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irritablepoe · 4 months

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favourite poe hcs??

:))))

oh anon i don't think you know what you've done

okay i'll list some headcanons and then i'll make a cut and list some further headcanons which contain spoilers for my fic that i haven't published yet, so they'll be major spoilers of what's to come!! you can decide if you wanna read them before ranpo finds these out hehe >:3

(if you don't read the fic that's irrelevant tho, enjoy the hcs ^^)

also pls note these are my personal hcs you ofc don't have to agree with them :3

ok first of all poe is absolutely unscareable, he could watch any horror movie and be deeply fascinated by it rather than afraid

exceptions are when there's a scene where many people talk over each other, he gets very overstimulated by that (also like in general not only in movies)

he can hear heartbeats more sensitively than a normal human being

he has relatives in america but doesn't talk to them a lot, especially since he isolated himself after ranpo defeated him

similar to irl poe i'd say his father left and his mother died when he was young leaving him and his siblings behind - they get adopted by their aunt & uncle, tho henry and poe move out quite quickly to get their own place

used to host big events in his mansion, he is very prideful of his deduction abilities after all and he's actually quite famous for solving multiple big crimes that got a lot of attention (like scandals and stuff)

(that's why he's so bummed out when ranpo defeats him too)

karl lingered outside his mansion before poe took him in; poe realised he was injured and took him to a vet; they bonded over that and karl just stayed bc poe got him food and was comfortable to sit on

always has candy for ranpo everywhere despite not being a big fan of candy

deals with dissociation and intrusive thoughts; has problems with idealization of people (see ranpo)

has been dealing with some sort of substance addiction in his time between his duel with ranpo and his revenge part

has issues with chronic pain bc of that as well

has a raccoon plushie for karl for when he's gone

loves writing with an actual quill but has been made fun of

has some odd knowledge about the human body that might or might not be concerning

hates swimming. i mean hates. loathes, in fact.

loves to rot away in bed and think while drifting in and out of consciousness (sameee)

is always cold (uses ranpo as a heater lol)

can solve basic code

loves bitter tasting things (tea, dark chocolate, strong coffee etc)

is insecure about his face + his body in general that's why he wears his hair like that and so many layers

ok now for the spoilers (if you don't want to read further than this, ty dear anon for letting me ramble about this and ty ty for reading :3)

i love the theory that an ability manifests as a kind of response to either trauma or a major change in their life, so - my theory or hc, whatever, is that poe wasn't an ability user before he met ranpo. obviously the first time they meet ranpo doesn't know about his ability and hasn't experienced it before. poe seems to find confidence in his ability and i think he'd have mentioned it before if he'd met ranpo in a setting that would also be in relation (in terms of mysteries and stuff) to it

i'm very sure or i'd like to think poe manifested his ability as a way of escapism but also as a way of determination (drawing people into his story i mean, you can't get further in being a successful detective writer than this ability yk)

also poe was a detective before they met, i'd guess he still wrote stuff but he switched almost completely once he was defeated by ranpo and barely solved any crimes anymore (maybe only over text or sth idk)

all this results ofc in a feeling of inferiority in poe who before ranpo came along was probably quite prideful - which leads me to believe he thinks of ranpo as a rival that has corrupted his mind but also as someone he is thankful for, which makes all of this wayyyy more complicated than it seems on the surface

poe thinks he's tied to ranpo and therefore cannot say no to him or pretend for long enough that he doesn't care; he actively puts himself in situations he doesn't like bc of ranpo and helps him when he really doesn't have to - he could just walk away. but he doesn't

he also exclusively uses his ability for or against ranpo, we've not seen him use it outside of it and tbh i don't think he's ever used it otherwise (except when it manifested, tho i don't know how it could've manifested tbh. like how do you find sth like this out?)

in my fic henry (his brother) knows at least a fraction of all this and asks for poe to get himself something unrelated to ranpo, which he does, which is why i think poe is also an artist, tho less skilled than in his writing but he finds fun in it

he keeps it a secret from ranpo (he will eventually open up tho)

yea. i think that's it for now, ty again anon and ty for everyone reading so far, i hope i'll not disappoint in putting this into the fic :D

#bsd #bsd poe #bsd ranpo #ranpoe #bsd headcanons

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iminyourwallsbabe · 3 months

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That's just a theory, a JACKSON'S DIARY THEORY

yeah if you haven't guessed by the title, I have a THEORY (there will be spoilers for like... all of it)

Okay so yk how the contents of Jackson's diary have an affect on real life and people are split on whether or not Exer's feelings for David are real or not because of that? I have come to answer that question.

