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georgiapeach30513 · 6 months

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Inside Her Fantasy, Part 1

Summary: Ransom was a sweet playboy, and you are America's sweetheart. Two opposite people that met in an unlikely way. Things move fast when you're in the spotlight, and you fell more everyday. He was happy he had someone who he could trust with his vulnerable side. You were happy to have someone who could stand tall and not be irritated by your own fame. Fast love and living in a fish bowl isn't always easy. But can you and Ransom beat the odds?

Pairings: Ransom Drysdale X Reader

Rating: fluff

Warnings: none, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 4.5K

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*Dividers created by @firefly-graphics

Early morning muffled giggles, and the pitter patter of feet make Ransom stir in his sleep. His face burrows deeper into the pastel pink ruffles. Feet hanging off the edge of the bed, but his eyes remain close.

“Daddy,” a giggly voice echoes in the hallway as she covers her mouth with her hand. “Uncle Ranny is in my bed again.”

“Is he,” the big beefy man picks up his littlest daughter, throwing her in the air. “Why are you sitting in the hallway?”

“Because,” she points a finger to her bedroom before covering her mouth with her hand. “I think he has twinkle toes!”

“Not the twinkle toes! Why weren’t you in your bed last night?”

“Uhh,” she draws out, shrugging her shoulders. Usually she didn’t sleep in her room on nights before her parents had to go to the hospital. “I — daddy, I slept in Maevey’s room. And then I wake up to go play, and Uncle Ranny is drooling on my satin!”

“Oh, dear. Let’s wake Mr. Twinkle Toes up, okay?” She responds with an okay, nodding her head while he walks into the room. Ransom let’s out a loud snore, hugging onto one of the little girl’s Squishmallows, and she giggles again.

“Ransom,” her father says, but Ransom snores lower. “Ransom!” He kicks the bed, and Ransom shoots up immediately, groaning before flopping back down on the bed. “You’re drooling on the princess’ pillow.”

“Yeah! That’s my pillow. Why do you always sleep in my bed when you have twinkle toes.”

“I don’t have twinkle toes,” Ransom harrumphs, flipping over to his side. He hugs tighter to her stuffed animal, giving her a peek. “Why are you up so early?”

“You do have twinkle toes! You always drool with twinkle toes!”

“Charlie, baby, I,” he stops talking looking at his best friend and teammate before nodding his head, “Yes, princess, I had twinkle toes, and pranced right in here. I’m sorry, but I’ll buy you a new squishy thing,” Bucky clears his throat, and shakes his head. “I’ll buy you something.”

“Ahh! Daddy, I need to see Maevey. Put me down,” she wiggles out of her daddy’s arms before darting towards her sister’s room.

Bucky gives a long look to Ransom before leaning up against his daughter’s dresser. “Yeah, I had twinkle toes, which by the way, why does your wife call it that?”

“Next time we’ll tell the kids you got shit faced, and stumbled into our house because you used my kids as an excuse to call a cab for some girl of the night,” rolling his eyes, Ransom turns his back to Bucky. “You deserve more than one night stands. Ones you can look at without your beer goggles.”

“Not all of us are cut out to marry our highschool sweethearts.”

“You think it was easy for us?” Bucky sighs, rubbing the bridge of his nose. “She had Maeve when she was sixteen. Pregnant when she was fifteen, and yeah, we struggled and made it work. But you…”

“Grew up in a life of privilege. I didn’t buy my way into the NFL. I worked hard to get there,” Bucky sighs, watching his friend. It had become a frequent pattern with Ransom coming to his house to hide from his problems. The extra help with the kids was nice, but Ransom wasn’t living his life.

“Didn’t say you did. I’m saying those kids love you, and you adore them. You’re worth more than being a fake uncle,” yawning Ransom turns to look at Bucky with an unreadable face. There is zero emotions on his face as he looks at his friend. “There’s going to be some woman who the kids love, and she’s going to send you on a whirlwind. You two are going to fall so hard for each other.”

“Why are you in here, Buck?” He responds pitifully. Ransom was never much into love. It was a made up word that very few could ever hold in their hands. They made excuses and claimed they loved or were in love, but people always disappoint you.

“You’re in my house, and in my daughter’s bed. But Nixon has an appointment. We’re staying overnight, and the girls would rather…”

“You don't have to ask. I don’t want them with anyone else anyways. They’re the only women in my life that don’t make my life a living hell,” Charlie’s bedroom door squeaks open, and the little girl runs onto Ransom’s lap, while the oldest bashfully walks in. She looks at her dad before back at Ransom.

The tall man looks towards the teenager, narrowing his eyes, and pursing his lips. He’s seen this look more than once in his life. “What do you want, Maeve?”

“So, you know my favorite artist right?” Her voice is nearly a whisper. Almost embarrassed to ask Ransom this.

“Picasso?”

“No, recording artist,” she giggles, shaking her head. She whispers out your name, and looks back at her father quickly. “Umm, she’s playing Gillette tonight. Mom already said we could go, but…”

“Who is that?” Ransom asks, confused. “She…what do you mean she’s playing Gillette?”

“Well, she is the number one artist in the world right now. She’s doing this stadium tour, and she’s going to be here for a few days. I think the itinerary I got online is correct. I know you can’t always believe everything you see on the internet, but I really want to go. Charlie likes her, too,” her little sister nods her head, and whispers into Ransom’s ear about how pretty you are. “It would mean everything to me.”

“Maevey, if she’s as big as you say she is, I might not be able to get us in,” there was only one way he could get the girls in, and he really didn’t want to go down that road again.

“You’re literally the starting tight end of the Patriots,” Maeve wasn’t going to give up without a bit of a fight.

“Your dad is the quarterback.”

“And didn’t you date some…”

“Ahh! I didn’t date her! No, absolutely not,” Ransom decides quickly he isn’t going to ask his ex about tickets to one of the biggest concerts of the year. But then the littlest girl looks up at him, sweetly asking pretty please with a cherry on top, and he can’t say no.

You bite at your lip, getting a little slap on your wrist by your makeup artist. She hates when you ruin her work. Your lipstick was already on, and now she has to go back and fix it. Staring at yourself in the mirror, you hardly recognize that girl anymore. She’d been through hell recently. Bad breakups are never easy. Worse when the world can watch.

Sighing, you look towards the door. There is always something that bothers you about this talk show. She was invasive, and played up what the tabloids said. You couldn’t keep a man. You just date around to write songs. You were seeing just how many notches you could get. It was insulting.

You are sure you’re not the only woman in the world to date or date around. What you did just was viewed by the world. Growing up in front of the camera may not be ideal, but you didn’t know anything else. This life was all you knew. It gave you the world, while also taking away so much. You loved it, and feared it. You welcomed it, and also wished you could turn it off sometimes. There was never a break.

Someone knocks on the door, and whispers out your name, letting you know it was time to go on to the set of Leslie Locke. Your team always wanted you to put in a good face for this show. It was fun, and the fans enjoyed it, but too bad the press enjoyed your humiliation more.

You squint from the lights as you walk onto set, greeted halfway by Leslie when you take a seat in a chair opposite her. Her blue eyes give you a strange look, and you look out to the audience awkwardly. She was up to something. You just knew it, but what is the question?

“So you had a pretty rough start to the year,” you smile at her, and give her a nod. She was already starting in on you and your relationship. “But the good thing is I’m sure you got some good songs out of it, right?”

“I’d say most writers use their life experiences to tell a story. How is it any different than a writer of a book?” Leslie isn’t used to you snapping back. With age comes a need to protect your peace. Her mouth goes tight as she looks at the camera and then back at you.

“But aren’t authors embellishing the story?” With the breakup came a new realization that you had the power and voice. You didn’t need someone to protect you. You could do it yourself. “We all embellish. Even when I talk to my girlfriends, I’m embellishing the story.”

“So you admit that you use your songs to make yourself look better in the breakup?” She always twisted your words. It was her schtick. You smile, shaking your head no, but have no intentions of elaborating. It wasn’t worth the argument.

“Well, I want to play a game with you,” oh good grief. She loved these stupid games. “Since you’re back on the market, I thought it would be fun to show you some single men,” you turn to look towards one of the cameras with a deadpan look. “No, this will be fun. They’re hot men, just not your usual type.”

“Okay, fine,” you sigh, knowing that it would be easier just to agree.

“Good, good,” she holds up the first picture, and you roll your eyes, shaking your head rapidly. “What’s wrong with Dayton White?”

“I don’t date race car drivers.”

“You mean you haven’t, but you could?” This is a hard no. You wouldn’t date him. “Okay, what about this guy? Big, tall, buff, and he’s a boxer,” you wait a moment for her to give you a name. “This is August Walker.”

“I don’t like the mustache. I like mean without too much going on with their face. Clean cut, ya know?”

