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whumpsday · 8 days

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Kane & Jim AU: Mermay Special

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content: mer/vampire whumper, mer/vampire whumpee, whumper-turned-whumpee, dehydration, claustrophobia, starvation, torture, brief death wish, recovery, caretaking

have something special for mermay :) inspired by this fanart my friend lostie drew 2 years ago!!

It hadn’t rained in a week, Jim’s freshwater had run out the day before, and he was going to die.

He knew he was going to die. Kane would come back to feed, and his body wouldn’t be able to hold up anymore, and he would die. Either with Kane’s jaws clamped around him, or later, alone in the damp cold sand.

He wasn’t thirsty enough to be desperate yet, not desperate enough to drink the abundant saltwater taunting him from his prison’s little beach. He knew it would only make him die faster. It was poison.

It hardly mattered at this point. Months with no rescue likely meant no rescue at all, and this was hardly a life. Still, something cried out in him, wanting to live.

Jim scrambled against the rock as he saw that telltale fin start to poke out of the water, more and more until the vampire revealed himself in full, the head and torso of a man and the tail-end of a shark. Not that there was anywhere for Jim to use his worthless legs to run to.

“Food.” Kane slung half a seal onto the surface, raw yet unbloodied.

Jim cautiously crept forward. “I need water.”

Kane raised an eyebrow at him, then splashed him, leaving him soaked.

“Fresh water,” he pressed, pointing up to the clear sky. “Rainwater. I need it or I’ll die. Please, just take me back to the beach, any beach where there’s humans. I won’t be any use to you dead. You’re not some animal, you know this isn’t right, please!”

“Human mine,” Kane dismissed firmly.

Jim sobbed drily. “I can’t. I can’t. You’re going to kill me.”

“Eat.” Kane shoved the meat toward him, making him flinch back. “Then I eat.”

Jim looked to the sky, Kane’s hungry eyes never leaving him as he devoured the vampire’s leftovers. If it didn’t rain tomorrow, he wouldn’t make it another day.

“Human.” Kane gestured him forward as soon as he finished.

“No, no, I don’t want to!” Jim backed up to the rock again, even knowing it was useless.

Kane huffed, climbing up onto the sand. “Food,” he called him now, a warning tone to his voice, piercing red eyes growing angry.

“Stop,” Jim insisted, squeezing his eyes shut. “No!”

A clawed hand grabbed his leg, any attempt to kick him away futile. He couldn’t match a vampire’s strength on his best day, and this was not his best day.

He cried out as sharp teeth dug into flesh once again, feeling much like the seal in his stomach.

Kane whined softly, squirming against the glass.

The fishers had put him in a smaller tank again. He couldn’t be sure–though he learned more of their language every awful day, there were still gaps–but he was near-certain it was a game to them, at this point, how small of a space they could force him to live in. He didn’t need to know their language to see their smirks.

He hadn’t even meant to break the last one. He had been trying so hard this time, and he’d been asleep when it happened. Even so, the fishers left him gasping on the floor in a pile of broken glass for hours. Even the tiny tank was better than none at all. How far he’d fallen, that he could consider this lucky.

Kane wished he could go back to complaining about not having room to swim. He would do anything to go back to the first tank. This one hardly afforded him room to move, to breathe. No matter how he tried to position himself, he always ended up touching the walls, his tail bunched up uncomfortably.

The water was too salty, burning his gills with every breath. He didn’t dare complain about that again. Last time, they left him in that horrible freshwater humans love so much until he screamed and bled to the point where any other fish would die.

But he was a vampire, and there was no driftwood here.

Every time a fisher walked past, Kane tensed. Some carried cruel metal tools, meant for fish already dead, though he’d already known their sting far more than he’d like. Some carried cruel metal tools and looked at him, making him wish he had anywhere to hide.

“Comfy?” a fisher mocked, tapping the glass with the end of his fishing stick, the unavoidable vibrations reverberating wherever he touched it.

Kane shook his head, hoping the answer was acceptable.

