#viewer experience au

[iseeyou-dear]

Updated Ref sheet for Welcome Home AU!

[gornackeaterofworlds]

I am. So genuinely Sorry to be tagging u the third time in one day but I'm wrapping up a lot of wips, have a tactical Mikey to end the night @luckycharms1701

[fox-guardian]

[ID: Five digital drawings comparing the original crew of the Tulpar from Mouthwashing with their Anti-Tulpar versions. Each have lists of traits next to them.

First image is Curly. Regular curly is standing plainly and smiling off to the side. Anti-Curly is facing the viewer directly in a wide stance. He is wearing gloves, boots and spurs, and a hat, as well as a gun holster, and he has a cartoonish smile and "pie eyes".

Text reads:

Curly: laid back leader, prioritizes morale, friendly, non-violent, unsatisfied as captain.

Anti-Curly: follows policy closely, rules with an iron fist (+ spurs), hostile, cartoonishly violent (oops), being a captain is All He Has.

Second is Jimmy. Regular Jimmy is facing the viewer with a bored expression. Anti-Jimmy is smiling, slightly hunched in and waving with one foot raised. He's wearing soda jewelry, his clothes have green and pink patches, his hair is dyed and in a ponytail, and he has slash scars across his face and is missing his middle finger.

Text reads:

Jimmy: Plain, not very expressive, deeply insecure, quiet, silver-tongued, short-sighted, doesn't consider consequences.

Anti-Jimmy: Expressive + accessorizes, secure in his identity, Loud, struggles in conversation, overthinker + hates to cause harm.

Third is Anya. Regular Anya smiles softly with one hand over her chest. Anti-Anya glares at the viewer, slouching with one hand on her hip. She has glasses, a ponytail, a black turtleneck, and is wearing crocs.

Text reads:

Anya: Tries to see the best in people, Fawn response, Stubborn and hardworking, Cares about health and safety, kind.

Anti-Anya: cynical, fight response, gives up easily, careless, cruel.

Fourth is Daisuke. Regular Daisuke has one hand in his pocket, the other waving as he smiles. Anti-Daisuke is partially hunched with his hands clasped anxiously. His hair is plain and he's wearing a burgundy cardigan and white vans.

Text reads:

Daisuke: Outgoing, Directionless, Helpful, Yapper, People Pleaser.

Anti-Daisuke: Reserved, Driven, Doesn't like being asked to help, hates small talk, spiteful.

Last is Swansea. Regular Swansea is frowning to the side with his hands on his hips. Anti-Swansea smiles with a hand behind his head. He's wearing suspenders, work boots, has leather patches on his knees, and rosy cheeks.

Text reads:

Swansea: Just keeps saying shit, teaches through his experience, rough around the edges, knows he's not a good person, gets groovy when drunk.

Anti-Swansea: man of few words, "fuck around and find out" teaching style, sweet exterior, thinks he's a good person, gets wallowy when drunk.

end ID]

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THE ANTI-TULPAR CREW ARRIVES!! hopefully they were worth the wait uwu

idk exactly how most other anti-aus work, but to gather my general thoughts together, basically i'm flipping several Core Traits (the lists in the pics are by no means comprehensive, just enough to get a vibe) to flip their personalities. this ends up flipping their dynamics quite a bit as well, ofc. anti-curly is a very.... Dramatic antagonist. the setting, however, stays the same. i'm not flipping pony express or anything like that, it wouldn't be as interesting to me to change Everything. i mostly made this au to play around with character designs and swapped dynamics and stuff and to see how things would go if the people were different while their circumstances aren't.

also. it turns out when you take a generally shitty person and make someone who is the Opposite of those things, you get someone generally pretty pleasant.

So Expect More Anti-Jimmy AJSHDADJHKASJHKD

[digiflora]

𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐏𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐂𝐘!

ꪆৎ choso ⸝⸝ sukuna ⸝⸝ gojo ⸝⸝ ino wc.

summary. life as a streamer creates all sorts of potential interactions- whether between other creatives, or just some random person in a csgo lobby...

contains! ꪆৎ streamer au ⸝⸝ cosplayer reader (choso) ⸝⸝ some suggestiveness + downbadness lmfao ⸝⸝ nerdjo my beloved

𐔌 gia's notes! ☆⌒(ゝ。∂) woioi chat. i've been on such a 2020 first lockdown nostalgic kick recently im ngl... hence the title of this fic LOL. and lowkey the content too 😞 you can kinda tell that i ran out of steam while writing this... but o well

streamer!choso [@/ch0k4m0] who is relatively well known- technically, for his gaming abilities, though what solidified his online fame was his rather candid commentary, with seemingly no filter between his thoughts and the words that come out of his mouth. that, and his looks which had broken the internet when he had face revealed, catapulting him from a fairly unknown but well loved streamer to regularly getting hundreds of thousands of views on his streams.

his current streams mostly consisted of him working his way through resident evil. viewers could expect to see a decent progression within each stream due to choso not being completely useless at playing the game, alongside his dumb comments diminishing the fear factor of the franchise ever so slightly. and of course, his ever so subtle crush on the character ada wong.

'chat oh my GOD i've never been so in love with some pixels before'

'ada baby please, just one chance. i know that i'm 3d and you're 2d but we'll make it work'

every time a cutscene of her plays, there's an absolute torrent of messages and donations teasing him for his poorly hidden crush, ones that choso takes the time to properly read through during his breaks in the stream. such an occasion happens now, with choso reading out some random comments when a new donation rings out, the text to speech voice that comes with it bearing a demand

'choso you need to look up this account RIGHT NOW and look at the video they just posted'

his brow furrows as he reads the username, deliberating on whether he should actually follow those instructions or if his viewer was just trying to mess with him. ultimately, he conceded to his chat's wishes and opened a new browser window, typing it in.

a mere few hours later after the stream, you found your notifications to be blowing up more than usual. you had posted a new cosplay video earlier today, but even then there was a little TOO many notifications to be your usual audience. you noticed that you had been tagged in an edit, inclining you to click on that before wading through the likes and comments. every time that you received one it was a special kind of joy, with the knowledge that someone enjoyed your cosplays enough to inspire them to make something. you hear the music begin to fade in once the edit loads, though the intro clip has you confused as you don't think that you've seen it before.

obviously, you recognise choso, the handsome and funny streamer who got really popular recently, and one that you have unfortunately joined many others in appointing as your resident e-crush. you weren't big on watching streams, but every time a clip of choso appears when you scroll, you can't help but watch the whole thing, partially for its entertainment value, and partially because of just how cute the guy looked on your phone screen.

so really, it was quite the surreal experience to hear your username fall from his lips as the clip plays on your phone, and you watch the edit in disbelief

'am i spelling this right, chat?'

'and the latest video, right- oh it's, holy fuck-"

the beat then kicks in. clips of your ada wong cosplay flashing across the screen, one final flashbang of choso's face as he watches your video with an almost comical expression of awe. you're left absolutely flabbergasted as the video begins to loop, clicking on the comments to see what the hell was going on

'get in damn line choso 😩'

'BROOOODJFNSJG I WAS WATCHING THE STREAM AND I JUST KNEWWWWW SOMEONE WAS GONNA MAKE AN EDIT WITH THAT CLIP 😭😭😭'

'the stream was like 2 hours ago this edit was so fast wtf'

'it should have been meeeeeee ughhh'

'the way choso scrolled thru her ENTIRE account and then followed her... that man's finally got a crush on a real personnnnn'

that last comment captures your attention specifically, and sure enough, you see his username amongst your many new followers. it pays to get noticed by a popular streamer, you suppose.

and then, to your utmost surprise, you also see his name pop up within your dm requests

@/ch0k4mo: sooo are you in need of a leon kennedy by any chance

the dm isn't exactly suave, but it has its intended effect as you blink at your screen as you process it, finally letting out a squeal of excitement, screenshotting the message shamelessly. your friends are not gonna believe this. and then, only after running laps around your room and waiting for your erratic heartrate to return to a normal tempo, you type out a shaky response.

@/yn: funny that you ask that, cos i had a few video ideas in mind ;)

you can only hope that on the other end of the line, choso is having a somewhat similar reaction to yours.

streamer!sukuna [@/kingkuna] who is notorious for causing chaos online, whether on fps games such as cs and valorant, or even on the more inane roblox games where he makes a living off of terrorising little kids. actions speak louder than words, though the streamer is quick to utilise both when instilling terror on whichever server has the misfortune of having him

'i do this for the love of the game, chat'

'well, that, and because bullying little runts is fun'

all of these actions, streamed live every wednesday and friday, helped to garner sukuna a rather.... distinct reputation.

despite being considered an asshole for all intents and purposes, sukuna had somehow amassed a following, all from his persona of being an online troll.

so this week's particular stream was especially shocking to his fans for all of the wrong reasons.

it started off like any other stream, sukuna casually reading off the odd message in his chat whilst preparing for the stream, retorting some snarky comment that has the chat getting more and more riled up, all with a shit-eating grin on his face.

it was more or less a love-hate relationship between him and his chat, though everyone seemed happy with the dynamic, expecting no less from the streamer.

this stream in particular was particularly anticipated, if the steadily increasing viewcount in the corner was anything to go off of, probably due to the fact that this wasn't quite like his other streams. despite the countless hours of his content, very little was known about sukuna, and as a 1 million subscriber goal, the man had acquiesced to people's demands for a q&a.

it started off as well as it could have, with rather generic questions rolling out. but of course, knowing sukuna's audience (and his lenient moderators), some raunchier ones started to worm their way through

'does it... jiggle when i walk? mods, get this clown out of here'

sukuna rattles through the questions, his fans clearly revelling in his embarrassing childhood stories, in the knowledge that his hair is not dyed, and how he views his streams as training to continue defeating his nephew in fortnite whenever they play together.

and then, finally, the fated question

'kingkuna i have to know for all the ladies out there... do u have a gf??'

it's a special donation message, one that rattles off loud and clear in a way that absolutely cannot be missed, though with the amount of time it takes for him to respond, he may as well have.

'hm, wouldn't you like to know?'

there's a torrent of outraged messages, before a deep booming laugh emits from the man.

'ehhh, i'm just fucking with you. of course i do, she's my forever girl.'

there's another torrent of messages in chat, though they're now oohing and ahhing at just how uncharacteristically sweet the streamer is being. his eyes flit over the incoming messages, his grin widening as his gaze lifts to somewhere beyond the webcam's reach.

there's a silent exchange, no words needed before sukuna reclines back in his chair, his legs spreading as he makes room for whoever's coming into frame.

