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tomboyjessie13-artblog · 2 years

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This is how I'm gonna contribute to this year's ECtober. I'm doing the Seven Deadly Sins again, but instead on focusing on the worst aspects of the Sinners like last year, I'm focusing on Secondary Sinners, basically Demon contractors who are not as fully recognized as the main 7 such as Banica or Riliane, but are still just as infamous in their own unique way such as Ney or Prim. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In this case above we have Mikina Freezis, born Mikina Sfarz, was an aristocrat hailing from the Kingdom of Marlon and the wife of Keel Freezis.

Due to their financial troubles in Elphegort, Mikina unwittingly became a pawn of Prim Marlon and Abyss I.R., inadvertently making a contract with the Demon of Greed. Through her husband's information network, she secretly aided the Queen Dowager's machinations while trying to protect her family. Even though she mostly uses the Marlon Spoon for good things such as helping her family's business, making her the least severe of Greed's sinners, she still participated in the Conspiracy of Evil to help Prim expand the Marlon Empire, albeit against her will. Mikina's story is quiet a tragic one, all she wanted was her husband to be successful but then got sucked right into Prim's and Irina's evil schemes to screw over Lucifenia by chance, even going as far as to participate in the Blue King's demon possession and Micheala's assassination. Despite all the wrongs she's committed, she deeply regrets them all and has resorted to spending the rest of her days alone after Keel's death before dying herself. Of course, her children managed to find her after all these years to spent the last few moments with her, showing that her children still loved her no matter what. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This was actually the most easiest and quickest drawing I did that I've could've upload it earlier, but I got distracted by online bullshit, YT videos, and having uncontrollable munchies and day dreams instead lol. That being said, I'm going to do the last Secondary Sinner after I get some rest, this one's going to be a bit of a surprise so no asking for spoilers alright? Cat PNG found on Google

#drawing #evillious chronicles #mikina freezis #irina clockworker #ectober #ectober 2022 #cat #spoon #fire

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pleb-the-original · 10 months

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Day 27: Suggestion

(So I haven’t done this in a hot minute. Yeah sorry about that but I’ll try to get the rest of these knocked out so I can move on to the next list which will definitely not be done by the end of June. So now, my suggestion. I asked some friends in discord and one told me Eddie the Yeti. Like from the DKC tv show. I figured I could work with that since I already had the idea of Freezie demons being the cause of those sightings. But somehow, maybe it was the song associated with him, but my mind went to music. Something about the idea of this yeti just screamed jazz to me. So instead of investigating cryptid stuff, this became an exercise in using as much jazz slang as possible. You’re welcome.) Hey hey hey! What’s hopping hop cat? An interview? Yeah I’m down for a goof. Folks call me Eddie the Yeti. Been Eddie ever since I picked up my axe. Yeti part just comes from my time up on Everest. Ah naw, they ain’t all me. I’ve known plenty of other guys like me who’ve been used as Yeti sightings. Word of wisdom baby doll, every single sighting of cryptid apes up there are all us furball Freezies. I’ve known a few fly pals in my time who’ve been responsible for sightings. Even the old crumbs in the crowd sometimes get their time as a Yeren or a Yowie. Fine, we can continue. Ya don’t have to give me the icy mitt here. Chill Chops? Doll, I'm the founder of this place! This club has been my crib since I started to feel the jazz in my soul. Contrary to popular belief, Freezies like me go out onto the mortal realm all the time. See once again the worldwide cases of giant apes. I’ve always been a city slicker at heart. My vibe is with the crowd. However I never knew how to get anyone to actually stick around until that fateful day I decided to hop in a place to see if they had anything good in the ol’ gutbucket. I dunno if it was just the talent of the man on stage or the alcohol making his song sound so much sweeter, but when I heard my first tune up there it practically rewired my soul man. I spent all the kale I had with me to keep drinking there just so they wouldn’t kick me out. I mean he was bad, badder than bad. Practically the cat’s meow! So I bought an axe the moment I got more kale and set to work. Course at first I was nothin’ more than a rusty gate. The boogie men back then were brutal to me, both down here and up there. But I kept at it. Now I’m smokin’ every moment I hit the stage. Then I needed to find the rest of the band. That was actually the easiest part, I just accepted anyone who could play a good lick. Personally, my guy on tubs is probably the best however. Then we set up shop right down here in the Dark Market. Down here, I don’t have to worry about voot or needing a fancy zoot. All I need is to make sure the java is rolling and the barnburners keep coming. Aw c’mon doll, stick around a while. I can show ya some real hot stuff. (Don’t worry guys about the ending there, he just played a sax solo. But this was an interesting case. I am excited for all of us to track the musical development in hell. I could do without the flirting though. My body may not be as slick as it used to be, but my claws still lingered to tear his stupid smug smile in two with all that flirting. There is still that news about the percentage of furred Freezies that have contributed to ape cryptid sightings. I guess the guy back at home base might be correct, every initial sighting of an ape cryptid was a Freezie. We really need to report more on their impact on everything. I mean we only just released the article about the Freezie and their hellhound that caused the Dyatlov Pass incident! But I’ll save the rest of my grievances when I get this organized. -Kana′tĭ

