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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘖𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘓𝘪𝘧𝘦

𝘓𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯 𝘏𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘵 𝘹 𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

𝘚𝘶𝘮𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘺: 𝘈 𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘓𝘰𝘨𝘢𝘯'𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳.

𝘛𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘱𝘰𝘰𝘭 & 𝘞𝘰𝘭𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘦 (2024). 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘺. 𝘐𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘰𝘺𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘎𝘦𝘯 𝘝, 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘝𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢 𝘕𝘦𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘳 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘦.

𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘰, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵.

𝘞𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴: 𝘝𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘪𝘦.

𝘐 𝘸𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘥/𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘳 30𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘥 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘶𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨.

𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘊𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵: 3.8𝘬

𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘗𝘢𝘳𝘵 / 𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 / 𝘔𝘺 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵

It was raining the day the call came. You were sitting in the living room with Al and Logan, the TV stuck on pause as Wade was in the bathroom. Laura was in the kitchen, tossing another bag of popcorn into the microwave.

Your legs are tossed across Logan's lap as the two of you share the couch, a big knitted afghan tossed across both of you. Logan's big hands were resting on your calves, he'd been hesitant to place them there after you tossed your legs up on him, but you had coaxed him into it.

Ferris Bueller's smirking face stares at you through the screen and you wonder what Wade could possibly still be doing in the bathroom.

"He's gotta be shitting his brains out in there." Al says with a shake of her head, probably thinking of the poor toilet.

"Or he fell in. I bet Logan here left the toilet seat up again." You say, looking at the man across from you.

"I told you, it wasn't me," Logan says, pinching at the skin of your leg

"Hey," You wince slightly at the sharp pain, trying to wiggle away from him.

Logan has a shit-eating grin on his face as he stops, looking at you with interest.

"I can hear you two flirting over there, it's nauseating." Al groans

"How do you hear flirting?" Laura asks as she enters with a big bowl of buttery popcorn.

"She can't. If she can't find the cure to blindness, she can't hear the way those two are eyefucking on the couch from Craigslist." Wade yells from down the hall

"Is he seriously in there with the door wide open?" Laura groans

"Probably." You say, your nose wrinkling in disgust

"I need fresh air!" Wade defends himself

"Then open the window in there," Al yells at him

The shrill sound of Wade's phone ringing on the coffee table has your attention turning from Laura to it. The caller ID reads Tin Man from Wizard of Oz and you blink at it in confusion.

"Wade who is the Tin Man in your phone?"

A loud crash comes from the bathroom and in an instant Wade is back in the living room, snatching the phone from your hands.

"Silver Balls!" Wade greets the person on the phone, "You finally get tired of baldy locks? Or is this a late-night booty call? I'm actually back with Vanessa so you're out of luck."

You look over at Logan for a possible explanation, he shrugs and reaches to toss a few pieces of popcorn into his mouth.

"It's a date!" Wade exclaims enthusiastically, "I'll wear my Hello Kitty boxers and bring the strap!"

The phone is hung up and everyone looks at Wade for an explanation.

"We've been invited for dinner to night at the school." He smiles

"The school as in..." Laura trails off

"Where all mutants go to find love, of course, the home of everyone's favorite bald man. And no, I don't mean Sam Jackson. Fuck your Avengers."

You immediately catch onto what he's saying. Dinner with the X-Men of this universe. You look over at Logan who's gone a bit pale next to you.

"We have to go?" Al asks

"Course we do, silly. I've been meaning to steal Cerebro so this is the perfect chance." Wade sighs

"Not interested," Logan says grouchily, gently pushing your legs off of him before storming off to his room, shutting the door quickly.

"Oh, he is so going," Wade says with a laugh, "It's going to further the plot so, get reading, a tender-hearted conversation is comin' atcha!"

You look at Laura who seems to be as worried as you are about Logan.

"Did you even wash your hands before coming out here?" Al asks Wade suspiciously

You slip into Logan and Wade's room while Laura pushes Wade back into the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Fuck off," Logan says as he lays on his bed, facing the wall

The room is dark for the most part, stormy skies form outside blocking out the sun. You turn the switch for a small desk lamp that sits on Wade's desk before crossing the room to Logan.

"And here I thought we had been getting along so well the past few weeks," You say, sitting on his bed, "Laura's going to be so sad now."

Logan turns around with a huff, laying on his back with his arm propped under his head for support.

"Thought you were that fuckwad." Logan sighs, alluding to Wade.

"Nope." You say

You sit in silence on his bed as he lays there. You take this as your chance to observe his side of this room. It's rather bare compared to Wade's but a few things make the space his. A cigar cutter lays on the dresser, along with a stick of deodorant. A few odd things like sticky notes filled with Wade's doodles litter Logan's things. What does catch your eye is a book labeled "Controlling You Anger" clearly a gag gift but something sticks out of the pages. You pull at it and surprisingly reveal a polaroid of you and him.

Your first thought is that it's from his universe with another version of you, sleeping, tucked into his side. You feel a bit guilty looking at it at first, but upon closer inspection, you see the familiar coloring of the couch that's sitting in the living room. How did he even get this?

"Wade took that. The night we watched Hereditary with Laura, you fell asleep on me and he decided he needed a picture."

A small smile reaches across your face, you're sure Logan can't see it in the low light.

"If he needed it, then why do you have it?"

"You can get rid of it if you want." He says gruffly, ignoring your tease, "It's weird to have a photo of you sleepin' if you don't want me to have it."

You let out a small hum and place it so it's leaning against the candle that sits on Logan's dresser, no longer hidden in the book.

"I like it. It's kinda cute." You say honestly

"If it were higher quality you'd be able to see the drool leaving your mouth." Logan teases with a smile that has your throat squeezing shut.

"Shut up you ass." You say, your voice devoid of any real malice.

"You're not really going to that dinner, right?" Logan asks

"I was going to." You admit

Logan scoffs, "Why bother?"

You know the reason for his behavior, his failure to protect the X-Men of his universe, his failure to protect you.

"We don't have to go." You say, "Could just stay here and finish Ferris Bueller. Drink hot chocolate with those jumbo marshmallows you like."

Logan slowly nods before looking at you. He stares at the ceiling, clearly weighing his options.

"I'll go." He decides

"Logan, I'm sure it'll be hard to see them all again. Really, you don't have to go just because I said I was planning to." You say

"I said I'll go, I'm going." He murmurs

The drive to the school was shorter than you thought it was going to be. Of course, that could've just been Wade's lead foot on the gas pedal. It was a miracle you hadn't gotten pulled over at all.

Al, the lucky woman, had elected to stay home with Mary, claiming that she wasn't interested in the "shit show" that was about to go down. She truly was a woman of comforting words.

Wade slammed on the brakes and eagerly hopped out of the van, clearly excited.

"Last time I was here, no one was around. The studio must've gotten some more budget under their belt. Or perhaps our writer decided to get off her lazy ass and write some actual plot. I wonder what version of the Professor we'll get? McAvoy? Stewart? Maybe even Ross Marquand! He's hot in The Walking Dead."

"Are you nervous?" Laura asks as she gets out of the van with you while Wade knocks on the door

"What's there to be nervous about? I grew up here. Well...here in another universe. But it's still the same I'm sure." You say, swallowing the frog that was in your throat. You couldn't help but be a bit nervous.

"Yeah well, most of these people were nothing but comic books for me so," Laura says

"You'll be alright." You say, running a gentle hand through her long hair, "Besides you survived Logan and I arguing every day for nearly a year, this will be a cakewalk compared to that."

Laura nods and you look around for Logan who has yet to get out of the car, still sitting in the passenger seat. Laura walks off to Wade who is still awaiting an answer at the door and you walk over and knock on the window of the car. Logan rolls it down and sighs like he already knows what you're going to say to him.

"I'm getting out, bub."

"I was just going to tell you to take your time, old man." You smile and lean on the windowsill

"You seem eager to get in there." Logan says, nodding towards the door as it opens to reveal a girl with short hair and dark lipstick on, beside her another girl with bright pink hair, done up in space buns.

Logan slowly pushes the door open as rain begins to drizzle on the two of you.

"Ready?" You ask when you see him hesitate

"It's now or never." He sighs

You're greeted by both of the girls who opened the door for Wade. They both look friendly, well the one who calls herself Yukio looked a bit friendlier than the black lipstick-wearing one.

"Chrome dome! Look at you"! Wade greets, "You missed me didn't you? That's why we're here for dinner right?"

"You are here because you are only way for me to get in contact with them."

Your eyes widen as Colossus points to you and Logan. Holy shit he was tall.

"Are you alright?" The big man asks you

"Fine...It's just last time I saw you, you were well shorter, and how do i say this?" You say, "Not Russian."

"The multiverse is great huh?" Wade says "By the way I wasn't supposed to be in my suit right? Magneto isn't about to float around the corner in his helmet right? Toss Logan around like some ragdoll perhaps?"

"We are having dinner. Not fight night." Colossus says looking down at Wade, "No suit needed."

"Right, right. Lead the way silver penis." Wade says as Colossus groans in disgust when Wade slaps his ass.

"You guys have a fight night?" Laura asks enthusiastically, pumping her legs to keep up with the metal man.

Logan lets out a big sigh as you all follow Colossus through the school.

"You alright?" You ask as you walk beside him

"Fine." He brushes you off, "It's like I'm in some weird dream. Seeing all this again."

You nod, "If it makes you feel better, the last time I saw the school, I was ripping your legs off your body."

"Excuse me?" Logan asked

"After other Logan, asshole one, rejected me, I uh got upset and decided my revenge would be exacted on the front lawn of the school."

"Wasn't the place crawling with kids though?" Logan asked

"Oh it was. I guess I freaked most of them out since the Professor asked me to leave after that." You sigh, "Shipped me off to some quiet cabin in Maine until our universe started to die.

"Shit," Logan says

"Tell me about it." You say

It's odd to say the least, the whole ordeal. The Professor is the first one you see as you enter the formal dining room. Storm and Scott are there too, and much to your surprise, Jean Grey.

The Professor calls both of your names and Logan looks like he's seeing a ghost as the silver wheelchair rolls slowly towards you.

"I'm not jealous at all right now." Wade whispers to Laura, "That's Patrick fucking Stewart!"

Charles' eyes scan the both of you and you're not entirely sure what to do. Surely he can just look in your mind and see everything you'd experienced.

"How extraordinary." He breathes, "Both of you."

"Uh...thanks." Logan says awkwardly

You sit next to Logan for dinner, Laura takes her place on his other side and Wade, unfortunately takes the open seat on your right.

"So, he just showed up and took you right out of your timeline?" Scott asked Logan

"Yeah, basically. Dragged me into The Void with him too." Logan says as he takes another forkful of food

"And what about you?" Scott turned to look at you

"Oh my universe was dying. I was already in The Void when Wade and this one here showed up." You gently pat Logan's shoulder and turn to him, only to find him looking at Jean who sits across from him.

You let your hand drop from his shoulder, unable to shake the dread that sinks in your stomach as Wade turns the conversation to his favorite topic, himself.

"So where have you all been when I was here? I mean all I'm used to is Colossus, Justin Beiber, and of course my sweet angel, Yukio."

Yukio waves with a big smile on her face and Wade returns it with heart hands.

"Yes well, we are busy people, Mr. Wilson." Charles says, "Lots of responsibilities as an X-Man."

Wade nods and takes another bite of his food, "Did you guys make any dessert?"

An overly large slice of cake sits on your plate but you can't find yourself to take a bite as Logan asks Jean about her science classes. Something was clawing at your chest, you couldn't name it but it felt like it was suffocating you as you watched the two of them talk.

"So what did you do in your universe before you were pruned?" Storm asks, shaking you from your thoughts.

"Oh, I was an X-Man. Nothing too cool." You say blandly "Taught a Psychology class to some of the older kids. Pretty sure I wasn't that good of a teacher since most kids slept through the class every day.

"I'm sure you were great." Storm smiles

"Good enough to get kicked out." You say, "Scared too many kids one day with my own powers."

"Well, now you're here with us. The past is forgotten and you have a second chance here in this universe." Charles says with a smile

You slowly nod and take a small bite of cake. Nothing was going to convince you to be an X-Man again. You were much happier with Matt at the bookstore.

Coffee is brought out as Charles directs everyone to the large library, answering Wade's many ridiculous questions while Laura walks along the shelves, running her fingers along the spine of the books. A flash of lightening illuminates the dreary skies outside. It's early evening as you sit in an oversized chair, watching Logan and Jean continue to talk like they've known each other their whole lives.

Your mind spins when he laughs at something she says, his pretty smile that normally sends tingles down your body is filling it with dread as you watch. You watch as he slips through your fingers again. You must've been cursed, doomed to watch him find another while you stood on the side.

Rain splatters against the windows as you try to focus on Charles' voice as he talks to Wade. You couldn't believe this was happening to you again. You were so certain that you had him this time.

Fuck, you'll admit it, you were jealous.

Jealous as you watched Jean and Logan talk. Jealous over whatever made her so special. How the hell was this happening to you again, this time in a whole different universe with a whole new Logan? A Logan you thought might've been all yours. And yet, here you sat as the universe turned you into the fool again.

