#Master fans got fucking FED
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i desperately need my moots who aren’t doctor who fans to see this PLEASE
edit: this is NOT EDITED. it may seem like a stupid fan edit but i don’t know shit about video editing. this is 100% real
#no fucking way we got sacha dhawan as the master BEING Rasputin and dancing to rasputin by Boney M in 1916 Siberia#all in front of his tied up ex just to taunt her#surrounded by the universe’s most powerful military races#hes such a BITCH i love him#doctor who#potd#power of the doctor#y’all i KNOW dhawan had so much fun this episode#Master fans got fucking FED
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Tsun Yan Camboy + G.N Loser Reader- [mdni]
A chronically online shut in and the roommate blessed misfortunate enough to bunk with them.
God - he can't stand you. How can you even consider yourself his roommate? All you ever do all day is hole yourself up in your room wasting the day away watching your favorite streamers and actors - and when you do leave, all you ever talk about is them. It's disgusting - you're disgusting. He should find another roommate and be done with you. There you go again babbling on about your fav streamer reading your message today .....why don't your eyes ever light up like that when he's talking to you?...
Your roommate eventually gets fed up and steals your phone while you're sleeping. What do they have that he doesn't? Granted, you had made a move on him when he first moved which he quickly shot down. Undressing him with your eyes, hurling disgusting flirts and taking any chance to grope at him in close counters. His heart leapt straight into his pants remembering the last time he accidentally left the door open a crack and caught you staring like a predator to prey - belittling him more to just a slab of meat. It made him sick... it made him feel desired.
All these creators on your feed. Your messages are nothing short of repulsive too. A little bit of skin exposed and you just couldn't help yourself. He could do it too. Better than all the little tramps that caught your eye. It would be easy too. Everyone always complimented him on his physical appearance anyways - always trying to offer him their couch while things with you were getting figured out when the only place he wanted to be was your bed.
He got to work as soon as he returned your phone - creating various accounts on sites you frequented and buying everything he needed to get started. He even obtained a gym membership to work on his flexibility and thighs which he later switched to home training as his popularity grew; giving you the middle finger whenever you inquired where he was going and made the indepth observation his ass had gotten bigger than you remembered this past few weeks.
It didn't take long for him to gain traction.
A lot of the things you enjoyed could apply to the masses and he put more effort into his research than anything he had prior - even just confessing his love. He wore the outfits you loved, spoke in the breathy tones you liked, and on those specially lonely nights - he spanned your messages with invites for his pages so frequently you probably wouldn't checked him out sooner if you hadn't thought they were bots. None of the fame, fans or money really mattered - until he saw that familiar name in his inbox.
"Hey gorgeous, loved your vids~ hope you would do me the pleasure of texting me back sometime."
And he did - everyday. You're such an utter mess when it comes to acting like a functional being it's no wonder you were blocked by a few streamers before he thinned the list out - but it was the cutest thing. He was jealous of his own self now for having your full attention, but the anonymity allowed him to do things for he normally wouldn't in a million years- like spreading his legs open on his desk and showing you what exactly your sweet, fucked up words do to him.
To combat the threat of you finding his identity he wears cute masks and wigs - eventually earning enough to rent a small apartment to keep you fully in the dark. You might point out a mole on his backside in the same place as your new favorite streamer, but a quick dick pic from said individual draws whatever conversation you started to a close. Always searches for your recommendations out of thousands when asking for input on his next fit/scene and calls all of his followers his subjects - while wearing a choker that says master on it. It's still a little irritating to hear you ramble about some bitch you found online - but being that bitch makes it all worth it.
"You should see dude's hips... I mean - the handles on this guy.... don't even get me started on the things he does with his tongue.
Your roommate scoffs and rolls his eyes - nursing a sucker between his lips as he hits order on the swim suit you suggested to him and sends you the confirmation email along with a good morning
#yandere oc#yandere x reader#yandere imagines#yandere#yandere headcanons#yandere blurb#yandere scenarios#yandere x you#yandere insert#yandere drabble#yandere smut
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You’re so good at transforming others so I was wondering if I could thank you by transforming you. Who do you want to become? 😊💪
I am almost 27 years old. I graduated from university almost two years ago. Since then, I have been working for an auditing company, auditing the risk management systems of banks. Not a particularly erotic job. But well paid. I travel a lot and my working hours are also less from 09:00 to 17:00. Not good conditions for getting back into shape. I used to be a competitive athlete. Open-water swimming. My shoulders and back are still quite broad… But the waist is no longer as narrow as it was in my best days. Well… The course of life, I would say…
Sunday morning. Normally I would sleep in, go somewhere for breakfast, then maybe do a bit of work. But today I feel like going for a run. At 06:00 in the morning. In the drizzle. I'm really crazy! But running clears my head. After just under an hour, I pass an outdoor gym in the city park. Yawning empty in this weather, of course. I really enjoy it! It's almost 10:00 when I get back home. Now for a hot shower. Uh, no. A cold shower! Hardens off. And then breakfast. Low-fat quark, protein powder, bananas, some fruit. Doesn't taste particularly good. But gives me the energy I need. A bit of Resident Evil 3 to relax. And around 3 p.m. I have to make my way to the stadium. Kick-off is at 5:30 p.m., and I'd like to be in my regular place in the south curve at 4 p.m. Getting in the mood with the boys. Highlight of the week!
Hehehe, that was a good brawl with the opponent's fans last night. That's a good black eye… And my lip is still a bit swollen too. Looks a bit dangerous. Despite the crisp white shirt, navy blue suit and polished black Oxfords. Even after a year on the job, I still haven't got used to getting up early on Mondays. Mondays are usually at 03:30. An hour of push-ups and a bit of weights training, as best I can at home. And then get ready, go to the airport and usually the plane takes off at 07:00 or so. And then I'm back to being the good auditor candidate. It's not as if the job isn't fun. But especially after the weekends, which are packed with hard training and fun with the lads in and around the stadium, the changeover is tough. I can only hope that none of my customers or colleagues ask me who beat me up like that at the weekend. I can't say that I'm one of the militant Ultra fans… Well, if anyone asks, I'll say that it happened during boxing training. They'll take my word for it. At the latest when I take off my jacket and people see my shirt, which looks like it's been painted onto my skin, nobody questions the boxer in me anymore.
05:30 on a Tuesday morning. An hour's run, then an hour's workout in the hotel gym, breakfast, 09:00 at the client's desk. A routine that I would never have expected a few weeks ago when I was doing my Master's degree. With your criminal record, the blatant undercut, the tattoos on your neck and the back of your hands, you'll never get a serious job, my parents complained. But damn it, I'm clever, I'm disciplined and I'm hungry for success. In the cage at MMA, in the fan curve at the stadium, at university and now at work. And fuck, when I show up at a customer's in a suit that perfectly accentuates my athletic figure, I'm surrounded by an aura of respect. Even if I'm the rookie in the project. For the first few days, my colleagues tried to persuade me to go out for dinner or a drink with them in the evening. Not in the mood! I found a club near the hotel where I can train properly in the evenings. Not the kind of wimpy workout I get at the hotel.
I'm so fed up with this fucking Master's thesis. Pumping, eating, fighting… This is what I live for! I've been working at the martial arts school since I got my bachelor's degree. On the one hand in accounting. And also as a trainer. Shit, why do I even want anything else? Would I like it better if I became an desk jockey in some office? I suspect not.
I love the moment when I open my gym in the morning. The sweat from last night is still in the air. Whoever had the last shift yesterday didn't leave anything tidy. I do my rounds and stuff forgotten socks, jockstraps and water bottles into the lost-and-found box. Okay, I wank on it again first. There's nothing like the smell of a used jockstrap that's still a little damp. I don't officially open for another hour, so I have that long to get my body ready for the day with the weights and sandbag. Let's see how full it gets. The place isn't yet self-sustaining. But with my jobs as a bouncer and my OF account, I'm more than able to keep my head above water. At least my tattoo artist doesn't have to worry about me not paying my bills. It's better that way. After all, it's his job to make sure I'm scary!
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I think you mentioned What We Do In The Shadows on your tiktok once and so I am here to ask
Do you have any hcs on a WWDITS AU?????
Love this very very much! So yeah I'm a big fan of the show (I was... not a big fan of season 4 though... Fuck you Jermaine) but this has now rotted my brain
Ghost, like Nandor, is super old and used to be a warrior but he is substantially cooler than Nandor
When he gets depressed, he lays on the ceiling
Soap is his familiar but he actually does plan on turning him. Eventually.
Soap calls him master because he heard familiars did that and no one in the house knows how to tell him to stop
So Alejandro and Rodolfo are like Nadja and Lazlo. A little less Horny, but that’s them
They have eaten many familiars and decided maybe it was better to not get them anymore
Rodolfo is from around 1700 in Mexico
Alejandro was closer to 1850-1900
Rodolfo turned Alejandro and they got married same day
Gaz is an energy vampire but he gets fed by high emotions so he’s the life of the party.
Alex is Gaz’s on Again off again werewolf boyfriend…. No one really approves but Gaz just points at him and they have to agree he’s really attractive so they can’t really argue.
Price is Ghost’s sire and he also has “adopted” Gaz and gives them both “tips” and acts like their dad when he’s around. He’s not great at the role and is more a fun uncle
He also only appears every like four years to cause problems and then dip
Ghost sired Roach thinking they were going to be together forever but Roach decided he wanted to live a few decades as a bat
Ghost has worn a mask for the past 6 centuries he’s been alive and Rodolfo thinks he’s just doing it for the bit at this point
Laswell and Farah are also werewolves and them and Alex make a pack
At this point the rivalry between them all is more of a joke than anything
The vampires still disapprove of Alex
Soap refuses to explain why he wants to be a vampire but he has a degree in history so when he gets turned he can blend in easier
Graves is their human neighbor who is completely oblivious but keeps helping out because he thinks they all work the nightshift
Valeria also appears every year around Christmas to cause issues and then dip. They’re not sure how she keeps finding them, just that she never fails to show up on Christmas
#johnny soap mactavish#john price#captain john price#ghostsoap#simon ghost riley#soap cod#cod mw2#ghost cod#call of duty#call of duty modern warfare#call of duty modern warfare ii#alejandro vargas#rodolfo parra#rodolfo cod#alerudy#aledolfo#soapghost#soap x ghost#ghoap#kyle gaz garrick#alex x gaz#gaz x alex#alex keller#alex cod#alexgaz
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Stranger Things Have Happened (Stranger things Hendersonxreader! HC's)
Description: Y/N Henderson is loved by all and feared by few, here are a bunch of head cannons between you and the characters of stranger things season four.
Character(s): eleven, Mike, Dustin, Lucas, will, max, Nancy, Jonathan, Steve, Robin, Erica, Eddie, Billie (wdym he's dead??)
Warning(s): spoilers?? (Not really, this is pretty freeform), The byers and El are still in Hawkins, Gay, cursing, smutty?, Fluffy, drugs, alcohol, death, and that should b it (read at ur own risk)
A/n: I'm back! I haven't posted an x reader or hc since 2020 ! Those were strictly also for AOT (but if you're like me and a fan of both please feel free to check out my other works) I love stranger things and if u look at my old master list you'd see that I had originally planned to write for that series as well. If u guys like this let me know, if u guys wanna see more aot let me know, or literally anything else- lmk
Word Count: 3K
Song: running up that hill - Kate bush
*all gifs used are not mine and full credit goes to the owner :)
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For most of your life, until the summer before your junior year, you had been considered pretty much an outcast. Weekends and free time was spent with you playing dnd and practically constructing campaigns for your brother and his friends by yourself. By the time you were fifteen you were a level 10 dm.
