and other co hosts


Continuing with that au where the Nations are public figures. All the nations that participate (weather they make it to the finals or not) in euro vision attended the final show. And of course the nation hosting the event co-hosts with the other human hosts. Which would be pretty unfortunate for this years hosts having to deal with Sweden’s face. 


Vicky Holmes Leaves Warriors


What has for some time been a functional state of affairs has today become a somber reality. Vicky Holmes, one-third of the original Erin Hunter Warrior Cats team, has officially announced that she will no longer be writing for the series. The statement came today, April 24th, by way of Facebook, where she wrote that:

“Warriors has been the greatest blessing, the greatest privilege, the sharpest learning curve of my life. But nothing lasts forever. I won’t be writing for the series again. I will keep this page so that I can update you with movie news (oh please let there be some news soon!). And maybe I’ll pop in to share my new projects with you. But the latest series continues to top the bestselling charts, which proves what a fabulous job the new editorial team is doing (with the ongoing brilliance of Kate and Cherith, of course).”

Vicky has long served as the editor and story architect for the series - while writers such as Kate Cary and Cherith Baldry largely wrote the actual books themselves, it was Vicky’s creative vision that inspired them and much of the series as we know it. She has written much over the years about her inspiration for the series, but I’ve found this post from December 10th of last year to be especially revealing:

“It seems strange to talk as if I don’t have complete control over these cats. After all, I could have typed different words for the storyline … but these characters and their stories often seem to exist independently inside my mind, and my task is to watch quietly from the shadows and record what happens.”

Now, I’ve heard it said that Vicky and the rest of the Erins have only continued to write Warriors books because of money or fame. No doubt the success of the series prompted them to write more for it, but I think it’s clear that Vicky’s writing has always been about self-expression. Vicky’s cacoethes scribendi in many cases seems to come from flashes of inspiration. The character and story of Midnight both came after she decided that ‘Midnight’ would be a cool title for a book. I don’t know about you, but to hear a successful professional writer draw inspiration for an entire book and subsequent arc from merely thinking a title sounded good is really validating to me, especially as someone who’s created more titles than stories. Meanwhile, as I’ve chronicled before, it was a split-second vision of a cat disowning her own adopted kits to save them that gave way to the entire Power of Three arc. Her reverence for books like Watership Down helped to shape the series, while her love of action movies has littered the series with quotes pulled from the likes of Rambo, Gladiator, and The Avengers. And it was her own personal experience with being forced to face her own impending death that inspired the powerful conclusion to Cinderpelt’s character arc.

More so than any other person, the world of Warriors has and always will be Vicky’s creation. That being said, her own role in the series has been largely limited, as she hasn’t contributed to the main series since 2014. The latest arc, A Vision of Shadows, has earned much acclaim from the fandom, especially myself, despite being under the control of a new creative team. Her main contributions lately have been novellas, the most recent of which were Pinestar’s Choice and Spottedleaf’s Heart. Her decision to call it quits comes in the waning days of the controversy surrounding the latter’s inclusion of a Spottedleaf x Thistleclaw romance. The new plotline was poorly received as some fans disapproved of additional romantic interests by both characters, since it would seem in principle to cheapen their motivations and feelings in later books. Additionally others were put off by what to them seemed to be an inappropriate handling of a predatory relationship between a child and adult. I myself haven’t read the book, so I’ll refrain from any sort of formal judgement on these matters. I will however commend Vicky for the way she has faced this barrage of criticism. Staying as professional and thoughtful as always, she welcomed and responded to the criticism openly. Vicky thanked the fandom for their passion and thoughtfulness, stating that “Warriors has the best fans in the world - with the loudest voices and (sometimes) the sharpest claws!” Vicky is a class act and here demonstrates the virtues of love and humility, even in the face of opposition, that are all too necessary for this generation of readers to embrace.

Additionally, Vicky’s departure comes after criticism surrounding her personally anointed ‘super-fan’ Su Susann’s role in communicating Warriors information hit a crescendo. Many have taken issue with her ideas being considered series canon, claiming that they contain contradictions and baseless, needless assertions about the characters. I personally haven’t given her too much thought since I rarely use the Warriors Wiki and focus more on the text of the books themselves and my own reactions to it than any other source, but if you’re interested in learning more, my friend butterflyidentity has written a heavily-detailed piece about her on Warriors Amino.

Despite these recent controversies, Vicky maintains that they were not the reason for her sudden announcement. Quote:

“I’m not leaving because of the Spottedleaf furore. I won’t deny it’s been painful, but I’m tougher than that! I would know when I had written all the cat stories I had inside me. That time came with Pinestar’s Choice. I know there are a thousand more tales from the Clans to be told, but other people are doing a great job of that.I had hoped to go out with a triumphant bang rather than a clatter of outrage, but I guess we don’t always get what we wish for.”

Regardless of the quality of this series, nobody can denounce the content of Vicky’s character. I hope all of you make her exit as graceful as she offered it; leave her all the kind comments on Facebook and Twitter that you’ve ever thought and wish her the best on her future writing endeavors. She’s currently working on a new adult book series called Hope Meadows, with the first book Summer at Hope Meadows scheduled for release this June.

Vicky has already received many gracious and grateful comments from fans. Among others, butterflyidentity stated:

“I would like to thank Vicky for her tireless work on the series, running around the world on book tours, signing books with her iconic purple pen, and bringing joy and happiness to the fans.”

Blixemi, my friend and co-founder of Epic Rap Battles of Warriors, said:

“I’m so incredibly appreciative of her time she dedicates to her work and her fans. It is the most surreal experience to have spoken to someone who’s, quite literally, shaped and inspired all that I’m doing today. Her love and passion will be passed down through those she continually inspires.“

Tom, my occasional CatCast co-host and other good friend, added:

“Through the writings of Vicky I was able to establish dear friendships, some of which have lasted well over 10 years. I’m forever indebted to the joy I get from not only her creativity, but the creativity that she has inspired in others.”

Fellow Warrior Cats analyst Tennelle Flowers remarked that:

"I can’t thank Vicky enough for the world she has created and fostered through years of love and hard work. Warriors has shaped who I am as a person, and I would not be the same without her writings. In many ways, Warriors has given me more inspiration than any other form of media, and continues to inspire me to this day as an artist, and I hope Vicky knows that she has raised generations of artists who have found their calling through her books. I wish her the best in life and look forward to seeing where she goes next.”

