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danceswithsporks · 7 months

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Hiiii, I'm dipping my toes nervously in the world of asks 🫣😂

I'd like to request "did you just kiss me to shut me up?" With Howzer (or Rex, if you have a preference)

Maybe Reader is rambling about something, getting lost in their thoughts. Maybe even building up some anxiety from overthinking? Or just sort of a special interest rant what ever tickles your fancy more. (Reader thinks they're annoying him)

GN reader if possible :)

Feel free to ignore if it's not up your alley and have a great day 🫶🏼

Motte! Thank you for dropping a request!! It always makes me so happy to se you pop up in my notifications!!

I hope I did your request justice with this! While it’s currently just Rex, I do have plans to add Baja Blast daddy Howzer in later! (I’ll tag ya when that happens)

Took so much for me not to go full fic length with this! It was such a cute idea!

“Did you just kiss me to shut me up?”

You stared at the smoking remains of your crashed starship. Debris had hit the thrusters and knocked you out of the sky. if not for Rex’s expert piloting skills, you’d be dead.

“Fuck, no one knows where we are and the comms are fried.” You chewed your lip nervously. A covert mission with very few knowing your destination and even fewer knowing the exact route you were taking. Those few being you and your captain.

Rex could see the panic beginning to settle into you. “Don't panic. I’m sure we can figure something out. Besides, General Skywalker was supposed to be following a day behind us.”

You quickly turned from the sizzling console in front of you, shock in your eyes. “You told him our route?” Only you two were supposed to know! When Rex shrugged and nodded you felt an anger boil within you. “How could you tell him without telling me? I know you don’t trust me as far as you can throw me but this was my mission. I was in charge! This was my chance to prove myself.”

“I was doing my job as a soldier. Making sure our commanding officer knew our route in case something like this happened.” His arms crossed with a humph before wincing slightly. It seemed he’d injured himself in the crash after all. Golden eyes checked to see if you’d noticed the way he’d grabbed at his shoulder and when he found a worried look on your face l, he knew you had.

“You're injured.” Rushing to the back of the ship, you managed to find and pull out the med pack that Kix had packed for you both. On top of medical supplies, there were also three days of rations within for emergencies.

“I’m fine, Commander.” He watched you carefully as you flitted around the ship looking for emergency supplies. Every time you found something you’d run it over to his feet and drop it before running back to the ship. Each time he tried to offer to help and you’d simply push him back into place. After a few minutes, you finally slowed and dropped the small crate that would house your emergency tent. “Commander, I’m fine.”

“Still, I’d rather take a look at it to be sure. Last thing we need is you being injured.” Until you were back on the Resolute and near a bacta tank all you had were some patches and spray. If a bone was broken or dislocated he’d be screwed. It took you a moment to configure everything so you could successfully carry the two bags and the tent crate. As well as having a free hand to grab firewood as you moved away from the crash site. “Let’s get someplace more secure then I’ll take a look.”

“Commander” his words were stopped as you shot him a glance that said ‘end of questions’ he decided to ask just one more. “At least let me carry something?” Rex held his hand out to you waiting for you to pass something over. When you shook your head and began to walk into the woods around you, he sighed and followed close behind. He tried his best to keep a close eye on the area around the both of you as you trekked through the woods, but your ass in your Jedi armor was just too damn sexy to ignore.

Months, it had been literal months since you joined the Resolute and he’d gotten his first look at you. You were everything he’d dreamed of. Kind, sweet, and caring with a heart far too pure for a war-torn galaxy like yours. You cared for his brothers and himself more than even General Skywalker and Ahsoka did and you always found time to relax in the barracks with all of them and chat or listen to their woes. You’d even given him advice on how to ask out the person he'd been crushing on without even realizing it was you. Rex chewed his lip as you stopped and bent over to pick up some wood. The way your ass looked in those pants was absolutely mesmerizing and he felt filthy just imagining you bent over in front of him naked.

He was such a confusing man. You constantly got feelings of adoration and desire from him whenever you were near one another and while you had been crushing on him since your first day with the 501st, it was hard to gauge where you stood with him. You’d helped him out when he’d asked for dating advice, even if it did kill you inside to know he was crushing on someone else, and you found him always joining you and the others in the barracks when you’d all relax with one another. But he’d never made a move or even a flirting comment to let you know his feelings. For all you knew he simply saw you as a friend or worse, a sibling. It was that thought rushing through your stressed-out mind as you stopped to pick up a few dry twigs for the fire that was suddenly interrupted by the intense feeling of desire coming from the clone. It had to be a mistake, perhaps you were simply reading the emotion wrong? A shudder ran through your body at the thought of you two naked and him holding you ran wild through your mind. How many dreams have you had in the last few months of that very scenario? Rex cleared his throat from behind you, pulling you from your dirty thoughts. “Everything ok?” You turned and stepped back over to him, looking him over for discomfort.

Stars, those eyes of yours were always so warm and welcoming to him. No matter the situation, he knew he could rely on them for comfort and understanding. “Y-yeah. Spotted a mountain peeking through those bushes, figured we might be able to find a cave or use it as a partial wall for protection.” He motioned in the direction he’d just mentioned, sure enough, the gray of a mountain could be seen through the lush greens and browns of the woods around you.

You balanced everything in your arms into one hand and used the force to move some of the debris and earth out of the way, revealing a small overhang at the base of the mountain. It wasn’t a cave, but it would be enough to build a barrier around and store the heat from your fire. “Nice eyes, Captain.” In both catching the mountain before you passed it and in color. Maker, how you adored the golden color of his eyes. How they reminded you of the warm sun in the early hours of the morning and the comfort of a hot cup of caf with cream. If you weren’t such a tip-yip when it came to flirting with him then you would have told him as much. But you were, so instead you just led the way towards the overhang.

It seemed secure enough and once the two of you set up the tent and a barrier generator, it was perfectly safe. It took you moments to get a fire started and with that settled you turned your attention to Rex. “Alright, armor off.” You’d already shed your robes and sat in your base layers next to the fire. Beside you, the med kit sat open and ready for use and the warmth of the fire beckoned him to join you. “Promise I’ll be gentle.”

Rex swallowed the lump that had been forming in his throat as he carefully reached up to unlatch the pauldron on his left arm, the armor clattered to the dirt ground with a thud before he attempted to unlatch the right side. But the pain in his shoulder was too much and he winced in pain. It was definitely sprained if not dislocated.

“Here, let me help.”

He froze at the gentle sound of your voice as you carefully stepped around the fallen armor. You stared at him with those caring eyes, asking for permission to touch his armor and him. Rex nodded slowly and inhaled as your fingers carefully ran over the pauldron looking for the latch.

You thankfully knew what you were doing thanks to Fives and Echo showing you how the armor worked. It took only a moment for you to find the latch and once you did the armor clattered to the ground at your feet. A few more latches and the chest plate followed suit. Soon he was standing before you with just his lower armor on and his black top. “I’ll need to remove this.” You tugged at his shirt to make it clear what you meant. Rex stared at you for a moment as if lost in his thoughts before nodding and moving his good arm to pull the shirt off. You had every intention of helping him but between the sight of him easily reaching behind his neck with one hand and pulling off the shirt, and the thickness of the air that hung between the two of you, it was impossible to move.

Fuck, he was so much more handsome than you could have ever expected. Sure, you’d seen Fives and the others topless at the swimming arena in the Coruscant barracks, but never Rex. He’d always made himself sparse when it came time to swim. You had no clue why he would be so shy when he was stunning to look at. The muscles that rippled and covered his body were almost intoxicating and the many scars that covered it just made him even more beautiful. It was him clearing his throat that made you realize you were staring. You quickly shifted your eyes to his shoulder in hopes of playing off what had just happened as just general concern, you truly hoped it worked.

Your eyes fell on the already bruising shoulder and you made a worried face. “That doesn’t look good.” You reached down quickly and took his hand, leading him to the fire.

Rex nearly collapsed at the feeling of you touching him and helping with his armor, as soon as you’d tugged on his shirt his knees had felt like jelly. He’d done so well avoiding you seeing the scars that littered his body, worried that you’d find them repulsive. You weren’t like that though and he knew you weren’t like that, but even still he worried. So he’d always find an excuse to avoid swimming with you and the boys, something he regretted every time because Kriff, he really wanted to be as near to you as possible. Rex didn’t hear a single word you said as you pulled him towards the fire, worry taking over your inquisitive features.

