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personwhowrites · 2 years

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Thanksgiving in the Task Force 141 Home. { Plus others}

{Includes Alejandro, Graves, Laswell, Rodolfo, Soap, Ghost, Price, Gaz}

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Price: We will have a good thanksgiving you fucks.. I will not allow you all to fuck it up again.

Y/N: Technically that was Soap fault..last year

Soap: Not my fucking fault! I didn’t know you were not supposed to actually stuff the turkey with actually stuffing!

Y/n: How the fuck is leaves a stuffing?!

Price:

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Gaz: Ghost you thankful for anything?

Ghost: My best friend..

Gaz: aww..who is it?

Ghost: The darkness

Gaz:

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Laswell: ..Price.. why the fuck.. is there a.. god damn.. Duck in the turkey.. and a chicken in the Duck..

Price: Jesus fuck! Soap!

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Price: As we all know about the wishbone, I would like to be the one breaking it.

Gaz: Yeah.. fuck that. *takes nerf gun out* it’s mine.

Soap: Oh buddy.. you mean mine. *loads a nerf gun shot gun*

Y/n: ..This is pathetic isn’t Laswell?

Laswell: *Loads a nerf gun*

Y/n:

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Price: Y/n will you stop eating the cranberry jelly?!

Y/n: why it’s good!

Price: The others want some too! Don’t you?

Soap: Oh uh.. oh.. no not the cranberry..no.. it’s all gone!

Gaz: Man..that sucks I was uh totally looking up for it!

Y/n: I’m sure they do..

Price:

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Alejandro: Hope you folks don’t mind I brought Rodolfo with me.

Price: That is no pr— *Loud crash in the background* Excuse me. IF YOU FUCKING SHITS DONT BEHAVE I WONT LET CHRISTMAS FUCKING HAPPEN!

Rodolfo: *terrified* Alejandro.. quiero irme a mi casa.. ( I want to go to my home..)

Alejandro: You will get use to it.

Rodolfo:

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Ghost: Didn’t we kill you?

Graves: Shh..

Soap: Don’t worry I got this.

Alejandro: *shoots Graves multiple times in the head*

Rodolfo: señor yo pienso que ya lo mató.. ( Sir, I think you already kill him.)

Alejandro: *Keeps shooting*

Ghost and Soap:

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Price: Now, everyone before we eat.. let’s say something we are thankful for. Soap start us off, and don’t make me fucking regret it.

Soap: *stands up from his chair.* I am thankful for..soccer.

Price:

Laswell: *Bursts out laughing*

Y/n: Price Dad No!

Ghost and Soap:

Alejandro: ..See you will get use to it..

Rodolfo:

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Y/N: *sitting down on the couch scrolling through Tumbler*

Laswell: Kids these days.. Always on their damn phones.

Price: I know right! None of them appreciate things anymore.

Y/n: *looks up* Laswell I didn’t know your wife name was ****** laswell and Price those sandals you order are hella ugly.

Laswell and Price:

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Ghost: Why are we outside?

Soap: I wanted to you guys the fireworks!

Gaz: I think you got your holidays mix up Soap..

Soap: ..What?

Ghost: Jesus fuck.. Johnny there is no fireworks in thanksgiving.

Soap:

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Price: Why.. is Gaz hanging Christmas lights already?

Soap: Something to with a bright house..

Price: Shit! *runs outside* Gaz! Do not plug that shit in!

Gaz: *looks at Price dead in the eyes and plugs the lights in*

Price: Fucking hel— *Whole house power goes away* God damn it Gaz!!

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A/N: I don’t celebrate thanksgiving so this the best I could think off of thanksgiving! I hope you all have a good one <3 Eba

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hrodvitnon · 2 years

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While Emma’s too inconsequential (TAKE THAT!) to warrant a proper reaction, such a thing would be a must-have in the Go alternate storyline. I’m imagining weeks after Godzilla has been killed (or at least blasted back into hibernation, again) thanks to an ingenious strategy Go cooked up on the fly, Go and Shi incidentally spot Emma while they’re razing a city as humanity flees the increasingly larger superstorm Ghidorah is generating. Now, Maddie knows Emma is directly to blame for a lot of things, including their current predicament. Shi likely also knows from glimpsing Go’s memories and putting two and two together.

So now Ghidorah singles out Emma specifically, killing whatever escorts she may have to corner her. The Fourth and Fifth heads taking the stage to growl in front of her. And her radio crackles to life with a voice she loves - loved - but is now brimming with a playful sadism she’d never heard from her daughter’s mouth, “Hey there, mom…”

With Godzilla defeated at best or dead at worst (and Mothra may follow him soon after), Shi has been rapidly and systematically broken; every shred of hope lost. While Go leers down at Emma's tiny frame with bloodthirsty glee, Shi just stares down at her with something between apathy and malice.

"Aww, what's the matter?" Go giggles. "You don't look too happy to see me... don't you like my new look? You can thank this sorry bitch for that – come on, Shi. Be nice and say hello."

Shi's eyes just narrow.

