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real-total-drama-takes · 6 months

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My brain is always on td23 cast and about the in universe Total Drama fandom, please have all their favourite contestants

Priya: I. I don't think Priya likes Total Drama if I'm being honest, I think she just feels that all of the contestants are just sort of bad people. If anyone, probably Jasmine? Mainly because she didn't have to watch her for too long.

Bowie: COURTNEY, OBVIOUSLY. He will defend her until the end, he has suibaited for her, he has doxxed for her, he has retweeted fan cams. He went as her for Halloween 2 years in a row.

Millie: Her entire "My generation is bad!" outlook is Zoey's fault.

Julia: She watched Dakota and took NOTHING AWAY FROM WHAT HAPPENED, she calls her a 2000s IT Girl (Even though ROTI came out in 2012) and uses her in her photo dumps as an aesthetic.

Emma: Cody, she was in the trenches defending all of his actions. She's still talking about Coderra in 2023.

Chase: Bro thinks he's Alejandro 💀 He 100% has inspirational alpha male quotes with Alejandro's picture as the background.

Zee: He hasn't seen Total Drama. His favourite RR characters are the Rockers though.

Ripper: Duncan, weirdly I think he's somehow morally a better person than Duncan despite basing his personality on him.

Wayne & Raj: Lighting and Brick respectively, at one point they had matching pfps of them with Jo awkwardly in the middle.

MK: Scarlett, she wouldn't personally do it but she respects that Scarlett wanted to win so badly she tried to kill everyone.

Scary Girl: Mal, she used to roleplay as him on the playground. Mike is her least favourite, thinks he's a pussy and has wrote fanfiction about the great DID Reset failing.

Nichelle: Met Lindsay once who's the reason she even started to watch the show.

Axel: No I'm not saying Shawn and Eva. That's too easy. It is Shawn and Eva though. Jo third.

Caleb: Trent, I can't explain it, just Trent. Claims Trent was fucked over by the editing.

-🪅PiñI think theres a figure in my room hold on

#piñata anon #total drama #total drama 2023

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rwuffles · 9 days

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☕️ ❛ masc vampire rockstar names & pronouns！ ⚣ req ; @vampitsm

pt: masc vampire rockstar names and pronouns. requested by @/vampitsm. end pt.

⠀names — amdis , axl / axel , creed , jett , damon , sinclair , booker , bowie , crimson , elton , levon , sabbath , ramone , rocko , hendrix

⠀pronouns — rock / rocks , star / stars , rock / star , music / musics , classic / classics , vip / vips , rock / roll , headbang / headbanger , head / banger , mega / star , rocker / rockers , celeb / celebs

#︵︵﹒ @rwuffles ｜ ⚣#︵︵﹒ names & prns ｜ ⚣#names #name list #name ideas #name suggestions #pronouns #pronoun list #pronoun ideas #pronoun suggestions #neopronouns #neopronoun list #neopronoun ideas #neopronoun suggestions

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ohshy · 3 months

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Just so ya know you’ve asked for it

WHO’S YOUR TOP 3 FAVORITE BOXERS

MAY WE SEE THE WOMEN’S CIRCUIT AND WHOSE DESIGN ARE YOU MOST PROUD DOF FROM THAT

And finally who would be trusted to watch your kid to watch your children most to least with both men and women circs (hypothetically)

(Giving an anon emoji sign off bc why not statue of litterby )

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ALRIGHT BUCKLE UP ANON AND THE REST thisll b a long one

king hippo (Duh)

von kaiser

hmmmm thats a tough one uhhhh probably either bear hugger, disco kid, aran ryan or soda popinksi !! but id i had to pick, rn itd b (joe biden voice) SODA !!!!

and now for the womens circuit !!!!

Ok so... starting with the challenger, Cassidy Cornfield !

hailing from farley, iowa, shes a little off her rocker. She believes she was put on earth by aliens to box. Though, this is likely just smth she made up as a result of a vivid dream she had when chowing down one too many corn nobs! Speaking of corn, she WILL talk your ear off about all the supposed ‘’proof’’ she has of alien existence, like the crop circles that show up frequently around her hometown. That being said, she IS determined to prove herself for her alien overlords, so prepare for a challenge!

She's modeled after glass corn, which looks like this (thanks to charlie for that idea !!):

Other details include...

her full name is Cassidy C. Campbell (she won't tell what the C stands for)

she's of irish/cherokee descent

they are a tiny straw weight standing at 5'2 feet and weighing 90 lbs, and an adult little mac trains her !!

Speaking of little mac, unlike him, she had to wait a year to get her boxing license for her 18th birthday. She simply doesn't look old for her age😔 Poor girl still gets handed the childrens menu at restaurants as well!

Her gimmick is that when charged with enough punching power, she can unleash a painful series of punches known as the ‘’Glass corn combo’’. think hondo rush, except like the star punch, it cant be countered, only avoided.

Next up, Beauty Bling !!!

All bling and no brawn !

I've posted her bio before, so i'll keep it brief; basically shes macho man's fame monger younger sister, and unfortunately for her, shes all bling and no brawn! Despite herself though, she's no quitter! She once pulled many all nighters trying to figure out computer science, and now it's one of her biggest hobbies !

other little factoids about her are...

her full name is Brittany Anita Jones

Cis woman, she/her

shes mixed white/native hawaiian (i hc macho to be white/native hawaiian as well).

She's modeled after 00s/y2k fashion

talks like a valley girl

talks on her phone during intermissions. will either b calling her dad or her friends.

Gimmick: Similarly to glass joe, she has poor defense and rarely attacks. Her special attack is her stepping back, moving a hand through her hair, and saying ''Ready to be punched in style?'' and releasing a very easily avoidable uppercut.

Will also say ''rude!'' when you avoid her punch

Next... Axelerator !!!!

The Mighty Mechanic!

This Welsh wrestling-watching mechanic from Cardiff packs a meaner punch than his predecessor ! Too bad this motor mouth gets so excited he can’t resist calling out his attacks every time he throws a punch ! But hey, gotta put on a good show, just like those cool wrestlers on tv !

other factoids about him...

his full name is Axel Cadogan

21 years old

hes a cis woman but goes by he/him pronouns bc hes swag like that

stands at 5 foot tall and weighs 220 lbs.

he wears a mechanic outfit as his boxing uniform.

