#OOF this is a tricky one!

[wolves-in-the-world]

clayne crawford in lethal weapon 1.2 “surf n turf”, so you don’t have to watch it.

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1– A close up of Martin Riggs in a car, the lighting sepia toned with lens flare and rainbow glints from the camera lens. Riggs is holding a phone up to his ear and his eyes are slightly downcast, eyebrows slightly lowered, mouth slightly open. He looks stricken, deadened, and his eyes are a little bright.

2– A view of Riggs in a toilet cubicle with metal walls, the lighting cool and almost grey-green. Riggs is tipping back a hip flask to drink and we have a view of his throat and Adam's apple, his hair curling behind his ears. He's wearing a green button-up, unbuttoned, over a dark t-shirt.

3– A close up of Riggs in the same lighting, talking to someone who we only see as a glimpse of long dark hair. Riggs' head is tilted, his expression playfully admonishing, raised eyebrows making his forehead crease. There's a fresh pink and purple bruise around one eye.

4– A view of Riggs and Murtaugh sitting side by side outside someone’s office. Murtaugh is wearing a neat navy blazer, sitting up straight and staring at Riggs, halfway through telling him off for something. Riggs is slouching back with a hand on his stomach, cleaning out his ear with a finger, the skin of his neck a little creased. He's wearing big sunglasses that hide his eyes.

5– Riggs and Murtaugh in a green-lit hallway outside a room, Murtaugh standing to the left watching, Riggs close to the door - probably about to open it - and raising a finger to indicate it while he talks. His hair looks almost deliberately dishevelled here.

6– A view of Riggs and a small brown-haired woman both lying on a patterned rug looking very much like they were just thrown there. Pieces of glass scattered around and on them suggest they got there through a window. The woman is curled in on herself, in dark fitted clothes; Riggs is lying on his back with his knees bent, his shirt barely torn, his expression a pained grimace.

7– A view of Riggs with the same woman from the previous scene, in an interrogation room with dim lighting. The woman is looking down, fiddling with the string hanging out of of a mug of tea, and she has Riggs' button-up draped over her shoulders. Riggs looks serious and open as he speaks to her, eyes down and a little to one side, his forearms rested on the table. They're both turned towards each other, suggesting a degree of comfort.

8– A view of Trish, Roger Murtaugh, their teenage son RJ, and Riggs around a dinner table in a tasteful if beige dining room. There's food on the table, wine and bottles of beer, and they seem to be caught in the middle of a conversation: RJ smiling, Roger looking disapproving, Riggs leaning back a little and looking at Trish like he should be hiding a smile but isn't. He might have a dimple in his cheek.

9– Riggs sleeping on a reclined deckchair with a brightly patterned pillow, head turned as if watching a lantern with a lit candle in the background. Riggs has one hand open resting on his hip, the other on his belly and holding a beer bottle. He very much looks like he didn't mean to fall asleep there. It's night-time.

10– A view of Murtaugh and Riggs at a conference table where bagels have been laid out and clearly already dug into. Murtaugh seems casual but attentive, looking off-screen. Riggs is leaning back in his chair and chewing something, and currently dunking a piece of bagel into someone's mug. His expression's a little thoughtful, like the procedure takes some planning, and the bruise around his eye has maybe faded a little.

11– A close up of Riggs now swigging from the same mug while looking down at it, his eyebrows raised. His hair is tidied back relatively neatly, but it's all messy curls at the back. Murtaugh, in the background, has his eyes closed and looks bored.

12– A close up of Riggs in warm natural lighting in front of some steps, Murtaugh to his left and out of focus. Riggs is reading something in his hand with his head a little tilted and an almost comically puzzled expression. His neck is visibly creased, and his hair is almost brassy in the light.

13– A view of Riggs and Murtaugh at night, with red lighting coming in from the left, outside a door with a grimy yellow pane and illegible graffiti. Murtaugh has his gun almost up, like he wants to enter a dangerous situation, but he's looking to the side where Riggs is talking to him and has raised a hand to gesture him to stop. Half of Riggs' face is lost in shadow.

14– A view of Riggs and Trish in an elevator with black walls. Trish wears white trousers and a black jacket, has a gold necklace on, and a file tucked under one arm. Riggs is standing comfortably, his hands in his pockets, expression enigmatic but comfortable as he looks up and to one side; Trish is talking to Riggs and looking over at him with a warm and considering expression.

#clayne crawford #lethal weapon #if anyone finds me through those tags this is not my normal fare and also fuck en eff tees #lethal weapon trainwreck #this one was so tricky he did a lot of quietly awful stuff with his face #the last five minutes was kind of an unnecessary rollercoaster and the first five minutes…… stretched my ability to cope with his tattoos #will share if folks are curious but it might get autobonked so I'll keep it separate from this post #also pretty sure he wears a grease-stained shirt for this entire ep. you're welcome. #alcoholism cw #cw alcoholism #for (accurate) vibes #not pictured: cc scooping up some cream cheese with a bit of bagel in his hand instead of a knife #also not pictured: someone deeply bewildered at (pictured) bagel coffee dunking because why would someone do that #I love this fictional man #ALSO not pictured: martin injured and bloody. it's a pretty shot but oof.

[celibibratty]

#It looks so gooddd!!✨ #I just decided to do that out nowhere😁💦i was just listening to the song then i was reminding some scenes of that malucia... #So i thought if i try to do an edit with this doll + this song just for fun to see how it would look? #I showed to marina super excited marina said i should post it cuz i deserved some kudos for that😂so i will post✨ #Idk about twitter for me twitter works more for short vids #The bratty vibe💕funny that i find that malucia kinda annoying in the movie (shes too evil😅i think she deserved a redemption arc😤) #But oof i can't resist the brat/bratty vibe look at that expressions #I had some troubles with it😂the first seconds is a different edit that i didn't get to edit everything (cuz i saved fast in fear... #Of losting this beggining part cuz it was so well done but i forgot that i didn't edited the rest💦)so i had to put this finish part... #(That it was already with the song😑💧) and do the rest all over again and it was kinda tricky to put the song transition in a way that... #Looked natural (the transition of the song with the vid is difficult to make cuz any little change as speed; transition effects... #Makes the video end faster and i wanted some specific scenes with some specific parts of the song #Ha-ha b4rbie + dark rock song funny mashup #The song is miss murder by AFI (very known rock song but i will put cuz i hate not knowing the songs name #forget it what i said this version is the normal ver it supposed to be the guitar hero one but its okay this version combined more #Do i put a b4rbie tag?😒fine i will put come on my edit deserve to be seen #my edit #barbie and the secret door #Barbie and the secret door malucia #One day i will put this on a pen drive #🎵Hey miss murder can i🎶 #I made this today #Fui tapiado #This my edit made me like this malucia😂 #I love that the sound is very loud i like it loud #It makes me happy this video i can't believe i'm the one that did it

[lynk-zee]

Evol is Love Spelled Backwards

Synopsis: In which whilst fighting Heartbreaker, they get smacked in the face by their newest love spell which makes them impossibly gobsmacked over the person they love. PRE-RELATIONSHIP

Seeing Zayne on a hospital bed instead of a patient was a sight no one expected to see. But he was acting weird. Way weird. After getting smacked in the face by Heartbreaker, his temperature spiked, his face flushed, and his heart rate seemed to rocket whenever he’s not near you. So, as the doctor checks him out, Zayne’s glassy eyes are glued to you, as if the moment he looked away you’d disappear forever. He holds your hands tightly, never wanting to let go. After the checkup, the doctor said the side affects would disappear within a few hours. When he left, Zayne yanked you onto the bed, onto his lap, pinning you to his chest. He looked up at you with a lovesick expression.

Zayne: Are you hurt…

MC: Me? You’re the one who blocked the attack…

Zayne: Of course… I love you… And I don’t want anything bad to happen to you. Ever.

