#I will cosplay Nick and no one can stop me

[toournextadventure]

the city can wait

Summary: You had promised your girlfriend one night of not disappearing. Of course, it just had to be on the craziest night of the year.

Word Count: 2,6k Warnings: swearing, drug and alcohol mention Pairing: Vada Cavell x Reader

Halloween. The one time of year where you didn’t really have to hide anything, you could roam around the city, only making excuses to leave instead of why you were dressed… a certain way. Not that your girlfriend ever really seemed to notice. It was probably the single greatest thing about her proclivity for weed; she never noticed.

“How does it look?” The woman herself asked as she finally stepped out of the bathroom and into the small apartment living room.

“How-” you covered your mouth with your hand “-how did you sneak that into the apartment?”

“How did you not notice it?”

Your mouth closed with a snap, and you nodded slowly. That was a very good point. How you had managed to miss a bright pink bunny costume was beyond you. Maybe it was because, much like you, Vada was a random variable. There was never any way that you could prepare for something she did, so you had quit noticing the “weird” things.

“At least you’re cute,” you said with a shrug and a smile. There was no point in arguing when she was right.

“I know I am,” she said with her own smile that took over her whole face.

God, she was adorable. Yes, she was grown, and yes, she was wearing what would technically be classified as a children’s costume. But did you care? Hell no, she was precious. If anything, it made you love her even more. Her childish side kept your head above water when things were getting tough, and you wouldn’t trade it for the world.

“Are you going to keep staring?” She asked. “Or are we going to that party?”

“Let me grab my mask and we can go,” you said.

You practically hopped up from the couch, stopping just long enough to kiss Vada on the cheek before running to your shared room. It was stupid to hide your mask in the closet of your room, you knew that, but it was easy enough to play off. It’s a cosplay, you had explained the first time Vada had found it. It worked. She claimed you were just weird enough for it to be believable.

Which was a little rude, but beggars couldn’t be choosers.

The mask still smelled of smoke from the week before. A smell that you were starting to become numb to. Hell, if Vada hadn’t brought it up the next day, you wouldn’t have even noticed. What did you smoke last night? She had asked. Because it wasn’t weed. You couldn’t remember which bullshit answer you had given her, all you remembered was that it was enough to get her to drop it.

How often, you wondered as you worked your way back to the living room, had she noticed something was off? It wasn’t like you were the sneakiest person around. If she behaved the way you did, you hoped you would notice. There was no way to not notice the bumps and bruises and unusual “work” hours. Well, you really did work, but that wasn’t the point!

“You’re so slow,” Vada called from the living room. “You’re the worst Spider-man ever.”

“I’m sure you could find worse,” you called back as you finally saw her again. Her smile never failed to get your heart racing. “Nick wouldn’t even get up to help anyone.”

“That’s why you’re the one I keep around,” she said. She reached over and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of the apartment that you hoped was locked. If it wasn’t?

Well, at least you knew a good superhero.

“You don’t keep me around for anything else?” You asked once you were both downstairs and walking down the crazy streets of New York City.

Everyone was dressed up for Halloween. There were kids running around, adults seeming tired even though it was barely 7:30, and teenagers and college kids acting like they owned the place. Which they kind of did, but it was fine. You and Vada were one of those college kids, so you couldn’t really complain. At least everyone seemed to be having a nice night already.

And hopefully not causing any trouble.

“I mean,” Vada started, “I guess you’re a good kisser too.”

“I am?” You asked. The smile on your face was… rather humiliating.

“But only when you’re not running off to go who-knows-where,” she continued.

Oh. Well that wasn’t as exciting.

“Speaking of running off,” she said when you both pulled up to the apartment building. She pulled you off to the side and stood in front of you.

God, just looking into her eyes? You loved her. Everything about her. From the sparkle in her eyes to the goofy half smile that she would get when she did something a little silly. It was in the soft yet needy way she held onto your hand, almost as if you would run away if she let go.

“No running off tonight,” Vada said, pulling you out of your admiration.

Right.

“I wouldn’t dream of it-”

“-I mean it,”  she continued, gently jabbing her finger into your chest. “We haven’t had a full night together in months.”

You sighed. Maybe she was right. Each time you had attempted to set up a night with Vada, something serious had gone on around the city. Hell, there had been serious riots just the other week! But you wouldn’t argue that you were getting into the nasty habit of running without any hesitation.

Perhaps you weren’t quite so good at balancing hero life and personal life. At least not like you thought you were.

“You may be Spider-Man tonight,” she said, her tone already turning softer, “but the city can wait.”

Oh, if only she knew.

“Yes ma’am,” you said anyway.

“Pinky promise,” she said.

If she wasn’t trying to act so serious, you would’ve laughed at the insistence when she held her small fist in front of her, pinky finger attempting to stick straight up. She was hindered by the rabbit gloves, but it was the thought that counted. See? That was another thing you loved about her. You may have lost most of your innocence, but she had enough for the both of you.

“Pinky promise,” you repeated, reaching out with your own hand and locking fingers with her as best you could.

“Seal the deal,” she said.

You rolled your eyes, but couldn’t help the smile on your face. It wasn’t going to stop you, though, as you leaned down and placed a light kiss on Vada’s lips. Her hands attempted to grab the front of your suit, but she was thwarted by the giant gloves. You nearly choked on a laugh but managed to keep your cool. Mostly. A little. Okay, you laughed, but it was fine!

“Come on, Spider-dude,” Vada huffed, “let’s have some fun.”

Surprisingly? You did. Not surprising in that you didn’t enjoy parties, or being with Vada. Hell, being with Vada was the best part of your life. Any time with her was a good time, and you would do anything to stay with her. But it was surprising in that, for the first time since discovering your, uh, condition, you could relax.

For the first time, you weren’t spending every second wondering if someone was being hurt, or if there was something you could do to help. You didn’t have that desire to swing between buildings, looking for even the slightest indication that something was wrong. No, none of it was on your mind, and you could finally act your age. You could be a normal kid.

Until you couldn’t.

“Did you two see this?” Mia asked as she came up to where you were sitting with Vada on your lap.

“See what?” You asked.

“Put it away,” Vada said instantly before Mia could hand her phone over. “You pinky promised.”

“I just wanna know,” you tried to argue.

“You’re not actually a hero, you know,” she said.

Oh, if only she knew.

“But I am nosy,” you tried to defend. Tried being the key word. “Let me see.”

Vada groaned loudly, but didn’t bother stopping you from taking Mia’s phone from her outstretched hand. The news app was opened to display a fire raging in what appeared to be a residential building. At the top of the screen, the banner read “Queens apartment fire still ongoing.”

Your stomach dropped. Were there people trapped in the building? If the fire was still raging on, did the fire department need any help? Surely they couldn’t handle it all on their own, they probably needed a hand. After all, who better to find trapped civilians than you? It would only take about 20 minutes, then you could get back and spend the rest of the night at the party like you were supposed to.

Vada shifted on your lap. Oh. Right. You couldn’t just leave. You had made a promise that you wouldn’t leave all night. And as silly as it might seem, you didn’t take that promise lightly. Even though she turned it into a joke and something that wasn’t really a big deal, you knew otherwise. Thanks to the shooting, Vada hid most of her “serious” feelings, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t see the subtle ways she showed them.

“That’s a shame,” you finally managed to say, handing the phone back to Mia. “I hope no one gets hurt.”

You felt Vada’s arms tighten slightly around your shoulders.

“Wow,” Mia said with a slow nod. “I thought Spider-Man would rush off to help.”

“Yeah,” you said, chuckling humourlessly, “but I can’t help anyone if my girlfriend kills me.”

“Good answer,” Vada said before placing a sloppy kiss on your cheek. She was far more into PDA when she was drinking.

You loved it.

What you didn’t love, however, was all the crime and chaos that apparently decided to wait until you couldn’t leave. Fires, robberies, shootings, everything that could happen? Happened. Each time Mia walked up to you and Vada, your heart jumped into your throat before you even saw what was on her phone. And each time, you had to fight every instinct in your body to rush out and help.

And Vada always gave you a kiss immediately after.

The kisses made you feel a little better about internally saying no to leaving. Vada would get the biggest smile on her face and pull you down for the kiss. She tasted of cheap alcohol and questionable chasers and the tiniest hint of weed. But she was warm, and her lips were soft, and each kiss had you more and more convinced that you just needed to take her back home and remind her how much you loved her.

By the time you were both attempting to leave the party, you didn’t even feel so bad about taking the night for yourself. You weren’t even paying attention when Mia came back up to you and Vada for the last time of the night, phone in hand and news app open.

“One more for the New York Chaos?” Vada asked.

“Ending Halloween with a bang,” Mia said with a shrug.

Something at the back of your mind told you to look at the phone. To see how bad it was. The night was practically over, you had kept your promise and had stayed throughout the entire party. Would it count as breaking the promise once you were out of the apartment?

But you felt Vada’s hand squeeze yours, and you looked at her. She had pulled the hood off her bunny suit about an hour ago, claiming it was too hot. Her hair was slicked back with a few strands sticking to her forehead, but she still looked absolutely stunning. She was your Vada.

“Leave it to New York to let the crazies out tonight,” you said without even taking the phone.

Mia smiled. “Stay safe going home.”

You both bid Mia a goodnight, promising to stay safe, before Vada led you out of the apartment and back to the streets. It was a quick walk home, a little quieter than normal thanks to the alcohol coursing through both of your bodies. But it was comfortable, and you were happy. Truly happy. It was a nice feeling.

“Tonight was fun,” you said when you closed the apartment door behind you while Vada started pulling her costume off.

“See what happens when you stay?” She teased.

“I know, I know,” you huffed, letting out a sigh when you tried to move. The suit was chafing.

“I have to admit something,” Vada said. There was a tone to her voice that you didn’t hear very often. A tone that meant trouble.

“What?” You asked.

She licked her lips before biting her bottom lip. You stepped forward, placing your hands on her hips. Whatever it was, you didn’t want her to think you were upset with her. Clearly something was bothering her, or at least making her think twice. You weren’t going to make it harder than it had to be.

“You know all those news reports tonight?” She asked slowly.

You nodded.

“None of them were… real.”

“What?” You blurted out before you could even stop yourself.

“They weren’t real,” she repeated with a nervous giggle. One that she only used when she knew she was in trouble.

“What do you mean they weren’t real?” You asked, doing your best to keep your voice level.

“We were testing you,” she continued.

“For what?” You asked again.

“I know this isn’t a cosplay,” she said, pulling lightly on the collar of your suit.

“You-” you exhaled harshly. What did she mean, she knows? There was no way. You weren’t the most sneaky, but you weren’t stupid. How could she possibly know? Maybe you were just a really committed cosplayer, did she ever think about that?

“No one coincidentally disappears before every disaster in the city,” Vada said. Her hands smoothed your suit down, resting on your shoulders. They were soft. You loved the feel of her hands.

She knew. She knew. Oh god, she knew. What were you going to do now? Was it going to put her in danger? She said “we,” did that mean Mia too? Oh god did that mean both of them were in danger? They were both trouble on their own, let alone when they were together. How were you going to keep both of them safe?

“When did you find out?” You asked, ignoring the fifty million other questions running through your mind.

“A few months ago,” Vada said with a sheepish smile. “Mia was over when you snuck in and passed out on the couch in the suit and mask.”

Oh.

Oh, maybe you were stupid.

“I kinda think it’s hot,” Vada continued when you still couldn’t find anything else to say. “Have anything that would be fun in bed?”

