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bellamer · 2 days

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Also side note, I’ve seen discourse about shipping the boys and whatever and for me it’s a very very thin line because you don’t actually find out that they’re supposed to be “brothers” until the last five minutes of the movie with Max being the big reveal. Like if it was established earlier in the film then yeah I’d probably say “Ew gross” but since it doesn’t come along until the end it’s just “meh” to me. “But they drank Max’s blood so technically it’s their blood now too so they’re all related !”

But like not really though ? Because that would mean in almost all vampire media that anyone who sires another vampire, they’re automatically family and blood related and that means every vampire movie and or media has committed several counts of incest. And the fact that the boys never really acted like brothers, they just acted like a gang who palled around with each other but we didn’t really get to see them interact much with each other anyways, like they actually weren’t in the film much, hell we didn’t even know Dwayne’s name until the credits, we really get little info on their relationship and little interaction between them.

And I know what you’re thinking “But Belle ! Max wanted them to be a family ! He referred to them as his boys ! He wanted Lucy to be their mother and Sam and Michael to be his new sons !”

And to that all I say is, Joel Schumacher and whoever else wrote this movie really really really really should have thought about the plot twist thoroughly before putting so much overt homosexual and homoerotic tension in it before the twist was revealed. It’s no one’s fault but there’s for saying “There’s gonna be homoerotic tension and undertones but then they’re gonna reveal that this was a plot twist to get them to be the vampire Brady Bunch”

I don’t know, ship the boys together if you want or don’t, because the content in the movie isn’t enough to support any argument on both sides. It’s kind of like when Metalocalypse tried to say the band were brothers but now the creators are kinda shipping Nathan and Pickles together and even then they had some tension before the “you’re all brothers !” thing and the family dynamic thing they sorta got going, but it’s best that you just don’t think about it too much.

And remember kids: You’re only a weirdo if you ship them together and also claim they’re (literal) blood brothers !

#the lost boys #tlb 1987 #max the lost boys #david tlb #david the lost boys #dwayne tlb #dwayne the lost boys #paul tlb #paul the lost boys #marko the lost boys #marko tlb #michael emerson #sam emerson #lucy emerson #joel schumacher #metalocalypse #pickles the drummer #nathan explosion #nickles Metalocalypse

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bestmothertournament · 27 days

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maslosstuff · 6 months

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Rv having fun yet moms designs wip

#wip #doodles #my fyp #rugrats #all grown up #didi pickles #charlotte pickles #kira finister #kira watanabe #kira finster #betty deville #lucy Carmichael

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natasomewhere · 1 year

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Lucy hesitates to tell Tim the ultrasound results. Because there are twins. Tim thought something was wrong. She told him the news. He is shocked and quiet. She gave him time, but his reaction brought her to tears... Later, on her work desk, she found a bag with a note attached: "Now you need everything in double. Love you three with all my heart twice more, even though I thought it was impossible." The bag contained two veggie burgers, a double portion of French fries and a pair of smallest vests with the LAPD logo. Now tears were not because of sadness. She chuckled. Stupid hormones...

#chenford #lucy chen #tim bradford #plus double extra pickles of course #thanks for reminder

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donutcats · 1 year

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george, standing in front of lucy and lockwood: they asked for no pickles 😑

lucy: ☹️

lockwood: 🤗

#lockwood and co #the idea of lockwood being at the very back of the group #and just waving to the cashier is hilarious to me #meanwhile lucy is getting the specific type of anxiety that only complaining about food can cause #and george ofc takes care of it #lockwood: it’s ok lucy you can have my burger!#lucy: your burger also has pickles on it #lockwood: Ah. Fuck.

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ramyeonpng · 6 months

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Whether kimchi, pickles or pickled radishes and carrots, these are side dishes to that steaming bowl of rice; or brilliant toppings swimming in your noodle bowls - or my favourite: adding kimchi or pickled radishes in sandwiches in place of pickles for that fusion twist.

#poetry #vegetables #kimchi #pickled radishes #pickled carrots #lucy dot txt

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itsoneofthemuses · 2 years

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Chenford + argument over the kiss!

title: kiss me like you wanna be loved, available on AO3 here.

rating: gen

warnings: it mentions canon events, so if you’re up to date on S4, you’re fine

a/n: the title comes from Ed Sheeran’s Kiss Me. This is a short, little ficlet that has no real start or end point. As an aside, I can’t make any promises about filling prompts. I get easily overwhelmed and I have ones from over a year ago still sitting in my inbox, lonely and neglected.

