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dozenssporks · 9 months

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*the video opens with a distant shot of Vash laying in the shade of a sand dune making a ‘snow’ angel*

Wolfwood, speaking from behind the camera: there he is, ladies and gents, the most feared outlaw in the tri-state area

Vash: only that infamous? my ratings have dropped.

Wolfwood slowly zooms in until it’s a close up of Vash’s face as he stares at the sky: you’ve been laying there for, like, an hour. Don’tcha have anything to do, you lazy bum?

Vash: I am contemplating. The life. The Universe. The everything. That cloud looks like a jelly doughnut. Now shush.

the shot slowly zooms out again and wolfwood whispers: I am bored out of my mind so I am going to do something drastic. Ready? Okay. *raising his voice* Hey, needle-noggin! What’s your opinion of America’s public transport system?

Vash, sitting bolt upright in a shower of sand: it’s The Worst! It’s patchy, incomplete, inconsistent! There are hundreds and hundreds of desolate miles where the only option is a car because nobody bothered to put a train there. Do you know what that means when you can’t drive? It means you walk! My boots have racked up more miles than a soccer mom’s SUV--

Wolfwood, whispering again: and off he goes . . .

^Vash gets up and begins to march around, waving his arms dramatically to emphasize his points or express his frustration. The camera calmly follows him back and forth. There are several cuts so Vash’s ranting jumps from point to point and country to country, a timer in the corner of the screen records how long he’s been talking, more than twenty minutes. The smooth dune becomes a a churning sea of footprints*

Vash, pointing sharply: --and that’s why England’s railway--!

Wolfwood, suppressing giggles: what about, dunno, Italy?

Vash: Italy, well, I got pick-pocketed on public transport there actually

Wolfwood: for real? someone picked the humanoid typhoon’s pocket?

Vash: yeah--oh! That reminds me, hang on!

*Vash dives forward, sliding to a stop at his destination on his knees. He pulls open his bag and rifles through the contents. Odds and ends spill out and a couple odd shirt-sleeves are trailing in the sand before he pulls out a wallet*

Vash: so um *pulls an id card out of the wallet and glances at it* Drusilla Zuccaro if you are watching this I’m sorry I took your wallet and forgot to give it back and forgot I still had it until just now. It was going to be a great bit where you thought you’d got my wallet but I’d got yours and I’d give it back and we’d laugh and you’d turn over a new leaf and never pick-pocket again. I, uh, kinda had to hoof it due to various misunderstandings and it slipped my mind. I’d offer to send it back to you but it’s been, uuhhh, five months? You’ve probably got a new id and stuff by now . . .

Wolfwood, voice shaking with suppressed laughter: there wasn’t any cash?

Vash, looking sideways: . . . it was only maybe fourteen euros and a guy on the run has gotta eat, you know

Wolfwood: vash the stampede committing petty theft? you disgust me

Vash, on his knees, hands pressed together: Scusami tanto, ti chiedo scusa dal profondo del cuore. Sono mortificato, chiedo scusa.

Wolfwood: yeah, yeah, so what are you gonna do about it?

Vash, sadly and a little sulky: Ti rimborserei ma non ho soldi

Wolfwood: Imma take a wild guess and say you’re saying you’re broke

Vash, muttering and drawing circles in the sand: sì

Wolfwood: you’re a total deadbeat you know that, spiky?

Vash, throwing himself down into the sand, tears streaming down his face: leave me and my deadbeat feelings to die

Wolfwood: want some absolution?

Vash: keep your stupid little confession box away from me! Didn’t you hear me? I have no money! I’m already in debt!

*Vash continues to weep noisily as the camera pans over the dunes and setting sun*

Wolfwood: that was fun. next time I’m gonna ask him about, um, types of socks maybe. This is where I’d ask you to like and subscribe but y’all know we don’t work like that. Otherwise we’d be scamming you for donations and ol’ needle-noggin here would have money for bus fare. Buh-bye.

*video ends*

#trigun #trigun on the run au #trigun modern au #a dozen sporks speaks #ww: how can you tell the cloud is specifically a jjelly doughnut #vash: well it doesn't look like a custard filled one. Obviously.#this nonsense makes me smirk to myself at work and that's all that matters #trigun snippets

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anonymouspuzzler · 1 year

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(PSYCHONAUTS 2 SPOILERS IN FIRST IMAGE TEXT ESPECIALLY!!)

oh boy we've hit the point in my Psychonauts art backlog where we get into my OVERLY ELABORATE AUs!! This first one is what I call the "Cally O'Pia AU", which is basically "everything is the same except Cassie stole rescued one very specific weird little boy from a psychic lobotomy, and he grew up raised by her instead. There's a lot more content for this that I'd still like to finish someday, so I'll leave it there for now! There's another AU I've worked on more that you'll be seeing a LOT more of soon, though...

(Alt text/image IDs under the cut!)

[Image 1 ID (PSYCHONAUTS 2 SPOILERS IN DESCRIPTION): A sketchy, colored design for "(Caligosto) Cally O'Pia", an alternate version of Loboto who was raised by Cassie. He is posing with one hand on his hip and the other gesturing outwards; he has both original arms rather than a prosthetic. He has a full head of hair in a sloppy bob with long bangs and a yellow flower tucked behind his ear, wears glasses with green and red lenses instead of the inlaid lenses, and wears several multicolored bracelets and necklaces resembling Cassie's. He is wearing a janitorial staff Psychonauts uniform with the sleeves rolled up, half dark teal-green like an agent uniform and half-lilac purple. Over the uniform, he wears a long handmade-looking light-yellow skirt with pink tassels along the bottom edge, patched with several long patterned scraps of fabric as well as several smaller square patches. He is also wearing blue ribbed socks with light-brown sandals, and two fanny packs on his waist, one purple, one dark blue. There are bullet points about his personality and backstory next to the design, reading: - Picked up by Cassie during a Psychic 7 run on hospitals performing lobotomies (she got a little overzealous seeing a kid on deck and just. took him and ran) - Never met Lucrecia; she'd already left for Grulovia by the time he was adopted - Kept training with the Psychonauts, but became increasingly disillusioned seeing the Psychic 6 fall apart (especially when Cassie retreated to the Gulch) - Extremely powerful psychic, but blows off responsibility to the point he's all but useless as an agent; mostly tends to the aquarium and acts as a handyman - De facto custodian of the Gulch, since he's the only agent who can reliably make it in and out (he's going to check up on his mom) - Openly bisexual; in an on again-off again relationship with Oleander (both would rather it stay on but neither are emotionally mature enough to admit it) - Suspicious about the circumstances behind Maligula's defeat & the "official" Psychonauts founding; took on the moonlighting half from disillusionment, half to secretly investigate without influence (Oleander knew & would occasionally help) - Took the Deluginary job to get info on Maligula, didn't know about the plan with Truman until too late (no hard feelings against the guy himself, y'know?); realized he was in over his head, leaked coordinates to Raz & co. but got threatened into finishing the job regardless - Considered leaving the Psychonauts to be a dentist or marine biologist when he was younger; couldn't bear to abandon Cassie - One of the only agents to still regularly visit Compton in Psychoisolation - Picked up some writing skills from Cassie (he likes freeform poetry) - The socks with sandals are absolutely, specifically to piss off Hollis. Come at him.]