“Good. �̴̢̛̙̃̎̀̏͌�̶͙̪̉̃̐͋̈̈́̉͝�̵̛̹̪̳̾́̏̂̏̊͊�̴̤̬͖͖̬̹̣̏�̴̧̹͓͒̋͝�̸͎̝̂̅͋�̴̧͚͍̼̠͌�̵̤̜̻̦̬̄͒̏̃ little display case, leech. �̸͖̞̩̳̒̿͐̚͝ͅ�̴̢̫̺̟̺̬̯͔̋̄�̶̧̺̯͚̳͎͉̆͆̀̉̍�̵͚͈͛̌̑̚�̷̰͝͝�̴̢̡̯̗̖̥̈́̑̄̅̃̀̎̕ feed you this week.”

He perked up at the mention of food, whining louder this time.

The fisher laughed, flicking one of those foul little ash-and-paper cylinders into his tank. “Eat it.”

It would make him sick, but far worse would come of disobeying orders. Maybe the fisher would allow him some food if he obeyed. Kane wriggled until he could position himself enough to reach the bottom of the tank, scooped it up, and swallowed it down.

Another fisher joined him, saying something he couldn’t understand and nodding at his tank before approaching.

Nothing good ever happened when he was taken from his tank.

“No, no, no!” he wailed as his head breached the surface, his salt-lined gills burning all the more against unforgiving air.

Jim didn’t go to the beach anymore.

After months stranded and years after living in fear, he never thought he’d get even ten miles near a coastline. Not even twenty. Yet here he was, getting within two, just to see the damn vampire. Just to confirm it’s him.

The scars on his arms and legs floated the vague line between hurt and not, leaving him unsure if it was in his head.

The smell of distant saltwater made him want to vomit.

Jim greeted the fishers in a daze, letting them lead him to the vampire that might be his.

And there he was.

Kane looked worse for wear. He was littered with more scars than Jim was, trapped in a tank barely wider than his body, and even his body looked near-emaciated. His wide eyes locked onto Jim with sudden, harsh terror, and he squirmed as if to try to get away.

“Why’s he… in there?” he asked dumbly.

“Gotta keep a vampire reeeal secure, you of all people know you can’t trust the fuckers. Give ‘em an inch and they’ll take a mile. Can’t move around, don’t have the energy to fight, knows it’s got hurt coming if it tries, that’s the safe way to keep ‘em,” the fisher explained.

Jim couldn’t look him in the eyes after that, so he looked at the tank instead.

“Kane?”

Kane whimpered, pressed against the back of the tank, though that only left him what looked like a couple inches away from the front of it. Jim felt claustrophobic just looking at it.

“So?” the fisher prompted.

“This is him.” Jim took a step forward, hesitantly pressing a hand to the glass. He was really here, powerless to hurt him again.

But Kane was hurt, and terrified, and trapped somewhere small and uncomfortable. There was no way he could leave him here.

“Do you think… I could take him?”

Every day, humans came to the aquarium in droves. As an unending mercy, Kane’s tank here was large, with ample places to hide. He never came out while the humans were visiting.

No one hurt him at the aquarium. He always had enough to eat at the aquarium. The workers always smiled at him when he surfaced for his meals. Not the malicious smiles of the fishers, but real ones, like they were friends. They talked to him like he was a person, and he was getting better at talking back, and they didn’t even get mad at him when he wouldn’t come out for the guests. Bellamy slipped him an extra fish and told him he deserved it for being a trooper. He didn’t know what a trooper was, but it sounded good when he said it.

Maybe he would start showing himself, one day, just to make them happy. Maybe if it ever stopped being scary.

As it stood, there was only one guest Kane would leave his hidey-hole for. Thankfully, they allowed him to come just after closing, away from the crowds.

“Hey,” Jim greeted. “Just came to, uh, check up on you. Make sure you’re still doing alright.”

Kane couldn’t speak underwater, and Jim was nowhere close to the top of the roomy tank, so he nodded. He looked at his hand, trying to remember the sign for a second, before making a ‘thumbs-up’.

“You’re okay? You’re happy? No one’s hurting you? They’re feeding you good? Helping you with medical stuff?” Jim asked.

Kane nodded again, smiling this time. He tried not to show his teeth.

