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anwarism · 1 month

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Tell me you never thought about Biker Vi. I will never believe you 😆

#arcane #arcane fanart #digital painting #arcane vi #biker vi #arcane jinx

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tojisun · 1 month

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was struck suddenly by this thought

okay biker!simon but he's got his shit together and he's hubby and you have a kid (2yo?) with him

in India, bikes are the primary mode of transport everyone has one and lots of the kids love love going on rides. my 2nd cousin (?) (relations are diff there) he's 2 years old and he's the cutest thing in the world and he will not sleep at night until his dad takes him out for a spin on the bike. he comes back all smiley and sleepy it's so fucking cute omfg

IMAGINE THAT WITH SIMON

( bikes aren't seen as dangerous in India bc literally every household has one and people will carry their babies on the bike. ik it's different elsewhere but I just cannot stop thinking ab simon going for a spin with his baby :((( )

love you, drink water sunny 👊

ur cousin not sleeping till he gets a ride is so cute omg :((( such a cutie pie 🥺

but no absolutely!! i feel like biker!simon would spoil his kids sm that they get demanding when he doesn’t get to take them out on a ride

thinking about your little two year old girl waiting patiently in the living room while her dad washes up (simon closed the shop today), with her little helmet already strapped in. the tv is on for reruns of cartoons but she’s distracted, squirming at every drop of sound, thinking it’s simon finally out of the shower.

you chuckle as you rub her back, trying to make her calm down, but you guess her exhaustion and excitement are finally mixing, making one whiny baby. you pitch forward to press a kiss on her little fist.

that, at least, makes her look at you.

“excited, little pea?” you ask, brushing your thumb on the apple of her cheek.

“mhmm!” she says before turning back to her cartoons.

what a blessing she is.

simon pops out of the corner just then, crooning, “ready to go, peanut?”

your daughter squeals, scrambling to get off the couch to run towards simon. simon laughs, crouching down and opening his arms to embrace her, but she’s barrelling into him too fast, unable to stop, and it knocks her helmet against his chin.

“jesus–”

“daddy, go!” is all what your daughter says, so impatient and spoiled, and simon just coos again, finding no fault in her little demands.

“of course, of course.” he stands up. “let’s say bye to mommy?”

you stand then too, moving close to them carefully. your beloved angel turns at hearing simon’s words, her pudgy cheeks now rounder with her smile. “buh-bye!”

“bye bye, darlin’,” you reply, kissing her little fist again. “have fun with daddy, yeah? tell him to ride carefully because he’s got my whole world with him.” this you say to simon, playful and teasing.

simon scrunches his nose in reply—fatherhood looks so beautiful in him.

“don’t worry, love. y’know i’ll do everything to keep her safe,” he murmurs, pressing close to breathe you in. “we’ll be home in twenty. see you then.”

you kiss his jaw. “see you then, baby.”

your little angel waves her goodbyes again before they disappear to the garage, simon’s quiet murmurs filling up the space while your daughter hums in replies, still not yet ready for much words.

simon hefts himself up and places her in front of him, making sure that her helmet is secured and her jacket’s all zipped up. it is a quiet routine, one that simon completes with ferocious intensity. he’s never once skipped out on this, never once had been lazy with it, and it makes your heart warm.

he looks up after his final check, turning to you with one last wave, before he’s snapping his visor down and revving the engine. then they’re off.

later, simon will come back with a slumbering princess in his arms. you two make a quiet work on removing her helmet and her shoes, before simon takes her to sleep. then, he’ll slide in beside you, pull you in for cuddles, before recounting their little adventure to you.

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IM SORRY THIS BECAME A RAMBLE AND ITS NOT EVEN ABOUT THE BIKE RIDE BUT ITS JUST :((( dad simon is so so precious

love you too vi and yes im gulping down rn as i type!!

#violet <3 #ask #biker!simon #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley x reader #dad simon riley

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sashaisready · 1 month

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This Must Be The Place: Chapter 2 -Feet on the ground

Biker!Bucky x Femme Reader

Back at your beloved late grandmother's home to pack up her house, you have a run-in with the town's biker gang 'The Howling Commandos' and find yourself entangled with the metal armed President.

Series Masterlist

No specific warnings in this one (apart from Biker!Bucky of course). Some brief references to grief. Sorry it's on the shorter side, just need to set up our story. Thanks to all who have reblogged/commented, it means a lot!

