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teddybeartoji · 16 hours
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toji likes to play with your hair even though he would never admit it. whenever you rest your head on either his chest or his lap, his fingers just somehow find their way into your hair. he doesn't know how they got there! you're asleep on him like a little cat and he feels so protective. his fingers scratch at your scalp and he wants to tease you about the fact that you're literally about to start purring. he doesn't though.
c'mon – he's clearly enjoying this as much as you are. it's so satisfying to twirl the ends between his fingers and comb through the strands. he can smell your shampoo and he's slowly but surely beginning to understand what the saying "feel at home" really means.
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ang3lik · 1 year
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💛(blue bannisters) mickey altieri - C, A and S. idm if it's a nsfw or sfw. congrats and I love you're writing so much, keep up the amazing work 🫶🏻
(also I chose the letters randomly)
𝐬𝐟𝐰 + 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐚𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐭
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#pairing:: mickey altieri x implied!fem!reader. #a/n:: thankyou so much !! nsfw content under the cut.
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𝐀 = 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)
very loving. shows affection by constantly reminding you that you’re his especially in public i.e. taking you in dates, letting you wear his sweaters. he also talks a lot about you both being long term and his plans for the future.
𝐂 = 𝐂𝐮𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞𝐬 (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)
lovesss being the big spoon! he like cuddling everywhere and it doesn’t even have to be cuddling. he likes to put his arm around you in benches, have his hand in your thigh, hand in your back pocket. he likes being able to feel the warmth of you next to him at all times especially if he’s going to sleep or waking up.
𝐒 = 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)
he feels quite secure in the fact that he knows you can handle yourself and that if anybody tried to flirt with you etc. you’d brush them off, but, he still gets very jealous and uses his own ways like just being around you all the time or leaving hickies in you in hard to cover spots.
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𝐀 = 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 (what they’re like after sex)
he takes pretty good care of you, he’s very sweet and caresses you all over whilst rambling to you or telling you about his day or a new horror movie he watched as you both lie there, you in his arms.
𝐂 = 𝐂𝐮𝐦 (anything to do with cum, basically)
he loves cumming inside of you. has a kink for cumming in your panties and knowing your wearing them too. he also definitely has a slight breeding kink.
𝐒 = 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
if he’s very excited and turned on it really depends on his mood. you may have one very gentle or slow round and if he gets riled up again, he’ll be rough with you in the second round. or if he fucks you in the ghostface costume it’s really rough, but he takes it all off and fucks you again.
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callsign-daydream · 4 months
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How the Hangman Stole Christmas! - TGM
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Summary: It's Secret Santa time for the Dagger Squad! Every year, Hangman manages to figure out everyone's SS and spoil the fun, but the rest of the squad is determined to keep him in the dark this year. Will they succeed, or will Jake Seresin once again be the Dagger Squad's personal Grinch?
Warnings/Content: Plain ol' silliness, alcohol mentioned, starred out swearing, OC included, little to no editing happened here
Word Count: ~1024
A/N: Merry Christmas Eve, everyone! My gift to you is this silly little blurb. Wishing you smiles, joy, and peace from Above in the coming days! <3
How the Hangman Stole Christmas!
“Go away, Bagman.”
“No.”
“**** off.”
“Forget it.”
“Seriously, Jake?”
“Didn’t you ruin Christmas enough last year?”
Jake Seresin worked with a bunch of losers. It wasn’t his fault that he’d managed to figure out everyone’s Secret Santa last year. Or that they’d decided to try it again this year. He was just that smart, and his squad was just that bad at keeping secrets. 
Of course, he probably didn’t have to announce everyone’s Secret Santa the day before the exchange, but that was besides the point.
Unfortunately, everyone was being a stick in the mud and complaining that he “ruined Christmas.” Even Fanboy was uncharacteristically tight-lipped on the topic. The other Daggers had evidently told Maverick about the incident as well, as Jake was met with an instant “I don’t know” when he approached the Captain.
Of course, the opposition was just extra incentive for Jake to get creative.
