#joseph x player character

[artsietango]

Living the Dream Daddy - Chapter 2  is up now!

Chapter 2 for my alternate S tier ending fanfiction for Joseph/Dadsona is now uploaded! In this alternate ending, Joseph starts the divorce process with Mary while committing to the Dadsona. This chapter focuses on their weekend getaway to a beach, and how all of their feelings come back to a head.

Read Chapter 2: A Margaritaville State of Mind on AO3 here!

[bluerthanvelvet444]

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Kit Walker x fem!reader

tags: smut!!

warnings: murder, blood, fingering, p in v.

summary: reader and kit get paired up in the kitchen. Kit comforts her anddddd...you can imagine what happens next.

character count: 11k. yes. 11k. lost track of length while writing the plot.

full fic under the cut ↓

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May 14th, 1964.

People always said you were meant to be a teacher, that it was your role in the world, since kindness and patience have always been your best qualities. This is how you ended up in that pre-school in Massachusetts full of little sunshines that were absolutely fond of you and saw you as their older sister. It was the best job in the world in your eyes, and you were sure you were going to spend most of your days doing it. If only you knew.

That fateful day you were wearing a trendy but simply cut canary dress, slightly accentuating your waist, perfect for the warm weather of spring. Birds’ faint singing could be heard through the open windows, The kids were sitting around small tables while doing their drawings, and you looked at them lovingly while leaning your back on the chest of drawers that kept the children’s bags.

“Teacher! Teach-!” one of the little boys exclaimed to get your attention, but you cut him off.

“Joseph, I'll be there for you in a second, let me change the song first, alright?” You turned around to put the other vinyl in the player, and the tunes of ‘Hit the road Jack’ started playing. You waited a few seconds before turning around…and that was probably the biggest mistake of your life.

Hit the road Jack-BANG!

You quickly turned around as you heard that loud noise. What you saw next permanently changed your life. A tall man, all dressed in black, was holding a gun in his hands and had just shot one of your little kids. Before you could process anything, the gun was pointed at you, and…BANG! You fell to the ground. The bullet missed you and instead carved a little hole in the wall. You couldn’t feel anything, none of your senses worked, except for hearing.

Don’t you come back, no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

no more-BANG!

Hit the road Jack-BANG!

You woke up by the police violently shaking your body. You were confused, and all around you was red. Red blood everywhere.

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At first, the police was doing a fantastic job by trying to identify the killer. You had to do so many interrogations, but you felt like with your descriptions and help, the searching for the murderer was close to an end. The case was on all the TV channels and news, the whole state was thirsty for truth. It was when the police started looking into your past that things started to go wrong. You had a previous “arrest” for gun possession. Nothing too crazy, your uncle gave you one when you first started living alone, you realized your mistake, and you were released after a few days anyways. Then the moms of the poor little angels started to spread rumors about how you were “mean” to kids. That of course wasn’t true, they have always been pretty jealous of a young woman who got along with their children better than them. And you tried to explain that to the police, but they just seemed to get more suspicious. They believed that you randomly went crazy and shot all the kids, that would’ve explained how you were the only one who survived too.

Before you could know it you were charged of murderer, and your life sentence was to spend your whole life in an asylum. As bad as the situation was, you were hopeful that you were going to be treated better in an asylum than jail.

You were wrong. Briarcliff Manor was just another way to say hell. Nuns treated you horribly-except Mary Eunice- god bless that poor soul- and Dr. Arden was a living nightmare. You tried to stay as far as possible from him once you heard all the stories of his victims. People were REALLY crazy there…except one. Her name was Pepper. Sister Jude had introduced you two, insisting that you could bond over “baby murder”. You thought she really did it at first, so you kept distance. Pepper insisted on interacting with you, repeating the word “friend”. You glared at her, spitting words harshly.

“I'm not a murderer like you.”

Pepper frowned and started crying. Now she was saying the word “baby.” It was weird but, you felt sorry for her…something in you told you that she may have been not guilty. She dragged you into the library, then she showed you a magazine with the face of the popular star “Elsa Mars.”

“Mom.” She said, you looked at her confused, then Pepper pointed at the sentence written in the magazine “Elsa used to own a Freakshow before…” it was clear to you then.

“Did she put you here?” You asked. Pepper shook her head and mumbled the word “Sister”.

After a few weeks of befriending her, it was clear to you that Pepper was the living representation of “never judge a book by its cover”.

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Two months later.

You were playing-at least trying to play-chess with pepper in the common room.

“Pepper, you can't move two pawns together…only one.”

She laughed and moved another one. Your attention was now brought to a woman who seemed new in that place.

“Uhm…you know what, pepper? You win! Congratulations!” You said a little white lie so you could meet the mysterious woman. Pepper smiled and laughed happily, and started wandering around. You got up and walked towards the new presence. She looked lost, confused, angry but definitely not crazy. You sat in front of her and tried to put on a friendly smile.

“Hi… I noticed you from across the room. Who are you?”

The woman looked at you. You couldn’t help but feel judged and studied by those piercing eyes, in a quiet voice, she replied.

“Lana. Lana Winters.”

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Time passed. Every day was the same as the one before, torturing and boring. You bonded with Lana too after you acknowledged her story, and she told you about the secret tunnel and how she planned to escape. The occasion came soon when unexpectedly, one random night, cells opened. You insisted on bringing Pepper with you in the escape attempt, and you three ran for your lives. While running, though, pepper decided to take another path. You stopped and whisper-yelled at her to come back, but she didn't listen to you. As soon as Lana noticed you stopping, she dragged you with her, telling you to not waste time, and while you were running, Kit walker caught up with you two. You didn’t know much about him, so you didn't really mind him trying to escape too, but apparently Lana did. You heard her yelling.

“HELP! He’s escaping! The killer is escaping!”

You tried to shush her, but before you knew it, you were captured.

You and kit were then bent over Sister Jude’s desk, while she praised Lana and allowed her to choose the cane you were going to be punished with. You were surprised when Kit took the blame on himself, letting you free and gaining more lashes for himself.

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After a few days, you found yourself paired up with Kit on kitchen chores. You stood there in silence, lost in your thoughts while kit prepared the dough.

“You okay over there, suga’? You haven’t said a word.” You were brought back to reality at the sound of his deep voice and smooth accent. You gulped.

“Yeah… I-I’m fine. Just thinking…” You heard him sigh.

“It’s because of what they say about me…ain’t that right? I’m many things, darlin’, but I’m not a murderer. So, don’t be scared.”

You looked at him furrowing your brows and shook your head.

“No…it’s not because of that- I don’t think you’re a killer- I just… I’m just worried. Worried about Pepper. She’s nowhere to be found, a-and I feel guilty. So guilty. I should’ve followed her and brought her back.”

He chuckled lightheartedly.

“Oh, don’t say that, suga’. I’m sure she’s fine. She’s probably out there livin’ her best life.”

You sighed and replied nervously.

“You and I both know that isn’t true. She’s wearing a fucking gown, and her looks don’t help either. If she actually managed to get out, she’s already got caught.” You looked down, fidgeting with your fingers. You jumped slightly when you felt his hands touching your shoulders. He gently caressed your arm from behind and spoke with a kind tone.

“Hey-hey- calm down, suga’. Whatever happened to Pepper, it’s not your fault. Don’t be so harsh with yourself. You tried to stop her, there was nothin’ else you could do.”

You sighed and leaned into his gentle touch.

“I just hope she’s fine. She’s an innocent soul…I could never live with it if something bad happened to her.”

He took your hands in his.

“You don’t belong here. In Briarcliff.”

You sighed and let yourself relax in his arms. He whispered in your ear.

“You need a distraction, suga’.”

you then felt his cold hand on your exposed inner thigh. You looked up at him, your cheeks slowly turning red.

“Shhh… Just relax. It’ll feel good, I promise.”

You nodded slowly and looked down as his fingers made their way to your exposed folds under your gown. He sighed as he ran a finger over your slit, and peppered gentle kisses on the side of your face. He started slowly circling your clit. His big hands felt like heaven on you and you couldn’t help but buckle your hips towards his hand, sweetly whining for more. He flashed you with a tender smile and pressed a sweet kiss on your lips. His fingers shifted position, so his thumb was now grazing your clit while one of his digits made its way to your entrance, gently pushing in. You gasped and let out a soft moan, muffled by his mouth making contact with yours. He inserted another finger in, stretching you and slowly thrusting inside.

“Ah… Faster Kit…please…” you whined softly.

“Whatever you say, suga’.”

He started moving his fingers faster, making your back arch as he hit that sweet spot perfectly. He kept going until he felt your whines grow louder, and right before you could cum, he suddenly stopped and pulled his fingers out.

“mhhhph….w-why did you stop?”

He chuckled and have you a loving kiss on your lips.

“I wanna be inside of you…suga’…is that okay, mh?”

You nodded eagerly, and he picked you up to set you on the counter. He grabbed your waist with his veiny hands and leaned in to crush your lips together. His tongue swirled around yours as you sloppily made out. You pulled your lips away from his and whispered.

“w-what if they catch us?”

“They won’t. I’ll be quick, love.”

He lifted your gown once again and settled between your legs. He groaned as he rushed to lift his gown, and he hissed while lining up your entrance with his needy cock. He immediately began pounding in your poor cunt. His thrusts were fast and sloppy. As you whined for the sudden roughness, he whispered right next to your ear in a hoarse voice.

“Sorry suga’. Been too long since I've touched a woman.”

