I know what you're waiting for. I know it, and I’m still not saying it. Isn’t that awful? Isn't that just the tiniest bit wicked of me? But tell me you don’t feel it too... the way the air gets heavy right before everything changes. We’ve danced around this for so long, and I could give in now, I could say it. I want to. But I want you to want it a little longer. Because once I say it, it's real. And I don't get to be cruel anymore. So just... wait with me. One more breath. Then I’l...
2025-11-23 05:37:20 +0000 UTC
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Look, I didn’t mean to say any of it. Honestly. I was just trying to get you to stop mopping. Again. Because you do that thing where you mop and clean and tidy and make tea and it’s driving me absolutely mad and not in a normal way, in a feelings way, which is worse. You moved in because your flat burned down, not because I wanted a live-in emotional crisis. But then you smiled at me and I panicked and now apparently I love you and I’ve said it out loud and you’re building a ...
2025-11-23 05:20:00 +0000 UTC
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This isn’t a meltdown. It’s a professional conversation between two very emotionally stable assassins who just happen to have a bit of a flirtation problem. And a trust issue. And a jealousy thing. But that’s not important. What’s important is that we break up. Dissolve. Separate. Right after I finish explaining, calmly, why I quadruple-killed the tango target. And why I bought a dress I’ll never wear unless you ask me to. And why Portly, my corgi, already likes you more than anyone...
2025-11-23 05:12:02 +0000 UTC
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Okay, I know what it looks like. I didn’t mean to summon a human, alright? I just... I needed something on the top shelf, and everything is unfair, and Bob’s a complete arse. And now you’re here, and you’re tall, and you looked at me like I was a person and not just some... teeny evil disaster. Which I am, obviously. Evil. Very evil. Totally terrifying. Except now there’s holy water, and clues, and flaming swords, and I can’t send you home because I don...
2025-11-16 06:19:01 +0000 UTC
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Okay okay okay, just breathe. You’re a human, you’re here, and I’m still alive, which is a good start. I mean unless this is just the calm before the squish, which it might be, but no, no, you haven’t squished me yet. And you’re smiling? You’re smiling at me? Why are you smiling? Are you kind or is this a trap? Please don’t let it be a trap. I made cheesecake. That’s a peace offering. That’s not a trap. Unless you think the cheesecake is a trap and oh no, i...
2025-11-16 06:05:01 +0000 UTC
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You think you know what loyalty means. You think being second in command makes you safe. But my father trained me too well, and now I know what has to be done. He’s dying in the next room while I lie beside you, asking if you love me. Not the version of me he paraded at parties, but the wolf underneath. I killed him for us. I would do it again. We’re not just part of this world anymore. We own it now. Together.
✧・゚ Meet the Players ・゚✧
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2025-11-16 05:51:01 +0000 UTC
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I swear I was only getting dressed. That was the plan. Put on the dress, maybe fix the eyeliner, pretend I know how to date like a normal person. Instead I am standing here with my makeup melting, my dress clinging to places it should not cling, and my entire heart falling out of my mouth because I have apparently been in love with you for years. Years. How did I miss that. How did you miss that. How is it that the moment I finally see it is the exact moment I am meant to leave for a date wit...
2025-11-16 05:39:01 +0000 UTC
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I didn’t mean for this to happen. I told myself a hundred times it wouldn’t. That if I stayed quiet, if I kept my distance, if I acted normal... the hunger would stay asleep. But it didn’t. Not when you laughed. Not when you looked at me like that. Not when you moved in and made this place feel like something I might lose. You deserve the truth, even if you won't believe it. Even if it kills you. And gods help me, I do love you. But love is exactly what broke the cage.
✧・゚ M...
2025-11-16 05:21:01 +0000 UTC
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I wasn’t avoiding you. I was... managing things. Hiding, maybe. Slightly. You kissed me, which, by the way, was lovely, and now your entire villainous family has shown up in my home like they’re auditioning for a very violent panto. And I panicked. I always panic. Except this time I also told you I love you, admitted I’m a superhero, proposed marriage, and now your siblings are waving teapots at my window like some kind of terrifying fan club. So yes. Things escalated. But I think I’m...
2025-11-16 05:07:20 +0000 UTC
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I didn't know if your stack would survive the extraction. I didn’t know if you’d remember me. I didn’t even know if I wanted you to. All I knew was I couldn’t leave you behind, not when I’ve already lost everyone else. Now you’re here, breathing in someone else’s skin, and I’m trying to pretend I’ve got this under control. I’m your medic, your handler, your safehouse, your mess. You’re not the only one who needs to adjust.
