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vivid-badsquad · 1 year
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heoughhh fuck that artz makibg me have mzmf hugging thoughtz :( zo be prepared 4 hc dump except itz literally juzt half bazed off me n my bf chz we r mzmf irl :3c (ft once again lack of tq)
at first theyre kinda hesitant with touch in general (hand holding, leaning on eachother etc) but touch quickly becomes a big thing in their relationship especially on mizukis side
when they meet in person and mizukis had a bad day, theyll lean themself on mafuyu and wrap their arms around his waist and hell hug back just letting them stay there for a while until theyre good to go again
hugs from behind are also a very big thing from both of them, resting their chins on eachothers shoulder
they definitely rock eachother from side to side while hugging
mafuyu will enitiate hugs very rarely, normally leaving it to mizuki (and their touch starved ass i mean- whaaaat?) but he will if hes feeling especially bad that day
mizukis hugs are very soft and loose while mafuyus hugs are strong and leave mizuki blushing madly every time (normally trying to kiss their cheek or forehead as well)
they always always hug eachother wgen greeting amd leaving eachother no matter what
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tubbytarchia · 2 months
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Sorry I'm still feeling dread about maid Jimmy. Poorly made comic thing under cut
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Sorry this is gonna take up space but I really wanted it to be viewed as intended and such... I put it under read-more though so no one can complain!!
My art block is as strong as ever and killing me but I'm feeling so emotional and dreadful about that last SOS episode still, I forced my way through it lol. Joel wasn't there when it went down (I'm so fucking glad), which made me think of this instead and uh yeah I'm. Fuck man I dont even care about SOS that much!!!! This has ruined me
The way Pix (didn't really do anything wrong btw) made Jimmy dig a hole because he owed him for saving his life, and then Sausage comes in "aha!!!" and obligates Jimmy to do something for him too, quickly disregarding any uncertainty on Jimmy's half and shifting it onto Jimmy with "You actually reminded me that you owe me" (paraphrasing) grrrrr. And tbf he did talk about dancing at that point, but later Jimmy was clearly made to believe that he'd only be serving drinks and then Sausage goes "you're serving YOURSELF!" GRRRRRRR sorry this is just minecraft I know I know. I'm reading to deep into it yaada yaada. But no fuck that I want Jimmy to be happy and not to be made feel like he owes people things even if they saved him, I don't want Jimmy to talk like he's about to cry, I don't want him to be talked down to, I don't want him to feel like he has no room to object and has to just listen to others or expect to be treated a certain way hardwired into his brain, I don't want his abrasiveness to be more of a sought reaction to bullying/teasing/etc rather than a sign of the confidence he used to have, he's been through enough!!!! I hate this why can't I just awooga at maid Jimmy. That'd make things so much easier. Alas the horrors
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ladyvalikage · 2 years
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Why is everyone missing the point of the finale??
"It sucks! It sends a terrible message!! It was so sad and dumb! There was no point to any of it!"
NO POINT?!?!
The point was that despite everything, despite c!Tommy having every right to continue hating and perpetuating the cycle because of all the hardships and trauma he went through.
He didn't.
Because it was his CHOICE to finally see c!Dream for what he was: a human being just like him. And to have compassion and empathy for who c!Dream used to be and what he had been turned unto.
It wasn't an obligation or something that NEEDED to happen. But it was something he chose to do despite all logic saying that he shouldn't.
It's not saying that it should be the norm in all cases where someone is harmed in some way. But it is showing who c!Tommy really is and the real compassion he truly has, despite the narrative of his continuous stuggle with choosing selfishness vs selflessness.
But c!Tommy saw, truly saw him for the first time and told him it wasn't too late to change. And c!Dream believed it for maybe even a moment, maybe it wasn't too late for him to change.
c!Tommy believing for just those last moments that c!Dream had the capacity to change. And that it still wasn't too late for him despite the horrors he'd committed himself to doing. When even c!Dream always knew what he himself was doing was awful, but he felt so cornered and alone as the story went on that he couldn’t see any other path to take. c!Dream had given up on being anything other than the monster everyone said he was.
But the saddest part about it was that it was too late. Because the nuke had already been launched.
It's sad, because the story was always going to be a tragedy. And that's the point:
It was a tragedy.
All of it. Even c!Dream.