"Hmph! Killjoy. But I've been hoping to see you again, mom... we REALLY couldn't have done all this without you. What do you say to a little... reward, as a traitor to her own kind deserves? You'd know a little about that, wouldn't you, Aunt Viv?"

"This one is Shi," the Fourth Head snarls, swallowing up any shock Emma might have.

Go wiggles her horns and spurs thoughtfully, rattling off a list of ways they could kill one single human. "Disintegration? Crushing underfoot? Impaled on a claw? Ooh, or we pick her up and drop her from a thousand feet! So many possibilities! Put your thinking cap on already and give me ideas, Shi! We don't have all eternity! ...actually, we do. Little Ghidorah humor."

Emma scrambles for an escape but Shi cuts her off, slamming her head down to act as a blockade. One of Shi's hazel eyes glares down at Emma with contempt. To think, she once considered this... creature a friend. Suddenly Shi's brows lift up with a wicked little idea, and those draconic lips curl back to show her teeth.

"Make a wish."

Emma's shrieking for mercy while Shi tenderly, gently takes one half of her body, leaving the other for Go to bite down, leaving the woman who orchestrated the end of all things to be unceremoniously torn in bloody halves like a wishbone on Thanksgiving...

#tardisspacemug #shi au

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sinfulcutters · 2 years

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wholesome90stv · 4 years

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#quarantine mood #man's two best friends #wishbone #jack russell terrier #aww #dogs #cute #love #<3 #if this ain't a mood #what's the story wishbone

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thehumorbot · 2 years

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The Jack Russell sub loved this picture so I’m posting here. Wishbone James, my rescue JRT! (OC) via /r/aww https://ift.tt/pUZjo7M

#cute #animal #adorable #funny #wholesome #puppy #kitten #kitty #dog #cat #animals #reddit

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keelywolfe · 3 years

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FIC: Snowdrifts ch.5 (spicyhoney)

Summary: Sorry so quiet, it's been a rough week. Not as rough as Edge's first day into parenthood, he's ready for some time off...isn't he?

Tags: Spicyhoney, Violence, Rescued Child, Medical Experimentation, Babybones, First Time Parenthood, Idiots to Lovers

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Read it here!

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For a first day, all Edge had to say about it was that it could have gone worse.

He’d spent most of his day with Snow bound to him like squirmy little wormy, but there was no arguing that it worked. With a bit of experimenting, he found that he could have her facing outward while still being tied securely against him. She’d like that quite a bit and the only downside was having her tiny hands trying to assist in any of his tasks at hand. He could only hope Blue didn’t notice that the towels in the bathroom cupboard were folded somewhat…uniquely.

Not that there was any time for that when Blue came home from sentry duty. He’d barely taken off his boots and jacket before swarming over to steal Snow away. Edge wasn’t even entirely sure how Blue slipped her so neatly out of her sling, unless Stretch wasn’t the only family member who could bends the laws of physics.

“Aww, there’s a little wishbone!” Blue cooed. He swung her around as if he were about to make that nickname a truth. Edge only bit his tongue and said nothing. Snow was by no means hurt and Blue was already settling her on his hip as he bounced her gently.

Snow was somewhat doubtful over her new mode of conveyance. She looked at Edge, who tried to smile encouragingly. He was afraid that it was not one of his best efforts, but then, she was a baby, perhaps she didn’t yet know the difference between a smile and a grimace.

“I bet you’ve been cooped up all day, Edge,” Blue said happily, “Why don’t you go out and get some fresh air and I’ll look after our little Snow Monster?”

A little fresh air did sound nice. He was more accustomed to spending most his day outdoors, walking his traplines, not trapped behind four walls.

Still, Edge hesitated. “Well. I suppose I could go out for an hour.”

“That’s the spirit!” Blue said. He plopped down on the sofa, Snow in his lap. “Go out, meet some people! I, Master Babysitter Sans, will watch Snow for you!”

Well, meeting people was out of the question, Edge wasn’t about to enroll in a popularity contest on his first day, but there was at least one thing he wanted to do. “There are some bottles pre-made in the refrigerator. She likes it if you hold her outward so she can see. If she—"

“Edge,” Blue interrupted with gentle patience. “I’ve got this.”

“All right,” Edge still didn’t move. It was only when Snow began to tentatively explore Blue’s face with her little hands that he retrieved his boots. By the time he had them buckled, Snow was trying with some enthusiasm to poke her little fists into Blue’s wide eye sockets, something he was laughingly avoiding. It was ridiculous to linger any longer and Edge only took a last chance to say before he went out the front door, “I’ll be back soon.”

The moment the door closed behind him, he could hear a muffled wail coming right through it. He hunched down and struggled against the urge to go right back inside.

Stretch and his brother were right, he shouldn’t be the only one to care for her. Blue would simply have to learn the same way he was, the hard way. He wouldn’t be gone long, and she was perfectly safe, warm and dry, well-fed and well-cuddled.

So, despite his soul threatening to crack right in half listening to those bereft wails, Edge forced himself to turn away, boots crunching in the snow as he walked out of earshot.