Jim sat by the tank. “That’s good. I’m happy for you, man. You know how long ‘til the doc clears you to go home?”

It wouldn’t be long, now. He was gaining the weight back, his injuries had healed, and the exercises he’d been given were helping him learn to swim normally again. Soon, he would be able to survive in the ocean, just like before any of this nightmare had ever happened.

Bellamy said they could do a program together, if he wanted, where guests would come to learn about vampires and ask him questions. He said Kane didn’t have to if he didn’t want to, but winked and promised him some of his blood if he gave it a try.

No fisher could catch him again if he stayed at the aquarium. People would protect him at the aquarium.

Kane shrugged, not sure he would ever leave.

sorry all i can write are AUs lol <3 they're warming me up for the main series i prommy

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#kane and jim au #whump #mer whumper #mer whumpee #vampire whumpee #vampire whumper #vampire whump #mer whump #whumper turned whumpee #dehydration #claustrophobia

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1lostsoul0fishbowl · 18 days

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In lostys universe, Gare and El are long distance during some of their college years.

Do they ever have any big fights or miscommunication during that period?? Any conversations about what their future together will look like as the years peel away to adulthood? Just curious 🥰♥️

Still loving that greatmage lore 💜🩷

Ohh girl this made me think A LOT. because my first instinct was to be like “noooo my pookies never fight!” but that’s completely unrealistic. So I dug deep and came up with a few ideas… and of course it got really long so I’m putting it under a readmore…

- I think their biggest fights would be about money, but not in the typical way a young couple fights about money! In both Next Time I Fall and Lost and Found I alluded to El and Kali getting large settlements of “hush money” from Hawkins Lab, and at the end of Next Time El even suggests to Gareth that they use some of that money to get married. But it’s the late 80s and I’m sure Hopper had repeatedly impressed upon Gareth the importance of The Man Being The Breadwinner and the need to Properly Take Care Of His Daughter, so Gareth wouldn’t feel right about letting El pay for anything.

Finally El sits both Hopper and Gareth down one day and tells them look, Chrissy helped me find this super cute house and I can easily afford it so I’m gonna buy it. Gareth, you’re welcome to live there with me if you can get over your pride about it. And Dad, you need to mind your own beeswax. (Will taught her that phrase, and he almost chokes trying to hold back his laughter when he hears her repeat it.)

- Another thing I can imagine is the long-distance thing just wearing on both of them (they’re cuddly koalas and they can’t stand being apart for too long) but I could see that manifesting in different ways. For El, I think insecurity would be something she’d struggle with; especially if school interfered with time they wanted to spend together, she would feel neglected and get a little pouty about Gare thinking his work was more important than her. And I can imagine if he got impatient or exasperated about that, her mind would immediately leap to “you don’t love me anymore?” She needs a lot of reassurance after everything she’s been through.

But this, I think, would probably lead to Gareth never wanting to speak up about his own needs or problems, because he does truly want to be that steadfast source of reassurance for her, but also sometimes he feels a little resentful, as if she doesn’t trust him enough to keep loving her even when he’s irritated. And then that makes him wonder if she feels that way because of everything with Mike, and he gets pouty thinking she’s comparing him to Mike. Oh, kiddos.

- I imagined all of this coming to a head one weekend when Gareth wasn’t planning to come home because he was exhausted and had a ton of work to do, but El getting upset with him and kinda giving him a guilt trip about it until finally he gives in and says okay fine I’m coming. But he’s so tired that he ends up falling asleep behind the wheel and getting into a minor accident, which naturally freaks El out, and I think that would lead to a very deep heart-to-heart talk where they both end up resolving to communicate more honestly about their needs, and trust that their relationship can withstand temporary separation when needed.

- On a much happier note, conversations about the future!

I know a lot of people headcanon El as wanting tons of kids, but for some reason I imagine that pregnancy would be total body-horror for her. (Maybe I’m drawing that from my personal life? Lmao) I do believe she’d want a family of her own though, and I think she and Gare would have a lot of conversations about fostering and/or adoption to help troubled kids. And there’s a lovely fic that was gifted to me about the two of them preparing to welcome their first foster child.