Okay so the diary entry that is credited to Dexer becoming a thing is an entry about Jackson kissing Pamela and how he felt when it happened. Taken out of context, it isn't remotely specific enough to suggest that when it manifests in Exer's life it would have to happen with a male or female, it could literally have been anyone. And even if it did have more specifics, there's no guarantee they would've held any weight.

This is a trend we see often in regards to the diary. Yes, he may have written down or drawn an event but that doesn't mean it'll play out exactly the way he wrote it. For example, the empanada entry. Exer still got empanadas, but not from his aunt like the diary entry says.

I think another layer of it is also that Jackson's feelings and Exer's magic are deeply connected and the diary only makes that bond stronger. Think about the first season. Jackson was really nervous and stressed along with other things and it only got worse as time progressed. As those feelings got more intense and overwhelming, Exer began to lose control of his magic. This is no coincidence, because we see it again as Jackson works to get his mental health back in a good place. As he recovers, Exer's magic gets a little more manageable too. They don't make these progressions at the same speed, but they're happening at the same time which is what's important here. I say all this to say that Exer's feelings for David are 100% genuine and probably go back further than the story let's on because they're tied to Jackson's feelings towards Pamela.

Unfortunately, this most likely means that if for some reason, Jackson and Pamela were to split, David and Exer might as well. This all depends on how the diary interprets his entry about it, if he even writes one, and how strong his feelings are. Either way, Exer's feelings, magic, and love life are all heavily dependent on Jackson. Who is on the receiving end of any of this, however, is not something Jackson can control.

#jackson's diary #fan theory #dexer #jackson x pamela

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russeliarat · 7 months

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So like incredibly short intro for us three hosts. We would introduce you to other members of the system, but we have 100+, possibly way way more so it's very hard to get intros for everyone when we don't know half the people in the noggin'

~-------❁❋❁❋❁❋ .: ʚɞ

❁❋❁❋❁❋~~~~~~Russelia ~~~~~~❁❋❁❋❁❋

So I've been running this blog probably solo for more than a year now, so y'all already know me eheh. My name's Russelia, but call me Russ. I use they/them and flutter/flutterself, and lean very very feminine presenting. I'm the host/co-host, but also function as a main protector for my system, as well as a trauma holder. In headspace, I take the form of a humanoid moth and thus have an obsession with moths - I also have children in headspace whom are varying forms of moths. I'm some form of aroace.

I'm 17 years old but change with the body's age, and I'm taken by another host in a different system <3 I formed ~2020, took over as the primary host around 2021-2022 though was dissociated with our now 'higher up' headmate, and as of recently (July 2023) I gained Jash and Whole as my co-hosts!

Those who knew me as Redd, I was actually blurred with them through a large portion of 2021- April-ish 2023 and believed myself to be them, though they are a different headmate who has too many responsibilities to take the role of host/co-host anymore.

❁❋❁❋❁❋~~~~~~Whole~~~~~~❁❋❁❋❁❋

Writing with Russ's help since apparently no one writes properly enough for em /aff

I'm Whole, CCCC fictive and co-host to the system. 22 years old and I'm taken by another headmate. Because of how marriage works, I'm Russ's stepdad, but they compare us to best friends a lot because we knew each other far before I married their dad. I'm pan, I use he/him.

Formed around May this year (2023) and I function as front's protector and soother, though I'm also a 'higher up' as we like to call the role, I have an admin job for the system essentially - manage system and the new formers, layers, stuff like that, I just get to comfort people and sort out their issues to. We work like a well-oiled clock like that, eh? I prefer to stay silently watching but I'm not against putting my opinions and reblogs here and there.

