#nick brine

[mychameleondays]

The Stone Roses: Second Coming

double, Gatefold sleeve

Geffen GEF 24503

Released: December 5, 1994

[comic-art-showcase]

Marvel Zombies by Nick Bradshaw and Danica Brine

[sturniolohouse]

Scavenger Hunt - M.S

dad!matt x reader blurb - chris is the last in the house to find out about reader’s pregnancy.

"Alright both of you, close your eyes and hold your hands out," I announce, pointing to Nick and Chris who sit on the couch.

Matt sits next to them, his leg bouncing slightly with nerves. Our eyes meet, and he gives me a reassuring smile, though I can see he's just as anxious as I am.

Chris scrunches his face and looks between Matt and I, "What's going on?" He asks, clearly suspicious.

I see Nick hiding his knowing grin, pressing his lips in a line.

"Kid, just close your fucking eyes," Matt snaps, smacking Chris' shoulder which he immediately retialites with his own shove.

"Chris, c'mon," Nick says trying to keep the peace and I let out a breath. Chris rolls his eyes before closing his eyes and Nick plays along shutting his eyes with him.

"Are we getting a puppy?" Chris blurts out as I grab the envelopes from the counter.

I walk over to them, my heart pounding a little faster.

Holding two envelopes in my hands, I pause in front of the couch, glancing at Matt again, who gives me a small nod of encouragement.

"I have a big ask," I sigh deeply, looking to Nick sitting at the kitchen table.

I twist open the fresh pickle jar I made Matt pick up today. The smell of the brine hits me instantly, making my mouth water. I spear one with a fork before I take a bite, savoring the sour crunch.

Nick glances up from his laptop, peeking over his glasses as I lean against the kitchen counter, munching thoughtfully.

“No, you and Matt cannot move into my room,” he says flatly, before looking back to his laptop screen.

I roll my eyes and shake my head, finishing off my pickle before grabbing another spear.

"Chris can't know that you know," I finally say, feeling guilty.

Nick raises an eyebrow, closing his laptop halfway, clearly intrigued by the conversation shift. "Why not?"

"You know how he is," I sigh, gesturing vaguely.

"Yes, I'm very aware how he is, he's my brother… who’s an idiot." Nick says dryly, raising an eyebrow as he leans back in his chair.

"I just don't want him to get upset that he was the last to know,"

"If he gets upset that I knew before him, he needs to grow up." He rolls his eyes and I sigh.

"Nick," My tone is firm but pleading. "C'mon, just act surprised. I feel terrible, it's been weeks and we haven't told him yet,"

It's been a little over a month since I found out I was pregnant. Matt and I wanted to wait until I was closer to my second trimester to tell anyone, including Chris.

Which has been difficult considering we all live in the same space and this was the biggest secret Matt ever had to keep from his brother.

But we knew it was safer to wait a bit.

Nick leans forward, his expression softening as he realizes how much this is weighing on me. "Alright, alright. If it makes you feel better, I’ll play dumb. I’ll put on my best Oscar-worthy performance, I promise."

"Okay, keep your eyes closed," I say as I gently place the envelopes in their hands. "No peeking yet."

I hand them their designated envelopes, Nick’s marked with the number 1 and Chris’s with the number 2.

Nick lets out an exaggerated squeal as he clutches his envelope. I stifle a laugh at his act, while Matt rolls his eyes, shaking his head with a playful smirk.

"Open them," I finally say, and Chris immediately starts tearing into his envelope.

"Wait, wait—sorry! Nick, read yours first. They're numbered for a reason," I reach out, stopping Chris mid-rip.

He groans impatiently, leaning back while Nick shushes him with a grin, rubbing his shoulder.

"Relax," He says before opening his envelope carefully and reading it aloud.

“‘Hi Nick and Chris. Welcome to your scavenger hunt! Find the five clues to uncover the surprise... Your first clue is in plain sight, in the hands of the person to your right.’"

Nick turns to Chris, still grinning. “That's you, Chris. Go ahead,"

Chris’s eyes light up, and he doesn’t waste any time. Tearing his envelope open and quickly scanning it over before reading it out loud.

"'Clue number two is being kept warm and toasty... check the spot where you'd grab something cozy.'"

Chris’s wide eyes scan the room momentarily before landing on the basket of throw blankets. He glances at Matt for confirmation, but Matt just shrugs, keeping his face neutral.

"Something cozy..." he mutters to himself before he jumps up and makes a beeline for the blankets.

He digs through the folded blankets, shaking some of them out until he finds the third envelope nestled inside.

“I found it!” he yells, waving it around. “Bro, I'm killing this already. Nick, get on my level.”

"Kid's just too good at this," Matt says dryly, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

"You better fold those back up when you're done," Nick warns, giving Chris a disapproving look.

He waves him off, "Nick, shut the fuck up," He rips open the envelope.

“‘To find the next clue, head to Nick’s keep. Near the gumball machine is where you should peek.’” He giggles as he reads it out loud.

“W rhyming. Nick, I'm so winning this," He says as he bolts up the stairs to get the next clue.