He knew he had Coyote, and he was pretty sure he could confirm a few key Daggers…
The bakery was crowded on a Saturday, but Jake needed to snag a few things for Daydream. Both for a Christmas present and for bribing her to tell him who she’d pulled for Secret Santa. He was debating whether she'd be more willing to tattle over a cannoli or some tiramisu when he heard a familiar voice.
“Yeah, two dozen. Thanks.”
Rooster, as Jake lived and breathed, buying a box of pistachio pizzelles that only one person they knew ate.
Hangman smirked to himself.
Busted.
“How’s my favorite pilot?”
Daydream looked up as Jake waltzed into her apartment. Her face was anything but impressed as she placed Pillsbury gingerbread cookies on a baking sheet.
“I’m not telling you who I have for Secret Santa.”
“Fine. I’ll keep this early Christmas present for myself.” He opened the box to display the dessert
“Tiramisu!”
He chuckled and held it high over his head. “What’s the magic word?”
She crossed her arms and rolled her eyes. “Still not telling.”
“Nope. I think it rhymes with peas.”
Another eye roll that made him crack a smile.
“Please.”
“With pleasure, Dreamgirl.”
She eyed him suspiciously as she accepted the gift before marching to the fridge. Jake was just debating what else could possibly get her to talk when a paper on the counter caught his eye. It was a familiar green color, with a singular name scrawled across it.
Gotcha.
Jake slid into the booth at the Hard Deck. He almost had all his answers, except one. And he knew exactly who to confront.
“Hey Floyd,” he greeted Bob. “You breaking hearts out here on your own?”
The man blinked behind his glasses. “I’ve been sworn to secrecy, Bagman.”
Jake held up his hands. “I didn’t ask.”
“Well, good.”
Jake nodded and knocked back his drink. He scanned the bar and was satisfied to see no sign of Phoenix. No need to have her literally swoop in and snatch Bob away just yet.
“Hope your shopping went well. Fitch must be hard to shop for.”
Bob chuckled. “I don’t have Payback.”
Jake nodded. “Right. Good thing too. I’m sure Fanboy would be easier to buy for anyway.”
There it was. Bob opened his mouth and shut it. It was fast enough to nearly miss, but Jake had spoken to his fellow aviator enough to know what it meant.
“I don’t have either of them. Keep trying, Jake.”
Jake chuckled and waved a hand. “Nah. I’m done guessing this year.”
I don’t need to.
Gifts and beers littered the table that the Daggers huddled around. Penny had replaced the usual jukebox tracks with Christmas music, leaving them with “Blue Christmas” in the background. The squad had elected to dress in civilians, a move Jake was glad for considering the red dress Daydream had broken out for the occasion.
“Alright!” Phoenix yelled to shut the squadron up. “Are we ready for Secret Santa?”
The table cheered, including Jake.
Rooster spoke up and lifted his bottle. “And I want to raise a toas to all of us besting Bagman this year!”
Cheering and clinking followed, until Jake stretched and smirked. This was the best part of the game, to his mind.
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Rooster. Who wants me to tell them who their Santa is?”
"Not again." Phoenix's face dropped.
“But we didn’t tell you anything,” Payback said.
Jake shrugged, soaking in the incredulity of his squad. “Didn’t have to.”
“You’re bluffing,” Daydream said beside him.
With a quick swig of his beer, Jake cracked his knuckles and leaned forward.
“I have Coyote. Easy.” He passed over the box he’d wrapped to perfection, which was accepted with a lifted eyebrow.
“Coyote tells me every year, and this time around he got good ol’ Rooster.”
Everyone booed as Coyote sheepishly handed over a box full of vinyls with a bow on the front.
“Oh, come on!” Coyote snatched up his drink. “It’s one name. How could he have figured anyone else out?”
“Was last year not bad enough for you?” Fanboy asked.
“I still don’t believe you know everyone,” Daydream said.
“Fine. Rooster has you. Saw him shopping at an Italian bakery when the most cultural he gets is Del Taco every Tuesday.”
“They make good tacos!”
“Dreamgirl left her paper on the counter when I came over and has Bob. Bob does the mouth thing when he’s lying, making it easy to guess that he has Fanboy.”
Bob sputtered and did the mouth thing.