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ruthlesslistener · 9 months
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Seeing a white person say unironically that PK and WL are colonizers is so fucking telling that they have zero idea of what racism actually is or the implications behind it, they're just parroting the most basic bullshit to look good. Like come the fuck on that take is racist as shit and its not because PK and WL are any less awful than colonizers. It's incorrect at best but genuinely an awful fucking take when parroted for clout bc you dont wanna be seen as problematic
(It's racist bc equating a genocidal god who you have to shred apart with extreme violence in order to have peace with the pain and anger of indigenous people is. Hm. Bad!!! Not to mention the fact that Radi has a very strong Christian angel motif going on and engages in a 'holy crusade' against everyone in Hallownest INCLUDING OTHER INDIGENOUS TRIBES NOT AFFILIATED WITH THE PALE KING like how the actual fuck can you look at her and go 'oh yeah she represents indigenous people because the moths have what look like dreamcatcher motifs with the essence motes' and unironically think you're not being racist. What the actual fuck)
((Double disclaimer: you can actually write a really interesting and nuanced altcanon narrative with this concept but the problem is that almost nobody ever does, they only ever flag it as 'problematic' because they want to look good, not bc they know the implications))
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utilitycaster · 27 days
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finally watching the episode and I will say, saving any final judgment on the choice made here until I've finished but I do feel rather validated that deities outside the Prime/Betrayers are officially Not Feeling Good either.
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allthecastlesonclouds · 5 months
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tell me about drawtectives. what is this little show.
oooooh my god oh my god. they are my guys. so.
drawtectives itself is a youtube series created by julia lepetit on Drawfee. it's an rpg mystery show– s1 is a murder mystery, s2 is just a mystery– that doubles as an art challenges show. she draws all of the backgrounds and npcs and most of the assets (the 'cutscenes', you could call them) and then the team gets together, knowing absolutely nothing besides what julia's asked them to prepare, and does some funky improv to create a very funky storyline.
there are 3 players and one dm; the pcs are rosé, york, and grendan/grenda/grandma/gma, and the Big NPCs are Jancy True (s1/s2) and Eugene Finch (s2) and they're, in their own words, a found family, so. beloved. their backup plan if all their jobs fail is to move out east and open a bookstore. jancy and eugene have fully accepted their titles as mom/ancestral ghost and son despite meeting each other likely once before the drawtectives dragged them together. overall though if i had to summarize, it's a bunch of friends getting together, making a bunch of puns, appreciating julia's art, and laughing together. the vibes are 10/10 so loving. in writing the transcripts i've written (Karina laughs) (Nathan laughs) (All laugh) So Many Times it's just fun.
so there's three pcs. first one we meet is gyorik 'york' rogdul, who's a half-orc come to the city to learn about his mother's culture. he is the character we have by far the most lore for– if I compiled all the lore I had about the Northern Tribes and Wild Trains, I think the document would be multiple pages. he's also illiterate, which was an interesting decision for the english major of the group to make (in other words, York Will Not Be Illiterate For Season Three bc Y'all Cannot Read) and morally gray if you think about it too hard (he killed his own brother) but yknow he's hot so it's okay. they're all hot any crimes committed are okay. he's also aroace (confirmed by the player, which is!! vibes!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TELLING ME @axolotllee!)
rosé is the Human Rogue and the youngest of the party; her main trait in s1 was Millennial and she Dealt with that. she, in contrast with York, has so little lore we are scraping the barrel. she was a thief, then left everything about that life behind and changed her name to rosé when she went to work for jancy. she lied on her resumé. she knows how to sew; she's sewn Pockets of Holding on most of her clothing. she bonded with a stray cat that lived outside her last apartment. she's three credits short of graduating college. she's, in addition to being a drawtective, jancy's intern, and cried when jancy got her a cupcake. she won't tell her best friends when her birthday is or where she goes to school or what her last name is. that's all we know about her and i love her and she could probably kill someone as she has multiple knives on her person and does not use them. she's bright and funny and can be pretty dark but really does find the humor in it which is. wonderful.
