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agaypanic · 3 months

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Regina's Barbie (Regina George X Reader)

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Summary: You’re Regina George’s latest project, but her reasoning for fixing you up is completely different than what you think.

A/N: a little drabble based on this ask that i answered a couple days ago bc it keeps getting interaction and lowkey i cant stop thinking about the concept ugh

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“Hold still.” Regina scolded for what felt like the hundredth time, hand holding your jaw firmly to keep you in place while she put blush on your cheeks.

“Sorry.” You whispered, looking at the wall behind her so you didn’t have to face her intense gaze.

When Regina approached you one day, twirling her perfect blonde hair around her finger as she asked you if you wanted to hang out, you thought it was a prank. It had to have been, because there was no other reason why Regina George would even consider getting close to a ‘nobody’ like you. But when you stuttered out a response, her grin seemed genuine when telling you to meet you at her car after school. Sure enough, she was sitting in her car with the rest of the Plastics, beckoning you to come over and sit in the seat behind her.

Gretchen and Karen seemed to be a bit confused by your presence but didn’t question Regina. They welcomed you, but didn’t go out of their way to make conversation with you while Regina drove to the mall.

When she parked, Regina basically pulled you into shops by the arm, her friends rushing behind you. She thrusted some sweater into your hands, telling you that you just had to try it on. And when you tried telling her you couldn’t afford it, she rolled her eyes, took a credit card out of her purse, and dragged you to a fitting room.

And now you were here, perched on Regina’s bed while she did your makeup. She had insisted that the way you did it was all wrong and that you needed to know the proper way to do it. Gretchen and Karen weren’t here, which surprised you a bit. But you knew better than to question Regina.

“Okay, now you need lipgloss,” Regina said, looking through some of the glosses she had bought you. She opened one and looked at you. “Pucker up.”

You gulped at the demand, but did as she said. Regina grabbed your jaw again, a bit more gently this time, as she swiped the wand over your lips. She bit her lip in concentration as she stared at your mouth.

“Perfect.” She muttered, capping the gloss and taking you to one of her many mirrors.

You hardly recognized yourself, but Regina definitely didn’t do a bad job. She smiled at you through the mirror.

“What do you think?” She asked, leaning her head against yours a bit.

“I look…” It was hard to find an end to your sentence with the way Regina looked at you, like you were a piece of meat. “Pretty.”

“Hell yeah, you do.” She fiddled with your hair, trying to put it in a style she thought would be more suitable. “Oh my god, I totally forgot. We’re going to a party later, so we gotta find something for you to wear.”

“What?” You were a bit taken aback, not expecting to go to a party tonight. Especially with Regina. “Couldn’t I just wear this?”

Regina laughed, and it didn’t seem like that fake, almost mocking laugh she’d do when people tried to be funny with her. It sounded genuine, like she was actually amused by your question.

“No way, Y/n! Wait here, I think I have something you can wear.” She sped into her closet, leaving you to stand awkwardly in her room. Luckily, she came back quickly with a two-piece outfit. Regina went behind you, hands holding the clothes up to your body. “You’d look so good in this. Besides, it’s better than, like, anything you own.”

She kissed your cheek before sending you off to the bathroom to change. It was so quick that you barely registered what had happened until you were already switching your clothes for hers. You caught sight of yourself in the mirror, seeing a faint lip print on your cheekbone. You decided to leave it, not wanting Regina to get mad at you for messing up the makeup she spent practically forever putting on you.

When you left the bathroom, Regina was fixing up her lipstick in the mirror. She turned to you and smiled a bit, straightening up a bit.

“See, I told you you’d look good.” She took your clothes, throwing them on the bed, before noticing the mark she left on you. Regina stepped closer to see it better, soon looking at you with the same hungry look from before. “Keep that, it’s hot.” Then she walked away to change her shoes.

You took a deep breath. This was gonna be a long night.

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Part 2

#agaypanic #regina george x reader #regina george #mean girls #mean girls x reader #rachel mcadams #rachel mcadams x reader #renee rapp #renee rapp x reader

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saytrrose · 4 months

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Can we see More about your racing AU please?

Looks so amazing and i love It so much

I do suppose I could share the character design line up!

I really just need to finish designing all the go karts, (atleast most are done!) and then I can make proper cards for them and really get into the written details.

To be honest it’s a little hard to just ramble about info and details without specific questions to go off of, so I’ll try my best hhh

for starters, the tent? Not a tent!

It’s actually a stadium, the amazing digital race!

And rooms? Sort of tweaked, they are more like each character owns a personal garage, a large open space where they store their vehicles and then have a loft above that showcases their cozy safe havens. Bed, entertainment, basically a small room in a much larger one.

I haven’t revealed Ragatha, Zooble or Gangles karts yet but I’ll go ahead and just talk about all of them!

Caine:

Caine has a motorcycle, specifically one inspired off of the motorcycle I’m saving up for this summer, a Kawasaki Eliminator. It’s a cruiser, I’m thinking he has a 600cc model but considering Bubble is his right hand man and operates as the races pit crew- he’s definitely tinkered with Caines bike, making adjustments and improving the engine. God only knows what the little psycho did, but it’s a damn good bike that’s not supposed to rev as loud as it does.

Pomni:

Her kart is inspired off a Volkswagen Beetle, seemed very VERY Pomni to me. Her car mimics her outfit design a lot, I might do some color changes to be honest but it will be super minimal, it’ll be final when the cards are done! She definitely stops at the pit the most often despite her placement in a race, are my tires okay?? Do I need my oil?? I know you just filled it but it went down- is anything damaged?? Sweetie you did one lap..

Jax:

Jesus Christ he has a giant supercharger on the hood of his car, and he is absolutely one of those annoying mfs that reva their engine OBNOXIOUSLY loud all the time like he’s super cool. If you’re wondering who most of the skid marks on the track are from, that’s also Jax. Hes the best as drifting, and he loves to show that off. His car isn’t based too much on an actual vehicle?? I stared at Mario karts and pieced it together, but also gave it a very sports car look, the wing on the back fr fr I think Jax would dig that.

Kinger:

OHHSOSK I was so creative with his little wagon,,, it’s castle shaped!! And the best part? Operates like a rocket. In the back past the battlement (the crown looking thing you see atop castle pillars) ARE GIANT exhaust pipes and yes, they do spit fire !! Operates like a rocket. It’s very cool! (Also he has a great muffler because unlike Jax he’s considerate of others hearing 💔) Oh also, he has one of those silly horns, I forgot how to describe it but you can just look at how I drew it on his kart and you’ll know heheh!

Zooble:

Our second motorcyclist, owns a trike! If you don’t know what that is, picture a bike with training wheels but super badass. 3 wheels! It’s inspired off the Harley Davidson freewheeler, I like that design a lot but it’s def not actually a Harley because istg when you buy those bikes your just paying for the fancy name brand- expect it to be in the shop all the time, smh not good- BUT ANYWAY!! The looks are inspired off it though and I can’t wait for this one because it’s just as crazy kooky as Zoobles design is.

Gangle:

Her kart is based on my favorite car, classic style but not too cool because you can bet she has anime stickers on the back and a decal that says “please let me merge before I start crying.” It’s similar to a karmann ghia convertible, 1963. Cherry red (so so pretty) She always has the top down, unless competing because damn you gotta go fast. That car itself is really slow, top speed normally is 68mph, however people have modified them enough to get up to 120mph. Thats still pretty slow compared to others, but her kart only reflects the appearance of the ghia! It’s much faster and I assume Bubble works on all their vehicles if asked to.

Lastly, Ragatha:

Our 3rd motorcyclist. 4 Karts, 3 cyclists. Her bike is a futuristic style, if you want a good idea then look up “icare bike”! Not so much a straight forward posture, she leans over ofc, you’ll likely get the idea when you see her bike. I’ll be honest, I haven’t gotten too into her design yet because I haven’t started drawing but!! Dark blue leds,, everywhere yes yes so cool ❤️

Sorry that’s so much 😭 but yeah! Just need to finish 3 kart designs for you guys and I can make official ref cards 👀

#tadc #the amazing digital circus #Caine #tadc Caine #Pomni #tadc Pomni #Jax #tadc Jax #kinger #tadc Kinger #Zooble #tadc Zooble #gangle #tadc gangle #Ragatha #tadc Ragatha #tadc racing au

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nimmie-nugget · 8 months

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~Hantengu Clones x Disgust Clone Reader~

Reminder: drink water and eat a full meal! Turn on dark mode if it’s currently night where you live~ wouldn’t want ya eyes to hurt right?~ —go to your profile and press the icon that’s on the VERY right, then click “General Settings” and scroll down a bit till you see “Color Palette” and there should be a few options for ya there!—

Warnings: ooc, not proofread, your not gonna like Karaku’s part, you might shit your pants

Note: I’ve had this in my mind for quite a long time!!! Google better be right for the kanji’s I have next to the clone’s names or Istg- This doesn’t mean I won’t stop doing Tokito twins content tho! I’ve been posting some other things instead of Tokito content so i just wanted to reassure~ don’t worry Tokito enthusiastic’s! Your emotion is disgust and your color is a mix of Yellow and Green~ Platonic ofc or else self love has a new meaning💀 Enjoy <3

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Sekido 怒

You CANNOT come to me and tell me this is not toxic. 💀🖕

Both of you argue the most out of the clones

There was a time your argument got WAY out of hand ‘n both of you started using your BDA like crazy!

