #that meant people paid and were waiting for it and canceling would make them lose money #Vox didn't seem to have urgent appointments though #and like Velvette KNEW Vox would go help Val #they're all so perfect for each other please #also this is why Velvette as the 'daughter' of the other Vees makes no fucking sense because #why would you tell a parental figure 'fuck you' and refer to the other parental figure as a 'piss baby'#be serious 😭#Val is the child actually #(half joking)#posts by 📲

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kirby-the-gorb · 3 months

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#kirby #daily kirby #my art #digital #hal laboratory #nintendo #biopsy results got logged automatically #so I know it's not mastocytosis which means it's mcas #which is the 'less serious' disorder but not the outcome we wanted.#cuz I already got 4 immunology referrals rejected last year.#so I have no idea how much longer it will be before I actually get some friggin treatment.#(I am somewhat medicated but it's clearly not enough and I haven't gotten actual meant-to-help-now changes in 2 years.)#it's a friggin time of it my dudes.

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qangelbluebird · 3 months

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Creation = The Thing (from the tubhole?)

Primary Protector (Creator (not used but could be)) = Tubbo

Rank 1 Shell = Sunny

Guardian = Philza

Shell (in general) = Eggs

Pancake Shell = Empanada

The Mother of Pancake Shell = Bagi

Duck Shell = Chayanne

Trauma Shell = Tallulah

#i can’t talk in chat rn and am dealing™️#qsmp philza #Philza #donno what else to tag #I kinda hope he keeps playing it relatively serious #the idea of Creation being something from either the tubbhole or something Tubbo made #to protect Sunny in case he isn’t there #‘you are my job’ yeah he’s meant to look after her- DID HE JUST POINT AT HER AND SHE DISAPPEAR #I KNEW IF HE POINTED AT YOU YOU GET VOIDED BUT WTF #‘Rank 1 is now Safe’ UH HUH. SURE.#OH HE BROUGHT HER BACK #‘Guardian I am here for you’ ‘how can I trust you?’#‘yes it was warm there like a blanket :)’ ‘no one else is here for me’#SUNNY #‘primary protector is missing.’ ‘Primary Protector put me here for you.’ ‘fear no more’ at least Phil is getting #‘PRIMARY PROTECTOR WILL BE FOUND OR RECOVERED INTO A BACK UP’ WHAT #‘I need your help guardian’ ‘locating (primary protector)’ ‘do you have the data’#Phil trying to explain to Creation what happened and why-#‘primary protector cannot die. primary protector is not alive to begin with.’ WHAT. TUBBO LORE?????

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ryllen · 1 year

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alex who is good at heart & said “good luck” when he rejected you after “nah... I'm gonna ask someone else” on flower dance festival

and actually care about having friends,

that he has been acting friendly to u even at 0 hearts, in seek of new friend opportunity.

#him trying to be 25% considerate 25% friendly 50% flirty #the way he talks might make you go who asked u?? mind your own business - but i like to think he meant well #stardew valley #sdv #flower dance #sdv alex #stardew alex #stardew valley alex #sdv farmer #stardew farmer #stardew valley farmer #in real life i would be squinty at this kind of move done to me like 'wow he's so used to it; does he do this every time"#popular vibe; very suspicious #like how can u tell how much they are being serious when making a move on u #in conclusion god irl me would never be able to get together with someone like alex #i am just keep thinking about how funny total rejection on 1st year flower dance is #if someone offer to dance with u at the side to cheer u up that would be nice i thought #when he said it's hard when u don't have friends; he actually thinks about himself #he and sebastian seems to be the two that concerns about hardly having any friends from the thing they said #or others do to? do fill me in #fanart

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dungeons-and-dragon-age · 4 days

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"fenris hates all mages" counterpoint: he just has beef with Anders Specifically