so grendan highforge starts out as The Snobby Rich Boy which. already love the trope something Always Happens To Them if they're a pc. then through s1 they make an offhand comment about a character (faucon, whose name is pronounced 'falco') and how if her name was pronounced that way it'd be grenda. faucon asks how they feel about it. they are caught very off-guard by that and then ask to be called it for the next hour or so. then the next witness calls him gma, and then grandma, and then. yeah she realizes she's genderfluid. and he uses any pronouns and has a full beard and also wears a romper and loves dogs and the player is the Most Experienced TTRPG-er so through maybe using resources a bittt grandma is the most observant character of all of them. he's also a dog walker and a lightweight and does canonically have druidic magic though that was Not Touched On Much and showed up to their first day on the job slightly stoned (they did stop doing that though.) she carries around a box to make the height difference (york is 7'. grendan is 4'. rosé is 6'. you can see the formatting issue) slightly less difficult. she doesn't know how rhinos reproduce but has had a fascination with them since a police chief said one might've committed a crime. i think they could kill someone by talking too much but they don't actually have the strength or dex to do Jack Shit.
and jancy true is the head pi (a great many of the characters are puns and i love it so much) and is there to make sure things get done and clues don't get missed. she has a cochlear implant and uses a cane and solved s1 just by Reading The Paper and hearsay. she solved about half of s2 before Someone Stopped Her. she says hello children to the drawtectives and it is such a fond thing. eugene is. a guy who i love. julia started the show thinking he would be some mysterious character to join them and then made the wonderful improv decision– avoiding having to do npc-npc conversation– of saying 'yeah eugene is spinning a camera on its stand' and rosé just says so gleefully. 'guys. i think he's stupid.' and he became their son. his character is a lot of The Plot of s2 so i don't want to get into it too much but. jancy and eugene my beloved.
they're just. such a family. to quote nathan (grenda's Player) from the s2 talkback: "That's one of my favorite things about this show, is we came in with these vague ideas for characters, and just playing them with each other, they became friends and became better people as a result of knowing each other and solving mysteries. ... Like, we all kind of independently made our characters people that either were distant from their families or, you know, just had tenuous connections to other stuff, and so these are, like, the realest connections they have in their lives."
and then karina (rosé) about 10 seconds later: "Yeah, we love a found family where they bond over just being the worst."
god. them. they're chaotic and loud and feel very real to me. they have excitement and are pretty bad at social cues but they love each other and want to die together because they would hate too much to be separated. i could articulate this better but it's one in the morning and they mean a great deal to me.
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objectumnonsense · 4 months
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a post (link) from @smutposting-ao3 unexpectedly gave me some inspiration and i banged this out (no pun intended) in like three hours (minus editing, which took. a considerable amount of time). content warnings for canon-typical gabriel shredding and some dubious consent
Sisyphus and V1's glaring contest was only broken by Gabriel physically stepping between them and clearing his throat. He turned to Sisyphus with his arms folded.
"What are you doing? I thought you said you liked it when you two met!"
"It started it!" he answered defensively, looking over Gabriel's head at it and frowning. He turned and glowered at it instead.
"Well?"
It signed several almost incomprehensible words in very quick succession, but Gabriel picked out "first loss beat bullshit" with a lot of accusatory pointing.
"...So he was the first thing you've ever lost to?"
It nodded, folding its arms.
Sisyphus laughed.
"That's all? No wonder you were such a sore loser then."
V1 unfolded its arms and looked ready to cuss him out again when Gabriel raised a hand to stop it.
"Enough, you two. We're not here for petty fighting."
V1 nodded eagerly when it heard the word "fighting" and started flipping a coin in one of its blue hands. Gabriel shot it a glare.
"Put that away. We still have to go over rules before we get started."
It rolled its eye, but obliged him, and he turned to address Sisyphus.
"You're sure you're alright with this? It's going to be really intense. I don't want to upset you."
"Angel, I've seen horrors of war and battle the likes of which would make weaker men drop dead at the thought. Nothing you and the weapon do to each other can phase me."
Gabriel still looked doubtful, but nodded and continued.
"Machine, if I or Sisyphus says the safe word, you stop immediately. You remember what it is?"
It nodded and signed "server" before he could ask.
"Good. Of course you know murder is off the table, but besides that, anything goes. Sisyphus, you should probably stand out of the way."
He heeded his words and walked to the back end of the chapel, where he righted a fallen pew and sat down in it. He nodded and gave the pair a thumbs up.
"Perfect. Now, Machine," Gabriel's voice boomed throughout the enormous room, wings and halo manifesting in a burst of brilliant blue light as he unsheathed his swords, "prepare for a resounding defeat!"