You sipped your drink as you told Bucky all about granny and moving into her house. He nodded solemnly as he leaned on the bar and listened intently, the depth of his attention surprising you. You didn’t expect him to be so easy to talk to. Behind you, Wanda and Vis were very obviously pretending to be chatting, while clearly eavesdropping on your conversation.

“Oh yeah, she was a nice lady. I’m sorry for your loss,” Bucky told you with sincerity after you’d finish the whole tale. “She was a tough old gal”.

“Uh, thanks,” you replied quietly, not realising until now what an emotional gut punch it still was to talk about her. “And yeah…she was”.

You cleared your throat and changed the subject. You cocked an eyebrow and looked at him curiously.

“So…what’s your deal?”

He grinned, “What’d you mean?”

“You know,” you pointed to his kutte, “all this. You’re one of the top guys, I guess? I’m sorry, I don’t really know the lingo…”

“I’m the President” he smirked and pointed to one of his patches, clearly a little amused by your ignorance.

You peered over at the fabric square. “Mm. So, what, you drive around town on your bikes causing mayhem and throwing darts at women’s butts?”

“Something like that, yeah,” he laughed. “But mostly we’re here, or at the auto shop across town”.

“Busy, busy” you teased. “I’m sure its all legitimate and above board…”

He winked. God, what a dangerous wink. You instinctively knew that wink had ruined lives.

You both exchanged a small smile.

“You’re not afraid of me, huh?” Bucky teased.

“Should I be?” you boldly shot back.

He grinned. “No. But a lot of people are”.

“Well…your aesthetics aren’t super warm and fuzzy”.

“No…guess not”.

You continued to sip your drink as you tried to fight off the nagging voice telling you to back off. God only knows what he gets up to when he’s not at the bar or fixing cars or at whatever other business fronts they had. You didn’t need another dangerous, no-good man in your life…You were only supposed to sort the house out, live quietly for a little while and then leave. Not get embroiled with the locals, and certainly not with the President of a probably criminal motorcycle club…

…and yet…

“So…you working while you’re staying here?” he asked curiously.

“Mm. Maybe. I have some savings. And thankfully the mortgage at my grandmother’s place is paid off, so at least that’s one less thing. But I might get something part time to keep the lights on”.

Bucky smirked and held his arm up to the bar behind you. “Work here”.

You laughed. “What? Yeah, good one…”

“I’m serious. You need extra cash. We apparently need some help here after you tore my poor bartender apart. So why not? Sounds like you have some experience…”

“I do yeah…but…”

“But what?” he asked, a hint of interrogation in his voice.

“Well, I was thinking more like a coffee shop or delivering pamphlets or something. Not working nights with drunks…”

“Oh, but we’re friendly drunks. Plus, the regulars tip well,” he pushed. “You can spend the days working on the house and then do a few evenings here until you move on. It’s perfect”.

You frowned. It was pretty perfect, actually. You thought about protesting, but as you looked back at Bucky’s expression you immediately understood that this was someone who was very used to getting his own way.

“You’re not gonna drop this, are you?” you asked.

“Nope” he responded, popping the ‘p’ and shaking his head.

You sighed, chewing your lip with hesitation.

“Will your club mind? I mean…they don’t know me. All they know is I yelled at one of them”.

“Eh. Everyone yells at Parker”, he shrugged. “You’ll fit right in”.

You frowned, then looked back at him suspiciously.

“But…Why are you doing this? You barely know me. I might be a serial killer for all you know…”

He chuckled. “Well, I’ve met a lot of bad guys in my time, Sugar, and trust me, you get pretty good at figuring people out. Plus, I get it, grief is tough, and your grandmother lived here all her life and was a big part of the community. And you’re her family. We do look out for one another here; this is our home after all”.

You blinked in surprise, not expecting that answer. Your sceptical side half believed he just wanted to get in your pants, but he sounded sincere regardless.

You looked over at his group who were laughing and drinking jovially, then across the room at the wide range of clientele. You’d certainly had worked at worse places.

Sighing, you turned back to Bucky. “Well…fine. Let’s do it. But I’m not wearing booty shorts or anything ridiculous for a uniform”.

This coaxed a belly laugh from him. “No…only the male bartenders wear those,” he quipped. “Jeans and tees are fine. Maybe a flannel if you really wanna mix it up”.

You nodded. “Okay, I can do that”.