"I'll be right back." You mumble before carefully setting your coffee cup down and slipping out of the library and towards one of the many doors that led out of the school.

You stood just a few steps away from the door as you stared out into the backyard. The small roof that covered the doorway kept you dry as you took a deep breath of the cool air that smelled like rain.

The air cleared your head as you smoothed out the fabric of the cardigan and jeans you had chosen to wear. A shaky breath escaped your lips as you ran a hand over your face.

"So fucking stupid." You groan loudly into the open air

"What's stupid?"

This motherfucker.

Your legs propel you off the back porch, hoping he'd take the hint. You move quicker when you hear him crunching leaves under his behind you. The rain is cold on your skin as you walk faster through the yard, hoping that you might disappear into one of the large trees and never return.

Why couldn't he just leave you alone and let you rot in your misery?

Logan calls your name as rain water begins to soak your clothes making you shiver.

"Go away, Logan." You call over your shoulder, "I want to be alone."

A hand catches your forearm and he spins you to face him. He looks a bit breathless as he holds you still, rain making his hair look a bit flatter than usual.

"What're you doing? It's raining out here, you're going to get sick." He chastises

"Just go back. I'll be in soon. I just wanted to clear my head." You say, yanking your arm from his hold

"What's wrong?" He asks, wiping at some of the rain that's dripping off the hair that sticks to his forehead

"Nothing. Go back inside." You lie, getting ready to walk away again

"Something is wrong." Logan says, catching your hand in his, "I won't leave until you tell me."

"It's Jean!"

The words tumble out of your mouth like vomit as you twist your hand from his, ignoring the way he winces when your nails scratch his skin.

"Jean?" He breathes, "What're you talking about?"

You shake your head and a small laugh leaves your lips. Was he truly that dense?

"You and her. I have watched you leave me once for her, I won't sit by and watch it happen again. If you want her, just say it now so I can stop."

Logan looks at you, taking in your wet form as your chest heaves in anger. You push your hair away from your face and take a step towards him and point a finger to his chest.

"I won't let you turn me into a fool again. It already happened once, and I will not let it happen again."

"Stop what?" Logan asks, taking a step back so your hand drops back to your side

"What?" You ask

"You said you want me to tell you now so you can stop. Stop what?" He asks

Your eyes narrow and a scoff leaves your mouth, "Forget it. Go back to her Logan. You always do."

You turn on your heel and let your legs carry you deeper into the school's grounds. Big oak trees threaten to swallow you whole as you try to be careful not to trip on their roots. At least the leaves provide a bit of protection from the rain.

Just a few more minutes out here and you'd go back inside. Maybe sit with Laura and ask Storm if you could borrow a towel to dry off.

Logan's sudden appearance from behind one of the tree trunks, nearly has you screaming.

"What are you doing?" You gasp, startled by his appearance. How had he moved so fast?

He takes a big step forward, you're a measly five feet away from him but do nothing to back away, though your mind screams at you to.

"I know what's wrong," Logan starts" And you won't say it, so I will."

"Oh great." You say, sarcasm dripping like blood from an open wound. "This ought to be good." Your heart squeezes as you brace yourself for what will come out of his mouth about Jean and how he wants her.

"I love you."

Your eyes snap to his, ready to discern the lie, yet you find nothing but truthfulness across his face, "Logan..."

" I've loved you and no one else since the moment I saw you in The Void. You were like some...ghost that had come back to haunt me. And even when I thought I hated you,"

He takes another step forward, slowly closing the distance between the two of you.

"I learned to love you again. These past weeks have been special to me. And I don't want you to say that you don't feel it too, because I know you do. "

Your head spins as your brain tries to make sense of his words. Surely you were dreaming. Or perhaps you had entered another new universe.

"We're a mess, you and I," Logan says finally closing the distance between the two of you, pressing his forehead to yours, "Please, don't shut me out over silly jealousy."

You are fully captivated by him as droplets of rain sneak their way through the big oak trees, your eyes flutter shut and you rest your hands on his solid chest. Is this truly happening?

A warm laugh bubbles up your chest and out of your mouth, "I don't know what to say."

"Don't say anything then," Logan says, gently brushing his thumb over your face.

Your heart pounds so loudly in your ears, you swear you're going deaf as you open your mouth again, "I love you too."

A small chuckle leaves Logan's lips as he leans in towards you, "Good."

Your heart pounds as you know what's coming next, you're not sure where he ends and you begin as he leans in, filling your mind with nothing but him.

Logan's hands find your waist and he pulls you in, letting his lips collide with yours. You can taste the cigar he smoked earlier as it mingled with the sweetness of the juice that had been served at dinner. Fireworks danced behind your eyes as you finally got everything you wanted, he was yours.

Your hands flew up to wave through his hair as he tilted his head just so to deepen the kiss. Logan pulled you impossibly closer and smiled when a surprised squeak left your lips. You don't know how he did it, but he has your back pressed to a tree as his lips pull away from yours, both of your chests heaving for air.

"Do we have to go back inside?" You laugh resting your head against the tree trunk

"I already thought of that." Logan slyly smiles before fishing in his pocket, revealing the keys to the van,

"Let's get out of here, hon."

Part Seven

Kiss kiss, fall in love. MUAH.💋💋💋

The scene in the backyard under the rain is based on the song Sparks Fly by Taylor Swift.

Also, in no way do I hate Jean. I promise I love her and her cunty red hair.

Since everyone seemed to like them so much, here's more cat pictures. Her name is Ash she has a love of face masks and tries to eat them whenever she gets ahold of them. She also rips house flies apart to keep me safe. I love her.

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[emmg]

I don't think Bioware fully comprehends the absolute chaos it’s about to release by handing us, the unapologetic mage-bangers, Emmrich "well done, my dear" Volkarin after the emotional war crime that was the Solas romance.

It’s like they’re handing us an emotionally healthy daddy figure wrapped in a big ol’ “yes, praise me harder” bow and just expecting us to behave.

AO3? Oh, it’s about to be a bloodbath. A flood of unholy praise kink is going to rain down like mana from horny heaven. The poor voice actor? He’s got no idea what’s coming. Fans, barely coherent, will be sobbing in his DMs, pleading for him to record lines like, "darling, sweet thing, apple of my throbbing loins,” because suddenly that’s the only thing keeping them going.

And you just know the fics are gonna go there. We’re talking steamy, full-blown, knee-weakening sex scenes so detailed you’ll practically hear the slapping sounds through your screen. Every silver hair, every wrinkled brow is going to get worshipped like it’s the goddamn Holy Grail. Emmrich? He’s not just a mentor now, no—he’s the silver-fox sex wizard of everyone’s dirtiest, most depraved dreams.

Bioware, you’ve dragged us through the emotional meat grinder with Solas, and now you’re tossing us this emotionally sane and well-adapted snack with decades of good coping mechanisms? Oh, baby, the sex scenes are gonna be biblical. I’m talking hands-on-bookshelves, robes ripped off, candles flickering like we’re summoning a demon but, surprise, it’s just Emmrich praising your efforts in bed like you’re acing your dissertation. It's gonna be 'well done, my dear' while you’re doing ungodly things to that silver fox, and he’s stroking your hair like you just unlocked a new achievement.

Me? Oh, honey, I’ll be on the front lines like a horny general leading the charge into the unholy lands. November 1st? I’m not just showing up, I’m rolling in with a pre-written, fully locked-and-loaded stash of smut so scandalous, my Orthodox ancestors will not only crucify me—they’ll disown me in the afterlife. I’m gonna make them turn in their graves so hard, we’ll solve the energy crisis.

And let’s not get it twisted—I’m going to worship this thin, emotionally available mage like he’s the last goddamn spellcaster left in Thedas. I’m talking tongue tracing every single one of his ribs like I’m mapping out the delicate lines of a cathedral—except it’s not sacred, it’s blasphemous as fuck. Forget holy water; it’s gonna be sweat, and I’ll be so deep into my thirst, my own character, Rook, will be doing things that’d make even the most depraved demon of desire blush. Every sliver of his body, every wrinkle, every bone—especially the bones—is getting the Rook Treatment™.

Bioware? You better brace yourself because I’m about to publish smut so audacious, so flagrantly wanton, even the Deep Roads will seem vanilla.

We’ve suffered. And now poor Emmrich’s going to be buried alive under the weight of all that… pent-up thirst. Welcome to the show, sweet necromancer.

[chillinglyadventurous]

The Dungeon Master - Stanford Pines

This gives me the perfect excuse to use that the gif to a post.

Also, I apologize for this. It took me too long to do. I don’t know if any of the D&D stuff is accurate. I did a lot of research, but I’m still confused.

Tags: Shameless flirting, fluff, Dipper being grossed out

The sun had begun to set outside the window of the Mystery Shack, casting a warm orange glow over the living room. You, Dipper, and Ford were seated around the coffee table, character sheets, dice, and figurines spread out in front of you. Tonight was Dungeons, Dungeons, and More Dungeons night, with Ford acting as Dungeon Master. Dipper had his character all set, a cunning rogue with a knack for traps, while you had chosen a sorcerer, one with a lot of charisma.

Ford sat across from you, his sharp eyes glinting behind his glasses as he set up the next scene, his fingers drumming lightly against the Dungeon Master’s Guide. He played a mysterious wizard NPC, powerful, an enigma, the kind of character who kept their motives hidden, much like Ford himself sometimes did.

“You enter the ancient ruins,” Ford began, his deep voice slipping into that smooth, narrative tone. “The air is thick with the scent of damp moss and the lingering traces of forgotten magic. Your party is weary after days of travel, but the wizard with you is ever-watchful. His eyes follow your every move with an intensity that makes it hard to focus on anything else.”

Dipper was already leaning forward, ever the eager player. “I check for traps!”

“You find none. The way ahead appears clear, though the shadows move strangely as if they’re alive.” Ford nodded, rolling behind his screen.

Your turn. You leaned forward slightly, catching Ford’s eye. “I use my sorcery to detect any magical energy nearby.” You gave him a small smile, knowing exactly where you wanted this to go.

Ford raised an eyebrow, clearly picking up on your tone. “Clever. Roll for it.”

The dice clattered across the table and you couldn’t help but notice the way Ford watched you. His gaze was fixed on you, as if mesmerized by the way you moved, the way your face lit up when you rolled a 23. Success.

“You detect magic,” he said, his voice dropping slightly, “but not from the ruins. It’s coming from the wizard himself, the one who’s been by your side this whole time. He notices your gaze and smirks, clearly aware of your suspicions and, perhaps, something else.”

You smiled, fully leaning into the game and into whatever this was between you and Ford. “I step closer to him,” you said, your voice matching his low tone. “I ask him what he’s hiding.”

Ford’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “The wizard smirks back at you, his voice smooth. ‘You’re quite observant,’ he says, his eyes locking with yours, ‘but are you sure you want to know? Some things are best left to the imagination.’” There was a definite spark there, his words meant for more than just the game.

Dipper, less impressed with your banter, sighed. “I’m just going to keep searching for treasure while you two are busy whatever this is.” The boy rolled his eyes.

“My sorcerer isn’t afraid of a little danger,” you said, raising an eyebrow. “I tell him I’m ready for whatever truth he’s hiding.”

Ford’s smile widened, and he leaned forward slightly, drawing you in. “The wizard’s gaze intensifies, intrigued by your boldness. ‘Very well,’ he says, stepping closer, his eyes never leaving yours. ‘Be warned, once you know, there’s no going back.’ He reaches out and takes your hand. ‘Do you still want the truth?’”

There was no mistaking the heat between your characters or between you and Ford. Your face grew red, but you played it cool, refusing to break the moment. “I hold his hand,” you said, holding Ford’s gaze, “and I tell him I’m not afraid.”

Ford’s voice dropped to almost a whisper. “The wizard’s smirk fades into something more serious. ‘Then come closer,’ he says, his grip on your hand tightening slightly. ‘I think we’re just getting started.’”

“Oh, come on! Are we ever getting to the treasure room, or is this just going to turn into some weird romance novel?” Dipper groaned, louder this time, pulling you both out of the moment.

Ford chuckled, finally breaking character, though there was still that spark in his eyes. “Patience, Dipper,” he said, glancing at you with a soft smile. “Sometimes the best rewards aren’t found in treasure chests.”

You returned his smile, the air between you charged with something unspoken, something you both felt. Whatever this game was, it was clear now that the flirtation between your characters wasn’t just part of the story. It was real and it was building toward something you were both more than ready to explore and, tonight, it felt like this story was only just beginning.

The sun was now dipping lower beyond the horizon, casting longer shadows through the windows of the Mystery Shack. Dipper, growing increasingly impatient with your and Ford’s subtle and not-so-subtle flirting, shuffled his character sheet around with a sigh.

“You know what,” Dipper said with an exasperated sigh, I’ll just keep looking around while you two finish whatever it is this is.”

Ford gave a small, amused grin, clearly enjoying Dipper’s discomfort and rolled for Dipper’s action. “You find a concealed passage behind one of the moss-covered columns leading deeper into the ruins,” he narrated. “The air coming from it is colder and you can hear faint whispers, but you can’t make out the words.”