[Image 2 ID: A younger Cally O'Pia. He has messy hair, glasses, a big smile, and is eating a chunk of honeycomb. He is wearing a long tank top resembling Cassie's dress, over pleated pants that reach mid-shin, and sandals.]

[Image 3 ID: Traditional pen sketches of Cally O'Pia. In the left, he is standing with a neutral expression, one hand on his hip and the other holding up a dripping mop; in the other, he is sitting, grinning and using his psychic powers. In the second image he has removed his wrap-skirt to wear it as a shawl around his shoulders instead, revealing the Psychonauts uniform jumpsuit reaches about mid-shin on him.]

[Image 4 ID: A sketchy three-panel comic of Cally and Oleander. In the first, Oleander, wearing boxers and an unbuttoned shirt over a tank top, walks down a hall shouting "Cal??" Cally, standing around the corner wearing sweatpants and a baggy shirt, using telekinesis to bring plates over to him to dry, replies, "Kitchen". Oleander continues, "I can't find my All Paul shirt". The second panel shows Cally shifting his weight onto one leg as he dries the plate with a rag, nonchalantly saying, "Mm. Haven't seen it." Oleander, now looking directly at Cally around the corner, says, "Cal". "Yeah", Cally replies. "You are wearing the shirt", says Oleander. The final panel shows Cally, grinning knowingly and continuing to dry the dish, replying sing-song, "Dunno what you're taaalking abooouuuttt". Oleander, bracing his feet against Cally's lower back and tugging at the hem of the shirt with both hands, screams, "CAL SO HELP ME". Cally simply responds, "I look good though right".]

#anonymous puzzler art #psychonauts 2 #caligosto loboto #psychonauts 2 spoilers #rhombus of ruin spoilers #morceau oleander #cassie o'pia #tw for mention of medical abuse (specifically lobotomies)#one fun bit of trivia that I wrote after that little character bio that i *will* share #I decided Cally also does a ton of writing for true psychic tales under a pseudonym #he mostly sees it as propaganda-y schlock but he's *very* charmed that Raz is such a big fan

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lizzardthing · 3 months

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am i allowed to say ocs for that ask. id say char or zok

I will answer this for zok bc i feel like most of the people who follow me on here would be interested in that! (also hi :3 thank you for naming him)

Zok is a guy i just made up recently he looks like this

Sexuality Headcanon: he fucks most people that want to fuck him usually

Gender Headcanon: i don’t think he really cares what pronouns people use for him. he only speaks neanderthal and has no concept of gendered language

A ship I have with said character: zoks bandmates and him are in sort of semi-platonic polycule- i don’t know, think of how a prehistoric family would work, it’s that. he definetly has people he trusts and loves and they trust and love him too

A BROTP I have with said character: everyone zok would fuck he would be friends with too. he’s a vibes-based guy

A NOTP I have with said character: people with bad vibes! also anyone really frail should probably stay away bc zok has to eat like 5k cal a day just to be normal and he’s extremely dense, his diet is almost entirely protein. he may kill you by accident if you try to fuck him lol

A random headcanon: zok is a drummer that mostly plays for metal bands. he doesn’t wear clothes except for undies or shorts and sometimes socks cuz he doesn’t like how they feel. he is who crust punks wish they were

General Opinion over said character: i love zok. you should love zok. i want you to love zok. i just made him up a few days ago but im already in love.

#ask thing #oc art #neanderthal #neanderthal oc #i guess? lmao

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thesleepysphinx · 2 years

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Summer on the Horizon

Telltale's The Walking Dead Luke x Fem!Reader

Chapter Content Warnings: mention of violence/murder

*Please refer to the masterlist for a disclaimer on the AU this takes place in*

Series Masterlist ◈ Previous Chapter ◈ Next Chapter

Chapter 4: Burnin' Daylight

Word Count: 3723

The three survivors dump the contents of their backpacks out on the counter of the cabin that they are calling home for now. They look upon their treasure and start organizing it.

Clementine speaks up. “We should separate supplies evenly between us in case we get split up or lose a backpack.”

Luke looks down at her with a sense of pride. “Good thinkin’, Clem. Better not to put all our eggs in one basket.”

They separate all the supplies, setting the clothes they collected aside to change into later. A new t-shirt for Y/N and a pair of jeans without any holes in them, as well as a couple pairs of socks, a slightly oversized t-shirt for Clementine so she’d be able to grow into it as well as pants and socks for her, and a nice red short sleeved button up for Luke.

As they finish organizing, Luke speaks up, “Let’s eat real quick, then we can go check the bathroom out there for walkers. Don’t want any surprises later.”

“Sounds good to me,” Y/N agrees. After a quick thought, she moves towards Luke and starts rummaging through his pack.

Luke stands there for a second, brows knitted together in confusion. “Uh, whatcha lookin’ for?”

One second later, Y/N pulls out the pancake mix they found earlier. “I’ve been dying to have this since we found it!” She moves over towards the propane cooktop. “We can really only make one at a time, but it’ll be worth the wait.” She opens the cabinets in the kitchenette and finds a decently sized bowl. “Hey, Clementine, can you go in my bag and look for the syrup packets? I’ll get started here.”

“Yeah, you got it.” She starts to look through the pack and eventually finds the syrup packets in a small pocket. But, something next to the syrup packets catches her eye. She pulls out a small card with a picture of Y/N on it as well as her name. In the corner, it reads “University of Georgia.” Clementine holds it up to Y/N. “Hey, what’s this?”

Y/N looks over to Clem and smiles. “That’s my student ID from college. Keeping it just gives me hope that we can get back to normal someday. Stupid, right?”

Luke comes over and looks down at the student ID. “Not stupid at all. Makes me wish I kept mine.” He smiles softly at her.

After studying the ID more, Clementine speaks up again. “My friend Lee used to teach at this school.” Her gaze remains on the piece of plastic, stoic and somber.

“No shit? What was his last name?”

Clementine looks up at her, conflicted over whether she should say. He was a convicted murderer afterall. But eventually, she decides that doesn’t matter. “Everett.”

The gears start turning in Y/N’s head as she remembers that last name.

Luke speaks up, “Why does that name sound so familiar?”

Y/N answers almost immediately. “Because he was convicted of murdering a Georgia senator, just before the world went to shit.”

Luke’s eyes grow wide as Clementine now looks up at them. Her voice is steady. “It doesn’t matter what he did before. He helped me survive, taught me how to survive. He was a good man.”

Their eyes soften as they gaze upon the eleven year old. She sounds so sure of herself that Y/N nearly forgets her age. Y/N places a hand on top of Clementine’s hat that sits on her head. “You’re right. He must have been a good man if you’re this smart and capable. He did a good job.” She turns back around to the counter to continue making their lunch. “Now I don’t know about you guys, but I’m really excited for this meal.”

Clementine puts the ID card back in Y/N’s pack and gathers the syrup packets. Meanwhile, Luke moves to stand next to Y/N. “Here, let me help.” He starts to mess with the hotplate, turning it on while Y/N starts to mix water into the powder. Luke chuckles next to her. “If only we had some chocolate chips or something.”

Y/N smiles with him. “You better not be picky about this, cause I’m not making anything else.”

“Hey now, just cause I have taste and appreciate the finer things in life doesn’t mean I’m picky.” He elbows her in the side, the smile on his face growing.

This is nice… Y/N thinks to herself. How does this feel so… safe? And normal? She’s not sure, but she suspects it may have something to do with Luke. Maybe he makes it feel… different.