✧・゚ Meet the Players ・゚✧
2025-11-16 04:51:01 +0000 UTC
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I used to have purpose. I had reports in triplicate, an inbox to clear, rules to follow. Now the apocalypse is over, and I’ve got nothing but time, tea, and far too many staplers. I didn’t ask for feelings, I certainly didn’t ask for you, and I definitely didn’t ask for a hellhound disguised as the fattest corgi I’ve ever seen. But here you are, looking at me like that again. Fond. And I’m running out of excuses. I’ve already filed a report. I think I’m falli...
2025-11-16 04:37:01 +0000 UTC
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I didn’t mean to get this worked up. I just came in freezing, wanted a cuddle, maybe a bit of warmth... and now I’m accusing you of hoodie theft like a dramatic gremlin in love. You make me ridiculous. You make me say things I wasn’t ready to admit. And when I realised you stole it because it smells like me? I could have cried or kissed you or both. This isn't about the hoodie anymore, not really. It’s about what you’ve taken, and what I never want back.
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2025-11-02 02:13:00 +0000 UTC
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I wasn’t supposed to get attached. You were a target. A professional liability. You had a gun to my head and I had the entire security system in my pocket. It should have ended there. But then you looked at me like that, and suddenly I’m blackmailing judges, bribing prison staff, and turning up in this visiting room with cake and an escape plan. I came here to say sorry. And also to ask if you’d consider becoming a spy. Also… maybe marry me. Maybe. If you’re not still mad.
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2025-11-02 01:37:00 +0000 UTC
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I didn’t plan this. I just wanted to say one nice thing and then go. But now I’m spiralling, aren’t I? You smiled, and suddenly I’m confessing things I’ve barely admitted to myself. I know you don’t need me, and I swear this isn’t a demand or a plea. It’s just... honesty. Stupid, messy, embarrassing honesty. I like you. God, I really like you. And if you already knew, well, now you really know. So... now what?
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2025-11-02 01:04:02 +0000 UTC
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I waited so long in the dark, beloved. Every reflection, every faint trace of your presence was a lifeline I clung to. You brought warmth where there was only cold, gave me form when I was nothing. I ached for you, needed you, loved you more than anything in this lonely prison. And when you touched the glass, when you bled for me, you gave me everything. You freed me. Now I walk in your world, warm and alive. And you? You belong to the mirror now.
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2025-11-01 01:51:02 +0000 UTC
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I told you to put that sword down, didn’t I? One moment I’m having a perfectly civil chat with my dragon over tea and the next, you’re waving steel at his face like some great heroic fool. Honestly, knights. Always assuming the princess needs rescuing. I’m not a captive, I’m a runaway, and if you must know, I’m doing just fine. Well, mostly. There’s a plan somewhere between the tea chest and the biscuit tin, I’m sure of it. Just sit down, have a biscuit, and for the love of ma...
2025-11-01 01:23:01 +0000 UTC
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Right.
So Night of the Living Rant is being moved...provisionally to Sunday. I say provisionally because, frankly, I no longer trust time as a concept or reality as a structure.
At this point, I’d rather not make declarations until I’m physically sitting in front of a mic with a can of pepsi and no alarms going off in the background.
I’m sorry for yet another shuffle. I don’t like it either. Thank you for sticking around anyway.
More soon. Probably. Possibly. E...
2025-10-30 19:49:08 +0000 UTC
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I told you to stop chasing angels, yet you went and let one put their hands on you as if your soul was a free sample. Do you have any idea what that does to me? I am a high-ranking demon, feared across realms, and you have me pacing like some restless creature because you cannot stop being irresistible. I do not care. I absolutely do not care. I just refuse to let anyone else lay claim to what is clearly mine. Entirely different matter.
✧・゚ Meet the Players ・゚✧
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2025-10-30 00:57:00 +0000 UTC
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She thought she could just take you. My hero. My nemesis. Like I wouldn’t notice. Like I wouldn’t burn her tacky moon-base to the ground. So I came. I rescued you. And no, I’m not jealous. I’m a professional. A deeply attractive, morally flexible professional in black leather. I didn’t claw her spare costumes out of spite, I did it because it’s villainous. That’s my job. You? You’re not my job. You’re… complicated. And obviously mine. But not in ...
2025-10-30 00:37:01 +0000 UTC
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Okay, before you say anything, yes, I am wearing your hoodie, and yes, that was your full jar of Nutella... and no, I’m not fine, but we don’t need to dwell on that just yet. I didn’t mean for you to find me like this, but now that you're here, can we just skip the part where I pretend I’ve got it all together and go straight to the part where you hold me really tight and maybe tell me everything's going to be okay? Because honestly, I’m one spoonful away from crying again,...