"It's not a big deal. It was barely anything."

He narrowed his eyes, unsure if she was genuinely unphased, living in denial, or just trying to bait him.

"Barely anything? There was practically a spit trail." He grimaces even as he says it but meets her raised eyebrow defiantly all the same. That kiss was something and she knows it.

"Oh, you mean, the kiss I initiated? I thought we were talking about your kiss." He huffs at her words. She's definitely baiting him now. She rolls her eyes at his glare. "Relax, Tim, I swapped more spit with my seventh grade crush."

"Are you serious right now? You can't honestly think that was a... Bland kiss." She shrugs in response and then sighs and it feels a little condescending, if he’s being honest.

"What do you want me to say, Tim? I don't think it was a bad kiss! It's just. It was a kiss. Look, if I admit it was a good kiss, will that satisfy you?" She looks at him expectantly, hands on her hips, and Tim can feel his neck heating as he struggles to articulate exactly what he does want her to say.

"It's not about whether it was a good kiss or not, I just... I don't get how you're minimizing it." His lips move into a casual shrug. "Do you go around kissing everyone like that?" He tries not to betray just how curious he is about the answer. While he can see a bit of colour rising on her cheeks, he can't quite tell if it's from her temper or if he's finally getting a reaction from her.

"Of course not!" She's a little indignant before she catches herself, looking down as she straightens her top and pulls on her composure like armour, before she meets his eyes again. "It was... Intense, I guess. But it was just a kiss, you know? We were in the moment, practicing, going method. It wasn't serious, Tim, it didn’t mean anything."

His vision blurs for a second, just loses focus, and it's like he can suddenly, literally, read between the lines. Lucy thinks the kiss was just a kiss. Maybe she thinks it was a fluke, maybe she thinks it was the lure of the forbidden, maybe she’s just made peace with it whatever it was, but to Lucy, this wasn't an earth-shattering revelation, floodgates opening, no. For Lucy, it was just a... Kiss. That was all it could be. Quite frankly, that won't do. Misery loves company after all. She comes back into focus and Tim knows he has a few choices he can make here, but only one that really makes sense to him.

"I disagree." His hands grasp her hips, drawing her in, and he's not sure if Lucy knows what’s going to happen, if he's that predictable, but her hands are pressed against his chest just like last time, and then he's kissing her. And this isn't some basic-no frills-nice-to-see-you-again kiss. No, this is A Kiss. Her hands slide up his shoulders until they're locked around his neck and he slides one of his hands up until he can tangle it in the waves of her hair, cradling her neck and jaw, and he just. keeps. on. kissing. her.

Because Tim Bradford finishes what he starts and if Lucy isn't in love with him yet, then he's still got work to do.

#chenford #chenford fic #tim x lucy #tim bradford #lucy chen #anon ask #tim's in his feels for real #lucy is cool as a cucumber #having said that...#she wants tim's dill pickle #if you know what i mean #(i mean his dick)

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thebadtimewolf · 1 year

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btw in case yall want my free af hbo/itv/sky atlantic i hate suzie s1 icons, here are the links on mobile:

ep. 1 and 2 | ep. 3 and 4 | ep. 5 and 6 | ep. 7 and 8

its just season 1 icons, im working on season 2 icons this year

#bw: out of ethos #bw: munedits #ihatesuzieedit #tv: i hate suzie #a: billie piper #dir: billie piper #dir: lucy prebble #billiepiperedit #emmasmithinedit #a: emma smithin #a: katy trafford #katytraffordedit #a: molly jackson shaw #mollyjacksonshawedit #c: suzie pickles #{emma reprises her role as pre teen suzie in season 2 via flashback}#{thats why she is tagged because season 1 was mainly teen suzie with guest stars of the other bby suzies}#bw: reference #{the only reason why their name is there is because i forgot to add it to the previous sets that they are in}

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guildsarchitect · 2 years

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love akulucy the t4t bi4bi energy is overflowing…… they’re just so

LITERALLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i dont blog about them enough because. well. there is no content in the world for them except in my brain. but i love them they're so fun as a ship they're like omg YOU wanted to kill atsushi because you were violently jealous of the idealized version of him that lived in your head and then you got tricked into being his bestie? 😳 ME TOO. i think atsushi sets them up

