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the-kr8tor · 4 months

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here’s a request if it’s okay—r desperately trying to wake hobie up. he’s okay! it’s just that mr. i hate the am needed a nap before a show and the man sleeps like a log. a dead log. a dead log that snores

Hi, bestie! I love this prompt sm! Thank you 😘 (you're so right, he does sleep like a dead log)

Pairing: Hobie Brown x fem! Reader/ Spider-Punk x fem! Reader

Tags: Use of Y/N, No specific physical description of the reader, FLUFF.

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“Hobie?” You gently poke his cheek. “Hobs? Poke “baby?” Poke “Handsome?” Said man doesn't even stir awake or to even let out a signature Hobie grunt.

After kissing every inch of his face like the sleeping beauty that he is, Hobie still sleeps on the lumpy gray armchair of the green room with no care in the world. If the circumstances were different you'd let him rest.

“Is he awake yet?” Ned peeks around the corner, bass in his shaking hand. “Please tell me he's awake, Y/N”

“Not yet, Ned. I've got him don't worry”

“I can't help but worry! We're on in five!” He bounces by the balls of his feet, audibly groaning somewhere to nervously pick at his bass. “We're fucked!” You jump at the sudden sound. “Our guitarist is fuckin' dead!”

You look at Hobie to check if the yelling got him to wake from his deep slumber. His mouth is slightly parted, snoring away. If not for his soft snores you'd think Ned was right.

Sitting on his lap, you hope the added weight wakes him up. Hobie doesn't even flinch, his head is still lolling over the armchair, fingers twitching.

“Hobie,” you tap his chest with your palm, sending out an SOS that could translate to his dream. You push out your curiosity, wondering what kind of dream he's having that got him sleeping like a log.

No dice on the tapping.

Maybe calling him by his alter ego might activate something in his brain that would wake him up?

Leaning closer to his ear, your hands are on his shoulders to prop you up, his breaths fanning your cheek. “Spider-Man” nothing. “Hey, spider”

You don't want to scream in his ear, his face twitches into a soft smile, but maybe as a last resort you would. “Spider-Man we need you”

He chokes, his snoring stops completely. For a second you thought he'd wake up. But your smile falters, growing concerned when you don't feel his chest heave up.

“Hobie!” you panic.

He opens his sleepy eyes, grabbing onto your waist instinctively. “Huh?” Hobie lifts his head up to meet your wide eyes. Relief washes over you when he beams up at you. “Hello there, gorgeous.”

“Oh thank fuck!” You lay your head over his heart, listening to the steady beating. “I thought you wouldn't wake up” your voice is muffled by his leather vest.

“Just sleeping, love.” Hobie traces your shoulder blades with his dancing fingers. “I was havin' a good dream”

You look up at him. “I would love to hear it but for now you have to get on stage. You're on in–” you flick your eyes at the clock on the wall. “Two minutes.”

He chuckles, wrapping his arms around you instead of getting up. “It'll be the best two minutes of my life,” he leans up to meet your flustered face. “They can wait,” he said with a cocky smile, “I want my dream to come true right here.”

You meet with him halfway, smiling through the kiss as he slips his hands under your shirt to cup the small of your back.

“Christ! Can you two wait after the bloody show?!” Ned looks like he's about to burst a vein.

#request done #hobie brown x reader #spider punk x reader #hobie brown #the kr8tor's creations #x reader #spider punk #atsv fanfic #atsv hobie #atsv x reader #hobie brown x you #hobie brown x fem!reader #spider punk x fem!reader #spider punk x you #hobie fluff #hobie x reader #hobie brown x y/n #spider punk x y/n #fanfic

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magicalmysteries777 · 3 months

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"You're clueless, you know that?" - Reader x Eddie Munson & Reader x Steve Harrington (fake)

Summary: You agree to accompany Steve to Enzo's for Valentine's Day with only one shared goal in mind - to make Eddie so jealous he has no choice but to have the one conversation he's being avoiding.

Pairings: F!Reader x Steve Harrington & F!Reader x Eddie Munson.

Chapter: 1 of 1.

W/C: 2314.

A/N: Happy Valentines Day, besties! This trope paired with Steve and Eddie has had me in a chokehold for a while now and I'm so happy that the lil ADHD gremlin in my brain has finally let me write the damn thing. <3

This one-shot can also be found on AO3 here.

“You really think that’ll work? Pretending to go on a date with you?” you asked, leaning against the counter at Family Video.

“It better work. Personally, I’m sick of hearing you pine over him. He’s had a thing for you ever since you joined Hellfire but he’s completely clueless when it comes to all the hints you’ve dropped,” Robin chimed in without looking up from the ‘returns’ pile of videotapes she was sorting through.

Clueless didn’t even begin to cut it.

You’d known about Eddie’s crush on you for months now, ever since Dustin slipped up and spilled the beans at lunch one day. The poor kid made you swear on your own life that you wouldn’t tell Eddie you knew.

True to your word, you kept the secret and began dropping hints instead. Eddie couldn’t read the room to save his life.