Nick rolls his eyes and shakes his head as Chris screams that he found the next clue, followed by his heavy footsteps as he barrels back down the stairs.

“Here, Nick, you can read this one,” Chris says excitedly, practically shoving the envelope into Nick’s hands, rubbing his own hands together in anticipation.

Nick clears his throat, "Feeling thirsty? Here's your tip: Check beside Chris's favorite sip."

"PEPSI!" Chris yells, sprinting for the kitchen, and I jump as he rushes past me, nearly knocking me over.

Nick stands, reaching to steady me and we both laugh at Chris’s excitement.

"Dude, be fucking careful," Matt sits up, his eyes wide with concern.

I assure him that I’m fine as Chris ignores him, yanking open the fridge and rummaging through the Pepsi cans.

“'Don’t stop now, don’t cease your strive. Your fifth clue is where you take late-night drives.'”

“Matt, toss me your keys,” Chris nods towards Matt, wiggling his fingers but Matt tells him that the car is already unlocked.

Chris darts to the steps leading to the garage before peeking his head back. “Nick, c'mon. Why am I doing this by myself?”

I nudge Nick and he rolls his eyes before getting up to follow Chris to the garage.

“Slow down, motherfucker.” Nick calls out as Chris runs ahead of him.

“How about you hurry the fuck up, goof.” Chris retorts.

Matt and I laugh at their muffled bickering as they get further away from us. Once we can't hear them anymore I let out a breath and sit on the couch.

“I might puke, I’m so nervous,” I admit quietly to Matt, who pulls me closer, wrapping his arm around me and kissing the top of my head.

“Me too. But I think it’s working. He has no clue,” he whispers back, giving me a reassuring squeeze.

We see Chris before we see Nick following slightly behind him when they return from the car.

Chris places his hands on his hips, catching his breath, and impatiently looks toward Nick, who’s carrying the fifth envelope.

"Hurry up!" Chris bounces on his heels while Nick shoots him a warning look.

Nick opens the envelope and reads aloud, “‘You've found the final clue, but there's one more stop! Your surprise waits with Mr. Wrinkleton sitting atop.'” He flashes a teasing look at Matt who just shrugs.

"Best guard dog ever," Matt quips with a smirk.

"Go ahead," I urge, getting up from the couch and gently nudging them toward the hallway leading to Matt's room.

Matt follows close behind me, so we can both see the reaction we've been anxiously waiting for.

Nick pushes the door open but Chris rushes past him, immediately spotting the white box on Matt's bed with the stuffed dog sitting on top.

Rubbing his hands together, Chris grins. "S’gotta be tickets to Disney."

He brushes Mr. Wrinkleton aside and grabs the box, giving it a playful shake like a kid on Christmas, trying to guess what’s inside.

He looks to Nick for permission who gives him a soft nod, his own excitement starting to show.

Chris then looks to Matt and I, who are barely keeping it together, both shaking with nerves.

I’ve resorted to locking my shaky hands behind my back while Matt stares intensely at the box in Chris’s grip, nervously gnawing on his nails.

"You guys are starting to freak me out... Why are you all looking at me like that?" Chris asks, his suspicion growing as he holds the closed box close to his chest.

"Chris, just open it," Nick says impatiently, trying and failing to hide his grin.

He hesitates for a second, glancing between all of us again before he finally sits on the edge of the bed, lifting the lid.

He halts immediately, his head snapping up towards me, then Matt, then back to the box. His eyes are wide and slightly vacant as shock washes over him.

Inside the box lays a folded onesie that says,

'I ❤️ my Uncles'.

"This is a fucking prank." He says with certainty, "Nick, are you in on this or something?" Nick covers his mouth his hands, trying to hide his shit eating grin.

"No, you guys gotta be fully fucking with us, because there's no way." Chris says, pushing the box to the side as if it will explode.

"Dude, it's not a prank. Just take everything out," Matt laughs nervously, but Chris sits there, mouth slightly agape, stunned and unmoving.

Nick takes it upon himself to lift the onesie up to reveal the sonogram photo underneath. Chris' wide eyes follow the photo before he looks to us again, pale as a ghost as realization settles in.

"Swear on your life this isn't a prank," he says, his voice wavering as he tries to hold it together.

"Chris, we swear. She's due in February," Matt steps forward, placing a hand on his shoulder and rubbing softly. Chris looks at me, his blue eyes welling up with tears.

He lets out a shaky breath, burying his head in his hands as his shoulders start to tremble. Matt and I immediately sit on either side of him—Matt wrapping an arm around him, while I rub his back.

I catch Nick pulling out his phone to capture the moment.

"Alright, buddy," Matt chuckles softly, his voice also thick with emotion, while I find myself tearing up with Chris.

After a moment, Chris lifts his head, turning to Matt. "You guys are having a fucking kid?" He says in sheer disbelief as he shifts his gaze to me.

He looks between my eyes, "You're pregnant?" His voice breaks.

"Yeah," I nod, emotion welling up as I manage a quiet smile.

He instantly goes in for a bone crushing hug and I wheeze at the impact, but return the tight embrace.

I rub his back and watch Matt's expression, his smile is wobbling as he attempts to hold back his tears.

