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spacebarbarianweird · 2 months

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Hi there, I had this fun idea - while the tinkerer class isn't playable in BG3, can we pretend for a while that it is? You know, Tav and Astarion both showing middle finger to all the gods... Tav can even help him with his condition. Some gadget blocking the sun, artficial blood, stuff like that. Honestly, the of them being this steampunk couple of a vampire rogue and Tav with enhanced crossbow or a gun has made my day. So - do you have aby headcanons about that?

OR perhaps Astarion and an Alchemist who likes to trick people too if that makes you happier? 😉

You are the first to request Artificer! People forget this class since it's not in the game, though, it's official. But some DM believe the Artificers bring unnecessary steampunk vibes.

There is also some naughty, to say the least, stuff, let me know if you want more of this.

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Headcanons

Astarion x Artificer!Tav

In the realm of magic, you are that bitch who brings a gun to a knife fight.

You construct machines and mechanisms out of nothing, enchanting them with unique techno-magic,

Armour to withstand necrotic damage? A healing helmet? A prosthetic hand? A full-time "living" creature, a Nimblewright?

There is nothing you can't do with your crafty hands.

Things are complicated in terms of love.

You are more interested in cogs and gears rather than dates and sex.

You've tried once and it was a huge "ugh".

Virginity is wasted for nothing.

So, you've also learned to make sex toys but it's this side job you pray no one will ever know about.

But customers are never unsatisfied though you sometimes get in trouble.

Mostly, the owners of local brothels try to accuse you of lewd misconduct.

You are finally tired of all this shit and decide to move places.

And the mindflayers take you.

You easily escape, making small machines out of debris to help you survive this madness.

You construct armor, and you enhance swords.

Magic sucks, behold the science!

Astarion makes moves to you, successfully seducing you.

And let's say, none of your inventions have ever satisfied you the same way this troubled vampire does.

You think you are in love. And you believe he is, too.

But later he confesses to you that it was a lie.

He used you. And he is sorry.

You are heartbroken, at the very least. You feel used.

You break up with Astarion, leaving him alone in his misery.

But it doesn't mean you want him to suffer - you kill his master, secure his freedom.

When it all ends, he starts burning alive - running to the shadows, like a rat chased by cats.

You feel bad, especially when you hear vicious mockery from your friends.

But you fail, losing his track underground.

That night, you cry.

The thing is, you've never stopped loving him. You were just too stubborn to admit it. Besides, gods, Astarion tried to be honest for the first time in his fucking life.

And you punished him for opening his heart.

What a vile creature you are?

Half a year later, you meet him at the party.

Astarion looks happy - he is an adventurer and a hero, living his life to the fullest.

And he tells you something that makes your heart stop.

"I wonder if we could be together after all, you know. But it seems like you have a new life, and I am happy for you."

You take his hands in yours and ask him to go somewhere private.

Then, you apologize. You say how much you've missed him and that you love him. And you want to be together.

Instead of an answer, he hugs you.

"There is nothing I want more," he whispers.

In the morning, you leave together to find a place that fits both of you.

Living with Astarion is worth of effort, but sometimes it's almost unbearable.

His nightmares, his breakdowns.

You wonder how tf he survived on his own all these lonely months.

You open your artificer shop in Neverwinter, and Astarion becomes a professional monster hunter.

Thanks to you, he doesn't need to hide in the shadows.

You make him a cape that creates a field protecting him from the sun. The eye lenses to make his eyes green.

You also learn alchemy - first, to make potions to ease his nightmares and anxieties.

Later, you make them to satiate his hunger.

Your crafty hands also come in use in healing his sexual trauma.

Astarion craves intimacy, he wants to enjoy sex. He just can't make himself undress and make love to you.

Problem solved - he can fuck you with a toy you've constructed while being fully dressed and in control.

You also use some of your inventions on Astarion, helping him to reconnect with his own sexuality.

One day, he pins you to the bed, making love to you without any extra tools.

It's been such a wild night that your neighbors "politely" asked to install soundproof shields.

You keep learning alchemy, making more and more potions, and one day you finally get your answers.

There is a way to make Astarion mortal without interfering with dark magic or soul-retrieving pacts.

Science, bitches.

Astarion is hesitant. He is eager to drink any potion you make, but being transformed back into a mortal is very extreme.

You ask Astarion to bring him test subjects.

He drags you a deranged vampire, one of the most miserable Cazador's victims - completely insane, almost an animal, that was hunting in the dark caves.

And it works.

The deranged vampire turns into a deranged mortal. But mortal.

Astarion takes the potion, but, maybe, it's because of how long he's been a vampire or because he's an elf, he doesn't turn immediately.

He falls to the floor comatose.

He stays like that for a month, a terrible and long month when you think you've lost him.

One evening, you hear a strange sound.

Breathing.

He breathes in his unconsciousness.

You put your hand on Astarion's chest.

Heartbeat.

You did it. You cured him.

He wakes up with you on his chest, dizzy and exhausted with some memory gaps.

Piercing you with his natural green eyes.

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reallyromealone · 4 months

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May i request a part to to the yamazawa family x cat reader?

Title: techno cats U.A adventure

Fandom: Mha

Pairing: cat! Reader x Yamazawa family

Warnings: male reader, fluff, cat reader, platonic

🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌔🌕🌖🌗🌘🌑

Nedzu smiled at the little kitten who trotted behind him, a rescue that Aizawa and Yamada got and was still very small "if I'm correct you're not supposed to be out of your dorm" Nedzu said lightly chastising the kitten who tilted his head "no one was home" the kittens voice was slightly echoed, childlike and innocent-- frankly a little unnerving. "So you went to go find your humans?" "Uh-huh!" Nedzu was fond of his fellow quirked friends, knowing they had a hard upbringing and was thankful (name) found a good home.

"Here you go little one" it wasn't tea, instead a saucer of milk that the void cat stretched to sniff before licking happily "my, don't you have a wonderful quirk" Nedzu was absolutely facinated with it, the possibilities of it "tell me little one, if you stretch to much do you get tired?"

"Huh?" The kits face covered in milk and thought "yeah! My body gets hurted after!"

"Your body hurts after?" Well he was moving like putty, maybe that was his limit...

"Well if you like, I would like to see just what you can do, would you be willing to do that little one?"

"I gotta ask my momma first"

"Your mother?"

Aizawa wasn't sure what to expect as Nedzu and his cat trotted, the kittens ghostly meows of excitement when he trotted to the other and Nedzu was giggling "so this is your mother?" The kitten made a little chirp sound as he let Aizawa lift him, the class looking at the void kitten curiously, his little blue and red eyes blinking curiously. "What?" Aizawa was confused at being called a mother "this little one thinks you're his mother!" Nedzu said happily, Aizawa was a bit embarrassed but it would be logical as he was the one to feed the kit every hour and tend to him.

"He needs your permission to have a quirk based test " at this point the three stepped out and Aizawa looked skeptical "what kind of test, he's a baby after all"

"Oh just simple flash cards and such! Maybe to see exactly what his quirk can do!" Nedzu wasn't a monster, he wasn't about to hurt the little mouse who looked at him so sweetly, he didn't care for human babies but animal babes? He was much softer towards. "We can arrange something, do you think you could take him back to the dorm? I don't want the little brat to get into stuff"

When Aizawa went back to class the students looked at him starry eyed "sir! Was that your pet?!" "What was that!" "Why did it look like that?!"

Aizawa activated his quirk, the students quieting down fast as he spoke "that is my kitten yes, he looks like that because he has a quirk that makes him what could best be described as a void-- bud body moves like putty"

"Can we meet him?!"

"Pass the test and sure"

"What test?"

"The one were doing right now"

(Name) was confused as he sat before Nedzu and his mamas "ok little mouse, we need you to wear something, it's for your safety alright?" Nedzu translated to the kitten who tilted his head at the collar "let me know if it's to tight little one" nedzu wasn't fond of collars, frankly he couldn't stand them but they couldn't exactly chip the little one and since he had a pension for wandering it was best to know where he was.

"You look so handsome!"

"Good job buddy!"

