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#maan it took me like 2 hours to take this dell laptop completely apart#and reassembling it back into a new chassis only to find out the chassis i got doesnt have the keyboard light slot for the ribbon cable#thats on me to not paying attention or taking apart my dell laptop to compare the parts#but in the end it works just as new#not only did i change out the chassis but i even put in a new screen 😭#i had to remove so many small screws all different sizes and positions#take the mother board and move it to the new chassis 😭#made a couple mistakes but nothing too serious#it was my first time doing this without any real guide ahahaha#bruh it was task no cap#but at least the laptop looks and feels completely new#next up is adding a 2nd ram stick#then figuring out how to remove this firecuda from this heatsink so i can move it jnto the laptop and run a virtual box#just for the chance i get a virus i can just delete the partition from the hard drive and not have to reset my whole laptop completely#then i could probably run some emulators for ps2 or 3 games#i needed this windows laptop for the off chance i need to use windows for certain applications and i can finally stop using my mac#to virtual machine windows on it to use windows taking up half of my ram cpu cores and storage LMAO#i now freed that up#next up is waiting for my soldering machine to get here so i can fix this ps5 controllers with halo affect analog sticks#which would mean never having to worry about stick drift any longer#i now patiently wait#personal#about me
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hello mcyt nation is this anything
#snidge scribbles#first art post on my main in ages! in honor of Being Freed#(for those not in the know my blog got restricted for 6 months)#(according to tumblr it was smth to do with anti-spam control. idk. but now im FREEEEEEEEEEE)#so you guys get an art piece i drew in....january!#mcyt#mcyt fanart#failboat#love saying mcyt nation as if i havent been here for years#failboat voice you wake up. its a tuesday. you have to go to blonde british mcyt high school. [close to mic] youre american.
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I do enjoy dressing her entirely in canon outfits/cuts and the occasional top she's borrowed from nami and being like ye canon!sanji sure does own a pair of 3/4 pants with ballerina loafers he sure did wear that before with his whole cishet man ass and we didn't bat a single eye at it
#one piece#trans!sanji#sanji#sanami#zosan#nami#zoro#the two wolves that live in my head are in constant conflict between#'trans!sanji should be butch to live the gnc trans lesbian dream and to maintain the previous wardrobe sensibilities'#and 'canon!sanji is visibly straining against the limitations of male fashion she'd be way more femme than u think once freed from them'#like I feel like I'm not doing sanji as a character justice if I only ever dress her in the butchest possible stuff#but also god it'd be boring to just dress her straight-passing#I think we're going with 'dresses comfy at home and for practicality and goes all out femme when an occasion presents itself'#edit: it's not fucking showing this on my feed why tumblr it's fully sfw why are you like this I can't cut this one up to solve it aaahh#I tried different file format and resizing it and neither one worked smh#update: I cropped like 5 FUCKING PIXELS off the edges and it solved it WHY IS IT LIKE THIS TUMBLR WHY#is nami's hair now tangenting with the border oh boy it sure is but alas tumblr won't let me show you this post otherwise apparently smh
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pamper tiny chuuya tooo pleaseeeee (also can i see tiny verlaine and rimbaud) 🙏
I tinified them :)
#tiny chuuya pampering will come later#i suddenly felt the urge to pick animals for them#verlaine is based on a grey wolf (went instinct in france but started coming back from other countries btw)#(also something something metaphor for him being an attack dog/puppet before being freed and turning against his master)#rimbaud is a brown bear because he's cold and really we should let him bundle up and hibernate (no black bears in europe but whatever)#i didn't think i'd make these two as the first tiny skk guests yet here we are#also until now i hadn't noticed how their colors match#bsd#bungo stray dogs#bungou stray dogs#tiny skk adventures#bsd fanart#bsd paul verlaine#bsd arthur rimbaud#stormbringer#storm bringer#bsd stormbringer#ask answered#nawy's doodles
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My fav headcanon about Miraak back on Nirn after thousands of years is that he’s still scared shitless of Paarthurnax. Like imagine working under the dragon cult and knowing Alduin’s lieutenant as one of the most cruel masters ever, whose name literally means overlord ambition cruelty, then fast forward after getting out of Apocrypha and the LDB says “hey I wanna introduce you to my dad” and it’s him. Miraak watching with abject horror as the LDB sits peacefully under him and meditates. I think that’s funny.
