#YIPPIE ANOTHER DOUBLE ONE

[oswednesday]

i should have made another batch but i was fighting for my fucking life

[the-s1lly-corner]

What would the slashers do with a s/o who has a really disturbing laugh?

(They don't feel ashamed about it though)

G/N reader, pls?

Can be any group of slashers

Various slashers x reader w/ a disturbing laugh

Sorry for the wait!! My motivation to write kinda died BUT I'm having a huge burst right now! Yippie!

Characters: Michael, Brahms, Bubba

Notes: reader is gn, short post

CWs: none

MICHAEL

he... honest to god is not at all phased. if anything he might look at you for a second longer than he normally does- which to be fair he looks at you a lot- before turning away and returning to what he was doing a moment before you started cackling

he simply takes it as another part of you. neither a deterrent or a charm- simply you. and you dont seem to be bothered about it either so why point it out to you? theres simply no point in that

he sees it as just another part of you

BUBBA

see if his brothers didnt have fucked up laughs he would do a double take and look at you wide eyed when you first start laughing around him. but his brothers can sometimes laugh a little... you know... intensely- sure you might outdo them a little in the creepy factor but hes not at all bothered by it!

if anything startles him about it or makes him scared if when you start to laugh so hard the sound comes out in struggled heaves and you start crying from it- he immediately swarms you to try to get you under control before you hurt yourself

sometimes he likes to think your laugh has enough intensity for the two of you

BRAHMS

this man is quite literally obsessed with every single part of you- in both the "awwww he likes you!" sense and the "oooooooh... hes..." way- there isnt really any part of you he doesnt like

except... the laugh... he doesnt hate it but it does throw him for a loop the first few times before he gets used to it. the first time he thought it was a one off. the second.. and then the third time... and he kind of just realizes that you just laugh like that. it takes a while but he does eventually fall in love with your laugh too

he thinks its a little creepy at first but overtime he finds it endearing- its raw and earnest, youre not ashamed about it and youre not holding your mirth back. thats something he can admire

[maeintree]

prologue ; into the hollow

Summary: You were supposed to be basking under the Hawaiian sun, drink in hand, finally enjoying the vacation you had spent months waiting for. Instead, you stood on Pier 45, surrounded by soldiers, scientists, and the hum of an operation far bigger than you expected—all because Bill Randa had pulled you into one last mission. Pairing: James Conrad x field medic!fem!Reader Word Count: 1.4k Author's Note: yippie, i'm so excited for this!!!

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The single ticket to Hawaii sat on your table, untouched, as you packed away the last of your papers and belongings for your well-earned leave.

You had waited months for this. No emergencies, no last-minute assignments, no near-death experiences—just warm beaches, ocean air, and absolutely no work. You weren’t about to waste any time leaving.

Or at least, that was the plan.

A sharp knock on your door pulls you from your thoughts. You sigh, already dreading whatever was about to interrupt your vacation.

“I don’t want to see your fury, so I’ll just...”

You turn to see Evan, one of the junior intelligence officers, standing at the door, eyes shifting nervously. In his hands, he holds a thick manila folder, the bold CONFIDENTIAL stamp standing out like a warning sign.

And there it was—Randa’s signature.

Your shoulders sag as you rub your forehead, exhaling through your nose. “Of course.”

Evan offers a weak smile, not daring to step any closer. “I’d say ‘have a great trip,’ but—”

“Yeah.” You grab the file from his hands and shoot him a tired look. “Thanks, Evan.”

He nods, wisely choosing not to say anything else as he steps aside.

You glance back at your neatly packed bag, at the untouched plane ticket sitting on the table. So much for paradise.

Without another word, you turn on your heel and head straight for Randa’s office.

The door slams open so hard the blinds rattle against the window. You stride in with purpose, the confidential file clenched in your hand. With a sharp flick of your wrist, you toss it onto his desk, the heavy thud echoing in the quiet room.

Randa doesn’t flinch. He barely looks up from whatever classified nonsense he’s sifting through, and that alone grates on your nerves.

“Bill,” you say, voice edged with irritation. “I just started my vacation. Seriously. Skull Island?” You fold your arms, staring him down. “I thought you were done with this.”

At that, he exhales, leans back, and steeples his fingers. “Now, I know how this sounds—”

“Oh, do you?” You cut him off, arching a brow. “Because on the last mission you gave me, I almost died.” You hold up a finger. “Twice.”

That finally gets his attention. He looks up at you properly, adjusting his glasses as if seeing you for the first time. “And yet, here you are. Alive. Because you’re the best damn field medic out there.”

You scoff. “That is not the point.”

He tilts his head, that signature, knowing smile creeping onto his face. You’ve worked with him long enough to recognize when he’s baiting you. You hate that it’s working.

“Look,” he says, leaning forward, elbows resting on his desk. “This one’s different. We’ve got government backing. Better resources. More intel. And—” He pauses for effect, letting the hook sink in before reeling you in completely. “Double the pay.”

You don’t react. At least, you try not to.

He presses on, voice smooth and persuasive. “Twice the leave. Paid.”

Your lips press into a thin line. You should say no. You should turn around and walk out that door before you let him sink his claws any deeper into you.

But you don’t.

Instead, you glance down at the file. The cover is thick, heavier than the usual ones he throws your way. That alone sets off warning bells in your head.

Then, as if sensing your hesitation, Randa leans in just slightly, his voice dropping into something almost conspiratorial.

“This isn’t just about Skull Island,” he says. “It’s about proving a theory. One that will change everything.”

You arch a brow, before realization dawns in. “Please not Hollo—”

He interrupts you. “The Hollow Earth theory is real. There’s something beneath that island—something bigger than any of us ever imagined. And we have proof.”

You groan out of frustration.

“I’ve been working with Dr. Brooks,” he says. “Howard and I have this under control. We know what we’re dealing with now. This expedition isn’t some blind shot in the dark—we have technology, we havesupport, and we have a plan.”

You exhale sharply. “A plan, huh?” You gesture to the file. “So I assume this ‘plan’ includes sending a team straight into the gates of hell?”

“Not hell,” he corrects. “Discovery.”

You narrow your eyes at him, brow furrowed. “You sound like a kid hyped for a field trip to the zoo. This isn’t a joke, Bill.”

"I'm not joking Doc, look, this is an amazing opportunity!" He grins and chuckles.

You shake your head, muttering under your breath. “An opportunity to get killed, you mean.”

He shrugs. “That depends on how good you are.”

You glare at him. He grins.

Bastard.

Your fingers drum against your crossed arms as you weigh your options. Two times the pay. Paid leave. And a classified expedition to an island most people don’t even know exists.

You already know what your answer is, even as you fight against it.

You shake your head, muttering under your breath. “If I die on this trip, I’m coming back to haunt you.”

Randa grins wider. “That’s the spirit.”

With a final exhale, you grab the file off his desk and turn on your heel, striding toward the door. Just before you step out, you glance over your shoulder, narrowing your eyes.

“Mark my words, Bill. Or else.”

Unbothered, he leans back in his chair, hands folding over his stomach. “Pier 45. 1 P.M.”

You don’t reply. You just walk out, already regretting whatever the hell you just signed up for.

The scent of salt and oil lingers in the air as you step onto the dock, the creak of wooden planks beneath your boots barely audible over the distant roar of transport helicopters and the lapping of waves against steel hulls.

Your fingers tighten around the file tucked under your arm.

 Pier 45. 1 P.M. Randa wasn’t joking. The operation was already in full swing, and judging by the number of people milling about—military, scientists, and more than a few faces that didn’t quite fit in—it was bigger than you expected.

Before you can take another step, a familiar voice calls out.

“You made it.”