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, V1 leapt forward in blur of blue and gold. What followed was a near incomprehensible exchanging of blows, so swift and powerful Sisyphus had trouble telling what was going on. Sawblades whirled, coins gleamed, swords slashed, and blood exploded from the place where the two met. It was a complex dance to a rhythm only the two fighters could hear, and the sheer, practiced brutality was utterly stunning.
An explosion from a rocket sent the pair flying away from each other, V1 hitting the ground rolling and Gabriel hitting the wall hard. V1 looked for the most part unharmed, besides a few deep scratches in its Knuckleblaster arm. Blood stained its plating, but was quickly absorbed.
Gabriel, on the other hand, looked much the worse for wear. A magnet protruded from his thigh, surrounded by dozens of half-buried nails; his left arm and stomach were bleeding openly onto the floor; still, he laughed ecstatically.
"Is that the best you've got?" he barked. "Come on, let's put on a real show!" To Sisyphus's utter shock, his wings and halo glowed brightly anew, dazzling azure with tinges of gold chasing away the dim light of Heresy.
V1 narrowed its eye at him. With a flick of its Whiplash arm, it attached itself to him, and the fight began again.
It was somehow even more bloody than the last clash, but Sisyphus could actually track Gabriel's movements this time. He kept up at first, but soon he began to lose - badly. The machine tore at him again and again while he barely managed to get a scratch on its plating. With each hit he took, a breathless laugh bubbled from his lips.
Finally, with a well-timed ricochet shot straight through his chest, Gabriel fell to the ground, wings unable to carry his weight any longer. Sisyphus stood and made to walk across the chapel to the two, believing the two to be done. Gabriel raised a shaky hand.
"Wait a second -"
His sentence was cut off by a pained shout as V1 leapt onto him. In the blink of an eye, it had broken the clasp of his chestplate and tossed it aside, exposing his torn skin. Sisyphus managed to catch a glimpse of several weeping bullet holes before V1's hands were all over Gabriel, fingers finding as many wounds as they could and burying themselves in them.
Gabriel arched with a cry like a wounded animal, squirming under V1's ravenous touch. It shifted to spread itself across his body, one thigh between his and the other hooked around his waist.
With an obscene squelch of tearing flesh, its Knuckleblaster claws dug into one of the wounds, exposing muscle and sinew and sending even more blood showering onto its plating and the floor below.
Gabriel howled - an unsettling, desperate sound - and V1 pressed itself into him. His hands scrabbled ineffectually at its sides, its back, anything he could reach. Sisyphus shifted his gaze slightly and noticed the shaky but steady motions of his hips against its thigh.
The Knuckleblaster had torn at Gabriel again in the moments Sisyphus had looked away. This time, it pushed into his side, deeper and deeper, until the claws were buried to, well, the knuckles. The air left his lungs in a long moan as it slowly dragged them down, leaving long, ugly gashes in their wake.
Surely the machine was fueled enough by now. Gabriel was practically bleeding out underneath it and it still took more.
A barely-audible "Ma- machine, please," was the only sign Gabriel was still conscious. His arms had dropped to his sides and his head lolled.
Apparently V1 knew what he wanted, because it started shifting its thigh, grinding against him where he was apparently too weak to.
"Th-thank you, thank you, ggh-!"
He barely managed a twitch of his hips when its hand - the Feedbacker, this time - started massaging his bleeding side with the same rhythm it was grinding on him. They kept at it for a few moments more before, with a weak gasp, Gabriel convulsed for a moment, then fell totally limp.
Surely it was done - but Gabriel had warned him beforehand, after all.
The machine shifted its position over him and settled itself between his thighs, all four arms grabbing and pushing and groping. With a click of metal, its panel slid aside and it wasted no time in grinding itself against his still-clothed crotch.
A cold pit grew in Sisyphus's gut. Gabriel was unconscious, or at best barely hanging on, judging by the way he gave no resistance to its manipulation. Was this a regular occurrence for the two? How much did he know about what happened to him after he passed out?
He stood.
"That's enough, weapon. Server."
It whipped its head around at his words, and for a moment, he was frozen in place by the sheer, animalistic fury in its gaze. The center ring of its optic was pin-narrow, while the outer ring was so wide as to almost not be visible. Its wings arched, one hand instinctively reaching halfway to its back.
But only for a moment. Its eye refocused, its hand lowered, and it stood and backed away, raising its empty palms in a surrendering gesture. Sisyphus noticed how tense he had suddenly become, and that his fists were half-raised.
