#flashlight next gen

[thesadboy]

Alternate Flashlight babies

I wanted to work with the common designs I see for Flashlight babies, which are orange unicorns and purple pegasi, and making them stand out a bit more. Also don’t see a lot of Flashlight babies that also take after Uncle Shiny, so I thought it’d be interesting to make a design for one.

The orange unicorn is Harmonic Melody, and the pegasi are twins named Starry Night (purple) and Shimmering Shield (white)

[owl-commonverse-au]

A nice little pic i did for Cele's ponygram. Im currently updating and revamping it but once I'm done, I'll link it

Bases by me (I think, its been a while since ive drawn this) Background by me and is based off of a screenshot

[rai-knightshade-art]

When I'm gone, when I'm go~one; you're gonna miss me when I'm gone...

-Cups (When I'm Gone), by Anna Kendrick

(Artist thoughts and close ups under the cut, image ID in alt text)

I keep getting sucked into the Big Family Feels™ 🥺 and the idea of the Cup Song as a through-line throughout Molly's life, a symbol of unconditional love and happiness and joy that she shares with her whole family, but especially with her mom, because it starts as a sort of pattycake stand-in that turns into a routine, just for the two of them.

And, so, this little page was born! A sort of timeline of Molly's life, shown through song, from the times when she was a baby and Jesse would sit her in his lap on the floor of the nursery, facing Beca, as she sang the song to Jesse's soft harmony (sometimes it was the only way to get the poor girl to calm down from a crying fit); to her childhood, when she decided she wanted to make up her own rhythm to Mommy's song, the foundation of it becoming a routine they'd perform nearly every day; to teaching it to Bender the dog as a young teen, and later her younger brothers, so they could all share it; and finally, to Molly arriving at Barden, with her family there to help move her in, and Beca singing the song to Molly's harmony one last time before she officially leaves the nest and flies.

Not pictured: Molly definitely getting emotional/teary-eyed when she joins the Bellas and finds out the traditional first group harmonizing exercise is to sing the Cup Song together (because they're family too! These girls are going to be her family, just like the og Bellas became Beca's family (and eventually Molly and Bella's too, they have a whole posse of aunts who love them), and, somehow, through time, this little song ties them all together). (No I'm not crying why do you ask 😭😭😭.)

Close ups:

[guacomelon]

"I want top 5 on this beatmap's difficulty" type nonsene im on right now

[riverpancakes]

Mei Villin: How high are you?

Akui Miyake: Mm, I don’t know how to say it in feet.

Mei: No, I mean what drugs are you on.

Akui: Oh, Adderal, why?

[herecomethatboi]

Dbd killers x gn!reader pt. 3

Part 3 of mc getting slammed against the wall lol

Guys I need more, feel free to send me any kind of request (nsfw abc, sfw abc, more parts for this silly series etc)you have and i'll gladly write them all :D (when my final exams are finally over hahaha)

Also, I was drunk when I wrote this and I trust drunk-me with writing. He's better at writing than sober-me, so here's an unedited "masterpiece"!

ENJOYYYY 🩷🩷

The Mastermind:

At the start of the match you saw the gray metal box right next to you and knew exactly who you were up against.

You weren't thrilled at all, Wesker or "Mastermind" -as the Entity called him- was such a try hard with his skillful dashes, that you sometimes questioned if he actually was just doing it since "it's better strategy" and not for the fact he enjoys doing stunts like that.

You sighed as you rummaged around the other normal chest you found -since you forgot to equip an item- and found a flashlight, which was perfect.

Then, you heard his little chuckle Wesker does, before he dashes and was swept up immedietly and thrown quite far away.

You groaned at the impact, but got up and ran, the killer close on your tail.

Just in time, you found a pallet and smacked it on top of his head, flashed the flashlight into his face -which usually angers him a lot- and then ran more.

This back and forth between you two continued, and three gens already popped, which you were glad about.

But, alas, your confidence came back to bite you in the ass.

Wesker caught you again, slammed you against the shack, and just kept you there, while he grinned.

"Caught you now." The killer was so so close, your lips almost touched.

He was amused in his own twisted way. An ordinary human made him run so much, but in the end, was caught easily.

"Gonna hook me now?" You squeked out, your throat was held tight with the uwuburos, making breathing difficult.

Awh, you're adorable. A little mouse, if you will. Wesker knew the Entity's rules, but eventually, he will have his fun with you.

Another gen popped.

"Oh no, i'm keeping you here." He said, gave you a little peck on the lips, just to confuse you even further. Nootherreasonwhatareyoutalkingabout.

Then stepped away, but the virus stayed, locking you against the wall. "Your performance was above average. Congratulations." He bowed. "You gained the tiniest respect from me."

He left with a smirk. You tried to claw away the black thing that just didn't seem budge or tear away. So, you gave up. You looked up into the fake dark sky, thinking...

What the Hell did you get into.

The Nightmare (Freddy Krueger):

The dream realm was a tricky thing to navigate in. You sometimes were weirded out by the bloodpools that scared the living shit out of you, when you accidently stepped into them.

Today, there were no generators. Which made you uneasy. What the heck is going on?

You walked into the main building and tried to listen.

Then, the laugh. That annoying, weird, freaky laugh Freddy made, then you were in the dream realm. You looked around, like a deer in headlight. Trying to listen in on the killer.