You looked at her in shock for only a moment before lifting her up. Her legs wrapped around your waist before she rested her hands on your neck and leaned down to kiss you. You didn’t have to look to know where the bedroom was. If she wanted to learn a few things, then you would show her.

The city could wait for one night.

[ohmtoff]

you made me think ab nerd nick too damn much its concerning. imagine jerking him off while he yaps ab his geeky stuff, stuttering and his words slurring when you squeeze around his tip

ANON…. youre actually my soulmate how did we think of the same thing (nsfw)

nerdy nick who’s far sighted so he regularly wears his glasses that make his eyes look bigger and just adorable. his wardrobe consists of graphic tees and hoodies that fit him awkwardly and his hair is most of the time disheveled.

nerdy nick whose budget goes to cosplay and comic con because those things are expensiveee and his brothers try their hardest to support him by helping him make the costumes (imagine nick unironically doing the anime hands thing around chris and matt and they try not to cringe LMFAOOOOO).

nerdy nick who yaps soooo much about his interests, from lord of the rings lore to his fav doctor from doctor who. i can just IMAGINE him making video essays complaining ab the new live action avatar series and how it doesnt hold up to the original series.

nerdy nick who’s the same sassy and witty guy as we know but he also puts that energy to defend his fav characters on the internet. best believe he has a stan account. many of his tattoos are dedicated to his comfort characters as well.

nerdy nick whose interests look innocent to others but behind closed doors he regularly reads and writes the most sheet gripping, back arching, toe curling smut about his fav fictional men. erwin from aot, thorin from the hobbit, ALL of jujutsu kaisen. he furiously stroked his dick to the thought of getting fucked dumb by nanami.

nerdy nick who acted normal and talks about regular stuff when he first met you but when he gets comfortable with you he immediately starts yapping. you think he’s just the most adorable thing when his eyes light up when talking about all his interests. you don’t even know what he’s talking about but your attention is hooked. nick, however, was used to people pretending to care about what he’s talking about so he stops himself.

“i’m sorry. ugh, i always talk too much, that was weird and boring”

“no, no, it’s fine. so… uruk-hais are bred between orcs and humans?”

nick wanted to suck your dick right then and there.

having sex with anime playing in the background was not rare between you two. one time, you both were watching an episode when you got distracted by how his tongue was peeking out with concentration. you noticed how fat his tongue was and how red his lips were. those same lips were wrapped around your cock not long after that. nick was gagging and moaning around it, his eyes bubbling up with tears streaming down his flushed cheeks as he jerked you off from the base. saliva would drip from his mouth, running down his chin as he struggled to take everything down. he was still wearing those same glasses, sliding down his nose from the sweat. he looks up at you with those big puppy eyes, tears running down his face. the sight makes you groan and shove your dick further into his throat. you thought he looked absolutely beautiful with cum streaks on his glasses.

nerdy nick who sometimes rambles too much and in these times you love teasing him. “come on, baby, tell me more,” you whispered to the back of his ear as he writhed and thrashed on your chest, pants gone and his swollen cock red and dripping as you squeezed the base. “time- time lords have two hearts, so,” he lets out a pathetic whine, “so the doctor never dies, he—mmnghh—they instead regenerate into a new body-AH-“ you squeeze and dug your thumb into his leaking tip. his chest heaves and he pants like a dog. “fu—uck, please, please, please. i wann- i wanna cum, oh please.” you think he deserves it so you quicken your strokes and let him cum. his mouth releasing unintelligible noises while those beautiful blue eyes go cross eyed.

nerdy nick who becomes your person and who you will go to endless comic cons with, watch a new series with, and who eventually will turn you into an even bigger nerd than he is😩🤞🏼

a/n: i wrote this without pause wtf

[felassan]

BioWare Blog post: 'Unveiling The Veilguard: Cast and Characters Detailed at San Diego Comic-Con' [July 31st]

"San Diego Comic-Con has come to a close, but not before delivering mountains of Dragon Age fun for the amazing fans in attendance. The highlight of the week was the panel we hosted on Friday featuring some of our cast of companions who – in conversation with host Lucy James – shared new insights into their characters and revealed even more lore about Dragon Age: The Veilguard. We also joined our partners at Dark Horse on the showfloor for fan signings, giveaways, cosplay photoshoots, and more. In case you weren’t among the lucky attendees who got to experience this year’s convention in person, don’t worry – we’re here not only to recap all the action but also to share photos from throughout the weekend. Everything kicked off Wednesday night with the Dark Horse booth opening and some giveaways. Our team also enjoyed a celebration of Dragon Age with our partners at Fandom on Thursday night. Then on Friday came our panel “Dragon Age – Meet The Heroic Companions of The Veilguard,” which featured voice actors Zach Mendez (Lucanis), Jessica Clark (Neve), Nick Boraine (Emmrich), and Ali Hillis (Harding) and highlighted the heart of every Dragon Age title: the companions. The panel opened with a bit of background from Creative Director and 16-year BioWare veteran John Epler and Creative Performance Director Ashley Barlow, who helped to cast and direct over a thousand conversations and brought hundreds of characters and storylines to life."

"As Epler explained, Dragon Age: The Veilguard sees players embark on a perilous quest to face powerful Elven gods and stop the apocalyptic destruction they’re unleashing. You’ll step into the role of Rook, battling on the front lines alongside a deep and compelling cast of companions who together comprise The Veilguard, a group of heroes who have come together to stop the veil from breaking and bringing about the end of the world. Rook must become the unexpected leader who can rally and unite the group. Throughout the game, you can explore the detailed storylines of each companion, navigating love, loss, and complex choices that influence your relationships. “Companions have always been such a big part of this franchise,” Epler asserted at one point during the panel. “You’ll navigate some of the most compelling individual storylines you’ve seen from BioWare. I’m really excited about the bonds players will form.” Barlow later added, “I feel like you can fall in love with any of them. Everyone that has touched this project has put a piece of their heart into it and into all of the different characters you could cross paths with. I know for me at times, in the companion stories, it seemed like I was watching a scene out of my own life. It’s a powerful feeling to have something or someone to relate to on screen.” Meet the Cast With that, the panel shifted towards the companions themselves, as well as the actors who brought each character to life. First up was Zach Mendez (Horizon: Forbidden West, Married Alive), who voices Lucanis: an expert assassin of the Antivan Crow faction. Bloodthirsty, calculated, and a workaholic, Lucanis was raised with high expectations and fears disappointing those he loves. To him, being an assassin is his only job and identity to be excellent at. “As soon as Zach was cast, he deep dove into Dragon Age and read everything he got his hands on. He did it all to create that depth of character you can really feel,” Barlow remarked. “Zach’s a comedian, he would easily find the humor in anything Lucanis was saying. And sometimes I’d have to remind him he’s a deadly assassin and to stay bloodthirsty, but I think he found this cool way of finding the light in the darkness.”"

"“After I finished [The Wigmaker Job], I realized this might be the coolest guy I ever get to play,” Mendez said. “What struck me was his mind is as dangerous as his knives. He’s constantly attuning himself to the kind of shifting terrain of every mission. And also, he’s kind of hilarious. I mean, if you look at his relationship with his cousin Illario in The WigMaker Job, they’re constantly giving each other crap. But there’s a lot of love there. So I got to pull from my relationship with my brother, because we love each other dearly but we can be ruthless with each other.” Mendez also revealed to fans that, in addition to voicing Lucanis, he actually recorded lines for a variety of other characters, including the Grey Wardens. “I can go ahead and play a bunch of characters, so I had to really steep myself in the understanding that, okay, the Grey Wardens go through a lot to actually do what they do. They make a pretty intense bond. So, I tried to bring that as best I could to the physicality… I cannot wait to see how it plays out the game.”"

"Following a few more quips from Zach, the conversation moved to Jessica Clark (True Blood, Pocket Listing) and Shadow Dragons rebel Neve, a cynic with a heart of gold who cares deeply about helping people and never leaves work half-done. She also has ice powers to halt an enemy or take advantage of the environment. “I’d describe her as the working class hero trying to make her hometown better,” Epler commented. “I love her loyalty,” Clark shared. “I love her dedication. I love how much she loves Docktown and its people and how she really sees a different vision that I’m into, as John said, and then what’s previously been depicted, and she’s really really fighting for those people and she loves those people.” Clark also commented on her experience with the casting and recording process: “Even though [the cast members] were all separate disembodied voices a lot of the time, we really all bonded. I know in a lot of projects they’re like all ‘we love each other,’ but we really do! And it just evolved so organically. There was something magical about it just being our voices in the beginning.” Full of Character Next up was Nick Boraine (Call of Duty: Modern Warfare, Black Sails), who plays Emmrich – a sincere, friendly, and scholarly necromancer who comes complete with a skeletal assistant, Manfred (voiced by Matthew Mercer of Critical Role). “He’s part of the Mourn Watch,” Epler explained, “an elite group of necromancers who are revered in Nevarra, but outside it, they are odd at best and evil at worst. He’s your well meaning but oblivious academic – assumes everyone has an academic’s curiosity, so can be pedantic on select topics.” While Boraine agreed, he found another aspect of the character even more remarkable: “I love the fact that the writers took Emmerich and explored the whole idea of death and the whole idea of necromancing by bringing kindness into it. I really responded to that and got into that and I know it sounds crazy, but it’s to not have this idea that death is vulgar or something to be terrified about, but something to actually engage with on so many levels. I just love the fact that the writers had the courage to do that in a game like this.” Barlow chimed in to share insights from her time working with Boraine: “Nick encompasses Emmrich; his sophistication, and eagerness to teach and learn, his hot nerdiness. Often Nick is just playing off of someone making a sound, and he takes it and internalizes it and gives it meaning and care, which is amazing to watch.”"

"Finally came Ali Hillis (Mass Effect 3, Naruto) and everyone’s favorite dwarven scout Lace Harding, who returns with a big heart, positive outlook, and some unexpected magical powers. “The world’s changed a lot in the time period since Inquisition,” Epler observed. “She returns as an excellent scout and archer, and has been leading teams through the wilderness while covering friends in battle.” “My favorite things about Harding are the little things like she loves her mom,” laughed Hillis. “You know, she loves to write letters home and she’s always talking about her mama’s stupid stuff like that. I love that relationship. She likes plants and raising plants which is inspirational since I kill them. But just the texture they add to the characters. That’s in general, but for me, it’s those little things that really kind of give me a bunch of stuff to work with in my brain.” Barlow effused, “Ali brought a weight and a history to this project as an anchor of the series. There was a growth to Harding. She’s a veteran now. She’s a trusted voice at the table, and the writers did such a great job of integrating her with the new team and finding the relationships with each of the unique characters.” Photo Opps Our panel ended with a crowd Q&A, but SDCC was just getting started. Our team spent the rest of the weekend giving away posters and exclusive Discord pins, signing those posters, and of course, meeting fans out on the show floor. Footage of the full panel should be available in a couple weeks, so for now we hope you enjoy these photos of our favorite SDCC moments! We’ll have more to share next month – including a new roadmap, more looks at the game, and our official release date (!) – so don’t forget to follow our BioWare and Dragon Age social channels. – The Dragon Age Community Team"

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[wonderble]

...is it bad that i'm kinda curious about the weird stuff you saw when looking for that comic link

I was kinda morbidly curious too, which is why I clicked through them. Not a huge merch person (my income isn't as disposable as much as it is "gee, i like eating") so I really never looked it up. However, fair warning , the expressions on the toys are --

Maybe they need more fiber in their diets?