Gets flustered really damn easily. Especially around hot women.

Gimmick: Basically a huge motor mouth (haha geddit) who calls out all of his attacks, and gives you plenty of time to avoid them. You do gotta watch out which way you dodge, though. Next up, Silver Hook and Scallywag !!!!!

The Meanest Hook Of The Seven Seas !

Ever since she was a little girl, she wanted to be just like the pirates from the stories she read all the time. This of course, includes having a parrot, which she affectionately named Scallywag. Unfortunately, Scallywag keeps running her mouth and telegraphing her owner’s moves ! Despite this, however, Silver can’t stand the thought of not having her emotional support parrot by her side.

Other factoids about her:

Her real name is Maria Bermudez

Cis woman, she/her

shes 29 years old

stands at 6'2 feet and weighs 200 pounds

from Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic

Her parrot is a Black-legged parrot. She’s had it since she was 5 years old.

Brings her parrot literally everywhere

Gimmick: Sure, she might be faster than Axel, but she's still a rather predictable fighter who telegraphs her attacks very clearly. You do gotta watch better which way you dodge, though. When the parrot says ''left!'', well, you better watch your left.

Up Next, the minor circuit champion, Dancing Queen !!!!!

Lay All Your Gloves On Me ~

A huge fan of ABBA, if that wasn’t already obvious, veteran Queen’s entire gimmick is based on that of 70’s pop and disco. She’s also by far the happiest person of perhaps the entire WVBA, despite being arguably the lowest ranking champion of all circuits. Some even theorize that she’d be happy, even if she was THE lowest ranked boxer. That’s because everytime she gets in the ring, she’s 17 again. That’s just how happy those Swedes are !

Other factoids:

Her real name is Heidi Karlsson

She's a trans lady, she/her

shes's 45 years old

she stands at 6'4 ft and weighs 215 lbs.

From Jönköping, Sweden

Always seen smiling. Always.

Became a boxer partially to let our her frustrations about disco fading away as a trend

Gimmick: she has a special move called the criss cross punch, where she diagonally raises her fist to punch you and then the other, similiarly to that iconic disco dance.

____________ Now for the major circuit !!!

Disclaimer: I do Not have designs or certain info for the majority of the characters from here on out. Please bare w/ me

Next up, Black and Bunraku !!!!! (props to charlie for the name)

A Boxer based on the japanese art of bunraku, Black and Bunraku actually consists of ''two fighters''; A puppet who hits you, and the puppeteer who controls the puppets movements, covered from head to toe in black. As a result, the woman's identity is a real mystery.

Other factoids:

Refuses to say her real name, age, height and weight, instead letting the puppet do all the talking.

From Osaka, Japan. This is also where the biggest bunraku theatre is located.

Gimmick: Hitting the puppet won't do anything. Once you figure out the trick to hitting her in the head, she's a fairly easy opponent to take down.

Next up: Nike the Great !!!!! A threatrical tirant and a complete history and art geek, Nike longs to be a wise philosopher slash theater actor like the ancient Greeks, with a boxing twist. Her stage name ‘’Nike’’, meaning victory in Greek, is one she holds because she is sure to be the victor, despite only being in the lower major circuit. Oh well, confidence is a stepping stone to success, right?

Other factoids:

Her real name is Nikki Ioannidis

She identifies as a nonbinary woman, she/he/they

27 years old

She stands at 6'0 feet and weighs 220 lbs.

From Athens, Greece

HUGE rivals with Narcis Prince. only ONE can wear the V for victory and that's HER.

Huge rivals with A Lot of people, including Monarch Mayhem (keep reading to see her bio !!)

During her intermissions and fights, she'll show you some of the art she's made, like painted vases. If you punch it out of her hands, she’ll get REAL mad though, so watch yourself !

Gimmick: Pretty clean fighter, outside of the fact she brings art into the ring. Hey, she's an artist after all !

Up next, Moto Mauler, The Electrifying Biker !!!!!!

This biker chick loves nothing more than the rush of the road and the wind in her hair ! and a good tussle of course. She will make sure to knock you out with the great speed she feels on her motor cycle.

Other factoids:

Her real name's Nguyen Lihn

She's a trans woman, she/her

24 years old

She stands at 5'9 ft and weighs 170 lbs.

From Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam

During her intermissions, she'll talk about how beautiful the sights are and how you oughta be quicker on your feet.

She gets along swimmingly w/ Axel bc duh. mechanic x biker chick, cant go wrong w/ that right?

Gimmick: Clean fighter, outside of entering the ring on a motorcycle. Will try to exhaust you with quick jabs, and when you're tired, releases a series of punches to take you down.

Lastly, Monarch Mayhem, The Monarch of the Major Circuit !!!

Formerly known as Butterfly Bash :3

An unsuccesful artist turned boxer, Monarch Mayhem brings her frustrations into the ring, and with success! She is the crown jewel of the Major Circuit after all. That being said, she will NOT let you forget she's an artist! She will try to hypnotize you with stunning butterfly patterns on her sleeves made by herself of course, and dodge equally elegantly. At least the boxing crowd appreciates her !

Other factoids:

Cis woman, she/her

She's 31 years old

She stands at 6'1 ft and weighs 175 lbs.

From Calabar, Nigeria

Gimmick: Like i said, she'll try to stun you with hypnotizing patterns on her sleeves. The way to avoid this is to block your face, otherwise you'll get dizzy and become incapacitated ! Additionally, she does a lot of fake-outs, making her a formidable champion.

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Now for the world circuit !!!

First off, Scarlet Fever, The Bad Omen !!!!!! Clad with arguably the most unorthodox boxing wear, a robe with a plague doctor mask, Scarlet Fever serves as an omen that the next opponents you’re about to face are the real deal. Other factoids:

Trans woman, she/her

She's 55 years old

Stands at 6'7 ft and weighs 210 lbs.

From Florence, Italy

Doesn’t speak, but does speak in Italian sign language.

Also does plenty of hand gestures in the ring

Secondly, Flossin' Fury, The Mental Dental Case !!!!!

After getting her medical license revoked for malpractise, she's now a dentist turned boxer. Got any cavities? Let's find out!

She's my newest addition to the OC roster, so i. Don't have much apart from a basic premise. She'll get developed soon though dw dw ! Thirdly, Sunny Gunny, The Granny with Guns !!!!!

