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Ok but have you looked at adult Dream's outfit, what I have to assume is a form fitting black leotard, knee high boots with a heel, fingerless gloves that reach above his elbows, a long flowy vest held on by hopes, prayers and a thin ass belt, the cape and the crown are just ✨️majestic✨️
He would not look out of place in Underlust in that outfit. The boy slays, he woulld get confused looks for being a skeleton monster but that outfit. He'd blend right in XD
Cbsjfbjsnckd okay you’re absolutely correct.
But, I must say, his color choice may also make him stand out a bit, since they all seem to lean more towards pinks, purples, and reds. Bright happy yellow isn’t USUALLY a common color down there…
Not that they’re complaining, I suppose. XD
#I can see Lust!Dream now#exactly the same#just with a different ✨strut✨#maybe some heels#god wouldn’t that be a slap to the face for regular Dream XD#asks#undertale#undertale multiverse#dream sans#dream!sans#dragon balance au#underlust
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Take Me Apart and Put Me Back Together
I hope to weave this into a full one-shot but these are some little pieces I’ve written for a Remmick x Reader story 💗
Summary: Reader notices her lacy, pretty things have been going missing from the clothesline…who could it be? (This is the plot for now)

But he wasn’t an animal at all, he was all man, or at least he appeared as much. Beauty and torment all at once. His teeth sharp but his words soft as they were whispered from plush pink lips. Beckoning you, calling for you from the darkness of the woods. A hushed noise that reminded you of the soft rumbling of far off thunder; low but powerful, like it was drawing energy from the earth itself. Like it was a secret meant just for your ears.
And his lips…the supple flesh demanding just one small glance, your eyes flicking down to them for a moment longer than necessary. The corners sloping up gently before cresting into two gentle peaks. And then the ends curled subtly and his bottom lip twitched because he knew that your gaze had at once turned lecherous through no effort of his own.
He knew you’d come to him, easy little thing.
Even with the excessive hem of his dark pants flocked with the soft red dust of the ground, he strutted around, confident. Like he was wearing a fine tailored suit instead of pants that seemed both too long and just a tad snugger than was appropriate.
…And he was dragging her somewhere not unlike heaven or hell; like a purgatory between overwhelming pleasure and the crashing guilt of enjoying the way his tongue ravaged her body; taking her apart piece by piece to construct something far more wicked and voracious.
“You’ve still the right to wear it…but then I’m gonna ravage you…gonna make sure white don’t ever look the same on your skin again.”
But this was different. Molten, red and fiery, and she’d never knew pain could feel like salvation. Could feel like renewal and passion and hurt and love all at once.
Dividers by the lovely @saradika-graphics ✨
#sinners (2025)#jack o'connell#remmick x fem!reader#remmick x reader smut#remmick x reader#remmick smut#remmick sinners#vampires
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Ivan Franzwick HC
( yes he gets pretty font bc he deserves it)
Light TW for minor mentions of blood and fire arms, turns around now if that triggers anything. Remember to take care of yourself first ✨
Despite being a scrap he takes hygiene and self care very seriously. He will find ways to wash himself and wash his hair, maybe tapes sand paper to a stick to act as a nail file, and scavenges around to find beauty products. He got lucky once and found a little set consisting of a hair brush, compact mirror and an eyelash curler.
The second a camera of any kind is in front of him, he pretends like he is the next big vogue model. I’m talking duck lips, strutting, and all the works.
Poor guy just wants to smell nice even though he is a scrap. He looks for different flowers that grow in Ramshackle and saves it and he probably has a little spray bottle of a mix of different essential oils. And that’s how he makes his own makeshift perfume, it is very faint but decently pleasant. Either that or he swipes those mini perfume samples.
He is actually very jumpy despite his confident demeanor. It’s just because of the MAJOR blind spot he has from not having his other eye. It varies for reasons why he is like that. It can be from the past trauma from how he lost his eye, or to the reason that his is very vulnerable walking around with such a disability. Just never approach Ivan from behind unless you are perfectly fine with getting punched in the throat.
So blunt and honest that it does come off as rude. He doesn’t mean any harm ( sometimes) be he is not one to sugarcoat anything and will tell things like it is. And he is willing to tell you the truth even if it hurts at first. His policy is would you rather have someone lie straight to your face or tell you the truth straight to your face. And the brutality is never dialed back depending on the situation. Like someone could ask him if the outfit they are wearing looks nice and if it doesn’t he will simply look them up and down because replying “ Hon, no. The colors clash together harshly, the pattern don’t contrast well, the pants are suffocating you yet you are drowning in the fabric of your shirt. And it’s washing you out to look ghostly.”
He cares about his outside appearance so he wouldn’t dream of picking at his fingers or eyelashes, or pulling at his hair as a nervous tick. But his bad habit of dealing with anxiety or straight up boredom is by chewing and biting the inside of his cheeks. It’s a really bad habit and he knows it needs to stop but at least nobody can see it.
Since he is the most knowledgeable when it comes to beauty and appearance, his is the one scrap that knows how to do different beauty based procedures. So when a scraps hair grows so long they can barely see where they are going, they get Ivan to cut people’s hair. If one of the children rips their clothes by accident, Ivan is there with a sewing needle and some spare thread. In the case one of the girl scraps in particular just wants to feel pretty, Ivan is there with some expired makeup he found and braiding hair. He accepts this role with open arms and is fond of being needed in case of a beauty emergency.
Due to the lack of a second eye, Ivan did try to improve upon his other senses to better his chances of survival on the streets. Like his sense of smell, he would try to train himself to identify different smells to steer clear from the more dangerous alleyways in the slums, so if he was smelling a bitter iron smell for blood and metallic gun smoke, it was was a good idea not to go in that direction. Or his sense of hearing, he would sit and just listen in his own alley and just try recognizing certain sounds. He would tune into conversations happening a few alleyways down, and even recognizing different voices. As well as sounds that different objects make, a small click and a ‘foosh’ noise meant Stone was lighting something with his zippo, a metal scraping noise was probably Vinnie sharpening her dagger, shuffling and rustling was most likely Cen and Rigel organizing their newspapers to sell, and of course the sound of music was always coming from Skipp’s mandolin. Ivan focused on his sense of touch the most, he lost one eye, he is terrified of losing the other. So when he feels like he is in a safe enough environment, he closes his good eye and tries to feel his way around the area and commit the feeling to memory to have a general sense of direction.
Generally he is a people watcher. He does it partly for fun, because he gets bored, but also curiosity. He just likes seeing people and what they are doing, but it has gotten him in trouble for staring a bit too long.
Adding onto that, he frequently passively watches the lootbags the most. He is just enamored by their clothing and how intricate it is, he makes it a game to see if he can identify the stitch patterns and what fabric was created to construct a dress or a suit. But because of this frequent habit, he started adopting different mannerisms from the rich. Like their rich laughter, ha💸ha💰ha💵ha💸, you know the laugh that just screams that someone has money. Or he accidentally copied the way the rich walk, they have better posture, confident strides, and lead with their chest, unlike a scrap who has to sneak around everywhere.
He honestly feels a bit isolated and outcasted. Everyone sorta has a well established group or people they hang with. Like our trio Stone, Vinnie, and Skipp, or the cemetery hobos that hang around in the graveyard like Nim, Cen and Rigel do have a definitive group but they are still twins and have each other. Even Ditch has his gang even though he is the least likable character. Ivan probably hangs with Milo and Karma, maybe even hit up Dante’s for a drink but they have their own jobs and own roles and can never stick around long enough to form a deep bond.