'she's right here, too. everyone say hi to y/n'

and when she situates herself right on his lap and his arm wraps around her waist, the chat goes crazy. the streamer seems to remember his regular image, cackling at the desperate onslaught of messages eager to get even a morsel of information about the two of you, instead starting to click away at the preparations needed before he ends the stream

'oh would you look at the time, looks like i'll be having to end the stream now. see you suckers on wednesday'

'byeeeee!'

you can't help but chime in, giggling and waving right at the camera before the stream shuts off, and you feel sukuna begin to truly relax into his chair, shuffling you impossibly closer to his chest, hugging you to him and burying his face against you.

'aww, you big baby'

'dunno what you're talking about'

you giggle at your boyfriend's antics, though definitely used to them by now. instead, you get comfy, letting sukuna use you as his personal pillow as you card through his hair with one hand, the other unlocking your phone and you begin to scroll through twitter. #kingkuna1m was already trending thanks to the premise of his livestream, and you can't help but click on the tag, looking through some of the most recent tweets.

'never would i EVER have expected SUKUNA of all ppl to be relationship goals'

'praying on his downfall fr 🙏🙏🙏 he doesn't know how good he has it'

'he's so EVIL for ending the stream like that omfg'

'the way he looks at her IM SICKKKKK ☹️☹️☹️☹️'

that last one comes with a video, a hasty screen recording of those last few moments of the stream as you wave at the camera, though you're focusing on the shamelessly lovestruck expression on sukuna's face as he watches you. it's enough to have you giggling and kicking your feet right in his lap, and he grumbles, his spare hand catching onto your flailing ankle

'quit squirming, brat'

'but you're just so cute, kunaaa'

you show him your phone screen, and it's your turn to study his face as he looks at the video impassively, though he can't hide the little twitch of his lips.

'my camera must be faulty, gotta get a new one'

streamer!gojo [@/sago] who is affectionately known by his fans for being a big fat nerd. it's not like he tries to hide it, the background of his setup decorated avidly with all sorts of posters and memorabilia from his favourite shows and games. compared to other streamers, too, gojo wasn't one to particularly shy away from details of his personal life, his laidback and easygoing persona making it easy for people to become regular viewers of his streams.

on said streams it was commonplace for his chat to ask him questions about himself, and more often than not he would give them an answer- and on one of these such occasions is when he let slip the fact that he had a roommate. and that in itself isn't anything too worldbreaking to hear, but it's the way he almost lights up as he mentions your name that has his fans intrigued.

even more interesting is gojo's reluctance, for lack of a better word, about relinquishing more information about you. how quick he is to change the subject, or act as if he never read the original message at all.

and in an impressive effort which has the streisand effect in strong contention to be renamed to the gojo effect, this only further instils a need for his fans to know everything that they possibly could about you.

it's arguably one of his most well-loved bits with an incredibly long longevity, with a large amount of fanmade compilations of him at least alluding to it

'who's my roommate? i'll let you know when i find out'

'come back with a warrant, fed'

'that's some very personal information there which i would be hesitant to spread online. what do you MEAN i was telling you all about where i grew up 2 minutes ago-'

(you get the picture)

therefore, it's a rare and delightful treat whenever a new tidbit about you is let slip by the streamer. the day that your name got accidentally revealed by him on stream was a day for the books. and of course, since gojo's fans were deranged, your insta account and subsequent face reveal were soon to follow.

and once the cat was out of the bag, gojo seemed to begrudgingly relax about your secrecy. you started popping up in streams a bit more often, usually just a face peeking in to the room of gojo's setup, a sneaky wave that satoru would notice later and grin to himself about. he's got a highlight reel of your appearances on his twitch profile that he likes to rewatch more than he cares to admit.

one time, he even had you sat next to him during a just chatting stream, the two of you shooting the shit. his fans were quick to point out how red the tips of his ears were throughout the whole stream. and how he looked at you like you hung the moon and stars whenever you spoke. and how he kept looking at you like that even when you weren't speaking.

it was never official, but satoru's feelings for you were.. rather obvious to anyone with the time to tune in to his streams. his touchiness regarding you seemed to make a lot more sense now, and became the newest aspect of satoru's life for his chat to ruthlessly mock.

today was just a regular stream- some mindless shooter game that satoru was way too invested in, no mentions or guest appearances of you. until now.

the door opened in the background of the stream- satoru's eyes flick up just before the door even moves, as if he had a sixth sense just for you- and you storm into the room, closer to annoyed than your usual cheery self.

'toru, you forgot to take out the bins. they're being collected tomorrow so don't leave it too late

and just like that, you're gone again. there's not even an ounce of hesitation before satoru is getting up from his desk, headphones coming off despite the yells of his teammates for him to stop fucking around and help them rush a.

chat is making their usual comments, a spam of their love for you and excitement that you've made an appearance. a few keener watchers were geeking over the toru nickname that's sure to make their way into the next y/n and gojo compilation video.

and despite all of this, satoru's heading out of the room.

'my girl's mad at me guys, i gotta go fix it'

and he's only gone for a few minutes, at most. but it's like an implosion of oncoming messages, all scrolling past his screen with no eyes to see them.

gojospinkietoe: FIRST TORU THEN MY GIRL!!!???? OHHHH MY GOD 🥺🥺🥺

iwatchmen: the gojoyn fans are gonna loveeee this

gojoyn5evrrr: SOMEONE CLIP THAT

funnily enough, satoru doesn't even realise the slipup until he's almost back to his room. at least he can blame the blush this time on having to have gone outside very briefly.

it's not exactly the same as his usual slipups when it comes to you- usually, there's at least an element of truth to them, but this appears to be sourced from somewhere deeper in his brain, a lot more of a subconscious desire that he hoped wouldn't breach into the conscious realm.

not until he was ready, at least.

streamer!ino [@/yunglean4ever] who's more of an up and coming streamer.. but he's slowly and steadily making his way up the rankings!! his game of choice is usually an fps, with his default usually being csgo. or something like that. he enjoys the straightforward nature of it. and teabagging his opponents when he's in the mood to be a little shit.

during these livestreams he's met many a different player, some friendlier than the regular silence or automatic irritated mood that most seemed to have- or some russian guy screaming words into the mic that was anyone's guess as to what it meant.

and while interacting with said teammates is always a promising aspect of entertainment, ino wasn't one to remember most of these interactions, save for a few especially distinct ones.

one such occasion is when he meets you. you've got your mic on, which is always more appealing for ino than having to communicate via typing or reading chats, and even better is the almost instant connection that the two of you make. you giggle at his silly username, he indignantly defends his love for drain gang, and the rest is history.

one match played together turns into a friend request, which turns into becoming a party, which turns into playing duos, which turns into goving each other your discords, which turns into many more rounds which extend way after ino ends his stream.

it was merely a start to this new... something, but with the way that ino caught himself laughing a little too hard at your mildly funny jokes, he had a feeling that it would turn into something much more.

so when he boots up his pc the next day, it's not much surprise to him that there's some giddy emotion that he feels when he says a message from you

'wanna play? had a lot of fun last night w u :D'

he couldn't type out a response fast enough to contain his excitement.

⋆˚࿔ jjk masterlist

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ ... or, try reading hopelessly devoted to you

[aurum-stultus]

I don't really care whatever tone-deaf Arcane viewer who watched the show with 0 critical thinking disagrees with me and this really shouldn't be a hot take, but the amount of "found family" or "happy AUs" I see where Silco is left out? The people who make those are exactly the problem and are exactly why Silco became who he did.

Vander admitted that both him and Silco were responsible for Felicia's death, but the start of the bridge fight happened because Silco tried to save Benzo from being arrested by Enforcers. The start of Silco's trauma was because he tried to save his family. Part two of Silco's trauma was accidentally killing his family. Part three was being physically harmed and betrayed by his last remaining family. Silco was ALONE after Vander's betrayal, he had NOBODY.

And still it's proven that (aside from emotionally) he didn't need Vander for Shimmer. He didn't need Vander to get people to respect him. He didn't need Vander to make Piltover afraid. He did not need Vander. He *wanted* his brother back, even after every thing Vander did to him.

That backfired and Silco took in a bomb-obsessed child who shared his trauma, Jinx became the only person he could relate to and he viewed Jinx as his DAUGHTER, not his employee, no matter how many times people say she works for him, literally IN THE SHOW he tries to steer her clear of continuing to do missions for him, he tries to put her on the most simple jobs, too, specifically so she didn't screw them up. Silco KNOWS that Jinx is overreactive, sensitive and hostile. Jinx had NEVER been helpful as an "employee", he lets her ruin his plans because he doesn't want to tell his DAUGHTER no.

All of his manipulation is also accidental (manipulation is still manipulation, before people come for me for defending manipulation. Try to listen)

- Silco genuinely believed Vi was dead

- Silco genuinely believes Vi is VANDER'S child and would behave like VANDER

- When Silco tried to reconnect with Vander, Vander tried to kill him again

- Silco finds out Vi is alive and looking for Jinx, he assumes that Vander's daughter is going to behave like Vander and try to kill Jinx

- Silco's intial act that caused all of his trauma was an accident, an accident while he was trying to do GOOD and trying to HELP and he lost EVERYBODY. He didn't do anything wrong that he didn't mean to, and everybody left. He genuinely believes that people will leave, no matter what you do or how you try to prevent it.

He isn't saying these things to purposefully manipulate her, he isn't thinking "This will keep her in line", he manipulates her on accident because this is his experience and he is thinking that this will SAVE her.

Silco was willing to imprison himself for Jinx. When Jayce asks for Jinx, the only crimes Jayce knows of regarding Jinx are crimes Jinx enacted towards Piltover. Killing enforcers and stealing the hexcore. Silco never told her to do any of this and actively berated her for it, but he does not hesitate to say all of Jinx's crimes were his and done under his orders. He throws himself under the bus to protect his DAUGHTER, not his employee.

All he would lose are problems. Jinx is a problem. You would fire an employee for being a problem, you don't give up family, and he never did. He would rather Jinx be free than Zaun.

Everytime Silco is genuine, every time he isn't putting on a facade to look more respectable, less weak, fancier, meaner, tougher, it is for his FAMILY. Silco on the surface wanted Zaun to be free, but his only real motivation was family. Defending Benzo, getting Vander back, keeping Jinx happy.

Zaun could burn as long as he had a family.

Making happy AUs where everyone is happy but Silco is fucking cruel and if you do it to him, surely you have to do it to Jinx too. Jinx and Silco were paralleled until the very end and and that is not a fact you can ignore without blatantly disrespecting every single person who worked on this show. Jinx even says that she understood how Silco felt about about her when she took in Isha. Ignoring Silco is ignoring Jinx.