Any time you caught him staring, he’d break eye contact before you could smile back at him. Any time your hands accidentally touched, he’d move his hand away and play it off if you didn’t keep your hand perfectly still.

“I think it’s perfect,” Steve smiled. “There’s nothing like a bit of jealously to make you realise what you want.”

“I dunno,” you mumbled, chewing your cheek while you weighed up your options.

“When he sees you all dolled up, thinking it’s for me, the dots will connect. Trust me.”

“Fine, I’ll find out when he’s working.”

Steve’s plan had been in the back of your mind the whole time you’d been sitting around the table with your fellow Hellfire members. It was a long game of highs and lows all night. Despite the distraction, you’d manage to come out of the battle victorious with a mere five health points left. The party, albeit a little bruised and battered, was one step closer to defeating Myrkul and Eddie was in a good mood.

It took the usual fifteen minutes to pack up Eddie’s maps, dice, tokens, and other various game pieces before you climbed into the passenger side of his van. “Sorry for the mess,” Eddie apologised.

“You say that every week and yet you never clean it.”

“I do, it just gets messy again,” he smirked.

You were halfway home when you glanced over at Eddie. His hair was frizzy, sticking up in places from all the near misses in battle where he’d had his hands running through it. The rings on his left hand were glowing gently from the reflection of his lit cigarette as he used it to control the steering wheel. His right hand was methodically fiddling with the busted cassette player that he’d been meaning to fix for months. As always when Eddie was concentrating, his tongue was sticking out and resting against his top lip.

“Got it!” he exclaimed as Rainbow in the Dark started blasting from the speaker, a huge grin spread across his face.

“When are you going to buy a new one?” you chuckled, prodding at the battered box.

“Stop touching it,” he slapped your hand away. “It’ll start crackling again. I’ve picked up some overtime next weekend, I’m hoping the gents will be tipping big to impress their dates.”

“No Valentine’s plan with anyone special then?”

“Nope, just work. Doubt there’s anyone out there who would want to spend their Valentine’s Day with the ‘Freak of Hawkins’ anyway.”

“You’d be surprised, some people like their men a little freaky.”

“What about you? Any plans?” he asked, the change in tone rather subtle.

For a moment, you weren’t sure if you were going to go through with the plan. Steve’s words echoed through your mind listed the pros and cons. ‘Trust me.’

“Yeah, I’ve got a date at Enzo's. At least I don’t have to worry about it going bad now if you’re working, you can come over and scare him off for me.”

“That’s great. Wow, a date. Um, yeah, I’ll fend him off for you if things go pear-shaped. Do I, uh, know the guy?” he stuttered.

“I don’t want to jinx it,” you answered, remembering Robin's claims that a little bit of mystery would be the key to the whole plan working.

“Of course,” Eddie agreed, a sarcastically dumb look plastered on his face. You couldn’t help but notice that this was exactly how he used to act when Dustin mentioned Steve. “Would you look at that? Here we are. Once again, dropped off in one piece, as requested.”

“You okay, Ed?” you ask, one eyebrow raised.

“Yep. Fine. Tired,” he mumbled through an unconvincing yawn. “Long game. I’m gonna go and, uh, get some sleep. Night.”

“And he said it exactly like that?” Steve asked.

“Yes, Steve, how many times do I have to go through it? He basically kicked me out of the van,” you answered.

“It’s definitely working.”

“Are you sure?”

“One hundred percent. Wait until he finds out it’s me, he’s gonna freak.”

“He might not react at all. Believe it or not, he is professional at work.”

“Bet on it?”

“Shut up.”

Eddie had been an asshole all week.

Jeff and Gareth got the worst of it. You, however, had been getting the silent treatment. It was Thursday lunchtime when Eddie finally acknowledged you again.

“So, what are your plans this weekend?” Dustin asked Mike.

“Movies with El then dinner, you?”

“Arcade with Will. What about you, Eddie?”

“Work and band, why?”

“It’s called small talk,” Dustin answered. “What is with you this week?”

“Nothing, I’m fine,” he snapped.

“Tell your face that, man,” added Jeff.

“Lay off it. Why don’t you ask her what she’s doing this weekend instead and leave me alone?” Eddie prompted, gesturing in your direction. He did not stick around to hear the answer, walking away dramatically.

“Well, what are you doing?” asked Dustin.

“I’ve got a date,” you answered quickly and quietly, sinking into your seat as a sense of guilt began to creep up on you.

“You what?!” asked Gareth.

“I said I’ve got a date.”

“Yeah, I heard you. The fuck do you mean you’ve got a date? With who?”

“Does it matter?” you ask asked.

“Evidently it does. I’ve been taking the brunt of his crap all week and you’re telling me it’s because you’re going on a date?”

“How was I supposed to know he’d react like this?” you quickly try to defend yourself.

“Are you blind?” Jeff asks.

“No, but he is. I’ve dropped hints. Lots of them. If he doesn’t want to acknowledge it then that’s on him.”