And finally, fandom animator and comedian Moonkitti said:

“There was a time in my life when all I needed to hear were Midnight’s words of reassurance to three cats who had recently lost their abilities. I want to thank Vicky for not only Dovewing’s Silence, but every warrior cat book she’s worked on, because without them I would be a completely different person. I wish her all the luck in the world as she moves on to "adult books” from one of the most mature and thoughtful children’s series I’ve ever read.“

Personally, I owe Vicky a great deal of gratitude for creating Warriors, a series that got me through some of the loneliest years of my childhood and today has served as the basis for my current YouTube channel and more importantly many wonderful friendships. Going forward, this decision likely won’t have much of an effect on the books themselves, but now is as good of a time as any to reflect on the series and to share your gratitude and prayers with a person who has given us all so much joy.

friend: hi

me in my head: Chris O'Neill (born November 21, 1990) also known as Oney or OneyNG, is an Irish animator on YouTube and Newgrounds. He is a member of the creative studio Sleepycabin alongside Stamper, Spazkid, and several others, and a co-host of Doodle Doods. Chris has a main Youtube account, as well as one for his music, and his gameplay channel Oney Plays which he hosts alongside Ding Dong and Julian.

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Endogenic versus traumagenic? When should you consider trauma?

We never want to encourage people who have no reason to believe they have trauma to go down wildly speculative roads in order to disprove a negative (ie: the absence of trauma). That said, we worry that the DID/OSDD-1 communities and the non-trauma multiple communities are so separate that many people might accept non-traumatized multiple identities without exploring possible warning signs of trauma. If this doesn’t actually happen and it’s just our vain worry, then that’s great. In case it happens, here’s our post.

The most commonly accepted and most widely known explanation for multiplicity is that you (or perhaps others in your system) went through trauma. The concept of endogenic multiplicity is somewhat new in popular conception, and unfortunately psychology does not seem to have had a real look at it yet. Psychology’s lack of awareness does not make endogenic multiplicity invalid, but it does suggest that we presently do not have any stable, set-in-stone criteria for distinguishing DID/OSDD-1 from endogenic multiplicity. This is especially true if you consider that some self-identified endogenic multiple systems have members who have been through trauma (but see the trauma as unrelated to their multiplicity), and some DID/OSDD-1 systems believe the true source of their multiplicity came before the trauma or is somehow separate from it.

There are some situations where people have thought through their conditions and concluded that they fit neatly into the traumagenic or endogenic category. While this opinion is controversial among DID/OSDD-1 people, we believe it is possible for multiplicity to exist without trauma. That said, we imagine the multiplicity would look quite different from DID or OSDD-1. Many people we’ve met have experienced things that psychiatry does not quite account for, and they believe these experiences (and not physical or emotional trauma from this life and plane of existence) produced their multiplicity. Some say they co-incarnated with other spirits or are hosting walk-ins from other worlds. Others describe experiencing past-life trauma that split them on the level of the soul. We’ve also encountered people who believed that their multiplicity was a hard-wired neurodivergence rather than a developmental condition.

We don’t have any particular problem with non-traumatized people saying they’re multiple. However, we get worried when we see people claiming to be 100% trauma-free while showing symptoms and behaviors like:

  1. Black-out level dissociation.
  2. Difficulty communicating with alters that is significantly more intense than the struggle you had to get along with a fussy roommate in college.
  3. Serious walls or barriers preventing fluid communication between system members.
  4. Trigger responses to topics like sex, sexual abuse, genitals, members of a specific gender, certain relatives, child abuse, or other subjects that are commonly triggering to survivors of abuse.
  5. System members who seem like they stopped growing/aging/developing at a certain point in the body’s life.
  6. The presence of alters who deliberately emotionally, physically, or sexually harm other alters as if it is their job to stifle your progress and make your lives difficult.

Not every DID/OSDD-1 system will have these signs, but I sadly have seen many of these in certain endogenic systems I’ve encountered. If you are experiencing these things, the following are not conclusive proof that there’s no trauma:

“Between the five of us, none of us remember any abuse.” Basically the whole point of disorders like DID and OSDD-1 is concealing trauma. If you are sure there are exactly five people in your system and there is no one who suspects or remembers any trauma, then it might be reasonable to conclude that there isn’t/wasn’t any. However, there are a couple things to double-check for before you conclude that. First off, are you absolutely sure that you five are the only ones? If not, make sure you haven’t been neglecting any dark/foreboding/unpleasant parts of the system where members may have different stories than the ones you five know. Second, are you sure that members of your system cannot disconnect from certain unpleasant emotions, memories, or experiences without fully switching? Sometimes individual alters will split or simply lose touch with memories, feelings, and emotions in response to trauma. This can leave five separate people who are each convinced there is no trauma even though they all went through trauma.

“Sure, we were pretty unhappy as young kids, but nothing we experienced was ‘bad enough’ to count as abuse.” A lot of systems who say this eventually reveal that they were seriously emotionally abused, that they were neglected as young children (but not sexually abused), that they experienced sexual abuse they consider “less serious” than experiences they’ve read about on survivor blogs, that their parents hit them in a “normal” way, or that they went through something else shocking and personally violating like terrifying and painful medical procedures as young children, losing loved ones at a young age, etc. ISST-D says that DID can come from physical, sexual, or other trauma inflicted in childhood. This leaves a wide range of possibility for what could “count” as “enough” trauma.

“Our parents were good people.” Having good parents does not guarantee that you were not traumatized. Were you ever alone with people (of any age) who were not your parents? It is also important to realize that many dissociative systems have members who idealize their parents and other caregivers after dissociating from trauma. It’s not necessary to investigate your parents if you all feel there is no evidence that they physically, emotionally, or sexually abused you (and this includes times when it “wasn’t that bad” or “was normal” or when they claimed it was somehow your fault). It is, however, a good idea to make sure that you are safe.

“My therapist/dad/friend/cousin/psych professor/etc told me I seem normal.” This was one of our reasons for doubting there was early childhood trauma. It’s pretty common for everyone to think they’re an expert when it comes to other people’s trauma and health in general. However, even a therapist cannot know you better than you know yourself. If you are showing signs of trauma, it may be worth exploring those regardless of what this person thinks or thought.

We think it’s fully possible for multiplicity to be endogenic. However, we also know it’s possible for people to doubt or deny or even lose all awareness of their own trauma even while they are visibly switching or obviously getting triggered/otherwise being affected by trauma. Don’t let others tell you who to be or what to believe about your past, but also don’t discount the possibility of trauma if there are signs that it’s there.