#this is not supposed to be a Serious And Nuanced Post TM please dont come at me fhdslkjflsf #i just think its funny how they bitchfight #and for the record no i dont think they hate each other #however. i do also believe that they find each other specifically annoying lol #theres at least one other banter i remember where anders brings up mages and fen answers with #actually this is about Just You and not mages in general #(and also another disclaimer i do think the game tries too hard to make the characters too one-track with their opinions)#(and that chances are 'bethany wasnt weak' was meant to mean 'she wasnt possessed or a blood mage and played her part`)#((he did also get on well with bethany tho. so theres that))#but i digress #laya plays dragon age #personally i believe that anders has beef with fenris because he keeps beating him at cardsand fen is smug about it /hj

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arodeku · 4 months

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In light of recent events (everyone collectively losing all hope of dapg is coming back in 2024) I went back and checked when the first videos of each year were posted in the past and I'm glad to inform you all that every single time a video was uploaded no sooner than the 17th and no later than the 20th. Please chill.

#dan and phil #i feel like this sounds harsher than I meant it to #rest assured it's meant to be lighthearted #I've seen a lot of people thinking they're not coming back or at least getting antsy #and I'm sure most of it is a joke. I think. idk I'm not good at telling these sorts of things #but I also feel like some of you are a bit serious #guys i don't think they're going to make phil curse 27 times in a church and start s2 of the sims just to #not come back after christmas #but they did just drop ~40 videos in 3 months right before and during the holiday season #let them hibernate for 3 weeks I think we'll survive #rambles

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hyunsvngs · 2 months

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thinking about church boy!hanji who has unholy thoughts about a certain girl that goes to his dad’s church, and has the urge to jerks off when he gets home, and also he gets very nervous talking to this exact girl because she is just so sweet and kind with him and yet he is having dirty thoughts about her every time she shoots a smile at him, and he feels bad, yet he cant stop 😇😇😇😇😇

— 🦷

hi tooth anon. can i write this? thanks.

#juno’s asks ♡#🦷 anon 💌#this is very serious #religious blasphemy gets me going so far #i meant bad

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rainymoodlet · 4 months

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Kiss Me in Komorebi+ 🌸

[ Third Vacation: Maxwell! ]

As part of my incessant need to mix things up, Maxwell won the Background Luck Roll (thank you, random.org) that earned him a special mini moment with Daniel! The two saw the sun glittering off the snow in the early morning and decided that it would be the perfect weather for a nice, relaxing stroll.

Part 4 of 7 🌹

@yikessims

#ts4 #ts4 screenshots #ts4 gameplay #ts4 challenge #ts4 bachelor challenge #;kmik #sim: daniel #maxwell santiago by yikessims #||#these were meant to post yesterday but my queue keeps messing up 😖#so all three parts of this little special moment are going up today!!#maxwell and dan look so good together bwah 🥹#i’m boutta start takin them poly comments serious bc i can’t handle him not being with every single one of them pfff #they all are starting to get more serious and involved and i’m NOT READY #NOT READY for the next rose ceremony omg #i hope you are all doing well! 🥹🙏#thank you for continuing to read kmik and follow dan along on his journey!!#🙏🙏🙏

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scrawnytreedemon · 6 months

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While I intend this blog to remain a largely news-free space due to the constant hellstate of the world, let me be clear that I stand in full support of both the Palestinian and Jewish peoples who are currently experiencing relentless hate and suffering in these horrid times.

I am disgusted at the number of people, especially "progressives" on this website who have used this situation to spread both Islamophobia and Antisemitism. This goes double if you dared to reblog those "punch nazis/fascists <3" and "[x] are welcome here!" posts while in the next breath spreading dangerous fucking narratives that kill people.

So many people in online political spaces evidently see this as nothing more than a case of picking "sides", when ultimately what matters is supporting the oppressed against fascist governments and militias, wherever they are.

Common people will always have more alike with each other than their leaders. This is not a novel concept. Your activism should always be motivated by love and compassion first, and hatred second. If you use your beliefs as an excuse to find an acceptable target to vent your hatred towards regardless of the actual material outcome, you are no fucking activist.

You're a bigot.