“Wow,” smiled Steve, looking you up and down. He took your hand, albeit rather dramatically, and began leading you to the car.

“Save it for the restaurant, you dingus. Does this look okay then?” you ask.

“The dress alone might kill him, never mind the heels and hair.”

Ten minutes later, Steve parked up outside Enzo's.

“When we get in there, sit with your back to the bar. You’re about to get the full Harrington charm, okay?” he asked.

“Got it.”

“Hi there, table for two under Harrington,” Steve told the hostess.

“Follow me.”

“Here we are,” the hostess said as she gestured to a small table. “Here are your menus, the waiter will be over to take your order shortly.”

“Thank you,” you replied, taking the seat that Steve had pulled out for you.

“So,” you began.

“So,” Steve replied with a grin.

“I’m not going to lie, Steve, I feel really awkward.”

“I can tell,” he responded. “Relax. We’re just two friends, dressed up, and having a nice meal. Loosen up a little and have fun, or this isn’t going to work.”

You tried to relax, really, you did. But you couldn’t help shake the feeling that Eddie was burning holes into the back of your head with his staring.

“Welcome to Enzo's, my name is Ruben and I’ll be your server this evening. Any drinks to start?”

“Sparkling water for me, and…” Steve prompted.

“Lemonade, please.”

“Awesome, I’ll get that put in at the bar for you. Any starters today?”

“Do you-” Steve began, turning his attention back to you.

“More of a dessert person,” you answer.

“Me too,” smiled Ruben. “What mains would you like?”

“Lasagne for me, please,” answered Steve.

“Chicken Alfredo, please.”

“Awesome. I’ll get all that put in for you, enjoy your evening.”

“Thank you, ‘preciate that,” Steve told him before he left the table.

After a couple of minutes of the usual “how was work?” and “how was school?” small talk, Steve’s gaze quickly shot behind you as he sat up a little bit straighter.

“Here’s your lemonade,” Eddie announced, placing the glass down in front of you.

“Thanks, Eddie. How’s your shift?” you asked with a smile.

“So-so. Started going downhill about twenty minutes ago,” he answered.

“Nothing worse than a shitty Friday shift,” Steve chimed in.

“Evening rush,” Eddie responded, unwilling to meet Steve’s gaze. “Everything okay over here?”

“Great, thank you,” you respond.

“Harrington,” Eddie muttered, placing Steve’s water in front of him with a little bit more force than he did the lemonade, before heading back to the bar.

“He won’t even look at me, this is working even better than I thought,” Steve chuckled.

One hour and one chicken alfredo later, Ruben returned.

“Well you two are looking cosy over here,” he told you. Steve had been giving you cues on how to sit and when to laugh all evening. “How about that dessert? I highly recommend the ‘brownie and ice cream for two.’ Chef special tonight.”

“Sounds perfect,” answered Steve.

“Alrighty, that’ll be about ten to fifteen minutes. Any more drinks?”

“The same again, please,” you answer.

A couple of minutes later, Steve gave another instruction.

“Rest your left arm on the table.”

“What?”

“Now.”

Steve let out a sudden laugh and adjusted himself in his seat. He placed his arm on the table, his fingertips slightly brushing against your own.

A loud crashing noise from behind you had heads rolling to see what was going on. Every pair of eyes in the restaurant landed on Eddie.

“Sorry folks,” he announced. Eddie quickly began picking up the larger shards of glass whilst another bartender brought over cloths and a broom.

“Hook, line, and sinker,” Steve whispered, loud enough for only you to hear.

You really were getting the full Harrington charm, as promised. Steve had been feeding you brownie on and off for ten minutes, his glancing over to Eddie quickly now and again.

“It’s almost time,” Steve whispered.

“Time for what?”

“The grand finale.”

Steve leaned in slightly and wiped the side of your mouth gently with his thumb. “Ice cream,” he smirked.

“Is that really necessary?”

“One hundred percent. On my cue, you’re going to excuse yourself to go to the bathroom,” he began.

“But-”

“If this whole fake date has gone to plan, which by the way has been lovely, then I do believe Munson won’t let you make it that far. Go now.”

As instructed, you excused yourself from the table and made your way towards the bathroom. Just as you got to the door you felt a hand close softly around your wrist.

“Hey, can we talk?” Eddie asked.

“Everything okay?”

“No, actually, it’s not,” he answered. Eddie glanced around before pulling you through a door labelled ‘staff only’.

“Eddie, wha-”

“You can’t date Steve.”

“I can date whoever I like Eddie,” you respond.

“Why him?” he asked, his hand still wrapped lightly around your wrist.

“Why not?”

“Because,” he began, pausing in thought. “Because he’s… he’s got a reputation. Surely you’ve heard all the rumours?”

“And we both know him well enough to know he’s not that person anymore,” you answer, your gaze locking with Eddie’s who, surprisingly, held it.

“You just can’t, please,” he pleaded.

“Give me a good enough reason as to why I shouldn’t go back out there and I won’t.”