“Well, that leaves out these two. Okay, so he’s a football player,” you scrunch up your nose, already looking disgusted. Why would you date a football player? “He’s 6’5”, tight end for the New England Patriots,” not interested. “Blue eyes, all of 265 pounds of man, and a bit of a wild card,” your ears perk up because of course they do. You love those men that have that slight toxicity. They are your weakness. And you hate it.

“Completely baby faced, and he does love going out,” please be ugly. Please be ugly. “You have no idea who Ransom Drysdale is, huh?”

“Ransom?” She flips the card over showing you what he looks like, and you’re a goner. “Oh,” you stutter, trying to look away from his face. “Oh, he’s kinda cute,” the fact that he was holding a small little girl, while hugging another. It made him even more attractive, if his angelic face wasn’t enough.

“Kinda? That is one hell of a man,” yeah, he was. You can’t even imagine how big he would be next to you.

“He’s got kids?” They were adorable little girls. You didn’t think you wanted to date someone with kids, but he could be worth it. You had never dated someone with kids. No, it didn’t matter anyways. You weren’t going to date this man. You were going to look him up. Maybe check out a few pictures of him.

“No, these are his teammate Bucky Barnes’ daughters. He’s very close with the quarterback on the team,” sure he was. He didn’t have kids, that was better. You loved kids, but weren't ready for that. But him being good with kids is a good quality. “You have no idea what the QB does, huh?”

“He throws the ball? Catches it? Tackles?”

“Football isn’t your thing, I see,” she didn’t even answer the question. Fine, you made a public declaration of finding him attractive. Great. You can already see the tabloids writing some stupid nonsense. He is cute though. And somehow loving kids that aren’t his is making him more attractive. It shows he could be a father, but was smart enough to prevent it. Ugh, you can’t be thinking about things like this. You just know his name. But a name is a start. No! Not this one. You will not fall into this trap again.

Maeve plops down on the couch, sighing as she looks out the window. Ransom was running late, and that only meant one thing. She wasn’t going to the concert tonight.

“Maevey!” Charlie says, bouncing on her older sister’s lap. “Don’t be sad. Uncle Ranny is watching us tonight, and she’ll be at Gillette tomorrow night, too. Can we make bracelets again?” Maeve wants to say no, until she sees her sister’s dark green eyes pleading up at her. “Pretty please?”

“Fine, go get the stuff. I’m sure Ran will just have pizza delivered. And…we’ll watch her interview on Leslie Locke’s today,” it wasn’t the same as actually seeing you in concert, but it would be fine. Maybe you’d talk about some upcoming music. Maybe you’d talk about a new project.

Charlie runs into her room to grab up her beads and elastic. Anything to play and spend time with her big sister. Bringing it back with the biggest smile on her face.

By the time Ransom walks into the house, he gives Maeve a regretful smile, shaking his head, “Maeve, I did try. Me and Candy didn’t end well, so I didn’t think she would help me out. And hey, your dad is the QB, shouldn’t he be able to help?”

“They’re sold out,” her voice is flat as she returns to stringing on a bead. “She’ll be on Leslie’s soon.”

“Leslie Locke’s?” Ransom groans, sitting on the floor with the girls. “All that woman wants to do is hook people up with another celebrity. She’s obnoxious, but she asks questions that nobody wants to ask. You guys really watch that trash?” Maeve shrugs her shoulders, adding another bead to her current bracelet. “What is this?”

“I love friendship bracelets! Here, Uncle Ranny, you start one. You gonna get twinkle toes this weekend?” Snorting, he shakes his head no. Giving a groan when the Leslie Locke theme song plays in the background. It is like he was getting irritated by just the thought of having to hear her voice. “I like when you get twinkle toes. It means we’re going to wake up with you here.”

“I’m here now to watch you because,” he pauses, looking up at Charlie whose eyes darken a moment. “Nixon will be okay. They think there’s a new…”

“Ran, don’t,” Maeve pulls Charlie over into her lap, giving her tiny sister a kiss on the head. “He’s going to be okay, sissy.”

“Of course he is, princess. Nixie boy is going to be so strong, and going to be the best linebacker that the east coast has ever seen,” reaching out his hand, he gives the little girl a tap to her nose, “I promise, Nixon will be okay.”

“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right. Hey, look! Maevey! There she is. Oh, she’s so pretty, huh, Uncle Ranny?” Both girls turn to look towards Ransom, and he is only staring at you as you wave to the camera. Giving the audience the prettiest smile. He’s notices the fake smile you give Leslie. He’s done it a few times.

“What do you think?” Maeve leans towards him, bumping his shoulder. “You have just as much chance as those normal people. But she has this tendency to,” Maeve’s words turn into mush as Ransom watches you. He hadn’t ever seen anyone more beautiful. He isn’t sure why he hadn’t ever thought to look you up. Especially when there was the rumor you would be singing at the Super Bowl.

Your fake little giggle as you look at Leslie is even adorable. He isn’t paying attention to whatever little game Leslie is playing with you until Charlie sees it.

“That’s me!” Charlie shouts, jumping out of her sister’s lap. “That’s me! Maevey, she’s looking at us.”

“Oh, my god,” Maeve chokes out, hearing you mention how Ransom was cute. “Oh my god! She’s seen my face. She…she’s — Ransom, do you understand what this means?” Ransom can’t think of anything other than the fact that you are staring at a picture of him.

“I have an idea. Ran, I have — Ransom Drysdale! She’s going to be at the children’s hospital before her concert. Ransom! Ransom, pay attention to me.”

You thought he was cute. You smiled a genuine smile looking at him. His phone hadn’t rang. Leslie wasn’t trying to put her meddling nose where it didn’t belong. He could call his people, and get them to call your people. This could work. One date. One night.

“Ransom!”

“What?” He asks, finally looking at Maeve.

“I have an idea, and you won’t have to get anyone’s teams involved. It would just be you and her. It’s perfect, and she loves simple things. She loves little sneaks. And I think she kinda liked the idea that you don’t have kids, but you’re around them. Ran, I know what we need to do.”

Performing was the easy part of your career. Having moments to tell your stories with a guitar in your hand. Nothing else matters. Just you and the movement of the lyrics. Looking up to see the children’s faces makes you smile.

You wanted a family. One day you would have some of your own. Even though you’re sealed up in a studio alone, this is one of your favorite crowds to perform for. Big beaming smiles as they hang on to every word that you say. They always called you powerful, but they were the powerful ones. Always able to have a smile on their face.

Smiling despite whatever was going on in their lives. Enjoying life regardless of what their diagnoses were. Simple. Peaceful. Looking back down at your guitar, you close your eyes for a moment, and just feel the music. Everyone always had something going on in their life. Money couldn’t buy you everything. Definitely couldn’t make bad stuff from happening to you.

Opening them back up, you look out into the small audience and choke. Having to look away from the handsome man that was standing in front of you. You had only just seen him in a photo recently, and there he was. It was like the clouds had opened up, and the sun shone right on him. His blue shirt setting off his eyes even more. And those jeans made his legs look days long. He is staying casual, even a brand new pair of Nikes on. He wasn’t even remotely your type, and still you feel drawn to him.

“Uncle Ranny she saw you,” Ransom shakes his head no. He imagined the crack in your voice when you looked up at him. He has to hold Charlie up, so she could actually see over the crowd in front, and Maeve leans over on his shoulder. “Yeah huh. She did. Or it was me.”

“It was definitely you,” Ransom responds without looking away from you. You looked delicate in that room all by yourself. Strumming on a guitar and peaceful. He didn’t have the best reputation in the NFL. The reputation of a perpetual playboy. Love them and leave them, so if you wanted to even talk to him, you would have to accept that. And from what research he did on you, any male in your vicinity was automatically your Prince Charming.

Two people from very different careers, and rumors that ruled your careers just as much as your talent. The rumors aren't always true. Some nights Ransom doesn’t even go home with those women. He crawls into a tiny little twin sized princess bed with pink ruffles. The tabloids could write what they wanted to. But this — this is an intimate setting, and he’s never seen anyone more beautiful than you.

You might not realize it, but you look at each child that is watching you perform. Giving them a moment of joy. There are no cameras, and nobody to see what you’re doing but these kids and family. And then he realizes he must look like the biggest asshole because he was here.

“We should go,” he whispers, and he swears he sees you shake your head no. Could you read lips, and were you asking him not to go?

“No, we can’t,” Maeve whispers, her eyes staying on you the entire time. “You have to give her what you made.”

“Maeve, this is silly,” she gives her quasi uncle a quick pinch on his forearm. Something she’s done most of her life. Her silent way of letting him know that she wasn’t going to change her mind, she needs to see this through. “I can just get…”

“She doesn’t like setups like that. She wants things to be organic.”