It took him a moment to orient himself to the backwards layout of Underswap, but once he did, Edge headed off in the direction of the librarby. Despite his brother’s scoffing, a book on childrearing would surely turn out to be useful. Red certainly hadn’t been bitching about the worthlessness of booklearning when Edge found one full of recipes back in Underfell and began using it instead of relying on Undyne’s vigorous but dubious technique.

Once he was there, though, he stood in wonderment, briefly forgetting what brought him here in the first place. In Underfell, there was a librarby, well, a lib-arby, one of the ‘r’ had been stolen years ago, and why couldn’t those fools have taken the extra ‘b’ instead?. What few books were in it tended to have pages torn loose and trying to glean any information from them was something like scooping up water with a sieve. Most of the books Edge had—

(had, books he’d had, those treasured few books lost to him and never mind that he could recite them all by heart, they were forever gone, probably destroyed)

--were scavenged from the dump, days spent carefully drying them out. Perhaps if Red saw this librarby he’d be less doubtful of its usefulness because its shelves were burgeoning with volumes, every shelf filled and more stacked on the tables and front desk, so many books, and he itched to get his claws on every one of them, some underused literacy fragment of his soul woke and cried out for something to read.

Edge quashed it ruthlessly. He was here for books on childcare, not any of the ridiculous (wonderful) science fiction stories he’d sometimes found.

There were other Monsters sitting in twos and threes around the room, but aside from a curious glance or two, none seemed concerned about his presence. Edge lifted his chin and walked to the shelves as if he belonged here and began to peruse the selection. A little searching found him not one, but two books, one for new parents and another for the toddler years. He took them both, better to be prepared, and as he turned from the shelf, another book caught his eye.

A slender book titled ‘Pattycake with Pokey Puppy’. Obviously a child’s book and looking at the brightly painted cover suffused him with a sudden wave of nostalgia, a memory of curling up with his brother beneath a threadbare blanket in one of the back-alleys in New Home. The aching cold and constant gnawing hunger faded as he listened to Red softly read to him about Fluffy Bunny from a tattered old book, the front cover torn and filthy but so much like the one on the shelf.

Snow was entirely too young to appreciate being read a story. He already had two books, an entire townful of people needed to use this librarby, and it was a town he didn’t even truly belong in. He shouldn’t be greedy, he shouldn’t, and guilt was tight in his throat as he snatched that book up and added it to the other two, carrying all of them up to the front desk.

If the Bird working at the counter was appalled at his selfishness, they gave no sign of it. By all rights, they should have been looking at him in fear and given him the books in the hopes he would leave quickly. Edge knew very well the reactions that his appearance could cause, cultivated it in Underfell, and never let the way other Monsters cringed away bother him. If they were afraid of him, they would obey him, and their lives were more important than any petty wish to be admired.

Dressed as he was in one of Stretch’s rumpled sweatshirts, complete with formula stains and crushed up bits of cereal ground into the front, it seemed his threat level had decreased all the way down to acceptable Underswap levels. The Bird only smiled and stamped his books before handing them back over. He supposed the books themselves were also partly to blame for her lack of concern over having him in their quiet little librarby. Anyone checking out ‘Toddler Years: Surviving with your Sanity’ and ‘The Big Book About Little Monsters’ probably wasn’t going to go into a dust-crazed frenzy.

Books in hand, Edge started back to the Swap brothers’ house and he only took two steps in the wrong direction before he sighed and turned around. He’d get the hang of this Snowdin soon enough, at least no one was around to see him stop in his tracks and head back the other way—

“Sir!”

Edge paused warily, turning in the direction of that voice even as he struggled not to ready an attack, just in case. It was easier to dismiss the urge when he saw a young Bun dressed in bright purple stripes running towards him, carrying a large paper sack.

“Sir!” she panted as she skidded to a stop, kicking up slush and snow. “You’re Papyrus’s friend, aren’t you?”

It took him a moment to realize she was speaking of Stretch. “Yes?” he agreed cautiously. If this were about some sort of debt or prank—

The child only beamed happily and thrust the bag towards him. “My mama found some more baby stuff for you! Said for you to take whatever you need and give back anything you don’t!”

“I…” Edge reached out automatically before he caught himself, hesitating. “I’m afraid I don’t have any G.”

His confusion transferred to the child, “G? Oh, no, mama doesn’t want G! Our baby is walking and talking now, he don’t need it anymore!”

She thrust the bag into his arms and Edge took it, briefly too overwhelmed to speak. The people of this Snowdin had already been so generous, for them to offer even more was bewildering him past the point of gratitude. It reminded him of Blue who’d so often pressed them to take leftovers after dinner, bullying and cajoling until Edge found himself in his own universe with a bag in hand, so similar to the bag he held now. He didn’t understand it then and didn’t now, didn’t even know how to explain to them that it wasn’t supposed to be this way, not in his experience, not in his world.

But this wasn’t his world, was it.

The child was still standing in front of him, her hands clasped behind her back as she bounced on her toes. “Can I come see the baby sometime?” she asked hopefully. “Papyrus said she’s really cute!”

“She is.” Edge managed, trying to recover enough from his confusion to at least keep from acting like an ungrateful fool. He pulled out his phone and held it out for the child to see the background picture of Snow and her attempts to eat noodles. Even with the cracked screen, she was obviously as adorable as advertised and from the way the child cooed happily, she very much agreed.