He attempted to shake the heavy cloud of - fear? disgust? something unpleasant and cold- out of his head and approached Gabriel.
He knelt at his side, laying a hand on his chest. His heart beat faintly - thank the stars - and some of the smaller scratches on him were already starting to knit together. Still, Sisyphus couldn't shake the strange, bone-deep feeling of apprehension from himself.
Gabriel was fine. He would heal. He just needed to get him home. (He forced himself not to think of how many times he might have been left on the floor here after the machine was through with him.)
He retrieved Gabriel's chestplate from next to him, and with the other arm, scooped his body up.
He was definitely unconscious. (And was he always this small compared to him?) Sisyphus held him closer to his chest - just so he wouldn't fall - and turned to face the machine.
It had been eyeing the trail of dripping blood left behind by Gabriel being moved, but met his gaze when he stared at it. It sat stock still, body language unreadable, panel long since closed. Besides the excess blood drying on its plating, it showed few signs the encounter had ever taken place. (Damned thing. What right did it have to look so unbothered when it had almost - almost -)
Neither moved for a few moments. Sisyphus wasn't sure what to say, if anything at all. (What could he say?)
He settled for a terse nod, turned on his heel, and rushed out of the chapel. (His steps were not hurried with panic. He was calm. Gabriel was fine.)
He felt the machine's stare on the back of his head until he was out of its sight.
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psi-spectacular · 4 months
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yuri if it was mid
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minobe-household · 3 months
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i say she isn't in an relationship going off of canon but the real ones know that's a lie. she's married. to freddy fazbear
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mommyashtoreth · 9 days
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david tennant x michael sheen truthers should expend their resources on proving that david tennant is nonbinary
Obligatory I do NOT like shipping real people (except for when it's absurdist and/or one or more parties involved are dead) and I do NOT condone this sort of rpf trutherism, on an ethical level. However my crushing, all-consuming, wholly parasocial desire to turn David Tennant into a woman trumps all ethics. So really no one can tell whether this idea is good or bad
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chansgender · 1 year
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transrevolutions · 7 months
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i think ive said this before but least realistic thing about les mis (particularly modern aus) is that enjolras has friends in real life. this is not a dunk on him its an observation from experience that theres a sort of reflected-parabola relationship between amount of political conviction and number of people who stick around long term.
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labratboygirl · 6 months
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ME WHRN THE FUCKING . NEWEST ASHUR SHOOT .
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ruthlesslistener · 1 year
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Head in hands. Guys the Knight is a fucking child. They have the phsyiology of an actual baby vessel, which is proven multiple times in the game when comparing them against the Pure Vessel, Hornet, the Pale King, and the White Lady, who, while at varying sizes, are all larger than the Knight and have tapered faces. Mental age is up for debate but physically they are canonically a fucking child
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timetakillgod · 12 days
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Chapter 4 of How Can You Love Me is honesty one of my favorite pieces of work. It's what I've been wanting to write, but I needed to get the first three chapters so I could set up the fact they knew each other. But just- Omen and Shamura know what is going to happen, know what happened and yet- yet they love each other anyways. They can't say it, won't, but they take care of each other like lovers do anyways.
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riacte · 7 months
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Deep breath. Anyone wanna vividly imagine happy, Covid-less irl MCC9 Blue Bats at Twitchcon with me 😌
Like okay, it's the first time the hermits are playing competitively. They've got their practice streams but they have to play live now. They've got their irl Blue Bats shirts. Everyone's hyped. It's kind of an awkward meetup because they're mostly strangers but it's fine. It's cool. The hermits are surprised by how young Fruit is and he just goes :] yeah I recently turned 18 lol. They see Fruit do his parkour with his mouse and his keyboard and their jaws drop because it's just ???? how does he even do it??? we're so old lol.
They're still the underdogs so the casters don't pay much attention to them compared to the other teams. It's 2020 so we're in the Dream-Techno era. Blue Bats are waiting to be called out and everyone's nervous as fuck but they know they have to hold it together for the sake of their teammates. Ren talks about sweating to diffuse the tension. It kind of works. It also kind of doesn't.