[slepiesheep]

SpongeBob Truman show AU lets gooo!! Discussing with friends and feeling motivated. Setting takes place decades later. I will analyze, include about my theories, and intentions how the series ends. I made this for FUN, don’t take it too seriously. It's likely that you might not fully understand this if you haven't watched The Truman Show or are unfamiliar with the television theory by Alex Bale. I highly recommend watching the Television theory.

Just a quick note before we start: in the SpongeBob SquarePants universe, the show is canonically a show within the show. For instance, we've seen pirates getting excited about the first SpongeBob movie. Even Patchy the Pirate, the biggest SpongeBob fan, knows about SpongeBob's existence in real life (within the show). If i remember correctly, in the Sponge out of water movie, a child even saw SpongeBob and called out his name. I think that Scientists will do anything to make the show interesting and profitable.

There will be 2 parts of this story.

Part 1

SpongeBob, Squidward and Mr. Krabs gets to celebrate The Krusty Krab anniversary. Mr. Krabs wanted to set sail on a boat trip with SpongeBob, a father-son bonding experience. Mr. Krabs dressed in his sailor hat, a dark blue trenchcoat, and SpongeBob also wore sailor clothes. Yeah Mr. Krabs fucking dies because he took 50% of the show's profits and didn't perform his duties properly 😂 The producers decided to eliminate him from the show, leaving SpongeBob traumatized for his life to increase viewer interest. A horrible thunderstorm hit. SpongeBob tried to pull up Mr. Krabs, but his scrawny arms couldn’t do it. He only managed to grab his trenchcoat. Mr. Krabs’ body was never to be found. Now, SpongeBob is the manager of the Krusty Krab, responsible for keeping the secret formula safe. He opens a notebook to write down important information. Due to aging, SpongeBob started wearing glasses. Plankton tried to exploit his naive nature, but SpongeBob slowly became more mature and courageous like Mr. Krabs. It began to feel like a repeating pattern for SpongeBob. He wanted to get out from Bikini Bottom and experience a new life and travel around the wonders of the nature before growing old and dying. However, when he tried to purchase a ticket for a trip outside of Bikini Bottom, he found that it wasn't an option for him. Strange events happened to keep SpongeBob preoccupied and ensure his continued stay in Bikini Bottom. On his way to work, SpongeBob accidentally bumped into an elderly man, only later recognizing him as Mr. Krabs. Unforeseen, two men appeared, abruptly pulling Mr. Krabs away. creating a distraction with a group of anchovies.

Mr. Krabs boarded a bus as SpongeBob began to question why Mr. Krabs, who was presumed dead, was somehow still alive but never came back to him. Confused, he shared his thoughts with Squidward, who dismissed it and pretended nothing was wrong. Feeling unsettled, SpongeBob decided to visit Sandy at her treedome to talk about what he had seen. Just before putting on his water helmet, it hit him, how could Mr. Krabs have drowned when they all lived underwater? The thought made no sense, and the more he thought about it, the more his suspicions grew. He used to believe this kind of logic was normal. Unsure of what to believe, SpongeBob went to Patrick’s house to tell him about the strange encounter. Patrick seemed confused but not entirely surprised. It felt like Patrick knew something too, as if he'd experienced something similar, but he wasn't ready to talk about it. To distract SpongeBob, Patrick suggested they head to Goofy Goobers for ice cream, hoping to lift his friend’s spirits. The next day, SpongeBob had his driving test. Ms. Puff sat next to him in the boat, still baffled by the fact that after all these years, SpongeBob had yet to earn his license. Determined to do something different, SpongeBob unexpectedly drove off the course, speeding up. Ms. Puff panicked and shouted for him to stop. She was about to take control of the wheel but hesitated, knowing a sudden turn could cause an accident. Despite her pleas, SpongeBob kept going, lost in his own thoughts.

When he drove out of town, he encountered a crowd of people blocking the road. He slammed on the brakes just in time to avoid hitting anyone. A police officer quickly approached and explained that there had been a toxic gas leak in the area, and the entire place was being evacuated. "There’s no way through," the officer warned. Before letting him go, the officer added, “Make sure to drive slower, SpongeBob.” Hearing his name snapped something in SpongeBob, and without thinking, he floored it, trying to make a run for it. The police swiftly caught up with him, arrested him on the spot, and threw him in jail. He was locked up for just one second before they kicked him out again, sending him back on his way.

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I'm exhausted. I just ate 15 bite-sized waffles while writing this, and honestly, I have no idea what I just wrote. I'll reread it tomorrow morning and fix any mistakes.

[brightgoat]

hey brightgoat!! i’ve wanted to submit an ask forever but always been too nervous. been a huge fan of your art since the Casino Cups days. all your art inspired me to try digital. my first ever digital drawing was a shaky-handed doodle of your cuphead design. even though it was long ago, i re-discovered the fandom and how much i love and appreciate your unique art style with how you draw well.. really everything- faces, panels, and just general poses/anatomy in particular! i was wondering how you set up your comic panels/scenes so well? i’m trying to get into comic making but it’s been difficult. i thought i’d ask you since you were the OG for me lol!

anyways now i do almost everything digitally and i enjoy every minute of creating art and i wanted to thank you for having such a big impact on me. (as silly as it may sound). now, me and a few friends cling onto the cuphead fandom by a thread but in the start we all bonded over your AU and its one of our fondest shared memories to this day. :)

cheers!

Hi! Sorry for the late reply.

Ummm there isn't really any special way I do it.

I create a script, and try to divide that script into pages.

I make a sketch of the pages, all together, side by side. Write in the dialogue and see how much I can fit onto a single page (i try to include as much as possible on a single page, but never too much that it gets cramped)

I try to use little common comic tactics like buildup at the end of one page, and then the reveal on the next in a big grand panel to set the scene.

I also love to use large diagonal/vertical long panels to show a transition of sorts.

ALSO other things to keep in mind but aren't like strict rules:

better when dialogue follows a single trajectory. In a comic read from left to right, up to down, thats how the dialogue should go as well.

Also good to keep characters on their side of the page/panel. Is a character on the right hands side of the first panel? Keep them on that side (as relative to other chars). Exceptions apply of course, if it simply looks better to flip it mid page then go ahead, they can still move around or maybe something gets revealed behind them (even more to the right) that changes the staging. Storyboarders- basically the 180 rule.

Generally I also try to keep it so that like

A busy/active/energetic scene has more panels, is more compact, more stuff happening on a single page. The viewer is given info very quickly

But when the scene needs to be slower, or moodier, or even just more important, i use longer/larger spread out panels. The viewer has to draw their attention out a bit more and take it in.

Also another general thing:

Little actions that are important: Little panels in the corner or so.

Large settings/reveals/poses: Big panels

Depending on your experience this is all either surface level shit thats like 'yeah no kidding', or a whole bunch of stuff that seems like a lot to worry about. But dont fret, with time it just comes naturally.

Also what helps it come naturally is: read a lot of comics! Use OTHER comic pages as reference for staging! While making this, i looked at random DC and Marvel comic pages to see how many panels or how much dialogue bubbles I should include, or just for inspo.

I also often imagine these as movies/animations, and that gives me idea on how to frame it as well, but obv its still a different medium.

Oh and thank you a lot, I'm glad you enjoy my stuff and I've managed to inspire you and entertain you and your friends ;D I hope you gained something from this and make your own comics

[kangaracha]

QUEENMAKER | CHAPTER 28

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pairing chan x reader

genre ninth member au, angst, fluff, coming of age, social media, cancel culture, anxiety, depression, forbidden love,

summary To JYPE, the solution is simple; take the sole trainee that will not debut with your brand new girl group, and use her to replace the missing vocalist in your male group that insisted on starting as nine.

Unfortunately, to the fans and the members themselves, it isn't that simple.

status ongoing

taglist OPEN

a/n if there's any random typing in here it's because i leant on the keyboard when my internet went out while trying to upload things, which was a harrowing experience when the internet from two seperate providers went out at the same time and considering the state of the world. anyway it's fine, australia is fine, carry on.

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Boxing Day dawns bright and cold and clear-headed, exactly the opposite of the sleepy fog that follows you through your morning routine and out the door, into the cars that will take you and every other idol you can think of to the large stadium that you'll perform in today.

"You're puffy," Changbin says as you stare out the window, watching the freeway slide by. You think he's going to pinch your cheek for a moment; but his hovering hand turns to his own hair instead, trying to ruffle the fringe he'd barely bothered to brush into its place. "Did you sleep?"

"A bit," you answer, and rub at your face with your hands even though you know it won't help. "It'll go away by the time we perform. Don't worry about it."

"You should keep it like that," Hyunjin says, twisting in his seat to get a good look at you. "It's cute."

"Cuter than Changbin?" you ask, making a heart next to your cheek. 

The sputtering and uproar from the seat next to you makes you smile, as does Hyunjin's returning nod. "The most cute," he promises in English, one syllable at a time. "I'm obsessed with you."

"But not with me?" Changbin asks, pouting.

Their conversation continues over your head, even when you smile and tune out, turning back to the window to steal a few more moments to wake yourself up. Sleep had eluded you for most of the night. You'd decided several hours ago that it was stupid, lying there and worrying about a single, tiny thing Minseo had said in passing, and in the light of morning your opinion is no different, but that hadn't changed a thing; when your chest locks up and your mind starts to spin, around and around past all of the possibilities it can come up with, there is just no way to sleep, and when you lie there and you realise that you have to get up in four hours, three hours, two-

Stop thinking about it. It wasn't so hard, in a car full of boys in the daytime, when there's so much else to see and do. It's even easier when you arrive and are plunged into the chaos of backstage, passing by dressing rooms and last-minute rehearsals and meetings between friends in the hallways, all around the teams of staff that run back and forth, ensuring that the day really will go on as planned. There's so much else to think about then, so many things lying ahead of you before you even get on stage, that you get caught right up in the whirlwind of it, forgetting that you were ever tired or worried about anything, or even that your body still hurts from the week before.

It feels like you blink and you are walking down a hallway towards the place Skijigi have chosen to film with Midnight; a bright, open atrium, against a temporary wall of black barriers. Nothing to distract viewers from the facing, no chance of accidentally catching another group in the corner of the video. No way to keep the eagle-eyes of fans away from you, whether or not you still remember the choreography you learned all the way back in May.

Chan's fingers squeeze your wrist as you walk together, letting go again just as subtly as he'd picked it up. You look at him questioningly, and find, not for the first time today, yourself wondering how he looks so good when he has slept just as little as you.

