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[puppetmaster13u]

Meme Prompt 12

[dandylovesturtles]

explaining the train of thought that got me to this would take way too much backstory but basically I had an idea and then I wrote it. I rewatched Scream recently so maybe that helps lol

cw: death (not of a canon character), mentions of blood and vomit

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The call comes in at a little after 2 AM, and he almost doesn’t answer because he’s busy.

But Leo almost never calls him, and it’s a singular enough occurrence that he picks up the phone and hits the button.

“Hello, you are conversing with Donatello,” he greets. “Make it quick, Nardo, I’m elbow deep in the tank’s engine.”

On the other end of the line, Leo is silent. Or, mostly silent; Donnie can hear him breathing, a little too loud, a little too fast.

Suddenly, he’s on high alert. He sits back from the tank, speaking more urgently into the phone, “Leo?”

There’s another second of breathing, and then, finally, in a voice that is too high and panicked to be his normal joking tone, he says, “Hey, remember when I sent you that meme about siblings who will beat the crap out of each other one minute and hide a body for each other the next, and I said, “us,” and you gave it a heart?”

Donnie blinks. Processes that string of words.

“I think I recall it,” he says.

“Well,” says Leo. “I need to know if that’s really us.”

Donnie stands up and keys in the command to swap battleshells to the jetpack.

“Stay where you are,” he says. “I’m on my way.”

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The body is male. Early twenties. About six two or six three. Caucasian. Wearing some ghoulish mask like the serial killer in a bad teen slasher.

Actually, now that Donnie thinks about it, there’s been stuff on the news lately. About a guy who likes to knife up co-eds. And Leo’s wearing his biggest, baggiest hoodie, and jeans, and in a dark alley like this it would be easy to mistake him for a normal, non-mutated human teen.

The puzzle pieces are all laid out for Donnie, but the picture it paints is pretty unbelievable.

Then again, he’s a mutant turtle who grew up in a sewer and recently fended off an alien invasion. His bar for believable is pretty low.

He takes in the body, slashed across the chest, ridiculous getup soaked in blood. Then he turns to look at Leo, curled around his knees against the wall. There’s blood all over him, too, but Donnie feels pretty confident that most of it is not his own. There’s a puddle of vomit nearby, and a dagger, and a katana, cast aside.

Leo raises his eyes to meet Donnie’s. “I didn’t know he was human.”

Donnie looks back at the body, and at the mask. Connects it to the dagger, which definitely isn’t Leo’s.

“Seems like he was a great guy,” Donnie says. 

“He stabbed my arm.”

“I meant it sarcastically.”

Leo laughs, high and reedy. Then he leans over and vomits again.

Donnie can’t help but curl his snout at that one. He looks away and waits for Leo to finish.

There’s a spit, then a sniff, then Leo says, “He stabbed my arm and I turned around and saw the mask.”

Ah yes, that. It’s pink and has a serrated smile. Little rubbery bits of slime and ooze. These things got popular after the invasion - they aren’t anywhere near the real thing, but in a dark alley, under attack, alone, when Leo had…

The puzzle pieces are there. Donnie doesn’t really need an explanation to put it together.

Actually, scratch that: he does need an explanation for one thing.

“Why are you so upset about this?” He looks back at Leo. “You took out a serial killer. Or a wannabe serial killer. At the very least a stabber.”

“I didn’t mean to kill him,” says Leo immediately. A little pleading. “I didn’t think that would… I didn’t know he was human.”

“He attacked you.”

“I could have disarmed him. I could have trapped him and let the police deal with him.”

“He came up behind you in this creepy mask and stabbed your arm.”

“He didn’t stand a chance against me,” says Leo, and it’s not swaggering and not boastful, but horrified. “It was like tearing paper, Dee. It was so easy.”

Donnie leaves the body to kneel in front of his brother. He puts his hands on his shoulders, looking him straight in the eye to make sure he listens.

“He attacked you, Nardo. He wanted to kill you. He made the wrong choice. Not you.”

Leo looks down, at the blood on his hoodie, and Donnie squeezes his shoulders until they lock eyes again. 

“He made the wrong choice,” Donnie repeats emphatically. 

Leo sighs, like he’s giving in, and a rueful smile grows on his face. “Thanks, hermano. But I don’t think the EPF is gonna see it that way.”

Ah yes, the good old United States government, and their hilariously poorly titled Earth Protection Force. Since the invasion, their existence had become known to the EPF, and they’ve been in an unspoken truce ever since. A “live and let live” holding pattern.

Unfortunately, Donnie has to admit Leo is right on this one: that this man is likely and most probably a serial killer won’t matter to the EPF. Killing any human crosses a line they won’t tolerate.

And so, there is only one solution here. The one Leo proposed when he first called.

Donnie is going to help him hide a body.

…Which means he is going to have to touch it.

Leo frowns at him. “Uh, Dee, what’s the yarf-face for?”

“I just realized how gross this is going to be.”

Leo laughs again, more than a little hysterical, and lets his head fall against Donnie’s plastron, the giggles shaking his shoulders under Donnie’s hands.

“That wasn’t a joke,” Donnie insists. Leo just laughs even harder.

Donnie scowls, even as he pulls Leo closer. “That meme really is us. I want to beat the crap out of you right now.”

Leo howls with laughter. Except it sounds a little more like sobbing now. Donnie gathers him up and holds him until he’s better again.

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Across the Hudson, the sky is turning pink. Donnie stands with Leo, watching the water that the body disappeared under.

They’ve already scrubbed the alley clean of any blood traces - his and Leo’s. He also had his drones bring gloves with the cleaning supplies, so they didn’t leave any fingerprints. At least Leo had the sense not to touch anything. And it’s not like the government has their prints on file, anyway. Donnie’s checked.

There wasn’t anything they could really do to hide the massive laceration that led to the body’s death. Short of melting it in acid, but both of them had dismissed that idea as soon as Donnie raised it. Despite what Donnie thinks of himself, he isn’t actually a stone cold disposer of bodies. The idea of melting it was too gross to think about.

Besides, it doesn’t matter if the body gets found, as long as it doesn’t get traced back to them. And Donnie doesn’t see any reason it should.

