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I love the romance arcs that Griffin gave his family. It was like Juice, you get a cute gay romance! Trav, you get a cute gay romance! Daddy, you get an abusive ex boyfriend you sincerely thought was going to kill you and years later still has enough power over you to convince you to betray your friends for him. Love you guys~<3
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Cursed ships with the same energy:
Redd/Tom Nook
Elias Bouchard/Peter Lukas
Ned Chicane/Boyd Mosche
I will not accept criticism
#tom nook#animal crossing#lonely eyes#elias bouchard#peter lukas#the magnus archives#the magnus pod#magpod#tma podcast#tma#ned chicane#edmund chicane#edmund kelly chicane#boyd mosche#moschicane#the adventure zone amnesty#taz amnesty#mcelroy#mcelroy brothers#clint mcelroy#griffin mcelroy#justin mcelroy#travis mcelroy#mcelroys#the adventure zone#taz#my post
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IT'S AMNESTY TIME
#taz amnesty#the adventure zone#taz#griffin mcelroy#travis mcelroy#justin mcelroy#clint mcelroy#mcelroys#aubrey little#ned chicane#duck newton#jake coolice#arlo thacker#madeleine cobb#danbrey#moschicane#ducknerva#heart meme
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thinkin about ned and boyd callin each other love and lover.. nobody hmu
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🏳️🌈 webby !
aspec lesbian icon!
#its kinda shitty but oh well#scribbily scrabbles#ducktales#webby vanderquack#dt#poke the bear#moschicane#click for hq
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“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. And you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you don’t even have a name for.” - You Are Jeff // Richard Siken
#moschicane#this is my first big art thing and im really proud of it#my favorite pastime is making everything relate to richard sikens poetry#ned chicane#boyd mosche#taz amnesty#the adventure zone#the license plate doesnt mean anything i just put random letters and numbers ha#art attempts#taz#richard siken
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It’s familiar...
#moschicane#johnchurch#taz amnesty#taz#the adventure zone#amnesty spoilers#WE REALLY BE GOIN THROUGH IT#mine#taz spoilers#taz amnesty spoilers#spoilers
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Ned and Boyd late night waffle house date bc they both have insomnia pretty please!
I hope you know that we DO NOT have Waffle Houses in Canada and I did a lot more research for this than I should have. :P Thanks for asking! :)“Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?”
“Like that," Boyd said, flicking a package of sugar at Ned’s face. It hit him on the nose, and fell back down into Ned’s coffee.
“You’re not using your words very well,” Ned replied, fishing the soggy package of sugar out of the cup. He set it on his napkin.
Boyd made a disgruntled noise, “Well, maybe I’d know how to use my words better if I’d gotten some fucking sleep recently.”
Ned gave Boyd a cheeky smile, “I also haven’t slept just as long as you have.”
“Fuck off,” Boyd said, bringing his cup of coffee up to his lips and taking a long drag of it.
Ned laughed, trying to keep it down as they were the only ones in the restaurant apart from the staff. He glanced over at the lone waitress, who was slumped behind the counter, with her head buried in her arms.
“Is she dead?” Boyd asked, following Ned’s gaze.
“I don’t think so.”
“Hmm. Pity,” Boyd said.
“Pity?”
“It’d be easier to rob the place if she were dead.”
“We’re not going to rob a fucking Waffle House, Boyd.”
“Why not? Think about it; waffles for days,” Boyd said, gesturing with his hands.
“You don’t even like waffles,” Ned said.
“Oh yeah, I don’t. Remind me again why we’re at a Waffle House, then?”
“This is the only place open at three in the morning and we’re hungry,” Ned said.
“Hmm,” Boyd said. He took another sip of his coffee, “Shall we order, then?”
Ned nodded, and stood up from the counter. He walked over to wear the waitress was and said, “Ma’am, we’re ready to order.”
She jolted upward, “Oh yes! Go back to your table, I’ll be with you in a moment.”
Ned smiled at her and headed back to to the table. Boyd was currently stalking the cream cups into a small pyramid. Ned sat back down and said, “Having fun?”
“I’m tired, Ned,” Boyd simply said.
The waitress arrived with another pot of coffee and a small notebook. She refilled both of their coffee cups and then said, “What can I get for you?”
“I’ll have a waffle,” Boyd said.
“Um… sir, which waffle?”
“I don’t care,” Boyd said, plopping his menu down.
“He’ll actually have the steak and eggs, with regular toast and hashbrowns,” Ned said, glaring at Boyd. “I will have the pecan waffle, thank you.”
The waitress looked from Boyd to Ned, and giving them an uncertain look. Her expression warped into a forced smile, and she said, “Coming right up, sir,” before she scurried away to the kitchen.
“Did you have to be an asshole?” Ned asked once she left.
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware there were more than one kind of waffles,” Boyd said.
“Can you not read your menu?”
“You think I have the mental capacity to read after being awake for forty-eight hours?” Boyd demanded. He slapped the menu with his hand, making a loud noise as his knuckle rapped against the table, “Besides, they’re waffles, how fancy can waffles be?”
“We’re in a place called Waffle House, and you think they only have one kind of waffle?” Ned said.
“I. Have not. Slept. In. Forty-eight. Hours,” Boyd said through his teeth. He took his coffee and a couple of the cream cups from his pyramid and began to dump them in. He swirled his coffee around with his spoon and then downed it all in one go. “She forgot to ask how I wanted my steak.”
“I don’t think it really matters,” Ned said.
“If this place was any good, it’d matter,” Boyd said.