“I showed up at the children’s hospital to see her,” and saying it out loud sounds even more absurd than it felt. He was crossing a line by coming here.

“You are just bringing us to our parents, so we can check on our little brother because he’s going to have another surgery. This is as random as you can get,” Maeve’s words stop in her mouth as you smile at the three of them. Your eyes looking back to the kids in the front. You aren’t sure why they are there, but you aren’t entirely upset about it either.

He looks more handsome in person. And the way those girls are so comfortable with him. A quick Google search told you how close he was with his QB. How he spent a ton of free time with him, and his kids. You hope that they linger. You always want to give time to everyone before they are shuffled back into their room. Hoping a smile towards them, and holding up a finger, asking them to give you a minute will be enough.

You know it isn’t going to be long before you are going to be ushered away in preparation for the show. Taking a deep breath, you go to hug each and every one of them. Watching your PA from the side who is constantly checking on the time. Hopefully Ransom and his nieces understood it wasn’t being rude. She was always conscious of your time.

As soon as the last person is pulled away from your side, you stand up straight to look at Ransom with whatever smile your social battery will allow. Your PA says your name, and motions you with her head it was time to leave, “Give me ten more minutes?” She looks at Ransom and the girls, and holds up her whole hand. Five minutes was better than nothing.

“So,” you huff out walking towards them. Having to gulp when you realize just how massive Ransom is. No wonder the little girl looked tiny in his arms. “Uh,” you giggle, not knowing exactly what to say. “I’m sorry.”

“My brother is here,” the oldest girl blurts out, and pulls at Ransom’s arm. “He has something for you.”

“No, I don’t.”

“Yes. You do. He’s on the Pats. He tried to get tickets to your show last night, but they were sold out. I’ve always wanted to see you. I’m your biggest fan. My little sister, Charlotte, loves you, too. She’s just four, so she doesn’t understand all the lyrics. But I do. I love how you kinda tease your fans, and give us little Easter eggs in anticipation for your next album, or sneak things into your videos. It’s so cool,” panicking she looks up at Ransom. Realizing she had word vomited all of that to you. This wasn’t how she imagined meeting you would go.

“Maevey, breathe,” the little girl giggles, before hiding her face on Ransom.

“She talks a lot when she’s nervous,” Maeve gives him a pinch to his arm, and if you weren’t standing right in front of him, laughing a tiny bit, he wouldn’t do what he was about to do. “I did try.”

“Well, what if I told you that I have a few extra tickets to the show. I always ask for a box at these stadium shows to stay empty for me just in case. It’s still empty,” both the girls squeal, and Maeve tugs on Ransom’s arm a bit. “I should probably go, honestly. But…I’ll have my people call yours?”

“Uhh…where is,” You point over to a few hidden areas in the hospital. You had people everywhere. He’s sure most are for security. But still one could figure out what it was Ransom needed to do to get to the stadium. Maeve gives him another pinch to his arm, and he grunts as you start to turn around.

“Uh, me and the girls, we uh — we made you something.”

“That’s adorable,” you preen, looking between both of the girls. Ransom reaches his giant hand into his pocket, and pulls out a crude bracelet.

“We made friendship bracelets last night instead of watching your concert. I just brought them here to see their parents and baby brother.”

“This is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me,” you’ve had sweet things given to you. But there is something about envisioning this man on the floor with two girls, and making a bracelets with those thick fingers. “Thank you. Honestly, I want to see you guys in the box tonight. Jared will get you all the info that you need.”

“Yes. Yes, you will. Ransom has nothing to do. Nothing at all,” you liked the teenager with him. Even when nervous, she still said what she thought.

Ransom sighs as you walk away. Thankful you hadn’t looked at what the bracelet said while you were in front of him. He could breathe again, but you couldn’t. Walking with your PA, your fingers play with the bracelet until you are helped into your car.

“June, he’s so hot. Like hot hot obviously. He’s so big and wide, and the way he delicately held Charlotte? Oh my god. That was the sweetest thing, and I need them at the show tonight.”

“Don’t let him be a distraction.”

“I won’t,” you roll your eyes, finally giving the bracelet a look. He was smooth. You stuff it back in your pocket. Smiling from ear to ear, and knowing that when you go alone, you were going to pick up your phone, and make sure that he had your number, too.

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slashermovhigh · 11 months

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what would the cast (the main five and four) look like in there adulthoods have any of the relationships evolved in a way what jobs do they and and which one of them don’t have jobs and just be the creepy af strangers who walk around the neighborhood

ok ok ok uhh: Bubba: Still works in his family "business", but now he's married to stretch :) Michael: Malewife (can't cook for shit but he's trying his best) really wants a kid to pass down his stabbing knowledge

Freddy: School janitor, but the one every student likes because he's funny (he's NOT remake Freddy I can't stress this enough but he's NOT)

Ghostface: We All Have That One Homie Who Isn't Gonna Make It (jk he's into film producing specially practical effects) Jason: Took over Camp Crystal Lake and he isn't deathly afraid of teens having sex anymore (healing!) but he will still punish the ones slacking when they have to pay attention (machete to the head) Nancy: I like the Dream Warriors idea of her going into psychology and the study of the mind, specially when its asleep, but she's still the no-nonsense, "screw sleep!" nancy we all know and love Laurie: I see her as a teacher actually, maybe for young kids? but she also writes on the side as a hobby. she's Michael's Girlboss and is planning to surprise him (she's pregnant :D) Sidney: Also in film producing, but a stunt coordinator, since she realized she didn't really enjoy being on the spotlight Sally: Maybe she's a support worker? maybe a nurse that helps people with disabilities, to be able to help people who struggled like her brother

#slashermovhigh #bubba sawyer #bubba x stretch #michael myers #mylaurie #freddy krueger #ghostface #jason voorhees #nancy thompson #laurie strode #sidney prescott #sally hardesty #anon ask #op speaks

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sundayswiththeilluminati · 1 year

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so uhh 👀 how're you feeling this week? (this is about destiny, pls ignore if you're behind on playing)

P.S. I realized I need to be clear: I am not saying this because I am "emotionally devastated." I am saying this because I am fucking furious. They just assassinated one of the greatest and oldest characters in the Destiny setting in the cheapest, most trite, most UTTERLY POINTLESS MANNER. "It's about being More Than A Weapon" SO WAS WARMIND. SO WAS SEASON OF THE WORTHY. If you want to have him be "more than a weapon" why not instead of a cheap sacrifice ploy - a violent self-destruct - you let him LIVE. Find a purpose other than destruction and violence. Be something other than a Warmind! But no. You take the easiest, most manipulative way out.

The Warmind Rasputin is a very, very complex character. He's old and has a lot of lore and sits in a weird power dynamic where he's tremendously well-armed but also underpowered. It's legit hard to write storylines for him. I get it! Trust me, I've tried. It's hard to write gameplay around him. But now instead of dealing with it the writers have taken the cheapest possible way out of a plotline they don't know what to do with and don't how how to tie up. This was COMPLETELY GODDAMN POINTLESS. It did NOTHING. We could have destroyed the warsats ourselves! The Traveler is still completely boned and continues to not contribute anything in any way! Rasputin doesn't even get to contribute in any way! He never gets to feel like he really did defend or even help humanity! His big final act is erasing himself, implying it was a mistake for him to ever be made and it would have been better if he never existed! IT MEANT NOTHING.

AND IT DOESN'T EVEN GET TO BE ABOUT RASPUTIN IN THE END. It has to be about Ana, and the Traveler, and Eramis, and a bunch of other random assholes. Half this season was Clovis, not Rasputin! And Osiris, in the dungeon! HE DIDN'T EVEN GET TO BE THE STAR OF HIS OWN FUCKING SEASON. As per goddamn usual Rasputin isn't the focus of his own story, not now and not in the DLC literally named after him. HE WASN'T EVEN THE MAIN CHARACTER IN HIS OWN DEATH. The fucking TRAVELER stole the spotlight YET AGAIN. But they pulled out all the sad dramatic music and voice-acting so everyone's going to gush about how wonderfully touching and ~emotional~ the finale was while ignoring the TRAINWRECK of writing that was this ENTIRE SEASON culminating in one of the dumbest narrative choices I've ever goddamn seen!

I quit. I'm done. I'm just fucking done.

#anyways.#goodbye everyone it's been a ride.#Season of the Seraph spoilers #Season of the Seraph finale spoilers #Seraph spoilers #Destiny spoilers #I'm through getting attached to characters no one cares about but me #that the actual goddamn narrative doesn't even care about #I'm just done.#had my heart broken one too many times.#every story I commit to ends up betraying me in the end #and I am reminded yet again that there is no one who sees the world like I do #who thinks the way I do #who likes the same things I do #and I am alone once more.#this is the wager of existence #and he is the final argument.