You flushed, not expecting that at all. Sure, you’ve both danced around the subject, sharing affections, but…

MC: Wait until you’re sober to tell me that…

Zayne: Does it matter? I’ve felt this way my entire life…

You’re sure he can feel the way your heart races. Like a sixth sense. He gives you an absolutely lovesick smile and leans up to nuzzle your nose with his. Even under this spell, your comfort and safety comes first.

When Zayne comes to, he’s slightly embarrassed by the whole ordeal but rolls with it anyways.

Zayne: Not exactly how I pictured that, but— would you like to go on a proper date with me?

Oh boy. Rafayel’s already clingy as it is. Imagine him getting smacked in the face with Heartbreaker’s love letter spell? Absolutely horrible. Thomas had to cancel his event with how insufferable and whiny Rafayel was acting. And god forbid you leave his side for even a second— How dare you!

Rafayel: Just say you hate me and want me to die!

MC: I don’t see what the big deal is. I just need to—

Rafayel: NO!

Rafayel sprung to his feet on wobbly legs. He can’t hold himself up, so he falls into your arms like a dainty princess. Lucky for him, you’re too lost in the impossible colors in his eyes to chastise him. With flushed cheeks, he furrows his eyebrows in a cute glare and tells you how he feels.

Rafayel: I don’t want you to leave me ever! I want you to stay by my side.

MC: I can only do so much as your bodyguard—

Rafayel: *shakes his head* Not as my bodyguard! As my soulmate!

Your heart stopped. Did he mean it? Like, really mean it? Rafayel always flirted with you, but you always took it in good jest, secretly wishing it was real. But now…

When Rafayel sobers up, he grabs your hand, gently cradling your face.

Rafayel: I meant it you know… Every single word… Let me take you out on a date. Just me and you…

Writing this report to Jenna was going to be tricky. I mean, how do you tell your boss that the strongest hunter on the team was completely inebriated by a love spell? Xavier, being the dashing and heroic hunter you knew, stepped in front of you as Heartbreaker unleashed their newest spell. The force of nature that was your partner has been reduced to a pile of goop clinging onto your shoulder like his life depended on it. As you walked him up to his apartment, you had to fight down the burn in your cheeks as he complimented the smell of your hair and the new lipstick you bought. He was close. Too close.

MC: Alright, Xavier. Here we go. Just give me your keys and you’ll be home safe and sound— WAH!

Xavier had unlocked the door for you and fell in, bringing you down with him. You landed on his chest with an oof, concerned on whether or not he hit his head.

MC: Are you okay?!

As you felt around the back of his head for any bumps, his arms around you tightened, pinning you to his chest. You flushed, your noses almost touching. His eyes linger on your lips, a hand going up to play with your hair as he hummed.

Xavier: I’m okay…

MC: Aha… That’s good. Um, could you let me up now.

He furrowed his brows with a serious glint in his eyes.

Xavier: No.

MC: But I need to—

Xavier: You don’t need to do anything. Not without me. We’re partners—

MC: Yes… Work partners—

Xavier: For life.

Woahhhh. He hasn’t even asked out on a date yet at that point. When he comes to, he’s genuinely confused by what he had just admitted to you. But he wasn’t going to back down.

Xavier: That wasn’t how it went in the books I’ve read but… Do you want… To go out sometime?

#☀️l&ds #love & deepsace x reader #rafayel x reader #rafayel l&ds #rafayel lads #rafayel lnd #love & deepspace #love and deepspace #rafayel love and deepspace #xavier l&ds #xavier lad #zayne lads #xavier lads #zayne love and deepspace #xavier love and deepspace #zayne x reader #xavier x reader #zayne lnd #zayne l&ds #xavier lnd

[conazo]

Valentino writing tips: language

I’m not an expert by any means, but I thought I might provide some insight into how I, personally, handle the nasty moth's dialogue.

Like all languages, Spanish is highly regional. We don’t really know Val’s actual background as a Sinner, so your guess is as good as mine. Given his VA is Puerto Rican, however, I write Valentino as someone who speaks Caribbean Spanish (like me!). The three Spanish-speaking countries/territories in the Caribbean are: Puerto Rico, the Dominican Republic, and Cuba. I'm not familiar with Cuban Spanish, so we'll focus on the first two for now.

Some of these are more specific to one place than the other, but I’m mushing them together for simplicity’s sake (don't come at me).

Fun quirks of Dominican and Puerto Rican Spanish:

A habit of shortening words, like “ven pa’ca” (“come here”) instead of “ven para acá.” We frequently eat the letters “r,” “s” or “d” toward or at the end of some words.

Pronouncing “r” as “l” in some words.

Pronouncing “t” as a soft sound between a “th” and a “d.” Although this voice has a Spanish (from Spain) cadence, you can hear the modified “t” sound in “Valentino” here.

Fun Dominican and Puerto Rican words and phrases:

“Coño” as a casual curse, typically used as an expression of frustration (like “fuck!”). My username is basically a really intense version of coño, and is a very Dominican phrase.

“Diablo,” which means “devil,” is also commonly used as an exclamation.

“Hijo de la gran puta,” a classic that roughly parallels "son of a bitch," but literally translates to “son of a great whore.”

“Papi” or “papi chulo” (“cute daddy”) as a term of affection. “Papito” is the diminutive version of this phrase.

On that note, you can add “ito” to the end of just about anything to make it a diminutive (cutesy/smaller version). “Chulo” means cute, for example. “Chulito” is the even more affectionate/smaller version of that.

“Dique,” which is used to express doubt. Vox might say, “I am not obsessed with Alastor!” Valentino might mutter “diiiique” in response. This is a Dominican thing.

“Wepa,” which is something usually shouted in excitement. This is a Puerto Rican thing.

“Vaina,” which kind of means “thing,” often with a negative connotation. So, Valentino might look at one of Velvette’s designs, find it hideous, and say, “que vaina más fea, oof” (“what an ugly thing, oof”).

“Fó,” which is sort of “ew” or “gross,” usually re: bad smells. You shout it.

“Mano,” short for “hermano” (“brother”). Used between friends.

“Dímelo” (“tell me”) as a greeting. Something that would be said when answering the phone, for example.

“Cojer” as a means of saying “to take,” like taking something from a table. This word has a very different context in other regions. In Mexico, for example, the verb “cojer” is vulgar and means “to fuck.”

“Ahorita,” which in my experience means “later.” In other regions, it can mean “right now” or “later” depending on context.

Commonly used phrases in Mexican Spanish.

You’ll want to avoid these if you’d like his dialogue to be consistently Caribbean-inspired:

“Pinche”

“Verga”

“Wey”

“No mames/no manches”

“Qué padre”

“Chingar”

Calling acquaintances “primo” or “jefe”

I mention this Spanish dialect specifically because it's the most common one in the world. And hey, Val could be canonically Mexican or Mexican in your headcanon! That's cool, too. I'm just providing insight for consistency's sake.

Other insight:

“Ay dios mío!” is a generally overused phrase, in my opinion, and not actually said IRL as frequently as TV makes it seem. Just my experience, though.

“Ay” or “uy” are good filler sounds. You hear Val shout it when Niffty snaps at him.

Valentino canonically squeaks like a moth when passionate!

His voice takes on an echo/growl when he’s particularly angry.

Mixing English and Spanish is tricky. Spanglish is not uncommon in PR, DR, and the US, but usually only when speaking with someone else who is fluent in both languages. Valentino seems plenty fluent in English; he uses lots of contractions, complex sentence structure, and slang. He doesn’t need to inject Spanish phrases in favor of English ones when conversing with another English speaker. He does do it sometimes for emphasis (“the devil’s princesa” or “this chiquita”).

As cliché as it is, defaulting to a Spanish phrase in moments of alarm, anger, frustration, or affection is also not uncommon if you grew up in a Spanish-speaking home. If someone surprises me, I shout “coño” by default, for example.

Valentino uses pet names when referring to others, like "amorcito" (“little love”) and "Angie" over voicemail.