#similarly paarthurnax is like ‘I know who you are.’ but doesn’t do anything malicious#just does his whole ‘I’m peaceful now and accepted my nature’ thing#but he knows how much it fucks Miraak up LMAO#Miraak freed is the only Miraak#Miraak killed at the Summit? I don’t know her.#Miraak#skyrim#paarthurnax
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happy february to them and absolutely nobody else
#fairy tail#fairy tail fraxus#fraxus#fairy tail laxus#fairy tail freed#laxus dreyar#freed justine#fairy tail fanart#i am SO embarrassed to post this#freya if youre reading this look away#only sketches bc im super burnt out#i WANTED to add mira to this but only remembered halfway through#this was also meant to be for valentines day but took me longer than expected#can you tell when i got tired lmao#also that sleeping one.. i just KNOW freed's hair gets everywhere#realistically he probably has to plait it otherwise he wakes up w a rats nest#<- from someone who used to have very long hair#i love my cringe gay fanart#raijin tribe art may be coming bc the tism is getting to me#uuughhh im so embarrassed gonna go kms now
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if smeyer wasn't a coward vamp!Bella would have immediately eaten her daughter Rensesmem whole-hog like Saturn Devouring His Son
#twilight#twilight renaissance#bella swan#the twilight saga#breaking dawn#smeyer wanted to model all her books off of classic literature: romeo & juliet - wuthering heights - pride & prejudice#AMATEUR HOUR#HEY SMEYER I GOT A FUCKIN STORY TO MODEL YOUR TWILIGHT FANFICTION AFTER#BREAKING DAWN BOOK ONE: Bella fucks Edward for his power & breaks his stone dick in the process - & lo! Ravioli is born in the carnage!#Bella becomes a vamp. she takes over the Cullen coven AND the Volturi bc honestly fuck everyone here only Bella is Cool and Right#oh and vamp hybrids are now legal so vamps start gettin it on. hybrids everywhere. humans who? welcome to the Golden Age baybeeee#BD BOOK 2: Alice comes to Queen Bella with a vision: 'lmao bestie the prophecy says ur getting ur shit smacked'#oh_fuck.avi#Bella begins DEVOURING ALL THE CULLENS INCLUDING RAVIOLI so they can't fulfill the prophecy#vampire fluid contains 11 secret herbs & spices so it's lip-smackin finger-lickin good#omg but ONE vampire was hidden away........ gasp#surprise bitch! it's Ravioli!#turns out Bella mistook Ravioli for LITERAL Ravioli (Chef Boyardee Beefaroni to be exact)#Raviolo comes back and makes Bella throw up! bleh! the Cullens (& Beefaroni) are freed!#together with Benjamin Ravioli now rules over the Cullens and the vamp world#Bella is imprisoned#FUCK Bella#FUCK this story#still a better one than BD tho#the end
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Dc x Dp prompt #08
Danny is stuck in a dating simulator game (for whatever reason) and he can't find a way out of this game.
Tim bought this game because he was bored and wanted something to play. He caught his eye with the character that wasn’t on the list that can be dating.
Maybe that's a secret character that needs to be unlocked before dating?
He will find a way to flirt with that character, no matter what.
#dc x dp#dp x dc#dp x dc prompt#dpxdc#brain dead#dead tired#He thought Danny was a break 4th wall character at first#After realizing he wasn't. He helps Danny find a way out of the game#Danny: What are you going to do after you've freed me from the game?#Tim: Flirt you#Danny: Huh????#Tim: You made me fall in love at first sight#you know?#Danny: S-Shut up!#+20❤️%#Tim after saving Danny from the game: I have passed the conditions for flirting with you#Now#do you want to go on a date with me?
