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is anybody else obsessed with cameron geller and the CGCU or is it just me
#cameron geller#gonna mention some of my favs too!#jack hoffman#chase wood#justin case#(LOVE HIM SO MUCH)#robin banks#(need more of this duo)#gus lighter#(BEST NEW ADDITION)#emily wokerson#richard rider#max harm#just to name a few#cgcu#cameron geller cinematic universe
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i'm using this check AND mate. who are your favorite characters from total drama by generation and your top five from the cgcu? :3
alrighty but ima do the same bromigo: gen1: depends on my mood, but geoff or dj, i LOVED mean geoff, dj and duncan trio in s1 fr (s2 onwards however…heather,cody and noah my beloveds) gen2: jo and/or anne maria, they saved the season/hj gen3: shawn and beardo and scarlett and maybeeee the entire cast?(Except dave and sky and amy) (never including amy) (but in all seriousness what seriousness? Its jasmine, and shawn) gen 4: This is toughh, but either zee or mk (wayne too) rr: adversity twins and stepbros easy. my ultimate favorite(s) in the cgcu are: 1. Caleb Cantroast 2. Chase Wood 3.Glenn Treafuker 4. Jack Hoffman (the only like, sane character here i presume) 5.Max Harm (we love medical malpractice over here)
#total drama#Td shawn#td jasmine#td scarlett#td beardo#tdpi#Cgcu#Td jo#td anne maria#tdroti#td geoff#td dj#td zee#td mk#caleb cantroast#max harm#glenn treafuker#Jack hoffmen#chase wood#td heather#Td cody#td noah#Td wayne
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them
also here’s the og
#cameron geller cinematic universe#cgcu#robin banks#robin banks cgcu#max harm#max harm cgcu#max harm x robin banks#robin banks x max harm#maxbin#harmbanks#i love them a normal amount#unfortunately the discord is homophobic and hates this ship#/j#most of us are gay#cameron geller
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dude. dude. max harm
YES!!! Followers listen to this immediately
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Extended Parting
Synopsis: After being separated from you for so long, Childe finally finds you again.
Foul Legacy x Reader Pronouns: Gender Neutral (no pronouns mentioned) Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Comfort Warnings: Mentions of blood, physical injuries, fear, pain, crying, allusions to being attacked
Original Request by Anon: requesting requesting! beep bop beep bop ! more foul legacy × reader hurt/comfort, perhaps? :3
hear me out- in the format of a scenario; just pure comfort, reader is perhaps sent of to a dangerous mission/commission while childe is away doing his own thing. when he is going back home however, he stumbles across a group of fatui, taking the reader hostage & hurting them. foul legacy's reaction to his "allies" hurting the love of his life? and how he would take care of the reader after, assuming the reader got pretty severe injuries (even though they're not fetal).
Im a big sucker for this big boi getting all soft when the reader is hurt, and i wanna see more of him just holding the bleeding reader in his arms while trying to comfort them
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Two weeks, three days, seven hours, and eight minutes. That’s how long you’ve been apart, how long Childe has gone without being in your presence, and he’s hated every second of it. Important commission, hah! No commission could be so important that it took you away from him for this long- almost half a month! All of your other missions took you a week, tops, and even then he could barely handle it, missing you more and more as each day passed without a single word or letter. Of course, he admits, it’s not like Childe didn’t also have his own duties to attend to during this time, this extended parting. As usual, he was forced to store Ajax and Childe away, slipping on the mask of Tartaglia, the Eleventh Harbinger, and taking delight in violent diplomacy. But even fighting and bloodshed did little to satiate his longing for you; how much he wished to see your wonderful smile and that keen twinkle in your eyes, hear your lovely voice, cradle you in his arms and kiss your cheeks- Childe groans, burying his face in his hands. It makes him irritable, constantly yearning for you, and Foul Legacy is even worse. His Abyssal half is constantly clawing at the back of his mind, worrying his talons and whining as he asks why they haven’t seen you yet? Where are you? When will you be back? He wants cuddles something fierce, desperately seeking out the attention and affection you always give him only to find that you’re nowhere near. They’re both so lonely without you, only each other for company, and Childe has to physically bite his hand to prevent Legacy from simply snatching control of their body away and flying off to find you. With a sigh, the Harbinger wipes the blood from his blades, then his hands, and finally his face, ginger hair all wild and unruly. At the very least, today was when he would finally return home to Liyue. He never thought somewhere other than Morepesok could be considered home, but it turns out that “home” is wherever his heart is, and he gave it to you long ago to keep safe from everything that hurts.
