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funeralprocessor · 5 months
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mythicmin · 1 year
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Overwatch NSFW Alphabet(s)
MDNI!! If you are under the age of 18, please DNI. Character requests are OPEN. Just slide into my ask box and specify which character you’d like to see :)
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𝑱𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆 𝑴𝒄𝑪𝒓𝒆𝒆 / 𝑪𝒐𝒍𝒆 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒚
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A = Aftercare ;
McCree is a firm believer in aftercare. Chances are you aren’t getting up to do ANYTHING for at least an hour. (unless he has somewhere he needs to rush to.) Need to pee? He’s gonna carry you. Thirsty? Hungry? Give him a second, he’ll be right back with your favorite drink/snack.
B = Body part ;
You can’t look me dead in my eyes and tell me he isn’t an ass man. He’s practically obsessed with it. Doesn’t matter where you’re at or who you’re with, chances are he’s got his hand on your ass or in your back pocket.
C = Cum ;
Bro is definitely a slut for facials if he can’t cum inside of you. There’s just something possessive about it, like he’s marking you as his.
D = Dirty secret ;
Secretly wants to get topped, cmon he’s a cocky little shit. Put him in his place and make him beg for you. ❤︎︎
E = Experience ;
I am a firm believer in thinking he’s got some kind of old fashioned way of thinking. He knows what he likes, but doesn’t have much experience with it. I know we all love fuckboy McCree, but him being a virgin makes me giggle.
F = Favorite position ;
Doggie. Need I say more?
G = Goofy ;
Bro is a whole clown in bed and you can’t change my mind. He knows how to act serious when need be, but he always wants to see you smile. Even if he’s balls deep in you.
H = Hair ;
I think he manscapes a bit, he’s never bare though. There’s always some sort of hair framing his cock, clean shaven just isn’t his style.
I = Intimacy ;
Lil western baby treats you like the princess/prince you are. Sure he loves fucking your brains out, but making love to you is another favorite past time.
J = Jack off / Masterbate ;
I don’t really know to be honest, I feel like he’d think he’s too busy to get himself off. But maybe it’s just hidden cockiness that only you can get him off.
K = Kink ;
Anal. I know this man eats ass as well. I just know it. Bro also definitely has a daddy kink. (or maybe that’s bc i’m projecting bc he’s so fine.)
L = Location ;
Anywhere.
M = Motivation ;
He really gets going when you slowly touch his arms/chest while making eye contact.
N = No ;
Sadly, threesomes. I think he’s just too possessive.
O = Oral ;
He loves both giving and receiving, but he enjoys making you fall apart with his mouth. Playing with that cigar should’ve warned you he was gonna be a beast with his tongue.
P = Pace ;
Whichever you want. He can deliver both fast or slow.
Q = Quickie ;
Loves them. Especially if y’all are out and about doing something.
R = Risk ;
He literally doesn’t care if y’all get caught with him balls deep in you.
S = Stamina ;
I feel like he cums fairly fast, but can go for a few rounds.
T = Toys ;
He’s iffy on them. He wants to be the one to make you feel good, but watching you thrash against the vibrator he’s holding gets him feeling some typa way.
U = Unfair ;
He’s so mean sometimes, bro is a WHOLE ASS tease and he knows it.
V = Volume ;
I don’t feel like he’s overly loud in the moaning or groaning criteria, but he’s definitely a smooth talker blowing your back in.
W = Wild card ;
Pull his hair while he’s giving you head and bro is putty in your hands.
X = X-ray ;
6” soft , a lil over 7” hard. (circumcised)
Y = Yearning ;
I SWEAR THIS MAN CAN TURN HIS SEX DRIVE OFF AND ON DEPENDING ON HOW MUCH OF A COCKY BASTARD HE WANTS TO BE.
Z = Zzz ;
Always waits until you’re asleep first.
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god i love this man.
hope you enjoyed!! lmk who y’all wanna see next ! ❤︎︎
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Thoughts about Hades 2 as a tech test player
Everything is under a read more bc. 1. Long post. 2. Spoilers for Hades 2.
1. The game is fucking s m o o t h. Loads quicker and everything feels more stream lined.
2. It’s somewhat harder than Hades 1. Idk if it’s bc of not having a super buffed character but I am definitely finding it a little more challenging. Not a bad thing though!
3. Melinoë plays a little different from Zag which is to be expected! We now have a sprint, spells, and new weapons. Already loving how regular casts and specials don’t have a cast limit. Also love the twin blades. Fast weapon go brrrrrrr.
4. I’m definitely interested in seeing what they do with gathering, farming, ect. Great way to add more stuff to do in and after runs.
5. This ties into 4 but, I love how there’s a bunch of stuff to do in Crossroads! In Hades 1, I never spent too much time in the house. I was always dashing through to do another run when not stopping to talk to people. The Crossroads is definitely a nice cool down area for after runs!
6. THE ART. Man everyone looks so good!!!! I can tell some of the sprites are still being worked on but everything still looks so damn clean. I love how everyone has backgrounds in their portraits!
7. APOLLO, HEPHAESTUS, HESTIA, SELENE. All of them look and sound so cool. Really looking forward to seeing their full boon lists and how they play with different weapons ect.
8. I’m really happy to see some of the OG gods returning. All of them look so sick and every time I see a boon from the first game I go “YOOOOOO”. Also Artemis physically appearing is sick as hell.
9. Really excited to get to know the new crew better! They’re all really compelling already!
10. The areas seem to be shorter. Like, I’m going through less rooms to hit the boss room. Idk if it’s bc it’s a tech test or if it’s intentional.
Speculation and questions
1. WHAT DID CHRONOS DO. ARE THEY DEAD? WHERE ARE THEY? Istg if Zag is dead I am going to c r y.
2. WHERE IS THAN, MEG, ACHILLES, NYX, EVERYONE FROM THE FIRST GAME? WHERE ARE THEY?
3. Hecate said something about Hermes trying to find a way to get from the underworld to Olympus. There was also some stairs going blocked by a ward in the weapon/training room. I wonder if there’s gonna be more areas to go through. Like. Erebus, Elysium, Asphodel, Tartarus, House, then Olympus? Maybe Olympus is gonna have its own areas completely. This would make sense for why the areas are shorter. Really interested to see what they do.
4. If the game looks like this already in its tech test stage….. this might be my game of the year if it gets a full release this year. (I love you P3RE but holy shit Hades 2).
There’s a lot more I could talk about, but I am tired and this is a long post lmao.
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herbgerblin · 11 months
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ipre theater thots
loosely based off of this poll. sorry, this got away from me. i was a theater kid for years (i still am, i literally made a bunch of friends larp as wizards two weeks ago)
Davenport: Producer and Stage Manager. Personally more experienced in opera than musicals, but answers the call when the need for a manager arises. Keeps everyone focused and on schedule. Has final word on what choices the art department gets to make. Sometimes does solo performances on his own time.
Merle: Choreographer and Director. Leads the ensemble into meditation every rehearsal before warming up. Talks with each member of the cast one-on-one. Sometimes leaves the script open to interpretation. His artistic vision sounds bonkers in concept, but illuminating in execution. Why are there so many plants? Don't worry about it.
Magnus: Lead Actor and Set Builder. He brings the energy every single night. He doesn't need to be micc'ed up because his natural voice projects well enough. It takes a bit of time for him to memorize the script, but he devotes his heart and soul to it. He claps loudly for the ensemble when he's in the wings. He cries at the emotional numbers. Built all the sets by hand.