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COMPUTER. ENHANCE
^ omega spotted
#was overanalyzing every little frame as one does and i saw him . i havent seen anyone else point this out#considering hes right next to what looks like the entrance to one of the stages#my guess is that shadow will also have other characters spread around his hub world that are frozen and stuff#and are freed by playing throuhg the stages. just like what happens in sonic's side of things#now i wonder who all the other characters could be... rouge is already shown being freed by sonic in the og game so. probably not her#maybe silver or metal sonic? they only showed up as boss fights in the original iirc.#well characters who didnt appear in the original are probably on the table still considering omega wasnt in the original#but other than that i really cant think of anyone else#ohh . what if maria is one of them. idk if that would be possible considering shes dead. but imagine#sonic x shadow generations#sonic x shadow generations spoilers
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New Age AU (Obtaining Killer)
Hey guys! Through with a bot of stuff for the day and I have a sneaking suspicion that this stress headache will not leave me until I finish some projects for work, so I *may* be m.i.a. for a hot second until they stop.
In the meantime, I want to drop this! (Unedited, unrefined, raw off the slab style)
Andddd @ancha-aus and @papiliovolens ! Hello! (Mutzelputz if u see this, the tags weren't working for some reason, I apologize.)
Hope y'all enjoy!
Ccino had convinced him to leave the castle. After nearly a year had passed since his last true public appearance. Since he'd stolen the apple from his brother. Nine months had passed since he'd sent Dream away. He tried not to think about it.
Nightmare had been finding out a lot about his magic. How it made him jittery, and how he felt like he understood so much more. How it made him deeply paranoid, quick to react.
How it made people listen to him.
He figured it was because he was scary now. The negative magic condensed over every inch of his bone wasn't exactly appealing, and the extra limbs which had sprouted from his spine now acted like his own personal weapons. If someone didn't listen, didn't give him an answer he liked, the limbs moved without him even thinking.
It had taken time to learn to better control them. Even now, they writhed in his wake. His nerves expressed through their lashing and twitching as they hovered just above the ground.
The streets weren't exactly crowded.
Upon word of the King's arrival to this small providence, Nightmare had found that many people fled from his path. His travel party of several soldiers, and himself on horseback. He'd always wanted to ride horses. The traitor twin was someone that every citizen wished to avoid.
Ccino had coaxed him outside with promises of fresh air. Apparently there were promising young members of the city guard that Ccino swore would be wonderful future knights. Young warriors for him to bring up loyally under his name, no fear of betrayal.
It had made sense, at the time, but Nightmare hadn't chosen to recruit any of them.
It wasn't to say he didn't want to. Several of the humans and monsters were very talented, and he did his best to give them praise, but he could tell. None of them wanted to work under him. They didn't like him. Rejection and hatred that had pierced him immediately, he could practically taste it.
Ultimately, they would do better here in their hometown. A place they were passionate about protecting, and with people they cared for. Night would not try to mold promising soldiers into his perfect guard. No matter how smart of an idea it may have been.
And so he'd moved on.
Night had visited several smaller shops, onces which couldn't afford to refuse him, and he bought some fabrics, a trinket, some small thing from each place he stopped by. He payed exactly the price he needed for each thing. He wouldn't bribe his people, either. The best he could do would be to remain neutral.
He did discover, against all odds, that he was enjoying this day out. Ccino was, in fact, usually correct about this sort of thing.
The travel had been enriching. Almost exciting. He'd never gotten out of the castle much at all, this was all new and excitingly mundane.
Good things do not last forever.
It was almost sunset when he noticed it. Torches being set up, a platform prepared. A crowd gathering.
An execution, came the mutter from one of his soldiers. Though he recognized the set-up, Night had never been in attendance to an execution. He was morbidly curious. The crowd held such a contempt. A broiling hunger for blood.
He wished he'd wheeled his horse away when a few people were ushered out of a nearby building.
The prison, maybe?
There weren't many of them. Nightmare dismounted his steed, and much to the dismay of the soldiers at his side, he found himself sinking. Into the growing shadows cast by the dying sun.
He re-emerged beside the stage, where the few people were lined up. Ready for death by hanging.
That trick wasn't one that Nightmare quite understood yet, but he was always drawn to feelings of intense negativity. He knew that, now. Something about these prisoners were bothering him, even at a distance, and he found himself more curious as he stood before them.
His guards, at the back of the crowd, hadn't seemed to figure out where he had gone. He had the time, now, to loom over the small group of prisoners.
The city guards, the trained ones, had likely seen him earlier at their headquarters. They did not speak even a word against him as he stared.
Nightmare stared at these faces.
A dog monster, scrappy and scarred, black fur clashing against a few patches of white. One of her ears was missing.