He smiled back at you sweetly, but a hint of something edgier lay beneath. The way he eyed you made you feel…exposed. Like you were a doe caught in the crosshairs. It wasn’t unpleasant, no, in fact it made your lower belly surge, sending a wave of butterflies through you.

“Welcome aboard, Sugar” he grinned.

You smiled back, once again knowing full well you were treading into dangerous territory...but unable to stop yourself.

#bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #bucky barnes x you #james bucky barnes #this must be the place fic #biker!bucky #motorcycle club au bucky

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ffiahh · 11 months

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CHIMERA

Biker Vi Headcannons

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Biker Vi would have her short hair in a low ponytail, and a small braid peeking out from the bottom of her helmet.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Would lean against her motorbike, with her arms crossed. Hot.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Biker Vi would definitely keep her hand on your thigh whenever she can, just to touch you.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Would rev the engine to tell you she's here.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Goes on late night drives with you.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Biker Vi would have her hands on your thighs; while making out with you, keeping them apart so she could lean in between them whilst your on her motorbike.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Has your helmet and suit with her, for whenever you want to ride with her.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Let's you put cute stickers on her helmet.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Biker Vi would like the feel of your body pressing into your back and your arms tight around her waist. For affection and sexual reasons.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ "It's alright, baby. I'm here, you can hold onto me, I'll drive slow, okay?"

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Would definitely buy biker gloves that show as much skin as possible, just cause she likes to see you blush at the look of her veiny hands peeking through.

☾*:･ﾟ✧ "You like my gloves? Thought you would."

☾*:･ﾟ✧ Does that really hot thing where; if she's waiting at a red light, straightens up with one hand on the handle and the other on her thigh.

✧ Hairstyle is heavily inspired by this fanart from m0rket on Twitter!

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marvelsgirl616 · 8 days

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╰•★★ OBX: RC/DS ★★•╯

⤷ •• fics:

- possessed.

- NSFW 💭🔥: one.

⤷ •• icons:

- season one: one. | two. | three.

⤷ •• prompts/visuals:

⤷ ••• biker!rafe masterlist: link.

⤷ ••• dark/obsessedrafe! vis. •••

-> if I can’t have you then no one can.

-> i’d let the world burn for you.

••• drew/rafe smutty visuals:

- vid of drew saying “oh fuck”

- rafe/drews hands: num. 1 | num. 2

⤷ ••• rafe angsty visuals:

- one. |

( sarah & rafe meme )

— bts pics: diff pics. bts. | drew & rudy | charles & drew.

— pics: happy/sad |

— videos: drew & chase dancing | drew 1. | tiktok of drew + nicholas |

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stemmmm · 19 days

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how do you bike safely? i'd love to bike places but im so afraid of getting run over (american here)

(also american) unfortunately the best answer I can give you is that you need to live in a city that actually has good bike infrastructure 😭 and that's not something that's typically a choice people can make!!

In terms of things you can do to be safer, they're all pretty universally agreed upon so I'm sure you could find any bike resource or youtuber who can explain this all better than me, BUT...

Most importantly: Gauge your personal comfort with taking risks. I know from experience that if you aren't confident on the road, you aren't going to do well there. There is no such thing as being completely safe on a bike, but in that vein, you're also never completely safe from other drivers in your own car either.

Know your area and how bike friendly it is, know your local road laws. You are classified as a slow moving vehicle, you are legally allowed to be on the street.

Equip your bike with front and rear lights--preferably ones that flash, wear hi-vis, take up space, and make yourself visible. The safest biker is one that everyone knows is there. Also, learn hand signals to communicate with people on the road. Always move predictably.

Find routes that avoid cars. This can mean knowing where there are bike lanes or knowing quiet neighborhoods that you can take alternate routes through to avoid main roads.

Always be aware of your surroundings. Make sure you can look over your shoulders and use hand signals without swerving or losing control.

If you don't bike much, try leisure riding to get more practice. Join bike clubs and participate in group rides! These can be particularly good for road riding practice, as it's pretty common for groups to take to the road and there's safety in numbers.

I don't have resources to dig into on hand, as everything I know about biking was taught to me by my wife, but I highly recommend watching videos of what others do while road riding to emulate if you ever do try it. I hope... this information is helpful.

#m.txt #m.ask

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springlibrary · 1 year

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Against the Tide Masterlist

Dark!Biker!James Conrad x F!Reader

Summary: Your life takes an unexpected turn as the leader of the biker gang that took over your town sets his eyes on you.