“Aww, she’s so cute! I can’t wait to meet her!” A faint voice cut through the stillness, a name being called from one of the nearby homes, and the child looked in that direction briefly before turning back to Edge. “You should ask Papyrus to fix your phone, he’s real good at that stuff. I gotta go. Bye!”

He kept a close watch on the child to make sure she made it back to her home all right before turning back to his own path, bag in one hand and books in the other. Their house was soon in sight and Edge was half-afraid he’d still hear wails coming through the door.

But there was only the silently twinkling Gyftmas lights and Edge stifled his near-disappointment and headed inside.

Blue and Snow were on the sofa where she was currently squealing happily as she bounced on Blue’s knee and truly, Edge should be above his brief surge of triumph when he noted that Blue seemed more than a trifle weary. There was an empty bowl and a mostly empty bottle on the side table, proof that Snow’s appetite hadn’t diminished in the slightest. Blue’s scarf had a damp spot on it as if an infant chose to use it as their next gnawing target, and there was a smeary handprint right on his cheekbone that looked suspiciously like smashed peas, the green trail of it leading downward and freckled across the front of his shirt.

The baby looked over as he walked inside, and the moment she caught sight of Edge, her chortling glee faded. In an instant, her sparkling eye lights switched to a waterfall of tears and she began to squall, holding out both little arms to him.

Edge hastily deposited the bag and books on the coffee table and took her, cuddling her close until those tears faded again into happy giggles.

Blue only sagged back on the sofa, slinging an arm over his eye sockets as he groaned out, “How can someone so small be so tiring? You were only gone an hour and I’ve gone from magnificent to mediocre!”

“I’ve been wondering that myself,” Edge admitted. He snagged his scarf with his free hand, readying Snow to return to her beloved binding. He noted Blue watching intently with approval. Not that he ever thought Blue wouldn’t take his duties seriously, but it was good to have it confirmed.

“Well! I need to get off to Alphys’s,” Blues struggled to his feet, chuckling as he shook his head. “I never expected to see the day I’d consider training to be the less exhausting option. Papy should be home soon.”

“I have her, go,” Edge said, “but…you may want to wash your face first.”

One gloved hand flew up to Blue’s cheekbone. Pity it was the wrong one, “What? Why?”

“Better that you just go wash.”

Blue dashed for the stairs and Edge sat down in his place on the sofa, adjusting the sling so that Snow was comfortable against him. He reached for the first book, hesitating over the one on caring for an infant. His hand detoured instead to ‘Pattycake with Pokey Puppy’, flipping to the first page as Snow, already sucking on her fingers, looked up at him with large eye lights.

“I’m going to read you a story, little one,” Edge told her, “I think you’ll like it. I hope you will.” He began to read, “One little puppy, sitting by a fence—”

He was quite sure Snow couldn’t really understand him, but she still seemed to listen contentedly as he read. She snuggled deeper into his scarf and his arms, and didn’t react at all when Blue’s voice carried downstairs in a wail, “How did she even get it all the way in there…?”

Edge didn’t ask. He only kept reading to Snow about the adventures in patty cake for a poky puppy and his friends. He hoped she didn’t fall asleep too quickly. He wanted to see how it ended.

tbc

#spicyhoney #papcest #keelywolfe #underfell #underswap #underfell papyrus #underswap papyrus #drifters

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bibatbrat · 3 years

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Vox Machina Episode 14

My Husband Has Arrived

Ashley on this thumbnail is SO fucking hot oh my god 🥵

Vax and Percy trying to talk about the Horn without talking about the Horn (bc Kima is there)... they are so fucking stupid, god bless.

Allura’s wishbone doorknocker is so fucking cool damn

Aww she’s so happy to see them 💜

Kima taking the time to clean and polish the shitty armor she had to steal from a corpse bc her girlfriend’s gonna see her!!!

Matt Mercer said These Are Some Lesbians Do You Read Me

ALLIE!!!!!!! 🥺

Ah, yes, the classic DnD friendship between the party and an NPC: the party steals something valuable from the NPC and then they are friends

Pike is also a little in love with Allura... she just has a chokehold on the Divine Casting WLW market

Allura said, “hey, remember how you guys are literally part of the government??”

Vox Machina said, “hey, remember how the emperor has a habit of getting mind-controlled so maybe we don’t want to show up with the possessed Horn of Orcus...?”

"I think we should trust people :)” - quotes Percy will look back on like ten episodes from now with scorn

Oh my god Allura fuckin’ hates the Wildemount people lmaoooo

Wow... look at them taking notes... writing shit down... *wistful DM sigh*

Tofor is kind of a bitch but her being mean to Tiberius makes me like her :)

lmaoooooo the way Matt just casually tosses in “Lord and Lady Briarwood” as a fucking aside before the big meeting... bye, Percy

Vax having to be the one who talks because Sam isn’t there to be Scanlan, Laura is phoning in so Vex is kind of AFK, and Percy has completely dissociated 😬

Kima having to do the exact same “I know these assholes are kind of untrustworthy but you’re gonna have to trust them” talk with the Council that Allura did with the party... queens of being diplomats

.... oooohhhh Goldbrand would’ve given that fucking Horn to the Briarwoods 😦

Someone finally pointing out that it’s equally likely that VM gets corrupted by the Horn as it is anyone else lmao

Seeker Assum said ;)

Matt making Tofor absolutely fucking shredded and a foot taller than Tiberius.... praxis

Percy trying to jump the Sovereign after the meeting lmaoo

God, Percy babbling when he’s nervous is such a good character thing. This man’s brain truly blue-screened.