Home… Childe’s mind drifts back to the house you both share, a small smile instinctively tugging at his lips. With a quiet snap of his fingers and a salute, his underlings are dismissed- they’ll be going back to the Fatui Headquarters in Snezhnaya. Childe, however, packs his supplies near the road back to the harbor city, waving the agents away, and the moment they’re out of sight his smile widens into a full-on grin, a delighted gleam in his azure eyes.
Even just thinking about you seems to bring out the best in him, Foul Legacy chirping happily in the back of his head when Childe reassures him that yes, they’ll be seeing you again soon. If you’re done with that horribly long commission of yours, that is, which he’s sure that you are- even the most arduous never take up to three weeks. Despite being exhausted, he finds a spring in his step, dust swirling as his boots land against the dirt path. You, you, you- he’s going to see you again, his beloved and most treasured. Childe almost glows with energetic joy as he jogs, as if he never fell into the Abyss at all. His hand twitches, Foul Legacy begging and pleading to be let out after spending so long locked away, but Childe hushes him gently. You’ve said that you like it when he’s kind to Legacy and Legacy is kind to him- they are part of each other, after all, and you love both of them- so he tries to treat the monster as a friend rather than a weapon, and with a huff Legacy settles back down. Something faint and distant as the moon pierces the night, and Childe pauses, ears pricking. He tilts his head to listen, and for a moment he hears nothing but silence. Until- there, there! A scream! It’s far off, over the next hill, but unmistakably there. Even from a distance Childe can hear the desperation, the terror burning into his bones like a raging fire with a familiarity that makes him stop in his tracks.
No… no, it couldn’t be. It can’t be- Please, please let him be wrong- Childe’s feet carry him towards the sound, dread spiraling and twisting in his gut as another awful shriek rings out and he looks up, eyes widening. He was right. Oh, he was right, and he wishes he wasn’t, because it’s you. It’s you, gripping your weapon like a vice and covered in blood, expression filled with panic and fear and pain. It’s you, still in your adventurer’s gear, bag packed with whatever stupid, insignificant item the commission wanted. It’s you, surrounded by Fatui agents- not his, thank the Archons- the rest of them laughing and sneering. It’s you, hurt and scared and looking as if you’re about to collapse onto the ground and never rise. It’s you, and Childe’s veins freeze over with cold, splintering ice. You’re pressed against a ruined wall, swiping the blade in your hands at the soldiers, who merely snicker at your weakened attempts. The leader- one of those Electro vanguards with a giant hammer- smacks the weapon aside and seizes your arm, and you let out an involuntary yelp of pain as tears prick in your eyes. The yelp is all the motivation he needs, and Childe barely feels his restraint shatter like glass. They never even saw it coming, Foul Legacy throwing his spear and ripping the agents apart as fast as lightning, vibrant purple sparks searing the grass as he roars, driven only by wrath and fury. The vanguard who grabbed you so violently shouts in surprise and horror- then everything goes silent, apart from Legacy’s heavy breathing, claws dripping with blood. He exhales, curling his talons into fist with a tight crackling noise, letting out a low, guttural growl of rage. You bite down fiercely on your tongue, trying to stay quiet, but you can’t help but gasp in pain as the slashes in your body flare, and Foul Legacy’s anger burns away as quickly as a dying candle. He turns and rushes to you, chittering frantically, only to freeze when he sees you stiffen, petrified with fright. His chirps and trills lower to soft croons, gentle and sweet and familiar, crouching slowly to your height and holding out a hand. He tentatively inches forward, hand extended and palm up, claws curling delicately around your wrist when you desperately reach for him. “A-Ajax…?” Legacy’s Abyssal heart cracks, and he swiftly gathers you in his arms, whimpering and nudging his forehead against your cheeks as you cling to him and let out anguished, hitching cries. You suck in a breath when his talons ghost over a wound, and Legacy almost sobs with despair. Some part of him- the rational, trained soldier that is Childe- tells him to get you home, heal you, make sure that you’re well- he carefully gets to his feet, holding you close to his armored chest and adjusting your head so it’s pillowed by his lavender fluff. You shudder with pain again, and Legacy gently licks his tongue over the shallow scrapes on your face, cooing softly; with a flutter of his glimmering wings he takes to the sky, his arms cradling you like you’re made of crystal and gold.