Lucretia: Co-stage Manager and Supporting Actor (not for lack of chops, only because she spreads herself very thin.) Knows the script like a second language. Mainly reserves her Director Voice for backstage when things get chaotic. Enjoys performing the musical numbers because no one knows she can belt, until she does. Standing ovation girlie, but bashful about it.
Lup: Co-lead Lead Actor and Costumer. Only willing to do the role if Davenport lets her include cold sparks and fog machines in the set budget (he finds a way.) No one knows when she took measurements for the costumes, but they're ready by dress rehearsal and they fit perfectly. Helps the other actors figure out their groove. Great at engaging the audience.
Angus (special edition): Child lead and stagehand. The sweetest little singing voice you ever did hear. Everyone is going to rue the day his voice starts cracking. A heartbreaker of a performer and a speedy backstage assistant.
Taako: A MYSTERY. He's wearing a fancy scarf and roaming all over the place. He's talking about the Art of the Theatre. He's listed on the billing of lead actors and NO ONE knows what his role is. He remembers all the little things that everyone forgets: clothes pins, a hot glue gun, and electrolytes. He's got a walkie-talkie. Only the managers and tech are supposed to have walkie-talkies. Hello, this is Taako speaking, over.
Barry: Usually Tech. He's got a beautifully choreographed queue of lighting designs and stage effects. He's got an immaculately labeled pad controller and a ready-to-go Excel spreadsheet. But on opening night, Lucretia informs him he's in the orchestra pit.
Barry: ...But I'm lighting tonight.
Lucretia (via walkie-talkie): And our percussionist twisted his ankle tripping over a stage light. You're in the orchestra now, compadre.
Barry: (with increasing emphasis, decreasing conviction) But. I'm. Light. Tech.
Taako: E N T E R T H E P I T B A R O L D
Davenport: Taako, get off this line.
During intermission, Magnus asks him to help lift the ensemble dancers onto the set scaffolding, and hold it steady. Barry agrees, thinking he's in the clear after that. But the second the music number ends, Merle tells him that one of the support roles had to leave, so now he's the understudy.
Barry (longsuffering): I am just. the light guy.
Merle (gesturing to Taako in the balcony, having a ballgame playing with the lightboard): well, in two minutes you're the showstopper guy, so you need to go out there and stop the show
Lup (emerging from nowhere, slapping a red, hooded robe on Barold's shoulders): Knock 'em dead!
Barry: D:
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absolem0 · 2 months
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. B A S I C S ∙ ✦
Name: Sol Adventus Nicknames: none Age: 26 Nameday: 7th Sun of the 3d Umbral Moon Race: Raen Au ra Gender: Male Orientation: tbd Profession: Warrior of Light
. P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C T S ∙ ✦
Hair: off white since the end of Shb (dark purple/blue, almost black before) Eyes: Odd eyes due to light corruption- left eye dark teal, right eye light teal. White limbal rings, white pupils. Skin: brown Tattoos/scars: light corruption marks all over, one scar down the chest on the left side Addition: Unusually long tail from birth, only got longer in Shb
. F A M I L Y ∙ ✦
Parents: Raen father from Thavnair (dead), Raen mother from Kugane (alive) Siblings: Older sister (dead), younger brother (missing) Grandparents: grandmother on mother's side, both grandparents on father's side In-laws and Other: None Pets: only his chocobo Eshu Addition: almost always accompanied by Midgarsormr (not the big one, the little one). Since EW - by blue starbird and "mount" Arion.
. S K I L L S∙ ✦
Abilities: Archer, naturally evolved into Bard. Is proficient White Mage. Over expansions gets experience (willingly or not) with other classes and can be reluctantly considered an "all rounder". Bard and White Mage being his only main jobs. Has a high affinity to wind aspected aether. Hobbies: Fishing, hunting, carpentry, poisons, aetherology.
. T R A I T S ∙ ✦
Most Positive Trait: Reliable, protective Most Negative Trait: Avoids emotional conflict (sometimes even physically)
. L I K E S ∙ ✦
Colors: Black, white, light blue, green Smells: ripe fruits, "forest" smells, the smell of "cold snowy weather in the morning", warm wood that has been on sun. Textures: cool touch of the blade of his dagger, feathers, thick but soft fabric, paper. Drinks: Tea, juice, likes trying out new (non alcoholic) drinks wherever he goes.
. O T H E R    D E T A I L S ∙ ✦
Smokes: Never tried Drinks: Prefers heavy drinks, but in measured amount. Doesn't get drunk easy, and rarely feels relaxed enough to. Drugs: Had some hand in hallucinogenic poisons, but was quickly dissuaded from venturing deeper into that territory. Mount Issuance: Eshu, grey colored chocobo. Has enough experience to help out in any battle, enjoys chasing small critters. Been Arrested: By all laws of Gridania he should have been arrested for illegal hunting, but somehow never was. And afterwards who would be arresting a Warrior of Light.
Tagged by @nights-at-crystarium :D Tagging @shirtlesslizard @ksilberne @shavothehusky if you're feeling up to it :3. And also I am tagging my every ffxiv follower who sees this post, feel free to do it!
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yourmomxx · 10 months
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— random relationship headcanons for jj maybank —
male!reader
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a bit nsfw under the cut
just to be clear from the very beginning, we are talking about a secret relationship here
I mean come on, jj has a dead-beat dad, he’s not just gonna go all out and tell him “yeah i’m fucking someone with a dick fyi”
ain’t happening
starting a relationship with jj was hard, he kept pushing you away because of his fear of attachment and his trust issues
But you didn’t let him push you away
It took a while for him to let you in
But after those walls were broken, he was justKirk the most affectionate boyfriend ever
Everyday he would wake you and not know how he deserved you, and the pogues would never hear the end of it
so yes, obviously the pogues know about your relationship
even if he kept it a secret from them, too, at first
kie was the first to actually figure it out
because john b is a bit slow
and pope thought y’all were just really good friends
(no one had the heart to tell him what really made the bumping noises in the next room)
but they all love you
while you’re dating jj, you’re a pogue now, like it or not
you most definitely had it easier than sarah
but hey maybe that’s because your brother wants a psychopathic killer
speaking of siblings, if you have some (younger ones), jj adores them
like, seriously, he always tries to include them whenever you do things together, and jokes and plays around with them
if your siblings are older, they’re a bit suspicious of him first, but eventually grow really fond of him and start seeing him like a sort of a little brother too
we ain’t mentioning JJ’s dad in this house
except for the times where you threatened to beat him up until it was him lying in a hospital bed rather than his son
jj always held you back tho
he told you his father wasn’t worth a sentence in prison
you always take care of JJ’s wounds, even when he’s reluctant about it at first
silent smoking sessions where the two of you simply enjoy each other’s company
“who’s the man in the relationship?” “there’s no man in our relationship, idiot, but if there was, it’d be me.”
he always brags about you when he’s with the pogues
“did you know that y/n did …”
“y/n actually told me …”
“have you seen how fucking good y/n looks today?”