#chimeraquest #writing #sea creature #prompt list #suggestion #yeti #eddie the yeti #jazz #jazz slang #like so much jazz slang #its ridiculous #wampus cat #freezie #catalogue

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littledigits · 10 months

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i’m on my neighbourhood’s HOA board (im gonna try to ligthen it up) and we had our first bbq of the summer. I made a FUN ZONE - with bubbles and lawn games for the kids , and i baked COOKIES ( small cute lemon cookies, like 60 of em ) that i ran around and shoved in peoples faces I HAD TO MAKE SURE EVERYONE HAD TREATS. I made sure the kids got freezies first so they could choose their color and then the adults could get them after.

and we had a lil contest to see what we’d name our little park with swings, and it was named after the neighbourhood cat ...who was also there. So now we’re going to make a sign for it. Its now “ Yoda’s Park “ . And its important that the park belongs TO yoda. plus i’m slowly winning over the 80 year old conservative dude whos on the board. He may want to get away from ‘wacky liberals’ but we both had a good chat about the writers strike and he was interested to know the details of the streaming stuff. Its only a matter of time before my cookies and logic win him over and he maybe can learn a thing or two.

idk just random journal entry post thingy - I like facilitating events like that. I will probably not go to a community bbq, but I will run one haha. Just put me in a place where I have a job for the whole time and i’ll be there. smol joy...cookies and bubbles on the lawn and happy faces :) edit : i forgot one of my neighbours was like. “ do you live at that end house ? “ and i was like “ yeah “ and she goes “ wanna know how i know ? “ i asked why she pointed at my tattoo of a mushroom and then pointed to the mushroom decorations outside of my house. Gosh im obvious.

#we had a tornado the day before :D WHICH WAS REALLY SUPPOSED TO BE OUR BBQ DAY #but the weather blessed us today #i am tired but happy uwu #yodas owner was not at the bbq and will probably be surprised when they find out the park is named after their cat

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foxgloveprincess · 1 month

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For whenever you feel inspired to play with him: Feeezy + pressed together in a tight space + “Ohhh, kitty cat, you have no idea what I could do to you.” 🫠 I think I just hurt myself writing this lollll.

Sweet Jesus, Siri. Fuuuuucccckkkkkkkkkkkk 🥴 This is giving A.W.A. Freezy before he took his princess.

Warnings: Dark AU, Prequel, Predatory Behavior, Housing Instability, Income Instability, Innuendo and Suggestion, Manhandling, Barely Edited. Minors do not interact (18+).

Word Count: 1,600

Please DO NOT click ‘Keep Reading’ if you are not 18+ years of age or if you are uncomfortable with the pairing, themes, dynamics, or warnings. You are responsible for your own media consumption. Thank you!

The stone concrete of the park table bench grinds into your thighs. But it’s a free place to sit and spend your time. Plan your future—if you even have one. The coins spread across the table. You flip each one face up and sort them out. It’s all so bleak.

You check the time on your watch and sigh. You’ll have to head back to Vera’s soon. She’s not your first choice for couch surfing, but she always says yes when no one else does. Staring hard at the coins, potential plans formulate. If only you could land a solid job or two, not like the one at the hotel that only calls you when they need extra hands.