#current events #antisemitism #islamophobia #scrawny rambles #scrawny speaks #again i have not been saying much both for the fact that this blog is meant to be a quiet place #and that i do not consider myself to be a reliable source of serious information and/or morals #but regardless i have been watching i have been taking note #i see you i hear you #and while i am currently in no position to materially help right now #the moment i can i will #i don't like signalling this kind of thing because i want it to be evident in how i *act*#but as this cannot be taken as a given i will say this:#you are welcome here. i am so sorry the world is hateful and vile and i wish i could wipe it all away.#you and your folk did nothing to deserve this and you are right to be scared. and i wish to give you my love.#fascism and genocide are not things to be taken lightly. bigoted 'jokes' are vile and dangerous. human life is what's at stake.#we are heading into a wave of hate that has the potential to repeat history in the worst way imaginable. get a fucking grip.#i'm unlikely to address this further as again. reasons stated above. but i wanted to make my stance clear.#it is late as fuck and i'm pissed. people who should know better miss the fucking memo completely.#i'm fucking glad i unfollowed a popular blogger when i did because look what they're posting now. antisemetic 'jokes'.#i really wonder how common this shit truly is. how many people get away with cloaking themselves as 'progressive.'#or perhaps they genuinely think they are. cognitive dissonance is one hell of a drug. fuck them regardless. scum.#you are no progressive. you are a bigot. a leftist bigot is a bigot regardless of how 'revolutionary' you posture to be.#anyhow apologies for any errors. again. it's late. hope you guys are doing well <3

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Rabbit Burrow

(3,785 words) Part 1 (part 2 found here)

Tony Becker, one year after surviving the attack from GGY, tracks down Gregory post-SB. But he has to get through Vanessa before he can get to Gregory.

Tony likes to think his detective skills are pretty good. So when he swings a leg over the seat of his bike and wheels it near the entrance, he hopes it's the right place.

He'd tracked down Gregory to this apartment complex somewhere in Gale county. It's still in Hurricane, and Tony had been able to reach it with just a bus ride. The apartment is somewhat run-down, but clean enough to where you can tell it's well kept, just old. The air conditioning units he passes on the way to the front door are brand new.

He'd taken the closest bus to Gale county right after school let out. He'd been restless all day up until finally acting on his findings. Tony has been searching for Gregory for a year. Finally finding something and having to wait for his middle school day to end was agonizing. He just hopes his Mom and Grandma wont be too mad at him.

He'd wrestled his bike he'd ridden to school that day discreetly onto the bus and wedged it in-between his legs and the seat in front of him. The air had been humid and thick all day with the signs of a storm, and Tony had seen the dark clouds and heard the thunder peeking over the treeline outside the bus window on the way here. He ducks inside the front door and beats the rain by seconds.

"Can I help you?" The receptionist asks him, giving him a weird look when he steps inside. Shes a lady with long, styled black hair and covered in jewelry. Tony tries not to look too suspicious as he sends her a polite smile, heading to the elevator on the wall to the left. He would also be wary if someone he'd never seen walked into a resident building.

"Just seeing an old friend." He tells her. He presses the button to the third floor and tries to break her gaze by stepping behind the closing doors. The elevator shakes a bit before moving up.

He tries to take a deep breath. Theres some kind of excitement floating around in his chest at the fact that he's done it, but he pushes it down, lowering his expectations.

Despite his theories, he really has no clue what to expect. Theres some sort of worry mixing with the excitement, and all he decides is that if he escaped once, he can do it again.

It both took too long and not fast enough when he finally reaches the third floor. He double checks his crumpled sheet of notebook paper in his hand once, then a second time, something nervous but anticipating thrumming in his veins.

He steps onto the beige carpet of the long hallway, fresh vacuum marks in it, and follows the number plates by each door before coming to a stop near the middle of the hall.

3-05 The plate reads back to him. He quadruple checks his paper again. Its right.

He sighs out deeply, not even realizing he was holding his breath. Despite himself, his brows crease ever so slightly.

He shakes it away, pushing past it. Maybe digging too deep is what got him into trouble before, but its different now. Tony... Tony's learned things during his search for Gregorys location. If there was any point during his investigation that he would call digging too deep, it would have been months earlier from now.