“can’t believe I fucking pulled that.”
the pogues mostly just smile and nod along, knowing how happy you truly make him
he’s just drooling whenever you walk over to him, shirtless with wet hair and only in swim shorts
his brain short circuits
It’s like that one slowmo scene in baywatch ya know
jj plans the cutest dates
like stargazing, small roadtrips, surfing together, campfires with roasting marshmallows
soft touches
and because you two aren’t in a public relationship, I am so heavy on this
like imagine you’re walking to the beach with the pogues, all together laughing and chatting
and you walk so close to jj that your shoulder always *accidentally* bumps his. all the time.
or bonfires
sitting next to each other and each talking to someone, but your knees are so close that they are just touching the entire time
you can feel jj’s warm skin against yours and it sends something like electric waves down your body
fingers linking slightly when you stand near each other or walk with the pogues to the beach
putting your head on the other’s shoulder because that’s not gay you’re “just tired”
shoulders or arms grazing when you’re close
your pinky linking with his thumb when your hands are placed near each other
f o r e h e a d t o u c h e s
hello and goodbye kisses
puts his arms around your waist from behind and lays his head on your shoulder or upper back when he’s tired (and you’re with the pogues)
falls asleep leaned against you when you’re at john b’s hanging out with the pogues
such dramatic golden retriever puppy energy
says he will literally die if he doesn’t get enough touches and kisses from you
jj practically lives at your apartment
he has his own toothbrushes over there and everything
when he’s at home he sleeps in your clothes because they smell like you and it comforts him
will literally return said clothes to you and tell you to wash/wear them because they lost your scent
with jj’s impulsive personality it’s hard, but the two of you do your best to argue as little as possible
and even when, you try your best to not yell and trigger him, but to be honest - the two of you rarely argue. like, heavily
of course there’s some harsh exchanges from time to time but not ever screaming fights or something like that
communication is key in your relationship
you’ve ensured that from the very beginning
you promised to talk things out when you feel like there are problems or something that needs to be talked about and then you can work on it together
there is literally no grudges you hold that could be thrown at each other to worsen arguments
cooking breakfast for him because you want to let him sleep in
stealing away from parties or bonfires to have some private time
his wardrobe is mostly your clothes
you would go to jail for each other
“jj i swear if you don’t stop pissing off police officers-“
you meet him at the beach to watch him surf
because he’s so talented, of course, not because you want to see him shirtless or anything
he’s the best at cheering you up
he’s everything but a dry texter
you mostly cook because the only meal this man knows how to make is toast and pasta
how he’s survived this long without you is a mystery
jealousy because, again, secret relationship
“I thought you weren’t the jealous type?”
“oh, I’m not.”
“so the girl over there that’s talking and smiling all over jj has totally nothing to do with the fact that you’ve absolutely crushed your plastic cup?”
“mhm.”
but not in an i don’t trust you and I think that you will cheat on me-way jealous, more in a you’re mine and seeing you with other people that i know don’t know that physically hurts me-typa way
has his own private smile for you, all teeth and giggles, and just so in love
you give jj your clothes and he gave you one of his leather bracelets to wear
knuckle kisses
just staying in bed all day and cuddling
he has less nightmares when he sleeps next to you
whenever jj got out of the water after surfing, he would make sure to hug you, no matter how much you struggled to push him off you, so you would get just as wet as him
— nsfw ————————————————
you actually had to introduce jj to a few things because he had never done them before or ever even heard of them
he’s good with girls but the whole boy thing? that was new territory
so you had to teach him some stuff
but it turns out, jj is a quick learner - when he wants to be
he’s a switch but mostly bottoms
it’s his inner child that just wants someone to take care of him
sometimes the sex helps him to calm down after his dad hurt him, but that is a thin line to walk
he whimpers
he has a praise kink
“so beautiful” “my handsome boy” “atta boy that’s a good one”
those just do it for him
there’s times when it’s just rough and emotional and angsty (cue choking, knife-play, heavy dirty talk and degradation)
and other times that are slow and soft and loving (cue praise, careful movements, private mornings, many and long kisses)
he takes a shower and you just surprise him by stepping in too
quickies on the boats that jj is supposed to clean (you officially keep him company for “moral support”)
his sweaty surfer curls sticking to his forehead after while he’s grinning at you😫😫
head in small caves at the beach
hickies because “if that girl tries hitting on you one more time, I am gonna hit her. with my car- ”
the pogues tease him about them the morning after
“ayo jj had a rough night I see?”
teasing. like so much. from both sides
whether it be “innocent” touches or well-placed words … it’s all over the place
high sex
handjobs in the back of john b’s twinkie
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html-nae · 1 year
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T R A P S O U L
42!Miles x fem!OC
Part 3 of the 42!Miles x fem!OC series
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You take two strangers and put them in random predicaments
Then you give them a soul, so they can make their own choices and live with it.
A year and 4 months later, those same strangers.
You make them meet again.
Inside his hideout.
Where one reaps his benefits.
And the other. Is begging for his life.
For his father’s life.
Then you start reminding them about that spider incident.
The collider incident.
Who would’ve thought that the Spiderman that outsmarted thousands of other Spiderman’s.
Would be from coincidence?
Because if The Spot never transported the radioactive spider from Earth 42 to Earth 1610.
Then Miles wouldn’t be Spiderman. His Uncle would be alive. His father would be dead.
And Miles Morales would be prowler.
Now here he was
Tied to a punching bag.
He couldn’t run.
Miles believed that it was always him versus the world.
Until he found out it was him versus The Spot. Then the spider society.
Then him versus himself.
Why?
He thought. He wanted to go home. To his mom. To his dad. He wanted to save his dad. That’s all he wanted.
Miles wanted to go home, back to his own dimension. Dimension 1610 Where his dad was alive, where his mom was alive. Where Harmony was alive.
He knew he wasn’t in the right dimension when his mom didn’t know who Spiderman was. As if her husband didn’t complain about the masked hero almost everyday.
But he didn’t. Not in this universe.
No.
He died. A year ago.
Along with Harmony.
And here he was.
In a prowler mask with chains hanging from his chest and weapons scattered around him.
He looked and sounded different.
He was different,
Why?
Because he lost everything.
All because of The Spot.
He lost his internship at Alchemex. He could’ve got into the University he wanted to get in.He probably still could. But he had different plans. More important matters.
He would’ve still had Harmony. He would’ve had his father there and not just a mural that was dedicated to him on some brick wall outside his apartment.
He would’ve had everything.
He wouldn’t have gotten dark. He wouldn’t have gone down the path he did just to help put food on the table.
Earth 42 Miles would’ve had everything.
While 1610 Miles would’ve had nothing.
Now because of The Spot. It was all changed.
“Please. If you don’t let me go our dad is gonna die-”
Before Miles could say anything else. His alternate cut his pleads short.
“Your dad.”
His braids swished from side to side. And his shoes squeaked as he stepped closer to look at himself. Miles’ suit was torn and he was bleeding from his abdomen. His face was bruised and cut. It looked like he went through hell and back. He looked terrified.
He was terrified.
“You’ve gotta let me go.”
His plea to go home fell against deaf ears.
It was getting old.
“Now why would I do that?”
Am I going to live or die?
Miles didn’t belong in this dimension. That much was obvious. He was glitching every hour. His alternate self didn’t care. He enjoyed the idea. He wanted him to be put through pain. The pain he went through. He wanted him to know how it felt.
Because truthfully
No one prayed for Miles on Earth 42.
And it led to him not wanting to be bothered. He felt like he was losing his patience. His focus. He felt like his friends were overrated. He just wanted to remove himself.
No feelings involved.
Because she’s gone.
Miles was willing to die for her and live for her.
He would kill for her. He did killed for her.
And now she was gone.
And it still hurt to wake up everyday and know that not only was he not going to hear his dad’s voice booming through the apartment, but that his girlfriend wasn’t going to be knocking on his door just to lay down in his bed and listen to music.
Pride was the death of them. And love was the end of her.
He believed in a perfect world, he would be perfect. He wouldn’t be insensitive.
As cold as December.
He wouldn’t have blamed her for the mistakes he made or the bed he laid in.
But they weren’t in a perfect world.
And he knew that.
He pointed the finger just to make a point.
At least he did now.