A hiss came from the clone captain as you carefully ran your fingers over the injured shoulder. “I’m sorry.” You chewed your lip in worry as you pulled out a portable scanner and ran it over his shoulder slowly. A long sigh left you as you took in the results. “Your shoulder is dislocated.” Turning the device so he could see, you began to think about how to fix this.

“You’ll have to set it then.” He’d tried to say it with as calm a face as possible but he knew the pain could be immense. Looking at you, he found your face filled with shock and worry. “Hey, I know you can do this.”

“It’s going to hurt like hell and Kix didn’t pack any pain reliever of that level.” He’d only packed the basics. “You could potentially black out from the pain alone.” And for you to be the cause of that pain? You hated to even think about it.

“Rather be in pain for a moment than the three-day minimum it’ll take for them to track us.” That’s if the mayday transponder was broadcasting. If they missed you two then it could be even longer. “I trust ya, Commander.” He reached over and squeezed your hand gently while nodding reassuringly to you.

Oh, he was dead serious about you doing this! A lump you hadn’t even realized was in your throat was swallowed as you nodded back. “O-ok.” Kriff you were gonna do this. “I-if you pass out. I’ll never forgive you for leaving me alone here for even a moment.” You stood and repositioned yourself behind him. “Here, lay back.” Grabbing one of your robes, you threw it down so his head wouldn’t be in the dirt. “I need you to lay flat.”

“I won’t leave ya alone. I swear.” He swallowed at the feeling of your hands on his bare shoulder while you guided him down to the ground. “Sounds like ya know what your doin'.” Man, he really hoped you knew what you were doing.

“I’ve read about doing this, but never attempted it myself.” Your eyes slid away from his and looked around for something to bite down on. “Here” you pulled your holster over and discarded the contents unceremoniously before passing it to Rex. “But down on this.” The last thing you needed was his screams of pain drawing any unneeded attention.

“I can’t, not on that. You said your master gave that to you before she died.” He’d very clearly remember that story, like he did with every tale you told them.

He’d remembered that? Oh, your heart fluttered so much. “Yeah. But I can always get a new one. Can’t get a new you.” Before he could remark, you slid the leather into his mouth. “Tell me to stop if it becomes too much.”

The redness creeping across your cheeks was downright heart-stopping. You were flirting with him, weren’t you? Did that mean… his thoughts were ripped from him as you carefully moved his injured arm in small circular motions while keeping his arm leveled with his body, Rex fought the urge to scream as best as he could but it truly felt like you were ripping his arm off.

Tears burned your eyes as you continued to move his arm 90 degrees with his body. The little two-inch circles you were making worked to wiggle the joint back into its socket. You held your breath, waiting for him to tell you to stop but he continued to groan and scream through the pain. No longer were his warm and comforting golden eyes watching you, instead they were squeezed shut as he tried to stay conscious. “A-almost there.” If you did it right then as you lived his arm towards a 120-degree position you’d hear a…

*pop*

“That’s it!” You carefully returned his arm to resting over his stomach as you dove for the medic pack. You could have sworn there was a sling in there.

Rex felt like he was going to pass out and vomit at the same time from the pain. The excitement in your voice as you declared it in place was wonderful to hear down the long tunnel you seemed to suddenly be in. “G-great job, Mesh’la.” Rex groaned slightly as his good arm covered his eyes, the darkness pulling at the corners. “Ya…did..it.”

“Mesh’la?” Echo had told you about these terms of endearment after Jesse had called you cyare. But to hear Rex actually call you that had nearly knocked you out! That had to mean he liked you like you liked him! Turning back to him with the sling in hand, you let out a shriek as you realized he’d passed out. “Rex? Rex!”

-*-

It was dark by the time Rex had come to, his arm now secured in a sling and his head propped on a bundle of your robes. “Commander?” He sat up quickly and looked around for you, finding you close to the fire with your knees pulled up to your chin. When you didn’t look at him he worried that he’d upset you by passing out after saying he wouldn’t. He hadn’t meant to, it seemed with everything that had happened that day his body was just done.

Hearing his voice after you’d finally calmed yourself down was like the sweetest thing ever. But at the same time, it wasn’t, for it meant facing the anger that was inside you at him. He’d assured you he wouldn’t leave you alone and yet he’d passed out for four hours! How could you not be mad? “How are you feeling?” Your voice was void of any emotion as you walked over to him and checked the sling. “Any more pain?”

“No. Just dull.” The way you avoided making eye contact with him stung. He’d essentially promised you he wouldn’t and yet he had, you had every right to be upset with him. Reaching up, he took your hand in his and tried his best to meet your eyes. “I’m sorry.”

“Does it feel cold? Hot?” You slid your hand from his and tapped at the hand in the sling. “What about this?” You fought the urge to cry and yell at him bubbling within you.

“Commander.” Rex tried to get your attention once more.

“If it’s cold then you’re losing circulation and I may have pinched something.”

“Commander, please.”

“But if it’s getting hot then there may be an infection starting. But I did give you an antibiotic stem so that shouldn’t be the case.”

Rex sighed as you continued to ramble on, ignoring him. He’d seen you like this one other time when Hardcase had injured himself trying to play a prank on Jesse. You’d become so focused on taking care of him that it had taken them nearly an hour to focus once more. “It feels fine.”

“The bruising has started to diminish a bit and I’m not seeing any swelling so that’s a good sign.” You tried to ignore the way his fingers on his injured hand wrapped around yours. “Oh good, you have movement there,”

“Please, look at me.”

“I went through our rations while you were out. Seems if we take our time we should have enough to last a week.” You motioned across your little campsite to the tent crate that now held those rations. “Tomorrow I can go look for a freshwater source and then maybe we could f-“

Your words were cut off by his lips against yours. Everything seemed to spin and explode at the same time as his lips continued to press and rub against yours. You melted into the kiss while your hand found his cheek and you held him close. This was happening! He was kissing you! Your Captain Rex was kissing you right here and now. It lasted for a mere minute but it felt as though it had been an hour. A whine left you as he pulled away to check on you.

“I’m sorry. But you wouldn’t stop…” Rex was cut off by your hand going up to stop him while your other one hovered by your lips in surprise.

“D-did you kiss me to shut me up?” Was that all it had been? A way to shut you up? Honestly, you’d do it again just for the same outcome. But you’d never tell him that.

“You were spiraling like that time with Hardcase.” His good hand held your cheek gently while his thumb ran across your smooth skin. “I’m sorry for passing out.”

So he’s done it to get you quiet so he could apologize. “Oh. It’s…it’s ok.” It seemed so meaningless to be upset by something he clearly couldn’t control. “I’m just…glad your o…”

“Can I kiss you again?” The words left Rex before he could even think about them.

“Please.” Came out like a needy little whine that made your cheeks flare. “I mean, yes. I-I’d like that.”

“Really?” Rex felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest. You wanted him to kiss you again.

“Oh, Rex. Of course, I do. I’ve wanted you to kiss me for months.” Might as well let the loth cat out of the bag fully. “I've just…never been brave enough to say something.”

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you just call me Rex and not Captain.” And oh how he loved the sound of his name on your lips. You admitted how long you’d wanted him to kiss you and with a chuckle, he shook his head. “I’ve been wanting to for months. But I didn’t know how to even begin. That’s…why I asked for your advice.”

Now it all made sense. He’d been talking about you when he mentioned liking someone who lit up his world. “I…light up your world?”

“Stars, Yes. Whenever you smile, or laugh or hells just look at me!” Rex leaned forward and pressed his lips against yours once more, excited to feel you part your lips and allow him in.

His tongue danced with yours and you saw actual stars. He tasted like everything you’d hoped for. So sweet and filled with eager affection. You hummed happily and wrapped your arm around his neck carefully, pulling him close. You chuckled into his lips as so many things became clear now that you knew he had crushed on you.

Were you really laughing right now? Rex pulled away and smiled at you sweetly as he brushed his finger across your cheek.”What's so funny?”

“When I found that pack of Chandriian butter cookies on my bed, that was you, wasn’t it?” He smirked at you and your heart fluttered. “I had a feeling.”