Encouraging words as the collar was placed on (name), the kitten confused as his little body stretched to look at what was around his neck, the stretch making the collar loose around his neck "we may need to work on something that works with his quirk... Normal dollars wouldn't be great"

"Well well, if it isn't the little adventurer" Yamada cooed at the kitten who was playing with a toy, little feet kicking it as he bit "went all around U.A before stumbling across Nedzu" Aizawa said as he set down his bag, Eri giggling at the kitten who accidentally hit his face, looking thoroughly startled as Yamada pet his head "such a handsome little man!" (Name)s fur(?) Rippled as he purred, the 3D glasses affect getting more vibrant as he stretched his legs out, stretching like taffee before slowly snapping back to their normal tiny size "good boy! I heard you think Sho is your mama! Wonder what you think I am~"

Also mama but (name) couldn't be understood.

Yamada was cooking dinner, Eri watching her cartoons post bath and Aizawa was grading papers as (name) stretched on his lap, spending the evening playing with Eri always pooped him out after all. Aizawa gently pet him, knowing the spots that made the kitten quite literally melt in his lap as his purrs looked waves against water.

Truly he was at his most relaxed.

Tonight he slept with Eri,sleeping on her pillow, not even denting it as they were cozy, the girl cuddling her toy giraffe without a worry.

#male reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #mha x male reader #mha x reader #cat reader #cat male reader #x male reader #anime x male reader #anime x reader

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cherryc1nnam0n · 1 year

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Cherry's Favorites Part 2

Contains NSFW, blood, dark themes and more, just my personal favorites, many characters and topics

Start me up | Mechanic!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Wet dreams | Eddie Munson x Cheerleader!Reader

Possessive Techno

Sugar daddy!Techno

Brahms with a Nymphomaniac

Crit Hit | Virgin!Eddie x Reader

A helping hand | Steddie x Reader

Show me | Older!Eddie x Reader

Eddie ‘The Munch’ Munson

Take it | Eddie Munson

Bunny

Eddie's balls

Someone else | Fwb!Steve Harrington

Look in the mirror

Scotty Doesn’t Know | Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader

Use me | Conrad x Reader

Somebody else | Eddie’s girl x reader and stepbro!eddie x reader

Steddie threesome

Daddy Steve

Fem!Reader x Older!Tattooartist!Eddie Munson

Joseph Quinn horny blurb

Moans for a song

Consent is sexy

Final essay | Jim Hopper

Broken bed

Horndog Eddie

What you want

Eddie's glasses

Cum | Steddie

Cum fly with me | Pilot!Loki

Nasty Kurt

Eddie's boobies

Possessive Eddie

Definitely Eddie

Eddie loves teasing

Above and below

Eddie making love to you

Penthouse Eddie

Squirting for Steve

Strong boi Eddie again

Sweet cheeks

Speak up

Steve watching you get off

Girl on the moon | Corroded Coffin x Reader

This dark!Eddie ask is everything

Crush me daddy Steve

Poor Eddie

Undeniable | Older!Eddie

Cockwarming Eddie

More dark!Eddie because I love it

You and abouncer!Eddie fucking in the walk-in during a closing shift

More dark!Eddie because this anon is the best at writing this

Mhm more dark!Eddie

You guessed it, more dark!Eddie

Yes this is more dark!Eddie

Roommate rules

Angel & Devil!Steddie AU masterlist

Eddie's dirty talk

Second Chances at First Times

The kissing monster

Teasing Eddie

A visit to the Healer | Loki

Eddie dry humping reader

Withdrawal | Eddie Munson

Touch me and you lose | Eddie Munson

Thighs | Eddie Munson x Reader

Eddie is a menace

Possible fic material

Fucking Eddie

Eddie slapping you

No more shying away | Brahms Heelshire

Joseph impregnates you

Two perverts in my room | Steddie

Eddie fell asleep while eating you out, again

Don't tease Spencer

Milk | Joseph Quinn

More milk

Rendezvous | Spencer Reid

Subby Reid

Riding virging Eddie

Just a taste

His favorite girl

Gamer Eddie

Red lipstick kisses | Eddie Munson

Mama

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mackdizzy · 2 months

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[my gift for @thecooleraveragejamm , for @mcyt-valentines !]

Okay, so!

My giftee was interested in c!Technoblade and a playlist, so I made a little song cycle! The cycle is in 8 parts (acts) with 7 songs each, and the whole thing will take just under 3 hours to listen to, with each individual act being 20-25 minutes. I'm posting the graphics, song lists, and spotify playlists (there are 8 separate playlists) in order, but if spotify isn't your jam, isn't accessible, or if you'd rather all in one go, at the end of this post (along with some more info about the cycle) is a youtube playlist that contains all 56 songs all at once!

Act 1: World Conqueror • I'm Born to Run (American Authors) • Taking Over the World (Coyote Theory) • Aulon Raid (The Mountain Goats) • Renegades (X Ambassadors) • Ends of the Earth (Lord Huron) • Everybody Wants to Rule the World (Lorde) • Immortals (Fall out Boy)

Act 2: (We Have) The Blade • The Horror and the Wild (The Amazing Devil) • Revolution (The Score) • Riot (Hollywood Undead) • Legend (The Score) • The Phoenix (Fall Out Boy) • Raging Fire (Phillip Phillips) • Unstoppable (The Score)

Act 3: Interlude; Peer Pressure • Borderline (Tame Impala) • Angry Too (Lola Blanc) • Victorious (Panic! at the Disco) • Blood (End Credits) (My Chemical Romance) • Bang! (AJR) • Sinners (Barns Courtney) • Never Going Back (The Score)

Act 4: Die Like One • Pale White Horse (The Oh Hellos) • Point of No Return (Starset) • Let's Kill Tonight (Panic! at the Disco) • Rebels (Call Me Karizma) • Enemies (The Score) • Born Ready (Zayde Wolf) • This is it (Oh The Larceny)

Act 5: Retirement or; • Thousand Eyes (Of Monsters and Men) • People I Don't Like (UPSAHL) • Whatever it Takes (Imagine Dragons) • Under the Pressure (The Score) • Another Way Out (Hollywood Undead) • Monster (Willyecho) • Ghost (Confetti)

Act 6: Welcome Home Theseus (Minor Acts of Terrorism) • Play Dirty (Kevin McAllister [SEBELL]) • Emperor's New Clothes (Panic! at the Disco) • Wrecking Ball (Mother Mother) • Glory and Gore (Lorde) • Bang Bang (Hippo Campus) • Allies or Enemies (The Crane Wives) • Novocaine (Fall Out Boy)

Act 7: It Ends Today (I'm a Person) • Roots (Imagine Dragons) • Wolves (Sam Tinnesz, Silverberg) • My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark (Light 'Em Up) (Fall out Boy) • Fire (Barns Courtney) • Wine Red (The Hush Sound) • Take Me To War (The Crane Wives) • Ready Set Let's Go (Sam Tinnesz)

Act 8: Sic Semper Tyrannis • Bit by Bit (Mother Mother) • Up The Wolves (The Mountain Goats) • Creature (Half • Alive ) • Kings (Tribe Society) • Run Like A Rebel (The Score) • The Ballad of the Broken Bones (The Low Anthem) • Hieroglyphs (The Oh Hellos) ━━━ ➼ ━━━━

I tried to pick music that aesthetically, musically, and lyrically matched c!Techno's vibes--the playlist follows his story from pre-DSMP to post-Doomsday (so not the whole thing, but a nice, peaceful ending point). The intention is for you to follow c!Techno's journey as you listen, and I think this playlist has a rather nice message about finding yourself and finding peace through rather hostile circumstances and worldviews. It gave me a lot of peace and joy to make, and I hope you enjoy, giftee and anyone else, and have fun listening! Youtube Link

#mcyt-valentines #dream smp #technoblade #ctechno

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blackout174 · 2 years

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"I Trusted You."

Technoblade x Reader Angst.

Can be inferred as platonic or romantic.

Tw: angst, blood, injury, mentions of death, betrayal, unhappy ending.

You stood in the rubble of your former home, your ears still ringing from the explosions and the awful shrieks of withers can be heard in the distance.

You stood staring at the man that you just now, just fucking now, realized had used you.

His broad shoulders that used to be of comfort are now engulfed in the dark metal that shimmers with enchantments.

You honestly thought that if someone you loved, someone you thought loved you, had ever hurt you, especially on this level, you would feel anger or grief as soon as you found out, fucking something.

