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Life in the North Pole is stifling.
Being born blind and a girl was apparently the best combination of traits you could ask for if you wanted to spend a lifetime of doing nothing. Her parents wouldn't let her out of the house without a guard to escort her, and they wouldn't even let her learn a drop of waterbending- not even healing, like all the other girls.
Maybe she should consider herself lucky. Most waterbenders didn't get to stay with their families- but the Fire Nation took one look at her, and decided she was just as useless as her parents said she was. She got to stay.
It had happened when she was still really young, so she barely remembered it. Master Pakku- their tribe's best waterbender- had valiantly fought off the invasion, but they'd been smart. They'd arrived during the midnight sun. With waterbending weakened and firebending at its strongest, their forces had only been able to hold out for so long.
After Master Pakku died, Chief Arnook had chosen to surrender.
Prince Ozai had handed control of the city over to Admiral Zhao, who became the governor of what quickly became the Fire Nation's winter playground. For his valor, Fire Lord Azulon gave his throne to his son, who would go on and lead the charge against the Earth Kingdom. Omashu and Ba Sing Se soon fell after.
But Toph didn't care about all that.
She cared about learning to bend anyways. She didn't care if it was dangerous- she just knew her freedom lay on the other side of it. So she taught herself to bend, little by little. She began to understand that there was water everywhere- in everything. Once she did, it was like her whole world opened up.
(It wasn't as good, some part of her thought- only she had no idea what she was comparing it to.)
She taught herself everything she could. Some of it came to her easily- the shifting movement of the water whip felt like she'd 'seen' it done hundreds of times before. Others she struggled with- water was an elusive element, all push and pull. It didn't stay still- it moved on its own. Healing was... a challenge, but at least she had the basics down.
It wasn't important as kicking ass, anyways.
...unfortunately, mastering waterbending didn't make life in the North Pole anymore interesting. The two intruders who snuck into her window one night, however...
...finally, she thought, something interesting.
...but how did they know her name?
#bad reality au#suki and zuko have just been. sneaking around the northern water tribe for a few days now. looking for toph.#they almost miss her because they've never had the occasion to see her with her facade up#and they were still half expecting her to wear green#two stealth experts on a mission. at least in the north pole they'll get a break from sokka trying to kill them#no earth to bend here!
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alternate surface au inspired by a few ive seen around on tumblr :3
#my art#pressure roblox#roblox pressure#sebastian solace#painter pressure#thought more abt my headcanons for seb’s anatomy and like. lol that tail is not pure muscle hes got guts in there.#that + the fact that there’s spinal cord in there means itd be a bad idea to try and amputate it#the wagon/eventual wheelchair is mostly for outdoor use i imagine.#<- specificallt]y for outdoor surface textures/debris that’d be bad for him to slither on#also. chronic pain have i dont think suddenly shrinking his whole body did much good for that#i imagine he and painter have like. a pool. to help with that and other needs he has now.#but he wouldnt wanna use it for a long while#there was a sort of. disconnect between his idea of freedom from urbanshade vs the reality of it i think.#like. thinking things could. on some level. go back to normal#and not considering that some of his mutations would be irreversible#and having to confront/cope with/accomodate himself about that#seb wants to be normal again but we cant all get what we want can we!#sometimes healing involves working with or around irreversible change buddy!#btw if feligayzed sees this. hiii hii your au was one of the big things that kicked my brain off on this and i wanna make fanart sometime#oh yeah this is . also.#sebpainter#pressure pathways#pathways#wow i dont think ive written a wall of tags that big in a long time. can you tell im having normal feelings about them
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Since you're shipping Flowers and Dale, imagine Flowers in one of those "Not the step dad but the dad who stepped up" shirts and horrifying everyone around him DTFCHGHCYJGUKHJB
Flowers should absolutely NOT be in charge of a kid.
