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Twister | j.jk
-> pairing. wolf shifter!jungkook x human!reader (f)
-> genre. slow burn, eventual romance, fluff, humor, f2l (friends-to-lovers), pining, found family, high school!au, eventual smut
-> w/c. 1180
-> rating. 13+
-> a/n. Devil All The Time is an actual book I read, and, to this day, it’s still one of my all-time favorites. The excerpt at the beginning is also real!
-> warnings. None!!
-> collection. mini-series
-> started. Aug. 16th, 2022 @ 15:00
-> fin. Sat., Sept. 16th, 2023 @ 16:59
-> edited. Mon., Oct. 30th, 2023 @ 23:03
-> divider credit. @mmadeinheavenn
Unless he had whiskey running through his veins, Willard came to the clearing every morning and evening to talk to God. Arvin didn't know which was worse, the drinking or the praying. As far back as he could remember, it seemed that his father had fought the Devil all the time—
Someone knocks on Jungkook’s door. You look up from your book (The Devil All The Time by Donald Ray Pollock) and smile smugly at Yoongi as he stands in the doorway, a grumpy pout on his face. “Can I help you?” you ask saccharinely.
He grumbles something you don’t catch before saying, “We’re playing Twisters downstairs.”
You gasp dramatically. “Am I dreaming or are you actually being nice to me for once?”
He growls low in his throat. “Don’t push your luck, human.”
You set your book face-down and skip past him, bounding downstairs with a smug grin. “I’m not leaving anytime soon, Boongles, so you better get used to it!”
“What did you just—“
“Y/N!” Jungkook’s face breaks out into a blinding smile as you enter the living room a few paces in front of Yoongi, his metaphorical tail wagging excitedly.
“Hey, Kook. I heard you’re thinking about me,” you tease, gently patting his back when he rolls his eyes and pulls you in for a hug. As you pull away, you ask, “So! How are we doing this?”
“I was thinking teams, since it’s only four of us playing,” Hoseok says, looking up from where he’s slung an arm around a still-grumpy Yoongi’s shoulders. “We can have two players move during one spin, and the other two the next, that way we can take turns so it’s not too chaotic.”
“The others aren’t playing?” you ask, kind of disappointed. Oh, the amount of chaos there would’ve been if more of them had joined you.
Jungkook shakes his head no. “They’re not feeling it. We convinced Jisoo noona to spin for us, though.”
Jisoo walks in from the kitchen with a glass of red wine in hand. She smiles amicably at you as she takes a seat. “Hey, Y/N. How’s the book so far?”
“Good, thanks.” You turn back to the others. “I assume JK and I are gonna be in a team, then?”
Hoseok grins mischievously as he shares a strange look with Jungkook, saying, “Told you. It’s me and you, hyung.” Hoseok smiles down at Yoongi, who sighs his acceptance.
“Let’s get this over with,” he grumbles.
You turn to look at Jungkook, who quickly tries to hide a dopey smile. “Why? What did Hobi oppa tell you?”
“Shh.” He turns you back to the mat with his hands on your shoulders. “Focus on winning.”
“Alright!” Jisoo sets her glass down and picks up the wheel. “First spin!” She flicks the plastic arrow, waiting a few seconds for the outcome before calling out, “Right foot, yellow!”
“You go,” you tell Jungkook. He nods, dropping his hands from your shoulders and taking a confident step forward as Yoongi does the same.
“Next… Right leg, blue!”
🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕
In hindsight, Jungkook should’ve seen this coming. He should’ve known Hoseok was trying to set him up from the second he asked if “angel” would be joining them for Twister, even though Jungkook had been more than content to let her stay in his room a little longer. (His complacency with her absence had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that her scent was getting on his sheets.)
Now, with Y/N bending in front of him in a makeshift downward-dog and only one viable option for his next callout (right foot, blue), Jungkook wants to smack his head against a wall. He’d have to move his leg halfway across the mat, so he wouldn’t have any balance.
Unless, of course, he held onto Y/N’s hips.
Twister was a cursed game and he’d never play again.
“Jungkook, you gotta make your move in the next five seconds or else you’re out,” Jisoo warns.
He panics and shifts his foot farther out than he meant to, holding onto Y/N’s hips as his balance gives out and thanking whatever god is out there that Y/N can’t see the disgustingly bright pink hue dusting his cheeks with her ass so close to his crotch.
“You’re gonna make me fall!” Y/N complains, teetering forward. He tightens his grip on her hips and pulls her back ever so slightly. Hopefully he won’t get a boner. Gods, that would be embarrassing.
“Just—focus on your next move!” he half-yells, mouthing a curse at Hoseok, who was knocked out almost five minutes ago and is now standing smugly off to the side trying to contain his laughter. Asshole.
“Stupid game,” Y/N grumbles under her breath, her arms shaking.
“Left hand, red,” Jisoo announces.
Y/N grunts as she moves her hand closer to her body, unintentionally pressing into Jungkook. He bites down on his tongue and focuses on his breathing as blood rushes to his cheeks.
Yoongi huffs as he crouches and sets his hand on the red circle closest to him, grinning up at them with a dark look. “It’s over for you,” he taunts.
“Alright, Kook. Left hand, green,” Jisoo says.
Jungkook crouches down and sets his hand behind him, making eye contact with Y/N for the first time in almost ten minutes straight. “Next time—“
Y/N gets cut off with a yelp as, on their next turn, Yoongi bumps into her and sends her falling back into Jungkook’s lap. He groans, his hands shaking with the effort to keep himself up.
“Asshole! You pushed me!” Y/N yells, her ears turning red with rage as she pushes herself off Jungkook, about to angrily rush Yoongi when Hoseok picks her up around the waist and holds her off to the side with an arm around her shoulders.
“Now-now, kids, no fighting,” he teases.
“Beat his ass, Kook!” Y/N says in response, glaring at Yoongi.
Yoongi rolls his eyes as the game continues. The longer Jungkook has to play, the more tired he becomes—holding weird positions for long periods of time is surprisingly taxing. Just when he thinks he’s going to give out, Yoongi’s sweaty hands slide to the side and he ends up falling over, ass in the air.
Y/N squeals with excitement and rushes Jungkook as he stands up to his full height, massaging his lower back with a grimace. He oofs as she slams into him, her arms around his neck. He blushes and hides his face in her shoulder, trying to subtly breathe in her scent as she drops down before excitedly smacking him on his arm.
He smiles down at her and avoids looking at Hoseok (who he’s sure is having his own little mini-celebration) as Yoongi sighs as he stands up. “Well played,” he grumbles.
Y/N grins triumphantly, but holds her hand out for him to shake. “Good game.” Yoongi hesitates, but takes her hand. Y/N grins. “How does it feel losing to a human?”
“Gods have mercy…”
#bts x reader#jungkook x reader#jeon jungkook x reader#bts a/b/o au#a/b/o au#bts a/b/o#shifter au#shifter jungkook#bts werewolf au#werewolf au#werewolf jungkook#bts smut#jungkook smut#bts fluff#jungkook fluff#bts angst#jungkook angst#ao3#archive of our own
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You're not going to believe this! The Disney 100-year Anniversary crossover short, Once Upon A Studio, is coming!
100 years of stories, 100 years of magic, 100 years of Disney! It's like Disney's House of Mouse all over again, with a hint of Night at the Museum. I've been waiting for this all my life, I'm so excited!
(Also gets you and some people hoping for a House of Mouse revival/reboot on Disney+, or maybe a mini-series inspired by this short)
Featuring 543 characters from over 85 Disney films and shorts, the following list features those that are only from Walt Disney Productions (1937–1985), Walt Disney Feature Animation Studios (1986–2007), and Walt Disney Animation Studios (2007-present).
Films
Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
Pinocchio
Fantasia
The Reluctant Dragon
Dumbo
Bambi
Saludos Amigos
Victory Through the Air
The Three Caballeros
Make Mine Music
Song of the South
Fun and Fancy Free
Melody Time
So Dear to My Heart
The Adventures of Ichabod and Mr. Toad
Cinderella (1-3)
Alice in Wonderland
Peter Pan (1-2)
Lady and the Tramp (1-2)
Sleeping Beauty
101 Dalmatians (1-2)
The Sword in the Stone
Mary Poppins
The Jungle Book (1-2)
The Aristocats
Bedknobs and Broomsticks
Robin Hood
The Many Adventures of Winnie the Pooh
The Rescuers
Pete's Dragon
The Fox and the Hound (1-2)
The Black Cauldron
The Great Mouse Detective
Oliver & Company
The Little Mermaid (1-3)
The Rescuers: Down Under
Beauty and the Beast (1-3)
Aladdin (1-3)
The Lion King (1-3)
Pocahontas (1-2)
The Hunchback of Notre Dame (1-2)
Hercules
Mulan (1-2)
Tarzan (1-2, Tarzan & Jane)
Fantasia 2000
Dinosaur
The Emperor's New Groove (1-2: Kronk's New Groove)
Atlantis: The Lost Empire (1-2: Milo's Return)
Lilo & Stitch (1-2: Stitch has a Glitch)
Treasure Planet
Brother Bear (1-2)
Home of the Range
Chicken Little
Meet the Robinsons
Bolt
The Princess and the Frog
Tangled
Winnie the Pooh
Wreck-It Ralph
Frozen
Big Hero 6
Zootopia
Moana
Ralph Breaks the Internet
Frozen 2
Raya and the Last Dragon
Encanto
Strange World
Wish
Shorts
Oswald the Lucky Rabbit in "Trolley Troubles"
Mickey Mouse in "Steamboat Willie"
Silly Symphony (Three Pigs, Big Bad Wolf)
Donald Duck
Goofy
Pluto
Figaro
Chip n' Dale
Adventures in Music
Humphrey the Bear
John Henry (Disney's American Legends)
Ballad of Nessie
Paperman
Ben and Me (1953)
Toot, Whistle, Plunk and Boom (1953)
Lambert the Sleepish Lion (1952)
*Roger Rabbit, made by Richard Williams's studio in England, and Enchanted, made by Tony Baxter, will not appear in this short because they don't belong to WDAS.
69 + 16 = 85!