The Blue Bats are introduced. The casters have miraculously gained knowledge of the lore and introduce them as the underdogs, making reference to H's infamous "and the entire MCC community sleeps on the Blue Bats" tweet. They mention H's redemption arc after losing Dodgebolt in the previous MCC. They mention Fruit being eager to prove himself. They mention the hermits gunning for the first win. They also mention False and Ren always teaming together because this is an imaginary scenario by me and I always pepper that in
So they walk out to Fort Minor's Remember the Name. "Smile and wave boys (and False!)". They still look a bit awkward but it's cool because Remember the Name makes everything cool. They get less applause overall but there's that subset of the community that followed them from the start and they're screaming the house down. Also a very good portion of Hermitcraft audience faint in their chairs when Ren and False walk out because. Y'know. You understand. 😳 Like if I were there I would've passed out from bisexuality and missed the damn event. Anyway
They're still nervous. Then Ren and H do a bit about Ren doing pushups as a warmup and Ren actually does it irl because his brain is fried with nerves and he just needs to do something. This gets the cameras on them. Someone mentions Hermitgang. Someone asks them to sing it. False politely declines while Ren bravely endures. (He gets so embarrassed by it once the cameras are away.) Basically Ren replies to the cameras for the team when they're around (the man didn't lead that panel discussion for nothing! Also the casters know he's eye candy and he's making everyone go 😳😳😳 lmfbdjksabjkdbalsbdhsabdab). (Twitch Rivals chat: I don't know who that man is but I would like to make his acquaintance 😳.)
Ren has mic problems. This is a constant.
MCC begins and the Bats slay their way in SkB and scream "WE DIDN'T EVEN LOSE A SINGLE PLAYER!!". This goes on as normal. The casters introduced them as the underdogs, but they don't pay much attention to them at first, and only decide to interview them when they start climbing the ranks. Ren and H eagerly speak to the interviewers and thank people for their support while Fruit and False are like 🧍‍♂️🧍‍♀️. The rest of the hermits are cheering in the audience. The casters ask them which game they want the least. All four them in unison: Survival Games.
You'll never guess what happens next. It's Survival Games.
The camera focuses on the Blue Bats as they all go "noooooo :(" and the casters comment on how this may be the end for them. Blah blah blah Grian kills Dream. Unlike what happened in MCCTR, they do not fight it out on stage. It's mostly because no one wants Dream's mask to accidentally fall off (and the hermits are scared of buff Grian's strength on Dream's behalf.) Grian gets the spotlight for a good while until the casters abruptly realise the Blue Bats are dominating, and immediately switch to them.
By now the HC fans are in hysterics and screaming sobbing wailing simping dying laughing and still screaming. Grian's still screaming "THE MOMENT OF MY LIFE!!!!!".
Once they win SG, the Bats jump out of the chairs to scream and celebrate and hug each other 🥺 they do this for a significant amount of time, all cameras are on them, they start playing Remember the Name again, Fruit screams "I'M FIRST OVERALL!" and H screams "UNDERDOGS MY ASS LET'S GO!". The casters are going crazy with this development and they start spinning up the story.
The infamous SOT. The Dream iron door situation would be wack to see irl. Something probably happens but we skip past that because it's Dodgebolt time baby!!
Like 70% of the room is cheering for Green and Blue is super nervous but they got this! The casters eagerly narrate False's failed 1v3 and bring back H's Reddit post predicting her in DB. Green has more clout and the casters mention that (they call Sapnap the Messi of MCC, this is still a comparsion they make for whatever reason).
It's a blur, but they encourage each other even when they're two down. Ren talks about sweating and the entire team turns to look at him irl like 🤨⁉️. His rizz is so strange. The Ren simpage is reaching extremely dangerous levels (and it's starting to reach Martyn on Pink).
Anyways they WIN WAHOOO! They jump out of their chairs, embrace each other, high five, yadayada and everyone EXPLODES because the underdogs just won with a reverse sweep, Fruit is first overall by a lot, the hermits just won, the HC fans are dying and thriving, lives have been changed. They get their silly crowns and they make their speeches. The Underdog by Spoon blasts on the speakers. They take so many photos and go and have a meal or whatever people actually do at Twitchcon :) anyways hours later Iskall and Ren approach H and ask him to join Vault Hunters. MCC9 is a canon event in any universe. A couple of them (*cough* Ren *cough*) party it out till 5am in some club. There's a HC panel at the next day and H and Fruit get to meet the hermits :D everyone lives happily ever after and I live in my unserious imagination :))
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