“I would feel much better if we go to Gilmore’s” asdaddasd Percy stress shops canon confirmed

Vax said time for a quick religious crisis

oh my god and kima said do you want to come to bible study??

He thinks the solution is to ask Pike and Kima to talk to the gods for him and tell them to do their fucking jobs lmaoo

“SO YOU’RE SAYIN THERE’S A CHANCE”

Oh my god Allura and Grog talking about Kima

Keyleth just wants to go see museums and get some damn culture and everyone else just wants to go see their magic gay buddy

God Gilmore’s is cool 😍

Vax looking for Gilmore the minute he steps in the store and being so fucking sad when it doesn’t look like he’s around

Vex versus Gilmore is always fucking wild

Sherri hates their asses so much 😭

Grog asking if they make fucking love potions

God Sherri is so fucking funny. “I don’t like you.”

“Do you have anything to make Grog smarter?” “Fuck off”

Oh he does want crayons tho

They’re so dumb, they’re haggling for all of this but they completely forgot about going back to Kraghammer to get their fucking money

Aww, Pike volunteering to give up the dragon tooth necklace she got for slaying the fucking dragon

Grog had so much fucking platinum oh my gooooooood

ngl Gilmore puts up w far too much of their shit lmao

Aw but Vex feeling uncomfortable after all the haggling and just going outside to be with Trinket

#vox machina #critical role #live-blogging

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captainclervals · 3 years

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I hope this is not a bad thing to ask, but could you please give us the list of your frankenstein books???? Thank you in advance!! 0v0

aww it's not bad at all, buddy and I are happy to share!! he gets the credit for doing a lot of internet scouring and finding them, and he's read several that I haven't touched yet, so if you'd like details on them, he'd be happy to talk about them too!

Warning: there are a lot of bad ones on the list that I would not actually recommend at all, and I'll probably realize some more are pretty bad after I've gotten them in hand and have read those... when I've finished reading everything I'll make review posts, but regardless, here's what we've got so far!

Frankenstein Manga Classics

Frankenstein Annotated for Scientists, Engineers and Creators of All Kinds

The Frankenstein Papers (Fred Saberhagen)

Disney's Frankenstein

Frankenstein Wishbone Classics

Frankenstein the Graphic Novel (Classical Comics)

Pride and Prometheus (Kessel)

Frankenstein (Junji Ito)

Frankenstein According to Spike Milligan

This Dark Endeavor (Kenneth Oppel)

Frankenstein Alive, Alive! (Steve Niles and Bernie Wrightson)

The New Annotated Frankenstein

Dean Koontz' Frankenstein Series (5 of em...)

Gris Grimly's Frankenstein

Frankenstein (Gill Tavner)

Frankenstein's Brother (Annette Shelley)

Monster (Neal Bell)

Frankenstein's Daemon (Michael Meeske)

The Murder of Henry Clerval (Richard Hassler)

Frankenstein: A Graphic Novel (Pete Katz)

Frankenstein Papercuts Classics Illustrated (Marion Mousse)

Frankenstein (Great Illustrated Classics)

The Daemon at the Casement (M. Kennedy)

I may have missed a few since I've ordered from a bunch of different sites and I haven't gotten all these in the mail yet lmao

And I've also got a bunch of annotations and study guides and essay collections but I'm not counting most of those since it's essentially just the book itself or analyses of it rather than new stories or comics hsgdfg

but yeah! when I get the rest of these in hand, I'll read through them to let those who haven't checked them out before get an idea of whether any of them are worth looking into! 💛

#asks

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music-my-angel · 3 years

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Wishbone the dog

Prompt - Hey, can I request one for o2l?? It’s a Connor centric (I’m trash 😖) and it’s about his “fear”, kinda, not really, of Wishbone. When they first introduce him to Wishbone, he freaks and has a panic attack. They move the dog and calm him down. Connor tells them about a traumatic experience with a dog when he was little (whatever you want) and they apologize. Over time, they help him get over his fear and even get him to play with Wishbone. Thanks so much, you’re amazing!! 😘

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If you asked Connor whether he likes dog, he’d tell you he loves them but for a major part of his childhood, he had been scared of dogs. He didn’t dislike dogs, he genuinely had a phobia of dogs. Just the sight of a dog could send tremors through his body. He didn’t view them as cute little puppies. Instead, he viewed them as creatures who were waiting to pounce on you and devour every part of your body. Dogs were equal to monsters for them but that was only until he met a certain little Wishbone.

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Connor never regretted his decision to join the o2l until one certain day, JC was swinging the door open and letting out a cry of joy as he hugged a certain furry creature.