Besides. Tony has always been bad at staving off his curiosity.

He thunks his knuckles on the white wood of the door quickly after that, three times in succession. He kind of bluescreens for a second when he realizes what he just did, then shakes it off. Waiting with wide eyes at the door, watching for a rattling of a doorknob or listening for incoming footsteps.

Nothing. He waits a few more minutes before knocking again, this time a little louder and harder.

Tony perks up when footsteps finally near the door, and his lips part prematurely when the doorknob rattles, not even put-together words yet on his tongue. They fall away immediately when a woman with blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail opens the door, one of those chain locks keeping it open maximum of three inches. "Hello?"

He stutters for a moment, words lost on his tongue, before he clears his throat, putting on a polite smile. "Hi, there." He says. "Um. Who are you?"

"I should be asking you that, kid." The woman raises a brow at him, never opening the door more than the chain lock allows it. She peers at him through the gap, and Tony tries as discreetly as possible to look past her head and shoulder into the apartment itself. "What are you doing here?"

When he looks back, shes still looking at him in a way Tony can only describe as cautious. The light in the hallway on the ceiling is flickering, and it casts split second shadows on the womans face that makes the bags under her eyes that much more prominent and her face that much more intimidating. "Well?"

Tony realizes he hasnt answered, and coughs slighty. "Oh. Sorry." He says, reluctant to continue. "I'm... I'm looking for Gregory."

Tony watches intensely to see if the name rings a bell or catches her attention. Just as he expects, her face twists ever so slightly in recognition. Tony catches something adjacent to panic or fear in her eyes until it's gone not half a second later.

"Who's asking?" She asks eventually, voice carefully even after a what appeared to Tony to be a mini conundrum in her head.

"His friend." He answers honestly. He ducks his head when the woman scrutinizes him, looking almost angry, but restrained enough to not show it. "I mean it," He says earnestly. "he and I... we were best friends. Last year. I came here to look for him."

Her eyes widen ever so slightly at that, and she studies him, eyes flicking back and forth over his face and his clothes and his hair. Tony doesnt miss the way her eyes linger for a millisecond on his scars. Its silent in the hall save for the two looking at eachother, and the buzzing of the flickering light on the ceiling is enough to save him from hearing his own heartbeat.

"Okay." She says eventually, and Tony subconsciously feels himself sag a bit at the relief that he won't turned away right as he was this close. She shuts the door without a word, and all Tony can do is stare at the peeling landlord white paint on the door as the sounds of the woman unlatching the multiple locks on the other side reach his ears. He waits patiently, until she cracks the door open not much wider than it had been with the lock, but just enough to fit his body in. "Come in. But no word to anyone. Got it?"

About what? Tony's about to ask, but then he steps through the door and the words die on his tongue.

"Oh." He says outwardly when Glamrock Freddy Fazbear sits on the couch. His body is adjacent to the patchwork quilt Tony has on his bed that his Grandma made him, and any of the makeup he had been painted with has long since scratched off.

His eyes are shut, and theres two jump cables attached to his ears that are plugged into a portable something. He doesn't so much as twitch when Tony enters the room.

The woman gives him a look after she re-locks only the deadbolt behind him and passes him into the apartment. "Oh." He repeats. "Not a word."

She nods at him, and it's only now that Tony can see the rest of her that isnt just her face. Shes in her twenties, if he had to guess, and she has a white tank top on with some sort of stain near the collar along with Hello Kitty fleece pajama pants. Her socks are mismatched and her nails are painted a purple color that could rival the deep bags under her eyes.

She collapses into an armchair (which hes pretty sure has a mismatched leg attached to it half-hazardously) and only looks at him silently as he steps further into the house, not so discreetly angling his body to get a peek past walls and open doors across the house.

Shes about to speak when Tony does first, "Wheres Greg?" He asks straight up. "Can I see him?"

Her lips twitch, and she just leans further back into the chair. The TV is playing some sort of Spring baking show, and the droning of the host mixes with the pattering of the rain on the window on the wall by the TV.