"What the Hell is going on?" You asked out loud. You turned around and there he was, leaning against a generator that was NOT there a second ago.

"A new game." He simply amswered with a grin. Freddy seemed too happy. "A little gift from the Entity to me."

"Okay, but wha-"

"Shhh shhh shhh let me finish."

"Sorry."

"Khm. So, easy," he leaned away from the gen and stepped toward you, "you find the fake generator, and you win a price!" His grin told you there was a twist.

"If I don't?"

"... you'll know." He said with a childish innocence. "Good luck!" Then he disappeared.

Great.

After God knows how long, you finally found the fake generator. Which made it bleed, just like in normal trials, and Freddy appeared.

"Now, that wasn't that difficult, was it?"

"What the Hell is your game, Freddy?"

"Making out with you."

"What??" Before your shock truely registered, you were up against the bloody generator with him kissing you roughly.

You tried to push against him, but there was no use, of course there wasn't, you mentally rolled your eyes.

So, you just let it happen.

The kiss wasn't... Bad. You sadly had to admit.

Freddy held you surprisingly gently by the waist and neck. But his kiss was bruising and he did bite your lower lip more than once.

You started to actually kiss back and held his waist in one hand, while the other was on his shoulder.

Why were you kissing back? What the Hell is wrong with you? You don't know, but it feels... Right?

Then, you woke up wide eyed. You blinked a thousand times and just stared above you. The roof of your tent cleared up from the blurry image it was. Then you just... Licked you lip, feeling it was dry and had a smoky taste.

WHAT. THE. HELL????

[lost-in-lamentation]

💉🌧 - sick fic, rain.

lucifer × gen!reader. fluff.

warnings: lucifer gets sick, kind of collapses, nothing serious.

content: on a rainy day, lucifer lends you his umbrella. he discovers the consequences later.

back to the 500 follower event: here.

lucifer has always been prepared for anything. even the rainy days, which are scarce in the devildom to begin with.

the rain continuously pelts against the windows of his office in RAD, rattling the frames as it fights to keep the inside world dry. quietly, lucifer overlooks the proposed curriculum for a new devildom mathematics class as you scribble away on your own assignments. the demon enjoys these moments, when neither of you can be bothered by anyone from a specific set of individuals. but the rain is only getting worse, and lucifer needs to prioritise.

“MC, are you done your work?”

you stretch your arms above your head, a soft yawn escaping you as you nod your head. “just about. should we head back?”

“yes. the rain may only get worse if we wait any longer.” lucifer hears you hum in agreement and begins to pack his own things away. the papers rustle as he slides them into a folder; a gentle sound compared to how it continues to rumble outside. he tells you he’ll wait at the front doors for you, grabbing the umbrella he keeps just in case from the shelf. you don’t take long to finish, but when you run up to meet him, lucifer can’t help but notice the way you’ve draped your uniform jacket over your head. “do i want to ask what you’re doing?”

“well…” shifting your weight from side to side, lucifer can tell you’re debating your options. “i don’t have an umbrella.” the avatar of pride shoots you an incredulous look, causing you to stutter. “look, i- it barely rains down here! you can’t just expect me to have an umbrella at the ready!”

all of a sudden, you’re pouting at lucifer, and he is at a loss for words. he scans you carefully, releasing a resigned sigh as he holds his umbrella out to you. “we’ve wasted enough time.”

you shake your jacket into its original place as you take the umbrella. “what about you?”

“i would prefer if you were protected from the rain.”

“you’ll get sick if you walk in the rain.”

“nonsense. that only applies to humans.”

lucifer learns it does not apply to only humans.

three days later, beel is knocking quietly at your door, reporting that lucifer has not been seen for the last 24 hours. you suppress a cheeky grin, promising the concerned twin that you would go and check on the eldest. you pad down the hallway in almost complete silence, the carpeted floor doing well to muffle your footsteps. your knuckles rap softly against lucifer’s door, but before you can get a response, the door creaks open by itself.

“lucifer?” you whisper into the pitch black room, waiting for your vision to adjust to the darkness as you shut the door behind you. “lucifer, where in diavolo’s name are you?” you hiss in feigned annoyance, pulling your d.d.d. out of your pocket to use the screen as a flashlight. finally, you see him; sitting on the ground, propped up against the couch rather than on the couch itself. despite the lack of lighting, you can tell that his hair is dishevelled, and his breathing comes out erratic instead of steady. carefully, you shuffle to his side, pocketing your phone so that you have both your hands free. your fingers are gentle as you brush the stray hairs out of his face, and your hands, cold to the touch, have lucifer leaning into you for a fraction of a second. “you’re burning up…”

instantly, pride returns. lucifer pulls away from you, eyes wide as he struggles to gain his bearings. “MC, my room is not one where you can come and go when you’d like,” he rasps, pulling himself up while he pretends he wasn’t just unconscious on the ground. “leave before i curse you.” the demon forces himself to his feet, face twisted in concentration as he tries not to tremble where he stands.

you straighten your back to stand next to him, arms held out in front of you in the event that lucifer fails to continue to stay upright. “you don’t look like you can curse anyone like this, lucifer.”

the air turns hot from his displeasure. “regardless, there is no reason for you to be in here.” lucifer can only manage a step before a migraine takes a hold of him. there are claws digging into his skin and a chasm splits his head in two, forcing him to his knees.