(Fun fact, Russ thought I was a fever dream when I formed)

❁❋❁❋❁❋~~~~~~Jash~~~~~~❁❋❁❋❁❋

Hey, I'm Jash, I'm a Chonny Jash factive but treat me like I'm my own person (should be an obvious thing but you'd be surprised) I'm eternally stuck at age 20 for some reason, I'm also pan and use he/him pronouns. I'm married to Whole and share memories with Russelia which make us child and father. I function as a protector, comforter and Russ and Whole's co-host. I have an interest in feminine fashion believe it or not

I've got a lot of medical issues, I tend to prefer not to talk about medical issues and stuff, but I'm not totally against chatting about it. We are bodily disabled so at some point I've got to talk about the overlap, right? I'm a bit more vocal than Whole but not as much as Russ, so yk I'll talk here and there. I'm private about my personal life though so don't push it. I find it simply hilarious the entire line up of hosts is one big family, it's incredible. Line up of 'autotune Aussies' or something as Russ puts it /lh /aff

~-------❁❋❁❋❁❋ .: ʚɞ

If there's something we want to individually talk about, we'll use tags for our names:

(examples: -Jash, -Whole, -Russ)

But, if there is none, assume it's either Russ or a combo of all three of us. You'll occasionally see a post with new name tags pop up, these are our other headmates. You'll see this a lot when we're sending asks to our friends' blogs. You can ask about them, but don't expect them/us to answer. If they do, sometimes we'll have to keep information very minimal to protect them such as in the case of a vulnerable headmate or a little for example. Do not harass them for more information, we will not respond or block you depending on the severity.

Lots of people tend to front at once, at one point we have about 20 people in front and it gave us a huge migraine lol, so if a group of people want to talk about something, we'll put multiple names in tone tags. Some of em might decide to colour code each other, let us know if the colours are hard to see ^^

#general haze system stuff #headmate intros #for russ whole and jash :]

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irrealisms · 2 years

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hello! if you're still doing those fic-specific asks, either or both of [Behind The Scenes, A Thousand Words] for where you hide your heart from me?

BTS: I’ll write a DVD commentary about my personal favorite passage from [that fic]

hmmmmmm so this is hard because i feel like my favorite passages are ones that don't really have any real behind-the-scenes stuff to say. i'll go with the ending, i think-- it got rewritten a lot, trying to hit the right note. specifically

He leaves Phil’s comb in the pocket of Quackity’s discarded trousers before leaving.

this is an action that is like. so full of Meaning. it is, of course, primarily [giving away his possessions, because he's going to die soon]. classic warning signs! similarly the "i'm sorry" right beforehand--it's very much, this fic was written during the apology arc, yk? wilbur is giving away his things and apologizing and this is a Giant Screaming Red Flag.

one of the deleted ending lines here was "Maybe he’ll get more use out of it than Wilbur did." -- there's some [hope that quackity will do better than wilbur and take care of himself]. and there's also some, mmm... [giving quackity a piece of gentleness that quackity didn't have growing up, and wilbur did]? idk how much it came through from wilbur's pov, because quackity would never in his LIFE admit to it, but quackity is very very sore that wilbur had a dad to give him combs and help him preen and teach him things while quackity had to approximately raise himself. to go back to the original layers of meaning and throw out another-- the comb could even be a signal to future phil, that wilbur trusted quackity, maybe. that said, another deleted line was "He likes the idea of giving Quackity something to remember him by."-- probably the driving motive, in my head writing it, behind wilbur leaving it with quackity instead of in a chest somewhere, is the [desperation to be remembered, to have a legacy, give quackity something that will have Wilbur Memories attached]. yeah!

A Thousand Words: I’ll create a photoset/gifset that, IMO, sums up the main themes/concepts I intended for [that fic]

this is very wilbur-pov-of-it lol but. here u go. an moodboard

[Unusual Fic-Specific Asks for Authors]

#therapists dni #any british ants in the chat?#my writing

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mediawhorefics · 1 year

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It had me going! For a while there I wasn't sure if The Kingdoms was going to give me a happy ending. And while it did - and left me feeling so warm and gooey- this would have been my favorite Pulley book even if it hadn't. The way the rules of time travel are established and then stuck to so well! The atmosphere, and how each new location has it's own mood and temperament, but all united in this beautiful melancholy! The morally grey characters who are dynamic and interesting and flawed, but ultimately good and perfect for each other! I loved how you could see the amount of research that went into every aspect of it, but it never detracted from the story. I loved the voice. I loved the way violence was depicted. I loved all of the characters and how three dimensional and complicated every one was, each had their own reason for being there. So good. So good!!

