#also saw that thicc tag and that had me snickering

[janeaudron]

Excuse the quality because phone photos and I forget how yellow my room light is.

More Central back scars exploration and a quick front view. Extended the one on the right to go up the shoulder. The dark/colored in ones are plasma burns. I like to imagine the one on his right shoulder hurts ever so often, he’s not fond of people touching him there, and he flinches if someone gives him a hearty smack there.

And the front view dialogue means Jynn and Central had another sparring match and guess what? She broke his nose so massage time later!

[franklyshipping]

Punishment For Mutiny ~ A Markiplier Ego Fanfic

HEEEERE WE GO WITH ANOTHER WONDERFUL, AWESOME ANON PROMPT WITH OUR FAVE EGOTISTIC WRITER AND OUR FAVOURITE THICC PIRATE CAPTAIN! LET’S DO THIS!

TAGGING: @the-authler  

The Author was absolutely hysterical, and honestly if I was seeing what he was seeing, I probably would be too, even though the consequences of laughing in the face of Captain Magnum would turn out to be quite detrimental indeed. Although in fairness, the captain did look rather hilarious. He was soaked from head to foot, his hair sticking up every which way, and his face had gone pink from his annoyance as he glared at the cackling Author, who was practically bent double with mirth. You see, the Author had done something rather mischievous, and was very pleased with the outcome. He may have potentially narrated for Magnum’s ship to steer itself into a storm, thus resulting in the Captain getting soaked and tangled in seaweed and barnacles, simply because the Author was bored and thought it would be the most amusing prank.

Of course, the Author was very careful to make sure neither the Captain, his crew or ship sustained any harm from the stormy conditions, since the prank was all out of fun and playfulness. Well, from the Author’s perspective. From Magnum’s, it was more a source of extreme irritation.

‘YE DARE LAUGH AT ME AFTER WHAT YE JUST DID?! THERE AIN’T ONE PLACE ON ME SHIP OR ON ME THAT SEAWEED HASN’T GOTTEN TANGLED IN!’

The Author just kept on laughing, grinning brightly with arrogant satisfaction as he replied cheekily.

‘Ohoho dear, has it gotten into all your nooks and crannies Captain?’

He winked at Magnum, and the Captain growled under his breath, clenching his fists.

‘Yer not even sorry are ye?!’

The Author grinned wider as he snorted through his laughter, eyes twinkling happily as he replied.

‘No my dear Captain, frankly this is the highlight of my week!’

The Author barked out yet another laugh….and it made Magnum snap. He surged forwards and lifted the Author up by the collar of his shirt as he snarled.

‘I’LL GIVE YE SOMETHIN’ TO LAUGH ABOUT!’

The Author’s eyes went wide as he struggled, feeling rather embarrassed at being picked up like a damn doll! He frantically tried batting at Magnum’s arms, exclaiming indignantly.

‘Hey! You put me down or I’ll make you put me dow-AGH!’

Magnum snickered, interrupting the Author’s demand by dropping him on the couch, before crawling and lying on him, pinning him with his body as he sneered amusedly.

‘Ye were sayin’?’

The Author glared up at Magnum, squirming as he spluttered, feeling water soaking into his clothes.

‘You are getting me soaking wet!’

‘And whose fault is it that I’m wet?!’

‘Magnum I am warning you! Let me up! Don’t make me narrate you!’

Mangum snorted at the threat, and replied in a low, sinister voice.

‘Ohhh you’ll narrate me will ye? And how will ye do that when yer too busy laughin’ yer head off?’

For a moment the Author was confused….until he felt ten strong fingers dig mercilessly and determinedly into his stomach. Then he understood. He let out a howl before descending into laughter, already desperate as he hit out at Magnum’s broad shoulders.

‘FUHUCK-STAHAHAP YOHOU BAHASTARD STAHAHAP!’

Magnum snickered at how fast the Author was falling apart at the tickling, and kept up the digging onslaught at his belly as he growled.

‘Ohoho we’re juuust getting’ started! Ye may be powerful an’ magical, but none o’ that matters when yer bein’ tickled does it? Ticklin’ just makes ye aaaall weak doesn’t it?’

The Author flushed red as he thrashed, getting more embarrassed and humiliated by the second because of how every word of Magnum’s was oh so true. The Author couldn’t stand the teasing.

‘NAHAHA SHUHUHUT IHIHIT!’

Magnum chuckled in amusement, before deciding to dig into the sides of the Author’s toned stomach. The previously arrogant prankster was a mess of cackles as he threw his head back amidst his mirth, and the smug Captain just kept on taunting.

‘Awww what? Can’t ye handle the flustery truth? Makes sense, it’s always the arrogant ones who’re the most sensitive.’

The Author was bright red in the face and had his eyes squeezed shut, his hands now flapping about haphazardly because now he knew there was no way he could get the eight foot tall Captain off of him. He tried to retort in a way that was strong, but in reality it was rather adorable.

‘YOHOHOU WOHON’T GEHEHET AHAWAY WITH THIHIHIS!’