Oh Mikey, we're in for it now ...

It's just my opinion, but if Rise was dependent on selling action figures and merchandise to keep its cartoon going (rather than the actual numbers of people watching it) well, erm, oh geez. ...'

Judging by ONE amazon search (putting in the key words "Rise of the teeange mutant ninja turtles" and trying to weed out Naruto and various non-rise turtles - ninja or not) it's not surprising the series was in trouble?

Take "Bug Busting Leonardo" for example. (It comes up nearly first on my search.)

It's not well articulated. Why is he holding two hoses instead of being packaged with his odachi? Once he lets them go, he'll look like he has two butt antennae.

Also, the kids can't exactly take apart his "costume" and play with him outside the "bug busters" context. And his expression .... eugh boy. This is a shame because the series itself is renown for its expressions and movements ... none of which you can recreate with this toy.

Compare it to 1980s Leonardo (which amazon also recced on the same search ...)

A lot more poseable, friendlier expression, comes with his signature weapons, AND kids can use their imaginations outside of one context/episode ... yeaaah. 2012 Leo model kit (SAME amazon rec) Also stacks up much better.

It's like they didn't even try to make RISE appealing to any age group. there were quite a few action figures, but none of our boys look very playable. Though ...

NGL, I am amused that the "shell hog Leo" has his stripes painted on the helmet. His bigger eyes in this also helps? But people are charging 84 dollars for it? OMFG no. I need to eat this week.

Then there is the infamous stampers set, complete with Shroomed up Mikey :

They all have quite a look. Right Donnie?

Anyways, most of the other stuff are party favors, stickers, bookbags and t-shirts.

I admit, this party set is not bad:

The paper masks are not bad either, TBH.

However, since I clicked on the masks, amazon thinks I need to go cosplay turtles now.

And boy, the world of turtle costumes get REALLY weird (and scanty) and what made me think about making a post in the first place. Go search at your own risk (I would include more I am running out of allowed images).

Most costumes are for the 1980s or 2012 versions. If you wanna RISE well, there are no sexy costume versions at least. Yay? But you can get their weapons? And poke an eye out?

I guess I would want to be Donatello? Maybe? It doesn't look right without the googles. Instead it looks like that old series, Fanboy and Chum Chum. Yikes.

The other boys of course get their look stolen too ... but like I said, I am running out of allowed images.

Just know that I would whack myself in the head with Mikey's Kusari-fundo. Leo's odachi has some length issues. Serious length issues. Poor Leo.

Raphael's tonfa looks the best, but you get ONE singular tofa. Yes. One. Budget cuts hit badly or something?!

All in all, much like how Nick totally trashed all its opportunities with RISE on the cartoon front, I don't think they put out much effort in the toy front either. And it's a shame. When they do try, they do it well.

BTW: Don't get me started on how amazon recced stuffies ... but not for RISE. This proves the companies DEFINITELY know how to make good merch for kids and adults, and they are HORRIBLy cute!

But nope. Not for rise.

Anyway this is getting ASS long, so Imma stop now. I hope it was worth it, stranger on the internet.

Amazon will be reccing me Sexy Splinter costumes forever now.

[awesomelyanxiouspanda]

A Fiercely Bleeding Heart (Lucifer/OFC): Chapter 7

Story summary: Emery (Our lovely OFC) owns a thriving coffee shop smack dab in the middle of Monroe City, Mo. She’s well known for her unique coffee drinks and her “coffee charity”. What happens when a woman with too much heart- and not nearly enough common sense- comes across the fallen archangel in his mostly human state? Will Lucifer behave, or will he bite the hand that (quite literally) feeds him?  

Warnings/Tags: NO SMUT IN THIS CHAPTER. PURELY STORY LINE ADDITION! 

Loosely based around S.13 E. 13! Plus size OC, OC is gullible and a big softie, Lucifer in his nearly human form, Soft Lucifer, Dean and Sam cosplaying FBI agents again, Canon typical violence, Non-Canon compliant story line, Soulmate AU-ish?, canon typical cursing, NOT a slow burn, not beta’d we die like our king Crowley, smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected smut, commitments are made, soulmate bonds are formed, praise kink, Luci can dirty talk with the best of them (we all know his sass would be sinful in bed),  little bit of drama, some self-esteem issues, possessive Lucifer, breeding kink, dom/sub themes, pet names (such as princess, good girl, and little one), Castiel awkwardly and adorably cosplaying an FBI agent, Castiel is also scary af.

A/N: Draaammmaaa. Return of the Winchesters. Emery finally meets Cas! And, finally, reintroduction to the storyline of season 13, with creative liberties taken of course. Sorry this one took so long and it's a bit short, but it took forever to get the motivation and right head space to move on with! I hope you all enjoy!

“Have a good night!” 

I waved at Lucy as she backed out through the door and let out a happy sigh, nearly collapsing against the counter with a goofy smile. Today had gone better than expected. After two full weeks of the shop being closed so soon after my last break, I had no delusions of grandeur on what the first day back would be like, and yet still, it was nothing like the chaos I had pictured. I had expected angry customers, understocked sources, and cranky patrons of the coffee charity when in reality, it just seemed all my regulars had solely been concerned by my absence. It was heartwarming, to say the least.

“You good boss?” Amy asked cautiously. 

I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. She’d been a mother hen since I’d gotten back. In fact, most of the staff had been texting me regularly since I’d fed them all the first little lie about being in recovery from an accident. To be fair, it wasn’t much of a lie the first time around. This time, though, was filled with much more fun activities.

Turning to face her, I flashed her a bigger smile and said, “Yeah, I’m great, actually. Today’s been nice, right?” 

That earned a grin from the young woman as she nodded emphatically. 

“We’re really glad to have you back and to be back. You had us all scared, Emery.”

Empathy bled through her tone and warmth every bone in my body. I truly was lucky to have her, to have each one of them, in my life. 

“Yeah, yeah, I was scared too,” I admitted quietly, eyes unfocusing as I was pulled deep into the recesses of the memories I tried to keep blocked out. 

I cleared my throat abruptly and shifted back to my feet, lips quirking into a half-smile. 

“I’m just lucky Nick was there to help.”

Her pixie-like features twisted between emotions before settling on something like contentment and she gave a little smile and a nod. 

“Anyway, enough jabbering. I’m going to grab the deposit and drop it off at the bank, you want anything while I’m out?” I asked as I popped up off the counter. 

“A million dollars?” she quipped back cheekily.

I couldn’t stop the roll of my eyes that followed my heavy groan. 

“Sttoooppp, you’re too young to make jokes like that. At least wait til you’re my age.”

Her laugh was interrupted by the ring of the bell over the door. 

“Hi! Welcome in!” she quickly recited.

I turned to echo the greeting but the words fell silent on my lips as I spotted the supposed customers walking through the lobby. My heart began to race as the acrid taste of fear coated my tongue. Two of them I recognized as the “FBI agents” that entered my shop weeks ago, whom I now knew to be Sam and Dean Winchester, thanks to Lucifer’s entail. The other was someone I’d never seen before, but he was no less gorgeous or terrifying. If anything, there was something about him that was worse… better? My brain was very confused. 

“Uhm, actually, could you do the bank run for me, Amy?” I asked gently, shooting the men a “one moment” signal.

I did my best to keep my worries hidden as I didn’t bother waiting for her reply, ducking beneath the counter and opening the safe to grab the drop bag from beneath. 

“You sure?” she asked, confusion obvious in her voice.

While Amy was essentially my second in command, I usually didn’t bother her with managerial duties, but, at this moment, I needed her out of the shop as soon as possible. 

“I’m sure. I need to talk to these lovely gentlemen and this is a good chance for you to get some fresh air while it’s nice,” I replied, forcing on a smile as I rose back to my feet and handed her the bag, “I’ll see you when you get back, okay?”

There was an obvious distrust in her narrowed eyes as she looked between the trio of men and I before she relented with a small nod. 

“Okay, I’ll have my phone on me. Be back in ten,” she said, loudly enough for the men in the lobby to hear.

Oh sweet Amy. So tiny yet to protective. If only she knew these men could kill us both. Well, I knew two of them could. I still wasn’t certain who the last one was, though I was sure if he was with the Winchesters… he couldn’t be any safer. 

The instant she was out the door, I placed on my most professional smile and skirted around the counter toward the “agents”.

“Agents, welcome back. I hope nothing’s happened again if you’re here?”

I did my best to hide anything other than courtesy and kindness but it was hard when three larger-than-life men were staring me down. 

Sam, as sweet as before, offered me a smile before reaching out a hand my way. 

“Emery, right?” he asked.

“Yes! I’m sorry, agents, but I don’t remember your names. My memory isn’t great in my old age of thirty,” I joked easily. 

Dean snorted with a little smirk and commented, “Just wait til you get to our age.” 

I saw the way Sam rolled his eyes minutely before that same patient smile covered his face once more. Before he could speak, I turned toward the third man and offered out my hand, determined to figure out who he was. He was a little shorter than Dean but still quite tall, with perfectly coifed dark brown hair, intense blue eyes, and strong masculine features defined by a light layer of stubble around his lower face. His tan trench coat was a little odd for a supposed FBI agent but it did give off a nice aura of detective. All in all, he was certainly a dream boat.

“I don’t think we met last time. Emery Pike,” I said. 

There was an obvious hesitation before he reached out and limply shook my hand, retreating as soon as possible as he cleared his throat. 

“Agent Beyonce.”

Oh. Oh, that voice. Had I not had Lucifer in my life, I had no doubt I would have fallen for him in that instant. 

“Beyonce?” I had to ask, caught off guard. 

“Yeah, like- like the singer, she-”

“Listen, Emery, we’re sorry to drop in like this,” Sam cut off the other agent sharply, “But there was something we needed to talk to you about.” 

“Uh, okay, sure.”

It felt hard to swallow as I gestured toward the counter. 

“Would you guys like some coffee or pastries while we talk?” I offered. 

Dean’s eyebrows lifted instantly at the word pastries and he asked, “What kind you got?” 

Gone was the stern agent, instantly replaced by something much softer and more genuine. I couldn’t hide the smile that slid across my lips as I made my way to the counter. 

“Nothing too crazy but I hand make everything three times a week. I’ll check what I have left.”

As I went into the back store room, I could hear the men arguing in hushed voices even over the pounding of my heart in my ears. I quickly shuffled through what was left and came out with almost a dozen options. For a moment, I debated praying for Lucifer but I also didn’t want to drag him into something possibly dangerous for him if they didn’t know about our relationship yet. Hopefully, it was something I could handle on my own. If I put him in harm’s way of those three just to save my own skin, well, what kind of soulmate would I be? 

“Here we go. I’ve got some muffins, blueberry and chocolate chip, a couple of apple and cherry danishes, and some plain bagels. Please, help yourself to whatever you’d like. I also have some coffee, freshly brewed.”

While I was no actress, I’d played the part of perfect hostess for so long that I was almost certain they wouldn’t see through to the panic beneath the mask. 

“Thanks, uh, I’ll take a coffee, black,” Sam said as he sat, seemingly giving up fighting Dean’s sweets craving. 

“Sure, if you decide you want cream or sugar, there’s some at the end there,” I replied, gesturing to the little turn wheel with the keep-cold creamer pot and sugar packets. 

“I’ll take some too,” Agent Beyonce added as I poured Sam’s cup, “Please.” 

Flashing him a genuine smile, I nodded and poured one for him as well. It was obvious he was either new to this, or was genuinely uncomfortable around other people. I almost felt bad for him being stuck with the Winchesters. I had to wonder if he knew what their ruse was, what they really were, or if he was just dragged along. 