Generally speaking, Val likes to stretch his vowels to be theatrical ("he mooooved!"). He sometimes eats the ends of English words, like “fuckin’” instead of “fucking.” He also sometimes rolls his “r” for English words, like in “ungrrrateful whore!”

Val's accent isn’t consistently strong, which could be a stylistic choice, or he could just be prone to a kind of unique code switching, for lack of a better term. My friends say I speak English with a Spanish accent when conversing with my family, for example (it’s not intentional).

Okay that’s it, bye!

#valentino #hazbin hotel #writing #staticmoth #voxval #Vox

[nectardaddy]

inumaki toge headcanons

I know for a FACT this man probably has bad posture

sitting like a shrimp in his chair

bites his lip or fingers when he's angry so he doesn't say something out loud

has mad cowboy strength even though he looks kinda small

definitely was that kid in school who if the teacher asked for help getting chairs he'd carry like 4 to show off

I'd imagine certain words for him get a little jumbled or he can't pronounce them correctly (like how did he practice saying words like crush and twist?? and especially plummet like the phonics behind all those words to actually say is crazy)

anyway

like he has a hard time pronouncing words not commonly used like mailbox or sm

he can say some words out loud and not solely talk in ingredients

connotation is tricky though because one slip up and suddenly someone is on the floor because he said "oof"

his parents probably didn't let him out much when he was really little

ESPECIALLY at the age where kids start to copy everything people say

socially awkward and shy because of this

cough drops and throat spray over cough syrup

he accidently got high as fuck before because he just drank it right out the bottle after training

probably had to tape his own mouth shut when he first started playing video games so he wouldn't scream "die" or "shit" at the top of his lungs

#jjk toge #jjk inumaki #jujutsu kaisen headcanons #toge inumaki #inumaki toge #jjk headcanons #jujutsu kaisen inumaki #inumaki toge headcanons #toge inumaki headcanons

[anjelagarrick]

worm

johnny mactavish x reader

summary: you’re a very sleep-deprived insomniac, your boyfriend has to deal with it.

tags: established relationship, sleepy cuddles, fluff, sleepy! johnny, short fic, totally not self indulgent because i can’t sleep rn

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YOU HUFF LAZILY as you lay awake in your lover’s arms. Insomnia sucked. That’s all you could think in the moment. Johnny, your beloved boyfriend, was half asleep, breathing slow and steady as his muscled arms engulf you, keeping you close to his chest. Slowly, you blink, trying to ease yourself into sleep- yet it never comes. “Johnny, baby.” You mumble, shaking him gently. “Mhhm..” his brows furrow as he pushes his face against the top of your head. “Baby, talk to me.” You whine, voice still quiet as you tap his side. “Wha’s wrong..?” He slurs out, Scottish accent thick with sleep. “Can’t sleep.” You respond, tangling your legs between his as you shuffle even closer. Johnny let’s out a soft noise, kissing your forehead. “What’dya wanna talk about, love?” He questions, eyes barely open.

“Anything. Just wanna sleep.” You sigh, squeezing your boyfriend a little tighter. “Okay…” Johnny exhales slowly, his breath hits your face gently. Seconds soon turn to minutes, and you realise Johnny’s dozing off again. You smile a little, kissing his lips gently. Your boyfriend hums, kissing back lazily as he nuzzles closer. You stay silent for a little while, hand rubbing his back as you ponder about anything to talk about. “Baby,” you begin, listening to him hum in acknowledgement. “Would you rather… kiss a hundred frogs, or never kiss me again?” You question, watching his brows furrow. “Wha..?” He asks, exhaling slowly after. “Kiss a hundred frogs, or never kiss me again, choose one.” You smile at his confused expression. “Kiss a hundred frogs.” He mutters after a beat of silence. “Aw.” You croon, kissing him gently. “Okay, lover boy. Would you rather…” you trail off, thinking for a moment. “Quit your job or… quit nights out?” You smile, knowing he’d have a tricky time answering that one considering he loved both. “Oof… uh, quit nights out?” Johnny responds, voice more quiet as he’s still tired. “Your turn.” You nudge him gently, watching him swipe at his eyes before blinking a few times to look at you.

“Alright…” he responds, looking around your shared room in the base for anything to provide inspiration. “Would you rather not cure your insomnia, or sleep for a hundred years?” He asks teasingly. “Hmm… so if I chose to not cure my insomnia I be able to see you?” You ask, he nods a little; cheeky smile on his lips. “Hmm… then i’d have to not cure my insomnia. I wouldn’t want to be in a cruel, boyfriend-less world.” You giggle, kissing him. “Alright, alright.” Johnny nods, adjusting his hold on you. “Would you rather… eat Gaz’s cooking, or eat four bugs of your choice?” He asks, that grin spreading even more. “Oh, I’d eat Gaz’s cooking, I wouldn’t be able to eat bugs.” You laugh, he nods. “Fair enough, but i’d take the bugs just to be safe.” He jokes, sharing a laugh with you.

A few moments of silence pass by, you’re trying to see if you can sleep easier, yet no matter how hard you tried; you couldn’t. “Johnny.” You pat his back once more. “Yeah, baby?” He responds, voice much more sleepy now. “Would you still love me if I was a worm?” You smile, kissing his cheek. “A worm?” He repeats, brows knitting together. “Yeah, a worm.” You nod, pushing your face into his neck. “Like one that lives in the dirt or a different type of worm?” Johnny asks you, you laugh. “What other types of worms are there? Yes, a dirt-dwelling worm.” You respond, fingers massaging his back. “Hmm… it’d be tough but, yeah. I’d still love you, as long as you still knew it was me.” Johnny nods, arms squeezing you more firmly. “Would you fight all the other worms for me?” You giggle softly, hand slipping under his shirt so your fingertips could trace lines up and down his back.

“I’d fight all the worms for you, baby.” Johnny yawns, kissing your ear gently. “I’d fight people for you. I’d kick ass as a worm.” You respond, listening to a chuckle rumble through your boyfriend’s chest. Slowly, you begin to yawn, sleep finally beginning to pull at you. “You’d be a very badass worm, love. I’d get you a little helmet and vest so you could come with on missions.” Johnny smiles, moving your leg over his hip to cradle you closer. “Sweet.” You grin, leaning your weight against your boyfriend as your eyes finally begin to close. “Dozing off?” He asks, tone sweet. “Mhm… thanks, baby.” You respond, hand slowly stopping upon Johnny’s back as you grow more and more sleepy. “Of course, love.” He replies, kissing your head. “Love you, Johnny.” You purr, smiling sweetly as he takes a soft breath. “I love you more, even if you were a worm.”

#mw2 2022 #mw2 imagine #mw2 x reader #mw2 x you #mw2022 #johnny mactavish #johnny mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish x you #johnny soap mactavish #johnny soap mactavish x reader #soap x reader #soap x you #soap mw2 #john soap mactavish #soap mctavish #soap mactavish x reader #johnny mactavish fluff #mw2 fluff #| anjela wrote this 🕯️

[ghostfanwriter]

🎂🩷 𝐏𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐕𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐭 🩷🎂

Part two →

🩷 Pairing: Single dad, young Joel Miller x Baker! Reader

🎂 Setting: No outbreak AU. Joel's in his mid-thirties, and reader's on her mid/late twenties.

🩷 Synopsis: Like a sending from heaven, Joel Miller comes in to buy a birthday cake in your bakery. Sure, late night renovations won't lead to anything, right?

🎂 Features: Flirting, Joel blushing, reader being on her knees for him already, the girls being the sweetest, Joel being a super hot, super stressed, dad.

🩷 Word Count: Around 2.3k.

🎂 About this: This is the introduction to how they've met. I keep coming hack to this story whenever Dirty Hands gets tricky, it's my little comfort baby.

🩷 Author's Note: I have no idea how much a cake costs in the US, so help a girl out and just leave it alone if it 's too - way too - off. Hope you like it 🩷

The clock shows 6:20pm, your bakery — supposedly — closes at 6:30pm.