He’s already hacked any security cameras near the scene and made sure Leo doesn’t show up on any of them. Leo’s a good enough ninja to avoid that sort of thing, anyway, not that Donnie will admit it out loud. The crabs and fish will take care of the flesh and the katana’s mark. Leo destroyed the weapon itself in a bright blue explosion of ninpo.

“It’s kind of a bummer,” says Leo after a minute, “that the murders will go unsolved.”

“No, they won’t.” Donnie pulls out a phone, holding it carefully with his gloves. “He helpfully took trophy photos.”

Leo’s eyes go wide. “Dude, did you fish around in his pockets?”

Donnie can’t help but curl his lips. “Ugh, don’t remind me. It was a very unpleasant experience and I don’t want to repeat it.”

“What are you going to do with it?”

“Find where he lived and leave it there.” Donnie shrugs. “His body will turn up, or he’ll get reported missing. The cops will find it and everything will be wrapped up in a neat little bow.”

“Huh. Guess that takes care of that.” A pause. Leo shuffles a bit next to him. “You’re… really calm about this.”

Is he? Since the moment he got that phone call, he entered Fix It mode. He hasn’t really thought of anything else since.

“I don’t know if I will be later,” he admits.

“I’ll be there, if you’re not.”

Donnie hums an acknowledgement. There’s a weight against his arm, Leo leaning into him.

“Thanks, Dee,” he says.

“You’d do the same for me,” Donnie replies.

“Yeah,” Leo agrees. Simple as that.

[crepes-suzette-373]

"Defective Vinsmoke bros", now in Wano.

The text says something to the effect of "Tie Dye Brothers: Wano Chaos". Specifically, this kind of tie dye (it kind of looks like their hair).

I really need to finish the WCI scenes just to clear out the sad baggage before making more crazy scenes, but I keep on having wild ideas, so here we are. Maybe more Wano stuff later.

One thing for sure though: RIP Law's sanity.

They're still "off" even in Wano because they sometimes can go "off" for, like, many days. Not just a few minutes and hours. It's really random. That's how their hair get stripey. When they're off, the hair grows out blond, but then when they switch back "on" it grows in the rainbow colours again. So each hair strand are actually stripey.

(I think too hard about these things sometimes)

Man, all those fanarts with Yonji and Zoro making the Spiderman meme or being confused for each other aren't wrong. I got confused for a second while drawing this myself.

Also additional LOLs/thinking too hard:

*) The extensions are not streaked blond like their natural hair

*) Tuna cutting knives can be easily as big as katana, with some even going over 100 cm in length (this is about the size of an oodachi sword). In Shokugeki no Sanji, if Sanji had owned one of these he wouldn't need to borrow Zoro's sword, hahahaha.

Random long talk about the clothing patterns:

This drawing is kind of a remix of the 2019 One Piece kimono calendar, but I made the patterns more relevant to their powers instead of just traditional yukata/kimono patterns. And, well, Sanji is just wearing what he wore in the series.

Calendar:

Kabuki costumes inspirations (Wano has a lot of Kabuki inspirations anyway):

Ichiji's fire pattern is based on the costume of Narukami

Niji's cloud and lighting is based on Fuwa Banzaemon

Yonji's wheel patterns is based on Genkurou Kitsune or Kitsune Tadanobu (same character from the same play, but has two names in ukiyoe)

Random aside, the Tadanobu role is probably the most "iconic" of all Kabuki looks, it's what people tend to imagine when they hear "Kabuki". The pose, the makeup, the costume, everything:

[phightingheadcanons]

GO GO GADGET HEADCANON DUMP

- rocket is partially deaf due to his hearing being worn down from years of explosion damage

- boombox is legally blind since spawn and uses the visor to see; even without the visor, though, he has amazing hearing

- traffic is book dumb, but has a lot of street smarts; pwnatious is the opposite, being quite intelligent but without much wisdom due to their sheltered upbringing

- subspace has a forked tongue like a snake

- sword loves bullet hell games and rocket enjoys watching him play

- shuriken once wore a dress and platform stilettos to a phight to one-up scythe for the shits and giggles

- darkheart sometimes shows up in random demons' houses to put a singular fish in their fridge and leave

- vine staff knows acoustic guitar and piano

- sword gets along very well with birds

- skateboard wears fake horns with his helmet due to being self-conscious about the fact his real ones broke in a skating accident

- ban hammer loves dino nuggets

- the thieves' den roommates have mario kart nights; every time it ends in rage and broken property

- katana makes little wood carvings and gives them as gifts

- if provoked, medkit will insult you in the most flowery yet ego-obliterating way possible

- hyperlaser is like an ipad baby but 38 years old and exclusively for cat videos

- katana is tech illiterate and posts like a grandma on facebook

- mx bot once hacked a biograft and accidentally gave it the ability to feel emotions

- subspace randomly dms medkit with the most unhinged shit no matter how many times he blocks him

- she/he/it subspace

- scythe cannot play chess for the life of her. every time she breaks the rules she's like "it's legal 'cause i said so. now shut your mouth b'fore i git yer ass"

- ghostwalker is british

- icedagger uses a lot of filler words (like 'uh' and 'like') and has a slight stutter

- firebrand sends minion memes to the other deities

- traffic sometimes takes ghosdeeri and lightblox along on his adventures, especially being gentle and caring towards lightblox

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[blackjackkent]

Prompt fill for @astreamofstars from this ask meme: Lord Huron Lyric Prompts

Khalid (and Jaheira) - "watch for a sign in the midnight sky"

My first attempt at proper writing of Khalid! Deeply enjoyed this and I hope you do too. :D

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Khalid fidgets aimlessly with one sleeve of his armor, trying in vain to get the leather greaves to settle more comfortably in place. It is all new equipment, purchased out of his scant funds on his arrival in Baldur's Gate, and it has not yet had time to become fully broken in. 

Had he been able to bring his amlak armor from home, perhaps he would feel more comfortable now. Miserable though he was in Calimport's city guard, his armor at least had been very good, carefully polished and molded to his body from months of hard use. But it has been left behind, along with everything else about his old life - the corruption of his superior officers on the one hand and the disinterested cruelty of his father and half-brothers on the other. 

