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pokemenlovingmen · 1 year

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Random selection of Pokeguys with this old classic:

Character: “I wasn’t that drunk last night!”

“You were flirting with S/O.”

Character: “So? He’s my boyfriend.”

“You asked him if he was single.”

“And then cried when he said he wasn’t.”

… you guys know the one I’m talking about right? A big fandom meme but I can’t find the og, if there even was a non fandom-affiliated og. This is probably really convoluted for a shitpost lmao I’m sorry, this is just silly goofiness to me while I wait for requests and the guys here were just kinda picked by who I thought would be the most fun to write.

Content warnings: alcohol consumption and drunkenness

Adaman

💎 — Emotionally devastated but trying so hard not to show it

💎 — Considering he was sloppy-ass drunk enough to ask you, HIS BOYFRIEND, if you were single that’s not really something he’s doing great at

💎 — “Oh nooo that’s so… I’m sorry… oh noooo you’re just so pretty :(“

💎 — He stares vacantly off into the distance, holding back tears while you stare at him and wonder how long it’s gonna take for him to realize.

💎 — It’s kinda pathetic so you give up the joke and tell him the truth, to which he ACTUALLY bursts into tears.

💎 — “Hweuuuhhh Mighty Dialga is truly gracious and kind to have blessed me with your love I’m so luckyyyyyyyyy”

💎 — Just leans against you and sobs for a while, while you pet his hair and try to console him and insist this is real life, and that you’re sorry about the trick. Mai and Irida, who are watching the whole thing, are NOT sorry you pulled this one because it’s fucking hysterical

Melli

💙 — WAILS

💙 — Cue incoherent sobbing into your shoulder about why Mighty Dialga hates him so much that it would torment him with the ethereal beauty that you are that he’s forbidden to have

💙 — If only they existed in Hisui, you might want to grab a velvet chaise for him to lay on and sob dramatically in a very theatrical pose

💙 — When you finally give up the joke and tell him that the person you’re dating is, in fact, him, it’s like you just clicked the off switch. I mean, the tears are definitely still flowing but he shuts up instantly and stares at you like you’ve grown a second head.

💙 — Then starts fanning his face, still clearly crying while trying to look all smug and confident.

💙 — “HMMMMMPH of course I knew that, only I would be worthy of your company anyway” (still visibly crying a river)

💙 — Clings to your side the entire night and also looks like a pathetic wet rat while he does it

Red

🔥 — :(

🔥 — visible despair

🔥 — sad shinji meme

🔥 — he just kind of. sulks. pouting very dramatically.

🔥 — I mean good for you and whoever you’re seeing but he’s very drunk and to him you’re like the hottest man on earth right now??

🔥 — Eventually you put your arm around him and hit him with the “Red honey, I was talking about you. You’re the other person I’m seeing.”

🔥 — …

🔥 — :,D

🔥 — prommy????

Ingo

⚫️ — INSTANT ugly crying but not for the reason you think actually.

⚫️ — “WAUUGH PLEASE FORGIVE MY RUDENESS I DIDN’T MEAN TO IMPOSE I AM SO IGNORANT PLEASE TELL YOUR SIGNIFICANT OTHER I’M SORRYYYYYY”

⚫️ — I mean yeah, he’s also upset you’re apparently not single but all he can think about is how much he must have offended you and AUGH you’re so handsome and sweet and he was so clueless please don’t take it personally he doesn’t really know what’s gotten into him!!!

⚫️ — Probably the one you have to drop the joke the fastest with because you were NOT expecting this reaction at all and between all the sobbing and shouting you’re starting to worry about when the last time he actually took a breath was.

⚫️ — You end up needing to rub his back and scream your own apologies to him because you were only joking, the person you were dating is HIM!

⚫️ — At this he’s now just crying for a different reason, because he’s so lucky and you’re so handsome and he doesn’t know what he did to deserve this.

⚫️ — He calms down pretty fast after that, but never mention that incident to him again

⚫️ — He already doesn’t drink much and remembering how dramatic and off kilter he was being that night just has him actually wanting to curl up in a hole and just. Live there.

Emmet

⚪️ — “Oh! Okay then!”

⚪️ — You’re a bit surprised by his unfazed reaction for being absolutely piss drunk, but after delivering that line he immediately pivots on his heel and speedwalks the hell away.

⚪️ — You call his name at first, and when he doesn’t respond and also looks DEAD SET on leaving whatever event you guys are at, you have to run after him calling his name all the while.

⚪️ — Drunk Emmet thought process: Dear lord, I’ve made a horrible mistake. I am extremely embarrassed. I’m going to immediately vacate the area and probably never come back.

⚪️ — You practically corner him because he is so, so fixated on leaving out of sheer embarrassment when you explain you were just messing with him and the person you’re already dating? That’s him.

⚪️ — By the look on his face, he practically needs one of those little buffering wheels above his head, because he is thinking HARD about this. His entire worldview has shattered. The earth has stopped turning. His wig is gone.

⚪️ — Eventually he just… climbs into your arms and lets you take him back to where you guys were. Both extremely embarrassed for a totally different reason now while simultaneously being in complete and total awe that sober him scored someone like you. Woah.

#cw alcohol #tw alcohol #adaman x reader #pokemon x reader #melli x reader #ingo x reader #emmet x reader #red x reader #not at all serious post #male reader

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merakiui · 7 months

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Ooooh now I'm imagining all sorts of Danganronpa style drama for Azul's trial. So many false leads and tricks!

Someone strong (like Leona) is found dead and weighted underwater, so everyone immediately suspects the 3 merfolk. Some unintentionally specist comments get thrown around. But that's too obvious, right? There's evidence that excludes them, and the arguments go elsewhere. Who is capable of overpowering the victim, etc.? He has injuries that indicate a struggle.

Some eventual evidence indicates the cause of death was drowning. Suspicion returns to the mers. Did they work together to keep him underwater while he fought? He's so strong, it's still hard to believe. Would two of them actually be willing to die while the other wins? There are scary rumors about the Leeches. Was Azul even involved? The Leech twins start playing up their sketchiness (they're angry by this point). But there can only be one killer.