“Perfect,” Dipper hooped, eager to move the adventure forward. “I lead the way.”

You, however, weren’t done with Ford’s wizard just yet. “Before we follow,” you interrupted, eyes flicking back to Ford, “I turn to the wizard again. There’s more I want to know.”

Ford’s attention shifted back to you, and it was clear he was still in character. “The wizard arches an eyebrow, intrigued by your persistence. ‘You are a curious one,’ he says and steps closer to you. ‘What more could you possibly want to know from me?’”

You didn’t miss a beat. “I tell him, ‘I want to know your true intentions. You’ve been guiding us this whole time, but I can’t shake the feeling you’ve been withholding something important. Why help us at all?’” Your voice took on the weight of your character’s curiosity, but you were also digging a little deeper, probing at the unspoken connection between you and Ford.

Ford leaned back slightly, clearly thinking through his response, but the gleam in his eyes suggested he was enjoying this just as much as you. “The wizard’s expression softens before he smiles again, a touch of something almost affectionate in his voice. ‘Ah, you see through me more than I expected. My intentions aren’t entirely selfless, but let’s just say that helping you may benefit us both.’”

He paused, letting his words hang between you. You couldn’t help but feel like the conversation was more than just about your characters. It felt personal, like Ford was saying more than what was on the surface.

“While you two have your deep conversation, I head down the passage.” Dipper cleared his throat dramatically, breaking the moment.

Ford turned his attention to Dipper, rolling for the rogue’s stealth. “You move quietly through the narrow passage,” his voice returned to the narrative, but his eyes still flicked back to you occasionally. “The walls are covered in faint, glowing runes, but, as you proceed, you notice that the air is getting colder and the whispers are growing louder.”

“I press on, keeping my dagger ready.” Dipper nodded, focused now.

Ford’s tone shifted back into his more intense Dungeon Master mode. “As you reach the end of the passage, you come to a circular chamber. In the center, there’s an old stone pedestal and resting on it is an orb glowing with a blue light. The whispers are coming from it. You feel a strange pull like it’s calling to you.”

Dipper’s eyes lit up. “Okay, now we’re talking! I approach the orb, but I’m careful not to touch it just yet.”

Ford nodded, keeping the tension alive. “As you get closer, the pull becomes stronger. You sense great power, but also great danger.”

“I follow into the chamber,” you said, your sorcerer now on high alert. “Seeing the orb, I cast magic detection to sense any hidden dangers.”

Ford glanced at his notes, rolling behind the screen. “You detect an incredibly strong magical presence, something ancient and far beyond what you’ve encountered before. The orb seems to be connected to the very fabric of reality itself and tampering with it could have unpredictable consequences.”

Dipper, always the bold adventurer, grinned. “I’m still going to touch it.”

“Wait!” You reached across the table as if trying to stop him, but it was too late.

Ford grinned mischievously, clearly enjoying this moment. “The moment your hand touches the orb, everything shifts. The room around you begins to warp. The stone walls twist and spiral like they’re being pulled into another dimension. You feel your body being lifted off the ground, and the voices in your head grow louder.”

“Uh oh.”

“Then,” Ford continued, “a sudden force yanks you back, pulling you away from the orb. You stumble backward. When you look up, it’s the wizard standing there, his hand raised, having cast a spell to protect you.”

You looked at Ford, eyebrow raised, clearly impressed. “I turn to the wizard and say, ‘I think I owe you my thanks, again.’”

Ford, still in character, gave you a sly grin. “‘I told you I was here to help,’ the wizard says, ‘but I can’t always protect you from the consequences of your actions.’” He leaned in slightly, his gaze locking with yours. “I seem to have a special interest in keeping you safe.”

The flirting was unmistakable now. Dipper’s groan was equally loud as he slumped back in his chair. “I can’t believe this is happening in the middle of an adventure! Are we adventurers or what?”

You laughed, but your focus stayed on Ford. “What can I say? My sorcerer has a thing for mysterious wizards.”

Ford’s smile deepened. “It seems the feeling is mutual.”

[neinofthem]

the aeor arc is so beautiful like the nein are having the shittiest time of their lives they find out that essek’s in eiselcross they are EXTREMELY suspicious but they go to check it out because what the hell they just fought a dragon might as fucking well. so they rock up to vurmas and essek is having the worlds’ longest most awkward panic attack which they politely ignore. they tell him about the dead member of the wizard cabinet in caleb’s back pocket and essek overcomes five separate complexes to ask them to please leave which they do but then they come back and are like uh. hey. ikithon’s after you. woops. and essek is like um ok well i will die which is like whatever. and THEN caleb’s like well we actually want to ally with trent are you cool with that and essek’s like fuck no but i’m still in love with you :( so the nein lock themselves in his office to debate whether or not they trust him while essek paces outside and considers killing himself and then when they let him back in they’re like ok essek we trust you more than the child torturer like we don’t trust you that much but you can come with us. and essek is too busy staging a dream ballet in his head after he heard the word ‘trust’ to listen to the rest so he gives an impassioned monologue about trust and friendship until the nein are like. well :/ sure buddy if it helps you sleep at night. i guess. and then when they saved the world together for actual real essek helps ONCE and it’s to assist in taking a nap. absolutely insane that this happened on my screen and i’m still here to tell the tale i don’t know how i’m still standing to be honest.

[silvvermst]

SO, KISS ME

SYNOPSIS :: a drunk Warren somehow ends up in front of your dorm roon

NOTE :: made this while I was at work, got this inspo from an edit on tiktok !! btw, this is a gn! reader yeyyy

TYPE :: fluff / implied smut

A phone call snapped you from your focus on the computer, your fingers typing abruptly stopped. You took off your earphones and swiftly grabbed the phone from the other table.

“Yes, hello?” You pressed the phone between your ear and shoulder. While you focused back on your PC.

“Heeey, friend. Why you calling?” Although the owner of the voice slurred his words, it was booming loudly from the speaker that you had no choice but to wince.

You mouthed an, ‘Oh my God’ with a roll of your eyes.

“Helloooo, is that you my friend? My wizard friend, Dumblebee?” Again, the loudness of his voice remains the same.

“Fucking hell, Warren, you know that I'm grinding tonight!” You said with a huff, slowly losing focus from not just the loudness of his voice but his background with party songs.

“Oh, hi! Can, can you, uh, my broom is not working. So, please pick up.” An annoyed expression was now sitting comfortably on your face. Even from miles away you can imagine the harsh smell from the liqour.

“No, I'm not taking care of your drunk ass.” You huff by this time your character in the game already died, flashing red with a text saying ‘Game Over’. “Ugh, now, I'm dead.”

“What?! NO! You can't be dead!” He screams on his phone that makes you grimace and the phone slips from your shoulder and ears, letting it drop on the floor. From a short distance, you can faintly hear his voice.

“I swear to God, I'll kill you when I pick you up.” you muttered under your breath before picking up the phone from the floor. “Stay right where you are, I'll bring you home.”

Then, you ended the call. You grabbed the hoodie he left on your bed and put it on, secretly loving the way it fits perfectly on your body. You locked your dorm room and headed to the parking lot, with the keys jingling on your finger as you tucked your phone in your pockets.

As you were about to start the engine, a call buzzed through your phone. Warren's name appears on the called ID. “I told you I'm picking you up. Stay where you are.”

“Uh, hey, you must be Warren’s friend.” A feminine voice filled your ears as you turned the engine on.

“Yeah, who, who's this?” You stammered unintentionally, but somehow your voice breaks, either from embarrassment or uneasiness whether Warren is even present in the situation.

“This is Max, I, we, found Warren outside of the club.” Oh, she's the girl Warren's been talking about for a month. “We'll take him home.” She pauses since Warren's voice starts to interrupt her.

“Is that my Dumblebee?” You sighed.

“Alright, then, you guys take good care of him.” You fiddled with the keys and turned the engine off. The other caller ends it, then you finally let out a big sigh you've been keeping ever since you've heard Max's voice fill the car from Warren's phone. Does that mean they went to the party together? Or he finally invited her? Asked her out? Was that their first date?

“Fuuuuck!” You slammed the car door close, your hands finding warmth inside of the pocket of his hoodie. “Shouldn’t have called me if you already had someone taking care of you! Fucking…hell.”

You went back to your dorm with a grudge, slumping back down on your office chair. The game you were playing earlier was still on and how the light from the computers lights up your dimmed room. Playing this shitty game is the only thing that can stop your mind from thinking about whether Warren made it out alive and is safe. But of course, the more you play, the more time passes and your worry only gets worse. To the point you let your character get killed and the screen fades with a ‘Game Over’, and immediately grabs your phone that sits on top of your bed since you threw it away earlier.

“The least that girl could do was update me on whether Warren made it home safe.” You said under your breath, feeling irritated yet upset since you know you don't have the right to it, you were just his friend, not a partner. “But still! I can still get worried, God be damned.”

You input his number and it starts ringing and ringing, at first you thought there was something wrong with your speakers that it seems like it has an echo. “Wait, what the fuck?” The only difference was that the echo comes from a distance.

More likely from the other side of the door that you immediately connected the dots. You rush to your front door upon opening it, Warren's back was lying against your door upon opening his back smashes harshly against the floor that he let out grunts of pain.

“Fuck! Warren? What the, what are you?” Your questions that were running through your mind seemed to fade away when you saw the discomfort on his face. “Alright, wake up. Let's get you to my bed.”

Your arms wrapped around his waist as you used yourself as his crutch, stumbling down to your bed. You let go of his weight when you were near your bed, and you watched as his head hit the pillows that he made a sound from.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Warren?” You sighed, not even caring if he's going to answer since he doesn't look conscious.

“Mhm…” He lets out that it made you step closer.

“What did you say?”

“You promised to pick me up.” He said in the most childish tone, like a kid that didn't get a gift from their birthday.

“Well, I'm sorry, your highness.” You said sarcastically while you rolled your eyes. “I would have if not for your little girlfriend.”

“Max is my friend.” You couldn't help but make an annoyed face, as you walked away from him and went to close the door.

“And I'm your friend, there's an obvious difference between how you treat me and her.” You whispered.

“I heard that.” How the fuck?!

“Now, aren't you a superhero with a lame power? Tell me, do you hear the birds chirping too?” You bite back, even yourself was surprised to have a petty fight with a drunkard.

He tries to sit up but fails miserably, as it seems the bed was swallowing him up. “Can you please come here? I really can't feel my legs.”

“Mhn, are you sobering up?” He didn't answer, instead opening his arms and legs wide like a starfish. “Nope, still drunk as fuck.”

“I missed you, we didn't see each other for like,” He pauses with a confused expression planted on his face. “For like, uh, four days?”

“It was just two days, Warren. Two. Days.” You emphasized the last two words, and turned to your heels walking towards your small kitchen counter. Brewing hot water on an electric kettle.

“I missed playing with you, studying with you, watching with you, reading your stories.” He says in his starfish position, still. Although, he didn't say he missed you but you were glad enough that he missed doing things with you.

“Me too.” A short reply that led him to keep talking that you almost zoned out.

“So yeah, that's how I got stuck at the party. Can you believe it?! Those fuckers! Now, I have to buy new tires.” He exclaimed, your bed was already a mess since one of your pillows was on the floor and your comforter was touching the floor.

“Don’t worry we'll get your car fixed. I know a vulcanizing shop, we can get a new tire.” The shriek of the kettle began and he screamed. Literally, screamed.

“What was that?!”

“Calm your tits, I'm preparing you some tea.” You pulled the plug and prepared a blue mug, his mug, which is a mug that he alone only uses. You filled the mug and dropped a tea bag on it.

“Mhm, tea. I like it with milk.”

“With milk, I know.” The both of you said in unison.

You could hear him thrash around your bed as there were shuffling and whining coming from him. He gets so fussy when he's drunk.

“Is it done?” He asks, his head resting against his hand as he turns his body to look at you from the kitchen counter. “You look good in my hoodie.”

Realization hits hard when you remembered you didn't take it off after you came back, as your blush appears quickly on your cheeks and feel its heat travel to your ears and down to your spine that makes your ears ring. “It was cold and your hoodie was the only thing I have right now.” You said quietly, thank fucking hell your back was on him because he can easily see the redness of your cheeks. But you didn't notice that he already got up from your bed.

“Mhm, should I just give you all of my clothes? You seemed to look better on them than on me.” He whispered beside you, leaning against the kitchen counter.

“Shit! Warren! When did you get there? I thought you couldn't feel your legs!” It was too late, he already saw your face. So instead, you wrapped your hand on the handle of the mug and pushed it gently to him. “Get yourself sober and I'll take you home.”

You walked away, almost running from him. As your eyes darted around the room, you plopped down on your swivel chair. Though, you can hear him take some sips of his tea and hear a hiss from burning his tongue. “Are you making fun of me?”

You couldn't help but giggle at him, “Sorry, sorry, you sounded like an idiot.”