Eddie stayed silent for a few moments, his big, brown eyes locked on yours. The small staff room became stuffy all of a sudden, the air so thick it felt like you could barely breathe. You held your ground, waiting for him to speak, but he didn’t. You stared back at Eddie, your eyes pleading with him to just say something. Anything.

You broke your gaze from Eddie’s and turned towards the door, ready to give up and go home. Eddie’s grip on your wrist tightened and he pulled you back towards him, using his free hand to cup your face as his lips met yours.

You weren’t sure how long you’d been there, Eddie kissing you, but it felt like forever. The tension in the air vanished, leaving you with a cozy feeling deep in your stomach, where the butterflies used to live.

“You can do better than him. You deserve better than him. You deserve someone who knows that you take extra sugar in your coffee when you’re studying. Someone who knows that you’re a completely evil genius in the best way possible when it comes to D&D. Someone who knows you’d rather be in bed with a book at-” he glanced at his watch, “nine o’clock at night. Someone who apparently isn’t very good at making the first move.”

“You’re clueless, you know that?”

“I am?”

“Yeah,” you replied, leaning in to kiss him again.

If it wasn’t for Ruben who knows how long you would have stood there, entwined together, lost in the moment.

“Hey man, you heading home?” Eddie asked casually, placing a little distance between the two of you.

“I was, but turns out I’m staying late. Guy with the hair on table twelve tipped me a hundred bucks to finish your bar shift and fetch a fresh brownie out. Said you ‘owe him one’ and you can ‘square it up later’. Brownie will be out in five. Enjoy.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson fanfic #steve harrington #steve harrington fanfic #fluff #fake date #fake dating #eddie munson x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x you #eddie x you #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader #steve harrington x you #stranger things #stranger things fanfic #eddies a big baby #smart steve #platonic steve harrington

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strangesickness · 2 months

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losers playing ttrpgs... losers playing ttrpgs save me...

mike is running a multi-year homebrew ttrpg campaign that is basically just a combination of any rulebook the losers can get their hands on + anything they come up with. i know it to be true. the campaign started as a call of cuthulu campaign but it is now a terrifying mix of call of cuthulu, dungeons & dragons, and cyberpunk with elements from a dozen other games including star wars: the roleplaying game, warhammer, harnmaster and somehow alma mater(??? idk how. but i know this happened). richie was like. "mike man, i love you forever, you're great at this. but why don't i have magic powers?" and he pointed at ben's collection of d&d rulebooks he'd been browsing through and he sounded so earnest and excited that mike knew in that moment he was going to sacrifice the integrity of his cool mystery campaign so richie could cast vicious mockery (99% sure vicious mockery didn't exist yet... don't quote me on that but it doesn't matter because the idea of richie using it constantly is hilarious)

they've all been playing the same characters for years and they keep convincing mike to add more stuff so they're all like super powerful and mike keeps having to come up with more and more powerful enemies.

mike's dice collection is so so so cool he has so many dice, and whenever he introduces a new important character he goes out and gets dice that fit their theme and it is such a moneysink but it's worth it because ooooh pretty dice

after four occasions where the losers decided to adopt a random npc mike hadn't planned anything for, mike has started planning every single npc out down to the specifics of their childhood education. he has endless character sheets hanging out in his room with characters he's created that populate his game world.

okay hanbrough agenda time: bill is the most oblivious guy in the entire world. i know this. (he is the guy who looks at brokeback mountain and goes "what do you mean it was gay? why can't men be friends anymore?" this is based on that one passage at the beginning of the book where he goes on one of those "why can't the curtains just be blue because they're fucking blue" rants lol. he does not know what media literacy is. to me) and mike is. increasingly frustrated and feels like he's losing his mind. he is like head in hands because he asked bill to go to prom with him and bill was like "yeah sure man! sounds great, you're my bestie forever!", and he has no idea what to do, because how is this man this dense, so he just starts having all of his NPCs fall head over heels for bill's character and flirt like madmen. it is painful for everyone involved. except bill. who still has no idea what is going on. that is a very unfortunate month.

mike and ben hang out a lot and ben helps mike brainstorm for the campaign so ben has all this insider knowledge and mike will just look at him before something insane happens in the campaign. they'll like make eye contact and ben will be like holy shit holy shit holy shit :0 and mike just drops some insane new lore. it's very special to me.