Now while he never got a proper education, he is a GIANT nerd for fashion history. He is just so interested and lowkey hyper fixated about how certain trends in fashion came about, the different fabrics used and were popular for whatever given reason, the construction of various garments for different cultures and different time periods can get him yapping for HOURS. He might get Tre ( FASHION POLICE SHIP?! ON MY BLOG?!) to help him read different articles about fashion history to him since Ivan can’t see or read that well. And in return Ivan breaks down the different images of clothing in said articles to Tre so he at least understands what he just read out loud. It’s their way of bonding.
Ivan has tried multiple times in many different ways to create an eye patch for himself. But each one he makes just ends up as scrap fabric. They just never look right on him, never feel right, they somehow never sit right on his face. He just stares off into space as he tries on the latest iteration of his eyepatch, looking at his dusty reflection in a broken compact mirror before he rips off the patch. Sometimes it just looks wrong to him, other times the fabric can irritate the skin around his wounded eye. So it’s his own choice why he never wears any eyepatch.
I’m trying to think of a hc backstory for Ivan since we don’t have official lore from Zeddy yet. But what if, he was raised by his grandparents, or his grandma who was a seamstress. She taught him first hand basic sewing skills, how to properly operate a sewing machine, different fabrics, and how to accessorize an outfit. That little old lady meant the absolute world to him. But she got sicker and sicker every day and eventually passed away when he was around seven or eight. And then he was alone and one his own with nobody else. He often dreams of her on particularly lonely nights, he convinces himself that if he strains his ears hard enough, he can still hear her voice in the streets. That maybe if he can concentrate long enough, he can catch her powdery perfume in the air one last time. He often thinks about how one day he will make her proud, to one day be noticed for his talents that his grandmother gave him, that he could make something out of himself for her sake.
He is a big fan of deep rich colors, like royal purple, royal blue, and emerald green. It’s just something about the depth in those colors that draw him in.
He would have loved Britney Spears and Mariah Carey if this was a modern AU.
That all I could think of for our fashion fanatic, and of course this is for my lovely mootie @eclipssnstars , thank you for dropping in and giving me a request!!!!!! This was so much fun to make and just think about silly little hc for yer boy. I hope ya like it and I’ll see ya soon
- 💜🔮💫☀️🌙⭐️🌞🪻✨🪐
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It's Magic ✨🍁
Slightly Spooky, cute lil story about Eddie and the new witch in town ✨🍁🎃
Warnings: Eddie Munson x witch reader, soulmate bond. Cute and fluffy.
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Don't copy, reuse or repost my work.
There was something weird happening in Hawkins and it wasn't the usual Upside Down related weird that usually happened.
Eddie could just sense it, some spooky shit was going down and he was here for it.
He had watched enough horror movies in his life to prepare for whatever potential shit was going to happen.
It occurred to him he was maybe being a tad dramatic, there was a definite change in the air but it didn't feel like anything to worry about.
Eddie never thought he would say this after helping Dustin, his friends and the super powered kid El defeat Vecna and close the Upside Down for good, but he was bored.
Hawkins was back to its pre Upside Down level of dull and while he was grateful he was still alive and kicking and the end of the world hadn't happened, he wanted a teeny bit of excitement.
Which is why he was convincing himself that the things happening were something to be investigated.
Mostly the spooky shit had been happening to him. Weird dreams, a sense that he was waiting for something or someone.
There was also the cute but pesky little black cat that had took up residence in his room.
It was kinda nice to have something happen even if it was vivid dreams and cute felines.
Which is why he was at your place, you were the new girl in town and everyone from Steve to Dustin to Gareth was intrigued by you.
There was something about you... Something that Eddie couldn't place, something different but he was sure you were why he was feeling like everything was different.
Not that he had officially met you yet but for some reason you were in his dreams a lot. They were weird and wonderful but still unexpected.
Eddie didn't know why he was dreaming of you, shit you were pratically a stranger to him but you appeared in his dreams and there was this sense that deep down he had known you all his life.
It was witchcraft or something. That much he knew. Something was afoot and Eddie wanted to find out what.
He had tried telling Dustin his thoughts about you but the little shrimp thought you hung the moon so it was no use.
Eddie didn't know what he expected to find when he arrived at your house, except for the fact it was decorated to the nines for Halloween, there was nothing strange about it.
In fact, Eddie admired how realistic some of the decorations looked and got distracted by the cats that were hanging around in your back yard.
He was just about to leave when he noticed sparkles of light in the air, at first he assumed they were fireflies but as he got closer he realised they were something else, balls of light shaped like orbs.
If he didn't know any better he would say there was something magical about the glowing sparkling orbs.
He was about to dismiss the fact that magic wasn't real but after all the shit he had seen it was enough for him not to rule out the thought entirely, enough for him to follow the lights that seemed to be beckoning him.
A small part of his mind wondered if this was the part in the horror films where he should run but he had a feeling that he wasn't in any danger.
That's when he saw you. The glowing lights circled around you and then disappeared with a flick of your hand.
What the fuck?
He stared at the spot where they had vanished and then at you.
Fuck, no wonder Steve was smitten. You were beautiful. He gawks at you for a second before feeling like an idiot.
"Uh hey" he attempts to appear cool and composed, determined not to turn into an awkward babbling idiot but you were just so pretty.
Eddie wasn't a smooth lothario by any means but he could be confident, flirty, strut around and make pretty girls laugh when he wanted to.
However, you had made him clam up, shyness wasn't really something he struggled with. Until he saw you.
"Eddie Munson, you should try being more sneaky if you're going to attempt to spy on a lady" You tease and he gulps.
"I wasn't... Shit, I was just... Uh I got curious about you and just wanted to figure you out. There's something about you sweetheart"
A soft smile touches your lips and you approach him. He feels a little nervous, enchanted by your sweet smile and kind eyes.
"Something spooky yet intriguing? Dustin let slip" far from being offended you look amused but Eddie curses.
"Little butthead" You giggle and it takes a second for him to notice that the lights are back again, swirling around you and him.
"Uh, cool tricks" he grins and you grin at him as the whole backyard begins to glow even brighter, like fairylights all aglow.
"Oh, it's no trick handsome" You click your fingers and the lights disappear once more.
Eddie blinks rapidly, he can't ignore what's in front of him again.
"You're a witch"
"A badass one at that" the smile slips from your face and for a second you look sad.
"Do you mind keeping this a secret? Small town and all, anyone figures out that I'm a witch then either I'm suddenly their best friend or their enemy. Depends what use I am to them"
Eddie's heart aches for you and he nods. He won't tell a soul.
"I just want to be at peace here with my family, my coven. Make a home" he touched your hand, stunned at the sparks he feels when his hand touches yours.
The softness of your skin, those pretty eyes are enough for him to fall even more under your spell. Figuratively of course.
"I won't tell anyone sweetheart, I just don't understand why you told me" you peer at him your expression shy.
"You're in my dreams Eddie Munson and I bet I'm in yours too. I feel like I've known you all my life. I can trust you" his heart skips a beat as you kiss his cheek.
"Can I see you again?" he blurts out and that sweet smile is back on your lips.
"Absolutely, but you're not done seeing me now Mr Munson" you take his hand and he follows you, his heart stolen by you already.
There's a little chirp of a meow and the black cat that's been hanging around his trailer slinks between his legs and yours purring happily.
"Hey, that's the cat that's been following me around " he blushes as you grin.
"Do you like him? I know he's been hanging around you. He's my familiar and was curious about you. His name is Ozzy"
"Ozzy like Ozzy Osborne?" you nod and Eddie is pretty sure he's in love with you already.
His little witch.
♥
#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x y/n#eddie munson x you#eddie munson fluff#eddie munson x witch!reader
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Unexpected OTP Pairings ✨
��� Okay I know Valentine’s Day was last week! Almost two weeks ago! But recently I’ve been wanting to branch out a bit with my blog writing, & writing prompts are something I love a lot! So, I’m trying something new & came up with a few OTP ideas! I hope you enjoy, thank you & have fun!