A pair of humans, both men, one with long, curly red hair and another with short-cropped red hair and the beginnings of a beard. Maybe they were brothers?
A skeleton. His sockets dripped with black magic, and his soul was a piercing crimson, just infront of his chest.
A flame monster, small and stout. Their flames a flickering green and purple. One of their eyes had a patch over it.
Nightmare was not great at determining emotions yet. He was hardly versed in his own feelings, but there had been improvement recently. Understanding new emotions had been coming more naturally to him.
Sometimes it hurt, but he was learning.
Now, past the blossoms of a headache, he felt a bit baffled as he subconsciously picked through the negativity these monsters exuded. Their fear. Their pain. Their loss, and their anger.
Oh.
"Only one of you is guilty."
He'd said it without thinking, practically announcing it with a voice that still felt unnaturally deep. A voice which rattled his ribcage and seemed to force past the barrier of darkness around him.
The group before him seemed startled. Confused.
Well, all but the skeleton, who seemed to only raise his skull slightly. As though just noticing Nightmare was there.
"How could you have possibly been jailed in the first place?" He muttered a bit quieter to himself.
He knew, deep down, that there were many, many rules in place for situations like this. Laws which he could challenge. People he could speak to. He could appoint members of his court to each of these people and try to earn their innocence through the rites of the law.
Then again, he remembered the rage of the crowd. The frustration of the people waiting to see these killings take place.
He didn't know what to do.
Now the prisoners, especially the two humans, were staring at him hopefully. He'd managed to shatter the negativity a bit. He believed them. He knew this was wrong.
"I don't know..."
The mutter came again unprompted.
These people would not have the means to repay him for his help. He couldn't just waive fees, or risk his court turning against him. He couldn't afford enemies being made so close to his inner circle.
He couldn't just leave them, though. Not after he'd seen the injustice of it all.
Stuck in his own thoughts, he was drawn out of it by a snickering laugh.
"Just set them free." A voice followed, "You are our King, aren't you?"
Nightmare then found his eyes drawn to the skeleton.
The others had eased themselves away from him. He stood, now, almost alone. He seemed unbothered by speaking up, his sockets held in an almost lazy posture. Tension going completely un-held.
He grinned up as the King, and seemed to watch contentedly as the thought settled in Nightmare's skull.
He could do that. Simply waive their charges. Pardon them. He could do that, surely. Many royals had done it before him for less certain terms. His mother had plenty of times.
"And you are guilty. You'll still be hanged. You know this, don't you?" Nightmare asked.
That was when the Skeleton's lazy sockets seemed to tighten with a sort of glee. Some hidden joke Nightmare wasn't privy to.
"Hmm." This was a poor choice. This was a bad decision. "Tell me, quickly, how you came to be here. Before I proceed?"
Nightmare didn't know why he was asking. He was... curious. Just like he had always been.
Very few people would ever speak straight to his face. Ccino, that was the only one who'd done it since his change. Since the prophecy. This skeleton had done it. He'd spoken when no one else could muster even a plea.
The silence he seemed to bring to every room. Broken, just briefly.
The skeleton stared at him a moment.
"Name's Killer, your majesty." The tone was mocking. "A while back a buddy of mine got into hot water, and I decided to help them out. Now, plenty of bodies later, I'm the one stuck on death row."
Simple. An admission of guilt.
Nightmare stared at him some more.
Finally, it seemed his frantic guards had noticed him. Found him. They rushed to his side, though not as fast as he would've liked. He could feel the frustration seeping from each armored body around him.
"You don't have an aversion to it," Nightmare voiced, "Killing, I mean."
Killer nodded. Unashamed.
It felt strangely calm, still. Perhaps it was because the crowd was still chattering. They likely hadn't noticed Nightmare at all.
The king turned to the city guard, still stood on the steps. "Free these four people. My judgement decrees them as not-guilty."
And, before any time could pass in the slightest. "Killer, I would like you to accompany me, before you abscond."
He'd noticed it. Killer had undone his cuffs before their conversation. Completely freeing himself from his weak imprisonment.
Killer seemed amused at the concept of sticking around to chat.
"If you would, I would like to recruit your services at my castle. I need a man who is willing to kill. And kill swiftly." Ccino said to establish an image. It was obvious now that his reputation would remain in the gutter, no matter what choices he made. He was not Dream.