You turn to see Randa making his way toward you, looking far too smug for someone who just ruined your vacation. His suit is slightly wrinkled, his tie a little loose—he looks like he hasn’t slept much, but the excitement in his eyes is undeniable.

You exhale, adjusting the strap of your bag on your shoulder. “Don’t look so happy to see me, Bill. You owe me for this.”

Randa chuckles, ever the politician. “Oh, I know. But believe me, you won’t regret it.”

“I already do.”

He smiles like he didn’t hear that. “Come on, there’s someone I want you to meet.”

You follow him through the crowd, sidestepping crates of supplies and military personnel doing last-minute checks. Randa leads you to a man standing near a cluster of Monarch personnel, dressed more casually than the others—a button-up, rolled sleeves, an ease about him that contrasts sharply with the tension in the air.

Dr. Houston Brooks.

You’ve seen his name on reports, his research attached to classified documents about unexplored territories and strange seismic activity. His work has been a cornerstone of Monarch’s more outlandish theories—ones that, up until now, you’d never taken too seriously.

Randa gestures between the two of you. “This is Dr. Houston Brooks. Howard, meet—”

“I know who you are,” Brooks interrupts, offering a hand with an easygoing smile. “Big fan of your work. Heard you’ve saved lives in places people don’t even believe exist.”

You raise a brow but shake his hand. “Didn’t know I had admirers.”

“Anyone who keeps people alive on missions like these is someone worth admiring.” He glances at the file tucked under your arm, then back up at you. “I take it Randa gave you the pitch?”

You shoot Randa a look. “If by ‘pitch’ you mean he ambushed me on my vacation and bribed me with twice the pay and paid leave, then yes. I got the pitch.”

Brooks chuckles. “Sounds about right.”

Randa clears his throat, ignoring the jab. “Trust me, you’ll thank me later.”

You doubt that. But as you glance around at the ships, the soldiers, the people preparing to set off for the unknown, you get that familiar feeling—the one that comes right before everything goes to hell.

You grip the file a little tighter.

Yeah. You’re really going to regret this.

woah that was nice, uhh, yeah! hope you enjoyed. lots more to come. likes, comments, and reposts are much appreciated. love you xx.

[icypolargirl78]

one of my college assignments required us to draw a room in either 2 or 3 point perspective so i picked swerve's!

i did this in only a few days and i'm a bit disappointed with how the cylinders on the far wall and the table turned out, but critique went well and now i'm finished with the class so yippie! there will be some notes under the cut, nothing important, just rambling about my thought process.

reblogs are appreciated!

okay so first i fucking hate drawing from comic references, i only included five of my references but i had upwards of 20 shots from both mtmte and lost light but lord swerve's layout and furniture shifts so much between artists and shots. like the backdrop behind the engex vats switches designs so much TwT

sometimes it's just a flat wall that has weird pipes and circles popping out of it. like this:

but other times it's like this:

and like they look similar right. but when i'm trying to draw these fuckers, it's annoying. which is why i made the back of the bar a dark void. originally i had a bunch of pipes and stuff but it was too late to do all the lineart for that.

another thing is that the angle of these things

CHANGES IN NEARLY EVERY SINGLE REFERENCE I HAVE. i kid you not i redrew those cylinders like seven times and not once did they come out looking right. i have a new found hatred of cylinders just because of those things. and also from a design standpoint i'm still not quite sure what they do or what purpose they serve.

they're a background element in most shots so it really doesn't matter but my only guess is that they're either parts of the ship sticking through the wall or they store extra engex. either way they do not communicate very well and seem a bit like added fluff. though i will admit that they break up the otherwise very square/rectangular shapes of the bar.

another thing i really like about swerve's is how compact it can be. it's a generally square room with a lowered area right in the centre that can produce a large table or can double as extra floor space. the chairs in from of the bar, as well as a set of tables near the diner styled seats in the alcoves on the side of the room all fold downwards and become flush with the floor! which is really neat and i really like it.

anyways this was a genuinely fun assignment and hopefully i get a good grade for it!

[deadlincs]

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[starrii-galaxii]

Aight, time to ramble about the second-place winner of the AU poll!

This one does have a name! Yippie! It's called The Urbanshade Aquarium Of Aquatic Anomalies (UAAA) It's Pressure but in an Aquarium, that's it all folks, thank you for listening to my TED talk.

...Obviously I'm too much of a yapper for that to be all lol

Some notes before the dreaded wall of text

This AU was also conjured up before the 4.5 update, and while it's easier for me to add in critters like the Deep Sea Bunnies and Navi, other characters like Lady Death, the Angel, and the Candlebearers will be harder for me, so they won't be mentioned for now

There is no story for this AU at the moment, it's kinda just... there... for now.

Seb has 4 arms in this AU... I just wanted to say that :3

P.ai.nter's creator is NOT dead! The computer gets to be happy!

The aquarium is underwater, visitors use the submarines to access it.

History Of UAAA

Mr. Shade had always had an interest in Anomaly Hunting, but at the time, it was already quite a saturated market. It wasn’t until his best friend, [REDACTED], had come to him with a new discovery... The Let Vand Zone. Shade realized there were anomalies underwater! This was a perfect anomaly market that hadn’t been tapped into yet. After all, people know more about space than they do about their own Ocean. So, he created the UAAA and showed off the aquatic anomalies of the ocean.

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Workplace Hierarchy

High Ranking Employees (HR-Es) These are usually site managers, hiring managers, firing managers, termination managers, advertisers, researchers, anomaly acquirement authorities, and scientists. They have the highest pay, best insurance, lowest death toll, and the highest retirement rate (meaning barely any of them quit or are terminated; however, if an HR-E is to lose their job, it is always a termination).

Mid Ranking Employees (MR-Es) These people are mid-ranking aquarists, shopkeepers for the gift shop, lunch people for the food court, receptionists, janitors, engineers, and they ensure the safety of visitors. If you see a worker at the Aquarium, 99% of the time, they are an MR-E. They are the backbone of the Aquarium and are treated as such (but not as prioritized as the High Ranks). They have okay pay, okay insurance, and a higher death toll than HR-Es, but they have the highest quitting/firing rate (It's not that high; it's just higher than the other two ranks)

Low Ranking Employees (LR-Es) These people do the worst jobs no one else wants to do: low-ranking aquarists, hard labor, plumbing/electricians for dangerous situations, and sometimes literal sacrifices. They just do all the jobs MR-Es do on hard mode. They barely get paid, barely get any insurance, and have the highest death/termination rate. They are also the most likely to get experimented on.

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Anomalous Aquatics

On Exhibit

Sebastian Solace: The most popular attraction at UAAA. He is a former worker at the Aquarium who was demoted to an LR-E (over something he didn't do) before being chosen to participate in an experiment to see if they could give humans gills.

Deep Sea Bunnies: Another popular attraction, they have a petting zoo for petting, playing, and feeding the critters. They are quite popular with younger visitors, and Urbanshade has toyed with allowing people to adopt them.

Eyefestation: This version of Eyefestation was BUPWM-ed by a different lab (though they are affiliated with Urbanshade). she was meant to be a weapon cuz, y'know, humans love dragging animals into their wars. Anyway, when it was realized that Eyefestation was a double-edged sword, she was given to Urbanshade as a glorified light show. Also, her aquarium is behind a special glass that will allow people to look at her without getting their brains melted.

Squiddles: They're placed in a dark area of the aquarium, with the only lights being UV lights. They aren't that popular, but they're still cool to look at sometimes.

Searchlights: The roof of UAAA is actually partially an exhibit since the Searchlights can be visible through there (again, the glass keeps visitors safe from their hooks), but they have a main room as well for ease of access.

Abstract Art: Some of the only anomalies that aren't trapped behind the bars of their enclosure; however, these versions of Abstract Art can be turned into clay and resculpted, which is a fun activity for visitors.