While this was fucking sick for you and your brothers friends- the rest of Hawkins didn't agree. Not only that, but you had your younger brothers signature curly short hair, and black, thick, wide lense glasses and large metal trapping around your teeth (braces).
For many years, your only friends were the friends your brother had. Which didn't score you any points amongst your peers. However, when shit hit the fan in Hawkins you fought like a total badass, and became friends with some of the older Hawkins kids who went to your school. (Nancy, Johnathan, and Steve.)
When Max and her brother Billy arrived, you were just a sophomore. When you, Steve, Max, Lucas, and Dustin all got stuck in a bus you and Steve had to fight tooth and nail to get those kids to safety, Billy Hargrove repaid you by almost hitting your bike (with you on it) with his car.
Then, when you went to summer camp- and your younger brother Dustin went to his own, you returned looking like you belonged on some sort of calendar. Robin and Steve couldn't look you in the eye. Robin, you became fast friends with, she shared your love of making Steve's life miserable. You worked with Billy as a lifeguard, and he followed you around like a puppy. Which, considering how you feel about Billy could be regarded as a win or a loss.
Now, here you are. A senior in high school, and a cheerleader. (Nancy told you to try out after noticing how flexible you were when the two of you were fighting alongside one another at the mall). You know everyone and everyone knows you- so, let's get these head cannons started shall we?
A very drunk and a very high y/n
You weren't BIG on partying. You would've much rather been home, dancing around your room, hair brush in hand, singing some Madonna song- but here you are, after a big win for hawkins basketball team, in a very crowded and loud living room party.
You're wearing the cutest mini skirt and the cutest top, both outlining your delicious curves. Your hair is teezed to the nines into a semi-space bun. (Your love for Star Wars endures). However, your makeup is slightly smeered, and your eyes are glassy.
You've had about four red solo cups too many, and you've been spoon fed a blunt. It's a wonder you can walk. You giggle as you shuffle through the crowd of teenagers. "Y/n? Y/n Henderson?"
You paused, turning around to see Billy Hargrove give you a once over. If your face wasn't already warm with the alcohol, you would've blushed. "Billy!" You teetered over, and he helped you keep balance.
"having a good time?" He laughed, but gently moved a stray hair from your face. You leaned into his touch. Usually, you would've threatened him or tried to hit him, but at the moment you were choosing to live, laugh, love instead pain, war, and homicide.
"yesss." You drew. Billy smiled. "Where's Chrissy? She didn't leave you like this, did she?" You frowned. You couldn't really remember, actually. "I don't know, I think she went to the bathroom." You were yelling now, over the pulsing music. He nodded. "Lets get you some water."
He went to move, but you pulled him towards you instead, and suddenly you were meer inches away. Billy bit his bottom lip. "Stay." He shook his head. "I'll be right back." He let go, and moved to the kitchen. However when he did, the song changed. "I love kate bush." You smiled, and began to sway your hips, moving backwards from where you stood.
Then, suddenly you're plowed into from behind. Luckily for you, it's Eddie Munson.
Eddie had referred to you as his dream girl, because, you definitely were. Not only were you hot but you were also a god at dnd. Best of both worlds. He had gone to this party as a main distributor of goods, and hadn't expected you to be there. So when he bumped into you, and immediately caught you before you hit the ground, he was FLOURED.
You wrapped your arms around his neck and touched his nose to yours. "Hey motley Crue, what's the damage?" Your voice was lower, and velvety in Eddie's ears. "I'm-I was-I am- I, uh, Just dropping off some..." He frowned at your dazed expression. Then he smiled, wrapping an arm around your waist to keep you from falling. "Are you drunk, Henderson?"
You laughed. "Maybe I am Eddison. What are you going to do about it?" You booped his nose. Eddie shook his head. "Yeah, alright." He immediately walked (closer to carry) you out, through the crowd and to his car. He drove you home, expecting only your little brother to be there.
Little did he know...
"Is that your sister, Dustin?" Erica stood at the window looking out the front yard, and Dustin frowned. "My sister is at a sleepover right now-" "Nope, that is definitely y/n." Max grimaced, standing next to Erica at the window.
Dustin frowned and came around to where they stood, Steve following pursuit. When they arrived to stand behind Max and Erica, Dustin smacked his forehead. Eddie Munson was carrying you through their front yard, and you weren't making it easy, flopping around the poor guy like he was a pole and you a stripper.
Eleven, Mike, Lucas, will, Nancy, Johnathan, and Robin all now stood at the window, watching Eddie all but drag you to the front door. "Oh shit." Dustin sighed. Steve rushed out the door, helping Eddie by taking your feet as Eddie took your shoulders.
"what happened?" Johnathan was worried, with all the weird shit happening recently he feared that maybe this wasn't innocent. His mind went to the upside down, to some terrible new creature that they would have to deal with, or MAYBE- Nancy reassured him. "Looks like one of the basketball parties." Eddie looked up at the brunette. "How'd you know?"
She winced slightly. "Personal experience." Eddie and Steve put you on the couch. "I'll get some water." Dustin pointed her to where the cups could be found. "I heard it was supposed to be pretty big." Lucas said, standing next to Max.
Nancy acted as a mother to you, bringing you water, and directing them to place you on your side. Jonathan mostly just tried to make sure you hadn't been taken over by some dnd villain and when he was sure you were just wasted- he let Nancy do her thing.
Eleven was worried that you were about to die, so she immediately grabbed your hand for reassurance. (Whether that was for you or her, idk). Eleven hadn't really seen anyone wasted before, let alone you, her idol. "What if she has alcohol poisoning!" You giggled. "El, your hands are so small!" Eleven frowned. Were her hands small?
Mike snorted and El shot him a glare. Mike nodded and gave you two some more space.
Dustin was pacing, ranting, and absolutely pissed. "Of all the times, y/n seriously!", "What if mom finds out?", "Jesus Christ y/n." And finally "she's okay, right?" El's comment on alcohol poisoning seemed to cool him for the moment.
Lucas kind of wished he was like you right now, drink and high off your balls...but he also realized that this was really, really embarrassing.
Will was worried about you, but he didn't really want to get involved, considering he had no clue what do when someone got alcohol poisoning.
Steve was fussing over you, like BIG time. "Y/n, seriously?" You kept trying to touch his hair. Finally he gave in, but only when you promised to lay on your side and drink some water. "Drink this." He practically poured the water down your throat. "Thanks, Daddy." you said after swallowing, causing Steve to turn bright red. He coughed, and Eddie gave him a look.
Robin was trying to get you to talk as much as possible. This was funny. You were such a cute drunk, too! "Y/n, how do you feel about the humpty dump?"
Eddie and Steve kept arguing about how best to take care of you, to which you interjected, "Don't worry boys, there's enough holes for-" "Y/N! Jesus Christ!" Dustin was slamming his head into the wall.
Y/n saves them
You worked with Billy as a lifeguard at the city pool. You were closing with him, and had made it to your bike when you realized you left your house keys in your locker. So, you begrudgingly went back into the pool. You heard screaming, and at first you thought, funny haha, but then...you rushed in, to see Billy being literally fucking attacked by some venom looking shit. You grabbed the half naked boy and chucked your bag at the creature, giving both of you enough time to escape. The two of you were literally hooked onto each other, and you didn't realize just how close the two of you were clutching each other until he was pushing you into his truck and getting the hell out of there.
Eddie had just witnessed Chrissy's brain explode in her fucking skull. In his trailer. On the roof. Your home phone rang and you had begrudgingly answered, worried that it would disturb your mom. "Hello?" A shaky voice on the other end preened at the sound of your own. "Y/n? Y/n oh thank God. You would not believe what just fucking happened I was here and Chrissy was here and then all of a sudden the lights and her eyes and then bones started cracking and oh my god-" You blinked, trying to rapidly comprehend what was happening over the line. Eddie had never sounded like this. He didn't even sound like Eddie. He sounded like some kid who lost their parent at a grocery store. "Eddie, slow down, what are you-" A sharp intake of breath- "Chrissy's dead, y/n." You paused. Chrissy had been a friend of yours, someone you actually really liked (one of the few people on your squad.). Like the others? You wondered, biting your lip. "I'm on my way."
"Russians? Dustin have you lost your goddamned mind?" You stared at your younger brother and his new found little friend (who was also Luca's little sister,) Erica. "Y/n I know it sounds crazy, but I promise you, Robin and Steve were taken by-" You raised a hand and cut him off. Turning to Erica, you raised a brow. "They did sound Russian." You sighed. "So there's just a bunch of Russians conducting secret experiments in secret elevator shafts at Starcourt Mall?" Dustin nodded. "Yes." You nodded. "And these Russians have kidnapped Robin and Steve?" Erica nodded. "Yeah." You nodded again. "This is like the tenth time I saved Steve's ass." You let out a huff. "let me get my bat."
"Robin? Can you hear me?" Robin gave you a big doe-eyed look, smiling slowly. "So fucking pretty." She mumbled, looking up at you from where you had her on the floor, trying desperately to get her to wake up or move or something. The guards couldn't be distracted forever. You flushed, but forrowed your brows, trying to (unsuccessfully) ignore that. "Robin can you stand?" She touched your face, gently grazing your cheek with her hand. You swallowed. "Is that a yes or...?" "Y/n?!" Your brother yelled from behind you, causing you to Jump. "Jesus! What?" He crept closer to you. "They've been drugged." You rolled your eyes. "really? You think." Robin giggled. "Funny and beautiful." Dustin gave her a confused look. "Is she talking about me?" Oh jeez.
As you said before, you had saved Steve at least ten times before. The two of you had known each other since that time at the Byers, when you were with Nancy and Jonathan and the lights kept flickering and a fucking demon from the pits of Hell came up from no where. Steve had decided to crash the party, which would pay off in the end, but not until you ended up almost getting your windpipe crushed into bits.
Both you and Jonathan held bats in your hands- although you had to admit that Jonathan's was much cooler (barbed spikes wrapped around it's too) and Nancy in between the two of you, with a loaded gun cocked in her hands. She kind of scared you, but also like "girlboss". Steve walked behind you, much to your dismay. The dude was definitely going to get you all killed because he kept freaking out.
Jonathan led the way into his living room, your heart beating in your ears. "Nice place." You swallowed. Then Steve started to lose it. Again. "This is crazy! This is crazy!" You gripped your bat. "I'm gonna hit him." Nancy gave you a look.
He grabbed the phone from their wall and began dialing, Nancy grabbing it from his hand and flinging it. You peered around the room, the feeling of unease you had only growing. They argued as you swept your surroundings, you vaguely hearing Nancy tell Steve that he had to leave. Then he was gone. Then the lights began to flicker.
The three of you stayed in the middle of the room. "Where is it?" Nancy whipped around and Jonathan raised his bat. "Come on you son of a bitch." You swallowed. "I don't think we should taunt it." Then the lights turned off, and it tackled Jonathan to the floor. As Nancy shot at it, you slammed your bat into it's flower like face.
That only pissed it off. It went after Nancy, who quickly shot at it until no bullets were left. Then as got close, you went at it from behind, hitting it over and over again. It's attention turned to you, before Steve jumped into the mix, grabbing Jonathan's forgotten bat and hitting it from it's other side.
The Demogorgon grabbed you by your throat, hoisting you up. Steve hit it at a particular angle, and it dropped you. You pulled the trap around it's ankle, and grabbed Steve as you choked. The four of you now stood at the end of the room, Nancy telling Jonathan to essentially light that mother fucker up like a fucking Roman candle on the fourth of July. Or something like that.
From that point on you and Steve were kind of like a package deal. One saving the other and so forth. Of course this was also the first time you fought or helped save Nancy and Jonathan (not like it'll be the last). "I'm, y/n by the way." You stretched out a sweaty palm. Steve, the king, took it in his. "Steve."