❥ F x M writing prompts! I didn't specify who is who though so everyone can read!
Former! Villain x Superhero
Not even a real villain, just some dumb person who steals things or who makes evil schemes that always fail. Kind of like Dr. Doofenshmirtz, & they’re actually really nice in real life! But when a superhero comes to stop them, they instantly fall in love! Seriously has heart eyes & doesn't pay any attention to the hero’s grand pre-fight speech.
Or doesn’t put up a fight at all, just hands them the stolen goods & escapes. Leaving Hero completely confused as the Villain they were supposed to stop didn’t even bother fighting, which is still good but they’re still confused.
After this, the Villain now decides to become a Superhero!! To not only impress their new crush but also because they've always really wanted to be one anyways! It was just the push they needed.
Cue them now running the streets in a completely different outfit trying their best to stop the bad guys! Usually, it doesn’t end well though: they’ll trip over the air & let them escape, or maybe just show up late to the fight & it’s already over.
It’s even worse when their Hero crush joins the fray, and then they’re really clumsy or just start sputtering like an old car. Their former henchmen, now turned sidekicks, try to console them as they lay on the couch completely embarrassed by their feats.
Oooooor, they are super confident & much better at being a superhero than they ever were being a Villain. Maybe this confidence goes to their head a bit & will literally try flirting with Hero on the battlefield! Hero gets a bit embarrassed sometimes & their other super-friends tease them about it. If this does happen, Hero might end up trying to run away from the former Villain in an effort to focus on their job. But it just ends up being really funny to watch.
Bonus: They have opposite powers or maybe one has no powers at all.
Dashing Thief x Friendly! Detective
I'm sorry this one is a bit short!
A notorious thief with a heart of gold who only ever steals from bad guys & acts more as a Robin Hood character than any. Hardly ever keeps anything for themselves; just struts around after dark on the lookout for anything suspicious. Not one person has been able to catch them & their identity remains a mystery. Would be cool if they were a nobleman/woman or had some kind of big fancy hideout.
The detective is actually their friend/partner (maybe)! The good egg who actually sees the thief’s true intentions instead of just mucking around in a Halloween costume. Although they're pretty ticked at the way Thief does things, they usually keep their coworkers & the boss off Thief's trail. Maybe a newbie or an intern at the detective agency, determined to prove themselves on the field.
Maybe they met as civilians & the thief switched to a disguise to hide from authorities, but bumped into the detective who was out on a coffee break. It was love at first sight for both of them, so cute! 😆 They do a lot of coffee dates now, but sometimes Detective overdoes it.....
One is the brains, and the other is the brawn. Together they can get any job done! The Detective’s coworkers find it strange how the Thief shows up more often when they're specifically on the job. The Boss is suspicious but sometimes finds them cute.
Often swing by each other’s places to not only hangout but help each other with cases or special kinds of info. If the Thief has any sidekicks, no doubt they’ll spill funny stories of missions gone wrong or close calls.
Stealing each other's hats and impersonating the other one for fun, then cue a playful chase scene around the room! So cute!
Dragon x Wizard
I know some people like fantasy stuff!
A dragon is resting in their cave until they hears footsteps at the entrance. But instead of finding a grumpy old knight, they find a wizard! Maybe the Wizard was exploring the caves nearby or on a journey to the next town, but instead of feeling scared or angry, they started fangirling/fanboying over the dragon instead! 😆
Likes to ask them all sorts of questions & sometimes can’t stop talking. Now Wizard can come whenever they like & the two become friends!
The Wizard visits whenever they can, showing off all sorts of new spells or potions they've created. Even though it might not be as impressive as their fire, the Dragon still finds it cool & applauds.
The Dragon will always try to impress their wizard friend with tall tales of each piece of treasure. How they got it, where they found it, if they fought anyone over it, etc. But sometimes those stories are exaggerated…
The Wizard will be in absolute awe at the Dragon’s stories & can’t help but be a complete chatterbox about it. Asking more questions about different things like how their magic works, how they can fly with all that extra weight, or if they can learn a fire-breathing spell from them instead—
If the Wizard lives in a tower then the Dragon will visit just as frequently! Usually it’s in the early morning or during sundown when there are fewer people around. But if the Wizard lives in a town or city, it might take some time for the Dragon to come around. It’s not that they don’t care, but dragons are more solitary creatures. Either way, they enjoy each other's company & the dragon likes to ask questions about different thingamabobs on the Wizard's shelves.
They can both be pretty clingy but that’s sometimes a bit tough to handle because the poor wizard has to be extra careful, especially with pouring bottles or waving their wand around if they’re not even two feet apart. Doesn’t mind but sometimes will complain a bit if their partner won’t stay cooperate.
Extra Duo!
Since I loved the superhero one a lot I thought of another one: what if a Hero’s Sidekick & a Villain’s Henchman fall in love!
The Henchman does end up giving Sidekick any tips about their next plan. Cue the Villain throwing a tantrum in their lair wondering why the Hero is always one step ahead of them. 😅
They like to hangout in civilian settings together! Bonus if they found out their secret identities on accident lol
Extra Bonus if the Henchman or both villains become heroes at the end!
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hello!! i saw you were taking requests and wanted to send one!! i’ve been binge reading your headcanons too!! you’re such a good writer 🫶🏼
i was wondering if you could do kenshi with a princess! reader please 😵✨💗 thank you and i hope you have a good one!
Kenshi x Princess!Reader
Warnings: Descriptions of blood, not very graphic, no actual injuries to reader or any of the kast. Reader is female and described as just shorter than Kenshi. For the purpose of the story the tournament spans over a few months, I'd say 4 to 6, just for it to not feel like Kenshi and Reader fell for eachother in like 3 weeks[I don't know how long the tournament is but that is how it felt in the game]. Open ending
Thank you for enjoying my writing, you have a good one as well! For story reasons I decided to come up with another realm for the reader to be princess of, also because this ask gave me so much muse I came up with a bunch of lore too so I apologize if this isn't quite what you had in mind😭. I might make this into something more if enough people want it and I find myself with enough motivation to do so. I quite enjoyed this ask and I think it shows.
• As Princess of Warrealm, you were no stranger to kombat
• There was once a time when your realm had been prosperous, teeming with life, a true paradise
• Though that was before your birth, before your parents' birth, something you only read about in the history books
• Knowing you would be in danger if raised in your home realm, your parents sent you to Outworld, to be raised as Sindel's ward until you were old enough to join your family and hopefully break the millennium long state of war that plagued your realm
• First, you must learn how Sindel ruled and learn how to fight, training under Li Mei and one of the royal guard from your own realm
• As you came of age, you spent more time in Warrealm, participating in battles when permitted, and trying to come up with strategies to hopefully get a breakthrough
• This, is when Kenshi saw you for the first time
• Sindel had just finished her introduction of the tournament, her lips just parting as she went to welcome forth Liu Kang
• When suddenly, her eyes drifted over, and she seemed to still
▪︎ "Woah, who is that?"
• Hearing Johnny's question, Kenshi turned to follow his gaze, and he immediately found himself intrigued, though also concerned
• Strutting forward, bloodied spear in hand, you made your way towards the throne, your skin dripping, and clothes soaked, with crimson
• Sindel watched you approach, ignoring the worried glances from Kitana and Mileena as you knelt before the steps
▪︎ "Empress, I am sorry for this interruption."
▪︎ "Do not worry yourself, I have been awaiting your return, you are unharmed?"
▪︎ "Yes, Empress."
• Sindel seemed to visibly relax, and she nodded her head with a small smile
▪︎ "Good, go clean yourself up, the tournament will begin soon."