Of course, in the grand scheme of things, I could determine that the Winchesters weren’t bad people- though, to Lucifer of cour,se, they were. It didn’t mean I had to like them either way, considering they wanted to kill the love of my life despite the fact he was becoming less and less “evil” to their standards. 

“Here we go.”

It was impossible to hide the grin that blossomed across my face at the way Dean nearly lit up with a groan when he took a bite of the apple danish. 

“YOU make these?” he asked in obvious disbelief. 

Sam gave a huff of a laugh, shaking his head, as I agreed softly. 

“Almost as good as pie, almost,” Dean muttered, shoving the rest of the danish in his mouth before pulling the last two in his direction. 

“Thank you, but if we might…?”

Sam trailed off and I quickly gave a little nod. 

“Of course. What brings you guys in again?” I asked.

I reached out and snagged the little pot of creamer as Agent Beyonce put it down, mimicking his actions and pouring in a good slosh before snagging some sugar packets to add in as well. 

“We know about you and L- Nick.”

His words made the world slow down instantly. My mouth went dry and my fingers froze in their actions, but I quickly kicked myself into gear with a little curse in my head, hazel eyes catching his soft green ones as he stared me down. 

“Okay, and? I know he wasn’t the one who killed that guy, so what does it matter who I share my love life with?” I asked, trying to keep my voice level. 

The guys exchanged looks and, much to my surprise, Agent Beyonce was the one to speak next. 

“Nick isn’t who you think he is, Emery. He’s lying to you. He’s done horrible things-”

“What he means to say is that we don’t think Nick is being completely honest with you,” Sam cut in quickly.

Agent Beyonce cast Sam a hilarious bitch face before looking out the window and sipping his coffee, obviously off-put by being stepped on once again. Man, if Sam only knew how much I knew about “Nick” and how I knew Agent Beyonce was right. 

“Whatever he’s done in the past, I don’t care about,” I spoke truthfully as I took a drink of my own coffee, “He’s a good person now. That’s what matters. He literally saved my life after an accident. He kept me safe and healthy while I recovered. As far as I’m concerned, what he does now is what is important. We all have a past. What matters is how we grow and change from it.”

Sam’s eyebrows pinched together in frustration and thought, obviously trying to decide how to get through to me, but Agent Beyonce was quicker. 

“Lucifer is a murderer. He’s killed millions of people, Emery! He’d kill you too if it benefited him!”

His words were harsh, filled with such anger that I now had no doubt he had been affected by Lucifer in some way personally. Dean cursed softly as Sam tried to scramble for some kind of cover, but it was all useless. 

I knew I was in over my head at this point. Resting my face in my hands, I silently sent out a prayer to Lucifer for help and made sure to let him know it was the Winchesters who were here and why. 

“Listen, Emery, we just-”

“No, no, I think I’m done listening,” I cut him off coldly, lifting my head to look at the trio once more, “You’re not going to poison me against the one good man in my life. I don’t care what you have to say, whether you call him the devil or not. Nothing is going to change. Understood? Now, agents, I would appreciate it if you would get out of my shop before I have to call the cops. And believe me, when I say, this wouldn’t be the first time they’ve had to come to save me from rowdy men who have tried to hurt me so they’re going to believe me over even you suited jackasses!”

Their surprise would have been more satisfying if I weren’t shaking with the need to vomit and sob at the same time. 

“What’s it going to be? Gonna be another addition to the “tried to rape Emery” list, or you going to use your brains and get the hell out of here?” I snapped. 

Dean and Sam instantly raised their hands in submission, slowly backing away. 

“Okay, fine, we’ll leave,” Sam said carefully, “But please, think over what we said.” 

I looked over at the last one to move, Agent Beyonce, and instantly knew I was in trouble with the heat in his stare.

“You’re coming with us, whether you want to or not.” 

“Cas, don’t-!”

Cas. Castiel. The seraphim, younger brother to Lucifer, and most dangerous ally to the Winchesters. I should have known! God, I was fucking stupid. 

Before Dean could finish his sentence, the angel was by my side, one arm wrapped around my back and the other to my forehead.

“I’m sorry, but we can’t lose this chance. Jack and Mary’s life depend on it.” 

Jack? Mary? Who was- 

Everything went black mid-thought and I was pulled into the easiest sleep of my life. 

[ismyteadoneyet]

Let's gooo (i haven't done a tag-game-thingy in a WHILE so it's about time I get back at it lol, thank you @squirrel-in-the-woods for the tag <33)

Last song: 'Sinner' by Deaf Havana ! as a recovering people pleaser, this song is such a delight because it gives me the vibe of "I'm beginnig my villain arc now !!1!1! I'm a MEANIE now !!! I'm setting BOUNDARIES And you can't stop me !!! 😤😤😤" even though that is probably not the actual intent. It's also the song I have assigned an OC of mine sooooo there's that too jsjsjdjs

(it is also funky af lol)

Currently watching: I'm incredibly bad at watching shows and movies ?? Dunno why??? But I watch quite a bit of booktube reviews and things and lately have been softly getting into drawing/art-related youtube videos I guess??? I watch a lot of random youtube essays too

Three Ships:

- I feel obligated to say Bree×Nick×Selwyn here from the Legendborn Cycle LOL. Any combination and/or mix of the three is fine with me, and I trust Tracy Deonn to make me cry of both happiness and heartache regardless of what ends up being the final endgame HSJSJD 😌😌

- Arlecchino×Furina from Genshin Impact, for the SOLE REASON of @draconicstella88888 's fanfic. I am completely unbiased here of course

- Larkin×William from The Legendborn Cycle. Have we had criminally few scenes of them together? Yes. Am I also a tumblr veteran, used to people shipping characters from completely different medias ? Also yes. I'm just gonna be thankful there is a GLIMMER of on-page chemistry between them before one or the other inevitably will probably meet their doom in the upcoming installments and I will stay delulu and happy until that moment arrives 😌😌 (but ofc, hopefully it doesn't lol)

Favorite color: i'm tempted to say "do you love the color of the sky?" because it's funny but also? Genuinely? Yes. But other than that, I seem to gather lavender/lilac/purple-colored things at an alarming rate it might also have to do with bts but we're gonna leave that can unopened okay lol

Currently consuming: behind the phone I'm typing this on is an unopened box of delicious-looking sushi and I am STARVING but I'm waiting for my parents to join me before I can dig in LOL 😭😭

First ship: how far back are we talking LOL? 💀💀 I'm gonna say Ten×Rose possibly? I don't think I got properly into shipping culture until my tumblr days and my superwholock era

Last movie: I rewatched 'Twilight' to get hold of a screenshot of the "this is the skin of a killer, Bella"-moment for a really silly Selwyn Kane cosplay and ngl, watching the movie now as an adult hits different in the absolute best way LOL

Currently working on: fanarts galore ! Finishing the BRICK that is 'Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell' (i am like 60 PAGES AWAY FROM FINALLY BEING DONE !! 😭😭 IT IS 774 PAGES LONG), about 4 different cosplays, and a story I hope to maybe grow into a proper novel one day, if I manage to treat it right hdjsjsj <3

Tags, (if you want to join!):

@draconicstella88888 @peanutbutter-nutella @chyuyuuz @nakaremfarlei @solovanmoln @sparrowandthesong @ficnoire2 @k0k0p3lli @totalpanik @knaveofpentacles

Tag game: tag nine people you’d like to know better.

Tagged by: @oneshoulderangel

Last song: At the moment, I have "Losing Your Memory" by Alan Star stuck in my head, which I suppose makes it my current song, not my last song. Hm. I get songs stuck in my head very easily, but the last one I had there for a significant amount of time was a mashup of different language versions of "Les Rois du Monde" for about a week. "Lehetsz Király", the Magyar version, is probably my favorite of them. It's worth a listen.

Currently watching: Normally, the answer would be "random mostly terrible old movies/shows" or "nothing much", but I currently have a hyperfixation on the musical Roméo et Juliette and have been watching it in multiple languages. (Thus, the song).

Three ships: This is hard. Maybe as a result of being on the ace and aro spectrums, I'm more likely to care about which characters are interacting than whether it's romantic or platonic. Here goes:

Kedivere/Bedikay. It can be romantic, platonic, or queerplatonic, but whichever way, I'm here for it. I probably spend too much time thinking about how in Cullwch and Olwen, when Cai gets mad at Arthur and marches out, Bedwyr stays behind, keeps acting like nothing's happened, and isn't the one to avenge Cai's death. The feeling of betrayal on both sides has a lot of unexplored potential. And the version where Bedivere dies and Kay fights to bring his body back safely while mortally wounded himself... And the version where Bedivere survives Camlann and Kay isn't said to fight in it, so they might be left together after their world has fallen apart...

Platonically or queerplatonically, Galahad and the Grail Heroine. I really like the tragic Grail Quest friendships, but I like theirs most, maybe because there's something weird and otherworldly about them both. I like it when characters are strange and endearing and doomed by the narrative.

Ever since reading John Matthews' retelling, which I read before the original, I've had a soft spot for Caradoc and Guinier. The Story of Caradoc is very disturbing, and I have some major qualms with Caradoc over a detail Matthews cut out, but all the same, there's a reason these two have the best track record with magical fidelity tests. Each of them would go to the ends of the earth for the other, and together, they're stronger than any curse.

Favorite Color: Blue, particularly royal blue and some teals.

Currently consuming: Black licorice with chocolate.

First ship: This is a hard one, since through elementary and most of middle school, I tended to go along with whatever I thought the author's intentions were and was more likely to unship something. The first non-endgame ship I got invested in was Sonya/Nikolai in War and Peace. I didn't like Nikolai, but Sonya did, and she was my favorite character, so I wanted her to be happy. The first non-canon couple I thought was meant to be together was also in War and Peace: Marya Bolkonskaya and Julie Karagina. My eighth grade self did not think their letters could be interpreted platonically. I still don't.

Last movie: If the musical doesn't count, the last movie I watched was Quest for Camelot, which was awful. Though not Robot Monster-level bad, Robot Monster has an elegance to its simplicity which Quest for Camelot lacks.

Currently working on: Various fics, most of them Arthuriana or CotRK-related (I am woefully behind on the Badfic Bingo), and (theoretically) an epic-style poem, though I haven't gotten much of it written for quite a while now.

Tagging: @gawrkin, @emperorcandy, @wildbasil, @gorewound, @knightsofsomethingorother, @ladyminaofcamelot, @tasosotaso, @amashelle, @gingersnaptaff (I have no idea who's been tagged so far, apart from the people on @oneshoulderangel's post, so I apologize for any multi-tags)

[newtdoods]

Got those cosplay ears - For a Demon Nick? Maybe? Or scam likely? I don‘t Know yet heh (I will definitely cosplay Nick at some point)

[yourlocalnicknackkinnie]

Character Bingo: Nick Nack (HP:MS)

@dolly-royal @omggypsyesmeraldathings-blog (I know you asked for Riley too but I'm making it a separate post since its the same character :3 )

Alrighty lets begin (It's gonna be very long because I've got a lot of things to say about him)

They are so cool looking

I gotta admit, he looks very cool. Even tho some prople say he looks like James Charles (Which I STRONGLY disagree) I love his design. I personally like his clothes, the man has drip. Heck, I literally painted a white blazer for a cosplay but now I just wear it when I'm not in cosplay anymore. I also like his facial structure since it gave me a challenge to draw him before but now I've gone used too it. (I can go on and on)

Everyone but me is wrong about them

Ok, so this is just a little joke (I do believe in other people's headcanons about him) but I would make this joke of "As a Nick Nack Kinnie, he would defiantly do that" if there's something that I think he would do.