The cheery, mechanical tones of the ice cream truck chime across the playground. You glance up, the same Mr. Freezy truck that stops by every day. The same ice cream man. It’s no substance, but you get up from your seat for the soft serve, scraping every penny up from the tabletop.

You hang to the back of the line, arms crossed over your chest and gaze cast to your feet. Shuffling along, you finally get to the front. You glance over at the menu, catch sight of his back, his hands digging around in his freezer.

“What can I get for you?” he asks, tone harsh and impatient.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Pronge,” you say, clear and loud—knowing the exact steps to this little game the two of you play.

He straightens and spins quick, leaning out his window a bit to get closer to you.

“Oh, hi.” His lips tilt in the inkling of a smile. His tone far more friendly, though still not soft. You don’t think he knows how. “Soft serve?”

“Yes, please,” you reply with a nod.

He gets to work, eyes glancing your way every so often. “You want it dipped?”

“Yes, please.”

He smirks. “Been meaning to ask,” he begins, stirring the chocolate with a ladle. “What’s your opinion on stuffed animals?”

Caught off-guard by the question, you don’t reply immediately, though you keep your smile on your face.

“I, uh, I think they’re cute, Mr. Pronge,” you finally say.

He turns and hands over the cone. You thank him and grab a couple of napkins from the holder.

“Cause I was thinking.” His shoulders shrug, but his eyes remain focused, intense. “I have a bunch laying around and I got no need for ‘em.”

“Oh.” You stare at him a moment, shifting uncomfortably under his gaze, wishing you could accept. “I would love to, except I don’t really have space for anything right now. I’m sorry, Mr. Pronge.” You want to look away, ashamed of your situation, but you can’t. That wouldn’t be playing the game.

His eye glint behind his glasses. His jaw ticks. You wonder if you’ve upset him. A glance at your ice cream cone turns your empty stomach—free food.

You bite your lip and say, “I’m living on my friend’s couch right now. I can only keep what I can carry.”

Tears dot your waterline, but you sniff them away. Refusing to break down in front of the generous man. He already pities you enough to give you charity. One a day, everyday. You don’t need to look any more pathetic in his eyes.

“I understand,” he says, reaching out his window to pat you on the shoulder. An awkward gesture, but one from which you don’t shy away.

“Thank you again, Mr. Pronge.”

He hums and you take the first bite, teeth cracking chocolate. “See you tomorrow.”

You wave and back away. Already, your ice cream starts to drip down your wrist. You lick at your skin before wiping with a napkin. Another half hour on the park bench, then you’ll head over to Vera’s.

The lights are so low you can barely see. Music thumps around the walls, barely intelligible. No melody, all about the beat. Sitting at a table with your water, you watch Vera, strutting around the dance floor. She flits from one partner to the next. Her smile shines bright, and it makes you wonder whether she had been telling you the truth.

Trying to fix the borrowed outfit, you wiggle in your seat. The fabric clinging too tight to all the places you don’t want the attention. You glance around, people watching. Waiting, really, for Vera’s friend.

The flash of glasses catches your eye. Illuminated by the lights flashing up above. You squint. It couldn’t be. The hair falling around his shoulders, the colorful collared shirt. You’d never seen him out of his uniform. It was hard to tell. If only they’d make this place a little brighter. You shake your head and take a sip from your glass of water.

“You should be dancing,” Vera slurs. Her body slumps against you. Already intoxicated from a few drinks. She wraps her arms around your neck and presses her face too close to yours. “Come on.” She tugs at your limbs, but you stay put.

“I thought we were meeting your friend?”

She huffs and releases you, opting instead to cross her arms and pout. “We will.” You’re surprised she doesn’t stamp her foot with the indignation in her tone. “As long as you catch his eye.” She nods toward the VIP section and the man lounging on one of the couches, surrounded by women. “So, come on.”

You swallow and stand. This was not the opportunity you expected, but you’d spent your last cent today. You’d have to do whatever it took not to drown.

Following Vera to the dance floor, you take a deep breath, trying to block out all the bodies crushed together. They press and grind. You sway. Skin crawling at the perceived attention. A fish out of water.

You hate this music. You hate these people. You hate your life.

Your hips move from side to side, shaking off hands that grope and the press of strangers. You’re not doing this for them.