You, yourself had never really helped save Will or Mike. BUT you had helped them to escape, and to destroy your towns brand new and very shiny mall. Which as much as you wished you could say was an accomplishment because you helped destroy a bad guy- it made you sad. You actually liked that mall.
When you, Dustin, Steve, Lucas, and Max all got stuck in a junk yard surrounded by demodogs, it was literally up to you and Steve to get those kids out of there. They surrounded you two, Lucas doing his best to inform you both of their next moves. Once again, you and Steve would work side by side. "There's too many of them!" You called, after getting in a few good hits of some demodog. "We got to get these kids out of here!" Steve only yelled back.
By the end, when the five of you reached safety, Dustin jokingly asked if he should start calling the two of you mom and dad. "Please, god help us all if the hair ball over here decides he wants children." Steve glared at you. "Hey! I'll have you know that I'll be doing the hair industry a favor if and when I decide to have children."
You didn't think that you did much to help El. Like, the kid didn't need help, much less saving, from you especially. You were just a dnd player with a bat and sarcasm. But to El, you were a life saver. Not in the ways were you saved her from a mind flayer or Vecna. But in the ways that you took her hand and soothed her, braided her hair, painted her nails. If it weren't for you she would've been stuck around a bunch of smelly boys who were a lil too obsessed with dnd (you were just a lil better off). Can you imagine?
Y/n gives some relationship advice
(Steve, Billy, Eddie, and Robin did not receive any relationship advice because, as you would often so kindly point out to them, they are single.)
Dustin hasn't originally came to you for advice about Max, but you were there when he asked Steve. You were shocked, because what the fuck did Steve know about women? "Wait why are you asking him? What does he know about women?" Steve gave you a look. "I know plenty about women." You rolled your eyes. "aren't you single?" Dustin interjected. "Y/n, no offense but you've never dated anyone before. Also your my sister and I'd rather eat my foot off then talk to you about what women like so." You gasped. "I'm waiting to get into a relationship until I have my braces off, thank you very much! Also even if I've never had a boyfriend I still know what I'd want." Steve snorted. You gave him a sharp look. "Shut it, hair gel. Dustin, women like it when men are upfront and honest and confident and-" "blah, blah, blah. He's what you want to do." Steve cut you off. You shoved him, and he grabbed you, the two of you falling to the ground. When you landed, the two of you were meer inches from one another's face. Steve's breath quickened slightly and he gave you a soft look. You shoved him back down before hoping up. You wrapped an arm around Dustin. "Just be yourself. Who doesn't love Dustin Henderson?"
"Mike, Mike, Mike." You tutted, watching as El and Max walked away, having just seen the girl break up him. He rolled his eyes. "Not right now, Y/n can't you see I just got-" "your ass dumped?" You lifted a brow. Mike looked like he was about to cry, so you rolled your eyes and patted his back. "You may have brought this on yourself, but I think I know how you can fix this." Mike looked up at you hopefully. "Really?" You nodded. "it's called communication. Talk to her. It does wonders." Mike slumped and you patted his back, smiling at Lucas and Will as you left. Then you paused. "Wait, where's Dustin?"
Lucas was having Max problems. So, he went to the only person who knew who could help. "Lucas? What's up? Dnd isn't for another-" Dustin check his watch "22 hours?" Lucas nodded. He stood outside your house, and Dustin stood at the front door, standing between him and a happy relationship. "I know, Dustin. I'm here to see y/n." Dustin snorted. "Y/n? She'll be at dnd too?" Lucas rolled his eyes. "No, it's not about dnd, Dustin." Dustin frowned. "Is it about English? I can help you better than she can, shes terrible at writing essays." Lucas shook his head. "No, Dustin, I need-" You arrived behind your brother. "Hey Sinclair. Nice do." He took a breath of relief. "thanks. Can I talk to you." You shared a look with Dustin, before shaking your head. Dustin only rolled his eyes. Lucas found himself in your kitchen, allowing you to grab him a glass of water. "What can I help you with, ole buddy ole pal?" Lucas swallowed. "It's max. I think she's mad at me for joining the team." You frowned. "You think?" He sighed. "Okay, I know. She thinks that I'm going to ditch everyone but I only did it to-" he stopped. Lucas couldn't bring himself to admit it. You sat the glass of water down in front of him. Your shook your head knowingly. "The same thing happened to me. Not with Dustin, really, but...I understand. The best thing you can do, is to let Max know that you're still Lucas. You've told her why your playing, right?" Lucas shrugged. "Well, start there. It's best to be honest. You're a good boyfriend, and I know you love her. Everything will be okay, I promise." You smiled at him, and Lucas returned it. "Will you talk to her? She listens to you." You sighed. "I'll think about it." Lucas made a move to beg. "Fine! Fine, I'll talk to her but no promises." Lucas fist bumped the air. "Alright! Thanks y/n!" You rolled your eyes. "only 17 and yet I feel like I have six kids."
"Will, is everything okay?" Will jumped, before your voice fully registered in his head. "Oh, yeah, I was just..." He was alone, sitting outside your porch. It was a dnd night, so his appearance wasn't odd, but what was odd was the fact that he was outside when the party was inside. "Are you sure?" Will shrugged. You sat down beside him. "You know, being different shouldn't make you feel like you should exclude yourself. Everyone is different. There's nothing wrong with that." Will was silent. You nodded. "You, know, I'm different too." He slowly looked up. "yeah, me, y/n Henderson. And I'm okay with it. You should be too." Will meet your gaze. "do you think other people will-" you snorted. "I don't care about other people. Neither should you. The only person who matters to you, is you." He nodded. "You make it sound easy."
"But why does he lie?" El tucked her hands behind her legs. She sat on your bed watching as you made her a friendship bracelet. "He's scared. People lie when they're scared." El watched you work. "What is he scared of?" You added a green bead to the bracelet. "the truth. If he hasn't talked to you straightout, then there's something he doesn't want you to know." El was silent for a moment. "What do I do?" You paused. "well, if you've tried to talk to him about it and that didn't work, then if I were you, I'd probably..." Breaking up with Mike seemed rather harsh. But it would probably be the most effective. "Break up." El was silent again. "Here you go!" You took the now finished bracelet and slipped it on her wrist, smiling. "What do you think?" El, for the first time in a bit smiled a big tooth grin. "I love it!"
"let me ask you this, maximus, are you happy?" You took a drink of your milkshake. Max copied you, then nodded. "yeah. Until he does something stupid." You laughed. "okay, well, I think that the best thing for you to do, is just wait and see." You folded your hands underneath your chin. "wait and see?" Max have you an incredulous look. "Yes. I mean life is about the unknown and how you respond to the unknown. So just hang in there. If it doesn't work out and he changes or you change then-" you waved your hands. "You've seen. that's all you can do." Max nodded. "Well, well, if it isn't my sis and my y/n." Billy came waltzing up to your table. You rolled your eyes. "Don't you have a bed of a middle aged woman calling you somewhere?" You glared at your work partner, who's smile only seemed to grow from your comment. "No, I figure I could make time for a teenaged woman's bed for tonight." Max's face scrunched up in disgust. "Ew."
Nancy was teasing your hair, getting you all dolled up for winter formal. She was humming, and you were smiling because that girl had hands like a god. "This looks so good!" She smiled, "thank you." You clapped your hands. "So is Jonathan picking you up?" Nancy nodded. "How's that going?" She shrugged. Your smile faultered. "Oh no " she waved you off. "no, no, it's nothing like that it's just. You know. Hard. Sometimes." You cocked your head. Nancy sighed. "Sometimes it just feels like he doesn't listen." You nodded. "youve tried talking to him about this?" She rolled her eyes. "It's kind of heard when he doesn't listen." That was fair. "maybe you should force him to. Make him jealous or something." Nancy paused. "what do you mean?" You smiled, "well..."
Jonathan was watching bitterly from the sidelines as Nancy was dancing with some underclassmen. He shook his head. The nerve of these kids. He and Nancy were literally matching, how could they not tell that the two of them were an item? "Jonathan, what are you doing just standing over here in a corner?" He turned to see you. "hey, y/n." He looked down. "Shouldn't you be over there with. Nancy?" He only shrugged. "She's looks like she's having a good time." You tutted. "I don't see that, I don't see that at all. She looks like she wants to die." Jonathan looked up at Nancy. "I think you should go over there, and get that dude away from her. I mean she is your girl. I can't believe you haven't done it already." He frowned. "But she said yes when he asked her to dance?" You rolled her eyes. "You weren't listening, Jonathan. Nancy's nice so of course she said yes. That was your que to interject. 'no, she was actually going to dance with me.'" he looked at you. "you mean?" You nodded. "Go get your girl you big dork."
Y/n accidentally gives them a free show (they see her naked)
(the kids + Jonathan are excluded for obvious reasons)
Nancy saw you naked once and that one time being the time you were so drunk you couldn't stand. She helped you out of your clothes, and into pajamas. "Thanks Nan." You mumbled, however not letting her get anything done. She grunted as she tried to put pants on your cement like body. "no." One leg. "Problem." The other. Nancy fell into the bed, already exhausted.
Billy and you had worked together for a bit at the pool and in that time, he could never really tell how you felt about him. His charm hadn't really worked on you- he blamed Harrington for that though. He thought the two of you had a little thing going, but after bringing it up to his little goblin- I mean, his little sister, Max, he found that that was simply not true. There was no way you couldn't find him attractive though, so Billy was just plain befuddled. He whistled to himself, checking to make sure that all the showers were empty and ready to be cleaned. The pool had been closed for exactly an hour now, giving the good people at the city pool plenty of time to get there shit gone. It was his job to check everything out and then report back to you, so that you could begin the cleaning processes. The dude showers were empty, along with the lockers. So he began to head up front, when he heard your voice call from the women's showers. "BILLY! BILLY!" this was pre-demodog/spider/mind flayer, so Billy's first thought was that perhaps a man had gotten into the women's showers, so immediately he ran in there, no thoughts just charge. He ran right into you, wrapped up in a towel. This unfortunately caused your towel to drop, and Billy to get a mouth, I mean, eye full. He gasped. "Y/n, if you wanted-" you punched his shoulder, working to get your towel back on. "Billy what the fuck are you doing?" He smiled. "I heard you calling. Sounded like an alarm. I thought something was wrong." Billy gave you a sly look. You put your hands on your hips. "I was trying to tell you that the Shower in stall 2 is clogged. If there was an intruder I would've said, 'intruder!'." He smiled at you. "Next time we should probably coordinate our warning yells." You sighed. The two of you stood there for a while, your cheeks reds and Billy's body hot. Finally, you shoved him. "Shouldn't you be doing something. Get out of here so I can change." Billy gave you one more once over. "Yes ma'am." He turned, and you took a breath, trying to get some self control back. Who runs into the girls bathroom?
It was still warm from the summer, and you sat in Eddie's van, tracing one of his tattoos. "You know, I kind of want one." He raised a brow and smirked, his eyes teasing. "Little miss cheer captain wants a tattoo? Isn't that like sacrilege for you guys or something?" You shrugged. "Not if I get it where they can't see it." Eddie stopped smiling, red dusting his cheeks. "Like uh, your thigh or something?" You stopped and stared at him. "yeah because they totally can't see my thighs in a cheer uniform." You rolled your eyes and stood, Eddie quickly following pursuit. "I think I wanna get something like a D20 surrounded by flames. Or maybe a dice with the number 12 on it, because that's the level I'm on right now. What do you think?" Eddie handed you a joint, allowing you to bring it to your lips. He lit for you, catching your gaze. You took a drag, and blew, hitting him in the face. He smiled. "Hot." You nodded, handing him the joint. "Come with me?" Eddie doesn't think before he responds. He takes you to the place he got his, watching (with permission) as they give you the coolest d12 tattoo ever- right in between your boobs.