To Azul's horror, someone ignorantly mentions there were circular imprints on the victim's arm (with a picture). He was extremely cautious! There is NO WAY he left sucker marks; he even checked afterward. If they were familiar with octomers, they'd know the marks aren't even the right shape!! He's flipping out now and messes up his words. Nervous chatter has always been a trait of his. The jury ends up deciding the three of them worked together, but Azul is the killer since he had to be the one holding the victim, causing his drowning.

Azul IS the killer, but he's so upset they got all the details wrong. He did everything himself. He meticulously planned everything, accounting for the victim's UM, and krakened him. But he did not leave any of the evidence mentioned and those sucker imprints are fake 😨😡💀!! Now he's going to die looking like a fool where he wasn't.

Before Azul's punishment, Jade reveals that he figured out it was Azul before the trial. He knows him too well. He planted the main evidence because, while he cares for Azul, he has no intention of letting himself and Floyd die for him.

I like the idea that the twins remain super sketchy and intentionally misleading for all the other trials, without actually ever being the killers. They're very angry, and its their way of grieving Azul.

YES YES YES!!!! This is the vision in its entirety!!!! orz the twins continuing to be suspicious menaces even after his execution is perfect.

Azul spends the majority of the game being annoyingly kind and helpful, if only to spread goodwill and reduce the risk of being targeted. He may cut a strikingly scary figure when he's with the twins, but the truth is that he's an animal of prey at heart and he'll do whatever it takes to survive. So as nice as he seems, it's all an act to keep himself safe and on everyone's good sides. He keeps his ears to the ground, always wanting to know as much as possible, and he is genuinely helpful in the trials, if not a little pompous.

But he's so anxious. The killing game is wearing on and he desperately wants to get out of here. How is he going to keep up with the lounge if he's stuck here? This is horrible! He's losing so much business with every passing second! On the surface, Azul keeps himself composed, but beneath perfect smiles and his obnoxious flair for theatrics he's cracking.

I imagine the trial is filled with twists and turns and it's so very convoluted. It couldn't possibly be one of the merfolk, right? Anyone with enough strength could have drowned the victim. It's very possible. Azul keeps his composure up until the moment when everyone starts to suspect and turn against him. His own logic is falling apart and though he's used to quick-paced arguments and discussions in business this is different. They can't be serious. Do they all really think he's the one at fault here? Honestly, he wouldn't revert to his true form to commit murder. Come on! That's foolish.

With all eyes on him, Azul starts to break. It's suffocating to be under such intense scrutiny. Everyone's accusing him of such a monstrous thing. They're all bullies! >:( it's not fair! He's only ever been good and helpful and obedient! Sure, he may have seemed suspicious when he was with the twins, but that's just how they are as a group! It's all just an act to look intimidating, to look strong, to look untouchable. He's not a killer. He's a businessman.

He snaps when the twins don't take his side. So they're just going to bully him, too? Is that it? And from there, everyone sees the real Azul. Foul-mouthed and impolite, he's pointing and yelling, insisting that it can't be him; it could never! Why would he throw his future away just to commit a crime? Why would he make such a risk?! He's a businessman! His eyes are blown wide with delirium. He's definitely breaking into a laughing fit during the trial like how he did during his overblot. >_< he's crazed... it's haunting to see. The twins would feel bad, but he chose this. You make your mistake and you pay for it. Isn't that what Azul always says when debtors refuse to pay what they owe?

He's hysterical until he isn't. Until he can no longer be. After the vote comes in and he's declared the blackened, he gets this far-off look to him. Maybe he's reflecting. Maybe he's not. Maybe he isn't even thinking at all. No one can tell.

It's strange to see the twins without Azul. Their terrifying trio is forever down a member.

#twisted chit chat #azul breakdowns are my bread and butter <3 #the emotional range he has... it's so good #going from composed and calm to sobbing and screaming... aaaaaa it's wonderful #he can get so unhinged when pushed to the edge and i love it

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seahydra · 2 months

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🐍 cybergoth summary post 🦇

I'm not kidding when I say this is long. This is all just early relationship backstory for the most part. Sorry for any cringe. I love you.

LAZARUS, strange thing that she is, is abruptly sent to Hell one morning. Not dead yet; it was because she had apparently "applied" to be part of an "exchange program" at an academy full of demons. She does not recall ever applying to this in the first place, and certainly doesn't want to go back to school again, but she figures it's best not to object for now.

He has the details explained to him a bit less in-detail than he would like and is sent to the house where he'll be living in for the rest of the year until the program is over. He has. Six roommates. He's so fucking mad.

While the demon assigned to be her "guardian" (Mammon) is in the middle of talking about something she's not really paying attention to, they're both interrupted by another person entering the room, clearly already pissed off. This is Leviathan. Seeing Lazarus seems to give him an idea 💡 (bad) - and he promptly drags her off to his room.

Now, in her room... Lazarus is absolutely fascinated by it. It's aquatic. There's a bathtub full of blankets in there- her bed? She has a computer with 4 monitors. There is so much anime merch and some of it is of series that he recognizes and loves dearly.

Levi's room makes her feel a little bit hopeful. She'd been worried about not being able to adjust to a new place, about being friendless and needing to hide her interests, as usual... but there was a fellow nerd right here! Perhaps she could at least connect with one person?

So he thinks, anyway. But when he mentions also being into the same things Levi is, she immediately shuts that down.

"Yeah, right. Don't try and relate to me, you liar. I know how you normies work- you want to try and act like you're best friends with the weird outcast so you can use everything I tell you against me later!"

And, well, it's not like Lazarus doesn't understand that fear. That's literally happened to her. But the sting of rejection and the anger at an implication that she's some kind of poser causes her to storm out of his room without another word. Levi never gets to tell her what his plan for her was.*

The relationship between those two was strained for weeks afterwards. Whenever one would enter a room, the other would get up and leave. Only interacting with each other if they were somehow required to. Clearly, they don't care for each other very much.

...Even so, Lazarus feels a strange pull whenever he thinks about Levi. Despite his disdain for her and her gatekeeping, he still feels some desire to try and at least understand her a little more. He's not sure why. Maybe it's just because he stubbornly doesn't want to give up on his initial hope of being friends with her... but regardless.