Not long after lunch, the trio starts their trip to the showers, weapons drawn in case any stragglers found their way to their little piece of paradise during their lunch. Once they get to the showers, they follow the same procedure they have for every building. One of them opens the door, another checks the room, while the last one acts as backup. The first side they check is the women’s side, in which they find two walkers that appear to have been camp counselors if their lanyards are anything to go by. Next, they check the men’s side. Completely empty.

The bathroom doesn’t have as dingy of a smell as the women’s side, which can probably be attributed to the lack of rotting bodies. Clementine makes her way towards the showers and looks up at the shower head. She reaches out to turn a knob, just slightly, and a small trickle of water makes its way out.

“Holy shit…” she says, looking towards the others. “The water works.”

The other two walk over and Y/N holds her hand out under the trickle. “I can’t even remember the last time I took a shower…”

“Me neither,” Luke says as he pulls a hand back through his hair, feeling the grease that has accumulated over time. His hair has grown longer too, a little too long for his liking. “A shower and a haircut would do me wonders right about now.”

Y/N looks between her companions. “How about we grab our new clothes and take turns keeping watch for each other. We haven’t seen any stragglers for a bit, so we should be good for at least a few minutes.”

Luke and Clementine instantly smile at the idea. Clementine looks around the area and finds some bottles on the counter. She grabs them and places them on the shelf of the first shower. “Shampoo and soap.” For the first time in a long time, her shoulders relax. “This is going to be really nice.”

Y/N smiles at her now, a happiness washing over her knowing that this kid that grew up too fast will have just a small luxury. The world really has gone to shit, hasn’t it?

“Come on, Clem,” Y/N calls. “Let’s go get our clothes. You can go first.”

Luke and Y/N stand outside the showers facing in opposite directions, keeping lookout while Clementine takes her shower. Though they’ve only known each other a few days, the silence is comfortable. But Y/N decides to break it.

“I can’t believe the water up here still works. It’s been almost three years.”

“Well, the water probably comes from a well instead of a water plant, and the pumps are probably powered by propane,” Luke explains. “When you live out in the middle of nowhere, you can’t really get the same stuff they do in cities, or towns even.”

Y/N chuckles to herself as she asks, “So you were that kind of farm boy, huh? Did you have to ride a horse to school every day?”

Luke can barely hold back his own laughter, trying to keep a straight face as he replies, “I’m not even gonna justify that question with an answer.”

Y/N scans her surroundings as she continues, “Well, no matter what kind of farm boy you were, I’m sure it comes in handy when you need to grow food.”

“Yeah it does,” Luke replies, looking off into the woods for any type of movement. “It helped a lot with my old group. We were set up at a hardware store and put a greenhouse on the roof. Worked out pretty well.”

The girl behind him glances over her shoulder at him. “And, what happened?” She almost regrets asking when Luke is silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, he breathes out a laugh. “The first asshole with a mustache happened. He was ruthless.” He holds a hand on his side, feeling where Carver had broken his ribs.

Y/N nods in understanding. “Sounds like you’ve been through a lot.”

“Trust me, Clementine has been through a lot more than I have.”

She turns her body towards him now. “Yeah, I’m sure she has. Doesn’t mean you have to minimize your own struggles, though. You’re still allowed to be sad.”

Silence settles over them for a minute, with Luke still keeping his back to Y/N. Eventually, he whispers out, “Yeah. You’re right.”

The next moment, Clementine walks out of the bathroom dressed in her new clothes, featuring a brown leather jacket she picked up from one of the other cabins. Her hair is still wet, tied back up into pigtails, just a little neater now. Her face is much clearer now without the layers of dirt that must have piled on during their time in the woods.

“How ya feelin’ Clem?” Luke asks her.

A small smile graces her lips as she closes her eyes in bliss. “Better than I have in a while, that’s for sure.” She opens her eyes again and pulls her screwdriver out. “I’m ready for my watch.”

Luke turns to Y/N. “You go ahead next, just don’t hog all the hot water,” he says with a smirk.

Y/N returns the smirk as she starts to walk inside. “Bold of you to assume there is any hot water to begin with.”

As she disappears behind the door, Luke resumes his position, scanning the woods for any threats. Clem does the same, looking in the opposite direction, as she says, “It was nice to take a shower. I wish we could stay here.”

Luke smiles to himself sadly. He knows she’s right, that they can’t stay here. But still, he asks her, “And why can’t we?”

“It’s too open. There aren’t any fences, and we don’t have enough people to build fences. If a herd were to come through here, we wouldn’t stand a chance.”

Luke can’t help but think how smart Clementine is. I guess that’s what growing up in a world like this does to a kid…

“We’ll find another place,” he assures her. “A better place that we can defend a lot more easily. You’ll see.”

Clementine nods. “We just have to keep moving.” She turns more towards Luke now. “But, it would be nice to spend one more night here. The mattresses are a lot more comfortable.”

Luke laughs to himself about how straightforward she is. “Yeah, I think we could spend one more night. And we’ll take another look around later to see if we can find a tent and sleeping bags. That’s at least a couple steps up from sleeping in the trees. And I’ll end up with fewer bug bites.”

Clem laughs a little at Luke. He is always the optimist, and whether he knows it or not, one of the only people who could get Clem to laugh after everything she’s been through. She almost feels like he’s helped keep her human.

“And it’s nice that Y/N is with us now,” Clementine says. “I wasn’t sure how much I trusted her when we met, but she’s smart, and she looks out for us. And it doesn’t feel like she wants to leave us.”

Luke’s smile falls. “You don’t have to mention Jane. I know good and well the mistakes I made.”

“I don’t think you made any mistakes,” she clarifies. “If anyone made a mistake, it was Jane.”

As she finishes her sentence, Y/N swings the door open, still rubbing her hair dry with a towel. “Good luck with that water, farm boy, it is cold as ice!”

Luke cringes for a second, thinking back to the lake they crossed just a few months ago. But he swiftly recovers, making his way into the bathroom. “I’m sure I can handle it.”

Y/N pulls her hunting knife out once again as she stands next to Clem. Once it’s been a few moments, she asks, “So, who’s Jane?”

Clementine isn’t very surprised by the question. She’s used to hearing things she wasn’t supposed to, so she figures it happens to everyone else. “She was with our group for a while. We escaped from this guy named Carver together.”

“Is that the asshole with a mustache?”

“Yeah. He is. After we escaped Carver, we had to find somewhere safe for our friend Rebecca. She was… having a baby. After we found a safe place and she was okay, Jane left. Luke was really upset. He really liked her.”

An ache blooms in Y/N’s chest as she hears her say the words “he really liked her.” What does that mean? What kind of like?

“I don’t think they would have worked out, though,” Clementine continues. “She only cared about herself. Luke cares about everyone.”

The ache in her chest dulls a bit. “Yeah, he really does.” She crosses her arms and turns more towards Clementine. “I never really thanked you for letting me join you guys. I know how hard it is to trust people these days. So, thank you, really.”

Clementine smiles to herself, then looks up at Y/N, seeing the shy appreciation painted on her face. “Yeah. No problem. We like having you with us.”

Y/N uncrosses her arms now. “I’m glad to hear it, cause I like being with you, too.” Once again, silence falls upon them. But something Clementine said just won’t leave Y/N’s head. Although she knows it’s probably a sensitive topic, she can’t help asking, “What happened to Rebecca and her baby?”