So here he is, for better or for worse - half a world away in ill-fitting armor, chasing rumors and wild hope. He has heard the tales of an institution where his skills would go to better use, a group of warriors who fight not for power and coin but for balance. Perhaps the Harpers will prove to be the true family he has been searching for.

The recruiter he spoke to - a furtive, laconic fellow with a hand always on his dagger - said Khalid measured well in conversation, but that the only real test of a new Harper was action. “Wait tonight in the square in Norchapel,” he had said with the ghost of a smile. “I will have some of my people find you near midnight. Identify yourself to them, and they will have a task for you. Prove true in that business and there may be a place for you among us.”

It's a cold night. The Norchapel square is empty and lit only by the ominous flickering light of the single streetlamp under which Khalid is waiting. Privately he is starting to wonder if this is part of the test - to hold to his patience in spite of the chill and silence - and if the task that lies ahead could in truth just as easily be done in daylight. But nevertheless he waits, just as instructed, as the clock in his mind slowly ticks from midnight on towards one o'clock. 

“Watch for a sign in the midnight sky,” growls a voice almost at his elbow, making him jump. He hadn't heard anyone approach. 

Then he steadies himself, swallows nervously, and gives the counter-phrase without turning around. “F-f-for by the m-moon's light, we unearth all s-secrets,” he says earnestly. 

His new conversational partner emerges out of the shadows and into the light of the streetlamp where Khalid can see him. He's a big, bulky human with dark skin and hair, broad and muscular, which makes it all the more impressive how silently he moves, his feet rolling heel to toe across the cobblestones.

On his left is a brass dragonborn with a pair of lethal-looking katanas and an incongruous cocksure grin. On his right is a young half-elven woman, about Khalid's own age, with a quarterstaff in one hand and an expression as unreadable as the stone wall behind her. All three of them wear the subtle silver pin of the Harpers at the fastening of their cloaks. 

“By the moon's light indeed,” the human says pleasantly, reaching out a hand for Khalid to shake. “You'll be our new recruit, then? Khalid yn Munir?”

Khalid hesitates as he releases the handshake. “J-j-just Khalid,” he finally says quietly. 

“As you wish,” the Harper agrees. He doesn't seem surprised; Khalid is no doubt not the first initiate to be leaving something behind. “My name is Vartan. This is Kambas and Jaheira,” he explains, gesturing at each of his companions in turn. “We are to accompany you on a test of your skill and commitment. Hold true and the Harpers shall welcome you.”

“Y-y-yes,” Khalid says earnestly. “I am ready t-to assist in any way I c-c-can.” 

He gets rather stuck on the last word and Kambas laughs softly, a rumbling noise like an avalanche. “Twitchy little thing, isn't he,” the dragonborn says. 

As mockings go, it’s far less malicious than the ones Khalid is used to; indeed, the Harper doesn’t seem to be saying it with cruelty. It’s just an observation, as if he was commenting about the weather. Khalid is already shrugging it off automatically - but to his surprise, the half-elf, Jaheira, stirs suddenly. She’s been watching Khalid in silence with deep, appraising intensity, but now nudges her companion with the butt of her staff.

“Do not be unkind, Kambas,” she says sharply.

The dragonborn’s grin widens and he lifts his hands defensively. “Just messin’ around, Jay,” he says with an air of affable mischief.

“Choose your targets with more care,” she says firmly, “and while you are at it, do not call me that.” She rolls her eyes and catches Khalid’s gaze; a subtle smile twitches her lips up at the corners. “You see you should not take it personally; he is a little shit to us all in equality.”

“So is maintained the balance,” Vartan intones, and Kambas laughs again.

Khalid feels himself start to relax, and smiles back at Jaheira. “I th-thank you for the s-s-support,” he murmurs.

For just a moment - almost as if in spite of herself - her smile settles into something less sardonic and more genuine, and he finds himself struck to inner stillness by the way it lights her eyes. She is a few years his senior and her face already bears the marks of whatever violence in which the Harpers have employed her, but the smile does a great deal to soften it, to show an edge of kindness beneath the cool front. She looks at him and seems pleased with what she sees.

After so many years flanked by various flavors of cruelty, he finds himself utterly captivated by that soft edge, that approval. He stares back at her and feels heat climb up his neck. His tongue, already given to betraying him, feels heavy as lead in his mouth and in that moment he’s not sure he could speak at all.

Then it’s gone. The moment passes; her eyes hood over again and she looks away from him towards Vartan. “Well. Shall we be about it, then?” she asks briskly. “Let us see what our new Harper can do.”

[hastings727]

I've Never Been so Happy for Kagurabachi

If you haven't heard of Kagurabachi, you've seen a meme of a fictional character doing this pose:

Before the manga even dropped, people had meme'd this pose and the upcoming new series from SJ to death. "THE GREATEST MANGA OF ALL TIME!!" it was jokingly touted as. And when the first few chapters came along, it was honestly pretty good. Not the greatest manga of all time, but good. Fast-forward from September 2023 and 46 chapters (and 3 pretty good arcs) to now, and Kagurabachi has won the Tsugi ni Kuru Manga award in the physical category. And honestly, it's easy to see why: Takeru Hokazono's art style, panel work, and character writing are all superb. He takes what is essentially a revenge story with a frown faced, edgy looking protag in Chihiro Rokuhira and really make you want to root for him. His magic system, while clearly inspired by Ki, does have some unique interactions with the other power system in this manga: Enchanted Blades. 7 enchanted katana made by Chihiros father, a world renowned swordsmith. Hokazono's art is multifaceted. They create beautiful, flowing full page spreads and large panels, but are also capable of creating some of the most *messed up* art this side of Chainsaw Man. To top it all off, there's also a level of playful... I don't wanna say lazyness, but you will occasionally find an almost "outside the margins of your math homework" character face doodles in certain panels, and it's so endearingly goofy and off model that I love it. It really speaks to how yes, this is a serious story, but we can have fun here.