Ned pinched the bridge of his nose, “This isn’t a five-star establishment. If anything, it probably has negative stars. We just need food, and then we can get out of here.”
“Lying low is garbage,” Boyd said, “How fucking big is Texas, anyways?”
“Big,” Ned said.
“I hate America,” Boyd said. “With your Waffle Houses and your stupidly big States. Do you want to know how long it takes to drive across England?”
“How long?” Ned said, an amused smile on his face.
“Ten hours,” Boyd said, “For the entire country. If we drove ten hours now, we’d be in the middle of fucking Texas still.”
“Mhm,” Ned said. He picked up the soggy sugar package and forced it open. He dumped it in his coffee and slowly mixed it. He took a slow sip of his coffee.
A couple moments later, the waitress came back with two plates of food, “Sorry for your wait, sirs.”
“It’s no problem,” Ned said while Boyd gave the woman a seething glare. She gave Ned a nervous smile and then backed away to her spot by the counter.
Boyd looked down at his plate of food and said, “This looks like shit.”
“Just eat it,” Ned said.
Boyd obliged, and the two of them began their meal in silence. Ned watched as Boyd carefully sawed into his steak, leaving the toast and the hashbrowns untouched.
“Watching your weight?” Ned asked.
“You know I have to keep my waist trim,” Boyd replied, “Besides. You ordered the hashbrowns so you could eat them, not for me.”
“Oh, you know me too well,” Ned said. He finished his last bit of his waffle, and then reached his hand out. Boyd slid his plate over. Ned scraped the hashbrowns off of Boyd’s plate and onto his own, and then passed Boyd his plate back.
Boyd gave Ned an unimpressed look and went back to eating his steak. He finished it just as Ned finished his hashbrowns. Boyd frowned, “We waited thirty minutes for a meal that took us five minutes to eat.”
“Are you going to ask to speak to the manager?” Ned teased.
“No,” Boyd said. “But I’m going to ask that we never come back to a Waffle House ever again.”
“No Waffle Houses?”
“No,” Boyd said.
“Fair enough,” Ned said. Ned stood up, “I’m going to pay. Get the car started.”
He tossed Boyd the keys.
They bounced off of his chest and onto the table. Boyd slowly looked from the keys to Ned, his hand slowly reaching out to grab the keys. He pulled them onto his lap and then got out of his seat. Ned tried not to laugh as Boyd walked out of the restaurant, muttering obscenities under his breath.
The waitress was ready behind the register. Ned fished out a few bills and handed them to her. She rang him through and passed him his change. “Have a good night, sir.”
Ned gave her a small salute and then left the establishment.
Boyd was sitting in the passenger seat, his head resting against the dashboard.
Ned got into the driver’s seat and turned to his partner, “Where to?”
“Anywhere but a fucking Waffle House,” Boyd said.
Ned laughed and started the car.
#ned chicane#boyd mosche#moschicane#kinda#my writing#taz amnesty#request#REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN !! I currently have 2 in the inbox so it might take me a little while to get to yours but if you are interested just#pop one in
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oh my god
in the new TTAZZ, when Clint said he likes the bad guys 👀👀👀👀👀👀
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Some subtle Moschicanes in my sketchbook
#moschicane#ned chicane#boyd mosche#taz amnesty#whoms else still chugging that moschicane juice after.#all that....#sketchy
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*Five minutes after they meet and are driving away*
Ned: So... should I go somewhere and steal a toothbrush, or...
Boyd: Oh my god, Auturo.
Ned: I assume that means you'll be providing the toothbrush.
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After having a minor surgery, Ned has Aubrey and Duck fill him in on all the weird stuff he said while coming down from the anesthesia.
Ned learns that when asked his name, he had given seven different alibis of increasing absurdity, including just straight up Duck Newton, before landing on Ned Chicane
Aubrey tells him how he also kept trying to tell the doctors about he hunts monsters and knows Bigfoot, only pausing to say how much he loves his friends and will Narf Blast the world for them
However, Aubrey and Duck both agree that the weirdest thing he did was that he kept asking where someone named Boyd was? Over and over again, Ned insisted on knowing when Boyd was coming? Where was Boyd? Did something happen to Boyd? And why was his ring gone? He never takes off his ring
And once the story is over, Ned just laughs and brushes it off, saying he’s never known anybody by that name and that it must have been the anesthesia talking before immediately switching the subject.
After that, if Duck and Aubrey notice how Ned keeps brushing his thumb over his bare ring finger, they don’t mention it.
#taz amnesty#Ned Chicane#moschicane#Aubrey Little#Duck Newton#Boyd Mosche#My Stuff#Did I make myself kinda sad writing this post?#Mmmm yeah kinda#the sequel to this is that someone keeps sending anonymous flowers to Ned's hospital room#and we all know who that is
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sometimes you dont ship two people and you DONT think they should be together but you can still tell that there definitely USED to be something there with context clues. like no i dont want you to be in love, yes i know you used to be in love
#this is about moschicane#very toxic relationship and probably abusive#however they absolutely have a romantic past are you kidding me#they were in love babey#moschicane#boyd mosche#ned chicane#taz amnesty#taz#the adventure zone#clint mcelroy
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dont let my sweet tender moschicane hcs distract u from the fact that after savin the world n shit it took them a rly long time to work thru and move on from the toxicity of their relationship and even longer to learn to trust each other n fall in love all over again but for the purpose of my own sanity they noclipped straight into domestic bliss
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moschicane week day one: disguises/costumes
let them into your house! they’re trustworthy :)
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