You feel cold.

And you vaguely realize that you still can't believe he did this, you want to say it isn't so and once he turns around it won't be that same goddamn face. The same face wearing that goddamn skull-

Technoblade turns to face you and you feel that last hope stutter and die.

You feel tears well up past the prior apathy you felt and feels the hot boiling anger rise in your throat-

"I told you so."

You blinked furiously and wiped your eyes at your former friend's words.

"What did you-"

"I told you."

You look at him with a mixture of shock, disgust, grief and fury all in one.

"...What are you talking about?"

Your tone comes out more desperate that you wanted, more broken and grief stricken.

He stares at you for a moment and you seen the blood and soot coating every aspect or the man you once thought gentle beyond comparison.

He's a monster.

How could he-

His walks towards you with one hand on the hilt of his sword and the other relaxed by his side.

Relaxed.

This was normal for him.

He stops in front of you and you clench your teeth when you look past the empty eyeholes in his mask to see the crimson eyes looking bored.

Those eyes finally focus on you and the hand by his side reaches out to touch your cheek-

-you smack the hand away and take a step back.

"You told me fucking what! What?"

You words have more venom than anticipated, anger that you felt finally bubbling over and out as you gritted your teeth and harshly grab him by the scruff of his shirt.

He tensed a bit at that, and this hand tightened around the hilt of his blade, but otherwise he didn't move, only peering down at you, almost curiously.

"I told you that I'd hurt you."

You let out a cry, a mix of anguish and anger and banged on his chest.

It didn't hurt him, you both knew that even if you tried it would do nothing.

"I trusted you."

"Well then you can't exactly blame me, can you? It was your mistake."

You let go and stumble away from him.

"Fuck you."

You spat out the weak words and he merely shrugged.

You turned you back and began to walk off, only getting a few steps away before your arm was grabbed.

You yank it away, and he lets you.

"What."

He's quiet for a moment, thinking over his words.

"You're injured, c'mon, I can patch you up-"

You barked out a laugh, and you laughed for a moment, it hurting to do so.

"You hypocrite! You effectively call me an idiot and then try to help me? You're a monster! Just go!"

You're yelling now and he turns his head away, and you see his jaw tighten as his hand reaches out towards you.

"I wish I had never fucking met you! You used me to get into the city, months of trust built outside the walls, bringing you gifts and shit!"

Your voice trembled and broke.

"You never cared about me! You just thought of me as a tool! A means to a end! And now you're trying to 'help me'? Fuck off, I don't need you, or anyone for that matter!"

He stares at you and a pained look had formed on his face- and you hated it because it makesyouhopeheactuallycared-

"Are you even sorry for what you did?"

"... I- it wasn't.....--- I'm sorry this hurt you, but I'm not sorry for what I did."

He stepped towards you, reaching for you.

"Bullshit."

It came out as a quiet hiss, and Techno would be lying if he said it didn't hurt.

He remembers meeting you outside the large stone walls protecting the city, and he originally did only see you as a means to a end.

But he found himself enjoying your presence, feeling your smaller arms wrap around his large waist, bringing him pretty gold trinkets or some homemade pastries, sometimes even bringing him some local treat that only the city had.

He found himself truly listening to your small rants and complaints, about how a neighbor would always let her chickens trample you vegetables, or how you grumbled about how you had to wait till nearly mid-day for the sun to get over the walls.

He found himself returning the hugs, resting his head on yours, and letting out little piglin chuffs at the thought of you.

He found himself telling you stories and bringing gifts of his own, watching proudly as you happily accepted them with an excited 'thank you'.

He found himself genuinely caring about you.

He knew he shouldn't, and when he realized he cared, it scared him.

You both were in a field, and you were making a flower crown out of daisies and dandelions.

"....Why are you so nice to me? I've.... hurt a lot of people."

You stopped for a second to peer up at him, curiously, and then you softly, so so softly, smiled at him and crawled over and cupped his face in your hand.

"Because I trust you. I care about you."

He stares at you for a moment.

"... You shouldn't, I'll only hurt you."

"No, you won't. You try to hide it, but you really are gentle. You are capable of hurt, but you are more capable of kindness."

You smile gently at him.

"I believe in you."

...

"It's not, I never meant to hurt you like this. You shouldn't have trusted me, but I--.... I-... It..."

He falters.

"Can you forgive me? Or at least let me help you? Stay with me."

You look at him, and he feels a small shimmer of hope.

That you'd forgive him.

That you'd be willing to stay, be willing to go back with him, away from the withers and fire and let him patch you up like you would him.

That you would fall into him and let your gentle arms wrap around him in a caring embrace.

That he could take you on Carl to the arctic and make you a winter cape, gold in color, and you'd laugh with him and you could meet Phil and Ranboo and Niki and Steve.

That you would stay.

That you'd stay his friend.

And maybe....-

-"Go to hell, Techno."

And you walked away as the man behind you fell to his knees.

And you both desperately regretted everything.

And wished for each other back.

#dream smp #technoblade #c!techno #platonic or romantic #technoblade angst #technoblade x reader #unhappy ending #betrayel

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gelu-the-babosa-multiversal · 1 year

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While in the Robot Priscilla x Monster Food Cody AU. In the AU where Cody is the reincarnation of Onyx Prime and Priscilla is a Techno-organic... things aren't doing so well.

Priscilla: It's been a long tiiiimmeeee, Onyx. You still look decent.

Cody: Half of me wants to strangle you.

Priscilla: And what does the other half want?

Cody: To hit you with HEATWAVE.

Their personalities drastically changed after finding out what each other truly where. A one-of-a-kind grosse meat machine and a vessel of an animal machine god. For better or worse when they met, it wasn't something they were happy for.

Cody (Onyx) didn't like to be reminded that he was a god, and he didn't like having his dream sequences as it took his real dreams away and made him constantly wake up in the middle of the night. He came back to help Optimus and found himself stuck liking everyday human life. Yet, his anger was the thing that scare him the most as it was the emotion that killed him.

He can feel when his mind leaves his body, when the things he sees are not real when just everything around him is consumed by memories...

While with Priscilla, she could never understand human sacrifice and kindness, mostly because she is one of Shockwave's experiments, one of the better ones. Her ¨mother¨ never taught her what a heart is or even anything at all as Priscilla have ¨born¨ already knowing a lot of things. Though, Madeline did teach her what emotions are and how to use them... this did not mean that Priss didn't feel gross when she saw herself in the mirror.

She knows that her body is nothing but a weapon, nobody cares for her so why should she care about humanity? Her weakest part...

... but maybe, and if they could be honest with themselves, maybe they could be something else...

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masked-ragdoll · 9 months

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AU Masterpost

DSMP

duobur au (wilbur centric au) [designs1] [spotify playlist]iron wings au (sbi au) [phil] [wilbur] [cleanup] forest au (sbi au, inspired by @behrjbehr) [philza] [concept art] [techno] [family]zombie au (original au by @wolfythewitch, hc addition of ranboo, tubbo, quackity) [trio] [intro fic] [iskall] [unfinished comic] LimboMan AU (benchtrio + big q centric, sanduo there too Wilbur has been removed) [main 4 sheets] [tommy's photos] [tommy's photos sketches] healing AU (disabled tntduo focused au) [designs]fawn au (sbi au) [concept sketches]hey brother (sbi au) [ch1] [ch2]haunted au (dsmp au collab - main blog is @hauntedtntduoau)

QSMP

welcome to quesadilla island (WTNV guapduo centric au) [concept art] q-nautica AU (qsmp subnautica au, main blog is @q-nautica-au) [concept sketches]Ghost in the Wires AU / GitW AU (cc!wilbur and ghostbur au) [cover art] [ch1] [ch2] [ch3] [ch4] [spotify playlist] [ch5] [ch6] the bolas archives (qsmp x tma) [concept post] Crow Fathers (osmp & qsmp crossover Phil centric au) [ch1] [ch2] [ch3] [ch4]

SMPEarth

feathers and teeth (emduo au) [concept] [notes1] [notes2] [ch1]

Generation Loss

not quite human au / nqh au (gl!rgb trio au) [character designs] [cover art] [sfm androids] [wire monster] [spotify playlist] Lost One au (rbg tro + gl!ranboo) [character designs] [ch1] [ch2] [concept art] [ch3]

If you want to be tagged for any of my aus, send in an ask!