You moaned as your legs clung to his body, and you had to adjust to the new position. Not long after, between dough and adrenaline for the fear of being caught, he sped up his thrusts until you came with a loud moan that he tried to muffle with his hand. At the feeling of your cunt clenching around him, he cummed inside you right away with a deep groan. You panted for a few seconds before getting off the counter and regaining your decency. He pressed a loving kiss on your lips and gently caressed your hair. You allowed yourself to melt in his embrace, and while thinking about everything that had happened so far, a sudden thought came to your mind.

“Kit…why did you stand up for me when Sister Jude wanted to punish us?”

He put his chin on your head, and with a sweet smile plastered on his face, he spoke.

“I followed your case on the TV before gettin’ locked up' here. I always thought ya were innocent…”

He chuckled and pressed gently his lips on your hair.

“…and cute.”

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a/n: aaaahhh!!! this is my first smut. I'm really proud of this one. lemme know if you like it!!!🧡🧡

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[writingonleaves]

how can you look so peaceful when you know i'm gonna leave - joseph woll

pairing: joseph woll x original female character

warnings: swearing, fluff central, talks of marriage, barely proofread

inspired by + title: "staying" by lizzy mcalpine

word count: 2.1k

author's note: a short love letter to long distance relationships, which, while brutal, are beautiful in its own way. a love so soft that its meaning transcends distance ... it's possible folks! i've lived it! wanted to put something quick out to get back into my writer brain again. i hope you all enjoy this one <3

Goodbyes are par for the course for Evangeline Patel and Joseph Woll. 

Their first real one was when they weren’t even dating yet. Something more than friends. Something just below commitment. It was after their sophomore year of Boston College, when Joseph went back home to St. Louis and Evie went back home to New York. Evie hadn’t wanted to let go as Joseph lingered by the door, having helped her pack stuff into her car. 

They were dating a year later during the second real goodbye, when Joseph’s BC season ended and he went to Toronto. But that time they had plans of visiting each other’s hometowns in the summer and the goodbyes felt more like promises and not finalities. 

When two collegiate hockey players date each other, they get more comfortable being apart than together with opposing practice and game schedules. But everyone knew, even at the start, that Evie and Joseph wouldn’t ever be driven apart by distance. 

And that stayed true through every ‘goodbye’ and ‘see you soon,’ whether literal or figurative. Through when shoulder surgery sidelined Evie and her dreams to go professional. Through when Joseph signed his deal with Toronto and Evie stayed at BC. Through when Evie’s post-grad journey took her back home to New York. 

They’ve passed every test thrown at them, every obstacle tossed in their way. As heartbreaking as it sounds, goodbyes are a part of what makes Evie and Joseph work. 

Because when they finally say hello again, it always feels like the first time they locked eyes, during a meeting during their freshman year when all the student athletes were gathering together.

Tonight, after spending their sixth year anniversary, they’re on the precipice of another goodbye. Joseph has to go back to Toronto for training camp and the Leafs don’t play the Rangers until late January. Evie always spends the holidays with her family, and Joseph has always respected that. 

Four months. They’ve done worse. But the familiar heaviness settles in her stomach as she curls up in bed, reaching out to place a stray hair back where it belongs. He looks at her in a way that makes her feel like nothing and no one can hurt her. 

It’s been that way for six years and she’s so lucky.

He narrows his eyes playfully, tapping his pointer finger gently on her forehead. “What are you thinking so hard about?”

Evie sighs with a wistful smile. “Nothing.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah.”

He leans forward to press a kiss on her forehead. “I know you’re lying. Tell me.”

She relents, “I love you.”

“I love you too, baby. That’s what you’re thinking about?”

She shrugs. “Do you ever think about what life would be like if we didn’t have to be apart so much?”

“All the time,” he says. “I probably wouldn’t be as upset coming home after a loss.”

Evie chuckles, but that’s not what she means. “I mean, like, I don’t know. If you had thought about breaking it off when you went to Toronto or when I went to New York or…”

Joseph’s eyebrows furrow. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Shit. “No, no! Not at all. Sorry. I probably should’ve brought that up more gracefully.”

He grins. “That’s okay. You rarely think before you speak. I know that.” He earns a light slap for that. “But to answer your question, no. Not really. Even among all the uncertainties of going to Toronto, you were always the constant. I knew that no matter what changes would come, I’d always want and need you to be in my life.”

She feels her heart rush with emotions. Even after six years, he can still make her feel like a lovesick idiot. “How did you know that early on?”

He rubs her shoulder with his thumb. “You make my brain calm down. Even on our first date, my hands were so sweaty and I didn’t know if you were gonna think dinner was too cheesy but you just made me feel so at peace.”

“It was cheesy,” she points out as he lightly pinches her skin in retaliation, which makes her laugh. “But it was you. So I didn’t care.”

“Talk about cheesy,” he snickers. “But yeah. I never had a doubt. I knew that even though it was very likely we wouldn’t live in the same city, it would be worth it. It was more if you wanted it.”

“What do you mean?”

He swallows. She plays with his fingers, something that always calms him down. “Well, when I first went to Toronto, I wasn’t sure if you’d want to, you know, keep this going. And I would’ve understood. You were gonna be at BC another year and then be who knows where and I could’ve moved around at any moment. Not being able to give you that stability…it’s still something I worry about.”

“I think we’ve made it work this long,” she says playfully. 

“We have, and I wouldn’t change it for anything,” he assures. “And usually, I’m fine. But, you know, on the days I miss you more than usual, the thought creeps into my head.”

She catches his hand that’s been rubbing her shoulder and places a kiss on his palm. “Honey, I appreciate the concern, I really do. But I knew what I was getting to. And I’m still here, aren’t I?”

“I feel very lucky that you are.”

Sap. Evie lays back down on his chest. “That still doesn’t mean this gets easier though.”

“Yeah. I know.”

She glances around the room, stopping at momentos she’s collected throughout the years. The BC flag she has hanging above her door. The puck for the first goal she ever scored for the Eagles on the corner of her desk. A stuffed elephant Joseph won her in an arcade four years ago. A cork board filled with scraps of memories, tickets to concerts, boarding passes and little notes she’s gotten from friends and family. 

Right in the center is a ticket to Joseph’s first game in net for the Leafs. November 13, 2021. She’ll never forget it, getting special permission from her coach to meet the team at New Hampshire the next day for their game so that she could go up to Buffalo to catch the Leafs play the Sabres. 

Her eyes then scan to the bouquet of lilies on her night stand, courtesy of Joseph from when they stopped by a flower shop yesterday. Then to the duvet that he had gifted her for her birthday last year because she needed a new one. 

And then finally, to him. Those blue eyes that always hold so much warmth. The eyes she immediately saw when she woke up from her surgery, a professional hockey career officially out of reach. The eyes she always looks for in a room, whether he’s there or not. 

“Hi,” he says softly.

“Hm?”

“Lost you for a minute.”

“Sorry,” she shakes her head. “Were you saying something?”

“Nah,” he says with a smile, kissing her forehead. “Four months isn’t too bad.”

“Joseph,” she deadpans. “It’s not great either.”

“I know,” he murmurs. “I’m just trying not to be sad about it now because I know it’s inevitable. You think it would get easier after six years.”

“I hope some of the Toronto jobs I applied to get back to me.”

He sighs and she can’t blame him. It’s a conversation they’ve had multiple times. “Me too, Eve. But-”

“Go where the job you want takes you, yeah, I know,” she finishes for him. “But I’m ready for a change. And I miss living in the same city. Or country. Even that’s a start.”

Joseph snorts. “Yeah. That would be nice.” He reaches over to dim the lights. “Well, if anything, I’m glad we get to at least spend anniversaries together.”

She hums. They miss out on a lot in each other’s lives — her birthday which is in March, various holidays, Valentine’s Day — but anniversaries are in the summer. And that can be theirs. 

Sometimes Evie does wonder what life would be like if they weren’t dating. If she hadn’t taken the chance and asked for the shy, cute boy’s number. If she hadn’t realized at a BC men’s hockey game that the goalie in net was so talented that she couldn’t take her eyes away. If she hadn’t said yes to going on the first date. By then she had already known he was on his way to Toronto sooner rather than later. And she still said yes. 

She went to her childhood best friend’s older sister’s wedding a month ago. Her and Joseph have talked about marriage — they’ve been dating for so long it would be strange if they hadn’t — but it wasn’t until Paige and Taylor were saying “I Do” as they put rings on each other’s fingers, Paige’s jumpsuit and Taylor’s dress flowing gracefully with the wind, did Evie look at her own ring finger for a split second and yearn for something for the first time. 

Well, he’s leaving tomorrow. Might as well bring it up now. 

“You know, if we want to get married eventually, we probably should be in the same city.” She holds her breath, waiting for his reaction, fiddling with her necklace. 

(It’s a silver maple leaf charm that Joseph had gotten her right before he left for Toronto. Evie hasn’t taken it off since.)

“You’re my favorite person in the world.” He rushes out, almost like he’s stumbling over his words. But they’re no less genuine, eyes wide and cheeks the slightest bit red. She loves all of him, but she loves him the most like this. When he’s completely vulnerable, no filter and only hers. 

She has to share him with a whole city who lives and breathes hockey. He does a good job of reminding her consistently that even with all that, what’s theirs is theirs and always will be. It’s moments like these when she remembers. 

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. And I also know you very well,” He taps his finger on her forehead. “Just be patient, baby. It’s coming.”

She decides to act dumb, hoping she’s not clamming up. “What’s coming?”

Joseph snorts. “Yeah, nice try.” He takes it a step further, taking her left hand and rubbing her ring finger smoothly. “I knew I wanted to marry you the second your eyes opened after your surgery.”