#i know it might be like. why isn't ben or bill GM? they're the writers!#but like. idk it just fits. watching mike in it chapter 2 gave me so much unhinged GM energy #that man can spin a TALE. i know it. i also know he can improvise like crazy #they finish a session and he's like. btw guys everything after like the first hour was improvised i hope it didn't feel to awkward #and the losers are like... wdym you didn't perfectly plan all of that?????#bill could not run a campaign to save his life. he does not know what chekhov's gun is. he does not know what nuance is.#he would be trying to run a campaign and the losers would do ANYTHING even slightly off the hyperspecific plan he made #and he'd start trying to railroad everyone and everyones just getting increasingly stressed #basically it would be a bad time #that man can't do improv i know it in my heart #ben on the other hand is a massive ttrpg nerd and has run multiple one shots with the losers #he's not big into long campaigns like mike is but he loves coming up with new campaign ideas #he also collects ttrpg rulebooks and is always looking for weird ones to try out with his friends <3 #they all have so much fun doing character creation with ben too. it's great.#i'm not done with this btw. i have so much more to say #i love ttrpgs and a party is the highest level of friendship. this is true #my high school best friends were literally just my d&d party #and cyberpunk (the ttrpg) is how i made friends in college lol #posts afflicted with a strange sickness #it stephen king #it 2019 #it 2017 #mike hanlon #bill denbrough #ben hanscom #hanbrough #richie tozier

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themaskstayson · 2 months

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Thinking about all my Dark Urges in a party together cause it can be a somewhat balanced party, in the sense of survivability but also so funny to write about.

Rynnil, the lolth-sworn drow oathbreaker.

Cyrus, the tiefling bard college of spirits.

Moondrop, the deep gnome shadow monk.

Varra, white dragonborn wild magic Sorcerer.

Varra is default durge but with body 1 cause I wanted him to be smaller lol He's the master mind of the group and Bhaal's special chosen baby. He's more incline to go with the flow and if that means follow the urges pretty hard-core with no regards of them being attacked... Oh well. He wouldn't help the goblins, though. Mostly because it would be a waste of a perfectly good blacksmith. He wants to fight Orin and take his power back but throughout the journey becomes conflicted with duty to Bhaal, his "family", and now his new found "family". He is the leader of Dark Urge group and co-leader when the combine groups with Wyll as the leader for origin characters.

(I played for about 20iah hours and I stopped because idk kissing as a dragonborn was kind of meh... I do love the white and red dragonborn design so much and I would bring Varra back for a multi-player game instead. He never left act one but he did get it in with Astarion.)

Rynnil is very resist the urge. He remembers a life before the cult and wants to break free and go back to it, or at least break free to have his freedom, now that he got a taste. He's very hands off with the group, letting them be gremlins until they cross a line like unaliving people in broad daylight for no good reason. They can't just do things like get the Grove closed off, how else would they sell the loot they're hoarding? He's still duty bound but by his own rules of wanting to keep his "family" safe. Socially he is not the greatest and relies on others for anything talking related. Also, while Rynnil is very resist the urge, by the time he gets to Baldur's Gate and realizes a few things he does go a bit back to the dark side and does things without care for his own well being.

(Rynnil was in a coop game and an honour mode one. In coop he romance Wyll and it was so cute. He was very duty bound and I broke his oath by accident in act 3 lol He was very much the silent type but easily won over by Wyll's romantic ways. Him and Astarion were besties.

In the honour mode, Rynnil was romancing Astarion but, by accident, they broke up and Rynnil got upset and started doing unhinged things like get the hammer and lie a lot about what he was doing. I got stressed and stopped the run, but I should continue for the dice at least..... He's also romancing Halsin, which is meh. Rynnil works best with Wyll imo just for the support and not having the need to "fix" someone else and get support to be a better person.)

Cyrus is the same as Varra and goes with the flow but WAAAAY more interested in the need to please daddy Bhaal and blood baths because it keeps the skin moisturized. He also would clock Astarion's flirting unlike Varra and Rynnil and he would find it cringe. He'll still sleep with him, though. Not cause he likes Astarion but he wants to see how cringe-y he gets with his lines. Cyrus would actually sleep with everyone, like a true bard. He's also the group's voice but Rynnil does keep him in line from doing anything too bad. Until later on where Rynnil doesn't seem the care about anything and Cyrus can make his own decisions without care.

(Plan for Cyrus was to use the polymod and romance everyone. I just... Never got around to it lol Cyrus wouldn't be so interested in Astarion but more so Lae'zel cause she's strong or Gale cause he's a wizard and powerful. Gale being depressed would be a turn off. Cyrus wants to cause chaos, or at least be unhinged enough.)

Moondrop is also resist the urges and trying to find inner peace. He's also one of the sassier members of the group and always judging everyone. The amount of time people go to him for advice is concerning to him. He also demands they have tea with their lunch and relax. He's very meh with the group. He doesn't see the others as his siblings at all, especially Varra and Cyrus for embracing the urges at times. Rynnil he is okay with but mostly cause the drow doesn't do much of anything and is a reliable fighter. Moondrop finds the origin characters to be very concerning about but would prefer if Wyll just lead the group alone since Varra cannot be trusted really.

(Moondrop I am trying to keep no mods with Script Extender to see if I can get Wyll to not be buggy and get one of the romance greetings and I really wanna see his kisses. I also wanna romance Adtarion cause the boy is racist against Gnomes and it would be funny. I can't play vanilla cause how the hell am I supposed to be a femboy with no cute faces?)

Regardless of barely playing with mods, the game somehow got corrupt.