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thebananwithaplan · 1 day

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And the crowd went WILD!

Not only by the 'special effects' of the blue glow - but they were all invigorated by Dandie's singing and the song in question. Invigorated by seemingly some 'unknown force.'

Truly, the Power of Music.

🎙️ "Let's give it up one more time for. Miss. DANDELIOOOOOOON!"

Another quick round of applause from the audience was given before the lights dimmed once more, to let Dandie leave the stage. Another small spotlight shown, with the background lights still left as dark as possible...

...Said spotlight was aimed at the microphone himself, who had teleported on stage looking a little more well-dressed.

🎙️ "Whooooo! What a heck of a first act here, am I right? For those who aren't aware, that guitar was made famous in a lot of our previous obbies, as a representation of one of our CEO's favorite mottos:

Only the Power of Music can Stop the Beast."

Another round of applause from the fans. Whether they were fans of SW's works or of the motto, they were still cheering either way.

🎙️ "Of course, just as the Power of Music isn't just a guitar, the 'beast' in question isn't always a literal giant monster, or an evil robot- sometimes it's metaphorical, and it can be seen in a lot of our favorite shows, movies, and even the soundtracks of video games-"

🍒1 "Hey, where's the Banana?"

🍒2 "Yeah, where IS he? Don't tell is that YOU'RE the host for tonight!"

Some of the regulars in the seats murmured. Now that they thought about it, where IS DB? Like, the nephews ARE here, but not the main guy himself? ...Uhh. Announcer knew that this would be a bad idea.

🎙️ "I assure you, he'll be out here in due time. Right now, we're letting everybody else have a chance."

🍒1 "Well, as long as you're letting everyone ELSE have a chance."

🍒2 "If you're gonna be a temp host, at least we don't have to hear YOU sing!"

🍒 1&2 "OHOHOHO!"

...Just smile and bear it, 'Nouncer. Especially if he can't always hide in the recording booth this time.

🎙️ "Well, we're only just getting started. We still have a couple more acts to go!"

In the background, Peel gave the go ahead to the Oldest, whom in turn gave a quiet nod to the Announcer.

🎙️ "And speaking of acts, we're just about to introduce the next one right now!"

Just as the spotlight on the Announcer turned off, he warped back to the recording booth, keeping an eye on the show from the little monitor.

And soon enough, the spotlight reappears. Let's welcome to the stage: DJ Aelita!

#where he at (ic update)#the disembodied voice i sign paychecks to (the announcer)#double heckling trouble (cherry 1 & 2 )#phonypizza #manebloom #e: the power of music

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grokebaby · 10 months

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@parasite-core

Hmmmmmm my oc of choice uhhh (<- is fatally indecisive)

Let's go with Delilah bc she deserves a bit more spotlight!!

(BTW for any future asks please send the question itself as well, ty!! /nm)

2 = What's your oc's orientation + their thoughts about it?

Delilah is an ace lesbian!! I like to think she'd be very gentle and tender if she were to get into a relationship but it's really hard to get close to her and she has little time anyways to focus on her personal life. She loves being an aunt though! I think nearly all the people close to her are allosexual so by comparison she might feel a bit isolated sometimes and lacking someone to talk and relate with about asexuality. That, and the Pride district demons tend to be really invasive or crass if they feel like throwing nasty comments so it's something Delilah has to keep close to her. She has thick skin yeah and doesn't think of herself as the type to need lots of support but it can definitely frustrate her that her aceness is really invisible in her day to day life. Obviously Deirdre and Lassi for example are very supportive to her but they're both kinda slutty so they wouldn't have common ground with her on that, which I can say from experience can feel really isolating. Obviously not saying aces can't be slutty but Delilah herself is sex neutral to averse, leaning more on the latter usually.

She's not terribly interested in dating though and/or has given up things like that due to her profession but Her identity as a butch lesbian is meaningful to her especially since she's a trans woman, so it's definitely been a journey for her. It's hard to put exactly into words rn but ykno how your orientation still affects your personal life and feelings about other people even if you weren't actively on the dating scene? That's true for Delilah as well. I sometimes think she might also be gray or demiromantic as well but regardless, having a partner isn't relevant to her life situation rn and I don't think she could see herself trying to seek one anyway anytime soon. She's content with having her family and (very very) few friends. She's very introverted.

5 = how did you figure out your oc's identity?

Uhh I think it all came soon after I figured out her being a trans woman? I kinda simultaneously decided both she and Xerxes should be trans bc fuck yeah!!!! Lesbian was just bc. Vibes. And butch women go brrr and she had the perfect vibe to be that but her being ace does have some deeper thought behind it. Since she is a butch transbian I kinda wanted some spot of her character to be subversive and I know there's a bit of a gross stereotype around both trans and butch women that portrays them as inherently more sexual and perverse (glances hatefully at terfs), so I wanted to make her ace. I know and see the infantilism often aimed at ace people and I think we need more hardass cool ace characters. Obviously you don't wanna go too far in the other direction and imply asexuality makes someone cold and jaded but you get the point I'm trying to make with this (Tangent: wow I'm just realizing the dumbass shit ace people have to put up with, simultaneously being portrayed as innocent baby beans and also socially awkward cold jerks. Aphobia is a hell of a thing we just can't win can we)

Anyway.

Since she has an overall air of being strong and intimidating, and people could make assumptions about her sexuality based on that, I wanted to do something different there. I personally think aceness adds more interesting depth to her character as opposed to if she were allosexual. I feel like it all ties into an interesting complexity with her strong exterior and soft interior that I just really like. Queer women by beloved

Besides all that, I tend to lean towards making more aro than ace characters since I'm personally more aro than ace, so ykno, wanted to balance it out

Wanna Send me more?

#Ask game #Oc Pride #Delilah #Demon oc #Sorry this took a while as I said: fatally indecisive #Which is why I'd prefer people specify an oc but ah well #I know that's not always possible #Anyways Delilah <333

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wrecking-sequels · 3 months

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[Brand New Wheels]

The store had closed its doors since five minutes but there was still no sign of Baroness Boogerface at the station, so the wrecker waited patiently on a bench with Zangief. It was from him he would learn more about the much-talked-about arcade's new entry, which was apparently called Speedstorm.

According to the bearded 'villain' who had visited day-one, it was a new racing game, with impressive tracks and a ridiculously diverse roster of characters. While intrigued at the prospective to see new faces, the colossus was more excited for Vanellope, she used to whine often on how much the place 'needed' new motors.

When said cutie finally exited her game, she seemed lightly beat down in the spirit. It was something so subtle no one could notice except Ralph. "Kid, what's with that face?" Asked the big guy, getting up as soon as he saw her. "We only played three tournaments today, three!" The girl roared in response. "Uhh okay, you didn't get a lot of players today, big deal." He shrugged, causing her to groan in frustration.

"It's not normal.. My game always makes tons of coins. We hardly ever get a break." At that, Wreck-It simply smirked. "Ah shush, it is normal. Latest additions always take the spotlight for a bit. Speaking of which.. get a load of this, it's aaa new racing game!" Dude expected leaps of joy but ended up receiving only a horrified stare.

"It's another racing game?!" Her reaction puzzled the giant to say the least. "Isn't that positive? Thought you were dying to get to this day." She just ignored him. "I knew it.. i knew it! I could feel it in my guts!" Ralph frowned and shifted his gaze to the new arrival. Wow, even the snobbish mushrooms from Mario Bros were going in to peek.

"Name's catchy, don't you think?" Needless to say, Van did not appreciate his comment. "It's lame." Yeah, 'someone' was truly bitter, and that honestly amused Ralphie. "Oh come on now, a President needs to be more mature than this." The child just gave him a face. "Like you don't know being competitive is in my code, Ugh."

It was then a peculiar group of three came out of the new system to head towards Frogger. One of them had a weird suit of armor, its chest piece was so large Ralph couldn't help thinking he looked like a walking can of Cola. Next to him strolled a woman with raven hair and almond shaped eyes, laughing with some kind of mouse sporting white gloves.

So far that was the oddest bunch of newcomers Game Central Station had ever seen. If it wasn't for the textures on their suits, no one in their right mind would tell they were from the same game. "Whaat the heck..? People is seriously spending their money to play with them??" Yes, yes they were, lots of money.

"Well, that's mean. Not everyone can be designed an adorable candy child." Inquired her bud. "Ohh now I gotta know what their karts look like!" With that she sprinted off, fueled by her hope to discover a disappointing little world, and alleviate her anxiety. Too bad upon entering, something entirely opposite welcomed them instead.

That view was stellar. On one side you had a literal frozen kingdom, in the middle a futuristic zone, and on the other side some exotic island, volcano-equipped even. For joysticks' sake it was awesome! Her smile turned upside down at the speed of light.