“Nuh uh, my GPA is higher than yours. Therefore, your argument deems to be irrelevant.” You can hear him start to walk, but not near you. He settled down on your bed once again. “I can see you rolling your eyes.”

“Whatever, finish your tea… you're crazy for ending up here” You mulled over the thought of it and couldn't help but ask him. “Why were you even here in the first place?”

“You said you'll pick me up.” He repeated his answer from the same previous question you asked him. “I told them to drop me here. So you'll get to take me home.”

You noticed he hasn't slurred his speech so much, maybe since the conversation went on and on it made him sober enough.

“You’re an idiot, you really are. It's just, sometimes I don't even get you. We've been friends for a while. I mean, maybe for a while, but you're hard to read. And the stupid comments you're making earlier, you make it sound like I stole your clothes.” Your frustration from earlier was already filling you up that you didn't notice he set the half empty mug in your nightstand and walked towards you.

Warren saw how your shoulder blades motion as your hands waves around while you're explaining, but when you get like this you always turn your back on him. He hates it the most, when you finally say your true feelings to him but you're talking to air instead of facing him. He wants to see your face, your expressions, that cute crunch that forms between your eyebrows, or how you bite your lower lip when you hesitate but in the end spills whatever you're thinking anyway. He couldn't read you the way he wanted to, and so he approached you, placing a firm hand on your swivel chair and turned you around.

“Do you want me to stay or not?” His voice was soft but his expression was stoic. The drunkenness he felt earlier dissipates, he could clearly see your face and your mouth formed an ‘o’. Then, once again the blood on your body travels back to your cheeks staining it with red.

You were like a gaping fish when you met him face to face, trapping you on the chair as his hands held on the armrest. “Well?” He urges on. “Does your silence means ‘yes’?”

Thoughts were rushing through your mind, what the fuck is he exactly insinuating?! First, he goes to that fucking drive-in with a girl. The next he hangs out with Brooke. Now, he's trapping you in this chair with no idea why the fuck is he even upset! If anyone is upset, it should be you!

“I just thought Max will take you home, how was I supposed to know you'll get this childish?!” You huffed, crossing your arms and leaning your back to the chair. “There are already a lot of people taking care of you, why should I include myself in? We're just friends.”

His shoulders slacken. “Then, fine. I'll get going, then.” He grunted, pulling himself away from you. Swaying from side to side as if his drunkenness came back. “Poor me, alone and drunk , I hope I won't run into some muggers.”

You sighed and looked at the ceiling. “Just pray that I won't kill you tonight. At least, get sober before we head out because I'm not dragging your sleepy ass when you pass out.”

“Okie dokie! Don't worry, I'm all sober now.” He responds with a smile on his face before launching himself on your bed.

“But you just said you're drunk?!” You threw your hands up in frustration.

“Did I say that? Oh, well.” His jolly attitude continues as he hugs your pillow and comforter. Is he actually faking his sobriety right now?

You got up from your chair and walked to him, “Alright, stop lounging around and let's get going”

He was quiet for a second but he didn't get off the bed, “I’m sorry for earlier, Chloe told me those lines usually work.” Instead he was busying himself with fiddling the stitching of your pillows.

“It’s fine.” You sighed, stood in front of him and he started to look at you with that gaze. “Wait, what do you mean by ‘usually work’?”

Warren looks at you straight in the eyes, the type of stare that pulls you in as if there was a whole constellation inside his irises. He eventually looked away, pushing himself up from your bed until he was standing in front of you, his shadow created by the low light of the lamp covering you.

“What?” You ask, realizing how dumb you sound, like a deer in headlights.

“You really are naïve, as Chloe said.”

“Huh?”

“Nothing. I'm gonna get going.” He turned his back on you and headed to your door. Of course, you followed after him. When he opened the door, he stepped out in the doorframe, making the door remained open since he was still standing on its way, not budging.

“Now, what?” You asked, your phone in your pocket buzzing. “Wait, let me get this first.”

As you were about to pull out your phone, he asked you. “Truth or dare?”

“The fuck are you talking about.” You brows furrowed, confusion written all over you that you start to look like a question mark.

“Truth or dare? If you don't answer or do the dare, you'll do my homework for a month.” He repeated, his hands fidgeting to the point he started to scratch his nape. “Come on, don't make me look like an idiot.”

“You already are, dumbass. And it's dare, but make sure I don't get into trouble.” You took your phone and saw the caller ID and declined the call.

“Kissmerightnow.” He says, although his words came out too fast. But you weren't an idiot to not understand it. Then, his cheeks blushed with red as dark as cherries.

You were speechless to say the least, by how he's acting now made you believe for a second he's actually serious. But you know better that there's no way, surely he's just pulling a joke that Chloe, maybe, taught him.

So, you took his hand and planted a ghost kiss. Your lips barely brushed against his knuckles, but he could feel your hot breath that made his blush even darker and you noticed the twitch of his hand.

“There, asshole. Are you happy now? Let's get going.” You say but you were as flushed as him.

“Now, you ask me.” He pouts like a fucking child, you don't know whether you can stop yourself from pinching his cheek if he doesn't stop this cuteness.

“Fuuuck! Fine! Truth or dare?” You impatiently said, your hands resting on your hips.

“Dare.” You laughed at how determined he looks.

“Then, kiss me on the lips.” You say with a smug grin on your face.

He looked at you, again with that fucking stare, “Are you serious?”

“I’m dead serious, unless you want to ace all of my homeworks this month—”

You didn't finish your sentence because his own lips shut you up, his hands on your plump, red cheeks. His soft lips brush against yours, his eyes are scrunched close while his ear turns red that's similar to the color of his cheeks.

Your arms were limped on your sides, as you felt his body heat wrapped around you. You didn't realized that you were kissing him back, but he made a squeak when he felt your tongue glide on his lower lip. He patted your shoulder, stopping the kiss and took deep breaths that you kept while the two of you basked in each other's kisses.

The both of you were silent, but finally, you finally understood the look he gave you too many times. He was hitting on you in the first place, you were just too dumb to notice. Your eyes finally understood him, as well as he understands you.

The silence was deafening which is why you pulled him to you by his collar and closed the door behind you. Wishing no one saw the both of you making out in the hallway.

Although, a certain brunette with blue hair peered at the window.

“I really thought he'd chicken out, man. I mean, he was begging us to pick him home instead.” The blue haired bragged. “And in the end he makes us stop by at their dormitory. That guy is so fucking in love with them.”

“I know, but I guess we did a great job making him drunk first, huh?” Max says, though she wasn't really up to the challenge. She thought there was a better way to confess instead of drinking a lot of liquor to muster up Warren's courage. “Let's just not mention the fact that we put holes in his tires.”

“I doubt he'll get angry, I'm sureeeee he's enjoying a lot tonight.” She said with a grin, and Max just laughed and pulled her by the hand away from the window.

[delicatebarness]

i cant read your mind | chapter two

Summary: After hearing the news, you go to confront Sam. However, you end up on your first mission since the return of Thanos.

Warnings: MCU Spoilers. The Falcon and the Winter Soldier spoilers throughout.

Word Count: 1584

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A/N: Two chapters in one night. I did plan for this chapter to cover the whole of episode two of FATWS however, I also don't like the chapters being too long so here's the first half.

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Your heart pounded in your chest as you scrambled for the remote, turning up the volume. On the screen, a man clad in red, white, and blue filled the screen as he stood tall, winking at the camera. The new Captain America. 

Racing with questions, your mind couldn’t stop. How could they replace Steve like that? And who the fuck even was this new Captain America? Was he even worthy of carrying the shield?

Frustration and anger boiled your blood, mixing with the hurt from Bucky’s appearance the day before. The world felt like it was spinning out of control, and tears began to trickle down your cheeks. 

Taking a deep breath, you wiped away the tears and forced yourself to focus. With determination, you got up and made your way to find Sam.

~

“You had no right to give up the shield, Sam.” you listened to Bucky and Sam talk about the situation as they made their way closer to you. Not yet noticing your presence. 

“Hey. This is what you’re not gonna do.” an amused smile tugged at the corners of your lips as Sam began to tell Bucky straight, “You’re not gonna come here in your overextended life and tell me about my rights. It’s over Bucky.”  

Applause echoed through the room, drawing the attention of Sam and Bucky. Bucky’s gaze locked with yours, while Sam’s eyes rolled.

“You too?” Sam’s voice filled with annoyance as he addressed you. Your smile remained as you stepped forward. 

“How could I resist this party?” you quipped, voice laced with amusement. “Sam, you know I respect your decision,” you sent him a sincere smile as his expression softened at your words. He was grateful for your support, now and back in Washington. “But, we need to fix this.” 

“I have bigger things to deal with now,” Sam exclaimed, taking both you and Bucky by surprise. “What could be bigger than this?” Bucky asked, his disbelief was evident. 

You listened to Sam and Bucky go back and forth about the group called the Flag Smashers and The Big Three. You were on Bucky’s side about the wizards, but you knew agreeing with Sam would rile him up.

As the conversation carried on, you felt a sense of urgency. Without a second thought, you began walking toward the waiting jet. “Where do you think you’re going?” Bucky called out to you, his tone mixed with frustration and concern.

As you reach the jet, you turn to face Bucky, “I’m going with Sam,” you stated firmly, meeting his gaze. Bucky’s gaze hardened as both he and Sam walked towards you, you heard them bickering between each other but resulted in rolling your eyes as you boarded. 

~

The flight to Germany was quiet for the most part, there was an occasional interruption from the rumble of the jet’s engine. You found yourself consistently checking your phone for texts from your date, and stealing glances between Sam and Bucky. They had been engrossed in a silent staring contest for most of the flight. Their unspoken tension filled the cabin. 

“Is that your boyfriend?” Bucky’s snarky remark cut the tension, his annoyance evident as he observed your constant glances down to your phone.  

You raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on your lips. “Jealous, Barnes?” you teased. He rolled his eyes at your response. You tucked your phone away, ready to turn your attention to the mission. 

As the journey to Germany continued, Bucky and Sam returned to their staring contest, only breaking again when Sam got up to pick his comm up. Bucky followed his lead and you followed Bucky’s. And, within an instant, they returned to their arguing: This time about a plan. 

“Where’s the chute?” Bucky asked, resulting in finding out you were too low for them. He looked back at you with concern, he knew he could survive the jump, but you wouldn’t. You knew you couldn’t afford to waste time, it was too risky to attempt jumping with Bucky. 

“I’ll catch up with you from the ground,” you reassured the super soldier, his concern was palpable as he looked back at you. His eyes betrayed him as they filled with worry. 

He nodded, reaching his Vibranium hand to your cheek and running his fingers down your neck. A shiver was sent down your spine, you missed the cool feeling of his left hand. “Be careful, baby,” he whispered in your ear before turning to prepare for the jump. You watched him as you allowed yourself a moment to apprehend the feeling of being called ‘Baby’ by him again. 

~

Stepping out onto the solid ground, you felt the urge of determination course through you. You heard over the comms that Sam and Bucky wasted no time, they immediately sprung into action. Immediately, you began searching for a car you could use to catch up to them. Your mind focused solely on reaching them, you wasted nothing rushing towards a car you knew would be fast enough. Using your government identity to secure it, you thanked the salesman and wasted no time roaring the engine and speeding off in the direction of Sam and Bucky. 

As you sped toward their location, Sam updated you on the tracking information for Redwing over the comms. “Shit!” Bucky’s exclaim echoed through the small earpiece, you pressed down harder on the gas pedal, determined to reach them. 

Finally reaching their location, you witnessed Sam swiftly grabbing Bucky from under the truck, and soaring with him into a nearby field. Meanwhile, you continued to trail behind the truck, your eyes widening in surprise as you noticed the new Captain America engaged in a fight on top of it. 

“Those are Super Soldier, kid, get out of there.” Bucky’s voice was urgent as it crackled through the comms, his concern for you still evident as he warned you of the danger. 

Your voice was laced with determination as you responded, “Don’t call me ‘kid’.” You prepared to face the Super Soldier head-on. As you prepared mentally, you didn’t see the new Captain America about to collide with the car. The impact was catastrophic, causing you to lose control of the vehicle and tumble off the road and into the woodland area by the field. 

Before you could register what had happened, new Cap and his friend had vanished. Sam and Bucky were by your side in an instant. “I told you to be careful,” Bucky reminded you as he gently pulled you from the wreckage, steadying you.

~

As Sam and Bucky conversed between themselves, you found comfort in intertwining your fingers with Bucky’s, his silent gesture of support. A chill swept over you, causing your body to tremble. 

Coming to a halt, Bucky crouched down to meet your gaze as concern plastered over his face. “You okay?” he asked, noting the shallow and rapid rise and fall of your breathing. You nodded, feeling the chill of shock settling. 

Bucky swiftly removed his jacket and draped it over you. Despite the absence of his left sleeve, the jacket still provided warmth and comfort. 

After walking for a while longer, the sound of a horn honking beside you caught the attention of the three of you. You looked up, meeting the gaze of the new Captain America. John Walker, Sam had explained to you previously. Despite his efforts to engage in conversation, you followed Sam and Bucky’s lead, choosing to ignore them. 