After becoming tired of being bullied all the time, she trained to defend herself against bullies. Don’t let her old age fool you, she’s still a tanky old lady who can deal quite the mean punches ! That being said, whether you win or lose against her, she’s a nice old woman who’ll bake you some delicious goods !

Other factoids:

Her real name is Sondra ‘’Sunny’’ Seydoux

Cis woman, she/her

She's 80 years old

Stands at 6'5 ft and weighs 180 lbs

From Tallahassee, Florida

Of Haitian American descent

Of course brings baked good in the ring during intermissions. Also Oft seen knitting as well.

Balls of yarn spin around her head when she’s stunned

Gimmick: She just loves hugging her grandchildren, and this bleeds over in the ring as well; she's a real powerful hugger to the point you can b immediately incapacitated when you're hugged. During title defense, She will protect her body with her knitted blanket that can be removed in a certain way. Next up, Butch Diamond, A Girl’s Best Friend !!!!!

An Australian football player turned boxer, Butch has a robust body and an near impenetrable defense, making her a formidable fighter ! She puts her skills she learned from football into good use, so be quick on your feet ! Albeit somewhat cocky, she mostly just hams it up in the ring, and is a kind soul outside of it.

Other factoids:

Her real name is Desmond Kelly

GNC cis woman, she/he

He's 39 years old

He stands at 6'0 ft and weighs 235 lbs

She's from Melbourne, Australia

She's of Aboriginal Australian descent

Very sociable and friendly

Gimmick: Your Glass corn combo won’t work on her stomach! In fact, if you try it, you will lose HP! Instead, try stunning her and hitting her in the face with it! During her title defense, she’ll train harder, and somehow become even more robust. Now, your hands will be incapacitated for a short while if you try to hit her in the stomach repeatedly, longer if you try to do a glass corn combo.

And lastly but not leastly, Nessie,

The Shadow Champion !!!!

I've talked ab her before too, so again will keep it brief.

Gimmick: She's called a shadow champion for a reason ! Somehow, her surroundings become all dark whenever she enters the ring. During title defense, its as if you get pulled underwater. Does she use magic? Is she just that powerful? Nobody knows.

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As for who would be good w/ kids...

Cassidy Cornfield: Not good with kids. Keeps scaring them with stories about aliens.

Axelerator: Axel co-runs his dad's mechanic shop, so hes definitely used to the responsibility.

Silver Hook and Scallywag: Makes kids laugh with her parrot, so pretty good with kids !

Dancing Queen: She has a couple kids of her own ! She's a great momma :3 Loves dancing with them

Black and Bunraku: Nah. Has made kids cry with her puppet. On her own, she's kinda awkward.

Nike the Great: Loves kids ! She loves telling them all kinds of stories ab ancient Greece and myths and being all theatrical about it.

Moto Mauler: Cool big sister type figure. Has a tendency to be too lenient towards kids though.

Monarch Mayhem: Think's kids r alright. Despite how difficult her path as an artist has been, she'd 100% encourage kids to follow their dreams.

Scarlet Fever: Same w/ Cassidy and Bunraku, she scares kids (albeit unintentionally).

Flossin' Fury: She's a dentist. and a scary one at that. So no, kids dont even get close to her vicinity.

Sunny Gunny: Has grandchildren, so naturally adores kids. Would bake delicious goods n spoil them rotten.

Butch Diamond: Also loves kids ! Loves carrying them on her shoulders n letting them climb all over her.

Nessie: Again, scares children, although she finds it funny.

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mayplantstarrwaters · 11 months

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And here's something I have never posted here, yet I always wanted to. My oc, who's also my son - Axel Ronnell. Gonna Melsplain some briefs about him here (I will update this later)

Axel Ronnell, or Ace, is a late 60s - 70s rock musician, poet who formed Cruel Heaven, a dark psychedelia, progressive, hard rock band (I will also explain more about them sometime since this post is mainly focus about Ace).

Ace is the lead guitarist of the band but sometimes he also plays keyboard, flute, sitar and lots of other instrument. He's also responsible for composing most songs for the band.

Another thing Ace is mostly known for aside from being a musician was his passion with poems and literature. Having to lose his interest toward Christianity at a young age, he sorta became deeply spiritual and developed a healthy respect for occultist literature and culture. Aside from that, he also loves mythology, gothic novel, modernist poetry. His interest in classic and mystic literature reflected in his music quite occasionally (even his band's theme was based on his main interest with occult)

Ace was also interest in art too, as he'd spend his freetime sketching things in his mind, but he prefer to be coverted with it

Ace's personality is a mix of a both chaos, and peace. He was clever, his intelligence shine through his music, his poems, his nature to the point it could be described as insane, insanely astounding. Sometimes Axel could be a bit ruthless, erratic, and cold toward people as he wasn't really fond with being around. But not many knows that it's just a mask he put on to cover his true true self. Though he was always opened up about his views, opinion, but no one really knows Axel, as he was very withdrawal about his personality. Most of the time, Axel tend to be quite shy, awkward and somewhat vulnerable, especially when it came to receive affections or mostly, love.

Ace was an active bisexual throughout his life. His interest in witchcraft was the first way for him to build his trust and explore deeper into his sexuality, as he later in life got to appraise it by dating people with the same gender as his

Though Ace was mostly famous for being a very heavy rocker, not many known that he also played alots of jazz before developing himself into a rock musician. Prior to his rockstar day, Ace started his career by being a session musicians for a few jazz artists, and sometimes pop singers too. Even in his Cruel Heaven's days, Ace sometimes still love to combine jazz and blues into his music but he tend to got experimental with it

#i think this is pretty much what i could thought of rn to explain about him #bit sleepy innit #so there will be a few details missing #which means i will update about this sometimes #also my writing is quite strange here so im sorry for that if you read this and spot some mistakes #aside from him #i will also explain about a few more ocs of mine in the future #now #gnn #writing this makes me sleepy but im glad i was able to make this a post without giving it up midway #my ocs #my artwork #axel #cruel heaven posting #my post #mel's beloved children

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cherryradio64 · 10 months

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Cherry’s Character Defining Questions

This is a list of forty-five EXTREMELY IMPORTANT questions to ask yourself about your character.

Would your character do the Caramelldansen?