You giggled, dragging Robin past the gates of Hawkins city pool. It was 10pm, and you two were most certainly not supposed to be here. However what was the harm in a little late night fun? "Y/n, we're going to get in trouble." Robin said, although her smile made the serverity of her words diminish. "Not if we don't get caught." You laughed, tugging her along. When you made it to the water, you stripped off your shirt, shorts, socks, and shoes. "Come on, come on." You ushered Robin to hurry, only receiving a groan in response. Robin mimicked your actions, and within minutes the two of you were in the pool. "Oh my God, let me show you my dive!" You climbed out, fast walking (don't run) to the diving board. When you got in position you turned to where Robin was, watching you expectantly. "I learned this bad boy in Summer camp." You did your dive and it was fucking awesome. Robin clapped for you, but when you returned to the surface a clothing piece of your had gone missing. Robins face was bright red, and she hurried to grab it for you. You laughed good naturedly. "I know I'd get all tens of judges saw this." Robin shushed you, working like a lightning bolt to put your bra back on. "y/n, I love you, but please never do that in public." You bit your tongue. "Why? Are you the jealous type?"
Steve was actually looking for Dustin. He'd never been in the Henderson household before- at least not upstairs anyway, so him accidentally opening your door to your room instead of your brothers was purely an accident! Okay, so maybe he knew it was your room. He just wanted to see what y/n Henderson was really like. Steve had no clue that you'd be home (considering the fact that Dustin told him you weren't- because he didn't want Steve to try and hangout with you instead.) One second he's opening your door the next he's getting the full view of your curves and the way your silhouette has a halo of light that just glows around each edge of your body. He can't even try to cover up the fact that he's checking you out. Because Steve Harrington is literally getting dry mouth from the way your freshly washed hair sticks to your shoulders. Then, time speeds up because you turn, and when you do, he doesn't turn away fast enough. "Jesus, sorry!" your eyes widened in shock as Steve slams your door shut. "Sorry! I-" you slam it open, now wrapped up in a towel, eyes narrowed and furious. "Steven Harrington what the fuck is your-" You take in his form. A slow smile spreads to your lips.
Y/n in trouble!
You've been targeted by Vecna, and the group are all scared shitless, because if anything happens to you-
Eleven will literally die for you. You've done so much for her, you've protected her, you've stood up for her, and you were literally the first female influence she ever had in her life. When she found out that something had happened to you, and that Vecna was now after you- El lost her shit. Immediately she went to the group- she had been the first to find out.
Not only was she having to deal with shitty bullies and the reoccurring trauma of the number brigade, but now one of the most important people in her life may be killed. She's ready for fight tooth and nail for you.
Mike is worried. You're like a second sister to him, and even though you kind of terrify him- it terrifies him even more that something bad could happen to you. He was also worried because of the way the room completely changed. Everyone just stared at El as if she herself transformed into a Demogorgon.
Dustin hasn't felt fear like this before. Usually, it's always been you saving him, not the other way around. You have a plan for everything. Your his big sis, his best friend, and his partner in crime. The coldness that comes with your absence is being stabbed in the gut. "What do you mean...are you..." that was all the poor kid could get out. No plan, no words, no nothing. He was frozen.
When Lucas started playing basketball for Hawkins you were probably his only supporter. You rallied for him, and he realized that you had probably had a similar thing happen to you, when you became a cheerleader. So, you being in trouble made him mad, pissed actually. "Guys?" He cut through the silence. "We need to get help."
Will liked you a lot. You had been his friend for almost as long as Dustin had, and when Mike ditched dnd, no matter what you were doing you had always made time. While, you weren't Mike, your kindness still made him happy. Not to mention, you were the only person who told him happy birthday. You didn't deserve this. So, he nodded emphatically with Lucas. Then the room turned upside down (no pun intended), and everyone started losing their shit.
El was crying and fighting with Mike, who was so stressed he was turning mean, Dustin was yelling, Lucas was trying to get them to listen, and Will could only stand there, "um..guys..."
Max was ready to kick some ass. She adored you. Especially with how patient you were, how kick ass you were. She had told Lucas more times than she could count that she wanted to be just like you. Probably without all the Cheerleader stuff, though. "Guys, we have to save her!" Max had urged the group, who was practically splittering with your disappearance. They all paused, looking at Max as if they'd just now realized she was there. "Lucas is right, we need help. Come on."
Nancy wasn't sure she heard Dustin right. You? Y/n Henderson? In trouble? Taken by Vecna? She grit her teeth. "How?" The kids in front of her just gave a her a look, fear, sadness, despairation. That's when Nancy knew. She took a deep breath. "Let's get her back."
Jonathan grabbed his car, he and the boys stockpiling flashlights, ropes, music tapes, and all of the essentials. "Don't worry. We're going to get her back."
Steve practically crashed into the Wheeler house. "Where is she?" He was losing his mind. He loved- I mean, he cared about you a lot. "What happened?" He was pacing, hands on his head. "Steve." Nancy, tried to get his attention. "Steve " he kept pacing and mumbling incoherently, so Nancy grabbed him. "Steve!" He paused and she glanced at the kids, watching him. He understood then, nodding. "Alright, alright. Let's do this."
Robin kept wiping away stray tears when she was sure no one was looking. "Alright, so what's the plan?" Robin would be lying if she didn't have a thing for you- it seemed like everyone had a thing for you- but beyond that, you were like a best friend. She had been worried something like this would happen, the feeling of not being able to escape, of being trapped- maybe it had been right. They were never going to be free. "This place is going to Hell."
Erica was just there to mainly keep everyone in line. Of course, your disappearance was scary, but Erica was Erica, and if these bitches wanted to help you, then they would have to bitch up.
Dustin was the one who told Eddie. They needed his skill- a dnd master to help find another dnd master. Eddie at first thought that Dustin was fucking with him. "Yeah, alright sure Henderson-" Steve cut in. "He's not fucking around, Munson. We need your help." Eddie was INTO you, and the idea of some evil fallen wizard now having control of you, caused him to dig his rings into his skin. He remembered when he gave you one, and how surprised he was when your wore it to a game with your cheer outfit on. He swallowed.
Billy had accidentally found out about your disappearance. He had really tried to let go of what happened in the summer previous, but nope. Fucking Hawkins. "Where are you all out to in such a fucking hurry?" He snickered. Steve moved to get into his face, but Max caught him off. She new that Billy had a crush on you. "Y/n's gone."
Billy stopped. "what do you mean, y/n's gone?"
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A/n: hello again, I know this was probably confusing and probably rushed, but I had the idea and had to get it out of my head. Comments and criticism are welcomed! Remember requests are also opened! Happy reading!
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#stranger things#stranger things x reader#stranger things x y/n#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson imagine#billy hargove imagine#billy hargrove x reader#steve harrington x reader#steve harrington imagine#robin buckley x reader#robin buckley imagine
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IruClarAzz Master Post Part 10
Just collecting all of the cuteness of the Love Trio and adding my commentary. Spoilers ahead very current with the manga. (Also warning I may make jabs at the IruAmeri ship here and there just small comparisons showing why I don’t like it as much, no hate but if you don’t like your ship being talked about even slightly negatively probably look away.)
If you didn’t see it Part 1 is here, Part 2 is here, Part 3 here Part 4 here Part 5 here Part 6 here Part 7 here Part 8 here Bonus here Part 9 here
After the 13s dinner Iruma and Azz and big talking points at the school I just want to point out that they ONCE AGAIN are wearing matching glasses (like I guarantee Clara just added a mustache for fun)
Azz the man with a plan instructs them both on what to do
But when they get to class their classmates don't care and were just worried surprising the trio a bit
Look how happy Clara is that they are all worried for them though
Azz your tsundere is showing but also I LOVE how clara knows him so well.
Cuties calling them soulmates again
Field trip to the beach trio together
Again they are in a line glad to Azz showing his excitement openly
I like how Azz knows I like to think she told him cause hes the mom of the 3
I did a post on this but like Iruma only praises Clara and Azz only wants her picture while everyone else fawns over Elizabetta (sidebar I LOVE how the author didn't do cheap fan service and put them in swimsuits that actually feel like something they'd pick out)
I like that Clara is helping Azz I really got fed lately with showing how these two care about each other.
While playing together Iruma gets approached and again Azz has a similar look of dread as Clara
Clara with her boyfriends
Clara goes cling mode and Azz assists
Turns out she was a candidate for the 13s out with the newly appointed member I just like that Clara's still clinging But the 13 tells them there's problem in the area and cue kracken
So most of the class works to deal with it and we get this great teamwork moment. Like Azz leads the Kraken, Clara offers support in both getting Iruma set up and giving him what he needs to make his bow to take the shot. I just love this I hope we will get to see more.
Fucking look at this Azz is holding the both of them up (Got the whole world in his hands)
THings get settled and they head back and just
Look how cute they are!!!!!! I will never get tired of the trio sleepy on each other shot.
#welcome to demon school iruma kun#welcome to demon school#iruclarazz#welcome to demon school iruma#mairimashita! iruma kun#iruma suzuki#clara valac#asmodeus alice#love trio#manga#long post#spoilers
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it’s fine though im gonna just write all my thoughts. here. as they happen. in real time. enjoy o7
- makes out with a woman. immediately stops and starts talking about the master getting inside his body. he’s so fucking funny.
- all this fucking exposition alsjfksjkafjkgjd
- succ the planet
- ABANDONED MY CAT OUT IN THE COLD ALONE!!!!!!!!!! HE JUST WANTS YOUR HELP TO FIND AN…. atomic clock. GRACE!!!!!!!!!!!
- GOD I THOUGHT THE MASTER SAID “before he finds a cock”
- LITERALLY CAT BEHAVIOR. LET HIM INNNNNN.
- grace <3 grace! grace :3 graceeee!!!!! grace :D grace :(
- i dont have to say anything here
- WAIT NO HE DOESNT EVEN RECOGNIZE HIM. DOCTOR YOU ARE SO STUPID. NEVER KNOWS HIS BOYFRIEND.
- “she kiss as good as me?” “as well as you.” i love that the master is a pedantix grammar asshole
- ACID GOOP SPIT????????????????? FROM HIS MOUTH?????????????? hey modern doctor who writers you know what you should bring back-
- “WAIT! STOP. HE’S UHM. HE’S. He’s british?” THIS MOVIE IS SO FUCKING FUNNY ALSJFKSKFHFK
- cop takes the jelly baby. doctor makes kissy noises at him. cop goes :/. doctor threatens to shoot himself. okay <3
- doctor who needs more motorcycle chase scenes
- can i say. btw. i love the master having his own companion kind of here. (also. the “you kill me.” exchange. alsjfjflsjd autistic murder creature.)
- doctor found his atomic cock. i mean clock.
- the half-human thing is so stupid. gog bless.
- he keeps goopin people up
- things the master does in this movie: have sex with the tardis’s keyhole. penetrate a man’s throat. fantasize about getting inside the doctor’s body. says every sentence as seductively as possible. gets his young male sidekick to pull a large phallic object out of a hole. gives people money shots with his goop.
- i love grace. gotta appreciate a girl who’s ready to do insane shit after some guy spits on her.
- mrs tardis…. you’re back. (i did pause the movie to make sure. he says “there she is” <3 his wife) also he just leaves the key??? on the top?????? god no wonder the master can just break in whenever he wants. he absolutely knows where the doctor keeps that key.