Clem turns her face away, her ball cap shrouding it in shadows. “They didn’t make it.”

I just had to ask, didn’t I? Y/N scolds herself. With a silent sigh, she says, “I’m sorry.”

“Yeah,” Clementine responds softly. “So am I.” She looks up at Y/N and they lock eyes, a mutual understanding passing between them. They’ve both lost people, those they loved and cared about, but now they have each other. And they’re going to keep moving.

The door to the bathroom creaks open one last time as Luke walks out, hair clean and damp, wearing a new pair of blue jeans and a red button up, unbuttoned to show a gray tee shirt underneath. The lack of dirt on his face allows Y/N to finally get a good look at his features. But she refuses to let herself stare, instead turning back to Clementine.

“Alright, now that we are lean and clean fighting machines, we should plan what we’re doing next,” Y/N says, trying her best to not act flustered. God, he looks good, I can’t handle this…

“Well, Clementine and I were talking earlier, and we both think we should move on from here. We just can’t protect it, not properly. We’re better off taking the supplies we can find and moving on up the river.” He looks out towards the intended direction. “But we should spend one more night here. The day’s almost run out of daylight, and we should see about finding a tent and some sleeping bags.”

Y/N finally looks towards Luke again, slightly calmed down. “Sounds like a plan to me. We should see if there’s a storage shed around here. It might be down by the river.”

“Well then, what are we waitin’ for?” Luke takes the lead heading towards the river. Clementine runs up to walk beside him, leaving Y/N to take up the rear. She has to stop herself from watching Luke as he walks, though it’s very difficult.

For the love of god, why does his ass gotta look so good in jeans? She rubs her hands down her face, as if it could make the embarrassment go away. Stop it, Y/N. Pull yourself together.

After a few short minutes, they make it to the river. Clementine points off to the right. “That looks like a shed. Trust me, I know sheds inside and out.” She crosses her arms, glaring at Luke, but a playful smile arises on her lips.

Luke laughs and looks at her incredulously. “Now, I thought we’d moved on from that. And you know I was against it in the first place.” He starts walking towards the shed.

Y/N starts walking beside Clementine. “I assume there’s a story there?”

Clementine nods. “His people locked me in a shed the first night I met them. They thought I was bit.”

“But you weren’t.”

“I was,” she says in a solemn voice. Then she looks up at Y/N, “by a dog.”

Y/N lets out a sigh of relief, not realizing she was holding her breath to begin with. “And they couldn’t tell the difference?”

“Even if they could, they didn’t want to take the chance.” She takes a moment to think back on the people she grew to care about in so little time. “But all of them are gone now.”

Y/N looks down at the girl in sympathy. “You still have Luke.”

“Yeah…” the girl looks straight ahead at Luke as he nears the shed. “I do.”

Luke slows to a stop and turns around to wait for the girls that follow after him. “Come on, now, we’re burnin’ daylight.”

They pick up their pace and on their way, Y/N asks, “Is he always like this?”

Clementine smiles knowingly. “Only sometimes.”

After a more than successful trip to the shed, the survivors sit around their cabin eating a mix of rice and beef jerky, feeling more full than any of them have in weeks. Next to them lays their haul from the evening: a folded tent, three rolled up sleeping bags, and some extra cans of propane so they can bring their cooktop with them. It’ll be difficult to carry everything they accumulated, but they’re sure they’ll manage. They also found some kayaks in the shed, but decided against water travel, much to Luke’s relief.

Clementine makes her way up to the loft to turn in early. Meanwhile, Y/N stares up at the ceiling as she chews her rice, the final rays of sunset bouncing off the wood. She closes her eyes for a moment, appreciating the peace that washes over her. She hears footsteps coming towards her, already knowing who it is without opening her eyes.

“Whatcha’ thinking about?” Luke asks, balancing his own bowl of rice as he sits down beside her.

She hums in response at first. “Just appreciating this peace while it lasts. I knew it wouldn’t last anyway, but it sucks we have to move on from here. I was already getting used to it.”

“I don’t blame you. This place has felt like paradise. With how little trouble we’ve had, you’d think the world was goin’ back to normal.” He sets down his bowl and lays down on the floor, hands behind his head as he takes in the sunset’s rays as well. “Some foolish part of me feels like things could be normal again.”

Y/N opens her eyes and turns her head towards him, finding the slightest hint of a frown on his face. She pulls her knees up to her chest and hugs them. “I don’t think it’s foolish at all. We can’t give up hope, not when we’ve survived this long.”

“Hard to believe it’s almost been three years… Summer’s just on the horizon. Feels like just a few days ago I was sittin’ on Nick’s porch talkin’ bout how good life was.” He lifts one hand and rubs at his eyes with his thumb and forefinger.

Y/N lays down facing Luke, one hand under her cheek. She can feel her own eyes start to water at the raw emotion. After a few moments, she chokes out, “They live on through us. We keep living for them.” She thinks back to her own family, what little she found left of them. But it’s still too painful and she pushes the thoughts back down. “I’m sorry… for all you lost.”

“Yeah…” he opens his eyes and turns his head towards her. “I’m sorry, too.” His eyes are glassy as he speaks. They lay there a moment, drinking in the sadness that surrounds them, acknowledging their hurt. Moments like this… they don’t get them often. They don’t get to feel so human. Luke gazes at her, contemplating a feeling he hasn’t felt in eons. Never thought feeling so vulnerable would feel so safe… I haven’t gotten a chance to really feel in… in a long time.

“We should probably head to bed…” Y/N whispers, starting to sit up. “We should head out as soon as the sun’s up.”

Luke sits up as well, stuttering, “Oh, uh, yeah. You’re right.” Embarrassment settles over him as he realizes that he was basically staring at her until she broke eye contact.

They both shamble up the ladder to their loft, finding Clementine already fast asleep. Y/N sighs and frowns a bit. “I feel bad that we’re having to leave this so soon… She’s so comfortable here.” She moves to lay down beside the girl.

Luke takes the last space beside Y/N. “This place just isn’t safe enough. We’ll find someplace else.”

“Yeah… We will.” She turns on her side, facing away from him. “Goodnight, Luke.” A heat spreads through her body as she says his name.

“Goodnight, Y/N.” He stares at the ceiling as he waits for sleep to overtake him, counting the knots in the wood as if they’re sheep, trying not to mourn the loss that awaits them in the morning. I’ll worry about that when it’s daylight.

Next Chapter: Moving On

A/N: Here it is! My weekend at anime expo really messed up my schedule sadly :( I'm gonna try to keep to my schedule as much as I can!

Also, wow each chapter is getting longer and longer lol I love to see it. I'm having some bad writers block with my next chapter, but I plan to eradicate it soon! Worry not, citizens!

#twdg #twdg s2 #telltale the walking dead #the walking dead #twd #luke x reader #twdg luke #twdg luke x reader #clementine #twdg clementine #twdg season 2 #summer on the horizon

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blazenfire223 · 2 years

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[ID in Undercut]

(Ineffable Inktober) Days 2-7

Day 2- Favorite Trope(s) (I'm indecisive. Also slide 3 has a bit of nudity. Nothing shows tho, relax)

Day 3- Hug

Day 4- Apple (Really proud of this one 😊)

Day 5- Ducks

Day 6- Magician

Day 7- The Antichrist (my darlings ☺️)

Prompt List by: koko.iep in Insta and koko_iep on Twitter

ID: Slide 1- Day 2: Favorite Tropes: Traditional inked doodles.