Better Than Willow (Rob Benedict x Reader)

A/N: Do you ever have those times when you start writing a one shot and by the end of it you’re just like why the heck did I write this? Yeah. That’s me with this one. Welp. 

“I’ll see you Monday.”

“Man, I just feel so bad for Willow! She’s in love with Xander and he’s just a doof.” said Rob, leaning back against the couch opposite of you. It was a Friday night, and you and Rob were sitting on the floor of your living room, watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. It was another one of those nights when you didn’t have anything else better to do.

You were a recurring character on Supernatural, a witch turned hunter, and the fans had just adored you. You had known Rich for years, but only met Rob and others through the conventions. Over time R2 had become your best friends.

One little problem.  A problem that only Rich knew and he had been sworn to secrecy.

You had fallen in love with Rob.

I mean, who could blame you? Those piercing blue eyes; that laugh. He was the most genuine and kind person you have ever met.

God damn your heart, it’s always causing you problems.

“Man, it must suck, falling in love with your best friend and they’re just oblivious.” said Rob, taking a sip of his beer.

“Yeah, I would know.” you said softly to yourself, not really thinking before speaking.

Rob choked up on his drink, obviously hearing your words and making a connection.

Rich was married, he wasn’t.

“Wait, what?” asked Rob, immediately grabbing the remote and pausing the show.

Your eyes went wide, realizing what you just did.

“Uh, nothing! I mean, it must really suck, especially being best friends and all, ha.” You reached over to grab the remote.

“Let’s just keep watching, shall we?” you asked. But it was Rob, you should have known better than to think he would drop it.

“Oh hell no,” Rob grabbed the remote before you could, “what do you mean, ‘you would know’?”

“Um…” you scratched the back of your neck, bringing your knees up close to you; something you always did when you were nervous.

“Do you, um, do you, do you have feel-.” I cut him off.

“Can we, can we just forget that the past 2 minutes never happened?” You took a swig of your beer. Dear God you could be an idiot sometimes.

Rob slumped back, a defeated look on his face.

“Well… if you’re sure.” He knew you as well as you knew him. Rob grabbed the remote again, turning the show back on.

Oh great, now you’ve done it.


Rob and Rich sat at a table in a bar, beers in front of both of them. The first con of the year was coming up, and the two co-hosts needed to preplan.

However, Rob had other things on his mind.

“Hello, earth to Bob-o? Robbie you still on the planet here or?” asked Rich. He could tell his best friend had zoned out.

Rob shook a little, coming to.

“Huh, what?” he asked.

“Pretty sure you haven’t heard anything I’ve said in the last five minutes.” said Rich.

“Sorry, I’m sorry. I just. Ugh.” Rob laid his forehead on the table.

“What’s on your mind, Bob-o?”

Rob looked up, being careful of his words. He didn’t know if Rich knew about Y/N.

Fuck it.

“How long has Y/N been in love with me?”

Rich choked on his drink.

“Is in love the right term? I mean. Ugh. How long has she had feelings for me?”

Rich sat his glass down, not saying a word. He had to be careful on what he said as well.

“I was wondering when you were gonna bring it up.” he said.

“She told you?” asked Rob. I mean, he had assumed, but it had been about a week since he had seen you.

“Are you kidding, she was banging down my door as soon as you had left.” said Rich.

“Rich, I left her house at one in the morning.”

“I know.”

Rich sighed.

“Remember that time you were totally obsessed with that girl from Jason’s show? How Y/N did whatever she could to help you get her attention?”

“Buddy, that was nearly 3 years ago.”

“Dude, why do you think she tried so hard to help?”

Rob’s eyes went wide in realization. You had sat with him with every idea, stayed by your side when you were just plain old frustrated.

Slamming his fist on the table slightly, Rob slid back in his chair, again frustrated.

“Dammit, Y/N.”

“What is it?” asked Rich.

“I fell in love with her a year later.”


“Thank you! Goodnight!” said Rob on stage. It was Saturday night, and the annual Saturday Night Special had just ended.

The band navigated backstage, joining the rest of the group.

“Alright, everyone ready to get back to Briana’s room?” asked Kim, ready to head towards the annual after show gathering. A crowd of murmured yesses went through the room. People slowly headed out, you stood up, ready to follow.

“Hey Y/N? Wait up?” You turned around. It was Rob, the last one in the room as he was still packing up his guitar.

It was also the same Rob that you haven’t had the courage to speak to for the past two weeks.

“Um. Sure.” Rich gave you a look as he stood by the door.

“Talk. To. Him.” He mouthed at you, before leaving.

“No.” Rich groaned at you, but left, leaving just you and Rob. After a few moments, he closed the case, leaving it in the corner for the next day. He walked toward you, offering his arm.

“Ready to go?” You laughed slightly, taking his arm.

“Lead the way.”

The two of you walked in silence, making your way to Briana’s hotel room. After a while, Rob spoke up.



“Y/N, were you ever gonna tell me?” asked Rob.

You sighed.

“No, not really.” you said.

Rob sighed, laughing slightly as he sat down on a bench in the lobby. He pulled you down with him.

“Man do I feel like a dick.” said Rob. He set his head in his hand, pushing his hair back.


He turned towards you, grabbing your hand in his.

“That girl from Jason’s show.”  

“Oh, that.”

“Yeah, that.” said Rob.

You looked down, not really knowing what to say.

“Hey, look at me, please.” Rob reached his hand out, lifting your chin up.

“It’s okay.” Rob leaned in, apparent to kiss you.

Was this really happening? The man you’ve been striving for for almost three years? It couldn’t be. You jumped up.

“Don’t.” you said, stepping back.


“You’re my best friend Rob; I don’t need you to pity me.”

“Do you really think that low of me to believe that I would actually do something like that?” asked Rob, both surprised yet slightly offended. You didn’t really know what to say to that.

“God, Y/N. I wish you would have told me sooner. I wish you didn’t stay by my side when I was obsessed with that random girl. I wish you would have given me a slap in the face and maybe then I would have realized sooner. But no, I didn’t realize it till a year later.”

You looked down at your feet, crossing your arms in solace.

“Realize what?”

Rob stepped forward, using one arm to hold you against him and using the other to again lift up your chin. He leaned down, pressing his lips against yours, giving you the thing you’ve been waiting years for.

Eventually, he stepped back, looking directly into your eyes. You looked into his.