Anticipation and impatient-ness buzzes under his skin at being right here, and this woman undoubtedly knowing Gregory certainly doesnt help.

She only hesitates for a moment, but Tony can see the influx of thoughts that undoubtedly ran through her mind. She opens her mouth, taking a slow breath, before, "At school."

"He goes to school?" Tony gasps slightly, eyes widening. He moves to the couch, toeing past Freddy Fazbear as to not touch him even with just a brush of his jeans before sitting down, facing her. "What school?"

"He goes to Raindrop." The woman tells him, seemingly not hesitating this time.

It doesn't ring a bell, but it must be a middle school in Gale county. "...I go to Hailstorm." Tony says. "We both did. Or used to."

She stares at him after that, fingers drumming on the arm of her chair. She says nothing, just scrutinizing him, before, "You sure have a lot of cryptic ways of telling me how you used to know Gregory."

He wants to apologize, because it seems like what to do in response to that statement, but for some reason, that feeling in his gut he's learned to trust as his Detective sense tells him that he shouldn't.

Shes still looking at him intensely, and the rain outside pattering on the window somehow feels louder. There's some thunder outside that rumbles the floor, and the lighting casts a shadow on the living room. A few white lines across the coffee table caused by the blinds covering the window.

Her face doesnt so much as twitch, he notices, and she doesn't blink when she looks at him. Her green eyes bore into him, almost glowing in the shadow cast beneath her bangs. It reminds him of how he'd done to her not minutes ago. What he does to people he wants to analyze. To see how they react to something.

That's what shes waiting for, he realizes. He has a feeling that if he doesnt match her cryptic bluntness and instead apologizes and caves that easily, that it will somehow result in her turning him away.

Theres a glint in her eye when he becomes aware of reality again enough to look, and he thinks she somehow just came to the conclusion that Tony figured it out.

Then, he tries to sit up a bit straighter, and muster up that same glint mirroring back at him. "You sure have a cryptic way of letting me know you dont trust me."

Her mouth twitches slightly, but its all Tony needs to know he'd guessed correctly.

Its silent for a moment, and the woman grabs the remote on the next arm over and pauses the baking show she'd been watching. She shifts in the red velvet seat, as if getting comfortable, before, "Tell me how you know Gregory, and I'll tell you how I know him."

He has a feeling he isnt getting to Gregory unless he gets through this woman first, so he clears his throat, leaning his forearms on his knees.

"Me and Gregory met early last year at the beginning of the school year." He begins. "Right after summer ended in August. He was the new kid, and he sat at our table at lunch since it was mostly empty. Me and my friend arent the most popular, so there was room to spare."

She waves a hand, signaling him to stop. "Your friend?" She asks. He nods. "How many of there were you?"

"...Just me and E-- my friend." He says. "There were two of us, and when Greg sat at our table, we remembered how he looked a little lost earlier in class and we introduced ourselves. Then we just... clicked, I guess. He would partner with us in creative writing."

"Writing, huh?" She smiles slightly.

"Yeah." He replies. "Then, it was just business as usual for the months afterwards." He pauses, fidgeting with the hem of his jacket he loves so much that reminds him of the trenchcoats big city investigators wear. "Then... I had gotten wrapped up in this mystery."

She shifts, crossing a leg over the over and holding her hands together. "A mystery?"

Tony nods, remembering it like it was yesterday. He thumbs the part of arm where a scar is on his arm that his jacket covers. "The three of us would always go to the arcade in the Pizzaplex." He tells her. "And one day, I noticed high scores that seemed impossible to reach, and I became obsessed with solving who it was who had gotten there."

Tony thinks hes very good at reading people. So he doesn't think it's just his imagination when the woman in front of him goes a little rigid in her seat.

Theres some sort of creases under her eyes, Tony notices, that weren't there before.

"What did you do?" She asks.

Tony has a feeling that she somehow knows already. So he doesnt beat around the bush.

"I solved the mystery, eventually." Tony says. "Because GGY had been Gregory, and he'd invited me to the Pizzaplex and tried to kill me."