#ask #anonymous #also i just think aku would benefit from a girlfriend who wwould tell him to Shut The Fuck Up. because sometimes he needs. to stfu #girlfriend who will spritz him with water like a misbehaving cat when he is being Too Much #lucy is the ''excuse me. he asked for no pickles'' partner

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the-loveliest-lotus · 7 months

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Kloktober 2023: Day 3 - Mordhaus Costume Ball

I have had the intrusive thought of Vater Orlaag dressed as Black Beard loosely based off of the version of Black Beard from Our Flag Means Death for two or three weeks now. This is probably rated about Teen and as usual includes my OC Lucy. 1,711 words below the cut. <3 Also wanted to mention that Charles' costume description was inspired by this post by @chordsykat

“Master, you’re certain that I’m the best choice for this?”

“Out of anyone here, you’re the best at masking yourself.” At least, he was the best at it other than Salacia, but Salacia couldn't exactly go to the Ball even disguised, the Dead Man would recognize him immediately.

Vater Orlaag nodded, but internally he felt the equivalent of a long-suffering sigh.

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The Mordhaus Costume Ball was, in a word, opulent. The room that the band typically used to put on performances for new Klokateers was cleared out and decorated with Victorian Gothic décor, and they were calling it the “Mask of the Red Deth” Costume Ball. It was mostly other celebrities who had been invited, metal musicians and musicians that the band had simply met with throughout the years, but there were also some actors milling about and a few high-ranking Klokateers who were in attendance as guests, a reward for their service to the band.

Everyone in the band was dressed to the nines: Nathan was wearing a black ruffled shirt and leather pants that tied rather than buttoned up. His mask was a leather skull in metallic gold. Murderface wore something more period accurate for nobility that had actually made him feel attractive when he looked in the mirror, a black and red mask complimenting the outfit. Toki wore something that looked almost like a dark Viking outfit in blacks and greens with a mask that had long golden horns as part of it. Skwisgaar looked elf-like, opting for a more androgynous costume in whites and golds, and accented with silver elf ear jewelry combined with a wire wrapped mask.

Pickles looked, in a word, stunning. His dreads were up, and he was wearing tight leather pants, knee high boots, and a black shirt underneath a black and red leather trench coat with pointed shoulders. His mask looked like a black and red skull, emphasizing the theme of the Ball. Lucy was in a corseted black and blood red ball gown with spider web mesh sleeves and a traditional French style corset top, straight lined at the top allowing for what most would consider a minor wardrobe malfunction, something that she had convinced Charles to allow her to get away with because she was “in her own damned ‘haus and the French used to do this as a fashion statement.” He had only agreed because the look genuinely was elegant, if not distracting. The front of the skirt only just covered her, showing off the same spider print mesh on her legs, and the back of the gown trailed slightly. She held a fan in her hand all night, and her leather mask was an intricate black cat with red, silver and gold detailing, matching the elegant collar that she was wearing with rose details tooled into the leather. Her hair was down, but there were two braids that started near her forehead and met and the back of her head like a crown, her bright rainbow hair juxtaposed with her outfit, yet somehow meshing with it perfectly.

Dick was wearing something that could be better characterized as steampunk than anything else, playing up his cybernetic eyes almost as though they were part of his mask. Even Charles was dressed up, his outfit featuring a sleek black corset that emphasized his form and a mask that looked oddly like a darker version of Facebones.

The party was in full swing, and everyone was in bright spirits, mingling, dancing, and socializing. Lucy was having a relatively in-depth conversation with Pickles, when he walked into the room. Lucy happened to glance over at the door just as he was coming in, her hand stopping mid-fan. She lost any semblance of what her best friend was saying in that moment, her eyes drinking the man in. His mask was simple black leather, only covering around his piercing blue eyes that looked like they had thick black eyeliner around them. His long, flowing wavy hair and beard were midnight black, almost as though he had dyed it just for the event, and it looked as though there was smoke coming out of the intricate braids on his beard that were curled outward. The outfit that he wore was entirely made of leather, tight leather pants hugging thick, strong thighs that left nothing to the imagination, a leather jacket that was missing one arm revealing an arm that was toned and strong, leather half gloves, and several belts, one of which had a holster with a dagger in it. He must have stood at almost 7 feet tall and he was buzzing with an intense energy.

