OHHH YUUUH IK THATS RIGHT

🍕🍯Honey and guy angst 🍯🍕

There are a few outcomes a child with shitty parents can take, the quiet route or the loud route.

Guy took the loud route, his mother had always neglected him and his dad was never around enough, and when he was it was normally for about a day

Guy was promised all these great things from a man who couldnt even string together a sentance around his own son, Guy was practically self-sufficient by the time he was 7.

He was from a big family, he had to adapt, his parents populated like rabbits as he joked. His friends never found it funny but it was his way to cope.

His older sister moved out when she was 16, his older brother went off to the military to escape the house, and then it was just him and his sister

He did everything to try to keep her happy, but eventually, he had to move out for university…

Honey sometimes wishes they were neglected, sometimes wished their father wasn't around

Honey's family was abusive. They won't deny that, they used to, and they tried to anyway, they didn't have many people inquiring about the bruises along their back in the sports changing room, or people asking why they had always had long sleeves

When their father tried to slit their throat no one questioned them for missing for a week, or why they wore a black choker to school to hide the scar

Their mother was more the emotional abuser than their father, they called every day when they went to university. Every. Damn. Day.

Honey's parents didn’t really care, they just wanted to keep tabs on Honey.

Guy had a hard time cracking Honey, he couldn't talk to Kayla, she was too mean, she made small comments about how Honey, that god that lived in the same door as him, looked, which ticked him off.

He didn't have any respect for bullies.

Honey stayed in their room for about the first three months, occasionally peaking out when Guy would bring home pizza, guy always offered, and he always shared food

Eventually, Honey warmed up and Guy talked to them more.

One day, after spring break, Honey came home, and all the progress was lost, they wouldn't talk to guy, until Guy came home one day while Honey was showering guy came back, exhausted from work

He saw Honey, a towel wrapped around their waist, bruises… everywhere…

Guy immediately stood up, comforting them, clearly terrified that they got into a fight

Honey broke down. They will NEVER admit it, but they did, guy let Honey get dressed and they both just sat on the sofa, venting.

Honey knew that was when they loved the Guy

Guy already knew that they loved Honey.

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I dunno if this is a personal thing that happens whenever I’m listening to audios in general—but like..whenever the kissing starts I feel like I’m third wheeling. Because the listeners in my head are like completely separate from myself so I kinda just sit there like “…good for you guys…I’m just watching from over here. You go do that.”

I dunno it makes it funny when I feel like I’m interrupting something…like y’all want me to leave or nah 😭 Am I intruding on the moment

Ace's dream is so sweet, it's so straight forwardly fanservice that I didn't expect any of it. Heartslabyul, including Ramshackle, are on vacation, visiting the same island they were sent to in the Stitch event. He had a few voicelines and quips about taking you and Deuce on vacation, and his dream, fulfilled by Malleus, sees it come to.

The real meat of his dream is that the prefect was able to go home and come back, traveling between both worlds. It implies that he thinks about it much more than he lets on. This moment draws parallels to a line from Malleus before he overblots, asking the prefect that if there was a way to go home, but still return to Twisted Wonderland, would they take it? Ace thinks about it as well. Would you come back to him if you could?

i think about this too often 🥲

Porter & Bright Eyes Thoughts

I thought about this just before I went to sleep and I didn't forget about it when I woke up so I guess I need to write what I'm thinking down

When he'd heard that in 3 short years, the clan had gained three new vampires he wouldn't say he wasn't shocked. It wasn't like William to be rash with turnings but learning that it was Vincent and Sam, and subsequently Sam's new progeny that were the makers? He was intrigued.

Meeting Frederick was a boring affair to Porter, honestly. He was the exact kind of man he could see Samuel turning, bleeding heart that he had... and then there was Bright Eyes. Taciturn, stubborn, difficult Bright Eyes.

Their maker was a freshly turned newborn, they were easily the weakest vampire in the clan. And you'd never know it by looking at them. The turning did nothing to dull a defiant brightness that burned in their irises, in the sharp roll of their eyes. This was someone who would do well as a vampire, provided their clan was giving them the room they needed to be themselves.

And they weren't.

Bright was under constant scrutiny. They were blamed for their death and Frederick's as if they ever could have known what was hiding under Dahlia's facade of normalcy. It was as if they could do nothing right, even three years into their turning.

Porter had no interest in playing as their maker, in being any kind of older brother figure to one of the newest additions to the Solaires. They were out of the bloodlust, they'd been taught the rules and how to behave. It really was only a matter of time until they were fully independent and wouldn't need the intervention of more experienced vampires.

That didn't stop Porter from weaponizing Samuel's clearly bad relationship with his progeny to get under his skin. He'd called Sam a deadbeat dad more than once, even in front of Frederick or any of the other Solaires. He'd grinned and said that even Alexis was shown more grace than Bright.

He tried to ignore that there was a wave of actual anger behind his barbs.

Porter was many things but if anyone tried to call him stupid he would laugh in their face. He saw the forest for the trees, as it were. Bright had become a scapegoat to the Solaires, to Sam. It was easy to blame them because it was their choices that put them in the path of Quinn. And they died for it. Shouldn't that have been punishment enough?