Your always pointing out his lil flaws

Tho Sekido’s clothes are more tolerable.

You tease him but not as much as Karaku

Long story short both of you want each other to die 😣

“Why not you fix your hair before you start talking?”

“WE HAVE THE SAME HAIRSTYLE YOU BRAT!”

These two lines kinda giving sibling energy- 👆

Karaku 愉

Your grossed out by the fact he doesn’t wear proper clothing.

Just one touch and you go

“AHHHH!!! THIS IS UTTERLY DISGUSTING!”

Teases you A LOT. You and Sekido most likely teamed up once just to get him to shut up 😬

I think he just considers you a whore at this point-

Considering you always look at his abs ‘n shit but your just trynna tell him to wear some clothes in the most judging way possible 😭

How did he even miss that gaze full of disgust!? HECK it’s your emotion-

“I know you like this Y/n~” he says as he licks his hand. Bro’s a cat fr💀

You gave him the most disgusted look ever that day.

Urogi 幸

He’s too much for you to handle-

Your losing your sanity yeah tots like you didn’t lose it years ago😃

Let’s just say your BDA is to be able to mind control-

The moment he uses his BDA you instantly use your BDA on him if your near.

Tho despite you literally being disgusted of him in every single way, you still hold some respect for him.

“A,IS)EJWAHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO” *Activated BDA*

You groan as you activate your BDA “I don’t have time for this! And keep ya mouth shut would ya?! Your voice is disgusting.”

Aizetsu 愁

You must admit he is quite tolerable then the other clones but that’s what makes it more disgusting.

You two have a pretty decent relationship.

Tho his outfit…it’s disgusting.

You don’t really hold…much disgust towards him???

Tho it’s just probably because he doesn’t annoy you much as the other clones.

OH YOU WERE VERY WRONG 😨

Your the only clone who doesn’t tease him or act serious.

That’s the explanation to him latching to your arm 24/7 👆💀

“UGHHH!!! GET OFF ME! YOUR FUCKING HEAVY!” You yelled.

“…Y/n don’t yell…that makes me sad…” he said clutching onto his staff

“This disgusts me. You disgust me.”

Yep, ya had to use your BDA to get him off.

But why ya gotta be so mean!!? >:(

But hey! Aizetsu’s confirmed to be a cat 😼

Zohakuten 憎

Let’s just say ALL of the clones are in a black void when Hantengu is in control 😶

Never though I’d say this but this relationship is WAY more toxic then yours with Sekido 😰

Your always commenting on how disgusting he is.

Roast him like a Roblox kid 😎

Tho you won’t be getting away just easily.

Considering he’s the STRONGEST of the clones you’ll def be beat to pieces 😭

“Ngh!…is that all you got? Your unreliable dragons can’t do shit to me! Utterly disgusting.” You say with a grin.

Hell you faced so many tortures that day- tho what scared ya the most was the fact that your regeneration slowed down 😰

Like- HOW!?!?

You swore to never go overboard with HIM ever again 🫡

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benedictscanvas · 10 months

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omggg in my fluffy needing comfort era and i LOVE how you write jamie tartt x reader- could i make a request for jamie x chronically ill reader where he is just really supportive and loving with someone who is long-term sick? ♥️♥️

of course, my love. thank you for the kind words. i tried to make this as vague as possible so people can relate in their own ways. sending you love! <3 | gn!reader, 1.2k words, tw chronic illness & pain, language

You'd just about managed to get your hair how you wanted it to look for the evening, with minimal swearing for once. Jamie was sat on the bed waiting for you, he'd been ready for a good few minutes now, but you were still reluctant to emerge. There was a wave of pain undulating through you that you were trying to ride out in silence without alerting your boyfriend.

"Y' alright, love? No rush, I wanna be fashionably late anyways," he said from the next room, raising his voice so that it reached you through the closed door. You hardly ever closed doors around each other, so you should have known he'd be worried.

The pain wasn't dissipating, so you took a few deep breaths before stepping out into the bedroom with a smile that you hoped was normal.

"Sorry, my hair wasn't co-operating," you say, tilting your head as you take him in. Navy trousers, white shirt, brown jacket. He looked effortlessly gorgeous, even if he had one more button undone than you would have suggested. Some things didn't change, "You look so good, Jamie."

"Me?" he said incredulously, standing up and huffing out a breath of disbelief, "You look...fuck. I'm not good enough with me words for this."

His hands gesture aimlessly down your outfit and you feel a real smile blossoming under his attention. You take his hands in yours and place them on your waist, stopping his flapping from going further.

"I like your words just fine. And your face," you add with a grin that he returns, curling his fingers into the fabric he's found. A new wave of pain crests and you try your hardest to keep it off your face, but don't think about how your body must tense under his touch. His whole face crumples.

"Ah shit," he murmurs, running his hands down your arms to interlace your fingers together as he takes a step closer, "Why didn't y' say anythin' babe?"

"About what?" you ask pathetically, watching him fix you with a look that said 'cut the shit'.

"Cut the shit," he said, clearly deciding the look wasn't enough, "We agreed, babe, you tell me if it's a bad day so I can help. Or at least try to. Thought we were in a good place with it."

Your heart aches. He really does hate it when you keep your pain to yourself, even though you're not sure he yet understands just how much pain you would be sharing if you shared all of it. You'd been dating for six months, but still wanted to be careful not to scare him off.

"I am. I promise, Jamie, I do tell you it's just..." you struggle for a good explanation that doesn't create any pity in him, "Tonight's big, you know? I want to be a proper girlfriend and I want to burst into tears and kiss you stupid when they call your name for that award."

There is a little bit of pity in his eyes when you've finished, so you can't have done a very good job of it. He squeezes your hands tightly in his.

"Can't say it many more ways," he says softly, "But y' gotta believe that you are me priority, gorgeous. Jus' wanna look after you, y' know. I wanna be a proper boyfriend too."

You'd never thought about it that way. Another wave of pain hits and Jamie's instantly stroking your temple when your eyes clench shut. You feel his lips on the opposite side of your head as he whispers sweet little comforts in your ear.

If it wasn't so painful, maybe you'd be more willing to argue the point with him. It would have to be a battle saved for later, because lying down was the only option for the moment. You could feel the sting of tears; it couldn't have been a worse time for a flare up.

"I'll be there for every other award you win," you say forcefully, but you can't bring yourself to promise. Sometimes you worry you can't promise him enough, but then you see the way he looks at you as he leans backwards again and a lot of that worry falls away.

"You're way too sure that I'm winnin' this award, by the way," he says, a little bashful. It was one of your favourite versions of him, "I'm up against quality."

"None of that. The most creative player in the league this season was you. Hands down. I think you know that really."

He nods, but doesn't look sure still. Then he's stepping away from you as he shrugs off his jacket, throwing it onto the back of a chair and flopping down on the bed.

"Come on then, love. We can fit in a quick episode of whatever you want before the ceremony's on TV."

You stare at him.

"What?"

"Well I'm not fuckin' going without you," he laughs, like that was never an option, "Duh. I'd be bored shitless. I know you need to lie down, babe, come on."

He holds out a hand to you. You take it, still dazed by the sudden turn of events, let him pull you onto the bed and into his arms on top of the covers.

"There we are," he breathes, pressing kisses into the top of your head, "Perfect. We'll have a much better evening bein' able to laugh at Roy makin' a fool of himself for the cameras from 'ere, right?"

Coming back to your senses, you pull yourself out of his arms for a moment so you can look at him properly. He's been acting normal up until now, but when he sees the tears in your eyes, his whole face softens.

"Let's not argue right now, love, please," he begs, "Wanna take care of you, so jus' let me. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Your award..." you choke out, but he shushes you.

"Will be waitin' for me at the club tomorrow. Me speech would have been fucked anyway, so there's nothin' to miss out on."

There's no room for argument in his voice. It's as firm as it is comforting. Relenting as the pain hits once again, you snuggle back into his arms, kissing whatever parts of him you can reach.

"Like my guardian angel," you say, trying not to sound so teary, "So grateful for you, Jamie. Love you so so much."

"Yeah, yeah, love you too," he says, brushing you off as you expected but with fondness in his tone as he pulls you even closer.

"Hey...you just said the award would be waiting. You're finally admitting that you're definitely getting it?"

He chuckles.

"Course I'm getting it. That award's mine, babe," he says, cocky smirk firmly on his face that you can only see in the reflection of the TV. Then he gasps, comically, "Do y' think they'll make Roy do me speech?"

You gasp right back, already feeling better.

"Yes! If you put it on now, we might be able to see him flip people off on the red carpet beforehand."

Jamie grins as he struggles to reach the remote and turns the TV on.

"Fuckin' genius, you are."

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please see this post if you would like to request your own roy/jamie drabble!! closing soon <3

#jamie tartt x reader #jamie tartt #ted lasso x reader #ted lasso #jamie tartt fanfiction #jamie tartt imagine #jamie tartt fluff #jamie tartt oneshot #busy week drabbles!