"Easy, dude...how about your own brother getting a hug?" Matt speaks up jokingly and Nick snorts.

"Hey, she's the one doing all the work here, growing my nephew," Chris says, pulling back.

"Or niece." Nick and I chime in at the same time.

"Well, yeah. Niece or nephew." Chris corrects himself with a shrug. "M'putting money on a boy, though," He slaps Matt's back and brings him for a tight hug next.

Matt chuckles, his voice strained from the force of Chris' embrace. "We'll see, buddy," he says, patting Chris gently on the back.

Chris pulls back slightly, still absorbing the news as he looks between us, his thoughts clearly spinning. Suddenly, his eyes narrow, and they dart toward Nick, suspicion creeping back into his expression.

"Wait... Nick, why aren't you freaking the fuck out?"

Nick freezes, his eyes widening, caught off guard for a split second before he answers.

"I am! Are you kidding me? I'm so shocked, I'm… beyond shocked. I have no words." His voice cracks slightly, but he tries to play it off, though the faint grin tugging at his lips gives him away.

Chris's jaw drops, and he points accusingly at Nick. "You are actually the worst liar, dude. You knew! You knew this whole time!"

Nick throws up his hands defensively. "Okay, hey, whoa! I was sworn to secrecy."

Chris stands up and spins around dramatically looking between Matt and I.

"He knew?!" His voice strains, eyes nearly bulging out of his head. I sigh in defeat and stand quickly, grabbing a hold of his arm to calm him down.

"Chris, relax. He only knew because he was here when I found out. You and Matt were in Chicago."

"Dude, we wanted to tell you," Matt adds, "but we also wanted to wait until we were sure everything was happening. A lot can go wrong in the first few months." Matt explains and Chris seems to soften but he turns back to Nick.

"Fuck you," He pouts, pointing to Nick, though a smile threatens to break through when Nick scoffs at him.

"Oh, grow up, motherfucker. At least you got the fun way of finding out. I found out in the middle of tragedy," Nick crosses his arms, and I nod along.

"Yeah, finding out in real time was lowkey traumatic... I was going through it," I'm able to say a bit lightheartedly now, but I still feel Nick sneak over to rub my back comfortingly.

"Let me see the thing," Chris motions to Matt, eager to see the sonogram taken just yesterday at the 12-week scan.

The baby is significantly bigger and much easier to spot.

Matt hands over the sonogram, and Chris stares at the image in awe. "I can't believe this... you're not even showing." He glances down at my stomach briefly.

I shrug, "No, not yet... I just feel kinda bloated." I feel Matt tug on my belt loop, silently telling me to sit on his lap. I oblige, settling into his arms as he rests his chin on my shoulder.

Chris continues staring at the picture, his brow furrowing in realization. "Wait… do Mom and Dad know? Or Justin?"

Matt shakes his head, keeping his chin on my shoulder. "Not yet. We're gonna tell them when we go to Boston in a couple of weeks."

"This is fucking nuts. You guys are are nuts," Chris takes a seat back on the bed, still processing everything. Nick returns with a donut in hand before plopping down into Matt's streaming chair.

"Yeah, believe us when we say we didn't plan this." Matt laughs with a bit of flushed face.

"You dirty dogs," Chris mutters under his breath, shaking his head.

"Chris." Nick says with wide eyes, slight amusement in them.

"Not apologizing for that. You guys are sick," Chris confirms, looking between Matt and me and I place my hands over my face to hide the heat rising in my cheeks.

"Okay, okay, enough. Chris, I'm sorry you were the last of us to find out. It was really hard keeping it from you," Matt says, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"We have a proposition, though. Well—actually, for the both of you," Matt adds, glancing at Nick.

"We went to the doctor yesterday for our scan, and we did the blood test to determine the sex of the baby... so we were wondering if you guys—"

"Yes! Yes, whatever you're about to say– yes." Chris blurts out, practically bouncing in excitement.

"Chris, let her finish," Nick scolds, though he's smiling.

"They want us to throw the gender reveal party," Chris interrupts again, this time with a knowing grin.

Matt and I exchange a glance, laughing softly. "Yeah, something like that," I say, amused.

"We thought it would be fun if you both planned the reveal together," Matt explains, "But something lowkey, alright? No big party. Probably just the four of us, maybe a couple friends... and no explosives or forest fires..."

"But those are the best kind..." Nick says, sounding playfully defeated.

“Dude, c’mon, I’m being for real.” Matt gives him a pointed look, though a smile still sneaks through.

“Our neighbors already hate us enough," I remind them, thinking of all the noise complaints we receive weekly.

Matt groans, pressing his forehead against my shoulder. “You guys are gonna get us evicted.”

"Fine, fine. Lowkey it is, but we're going to find a way to make it special...this is the first baby," Nick says softly and I feel Matt squeeze my hip.

“Don’t worry you guys, Nick and I have it under control,” Chris wraps an arm around Nick before stealing his donut.

“I trust you guys,” I say confidently, turning to Matt, who still looks a little weary. “Right, Matt?” I nudge him gently. He hesitates for a moment, his gaze flickering between Nick and Chris, but eventually gives a small nod.