“lucifer!” you’re at his side in an instant, pulling his hands away from his head and gathering him into your arms. he gives in to you right away, his body weight pressing on you as the strength is sapped from him. his breathing, you notice, is jagged; he can barely take one full breath without it being interrupted. “lucifer, you need to lie down.” with much effort, you slide closer to the couch, counting yourself down mentally before pushing him up onto the cushions. when he groans at the movement, you can’t help but shush him softly, carding your fingers through his already mussed hair. you keep it up for a few minutes, waiting until his breathing evens out to slip away. but the eldest brother, sharp as always, calls out to you before you can leave.

“MC?”

you never thought you’d hate to hear lucifer so weak. “i’ll be right back, okay?” in record time, you run down to the kitchen to get him some water, as well as a spare rag just in case. by the time you return, lucifer is already sitting back up, dazed eyes lighting up ever so slightly when you appear in front of him. “didn’t i tell you to lie d-”

“don’t leave me.” you inhale sharply, attention snapping back from the things you gathered to the sick demon on the couch. “i won’t know what to do if you leave.”

carefully, you set your things down on the coffee table behind you. “i would never leave you, lucifer.”

“you just did.”

“i went to get you water,” you say in a low voice, reaching behind and grabbing the water bottle for him to see. “here.” lucifer waits for you to unscrew the cap before extending his hand to take it, but you shake your head ‘no’ and bring it to his lips for him. “your hands are shaking too much.”

luckily, a sick lucifer is much more agreeable than a regular lucifer, and he accepts without complaint. you watch as he slowly comes to his senses, cheeks flushed a scarlet red from both embarrassment and his sudden fever. “i’m sorry, MC. i am not myself.”

you give him a sigh, gazing at him with such stark affection that lucifer thinks he’s hallucinating again. “get some sleep then. i’ll make some food for when you wake up.”

lucifer says nothing, but instead wraps his fingers around your wrist weakly. “don’t leave.” he pauses, and you feel his grip tighten. “please,” he whispers; he begs.

unmoving, your eyes flicker from his hand on your wrist to his face. lucifer lowers his head, unwilling to return your gaze. behind you, the clock ticks rhythmically, counting the seconds that lucifer has been waiting for a response. of course, you resign, turning yourself around to sit on the edge of the couch. you swing your legs up onto the cushions, leaning back onto the arm rest so that you’re angled upwards. once you find yourself comfortable, you pull lucifer towards you, letting his head rest against your shoulder as more of his weight falls onto you. although his temperature still runs high, it’s lower than what it was when you first found him. the best thing now, you decide, is to hold him close.

you can hear the gentle patter of rain against the windows, a reminder of what landed you in this situation in the first place. but now, with lucifer peacefully dozing off in your embrace, you can’t help but think that you might never buy an umbrella at all.

a/n: .... hi guys

reblogs are really appreciated (´ω｀) ♡

[spottypools]

Princess Twilight Sparkle, newly instated sole Princess of Equestria and her Prince Consort, retired General Flash Sentry. Both are highly esteemed for their duties and dedication to the people of Equestria, proud parents of two amazing foals, and still just as madly in love with each other as they day they got married.

Twilight's just as awkward and dorky as ever. She juggles between her duties as princess and her duties as a mother. Flash has been her literal rock throughout the whole ordeal with Starry and she couldn't be more grateful that there's someone there who can comfort their youngest in a way that Twilight knows she herself can't.

Flash is really just your Average Guy who loves his wife and kids. He went into retirement early after a major injury in his shoulder, but really it was mostly so he could spend more time with his loved ones. He listens to classic rock a lot (his oldest calls it 'old man rock') and still likes to play his old guitar. He was the major buffer between Twilight's panic attacks and their daughter back when things were worse. He really doesn't know what to do to make things better and feels like he can't protect his family for the first time in his life.

Both of the wonder how their oldest is doing in Canterlot. They reach out to her as often as they can.

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(to clarify: this is horse universe Flash, not high school universe.)

yup, i'm goin' with Flash Sentry as Starry's dad lol. Why? Because I honestly don't think Flashlight is that bad.

A longer response is that I'm actually basing some of my au based on next gens back when they were in the infant stage. So I'm just going with a lot of ships that were popular around that time. of course I'm using ships I do actually like, don't worry your head about that. (also there were be no sparity. or really any weird age gap ship.)

[thesadboy]

Recently been getting back into colorful honses, so I’ve begun redoing my MLP next gens. These two are Twilight Sparkle and Brad Chad Waifu Stealer Flash Sentry’s sons, Breaking Ground (alicorn) and Bright Star (earthie). Bright Star actually had a different design before (it’s from my now essentially dead old dA account), but I’ve since redesigned him to make him stand out more from other Flashlight next gens. I know the brony fandom generally dislikes alicorn ocs, but I wanted to try my shot at one

Some more info on them below 👇

The brothers have a big age gap, with Bright Star having been born while Breaking Ground was a teenager. As a result, they have a bit of a difficult time relating to each other, but they do love each other.