Warnings: noncon/dubcon, graphic violence, physical abuse, power imbalance, manipulation, coercion.

A/N: Moodboard by the main bae @mochie85

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Part VI coming soon

#james conrad #james conrad x reader #dark james conrad #biker au

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harryfashionarchive · 2 years

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Harry on stage for Harryween (LA, pt. VI) | October 31, 2022

Custom Gucci Danny Zuko Costume

For his third iteration of Harryween, this time in LA, Harry opted for a classic rock n’ roll costume in Grease’s Danny Zuko. We’ll cover this look in two posts, starting with the jacket:

Harry put a personal spin on the classic T-birds black leather jacket, adorning the back with red appliqués and crystal studs spelling out “H WEEN” and a strawberry. The cropped biker jacket also featured a red plaid lining.

📸: livehead16

#10.31.22 #october22 #2022 #gucci #hslot22 #harryween

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xgradiant · 10 months

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so I've currently been working on a very big ishimondo fic, which happens to be a rewrite of one that got a fair amount of attention on ao3 (you can find it here). I'm extremely proud of it, and although I've been tracking my progress (including published excerpts!) on an author's note on the linked work, I wanted to try and generate a small prospective audience here as well!

I'm also more than willing to unofficially share my work with y'all on a Google Doc, so if you decide that this might be up your alley, go ahead and check it out! it's completely canon compliant, though the last two "acts" happen parallel to canon and are where the most creative liberties are taken. but I've always favored pieces that could've actually happened--especially when canon is just a big slap in the face.

at the time of this post, I've completed two chapters and am currently working simultaneously on another two. three chapters have excerpts, which will be included in this post; as I complete more, additional excerpts will be posted as reblogs. and if this post gets enough attention (which tbh I strongly doubt but it's okay), I'll also reblog whenever I hit a milestone and wanna notify y'all about it. each reblog will also have the current word count, just for kicks.

so, without further ado, here's my sneak peek!

title: at the edge of hell

current word count: 36.5k

summary:

"There at the edge of hell...a promise between men was waiting for me. Never saw it comin'."

A story in nine acts: six you've seen, two behind the scenes, and one you've always been waiting for.

The tragedy, the romance, and the cautionary tale of two men, told and untold, in which the wall dividing the black and white sides of morality is irrevocably breached.

This is what happened after the biker broke the computer.

chapters:

ACT I: the blackened.

ACT II: the investigation.

Interlude I: Monokuma Theater

ACT III: the trial.

ACT IV: the execution.

Interlude II: Exclusive Interview w/ Enoshima

ACT V: the reunion.

ACT VI: the spotless.

Epilogue: A Glooming Peace

EXCERPTS BELOW THE CUT

ACT I.

Taka stares at him through the darkness. He’s confused. “Mondo?” he whispers. “What’s wrong?”

...

But now a different voice cuts in. One he doesn’t recognize, one that doesn’t sound like any of the voices that have whispered to him tonight. Almost gleefully, it says, But one of you will die, Owada. You’ll never have this chance again.

His muscles tense. He didn’t need to remember that. Oh, God, how desperately he wanted to forget that. He blinks the tears away from his eyes, willing them to not fall, and between blinks, it’s like Taka switches from himself to a ghoulish form. Like he’s dying before Mondo’s eyes. And the growing concern on his face, the anxiety, seals Mondo’s fate, for better or for worse.

“Nothing,” he says, his tone raspy and distant and wrong in a way that only he could recognize. “You really want this?”

Taka’s entire body seems to activate at the invitation. The concern disappears in a flash as his face morphs into something else entirely, something that only Mondo has ever seen. Taka moves towards him, balancing on his hands and knees, and backs the biker against the headboard. “Yes,” he breathes.

Mondo grabs his face and looks him square in the eye. Pleading with him. Pleading with his soul. Hoping that in the words that will never be enough, Taka understands what he needs, what he’ll always need.

“Then touch me, Taka,” Mondo says shakily. “Touch me like our goddamn lives depend on it.”

ACT II.

“Do you know?” he asks with a gravelly tone.

Taka’s lips become a thin line on his face. He glances towards Mondo’s hand on his cheek; Mondo briefly wonders if Taka will try and remove it. The smaller man squirms, visibly upset, and avoids Mondo’s gaze as he says, “Know? Know what?”