Killer's sockets narrowed.
"And what would I get for being your little hunting dog?" Again, it was bold. It was new.
Nightmare was sure his expression hadn't changed since he'd come before the group. That same angry glare that sat permanently along his skull. The magic had an image to project.
His tendrils flicked, slightly.
"Payment, room, Fresh meals, and any other amenities you may like, so long as it does not break our treasury." He replied, "All I ask is that you simply obey me. And Me alone."
Not true. He'd probably ask for him to listen to Ccino as well. Once he knew for certain he'd stay.
Killer seemed to be thinking. He eyed they king, up and down. He looked to each of the guard around the king. The ones who were back in position now, though Nightmare could feel their annoyance. Their confusion.
Then Killer turned.
Then he turned back.
"Mm. Can't be worse than the ol' noose." Killer replied. "Funny way to run a country, my king. Hiring the first murderer you spot?"
Nightmare didn't humor that with a response. He was honestly shocked the skeleton had even agreed.
Though, all of that negativity had been swapped out for a glee. Something deep in Killer had changed during their brief interaction. A hope. Night could barely grasp the edges of its existence with his subconscious. But it was there.
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He ignored the crowds as they grew confused. He ignored the worry pouring from the criminals as he had them released and informed them of their pardon.
He did not ignore when his guards told someone to keep their distance. He glanced up. Killer was standing beyond the guards, looking bored.
Nightmare, trusting fool he was, didn't even ask a guard to watch him to ensure he stayed put.
"Stand down." He ordered the guard, who begrudgingly allowed the skeleton to smugly slip past.
His tendrils kept the monster at a distance Night preferred all on their own. He seemed to take the hint.
"They're all gonna be dead by morning, you know." Killer voiced easily.
Nightmare turned to him, confused. What did he mean by that? He'd pardoned them?
"Are you deaf? The crowd wanted us dead, especially me." He chuckled, "Leaving them here is definitely going to get them killed. If the crowd doesn't rip them apart the second you leave, then it'll happen at night. There will be no witnesses."
Oh... Night hadn't fathomed that these people could turn on the innocent once declared. It hadn't even crossed his mind. Did they have a home to return to? A family they put at risk?
The noose was a fast death, but being murdered? That would've been so much worse.
He could tell, by the way they evaded looking at Killer, that he was right. Nightmare would be sentencing them to a new sort of death if he did it like this.
But he didn't have time for a trial. Or several. The sun was going down, abd Ccino expected him back. The castle needed him present, or they might revolt.
Someone might hurt Ccino.
Oh, he was such a poor ruler. He did not know his people well enough. How he lamented the lessons Dream had taken about crowds and current issues abd how to be likeable.
Night didn't know how to handle this. He was still learning!
A trembled in his hand. He tucked the limb quickly away from where it had been lightly clutching his tunics thick fabric, now hiding it beneath his cloak.
"Killer is right. It won't be safe here, for any of you." He spoke. Thank the gods it didn't sound as shaken as he felt. "I extend an offer to you all. You may stay here, or you may come take up positions among my staff back at the castle. Unlike Killer, I do not expect any crime from you, but you will be paid and housed."
The offer was met with a roar of frustration from the crowd, Nightmare chose to allow his guards to handle it. He watched, carefully, as the four looked between eachother.
The brothers agreed first. (They introduced themselves as brothers as they knelt in thanks.) Then the Dog. She said she had no family left to watch over, starting a new life would be for the best.
The flame refused, saying they would leave town by morning, and try to stay safe.
And so, Nightmare left the town with four new party members. Each had been provided a horse, each tied to one of the guards. Aside from Killer, whose steed was held personally by Nightmare.
He figured Ccino would chew him out for this, for bringing criminals into the castle when he was sent to collect soldiers, but Nightmare had a good feeling about these ones.
They did not hate him. Or fear him. He was helping them. And it felt good.