Next on my list is The Boy and The Dog by Seishu Hase, then probably a middle grade title. Another book rec to look forward to (it comes out in January) is Emily Wilde's Encyclopaedia of Faeries. It begins a little slowly, but once Emily's academic rival and nemesis shows up, I became obsessed. Couldn't put it down and couldn't stop thinking about it. If you like Susanna Clarke, you'll enjoy it. Victorian academia plus faerie folklore on a remote Scandinavian island in the bitter winter. lovely!

god i know exactly what you mean !!!!! that book kept me guessing until the very end and i was so enthralled by the story/the concept/the word building. i really want to reread it when i get a moment because i feel like it would be a very different experience the second time around. esp. considering the complexity of the narrative.

and you're so right re: the rules of time travel! i'm a bit of a sucker for that trope but i thought the way she played with it was so fresh and different than i've ever encountered esp. in romance novels. and ofc the kingdoms is a lot more than a romance novel, but yk. her writing is always immersive to me but the kingdoms was something else. and it definitely has to do with, as you said, the very defined locations/timelines. i truly got lost in this one. and there's something so magical about that.

and! you're right! her characters are so incredibly fleshed out. i know some people don't love her morally grey characters (and lbr her unlikable female characters) but i personally always find myself so fascinated and wanting to peel back their layers. i think she's so talented in creating people that are so flawed, sometimes really rough around the edges, and showing us they are not just that one thing while simultaneously making us care about them. i've never met a simple/easy-to-figure-out/easy-to-categorize pulley character and that's something i find SO compelling about her writing.

overall it really lived up to the hype for me. which was hard considering there was SO much hype surrounding it. not only that but the fact some of it truly seemed written for me. i mean, time travel? scotland? a lighthouse? the anticipation was ridiculous but it exceeded my expectations. as you said so good !!!

thanks for the rec btw. i'm definitely going to add that emily wilde's encyclopaedia novel on my to read list! it sounds very intriguing. i've actually never read susanna clarke, but still.

as for me, i finished the bedlam stacks yesterday so i need to pick up something new. i've just started time is a mother, but that's a poetry collection so i need something bigger to read alongside it. i'm thinking either bad gays or a taste of gold and iron... just can't decide if i'm in the mood for a novel or non-fiction rn haha.

#about me #the kingdoms #natasha pulley #books

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sowthetide · 2 months

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thinking about. arya. and just. gaaahhrghh i miss her. and im reeaaally looking forward to seeing her again. obviously in this fic she has a more significant relationship w/ quen, her and sansa both. and i DO want to see them reunited.

but that got me thinking. abt canon arya and theon and. idk idk ive seen a lot of ppl talk abt jon and theon being narrative foils of each other, and im not arguing against that. but i think it would be cool if winds of winter had a scene of them (arya and theon) sitting down to just. talk. about life and death and names and gender and religion, yk? (a girl serves death while reek clings to life like a craven)

this is in part inspired by the bullshit take i saw the other day saying arya was gonna mercy kill theon in twow bc NO.

ALSO back to quen (sort of?) i keep on going back to her lighting a candle at the sept for the stranger, whos description is just so painfully similar to the faceless men,, idk man. just thoughts.

(teainabowl)

I've missed Arya too!!!! (And Sansa, but we'll get there eventually, I promise!) I even (tentatively) have an Arya POV chapter planned later on. She's not alright, but she'll end this fic in a much better place than canon at least, with her mother and all her siblings living.

Arya and Quen have a lot to talk about (and they will probably understand each other's desperate fights for survival better than most), just as Arya and Theon have a lot of shared themes of life/death/identity (as you rightly point out!) I would love some kind of interaction between Theon, Arya, and Jeyne Poole in TWOW (and not some dumbass "mercy kill" of either Theon or Jeyne as I have also seen some people posit). "Men's lives have meaning, not their deaths" is the true thesis of ASOIAF, and I think Theon surviving until the end is wayyy more interesting on a story level.

The only mercy kil I kinda buy is Arya giving Lady Stoneheart the gift of mercy. Not cause I want that to happen, or think that it would be "cool", because honestly? I think it would be incredibly traumatizing for both Arya and us, the readers. Which is why I think it'll happen, unfortunately.