In theory I can run a game with all 4 of them and have them romance someone but running the game twice was concerning... I don't know if I can run it 4 times to get them all lol

#i miss playing as Rynnil #bro was so cool #i also need my weekend so i can play bg3 hnnggg #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 #baldurs gate 3 #bg3 tav #bg3 durge #dark urge #my ocs #my screenshots #bg3 drow #bg3 tiefling #bg3 gnome #bg3 dragonborn

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seraphtrevs · 1 year

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The holy trinity of blorbos/OTPs - Hannigram, Loustat, and Lacho. ❤️

So true, bestie! And thank you for giving me the opportunity to compare and contrast (I mean, not that I needed it and not that you asked for it, but here we gooooooo!)

So on Team Humanity side, we have Will, Louis, and Nacho. Will is on the side of law and order, but I'd argue he's uncomfortable there. His pathological empathy gives him a desire to use it to help others, but I think he ironically harbors a lot of resentment. He's constantly bleeding into other people, struggling to hold on to his own identity. It would be exhausting to be never sure which feelings are yours and which feelings are coming from other people. He tries to put up boundaries, but his work in the FBI requires him to not only take those boundaries down, but to open himself to the worst humanity has to offer. No wonder he's a mess. So even though he's our law and order character, I think that he's also the most tempted by the freedom Hannibal offers him In contrast, we have Louis and Nacho, who have already thoroughly corrupted themselves before their tempters show up. Louis and Nacho embrace criminality because they like money. (I think there's also something to be said that they're both men of color in a racist society, which leads them to hold law and order in contempt, but maybe that's another post.) They feel bad about it, sort of, and I would argue neither of them are in it for thrill of power. They're just extremely practical. They're also devoted to their families, which keeps them connected to their humanity, even as they make the choice to ignore their conscience for the sake of profit.

The great what-if question of Lacho fandom is what would have happened if Lalo came to run things after Tuco's imprisonment rather than Hector? Of our Team Humanity trio, Nacho's the only one who is not even a little tempted when his tempter offers him everything...but there are so many outside factors that it's hard to tell if he always would have refused, under any circumstances.

Lalo was never really an option for him because of Gus's blackmail. I think he could have rolled the dice and called Gus's bluff about the Hector stuff - like, honestly, who are the Salamancas going to believe? But once Gus had the gun to Papa's head, Nacho decided the risk was too great. He's genuinely disgusted by Lalo and Hector's conversation about what they did to the professor, but that's a conversation he never would have heard if Lalo had been Tuco's replacement

And Lalo's seduction was seriously half-assed, mostly because he took for granted that Nacho was his already. The too-little, too-late Mexican wedding proposal was lazy and would have never worked anyway because of the Gus situation.

But what if Lalo had arrived when Nacho was still able to be tempted? Because of the three of them, I think Nacho was the least bothered by his conscience. Louis felt pressure to keep his family in the style to which they were accustomed, and they happily turned a blind eye to how he was doing it (with the exception of his brother). Without that pressure, I don't think Louis would have chosen his life, and his confession to the priest shows how tormented he was. Nacho's dad, by contrast, severely disapproved of Nacho's criminal behavior. But Nacho shrugged him off. He enjoyed it too much. I don't think there's any indication Nacho wasn't having a good time being a criminal in season 1. The only reason he wants to get rid of Tuco is because he fears for his safety, not because he is morally repulsed by Tuco's evil.

So our one character out of the three who makes the firmest rejection of evil and temptation is the one whose morals are arguably the weakest. Which is really interesting!

#this is already too long #so stay tuned for a post about our Satanic trio #lacho #hannigram #loustat #interview with the vampire #hannibal #better call saul #asks

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spooky-cat-and-corgi-girl · 4 months

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For the witch one am I game:

Online and Cool Dice <3

So true bestie

#Ask games #Cat Ask #Author Cat’s Gameshow

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unsleepingtales · 1 year

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Episode 19 reactions/freakouts/etc! Major spoilers ahead obviously!

Holy fuck that set is SO COOL

Did they fucking enchant Scheherazade.

Noooo Cindy.

Oh SHIT Zac nat20 right out the gateeeeee

What if they one hit ko raps. Insane.

No minutes at all. You have no idea. What her powers are.

Okay so she’s still gonna take damage. What an inSANE first turn.

SLITS her THROAT???

Tim’s mini is delightful

The mechanic of them having different diplomacy levels with different characters is so so good. So real. I need to have coffee with Brennan Lee Mulligan.

Oh my god I know it wasn’t on purpose but Cinderella saying As You Wish is giving me Thoughts

I feel like I’m in summer school top ten insane Ally Beardsley statements

Elodyyyyy

Gerard what are you DOING

Just be normal. Cmon.

Rosamund 40 points of necrotic damage off the bat holy shit. CIRCLE OF DEATH SPELL? What the fuck is that.

Miraaaaa I need to hug her

YES convince her please she needs to be ok

Oh that’s such a cool visual holy shit

Lou Wilson is so so good. He’s so good at what he does.