#once upon a studio#disney#disney 100#disney 100 years of wonder#once upon a studio disney#disney once upon a studio
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Weak hero with reader who is a book worm:D and likes to sing
i absolutely love this cause books >>>> SO THANK YOU FOR THE REQUEST 💕
when you’re a bookworm ;
weak hero x gn!reader
gray yeon
➤ being that gray is most definitely also a bookworm, you’d often go on little dates where you could compare and recommend books to each other
➤ he actually enjoyed the fact that you both loved to read since it was so different from fighting
➤ gray isn’t the most affectionate, but he likes gifting you his favorite books (you love when he annotates them in advance) to show how much he loves and appreciates you
ben park
➤ i don’t see ben as someone who loves reading, but i think he’d definitely pick one up to impress you
➤ no no, he is much more into enabling your love of singing
➤ karaoke night is saturday. every saturday. it’s your tradition now, and you absolutely die of laughter every time
alex go
➤ unlike ben, i think alex would unintentionally fall in love with reading after hearing you passionately explain the plot to him
➤ he’d be the type of bf to tease you for your love of books, but then find himself so immersed in hearing what happened in the newest chapter
➤ if you and alex aren’t crashing ben and his significant other’s karaoke date, what’s the point
gerard jin
➤ you read. he fights. but you both sing, and you love to do it together
➤ since you don’t know how to play the guitar, gerard would have you sit with him (or in his lap) as he plays a melody for you to sing along to
➤ i can see the two of you having one of those super cheesy disney moments. like you’re cooking and he’s cleaning or something and then just randomly break out into a sing/dance number
donald na
➤ he fuels your addiction
➤ donald loves the way your face lights up when you tell him about the new book you’re reading, and he wants to preserve that look. so he just keeps buying you books
➤ i feel like donald is secretly an amazing singer. like, you’d be humming and he’d suddenly join in and leave you speechless with his voice
jake ji
➤ you fight over literature 24/7. jake is a firm believer in manga > novels, and you strongly disagree
➤ most of the time, you’re trying to convince him to give your favorite novel a read, and he’s trying to get you to enjoy comics.
➤ “it’s all words! how am i supposed to be entertained?!” “yeah? well, how can i read when there are all these pictures in the way?!”
wolf keum
➤ i think wolf is a secret bookworm
➤ you’d come home from the library with bags in your arms, and he’d be trying so hard to hide his curious excitement
➤ you just start buying two copies of the same book so you and wolf can have a mini book club discussion after finishing
jimmy bae
➤ “hello~ it’s me~”
➤ jimmy may not be the best singer in the world, but if you ask him to sing with you, he’s giving it his all
➤ since there’s no way in hell you can get this boy interested in reading with you, you’ll settle with an occasional karaoke date here and there
#weak hero#weak hero webtoon#weak hero class 1#weak hero x reader#weak hero manhwa#gray yeon#ben park#alex go#gerard jin#donald na#jake ji#wolf keum#jimmy bae
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I can't keep this to myself anymore.. Here's a ff with Donald Duck (pls let someone draw it ( -̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷄◞ω◟-̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥᷅ )) (just kidding, you don't have to do fan-art to an my mini-fanfic-sketh
Like a rich and elegant party
Panchito: I'm sooooooooo tired! I'm booooreeeeeeeeed! What are we waiting for, lindo?
Jose: Calm down, meu amor, we have to wait for our Donal. Without him, our performance will be just an ordinary disappointment.
Panchito: You're right, pimpollo.
Jose x Panchito: *kiss*
Panchito: I just hope your ex and him don't bother us..
Jose: *looked around*
Maria Vas and Ze Galo
Jose: foda-se..
Ze Galo: *notices them and together with Maria go to them*
Panchito: me he acabado..
Ze Galo: Ze! What a surprise! I didn't expect to see you here~ *definitely puts his hand on the shore of Maria*
Maria Vas: *she snuggles up to Ze Galo and grins*
Jose: Yeah, same.. *whisper* Galinha estupida..
Panchito: *he puts him hand on Jose's shoulder and hugs him to him* And what are you doing here?
Ze Galo: Knocked out a ticket in the first queue. And you?
Jose: We are performing.
Maria Vas: Then why aren't you on stage? And you don't rehearse?
Jose: We are waiting for the third Caballero.
Maria Vas: Of course~
Ze Galo: In the case, do you mind if we wait wit you? Right?
Ze Galo and Jose: *angry staring*
Donald Duck: Sorry for wait!
Panchito: Nothing wrong, mi linda..- pati- to...
Donald: *he is dressed in a tight red dress that glitters a little, with black eye shadows and underlined arrows*
Donald: Hi~
Jose: Woah..
Panchito: H-hi..
Donald: *he walked right up to Panchito and played with the feathers under his neck a little with his fingers*
Donald: *walked past Jose, but ran his hand from his cheek to his chin*
Donald: Okay, boys, let's go. The stage is not waiting!
Panchito: *looks after Donald and falls*
Jose: *comes to himself*
Jose: Well, as our Donal said.. *helped up Panchito*
Jose: The stage not waiting!
Panchito: Adios!
Ze Galo and Maria Vas: . . .
Ze Galo: Porra, esse pato e muito gostoso.
Maria: *hit him*
Ze Galo: Ouch!
(yeah, I wrote it for Donald in a dress..)
#jose carioca#the three caballeros#three caballeros#panchito#panchito pistoles#panchito romero miguel junipero francisco quintero gonzalez#donald duck#three gay caballeros
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A Little Heist For Little Guys
"Dude," Mikey whispers, pushing Leo into the lab. "Uncle Donald totally has a laser sword in here!"
"No way." Leo whispers back, taking care to keep low to the ground and being as silent as possible. "Who would use that? Dad needs his to teleport!"
"Probably just messing around, dude! Just like Donnie does sometimes!" Mikey sneaks closer to the cabinet and looks at it for a second. "How do we open it?"
"You didn't plan that before dragging me in?"
"I kinda wanted Donnie," Mikey admits with a sheepish and slightly guilty smile. "But I guess he and Raph are out with Auntie Cass."
Leo sighs and rolls his eyes. Despite being a 13 year old, he sighs like the oldest and most put-upon turtle in the world. "Well, um..." Leo looks at the handle. "Is it locked?"
"Ooooh, good thinking, bro."
"You didn't think about this at all before getting me."
"Nope!" Mikey tugs on the door, and it pops open! They both duck into the nearest open cabinet, panicking! They wait for the sounds of their uncle to come storming in, scolding them for messing with his "highly dangerous and awesomely lethal" inventions, maybe even their brother trailing behind and shaking his head as though his own mini-lab isn't full of tech he snagged from his father.
But no-one comes.
"Sweeeeet! Dude, we're out-ninjaing the world's greatest ninjas!" Mikey flips out from the cabinet and yanks the door the rest of the way open.
"Mikey, don't-!"
"AH!"
Bits, bobbles, all kinds of smaller pieces of half-finished or discarded tech fall out of the cabinet in one big clump! Mikey sticks his hand up out of it, a muffled shout of "I'm okay!" barely heard through the mess.
"Mikey!" Leo rushes to the pile and begins trying to dig his brother out as silently as possible. "Why would you open it so fast?!"
"I got excited," comes the muffled reply.
"There's no way they didn't hear that!" Leo uncovers Mikey's face. His little brother grins up at him, cheeks bright red with embarrassment. Leo frowns at him.
"Boys!"
"AHHHHH!" As Leo pulls Mikey out, they both scream from the sudden appearance of their uncle. He towers over them, one drawn-on eyebrow raised, arms crossed, tapping his foot impatiently.
"It was Leo's idea!" Mikey shouts, hiding behind his older brother.
"What?!" Leo looks up and shakes his head. "Mikey made me do it! It's his fault!"
"Nuh-uh bro, totally your idea, you're the one who likes swords!"
"No-one said anything about swords!"
"Uh, you totally just did! Guilty!"
Donald watches the argument with a small smirk. "Oh, no. However will we know the truth?" he says flatly, knowing full-well it was Mikey. "I suppose we'll have to have a trial."
"A trial?" Mikey's eyes widen. "Like on TV?"
"Yes and no. The judge will be... your grandfather."
Leo sighs in relief. Surely Pop-Pop Splints will see-
"Barry."
"GRANDPA DRAXUM?!" Leo shouts. "OH NO! HE'LL SAY WE'RE BOTH GUILTY!"
"Well, one of you had the idea and the other went along, so in a way you both are." Donald easily picks both of them up, tucking them under his arms like sacks of flour as he carries them out. The two teens pop into their shells, trying to hide from the consequences of their attempted heist.
Donald is just going to tell his brothers to give them a talking-to, of course. But it is fun making a scene of it first.
#tmnt 2012#rottmnt#tmnt crossover#reincarnated au#tmnt fic#tmnt fanfiction#fanfic#my attempts at fanfic
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Can I give him a high five before we go?" Edmund asked his glasses held on with little straps, his hand already stretched out pressing against the swell of her stomach for several seconds before he whispered. "High five."
No because I’m actually crying. Little Neddy is the sweetest and I love how excited he always is when his Amma is pregnant and he gets a new little uncle Greg or auntie Eddie
Oh this little Neddy would be such a sweet little bean as well.
Imagine him hanging out with his Uncle Greggy. Gregory walking around with his adorable Nephew at 18 because as it turns out: Ladies love cute babies and his nephew is a fucking cutie.
Neddy perched up on his Uncle's shoulders, with his little elbows resting on the top of Gregory's head, chin resting on his hands.
"Ready, buddy?" Gregory asks, patting his leg.
"Yup!"
"She's just up here, and what are you going to say?"
Edmund grins, "I'm going to ask her if she wants to get Ice cream with us."
"Excellent! Yes, Buddy!" Gregory puts his hand up for a high five.
"Can I get three scoops?"
Gregory sighs, "How about I get you two scoops and we stop at the cinema and get popcorn before I drop you off to Papa and Amma?"
"Deal." Neddy grins, sticking his little hand out to shake, Gregory shaking his head at his nephew, three years old and already a master manipulator.
And suddenly his heart stops, because there she is, sitting on the grass ahead of them in the middle of a picnic blanket, her straight, dark hair shining in the sunlight her brow furrowed as she jots something down in a notebook her study materials set out meticulously in front of her just the way they always were. Lucy Abernathy. The love of his fucking life.