Does your character consider themselves based, or do they accept that they’re cringe?

Let’s say, hypothetically, a strange man in an alleyway that speaks like a computer virus tells your character they can be a [(BIG SHOT)] if they follow his advice. What do they do?

If your character was called sus, what would they do?

Let’s say that your character existed in a universe where Fortnite exists. How do they feel about it?

Would your character smooch a ghost?

Be honest, does your character kin a very problematic character?

Let’s say, hypothetically, that someone said party rockers are in the house tonight. Does your character correct the error?

What is your character’s self given classpect, or do they not know what the hell that is?

Does your character need a therapist? Or are they the therapist?

Kirby approaches your character and says “Puyo!” How does your character respond?

Will your character listen to Axel F by Crazy Frog willingly?

Has the rumor come out? Does your character have gay?

Your character is approached by a skeleton claiming to be called Sans. How does your character respond?

What Nintendo console does your character kin?

Your character is approached by a young man who says “Hey all, Scott here” to them. How do they respond?

Does your character know their astrology sign?

Who does your character main in Smash Bros?

What non-legendary Pokemon does your character kin?

What legendary Pokemon does your character kin?

Your character is approached by a skeleton claiming to be called Papyrus. How does your character respond?

Your character has to do a Public Speaking course. How do they feel?

Your character is offered to be turned into a dragon. Do they accept it?

Mario and Luigi offer to do your character’s plumbing. Do they accept the offer?

Does your character understand the truth that Canada isn’t real?

What would your character’s Metaverse Palace be like?

Your character is finally given a Nobel Peace Prize. Why?

Two shady dudes, one who talks a lot and the other is silent, walk up to your character and offer you “snoochie boochies”. Do your character accept or run?

Does your character like Sonic, and if they’re from a universe where Sonic isn’t real, pretend they are.

How does your character react to themselves in thirty years?

What genre would a song named and based on your character be?

Death offers your character a taco. Do they accept it?

Who’s your character going to hire to defend them in a murder trial? Phoenix Wright, Apollo Justice, or Athena Cykes?

Would your character murder a billionaire?

What’s your character’s college major?

Is your character a g*mer? (Censored for it is a slur.)

Would your character commit tax fraud?

Would your character ask for pronouns?

Your character just met their hero and they just admitted they like Weezer. How do they respond?

Be honest. Would your character play Genshin?

A total dudebro asks your character your pronouns. Do they feel flattered?

A little rapper dog shows up and tells you, “YOU GOTTA BELIEVE!” Does your character listen?

A strange lady who claims to be the Great Thief Yatagarasu just saved your character’s life from prison. How do they respond?

Your character is offered one million dollars, BUT they have a snail following them at all times and if they touch them, they die. How many times have they heard this question before?

And finally, how does your character feel about endings?

#writblr #writers on tumblr #writing prompts #writers #kay faraday #weezer #196 #r/196 #i've had this list of questions for about a year #i just needed for the world to know it.

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milksteakkk · 3 months

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Hello hello milksteakk 👋😇

Just wan to ask who would the dumb princess (Trent) be like friends with like past gen one?

I’m sorry if this sounds rude or weird or anything

It’s just that I’m deadass making a shitass one shot fic about Trent and Axel being friends cause my brain need to be put down like old yeller

I’m fucking delusional as shit as my stupid ass is over here thinking about Trent bitch pitch a tent in my brain

You can ignore this if you want

ooh this is such a good question !!

idk if you want a few from each gen but i have so many in mind so ummmmm

gen 2: i could so see him being friends with cam, zoe and mike !! he would fit right it with them and i think it would be so good for him to be around people that are nice to him because he needs that so bad like someone help him. also dawn and trent friendship realness (inspired by a td fan season i wrote with my friends)

gen 3: this ones a little more difficult because i dont really care all that much for the pi cast but if i had to choose i think he would get along well with sammy !! i think trent tends to gravitate more towards "unpopular" people as he has before (harold, cody etc), i could see him using his popularity to stick up for unpopular kids at school and stuff and honestly i just want him to tell amy to fuck off. i think he would be quite fond of ella and sky too

rr cast: the rockers are cannonically fans of the drama brothers (i think ?? might need to check that one) so i could see them being a bit starstruck by him !! i also think he would like the adversity twins too, same reason as sammy. he would so be friends with carrie and devin too, theyre the same genre of person to me if that makes sense

gen 4: honestly i never considered a trent and axel friendship, but now that i give it some thought i think they would be an interesting duo !! ur so real for that. idk if this counts as a "friendship" but when everyone was assigning gen 4 parents from gen 1 (chase aleheather kid, wayne lyler kid etc.) i always had the idea that damien was trents adopted son !! i still hold that headcannon very dear to my heart. damien and his cool musician dad realness <3

ty for the ask !! i had a lot of fun thinking of these

#answered asks #anon #total drama #trent td #td trent #total drama trent #trent total drama

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axelmedellin · 1 year

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Daily drawing 3 apr 2023

Rocker Mermaid, for #philtomatoartchallenge

#philtomatoartchallenge #mermaid #rocker #walkman #earphones #dtiyschallenge #daily drawing #drawing of the day #watercolor #traditional art #brush and ink #axel medellin #AxelMedellinArt

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sofiiel · 1 year

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Dial Tone Ch. 7 | Pick Up

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You're worn out both mentally and physically by the time you decided it was time to take a break. Relatively sure that you'd covered main street and downtown in the flyers.

Everyone in town is on edge, and no one seemed to wander about alone. For a moment, you swear you spotted a couple strolling down the street give your flyer a glance.

"Hey,"

The voice that called, and the hand that grasped your arm, caused you a mild fright. Your body jolts slightly while Axel peered around. "We need to get you out of here, like pronto." He said.

"Why? I still have to get the other side of the str-"

"Trust me, you've plastered enough of those flyers 'round here, missing one side of a street won't matter." Axel spoke quickly. "Every flyer counts." You snapped.

Axel grimaced, "yeah that's fine, but we're getting you out of here." he said, You watched him take up your bike and mount it. "Up on the handle bars." He said.

"I'm not sitting on the bars of my own bike." You muttered, with a flat unamused gaze you asked him, "What are you doing, and why?"

Axel rolled his eyes, "Kal heard the little douch prince was on the hunt for.... Louis? Luke? Something about a lie, and in turn - he's mad at you for following through with that lie yesterday." Axel said.