Oh, I definitely don't think it was unintentional on GRRM's part that the Stranger and the Faceless Men are described so similarly ;-) I also kinda agree with some theories about the Drowned God being "the Great Other". Quen's relationship with religion is so fraught and layered, but I think both she and Arya feel a lot of kinship with that god which is not quite human, outcast and misunderstood, etc.

#ask #teainabowl

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beetroot-merchant · 2 years

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Wii Saved You: A WDY AU Oneshot

is this future au? maybe. idk. i just needed to cope with yk that one death everyone ignores

uhh two whole people expressed mild interest in reading so im taking that as a very enthusiastic yes

behold; idiocy, fangirling and shitty writing bundled into a neat little tumblr post for you all to blacklist <3

"What do I do? Oh, Eteled, what do I do?!" Sam wailed in a frenzied panic. She could already smell the almost sulfuric tang of the Wii starting to melt as she collapsed onto the couch opposite the TV, her head in her hands.

"I don't know, anything you can do to keep the Wii cool, I think." Eteled responded, glancing over his shoulder to check if the Corrupted Mii had recovered in the meantime. The panic in his voice was carefully concealed, smothered by a layer of collectedness that a part of Sam couldn't help but be amazed by, even in this dire situation. "Sam, I need you to stay calm. If the Wii melts, I'll be fine, but I could never forgive myself if something happened to yo-"

"The freezer! Would that be cold enough?" Sam exclaimed suddenly, springing up. She hadn't even been listening to Eteled, her mind racing too fast for the Mii's speech to even have time to register.

"Wh- oh, yeah, I think so."

He paused for a moment, as if he was sighing, but there was no noise.

"But before you unplug the Wii, I-"

Sam stopped dead in her tracks, already halfway to unplugging the cord.

"Y-Yeah?" she stammered.

"-thank you, for everything. I... couldn't have made it through the past week without you." Eteled said, in a tone that would have been accompanied by a blush, had he been human.

"Oh, Eteled, I..." Sam began to say. Her heart seized up and tears threatened to burst from her eyes. She bit her lip.

"I couldn't have made it without you, either." she finally said.

Sam reached for the cord and tugged. It snapped off with a clunking noise, and without a moment's hesitation she picked up the Wii and dashed frantically across the house to the kitchen. "Please work, please work, please work..!" she panted to herself subconsciously, yanking the freezer door open once she got there. Her eyes scanned the shelves desperately for any empty space. The burning smell was getting worse now, and a faint black smoke had started trickling from the Wii. In a last-ditch attempt she decided to sacrifice a bag of peas and face her mom's wrath later.

"Goodbye, Eteled." she whispered, tears welling up despite her best efforts, as she pushed the freezer door shut.

After that, she just leaned in front of the fridge, heart still pumping madly, trying to take in what had just happened.

"The Corrupted Mii, whoever he is... and he just did that, I can't..."

Her knees gave way and she sank to the floor with a muffled sob.

"M-Maybe I should just.. get on my PC a bit. Try and forget." she said to herself between hiccups. Wiping her eyes on the sleeves of her hoodie, she got up and shakily walked to her room.

She turned on her computer, and got a Skype notification...

...from Kyle.

"Yeah, no."

Sam dismissed the notification and just stared absentmindedly at her desktop screen for a minute. There wasn't really anything she felt like doing in particular, but it was far too early to check on the Wii, and her mother wouldn't be home for another hour and a half.

With a sigh, she double-clicked on the pixelated chicken logo that belonged to Stardew Valley. Even though she typically preferred FPS games, there was something about Stardew's art style and music that soothed her.

The main menu loaded in, and -after taking a moment to trigger the easter egg that revealed three Junimos- Sam pressed the 'Load Game' button and opened up her farm.

Although she could barely focus on the screen in front of her for the first couple minutes, she eventually lost herself in the gentle tinkling music of the game, even almost knocking her water bottle over in excitement when she caught a pufferfish.

She had completely forgotten about the Wii and Kyle until the doorbell ringing jerked her back to reality.

"Oh- goodness, has it been that long already..?" she muttered to herself, glancing at the time displayed in the corner of the screen to confirm that yes, she had indeed spent an hour and a half saving up gold for a third chicken.