Wreck-It himself was seriously impressed already but hid it for the small friend. "It's.. something." Well, at least until he spotted a track in the sky, between golden clouds. "Woah! Look at that!!" Fighting her own awe, Van faked a unimpressed shrug and teleported on his shoulder. "Just move those feet Jumbo.. Don't wanna be here all day."

It wouldn't take long to find what she was looking for. One large purplish veichel awaited them at the first area. It had wheels bigger than Ralph's feet. The child was in love now and she hated herself for that. "Son of a biscuit... this is a monster..!" Obviously those toddlers at heart begun touching the car everywhere. "Shiny!"

For a while it looked like no one was around to scold them, until an odd character with dot eyes glided over using his long ears like an helicopter, confirming further just how crazy folks here looked. "Hey hey! What do you think you're doing?!? Hands off!"

Both raised incredulous eyebrows at his sight. "Is that a flying bunny?" Asked the big man. "They are soo running out of ideas." Vanellope shook her head. "It's rabbit!" Corrected the creature just before touching the ground. "Okay Mr. Rabbit, easy. We're not Kart thieves or anything." Good first impressions..

The guy already had hands on his hips. "Name's Oswald, Oswald The Lucky Rabbit. And who might you be?" He sure knew how to make you feel welcome.. "Oh, I'm Wreck-It Ralph from Fix-It Felix Jr, and this here is Vanellope, ruler of Sugar Rush!" She raised a greeting hand quietly, not loving the way he introduced her like a proud father.

"Wait, Sugar Rush? That Karts game where everything is made of sweets?" Now the racer in blue was curious. "Affirmative." Confirmed the dolly with no hesitation, only to see Oswald wear a mischievious grin. "Ahh, keepin' tabs on the competition uh?" She instinctively glitched in emberassment for a split second. This was getting interesting.

#wreck it ralph #wir #disney #disney crossover #disney speedstorm #tumblr fanfic #disney fanfiction #writers on tumblr #chapter 2 #oswald the lucky rabbit

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kingofdinosaurs · 8 months

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20 through 25?

done some of these for gear but I'll go through for anything i wanna cover for other things!

20. part of canon you found tedious or boring

uhh... can i say yu narukami's moveset in p4au? idk i just cannot get into him and it's genuinely sad to me because he's my favourite guy but his gameplay makes me so mad. like

idk.

21. part of canon you think is overhyped

i... am well aware that i am often The Overhyper In Chief but even by my standards i think sometimes that people may be a little untruthful about how good p5r third semester actually is, and also just akechi in general. i don't even dislike the guy i just feel like people have put a lot of weight on him and i don't really... get it. like it's cool. 3rd semester is probably my favourite overall part of p5. maybe i just don't like p5 the way i used to. but i still think if you like akechi that much you should play other persona games and see if you feel that same connection there because there's quite a few guys who preceded him and i honestly like them better. this isn't even about sho, honest! this is about ken.

22. your favourite part of canon that everyone else ignores

this is the part where i do the ones ive already done for gear for other things! so obviously i have a lot of these. but i truly do believe that everyone should go like. watch a couple of the p4a story modes, then watch labrys', then go watch the endings then go read the ultimax manga or something (actually please PLEASE read the manga it's so good it's like the most complete package of the ultimax stories my only gripe is that it doesn't really give labrys much spotlight because it follows the p4 path). it's so fucking good i won't even force you to play a fighting game if you don't want to just. actually like experience the story labrys is from and draw some actually relevant art of her pulling from that new understanding! I'm STARVING! it's all just her standing somewhere in a generally cheery way i can't TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! GET TO KNOW HER! SHE IS MORE THAN A PRETTY FACE!!!

23. ship you've unwillingly come around to

... i wouldn't say SHIP, because i tend to view it as totally one-sided and a pipe dream in the story as well as out, but i find hazama/ragna really funny now as like a crush that hazama tries to bring up to him once, chickens out on, tells him something else, and is met with a "oh thank god. i thought you were gonna confess your love to me or something." and that's just the breaking point, hazama kills that part of himself immediately and never brings it up again because he's too embarrassed

24. skipping this one because i already answered it and i got nothing

25. common fandom complaint you're sick of hearing

i... think i also answered this one someplace? well whatever. i get being annoyed that they lean on the protein joke a lot for akihiko, but can you guys give the rest of his characterisation in that game a fucking chance!!! so fucking SICK of people going "wah wah akihiko got worse again after making that promise when shinji died" like wow maybe recovery isn't linear! maybe i think it kind of rocks that he wasn't just fixed and better! he lost yet another person and his response was to throw himself into anything he could to avoid thinking about it, and i think this makes sense for him and is a pretty decent way to handle the fact that he... sort of needs to have a storyline ingame? which needs conflict? anyway everyone leave me and postcanon akihiko alone in a room for a while. you are all scaring him.

#ask #gonna go back and tag the rest of them

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oolathurman · 1 year

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so uhh that was the first watch through, let's go over it again

enemies can interact with each other and the environment

still convinced that ganondorf somehow corrupted that arm of link's.

the large chalk drawings on the ground i love them they're SO gonna be puzzles

ok the spotlights seem to be in multiple locations so i'm betting it's for like. wayfinding purposes when you're in the air.

i wonder how long after botw this takes place?

seeing encampments near hyrule castle is so cool tho ahhh ARE WE BUILDING UP AN ARMY????

CUZ CLEARLY WE CAN FIGHT WITH NPCS PROPERLY NOW

giant cloud in the sky five bucks says it's also related to skyward sword shit

i should. probably finish skyward sword huh i never did whoops.

i got close!!!!

the way music is reversed and shit. while ganon's music is cued. mm.

like i know we saw evidence of the zonai last trailer but i'm still seeing traces of twilight princess. such as in this music.

ok so you can't see it very clearly in just a screenshot but

one arm is like. corrupted compared to the right. or the arms different at least.

this continues my theory that ganondorf corrupted link's arm

if he didn't i will eat my shoe

still fucking horny for ganondorf

OK YEAH LINK'S RIGHT ARM IS CORRUPTED IN THE NEXT CLIP, IN THE SCREENSHOT, IN THE SCREENSHOT ABOVE GANON'S ARMS ARE NOT PROPORTIONAL TO EACH OTHER

TELL ME THAT THEY DIDN'T SWITCH ARMS OR SOME SHIT

TELL ME TO MY FUCKING FACE

what is this SPARKLING that zelda's doing as she's falling

it's clearly related to the piece of amber or whatever it is she holds later in the trailer

i love the addition of quicksand in totk it's so 90s to have quicksand everywhere

this underground area where link's wearing the goron armor tho

it's not goron built, the architecture is different and i KNOW nintendo puts careful thought into that shit

but it's underground or otherwise not receiving natural sunlight

is this the temple in the ravine??? the forgotten temple or whatever????

AIRSHIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP

[cues mission impossible music]

heehee poncho boy

yeah you can def fight with villager and npcs now and i like that link's learned how to do the spinning spear trick that the bokoblins used in the previous game! that's such a fun touch

if this dragony npc is a zonai by god we are gonna introduce so much more furry bait into the fandom (i say this with amused positivity)

well we're getting so much more furry bait already with their existence but shhh

the tear shapes that they have under their eyes are the same as zelda's WHAT IS THIS. IT HAS TO DO WITH SHEIKAH RIGHT? SHEIKAH ARE THE ONES WITH THE CRYING EYE MOTIF. WHAT DO ZONAI HAVE TO DO WITH SHEIKAH.

wait a second i'm remembering this like. weird conspiracy theory i had when i played oot where a sect of separate sheikah who defected from hyrule were like. corrupted by magic and shit. i suppose i forgot bc it's been uhhh ten plus years but uh

eyes emoji

wait a second what's the zonai theory anyway

bc if my old conspiracy theory lines up with zonai then that means i came up with the zonai theory separately and--

well anyway

what is this script that's being used on the gears and walls in this next scene. it's a new language/script. it's not sheikah, it's not hylian. what is it. is it zonai as well. idr if the twili had a script.