Evie’s not sure what to be shocked at first. The fact that he immediately picked up on her signals or what he just said. She blinks. Surgery. Her shoulder surgery. Which was-

“That was like, five years ago.”

He shrugs before taking a deep breath, and she knows he’s also thinking back to that time. She didn’t know it at the time, but they’ve talked about it since. Joseph had been downright terrified, sitting in the waiting room for hours while Evie was in the operating room. He had flown to New York specifically to be by her side when she woke up. They hadn’t even been dating for a year and a half at that point, and he still says it was one of the scariest moments of his life. 

“Why then?” She asks. She has to know. 

He smiles softly. “I know it was stupid, and the success rate of that surgery is so high, but I was so, so afraid you wouldn’t wake up or it wouldn’t be successful. Then when you woke up and I saw your eyes, I realized that I don’t think I could go through my life without seeing those eyes. I guess it’s kinda cruel that I don’t literally get to everyday, but you know what I mean.”

“Oh,” she mutters. Because what else can she say? “So you do want to get married.”

A pause, then a bark of laughter. “Of course I want to get married.” She must flinch because Joseph immediately softens. “Sorry, babe. I’m not making fun of you. I just-I thought you knew. I’ve wanted to marry you for a long time. We’re just, you know, we’re young and I knew neither one of us wanted to be married young even though we could’ve been by now.”

Evie bites her lip. “You know that I don't need a ring, right?”

“I know,” he says with a warm smile. “But you’re getting one anyways. Soon. I promise. Can’t let you slip away that easy, eh?”

“First of all, I know you play there, but you’re not Canadian so stop with the ‘eh,’ he snorts before she continues. “Secondly, you kinda have had me for awhile now. Don’t think I could slip away even if I wanted to.”

He laughs before turning serious, placing a soft but poignant kiss on her lips. “I love you. I’ll miss you.”

“I love you too,” Evie says, biting her lip as she wipes a tear from his cheek. “I miss you always.”

(Three months later, Joseph proposes during sunset in Boston, echoing to their very first date when they had dinner and walked by the Charles River during sunset. Five months later, Evie gets a job offer in Toronto.)

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[madelynraemunson]

mini series

GO BACK | NEXT LEVEL 🔒 | theme song: new divide - linkin park

player zero: level one

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴛᴀQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ — ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴ — ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʀᴛᴜᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ (ᴠʀ) ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱ ᴠᴇɢᴀꜱ ꜱᴘʜᴇʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱʜᴏᴡ.

I remember black skies, the lightning all around me.

disclaimers: 18+, psychological thriller, blood, violence, sexual themes, swearing, reader interacts with the st characters, eddie falls for reader who goes by “zero/000, player zero”, reader’s gender identity isn’t specified but does have a vagina, unintentional plot divergence, upside down exists, vecna/001/henry exists, everything is basically canon until reader shows up… 😳, joseph quinn cameo at the end | pairing: eddie munson x reader x joseph quinn

a/n: enjoy everyone! i’m sorry this took so long to come out but i am committed to only releasing my best work to you guys 🩶 i hope you all enjoy level 001!!

[WC: 2.0k words]

“Player Zero…do you copy?”

🎮

By the grace of your headset, you begin to scan the dark, almost void-like, aperture that’s hijacked your surroundings.

“Copy,” you report back to James.

“Excellent.”

Everything around you is black, a noisy puddle sits at your feet. The room is crisp from the AC, and the props smell like rubber tires. And soon, with a push of a button, you will come face to face with the Mind Flayer, saving everyone from this ill-fated town once and for all.

You can’t believe this. What thousands will pay to do, you get to experience for free, having been one of the few selected to try out the new Stranger Things: Virtual Reality Game at the Las Vegas Sphere. (Not to mention, you're the biggest Stranger Things fan in your hometown and quite possibly the biggest Joseph Quinn fan in the state of Nevada).

Eddie's death left you completely shattered. He just fit in so well with the older members of the party that you were almost certain the Duffers would keep him around. But to your despair, alongside many others, they did what they do best and killed off another fan favorite.

But there was something beautiful that came out of Eddie's death. Because of Stranger Things 4, Joseph Quinn has been getting booked for acting gigs left and right, getting asked to come to fan conventions, and you were able to find a community on Tumblr who shared the same love for him and Eddie Munson, and with that notion alone, means the silly metalhead lives on through you guys.

Your dream is to meet Joe one day. You’ve been frantically saving up for the day you get to hug him and thank him for everything he’s done for you and others. Whenever that may be. Until then, all you could do is support his work and contribute to all of his supporting franchises. Much like this one.

“I can’t wait to tell all my mutuals all about this game,” you think to yourself.

James permits you to walk around in order to adapt to your environment. You’re already planning what to tell your friends based on your observations so far. But since pictures aren't allowed, your phone remains in your back pocket for the time being.

“Alright Player Zero,” your guide further instructs you. “You’re going to walk through the gate. And from there the game will begin.”

“And what if I need to pee?”

The comment earns you a chuckle from James. “That’s fine. You’ll just have to take your headset off and call out to me.”

James asks you if you have any other questions. You couldn’t help yourself.

“Will I interact with any characters? Like Eddie?”

“No Eddie unfortunately, it’s primarily the Mind Flayer,” James answers honestly. “Goal of the game is to fight the monster.”

“Understood,” you pout in disappointment.

“Hey but I’ll be surprised if you run into anyone though,” James laughs. “Tell ‘em I say hi if you do.”

Just then, a neon orange projection appears from the corner of your eyes, followed by some squelching noises that gnaw uncomfortably at your ears. And as you get closer to it, you can hear the shrieks of some very familiar, unearthly creatures.

“Walk through the gate now, Zero,” James instructs you.

You take a deep breath, a little scared at how vivid the graphics are but reassuring yourself that all of this is just a game.

“Walking,” you report.

Hobbling into the gate, the synthetic warmth massages your ankle as you squeeze your way on in. You land on the bottom tier, a floor below the floor you started on... one that you weren't aware existed until you continued to walk around.

“This isn’t so bad,” you mutter to yourself.

Just then, the noise around you cuts off and your headset broadcasts to black.

Tssssss.

Unsure whether or not this was part of the game, you continue to tread around the nothingness that is around you. Holding your arms out to keep your balance doesn’t seem to help, because the more you graze onto nothing, the more panicked you become.

This is odd. Where’s the Mind Flayer?

“James?!” you call out, your heart nearly beating out of your chest now.

Nothing.

Suddenly, obnoxious TV static overpowers your headspace. It’s accompanied by lightheadedness, the brightness of it all mercilessly stinging your eyes, and the high-pitched feedback noise that soon fills your ears is probably enough to make you go deaf for the day. Great, now you know why this is a trial run.

“James!” you hiss again quietly. “Anyone?!”

No response. You were never warned about this part. Was this even supposed to happen?

Absolutely frustrated now, you reach for your headset to get out of the game yourself. But to your surprise, you’re stunned to have gotten two palms full of your hair, and part of your face. There was no headset on your head. You’re walking in a void of nothingness, with no one around to help you.

“I need to pee…” is your final attempt to connect with somebody.

The ear-piercing, scratching sounds start up once again. This time grainier, louder. It continues for a while as you run around in a panic before halting to complete radio. silence.

“Wh-” you pant. “What’s happeni-”

JOLT!

“OH SHIT!”

You’re then met with an abrupt, devastating PUSH that sends you flying across the room and down — what you could only describe as — an endless black hole. Your hand clutches at your chest as an attempt to soothe yourself. You’re almost sure your heart stopped for a minute due to absolute shock.

SMACK!

In a millisecond, your body lands on a prickly patch that you soon make up to be loose straws of hay. Blending into the scenery now is that of a remote grass field, with the smell of fresh trees and newly cut blades of grass dancing around your nose.

You can’t think of any place in Las Vegas that would have a barren field like this. Nor can you think of a town nearby with this much of a Midwestern flare, this much empty — and grassy — land, and this much Kodak green undertone to its atmosphere. Unless…

It can’t possibly be. Are you in Hawkins?

You're standing around like an idiot trying to figure out how this could've possibly happened.

You knew this experience was 'all-immersive', but judging by the description, you were supposed to be taken to the Upside Down... and the backwoods by Reefer Rick's hideout was a long commute from. Was this Mind Fight going to be after-the-fact?

Trudging towards Reefer Rick’s now, you begin to think of other ways to get James' attention. But when you hear the faint voice of someone else coming from inside the abandoned lake house, suddenly getting out of the game becomes less of a priority.

“Eddie…” the familiar voice softly commands.

Eddie?

The voice you register belongs to no one other than Gaten Matarazzo, or Dustin Henderson in this sense. But that’s impossible, you think to yourself. James said that there were no characters in the game.

“We are on... your side...”

Oh, it’s this scene. Peaking through the door that was open a mere three inches, you're stunned to see the four dimensional manifestations of the characters you've grown to love right in front of your very eyes.

IMPOSSIBLE.

It's them. You almost stumble backwards when you see Sadie Sink and Maya Hawke alongside Gaten; and despite having their backs towards you, you know it is for sure them, and not some workers hired to play the part.

Your eyes travel to the corner of the room. Very much to your surprise, evident by the butterflies in your stomach, you're met with Joe Keery as Steve Harrington, and Joseph Quinn... the love of your life... in the flesh... your Eddie. Both characters are too focused on each other to even register your presence. If they are even able to see you at all.