• You stood, turning swiftly, before walking out of the throne room without so much as a glance spared to anyone else
• Bloodied footsteps trailed behind you, leaving Kenshi to wonder if it may stain the pristine white floors, and if so, why Sindel didn't seem mad you did so
• He did not see you again until the banquet that night
• You were seated beside him, looking amused at the disgusted side glances he sent towards Kung Lao and the slightly worried ones he gave to his own plate
▪︎ "The food of Outworld is not much too different than that served in Earthrealm, it will not harm you."
• Kenshi looked at you in shock, and then quickly shook his head
▪︎ "That isn't it at all, Princess."
• It was your turn to be shocked
▪︎ "Pardon?"
▪︎ "Oh, are you not one? I had assumed because of how close you had seemed with the royal family."
▪︎ "I am, just..not from Outworld. A story for a later date, perhaps. My story won't provide much entertainment to your dinner."
▪︎ "I'm not that hungry."
• You gave him an apprehensive look, before nodding your head
• You explained to him the history of your Realm, unsure as to if he would know it or not
• That Warrealm was once called Idyllrealm, and that it was once a place unlike any other
• Some from Chaosrealm had came and formed their own battalions, hellbent on taking down the royal family so that Idyllrealm could be a true paradise, another realm gloriously free like their own
• The war seemed never-ending, as people became corrupt by Chaosrealm ideals
• Idyllrealm received little aid even with their good relations with Outworld
• As time went on, Idyllrealm was better termed as Warrealm, for the battles that waged on constantly
▪︎ "So, Outworld is like a safe haven for you?"
▪︎ "Precisely."
• Kenshi was further intrigued by you then, there was just so much to learn from you
• To learn about you
• He could relate with you on wanting to free your people from corruption, and if he wasn't so focused on saving his Clan, he would've offered his aid to you right then and there
• Though, he didn't know how much of a help he would be without any abilities to aid in such warfare with people who seemed to come out of fantasy stories
• But to say it was love at first sight would be incorrect
• It was more admiration
• Though that admiration didn't take very long to turn into love
• You had found Kenshi attractive, not just for his looks, but his personality and his goal that was so similar to yours
• You didn't really realize, but the both of you quickly became good friends
• Even despite the Earthrealmers taking victory after victory in the tournament, you felt no ill will towards them
• If anything, you almost rooted for them to win
• Outworld did not need any battle, and you knew General Shao did enjoy the thrill of bloodshed, he had even aided in a few battles in Warrealm
• So if Earthrealm won, the realms would stay in peace, and it would allow you to keep your mind set
• After all, if Outworld fell into war, you would almost feel obligated to fight alongside them
• Most of your life was spent there, after all
• Though to take your minds off those thoughts, you always could talk with Kenshi
• He told you about life in Earthrealm, and you told him about life in Outworld
• You'd often share drinks together, sometimes alone, sometimes with the company of the other Earthrealmers
• They all liked to hear your stories
• (You ignored the flirtatious comments by the one who went by Johnny Cage)
• It was all good and fun
• You made friends with the Earthrealmers, and even sparred with them whenever you all wanted to
• Of course, you hid this knowledge from Sindel, Mileena, and Kitana
• You didn't know if they would accept any sort of relations with those of Earthrealm outside of the tournament
• Even ones as innocent as friendship
• Though you knew you wanted more than that with the swordsman
• As time continued to pass, and the tournament grew closer to its end, you found yourself growing dreary
• Kenshi felt the same
• It showed in one of your nights basking in the moonlight, drinks in hand, staring out over the city
▪︎ "Raiden fights General Shao and Princess Mileena in a few days."
▪︎ "Are you worried for him?"
▪︎ "Not quite, I think he'll be fine. He is the champion for a reason."
▪︎ "Then why do you sound so somber?"
▪︎ "I'll miss the view here in Outworld, it's quite..beautiful."
• Glancing over at him, you found Kenshi to already be looking at you
▪︎ "Outworld is home to many of my fondest memories. I find myself making new ones a lot more, recently. Some fonder than others."
• Stepping closer to you, Kenshi slightly leaned against the railing as he looked down at you, the distant explosions from fireworks reflecting in his gaze
▪︎ "What are your favorite ones?"
▪︎ "How about I show you?"
• Feeling his hand come up to cup the side of your face, your hand gripped the side of his suit jacket, keeping him close as your lips pressed together
• The kiss was more passionate than you had expected, your heart thudding in your chest as you stepped even closer to him
• When you pulled apart, you were both left breathless
• Tongue briefly darting out to lick your lips, you smiled up at him as he did down to you
▪︎ "There, my most loved memory yet."
▪︎ "I'm glad I made the list, though I hope I won't have to become a memory."
• You huffed, pulling back from him but dragging your hand down until you held his hand in yours
▪︎ "Hopefully not."
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BENDY GLAMOUR PART TWO!!
You like to see me suffer, don't you......
I mean, you give no context, an image of Bendy with different type of this to show his glamour...... ASKING FOR A PART 2.......
Fine... I ACCEPT THE CHALLENGE, I will never let down a request no matter how weird and difficult they are. So....
Ladies and gentlemans I present to you Bendy’s Glamour Part 2:
The Rise of Glamour Bendy
Bendy strutted into the living room like he was the finale of a runway show in Paris, but in a daycare-themed apocalypse. His head was crowned with baby-blue bows that bobbed with every dramatic step. A plastic pink bow-tie clung valiantly to his neck over a pastel gingham scarf, and dangling from his fingers was a slice of suspiciously perfect strawberry toast. His outfit? A denim jumper that screamed "farm girl meets fashion disaster," paired with combat boots like he was ready to both bake a pie and kick down a door.
“Oh dear God, kill it!” Boris gasped, backing into the wall like a horror movie extra.
Bendy, with a smug flip of his pretend pigtails, clicked his fingers and struck a pose. A glowing sticker on his goggles flashed “✨The rest is natural✨” as if trying to erase every ounce of doubt in the room. The cake he had summoned for extra flair sat suspiciously perfect on the table, untouched but radiating diva energy.
“You wish you had this level of charisma,” Bendy cooed, adjusting his pixelated ‘deal with it’ shades. “This isn’t just fashion, Boris. It’s art. It's—” he turned around and smacked himself in the face with the giant foam hand he was swinging, “—performance.”
Boris held up both hands, as if to protect himself from the onslaught of pink plastic hearts and glittery chaos. “Please,” he begged. “I can’t take another day of this. Yesterday you wore a tutu and declared war on modesty. The day before, you used edible glitter as contour!”
Bendy only laughed—a high-pitched, sparkly giggle that seemed to summon sparkles out of thin air.
And then, with a dramatic swirl, he held up the toast like it was Excalibur. “Behold, the Snack of Sophistication!”
Boris covered his eyes. “Bendy, that toast has googly eyes. And it’s... talking.”
The toast blinked slowly and whispered, “Slay, queen.”
“I need a vacation,” Boris muttered.
Bendy posed again, one leg popped to the side, holding the plastic heart wand up high. “No rest for the fabulous! Now let’s take fifty selfies and pretend to be shocked in every single one!”
Boris groaned.
And in the background, somewhere very far away, Cuphead was praying this phase ended before Bendy figured out how to add glitter to the bathtub.
kill me..... this is just to weird
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✨Fic Update: In Technicolor—Ch.3: Remember to Wear Sunscreen Pt.I (Wynn)✨

Looking up as the house lights came down and the stage lights glowed bright in entrancing pulsing beams of indigo and violet--they flashed in broken chorus until hitting brighter then landing square on the positions the band members would soon occupy. And they did. One by one. Each came out to a roaring applause as the energy from the opening set carried over into the next. First was Reggie. Of course. Next was the drummer--Wichita, the only one whose name I knew apart from Reggie. Pixie sized but mad stylish, she looked like the beautiful love child of 90's LA street style and melancholic romance gothic with her baby hairs laid down in swirls, black braids that hit her hips, dark eyes outlined in sapphire blue, and baggy oversized black jeans with a cropped netted top and a zip-up hoodie that looked like it'd gone through a woodchipper.