“Garcia can’t hide cards to save his life, or in this case, a Secret Santa slip. I knew you had Payback from day one.”
“This is why you always lose at poker, man.” Payback shook his head as he accepted a bag overflowing with tissue paper.
“I knew Payback didn’t have me because Phoenix made that special face she keeps just for me when she saw her paper, leaving Fitch to have Phoenix by process of elimination.”
He stuck his toothpick in his mouth and leaned back in his chair as everyone stared at him. Maybe he could be an ace detective in his post-naval career. He was a bit of a genius when it came to deduction, apparently.
Phoenix turned back to the group. “So we leave out Bagman next time?”
“Hey!"
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golden28s · 9 months
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if this ian knew he was going to marry mickey milkovich
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The Fallen Actor, whose reception shattered in half.
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Click more for the lore beneath the undercut. ↓↓↓
Tw: Suicide mention
Here's another art work of Spunch. This time it's official. Like, official to the Screen Universe lore.
In the story line, his show declined in writing and so the internet realm classified the early and later era as "Old and New" SpongeBob. The former being loved and missed dearly by the internet, and the latter being, eeerrr, overdramatic and despised by the Internet Realm.
Of course, both "SpongeBobs" are played by the same eldritch bearer, from the start until the present day. But... The internet realm doesn't know that.
A particular mouse king wants the sponge lord dead for a mysterious reason. But it is against the law to kill another mascot with his own hands outside of war. So he took matters to another direction. He tried to drive him to suicide.
Think about it. It'd technically not be his fault if the victim does it with his own hands.
To pull this off, Mouse King cast illusion spells to speed up SpongeBob's depression process. One of them is making him see manifestations of the two personas the Internet Realm imposes. Both to make him feel guilty about "making his show shit and never be good enough ever again" and feel horrible about himself.
Shadow ink demon represent "new SpongeBob", which makes the bearer guilty of "turning his show into what it become" and to remind him of his failures/being guilty for receiving the Weblings' abuse.
The light thing represents "Old SpongeBob" and what it could have been if the bearer "wasn't a failure" or what successes he could've yield.
Of course, the mouse king wants to use the sponge lord's body for nefarious purposes
Tldr: Mickey wanted SpongeBob's corpse for a ritual spell experiment. So he tried driving SpongeBob to suicide by guilt tripping him into thinking his show's temporary downfall amongst other horrible things happening to him was his fault (and because killing him personally is super illegal). Almost succeeds, but failed.
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sea-adhesiveness537 · 5 months
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"Ahoy Es... It's been awhile. How have you been? Say, how am I forgiven? You've seen how incompetent I am as an actor."
"Why didn't you forgive me? Did my work scared you? It was my character, wasn't it?"
"Sing your sins!"
Decided to do a little AU of my paracosm with these two. If you all don't know, Milgram is an interactive music project series by Deco27 where you decide the fate of ten prisoners by listening to their songs and their watching MVs to judge what verdict they should get.
I've been imagining/considering this AU's existence for awhile, but a friend on Discord inspired me to finally tinker the idea.
Pardon the inconsistency of Lusa's outfit, I did add something around the diamond shaped buckle, but didn't take a picture of the updated version.
Also, again, the paracosm is about method actors whose canons are all just an act, and they have to put up with some BS off camera.
The only ones who's numbers fit the paras are Mickey getting Kotoko's number (both want to serve justice, help the world, and beat up those they deemed to be bad people) and Lusa getting Mikoto's (picked it for her because of the duality of personalities imagery going on, but instead of DID, it's the duality of the personas or masks being her theme. With her being a nice actor with a mean character, and being seen as a monster for it.)
The others have been spit balled in the number department (as seen with Sponge somehow getting Haruka's number even though the themes aren't similar and this Sponge isn't anything like him). I even have no idea what murders some of the other paras would do/have done to get here.
Anyways, enjoy this AU thing. Might do a third trial sketch eventually.
Oh, also, if you were to vote, what would be your verdict for these two (plus Mickey if you want to include him)
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hyenakat · 2 years
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beach day !!