"Showtime, Neddy Teddy, big smiles." Gregory cleared his throat. "Fit check, we look cute right? Cool?"
"Han Solo Cool."
"I have taught you so damn well! Okay, here goes." Gregory cleared his throat, raising his voice a little. "Hey, Lucy!"
She turned slowly towards him, her hair blowing lightly in the breeze, a distracted sort of smile on her face as she took him in, her eyes shining up at him. "Gregory, hey." Her smile grew as she waved up at Edmund, who was grinning down at her, waving, one of his elbows resting on Gregory's head still. "Who's your mini me?"
Gregory grinned, "This is my oldest brother's son, Edmund."
"My Papa's Anthony!" Edmund said proudly. "And my Amma's name is Katieeeeee Kat."
Lucy bit back a smile. "Well it's nice to meet you, Edmund. I'm Lucy, Your Uncle Gregory and I go to uni together."
Edmund nodded, his little legs dangling feet banging against Gregory's chest, sending his spiderman shoes flashing "Uncle Greggy told me."
Gregory winced, trying to salvage the situation with a shrug. "He's my best buddy."
"I'm Neddy!" Edmund chirped, "Edmund was my Papa's Papa and i have his name but everyone calls me Neddy. Neddy Apollo Bridgerton."
"Apollo." Lucy said a little bemusedly, still smiling kindly up at him. "That's such a special name Neddy."
Gregory shrugged again as Edmund grinned proudly, nodding. "My brother thought it sounded cool, and his wife, Kate: Literally the coolest woman I've ever met just let him have it because he wanted it so badly."
Lucy chuckled. "They sound like a cute couple."
"They're pretty great." Gregory agreed as his eyes caught with Lucy's something hanging in the air between them.
"My Amma's having a baby!" Neddy said proudly, startling Lucy.
"Oh my gosh Neddy!" Lucy gasped. "That's so special, you must be so excited!"
"Uhuh! I'm gonna be a big brother! And then me, and the new baby can have Uncle Greggy day together!" Neddy said excitedly, getting a little carried away. "He takes me to see movies, and one time, he came with me and Papa and Amma and Auntie Eddie and Uncle Goose and Auntie Hy to Disneyland with my Gramma Mary when it was my birthday, and he bought me a brand new Donald."
Fucking yes, Neddy, buddy, you are nailing it!
Lucy's smile was growing, "No way! Neddy that's amazing! How many did you turn?"
"Three!"
"Well, your Uncle Greggy's pretty cool isn't he?"
"He's the best. He's my favourite of all my uncles."
Gregory made a note to niggle his brothers about that later.
"And what are you handsome boys doing today?"
Gregory's heart stopped, his mind reeling at the word handsome
"We're getting ice cream!" Edmund crowed. "You wanna come? Uncle Greggy wouldn't mind!"
Gregory's heart was pounding in his chest as her eyes turned back to him, catching again a small smile on her face.
"I don't... Know I'm supposed to be studying."
Gregory scoffed, "As if you don't already know it all! Come on Lucy, come het ice cream with us."
"Yeah Lucy! Come get ice cream with us!" Neddy chimed in.
Lucy bit her lip considering carefully before she smiled softly. "Yeah, okay."
Gregory screamed internally, waiting for Lucy to turn her back before he gave his Nephew a high five, his heart pounding as he snatched Lucy's bag up. "I'll carry your things!"
And it kept being the best day of his life until he dropped Edmund home, an enormous bucket of popcorn from the cinema under his arm and his nephew chirped. "Amma! Uncle Greggy got me to trick a girl into being his girlfriend!"
And his sister in law spun towards him with with her eyes wide. "Uncle Greggy did what?"
#all i am (all that i ever was)#kathony#anthony x kate#gregory x lucy#gregory bridgerton#lucy abernathy#edmund bridgerton ii#kate sharma#molly’s asks and answers
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Easy company reactions to you telling them you’re pregnant 🫢
Easy Company Reaction: telling them you're pregnant
Notes: I suck at writing fluff, but I tried my best, yeah :) I hope you and everyone like it. Oh and I made a really pretty moodboard for this post but tumblr won't show my post on the tags if i use it. Fuck you tumblr!
– Dick Winters - (Please, give this man 5 seconds to process what you just said.) “You’re pregnant.” he repeated your words, “We’re having a baby.” He was saying it slowly without breaking his gaze with yours, as a way to wake up from the shock and to realize what you just told him. He then hugged you and kissed your forehead. It didn't take much for him to immediately start preparing the nursery.
– Lewis Nixon - (Your luck is that he is rich.) You told him right after you declined a cup of whiskey from him. “What? You are what?” he almost spilled his drink, “Holy shit… I mean, that’s amazing news honey!” He looked a little dizzy and almost tripped when he went to kiss you. After that he literally ran to tell Dick and save him the spot as godfather of the child.
– Carwood Lipton - (Literal silent panic.) After a few seconds of total silence he walked over to you and hugged you like it was the last time he was going to hug you in his life. He held you close and said: “It’s going to be fine, we got this.” You could tell he was a little worried but he just needed time to process all of it. He was so stressed the next few days, he wanted everything to be prepared and perfect.
– Ronald Speirs - He gave you one of his typical intense gazes. For a moment you thought he was angry but then when he walked across the room to reach you, grab your face and look you deeply in the eyes, you could see he was on the verge of tears. “I’m going to dedicate my life to you and to our baby.” he said, as he landed one of his hands on your belly. The next day you found a little list of names in his office.
– George Luz - He almost choked on his food. “Cut the crap. What? Are you serious?” After he realized you weren’t kidding he ran to pick you up, spin you around and kiss you. He looked like a kid on Christmas from how happy he was. You had the spend the evening trying to convince him to not name the child some really stupid name. “If It’s a boy can we name him after me? And can we take him or her to play baseball?” he asked at least.
– Joe Liebgott - “Tell me you’re not joking. Princess, you just made me the happiest man alive.” He quickly ran to hold you by your waist and gave you a breathless kiss, “Holy shit, I’m going to be a dad.” He was so excited but as his last words kept repeating in his head a sudden grip on his chest started to grow. He then told you that he was scared of not being a good father. You guys talked it out and the next day he came home with a baby suit saying “Sorry ladies my daddy is definitely taken.”
– Bill Guarnere - You had to sit him down to tell him. “You’re not kidding, right?” He immediately got up, “Holy fuck, we are going to have a mini Bill or Billie!” (good luck bestie) The shocked expression grew in a second into the biggest smile you have ever seen and he almost trip when he reached you for a kiss. He called everyone to announce it like the proud dad that he is. “Guess the fuck what… I’m going to be a dad!!”
– Joe Toye - “W-what? You’re pregnant?” He had never hugged you so tightly in his life but when you met his eyes you felt his anxiety. Joe was scared that he might not be prepared but he had been waiting for that moment for so long and he was not gonna let his insecurities take over his happiness. He is always so stressed that you and baby may get hurt, so he doesn't let you do anything at home during your pregnancy.
– Donald Malarkey - “Are you shitting me? Honey, I-... I don't know what to say. I mean, you are pregnant. We are going to have a baby!” he playfully picked you up between exciting giggles. He immediately ran to the store to go buy diapers and baby bottles (don’t worry he came back.) Him and Skip spent the next 9 months singing and telling jokes to your belly.
– Warren “Skip'' Muck - “Oh my god, you’re pregnant?” You showed him the test after he asked, “Oh my god, you’re pregnant!” He started jumping around and then washed you with kisses. He ran to tell Malark and Penkala and immediately asked you if both of them could be godfathers. Every day he talks to your belly: “Hey bud, It’s me, your dad. How is it there? Is mommy’s belly comfortable?” (I’m crying, he’s the cutest.)
– Darrel “Shifty” Powers - (This gentleman, I-) You sat him by your side when you told him. “Really?... You are?” He instantly held your hands and grew the sweetest smile, “I can’t believe you're carrying our baby right now.” After that he kissed you like you’re made of glass. From there on he tried his best to stop smoking because of you and the baby, and when it's time to go to bed he wishes the baby a goodnight and kisses your belly and then your lips.
– Eugene Roe - He was speechless for some seconds until you called his name, he then got closer to you. “Honey, I could not be more happy but It’s up to you if…” You made clear you’re ready and that you wanted the baby, you then saw his shy smile bloom and gaze at the floor before meeting your eyes again and kiss you tenderly. He found the best doctor and scheduled every appointment at least once a month to make sure everything was okay. After all he is a medic, you could not be in better hands.
– Edward “Babe” Heffron - At first impression he did panic a little. “W-what? Are you serious? Oh my… what are we gonna do?” You even saw his sweat rolling down his forehead, so you had to sit him down, relax him and make sure everything was going to be okay. He took a deep breath and then a little childlike smile grew, “I’m going to be a dad.” He spent the whole weekend celebrating. He even started referring to the baby as if he was already there: “What about the three of us going to a nice restaurant?”
– David Webster - His heart even skipped a beat. “Are you certain?” he asked you a little unassertive, “We are having a baby, I can’t believe it.” You notice the excitement grow by his voice. He then grew a big smile and hugged you, lifting you up. He spent the whole time reading books about babies, baby care and giving birth. He was ready for the child theoretically, but Lieb always made some pretty dark humor jokes to make him scared. But in the end it turned out fine.
– Frank Perconte - You couldn't tell if he was happy or scared. He was so excited but he was sweating, for a second you even thought he was going to faint. “It’s amazing! A baby!” he told you after kissing you a million times, “It’s like having you and me mixed in a bowl, it's awesome!” He then took a deep breath and said: “Yeah, I think I need to sit down a little.” He was having a mix of emotions, but when things cooled down he started preparing everything. The next day he came home with two packs of diapers and so many clothes for the baby.
– Denver “Bull” Randleman - As the mature man that he is he stayed pretty calm. “There isn't anyone in this world that I wish more to have a family with than you.” He gently brushed your hair before pulling you for a peaceful kiss. Bull never felt more responsible over something in his life. He did everything in his power to make sure you were comfortable and safe, after all he loved you and you were carrying your and his child.