#fop nature au#fop a new wish#fop#fairly oddparents#fairly oddparents a new wish#fop peri#Flowers OC#honestly it would be just as bad as Dale#Flowers likes the idea of a family but in reality.. it could not give less of a shit about a real living child.#art#digital art#fanart
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⚠️⚠️CW BLOOD⚠️⚠️
He’s so me
#I know horror isn’t actually a cannibal but the audio fits so stfu <3<3#art#my art#undertale#sans#sans au#undertale au#papyrus#papyrus au#horrortale#horror sans#horror papyrus#the way I draw pap’s amour that everyone loves for some reason makes a return#the last chapter in my utmv fic was me complaining about people calling horror a cannibal but now look at me#fanart#utmv#bad sans#bad sanses#most of the fandom hasn’t read the og comic and it shows#I forgor how to tag#also am very sick so this is probably funnier to me than it is in reality#his ass is NOT making tons of friends#cw blood#it’s Horrortale what did u expect
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So is the reason for Tyren getting more unhinged the side effects of the devotion necklace, or was this a downward spiral he would have gone done regardless of the necklace? I remember you talking about how the necklaces have consequences, and I'm curious if this is one of them.
Yeah!
Tyren would have been an already overly-doting and even jealous character on his own without the loyalty necklace, (and had been due to his crush on the Lamb even before recieving it, and what happens when you reject followers in-game) but his spiral into a unhealthy obsession and idolization was aided by the loyalty necklace.
If it was given to perhaps a regular, less devoted follower, the effects maybe wouldn't have had such severity. But Lamb got the materials/necklace from the mystic seller and isn't fully aware of the effects it might have on their followers yet.
So, dog is unhinged a bit on his own, but amplified by the necklace. He's originally friendly, caring and sweet. But you take good traits, too much of a good thing, and they can turn bad
#I want to talk about Tyren in stream again or go on a ramble#he's a character i want readers to like but also i dont want them to LIKE LIKE him#i want to write him in a way that makes you wonder if he did not go down this path he would actaully be someone you'd want to be friends wi#what ifs and what not#also in some reality there would people rooting for tyren in his corner because in his point of view#hes known the lamb for a long time and has been their friend and confidant#and has cared about them and even had a crush on them for quite a while#then suddenly this cat appears and everything feels wrong#dont get me wrong tyren is meant to be a good friend turned bad guy#but i was also never meant to get attatched to and develop the side characters as i have been doing slkdghsld#okay ive rambled enough#tyren oc#trod au
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What would a mother not do for her child What lengths would a mother not go There's a bond that exists between mother and child With no end to how strong it can grow It's a promise for life between mother and child It begins from the moment of birth.
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She is six years old, and standing on the porch at her Auntie Alicia’s cabin. She is six years old, and holding an old rifle in her hands, standing at the railing and pointing the nozzle at a large target a couple feet away. There’s a pair of old ear muffs covering her ears. Behind her is her daddy and her sister, and Auntie Alicia. She can’t see them.
Danielle Martha Fenton is six years old, and her momma has her arms wrapped warmly around her, keeping the gun steady for her. It’s heavy and the butt digs into her shoulder uncomfortably, and she feels nothing but determined. And nervous.
Her momma was teaching her and Jazzy how to shoot, and they’re down in Arkansas to visit Auntie Alicia for her second “Divorce-iversary” as Auntie calls it. She keeps a hunting rifle in her gun safe for the rabbits that like to nibble on her garden. She mostly grows rhubarb, which goes untouched. But her carrots and greens and other veggies like to be tempting snacks for the game.
Regardless, she is six years old and learning how to shoot. Her momma and her daddy (mostly her daddy) have been banned from every shooting range outside of Amity Park in a hundred mile radius. So Auntie is the best place to learn, or so momma says.
Danny thinks it's just an excuse to see her sister, not that she's complaining. She loves visiting Auntie.
She’s already seen Jazzy do this, her momma told her before the muffs went on to shoot when ready. No use trying to fire when you’re not; you can’t afford to miss when shooting ghosts.
Danny breathes out steady, just like momma taught her, and quells her trembling little fingers. She focuses down the barrel, and pulls the trigger.
Immediately, the recoil throws her off, the side of the gun that her cheek was resting on knocks against her skin, harsh enough to bruise if it weren’t for her momma’s steady hands holding onto her. The bang of the gun startles her more than she thought it would, and her heart leaps up and runs a jackrabbit through her chest.