You finish serving the last table — that seems to have no hurry to leave — and go back behind your counter, watching your step to avoid the missing tile behind your cakes' display.

It's almost closing time and all your prayers are concentrated on asking for this couple to leave as soon as possible, as you still have to clean, prepare your doughs for tomorrow and close everything before finally going home.

And after a whole day of working — mostly alone — on your bakery, all you want is to get some rest.

You're on your computer looking up flooring options, and your search is interrupted by a man walking in, his large frame stopping in front of your cakes and carefully looking at all of them, his eyes focused on the options.

"Hi, good evening!" You greet him, getting up, your smile widening as you take him in. Large shoulders, fluffy hair, big eyes, sculpted nose.

He's wearing a blue jacket, his sunglasses are, for some reason, still on his head, and he has his backpack on his back.

"Hey, good evening." He greets you, his voice deep and soft, his eyes still glued to the cakes on your display. Frowning when he sees a particularly pretty one.

"Can I help you?" You ask sweetly, and he looks up at you for the first time, smiling back at you, cursing himself for taking so long to look at you.

"I'm sorry, I was just looking at them, they're all so pretty." He says, embarrassed by how he didn't even aknowledge you when he entered your store.

"No it's fine, I'll take it as a compliment." You say, laughing.

"It's not like they're the only thing worth looking at here. But they sure catch your attention." He says, watching your face, and you feel your cheeks on fire, your eyes almost watering at how flustered the man's got you.

"Thank you." You manage to say, your voice slightly smaller, and he looks back at the cakes.

"What flavor is this pink one?" He asks, and you bend over the display to look at it.

"Hmm, that's a pink velvet! With a custard and fresh strawberries filing." You say, and he frowns. The cake is covered in white and pink frosting, decorated with fresh strawberries.

"Oof, that sounds amazing." He says, and you smile.

"It's one of my favorites." You admit.

"Well, then I'll take it, please." He says, laughing.

"Alright. Is it a gift?" You ask, reaching for the packagings, and he shakes his head.

"No, no. It's for me." He says, and you grab a regular box.

"Well, you do like cake then, huh?" You joke as you take the cake to pack it, and he laughs at it.

"I do, yeah. But this one's for my birthday." He says, laughing, and you smile at him.

"Oh, why didn't you just say it?" You ask. "Happy birthday! Did you know we have a special discount for people's birthdays?"

"Uh, you do? Well... but I don't really want to show you my ID. Don't like to think about the number there, you know?" He laughs, his pretty eyes scrunching at his own words.

"How about I take your word?" You suggest, and he smiles. "I mean, you're either telling me the truth or you really like cake. Or you're just hungry, I mean, your job looks like really heavy work." You say, mentioning his clothes, covered in concrete and paint.

"Those would be three checks. I do love cake, and I am starving because of work. But it is also my birthday." He says.

"Well, then you do deserve the discount." You say, closing the bag. "It'll be 22 dollars." You say.

"Alright." He says, reaching for his wallet on the front pocket of his worn out jeans. "Here." He hands you 30 dollars, and you grab his change.

"Here you go." You hand it to him.

"Oh, no. Keep the change, please." He says.

"No, c'mon. Birthday discount, remember?" You say, almost pouting.

"Here says the cake costs almost 35 dollars." He says, leaning to read the price tag on the display, scrunching his eyes so the numbers become clear. "You were generous enough with your discount." He adds, grabbing the bag.

"Because it's your birthday discount!" You say playfully, extending your arm further, and he pushes your hand away.

"I said keep it." He says firmly, making you flinch, your breathing getting stuck in your throat. "How about I take the discount and you take the change as a tip for you?" He suggests, and you smile. "Keep it." He insists, smiling.

"Thank you." You say, putting the change back, a shy and uncontrollable smile stuck on your face.

"Thank you." He says, looking at you, his eyes somehow even softer. "'Till next time." He says, and you take a deep breath as he turns around.

"Hey, sorry?" You call, and he turns back — a bit eagerly, you could swear —, looking at you, a smile on his lips.

"Yeah."

"You do work in construction, right?" You ask. "I mean, your clothes and all."

"Well, they don't let me lie." He jokes. "I'm a contractor. Was just working across the street." He explains.

"Do you work with renovations? Like, changing floorings, fixing drywalls, changing lights and custumized furniture?" You ask.

"I do, yeah. I have a company, actually. I work for myself." He says. "Although furniture isn't exactly my field. But I know some good people who do it, I can give you their number." He offers.

"Yeah, I'd love that." You say, and he puts the cake back on top of your counter, reaching for his wallet.

"Here." He hands you two cards. "This one's mine, this one's a guy that builds all sorts of furniture. Almost all kinds of materials, I work with him all the time, you can trust him." He says.

"Joel Miller?" You ask smiling, looking at him, his cheeks reddening when he hears you say his name.

It sounds so goddamn sweet on your lips.

"Yeah." He says. "You just give me a call and I come over to talk, see what you wanna do, no commitment."

"Sure! I just want to renovate the floorings, fix some broken stuff." You say. "I'll call you before the weekend so we can talk better." You promise.

"Great. Can't wait to hear from you." He says, grabbing his cake again. "See you." He says, turning around, and you wave goodbye, but he turns as soon as he reaches the door. "Will you call from this number?" He asks, pointing at the number printed on the bag.

"Yeah, that's my professional number." You say, smiling.

"Alright. Just so when you call I know it's you." He says. "Make sure I won't miss it." He adds, smiling.

"Thank you." You smile back.

"Well, now I'll go. See ya." He says, this time actually leaving the store.

You watch as he gets into a black truck, and almost jumps when he looks at you, giving you a little wave — that you're eager to mimick — as he starts his car, driving away.

Your cheeks hurt as you can't control your smile. A beautiful, kind and funny man just walked in, bought a pink cake — with no problem with the color —, maybe flirted with you and now you have his number? And he said he'll make sure he won't miss your call?

God bless the couple that made you stay open for a little longer.

And just as you think of them, they come towards you to pay, thanking you for the food and complimenting your pastries. You thank them — although it's not just for the nice words — and close soon after they leave.

You put all the chairs up, clean the floors and go to the kitchen, where you prepare some of your dough for the next day.

Now you're even more excited to start the renovations around your bakery.

The next day you try to focus on your chores and not call him, and he spends the whole day rushing to his phone and sighing when he picks it up and sees it's not you.

The day after that you can't help it anymore, though.

Not only because you're dying to see the man again — and make sure he wasn't just a mirage your tired brain came up with to distract you from how tired you were that day —, but also because you couldn't stand anymore having to ditch loose flooring pieces, the broken doors of your balconies, the dying ceiling lights.

So you take a deep breath, almost shaking as you leave your mixer mixing your brownie batter and go to the open patio to call him.

His phone rings while he gives Ellie, his toddler, her breakfast — or tries to, anyway.

"Ellie, baby, c'mon, help daddy, your sister's gonna be late for school."

"No!" She laughed, amused with her dad's suffering. He lets his head fall down, defeated.

"Alright, then you're going to daycare with just apple juice on your tummy, because we really need to leave now." He says, and she cheers. "Sarah, honey, are you ready?" He asks his four-year old when she comes downstairs, and she nods enthusiastically.

"Yes, daddy! Can we go now? I don't wanna be late, Mrs. Roberts gives a star for who arrives early." She says. "And I haven't gotten one in over two days!" She says, frustrated.

"Did you brush your teeth?" He asks her while he starts washing the dishes.

"Yes! Of course I did." She says, her tone not even convincing herself.

"Let me check." He says, leaning down, and her eyes widen. "C'mon, come here." He calls, beckoning for her to come close to him, and she sighs.

"I'll go brush them now." She says, defeated. "But then we're leaving!" She yells the last part as she runs upstairs.