Lucy was so busy ogling the man that she hadn’t noticed that Pickles had followed her gaze and had gone silent, now ogling him himself. “Holy shit, dood. Look, I know ya gaht first dibs, but if ya strike out er if he’s down fer a little Double Trouble, come get me, ahlreet? Fuck.”

Lucy nodded, not taking her eyes off of him. “Yeah. Gods, that’d be hot… Who the fuck is he?”

“I don’t know, but if ya don’t get over there, someone else will.”

She was already turning to start walking over to him, “You sure you don’t mind if-“

“Luce, that someone else is gahnna be me in about 5 seconds, go.”

Pickles did not need to tell Lucy twice. She was walking at a speed that indicated any semblance of dignity and restraint had already gone out the window. When she got closer, she made sure to walk with a confident stride, walking right up to him with a wicked little grin on her face.

Vater had seen her walk over, and was currently doing his absolute best not to openly stare at her chest. It didn't help in the slightest that he had an irritating attraction to this woman since the first day that she popped up on the Tribunal's giant screen during a meeting. He didn’t want to allow himself to get distracted, but part of the success of his mission of getting the information that Salacia had wanted was blending in, and that meant social pleasantries. Even still, he was hoping that she wouldn’t prove to be too much of a distraction.

Lucy stopped in front of him, her eyes full of Devilish promise and offering her hand to shake his. “I couldn’t help but notice you coming in from across the room and I had to come over to compliment your costume and introduce myself.”

He didn’t get where he was without knowing how to be charming, so when she offered her hand, Vater took it and brought it to his lips, kissing it and nibbling the knuckle slightly all while looking her in the eyes with a gaze that could have been hypnotic. Lucy bit her lip and visibly shivered, her pupils dilating from the sheer intensity of the moment, making him grin at her reaction. “Your costume choice is rather stunning as well.”

"Holy sweet Jesus, his voice." She had the thought that he could read her the period table of elements and she'd still listen without complaint. Lucy blushed and stepped in a little closer to him, reaching out and running her hand slowly and deliberately down his exposed forearm, “Why don’t we go get a drink and chat, maybe get to know each other before I inevitably drag you out of here with me?”

He chuckled darkly. She was wonderfully brazen. Perhaps he could find all the information that Salacia had needed from her. There was some distant part of his mind telling him that he was lying to himself and not to allow himself to get distracted by the slip of a woman, but that part was being loudly drowned out by the warmth of her body now very close to him and the sound of her sultry laughter.

The two of them talked for a while, Vater finding out absolutely nothing that Salacia needed and forgetting about the mission entirely after about two minutes of being in her presence.

When she finally officially invited him back to her room, Lucy raised a playful eyebrow at him, “What’s the chance you swing both ways?”

He looked at her inquisitively, and then saw her look over at Pickles, following her gaze. The Drummer was in rare form tonight, the man cleaned up well. It certainly wouldn’t be Vater’s first time with a man. There was a predatory smile on his face that made Lucy’s pupils dilate and her body shiver. From across the room, Pickles glanced up at the two of them, and seeing the look on the tall man’s face it was a wonder that he didn’t bolt across the room at them.

Pickles had a cocky smirk on his face as he approached them, walking straight up to Vater with an unholy amount of confidence, “Well, hey d’ere, tall, dark, an’ dangerous. Yah ready fer a little Double Trouble?”

There was a dark little chuckle that had Lucy and Pickles weak in the knees as the three of them walked out, one of them to each of his arms, barely making it to Lucy’s room and not coming out until sometime the next afternoon. Lucy and Pickles practically limped down to the kitchen, using each other to keep themselves upright, grinning like idiots, and Vater left with two phone numbers and very insistent “call me’s” and “get home safe’s” from the two of them.

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When Vater arrived back at the bunker, he went immediately to see Salacia, knowing that he was hours late for the previously planned private debriefing. He was still in costume and looked as though he had got no sleep.

“What did you manage to find out?” Salacia asked him, already having the needling feeling that the mission had been a failure.

Vater looked at him, wondering if he could bullshit his way through the fact that the mission itself had failed before it started. “I was able to determine that the band can be… very persuasive… when they want to be Master.” He kept the fact that he now had two of their phone numbers to himself.

Salacia eyed the love bites on his servant’s neck and scowled.

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#kloktober2023 #kloktober 2023 #vater orlaag #pickles the drummer #lucy skye desmond #the wickerman mtl #the wicker man mtl #metalocalypse oc #mtl oc #metalocalypse

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