Avoiding the VIP section, you glance around the dance floor. The figure you spotted before stalking right around the edges. You move your way closer, but he continues his path. Like a predator in the wild. He scans every body and swerves around obstacles.

But you see him, now. The glasses, the downturn of his lips, the tilt of his shoulders. Mr. Pronge.

You lose sight of Vera in the mass of bodies, but you keep dancing noncommittally. Anything for the chance to save yourself. You spin around, hoping to carve out some personal space. Just something to keep the others away from you. Dizzy, you notice the approaching figure.

“What’re you doing here?” he asks.

You meet his eye and try to smile through your shock. “Hi, Mr. Pronge.” You lift your hand in a small wave and keep your body moving. You glance over your shoulder, searching for Vera.

“I asked a question,” he growls.

He steps forward, you step to the side. He keeps advancing. And it’s like he’s herding you where he wants you.

You reach the edge of the dance floor and his hand wraps around your bicep. Leading you away from the crowd and the crush. The volume drops lower and the relief it gives brings a genuine smile to your face. But it’s then you realize you’re pressed against the wall of a narrow, deserted hallway by the ice cream man.

His brow raises, waiting for an answer. You nod and glance around the small space. Chest pressing to his.

“My friend wanted to introduce me to someone,” you reply. Hands flexing at your sides. You wonder what you should do with them. Where you should place them.

“Why?”

“He might be able to get me a job.” You keep fidgeting, more nervous by the second with him in such close proximity. The moment dragging between the two of you.

“No one in a place like this has good intentions,” he warns, gaze burning straight through you—was that disappointment or contempt.

Your eyes drop from his in shame. “Thank you for the advice, Mr. Pronge, you’ve always been so kind to me. I should get back.”

You try to move away, to escape, but he keeps you pinned in place. His chest expanding with his breath, the buttons of his shirt straining. His arms raise, finding this place to bracket your body, one by your waist, the other beside your head. Swallowing the spike of panic that threatens to grow into an all-consuming wave, you meet his eyes again.

Something dark shines back at you. In the low light, his hunger finds you its prey. You freeze. Unsure of how to proceed. Balancing on a thin line. Still needing his charity.

“You shouldn’t quite trust me either,” he whispers, leaning into your ear, arm muscles flexing. You swallow a whimper. He inhales a millimeter away from the skin of your throat and chuckles, dark and syrupy. Your stomach drops, a mix of apprehension and appetite. “Oh, princess, you have no idea what I could do to you.”

Your tongue swipes over your lips. More thirsty than you’ve ever been in your life. You wait, heart pounding in your ribcage.

“I’ll see you tomorrow.”

And that’s it. All at once, he backs away. A scream echoes in the distance, above the cacophony of the club. Your head turns in curiosity. The music cuts and you turn back to the ice cream man, only to see him slipping out a side door and disappearing into the night.

Thank you for sending this over, Siri! I had lots of fun! 💜

#mr. freezy x reader #robert pronge x reader #mr. freezy fanfic #mr. freezy fanfiction #attic wives anonymous #dark #dark fic #✨rachel replies✨#stargazingfangirl18 #18+#minors dni

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onsunnyside · 2 years

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𝐈 𝐂𝐚𝐧 𝐅𝐢𝐱 𝐇𝐢𝐦 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 ❤️‍🔥

Daddy’s finally home and we must celebrate the moustache revolution !! With the release of The Gray Man on Netflix, I’m throwing a party centred around Lloyd Hansen. This means anything Lloyd Hansen x reader, absolutely any au or trope, I’ve written many, so I’m always excited for ones !! Send whatever your slutty heart desires, friends 🥰 (the party name is a lie bc i love Lloyd the way he is 👹) | PSA | AU PSA

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬:

𝐋𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝-𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐝 | July 22–23 (REQUESTS CLOSED)

˚*｡:°☾ 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬/𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: must be related to the party theme! these can be about any of my current works or fresh ideas/prompts | (˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ | 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐬) (CLOSED)

𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬: all things Lloyd: any aus, TGM!Lloyd (the crime daddy, CIA assassin), dilf, DBF, BFD (best friend’s/boyfriend’s dad), professor, perv/sleazy!lloyd, pornstar au, hybrid!reader, innocent!reader, basement wife, pet play, soft dark/dark—send anything, I encourage the sluttiest behaviour possible !! | Before sending a prompt, please check the list below in case it has already been sent. No requests are guaranteed.

all asks/drabbles/things related to my celebration will be tagged under: #icfh party & all drabbles will be reblogged onto my library: @onsunnysidelibrary

PSA: since this party is centred around The Gray Man, everything to do with spoilers will be tagged with #the gray man spoilers. I already watched the movie, and online says it releases at 3am EST on Netflix.