"Okay?" he asks, and doesn't elaborate to any of the ears listening around you.

For that, you're grateful, even as you only give him a tight nod and an acerbic reply that is only half as funny as it's supposed to be. He smiles in pity at your bad joke. You step around the corner first to save yourself the embarrassment of it.

"Y/Nnie!" Minseo's smiling face greets you as soon as you step into view, her strong arms dragging you into a hug. Her embrace is warm and welcoming, a familiar presence that you'd once spent every day with, thinking you would spend your life as sisters, of a kind. It's so distracting that for a moment, you didn't even notice Ellie standing by her shoulder. You see her when you draw away from Minseo, greeting Chan like he is an old friend; and it is like you'd summoned her just from the thought of her last night. The bright smile, the bubble of her voice, the slip of her tongue straight into casual Korean, as if she has known him her whole life...

You don't know what to grab onto, in the storm of emotion that starts its uneasy eddy in your chest. You focus instead on Minseo, drowning out the teasing joke that Ellie says to Chan with the sound of her voice instead.

"I really thought you wouldn't listen to me," Minseo is saying, regardless of whether you're listening or not. "Did you practice the dance last night too? Or do you actually trust me?"

"It was Christmas," you answer, examining the flush of her face and the mischief glinting in her eyes instead of anything in the rest of the room. "Of course I didn't practice. Do you think I'm crazy?"

"Yes," Minseo says, deadpan. "I'm glad you care about holidays now though. I still remember at least one Christmas where you wouldn't even come out to eat with me."

"We don't need to talk about that," you say quickly, because out of the corner of your eye, you can see Chan listening. "I've learnt from my mistakes."

"Have you?" Minseo questions teasingly, one arm looping around yours as you turn to join the others' conversation.

Ellie immediately notices your attention, breaking off whatever she was saying to Chan to give you a thousand-watt smile. "Y/N!" she greets you warmly. "It's so nice to see you. I feel like we haven't talked in a million years; I swear, I run into your boys at the company all the time, but you are so hard to find."

It's hard not to believe the knowing affection in her voice and the enthusiasm with which she greets you. Because it is all real, you have to remind yourself, and convince yourself to let go of the smile that she coaxes from you. The apprehension, the green-eyed envy and the missed futures you keep worrying about whenever you look at her...that's all in your head, not hers. "I'm usually there late and leaving late," you answer awkwardly, trying to smooth the tightness of your chest.

"And still locked in a studio all day," Ellie adds for you, as impertinent as ever. "Right?"

"Right," Minseo confirms, her tongue popping on the 'T'.

"We take her out sometimes," Chan puts in from his own corner, just barely glancing at you as he speaks. "We've been on a lot of schedules recently too."

"With your smash hits in Korea and Japan," Minseo says, squeezing your arm. "It's been nearly impossible to get a hold of any of you."

Ellie nods along emphatically. "I loved your performance in Back Door, by the way," she says directly to you, her hands clasped together in front of her. "Your dancing improved so much, and your voice is like, angelic."

You duck your head in thanks - and embarrassment. "Did you hear her solo song too?" Minseo asks, eagerly adding fuel to the fire. "That's my favourite."

"Oh, yeah!" Ellie gushes. "I play it all the time, seriously, it's one of my favourite songs."

"That was all 3racha," you say quickly, waving them towards Chan like you're passing off a crime. "I just sang it. They did all the real work."

Chan's smile is wicked, as he throws it right back to you. "It wouldn't have been the same song without all of your ideas though."

"Like, one…" you say, your voice fading off at the look he gives you. "Thank you, anyway. Shouldn't we be dancing?"

"We are supposed to be on a time limit," Ellie says smoothly. "What do you want to start with?"

For some reason, everyone looks at you. Their sudden attention kind of makes you want to crawl in a hole and die. You stiffen your shoulders and reply, "Midnight's first?"

"You're right, get it out of the way," Minseo jokes, nudging you playfully. She knows you too well; as does Chan, from the look that hides in the corner of his eye. 

"I don't know the choreo, so you'll have to run through it," he says as you break apart, each finding your own space.

"Y/N doesn't remember either." Minseo flashes you a smile designed to rile you up, ignorant of the way that your heart already skips and stutters uneasily in your chest. 

Still, all that comes over your face is the fire she's looking for. "At least I know some of it," you say, one hand tossing your hair over your shoulder. "I know you haven't even bothered to look at any of ours."

The retort delights her. "That's because I kill it in five moves, babe."

"You still can't sing though."

Minseo laughs at you, louder than is polite - and for a moment, you feel a flash of the old times in the JYP practice rooms, when it was just you and her in a corner, working for a dream that looked identical. It's almost a relief, a release of the pressure you've been building in your own chest, until you hear Ellie say, "I don't know whether it's for the better or worse that they were seperated," in an aside to Chan, her smile indulgent. "I don't know if Midnight would have survived this many big personalities. We keep getting in trouble as it is."

"Stray Kids wouldn't be the same without our Y/N," Chan replies evenly, his eyes very deliberately not turning to you. 

You resolve to ignore him in kind, keeping your focus on Minseo. "Show me how to dance then, genius," you say to her alone. She says something smart in reply, but you forget to mark the words, watching instead as Ellie starts to walk Chan through the chorus, one step at a time. It takes a moment for you to drag your eyes away and focus on what you're doing instead of the fears you're making up inside your head; if Minseo notices, she doesn't say anything, just waits for you to find the first position and summon up the scrap of memory you have of the rest of the dance.

You stumble through the first run. It itches at you, the irritation at your limbs for not remembering what they're supposed to do - especially when everyone else around you picks it up so smoothly, their bodies gliding from step to step with that innate skill of adapting and remembering that you just don't seem to possess. The second practice goes smoother, and the third and fourth that you run in the back while they aren't looking. The fifth is the best, shadowing Chan as he perfects it one last time.

He's the first one to mess up a recording, at least, even if you feel like a wooden soldier, hiding in the back. You resolve to loosen up for the next one when you watch it back - even though no one else says a word about it, you stand there, peering over Minseo's shoulder, and you stare at yourself and you think you've never seen something so awkward. It's almost bad enough to make you laugh, except that it's supposed to be posted online for all the vultures to see, and Ellie is right there on your left, every line of her body perfect-

Stop it, you tell yourself firmly, and set yourself to recording until the others decide that it is done. By then, you're just happy to be done with it, to let go of that choreography again and turn back to SKZ, the music that has become your comfort zone.

"You did a great job," Ellie says as you take a sip of water, her weight bouncing on her toes. "Considering how many songs you've learnt since you left us." 

You swallow slowly, stealing time to digest the words. "Thankyou," you say when you are ready. "You guys did a great job with it. I like the changes you've made."

"We couldn't do the kick anymore," she tells you wryly, struggling not to laugh. "I almost kicked Deiji in the face one too many times."

"Are you ready for Back Door?" you ask as a manager takes away your water, fixing your shirt and your hair and glancing around for the others. "I feel like we're running out of time."

"Probably," Ellie sighs, waving her hand in the air. "The time limit is just a suggestion, isn't it?"

"Not when we have soundcheck ten minutes after this," you quip, and watch her freeze mid-action, rethinking her stance.

"Maybe we should hurry," she suggests, making you huff a laugh. "You wouldn't want to miss that." Suddenly, she snaps to attention, standing up tall and straight on her feet. "I'm ready."

"I'm here, I'm here," Minseo puts in from the side, appearing next to her. "Give it to me. Let's go."

You're not really sure, thirty seconds later, how exactly you ended up teaching the steps while Chan stands to the side, offering suggestions. You would rate yourself by far the least qualified to be teaching anything - and yet somehow, you get the job done. The others do the rest, organising the formation and ending poses, and the 'doors' at the beginning, turning you and Chan to block the camera and reveal Midnight as a surprise.

It looks good when it's done. It even almost looks like you're having fun. 

Maybe you do need to relax.

"Thank you so much, guys," Ellie says when it is over, bowing to each of you in turn. "I know you've got to go straight away, but it was so cool to get to dance with you! I can't wait for these to go up."

"No, it's nothing," Chan replies, quicker than she can think of anything else to say. "Thank you for wanting to do a video with us."

"We really have to go," you say to him, unable to ignore the ushering hand of your manager from the sidelines anymore. "See you guys around the company?" 

Your eyes turn straight to Minseo, who is still wearing the biggest, most satisfied grin on her face. "Of course," she answers for both of them. "As if you could get rid of us."

"Good," you say, like you mean it, and wave goodbye as you are near dragged away, down the hall and off towards the stage for the next part in your long day. 

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[obamerzslop]

! The Terrible Digital Circus AU !

Welcome to The Terrible Digital Circus AU where everything and everyone is edgy! Even when they don't want to be.

(Based off of the Underfell AU, Owned by Me and @pansering)

AU Info:

In this AU, The Amazing (now Terrible) Digital Circus was specifically made for teens and up audiences (TADC if Adult Swim had it), which means there is a lot of violence and swearing!

Along with that, it is more of a show that plays in real time for a plethora viewers, which means there is very much present higher-ups, like The Producers.

Most important part of the show is the adventures themselves, which wined up looking more like game-show activities at times, that are made to be super duper extremely dangerous and deadly! Do not worry, the contestants re-spawn, but the experience of dying over and over has certainly changed them.

Links :

The Terrible Digital Comic Series: [Link]

Character Designs for other circus members: [Link] (TBA)

The Terrible Digital Fan-mail Blog: [Link]

Terrible Digital Poster Design: [Link] How the intro to the show would sound like: [Link]

Frequently Asked:

Q: Can I (ship characters, draw/write your characters, make ocs, ship ocs with your characters, make nsfw of your characters, make fanon designs for your au, anything else you might want to do)?

A: Yes. I do not mind anything. Make anything you want, just don't expect it to be canon. I'm going the Goosworx route, making no ships canon (even my ships) so the au can be enjoyed by everyone!

[rey-129-fan]

Gotham-Amity Co-op AU Part 3

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“Hola beauties, and welcome back to Fashionable History, I’m Paulina,”

“And I’m Star, and on this channel, we teach you how to be at the height of fashion, no matter what time period you find yourself in.”

“Now for our long-time viewers who missed our community posts, you might be wondering about the change in location.  Well, we are moving up in the world.  That’s right, fam, we are officially-

“College girlies!” The two shouted into the camera.

“Ah, such a big step,” ‘Star’ sighed.

“Indeed it is.  And to celebrate, let us dress up like we’re going to meet the queen of fashion herself: Marie Antoinette!”