You continue to be the fly on the wall while taking a few collected deep breaths. There's no way that they're in front of you right now. There's no way a whole SCENE from the show is panning out in front of you right now. Almost as if it's real time.

“I swear on my mother!” Gaten Dustin continues, trying to reason with Eddie so he can drop the knife and let go of Steve. He turns to the others for help.

“Right?! Guys?!”

“Yes, yes we swear,” the party clamors together in attempts to calm Eddie down.

“On Dustin’s mother,” Maya Robin attempts.

“Yeah, Dustin’s…Dustin’s mother…”

Keery’s voice is strained as he gulps in fear. Reasonably so, because there’s a knife pointed at his throat in this scene.

You clear yours at the doorway, causing everyone to deadpan to you in shock. So they can see you. And sure enough when this happens, that’s when your gaze lands on him. And his gaze lands on you.

It’s insane. It’s like you are looking Joseph Quinn in the eyes, but at the same time, it’s not him. It is literally — Eddie Munson. He's even more beautiful than you imagined.

“On Dustin’s mother?” you speak.

“Jesus, where did YOU spawn from?!” Gaten Dustin exclaims.

“Who’s that?” Sadie Max wonders.

“I…don’t know,” Maya Robin answers.

Immediately, Dustin runs to shield Eddie from your sight. But it’s already too late. And plus, Eddie’s eyes have already met yours. Studied yours.

“I’m…” you speak. “I’m here to help.”

You figured while James figures out what the actual fuck is wrong, that you’d interact with the characters. They’re right in front of you after all, and actually responding.

"I'm Zero..." you explain to them. "I'm not... I'm not from here, but I know a hell of a lot about this place. A lot more than you guys think."

“You know about what’s going on around here?” Robin inquires.

You nod. “And I know part of who is behind it all, and what we can do to stop him.”

"H...him?"

Eddie's timid stare pierces straight into you. It's enough for your knees to buckle, but you know you have to keep yourself collected otherwise the projections of these characters would probably freak out at you.

You hear a tiny thud sound against the wooden floor. Eddie has dropped the knife. Breathing a sigh of relief now, Steve sinks to the ground to gather himself. Meanwhile, a small circle gathers around you.

“There are… greater forces at bay,” you explain. “And it goes way beyond what you know about the demogorgons, the shadow monster, the Mind Flayer… There’s this... really powerful warlock…and a shadow that looms over him to do some really horrible things. And it’s not who you’d expect.”

“You know about those too?” Steve asks.

You nod. Eddie only seems more confused.

"A lot more than you know..." you warn him. "Trust."

"What else do you know about?" Dustin questions.

"I know about Eleven, and Will," you answer. "And how they're safer in California than here, but that doesn't necessarily exempt them from danger."

They all exchange looks with one another.

You can't help but look over at Eddie again.

"I know what happened to Chrissy," you say to him. He looks back up at you. "She's that nice girl from the middle school talent show, right?"

"I left her there," is all he says. He knows you understand what he meant by it. "I'm just a coward."

"You're not a coward, Eddie. Nothing you could've done could've prevented what happened at the trailer."

“Zero…” Dustin whispers to himself. Then he looks up at you with suspicion. Pointing an accusatory finger at you, he says, "How do we know you weren't sent by Hawkins Lab to spy on us?! You're a number after all."

"I'm not a number from the lab, trust me," you roll your eyes, slightly annoyed at Curly and his superstition. But it makes sense. "I don't even know Eleven, okay? Just think of me as... a guardian. From another universe. I think I was sent here to help you guys. I know how this shit ends, after all."

“How does it end?” Eddie asks you. “F-for us? For me?”

You turn to him in anguish.

“Not well, I’m afraid,” you respond honestly. “But if you guys are open to my help, I can get us out of this mess unscathed. Build up some leeway.”

You turn to Max who only seems to be backing further away from you. It's definitely in her character to do so, Maxine has always struggled to ask for help. But you know, deep down in those fearful blue eyes, she wants your help as much as she wants to run away from it.

"And we're gonna break you out of that curse," you say to her.

You're no expert on the laws of space-time, but it doesn't take a scientist to realize that you're in a different Hawkins reality. And knowing there are countless outcomes and experiences for existence, you can make this reality your own.

Which means, if you choose to stay in this 'game', and play the cards correctly, the Eddie standing directly in front of you has a second chance at life.

Now’s your chance to fix it. And experience an altered timeline. You don't know how this is possible, but it is. And after all, the Rule of Probability states, "the probability of an impossible event is Zero."

“If you guys want to save everyone in Hawkins, including Eddie and Max, you guys have to do EXACTLY what I say do you understand?”

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[wintersoldierslover]

my fic recs masterlist

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Bucky Barnes:

all bucky barnes

headcanon  -  blurb  -  one-shot  -  series - two-parter

40s  -  The Winter Soldier  -  Avenger  -  TFATWS

dbf!bucky  -  brother’s bff  -  bff’s brother

neighbour  -  housewife reader

lumberjack  -  firefighter  -  bodyguard

priest bucky  -  college

football player  -  hockey player  -  boxer

professor  -  teacher  -  librarian/bookshop

coffee shop  -  soulmate  -  royal

other AUs  -  taboo

moodboard  -  deactivated:(

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Stranger Things characters:

all eddie munson  -  all steve harrington

eddie and steve (x reader)

billy hargrove  -  jason carver  -  mike wheeler

dmitri enzo antonov  -  jim hopper

robin buckley  -  nancy wheeler

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Outer Banks Characters:

all Rafe Cameron

all JJ Maybank

Rafe Cameron and JJ Maybank (x reader)

Pope Heyward  -  Topper Thorton

John B.  -  Sarah Cameron

Kiara Carrera

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Marvel characters:

Wanda Maximoff  -  Kate Bishop

Natasha Romanoff  -  Yelena Belova

Peter Parker  -  Pietro Maximoff

Steve Rogers  -  Stephen Strange

Frank Castle  -  Matt Murdock 

Moon knight  -  Steven Grant

Joaqín Torres - Clint Barton

Loki Laufeyson  -  Druig

Eddie Brock  -  Miles Morales

Miguel O’hara  -  Hobie Brown

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Harry Potter characters:

Sirius Black  -  Remus Lupin 

James Potter  -  Poly!Marauders

Lily potter  -  Cedric Diggory

George Weasley  -  Fred Weasley

Severus Snape  -  Tom Riddle

Draco Malfoy

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Avatar (James Cameron) charachters:

neteyam  -  aonung  -  lo’ak

rotxo  -  kiri  -  spider

jake sully  -  neytiri  -  tsu’tey

tonowari  -  ronal  -  colonel quaritch

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Top Gun chracters:

Fanboy  -  Hangman  -  Rooster  -  Bob

Iceman

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Wednesday characters:

Xavier Thorpe  -  Ajax Petropolus

Wednesday Addams  -  Divina

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Bridgerton characters:

Anthony Bridgerton  -  Benedict Bridgerton

Colin Bridgerton

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Criminal Minds characters:

Spencer Reid  -  Aaron Hotchner

Derek Morgan

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The Last of Us characters:

Joel Miller  -  Ellie Williams

Abby Anderson

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The Devil All The Time characters:

Tommy Matson  -  Lee Bodecker

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Uncharted characters:

Nate Drake  -  Sam Drake

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Euphoria characters:

Elliot (Euphoria)  -  Fezco

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On My Block characters:

Mario Martinez  -  Oscar Diaz

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Modern Family characters:

Luke Dunphy  -  Alex Dunphy

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Ted Lasso:

Roy Kent  -  Jamie Tartt

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NHL players:

Matthew Ktachuk  -  Trevor Zegras

Nolan Patrick  -  Tyler Seguin

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Actors:

Sebastian Stan  -  Joseph Quinn

Jamie Campbell Bower  -  Danny Ramirez

Drew Starkey  -  Rudy Pankow

Ben Hardy  -  Bella Ramsey

Jenna Ortega

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Miscellaneous characters:

Eli ‘Hawk’ Moskowitz  -  Marcus Baker

Rodrick Heffley  -  Hunter Sylvester

Lloyd Hansen  -  Ari Levinson

Nick Fowler  -  Tangerine

Rhett Abbott  -  Hayden ‘Harvard Hottie’

Colin (Not Okay)  -  Min Ho (Xo, Kitty)

Ash (No Exit)  -  James Maguire (Derry Girls)

Jake Peralta  -  Nick Miller  -  Brian O’conner

Anakin Skywalker  -  Bruno Madrigal

Tadashi Hamada  -  Kakashi Hatake

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Miscellaneous real people:

Billie Eilish  -  AEW Hook

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*Updated whenever there’s a new character <3

[falloutjuli]

Back on my shitposting Bullshit. This posts theme is something I had already done on my older writing blog and I always love making headcanons so here it is for JJBA. (Jodio not included yet)

 Feel free to drop in my ask box if you miss any character and wanna hear what I think or for literally anything else. (Please remeber to not send in too many charcters, Ill set the limit for now at 6)

Anyways, I hope yall get a kick out of my funky ideas. 

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1-8 JoJo’s x Reader - Playing Animal Crossing Together

Wordcount:

Short summary: My personal headcanons on the JoJo’s playing Animal Crossing with references to you and their friends.

Warnings: None. Only wholesomeness here., except for Joseph srynotsry

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Jonathan:

Loves it, huge fan of the tiny wholesome animal game.

Speedwagon showed it to him, knowing Jonathan would love it.

Jonathan puts a big effort into keeping his island pretty, villagers happy, filling the museum, sending gifts and letters to his friends and you.