Reminder: my blog is 18+ — minors DNI. [time zone converter]

𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐬: all fics, drabbles, etc.

updated as they’re posted | [smut*]

boyfriend’s stepdad!Lloyd Hansen (ft. boyfriend!Ransom Drysdale)*

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐀𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧; one shot: Lloyd Hansen x stripper!reader, possible dark undertones, gunplay*

Lloyd’s kinks (#kinky lloyd):

𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐥𝐨𝐲𝐝 𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞; mini masterlist of limited Lloyd AUs for this party !!

Includes: 𝐂𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐥 | 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝

#lloyd x bunny | #lloyd x brat | #lloyd x innocent!reader.

he corrupts you* | he takes you on vacation*

Prisoner!Lloyd (#prisoner!lloyd): concept | in his cell*

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐝 𝐊𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐲; one shot: Lloyd Hansen x cat hybrid!reader, dark undertones, exhibitionism, mean!daddy!lloyd*

Demon!Lloyd (#demon!lloyd): his forked tongue* | fic concept

pervy gymnast coach!Lloyd Hansen x innocent!reader alone at the gym* | through your leotard* | punishment: stationary bike*

professor!Lloyd Hansen & professor!Ari Levinson: good dom, bad dom*

(#assassin!reader)*

The Hansen Twins (#hansen twins): Lloyd Hansen & Mr. Freezy

Bully!Lloyd x cute nerd!virgin!reader (#bully!lloyd)

by the Lloyd Hansen enthusiast anon: sneaking onto Lloyd’s private beach* | you fuck up a mission*

Lloyd Hansen x captive housewife!reader*

#petplay au

#icfh party #onsunnyside #Lloyd Hansen #the gray man

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withlovefromsimtown · 3 months

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Lifa's Life Update (+Sims Progress)

Well it's been a minute, but We're still here & I don't mind.

Things roughly in order:

I fully remapped onto a custom SC4 terrain & rebuilt an entire Sims 2 BG neighborhood to update it to UC (any guesses?), started working on clothing defaults for the aforementioned neighborhood.

Started 2 huge TS2 projects that I may someday finish, completely unrelated to all of that, because I was in Milkshape & I can't control myself.

Had my partner's friends over A LOT, like it seemed like every couple weeks for awhile someone would be crashing in the guest room. (They're my friends too they just... started off as partner's friends lol.)

Barbecued & grilled a lot, because friends & food.

Went to a VNV Nation show with my friend (things that are on the Elder Goth Bucket List lol), made a whole Yeet Weekend outta it & also went to Ikea, Fivebelow, Spirit Halloween, a local outdoor market, & a snowcone stand.

The fucking holidays.

Got sick, part 1.

Surprise, my cat has diabetes & needs 2x daily insulin shots!

More of the fucking holidays.

Got sick, part 2.

2x/month cat checkups to check blood sugar & adjust the dose, for like 3 months.

TX freezes, local friend doesn't have sufficient insulation or central heating in their home to deal with the temps, because TX, & comes to stay with me (with their cat) for a week because I have central heating.

During that week that my friend was here, Mr Diabetes Cat decided to a) eat all the dry kibble out of every bowl, b) refuse wet food at shots time because he was full of dry kibble, & then c) throw up kibble & turn around & pee all over my carpet right after throwing up, which resulted in him not getting his shots that night--they have to be given with food---& getting scheduled an urgent vet visit in the morning. (He's fine, just expensive.)

On the day it actually warmed up outside before it went back to 20 degrees, friend & I did a mini-hike together. We also had food from the Generic Asian Cuisine place (yeah I know, it's Texas though) where we got Pho, Lumpia, & a tofu stir-fry.

I regret having to work during the freezy times, unfortunately.