The DiVine: They're just there for decoration and to supply oxygen; originally, they weren't behind any walls, but when one incident occured where an MR-E stepped on the grass and got attacked by The DiVine... so now they have an enclosure.

Not On Exhibit But Still Contained

Angler Variants + Pandemonium: They're much too loud and scary and... uh, not really exhibit friendly. They're placed in a holding area underneath the main Aquarium so they can be studied.

Puddles of Void Mass: Formerly on exhibit, Urbanshade decided to take them into a holding area to study them and their abilities; Maybe they'll be back on exhibit soon.

The Robots

Navi. AI: The backbone of the Aquarium. Before a little computer came along, she was the one in charge of all things mechanical: information stations, specific activities, reception, opening and closing the UAAA or specific enclosures, stuff like that. Like the original, she is based on and has the same voice as Mr. Shade's wife.

The P.ai.nter: One of the MR-E engineers was fucking around and created the P.ai.nter. Higher-ups noticed this and decided to make the P.ai.nter another AI, essentially Navi's replacement if anything were to happen to her, so he does the same jobs at a smaller scale, and is in charge of any art related activities. P.ai.nter's original creator wanted their computer back, and was promised that if he found a way to make more "P.ai.nter's" then he could get the original back... he hasn't done so yet.

The Trenchbleeders: Trenchbleeders do what their canon counterparts do, except for Trenchbleeder Lucy, who carries the Aquarium on her back.

Merchandise

Limited-Time Imaginary Friend: Anomalous remotes that when pressed, gives you an aquatic-themed imaginary friend for two days. They didn't really have much use for these guys so they decided to sell them in their gift-shop.

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Damn... that was a lot of yapping, anyways, yeah, that's it (for now), my ask box is open for any questions about either of my AU's lol.

[laulo821]

Hi! I have a little game for you. Here's a list of words:

ratrapáž

montáž

antuka

angažmá

šumafuk

garnýž

ležérní

All of these are real Czech words that come from French. All...except ONE that I made up. Can you guess which one is the fake one I created? :D

YIPPIE! i love games!!

so here are my first ideas: trying to pronounce czech although i have no idea how the inverted ^ sound (between others) and here is what i think

ratrapáž = rattrapage

montáž = montage

antuka = antique (seems kinda strange but why not)

angažmá = ??? engagement??

šumafuk = ????????????????

garnýž = garnir / garnish (english) (unless ý is NOT pronounced i at all lmao)

ležérní = laser (??? aint that english)

so im stumped on 4, 5 and 7 for starters. so . disadvantage.

second idea: what already exists and is borrowed like montage. it is also a russian and english borrowed word so i'm for sure crossing montáž (2) out. same for antuka (3), angažmá (4) and garnýž (6) cuz it'd be a giveaway wouldn't it

third idea: CHEAT and have a czech voice synthétiseur tell me how the words sound ok so i still have no idea what šumafuk (5) is. and i guess ležérní (7) is like léger/légèrement or something so it enters the 2nd idea category: OUT (also i double checked angažmá (4) and it do be engagement so we good)

fourth idea: overthink it since šumafuk (5) seems so far stretched that i can't recognise it, it can't be it cuz you'd make up an easier word. so it is out.

so we're left with (1), ratrapáž/rattrapage. which is a very strange for you to come up with ... since it's not a common one... but maybe you're trying to throw me into a loop ... mmmm ...

fifth idea: overthink it MORE considering it's a game you want to fool me so youre gonna make the word look like another from the list. or make it have czech letters cuz "if it has czech letters it's definetly an existing word". do you think i'm so credule. who do you take me for.

anyways i think you made up ratrapáž and i can't wait for you to prove me wrong and for me to learn more <3

[thereareeyesinsidethetrees]

thoughts on every gravity falls episode except the last time we watched the full series was back when we had our wisdom teeth removed and they range from actual insightful thoughts to ‘heheh >:]’

first!! honorable mention: the pilot episode! ae always liked this one, though the show we got definitely is much better. also boo-berry

tourist trapped - immaculate intro episode. introduces the characters we’ll be seeing most often, gives us a decent idea of what they’re like (even stan, we get to see him giving the kids stuff for free just to cheer them up), and it introduces the weirdness of gravity falls, all in a pretty well-paced manner. good episode, very good, 10/10

the legend of the gobblewonker - fiddleford introduction episode!! also gobblewonker our beloved <3 the photos of them spending time with stan in the end are so wholesome, they all look so happy, *squeak of delight*

headhunters - so incredibly depressing once you know about ford. is so startled to see a statue of himself that he shouts and falls backwards (is that how he would’ve reacted if ford had shown up in the shack suddenly?). screams and stutters when he finds the statue beheaded, something we never really see him doing, at least not all that often. cries and has to run out of the room when he’s in the funeral. is so happy to get the statue’s head back and put it back on the body. :[

the hand that rocks the mabel - UNCOMFY. it was good! we learn there’s another journal, and it introduces an antagonist we’ll be seeing a lot of. dipper being willing to break up with gideon for mabel because she feels too trapped to do so herself is so lovely, ae love them. episode really nailed the whole icky squirmy bad she was feeling

the inconveniencing - this was our favorite episode for a while, and it’s still one of our top beloveds

dipper vs. manliness - TRANS TRANS TRANS TRANS- oh ahem sorry. got overtaken by a ghost or somethin for a moment there

double dipper - the clones were fun, ae liked them a lot. it’s a very neat concept that a lot can be done with, it was nice to see dipper and tyrone make up and talk, and ae’m very glad they kept dipper 3 and 4 alive to the very end. also ae completely forgot the reason the clones were even made was cause romance or somethin

irrational treasure - ae live for mabel having it affirmed to her that her silliness is not a bad thing, and that’s she’s best just being who she is and not trying to dampen that

the time traveler’s pig - waddles yippie!! also stan turning mabel, who is so depressed she’s been standing in the same place long enough for vines to grow on her and just keeps knocking her head against a pole and muttering ‘waddles’, into a tourist attraction is wild. time travel is confusing, that too

fight fighters - ae am firmly under the belief that stan’s fear was not as cured as he thought it was. mabel and him being on the water tower was neat. we liked those scenes

little dipper - always liked the scene with stan in the mirror maze with gideon. he’s so clever, but then gideon starts breaking shit and stan’s like ‘hEY KNOCK IT OFF’. stan just sort of. kicking him out the door and closing it with such a ‘done with this bullshit’ expression on his face

summerween - another one of our top beloved episodes, and the most nostalgic one for us. we love summerween <3

boss mabel - this was an interesting, but good, one. ae saw some really neat fanart of a scene from it, but ae don’t know who made it and ae have since lost it. basic rundown is that it was art of the scene where the couple look into the gremloblin’s eyes and need to be brought to the hospital, except there was like. a gif of multiple pictures of real eyes in the gremloblin’s eyes. cool stuff

bottomless pit - ae liked the stories :]

the deep end - it was good, we just aren’t that into it personally. it’s like…one of those episodes you put on in the background cause you like it so you don’t mind listening to it but it’s not your favorite enough that you’re going to be distracted by it y’know

carpet diem - ohhhh this is also a very very very good one, yes yes yes

boyz crazy - remember lebam

land before swine - yippie, dinosaurs!! but also a very uncomfortable episode for us, just for. personal reasons

dreamscaperers - wh- there’s two ‘er’s?? since when??

gideon rises - spoilers, he, in fact, does not. also poor waddles :[

scary-oke - ae like this one a lot!!! that’s it! ae like it! it’s good!