I DONT WANT MY STORY TO END HERE

Brennan going “Baba, what are we going to do?” Wild thing for him to do tbh

Everybody but me going to die here??????

(Pib clocks that)

“I love a crone” so true Emily

Saving Face is such a wild thing

ELODY THERE IS HOPE IN THE WORLD

You’re going to get a chance to tell your story. This is the end of everything and you haven’t been given your moment.

You can make a new most important part of your life. You can learn and grow. Things don’t just end!

It doesn’t have to be the way that it was.

I’m just gonna be a weird little guy and see what happens! So true bestie!

Rapunzel is so nuts btw

RED

Soooo saaaad

Oh my god the editing on that shot was incredible

I love things that make Brennan, the DM trying to kill them, go “oooh sick”

Telekinetic shove???? So cool

Telekinetic shoving someone into your arms. Saying we care for the stories. Not being able to break through. Oh my god. The emotions in this silly little dice game.

What a delightful interlude before Pib fucking dies.

Ally is just talking so well today.

STOP HURTING HIM. THIS ISNT THE PLAN. SOBBING.

104 HP. The books dealt 106 HP. Insanity. 18 d10????? The fuck Brennan??

Rosamund full dead? Rosamund full dead?? The dome did the thing. Rosamund full dead.

WHAT

New mini new mini

Hey Brennan quick q what the fuck

Oh NOW she gets her head in the game?

YES baba yaga

YOU MAHST WAKE AAHP (slap)

I love them fucking with his ruler

Elody the ally <3

Oooh Murph that’s such a cool ability.

SHE ONLY HAS 25 HP RN????

Zac facial expressions my beloved <3

Battle master is so fucking cool.

YES MURPH GET HER MURPH

My wife is my friend now.

Rapunzel talking to elody about her life choices as she’s being eaten was so funny for Brennan to do

It SPINS Rick Perry let me work for you I’m begging

Hyena???

God, the idea of Mira using her legs as weapons. Kicking Snow White in the head. So many thoughts.

Holy shit necrotic sleeping beauty killing necromancer snow white is so insane

Insane shit from Baba Yaga.

I love the dialogue choices Brennan makes for her

Oh god the faint whisper of Something Wicked This Way Comes before the faeries reveal. Wild.

See you in the stars I fuckin guess

Preview:

IS THAT A FUCKING INK HAND

Fireworksssss

Oh that was his Cinderella voice.

Oh my god the gems. Brennan what the fuck are you doing.

#neverafter #rick perry appreciation hours #dropout art team <3

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0nl0n · 1 year

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Mercury and the dwarfs , Pluto

(possessed!mercury au)

Pluto:uhh hey Mercury Mercury:oh , you finally made it here… Pluto: Uh yeah, so why did you want me to me to come to this specific part of the kuiper belt? Mercury: oh nothing~

Mercury turns around to see Pluto confused why he wanted him to meet him here when they could of just come to their normal spot. Mercury pulled something out of his pocket.

It was a knife.

Pluto was shocked as Mercury slowly walked towards him. Pluto backed a way slowly until Mercury suddenly bolted to him. This caught Pluto off gaurd and Mercury got a hold of him.

Pluto:M-MERCURY?! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!

Mercury chucked at him and looked at Pluto. Mercury revealed his newly bright purple slits for pupils. He had a crazy look and an ominous aroma around him. This wasn't normal. This isn't Mercury. He would never do this to his best friend right? Mercury peered menacingly at Pluto and began to speak

Mercury: you only have 2 options Pluto, join me or DIE! Pluto:….what?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN "JOIN YOU?!" I— Mercury pulls his knife closer to Pluto's neck. Mercury: come on~~ your my bestie! You have so much potential, wanna get revenge on the ones who hurt us? Wanna see them SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES?! Pluto:…I will NEVER JOIN YOU! YOU IMPOSTER!

Pluto kicked Mercury's stomach and ran away. Mercury was furious, I guess he shall die within his chaos he could of been in. Pluto ran and ran and ran away from the scene. That was NOT Mercury. He would NEVER do this. He has purple eyes, so it can't be him! He knew that that fake was not his true best friend. He diced to get some rest in the kuiper belt as he has been running for a while. Mercury on the other hand was thinking who to target next and how to kill Pluto brutally. Then he thought of the perfect plaentoid to possess…………………………………….Charon.

#Solarballs #possessed onion #Possessed Mercury #PO #PM #Hhhhh #Pluto #Mercury

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Namaari is the mom that needs to take a picture every three seconds and Raya is the mom that groans along with the child about being forced to take a picture. Modern au:

Raya, holding hands with Aulia and bringing her up to the park: you ready to go play, honey?

Aulia: *immediately sprints away for the slide*

Raya, smirking: I will take that as a yes

Namaari, shooing Raya away: go up there on the slide with her, this is a picture opportunity

Raya, whining: are you for real, Maari?