She sags a bit, looking somehow infinitely more tired, but no surprise detected. "But you survived."

"Not..." He shakes his head, picking at the skin by his fingernails. "I wouldn't have. If not for Greg saving me."

"Huh?"

"He--" Tony searches for the words, looking at the carpet between his knees and remembering that afternoon in every vivid detail he'd looked over countless times before. "He'd tried to kill me, yeah, but... he was almost fighting himself as he did it. He was like having a fistfight with himself."

He doesn't look up at her, he just keeps remembering how Gregory had gone rigid right before plunging the knife into Tony's gut a second time and stopped himself. How it had looked like somebody yanked Gregory backwards, but it had been his own self throwing his body. Just so he didnt hurt Tony again.

"He looked like he was a malfunctioning robot." He recalls. "He was like, hitting himself, and was making noises like he was fighting something. I was too frozen to move at the time, but then he threw me a really high security pass for the Pizzaplex and told me to run."

Then he had collapsed in front of him, like he was holding himself down. He doesn't tell the woman, though.

He looks back up to see her staring, eyes wide in suprise. She looks deep in thought for all but a few moments before shaking herself out of it. "So what did you do?"

"I ran." Tony says. "He had got me already. He stabbed me in the back, the first time. That was how I knew he was attacking me in the first place. But I ran away with the pass, and I went to a room with a ton of monitors and erased the security footage."

Her eyes blow wide as saucers, that time. "You got stabbed," she begins. "and instead of getting help, you erase the security footage?"

"Yeah." Tony nods. "Greg would have gotten in trouble if I didnt."

She's silent, after that. Tony just keeps picking at the skin on his fingers. "I somehow knew that Gregory didnt deserve to be. He just..." Tony trails off. "He didnt seem..."

"Seem like himself?" She suddenly cuts in, and Tony's eyes widen.

He nods, a small tilt of his head, and the woman sighs. "That's what being mind controlled will do to you."

A year ago, probably longer by now, Tony would have never believed that. He would have never thought something so outlandish that is only ever shown in fiction could be a possibility.

Not that he was wrong, to. Really, anyone in their right mind wouldnt think so. But things have changed since then.

And Tony has seen a lot of things during his search that probably nobody else has. Plus, This woman has been so cryptic up to this point. If she told him this straight up, and it's clear that she knows Gregory...

Suddenly, everything that day seems to make perfect sense. And everything he'd found that he'd filed away into his little mental Gregory crazy wall.

(He'd used to call it evidence wall, like normal people do. But, well, at some point, maybe Tony had thought the things he'd been finding were a bit too crazy to deem as normal.)

Theres been a stretch of silence while Tony had been taking that in, and he only breaks it to say, "Is mind control a topic you're familiar with in this house?"

Her eye twitches, a bit. And now that Tony is looking for it, he notices that same strange sheen on her eyes that Gregory had during their friendship. That weird red tinted film that makes their eyes turn a completely different color when the light hits them right.

Tony doesnt yet understand how the mind control Gregory had been under works, but all he can hope is that there are some side effects.

She stares at him, eyes narrow, and theres another roar of thunder outside the window.

"Who are you?"

"Tony." He answers. "Tony Becker. Ring a bell?"

She hums, and she looks at him in a way where he feels like he's being dissected.

"He didnt remember anything for a while." She says eventually. "But hes been having dreams, lately. Sometimes he talks about two kids he used to be friends with."

"Me and Ellis." Tony's eyes widen. It doesn't even occur to him that he shouldn't share Ellis's name.

"He worries about you." She says. "I've heard him say he hopes you're okay. You and that other kid. You must have been close if he remembers being that good of friends with the two of you."

"We were." Tony replies. Memories of him, Ellis, and Greg going to the Pizzaplex and trying to get the most dunks in the basketball hoops flash in his mind. He thinks about when Gregory would come over to Tony's little run down house that he shares with his Grandma, and they write graphic novels together for the fun of it.