Partner obtained me a uhh... knockoff Steamdeck handheld? Rog Ally? so I can keep Win7 on my monster computer & also play my dumb ancient murder-aliens 4x RTS game on Steam that I like, but I haven't fixed my mods for it to play it, because I...

Got sick, part 3.

While sick, took Mr Diabetes Cat to his very last 2-week checkup; we're on 3-month checkup schedules now! Because he's stable! Yay!

The entire house is a disaster & I'm still not 100% but I'm back to cooking/cleaning a bit between work at least.

Working on more of the necessary clothing defaults for the TS2 neighborhood I redid.

Planning for March when the entire zoo needs to be vetted again for vaxxing, just gonna wrap the diabetes checkup into that & do everyone's bloodwork at that time also unless something drastic happens. (We do like 2-3 cats at a time over the course of 2 weeks, & then the dog on her own, we're not like... hauling a van of animals to the vet all at once...)

Need to get some of the soft mesh transportation prisons for the cats before then, because the big crate with the lid is about to disintegrate.

#sort of sims related #life update

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blu3cl0v3rs · 6 months

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Badly Summarizing Njnjago

Season 2 Rewrite Edition

TW: SUICIDE ATTEMPT MENTION

the sentences are surrounded by "—"

stay safe :]

"The Ninja" work mininum wage while Meow and Gandalf motorbike off into the sunset. The Devil forces the sneks to work for him, and the snek leaders don't like that, so they try to kidnap Trauma Child. Don't worry, with the magic of ✨️plot convenience✨️, Gandalf and Meow save Trauma Child, and "The Ninja" all get fired. The Devil uses magical lava goop to turn the weapons into a Big Gold Stick-Thing. "The Ninja" meet Brownie, who owns a dojo, and beats Brownie up so they can train there.

The Devil summons pirates, evil Ninja doubles, and a Grundal, and somehow still fails. What a loser. Trauma Child gets aged up with magical tea. The Devil and "The Ninja" time travel and fuck around in the past. The Big Gold Stick-Thing and god's gold weapons from the past are shot into space. For some reason.

Satan's Wife shows up. Instead of actually being a mother for Trauma Child, she's been researching the Green Ninja's destiny. Everyone slow claps for the Best Mother of the Year /s. The Serpentine commit a coup d'etat by literally shoving The Devil out of a helicopter, and Bloo Snek Leader takes over.

Satan's Wife gives a history lesson, and introduced god's greatest mistake: Evil Liquid Cat. Evil Liquid Cat is stranded on the other half of Ninjago that god broke off, which we call the Dim Landmass. Evil Liquid Cat created some indestructible warriors out of stone that we're gonna call the Rockies. Also, you remember the big boi snek that The Devil smacked on the head? Well, the author forgot to mention that it caused big boi snek to fucking explode, and the gooey green remains can animate things. Anyways, the gooey green stuff brings one of the Rockies to life that Satan's Wife found underneath the museum she works at. "The Ninja" trick it into falling into a bottomless pit.

Meanwhile, after the devil got shoved out of a 'copter, he found the Dim Landmass, and Evil Liquid Cat strikes a deal with him. The Devil unlocks a new level of Dim Landmass, now it's not mostly underwater! Satan's Wife hits on Gandalf. The author is disgusted. A bunch of the Rockies are reawakened, and the sneks get locked underground again as the Rockies wreak havoc upon Ninjago City.

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Gandalf and Satan's Wife literally attempt suicide via jumping out a building window, but "The Ninja" go "nuh uh" and save their asses by catching them on their flying boat the author forgot about last season.

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The boosters broke, so they sail to the Dim Landmass like how you're supposed to use a ship. Freezy's bird friend gets shot down. Demonic starfish eat some of the boat, and they crash land onto a not-lighthouse prison. SURPRISE! Freezy's dad is somehow alive, fixes their ship, and they fly away to the Dim Landmass.

Meanwhile, Evil Liquid Cat and The Devil scoop up a bunch of evil galaxy mud, and are using it to create a super weapon. "The Ninja" get caught trying to sneak in and escape, then they go there with Satan's Wife to try to get the devil's fancy new hat and escape, but not before Meow gets kidnapped and experimented on.

One dramatic hero speech later, and "The Ninja" try to defeat the devil again.