Wasted Potential

Ik hes in the prequel but he could have more potential in the first game too (Since his model was already made). I think that Nick could've been in the tea party with Mortimer and Riley at the end instead of Kathy. (IDK but stillll)

If they were real I would be afraid of them

Ok, maybe a little startled but still- I mean, he's a puppet that wants a human as his host. But I headcanon that when you say that he's your favorite, he'll stop, cry and just be nicer to you. (Since he doesn't want to harm a fan)

They are deeper then they seem

for some reason I feel like there's something more about Nick that we don't know. The fact that he might have the urge not hunt for Owen and his urge to do it is strange but maybe there's more context in the game when its realesed.

They got done DIRTY by fans

So one time I tried to look how far the fandom has got. So every fandom has R34 art so I decided to type it in on google and OH I REGRET MY DECISION. I found a Nick Nack one- (IDK if that counts tho but still)

Didn't get enough screen time

This applies for the first game. like- we only see him in the shadows and that's it.

I want to carry them in a handbag like a tiny dog

Well kinda, I don't own any handbags but I wanna put him in a back pack instead with him poking out of it. If i had a Nick Nack puppet i would put him in there, let him poke out of it and go out with him like that for aesthetic purposes (And probably comfort reasons as well).

Nothing I like about them is technically canon

Another joke one. I do like things that are canon but I like to come up with headcanons to make me like him more than usual.

Why do they look like that

I don't mean his Midnight show ver. I meant his model that was supposed to be in the first game. What happened to his eyes? Where his is little beard thingy? (I headcanon that the eyes are supposed to be a mechanism that was added in later. like Puppet contact lenses I guess. it was later added because it wasn't in the blue prints so it was just a last minute idea Owen came up with)

Im mentally ill about them

Help, my mind is all about him now- send help (JK)

Wow... they are LITERALLY me!

Yep, that's me (As my username says it) I relate to him a lot. from my interests to maybe personality. heck I made a list of it and there's a lot of things I kin him that its scary. Ex. liking arts, having mood swings, being a tea person, likes to sing (the difference is that I think my voice sounds horrible) and more things-

They've never done anything wrong in their life <33

Ok, Ok maybe he has done some thing wrong in his life but at least he has the urge to not kill us-

So that's all for now. I could make a headcanon post about him on here (Pls reblog or comment down if you want something like this cause I have a lot of headcanons for Nick and plus I love making this kinds of posts)

[midnight-in-town]

Ever heard of “Tsui no Taimashi: Ender (aller) Geister” a.k.a The Last Exorcist?

You probably haven’t, so this post is here to change that. :)) It’s a relatively “new” manga (two years old) that’s probably weekly and that I too discovered randomly.

PLOT

Ten years before the story, a special German force was sent to Johannesburg, South Africa, to retrieve some very ancient relics. They obviously failed, leading to one of them being sacrificed for demonic possession. 

The now freed demon went on a rampage through South Africa, only to be stopped by a woman who sealed him and offered him to choose between dying on the spot or becoming her subordinate Exorcist. 

Back to the present, a German Exorcist is sent to Japan, to investigate “the Black Pillar”, a weird occult phenomenon that occurred a few months ago. 

THE CHARACTERS

They all have cool designs ok

AKIRA (aka Michael, aka Dominic, aka “Black Shooter”)

the main guy (OBVIOUSLY)

German but with a Japanese mom,

is good with weapons, but also a krav-maga master

seems cold but isn’t??? in fact, he’s rather chill about his pretty weird and unusual backstory,

just doesn’t want to be a burden 

has very cool shades and earrings

CHIKAGE

warning: i love her

kinda ‘miss fan service’ but honestly i can’t even complain bc she’s spectacular

Akira’s work partner in Japan, but they already are living together

the tech girl : she builds her own relics and is a fan of knowing how stuff works (even built a cool car once but it didn’t live long :( )

is more mysterious than Akira and obviously hides a dark path

has a cool punk master tho’

HIGASHIMORI

technically the one in charge but doesn’t act like it, bc he prefers to cosplay as a fishman

is not actually Clint Eastwood, even if some people believes he is 

specializes in seals and is supposedly ultra strong

pulled a Nick Fury from the Avengers movie very early in the story and I’m grateful for it

SUZU (& JIN)

is also in charge, like Higashimori, but is better at it

runs a candy shop as a side business

always looks super fancy (for real, i dig her clothes)

deals in info and battle supervision

has a partner called Jin

is actually the boss of another character staring in a prequel called “VS Evil” 

KIBA

the substitute guy in case Akira needs someone to show him around

or if they need someone to drive a car

has an airplane fetish (slightly disturbing, not gonna lie) and is super good at flight simulators

ends up dating a hot stewardess and i think it’s cool

really wants to be useful

THE VILLAINS (so far)

cool designs as well

interesting backstory for some

hella crazy in general

one example:

Also since it’s a story about Exorcists, obviously there are monsters and stuff (such as a witch flying away on an ogre’s head instead of a broom, it was pretty funny to read).

THE PROS

great art style

interesting plot

interesting characters

good shipping potential

girl characters+++ (be it main cast, villains, boss, mentor, etc)

THE CONS

nudity, aka fan service: it doesn’t have to be a flaw, but i know it can bother some people. The author tries to show male nudity as well tho’.

TW: violence (there are monsters, remember?)

they’re often kinda fighting so the first time reading it can be a little confusing (we shall see if it ends up becoming boring or not)

So far so good, I’m hooked. :)) 

Let me know if you try it!

[avengersapology-vid]

The Avengers & Their TikTok Brand

Steve: "straight tiktok"- unfortunately as the face of America, steve is encouraged to maintain a clean and patriotic online presence. Does a few tiktok dances (helps fury learn renegade),and can occasionally be seen in sam and bucky's tiktoks.

Tony:"bartender & car tiktok"- teaches viewers how to make Avengers approved alcoholic/non-alcoholic beverages. Also films improvements to his suits, and cars. pretty much what you'd expect from a cool dad.

Bruce:"science/bill nye tiktok"- makes videos of himself mixing chemicals with cool leds & music. Teaches actual educational material, but stops doing lives after the uncomfortable amount of, "Choke me Dr.Banner", comments he'd receive when only his hands were in view.

Natasha:"dance/beauty guru tiktok"- does a cool series where she tries to do Pointe in different shoes (docs, crocs, converse etc.). Occasionally posts a thirst trap, and does bomb makeup looks. Mostly associated with straight tiktok.

Clint:"cottagecore/family tiktok"- king of cottagecore/farm life aesthetic tiktoks. Very family friendly, and you don't wanna miss out on the lives where and his wife show you how to bake. builds a lot of lot of things for his kids. He captions his tiktoks, and even teaches some sign language.

Thor:"wholesome/funny tiktok"- Thor's account is a bit of everything. He love pranking Loki and the team, and he loves vlogging in Asgard. Reviews Pop tarts so often he gets a brand deal. Calls his lives,"question time with mjolnir" and sets his beloved hammer up in chair next to him. Very wholesome indeed.

Loki:"witchtok"- proudly shows off his altar and even teaches viewers spells on live. Almost got cancelled for absolutely berating the baby witches who hexxed the moon. Wanda has to stop him from making Thor a sour jar in retaliation for all the pranks he does.

Sam:"storytime/cooking tiktok"- loves showing off healthy and even vegan recipes. gets famous for a crazy randonauting storytime he did;he, bucky, peter, and Thor almost die twice that night. Gets tired of all the girls asking about his "hot friend with the long dark hair"

Bucky:"movie review tiktok"- has a black bullet journal where he reviews movies he's seen as he tries to familiarize himself with modern-day media. Makes a thirst trap at Pietro's encouragement to that one molchat doma song and ends up on alt tiktok. tries to do cc for lyrics but gives up because he keeps losing the texts on the screen.

Pietro:"straight/thirst trap f**** boy POVS"- very much let's his good looks and charm get to his head. Wanda is always clowning him in the comments. Teams up with Sam & Bucky to flush out the weird creepy dad povs.

Wanda:"alt & witchtok"- like Loki she loves doing little altar tours. She also enjoys doing general tarot reading tiktoks and offers great meditation and intuition exercises. Almost breaks vision doing a tiktok couple trend.

Vision:"camera man"- doesn't really care for social media of any sort, but loves helping Wanda set up and film. literally short circuits when she does the "dropping the towel on my partner" trend. May find himself on August 27th tiktok.

Peter:"indie/alt tiktok"- at first it's just Peter parker posting tiktoks of MJ, Ned, and himself getting coffee or them randonauting. Then his identity as Spider-man is revealed and straight tiktok fights for him to be their king. Occasionally posts tiktoks as Spidey, but that results in him being on cosplay tiktok.

Nick:"what the hell is a tiktok?! Do I look like I know what a tiktok is? Man get out of my damn office, can't you see i'm busy?" *continues practicing renegade* "Friday, have Rogers report to my office immediately.

Coulson:"camera man"- like vision, mainly helps nick make tiktoks, although he's thought about joining "cosplay tiktok" and busting out his old cap costume.

[dezdemonomania]

Vendors!

Last weekend we attended Indiana Comic Con, and I haven’t attended a con since I deleted my Facebook, so it occurred to me that I didn’t have a place to link shops that were amazing there anymore.  Voila, y’all get to check them out here.

Literary Alterations, a shop that I constantly want to buy everything at.  Literary and fandom keychains, lockets, pendants, doodads and just in general, everything that makes me want to jingle everywhere I go.

Candice Dailey Illustration, a lovely woman who recently signed a contract with Marvel, iirc, and her art is amazing.  Her Kylo Ren print almost made me buy it in spite of my loathing for that character, so good.

I have a real weakness for old-timey propaganda-esque fanart, and Punch It Graphics supplies that need in spades, holy shit.

Dark and brooding fanart of gorgeous space vehicles (and an Indiana Jones print I nearly came home with), check out Jim Mehsling’s Cartoon Caveman shop.

I buy something from Joe Corroney every time I can and this time was no exception, his fanart is amazing.  I’m getting his Leia print for myself for Christmas, because HOW CAN YOU NOT?!

I literally changed my Loki variant cosplay (in progress) because of a set of gold and green horns from Shimmering Chimera.  They are MAGNIFICIENT, I assure you.

Posh Geekery had some lovely infinity scarves that almost came home with me.  Their main shop is temporarily closed, but here’s their FB.

Okay, so since it’s spooky season, there were several shops that were INCREDIBLY MY JAM, and Hailee Smith was one of them.  Lookit her little goblins!  I can’t even!

Hubs bought some prints from Nick Minor, because there was a surprising lack of FFVII merch on offer.  Also shout out his Nier Automata prints, very nice.

Intricate and beautiful, the prints of Kris Kehasukjaren.  Nearly bought the hubs the Fairy Tail one.  And the Avatar one for funzies.  YISS.

If you need some Elder Gods up on your walls, check out Mythos Monsters. 

So many fun enamel pins at Geeky Endeavors, especially the axolotl ones and the cat ones and just...all of them. 

Leanne Huynh has adorable and lush artwork, definitely worth a follow (and she has a Patreon, toss her some love, will ya?).

Sewn by Jenn had the cutest damn food plushies I’ve ever seen, and pet neckties to die for.