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lizzieislife94x · 4 months

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Long Distance (e.o)

Requested ❤️

Lizzie x Fem Reader

GirlxGirl

Y/ns POV:

I wash up my plate as I watch my phone like an excited child its 6:30pm meaning my girlfriend will be calling any minute its 10pm where she is at the moment on location, I dry my dish as I wait for the call after 5 minutes my phone rings with the facetime call.

Me: babyyy I've missed you so much.

Lizzie: I've missed you too, how was your day today baby.

Me: it was great work was chill I hung out with one of my new co workers Jane she's awesome.

I say with a smile as I look at lizzie her smile doesn't seem proper maybe I'm over thinking

Lizzie: that's good did you eat.

Me: yeah I just had dinner just finished 15 minutes ago, how is work going liz.

Lizzie: ugh good yeah just really tired I wish I was with you though.

Me: yeah me too me too.

After an hour on the phone we hang up and I have a huge smile on my face lizzie said she's coming to visit next week she has 2 weeks off and I couldn't be more excited about it I decided to go for a shower then bed and fall asleep with a huge smile on my face.

4 days later:

"So you have any plans for this weekend y/n" I look up from my food and smile sweetly "actually I don't do you wanna do something" I ask Jane as she grins "yessss lets go dancing and let loose" she says excitedly as I giggle "ok so tomorrow night I'll meet you at the club?" I say and nods "yes definitely " we continue to eat our lunch as my phone rings I look and notice lizzies name causing me to smile "Jane ill be right back I have to take this my girlfriend is calling" I stand up and walk away to answer.

Me: Hey baby is everything ok

Lizzie: yeah I just missed your voice babygirl how is work.

Me: yeah we're on lunch just now I'm going to the club tomorrow night with JaneAll I hear is silence for bit

Me: lizzie are you there liz baby

Lizzie: yeah sorry I'm here thats great as long as you have fun princess

Me: oh you no I will but hey I can't wait to see you on Monday I'm counting down the hours

Lizzie: me to princess I can't wait to just chill with you go out and most importantly have you in my arms.

Me: oh god me to baby I can't wait shit hey baby I gotta go I gotta get back to work ill text you later have fun filming.

With that I quickly hang up and rush back up to the office and get back towork after a few hours it's home time I quickly head home and throw myself on the couch oh jeez its been a long day I decided to just have grilled cheese for dinner I can't be bothered cooking once I eat I head up to my room and throw myself onto the bed and open tik tok must have fell asleep though because I'm being woke up to the sound of my alarm I roll over and groan getting up to shower and brush my teeth I get dressed for work and head to my car.

Me: Good morning baby I hope you have a great day still counting the hours down till your here but I'm heading to work so I'll text you again later

I put my phone down and drive to work as I pull up my phone beeps causing me to smile when I see her name on my phone

Lizzie♥️: Good morning princess I hope you have a great day at work and don't get to drunk tonight ill text you later beautiful

I smile and walk into the building to get my work done at lunch Jane comes running over to me "dude you still on for tonight" she says excited "yeah of course haha I'm looking forward to it ill meet you at the club at 8" she jumps up and down a little making me laugh.

after a long day its finally time to head home I need to go and pick an outfit.

2 hours later:

I finish putting the last touches to my make up and admire myself in the mirror I do look pretty hot if I do say so myself I went with tight black dress and black heels decided light make up and curly hair I grab my phone and take a full body picture and decide to send it to lizzie.

Me:*1 image attached* baby do I look ok

Not even a minute later my phone dings

Lizzie: Wow wow wow you look fucking sexy baby not gonna lie I'm hella jealous right now if anyone looks at you a little to long punch them in the face for me babygirl😳

I giggle at her text blushing slightly

Me: Baby no one's going to look at me and even if they did let them I have the best girlfriend in the world I don't need nor want anyone else but you your eyes and your staring are the only ones that matter to me

I spray some perfume and head out getting into my car and driving towards the club after 20 minutes I arrive right on time I park up and head to the front of club and see Jane "wow you look amazing" she says as we hug and head inside.

4 hours later:

"Oh my gosh that was so fun I yell to Jane" she nods and agrees we head outside and I call an uber "I haven't been out in a while and I had so much fun thank you Jane" she looks at me and smiles "same thanks for coming with me" we part ways heading into our own ubers after 20 minutes and a stop to Mcdonalds I'm home I decided to drunken facetime my girlfriend while I munched my Mcdonalds we spend roughly 2 hours on facetime before I passed out

Time skip to Monday

Work was boring today maybe its because lizzie gets here in the next hour and I'm counting down I get to finish in 10 minutes so I can pick her up once I finish I practically run to my car and head towards the airport my excitement rushing through my veins after 15 minutes I arrived at the airport I get out and stand against my car patiently waiting after a few minutes I spot her walking towards me with a huge smile I jump up and down and run towards her screaming with excitement as I jump into her arms she catches me and we both squeal in joy holding eachother tight "I missed you so fucking much" i mumble into her neck as she holds me tighter "I missed you to princess" we stood holding eachother for 10 minutes before I took her bag and put it in the trunk then opened her door for her "thank you baby" she smiles fuck I've missed her smile so much Irun to my side and start to drive to my house her hand automatically rests on my thigh making my thoughts run wild I haven't seen her in 6 months so its been 6 months of no action I pull into my drive and get out running round to open her door "there you go baby" she giggles and smiles as we walk inside she plops down on the couch and I follow instantly cuddling upto her "fuck I've missed you" I mumble but loud enough for her to hear"I've missed you too beautiful" she says as she plays with my hair I Bury my face in her chest and bask in the feeling of being in her arms and her playing with my hair I let out a content sigh this is perfect.

AN: ok this is gonna be a 2 parter I didn't think it would be this long but this part is basically just leading up to them being together again part 2 will have the action if it sucks I'm sorry lmao hope your all good and stay hydrated people I feel like I've not wrote in months

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kcchameleon17 · 2 months

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The Case of the Missing Coat - DoctorRose Bingo

Prompt: "Take My Jacket"

“I’m heading back to the flat. Joining me?” Rose asked. He could hear her voice grow closer as she spoke. Moving his chin toward his chest to take a peek, he could see her sneaker-clad feet standing close to his outstretched legs from where he worked under the console.

“Mm, no. The old girl’s still showing-”

“Yes, yes, save the technical talk. I know an excuse when I hear one,” she said, backing away from him and the console with an exaggerated sigh. “I’ll see ya in a bit, then. Unless you decide to grace Mum and me with your presence earlier than that.”

“I’ll be by at some point. Someone’s gotta pry you from Jackie’s grip or we’d never leave twenty-first London again,” he replied, listening as she moved toward the door. “Take a jacket,” he muttered, remembering the snow drizzling outside—real, honest snow for once.

“Now you sound like Mum,” she taunted. Stilling the sound of her steps for a second to presumably, hopefully, pick up one of her coats or sweaters she’d left tossed over a coral at one point or another recently.

“You doing it?” he asked, cringing as he realized he was only further feeding the comparison. But he really didn’t want her to catch a cold.

“Yes, snug as could be now,” she answered. “Bye.” And with a squeak of the door hinges she was gone.

He resumed his tinkering and tried to get lost in the activity. But it wasn’t too long after that that he found his right leg start to shift about in impatience. He was becoming bored, painfully so. But it was more than that. There was a stillness in the Tardis without the soft sounds that come with having another person around. The comfort that was the faint smell of Rose’s perfume as she passed by him on her way to make tea or model a new outfit she’d discovered in the wardrobe was missing. He was itching to get up and head straight to the flat. He’d put up with any nagging or questions from Jackie just to keep close to Rose.

He really should try to fight it. Create a little distance between them. He was a proper addict. A Rose Tyler addict. He never knew what to do with himself if she wasn’t with him. It had been getting bad before the regeneration, but now it was on a whole new level. Which wasn’t exactly surprising— he’d regenerated to save her and had been reformed with her as the first thing on his mind.

Sighing, he slid out from his spot and stood up. Although he should be resisting, working to build up a tolerance to his inability to be without the presence of Rose for more than a few minutes, he wasn’t about to start that daunting journey today. Plus Jackie was probably making tea.

He was almost out the door when the cold air hit him, making him remember his worrying over Rose. Turning to the side, he grabbed for his coat but found himself palming an empty coral. He always kept it right there by the door. He turned back towards the rest of the console room, still not seeing it.

He tried to remember the last time he had had it on. They hadn’t left the Tardis much in the last few days. It hadn’t been long since Mickey had chosen to stay in that parallel world and Rose had found that she needed a bit of downtime to process that. They’d been back in London quite often recently, mostly because of that. Rose had felt even more guilty about telling Jackie about Mickey. She’d leaned on Mickey the last year more than Rose herself ever had.

He’d tried his best to make her understand that it was Mickey who had decided to stay. But Rose still blamed herself for making him feel like there was nothing left for him here. That he’d be better off in a whole other universe than stay in the same one with her in it.

The Doctor felt just as responsible on that front. Although he didn’t believe that Rose was responsible for Mickey or owed it to him to hang around London, he knew that he’d somewhat taken Mickey’s place in Rose’s life. Not that he could find it anywhere in himself to regret doing so.

Coming back to the matter at hand, he thought back through their recent trips. The last place they had been was a beach. Not exactly a coat-wearing day.

