#TheGamingTerroriser

[books-bring-you-to-wonderland]

Love @alittlesliceofcucumber ‘s Spooky Lads au so much, I wanted to make some mood boards! Hope ye enjoy! 

[eremaea]

I’ve got to say, The Lads’ Crusader Kings III videos have way more funny moments than you’d expect from that game genre.

Kevin: My guy is up to marry, if you're interested. Brian: Your, your...Oh, your son? Kevin: That's my daughter, you dick.

Daithi (reading prompt): "Girls are so fascinating"..."You discover that you are a heterosexual"... Brian: WAGE WAR ON ENGLAND! LET'S GO, BOYS!! Daithi: Hold on here -- I just realised I'm heterosexual!

Daithi: Thanks for marrying my daughter, Kevin. She's like, seven. Kevin: No problem, dude!

Kevin: No, don't kill the queen! She's my wife! [pause] Wait -- she got murdered! I thought she died of old age. Sean (very quietly): Oh...sorry. [pause] Kevin (furious): Seeeeeeaaannn...

Daniel (reading prompt): "The burning sensation in my groin was growing so unbearable I had to excuse myself and flee to my chambers..." Kevin: Dan, talk about the game.

[bigjigglyidi8]

Brian's got men, women, and nonbines picking up the good vibes

[zeofficialrave]

I guess this'll be the first post

[unintentionally-lame]

I'm a day late but this made my night 😭

(Got this from the alphabetas twitter)

[zariolm]

I did personal refs of some of my favs!!

[mssjynx]

a wonderful thing to witness when opening instagram for the first time in a month-

[jeawrites]

Promises

(For a warm up today I rewrote a draft I had for some old au so, context; Brian is a traveler who’s trying to earn his place in the world, Brock is a hopeless romantic who ends up following him along for the ride and the two learn a lot together!).

Ship: Terroriser/Moosnuckle

warnings: None

Word Count: 552

The moonlight reflected off the water and perfectly onto Brock’s face. Brian smiled a tinge, laughing as he twirled him around and danced softly to their own rhythm, the only music being their out of key humming.

“Yer really pretty,” Brian mumbled, pulling Brock close as they slowed to simple swaying. 

Brock’s arms latched more securely around Brian and he hummed at the compliment. “I know I am,” he said, slow and taking his time. 

That was good. That was perfect.

They were both taking their time, soothing motions and calming voices had gotten them this far, so it was only right their next step would be littered in a calming type of serenity. 

“I’m glad ye know,” he said, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. “Took me forever t’ get that through your stubborn head.”

Brock giggled, looking up at him with a smile that could melt steel. “Sorry,” he said, voice holding no remorse as he stood up a bit straighter and met Brian’s lips gently. 

They pulled apart as the night air draped over them and they looked towards the lake. The water was near still, but it was gorgeous nonetheless. 

“I love ye,” Brian mumbled as he looked at Brock again, catching the man gather a few tears up in his eyes. 

“I love you too,” he said, voice becoming heavy and a bit hesitant as he looked up again. “I love you a lot.”

“Well, ye know I’m bad at secrets,” Brian added, stepping back a bit to fit his hand between the two of them after he pulled something from his coat pocket. “And, I’m sure Evan snitched.”

Brock bit back a smile and wiped his eyes. “Like I’d believe a word he says,” he huffed, a giggle following that broke into a sob. “I- I just can’t-” he cut himself off, biting his lip. 

Brian smiled fondly at him, like he was the dearest thing to him- and Brock was the dearest thing to him. “Well, I’m sure ye kept your hopes up,” he commented, turning his hand over to reveal a small blue box. “I couldn’t afford anything spectacular, but I do hope ye like it,” he said, pressing a button on the box, revealing a silver ring. 

Brock stared at it, his eyes welling up as his breathing became more stammered and he looked up at Brian. 

“This... isn’t a proposal, not yet,” he glanced off. “But, it is a promise- once I get to a point where I’m happy and confident we can both be happy... then I’ll make sure to steal you away and propose again,” he laughed gently. 

“Bri,” Brock whined, pulling him down as he wrapped his arms around his shoulders. “This- I- I love you! I- I’ll wait!” he pulled back and smiled. “No matter how long it takes, as long as I’m here to help you through it we can take our time,” he promised, “And I swear I’ll be my best me when the time comes!” 

They shared another kiss and departed, the ring on Brock’s finger reflecting the moon that they swore under. When the time comes, Brock will marry the man he loves, and similarly, when Brian is ready, he will give Brock the best of the best, starting with himself.