“I’m in love with you too.”

FOREVER TAG: @hudine @eileenlikes @fandom–0verdose

Tagging @dont-hate-relate-pls and @88dragon06 because twitter lol. 

anonymous asked:

Kouga and Sesshomaru fluffy headcannons with a human s/o please :D

(editing my other blogs and got accepted to co-host a writing blog plus school I’ve been a busy binch)


Loves to be alone with you. It doesn’t have to be sexual, you don’t even even have to be touching, he just loves staring at you when no one else is around.

He’s also up for random compliments. Just walk by him and he’ll find something obvious to say about you. Only nice things.

If he’s not busy, then he’ll hang around you, messaging your shoulders and wrapping his arm around you waist and hugging you from behind.


If you’re in an area with flowers (and he’ll be able to smell them) he’ll always go get some for you. This demon will lace them into your hair, stick them in your clothes, tuck them behind your ear, etc.

He loves the way you smell. Sometimes he’ll get really close to you, inhale deeply, and walk away, or act like he didn’t do anything. He has your scent memorized but he still wants more.

Sesshomaru also loves feeding you, even though you don’t need it. He just loves being in control of such a little thing, with the knowledge that you’re trusting him to get it done.

Things I just found out about this year’s MET GALA

- Tom Brady & Gisele Bundchen is the co-host as well, with KP and Pharrell (😄 I can see it already that Tom & Gisele will definitely eclipse the other co-host, in particular KP 😆)

- Number of invitees to the Gala this year got cut tone down from last year’s 610 attendees “to make it more intimate and private". (😆 Yeah, sure Jan)

- Anna is extremely restrictive on who can buy a ticket,” said a socialite, who has attended the event for years. “Many people I know who are Friends, [and] who have the money to pay, have been turned down. Anna decides they can’t go. Period.” (excerpt from article)

For more interesting facts about Met Gala, you can read the article in the source link 😉.


Drabble challenge : 24, “It’s six o’colck in the morning, you’re not having vodka.” ( I am not taking any more drabble requests but normal requests are opened)

The walls of the flat were almost shaking from the laughter coming from the group of friends. They were all drunk, crazy and laughing to the point of tears. But the only one who was still sober was Y/N. The host of the party. Well, co-host. Her boyfriend Joe on the other hand, the other host of the flat, was completely wasted but it wasn’t unexpected.

The friends were having the times of their lives and it was almost dawn when they started playing truth or dare. Y/N was exhausted by the boys doing the weirdest thing ever and because of the mess they had made but she couldn’t be mad at them. “Hey, steady on!” She exclaimed as she watched Joe attempting to walk to the counter. He stumbled on his feet but luckily, Y/N was there to catch him. She laughed as she wrapped an arm around his torso, keeping him up on his feet. 

He looked up to her, his smile growing as he noticed who it was. “Hello, baby.” He said as he leaned in closer to kiss her lips hungrily. Y/N smiled to herself as she was so used to the drunk Joe now. “I missed youuuu.” He sang and she shook her head at his silliness. “You only lost me for about 10 minutes.” She laughed as his hand reached out to a bottle resting on the counter. “It’s six o'clock in the morning, you’re not having vodka.” Y/N laughed as she took the bottle from him and he pouted. “You’re not fun.” He whined but smiled as he pushed her against the wall, his glance suddenly turning dark and full of lust before he crashed their lips. Y/N was amused with his drunk state but she wasn’t complaining with what was about to happen.

anonymous asked:

Hello, squirenonny, gifted author of Voltron Duality! May a confused anon, ask you a simple question? What and who are the mcelroys? I'm lost between posts and 'boi's... Thanks your time, and well, I just hope you like rhymes. :)

(I have to admit your rhymes made me laugh when I saw this this morning. XD)

Okay, short version: The McElroys are a family of nerds who do podcasts, YouTube series, and such. Griffin, Justin, and Travis are brothers. Their dad, Clint, and other friends and family members co-host various podcasts/shows with them.

Longer version (the shows)((some of the shows; their website lists 23 shows by the extended McElroy family, several of which I didn’t even know existed)):

(* indicates one I personally keep up with and would highly recommend)

  • My Brother, My Brother, and Me (podcast, now also a TV show on Seeso) - the McElroy brothers giving “advice” to listeners and/or random people they find on Yahoo! Answers. I’ve only listened to a handful of episodes (and watched the first ep of the show) but… it’s a ride. XD
  • *The Adventure Zone (podcast) - Griffin GMs a D&D campaign with Justin, Travis, and Clint as the players. Hilarious, surprisingly emotional, and incredibly original.
  • *Sawbones (podcast) - Justin and his wife Sydnee (a doctor) talk about medical history and all the weird/gross/dangerous stuff people have tried. (Probably not the best if you’re sensitive to descriptions of illness/medical procedures or discussion of bodily functions. Justin and Sydnee provide warnings for triggers that come up less commonly, including animal experimentation)
  • *Monster Factory (YouTube) - Griffin and Justin play games with character creation features, then make the weirdest looking character they can, fall in love with them, and proceed to play the game according to the personality they’ve come up with for their PC. Strange? Or strangely adorable? (It’s both.)
  • *Car Boys (YouTube) - Griffin McElroy and Nick Robinson… god, it’s hard to describe this one. Started off as a car simulator that they mostly used to destroy cars in the most entertaining way possible, quickly devolved into exploiting glitches, got existential at some point, and had the most satisfying, yet completely unexpected finale I think I’ve ever watched. Epilepsy warning/flashing lights as a blanket statement, as the glitches they find (often unexpectedly) do weird-ass things. Also (simulated, often unrealistic) car crashes are basically the staple of the show, and… maybe some body horror with the crash test dummies?
  • Bunker Buddies (podcast) - Travis and his friend Andie discuss post-apocalyptic scenarios and how to survive them/survivalist products and how good they are.
  • Shmanners (podcast) - Travis and his wife Teresa discuss ettiquette.
  • Still Buffering (podcast) - Sydnee McElroy and her sisters Rileigh and Teylor talk about teen stuff through the ages :P (No, honestly, there’s… I think a 13 year gap between Sydnee and Rileigh? Could be wrong on that, but it’s more than a decade. So chances are you’re either going to be Sydnee and Teylor getting nostalgic over the late 90s and confused as heck over current teen culture, or you are a teen and you get to hear about weird stuff teens did not all that long ago.)