Mondo’s eyes widen. So we’re both lying to each other. He suppresses the urge to swear at Taka, the way that the old Mondo would. “The killer, Taka,” he whispers. “That’s why you’re so scared. Ya figured it out, didn’t you?”

The electricity that crackles between them is so thick that Mondo can physically feel it coursing through their bodies in a dangerous circuit. There is no grounding it, no escaping its vicious cycle. But as much as it hurts him, he cannot tear his eyes away from Taka’s--they’re so big, and red, and scared. They glitter with tears, and when one droplet falls onto the back of Mondo’s hand, it burns like acid.

He doesn’t know which one of them will break first. They face each other, breathing harder and harder because the heat of their bodies is sucking all of the oxygen out of the hallway. Mondo yearns for the darkness that muffled their emotions last night. He prays that the energy between them will cause a sudden blackout so that he does not have to read the words scrawled behind Taka’s eyes. The gravity they generate draws them in like magnets, and between heartbeats, Mondo finds that their foreheads have pressed together. They are so close to a kiss, and yet Taka’s heart feels a million miles away from his.

“I don’t know,” Taka says tightly.

The corners of Mondo’s lips quirk into a dry smile. “I kinda don’t believe you.”

ACT III.

Out of the corner of his eye, Mondo can see some struggle fading over Taka’s face, and his twitching mouth suggests that he wants to say something. As the group nears the stairs, he finally asks, “Do you think Byakuya really didn’t do it? Or Genocide Jill?”

Mondo stiffens. He actually sees stars for a second as an indescribably terrible emotion threatens to overwhelm him. His mind fills with awful, awful thoughts, every single one of them aimed right at the heart of the man at his side. His vision flickers, and suddenly, he is not walking through the hallway. He is in the locker room, a dumbbell in hand, lost in a fog of red. His echoey voice is not his own.

“Are you...making fun of me?”

It’s a horrible experience. He has no control over his mind or his body. He turns towards the person beside him, whose face he cannot make out in the haze. Something is pulling at him, like a puppet master manipulating the barbed strings. Reality trembles as it suddenly cleaves in two, leaving Mondo with one foot in one moment and one in the other. In one reality, the strings around his right wrist tug upwards; in the other, a string around his jaw tugs his mouth open. And he can tell that in the second reality, he is about to say something completely unforgivable, something that not even Taka could overlook. He can taste the venom right at the tip of his tongue. He wants to spit it out.

Then something else closes around his right hand. Another hand, two hands, clasping around his fist and gingerly bringing it back to rest against his thigh. There’s a violent sensation of a vacuum all around him. The world spins and sharpens as it is redrawn by the slender fingers that brush over the callouses on Mondo’s hand, beckoning him back, anchoring him once again. And then, there he is, standing on the tile, staring wide-eyed at Taka, who will not die today. Taka, whom Mondo could never hurt. Taka, who could save a life with nothing more than a touch.

“Why on earth would I ever make fun of you?” he says softly.

#ishimondo #mondo owada #kiyotaka ishimaru #danganronpa #trigger happy havoc #drthh #fanfic #fanfiction #ao3

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moonrevolutions · 2 months

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some of vi's favorite perfume / fragrantica reviews...

on shocking by schiaparelli

To all those who would refer to Shocking as a "grandma fragrance" - - your grandma is a whore. Please give me her number, I want her to be my wing woman. Honey dripping over everything: gardens, thighs, kitchen cabinets, up those damn stairs, all the way to boudoir. Why wear this in winter and hide it? In the summer heat it shines, corrupting all those around it as the sweetest air of ruin. (the older the vintage, the better - - ferment that skank!).

on rauque by robert greco:

A gloomy, greasy haired biker stands in front of an opening to a cave in a damp forest. He’s holding a bouquet of violets. He ushers you in and you sit together quietly on a leather couch listening to the sounds of the woodland. You notice some mushrooms and wonder whether you left the heating on at home.

on dark vinyl musk by bohoboco:

A group of people making out intensely, some wearing heavy lipstick. Saliva. Heat. In a church while doing lines of snow off the Bible. This sexual encounter so close to demonic possession. Charismata. Speaking in tongues. My husband says it smells like a sandwich shop. We are not the same.

on yesterday by room 1015:

smells like yesterday's ass.

on female christ by 19-69:

really fruity car and panties smell. like you just had sex in a dealership vehicle and are spraying something to cover it up. not really for me but i love the fantasy of it

ngl he be talking like this regularly too in conversation for no reason. he's always had the cadence and vocab of an unhinged, but deeply poignant perfume reviewer... i should compile a list of his poetic, but troubling and fun quotes...