He could’ve done so much for himself. He could’ve had so much.
But all because someone took two strangers and put them in random predicaments.
Everything changed.
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gunthermunch · 1 year
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[Transcript under the cut]
Ernest: i always feel like a complete professional in here Vlad: what is a writer without a typewriter Ernest: or hundreds of books. personally i own neither Ernest, on typewriter: h e l l o Vlad: your small device died on me. Ernest: ah! it's just the battery. just give it to me and I'll bring it back fully charged Vlad: i want to keep it Ernest: alright alright. so, which song did you like the best? Vlad: the song with rats on cages Ernest: bullet with butterfly wings? i kinda thought you'd be more of a bowie guy but at the same time im not surprised Vlad: what is a bowie? Ernest: you're hilarious. Ernest, on typewriter: M y n a m e i s E r n e s t M u n c h Ernest: maybe you'd like Kate Bush, my wife LOVES Kate Bush. Vlad: Isn't there any actual writing you should be doing? Ernest: eh… i don't think there's more for me to write about, honest. what else do you have to tell me? Vlad: you sound like the human that wrote the Encyclopedias. Ernest: well i know those from memory since i was a child, consumed those like holy grail. plasma fruit bad, blood good. yadda yadda Ernest: -wait. wrote? i thought you did it. i got all fanatic on you for nothing? Vlad: all i did was give answers to a curious human that thought i was wearing a disguise. if those books should awake hoards of blood hungry half done vampires born out of uncoordinated words, then so it be. Ernest: you're a little mischievous, huh? Vlad: I'm naturally great at misleading people. Ernest: oh, i know! after all these months, buddy, i still have no clue on who turned you. Vlad: why would i deceive your ears with such a thing? Ernest: because we. are. frriiiieeeenddss Vlad: what is happening to your words? Ernest: I'm just reminding you. come on! i wont even write it down, let's just have a chat. Vlad: fine. Vlad: --hundreds of years ago, a count and a peasant had an affair. Vlad: the moment the count's wife found out, she went to the village and found a witch. it casted a curse upon the peasant, who was pregnant. Vlad: she suffered a long, painful childbirth. what is worse, she lived through it. Vlad: and so her son was born, lacking a heartbeat, pale as a corpse, alive. Vlad: she was barely able to walk, talk, breath or blink after giving birth Vlad: she never recovered, and the count had turned his back on both of them. Vlad: i believe she wanted both of us dead. i did not feel her as my mother, as she probably never felt me as her son too. she was just food to me, as soon as i was able to walk. Vlad: i found The Hollow shortly after. Vlad: i was never weak, i never had to survive. Ernest: you were choiceless. Ernest: gulp a witch, huh? Vlad: one way or another, our sole creators. raining Ernest: man. how am i supposed to go home like this? Lilith: i could walk you home. Lilith: can i, Vlad?
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drconstellation · 4 months
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Chiastic Structure of S2
The post preceding this is Chiastic Structure of S1.
S1 was neat, tidy and simple compared to S2.
S2 was...difficult. I have a feeling this is because of the missing minisodes. There felt like there were "holes" in places, where there was a strong scene with no corresponding pair, and yet in others there were single lines matching up.
You will also notice its quite...skewed? The hinging midpoint is right at the end of Ep4, which means the last two episodes mirror the preceding the four! So there are gaps. For example, the conversation in the pub in Ep2 doesn't match with anything specific.
One of the things I hoped it might shed some light on was the purpose of the trip to Edinburgh, which seems like a bit of a dead end. It does, in a way - I will discuss it a bit further below, along with some other parallels that didn't fit the structure.
A: Before the Beginning B: Aziraphale meets Crowley C: "How much trouble can I get into just for asking a few questions?"  D: "I'm very good at forgiveness. It's one of my favourite things." E: Gabriel: "I love you, you're funny" F: Argument about helping the other G: Crowley offered Duke of Hell position H: Crowley apologizes to Aziraphale I: Hiding of Gabriel - 25 Lazurii miracle J: Shax threatens Crowley K: Jobs children are turned into geckos M: Aziraphale's Trial by Temptation N: Aziracrow see God talking to Job: AZIRAPHALE: I don't suppose he's getting any answers. O: AZIRAPHALE: That sounds, um…CRAWLEY: Lonely? P: An angel asks permission for entry to the bookshop Q: Aziraphale makes unauthorized changes to the Bentley R: CROWLEY: Oh, come on, Mr. Dalrymple, it's not brain surgery! S: BARTENDER: You'll be one of those investigative reporters, no doubt? T: Aziraphale goes back to offer assistance to Elspeth and wee Morag U: Aziraphale stalls on saving wee Morag, says he doesn't have permission V: The laudanum toast to wee Morag W: AZIRAPHALE: Will you get into trouble? X: Crowley does Operation Lovebirds - Calls tempest Y: CROWLEY: "What are we talking about now?" GABRIEL: "Who am I? What's happened to me?" Z: Crowley confronts Gabriel about Aziraphale - Its always too late AA: Shax saying to Aziraphale she heard Aziracrow were an item 90 years ago BB: Zombies kill - 1st brain eaten CC: Crowley talks Aziraphale into performing a bigger magic act DD: Aziracrow shake on deal to do more miracles if needed EE: Zombies kill - 2nd Brain Eaten FF: The Staging of the Bullet Catch GG: Aziraphale gives permission for Furfur to enter the dressing room HH: Furfur says to expect a legion to come for Crowley in the morning II: Furfur's audience with the Dark Council, is treated condescendingly 
● SHADES OF GREY  - you said "TRUST ME."
II: Shax is stopped by Demon Josh, is treated condescendingly HH: Shax wants a legion to storm the bookshop GG: Beez asks if Shax has permission to enter the bookshop FF: AZIRAPHALE: I can guarantee you it will be a night to remember! EE: Shax wants killers, 10,000 demons DD: Deal for Dr Who Annual with Mr Arnold CC: AZIRAPHALE: Maggie and Nina are depending on me BB: 70 demons and a malignant and creeping sense of unease AA: Nina asks Crowley about how long he and Aziraphale have been together Z: Crowley confronts Gabriel about Aziraphale - stops him before its too late Y: Nina: "I’m going mad" - is spoken to by all the people at the Ball X: Aziraphale does Operation Lovebirds - Maggie asks Nina to dance W: AZIRAPHALE: I think you're overestimating how much trouble we're actually in. V: SHAX:… they are toast. T-O-S-T E. Toast. Now! U: Crowley stalls Shax on attacking humans, asks if she has permission T: Crowley says he's coming back, won't leave Aziraphale on his own. S: CROWLEY: Officer, I need to report a crime. R: Aziraphale: It all looks so simple in Jane Austen… the brains behind the 1810 Clerkenwell diamond robbery. Q: An unauthorized demon enters Heaven, changes P: Maggie gives permission for the demons to enter the bookshop O: MURIEL: It's a bit lonely. N: Aziraphale opens the portal to Heaven: GABRIEL: I told you you could ask. However, I am the only First-Order archangel in the room, or, you know, the Universe, so I'm not gonna answer so much. M: Gabriel's Trial K: Gabriel puts himself into the fly J: Aziraphale declares war on Hell I: Reveal of Gabriel - memories restored H: Gabriel apologizes to Beelzebub G: Aziraphale offered Supreme Archangel position F: Argument about helping the other E: The Big Damn Kiss D: "I forgive you" C: "Always asking damn fool questions, too."  B: Aziraphale leaves Crowley A: Beginning of  the End – Learn of Second Coming
Discussion on parallels that didn't fit the structure:
1. Crowley is given permission to destroy all of Job's possessions /  Gabriel refuses to give permission to destroy the Earth aka Armageddon II
There is a repeat emphasis on licenses, permits and authority throughout S2, so I really thought Crowley's permit to destroy of Job's possessions would have a match. It did, but it didn't fit the structure! If you look closely some of the other permits and authority lines do slot in. I'm planning some metas on these topics in the near future, as the use of language around these concepts is quite interesting, and there is some history to throw into the mix as well.