[fresaestrella]

I Thought of a Frozen au where Ohm is Elsa and Delirious is Anna

Brian is Hans because he looks like him the most I guess :P

I might do more idk

[benene-the-banana]

Moo: In your opinion what’s the height of stupidity

Terroriser: Hey Nogla how tall are you?

[vanosslirious]

About your fanfic comment. People with fans always have a persona in a sense. When there is a camera or social media, they portray themselves how they want their fans to see them. Some people, dont get me wrong, don't need to dress themselves up as much as others. I only think shipping real people crosses a line when you expect that fiction to be a reality. If it really bothered the people you were shipping, they would speak out about it. As long as we ship the online persona, no harm no foul.

Continuation… As long as your writing is harrasing people it’s fine. If people dont want to see fanficiton they dont hace tk read it. It’s your choice. Just don’t let people decide what you want to do. I love a lot of your work and it would be a shame if others made you feel what you are doing is wrong when it isn’t. Hopefully when you do decide, you do what you want to do and not what people demand of you

Yeah. I had to think about this. I mean, I’ve seen people comment about shipping real people. That it’s disgusting because it goes over a line that shouldn’t be crossed because of people’s idealism of who the irl people are and who they aren’t. I wrote this post the other day about this, and how I felt about writing real life people (I didn’t upload it because I was trying to think of where I stood.) And I do think it’s fine if the irl people never know about it, that fanfiction is a safe place, and the irl people have a choice of looking their own name up and that would be their choice of finding the fanfiction. While the person who is writing the fanfiction has the choice to keep it in a singular domain without spreading or in a way, harassing the real person to read it or whatever.

The thing is, I’ve been feeling oddly insecure because of these youtube comments on Shyan videos (Shane x Ryan from Buzzfeed Unsolved) And people on those comments were saying how disgusting or disturbing it is to write fanfiction or to ship real life people when they have girlfriends/significant others. And the comment sections full of the same thing over and over again, even though its harmless videos. 

I get that Vanoss has a girlfriend, same for the others who have gf/wives. I really respect their relationships with whoever they’re with, and I never have harassed any of them. I may follow Vanoss, SMii7y, and Delirious on Instagram, but I’ve never tried to talk to them. It’s sort of a way to just like their posts, that’s it. But the fanfiction I write is more for the fandom than for the BBS. It’s like my own contribution to their persona’s that I can write different kinds of fanfic without actually putting their personalities or life into the characters that I’m writing (besides Vanoss’ other persona as Rynx in Wires.)

I do think it’s fine to write fanfiction for them. And I do think that shaming people for writing fanfiction is wrong just because it has to do with real people. Also I’m pretty sure the BBS are aware of who they’re shipped with, and the fanfiction that is involved, and when they do bring it up in certain videos, they don’t go around telling people to stop writing about them (although they have expressed being weirded out, but I’m sure anyone would feel that way about their friends.)

Yet, they haven’t said, stop writing fanfiction, because I’m sure they also know that saying this would be negative on the fandom, or that fanfiction in an whole for the fandom is needed since fanfiction is one of the largest things in fandom culture. It’s not something to be stopped, similar to fan art. I’m also not saying they have no choice in the matter, which they either look it up or they don’t, and from what I can see, most of them ignore it, which I think is fine as well. I think it could be viewed as a mutual understanding. You (artists) write/draw fanfiction/art, but don’t show the person who is the muse. While the muse (real life people) don’t cross the line by looking up the artwork, unless they actually want too, which is also fine. As artists, we shouldn’t take their choice of looking up fanfiction or fanart away from them, even when they don’t want to look it up or read it. And we shouldn’t force a narrative on them just because we’re fans of them. 

I feel like I’m being aggressive at the end, but I assure you, I’m not. Fanfiction is fanfiction, art is art, it can be deleted or reworked, and over time, it’s not going to matter all that much (most of the art/fanfiction is time well spent, it matters to us, and the passion is there, so I don’t mean that it doesn’t matter in a wrong way, more like time well tell on how we feel about it.) 

And I would never want them to know about my fanfiction, or even this blog. This is for the fans, not particularly the real life people, and I know and I hope everyone else knows, that the line that is drawn is the line we stay behind. :)

[heyitsjamsai]

so for Change Your Mind, everyone has something special about their speech bubbles when they aren’t in that panel. these little icons are there to help distinguish who says what!

most of them aren’t really all that extra and they’re all just small... but you get it

[bigjigglyidi8]

The most important moment in Brian’s new video.