– John Martin - You had to sit Johnny down before telling him. “A-are you sure?” He tried to act calm but you could see how nervous he was and still trying to keep his serious expression. You asked if he was happy and his eyelids instantly loosed and he got down on his knees to hold your hands, “I am, baby. I’m sorry I was just taken by surprise. I-... I love you, if you’re happy I’m happy.” He gave you a passionate kiss and one of his rare vulnerable smiles. May no one stress you, hurt you or look at you in a wrong way or he will riot.
– Floyd Talbert - (Oh, this is going to be fun…) Right after you told him he paralyzed for a second. “I-i… hum, well,” He started stuttering but then tried to put himself back together by walking over to you and gazing into your eyes, “Well, that’s great news.” You’re not expecting to take it so well but after all he wasn't that surprised that you were pregnant. He was so excited for the baby, he wanted to teach him how to play guitar and play sports. One night he said: “Hey love, after he or she is born can we go make some more?”
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Ducktales Part 4
I have no excuse for this madness, I feel like I'm stalling, honestly. It's a bit rusty, so my apologies for that.
If you're new, might I suggest reading Part One, Part Two, and Part Three first? You can read all of the parts here, this should help it make some sense, though honestly, even I don't know how to navigate this madness, it was supposed to be a Louie comfort fic, how am here? Alas, there's no turning back.
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"We're totally interrogating him after this, right?" Dewey asks, the words falling out of his beak before he can stop them. The silence in the room is as thick as the as the syrup on pancakes, and it's making his nerves stand on end.
"Oh, absolutely," Huey quips back, a wry smile playing at his beak. It seems instinctual, but no humor can cover up the red-rimmed eyes and the tear tracks that streak his face, it makes something in Dewey's heart, ache, fierce and burning, and he finds the words spilling out of his beak like spilled ink.
"I'm sorry," he says, and the words come tumbling, like an avalanche, so desperate to see the end that he can't make out the beginning. "I'm sorry for yelling at you like that—accusing you of—I didn't mean—I don't mean it like that. I was just—just mad, at the world, at Louie, at myself—and I was so disappointed that I hadn't figured it out before, that I wasn't doing anything now—and I guess I just felt a little drifted of, you know, like I couldn't help him, and I just exploded—which wasn't right—and I just, I'm sorry."
It's not structured or framed properly, and it probably doesn't make sense, he doesn't even attempt to make sense of it, but before he can apologize, for the speech or for his actions he's not sure, Huey smiles, because he's always been the one able to understand, whether ciphers of bumbling brothers.
"I'm sorry, too," Huey says, fiddling with his hat. "I didn't mean to imply that you were reckless, or that you didn't care, I was just, I worry, Dewey, sometimes, it feels like all I can do, and it still doesn't help me. You were researching about Mom for weeks and I didn't even notice and now Louie's hurt, and I didn't even..." Huey trailed off, voice faltering as though it hurt to speak. "Sometimes, it feels as if I'm failing to be a brother, ya know?"
"Huey, no, you're a great brother, you take care of us when we're sick, you're honestly like a mini-Uncle Donald. It's just, being Scrooge McDuck's nephews kinda became a full-time thing, didn't it?" Dewey chuckled dryly.
"You can say that again," Huey muttered bitterly. "It's just, it feels like we have no control over anything, anymore, you know. The variables have no fixed, they keep on changing and you have to keep on making new equations to find them, and it's just, exhausting. There's no pattern, though I'm sure Louie probably found like seven, and it's just, terrifying. I watched you climb out onto the wing of a plane hundreds of feet in the air while it's on the edge of toppling over, I watch the world teether on the edge of shattering, I watch Louie almost drying and Uncle Donald getting kidnapped, I watch myself getting used to kidnapping attempts like they're my Junior Woodchuck Guidebook, I watch everything crumble with the horrifying revelation that it's normal, that I'm used to it."
Dewey can't say anything, because he can't find anything to say. He's had those thoughts sometimes, staring out of the window at a blank, starless sky. Looking at the abyss that always seems to stare back. Looking at space and wondering about the cosmic demise of your own mother and wondering, how on earth were you supposed to keep up with it? And they hadn't been able to, had they? Louie was hurt, Huey was hurt, and everything was just so chaotic.
"I guess," Dewey begins tentatively, because it feels like he should say something, anything to fill in the wound that had been bleeding for so long. "When we were with Uncle Donald on the houseboat, it was all peace, you know? Like, the worst thing that would happen was that I'd set the houseboat on fire or Louie would would set it on fire because of a spider," he laughs weakly at his own words, the simpler days. "And now, it's like everything and anything ends up in a disaster, a clusterfuck of things that just go wrong that you wonder if bad luck is genetic, and you just want to breathe, not because there's not enough oxygen, but because there's not enough time to appreciate the things keeping you alive. And you just, you feel so old, you wonder if your joints are supposed to hurt, and if you're supposed to lean to one side to avoid the bruise that was formed by a plane crash, that you look at the scars from things you would have never thought to meet, and you wonder if you actually did die, instead of being husks of the people you once were."
The tears are flowing now, and he doesn't know why, doesn't know why he's crying and why the emotions rage inside him like they do, but it feels so good to let it out, to say it out in the open, instead of buckling it down with fear of destroying the only thing you have left. "And it's just, incidents are supposed to shape character, not chip them away. Stuff like this, they're supposed to bring people together, not make them so far away."
"Dewey," Huey mutters, and his brother's eyes are glossy, he can see his beak quivering, and it makes something burst in him.
"I just don't know what to do anymore," Dewey murmurs, and he rubs his eyes furiously. "Stupid tears." He rubs them until gentle hands pull his wrists away, and Huey stares at him for a minute before pulling him into a hug and Dewey buries his face into the crook of his brother's neck and wishes he was younger, when he was able to believe that nothing could hurt them, not when he was in Huey's arms. It breaks something inside of him, and he sobs harder.
"I'm sorry," he whispers, not sure what he's apologizing about but the words spilling out all the same. "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, too," Huey whispers, his hand steadily rubbing soothing circles on Dewey's back. "It's going to be be okay, you'll see."
They stand there, for god knows how long, but when Dewey pulls away there's a small smile on Huey's face, just like the fragile smile Louie had given him earlier that day, and the glass shards in his chest seem to join together a bit, just the smallest amount.
"We're the Duck Boys," Huey smiles at him, tender and loving. "Good or bad, we do it all together—you, Louie and me."
"No matter what?" Dewey can't help asking, the childish hope oozing off his voice like an overfilled smoothie.
"Until the end of time," Huey affirms, and there's something in his voice, something sure and secure, like Uncle Donald when he came back from a fired job or a bad day, so assuring that you couldn't help but believe it.
And after everything, after today and every other day the world decided to throw in the towel, Dewey lives for that piece of hope.
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The reader is sick and nick is there to help her. Fluff
Called In
(N21)
| Nick's POV |
"where's Y/n?" I asked Richard at the front desk "she called is sick" "really?" "yeah didn't sound very good" I nodded taking my phone out of my pocket.
N: you okay baby?
Mamas: yeah bub just a little sick
N: want to stay at my house?
N: i'll take care of you
Mamas: yeah sure you can be my care taker
I smiled "you look so dumb" Nate said wrapping his hands next to me "shut up!" I pushed his shoulder making him laugh. I been train through the day.
Mamas: I miss you
Mamas: I wish I was at work, I like watching you workout!
Mamas: I want you're cuddles
Mamas: did Nate steal my good blanket the other night?
Mamas: kick his ass for me! I want my blanket please
Mamas: I know he took it cause he was asking where I got it!
I laughed "did you take Y/n's blanket?" I asked Nate "maybe" he shrugged with a smirk "that's her favorite blanket" "what are you going to do about it Robert?" "really Donald?" I tackled him onto the mat.
I opened her door with my key "did you really have to come in?" I said to Nate who was behind me "she has those chips I really like"he said walking into the kitchen, I rolled my eye's before going down the hall to her room "hi bubba!" she smiled from under her blanket "hi mamas" I smiled and kissed her forehead "you're burning up my love" "I know but i'm cold" "you have a bag packed?" she nodded pointing to the corner of her room, I grabbed it "come on" "carry me" she smiled putting her arms out to me, I sighed picking her up "I love you" she said in my ear "love you too" I chuckled kissing her cheek.
"what do you need?" I asked on my side running my fingers through her hair "don't worry about it" she said looking up at me "soup?" "Soup." she smiled I leaned down to kiss her, her hand went over her mouth "you'll get sick" "I could take a few sick day to be here with you" "okay than I guess you can" she smiled up at me as I kissed her. "thanks baby you're the best" she coughed sitting up "water or soda?" "water please" I opened my mini fridge handing her a water "I have to fill out some papers for my fight" she nodded.
"i'm gonna take this to the kitchen really quick" she said holding her bowl, I looked up and nodded. "where is it Nathaniel?!" I hear Y/n say "i'm not giving it back" Nate laughed "just for the night? Please?" "Get out!" "thank you!" she came wrapped in her blanket I smiled to her, she climbed into my lap wrapping her arms around me I kissed her shoulder over again.
When I was done I stood up she was asleep in my arms, I laid her in the bed me getting in next to her she wrapped her arms around me. "here" I handed her a pill "thanks" she took it "do you have a hoodie I could wear?" she added I nodded grabbing her a TapOut hoodie "you're the best" she yawned making me smile.
"what do you want to watch?" I asked her "Boon dock saints" "oh my god you and that movie how many times have we watched that?" I chuckled she laughed "it's a good movie" she rasped I shook my head putting the DVD in. I laid next to her my arm around her "it's cold" she whispered, I pulled another blanket over her kissing her head.
I ran my fingers up and down her shoulder "i'm gonna tell Rich I can't train in the morning" I said "you don't have to do that baby i'll be okay" she looked up at me with tired eyes "I want to stay with you I don't mind" "okay" she smiled kissing my chest and put her hand under my shirt on my stomach. She ended up falling asleep for the night making me smiled and kiss her head "night mamas" I whispered "night nick" she whispered back.