[meowmeowmeowmeow4x]

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based on this prompt and the amazing fanfic "Wait I'm a Cartoon Over Here?!"

Ahem Damian flopped onto his bed, exhausted after having had to clean the bat litter once more, as per Alfred's instruction. However, that exhaustion was punctuated by an underlying satisfaction. Despite everything, he and Richard had succeeded. They made contact with Team Phantom (part of him felt dizzy and giddy at the notion, but he'd impale anyone who'd suggest it) and managed to keep Father and the others from combusting at the notion of their existence. Phantom had sworn up and down to never expose their identities, knowing just how important they are. ("You were my hero since I was 7, I'd rather eat Dash's underwear again than betray your trust!") If only he knew...

Speaking of whom, Damian clamped his hands of his ears as the girlish squealing in this room entered a fever pitch. He was starting to regret allowing Kent to enter the Manor while team Phantom were visiting.

"DANNY DANNY DANNY DANNY DANNY I'M SUCH A HUGE FAN OF YOU CAN YOU PLEASE SIGN THIS AND THIS AND THIS AND-" Damian could've sworn that's the spiel Jonathan had opened with about twenty minutes ago. Fenton, for his part, was doing his best to withstand the onslaught of super-powered pre-teen fandom.

He'd never be caught dead doing something so... debased. So petty and pointless as to gawk at a fictional character. He, the blood son of the Bat and his future successor.

"Come on Damian, aren't you excited too?" His heart rate spiked. Blast. How quickly could he break into Father's kryptonite vault...

"You sure you wanna mess him with right now? He really looks like he could kill you, and I read the issue where he tried to murder Tim."

Damian prickled, even felt a hint of shame knowing that Fenton knew just as much about him as he did, how shameful. No not shameful at all, why would he care about someone who probably wasn't even real. Damian moved to sit up and shot Jonathan the deadliest glare he could muster, an expression copy-pasted right off his Father's Batglare.

Jonathan, for his part, cowered behind Fenton. "You'd do well to keep remain silent, Kent, before I remind you that your life is as fragile as a dying rat." He all but spat out. However, instead of cowering further, Jonathan's lips curled into a devious expression.

Fenton's head bounced between the two. "Maybe this personal arc hasn't been published yet..." He muttered.

"Hey Danny..." Jonathan began, hesitantly. This could not be happening. Damian grabbed the nearest katana and lunged. However, his efforts were made fruitless as he passed through the duo like they weren't there. Dammit! "I know this is kind of embarassing, but we put in a lot of work and you're like my number two inspiration after my dad and we don't know how long you'll be here so., but you gotta keep this a total secret, like a total secret, you can't tell anyone."

Jonathan reached into his backpack. Damian swung his sword again. Anything, anything to prevent the inevitable. If this were allowed to happen, his life would be forfeit. Curse his hero this hero for being so overpowered. Where was the lipstick laser when you needed it? Or the fenton thermos? or the anti-creep stick, or anything?!