KOROK BABIES IN THE BACKGROUND, ALWAYS THERE FOR LINK, THE HERO. ;U;

ugh the way this unseen npc dresses reminds me so much of. shit what's his face. the other twili person that isn't midna. him. the weirdo. i guess it's just how the clothes drape but i have so much thread on this spool for the conspiracy theory board ok.

that amber i talked about is around her neck THAT AMBER IS AROUND HER NECK also girl cute earrings!!!!

i will say that seeing link using magic 2 part epoxy to glue a shield to a sword is fucking hilarious.

does anyone recognize this rito from the previous game

was she(?) the (modern) champion's daughter or smth idr

HOW MANY YEARS HAVE PASSED

the corruption has spread to mount doom you KNOW this is gonna be a main quest

obsessed with this look yas girl oh my god i just noticed the additional ear piercings I LOVE IT

new 'hit the eyes' boss revealed in the thunder cloud

oh wait the arms thing was a torn sleeve

i mean we still see ganon corrupting link's arm but also i wanna see more of like how it connects

still horny for ganondorf

can someone give zelda a goddamn break like just fucking let her be with her gnc boyfriend already

#personal post tag i guess #totk spoilers

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princess-pill-enjoyer · 2 years

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Misc: Small changes on my page

Maybe I'm the only one that's super attached to my pfp now HAHAHA

It's one of my favorite pictures of Juice. Dude was just chilling Plus the hoodie cool I woulda jacked TF out that mess if I ever met him in person. I dont even care. It could be a whole ass concert going on and if I woulda saw it I would be TELEPORTING to get that shit 💀💀💀

Anyway, I'm gonna change it something different. It's a favorite sure but I feel like it's hard to tell it's him + it's not centered and that been annoying me ever since I noticed

it'll be between these. uhh i don't know how I'm gonna choose but I will eventually. don't ask me why I have that many pictures of him cause I couldn't even tell you LMAOO

Ah this is gon sound so pathetic and I know I'm partially this hype about him cause it's become something me and R mutually enjoy but I wish I coulda met him. I won't lie to me his music isn't so so groundbreaking as some make it out to be imo. But even with that.. I dunno. It was nice to hear something negative about drugs for once you know? A lot of artists I listen to that talk about that sort of thing make it like its a flex. Not to say he doesn't lmao. But I like that I can listen to one song about him acting like codeine is the most amazing substance ever known to man but within the next song acknowledge that his addiction is a problem even with it feeling like its helping.

Plus, I appreciate the variety in his sound. I feel there's this weird.. standard? i dunno. Im used to the sad songs always having to be slow and traditional instruments and all that. I like that I can jump into a slow song about him thinking about his past and then the next I can go into a hype song about him needing to change before its too late

I'm not religious atp and maybe I just haven't found the religion that speaks to me. But if the Christians were right about there being a second world where everyone just chills for the rest of eternity, I hope I can see him there. His songs mean a lot to me now. Some of being small, some of it being a huge part of me now, but overall I just wish I could give him my words of appreciation

Shit makes me really sad. I wish he would've had more time in the spotlight. He's still a household name anyway but it sucks that he can't see just how big he is nowadays

ah see this is why I never talk about why I like Juice cause everytime I do I circle back to him going too soon and I tear up. I'm glad he got to live a cushy life for a little bit at least. I know he got hella money just from Lucid Dreams alone

HA aww that reminds me of this one interview where he was just like.. yeah.. that shit wasn't a big deal like hat 💀

LIKE??'

mf you made one of the most iconic and recognizable songs of our gen and you gon fr say that

He also said he ain't even like the song like that but that I can't fault him on. He didn't get enough time to show his full scope smh. I wish he couldve made ore stuff so he could move past the dude-that-made-Lucid-Dreams title he had

I've gotten better with it but it's still CRUSHING to think about. Shit is still mindboggling

Edit: I ended up coming across this picture and it made the choice obvious. I feel like I don't have too too many pictures of him cheesing so it's always stood out to me. I remember at the time I didn't even like land of darkness like that but I kept listening to it cause the picture was so sweet. Dude looked hella happy :)

Tho.. mb for lying. was not the plan T^T

#misc

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Come On Barbie, Let's Go Party | Mimya

Date: Sometime between 4/17-4/20 Featuring: @madmagicmim Warnings: Just Tanya being a shitty friend :/

Mim and Tanya clash over Pip's impending birthday party...

TANYA

Tanya was sprawled on the floor of Mim’s dorm room, playing Matchington Mansion on her phone while she blasted punk music from a nearby Bluetooth speaker. There were some perks to modern technology, she supposed.

“What are you doing this weekend?” she asked idly as she slid the little candy tiles into one another. “Bex isn’t, like, having another party, right?” She tried to sound casual about it, but Tanya had started to get into a habit with these parties. If there was one happening, she wanted to go.

MIM

Mim had already burned through all her energy on Love and Pies and had moved on to through a chunk of Diner Dash Adventures whenTanya spoke up. Afternoons like this when she and Tanya could just pay games and listen to music together had become one of her favorite chill parts of her routine.

So she wasn't thinking as clearly as she maybe should have been about answering the question. "I don't know. It's Pip's Birthday thing this weekend, so I haven't been listening for other parties."

TANYA

Tanya snorted. “That’ll be a laugh, huh?” she commented, still swiping away at her game. She didn’t know much about Pip and Mim’s relationship, so she assumed Mim would be going just to see how lame it all was and maybe educate everyone on the evils of Barbie.

MIM

Mim missed that Tanya was being critical since she was only paying half attention as well. "Yeah, it'll be fun. Pip always throws crazy parties, and because it's Pip, everyone goes hard on the dressing up thing. I'm gonna need ages to get ready."

TANYA

Tanya assumed that, since Mim was going, she was going too. Even though she and Pip didn’t really get along (although the fact that he’d been the one to tell her Bikini Kill was making a comeback had increased her respect for him).

“I’ll probably just wear whatever. I’m not really a theme party person,” Tanya replied casually. “Anyway, he’ll probably be more pleased, the less competition he has for the spotlight.” Tanya rolled her eyes.

MIM

That comment was the first one that made her pause and glance over at Tanya. Sure, she'd dragged Tanya to a bunch of different parties and events in the past couple months, and she'd had a good time with her at all of them. But this was a little different, and she couldn't help being surprised.

"Oh, did Pip invite you? I didn't realize you guys had patched things up." Because yeah, while she might not know all the details, she knew things weren't great with them.

TANYA

Tanya looked at Mim quizzically. She had gotten used to being invited along to Mim’s parties, even if she hadn’t been the one to specifically get invited. Pip was a little different, because he wasn’t really on good terms with Tanya, but Tanya still wanted to go. Inexplicably. Or maybe quite explicably, because she liked going to parties with Mim, even if they were hosted by people she didn’t care for.

“Uhh, no, but I’m your plus one. I mean, Bex never actually invites me, right? Pip won’t care. He’ll be too busy running his Barbie cult.”

MIM

Oh. Well. Apparently this got awkward. Yeah, she definitely should have filtered what she was saying a little better. It as just, she didn't think this was the kind of thing she had to explain.

"Yeah, but Bex is throwing house parties. Those are different. Those are supposed to be open to anyone who isn't going to ruin stuff, and Bex said inviting people was cool. This is Pip's Birthday party, and he's the one who gets to decide who is there. If you want me to ask him I can." But that probably wouldn't go…great."

TANYA

“Since when you do let Pip tell you what to do?” Tanya said, looking up from her game, still acting casual even though it bothered her, the way Mim said she’d ask for her. Which didn’t make much sense. She didn’t even like Pip (that much). She thought this party looked stupid and juvenile and basically went against every principle she held ever. But she still wanted to go, or at least she didn’t want to beg for an invitation.

She rolled her eyes and went back to the game. “Forget it. It looks lame anyway.”

MIM

"Because it's his birthday? If he'd invited like, Phineas to my birthday I would have been pissed." She didn't get why Tanya was being so weird about this. Mim had been to other parties before that didn't involve Tanya. Uni parties were one thing, but she'd never even wanted to go to anything before.

Now it was pissing her off that Tanya was being rude about this, but she bit her tongue. It was her fault for bringing it up. She should have just said she was busy. Hopefully that was the end of it. "Yeah, forget it."

TANYA

Tanya didn’t say anything. She just kept playing her game. But she didn’t forget it either, like she had said she would. She just stewed in this totally nonsensical bitterness.

Well. Maybe not totally nonsensical. The truth was that Tanya was embarrassed. She knew the reason Pip didn’t like her was because she had intentionally antagonized him all of last year, and normally she didn’t stick around long enough to face the consequences of stuff like that. Was Mim friends with Pip? What if Pip talked shit about her at this party? What if everyone did? And once again: why did Tanya care?

Yikes. There was another thing Tanya hadn’t dealt with in years: teenage shit like this.

She got up abruptly. “I gotta get home,” she said, heading for the door without any other explanation

#mim #come on barbie lets go party

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iicheeze · 1 year

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hey just came in to say that you tagged your fic about the tsundere x childe as gender neutral, yet the reader gets called "ajax's girlfriend" and we get bullied by the girls?