He found himself wandering through the rooms he visited on a frequent basis: the kitchen, galley, the library, his room, and Rose’s. He peeked into the wardrobe room and couldn’t spot it on any of the levels. Ultimately, he wrapped himself in his long-forgotten favorite— that chunky, colorful scarf he once wouldn’t have been caught dead without. Now he hated to be seen in it. He might have still been the same man, but fashion sense varied drastically throughout regenerations.

Making his way back through the Tardis and back to the door, he made quick work of locking the door and shuffling quickly to Rose’s building. Once inside the main doors, he was ready for that nice hot cup of tea more than ever.

When he arrived at the flat, he made quick work of rapping on the wooden door. He was close to peeking in the cat door when the door finally opened. Then he was face to face with Jackie.

“Accessorizing for once in your life, I see,” she snorted, stepping aside to let him come in.

“Have a laugh. I wouldn’t be wearing this if my coat, a gift from the Janis Joplin hadn’t mysteriously disappeared,” he huffed. “Please tell me you’ve made tea?”

“Fresh pot in the kitchen,” she answered, a smirk on her lips as she watched him shiver. “Didn’t have a single other coat in that big box of yours?”

“None that go with this outfit,” he deadpanned.

“You really shouldn’t be running around like that, as skinny as you are. You’ll get sick,” he heard her continue as he made his way through the doorway.

He just hadn’t wanted to take any more time to find one for the short trek. He missed Rose. Who he hoped was in the kitchen he was heading toward to pour himself a cuppa.

He found that she was. And so was his missing coat. Rose was sitting in front of the table, nursing a cup of her own and typing on her mobile. “Mum, Shareen might run over a mo to show me her-” she stopped as she realized she wasn’t talking to Jackie. She gave him a smile, tugging his coat closer around her as she did so, unconsciously. She looked so cozy buried in his coat. In one of his favorite articles of clothing.

“Sooner than I expected you to give in,” she smirked, leaning back in her chair. “Lost without me.”

“You're in my coat,” he found himself stupidly stating.

“Yes, I am,” she grinned. Then she looked him over. He was glad he’d abandoned the scarf on the hook by the door. “You look cold.”

“Well, someone did steal my coat,” he pointed out.

“I did not! You told me to take it! You went on and on. ‘Take my jacket, Rose. It’s so cold out there.’ ” she mimicked.

“I told you to take a jacket, not my jacket. And that-that,” he pointed toward her, “Is not a jacket. That is a coat!”

“Same thing,” she shrugged as he shook his head fondly. “So do you want it back? Because I’m rather comfy to tell you the truth. Like getting a never-ending hug from you,” she said, huddling deeper into the coat, all while giving him a cheeky grin that made him swallow. She knew how to play him. How to do him in.

“You don’t play fair,” he said, pointing again as Jackie made her way back into the room.

“She never has,” she murmured, smiling to herself as she poured the Doctor a cup of the tea he’d forgotten about the second he’d laid eyes on Rose. She seemed to always lead to him losing track of his mind.

With his new cup of tea, he sat down next to Rose, watching her as she spoke about Shareen and Keisha and then stories from their recent adventures. He watched her walk around the flat in his coat and then watched her drag the back of it through the snow when they eventually made their way back to the Tardis— him shivering in his silly scarf and her toasty in his big brown coat.

And if he leaned into her just a little more than strictly necessary on the walk back, wrapping an arm around her waist and shoving a hand into one of the pockets, then that was simply to try and stay warm as well.

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xleeleeboox · 2 years

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Wear it Again

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Eddie Munson x fem!reader

18+ not suggested for minors

Warnings: fem!reader smut, sub!eddie, teasing, edging, coming in pants, p in v, protected sex, cussing and cumming as all i gotta say.

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“Halloween is the one night a year where girls could dress like a total slut, and no other girls could say anything about it.” And you took it to heart, even if you weren’t dressed up completely slutty. But to certain people, you did. And those certain people were the boys of Hellfire. In all of their fantasies, and in all of the books, elves are the most ethereal creatures to exist in lore. Other than nymphs but that is a different story.

For some reason, elves were always the go-to for when someone wanted a beautiful female character for D&D. But you don’t blame them because they aren’t completely wrong. So for that reason, you chose to dress up as an elf for Halloween. To surprise your boyfriend. And boy was he surprised.

The minute you stepped out of your room to show him the costume you wanted to wear to the party, he knew he was done for. The way the pale fabric of the dress flowed over your body, with a slit right up the sides, on both sides. Your hips were exposed if you stood or posed a certain way, and of course Eddie couldn’t take his eyes off of you. And all Eddie was saying in his head was ‘god if you only knew what this is doing to me’ every time he laid eyes one you and could form a cohesive thought.

But you knew, that’s why you dressed up like this. Eddie has been teasing you for weeks, hardly giving in to you. With that happening, Eddie hasn’t had proper sex with you in a couple of weeks, only oral. It was enough to hold you over, but you still needed him.

Eddie strided up the stairs to come to you to see you completely, to get a good look at you, before he decided to rip it off and have his way with you. All of the little details looked so familiar, the color of the dress, the accessories, the way your hair and makeup is styled. He only realizes once he sees a little pouch hanging off of a belt you were wearing. This is one of your characters from a while back in a campaign from Hellfire. One that was Eddie’s favorite, he even attempted to draw it, but it had nothing on your description you made over the elf.

Once he got to the top, he took slow steps towards you, hands out getting ready to reach for your hips. He wants you to do a full spin, but nice and slow so he can take it all in. But you would complain about being late to the party. Too bad, this might just have to be one party that you two miss out on.

Eddie’s hands reach your hips as he gives you the look, making you smile, knowing exactly what he is thinking. You smile even wider, showing your teeth and the blush crawling up onto your cheeks, which are already blushed with makeup, making it even darker. You place your hands on top of his, giving them a little squeeze.

“Soooo… What do you think, baby?” You asked him expectantly. You already knew the answer, but you needed him to be completely worked up so you can skip the party and stay here for a little… needed quality time.

“It’s so… I can’t even describe to you how absolutely stunning you look to me right now. Is this one of your characters from D&D?” Eddie asks you, curious to know if he was correct in recognizing the outfit, which he actually had no doubts that he was indeed right.

You nod softly, looking into his eyes, trying to figure out what his next move is going to be. He squeezes his own hands against your hips, smoothing over the sides of your body, then sliding back, underneath the slits of the dress. He groans when he realizes that you are absolutely naked under that costume. No underwear, no bra, no nothing. You giggle at the sound he makes, and at his face where his eyes are closed. The sound of his groan right there, made a wave of heat ripple down your stomach, straight to your pussy.

Eddie laid his head on your shoulder for a second, taking in a deep breathing, taking in your scent. The perfume he bought you for your birthday that one time, is not yet empty, but still out to good use, The thought of you still using it today drives him crazy. He thinks about how much he loves you, then he thinks about how much you get him going. He can already feel his pants tighten at the mere thought of you in this costume.

I mean he touched himself before to the thought of you dressing up as one of your D&D characters, but now that it’s finally coming true, he might just bust right there. He’s never felt like this before, so appreciative that you know exactly how to get him going. You two spend so much time together that you actually know what exactly turns him on. God he is so in love with you.

As his hand is reached back, squeezing your ass cheeks, you run your hands up and down his chest, getting a good feel of his muscles on his torso and how they are contracting every time you drag your nails across him through his shirt. Eddie lets out another sound, a sigh this time and he buries his face into your neck, giving you open mouthed wet kisses everywhere.

Now it’s time to let him in on your plan. But first, you drag your hand down his stomach, and fiddle with his belt, trying to pull it open but deciding to leave four of your fingers tucked snug in the waistband of his jeans.

“Listen baby, I know you love Halloween, and I know you put a lot of effort into this costume, but I really need to get you out of this costume.” He moans out desperately as he quickly kisses up and down whatever skin is exposed.

“It’s okay, we can skip this party for tonight, or show up late. I don't care, I need you too. But I need to know one thing… Who’s gonna be in charge for tonight?” You say with a sultry voice. Somewhere in the process of Eddie groaning against your body, you had decided you wanted to take the lead. That way you could have your way with him and not have to worry about not getting exactly what you want. And it’s time to get revenge on Eddie.

Eddie whines at the thought of you being on top of him, suddenly feeling his heart rate increasing more. He pictures you on top of him, having your way, and using him as you please. He just wants you to feel as good as you look. And that would be pretty damn good.

“You can. You can take the lead tonight, princess. I just want you to feel good. So so good.” He puts a hand on your cheeks and kisses you anxiously, wanting to get a move on already. You kiss him back, your tongues press against each other and inside each other’s mouths, and Eddie let out a particularly sinful whine as you ghost your hand over his crotch.

“We are so skipping this party tonight.” You whisper in his ear and he quickly nods. A heavy feeling settles in Eddie’s stomach as he realizes what has been going on in your sex lives with each other the past couple of weeks, he is in for it now. Eddie pushes you back into your room, and as you lock the door behind you, he immediately crawls onto your bed.

“Okay baby, do we want to keep this dress on, or do we want to take it off.” You said lowly, the sun already setting in your window creating a golden cast over your form, making you look even more ethereal.