The things I would do to have her look. To have her persona.
Next out was one of her brothers. Tall with long curls and eyes as dark as her but skin tanned to a deep bronze, he strutted out with a confident grin. Stripped off his flannel to tie it around his waist knowing it'd get a reaction from the girls in the crowd that liked long haired boys in tight white tee's. Slinging his guitar strap over his head, I watched as the brother--who hadn't taken center stage--turned to look at the stage entrance-exit as the final member emerged.
The songwriter. The other brother.
Tall and curly haired like the other but with his red dyed mop cut short, you could tell he wasn't used to this. That he wanted to be just a bit smaller; to shrink away. It was easy to tell that he liked hanging in the back away from the center of the stage. Away from the attention and scrutiny. And there was something so human about that that I couldn't help but relate to it. That anxious look in his dark Bambi eyes that were cartoonishly large. The way he fidgeted with his guitar, looked down at the strings as he mimicked the placement, then looked backup not knowing what to say.
Lips bowing open with words failing, his gaze shifted. Danced around the crowd looking for something--anything--to ground him.
I did the same thing through my first year of cheer. Wanted to throw up through every halftime performance and I bet the other brother was feeling that same sense of nausea. The same panic. The same isolation despite being surrounded by people who were there for you--people who supported you.
Gaze landing on me lurking in my corner, he stared at me for a long second and I did the same. Watched the tension leave his jaw when I smiled and he smiled back, the gesture causing his cheeks to dimple in a way that made him look even younger and more charming. All of the siblings--the ones I assumed to be related--were pretty easy on the eyes. But the one at the front had a boyishness to him that hit different than the cool stoicism from the sister and the peacock-esque flamboyance of the first brother.
Was this really the same guy from the music video?
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As I said in the other moodboard post for Chapter 2, this chapter was already released prior to this moodboard (last night actually) but I wanted to share this teaser with you all even though it’s not much of a teaser since the chapter’s already out. lol. But yeah, enjoy and I hope you like the story.
And don’t forget to comment on Ao3 or leave kudos to let your writers know you liked the story even if it’s just a little. Your engagement with us makes all the difference. Honestly, it does and more so than you know.
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hello! ✨i’m obsessed✨with your commentary on jennifer’s body. (is it out of line to ask to read it?? 👀 if so, please disregard.) you’re just so right about this! would love to hear more about your thoughts on the matter❣️
omg im so sorry this is MONTHS late i’ve just been extremely depressed this year and it’s been a bit. continuously overwhelming for me but i can’t explain how much i appreciated getting this ask!! i want to pursue a career in writing and teaching about horror and feminism so anyone showing interest just!! means the world to me!!
anyway,, long overdue analysis under cut….
TW: discussions of SA and murder/violence against women (lemme know to add anything else please)
the main points i was arguing were: the differences between the soundtrack and the original score for the film serve as tools to elevate the comedy and horror respectively while also subverting ideas of femininity, and how they interact with the actual narrative/narration itself.
(also there r many feminist readings of this film obviously so this isn’t going to look into that but it did serve as a basis for my paper/analysis)
the relationship music has with the film in general begins with the title coming from the Hole song of the same name. both the song and film are rape/murder allegories for a girl named jennifer, and anyone familiar with the song before seeing the film is given an indication into what is to happen to jennifer. the title itself centres the story on jennifer’s actual body, what it means to the plot, how it is viewed, by who, and the power jennifer has by wielding it. the title also removes a layer of personhood from her as this is not a story about jennifer, but her body, again relating back to the origin of the title which tell the viewer jennifer is bound to be another body, another victim, another girl to become just a body at the hands of men.
speaking of men, music is central to the plot as it’s a band who commits the act for fame and glory. they also sing to mock jennifer as they (attempt to) kill her and their song replays throughout the film, something jennifer cannot escape even after escaping them. and i think placing musicians as instigators tells the viewer like hey..maybe pay attention to the songs in this..they might tell u smth
and this idea is reinforced throughout the film so many times. a great and early example in the film is when I’m Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You by Black Kids plays during needys introduction of her friendship with jennifer. the song is a one sided love song that has spanned since childhood, which begins hinting at needy and jennifer’s deeper relationship.



also fun to think like whose jealous of who and whose the friend left behind in the sandbox so to speak
this subtext found via the soundtrack is also used often for levity or humour. most of the soundtracked scenes are shot at school, often the brightest, and funniest compared to the dark homes and roads of devils kettle. scenes that are supposed to be scarier such as needys encounter with jennifer after the fire, and when she later jumps on needys car, have an original score. it lets the viewer know when the humour is being set aside in favour of horror, which helps balance the films tone and guide the viewer.
but also serves to trick the viewer. the scene that actually made me write the paper originally was when jennifer approaches jonas on the football field in her very 2000s mini skirt while Scared Heart by It Dies Today tracks over the scene. it made me like. cackle out loud but also had this moment of this is really smart. it’s playing off of megan fox’s sex symbol status with gratuitous camera work, playing into humour with the song choice to leave an image that’s funny bc it’s juxtaposes what people know. why is this pretty girl strutting to heavy metal? it’s l the deeper implication of what’s stored inside jennifer, not only hidden by her physically or by the narrative, but in the expectation of what the audience will take from this scene.
it banks on people finding it funny and maybe a bit strange so when she goes full cannibal on him in the woods it’s definitely a shock but..maybe not really! the story plays a lot with what ppl expect, something horror comedies are known to do obviously, but needys narration also does this too
the one time the viewer gets to hear jennifer’s side in all of this is when she explains what happened after the fire, how she was sacrificed and the powers she gained. yet needy constantly interrupts her—interjecting herself into the story as the true narrator but also removing a layer of Personhood from jennifer just as the title does.
she cannot even tell her own story without needy, the OST, soundtrack or narrative structure controlling her in some manor and i think that’s a rlly powerful use of sound on physical and thematic levels!
okay this is kinda a random point to end but i don’t wanna keep going forever so yeah this isn’t everything and tbh if i do end up editing my paper properly i’d b down to share!! and again tysm for sending this in and for ur patience omg <33
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Printed Cat T-Shirts: Adorable Looks from 15 Buttons

Okay, let’s address the furry, judgmental creature in the room. Cats. Specifically, cats in T-shirts.
Now, if you’ve never seen a cat rocking a printed tee, you’re missing out on one of life’s most unexpectedly delightful fashion moments. It’s kind of like spotting your introverted friend secretly killing it on the dance floor—equal parts shocking and endearing.
At 15 Buttons, we believe cats deserve just as much wardrobe love as dogs (maybe even more—don’t tell the pups). Whether your kitty is a fierce fashionista or more of a nap-all-day aesthetic type, our range of printed cat T-shirts is made to suit every mood, moment, and meow.
In this article, we’re diving whiskers-first into the world of feline fashion. We’ll explore why printed T-shirts are the new “it” thing for cats, how to pick the right styles, what makes 15 Buttons’ designs different, and—of course—how to get your cat to actually wear the thing.
Cats in Clothes? Yes, It’s a Thing.
Let’s be honest—cats have always been ahead of the curve. They invented the aloof model strut. They instinctively know the value of lounging in luxury. And now, they’re stepping into the world of casual couture.
T-shirts for cats aren’t just some cutesy novelty. They’re part of a bigger trend that celebrates pets as true members of the family. If you’ve got a birthday bash, a cozy weekend photoshoot, or just want to match outfits with your feline overlord—T-shirts are the easiest, comfiest way to dress them up without overwhelming their natural sass.