“Sorry Matt, you’ve already relinquished full creative control to Chris and I,” Nick tells him with mock sympathy.

Matt mutters under his breath, rubbing his eyes and I cover my mouth to hide my giggle as he buries his face in my back.

“I’m gonna regret this, aren’t I?”

[chadfallout76podcast]

Death Shroud 2 TEASE!!!

We're almost done with the script. :) It's still being recorded and aired in June for charity.

Here's a little tease:

ANNOUNCER:   Night has fallen upon the Commonwealth, and with it, a feathered and foggy mist rising up far out to sea, patiently crawling forth and spilling a fetid, sea-salted brine into the air as far inland as Sanctuary itself. The lights of Diamond City shine forth still in the gloom, and yet somehow dimmer than they always had been. The blanket born of the deep spilled upon the old-world ruins, like a silent wave of bone chilling cold, and whispered foreboding. On the northern shore, a sweeping halo of penetrating light sweeps across harbor and horizon, blinking as it moves past a figure high atop Kingsport Light. Tattered coat tails billowing, still darkly stained, Detective Nick Valentine drags on his cigarette, sparking servos dribbling fluid down his shirtsleeves. He looks down at the twisted body below on the shattered wooden dock, shadowed in darkness and yet that face…THAT FACE…still a twisted mask of hatred, pale white, seeming as it were floating in the swirling mists.

[mattscoquette]

Now the opposite. How do you think nick and Matt would treat Chris gf (aka you) and could you do a mini blurb abt Chris gf hanging out w Matt and nick instead of Chris bc I imagine if Chris ever had a gf she would be quiet and reserved on the outside but when she warms up she’s just like Chris

chris loved how his girlfriend created the perfect balance between their two personalities. when they first met, matt introduced the two of them at a party, him finding her outside on the porch to get away from the large crowd. after a couple months of talking, chris found to his delight she could be just as outgoing as he was. her usual shy and quiet demeanor faded whenever she was around her boyfriend, him brining out the absolute best in her. as much as she loved chris, she loved his two triplet brothers as well. she loved how well she got along with them, how easy they were to talk to, and just how much of a good time she had when the four of them would hang out together.

the last couple days you and chris have been hanging out, going shopping, go-karting, and park dates. when you were with chris, you were very social and very outspoken. but sometimes you just needed a break, which chris never did. from the minute he wakes up to the minute he goes to sleep, he’s full of energy. and of course you love that about him, but sometimes you just need to have a chill day.

matt had texted you that morning, asking if you wanted to come over to hang out with him and nick to just chill with them and make clay figures, an idea they got from tik tok. you happily agreed, heading over to the triplets place a little after lunch time. when you arrived, chris was nowhere to be found, nick informing you he went to a flea market with a few of his friends. the three of you sat at their kitchen table, playing mac miller in the background as you tried your best to craft the little figures, you all just laughing and having a good time.

after some time, chris came home, ecstatic you were there. he came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your shoulders while you sat to give you a hug, kissing your temple. “wanna go hang out in my room?”

“maybe in a bit, i wanna hang out with your brothers”

[greyrain23]

hi hi grey !!!! the boba date art with sunday is so so cute 🥺🥺🥺 i hope you dont mind me adding in you trying out sunday's cup eheheh <3

NICK !?!?!??! I JUST WOKE UP I CAN'T SEE RIGHT

I MUST BE IMAGINING THINGS I'M STILL DREAMING 🥹🥹🥹

Ohhh 🤩🤩 this is actually the cutest thing oh my goodness 😭😭

Brining me to tears first thing in the morning /pos

WE LOOK SO CUTE OMG I'M GONNA BITE SUNDAY'S CHEEK

THANK YOU SO MUCH!? I'm going to cherish this forever and ever and ever 🥹🥹 you made me look so cute ahhh

^ real footage of me rn

[vampirevatican]

Judd meeting you at a dumb house party his siblings wanted to throw? Sure have this snippet.

(MINORS DNI, NSFW IMPLIED)

This was getting annoying.

He saw you at a house party his younger siblings decided to throw. It was a combination graduation party. Nick was moving on to his first year in highschool, Leah was one more year away from it and he was gonna do a trade school instead of going to college. So of course his dad pushed for the kids to have fun, and his mom encouraged him. And now there's this party... and you.

You weren't really talking to anyone else, just looking out at the sea of high schoolers and new graduates. He remembers you from a few of his classes but never payed you much attention. Sure you looked nice, hot even but he didn't really think about dating you. You weren't his type, what he'd usually go for but somehow tonight you caught his eye.

Right now you looked like you were out of a indie horror game. Just more black in the outfit this time instead of the usual faded pastels. As you looked out at the crowd you seemed jaded, like you didn't want to be here and that just pulled him in more.

First it was your standoffish nature. He remembers you picking up a not giving a fuck attitude and kind of just floating around circles during the last two years of highschool. He could have hung out with you then. Some of his friends did and what he did hear about you made you... interesting. You weren't just pastel and cutesy.

What's worse is his hormone monsters pitching depraved ideas every second he saw you. Banging you against the wall, taking you away from the party and into his van, brining you to his room, each thought with estimates on how you'd sound.