"Lucas?" You questioned, "Jason knows Lucas was a member of Hellfire now? H-how'd he?"

Axel scowled, "Does it look like I'd know details? We still need you to help us hunt down Henderson. So Kali sent help." He gave the handle bars a pat. "All aboard."

"I'm fine, Jason won't do anything." You reasoned. "Please, the guy's off his rocker." Axel scoffed. "Get off my bike, I have more flyers to post." You said, continuing to ignore him. Axel's brows raised, "You're not worried about a band of wannabe renegade town heroes seeking revenge?" He asked.

"I'm already living a nightmare, I helped send a girl to her death, and my boyf-" you sighed, it still wasn't settling in, "exboyfiend possibly right along with her, unless someone finds him. I don't wholly know if I want anyone else to find him because, I think everyone's already made up their mind. But to not find him would mean..." Your voice failed you as you swallowed back the words.

Axel's gaze slowly shifted away from you as he grimaced. A faint reflection of sadness in is eyes as he climbed off the Bike. "I get it." He sighed, holding the bike steady while you climbed on.

"Go on then," he sighed, but a smirk placed itself onto Axel's face. "Just don't go get yourself in trouble, It'll be my ass if we lose our way to tracking down Kal's sister." He said.

You gave Axel a faint nod, "sure." Axel took a few flyers from you, his head tilting as he examined Eddie's picture. With a chuckle, he turned the flyer around to show you. "It's a good picture." he said.

Your brow dipped down in question, "are you trying to be nice to me?" You asked. Axel scoffed, "No, I'm just tired to that pitiful look on your face, you're a bit of a buzzkill." Axel said. You watched him turn on his heel and walk away. "Don't say we didn't warn you when you run into princy!" He called back.

Eddie was quickly going stir-crazy, waiting for the others to return. Being alone in the quiet left time for worry and the quiet thoughts that used to be easy to push away.

"I wonder how the boys are doing through all of this." Eddie's mind wondered. I could picture Corroded Coffin playing in the garage and himself right along with them. He could also picture them sitting at the police station being grilled under some bright light in a dark room.

"No, think of something else." Eddie sighed, and his mind said, "gladly." but it was nothing short of a dirty trick as his memory carried him to a night in the back of his van. It was summer, but that's not why he was covered in sweat.

Eddie's breath hitched as he shook his head, your eyes cutting through a memory of a one-night stand. One of many he'd ventured into the previous year. Guilt fell into his stomach like a stone. Exhaling slowly, Eddie collapsed back onto the small sofa.

"If I get out of this shit, I'm going to clean up, Y/n. I promise, and I'm coming to you, babe. Brand fucking new." Eddie murmured. "Truth is, she/he wasn't the only one freaking out inside." Eddie thought. The slow close of high school felt like a ticking bomb, and he'd been running from it and everything that would pull him closer to it.

He could still see your face, He could see you talking to the stranger in front of your second job. Eddie felt ill just thinking about how he reacted. "It's something you would have done." He told himself. "Not Y/n."

"You've got to stop jumping from zero to nine thousand so fast." Eddie sighed.

Returning home, you're greeted by a note on the counter.

Hey kid, police wanted to ask more questions, going back to the trailer afterward to go pick up some things and wait it out. Who knows, maybe Eddie'll come home, maybe he's waiting at the door and no one's home. I'll be waiting a while. Just letting you know, so you won't panic and don't wait up. If you want, come on down and wait with me.

You frown slightly as you read through the note. "I should probably go down there and sit with him. He went back because he's hopeful. But I-" Your body shuddered.

"I can't set foot in there, not with things as they are." You gave a flat, bitter chuckle, "and it used to be home away from home."

With a frustrate groan, you pinch your nose and exhale, "but you need to be there for each other. Wayne's family." You told yourself. Setting down the note, you turn around to leave the house once again.

Ridding your bike up to the Munson home, your stomach sank. Your eyes quickly shifted between the cluster of people in pressed suits. Not only was the door marked in yellow tape, but it now included the windows.

The trunk of Wayne's slammed, his eyes trained on you and the growing panic on your face as you turned to him. "What happened?" You asked quickly, peddling toward him. "Easy," he lulled as if to calm you, but it went unheard.

"I-is that FBI?" You stammered. Wayne looked back toward the house, "uh..." Wayne couldn't bring himself to tell you yes. "Are you Ms/Mr. Y/ln?" A woman in a gray suit asked you. You turn to her stiffly, "yes."

"Mr. Munson tells us he will be staying with you while the investigation is ongoing. We will be providing your security detail around your home." The woman said.

Your face became lax as the warmth faded from your cheeks, "What?" You asked. "That's not necessary, I'll be just fine." you said.

"If FBI is patrolling my block, Eddie won't set foot near it." You thought, glancing at Wayne, who seemed to be thinking the very same thing. "I'm sorry, but it's in your best interest and the best interest of the investigation." said the woman.

You rubbed your eye in frustration, "fine, right. Whatever." you sighed.

"The Cunningham's are hosting a memorial service, The whole town's going. I'm going to be busy moving my things. I hate to ask, but, Would you go in my place?" Wayne asked you.

"I...why? They aren't going to do anything but tear Eddie apart there." You said.

"What's why one of us should be there. Show that those of us In his corner are just as sorry about what happened to that poor girl as everyone else." Wayne reasoned.

You give a quiet nod, "yes, of course." You force a smile onto your face, and Wayne gave a tired smile in return. "There is no way they're going to let me in there." You thought to yourself.

"Hello? Anyone?" Eddie called into the walkie, it'd been hours since he'd made his request of food and a six-pack to Nancy. The Spaghetti O's and hot dogs were enough to fill him up, but not enough to stop his nerves, to cut the edge.

Eddie had already tried to dig up Rick's secret stash, but couldn't find it. If the story was true and the man was really in prison, it would stand to reason the stash was gone too.

"Can I get an update? It's been hours, and I'm just a bit concerned." Eddie sang into the walkie. "You know, being left in the dark when crazy evil wizards are about."

"I mean, beggars and choosers, but a little communication would be-"

"Jesus, do you ever shut up, you're wasting battery life, man." Steve sighed through the other side. Eddie exhaled, "Nope." Eddie said simply, "and the battery life is fine. But Henderson on."