She remembers a bunch of books on Levi's shelf that'd caught her eye the first (and last) time she'd been in his room. Some 138-volume fantasy series: The Tale of the Seven Lords (further referred to as TSL because I'm Not Typing All That). Being no stranger to long fantasy stories with convoluted lore, she decides to get into it.

It's a good series. He likes it a lot. Like, a lot. Seriously. She finishes reading the entire series (+ watches the movies, the animated series, even the god-awful theatrical version) in near record time. It's when he's rereading one of the novels in the living room that Levi catches him and is, well, kind of mad about it.

"Is that-? No way, you CAN'T be... you have to be trying to suck up to me or something, right? Or maybe you're doing this to spite me.. yeah, that sounds more like you. You're probably not even actually READING it-"

"This is my second read through the series."

"Liar."

Lazarus is irritated that he still refuses to believe her, but this interaction was also the most he's spoken to her since their first meeting, so she'll take it. Actually, she wants to take it a bit further: since it seems like he takes anyone liking the same things he does as a personal threat, she figures she'll give him a real one.

So, she challenges him to a trivia contest.

It's a terribly irresponsible idea and he knows it. But, Lazarus hopes there's even the slightest chance that this could all result in loser girl recognizing him as a kindred spirit and them becoming something like friends. NOT like he cares about that anymore, though. It's just no good being on such tense terms with someone you live with. That's all!

Day of the trivia contest. I will be honest. As much as she loved TSL, Lazarus knows she doesn't even come CLOSE to having the same level of investment in it that Levi does. So, she had to pull... a few strings, by asking one of her fellow students for help. That is to say- the match is rigged it's fucking rigged she pulls out a super rare one-of-a-kind piece of merch that Levi doesn't have.

And he's PISSED about it.

"The idea that someone like YOU could be a bigger TSL fan than me, it's- No... no, I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIIIIS!"

The room dissolves into chaos. Several hours later, in the guest bedroom- his bedroom- Lazarus reflects back on everything. Leviathan had just tried to kill him. Shifted into her demon form and everything. It was terrifying.

But she was so... So cuuuuuuuute!

She KNOWS she shouldn't feel that way, but! Once she'd had time to recover from the initial shock of it all, she realizes that perhaps Levi was a lot more interesting than she'd originally thought. The passion! His super cool horns that kind of looked like antlers- no, coral maybe? Anyway, she's kind of left in awe. And then she gets a text message.

Leviathan asks him to meet her in the planetarium. Quickly hiding any evidence of the fact that he was just kicking his feet giggling, he makes his way over. Levi gives him a (very half-hearted, but at least she tried) apology for the incident, and Lazarus speaks without thinking.

"I was impressed by you. Back there, I mean. I'd like to get to know you a little better- why not be my friend?"

"What?! Did you say friends? You and me...?! A-A-Are you... Are you out of your mind?! You know I just tried to attack you, right?"

He knows.

"And if Lucifer hadn't intervened, you'd be dead right now. You realize that, right? I mean, that literally JUST happened."

Yeah, he knows.

"Also... be my friend? Seriously? What are we, on the playground or something? Are you 5?! Who actually walks up to someone and asks them that? Could you BE any lamer?!"

Come on man you had to critique the word choice too?? But Levi's very obviously flustered, which means maybe he doesn't hate the idea THAT much?

"So, is that a no?"

"Whaaaaa-?! Are you even listening to me? Of course it's a no! I... Hey, wait, don't just leave!!!"

Hesitantly, groaning and complaining about it every other sentence in an attempt to seem like the mere idea of making a friend physically pains her, Levi agrees to put their past gripes with each other aside.

"BUT! This doesn't mean we're, like, comrades, though! So don't go getting the wrong idea. It's not like I'm gonna start hanging out with you every day or anything."

So they actually do end up hanging out every day lol. Lmao even.

It takes a minute for Levi to warm up to her, as he's never really had a true friend before. Plus, well... His self-loathing makes it a difficult to believe that anyone could really like him.

But Lazarus is persistent. He's annoyingly persistent. Yet, it makes her so happy... she can't explain these weird feelings she starts to get about him, this desire to somehow be even closer to the one she already calls her best friend- without actually dating him, because that's not what she wants.

It's only when Lazarus off-handedly compares the two of them to a pair of characters in TSL one day that Levi finally starts to understand his actual feelings.

"Hey. Don't you think we're kind of a lot like Henry and the Lord of Shadow?"

"Huuuh?! I mean, I see the individual similarities, but do you mean... relationship-wise?"

"Mhm. You yourself are always going off about their intimate and unbreakable bond. That's kind of what we have, isn't it?"

"I guess so? Their relationship is sorta weird... Like, I wouldn't say they're in love exactly, but they're still kind of... ugh, I dunno. Their scenes just feel different. Something beyond."

"I get it. Henry is friends with all the other lords, too... but his friendships with them aren't anywhere close to the thing he has going on with the Lord of Shadow."

"Right! You get it! We're totally on the same page!"

Lazarus smiles a little.

"That we are. I'm happy to be friends with you, Levi."

* - It's because of this that Lazarus doesn't get to form a pact with Mammon. Actually she doesn't have pacts with anyone except for Levi (which she doesn't get immediately after the competition either. That comes some time later. When they trust each other more)

I have another OC (who's a relative of his. My special boy) that takes care of the pact-making. But Lazarus is still the one that gets into the attic yes.

Anyway it takes a bit of further soul searching, googling, and finding exactly one astonishingly well written QPR Henry/Lord of Shadow fanfic for Levi to learn the specific term for what she's experiencing but. There's that! I don't think they ever ask each other to be partners it just kind of naturally happens.

Also I have playlists.

🎵 [General ship playlist] + [Levi's POV] + [Laz's POV]

#❥ the prince and the little mermaid #first divider cr to cafekitsune :]#Its weird writing a fic thats like not really a fic. Or something. So I feel like this is a bit awkwardly written but ITS OK its ok 👍#you can reblog only if you promise to be really niceys.#cg lore

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theemporium · 1 year

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[1.3k] late night dinners, home-cooked meals and wayne munson realising his nephew’s girlfriend makes the trailer feel like home.

Wayne Munson was not a good chef.