MissChibiArtist had some cute spooks on offer, and a bunch of lovely other original work.  Hubs appreciated anything Aqua, so there you have it.

If you need some pixel-y goodness, stop by Triple7SP.  He does custom Perler bead art, and has some nice prints.

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Detectives Barker and Morris arrived at the grizzly scene, which had already been roped off and there were a few beat cops on guard near to and around the area. Morris and Barker approached the scene and Barker shuddered as he drew near. 

Barker: When was this phoned in exactly? 

Morris: This morning about 7am. Some asshole out walking his dog came across the victim. Its a fucking mess right? Cause of death looks to be blood loss, but the CSI guys will be here in a few. This fucker has a flare for the artistry.

Morris said gesturing to the smiley face drawn in blood.

Barker: You think its the same one that killed those five cosplay folks a few months back? The MO is similar.

Morris: I’m not convinced. I think we got a new player in town Scott.

Barker: Anybody see anything last night?

Morris: A few of the boys are going round the local area knocking on doors. See what, if anything, turns up.

***

Narrator: He hated this stinking city, a lone figure walking alone in monochrome splendour. He was the only one who knew the truth, that something evil was coming… and, ok I can’t do noir like he can. Nick Gould was a gritty kind of guy, loves a cigar, not unlike somebody else I know. And he’s as tough as nails. 

Nick walked along the path, the streets were literally painted with blood. A shiver ran down his spine, he looked at all the cops around and felt uneasy. These poor fools were clean out of their league, did they even know it? Hell was coming, this whole infested, cess pool town was gonna have to fight for its life soon. The cops were out of their league… so was he, but he didn’t get that memo. Nick approached and the two cops regarded him.

Morris: Still sucking on budget cigars huh Gould? What you doing here?

Nick: Still an asshole huh Morris? And I’m here, because your boss doesn’t think you lot are up to this. Called in a proper investigator. Been a long time since I had to do some consulting told her my prices have gone up. She didn’t seem to care. So, what you got here?

Morris: A murder.

Nick: You don’t say! Who's the stiff?

Morris: Louis Garbayo.

Nick: Right, not very respectful to call him “stiff” is it?

***

Nick took a look round the crime scene and hmm’d a bit. He noted the bulge in Louis’ pocket denoting his walled was still present. Whoever, or whatever killed him had no interest in his money or credit card or even his coffee loyalty card… odd. 

Nick: He was lured in here. Look at his hands, no sign of a struggle he was killed without suspecting it and quick. I’d bet my rent money the killer is female… Louis here was propositioned or maybe he was figuring she was a damsel in distress… either or… doesn’t matter. She got him.

Barker: That’s a heck of a leap, what evidence is there for that? How do you know the guy is even heterosexual? Or it was a female?

Nick: I’m not assuming he is or isn't, it doesn’t actually matter in this context. Statistically, men will more readily respond to a woman in distress or need even without the full facts of the matter, and since it's clear, to me at least, he was lured here then he was either propositioned or she feigned distress. One or the other. 

Morris *frowning*: How do you know that?

Nick: Because I’m me, and you’re you. Now let me finish my assessment.

Morris fuming started towards Nick, but Detective Barker stopped him while Nick worked the scene

Barker: Morris, you’re already at two strikes. Let this go.

Morris stormed off in the opposite direction.

[cloudsrust]

Bonjour it is sleep deprived French girl again :) Just wanted to know, what other fandoms are/were you in ? You play a lot of video games ?

Oh damn didnt see this one yesterday,, hope you managed to get some sleep! And ohhh boi- I was in a TON of fandoms since I jump a lot between them (note: I consider being in a fandom as is- I created artwork/headcanons and was obsessed with it for atleast a month or more)

Mhh- think I’ll divide them in “categories”: Been in and never going back for either reasons or disinterest: Creepypasta (first ever fandom I was in- regret;;; except for Slendy man) Rick and Morty (I just casually watch now) Showdown Bandit (Lost interest, too bad for some characters I liked sobs) Batim (Had its chance- but now I lost interest. Bendy is still adorable tho) Villainous (just enjoying the characters rn) Been in and might come back to it: Cuphead (can’t stop loving them characters and King Dice and many other bosses are still in my heart sob) TF2 (Man I love the comic and them homicidal dorks) Sally Face (I loved the aesthetic of that game so much,,, lowkey want to retry making art of it) Hello Puppets (extremely underrated, them puppets be hella creepy and funny all in one- still stanning my boi Nick Nack lmao) SCP (Want to read more of them but I got so much I want to do nghhh;;) Always in my heart someway or another: Undertale (the fandom that made me and my irl best friend get closer :,> doesn’t matter how weird it got I got beautiful memories because of it (also my first cosplay was in this fandom!)) OFF (Might not show it- but I think I’ll die in this fandom dshdgsh) Hollow Knight (Too good too leave and it got some of my fave artists) Deltarune (I’ll surely get back into it when more comes out aaa) Underhero (extremely underrated but absolutely amazing characters, would recommend) Luigi’s Mansion 3 (found so many cool people and friends through it, it was a good time :,>) Smile for Me (comfort game right next to undertale sobs;; the style and characters are perfect and I love it to bits) Currently into: No Straight Roads (duh asdhdh- absolute current obsession right there) A Hat in Time (Lurking again in the fandom- want to do some more fanart cause I miss it;;) OFF (Always down for it) Lobotomy Corp/Library of Ruina (Another absolute obsession- and I’m excited for what LoR is gonna bring next aaa) Animal Crossing/ Enchanted Folk (Both amazing to relax and to look at cute as heck characters) Grey zone(?): Stardew Valley (havent played in so long;; but I used to be hella into it- completed the quests and married Elliot the dork poet sydsdujsh) Drawn to Life (I miss Wilfre and Heather so much sobs;;) Don’t Starve (Was hella into the lore and characters but didnt play much whoops;;) Pokemon (I mean,, it’s there but??? Idk if I can consider myself in the fandom?? Still love it in general) Darkwood (I love the game but havent been much into the fandom or drew much of it;;) Phew- and that’s all on my fandom history kinda ahahah. For games- I don’t play many;; I usually watch gameplays while drawing, writing or working to multitask.  Games I played tho- Practically all Pokemon Gens starting from Platinum (with also serie spin-offs like pokemon ranger and one Mystery Dungeon), all Professor Layton Serie until either Azran Legacy or Miracle Mask (forgot which is the “ending”;;), OFF, Undertale and Deltarune, Animal Crossing Wild World and New Horizons, Hollow Knight, Cuphead, Lobotomy Corp and No Straight Roads. Plus a lot of other rpg maker games. Let’s say I’m for games with a lot of lore and story more than action eh;; Platformers and the like I can deal with ‘em but boss rushes? Cool but they kick my ass so much sdhsdh. OH and my best friend is getting me into playing Ace Attorney (we play together via discord) and lowkey getting into it-.. unfortunately I know some of the twists so heck;;;

[jeeperso]

My Fated Academia

An MHA/FSN crossover fic experiment (experiment 1 of ???)

This is it, no going back. Not even dad can stop me now.

Ours is a superhuman society, where over 80% of the population has some sort of uncanny ability, or quirk. Because of this, things like streets looks like scenes from comic books. In this era of chaos and confusion, a new profession dominated our collective consciousness. It is a age of heroes.

And today, I start my journey to join their ranks.

It wasn't easy. Ever since I knew this was what I wanted, Dad's been dead set against it. But, since Big Sis is always proving it's better to ask forgiveness than seeking permission with him, I decided to try things her way for once. I applied in secret to UA, the single most prestigious Hero Academy here in Japan, and probably the world, and while dad thinks I'm helping Big Sis at her place for the day, I've snuck here to UA and already taken the written portion of the entrance exam. I'm pretty sure I did all right, unlike that green haired boy a row back. After the exam proctor, Present Mic (wait, like the radio DJ? Questions for later) told us what to expect on the practical, all he could do was quietly mumble to himself.

But then, A lot of us were like that. I don't think anybody expected to be fighting killer robots in a free for all. Poor guy probably has a quirk better suited to rescue work, like detecting body heat or telepathy.

"Hey, I know you" someone says, snapping me from thinking about that, and I look in her direction, and into big black and gold eyes, skin pink as bubblegum and a smile probably bright enough to guide ships in storms.

"No you don't," I retort, trying to back up, but we're all on a bus to our assigned test area, two to a seat, and so I just back up on the window.

"Yeah I do," she beams, "You work at the café I go to. Seriously, those crepes are the best, girl. and you totally rocked the maid cosplay last month."

"that was Big Sis's idea," I say quickly out of how embarrassing that stunt was, "well, she's more like my aunt, but don't say that around her."

"Oh I like you. come to think of it, I've only seen you at the café."

"Home-schooled," I tell her, and mercifully, the bus stops to let us out.

"Good luck out there," she says.

"You too," I respond, "and sorry about that."

She waves it off, but its the truth. However bubbly she is, She's here for the same reason I am, to be a hero, and she deserves respect and honor for her decision. All of us to as we finally assemble outside a gate marked Battle Center A. I barely have time to register the giant doors ahead of us, and the dismissive grunt of it by a blonde boy ahead of us, when they crack open, and Present Mic shouts that the exam's begun...

"DIE!"

And the blonde's battle cry almost drowns out the explosion that launches him into the mock city well ahead of the rest of us. Most of us are running in a second later, while those whose Quirks grant movement find their own ways. I'd like to count myself among the latter, but I couldn't exactly train my Quirk without tipping off Dad.

But limited to my own two feet, I make good time, leading from the front, what I have trained for so instinctive that I don't even register its activity until I've cut my second robot in half, all thanks to Big Sis' Kendo lessons. the pink girl from earlier gives me a cheer as she literally skates by on a glistening trail, and I return her salute when she throws what must be a stream of acid at one of her targets. In the distance, we hear more explosions. DIE!-Boy's streak is so good, some of us may be failing anyway with so few foes left for us. A fact that's clear once an explosion of ball lightning erupts from within a cluster of them. they collapse to reveal another blonde boy who flashes a double thumbs up of almost idiotic confidence

And that's when the earth shakes.

Even in a world of quirks and the superheroes that use them, the sight is almost impossible to comprehend as the final robot appears, so bulky that it seems as if one of the largest buildings about us has decided to take a walk, casually pushing its fellow towers aside like merely heavy curtains instead of countless tonnes of concrete.

Present Mic had warned us of this colossus, that for all its power and menace, its worth is zero points. A mere obstacle and waste of time, even if any of us had the power to fight it. Even Die-Boy must know this, for his explosions don't go off in its direction, and so many of us run.

But I don't. A hero does not abandon the field while the enemy is before them. If the others flee, then it is my duty to cover their retreat. I take a step forward, and a niggling thought pops in. not a memory, not even a dream, just a momentary sense that this is familiar, as if I'd faced a foe like this before, and I take both comfort and confidence.

Another step, and I see that even without that thought, I would do this anyway. the electric boy's smile is not mere confidence, but one of pure idiocy, still smiling, still flashing a double thumbs up, while his eyes are wide in hapless terror, just enough mind left to know he's in the monster's path.

I want to call out, tell Pinky to grab our brother-in-arms, but she's already halfway there, and still not enough time, even as it seems to grind to a halt on my third step. Like I said, I've not trained my quirk much, but I know what it can do, that it as if I could grab hold of the wind itself and use it as a weapon, and with some effort, even hurl blasts of it like in those old animes dad likes so much. but now, in this moment, in the space of time between eyeblinks, that explanation falls short, as I feel a weight in my hands so familiar and right, the faintly blue-white air between my grasping hands becoming shining gold, and I feel a wholeness I never knew I was lacking until now.

and the moment passes, the eye finishes blinking, and there is no golden light. I see Pinky grab the boy, register the gaping hole through the now collapsing robot, and Present Mic, now definitely the guy on the radio, shouting that we're out of time.