"We're, ugh, kind of busy, things have happened. We're working on getting you your stuff. It's just gonna be a while longer." said Steve.

Eddie folded his arms across his chest, holding the walkie close, he asked, "w-what things?" Eddie asked. Steve looked up at the towering Mansion outside the car. "uuuuhhh." he hummed.

"You're going to freak him out! Give it here!" Dustin hissed, snatching the walkie from Steve. "Um Y/n, right. Y/n's...ugh..." Dustin fumbled.

"On defense." Lucas called out.

"Y-yeah, she/he um...kind of attacked Jason Carver the other day. We've caught up with Lucas, and he saw the whole thing." Dustin said. "Gareth, Jeff and Nick are fine, by the way." Lucas shouted out.

Eddie blinked several times as he gazed at the walkie. "....that's the things?" He asked. "You Didn't tell her/him anything? Did you Henderson?" Eddie asked.

"No, of course not." Dustin said. Eddie exhaled, "Why?" Eddie asked.

"Because you threw a fit about us keeping everything quiet, what do you mean why?" Dustin asked. "No, I mean why did Y/n attack Carver?" Eddie said in a sigh. "Jesus, you're an idiot, sometimes, Henderson." He thought.

"He might have assaulted the guys, looking for you. Not sure why Y/n was there." Dustin said. "But there are like flyers of you everywhere." Robin said in a chuckle. "Like tens of them every fifteen feet around town." she said.

For a moment, a smile ticked onto Eddie's face. "You might need to say something to the girl/guy before she/he starts burning down buildings to send a smoke signal for you." Steve said in a dry snicker.

Eddie could feel a fluttering in his chest, "My uncle should be able to keep Y/n simmered down." he said, trying to shake the giddy hopefulness nestling inside. "I'm with Steve, You should let us reach out for you. At least tell her/him, you're alright. It's taking a toll, bring back old memories, Y/n's...terrified beyond the front she/he's putting up." Nancy chimed in.

Biting his lip, Eddie fell silent. Lucas spoke up, "I think it's better she/he doesn't know. How could anyone explain this? Y/n would dive right in and probably drag as many people in with her/him. Jeff, Gareth, Nick, Wayne - anyone she/he could. Thinking it was helpful, but-"

Max gave a nod and interrupted Lucas, "It would do more harm than good, put more lives at risk. And with what we found out about Vecna..." She murmured, her eyes wandered across the group crammed into the car.

Nancy exhaled, "Y/n's got enough past trauma to be a target. I...didn't think about that." she said quietly.

Eddie felt pins and needles in his fingers and toes, "exactly why, I said it's a bad idea. I know how she/he is. I know full damn well, Y/n's likely at wits end. It's just who she/he is. But...this is better." Eddie said. In his ears rung the horrifying sounds of bones snapping, it was enough to bring water to Eddie's eyes as he pawed away the few stray tears threatening to fall.

It was impossible to unsee Chrissy's face, the rolled back eyes, dead eyes and then, no eyes. Empty sockets bleeding as if sobbing, She never made a sound, but it looked agonizing. Watching was agonizing, and so was the memory.

Eddie clenched his fist, "Y/n wouldn't let me three inches near anything as screwed up as all of this." Eddie sighed, "So now, I need to do the same for her/him."

Eddie glanced off, "I'll leave you guys to it. Just please, six-pack. Need it, like....yesterday. At this point." Eddie murmured.

The group in the car glanced at each other, each with sympathy on their face, as they listened to the dejected strain in his voice. "um, is there anything else you need?" Dustin asked gently. Eddie lingered quietly on the other end, saying with a shake of his head, "no, man. I'm good on just that and the food." He said.

"You sure?" Robin asked. "Positive, now get going with whatever." Eddie urged before turning off the walkie.

After changing clothing into something a bit more somber, You made your way to Chrissy's memorial service. Only to be faced with a few members of the basketball team at the church doors.

"Look, I'm only here to give my condolences, and Wayne Munson sent me to give his as well. He's currently hold up with things involving the murder investigation." You explained.

"You mean he's busy hiding the freak. Chrissy wouldn't want you here." called Chance.

A thin, sour smirk stretch across Andy's face as he peered down at you from the steps. "You should be thanking us, If Jason knew you'd had the brass to show up here." Andy said.

Your eyes narrow, "I know what it's like to lose people, stooges. I am here just to pay respects." You said, battling your inner thoughts to keep calm.

"Great, well do it from out here. Come on Chance." Andy said, turning and entering the church.

"Shit." You sighed, watching the boys vanish through large church doors. "Oh well," you muttered, reaching into your messenger bag. "At least I wore comfortable shoes, time to get a few more of these up around town."

"Harvey, I put up one in the bathrooms, and up in the shop!" You called exiting the auto store portion of Thatcher's. Entering the garage, as you looked towards Harvey, you spotted him and your co-worker working on the totaled white van.

Leaning casually against the wall was Axel, while Kali and Mick sat on the hood of the rust bucket Harvey lent them.

Both girls looked at you with slight worry in their eyes as you were draped head to toe in black, while Axel whistled with a grin. "Looking fancy there, brat." he called.

"Shut up Axel." Mick scolded, "Is everything," Kali paused, "You're dressed for a funeral, your friend did they find him?" She asked with caution. You looked down at yourself, "I-"

"She/he'd be bawling over the grave like a bad soap opera." Axel said, gesturing to you with his arms. You scowled, "Thanks for the concern." you barked at him before turning your attention to Kali and Mick.

"I went to the memorial of the girl who died. Eddie's still...out there. I just got rejected at the church doors and figured I'd spread some more flyers about before getting out of these clothes." You explained.

Kali gave a nod, "well when Harvey gets the van fixed we're leaving. It seems this Dustin is harder to find than any of us thought." She sighed. "I'm sorry," You said, "But thank you for what help you've given me, I wish I could make it up to you better."

Kali blinked a few times, "We understand what you're going through. I hope your friend is ok." She said. Her face was clearly trying to mask pain that her eyes just couldn't hide. It was something like the look that Axel held earlier.

Your eyes wander to him as he focused on a screw he rolled about with his boot. "I wonder what happened to them." You find yourself thinking, glancing at the bullet riddled van.