However, just as Jonathan was about to retrieve the forbidden contraband, a fist flew out and blew him away. "Woah what is this?" Exclaimed one Danielle Phantom. It was at that moment that Damian knew, there was nothing more that could be done.

~~~~~

Danielle rifled through the pages of the comic book that Jon was about to pull out (which, btw, was amazing! Danny might be into Nightwing and Martian Manhunter, but she could not count the number of nights she'd dreamt of flying with the Super Sons. Basically she was never gonna wash that fist again anyway) and was shocked to find the contents. "Yo Danny, have you seen this??"

Her template/brother/cousin/dad (his status is in a weird gray area at the moment) leaned over, eyes widening too.

For within her hands was the latest issue of the celebrated fancomic, the Secret Adventures of Danny Phantom, which circulated around this universe's social media forums and the schoolyards of Metropolis and Gotham. Danielle flipped through pages upon pages of lovingly hand-drawn panels.

"I didn't know we were a comic, too! I've never looked that cool before." Danny said, nothing the cover art.

"I dont think this is official, i mean, whatever official canon means these days. Look, there's no logo from the channel our cartoon's on."

"I can't believe I have fans who know enough about me to make a fancomic." Danny groaned.

"Oh shut up, Danny. you don't see me getting any fanart." Dani teased, until she reached the beautiful two-page spread of her, Robin and Superboy swooping in to save Danny from the GiW. Special attention was placed by the artist on her hair, and the unnatural glow of her ghostly eyes. Overall it was a very flattering picture. the real Dani's jaw dropped.

Danny turned to the gaping Jon, and the limp Damian, both of whose faces were drained of colour, looking even more dead than himself on a cold day. Realisation dawned inside of him. "Wait, did you guys make this?"

His interoogation could not continue furhter before Dani squealed with excitement. She phased out of the bedroom door in an instant before anyone could react, yelling in excitement about this amazing fancomic that Damian and Jon had made, like it was fate... Her voice was followed by one Dick Grayon's comment on Damian's evolving artstyle, before more joined the chorus. As for Damian? He rolled for 60d6 psychic damage, took 300, and lost the wlil to live. Jon was not far behind.

[shygirl4991]

Thieves must be punished

Summary: They were almost there, victory was in their reach, the notebook was just in the next room. All it took was one wrong choice, one wrong move for it all to end. Thanks @rabbitdemonlol for my inspiration 

Tags: Character death, possession, love confessions, WOTFI 2023, bad ending, angst, blood,

SMG4 pulls at the door panicked over hearing Mario coming in hot, Three was sick of this all they have done was run. He turns to Four “I’m sick of running away from this idiot!” Four nods letting go of the door. Three had a point Mario is their friend, they know him which means why run “Your right! Why are we afraid? It’s just Mario!” they both nod and decide they will bring the fight to Mario it's not like their avatar would really hurt them. Deep down Four knows his friend is still there, they just need to knock sense back into him. 

Mario burst through the door, Four had fought the plumber before and took the front. Three cheered on four as he got ready to fight, what they weren't ready for was just how far gone their friend is. Four starts swinging as they have  a boxing match, then a strange jingle starts to play through the speakers. Three looked around confused while Four recognized the song making him stop swinging “This song?” distracted Mario took the chance to take out his katana and slash at four. Three’s eyes go wide as he sprints to his partner “FOUR!” Everything felt slow for the meme guardian as he slowly realized what best friend did, he lands into SMG3 arms as the man lifts Four and runs off ignoring Mario's haunting laughter behind them. Four shakes touching his chest and seeing all the blood “T-three…” SMG3 shakes his head as he looks for a place to hide “Don't talk idiot save your strength, if you die i swear i'm coming after you to kill you myself!”

Finding a good spot he gently places four down,  he goes to check the wound and finds his hand shaking. Four gives him a soft smile as his eyes water “Three…i don't think i can make this.” Three shakes his head as Eggdog runs up to him handing him a towel to use, he places it on the wound pressing down in hopes to stop the bleeding. Slowly Four reached for Three’s face, Four was already finding breathing to be painful he needed to get his words out “Three…listen to me please,” Three looked into the man's blue eyes seeing them water up, breaking his heart. “If i don't make it…i want you to know my feelings, Three…i love you,” Three couldn't believe his ears as he stared at the weak man in front of him. His own eyes now water as he leans forward kissing Four “I love you to, and you will make it i wont lose you not now not ever.”  Eggdog brings a first aid kit he found, Three searches frantically hoping to find something to save his love.  He clenches his fist, the wound was too much and Four has lost too much blood if things kept going four would die.  He pulls four close hugging him, Four starts crying in his arms “I want to go home..” 

Three nods wiping his tears “Don't worry baby, I will get us home just stay with me okay?” Four’s eyes were starting to fade as he felt himself getting cold and ready to sleep, he knew what that meant he had seen movies describe death just like that. Three kept looking for something to save Four not seeing the guardian slowly slipping away behind him. Mario chuckles at finding them “Thanks S M G 4 your blood helped us find you!” Three turn glaring at Mario “YOU FUCKER! WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM AREN'T WE YOUR FRIENDS!?” 

Three hears a thud and turns, shaking his head “FOUR!” he runs to the man's body shaking him “FOUR! BABY! No..NO! TALK TO ME PLEASE!” the more he shook the body the more it was hitting Three, his partner and ex rival is dead. Marty walks up next to Mario smirking at the sight in front of them as the jingle from before starts playing, the avatar sighs then looks at Three “oh, don't worry three, Marty has something special prepared for you.” 

Looking up from his partners body he growls at the plumber and cardboard in front of him “FUCK YOU!” he wasn't going down, he will live and he will do it for both him and Four. He takes out his gun and fires only to be blocked by Mario's katana, the avatar smirks as he dashes towards Three. Mario kept getting close to cutting the man lucky for him years of being SMG4 rival he has gotten good at avoiding attacks. That's when the lights go out, Three squints in the darkness growling. Suddenly a TV screen lights up in the distance, Three points his gun unsure what was going on. He hears Mario laugh as he stands near Marty “Ready to see what we have planned for you?” SMG3 fires his gun for the TV to vanish. No matter what he won't give up the fight, then he felt cables wrap around him. Before he had a chance to escape he was knocked down and dragged away into the darkness. 