He could read the instructions on the back of the package. He could whip up basic meals that didn’t require more than three ingredients. He had the number of his favourite local takeaway memorised.

He never really cared about nutritious meals and all that five-a-day crap, not until he had his young nephew thrown at the doorstep of his trailer with no parents and big brown eyes that could melt anybody’s heart.

So yeah, it was fine that Wayne Munson was not a chef when it was just himself he needed to worry about. But when little Eddie Munson came into his life, he knew he needed to make more of an effort.

The microwave meals and the takeaways never really disappeared though. Wayne worked night shifts and it was easy to just leave money on the counter for Eddie to grab what he wanted. And when he came in in the mornings, he was too tired to make anything more convoluted than cereal.

Wayne knew it was bad, and he knew he wasn’t exactly teaching Eddie any good habits, but there wasn’t much else you could do.

He just had to deal with the hand he had been given.

Then the Munson boys met you.

“You don’t get it, Wayne, she’s…” Eddie had trailed off one day, oddly bouncy and on some sort of high he knew wasn’t from anything in that metal lunchbox. He had sprawled himself on the couch, eyes shining with an emotion Wayne had never seen as he continued to ramble to his uncle about his day at school (something he had never done in his life). “She’s fuckin’ perfect, I’m telling you.”

And as bad as it sounded, Wayne didn’t really expect much to come out of it. Hawkins, Indiana was full of narrow-minded people who didn’t understand his nephew, who were superficial and couldn’t look past the wild curls and theatric persona. He knew how locals viewed Eddie and as much as he hated it, he knew that there was very little he could do to change their minds. People were just bastards like that.

But much to Wayne’s own surprise, he had walked in back from work early one morning, dragging himself through the door with plans to just make it to his bed before he gave into the exhaustion—only to find you in their small kitchen, clad in one of Eddie’s shirts with a sheepish smile on your face.

“‘m sorry,” you murmured, cheeks heating up in embarrassment as you looked around at the kitchen counters. They weren’t messy by any means. Hell, they probably looked cleaner than when he left. “I made pancakes…if you want some.”

The Munsons became quite smitten for you pretty fast.

Wayne thought it would be weird having another young adult in his space. The trailer wasn’t fooling anyone and he knew it already felt cramped some days with him and Eddie, he didn’t know what it would be like adding you the mix considering you spent a generous amount of time at the trailer (not that he minded).

But the truth was Wayne couldn’t bring himself to even care if the small couch was a bit of a squeeze for the three of you on movie night because you made his nephew happy in this deadbeat town and that was truly all he could ask for.

And maybe Wayne hadn’t realised what a family unit you three had become until he pushed through the door after a long shift at the construction site, shaking off the snow and the cold, only to be met with the mouth-watering smell of home cooking.

He was somewhat convinced that he was hallucinating the smell until he popped his head around, knocking the trailer door closed with his foot and the sounds of one of Eddie’s tapes playing through the trailer, mixed with some snickers and giggles.

“Eds, leave it!”

“I’m just taste-testing it!”

“Are you questioning my culinary skills?”

“Never, baby.”

Shrugging off his coat and leaving it abandoned on the back of the couch, he made his way towards the kitchen to really take in the sight in front of him. Pots and pans and dishes sprawled around the kitchen, vegetables being boiled and desserts being made and, fuck, he was pretty sure he could see a turkey in the oven. You and Eddie were pressed up against each other, with you hovering by the hobs and Eddie right behind you because god knows that boy couldn’t stand to be away from you for a second.

“What’s going on here?” His gruff voice broke through the picturesque moment and he almost winced at the way both of your heads snapped around.

But you just smiled brightly at him, not a care in the world as Metallica’s Ride The Lightning was filling the space instead of cheesy Christmas carols. “Christmas dinner!”

Wayne never considered himself a Scrooge or anything, but usually there were just more pressing matters on his mind whenever the holiday season came around. But this—sitting with a plate full with a loving, homemade meal, some trashy movie playing in the background as he sat with his nephew and his nephew’s girlfriend—maybe this was the closest Wayne ever got to feeling festive.

“You, baby, are a fucking godsend,” Eddie grumbled with a mouth full of turkey and potatoes. “A magician in the kitchen, I swear.”

“It’s just some turkey, Eddie,” you said with a roll of your eyes, though it didn’t stop the pink tint growing on your cheeks. “Nothing special.”

“It’s the first time I’ve ever had turkey,” Eddie commented so casually, not seeming to notice the way you paused in your meal. “Now I get why the snobs over in the west side never shut up about this stuff.”

“I’ll make you turkey whenever you want,” you said to him, voice a little thick but before Eddie could even question it, you were leaning over to press a kiss to his cheek.

“Careful, sweetheart, sounds like you’re signing yourself up to deal with this buffoon for a long time,” Wayne piped up, causing a snort to leave your lips and an exaggerated sound of offence to leave Eddie.

Eddie puffed his chest out. “Oi, I happen to be quite the charmer.”

You snickered. “You sure about that, big boy?”

“I got you, didn’t I?” Eddie retorted as he threw an arm around your shoulder, pulling you into his side so he could press a loud, wet smack against your cheek. You let out a small shriek but you didn’t move away from his touch.

“Keep her around then, will you? Don’t think I can go back to that dodgy mac and cheese you make in the microwave after this,” Wayne joked, watching in amusement as your face brightened and his nephew’s face blushed in embarrassment.

“It was one time, alright?” Eddie huffed in his own defence. “I didn’t even know you could get food poisoning from pasta and cheese.”

You barked out a laugh, a sound so full of love and warmth. You placed your hand on Eddie’s cheek, grinning when the boy leaned into your touch. “It’s fine, baby, I’ll give you some lessons.”

“God knows he needs them,” Wayne coughed under his breath.

“Hey! You too, old man!”

But your smile didn’t drop as you shrugged, your eyes meeting Wayne’s from across the table. “I’ll teach you both then, since you’re just as hopeless as each other.”

Eddie tugged on the end of your sweater, your attention returning to him once again. “Think we can learn how to make those chocolate pudding things you put in the fridge first?”

Wayne Munson was not a good chef, and maybe he never would be. But in his little family of three, he didn’t think it was the biggest deal.