2. Crowley deceives the archangels with the help of an angel
This pair is a reference to Crowley and Aziraphale teaming up in the Job minisode to restore Job's children, and then Muriel aiding Crowley to sneak into Heaven. I'd just like to point out that Crowley could have gone to Heaven on his own - remember Eric went up with the hellfire in S1E6 - but he doesn't know where to go and get Gabriel's file, that is what he needs Muriel for.
3.  Popping up to Edinburgh
Ah, the trip to Edinburgh! Why? WHY!!! Why go all that way for ... nothing?
Guess what - it's a parallel sequence to Crowley popping up to Heaven.
I was going to write a companion piece to this but...my to do list is getting a bit long at the moment. Let me know if you want me to expand on it.
4. Ignoring messages
So this one started as "Nina gets txt messages from Lindsay, Mrs Sandwich says not to look at them," at the start of Ep3, then during the Ball Crowley is trying to lead the humans out of the bookshop and Shax confronts him with another bundle of mail. Crowley is succeeding in ignoring his messages from Hell, but Nina isn't.
5. Muriel and The Interrupted Tea Ceremony
In S2 it noticeable that everyone except Crowley needs permission to enter the bookshop, whereas in S1 they could just walk in. Originally I made a comment elsewhere that I thought this part matched with a sub-story to the Ball, the story of Sodom and Gomorrah and hospitality to angels, but then I came back and had another look and saw that there was a surface match - but I'm still going to do another post about the "cupperty" because it keeps getting lost in all the noise!
6. Threats and Declarations of War
Shax makes a number of threats throughout the series, to hunt Crowley down and to declare war on Aziraphale. So when Aziraphale inadvertently declares war on Hell with the halo toss, you'd think there would be a matching pair. There is, but not with a declaration of war, just a threat to Crowley. This is probably one of the weaker pairs.
7. Mysteriosity, audacity, ferocity and dangerocity
The Marvelous Mr Fell and his Mysteriosity has a pair with Shax's speech to her fellow demons about the unprecedented audacity of the attack on the bookshop, and how their lack of numbers will be made up for with their ferocity and...dangerocity. It should have fit, but it didn't.
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⛈☂ Mall Emo, Mall Time, Mall Crime!☂⛈
 • (human!Marshall Lee x reader)  • r a t i n g: t e e n & u p • 2 1 0 3  w o r d s  • p o s t e d 04.10.2023     🌧 navigation  • s u m m a r y: what do you do when the cashier at a store is a dick? cheese it!
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You couldn't wait to see Marshall again. Even though you had seen him a few days ago, you couldn't help but brim with happiness at the thought of seeing him again. You felt electrified, no matter how dumb that sounded, it was exactly how you felt. You smudged on dark eyeliner, pulled on your skinniest jeans, decked out your wrists with enough bracelets to cut off circulation, and wrapped one too many belts around your hips.
Two to be exact.
When you saw Marshall you practically strangled his waist with your grip. He sighed and hugged back.
"Are you trying to kill me or are you just happy to see me?" He said, strained. You pulled back enough to see his face. His beautiful, otherworldly face, his piercings, and his relaxed, dark eyes, which had a red undertone.
"I am never letting you go," You mumbled as you embraced him one more time before pulling away.
"Way to break a promise." He laughed, raising his brows and walking by your side to the entrance of the AAA Mall, one of the only malls around.
"I meant that in a more… metaphorical sense." You shrugged with a smile. Even the annoying mall, with all its lights and people and sounds, couldn't make you upset around Marshall. You were low-key obsessed with that man. In a mostly healthy way.
You walked through the mall, having been there quite a few times before. Why meet in a mall? There wasn't… a particular reason. It was one of the only notable places around. Sometimes you got food there that was edible. The vibes were okay, and Marshall liked staring at the Gridsound displays from time to time. Now that you thought of it, that was the biggest reason.
The AAA Mall wasn't crowded most days either, and you two, both unemployed artists, went there on the dead days- Monday through Friday. When the stores were a relative ghost town. That suited your sensory and human sensitivities. Nothing was worse than people staring at you. Besides the dry sound of dry skin on extremely dry paper, or nail filing. It felt like the sound itself filed down on your teeth. You never quite figured out why people stared. Was it your fashion? Were people that bored? Theorizing was useless. All it did was make you more anxious.
You looked up at Marshall. When you just started hanging out, he asked why you were looking at him like that, but eventually, he accepted that at times you stared like a cat at the nearest object. He was understanding, and whenever you needed some help, he was there. He was a good guy. A little bit of trouble, but you were too, and that was fun.
"It's cold in here. I can feel my blood turning into ice cubes…" You shivered, speeding up your pace as you looked around at blank mannequins and generic posters of conventional-looking white people. The embodiment of salt as seasoning.
"Hm?" Marshall blinked, glancing at you. "I think it's fine." He slipped his hand into yours, and you gasped.
"I'm convinced you're cold-blooded," You murmured, his hand cool and dry, his black nail polish chipped under your fingers.
"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" His calm voice was not suited for the absurdity of that phrase.
"Dude… why the hell would you ask me that?" He feigned immense devastation at your sound question.
"So, you wouldn't?" He stopped, giving you the saddest look.
"You should've been a darn actor…. of course I would. Now let's move, my something is about to fall off." You pulled him behind yourself gently. You passed by a breakfast diner called Kingdom. Not even. Their pancakes were super soggy.
Every store was a carbon copy of the next and the last, clothes so blank they were fit for a pharmaceutical ad. Warning- buying these clothes might be deadly. You'll die of boredom. Unless you only wear a shirt and nothing else. You know what they say, public indecency is a fashion statement! For the record nothing is wrong with being basic; it's fun to make fun of capitalistic copycats which probably don't even let their workers pee in a bottle, all for an off-white cardigan fit for a widow cosplay. You could even get a handkerchief in the pharmacy nearby.
Marshall slowed and you both marveled at the display- the store. Electric guitars with glossy, colorful, and rich exteriors, mics that cost as much as two pairs of eyeballs on the black market. The store was also filled with various tech. The interior was red and orange, covered with a checker pattern. No one was inside, only the cashier. They were taking a nap on the counter. Soft music played on the speakers. The sign above the entrance flickered. "Gridsound", lit up by a warm glow.
Around the corner was one of the most interesting shops in the AAA Mall, which said something. Flame Topic, a huge corporation trying to make money off people with an alternative style, essentially the same widow cosplay repackaged in a leathery, dark package.
You passed by it as you waved to one of the clerks, a person you knew, Flamber. A funky name for a funky person who was much better than that store but didn't wanna be another unemployed hoodlum.
The store right next to it was an exceptionally empty craft store, Raggedart. The cashier had resorted to doodling in a sketchbook, seated between the aisles. He wore a frumpy, muted in color, messily stitched-together sweater. You turned your head to the side.
Gum & Dia. The owner was Dia Gumm Baldwin, an older woman who had as much scandal surrounding her as she did money.
You hated that store and all of its tacky fast fashion, but the belts seemed okay. Just the belts. You wandered around it, pondering if you should get anything. Marshall was encouraging, at times to fault, so you stayed quiet as you pictured your life with a particular pair of socks. Riveting stuff.