“Keep it on, please.” You giggle and reach to take off the belt and anything else that might get in the way. You make your way to your bed and crawl on top of it too, on top of Eddie, lifting your dress so that it pools and his hips that you’re sitting on. Eddie runs his hands up and down your arms and your body, getting a good feel as you crash your lips against his. They feel so soft, and so desperate. Eddie moans into this kiss. You pin his arms down to the sides and he whines at the loss of his fingertips gracing over your body.

“Eddie, my baby. Do you want to be good for me?” He nods up and down, quickly. “Do you want me to make you feel good, like really really good?” He nods even quicker, and a delicious sound releases from his lips. “Then I suggest you just listen to me, and do what I want you to, okay? Then you’ll feel really good.” Those words are whispered into his ear as he worships your body with his eyes, oh the effect you have on him.

You lean back in to press one more kiss to his pink lips, then trace down his necking sucking and kissing all of his favorite parts. Your elf ears tickle his jaw the more you kiss his neck. Your hands are still holding him to the bed, but he’s squirming around, already very eager to have you touch him.

“Mm- please.” He sighs out into the room. It’s quiet but you sure do hear it, it’s one of your favorite sounds.

“Are you being impatient, baby?” He looks up at you with his big brown eyes, long eyelashes fluttering a little as he stares, but doesn’t want to answer, already embarrassed. He’s already almost as hard as he can get, as he’s ever been.

You are the only thing that can get him riled up like this. All of the porn magazines or tapes he had stashed away into his room could never compare, even if one looked a little like you. Sure, before you were dating, he would jack off to the thought of you and him together. How he wanted to slowly undress you, tease you, and take his time. He pictured how you would look, sound, feel, and taste. The answer to all of those is, amazing.

Once he had the real thing, there was no way that he could ever go back. Honestly he could probably come undone handsfree if you were just naked in front of him, teasing, and making out. No way he’s going back. Especially after tonight.

“So worked up over little ole’ me?” You tease him, dragging your fingers across the tent in his jeans.

“Well, you’re literally my dream girl, so…” He whispered, almost as if he was afraid to speak at a normal volume, his voice would crack and you would tease him more. Eddie honestly really just wanted to get to it, he wanted to skip the teasing and be inside you. But that was not what you had planned.

“Can I touch you?” He asked. His brown eyes were wide and sparkling, hopeful that you wouldn’t be so cruel tonight that he couldn’t even touch you.

“Mmmmmm….” You pretended to think on for a minute. “Yes. But no teasing me, it’s not about me, remember? It’s about you. And what I’m going to do to you.” Eddie gulped a little, thinking of all the things that could happen.

Your legs straddle his hips as you lean forward once more, pressing kisses to his jaw. Eddie tilted his head to give you more access, but you moved on to his lips. Capturing his in yours, your lips fit together smoothly. Eddie grips onto your hips, moving his hands and fingers up and down your waist and back, and down to your hips squeezing them. You quicken the pace of the makeout session, ready to get a move on already. You drag your fingers all over his body, squeezing and rubbing, getting lower and lower until you sit yourself fully down onto his crotch. His pants were tight fitting already, even more so now. Eddie squeezes your hips, as if to tell you he likes it, and your hips start rolling over his very slowly. Getting a little friction between the two of you and where you both need it the most.

Eddie goes to push your hips down onto his to get more friction, he just wants more. He needs more. You grab onto his hands and hold them at your waist, placing them there, still kissing. You grind down a little more, eliciting a moan from Eddie and he ruts up into you as much as he can, just wanting more and more, wanting to feel you around him and to be inside of you.

The heat in your core now is getting a little unbearable. The sounds of his moans and the feelings of his hands and lips on you are making you wetter and wetter, you can feel it leak out onto whatever fabric your pussy happens to touch. Which was Eddie’s jeans. You grind a little harder, a little faster, chasing the feeling of the friction of his rouch jeans against your soft, wet core.

“Mmm it feels so good, Eds. You are doing really good for me. Makin’ me feel so good.” You moan out

One of your hands creeps up into Eddie’s hair, pulling and tugging on it, and he moans again. The kiss was getting hotter, and the grinding was getting more needy. Your lips from Eddie’s mouth and he whines, wanting to get more of your taste. You leave another trail of wet kisses down his neck, sucking bruises onto the skin that were sure to be a topic of conversation, and an excuse as to why you both weren’t at the party.

You lean back, and grip the ends of his shirt, pulling it up over his head to take it off. You go back to kissing Eddie’s neck, grinding even harder, letting out a moan yourself. Your heavy breathing, sighs, and occasional moans are starting to get to Eddie. The thought of you using him to feel good, feels so good to think about. Even more tension builds in his stomach, twisting.

Grinding, kissing, sucking on his neck, pulling his hair, your moans, his moans, your costume, the feel of your body against his, it’s all becoming almost too much. And if you don’t stop he probably won’t make it.

“Mmm hold on baby, hold on, I c-can’t,” he stutters out.

“Can’t what baby?”

“I-I can’t last… I’mmmm, I’m not gonna last. Just feels so good.” God damn his whines are heavenly.

“Maybe I don’t want you to last, hm?” Hearing this, Eddie’s eyes rolled backwards a little bit. He wanted to try and hold on so, so bad. But you were just making it so hard to do that. The tension is so tight, he’s right on the edge. He can feel himself throbbing through the pants that he’s trapped in. You keep grinding, kissing and sucking on his skin, leaving little bites here and there, making him get closer and closer to the edge.

Eddie’s moans are a lot higher pitched now, turning into whines and whimpers, meaning he’s close. You let out a couple of more breathy moans, and the coil in Eddie’s stomach snaps to the sound of you getting off on his clothed cock. He spills out his cum into his pants, heaving, moaning, groaning loudly.

You moan against his skin, feeling his own wetness through his jeans.

“My turn. Do you wanna use your fingers, or mouth?” You ask him, looking at him through your eyelashes.

“Mouth, mouth please mmm I wanna taste you so bad sweetheart, so so bad.” He begs you as you lie back, hiking the dress up a little. Eddie practically dives towards you, lifting up your dress all the way to reveal your soaked cunt. He moans at the sight, another wave of hot arousal leaking out.

You lick your lips in anticipation of his next move. Which is pressing kisses to your thighs and around your cunt, before licking a stripe from bottom to top. He wanted to worship your body, let you know how much he loves you, and how beautiful he thinks you are, but he also really just wants to be inside you. So bad that he skips the body worship.

Moans escape your lips as Eddie’s tongue traces your pussy up and down, circling the clit. He makes circles, sticks his tongue in as far as he can, writes your names with his tongue on your clit. He does everything you can to make you feel good, meanwhile a knot builds in your stomach. Moans spill out of your mouth.

“God, Eddie that feels so good baby, you’re doing so good for me aren’t you?” He nods his head, eyes still closed, focused on trying to bring you to an orgasm. Eddie starts to grow hard again as he grinds against the bed, wanting more, moaning into your pussy. The vibrations bring you closer and closer.

“Eddie, wait. Hang on.” You tap his shoulder, and tug on his hair. He stops, confused, big brown eyes staring blankly at you, cheeks red and his mouth, nose, and chin soaked with your wetness.

“I need you inside of me baby, okay? We gotta get you outta these first though.” You say, undoing his belt all the way, and his buttons and zipper to tug down his pants. He kicks them off as quick as he can, along with the boxers he was wearing. He is now completely naked while you still wear the costume, at least the dress and some accessories.

He reaches over to the table next to your bed and rummages around for a condom. Finding one, he eagerly rips it open, and your hands wrap around his cock, pumping it a few times and he moans again. He slips the condom on, sliding it down all the way and lies back down on the bed near your headboard. You crawl over to him and climb on top.

“Look at my baby, so pretty, Eds. You’re so pretty when you’re all ready for me.” He bites his lip, furrowing his eyebrows looking up at you. God he could cum again right here just by you praising him like that.

You line your folds up with his cock, grinding up and down on it, not inserting it yet. More moans and whine fill the room, from the both of you.

“Please, please, I need it so bad.” He whines. “Need to feel you, p-please.” You ignore his cries and keep grinding, his cum from earlier sticking to his thighs, now sticking to yours.

“P-please, fuck me, you make me feel s’good.”

“So whiny. Tsk” You tease. “You wanna be inside me?

He nods up and down furiously, desperate to feel you. To make you feel good, to make him feel good.

“Use your words pretty boy. You're a big boy, you can say it.”

“I wanna be inside you please.” He begs, whimpering out, so desperate. The pleasure from you grinding against him like that is bringing him closer.

You sit up a little, taking his cock and lining it up with your entrance, slowly sinking down onto him. Eddie shudders his whole body letting out a shaky moan.

“S’good so gooood.” He groans.

You grind your hips forward and back, up and down, trying to get him closer to the edge. The high pitched whimpering comes back, and you slow down. Edging him. You grind forward more, picking up the pace. Waves of pleasure hitting you deep inside as you grind his cock right into your g-spot. Great, you weren’t going to last long either.

“Mmm fuck sweet baby, I’m getting close. You’re makin’ me feel so good.” Eddie tries to grind up into you again, but you sink even further on to him, as deep as he can go and he lets out a really loud moan.