The gun is carefully slipped out of her hands, and Danny lets it go easily, her cheek smarting in pain and her eyes wide and following up to momma. Momma turns the safety on, and with a gentle hand, pushes against her chest. Danny takes a few steps back, and slips the ear muffs off her head.
Mommy is smiling big at her, something that Danny can’t help but replicate on her own face as her heart swells. “Did I get it, momma?” She asks, watching as she passes the gun off to Auntie Alicia, who steps over to take it.
“I’m going to go see, sweetie, but I think you did.” Momma coos, before planting both her hands on the porch railing and, in a single leap, vaults over the side and onto the grass. She’s dressed all comfortable for the summer heat, with her hair all tied back and in shorts and a tank top and nice boots. Danny’s ribs swell hopefully, and she stands on her tiptoes to watch her walk over.
“I’ll be hard-pressed to believe if you didn’t, Martha Mae,” Auntie tells her, grinning like a cat, “that was a damn good shot.”
‘Martha Mae Knight’ was Danny’s granny’s name. Auntie Alicia calls her that because of her middle name — and because, by her words, she has her momma’s weird-shaped eyebrows and piercing blue eyes. The kind that could scare a hawk into singing like a robin. It was Danny’s favorite nickname ever.
Daddy laughs brightly, the sound painful on her ears but twice as nice, and despite the distance, Momma whirls her head around to shoot Auntie a glare; “Language, Alicia. Not around my girls.” She warns. Her accent always comes through when they’re around Auntie. It’s Danny’s favorite thing to listen to.
“Do you think so, auntie?” Danny says, bright-eyed and ever-optimistic. Auntie Alicia nods fiercely as Momma finally reaches the target and searches for the bullet hole. Daddy then comes up behind her, still laughing, and claps a hand onto her shoulder so hard that it makes her knees hurt.
“Of course she did!” Dad boasts, as bright as the sun and twice as warm. He shakes Danny affectionately, wobbling her on her feet and pulling her straight into his side. She goes so willingly with a burble of giggles. “She’s got the eyes of a Fenton! And our family are darn good shots.”
Auntie eyes him up and down, her smile immediately fading off into a pressed line. “I’m sure you mean she’s got the eyes of a Knight. You couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn at twenty paces, Jack Fenton.”
Jazzy holds back giggles from where she’s standing by the door, her ear muffs in hand, and Danny watches her Daddy’s dark eyes immediately narrow. Just like Auntie’s, his smile tapers off into a frown.
Before he can say anything, there’s a cheer from the yard, and they all turn to Momma clapping her hands in delight.
Danny immediately pricks her ears up, and would’ve darn near rushed over to the railing if it weren’t for her Daddy’s hand on her shoulder. She yells instead, excitement thrumming like a hummingbird against her ribs, “Did I hit it, momma?!”
Momma beams at her with all the pride in the world, “You sure did, Danny!” And she turns to press her finger against the target, right on the inside red ring of the battered old bag. “Right here, sweet girl!”
There are cheers from all around, and Danny’s heart bursts inside her lungs with shiny, sunshine glee. She puffs her chest out big, and smiles so wide it hurts the cheek where the gun smacked her. Her Daddy shakes again, squeezing her tight against his side in a hug that Danny happily reciprocates.
“What’d I tell you, Martha Mae?” Auntie tells with a big wink and a wide grin, the gun still gripped tight in her hands as Momma makes her way back over. “You got a Knight’s eye.”
When Momma makes it back over the railing, she hugs Danny tight and praises her shot. Danny looks her in the eyes and chases the feeling, and asks to shoot again.