He finishes the dishes and cleans Ellie, removing her from her highchair. Just when he's about to take her to the bathroom to brush her teeth, his phone rings, and he sits Ellie on the table to see who's calling him.

He sees the unsaved number and remembers it faintly from your bakery bag, so he looks around, trying to see if he can find it.

"Ellie, don't move, alright, baby?" He tells her, who doesn't even aknowledge him, too busy playing with her toys.

He lets go of her and opens the cabinet where he keeps his plastic bags, looking for the pink one from your bakery. He finds it and sees the number is indeed yours.

"Fuck." He curses quietly. "Tommy!" He yells, calling for his brother. "Come here, I need to pick up the phone, quick." He screams, and Tommy shows up almost immediately.

"Hey." His brother says, clearly just out of bed.

"Watch Ellie, don't let Sarah come after me." He says, walking to his backyard.

He doesn't like his clients knowing how agitated and insane his personal life can be with two small kids and no one around to help. So he always tries to make work calls as quiet as he can.

"Hi!" He says, almost too excited as he picks up the phone, thanking God he made it in time.

"Hi! Joel?" You ask, and he smiles when he hears your voice.

"Yeah, it's me." He says, and you can almost hear the smile on his lips.

"Oh, hey. I'm from the bakery where you bought that pink cake?" You ask, and he takes a second to respond, trying to not make it obvious that he's spent the previous day running to his phone, hoping to hear from you.

"Oh, yeah, I remember! You said you wanted new floorings and furniture, right?" He asks, shooting Tommy a look when he grabs Sarah last minute so she doesn't go after him.

"Yeah, that's me!" You say, feeling awkward. Trying to remind yourself that it's just a professional call, and you don't have to be so nervous. "Could you come over? As soon as you can? I wanted to talk about the renovations." You say, and he nods, only after a second realizing that you can't see him, feeling stupid.

It's just a work call, for God's sake, chill out, Joel Miller.

"Sure, I can be over today, does that work for you? Maybe after you close, or maybe tomorrow before you're open?" He suggests, trying not to sound too eager.

As silly as it sounds, you can't help but think about how you're dressed, what your hair looks like. You stop in front of a window, checking yourself, and only when you make sure you won't die if he sees what you look like today, you can confirm.

"Today would be great! I'm closing at six-thirty, so you could come over at seven, if that's ok? So I can clean a bit before we can talk."

"Sounds great. I'll be there." He agrees.

"Alright, see you then." You say, your beating faster than it has in a long time.

"See ya." He says, running back inside.

"Sure that was a work call?" Tommy teases him, and Joel shoots him a look.

"Daddy, c'mon!" Sarah says, pulling his arm as soon as he closes the backdoor.

"Come here." He kneels down with one knee, holding her shoulders. "Let me check." He says, and she laughs as she blows his face, a tutti-frutti smell invading his nose. "Great, baby, thank you." He says, kissing the top of her head.

"Can we go now? I don't wanna be late." She asks, sounding almost sad.

"We're going, honey. Let's go." He says, picking Ellie and her backpack up, grabbing Tommy's shoulder. "Listen, I need you to go see the Gellers tonight, I have something else." He says, and his brother sighs.

"C'mon, man, not the fucking Gellers." He begs.

"Gellers. You. Tonight. 8pm. Don't mess it up, Tommy!" He yells, leaving the house. "Girls, say bye to uncle Tommy."

"Bye uncle Tommy!" They both say, waving him goodbye.

"Bye, girls! Be good, huh?" He says, and Joel closes the door.

...

Joel never missed having a mom for the girls. No matter how tired and overwhelmed he may get taking care of them by himself — mostly, at least. He could never risk adding someone to the equation and getting his girls hurt in the process.

"Daddy?" Sarah says when he comes back to the car after dropping Ellie at daycare.

"Yes, baby." He says sweetly, turning back to look at her.

"Your shirt's inside out." She says, laughing, and he looks down at himself. He grabs the steering wheel and dramatically drops his head on it, making her laugh even harder.

Having someone to share this life with would be nice, though.

Soo, what do you think?

Your thoughts are so, so important, please let me know if you liked it! I hope you did, can't wait to give you the rest of their story 🩷🫶🏻

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#joel miller x reader #joel miller x female reader #joel miller #fanfic #pedro pascal characters #pedro pascal's characters #ghostfanwriter #pedro pascal x reader #joel miller x you #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller x y/n

[brucewaynehater101]

In your opinion, who would make a better job at parenting or being a father figure for Damian. Taking in consideration their personalities and who would help him more to find his own way between Tim, Jason, Dick and Bruce. How do you think they would approach it?

Oof. Great question. Now, slight warning, it does depend on the characterization of everybody. Since DC sucks at sticking to it, imma try to do this by life experiences and their most often reactions to them.

For Damian himself, his parent would have to balance his trauma with his need to be parented. For instance, Damian might not feel safe being without a weapon on him. In order to not drown in anxiety and being constantly alert, they may have to allow Damian to have a small knife or some other protection gear on him. Also, taking away art or other activities from Damian as a punishment might be counterproductive. Some parents ground their kids by taking away their things. Damian, who might not have been able to focus on leisure activities in the LoA, might have some trauma and attachment issues. He could just abandon art altogether if he believes it would get taken away whenever he misbehaves (especially if the rules for misbehaving are unclear). Damian will be testing the boundaries for his own safety. He will want to see what happens when he messes up and how badly he can mess up and still be loved.

If Dick didn't have to focus on being Batman, he'd be a great father to Damian. He has patience, understanding from his apprenticeship with Slade, and understands the cultural shock Damian is going through. He also has experience with helping the younger generation (either his siblings or younger members of the Titans) through their issues. The only issue is whether Dick has time between whatever is going on in Bludhaven and what's going on with the Titans. If he didn't have as much on his plate, he'd do amazing for Damian.

Jason wouldn't be as great as a father figure as Dick, but he'd do exceptionally well as a brother and uncle figure. He would be a bit busy between the Outlaws and Red Hood business, but he would make time for whenever Damian needed a place to get away to. As a temp guardian, he'd do great. If he had to look after Damian for a few months, they would figure it out. Jason would have to learn how to give rules and enforce them when it came to Damian.

For Tim, it really depends on their first meeting. In canon, that was very poorly executed by Bruce and resulted in their feud lasting years. The others around them continued to handle that poorly, and it is neither Damian or Tim's fault for that. They are both kids and are trying to rely on the adults around them to assist (as they should be able to). However, Tim would be a semi-decent dad if the first meeting went differently, and Tim was the only one around to step up to the plate. As long as Alfred, Dick, and Bruce are able, Tim wouldn't try to parent Damian as well (which makes sense). If they had a better relationship, he may offer Damian brotherly advice and help out that way.

Bruce is a tricky one. If we're talking about animated!Bruce, he'd be an excellent dad. He has parenting experience, he has the blood ties that Damian respects, and he is patient. He's parented at least three traumatized kids with different kinds of trauma and needs (Dick, Cass, and Jason). If we're talking about comics!Bruce, then no. That man is too caught up in his own emotional turmoil and has verbally abused his kids too much to be a good father figure (plus other stuff). Bruce's character has the potential to be an amazing father, but comics!Bruce is horrible and we shall burn him.

#dc comics #tim drake #dc universe #jason todd #bruce wayne #dick grayson #damian wayne #thank you for the ask!!!!

[fernsnailz]

i'm sure that you get asks like this a lot so i apologize if i'm beating a dead horse to the ground LOL but for someone who owns an online shop, do you have any tips for beginners just starting off / looking into starting one? not really asking for anything specific, but just rather anything you'd be willing to share based off your experience...!