Most wholesome player you'll ever encounter, that happily trades anything he has.

Loves to buy furniture and clothing for you to surprise you with it.

 🌟

Joseph:

Wasn’t that big into it until he discovered the custom pattern function.

Now he's a menace, using loads of cursed patterns to paint his island in and give his villagers ugly shirts.

His own character wears a "Pussy Master" shirt.

Will visit Caesar’s and your island just to mess with you and gift your villagers ugly clothing and furniture.

Avid time skipper.

Biggest troll you two know and yet you love him.

  🌟

Jotaro:

Not interested, didn't know what it was until he saw you having fun with it.

He asked Kakyoin what the game is, and he happily showed Jotaro.

Jotaro eventually surprises you with a friend request on your switch.

He doesn't do much around his island, just places some stuff here and there.

Is absolutely obsessed over aquatic Villagers and filling the fish part of the museum to take pictures there with you.

  🌟

Josuke:

Organized Town, pretty layout, casual player that takes his time to slowly work towards everything.

Will make his house gaming themed.

One part of the island is dedicated to recreating the cafe and fill it with references to you and his other friends.

Eager to get his friendship up with all his villagers, loves to give them gift and talks to them daily.

Loves the Nookmile tickets/ Kapp'n trips and goes on them whenever he can.

  🌟

Giorno:

Froggy Chair obsessed.

Owns the Sanrio Amiibo cards and decorates with it.

Also has all the villager amiibo cards and everyone is welcome to borrow them to get their favorites on their respective islands.

Loves the museum and eagerly works on filling it, gifting anything he already has to you.

Cute natural island theme with loads of plants and occasional duplicated statues spread around.

Made a cute park for you that has lots of hybrid flowers and cutesy furniture.

Loves all villagers, but his favorites are the frogs.

  🌟

Jolyne:

Surprisingly organized in a sense?

Like you, Ermes, FF and her share a group chat where everyone posts their newest decoration updates, what villagers moved in and might move out, turnip prices.

You trade furniture for the catalog and help each other's museum, teamwork makes the dream work.

Loads of pictures of you four hanging out in the coffeeshop.

One room in her house is dedicated to you and filled with references to your relationship.

Anasui is banned from all islands, and you designed a custom pattern with his face and a red X on it that all of you have next to your airport.

  🌟

Johnny:

Johnny wasn't big into it at first and then got completely hooked.

Only Horse and Mouse villagers.

Western themed all the way. Kentucky state flag as his island flag.

Loves Gyroids and has multiple in each room.

Gyro and he trade furniture and ignore the museum completely. They are only interested in decorating their homes and island to have it perfect.

Made it big with turnips but refuses to explain to Gyro how it works.

  🌟

Gappy:

Was confused at first why you liked the game so much.

Yasuho and you made him his sailor outfit and buy him some furniture to start him up with.

You two explain the whole concept roughly to him and then let him play.

You never expected him to figure it out super quickly and making loads of money with turnips.

His house was upgraded faster than yours and Yasuho’s, he began making his own custom paths, made an orchard on his island.

He quickly takes a huge liking to the game and loves everything about it.

He leaves the island largely as it is, the only stuff he really decorates are his house, the orchard (reminiscent of the Higashikata one) and the little area with his villagers.

The rooms in his house are all dedicated to a person that he then decorates accordingly to. (You, Yasuho, Holly, the Higashikata Family etc)

[brainddeadd]

Meet The Characters

Joseph Woll x Yn Hamilton

Lewis Hamilton x sister!reader, Lando Norris x platonic!reader, Charles Leclerc x platonic!reader, Yuki Tsunoda x platonic!reader, Jamie Flatters x platonic!reader, Matt Rempe x platonic!reader, Jack Champion x platonic!reader, other f1 grid members x platonic!reader

series masterlist

Yn Hamilton

Date of Birth: 13th August 2000

Height: 5'2"

Profession: Actress

Famous Role: Avatar: The Way of Water

Family: Younger sister of Formula 1 World Champion Lewis Hamilton

Joseph Woll

Date of Birth: July 12, 1998

Height: 6'3"

Profession: Professional hockey player (Goaltender)

Team: Toronto Maple Leafs (NHL)

Lewis Hamilton

Date of Birth: January 7, 1985

Height: 5'9"

Profession: Formula 1 driver

Achievements: Seven-time World Champion in Formula 1 (it's 8)

Family: Older brother of Yn Hamilton, protective of her

Lando Norris

Date of Birth: November 13, 1999

Height: 5'7"

Profession: Formula 1 driver

Team: McLaren F1 Team

Matt Rempe

Date of Birth: February 22, 2002

Height: 6'8"

Profession: Professional hockey player (Forward)

Team: New York Rangers prospect, AHL player

Yuki Tsunoda

Date of Birth: May 11, 2000

Height: 5'2"

Profession: Formula 1 driver

Team: Scuderia AlphaTauri

Jack Champion

Date of Birth: November 16, 2004

Height: 5'10"

Profession: Actor

Famous Role: Avatar: The Way of Water

Charles Leclerc

Date of Birth: October 16, 1997

Height: 5'10"

Profession: Formula 1 driver

Team: Scuderia Ferrari

Jamie Flatters

Date of Birth: July 7, 2000

Height: 6'0"

Profession: Actor

Famous Role: Avatar: The Way of Water

[danopdf]

The Cutting Edge [Joe Liebgott/David Webster] - chapter 1

chapter 1 - lace up!

pairing: joseph liebgott x david webster, [hockey player x figure skater au]

The Cutting Edge (1992 film) Rewrite

word count: 3149

summary: Stuck-up figure skater David Webster has his gold medal stolen from him in the '88 Olympics due to a horrible skating partner. Looking for redemption and a new skate partner who can keep up with his attitude and drive. Enter the man David had a horrible run-in with at the previous competition ex-Olympic hockey player Joseph Liebgott and David's new skate partner. The duo reluctantly teams up to compete at the 1992 Olympics, and win the gold they were both denied. But can Joe deal with David's attitude? and can David break through Joes' icy exterior, to get the best program out of both of them?

warnings: swearing, lots of swearing, some injury (non-graphic), sad liebgott, implications of sex

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a/n: welcome welcome! This is my first ever character/character fic ever, and I am cross-posting on my ao3 @/danopdf!

This is basically a re-write of the 1992 film 'The Cutting Edge' with some more scenes I'm adding and, mayhaps some smut later on. I hope you enjoy, feedback is always appreciated <3

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Calgary - 1988

The first sound Joe heard wasn’t his alarm.

It was the sound of the wrinkled hotel sheets shifting as the figure next to him rolled over, a heavy arm swinging over his waist.

The second sound Joe heard was the gravelly voice behind him croaking out, “Good morning.” in the heavy German accent he remembered from last night. Joe ignored the voice and shifted to reach for his watch resting on the nightstand next to him. Wiping the sleep from his eyes, he flipped the watch, expecting the time to be just a few minutes before the alarm he set last night.

“It’s 1 o’clock.” His eyes widened, “JESUS CHRIST IT’S 1 O’CLOCK, I’VE GOT A GAME!” Joe lept from the bed throwing the covers off of himself and onto the shaggy-haired blonde next to him. Bending down to grab his pants, and socks scattered around his hotel room, he yelled out, “WHAT HAPPENED TO THE ALARM? I TOLD YOU TO SET THE ALARM, I’M SUPPOSED TO BE ON THE ICE!”. Quickly as he could Joe tossed on his clothes, belt clattering as he grabbed his hockey jersey from the lounge chair, and rushed off to the small bathroom to brush his teeth.

“Nein alarm. You said "Nein alarm!” the figure from beneath the sheets, sat up blankets falling off his chest. Joe stuck his head out of the bathroom door, toothbrush hanging from the side of his mouth.

“Yes, nine alarm!!”

“Is it a mistake?”

“No, no mistake-” he said harshly, running from the bathroom, “badge, hat-” Joe ran around the room grabbing items from his mental list, “no mistake, I’m just about four hours late for the goddamn Olympics here Conrad!”

“Conrad?” Joe quickly finger-combed his hair before tossing on his jersey and backward ‘Team USA’ hat.

“I don’t believe this” Joe shoved his battered sneakers on barely tying them.

“Conrad?!” The young man screeched out from the bed,

“Christoph?” Joe threw out, gathering his pads and skate pants, and tossing them into his hockey bag.

“CHRISTOPH?” an even more appalled yell came from the blonde. Joe grabbed his sticks from next to the door, pausing to hike his bag over his shoulder.

“Christian?” He genuinely wondered.

The man scoffed, folding his arms, “Callan!”

“Callan! Right! Listen,” Joe reached for the door, yanking it open, “I’ll see you later, thanks for the great night!” Shooting the curly blonde a wide smile, he rushed out the door, barely escaping the wrath of the hotel pillow thrown at him.

– – – – – – – – – – – –

David was gliding across the rink. Hearing nothing but the sound of skates against the ice and the duo's song over the loudspeakers flooding the arena.

Feeling the hands of his partner fall around his hips, and move towards his outstretched arm.

Clasping his partner's hands in his own, David let himself be swung back and over his partner's shoulders, suspended above the ice, David locked his arms and splayed his legs out straight to the sides, keeping his eyes locked ahead as his partner began to spin them across the ice.

After the spins, David could feel his partner's arms begin to quiver. He bent his elbows, the queue to slowly lower him into the next set of moves. As he was being lowered David’s partner, Michael fumbled him. His left leg getting caught behind Michael's shoulder, David let out a grunt as he unceremoniously stumbled down onto the ice.