Rex shrugged as he thought back to that day. “You said to give them something they enjoyed. You’ve constantly talked up those cookies. I knew I couldn’t go wrong with them.” He reached over and tilted your chin up toward him. “I hope you enjoyed them.”

“I did. Now that I know who gave them to me, I can thank you properly.” Moving for him, you pressed your lips against his once more and savored the way he smiled into you. His good arm wrapped around your back and held you close. Your head swam with feelings of delight and desire as he rubbed your side gently. “So much I’ll be thanking you for.”

“Then let me thank you first.” When you raised an eyebrow at him, he chuckled. “For saving my arm, my men and myself. Before you joined us, life was surprisingly dull. Even with Skywalker as our General. But you gave us something to look forward to. You always tell the men the sweetest stories and listen to all of their woes. Thank you, Mesh’la, for being so wonderful.” He peppered a few kisses against your lips as he spoke and thanked you.

“Perhaps we’ll be saying thank you to one another until they rescue us.” For you too had so much to thank him for.

Rex smirked at the idea. “Then let’s get started now”. Leaning down he pulled you carefully into another kiss. He’d kiss you every moment of every hour, of every minute until you were saved and so much longer after

#clone wars fic #captain rex #captain rex x reader #captain rex x you #fic request #mina writes things

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nautilusopus · 3 months

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worldbuilding for my one fucked-up dude in a hyperspecific context

so like the distinction between the fair folk and humans you usually see is that in the human world shit like physics and biology are absolutes. i can't drink transmission fluid and have it taste like baja blast no matter how much i want to taste the forbidden soup, and then afterwards i'll vomit up my organs and die even if i disagree that that should happen. however, things that are more abstract or part of a social code tend to be fairly arbitrary -- i can lie and say transmission fluid DOES taste like baja blast despite that not being the case even remotely, and maybe someone will even believe me, and all this time the properties of transmission fluid have not and will never change.

in contrast, the physical nature of the fairy world is usually heavily vibes based and runs off dream logic 90% of the time, with things like time and the physical properties of objects being highly subjective; but most social rules are as ironclad as something like gravity is. if you say you'll do something, you'll have to do it even if it's just by technicality. you can't NOT do it. if a social debt is incurred, it has to be repaid, the same way if i drop an object it has to fall. things like names and memories and years have concrete value and can be traded. so on and so forth.

which makes me wonder where gender falls on that spectrum. on the one hand, with a world full of creatures that are famously horny and not too picky (for better and for worse), and can look like literally anything they want, you'd think they wouldn't give a rat's ass about it, if they could comprehend what it was at all.

on the other hand, gender is another one of those social constructs that holds a lot of weight despite it being arbitrary and relative, like love or honour or the nature of an agreement, and so maybe it'd be the other way around and they wouldn't even really comprehend the idea of gender being fluid or arbitrary or an extricable part of your identity.

but also if they don't really follow the same rules biologically and wouldn't have the same social impetus to create those constructs, what is gender even built on top of for the fair folk if they do have an understanding of it? but also if the social framework exists in some capacity then they'll have to engage with it whether they like it or not and so how would they engage with that if it's a very real concrete thing for them but just kind of some shit we made up as a social framework for us that doesn't even maintain the same standards from location to location?

buhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

#i don't think pinion needs a gender crisis on top of everything else and i already wrote tni i don't need to write it again lol #but i DO wonder about it #you make up rules for a thing and then you have to think about them it's awful #i still need to make a tag for this loser #would be vaguely interesting if the folk were the ones shitty about gender for once ionno #but then also there are Catholics #tag for The Boy

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shinyspooks · 1 year

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just gonna crawl in here and dump my hc's on dannys biology and how he died. pretty new to the phandom so idk much about what people have said is canon buuuuut....

i like to think that when he was in the portal it killed him but not entirely. he was litterally a split second away from death, but in a similar way that a defibrillator restores a normal heartbeat through electricity, ectoplasm shot through Danny's chest and into his systems shocking his body back to life since he wasnt entirely dead (through both electricity and ghost magicy stuff)

well half life ynow.

cause now he permanantly has ectoplasm coursing through his veins and the sudden death and then revival messed up his biology so hes only half alive/dead.

the ectoplasm of the ghost zone and electricity of the portal in the living world combined is what stimulated both sides of him at the same time causing his entire being to permanently stick to an inbetween of life and death.

so he has lightning like scars on his body originating on his chest where the ectoplasm shot into him. in his human form its just a small scar on his chest but in his ghost form it extends throughout the rest of his body.

Also, he's so powerful because halfa's are created through pure ectoplasm from the ghost zone being forced into them.

i read in a fic once and idk if this is canon but the more ectoplasm around someone when they die=the stronger a ghost they become.

the fic also had a thing where ectoplasm leaks from the ghost zone into the living world everywhere.

anyways. ynow how vlad's portal was no bigger then a mirror and it managed to shoot a whole beam of ectoplasm/electricity. and in canon he's very powerful

well.

dannys portal is 10X the size of that other portal. >:)

anyways yeh, i like info dumping headcanons and danny has such a special place in my heart.

OKAY

SO DANNY’S DEATH RIGHT???

okay

rubs my little hands together

all of this is EXCELLENT (and yes, most people do hc he has lichtenberg scars from the accident), but I absolutely NEED to delve into Danny’s death holy shit

Okay so first of all I do subscribe to “Danny is the only true halfa”. Well, kinda. He’s the only one with a perfect balance between both- He didn’t develop any illness like Vlad and didn’t start destabilizing like Danielle. He’s the only one who’s body just kinda... fell into perfect sync, which, makes sense considering Danielle probably only has like, half a full dna thing (listen im not that much of a scientist/am not into biology) and Vlad basically got shot in the face with corrupted ectoplasm while Danny’s ectoplasm baja blast was pure.

Uh- one thing that I think about the Accident is that everyone, including me, is likely underestimating the amount of electricity Danny got hit with. Like- it was enough electricity to create a stable hole between dimensions. That has to be like, so much more powerful than your average lightning strike (which explains why Danny can handle getting zapped so many times in the show, nothing could ever possibly compare to the amount of electricity needed to open a fucking hole between dimensions. He still probably hates/is fearful of getting zapped though).

And then, like the batshit amount of electricity involved wasn’t enough, the portal basically opened up right on top of him. Like- Danny basically became a conductor for both the electricity and the ectoplasm to pass through- that’s probably how the portal stabilized to be honest, by using Danny as a conductor....It might’ve exploded if the extra energy hadn’t gone into Danny’s body.

The way the whole “became a half ghost thing” would’ve worked in my mind is that the electricity like,,, fried an entire section of Danny’s DNA??? Like it just outright destroyed an entire fraction of it, and ectoplasm took it’s place. This’d be different from say, Vlad’s case where it was likely more like the ectoplasm slowly destroyed part of his DNA until it managed to find some form of unsteady balance. In human form the ectoplasm would mainly remain dormant, simply replacing the function of the missing pieces of DNA to keep Danny alive, which of course has the side effect of some powers leaking through.

In ghost form, the ectoplasm is active, and, notably, the DNA becomes inactive, and the ectoplasm forms it’s own extra things in order to keep Danny functioning. This is in part due to the rings Danny uses to transform- It’s incredibly likely that the rings are made of pure light, or electricity, and at that proximity to his being, it’s likely enough radiation to kill someone, which ironically enough, is exactly what it’s doing by awakening the ectoplasm and deactivating his human DNA.

As for Danny being more powerful, obviously the unfiltered pure ectoplasm in his veins is a factor, but it’s also likely due to his ectoplasm likely recording other abilities and replicating it. I mean- if it learned to replicate DNA, it can certainly replicate power, right? Which is why his powerset is so fucking wild. Obviously there are some powers he’d get anyways, like the standard set of intangibility, invisiblity, flight, the ghostly wail (likely a power specific to him due to dying screaming), ice (to counteract electricity), so on and so forth. Outside of the ones that are obviously sourced from his death/are obvious ghost powers, Danny’s ectoplasm learns. The more he’s hit by an attack, the more likely he is to learn it, as a kinda self defense mechanism. Yes this makes Danny ridiculously overpowers. Yes this is how I explain the Danny with weather powers incident.