#danny fenton is not the ghost king#dpxdc#cw gun#cw gun mention#dp x dc#dp x dc crossover#dpxdc crossover#dpxdc au#dp x dc au#martha knight au#female danny fenton#fem danny fenton#danny is martha wayne au#got a little something something written for this au. the dichotomy of the happy memory and the fact that she's being taught this to shoot#ghosts. the innocence of a child and the reality of the situation :]. as well as danny's steadily disillusion from her parents as she grows#fun fact! this memory is based off one of my own when my dad was teaching us how to shoot so we could (eventually) go hunting with him.#i was around danny's age i think. a little bit younger maybe. so a lot of this stuff -- like Maddie helping her hold it up and them#wearing earmuffs and Danny immediately getting the gun taken away after she shoots and danny herself backing up are all based off#what i could remember. albeit the only difference here is Alicia holding the gun and Jack and Jazz standing behind Danny. in my own memorie#iirc we were all supposed to stand inside when it wasnt our turn. but we also didnt have enough earmuffs for everyone to stand outside.#slaps danny's head like the roof of a car: you can fit SO much trauma in this kid. enjoy her joy while it lasts :]#smth smth the idea that the fenton parents weren't bad at first but instead became a steady decline once they got into building the portal#smth about how danny knows somewhere that they could improve because they were good before. but they aren't and she wonders#who they love more: their daughters. or ghosts? (the answer is their daughters but danny finds this out in a way she doesnt expect)#that beginning song lyric is from “after all” by christine ebersole btw. its danny's theme song for the au.#i thank god every day for being a daycare teacher because the word 'daddy' has been CLEANSED for mEEEEEEEEEEE
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i just thought of something about frostpaw’s design having a wolf motif and her huge autopsy scar - it reminds me of how in multiple fairy tales (particularly ittle red riding hood, like you mentioned in the design post), the wolves in those stories have their stomachs cut open. i just thought that was cool :3
I hadn't even considered that, but it makes it work even better. The fairytales don't even just have the wolf get their belly cut open-- they also get filled with stones and tossed in the river.
There's a clear image in my mind that when Frostpaw is put under the human tranquilizer, her mind falls backward and plunges her into liquid void. A dream takes hold, bubbles forming in the dark, her body cradled by clear water as far as she can perceive.
The unspoken knowledge of her dream tells her that she's in a raindrop, the river, the lake, and Riverstar Himself. The embodiment of water. And He is endless.
Her problems are washed away by the sheer vastness of his being, and she's just beginning to wrap her head around the marvel of it all when she opens her eyes in a den. Warm, comfortable, surrounded by hay.
The vision sloshes in her mind like dancing waves. She has a boiling desire to understand what it meant-- and the only thing that comes to mind is the Tribe of Rushing Water's philosophy that all things are connected by the river. That living by the Lake, fed by the southern delta, which rushes down from the mountain's waterfall, makes their cultures kin.
She decides to start there, and will go further south if need be. Thus begins Book 3 of BB!ASC, The Source of the River.
#I like the way that the fairytale vibes of certain designs Im thinking up for ASC feed into--#--the way this arc will probably shape up to be a moment where the fables of the past meet the reality of the present day#Something also gives me a warm feeling about the thought that this arc will have a culminating moment between Frost and Curl#The wolf in sheep's clothing and the big bad wolf#The cub who has come to learn that there's more to life than what her mother hunted for#The Love Was There. It Wasn't Enough. It's time to put away the past and step towards the future.#BB!ASC#Better Bones AU#BB!Frostdawn#BB!Frostpaw
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so called "free thinkers" when euphrasie pulls up with the "something's failing, ROTTING"
#boiledegg art#isat#in stars and time#isat spoilers#in stars and time spoilers#isat siffrin#isat euphrasie#isat bird au#siffrin is a barn owl :3#euphrasie is a shrike#i chose shrike for her bc i thought it would be really funny if she was a type of bird known for impaling prey and trapping them on bramble#but in reality shes literally chill and its not her fault shes a bad omen#i like to think that bird au euphie keeps a thing of barbed wire in her office. she hangs her lunch up on there. she impales a single fry#theres like a sandwich hanging up there