*crossed out aus are on permanent hiatus

#masterpost #dsmp #qsmp #generation loss #smp earth #mcyt au

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kikithedreamerwriter · 9 months

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OC!Sayuri x Bayverse!Leonardo

⚠️ mentions of kidnapping

let me know if you want to be a part of my tag list!

🗣️ tags: @sharpwindow @pheradream-15 @m1dnyt3-w0lf

Enchanted to Meet You: Part 2

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“はい、先生！“ The turtle brothers bowed, completing their training exercises for the day.

“Yeah, boy! Mario Kart timeee—“ Mikey exclaimed as he happily slipped into his room, Raph to his bench corner, and Donnie to his lab. Leo stood at the threshold of the dojo, dazed and idle. Her face suddenly flashed across his mind, illuminated by the warm light of her lamp in her living room. Ever since that encounter, he spent long hours deciphering any meaning in the features of her visage. How did her eyebrows arc when she saw him? Were her silver eyes wide and glistening out of fear? Did she tremble in his presence? He couldn’t quite remember. Surely she was surprised, but was she afraid of him? Disgusted? Or Indifferent? Did she think that he was a monster and his intentions toward her were evil?

“You seem distracted, my son.”

“F-Father?”

“You haven’t stuttered,” Splinter mused as he peered at his son. “Not for a long time…”

“You have also been distant from us and distracted from your training. What has been bothering you, Leonardo?”

Leo looked away, and before he knew it… he was sitting in his father’s quarters, telling him the story of the beautiful stranger on the balcony, and relishing a cup of tea.

“You just ran away?” Splinter raised a brow.

Leo nodded shyly.

“I-I just… froze… my mind… it just blanked and I did the first thing… well… my body told me to do.”

“It seems that you were quite… enamored by this young lady.” Splinter chuckled.

“It won’t happen again.”

“Oh but my son, it will.”

“Dad I—“

“Listen Leonardo, you not the first young man to make a fool of himself in front of a woman. At your age, it is perfectly normal to feel — to be overwhelmed even — by these kind of emotions. The way I see it, you have two options: you can simply ignore the incident all together and move on or you can confront this girl and explain yourself. But my son, you have to ask yourself: if I make this choice, will I be able to live with it?”

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Sayuri swept her dark locks from her neck, tucked her hands into her utility coat, and quickened her pace. When she first came to New York, one of the first things she missed from home was a bowl of delicious soba. After numerous, hopeless attempts, she decided to make it her mission to visit some of the restaurants she searched up, pick up some groceries, and hopefully snag a few sweet treats before heading home. After a lengthy commute, she finally entered a Japanese hypermarket. She stood at the entrance, breathing quite deeply. One hand leaned against a wall and the other, to her fluttering chest. Suddenly, her vision shook and her head spun. Sayuri took slow, even breaths and closed her eyes.

“I see it’s been quite a while since your last follow-up appointment Ms. Mizuno, how have you been feeling lately?”

Sayuri felt the cold silver piercing against her wrist, even when it was covered with by a bandage. She tugged the sleeve of her shirt to conceal it.

“I think I’m okay.”

Sayuri stared at the bandage peeking beneath her bracelet.

“I am okay,” she whispered to herself and regained her composure as she stepped into the market. The curious smells, lively sounds, and vivid sights quickly washed away all her other thoughts.

As she began exploring the vicinity, she suddenly remembered her grandfather. Mizuno Kaoru was an eccentric individual and just about the most open-minded and modern old man she knew, well, at least by Japanese standards. Every weekend since she was a little girl, they would roam around town together and he would indulge her to whatever she pointed at. Be it sweets, marbles, or goldfish in plastic bags. Yet despite his claims to a more contemporary mindset, he harbored a certain disdain for technology…

“You don’t need a phone to find a good place to eat!” He would chide her playfully as they would look for a nearby establishment. Oh if he could see her now.

“Let me tell you a secret, child. When you enter a restaurant, try to observe the look on the customer’s faces and how much they have on their plate. Are they working while eating? Are they on their phones? Food is like entertainment… when your attention is somewhere else, it means the show was not good enough. Do not be fooled by fancy signs my dear, you must not judge something by how it wears its colors.”

Following the advice of her grandfather, Sayuri peered through the glass of the shops and looked intently at the faces of the customers. After ruling out four places, all stunning restaurants in high foot traffic landmarks, she came upon a humble, homemade stall in the small corner in the market. The font and colors on its sign board have long faded and the entire place looks almost dilapidated, but clean nonetheless. It had quite an old ticket vending machine and the shop was run by an elderly cook, who was visibly at work. There were not a lot of customers, but the few he had convinced Sayuri that she had finally reached her intended destination. As she approached, a woman was standing in line ahead of her at the ticket vending machine and Sayuri waited her turn. In the cool air of the market, she once again felt the presence of the icy chain…

“Everything looks shipshape Ms. Mizuno, but I do have to advise you against any heavy-lifting and high-stress activities. How are you coping with the stresses of your nursing program?”

“Ugh!” An exasperated sigh startled Sayuri as she averted her gaze to the woman in front of her.

“Do you need any help?” Sayuri approached. The woman turned to her, relieved. She looked like as if she just walked out of a Hollywood set. She had a tall, slim stature, tan skin, long dark curls, magnetic green eyes, and a bright smile. She was wearing a fitted shirt under a leather jacket, with complementing jeans and heeled boots.

“Yes please! This machine has been giving me some trouble and I am hungry!” The woman said to her quietly.

“No worries,” Sayuri chuckled. “What did you want to order?”

“I think I’ll get the tonkatsu with noodles, the one with the star beside it. What’s up with this old thing, anyway?” She gestured to the ticket vending machine as Sayuri assisted her with customizing her ramen order.

“They’re called 食券機 , a ticket machine. They are quite commonplace in Japanese fast food stores and noodle shops. I guess this is the owner’s way of… bringing a piece of home with them.” Sayuri remarked, as she inserted her own cash into the machine.

"Oh! You didn't have to do that!"

"It's alright, the machine is quite old so it only accepts cash and… I saw that you only had a card on hand."

"At least let me pay you back." She insisted.

"That won't be necessary, consider it a gift from a stranger."

After Sayuri ordered her long awaited bowl of soba, they handed in their tickets to the vendor and sat together at a nearby table.

“いただきます！” Sayuri sighed they received their orders. The old cook acknowledged her with an approving nod as he returned to his stove.

“That looks great,” the woman remarked. “Maybe I should order that next time, you really know your food.”

“I should hope so, or else I shall hear from my grandmother,” Sayuri replied. “I never got your name, by the way.”

“It’s April. April O’Neil.”

“Nice to meet you April, I’m Sayuri Mizuno” She shook her outstretched hand.

“Listen Sayuri, I’m a reporter from the Channel 5 News Network and ever since I got back from Asia, I’ve been on the search for small, quality, Asian-owned businesses to promote. You know, Japanese, Chinese, Korean, Filipino, Thai, Vietnam, India… I like what you said about the ticket machine, you know? What makes all these business so unique is that they bring something personal from their family, their culture, their home… and I want to help them. Do you think you can lend me a hand picking out some Japanese stores for my report? You don’t have to, but I think your insight will be of great value. I’ll credit you in my article of course!”

Sayuri comprehended her offer momentarily. Naturally, she would decline but then again… what would her grandmother say? Mizuno Mitsuha was a proud woman who always prided her roots and loved sharing her culture with other people. Was she right to pass up an opportunity she knew her grandmother would have loved?

“I’d like that but I don’t want to be credited, thank you.”

“Are you sure? I won’t even need a photo, just your name.”

“I’m pretty sure.”

“Well alright then, Sayuri! Is there anyplace here you plan on going to next?”

After sending their regards to the cook, Sayuri and April spent their day at groceries, merchandise stores, dessert shops, and food stalls. Together, they interviewed many individuals such as the original founders, their grandchildren who inherited the business, and regular customers. April wanted to know their stories, how the business came into fruition, the inspiration of it, and of course the family behind its operation. April tried so many new things that Sayuri recommended for her. She also came in handy for translating and explaining to April relevant cultural significances. After a quite productive day, they helped themselves to some pastries and hot beverages at a quaint little cafe ran by a toothless, old woman. By the time they had nearly finished, dusk had began to set over New York City and her lights were shining again.