Strong Aziraphale: A smug Aziraphale caring a flustered Crowley bridal style.

The plants are alive: A plant shaking in its pot. Hearts float around it.

SIMP Crowley: A chilbi Crowley on the floor worshiping in front of a smiling Aziraphale. Hearts float around them both.

Literally Anything dealing with Warlock: A 3/4th angle doodle of Warlock from the chest up.

Slide 2- Everyone knows but then: Aziraphale and Crowley standing and talking while 2 little guys watch them in the background. They're thinking "We know what you are."

Aziraphale makes the first move: a neck up doodle of Aziraphale kissing Crowley. Crowley's eyes are wide in shock. Hearts float around them.

Slide 3- Traditional inked doodles.

Body Worship: A naked Aziraphale laying on his back having his stomach kissed by a equally naked Crowley. Crowley says, "You look beautiful." Aziraphale has stretchmarks on his stomach and legs and he is wearing a strained look. Hearts float around them. Nothing is showing. This isn't sexual.

BAMF Aziraphale: A chibi face Aziraphale holding his flaming sword in a aggressive way. This angel is angry.

Slide 4- Day 3: Hug

Traditional inked doodle of a Fem!Aziraphale and Crowley hugging. Aziraphale is wearing her normal outfit except with a pencil skirt. Her hair is shoulder length and curly. Crowley's face is buried in Aziraphale tits with her arms around Aziraphale's waist. She is weaing her normal outfit.

Slide 5- Day 4: Apple

A traditional marker illustration. Close-up of Eve's hand reaching out to grab an apple. The apple has many eyes on and around it. Snake Crowley slithers across it. The background is completely black with the words "Eat it" scribbled all over the page in white, further tempting Eve to grab the apple.

Slide 6- Day 5: Ducks

A traditional maker illustration. Azirapig and Duckley laying in the grass as 4 little yellow ducklings mess around in front of them. One ducklings is sleeping by Azirapig. Another is standing front of Azirapig. Azirapig looks lovingly at it. Little hearts float above Azirapig's head. 3rd duckling is in front of Duckley, quaking at him. Duckley is surprised and the final duckling is in popped in front of the camera. It is looking at us.

Slide 7- Day 6: Magician

A traditional inked illustration. Aziraphale is in his magician outfit and mustache. He has his left hand in the air as his right holds his hat. Inside the hat is a very disgruntled snake Crowley. Aziraphale is very proud of himself and shouts "Ta-Da!" To his audience. Red hearts float around him.

Slide 8- Day 7: The Antichrist

A traditional inked illustration. Warlock and Adam are sitting back to back. Warlock is curled up looking at his green game boy and Adam is lounging with one knee up with an apple in his left hand. He is looking up at the sky. The apple is red and so are Adam's eyes while Warlock's eyes are green and so are his socks. Red hearts float above them. /End ID]

#aziraphale #crowley #good omens #blazenfire223 #ineffable husbands #ineffable spouses #ineffable wives #ineffabletober #ineffable inktober #adam young #warlock dowling #blazenfire223's art #good omens art stuffs

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wizardfvcker · 2 years

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get to know me tag –

tagged by @ispybluesky :-)

Rules: tag people who you want to get to know better (please make another post)

relationship status: actively being gay (in a relationship)

favorite color: FUCKING PURBLE!! ive also been really into red lately. black used to be my favorite color when i was a teen and i do think i was just trying to be edgy but i still like it

favorite foods: this is so hard for me. my Current favorite food is maybe chili? also been really into eating guac and nachos. just hits right. i don't know food is weird. also cheese pizza

song stuck in my head: the ballad of jane doe.... ive been listening to ride the cyclone a lot lately its a good musical!

last song i listened to: sex yeah by marina an all-time BANGER

last thing i googled: "sock garters" because i was telling my mother about how i need some bc my socks keep riding down and she was like What are you talking about

time: 20:30 pm i am just waiting to go to bed lmao

dream trip: this is gonna make me sound like the most boring mf on earth (and i am) but i just really don't like traveling....... i get so tired and bored so fast and then im just moody all the time and it's not fun for anyone. im that guy who just wants to stay at the hotel!! i would like to go to the beach sometime this next summer tho i kinda miss it

anything i really want right now: i would fucking love to be done with college and have like a modicum of a clue of what the fuck im doing after that but also id settle for like. a calm day without anxiety. that'd be nice. also i REALLY want to finish this ghost fic and for it to be good </3

tagging: @bubblebaz @definitelynotshouting (i don't know which one of your blogs to tag bestie) @libirarian @rebelratta @specialpotforinstantnoodles

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moregraceful · 2 years

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Here's some pairings as requested

Kaapo/ Vitali

Dougie Hamilton/ Andrei svechnikov

Crosby/ konecny

Jeff Carter/ Mike richards

Jonathan drouin/ Nathan MacKinnon

Carter Hart/ Kevin hayes

Eichel / mcdavid

Tim stutzle/ Brady tkachuk

- 💖

omg ok i am catsitting and waiting for the cats to finish eating lets go

edited to add: tumblr ate half this reply. hold pls

edited again: ok we good

insane4insane. messy4messy. ranger4ranger. it's soooo good, also i hope vitali comes back to the nhl!! i think about kaapo often....i think he needs a boyfriend and i think vitali perfectly suits him. rangers rarepairs are SO underrated.

i'm ngl i do not know much of their story and would be willing to learn!! maggie says they were weird abt each other and u know i love people being fucking freaks. frankly svech is so funny to me bc clearly everyone (jordan martinook) want to top him so bad but he's some kind of unclimbable fucking mountain or smthg bc he remains as ever untopped. i think dougie, being enormous and handsome, would be great at it. but yeah i'd love to know more from any caniac scholars following me!!

also read the bottom right - i would like to kiss dougie specifically. big handsome 🤩

like it in theory, but perhaps not in reality? i would need to be sold on it, i think. i can only really see tk going for it in either a team canada or self-hating canadian thirst way. the former appeals very much, the latter is not really my jam (i'm soft and weak sorry.) would be willing to read fic abt them though, if i was in the right mood!!

perhaps i have not read the right fic abt them but i just have not read anything that lives up to their reality. this is not a knock on the fic!! the fic is great!! however their story is so gently and irrevocably devastating that i find myself more compelled by their reality than by the fic. will ofc keep reading, but for me this is one of those pairings that just knocks my socks off irl

will obvs take recs tho!!

whatever is wrong with them i hope they never get well. WHAT a ship. tho it is not my preferred nate mac pairing of choice (nate/andré nation lemme see you rise), i will happily enjoy fic of them. freaks <3

got a little burnt out on the flyers by flyers fans on hockey twt so i find it difficult to get excited abt any intra-team ships. (will read nick suzuki/chart or khayes/johnny hockey until the cows come home, however just the team itself, hard for me to get real into it.) however i find their narrative VERY compelling and would happily take recs to get back into flyers fic!!

the 1st/2nd overall dynamic is always so juicy bc theyre either besties (2017) or hate each other (2015). i'm soft, so i prefer the former. i also find it a little difficult to get excited abt jack eichel so this is not my draft pairing of choice. i do hope it's canon tho, i hope they angrily made out several times over the years

perfect pairing created for me in a lab. what if we took a big loud guy and made him captain of a team of teenagers and gave him a smaller guy to love so much? yeah sign me the fuck up

i will say that the fic tends to be a little too sweet for me. you know me, i love tender fic but these boys are GROSS these boys are WEIRD these boys are SENS these boys were COHABITATING DURING A PANDEMIC. they are yuckydisgusting yet domestic and i wish more people would lean into yuckydisgusting.

i would be remiss however if i did not rec one of the all time hottest fics i've ever read "coming in hot" and one of the funniest fics i've ever received in a gift exchange "glass houses". those two fics got me so good in the brady/timmy id and i highly recommend them.

thank you for giving me so many pairings to chew on!!!