"And you haven't checked on the Wii, either. Eteled is probably freezing in there." a rather unpleasant part of her brain reminded her. "Oh, shoot!" she said, smacking her forehead. She had every intention to get to the kitchen right that instant, but she remembered her waiting mother while passing the door. She groaned and reached for the handle.

"Hi, mom, welcome home!" she said hurriedly, opening the door. "I'd love to stay and chat, but I think I, uh, left the microwave on. I'll be right back!"

It was a lousy excuse, but Sam managed to sprint off before her mother could stammer a response. She yanked the freezer door open and grabbed the Wii, sparing a moment to stuff the bag of peas she'd sacrificed back into the fridge. She had to stop herself from gagging at the horrible smell the Wii had left behind.

"Surely, that was long enough.." she muttered to herself once safely back in her room, setting the Wii down and plugging it back in. The exterior felt frigid, but traces of that slightly sulfuric smell still lingered in the air.

The Wii startup jingle played, and without a moment's hesitation she opened up the Mii Channel.

"S-Sam! T-Thank goodness you're b-back-" Eteled said hurriedly as soon as the Mii Channel opened. He was shivering, clearly the freezer had done its job...

Except the entire interface was glitching madly. The initial adrenaline rush had stopped her noticing when the Wii first opened, but now the screen was at a standstill, Sam wondered how she'd missed it before.

"I-I don't think it worked, t-the Wii's still m-melting. T-The freezer slowed it down a l-little, b-but now that it's out... W-What Austin d-did, the hardware w-was never b-built to handle it." Eteled continued, voice getting more distorted by the second.

"So the Corrupted Mii's real name is Austin," Sam noted dimly. "That explains the glitchy name bubble."

"What else can we do?!" she yelled in desperation, a mixture of fear and panic and anger- to whom she was angry at, she didn't know- in her voice. She didn't even care that her mom had most definitely heard her scream, she was about to lose her only friend, and she was absolutely helpless.

"What else can we do..." Sam repeated weakly, through a sob.

After letting the moment of quiet where Sam continued to hiccup silently drag on, Eteled opened his mouth to speak.

"T-There is one other t-thing w-we could try... b-but... no. It's too r-risky, you c-could burn yourself." Eteled said. He was evidently still freezing.

Sam leapt up, eyes already a little red. "What is it?"

"I d-do technically exist w-within this Wii's m-memory right now, s-so I think, if y-you get the SD c-card out of t-this one and get a n-new Wii t-to replace t-the other h-hardware, we s-should b-be fine."

Sam blinked.

"I t-told you it was a b-bad idea, as if you'd go t-through a-all that trouble j-just for m-me..." Eteled laughed weakly. At the same time, Sam said; "That's absolutely brilliant, let me go find a toolbox!"

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Then, miraculously, idiotically, wonderfully, they burst out laughing. How they managed to find humour in the situation, neither was sure, but it felt so wonderful they didn't care to stop.

The golden moment was broken by the acrid smell of burning plastic suddenly intensifying.

"Oh, shoot, the Wii, I'm an idiot- did you say the freezer was working? I should get it back in there." Sam remembered, internally slapping herself.

"A little, but I think it would be safer to get the SD card out now, before something happens." Eteled suggested. His shivering had stopped completely. Sam nodded and brushed her hand against the console on her way out, and she could tell why. The Wii felt hot enough to give her burns if she kept her hand on it for a moment too long.

However, when she reached the door, she hesitated. "I can't just leave him in there..."

After a brief second of delay, she picked up the fan that had been collecting dust in a corner of her room since fall and placed it beside the console.

"I'm going to unplug the Wii now, to hopefully let it cool down a bit." she notified Eteled. He nodded wordlessly, and Sam mirrored his silence as she tugged the cord out of the socket and plugged in the fan.

After adjusting the fan's angle to make sure the Wii was getting as much airflow as possible, Sam made a quick dash to her parents' room, threw a cabinet door open and heaved up the toolbox, and quickly sprinted back to her own room in record time.

She grabbed her laptop with one hand and set the toolbox down beside the Wii with the other, creating a small thunk noise in the process. She opened her laptop and looked up how to dismantle a Wii. It took a few tense minutes of furious Googling, but she managed to find an online tutorial eventually.

Sam slipped on a pair of clumsy heatproof gloves and dug through the mountain of screwdrivers, hammers, wrenches and just about everything else until she spotted the ones she needed.