***

“So you would think it would be hard to demonstrate Amity Park’s weirdness while no longer living there, but you would be wrong,” a black man said into the camera while walking down a hallway, his glasses fallen ever so slightly down his nose.  There were voices in the background progressively getting louder.  “You see, Danny’s mentor popped by this morning, and apparently, he decided that the perfect way to tutor Danny and piss off his bosses at the same time was to allow a bunch of college kids to summon a historical figure of their choosing to discuss their area of expertise.  Once a week.

“Jazz got to go first.”

The black man stopped in a doorway.  Much clearer in the background was a woman’s even voice.  “And Jazz, being the future psychologist that she is, picked the most sex-obsessed man in history.”

The camera flipped to show a young red-head sitting across an older man with a white beard in a blue three piece suit.  In the background was a younger man, his blue eyes glazed over as he sat there sipping from his mug, his head of black hair bobbing as he fought to stay awake.  Really, it wouldn’t gather a second glance, except for the tiny detail that the older man’s skin was as green as a sunburnt person’s was red.

“-indeed homosexuality is not an illness, and in fact the only link between it and mental health has been observed to be caused by familial and community reactions.”

“That is good to hear.  Indeed, many people throughout history were homosexual, and a lot of them did not show any other signs of mental illnesses.”

“It is.  However, with the recent pushes for public acceptance of those not heterosexual, many have come forward with sexual orientations beyond just hetero and homosexuality, including those that are attracted to both men and women at the same time, as well as those who experience no sexual attraction or are completely repulsed by the idea of anything sexual.”

The camera flipped back to the first man.  “She is explaining how psychology has developed in the last 100 years without trying to rip apart Freud’s work.

“This isn’t even the first time something like this has happened.  Occasionally, we’d get guest speakers that would turn out to be some famous author or pioneer in their field.  It’s how our English teacher got his copy of the Tempest signed by the original author.  I think this might be the first one that won’t end in a raid by government idiots in white, though.

“So yeah, we occasionally get to talk to dead celebrities and don’t bat an eye at it.  Amity Park is very weird.”

***

“Danny!  You left your cups in the sink again!”

“How can you tell it’s mine?”

“They’re glowing green and you’re the only one that drinks ectoplasm!  Now take care of them before you bring the food to life again!”

“Fine…”

The camera pans over to a goth woman giving the camera a flat look.  On screen, there’s some text that reads: ‘When your boyfriend forgets to clean off his dishes after his mildly radioactive smoothies.’

***

“Urgh!” Just die you stupid, lazy skeleton!”

“How long is this attack going to be!”

“I don’t care, because when it’s finally my turn, I am going to stab the dust out of this depressed sack of bones!”

On screen was a couch, and on that couch sat 3 young adults, two women and one man.  One of the women was Valarie Gray, US National Taekwondo Silver Medalist, was jabbing her thumb down on the d-pad of her controller, lips pulled back in a snarl.  The other was Samantha Manson, more known for the TikTok channel Our Strange Lives.  The man was a muscular blond.  All three were focusing on the screen, their eyes emitting faint light and Valarie’s teeth seemed to be getting sharper.

Quietly a blond woman walked on screen, a backpack slung over her shoulder.  The woman was Star Strong from Fashionable History.

“You guys are still streaming?”

“This boss is stupid difficult and Manson and Gray are the only ones willing to play.”

“What happened to the guys?”

“Fowley, Wes, Singh all had work.  Fenton got to the first boss and then lost it because ‘Goat Mom just wanted to protect us’ before getting a call from his lil sis asking for help.  Kwan is working on a lab with a guy from his chem class, and Kyle passed out a couple hours ago.”

“Stop dodging!”

“Wanna play?”

“Can’t.  Going to the library to study for a calc exam I have coming up.  See you guys later.”

“Later.”

“FUC-”

***

“And so, with this polaroid image, we have evidence to prove that-”

“Hey, Wes, do you have something I can use for a collage?  Oh sweet, thanks bro!”

“What?  No!  Kyle!  Get back with that! That was the proof I was going to use to prove the existence of Yetis!”

“Oh damn.  This is some nice creature work!  Danny, your friend has an incredible costume, man!”

“Thanks, Kyle!  I’ll pass it on!”

***

Tim paused the video right as Wesley Weston stood to chase his older brother.

There.

The red-head’s eyes had a slight glow to them.  Tim clicked over to the other images he had gathered of the Amity Park teens, all with their eyes glowing or other signs of something inhuman.

Tim had been introduced to this group by Stephanie when she found a martial arts demonstration Gray did that involved breaking multiple boards, all several feet above her head.  Stephanie had meant it as a ‘check out his cool person doing what we’re doing,’ but Tim noticed something.  All the boards were being held by seemingly the same person- or at least people dressed very similarly.  And not in a way where they’re sitting on a ledge above Gray and are switching out the board each time she broke one.  More that there were multiple companies of the same white glove all holding a board and all floating several feet above where they should have been.  That was already a little weird, but it could’ve been some special effects or just a uniform.

No, what caught Tim’s attention was the quick glimpse of the face of one of the board holders.  It was youthful- late teens- but with paper white hair that showed no signs of bleaching.  Now these features would have been a thing to cement the mysterious person in Tim’s mind.  But it wasn’t that.

No, what got Tim to do some digging to find out about a previously unknown supposed hero from a small town that has been blacked-out by the US government, was his eyes.

His calm, glowing Lazarus green eyes.

***

So we finally get a taste for the shenanigans our liminals are up to. Sam, Tucker, and Danny all share a TikTok where they show off how weird the other two are and how weird their town is. Wes is trying to prove cryptids exist, which Kyle ruins. Dash has a gaming stream that most often Kwan joins in on, and Paulina and Star do dress history. Oh, and Valarie is a national taekwondo because karate has only been an event for one Olympic games, but taekwondo has been an event since 2000 and Val seems more like a kicker than a thrower. Plus, I actually took taekwondo when I was younger.

We do get another Bat showing up at the end. There is absolutely no plot, however, so who knows where this is going. Certainly not me!

I'm still looking for names (please, I need them). As for majors:

Jazz-Psych (obviously)

Kyle- Liberal Arts (I wanna put him in accounting, but Liberal Arts works for now)

Tuck- Comp Sci

Danny- Poly Sci, minor in Astronomy

Sam- Double Poly Sci and Environmental Science

Val- Criminal Justice

Dash- Undecided (both me and him)

Kwan- Pre-Med for now, though he wants to do Child Development/Education

Paulina- Fashion Marketing

Star- Sports Science

Mikey- Music

Wes- Journalism

[dreamweave01]

In your April meets the turtles post, you said the brothers' timlines were unnaturally tied to Mikey's. Does this mean he was supposed to find these Bad Ending versions of his brothers– who had no family left– so he could adopt them as his own brothers? And if so, what is the force behind the scenes orchestrating this 'reunion'? Ancestors? A cosmic being? The timelines having their own way of ordering themselves? Or is it just an anomaly?...How much does this matter to the overall story? Am I just being pedantic at this point?

This dives deep into how I personally interpret the multiverse and alternate timelines, my own headcanons and all that jazz, so allow me a moment to attempt to elaborate on this XD

To me, it seems reasonable to assume that the multiverse is a bit of a fragile thing. Powerful and tough in its own right, but it can only deal with so much stress before it just breaks.

So in my mind, I like to think that physically, this AU is a bit. . . weird. In comparison to other AU's mechanical structure that is.

Most other universes deal with just one timeline. There are certain instances of course where maybe two timelines cross over to one another, merging together to become one (ex. the whole Casey Jr situation in the movie.)

I would assume there would've been a few minor, hardly noticeable repercussions, but it wasn't enough to cause any serious issues to the overall universe.

My AU? It has four coexisting timelines, each with their own unique experiences and outcomes. They're so incredibly different that they should have branched off to become their own separate worlds; and yet they are so incredibly similar that the connection was never properly severed.

Hence the reason why Mikey was able to find them so quickly.

He pulled them all together, causing a multiversal anomaly.

Scientifically speaking, it shouldn't even be possible. That kind of strain would normally cause a cataclysmic collapsion that wouldn't just destroy all four timelines -

- It would essentially create a wormhole more powerful than space and time itself, leaving nothing left of this world.

But that never happened.

When Michelangelo returned home with his brothers, out of the three parents' reactions, Baron Draxum's was probably the most. . . explosive.

Not out of anger of course, but out of shock and maybe a bit of fear. Being the kind of guy that he is, he's done his fair share of research on the multiverse. He knows what should have happened when Mikey didn't, and has been searching for answers since the day the boys arrived.

Why hadn't everything completely fallen apart??

He found the answer when he decided to examine the timeline itself.

Draxum discovered the reason why the timeline hadn't completely collapsed was because an immense power source was stabilizing everything.

And not just a power source - a living, breathing, intelligent life form, channelling an unbelievable amount of mystic energy unlike anything he had ever come across before.

Any little information given in ancient writings about this unknown being was cryptic and impossible to make out.

But in one old Japanese scroll, worn by time, Draxum was able to find one key note:

神秘的な戦士。 (Shinpi tekina senshi.)

一族の末っ子。 (Ichizoku no suekko.)

最後の浪人。(Saigo no rōnin.)

You ask if Mikey was always meant to find these "bad endings," and I suppose it depends on whether the viewer believes in fate or not.

Do I believe Mikey was meant to?

Yes.

Yes I do.

[oldmanjenkins985]

So, I wanted to talk about something since MD Twitter in particular seems to be having some issues with a current trend in the MD fandom. That being the Panic AU by @candyasbestos (apologies in advance for the ping, just felt like maybe you'd wanna see this)

So I'd like to start right off the bat by saying anyone who is uncomfortable with this AU is completely reasonable for being that way. It's more so that uncomfortableness leading to disdain for the AU that I wanna talk about.

So, I'm a horror fan. I watch plenty of things on horror movies and play plenty of horror games. And what exactly does horror media try and do? Make the player horrified and uncomfortable. Seeing grotesque imagery which may make you wanna vomit. One of the games that comes to mind for something that's definitely meant to make people uncomfortable and not just scared is Fear & Hunger. It's a game with incredibly uncomfortable imagery, sometimes due to gore and other times due to sexual themes. And it's perfectly reasonable for that to turn people off, yet I've never seen anyone have the kind of reaction to stuff like that compared to the reactions some people have had to the Panic AU

And that's the thing with the Panic AU, it makes *N* uncomfortable. Uncomfortable with himself due to Nyx's influence on him. That is the entire point of the AU it seems. And Nyx himself seems to be some kind of representation of mental illness (pretty standard horror trope, I know). I'm not an expert in the subject despite dealing with it quite a bit so I won't name any specific mental illnesses it could be, but it's clear to me Nyx is some kind of urge of N's.