Anyways. Yeah. Danny’s whole thing is fucking weird basically.

#Danny Phantom #this is just a MESS of thoughts #long post

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thelampisaflashlight · 9 months

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What so is swiss just father² now? bc we know Baja blast is his but also you mentioned offhandedly that you were gonna make the kit from the cryptid biology post his son or was that kit Baja blast and I'm just a dunce :⁠-⁠P

Yes and no.

Even though they crop up here and there, all kits are more or less just there for oneshots/specific series.

Baja Blast, though, is Crescent's -an OC- child, so he has more of a "stay" in things than some of the other ones, save for Puddles or Hilly, who also kind of became more of a thing because people seem to have gotten attached to them, myself included.

In the case of the kit that was hatched in the Cryptid Biology series, most of those posts are meant to sort of be able to stand alone unless I go back and make a part 2, so that kit is in oneshot limbo sadly.

Imps and kits fall into the box of, "If it makes sense narratively, or it seems fun, sure, why not?"

And that's largely the mindset I'm working under when I include them in anything.

So, don't worry if things don't make complete sense or seem a little loosey-goosey over here at times when it comes to the content that's being made, what I make and when I make it largely depends on the kind of mood I'm in, and the imps and kits tend to pop up when I need something silly/fluffy to write about.

I also elaborate on things/add onto them or change things based off of reader input sometimes, but it ultimately swings back around to, "I liked that idea" or "I have a different idea and want to approach this differently".

#lamp rambles

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ladylooch · 10 months

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ANOTHA ONE

Okay this could be lucie and lio for besties unless you think it’s more couple-y:

Coming home drunk from a night out, just bringing home the party with you, laying on the bed side by side, laughing, catching up on texts and social media updates, craving food at 1:30 am so you doordash Taco Bell and passing out

This is Lucie and Lio when her and Connor break up the first time. She's so sad and Lio thinks if they go out for a night like they used to, she'll feel better.

Lucie can't remember the last time she laughed this hard. It was probably with Connor, but she forces that out of her mind. She doubles over on her bed as Lio re-enacts the time she got freaked out by a bug in her hair and went sprinting down the dock to jump in the lake fully clothed.

"You're such a freak about that stuff."

"Probably because you threw bugs on me all the time at the lake."

"Ah, you threw fish at my face after you caught them. Don't act so innocent." He shoves her over. She is too unsteady and rolls off the bed. "You good?" He asks, wheezing from laughing. She nods silently, choking on giggles.

Lio helps her back up and they resume munching on the big case of tacos they ordered from DoorDash.

"What is Connor doing tonight?" Lucie asks after things settle down.

"Ah, I don't know. He wasn't home when I left." Lio knows he is out with their teammates at a few bars to pick up chicks. What he doesn't know is Connor has been blowing up Lucie's phone about how much he misses her. Another buzz comes through.

Lu, I miss you so much. You're the love of my life. Please. Can we talk tomorrow?

Lio sees it and flips the screen over. He's having a good night with her and doesn't want it ruined. Lucie meets Lio's eyes. He winces at her sadness.

"You're gonna be okay, LuLu." Lio says to her around a bite of a taco. Lucie takes a sip of her Baja Blast while nodding.

"I know." And she does. Because there is no way this is the end for them. "Hey remember when we locked my sister in the bathroom and my dad got so mad he grounded us from each other?"

"Worst week of my life."

"Mine too." She grins. "Also worth it." Lio tosses his head back to laugh.

"To this day she still hasn't forgiven us for that."

#Lio & Lucie #Why did I make this angsty.#Soft Thoughts Sunday

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abracadaxbra · 11 months

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♡︎Welcome To My Blog!♡︎

Hello, I’m Dax! I use He/They pronouns and am transmasc. I mostly do art but I’m also into music! I currently live with my boyfriend and our very silly cat. Also I lean more into goth aesthetics IRL!

Here’s some more info about me and this blog!

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➥︎What is this blog?

This blog is an art/personal one! I’m trying to expand my reach as an artist so, I came back to Tumblr as a part of that. This is my main I guess in simple words.

It’s just gonna be my art or me promoting my Redbubble and such mostly on here but sometimes I’ll say thing a little bit.

➥︎What Am I Into?

A lot of things actually! I engage in activities a little.

A comprehensive list of things I do:

Draw (usually Sonic or my creation the Smumkleverse)

Video game (usually Persona or BlazBlue Cross Tag or Guilty Gear!)

Write (I’m currently working on a google doc of my personal Sonic OC lore)

Making Master docs on my interests

Watch silly things on the television

Want some specifics? Here you go 🫵😋

Games

Paradise Killer

Guilty Gear Strive

BlazBlue Cross Tag Battle

Persona

Minecraft

Halo

Madness Combat: Project Nexus

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure: All Star Battle R

Skullgirls

Cookie Run: Kingdom

My Singing Monsters

Castlevania

Cyberpunk

FNAF

Shows/Movies

Dorohedoro (completed)

Aggretsuko

JoJo’s Bizarre Adventure (caught up)

Chainsaw Man (caught up)

Trigun (completed) + Trigun: Stampede

One Piece

Smiling Friends (caught up)

Mob Psycho 100 (completed)

Madness Combat (caught up)

Castlevania

Dr. Stone (caught up)

Hunter x Hunter (caught up)

Like every Ghibli Movie I can find

Promare (completed)

Cyberpunk: Edgerunners (completed)

Beastars (caught up)

Music

All Persona soundtracks

Paradise Killer soundtrack

Tyler The Creator

The Vanished People

KoRn

Slipknot

Limp Bizkit

Kaya

DAMAG3

Austin and The Powers

Joywave

IDKHOW

Sleep Token

BABYMETAL

Jhariah

Muse

Joey Valence

The Guilty Gear Strive and Xrd soundtracks

+ more…

➥︎︎Fun Facts

I have a cat named Selene! She’s silly

I’m Italian/Puerto Rican!

I was once a Homestuck fan but now Andrew Hussie is my sworn enemy 😁

At one point I aspired to be a vet tech but now I’m more interested in music and being a Behavioral Technician for special needs children

I love building gundam model kits sm you don’t understand a demon possesses me as soon as one is in my hands and I don’t stop until it’s finished

My favorite YouTubers are Nexpo and every channel that uploads ocean documentaries

Mermaids and sea animals (sharks and the ping pong tree sponge) are my current special interests! I have a huge merfolk google doc I’m slowly working on

Spider-Punk is my fav Spider-Man

I’m a former competitive Smash player but I’m very slightly considering getting back into competitive fighting games due to my love for Skullgirls and Guilty Gear

I’m not super invested in most fandom spaces but I will draw just about anything and am technically a furry I suppose as I do have a fursona

I used to Cosplay! I plan to eventually revisit this when I have the means though

My persona I draw myself as is a creature named Smumkledorf and here he is:

➥︎Other Things I Like?

Alright this is mostly just so I can talk about Baja Blast but:

Drinks

Baja Blast…..

Kola Champagne

Sprite

Cucumber lime Gatorade /shame

Foods

Pasta (I am a stereotype I’m sorry)

My boyfriend’s dad’s cooking tbh

Taco Bell

Taquitos

Cherry tomatoes

➥︎Where Am I?

https://twitter.com/abracadaxbra

➥︎What Am I?

I am every single creature ever. This is my kinboard for reference:

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humm-bird · 1 year

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I posted 1,579 times in 2022

That's 1,570 more posts than 2021!

87 posts created (6%)

1,492 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@8ball-wizard

@skulkie

@warriorsofficial

@greywizard-reporter-jim

@gavamont

I tagged 288 of my posts in 2022

#wizardposting - 117 posts

#wizard council - 63 posts

#wizard - 60 posts

#wizard shit - 23 posts

#skeleton war - 17 posts

#not my art - 13 posts

#art - 11 posts

#my art - 11 posts

#my ocs - 8 posts

#my oc world - 8 posts

Longest Tag: 106 characters

#mel and shandzii and pada i love all your oc stuff thank you for getting me more invested in my own ocs :)

My Top Posts in 2022:

i hope your precious wizard council burns to the ground. fucking skelenerd sympathiser.

Who said I like the wizard council, I most certainly do not.