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Blue List
Meta Knight (Kirby)
Kine (Kirby)
Gooey (Kirby)
Doc (Kirby)
Storo (Kirby)
Magolor (Kirby)
Francisca (Kirby)
Tony The Talking Clock (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Shrignold (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Lamp (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Boombox (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Gilbert The Globe (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Gel Guy (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Blue Guy (Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared)
Toy Bonnie The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
JJ (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Withered Bonnie The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Nightmare Bonnie The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Bon Bon The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Ballora (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Number One Crate (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Rockstar Bonnie The Bunny (Five Nights At Freddy’s)
Frisk (Undertale)
Blue Talking Tattletail (Tattletail)
The Runaway Kid (Little Nightmares)
Mugman (Cuphead)
Oswald The Lucky Rabbit (Epic Mickey/Disney)
Donald Duck (Disney)
Jay Jake and Jim (Angry Birds)
Luca (Angry Birds)
Willow (Angry Birds)
Tony (Angry Birds)
Ice Bird (Angry Birds)
Globox (Rayman)
Aurora (Rayman)
Annetta Fish (Rayman)
Helena Handbasket (Rayman)
Squidward Tentacles (SpongeBob SquarePants)
Karen Plankton (SpongeBob SquarePants)
Classic Sonic The Hedgehog (Sonic The Hedgehog)
Heavy Gunner (Sonic The Hedgehog)
Classic Metal Sonic The Hedgehog (Sonic The Hedgehog)
Inky (Pacman)
Louie (Pikmin)
Alph (Pikmin)
Blue Pikmin (Pikmin)
Ice Pikmin (Pikmin)
Huggy Wuggy (Poppy Playtime)
Candy Cat (Poppy Playtime)
Blue Mini Huggie (Poppy Playtime)
PJ Pug-A-Pillar (Poppy Playtime)
Daddy Long Legs (Poppy Playtime)
Bubba Bubbaphant (Poppy Playtime)
CraftyCorn (Poppy Playtime)
Blue Crewmate (Among Us)
Cyan Crewmate (Among Us)
Boyfriend (Friday Night Funkin)
Niko (Oneshot)
Lumpy (Happy Tree Friends)
Petunia (Happy Tree Friends)
Sniffles (Happy Tree Friends)
Russell (Happy Tree Friends)
Splendid (Happy Tree Friends)
Private Second Class Tamama Nitohei (Keroro Gunso)
Lance Corporal Dororo Heicho (Keroro Gunso)
Senior Private Taruru Joutouhei (Keroro Gunso)
Maroshi (Hanazuki Full Of Treasures)
Light Blue Hemka (Hanazuki Full Of Treasures)
Blue Hemka (Hanazuki Full Of Treasures)
Konata Izumi (Lucky Star)
Hikage Miyakawa (Lucky Star)
Kanata Izumi (Lucky Star)
Sojiro Izumi (Lucky Star)
Mio Naganohara (Nichijou)
Teardrop (Battle For Dream Island)
Pen (Battle For Dream Island)
Ice Cube (Battle For Dream Island)
Bubble (Battle For Dream Island)
Bracelety (Battle For Dream Island)
Clock (Battle For Dream Island)
Fanny (Battle For Dream Island)
Foldy (Battle For Dream Island)
Liy (Battle For Dream Island)
Profily (Battle For Dream Island)
Winner (Battle For Dream Island)
Shopping Cart (Battle For Dream Island)
Snare Drum (Battle For Dream Island)
One (Battle For Dream Island)
Four (Battle For Dream Island)
Six (Battle For Dream Island)
Gumball Watterson (The Amazing World Of Gumball)
Bon The Rabbit (The Walten Files)
Sophie Walten (The Walten Files)
CyberTelly (The Walten Files)
Sofia The Singing Marionette/Macy Greywhinder (Harmony And Horror)
Stitchbuddy/Banzo (Harmony And Horror)
Spooky (Spooky’s Jumpscare Mansion)
Candy The Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Old Candy The Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
New Candy The Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Withered New Candy The Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Origami Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Lollipop (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Forgotten Candy The Cat (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Mini Candies (Five Nights At Candy’s)
Ruby Gillman (Ruby Gillman Teenage Kraken)
Raggedy Ann (Raggedy Ann And Raggedy Andy A Musical Adventure)
Raggedy Andy (Raggedy Ann And Raggedy Andy A Musical Adventure)
Martha Mildenhall (The Amazing Digital Circus)
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The Woodchuck Way.
(Took a break from Samurai Quack to at least start this, and an excuse to show my ducktales oc!!!)
(Huey Pov)
I was sprawled on the couch, my red t-shirt all gross and disgusting from it being a hand-me-down, I hated being a triplet.
But clearly, that didn't matter to my hyperactive brother Dewey, who was already begging me to make him breakfast. Uncle Donald wasn't home. He was on his port missions. This one had him taking down a cult? I didn't question it, though.
"Pleeeease, can't you at least make me some Porn Pops or at least some Boob O's?" Before I could speak, he began rambling about different erotic cereals, some that had vibrators as prizes.
"Fine, I'll make you some. But why on earth would they target this cereal for kids?" I asked as Louie lazily walked downstairs as he turned on the TV, to some 'Saturday Morning Cartoons', but in reality, it was a drama series of murders and femme fatales
I sighed, taking out some Busty Puffs from the cabinet, and poured them into a bowl.
Until I saw the back, it was an advertisement for the Junior Woodchucks?!
"You guys won't believe this!" I excitedly exclaimed, blocking both of my brothers' view of the television.
"You're adopted?" Louie said casually, but I ignored him, "No, I just got invited to be part of the Junior Woodchucks!" I said.
Dewey pretended to be excited, "No way, the box only cares about you, and not the space camp I wanted to go to since I was 5, I was five, may I remind you!"
I sighed, knowing about the Castellean Space Camp, Dewey wanted to go to, to search for our mother.
As Uncle Donald came home early, I excitedly told him the news, "And, they even have canoeing!" I said, as he sighed smoking a pipe. "That's wonderful, but is that really what you wanna do all summer?" He asked, motioning to his gross-out houseboat.
"I'm not cleaning that!" The three of us shouted together, as Uncle Donald chuckled, "Ok, ok, but Huey can't be the only one, doing something for the summer, you two can't sit around forever." He said as Louie groaned.
Later that day, I was in uniform, excitedly bouncing in my car seat as Dewey was buried in comic books, while Louie was trying to convince Uncle Donald that doing nothing was recommended by a professional doctor.
I saw the big brown arch up the driveway and excitedly squealed. This was it!
"Now, promise me you'll behave. There will be a pickup line each day, so try to spot my mini van, kay?" He said as I nodded in my little world of reading.
"Yeah, uh-huh...." I said dismissively as I walked to where the other campers were as the care drove off.
There were many newbies like me, all crowded together, chatting about how excited they were.
The camp list was behind them
Camp Novice List;
Violet Sabrewing
Isabella Finch
Doofus Drake
Cornelius C. Spoon
Forkington A. Sliverworth
Macintosh (Mac) Appleton
Casey Robinson
Huey Duck
Charlie Beatlea
April O'Neil
Camp Counselor List:
Mugman
Marie
Umi
Axel
Pacifica
Launchpad McQuack
Wakko
Yakko
Dot
I finished reading as a group of boys were immediately getting a crowd of newbies, I slipped in through the crowd and found a merboy (in human form) with his friends showing some of their treasures.
As they finished, I noticed one of their badges, was that a satanic symbol?
I shrugged it off, watching my childhood friend Violet, writing about how fascinating this was.
"This is so beautiful, Mr. Pacifica, how'd you do it?" Violet Sabrewing, a top A+ student who, along with other refugees, escaped Duckburg during the Marine War.
"Please, just call me Pacifica. I ain't to chill about that. " He said, his piercing glowing. He was a lanky 17 year old, with beach blonde hair, that was damp and curly. He was wearing sunglasses and a shark tooth necklace. His eyes were blue-green, while his white pupils were shaped like waves. He was naked except for some tan cargo shorts and sandals.
He then began to announce the rest of his friends, "Alright, Bros and Betty's, lemme introduce you to some of my camp co-workers..." He said, ignoring Cornelius hand.
"Excuse me, but I asked you a question?" Cornelius snapped, not noticing another counselor, shooting a syringe into his back.
"You bros don't wanna be like Barney over their little dudes and dudettes, Kay?" He said as we all nodded.
"Rules..... Ugh, I told her I don't wanna review this, but fine, Rule One, always expect the unexpected, kay? and
Rule Two, all Junior Woodchucks must be open to the unknown in their quest for the truth?" He said, crumbling the rules paper.
"Alright'o, so we'll do some real activities tomorrow, for now let's meet our staff..." He said, motioning to his friends.
From a punk with skating skills, a hippie, or a mall bimbo, these camp counselors were something.
"And now, Miss Scarlet, the sister of Isabella Finch, has a few words to say."
Miss Scarlet, a Robin, unlike her who was a finch and explorer, was a very rich household executive of the Junior Woodchucks Foundation.
She was a very exclusive woman.
"Greetings, Woodchucks, my name is Scarlet, I'm am the sister of the explorer and founder of the Junior Woodchucks." She said, turning to the five boys beside her.
"I don't have much to discuss with you all until tomorrow. Mugman, can you watch them while I talk to the others?" She said as Mugman nodded.
Mugman was a skinny 16 year old, with blue highlights in his blonde foam hair.
His eyes were very detailed, a blue and gold color, he had a small blue nose and nose piercings lining it, he wore a crop top, daisy dukes, and white high tops, with goggles on. He almost looked like something out of Disney Channel.
He walked around, his grin getting slightly dark as he watched them leave.
"Ok, campers. Why don't we play a game?" He said, quickly pulling out a toolbox filed with weapons.
"First camper to make a direct hit on me wins!" He said, his eyes gleaming at all the worried looks on their faces.
As he handed each of us a weapon, I looked at Wakko, a fellow camp counselor, who was bewildered by the fact he had a gun.
"Are you sure, dude, this is seeming kinda tight? Just hang loose, man..." he said, trying not to sound so scared.
"Alright, you b*tch, you can go first then..." Mugman said, sitting on the stump, not even protecting himself.
"Kay, I can do that, Bro." He said, trying his best not to hurt him, Mugman rolled his eyes, grabbing the gun and shooting at his head. He was healthy regardless, not a scratch.