#hoping this posts. i put it into drafts first...#new age au#Night is a little poorly written here. but I promise it's intentional.#i love making the narration feel just as displaced as the character it's followinh#also. might write smth for Killer's pov of this because I can promise you#90% of it is “this loser has no clue what the fuck he”#'s doing“#in a mix of awe and amusement#and he 100% started with ulterior motives and ended up having a change of heart because of the whole#him sensing vaguely that Night was a weird paranoid kid still#OH#and that odd bit in the middle where Night is doing stuff isn't fleshed out very well#but it's meant to be a show of Night making sure his presence is known + gauging how people react to him being perfectly normal#and more importantly#he lost track of his plans. he's actually not supposed to be doing that. he's still a kid and he wanted to explore!#mm#okay#one more note#Nightmare takes those people back with him right? his castle staff is like 20% people from before and 80% people he freed from#unlawful situations or took in when they had nothing#the public sees it as him taking in shifty#evil criminals. but really? these people look up to nightmare because they were at their lowest and now have stable lives + homes and even#families sometimes#it's just cool#inside the castle is a lot safer than outside#even tho Ccino is still the only one who prepares Night's meals I think a good hunk of the staff would maul anyone they found w/ poison in a#mile radius of the kitchen.#raughhhh#okay fr last thing#I love Killer :] Him being the first is so important to me and I think he deserves the happiness ever
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ok but im rly into the idea of till having a new era that brings the light back to his eyes and drives him forward if he gets to escape the arena. idk where he'd go from there but i want to see ivans sacrifice both haunt him and drive him to actually live his damn life after being the captured bird refusing freedom cause of mizi. once he knows she's alive with the resistance he might be able to actually experience other things and widen his world and if that happens and he puts his personal sense of rebellion towards the human cause OR settles into finding some other way to feel fulfilment that isn't a single person that could be deeply fascinating to me i think
#alien stage#ramble#idk#till alien stage#as an xxxholic fan i want to see caged birds fly and all the fear and loss and grit and progress that comes with it#till era would be so fucking fun#especially when characters r built arnd one person or one goal or something you want to see them find new things to suffer or thrive abt (?)#random inconsequential thought imagine till hooking up with hyunas besties and they become a resistance throuple#idk i just want till to experience the wider world as the one that was the most restrained by his heart AND literally#cause even compared to the other anakt kids he suffered so much in those damn buildings and labs#i wanna see him freed and what that means for ivans legacy as the person who was unseen but someone who both contributed to and desperately#tried to stop his pain and confinement no matter what#honestly the thing i wanna see most rn off the top of my head is#till coming to terms with what he knows and sees about ivan now#no matter how he feels about it i think ivan wont be forgotten that easily#i want to know whats going thru tills head rn immediately in this moment#cause this snapped him in some way and he is acutely aware of things he didnt even notice before#while handling the mizi desth thing#that he assumed was happening#if he is assumedly saved i want to see the explosion that is knowung mizi is alive#knowing ivan is dead and how ivan felt#and knowing he has a way out of the cage#because its a triple whammy#i want to see his brain exploding in real time thinking abt all these things#and what sort of person the revelations will make him become#also i want to see mizi and till have like an actual conversation cause itd be a wildcard especially right now
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Fr though I have to say one difficult thing about writing undertale fancontent is that due to undertale taking place in the future (Chara canonically fell at some point in the 2010s and it can be assumed undertale takes place a long amount of time after that), you have to try and come up with new technology and stuff for this future world in a way that doesn't just sound really fucking outlandish. Like, what would future society be like? Who would be doing what in the future? Does my undertale fanfiction sound weird if characters regularly use flying hoverboards for no explained reason?