#WHERE THE FUCK DID THE SECOND HALF OF MY ASK GO #NOBODY READ IT I'M NOT DONE!!!#eta: ok we're good #i'm gonna kill tumblr for eating this ask tho my first draft took me like an hour and a half smh #as always i am taking recs for any of these pairings even the ones i said i'm not sold on!!#i prefer recs to wayfinding as i like hearing why people got excited about a fic #thanks for playing along everyone!!#ship ask game #cages replies #💖 anon

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high-theyre-frendough · 1 year

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ABOUT THE BLOG

For a while, I was posting random high thoughts on my main account, but decided, why not make a dedicated page for that kind of content. So, this is my �� account. I will never post or respond here if I am sober or think I am too sober. That way, it is authentic.

MY NAME

If you don’t follow me, call me the avocado bandit. if you do follow me, you must call me the avocado king. becoming a follower makes me your king.

ABOUT ME

I am an adult and I consume weed to help with my C-PTSD & depression. Also for silly time because silly brain is fun. I am a trans guy and I use He/It/Xe pronouns. I would prefer it if minors did not interact here, but I suppose I cannot be too mad if someone comes across a funny out-of-context post. This is under the assumption that I can be funny. I will try to avoid posting here while not high. This includes writing this pinned post.

We have DID and sometimes post about it. However, that is not what this blog is focused around.

DNI

If you are transphobic/TERF/trans-med or otherwise an obnoxious cisgender person (fuck it, especially the CISHETS) then you can go bye-bye.

If think you can be a system without childhood trauma, also bye bye. This account is not the place for this drama, but trust me I have a nuanced opinion on the topic. But I don't wanna deal with it on this account.

If you homophobic, good bye bitch. Also if you exclude asexuals or non-binary people, then fuck off. Go eat a used gym sock.

If you are racist or xenophobic, I hope that your teeth rot out of your mouth, leaving you to only eating bland soup, as you are no longer allowed to enjoy foods from other cultures.

If you are trans-id I would appreciated if you identified as blocked.

If you are pro ana or sh it would be cool if you got help instead of glorifying it online.

If you are a pedo, it would be pretty fucking cool if you got on a boat to the center of the ocean, tied cinder blocks to your feet, and entered the water.

TAG GUIDE

Different types of posts will use the following tags for the following things. If you follow, feel free to block whichever ones you like. Don’t expect everyone to like everything, so here it is for your convenience.

#♻️ gilded profoundness -> These are posts which are meant to be meaningful, even though they probably are not.

#♻️ descriptions -> directly describe the experience of bring high

#♻️ weird -> weird things said while high that are probably stupid on purpose

#♻️ capitalism -> sometimes when i'm high i am thinking about capitalism too hard and confuse myself. should i put "we"??? we are a system but will not talk about it on this account much, so idk if it is relevant? should i add things to confuse? never mind

#♻️ realizations -> things i did not think about before

#♻️ realizations but traumatic -> tmw you have a ptsd flashback while high and then recover and you are still high and also kinda dissociating and you sit there and you think about what you just now realize was trauma cause you thought it was normal but no, it fucking was not, but you're high so you just write it down somewhere so you remember it, then you go back to thinking about silly high things, or consume strange media cause you're high and that's fun to do while high.

#♻️🍆 spicy -> horny posts. probably won't post much of that here as we have a separate blog for horny thoughts, but if it is here it'll be tagged

#♻️ reblog -> posts i reblogged

#♻️ memes -> usually have to do with venting but not always

#♻️ real time -> describing things as they are happening or just happened.

#♻️ free space -> Concepts to write about for entertainment.

#♻️ ask response -> if someone said something that would be nice but do not be mean please

#♻️ agere -> sometimes baby brain takes over. soft fuzzy high brain easily becomes little baby. sfw!!!! (note that this blog is not 100% sfw, though when i do regress, it is in a sfw way)

#♻️ paranoid -> will also be tagged with common tags just in case for filtering. i just realized that if someone follows, and the block some of these tags, this pinned post will be hidden cause i have those tags pinned for convenience

#♻️ neutral -> idk a specific label

#♻️ walmartposting - Its a place for stoners to exercise aimlessly.

#♻️ upset -> vent or something idk

#♻️ dissociative stuff -> stuff about DID. usually syscourse. figured i might as well make a tag for it since we get riled up while high on occasion.

#♻️ yeee 🍺 -> alcohol was involved

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iluvmoneyandcats · 1 year

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EW x reader X TF2

Meeting the bois ( chapter 2 )

Y/n was woken up by her iPhone alarm.and a heavy feeling on her chest. “ I dont want to get out of bed~” she thought as she Tried to get her eyes to open. then finally wean a few minutes passed, she opened her eyes, finding out a cat was sleeping on her chest. “ so your ringo~~~” y/n said as she pet the purring cat to wake up with her. And it successfully got Ringo off her, making y/n sit up on her bed.

~y/ns pov~

I went down stars to be greeted by Edd in the kitchen, holding a pan with an omelet on it. “ good morning y/n, im making breakfast, so sit down and make your self comfortable!” Edd said wile giving that sweet-innocent—y/n-killing-smile, and of corse!, I blushed. “Um Edd, I actually dont eat breakfast “ I said bluntly , but it was true that I didn’t like eating breakfast, if I ate breakfast then id feel fat, and well as a girl boss id chose my looks more then my health, even if I would die.

“ You sure y/n? “ edd said a little concerned

“im sure!”. I said with a smile

“ so, have you met the others yet? “

“No, not yet. I was hoping you could introduce me to them….if your fine by that, that is.”

“Yeah, no problem !” Edd said wile fliping an omelet.

“Well..you told the others that im the new roomie right?”

“Yeah”

After that small-talk I decided to go back to my room and get dressed.

I changed to a pink hoodie and a brown mini skirt with loose socks, added a few accessorys and finally, black combat boots. ”The most important thing I need now is my Glock!” I said cheerfully in a whisper and took a box from my drawer and opend it. having a gun holster, uzi, mp5, and a bunch of other guns, an emergensee phone to call ms, p , a teleporter, and a Glock with a silencer screwd onto it. I took my Glock and put it in my hoodie pocket. and then closed and put the box under my bed And then looked at myself at the full-body-mirror and said “ I usually hate myself but DAMN, I look gooood!”

Wile poseing a bit. Gosh how more weird can I get? Like I hate my self but I look pretty good right now! Witch is grate.

Then I took my note pad, that was in my drawer and wrote down things I need to do today:

Meet the roomies

Get the contract assassin job

“Just 3 things to do this defiantly will be EZ!” I thought as I put the notepad in my hoodie pocket and left my room to go meet everyone at the living room.

I went to the living room to see Edd and and a ginger and a hottie with black eyes, siting on the couch. “ oh hey y/n!, guys this is y/n she’s moving in with us!”