Who said I'm a skeleton sympathiser? I'm pissed at them for starting the war!

58 notes - Posted November 16, 2022

Okay so sea shanties are cool n all

but

we're nearing the space age

SPACE SHANTIES

if this is an actual thing please ruthlessly spam the reblogs of this with links.

65 notes - Posted October 23, 2022

Given the current controversy of the Hexfruit case, I would like to pledge my support towards Hexfruit and the local caster councils that are suppressed by the multiversal ones. While some regulations make sense, the ones on lichdom are downright unfair. As for spells like Greater Baja Blast, Supreme Baja Blast, and Ketamine Ape, my local wizard/artificer council has ruled that they are rather harmless compared to the kind of things we need to deal with on a regular basis. Trust me, a Ketamine Ape is pathetic once you've had to fight of your third thousand-foot tall godly monster this year. All in all, the wizard council should impose their rules on a dimension-by-dimension basis, not impose their rules where they have been specifically asked to fuck off, and ESPECIALLY not impose their rules in a place between multiverses that would not fall under their jurisdiction even under normal circumstances. I do respect how these councils want to ward against intermultiversal collapse, but this is too far. Seriously, if you bastards come back literally all of the gods will smite you. I'll hit your frail asses with my pickaxe-axe-welding torch-hammer-wrench-sword multitool. Feyosha is fine tho obv they're just keeping workplace safety. [To clarify, I am refering to both thewizardcouncil and wizardscouncil]

74 notes - Posted October 4, 2022

Hey guys what spells should I learn

I want to be a spellsmith (local slang for artificer) and I was wondering what spells I should learn to enchant the things I make.

76 notes - Posted September 28, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Hey so I'm gonna make a Wizard Tumblr Wizard Council animation

not sure what it's gonna entail but I'll figure it out.

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Get your Tumblr 2022 Year in Review →

#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

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boy-grandma · 1 month

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EARLY SPRING TACO SLOP, ETC.

we had a few unseasonably beautiful days this weekend, so we invited a few friends over and busted out the grill.

GRILL DAY HAUL

stella parks’s Ultra-Fresh Limeade

chef john’s beef birria, made into tacos

grilled asparagus, broccolini, and shishito peppers

grilled tteokbokki (prepared by our friend J)

simple ranch dressing (equal parts greek yogurt, sour cream, and mayonnaise, plus a little bit of dijon mustard, fresh dill, lemon juice, salt & pepper to taste) for dipping vegetables

pickled red onions

various Baja Blast Potions (more on that below)

…we also had a rack of ribs in our freezer that we wanted to get through, so i did some very simple prep (took off the silver skin, split in half, seasoned with salt, black pepper, and a little bit of liquid smoke) and cooked it sous vide (165 F for 12 hours), though we ended up with so much food that we sort of just forgot to grill it lol. we’ll probably just brown it under a broiler or something and have it for dinner soon

TACOS

(there are tons of videos on birria taco-craft; i like this one by kenji)

to prep the finished birria for tacos, we just removed the meat, shredded it off of any bones (discarding skin/gristle from the ribs), then passed the braising liquid through a fine strainer. we didn’t bother with skimming off any fat.

mise en place for taco time:

stack of store-bought corn tortillas. nothing fancy (they’re going to be smothered in Meat Juice anyway). we steamed them a bit just to get them pliable again, and kept them warm under a kitchen towel. microwaving them briefly works too

bowl of oaxaca cheese shredded ahead of time (something like mozzarella would work too)

shallow bowl with a portion of strained braising liquid

bowl of shredded beef

one or two cast iron pans, heated directly on the grill; we had one in a hotter zone and one in a cooler zone

cooking the tacos on the grill was simple — take two tortillas from the stack, dip them in the braising liquid, place them one on top of the other on the cast iron pan (in our case, we started in the hot zone); griddle one side until it’s browned in spots, flip both tortillas (keeping them stacked), then sprinkle generously with cheese over the whole surface and add a portion of beef. fold it over and keep griddling until the cheese has melted. we used the cooler pan as a hot hold so we could batch them out to our friends. serve with chopped onions and cilantro, or whatever you like on tacos — we did pickled red onions. if you want to get crazy with it then grab a bowl of the braising liquid and dip that shit right in. delicious taco slop

GET BAJA BLASTED, IDIOT

our local fred meyer store has been having some buck wild sales on the newly-liberated baja blast (3 cases for the price of one???) and while we aren’t big Dew Heads typically, we simply can’t resist the powerful meme magics of the Taco Bell Tonic. what i mean to say is that my partner bought a case a week ago mostly as a joke and now we’re unironically obsessed with the stuff. everyone we’ve had over this weekend was similarly psyched to get Baja Blasted. this windex-looking shit has 59 grams of caffeine per can and it’s here to baja blast your teeth right out of your head

Baja Blast Potions have been a running gag in our friend group ever since we ordered an irresponsible number of Cravings Boxes on new year’s eve and proceeded to try mixing our blue dew with whatever bottles of booze J and M had in their apartment. these were pretty much all terrible. but in this exciting new age of readily available Blue Meth In Cans, there are now endless opportunities for iteration and innovation — a shot of tequila and a pinch of salt? maybe some orange bitters? my partner and i bought orange bitters last week just to try this. we’re too far gone. it’s too late for us now

anyway our friend M ended up hitting on something… drinkable? i hesitate to say “good.” it was at least good enough that multiple people ended up wanting one. sort of a margarita for younger millennial dirtbags: equal parts decent white tequila and dry curaçao, as much Baja Blast as you can tolerate (M built his in a pint glass. lol), a dash of orange bitters. the resulting drink is less windex and more radioactive swamp green due to the addition of amber color from the curaçao. his partner J saw him building this drink and looked like she was going to scream. Blastarita: the perfect drink with which to torment your loved ones all summer long

#food

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rapifessor · 8 months

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Pokéchronology, Volume I: Yellow

Day 11

I made a good bit of progress today, and I'm starting to get a pretty good idea of what's ahead and what's left before I've completed my journey through Pokémon Yellow. There are only two gyms remaining, and my team is more or less finalized, unless I encounter a 'mon that I'd really like to use before it's time to challenge the Elite Four and the champion.

I may be able to finish up the game within the next week, if I'm able to get in enough play time. Which means that the start of Pokéchronology, Volume II isn't too far off. It feels like I've been playing Yellow for a long time, but the next game has much more content, so it'll probably feel like a mere moment in time in comparison.

Enter those who do not fear spoilers for Pokémon Yellow...

Seafoam Caverns

First things first, I need to make sure I'm stocked up. I buy 20 Ultra Balls in Fuchsia City, a bunch of Revives in case a Krabby gets a cheeky OHKO on one of my Pokémon, and a few Hyper Potions for later. Then I head to Celadon City to make use of the vending machines there. While annoying to acquire en masse, Lemonades are a very cost-efficient healing item that also don't go to waste like Hyper Potions do. They cost only 350 Pokédollars and heal 80 HP, which is a pretty big improvement over Super Potions. Half the price and 60% more healing. I get 20 of those and also 10 Fresh Waters, which don't heal as much but will come in handy when I want to heal but using a Lemonade would be a waste.

All set, I return to the Seafoam Islands, this time with Ominous in the team. There's a big puzzle in the caverns below that's simple in concept but somewhat complex in execution. You have to use Strength to move boulders from the upper levels to the lower levels so that eventually you can slow the water flow in the lowest level and use Surf to get to the exit. While here I catch a Dewgong which I name Baja Blast. But there's another attraction here, which is another of the legendary birds, Articuno.

Initially I challenged them with BIG RAT. That didn't end well. Thunderbolt did a decent amount of damage, but BIG RAT fell to a single Ice Beam. To be fair, Articuno has a wicked high Special stat, while BIG RAT doesn't, and Ice Beam has fucking 95 Base Power. It was clear that going for the most effective attack in this instance wasn't going to work out in my favor. So instead of going all-in on offense, I did so on defense. Out came Holy.

Articuno is much more manageable when you can tank their Ice Beam. Still, I had to use a few Lemonades to keep Holy in the fight while trying to lower Articuno's HP and Paralyze it with Body Slam. It didn't work out, because I had dealt too much damage before using Body Slam, so I had to reset.