Why Printed T-Shirts Work Purr-fectly
Sure, your cat could go naked (they usually do). But printed T-shirts add a layer of fun, identity, and personality that elevates their everyday look. Here’s why they work so well:
🎨 Visual Appeal
Prints are vibrant. Quirky. Playful. A cactus print says “Don’t mess with me.” A cloud pattern screams “Zen master.” Prints tell a story—and your cat’s probably been waiting for a way to express their inner drama queen.
🛋️ Comfort First
Unlike bulky costumes or overly layered outfits, a soft printed T-shirt feels more like a cozy second skin. Our designs at 15 Buttons are crafted with breathable fabrics, gentle seams, and just enough stretch to let your cat leap off countertops in style.
🐾 Functional + Fashionable
Beyond the aesthetics, T-shirts can be practical. They reduce shedding around the house, protect healing wounds (yes, it’s vet-approved), and provide a little warmth on chilly AC-filled evenings.
What Makes 15 Buttons’ Printed Cat Tees Stand Out?
Let’s be real: the pet clothing market is crowded. But at 15 Buttons, we do things a little differently. Our cat T-shirts aren’t mass-manufactured afterthoughts. They’re intentional fashion statements—thoughtfully designed and ethically crafted with cats (and their humans) in mind.
✨ Tailored Fit for Tiny Torsos
Cats aren’t shaped like dogs—and they definitely don’t like anything too tight or too loose. Our tees are fitted to feline proportions with space around the chest and room for full tail mobility. No scrunching. No sliding.
✨ Cat-Tested Fabrics
We use lightweight, soft cotton blends that even picky kitties won’t mind lounging in. The material is gentle on their fur, hypoallergenic, and easily washable—because accidents happen (hairballs, anyone?).
✨ Prints That Pop
From avocado illustrations and sushi rolls to abstract art and desi motifs, our printed tees are designed to be Instagram-ready. You’ll want to do full fashion shoots. And yes, your cat will tolerate it (kind of).
Choosing the Right T-Shirt for Your Cat
Let’s not pretend cats are easy to shop for. They’re particular. So here’s a quick guide to picking the purr-fect printed tee:
1. Match the Mood
Is your cat sassy? Chill? An extrovert disguised as a floofball? Choose a print that reflects their energy. Bold prints for bold cats. Subtle pastels for sleepy sun-bathers.
2. Start with Short Stints
If your cat is new to wearing clothes, don’t force a full-day fashion show. Let them wear the tee for 5–10 minutes at first. Give treats. Offer snuggles. Make it a positive experience.
3. Check the Fit
Too tight is a no-go. Too loose is a tripping hazard. Our sizing guide on 15button.in helps you get it right the first time. And if you’re unsure, opt for a size up—comfort is king (or queen).
Real-Life Moments That Deserve a Cat Tee
Printed cat T-shirts are for more than just lounging (though they’re great for that too). Here are a few moments that practically beg for some feline fashion:
Birthday Parties – Whether it’s your cat’s big day or someone else’s, let them strut in style.
Festivals – A tee with Diwali patterns? Yes, please. Holi brights? Absolutely.
Family Photos – Matching tees for you and your pet? That’s scrapbook material.
Zoom Calls – Who needs a Zoom filter when your cat’s rocking a pizza print?
Random Tuesdays – Because why not?
A Personal Tangent (Because Cats Deserve It)
I still remember the first time I slipped a T-shirt on my cat, Mocha. It had little pineapples on it. She gave me a side-eye that could melt glaciers—but then strutted around like she owned the room. We took selfies. We FaceTimed my mom. It became a thing.
Now, she has her own drawer.
So when people say, “Why does your cat have clothes?” I just smile and say, “Why don’t you?”
The Takeaway: T-Shirts, Tails, and a Touch of Sass
Cats already rule the house. It’s about time they ruled the wardrobe too.
Printed cat T-shirts from 15 Buttons aren’t just adorable—they’re expressions of personality, comfort, and connection. Whether you’re new to pet fashion or already deep in the world of custom collars and birthday hats, a fun, lightweight tee is the easiest (and cutest) way to dip your toe in.
So go ahead. Browse our collection. Pick a print that makes you smile. Slip it on your kitty (with love and consent, of course). Then prepare to be upstaged—because once your cat gets into character, you’re just part of the supporting cast.
Explore the printed cat T-shirt collection now at 15button.in Style. Sass. Softness. Straight from the whiskers of fashion.
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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐇 𝐌𝐀𝐘 𝐌𝐄𝐀𝐃 ୭ ˚.⁺⊹ .ᐟ is obsessed with three things: the color pink, her micro pom named 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐑 (who’s always by her side, especially at ringside), and anything that costs more than your rent. she’s not here to relate, because she never had to.
growing up, she was born with everything — wealth, beauty, and a life that always had the best of everything. she’s never had to try for attention; it’s been on her since day one. she drinks her protein shakes out of crystal glasses, flies first class, and wears only what’s worth more than your entire closet. she doesn’t need to speak, everyone already knows she’s the best thing in the room. duh.
wrestling? never planned for it, but, of course, she’s perfect at it. mariah may is the 𝑷𝑳𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑵𝑼𝑴 𝑷𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑪𝑬𝑺𝑺. she’s always been untouchable, effortlessly flawless, and has mastered the art of making everything look easy. you don’t get to earn her attention: you wait for her to decide if you’re worthy. she's not a mean girl. she’s just… on a different level. and if that bothers you? sounds like a personal problem. ✨
𝑰𝑵𝑺𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 those who are born with it all and still take everything from everyone else, paris hilton’s early 2000s paparazzi strut, cassie howard crying in diamonds and still somehow winning, regina george in full control, pink everything, because if she’s not the center of attention, what’s the point? bella dior curled up in a $3,000 handbag, private jets, private parties, money, diamonds, and the sound of people pretending they don’t envy her.
♡ she’s pansexual, but let’s be honest—she has a type: beautiful, worshipful, and easy to control. currently living in the highest condo in west loop overlooking the city skyline with bella dior, though frequents her native england whenever possible.
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Color Your World with Beautiful T-Shirt Designs 🌈👕
Who says fashion can’t be fun? At Dodi Store, we believe that every girl should have the chance to express herself through her clothes. And what better way to do that than with vibrant, colorful T-shirts that add a pop of joy to her wardrobe? From soft pastel pinks to bold rainbow stripes, our collection of girls' T-shirts is here to brighten her day and give her the confidence to shine! 🌟💖
A Rainbow of Colors Awaits! 🌈👚
At Dodi Store, we’ve curated a beautiful range of T-shirts that celebrate color in all its glory. Whether your little one loves soft, pretty shades like lavender and blush pink or prefers bold, eye-catching colors like red and electric blue, we have something to match her unique personality. Each shirt in our collection features rich, vibrant hues that will add a burst of happiness to her wardrobe. 🌸🎨
What makes our T-shirts extra special is how they combine playful colors with stunning designs. From floral patterns to geometric shapes, our designs are thoughtfully created to match every girl’s style. Imagine her twirling around in a T-shirt with a colorful butterfly print or strutting her stuff in a shirt with a bright and cheerful rainbow. These designs aren’t just about looking good—they’re about feeling amazing too! ✨
Express Her Personality Through Fashion 💃💕
We all know that fashion is a way to express who we are, and Dodi Store is here to help her do just that! A T-shirt is more than just a piece of clothing; it’s an opportunity for her to show off her personality, interests, and mood. Does she love animals? We’ve got cute animal prints that will make her smile. Is she a fan of motivational quotes? Our designs will inspire and empower her every time she wears them. 🦄💪
What’s even better is that our T-shirts allow her to experiment with different styles and color combinations. She can pair a colorful shirt with jeans, skirts, or leggings—creating endless outfit possibilities! Whether she’s headed to school, a playdate, or a family gathering, she’ll feel confident and joyful in a T-shirt that’s as bright and beautiful as she is! 🌼✨
Quality That Lasts 💎👕
Of course, style and color are important, but comfort and quality are just as essential. At Dodi Store, we take pride in offering T-shirts that are made to last. Crafted from soft, breathable materials, our shirts provide all-day comfort while maintaining their color and shape—even after many washes. Whether it’s for everyday wear or special occasions, these T-shirts will stay vibrant and fresh, so she can keep looking and feeling her best. 💖🧵
Affordable Fashion That Won't Break the Bank 💸
Who says you have to spend a fortune to get stylish, high-quality clothing? At Dodi Store, we offer our colorful T-shirts at amazing prices, so you don’t have to choose between affordability and style. Fill her closet with multiple designs without worrying about your budget! With our great prices, you can pick up a T-shirt for every occasion! 🎉
Brighten Her Day with a New T-Shirt 🌟👕
Are you ready to add a splash of color to her wardrobe? Visit dodi Store today and discover the colorful T-shirts that will light up her world! From fun patterns to vibrant shades, we have a design to match every personality. Don’t wait—let her embrace her unique style with a T-shirt she’ll love to wear again and again! 🌸💖
Don’t miss out on the chance to shop our collection of beautiful T-shirts. They’re perfect for any girl who loves to express herself through her clothes and have fun with fashion. Head over to Dodi Store now and pick up the perfect T-shirt for your little one! 🛍️🎨
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#VictoriaSecretRunwayShow #VS2024 #VictoriaSecretRunwayBattle #VictoriaSecretVideoGame #RunwayBattle
#Playstation7 #DearDearestBrands #DigitalConsole
**VictoriaSecretRunwayBattle 2** by #CAPCOM GAMES for the #Playstation7 is a sensational sequel that redefines the runway gaming experience! This installment brings an all-new level of excitement, style, and sheer spectacle to your screen.