Namaari, nodding and continuing to shoo her away: 110% for real. Now go act like you like our daughter

Raya, snorting and jogging up to the slides: it may be a challenge but I’ll do my best

Aulia, waving at her: hey Ma, have you come to join me in my magical castle here?

Raya, smiling: that and your mother is in desperate need of a picture of the two of us

Aulia, groaning: again?! We just took some when we went to the garden! And when we woke up this morning! She’ll probably take more pictures when we go get ice cream!

Raya, sighing: trust me, I already tried pleading our case. No dice

Aulia, pouting as Raya sits down: fine *crawls onto her lap* I can’t believe this nonsense

Raya, being dramatic: alas, we were cursed with looking super cute all the time

Aulia, nodding: it’s exhausting

Raya: so true, tiny bestie. Okay, camera’s pointing at us!

Namaari, taking like three hundred pictures in the span of five seconds: perfect! You guys look great! Love you both!

Raya: we love you too!

Aulia, waving: love you Ma!

Raya: hey can you send me all the pictures you took?!

Namaari, being smug: I thought you didn’t want to take the pictures

Raya, glaring: don’t be rude, Namaari-

#raya and the last dragon #namaari #ratld #raya x namaari #rayaari #namaari x raya #raya and namaari #ratld namaari #raya disney #ratld raya #rayamaari #raya of heart #raymaari #disney raya #raya namaari #namaari of fang #raya incorrect quotes #ratld incorrect quotes #disney ratld

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mona the most beautiful talented author you are the reason i live and breathe. your lestappen fics are the only thing i think about. you’re literallt the best (and my favorite) author ever. i think i’ve read devils roll the dice (angels roll their eyes) three times by now and i cannot get enough. thank you for your work i cannot tell u how happy it makes me 💙💙💙💙

Oh my God, babe??? Honey??? Bestie???

This ask... I don't even have words to describe the amount of joy your words have awoken in me, seriously. Thank you so, so much for making my week with your amazingly kind words.

It's such an honor to be your favorite author, like, you have no idea. This is my dream come true, to receive this kind of message. Thank you so, so much for reading my work, for enjoying it, and for coming into my ask box to spread this kind of love.

I love and appreciate you so, so, so much. ❤️

#Asks #Personal #salkindi064 #Will remember this ask for the rest of my fucking life #Seriously

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afroboydyke · 2 years

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I love Danganronpa so much so here’s my V3 post canon rewrite bc my ideas are nuanced and fun

I KNOW this was done in the second game but like. What if they’re actually like. In pods. Kinda like a second game

Simulation situation where everyone still died. And the earlier they died the harder it is to resuscitate them. And so

Basically they’re actual ppl who had their true personalities erased and then boom. Pods

So when they come OUT they’re still like. The ppl from the game

And they’re forced to come out and not euthanized bc the world rejected danganronpa. Normally Dangan euthanizes them bc when they die they become brain dead a la Dangan 2.

They come out and some of them have families that missed them while others don’t know Anything. Nobody to claim them nothing. Those who have family are forced to go with them and those who don’t have anyone/don’t care to reach out live in their own apartment community together. And of Course there’s severe trauma so like. Required therapy for Everybody with different plans and levels depending on the severity of their trauma.

I Like to think they got. Extremely scrambled when they died. So they’re in a weird liminal space where they Know they aren’t the people they were pre game. But they have some like. Last memories that just Surface. Or weird tendencies. And nothings ever clear. Their OG personalities and Dangan personalities clash terribly. Some more than others. So there’s therapy for that

And then they have to Remeet and relearn each other Outside the game. However some of the deaths in-game lead to severely rock relationships post-game. And that directly affects how they build relationships.

I also like to think that some of their plotline Does in fact line up with their actual lives. Just parts of their lives that the Dangan staff was unable to deprecate when they made the game personalities. Korekiyo’s sister actually IS terrible and so they decided to capitalize off of that. I like to think one of the reasons he joined the game was to escape her so they Had to use that.

Kokichi Def had DICE but they weren’t an organization? Those were just his ragtag group of friends that he lives with.

I haven’t figured out Everyone who lives in the apartments and those who have families but. Korekiyo has to go back to his sister bc of how mentally unwell he is. Rantaro has an apartment. Kokichi has an apartment but his friends are allowed to come live with him Bc now he has a swanky place and they aren’t like. Renting out a terrible rat infested place.

Uhh Korekiyo has a gender crisis bc I said so. Idk there’s something about living with the ghost of your dead sister inside you that makes you question things you know?

Agender keebo courtesy of my bestie @aritheartfreak

The Shuichi polycule w/ Kaede and Kokichi (who are friends) + Kaede dating Miu

The Himiko polycule w/ angie and tenko (who kind of dislike each other still but are working over their differences)

Maki and Kaito obvs bc they deserve happiness

Anyways I came up with this Forever ago but bc @aritheartfreak just finished the series and I told them about it I now have to tell everyone else

#danganronpa v3 #danganronpa #drv3 #korekiyo shinguji #rantaro amami #danganronpa drv3

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