"Are you in a cult?" Forkington asked, pointing to his badge. Something must have stirred in Mugman because he brawled Forkington, splitting him open as Forkington's organs squirted out fresh blood all over the grass, drying once it hit the pavement
Forkington's eyes were blood-shot and melted, his mouth slightly open. As you could see his esophagus, by the way, he opened his mouth.
Soon, he was lashing out on other campers. Most were injured, and few died on the scene, I was lucky that I got away, but I had a huge tear in my bill.
The nurse's office was closed, but I could see the pick-up line, I immediately ran to my car, watching Uncle Donald, whip his head around as he saw me breathe heavily.
"Did you have fun o-" he stopped mid-thought as Mugman was on the roof of another campers car, while the four others were destroying the parking lot. Was that a summoning circle?!
Uncle Donald didn't bother to finish his thought as he sped away, as Pacifica jumped onto the roof of our car. Louie and my brother Dewey and I screamed, and his laser gun was putting a hole in our car.
Dot who was swinging from tree to tree using a grappling hook was trying to stop them.
"Like, literally Pacifica, the f*cks, your deal?!" She said, tackling him on the floor. More of his little group showed up. I panicked, I noticed he dropped his Junior Woodchucks Guidebook, and I stole it, I gasped. They were a group of criminals who were anti-heros in the Marine War, each of whom destroyed, manipulated, and started extreme war crimes.
"How about you and your plastic ass move it or lose it!" He barked, grabbing a tranquility gun.
He began shooting it. As I passed out, I as I woke, I was in a summoning circle, I gulped.
"Please, Dot, call us Pacific Rim...."
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(My OCs are Pacific Rim and Scarlet Robinson, along with Cornelius C. Spoon. I had a blast making this)
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Chapter 1 - Joining the circus
Chapter 2 - Freaks
Chapter 3 - Help you
Chapter 4 - Him
Chapter 5 - Red
Chapter 6 - Kansas City
Chapter 7 - The blind fortune teller
Chapter 8 - The blind fortune teller - Part 2
Chapter 9 - A mistake
Chapter 10 - Waking up again
Chapter 11 - shifting
Chapter 12 - could I?
Out of the woods - OUAT Peter Pan
Introduction/Book cover
Chapter 1 - Escape
Stripes - Jerome Valeska FanFiction
Introduction/book poster
Chapter 1 - intrigued
Chapter 2 - Ginger
Chapter 3 - Curiosity
Mini Valeska - Jerome Valeska Fanfic
Introduction/book poster
Chapter 1 - Jacie
The last daughter of Krypton - General Zod Fanfic
Introduction/book poster
Chapter 1 - A loss
The unknown Falcone - Victor Zsasz FanFic
Introduction/book poster
Something to Live for - Godric - Trueblood
Coming soon!
Survivor - Troy Otto
Coming soon!
Seeing through a strangers eyes - Patrick Hockstetter
Chapter 1 - Where there is death there is rebirth
Goddess - Morpheus - The Sandman
Coming Soon!
Handler - Donald Pierce
Introduction/Book cover
Chapter 1 - A04
Chapter 2 - Volatile
Chapter 3 -
A Hybrid Mate - Klaus Mikaelson
Introduction/Book cover
Chapter 1 - Why Me!
The Monsters We Are - Victor Creed
Introduction/Book cover
A Knighted Warrior - Kylo Ren
Introduction/Book Cover
Part I
Outside world - Ledger Joker FanFic
Introduction/book cover
Chapter 1 - 'Station'
Imagines
Sweet dreams - Jerome Valeska
Edits
The outsiders
Wonder woman - Kings and queens x sweet but psycho (edited audio) by FOUR BITS
Ajax (Deadpool) - Often (Kygo Remix) by The Weekend, Kygo
Jerome Valeska - WTF by HUGEL, Amber Van Day
Jerome Valeska - AIK Hockey intro by ALK 1891
Jerome Valeska - underground by Neoni
Jerome Valeska - mutiny by Neoni
Jerome Valeska - I'm good (blue) by David Guetta by Bebe Rexha
Jerome Valeska - Happier by Ed Sheeran
Jerome Valeska - Vendetta
Jerome Valeska - Bad guy by Billie Eilish
Vasleska Twins - Bad guy by Billie Eilish
Jeremiah Valeska - Bad guy by Billie Eilish
Victor Zsasz - Oblivion
Funny Gotham Villians edit
Peter Pan - make you the one by XO-IQ
Peter Pan - Born for this by The Score
Peter Pan and Y/N - Dark horse by Katy Perry
Peter Pan and Y/N - Ignite by Alan Walker
True Blood - Godric - Again by Noah Cyrus
Avengers Edit - Centuries x heathens made by @Xichuaudios
Zod Edit - Believer by Imagine Dragons
Wonder Woman - Kings and Queens by Ava Max
#gotham victor zsasz#gotham fox#jim gordan#oswald copplepot#jeremiah velaska#jerome valeska#ouat peter pan#godric#eric northman#trueblood#the outsiders#wattpad#capcut#gotham fanfic#ouat fanfiction#fanfiction#dc#the avengers#mcu#marvel mcu#avengers endgame#general zod#wonderwomanedit#star wars fanfiction#starwars#kylo ren#general hux#the last jedi#the dark knight#batman
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10 Things That Somehow Didn’t Suck This Year (with a horror films sub-list).
2022 has been an unbelievably surreal and disparate year for me. On one hand, I achieved three long-running goals, visiting Barcelona, becoming a home-owner, and going on a mini-tour with my band. On the other hand, I was plagued by some of the worst periods of depression of my life and endured at least two solid months of virtually nonstop distress in which things got better for a little bit before going really hard on the mental strife.
Due to so much weirdness going on, I didn’t listen to much music this year and I feel pretty ashamed about that (if you’re a friend and you released music this year, I intend on listening to it very soon, I swear). I’m also a little put off by critical writing in general right now but I still wanted to do some sort of year-end ranking for tradition’s sake. So here’s 10...entertainments? I appreciated this year - whether TV shows, movies, or going to gigs, even though there were a lot of those I unfortunately missed as well. Also throwing in a sub-list of favorite horror films, as those are one of the few things I can focus on even when things are completely haywire elsewhere.
*Atlanta: I really don’t consider a lot of art truly *perfect* but the Atlanta series finale -- and the entire 41-episode show, really -- absolutely was. Out of anyone in my generation, Donald Glover is far and away the *~creative~* I’m most in awe of, most of all for this singular and very special show. I’ll forever be grateful for the intelligence behind Atlanta (I really can’t think of a show James and I have discussed more), it’s unpredictability and the insane level of talent that could be found in its ridiculously stellar cast and crew. I loved everything about every minute of it, but my secret favorite episode was the one where Van has an identity crisis in Paris and Alexander Skarsgard cameos as a cross between an exaggerated version of himself and Armie Hammer. Utterly surreal, totally hilarious, and unquestionably brilliant.
*“Punk Rock Loser” by Viagra Boys: I didn’t totally love Viagra Boys’ 2022 release Cave World but it still somehow became the album I listened to most this year, and “Punk Rock Loser” had no contest in terms of being my most listened to song. The band excels at songs about decidedly unsavory dudes, so “Punk Rock Loser” isn’t entirely new territory but it is catchy and weirdly groovy in its own little way. Plus, the music video is an instant classic, right down to the Adidas western shirt and completely silly synchronized dance routine.
*The Rehearsal: This one is a bit of a cheat because I just watched the whole series in like three days so it’s at the forefront of my mind. But something tells me even if I had watched it three months ago I’d still be fucking reeling from it. Like, my sense of perception has been irrevocably scrambled. I need to sit in a dark room and question every interaction I’ve ever had with another human up to this point. I related to this show more than I’d like to admit and also found myself weirdly moved by it at times. Also, massive respect to Fielder for getting HBO to pay for, well, the entire thing, but especially the replica of the Alligator Lounge (although we all know Nate’s Lizard Lounge is really where it’s at).
*Playing a show with The Veldt: We started working on new music this year so we didn’t play many shows, but we still had a fair amount of success on that front and played our first-ever gigs in the midwest (including a sold out show in Chicago). But being asked to play with criminally underrated shoegazers The Veldt was truly a high water mark (on what was unfortunately a very watery evening in Brooklyn). Had gone to see The Veldt in Philly a month prior to sharing a bill with them, and was wowed by Daniel Chavis’ stage presence and vocal delivery both times around, a pretty powerful counter to the head down aloofness that genre designation typically suggests. Totally cool and lovely guys to boot.
*Warren Ellis - Nina Simone’s Gum: See my previous post, but in short, this book is mesmerizing. What I assumed would be a fairly straightforward rock memoir instead was a loving tribute to Ellis’ idols, providing a lot of insight into collecting and the power we imbue certain objects with and why. Absolutely solidified my opinion that Ellis is one of the most beautiful souls (I mean, he started a sanctuary for wildlife with special needs for god’s sake!)
*Aldous Harding at Union Transfer: Pretty much the only new music I listened to this year was the aforementioned Viagra Boys, Fontaines DC and Aldous Harding, and I was fortunate enough to see two out of three of these artists live in 2022 (Viagra Boys, maybe next year). Aldous Harding had been at the top of my gig-going wishlist pre-pandemic, so I feel especially grateful that seeing her became a reality this year. It often feels a bit weak to say “OMG I went to see (x) and they sounded just like the album,” but in Aldous’ case, this is kind of an extraordinary compliment, seeing as she sings as about a dozen different characters on her new record, sometimes flipping back and forth over several different vocal styles in a single song. Add to this Harding’s obscure yet very purposeful stage presence and that equals me being enraptured for 90 minutes straight. Had an excellent time pre-gaming at the awesome go-go cocktail bar The Trestle Inn beforehand as well.
*Intermission: My 10 (actually 11) Favorite Horror Films of 2022
Yeah yeah yeah. Everyone has said it, it’s been a great year for horror. It’s always been my favorite genre and I’ve embraced it even harder since the pandemic for whatever reason. So, just like everyone else is doing, here are my 10 favorites that I’ve seen this year. I didn’t see everything, but I’ve seen enough to have some authority on what was good, maybe...