Like with his cousin Flurry, Breaking Ground was born an alicorn and it had caused quite a storm for the press when his birth was announced and he was presented to Equestria. It’s unknown why exactly he was a naturally born alicorn and it’s something he’s trying to figure out.

Bright Star works as a rescue pony, often patrolling areas after a disaster occured and making sure that all creatures are found and kept safe

Each of them inherited something from their grandmother, Magna Carter, Flash’s mother. Bright Star is an earth pony like her and it’s from her that Breaking Ground got his brown coat.

Bright Star moved to Ponyville when he grew older but still regularly keeps in touch with his family.

Having been born first and an alicorn to boot, Breaking Ground was expected and trained to be his mother’s successor, but the pressure and expectations that come with it have worn him down quite a bit. Not many ponies know about this part of his character, but his younger brother and father do and they often try to help him through it.

They got their names from something that had happened when they were born. Breaking Ground’s cries after he was delivered were so loud that they reportedly caused an earthquake in the immediate vicinity, thankfully it was short-lived. Bright Star was delivered just at the momet that Flash noticed well…a bright star in the sky, one that he found was just as beautiful as his wife and newborn son after the birth.

Bright Star’s close to his uncle First Base, Flash’s younger brother. While this doesn’t mean he doesn’t love nor get along with his materal uncle, it just so happens that First Base can understand him better. The both of them do feel a bit overshadowed by an older brother, especially given the fact they’re earth ponies, and it’s not exactly something Shining Armor would understand on the same level.

Breaking Ground stays with his parents and alternates spending a day with them, this is to help train him both as a diplomat and warrior and also so that he gets to bond with them.

[morwap]

𝐈 𝐅𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍, 𝐍𝐎𝐖 𝐈𝐌 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋

nav | danny m.list | mini fic | post!entity, dom!danny sub!reader, dead by daylight is its own warning, smut in a trial, vibrator, hand job, mention of the entity watching, going through hatch keeps ur clothes the way they were when the trial ended.

the fog brought you in, covering your being like time and time before, a feeling that felt so weird but all too familiar. most of your trials were with ghostface, he bragged about it over and over in your ear that he was the entity’s favorite which meant he got special treatment, telling you that you were so special since he always picked you, he had an ego but you couldn’t help but like it a bit. you and Danny had a weird relationship, he liked to play with you more than the others and you were sick of being bored while in eternal hell.

danny was excited, he had gotten a gift from her and was excited to use it but she did add a little challenge but it was nothing he couldn’t work with but he hoped luck was on his side.

when you came too you were standing by a tree. you looked around, haddonfield, you hoped it wasn’t michael myers, he was always brutal when you all were in his own realm.

you didn’t see anyone around you, no one to group with which was always a hit or miss. you walked quietly into one of the houses, you went to the generator, it starting to come back to life was always scary, what if they heard you? it always made your stomach hurt.

you heard a scream, bill, only being injured then getting away. you wondered who it was and you guessed it was danny but the slight chance it wasn’t got the best of you every single time. the others stayed away when it was ghostface in a trial, they considered you bad luck when it was him since everywhere you went he was close behind.

“love when you’re in that position bunny” danny said, standing behind you while you were on your knees moving and connecting wires. you jumped and turned which made the generator shudder and blew out smoke with a loud noise. anyone that was close to that gen moved away since bill had told them it was ghostface and they all knew you were in the trial.

danny leaned against the wall next to the gen, “i have a game for us” he said as he looked down at you. “lets go somewhere more private” he added.

he held out his hand and you took it quickly.

danny guided you downstairs, the basement was a good place that they would avoid if noise was made.

“what’s the game?” you asked softly, he walked you to the generator that was against the wall.

“you’ll find out, start doing the gen” he said, you huffed at his smug behavior. you moved to the ground, getting on your knees and you could hear him getting behind you. when you felt his lips on your neck you knew the mask was off and your hands went down to your jean shorts, you unbuttoned and unzipped them but didn’t pull them down a bit.

“eager huh?” danny whispered.

“always” you responded.

“start doing the generator” he said, his tone serious. you furrowed your brows but started moving levers.

danny took his gift out of his pocket, he had snatched bill’s flashlight for the batteries earlier and maybe made sure it worked and teased himself through his pants for a second.

you felt his hands going to your cunt, his gloves were still on you thought it was his gloved finger on your clit before it started to vibrate.

your thighs clenched together and you blew up the generator, your hand grabbed his wrist as your face displayed pleasure. he moved it up and down a little bit, it was on the lowest setting.

“it was a gift from her, i think she likes to watch” danny whispered in your ear. you laughed softly. “here’s what we’re gonna do, your friends need to get all the generators done and you can’t cum until then and maybe ill let you get the hatch” he added, you whined and he turned up the speed.

“i know, i know, its gonna be too much for your sweet cunt to handle huh?” he teased, you nodded and shuddered against him.

“better hope they get done fast” danny whispered with a chuckle. he knew this was a lot, basically like using a vibrator for the first time again since being taken by the fog. your thighs were already shaking and danny took his free hand and brought your hands to the generator.

“be a good survivor and help” he snickered, his cock pressed against you, he moved his hips a little to get more friction. you tried to focus but you couldn’t, you connected the wrong wires and it blew again making you jump into him. the sound of a generator being finished rang through the realm. danny laughed in your ear, the speed on the vibrator went up again. you moaned as the sound of the generator started to decrease.