I think they’d want pets, too— I imagine them going to an animal shelter just to look around, and El overhearing an employee saying “nobody will ever adopt this one, these dogs are monsters.” She instantly demands to see the monster dog, and of course it’s not a monster at all, it’s the cutest tiny little pit bull puppy, and El and Gare instantly fall in love with her and name her Bosco since she’s chocolate brown. 😊

I think El would have a lot of trouble deciding what she wanted to do after high school, as far as more schooling or a career or what, and they’d have a lot of discussions about that.

And of course they’d talk about traveling— there’s so many places they both want to see, and experiences they want to have for the first time together. Also I think it would be super cute if they went to Wales with Granny and Granddad Emerson to visit relatives and friends there. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

This got way longer than I thought it would lmao but thank you so much for asking! I always love sharing my ideas and headcanons with you! 💕

#ask losty #losty headcanons #greatmage #el hopper #gareth emerson #two schmoopies in love

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16-jarrah · 10 months

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hi LOSTuals and other losties in the tags both old and new, is there any active discord server for LOST fans right now?

if not, would anyone be interested in a discord server where we would host rewatch parties for the show, like have scheduled times when we would stream an episode in a voice channel and stuff? or just a place to hang out and talk about the show in general?

i can't make and run one by myself but if anyone would be interested, let me know! or alternatively, if someone's already running a server, let me know so i can check it out!

tagging some lost mutuals / followers / people i follow to get this off the ground but anyone's free to boost this! @stripesysheaven @linusbenjamin @dharmainitiativeofficial @simptasia @asalesbian @yunjinmccrory @bitchboylinus @hamster-on-fire @iamonlyhereforthefreefood

(sorry if you don't wanna get tagged, let me know and i'll remove you)

#lost #lost abc #lost tv #lost 2004 #<- have we agreed on a tag yet or still no pfbfbbft #op #lostposting #scheduled post

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scuddle-bubble101 · 5 months

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Lost, sweetie, it's ok. You're not the one with mind problems here. I have trouble remembering things myself. Those of us who have special requirements, such as glasses to see better, simply need to constantly remember them to better function.

"T-that's... No, that's not the mind-problems I have... m-... Mama knows w-what-... What I have... He's able to help me remember it."

"W-what I-i have is c-called a-...a..."

"A-...Mmmh... Don- Don't forget losty, y-you can do this! ..."

"A f-fluctuating memory... -Its-... Its a form of Ammens-Am-a...... Amnesia... I have Amnesia... S-so-... So I f-forget my n-name, w-where I'm at, who I talk to... E-everyday... And-..."

"A-and i-its s-scary... B-b...Becuz- Because i-I can't e-even r-remember m-mama sometimes..... I f-forgot D-daddies t-too.. I-..I... I f-forgot.....I f-forgot e-everybody."

*Lost seems to be trembling now

#lost #losty loo!#danish roll #the mainverse #oh honey... losty breathe baby... don't think too hard sweetie

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pearlypairings · 1 month

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🥚 and 🌾 for the fic writer asks?

🥚 Any easter eggs you put in a fic that you hoped people would notice?

Hmmm, idk if I have anything I hope people would notice. It's more like..... little nuggets of joy I hide for myself lol. In my twinpeaks x st fic, I described the Creel house and their front door's stain glass. In canon, there is a rose at the center of this window, and in my fic I make it very clear it's a blue rose. It's a little nod to the twin peaks/ fire walk with me universe, the Blue Rose coded message at the airport and the like. It's nothing super pertinent to the plot of my fic, but I just liked tying in the two similar symbols together, because it was a cool coincidence!!