“This is the Olympics David, 30 million people just called their families in from the kitchen to watch the replay!” David’s coach Rick yelled from his place on the sideline. “What do you think this is David? Junior Pairs ‘82?” He slammed his hands on the boards.

“No,” David skated his way closer to Rick leaving Michael stranded in the middle of the rink surrounded by the other pairs getting their final practices in, “as I recall in ‘82 you were still humiliating me in private!”

“Maybe that’s because you were still listening,” Rick growled out.

“Well if I’m going deaf, it’s because I’ve had you SCREAMING in my ear for the last 9 years!” David yelled, anger bubbling up in his stomach, “He’s not giving me anything to work with!” He gestured to Michael standing behind him, his hands on his waist, head pointed up, eyes rolling at David’s theatrics.

“Rick, this is impossible! I can’t work with him!” Michael yelled.

Rick leaned over the side of the half wall separating the ice from the judges' table and press area, “David. I wanna see your ass, in the goddamn air!!” he hollered pointing high towards the rafters, the sounds of the contestants and the scattered observers in the audience gasping filled the silence following his outburst.

David skated right up to Rick's red, angry face.

“Well, until Hercules here learns how to lock. His. Grip. This will have to do.” David smirked, pushing off his right foot he began to skate away, getting a few paces away before flipping up the back edge of his long performance shirt, showing off his ass in his tight leotards. The sounds of the other contestants and audience members now laughing, filled the arena, followed by the dozens of quick clicks and flashes going off from the press cameras that filled one corner of the blocked-off viewing area.

David skated right across the ice, holding the back of his uniform up the whole way, until he stepped off the ice and right onto the rubber walkway towards the changeroom.

“David!”

Oh good. David thought, turning towards the commanding voice of his father.

“This needs to stop. You need to go right back out there and apologize to Rick,” His father got right up close to David, long brown coat and overly expensive scarf swinging with each powerful step towards him, “he has put in too much work. He’s the one that got us here.” His father pointed a finger directly in David's sweaty face.

“Oh yeah, how kind of him to let us tag along.” David sighed sarcastically, bending one leg behind him to put his skate guard on, before doing the same with his other.

“David Kenyon Webster. You will go back out there, and you will apologize and you will get. To. Work.” His father seethed.

David sighed, damp curls falling in front of his eyes, “I wouldn’t bet on it Dad.” wiping his forehead, and beginning to walk off, plastic skate guards clicking against the floor.

“David! Where are you going?”

Without looking over his shoulder David yelled back, “I’ll be in my cell!”

– – – – – – – – – – – –

Joe was booking it down the sidewalks of the Olympic Village as fast as he possibly could, rushing right past the crowded entrance to the Olympic arena, towards the underground parking and athlete’s entrance.

Badge jumping off his chest, Joe ran right past the guard booth at the bottom of the parking ramp.

“Hey, son! What’s your name!” The man asked, stepping out of the booth, clipboard in hand.

“Liebgott! USA men's hockey!” He hollered, not stopping his sprint,

“Hell son, they’re just about to start!”

Joe practically ran into the doors with the words ‘ATHLETE’S ENTRANCE. OLYMPIANS AND COACHES ONLY’ plastered on the front. Ripping the door open, and rushing down the twisting hallways towards his team's changeroom.

Bursting through the red arena doors Joe finally entered the hallway lined with banners in the colours of the Olympic rings, the US national anthem sounding over the speakers in the rink loud enough for him to hear over the sound of his rapid heartbeat and his skates clacking together over his shoulder.

Quickly running around a corner, Joe came to a complete halt. Running directly into someone, their skates falling off their shoulder and onto the ground below them. It was a miracle Joe managed to stay standing.

Half walking, half checking over the man he had run into, Joe grabbed the skates off the ground, “Does this hallway go up to the ice?”

Handing the skates over to the shocked man still sitting on the ground, he took note of the Team USA Olympic jacket he had on, as well as the thick pin-decorated sweatband he had pushing the curls up and away from his face.

“Wh- what?” The man stuttered out.

“Does this go up to the ice!” Joe asked again.

“‘Does this go up to the ice?’ Is that all you have to say? Wh-what were you raised in, a barn?” The man on the floor swung his arms out.

Joe looked at him shocked at the utter audacity the young man on the floor had. Did he not hear what the fuck I just asked? What an asshole.

“Yeah, that’s the way to the ice asshole.”

“Yeah, thanks. And listen, Sweetheart,” Joe leaned right down into the fallen man's face, “Where I come from, we stand for the national anthem.” Clapping him harshly on the shoulder Joe gave the man one last glare before running down the hall towards the ice. Leaving David to push himself off the ground with a scoff, walking down the hall Joe had just come from, and pushing his way out the doors into the bright afternoon. Beginning to make his way back to the main hotel, the last bars of the national anthem fading with the loud ‘bang!’ of the doors behind him.

– – – – – – – – – – – –

It’s just him and the puck out on that ice.

Everything else just fades away once his skates are laced and his gloves are on, the sound of the crowd fading into his heartbeat.

“Ladies and gentlemen, if you’re just now joining us from the men's cross-country skiing, you are currently watching the men's hockey teams USA vs Germany, where Germany is currently leading by one point in the final period.”

Skating forwards Joe reached his stick out in front of him, sneaking the puck out from the opposing hockey player's grip. Quickly cradling it in his stick he turned hard on his left foot, before taking off down the ice.

“Folks, are you seeing this? We’re in the final moments of the game here and Team USA all-star Joe Liebgott has stolen the puck from the German powerhouse Gerd Truntschka and has taken off down the ice!”

Left, right. Left, right. Stick movement, don’t forget to keep the puck moving.

There was nobody but the goalie between him and the net. Nobody between him and getting to that next round, between him and getting to that gold medal game. All he has to do is swing back and-

“Ladies and Gentleman he shoots, and he scores! Right at the buzzer and the crowd is going wild!”

Joe let out a cheer, skating around the back of the net, stuck in the air, the sound of the crowd invading his hearing. Joe could see his teammates skating towards him, arms spread wide, waiting to lift him in the-

CRACK

Joe felt himself come to a sudden stop. Not in the same way as earlier when he ran into the cute skater in their dumb sweatband with the skate and shark pin on it.

No, this one was like being checked into the boards by a ton of bricks.

And then another.

And then his helmet came off.

And then another.

And then he hit the ice.

And finally another. This time the sharp blade of the skate cut his cheek, warm blood falling down the side of his face, past the curve of his ringing ear, and onto the ice beneath him.

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Well we haven’t face-planted, and we’re keeping time. Great, this is going great.

Were the only thoughts going through David’s head as he was trying to keep pace with the erratic music pumping through the speakers of the arena.

David and Michael were gliding across the ice, perfectly in time with each other, letting the rhythm flow through them and guiding their bodies through the motions they had gone through dozens of times.

“Team USA duo David Webster and Michael Brown have been flying through this competition, and are currently looking to score that gold medal, and seem to be the team to beat at today’s competition.”

They took the final turn before getting to the straightaway where their big finishing move would be coming up.

David looked towards Michael as he slid up behind him,

Don’t you dare fucking drop me. David glared at him, to which Michael rolled his eyes, and shifted their hands to lock together. David let himself be swung back and over his partner's shoulders, suspended above the ice, David locked his arms and flared his legs out straight to the sides, keeping his eyes locked ahead as his partner began to spin them across the ice.

One spin. Two spins. Thre-.

On the third spin down the ice Michael's arms shook and began to give out. David wavered, clasping Michael's hands even tighter in his own, trying to lock his arms and steady them both, they could take a hit on the ‘technical points’ section, but falling is something they couldn’t come back from.

On the final spin is when Michael's arms finally give and David goes tumbling down, legs swinging over Michael's shoulder and leading David ass over tea kettle to fall on the ice.

The first thing that hit the ice was David’s shoulder with a loud smack.

The second thing to hit the ice was David's head, wacking against the cold surface of the area, his vision going black for a quick moment on impact.

David raised his head, seeing Michael skate to a stop a few feet from David, completely unharmed and glaring at him.

David’s vision was swimming with flashes of white, turning his head to the sideline, he brought his hand up to cover his eyes from the flashes of the press section’s cameras. The sound of the shutters overwhelmed his ears.

His head swam as he looked for a hand up, eyes landing on the figure of Rick standing by the judges’ table, arms crossed in front of him, shaking his head at David, the vein in his neck bulging with anger.

Well fuck. There goes that dream.

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Beeeep. Beeeeeep. Beee- click.

“Joe? Honey, is that you?” The comforting accent of his mother flooded the payphone receiver.

“Yeah Ma, it’s me.” He sighed, resting his arm across the top of the payphone box, just off the main lobby of the Village hotel.

“Oh thank God you’re alright honey- Everybody it’s Joe! He says he’s alright!” His mother pulled away from the phone, yelling further into the house where, Joe assumed, every person in the neighborhood was crowded around the TV watching the game. A chorus of cheers and yells of his name came dully through the receiver. “Joey, let me tell you, when we saw you score that goal we were all so proud of you, but then those mean players from that other team came and put you right up against those boards and my heart just about dropped out of my toes, and when you were just laying there on the ice,” His mother cut herself off, sniffling Joe could hear her put the phone to her chest and take a breath.

“Ma, I’m alright. I promise I’m okay.” He comforted through the phone, “And hey listen, I was thinking. Um,” he shuffled in place fiddling with the edge of his team jacket, “I was thinking of coming home for a while. Ya know come visit everybody, maybe pick up some extra work at the cab company again.”