[zachsreaderinserts]

Friends That Are Beneficial

ship: iamwildcat x male!reader x thegamingterrorizer x vanossgaming

warnings: gta au, reader is a sweet bean, this is mostly platonic

The blaring of my phone had woken me up from the best nap I had taken in a while. Grumbling under my breath, I looked over and saw it was Evan calling me.

"Hello?" I muttered, my voice deeper than usual.

"Hey, Y/n, my lovely best friend! My best pal on all of the Earth whom I love very much!" In the background, I heard gunshots and explosions going off.

"Evan? What's going on?" I sat up immediately, putting him on speaker. I started getting dressed, preparing for the worst.

"Our heist isn't going as smoothly as planned. The group is split up into threes and right now, Terrorizer, Wildcat, and I need a backup driver. Can you be near the pier within five minutes?"

"I can try! Do you want me to bring the truck?" I put on a pale sweater and shorts, trying to go for the innocent vibe.

"Yes. The least suspicious, the better." Shoving on tennis shoes, I ran to my white truck outside, jumping in with a duffel bag I had prepared for situations like this.

I sped away from my house and started for the beach, getting closer to the wailing of sirens and gunshots. I did an illegal turn into a small alleyway, calling Evan again once I parked.

"I'm between the bakery and the surf shop. Try to not get me arrested."

"I gotcha. We'll be there in a few." And with that, he hung up. I sat on the hood of my truck, scrolling on my phone mindlessly. Not even a few seconds later, there was a loud explosion about a block away, which made me jump.

Evan Fong, my friend for two years, rounded the corner with two men following them. They looked dirtied and bruised, but I could tell they were victorious from the smile on one of their faces.

I tossed over the duffel bag full of clothes, smiling kindly.

"Hurry up, boys. The faster you change, the faster we leave this area." Evan threw off his mask and red jacket, replacing it with a yellow jacket and a black baseball cap. The guy with the pig mask took off the mask and the helmet, placing my navy hoodie on top of his bloody shirt. and the last guy simply buttoned up his flannel, taking off his mask that only covered half of his face.

They proceeded to put their own duffel bags, as well as mine beneath the backseats, before climbing in. I turned to Evan, handing him some money.

"Be a doll and get us some cake pops." He nodded, smiling as he walked away with the money. I jumped into my truck, pulling out so I was parked on the curb front of the store.

"What's Vanoss doing?" Pig boy asked me, confused by why we were still in the same place. "We need to go!"

"The best way to hide is to hide in plain sight." I conveyed, turning in my seat to hold out my hand. "Y/n L/n. A pleasure to meet you two."

"Tyler." Pig boy grunted, shaking my hand firmly. His hand was rough compared to mine.

"Brian." The other guy had an Irish accent, which kinda shocked me. I heard the wailing of sirens and turned back around in my seat, pulling out my phone.

"If anyone asks, we're a group of friends about to go roller skating together. Evan wanted us all to hang out together and this is our first time meeting one another." Right as I finished talking, a police officer had knocked on my window.

"Excuse me, sir," he looked serious as I rolled down my window, "have you seen three men, all wearing masks, running around?"

"I'm sorry, officer, but I've just been waiting here for my friend to come out of the cafe. I did hear an explosion from that direction." I pointed to where I had heard the sound, causing the officer to sigh.

"Yeah, that was them. They seemed to have just vanished under our radar." He looked at me, grinning. "Well, if you do see them, don't hesitate to call the station."

"Loud and clear, sir. Have a nice day!" As he walked away, Evan exited the store with a bag of goodies. "I said cake pops, Evan! Not everything they're selling!"

"I'm hungry!" He whined, climbing into the passenger seat. "Would it be okay if we stayed at your house for the night? I wanna wait out any searches for the night."

"Sure thing. How do burgers sound tonight?" I put on my sunglasses, driving away from the beach and towards my neighborhood.

"I'm down," Tyler mumbled, getting comfortable in the back seat. Brian just shrugged, accepting a cake pop from Evan. I held my hand out, getting a (chocolate/vanilla) one from him. I ate happily, swaying left and right in happiness.

As we made it to my garage, the boys proceeded to climb out. I turned off the truck, hopping out as well.

"You made this?" I looked over, seeing Brian inspect one of my paintings. It was a simple one, with a bouquet of flowers in a person's hands.

"Yeah. You gotta earn money somehow." I unlocked the door, letting the boys come in behind me. "I only have one guest room, so one of you guys have the choice of bunking with me or sleeping on an air mattress."