He lands near your shared home not ten minutes later, hastily unlocking the door with the key he always sees Childe using. The house is quiet and a little dusty from being empty for so long, but your bed is as soft as ever as Legacy delicately lowers you down onto the mattress. Childe is the one who tells him what to do, again, guiding his claws to gently wrap your wounds with snow white gauze. None of them are fatal, and Legacy thanks his constellation with a grumbling sigh of relief. A quiet croon slips out when he sees you fading in and out of consciousness, sweetly cupping your cheek with a clawed hand- he’s shaking. Why is he shaking? He’s not the one who nearly died- but your hand comes up to weakly grasp his, and Legacy’s heart melts and breaks and patches itself up all over again.
Your lips twitch into a shaky smile, exhausted, your fingers resting on Legacy’s and soothing the minute trembles running through his body. The Abyssal creature- your wonderful, sweet Abyssal creature- blinks slowly at you, crystalline eye filled with tears that drip down his crimson face and pool in the divots of his mask as he fights to contain the sobs that threaten to break out, and when you reach up your other hand, covered in bandages, to caress his cheek, his breath hitches and he collapses into your arms, burying his head against your neck and weeping. In a whispered voice you coo and murmur and hum to him, repeated words of “it’s okay, I’m here, I’m okay”, and he tries so, so hard to do it back to you, his own sounds cracked and stuttering, something along the lines of “don’t leave, I miss you, I’m sorry”, or as close as he can say with a mouth made for biting and gnashing. Your hands lightly tug him closer- or rather, your hands tiredly loosen and he moves to follow them- until he’s close enough for you to press a soft kiss to his forehead. Legacy immediately purrs, tearful and whimpering, and your silent offer of lifting up the blanket is met with an instance moth monster at your side, curling around your body and holding you close. He’s careful not to squeeze you, trying to get as close as possible and mold his form around yours as you rake your hands through his fluffy coppery hair, drawing more deep, comforting rumbles from within his chest, the type he makes when you’re dreadfully ill.
Cats’ purrs are healing, so you’ve heard. Perhaps Abyssal beasts’ purrs are much the same. Slowly, your eyes begin to droop, and you yawn, exhausted and worn. Foul Legacy quietly nudges you, a croon of reassurance falling from his fanged maw, claws dancing over the wraps on your skin now stained brilliant red. It hurts, it hurts like fire- but you’re safe. Safe in your bed, and in Legacy’s arms, and the tension leeches from you and dissipates into nothing. You vaguely hear a soft melody, low and rumbling and familiar from when you’ve sung Foul Legacy to sleep, and the arms around you tighten ever so slightly as the sun finally dips beneath the horizon into the locked box of night. Two weeks, three days, eight hours, and thirty minutes. That’s how long Foul Legacy refused to let you out of his sight, even after your injuries had closed and healed.
#genshin x reader#childe x reader#tartaglia x reader#genshin impact x reader#genshin impact#childe#tartaglia#gi ajax#foul legacy#foul legacy childe#genshin tartagalia#genshin childe#genshin tartaglia#foul legacy x reader#sfw#genshin sfw#genshin hurt/comfort#hurt/comfort#genshin comfort#comfort#tartagalia x reader#don't worry anon i gotchu covered#i think i summoned something last night because i wrote this in two hours max#or maybe it was the part of my brain that was so happy to be writing again#it felt great honestly#to think about moth in despair and taking care of you#he's so gentle and tentative#trying his best to not harm you more#but he's so worried at the same time#genshin fic
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Give the comfort you never got (as seen on TV)
#dead by daylight#dbd#the hillbilly#the spirit#rin yamaoka#max thompson jr#dbd spirit#dbd hillbilly#body horror#gore#?? idk what else to tag spirit as let me know#box art#HI its me here to explain my own comic in case you dont understand it.#Spirit's freshly joined the entity's realm and is still. yknow. mourning her mother and herself. the sadness is just as present as the rage#and Hillbilly's... familiar. with that mix of emotion of mourning the life you shouldve had and rage at the life you DID.#and that life-ruining coming as a result of parent(s) harming you.#so Maxie feels some Empathy and tries to do something about it.#But only has what he's seen on TV to draw from with how 'comfort' works. thus hesitancy.