Judd needed to get you alone.

Now.

[dre6ming]

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[toasttt11]

it can’t happen

November 6, 2021

Nick Suzuki knocked on her front door, Brinley stood up from the couch wrapping her cardigan tighter around her as she walked to the front door and opened the door seeing one of her best friends she smiled moving to the side letting him in.

Nick headed to the living room setting the takeout and wine on the coffee table as Brinley walked into the kitchen grabbing two wine glasses and walked back to the living room, she sat down on the couch next to Nick grabbing the fluffy blanket throwing it over both of them.

Brinely started opening the wine as Nick took out all the takeout boxes, Brinely poured both of them a large class of wine before getting her chopsticks and starting to eat some of the takeout.

The two have started this tradition a few years ago to just unwind and have a cheat meal and some wine, sometimes they end up gossiping the whole or watching a show but it is always very relaxing for the two to spend time together, and when Nick’s girlfriend Catherine is free she always comes too making the night even better.

The two finished eating the food eventually and was sitting in peaceful silence drinking their wine.

“You do know Cole has feelings for you right.” Nick suddenly asked out of nowhere.

Brinely choked on her wine coughing, “Jeez Nicky warn a girl would you?” Brinely coughed again catching her breath, Nick snickered slighty, “What do you mean has feelings.” Brinely looked over at Nick in pure puzzlement.

“You don’t know?” Nick looked at her shocked, Cole was obviously the whole team knew of his little crush within a few days and it didn’t help he loved to follow her around like a puppy and looked up at her with stars in his eyes.

“He doesn’t have feelings for me Nicky.” Brinely scoffed knowing there is no way Cole has feelings for her, “Besides i’m his Captain now i’m supposed to be guiding him, mentoring him not thinking if he might have feelings for me.”

Nick raised an eyebrow, “So you have no feelings for him?” Nick had a good feeling the two would be more in the future.

“He’s young Nick. He needs a friend.” Brinely sternly spoke not noticing she never answered the question but Nick did, he decided to let it go with a nod but would remember that for later.

[wayward-reaper]

((OH MY GOODNESS HE'S HERE!!!! In the nick of time too tbh I work tomorrow GH BUT!!!! His info is below the read more!!

DEATH \\ MALE (he/they) \\ IMMORTAL \\ BISEXUAL \\ "BRINE"

Height: a little over two blocks (6'5")

Personality Traits: Gruff, quiet, lonesome, stubborn, aged, wise, chronically exhausted, nostalgic, weary, torn down

Full Personality: Death is a man who has been worn down over the many years he's held his "position". The years have taught him to not grow too fond of mortals, avoiding interacting beyond with completing his tasks. He is slow to trust, quick to become stressed, and stuck in a mental cycle of believing it always ends up the same way, pessimistic to his core. Despite that all, he loves to explore, looking around the world and each new iteration.

Tidbits: - Death is constantly followed by black cats. He has a small army who enjoy his company. - Death cannot be seen by those around him unless he wills it. People can see his cats, however. - It's said that Death is on his way if you begin to see black cats, or find cats wanting to spend time with you. - The things he touches die spontaneously. A plant he touches with his bare hands might immediately wither away, dying. Due to this, he tends to wear sleeves or bandages to cover his hands and feet.

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Misc. DD2 Character Intro - Rickard [x]

▐ BASICS

Name: Rickard Kralle

Nicknames: Baker, Art, Rick

Race: Human

Age: 29

Sex/Gender: Cis male

Orientation: Bisexual

Occupation/Education: Baker with the knowledge of baking obtained from his parents and villagers who all raised him together.

��� APPEARANCE

Physique: 187 cm height, gently fit, with more muscle in his biceps from doing a lot of work with hands. His physique exposes a hardworking lifestyle.

Scars: a clawmark across the left side of his face that narrowly evades his eye. He earned this scar in an unfortunate encounter with a chimaera cub.

Other distinguishing physical features: Face and shoulders are peppered in freckles that slightly fade in colder seasons.

Fashion style: Very plain and unadorned linen shirts and trousers with a simple vest that matches the colour of trousers. He sews his own pockets on his clothing where he keeps various knicknacks such as keys, coins, and some snack nuts.

▐ BACKGROUND

Place of birth: Harve Village

Key family members: Mother and father, two siblings - an older sister and a younger brother.

Relationship with family: The siblings worked with the adults in the village and picked up skills along with everyone. They annoyed each other and fought a lot but with age mellowed out. Sister married early and left the village to live in Checkpoint Rest Town. Younger brother remained in Harve village with the fishermen and Rickard left for Vernworth where grain fields seemed more favourable. As adults they send each other letters and meet up once every few months.

Notable events/milestones: Successfully opened a bakery in Vernworth and primarily makes pastries so as to fill a niche and not take away from the other local bread baker. They’ve become coworkers of a sort.

Current position in life: With the Arisen gone and the world back to normal, Rickard returned to Vernworth to his old life to continue running his business. He is taking his time adjusting to the fact his lover is gone along with the brine. It’s as though it’s always been like this. The world was never going to end, and there were no evacuations. Like it all was just a dream. So he is back where he was but is he really the same as he was before?