- THE GUY ON THE MOTORCYCLE JUST- THIS MOVIE IS SO FUCKING FUNNY
- she’s dying :((((
- OH HE GOTS HER. HE GOTS HER!!!!!!!!!!!! POSSESSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHACKED THE DOCTOR OVER THE HEAD WITH A HAMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- OH MY GOD.
- OH MY GOD????????????? HE ALWAYS DRESSES FOR THE OCCASION?????????????????
- the cunt……. the cunt………!!!!
- PUTTING A CROWN OF THORNS ON MR CHRIST FIGURE?????????????????????????????????????? (<- he’s. like. not. but also they did reference it earlier so.)
- i love his stupid robes so much. i want them. whats with that collar. why is gallifreyan fashion so stupid. its fantastic. (mentally putting Even in the stupid gallifreyan collar robes)
- he’s so full of stupid <3 he wasted his fucking lives <3
- NO! LEEEEEEE!!!!!!
- hey why would a piece of gallifreyan technology. im assuming. only work for people who are. not from gallifrey. why would you need a human eye for this. why am i acting like this movie should make sense.
- fellas is it gay to wanna merge mind and body with your oldest enemy and friend.
- he is aLiiiiveeehhhhh :D
- being fed (<- big fan of companions having to figure out the bullshit that is tardis piloting on their own)
- why is the master making whale sounds. why’s he do that. why is he always some sort of creachur. goes rarghhhhh!!!!!
- RETURN OF THE CANONICAL TIME LORD 30 FT VERTICAL LEAP ABILITY
- give me your hand………………………………
- bro they melted him In The Eye
- is he actually jesus though. like is that. im not crazy right. i think they made the doctor into a jesus. they got him. just like superman. no one escapes the jesus.
- “what a sentimental old thing this tardis is” 🥹🥹🥹 yeah. yeah, she is.
- SHE’S DIGESTING HIM????? DIGESTING THE MASTER????????? MASTER GOT VORED BY THE TARDIS NOT CLICKBAIT??????? GONE WRONG GONE SEXUAL??????????????????
- this movie is so fucking funny i know i keep saying that but it really is. sometimes unintentionally but also when it means to as well. silly movie <3
- “come with me 🥺” “you come with me 🤨”
- im not invested in whatever romance they probably want me to be invested in here but i AM invested in the wild brief companionship with a man that ended in a case of mild death that she voluntarily chose to let go of. which is different. and more important.
- i cant believe the master just got fucking vored and thats how he dies. i mean obviously not forever but-
- i had fun :)
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bite-sized bullet train fic master list (lemon/tangerine) 🍋🍊✨
as this fan space gets older and more disjointed as the months pass by I figured I’d keep all my lemon/tangerine titles in one place for future reference. there are only four of them! but I’m proud of what small diversity they brought to this fandom, so here they are (each title is a hyperlink)
pretty bubbles in the air || 24K || Explicit
And then Lemon's mind is somewhere outside the imaginary hospital morgue, lost among the train wreckage, knowing he has to go back and knowing that he can’t because it’ll be swarmed with the feds by now, or whatever the Japanese equivalent of the fucking feds is, and if he wanted to claim the body he should’ve already—
A door to his left opens abruptly, letting the sound of steadily beeping monitors out into the hall, and the nurse emerging with a machine on wheels nearly runs into him head-on.
Lemon curses under his breath and falters as they avoid collision, and it’s only in the split few seconds the nurse fumbles there in the doorway that he looks up, with a crystalline line of uninterrupted sight straight into the occupied ICU room, and sees a lank shock of chin-length, light brown hair resting against a white pillow.
Thomas taught him a lot, yeah, but nothing much about how to keep your world from shrinking down to the size of a pinhead and shattering into a million pieces in a moment like this one.
notes: post-canon, Tangerine Lives, fix-it fic, whump, healing, hurt/comfort, trauma & coping, rekindled romance, not a siblings fic
under your skin || 4.2K || Explicit
This is the silent secret, Lemon thinks, that nobody but the two of them know when people in the industry call them The Twins. This is what he’s willing to kill for and would’ve died for again and again. It’s something that runs deeper than the surface layer, this thing he and Tangerine have got—a kind of truth that anchors itself and settles like a sharpened barb under your skin.
notes: post-canon, Tangerine Lives, injury recovery, first time (in a long time), emotional sex, crying, not a siblings fic
citrus and blood || 2K || Mature
The unspoken truth that he’s too weak to bathe himself properly stands in the room between them like a third silent body. Tangerine almost wishes his vocal cords were truly thrashed and ruined so he wouldn’t have to acknowledge it aloud, wouldn’t have to admit defeat before the battle ever began.
He’s sitting beside the tub, awkwardly wedged between the toilet and the wall, head lolled off to rest on a towel folded under his cheek there on the edge of the bath. Breaths come shallowly, almost in haggard pants from the mix of nausea and exhaustion. Everything still smells like hospital antiseptic, blood, and electrical fire. It’s been three days since the train went off-rail—at least according to Lemon’s dodgy appraisal of time—and Tangerine still can’t burn the scent of near-death out of his nose.
notes: post-canon, Tangerine Lives, injury recovery, bathing/washing, caretaking, blood, emotions, ample tenderness, Gentle Lemon, not a siblings fic
right hand man || 3.2K || Explicit
“How ‘bout instead of plotting premeditated murder off the clock, why don’t you think of something creative to do with that emancipated right hand of yours,” Lemon says, tucking back into his plate. “Take a pottery class, learn to watercolour. You wanna point and shoot so bad? I’ll buy you a camera.”
“I’m gonna point and shoot on your smart arse when we get home,” Tangerine says darkly from the corner of his mouth, eyes cutting across Lemon at a bawdy angle. “Mark my words on that one.”
notes: post-canon, the Twins return to London, smut, banter, frottage, hand jobs, Lemon gets a massage and a few other things, not a siblings fic
#bullet train#lemon and tangerine#fruit cocktail#lemon x tangerine#lemon bullet train#tangerine bullet train
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Here are Most of my Yami Bakura head canons (some of them are kinda angsty)
Yami Bakura is really really good at applying eyeliner and mascara, but is dog shit at applying any other makeup.
When he's really stressed he scratches at his face and arms as hard as he can, which led to Ryou having to cut his nails so he wouldn't come back into consciousness with scratches everywhere because Yami Bakura was overwhelmed.
He has a fear of fire, but because he likes smoking he just closes his eyes when he needs a light.
He gets cold easily.
He loves dogs! If they didn't absolutely despise him they'd be his favorite animal. He settled for cobras because they seem to have unconditional love and adoration for him.
The reason Yugi, Anzu, Jonouchi, and Honda’s dolls all looked so different from Ryou's doll is because Yami Bakura made them.
He loves Godzilla movies and tried to convince Ryou to give Dark Master Zorc an atomic blast, but was shot down due to Ryou not knowing he existed. (Ryou would absolutely give DM Zorc an atomic blast)
Yami Bakura loves sweet things like cake and candy. His favorite pastry is chocolate filled croissants. He prefers it when they have the traditional croissant shape because it's easier for him to eat.
Isn't a fan of horror movies unless it's body horror or really really fucking stupid.
He likes biting his partners. Not just chomping on their skin either, he likes to nibble and really get his teeth all up in their skin. They can't bite back though because he's ticklish and will slap them really hard.
He likes to sleep in weird places. Underneath tables, in front of balcony windows, bathtubs, inside the couch.
He is a certified boob enjoyer. Doesn't matter what size. He likes all of them.
He likes neutral colors. Blacks, grays, whites, browns, and tans. Sometimes yellow.
He ate someone once. Full on cannibalized them. Only regret is that he kinda tasted bad.
He loves cats! They're not his favorite, but he loves them because they are soft and they love him back. (Dogs are the only animals that don't like him)
He doesn't like hummus. No particular reason. He just does not like it.
Completely tuned out everything Marik said after he was told his name. Everything else was in one ear and out the other.
Pretty chill with bugs unless they're flies, roaches, locusts, crickets, and grasshoppers. He doesn't like those at all.
In the situation where he got a redemption, I don't think he'd feel bad for the Yugi gang or almost ending the world. I think he just wouldn't see the point in taking revenge anymore because it obviously just wasn't working out. He isn't killing people anymore though! (He feels a little bad about Ghost and Ryou tho. He went a little overboard on them.)
He can't walk in heels over 2 inches.
He's actually really insecure about his dueling skills since he doesn't like the game that much, but he literally needs to play it.
He really likes flowers and gardening.
He keeps a copy of Tragoedia in his wallet, for memories sake.
He is incredibly touch starved, but he also feels like he doesn't really deserve to be touched in a soft and tender way. He doesn't like being kissed or hugged because that's just too gentle and loving, being bit tickles and that makes him feel too vulnerable. He can't help that he feels this way, but he just can't accept that someone actually loves him.
He stole his black trench coat from Kaiba.
Out of all of Ryou's friends, I imagine that Honda is the one he hates the least. He doesn't really do anything, and he protects Ryou from danger, so there isn't much to hate about him other than the fact he's friends with Yami.
The Yami he knows is the same Yami that burned people alive, blew people up, blew out people's eardrums, fed people to monsters, made people die a few times, and threatened to rip off people's legs. That's the Yami he knows, and he's terrified of him.
His favorite video game series is Dark Souls.
If Yami Bakura accepts the love of someone, he starts to purposely hurt them so they can stay home with him. He's subtle about it, so it's hard to tell if it's on purpose or not.
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Jake Muller/Wesker Headcanons
Jake Muller ended up being my favorite character of the characters introduced in RE6, so why not do a headcanon list for him?
Firstly, his mother never actually loved Wesker. In fact, they never actually met. See, in the early '90s, Spencer decided to create a new test group for Project W. The big difference here between this batch of W experiment kids and the first batch is that instead of seeking the most intelligent and genetically hardy kids and "adopting" them, Spencer is just genetically engineering them to have the immune systems needed to adapt to viruses to their advantage as well as be more intellectually driven by choosing sperm donors of the highest pedigree and PhD. These scientists in queation didn't actually know what they were donating sperm for this purpose though, and instead were fed lies such as "Oh certain exposures to experimenral chemicals and gases may cause infertility. We at Umbrella are looking out for your future and want to take every precaution," or some other shit.
Jake's mother was a mercenary often hired by Umbrella for disposing of failed experiments and whistleblowers threatening to expose Umbrella. So when they contacted her for another job, she didn't think much of it. When she learned they wanted her to serve as a surrogate mother, it threw her for a loop. But ultimately, she agreed simply because, with that money, she can live an easy, breezy early retirement life instead of expecting to die a brutal death at every corner. But after the first trimester, she found herself becoming more attached. With each little ultrasound the scientists made her take to make sure there were no abnormalities, and no early miscarriage, she found herself warming up to the little embryo more and more. She never saw herself as mother material, never thought that was something she would want. But she did. And she after breaking in and reading the files to know what was the true purpose of this pregnancy, she knew she couldn't go through with it. (I'm sure you can see I'm a fan of the "heel-face turn" and "even evil has standards" tropes)
She knew Umbrella would be keeping a very close eye on her bank accounts, her home, and her vehicles, so she abandoned it all. Whatever petty cash and clothes she had on her, that was it. She died and cut her hair, changed her clothes, and used whatever cash she had on her to the one country she knew no one would ever look at. One that was constantly in war, whether that's an invasion or a civil war. Edonia.
Once she was in Edonia, that's when she really started to struggle. She managed to get a job as a bartender at a little bar, and get a shitty and small apartment. But saving money between rent, food, and getting the proper baby shit was way too hard. Not to mention finding a doctor was impossible in the war-torn country, at least one that had the equipment to tell her if the baby was alright. The rest of thr pregnancy was really scary. But in March 22nd of 1992, she delivered a healthy boy with red hair and a hell of a pair of lungs for an infant. She named him Jakov.