into the bunker - idk shifty seemed kinda like. murderous. and intentionally traumatizing. to us. more than anything

the golf war - poor sergio man. honestly the first thing that comes to mind when watching this episode is 1. pit colas have actual pits in them and 2. pacifica getting yanked backwards into the bushes

sock opera - puppet boy puppet boy you’re the one ae glooooooooooovvvvveeee

soos and the real girl - melody intro!!! also soos has a cousin that looks almost exactly like him but is significantly less desirable

little gift shop of horrors - ae liked stan’s stories. also he canonically kidnapped someone and put them on display

society of the blind eye - gives much more characterization to fiddleford plus a bit of his past. the scene of him accepting it and thanking the kids for helping him is so heartwarming

blendin’s game - ae invoke gLOBNARRRRRRRRRR

the love god - ae’m sure you can guess our thoughts on this one

northwest mansion mystery - ae love this one just for the characterization and growth it gives pacifica. main reason that she’s one of our top favorite characters

not what he seems - FERAL SCREECHJNG (POSITIVE)

a tale of two stans - 12/10. it was the best of times. it was the worst of times

dungeons, dungeons, & more dungeons - this is where one of our favorite ford quotes came from

the stanchurian candidate - we never really liked this one. not sure why. it’s just not for us, ae guess

the last mabelcorn - very good episode! very very…imperch

roadside attraction - is it bad that we consider stan getting baited and fucked over by a spider lady the best part of the episode

dipper and mabel vs. the future - top favorite episode of all time. our number one

weirdmaggedon one - oHHHHHH SHIT

weirdmaggedon two - mabel and dipper. pat pat. you agree

weirdmaggedon three - sobs it’s so perfect…stan :[ and the credits ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

y’know. ae think making this list was a good idea. reminds us why we love this series so much. yeah, the fandom sucks, but that was never what it was about. it was about the world and the characters and what it all means to us. and what it means to us is everything <3

[candyredterezii]

Any fresh new recs for the upcoming spooky season Dani? I still have to watch Reanimator but Ginger Snaps and Jennifer's Body were fire for last year!!

HELL YEAH HERE WE GO

Renfield - Nic Cage dracula. Does anything else need to be said? Okay yeah it's p gory, p funny, sooo enjoyable honestly.

Orphan: First Kill - Even if you haven't seen the first Orphan movie, it's ok, cus this is a prequel !! There's like. Multiple twists and the big one really fucking got me CHOKED. Suspenseful and such a fun ride 2 watch

Bodies Bodies Bodies - A modern murder mystery dark comedy, def is like ... Kinda cringe if you take it too seriously, but I don't think the movie is even trying to with a lot shit but. I had fun with it

Frankenhooker - I judged the movie by it's cover at first, but no this is one of my favorite movies. I fucking love it okay.

Evil Dead Rise - Okay, at the end of the day? It's a super fun movie. If you're not like.. An Evil Dead Purist and can just like, turn that side of the brain off for a bit, it's a fun movie. Gory and fun as hell

Frogs - I'm just gonna post a Letterboxd Review of this movie that sums it up perfectly

One Cut Of The Dead - Listen. I recommend going in absolutely blind into this movie. Don't even read a synopsis or anything. I went in blind to this and it definitely makes the experience 100 times better

Popcorn (1991) - I only seen this once but like, I remember being very interested in the story. Takes place at a horror film festival at a theater where shit happened in the past ... And it happens again! IIRC Main Character is also tied to the tragic backstory of the theater unknowingly .. hmm!!

Demons (1985) - Another movie where people are trapped in a movie theater, yippi!! But this one is produced by our guy Dario Argento !!!!!! Some demons end up infesting the theater and turns everyone one by one UHOH

M3GAN - I don't need to say anything do I.

Freaky (2020) - If you appreciate acting talent/performances ? This is a double hitter. A serial killer and high school girl end up switching bodies - antics ensue!

Last Night In Soho - It has it's issues, sure, and it's p long iirc? But man, I was interested the entire damn time.

Autopsy of Jane Doe - A mortician and his son work the graveyard shift trying to figure out the cause of death of this seemingly untouched body of a Jane Doe, found half buried in the basement of a home where the entire family inside was mutilated. Things ensue!

but yeah thats like. all the ones that i see that r p recent on my letterboxd that i could recommend for some spooks n fun ig!!

[uglyduckling339]

KY'S LIFE IS STRANGE DOUBLE EXPOSURE NONSENSE LIVEBLOG: Episode 5

(spoiler warning OBVIOUSLY)

tutorial episode 1 episode 2 episode 3 episode 4

So i took a minor (like a week long) break after ep 4 bc ugh but im back now :D

highkey after that SHITSHOW of an ep (4), i dont even remember what the plot is nomo

max jumped into the storm ! okay girl yodo

chat im gonna be so fr this entire ep was hella confusing. it was a nightmare but not? it was real but not? what the fuck happened

anyways 2 moons 😍 it's to signify that the universes are indecipherable rn

HER JOURNAL ENTRY AW :( "i'm playing it with somebody new now"

i'm lowkey scared of this nightmare scene. LiS' scene was literally HORRIFYING

wait is safi like in a diff world from us

okay yes rhis is 100% a nightmare jesus fuck

pompedo text but cat is so cutesy

WARREN?? OH MY GOD

another glitch lmao, mose's cig is puncturing through the ash tray

YO HE GOT SAFI'S LINES.

POSSESSED MOSES??

Okay this is highkey cool

OH MY GOD IT'S SAFI NOW?? WOAH

OH. SHES IN OUR MIND TOO ! DUH

max take a selfie quick get her out

BLUE BUTTERFLY?? DONT FUCK W ME RN.

dog is this real or fake. im so lost.

WHEN ONE DOOR CLOSES 🗣

oh my god

oh my god

oh

my

god

BLACKWELL

um. why is it max and safi 😭 thats so random

it's giving me and my mutuals when we quote LiS ngl

highkey this is funny to watch

i'm so using this scene for a tiktok

oop girl u dont got no power nomo

OH ALSO !! TRAUMA YIPPIE

i feel like this would've hit better if they js redid the og scene w nathan and chloe but wtvr

JOYCE KATE AND VICTORIA??? OH MY GOD

i bet chloe's gonna be the last text in this

guys i forgot how to universe hop lmao

GO FUCK YOUR SELFIE??? THE BINDERS??

for yalls info, jeffershit got to 24 girls according to the binders on the table

WOAH RACHEL ON THE WALL

more trauma yay

"he is selling you for parts" ?

OH MY FUCK. THE SEAT.

OH MY GOD

"I'm not 18 anymore" YES !! YES MAX ILYSM

yeah okay so lucas is violently compared jefferson. broski one is WAY worse n it's not lucas i fear

the camera shaking was crazy omg

YESS FREE URSELF MAX !!

why's there a giant ass tree here lmao

MORE SITS 🗣

yall know damn well how much i fw these sits

apparently safi spoke but i couldn't hear the audio for her, i could only read the subtites ?

also the music has gotten highkey fire tbh.

it's giving Before The Storm vibes

one huge complaint about this game is the lack of dialogue between characters. in LiS u could spend ages talking to every single minor character and now beyond cut scenes theres like. reggie diamond vinh and loretta n thats it.