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krispyweiss · 9 months
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Song Review: Grateful Dead - “Around and Around” -> “Sunshine Daydream” (Live, July 16, 1990)
The Grateful Dead on July 16, 1990, played it tight and slow when it came to “Around and Around.”
An ever-evolving member of the Dead’s repertoire, the Chuck Berry rocker was at this period not the full-bore face-stealer of a few years earlier. This isn’t a bad thing; but it is a different thing.
And the mellower delivery does not stop Bob Weir from shredding his vocal cords before and during “Sunshine Daydream,” aka the coda to “Sugar Magnolia.” Unfortunately, however, the video GDHQ shared for the latest edition of “All the Years Live” is incomplete and “Around” jumps unnaturally and prematurely into “Sunshine.”
Pranksters strike again.
Grade card: Grateful Dead - “Around and Around” -> “Sunshine Daydream” (Live - 7/16/90) - I
Read Sound Bites’ previous “All the Years Live” coverage here.
7/27/23
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studiodaydream · 2 years
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let's pour one out for ya boy Roxas as we get Sora new Drip from the GOAT Yen Sid
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inkandpaintleopard · 3 months
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Also also, I finally actually heard rät, and I just…
Mickey in public domain. That’s all I have to say.
More about what I have to say:
rät is basically a song about finding out the person or person you’ve idolized and worked to become your whole life are actually terrible people. You feel betrayed. You feel like you have betrayed others. You have been abused in the capitalist world. You are breaking free. These people cannot control you any longer. They could’ve been great, and maybe they were, but they certainly aren’t now.
What’s been happening to Mickey is basically. Um.
Basically every line of this song fits him I think. It’s literally called rät. There is the insane amount of swearing, but I think it adds something. Mickey (not just Mickey, mind you, the 1928 version of Mickey) is free now. The company that wants to oversimplify him and keep him as family friendly as possible have had their power weakened. (The Paul Ruddish shorts are exempt from that btw; those things are in a league of their own.)
I was gonna call attention to some specific lyric, but now I can’t pick, but I have this weird theory that the second chorus of a song will almost always be the most relatable and malleable, and so far it’s been holding up pretty well. I think mostly the entire verse around “I thought if mankind toured the sky it meant that all of of could go,” because Mickey was brought into this world by a company that did at the time just want to make good quality content for people. He was brought up and developed to just want to help and want the best for people. Yet suddenly, he’s shoved in a little corporate box, where they say he’s treated like the boss, but he’s really just the company’s most prized possession. And still, everyone else is just a means to an end, while Mickey is always the face of the entire company.
In this essay I will
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teddybeartoji · 2 days
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gojo goes to watch a cabaret show with his friends and ends up being so awestruck by you. you catch his eye immediately, shining so brightly in the center of the stage – how could satoru miss you? a big, big cocky smile and a wink into the crowd and he's already ready to fall to his knees before you. shoko has to punch his shoulder bc he's literally starting to levitate towards the stage????
he's already in love with your saccharine voice and the way you move, the way you carry yourself. he's not the only one that's abdolutely captivated, the whole room is looking at you like you hung the stars in the sky during your solo performance.
but now we all know how angelic satoru looks... it's impossible to not notice him in the shadowy crowd. when you lock eyes with him and sing a line to him – he's ready to explode. he feels giddy like a child, so honored and excited from the slightest piece of attention from you.
and he just keeps coming back. he's seen every single one of the shows you're in because he's just so obsessed. after one of the shows he happens to find you outside as you're just taking a fresh breath of air. he contemplates whether he's gonna say "hi" or not because he understands that a fan meeting after the long and tiring show could be a bit much. but then your eyes meet and his breath is hitching. you give him a warm smile and give him a soft "hi" yourself. you motion for him to come closer and you ask him what he thought of the show. he ofc ends up kind of rambling about all of the ones he has seen and you can't help but think that he's just soooo cute.