“Who is that?” Trevor cooed as he crouched down next to JC to pet the dog.

“Guys meet Wishbone! He’s my baby. Yesterday, I was telling my parents that I miss home and they sent me the little guy” the happiness in JC’s voice could clearly be heard.

“Aww, hi buddy” Kian leaned over to greet the dog.

“Hello little guy” Sam giggled at the dog.

“Happy to meet you, Wishbone” Ricky chuckled as he shook the paw of the dog.

The dog gave a happy bark running around to greet the boys before running to one person who hadn’t greeted him yet.

Unfortunately, seeing the dog run at him had Connor panicking as he let out a panicked shrieked.

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“Connor?” Trevor was the first to call out the boy.

“Get him away from me… Get him away quick” Connor shouted, shielding his face.

“Alright, okay… Calm down!” Ricky was quick to comfort the boy as he sat by his side, wrapping an arm around Connor’s shoulders as he instructed the boy to calm down.

Meanwhile, Kian led JC and the dog to JC’s room before coming back to check on Connor.

“It was just a dog” Trevor whispered.

“It was a monster” Connor spat out.

“Monster?” Sam asked, confused.

“Con, are you scared of dogs?” Kian asked.

“These things can only hurt people” Connor huffed.

“My Wishbone wouldn’t hurt a single soul” JC pouted.

“Con, is there any particular reason that you don’t like dogs?” Ricky asked.

They could all see the way Connor trembled as he remembered the incident that had him so scared of dogs.

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Connor was about six years old and he’d been walking back home from school when he saw the two dogs preying on him. The two big dogs eyed him hungrily as Connor contemplated his next move. In his young age itself, he realized that nothing about these dogs were friendly. So he did what he thought would be best and run until he could climb the tree in his neighbor’s yard. The dogs were still barking at him and Connor desperately looked around in tears, hoping that someone would find him and rescue him.

Thankfully, the neighbors had noticed him and called help. Connor had sat in the tree and watched as people came to rescue him. He watched the dogs fight and bite people. He stayed up there until someone climbed the tree and brought him down.

The two dogs had been abandoned and tied for days without food. Once they broke free, they attacked everything and everyone they could see. And unfortunately for Connor, he was seen as a target for the dogs and that left the little boy with nothing but nightmares for years.

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“Oh Con!” Ricky sighed as he hugged Connor when the boy finished his story.

“Those poor dogs… What kind of people would tie and abandon their dogs?” Trevor huffed.

Connor looked up to glare at Trevor.

“Dogs don’t attack if there isn’t any need to” Kian clarified.

“And in your case, they were just hungry” Sam said.

“My Wishbone wouldn’t do that to you, Con. He, kind of, likes real food” JC tried to reassure the man. “But still, if it helps, I’ll keep the dog away from you” JC offered.

Connor wasn’t too convinced but he nodded.

“Give it a chance. This dog might help you get over your fear” Ricky suggested.

Connor snorted as he made his way to his room.

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Over the next few days, Connor realized that it wasn’t quite easy to avoid a dog that was living in your house. Thankfully, JC would keep holding Wishbone back from approaching Connor. If the first few days went with Connor nearly having a panic attack whenever he saw the dog then soon the dog was sniffing at him, walking behind him, desperately looking at him for a cuddle.

“JC, come get your dog. He keeps following me” Connor complained.

JC sighed and got up to fetch the dog when Ricky stopped him, shaking his head.

The two boys stood on top of the stairs watching as Connor sat down on the bottom of the steps while the dog whined at him.

“What?” Connor asked the dog as he pressed against him, pushing his head against Connor’s arm.

“He wants some head rubs” Trevor smiled as he sat next to Connor. “Like this” Trevor showed Connor how to pat the dog.

Although reluctantly, Connor stretched an arm towards the dog and awkwardly patted the dog.

The dog gave a happy bark, startling Connor who started backing away when JC squeezed his shoulder.

“He is happy.” JC explained.

And Wishbone decided to steal everyone’s hearts as he leaned over to lick Connor’s face.

“Aww kisses” Sam cooed.

“Wishbone made a friend” Ricky smiled as he noticed the small smile on Connor’s face.

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Slowly, Wishbone became the new member in the o2l family. He’d greet everyone early in the morning. He helped the boys get through the homesickness. He was up for a cuddle whenever someone was down. And all he needed in return was a walk, some treats, cuddles and best friends to get through his day.

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A/N

Hope you all like it.

#o2l #oneshot #connor centric #jc #kian #ricky #sam #trevor #wishbone

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infiniteseriesofhalfways · 3 years

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i had a stuffed... bear, i think? maybe wolf? that i named ashitaka, after the princess mononoke character. unfortunately i lost him on a road trip to my grandparents’ place when i was like 8. i hope some other kid found and adopted him

happier story: in high school my friend made me a stuffed bear, which i named Bearin, because it was a bear and my name at the time was Erin. it’s not my name anymore but Bearin is still Bearin and has place of honor next to my pillow 💙

Aww, I'm sorry you lost him, that sucks. I always like to think that they find their way to where they're needed most, and that somebody did come across him.