AH WHERE DID YALL COME FROM

this gotta be a nightmare bro yall keep jumpscaring me

Reggie !! my fav !!

bro what is a time vortex.

yay that totes made sense ! 10/10 explantion

poor reggie i love him sm :(

VINH !! MY OTHER FAV

Omg wait so they all remember both worlds?

woah okay sick

brother move ONNN. she dont like u

nobody:

max: maybe you should focus on what's in front of you (me) and move on (towards me)

LMFAO GWEN'S JS CHILLING OUTSIDE MID-STORM

ngl that's such a mood. Me too girl.

jesus so like max is gonna have to tell EVERYONE about her powers after this

AHHH CHLOE TEXT

"so tired of being sorry" max :(

LMFAO? VINH/MOSES ROMANCE AU OKAYY

YO WHAT THE HELL

Chloe in the Dark Room core

I HAVE SO MANY COMMENTS BRO WHAT

um okay we're gonna move on from that polaroid but. okay man. enjoy his telescope ig

woah this is a new place

oh my gosh this is a post-storm motel

WAIT OKAY SO i chose bae>bay, what happens in bay>bae for this scene??

this is making me sad guys. chloe come home

oh dear god please not another dorm time loop

bro what is max on abt this is very clearly the same fucking room💀

ohh the painting is diff.

its still the same room tho

FUCK U MEAN THIS IS A DIFF ROOM BRO ITS THE SAME AS THE LAST 2

okay actually i lied. cleveland doesnt have a hot plate

OH MY GOD IS THIS THE FIRST ROOM POST-BREAK UP :(

why is this bitch YAWNING so much. wake up.

woah wheres the color

THE WALLS ARE FAKE?? WOAH

okay yeah girl take a nap. no problem. totes time for a break. right now. mid-storm.

omg it's like her sense of reality is slipping

OHH okay fine. thats why they're the same room. that's kinda chill ig

N E B U L A

baby wake up this is a nightmare

oo double sits !!

fucking bitch ass fuck ass fucking dvsidhjdjd

loading screen.

max not hiding her powers core

this game is SO pretty btw. i love the sky

"i need her" U ALREADY GOT 2 WHOLE ASS LOVE INTERESTS. DOWN GIRL

these doors are so trippy damn

all that for her to be right behind us. cool

okay i like safi now that she's normal again

OKAY CONFIDENT MAX !! ILY

wtf they are soo gay in this ep

i'm genuinely gonna crash out over these loading screens oh my fucking lord

safi is literally chloe w superpowers

yeah okay she kinda got u there max..

oh great Safi's magneto again

oh hell no. max snap on her please. beat her ass into sense

safi out here planning the damn avengers innitive lmfao

what am i even agreeing to.

yes mr nick fury (safi) 🫡 i will be there to join your superpowered team🫡

oh yeah i forgot yasmin is like bleeding out rn

oh my god :( chloe reached out :(

MAX ANSWER HER?? LMAO WHAT

oh fuck yeah guys remind me to watch a video of this part bc i missed what max said abt the text

it's kinda symbolic how in the most peaceful scene we've seen with max, she still hears chloe's voice from likely the worst day of her life. like a symbol for how her trauma will never be fully gone, she's just living around it.

okay ik i was rambling this whole time about wanting her to have a breakdown but honestly this is what i actually wanted :( max healing ily

also tessa rose jackson is an absolute BEAST musically. holy shit

OH so the world's merged? hm

ig it's cool that they remember everything now, max isn't alone w the memories this time.

TIMBID GUY AND GOTH GIRL AW

reggie <3 loretta <3

okay so loretta's grown on me soo much. she's obvi annoying but she doesn't mean actual harm n she's kinda nice

and reggie my fav ! i love him sm

i may have forgotten reggie and vinh fucked (?). yeah my bad man

i'm still so confused. what was real and fake in that storm? what do they specifically remember?

"do u feel 2 ppl fighting in ur mind for the truth" (or whatever tf loretta said) nope ! skill issue on ur part girl

oh wow max asked for consent before snapping pics of every1!! rare sight fr!

that feeling when u post pictures roasting ur students and friends but don't respond to chloe elizabeth price's text

ALSO :( I MISS IRIS :( WHY WOULD U GIVE HIM AWAY :(

is it bc the text. that wasn't real max, i promise ur cat didn't fr send hate to u

good god how does diamond know abt our powers bro

WAIT DO THEY ALL KNOW ABOUT HER POWERS??? HOW DID I MISS THAT?? DID THEY LIKE TELL US THEY ALL KNOW??

max is HARSH with these captions

lmao "Vinh in his natural habitat ; A bar'

bro i love gwen sm. what is that pose😭

NOW HOLD UP MOSES. I DID N O T GIVE MY SEAL OF APPROVAL. ALL I DID WAS LET HER LEAVE TOWN. THAT'S IT.

no hate but why is diamond here and not reggie?? reggie was WAY more involved with this supernatural stuff then her

okay and that's the end of the game !

jk actually there's an end-credit scene (because it's the MCU apparently)

cool so diamond has magic. and safi just happened to know purely bc of a nose bleed. radical 😐👍

guys if u wanted to announce the avengers you could've referenced LiS2 or true colors instead; that's also ok instead of making another character w powers.

IM DYING BRO i've been making avengers jokes and then all i see is a fucking "Max Caulfield Will Return" screen😭😭😭 this is a joke there is no way yall are serious rn😭😭💀

okay um tryna lock back in now, i've got a couple notes:

so overall, this game was VERY if-y. it had some good moments, but the storyline was super unstable and it felt like they didn't really know what they were doing while writing it.

I liked the concept of a multi-versal murder mystery, but once they drifted away from that and started spiralling into the weird Super-Safi storyline it got kinda confusing to follow along

I truly think they had a really great idea with this game, but the weak plot-twists and boring storyline absolutely bombed it. (I guess you could say that the only murderer in this "murder mystery" was the game's plot killing itself)

I also think it had a really lovely messege about overcoming trauma, and I liked how they treated Max's PTSD with the storm (plus her heartbreak from Chloe was actually well handled, which was a huge concern for me when I heard abt it). I think her Dark Room trauma was treated kinda weird bc of the time vortex thing but honestly that was more of a plot-clarity issue over a conceptual problem.

At the beginning, I was HEAVILY judging the music. Maybe my tastes have changed in the past month or sum but now the music isn't that bad (I still HATE the intro song tho) and I actually like the new vibe this game brought to the LiS world. It was def different from the OG LiS game but I feel like thats a good thing since a huge portion of this game is proving that Max isn't that same teenager anymore. She's changed, the world around her changed, and so her new game is a reflection of that.

Also, the cat content... I LOVED customizing the cat, but I thought the add-on was gonna be more obvious and didn't even realize that I had missed the actual content until I went into the trophies menu after playing lmfao😭😭

I have like a million more comments abt this game but I feel like I got all my major stuff out already so I'm gonna stop rambling lol. I still have my pricefield rant/analysis i'm working on and I'll probably make some small comments while I platinum the game but this is it for my live-blogs !! Thank you to my hundreds of adoring fans for sharing these out to world and to the actual 3 people who interacted and decided to try and deciper my insanity ! 🫶

[timetakillgod]

No WIP Wednesday this week, I'm still busy working on some dnd stuff but! As a compromise I'll share the recent description I finished under the cut :3

The door opens with shutter and hiss as mechanism inside releases a small burst of air that allows the door to slide open. First thing you notice is past the balcony is that there is a humaniod figure floating between two glowing cyndrical pieces. It is blue and providing all the light that is in the room. Upon closer inspection you notice you can see the wall behind it through it's body. Letting your gaze wander you take note of the two chairs positioned in front of some sort of orange stained glass, you have a strange sense that it should not be dim.

As you look around the nook that house the stained glass you notice buttons and levers of all sorts some of which are connect with tubes. There is one set of buttons aligned directly with the stained glass all the same color, but like with everything else covered in dust. These nooks, they house wires and nobs of all sorts mirroring one another on either side of the floating being.

If one decides to walk further in- to the edge of the balcony and its double stairs that lead to the floor housing the nooks- then they can see before them a table in the center. On it holds tools and oil stained cloth, but upon it a prize most wonderful. An engine, at least most of an engine, you can tell the boat might need stabilizers but that is an easy fix once the engine is attached.

As you approach the being it seems to bob, it's surface glitching in and out as it comes to life. You hear it's voice, cold and static filled as it surronds you.

yippie! One down three to go!