I've made plenty of characters like Nyx for my original works that are also meant to be representations of mental illness. Voices that whisper to you to do terrible things, creatures that make you feel worthless and shut down, etc. I make these not only because I find them scary but also as reflections of my own experience with mental illness. And it's that first point again that makes me question people's reactions to it.

People have said "It's grossly out of character for N" and stuff like that which...honestly that makes me think they only saw the initial wave of art and don't really know how N feels about the whole situation. But the other thing is that so many AUs have intentionally mischaracterized N because of what the AU is. And I'm not talking just swap AUs, I've seen plenty where N's character is wildly different because of the circumstances of the AU. And I see the Panic AU no different.

I also saw another comment of someone saying "We shouldn't normalize behavior like this" and again, I question whether the person has actually researched the thing they're talking about. Nyx, the thing that makes everyone uncomfortable, is very clearly the *villain* of the AU. He killed Uzi, he wants N to kill Thad, he's a horrid little creature. Are villains not meant to do things we disdain? Murder, torture, etc. It's prefectly understandable these things would make people uncomfortable, but isn't that what many villains do? There's plenty of media with torture scenes in them which make people uncomfortable, but that's the point! Hell, some kid shows have torture scenes. What about the Lich's design from Adventure Time? He's a rotting corpse! In a kid show! His design is clearly meant to make the viewer uncomfortable.

So again, while I don't think anyone is in the wrong for being uncomfortable due to the AU, I think many of the criticisms are unfair. A piece of media which is specifically designed to make people uncomfortable should not be criticized for that very reason. Avoid it all you want, that's completely reasonable! Never feel like your reasons for being uncomfortable are unwarrented. But I'm just saying that if you were to critique Silent Hill because it's themes of mental illness and character depictions made you uncomfortable, and that was a *negative*, it just seems a little weird to me.

This is all just my opinion, obviously I'm not THE definitive person on the matter. And I'm not saying anyone who has the AU blocked or anything should check it out. I'm just saying, many people seem to be judging it unfairly.

[ace-shenanigans]

I like body sharing aus, what about yall?

vv (Context below) vv

Accidental Body Sharing AU

- Xue Yang gets picked up from the Yi City area by Nie Huaisang instead of Xiao Xingchen and taken back to the Impure Realm under custody

- NHS basically tells XY 'I know what you did, so youre going to complete these two simple tasks (restoring NMJ kinda like WN, and finding a way to negate the effects of the saber's resentful energy) for me and then maybe we'll discuss clearing your name for good'

- XY is like 'bet' cuz its just the same work he did for the Jin's but with extra conditions, so now hes allowed to experiment w/ modao again on another major clan's dime

- dont ask how he does it, but NHS manages to yoink WWX's old notes from JGY and gives them to XY, who proceeds to fuck around with them to figure out what'll get him the best results

- the find out part happens when he pulls out some incomplete/illegible ritual from the notes and vaguely figures out its meant to put a soul back into a body, so XY copies it as best he can but he gets a radical wrong somewhere and suddenly hes waking up with a splitting headache and no limited in his limbs

- turns out the ritual did pull a soul into a body, just the wrong soul into the wrong body, so now XY can hear his new bodymate groggily adjusting to it's newfound host and it sounds as unhappy about it as XY feels..... until XY realizes who he managed to summon

- WWX is ofc not happy about being so rudely brought back and at first the two butt heads on just about everything until NHS figures out what XY's 'mistake' managed to do, so the three work out an arrangement that benefits them all in the end (that doesnt stop WWX and XY from bickering with each other over what methods work best for the tasks at hand, and to an outside viewer it looks like XY is just ridiculously arguing with himself)

- as far as semantics on how the body sharing works: Xue Yang has primary control over the body since its his, but can choose to step back and let WWX take control when needed. WWX can also forcibly seize control of the body if he catches XY off guard or lowers his defenses. They also will forcibly swap if something happens to the other while in control (ie. if XY passes out then WWX gets control, and vice versa)

[sharkian-fics]

I've been thinking about a new au that I hope to write someday, but it'll be a while. So have this post about it instead.

Warning now for age gap and power dynamics

It's when he's 19 that Grian caves and resorts to something he'd hoped he would never have to do. He's between jobs and desperate to scrape up enough money for rent, so he hesitantly makes an account on a camming site. He's not really expecting much - he knows he's not really one to look at, and he's incredibly inexperienced - but if he can at least get enough for rent...maybe it'd be worth it.

Scar's 47 when his wife finally pulls the rug out from under him and demands a divorce. He knows his marriage has been failing, and it's only grown more obvious as his two kids - 18yo and 19yo - go off to college, leaving the two of them home alone. He'd tried to save it, but it was a lost cause from the start.

Now, freshly divorced, Scar finds himself alone for the first time in over 20 years, in an empty apartment he'd gotten while they finalized the divorce. The house had always been under her name, and he'd graciously let her keep it without a fight. He doesn't need a big house, and he's got plenty of money to get his own place anyway. He's just not used to being on his own.

It only takes a few days for him to get a little frustrated. He'd been married for over 20 years, and while his marriage has had issues for quite a bit of it, he and his ex had sex pretty frequently in an attempt to fix it. It clearly didn't work, and now whenever he's horny he doesn't have a wife he can just turn to. He has to rely on his hand and deal with it himself.

He figures he may as well have a little fun with it, though. He looks through some sites before finding one that looks promising. He finds his eyes drawn to the barely legal category, and doesn't give it a second thought before he's clicking through the different videos and livestreams. He supposes there's one good thing about this - his wife has aged, and he has too, but at least now he can freely look at people much younger than him.

He wonders, briefly, about finding another wife. Someone much younger, who can give him more kids. Sure, he got a vasectomy years ago, but he could always just get it reversed and knock up a pretty young girl to give him some more kids. Maybe later - for now, he plans to soak in the single life a bit longer.

He looks through some of the streams, mostly bored, nothing catching his attention. They're all pretty, sure, but nothing really jumps out to him. At least, not until he sees hers. No - his, he thinks, as he reads the description. Seems like he's a trans guy. Well, that's fine. He's not picky. So long as they're pretty.

And this guy very much is. He's also very inexperienced, and while that's sometimes a turn off for him, with this guy, he's just endeared. It's clear he doesn't really know what he's doing, but that he's at least trying to make the experience good for the - he quickly checks - 5 viewers. 6, now, as he pulls it up into fullscreen. He eagerly watches the videos, watches the way his thighs shake as he tries to ride the toy. Watches the way the toy glistens with his slick when he pulls himself up, and watches as he slams it in, and the delicious way he cries out.

He gets a few donations, but not many. It's pretty obvious how desperate this kid is for the money if he's doing all this while clearly having no idea what he's doing. He hasn't even cropped his face out of the frame to give himself at least some privacy, meaning Scar can see exactly the way his face flushes a pretty red that spreads to the tips of his ears and down to his chest as Scar sends in a donation that's far more than what he'd been getting previously. He stumbles his way through a thank you, voice stuttering and eyes wide.

Grian had been doing this for almost two weeks, to only a few viewers and donations. He'd almost given up - sure he was making some money, but he always felt kind of...weird whenever doing these livestreams, both during and after. He just wasn't sure if it was really worth it when he wasn't making much off of it. But then someone joins and donates a couple hundred dollars in a single donation, and.....oh. Maybe it is worth it, actually.

By the time he ends the stream, the same person has donated a couple more times. He's easily got enough for rent now, as well as a good head start on the following month's rent. He can hardly believe it - just as he'd thought about quitting, someone comes in and donates a bunch. He can't help but wonder if there's some kind of catch, but...he can't just not message whoever had donated so much and thank them.

Grian sends them a quick message thanking them profusely for the donations, and even admits that he'd been thinking about quitting. From there, the two continue to talk. Grian learns his name - Scar, though whether that's his actual name or just a name to go by, he doesn't know - and that he's recently divorced. He doesn't explicitly know Scar's age, but he's mentioned that he has kids that recently started college, so he's gotta be quite a bit older than Grian. The thought makes him feel warm.

Scar gives him some tips on how to attract more attention to his streams. Things to say and do to make him more appealing. He suggests using more toys, and Grian admits he only has the one. He'd splurged on it once a while ago, after he got tired of having to rely on his hand. Scar offers to send him money for more, if he lets Scar pick what toys he buys. Grian, feeling almost drunk on the attention Scar is giving him, agrees.

Weeks pass. Grian continues to stream, and Scar is there for each one, commenting on his body and sending more money. Eventually, he offers to pay him for custom videos and pictures. Grian, desperate for the money (and Scar's attention), agrees easily. He sends videos of him using the toys Scar made him buy, or moaning and saying his name, or the way his cunt gapes a little after he uses the biggest toy Scar made him get. He gets soooo flustered whenever Scar compliments his body. Slowly, he stops streaming and focuses solely on Scar. He never got nearly as much money from anyone else that he gets from Scar, anyway.

While talking to Grian, Scar soon finds that he's...not all that great at this whole internet safety thing. He talks about the college he goes to with enough detail that Scar's able to figure out which one it is, and he's not even in the same state. He eagerly gives out information like his name and birthday, clearly enamored with all the attention Scar is giving him and desperate for more of it. It doesn't take much work to find a small house near the college, and for him to get a transfer from his work to one closer to it. (I don't really know what his job is. The important part is that it pays him Very Well lmao). He no longer has a wife and kids tying him to any location, so he moves in as quickly as possible.

Once he's moved in, he tells Grian, who's surprised at first. But he can't help but feel so, so flattered to know that someone moved just for him. And also feels like he's suddenly in way over his head - all he wanted was to make a couple extra bucks while in between jobs and now someone's moved for him.

In the past, Grian's bounced between jobs, never able to hold one for longer than a few months. A little after he started the camming, he got one at a nearby coffee shop. Between the money from that and from Scar, he's been able to fund his rent, HRT, and at least some of college. He's still desperate for more, though, wanting to get through college with the least amount of debt as possible. So when Scar offers for them to meet up, for Scar to pay even more for the chance to actually fuck him...well, what other choice does he have?

He'd been sort of hesitant at first -it feels a little like he's crossing a line if he actually meets up with the guy he's been talking to and sending videos and pictures to in exchange for money - but Scar had managed to wear him down, and now he's...kind of excited. Especially at the prospect of more money.