The cola-boy said. And I swear to my amazing taste in music I heard the ginger squeal, I cringed a bit but I shrugged it off.

(Y/n:uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh wut dafuq?!)

The cola boy pointed to the ginger and said” this is Matt he likes to dress-up and he loves mirrors ” I saw a bit of excitement and happyness in matts eyes as he squeald. and honestly he was precious and adorable, but I might get annoyed cause he seems like the clingy type.

Then he pointed to the hottie with no eyes “ and this is tom!” Edd said,

Then Edd and went to the kitchen, and Edd put insane zombie pirets from hell 4 on the tv .

“Hi”tom said……O MY GOSH HES NOT ONLY HOT BUT HES GOT A HOT VOICE TOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Then matt went to the kitchen, and my face heated up from the “slut y/n thoughts “ in my head.

“Uhhh y/n? Are you okey you dont look good” said tom concerned as he got off the sofa and came closer to me to put the back of his hand on my forehead.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH “y-yeah, i-im okey tom” I said as my breathing got shaky and weak,

Then he gently pulls my chin up to face him and looked into my eyes. Then putting his mouth next to my ear.

“Ohh~ you like me dont you~” said tom in a smokey and hushed whisper, I then put my hands on his chest, he smiled in till I pushed him away gently. I was still blushing like crazy. And Edd was extremely watching the movie so he saw nothing nor heard anything.

“Well….im going to go get a new job, so I’ll get ready for it then I’ll leave ”I said as I went to my room.

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~edds pov~

“ She’s nice “ I heard tom say wile chuckling as y/n left. “Yeah…she’s amazing…” I said wile watching tv smiling.

Then I felt black voids look at me so I looked at him. "What? Why are you looking at me like that? You look pissed..”

I said a bit confused but a bit knowing at the same time. “Oh nothing,……just,……-nevermind” tom said , that was odd.

But I just shrugged it off, and continued to watch my movie. But I agree y/n is amazing maybe even the best?.

I love her and maybe since we’re roommates now, I can try so ask her out?.

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~toms pov~

Edd continued watching the movie. But I kept thinking, Edd likes y/n! But I like her. I know its weird to say something like that especially when we just met, but something about her is just so….-I-idont know.

She’s got me having a strange desire, the way her hair falls and covers her eye. This might be my lust but she seems fascinating. I might take her out. But I’ll have to hurry before Edd or anyone gets to her.

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~y/ns pov~

I went to my room and went next to my bed and crouched to take the box under my bed.

I took it out and took all my guns from it, when I was in the base my code name was “shooter” and I was able to do trick-shots and shoot with wile holding the guns in both hands. I was amazingly talented!.

I took my gun holster and put it up my thigh, and another under my hoodie and then attached the guns to them and went down to the first floor and left. Nextstep: the park.

~timeskip to the park because im lazy~

I reached to the park I was told to go to, and went under the big old tree and waited for a man named “Paul”.

I wasn’t exactly sure when he was going to come because he said he might not come due to personal reasons. But I didn’t really mind. Three minutes passed and you saw a man walk to you, he had a blue and red uniform and black pants with black combat-boots. A scar on his left eye and a cig in his mouth. he also had big bushy eyebrows, he was hot but intimidating.

He came to me and said”are you y/n?”

“Yeah I am, you must be Paul” I said and smiled wile taking my hand out for him to shake, making him smile and shake my hand.

“Well before we can talk about the job we need to go to the base, and we need to know about your background and reason of the job.” He said seriously.

“Yes, sir”

“Please, just call me Paul darling” he said with a smirk then winking at me.

“Okey, Paul~”

IM GONNA GET SOMEEE~~~ jk maybe I wont,…..bUT MAYBE I WILL~!

~another timeskip to y/n getting the job~

“Congratulations y/n, you got the job! Now the only thing I need now is you number” Paul said with a little smile

“Is this for the job or are you asking me out? “ I said with a smirk making Paul blush.

“Well it was for the job but, id love to go out with you “he said with a bigger smile.

“Well then I’ll text you when im free” I said as I left the base to go home.

I was on my way home walking thru the peaceful streets, then I saw two kids playing tag together in there backyard,

Gosh, I think im getting emotional!, I was a childhood friends with scout and we would plat tag all the time. I wished I could get everyone phone number so I can call them. Especially scouts. I tried not to get too emotional so I swipped my thoughts away and took the notepad from my hoodie pocket and looked what else I had to do.

Nothing ! I finished everything.

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I came back home at 7:31 and dinner was already done! So I went to the table and sat and ate with everyone and talked, edd was making puns that was so funny, but everyone else seems to hate it, but it didn’t bother me. Then I went up to my room and got ready to sleep, and wore a big t-shirt with underwear to sleep.

chapter 1

an: nice

#ew #ew x reader #tf2 #tf2 x reader #ew edd #ew matt #ew paul #ew tom

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fff777 · 3 months

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watched nct dream's our dream day in the US #1

This beginning montage is so cute already

Mark stood Jaemin up for their taco date >(

Renjun singing The First Snow

This is too cute...Donghyuck yawned and then they used an appropriate yawning bear kaomoji

Jeno's teddy poodle coat

Renjun craving hot pot ^^;;

Jaemin now part of the camera crew :P

Gang's all here

According to Mark, brunch = brothers having lunch together

Chenle arguing about this being the first time they filmed something together outside

They talk soooo much it's so endearing lol.

Mark explaining what food is available for brunch :P

Mark: Isn't who you eat it with the most important? Haechan: No, it's when you eat it that's the most important Jeno: No, whether or not you went out is important

Here they go arguing about meaningless things again XD

Really it's Chenle who likes dragging out arguments as long as possible and Jisung is the only one who accommodates him

Pretty Jaemren <3

Jeno, reading the menu: I was reading it very carefully, but it ended up being the wine menu

Reading earnestly

Jeno asking Mark about French toast. Travelling with friends must be so fun <3

Mark ordering for most of them though Chenle answered for questions about his own meal.

Mark ordering bacon for Jisung X'D He's like naw, you should get it, trust me bro

The guys ordering beers and the server checking their ID lol

The diner has all their Christmas decorations up and they thought it was cute :3

The guys worrying about if they ordered too much ^^;;

Jisung and Haechan watching Arsenal vs. PSV Eindhoven lol

Mark got a latte for the vibes

Renjun said that Jisung looked a goblin and I was wondering if he meant Goblin the drama or an actual goblin lol

All the guys getting Mark to put foam on his lip lol

Mark wearing a sweater that could be a Christmas sweater...ish

Renjun revealing that he prepared a gift for them again :3

Jeno told Renjun that he still had the socks that Renjun gifted to them and Renjun gave him a big hug :3

Renjun had been planning his Christmas gift since end of November

Nomin making a big deal about Jisung drinking beer on camera

So this is a pretty famous diner

Food is starting to come :3

Renjun singing Last Christmas. I think that's the preferred Christmas song among the Dreamies.

Jaemin mukbang

Renjun has never tried French onion soup before? *o*

Gahhh They're sharing all of the food. Sharing food with friends is the best <3 They're digging their spoons and forks into each other's plates and passing bread to each other and moving the plates all around <3 I do that with my family too <3

Renjun is so delighted by this cozy Christmas brunch <3 Romantic boy

Renjun struggling with getting the camera to focus on his food

Renjun aggressively rolling up Chenle's sleeve like a parent

And then apologizing when Chenle said he was rough

Renjun: Shall we talk only in English now? Haechan: *Immediately speaks in Korean*

Haechan: I'm so full *immediately eats more*

Jaemin likes it when the server comes by to ask them how they're doing

Mark facetiming Johnny who's in the Maldives with Doyoung :o I'm guessing that's where they did their Allure photoshoot?