“That feel good, baby? I can tell. Oh god you make me feel so good.” He whines again, and you slow down, bringing him back from the edge. The tension in your own stomach loosens a little, so you speed up, chasing your orgasm, knowing Eddie is going to cum right after you do.

“Faster, please.” He gasps out, and you grind faster. His cock hitting your g-spot as you grab his hand and place it over your clit, he immediately understands and circles your clit. The tension builds up more and more, until it comes undone, quickly. Particularly loud moans leave your mouth as you shiver and shudder on his cock, still grinding the best you can. Eddie hearing you and feeling you release all over him makes him go crazy, and gets him to cum every time. He releases into the condom with shaky muscles and whimpers.

“That feels amazing baby.” You tell him.

“God, you make me feel so good princess.” He groans out. You stay for a minute as Eddie pulls you down to him, pressing your body flush against his, kissing your lips passionately. You let out a hum.

“God, that was so good baby, we have got to do that again. Holy shit.” Eddie says, amazed and out of breath. You let out a breathy laugh and a smile.

“Do you want a round two?” You play.

“Fuck yeah I want a round two. But I am taking this” he pulls the strap to the dress down, “off. And I want on top. I have to show you just how fucking beautiful you are.” He flips you two over and you let out a squeal as he presses sloppy wet kisses everywhere he can see.

“God, I am going to make you feel so good, princess.” He mumbles against your now bare skin.

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#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson imagines #eddie st4 #eddie munson smut #eddie munson x fem!reader smut #eddie munson x fem!reader #stranger things imagines #stranger things 4

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lollytea · 1 year

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How old is the hexside squad in the Neverland AU second question, What do they wear?

Same ages as their canon selves. The girls are between 14-15, Gus is 12-13, Hunter is 16.

I don't have any specific insistence on what they wear cuz I see that as a creative liberty.

Luz and Gus are Lost Boys and those guys just fucking wear whatever. Idk what's going on in these pics but Slay 💅🏻

Anything from pajamas to stolen pirate garments to old scrubby human realm clothes that they wore when they got here that they've patched up or modified. Anything goes. Lost Boy fashion is a lawless land. There's also shit like animal pelts but I don't imagine Luz would wear those. Gus probably wouldn't either. He's a fashionista so

With Amity it's like...I haven't decided on a specific time period but I'm leaning towards the Edwardian era. Loosely. Cuz like. It'll probably get a little historically inaccurate at times but I really don't care and that's why it's a very noncommittal connection to that era. That being said, I imagine Amity appearing in Neverland in her prim and proper period appropriate attire. She would try to keep herself tidy because this is the only outfit she's got and she needs to take care of it and a teacher cannot look unpresentable. But like....Neverland is Neverland. Its still probably got some tatters and torn damage and stains but she's making it work. Something along these lines

Either that or she wears a night dress like Wendy Darling.

Willow is.....she is whatever. In my head Willow has a whole closet of cute little fairy outfits. Fairy outfits are just so CUTE to me and I've been obsessed with all the little fits people have been drawing her in. Artists are fashion designers to me 😌

Inspo of cute little flower petal dresses from fairy illustrations is so lovely to think about

And also gotta remember Emmy's concept art for WAD epilogue Willow, which is SOO fairycore

And honesty I don't even have any ref for Hunter. I don't know. I don't care. Pirate. He wears pirate things. As long as he looks a little fruity, I don't give a fuck what he's got on his back.

#neverland au #i sounded very uninterested in pirate clothes but its more like #i love pirate clothes so much #theyre so gay and flashy #that its kinda hard to pick just one option #the aesthetic is just so good

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spotsupstuff · 10 months

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Can we see those ideas on Haboob colony?

went thru the ideas with me sis so they are Mostly solid, though i still need to read up on Moroccan/Arabic cultures so some stuff is still quite subject to change (but then again what isn't)

and for the next years that it took to plan out and construct Inhale in Haboob, Boreas' Blessing's school was full of visitors from the other side of the continent

because of this "you can't follow us" caused rejection, the people of the Great Desert never really adopted the extremistic views of the Global Religion. they still have it! but the corruption of it is very low

which is why if Sparrows once reincarnated into life there, she might have for once done well in the religious aspect of life. because what is right and what is not is ultimately decided by the collective belief of the people. the people of the Great Desert believe in not clinging to the subjects of the sins, rather than a full eradication. much easier n reasonable to achieve

being out of the status quo when it comes to treatement of the Iterators also meant that they had an unique approach to Haboob once she was finished (despite a lot of them attending Boreas' school to learn how to take care of their Iterator that will be certainly in some disadvantages compared to not-in-desert ones). despite being a Gen 3, she had her Mechanics and it wasn't just one at a time, but basically a whole friend groups or families. these groups often just kind of.. yoinked her into bein part of the family n she was like "hell yea!!!" each time

because of this closeness she wasn't afraid to ask for certain things. such as a change to her outfit

and then later her body too- the modification go from changing the shape of her feet to allowing her to actually unhook the puppet from the structure safely. the shell of the puppet was made more sturdy and without any large gaps, there was a speaker installed where her mouth should be and now she gets to wander Sabulum (her city) and interact with all of her citizens

she IS limited in that, though. her mind depends on the strength of her connection to the Aeolus Root signal and the puppet still requires to be internally cleaned and supplied with nutritions. she can last around 18 hours outside before having to book it back in and hook up

"aw well she seems like a happy Iterator! pretty free and all that, kind of mary sue," i hear someone cry- well here's the twist to all of this

just like her colony, she gets isolated from the other Iterators. and then One day when she's already comfortable in her life with her citizens (about 60 years of this life), she is forcefully shoved not Only into the Eo group, but ALSO into the ranks of the Leading Anemoi Iterators. it is time to pay up the debts, open the trade routes, be a proper Iterator. time to tear her out of this wonderful dreamy life

the Anemoi do not understand where this new iterator has come from, why is she in their private DMs- none of them have the presence of mind to realize that continuing talking about her as if she's some anomaly- mistake- could possibly hurt her. EXCEPT Notos.

"you are all being illogical. you are focusing on the wrong thing in this moment. please- newcomer. i welcome you into our ranks. query: what is your story."

aaaaaaaand also here's this

they don't gotta worry about the rain but o boy, gotta book it at the end of cycles from Electricity. the homes are well isolated

#Spot says stuff #rw #oc tag #oc: inhale in haboob

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bosskie · 3 months

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More Practicing

I would really like to draw some 'proper' traditional art but I don't have enough time for it since well, then I would like draw/paint for 10 hours barely taking any breaks... So, I just focus on this quicker stuff.

But yeah, I really wanted to draw yet another Molluck from a difficult perspective, and I chose that expression because I love his teeth... And while I was looking for my reference frame (Yes, I look at those cutscenes frame by frame.) I noticed new things about Molluck's head... Man, even I have been looking at him so closely for 2½ years I still notice new stuff!

Frankly, I wondered if I would show that previous sketch at all since I tend to think that my sketches ain't worth of seeing but well, I can still show them like this. Yeah, I'm not personally a fan of my own work and see just a messy sketch here, literally too since my hands and desk got messy while doing this... I drew this before I went to sleep (+ improved after waking up) and it helped me to feel better and relax since I felt quite depressed before drawing this... Molluck just helps me so much to keep my head together...

Also I would like to say that I have been wondering the fate of that 2D Molluck game thing I have been doing and well, I think that the best thing would be that I just finish the stuff I have already implemented and move on since I gotta learn other kind of game development tools but also 3D stuff. I'll show you that 2D Molluck game (again) after I have finished that stuff but in a silly way since well, I can imitate Molluck and the Sligs. I still use quite often my Molluck voice to entertain myself... Frankly, I also miss doing those dubs... I'm just too busy to have time (and energy) for that stuff...

Welp, I can do still some creative stuff regularly for my studies since I'm doing another 2D game project thing but I don't know if I'll release it. But I can say that that game is kinda about my own mental health issues and decisions matter in that game. It's not about Molluck, so I'm not gonna really talk about it here but I can say that yes, I'm studying game development stuff (programming, graphics etc.) since I wish to become a game developer. So, this is the biggest reason why I let that particular Molluck game to be but I just change what I do to 3D Molluck stuff (maybe I still do some 2D stuff but using another programming language). I just see inside my head how awesome it would be to do Molluck and his office in 3D! And well, then make it as something playable and/or animated.

Of course, I won't charge for that stuff if I release something in public since I do not own Molluck and I'm doing that stuff just to learn and out of love. I just cannot help myself but I love that Gluk so much... He just means so much to me... He is like the cutest thing for me too...

Yes, this was my reference for that previous sketch, and I just somehow love his face so much here... His expression is just so adorable... Well, I feel like Molluck looks cute to me no matter what expression he has... I just love the way he looks like when he is angry too, though I don't still like him being angry in a sense of that I wish him to feel good.

Oh, and well, I don't know if you saw that OWI's 'Molluck's Majesty' (Molluck dress up thing but with dresses) post but since I saw it I have truly been wondering what like Molluck would look in a dress... Frankly, it would be a somewhat practical outfit for him! Molluck is such a pretty Gluk like he is but man, I'm actually curious to see him in a dress and wearing some pretty jewelry... He could show off his beautiful hands and arms! I'm not sure what kind of dress it would be but maybe pink with pretty details since well, like you might have noticed, I think that pink does suit Molluck. I'm not even a fan of pink myself, so yeah, that's not the reason for it.