They'd started to talk about the details, when and where they'd meet up (Grian at least had the sense to suggest meeting up in public first), but they had to put their planning on pause when Grian had to go to work. Scar, of course, knows where he works. And maybe he can speed up the process a bit by meeting him there.

He goes up to the counter where Grian is, taking his order and, when he asks for his name, Scar tells him and gets to watch the way Grian pauses for a second, voice stuttering a little and eyes wide. Scar just smiles at him and asks when he gets off work, if he's got time to talk then.

When he walks away, one of Grian's coworkers who overheard at least some of their conversation is concerned and asks if Grian is okay, if he needs someone to walk him home after his shift or if they need to call the police or something. Grian, embarrassed, waves them off, says it's fine, that he knows the guy and had been hoping to see him, all while his heart is pounding and he keeps sneaking glances at him.

He's never seen what Scar looks like before. Though he'd tried, Scar had always refused. If their conversation about meeting up hadn't been interrupted by him needing to go to work, Grian would've pressed for a picture of him. Wouldn't have let Scar meet him without it. But with it happening when he wasn't expecting it...The first thing Grian notices is that he's hot. Salt and pepper hair, face and arms crisscrossed with scars, piercing eyes as he watches Grian's every move.

Throughout the shift, Grian can't help but look up at Scar every so often. He stays there the whole time, having brought a laptop to at least pretend like he's doing work, but really he's mainly just checking Grian out. When his shift finally ends, he kinda stiffly walks over to Scar, who gestures for him to sit. Grian glances at the counter, but the coworker that had expressed concern for him had already left a couple hours before, if a bit hesitantly.

The two of them start talking, though Grian's a bit quiet because he doesn't want anyone to overhear. Scar makes it clear upfront that he wants to fuck him, preferably as soon as possible. So that day they end up going to Grian's apartment. It's probably one of the only times they do it there - Scar can barely stand to see how shitty his apartment is, and the bed hardly even fits them. But it'll do. Scar's wanted to fuck Grian since the moment he saw them. He's not waiting a moment later now that he's finally got the chance.

Grian never thought his life would lead him to this. When he started that first livestream, he didn't expect it to eventually result in him being bent in half and fucked into by a guy more than twice his age. But he cant help the way it just feels so good. It's clear Scar's experienced, that he knows exactly how to thrust into him, his fingers rubbing circles around his clit with the right amount of pressure. He's bigger than most of his dildos (except for the very large one), and it fills him up so well.

Now, Scar and his ex had known for years that they didn't want more kids, so he got a vasectomy years ago. And he knows he could (and should) tell Grian, but...he wants to push just how desperate Grian is for the money. So when Grian tries to get him to wear a condom, he says he'll pay more for him to let Scar come inside. He'll pay double! Surely coming inside him once won't get him pregnant.

Grian's faced with having to weigh his desperation vs the fear. He could really use the extra money, but if he gets pregnant...in the end, though, his desperation wins, and he agrees. Scar smiles.

He likes the thought of filling Grian with his cum, even if he knows he can't actually get him pregnant. He doesn't do it then - doesn't want to scare his new toy away - but he's able to convince Grian to let him fuck him raw the next time, too. And many times after that. It's on one of these times that he really plays into the idea of it all. Pretends like he's gonna breed Grian, knock him up, make sure he stays with him. He's raised kids before. He knows how to do it, could easily raise a couple more with Grian at his side. He's been so, so lonely ever since his wife and kids left him...and if his current kids don't want anything to do with him, he may as well make more, right? If Grian's carrying his child, surely he won't walk out on him like his wife did.

(Cue Grian learning he has a breeding kink, even if he's terrified of actually getting pregnant)

He's sooooo scared of getting knocked up, but...surely just letting Scar do it a few times is fine, right? He's offering to pay so much extra, and Grian needs the money. That's how this all started. All for the money, and now he's getting regularly fucked by a guy who could've, in other circumstances, been something like a father figure to him, who gives him attention and that he likes talking to.

Scar keeps pressing to let him come inside, and it...scares Grian a little bit, but surely it's fine, right? Scar's always talking about how it feels so much better without a condom (Grian's never had sex with a condom, so he doesn't know what it's like), and how much Scar likes watching the way his cum drips out of him after. And he's constantly saying that with the way Grian clenches around him, he's practically milking his cock. Grian can't deny that feeling Scar come inside him feels good...

Part of what makes him so worried though is that he's been on T for some time now so he's not been getting his period for months. He has no idea what his cycle is, no idea if he's ovulating, if he's anywhere close to getting pregnant or if it's already too late. He breaks down crying about it eventually, blubbering through tears that he doesn't want to get pregnant, he's too young, he still has to finish college. It's then that Scar finally takes pity on him and tells him about the vasectomy. That he can't get Grian pregnant.

Grian's relieved to find that out, but he's also...kind of pissed? This has been going on for weeks now. He's questioned so many things. Are his tits more sensitive? Is he gaining weight or is it just his imagination? Even if he knows it'd be way too soon anyway, he can't help but wonder. He wonders why the hell Scar didn't tell him sooner.

Eventually, Scar offers for Grian to move in with him. He's a little closer to the college, and to his work, and it means Grian wouldn't have to live in his shitty apartment anymore. This definitely feels like crossing a line, but...what other choice does Grian have? He's been to Scar's place. It's where they usually have sex now. It's far nicer than his apartment. And being near Scar more often...he says he'll still pay him, so now he might get even more. Maybe he really will be able to finish college without any loans...

In the months since the divorce, Scar has had to get used to coming home to an empty home for the first time in 20+ years, so why not fill it with Grian? This'll give him easy access to him now too. And now he doesn't have to come home from work to an empty house. When Grian moves in with him, they share the bed, of course. And every morning, Scar eats him out before he goes to work. Sometimes Grian wakes up, sometimes he doesn't. He just looooves the sounds Grian makes, and it's the best way to start his day. Sometimes, on the days that he doesn't wake up, Scar will also fuck him and leave him with a sticky mess between his thighs and money on the bed stand. He also sends him to class or work with cum in his cunt and a plug keeping it in, sometimes with cum running down his thighs.

Okay last thing (for now) about these guys. They are soooo weird about each other. Grian's never really had many friends growing up and he's always had a bad relationship with his parents, but now he's got someone he can look up to, who gives him attention he's never gotten elsewhere. Even if that someone just so happens to regularly fuck him. And then Scar, who'd felt stuck in a failing marriage with kids who barely talked to him, now has freedom that he hasn't had in over two decades and a pretty little thing to give attention to.

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Hehe :3 that's all I'm going to share of this au for now (though it's certainly not all I've thought up for it) but this thing is 3k and I have to end it somewhere. I'll probably make more posts about them. My freaks. Feel free to send asks about it too, I swear I'll get to them lol. I am thinking about them sooooo much. A fic will be written eventually.

[alexanderlightweight]

Hi Lumine!! I hope your day is going great, I got to sleep in today! 9 hours of sleep!!!!!

Can I request some more mistaken sugar baby Alec from the 'your heart is full of jewels' AU

I'm in a sfw mood, but it's really not hard and fast if you want to write some nsfw or suggestive content

Thank you!

hi!!! that is amazing!!!! i'm so happy for you! good and proper rest (yes I realize this is hypocritical but i'm an insomniac okay) is really important for you! like wow does it change even how your day goes and how you see the world around you. I hope you had a beautiful day!

oh fuck, it's been forever since I wrote in this verse and let me tell you. Magnus is so pleased with how his day is going and I hope you enjoy. it's got no angst I promise and is completely sfw <3 and even comes with notes because of course I can't resist notes for this verse and a pinch of an outside view and a sprinkled mention of Ragnor and Catarina.

<3 lumine

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your heart is full of jewels

Alec is really just more bemused than anything else.

The day seemed to be going normal, and then everything had gone sideways from his expectations.  He’s not complaining, mind you.  Alec never enjoys life so much as when it deviates from his plans because of Magnus.

It’s one of the special benefits of dating a warlock with something Catarina once explained to him as magical ADHD. He hadn’t had the heart to explain to her that he has no idea what that even was and Alec had secretly researched it himself on the mundane side of things to have better awareness before going to ask her more questions.

Something Cat had laughed at him for.  

Apparently while it was good that he tried to learn on his own without relying on other people to teach him as needed, it is still okay to ask and admit what he doesn’t know.

Which Alec will admit feels extremely unrealistic in his experience but he also knows that Magnus and Ragnor and Cat are far different people to those he grew up around.

It’s honestly a relief every time he can talk among them — uneducated in comparison to their wealth of knowledge — and ask questions without being completely eviscerated.

Even if Ragnor can be rather savage with his rebuttals.

Which somehow leads them here.  To a mundane shop Alec doesn’t recognize or really understand, following Magnus as he explains things with words Alec also doesn’t recognize or understand.

Which happens a lot whenever Magnus speaks in mundane around him.

“Magnus, when  am I even going to use one of these?” It takes a while for him to ask the question, having too much fun enjoying Magnus explaining details he’s really not following.  It’s the watching Magnus and hearing him talk part that he enjoys and understands.

But eventually he gets there.

Even if they’ve already spent two hours in the showcase room at that point and Alec is about to go for a test drive of a motorcycle he wasn’t even aware he needed.

He’s still not sure why he needs one or what prompted this.

“For when you refuse to let me portal you and try to run around New York by foot for days on end.” Magnus mutters, clearly unconcerned with Alec’s opinion and well... that’s fine.

Alec doesn’t mind having easier ways to get to Magnus without magic and if this makes the man he loves less obstinate about portaling him around — even drained of magic — then Alec will take it.

And the opportunity to fully press himself up against Magnus and insist he drive first.

After all, what if Alec breaks the mundane bike before Magnus commissions it out to a warlock specializing in mechanics.

—

Terry really didn’t need this day to be any more convoluted. 

The morning had been slow, it’s a weekday so that’s not too surprising and it gives him time to focus on overdue paperwork.

At least that’s the plan until somehow, for some reason, they get a call from the higher ups to not just close down the shop for the day to the public — and no it's not a sudden holiday, of course it isn’t — because they’re about to have private viewers.

Terry really doesn’t expect much.

This happens from time to time.  Sometimes it's brands wanting to pick a bike for a commercial, someone with a lot of money and time to waste, or sometimes it's a business favor.

Terry doesn’t care as to the reason — higher than his pay grade and he has enough to think about — but he does care when two very attractive men walk in together, at the time slot provided by his manager.

They’re... really infuriating.

That’s all Terry can think.

He tries to open his mouth to start his most popular sales pitch and then he’s shooed away.