With more flyers up and feet aching, you return home. Quietly closing the door behind you and locking it tight. "Wayne's probably gone to work by now." You sighed, your feet carrying you to your bedroom with great protest.

Looking at your phone, your eyes light up, and your heart gives a hard thump. Blinking brightly was the little red voicemail light. The air rushes into your lungs, filling them up. In your hurry to reach the phone, you nearly fall over the random articles of clothing and slip on flyers laying on the floor. Your room is a mess.

Clutching the phone so tightly the skin on your knuckles stretches and burns, you go into your messages. "You have one, Voice mail." said the automated woman.

"Where are you at!"

Hearing Samantha's voice knocked the wind out of you. Your body deflating like a hot air balloon without a flame. Closing your eyes, you sigh as you fight off the tears that want to well. "Stupid." you think to yourself.

"I've been trying to call you all evening, to warn you. I overheard Jason and his boys at the funeral. Y/n he knows about Reefer Rick's cabin, he and guys went there-"

You don't have it in you to listen. You didn't want to hear more about Jason's rampage, and in your high hopes had broken your own heart. You saved the message, "I'll listen to it later." You murmur, laying down on your bed. A few tears slip loose as you nestle your head against your arm and let the mental drain take hold.

Your eyes become heavy as they watch the phone. Mustering the last bits of energy you had, you reached out and hit speed dial. No answer, but you weren't expecting one, it was just the need to hear him. "Hey, I know I already called. But, I just wanted to let you know, Wayne and I tried to show up to Chrissy's funeral for you. They wouldn't let me in. They're the Cunningham's, though so, it was probably really nice. Looked like half the town showed up."

Your words hitched as you drew your teeth out of your bottom lip. " I know I didn't technically officially go because I never went in, but," with a trembled breath, your voice fell into a whisper, "Please, please don't make me go to another funeral." you pled. Sleep took you the moment the words faded.

Several hours later, you awoke to a constant banging at your front door. "Shit, hold on." You shouted groggily, "better not be Carver." you whispered.

Opening the front door, you were faced with two frantic faces. "Pj? Sam?" you questioned. "Why haven't you been answering your phone?" Samantha asked.

"I...fell asleep, and I was out posting flyers all day." You explained, "Wh-why are you looking like that?"

"Jason and the guys were looking around Rick's place. Pj and I were headed back home from coin laundry and saw sirens headed towards the lake." Samantha said.

Grabbing the keys from the hook, you rush out the door and lock it behind you. "Can you take me there?" you asked, turning to Pj. "What's why we're here." He said, leading the way to the car.

Pj parked away from the police cars in the shadows of the woods. The three of you raced towards the old lake house, red and blue lights flooded the area. Your heart sank as you spotted officer Daniels and Chief Powell standing near Jason, who sat near the banks of the lake.

In an instant you could remember cradling Fred in the middle of the road, the horror of what you were looking at, and how the twisted bones felt in your arms. "You didn't know the kid personally." You thought, "who's Jason holding?" was the question in your mind.

Carefully walking towards them, Pj and Samantha following behind you. Powell and Daniels turn quickly as you startle them. "You kids shouldn't be out here." said Powell.

"We saw the lights," Pj muttered, Your eye eyes fell on Jason as he looked out upon the lake with a blank gaze and red eyes. "Jason?" You asked carefully, easing down to kneel before him. A nausea fills your stomach again as you fail to ignore Patrick's contorted body.

Your hand reaches out to Jason, who flinched, "don't touch me!" He cried out. "Alright," You whisper, drawing your hand back. "What happened?" You asked him, "did you....did you find-"

Jason glared at you for a moment, and then his gaze wavered. "Maybe she/he doesn't know." he thought. "You need to stop looking for him." Jason warned.

"H-he did this, he did, I know it, I saw. It's all real, the cult. It's why you got out, isn't it? It's why you left." Jason rambled.

"He's lost it," You think, glancing back to your two friends and the police. Jason's arm shot out towards you, gripping the fabric on your shoulder. "You have to stop looking, or you might end up," Jason looked down at Patrick.

Your body gave a shudder as your gaze hardened, "I don't care. Jason, listen. You saw him? You saw him, right? Did, did this happen to him too, or did he get away?" You asked.

"He did it!" Jason shouted at you.

You ignore him and ask again, "which way did he go?" you whispered. Jason simply s hook his head.

"Alright, leave him be and let us do our jobs. You kids shouldn't be here. Go home. Every time someone meddles, we end up with another body." Powell said.

You got to your feet and with Pj and Samantha head back for the car. "Wait we're leaving?" Pj asked. "No, I'm not. I'm going to search the area." You said in hushed tones, leading your friends back to the car.

"You two however, yeah, you're leaving." You said.

"What? We can't leave you out here." Samantha protested.

"One of us will be harder to spot than three of us. The cops will be crawling around this place with dogs and shit soon. Jason saw Eddie, he's somewhere out here. If I stay, I can probably find him." As you spoke, your heart thundered in your chest. "He's alive, at least." You mind sighed.

"Eddie!" You shouted through the trees, your wandering had taken you far from the lake, but the search team had yet to move so far themselves.

"Eddie! If you're out here! Throw something or...something!"

Dropping your hands away from your mouth, you sighed. "Come on, you're fast, but you aren't this fast, you have to be around somewhere." You whispered.

"Eddie!"

He could hear a voice calling at a distance. Soaked to the bone, Eddie quickly hide behind a tree. "Oh, you're kidding," He exhaled quietly. It took more will power than he could have imagined not to run towards the sound of your voice. "Don't panic, just move quietly, and she'll/he'll never know you're out here." Eddie told himself as he moved quietly through the trees.

"Eddie? Come on, let me help you!" You called out. "He feels close, or maybe I'm just being too hopeful." You murmured.

"Damn it Munson!" You snapped.

Eddie could hear the crack in your voice, and he paused in his steps. His eyes shut tight. "No, keep moving." he told himself, but his feet were rooted to the spot. Eddie exhaled slowly. "Come on, come on. Think of what you just saw, again." he said, "you need to move, you need to move." Eddie continued the quiet pep talk as he tried to evade you.

It was working. But the farther your voice got, the deeper the guilt sank in. "Fuck, I'm sorry. Y/n, I really am." he whispered.

"Eddie!" your voice echoed behind him. "Shit, shit, shit." Eddie whispered, moving faster and vanishing into the night.