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson fic #stranger things x reader #stranger things x you #stranger things x y/n #stranger things one shot #stranger things fic

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alteredsilicone · 1 month

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I'm still not over that "we loved to offend the Orokin" line from Loid.

So, I wonder, how open Albrecht and Loid were in public without being like in a relationship-relationship.

I think the Entratis knew, but it was never formally acknowledged, because Albrecht never officiated the relationship. But Albrecht was close to Loid in a way that would read as affectionate while still being his standoffish self. Orokin society definitely has enough convoluted social norms that Albrecht can signal "I like this man romantically" without ever saying it.

Euleria saw Loid as her second father but she never verbalized it, her kids treated Loid more like a servant or a mentor. To Kaelli Loid was on the same level as the house cephalon - his job was to clean up after her. Kermerros saw Loid more as a teacher and had a more familial fondness towards him (because the person he wanted attention from, Euleria, didn't give it to him, and he didn't have the best relationship with his own father either).

Grandma definitely made very pointed comments towards both Loid and Albrecht, like, she knew Loid is a soft spot that can be used to poke and prod at Albrecht verbally. Not out of maliciousness but mostly her weird theatrical way of being a neutral party on the sidelines while also expertly stirring the pot and forcing people to act. Didn't particularly work out but she didn't know Albrecht had to deal with a lot of Void madness.

Then there's Vilcor... he definitely cared the least about the two, probably learned the hard way not to badmouth Loid though. Euleria gave him mixed signals - on one hand Loid is the servant, on the other hand if Vilcor ever treated Loid with levels of respect reserved for servants (not much), Euleria would not take it well. Perhaps he harbored some resentment as his own wife treated the servant better than him.

#wf tag #entrati family drama #idk where i went with this #im just imagining the insane family dynamic #where everyone knows that albrecht knows that they know that he knows that they know #but theyre all :) about it #maybe except grandma

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ddarker-dreams · 2 years

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concept of the day—

scaramouche being possessive in more than your interactions with others. you could, to some very limited extent, understand his odd obsession with monopolizing who you speak to. not that you appreciated it regardless of your ability to empathize with his convoluted reasoning, but at least it made some semblance of sense. it wouldn’t take much for you to prefer anyone else who isn’t his callous self. he’s self-aware (and insecure) enough to acknowledge this, hence, you only being able to speak with him.

what you didn’t anticipate, however, was his envy being directed toward inanimate objects.

while he never lowers his pride enough to come outright and admit it, he wants your undivided attention. so imagine his surprise when he comes home from a long, grating day at work interacting with bumbling buffoons, only to see your nose in a book. he tells himself it’s not big deal. sure, you didn’t say ‘welcome back’ to him, but whatever. he’ll exercise patience. minutes pass by... and still... you have yet to glance up and even acknowledge his presence.

never has he festered such visceral hatred toward a collection of dead trees.

if not for the roof over your head, you think he may have called down lighten to obliterate the novel in your hands. what drama. you later tell him he’s well-deserving of the theatrical name ‘balladeer’, to which he hisses at you much like a bristling cat. (far less cute, though, you decide).

speaking of animals, those earn a fair share of his wrath when being on the receiving end of your coveted affection.

while taking a walk in the gardens, you happened upon a baby bird, its wings injured and unable to fly away. finding it reminiscent of your own deplorable situation, you take pity on the small creature and decide to nurture it back to health. once more, scaramouche comes home, having hidden your latest books so as to revel in your attention uninterrupted. (ingenious, really, you have to rely on him for mental stimulation now)! except.

he hears... chirping?

ah, have you gone mad?

worse than that, you’ve taken in this eldritch-looking abomination that is covered in fuzz rather than feathers. you’re even holding the damnable thing — in the hands he kisses no less! — cooing and lathering it in love. for the next month, you’re so preoccupied on nursing the little one that he begins to long for the age of the book. while you have a gross and mushy name for the creature, scaramouche refers to the thing as “it”, begrudgingly only accepting its tenancy when you described it as his and yours child.

for the time being, childe is not at the top of his shit list. it is a bird.

#really thinking about this little man and going u////u #yandere scaramouche x reader #concepts

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craykaycee · 9 months

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I enjoyed interacting with your boys but now I'm curious, how would they react if they had the chance to interact with someone else's dca?

Eehhehehheehe! sry it took so long to answer, I decided to go all ham and cheese biscuit on this :3c

Here is my (Convoluted Theatrics (not yet a posted fic)) boios interacting with @crazedauthor 's (404: Personal Space Not Found) boios! We both had fun sprinkling in a little lore into these interactions :3c *sigh* the sillies

#fnaf dca #daycare attendant #fnaf daycare attendant #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sundrop #moondrop #fnaf y/n #sun x reader #moon x reader #Convoluted Theatrics #404: Personal Space Not Found #dca fandom #cray kay art #cray kay answer

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doccywhomst · 3 months

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BELTEMPEST REVIEW (EDA #17)

a pretty (bad) book. 1.5/10 for doing my boy dirty.

i don’t usually rate anything this low, but many confounding negative variables really fouled up the plot and characters for me. if you read more, beware: there will be excerpts and major spoilers.

here’s my general perspective: this is the dr who christian sonic the hedgehog fanfiction. it has so many buckwild scenes (like the doctor building a forcefield device that protects a spaceship that crashed on an island from a huge tsunami, and subsequently surfing the tsunami literally to the white house oval office window and having a conversation with the president), and the plot is one giant jesus metaphor that starts nowhere and goes nowhere! so if that’s your thing, you’ll love it.

however…. imo, the doctor is extremely obnoxious in this one. like in war of the daleks, he goes on long pretentious rants, talks in riddles, the quips are trash, and he occasionally feels more like seven (probably bc jim mortimore wrote 4 VNAs - it really surprised me how bad this book was, i’d never have guessed that jim also wrote “the natural history of fear” audio). here’s an example:

he’s like this from the very first scene (p.14):

i know the doctor is kind of a clown sometimes but this dude is a whole court jester, with bells on. it’s too much for me. he talks in amusing little circles, which might be interesting as a one-off in a much better novel, but becomes a dragging constant in this one. i also hate how he constantly talks down to people like a smartass caricature.