However, it didn’t take long for Walker to provoke a reaction out of Bucky, unknowingly circling back to the topic of wizards. This led to Bucky defending the Captain America title, causing a rise now out of Walker. After realizing that Bucky was unfazed, Walker shifted his approach, acknowledging the state you were currently in. 

“Look, it’s 20 miles to the airport. You guys need a ride.” Walker offered, and he tried to convey a sense of goodwill despite the unlying tension. Your eyes pleaded with Bucky as he glanced down at you. Walker might not have been your choice of Captain America but the idea of sitting down sounded appealing. 

Bucky assisted you into the car with a sigh. You couldn’t but grimace inwardly as you locked glances with Walker the moment he shot you the same wink you had seen earlier on television. The one moment you wouldn’t have protested Bucky throwing a punch for someone looking at you, and he misses it. 

You nestled your head against Bucky’s shoulder as they discussed the issue of The Flag Smashers. With each glance from Walker toward you, Bucky's body tensed beneath you, prompting an episode of the infamous Bucky stare-off. 

“Does he always just stare like that?” Walker asked Sam, a smile tugged at your lips at the thought of Bucky’s intense stare making Walker so uncomfortable, he needed reassurance. “You get used to it,” Sam huffed in response. The conversation resumed as they spoke about the government and what they were trying to do to help after The Blip. 

“Battlestar?” Bucky exclaimed, a sense of annoyance mixed with amusement in his voice. “Stop the car!” He commanded the driver. The car came to a halt and Bucky wasted no time to exit leaving Walker shouting back toward him. “Come on, Y/N!” Bucky’s voice boomed a clear demand for you to follow him.

For a moment you debated if you should follow your ex-situationship or simply stay in the car and avoid walking the rest of the way to the airport.

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[nemisuki]

A Simple Click

Gamer AU | Finding an outlet to cure her boredom was desperately needed, so much so that she downloads a game full of magic and chibi characters. But what happens when she stumbles across a certain blonde spamming her to join his guild? She takes the offer of course! Gaining a new way to level up, make friends and perhaps even love. 

᧔o᧓ || katsuki bakugo x f!reader, no manga spoilers, no nsfw, online meeting, bakusquad involved, 6.6k word count

The thought of playing multiplayer games has never crossed her mind. Y/N knew such gaming communities were toxic especially for females. So she strayed away from them and played solo for the most part. But recently as she was mindlessly scrolling through instagram, a gameplay caught her attention. 

The main reason was the unique way the characters looked. They were all chibi and absolutely adorable to her with different accessories and customizable features. The more she looked into this game, the more tempted she was to play. It was multiplayer but she couldn't imagine any toxic people playing this whatsoever. I mean, a chibi game? Yeah right. 

Y/N needed to find a cure to her boredom and her current free-play games weren't cutting it. Now on winter recess from highschool, she had three weeks living in the confines of her room with nothing to look forward to. It felt as if everyone she knew would be going out on travels, besides her. Her family was never one to do family vacations, usually spending the holidays at home. She was beyond bored. 

With not much convincing needed and an empty mind to distract, she went to her laptop and clicked on the app store. Installing the game and settling down at her desk located at the corner of her room. Despite watching a brief gameplay earlier, she wasn't used to these games or its mechanics. This would all be new to her. 

The app ‘Wispy Guilds’ soon popped up on the computer's home screen with a ding! 

Y/N clicks on the icon and loads up the game, not aware of the future chaos she brought into her life. Perhaps it was fate that brought her and a certain blonde together. And it all started with a simple click. 

The program opens and Y/N is welcomed into the opening screen of the app. Faced with a pretty scenery of what looks to be a mythical oasis, different shades of greens and blue filling her screen. It looks to be a forest with a castle-like building in the middle of the area. Little chibi characters walk in and out of the place, majority dressed as wizards and others as knights. While others occasionally wear funny costumes or props. 

Y/N clicks on the bubble letters displayed in the bottom of the screen ‘Create Account’. She types in all her necessary information but pauses when she sees the username section. 

“Aw man you have to pay to get a custom username! This sucks..” she sighs with a hint of disappointment. Her eyes lock on the small dice icon and she mumbles a plea beneath her breath as she hovers the cursor over it. 

“Please nothing too bad” she says as she clicks the icon to generate a random username. Her eyes darted to look at the result…. ‘StarHae’. 

“Oh you've gotta be kidding me! But it could be worse I guess” she whines with a small pout on her face. With that now out of the way, she clicks continue and goes to the next page. The character customization page pops up and Y/N gets right on it. 

Unfortunately there's not much options since she's only level one but she tries picking the cutest options. With no access to the higher level equipment, she decides to put on a starter black cape accompanied with a common level sword. Due to the lack of unlocked accessories, she settles with that and then clicks ‘Finish & Join’. 

Her screen turns into a small loading scene that resembles a portal, almost like she's being transported into another world. Then a few seconds later she is in the game. Her small chibi character spawns in what seems to be in the center of a town. Other chibi players roaming around and visiting merchants or chatting with other people. 

Y/N clicks on the W key on her keyboard to move forward to explore. Her avatar shifts left and right as it explores the town square. This place seems to be the lobby where everyone is able to spawn in and purchase items or trade. She looks around at the other players and notices they're all higher levels from her, as to be expected of course. An occasional low level player here and there is seen roaming around as she walks around the shops, but few are seen.

A bright yellow arrow appears on top of her screen seemingly leading her to this npc character under ‘Quests’. She follows it, her small avatar running towards the yellow area that's lit up to grab her attention. A small tab appears in the middle of the screen once she steps close enough to the character. The npc is an older man with white hair and a beard, a small beginner cape on his avatar. Y/N clicks on the tab and a tutorial quest appears on her screen. 

“Lets see….. Kill five wolves in the hunting grounds” she mumbles out loud to herself. She doesn't have a choice to exit the tab, so this must be required. She accepts her first mission and a few seconds later, another yellow arrow appears to lead her to the different area. Her avatar runs to the yellow circle near the grand fountain in the middle of the town square. And soon a loading screen appears on her screen for a brief moment as her character gets teleported toward the hunting grounds, a forest more specifically. 

A health bar appears and a small tutorial plays to show her the mechanics of the game. She clicks to take out her sword and runs along the path of the forest. The game was surprisingly good quality, she was so engrossed in the beauty of the forest that she was caught off guard on the ambush. A gray wolf suddenly appears running towards her and the game pauses. Text boxes and pointers pop up to teach Y/N some attacks she can use against her first opponent. 

After a moment of reading, she follows the instructions and moves around to find a good angle, then charging at the wolf. It attempts to claw at her but she clicks the ‘block’ button as instructed and avoids taking damage. Then clicking ‘strike’ as the tutorial orders and continuing her attacks. 

Soon the wolf's health bar reaches zero and its injured body disappears with a poof! 

Y/N smiles and continues following the tutorial as follows, slowly learning and understanding how to attack these beasts. Eventually she strikes the last wolf in the area and confetti appears on her screen. She completed her first mission and she even leveled up! 

“Hm, this game isn't so bad! Maybe I should do a few more quests to level up” she says as she teleports herself back to the lobby and walks back to the quests section. Her eyes land on a castle button on the right side of her screen that's locked. Her cursor hovers over it and it states ‘Guild’. She's never heard of that term, but it unlocks at level 15 so she’ll see eventually. 

(੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ time skip a few hours⋆｡𖦹 °✩

“This game is addicting” she mumbles to herself as she stares at her new level above her avatar's head. 

Level 15!

She should be heading to bed right now… yeah she should call it a night. 

Just as she's about to click log out, she sees the server chat icon wiggle at each new message. Usually it does once in a while when some players request to trade but not this frequently. It's moving like crazy like it wants her to open it. The universe won so out of curiosity, she clicks to open it and sees some players spamming the chat.

Author's note : I added the cuss words in between brackets so you all understand what Bakugo is originally typing. It's simply to help you know what the censored words are.  Ex : [curse words]  Anyways back to the story  ໒꒰ྀི ´๑  ̫๑`  ꒱ྀིა 

-Public Chat- 

Bakugo : someone join my guild.

Bakugo : cmon you extras I need one player.

Bakugo : oi you ##### [fucks]

Kirishima : bakugoooo don't be so rude and curse or you'll get banned again!

Bakugo : tch shush it, we just need one more extra to join so we can do the guild wars.

Kirishima : cmon man no one's gonna join if you ask like that! 

Bakugo : i shouldn't need 6 players max in my guild to do the war anyways

Bakugo : this is #### [shit]

Kirishima : hey bakubro come back! Don't be so mean!

-End of Public Chat- 

Y/N watches as the character with blonde hair and red eyes goes around to every high level person trying to force them to join his guild. He seems to be max level 100 and has the knight kit equipped, already giving her the impression that he is someone who prefers combat over healing or protecting. His chibi character runs around typing censored profanities to everyone who ignores or denies his request, it was a funny contrast.

A friend of his, a character with both red hair and eyes, follows him around apologizing to everyone for his friend's rudeness. He seems to be the nicer one of the two and clearly trying to calm the situation down. She could tell he equipped the animal shifter kit due to the red scales on his avatar, and like his friend he is a high level but of 95. Her curious mind wonders what animal he could turn into. Animal shifters are a rare kit and can transform into one animal with a lucky roll of the dice for it to be randomized. 

She doesn't have much more time to think as the blonde avatar starts moving over in the direction she is, near the quest station. His red haired friend trailing behind him like a puppy. Quickly she hides in the crowd of other players at the quests station, not wanting to be the blonde's next target. 

-Public Chat- 

Bakugo : one of you extras better join my guild

Kirishima : pretty please? We just need one member! 

Bakugo : all of these ####### [fuckers] are low level

Kirishima : Bakugo!

Kirishima : They are all new! Be nice! 

Bakugo : tch none can even join a clan anyways 

Bakugo : they are too low level

Kirishima : lets try a different server then?

Bakugo : tch we've been at this for a hour 

Bakugo : Oi someones high enough there

Bakugo : hey level 15 

Bakugo : join my guild. 

Kirishima : which one? 

Bakugo : that girl with the cape

Bakugo : hey you.

-End of Chat- 

Y/N reads the chat and whines under her breath, “I'm the highest level out of this small group of newbies… just my luck”. She tries to ignore them and moves her character to the side and walks to the fountain. Only to be followed by the chibi characters of the blonde and the red hair. 

“Damn they won't leave me alone…. But I don't even know what a guild is. I only just unlocked that feature” she mutters with a sigh as she runs around the map. The two characters follow her wherever she runs to. She could just leave but she IS curious about this whole guilds thing. So after much pestering by these two, specifically the blonde, she reluctantly types in chat. 

StarHae : no thank you..

Bakugo : so you do speak 

Bakugo : join my guild noob. 

Kirishima : Bakugo cmon! 

Kirishima : hi can i call u star :3

Y/N couldn't help but giggle at the dynamic between the two, finding it humorous that they're so different. They seem to be in the same guild, a symbol of an explosion above both of their heads confirms her thought. She reads the message from the red haired person and smiles, typing a response. 

StarHae : sure! hello kirishima :3

Kirishima : Just call me kiri! 

Bakugo : so you gonna join my guild or what 

StarHae : what is a guild? 

Bakugo : ugh just join and find out.

Kirishima : a guild is a team basically! 

Kirishima : we go on missions together and earn more prizes 

Kirishima : its better than playing solo and you level up faster!

Bakugo : just join my guild.

StarHae : um…

Kirishima : bakugo is the guild master and i'm his vice captain! 

Kirishima : please join us!

Kirishima : we need one more player so we can do the clan war 

StarHae : um…. whats a clan war? 

Bakugo : you have got to be kidding me.

Kirishima : ah basically all the guilds compete in challenges 

Kirishima : its sometimes quests but we fight with other guilds in matches sometimes

Kirishima : whoever wins gets 10k gold and rare items!!! 

Bakugo : tch this is taking forever 

Kirishima : bakugooo cmon have patience

Kirishima : if we get first then the guild gets popular and more people will join! 

Bakugo : tch we WILL win stupid. 

Kirishima : so will you join us star? 

Kirishima : you'll level up super quick with us! 

As Kirishima explains this all to her, Y/N thinks about this offer. It's not bad at all, and there seems to be advantages to being in a clan. Her level is so low compared to theirs, is it okay for her to just join them so easily? 

StarHae : are you sure you guys want me? 

StarHae : my level is only 15…

Bakugo : tch we know idiot just join or else

Kirishima : our clan has only 5 members 

Kirishima : and you need 6 minimum to participate! 

Kirishima : your level doesn't matter 

Kirishima : dont worry we will protect you!

Bakugo : speak for yourself shitty hair 

Bakugo : just click accept.

Kirishima : pretty please? 

Kirishima : we need a sixth member by today or registration closes!

Kirishima : star dont worry

Kirishima : we can teach you as we play :3 

Bakugo : -_-

After that explanation, a small tab opens on her screen, an invitation to join the guild ‘The Bakusquad’. Y/N looks as Kirishima runs around her avatar in circles trying to convince her, while Bakugo is busy spamming her mailbox with many invitations. She sighs in defeat, this was supposed to be just a calm game for her to play once a while but….. Click! 