Also, the McElroys are genuinely funny and all-around cool guys. They sometimes mess up, but they listen to criticism and take steps to improve (see: a case of Bury Your Gays relatively early in The Adventure Zone. When fans brought the trope to Griffin’s attention, he made it a point to include multiple other canonical gay and lesbian couples in the campaign.)

Honestly, if you’re into podcasts, you should absolutely take a look at any of their shows that interest you, and if not, maybe check out the Polygon YouTube channel.

There’s a bit of static that comes out at the beginning, whether you’re listening via your glasses as you run for your morning cup of coffee or you’re ganking the signal on your desktop computer under a cover of darkness. It’s muffled all the same, only enough to feel like the vintage radio that has long disappeared from mainstream airways.

❝ Good morning Roswell, it’s Friday, June 18th and welcome to your morning podcast of doom and gloom with the one and only Carlos Sargosa…

Well, and my other co-hosts of course, but really? Who’s here for them? Despite not winning the online popularity poll contest, I know who has truly captured the hearts of the great population of the N.M.

Let’s start off with the weather like a Tinder date that’s going poorly. Looks likes it’s sunny with highs of upper-seventies, but don’t get too excited folks. Look forward to showers and thunderstorms through the weekend pissing on everything this city loves. Of course, if you commute to Albuquerque, nothing but sun, nothing but damn sun… ❞

Sun beating down, it seems as if it’s shaping up to be a typical New Mexico summer, perhaps a bit cooler than 2059. At least, it would be, if the whispers about the dark cars with tinted windows hadn’t made the rounds around the small city. From strangers in suits to increased security at the city’s’ meager government offices, it feels as if Roswell is at the calm before the storm, both literally and physically. In Albuquerque, there’s already been a significant changes over the past year. State legislature made the move from historic Santa Fe, shiny new buildings with lush greenery and 3-story glass windows were quickly brought up.  

Something is in the air, heavy and suppressing. And all you can do is just wait. 

Idea: an epilepsy-themed talk show, hosted by Tumblr epilepsy bloggers, in the style of The View or The Five. The co-hosts could take turns moderating topics to keep discussion on track, and everyone would cut up and laugh and pretend they don’t feel awkward and uncomfortable.

They could discuss two or three epilepsy-related topics per episode, such as “Tips for gaining favor with the Epilepsy Fairy,” “How to respond to an epilepsy joke without resorting to violence,” or “How to respond to an epilepsy joke by immediately resorting to violence.”

They could also do regular segments such as “This Day in History,” hosted by a Timewalker, and offer “life hacks” for living with epilepsy, such as “how to extract a sex toy from one of your orifices after an unexpected myoclonic jerk thrust it beyond the point of no return.”

Movies could be reviewed for photosensitive safety (and quality). There could be an audience giveaway, only all the gifts would be cheap and useless because we’re all poor as shit. Each episode could feature a random person who has epilepsy who could tell their story or impart some wisdom to other epileptics. At the end of every episode each co-host would respond to mail sent in by viewers, or take a few seconds to share a thought.

Here are some pros and cons as I see it:


⦁ Increase in sense of community
⦁ Epileptics have something they feel belongs exclusively to them
⦁ Co-hosts forge friendships that last days, possibly even weeks


⦁ Editing and production costs time and money
⦁ No one has the energy for this
⦁ Difficult to provide an enjoyable experience that is founded upon topic that brings nothing but despair and hardship
⦁ Stupid idea, just a really fucking stupid idea
⦁ Unfollow me you fools, for your own good