here’s some dialogue that i did enjoy, because it felt shockingly substantial (almost out of place), and expands on a scene from scarlet empress:

that was on page 93. the only part i really liked.

the plot orbits around the turbulent sun Bel as it begins to expand, scorching and destroying many of its 22 inhabited planets. ever since the peoples of Bellannia II, IV, XIII, etc. developed space travel, they’ve been dumping their radioactive and toxic waste onto a dead little world, which falls into the sun; little did the Bellannians know, a giant alien embryo was incubating in Bel’s warmth, and their pollution threatens to kill it. dun-dun-dun!

it’s kill the moon. it’s just 249-page kill the moon, but now with a melodramatic Rapture subplot.

right…. okay. just read this:

she ate 💅✨

anyway. millions if not billions of Bellannians are killed as the sun consumes or breaks apart their planets, and some of them turn to a traditional religion that encourages suicide (achieving an “Endless State” through eating poisoned wafers), but many of them are Actually Saved™️ by a little guy you might have heard of called…… Saketh.

the plot was kinda convoluted but essentially he was burned to death but came back, and now anyone who consumes his flesh will live forever (from what i gather, they die but they’re in suspended animation purgatorycore? and they’ll be brought back to life later? but the book ends abruptly and doesn’t explain much.)

i obviously hated it. i really wanted to try to like it, but i couldn’t take it seriously. jim mortimore’s style feels purpley and theatrical, but instead of erring on the side of camp, it feels like it’s meant to be genuine religious/political commentary. it’s serious like how christian sonic fanart is serious. maybe i’m just not the right audience.

the intro might be one of the most interesting sections, given how personal and anthropological it feels: it tells two versions of the deaths of two brothers, who are among the last of their people. it was pretty good, i liked it. but not really the rest.

so yeah. overall, 1.5/10. this is in my bottom three worst EDAs so far. it’s a pretty harsh rating but i’m generous when my appreciation is earned :/

#it was wacky as all hell from start to finish #also he REALLY pushed the idea that sam wants kids which didn’t really feel consistent w her character. didn’t like that #doctor who #eighth doctor #sam jones #edas #undescribed

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sunderedazem · 7 days

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your reflection, your bitter deception

Series: your boldness stands alone among the wreck (Part 3)

Series Authors: @sunderedazem and @azems-familiar

Rating: Teen

Fandom: Final Fantasy XIV

Category: M/M, Multi

Relationships: Emet-selch/G'raha Tia - Crystal Exarch, Past Azem/Emet-selch/Hythlodaeus/Original Character, hints of future WolG'raha/Emetwol, Warrior of Light & Warrior of Light

Major Tags: No Archive Warnings Apply

(Some) Minor Tags: Canon Adjacent, First Meetings, Miqo'te Warrior of Light, Lalafell Warrior of Light, Enemies and Lovers, Emet-selch Needs Therapy, Light Angst, Pining

Summary:

The Warriors of Darkness and the Scions of the Seventh Dawn meet Emet-Selch for the first time. Emet-Selch and the Crystal Exarch come to an agreement.

Chapter Start:

Crystal Exarch - G'raha Tia The skies are yet dark at night, and those noble souls whom he had summoned across the rift yet do not appear any the worse for wear to his admittedly-amateurish gaze. That marks two Lightwardens now slain by their hands, and countless lesser sin eaters besides. And they hold strong, as he had prayed they would. Lelesu and Corrain both- they hold strong. As he hoped - hopes, will hope - that they would, until the end of such a messy, convoluted plan. By Thaliak, he hopes they will hold strong, until the end. Until the last Lightwarden falls, until the First knows hope wholly, uncounted amongst the stars. He knows he has summoned them here to bleed for him and his people and their people, all over again, as if they had not given enough of themselves already. As if he does not ask they risk their very being, their souls, for a cause they have little enough choice but to pursue. The Lightwardens they would spawn would be monstrous creatures- and likely spell the doom of the star just as surely as Emet-selch's current plot would. Perhaps an even more inevitable doom than the slow suffocation of the world in purest apathy. In hindsight, he muses absently, staring at a sharp gaze of pale gold, this is why the man himself has deigned to visit. In all his typical theatrical glory and sardonic flair, sharp on every edge. It is the same exact mask he'd worn upon first breaking into one of Syrcus Tower's many control rooms, when G'raha had found him unsuccessfully fiddling with uncooperative controls and cursing about it.

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#ffxiv #shadowbringers #warrior of light #emet selch #crystal exarch #g'raha tia #emetraha #exselch #corrain gealai #corrain de fortemps #lelesu lesu #friend wol #cowriter fic!#ffxiv fanfiction #2 wols! twice the chaos!#the previous two parts in this series are pure emetraha. because this comboverse has uh. sort-of-established emetraha #enemies AND lovers #not enemies TO lovers. they can do both. right. this isn't going to end horribly at all. hehehehe #edit oops. wrong title

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gingerteaonthetardis · 1 year

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i was tagged by the wonderful @deardiary17 to share 7 (or more) lines from my latest WIP, so that means y'all are getting some unasked for midgelenny! (ask me about this convoluted fic at your own risk <3 i can be so annoying about it for the low low price of one single tumblr ask):

"You missed your calling," she muses, squinting theatrically at the paper napkin.

"Hm?"

She flips it ninety degrees, then ninety degrees again, her pseudo-examination accompanied by a frown. "You should have been a doctor, with this handwriting."

He groans. "Don't put that in your set."

"Why, because it's not funny or because sloppy penmanship is your dirty little secret?"

"Oh, Mrs. Maisel," he says with a mocking smirk; he does so hate to be obvious with her. "I have more dirty little secrets than I know what to do with."

"So, it's just not funny. I'll workshop it," she says, and apparently she means now, because her mouth does not stop moving, even as she folds the napkin up at precise angles and slips it into her purse. "You know, I can sort of almost picture it: Dr. Leonard Bruce, writing bogus Benzedrine prescriptions."

"Still not funny. And 'Bruce' is a stage name. I'd be Dr. Schneider, which is not very sexy."

She winces. "No, it really isn't. Not sure how you'd look in a white coat either…"

"Okay," he tips his head back, draining the last of his drink. "You keep workshopping, I'm going now."