[spiderlilyvalley]

If you're interested in the makings of this piece, I have a few bits of trivia about some of the elements in it. One of my favorite things to do in all of my art is incorporate religious imagery, which becomes pretty clear by the last two panels LOL.

Anyway, I want to go ahead and start with Simon's design-- he's made to represent Jesus, so I wanted to incorporate his brown skin, long black hair, and skinny body to represent the image of Jesus as a young boy. Another aspect of Simon is his connection to the nature of the island, and the fact that his skin has slight crosshatching emphasizes the blend between himself and the world around him.

One of the parts that I'm like "hehe im so artsy" about is Simon's leaf crown. Instead of having a crown of thorns, as Jesus has, he has a leaf crown. Both of them represent essentially the same thing, however; mental anguish and being doomed to die. Thorns are only added at the very end, after his eyes turn dull like the Lord of the Flies'.

A strand of hair goes in the middle of Simon's face to separate his extremely bright eyes from each other-- he is split down the middle of himself, battling his spirituality and his desire to appear more human, and therefore more likeable in the eyes of the boys. That or I liked how it looked.

Anyway, some fun little easter eggs: On page 7, on the left side with the Lord of the Flies, the intestines turn into a double headed snake, a symbol of duality and wisdom. These reappear in page 9 and 11 as Simon's hallucinations get worse.

On page 15, there are small black dots on Simon's body. These are obviously the flies, but they are also where Jesus is nailed when he is put on the cross. The hands, the feet, and the chest. I thought making that panel look like a crucifixion would be too on the nose, so I thought having upturned hands, a common sign for repentance, would be alright too.

Page 16 has Simon passed out at the bottom of the panel. This is a direct reference to the statue, "Jesus Is Laid in the Tomb," which has been recreated a lot.

The reason I didn't put the lord of the flies in the middle of his body, as the angel is, is because he represents the devil, and therefore is not at his side-- he is wanting to drag Simon into hell by the feet.

Another fun little easter egg is that the butterflies only reappear in the last panel, drinking Simon's sweat. That poor guy! Anyway, thought it would be fun to give a little insight on some of the things I did in this piece... yippie

Simon's Conversation With The Lord of the Flies

Definitely not my usual content, but I thought I'd share to tumblr too.

This was done without any planning/layouts, with only pen. It's very experimental because I was experimenting with different ways of shading and comic panel layout so... bare with me there.

I love Simon very much, and the interaction between him and the LOTF is my favorite scene of the entire book. I made this in a week long frenzy for my AP Lit class and... well, here it is.

(Also, sorry for any formatting/text issues, it's very hard to take good pictures of warped paper...) 🪰 🐷

[eggvlyn]

#OBJECTUARY 23. BAG

wives packing for a trip

[IMAGE ID: Eirene and Nadia are in black line art and a purple monotone color palette. They are both sitting on the floor, Nadia is sitting with an open back pack with a confused look. Eirene is sitting next to a bed with an open suit case on top while holding up a dress and seemingly talking to Nadia. They are both wearing lounge wear and packing their bags. END ID]  

[deaths]

first meeting

just a short like, thing, establish lore. i haven't written any fiction in a... really long ass time. but first meetings between me and aki yippie!

Aki waited. Makima was surely up to nothing good, having a meeting about introducing a new member of his squad. With Denji and Power being enough trouble. Surely, she understands that he is at his limit for partners. Let’s try to be positive, if this person he is being put with isn’t incompetent it shouldn’t be a huge problem, maybe they’ll even help balance things out.

Hearing the familiar clack of heel on title, he tensed up slightly, putting his arms behind his back. There seemed to be a second pair following, maybe that’s them? But why are they wearing any form of heel? They must know what this job entails.

“Mr. Hayakawa.” A familiar voice from a familiar redhead woman spoke out, he was too in his own thoughts to hear the door open. Aki does a polite bow toward Ms. Makima.

“Good morning, Ms. Makima. I hope your ride here was a good one.” He stops his bow to try to look at Makima and the stranger following.

They were… something, to say the least. At first glance, he already knew he was with another troublemaker, again. Trying not to make a soured look on his face.

“It was, thank you Mr. Hayakawa.” Makima put away her trench coat onto the coat hanger. She walked to her desk, standing in front of it. “Rio, may you close the door?” She smiled slightly.

Closing the door, Rio then walked forward to the side of Aki. Aki wasn’t sure if he could be more annoyed at the situation Makima has put him in, once again. From first impressions, this person was wearing chains with their uniform, surely against some dress code policy. This person was probably not religious, but bare multiple religious symbols in their jewelry. And is that, a dog collar?

Breaking his train of thought, “This is Rio, you will be helping them get the ropes until we can find a unit to put them into.”

Rio looked towards him, taking a small glance. What the fuck, he’s so pretty? They do a double take. Tall, dark hair, blue eyes. They can’t help but stare. Trying to take in all the small details of his side profile. A small blush takes over their face.

“Ms. Makima,” God his voice is heavenly- “I can’t deal with another problem child. I hope you understand where I am coming from.”

Oh, he’s a dick.

“I understand completely, Mr. Hayakawa. But I saw it best to put them with you.” Makima, unchanging in her opinion.

“Can I put a request to put them with Himeno’s unit for now? I don’t mean to argue, I just am dealing with Denji and Power as well.” Aki puts his arms behind his back. His tone is unreadable, his face emotionless.

“I think she would get trained best with you, Aki.” An uncomfortable silence fills the room, Rio really didn’t want to start an argument, especially between their two higher-ups. Makima cuts the silence with a knife, “They’re not a devilman or any situation like Denji’s. I feel it’s best for them to get training from someone like you, a professional.”

Aki’s mind slightly eases. Well, if they’re not anything special, and Makima wants me to, I can easily take care of this. They’re just… something. As long as they’re serious about this position. I shouldn’t be so quick to judge, people can… dress how they want.

“I’ll make sure to do my best then, Ms. Makima.”

Makima smiles softly.

Rio and Aki fully face each other for the first time, Aki’s eye contact deep and a bit intimating, staring down at them. “Hello,” Rio quickly bows in politeness. “Well, my name is Rio, I guess all you need to know is I’m contracted with the flame devil. I hope we can get along.” They put out a hand.

That was… awfully polite, Aki thinks, feeling a bit embarrassed for calling them a problem in front of them now. “Hello, Rio. Call me Mr. Hayakawa. I hope we can too.” Aki shakes their hand, up and down three times, nothing more. If memory recalls, the flame devil is a rather chaotic force, he wonders how on earth someone got contracted with them of all devils.

[elisabethdenis]

11 days of productivity

First of all, you should know that I held a guilty feeling in my poor little body for not posting my productive activities everyday since I started the 100 days challenge. As if not posting meant not doing. How evil are those thoughts? 

To be bruttaly honest, my sheets have turned to a shroud. My body feels numb, I have no desire to do much, my motivation is hiding under the carpet. It is spring in New-Zealand and the rain is inevitable. My hair have been washed twice with lemon and almond oil to hydrate my scalp. I bring coffee to my lips 1-3 times a day for a bigger push in the butt. The laundry cycle seem infinite but I’m okay with it because I enjoy looking at the clothesline slowly moving in the wind. I bought 3 jars of ice cream and a few tablet of chocolate. My favorite treat was $140 worth of books. Moroccan and Brazilian literature. And the yellow Grapefruit book of Instruction by Yoko Ono, what a gem! 

This country is finally catching up on other continent. The division is real and that could partially be the reason why gliding in the unknown is getting harder and harder. I can still hear myself say a year ago: oh, I don’t mind lockdown, I’m a hermit anyways. Let me take it all back today. I miss sitting at cafés and being held by all of my friends. I miss not being pointed at because my choices are different to others. 