Accepted Invitation : The Bakusquad

Y/N watches as the explosion guild emblem appears on her head, the three of them now having matching symbols. Kirishima's chibi avatar now jumping up and down in front of her, clearly happy. The guild button suddenly starts blinking in gold obviously wanting her to click on it. She does and sees she now has the option to teleport into the guilds HQ and have access to the guild chat room and quests. 

Bakugo : tch finally

Bakugo : ill sign us up for the guild war now

Kirishima : thank you star!

Kirishima : you totally saved us!!!!

Adam : can you guys leave now?!

Adam : your spamming the chat!!!! 

Elis : Yeah shush it!!!

Bakugo : HAHH 

Bakugo : FIGHT ME YOU EXTRAS

Kirishima : ah sorry guys ;( 

Y/N couldn't help but burst out laughing at the random messages and the way Kirishima's avatar was bowing in apologies to the random players. While Bakugo was spouting more profanities to the people who were typing in chat. At least this was entertaining, yet what has she gotten herself into….

✦ ⎯⎯ㅤִㅤ୭ ୨♡୧ ৎㅤִ  ⎯⎯ ✦

It's been around 2 weeks since Y/N has joined the guild and to her surprise she is having a blast. Unlike solo quests she can level up much quicker now, to prove it she’s currently level 40! Now she has the option to equip a kit which is very useful for the upcoming event, it unlocks new attacks and weapons available to use. 

“Hm… I think I want to be a mage. I'm not very good at close combat and no one in our guild is one yet. So I'll choose this! Plus I can help give my guild mates some boosts and protection spells!” she says happily with a smile as she makes her selection. She clicks on the mage option and squeals with excitement as she receives her new gear. An enchanted cloak with an adorable dress and boots. She even got a wizard hat and a wooden staff for her spells! 

Y/N didn't waste her money on outfits before, wanting to save it for the future. So this new look was certainly needed! Especially for this week.

It's gonna be the first time since the guild wars started that they'll be fighting another clan. Up til now they've just been completing clan quests like raiding dungeons. Soon it's gonna be her first fight against other players so she's more nervous than she expected. She doesn't want to let her new team down. 

Since she joined she has met all the other members of the guild. Kaminari, Sero and Mina! All of them are nice and often talk in the guild chat whenever they're online. Apparently they go to the same school and forced Bakugo to play with them. Hence why Bakugo is never online whenever clan stuff happens, only joining if 6 players are needed for a specific task. Then leaving right after whenever it finishes. He never turned on his mic either. He's a  complete mystery to her. 

The game offered voice chat for clan members so Y/N and the others often talk on there instead. At first she was hesitant, inserting herself into a new group that already knows each other. Yet she found herself enjoying her time in the presence of these people. She never thought this game would lead to new friends yet here they are. 

Soon the day of the first guild vs guild match came. 

Y/N starts up her computer and logs into the game, feeling a bit uneasy about the outcome of this match. If they lose then they won't be able to qualify for the next round. Thankfully she practiced with the rest of the guild beforehand to strengthen their teamwork skills. However not once has Bakugo joined them on their practice matches. She can only hope this won't cause a problem later on. 

She sees the other members already at HQ and chatting happily through the proximity voice chat they have activated. No nervousness at all detected in their tone. 

 “Ah Star you're here!” Kirishima says as his avatar runs over to her excitedly.

“Heyoooo, we're just waiting for Blasty to join in” Kaminari adds on with his usual hyper tone as he chases Sero around the table who shouts out a quick “Hey Star!” 

“There's my fellow gal! Was worried you wouldn't show up, girl! Thank you for not leaving me with these dummies” Mina says happily as she walks over to the group. 

“Sorry sorry but i'm here now” Y/N says softly with a smile to everyone as her eyes scan the guild room. And a few seconds later, Bakugos avatar teleports inside the room with fresh new battle gear. It looks both enchanted and incredibly rare. 

“Wow man! So this is what you've been doing while you were alone huh?” Sero says as everyone starts crowding around Bakugo to admire his armor. Bakugo says nothing back in voice chat as usual and simply types.

Bakugo : get away from me you damn extras

Bakugo : be ready

Bakugo : we start in 1 minute

Bakugo : don't die.

Everyone scrambles to equip their best armor and gear, it's complete chaos as everyone asks for extra supplies and potions. Y/N already was prepared beforehand so she calmly stands to the side and waits. She watches as Bakugos avatar approaches her and stands there almost observingly. Ah he hasn't joined in a while so he must've just now seen the new kit she equipped for the first time. 

Bakugo : You're a mage? 

Y/N reads the chat box and nervously types back, now seemingly too shy to speak through her mic. She hasn't spoken much to Bakugo in general but she wants to earn his approval. He's the guild master after all. But she can't help but to feel a bit intimidated by him.

StarHae : Yes I can offer support and do long distance attacks :3 

She watches as his avatar stares at her for a while, silently analyzing her new look and skills she presumes. It takes a while, so long that she wonders if he's gone AFK right in front of her after the message. Until she sees a short chat bubble appear in the corner. 

Bakugo : Good. 

A bright smile forms on her face at his message. Sure, it was short and blunt. But from Bakugo? She'll take this as a massive compliment. She watches as he quickly leaves her side to start the battle. From his message alone, she feels motivated to do her best. Hopefully they will. 

It was now time for the guild battle to start. Once Bakugo made sure everyone was prepared, all 6 of them got teleported in front of their castle HQ. The building seemingly teleported onto the battlefield in the middle of a forest. 

“Let's do this!” “Yeah, let's go!” “Just follow bakubro!” “On it!’ 

The group of 6 slowly walk through the woods, cautious of any potential traps or ambushes from the other guild. It's 3 rounds in total without a chance to respawn til a new round starts. 1 life each round. The other guild must be doing the same thing, sneaking around the forest trying to find us. 

“A forest huh” a deeper voice echoed through her headphones, so rough yet smooth that it made her jump a little. Huh? 

“Finally using voice chat huh Bakubro?” Kirishima responds eagerly as he chuckles at the end. You can basically hear the smile on his face from just his voice. 

“Tch shut it shitty hair. Can't type while we're fucking fighting against another guild” Bakugo responds with a small scoff. The others snicker through the mic making Bakugo grunt in response.

“Oi Star, get over here to the front” he says in a somewhat commanding tone. 

His voice…. It's the first time she's ever heard it. She didn't expect that at all. Its deep but nice to hear-

“Oi! Mage! You have ears don't you?” he huffs out seeming to already be annoyed. Ah so he DOES talk in the same way he types. Guess that answers the question she's had for weeks. 

“O-Oh! Yes yes! Sorry i'm going” she says quickly as her head shakes to stop her daydreaming. Her cheeks feel warm to the touch from embarrassment and she's forever thankful this game doesn't have a webcam feature. Or she might really die from shame. 

Her small character quickly runs to get behind Bakugo who's currently leading the group. His avatar looks back at her for a moment then forward again. Clearing leaves and making a path for the group. 

“So that's how you sound like huh” he mumbles almost incoherently through the mic. It makes her heart skip a beat oddly. God what's wrong with her. Getting flustered over a voice when she doesn't even know what he looks like. And what does he mean by that? 

“Oh yeah! You're rarely online so you've never properly had a conversation with Star huh?” Kaminari says as he skips along following the group. 

Bakugo simply grunts in acknowledgement, “Hey Mage. I don't know what training you've done with these extras but just stay out of my way okay? And get ready to use buff enhancement spells on me” he orders out to her.  

Sero sighs at his friend's snappy remark, “Don't mind him Star, he's always like that. Just do your best, we got your back”.  

“Mhm… I know… I'll try-” she says but quickly gets cut off when shots are fired towards the group from the other side of the forest. 

The rounds have begun. 

It didn't take a genius to predict the Bakusquad would easily take the first round. When Y/N watched Bakugo run into the open battlefield attacking with no mercy, she knew he was a force to be reckoned with. She was in a trance as he sent out orders to the rest of them, giving them better positioning to win this. He was amazing, too good. 

So much as when the second round approached, the other guild changed tactics and decided to focus solely on Bakugo. Sending all their attacks at him at once, to which Bakugo must've predicted as he yelled out to Y/N, “Defence spell!” 

“On it!” she says as the spell charges up and envelopes Bakugos character in a green force shield. Healing some minor damage taken as well, a nice bonus she learned a few days ago while training. 

With that everyone except Y/N runs out to take the enemies down at closer ranger. A full fledged group attack and an array of magic blending in the air, metal clashing against each other as well. She tries her best to heal her guildmates while hiding behind the rock, occasionally sending out spells to slow the other guilds movements down. 

Unfortunately she wasn't quick enough to cast a protective spell on Kirishima and Kaminari. Both of them disappearing with a poof as they were cut down by the enemies. Though they didn't die in vain as they took 2 down with them. Mina and Sero successfully took out their foes, winning their individual battles. 

2 PLAYERS REMAINING

Quickly her eyes roamed across the battlefield, the other enemy was currently fighting against Bakugo in a heated clash of swords. Sero and Mina were both low on HP but nonetheless started running towards him to help him out. The Bakusquad had the advantage of 2 extra players, this could be a clean sweep. However her confidence was short-lived as Y/N spotted someone in the air hovering above them. A wizard casting a spell as a large fireball started to form in the sky. This was no low level wizard, bad news. 

“Guys look out!” she says as she emerges from her spot and starts running towards them. Y/N is low on energy and she has no more berries to replenish her magic. Thinking about her options she makes a beeline to Bakugo, “Sorry you two just trust me on this!!!” 

She quickly clicks on her limited spell options, there's enough energy to cast one final spell. This might be a risky move but it's the best one in her opinion. Sero and Mina are both extremely low on HP while Bakugo has more. She quickly approaches Bakugo who got  knocked back by the other player. 

“Bakugo!” Y/N calls out as she runs behind him and holds onto his avatar with one arm while the other rests on his back.

“Oi! What are you doing?! I told you to not get in my way!” Bakugo yells out as the enemy he was fighting starts charging at the two. Y/N ignores him as she quickly puts a protective bubble around Bakugo, the attacker falling back as his sword hits the barrier. She focuses hard and gives any last bit of her energy to him knowing what's coming next, he'll need it. 

“You got this Bakugo! I believe in you!”

Before he could respond, the wizard from earlier shoots the fireball down onto the ground, with a large blast. As predicted Sero and Mina were eliminated by that large blast due to their previous low health. Y/N knew she didn't have enough magic left to protect more than one person, so she decided to put her trust in Bakugo. He was their guildmaster after all, and she knows that the others would have agreed with this decision instead. Her avatar in one swoop, dissolves into thin air from that explosion. 

The green shield she casted on him earlier dissolves immediately but leaves Bakugo unharmed from the attack. Without a second thought he rushed his previous opponent and cut him down. Easily making this a 1v1 with the wizard floating in the sky. 

He curses under his breath as he looks up at the wizard and then back at the spot where Y/N sacrificed herself. He ponders for a moment just frozen on the battlefield as the other guy starts zooming down on his broom.

“Now I'm pissed off” he mumbles to himself as he glares up at the last remaining enemy. 

It was an intense battle but he knew he needed to win. Bakugo doesn't take anything else but a perfect victory, and he refuses having to go to round 3. With this new motivation, he sends attack after attack towards the foe. Taking advantage of the energy Y/N gave to him before she was eliminated. Somehow, he managed to break the wizards broom with his moves, leaving the enemy completely defenseless. After losing his main way to escape, it was a solid victory for the blonde. 

Was anyone really shocked? 

After the victory was granted, the guild was teleported back into HQ. Everyone celebrated and cheered through their mics. But it seems like another person had a different thing in mind. Almost immediately, Bakugo walked straight to her once they respawned at base, not saying a single word to anyone else. 

“Don't pull that self sacrificing crap ever again ya got that?” he spats out as he approaches and stands in front of her. Kirishima quickly tries to deescalate the situation, “Hey man relax! Because of her we won-” 

“We would have won either way shitty hair so shut it” he huffs out pushing Kirishima's avatar out of the way. His avatar grabs her hand and pulls her to the side, away from everyone else. The others watch nervously and attempt to approach but Bakugos avatar turns back around causing them to stay. It was funny to see his chibi character look so scary, he might be the only person in the world that can do that. He looks back at her and sighs seemingly calmer than before. 

“Oi if you pull a stunt like that again i'll kill you myself. I don't enjoy watching my teammates die because of me ya hear me? I dont give a damn if it's just a game” he huffs out as he drops her arm. 

“Got it… sorry” she says shyly through the mic as she tries processing his words. A moment of silence passes between them until he speaks.

“....what's your name anyways?” he says with a softer tone almost as if he's aware of her nervousness. 

“Huh? It’s Star-” 

“Tch. No you idiot. I mean your real name.” 