I managed to get Articuno paralyzed early on the second attempt. They still managed to attack plenty of times, but with the Paralysis in effect and Articuno at critical health, I then had an opportunity to go for the catch. I miss several Ultra Balls in doing so, but one of them finally lands and catches the bird. Second legendary Pokémon acquired.

Cinnabar Island

I finally make it to Cinnabar, where there are a couple of things I do before challenging the gym. First, I switch Ominous to the front. They were looking pretty underleveled, so I wanted to give them a chance to level up before the gym, as they were naturally my strongest option against the Fire type gym.

Next, I finally get to regenerate the fossils I got earlier in the game. I get Omanyte who becomes Manyoats and Aerodactyl who I just call Aeros. That's all for the Cinnabar Lab, onto the Pokémon Mansion.

Pokémon Mansion

This is a pretty interesting dungeon. It's got another puzzle in it, this time it's utilizing switches throughout the mansion to open and close two sets of doors. When one opens, the other closes. There are some pretty good items in here, such as the TMs for Blizzard and Solar Beam, and lots of decently strong Pokémon. Well, sort of. Most of them are still capable of being knocked out in one attack by my team, but occasionally you run into a level 43 Raticate that knows Super Fang, and that hurts like a bitch. Tanks Double-Kick like a champ, too, so even Prinzessin can have a rough time against them. Really glad I bought all those Lemonades.

During my battles in the mansion, I caught a Growlithe that I simply named Doggo and a Raticate that I called Raticatcat. There are also a few trainer battles in here for some reason. I'm not complaining, as the Burglars really give up the cash when you beat them. Over 3,000 Pokédollars per battle. I was worried I'd be feeling that hole in my wallet from all the Ultra Balls and Revives I bought.

At the end of the dungeon is the Secret Key, which is needed to open the Cinnabar Gym. After grabbing that, I Escape Rope out and get ready to challenge Blaine.

Cinnabar Gym

So this gym is basically a True or False quiz where you can go straight to Blaine if you get all the questions right, and if you get one wrong you have to fight a trainer to proceed. I fought them all anyway just for the EXP, even though I only got one question wrong: the first one. It asks you whether or not Caterpie evolves into Butterfree, and I said no because it evolves into Metapod, silly. You're skipping the middle evolution there. Obviously they were referring to Caterpie's final evolution, which was a little unclear, but no matter.

Finally, Blaine. As you'd expect, his Pokémon are all Fire type, and I've been fattening up Ominous the whole time I've been in his gym, so I've got a level 40 Gyarados locked and loaded. None of his Pokémon outright fall to a single Bubble Beam, but that's fine since there's very little they can do to Ominous in return, even while I'm at a significant level disadvantage. His final Pokémon, Arcanine, is level 54, but I only needed to heal up Ominous a couple times to take out his... three Pokémon. One of the last three gyms and Blaine only has three Pokémon. Okay, this gym was actually free. Deadass. I literally soloed it with one Water type that wasn't even that high level or had that high of a Special stat.

Well, anyway, I've got the TM for Fire Blast now, and I'm one step closer to the Elite Four. I'm still worried about being underleveled, though, ever since my last battle with Gary. I've got decent counters to all of his Pokémon... that I've seen so far, at least. But I still remember how dangerous his Sandslash was. I imagine he'll have a full team during the final battle, and who know what he's going to have. For all I know his Cloyster who I've been preparing for a rematch against isn't even going to be there.

At this point I should be prepared for Sabrina's gym, at least. Psychic types are still pretty spooky, especially when they have to be fought back to back. But I have a plan. I'm thinking if I can beef up Mycoboss with a bunch of X Specials, I can tear Sabrina's team apart. All I have to do is survive the attacks of her first Pokémon long enough to max out Mycoboss' stats and then Leech Life my way to victory.

#rapifessor rambles #long post #pkmn #pokémon #pokeblogging #pokemon #pokechronology #pokechron #classic games #retro gaming #nerd shit

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clairethecutepup · 1 year

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Weekly Update: 5/15/23 - 5/20/23

Creative Works:

So, I realized there's a reason I have to perform my annoying task of "drawing things twice," when it comes to digital art's sketch outlines and finishing ones: so I can actually get a darn clue on how to actually make those final outlines! I mean, I had a hard time realizing how to draw Sarah and Jimmy's masks (position/etc.), or how to draw the terrified expressions of their victims, in that "Assassin AU" fan art idea that I mentioned. Key advice: when they say, "It's ideal to use a reference," they also mean, "Quit with the lazy shortcuts and draw EVERYTHING you need to make it look nice, ya idiot kid!"... Well, it's certainly been among the better ways of being humbled about your ACTUAL ability to rely on your brain more than your eyes.

Anyhow, I've finished Sarah's outlines, so that leaves Jimmy and the unfortunate henchmen, then comes coloring. Afterwards, comes the coloring (and lettering) of Getting Your Goat's first comic chapter image.

Personal Life:

Well, I tried alcohol for the first time in my life, and I was disappointed. That hard version of Baja Blast just did NOT taste good... Probably because Baja Blast generally stinks, whenever it's "zero sugar." I still wanna try Smirnoff's "red/white/blue" flavor, but I'm a little concerned by how it's a vodka instead of a beer, despite the case consisting of 6 bottles than being a single, larger one. After all, vodka contains a higher alcohol concentration and I don't want to sicken my body-- even if I plan on taking sips from a shot glass, like a little baby. I will admit, though, it did feel easier to sleep through the night, even with just a couple of quick sips; however, I highly recommend against using such beverages as a sleeping aid, since you can actually disrupt your sleep with enough and no one wants to work while hungover.

Luckily, my mom has made the mention of a brand named: "Seagram," so I'll be looking into that, too.

I'm also hoping to do something about the mental/emotional state I seem to get into, whenever I get reminded of lockdowns and the pandemic... Let's just say, being a Wal-Mart Self-Checkout Host during that time, with limit enforcements and all, makes it harder to focus on doing your creative work (not to say it was always pleasant beforehand...). If you have any tips for "memory management," per se, I'd love to hear it. I've already tried a therapist and psychiatrist, and medication, so alternative suggestions, please.

Misc:

Finally got to see the animated Mario Bros movie! Geez, you know there's too much focus on "political agendas" and all that, when Princess Peach maintaining her iconic blonde hair and blue eyes is quite the pleasant surprise for your parents... No, seriously, that's one reason why "professional critics" were unfairly chastising the film: a fair-skinned lady, with the "whitest" features imaginable, served as the beautiful princess and main female lead. Ignoring the fact that, y'know, that's Peach's iconic look in almost EVERY past Mario property... Besides, isn't "representation" better with an original character, instead of acting like non-white people aren't worth that creativity and just some sloppy, pandering "seconds"?

Okay, let's have that be as "political" as we go... It's certainly a film I recommend, if you enjoy the Mario franchise because fans are certainly whom this film concerns itself with the most!

#mario movie #personal updates #weekly updates #seeking advice #art progress #ed edd n eddy #trying new drinks