Japanese anime and oversea correspondences are softening most of the disaster. But I’ll still need a few plasters. My status of ‘illegal immigrant’ in this country is the cherry on the top. The process is taking the time it needs to take and I try everyday to learn to wait well. These words were written on a piece of paper on my friend’s wall the other day: If you have to wait, wait well. I’m trying. This is the closest to being deported that I have ever been and the reason being is: immigration New-Zealand do not think that my relationship is credible. What a pinch on the heart. My partner and I will keep on fighting to prove the purity of our love. This is insulting, mostly very sad and it makes me want to jump over the border and get the fuck out of here. I waited 4 months so far, I can wait another one. 

Oh, and I can’t go to an artist residency I was very much looking forward to go to, because I am not double jabbed. That was quite heartbreaking to find out.

In the midst of this storm, I’m attempting writing my very first manuscript. My goal this month was to achieve 8 draft pages. Which I have, yippy! 4249 words. While I’m writing these fictional stories which are taking place in 4 different countries in Africa, I got very interested about the continent as I never set a foot there. I find it extremely difficult to write about a place I have not been. My curiosity lead me to speak with an author from Ghana (Prince Mensah), which helped me so much in terms of giving me directions to dig deeper into the Liberian civil wars and the 1994 Rwandan genocide. He took a genuine interest in my poetry and my short stories which was very flattering. Small victory for me, a pet in the back! Following our conversations, I watched ‘Hotel Rwanda’ and ‘Shooting dogs’ - both about 1994 Rwanda genocide. Last night, I watched ‘Pray the devil back to hell’ which is a documentary about the ladies who have brought peace back to Liberia after the last civil war. Such atrocities made me look around my house thinking, fuck I’m such a brat. My vaccine and immigration worries are nothing compared to a husband being butchered in front of his wife while his daughter is getting raped. My heart goes to the thousands of people who got hungry, displaced, dishonored, burned, mentally assassinated and killed. 

Danielle Foster is my creative mentor for the next 9 months. She has a master in contemporary arts and works for Creative Waikato. Each month, we pick 4 small goals for me to tick off the list, to eventually, achieve my 4 main goals (manuscript, exhibition ‘think twice, it’s not alright’, walk the walk me with to me, repeat ‘geodynamic slumbers’). I write these in keywords because they are still brewing... Once they come to life, I’ll totally expose them on social platforms.

 The end of the month is right here and my 4 task are dead and gone: write to my uni teacher, write 8 draft pages, get the texts from my 6 model-gals, get an interview on the phone with 4 people living in the 4 countries I’m writing about.

My current 2 penpal friends are located in Canada and the other is in Japan. I’m writing to both of them with my favorite Japanese pen: Pockey. I have no idea how I will send my next letters because all of the post offices here are closed. It is quite special to get to know someone a little better every month, from a piece of paper with words on, and small gifted objects. Human connections are everything to me. They keep me going. 

This is goodbye for now, I shall return in a few days, I’m afraid it will be impossible and unwanted, to write everyday. 

Hugs xoooooooxx, we all need more of them

[thelordofdarkreunion]

Magnificent Scoundrels- We’re the Best

“This is Unit Delta-5-9!  We need immediate reinforcements!  We’re getting torn up over here!”

“Copy that, Delta-5-9.  Who are the hostiles in your area?”

“Commander Shepard is here!  Repeat, Commander Shepard is here!”

“Copy that.  Anyone else?”

“There’s one guy in some sort of silver armor.  With a spear!  He’s tearing up our guys like it’s no problem!”

“...repeat last.”

“Yes, he’s got a spear!  And there are these two guys in trench coats, too!”

“What are they doing?”

“Uh… dancing?” “...”

“And there’s some other guy, too.  He’s moving too fast for us to track, and… where did he go?”

“Hello.” 

“Wha-” [Several gunshots are fired.  Transmission ends.]  -Transmission Intercepted from Attacking Force Delta by combined Quarian/Starfleet/Mechanicus operatives

“The elevators in this place are so goddamn slow.”  Shepard shrugged at Drake, a move which made him bump against Vir.  

“Yeah, I know.  Cramped, too.”  

“Got that right,” muttered Quill as he jostled for position with Cooper.  Drake sighed and activated his wrist computer.  

“Might as well do something useful.  Ordelphine!  Saul!  Whoever the hell’s up there.  You might have heard, but we have problems down here.  Every available crewmember is to deploy with full… everything.  Heavy weapons, heavy armor, tell Garang to wear the power armor, and get Kraiker, Mark, Oliver, and Muelka to get down here with all their stuff.”  He paused for a moment, then pressed the transmit button with almost indecent haste.  “And tell Muelka to not set anything on fire!”  He shrugged at Shepard and Quill’s curious expressions.  “I think it would be best if my crew and I were remembered for saving the Citadel, not blowing it up.”  Vir shrugged and nodded.

“Makes sense.  Actually, I ought to get my crew down here too.”  He tapped the communications button on the side of his Iron Eye helmet.  “Simone!  Cannon!  Get the Marines, Valhallans, and Drev clan down here!  This is a full battle.  Extended combat operations, so be ready for that.”

“Understood, sir.  I…  uh… Conn wants me to tell you that… “A vampire masturbating in front of a mirror.  Bet you didn’t see that coming.”  What the hell?  Conn, you little-”  Vir shook his head.

“It’s fine.  So as long as he stays there.  We don’t want to freak too many people out.”  

“Yes, sir.  Although that means I’m stuck with him,” responded a slightly put-out Simone.

“Have fun!” replied Vir with a bit too much cheerfulness than was required.

“I’m sure I will, sir.”  Vir released the comms button on his helmet and shook his head again.  

“I’m not so sure I want to meet Conn,” intoned Quill.  

“Take my advice and just… don’t,” replied Vir.  Quill nodded. 

“Fair enough.”  he rubbed his chin for a moment.  “At least I don’t have to contact anyone.  Everyone from my ship is in the other elevator.”

“Maybe you should have gone with them,” muttered Cooper as he jostled against Quill once more.  

“No.  Drax is there, and he takes up way too much space as it is.”  Shepard shook his head at their banter, and activated his comms as well.

“Miranda, get the ground team down here.  The entire ground team.”

“Should I come along as well?” replied a woman’s Australian-accented voice.  Shepard considered for a moment.

“Yes.  Tell Joker not to get the Normandy too beat up while we’re gone.”

“Understood, Commander.”  Cooper looked over from where he was pressed against the glass.  

“So, we have that down.  Now what?”  Shepard activated a button, and a glowing orange hologram sprang to life around his left arm.  He pressed something else, and a map of the Citadel came up.

“We’re here.” He tapped near the Council chambers.  “There’s a pretty hefty attacking force outside, fighting C-Sec officers and Turian shock troopers outside.  We clear the attackers, set up a space where shuttle reinforcements can land, and proceed from there.”  Everyone nodded.  

“Well, that’s a better plan than most of what we do.”  The group looked at each other speculatively.  

“Yeah.  Yeah, it is,” said Quill.  “Reminds me.  Have I ever told you about the time where I saved the galaxy with only 17% of a plan?”  

Elsewhere on the Citadel

It was decided that Master Chief would take up the rear, as eight feet of muscle and Mjolnir armor would be a reasonable deterrent for most pursuers.  There had been a short but intense argument over who would lead, but Kirk had suggested a combined force of bodyguards to placate everyone.  

Now, a group of various bodyguards led the delegates through the under-tunnels of the Citadel to safety, with Cain, Kirk, and Solo sprinkled throughout the formation.  The delegates murmured to each other, careful to not let their words be overheard.  Each had groups of powerful special forces soldiers at their command, and each was wondering what to do with them, or if and when to deploy them.  