"I'll bunk with you." Evan offered, still eating his snacks from the cafe. I slapped a croissant from his hand, frowning at him.

"I'm about to make dinner, turd. Stop eating junk." I put the snacks on my counter, turning to go to my fridge. "Evan, be a dear and show the others where they're sleeping." I heard their footsteps disappear up the stairs as I pulled out premade burger patties.

I went to my backyard to prepare the grill when Brian had peeked his head out.

"Can I have a drink?"

"Yeah! Yeah! You don't have to ask." I reassured him, smiling softly as he grinned back. I started grilling to food, humming lightly as I did.

Suddenly the three came out, carrying their own lawn chairs and drinks. As they sat near me, I turned around and smiled at them.

"You guys like your room?" Tyler and Brian immediately grinned, both seeming pretty happy.

"Oh hell yeah! Your blankets are so soft." I chuckled at them, flipping the burgers. "So, how do you two know each other? No offense, but you don't seem like a mafia or heist type of person."

"None taken. Evan and I met back during your first big heist. He was bleeding, so I took him here and patched him up. After that, he just kept coming back here whenever a mission went south." Evan nodded, messing with the hat he wore.

"That was two years ago!" Brian looked over at Evan, his eyebrows raised high on his forehead. "You've been hiding this guy from us for two years?"

"Well, Y/n never wanted to get involved. Yeah, they're my getaway driver from time to time, but I respected that decision."

"Man, that's really soft for you." Tyler joked, causing him and Brian to both laugh at their leader. Evan blushed, his face full of mock-offense.

"I'm not soft!" I couldn't help but laugh as well as Evan started slapping his friends on the arm. "Take that back!"

"You're slapping him like a girl would, Evan. That screams soft to me." Evan sent a glare at me as I flipped the burgers one last, seeing that they were almost done. "Just saying."

"You're the softest out of the four of us!" Evan sounded like a child as he pointed at my outfit. "You're wearing pastel and you live in a white house five minutes from the beach."

"Ah. You caught me. Guilty as charged." I placed my hand on my forehead, acting as if I were dying. The others laughed at my theatrics. "Can one of you go get the buns, some plates, and ketchup from the kitchen, please?"

"I got you, Soft Boy." I picked up the unused spatula, throwing it near Tyler's feet. He let out a shriek, running into the house.

After more hilarity had ensued, we all had our plates and our burgers. We all sat around in my backyard, talking comfortably as the sun began to set.

"Oh shit." Evan cursed under his breath as he answered his phone. "Uh, hello--"

"I'VE BEEN TRYING TO CALL YOU FOR THREE HOURS! WHERE ARE YOU, VANOSS?" Evan pulled his phone away from his ear as a male screamed at him from the other side.

"Okay, calm down, Delirious--"

"CALM DOWN?! YOU'RE TELLING ME TO CALM DOWN--" I quickly grabbed the phone from Evan, putting it up to my own ear.

"Hello? Delirious, right?" The man went silent as if I could literally hear his confusion. "This is one of Vanoss's friends, Y/n. I'm letting him stay at my house for a few days to avoid getting caught."

"Oh." Delirious just said, already calming down. "So he's alright?"

"Yeah, he's fine. A little bruise here and there, but he's good."

"What about Wildcat and Terrorizer?" My eyebrows furrowed for a second before it clicked.

"Oh, you mean Tyler and Brian? Yeah, they're here too."

"Ok. Cool... On a completely unrelated note, where do you live?" Letting out a giggle, I shook my head.

"You could've just asked." After relaying my address to him, he had asked me to put Evan back on the phone. I gave back the phone, picking up the dirty plates and going to the kitchen.

"Sorry about Delirious. He can be a little..."

"Special." Brian snickered.

"Yeah, he's really special," Tyler emphasized. My nose crinkled as I grinned at the boys.

"It's all good. I'm just sad you guys have to go so soon." Brian scoffed, flopping onto my couch.

"Oh no. Now that I know that you exist, I'm never gonna go back to the penthouse."

"Oh hell no, this is my safe haven!" While Evan and Brian bickered, Tyler walked over, smiling down at me.

"Could I get your number?"

"Oop. That was smooth." I still pulled out my phone, handing it over to him. "Call me sometime, cutie." Tyler's eyebrows rose with interest and he grinned at me.

"Well, I just might have to now."

[unintentionally-lame]

@use-code-moo come get ya mans

[zariolm]

Brian in boots? h o t (This is for an AU of mine.) <3