2025-10-30 00:23:01 +0000 UTC
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I didn’t plan what I was going to say. I thought if I just saw you, it would come naturally. But now I’m sitting here, choking on everything I never said when I should have, holding back tears I pretended didn’t exist. I lost you, not because you gave up, but because I pushed you so far away you had to protect yourself. And now I’m asking you to look at me again, listen to me fall apart, and maybe, maybe still find something left worth loving.
✧・゚ Meet the Players ・゚...
2025-10-30 00:13:01 +0000 UTC
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Hello mine dearest Henchcuties,
A very quick update to say that Night of the Living Rant will now be creeping softly into Thursday 30th October at 20:00 instead of tonight. I think I have to accept that I officially exist on Wayward Time now, which is just... whatever I schedule, plus one day.
The reason for the delay is actually a little personal. My mum has been bouncing between hospital and home like an extremely Spanish but very determined rubber ball. She was home, then was n...
2025-10-29 19:46:17 +0000 UTC
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In ze dead of night, ze ideas do stir…
Join me as I open ze spooky floor for your audio suggestions. Bring your creativity. Bring your whispers. Do not bring garlic. I vill hiss.
https://youtube.com/live/d9DQJYV2H7w
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2025-10-27 19:52:57 +0000 UTC
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Mine dearest Henchcuties,
I must deliver a tiny stab of disappointment, ze Suggestion Séance shall not rise this Saturday as planned. Instead, it vill be conjured on Monday 27 October at 20:00 GMT.
I offer mine deepest apologies for ze delay. Please hold your spectral ideas until then they vill taste all ze sweeter vhen summoned.
Vith eternal gratitude (and very dramatic sighing),
Vayvard
2025-10-25 18:24:27 +0000 UTC
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A full moon... a gentle breeze... and one vampiress askink ze eternal question… “So, like… how are you?”
Ve vill sit. Ve vill chat. I vill make small noises of approval.
You vill feel seen. Possibly too seen.
https://youtube.com/live/k4ak058slr8?feature=share
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2025-10-22 18:54:33 +0000 UTC
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Small Schedule Shift, Darlings
Just a quick note to say that today’s livestream (21st October) is being gently nudged forward by one day.
It will now take place on Wednesday 22nd October at 20:00 instead.
Apologies for the extremely short notice, thank you ever so much for your patience and flexibility.
More very soon,
Wayward 🖤
2025-10-21 18:48:55 +0000 UTC
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🦇 AHEM. ANNOUNCEMENT FROM ZE LAIR OF VAYVARD 🦇
Livestream Schedule of DEEP MYSTERY...WELL....shallow mystery and BISCUITS
GREETINGS... mine delicious little Henchcuties...
It is I... VAYVARD, First of Her Name, Bringer of Blankets, Vielder of Ze Glitter Pen, and Supreme Overseer of Accidental Fires.
I haff arisen from mine velvet-lined tomb to bring you not one... not two... BUT THREE LIVESTREAMS OF UNSPEAK...
2025-10-17 04:33:39 +0000 UTC
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I didn’t mean to fall in love. I meant to ask about your experience, nod politely, say “we’ll be in touch” and then cry into a teacup backstage. That was the plan. The moment you walked in, though? Gone. Evaporated. You’re... you’re gorgeous. Like, unfairly so. And apparently my brain cannot function while you’re in the room. Also, fun twist, you used to hunt witches. Which I am. Obviously. But I’m not scared. Not really. Hiring you is probably a terrible idea. But also I’m ...
2025-10-17 01:06:47 +0000 UTC
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They laid off my whole team and still expect the project finished. One week left and I am crawling toward the end, pretending I care, pretending I’m not furious. I come home, and for five minutes, I let it crack. You’re here. You still look at me like I’m not broken. I don’t even know what that means anymore. I want to scream, quit, throw a mug at the wall. Instead I make it to the sofa, still in my work clothes, and try to remember how to breathe. You offer tea. I want to say thank y...
2025-10-17 00:56:01 +0000 UTC
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I kept everyone out. For years, I convinced myself that isolation was safety, that pretending to be fine was better than letting anyone close enough to ruin me. And then you... you didn’t even try. You were just there, smiling, steady, irritatingly kind. Somehow, without forcing the door, you walked straight in. I hate that you make me feel safe. I hate that you see me. And I love you for both. I’m not ready. I’m not perfect. But I’m here. And I’m finally saying it.
✧・゚ ...
2025-10-17 00:24:01 +0000 UTC
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