#*･༓☾ about! a shimmer in the night.#/ if u dont have an account on fragrantica ur missing out.#/ musing blogs wish they had this kind of pizzazz and depth.

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anwarism · 1 year

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Every month, I give myself a drawing challenge to help me to work on a precise subject on paper. April was the month of portraits (71 portraits drew in 30 days) and May is focused on dynamic gestures. And of course, my brain succeeds to add CaitVi in this challenge 😅

So I started with dance, because that's hot as fuck 😆

And I also tried some drawings pretty unexpected...

Caitlyn with abs, like we all know, and a biker Vi...

#arcane #arcane fanart #caitvi #piltover's finest #dynamic postures #i want to draw them in all sports!#so many possibilities...#all these muscles #and these curves

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tojisun · 8 days

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hi love!! see I've been trying to find your dbf!simon masterlist and I think I'm dumb bc I can't find it,,,

DRINK WATER🫵

and pls tell me where to find dbf!simon fics bc I wanna read it all again before I read your new one (which from a glance looks YUMMY)

love you much!!

hi vi my lovely sweetheart <333

nono ur not dumb!! im the one who is bc i didnt create a separate mlist for it 😭

but the works are linked in biker!simon mlist (at the very bottom)!! the first instalment was supposed to only be a subset of biker!simon but it exploded into its different au (the bike, for instance, has now disappeared LMAO) bc i wanted the pain to grow 🧚

IM DRINKING WATER YES!! YOU HYDRATE TOO!!

i love you very much too vi <33 take care my star mwahhh

#violet <3 #ask

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nerds-yearbook · 2 months

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Appendix: Some Nerd Appearances of David Warner

Teen Titans Go! - The Lobe (2020)

Mary Poppins Returns - Admiral Boom (2018)

The Alienist - Professor Cavanaugh (2018)

The Amazing World of Gumball - Dr Wrecker (2015 - 2016)

Baldur's Gate: Siege of Dragonspear - Jon Irenicus (2016)

Southern Troopers - Admiral Warner (2015)

Penny Dreadful - Professor Abraham Van Helsing (2014)

Doctor Who - Professor Grisenko (2013)

Wizard - Merlin (2013)

The Evil Clergyman - The Evil Clergyman (2012)

The Secret of Crickley Hall - Percy Judd (2012)

A Thousand Kisses Deep - Max (2011)

Tron: The Next Day - Ed Dillenger (2011)

Graceless - Daniel (2010)

Doctor Who: Dreamland - Lord Azlok (2009)

Hogfather - Lord Downey (2006)

The League of Gentlemen's Apocalypse - Dr Erasmus Pea (2005)

Cyber Wars - Joseph Lau (2004)

Cortex - Master of the Organization (2004)

Dr Jeckyll & Mr Hyde - Sir Danvers Carew (2003)

The Grim Adventures of Billy & Mandy - Nergal (2001 - 2003)

The Code Conspiracy - Professor (2002)

The Little Unicorn - Ted Regan (2001)

Planet of the Apes - Senator Sandar (2001)

Men In Black animated - Alpha (1997 - 2001)

Star Trek: Klingon Academy - Chancellor Gorkon (2000)

The Secret Adventures of Jules Verne - Arago (2000)

Buzz Lightyear of Star Command - Lord Angstrom (2000)

Batman Beyond - Ra's Al Ghul (2000)

Baldur's Gate II: Shadows of Amn (2000)

Star Wars: Force Commander - Grand Gen Brashin

Superman animated - Ra's Al Ghul (1999)

Descent 3 - Dravis (1999)

The Outer Limits - Inspector (1995 - 1999)

Total Recall 2070 - Dr Felix Latham (1999)

Wing Commander - Admiral Geoffery (1999)

Toonsylvania - Doctor Vic Frankenstien (1998)

Houdini - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (1998)

Fallout - Morpheus (1997)

Spider-Man animated - Herbert Landon (1995 - 1997)

Preversions of Science - Dr Nordhoff (1997)

Freakazoid - The Lobe (1995 - 1997)

Captain Simian & the Space Monkeys - the Glyph (1997)

Privateer 2 - Rhinehart (1996)