“Oh…..” she can already feel her face grow hotter the more he speaks to her. Seriously, what's up with this? I guess she should tell him, she hasn't told the others yet either. She doesn't understand why she feels a bit self conscious now but she knows it's because of him, “...Y/N. It's Y/N.” 

“Y/N” he repeats back to her. Her name sounds oddly better whenever he says it. She likes it. She wants him to say it again. 

“Log onto the game at the same time tomorrow” he says as he takes off his expensive armor. 

“Huh? Why? Is there some sort of mission? 

“Because I said so. And don't tell the other extras. So you're gonna join or what?”

“Wait, why can't I tell anyone?” she says confused as she tilts her head. 

“Cause me and you are gonna train alone! You need to practice, don't need you to pull another stunt like you did today. So we're training tomorrow before the next battle” he groans at her slowness. 

“Just… me and you?” Y/N responds a little happier than normal, the idea makes her feel… special to just receive training from him. 

“Hah? Yeah didn't you just hear me! Now don't go blabbering to the other extras, it's a secret.” 

“Okay! I promise I'll join!” she quickly says with a smile. 

“Good. Now i'm logging off, wasted too much time today” he huffs and clicks some buttons about to disconnect. 

“Ah bye-” but before she could finish her sentence his character disappeared. 

Bakugo has disconnected. 

“That jerk! He totally left without saying bye!” Mina says as Y/N walks back over to the group. 

“Hey Star! What were you and Blasty talking about? We couldn't hear from all the way over here” Kaminari chimes in with a hint of curiosity. 

Y/N remembers her conversation with Bakugo and keeps her lips sealed, she was looking forward to tomorrow after all, “Um nothing! He was just telling me to not get in his way haha..” 

“Sheesh! Seriously, that guy is a hot head to the bone. Don't mind him Star, he was just embarrassed being saved by you of all people. Since you're new and all” Sero says while he snickers with Kirishima. 

“Well that should be it for today you guys! It's getting late, so we should log off. Good work today!” Kirishima says happily as they all say goodnight and eventually logging off. 

Y/N clicks the button on her computer, shutting it off as she stretches. She sighs and leans back in her chair. Smiling to herself about tonight. Maybe tomorrow she'll finally get to impress a certain blonde in the game.

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“That's 10 losses for you and none for me. You're worse at close combat then I thought” Bakugo huffs out as they have a break from training. Eating some berries to gain some of their energy back. Bakugo surprisingly has been using his mic lately which is something she's certainly not complaining about. They have been secretly training together for about a whole week now. Practicing together for hours each day. Yet she hasn't won to him once yet.

Way to go on impressing him y/n…. 

“I can't do it! I'm a mage, close attacks aren't my specialities” she says with a sigh at her failed attempts from earlier. 

“I've seen plenty of mages be good at close attacks. You just gotta try harder idiot” he says as he stands back up ready for another round of training. 

“I don’t know…” Y/N says not wanting to get up and add another inevitable loss to her name. She was embarrassed at him seeing her struggle so much, she just wants to crawl in a hole and never come out. 

“Y/N” he says through the mic in a rough yet soft tone. 

 ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ

Her heart quickens at the sound once again. It's been like this ever since that day he first said her name.

“Y-Yeah Bakugo?” 

“Stand up and fight. No one in my guild is weak, ya got that? Tch cmon dumbass” Bakugo scoffs out as he walks over and picks her character up like a sack of potatoes. He leads them both towards the training grounds again, “If you lose then you try again. If you win you keep training. There's always room for improvement, so get that into your skull. No one is perfect.” 

“Even you Bakugo?” she says with a smile at his kind words hidden under his blunt way of speaking. Over time she's gotten used to him by now and knows he means no harm.

“Eh i'm almost there though” he huffs as he speaks in a serious yet cocky tone.

Something about the way he said that compared to his earlier words was amusing to her. He was cocky of course, yet he knew that even he had limits. She couldn't help but to burst out in laughter through her mic. Her stomach felt heavy from the laughs escaping her mouth

“Hahhhhhh?! What's so funny?! You picking a fight?!” 

“Sorry sorry! It's just that you're cute” she says in between giggles while putting a hand over her mouth to muffle her laughter. She didn't even realize what she said at the time, that her inner thoughts slipped out for a split moment. 

Silence was on his end of the mic while she was busy laughing. She calms down eventually when his character completely froze mid walk.

“Hm? Bakugo?”

“What did you…. Erm, actually I'm logging off for today!”

“Huh?! Why?” 

“Because I'm tired, you idiot! Now log off and get some rest!” 

A split of a second later his avatar disappeared, her character falling on the ground, no longer being held up by him. She blinks a few times at her screen confused then logs off as a result. Guess Bakugo got tired of training I suppose. 

After that incident, she noticed that Bakugo hadn't logged into the game for a whole week. Y/N asked around yet the Bakusquad didn't know why either. Apparently he was just busy and didn't have the time to join. She felt a bit disappointed whenever she joined and he wasn't around. Her eyes always scanned the room in hopes of seeing him. 

Until one day she logged in and there he was alone, fixing and adjusting his gear. Quickly she waddles her avatar over, “Bakugo there you are!” she says with a bright smile clearly happy. She sees the way he pauses then turns to look at her, just staring at her for a moment before…

Bakugo : Yeah im here. 

Huh? Why is he not talking… 

“Why… are you not talking with your mic?” she decides to ask hesitantly, the smile slowly dropping from her face. 

Bakugo : Cause

Bakugo : Don't wanna. 

Y/N nervously fidgets with her fingers as she reads the chat. He always used his mic now whenever they were alone. Did she perhaps do something wrong? So he's back to how he used to be? She doesn't like that…. 

“U-Um…..” she speaks before she can think. Her eyes shut as she says her next words, forever thankful no one is around. 

“....I wanna hear your voice… please” 

Silence. 

After no response she says it again in case he didn't hear her. 

“I missed your voice” 

It's quiet for a moment and she's too scared to open her eyes and see in case he responded in chat. That came out weird didn't it? God she's embarrassed. Maybe she should just log out-

“You're an odd one ya know that?” 

His voice echoes through her ears causing her eyes to snap open. Her whole body felt incredibly hot to the touch. He actually turned on his mic for her? He sounds…. less hostile than normal too. Softer. 

“I'm not the nicest guy. Why would you want me to talk in the first place” he scoffs out loud but she can hear the hesitance in his words. Like he wants her to answer him. 

“Because… I like the sound of your voice and talking to you makes me happy!” she says a bit too eager to please him. She mentally facepalms at her cheesy words. 

“Y-You….” he stumbles over his words like he's caught off guard at her boldness. He huffs and continues, “C'mon your level is still too low! Have you not been training while I was gone?! We have to train more!” 

His avatar starts walking to the training grounds with purpose expecting her to follow. 

“Oh okay!” she says as the smile returns to her face, excited to spend more time with him. As they exit HQ and walk together towards the forest, he speaks once more almost as soft as a whisper. 

“....I like it too” 

“Hm? Like what?” 

“Your voice.” 

He speeds up his walking pace so he's far ahead of her, leaving her behind in a complete daze. Was he embarrassed? 

Her hands rise up from the keyboard and cover her warm face as she processes what just happened. But her smile only grew wider. If she only knew how red faced the blonde was behind his monitor. Maybe joining this guild wasn't so bad after all.

[akayna]

Tagged by @lordgroose for a thingy! Thanks pal 😎

Lock screen / last movie / last song / last selfie

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[miresmalice]

PLEASE explain your weird disjointed understanding of the locked tomb series I am dying to hear it

Uhhhhhhhhhhh a big wizard named John blew up the world and called himself god, and then rebuilt the world and made himself a barbie wife? And then some shit happened off screen and barbie got buried alive.

And then some more shit happened and then a couple of necromancers called Gideon (?) and Harrow (?) went on a big old quest to do… something. Except it turned out one of them was imaginary the whole time. And then the rest of the gang, including someone named Nona(?) forgot about the imaginary friend, and all went on a different quest to find barbie.

And then it turned out that one of them was actually possessed by barbie the whole time? I think it was Nona. And now barbie is on a quest to kill god and end the universe, i think.

And people ship the siblings with weird names? That’s all I got.

[wishmaster]

Wishmaster, I request your help! I'm a dnd player with a bard character and i love to do the whole ''horny bard''. But my fellow players are annoyed by it because i'm not like that in real life! I'd wish to become my character, a hot male bard able to seduce any guys with my high charisma and charming voice. Please?

New World Order

You've always had a good idea what your character would look like if real, so you plugged him into a drawing program and bam.

Fuck, you think looking at him, fuck your dick twitches as you touch the screen you feel a zap. Suddenly you look down and see your hands are bigger and covered in gauntlet like gloves.. like your guy in the picture, suddenly you feel the rest of you changing, your body muscles up, your clothing turns to leather, your face becomes handsome, chiseled, but it's the intense blue eyes staring back at you that tells you you are now your character, as your dick awakes standing at attention under your soft new leather pants you try to push it down, but even lying against your leg the girth was not hard to miss.

Then you happened to glance at you phone.

The old you was now in the phone where your bard creation just was. Such a pathetic nerd you think, never followed through on his potential to be a real stud. No, you could feel the old you fading away, the bard in you was taking hold, and damn look at him why wouldn't you rather he take over?

You press the button and the old you disappears for good. You strut your new body into your office, your dick outline gains immediate attention from everyone. The girl at the desk points it out.

You like? you say, something about your voice changes her.

Suddenly this gorgeous Asian Archer is staring back at you, his eyes locked on you, obsessed with you now. He reaches over and kisses you, your horniness increases, another colleague stands in shock having viewed the whole thing. What? you as and flash.

Another new partner appears all of theming fitting perfectly into your new look, he reaches over, kisses and grabs your dick. you move through the offices every time someone listens to your heavenly voice they transform into yet another Lover for you. You come to your friend Elisha, a fellow DND player and the one that called you out for your character. All you say us hey and bam.

The new massive stud runs his fingers down your chest sending shivers through your body, you lead your new lovers into the conference room where you proceed to have a massive orgy, when you get excited and cover the room with your cum, the sound you let out transforms everyone in the office into your personal wet dreams, suddenly work has combined with your new DND life and the world around you takes on the land of wizards and dragons and in your case never-ending sex. Welcome to your new life you horny Bard with the magic voice!

Soon the world would be filled with nothing but gorgeous men with eyes only for you! Welcome to your New Life.

[darcydekarios]

I’m so late posting this, but even after a couple of months, I can’t get over how beautiful this is. Artwork by @orangekittyenergy. I told her exactly what I wanted and she DELIVERED. Seriously such a great artist to work with. I really should decide what I want next so I can work with her again 🫶🏻 I get excited to open my phone and look at it on my lock screen 🤭

My Druid Darcy and her wizard husband 💜

[mewsingsbynataliek]

NSR Halloween DLC ideas, just in time for Spooky Night!

The soundtrack for the Halloween DLC would feature instruments associated with the holiday being incorporated into the songs, such as pipe organ and theremin.

The Bosses

DJ Subatomic Supernova

DJSS is a scarecrow, wearing a straw hat, flannel shirt, and denim overalls (cut-off, of course!).

For the battlefield, the background of the Planetarium is a deep orange. The planets he uses to attack are replaced with pumpkins, and the asteroids are replaced by a swarm of crows.

Sayu

Sayu is a cute ghost girl. (I felt it would be fitting since she’s a floaty character.) She's slightly translucent and sports a ghostly wisp-like tail rather than her regular mermaid tail. Her colour palette features off-whites and faded pastels, making her look more etherial.

Sayu wears a tattered white Victorian/Lolita-style dress, lacy cuffs around her wrists and a little bow on her head.

For Phase 2, her dress becomes poofier and more elaborate as small ribbons resembling tentacles appear around her waist. Her trident is completely white.

Phase 3 has her go full-on ghost bride. Her dress has a huge multi-tiered skirt, her hair is adorned with a long veil, and her tentacle ribbons have grown to full length. Her deep-sea mode has her face turn glowing green with solid black eyes, making her resemble a spookfish, while her “tentacles” feature flickering lights similar to a bioluminescent jellyfish.

Her final form is basically your stereotypical bedsheet ghost shape with her legs sticking out the bottom.

Sayu’s team are dressed in dark wizard-like robes, and each of them are wearing masks like the ones worn by Lock, Shock, and Barrel from The Nightmare Before Christmas. 

For the battlefield, the “landscape” is dotted with jack-o-lanterns, tombstones, and dead trees. The background is changed to a seafoam green color, with wispy little ghosts flying about.

Yinu and Mother 

Yinu is dressed as a cute little witch. Her hair is in pigtails similar to her Christmas skin, and her witch hat is adorned with fall leaves and little jack-o-lanterns.

Mother, meanwhile, is a spooky Halloween tree with spiders. Her dress is a dark wood colour with translucent, ragged-edged sleeves, and she wears a thorny hairband and spiderweb earrings.

The ends of her “hair” have been dyed the same colour as her dress, and she wears both black lipstick and black nail polish.

When she grows bigger, her branches begin to sprout large thorns, which end up making her cage form look more like a spiderweb. (There are even little fake spiders sitting on top of it!)