There was silence for a moment on the other end of the phone.

“What happened Joseph?” Joseph. God, his mother only called him that when she wanted answers, and he wouldn’t budge.

“Ma I saw the doctor after the game and, and it’s not good.” Joe felt tears begin to well up in his eyes. “He said when I got hit, I um I got my head knocked pretty bad and I- I lost 18 degrees of my referral vision in my right eye.” His mother gasped, as Joe took a heaving breath, turning in on himself even tighter, back facing the crowd going in and out of the hotel, “he- he said I’m not gonna be able to play hockey again. I asked about surgery and he said they can’t do it, my vision is too far gone, Ma I can’t play hockey for a professional team ever again.” Joe began to cry.

“Oh honey, I’m so sorry. God that’s horrible” His mother cooed, “You know you’re always welcome here but…” she trailed off.

“Jesus Ma. I- I just found out I’m out of a job, can’t see for shit outta one eye and you’re telling me I can’t come home?” Joe yelled out from behind bleary eyes, “Ma I just- I just don’t know what to do.” Joe wiped at his eyes, and swiped at his cheeks, trying to clear the tears streaming down his face.

“Joseph, you know that you are always welcome in this house. It doesn’t matter how old you are. But what I’m saying is, you should take your time, come home for a few days, and be sad but don’t let this take over your whole life. I know that you loved hockey more than anything in the whole world, but maybe this is a sign that you need to take a step back and try something new! Get away from the hustle and bustle of the Olympian life in ‘Frisco, maybe call George and his partner in Philly, they’re always asking you to come visit, and have been offering you that job at the bar for months now! Maybe now is the time to figure out who you are outside of hockey Joey.” His mother finished, taking a deep breath into the phone.

“Yeah.” Joe sighed, “Yeah maybe you’re right Ma. I’ll give George and Toye a call, and see if that job’s still up for grabs.” Joe took a steadying breath, and straightened himself, pinching the phone between his shoulder and cheek, using one hand to pull his hat off and the other to comb his fingers through his hair.

“That’s it, honey. Now go grab your stuff and hop on over to that airport, I’ll be waiting at the gate for ya’.” She smiled warmly through the phone, Joe could hear it in her voice.

“Alright, Ma. I’ll see you soon.” They said their goodbyes and Joe hung up the phone the quarter he pushed in making a clunking noise as it finally fell through, a wave of relief washing over him.

Joe turned and began to stalk back to the elevator, not even sparing a glance at the brunet in the sweatband standing at the front desk, ice pack held to the side of his head, trying to get the attention of the concierge.

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Birthdays 9.18

Beer Birthdays

Louis X, Duke of Bavaria (1495)

Henry Stuart Rich (1841)

Elmer Hemrich (1890)

Don Barkley

Paddy Giffen (1950)

Jeff Lebusch (1957)

Five Favorite Birthdays

John Berger; art critic, writer, artist (1926)

June Foray; voice actor (1917)

Leon Foucault; French physicist (1819)

Tim McInnerny; English comedian, actor (1956)

Jonny Quest; cartoon character (1964)

Famous Birthdays

Eddie "Rochester" Anderson; actor (1905)

Lance Armstrong; cyclist (1971)

Frankie Avalon; pop singer (1939)

Lord Berners; English composer (1883)

Robert Blake; actor (1933)

Rossano Brazzi; actor (1916)

Jimmy Brogan; comedian (1948)

Joanne Catherall; pop singer (1962)

Kiki Daire; porn actor (1976)

Agnes de Mille; dancer, choreographer (1905)

Debbi Fields; cookie-maker (1956)

Tara Fitzgerald; English actor (1967)

Michael Franks; jazz musician (1944)

James Gandolfini; actor (1961)

Greta Garbo; Swedish actor (1905)

Bud Greenspan; sports journalist, filmmaker (1926)

Keeley Hazell; English model, actor (1986)

Samuel Johnson; English writer (1709)

Joe Kubert; comic book artist (1926)

Kerry Livgren; rock guitarist, keyboardist (1949)

James Marsden; actor (1973)

Elmer Henry Maytag; appliance manufacturer, cheesemaker (1883)

Jada Pinkett; actor (1971)

Dee Dee Ramone; rock bassist (1952)

Jimmie Rodgers; country singer (1933)

Ronaldo; Brazilian soccer player (1976)

Joseph Story; U.S. Supreme Court justice (1779)

Jason Sudeikis; comedian, actor (1975)

Aisha Tyler; actor, comedian (1970)

Jack Warden; actor (1920)

Fred Willard; comedian, actor (1939)

[scarlet--wiccan]

Al Ewing is writing the “resurrection of magneto”, would you want to see the maximoffs featured in that or no? Presumably Wanda will be involved at least tangentially if magneto goes through the waiting room, but they could also do more (or less, I guess).

I feel like not bringing his kids into it would feel strange at this point since Polaris’s last recent appearance was skipping the gala to grieve him, pietro is currently in an x book, and sw’s current arc is pretty focused on Joseph and by extension magneto. It feels like they’re intentionally building towards a reunion (though I’m not going in with any expectations of a retcon)

From Marvel Entertainment on Twitter:

Magneto returns for the X-Men's darkest hour in 'Resurrection of Magneto'! Next year, Al Ewing and Luciano Vecchio bring Magneto home to the X-Men. Learn more at #MarvelNYCC.

This is just a teaser-- an actual announcement will be made at NYCC, which isn't until October, so we don't know much about the series yet. It's slated for January next year, so we've got a ways to go.

I do agree with you. At the time of his death, Magneto's relationships with his children-- biological or otherwise-- were better than they had been in many years. That's a pretty low bar to cross, but still, it would very strange if his surviving family was not included in some way. Do you remember how weirdly uninvolved most of Wanda's family was in Trial-- including Magneto himself, even though the book was named after him? Well, I have a lot more faith in Ewing than I do Williams.

Since this is also the same writer who handled Magneto's entire arc leading up to his death, I expect great narrative and character integrity for his resurrection. However, I wouldn't be surprised if this series turns out to be more of a continuation of X-Men Red than anything else, in which case Magneto's return will probably have more to do with Arakko than Krakoa or the Waiting Room. So if Lorna or the twins are present, they probably won't be major players.

At this point, it feels like everybody's just forgotten about the Waiting Room, or any of the other improvements that Wanda made to Krakoan resurrection. The writers have done literally nothing with it since Trial-- poor Northstar never even got his baby back. It was the same thing Jean's Phoenix Foundation, even the fallout from Sins of Sinister. Anytime they do something that should change the status quo with resurrection, they just drop it almost immediately.

Of course, we also have no idea, yet, what the state of mutantkind is going to look like four months from now. At the moment, Krakoan resurrection is off the table and we don't know if the Five will be back by then. If they do get the system back up and running, then, yeah, they can absolutely use the Waiting Room to pull a backup of Magneto from the past. They only reason they haven't is because it would have disrespected his wishes.

I've been kinda playing with the idea that Wanda could use the Waiting Room herself to resurrect the confirmed dead mutants from the Gala, and that's how we get new X-Men elects back early.

[madelynraemunson]

Player Zero (mini series)

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴛᴀQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ᴄʜᴏᴏꜱᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜ — ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀ ᴛʜɪɴɢꜱ ꜱᴜᴘᴇʀ ꜰᴀɴ — ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇꜱᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪʀᴛᴜᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ (ᴠʀ) ɢᴀᴍᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴀꜱ ᴠᴇɢᴀꜱ ꜱᴘʜᴇʀᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴏᴍᴇʜᴏᴡ ꜰɪɴᴅ ʏᴏᴜʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀᴄᴛᴜᴀʟ ꜱʜᴏᴡ.

pairing: eddie munson x reader x joseph quinn

disclaimers: 18+, psychological thriller, blood, violence, sexual themes, reader interacts with the st characters, eddie falls for reader who goes by “zero/000, player zero”, reader’s gender identity isn’t specified but does have a vagina, unintentional plot divergence, upside down exists, vecna/001/henry exists, everything is basically canon until reader shows up… 😳, joseph quinn cameo at the end

LEVEL 001 🔐 | LEVEL 002 🔐 | LEVEL 003 🔐 | EPILOGUE 🔐

THERE’S SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG WITH THE GAME…

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[taruth3mighty]