Three crew members were getting worried, Four told them that they would be gone for a couple of hours but it had been three days. Getting together Meggy led the crew to the casino, that's when they saw it. A casket with SMG4 picture on it, Tari then screams making the crew look in her direction as there was SMG3 covered in blood, crying. Meggy runs up to him “THREE! WHAT HAPPENED HERE!?” The man's body began to move like a puppet with a hidden master moving his strings. He was going to attack Meggy only to be saved by Melony, seeing this Mario comes out clapping with a huge smirk “Hello, Marty has plans for everyone!” 

[chaotickasugaicrows]

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AU Master List below (manga spoilers abound, also some of these have very little compared to the rest)

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Bird and Slayer Swap | The Kasugai Crows are now demon slayers and vice versa (ie. Tanjirō is a crow and Matsuemon is his slayer). Three Heroes AU | No one understands this AU. It has caused several headaches. It is a monster. Best summarized as a combo Danny Phantom, Max Steel, and Slugterra AU.

Training Dragons AU | Based on How To Train Your Dragon. Mostly just adding dragons to the Demon Slayer world. Sort of.

Charm Warriors | Tanjirō, Zenitsu, Inosuke, Genya, and Muichiro make deals with the fae. Pros: Magical boy transformations and powers. Cons: enemies that want them dead. Nogitsune | After 400 years, the few demons that survived Muzan's defeat no longer have to worry about the Demon Slayer Corps. Unfortunately for them, Sumihiko Kamado has access to his ancestor's katana and no qualms about being a vigilante. Friendship is Magic | Aoi came to Ponyville to finish her Magic Thesis. She did not sign up for making friends, defending Equestria from Nightmare Moon, and rescuing Prince Yoriichi. Yes, this is a My Little Pony AU. Demon Zenitsu AU | Canon adjacent. As Zenitsu and Kaigaku start to fall into a somewhat comfortable brotherly dynamic, an unfortunate run in with Upper Moon 1 upends their lives. Now, with one brother a demon and the other a demon slayer, they search for a way to cure Zenitsu without alerting the corps.

Void Born, Sun Bound | Demon Slayer characters in a world and story based on the video game Hollow Knight.

What is Righteous? | Maybe a fic, maybe a comic, or maybe a mix of both. Kny AU based on Grandmaster of Demonic Cultivation (MDZS) and its live action drama The Untamed.

Welcome to Demon School! Zenitsu-kun | An AU based on the animanga Marimashita! Iruma-kun. Zenitsu’s parents sell him to a demon in exchange for wealth. Somehow, instead of dying, he ends up adopted by the demon Jigoro who was looking for a grandson. Unfortunately, most demons consider humans a delicacy so Zenitsu must do his best to pretend he’s a demon like everyone else and survive his new school (he can’t escape school, even in hell.) Good Intentions | Muzan Kibutsuji lost his entire family except for his little brother Kagaya who was turned into a demon. Now he's on a mission to cure his brother and kill the Demon King, Tanjirō Kamado. Sunforged Sword | Years before, a war was fought against the Lord of Demons, Muzan. He was defeated and sealed away by the goddess Hylia. That seal is now breaking but as evil rises so too shall a hero emerge. The stage is set. The players, willing or unwilling, have their part in this tale. Pick up your blade, Tanjirō, for the Legend of Zenitsu is about to unfold and your destiny is tied to it. (An AU based on Legend of Zelda: Skyward Sword.)

Sticks and Stones | An Avatar: The Last Airbender AU featuring Kokushibo adopting Tanjirō and Nezuko, Fire Lord Muzan being an evil dictator, and Avatar Zenitsu on a roadtrip with Genya, Aoi, and Inosuke.

Blood of Hinokami | The goddess Hinokami intended on blessing the latest sun breather in his fight against demons. When she realizes Tanjirō is her descendant, she awakens his latent abilities instead.

[fangbangerghoul]

92, 97 and 100 for ghoul and Anton 😈

oooooh myyyyyy

definitely tagging @thatsgoodsquishy0 for this one lmfaooo

ok, ok under the cut (i did my best)

100. Make a Meme

97. How do they wake their S/O up? Is it difficult to rouse them?

Ghoul: well first of all, he is not my significant other and second, it depends on if i even like him when i wake up

Anton: I don't remember signing up for an interview. What is the meaning of this? She isn't even.... that's not the point. Did you let this... *hand gesture and an insult to the interviewer in Russian* in?

Ghoul: I thought you did. Aren't you the one who likes to talk about himself all the time?

Anton: замолчи (shut up)

Ghoul: Look who doesn't have manners now. Excuse him, he hasn't had his aurora today.

92. There's a puddle in one's way. What does their S/O do?

Anton: We have made it clear we are not significant others. What kind of questions are these?

Ghoul: Jump in it. *wide smile*

Anton: If you ruin anymore of my clothes, you will owe me your life, kotehok.

Ghoul: *rolls her eyes* You still owe me a katana.

[blaacknoir]

Black Noir, Snapdragon, if you please.

Snapdragon: Deception, grace

Was this only supposed to be four hundred words? Whoops.

People assume that spending all your time in your uniform is a "supe thing." And why not? Almost all the other supes do it. You can't recall seeing any of them out of uniform, not that that's saying much. If you've learned any of your teammates' Christian names, you've long since forgotten them. People assume that you are the costume, that you are the name, and for the most part, it's true. What they don't realize is why For some supes, it's that they want to escape who they were before the name--maybe they were gawky, or poor, or anxious. Others simply like the thrill of the spotlight, seeing it as a sort of acting. Some enjoy the name recognition that the outfit brings, others enjoy the identity that they've crafted for themselves. For you... it's practical. At the beginning, you hated putting on the armor. You hated the way it hid you, the difficulty of movement in it, how long it took to put on. But as time has passed, as you've.... changed.... it's become easier. You enjoy blending with the shadows, you enjoy reading others while staying a blank slate, and thanks to years of practice, it no longer takes you three hours with an attendant to get dressed. Most of all, as you've trained, as you've gotten stronger, the armor no longer feels like a stiff prison; it has become a part of you, and you move silent as silk, stealthy as shadow, a blade in each hand. Someone spots you, and in a single fluid motion, her throat is slit. You catch her glass before it has a chance to shatter on the floor and set it down gently. You drop out the window, now inside the compound. Two guards: one with a cigarette, one with a gun. The man with the gun moves to investigate where you dropped out, but you've already slid behind his partner and slit his throat. His cigarette falls to the ground, and the formerly-smoking man clutches futilely at his throat. He turns and tries to beg the man with the gun for help before dropping. The man with the gun jumps back, swinging it wildly, trying to find you. You grab him by the head and force him to the ground--barely an effort at all. Each hand grabs a part of his jaw and you rip it apart, leaving him unable to scream. You move back inside, leaving the dead man out in the cold desert air. Voices: two men. You can hear them discussing... -- A catch phrase? Terrorists have catch phrases? You recognize one of them from your pre-mission briefing. He's Naqib, a supe. Your target. You sidle up behind Naqib's friend, who's not a supe--and silence him mid-word. That's when Naqib sees you. There's a moment where you lock eyes, whether he realizes it or not, and you hear him shout something in Arabic. A blinding white light, an incredible sound, and chunks of you--both flesh and plastic--are gone. You remain unmoved. Locking eyes with Naqib for the last time, you unsheathe your katana and remove Naqib's head in a single motion. He has no time to even react. Your wrist twitches and you have your fingers twisted in Naqib's hair before his head has a chance to hit the floor.