After he was born, she knew that she couldn't take the chance of taking any mercenary job, no matter how well-paying it was. If Umbrella even got a whiff of where she was and where Jakov was, they would torture and kill her and rip Jakov and start experimenting on him. And that's if she was lucky. So she kept her bartender job, occasionally taking on an extra tutor job if she had the time.
She homeschooled Jakov, and she found out how much of a quick learner he was. He really picked up on languages and mathematics really well, and even though she never knew any instruments, it seemed like all he needed was a week to fuck around and listen to the notes to learn how to master it. When he was almost at puberty age, she started to teach him what she knew about martial arts, as well as how to properly disassemble and clean a variety of guns, how to properly wield knives, and how to disarm someone. He never questioned how she knew all this, considering the constant wars and infighting Edonia was constantly suffering. But, as he wanted to learn more about his father, she couldn't bear to tell him the truth. So she told him lies about how she still loved him, how good of a man he was, and that one day he'll come back and everything will be right again.
Unfortunately, with wars there and shitty buildings that meant constant exposure to dangerous chemicals. She started getting sick when Jakov was 12. As her condition worsened and she was unable to work and keep Jakov safe, the tables turned and now Jakov is out working whatever odd jobs he could to help care for her. Which eventually led to him joining the Edonian Liberation Army at the age of 15 since mercenary work paid a lot more than the odd jobs he used to find. Unfortunately, this wouldn't matter much as just a year later, she would pass, thankfully peacefully in her sleep.
He threw himself into his mercenary work after that, grief-stricken and having no idea how to deal with it. Which, surprisingly quickly, actually helped him. The leader of the new mercenary group he joined(which took him all around the world), really took a liking to him and personally trained him, gave Jakov his first drink, gave him a shoulder to cry on when he couldn't push his emotions away and gave him pointers when he had his first crush in Siberia. His leader became the father Jakov wished he had growing up. Those two years were nice, until 2009 in South America when his leader sold out their mercenary group for a bigger paycheck.
This leads us to the Jake we see in RE6. Jaded, with zero trust in others, and zero wish to be taken advantage of like last time. Using sarcasm and jokes as a front to keep others away. And a reputation for only caring for money, the last lesson his father figure taught him. Which he eventually unlearns in the events of RE6 with Sherry Birkin thoroughly breaking all his beliefs about how people and the world works, and thoroughly charming him.
#headcanon#resident evil headcanon#jake muller#jake wesker#jake muller headcanons#jake wesker headcanons#resident evil
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Had a dream that Eggman got tired of using animals as living batteries for his machines because they didn't provide enough power and needed to be sustained as natural lifeforms.
So he turned his attention to Chao. He experimented with a Neutral but the chao can only grant their power if they're willing, so the first test was a failure.
He later found out they're more obedient and willing if you raise them til they're adults and transformed. So he did that. Then he put it in a machine to test it. The test was successful, for maybe an hour or so... The chao was so willing to help its master that it expended all of its energy and died in the process.
Eggman just shrugged and scoffed as he ordered Metal Sonic to raise a garden of evil chao so that he could mass produce and exploit more of them. Didn't care if they all died, he just wanted them to power his sentinels.
I was wondering... What would you think if Sega took a dark route like this with Eggman? I know you're a fan of the more violent and evil Eggman, so i wanted to hear your opinion on this. Personally, if Sega ever wanted to make a T rated sonic game I'd friggin love seeing this side of Eggman.
DUDE FJSBSBGKSBFKGNZN I'm rubbing my hands together and scheming evilly with this, that's when you know it's good
I've always liked to imagine that one of the few reasons he keeps Chao around is because he's fascinated with them for their connection to Chaos and wants to research to learn more and potentially get some use out of them in future plans. Because that's really his first thought for anything in life, what it can do for him. Even when it comes to innocent little creatures, as he's got a track record of that starting from the very beginning.
How fucked up it would be if all those Chao that he keeps in his private garden and Cryptic Castle would be used for something so twisted in the end. I like to think that no matter how long it was that he had been keeping Chao until he decided to test his theories, it wouldn't be difficult for him to grab one and use it as a test subject for another sick scheme at the thought, just like any other small cute creatures in his life because there are no exceptions.
Starting with a plain neutral which means it's untouched and uninfluenced by him, which one would think that using them would be more bearable than one they've bonded with and become attached to. But Eggman isn't like that, when he finds they need that effort as they need to be willing, it'll only make him more eager and determined and he won't even hesitate to create a bond with a Chao with the intention of breaking it in the worst way possible.
Even if that means showing them the supposed love and affection they require, making them feel happy, safe, and trusting, even admiring him and believing he cares. They don't know that the wild grin on his face isn't that of pure joy to spend time and have fun with them. And they don't know that when he laughs, it's because he's thinking about how these cute little things have so much power he can use and he's not going to let it go to waste.
He changes them into the perfect Dark Chao that are loyal to him- then betrays and uses them just like anything else. And he isn't even cruel before that, only making what becomes of them even worse and more heartless of an act because despite how they were fooled, the process wasn't genuine bonding and he didn't develop feelings of care, he still willingly puts them at risk so easily. That's all it was to him, a process, a necessary step to be taken in his plan.
Well, he's not cruel to them that much so they don't start to hate him and become too unwilling to be used- buuut if he wants to speed up the process of them becoming Dark type, then he could occasionally get a liiittle bit harsher... Because you know how quickly they can change their tune from upset from it to happy, if they're petted and fed after. I mean he has exclusive kicking and slapping animations in the Chao Garden for a reason fjsbgksbgjskgbk god
And it's the same when they die during the test. He doesn't feel guilty about the poor little Chao that he raised and betrayed by bringing it into the world and then taking it out of it. He just hardly even acknowledges its death, aside from being pleased that it worked and likes how it was willing enough to give its life for him but of course, he takes it for granted because he feels he's entitled to it and it should be the standard for all those beneath him.
His only thought is it would've been nicer if it could've lived longer for it to be useful to him longer and that's it. But he shrugs like oh well and decides using the Chao is very convenient than the common creatures for their higher energy and power and how they're actually even easier to mass produce as he keeps them contained in his gardens and castle. So it's onto the next step of hatching and raising more with help of Metal and other robots to prepare for his scheme.
And he's not just careless about how they'll all die but can also find it entertaining, how they're so easy to influence and make willing and obedient, so eager to please that it kills them. It's the loyalty he always demands and will take advantage of in the darkest ways, they must be willing to give their all including their life to do as he pleases. He'd love the power he feels with them submitting their lives to him. They belong to him for his selfish cause, even if it means sacrificing.
He can cruelly torment helpless little Wisps and enjoy their fear and then drain them of their energy for his selfish needs until they become dark negative beings, so I wouldn't put it beneath him and he could even actually enjoy it as well as be apathetic towards it. It doesn't matter who they are or what they look like, he will exploit them for his gain just like anything else with no exceptions, what he wants and what they can do for him always comes first.
I'd absolutely love it if they did omfg 🥰💜💕💘💖 I don't want them to introduce all these huge changes to his character in upcoming games and make him nicer, I just want more exploration of his character the way he is, like the great lengths he'll go for his own selfish gain and how evil and scary he can get. Not changing a single thing about him, just the tone of the overall story to allow the exploration of his already existing great traits and capabilities.
Thank you for sharing this concept with me, I adore it. I'm so happy to be getting back to talking about my kind of dark, evil, and violent but also funny Eggman which I really enjoy the most. And this is right up my alley and the exact kind of stuff that I'm gonna be posting even more of on my upcoming side blog! :D
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y'know, van lifer family vloggers are a scourge on society already. but i've got a new one lately: boat life family vloggers. so over the last week on facebook watch/video, i've started to get a young aussie couple, say in their early 30s, trying to convince people that living on a catamaran, sailing around the world is the peak of living sustainably and "beating the housing crisis" and "living the life they want" etc etc etc, all the usual mantras of van lifer family vloggers.
i don't really know how old most of the videos in my feed are, but in a couple of the latest ones that i've watched, they have a toddler (say about 2 years old) and a 6 month old or something. I've been thinking, along side of a parody series of van lifer family videos that I watch on YT shorts, about how incredibly cramped this life is. just how much control these parents want over their kids. how lonely and isolating it will be for those kids once they're older, and need actual kids their age- not just their sibling (or siblings if these people want more kids that the two they've got)- to interact with outside of and away from their parents (and their brother rn- or sister/s if they have more kids). at one stage, right after they have their second kid, they're straight back on the boat like a week after the kid is born.
in one of the videos, they show you around a new boat that's about $1.5 million to buy. they show you all the rooms in it: the galley, the two bedrooms, the kitchen etc and the navigation deck. but in what i suppose is meant to be the master bedroom (it's a queen bed stuffed between 2 walls and a door, with two small overhead fans when it's hot)..... and there's a funny thing down the end of the bed for storage. the woman of the couple, who shows the viewers the room, goes "oh i could probs fit in here!!! *feet stick out as she tries to squeeze herself into a STORAGE UNIT* oh wait. no i can't fit in it. it really is storage. or y'know. you could fit a child in there, i suppose." like. kelsey or whatever your name is. why the fuck would you put a kid in there??? other than maybe you're nursing them and want them close. but still. it's A FUCKING STORAGE UNIT?????
but i digress. you're being "environmentally conscious". you're living off of solar power and "teaching our kids about the r E a L w O r L d!!!!! giving them a real education!!! letting them live a life that they'd NEVER have on the mainland of australia!!! look! we've sailed to the bahamas to meet another youtube travel couple!! look! our boat broke down in bali so now kelsey has a much needed break from the kids on the mainland of indonesia bc we've invited our family over to the conutry bc it's closer (and cheaper) than Hawaii, where we were a month ago!!!"
like. have you considered that maybe this isn't really healthy for your kids??? like you have the tiniest fucking shower "or if the weather's good, our shower is mother nature :).... using the crystal clear waters of barbados to wash ourselves!!!! isn't that just awesome and cool and unique!!!???" and "oh our boat batteries have died so now we HAVE to shack up at a marina to charge :(! this sucks, bc it's so much better to be right next to dolphins in the atlantic oceans for our little boys!!!! we hate being on any mainland really bc we're not being self-sufficient!!! but half the time we have to moor and go to the mainland of anywhere, to make sure we stock up on locally sourced, grass fed farmer's market stock and also long life food!!!"
anyway. you get my point. i don't think this channel is good for starters, considering that what if you have a massive fight, in which you need time to cool off AWAY from your partner??? even more esp when you have the two kids now??? you really have NO private space on this catamaran, even though they sell it as if they do. again, obvs they're not filming EVERYTHING so you don't know what goes on when the camera isn't on. but still. i think this lifestyle is all fun and games..... until you get kids in the picture.
i dont think it matters if your son atlas (the 2 year old) and your son ashwaganda (the baby) really see dolphins up close in the atlantic ocean vs an aqaurium or on a doplhin cruise back in australia. they do NOT need "real world living" at goddamned 2 YEARS OLD AND 6 MONTHS OLD!!!! they are CHILDREN. they need other kids to be around.... and in their immediate family back in australia...... not just with their parents..... and random kids that they might meet in whatever country you've sailed to.... for like a week. before you claim "it's been too long since we've had our sea legs and we're so restless to get back on the water to BE FREE and away from the hustle and bustle of *insert city here*.... even if it WAS a welcoming break for mummy and daddy. since daddy had the boys over in bali and mummy shoved you off on grandma while we had a retreat in bali."
it's just beyond me that they're selling themselves as an aspirational couple and how "to break free of the mainland of your country and trust your gut for family!!! be self-sufficient today and live the free-roaming, real world, carefree catamaran adventurer/vagabond life today with your kids in tow!!!!" NO!!! i can just imagine how much your kids will hate you if you continue to live this life when they're older than 2 years old and 6 months old.