Featuring YouTube Sensation ‘#StephanieSoo’ as a backstage host and game navigation Copilot
### **Gameplay & Mechanics**
Building on the foundation of the original, **VictoriaSecretRunwayBattle 2** offers a 2v2 face-off on parallel runways, each player striving to max out their 'Secret Heavenly' meter. This mechanic not only adds a layer of strategy but also ensures that every match is a breathtaking display of skill and glamour. The ‘Vixen’ Special move, a dazzling array of sparkling lights, is back and more impressive than ever. Dodge it with precision to keep your model strutting confidently down the runway.
### **Features & Highlights**
This sequel introduces a star-studded roster featuring not just Victoria’s Secret models but also over 20 Marvel/CAPCOM Supermodels. Primeur the runway as your favorite Marvel Vixen, including #DAZZLER, #JEANGREY, #PINKNIGHTCRAWLER, #MIRAGE, #ROLL, #CIEL, #IRIS, #PALETTE, #GRIMES, #RUBYHEART, #SAKURA, #KIMBERLY, #JUBILATIONLEE, #DOMINO, #TheBlackSky, #BAMBI, and more! Each character brings unique abilities and styles, adding depth and variety to the game.
### **Chanel – Thee Black Cat Glitch**
A standout addition is Chanel, Thee Black Cat Glitch, from the #enXantingXMEN series. Her 'BlackGirlMagic' and time-traveling abilities bring a refreshing twist to the gameplay, making her a formidable and captivating character on the runway.
### **Customization & Progression**
Customize your models with high heels that affect stats such as speed, agility, dexterity, and aptitude. As you walk on the world stages, unlock different guest models and celebrity contestants. Bring your Walking Aptitude up to the 100 Level max and prepare for the ultimate showdown at the official runway battle association.
### **Community & Competitions**
The world championship runway battle is the pinnacle of the experience. Compete against other gamers, trade alignments, and showcase your skills in front of real Victoria’s Secret models. The community aspect is vibrant, with opportunities to network, entertain, and be entertained.
### **Conclusion**
**VictoriaSecretRunwayBattle 2** is a triumphant sequel that blends the glamour of fashion with the thrill of competitive gaming. With its stunning visuals, innovative mechanics, and star-studded roster, it stands out as a must-play title for any fashion or gaming enthusiast. WALK OR DIE never looked this good!
Dive into the world of #VictoriaSecretRunwayBattle2 on #Playstation7 and experience the ultimate runway showdown! 🌟👠✨
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You Feel Like Home To Me 💕✨
Part two to Home
Summary; Eric is sniffing around you once more which causes Eddie to have some realisations. Or alternatively, the one where Eddie gets a clue.
Warnings; Jealous Eddie, fluff, a bit of angst. 18+, minors dni. Friends to lovers, Eddie gets a clue ;)
If you enjoyed this then lmk 💕
Also is anyone experiencing trouble with the tags tonight? This is my second repost ✨ Annoying as heck 😩💕
Do not copy, reuse or repost my work.
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When you woke up after the party with a pounding headache and memories flooding back to you from last night, you were immediately embarrassed.
You told Eddie that he was so cute, that you wished he liked you. Shit!
What the hell did you say to him when you next saw him? How did you explain yourself?
Maybe you could just pass it off as being tipsy and Eddie would accept that.
You had hidden his you felt for so long so hiding it for a little longer wouldn't matter.
All you knew is Eddie had looked after you and you knew he cared for you as a friend, so in no way were you going to jeapordise that.
Somehow you had to move on from Eddie because you knew he would never return your feelings;.
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Eddie couldn't wait to see you. The new Nightmare on Elm Street movie was out and he was psyched to take you to go and see it.
Robin and Steve were coming along too and it was going to be a great night to just hang with friends, maybe smoke a little weed, bliss.
Things had been a little strange since the party, he has only saw you once since then and you hadn't brought up what you said after the party so he didn't either.
There was no way he was bringing up how you made him feel, that you felt like home because he didn't understand it himself.
Hopefully things would go back to normal soon...
What Eddie hadn't counted on was walking into Family Video and a grumpy Steve greeting him.
"Munson" he nods and Eddie claps him on the bag.
"What's up Steve? Not enough babes for you today?" he teases and Steve actually does crack a smile.
"Shit dude, it's him. He's been coming in for days. Annoying prick" Steve points to where you're working and Eddie stiffens.
Eric is there, a smarmy grin on his face and he is making you smile, the smile that's usually only reserved for him.
He doesn't like that one bit. Steve is right Eric is a prick, a handsy prick who's lucky he still has teeth after what occurred at the party.
You peer up at him and beam while rushing over to him. "Eddie"!
He never tires of the way that you light up when you see him. Your expression is what he feels inside every time he sees you.
"Hey princess. You ready for movie night?" at this point Eric struts up to you both and as you leave Eddie's arms, Eric smugly slings an arm around your shoulder.
Eddie's stomach clenches and he tries his best not to give into the urge of ripping Eric's arm right of you.
This concerns him because he's protective of you for sure but this feels so much more than that.
He's jealous, he's never been jealous at least like this anyway... This is different. The emotion fills him and all he wants to do is keep you close and away from those grabby hands of Eric's.
Coming in here. Flirting with my girl he fumes. Wait a minute... My girl.
You weren't his. Sure he thought you were smart, beautiful and sweet, amazing and funny but you weren't his
Fuck, he'd like you to be though, he really would and that's why things never worked out with Penny or Monica or any of the others.
Well shit...
💕💕
Much to your surprise, Eric had decided to join you at the movies, which had put Eddie in a foul mood.
You figured it was because Eric was encroaching on your time with Eddie.
It's not like you had met many of his dates, if you did meet them they didn't last long, Eddie never really had any girl that stuck around, it's like he was waiting for the perfect girl but just hadn't met her yet.
So maybe Eddie was jealous of Eric a little bit because he was scared that he would lose you as a friend.
That would never ever happen. Still, it's not like you could stay single all of your life while pining over Eddie.