“So Sayuri…” April sighed as she sipped at her latte. “Tell me about yourself. You must have an interesting background to be so well-versed in communication and your culture. And don’t tell me you’re not! Remember, I’m a reporter… I got a pretty good read on people.”

Sayuri laughed. “Oh, so it’s me you’re interviewing now!”

“C’mon you’re a really cool person! And to be honest… I really want us to be friends right after this.” April placed her hand on hers and shook it gently.

“Please? I promise I’m not some serial killer.”

“Or are you?”

“Sayuri!”

“Alright, alright,” Sayuri chuckled. “Well… right now I’m in an accelerated nursing program and I’ve been in New York for six months now.”

“And your family?” April asked her she took a bite out of her croissant.

“We’re from Kyoto… and like to be really tied to our roots. My grandparents on my mother’s side run bath house inn, it’s been in my family for generations. They raised me and my brother for the most part of our lives. My grandmother was quite strict. She was the one made sure that I was educated with our culture and history. She also made me attend so many culture and etiquette classes up until high school…” Sayuri reminisced with a sigh. “I remember trying to skip once… so she went with me to make sure I go to all of them!”

“No wonder! And she would stay all throughout?” April laughed.

“It’s strange… because she has absolutely no patience to watch a single movie, but she can watch me make so many mistakes through an entire tea ceremony class!”

They laughed together.

“What about your parents?” April asked her.

Sayuri bit her lip and looked away quickly.

“I’m sorry,” April faltered. “I shouldn’t have ask-“

“No it’s okay!” Sayuri insisted. “Uh… my mother was a geisha and my father was a kendo teacher. My mother… well she… died when I was young and my father’s left us.”

“I’m really sorry to hear that,” April offered a kind smiled. “I know how hard it is to not have parents around. They went at a pretty bad time, huh?”

“You can say that, again.” Sayuri chuckled as she drank her tea.

“It’s getting late, let me take you home Sayuri.”

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When April accompanied Sayuri to the lobby of her apartment building, she insisted Sayuri to meet with her this weekend to return her kind favor. When Sayuri was about to refuse, April became more adamant and they ended up trading contacts and then bidding their goodbyes. On the way up to her apartment, Sayuri sighed and leaned her head against the elevator wall. The strap of her tote was digging into her shoulder and strands of her hair stuck out of her tied up low bun, kissing her tired face. It was a slow ascent, so she whipped out her phone and went through some notifications.

1 new voicemail from: お兄ちゃん 😈

“Hey sis! Did you go to your appointment today? Listen… you gotta answer the phone when it’s me okay? I know you want your independence but the only reason grandma let us come here is because she thinks I’m with you all the time. Please call me back and let me know what the doctor said. And don’t stress out too much! And eat well! God I sound like grandma now… Anyways! Call me ba-“

Sayuri chuckled, Mizuno Hiro did have to much to say sometimes. She was grateful of course, to have a brother like him, even if he was a little overbearing. She could already imagine him… looking at his phone constantly for her reply and running a hand through his locks. Her brother, true to his namesake, was her guardian and her hero. It also meant that he was worrywart. She wondered if he had already cut his hair, like she recommended he do. She quickly abandoned the thought, realizing that if there was anything she and her brother had in common: it was their stubbornness.

Sayuri entered her apartment with her tote full of goods. She put her shoes by the door and began to unpack her tote on the kitchen counter… when she suddenly felt uneasy… She whipped her head around the premises of her apartment… suddenly feeling fearful. Sayuri slowly drew a knife from the block. She could hear the shuffling feet of a stranger right outside her door and the creak from the floorboards her bedroom. To her dismay, when she reached her phone to call 911, it had already ran out of battery. She thought about running out into the hallway to ask for help, but she felt that someone was waiting for her there too. So she began approaching her room with great trepidation and hoped that it was merely just her imagination at work again.

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This was a stupid idea, Leo thought as he paced on the roof of her apartment. She’s just going to scream when she takes a good look at you! He huffed, seating himself at the edge of the roof with his head in his hands. In the darkness of his mind, Leo saw those silver eyes once more, following his every thought. He remembered her face among her notes and textbooks as she expressed slight delight or frustration. How she would warm her delicate hands around her ceramic mug. How her nose and cheeks would become pink against the chilly air and how she would reach over for her burgundy cardigan for warmth.

“… if I make this choice will I be able to live it?”

Leo wanted to go back to the Lair, but at the same time there was a relentless urge for this stranger, that he knew he needed to satisfy for some semblance of peace in his life. So he slid into her balcony without so much as a thud and peered inside her apartment. He sensed that something wasn’t right. All the lights were on and the lamp in the living room and had been toppled over. Leo proceeded to try opening the glass sliding door. Oddly enough, it had been unlocked.

“Hold her down, goddamnit!” A voice scolded.

“I got it, I got it!” Another voice replied.

Leo quickly passed by the mess in the kitchen and followed the sound of struggling whimpers to a bedroom. He peeked in and counted two men, dressed in black with hoods over their faces and masks over their mouths.

“You idiot!” One said. “Go back in the van and get it! I knew we shouldn’t have brought ya tonight and go get Carlos! What a moron…”

The second man grumbled as he skillfully exited from the bedroom window and closed it behind him. The first man turned to what appeared to be woman beneath his midst.

Her hair was tousled, face bruised and bleeding, but Leo recognized her just as well. Her wrists and ankles were bound, and her mouth was taped shut. Her iridescent eyes were wide, glistening, and gazing at her perpetrator with absolute disdain.

“Oh don’t ya look at me like that beauty,” the man chuckled darkly as he bent down to her level and placed a gloved hand on her cheek. “We won’t hurt ya… we’ll just be putting ya to sleep. When ya wake up, you’ll be someplace wonderful… you think they’ll let me have some fun with you, won’t they?”

A fury burned hot within the terrapin as he watched his fingers begin to graze her ivory neck. Leo watched her tear away from his touch as the man bellowed with laughter. Before he knew it, Leo was charging head-first into the scene without a plan in mind and knocking the perpetrator into the wall with his brute strength, instantly knocking him out.

Leo swiftly pivoted towards her and kneeled down to meet her stare. She calmly let him unbind her wrists and ankles, and remove the duct tape from her lips. For one moment, their eyes held a conversation of their own before the first word broke the silence they shared.

“It’s you,” they both whispered in unison, as if it had been a secret they had spared for so long.

He was clearly a turtle. A man-like, talking, and walking turtle. He looked like he belonged to this world, and at the same time, he appeared to belonged to another. He was a strange sight, but Sayuri thought that he was a glorious one too as she stared into his ocean eyes. Leo was first to come to his senses.

She didn’t scream.

She’s not afraid.

Of me?

Leo brushed away his thoughts as he began to release Sayuri from her restraints. Carefully passing a small blade between her wrists and ankles.

“Y-you’re going to be alright ma’am,” Leo told her nervously. “My name’s Leonardo and I’m going to get you ou-“

BOOM!

Dusty darkness engulfed the room. A smoke bomb had been activated. Leo instinctively grabbed the woman behind him and shielded her using his shell.

“Aah!” Leo exclaimed as his hands flew to his eyes. In his midst, he heard her crumple on the floor. There seemed to be particles in the air that was causing immense the immense pain and irritation in his eyes. He tried not to breathe in the air as he reached out once more into the darkness to secure the woman in his grasp.

Only to find out she was gone.

He could hear and smell the city more intensely now. Leo concluded that the window had been opened and his assumptions were confirmed when light began to penetrate the blinding darkness of the smoke. He fell to his knees after mistakenly inhaling a gust of it.

Then there she was… right in front of him. He could see her struggling against a man as he was pressing a white handkerchief to her mouth. The woman reached out to him in vain.

It was as if time had stopped in the swift course of its events. Leo held onto the soft skin right above her wrist. She held tightly onto him, sustaining her with hope. Her lustrous eyes were so clear that Leo thought he could see his own. They called to him, like a beacon in a storm. And as the forces tugged them apart from each other once more, hands slipping against the other, Leo felt a chain break in his grasp and a cloth unwinding by his fingertips. He caught a glimpse of the skin underneath of what seemed to be a bandage. A dark circle emblem of a lotus flower above water, against her pale skin.