Gregory liked to call them comics before he'd suddenly decided that stuff wasnt cool anymore and stopped coming over. It had been like everything Tony saw him enjoy that wasnt painfully average for a child suddenly didn't mean anything to him anymore.

And then Gregory tried to kill him in a dusty back room.

Everything hed given up seems to make more sense now. It wasnt willingly at all.

"He doesn't remember your names." She speaks up suddenly, ripping Tony out of his thoughts. "But he remembers more and more every time he has a dream. Something reminded him of you one day, I guess. That must have been when it started."

Tony opens his mouth, but the beeping of a digital clock interrupts him. He follows the womans arm as it reaches across the seat to turn it off.

The time reads 5:00pm.

He watches as she looks over at him, and nods to the door. "After school activity." She informs him, getting up out of the seat. His eyes follow her as she moves towards the front door. "I'm his ride."

Tony's eyes widen at the implications. "So I just--"

"Stay here." She tells him. She grabs a flannel off of the small coat rack by the front door and slips it on, sliding some Adidas sandals on top of her socks and reaching in the pocket of the coat to grab car keys. She pulls them out, and Tony notices that theres a keychain of a white rabbit dangling from the key ring.

The breath is suddenly stolen from his lungs, and he bolts off of the couch, a buzzing under his skin. "You're bringing him?"

She nods to Freddy Fazbear. "If you can wait." She smiles at him, and it's the first time Tony has seen her smile, instead of the carefully kept nonchalant-ness. "He'll wake up pretty soon once he's done charging. So you won't be completely alone."

Tony doesnt know what to say to that. Thousands of words spawned from the thousands of thoughts hes had about finding and tracking down Gregory are on the tip of his tongue, but he only gets any out when the woman begins to leave the house.

"Wait!" Tony reaches out a hand. She turns around, a brow raised. The door is still slightly ajar, and the sound of heavy rain reaches his ears. "What's your name?"

She smiles a bit at the question. "Vanessa."

"Vanessa," He asks, oddly desperate. "Dont tell him I'm here." He swallows. "I want to see him remember me."

Vanessa tilts her head, but nods after a moment. "Sure, kid."

She smiles one last time on her way out, and says, "Tony Becker."

The sound of the rain outside disperses when the door shuts and locks, and Tony doesnt move for a long while. He just stares at the landlord white door, electricity under his skin and something floaty in his stomach.

Greg. He thinks in his mind when he finally rips himself away and looks around some more, seeing a door propped slightly open down the hall with a bed and a desk with pencils and paper strewn all about. He doesn't dare go in, but stares at what he can see. Its been a while.

The silence is numbing, when he can only hear the faint whirring of Freddy Fazbear on the couch next to him and the rain on the window, he plants himself on the couch cushion next to the animatronic, grabbing the remote and resuming the baking show Vanessa had been watching.

He doesn't listen to a word. He just trembles with anticipation and bobs his leg up and down as he stares at a random corner of the screen.

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#i had a lot of fun with this one. if you need help understanding the strange interactions between tony and vanessa #its supposed to be a right of passage i guess. vanessa doesnt want anybody else to get involved #or to drag back any of the vanny & ggy stuff.#not if theyre not serious. so if tony had apologized #it would have shown vanessa that she shouldnt humor him and to just turn him away so he doesnt get involved #because he'd just be a scared kid looking for his friend.#but tony matching her and showing that he understood the test and is still serious about it #& he also matches with gregorys descriptions #shes like alright you can know.#theres meant to be a part 2 to this little oneshot thing where gregory and tony actually reunite #but i still need to plan it out. ive been obsessed with detective rabbit reuniting for a bit now and wanting to write it so #it shouldnt take too long. but no promises lol #just wanted to write tony and experiment with something new and this happened :) it was fun #my fics #pandas writes #tony becker #fnaf gregory #detective rabbit #ggy #tales from the pizzaplex #twoshot #gregory #tony #ellis #vanessa #3 star fam #freddy #also rabbit burrow is a reference to the saying rabbit hole #but i made it burrow because like tony said #he crossed the line a long time ago

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