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spent a month mashing two of my long term hyperfixations together into an AU, bone apple teeth
I wouldn't consider this a crossover as much as an inspired AU because autism brain drew parallels between the two narratives and I think it would be fun to explore the earlier years of the apocalypse, before the world is absolutely decimated (alongside many of the resources), before the fam loses Donnie and Raph, et cetera. I have Plans™
Paying homage to this iconic panel from The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys: National Anthem:
Still finalizing each of the bro's code names, but here are the initial drafts and close-ups of their designs:
Riff-Raph
Donamite
Antimatter Master-Plan
Magic Mic
#louder than god's revolver and twice as shiny#*blends Danger Days and Kraang!Timeline future in my brain* oh we cooking now#representation for early invasion mutant turtle teens my beloved#before they truly see the full extent of the Kraang conflict#I think they originally went into the bad timeline seeing this as a fight they could win#like the season 1 finale against shredder!Draxum#the grim reality is something that dawns on them later#but if the kraang hate one thing its persistent hope and authenticity#what could beings that prize power and assimilation despise more than those fighting them seemingly not taking them seriously?#we be we!! embrace the turtle baby /ref#there's this vision of the turtles speeding through the outskirts nyc jamming to loud music and blasting the hell outta Kraang hounds#fyi this AU is inspired more-so by the Danger Days album and The True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys: California than National Anthem#guess which killjoy each bros outfit is inspired by :) guess :)))#the fabulous mad dogs au#tfmd au#rottmnt#rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles#rise of the tmnt#tmnt#rise of the tmnt the movie#explodingstar art#rise donnie#rise mikey#rise raph#rise leo#tmnt au#rottmnt kraang timeline#danger days
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I am having some thoughts about, like, Killer struggling to understand himself. Why he behaves he does, his Stages, his soul, his Determination, his emotions, his thought process and beliefs.
Cause like Killer is a clearly a traumatized mentally ill person who is undiagnosed and unmedicated and not in any position to reach any diagnosis or treatment or support or help because he is isolated from the rest of Multiverse in many ways.
He does not trust himself and fundamentally doesn’t trust anyone else, and his situation keeps him in a toxic, abusive environment where he is operating in survival mode. He has never left it in who knows how long.
He doesn’t know what’s “wrong” with him. Just that something is. And he has to “fix it” somehow. Or be replaced.
Like he doesn’t know why his thoughts feel so disconnected and fragmented and like they aren’t even his. He doesn’t know why he doesn’t see himself looking back when catching sight of a mirror. He doesn’t know what he looks like when he tries to imagine himself.
He doesn’t know why it seems like the body has a mind of its own. He doesn’t know why the body cries about things that didn’t hurt. He doesn’t know why nothing and no one ever really seems real. He doesn’t know why certain things make his soul and body react and act in ways that he’d never do and care about things or people he doesn’t care about.
He’s fine and yet somehow something is still wrong with him. It was easy to ignore and not question it with Chara but it’s a problem with Nightmare now. It’s a problem with everyone. He doesn’t know why the body just can’t stay still, he tried to make it stop.
He doesn’t know why it’s so hard to pay attention and so hard to organize tasks and to remember spoken instructions and why it’s so hard to remember what someone just told him. He doesn’t know why his body always seems to hurt or where it’s coming from.
It’s easier to just not think about it but it’s hard to do that when that’s all everyone around him seems to have an issue with lately.
#cw mental illness#killer sans#utmv#sans au#sans aus#killer!sans#killertale#bad sanses#bad sans gang#nightmares gang#nightmare’s gang#nightmare!sans#killer!chara#something new!chara#killertale chara#undertale something new#something new sans#undertalesomethingnew#killertale sans#something new chara#undertale au#undertale aus#chara au#corrupted nightmare sans#lil bro’s reality was shattered one too many times#adhd headcanon#I like to hc he has ‘combined adhd’#buttercup duo#kc chara#utmv headcanons
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SHOWSTARS
Working on the asks again, but have this colored piece of SMG16 and RTV!Puzzles for now. Their duo name is SHOWSTARS (or BLUESCREEN if we take the angst path).
Please note that SMG16 belongs to @birdy-four and that these two are meant to be seen as STRICTLY PLATONICAL!
Anyway enough yapping!