“danny please, i wanna cum” you moaned.

“then you know what to do” he said.

your hands went back to the generator, your panties were soaked already and your cunt ached. another wire, another lever then another wrong connected wire blew it once again. it was sure that none of the survivors would be coming down to help.

your hand went back and rested on danny’s thigh.

“aw my poor bunny, your fingers must hurt” he fake pouted, moving the vibrator a little faster on your clit. danny hoped the entity would let him keep it, he could imagine fucking you with it while you sucked him off.

“try again” danny said, his other hand came down and into your panties, he spread your lips apart, the vibrator still on your clit.

you moaned out and tried to focus on anything but cumming. your hands went back to it then just a couple minutes later it blew again making you whine but another sound that meant another generator was done rang about. you were over failing the gen and slid one hand behind you and onto danny’s pants.

undoing his zipper and moving under his boxers, stroking his cock as you groaned from a jab of pleasure.

“you wanna help that way? that’s so sweet of you, maybe i should let you cum when they complete the next gen?” he said, you nodded and mumbled please over and over.

he snickered, “but i think you can wait, don’t wanna change the rules mid game” he teased and you whined.

another gen then another, they were on the last gen now. you were so close, tears almost spilling out of your eyes. you continued to jerk danny off and he groaned in your ear. danny moved the hand that was spreading you open to roam your body.

danny’s hand clasped over your mouth, he shushed you and the only thing you could hear was the vibrator and the roar of a generator above you. a smirk crossed danny’s face.

“your friends are right above us, what would they think if they knew about us?” danny whispered in your ear, your hips bucked into the vibrator, you made a sound from under his hand but in reality all you wanted was to cum. you moaned under his hand while they continued to work on the gen.

danny bucked into your hand, he wasn’t worried about cumming this time, he could jerk off later.

the sound of the generator being finished made your eyes go wide, you two heard the shuffles of feet leaving the house as quickly as possible.

“cum for me bunny, cmon you deserve it” danny said, letting go of your face. you bucked harder, finally being able to let go, your legs trembling and jumping back from the vibrator as you came, you closed your eyes and moaned, leaning into him even more.

danny moved the vibrator off you once you were done, he moved your hand while you recovered a little.

“good girl” he whispered. danny fixed his pants and put the vibrator into his pocket. you caught your breath as he moved his hands back to you, zipping and buttoning up your shorts for you.

the sounds of the others leaving made danny aware of the time crunch you two now had.

“better start looking for that hatch bunny” he said as he got up, “ill give you a head start” he added.

you managed to find the hatch before the time ended and once you got back to the camp your panties were still wet.

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

Expanding on my MLP next gen AU "shipping is magic" except i let too many ideas marinate in my head at once and now my wrist hurts from drawing so much :)

BASES USED:

X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X / X

I would say "ships and lore under the cut" but tumblr ALWAYS likes to fuck up my post layout whenever i post SPECIFICALLY MLP base art for some reason soooo.......idk

As some of you may know: i included fluttershy x tree hugger into my next gen but recently i've decided that in this AU: fluttershy is actually now in a polycule with tree hugger and quarter hearts (that one background pony that looks like link from the legend of zelda) because i saw it be included in one of dragonairlover (or SodaSurfer97, depending on where you follow it)'s old youtube videos back when it did next gen requests for people as part of someone's next gen and i really liked that idea so i included the ship in mine, the mostly-yellow pony with the triforce necklace is named canary crescent (he/him) and he's the son of all three (biologically, i mean) while the blue-haired pony next to him is named navi (she/her) and she's just flutter and quarter's kid. Obviously, navi is based on navi the fairy from the actual zelda games though i wanna say that she's got some inspiration from the blue fairy from pinocchio as well

The next five are gonna take a while to explain....so y'know how i had two lunacord kids already? Well....i decided to expand it into 7 and base them all on the 7 deadly sins because i thought it'd be cool (the ones i already made represent pride and sloth now), the pink one represents lust and is named "after dark" (she/her), the red one represents wrath and is named "wild side" (which TOTALLY isn't because i had the beastars opening theme which coincidentally is also titled "wild side" stuck in my head while drawing, what are you even TALKING about!??!?....anyway, she/her) The purple one represents greed and is named "hypebeast bling" (god, remember when hypebeasts were a thing? He/him) the brown one represents gluttony and is named "midnight snack" (they/he) and lastly the blue one represents envy and is named cendrillon (who TOTALLY isn't named after the vocaloid song AT ALLLL!!!!!! She/her) cendrillon wants to be like her older siblings, thus why she's envy

These next ones: well....idk how many people know of this nowadays, but when the episode "baby cakes" first came out, people theorized that rarity ALSO had a baby in that episode alongside mrs cake because in the opening scene: she was seen looking at a baby with a VERY similar color palette to her. I actually really like that theory so i decided to incorporate that into my next gen, with rarity having a kid with stony pony before eventually getting with braeburn and having rosemary and having to give the kid up for adoption because she couldn't take care of her (and also because stony's a fucking deadbeat lmao) ......so yeah, i named her heloise (she/her) and she's very spiritual and cool......probably has an AWESOME crystal collection. The blue pony next to her is named "birthday cake" and she's pound and pumpkin cake's younger sister. Lastly there's prince corium, chrysalis and tirek's 14-year-old son. I imagine that he's not really evil in the same way his parents are, but he's moreso an edgy fuck who thinks saying slurs and making fun of furries is peak comedy....also he has some SERIOUS beef with pastel dream (my flashlight kid from another post)