  • Youtube Comments whenever Mica's in a video: *racist bullshit*, "go back to africa", she's only here because her father's famous, death threats, HEY! Whenever she's in a video you lose views! Stop putting her in everything!
  • Rooster Teeth: Hmmm, don't worry we know just what to do.
  • Rooster Teeth: *Makes Mica a co-host on The Know*
  • Rooster Teeth: Any other requests fuckers?
Forbidden Documentary Footage Released
  • [NOTE]: Recording has been partially edited by unknown parties.
  • Recording begins. Title is shown, "Retail Hell".
  • [NOTE]: "Retail Hell" is an episodic series of documentaries with traceable origins described as "punks dissecting wageslavery." At least five episodes were released alongside an independently published magazine dedicated to skateboarding culture. Each episode has a different host(s) who attempt to interview workers at retail chains. Hosts often vandalize storefronts and harass workers while filming.
  • Recording begins with Host and Co-Host standing beside each other in a Target parking lot.
  • Host: You already know who the fuck I am.
  • Co-Host: And I'm Helen.
  • [NOTE]: Co-Host is wearing a gas mask.
  • Host: Mark's on the camera. All together, we're the Chain Gang. Welcome to Retail Hell.
  • Cameraman: Okay, that was good. The fuck do you mean by, "you already know who I am," though? Also, the what the hell is the "Chain Gang"?
  • Host: Everyone who matters knows me, dude. I-
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host skateboarding. Cameraman can be seen in some shots, but doesn’t join them. Footage from a skate park is edited in. Skateboarding footage lasts three minutes.
  • Recording cuts to footage taken from inside of Target. Host and Co-Host are in store's toy section examining products.
  • Host: Fucking Barbie.
  • Host removes a packaged Barbie brand doll from its shelf.
  • [NOTE]: Barbie doll does not resemble any known versions ever publicly released. Its notable features are its green hair, pink skin, and purple dress.
  • Host: Come here. Look at this. Made in China.
  • Host shows bottom of package to camera. Camera zooms in on "Made in China" label.
  • Host: That's how you know your shit is bad. 100% cruelty. Do you know how the Chinese government treats their own citizens? This is sweatshop garbage, and they just shill this shit out at places like this. It's bad for you too. Probably got fucking lead in it, or something. Radioactive, or something. My mom used to buy me barbies and shit as kid. Like, I fucking hated Barbie I didn't play with them, but I was still, like, exposed. That's why I've got a third arm.
  • Cameraman: You have three arms?
  • Host: It's on my ass. No one's allowed to look at my ass so no one's ever seen it. They're going to have to recall Barbie cuz kids all over the USA start growing ass arms. No, you know what they'd do. They'd normalize it cuz that's how business works. You'll start seeing "Ass-Arm Barbie". Hey kids, it's okay that you've got an arm on your ass. Barbie does too. Hey kids, you're a mutant freak because we spray down our toys with arsenic and all the food you eat is GMOs, but it's cool. Just buy our shit or you'll look like a bigger freak than you already are.
  • Cacophony of recorded voices and songs are heard. Camera turns to Co-Host who has activated a large number of toys. Host laughs.
  • Host: Holy shit! What the fuck are you doing?
  • Recording cuts to Co-Host holding small skateboard.
  • Co-Host: It's a baby board. I was born with one of these. They had to cut an umbilical cord from each piece of hardware. The doctors didn't know what was going on. I did, but only because I'm really smart. I was only about two years old when I was born.
  • Cameraman: The fuck are you even trying to say?
  • Recording cuts to Co-Host preparing to skate down an aisle on the small skateboard.
  • Co-Host: Skate or die!
  • Co-Host skates down the aisle and knocks products off of the shelves along the way. Co-Host barely avoids hitting a customer, but falls off of her skateboard at the end of the aisle.
  • Recording cuts to Host, Co-Host, and Cameraman getting into conflict with a security guard.
  • Security: Stop filming.
  • Security attempts to grab the camera.
  • Cameraman: Don't touch my fucking property, dude.
  • Security: You need to leave now.
  • Host: We're just trying to buy a skateboard, man.
  • Security attempts to grab the camera again.
  • Cameraman: Stay the fuck away, dude.
  • Security: Leave now. We're calling the police.
  • Cameraman: You're a fake fucking cop! Don't touch me!
  • Co-Host: We were all born with no purpose! Live fast! Die Fast!
  • Co-Host rides her skateboard into a display.
  • Host: Holy fucking shit!
  • Recording cuts to Host outside interviewing a Target employee.
  • Host: How do you like your job?
  • Employee: It's a job.
  • Host: Do you get paid well?
  • Employee: Hell no. Why does she have that mask on?
  • Host: Ever wish you could do something else?
  • Employee: What is this for? Is this gonna be on TV or something.
  • Host: It's a student project.
  • Employee: Alright.
  • Host: You know, your security guy is kind of an asshole.
  • Employee: I don't know anything about him. I just work the registers.
  • Host: You know I got an arm on my ass?
  • Employee: What?
  • Recording cuts to young child speaking to Co-Host.
  • Child: Why are you wearing that mask?
  • Co-Host: Because I have to.
  • Child: You don't have to.
  • Co-Host: I do.
  • Child: Can I wear it?
  • Co-Host: No.
  • Child: What happens if you take off the mask?
  • Co-Host: I'm allergic to air, so I'll die.
  • Child: I think you should take it off anyway.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host in line at a fast food restaurant.
  • Cashier: What can I get for you today?
  • Host: I'd like one McKiss please.
  • Cashier: Excuse me? A McKiss?
  • Host: Yes.
  • Cashier: Uhh, that's not something we have on our menu.
  • Host: Seriously? Let me show you.
  • Host embraces Co-Host who removes her mask. Host and Co-Host proceed to kiss passionately. Camera zooms in on cashier who looks confused.
  • Recording cuts to a plain white room. Camera turns to a door opening into a hallway. Co-Host shambles past door. Camera follows behind her. Co-Host walks up to a CRT television at the end of the hallway. CRT television only displays static. Co-Host kneels in front of the television and rubs her hand across the monitor, spreading blood across it.
  • Recording cuts to half an episode of the Flintstones. Any scenes indicating strife, negative emotions, or violence have been censored. Episode lasts ten minutes.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host standing in front of a chained door. Co-Host is carrying a large strapping cutter.
  • Host: This is going to be a first in Retail Hell history. I call it, Retail Hell: Deep Cover. We're gonna sneak inside. We might see some fucked up shit. I don't know. We're definitely gonna break some stuff. Hel, you got this.
  • Co-Host attempts to cut the chains with the strapping cutter.
  • Co-Host: This is impossible.
  • Host: Put all your weight into it.
  • Co-Host: I am.
  • Host: No, like all your weight.
  • Co-Host: I don't weigh that much.
  • Cameraman: I don't think that's the right tool.
  • Host: You're not doing it right. Let me show you.
  • Host now attempts to cut the chains.
  • Host: Fuck, this is harder than it looks.
  • Cameraman: Do you guys even hear me? I'm 90% sure that's not what they use to cut chains.
  • Recording cuts to Cameraman smoking alone in a bedroom. Unknown female enters the shot and the footage ends.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host within the backroom of a retail chain, presumably Target. Host is snapping a bolt cutter in front of the camera.
  • Host: These are the scissors of the gods!
  • Cameraman: Please be careful with those.
  • Host: This is it. This is the belly of the beast. This is the womb of capitalism... maybe not the womb, but this is where all the shit you buy goes before they put it outside on display.
  • Host picks up a box and drops it on the ground. The sound of glass breaking is heard.
  • Host: No fucking clue what was inside of that.
  • Recording cuts to Co-Host climbing backroom shelving.
  • Host: You won't do it.
  • Cameraman: This is a really stupid fucking idea.
  • Co-Host does a backflip off of the shelving and into a stack of boxes. Recording freezes before impact.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host exploring store. Store is partially dark. Camera's flashlight is on.
  • Cameraman: Why does it smell like wires burning in here?
  • Host lights a cigarette and begins to smoke it.
  • Host: Did you get me lighting that? Looked badass as fuck, I bet.
  • Cameraman: There's nothing cool about lighting a cigarette.
  • Host: Whatever. Gonna do, like, a soliloquy. Don't stop recording.
  • Cameraman: I'm not stopping any time soon, Ms. Director.
  • Host: Okay, uhh... this store is like a fortress of exploitation. A monument to fruitless capitalism where underpaid workers are treated like shit by corporate suits and customers alike. It's... uhh... fuck.
  • Cameraman: Can't think of anything deep to say?
  • Host: Chev made it look so easy in his episode. Like, he said some real profound shit and dropped the best skate video I've ever seen at the end.
  • Cameraman: You can talk about having an arm on your ass again. That was the high point of this video so far.
  • Host: Fuck you.
  • Host blows smoke into the camera.
  • Host: Where the hell did Hel go?
  • Cameraman: I don't know.