Skeletons in the closet: He was the Arisen’s beloved. And currently houses a pawn from a world where the cycle still exists. Pawns no longer exist in the timeline he is in. The few that do, get there through mistakes or other unusual means. They also seem to nurse their own little wills.

▐ PERSONALITY

Temperament: Ambiverted mix of phlegmatic and sanguine.

Key personality traits: Patient, caring, outgoing, sees people eye to eye. Hope dies last sort of guy.

Mannerisms: Has a goofy laugh. He uses his hands a lot when he talks.

Skills/talents: Has the full arsenal of mundane skills. Can hunt, can cook, can work the field, and build simple structures, fix broken oxcarts.

Morals/Virtues: He chooses to go as far as necessary to solve things peacefully.

Phobias/Fears: Chimaeras for obvious reasons.

Bad habits: He has a habit of living in the future instead of savouring the present. Tends to over-prepare.

Desires: Find love and live a fulfilling life together. Travel North of Vermund.

Flaws: Can’t swim, but eager to learn. Terrible at board games, often nicks himself when shaving, doesn’t eat onions.

▐ MISCELLANEOUS

Opinion on the Arisen: A noble and kind soul whom Rickard is going to miss for all eternity. In his opinion anyway.

Opinion of Pawns: Strange, uncanny.

Thoughts on the Dragon: Devastating force of nature. Couldn’t be gladder that the Dragon is now gone.

How do they view Royalty (Battahl, Vermund or Otherwise): Rickard thinks the royals are out of touch, but Sven seems to have a good head on his shoulders so that might change. The nobles are not to be trifled with though they are the worst of customers when it comes to selling pastries to them.

Thoughts on the commonfolk (Battahl, Vermund or Otherwise): He tries to memorise everyone’s name and keep neutral standing with those he meets each day. Colourful bunch of people. Definitely less tight knit than those who live in villages. The city life is a bit lonelier for sure.

Is travelling a trifle for them? Yes/No, why?: Rickard uses oxcart services when he has goods that are too heavy to carry that he needs to get to his sister in Checkpoint Rest Town. He always feels a little uneasy and never dozes off while riding the cart. And then he passes out once at his destination. Fighting off large monsters is not a fun time and the oxcart doesn’t always escape unscathed. Not a trifle at all. When there’s nothing to transport though he chooses to go on foot and escape any threat.

Do they know of the Cycle and if yes, how?: Yes. He fucked the Arisen and got kidnapped by the Dragon and saw the Unmoored World. He’s a bit messed up by it.

How likely would it be for them to get involved in core events (without them knowing): Yeag.

[sirwadewilsonfromimgur]

Scene/ vignette 11

Domesticated Animals part 1

The Holiday season" November/December . New York. Earth-10005

11/27/24 (American dating system)

Deadpool and Wolverine had been living comfortably for most of the month now, two of the most violent, dangerous and feard people to ever walk the earth hold hands as they come back from the bodega getting groceries for the upcoming Thanksgiving holiday. They we're both proudly Canadian, but when in New York do as the New Yorkers do. They were planning on having most of the usual people over for dinner tomorrow and were prepping now so that Thanksgiving wasn't them running around with half cooked food and a late dinner because nothing worked out.

Logan has been adapting to Wade's...shall we say.. "physical touch forward" form of affection. Since they had made it official all bets were off for Wade. But Logan wasn't always in the mood to be touched.

look bub, I love you... you know I do. But if grab my ass again while I'm trying to prep this turkey for tomorrow I'm gonna cut your fucking hand off. Wade tried... he really did but his gremlin brain demanded that he sexually harass his Wolverine. He siddled up to Logan who was Spatchcocking a 18 lb turkey so he could brine it. "I'm warning you bub" what i'm not doing nothing, im just standing here... inches from you... Wade thought he'd be clever, I won't grab his ass... folks he grabbed Logan crotch. *Snikt* "DAMN IT WADE!" it wasn't your ass! before he could talk again a familiar set of foot long Adamantium blades went through his wind pipe and out the back of his neck. Logan pulled him in close. "Now, I warned you bub, you know good and well I'm busy and instead of bothering me you could be baking the pies or some other helpful thing. But instead your standing here bleeding on my freshly moped floor, because you grabbed my dick after aske you to stop. He pulled him in closer to whisper in hopes that Althea wouldn't hear. Look... if you're good and help me out maybe I'll let you play with it later. He winked. A smile formed on Wade's face. Logan smiled back kissed him on the cheek "I love you" then violently ripped his claws back out of Wade's neck "now don't get your blood all over the turkey or you really will be regenerating a whole new arm for the rest of the afternoon." Wade made wet rasping sound in response, grabbed some paper towels and cleaned the blood off the floor. The house got to enjoy a few minutes of silence as the catastrophic damage to his larynx healed while Wade started making a pumpkin pie.