For the battlefield, the stage is decorated to evoke a bountiful harvest, with pumpkins, hay bales, bundles of wheat, stalks of corn, apple trees, cornucopias, and garlands of leaves.

Both the gate and the giant piano hammers are adorned with thorny branches and autumn leaves.

1010 

1010 are pirate ghosts. (As a fun gag, Blue could wear two eyepatches instead of his sunglasses!)

Meanwhile, Neon J is their ghostly captain, complete with a captain’s hat, a sword at his belt, a fake parrot on his shoulder, and – once again – a fake beard attached to his screen head.

For the battlefield, the flying limousine is decked out to look like a pirate ship, with a mast, a crow’s nest, and a tattered sail.

(I felt 1010 as pirates would be fitting since they're a navy-themed boyband and Neon J was a captain in the navy.)

Eve 

Eve is dressed as Medusa.

Her dark green dress has a scaly pattern, and she accessories with a lot of gold, including spiralling gold sandals and a golden diadem crown.

Her hair has been dyed, shaped, and styled to look like several little writhing serpents.

Her backpiece is composed of even more snakes in gold and teal which wrap around her upper torso and spread out behind her like a peacock’s tail.

Eve’s pupils even become snake-like starting at Phase 2!

For the battlefield, Eve’s gallery has been transformed into an Ancient Greek temple, but with a postmodern/vapourwave twist. Stylized Greco-Roman columns with snakes wrapped around them line the walls, and an ancient looking gold chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The left side would be eggplant purple while the right side would be cerulean blue.

If the player gets hit by the eye lasers from Eve’s giant statue, they’ll actually turn to stone and be frozen in place for a short time.

For Phase 2, on Mayday’s side, the snakes wrapped around the columns have grown larger and are now looming over Mayday, their faces twisted into angry snarls (representing Eve’s derisiveness and hostility towards May).

Meanwhile, Zuke’s side features floating fragments of ruined columns (representing how lost and incomplete Eve felt after Zuke left her). 

Phase 3 is where it really starts to get trippy. Both rooms feature ruined columns and floating shards, along with giant brightly colored snakes slithering all over the background.

The shards in Zuke’s side reflect images of faces screaming in anguish, while the shards on Mayday’s side have limbs protruding from them- one shard has three legs protruding from them in reference to a trinacia. (Look up what a trinacia is to understand the reference!)

Tatiana

Tatiana is a vampire.

She wears black and red robes with bat wing-edged sleeves and a wide collar. Her earrings are coffin shaped, and she has small, pointed fangs that can be seen when she opens her mouth.

At the beginning of her battle, she starts throwing flaming bats.

For the battlefield, Tatiana's office/battle arena is made to feel like a vampire’s castle tower.

The whole room is lit with a deep red glow, and the tall windows that feature the NSR murals are topped with pointed arches, giving them a Gothic look.

You can even see some glass bottles filled with (ahem) red liquid on Tatiana’s desk.

Meanwhile, the Goolings' stage outside is decorated with jack-o-lanterns and hanging skeletons.

DK West

DK West is dressed as Frankenstein FrankenWest!

His look consists of neck bolts, stitch markings, and a dark ragged recolour of his original outfit.

His bull shadow puppet has matching neck bolts, which even emit shadowy electricity when it appears during the battle.

Bunk Bed Junction

Mayday

Mayday is dressed as an imp, wearing a bright red dress with black sleeves and waistcoat, black wings, red horns, and a red tail.

Her guitar is deep purple and splattered with glowing orange paint. It emits a wolf howl when she powers it up for the Showstopper.

Zuke 

Zuke is a werewolf. Ragged clothes with fake fur poking out, extra fur attached to his forearms (don’t ask how got it on there), pointed ears, a bushy tail, pointed fangs, his nose has been painted. Pretty simple.

His drumsticks are splattered with glowing green paint and tipped with tiny light-up pumpkins.

The Other NPCs

Ellie has little bat wings attached to her back and wears a springy bat antenna headband.

And last but not least, 

Kliff . . . is just wearing a pair of Groucho Marx glasses. Yup. That's it.

Let me know what you all think. I’d love to hear some feedback. Thanks for reading! Happy Halloween!

[personwithatophat]

Living Theory

as much as i want to say this is a crack theory, I do believe it ill take the loss if I'm wrong but the proof is here Generation loss theory I don't think the cast is dead. in fact I don't think there were any deaths in TSE Ep 2 This theory that the cast is still alive has a few roots that range from really easy to stupid complex we can start easy. Easy: The idea that showfall media can revive the dead needs to be questioned more. This run-down, abandoned mall with some camera equipment and brainwashed streamers having the power to raise the dead so easily that they will kill off characters, off-screen, legitimately. just in order to bring them back, doesn't make sense. if we find out that showfall mall is some TADC rebuilt reality, fine. but so long as we're working with real-world logic this is taking a step in a direction that's way too far from the rest of the story. "well hetch talked about reviving the cast, Hetch said it was all real" Hetch is an unreliable narrator. in generation loss, it's a very important (and horribly confusing) constant, that we have no reliable narrators.

Medium: All the deaths in Ep. 2 are comedic and nonsensical. it's in a way that's clearly portrayed to us as fake, and portrayed to the characters as real. while there's definitely some wiggle room for improvised show and trying to decipher what's supposed to be real or what is a prop, this is something that they do multiple times through the show where they aren't trying to convince US what's on screen is real, they just have to convince the CAST its real to get the proper reaction. An example of this could be the wall in Ep 1 that was obviously fake but was treated as realistic until the right piece of dialogue came through before sneeg comments on how obviously fake it is. In Ep 2 nikki dies with a comically long pistol, vinny gets crushed by a loony tunes anvil, ethan goes off screen with a rotating wall, the wall-crushing scene is powered by two rats slightly pushing sneeg and austin against a mostly empty room, and puzzler blows up leaving his shoes and slightly torn up chair wizard of oz style. all these deaths are silly, goofy, comedic not just that but since we know sneeg comes back to be in part of ep 3, it implies that austin and likely all the other equally goofy deaths weren't real either. Hard: ok for this just hear me out. at TFC - 20:40 and TSE 49:18 for Ep 1 ranboo picks up a cinderblock in order to slam it against sneegs cage lock. as ranboo hits it against the lock, it doesn't work, and the block warps in his hand. this is because the block is made out of foam, later on, sneeg actually throws the brick at ranboo during the evil snag fight. both ranboo and sneeg comment on the block being real to them. In TFC this scene of the block warping in ranboos hand is actually changed to have a different, debatably worse camera angle just looking behind ranboo and hiding the obvious prop behavior. if the founder's cut is acknowledged by the founder and this is an imperfection that was corrected, then that in its own way is an acknowledgement in canon that the block is made out of foam. Stick With Me If the block is made of foam and sneeg throws the block at ranboo, causing ranboo to reel back, then that means that showfall can simulate the feeling of pain. at what point other than this, would it be relevant that pain can be realistically but heavily simulated? The Surgery Scene. So let's swap the script. Let's say that during the surgery scene, charlie really was just there with a tub full of goop. in this case, it would be *much easier* and *much more effective* to fake the gore instead of the slime by having a short, few-second-long period that charlie feels like he's being cut open and reacts appropriately then find a way to do it real. and if the surgery is fake and its on screen its hardly a challenge to fake an off screen character death or 4. I wont speak for all the deaths but I have my eye on Ep 2 -Tophat

[doctorglasgowart]

Wrestling is Fake

Obviously. Any fan of wrestling can tell you that over the years, pro wrestling has featured such characters as a zombie wizard, a pimp that used to be a witch doctor, an evil dentist, among many others. Obviously, everyone knows that wrestling is fake.

But what if it wasn't? What if every on-screen assault, every attempted murder, every brutal act of horrific violence, every weird, inexplicable magical entity was all gruesomely, secretly real? What if the wretched souls ensnared in the leg-lock of the wrestling world quite literally cannot break kayfabe?

Such is the world that Emma Nova enters when she joins the wrestling company OCW to solve why her mother was murdered in the middle of the ring ten years ago.

Now, Emma finds herself in the snarled leg-lock of the wrestling industry, from the vicious Ringmaster that is desperate to tighten his chokehold on OCW, to the hauntingly beautiful Cordelia with a decades-old secret connection with Emma. Beyond it all, looms the ever-present threat of Gravity, a young wrestler who seems hell-bent on crushing everything in his orbit. Emma and her allies will soon experience the dizzying tag-team of friendship, romance, and hardcore violence in their quest for revenge.   

Emma Nova weighs in at 103,000 words. It is an action/horror novel with an LGBT cast, and it's in the upper-weight class of YA and above. The book is already complete, this kickstarter is merely to secure the funding for a physical print run.

Enter the ring with the KICKSTARTER today!

[shychick-52]

'Day of the Sorcerers' stuff (long post)

Ok, so I've been considering making individual posts for all of these, but I think I'll simply cover it all here.

@naoisbroke made a post about what a missed opportunity it was to make 'Day of the Sorcerers' a multi-part episode, given how rushed it was for such a HUGELY IMPORTANT episode.

I reblogged their post with some of the things the episode could have touched on in a two-part or three-part episode, but I wanted to make it a separate post too with additional ideas:

We didn't even see the rest of the Order get stopped or what happened to them (Magnus had been quick to fire Slickwell after his treachery in 'Baileywhoops', so it's safe to say he did the same to Greylock for what was obviously something even worse, assuming he didn't have him banished or locked up)! Craig Gerber confirmed on his Twitter shortly after the episode aired that they were stopped, but c'mon, it's called showing- not telling!

Sofia could have told Cedric (and the rest of her family) that Merlin and a bunch of the good sorcerers from the Conjurers' Conference headed off to their respective kingdoms to stop the rest of the Order (which we at least saw them leaving to do, but it was never even brought up again).

It would have been so awesome for Cedric and Sofia to join the other good wizards in going after the rest of the Order of the Wand and help stop them (as another one of Cedric's first acts of truly being good and taking responsibility). Maybe at the end of the episode when James asks Cedric for a magic show and Cedric happily agrees, Cedric would have instead said "I'm afraid I'll have to take a raincheck, my prince. I must join the other sorcerers in stopping the rest of the Order of the Wand!" Sofia could have said "I'm coming with you!" and he and the family (especially her family, who- unlike Cedric- rarely saw how capable and strong she is on adventures through the show) would have protested that it was much too dangerous, but she would insisted that they were doing this together, then Cedric would have proudly said "Then come along, my fine apprentice!" which would have ended Part 1, leading led to Part 2.

Sofia could have actually told Cedric she learned from Merlin there was a way to reverse the effects of the Medusa Stones after all (despite Grimtrix emphasizing the spell was totally unbreakable, which I think he deliberately lied about). I hc he asked her off-screen how she found out removing the stone from the wand and dropping it breaks the spell, but it would have been nice to see.

It would have been neat to have Cedric and Greylock speak to each other or, at the very least, acknowledge each other at the Order of the Wand meeting (like Cedric did with Morgana when he was shocked to see her there), especially after they sort of became friends by the end of 'Baileywhoops'!

It would have made more sense if it better explained Greylock's motivation to betray his king, maybe even as part of a big confrontation/battle between him and Cedric during a scene where Cedric and Sofia try to help stop the Order.

I'm glad Cedric was at least shocked to see Morgana at the Order of the Wand meeting, tho it would have been nice if he'd demanded to know how she got out of Merlin's mirror! And why didn't she acknowledge him at all? Surely she was feeling vengeful toward him after he helped Merlin defeat her during their last encounter (in season 3's 'Gone With the Wand')!

Speaking of Morgana... like I discussed in another post of mine (about how Grimtrix was blatantly manipulating Cedric in 'Day of the Sorcerers') how Cedric and Sofia teamed up to defeat Grimtrix in season 3's 'Hexley Hall', it would have been interesting to have Morgana doubt that Cedric could be trusted to be on their side, knowing for herself- like Grimtrix- how close he is with Sofia and similarly having experienced defeat because of them both (plus, she would have likely used the fact that Cedric had helped Merlin defeat her as further proof he's too much of a goody-goody to be trusted). I can see Grimtrix assuring Morgana he had Cedric wrapped around his finger (again, see that post of mine for more details), and that they'd only freeze him with the Medusa spell if necessary.

It would have been good to actually find out what would have happened to Grimtrix; the guards seized him in the actual episode, but it could have been announced that he would no longer be the headmaster of Hexley Hall. (Ooooh, and maybe near the very end of the multi-part episode, Cedric could have told Sofia he was contacted and offered the job as recognition for his part in stopping the Order, but that he declined and told them his place is serving the royal family and kingdom of Enchancia).

In the end, Cedric could have earnestly told Sofia how much her friendship, kindness, and support always meant to him, how it changed him for the better, and they finally could have shared a mutual hug (because Cedric did neither of those things in season 4, and it really bothers me).

Maybe the end of the multi-parter could have included strong hints of Wormwood being VERY disgusted with Cedric's new goody-goody ways, and hints of their friendship really turning sour.

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