🌾 A fic you really want to write but you haven’t (yet)?

ok ok ok, hear me out. Mr. Clarke and Miss Kelley!!! Losty and I have talked about a fluffy romcom-esque fic idea where they have newpaper personals with super bad luck, before meeting each other! I have a half-baked outline, some first draft chapters loosely drawn up, and VERY cute vision boards of personal ad examples lmao. But the timing hasn't been right yet.... some day....

thank you so much for the asks!! I haven't thought about my own little easter eggs before....;) there's probably more, but my memory is so so poor lol.

send me an emoji fanfic ask:)

#thank you babe!#fanfic writer ask game #pearly answers #fanfic easter eggs #plot bunny #future fic ideas

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moonchildreads · 9 months

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love❤

aaaaaaa this one's hard!!! i've only written small town so far (which you can read here lol thank you for giving me the chance to shamelessly promote my work losty 🤎) so what i'm gonna do is share my fave five chapters instead!

chapter 3 - tonight she comes - this is when we meet our girlie dot, and it was my first time writing the hellfire club all together in the same room. here's where we start to explore their dynamic as a group and it's full of foreshadowing for things that haven't happened yet 👀

chapter 10 - that's what friends are for - this chapter has everything i love: the hellfire club spending time together, the gentle will they/won't they between eddie and dot, deep conversations with chrissy, dnd, and a lot of bickering. i consider this one to be one my best chapters and it was the longest i'd written at the time! 💕

chapter 13 - you give good love - another entry into one of the chapters i'm most proud of and, again, it includes a lot of the things i love about small town: wayne being a menace, chrissy being eddie's biggest supporter, dot and eddie realising that it isn't them individually vs the world. this was their first big fight, and i had been working on this fic for around a year by the time i posted this specific chapter so it'll always be special to me. got 3/3 laughs with the sponge bit amongst my friends so that's a win to me! 🧽

chapter 15 - don't you want me - the whole sleepover at gareth's will forever be one of the bits i've enjoyed writing the most about this fic. i adore that little gremlin and so much of him (and the rest of hellfire, really) is based on friends i've had throughout the years. there is something so very pure about a platonic friendship (stobin, am i right?) and if chrissy is eddie's steve, i wanted to give dot her very own robin in gareth. this was me officially confirming that both eddie and dot are bi/queer and bonding over rocky horror, which felt important to me as a queer girlie. it's my fic and i can do what i want, lol 💗💜💙

chapter 20 - self control - the moment everyone was waiting for!!! the love confession!!! it was messy, and so uniquely them, you can't take it and give it to anyone else because it's so dot and eddie that there's just no other way around it: if it had to happen, it was going to be like this. other things i loved about this chapter were allowing nancy to dip her toes into dealing with her grief over barb (more on that later lol), the hellfire class of '86 being there for one another, and finally getting to kick andy's bitch ass down!!!! 😈

honourable mention goes to chapter 14 - missing you, which is the mother's day chapter and deals with eddie and dot's mothers who passed away when they were children. i wrote this one while actively mourning someone i'm still thinking about every day and while i will probably be dealing with this for a long time, this chapter helped me purge a lot of my inner demons and helped heal more than i thought it would. it's my love letter to my person who isn't here anymore, and i know that she'd be proud of it because one of the last conversations i got to have with her was about me writing small town, and she was so happy and interested about it.

i'm in the process of writing chapter 23 right now and hopefully i'll get it out this week if i can stop crying at work for more than five minutes lmao. again thank you losty for giving me the opportunity to talk about small town, i love this fic, and i love writing it and talking about it. 🥰

#bunny answers #small town fic #losty's tag 🐟#eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x ofc #eddie munson x oc #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fanfic #joseph quinn #hellfire club #stranger things 4

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ask-peterpan · 7 months

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AU Role Reversal Week

Name: Peter Pan

Age: 18

Relationship Status: relationship with Wendy

FC: Robbie Kay

Side they are switching to(light or dark): light

Connections: Wendy Darling ( Pan is her captive ), Felix, Losties, Rumple ( son ), Neal Cassidy ( grandson ), open to other connections. :)

Title (if they have one): the Wendy's butterfly

Malcolm Gold was born of an illegitimate union between a nobleman and a servant girl. To hide his existence, his father sold him into slavery to a blacksmith who ended up abusing and working him from sun up to sun down. Malcolm tried for years to escape, but the blacksmith always hunted him down, and his punishments were severe. Through it all, Malcolm never lost hope, and his spirit never wavered under the pressure of the abuse. When he finally did make good an escape, he changed his name to Peter so no one would find him. It was another way to escape his old life and begin anew.