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People are gonna inevitably think this is a skwistok thing rather than my weird obsessions with the concept of morality but hear me out:
- Angel Skwisgaar who is angry that he technically can't actually create things or have a free will spitefully turns himself into a 'human' and lives on Earth in an attempt to fugue out things like ability to produce original content.
- While there, he meets a very confusing demon Toki, who's here after running from Hell when his family tried to put him into the 9th circle for 'treachery' (read: not being able to be a cruel and vicious killer 24/7) for all eternity.
- Toki technically has free will, but no real experiences with the world around him or any world that isn't whichever one of the circles he's been shoved into for a supposed crime of being hungry when not fed for centuries, or crying from pain, or just because his family is utterly convinced he deserves it for some reason or another. Skiwsgaar, however, knows literally nothing about Toki's past beyond him being a demon, and is mad as hell that this yutz gets to have creativity and he doesn't.
- Cue a lot of Skwisgaar 'creating' songs based on algorithms of past music (like a computer) and Toki adding small tweaks/finishing touches so the song is more 'human'. Toki always plays rhythm/backup.
- The exchange Toki demands for bringing Skwisgaar's songs to life is that he is given protection and a room with food and crash courses in how to interact with the world around him.
- Their appearances are based off of human media because Skwisgaar wanted an appealing vessel and Toki found a form that was inconspicuous to normal people but cute to himself. Among other details, Skwisgaar hides that he actually has six wings and technically eyes all over his skin. Toki's nails are made of actual metal and has wolf-like legs when he's not pretending to be human.
- Eventually Skwisgaar's songs begin to have more of a real voice to them and Toki befriends all of the local strays. Their interactions turn from begrudged cooperation to easy friendship and bickering. Skwisgaar will occasionally stroke Toki's fluffy legs and soft hair. Toki makes sure that Skwisgaar's small circle of reminders of his true home stays spotless no matter what.
- Over time it becomes increasingly clear that neither of them is really able to go back to their og home and they're both a little too human now. Skwisgaar gets writers block because that's the price for creativity. Toki is increasingly prone to being hurt by misunderstandings now that he lets himself be vulnerable.
- They work their shit out with more and more time and some help. Cue talking about trauma and dealing with Toki's family occasionally turning up in places and Skwisgaar struggling to choose between morality as it was in heaven and morality as it is here.
- Along the way they run into former angel-turned-devil-turned-this-guy Pickles who didn't mean to get Adam and Eve banished from Eden, ahnestley, he was just high as all fuck and wanted to eat apples with company for once. Pickles introduces them to 'Be Not Afraid, Scratch That, Be Afraid, I Fucking Rule' Nathan, a defector of the demonic side and big fan of yelling and reminiscing about how great the day of creating the animals was (got banished for trying to improve the frogs). Along with them is Murderface the 'Don't Fucking Aschk' angel who got to smite people a whole lot before it was realized that he's a little too sadistic and creepy about it, and therefore chucked out from heaven.
- Keeping the entire ragtag crew together/not exorcised is semi-Satanic ex-Satanist-priest Charles (with his Masters in law, minor in theology, and actual religion as more of a 'buddhism but with murder' thing), there's-no-such-thing-as-angels-or-demons-or-magic Abigail, and Richard 'Will believe in any god or devil in exchange for job' Knubbler.
- The group of five becomes more famous with time thanks to the human trio. Charles is in charge of mostly the legal and theological side of things while Abigail takes over business contracts and publicity. Knubbler is mostly just working as their sound engineer but now and then he's in charge of helping Charles decipher incomprehensible prophecies.
- All of them let parts of their true forms out on stage. Abigail has released multiple statements saying the band will not be revealing their special effects and makeup secrets, so stop fucking asking.
- Melmord shows up for all of five minutes before Charles 'accidentally' traps him in one of his occult charm things, which he then gifts to Abigail. She's more than ok with the idea of her rival being trapped in a small rock set in metal forever. That's what he fucking gets for trying to steal her job.
- They do eventually let him out after realizing that Melmord has tangential connections to the Blues Devil and technically they're not allowed to harm him long-term. BD appears to the producer trio in a cloud of smoke, hands Abigail a skull with emeralds for eyes in exchange for getting his servant back, and turns himself and Melmord into crows for their exit. Abigail continues to deny the existence of magic and magical beings.
- Charles gives up on getting her to believe after this. As far as he's concerned, any human that can negotiate with the literal devil while having no magic or supernatural power assisting her gets to not believe in the devil. It's a fair deal.
- Abigail and Pickles become pretty fast friends and even though she turns him down early on, they stay close and are usually arguing over really weird philosophical and ethical ideas together.
- Knubbler is one of the first people Murderface genuinely trusts and it does lead to him slowly getting a little better at dealing with humans, because clearly they're not all that boring of douchebags if someone like this is one of them.
#dethklok#metalocalypse#nathan explosion#william murderface#pickles the drummer#skwisgaar skwigelf#toki wartooth#charles foster offdensen#charles offdensen#cfo#abigail remeltindtdrinc#dick knubbler#Richard knubbler#melmord fjordslorn#the blues devil
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TUC Auction Tracker
yall knew it was coming.
I will be putting Named Characters only in order of how they appear on the page (except when its multiple of the same character I’ll put them together), and then in order of final price when that is settled. Also as a little treat, for each wave i’ll calculate the unnamed character that got the highest bid (like Ham Dog), and put the lowest that a mini sold for.
UPDATE (11/14): The first “wave” has happened! Turns out they showed all the ones they were going to do at once, but are auctioning them off in 2 waves. This first one was 11/7-11/14 so it just concluded as I write this (2am 11/14)!
UPDATE (11/18): the auction is over! All minis have been sold for a Lot of money for charity and their creators. ya love to see it. I did the math for each wave separately, but combined the lists at the end and calculated priciest unnamed character and lowest/highest bid overall too ^v^
Listed below are named characters and their final prices, sorted most expensive first. I also crunched the numbers for the unnamed character which got the highest bid!
Wave 1:
Stephen Sondheim - $2,001
Ox - $1,901
Kugrash - $1,601
La Gran Gata - $1,400
Ricky Matsui (1/2) - $1,279
Kingston Brown (1/2) - $1,141
Wally Kugrich - $1,112.11
Pete Conlan (1/2) - $951
Em - $925
Alejandro Ortiz - $881
Sofia Lee (1/2) - $776
Misty Moore (Titania costume) - $751
Lady Liberty - $711
Misty Moore (1/2) - $703
Isabella Infierno - $576
Priya Danger - $501
Becky - $476
Epona Cirillo - $416
and congrats to Mutant Santa Clone 9 for being the priciest unnamed mini at $852!
the lowest a mini sold for was $351 (Civilian Satyr Onesie)
Wave 2
Stephen Sondheim (Battle Mode) - $3,412
Kugrash (with crown) - $2,133
Sofia Lee (2/2) - $2,001
Nod - $1,602
Kingston Brown (2/2) - $1,502
Pete Conlan (2/2) - $1,065
The Juicy Cockroach - $901
Robert Moses - $901
Rat King - $850
Esther Sinclair - $802
Misty Moore (2/2) - $755
Ricky Matsui (2/2) - $751
Rowan Berry - $653
Santa Claus - $576
Kugrash (Bear Form) - $536
Don Confetti - $516
Titania - $501
the priciest unnamed mini in Wave 2 was Mutant Santa Clone 10 at $601!
the lowest bid in Wave 2 was Elvis Impersonator at $322!
and finally, the Master List, sorted by price!
Stephen Sondheim (Battle Mode) - $3,412
Kugrash (with crown) - $2,133
Sofia Lee (2/2) - $2,001
Stephen Sondheim - $2,001
Ox - $1,901
Nod - $1,602
Kugrash - $1,601
Kingston Brown (2/2) - $1,502
La Gran Gata - $1,400
Ricky Matsui (1/2) - $1,279
Kingston Brown (1/2) - $1,141
Wally Kugrich - $1,112.11
Pete Conlan (2/2) - $1,065
Pete Conlan (1/2) - $951
Em - $925
The Juicy Cockroach - $901
Robert Moses - $901
Alejandro Ortiz - $881
Rat King - $850
Esther Sinclair - $802
Sofia Lee (1/2) - $776
Misty Moore (2/2) - $755
Misty Moore (Titania costume) - $751
Ricky Matsui (2/2) - $751
Lady Liberty - $711
Misty Moore (1/2) - $703
Rowan Berry - $653
Isabella Infierno - $576
Santa Claus - $576
Kugrash (Bear Form) - $536
Don Confetti - $516
Priya Danger - $501
Titania - $501
Becky - $476
Epona Cirillo - $416
the priciest unnamed mini is mutant santa clone 9 at 852$!
the lowest price paid for a mini was Elvis Impersonator at $322!
Fun Fact: Robert Moses and The Juicy Cockroach sold for exactly the same amount. This is because capitalism is vermin.
Observation: the average price per mini is about the same as acoc, but the bigger names (PCs, fan favs) have way lower prices than the acoc ‘big names’ - I don’t think any acoc PC went for under 1000, and fan fav npcs also had 4 digits for the most part, some even 5. not to say this isn’t a LOT of fucking money being thrown around - stephen sondheim alone is like. MONTHS of pay at min. wage
My hypothesis (11/14) is:
A. a crown of candy has been starved for content for longer and gained more of a cult following. tuc got a season 2! their fans are well-fed, and it makes a difference in how they interact with the story.
B. the novelty of the idea to begin with - it was the first time the auction happened, and no one was sure if it would ever happen again.
C. a lot of the tuc characters have multiple minis. All the player characters have at least 2 versions of themselves, and this is the first wave. I hypothesize that when the bidding is for the last Pete Conlan mini available, things will get pricier.
D. acoc was a much more........emotionally draining campaign. tensions ran a lot higher bc of the PC permadeath and serious nature of it all. Not to say tuc isn’t emotional or serious, but like. acoc hit Different. More people wanted that fuckin carrot dead than anyone in tuc season 1 at least.
E. related, and probably not as much of a factor, but tuc is at its core about destroying capitalism and empowering the working class, while acoc is all about the upper crust of society. maybe the hardcore fans tuc attracts have less disposable income bc they see themselves represented by the predominantly middle to low-income characters? that could be utter bullshit but it did cross my mind
UPDATE (11/18): no discernible change in pricing b/w waves, nor a big trend b/w duplicate/alternate versions minis of the PCs. (stats below)
Kingston Brown (1/2) - $1,141
Kingston Brown (2/2) - $1,502
increase in W2
Ricky Matsui (1/2) - $1,279
Ricky Matsui (2/2) - $751
decrease in W2
Pete Conlan (1/2) - $951
Pete Conlan (2/2) - $1,065
increase in W2
Sofia Lee (1/2) - $776
Sofia Lee (2/2) - $2,001
BIG increase in W2
Misty Moore (Titania costume) - $751 (W1)
Misty Moore (1/2) - $703 (W1)
Misty Moore (2/2) - $755 (W2)
increase
Rowan Berry - $653 (W2)
decrease
Kugrash - $1,601 (W1)
Kugrash (with crown) - $2,133 (W2)
BIG increase
Kugrash (Bear Form) - $536 (W2)
BIG decrease
#original post#d20#dimension 20#tuc#auction#the unsleeping city#miniatures#minis#miniature art#dnd#dungeons and dragons
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Spoilers for Obi-Wan Kenobi part I
Ok let’s go
Yeah, let’s put in a recap just in case the Prequel Trilogy doesn’t haunt you
“Anakin Skywalker, meet Obi-Wan Kenobi,”
featured in “the top ten sentences that break my heart”
So Hayden being hyped for this was just preparing me for how this is All About Anakin Again
God they were both so hot in RotS
Pun non intended for once
HAAAAA LETS GO
show Order 66 as many time as possible challenge
Yeah those kids are dead
Bye kids
SAND TITLE CARD you’re so sexy
Wait i have a great idea: every opening should be another Order 66 scene i want to see all over that Temple as it falls down
SPACE SHIP SHADOW my beloved
Idk why space ships, especially big ones, make me incredibly excited and a not insignificant part of why I’m a fan of this franchise comes from the fuck you big ships it has. Yes i did like the Last Jedi a lot. ‘cause it had the biggest ship.