“I’ll find you!” He said to her as she and her kidnappers disappeared through her bedroom window, and Leo on his knees stunned by the stinging of his senses.

He looked down at his hands, appearing as vague shapes of green. Everything was moving, everything was so unclear. Her eyes flashed once more in his mind and he forcefully willed his own to see through the pain.

When his vision stabilized, Leo lifted his hands closer to his face and saw a silver bracelet glinting in the brightness and a ribbon of bandage. He turned over the single flat, heart-shaped charm on the accessory.

SAYURI MIZUNO, CONGENITAL HEART DISEASE, PACEMAKER, NO MRI

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winterzsurprise · 2 years

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꧁༺ 𝓐𝓻𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓿𝓮 ༻꧂

Date Started: 04/11/22

Last Update: 06/09/23 || Peaches and Cream

Total Works: 17

hello, if you're a reader of mines, thank u for your support and love on my works, I really appreciate them. I'm not a native English speaker so I'm still working on my shit, everything I learn from other languages are from streamers who does gay roleplay on an island, there's bound to be misuse of some words, I apologize in advance!!

Do tell me if there's stuff to be changed tho :3

AO3 Link || Wattpad

• Ride me? || smut

Just when you thought he's exhausted enough from chasing Miles Morales and had given you the chance to actually ride him, Miguel has other plans.

• Thirty Minutes || smut

After convincing Miguel to take a break from working, he generously granted you thirty minutes with him and you know how you'd spend it.

• Take a seat || smut

Never in your wildest dream did you imagine having your husband ask you to sit on his face.

• A New Beginning || breeding kink, smut

You tell Miguel that you're ready to have a child with him.

• Taking care of you || sub! Miguel, bondage, smut

Miguel comes home after a rough week and a half out of his universe and you decided that the only way to take care of him was to web him down.

• Playing with Fire || brat! reader, smut

After risking your life to save one spider, Miguel had enough and decided it was time to discipline you.

• Peaches and Cream || smut

There's a stark difference with how your husband and Miguel treats you, starting with how rough the latter can be.

|| My MCYT phase stuff ||

• All For You || Yandere! Wilbur, Medieval Setting

You were the reincarnation of his childhood dreams. The spring that came to melt his winter. But monsters came and trampled on your flowers, trees and shine, enraged, he came for them.

• Even In Death || Sunshine x Grumpy trope

Wilbur's job as a grim reaper is simple, pick a soul up, have a drink then deliver them to the afterlife. That is until he met you, the avatar of the angel of vengeance, who gave you the power of regeneration and resurrection.

• Loving You Was A Losing Game || Angst, Us Against the World but the World Won trope

In all of the universes he has visited, why is the one where you lived peacefully have to be spent with his best friends?

• The Simulation || Wattpad link, longfic (128k+ words), fantasy, they get trapped in minecraft, horror elements during the earlier chapters, old fic so shit writing lol

To many people, content creators have been a massive part of their life. They taught you, brought you happiness and became the light that would glow brightly in your darkest days. Now, what if they started disappearing out of nowhere?

• Unholy || Smut, Religious Kink, Priest! Karl

To be a priest meant your loyalty shall rest with the lord and Karl would be a lying if he said he wouldn't want to lie with you instead.

• A deal with a demon || Demon!Quackity

Instead of dispelling a royal blooded demon like you were tasked to, you listened to his tempting deal.

༒☬༒ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ༒☬༒

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• The Stable Boy's Silent Wish || Fantasy Medieval Setting

In all of the years Sapnap spent with Karl, he has seen every shade and hue of his emotions. But when he gazed at pretty girls in translucent light clothing, Sapnap then realised that he has never seen him in every color yet.

༒☬༒ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜰɪᴄꜱ ༒☬༒

• Us Against All || Benchtrio, Zombie Apocalypse AU!

They expected the dreadful possibility of being bitten but they never knew how painful it was to see their friend run on borrowed time.

• Blue Innocence || found father and son trope, fantasy au, bedrock bros

Every death leaves a legacy behind and his brother was no different from them, along with his journals and music sheets, Techno took upon the task of raising his brother’s adopted child, Tommy.

• My Companion, My Friend, TUB30 || detroit becomes human au, clingyduo

After the tragedy that took Tommy's brother away, he isolated himself. Not wanting his son to be a hermit for the rest of his life, fatherinnit created him an android companion.

#masterlist #dsmp fics masterlist #dream smp fics #mcyt fics #wilbur soot x reader #karl jacobs x reader #mcyt smut #bench trio #bench trio fic #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader

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randomvarious · 8 hours

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Today's mix:

Caught in the Act by John Thomas 2001 Techno

Good lord, this was quite an extensive journey, folks. Back in 2001, France's John Thomas, who'd been DJing since the late 80s, *finally* put out the only mix that he'd ever release commercially in his entire career: Caught in the Act, on French label Logistic Records. The way this story goes is that Thomas decided to start producing sometime around '96, and then in '97 Logistic would launch with his own debut release, soon followed by some records that he had also made with a guy named Olivier Micheli too, under the name of Static Drum. In fact, although Thomas didn't found Logistic himself, it was pretty much either he or Static Drum that was responsible for the label's first 15 releases altogether, until Detroit techno legend Robert Hood broke that trend in 2000.

And in the run-up to releasing his debut LP, Blackstage, Thomas also put out this simply wild mix that same year, which really seems to serve as a contemporaneously multi-flavored and super dense clinic of highly rhythmic and throbbing techno music. It's not much to start, but eventually, when Thomas decides that he wants to solidify in a dark and dystopian direction, this thing ends up developing into a total monster.

And this isn't one of those linear mixes where tracks simply fade into and out of one another, either; JT's doing some pretty sweet multi-deck blending here. For example, he lets this mix's very own crown jewel, Umek's "Mamomit"—a song whose melody sounds like you asked a robot to play the most fucked up kind of jazz that it could possibly come up with—bleed all the way throughout the succeeding track, S.B. Project's "Cultural Co-Operation (B2)."

Some people may balk at Thomas' choice to not stay in one lane here, though. I mean, 33 tracks is quite a lot for just a 74-minute mix, after all. And while nothing beats the extended section of sci-fi madness on here, which on top of those two aforementioned tracks also includes Robert Hood's "Moveable Parts Chapter 1 Untitled 2," Olga+Jozef's "#07 B1," "A4" off of Ben Long's Imperial Leather EP, and the stunning "So Big So Close" by Diskordia as well, it does feel a little bit off when he decides to keep going after venturing outside of that realm. Like, I'll never say no to Andrew Mc Lauchlan's Brazilian-sampled "Love Story," one of the most essential techno tracks of the early 2000s, but it really would've served as a nice bow on this thing, especially since Thomas opened up his mix with a different Mc Lauchlan track too; it just doesn't really feel like there was a need to keep going with four more tracks after that one.

But be that as it may, the long and meaty middle of this mix is where it really truly shines; it takes some time to get going, and then it takes some time to peter out, but between all that is some terrific techno music and mixing, and after you give this one a complete spin, it'll probably have you wondering why this is the only set that this long-seasoned DJ ever ended up releasing 🤔.

Listen to the full mix here.

Highlights:

Sterac - "Liteon" Percy X - "Track 2" Alkahest - "Elemental" Umek - "Mamomit" S.B. Project - "Cultural Co-Operation (B2)" Robert Hood - "Moveable Parts Chapter 1 Untitled 2" Olga+Jozef - "Olga+Jozef #07 B1" Ben Long - "The Imperial Leather EP (A4)" Diskordia - "So Big So Close" Oliver Kapp - "Bella Figura" Andrew Mc Lauchlan - "Love Story"

#techno #dance #dance music #electronic #electronic music #90s #90s music #90's #90's music #2000s #2000s music #2000's #2000's music #00s #00s music #00's #00's music

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bloodypulse666 · 27 days

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fight-the-corn · 2 months

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sbi x reader part 7

I was terrified. The moment the door closed, I was waiting for the hammer to drop, my breathing immediately picking up. But my dad just walked away. What? I was confused. Was I not going to get punished? He walked to the kitchen and I trailed after him, hanging back. He just walked over to the alcohol cabinet and poured himself a drink. Then, he say down at the kitchen island, facing away from me.