In this alternate reality timeline, Peter is a teenager and doesn’t grow up to be an adult.

Peter was sixteen when he met and fell in love with Fiona. The two young lovers saw each other secretly against the wishes of Fiona’s parents, which led to an unplanned pregnancy. At first, Peter is not thrilled about the baby. He knows nothing about being a father. His own father disowned him and sold him off to a monster. Despite his doubts, he’s determined to be better than that and provide for his soon-to-be wife and child. However, his hopes and plans for the future are dashed when Fiona dies giving birth to their child.

Fiona’s parents want nothing to do with the child and for a while Peter tries to raise his son on his own, but the responsibility is more than he can handle. He gives his son away to a goodly couple who are unable to have children of their own.

To Peter he left, giving his son his best chance. It was a whole heck of a lot more than his own parents ever did for him.

Peter was eighteen when he crossed paths with Felix, a boy who was just as lost and miserable as he was. The two developed an immediate connection and became inseparable. One night, Peter talked Felix into running away with him to a place called, the Forever Forest. It was rumored to be a magical place where the unloved, lonely, lost youths go find an escape from the drudgery of life. It was a place where you never grow old and there were adventures beyond their wildest imagination. Most likely too good to be true but Peter was willing to make that leap of faith and drag Felix along with him.

When they made it to the Forever Forest, Peter was instantly enamored with its leader, the Wendy or Scarlet Jill as she was called. She was like no one he had ever encountered before and she offered him pleasures unlike anything he had ever experienced before. He was attracted to the power she wielded and secretly craved for himself. But as time would have it, he began to notice the cracks in her facade. She was not what she appeared to be and was often cruel, with no real compassion for anyone, not even for those she claimed to care about. Peter was willing to overlook it, that was until Felix became a target. When Felix was accused of treason, Peter knew that publicly defending him would only make things worse. The accusation was bogus and Peter knew full well why this happened. The Wendy had it out for Felix, but Peter wasn’t about to let his best friend pay for a crime he didn’t do. So while the Forever Forest slept, he attempted to break Felix loose from his cage, but he was caught and sentenced to be locked away for his disloyalty. He’s no longer a part of the lost ones but a prisoner. As far as he knows, Felix is dead, and the guilt of his failure is enough to drive him mad.

#au | role reversal.#( forgive my grammatical blunders )

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2-b-flower · 6 months

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Since I am bored waiting, I want to write random things about some of my AU's 🙃 so umm....

Lostie likes to talk a whole lot, like really a lot. He could probably talk ur ear off if u let him.

Lostie is strong. Very Strong. Maybe not enough to lift a house, still, but enough to destroy it with his bare hands. He wouldn't, though. Not without reason!

Most of those within the carnival AU also tend to be either sturdier or find themselves able to be broken apart and put back together without harm.

Swing Julie has gotten Lostie to toss her into the air to play "throw-Julie-up-in-the-air-as-hard-as-you-can-and-see-where-she-lands" many times. It usually ends in Swing in the other side of the carnival, broken, and a booth destroyed or a ride dented.

Blueberry loves listening, whether it be to music, ur voice, Lostie's voice, the sound of a pipe falling/j, the sound of someone's heartbeat, etc.

Lostie loves holding his friends and may subconsciously do so.

Blueberry, Mixer, and Green all know how to sleep.

Oggy prefers tea while Oppy prefers hot chocolate.

Ribbon does also likes hot chocolate, especially with a little bit of coffee, but he dislikes both tea and coffee.

Oggy has and will use Oppy, as a staff, to smack someone.

Op Circus Home leans both his elbows on Op Circus Wally like the drawing under.

Sometimes I forget there are people I know that know my Tumblr.