We've done it. we saved the day in the nick of time. Pass or fail, in this moment, I take comfort that I finally know what it means to be a hero.

Seiba Emiya. Hero. Has a nice ring to it, I think to myself as I feel my strength abandon me. as my body topples over I pass into welcoming darkness, at least until the familiar nightmare...

[awesomelyanxiouspanda]

A Fiercely Bleeding Heart (Lucifer/OFC): Chapter 8

Story summary: Emery (Our lovely OFC) owns a thriving coffee shop smack dab in the middle of Monroe City, Mo. She’s well known for her unique coffee drinks and her “coffee charity”. What happens when a woman with too much heart- and not nearly enough common sense- comes across the fallen archangel in his mostly human state? Will Lucifer behave, or will he bite the hand that (quite literally) feeds him?  

Warnings/Tags: None!

Loosely based around S.13 E. 13! Plus size OC, OC is gullible and a big softie, Lucifer in his nearly human form, Soft Lucifer, Dean and Sam cosplaying FBI agents again, Canon typical violence, Non-Canon compliant story line, Soulmate AU-ish?, canon typical cursing, NOT a slow burn, not beta’d we die like our king Crowley, smut, vaginal fingering, oral sex (male receiving), unprotected smut, commitments are made, soulmate bonds are formed, praise kink, Luci can dirty talk with the best of them (we all know his sass would be sinful in bed),  little bit of drama, some self-esteem issues, possessive Lucifer, breeding kink, dom/sub themes, pet names (such as princess, good girl, and little one), Castiel awkwardly and adorably cosplaying an FBI agent, Castiel is also scary af, reader gets a backbone and attempts the implausible.

A/N: This one is more of a filler, but I felt it was necessary before we get back into the action!  Just a little side note but... WHY IS WRITING SO HARD? Lol I know I shouldn't complain but damn. I'd really like a consistent drive and ability rather than this start-and-stop crap.

When I woke, it was to the hushed whispers of voices arguing. I could tell they weren’t in the room with me, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying. All I could tell was they sounded pissed. 

I laid there for a few more minutes, trying in vain to discern anything from them, but finally gave up with a huff. When I sat up, I was frustrated to find myself in a strange kind of bedroom; No chance of figuring out where I was thanks to the last of windows. It didn’t take long to get bored of waiting for the fighting to end, seemingly unending if nothing would interrupt it, so I took it upon myself to do just that. Slipping from the bed, I made my way over to the door and opened it without preamble, stopping short as I saw Dean, Sam, Castiel, and another man I’d not yet met. All four went silent as I stared awkwardly back at them. The fourth one had that same vibe I got from Lucifer and, almost instantly, I knew he had to be an angel of some kind. He seemed more laid back than Castiel, a little smile across his lips as he stared back my way. Though still taller than me, he was obviously the shortest of them all. His shaggy brown locks were swept back, exposing his slim face, sharp features, and inquisitive eyes that mixed somewhere between a hazel green and brown. Though it was stupid, I truly felt the least threatened by him of them all.

The tense silence went on for far too long but I was unwilling to be the one to break it. 

“So, you wanna do this or should I?” Dean asked suddenly, turning toward Sam.

The younger brother let out a breath but, before he could speak, the newest member stepped forward. 

“Let me. You three go have a group hug session or whatever it is you do,” he sighed. 

An awkward smile teased the edges of my lips at his sass but I quickly stowed it away when Dean shot me a look. 

“And Gabriel? Feel free to do whatever is necessary to get her to listen,” he shot back as he turned away.

Well, I’d obviously lost some favor with the eldest Winchester. Sam offered me a little forced smile before following his brother and Castiel down the seemingly endless hallway, leaving just me and Gabriel in the now-awkward silence. 

“Let’s get this out of the way. Nothing you can say will get me to give up anything on Nick, nor will you be able to turn me against him or-”

“Save it, sweet cheeks,” he cut me off quickly, gesturing me back into the room, “I’m not as naive as those two or my little brother.”

I was hesitant to follow his silent instruction but stepped back to let him in, nonetheless. Although I was definitely avoiding the bed at all costs. Nice vibes or not, a strange man was still a strange man. 

“Younger brother?” I asked after a moment, almost already certain he was talking about Castiel.

“Castiel.”

So my theory was right. He was an angel. He was related to Lucifer, then. I tried to hide my surprise as I sat on the lone chair against the wall, watching as he sat on the bed with a groan. 

“You don’t look much alike,” I quipped. 

He shot me a charming grin and a wink before retorting, “I’m better looking, I know.”

An unbidden blush crossed my cheeks at his flirtatious nature. This was certainly a change from the other three and I wasn’t sure how to handle it just yet.

“Though you might be surprised to find I don’t look like any of my brothers. Although I have been told Luci and I share a shocking resemblance.”

At that, I had to let out a laugh.

“You’re joking, right? You and Lucifer look nothing alike. I mean, maybe hair color, but if I didn’t know better…”

My words trailed off at the gleeful expression of victory that crossed his face and immediately I cursed myself. I’d just admitted to knowing Lucifer. Fuck! How stupid was I?

“So you did know,” he said with a little laugh, “I had a feeling. Luci is too full of himself not to peacock his archangel status about.”

I didn’t dare open my mouth at that, too afraid I’d just stick my foot back in. 

“What I want to know, is why you hid it. You have to know what he’s done. Why would you lie to Sam and Dean to protect Lucifer of all people?” he asked. 

Rather than reply, I simply stared him dead on, unsure of how to respond. It became clear that he wasn’t bothered by my silence when he let it trail on for what seemed like hours and I was quickly losing my bravado. Unfortunately, I was the first to break. 

“Fine, you want to know?! Lucifer saved my life. He’s done nothing but be good to me since I met him! He rescued me from that freak Asmodeus. He hasn’t lied to me or hurt me once. He makes me feel safe and happy and loved and... So what if he did bad things before? He’s not like that anymore!” 

He frowned at that and I felt my gut twist.  

“He’s got you so blinded, sugar. Sure, he’s not out massacring millions of humans at the moment, but he’s not good by any stretch of the imagination. Right now, those boys’ mom is stuck in another dimension where he left her to the mercy of rogue angels who are torturing her. He’s a self-serving, manipulative, assho-”

“Enough! I already told you, it’s not going to work,” I snapped brokenly. 

Sympathy wormed its way through his eyes as he let out a sigh and leaned his elbows onto his knees, resting his chin in his hands.

Crossing my arms across my chest to shield myself somewhat from his demanding stare, I asked softly, “What?”

“You love him,” he sighed after a second, a little chuckle of disbelief following quickly as his features softened, “Big bro managed to actually snag himself a woman. I can’t believe it. How? I know you said something about… Asmodeus.”

The way he flinched under that name spoke volumes and, for just a moment, I could see the powerful archangel as something much more human. 

“Uh, yeah. Apparently, a demon saw Lucifer at my shop one night and Asmodeus decided torturing me was the way to go about getting information on him. Unfortunately for us both, I didn’t know anything about him being an archangel. He was just… Nick, to me; Homeless, hot, very human, Nick,” I explained thickly, eyes clouding just at the memory, “Lucifer was the one to save me. While I was healing, he kept me in hell with him. He explained that apparently Nick and I were possible soulmates and that he felt drawn to me from being in Nick’s body and being mostly human around me. And before you try to say he’s manipulating me, I know a lot of what he’s done. I know he’s not a good person by any stretch of the imagination, but I also know for certain that he’s much better than before! For fucks sake, he’s helped me twice now by volunteering at the soup kitchen in town, and he’s the reason my charity has expanded in leaps and bounds! Even if that was somehow all a ruse, I’d still stick by his side because… because I owe him that, at the very least, and because I can’t just stop loving him…”

Before I could stop it, a sob hiccuped through my chest and I hastily buried my face in my hands to hide the tears spilling out. How embarrassing was it to cry in front of a total stranger?! 

“Hey, hey, come on now, sugar. Don’t cry.”

Suddenly Gabriel’s voice was much closer and I reeled back in the chair out of shock, just to find him on the floor before me, holding out what looked to be a lollipop in my direction. To say I was confused was an understatement. 

“Uh, thanks, but I don’t like candy,” I mumbled as I tried to wipe away the tears. 

“You don’t like candy at all?” he asked in obvious disbelief. 

“Just chocolate. I don’t like any ‘candy’ candy,” I explained. 

“Hmm, I gotta say, not liking candy? That’s major points off the sister-in-law chart.”

A snort of a laugh escaped at the little dance his eyebrows did as he suddenly produced what looked to be a small chocolate truffle out of nowhere. I was hesitant to take it at first but then I realized how ridiculous that was. They already had me captive. There was no reason to poison me now. The grumble of my empty stomach was all it took to finally push me into grabbing the chocolate and popping it into my mouth. As I savored the rich flavor, his words echoed in my head once more and I found my heart racing in both delight and surprise. 

“Sister-in-law huh?” I asked cautiously. 

Gabriel flashed a winning smile as he sat back and drew his knees up. 

“Well, Luci obviously cares about you, and you’ve made it clear you’re not leaving anytime soon,” he answered easily, “If he’s truly as reformed as you say, there may be a better path forward than we’ve all been expecting.” 

Swallowing hard, I nod once then muttered, “What about the Winchesters?”

With a little handwave, he got to his feet and said, “Let me handle them.”

… 

I knew it was childish but I couldn’t resist kicking over the pile of books that had been brought to me over the last couple of days. Creating some form of destruction was the only sort of release I had. I wasn’t strong enough to damage the solid wood furniture in the room, nor was I desperate enough to ruin the TV- the only minor link I had to the outside world. 

I wasn’t sure how long I could hold off that desperation though. Day by day, I grew more frustrated by the situation and the men who had put me in it. One month. It had been one entire, miserable, infuriating month of being “protected”. Sam and Dean tried to paint it as if I wasn’t a prisoner but we all knew that was a lie. There was no denying it. Trapped in this windowless bunker from hell with the two flannel-wearing giants and two powerful angels, never allowed to roam the halls without one of them by my side, not even allowed the privacy of a completely alone bathroom trip; It was maddening. I was only allowed to see those four; Sam, Dean, Castiel, and Gabriel. 

I wasn’t even allowed the luxury of calling my employees or my family so, for all I knew, they thought I was dead. Apparently, that was the picture they were painting for Lucifer as well if what Gabriel had hinted at was true. It was… more than worrying. When I got out of here- IF I got out of here- how was I going to be able to return to my life? Silly nightmares of my cafe being left in shambles or even worse, being taken and sold from underneath me, plagued me almost nightly, and yet those were the good ones. The most painful ones were the ones where I heard Lucifer calling out for me, crying for some kind of response, begging me not to have left him, and I could do nothing to reach out to him thanks to the fucking “angel warding” Castiel had apparently branded onto my ribs in my sleep the first night they took me. 

The only one who even attempted to understand my plight was Gabriel, which I considered ironic seeing as he was the one closest to Lucifer, although he also seemed to be the only one who was still holding some hope that his brother was actually different than before. Through this chaotic mess, he was the only one I was forming a budding friendship with. That alone wasn’t enough to keep my sanity intact though it seemed. 