Shooed! Like an errant busboy lingering around a table for too long to avoid the kitchen — something Terry definitely never did in his youth — and he can’t even be upset about it!

It was far too attractive!

So instead of his normal job, he’s just left to carefully follow behind the pair as the one in charge Magnus Bane was the name he introduced himself with.  He didn’t actually introduce his partner, now that Terry thinks about it.  Magnus Bane had instead kind of just put a hand on the back of his — way too tall — partner and walked off.  He also hasn’t stopped talking since he arrived — and honestly it's almost like he knows more about bikes than Terry.

Which is downright insulting considering the guy is clearly not an avid rider and here for leisure and this is one of Terry’s special interests.  It’s galling to be out-performed by someone who has it as a hobby!

It’s fine though.  

It’s fine.  

Even if they only buy one bike, that’s good enough for Terry... and the eyecandy doesn’t hurt either. So, deciding that he either suffers mentally or just lets himself bask in the aura of a natural podcaster, he chooses the latter. After all, self preservation and the new info he can learn about his special interest are far more important.  

Not that Terry has normally ever had self-preservation when it came to bikes before, once he thinks about it.  He probably still doesn’t, since Terry is pretty sure half the information the guy knows is probably illegal.  

It feels like it.

Terry has never seen the original blueprints for any of these models and this guy, Magnus, has a pocket full of them for his boyfriend to compare.

Or his sugar baby.

Terry has never actually encountered one before in the wild, but he also knows that sometimes, he can be a bit oblivious.  

However, never let it be said that Terry cannot make a connection and connect the dots... eventually.

And really, you cannot buy a dozen motorcycles for a guy who doesn’t even want them without being a sugar daddy.

Really, Terry is about to go find one for himself and is awestruck that he never considered this before.

Twelve bikes.

All the most expensive makes and models with everything good added and everything unnecessary taken out.  A variety of colors and helmets — which is good, safety is important even if the dude’s boy rolled his eyes — and Terry really has to rethink his newfound ability to apply the word ‘boy’ to a man twice his size.

It shouldn’t work.

But it does.

After his realization Terry really can’t look at the two of them without seeing Magnus Bane and thinking ‘that’s his boy’ for his companion without even considering that he has a name.

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AN:

(terry is an autistic queer with a hyper fixation on motorcycles. If that wasnt clear lol now it is. Is he cis? Is he bi? Is he trans? Is he genderfluid? Who the fuck knows enjoy your own headcanons ^_^)

Also yes. Alec calls anything that's based on the mundane world the mundane language because he has no reference for half of the shit being explained to him so its basically another language for him. that he has no interest in learning beyond the basics for Magnus' sake.

Also Magnus and Alec really out here in their own worldviews

Magnus: if you’re not going to let me portal you even on the verge of me being unconscious — and really alexander how could you be so callous i just want you safe and near me — then you’re getting a bike. Do you know how many times you’ve come home and just spent soaking your feet in the morning???? you don't even let me massage them for you half the time! claiming you don't want me to 'waste my energy'

Alec: ... yeah okay. If this means you stop trying to portal me while magically bleeding out then yeah. also Magnus you can't massage my feet while asleep. and you fall asleep almost every time you do it. anways I know how to — suddenly realizes his opportunity — actually magnus i don’t know how to ride a mundane bike. At all. Only magically reinforced ones so if you want me to test these bikes you’ll have to drive and i’ll just ride behind. otherwise I might break them and cause an accident.

Magnus: fine by me

Alec to himself: i am genius. I am so sneaky and manipulative he doesn’t even realize i just want to press myself tight to him while we ride

Magnus to himself: i’m so glad i mentioned that none of these bikes have magical warding on them. True i could do a temporary one but then i wouldn't get alexander clinging to me

These two share ONE fucking braincell between them when it comes to each other. And typically it’s Magnus’ magic that normally actually uses it.

Magnus: ... you know i sprung this on Alexander really suddenly. I’m just not going to bother with mundane things and i’ll leave a nice tip big enough to make up for any societal rudeness. 

Also Magnus: no one else needs to know his name. It’s mine. He’s mine. I’m not dealing with a repeat of that one incident where we BOTH got hit on and i can spot a fellow queer from a country away. No temptation, no problem, if everyone knows he's mine then they know neither of us are available.

Magnus: ... this guy is practically salivating as he follows us—- oh special interest. Okay thats fine. I’ll add a blueprint to his tip since he’s aiding my goal in decking out alexander with proper safety goal. This is amazing.

Terry at one point got too overwhelmed by how many eyerolls Alec had during Magnus’ insisting he try on helmets and gave a whole safety speech that had Alec just going ‘you know what. I can’t handle this. I’ll take whatever Magnus and you think i need. Magnus you can even pick out the colors. I’m done. Please stop talking. My special interest is Magnus and the only reason i’m handling any of this because he’s here but i would like to be off this ride now.

Magnus taking them to Australia to bike on the coastlines: is this better?

Alec holding tightly to Magnus and enjoying his own special interest at long last. Which is magnus: no. we should do another path. Maybe two just for good measure. 

Magnus mentally: i really intended for us to be on separate bikes but he’s so adorable like this i’ll save that for tomorrow 

The next day:

Alec: ... you expect us to ride separately .... when we’re both out together?? On dates? In our own personal freetime? MAgnus I have never been so insulted, devastated, betrayed, tricked, tortured —-

Magnus: oh for liltihs sake alexander. We’ll store the bikes evenly between my loft and the Institute and when we go for outings together we’ll just take one? Are you happy??

Magnus internally: i love him. I love him so much. I can never let him realize how cute he is when he gets grumpy and possessive.

Also the fact that Terry has slowly over the course of like 4 hours been indoctrinated into not even considering that Alec has a name beyond ‘belongs to Magnus’.

Mission accomplished. Magnus would be thrilled to know how successful his plan is.  Even if he’s still amused that everyone thinks he’s Alexander’s sugar daddy. Because lets be real, Magnus wishes he was Alexander’s sugar daddy and that Alec didn’t have to leave to go be a big strong competent HOTI with a lot of things on his plate

The High Warlock of Brooklyn is suffering because of his Alexander’s competence. okay? because as hot as it is it also means his boy is hot in demand.

from other people.

also yes.

alec is autistic (like in all my fics)

and Magnus has ADHD (like in all my fics)

[peachhcs]

penalty box

hughes!sister x will smith au (samy + will blurb)

when will gets sent to the box during the game samy’s quick to keep him company.

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a little blurb i wrote up because i’ve had this idea for awhile and i thought it was cute :) send in requests if you guys have anything you want me to write about for them (i promise this time i’ll actually do them!!)

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will reluctantly skated towards the box with a shake of his head and small mumbles to himself about the ref calling a bad play. the official inside took down his minutes as the blonde plopped onto the bench, head leaning back against the glass where he would be for the next ten minutes.

he could hear and feel the fans around him tapping on the glass trying to get his attention, but will wasn't in the mood to talk, still a bit pissed that he got a penalty. the hockey player took his helmet off, shaking his hair out from the sweat when a particular tap on the glass caught his attention.

when will turned his head samy quickly waved which brought an immediate smile to the boy's lips. she pressed her phone screen against the glass, motioning to it so will knew to read what she wrote.

you okay?

he made a sideways thumb saying yes and no as in he was annoyed at the refs. samy understood, going to type something else.

this was their thing.

it started way back when they were kids. the first time will got sent to the penalty box at ten years old on his little league team, samy tapped on the glass to wave at him. since then, it became a thing that every time the blonde was in there, samy was at the side talking to him to keep him occupied while he waited out his minutes.

when they got older the guys started teasing will about it but he just brushed them off. he liked seeing the girl's face and it helped make the time go by faster as she talked to him through her phone screen and will's hand signs and expressions. by the time things started picking up and there were fans all around the box, the two came up with a specific knock that would catch will's attention and let him know it was samy against everyone else in the stands—three short taps followed by one long one. even still, will didn't pay attention to any of the fans around the box trying to talk to him except for samy.

you were playing good. those refs keep making bad calls.

the hockey player quickly nodded in agreement and shook his head.

luke's watching the game back in jersey. he texted me and told me to tell you to try to keep your head up more. you can watch the other guys better with your head up and eyes on everyone.

will appreciated the older boy's advice because he could definitely use it. tonight was pretty rough and ducks sure knew their shit—zegras especially. he wasn't that much older than will, but the older blonde sure had more experience and knew how to maneuver through these bigger, tougher guys.

the boy watched samy type something else. his gaze was stuck on her, admiring the cute teal and white ribbons tied into her hair and another one of his shirts she must've stolen. neither of them noticed the cameras occasionally panning towards their interaction for the viewers back home nor did they know that many fans were recording it.

i also think these are bad refs tonight, so don't let it discourage you. you're really close to getting a goal!!

will grinned, blowing a small kiss to say thank you. the brunette caught it, blowing one back. she stayed there for the rest of will's time which the blonde appreciated. it always eased the nerves and thoughts running through his head knowing she was just on the other side of the glass.

when it was time for him to get back on he waved to her before gliding across the ice. samy giggled to herself as she climbed back over to where her seat was.

later that night, the couple stumbled across the video of them interacting at the box. it was blowing up with comments and views—a deep blush spreading across both of their cheeks that people noticed it.

"wow, didn't know we had some watchers," will joked a bit, smiling when he saw the other fans around them with soft expressions at their interaction.

"yeah, i didn't either. i guess that's what happens when you make it to the big leagues," samy hit her boyfriend's chest where he just rolled his eyes and snuggled in closer to her side.

"i love having you by my side," he hummed, dozing off into sleep as the night winded down.

"i love being by your side. thanks for keeping me around," she kissed the bridge of his nose and the last thing will did was smile thinking about samy as he fell into a much needed deep sleep.

NUMBER 2 ROOKIE WILL SMITH SENT TO THE BOX DURING THE 2ND PERIOD WAS SPOTTED CHATTING WITH HIS GIRLFRIEND THROUGH THE GLASS. see view for details!

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user1 STOPP that's so cute

user2 this is the best thing i've seen all day aww

user3 been rooting for them since they started dating a year ago

user4 the way he looks at her is so adorable 😖😖

user5 they've been doing this since they were kids!! i'm so glad they continue the little tradition

user6 fuckkkk someone look at me the way will looks at samy

user7 seeing her in teal is sooo cute it looks so good on both of them

user8 she's so his #1 supporter i wonder what they were talking about

user9 someone else posted another angle of this!!! its so cutie seeing her support him like this

user10 i want a relationship like theirs damn it😫😫