the conversation flows so well that you kind of forget how tired your body is and you decide to give him your number. the tips of his ears are so red bc omfg!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you're giving him your number and he didn't even have to ask for it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! what the fuck!!!!!!!!!! suguru will never believe him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but nevertheless he pulls himself together and promises to take you on a cute little coffee date with a dopey smile on his face<333333333333
+ ofc u can imagine whatever kind of performances for this buttttttttt i have two very specific ones in my mind that i think satoru would love so much hehehe
sweet transvestite - like c'mon you know he'd eat this shit up. he has the biggest fucking grin on his face bc it's so funny and so entertaining (and hot) and it's just the kind he likes.
big spender - aaaaaaaaaaaa this one is sooo cool i love it and i think he would love it too. he'd love the outfits and the seductive tone. and i think he'd love it for the fact that you're literally singing abt a rich guy and........................ he is literally the big spender in question lmao i think this one would make his ego grow a little i won't lie.
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ang3lik · 1 year
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🖤(ultraviolence) mickey altieri please idm if they're nsfw or sfw! ♡
📜 | sfw + nsfw hc’s. mickey altieri
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• mickey’s actually very funny and he loves hearing your laugh! he dies have some pretty funny jokes but he has dad jokes and cheesy ones too.
• he cannot focus on one thing for too long or sit still without bouncing his leg or tapping a beat on a surface. it’s a bit of a struggle even getting him to study with you because he’s spinning in his chair, bothering you or throwing his pen.
• he has a big closet. this man loves his clothes and shoes and will take you on shopping trips. he’s really bothered about his appearance from his hair down to his shoes. he also goes through so much gel it’s crazy.
• if there’s a new horror movie out, you get your ass is getting dragged to go see it with him, even if you don’t like then. if you don’t like horror movies he’ll definitely put his arm around you and let you cuddle into his side.
• he has a video camera and he records everything. he’s always all up in your face with that thing, annoying the whole group. he even gets in his teachers faces with it but, he doesn’t let anybody touch it.
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• he’s mostly dominant in the bedroom. he does have his sub moments though. he specifically likes being tied up and teased and sometimes even blindfolded.
• he has a blood kink. it starts off as him biting your lip too hard and drawing blood, you since and pull back, but he pushes forward and kisses you again, smearing the blood across both your lips as his tongue dips out the taste tge iron liquid on his tongue.
• he never shuts up so he’s definitely not shutting up in the bedroom. this man degrades you like his life depends on it.
• his hands run everywhere. like he cannot keep his hands off you. even in public, he’ll shamelessly run over your thighs, your lower back, your ass everywhere.
• he doesn’t like having his hair pulled. if he’s eating you out he either holds your hand or tells you to keep them at your sides.
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callsign-daydream · 7 months
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*TOPGUN Coffee Maker, 0700 Hours* Hangman: So. Who broke it? I’m not mad. I just wanna know. Bob: I did. I broke it. Hangman: No. No, you didn’t. Rooster? Rooster: Don’t look at me. Look at Phoenix. Phoenix: What? I didn’t break it. Rooster: Huh. That’s weird. How’d you even know it was broken? Phoenix: Because it’s sitting right in front of us, and it’s broken. Rooster: Suspicious. Phoenix: No! It’s not! Coyote: If it matters, probably not, but Daydream was the last one to use it. Daydream: Liar! I don’t even drink that crap! Coyote: Oh, really? Then what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier? Daydream: I use the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles. Everyone knows that, Coyote! Bob: Okay, let's not fight. I broke it. Let me pay for it, Hangman. Hangman: No! Who broke it?! Payback: Hangman…Fanboy’s been awfully quiet. Fanboy: Really?! Payback: Yeah, really. *Yelling*
Hangman, to Maverick: I broke it. It burned my hand so I punched it. I predict ten minutes from now they'll be at each other's throats with warpaint on their faces and a pig head on a stick. Good. It was getting a little chummy around here.
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tharunethuxx · 1 year
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When you realise you forgot to daydream about that thing you were planning to daydream about on your way home and now you're in a pit of despair...yeah.
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"Happy... Birthday?"
There is an actress, who's been recently born into the Universe of the Screen. Just like those before her, she's been dropped into the Fictional Realm, where actors rest after long hours of work.
From the start, she's been doing well, a kind Sponge Fictional took her in and let her stay for a time being. That is, until the empire found her and finally put her to work.