Did I seriously get out of a punishment? The tension in my muscles slowly started to dissipate until he set the glass down and turned, crossing his arms.

"You've been gone for a while."

"Yes sir, when the Crafts found me they said I had been in bad condition, I was unconscious for three days. Otherwise I would've returned earlier. "

"I don't remember asking for an excuse."

I incline my head. "I'm sorry sir."

"Your mother is upstairs. Go get her, then come back down here. "

This was where the punishment was coming, and it was going to be bad, I could already tell. I walked up the stairs quickly, no use delaying the inevitable, it would only make it worse. I knocked on my mom's door, telling her dad had asked for her downstairs. Then I walked back down with her behind me.

Dad handed her a glass of whiskey as she entered the kitchen. "Wanna know where shes been all this time?"

My mom raised an eyebrow and looked at me. "So she's back. Where?"

"Apparently the whore took up residence with a family of four guys. You can guess what she's been doing this whole time. "

I went to interject. "No, it's not like that! They just took care of me, I had gotten frostbite and I was literally freezing on the street after you kicked me out! I was unconscious for almost the whole time! I wasn't sleeping with them! "

"A likely story. Either way, you're about to regret it. Don't pull that shit again."

Before I could respond, a hand cracked against my face. I felt a fist drive into my ribs. My arms were yanked behind me, I was forced into a painful position.

"It's gonna be a long night, princess, buckle up."

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Meanwhile, the Crafts were debating their options. As soon as Phil got back to the car, Techno spoke up. "We all know she's going to be beaten to a pulp in there. Why did we let her just go home?"

Phil responded with a calm voice but a displeased face. "We can't force her to stay Tech. As much as I don't want to send her to those monsters, we can't do anything until she lets us. She should trust us, plus it's not a good idea to make her life decisions for her."

Wilbur spoke up. "She doesn't even know we're an option though! We'd gladly take care of her but she doesn't know to come to us! "

Tommy was quiet, which was unusual. When he spoke, he didn't speak in his normal loud voice. "I think we should tell her we could be an option. The foster homes where you'd be hurt but you had nowhere to go were the worst. She should at least be able to spend the bad nights with us."

"We can't just tell her we know though! I only know because I saw the bruises as the Blade. "

"We can just offer her sanctuary. She can choose whether or not to use it. As we build trust, we can talk about a more permanent solution with her. Don't push her for anything though." Phil spoke. In the end, they agreed on that plan.

Wilbur shot her a quick text saying "we loved having u! Feel free to swing by any time u need us, no matter how early or late! :)" and that was that for the time being.

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My whole body hurt. I was sore in places that shouldn't be sore, bruises all over me. It hurt to walk, to stand, to exist. I wanted to cry. I think that was the worst it has ever been. I wasn't sure if my arm was fractured or not, not like I could get it checked. I wrapped it as best I could with what I had, then peeked at my phone. I saw the text from Wilbur and smiled. I let myself hope that, since they knew, they could help me. Maybe I could get out of this hellhole. Deep down, I knew it wasn't true, but a girl can hope, which is exactly what I planned on doing.

It was a Tuesday, so I had to go to school. I went back to the routine that I was so used to, the everyday lifestyle from before. Make breakfast, out of the house by the time mom and dad were up. Go to school. Do the shit that needed to be done. Class, homework, repeat. I had my lab in chem, but I hadn't gotten to write a pre-lab for it, so I was behind everyone. I had two tests that I hadn't been able to study for, so I'm like 90% sure I failed them both. Overall, it was stressful. I missed the Crafts. I wished more than anything that I had a family to fall back on. They were so lucky.

At least I was able to slip by my parents after school. I made dinner, then went to my room, having downed whatever scraps I could sneak, not wanting to risk an argument and possibly beating tonight. Laying in my bed, working, I slipped into a rhythm of work. I was only pulled out when I heard a knock at my window. I went to the window to see Blade, right on my second story balcony.

After I got over my jumpscare of seeing him, I opened the door, letting him in.

"Hi, I'm so glad you came by! I had to thank you for the other night, I'm so sorry I bothered you so late, but you probably saved my life with that favor. Thank you for getting me to a safe place."

He just nodded. "Why were you outside in the first place? "

"Um, I got in a fight with my parents. so I left."

He crossed his arms. "Don't bullshit me. You were kicked out."

I sighed. "Yeah. I was kicked out."

"You know, if that happens again, just call the Crafts. They loved you. They'd rather take you in again than let you freeze."

"Are you sure? They're so nice, I don't want to take advantage of that."

"You're not. They offered. I just said I'd pass along the message."

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak. They liked me? They wanted me around? That was more than I had ever hoped. At least I knew he wasn't lying, because this was literally Techno.

"How do you even know them so well?" Probably not the best idea, playing dumb, but I kind of wanted to push a little bit. Learn a bit more.

"We're close. They know a lot about me, and I know a lot about them. We've gotten each other out of some bad situations before. I trust them."

I nod. "How much did you tell them about me? Really? They said not much, but they seemed to know quite a bit about my living situation."

"I told them you're parents didn't seem very nice, and I didn't know the extent of it but I knew you were being hurt. "

At least he wasnt lying to me. He reminded me of techno, even after only knowing him for a short time. He had the same blunt responses to questions, where it seemed clear that he wasn't lying, but he wasn't trying to cushion or sugarcoat anything either. I appreciated it.

"Well, again, I wanted to say thank you for getting me to a safe place. I really appreciate it. I probably would've had a very long night if you hadn't picked up. Um, I'm not sure how the favor business works, so do I owe you one for that? Because it was pretty big. A lot bigger than just letting you stay here for 10 minutes. "

"Nah. We're even now."

I nod. "Ok. Um, can I ask why you came by? Not to be impolite, I'm just curious. "

"Just checkin on you."

"Oh." I was surprised, I didn't expect that. "Thanks?"

" No problem. so you're ok, right? "

"Yeah-"

"Sorry, I'll reword that. You're not okay, clearly, but if it ever gets too much, call me or go to the Crafts. Seriously."

"It's nothing I can't handle."

"Its nothing you should have to handle."

"Its okay. I'm used to it."

For the first time, his tone changed from monotone to slightly agitated. "You shouldn't be!"

I bite my cheek at the change, immediately backing down. "Okay. I'll call you if I need anything."

"Don't just say that to make me happy. I'm sorry for raisin' my voice at you. But do call. We're here. "

"Thank you."

"You're welcome. Uh, I'm gonna head out now though. Still gotta patrol tonight. "

"Alright. Bye! And thank you again!"

Part of me was screaming not to trust them, they were villains. But a tiny bit of me just wanted to call, and ask for help, because I knew that they were kind and patient and everything I had ever dreamed of in a family. It's fine, I tell myself. I'll survive. I have until now.

#sbi #sbi x reader

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sstvar · 1 year

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!Art Requests/Art Trades Are CLOSED!

!!NOTE: i close requests when i hit 10 just to prevent ‘em from piling up too much. what my ask box says will indicate when requests are closed and open!!

edit: hit just over 10 so i’m gonna get those (or at least half of those) done before i open requests up again :)

everyone voted for yes on the poll :)

anyone can send a request! it can be anything from your oc to ship art to your favourite character from a franchise….the list goes on :)

i would rather do art trades with people i’m familiar with already but i’m always open to making new friends here ;) if you’re curious/interested just send me a dm

now i’m open to a lot of things, but there are a few boundaries:

WILL DO!

original characters

canon ships

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canon characters

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techno stuff

monsters (includes Monster x Human stuff-)

slightly suggestive stuff

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explicit NSFW

heavy gore (blood/injuries are ok)

hate art

comics/full storyboards (just don’t have the time sorryyy)

any request depicting discrimination of any kind

not related to the art itself but please don’t try and pressure me into getting your request done, i will get to it

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!!REBLOGS ON THIS POST AND YOUR REQUEST (and any of my art really) ARE HIGHLY APPRECIATED AND ENCOURAGED!!

with that have fun and enjoy! i look forward to seeing what you guys have for me >:)

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soul-dwelling · 1 year

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That whole school setting plus "non conformity" plus monsters/demons that represent psychological stuff just sounds like persona - so totally derivative, idk maybe there will be a twist that will make me eat my words but it seems a certain part of the manga/anime industry is stuck in a small bubble of posibilities...