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the-firebird69 · 1 year

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St James City

Pine Island it's a large island 20 miles long and it is not in the shape of Israel which is shaped like a knife and it is probably a electric knife of Galactus that's a different story this object could be a ship and a blaster and it is his weapon and it is in a comic and it does show him using it and he does blast the living crap out of a column in Chicago which I don't think has happened yet and you think that they're myths which is fine and it would be very old if it was there but you people are not that old you're just very unruly. And is on an island named pine Island and you want us to pine a way and this fellow next door insists on our friend my husband being poor constantly to make him find a way because he's doctor of bastard doctor and master to date bastardization of the process ing landrigan and he's up there in Sun City center area I know he's north of there and it's at the mall now it's near it and the mall is means beacon and sitting there trying to send messages by threatening our son my husband's nuts and he's insane that guy's a loser you start beating the s*** out of him he didn't care and he's getting reduced almost nothing and he doesn't care and one reason is he can't tell because he's not very bright so I'm asking the lawyer of ours his father and mother and my father and mother but his paternal grandfather and mother grandmother to follow suit immediately and supreme Court and they say they have and they told them the same thing we can't get it to him either and they're going to refer to a federal court tomorrow and he's a VIP so they wanted to do something. And he's also asking if I told and got his wife to request that we place cases in China and in Brighton and parts of Europe grease where John Riva Lord was abusing my husband and sue him there in their court system and he's going to do that tomorrow some of it tonight like Greece and France Germany Britain and more importantly hassles and Brussels in Belgium both of them and the people that hated and this will highlight how many there are and that they have a problem and from there he went to other countries and he wants to go in the order that on my husband did and so he appreciates it and Canada was first and he will do that and Cranston Rhode Island he wants to do it there again and right now he says it's in Superior Court in Massachusetts and Daniel will help and the others there in the office want to we really appreciate it and his son too and really he should be scapegoating because he does like 80% of the stuff and the rest of motivates others to do it pays them but money doesn't work too good these days. And he likes the idea and vital and from here out there and got us wife is his loves it she's very happy about it and we are too and they're going to fix the verbiage so it's going to start tomorrow and it's going to go to Europe but it'll go to Canada first and it will go to Europe and then it will go to Asia then into Mexico and he loves it that's the best part is Baja Tijuana and Sausalito and there's one more time that he was in often and he can't recall right now but it was a good time it's near Sausalito San Paulo and no but calexico yes and he was out there and he was near there about 50 miles away but there's a crossing there they kept having to go there and there's areas out there but really it's about foreign countries and raising other lawsuits and other states to the Superior Court I'm going to do that it says we need a huge team and it's going to raise it.

We are The challenge come from John renalord regarding what this could be and if it's his and all this crap and he said that Max will be Saint James and that's his name

Hera Zues

You don't want you to pining away anymore and he's threatening for it and he's trying for tons of other stuff you didn't get anything he's getting his ass handed to him and he won't stop doing it and his little b**** and little baby and needs to die and we're going to take him down and really you should go back to jail cuz you're him admit it one more time stupid we're going after you for that too you just this massive criminal and do criminal stuff cuz you're a dick

Mac

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suiine · 2 years

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I don't think I've seen any hannigram fics with ye ol' trope where the characters are handcuffed together....so:

AU where Will and Hannibal accidentally get handcuffed to each other

maybe in season 1, Will and hannibal are working on a case, and they find the perp. hanni watching Will fight the guy, acting scared but actually enjoying seeing Will go feral. but Will is encephalitic and lives on nothing but coffee, so he is losing...so hannibal joins the fight. hanni manages to restrain the perp, and Will whips out his handcuffs. but the perp struggles out of hannibal's hold, and in the kerfuffle Will handcuffs...himself and hanni together, and the perp fucks off with the key.

Team Science and Abigail going lmao while Will is blushy and Hanni is happy duckling

having to learn to dress, live, be together. it's surprisingly easy and natural...

cooking together. will admiring the way those talented hands look in handcuffs 👀

admiring many things as they shower together 👀

Will, hater of clothing, and Hanni, tit exhibitionist: "it's too complicated getting dressed. let us be nude"

hanni rolling over in bed, and Will getting pulled on top of him like a sweaty blanket. both pretending to be asleep so they can keep cuddling.

a sleepy bleary Hanni getting dragged along on Will's sleepwalks

a veritable conga line with 7 dogs dragging Will around who's dragging Hannibal who's dragging Abigail and the ravenstag clopping behind

"<- let's have gourmet haute cuisine" "let's have doritos and baja blast ->" *yank*

Will teaching his classes on the Chesapeake Ripper with the Chesapeake Ripper attached prettily to him

will messing with his students: "professor Graham, who's that you're cuffed to? is he single" "he is a psychoanalyst of the criminally insane" "p-prof. graham...are you that unstable?" "you'll 😃 find out 😃 at exam week😃"

"Scandal!" hannibal messing with the society elite: "dr. lecter who is that you're handcuffed to?" "this is an agent of the FBI" "😱 dr. lecter you committed federal crimes?" "😉"

hanni happy he gets to smell Will all the time. hanni dying after constant close proximity to Will's aftershave

the dogs now so used to Will and Hanni together they consider them 1 person

Tobias, Franklin, Chilton, Will's students, all of Baltimore flirting with Hannibal like Will's not right there glaring death. will rattling their cuffed hands in the suitors faces, "see this? it means he's Mine"

coincidentally there's been no more Ripper murders ever since they got cuffed? hrm

round 2 when they eventually catch the perp, and they have no choice to work together as murder husbands. and off course they decide to continue sharing their lives (and other new hobbies ) after they're uncuffed

#hannibal #hannigram #fic ideas #if there are fics like this please let me know #if you want to write this please do!

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charlies-gillespie · 3 years

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reminence | charlie gillespie

paring: fem!reader x charlie gillespie

summary: reader stays the night in a hotel but there are no rooms. her ex, Charlie, overheard her talking and offers reader to spend the night in his room

length: mediumish

rating: PG

warnings: none

!! NOT MY GIF !!

MASTERLIST

You get out of the Uber you took to get here from LAX. You thank the driver and get your suitcase out of the trunk of his car. You drag your suitcase and dufflebag into the hotel that you plan in staying at tonight. It’s about five and the lobby is kind of packed. The parking lot was pretty full. You get in line at the desk behind a couple and their child.

The desk receptionist hands the couple a key and they walk off. You approach the desk with a smile and say, “Hi, my name is Y/N L/N and I booked a room here for one night.” The desk receptionist nods and types on the computer.

She makes a face and says, “I’m sorry, Miss L/N but that was our last room available.”

Confused, you say, “I called three days ago and made a reservation for a room.”

“I am all out of rooms tonight, I apologize,” she says. “If you’d like to stay and wait in case someone checks out then you can. I thought we had more than one room available for tonight.”

With a sigh, you open your mouth to say something until you hear someone go “Y/N?” behind you. You turn your head to see Charlie Gillespie standing behind you. You blink at him. You haven’t seen him since he broke up with you almost two years ago after a three year relationship. His hair has gotten longer and he’s gotten ... cuter.

You say, “Charlie, wow. It’s been a long time.”

Charlie approaches you and asks, “Are you staying here tonight?”

“I was going to but they just gave away the last room when I called three days ago reserving a room,” you say. “Why are you staying here?”

He says, “I flew in from Canada yesterday and have been staying here until my friend gets back from Canada so I can stay at his place. Wait, did you say that they don’t have anymore rooms?” You nod. “You can stay with me tonight. I have a second bed in my room that you can use.”

With a smile forming on your lips, you say, “Thank you, Charlie.” The desk receptionist hands you a key to Charlie’s room and the two of you take the elevator up to the fourth floor.

When you’re on the elevator, you take a second to look at the man next to you. His hair was much shorter than it is now. He’s wearing a blue and white button-up shirt that’s a little big on him and the top three or four buttons are undone, revealing his chest. He wears khaki shorts and converse sneakers.

The elevator dings and you get off with Charlie, who leads you down the hallway to his hotel room. He uses his key to let you both in and he lets you walk in first. You look around the room. The bed he probably slept in last night is a mess and isn’t made. There’s a shirt thrown over a chair at the little circular table. A coffee mug sits on the table between the beds.

“It’s a little messy but I wasn’t expecting company,” Charlie says, closing the door behind you. “Sorry.”

You smile and say, “It’s okay. It’s not like you need to impress me or anything.”

Charlie chuckles a bit and says, “I can run and grab us some food while you unpack. I know you probably had a long flight and probably need real food.”

“Yes, please,” you say. “Are there any McDonald’s around here? Or Taco Bell?”

He grabs his wallet and asks, “Your usual from either?” You nod in response. “I’ll be back in about fifteen minutes then.” Charlie leaves the room and you sit on the neatly made bed.

Sometimes you don’t remember why your relationship with Charlie ended. He’s a sweetheart, even after not seeing you for two years.

Your mind wanders while you unpack some of your clothes, putting them in an unused drawer. You check the minifridge to see what Charlie has. He just has a few cans of soda and a few water bottles. You sigh and sit back down on your bed.

Charlie walks in moments later with a Taco Bell bag and two drinks. He sets everything down on the little table and says, “Three soft shell tacos, Nacho Fries, and a Baja Blast. After all this time, I still know your regular at Taco Bell.”

With a laugh, you get up and say, “It’s not that hard to remember three soft shell tacos, Nacho Fries, and a Baja Blast. But thank you, Charlie.”