I'm glad you still have Bearin though! That's a fun way to remember that part of your life. I'm someone who gets super nostalgic about things I've had for a long time, so even though I don't have anything named after me like that I still get the feeling from the memories. I can still remember having twin beanie babies with my older sister, both called Wishbone after the show. Everytime I look at him I feel like I'm back in the room we shared, arguing about which one was actually Wishbone.

That's also very sweet that your friend made you a bear, I always loved doing that kind of thing for my friends.

#my sister was always adamant that hers was the real wishbone and i had to call mine something else #im sure i pretended to but i definitely still call that dog wishbone #anon #ks chats

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Oooh all this wishbone talk reminds me I think I had one of those talking plushies of him when I was a kid. Probably threw it out sadly. I’m not sure though if I that or just a regular plush of him.

Aww!!!

I still have my Wishbone plushie. He’s wearing a brown vest with the PBS logo on it.

#kombatkraze91

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lovemychoices · 5 years

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Before There Was You- CH.6

TRR X ROE

Song Inspiration: 5sos - Ghost of You

Three years ago while travelling in Europe, Eve Sommers was involved in a car accident. She woke up from her coma two weeks later with no memory of what happened to her in the past seven months. Three years later and still no recollection about what happened to her before the accident. But all of that is about to change. Will she finally know the truth? Will there be consequences?

*THIS SERIES PRACTICALLY THROWS CANON OUT THE WINDOW* YEET!YEET!

Characters except my OCs belong to Pixelberry, I am just borrowing them

Word count : 1700++

Chapter Summary: We time jump three months after the masquerade ball. The court are officially in Lynthikos and the snowy atmosphere takes Leo back to a certain memory.

A/N : This is my first fiction series so it will definitely not be 100% perfect. In other words be kind :). Feedback and comments are welcomed, also hit that reblog button if you like what you read.

Catch up with the series HERE

Warning : I’m rating this PG18 cause there will probably be PG18 stuff that’s going to happen in future chapters. So if you read this series you acknowledge that you are 18 and above.

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“Wow, Hana! You never told me you were an amazing figure skater.” Eve cheers as she watched Hana do a Biellmann spin on the frozen lake. The group arrived Lynthikos a few hours ago and Olivia had scheduled for them to go ice skating on the lake near the estate.

Hana chuckles. “Oh , it was nothing, I learned that move when I was seven, though my skating instructor always said my spins where a bit sloppy.”

“Aww Hana, I think you were amazing despite what your instructors said, right Olivia? She affirmed and gave Olivia a nudge. “Meh, She wasn’t bad.” Olivia smirks.

“Ladies..” Liam beamed when greeted them as he and Maxwell approached the three. “My prince.” Eve smiles and kisses Liam on the cheek.

“Ugh barf..” Olivia cringed followed by sarcastic eye rolls. “I’m going to skate over there where the view is less nauseating.” She points then skates away towards Penelope and Kiara, who were skating or at least trying to.

“Hey Hana, watch me do the ice skating version of the moonwalk.” Maxwell says excitedly trying his best to impersonate the moves in his skate. Hana looks between Eve and Liam then at Maxwell. “I’d better go check on Maxwell before he hurts himself.”

“Subtle..” She grins.

Liam chuckles. “As long as we have some time to ourselves, I’m not complaining. Shall we?” He asks offering his hand. Eve smiles and takes his hand, the two begin skating side by side with their hands intertwined.

“Did I mention how lovely you look today.” Liam grins.

“No you haven’t and thank you.” She winks playfully. “So do you and the court come here often?”

“Not often, but when we do Olivia is always a generous hostess. I did use to come here a lot when I was a child. Leo and I used to have a snowball fight with Drake even Olivia would join us.”

“Leo right, I forgot about him.” She rolls her eyes, her expression suddenly dim.

Liam brows creased, he noticed a change in her tone and the way her body shifted when she said his brothers name. He stops in his skate and pulls her closely while he tilts her chin up. “Eve is something wrong?” He asks sincerely.

Her lips formed a thin line followed by an exasperated sigh. “Look it’s no big deal, it’s just that I think Leo doesn’t like me very much.”

“Why would you say something like that? You’ve been nothing but wonderful throughout your stay in Cordonia. Even Olivia is starting to warm up to you.” He chuckles. “‘Maybe it’s just some misunderstanding.

“I’m serious Liam, everytime I enter the room when the gang is hanging out he sees me and suddenly there’s always an excuse for him to leave. He doesn’t even stop say HI or make eye contact. It’s been two months you’d think the guy would warm up to me by now.. Heck! Like you said even Olivia is already treating me like a friend in her own way.” She looks Liam in the eye. “Normally I wouldn’t care what people think but he is your brother, he’s your family. it’s important to me that we get along.”

Liam heaves a sigh. “I’ll try to have a talk with him okay? In the meantime I wouldn’t worry too much if I were you, you’re a very hard person to not like Eve Sommers.” He grins while placing his hand on the small of her back and pulling her into a kiss.

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As the sun began to set and the day began to turn dark, snow began to fall on the estate. Everyone in court gathered in the great hall for some eclairs and hot chocolate by the fire.