OOF okay so there's quite a lot that goes into running an online shop, so best general advice i can give is to do your research! there's a lot to an art shop that you need to consider and understand before running into things. sometimes it's a bit hard to figure out where to start your research though, so here are the biggest things i think you should look into first:

manufacturing your stuff: some artists hand make merch at home, but if you don't have the means to do that then you'll need to find places that can manufacture your designs for you. like if you're making stickers, look into custom sticker printing sites like StickerApp or Sticky Brand. a lot of manufacturers will have sample packs you can order for free to get a better idea of what their items are like.

shop hosting websites: figuring out where to actually host your shop and sell your art is very important - my shop is through Big Cartel which i really like, but isn't for everyone. other shop hosting sites include Shopify and Etsy, and Shopify is sorta similar to BigCartel from what i know? Etsy is very different, selling through Etsy means your stuff will be easier for people to find through the Etsy search function (BigCartel and Shopify don't have this, any traffic you get will have to come from off-site and you'll have to advertise the shit outta it). HOWEVER Etsy has some pretty bad practices when it comes to how they treat the artists that sell on there. most people i know that use/used Etsy have been burned by them in some way, so be warned.

money stuff (accounting, budgeting, taxes): LEARN HOW TO MAKE SPREADSHEETS!! spreadsheets with just a few simple addition/subtraction formulas will be a huge help when it comes to budgeting and keeping track of your expenses - and you'll need to keep track of ALL your expenses! taxes can also be tricky, most shop hosting websites will collect sales tax for you but do some research on what freelance/small business taxes look like in your country.

shipping: the two main aspects to shipping are your shipping supplies and shipping labels. you'll want to find mailers that fit and protect whatever art you're selling, and tbh the best way i figured this out was from buying from other artists and seeing how they packaged their stuff! shipping labels are their own beast - some sites like Etsy will make them for you, but not BigCartel. i use a site called Pirate Ship to import BigCartel orders and buy shipping labels for them.

thats about all i got for now, running an online art shop is very hard not gonna lie!! but it's very fun and rewarding to make your own funny items :] best of luck to ya!!

#fernasks

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

figured i'd ask you since you're like, The Flash Fam Expert, but do you happen to know the rough ages of the flashfam? like i know irey and jai are nine, ace is somewhere in his late teens, and wally has to be late twenties at the youngest but i can't find many specifics on other characters and wasn't sure if you might be able to help!

OOF. That's a rough one buddy. You don't understand what you have just unleashed upon the world.

God. Alright.

Irey and Jai are nine physically and mentally. Chronologically speaking, they're still toddlers but don't worry about it.

Ace is around 17? Not yet 18 but older than 15. I would bet on 17 but 16 wouldn't be crazy either. Avery is the same age.

Jay and Max are over 100 but by how much, I couldn't tell you. They play their age close to the chest. Physically they look 50-60 though.

Here's where it gets tricky.

Barry, Wally, Jesse and Bart.

So, Wally would've been in his early 30's when his children were born. Definitely by the time Barry came back Wally would've been at least 30.

However, during the N52 reboot everyone got deaged around a decade younger, Wally included. Wally came out of the Speedforce wearing his Kid Flash costume, indicating that he was physically 19 at the oldest. It's been a few years since Wally emerged, so physically he would have to be around 21 at this point.

Wild! I know!

So yeah, Barry would've been... late 30's? Ish? When he died. He came back at roughly the same age and chilled for a bit. He would've had to have hit 40 at least by that point. But speedsters also don't really physically age? So he looked like he was in his early 30's.

The N52 reboot hit, putting Barry at... late 20's- early 30's. I would say, by now, that the man is at least 30. Potentially even 35. But he looks 25 because speedsters don't age. (Iris would be around 30)

Bart is going to be the most wild one here. Alright. I'm speedrunning this one, so if you don't understand what is happening, I'm sorry but it is too late for you.

He exits the time portal at physically 12, ages to 14 before stabilized. He ages to 16 at which point he disappears. He comes back as an adult for a year but is killed. He comes back, again, back at 16 and is allowed to chill for a bit (potentially a year), bringing Bart to 17 years old (physically) when Flashpoint and the N52 reboot hit.

Bart was somehow spared the ~10 year deaging but he wasn't spared the deaging entirely. Bart pops out looking around 12-14 years old again. He runs around for about a year ish, which brings Bart to physically 13-15 years old currently in comics.

HOWEVER, it must be stated that, like Wally and Barry, Bart's mental age has never been reset. His mental age did not reboot with his body, so mentally Bart is around 19-20 years old.

Jesse... Jesse is weird. DC likes to keep Jesse ambiguously young. When in doubt, Jesse is around the same age as Wally. So, currently she would be around 21. The same applies to Linda.

So yeah. It's weird because Barry was a guy in his 30's with a little baby ten year old Wally and there was at least a 20 year age difference there. And now it's maybe 9 years? But also Barry looks 25 because he's a speedster, so it looks like Barry is only 4-5 years older than Wally.

Honestly if you went off looks alone, it'd be Jay (50), Max (50), Barry (25), Wally (21), Jesse (21), Avery (16), Ace (16), Bart (14), Irey (9) and Jai (9). Which is WILD?! Their family looks like two gay dads adopted 8 kids. Other than Max and Jay, they all look within five years of each other. It's wild.

Speedster aging man... They just... don't. They don't age. They live on Neverland time 24/7.

#dc #dc comics #flash fam #flash family #the flash #kid flash #wally west #impulse #bart allen #barry allen #speedsters #jay garrick #max mercury #jesse chambers #jesse quick #irey west #jai west #ace west #avery ho #surge #thunderheart #linda park #iris west #OH ALSO WALLY HAS A CANONICAL 6 ISH YEAR AGE DIFFERENCE WITH ACE #because ten year old Wally coexisted with toddler (3-4?) Ace. so following that. if Ace is 16 then Wally is 22. if 17 then 23

[viperwhispered]

Thinking about the transition of jamil x yuu dynamic after his overblot ngl.. I would be pissed at him but at the same time I wanna help in any way i can

Oof yeah.

Like on one hand Jamil’s the one who dragged Yuu into this mess in the first place, basically kidnapped them (along with the whole dorm), controlled them with Snake Whisper… plenty of lovely things that are totally easy to get over. (I’ve also got a bit of an angsty drabble thingy about that that I wrote at some point.)

But at the same time, I mean how can you not feel for him? Jamil being trapped in servitude since childhood, just… There’s so much wrong with that. No wonder he saw no good ways out.

Like, I’ve probably said this so many times by now, but with all the previous overblots my reaction was basically like “yeah that sucks but so do your actions” (it sure took me some time to get over Riddle for example, ngl, he just really rubbed me the wrong way). With Jamil (even before the extra jp context), it was like “yeahhh this is not exactly great but also I totally get it and can’t really judge because I don't think I would've managed any better”.

So honestly sometimes I forget that oh yeah he did actually do some pretty questionable stuff to Yuu before his overblot didn’t he.

It would be tricky for sure, building a more honest understanding and trust after that. Difficult for Yuu to come to terms with what Jamil did to them, their friends and the whole dorm. Difficult for Jamil to believe that Yuu genuinely cares - or that maybe Jamil would be okay being a bit more open with them.

I really don’t know how things would happen (I mean also depends of what kind of Yuu we’re thinking of here, and if they’d be more sympathetic or pissed off) but I’d love to see more good explorations about the slow mending of the rift and the emerging understanding

(Also diodellet’s got a lovely (I say if it wasn't also very angst) fic of Yuu / you helping Jamil deal with the aftermath of the overblot if you haven’t seen it, more from the sympathetic side of things.)

#twisted wonderland #jamil viper #ner talks #chatting with folks #majestickitty #jamil viper x reader #jamil viper x yuu

[livefromcastledracula]

So, what are your general thoughts on more modern takes on Carmilla that make the titular vampire more sympathetic or outright heroic (anti or otherwise).

I'd say there's probably a lot more room for that kind of reinterpretation compared to, say, Dracula given she was already treated with a certain degree of sympathy in the original novella (but well also a vampiric serial killer and *GASP* a LESBIAN ).