#Nvm I’m gonna yap here#SMG16 is probably the single person in that brainwashed world that looks up to RTV with genuine admiration and amazement#Which may be because he comes from another universe and has no clue what happened in the RTV!AU#He of course notices that something is off sometimes but RTV is keeping him mostly shielded#Because as much as RTV tried to convince himself of the opposite#Brainwashing ppl into admiring him isn't really satisfying him#So he keeps 16 around#Even treats him waaay better than others#Because he’s desperate for that genuine admiration 16 gives him#BLUESCREEN is a Concept where 16 finds out what kind of messed up things RTV did#All that admiration he had for RTV is replaced by doubt#RTV meanwhile gets hit by some very unexpected depression when he realizes how much 16 means to him after he leaves#Which ultimately leads him to cope horribly like he always does and figures he has to get rid of 16 to get rid of those feelings#ANYWAY#I nearly drew RTV too soft in this lmao#He’s still a jerk and bad person#But he may be genuinely happy when 16 is around#Which tbh is probably only a benefit to him and no one else lmao#mr puzzles#smg4#mr. puzzles#smg4 puzzlevision#smg4 mr puzzles#smg4 au#smg4 tv adware#smg4 fanart#reality tv au#rtv au#SHOWSTARS
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some more thoughts about the bad reality au
zuko finds out he has weird spirit bullshit going on because it turns out you can't a.) exist in a reality where you don't exist and b.) carry pieces of your friends inside of you without getting a little weird.
he can channel them to a degree, but only when their physical bodies are nearby. katara becomes her own early warning system.
(sokka will eventually also become his own early warning system.)
(they don't get that liberty for aang)
yon rha never retired and stayed the leader of the southern raiders- therefore it is coincidence that katara entered this world as his daughter. she learned firebending at his knee, and planned to join the raiders herself when she reached military age.
(she hates the full moon. it means sleepless nights for her, roused by awful dreams that she can never remember when she wakes.)
zuko voice: why is it that convincing katara to trust me is never easy? I didn't even do anything this time!
suki: yeah why did the spirits hinge this whole thing on people trusting you?
zuko: I don't know! it sounds like such an obviously bad idea!
sokka gets to be a bender this time- specifically, he's an earthbender. even more specifically, he's an agent of the dai li, which long feng still commands... in the name of phoenix king ozai.
he also gets sent to kill them!
toph is at the north pole. she's stifled more there than she ever was in the beifong manor. her parents won't even let her have the most basic of bending instruction.
she's a waterbender. she learned to 'see' by sensing the water around her. she taught herself everything she knows.
(tui and la have vacated the north pole. it is not safe there any longer)
do you know how happy suki and zuko are to have a friend that isn't trying to kill them? thank you for everything toph.
toph: who are these people and why are they hugging me
zuko voice: toph is like two steps away from discovering bloodbending and that thought terrifies me and also strangely comforts me.
toph is so mad when she gets her memories back and realizes she's not an earthbender anymore. this sucks!
zuko: don't worry. it's about to get a whole lot more shitty.
toph: how could it get worse than this?
suki: everyone else is trying to kill us.
toph: ...okay yeah. that is worse.
good news! aang can't go into the avatar state. bad news! he's also trying to kill them and doesn't seem to be able to hear their voices.
(ozai ensured his children would be completely loyal to him. they don't have a choice in the matter. his control over azula is even stricter than it is aang. she was starting to crack. he needed her to be perfect.)
(fire lord azula sleepwalks. the servants are instructed to take her back to her room should they catch her. do not listen to anything she might say. her unconscious hours are her only refuge from being her father's literal puppet ruler.)