“Councillors!  We are under heavy fire!  Some of the C-Sec officers have turned traitor, and the attackers are taking more of the Citadel.  We need reinforcements!” came a desperate cry over the communication systems.  Sparatus, the Turian Councillor, replied immediately.  

“Hierarchy soldiers are currently on the ground.  We’ll send more, but it will take a while for their shuttles to get there.  You’ll have to hold,” he replied curtly.  Several other diplomats heard the exchange.  Normally, many would not have lent their forces to the fight, but if it meant the difference of getting out alive or dead, it wasn’t even a question.

“Captain Faro, this is Thrawn.  Deploy our troopers immediately.  Have TIE’s escort the shuttles.  Keep the Destroyers in a holding position.”

“Captain, this is Agent Omicron.  Have the ODSTs ready to drop immediately.”

“Watch Captain, this is Inquisitor Vail.  Order the Scions to deploy in high altitude grav drop.  Have the Kill Team and the Assassins ready in the teleportariums.”

“Captain, this is Marder.  Have the Pilots stand ready in their Titans and be ready to deploy.”

Elsewhere on the Citadel

The elevator sounded a clear, high ding! and the doors slid slowly open.  

“Fucking finally,” muttered Drake.  The next elevator over sounded a similar chime and disgorged Quill’s crew, looking none happier than the Scoundrels over the slow ride down.  The sounds of gunfire and screams filled the air from just beyond the indoor plaza at the foot of the Council Chambers.  “Well, back to something I know better.  Actually…”  Drake’s face turned into a sly grin.  “Tali!  Scotty!  Can you two give me control of the P.A. system?”  

“Why do you want the P.A. system?” came Scotty’s, well, Scottish bur.  

“Uh… psychological warfare?”  There was a pregnant pause on the other end.  Drake tried again.  “For funsies?”  

“...fine.”  There was another pause.  “You have control Drake,” came a very tired sounding Scotty.  

“Wonderful!” replied Drake, utterly delighted.  “Now, here comes the fun part.”

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Major Viter of the Turian Hierarchy cursed as a bullet chipped the wall he was kneeling behind.  The Cerberus attackers and traitor C-Sec agents had his combined forces of Hierarchy soldiers and loyal C-Sec agents pinned down in front of the Citadel Tower.  They had held well enough for the past ten minutes of grueling firefights, long enough to give the Council and the other delegates enough time to escape.  Viter didn’t care much for the other diplomats, but he had been ordered to hold, and death was a preferable alternative to disobeying those orders.  Another volley of fire raked the wall, and he shrank back from it.  Cerberus was getting crafty.  They knew the Hierarchy shock troopers were far superior to the C-Sec agents under his command, so they endeavored to keep the Turians pinned down for as long as possible.  Not good.  He turned to his left and yelled at his communications officer.

“Where are those reinforcements?  We can’t hold the tower without them!”  

“They’re still ten minutes out!  And that’s not including the time it’ll take the shuttles to find a safe landing zone!”  Viter cursed.  “But someone said we have additional reinforcements en-route.  Some kind of special team,” added the communications officer.  Viter calmly shot down a traitor C-Sec agent who was stupid enough to poke their head in the open before turning back.  

“What kind of special team?”  But before the comms officer could replay, the Citadel’s P.A. system fizzed to life.  Cerberus, C-Sec, and Turian soldiers looked up with confusion as an unmistakably human show tune started to play.  

“Yippie yay!  There’ll be no wedding bells for today!”  There was a flash of electric blue, and a Cerberus trooper took a shot to her head, which promptly melted, complete with horrifying screams from its wearer.  Viter looked back to the Tower’s entrance.  Standing there was a black haired, black coated human wielding a silvery, triple barreled rifle.  Flanking him was another masked and trenchcoated human, a small (about up to viter’s knee), rodent-like creature holding a full-sized machine gun, and… Commander Shepard.  Back from the dead?  To borrow a human expression: Oh boy.  This just got interesting.

  As the abominably cheerful tune continued to play, a figure clad in solid grey metal armor and some massive, bare-chested, grey and orange humanoid alien ran past Viter at speeds he didn’t think were possible for a biped to produce.  He did a double take.  They were holding a spear and two knives respectively.  Did they have a death wish?  The Cerberus and C-Sec attackers seemed to think so, as they stepped forward as one to cut the running figures down.  

With no warning, a man wearing a strange set of advanced-looking armor materialized beyond a Cerberus trooper wielding a machine gun, drew a pistol, gave a cheerful “Hi!”, blew the back of the trooper’s head apart, and disappeared.  Farther down, a Cerberus combat engineer looked down at his chest, where a lithe blade appeared through his breastbone.  A green-skinned alien woman gave him a surreptitious wink, and, before his comrades could react, faded into oblivion.  

Within the space of a second, the attacking line devolved into panic.  The gunmen behind the running figures opened fire, forcing the Cerberus personnel to keep their heads down as the two sprinting figures collided with them at full tilt.  

The grey figure’s spear slid through a trooper’s neck armor joint, producing a gurgled sigh as he crumpled to the ground.  The silvery figure spun around, and with pinpoint precision, impaled another Cerberus trooper through the joints of her armor.  The massive grey humanoid went flying into a group of traitorous C-Sec agents with reckless and utterly terrifying abandon, stabbing wildly.  

The green-skinned woman appeared once more, and gracefully cut down two Cerberus soldiers with just as many strokes of her keen-bladed swords.  The Turians and loyal C-Sec agents were now all firing at the disorganized attackers, Shepard was killing with horrifying, lethal accuracy, the rodent-creature was cackling maniacally as it fired it’s huge machine gun, the two trenchcoated men were dancing along to the music over the P.A. system while firing off precise, perfectly timed-to-the-beat shots, there was a walking tree now that was impaling people with wooden growths from its arms, and the man in advanced armor, who had been appearing and disappearing was now running on the walls, almost horizontally, supported by only thrusters on the back of the suit and a hand held out for balance.  In short, utter mayhem.  

The man hopping from wall to wall jumped down and kicked a Cerberus trooper with enough force to crack her helmet.  The grey armored man and green-skinned woman impaled two more opponents with perfect synchronicity.  Viter overloaded a Cerberus soldier’s shields, then shot him in the head.  The last enemy, a panicking traitorous C-Sec agent, turned and ran, only to be gunned down by the black coated human.   

The grey armored figure removed their helmet to reveal the cheerful face of a green-eyed, blond-haired human man.  Shepard and he walked over to Major Viter, who turned and stared at them with an expression that was equal parts confusion, shock, and gratefulness.  

“I’m assuming you’re the team that was sent to assist me?” he asked.  “Pardon me asking, but who exactly are you?”  Shepard opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the black coated man.

“We’re the Magnificent Scoundrels, and we put the laughter into slaughter!”  Shepard’s mouth moved spasmodically for a few moments before the blond haired man stepped in.

“Don’t… don’t listen to… him.”  The black coated man shrugged.

“Yeah.  I get that a lot.”  Shepard rolled his eyes.

“We’re a team made up from a variety of different governments present, and we’re here to help take back the Citadel.”  Shepard looked around, experienced eyes taking in the mayhem around them.  “What now?” he asked Viter.  Viter’s mandibles moved in an expression that Shepard recognized as turian thoughtfulness.  

“Well, we press on and clean up the Citadel.  But we,” he gestured at the group, “Can’t do it alone.  We’re going to need help.”  Shepard and the blond man shared a knowing glance.  

“Don’t worry, ‘cause help you’re going to get.” 

If you have any comments, questions, concerns, criticisms, questions, or requests, feel free to tell me.  For the curious, the song is called “Jingle Jangle Jingle.”  I recommend finding the Fallout New Vegas version ‘cause apparently it’s the only remastered version on the internet.