Yeah, some Molluck stuff again, kinda to distract myself too since like I have told you, I suffer from self-hatred and depression. Sometimes I think that there's no darkness when Molluck is around (his eyes glow). It really touches me to think that... He is kinda a sign of that there's still light inside me because he is just imagination. I just feel too bad to really think about my 'real' loved ones, what they would think if I, well, did something awful to myself since my ill mind just wishes that they didn't care, makes me feel sorry for them to have me... I have a difficult condition and it has kinda gotten worse despite of the help, even some stuff has gotten better too.

But yeah, Molluck basically gives me life.

#molluck #oddworld molluck #molluck the glukkon #oddworld #art like a bosskie

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Hey dude, what's the plot/a few plot points of your perfect hypothetical mission: Impossible movie? A specific action sequence you'd love to see? Or an entire arc? Or literally just describe the whole plot, go nuts.

oh whoop, this is a beautiful question. a doozy for sure. you've opened a pandora's box i know you're more than happy to stick your face in with this one.

cw: on the field emergency amputation

first off, they're back in colorful outfits like they are in rogue nation. at one point benji's got one of those gayass benoit blanc neck scarves. ethan can be in the occasional black t-shirt, as i know is his want, but he'e gotta be in some colorful patterned button-up tucked into some high-waisted black jeans at some point.

i'm thinking this is like, post-rogue nation but pre-fallout in time period.

the villain isn't aware of the imf but is expertly good at adapting, and has a special skill in reading people. the second she learns of the imf's existence when they almost thwart her first scheme of the movie and kill/capture a lot of her men, she immediately figures out all she can about them and hacks into cam footage to literally watch the team while they're not working to learn about them as people. she's able to quickly and conclusively gather that ethan cares a whole lot about benji; more than he really realizes.

somewhere around the middle of the movie, there's some building they're all in doing spy stuff. luther's out of the building, benji's doing server stuff inside, and ethan's running around the hallways, probably in a fancy white suit that turns inside out into a button-up or smth. stuff happens, and ethan discovers that the baddie planted a bomb that'll take the whole building and the ones next to it, and after communicating an abort to his team and pulling a fire alarm or smth to clear it of civilians, he makes his leave, turning the jacket into the button up as he does so. when he doesn't hear anything from benji through his earpiece, he asks luther, who tells him that trackers indicate benji's still in the building, so ethan rushes back in while luther looks for cam footage to confirm it.

while ethan's running so so fast to the room benji's in, luther tells him that he found benji on the cams, but something is very wrong. he's bleeding, struggling, and looking to the camera pleadingly. when ethan gets there, he figures out why. benji's lying on the floor— awake, but panicked— and there's a trail of blood from his ear and the side of his head; presumably why he couldn't call ethan, as whatever hit caused his bleeding also shattered his earpiece. more alarmingly, there's some sort of metal contraption attached to benji's leg right on his calf, and a pool of blood forming around it. benji tells him that right when he made the call to abort, a man came out of the shadows and knocked him out, and he woke up less than a minute ago, in tremendous pain and attached to this thing. further investigation reveals that the contraption is pierced all the way through his leg and attached at either side, making removal impossible without the proper instruments. worse, it's chained directly to the floor.

despite benji's desperate insistence that ethan leave him and get out of here before the building goes, that man is not having any of it. brandt is part of the team still btw, bc i think he's silly. the building they're in is next to a hospital, and ethan instructs brandt (who is being very argumentative) to gather a bunch of specific surgical equipment. benji realizes what's about to happen when ethan requests the bone saw.

yeah. that's right. ethan has to cut benji's leg off to save him. don't worry too much; julia taught him a thing or two because he asked a LOT of questions (even when he wasn't on the job, he was always on the job). m:i isn't known for being gory, so the camera probably wouldn't show the actual process, but you'd get to see a lot of ethan apologizing and reassuring benji and compartmentalizing his emotions and fears until he can get benji out of there. and so much benji crying. put that man in pain.

brandt and ethan barely get him out in time. benji passes out from blood loss as they're going through the hallways, and the explosion happens right behind them and takes ethan out. luther pulls up in the van as the dust settles and brandt takes the wheel after they get the two of them in the vehicle and to a different hospital since the explosion hit the one next to them (luther hacks all the traffic lights to get them there asap).

ethans first loopy thought after coming to is "not again," but then he goes completely fucking manic when he remembers Benji. he effortlessly rips his IV out (idiotically) and fumbles around the halls ignoring nurses trying to talk to him until he finds the rest of his team. luther is of course immediately concerned when he sees him up and limping (brandt only gives a shit in the "jesus christ, this fucking guy..." sorta way lmao) but also knows not to try and stop him, especially with benji involved.

benjamin dunn himself hasn't regained consciousness yet, but he's stable for now. after a short convo where ethan is doing a really good job pretending he's completely collected himself, luther and brandt give him some space, and ethan totally breaks down. watching who he thought was julia get killed right in front of him was one thing, y'know? but his own hand being forced to hurt and take from benji just at the mere chance he could get him out alive? the possibility he could have spent the last moments of life in agony at ethan's direct actions? that's affected him in a way he didn't realize was possible.

benji rouses to find himself down half a leg and with super spy extraordinaire ethan hunt crying against his chest. i could write some kick-ass dialog for this scene between them... maybe i will one day. needless to say, neither of them are all that good at emotional communication (luther has sole ownership of that braincell) so their talk is full of lots of difficult half-admissions and sly feeling-dodging. also benji cries again.

or maybe they have him on some crazy-ass pain meds and he comes too all loopy and says his feelings flat out and is just so silly and it gives ethan an open to be genuine and laugh at his teammate and maybe realize some stuff. y'know. maybe.

i guess this takes benji out of the action for the third act, but he can switch places with brandt and be the guy in the office reporting back. as long as brandt's very verbal about his distaste for benji's operating style. ethan has to keep reminding them to stop filling the coms with petty bickering.

i have no clue how the "final battle" would shake out. it is custom for ethan to be somewhere on his own, so probably that. the villain would actually be really good at besting him bc she can see through all his tricks and charisma, so he'd probably win through some brute-force insanity like crashing a helicopter into a famous landmark or smth; something she would not have time to adapt to that would get the imf in so much federal trouble.

at some point luther has one of those eye-opening discussions he's great at with benji, and a separate, more difficult one with ethan, about their importance to each other and how if they don't figure their shit out with each other, horrible people are just going to keep taking advantage of it and they're going to keep thinking they're hurting each other in an infinite spiral for the rest of time. neither of them are going to quit field duty, no matter how much the other one wants that, so they've got to come to some sort of understanding.

yadda yadda yadda, and then benji's got a mean-ass prosthetic for the foreseeable future. it's cool; they use it to sneak tech into places all the time in future movies.

tom cruise doesn't stand on a single out-of-frame box. most of the cast is repeatedly and unapologetically shown to be taller than ethan.

luther gets to kill a man. as a treat.

i'm about to drop this question in your inbox too, whoop. i'm sure your m:i ideas are mental, miss Whump.

#if chris and tom care about my mental stability #they won't take benji out of the franchise by killing him; but by putting him through a situation that forces him to retire #and then in future movies we see dumbass framed photos of simon pegg on ethan's desk #running my mouth #ask and you shall receive #mission: impossible #benji dunn #ethan hunt #you know what?#benthan #thanks for this question whoop: i ate it the fuck up

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jaeminri · 1 year

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guardians of love | 020

ready for them lips (+0.6k words)

as you and your friends enter chan's apartment, renjun is immediately tapping persistently on your shoulder, asking, “do i look okay?”, “is my hair messy?”, “should i wear the cap?” and so on so forth. you had to constantly reassure him that he looked great and also reminded him that ryujin literally commented on his post.

“trust me, jun. you look great, don't overthink it! just have fun!” you patted his shoulder with a soft smile, and he visibly softens up, thanking you quietly with a nod.

the whole lot of you squeeze through the party, where multiple of horny and rowdy college students dance and sing loudly to the music. when you finally make it to the kitchen where chan stands, you feel like you can actually take a proper breath now.

“chan, hey. nice party!” you say with a wide smile, he returns it. behind you, yeji slings an arm around you and shouts over the music, “do you have coke instead of booze? some of us are driving so we can't drink.”

the boy nods, gesturing towards the fridge, “yeah we have some in there. just feel free to take whatever! i gotta go entertain my friends now. maybe we can all play some games later on!” he waves bye to you and your friends, before rushing off back into the yard.

awhile later, you spot ryujin walking in the kitchen with another guy, whom you are pretty sure is donghyuck, and immediately, she smiles at you. you've never really spoken to her, but you know for a fact that she is one of mark's closest friends.

speaking of the latter, he walks in behind ryujin, cup in one hand and other in his pocket.

for a moment, your breath is caught. because for the first time in your life of knowing mark lee, you acknowledge the fact that mark lee is good-looking. his outfit isn't the most party-ish vibe, but his aura is captivating and it makes you widen your eyes a little. when he meet eyes with you, you swear your heart does a little jump.

what the fuck am i even thinking?