There were a handful of people in the store, and its open nature made you worried, your shoulders tensing and nails digging into your palms. A clerk in all green and a green hoodie over their head with spikes atop it spoke to a couple of customers, gesturing to another section of the store.
You stood closer to Marshall.
"The cashier is looking at me funny… they can't handle the autistic swag," You whispered. He chuckled.
After a lot of meandering around the store, you settled on some belts. Marshall didn't seem interested in getting anything, instead inspecting the enticing crap around the checkout as you paid for your crap, setting the money on the register.
The cashier, a woman with brown hair and a crazy look to her glared at you. She looked so mad you'd think she was staring at an arch-enemy of hers.
"That's not enough."
You dug through your wallet, but no matter how many times you counted the money, you couldn't get the number right, or you didn't have enough money, hell knew, by that point your brain was shutting down.
Your mind blanked, your heart filled with panic and nonsense. You shook, feeling cold yet hot, everything in your eyes blurring and time stopping yet going too fast at the same time. It felt like a nightmare- a nightmare where a tsunami was about to wash over you, and you stood stupid, frozen by icelava. The scenario? Entirely different. The feeling? The utter dread? The same.
You didn't only stand stupid, you felt stupid. You wished you could control it. Control the anxiety.
Marshall found your hand. You didn't react, hand limp and cold. You tried to ground yourself. You were floating off into nowhere mentally as the judgement of the customers and cashier built.
"Ugh, what a weirdo, how can it take so long to pay?" Said a person behind you in line. The person next to them snickered.
"Can you please move it? What, are you scared or something?" The cashier had an air of suffocating smugness about her, glaring at you. You searched for a shred of understanding in her face. She flicked a crumpled-up check at you, and you could only stare in horror.
"Probably one of those people afraid of the world. One of those "mentally ill" ones, you know, the ones seeking attention," Whispered one of the people behind you as though you didn't hear. Not like they have a shit if you did.
Marshall strained to not strum the cashier a new one, also standing like a deer in headlights. An all too familiar reaction to conflict from him. He leaned down to you.
"I'm not saying we should take the stuff and run, but, if you want to, we totally could," He whispered, standing up straight right after as if he hadn't said a thing to you.
Your eyes darted to the register. Your mind went fast, thinking of the pros and cons. It all merged into a big lump of panic. You were filled with feverish worry.
You grabbed the things, gripping them for dear life, running toward the exit as fast as you could. Marshall was nearly perfectly in sync with you.
You ran out of the store and the belts beeped loudly, security chasing after you. Your mind and muscles screamed at you, but you yelled over them.
"You're way too supportive!" You addressed Marshall. You glanced back. The guards were hot on your trail of petty theft. They pulled out their walkie-talkies and gave you icy looks from under deeply furrowed brows. Their thick black and white uniforms, making them look like penguins, slowed them down significantly.
"Sorry for being nice and great and the best," Marshall murmured with utter seriousness as you breezed past the front entrance and past to the parking and beyond. You turned around and around until you were far enough to catch a breather.
You both panted. Your heart burned with cold fire and you buzzed and shook with excitement.
"I don't even want these…" You blinked slowly at the belts in your hands, the post-shoplifting clarity hitting you like a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder. Your panic had begun to ebb and it felt awful. Also like getting hit by a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder.
Marshall looked down at what he had grabbed with even more confusion than you. He had grabbed random crap. A pair of chains with crosses and a black face mask with a cat on it.
"Neither do I care about this chain. Do you want it?" He asked unsurely. Your eyes sparkled. Shinies.
"I'll have that." You grabbed them out of his hands, dropping them into your pockets.
"I care more about those assholes judging us," Marshall sighed, leaning against a wall. You hummed and frowned.
"I don't get it, is it so hard to stay outta our business? Do I have a sign on my back saying JUDGE ME?" You raised your arms to the heavens.
"I sure didn't put one there," He replied with a mischievous tone. You huffed, glancing at him up and down.
"You wouldn't do that."
You looked at your back.
"It's true, I care about you. It's my dirty secret." He turned away, covering his face dramatically.
"Awww! You're rotten!" You shoved him ever so softly. He looked to the side.
"In more ways than one." You fastened the belts around your hips, tags still on. Marshall raised a brow, silently questioning your sanity. He should've done that when he met you. Too late now.
"If anyone questions me I'll turn them into protein powder." You smoothed out your clothes, crossing your arms.
Marshall opened his mouth. He closed it, giving a thumbs up and a shaky grin.
"Let's go to the City Of Thieves bar and then home." You stretched, walking. He followed without question. He tended to do that, especially if you were in a new place, he was like a lost puppy.
"Home?"
"My apartment." You glanced at him.
"Sounds good." He smiled softly, reaching his long arm around your shoulders.
You waited at the bus stop. The bus rolled in, coming to a slow halt. You got on and made your way to the last seat which was almost always empty. The bus was pretty empty too.
"I am not paying for this bus," You whispered to Marshall as you stared outside at the sunset. His grip tightened around your shoulders comfortingly, pulling you into him.
You could hear his smirk.
"Me neither."
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This is my first post and it’s gonna be low effort because I swear I can’t get this off my mind—
Do people from twisted wonderland realize how much Azul Ashengrotto could potentially look up at Vil Schoenhiet??? ONLY @jxnebuggy ACKNOWLEDGES THIS IN HER fem!twst FANFICS AND IT DRIVES ME INSANE!!!
Vil is a successful, confident, drop dead gorgeous fashion icon. He has a whole business for cosmetics because he’s so gorgeous. He’s very skilled in potion making, so much so bro makes his OWN makeup. He has a strict diet he follows and it’s clearly gving him the results he wants. Vil Schoenheit is everything Azul wants to be!! On top of that, Vil is Azul’s bloody UPPERCLASSMAN.
And does everyone forget how Azul literally info dumped about the man in Book 5 Chapter 2?? Nobody talks about it. They’re too busy headcannoning Sebek or Riddle or Floyd to be neurodivergent af (jkjk)!! Such a shame Vil told him to stfu but in his own pretty, 3w4-coded ways😔😔
Azul has shown before he will invest inhumane amounts of time into things he thinks are important. An example of this is in his birthday jackect card, he talked in a fair amount of detail about the quality of the pillow Ace gave him. He could do this because he researched ON pillow qualities.
It’s likely when he was trying to step up his game with success or diet, he stumbled upon Vil, researched the frick out of this guy, and lo and behold became a fan of his.
Some honourable mentions are when he made a deal with Vil in his ceremonial robes. I haven’t seen it because I wanna save the feeling of raw happiness with these two characters interacting once I get the card. If we didn’t see Azul show any sort of fan behaviour when Vil made that deal then I firmly believe he was kicking, giggling, twirling his hair off camera behind closed doors over it. Then I do hear in the second Camp Vargas event, Azul and Vil had some more interactions! I thiiiiiiink they were getting competitive with each other??? That changes nothing from my ignorant eye. It’s NRC. Everyone is really competitive and will turn on each other’s backs faster than Leona can fall asleep (bro’s actually depressed, I swear).
Anyway, I think it’s only right I list my headcanons now for them:
Azul gobbles up any dietary/beauty tips Vil has
Azul uses Vil’s makeup brand that’s probably vegan
He also collects Vil’s magazines and puts them all in a box hidden away in his closet or under his bed
Vil probably finds him annoying💀💀💀 (what can I say? he has a reputation for not stfu around higher class people)
Elaborating on that, Vil does respect his success but I bet he can see the unhealthy greed that lies under it all. Thus, that’s prolly a reason why he would try to distance himself away from Azul.