Moving onto equestria girls, i didn't want it to JUST be the next gen from the pony universe but just in the EG universe so i decided to be a little creative. So for EG's mane 5 we have rarity and applejack's identical twin daughters praline punch (who's a graphiti artist and is into amekaji) and frou-frou (who's super ditzy and into hime gyaru), fluttershy and bulk biceps' daughter sunny sunflower, sci-twi and sunset shimmer's daughter pasadena (who has a crush on sunny and TOTALLY isn't named after pasadena from crash bandicoot I SWEAR!!!!) And flash sentry and timber spruce's daughter happy camper (who is a trans girl, but is still a lil early into her transition and she's into cryptozoology)

[theres-a-body-here]

Male survivors with Jezebel!Reader

Its not everyday a notable figure is snatched by the entity. You clawed your way to the top before. Surly it won't be hard to do it again here. Right?

(The idea for this came to me in a cough syrup dream)

Dwight Fairfield

He's wary of you at first

Who wouldn't be?

He was expecting another Yun-Jin Lee

Someone cold and selfish

Surprisingly, you were neither

You actively helped others in trials

However, your language was......colorful

Dwight doesn't think he's heard someone swear as much as you do

"Fuck, medkit's empty. Fucking great. What kind of pussy ass bitch killer brings overwhelming presence?"

Complete sailor's mouth

You seemed to take a liking to him

Dwight doesn't know if that's a bad or a good thing

You always tend to his wounds gently and softly

Your words are a different story

"Fucking moron, running into the killer like that"

"But he had dark dev-"

"Might as well put your glasses back into your purse if you're not gonna fucking use 'em"

"Ah, there we go, all patched up," you grumbled, a sense of accomplishment in your voice as you rose from your crouched position.

Dwight blinked, his lips parting in an attempt to express his gratitude, but before he could gather his thoughts, a gentle press of your lips against the bandaged wound on his hand stole his breath.

His heart raced, caught off guard by the unexpected gesture."Um, I, uh..." Dwight's voice cracked, his cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. He fumbled for words, his mind a jumbled mess of surprise and flustered emotions.

Dwight's gaze trailed after you as you simply began to walk over to the next generator as if nothing happened. His heart was racing from the kiss.

"Right, work," he muttered to himself, his fingers subconsciously tracing the spot where your lips had made contact.

Ace Visconti

And you thought you were the lech?

This man is relentless

Slides up on you with finger guns.

"Hey baby, heard you were devoured by dogs. I wish I was one of them. I would've loved to eat you ou-"

It took 4 other survivors to pull you off him as you started to throttle him.

Homer Simpson style

You thought that would've deterred him

It did the opposite

Man has issues

He always tries to convince you to play strip poker with him

You always say no

Always tries to be the first person to unhook you

"You're knight is here, princess. Hehehehe"

"Leave me here dammit"

He always gives the best items he finds in chests

Ace gets the biggest shit-eating grin when you thank him

You pried open a chest, but your excitement dimmed as you laid eyes on the item inside – a broken key. A disappointed sigh slipped from your lips, momentarily quashing your hopes. Before you could fully immerse yourself in disappointment, a gentle tap on your shoulder startled you.

Turning, you found Ace standing there, a mischievous glint in his eyes as he held out a flashlight towards you. There was an unmistakable smugness in his expression.

You couldn't help but roll your eyes at his antics, accepting the offered flashlight with a quiet, "Thanks."

Ace's smirk widened into a self-satisfied grin, his response dripping with playful arrogance. "Anytime, babe," he chimed, punctuating his words with a playful finger gun gesture.

Suppressing the urge to growl at his audacity, you managed to keep your response to a subdued nod, appreciating his gesture despite his playful teasing.

Felix Richter

He's pretty nervous around you

Mostly because you flirt with him all the damn time

"Oh, you were an architect? Well, I'd let you study the curves of my temple anytime"

Instant blushing mess

"I-I.....uh......"

Moral dilemma time

He's technically still married

You know this

But you flirt with everyone else

(Except Ace)

So he doesn't take it seriously

Hates being alone with you

He's afraid to look stupid

Definitely blows up gens more often if you're working on them with him

You found yourself enjoying the calm silence as you worked with Felix on repairing a generator. The rhythmic clanking of tools and the atmosphere of the trial filled the air.

Despite his proficiency, Felix had inadvertently blown out the generator twice, a fact that he couldn't seem to hide.

You noticed his nervous glances in your direction whenever he thought you weren't looking.

Amused by his flustered behavior, you decided to play with the architect a bit.

Leaning in, you quirked an eyebrow and teased, "Felix, if you keep trying to sabotage the generator, I might start thinking you're trying to get my attention."

Felix's face flushed, his gaze dropping to his feet momentarily. He stammered, "N-No, that's not... I mean, I'm not trying to sabotage anything. It's just... this fog, it's making things a bit more complicated than usual."