Logan could be equally Violent and Tender sometimes in an order of magnitude, he regularly showed Wade the tenderness that he clearly craved. No longer did they have sides of the bed. Logan held wade in his arms every night since that day in Central Park. It surprised him when it actually resulted in better sleep for the both of them. Two deeply traumatized men held on to each other, Logan could sware he felt a literal bond tighten between them some nights.

The dreams of Distant wars, murders, and injustices had slowly stopped. It'd been a week since he'd shot straight up out of bed in a cold sweat gasping claws fully extended. The worst part was the panic that set in after he realized he was only in bed. Did he stab Wade or worse, the little dog that also shared the bed usually cuddled up against his or Wade's chest. Lifting the shredded blankets hed make sure they were both ok. Thankfully not once had Marry Puppens gotten so much as a nick on her. He didn't know how he'd deal with it if she had, she'd probably be hurt and confused. "Why'd my daddy hurt me for no reason." The thought devastated him. She like everyone in that bed that night would have quickly healed. But the guilt would have plagued Logan. Less fortunately he couldn't say the same for Wade, he hadn't cut him up until recently. Wade however never took it personally, more annoyed about being woke up than anything else.

As a rule he tried not to stab Wade. At least not when he made a terrible joke, he'd been politely ask not to do that. However Wade Winston Wilson frequently had a policy of "negative attention is still attention" and would occasionally delight in pushing his Wolverines button. Logan set boundaries. Gave warnings but at some point Snikt, blades fly, and again sometimes he was certain this was Wade's end game. He'd have his attention usually start behaving after that and the day would move on. It was a dynamic unlike any other relationship in his long walk of life. He certainly was never board.

Later that evening all the prep work they could do was done pies were baked, turkey was Brining, vegetable trays had been cut, bread had been baked and side dishes were pre-prepared just needed warmed in the oven. Althea had even made cranberry relish. All of it as non GMO as possible and as little corn syrup as possible at Wade's insisting. They all had a light dinner Ceasar Salad, and a bottle of riesling knowing tomorrow would be an exercise in classic American gluttony.

In bed that night, Wade had Logan cuddled against him. Wade was the big spoon for a change. Cuddling his beefy boy he whispered "I'm pretty sure I was good the rest of the day today, and I intend to collect on our bargain old man" a snake like hand caressed his pecs, slowly worked it's way down in between the line that demarcated the middle of his abs and over his navel. Logan was feeling a little frisky and mischievous, so he decided he'd let this play out. The hand had tucked it's self under the waistband of his underwear. When it made it to it's goal Logan let out a pleasured growl... then suddenly an exasperated voice came from across the room. "Damn it, boys! I'm not even asleep yet. Can you not! I can absolutely hear the both of you over there... please, I've asked you. I know y'all got needs, but not while I'm in the house, in the same room." Sorry Al, they both called out in unison. It might be time for a bigger place, Wade grumbled. Let's just go to sleep. Logan responded... Wade, babe... yeah, honeybadger. Not that, I... don't *he gulped and let out a small moan* like what you're doing down there. *he shuddered a little* But Al did ask us to stop. Damn it! Fine. He pulled his hand out of Logans underpants and huffed

I'm going to grab the tits though. Wade firmly and defiantly grabbed Logans righ pectoral and pulled him into a closer cuddle. That's fine. Logan sighed he wasn't exactly happy to be blue balled either but thems the breaks. Wade... yes dear, he said in a still slightly salty tone... I love you. I love you too. Goodnight

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[fionajames]

prompts

A/N: Hello guys!!! I decided I'd send a list of various prompts for you guys to send me as requests. Absolutely anyone is free to use this! There are one word, dialogue, idea and song prompts!!!

One word prompts

hiraeth 

lost

catacombs

bloodhound

whisper 

broth

brine

froth

angel

wheat

camp

cry

shadow

bramble

herd

pack

wild

runaway

solstice

courage

tracks

woods

hike

firefly

quill

moon

sun

stars

spirit

song

splinter

clear

ice

sea

clouded

hum

jinx

limbo

wire

barbed

spear

sword

breath

holly

sink

drown

canine

willow

twine

whistle

Song prompts

not strong enough (boygenius)

meet me in the woods (lord huron)

cherry wine - live (hozier)

sweet tooth (cavetown)

1979 (smashing pumpkins)

bloodhound (the foxing)

rory (the foxing)

still feel (half alive)

best friend (rex orange country)

be nice to me (the front bottoms)

wires (the neighbourhood)

running with the wolves (AURORA)

the night we met (lord huron)

i’d rather be alone (boodahki)

cocaine jesus (rainbow kitten surprise)

romantic homicide (d4vd)

duvet (bôa)

breezeblocks (alt-J)

me and the devil (soap&skin)

heavydirtysoul (twenty one pilots)

father (the front bottoms)

waterfalls coming out of your mouth (glass animals)

genesis (grimes)

devil like me (rainbow kitten surprise)

rockstar (boywithuke)

bad habit (steve lacy)

my ordinary life (the living tombstone)

notorious (neoni)

nothings new (rio romeo)

lighthouse (the waifs)

step on me (the cardigans)

inside out (duster)

the man (taylor swift)

mind over matter (young giant)

rises the moon (liana flores)

sparks (coldplay)

mama’s boy (dominic fike)

way down we go (kaleo)

evergreen (richy mitch & the coal miners)

yorktown - the world turned upside down (original broadway cast of hamilton)

i love you so (the walters)