Leo sat in the library by the window watching as the snow fell from the night sky while taking a sip of his scotch. His mind drifted to three years ago in Finland.

Three years ago - Kakslauttanen, Finland

Leo and Eve lay on their bed cuddled up with each other. They had both been seeing each other for a few months and decided to head to Finland for their next adventure. Eve wanted to see the aurora borealis which was on her bucket list of things to do during her trip in Europe so Leo rented an igloo shaped room made out of glass.

It was the perfect romantic getaway, they could watch the constellations in the night sky while waiting for the aurora to appear all in the comfort of their warm bed under the glass dome surrounding them.

“Okay, how about that one?” Eve pointed to a wishbone shape group of stars. “That’s Perseus and that—.” Leo pointed to the star next to it. “Is Andromeda's line.”

Eve cocked an eyebrow. “I’m assuming this has some romantic Greek tragedy story written behind it?”

Leo chuckles. “No tragedy at least for them. Andromeda’s parents were going to sacrifice her to the monster Cetus when Perseus came and save her, they fell in love, got married and lived happily ever after.”

Leo turned propping one hand on the side of his head. “But if you’re interested in tragic romantic stories.” He grinned and looked back up at the sky through the glass window. “There that one.” He pointed towards the group of stars that looked like they were forming a stream. “That's called the milky way. Though the myth surrounding that constellation differs depending on the country. In Japan the myth tells the story of a celestial princess Orihimie, who falls in love with a mortal named Hikoboshi. When her father found out he was enraged and forbid their love. To punish them he placed them in the sky separated by the celestial river or as we call it the milky way only to reunite once a year.”

Eve got up into a sitting position with her legs sidesaddle, sadness filled her eyes. “Oh my god that’s just tragic and sad, I couldn’t imagine what I would do if that happened to us. To be separated from the one I love, to be separated from you. I—.” She froze when she reailised the words that came out of her mouth. Did I just confessed that i love him? Did he hear me? What if I said it too soon? Holy crap you really blew it this time Eve! Prepare yourself and watch him run for the hills.

Leo gently cupped her cheeks with his hand, closing the gap between them as he pulled her in for a deep kiss, only to pull apart a few seconds later. His ocean blue eyes looking into her soft teal ones. “I love you too.” He says.

A whirlwind of pale green light appeared and swirled above, the streaks tossed about wildly. Then scarlet red clouds of fire pulsated in wave of arcs, rolled against the midnight sky and darting towards the heavens. They both looked up and marvelled at the beautiful lights as it danced in the northern sky illuminating the night.

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Leo is suddenly pulled out of his thoughts by the squeaking sound of the library door opening.

“And here I thought this was the last place I would find you in.” Liam teases as he walks into the library with both hands in his pockets.

Leo snorts. “And yet here I am.” He opens a bottle of liquid amber and pours it into an empty glass before offering it to Liam.

“Thank you brother.” Liam says taking the glass from Leo. “ I didn’t see you earlier on. You know usuy Drake is the one who is busy brooding, what’s gotten into you lately?”

“I wasn’t really in the mood.” Leo murmurs, swirling the glass in his hand watching as the liquid amber turns into a small whirlpool.

“Is it because of Eve?” Liam asks studying the expression on his brothers face.

Leos is taken aback. Could it be he found out about our past? Play it cool Leo it could be about something else. Leo clears his throat before answering. “Why would you say something like that?”

Liam steps closer rubbing the back of his neck, pursing his lips before answering. “To be honest, Eve was the one who brought the subject up. She thinks you don’t like her and you know what I don’t blame her now that I see it. Ever since she came to Cordonia you haven’t really been welcoming, you leave everytime she enters the room. You barely say more than three words to her whenever she tries to start a conversation with you.” He pauses then heaves a sigh. “Brother you need to tell me if something is wrong so we can all try to work it out. I’m trying my best to convince the council that the woman I love is not just the perfect Queen for me but for Cordonia. Before the start of the social season you promised to help out as much as you can.”

Leo didn’t know what to answer he was stuck between his brother and the woman he once loved, the woman he still loved. Avoiding her wasn’t an option anymore, it might cause more suspicion and suspicion might lead to Liam digging for more answers. He just couldn’t risk letting Liam finding out about their history together. Leo ran his hand through his hair. “I didn’t mean to make Eve feel unwelcomed, I promise I’ll have a talk with her to straighten things out.”

“Thank you Leo, that’s all I ask.”

“And I’m sorry I haven’t been living up to my promises, I’ve just been having a hard time lately.” He murmurs taking a sip of his scotch.

“Is it about your divorce with Katie? I’m so sorry I’ve been so busy worrying about my problems I completely forgot that you have yours. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Leo gave a rueful smile and pats Liam on the shoulder. “Thank you Liam, but these are demons I need to face on my own.”

Liam places an assuring hand on Leo’s shoulder. “ If you ever need anything. You know I’ll always have your back just like you have mine. So what do you say we stop with the brooding for a few minutes and join the others at the great hall?”

Leo chuckles. “You don’t have to ask me twice brother.” They both finished their drinks and went on their way to join the others.

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