It agitated a familiar sting when he saw the way Bright lingered on the outskirts of their family. William was trying his best with Bright but clearly, there was some bias there... burned by trusting Adam, no doubt. Their relationship with their friend Frederick was fraught. Sam had burned that bridge before he even had a chance to meet Bright in the middle.

By the time he'd returned to Dahlia, the newborns were weaned off of Sam. They'd learned enough to be independent and only need occasional guidance... so Bright had moved as far away from the Solaires as they could while still being in Dahlia... just in the opposite direction of Sam. The lines in the sand had been drawn long before he'd returned home.

Something about the way Bright seemed to hate their new life bothered him but not in the way Vincent had. He had more perspective on Vincent now and maybe that's what was getting under his skin.

Sam was turned when he explicitly asked not to be. That was bad. Vincent was turned when he wasn't able to give consent. That was bad. Bright Eyes was turned when they weren't able to give consent. That was their fault?

Being shortsighted and dangerously stubborn clearly wasn't as much of an issue to their favorite cowboy as Sam liked to pretend it was. Porter learned that quickly when he met Sam's partner... so the wolf was worthy of kindness but the newborn was not. The double standard grated on him.

Bright truly had no one in their corner in the Solaire clan... and before he knew it, he'd stepped up.

It started easily enough. Bright had some pent-up aggression to work out, the kind that Sam would tell them to just bottle up and be quiet. Not Porter. He'd take them out in the forest and they'd spar. He'd let them be as vicious as they needed to be until their tense muscles loosened.

If Alexis or even Sam were making their "harmless" little comments, he'd slide up beside them and show them what true vitriol looked like. He was Wiliam's vampiric hitman, not a young vampire's bodyguard. And yet. And yet seeing any bit of shit being thrown Bright's way pissed him off beyond belief.

Bright could talk about that night to someone who they knew wouldn't judge them. They could talk about their guilt, their frustration, all of it, to someone and know that their abrasiveness wouldn't turn it into an argument. He just listened.

Porter was teaching them the things that Sam wouldn't. They were learning how to love themselves in this new life. Things were different and maybe some of their relationships would never be the same again but they were a Solaire. That name held power and that power would allow them to have fun again.

By virtue of being a Solaire, they had access to quite a bit of money and Porter was willing to show them all the fun ways they could spend it. It wasn't really Bright's thing as much as breaking into abandoned places was but it was nice to get back at the Solaires a little bit, even financially.

(As if William didn't know and didn't have more money than they could ever spend.)

Being under Porter's wing was really bringing life back into Bright. They were happy again, even if it wasn't all the time. They didn't spend as much time alone, they weren't getting into arguments as much because they were spending less and less time around Sam and the others. Frederick was watching the wonderful side of his friend come back, even though it was from a distance.

Instead, they were spending time with Porter and learning what being a vampire was like through his eyes and not Sam's and they found the immortality they faced to be a lot more entertaining.

Porter knew enough about being the outcast to empathize with them. He was well aware of how strong they were and how hard it was for them to hold their tongue for the sake of "peace." So he didn't ask them to. They could be themselves, unapologetically. The clan would handle the fallout whether they like it or not, the same way they did for him.

He would never have imagined himself as a role model for anyone but after meeting Bright Eyes, he couldn't imagine anyone other than him fitting that role for his vampiric sibling. He shuddered at the idea of someone as fiery as Bright trying to model themselves after Vincent.

Im so emotional over the fact that Yuu doesn’t even exist in all the other student’s dreams but Ace’s dream is centered around them. Ace cares so much about his friends what if I sobbed. Ace i know what you are.

sam collins needs to hit that griddy so he can aura maxx on the opps ☝️😎🔥

skibidi

i don''t know what the hell that is, and i don't think i want to.

OH OOPS HOLD ON

HELLLOOO

SO ME AND MY FRIENDS WE JUST HAD A GIANT ROLEPLAY EVENT IN OUR SERVER FOR CHRISTMAS (it was basically the inversion. AND WE’RE STILL IN THE MIDDLE?? KINDA SCARED TO FIND OUT WHAT’S HAPPENING AT THE END…

But, I wanted to share some memes and screenshots from the event!

This shit was crazy/pos

I’m so scared but also so excited to find out what’s happening on Sunday

AND MY PEOPLE WHO WERE THERE

@indigo-greer-collins

@vind3miat0r

@nevaroonie

@wuegh

@zimix-whispers

@h0ney-dames

@totheak47

@achildofapollo

THANK YOU DAMES VINN AND ARK FOR PUTTING ALL THIS HARD WORK INTO THE EVENT

I LOVED IT:3

(Also Fern, I could not find your blog I’m sorry 😔 BUT HIII!!)

WHO ALLOWED YOU TO BE THIS CUTE, HMM??????

WHO THE FUCKFSGWKERJGTHOJTZIIZ

COME OVER HERE AND LET ME COVER THAT ADORABLE LITTLE FACE OF YOURS WITH SMOOCHES💋💋💋💘💘💘💘💘💘

AND... THE EARS..... ON FULL DISPLAY....

I'M GOING TO FUCKING COMBUST

Darlin’ : “I’m so hungry I could eat Gabriel Shaw.”

David :

OHHHH MY GOFD IMS GINANSS EORSAAAAAFSJAA

Gavin ^u^