Beast Master III - Lord Agon (1996)

Gargoyles - Archmage (1995)

Iron Man - Arthur Dearborn (1995)

Batman animated - Ra's Al Ghul (1992 - 1995)

Final Equinox - Shilow (1995)

Biker Mice from Mars - Ice Breaker (1995)

Mighty Max - Talon (1994)

Babylon 5 - Aldous Gajic (1994)

Lois and Clark the New Adventures - Jor-El (1994)

Adventures of Brisco County Jr - Winston Smiles (1993)

Quest of the Delta Knights - Lord Vultare (1993)

Body Bags - Dr Lock (1993)

Wild Palms - Eli Levitt (1993)

Dinosaurs - Spirit of the Tree (1993)

Star Trek the Next Generation - Gul Madred (1992)

Captain Planet and the Planeteers - Zarm (1992)

Tales from the Crypt - Dr Alan Goetz (1992)

Return to the Lost World - Professor Summerlee (1992)

The Lost World - Professor Summerlee (1992)

Star Trek VI - Chancellor Gorkon (1991)

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles II - Professor Jordan (1991)

Twin Peaks - Thomas Eckhardt (1991)

Spymaker - Adm Godfry (1990)

Star Trek V - St John Talbot (1989)

Worlds Beyond - Ken Larkin (1988)

My Best Friend is a Vampire - Professor Leopold (1987)

Frankenstien - the creature (1984)

The Man With Two Brains - Dr Alfred (1983)

Tron - Ed Dillenger (1982)

Time Bandits - Evil Genius (1981)

Time After Time - Dr John Leslie/Jack the Ripper (1979)

#nerds yearbook #appendix #david warner #scifi

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FAMILY REUNION.

a grey siblings au small fanfic by charmcaster ! takes place during the events of lego ninjago season 9: hunted. (writers note: please be nice, this is my first time writing a fanfic here! i think it’s good and i’m sure others will like it!)

The Resistance, most of them were elemental masters. Amber, Poison, Mind, Metal, Light, Speed . . . and . . .

Shadow.

That’s who was going to show up and fight, Shade, the elemental master of Shadow. He used his powers sneaking into the shadows of where the S.O.G roamed across the building, taking out a few goons, he made his way up more stories until he reached . . . there.

Ultra Violet was recording her show, ‘Ultra Hunt,’ the sudden noise made her flinch causing her to fall down from the platform she stood on. Skip Vicious and Chopper Maroon gasped, “It’s one of them, don’t worry! We got this!” But as soon as they brought their fists and weapons up, Ultra Violet stepped forward her sai in her hand. “Oh, yeah! She’s gonna beat him up!” Getting a clear view of who it actually was, she dropped her sai, letting the weapon fall making a loud metal clank. Chopper Maroon cheered, “okay! fists!yeah!” Ultra Violet slowly made her way toward Shade, stepping closer and close but what she did next was unexpected . . .

She wrapped her arms around him tightly, though he was taken aback by the sudden gesture, he calmly hugged back. Ultra Violet wanted to cry but she couldn’t, that would ruin her reputation. Shade could tell she missed him, he could tell she just wanted to break down because she missed her older brother. “I’m sorry . . .” She spoke, eyes getting teary, shaking. “It’s okay . . . I’m here.” The older sibling rubbed her back as she let go of the embrace, eyes wet from the tears, Shade sighed. Chopper Maroon and Skip Vicious slowly exited the room making sure Ultra Violet couldn’t spot them.

“Why aren’t you mad ? Why aren’t you angry at me ?” Ultra Violet asked, getting upset again. “Vi, you’re a criminal, you’ve done things that are terrible . . . but you’re my family. And family and friends always comes first.” He smiled at her, “I—I love you, Shadey. One last hug before you go?” Ultra Violet asked, opening her arms up.

“Okay, Vi.” He gave her a hug, Ultra Violet buried her face into his shoulder, making a small pouting noise. Shade could tell that something was wrong, sure she missed him, but there was more to it. “Hey . . . Vi ? Is something wrong ?” He asked and the other shook her head, a lie. She wasn’t okay. “. . . Please, Vi. Tell me, tell your big brother what’s going on.”

Her face still in his shoulder, she finally fully broke down in tears, “I—I don’t want you to leave! Please! Please . . . I’m sorry for crying. I’m sorry.” She said, shaking, this was met by Shade gently handing his sister a dirty yet adorable teddy bear. “You remember him, don’t you? Mr. Fluffy, the stuffed bear from your childhood that I got you ?” Ultra Violet nodded. “So, whenever you feel lonely and I’m not here, you can have this for comfort.”