The unfortunate actress, so young, so naive, never knew what she had coming. Her creators bestowed her such a heavy role, a mask of a monster. At first, she didn't know how bad could it be. It was just a character right? This was all just a game of pretend... Right? After all, she was made for this role, literally created for it. Surely it can't be hard. How bad can it be? It's just some woman who cares about animals and lost a loved one.
However, society said otherwise.
The empire hated her for it. Despise her for the role she plays, and for serving her purpose. They declared time and time again that they hated her existence.
"I'm an actor, just like you guys!" she said.
They stay away. They push her away, side eyed her and everything.
"I'm not like her, see?" she said once more.
Rolcist thrown things at her, hurled insults at her. After a long day of work, another Fictional wished she was dead, and another, and another.
Monster, lunatic, a deluded. The list of insults went on.
"... I'm just an actor," she pleaded.
"I was doing my job," she sobbed.
The void of hatred stared at her.
"What did I do... What did I fucking do..." She glared at her own hands. Hands, or rather, gloves of an abuser, a killer, a beast.
She tried to escape all of this, but couldn't. Or rather she wouldn't do it. For at least one Fictional cared about her.
On the fateful release of her first project, a mouse Fictional came by. He was, and still is the powerful leader of a far off kingdom. One they called the Disney Kingdom. For someone so small, so puny, he can pack a punch. Prior to all this, he's already walked through the path of blood and is still treading through it.
There he stride for his next victim, the Villainess.
For an actor who claims to know what's real and what's an act, the mouse can't help, but kill those of the villain role on sight. Every ounce of suffering and pain they been through in his hands was delicious to him.
Just as her part of the act reaches to its grand finale, the mouse shows his power. Blood spilled. Ice shards were erupted, jellyfishes were stabbed and so was her designated henchman. The actress playing as her daughter was trapped in his ice from the waist down. The actress, now in the corner, curled up into a cocoon in the hairstyle bestowed by her creators.
And so, the mouse approaches.
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Okay so this was supposed to explain how the fuck it all led up to what's happening in the art, but ended up doing a little info/lore dump on what the fuck this Lus has going on in the daydreams as of late with probably a poor attempt of adding in some short storytelling elements. There's more to what's going on with both her and Mickey, but that'd take a while to cram it all into the post. So yeah.
Tldr: Actress has to play evil Poké waifu with a Jellyfish addiction, becomes besties with SpongeBob, gets an existential crisis about the nature of her role/persona because society shits on her for it (and Spunch taught her about morals too early), tries to kill herself to escape her vessel (but didn't go through with it), and gets a near death experience from a psychopathic mouse king.
Dw, she lives and all, just left traumatized and pissed about the Mouse Moment.
Anyways, happy birthday to Mickey and happy anniversary to the OG Pokémon SuMo games.
Note: Unlike the SpongeBob birthday painting, this piece is based on an actual event in the paracosm, a reoccurring scenario that's both an important plot point and something that stuck despite all the changes this paracosm goes through. I have to post this here instead of the casual account.
Update: Remember when I said she tried to kill herself? Yeah, I modified the lore a bit. Now her "escaping the job" attempt is now less of an actual suicide attempt and more like an attempt to quit her job/role as the character, which just so happens to be heavily tied to her life. She wouldn't immediately die if she's outside the meat suit, she'll just have to succumb to the pain to actually end up perma dying or deleting if she doesn't return to the meat suit.
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sea-adhesiveness537 · 3 months
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Screen Universe x Milgram AU art, colourized: The first and final prisoners
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Prisoner 1
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Prisoner 10
I tried to recreate the Milgram art style, but failed (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)
Anyways, here's the 1st and 10th prisoners. I considered working on prisoner 2 and 8, but digital drawing spree go brrrrrr.
Also, yes, this is the mouse bastard who beat up prisoner 9, 3, and eventually 8 in the AU. In the original fanfic/paracosm lore, Mickey committed a lot of atrocities. So much to the point where Es and Jackalope in this AU have so many crimes to choose from and they can only pick one to judge him over for their sake and to make things easier.
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