Magnum let out a booming laugh.

‘Ihi’m pretty sure I already have, given that yer at me mercy and all.’

Magnum smirked, and decided to move his hands down to playfully give the Author’s thighs a little squeeze, making the man yelp and yip through a flustered giggle fit.

‘I-Ihihihi aham nahahat! Ihihi cahahan naharrate mysehelf ohout ohof anythihing!’

The Author retorted, trying once again to sound tough….but once again, Magnum only found his ticklish victim all the more adorable for his attempts to sound strong. At the Author’s statement, Magnum raise an amused eyebrow…..and gleefully decided to challenge his victim.

‘Can ye indeed? Well go on then, narrate yourself away!’

The Author spluttered, in a state of constant giggling from Magnum’s constant pokey assault on his thighs….which distracted him so much that he couldn’t focus enough to channel his powers for even a second. He pushed at Magnum’s chest as he wailed.

‘S-Stohohohop wihith the d-dahahamn pohoking!’

‘Why should I? Ye always are on about how powerful ye are, surely a couple pokes won’t defeat ye?’

Magnum retorted matter-of-factly, which served to make the Author whine through his giggles. And to think he’d felt humiliated before.

‘I-Ihihihit’s nahahat fahair! Ihihi c-cahan’t fohohocus!’

Magnum snickered in amusement, before deciding to squeeze and squish the Author’s thighs as he replied nonchalantly.

‘Welp, that sounds like yer problem not mine.’

The Author squealed and hid his face in his hands, his laughter reaching a rare higher pitch as he cried out in his ticklish desperation.

‘YOHOHOHOU’RE AHAHA BAHAHASTAHARD!!’

Magnum chuckled, still squeezing the Author’s thighs with his gargantuan hands as he shook his head with amusement.

‘Yer really not helpin’ yerself, the ruder ye are the more ticklin’ yer gonna get y’know.’

Of course, all the Author could focus on was the intensity of the tickling, meaning that he could hardly think about having good manners when his nervous system was being attacked so evilly.

‘SCREHEHEHEW YOHOHOU!!’

Author threw his head back with laughter amidst his exclamation, and Magnum narrowed his eyes down at him. And when he saw the Author’s exposed neck…he saw an opportunity to create absolute torment. He dove in like an animal, raspberrying furiously amidst his teasy growl of a voice.

‘Ye wanna say that again?!’

The Author gasped, and Magnum was both taken aback and heavily amused when the Author let out a shrill scream and started babbling more wildly than Magnum had ever heard from him before. The Author was truly hysterical, and it was a satisfying sight to behold indeed.

‘AAAAHHHHHH-I’MSAHAHAHAHARRY!!! NOTTHERENOTTHEHEHEEERE!!!’

Though Magnum was very pleased at having reduced the Author to this sweet, extreme mirthful state, his kind heart spurred him to have mercy at the sound of the man’s screams. Though he did chuckle fondly down at the man as he reared up, watching the Author gasp for air as he hurriedly covered his neck with his hands.

‘Wehell, ye got yerself a real tickle spot there haven’t ye?’

The poor Author couldn’t meet the Captain’s gaze out of embarrassment, and ended up merely nodding as he rubbed his neck and mumbled.

‘M-Mhm….’

Magnum was amazed at how speechless and flustered the Author was, and found it so endearing that he almost didn’t know how to react! Who’d have thought it, the most arrogant man of the manor was also one of the cutest. Magnum sat up, bringing the Author with him and un-creasing his shirt as he replied jovially, as all pirate captains do.

‘Well, since ye apologised I think I can find it in me heart to forgive ye. Besides, it’s not like anybody was hurt now was it?’

The Author blinked in surprise at the swift forgiveness as he looked up at Magnum, before grinning bashfully and clearing his throat.

‘…..th-thank you….’

Magnum grinned, before standing up and offering the Author his hand.

‘I’ll even consider us bein’ friends if ye make me a hot cocoa.’

The Author smirked and snorted, before accepting Magnum’s hand as he replied.

‘I think I could stretch to that.’

And the Author indeed happily obliged the Captain’s request. In fact, he even went so far as to put a little narration on Magnum’s mug so that the cocoa within would both stay warm, and refill itself upon Magnum’s request. Indeed….that is what friends do.

WOOOO HOPE YOU ALL LIKED THIS FIC LEMME KNOW IF YA DID WOOOOO LUV YOUS XX

[lordofthenerds97]

Can I please have ship/pairing? Woman, 5'9, long beach waves hair, hazel eyes (my friends say they remind them of a cat), curvy/thicc (hourglass and BOOTY yo) and athletic/strong, saracstic and tude is kinda savage but I'm loyal af and got a big heart, can be silly, know how to have fun, love kids shows/movies and quote them, bit of a rebel, i sing, smart af, I'm tough and i work hard (especially for my sport), not afraid to fight for what i want, whats right or do whats gotta be done. Thnks!

Sure thing, hun! 

I ship you with…

Steve!