Inquisitor Squad! I spent like 2 hours earning them all in GoH a couple weeks ago now I’m gonna see if their attacks are accurate lmao
Another reason why I’m a fan of star wars is that the villains know how to dress
Yeah my dudes, you get why the dark side is fun
“You know who we are.”
“Yeah bro, you’re all dressed like an evil elite force and not the ones wearing red.”
Hehehehe evil monologue let’s go
LOL
THIS FIXATION WITH KENOBI WELCOME TO THE CLUB THIRD SISTER
What is that.
I don’t wanna say Krayt because i don’t know much about them besides that they’re dragons on tatooine and at least some of them are black but Krayt? 👀 (please it’s important to me because of themes)
ARE THEY PROCESSING IT
That meat looks good tho
HE’S HERE
HELLO THERE
OH I MISSED YOU SO
you look good with a knife ngl
scratch that he just looks good in general oh my god i need to find a pirate version of this i want to take all the screenshots
The Obi-Wan Show Episode1: Obi-Wan starts an union
Meat Wars reborn but this time it’s Meat Workers War
No i not will elaborate, know your crack
He’s so beautiful i missed him so much i wanna die
@forcearama i know your pain
SAD MAN IN A CAVE TIME
SMELLY MAN IN A CAVE 😂
Jawas are the best actually. Love how they talk.
They sound like sped up anime characters
“I’ve heard the Jedi are all but extinct.
Courtesy of my best friend.”
Anakin is so bad for business.
Welcome to the stinky wizard club Obes.
He’s still dreaming about him 10 years later no one touches me.
*makes miserable noise at Anakin laughing in the speeder and then the i hate you*
LISTEN
I KNOW ALL THAT ALREADY
WHY IS IT HITTING ME SO HARD
Part of me is like “answer the phone Qui-Gon” the other is like “no that’s good i don’t want to see him anyway and also Obi-Wan needs to be alone and miserable because i love angst”.
Baby Luke!
Oh that’s hitting him hard
*claps gleefully* yes more pain
It’s like he’s paying for child maintenance after his divorce
Oooooh he called him master of course he knew him everyone knew him
“You were once a great Jedi”
Yeah 😭
Is that Alderaan?
Yes!
Tiny Leia!
“Try to not make anyone cry”
lmao that’s daddy Vader’s girl
And that is Anakin and Padmé’s girl <3
Do they have binary classes or did she just learn to interpret by having a droid around from a young age
I’ve got to read up on that it’s important for fanfic reasons
Leia and Lola
Don’t give promises you can’t keep babygirl
You know when we used to talk about a Kenobi movie all i wanted from it was seeing Obi-Wan be sad in the desert and today I’m being finally fed.
Owen vs Ben
“Like you trained his father? Anakin is dead, Ben. I won’t let you make the same mistake twice.”
Might as well stab him in the heart it would hurt less.
Cut off hand count: 1
Is Reva’s Force sense tingling?
Hate to break it to you Reva but Owen’s not dying for nine more years.
Today in Everyone Hates Tatooine
Today in Everyone Wants Obi-Wan
What did he do to her lol
“What I’m owed.”
Like what? Revenge? (Cause her name is Reva) Loads of credits? A promotion? Darth Vader’s attention?
“I didn’t do it for you.”
I knew you would say that you dumb fucking farmer (affectionate) guess what he was probably not saying thank you for himself either
“I didn’t come here to end slavery”,
said most people in Star Wars.
“Then i guess i don’t need manners when I’m talking to you” nice burn.
“You’re not even a real Organa” nah she’s a Skywalker, which is worse
She’s reading your mind cuz
“You have to rise above Leia”
wait til the third trilogy she’ll rise alright
She’s so dramatic i love her
I wonder if her cousin gets blown up with the planet
See, promises she can’t keep
“I know who she’s like”
me too
Bounty hunters?
Who you gonna call?
He’s our only hoe after all 😌
“I’m not who i used to be”
why, because you lost your sparring partner?
Great now i have to go and look up the travel time between Alderaan and Tatooine to know how long it takes for Bail to arrive
Yeah it’s something like 4 days give or take
“You couldn’t save Anakin”
here’s your daily reminder
“There is no one i trust more with my child than you”
hey that’s a sentence I’m sensitive about
Funny how it doesn’t hit the same at all tho 🙃
Ewan has really pretty eyes
A whole army no but I’ll do you one better
Is he
IS HE
digging for his lightsaber?
Did he find it by pinging the kyber?
Oh man i keep pausing on shots of Ewan looking hot that’s not good for my psyche
I’m going to have so much fun drawing him in something else than beige.
I mean come on he has LEATHER GLOVES i love drawing that shit
Ah shit no he was digging for his Jedi robes i hate this show
Bro do you actually wanna get arrested
They really do be hunting themselves
#well those were two intense hours#calyss watches star wars#the obi wan show#obi wan kenobi#star wars spoilers#obikin#(written with goggles on)#my god i still have a whole episode available to watch#sorry for pinging you for this forcearama but i want you to know your not alone in your suffering
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It was in my head okay? It's late and I can't sleep because the neighbor's music is rattling my fucking windows.
Rated M for heavy innuendo and sexual themes, and horny drunken gay crackshipping. Dusty/Apollo & Nick/Ripslinger. You have been warned.
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God, this place was disgusting. Ripslinger curled up on himself a little tighter, scooting as far into the corner of the couch as he could. When he found out this "get together" would be at someone's house, he already knew it was going to get out of hand. Like, drunk frat boys doing cocaine and fucking until the crack of dawn kind of out of hand. He watched Dusty's slow decline into being completely fucking wasted, and sending Apollo down with the ship. He didn't think the designer had it in him to take that much booze. Then again, maybe the man on the other end of the couch sloppily tonguing with the farm boy wasn't the same person.
It was like watching a train wreck, in the way that Rip couldn't take his eyes off of the scene. Dusty was planted into the couch cushions on his back, Apollo literally grinding his hips into him as they made out. For fucks sake, Dusty sounded halfway to an orgasm already and he hadn't even lost his jacket yet.
Rip was about to show himself out, too fed up with the noise and the surrounding chaos to really care. He had only indulged in one drink, which he took his time on with every sip. He could just drive himself back to the airport.
But before he did, he knew he would have to make a pit stop at a bathroom. There was always the nearest gas stations, but their shit was hobo level horrendous, and he didn't dare step foot in a convienence store looking like his million-buck self. It was just easier, by process of elimination, to root around in the house for an empty bathroom.
Without the notice of any of his drunken peers - most of whom were conversing in the kitchen - he slipped away, leaving Dusty and Apollo to their devices as he traversed down the unlit hallway.
The doors were all closed, so he didn't know for sure what was a bathroom and what wasn't. He thought he'd scored at first, before someone yelled from behind the door "Someone's in here!" And another, ragged voice added "It's not pretty..."
Figures someone couldn't hold their drinks down.
"You need a bathroom?" Someone asked, walking up on him. Rip didn't seem to recognize him.
"Uh, yeah, but it's occupied."
"I got another in the master bed," he said, "c'mon I'll show ya."
Ripslinger followed the stranger, curly dark hair and all, up the staircase into the second floor. The place definitely had a fraternity house vibe to it, had he not known it belonged to Dusty's boss and his family or whatever.
"It's through here," the stranger said, opening a door and flicking on the light inside. The master bedroom was lush with deep reds, and had Ripslinger not remembered this was in an older modelled house, he would have been jealous of whoever got to sleep here.
Or fuck here.
"Damn, this place is nice."
"Thank you," the stranger said, "we're both red fans, so, the guest room has a similar palette."
"Wh- this is your house??" Rip asked. "But you're not- you don't look-...I didn't know Blake was um..."
The older male chuckled, "What, didn't realize Blade was gay? Yeah, lot of people get confused when they ask about his spouse. Never fails to give me a laugh, though."
"..huh."
The stranger held out their hand, "Nick. Ranger-Lopez."
"Uhh, Rip. That's...what they call me."
Nick looked him up and down for a moment, before his eyes lit up, "oh, I know you! Aren't you that pilot, with the Mustang?"
"Uhh, yeah, yeah that's...that's me."
"Shut. Up. Dude! That thing is sick!"
"Uhh...thanks?"
"Man I would kill for a ride that hot, that must cost a fortune to maintain the paint on!"
"Sssomething like that, yeah." Rip said, trying not to think about the...alternative ways he's had to repay the work done on that airplane.
Rip left Nick at the doorway, trying to make this quick. He couldn’t help but gawk at the separate jaccuzi and standing shower, though. Nick and Blake - Blake? Blade? Ah whatever - sure knew how to go out with style.
“I admit defeat, you have a whole ass hot springs.” Ripslinger said, flicking bits of water off of his hands. Nick smiled, showing his dimples as he did.
“Ah yeah, something like that. You’re welcome to it if you ever find yourself over here again.”
Rip paused for a moment. Again? What an...odd offer.
“I don’t know that I’ll get to,” he said, “Probably best I head out for tonight anyways.”
“What, so soon? You don’t even look like you’ve had an ounce of alcohol yet.”
“Yeah, wild partying just isn’t my thing, contrary to popular belief.”
“Who said you had to party wild?” Nick said, the grin seeming to spread wider on his face as he cocked his head to the side, “There’s so many ways to enjoy events like these. Sometimes you just need the company of a nice person you can click with.”
Rip raised his eyebrow to the indirect invitation, though not necessarily because he was upturned by it. On the contrary, now that he was looking at him, Nick did have quite the frame. He seemed humbly built, and incredibly agile despite his height. Not to mention, Rip could already think of plenty of ways he’d end up oweing him for use of that hot tub. But a thought did cross his mind that stopped him from taking the bait.
“You’re married though.”
Nick shrugged, “and he and Dusty bang on the regular, whether I’m there to be in on the fun or not. We’ve had our years of fun, and we do enjoy our time too, but when offers are laying on the table, well...we both like to indulge in our sugar babies.”
Ripslinger considered the offer for a moment. It had been a while since he’d gotten any, though he had to admit he’s never been anyone else’s sugar baby. Well, maybe Heather’s. Which was usually pretty hot. But she was overseas doing business again, and he had been lonely at home. Well he didn’t have anywhere else to go so soon. Why the hell not?
Ripslinger stood in the bedroom doorway, facing Nick. He glanced at the door, before pulling it closed and locking it.
“We should talk more about that offer of yours.”
Nick bit his lip, “I was hoping you’d say that...”
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Should I make the rest of this and actually make it a fic? I mean I might. It’s crack but like, I still might. XD
#disney planes#disneyplanes#planes 2#disney planes 2#planes fire and rescue#Nick lopez#ripslinger#apollo valentinas#dusty crophopper
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