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Monopoly?? more like top 10 anime fights and top 10 anime betrayals am I right

apolg,, i put a filter because my lighting was the ugliest most confusing thing alive

I literally did this in twenty minutes on the inner back page of my sketchbook I’m crying it’s so messy

- ❤️, Mod Tac 

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Happ Borth Mica 2018 Part 4

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

"...and once a sunfish just glided straight into a ship and demolished it!" Michael rambled, gesturing excitedly. "R.I.P ship," Jeremy said solemnly. "And all hail our new overlord the sunfish." "Nah dude, if any animal would be our overlord it'd be octopi," Michael replied, then frowned. "Octopi? Octopods?" "Octopuses," Jeremy suggested. "Man, who even knows," Michael laughed. As they approached the door to their shop, he dug in his hoodie pocket. "Hey, did you bring your keys?" "No, I thought you did."

The two stared at each other, then at the unmoving glass door. Jeremy's thoughts raced, scrambling for a solution. "Okay, uh, Michael!" he yelled. "Yes!" Michael yelled back. "Close your eyes!" "Why!" "Just do it!" "Uh! Okay!" Jeremy texted the group frantically. player2: OPEN THE DOOR WE DIDNT BRING OUR KEYS bemyvalentine: dumb aceinplays: what abt michael player2: eyes closed hurry Michael tilted his head. "Uh, Jer? How is me closing my eyes gonna help get our door open?" "Shh, don't question it," he shushed. Christine's figure appeared in the darkness of the closed shop, the keys she'd borrowed from Jeremy already in hand. She grinned nervously at Jeremy, unlocking the padlock with a deft twist of her hand. "Okay Mica, keep your eyes closed," Jeremy took Michael's hands in his, gently guiding him through the door and up the stairs to their apartment. Michael's nose scrunched up, feet stumbling along. "Is it just me or do I hear another set of footsteps?" he asked, gripping Jeremy's hands tighter. "Eh," the latter replied distractedly. "That's not an answer," Michael deadpanned. "Okay! We're here," Jeremy chirped. Christine opened the door, and not quite in unison, five different voices yelled, "Happy belated birthday Michael!" Michael opened his eyes to Brooke, Chloe, Rich, Jake and Jenna standing around an almost absurdly elaborate cake. He laughed, surprised. "Thanks guys," he grinned, looking around at the apartment decked out in cheery and tasteful decor. "Whose idea was this?" "Christine's, mostly," Jeremy admitted. "But everyone chipped in to help." "I baked the cake," Jake volunteered. "I can tell," Michael snorted. "But thank you. All of you." Christine squealed, tackling him with a hug. Michael stumbled back, letting out a quiet "oof". Stifling a laugh, Jeremy caught him, bracing his weight. "Alright, alright, enough with this sappy stuff," Chloe cut in. "We brought presents!" And no one saw the ghost behind the door.

- ❤️, mod Tac 

(fic creds mod Effie)

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Happ Borth Mica Part 1

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

#nochill

(March 10 2018) (12.45pm) player1: good morning i smell pancakes bemyvalentine: it's actually noon player2: the essential saturday breakfast food player2: and also toast bc it's abt to expire player1: @bemyvalentine shh bakingpan: why were u guys awake at 3am broke&lohst: ^ theyseemerolan: bc some of us don't have our life together player2: @theyseemerolan what a moof player1: moof bemyvalentine: moof bi-tterthanyou: moof bakingpan: moof player2: s t o p broke&lohst: press f to pay respects aceinplays: u mean press moof to pay respects player2: i've been betrayed by my only ally aceinplays: sorry i couldnt resist player1: hey jer why do i smell something burning player2: CRAP THE BREAD theyseemerolan: y'all are literally bakers how bakingpan: dont overestimate us bemyvalentine: having stayed over at his house several times i can confirm bi-tterthanyou: maybe he got distracted ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) aceinplays: ಠ_ಠ aceinplays: man i wish we could hang out today :( theyseemerolan: same ;( broke&lohst: ( ͡°_ʖ ͡°) bemyvalentine: first of all how and secondly why broke&lohst: who knows bakingpan: hey guys does the cake look ok bakingpan: SHIT WRONG CHAT ABORT ABORT ABORT aceinplays: ALSKFJGJS JAKE bemyvalentine: JAKE I'M GOING TO PERSONALLY MURDER YOU broke&lohst: oh wow she must be really pissed, usually she gets someone else to do it