BADLY wants to collaborate with Vil because Mostro Lounge profits would soar if they did. Knowing his bold arse he probably made the request at least thrice and Vil shut him down each time. He’s obviously not gonna stop because we all know him. (never back down never what—)
Yes, I know he canonically looks up to Ursula, but I think he would like someone… yknow… alive to look up to.
Keep in mind I’m only on Book 5 Chapter 29 as of this moment so it’s totally possible I missed some things! Leave your opinions, headcanons, or anything else in the comments, I’d love to see them! Do leave spolier warnings though. That way I can decide whether I wanna spoil things first myself or not.
EDIT: I already fixed it but did I really just say book 6 😭😭😭 i meant book 5 i am so sry hdgdhjjjdhdjj
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markipliers-madhouse · 7 months
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Hello? Hello Hello?
...Well, this place has been dead for a little bit, hasn't it?
Mentioned a little bit before on that collab piece I did, but figured I'd be better to do a full post bout it here!
So, this AU...has been laying dormant for quite some time, and there's not really any excuses for that. I've just been a little busy with school and life in general, but mainly...haven't had much motivation to do it in all honesty, and their's two main factors to that unmotivation.
1. I kinda realized I'd be needing to write a lot for this story, and though I love writing in general...the scope of this would be like writing a few novels if I continued on, and I just wouldn't have the time or sanity to do that, but more on that later for a solution...
And 2. ...I kinda fell out of FNaF for a moment. Well- Not entirely, I'll always love this series, but I guess it was mainly...the state of the fandom after one certain game...Security Breach. After that game came out, it kinda broke the fandom in half. One half being those who hate the game and left the franchise entirely, now seeing it as nothing but for kids and not taken seriously, and the other...well, actually kids. Y'know the ones. You know.
So that kinda left me kinda unsure for my AU, since I thought if I put stuff out now...it wouldn't really be that appreciated. From the start it was meant to harken back to the original classics of FNaF, but with the fandom mostly filled with newcomers for just this one game, and the original fans gone and unhopeful for the franchise, I just kinda...left this place dorment till I felt motivated again.
...And then the Ruin DLC happened, which gave me a spark of motivation. Seemed this franchise was starting to to head to a better place, getting some old fans back, so that's nice. Got me thinking more bout this AU again...
And then the movie happened, and now i've been slapped in the face with motivation.
SO- Guess that's my excuse for why things have been so empty, but now...I AM READY TO OFFICIALLY SAY IT IS STARTING BACK UP! And not just that...but starting fresh! ...Which, isn't saying much, since I only wrote two chapters for it...y e a h - But there's a reason I'm starting fresh, not just for improved art or retconing some of the mistakes of what I did give out, but mainly because...
I'm turning the AU into a comic!!
That's right! Gonna be drawing the whole thing start to finish! Figured this would be better to me since it's quicker then writing it all, and get to show and improve more of my art, so works out! (You can already kinda see some of that with the new pfp and header) Maybe might get some help in the future, maybe might dable in some animation, maybe a lot of things, but guess we'll just hafta see where it goes from here!
What does that mean for the previous content though? All...f o u r of it? Well, that stuff is gonna be non-canon from here on out! It'll be easier this way since those stuff have either some continuity errors that'll effect the story in the long wrong, or just simply I've changed my mind on some things and it'll be a bit more different! I'm still leaving them up, however! Just cause I think it'll be fun to see how far I've come, and ey some art pieces there weren't bad! ...Too bad...okay like one or two were d e c e n t
TLDR of it tho is this: AU's getting a reboot, gonna be made into a comic now, previous stuff is non-canon, and this page should be a bit more active now!
But yeah! Big things are coming, and I am excited to start up this AU again! I have so many plans for this story that I'm just hoping you guys will love, wanna do justice to both sides of the story! So keep an eye on this blog, might take a little longer, but hoping to get things officially and finally started soon!
And to prove some of that, before I go...you guys deserve a a bit of a sneak peak of what's to come, so...hope you enjoy these redesigns >:]
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EDIT: THE SERIES HAS OFFICIALLY BEGUN- READ EM HERE- AH-
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ITS ME ITS ME IM GLONK
I HAVE ANOTHER SIREN IDEA
So: i was learning about art forgery earlier this year, and my professor was mentioning how because of the elitism in the art world, some artists are forced to turn to forgery because no one will pay large amounts of money for art that doesn't have a famous name/history attached to it. SO they'll copy other people's artstyles and say they found this "Leonardo Da Vinci" work in some abandoned attic somewhere and sell it (now obviously because DaVinvi is so famous, it would be pretty hard to sell that lie, but you know what I mean. maybe a buttersworth painting. idk).
...And you can launder money with art forgeries: somebody could buy a forgery with money achieved through nefarious means (dirty money), then resell it for the same (or a higher) price. Now they have the same amount/more money, but it was achieved through legitimate means so its harder to track down/make a case against it in court.
Anyway: The Syndicate catches some broke ass college student on their territory, but they are a damn quick thinker and say that they have connections in crime to spare themselves. The student tells them that they have contact with this guy Anonymous, who provides art forgeries that the Syndicate can then sell and keep their money trail clean (especially useful, when in their civilian disguise. all that money is suspicious...). What the student ISN'T telling them is that they aren't just the middleman for Anonymous' works, they ARE Anonymous (because, if the Syndicate got sick of them and knew that there was only just one person involved in the business, they could just kill that one person. But if they think there's multiple, they'd have to keep the student alive to get to Anonymous).
Maybe Siren finds out that its the student who is doing the paintings, and they bond over their artistic interests; him being a musician, them being a painter.
Or, ALTERNATE SCENARIO: There IS a mafia that the Syndicate is dealing with, and the mafia agrees to set them up with one of their greatest contributors. Obviously Siren is sent to talk with this mysterious associate-- since he's very persuasive-- and instead of finding some shady, powerful crimelord, he finds a worn out, paint-splattered college student wearing J O R T S in a shitty apartment. they don't even react when they see him they're just used to it at this point.
i might un-anonymize myself soon idk
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GLONK YOUR BRAIN IS HUGE OH MY GOD
firstly, always feel free to spam my inbox with ideas, they make me happy to see and i love coming home or having a minute to read through them and reading it like the daily paper, it’s my favorite part of the day
secondly!!!!! AHHHH okay the whole thing abt hiding the fact that this broke college student is actually like an amazing art dealer and like potentially dangerous is so juicy. like
student: “yeah, Anonymous is crazy. they once stabbed someone and used their blood to sign a painting because it was the only color they could get to match a specific red tone that Van Gogh used” knowing damn well it was actually their own blood because they cut their finger opening up a box of new paints, causing the red to splatter on the floor
siren: “wow… this Anonymous person must be dangerous. how are you so calm around them? not to sound rude… but you dont strike me as the fighting type”
student: *think fast think fast, i cant let them know i make most of the forgeries or that i am Anonymous* “we’re lovers”
siren: “what.”
i feel like techno would be the first one to figure it out, and wilbur would be dead last. techno knew the minute he met you but just kept quiet about it, phil realized when he monitored your activity for a day and noticed how you’d be mimicking famous artists, tommy realized because student told him, and wilbur didn’t believe it for a second until he literally showed up to a meeting Anonymous had set up, watched as they tried to kidnap them, resulting in their mask being knocked off and siren was like OH FUCKIN SHIT OH NO
but i also love the second alternate part bc siren’s heard all these stories about anonymous’s ability to replicate artists exactly and how skilled they are, and then student opens the door and is just like “okay. siren is here. totally normal.”
siren’s like “i need you to do something for me”
student just scoffs “yeah? you’re going to have to wait, i have to finish a painting for my niece. she asked me to paint her favorite barbie doll” fully serious and siren is just like ??????? and considers using his voice but is just curious and wants to watch you work so just sits back and watches.
also LOVE the concept of the anteater paintings. wilbur is just staring around in anger and annoyance and student is just there, grinning evilly and watching bc they know he wont say anything about it so it’s funny.