He smiles as you take your food, your drink, and a few napkins before sitting with your legs cross on your bed.

“What do the channels look like here? Any good ones?” you ask, opening one of your tacos.

Charlie shrugs and says, “There’s HBO we can watch. I know know what movie is on right now. Let’s check though.” He plops down on his bed with his Crunchwrap Supreme and his own Baja Blast. He grabs the remote and scrolls to HBO. He puts the channel on and you recognize the movie as Five Feet Apart. You look at Charlie and he switches to a static filled channel. “Not that one.”

Five Feet Apart was the movie you and Charlie watched the day before your relationship with him ended. You saw it in the movie theater a few weeks after it came out. You haven’t been able to watch it since.

Quickly, Charlie scrolls through the guide and puts on Friends. “This is a good compromise,” you tell him. “We both love Friends.”

“It’s one of the greatest shows ever,” Charlie says enthusiastically.

You laugh and say, “You made me watch this show so many times when we were together. The theme song always got stuck in my head after we watched it.”

Charlie swallows the bite of his Crunchwrap that he took before he asks, “Do you know how much Grey’s Anatomy you made me watch?” You laugh. “We’re even, Y/N.”

After swallowing a bite of your taco, you say, “You made me watch un ungodly amount of Friends, Charlie. It was everyday. I only made you watch Grey’s on Thursdays when it aired.”

He chuckles and says, “Okay, you got me there. You made me watch a lot of TikToks though, Miss L/N. You spent hours showing me videos.”

“You were laughing so I didn’t stop!” you say, jumping to your defense. “Remember that one time we tried making a TikTok by dancing to Obsessed by Mariah Carrey. It took us hours because you couldn’t learn the moves.”

Your ex laughs and says, “I did learn the moves eventually though. I still remember them.”

You finish your taco and says, “I wanna see this. Show me.”

Charlie smiles and gets off the bed. He stands in front of you and starts to do the Obsessed dance from TikTok. You laugh as you watch how badly he does the dance.

“For a musician, you have no rhythm,” you tease.

He sits back down on his bed with a sigh as he says, “For a small person, you eat a lot. I don’t know where it goes.”

With a laugh, you say, “I have no idea where it all goes either.”

It feels nice to laugh and talk with Charlie. Neither of you have spoken to each other since you broke up in late 2019. Just seeing him again has made you really happy. You didn’t think you’d see him again. He’s still his crazy self that he was years ago.

Both of you finish and you sit back against the headboard of your bed with a pillow behind you. You’re watching and laughing with Friends even though you’ve seen this episode a thousand times.

Charlie sudden asks, “Do you remember why we broke up?”

You look over at Charlie, who’s laying in the same position that you are, and say, “We just grew apart after high school. You moved down here part time after you graduated and I still had a few months left.” Charlie graduated early, you still had six months left. You were 17 when you and Charlie started dating at the beginning of your senior year of high school. He had just turned 17 right before the school year started. You were 20 when the relationship ended and Charlie was just about to turn 21. It wasn’t quite three years when you broke up but it was close.

He says, “I tried to make it work with us, Y/N. You know that right? Between living down here and acting, I did try.”

“I know you did,” you tell him, sitting up and looking at him. “It just got tough for both of us. We ended things on good terms.”

Charlie nods and says, “We did.”

You blink and ask, “What have you been doing since we broke up? Focusing on music, I hope.”

With a little laugh, he says, “I was on Netflix.”

Almost surprised, you say, “I didn’t know you were on Netflix, Charlie! That’s incredible. Was it a show or movie?”

“A show,” he says. “It’s called Julie and the Phantoms. We’re still waiting to be picked up for a second season but we trending in the top ten for a little bit on there after the show dropped in September last year.” Charlie tells you all about his time on set. He tells you about the show too, and you’re happy to hear that he was able to do two of the things he loves to do while being on the show.

You smile and ask, “Can I hear a song from the show? I know you have a guitar somewhere in this room. You never go anywhere without one.”

Charlie laughs and says, “You’re right.” He gets up and opens the closet door, pulling out a guitar he has stashed away in there. You laugh and shake your head. You know him too well sometimes.

He sits at the end of your bed and you cross your legs, looking at him. He pulls the guitar out of it’s case and he grabs a pick. He tunes the guitar before he looks at you.

“The song I’m about to play is song I wrote with my co-star, Madi,” he says. “It’s called Perfect Harmony. I may or may not have been kind of thinking of you when coming up with the lyrics.”

You smile and say, “Awe, I didn’t know you were such a romantic, Charlie.”

A laugh leaves Charlie’s lips as he begins to play the chords.

Step into my world Bittersweet love story about a girl Shook me to the core Voice like an angel, I've never heard before

As he plays, you sway to the music. You smile, having always enjoyed hearing his voice and watching him play guitar. He’d spend hours practicing or writing songs and you’d sit outside whatever room he was in or sit beside him while he sang and played.

Charlie looks at you occasionally as he plays, almost like he’s singing to you.

You set me free You and me together is more than chemistry Love me as I am I'll hold your music here inside my hands

You watch him intently, the smile never leaving your face as he plays. Hearing his voice again makes you so happy.

I feel your rhythm in my heart, yeah-yeah You are my brightest, burning star, woah-woah I never knew a love so real (So real) We're heaven on earth, melody and words

As he finishes up the song, you stop swaying and you look at him. Charlie finishes and he looks at you. He laughs a bit and says, “And that’s Perfect Harmony.”

“It’s beautiful,” you tell him. “And I’m not just saying that because you kind of wrote the song while thinking about me. I think it’s really good, Charlie. You’re so talented.”

Charlie’s face gets a little flustered and he says, “I’m just decent at guitar and decent at singing.”

You say, “You wouldn’t have landed a huge Netflix role if you weren’t crazy talented, Charlie. You know that right?”

He packs up his guitar and says, “You don’t have to lie to me like we’re still dating, Y/N.” Charlie gets up and puts his guitar back in the closet he took it about from. You get up and walk over to him.

When he turns around, he jumps a bit, startled that you were right there. You stare up at him and say, “I’m telling you right now that you are insanely talented. I’m face to face with you now so you can’t tell me that I’m lying.”

After a moment of staring up into Charlie’s eyes, he takes a step toward you. Your heart begins to race in your chest and you take a deep breath. You feel his fingers touch your hand and butterflies erupt in your belly. His callused fingers intertwine with yours and you gasp.

“Can I kiss you?” Charlie suddenly asks.

You nod slowly, tilting your head up. It’s been so long since Charlie’s kissed you, and you always loved his kisses. Whenever you were upset, he’d kiss your forehead or your cheek or your neck and you’d feel better almost immediately.

Charlie’s free hand comes up to your face, cupping your cheek. He leans down and ghosts his lips over yours hesitantly. You lean your head up as Charlie becomes more sure and crashes his lips to yours. You gasp softly before kissing him back. The kiss is slow and soft as you both take in the moment.

In the two years apart, you’ve never lost feelings for Charlie. You tried to date but it never worked out because you never were able to get over the only man you ever really loved. Being able to hold his hand and kiss him again feels heavenly.

Both of you stand like this for a few moments before you pull back, looking up at Charlie. He looks down at you and asks, “How long will you be in Los Angeles?”

You say, “I’m moving into my new apartment tomorrow. I just flew in a day early.”

He smiles and asks, “So you’re here permanently?”

“I’m here permanently,” you say, smiling. “So if you’re willing to try the relationship thing again then-”

Charlie cuts you off with another kiss, this one rougher than the last. You laugh as Charlie pulls back, saying, “Are you kidding? I’d love to try the relationship thing again. The only reason I’m staying with my friend is because I’m looking for a new apartment too.”

With a huge smile on both your faces, you wrap your arms around Charlie’s neck. You hug him tight and say, “Looks like we ended up finding our way back to each other.”

“Thank God,” Charlie says against your ear. You laugh.

You spend the night wrapped around Charlie in some way until you begin to fall asleep.

As you doze off to sleep, you hear Charlie begin to sing softly.

The truth is finally breaking through Two worlds collide when I'm with you Our voices rise and soar so high We come to life when we're In perfect harmony

A smile forms on your face as you snuggle against Charlie’s side, falling asleep in his arms.

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