can i get uhh boneless cake

(1.00pm) bi-tterthanyou: how did u even send it to the wrong chat?? bi-tterthanyou: the gc names are so diff??? bakingpan: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ aceinplays: i cant believe jake's last words are gonna be a shrug emoji bemyvalentine: i can aceinplays: text or words idk theyseemerolan: up ur texting game jake i've never sent a text to the wrong gc ha player2: calm down guys i took his phone and deleted the msgs player2: he'll never know aceinplays: oh phew bi-tterthanyou: and so jake lives to see another day theyseemerolan: for better or for worse bemyvalentine: probably worse bakingpan: oof bakingpan: but really bakingpan: how's the cake #nochill (1.15pm) player1: good news the apartment isnt on fire player2: bad news we're out of bread aceinplays: make some? player1: but i wanna eat noww :((( aceinplays: go buy smth?? player1: too lazy player2: too lazy bemyvalentine: then i guess u die

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hello hello, it's me again!! merry chrisler (rip vine 5ever in our hearts) y'all who celebrate it!!!! happy holidays, stay safe and healthy! -Tac💕

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Happ Borth Mica 2018 Part 2

Prologue Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Private Chat: player1 and player2 (March 10 2018) (4:45pm) player1: jerrrr player1: where r uuu player2: behind you "Hello." Michael spun around and squeaked, jerking back.

Jeremy pressed his hands to his mouth, dissolving into laughter. Michael scowled, crossing his arms. "Yeah, yeah, go ahead and laugh," he muttered, a smile tugging unwillingly at his lips. Jeremy straightened up, mouth pulled into a lopsided smile. Michael's heart abruptly lurched at how the dim lighting and shifting lights of the arcade hit his face. Michael swallowed down the overwhelming affection suddenly rushing through. Not now, he told himself, heart aching. It's too soon. "Anyway," he cleared his throat. "Wanna go home? I'm kinda beat." "Uh, gimme a sec." Jeremy pulled his phone out of his pocket, squinting at the cracked screen. He was, technically, checking the time, but he was also discreetly texting the rest of the squad. can i get uhh boneless cake player2: are y'all ready?? michael wants to go home theyseemerolan: almost!! bemyvalentine: jake where the hell are you bakingpan: otw bakingpan: fufteen min theyseemerolan: are you driving bakingpan: msh r bemyvalentine: ?? Ok "Jeremy?" Michael raised an eyebrow. "Who are you texting?" Said person coughed awkwardly, hastily dashing off a text before stuffing his phone back into his pocket. player2: hurry "Yeah uh, let's go then," he grinned awkwardly. Michael squinted suspiciously at him. "You're hiding something, Jeremiah Heere," he declared. Jeremy shrugged, rocking back on his heels. He looked around, eyeing the games. "I mean, we've played everything here already," he gestured vaguely. Michael stared longer. Jeremy coughed more. Finally, Michael shrugged, taking Jeremy's hand. "Sure, come on. Apocalypse of the Damned?" Jeremy let out a silent sigh of relief even as his stomach flipped at the familiar feeling of Michael's hand in his. "Prepare to be demolished, Michael Mestanza-Mell," he smirked. Michael tossed back a cocky smirk of his own. "Oh yeah?" he challenged. "Last one to the entrance takes the broken controller!" "No!" Jeremy cried to Michael's retreating back. "Unfair!" he wailed, sprinting to follow him. bakingpan: crap there's a traffic jam

so sorry y'all this was supposed to be posted at 4.45 according to our country but I was at class!!

-❤, mod Tac

(fic creds to mod effie) :D

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hihihi!!! listen we’re so sorry this was supposed to be posted on the last day of Hanukkah but some stuff happened and it was never done. But to all those celebrating Hanukkah, I did my best researching the traditions so please please call me out if anything is inaccurate!! love y'all!! lineart creds: mod Effie (my app kept crashing so she helped me,, bless) -Tac💕

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I see that deh reference owo

thanks for the validation I was waiting for someone to bring it up ;))

-❤, Mod Tac

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hi i lov u guys 💕💕💕 especially you tac

[themods.exe has stopped working]oh golly gosh darn diddly hecc thank you sweetie!!!! existence validated I can die happy now :’>

-Mod Tac 💕