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"I know what we're gonna do today"
"Well shit."
#No Counselors or Campers were harmed during the making of this#camp camp max#max camp camp#nikki camp camp#camp camp nikki#camp camp neil#neil camp camp#camp camp#campcamp#This is my first time drawing Neil and Nikki so they may look a little.. off#the camps pretty lit#no like seriously#the camps been lit on fire
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I am completely normal about the fact that every single person who was hired in the Archives harmed Jon but he only managed to forgive Martin because Martin didn't do him physical harm and Jon doesn't consider psychological harm a valid enough thing to be considered as damaging on him because he thinks he is a monster and deserves to be treated as such.
I swear I don't care about that.
#jom...#also counting sasha in the harm category because he doesnt remember the real one#and notsasha did harm him#granted what she did was more psychological for the most part but she physically attacked him#max talks#tma#the magnus archives#jon sims#jonathan sims#tma jon#blorbo posting
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Max, to Charles: Think twice? Bestie, I don't even THINK ONCE.
#formula 1#f1#lestappen#max can go through any danger with neither hesitation nor harm#max x charles#max verstappen#charles leclerc#incorrect quotes#f1 incorrect quotes#incorrect f1#incorrect f1 quotes#incorrect formula 1#f1 memes#source: tumblr
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y’all are so chronically online i’m already seeing posts saying magneto groomed rouge when it’s already confirmed she was in her 20s when she met him
#i’m not even saying this just because i like him#i’m saying this because you people need to stop throwing the word groomer around#like as someone who was actually groomed it’s harmful#magneto#max eisenhardt#erik lehnsherr#rogue#x men#marvel#x men ‘97
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@egg-waffles16 kindly shared another clip with me of Logan being a Max fanboy...and disappointed about his aborted Singapore quali lap! Cute!!
#max verstappen#logan sargeant#f1#time to board another ship?#I have so many already#what harm will one more do haha#now they just need to interact a bit more
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max harm is cameron’s current favorite what do we think of this max fans
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Max, texting Charles after this prediction: So I bet a lot of money on you stepping on the podium with me and I don't like losing money. I'll take care of the McLarens, you handle Alonso 😉.
Charles: What?
Max: You'll be paying for me if you don't get your car in fucking P3.
Charles: No I won't.
Max: You're right, Carlos will, because if you're not there it will be his fault like today.
Charles: You're a menace.
Max: But you love me.
Charles: I do.
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et tu, brute?
#im so obsessed with evil envious charlie even tho i made up the narrative entirely in my head and its not real at all#quote about would you even talk to me is from the book same places same things by tim gautreaux!! one of my favs :-)#ALSO: i am not wishing harm on max i love him!!!!!#its about lifelong tension reaching an irreversible boiling point!!!#lestappen#charles leclerc#max verstappen#web weaving
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If Max Verstappen decides to fok smash everybody later in the race i will support it
#f1#formula one#formula 1#max verstappen#brazilian gp 2024#what the actual fuck am i witnessing#also this is not me wishing harm on ANYONE#never done that nor will i ever
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What are ur favorite things u can do w a hacked 3ds that ARENT free games? (So things Like custom themes, net pass, etc) I hacked mine a while ago then. Proceeded to just play the games I already had. I want to do more w it but idk what to do!
making themes + netpass are always fun but the things I like to spend my time on the 3DS on are mostly playing puzzle games while I watch youtube videos instead of playing puzzle games on my computer. Having physical buttons and the touch screen means that playing any sort of puzzle game just feels that much more fun on a 3DS. I also like to spend time mindlessly playing miiplaza with hacked playcoins. I use give me 300 playcoins and i'll just spend time grinding out the games.
#genuinely the fact that people don't talk about gimmie 300 coins makes me fear that yall are actually getting your coins naturally...#300 is the max you can get and TO BE FAIR! to be fair- i did reach that number naturally#and then i hacked my 3DS and used it to keep it at that number#I like it when it's at 300 it gives the same feeling as having your battery bar be at full but it's not harmful for the 3DS <3#(try to avoid overcharging your 3DS. the best state for a battery to be is about 60~80% so unplug it every now and then)#asks#cfw
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