1) Pearl - Mia Goth’s unblinking stare over the end credits = haven’t been as frightened by a face since Laura Dern running toward the camera in INLAND EMPIRE. Deserves all its accolades and then some.
2) The Menu - The cast, the setting, the dialogue, Colin Stetson’s score: everything about this was a horrible delight from start to finish. Watching Ralph Fiennes and Anya Taylor-Joy act together was thoroughly electrifying and I will never get Fiennes lobbing the insult “you donkey” at some rich asshole out of my head.
3) Smile - I saw the trailer for this a zillion times and thought it honestly looked hilariously stupid. Zero expectations and threw me for a complete loop. Still didn’t find it that scary but it was fun as hell and the sound design was excellent. Also, I’m sorry to say I had no idea who (PA native!) Kyle Gallner was until this year but loved him in both this and Dinner in America.
4) Men / Resurrection - Resurrection walked so Men could run, I guess. Overall, I preferred the former just because I honestly couldn’t believe my eyes for the last 20 minutes and I appreciated its mash-up of folk horror / home invasion / psychological horror / cosmic horror / body horror to the max. Resurrection had Rebecca Hall giving the most insane monologue of the year and my forever crush Tim Roth being a gaslighting sleaze-hound, and those are two things I will never shrug at.
5) What Josiah Saw - If you ever longed for a southern gothic version of Fire Walk With Me, then head over to Shudder and take this fucked up baby for a ride immediately. Had a scene, totally free of violence or gore, that made me want to squirm right out of my skin. Robert Patrick FTW and was nice(?) to see Nick Stahl again too.
6) Watcher - Great Hitchcockian throwback with great performances by Maika Monroe and Burn Gorman and some beautiful shots of Bucharest. Tense enough that I was nervous going into the bathroom by myself when it was over.
7) We’re All Going to the World’s Fair - To be honest, I didn’t love this when I was watching it, but jeez did it stick with me. Months after and I still feel a great sense of discomfort whenever I think about it. Not for everyone, but will thoroughly creep you out and fill you with a sense of crushing loneliness, if you’re down for that kind of thing.
8) Something in the Dirt - Pretty much will be open to anything Moorhead and Benson do just because I find their grassroots approach to cosmic horror and world-building really inspiring. Their latest threw about a million different interests of mine into a pot so I found Something in the Dirt especially delicious. Some really low-key funny moments and I’m still trying to piece it all together but I’m so so happy these guys are out there challenging us and doing it all in such a home-spun way.
9) Barbarian - Almost didn’t add this because the hype really got to me, but, I know -- that first half was super tense and Justin Long gave his all as perhaps the douchiest character of the year.
10) Nope - Really wasn’t a fan of US but this was quite a return to form. Loved the set pieces and the unique take on alien design. The spoken word “Purple People Eater” bit was pretty ridiculous but I laughed all the same. The blood house was marvelous, though.
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*“Turn Off Your Brain and Yell” by Suede: I often get anxious whenever a long-running band or artist I love releases something new, even when it’s a band I love as much as Suede, and was honestly not expecting much from their 9th release Autofiction, as it was being touted as more stripped down and less high concept and dramatic. The record is just fine but live the songs are phenomenal, particularly the fittingly cathartic “Turn Off Your Brain and Yell.” The Autofiction closer served as the band’s opener at their headlining show at Philadelphia’s The Met and it was like an emotional wildfire had just ignited. I’m certain every single neck hair of every person in that venue was standing on end from this song onward. Simply put, it fucking slammed. Anyway, this Suede / Manics US tour seemed like the ultimate dream to me on paper but unfortunately turned out a little bittersweet, but at least I can say for probably the only time ever that Michelle Obama possibly had a hand in preventing me from going backstage like I was supposed to (long story!).
*The Bear: Didn’t think this could possibly live up to its hype, but really what a touching, funny, intense and lovingly made show. Jeremy Allen White, he seems a little like a himbo, but was completely captivated and moved by his portrayal of the emotionally complex and overwhelmed Carmy. Loved when Richie did or said pretty much anything and the (I cringe at the term) *~needle drops~* were spectacular. Ready to drink down a second season like Xanax-laced ecto-cooler.
*Kendrick Lamar performing “Savior” at Glastonbury : I feel a bit of a faker listing this as I haven’t watched Kendrick’s Glastonbury 2022 performance in full yet (doing that over the weekend, hopefully), and I’ve only listened to Mr. Morale and the Big Steppers once. I have, however, been returning to this video over and over for months now and I love everything about it -- the lighting, minimalist stage set up -- in such stark contrast to an event as overblown as the Glastonbury festival -- the dancers, and of course the fake blood and glittery crown of thorns. Most of all, I love that the message takes precedence, as it should be but so rarely is these days. So, thank you Kendrick and all the preceding makers on this list for saying or doing something meaningful in a year that frequently felt meaningless.
#year in review#horror#atlanta#the rehearsal#warren ellis#aldous harding#suede#the bear#the veldt#viagra boys#kendrick lamar
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Plushies: A Donnie x Jamie Fanfic
Little fic for @jammyjams1910
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"Well, this is my room, puddin'." Jamie said. Their partner, Donald, was visting their flat for the first time and Jamie was giving him the tour. "It's nice an' cozy. Jus' your style, love." Donald said, taking in all the sights the room had to offer.
Something on a shelf caught Donald's eye. It was a plush of some kind. Jamie noticed where Donald's gaze was and panicked. "Let's go get some tea, yea?" they said, trying to steer Donald's attention elsewhere. "No need to be embarrassed, sweetheart. I jus' wanna see what it is." Donald said, taking one long stride to reach the shelf. Jamie cursed themself for being into an extremely tall man. "T'is......is a plush o' me?!" Jamie sighed, prepared for Donald to flip out. The plush in question was a hand made plush of Donald, with a cheeky smile, button eyes, and a Dr. Pepper bottle cap for a hat. Donald smiled. "T'is is bloody adorable!" Jamie stared. Donald was okay with them have a plush of him?!
A couple weeks later, Jamie was visting Donald at the Sutton home. "I'll call you two when dinner is done. Have fun in the meantime!" Donald's adoptive father, Alex, said, closing the door to Donald's room. "So'ry luv, he can be a bit strange som'times." Donald said. "An'ways, I got som't'ing ta show ya." Donald got up from the bed and walked over to the shelf in his room. "Ta-Da! Meet Mini-Jamie!" It was a sculpture of Jamie wearing their Monokuma hoodie. "You-" "I was bored one day, so I ended up makin' this." Donald blushed as Jamie stared at the miniature version of them.
"Awww, Puddin'! This is so cute!"
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#ttte donald#ttte#family of enchantment au#ttte human au#ttte humanisation#ttte jamie💛#🇬🇧UnionKilt🏴
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Stories from mini-hell III
This one is definitely my favorite. I've talked about my cousin and if my memory serves me correctly, I've also talked a bit about how she discovered the fic, it's a funny and tragic story. You're going to enjoy getting to know her and I'll get a few laughs out of it.
The story occurred in early August 2021. I'm sure it was the first or second of that month.
I was on vacation with my family and this time we had the opportunity to take my youngest cousin from my father's family.... My dear cousin Abraham.
On that vacation I got 440 pesos thanks to him, about 200 pesos because we did an exchange of places (since we both wanted to be at the window but I won the place) and with that I bought a Donald Duck keychain and some pens, nothing interesting, but the great thing was how I got the other 240 pesos.
We had just come back from having some tacos al pastor for dinner, but as soon as I got home I felt like going to the bathroom so I didn't waste much time and went in.
Meanwhile, my cousin had been left alone with a table and a notebook on one side, the entire contents of the notebook being protected by a single blank sheet of paper while a big fat notebook full of contents tantalized him. Abraham being himself, he couldn't hold his curiosity and the desire to cause chaos, he picked it up and opened it.
I meanwhile went about my business very calm and confident until a big question came through the door that barely let noise in and out....
"Rebecca! Is Arceus male or female?".
At that moment I knew what was going on, I came out as fast as I could from the bathroom, washed my hands and I could tell I almost came out like in the cartoons, with a piece or roll of paper on one of my feet.
I took the notebook to the trip to reread it in case it was necessary while I also did volume 2, but I never wanted Abraham to discover it, on the contrary I tried to take care of it as much as I could and he had not noticed it for a long time even when I illustrated it in his house when I went to visit him, more than hiding it because I was afraid of him it was because of what he could do by having such valuable information of my creation.
But Abraham always discovers my secrets sooner or later and there he was, with the notebook in his hands and very surprised by what his eyes were seeing. I automatically snatched the notebook from his hands and told him to leave it alone.
It wasn't a fight, it was more like a chase in which I wanted to take as much as I could while he insisted that I had genuinely caught his attention, but I didn't want to and basically we were like that:
In the end he even got my parents in the middle as they were asking why we were making so much noise as I was screaming in fear and hysteria and he was calling my mom, my evil cousin replied that he wanted to pay to read a comic book, but I didn't want to show it to him. Even my parents (obviously not knowing the context) insisted for the money and Abraham put me against the wall.
I went into our room and talked to him (taking advantage of the fact that the doors were almost silent). Abraham and I talked and I really didn't have many options, I was between accepting his money and peacefully let him read the comic or resist until he accused me with my parents, because we are both fully aware that they would be very angry with me for drawing and writing something Yaoi themed and for the +18 content.
In the end I agreed, he paid me 240 pesos (because it was the last thing he had) and at 11 or 12 at night he started reading all of volume 1 and the little he had of volume 2.
We both stayed awake until 3 or 4 AM. The tension and silence in the room was strong, as there was no good Internet, I had to distract myself with something else, in this case I started reading the first book of the Harry Potter saga.
We were both focused on what we were reading, the only thing alive in that environment were the fans and the heat. Abraham's expressions went from a cultured reader to a big comic book fan, but there was something he said while reading that I will never forget.
While I was at the part where Harry plays quiddich, Abraham was reading what would come to be the equivalent of chapter 6 of the written version. I just when I got to the part where Harry takes the snich out of his mouth and the whole audience is surprised, just at that moment my was in one of the parts of the comic that he likes the most and because of the emotion of the moment he said
"What a passionate kiss"...