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SIX the musical songs but the titles are accurate
Ex-wives: Hey look over here, listen up- LISTEN HERE. Are you ready to party because you will be singing this as all 6 queens at 3 am like a maniac
No Way: Beyonce except she smack talking the living hell out of her douchebag of an ex
Don't Lose Your Head: Yall may say I be problematic but at least I went out with a bang lmao (And I'm def not reliving trauma at the end nope what r u talking about)
Heart of Stone: Cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry- oh wow that so sweet! cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry- oh crap I cant sing that high- cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry
Haus of Holbein: D A S I S G U T O H J A or Emotional Whiplash except its waaaaayyy too catchy
Get Down: Henrat gave me 5 mil, the other queens could never lol (The woof tho)
All You Wanna Do: The definition of twerking while crying (Yay more reliving past experiences at the end :D)
I Don't Need Your Love: Alicia Keys meets Beyonce and it's ✨inspirational✨
Six: Cathy convinces the Queens to write fanfiction about themselves and it somehow works
Megasix: Same as Ex-Wives except its harder and you look even more like a maniac, a freaking bop if you will. Also the unofficial official source of head cannons for the fandom
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EXTRAS!
Wearing Yellow to a Funeral: Anne died and chose violence not long after
Queens Fight Scene #2: Is this a West End/Broadway production or a wrestling match between dead Tudor queens? (Aka Anna and Cathy being the "Can I get a waffle? CAN I PLEASE GET A WAFFLE???" guy as the other almost tare each other to shreds)
K Howard Roast: Top 6 pictures taken before disaster
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lvst4lifee · 9 months
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UPDATED PROFILE INTRODUCTION!
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"hell is a teenage girl"
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Blogger introduction PPL I WRITE FOR AT END!
name: i don't feel comfortable sharing my name so you can just refer to me as "C" l
ittle facts: leo, infp(i am insane), bi, metalhead, baby bat and getting into riot grrrl fasion and subcaulture, regulus black defender till i die, in love with rockstars dead and alive,she/her!
𖤐;--- likes: art, poetry, classic ligature, music, rock/metal, metallica, cat person forever 𓃠, my room, my cats, wrighting, online moots, my baby brother, my mom 🫀, horror, witchcraft, vintage pornography,
𖤐;--- Dislikes: people, people who bully people for being different, alt people who bully other alt ppl on fasion or makup as if they dont get bullied by others enough, posers, the plaid pants vaping in the girls washroom type, people who wear band tees that either dont know its a band or dont listen to the band at all, milk chocolate, meat, any fish but salmon, homaphobic/racist/sexiest/transphobic people, all men/boys exept for the od few in my family and hot roclstars and actors.
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𖤐socails𖤐
i use pintrest, spotify and tiktok. May one day put it here
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request : currently opened
NO!
things i will NOT be writing abt
kinks including, pet play, piss, scat etc
underage age/minor smut and/or minor x none minor
(im very sorry about this one and i somtimes will try to wright it. m/m. As a female with a female body it's hard to wright in male pov or about reader with male gentals. I somtimes will try my best if its nothing to crazy or i have extra time and am up to it but it is very difficult alltho i want everyone to be included BUT i can do a bit better on gender nutreal/ no pronoun use if i cant do male!
pedophilia ( i am not sorry about this)
any type of rape kink. If a reader specifically wants a angest metioning it to cope with their experience i can try but ive never done it before so im not sure how comfortable i'd be. understand that when im not comfortable with smth i can not wright it but i give my condolences.
none concent that isnt CNC
if you have a request that isn't included here let me know and i'll get back to u if it's smth i do or not but keep in mind i am comfortable with:
f/f ex: female reader x courtney love
smut
bdsm
just rlly kinky shit in general
angest
fluff
ect...
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finally the best part!! WHO I MANLY WRIGHT FOR
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🦇 K I R K H A M M E T T 🦇
☆ any era
☆ i wright for all of metallica but mainly kirk ngl
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G U N S N R O S E S
☆ Steven
☆ Izzy
☆ Axl
☆ Slash
☆ Duff
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M Ö T L E Y C R Ü E
☆ Tommy mostlt.. but any of them is fine!
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M E T A L L I C A
☆Cliff
☆Kirk
☆james
☆Lars
☆Jason
☆Rob
... lots more including
hole
nirvana
Rory clukin characters (we love a whimpering king)
rlly wtvr ur heart desires if i know it i will if not i'll do research and possibly do it!
please be a little specific when requsting
Ex: can you wright load kirk x fem reader smut where....
i'll do oneshots or headcannons so u can put little rants of what your thinking with the person
Ex: i cant stop thinking about early met kirk with...
(this is not edited and will probably continue to be updated)
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Please do scream about it! I love hearing your thoughts
SO starting with the one that hit me like a ton of bricks today
Song of the Sea
Co Senseis Genma and Kakashi because neither can be spared completely from their duties to the village but between the two of them there is always someone guaranteed to be available (also Hiruzen is a petty man and this is 100% payback almost a decade later for kidnapping baby Naruto)
Sakura Sasuke Naruto team makeup.
Wildly different teaching styles that somehow mesh. Kakashi is more “give them the information and let them gnaw at it until they get it.” Genma is full dad with all the head pats and “good jobs” that doesn’t quite hide the fact that he is an absolute fucking monster hell bent on making all three of his adorable baby genin into monsters as well. More than once the kids are carried home by one or both of them (or clones) because they absolutely exhausted themselves. Lots of team dinners and trust building.
Oro-Sensei AU (Team Seven Style)
Loyal Orochimaru made team 7’s sensei.
Sasu Saku Naru set up
In true Orochimaru fashion he sees these two sad orphans and one sad girl with a family that doesn’t appreciate or care for her and just yoinks them. They’re his now. Who’s going to stop him? Hiruzen? Man can get fucked.
GENDER
Oro mostly unintentionally raises these three to be three genderqueer little chakra monsters that are everyone’s bi awakenings.and when I say monsters I mean M O N S T E R S. The others in the rookie 12 are asked to go up against them in the Chunin exams are just “???? So you want us dead is that it???”
Ghosts and Greenery
Kakashi as sensei.
Sasu Kiba Naru set up
All the ninken can see the ghosts and are side eyeing/getting bribed into silence by Naruto constantly. Kiba can sometimes hear/sense the ghosts eventually confronts Naruto who folds immediately and confesses everything. Tbh pretty instant bros. This only increases Sakumo’s insistence that Kiba is the perfect partner for Naruto (until Sasuke activates his sharingan and sees them all. Look they’re used to hiding from kakashi when he lifts the headband not the spontaneous activation of this child’s eyes out of nowhere).
Kakashi’s pack also act more as teachers in this because they’re helping train Akamaru just as much as they’re training the kids. Dog jokes constantly. Poor Sasuke is the lone cat in a pack of canines. He will never recover.
These are only some of them rn but I am fully willing to keep going the rest just have been mentioned to some extent or I haven’t thought about yet but am fully willing to.
(I know I do want a Ino Shika Naru team set up eventually. Don’t know where I would put that necessarily but I do know I want that.)
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