505 (arctic monkeys)

labour (paris paloma)

worldstar money - interlude (joji)

willow (taylor swift)

leave a light on (tom walker)

pretty boy (the neighbourhood)

lovers rock (tv girl)

the last great american dynasty (taylor swift)

you’re on your own kid (taylor swift)

ho hey (the lumineers)

stubborn love (the lumineers)

dear arkansas daughter (lady lamb)

watching him fade away (mac demarco)

o children (nick cave & the bad seeds)

Idea prompts

running through wheat fields

running through garden hose droplets

dancing in the rain

walking in the bush

splashing in the sea

horse riding

rolling down grass fields

trekking through forest

swimming in forest creeks

rock hopping

daisy chains and crowns

collecting wood for fire

bonfire at night

walking on abandoned highways and roads

lighthouse exploring 

cartwheeling and playing in fresh grass

morning dew and crisp morning air

dirt under your nails

tree climbing

abandoned towns

walking on train tracks

wooden boats

island exploring

baking in then morning quiet

watching movies very late at night

staying up late at sleepovers

corn mazes

wheat fields

frozen lakes

frozen forests

paper planes

jam jars

friendship bracelets

barbed wire fences

blood dripping on tiles

scratchy vinyl music

empty dark cold nights

canine teeth

fireflies in fields

camp cabins

sea shanties

sibling play fighting/rivalry (blood or not)

road trips with loud music

picnic dates in the forest

busy arcades

bookstore dates - the smell of old books

playing soft acoustic guitar in nature

playing fiddle and dancing around campfires

stargazing

laying in bed awake

Dialogue prompts 

“please kill me”

“i’m everything you can not control”

“i am the monster you created”

“am i that easy to forget?”

“i will never hesitate to put my life on the line for you”

“stars can not shine without darkness”

“i miss the old you”

“remember who you are”

“please don’t leave”

“listen here pal”

“how much is enough”

“i remember smiling the whole way home”

“i never told you i was falling in love”

“do you want to go wander around aimlessly?”

“you still feel like home”

“no matter what, you’re still my brother”

“i could never hate you”

“let me help”

“help me, please”

“we’re just kids”

“water is so exciting with straws”

“i can’t stop thinking about you”

“get in the blanket fort”

“when they smile, i forget how to breathe”

“platonic love is just as important”

“i’m homesick for a place i’m not sure is real”

“smile more, it looks beautiful on you”

“runaway with me” 

“dance with me?”

“come back to bed”

“your bleeding on my floor”

“stars sparkle in your eyes”

“sarcasm is a weapon”

“can we just go back?”

“i miss how it used to be”

“hold me”

“any closer to them and i’ll kill you”

“i’ll be by your side forever”

“are you ok?”

“it’s going to be okay”

“i’m going to cry, but happy tears”

“can i crash on your couch?”

“we’ve got more than two people crashing in our house”

“i belong with you”

“you’re my soulmate” 

“hold my hand, please?”

“they smile when you message them”

“i want to live”

“sing to me”

“we’re finally home”

A/N: @techs-goggles9902, @skellymom

[darkacademiaarchivist]

i listened to some songs from the heartstopper soundtrack while rollerskating and now I'm imagining the Paris Squad rollerskating together.

I think Elle would be the best and Tao would hold her hand to prevent himself from falling (also Elle's outfit would be THE CUTEST

Charlie would be better at rollerskating than Nick but they'd both be good at it.

Darcy would do something really chaotic and Tara would have some great dance moves on skates

I'm not sure if Aled would love rollerskating but (brining radio silence into this, I am convinced that the gang reunited after the events of radio silence and Frances convinced him to go and they're having a lot of fun.

(Tori and Michael are also somewhere in the corner, Michael is great at rollerskating and Tori is pretending to be annoyed that he dragged her along but she's actually having a great time)

If we're going by show canon, Isaac is cheering them on from the side and reading she gets the girl because you know... rollerskating dates...

[frankenkyle19]

literally nearly started crying imagining Franken!Kyle getting Misty a new radio and brining it to her and apologizing in his broken words for ‘breaking Stevie’ and they listen to Stevie Nicks and it’s just gkrkgkekg I WILL BE WRITING SOMETHING BASED ON THIS

[myteavsricochet]

aren’t you tired of constantly brining nicholas into every conversation abt tzp? why even bother pointing out that taylor gets hate, or that his fashion sense is amazing compared to nick if you know that people will get mad? they made one mediocre movie together, there’s no such thing as a solo nick or taylor stan bc they’re not a boyband so i would recommend you stop talking abt them as if they are linked together, and it will probably spare you the "harassment" you face

I'm sorry what? 🙄

you want attention again, so here you are, what you wrote makes absolutely no sense since I didn't say a single word about nick and shouldn't I say tzp gets hate because it bothers people? or do you think it's normal to harass me? but listen to yourself. I've never compared them, it's you who goes insane every time tzp does something and always proves it.

I implore you to block me and move on with your life.