Tricky one! I think there is probably more room for 'redemption' with Carmilla than Dracula, because there's a certain ambiguity around her whole character. The novella never makes it 100% clear whether she is just a gaslighting predator toying with her next victim or a lonely immortal trapped in her own impulses. A lot of the things she says and does are similarly mysterious and have multiple potential meanings, including suggestions that she's trying to make a companion out of Laura (and similarly may have tried and failed with Bertha) out of a mixture of vampire compulsion and actual loneliness and longing.

She unquestionably lies, she has unquestionably killed a lot of young women, she unquestionably wishes to turn Laura into a vampire, but she was also herself the victim of a vampire at a young age and how much of all of that is her choice and how much of it is vampiric compulsion is up in the air. Similarly I don't think it's entirely fair to Carmilla to take Vordenburg's account of vampires or Laura's status as a reliable narrator entirely at face value.

So I think particularly given the queer subtext, and changing views around how to read and contextualise that, there's a lot more room for stuff like the Canadian web series (which I love with my whole soul, so I'm totally not biased here) giving us a new take on Carmilla.

Dracula has already had his woobiefication / romantic antihero era and I think it's interesting in the wake of Daily Dracula to see more people seeing him / depicting him as a cruel, gaslighting abuser with undertones of serial r*pist, which, I think, was certainly Stoker's intent with the character. The much more aggressive way his feeding scenes are written compared to the dreamlike, surrealistic Carmilla visitations certainly helps this (oof, the Mina scene never fails to turn my stomach).

I remember reading someone's quite sensible take that a flaw in readings of Dracula is that, by categorizing it as a gothic novel, readers start searching for the central Byronic antihero that typifies the genre, the flawed, stormy, romantic, dark, tragic figure like the Phantom of the Opera or Frankenstein's Creature, or indeed, Carmilla...and Count Dracula just ... isn't that, he's a pure despicable villain, but he's the title character so people try to force him into that role.

I think that's a fair take away.

#carmilla #dracula #dracula daily #count dracula #daily dracula #sheridan le fanu #bram stoker #gothic literature #gothic horror

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

I saw Mochi Mayhem spoilers, if it isn't too much and you're already somewhat aware... I'm curious about your personal headcanons on Pecharunt, especially it's relationship with Ogerpon and the Toxic Three

Oof this is a tricky one since idk how much will be accurate when jan 11th comes...but I do have a few:

Pecharunt is pretty much confirmed to have given the trio their toxic chains + the brains, brawns, and beauty that they desired in exchange for their loyalties.

Is DEFINITELY a coward at heart--all bark and no bite--preferring to let others do the attacking and shooting toxic mochi at enemies only as a last resort.

It and Ogerpon have been longtime enemies, and she fled to Kitakami with her trainer to escape it after almost being tricked into making a deal.

If they had accepted it, they would have been possessed and she would've been affixed with a poison-type mask forever.

In revenge for rejecting its offer, it sent the Loyal Three to track them both down and do whatever they wished.

But after their "deaths", Pecharunt became lonely and eventually went into hibernation until Mochi Mayhem's events.

Definitely will scold the trio when it finds out they're with the protagonist now....only to get sassed right back (mainly by Okidogi who had some personal growth since being caught).

#that's all i got ghshghs #i gtg to bed but the excitement for this epilogue is REAL #clanask #anonymous #pokemon #pokemon sv #mochi mayhem #mochi mayhem spoilers #pecharunt #headcanons #loyal three

[gelu-the-babosa-multiversal]

In a Miraculous X Rescue-Bots Crossover, what kind of Akumatized Villian would the Burns become? And what's a possible reason they be Akumatized?

Sorry for the long wait but I really just stopped enjoying MLB for reasons I can't list. But I did made an MLB x TFRB idea crossover with another mutual but just with who would be the holders.

For the Akumas, to be fair I don't want to say because I know that HawkMoth would give them the most horrible villain costumes... but well. Some are simple to say while others could be more of an accident.

-I like to imagine Charlie getting akumatized because of some accident that involved one of his kids (like Cody) and him falling to protect them making him feel down enough for Gabriel to take control of him. His Akuma form would probably be someone able to ¨protect¨ everyone by imprisoning them in little cages that can only be opened by the hands of Charlie, so he would be a pretty tough opponent to fight.

-Kade is kinda easy but hard as well because as much of an ego as he has, he is still on the good path. Is mostly his ego and superior views of himself that made him flawed and an annoyance to others. That being said, when everyone backs an eye on him and just decides to ignore him is what makes him angry. It was something planned by Dani and Graham just to mess with their older brother (it could also be caused by his siblings bringing the Gremlin stuff back but you can decide). If Hawkmoth sends an Akuma to Kade then he would feed the image of Kade of being an invincible superior person Kade desperately desires. His only weakness would be recognizing that he did wrong...

-For Dani is kind of a trick because just like Kade she uses ego and arrogance to hide when she is faced with something she can't handle but unlike Kade she can break much easier than the rest of his brothers and father. It is probably the feeling of being the only girl in the family and being seen as nothing but air support that would make her want others to feel the same and reveal their true colors so they stop judging her. She would still fly above and be free from the sight of others, but everyone who saw hers flying would ¨reveal¨ who they are on the inside, all the grossness and horrible thoughts that they keep in secret would surface making Dani much better off an ¨example¨ than her brothers and father.

-OOF Graham is a tricky one as well but I feel that the ep ¨Feed the Monster¨ gave us a good example of what Graham could be as an Akuma or just a villain/monster in any universe. What could trigger this is really hard to decide as he is a very chill guy, but maybe it could be just like with his father that Graham failed to protect someone and got mad at himself believing himself to be a monster more than a hero. Hawkmoth would use the weak image Graham has over him to twist it into a monster unable to control his strength.

-Now for Cody... this one gonna be easy actually as we have plenty of reasons as to why Cody would be akumatized but at the same time reasons why he would be immune to becoming an Akuma, our boy shines so much that an Akuma would disintegrate if it touches him. But, as I said we got reasons, and since the past Akumas I mentioned are related to anger and deceptions, what about we talk about kindness??? Cody just like the rest of his family sacrifices stuff, time, life, and emotions to be a hero even when he is still on the sidelines. As he keeps seeing his family being put into dangerous situations, making them sacrifice their own lives and wishes over the safety of others makes him feel something behind his brain that just... wants to be out. Something like a selfish desire could not be granted by normal means, but thanks to Gabriel Akuma's, that one thing Cody always desired could be accomplished. In Griffin Rock there would be no danger anymore, no more crazy robots or people putting themselves in danger, just tranquility and normality with the Burns family being an example of an everyday family. Thought, such an elusion could be broken easily by people who know Cody the best, the kid won't fall that easily as he knows every little dirty detail of the people on the island, and if anyone tries to break the perfect world he made for himself and his family... they will have to deal with true despair.

#ask #thanks for the ask! #the babosa is talking #au #crossover #idea #my stuff #my wrtitng #transformers rescue bots #rescue bots #tfrb #tf #rb #maccadam #transformers #miraculous ladybug #mlb #ml #part of the multiverse #charlie burns #chief burns #chief charlie burns #kade burns #dani burns #graham burns #cody burns #the burns family #the explanations get longer depending on the character #cody would be the most dangerous of all for sure #while charlie would maybe be the weakest is not for the super strength

[wings-of-ink]

I uh... I'm so sorry for ruining the fun. Honestly. It is not my intention, I swear I'm just simply curious about how ROs would feel (their thoughts maybe) if the role was reversed and it was them with a curse. MC is still in the picture, but they're now one of the companions, like ROs are to them (if it's relevant to the ask, that is)

I imagine it could be rather tough for Oswin and his family... It's like both he and his brother are sickly and in dangerous condition. Oof. Big oof.

No worries, my friend, as long as no one is dead or going through heartbreak, I'll survive this, lol. This situation is a little tricky, but I'll give some generalizations.

Oswin: At least it's me and not someone I care about.