You simply started at him. A small smile tugging at your lips. Felix's cheeks reddened even further.

Grinning, you decided to take pity on him. "Alright, I'll cut you some slack. Let's finish this generator together, and maybe later, we can find a way to make the trials a bit more... intriguing."

Felix's reaction is immediate; his cheeks flush into a deep shade of red, and his words stumble over each other as he tries to form a coherent response.

"Uh, well, I, um... I never... I didn't..... Oh, darn it," he stammers, his embarrassment all too evident.

You can't help but chuckle at his adorable reaction, finding his discomfiture endearing. "Got you there, didn't I?" you tease, enjoying the sight of his flustered state.

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[rosieblogstuff]

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

44 😲 in my main AO3 account. 2 others in my older account = 46!

I didn't realize I had that many things!

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

270,883

3. What fandoms do you write for?

All 44 of those works in my main AO3 are MacGyver 2016. One is a crossover with The Rookie. The other two at Star Trek TOS and Star Wars fics.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Table + Flashlight + IEDs

Mac + (Wilderness + Training + Survival) + Jack

Lost Causes

Lake + Stick + Fever

4 Times the LAPD Didn’t Pull Jack Over + 1 Time They Did 

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I try to! I often respond to a chapter's comments when I post the next chapter of a longfic. And sometimes I just space on it and respond a year later when I notice I failed to respond.

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oh definitely my X-ray + Penny flashfic, Bad Penny. Most of the comments are variations on HOW DARE YOU!!!

There are a couple other flashfics with pretty ambiguous endings, too.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That's a hard one. Most of my fics have a happy or at least comforty ending. Maybe... uhh.... Electricity + Combustion ? which I literally labeled "whump with a fluffy ending". I also have two Jack Lives fics so that's always a happy situation at the end...

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven't. A few weird comments but I mostly scratch my head and ignore them. Anybody who hates on my fics will be getting a very long and nasty reply, followed by their comment being deleted.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Nope, no smutty fanfics here. I did have a romance I posted for another fandom awhile back (and never finished), and I've written fade-to-black stuff in my orig fic novels.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Just one! My Macgyver 2016+The Rookie cops-vs-spies crossover, in which some LAPD officers keep coming across a black GTO involved in shenangains around LA: 4 Times the LAPD Didn’t Pull Jack Over + 1 Time They Did

It's probably the funniest thing I've ever written, and the ending is one of my very favorites. Also possibly the only gen fic ever posted in The Rookie fandom, although I don't look over there much.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Yes. Somebody stole all my completed fics from FF.net last year. There was a big Tumblr post about some site full of stolen fics, and sure enough, there mine were. I asked to have them remove, got not reply. I haven't posted anything to FF.net since then.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I'm aware of.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes, but not for a long time. I used to frequently co-write fics in my first fandom.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

I'm going to go with Washington State Ferry M/V Wenatchee. Who doesn't love a good ferry boat? It's an irconic style, fun if you're walking on, handy if you need to drive on, saves you hours of driving around Puget Sound by land. Also just a very nice-looking ship.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Ugh, wow. I have a couple dozen things I kinda like but might never finish. My favorite, and least likely because I've made the least progress on it, is a MacGyver fic about Patti having plotted out her revenge better, and tring to fuck over the team by having listed Jack as her replacement... which of course gives him access to high-level secrets like Oversight's identity. Much drama ensues.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Ramping a story up. Characters. Make a story fully story-shaped.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Endings. 😫

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

Hmmm I don't think I've ever needed to. Like most things in writing, I'm not against it in theory, but it can be done well or badly.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Anne McCaffrey's Pern, back in the paper fanzine days. Prior to joining AO3 in like 2019, I had 0 fanfics posted on the internet but a few in zines listed on Ebay. 😂

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

This is IMPOSSIBLE to answer. I could answer it differently every day for the next couple weeks. Anything I already mentions plus a couple more!

[vmartist]

DBD Male Survivors First Impressions BF Headcannons Pt2:

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Renato Lyra

He was either by himself or with his sister, rarely an in between

In trials he usually went unnoticed by both killers and survivors alike

First time in a trial together he was mostly in the background making progress, going for unhooks, doing gens, etc.

While on a generator together you noticed in the corner of your eye he was staring at you, hard

You smile and wave, which had the opposite effect you intended

He blinked and averted his eyes completely but after taking a second to compose himself he quickly smiled and waved back

After that trial he began to come around you, with his sister’s help

It took him some time to approach you without his sister but he enjoyed your conversations

He began seeking you out during trials to work with you(and also keep you motivated, he also had another reason, not that he would admit it)

He always came to your rescue whether it be a pallet or flashlight save, he came prepared

Your perseverance and resilience is what really stole his heart, he didn’t need to hear it but seeing it was enough for him to swoon

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Gabriel Soma

He oozes confidence and sometimes it rubs off on others

Whenever around new people he’s ready to impress and this includes you

He’s a flirt to a fault, he knows he looks good and isn’t afraid to take the plunge

Your exhausted groans and eye rolls egg him on even more

One time you decided to flirt back as a joke and he didn’t know how to respond, he pretty much malfunctioned on the spot

“Did they forget to reboot you or something?” You joked

And you had jokes? Oh yeah, he’s crushing for you now

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Apologies for this being incredibly short but since I couldn’t fit these two in the original post due to a 10 pic(or gif) limit I wanted to separate them. I know I probably could’ve just left out the images but I’m a sucker for aesthetics so I obv had to include them. Maybe my next one should be the licensed male survivors? Anyway, hope you enjoyed and ty for the support!!💚💚💚

[voonydapunk69420]

The Shadows Take Family.