He would meet an amazing girl eventually, you know you needed to move on from him and maybe giving Eric a chance was the way to do that.
Eric's arm casually slips around yours as he sits in the middle between you and Eddie.
"Hey, Munson. Scram. Three's a crowd dude" The look on Eddie's face makes you sense danger as his brown eyes flash.
"You know, I think I'm fine right here" Eddie growls and Eric shrugs.
"Suit yourself, dude"
The next half hour is the most awkward of your life as Eric flirts shamelessly with you and Eddie is concentrated on the movie, though his demeanour is tense.
Halfway through it, you're thirsty and Eddie offers to get you a drink. Eric follows him and your nerves grow even more as you exchange a glance with Robin and Steve.
This was not going to end well...
💕
Eddie didn't know why Eric followed him, he was getting on his last nerve.
"Dude, this is going great. Gotta say think I'm going to score tonight" Eric nudges him and Eddie stiffens.
"What?" Eric grins and throws an arm around him, Eddie thinks for a brief few seconds about punching Eric in his stupid smug mouth and shrugs his arm away.
"Come on man, tell me. You've tapped that right? Spill the deets" fury fills him and he glares at Eric.
"Don't talk about her like that" he warns him who did the douchebag think he was?
Didn't he realize how special you are? How any guy would be lucky to be with you. Of course, it would help if Eddie thought at least one guy was good enough for you but he didn't.
Not even Steve and he liked Steve a lot.
"I'm warning you, man. Shut up if you know what's good for you" Eric's smug smirk falls at these words and he snorts.
"Lighten up man. She's single, isn't she? Or are you in love with her or some shit?" Eddie doesn't hear anything else the douchebag says, he's coming to the realisation on something he should have known anyway.
Something he's suspected for a while but especially in the last few days.
He loved you and he was a fucking idiot for not seeing it any sooner.
"Really, Munson you think she's going to like a freak like you? Give me a break" Eric doubles over laughing and something inside Eddie snaps.
"Shut the fuck up. I mean it" he tells him coldly and all the colour drains from Eric's face before he laughs again, cocky as shit.
"Bet it will eat you up if I get there first huh?"...
At this point, Eddie stalks up to Eric but before anything can happen he hears you call his name.
"Babe, you gotta get your guard dog on a leash or something" Eric nods to you and you scowl, placing a tender hand on Eddie's chest before he lunges for Eric.
"I think you should go," you say to Eric who gapes, then shrugs.
"Whatever, got plenty of chicks I can score with" Ugh, you watch him go feeling disgusted.
Okay so Eric was definitely out of the picture, however you turn to Eddie still pissed at his attitude as well.
"We need to talk"
💕💕
You follow Eddie out beyond pissed as he calls Eric a few choice names. The ride home is fraught with tension and Eddie follows you inside as he still mutters about Eric.
It's all true, yeah but you're still annoyed at his attitude before Eric showed his true colours.
"Yeah he was a dick Eddie but before I knew that you were in a mood about something"
He swallows. ''That asshole was only after one thing"
"If he was a nice guy would you have the same problem?" he's silent then he speaks again.
"I would if he was an asshole who just wanted one thing"
"What does it matter? You sleep with women all the time so what does it matter if I wanted to sleep with a guy? No strings, no feelings just like you do?" you snap.
He doesn't say anything for a moment then looks you dead in the eye, resolve on his features.
"Yeah, and none of them works out and I've finally realised why" You pause and wonder what he means, motioning him to finish what he's saying.
"I'm in love with an amazing woman and I want her to know that she's the best thing that's ever happened to me and she feels like home"
Oh... your stomach sinks and you're desperate to show that you're happy for him even though your heart is breaking so badly.
"Oh, that's...that's great" he walks over to you and cups your cheek, his eyes warming.
"Oh, princess, come on. You know it's you I'm crazy about" You're stunned for a few seconds then break out into an ecstatic smile, trying very hard not to cry.
"Really?" he blushes as your hand entwines with his.
"Yes, took me long enough to realize, I think deep down I always knew. Seeing you with that douchebag was a wake-up call. I love you, sweetheart, you're my world, my home. I hope you know that"
All the anger and tension has faded from your body and your teary - happy tears - as you listen to Eddie's confession.
"I love you too Eddie" You kiss him and he pulls you closer to him, deepening the kiss.
"I'm sorry I got so jealous, I'm sorry I was with those women when I should have realised it was you I wanted"
You kiss him again and he holds you close, you fit perfectly in his arms and contentment fills you. It's been such a whirlwind of a day but it couldn't have ended any better.
"It's okay, you did realise. You're here with me right now and all I want to do is feel your lips on mine" he grins.
"As you wish princess"
✨💕
Eddie marvels at you in his arms, naked body pressed close to his. The rise and fall of your breathing as you make love.
Sex has never felt like this before, it feels so incredible and he knows it's because it's with you.
"I love you" he looks deep into your eyes as he says this and your warm smile makes his heart skip a beat.
You whisper against his neck as you press kisses over it, that you love him too.
He holds you close to him, fireworks explode in his mind as you clench around him tight.
"Eddie" your soft moans drive him wild and he orgasms, spilling his seed inside you, he captures your mouth with his in soft kisses as your back arches and you orgasm whispering his name over and over again.
He smiles as you fall asleep in his arms, he presses a tender kiss to your forehead.
It's you, it's always been you. Now that you're his, he feels at peace, content.
Because you're his home, you always have been. Always will.
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I became too busy once again.
Things I liked about the 5 days I was missing #7 to #11 (in no particular order.. just writing as it pops up in my head)
1. Friends and I had a heated argument. Managed to calm the situation down and even helped mend my friend's relationship with another friend they have beef with. I am very cool
2. Joined a pageant. I didn't get picked as a contestant but I think I did alright. I had the highest score of all the boys, a solid 95/100. However the way I 'strutted' on the runway leaves a lot to be desired. It was my first time so I'm not in the wrong. I also don't watch pageants. But when they told me to "Get everyone's attention for more points" my interpretation of that was awfully different. I now know that yelling "ATTENNTIONN!!!" like an army sergeant in a drill is not the way to "Get everyone's attention". Was definitely a lot of fun tho.
3. Had a wonderful time with my friends and we vibed while talking about random stuff.
4. Took a picture with a pretty woman (◕ᴗ◕✿)
5. Dogs captured the noisy rat that was plaguing our roof. The rat went down to get food and my dogs activated hunting mode
6. Finished the 100 items math homework that was copy and answer w/ complete solutions
7. New notebooks that look like books ✨✨
8. New notebooks smell like books✨✨
9. Friend told me they felt like playing a Minecraft Zombie Apocalypse (last time we tried, Aternos Free Server Hosting couldn't handle our pack). So, I created a lightweight zombie apocalypse modpack
10. I never had this much fun playing while simultaneously being scared shitless.
11. After our first session, we agreed that us being able to build walls were too op..... so, I made some of the zombies able to break blocks and now none of us are safe. Doesn't help that some of the zombies have lots of health and good armor and sometimes get speed boosts. It was amazing to experience
12. We made changes to the music and by the gods I swear the atmosphere is just mwah, chef's kiss. Or maybe being chased by a pack of zombies while C418's piano lofi set a low standard. Either way, mwah. The atmosphere is amazing
13. Discussed our thesis concepts with my groupmates and made significant progress
14. We had a consultation for our thesis, first experience with doing so despite having done a handful of dissertations myself.
15. Received a thank you for cheering someone up. Definitely a highlight of the past five days.
16. Wrote a short story for a friend as an example of how to use Tarot Cards for story telling. It was about a prodigy wizard stagnating, becoming depressed, finding someone they could mentor who never gave up, and them being affected by that mentality and finding the courage to save his town from a dragon.
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