(Did my own writeup of this part.)

Ask meme

[shiningstages]

don't worry. i'll do the rest. djeets....from narmaya.....(guy whos not writing her atm

meme post | @dawningsky

Stabbing her dual swords into the earth to steady herself, Djeeta tries her best to stand her ground, even as it all wobbles beneath her. Mixtures of sweat and blood mixing together as it trickles down from both the cut on her forehead and the gash in her shoulder - her shower later was going to hurt, but it wasn't like pain was the issue here. The issue was that she couldn't get her footing, and she needed to move; needed to be fighting with her crew. They had all been fending off wyverns for what felt like millennia, and just when the knights assured them that the whole village was safely evacuated, of course that's the comfort she needs to make her slip up. The slightest relief; the briefest distraction - the screech of a beast to bring her back to reality, turning to meet claws and fangs way too close, and her life once again flashing before her eyes. A familiar gaze that made her sick. Blocking her chest and the scar that rested on it out of pure instinct, she's sent flying with cuts and slamming into a tree to get bruises, the wind knocked out of her and the sky turning dark for the briefest moments. But no, she had to get up. She's been beaten up worse; been through worse. Wake up; struggle upwards; regain your breathing; complete the mission; defend the people; defend your crew -

She finally hears Narmaya's voice once the ringing in her ears stops. The next thing she realizes is that she's panting; gasping for air, unable to get a good intake in. She's gripping at the hilts of her swords so hard her knuckles are bone white, and she's shaking like a leaf. God...what a good "captain" she was right now. No, no, don't think that. Something inside her wages a brief war of it's own, with Narmaya's voice on the winning side, bringing Djeeta down from her moment of a panicked adrenaline high. Both of those energies start draining from her body, gasps turning into gulps of fresh air until she finally starts to level out a bit, and grip on her swords...still tight, but relaxed enough.

Ah...the wyvern that attacked her is dead. Good job Narmaya...she'd have to pat her head later. Her thoughts are slower than her sight, and by the time she thinks that, Narmaya is already poised in front of her. Katana in hand, already in one of her signature fighting poses, and then saying that...Djeeta coughes out a laughing. God, she's so cool. She should definitely take her out to dessert too. All of the crew after this, actually...they all deserved it. Her strong and fantastic crew.

Half-lidded gaze and a smile finally forced back onto her lips, even with blooming pains radiating over her body, Djeeta settles into a comfortable kneel. "Then...I'll leave the rest to you, Big Sis." She hopes she sounds just as cool, even if her peppy tone mixes with her scratchy and strained voice.

[oneinathousand]

I kinda predicted the future with this meme I made and posted onto the F-Zero subreddit two weeks ago:

And now with the new F-Zero 99 Version 1.4.0 update they've added in emotes, and they reaffirmed the change they made to Samurai Goroh in Super Smash Bros. Ultimate by changing the SNES comic artwork to remove the Japanese imperial flag:

So now that they've done this twice, I bet you that if they make a new full-fledged F-Zero game after 99 that they'll do it again. If they ever re-release GX, I'm not sure how they would handle it since Goroh's in a few pre-rendered cutscenes, I doubt they would go to the effort to meticulously edit the symbol out a la 4Kids, I think they'd either leave it or change it if they felt inclined to remake the entire game from the ground up, which they wouldn't do just because of a flag symbol, I'm sure.

I'm not the type who would go complain online that Nintendo's gone "woke" for changing Goroh's design and I'm not upset in the slightest about it, but I will say that it did make sense for the game and SNES comic version of the character to wear the flag symbol so proudly on his forehead. I mean, does a character that rude and incompetent strike you as the kind of guy who would be sensitive to historical context? He's been consistently portrayed in those mediums as a loser, so you can't accuse the character of glorifying Japanese imperialism. But if some people just don't want to see the flag in a Nintendo property regardless of its context, I would understand.

However, the one time that Goroh wearing the symbol definitely wasn't a good look was in the anime GP Legend, where that version of him is supposed to be a super badass anti-hero honorable thief with a heart of gold who can cut missiles in half with his katana and also has a smokin' hot wife and all that. The usage of that symbol in this case is like American media where there's supposedly lovable rascal characters who've got the Confederate flag plastered all over, it's giving mixed messages. You just know anime Goroh would go "heritage not hate uwu".

Side note, if they do make a full-fledged new entry with all the racers when Hell freezes over, I really hope they either cut Dai, San, and Gen from AX out entirely or completely redesign them, I tell ya when I heard their voices in their post-race interviews I was gobsmacked that a game made in the early 2000's could get away with that. If they do totally cut them out, though, I hope they keep the Pink Spider machine and give it to new characters because that design rocks.

[accidentalsoravoice]

Update on my Left 4 Dead 2 Mods

This time I'll throw in a whole comprehensive list (it's under the cut so it doesn't take up your entire feed, because I installed an obscene amount of mods)

Characters

Nick - Shadow the Hedgehog

Rochelle - Makoto Nijima (Persona 5)

Ellis - Sora

Coach - Master Chief

Bill - Simon "Ghost" Riley (Call of Duty)

Francis - Walter White

Louis - a Minecraft version of Benny from The Lego Movie

Zoey - Mipha (Zelda: BotW)

Zombies

Common Infected - monkeys

Hunter - Senator Armstrong (Metal Gear Rising)

Spitter - Shrek

Boomer - Otis (Barnyard)

Smoker - Fred Jones (Scooby Doo)

Charger - Terry Crews (yes, the Old Spice guy)

Jockey - Glen Quagmire

Witch - SCP-096

Tank - Bowser

Weapons

Guns

M16 - ACR (Call of Duty)

AK - FN SCAR-17

SCAR - FAMAS

MAC10 (silenced SMG) - silenced UMP-45

Uzi - Kriss Vector

MP5 - PPSH-41

SG 552 - MG42 (Far Cry)

Pump Shotgun - Pump Shotgun (but from GTA)

Chrome Shotgun - random shotgun from Counter-Strike, but with Asiimov

Tactical Shotgun - Tactical Shotgun (Fortnite)

SPAS-12 - AA12

Military Sniper - Barrett M82

Hunting Rifle - M1 Garand

Steyr Scout - M1903 Springfield

AWP - Bow (Minecraft)

Pistol - FN Five Seven

Magnum - Smith & Wesson .500 (Resident Evil 4)

Grenade Launcher - Mentos-powered Pepsi launcher

2. Melee

Fire axe - Axe (Animal Crossing: New Horizons)

Baseball Bat - Naofumi's Shield (Rising of the Shield Hero)

Cricket Bat - Shield of Wrath (Rising of the Shield Hero)