She pouts. "So soon?"

"You'll be glad to be rid of me."

"Yes," she agrees, nodding with slightly too much emphasis. She's tipsy, he realizes. She had to get tipsy to come over and talk to him? He knows the feeling. "You are a terrible bore."

"'Is Lenny Bruce boring at home?'" he quotes, flicking one final salute over his shoulder before he goes. He doesn't want to look back, but he does anyway.

Midge smiles at him, just a little. And crookedly, her perfect lips pursed.

And—my god, he really is so fucking screwed.

#ONE THING ABOUT ME IS I LOVE THEM #the marvelous mrs. maisel #midgelenny #midge x lenny #my fic #abbey writes #tmmm fic #abbey.txt

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russellrustles · 1 year

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snowballs and skirmishes - g. russell

prompt: 26 - snowball fights requested by anon: ‘snowball fight with with george russell as you babysit his niece and nephew’.

word count: 0.7k

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George holds your gloved hand in his own as you stroll down the path at a leisurely pace, the two of you keeping a cautious eye on the two kids lurching through the snow a few metres ahead of you.

You’d been asked a few days ago if you could look after George’s niece and nephew for an afternoon while their parents sorted out some Christmas shopping and other errands, and seeing as you didn’t have any plans for the day you had of course agreed. Yesterday, you had been lucky enough to be blessed with a rather generous amount of snowfall, providing you with the perfect opportunity to take them for a walk through the park to keep them entertained.

However, neither you nor George are experts in childcare, and before leaving the house you’d had a convoluted discussion about how many layers his niece and nephew have to wear in order to stay adequately warm. Logically, they probably only really need the same amount of layers as the two of you, but just to make sure they don’t end up falling ill you had thrown the whole set of scarves, hats, gloves, coats and thick jumpers on them, resulting in them running around looking like garishly colourful impersonations of the Michelin Man.

“Hey, guys, let me show you something!” George calls to them, making them skid to a halt and turn back to look at him. You stop at the same time as he does, leaning in against him for some warmth as his niece and nephew come stumbling towards you, kicking up snow as they do so.

Although he spends a few moments resting his hand on your lower back, he’s quick to delicately push you away, encouraging you to keep walking while he stays behind with the kids. A slight feeling of suspicion rises within you as you hear hushed whispers between the three of them while slowly continuing to walk, and you’re almost certain that they’re up to no good.

Almost immediately, your thoughts are confirmed when you feel the dull thud of a snowball hitting your back.

The kids erupt into squeaky laughter, giggling and cheering at the success of their uncle’s nefarious plan.

“George William Russell!” you shout, turning around to face the three attackers with your hands on your hips like a disappointed mother. George responds with nothing more than a roguish smile, still crouched down to be at the same height as his niece and nephew and casually throwing a snowball from one hand to the other.

Right as you see him getting ready to throw another snowball at you, you grab your own clump of snow and hurl it at him, hitting his chest. He falls back with theatrical flair, clutching at his chest as he lays in a pile of snow.

The kids let out shrill shrieks, running and bouncing around him and yanking at his arms and legs in an attempt to get him back up.

Once they’ve succeeded in getting George back onto his feet, their retaliation is relentless.

You’re forced to duck behind trees and benches for cover as the three of them toss snowball after snowball at you, and despite accuracy perhaps not being their strongest asset they manage to land a fair few hits.

Despite your attempts at self-defense you’re greatly outnumbered. Even though you throw the occasional snowball back at them, you’re no match against a high-spirited boyfriend and two seemingly indefatigable kids, and you’re eventually forced to capitulate, grabbing a tissue from a pack you keep in your coat pocket and waving it in the air as a white flag of surrender.

George and his niece and nephew cheer loudly, jumping around and giving each other high fives in celebration while you head back towards them.

However, just before you reach them, you scoop up a small amount of snow and hide it in your closed fist.

Approaching George from behind, you wrap your arms around him in a tight hug. “Congrats on winning an unfair fight,” you giggle, still unwilling to fully admit defeat despite your unceremonious surrender.

“Oh, you’re just bitter that you’re not on the winning team,” he jokes.

You see the opportunity, and you take it.

Standing up on your tiptoes, you whisper, “Maybe I am, Georgie. Maybe I am,” before slamming a handful of snow onto his face.

He only manages to let out a betrayed gasp before you start sprinting down the path, refusing to look back when you hear three sets of footsteps setting off in pursuit.

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softambrollins · 5 months

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@unseenbox replied to your post “the devil is clearly someone with a deep burning...”:

It's like. Emotionally, Adam Cole is the best choice. But narratively, the stuff Adam Cole needs to be up to for this to work is a little convoluted, so I'm not calling it yet.

honestly i'm not the biggest fan of storylines like this and i think everything adamjf have done together has been so good that it's not even necessary. i think at this point the reveal is gonna be underwhelming no matter who it is but i think they're definitely setting it up to be someone who has a huge personal vendetta against max. which makes sense instead of it just being some rando. but it being adam after they spent months having this whole angsty saga of 'will they betray each other or not' would just undermine their whole story and all their character development for me. like what would be the point? we can have an emotional breakup at some other point down the line if it needs to happen. the devil thing just feels too theatrical and incongruous for a story that at its core is just about two dudes simply being bros and becoming better people because of that. if adam really wanted to hurt max, he knows thousands of easier ways. he could've hit him with that belt at wembley and it would've done the job just as well.

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toulousewayne · 8 months

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Titans Forever

This is a concept for a live-action Teen Titans film that could be adapted for theatrical release.This film would be in the same universe as other DC projects, I’ve been developing on here.

Synopsis:The Teen Titans get help from members of the original Titans to help them with their most sinister and dark threat ever.

Runtime: 3 Hour 5 Minutes

Release: April 5,2030

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Main Cast:

Dick Grayson/Nightwing…..Josh Heuston

Koriand'r/Starfire…….Halle Bailey

Rachel Roth/Raven……. Avantika Vandanapu

Garfield Logan/Beast Boy……Malachi Barton

Victor Stone/ Cyborg…….. John Boyega

Donna Troy/Troia…………Samantha Logan

Wally West/Flash……….Colin Ford

Sebastian “Brother” Blood………Alex Høgh Andersen

Mother Mayhem…….. Helena Bonham Carter

Trigon………….Jason Isaacs

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Plot:

Trigon taunts Raven as he destroys the world and friends. Raven wakes up from the dream and realizes Trigon is gonna enter the world soon.