Yes... Abraham said that... And I can say that hearing that right in that part of my book made me feel the same awe that the audience felt when they saw Harry win.At that moment I wanted the earth to swallow me.
And he didn't say it to annoy me, he genuinely liked that!
I just laughed after reasoning what I had just heard, we chatted for a while and went on with our business. Abraham doesn't like to read, so not being used to it, he took his time reading because he didn't want to be completely guided only by the images, but in spite of that I could see how little by little his face went from interest, emotion to worry and suffering. Abraham felt the drama little by little, it hurt him a lot in a chapter where the tension is strong and it also hurt him in his heart the betrayal; to bother him when I was getting to the part of the betrayal I left the room and calculated the considerable time to return and I entered the room again with the sad music of the end of five nights ay Freddy's 3.
Abraham suffered a lot for making a happy chapter to tense, separating the couple in such a cruel way and much later when he read volume 2 when it was already complete he hated me for making Arceus a repulsive character. But above all at that moment he reproached me for having separated Damos and Arceus, basically I had reached the worst part of any soap opera, that is when the writers make life impossible for the main characters and separate them.
We were literally like this:
Translation:
Cartman/ Abraham:It's not fair! They were so happy together! They belonged to each other
Buthers/Star blue:Everything will be fine, they will find love elsewhere
Cartman/ Abraham: Of course not! It will not!. Fuck you Buthers/Rebecca, asshole!
Poor thing, she was so sad that she almost threw the notebook in my face, she wanted to but didn't because it was more her sadness than her frustration against me. Also when she finished reading she talked a lot about how great Marcus was and in fact I forgot to mention that she loved his appearances, she was thrilled and even made him laugh with the expressions I drew him and the situations he got into, plus she fell in love with his personality and charisma.It's one of the few things of my authorship that my cousin had to admit that he liked and even loved it.
It's difficult since my cousin will hardly qualify as "passable" something good of my authorship and even more if it's a Yaoi type story, so seeing how he loved, cried and beats his chest for the story and his favorite character to date is an achievement for me and his opinion is still valid to date, plus thanks to him I won 240 pesos >:).
This is without a doubt my favorite experience, because of how spontaneous, funny and tragic everything was.In fact, my cousin wanted to forcefully change the fate of the betrayal and he wanted to pay me a good amount of money to color and add backgrounds to the comic.You might think it would be easy but the comic books are simple and can barely handle all the manipulation I do with the drawings and his pens and whiteoutSo what Abraham wanted would pretty much destroy the notebook and she wasn't willing to change the betrayal part or make an alternate side for just one person, she was too busy and I could barely handle the production of the main comic on its own and I didn't want to get behind with Volume 2, so I ultimately turned it down.
I was also threatened for about two months after he betrayed me, but in the end I think he got bored of having me afraid and in the end he ended up getting bored of it and I Well, I already have all my emergency plans in case a screw comes loose and it's gossipy with my mom xD.
This is my favorite anecdote and I definitely had to tell it as part of the anniversary. It is the one that made me feel the most emotions.
#fanfic#fanfiction#pokemon fanfiction#fanfic aniversary#second aniversary#2nd anniversary#aniversario#stories from mini-hell
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Easy Company Preference: going on a Road Trip
Background: Easy Company is going on a road trip across America in a small bus, so put up your seat belt because it is going to be a wild ride.
Also, I wanna thank @oddbunny for giving me this idea <3
– Carwood Lipton - Lip is being the mother as always. He was the one who mainly organized everything and made sure everyone was okay. He helped Speirs with directions because he is the only one who can read the map. Finds serenity in camping. Tries to get a discount in every store. Gets stressed if the trip doens't go as he planned. As always, he is giving the food to the boys.
“15, 16, 17… Someone is missing! Speirs, someone is mis- forget it, I found Perconte.”
– Ronald Speirs - He is the most quiet during the trip since he is the driver. When Lip or Winters are sleeping, he and Nixon take the bad cop role and keep the boys quiet. Drinks to much coffee. Doens't trust or speak with anyone outside the bus. He will reach Lip with his arm and stay with his hand open for him to give him snacks while he keeps an eye on the road.
"George, shut the fuck up, or I swear I'll pull over and leave you by the road."
– Dick Winters - This man is just trying to take a break and enjoy the trip but he still gets stressed because of the rest of the guys. He is just worried that something might happen. He is sitting behind the driver's seat by the window with Nix by his side. Wants to stop the bus in every meadow. Winters likes to keep the window open to smell the fresh hair and look through the window to see the view.
– Lewis Nixon - He’s just happy to get out of the routine but slightly dying inside because he misses the city. He is Malarkey’s and Muck’s prank victim because he sleeps most of the time. At some point he awoke with his mouth full of chips and with a drawing of a penis in his forehead. Winters didn’t say a word. He feeds every dog along the road. Oh, and of course he always has a mini bottle of alcohol with him.
“I have to keep myself hydrated.”
– Joe Liebgott - He is that mf who wants to take shortcuts to get to his destination faster. Every time they step in a gas station he buys a comic book. He asks stupid questions about where they are to Webster, and then get’s mad if he doesn’t have an answer. He is too proud to ask people for directions. When Lip falls asleep he and Luz fight over the map.
“You are supposed to follow the red line, that’s the road.”
“No shit, but there's a million of those.” Luz replied.
– Bill Guarnere - He can’t stand in the same place for too long. Bill is that person who is always walking back and forward in the bus. He goes to make random small talk with Speirs and then gets back to his seat. They find him telling histories to strangers every 5 minutes. Him and Toye buy a lot of food.
“Guys, why don’t we go to Vegas?”
– George Luz - He is the radio. As always he is the one who keeps the guys in a good mood and never lets boredom get over them. He stays in the back of the bus playing cards with some of the guys. My boy makes friends everywhere they go and talks with every weird stranger. Unlike Lieb, he is the one who asks people for directions after they get lost because Lieb insists on making a shortcut.
– Joe Toye - He protects the guys. I feel like he would get a little paranoid of anyone getting killed or mugged by a weirdo. He always calls Bill to look through the window when he sees something cool. He loves hiking and bonfires. Shhh, he fell asleep on Bill's shoulder, and Bill got pissed off because he couldn't move anymore. Also, he stops Bill from throwing hands with racist middle aged white men in the gas station.
– Donald Malarkey - He insists on stopping for every activity and is the official snack provider. He takes pictures of everything and is the most polite with strangers. Him and Muck are the pranksters of course. Every time he sees a pretty girl in the street he imagines his whole life with her for a second and then moves on with his life. He buys presents for everyone and for his family from the souvenir shop.
“I know we are all on the trip, but the presents It’s to remember that we were all here together.”
– Warren “Skip” Muck - He buys the weirdest things from every souvenir shop and by the end of the trip he has a shirt and a hat from every state. He takes pictures with everyone, principally with weirdos. Skip is the best at coming up with games to play on the bus. He counts every red car that he sees, and he has this singing game where he starts the lyrics and another guy has to complete it. Luz rocks that game.
“Let’s do it again next year.”
– Darrel “Shifty” Powers - He is so excited, because he loves nature so much. He is that person who wants to stop the bus every time he sees a pretty place. When they stop in towns the old ladies like him so much. He is the best at camping. Malark had a breakdown because of a bee in the bus, so he stopped Bill from killing her and saved the bee. He wants to keep every foster animal he finds along the road but Winters refuses.
“But sir, I will be responsible, I promise.”
"It's not that I don't trust you, is because we already have Luz and Muck." Winters replied.
– David Webster - He is the Tour Guide. Teaches everyone random facts from every place they are. When they stop in towns, instead of going to the bathroom he looks for a bookstore. He acts like he is the mysterious main character in a foreighn country. He writes and reads when he is on the bus and then gets sick.
“Dear Diary, my trip hasn’t gone exactly as planned, and that’s ok but I’m going to jump out of the window because of Lieb.”
Babe Heffron - My poor boy always gets sick on the bus. He is always with a bag in his hands just in case. He is that person who is always asking: “Are we there yet?” I feel like he forgot almost everything: Pajamas, toothpaste, underwear… etc. But he didn’t forget his neck pillow. He wants to eat a lot but Gene doesn't let him because he will get more sick.
“Luz, can you change the music? I don’t like that one.”
– Eugene Roe - He was the one who brought the camera. He always has his First Aid Kit with him, and a lot of bags in case someone gets sick.
“Heffron, just lay down and stop eating too much and you won’t be sick.”
Secretly buys candies in the store. He will pick plants and flowers to make herbal remedies. This man has an existential crisis out of nowhere when encountered with a pretty view. Winters asks him to look over the guys in case they get too drunk.
“Sir, I’m a medic not their mother.”
– Frank Perconte - He has the smallest bladder. It’s always too hot or too cold for him on the bus, jeez. When there’s no bathroom he hates to pee on the bushes. Gets lost very easily. Luz doesn't let him sleep for nothing in this world, poor man. He has so much toothpaste that he shares with everyone. When he wants something he still uses the card: “I got a wounded ass.”
– Bull Randleman - It's him and Martin who look over the guys when Lip, Winters, Nixon and Speirs can’t. He is the one who remembers the boys to go to the bathroom before getting on the bus again. His shorts make him look like a tourist, I swear. He sees a stranger needing help with the car? Dad Mode: ON
After losing Perconte: "Oh boy, here we go again."
– Floyd Talbert - This mf got mugged by a roadside whore. He deserved it, he is always flirting with everyone. This man takes too many pictures and spends too much time in the bathroom. He questions Speirs driving abilities. I feel like he knows how to play guitar and would play some songs by the bonfire.
– Johnny Martin - He keeps everyone alive with tough love, and still has time to relax. I can see him with sunglasses giving orders to the younger boys, for sure. John doesn’t let the guys buy fast food, he will simply give them those 1 dollar sandwiches from the gas station. He almost threw hands with Web because he almost threw up on him.
"Who needs to piss right now? We are not stopping again.”
“Muck, do you wanna die? Then put on your seat belt back on."
#band of brothers#easy company#band of brothers headcanons#george luz#bill guarnere#joe toye#dick winters#donald malarkey#joe liebgott#carwood lipton#ronald speirs
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