Crowbar - Nokia hammer (I am not kidding it's literally just a Nokia on a stick)

Frying Pan - Frying pan with Kirby's face on it

Golf Club - just a sword

Guitar - none

Katana - Murasama (Metal Gear Rising)

Machete - random sword and shield from Dark Souls

Nightstick - Kylo Ren's lightsaber

Pitchfork - plastic fork

Knife - Butterfly Knife (TF2)

Shovel - squeaky hammer

Chainsaw - Pochita

3. Throwables

Pipe bomb - Electrode (Pokemon)

Boomer bile - Jarate (TF2)

Molotov - literally just the Autism creature

Music/Sounds

Horde alert sound - Prowler meme sound (Spider-Man: Into the Spider-Verse)

Healing sound - "Holding Out for a Hero" by Bonnie Tyler

Getting hit by a Tank sound - metalpipe.mp3

Shoving zombies sound - various Super Mario World sound effects

Saferoom fanfare - Final Fantasy VIII victory fanfare

Saferoom music - File Select (Mario & Luigi: Superstar Saga

Ridden by a Jockey music - Gas Gas Gas (Initial D)

Pummeled by a Hunter music - It Has to be This Way (Metal Gear Rising)

Horde battle theme - Bowser battle theme (Super Mario World)

Tank battle theme - Bellumbeck battle (Zelda: Phantom Hourglass)

Escape music - Finn McMissile's theme (Cars 2)

Credits music - Jump Up, Super Star (Super Mario Odyssey)

Dark Carnival concert music

Live & Learn - Sonic Adventure 2

Won't Stop, Just Go! (Green Forest theme) - Sonic Adventure 2

Live & Learn (30th Anniversary symphony ver.) - Sonic Adventure 2

That's the Way I Like It (Metal Harbor theme) - Sonic Adventure 2

Animations

Healing animation - breakdancing (doesn't work with Shadow/Nick for some reason)

Hunter pummel animation - rapid punching (now you see why that song from MGR plays and why it's Senator Armstrong)

Items

Medkit - Drip Goku body pillow

Pain Pills - crystal meth (I'm not joking, it's just Heisenburg blue crystal meth)

Adrenaline - coffee

Propane tank - Bowser Bomb (Mario Party 2)

Miscellaneous

The Ferris Wheel in Dark Carnival is now a giant statue of Garfield t-posing

Jimmy Gibbs Jr.'s car from Dead Center is now the magic carpet from Aladdin

Explosions have the "MY LEG" soundbite from Spongebob in them

[hoshizorax]

if you think that kentaro isn't going to eat cute themed foods and desserts, you would be horribly mistaken. he will gladly take and eat anything. hello kitty? eaten. rilakkuma? eaten. pusheen? eaten. doesn't matter at all. he will eat it. also, yes.. he works out and keeps his figure.

i imagine satoru being the one to call kentaro "kenny" and him absolutely hating it. correcting him until he just gives up and accepts his fate.

kentaro uses his katana to imbue his cursed energy with it. his domain expansion is lethal as once it is cast, not only does roots hold the target down.. but when he stabs someone with his katana.. roots and flowers rip through their body and tear them apart inside out from his sword. it's why it's called dākuyuri (dark lily).

if you have kentaro's phone number, you clearly are close enough to him to get weird texts from him. he is unashamed and unapologetic in weird thoughts and texts you will get from him at 3 am.

kentaro has a plethora of memes at his disposal. he can and will send you a bunch of them if you need cheering up.

kentaro's domain and powers are very centered around tree roots and flowers. sort of like hanami. the moon is also a huge factor as well. the night is when he's most active and his cursed energy is very powerful. don't be surprised if you see him undressed and can see the root-like markings on his body that show how much cursed energy that runs through him. if you've seen survivors of lightning strikes, it looks like that.

kentaro is the type of person that people think isn't very strong. like his powers aren't much but then they watch him in a fight and are heavily surprised. depending on how much your muse knows him, they could see him as silent or very isolated. even a goof ball. but when it comes to fighting or exorcising curses, he takes it seriously.

kentaro is a 28 year old virgin. never been kissed or anything.

kentaro writes poetry. you may see it, you may not. he does not make it known that he writes poetry. he doesn't make it known that he does a lot of things because that's something he enjoys keeping private. maybe he loves submitting poems anonymously on forums. taking in compliments and criticisms alike. figuring out where he can improve without drawing a face to the literature. maybe, just maybe, you will receive one when the time comes. to enjoy his writing and think back on him.

kentaro, first time in america finding really good restaurants. finds a place called texas roadhouse. is absolutely the one that falls in love with the rolls and literally eats almost all of his bodyweight in that and ends up making himself sick. still craves texas roadhouse rolls.

to those that think they don't want to corrupt this precious bby.. he's already corrupted. he used to get into bloody fistfights with other teenagers when he was also a teenager. cursing them accidentally as well. his parents also died in a tragic accident. this man is silent and calm for a reason.

kentaro is recognized as a special grade 1 now. he was a grade 1 in school but with him not being as strong as a special grade (in certain terms) he was given this recognition once he graduated. he can conjure a lethal domain which is rare and difficult but it also takes a lot out of him once done. his black flashes aren't as rapid as yuji's. he's got to maybe 4 or 5 at most.

kentaro unknowingly got dākuyuri from his biological father.

not only does poor kentaro have the gojo bloodline but he also has the kamo bloodline. poor guy, honestly.

there is a bit of an ability that i finally ironed out in my head. while he can do it within his domain expansion, depending on the intent he can brand people with a curse when he touches them. the grade of curse depends on how angry/irritated he is. mild irritation are very low level curses. severe anger are special grade. it's basically a lure. it's not something he makes known.

[laindir]

Me, staring listlessly into the void as I add yet another checkmark on my list of accidental-cursed-shitposting-tweets-turned-canon: /inserts [benafflecksmoking dot jpeg meme]

Lol while twatter fandom is collectively losing it over how Yuuji is willing to ingest anything—even the remaining Death Painting wombs since he’s now akin to a walking cursed object imbued with remnants of Sukuna’s own cursed energy—so that he can continue to fight Sukuna and try to save Megumi; I the fool, apparently share similar cursed brain cells as one (1) demon Cyclops Cat. I can probably make a bingo card for all my cursed tweets at this rate lmao

To be fair, Akutami has been planting his flags and hints everywhere and I spend too much time overthinking random details. Also, I’m bad at dodging Apollo's dodgeball ! Jokes aside, and moving forward with the plot: I’m guessing from here on Yuuji may eventually ingest Sukuna’s last five fingers, and if he and Maki can figure out a way to trap the bulk of Sukuna’s soul into... idk, one of Megumi’s finger (the right index finger with the small cut we saw before, perhaps?), or Maki can somehow sever that part of Sukuna’s soul from Megumi body using her Split Soul katana, allowing Yuuji to ingest it so that he can fully cage Sukuna back within him again… it's a possibility.

Since Angel and Hana are still (thankfully) alive and seems willing to help, Gojou may also be freed from Prison Realm soon enough down the road.