“hey.” he says first, a very small smile on his lips. beside you, renjun and yeji clear their throats, having never really met the canadian boy before.

“hey.” you reply back.

“hi! you're y/n, right?” when you turn, you see ryujin grinning at you. she's pretty, you understand why renjun likes her. “yeah, ryujin right? mark talks about you.” you comment with a laugh, remembering the conversation with him. the lass pretends to glare at the boy beside her, “does he talk shit about me? i swear i'm nothing like he says i am.”

you laugh harder at that, “no, don't worry, he doesn't.”

ryujin hums, unconvinced but still smiling anyway. her eyes soon trail towards the boy beside you and you watch her ears go red. behind her, mark smiles knowingly at you.

“hey, you're renjun, right?” she asks, much more gentler this time round. when renjun doesn't respond, you nudge him to snap him out of his daze. you think you hear him gulp and then nodding with a soft, “yeah”.

“it's nice to meet you.” she sticks her hand out for him to shake and he does so, shaking a little. you can't help but laugh, covering it up with your hand. mark clears his throat, “uh, well you two can get to know each other. y/n and i have to go talk to...” he trails off, eyes urging you to help him. you get the signal, hurriedly finishing his sentence for him, “chan! yeah, he said they were playing some games or something, so we'll just go and, you know,” you say.

before either of the two can even reply, mark is pulling you away from the kitchen, leaving the two alone. when you turn back to glance at them, you see them already smiling at each other, talking.

synopsis. for the upcoming valentine's event happening in your school, you are assigned to work on a podcast to enhance the romantic mood, and keep listeners on their toes as they anticipate the weekly confessions. but valentine's is almost two months away, and there has to be something other than the weekly confession letters to entertain the students. hence, when your professor assigns one more person to the podcast as an extra helping hand to come up with ideas, you don't mind. except, the extra helping hand, is mark lee, the one man that does not believe in love.

pairing. mark lee x f!reader

genre. fluff, angst, comedy, smau, college au, podcast au, enemies to lovers, pining, opposites attract, slowburn, music major mark and journalism major reader, features other idols

warnings. profanity, alcohol, smoking, suggestive, ignore dates and timestamps

status. completed

taglist. open

#nct #nct dream #nct 127 #nct x you #nct x y/n #nct x reader #nct smau #nct mark #mark smau #mark lee x you #mark lee x y/n #mark lee x reader #mark x you #mark x y/n #mark x reader

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hi hello hey! may i request some….zhaohan hcs please? (sfw and/or nsft) 👀

HMMM, ZHAOHAN 🥰🥰🥰 I actually got a few table talks/party chats with those two while playing today, they are so fucking adorable, I need to write more about the murder boyfriends.

Yes, I still have ZhaoHan brainrot, why do you ask?

• Joongi loves to infodump about food. Zhao loves to listen to people talk about food. Being a part of the Ichigang has made Joongi a lot more talkative, but when he is with Zhao, he literally never shuts the fuck up. Not that Zhao wants him to—he just sits and listens and also adds his own little commentary because who knows more about food than the designated chef himself?

• It took YEARS for Joongi to drop the '-san' from Zhao's name, so pet names are kinda... complicated. Zhao has no problem with them, but he mainly sticks to the classics—'Babe', 'Baby', sometimes 'Sweet boy'. Joongi still blushes at them, especially the last one. It makes him melt.

• You've literally never seen a prettier couple than these two. Their outfits are always on point, the accessories are always on point. Joongi does Zhao's makeup and Zhao does Joongi's nails. It started with Zhao asking him to do his eyeliner (you know this pic of the two girls on a bed, one on top of the other while doing her makeup? Literally these two) in exchange for a manicure and it escalated really quickly.

• Even though Joongi can't stand spice and Zhao knows it, he still slips some extra on Joongi's meals sometimes. Seeing prim and proper Joongi Han/Yeonsu Kim who always plays it cool lose his composure is too much fun to miss out on.

• Joongi is the subbiest sub in the planet and has the biggest praise kink known to man. Zhao knows this, and you bet he exploits THE SHIT out of it. Every time Joongi obeys (and he ALWAYS obeys), he's getting praised—He's the best boy in all of Yokohama, even (more like 'especially') with Zhao's cum all over his pretty face.

• Joongi prioritizes getting Zhao off over getting himself off. He'll spend an hour (and yes, it's happened before) with his mouth to Zhao's hole, making him come on his tongue more than once before Zhao finally stops him because "Hey, as good as this is, your dick looks very hard and that shit's gotta be painful, let's take care of it, yeah?"

• It's mostly Zhao who bottoms, but they do switch occasionally. First time they did, they discovered Joongi was a crier (when he bottoms, at least)—and to be honest, it does feel amazing to let go and be under someone you love and trust like he does Zhao. Also, call him gross, but the feeling of Zhao's cum trickling from his hole after a good fuck is something else.

• Dirty talk is more Zhao's thing. Joongi mostly just whines, obeys and compliments him. Zhao though? His mouth is filthy, and he doesn't mince words. "Pretty boy's a little bit of a slut for a strong man, ain't he? Need someone to tell you what to do and where to put that cute tongue of yours? Get it up my hole, why don't you?" and Joongi MELTS.

#ryu ga gotoku #yakuza like a dragon #like a dragon infinite wealth #.txt #anon ask #yakuza headcanons #yakuza imagines #nsft headcanon #joongi han #kim yeonsu #zhao tianyou #zhaohan

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gaymer-hag-stan · 9 months

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Ok so, with the Tekken 8 Closed Network Test now concluded, I'd like to share a few thoughts.

The game looks great, I love the new redesigns, I love the new animations and the fact that they got the entire cast to rerecord their battle grunts and win / pre battle quotes, it was especially weird to have certain characters use voice lines from different actors, some of whom weren't even speaking the same language 🤣

The redesigns are almost exclusively great so far, but I do hope we get alternate costumes. Yeah customization is there but I don't really care to have Nina in jeans and cowboy boots or Jin in platinum blond pigtails like... A lot of fighting games just have a palette swap as the second costume and call it a day, but from the very beginning all the way up to Tekken 6, Tekken had an alternate outfit for every single character. Not only that, but it was usually a more "casual" outfit too like, Kazuya's Tekken 1 1P was his karate gi pants but his 2P was a tank top and jeans. Asuka's Tekken 5 1P was her Aikido uniform and her 2P was her trademark shorts and tank top and so on. Tekken 7 originally went for the 2P palette swap, but at some point they added extra costumes, including classic looks, via an update, and I hope they are there from the start this time.

I played almost exclusively as Nina because she's been my main since 2005, with a little Jun, a little Xiaoyu and a little Jin thrown in. I also tried Lili's, Hwoarang's and Asuka's combo trials (nice that they FINALLY added combo trials, I don't know what took them so long lol) I gotta say it's extremely satisfying to see Harada CONSTANTLY shading Street Fighter on Twitter by saying that the base roster will feature a lot more fighters than our competitors an also Mortal Kombat by saying that they are focusing on legacy fighters before they even start considering guests. Like. That's a ball move and a huge reassurance for the fans. I also know it's in good faith and no harm is meant towards Capcom or Netherrealm but he's right and he should say it!

If there's one thing I hope they copy off of Capcom is Word Tour mode. Yeah NetherRealm Studios' cinematic story mode is fine... I guess... But World Tour mode is the best single player mode ever featured in a fighting game and Namco even have their own blueprint in the form of Tekken Force. We're probably still getting a cinematic-style story but there's still hope for Tekken 9, or maybe even a smaller-scale Tekken Force return, in the style of Tekken 4 or sth.

Arcade Mode needs a proper reintroduction as well, in Tekken 6 you only got 4 battles and you were done and in Tekken 7 you straight up got nothing at all out of Arcade mode and character endings were instead for the base game characters who weren't prominently featured in the cinematic story and you got them after a single battle... Very underwhelming.

Also hoping other "missing" modes like Team Battle return and maybe Tekken Bowl will be included from the get go this time? I've also had this request forever but I'd love to see 1P Vs. Com or Com Vs. Com fights be included in offline versus. Literally every other fighting game has it except Tekken and Virtua Fighter and I can't tell why. It shouldn't be hard to implement and honestly sometimes it's just fun to pick characters, costumes and stage and just fight it out with the computer, as a break from online grinding and whatnot.

Now, as for the battle system itself... It's lots of fun! There's tons of stuff going on at all times but it feels great to experience and it's not really overwhelming or anything. It's cute that they have included an "easy mode" for new players to ease themselves in the fun. I'm not a master player by any means but I've had almost two decades of experience in Tekken and legacy skill does play a big role in the Tekken meta so it's an interesting way to even out the playing field. Interestingly, they also seem to have simplified some of the more complicated commands like, I can pull off all of Nina's combo throws now with a total of like, four button presses at most? Crazy! The heat system feels a bit weird at first but it's a huge asset once you get into it which doesn't take all that long anyway.

Overall I am very satisfied with what I got to play and I feel like Tekken 8 is gonna be another huge chapter in Tekken's history as well as the FGC's as a whole and I honestly cannot wait! Hopefully I will have moved out of Greece by the time it's out because my internet connection was killing me 😭🤣

I also better see miss Anna and Christie in the game or else I'm rioting.

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