(Warning, this is an alternate universe horror story for Alan Wake 2. I wrote this and originally posted it in a google doc in the Remedy discord. My mutuals should all add me on discord I like talking about Alan Wake and nerd stuff on there.) "FBC Investigation Department Steven Yoke reporting in, Code 7721, More shadows have appeared, and I was sent to investigate." The agent spoke into the ham radio he had in his cabin.It was lit up like a christmas tree and unable to be invaded by the taken. Truthfully the taken were the least of his worries, he killed at least 3 of them when he had gotten here, using a flashlight and a suppressed HK USP to avoid any loud noises alerting the townsfolk. His fears weren’t about the Koskela’s or the taken but instead the cult. Steve though hadn't heard anything recently from the cult of the trees. Just some chatter that a possible leader in their organization had disappeared and was suspected to have become one of the taken. His suspects as to who were short in numbers, Blum, Ilmo, Jaako, Rose, fucking Pat Maine for all he knew. This town wasn't his favorite place to be stationed, the only good thing was the coffee, and even that seemed to be getting worse every time he was there. He would hear something outside of his cabin, a voice corrupted but recognizable from the advertisements in town, a leader in the two towns of Watery and Bright Falls. "And AlL BeCause of your SHIT COFFEE!" An originally humorous line corrupted by the Dark Presence taking him. It was Ilmo Koskela. "They got Ilmo Koskela, the shadows got Ilmo Koskela this is not a drill." He said grabbing his flashlight and gun getting ready to take out the taken, the broken deer mask half resting on Ilmo's face as Steven stepped out. "FBC FREEZE MOTHERFUCKER!" He said but before he could shoot, clonk, he was knocked out by something else from behind, he was dragged to the lake. MIA isn't too bad for a man who's probably never able to retire. He would still be reaching for his side arm besides the suppressed pistol, it was a Gen 2 Glock 35 which had a flashlight equipped to it. Before he could even try to shoot the taken though something else had happened. Ilmo and the Taken that trapped the agent both tried to drag him into the water, Ilmo quoting his ads some more. "It's not a-moosing!" As he was speaking more, and more getting close to the lake a powerful light was shown on the two, his brother Jaako wouldn't let him be corrupted for long, Two shots from a pump action shotgun rang out. Jaako got ready for the ritual to kill the taken. "I'm sorry brother." Jaako said as he grabbed the knife and drove it into his brother's chest slowly carving out his heart. It was the ritual, it was something Jaako hated doing to those he knew. But now they weren’t the locals, they were monsters. It sickened him that this was needing to happen but he understood why. "We watch from the trees, We fight the shadows!" The other cult members chanted as they took the heart out and placed it down on the table, pulling out a page of Hemingway's writing and replacing it with one from Rose about the brother dying a death to a cult. They put the clicker in the hole in his chest and clicked. Soon after they got ready for the next one, Jaako was still heart broken. All he hoped was that this would give his brother the rest he deserved. 

[mikhailwrites]

The quiet moments / Gen 141

Kinktober #3 - Lap Pillow (from the SFW list).

This one is just pure (and short) gen fluff with hints of found family. Enjoy.

The plane landed more than an hour ago; the engines are cold, and the base, in the middle of the night, is almost eerily quiet.

Laswell looks at her watch again. She has been waiting for the One-Four-One to show up, but it seems that will not happen. Finally, she's had enough and decides to look for them. She checks the usual places but to no avail. Maybe they've gone straight into some pub nearby? No, Price wouldn't leave her hanging like that.

Finally, she decides to retrace their steps, starting with the plane, the last known place they've been. Laswell goes up on the ramp, flashlight in hand, and stops dead in her tracks the moment she stands in the cargo bay. The sight that greets her is absurdly saccharine.

Price is sitting with his back to the hull, head bowed as he dozed off. To his right is Gaz, slumped over Price’s shoulder, hands tucked on his chest as if he's denying this ever happened, even in his sleep.

The most precious part of the picture is Ghost. The behemoth of a man is strewn across the bench and over Price’s lap, head propped on his Captain’s thigh, as Price’s hand rests on Ghost’s shoulder. Even with the mask on, Riley looks content and comfortable.

The latest addition to One-Four-One is snuggled to Ghost. Soap rests his head on the Lieutenant’s hip, lips parted, and he’s drooling on Ghost’s cargos while gently hugging his waist.

It’s entirely endearing. Like watching a litter of golden retriever puppies passed out after wreaking havoc since 5 AM. Only these are not puppies but elite soldiers, each one of them.

She takes out her phone and takes a picture. It’ll be an excellent addition to her One-Four-One dossier. Sadly, as much as she’d like to let them have their rest, there’s still more work to be done.

Laswell clears her throat loudly, not surprised to find two guns and one throwing knife trained on her the next second.

Yeah, these puppies have some nasty teeth on them.