Doodle World x Undertale

I wanted to just spit out a bunch of Undertale Soundtracks that fit certain characters or just areas where I believe will come up later. In no particular order. CORE. Which I believe could totally fit the style of DoodleCo City. It's literally an entire city built by DoodleCo and it's our final destination. CORE is the final area of Undertale so it fits in my opinion. Undertale (The Soundtrack) I can most definitely see this being played if we ever get an extensive look into Quincy's home and how it feels like. Considering how DoodleCo City is likely where he lives, I can see this playing in the background as we explore the place. The Choice Wouldn't it be fun to see Mister Riffraff talk to us at the end of the game, talking about our choice that we're about to make. Since keep in mind, we're still collecting these keys, we don't know why our Player character is still collecting the keys. To collect and get the large amount of money? To keep it all safe from the clutches of evil? To simply have it around? We don't know and that is a choice we have to make. Alphys I can see this being Portia's theme if hers ever got replaced, it's so nerdy yet means well. It also has that hint of darkness behind it, just like Alphys, considering her whole mom thing it fits with that. Oh! One True Love Okay this one is more of a joke but it's funny to imagine, just think of Mister Riffraff showing up in a dress like Mettaton does since he totally would. Barrier I feel like this would be a fitting theme to play once we meet Charles and see the two seals that holds the two sides of Somniere. Small Shock Again, another Asgore related theme that I feel works for Charles. Charles is essentially going to be the final boss from what I can tell. I've already made a Charles fic that references him as Asgore. Speaking of which... Bergentrückung & ASGORE These fit a final boss so well, especially a grieving being that cannot turn back his mistake and can only see his actions through the end. That what I feel like would be Charles' vibes. Though I could totally become wrong. Your Best Friend, Your Best Nightmare and literally all Flowey related tracks. They totally fit Joseph in my opinion. Joseph quite literally breaks the fourth wall just as Flowey does at one point. And he knows way more than he should. They are both always smiling and give off that friendly-yet-eerie vibe. And I believe that Joseph will backstab Charles like Flowey did to Asgore. But let's go into specific detail. You Idiot Literally would play as Joseph stabs Charles in the back as he takes the keys DoodleCo had accumulated throughout the Key Hunt. Being overly cocky and confident that no one can possibly put a stop to him, after all, they had to get through Charles and they were all too weak to stop him. Then of course, Your Best Nightmares plays. Don't Give Up All of the friends and people you've helped throughout your journey had finally arrived just in the nick of time to help out. Cheering you on as you become more and more determined to stop the man behind the slaughter. It all accumulates into a battle against him. Hopes and Dreams Everything has led up to this moment... Where you face the one once sealed away. Somniere. Everyone's hopes. Everyone's dreams all culminating in this very moment. Either whether or not you beat it or catch it. You will make sure this cycle of misery ends in this very fight. Everyone was relying on you, trusting you, and cheering you on. You were going to put a permanent stop to this dormant war. Reunited I've already made a fic about this, but I like to think that after you beat Somniere, whether you catch or knock it out. You leave the place where it was sealed away and walk out to your friends rushing in and just all making sure everyone's alright. Just a happy ending for everyone.

[otakusparkle]

Identity V Announcement

Thanks giving event

Reprinted and come back

3 events will came back as well as their bonuses

- Shadow race

- Tarot

- Dodge ball

Some Costume will came back too, as well as chase music, emotes, graffiti, standby motion

Game system optimization

1. Optimize daily free character system

2. Added favorite function for graffiti icons and icon frames

3. Added a permanent rejection function when a friend request arrives

4. Optimization of friendship gift receiving screen

5. Added simultaneous matching function for both sides

6. 130 max persona points (both factions)

Players with 120 persona points will automatically gain 130 after the update

7. New persona and talent for both factions

New Survivor release

Composer (Fredrick) will be released in Season 24

New season release

Season 24 Essence 1 Costume list

S-Tier

- Composer (Fredrick)

A-Tier

- Embalmer (Aesop Carl)

- Dream Witch (Yidhra)

New Rank Essence Release

Season 24 Rank Essence list

S-Tier

Wu Chang (Xie Bi'an/Fan Wujiu)

A-tier

Embalmer (Aesop Carl)

Little Girl (Memory)

Season 24 Logic path Costume

A-tier costume of Breaking Wheel (Polun)

Deduction star 2022 Costume Release

Survivor

- Painter (Edgar Valden)

- Female Dancer (Margaretha Zelle)

- Little Girl (Memory)

Hunter

- Naiad (Grace)

Nymph Award 2022 (S-Tier)

Geisha (Michiko) and Perfumer (Vera Nair)

Christmas event

A-tier

Evil Reptilian (Luchino Diruse)

B-Tier

Photographer (Joseph Desaulnier)

Entomologist (Melly Plinius)

Identity V New Collaboration Release

Identity V x Kamaty Moon (Part 1) In-game costume (A-Tier)

Bloody Queen (Mary)

Toy Merchant (Anne Lester)

New Pet release

The chiper machine bot

You can earn him for free in the events!

Maps adjustment

Other

- Lucky Guy will get S-Tier Costume in Event Shop (Spyglass)

- Identity V x Bungou Stray Dogs part 2 will be implemented at February 2023

Yep that's all of it~

[tired-writer-in-progress]

Joestars play Project Sekai

This is such a bullshit idea I wondered upon, but hey! At least it means I can write some headcannons!

I'm only doing up to part 4 because that's where I'm caught up to right now.

Jonathan:

-He has never played rhythm games before, so it takes him a while to get used to the mechanics. Once he does get them, he's not that bad!

-He usually plays in normal, rare occassions he feels like going on hard mode. He didn't get too far on expert mode, haha... Also, he doesn't like the flick notes at all, they usually make him lose his combo. He is pretty good and hitting the gold notes though!

-Full combos are a 50/50. Depends if he can hit those damn flick notes. His luck in pulls is not that great, he gets min rolls most of the time.

-His favourite Virtual Singer is KAITO because he's blue, his fave version will always be WXS KAITO because he thinks he's cool.

-Also! His favourite group is Wonderland X Showtime, his favourite character is Emu because she's so bright and full of life. But Nene reminds him of Erina a lot.

Joseph:

-A tryhard at his best. He never played a rhythm, and he sucks at them.

-Only plays on normal difficulty, and Caesar makes fun of him for it.

-Rarely full combos, but to make up for it, his luck in pulling is top notch. Man owns more than half of the four stars there is in the game.

-His favourite Virtual Singer is Luka. Her Leo/Need self reminds her of grandma Erina.

-Speaking of Leo/Need, they're his favourite group!

Jotaro:

-He only started playing because Kakyoin and Polnareff recommended it to him. He plays at least an hour everyday.

-Hard and expert player. He doesn't go on master because that's the big gun and he is not ready yet.

-Full combos are easy for him, the trick is him getting all perfects. Blame the flick notes. His luck in pulling is shit though. He only has five four stars. And they're characters he doesn't like.

-Fave Virtual Singer? MEIKO without a doubt. He thinks she's the most down to earth vocaloid in their group.

-His favourite group is VBS, his favourite being Akito because he likes them bastards.

Josuke:

-Our gamer boy here is the mad master of Project Sekai. He may have like a year in that thing.

-Master difficulty. Come on, he doesn't play nicd with these games.

-Full combos and All Perfects are easy for him. His luck in pulling is also nice, too. He may not have all the four stars, but he gets the ones he likes usually.

-He loves all the Virtual Singers equally! But if he had to choose, he'd pick the twins as his favourites. They remind him of Okuyasu and himself. Very nice, innit?

-For group, he has to go with Wonderlands X Showtime. Come on, he likes the goofy ones! Of course he'd pick them! Although he is a bit scared of Rui, but he's not real anyways, so no need to fear, Josuke!

[empalgepuk]

Cassa Ironbrooke, the main character of Untapped Memories.

At a first glance, he is similar to your typical 80's musclebound shonen MCs, but he acts far less hot-headed. He is more of a team player, often relying on his allies where his immense strength and lightning-fast reflexes fall short. His cool-headedness and quick wits make him an ideal leader for his peers, often helping them escape ugly situations with minimal consequences.

I modeled him after younger Joseph Joestar and Elan from Recettear. He fights somewhat like Captain America minus the shield throw while using either a blackjack or a dagger as his weapon.

Art by @suupakuu on Twitter/X

[gameguides]

Scott Pilgrim vs The World Cheat Codes PC/PS/XBOX

You can find all the cheats and unlock codes for Scott Pilgrim vs The World below. We have added all cheat codes for PC version, Playstation version and XBOX versions.

Scott Pilgrim vs The World Cheat Codes PC/PS/XBOX

Remember, these cheat codes need to be activated at the "Press Start button" screen or else they probably won't work.

Scott Pilgrim vs The World Cheat Codes PC/PS/XBOX Cheat Codes For Controller Here's a list of all the cheat codes you can activate using a PS/XBOX controller. All cheats must be input on the game's title screen to take effect. Excluding the Sound Check Level code (which must be input on the level select screen), and the Noble Sacrifice code (which must be input during gameplay) As a NeoStrayCat stated in the comments: "Extra Game Modes" already have Boss Rush, Survival Horror, Battle Royal, and Dodge Ball available from the start, So you don't need to input them but you can still do it if you want. NameCheat CodeEffectChange coins into animals.Up, Up, Down, Down, Up, Up, Up, UpAs the title says, turns coins into animalsAllow two players to select the same characterXbox - Down, RB, Up, LB, Y, B PS - Down, R1, Up, L1, Triangle, CircleBoth you and the other player can choose the same character (crazy right?)More bloodXbox - A, B, A, X, A, B, B PS - X, Circle, X, Square, X, Circle, CircleJust more bloodBoss RushXbox - Right, Right, B, RB, Right, Right, B, RB PS - Right, Right, Circle, R1, Right, Right, Circle, R1Unlocks Boss Rush modeSurvival HorrorDown, Up, Right, Down, Up, Right, Down, Up, Right, Right, RightUnlocks Survival Horror modeSound Check LevelXbox - LB, LB, LB, RB, RB, RB, LB, RB PS - L1, L1, L1, R1, R1, R1, L1, R1Unlocks Joseph's room (sound check) (Needs to be in Stage Select)Begin every level with Power of LoveXbox - X, X, X, A, B, Y PS - Square, Square, Square, X, Circle, TriangleStart every level with the Power of Love swordNoble Sacrifice (While in a level)Xbox - Hold A and tap Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, B PS - Hold X and tap Up, Up, Down, Down, Left, Right, Left, Right, CircleGives $50 at the cost of one life (selling your soul basically)Scott Pilgrim vs The World Cheat Codes PC/PS/XBOX Read the full article