#suki zuko and toph against the world#a trio that has really good odds of pulling this off#toph: you know sparky. I'm really starting to get a real appreciation for how shitty your dad is.#zuko: because he made you a waterbender?#toph: because he made me a waterbender.#bad reality au
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When I’m writing my Modern AU but then try to figure out and calculate how the life I gave the Batch is financially possible:
#I’ll be writing#and then I’ll be like wait how do they own a house in the suburbs in this economy?#so then I’ll be like ok 99 was the homeowner so maybe he already paid it off and now they only worry about property tax and bills#but it doesn’t stop there#now I’m looking up the prices of homes in the 80s#then I start looking up details on VA loans#then I’m calculating ok this sibling has this job so this would be what they make in a year after taxes#then I add them up#but wait#Crosshair and tech are in college how are they affording that?#then I remember the GI bill#but then I’m like ok but what if they go on vacation?#so then I’m like ok they give off the vibes that they would choose to drive everywhere they could within reason#BUT THEN I’m like hold up what if they brought Omega to Disney World#so now I’m looking at ticket hotel and airfare costs#and seeing what military and veterans discounts are#meanwhile this fic hasn’t even been fully written I’m just brainstorming and writing all these details in a brainstorming document#I’ll apply suspension of disbelief and ‘don’t worry about it’ to other things like face tattoos in the suburbs and timeline and ages#but for the financial aspect I’m like ‘how can I make this as true to reality as possible’?#star wars tbb#star wars the bad batch#the bad batch#bad batch modern au#sw bad batch
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if killer has differently sized eyes then does he blink like those lizards that have each eye blink abnormally. like the small eye has to be shut for a full second and then the big eye has to take a minute to blink. his blinks are delayed. they have their own timer. is this purposeful??? perhaps killer is doing it on purpose to freak people out and its just a really really really long running inside joke between himself and himself. or it could actually be srs and he can't blink synchronized. or he could use it to his advantage by like never having one eye closed ever. he'd never be held back by the disability that is blinking. AND it's a psychological trick on his enemy because they're weirded out like "why isnt this prick blinking normally"
does this make the top 20 dumbest triglycercule posts. i think this is a solid 12/20
#the reality is that he doesn't blink but let's just ignore that for now#sometimes i come up with the most hilarious ideas when i dont want to#i was drawing sketch 4 the 2nd jk au 4koma and i was drawing killer's eyes and i was like wait wtf how does this prink blink#4koma will be coming on monday because this will be the sunday post even though i came up with this on saturday#its too late to post it!!!! jt is 8 pm nobody will see this hilarious idea#i havent checked my notifications since i posted the jk au stuff im too scared#sometimes fear grips me in the most insurmountably insignificant situations#it's been thundering in my area recently and all i can think about is which of the mtt would survive a lightning strike#you guys can get a second tricule rant on this. stat wise only dust would live with his 99 hp#BUTTTT who gives a shit about canon. killer would survive out of sheer silliness and determination#horror would be comatose and he'd take a solid month to recover. my poor weak coughing baby vs hydrogen bomb#dust would live like killer but he would be crawling out of the remains. like a pheonix#tricule rant#killer sans#murder time trio#bad sanses#bad sans gang#nightmare's gang#utmv#sans au#undertale au
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Older!Rockstar!Eddie Munson x Fem!reader
(Slight breeding kink, Eddie and reader are parents, a little bit of smut at the end)
You and older!rockstar!eddie who have moved to Palm Springs for a quieter life and have a full house of five kids, three of them teenagers and two pre teens. LA is where the industry is and although you and Eddie loved your life there, you especially being from there, you needed a change in pace and what better place to move than the desert where majority of the population are old people who only care about golf. Paparazzi are no where to be found and Eddie can go to the grocery store without being hounded by fans. Not that he minded too much before, it was the life he longed for in the end after all, but it feels like a breath of fresh air when he can shop for eggs without feeling someone’s stare at the back of his head.
Eddie’s long since cut his long curls as well, insisting that he’s getting old and although he’s not even in his fifties yet, it’s a hassle to comb out his curls, his joints not as oiled up as they used to be. You mourned his brunette curls, saying a dramatic goodbye to them the day he chopped them off himself in your shared bathroom. All grief left the room the second he padded into the kitchen with a reinvented look, shaggy curls still falling from his head, only a shorter variation of his signature style. You didn’t think he could get any sexier but he’d proven you wrong. The way he shook his hair out like a shaggy dog would usually have you scolding him, yelling at him to at least let you get out of the splash zone first. Instead you stare at the new version of your sweet Eddie, the haircut doing him several favors as your eyes move down his tattooed torso, the shine of his nipple rings catching your eye, trailing along every detail you’ve already memorized time and time again. Your thirst for him never wavered, not once in your time together and when he smirked at you like that as he recognized the far off look on your face, your knees nearly gave out.
though his haircut aided in disguising him a little better in public spaces, people caught on quickly and he was suddenly “Eddie Munson sporting sexy new haircut”. Needless to say it was time for a change and you both knew it, Eddie telling you that with all the fame and everything he’s ever wanted, now he just wanted to have a normal suburban life. He never thought he’d see the day where those words came out of his mouth.