#its weird because its like.#YOU HAVE TO MASH UP TWO GENRES AND ITS JUST...#like yeah. these monsters have been freed from their ancient underground civilisation and its time for them to be silly and have fun in our#-world#yeah also its like 100 years in the future from our perspectives so like idk maybe its like evangelion up there or some shit?#but now that i think about it. monsters coming up to the surface and it being something completely strange and different.#versus the reader being thrown into this futuristic world that they know nothing about and they now need to learn to make sense of#do you see. do. do you see where im going here#it helps put the readers in the perspective of the monsters when things are just as new and different for them reading it-#-as it is for the characters experiencing it#and i like that#undertale#utdr#ut fanfic#undertale fanfiction#undertale fan comic#undertale fandom#utdr fandom
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I'm supposed to be doing homework. But every time I start, my brain goes "hey, here's more Poseidon angst" and then I'm back on Google Docs
#it's been this way for two days#in other news I'm writing a Poseidon POV of 600 strike#granted it's part of a non-epic related pirates story that accidentally became Epic canon compliant#where one of my OCs keeps getting sent to Tartarus by gods who 1) wanted him to deliever a message to Prometheus#and then 2) got mad at my OC because he was able to get out so they sent him back in after giving him ambrosia to punish him#and then he gets out AGAIN and brings a freed Prometheus with him#and then he helps overthrow Zeus and recommends Poseidon as king of the gods#so now Poseidon's king and Zeus is in a coma cause he went back on a vow he made on Styx and Styx was like 'you did what'#but then the OC started noticing how attached Poseidon is to his trident and how scared he looked when someone else picked it up#(Poseidon never lets anyone touch his trident)#(THE WEAPON NOT THE OTHER THING)#and so now OC goes to find Mnemosyne (Memory) to find out what happened to Poseidon and is greeted by Clio (Muse of History)#and Clio gives him a book that shows him what Poseidon experienced in 600 Strike#anyways all that backstory to say. if anyone is interested i will post it later#let me know if you want to be tagged#epic the musical#epic poseidon
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I know when Cooper finds frozen Janey or whatever happened to her it's going to be incredibly emotional and Walton Goggins is gonna obliterate our hearts with his performance, but if when our tears dry no one does something funny with the Ghoul and The Ballad of Smokin' Joe Rudeboy by Tom Cardy I'm gonna lose a bit of hope in humanity
#fallout show#the ghouls#cooper howard#janey howard#the ballad of smokin joe rudeboy#tom cardy#when fandoms collide#'why don't YOU do it then??' I hear you ask and the answer is because I'm not funny enough#but to be honest an edit of the ghoul using the soiong could be used right now#if you see this post and feel tempted please know this idea has been freed into the world and I'd love you forever if you did something wit#it and tagged me pls pls pls pls#shut up faraige
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i mightve found the only other undertale fan in my entire school and he's playing one of those roblox ut fighting fan games. and then i saw his avatar and i'm like 80% sure it was dust but i cant tell because theres an undyne head over the avatar. man what the hell
#i dont even know if it was actually dust because fucking the mtt all look like goddamn sans#AND DUST (and horror)S ONLY DEFINING TRAIT IS ON HIS FACE!!!!!! WTF!!!!!!!!#im not speaking to him because then ill get cooties but i sit behind and watch him.play. what an enigma#theres always 1-2 undertale or utmv fans in every school across the world its a very high probability#this is so funny to me#bro is probably one of those powerscalers#bro probably learned about the mtt through roblox#BRO NEEDS TO SHOW ME HIS AVATAR IS THAT DUST OR NOY#i probably look so damn creepy rn but maaaan i gotta know#im 80% sure its dust the hood is up. no classic sans cosplay would have the hood up possibly#im far away but the face looks slightly deranged iHAVE to believe its dust#im over here writing about my shitty multiverse au and hes over there playing a roblox game#the duality of the utmv fandom.#HIS FAT HEAD IS IN YHE WAY I DONT KNOW IF HES COSPLAYING DUSG#this is my new entertainment now. watching this guy play this silly game like hes an experiment#its giving killer sans#WAIT IT IS DUST!!!!! ITS DUSY CONFIMRED!!!!!!!!#AND THE WEIRD LITTLE RED GHING BEHIND THE HEAD WASNT UNDYNES HAIR IT WAS FUCKING PHANTOM PAPS#THIS IS A MOMENT IN HISTORY#goddamnit now i cant stop imagining dust playing those silly little roblox fighting games. he'd pop off on them i swear#alright my soul is freed from this torment of wondering of its dust. time to stop watching this guy#tricule rant
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Callum and Runaan are gonna be so funny next season cause Callum is gonna fight / go against his brother over it and devote all he has to freeing this man but the second Runaan is uncouth/rude toward him (or even sparingly toward Rayla) Callum is going to give him all the sass/anger/death glares
#not the 'puny boy' runaan remembers from the rooftops#moment of truth#runaan: ugh can't believe you freed me with dark magic!!#callum: yeah shut the fuck up i didn't do it for you#that one meme of chidi going 'shut up. Shut Up. i'm confident now'#that's s6 callum to runaan To Me#aka the entire first half of#fic: if time is money
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