His family is extremely stressed. Lakota had some very rough patches, and this is just horrible to deal with on top of that.

MC and family would do whatever they needed to to help, and I imagine MC and Oswin's roles in the story effectively switch places.

*The only way the others would cross paths with MC is if they set on their own quest for answers and they happened upon them while traveling.

Zahn:  I wish I wasn't dealing with this alone.

It's doubtful that their church would have had the resources they'd need to do much. Since the gods don't readily make appearances, they'd go in search of Din for help, but would likely have to do so alone.

Coming across friendly people in a little town would be very meaningful to them.

Duri: This scenario is especially tricky for Duri because of their heritage. The odds of a curse like this taking hold of them are slim, and if it did, they have at least 2 family members that would have been able to break it when they were a child.

Rune:  I did not break free just to succumb to a measly curse.

They have substantial power, but not the godlike kind that would be needed to break this one. Though, they would know enough to seek out the help of a god, and would search for Casimir, whom they revere highly.

They would want help badly, but be hesitant to ask or trust others. Ultimately, they'd come to rely on the group.

???:  This can't be my undoing, it just can't be. Not after everything.

He's clever and knows some powerful magic witches and mages that may be able to help, so he'd go in search of them. He would also be privy to finding particular magical relics to try. He's a horrible patient though, and being ill would be very distressing for him - until he meets a kind group willing to help.

Thank you for the ask, Anon! ^_^

#god cursed if #asks #twine if #if wip #gc ro reactions

[kzele]

From the Roots Up

Peter puts a plan into motion in order to shake the foundations of the underworld. Neither Rhino or Sandman were prepared. Tombstone will be even less so.

Something was weird about this fight. As for what that something was? That was the itch that Flint Marko couldn't scratch. The web-head was cracking jokes like usual. And O'Hirn was getting angry at the guy like usual. There was punching and dodging going on, same as all the other fights.

Except. . .Spider-Man wasn't making many offensive moves. Sure, punches and kicks didn't do much to either of them but that never seemed to stop him from having a trick up his sleeve. He kept flipping further and further away towards some street work. Alarm bells rang in Flint's head. As someone who had challenged Spidey on a regular basis, both as plain Flint Marko and Sandman, he knew how tricky his enemy could be in a fight.

"Hey, wait up!" he called out to Rhino. "Don't let 'im separate-"

The ground chose that moment to give way beneath his long-time partner's feet.

"Ahhhhh-oof!"

He sighed, ". . .Nevermind."

"Well, you did try," the vigilante's chimed in.

He glared at the ever-present cause of his misfortune, who flipped flawlessly mid-air into the new hole in the street like one o' those fancy gymnasts on TV.

"You're welcome to join your buddy and me down here. Or not. Although, he might've mentioned at one point that he doesn't do too well in tunnels, especially by himself," the bug's voice continued to echo up through the hole.

Flint remembered all right. After that blowout of a fight, O'Hirn had to be rehydrated while knocked out and then sedated. How they managed to do that without any skin on his arms to put an IV, the silicate supervillain had no idea.

Leaving O'Hirn alone to face the guy that scared the pants off of most of the underworld was not an option. If they got caught again, it was nothing new, but at least he wouldn't be a wuss for letting his partner get caught alone.

He jumped down.

Sometimes, Flint thinks, it pays to have superpowers. because that drop wouldn't've gone as good if he had normal legs instead of sand.

As his eyes adjust, he can make out . . . train tracks?? Are they in part of the subway or something? He was about to look around further for Rhino but-

CRASH!

-that wasn't needed.

"Marko! Glad you could make it! I hope the decor isn't too rustic for your tastes. O'Hirn doesn't seem to appreciate it that much," the weblinger snarked as he dodged yet another punch.

"I'll 'appreciate' it when I crush you all over the the walls, you sneaky little creep!" Rhino growled.

A high-powered jump onto the subway ceiling and Rhino could not longer follow through on that promise.

"As much as I would like to see you both fail at that again, that's not why I arranged this chat."

Flint snorted, "Oh, sure. Let me guess. You want to talk us into giving ourselves up and going straight."

Spider-Man made an so-so motion.

"Not exactly. But not too far off either. A good guess, though. And a choice that I wouldn't be opposed to either of you making."

They both opened their mouths and a hand shot up to halt their next words. Another hand webbed the hole next to the vigilante shut.

"There. I made sure we wouldn't be interrupted by cops anytime soon. The old tunnel we're in needs repairs but it's the workers' day off, so can you just hear me out for a second before attempting another murder on me here?"

Neither he or Rhino moved. They look at each other and then up at Spidey and then back to each other.

This was definitely out of the norm. Was it another trick? But why trap himself down here in the same space with two of his longtime enemies then? It made no sense!

His mouth was now moving but the words were surprising even him, "Well, uhhh. . .alright."

His partner shot him a look but he shot him one right back. They were both stuck down and he was curious, so sue him!

Spider-Man tilted his head, "Huh, this wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be. Well you see, when I said hear me out, I should have been more precise. I should have said 'hear me and the Big Man out'."

And with that, a little recorder was suddenly playing in the guy's hands.

"I'm here to see Mr. Lincoln."

"Then you should make an appointment."

//Line Break//

Peter could see the looks on their faces switch from interest to the beginnings of an unpleasant realization.

"Wait. You can't listen to him. He's the bad guy. He's--"

He clicked the tape off.

When he had broken into Tombstone's office that day, he had recorded the conversation just in case the guy said anything that could be used against him in court. It worked on sting operations and TV an awful lot. (Or maybe just the stings ops on TV??) But the more he rewinded and listened to it, however, the more he realized that very little wouldn't be thrown out in court. Between Lincoln's evasive wording around being the Big Man, the charges he brought against Spidey in the tape, plus the wealth and reputation the jerk has. . . Well, Peter knew nothing would come from showing the tape to any above board and official sources.

That's when it hit him. Spidey wasn't the only being treated like a pawn in that exchange. In fact, he'd wager guys like Marko and O'Hirn knew nothing about why they were made.

"He offered you money?!"//"I'll kill 'im! He set us up for jail!"

Called it. Poor guys.

"Hold up! One at a time, please. Yes, Sandy, he offered me a big briefcase full of cash to stay out of the way."

"H-how big a score are we talking here?"

Marko looked like he was about two seconds from breaking down in tears.

"Two rows of seven. All hundreds. None of the cash bundles in any row looked anemic," he responded matter-of-factly.

Sandman slumped onto the ground with his face in his hands.

"Soo, um, anything you want to ask, Rhino?"

Hornhead was trembling in rage and it seemed like a tremendous effort to open his mouth with the way he was grinding his teeth.

"Lincoln. Where do I find him?"

"I could tell you but trust me when I say smashing him is only going to make the problem worse."

"Then why tell us all this?! Look at what you did! You smashed everythin' we thought we knew and now you don't want to get the piece o' crud back?!"

"I didn't say I didn't want him taken down. Look, I could have accepted the money and been at home right now counting the zeros in my bank account. Instead, I'm here. All I'm saying is that smashing him only opens up his throne to people like the Goblin, who FYI, is far worse than Tombstone. And that's saying something."

"So we're screwed no matter what, then," Marko interjected from his seat on the floor.

Sandman's voice sounded lifeless and Rhino was clearly struggling to find anything to say to him.

Peter took a deep breath, "I made the mistake of thinking people like you were the enemy. I started being Spider-Man to help the little guy but I think we're all the little guy here. The Big Man thinks of us as little numbers on a ledger or like chess pieces if we get powerful enough to get noticed. Even if you go against him openly, he'll just replace you. With every day that passes, you're less and less unique because he can churn out more like you. And he'll ruin more people to send against me unless. . ."

Both sets of eyes were looking at him now. Even Rhino had calmed enough to seem interested in listening again.

"Unless what?"

"Unless we do the opposite of what Mr. Benevolent Overlord wants and team up."

End of Part One (Possibly more to come???)

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