UHH YEAH ABOUT THAT IM VERY SORRY again I was half asleep and didn't bother to double check 😭

also i made it that they get bullied by the girls cuz im pretty sure women dont rlly like it when someone dats basically never in the spotlight suddenly be in it because of a popular guy like childe. If it isn't im VERY sorry cuz i've personally experienced the unpopular person with a popular person situation and it ended up like that

if it isn't accurate, im sorry. It's just from my personal experience. Also about the gf term I already corrected it! Sorry if this ruins your experience and I hope this answers your question

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princessozera · 2 years

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Scientist MC; Mirror Realm

Inspired from @boozye 's writing, "MC is trapped in the mirror realm but isn't worried about it"! (Older Brothers) (Younger Brothers)

However, this focuses more on scientist MC inside the mirrors- they are a menace and I love them all the more for it. Not as joke-y as usual, tried for an unerved, slightly paranoid feel so heads up.

GN MC (switches from 3rd PPOV to 1st ppov)

Word count: 1.4 k

MC dries off their hair and looks around their room, still a little unnerved by the silence. Everyone was long asleep; even Lucifer had come to check up on MC one last time over 4 hours ago. The side effects must be lingering, because MC was reluctant to even lay in bed. So instead they went to their coffin bookcase and pulled out the notebook taped under the lowest shelf. They walk back to their desk, open it to a clean page and subconsciously choose a pen in their most comforting color.

Experiment Catalog 17: The Mirror Realm

Preliminary Notes:

This is what we in the field would report back as "impromptu experiment conducted under less than ideal conditions". Uhh so long story short, Solomon and I were fucking around with portals and when we tried to physically combine 2 spells it backfired pretty bad. Solomon was forcefully pulled into the 7 circles of hell and when I tried to grab him I was yanked into the mirror realm. Luckily I found my way to the House of Lamentation pretty quickly, and when I told them what was going on they were able to summon Dia, Barbs, and the angels.

Since I seemed okay, Barbatos and Simeon went to help Solomon in the 7 circles. He may be a strong sorcerer but even the 7 circles were going to push his limits, and with Barbatos and Solomon both gone, I was stuck in the mirror for a few days until they got back and recovered. I tried to find out as much as I could while I was on the other side, but since I didn't have my notebook I'm just going to try to write down as much as I remember.

Observations:

I could jump to, and appear on, any mildly reflective surface. Spoons, glass, mirrors, even water bottles under the right lighting. But the thing is, the clarity of the surface directly correlates to how I feel being in that "spotlight". A foggy mirror would make me disoriented, elongated and curved surfaces like spoons would make me dizzy- like vertigo.

There mirror realm is... flat. I couldn't go left or right, only turn in those directions. It was like I was walking a long, pitch black corridor with random spots of light surrounding me- these lights were the surfaces I could appear on.

There was also no "floor" or gravity for that matter. If I confidently took a step up like there were stairs, I would move upwards and reach higher spots of light.

Everything was kind of topsy turvy. The location of the spots of light didn't correlate at all with the location in the real world- there was a bathroom mirror and the planetarium glass right next to each other. I could jump from Asmo's hand mirror to Lucifer's study in 3 steps but need to walk for 10 minutes to reach my room again.

Speaking of Asmo, that first day he carried around a gilded hand mirror with roses and vines so I could visit him at any time. I was kinda loving my "Barbie and the Diamond Castle" moment.

I could speak normally but they said there was an echo to my voice.

The reflections of the brothers would only appear next to me when they were in sight of the reflective surface- accurate to height even if I could only see their faces through the "mirror". The reflections felt like real people- soft and squishy, made of skin at the minimum- but they were cold, quite literally. They didn't breathe and they didn't have a pulse. I made sure to check for mine, so I was never technically dead. That should count for something, right?

I tried watching TV with Levi for a while but there was something alluring about the shows he would put on. I could have sworn the characters were looking right at me. Since the show reflected into the mirror as well, it felt like I could just walk right in...

Beel tried to feed me, and while the food did appear as a reflection next to me, I couldn't taste it- I still pretended to eat because he seemed really worried.

I wasn't hungry, I was never tired and I didn't need to sleep in the mirror realm. The first night, they tried to stay awake with me, but they all eventually fell asleep. I walked around for a bit and watched them sleep peacefully.

I wonder if this is how Lilith felt.

When I got bored I went back to my room. I stayed there for a while, fiddling with items to see if I could get them to appear in the mirror or affect them in the real world, when I became acutely aware of someone watching me. I could have sworn I felt breathing on my neck, but of course there was no one there. The darkness and silence must have been making me paranoid.

I don't know where my reflection clone was.

I don't understand the logic of the mirror realm. People would always show up of course, but when animals were reflected, they were always scaled up (I hauled ass to a different mirror when a spider crossed the mirror, that bitch was 3 times my height 💀 Im never going to the attic again if Belphie isn't there)

There are gaps in my memory. Whenever the brothers thought it would be funny to cover the surface I was in and send me into the darkness, there is a little gap. Do you know in a videogame, when the character dies and they disintegrate, the screen going black before the character reappears like nothing happened? I know what that feels like now.

I think I'll try harder to keep my game characters alive.

I lost my concentration once and "fell". I really thought I was going to die. I must have fallen for over 10 minutes before I ended up on the lake by Diavolo's castle- I had recognized the reflection of the gazebo and that had stopped my fall. I wonder how long it would have gone on if I hadn't seen it.

Text looks weird but I don't have trouble reading it. It felt like one of those visual puzzles where as long as the first and last letters were in the right place, your brain automatically fits the right words to the image. The one thing I couldn't read where numbers- everything would go fuzzy the harder I tried.

Oh, and there was something else. It wasn't exactly a corridor. There were layers to the path- portals of light I couldn't reach and would require going in directions I could physically not move in. I thought I saw my human friends in one of those. In another I thought I saw the Celestial realm.

Dark surfaces were fine to cross, but when I crossed a black mirror, voices started whispering threats and loving promises in the same breath. I climb around those now.

I didn't want to ask for help, and I knew they didn't forget about me, but I really wish Solomon and Barbatos would hurry up.

One night I tried breaking the mirror from my side, just to see if it would do anything. Sometimes the entire room was reflected, other times only items I tried to grab. I never found the pattern. Mammon eventually came to find me, I told him I was just wanted to see how noisy I could be within the mirror. Mammon said it was very faint, even though he was only one room over. So if I was killed, I guess they wouldn't hear me...

Theoretically of course.

There was nothing in there with me after all.

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MC stares at the last line until their eyes burn. They look back up and catch a glimpse of the mirror across from their bed. They'd never been the superstitious type but ever since coming back they threw a blanket over it every night and when they were in the room alone. They close the notebook and tape it back into place before deciding to sleep with Belphegor in the planetarium. They've had enough of confined spaces for a while.

"I don't think I like the mirror realm all that much."

#the second i realized i couldnt see my reflection person would be when i start scrambling to get out as soon as possible #im not gonna fight a mirror me because I know theyd beat me up so fast #yes i included a picture of MCs room in game bc i promise I didnt just mention a coffin bookcase because I like dark/emo/goth aesthetic #omswd #obey me shall we date #obey me scientist mc #scientist mc #Scientist!MC

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simpalert · 2 years

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A shadows performance (shadowpeach fic). -----------------------------------------------------------------desc:mk and monkie king in human Disguise go to a show that was promoted on a flyer they found. Little do they know this show is run by a familiar shadow they both know -----------------------------------------------------------------

It was dark out but inside it was a light show, tons of purple and violet hues flashed at random intervals while a man in a suit with a purple tie sings and dances for the audience. The energy was high and excitement was every where, mk and monkie king in human disguise enter and make there way to the front so they could see. Mk with a big smile on his face says "isn't this great I'm glad there wasn't much trouble to get to the front" "yeah" replies monkie king, they start to watch the show and like the flyer said is was spectacular. Monkie king along with mk were watching the singer until he turned around and monkie king spotted a long black tail, it was strange and he pointed out to mk. Mk asked monkie king "do you think thats macaque?" Monkie king shrugged his shoulders and said "idk", they both brushed it off and continued watching.

Well it was true, macaque was on stage. He was have the time of his life, the spotlight was on him, the crowd was cheering. It was a dream come true, he then spots someone in the crowd. It was a ginger man with someone next to him that looked familiar. He shrugs of the person next to the ginger and decides to pick on him. While singing he points at the ginger man, making him jump abit and then get on the sing that the stage provided and swing over to him. He waited to he was at least eye level and booped his nose after that went back to stage.

This left the ginger, who was Monkie king a bit puzzled, but mk knew what was going down. " he's picking on ya" mk says with a chunkle "huh?" Asks monkie king, "yep some singers or profomers do that". Monkie king was gonna add onto that before he got dragged onto the stage by the singer, he looks out to see a sea of people and can only think " oh no". The singer was singing next to him as happy as can be and every one in the crowd was cheering, even mk. He froze and they only thing he could do was put on a awkward smile, all the cheering and singing was slowly turning to static and he could only think of all the eye on him. He held his arm with his hand and was basically stuck.