  • Host: Like, when was the last time we even saw her?
  • Cameraman: Don't remember.
  • [NOTE]: Co-Host is seen standing next to Host throughout this entire section of the recording.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host standing in front of a PA speaker that is leaking a clear, viscous fluid. The PA speaker emits sounds that resemble gurgling and coughing.
  • Host: Don't even know what to say about this shit. Sounds like my granddad dying or something. It's leaking. There's like a flood of this gross ass goo on the floor. It's like drool.
  • Cameraman: Touch it.
  • Host: I'm not touching that stuff. I don't touch shit if I think I'll regret it later.
  • Cameraman: You touched Lenny's dick.
  • Host: Fuck you.
  • PA speaker emits a loud screeching sound and wads of liquid shoot from it.
  • Host: The fuck?
  • Cameraman: Jesus Christ!
  • Clumps of a yellow, semi-solid substance begins to drip from the speaker. Co-Host removes her gas mask and plants herself face first against the wall under the speaker. Co-Host allows herself to be covered in the liquid and the yellow substance.
  • Host: This is the weirdest shit I've ever seen. Get up close, man. Look at this stuff.
  • Cameraman moves closer and zooms in on the substance in Co-Host's hair. Substance seems to be crawling and pulsating. Host, and Cameraman don't seem to perceive the presence of Co-Host. Co-Host rubs the yellow substance into her hair.
  • Recording cuts to blank footage. Audio is still available. Host and Cameraman are heard speaking. Sounds of other individuals are present, as well as the sound of fire crackling.
  • Cameraman: And it's completely fucked!
  • Host: So is he still dating her?
  • Cameraman: Yes, of course. Like, he's fucking desperate. He'll date any girl who gives him attention. It doesn't matter if she acts like a fucking werewolf. He's hopeless, and I'm tired of helping him.
  • Host: I feel you, though. Like, dude, even if this wasn't like his 90th time being in some shit I wouldn't help him. Dude blamed that fucked up shit on someone's dog. They're probably gonna put it down. That's fucked. That's an innocent animal. That's someone's family as far as I'm concerned. Fuck him. You gonna tell the cops or something?
  • Cameraman: Nah. I'm hoping his girlfriend just butchers him like she did that to that cat. For real, though. I don't mess with cops or feds.
  • Host: I feel you.
  • [NOTE]: □□□□□□□
  • Recording cuts to Cameraman sitting at a desk in a plain white room. Cameraman seems be unconscious, and is drooling onto his clothes. A purple carpet like substance is growing from his face. A plastic arm appears from out of the view of the camera and taps the Cameraman until he awakens. The Cameraman proceeds to vomit clumps of wires and coiled metal. Cameraman speaks, but his voice is dubbed over by a woman's voice with a slight southern accent. Cameraman seems to fade in and out of consciousness for the duration of the footage. Cameraman occasionally drools blood from his mouth.
  • Cameraman: Hello, my name is Mark. I'm a kid just like you. I love to play outside, I love learning and growing bigger everyday, but most of all I love my mommy. I like to paint. Watch me paint.
  • Plastic arms appears from out of the view of the camera, one with a green Sharpie brand marker and the other with a piece of paper. The piece of paper is placed onto the desk, and the plastic arm draws on it. Once the drawing is finished, the plastic arm lifts the paper and shows it to the camera. Drawing consists of green scribbles.
  • Cameraman: These are the big green hills where I live. Where do you live?
  • Recording is silent for thirty seconds, Cameraman seems to continue speaking however. Cameraman falls from his chair.
  • Cameraman: That sounds fun. I wish I lived there too. I like the snow. Let me show you what the big green hills look like after it snows.
  • The plastic arm moves off screen and returns with a bottle of milk which it pours onto the drawing. The hand shows the soaked drawing to the camera.
  • Cameraman: This is what the big green hills look like after it snows. Aren't they pretty? I like the snow, so I make sure to bring it with me wherever I go. Maybe, one day I will come to your town.
  • Recording cuts to the previous footage of the conflict with the security guard. Footage is dubbed over by a woman's voice with a slight southern accent. The dubber does differentiate the voices of subjects. The Host speaks in a higher pitched "girly" voice, the security guard speaks in a deeper voice, and the Cameraman speaks in the dubber's plain voice.
  • Security: I like your Camera. Let me see it.
  • Cameraman: You must ask before you can play with my camera.
  • Security: Can I play with your camera?
  • Host: Mark, please let our new friend play with your camera.
  • Cameraman: I shan't let him play with my camera. I am a bad boy, and I don't like to share.
  • Security: I'm telling my mommy and you will be in bad trouble.
  • Cameraman: Don't fucking touch me... I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I said a bad word.
  • Recording freezes once Co-Host enters the shot.
  • Recording cuts to blank footage. Audio is still available. Co-Host is heard being interrogated by an unknown individual who will be referred to as Unknown. Unknown either uses a speech synthesizer to speak or a has a natural speaking voice that sounds similar to a speech synthesizer.
  • Unknown: Why? Why? You lie.
  • Co-Host: Please, let me go.
  • Unknown: You breathe. Why lie?
  • Co-Host: Please.
  • Unknown: No. No. You lie.
  • Co-Host: I don't know what you're talking about. Please. I'm so sorry. I just want to go home.
  • Unknown: You lie. Him. You breathe. No mask. You breathe.
  • Co-Host begins to sob.
  • Unknown: Why cry? No cry. You bad. You wrong. Lie. Lie. Why lie? Why lie when breathe? No mask. No. No. You lie. Lie to boy. No.
  • Unknown's voice morphs into that of the child spoken to earlier in the recording.
  • Unknown: Why did you lie to him, bad girl. You're a big liar. You're a bad girl. Mommy's upset.
  • Recording cuts to footage of Cameraman engaging in sexual intercourse with an unknown female. Audio has been dubbed over by Unknown who repeats the statements, "no", "bad", and "don't look" throughout the entire thirty minutes of footage.
  • Recording cuts to footage of Host and Cameraman in conflict with an unknown entity. Recording has been dubbed over and replaced by dialogue spoken by a woman's voice with a slight southern accent. Unknown entity is humanoid in shape with a balloon-like head, a neon green plastic-like substance dangling from its head, and hot pink skin. Aside from large eyes drawn in "Anime" style on its face, it lacks any facial features. The entity wears a purple dress.
  • Host: Look, it's mommy.
  • Host is covered in blood and wielding an ax. Panicked, she points at the entity which is quickly pushing a shopping car full of toys towards the her and the Cameraman. Host jumps out of the way. Cameraman attempts to jump out of the way, but is hit by the shopping cart. The camera is dropped, but the unknown entity can be seen climbing on top of the Cameraman and sticking its arm into his mouth.
  • Cameraman: No, not my favorite camera. If I would have shared it this would have never happened. Now mommy is angry at me.
  • Host: Don't worry, Mark. I will save you.
  • Host hits the entity several times on its back with the ax. The entity bleeds a yellow and pink substance. Camerman crawls from under the entity, gets up, and stomps the entity's head.
  • Host: Ouch, hurting mommy hurts me.
  • Cameraman: Owie, it hurts me too!
  • Host: I think we both learned today not to hurt mommy. Hurting her hurts me more than it does her.
  • Cameraman: I don't know what that means, but I agree.
  • Host and Cameraman continue to attack the entity for the duration of the footage.
  • Recording cuts to footage of Host lying face down on the floor of a plain white room. A mannequin wearing the Co-Host's gas mask stands beside her. Bolt cutters are jammed into the mannequin's torso. An episode of the Flintstones can be heard playing in the background. Host raises her head to the camera. Her face is similar to the unknown entity's. Her head pops off and floats to the ceiling like a balloon.
  • Recording cuts to footage of a bonfire party. Host, Co-Host, and Cameraman are present and take part in different activities. A large number of unknown individuals are present as well. Audio of footage has been dubbed over by a woman's voice with a slight southern accent. Audio is significantly distorted. It is impossible to make out any words spoken.
  • [NOTE]: Co-Host does not have her gas mask in this footage.
  • [NOTE]: Audio is perfectly audible. It's just that mommy is speaking directly to me and you're not allowed to hear her.
  • Recording cuts to Co-Host stabbing the palm of her hand repeatedly with a butcher knife. Footage is in night vision and is taken in a wooded area.
  • Cameraman: You're a real fucking freak.
  • Co-Host: I know.
  • Recording cuts to Host and Co-Host sitting next to each other as they watch a bonfire burn.
  • Host: Hel, I love you.
  • It begins to snow heavily. Recording ends.
  • Recording was discovered by a user named, FriendlyHelper000, who posted a thread on the Runescape forums entitled, "This Is Why Liberalism Has Failed", which included links to the recording. Thread was quickly deleted and the user was banned. The publisher of the magazine which Retail Hell was distributed alongside claims to have no knowledge of the individuals in the recording.
  • Thank you for reading.