The biker held the teddy bear in her arms, it’s been so long since she held it. She felt safe. “T-Thank you.” Shade made his way to the door but stopped before he made his exit. “Vi?” He said, “Yeah?”

“It’s okay to be scared, it’s okay to cry.”

Hearing those words, she broke down, falling to her knees.

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propermiye · 1 day

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Guémiyé Magazine Issue N°3

Issue N°3 is out. Finally !!! I couldn't see the end of it !

Issue N1 and N2

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through-the-trees-rpg · 1 year

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ambiance & inspirations.

Through The Trees | Ici, vous plongerez dans la petite ville ensommeillée de Boring, Oregon, dont les mauvaises langues diront qu'elle porte bien son nom. Pour imaginer la vie dans cette bourgade, aux parfums de feux de cheminée et de pétrichor, nous vous proposons un petit aperçu des inspirations et esthétiques qui ont accompagné sa création.

keywords: dark forests ; bigfoot ; vhs tapes ; camping ; old newspapers ; flannel shirts ; backpacks ; velvet curtains ; abandoned railway ; short horror stories ; night at the diner ; fog ; strange footprints ; campfires ; rural exodus ; broken neons ; moss and mushrooms ; hiking trails : sawmills ; flying saucers.

☄️ Un forum 'slice of life' dans les 90s D'abord, et avant tout, Through The Trees se veut un forum tranche de vie, où l'on explorera les vies quotidiennes des habitant·e·s, leurs relations, leurs émotions. Ici, faites la part belle aux dramas ordinaires, aux retrouvailles et aux déchirements. Car, à Boring, tout le monde se connaît ; et les secrets ne le restent jamais bien longtemps. Pour retranscrire cela, vos personnages pourront rejoindre une, ou plusieurs, communauté(s) de votre choix. La petite ville, qui a connu son heure de gloire dans le passé, se trouve désormais au ralenti, comme figée par le brouillard qui règne en maître sur les lieux. Par ailleurs, le forum se situe en 1992, et nous ne pouvons que vous encourager à vous plonger entièrement dans cette ambiance de fin de vingtième siècle, avant que la photographie argentique, les radios amateures et les cabines téléphoniques ne sombrent dans l'oubli. A noter : le forum n'a pas vocation à être un rpg tourné vers les gangs ou la mafia. Si l'on y trouvera une communauté de bikers, ainsi qu'un speakeasy, le contexte n'en reste pas moins tourné vers la simplicité, propre à la vie de la petite ville qu'est Boring.

☄️ Une esthétique ancrée dans la nature environnante Nous souhaitons inscrire Through The Trees dans le genre du nature writing, qui désigne une littérature profondément ancrée dans les grands espaces, notamment américains, où les personnages évoluent dans un cadre naturel particulièrement scénique, prépondérant dans les récits. Nous plongerons ici dans le pacific northwest, qui comprend généralement les états de washington, de l'idaho et de l'oregon aux états-unis, et la colombie-britannique au canada. L'imaginaire y est tourné vers les immenses forêts de conifères (on parle d'evergreen), qui recèlent de nombreux mystères. Si le forum n'est pas à proprement parler surnaturel, cette ambiance planante, nappée de brume et de fantasmagories, infusera à travers lui.

☄️ Folklore local & phénomènes paranormaux Vous l'aurez compris, dans un endroit comme Boring, les légendes locales ont toute leur place : observations de soucoupes volantes, apparitions de bigfoot, disparitions mystérieuses dans les bois... Au village, on raconte beaucoup d'histoires, et que l'on y croie ou non, elles imprègnent profondément la culture de celles et ceux qui vivent ici. En terme d'esthétique, on parle de cryptidcore, qui peut désigner la quête romantisée de créatures et de phénomènes surnaturels, une passion qui habite certain·e·s de ceux qui vivent ici, voire qui se rendent à Boring à cette fin. Là encore, rien ne prouve leur existence (mais rien n'indique le contraire...) et dans cette petite bourgade, tout le monde a un avis sur la question.

inspirations: twin peaks ; life is strange ; stranger things ; indian creek...

#forum rpg #rpg francophone #rpg #projet rpg #city #pacific northwest #about through the trees

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