Meanwhile macaque was enjoying himself but was confused why he didn't hear the ginger singing, he turns his head to Whisper to him to speak up but then he saw how uncomfortable he was. While he WA looking at the ginger he see a long ginger tail, unlike Monkie king and mk he does not shrug it off. It was monkie king, he turned his head to think about what to do while putting on the act of singing like everything was ok. He decides to get through with the show and then talk to monkie King and mk later, he grabs monkie kings hand and that causes him to like at him. He smiles and Whispers "you can do this peaches".

Oh my gods, its macaque. He would pull away and run or engage in a battle, but with all these people watching and a show going on he had to sing. He started out quiet and gradualy got louder and then it was the end.

After dragging mk and monkie king backstage he angerly asks " what are you two doing here? " mk replies and says "look we didn't know you were hosting the show" "yeah" monkie king adds "we just saw your show on a flyer and thought it would be fun, we never knew it was you". Macaque sighs and says " ok that's A fair excuse, now get out"."alright" replies mk , A few steps out he says "ya coming monkie king?" "In a bit" answers mobile king. It was silent for a little bit till mobile king says "uhh you were really good" macaque was a bit surprised and confused at first then chukled and replied "not so bad your self, now shoo" "alright, alright, I'm going" says monkie king as he leaves. Macaque let out a pleased sigh, packed his thing , and went back home. All the while with a smile on his face.

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Had this idea in my head and wanted to share it srry if it doesn't make much sense

#lmk #lmk fic #lego monkie kid #lmk sun wukong #lmk macaque #six eared macaque #shadowpeach #🌑🍑#monkiekid #Kira rambles #Shut the fuck up kira #Kiras fics #Lmk no #Shadowpeach fic

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lisxdumbr · 2 years

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FUSION UNIT 07 — CRAZY:B × 2WINK.

▷▶Prologue (Liveblog)

"waaahh! I can't help it!! I haven't consumed enough calories, I can't think of anything that isn't rice!!!"

Yes I'm doing this. This will only be a liveblog, that meaning I'll just summarize the story and add a couple of personal reactions. It also means it's not proofread!! proceed at your own risk, take it with a grain of salt too

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SO. Prologue starts with Hinata greeting the producer! It's finally their time to get a FUSION, so exciting!!

Yuta is a bit nervous, a bit concerned and a bit irritated as always. but he's glad they're the last unit to get a FUSION. That's when he arrives

THE LEECH IS HERE EVERYONE

"Wait no more Anzu and twins! yours truly, Crazy:B are here!"

Yes, he's late. they're late. are we surprised? we're not.

So Yuta who was visibly irritated since before is like "FINALLY" but since Rinne doesn't seem to care, he curses him a little while whispering LMAO

Rinne: "huh? you said somethin'?"

Yuta: oh no! don't mind me, my bad, my bad ahahah ~☆

my little passive-agressive tangerine. I love him

A WILD NIKI APPEARES, he's basically like "uhh, hi? we're literally here? why don't you come into the room once and for all???" oh yeah, Rinne was speaking in the door frame blocking the entrance but he obviously didn't care LOL.

Rinne: "oh damn, I totally forgot about you guys!"

DID YOU JUST FORGET YOUR OWN UNIT IN A MEETINGHWWKFJ I'm not surprised.

THAT'S WHEN Rinne is still talking and "—UAAAGH!? WHO DID JUST KICK MY ASS!?"

LITTLE BABY APPEARS

Kokkokko, well, am I gonna be punished when you were the one that occupied the entrance forever?

Translating Koha dialect is hard pls have patience with me but that's the main idea (?) ALSO THE WAY I SNORTED WHEN I READ THIS, GET HIS ASS KOHAKU.

Kohaku apologizes with both Anzu and 2wink for the wait, Himeru enters the room after him, and explains that his work got a little delayed and ".......Amagi could you please sit down?"

dude he's like a child. head in hands someone punch him.

LMFAO NIKI CALLED HIM OUT AND OFFENDED RINNE'S EGO. he just replied with a "shut up! >:(" HWBQNQLQPSJQL

Rinne: "ok, so what are we gonna do today?"

Yuta: We're here to discuss the FUSION LIVE!? did you come here without knowing anything!?

HE'S AT HIS LIMIT BRUH, HE'S GONNA EXPLODE AT ANY MOMENT NOW.

DUDE RINNE HAS NO SHAME he's not even sorry, oh, and he overslept and that's why they arrived even latter 💀💀💀

OK Himeru pushing everyone to the actual subject of the meeting, thank you.

As always, we get to decide the unit that will perform first and all that. I chose 2wink because bruh, they had to wait for crazy:b they deserve this.

HINATA IS HAPPY, HE DOES THE LITTLE SALUTE JUST LIKE IBARA TAUGHT HIMHWBKF

Hinata: "I'm happy for all the support! Yuta-kun and I will try our best! /insert sparkling sounds (?)/ ✩ salute

Everytime Hinata says "ureshii" my heart sinks a little I need a moment.

So it's time to choose the center of the song, we go with crazy:b first.

Rinne obviously wants to steal the spot but both Kohaku and Himeru are very bothered by that since he literally overslept that day. they say he's not reliable at all so they don't agree. Himeru says "he's not worthy" oooohhh.

WHAT RINNE REPLI- I need to translate this wait

Rinne: you wretched servants! the leader decides what to do, so you shut up and obey me!

what. the fuck. I'm not surprised though part 164903

So Niki is very bothered by this, again, Rinne being a tyrant and him thinking he's not even behaving like "the oldest" there. yes, it's hard to believe it for me too, Niki

RINNE TOOK IT SO PERSONAL

Rinne: oh Niki! are you bothered by this? you should've said it before! I'll let you take the spotlight see? we'll make you use a bee cosplay in front of everyone to make the venue much more exciting ..... ☆

HE'S SAYING THAT AND SMILING SO POLITELY WHILE HE'S LOOKING AT NIKI'S CONCERNED FACE, BITCH

Niki panicking ahead

Niki: EHH!? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING RIGHT NOW!? It's okay! I'm sorry! I'M SORRY!!!—ghhh I hate this.

Dude I want to give him a hug. I love him so much

So Himeru says it's better that Anzu decides (yes, thank you lol)

I OBVIOUSLY chose Niki. HE'S JUST TOO ADORABLE?

Niki: Eh? So I'll actually have to cosplay....? well, if neesan says—oh, I only need to be lively? ahahaha, then I'll do it~! ☆

HE THOUGHT THE COSPLAY THING WAS FR I LOVE HIM. I LOVE HIM SO MUCJ I WANT TO SCREAMHQNDKNSLW

OKAY SO from 2winks side things are not promising either. Yuta says "I mean if you're the leader why don't you do it and that's it?" but Hinata is like "but if it doesn't matter then why don't you do it instead?" they're not reaching anywhere.

At some point Hinata suggests that both of them do it since they're the "two in one" unit after all but Yuta is absolutely mad at hearing that LOL let's remember he hates that concept because he wants to be a unique person and not only "a twin."

So Anzu chooses again, I chose Yuta obviously and he giggled in excitement, I love him

THEY ALSO LET ME DECIDE THEIR COSTUMES FOR PLAY TAG and I got to choose the Setsubun outfits, I'm gonna cry so much bruh.

So Kohaku and Yuta start coordinating schedules and everything and Niki is like :0 and says "oh as expected! experienced people are so reliable!" I love him so much, I'm going insane

SO Hinata asks how is their fusion gonna be? And Anzu has a demo already! so she plays it and Hinata likes it very much

Hinata: lemon squash cheers! sounds so good!

But oh no, you said the words Hina,,,

Niki: .... Lemon

Niki: gurrrrrk... (belly sounds) oh no

HIS STOMACH IS SO LOUD Rinne starts laughing at him as always. "damn Niki, your stomach is frickin loud!" HE'S SO CUTE. HE POUTED WAIT

Niki: waaahh! I can't help it!! I haven't consumed enough calories, I can't think of anything that isn't rice!!! ヘ（。□°）ヘ

HE'S EVERYTHING DUDE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH I COULD CRY WTF NIKI MY BELOVED.

So Yuta laughs and says he's actually hungry too, Hinata says the same so they decide to go to a trip to the cafeteria !! Crazy:B follows and they get to spend the afternoon there, yay!

Prologue end.

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DUDE translating is SO TIERING but it was worth it, the Kohaku kick and the Niki moments made it worth it. I'LL CONTINUE LATER, it's super late here lol.

#LET'S GOOOOO #dude this took like an hour wtf this is hard #I'll check if everything is correct tomorrow tho #I'm sleepy #ensemble stars #enstars #crazy:b #2wink #❝ ritz.tls !!#❝ ritz.txt !!#lemon squash cheers #fusion unit

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