A knock on the door caught my attention and I hastily jumped to my feet as it swung open, revealing the entire quartet. Immediately it was clear something was different. There was a light in Sam’s eyes that hadn’t been there before, and Dean looked nearly ready to bolt. 

“What’s going on?” I asked, the worry clear in my voice. 

“We- uh, we’re going to be gone for a bit,” Sam replied, eyes darting to the others before he stepped forward and extended a bag in my direction, “I’m not sure how long we’ll be gone, but we have safeguards in place should anything keep us longer than a few days.” 

The bag felt almost more than I could hold as my gaze dropped down to it and its contents. Food, clothes, toiletries… Just where the hell were they going?! 

I voiced my question aloud but was met with tense awkwardness and shifting glances. 

“Anyway, that should be good enough for now. We’re going to keep the door locked so don’t even think of trying to escape. There will be someone here keeping an eye on you and the place so don’t try any funny shit, got it?” 

I met Dean’s serious glance with a nod of understanding. Of course, it was a lie. I’d be doing everything in my power to get out the moment I felt safe doing so. As they turned to leave, I caught Gabriel’s glance and read the uncertainty clear in his eyes.

“Take care, sugar, we’ll see you soon,” he assured me.

The sound of the door shutting sent conflicting emotions through my chest and I dropped back into my spot on the bed, staring unseeing at the spot they’d just occupied. 

Freedom hadn’t felt so close in weeks. I hastily sorted through the items, throwing the clothes and sanitary things aside until I came across a toothbrush. As weak as I was, I knew I could easily break the plastic and use the sharpened edge to chip away around the door strike plate and face plate. It’d take a lot of time and work but it was my only option. 

A wave of guilt passed through my thoughts at the idea of possibly hurting Gabriel with my choice, but the hope of seeing Lucifer again was more than enough to push that aside. 

“Better start now,” I sighed to myself.

With the snap of plastic heavy in the air, I made my way to the door and planned my strategy. 

…

“ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!”

Fury rushed like fire through my belly as I slammed my fist against the door, effectively hurting my hand but achieving nothing else. The thrice-broken toothbrush sat uselessly at my crisscrossed legs and I couldn’t resist throwing a middle finger at it before swiping it up once more. 

“I’m so fucking close! If this would- just- fucking- work!”

Every word was punctuated with a heavy slam of the plastic on the now-whittled-down door frame. I could see the hallway between the door and frame, and it was more motivation than I’d had in a while, but the work seemed never-ending. It didn’t help that my stomach was aching and rounds of nausea kept plaguing my guts. Neither one was a new occurrence over the past few weeks, but it was more detrimental than ever because it meant I had to keep taking breaks in order not to puke all over myself. 

Shoving my frizzy curls back with a heavy curse, I slammed my hands to the ground and got to my feet as a new idea filled my mind. 

“When all else fails…” I muttered. 

My eyes squeezed shut tight and I took a deep breath in preparation before throwing myself hard at the door. Pain blossomed through my arm something fierce but it was quickly overtaken by adrenaline and shock as I felt the door splinter and give way under my weight. Taking a step back, I repeated the motion only to go crashing through with a booming crack and end up sprawled across the floor. 

Before I even took inventory of my wounds, my eyes darted in terror around the hallway and I caught my breath to listen for the sounds of any watchdogs approaching. After what felt like years, I let my body slide limp against the floor and stared up at the dim lights on the ceiling. 

I was out. It was only the first hurdle, as I still had to circumvent any possible guards and get through the main door, but it was a massive achievement.

As I lay there, catching my breath and thinking over my options, I was surprised to find the pain in my body slowly ebbing away. What was once a sharp agonizing pain there was barely a dull ache. I sure wasn’t about to question why, despite my mild concerns. It was something I could figure out once I was safe with Lucifer. 

“Okay, onto part two,” I sighed under my breath.

[dad-victoriam]

I have one official character each for Fallout 3 and New Vegas, but In Fallout 4, I have like, three. Two Minutemen Generals and a Railroad Agent. Can you tell which play-through I started while bored and stuck in quarantine?

Lupe Campbell

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/Her

Hair Color: Dark Brown

Eye Color: Pale Blue

Sexuality: Bisexual

Nicknames: General, Madam President, Ma, Lulu

Preferred Weapon: Custom Laser Rifle

Faction: Commonwealth Minutemen

Best Friend: Nick Valentine

Love Interest: Preston Garvey

Has never done anything wrong in her life ever.

Preston knows this, and he loves her.

They have Team Mom and Team Dad Energy.

Sturges says they’re gross about it, but one time they got in a fight and he nearly cried because he though they were going to break up.

Is freakishly strong and constantly concerns and astounds people watching her carry and lift things.

Once physically lifted Hancock up over her head and carried him to the time-out corner when he was antagonizing Danse.

He lives in constant fear of being manhandled again.

Her karma is so pristine it’s practically blinding.

Loves helping Nick on cases, always looks for an excuse to wear the trench coat and fedora.

Has unique sense of fashion, thinks the Minutemen General Cosplay is high couture, only wears high-waist Mom Jeans.

Had joined up with the Brotherhood for a little bit, but after Danse got kicked out she left.

Actually, what happened was she stormed into Maxon’s office, lectured him in a way only a mom could, told him she wasn’t mad, just disappointed and then left the Prydwen and hasn’t returned since.

Maxon locked himself in his quarters afterwards to brood, not to cry, he definitely didn’t cry.

(He cried a little bit)

Danse joined the Minutemen after that. It was like the Brotherhood, but they were as loyal to him as he was to them. It really helped him cope and renewed his sense of purpose.

Lupe and Preston are proud of him.

Everyone jokes that he’s like their son behind their backs. Hancock got caught once (see above mentioned physical lifitng).

Her Mom Energy is so potent that legit most of the companions and even some of the Minutemen and Sanctuary settelers gave her the nickname ‘Ma’

Does not drink, does not smoke, what does she do?

She delivers Justice.

Fox Hawthorne

Gender: Female

Pronouns: She/ Her

Hair Color: Ginger

Eye Color: Green

Sexuality: Lesbian

Nicknames: Whisper (Deacon) Renarde (Curie)

Preferred Weapon: Silenced Sniper Rifle

Faction: The Railroad

Best Friend: MacCready

Love Interest: Curie

Closeted Pre-War, had a family to please her mother, actually pretty sad, doesn’t like talking about it except where Shaun is concerned.

“Fox” is not her real name but she refuses to tell anyone what it really is and there’s no way for them to ever find out for sure.

Deacon once snuck down to the vault to see if it was on record somewhere only to find out she was one step ahead of him.

She hacked the records and wherever her true name had been was replaced with a string of emojis.

🦊🍑👅🖕🏻

Codsworth is programmed to call her “Miss Fox” and does not understand the fact that she has another name so he’s no help either.

She can NOT stand staying in Sanctuary (too many memories) and renovated the Red Rocket station nearby to keep her stuff in.

A settlement formed around it and they’re pretty friendly with their Minutemen neighbors even though Preston is constantly trying to get Fox to join the cause.

She will not, she thinks the outfits are tacky, but secretly still goes out of her way to help settlements.

Curie loves it when she does that.

Her relationship with MacCready is summed up by ‘Pure of Heart, Dumb of Ass / Lesbian’.

Do Not Separate Them.

They platonically raise Shaun and Duncan together.

“This is our dad, and this is our mom, and this is our mom’s girlfriend, Curie.”

Two Snipers Out In The Commonwealth Doing Sniper Things.

He literally pouts every time Fox leaves him at Red Rocket to do Railroad Missions with Deacon.

Curie keeps him company, they get along stupendously.

Other than Railroad Missions, or Settlement Rescue Mission Dates with Curie, Fox and MacCready are joined at the hip and are off doing dumb shit.

Always return to Red Rocket with broken noses, dislocated shoulders, cuts, bumps, and bruises and Curie has to patch them up.

Fox claims her kisses have healing properties.

She’s flirting, but Curie thinks she’s serious and has offered to kiss MacCready’s wounds as well.

He had to politely decline multiple times for fear of facing certain death via sandman kill.

The weirdest trio in the Commonwealth.

No one understands their dynamic.

It works because all three of them are the awkward third wheel of the friendship.

Bo

Gender: ???

Pronouns: They/Them

Hair Color: ???

Eye Color: ???

Sexuality: Pansexual

Nicknames: Commonwealth Cryptid

Preferred Weapon: Molotov Cocktail

Faction: Commonwealth Minutemen

Best Friend: Dogmeat

Love Interest: Hancock

Has good intentions, but bad methods.

Takes their title as General of the Minutemen very seriously.

Makes sure every settlement has enough food, water, and defense.

Spends hours decorating and making them look nice.

Could have a promising future (or past?) in architecture and interior design.

Intelligence stat is either 1 or 10, no one knows.

All their strategies are chaotic and crackpot but like; they work???

Chooses the Sarcastic response 100% of the time.

Low-Key devout member of the Children of Atom.

Wears assault gas mask and only ever takes off the mask when they’re furious and deadly serious, or you know, when they’re going to sleep.

Legitimately no one, not even the companions, knows what they look like, or even if they’re human or not.

Hancock knows, because he’s seen them naked, but refuses to tell anyone because he lives for the chaos and will constantly make up fake shit just to fuck with the rest of the group.

Hancock is the only living individual who knows what their face looks like.

Piper tried to see if Shaun knew anything and was like, “are you not even a little curious?”

The kid just shrugged, and like, messed around with a Laser Sniper Rifle he was making and was like “they’re my parent. That’s just how they are. I like them the way they are”.

MacCready swears up and down that he saw them turn their head 180 degrees like an owl one time.

Hancock backed him up, but he was huffing jet and laughing his ass off the whole time so no one knows if he was serious.

Gives “let’s get this freak show on the road” a whole new connotation.

Can only shop at Diamond City Surplus at night because Crazy Myrna refuses to sell to them.

She thinks they’re a synth and will not take “No, I’m Jangles the Moon Monkey” as an answer.

Definitely did blow up the Prydwen.

Stole Maxon’s jacket.

Has the Cannibalism perk.

It’s just practical, there are lots of dead bodies everywhere and food is scarce. If they eat a raider, then somehow, somewhere, there’s a Fancy Lad Snack Cake left for a starving orphan to eat.

No one else seems to see it this way.

Loves Brahmin.

I mean, really loves them.

 Will stop whatever they’re doing to pet one if they see one.

If they’re working as part of a caravan, they’ll call them Ma’am and apologize for disrupting their work, but will still pet them.

Caravan Guards who see this behavior: ?????

Maxed Stealth and Pickpocket perks

Is a Little Sneak Thief

All their armor has Chameleon Legendary effects.

This stresses everyone out because that means they can be anywhere at any time and oh my God, where are they? I know they’re in here with me, where are they???

Once snuck up on MacCready (accidentally) and pulled an actual full swear word out of the guy. It was loud.

And it was the Fuck word.

It’s Bo’s proudest achievement.

Was totally on board with being the Overboss of Nukaworld until Gage suggested raiding Commonwealth Settlements.

They take their title as General of the Minutemen very very seriously.

They took off the mask, and all of Nukaworld saw their face that day. T’was brutal.

I’m talking “Rip and tear until it is done”.

I’m talking heavy metal theme music and everything.

It’s a nice and peaceful little trader settlement now. Bo planted flowers everywhere.

So, did you guess which one I started cuz I was bored in quarantine, yet? Did you guess all three? You would be correct.