The first time you met Steve, you were staying with your cousin, Dustin

That was also the first time you had battled a Demogorgo, or whatever Dustin called it

You weren’t sure what it was about Harrington that caught your attention; the nail filled bat or the soft boi attitude

But you knew one thing; you were done for

He was already in a relationship though, so you didn’t pursue it. That didn’t stop your attraction from growing, though

You spent the whole Summer with Dusty and the next two summers and got acquainted with all his friends, mostly including Harrington

You saw straight through his nonchalant facade and saw what was underneath; a kind, caring, and passionate person who loved your kids as much as you did

Oh yeah, you obviously adopted the Party. They adored you, tattoos, piercings, and all. “It gives us a bada** image!” Max said. “Besides, it’s nice to have another girl around.”

Your sarcasm was a win with Steve, and you both got off on arguing with each other, though you would never admit that to anyone

“So, Y/N, what’s with you and Steve?” Dusty asked

You raised an eyebrow. “What?”

He rolled his eyes. “I see the way you two look at each other. It’s gross, but also kinda cute.”

“Nothing’s going on, Dusty. Besides, he has a girlfriend.”

That would take Dustin by surprise. So he would march out of the house, leaving you curiously staring after him and wondering where he was going. But you didn’t pay any attention, instead going back to your workout

Dustin would stalk through the streets of Hawkins, hunting down who he viewed as his brother. He would find him in Scoops, working with Robin

“Steven Joeseph Harrington.”

Hearing his full name made him wince and tense up, barely turning to look at Dustin with actual fear in his eyes. “What’s up bro?” he asked in a high pitched voice 

Dustin just had his arms crossed over his chest, an unamused expression on his face. “Let me get this straight…” he started, drawing the attention of both Robin and Erica, who were arguing over ice cream. “You’re man enough to fight a Demogorgan, not knowing what it is you’re swinging away at in the dark. You’re adultish enough to take a group of kids to the Upside Down to set the Tunnels on fire. You fight Billy on more than one occasion, taking the beating like a champ. But you don’t have the balls to tell Y/N you’re not dating Nancy?!”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Steve exclaimed, coming around the counter. “How do you know I haven’t told her?”

“Nothing’s going on, Dusty. Besides, he has a girlfriend.” Dustin said, raising the pitch of his voice to imitate you. Steve immediately flushed red, causing Robin to snicker. 

“Wait a minute, Henderson. Steve actually has a chance with a girl, and he doesn’t have the guts to go for it?”

Dustin nodded his agreement. 

“Dingus.”

Steve would try to blabber a response, but Dustin wasn’t having any of it. So he would grumpily glare at your cousin, mumbling under his breath before shooing him out of the store

“Oh yeah, and thanks for the public humiliation!” 

Over the next week, things went downhill quickly

You got involved in another otherwordly fight. You found out that Nancy and Steve had broken up almost a year ago, which really ruffled your feathers. But hey, bigger issues

You got locked in a Russian Military base that was hidden under the mall

You, Robin, and Steve had all been drugged with some sort of weird truth serum and were high as kites

So the three of you had ended up in the bathroom of Starcourt, hovered over your respective toilets as you tried to get it all out of your system 

“You know, Steve, I always thought you were pretty bada**,” you said, your brain not fully having control over your mouth. “And if we’re being honest, I was ready to jump you in the Tunnels.”

Robin laughed from the other stall. “Wow, Steve the hair Harrington really is blind, isn’t he?”

“You got that right, girl.”

Steve groaned and looked between the two stalls before making up his mind. He waved a piece of toilet paper under the divider, a white flag of sorts. When you didn’t say anything, he slowly slid under and sat in front of you

You had your back against the opposite wall, your head lolled to the side slightly. Steve frowned and leaned forward, wiping away the dried blood trailing down the corner of your mouth

“I’m gonna kill them…” he said

You looked up at him, your eyes still slightly glazed over from the drug. “Why? I finally got the courage to woman up and tell you how I feel about you, Harrington.”

He raised an eyebrow. “It took a round of drugs and a beating for you to finally work that up?”

You shrugged. “Been through worse.”

His eyes searched yours. “You never cease to amaze me, Y/N. You’re strong, brilliant, and insanely bada**. I can’t believe I never told you that.”

You shrugged. “We were kinda busy saving the world, you know.”

He rolled his eyes. “I’m going to kiss you now, Y/N.”

“Get a room, guys!” Robin shouted, kicking the stall

But you didn’t pay attention to her. All you were aware of was Steve’s lips on yours. The salty taste of sweat mixed with the iron tang of blood. It wasn’t the glamorous first kiss you associated with Steve Harrington, but you couldn’t be happier 

The door slammed open and You heard footsteps approaching. But you didn’t care. You continued kissing Steve like your life depended on it, your fingers threading through the parts of his hair that wasn’t caked with blood 

“You’ve gotta be freaking kidding me. It took a Russian Military base, drugs, beatings, and running for our lives for you guys to finally suck face?”

You broke away from Steve, who was still trying to follow your lips. You were both drunk on the kiss and wanted more. “Screw you, Dusty.”

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