Just about every entertainment industry ends up in these dead-ends.

For me personally, it doesn't change how much I enjoy the work.

Mashle is yet another comedic fighting anime. Yet, it is hilarious. (It just out-Gintama'ed Gintama at making fun of Fullmetal Alchemist.)

Blue Exorcist has been spinning its wheels in massive fight of students against supernatural forces. And yet, I want to see how this ends, because the fight has gotten that massive.

Laid-Back Camp is comfort food--it doesn't have to be the next brand new thing, it just has to be competently done and entertaining and fun and maybe even informative.

Heck, go outside of anime and manga: I personally think The Owl House and Amphibia can be derivative in parts--but they are still good, because they mixed and matched their influences (Soul Eater, witch stories, funny animals, sword and sorcery), were sincere in what message they wanted to communicate, had visual flair and an easily recognizable (if still derivative) visual style, and remain iconic, if just for breaking ground or at least putting a chip into it, especially in TV geared largely for children (wlw couples, nonbinary characters, gore).

And even when you try to move beyond what is derivative, or cliche, or commonplace, and try for something subversive or a deconstruction, that also can become old hat: Fire Force wanted a big twist, but after Madoka Magica, Yuki Yuna Is a Hero, Undead Unluck, and obviously Evangelion, it's hard to stand out.

It depends on style, message, and tone. If it's not a memorable style, who is going to remember it or enjoy it? If the message is empty, that is worse than if it was cliche or without sincerity. If the tone isn't clear, how will it impact the reader?

About the only recent work that strikes me as not being derivative is Spy x Family--and even that story is starting to repeat itself and its gags a bit too much.

(Meanwhile, Studio BONES is coming out with an anime whose plot is "two women are bounty hunters who may or may not be in the Cowboy Bebop universe, with Blade Runner techno-noir, with a Bebop-esque melancholic soundtrack, and mech designs by the person who did Patlabor"--and that is such a mish-mash of elements I could call "derivative" but which, from just a trailer, looks more interesting than other content.)

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marshellowcrumbs · 4 months

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Technoblade x reader part 1

warnings: blood, swearing

this story will take place only in a fictional world with fictional characters, it will have nothing to do with the real person or their irl persona.

The wind whistled throughout the empty forest, land covered with snow, droplets of melting ice falling from the leaves of the tree. Techno and Phil silently rode their horses back home leaving a trail of hoof prints in the deep snow when suddenly Phil came to a halt his horse huffed ."woooaah...what's that?" He said slight concern lasing in his voice driving techno's gaze to an unclear object beside a tree in the distance, he squinted his eyes slightly pulling on Karl's reins. As Phil was about to walk closer he put his hand in front of him stopping him from walking closer to what could be potential danger. His voice screamed at him 'DANGER?, person they're going to kill Phil , protect, Phil, horse monster, don't go, KILL IT, could be useful, NO KILL' "There's a horse, there's probably someone around here somewhere stay put" he spoke to Phil, they both jumped off their horses, Techno grabbed his sword pulling it out of its sheath moving closer to whatever had been on the floor for who knew how long, covered in snow.

Phil gasped as the blood came into view and recognized what seemed to be a young girl's body. "OMG, It's a girl! She could still be alive!" He said scurrying towards her figure as Techno watched him hesitantly still unsure of the situation playing out in front of him. He walked toward the person's horse taking hold of its reins, looking down at Phil examining the girl's figure carefully searching for a pulse. " shes alive, we need to tend to her wounds immediately or she might die, she's already lost of blood, common." Phil spoke to him. " are you sure...what if she's a spy, from Manburg? we don't know her." He said looking at Phil with his eyebrows knitted earning a sharp look from his friend "Techno. She's dying." He stated and moved towards their horses as Techno pulled her horse behind him.

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Y/N fluttered her eyes open, letting out a soft grunt towards the sharp pain in her head. Her vision was blurry, she shifted her head around slowly trying to process her surroundings. As her vision started to become clearer, she regained consciousness of her surroundings, realizing they weren't familiar to her in the slightest. She jolted up in worry immediately regretting her decision after feeling her side and her right leg sting. "shit!" She exclaimed in a whisper careful not to alert anyone who might be in the house. Breathing heavily, she looked around franticly trying to look for an item she could use as a weapon with her eyebrows drawn together. Her gaze shifted from one object to another until it landed on a glass mug on her side table, she stretched her arm towards it and in efforts to grab it fell to the ground with a thug , she closed in eyes wincing in pain and looked up the at the side table pushing herself upwards with her forearm trying to stand up.

After she had stood up leaning against the wall behind her she took hold of the mug and threw it to the floor shattering it into pieces, bending down she grabbed the largest one meanwhile footsteps could be heard rushing up the stairs, within a few seconds, Techno stood in front of her looking at the shattered glass and then at her face glaring back at him breathing heavy holding the piece of glass in her trembling hand. "YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME!" She yelled at him. He raised his hands a bit into the air trying to signify he didn't want to seem like a threat. The sharp ends of the glass slipped into her soft dry skin and blood leaked out falling into the white rung she stood on. "you might wanna put that down and listen to me first" Techno said to her trying to calm her down which did'nt seem to work very well. "I don't give a single shit what you say."

She spat out anger lacing her words. Techno raised his eyebrows replying "Look, I don't wanna hurt you okay? I'm just trying to help." She let out a light scoff You think I'm going to believe that you're not trying to use me." Her head pulsed with pain causing her to look down, her legs weakened and she fell to the floor yelping. Techno cautiously walked towards her hands still in the air trying to help her up before she did anything else to make her condition worse than it already was." relax...you might wanna give me a chance to explain this, you're just hurting yourself even more." She nodded in agreement after a short period of silence. Techno moves towards her figure, taking hold of her forearm, letting her push herself up to walk towards the bed.

She sat down with a hiss, resting her injured leg on the soft cool sheets and resting her head on the headboard as her breathing finally calmed down. She watched Techno drag a stool at the edge of the bed avoiding the shattered glass on the floor from earlier with an unsure expression. He reached for the jug of water and glass beside her bed making her flinch to which he stared at her with a blank expression, pulling the glass towards him and pouring water into it handing it to her. She looked at him, her jaw clenched sharp look in her eyes filled with uncertainty before she took the glass of water from him, their fingers brushed against each other as Techno pulled away. He did not take his gaze off her, watching every movement she made.

She looked down at her glass shaking her head a bit trying to rid of the blurred vision and brought it closer to her face to drink, instead, she sniffed expecting it to smell like something other than water. Techno knitted his eyebrows at her behavior in confusion, also intrigued by her caution, and watched as she silently sipped the water sat it down on the table beside her, and then looked up at him waiting for an explanation narrowing her eyes in skepticism. Techno cleared his throat and began to speak. "We found you unconscious in the snow bleeding." "We?" she replied. "yes, me and a friend, Phil. You were frozen half to death, maybe you should appreciate we even bothered saving you." He said, now sitting with both his elbows resting on his legs as he looked at her with focus leaning forward. She raised her eyebrow." I didn't ask you to save me. And I don't know who you are or what you want from me, for all I know you could be saving me for your own benefit."

He stared at her for a few seconds in disbelief at her distrust in someone who just saved her life, but he wouldn't blame her, he knew he'd have done the same thing."fair enough, we don't want anything from you, just helping, you can leave when you want." Her expression relaxed now that she seemed a bit convinced, she'd never seen him, nor did she notice anything intended to harm her in any way. "...thank you, for the help." She stated with a straight face, to which he nodded and stood up to leave the room. When he reached the door, he placed his hand on the frame and looked back at her. "Do you need food?" "if you're planning not to poison me, certainly," she said, to which he huffed."trust me, if I intended to kill you, I wouldn't have kept you alive for so long." and walked off. She rested her head on the frame of her bed thinking 'He's awfully good at not breaking character unless he really wasn't lying.' Sighing heavily Serenity closed her eyes to find a moment of peace hoping for the best.

#technoblade #Technobladexreader #c!technobladexreader #dreamsmpxreader #dreamsmp

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