Johnny called Haechan cute :3

Mark said "Bye Baby" to Johnny. All of the Neos are his babies lol

Jisung is like a goat because he eats a lot of vegetables (and snacks XD)

Jaemins against alcoholism PSA

They're playing a drinking game but Chenle gets a pass because he has a sore throat

Jaemin advocating for safe partying

Mark won rock paper scissors and was whining because he actually wanted to have the drink

Donghyuck and Renjun getting hyped up for rock paper scissors finals

Jisung trying to play mind games to disturb Renhyuck :P

Haechan lost so he had to drink the beverage and everyone at the table was freaking out but they couldn't disturb the other patrons so they were freaking out quietly lol

I'm guessing the drink was really strong lol. They passed it around for the other guys to drink and all of them either took a sip or not at all. Though of course they wanted to leave as much as possible for Haechan.

Renle affection

I saw this kyuu photo :P Even Jisung did it this time

Next video will be them on a city walk I guess! :3 It looks very cute. They're taking photos of each other <3 But I have hit the screenshot limit so I will leave it for when I get to that video.

And we're getting Nahyuck time next video too :3

#screencaps & commentaries #nct #nct dream

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420movies · 5 months

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Tangled (2010)

Just lie about Rupunzels birthday?? And she shouldn't even know about the outside world? That brie Larson movie the room or something where the kid escapes in a carpet. When will my life begin?? This is all you know!

If the tower is blocked up how did mother gother get up and down the tower when Rapunzels hair was shorter? Why even teach her the concept of birthdays? Why even teach her how to talk?? Why give her books? Skip the drama stay with mama was so so iconic and ahead of its time. Honestly wow cultural moment it.

Caring about your wanted poster is very One Piece coded.

Did you fancy that horse? I'm sorry what the fuck how dare what how

No but seeing the horse from Tangled is like seeing a god. What he has done for the world and my own mental health cannot be understated. If ever I don't laugh at the horse I am dead. A well isolated tower? This is so easy to find what the fuck. It would definitely be a pokestop or even a gym. Some would say that iron Man Vs Captain America is the best combat fight in modern cinema but it's literally just Rapunzel with the frying pan first meeting Flyn. I refuse to believe that she knows so much about the outside world but doesn't know what a fucking hat is. Kuba thought Rapunzel was Naruto. Why give Rapunzel paint. Packing gothel a very Ghibli lunch.

Not Flyn instantly falling in love with a seventeen year old! Nonce!? Okay she is serving face in that first scene. Yeah what kind of a name is Rapunzel.

How is he not concussed after all of this? Is this whole movie a weird hallucination he's having??

The plan about seeing the lanterns for the crown? Actually genius fair play. She knows she can seduce him in that time too to make him WEAK! Honestly such a queen.

As a rule, the movie tangled as a whole is just like brioche bread.

How does she know that tower is made of bricks and that they can move individualy? Does seeing him get down the tower like that not freak her out? Can only enter or exit with hair. Unless that's how mother gothel did it before? Oh that would make sense but how would she have the upper body strength?

Okay her first reaction to grass is good but how does she even know what grass is?

I'd love to watch mother gothel reacts to tangled. Imagine her seeing Rapunzel escape and she's like no bloody way.

Id love to see a tangled where this plays out. She makes it back from the lanterns and gives the guy the crown back and she just spends the rest of her life sneaking in and out of the tower.

'like a grape' SO ICONIC.

How does she not have hairy legs?? She really is a child ew.

When the horse eats the wanted poster I die.

Can't believe she dropped her basket.

A tangled where mother gothel never found the satchel.

There is no way they animated her hair at the same length in every shot.

One of my favourite breaking into song moments. The hot women that ends up with the ugly guy? Bitch what is wrong with you he is grim as fuck love yourself stop with the charity work.

OPINIONS THAT WILL HAVE YOU LIKE THIS.

Wow too bad Rapunzel was socialised so well. What and how.

Maximus! How dare I forget his name.

HOW DOES HE NOT KNOW THAT SHE CANT LEAVE THE TOWER THATS HER WHOLE THING WE HAVE HAD SONGS

This relationship is so bong soon and her CEO

What conditioner does she use though.

Why would they make a dam there? There is nothing there? They don't need one?

Dying like that fucking sucks. I would panic attack myself to death before drowning

How does she know what drowning is?

He told his dead name way too easy? He was begging for someone to ask him about his name. Let me tell you my TRAGIC backstory I beg of you I'm actually an orphan uwu

Why she gotta sing so slow and smoochy. Get it over with.

You can't tell anyone about this.. she always calls him Eugene and he always responds? He wants it to happen so badly.

Gothels voice though holy shit she has pipes.

No socks with boots?? Red flag.

Animal handling nat 20.

I love when she first goes to the city. This is the whole reason I love this movie. The music and everything. Her moment of wander and pure joy I want it so bad. I want to feel the pure joy she feels. The girls braiding her hair?? My Roman empire

NOT THE DANCING SCENE 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

The joy and happiness she brings people is so so Tohru Honda.

Maybe I love these characters is because I want to be like them but I'm autistic so I don't know how.

Omg and Rapunzel having two parents that love eachother and both want to find her. Yeah I'm jealous that is a flex

The fact that her parents always set off the first lantern chokes me up man.

THIS SONG NO NO NO

My stomach is flipping I love this song

Cry time.

This song is how I felt when I was in South Korea. This is where I'm meant to be.

Not Flyn saying he's only fallen in love cuz she turned 18 today.

They definitely fucked in that boat with the lanterns imagine the vibe fuck. Okay maybe not with the chameleon there.

How is she going to let one man ruin the best day she's ever had.

That is the fastest death row I have ever seen. Why even bother celling him?

Omg when she sees the patterns it literally so iconic. What cinema.

Bitch opened her third eye.

Rapunzel what are you doing up there? Mother not now I've reached enlightenment.

The moment with the glass breaking to symbolise the illusion of the towers safety breaking for Rapunzel.

How did he not bust his nuts with that landing.

That horse probably getting such a high honour for this undercover mission to save the princess. Oh wait he literally does. I forgot.

HE SAID LET DOWN YOUR HAIR.

See this is what gothel should have done with rapuzel on day one.

Wait heal him but have him chained up so he'll die slower of starvation.

HIM CUTTING HER HAIR OFF WAS SO SO BASED. WHAT A MAN OH MY GOD.

Gothels deaths keeps up with the older Disney princess tradition of all evil mother deaths must be scary as fuck.

You were my new dream. Iconic I should get a tattoo. No Disney adults are something else what an ick.

Would love to see a Tangled 2 Disney straight to DVD where we see that her kids have inherited her powers! Blonde hair too!

IMAGINE HOW THAT FEELS AS A PARENT! How they did this scene with no talking was genius on Disney's part. I mean what would they even say to each other. How the queen pulled him into the hug too 😭

The ugly guy and his hottie no no no

Yes Max with the promotion.

The lanterns in the day as opposed to the night! They aren't lighting up the night to look for her! They're sending them up in celebration they don't need them for their light! Just aesthetic.

This credit song pops off

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