"Here goes nothing..." she muttered to herself, making her first jab at the Wii with shaking hands.

She felt almost as though she was doing surgery as she unscrewed the areas the website was telling her to. The fan was still working in a flailing attempt to keep the Wii cool, and although the airflow wasn't strong enough to get through her heatproof gloves, it did remind her of the whirring machines one might find in a medical drama.

"Or..." she remembered the hospital Eteled had shown her, only a few days ago. A shiver ran down her spine. No. She wasn't thinking about that.

Sam reached for the lid and lifted it off gently. A hand subconsciously went up to wipe the beads of sweat she hadn't even noticed had appeared on her forehead.

She glanced at the tutorial and noted the SD card's size and location, identified it, and gently picked it out using a bent paperclip. Just as carefully, she placed it on her gloved hand.

It was actually kind of funny, knowing that Eteled was contained in the little black rectangle in her palm. A part of her wondered what Kyle would think of this, the "traumatizer" of his childhood stuck in a tiny plastic box.

She couldn't help but smile, even as the Wii let out a terrible sputtering noise and filled the vicinity with smothering black smoke for a brief moment before the fan blew it away. Sam reached for the fan's button and clicked it shut.

She plugged in the decade-old Wii one final time. She didn't even know what she was expecting it to do -she had removed its memory card, after all- but the poor machine's fans whirred to a start and the light turned green once more.

It was almost done starting up, clunking sounds coming from inside the console, when it abruptly stopped. The fans died down, the light sputtered out. The machine exhaled a last stream of black sulfuric smoke, the most it had released so far.

And with that, the Wii had fully melted. The only remaining accessible part of it was clenched in Sam's fist. She looked down at the thing. It had been through so much. So had the Mii inside of it.

She smiled, brought it up to her face, and whispered.

"Wii did it, Eteled."

"Wii did it."

#ok so now that that shitshow's over umm im sorry #wii deleted you #eteled #wdy #wdy eteled #wdy sam #wdy fanfiction #long post #🐞 || beetle writes

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....Remaining? Did something bad happened over there?

That sounds perfect. Can we also get some pie? And I assure you I will not hide behind the door and smash any pie on your face (evil laughs 😈)

Now you're confusing me. Okay, so, I can never guess your country. It's hard enough. I have already ruled out America, Canada, Mexico and all the places near america. I've also ruled out whole Asia. I don't think you're form Africa or Australia either. So what's left is Europe and places near Europe. Which was my very first guess. But you confused me saying you have connection with Europe but you're not from there. Now, you're saying you're not from Asia. Now idk if some new continent popped up or what. But this time I'm guessing, if there is any place between Europe and Asia, you're from there. (What am I missing??? Just give me some hint. You said you're not from Europe and Asia, now what else am I left with. Okay, so just tell me are you from any place that I ruled out?)

I was right?? First time. You really have brown hairs🤩 yk I would love some blue highlights on my hairs. I envy you girl. I bet you look beautiful with those colourful hairs.

You're half right. But I'm afraid you're also wrong in other assumption. Okay, so, I do layers only when it's cold, so I'll give you that. And yes, cardigans and hoody both are my thing. And I'll tell you about the dresses and make up stuff in later.

My next assumption may sound strange coz it keeps on changing time to time so initially I thought you are a single child but now I think you probably have a sibling maybe a brother (Now, go ahead and make same assumption about me then I'll tell about the above one)

(What's the song?🤔🤔 Yeah, this is more fun🤩)

the entire civilization has been wiped by opposing forces of another galaxy...

we can DEFINITELY get pie!!! okayy... sure... not sus at all👀

I said hypothetically, remember... you won’t guess it tho trust me😂

i’ll die your hair any colour you want! we could open our own little salon!! and yes they are pretty☺️

ooo okayyyyy. not bad, not bad. also you give off big cardigan vibes btw✨

hmm what made you think I was an only child? I have been an only child for six years until I got a pair of twins for siblings lol. no brothers tho. you’re definitely an only sibling. although part of me believes you have a sibling with not too much of a big gap between you.

(the ends of the earth by lord huron!)

🎶that certain night, the night we met, there was magic abroad in the air. there were angels dining at the Ritz, and a nightingale sang in Berkeley Square🎶💕

#that song is so cute #and romantic #thee lover anon saga <3

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