Especially not when he grew up loathing suburban picket fence families, the trailer park coming to be the only thing he knew. Those people were assholes anyway, he never ever wanted to be associated with them. And now he was buying a house in a gorgeous neighborhood with his doting wife, he himself being a doting husband and quietly he swore he was not going to lose his roots, he hasn’t lost touch this far into his career and he wasn’t going to start now. He only wanted what was good for his family, also something he never thought he’d utter to himself, fully convinced in his early twenties that a family would never be in his future. To be fair he’d never had one other than Wayne so who was he to envision one for his future self?
Fast forward to when you’ve moved in, the house finally all unpacked and decorated. It’s Christmas Eve and you’re making dinner, your entire family littered around the giant kitchen island also helping out. One of them is making tik tok after tik tok like their life depends on it, their siblings jumping in here and there. Occasionally they ask you to make an appearance but you’d always been camera shy, even in the spotlight that came with Eddie’s career so you avoided it as much as you could. And then Eddie gets involved, learning the dances and just being his rambunctious self, making his kids and yourself laugh.
When your daughter complains that you won’t jump into one of the tik toks one of the other kids sparks an idea and they go a little too quiet but you don’t think too much of it. A few minutes later they’re playing the song that you and Eddie always dance to around the house when it comes on. They play it through the speaker while one sneakily sets up the phone and records. You and Eddie have no idea as Eddie approaches you, picking you up and spinning you in his arms, you with a mixing bowl still in hand while you shriek in surprise.
Eddie sets you down to pluck the bowl out of your hands and discard it on top of the counter, pulling you close to dance and bounce around with you, giving your butt a few love taps which earns a series of “ews” from your audience. Neither of you tear your eyes away from each other, swaying together throughout the kitchen. Eddie has no shame, pressing kisses to your lips repeatedly while singing the lyrics under his breath. He doesn’t care about your kids groaning from across the kitchen, barely even hears them, figures he must be doing something right if his kids are grossed out by his affection for you.
Later he calls them little shitheads when he finds out they recorded and uploaded a video but has a big stupid grin on his face the whole time he scolds them. He knows how nervous you get about stuff like this but he can’t help smiling as he watched the two of you over and over just be so…in love. So enamored with each other. You can’t even be mad either, finding it so cute that your kids would be fond enough of their parents to post them on their tik tok like that.
that night you and Eddie sit in bed with a stupid Christmas movie on while sharing cookies you’d baked with your kids downstairs earlier. He’s moaning about how good they are and you receive endless chocolate flavored kisses. Somehow you end up under him, his hips pressed into yours while he thrusts slowly and deeply into you, his lips gently trailing along your neck, tickling your ear just how you like that forces the sweetest sounds out of your pretty mouth, just how he likes. The praises he mumbles into your skin have you writhing and whimpering beneath him.
“My gorgeous wife, I’m still not over calling you that, y’know that?”
“Taking me so well, you want me to fill you up? Want me to fuck another baby into you? Huh?”
“Gonna fuckin’ spoil you for the rest of my goddamn life baby.”
And you know Eddie is a man of his word. He’ll make good on that promise. And who cares if come the morning, your kids are all waiting by the tree to open gifts with scowls on their face cause they knew what you got up to the night before? It becomes Eddie’s responsibility to keep you quiet in the bedroom.
#idk what this is but it popped into my head and I need it to be my reality real bad#I don’t desire having kids rn but for him I would#AGHHH I LOVE HIM I JUST WANNA TALK ABOUT HIM ALL DAY#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson fic#eddie munson smut#eddie x reader#rockstar!eddie munson#eddie munson au
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Hey cod fandom artists, can someone redraw this for me, but it's Soap, and the bunny is Ghost? (A Flemish Giant with the chinchilla coat color)
Please and thank you 🙏🏻 I need it in my life.
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