#mwhs

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charlie-rulerofhell · 10 months

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Hi just wanted to pop into your askbox real quick to tell you how absolutely dankbaar (I lost the English word for this sorry) I am for your translations and the gifs you've been doing. Truly the life saver of the Tumblr losties (especially those of us who don't speak German)

So: thank you so much for this

Hoi Diede! Thank you so much for your sweet words! (they brought me some joy yesterday during a stressful shift :D)

Honestly, I‘m just happy that I can help out a little here and spread some LOTL happiness :) When I first joined the fandom early this year, there where like two or three blogs that occasionally posted about the band, but there was so little activity here, it was kind of depressing 😅 Especially since these five dudes are just wonderful human beings with a great message that needs to be heard :) So yeah, I‘m happy when I can keep the tag alive (even if it sometimes feels like I‘m becoming a little bit of the LOTL tumblr dad, but hey, there are worse children to have ;D).

So thank you again, a lot! For your message and for all the kind tags and comments under my posts <3 And I cannot stress enough that should you ever want a gifset for something or a translation of some interview, you can always pop in and ask me, I‘m more than happy to help out :)

#besides all these lotl posts are giving me a nice change for way too much work on my plate rn so there‘s also that :D #ask #deep-space-siren

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revivemyreverie · 10 months

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🕯 for Lucero and 🌱 for Lostie methinks!

🕯- A sad memory they would rather forget

🎭.

-I’m sorry Luce, but I need some time to myself.

•So that’s it? You’re just breaking up with me without any reason?

•Hello???

•Can’t you at least provide some kind of reason??? You’re telling me this while I’m still in the emergency room so the least you can do is say why.

•You’re just like everyone else, not wanting to admit that my days are over now. It’s not my fault someone literally threw acid on my fucking face!

•I can tell you’re reading my messages. Answer me!

•Yknow what Rena? You’re an asshole. Who the hell breaks up with someone on text after they almost died?

•The least you could do is respond

-Goodbye, Lucero.

You have been blocked by this number.

🌱- WILDCARD!!!

🧸.

“Are you sure you wanna deal out punishment this time?”

“Of course, Pat! You’ve been correcting all the dorm’s troublemakers since I became dorm leader! The least I can do is help you out a little bit.”

The two, often bickering, students made their way towards Toytoriya’s “jail” (which is actually a comfort room) to deal punishment for a few students caught in the act of stealing from other dorms. While Pat simply wanted to give them a slap on the wrist and send them on their way, Lotsie believed it was best if he got to teach them a lesson for once.

“Why’re you so concerned? Don’t tell me, do you think your best friend’s ways of lecturing is too soft?!”

Pat huffed. “Not exactly… more like you’re too harsh on them…”

Lotsie’s mouth made a surprised ‘o’.

“I don’t have a clue what you said to our classmates, but last time I let you tell them off, they come screaming about a dream where you locked them in some eternal hell version of the dorm.”

“Ehh??? I didn’t know my lectures were that bad…”

“And neither did I, which is why I don’t want you doing them anymore.”

“Well, I’ll learn my lesson this time, I swear! I just got mad because they halted stage progress. I won’t go so hard on them this time!!!”

“Hah, fine. But only because I have baseball after this.”

Lotsie cheered. “Thank you!!! You won’t regret it!”

As Pat walked away and towards the dorm’s exit, Lotsie’s smile quickly turned cold. Without a moment’s notice, he opened the door to the jail.

“Dorm leader?” One of the students chuckled. “What are you doing here?? I thought Pat was going to talk to us.”

“There’s been a change in plans! Your little prank ended up costing me an apology, so I’m giving you guys a talk!”

The students giggled, obviously unafraid of what their dorm leader had to say. Lotsie, however, had other things on his mind.

“I guess Pat is right. 1 month in the loop causes too much damage on the subconscious, even if it’s just 1 minute in the real world. I don’t want to give them nightmares, so I guess 15 seconds is better? I think that should be a week or two…”

As the troublemakers chattered amongst themselves, Lotsie raised his hand slowly.

Whispering only to himself, the dorm leader muttered a simple sentence.

“Caterpillar’s Playroom, 252 hours, begin.”

And with the snap of his fingers, the students disappeared.

“Yep,” Pat said as he stepped into Lotsie’s room the next day. “You’re not punishing troublemakers anymore.”

“What?!” Lotsie complained. “That’s no fair!”

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