Morning broke the sky, tired and near delirious, you made your way back to the lake house. You'd suffer a lecture from chief Powell, but there was no way your legs would carry you all the way back to your home, or even the nearest payphone.

Coming up to the house, a large crowd had formed, curious towns people and media circling like pigeons around popcorn. Cameras flashed and shuttered, taking snaps of Powell as he addressed the news.

"We have identified the person of interest," said Powell. "No," you breathed with a shake of your head as you watched Powell lift high a black and white print out. "Eddie Munson, if anyone has any information, we encourage them to come forward, please." He said.

Quietly, you pushed your way through the small crowd of people. "Chief Powell!" You called out. "We told you to go home," He said, trying to remain calm before the cameras. "He didn't do this." You whispered. "We have a witness who says otherwise, he's just a person of interest." Powell tried to diffuse you.

"Which to the lame man means 'the killer' and your witness is half mad!" You shouted, whirling on your heel you turned to the nearest camera. "Listen, please, listen." You said into it. Many other reporters crowded around out, microphones shoved at your face.

"I know Eddie Munson, I've known him nearly all my life. He wouldn't do this. He couldn't do this. It's more likely that he's a victim too, held hostage or...or something. If he was involved, it could only be that he was forced to. It happens all the time to captive of serial killers." You ranted quickly, words flying.

"We need to get Y/n out of there." said Max. Nancy quietly shook her head, "no, she/he is providing a perfect distraction." she said. "Nance, is right, we need to move while we can. If she'd tied them up, they've got less time to focus on hunting down Eddie." Dustin said.

"You need to go home, Y/n." Powell said sternly. "I can't! You've damned him to the whole town. Eddie's missing, and I'm going to keep looking! I'm going to find him, before someone else does, and before he ends up like Chrissy, Patrick and Fred!" You shout, whirling around and storming through the crowd.

Heading towards the road, you spot a familiar rusted car idling near the side of the road. Two faces watching you as their radio blared with the live news coverage.

"Sounds like you need a bit of help." said Axel.

"Kali sent you?" You exhaled. Mick shrugged, "we sent us." she said. "Get in, where do you need to go?" Axel said while opening the back seat door. You are quick to sit inside.

"Home, I need to get back to Wayne. I'm sure he's seen the news. He'll know what we should do." You said.

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A/n: sorry, my silly self marked this as mature out of habit. it's sfw no worries. fixed the community label. sorry about that folks.

#eddie munson fic #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson reader insert

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amethyst-geek · 7 months

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Since several people have expressed interest in my ideas for a total drama high school dramedy/urban fantasy adventure AU, I'm just gonna start by discussing some of the characters would become related in my AU

Even though the 2023 cast is around 15 years younger than the original cast, I would instead have them be close to them in age here and maybe even make of of them a couple years older than them. With that said, I would like to make Axel and Shawn siblings because let's face it, that makes too much sense. Not only do they both have a fear of zombies (which will probably be a less irrational fear in an urban fantasy setting; in fact, I was thinking of making them survivors of an actual zombie attack in their backstory), but Axel is stated to have 4 younger brothers. So in my AU, I would make Axel a year older than the OG cast while Shawn is the 2nd of their siblings.

Since his online bio says that Noah is the youngest of 9, I would love for an AU (official of otherwise) to expand on that and re-imagine at some of the other characters as his siblings, nieces, and nephews. I would make Raj one of his older brothers by 2 years, and Dave would be their nephew via their much older brother (I picture there being a 23-year age gap between Noah and said older brother). I'm thinking of making Ellody one of Noah's sisters, and she'd be 6 years older than him.

Since Geoff is stated to be one of the 5 brothers (his bio says he's the oldest, but the merger episode on season 1 has him suggesting that at least one of them is older than him, so I'm making him the 2nd oldest), I was thinking of making Wayne his older brother, and I would make Rock one of their younger brothers.

Speaking of re-imaging one of the rockers as the younger brother of a fellow ridonculous race contestant, I'd make Spud one of Owen's younger brothers. And just like Totaldramarama, I'd make Max one fo Owen's cousins (At first, I thought it was strange that they chose Max of all people to make Owen's cousins, but looking at their head shapes, I can kinda see it. In, addition, I'd also make Sadie and Sugar his cousins as well. Sadie would be maternal cousin (as a reference to Owen's mom having the same character design as Sadie, save for the hair and outfit), while Max and Sugar would be his paternal cousins.

Those are just of the ideas I have as to who would be related to whom in mu AU. If there's anyone in particular you'd like to know who would related, feel free to ask. Also feel free to ask other questions as well.

Edit: It has been brought to my attention how similar Sadie and Sugar's designs are, so Sugar will be one of Owen's maternal cousins instead his paternal cousin.

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sebbyisland · 2 years

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[ Image ID: Digital illustration of the faces of various members of Organization 13 from Kingdom Hearts in a cartoony art style. From left to right: Demyx looking excited in sunglasses labeled as “TOTALLY RAD ROCKER DUDE,” Saix labeled as “where was your scar from it’s been ten years please tell us,” Xemnas facing fowards in a slightly more bishounen anime style, labeled “Tinsel Christmas Tree,” Xaldin labeled “Do you even have curly hair?” Larceny in a mischievous face labeled “TV box set antenna,” Axel labeled “Knuckles the Echidna,” and Roxas with a tired but smiling face labeled “Xtreme blow dry.” \End ID]

I kinda miss Orgaization XIII

#Kh #kh 358/2 days #organization xiii #seb draws #axel #larxene #roxas #xaldin #xemnas #saix #demyx

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anislandfullofmuses · 2 years

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Travis had always been a really good friend to Axel, he was there when he needed the most, and Axel would never forget that, the man helped him out of his drinking problem by letting him get distracted with the work around the farm. And sunburns aside, he did had a good time. Naturaly Axel stayed in touch, he'd call and text form time to time to make sure his friend knew what was going on in his life. There were some recent news though, and thinking back about a certain conversation, the rocker knew his friend was going to be very surprised.

"Travis?" Axel called as he stoped by how friend, "So... Its been a while since I come around, I’m really sorry man, its been kinda fucking insane," he grins, gving the other a quick hug, "there's someone I'd like you to meet, do you have a minute? Or ten?" He chuckles.