slightly-fixated  asked:

Okay you are a Murderino too so maybe you'll get this but Bucky, Nat, Sam and Steve as podcasters. (With special Podcast mascot FUBAR, of course!) Show theme? Who would be which personality? Who'd come up with the theme song, who'd be the fact-stickler, etc. GO.


I LOVE podcasts where the hosts tell each other stories, rather than straight up co-presenting to the audience. It’s a super engaging format, imho. (Ex: On “My Favorite Murder,” Karen and Georgia each tell the other about a different murder every week and the person who didn’t research that murder reacts. On “Last Podcast on the Left,” Marcus does the research, Henry kinda does research, Ben reacts.)

So I think the Barbershop Quartet’s podcast would basically be Nat and Sam catching Steve and Buck up on miscellaneous 21st century shit.

They all four arrive at this theme organically bc it’s how a ton of their day-to-day convos go. (I mean Sam and Steve’s first conversation is how Steve should look up Marvin Gaye!)

It kind of ends up being a generalist “cool info” podcast like ”Stuff You Should Know” (but with the story-telling-to-the-cohost format rather than the co-presenter thing Josh and Chuck do), covering a huge freaking range of topics:

Steve: Hey can someone please explain what the fuck happened to bananas and why they all taste weird now?

Sam: Okay, so there’s the Gros Michel banana and the Cavendish banana…

Bucky: What the hell are Pokemons and why are people yelling about them?

Nat: Alright, first, did anyone ever explain Game Boys to you guys? Because we’ve got some background to go over…

Steve: Wait are you fucking telling me that there are people who don’t want vaccines????

Sam: Hooboy okay strap in, let’s talk about Andrew Wakefield…


It also leads to Steve and, to an extent, Bucky and Nat, talking about what life was like in the early 20th century. It’s actually really therapeutic for all of them. Talking it all out even helps Buck a little with his memory! And their first person accounts from those decades is super popular with the listeners!

Sam probably comes up with the opening music for the show because any idea coming from Nat, Steve or Buck would turn out to be unusable. Sam is the only one with Normal Person Taste because the other three are just weird fucking people. Nat is aloof and like “I don’t care what sounds appealing to other people it’s our podcast and they can listen if they want and if not, I don’t fucking careee” and Steve is like “why does our conversation need a themesong what” and Bucky is all “I like that song Throw Ya Gunz let’s use that” and Sam is like “NO WHY ARE YOU GUYS LIKE THIS” and then Sam makes his own cover of “My Generation” by The Who because of course Sam is musical and that’s their themesong WOOOOO  

VISION IS THEIR ENGINEER AND HE IS THE FACT-STICKLER. Sam and Nat are super smart people so usually they get most things right but if they get literally ANYTHING wrong Vision will phase through the wall of the producer’s booth to interject and Samnat are like COME ON MAN because it’ll be over tiny things like eight times an episode!


Closed Tamakyo RP


Kyoya Ootori was finally free. After graduating from Ouran Academy beside his friends with top marks, he was free to go where and do what he wanted. His father couldn’t hold him down anymore, beat him, or hold the failure he thought he was over his head. Kyoya Ootori was happy.

He wouldn’t have gotten through it if it hadn’t have been for fhe Host Club and Tamaki Suoh. After two and a half years of knowing each other, remaining friends and co-runners of the Host Club, and secretly wishing one would notice the other, in a blind rage of passion after a particularly hard day at home, Kyoya had snapped. He told Tamaki and the entire Host Club what his father felt was the biggest shame for his family. Kyoya liked men. Always had, since he was young. But also firmly believed himself for the longest time to be asexual and aromantic because he thought he’d never be able to find love while under his father’s roof. So he blocked out the wsnt for human connection. But Tamaki had proved him wrong.

When there was only a few months left in the semester, it hit Kyoya that he wouldn’t have to follow his father’s rules anymore. He was the third son, he had no claim to anything in the family, who cared of he wasn’t a part of it. He wouldn’t inherit his father’s business, he could still visit his mother and sister. So with three months left until freedom, Kyoya told Tamaki how he’d felt about him for years. He cried. Actually cried, and was happy he and Tamaki were in private at Tamaki’s home instead of his own.

Taking off His glasses and wiping away the foolish tears like a small boy, he didn’t expect the sudden rush of lips against his. And it had begun.

And now he was free. And the uncertainty of where his life would go didn’t care him anymore. It excited him.