Raven attempts to hide the truth about why she’s so against celebrating her birthday.

The Titans respond to a attack in San Francisco Stadium, only to be attacked by mindless controlled civilians.

Mother Mayhem ascends from darkness and tells a shadowy figure that Trigon’s ascent is near and they must bring the Heretic,”For she is the key to your Father return.”

Back at Titans Tower, the team regroup and think about their next plan of attack. Raven leaves abruptly, causing Kory to check on her while Dick and Victor investigate some of the footage from their fight.

Raven has a battle in her mind with Trigon and he tells her she must open the portal to Earth. Kory enters her room and snaps her out of it and it’s then Raven reveals what’s wrong.

Raven tells her she can handle on her own but she needs Kory to trust her and not tell the others.

Conflicted Kory agrees for now not to say anything.

The next day is Raven’s 18th birthday, and Trigon’s pill is growing stronger.

Gar and Kory spent most the morning decorating the living area and make Raven breakfast.

Dick senses somethings not right and asks Kory about it to which she doesn’t outright tell him but alludes to something with Raven.

Victor and Gar play video games ask Raven reluctantly joins them, to their surprise.

Dick goes to the Hospital as Nightwing to look at some of the attackers to find them without any memory of the incident.

Brother Blood attacks Titans Tower with blood demons and demands Raven come with him.

Starfire tells the Titans to attack Brother Blood and keep him away from Raven.

Nightwing returns to find the Tower broken into, Titans defeated and Raven missing.

Kory finally tells them that Raven had a dream or something like a convolution and kept muttering Trigon.

Raven awakes in the Church of Blood’s Lair and meets Brother Blood. He tells her how once the moon is full she will be the key to his rise to power. To which Raven scorns him for believing any Trigon or Mayhem told him.

Dick calls for help and Donna Troy and Wally West (Flash) arrive to help find Raven.

Cyborg tracks Raven’s communicator to somewhere south of Titans Tower.

Donna and Starfire investigate an apartment complex in that area, where police scanners report figures in red cloaks and gold demon masks, Cyborg and Beast Boy follow Raven’s tracker to an old factory, and Nightwing and Flash follow on intel about Sebastian Blood’s connection to Raven.

Mother Mayhem prepares the great room and has Brother Blood rejuvenate in blood to prepare for the recital.

Meanwhile Starfire and Donna Troy are lured into a trap and are fighting waves of Blood Demons.

Cyborg and Beast Boy are put up against demons that are made to look like the other Titans.

Nightwing and Flash deduce Blood’s identity and figure out that his “Mother” worked at an old church on the outskirts of town and call the other Titans to the location.

Raven is brought to the Grand Room where she asks Sebastian to stop and think about the Evil he’s about to unleash. He tells her she had her chance and he’s not going to be stopped.

Nightwing and Flash arrive and enter the tiny abandoned church until they find the hidden passage into the basements.

Mother Mayhem calls for the Followers of Trigon to welcome him into this world, and cleanse it of Man’s corruption.

Nightwing and Flash crash the ceremony and Nightwing head straight for Brother Blood.

Raven uses this time to try and break from her bends but they are hexed.

Flash takes out the normal masked followers but demons, and blood monsters are summoned by Mother and he ask to act fast.

The Full Moon is in full view of the skyline and Mother demands Sebastian to let her handle these issues. She strikes Nightwing who was dodging Brother Blood’s blood blast. She tells him that he’s a fool to think he can stop what’s coming next.

Starfire burst through the wall with the other Titans and she attack Mother knocking her away from Nightwing.

BB and Donna Troy assist Flash with the Demons, Cyborg gets to Raven and tries to help free her.

Starfire and Mother Mayhem engage in a fight with Mayhem’s powers being matched with Starfire’s.

Nightwing get to his fight in time to stop Brother Blood from killing Cyborg.

Mother Mayhem sends Starfire through a drywall and grabs Raven she picks up the Demon Blade and demands Brother blood stab Raven and allow her blood to flow onto the rock and open the portal.

Nightwing and Cyborg attempt to stop him but Mother Mayhem’s powers keep them in place.

Brother Blood tells Raven it’s nothing personal and is close to stabbing her, Starfire is able to get up and blast her power at the alter, causing Sebastian to stab Mother instead in the chest in place of Raven.

Horrified about he’s done he cries out for her has she bleeds onto the alter and her blood flows into the pool.

Nightwing grabs Raven and tells Starfire to get them and Cyborg away from there. She grabs them and flies outside where Flash, Donna Troy, and Beast Boy are waiting.

Blood now enraged recites the spell as Mayhem’s body vanished to ash and opens the portal and Trigon’s voice bombs through out the temple.

The Titans are able to regroup at the Tower, allowing them team to ask Raven who’s Trigon and what does she have to do with this.

Raven tells them her origins and the truth about her powers and father.

The sky turns red and earthquakes are felt throughout the city. Starfire tells them that something is happen downtown and emerges Trigon.

Raven tells them she’s the only one who can stop him and tells them she can’t allow them to be slaughtered because of her.

Nightwing tells her they’re not just a team, but a family and they’re going either way.

The Titans arrive and city hall where Trigon has risen, but Brother Blood returns with amplified powers and wants blood for Mayhem’s demise.

Donna Troy, Cyborg, and Flash go after Blood. Nightwing, Raven, Beast Boy, and Starfire battle through Trigon’s demon army.

Raven realizes she cannot defeat Trigon with battling him with rage, she uses her power and transforms into White Raven and defeats her father.

Without Trigon’s powers the Titans are able to finally stop Brother Blood.

Raven thanks the Titans, and the agree to always work together no matter how evil or strong the Titans will always stick together.

#dc comics #dc universe #teen titans #dc live action #dick grayson #starfire #Raven #beast boy #cyborg #teen titans judas contract #donna troy #wally west #trigon #dc titans

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