They fail. The devil gets possessed by Evil Liquid Cat, and Trauma Child gets physical trauma as well as emotional trauma! I would say baby's first traumatic experience, but Satan's Wife abandoning him and his entire time at Darkley's takes that title.

Ninjagoans(?) get turned evil, and the possessed devil and his army of Rockies go to Ninjago. Turns out the possessed devil has worse aim than the Storm Troopers and somehow manages to miss Brownie like 20 times. Then, the possessed devil decides to fuck it and uses Russian bombing tactics of "if you have shit aim, just shoot bigger ones in the general area" and launches evil mist everywhere.

The color coded dumbasses have their hero speech as the author spends way too much time looking at the sand physics, and holy shit god had a mech??? Anyways, "The Ninja" fly back to Ninjago, fight the Rockies, and get evil-possessed??? All except for Trauma Child, who unlocks God's fighting style and light beams the everloving shit out of his possessed satan father, which literally blasts the demonic purple blob AND the devil out!

Now, we're left with the world saved, a DILF, and said DILF's brother's dumbass students.

The End.

Or is it?? You'll see next time when I post Season 3!

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YouTubers+ x Harry Potter [Alternate Universe]

Calfreezy!HP au where Cal's nicknamed "freezy" for fucking up transfiguration within the first practical class - when in trying to transfigure a mouse to a button - he accidentally turned the whole of the DADA tower and potions dungeon into a freezing cold tundra which took the transfiguration, charms AND headmaster three days to clear up (which also made Freezy very popular with the other years, as that meant potions was cancelled for the next three days.)

Ginge!HP au where when he got his letter delivered by owls to his house he thought one of his mates had just decided to train an owl to do it and was unconvinced until Dumbledore showed up at his door in these strange robes and told Ginge he was going to come to Hogwarts (that was indeed a real school).

James Marriott!HP au where he has a pet cat that's called Otto and is the only pet given free range to walk around Hogwarts (other than Mrs Norris.) and all the students at Hogwarts ADORE him, petting n stroking him whenever he struts by. Oftentimes Otto also follows James to Hogsmeade and will even be allowed into the three broomsticks to sit n purr besides the fire, or get a milk for himself.

Danny Aarons!HP au where Danny is the sub for his house's Quidditch team but is notoriously awful. Like, when he's subbed on because of some typ'a injury, there's an audibly LOUD groan from the crowds. Nobody knows why he's still there tbh, but it seems as though every year - no matter who the captain is - Danny's always sat on the bench.

TheBurntChip!HP au where Chippo has an assigned seat in the common room, where he tells stories. In first year, he sat there and told all the older years about trivial things like - what happened in his charms lesson, and what happened whilst he was walking to the dungeons - but every fortnight or so, he'll throw a spanner into the woodworks and just tell everyone about the one time when he almost got kidnapped in Knockturn Alley and was tied to a stake where he would've been doused in some bubbling black liquid, if not for his Mum finding him (gasping, horrified) and cursing all the hooded death eaters that circled the little six year old. You know, something actually traumatic or weighty like that. Which obviously has all the older years with their jaws dropped… But nonetheless, the enthusiastic first year, Chip, was always one of the favourites in the common room - and when he progressed up to fifth, sixth and even seventh year, he kept that same seat in the common room and would tell all the younger years all his fickle little stories from his time in Hogwarts, making them laugh, gasp and scream with his storytelling skills.

Deji!HP au where Deji sometimes randomly used to try invent new spells by wafting his wand around aimlessly and saying a jumble of neologisms. Lots of little things accidentally went wrong beforehand (like accidentally levitating, shrinking his bed, achieving anti-gravity…) But Dej never actually stopped his little hobby until he accidentally transfigured his pet dog, Tank, into a hamster - showing up to the transfiguration professor with teary eyes and wet sniffles.

Callux!HP au where he was the captain of the Quidditch team for all first year!Sidemen and co.

WillNE!HP au where his animagus is a cow which he's completely pissed off over since it's so boring, but he'll still transform into it when that pretty girl in the year below is walking down to the fields, because she always smiles and gets happy petting him and putting flowers behind his ears (which he definitely doesn't keep in a vase enchanted to keep all flowers fresh and unwilted)

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