#i skipped one of these oops

[kevinsbitch-panini]

fanfic friday: aftg edition

fic 1 (don't need to read in order but definitely read both)

IDGPETGIIT by psych0midget (cominupforair)

Summary: Wymack’s reaction when he finds out that his son is dating both Neil and Andrew.

Tags: N/A

Words: 1,014 Chapters: 1/1

fic 2

David Wymack does NOT get paid enough to get involved in this by the_greater_grief (@the-greater-grief)

Summary: There are some things in life that a man can’t unsee. Or: David Wymack walks in on Kevin and his boys in the Foxhole Court locker room.

Tags: Walking In On Someone, Locker Room, Relationship Reveal, David Wymack trying his best to be a good dad, But also he doesn’t get paid enough for this shit, No Smut, (sorry folks; just Kevin’s bare ass)

Words: 1,199 Chapters: 1/1

amazing fic, especially in combination with the first. i really need more wymack povs in my life

(also check out the authors, especially the second one on tumblr. if the first one is also on here, please lmk)

[testmic-daily]

Draw Mic teaching Test Tube guitar

15

[tsams-and-co-memes]

[triglycercule]

nightmare viewing the murder time three as little toys but more in like a little spoiled kid kinda way. because it would be funny and if you take into the account that he was like 6 before getting corrupted and do some mental loopholes it would be even funnier. like these are his dolls (killer dust and horror) and this is their barbie dreamhouse (his castle). they all have to stay in one room because nightmare needs to keep his toys in a toy box. the toys only ever come out when he wants to play but oh damn it they keep on breaking out!! silly toys,,, and then he locks them into the room again.

nightmare serves them food with plastic tea cups and plastic plates and there is no food. there is no tea. they have to imagine the food because dolls can't literally eat. there are food containers and stuff in the house but its all just a bunch of empty boxes. horror starts tweaking out after he scavenges the kitchen and finds a cereal box and milk carton that have NOTHING in it (why keep empty boxes?????)

they have to go where he wants them to go. nightmare gets to dress them up in whatever he wants because theyre his dolls they can wear anything he wants. it gets incredibly embarrassing when the trio is forced to wear pink pretty dresses and fight like that. or they have to go around the castle doing stupid fucking roleplays and it gets weird because theyre being forced to reenact a bullying scene and nightmare's giving them the death stare if they don't get it right (is this projection. this must be some form of coping mechanism dust theorizes)

and then you know nightmare's not exactly the best toy owner so he loses a few of his dolls here and there. maybe they get destroyed when he was playing a bit too rough with them! (killer dies in battle for like the 29th time) but its okay because he can just go back on down to the store (something new) and buy. wait no. steal another doll and then put it back in his dreamhouse and BOOM he has a full set again!! so sweet so cute. his dolls don't have consciousness what are you talking about theyre begging to be let go?? that's all just your imagination. what do you mean you're asking about the several slowly dying bodies with removed arms or legs in his dungeon. oh that's just where the broken but not yet destroyed toys go dw theyre fine its humane

[onethousxndvoices]

What inspired you to make hi fi rush overdrive?

the short answer: catastrophic levels of hyperfixation and an equal amount of hubris. this comic is a cry for help /j

the long answer: i really freakin like this game and wanted to create something tangible to show my love for it.

hi-fi rush is one of those games that completely captivated me in a way that most other media doesn't. everything about it was absolutely charming from start to finish and it altered my way of viewing art in a way only one other series has done for me before (mob psycho 100, if anybody's curious). it singlehandedly pulled me out of art block and for the first time in a while, it inspired me to want to do more with my art than what i'd previously done.

i guess in a sense, i'd been wanting to challenge myself to make something bigger for a while, and HFR just kinda waltzed into my life at just the right time. the sequel potential for this game is absolutely INSANE and i really wanted to take a crack at my interpretation of a hypothetical "Hi-Fi Rush 2" while we all waited for the real thing to come along (that original motive's obviously dead in the water now, fuck microsoft etc. etc.)

at first, overdrive was just a lot of "lmao wouldn't it be funny if ___" discussion in discord with my friends, and for a while i was happy with just leaving it at that. but time went on and more and more things started falling into place and suddenly i'm sitting in front of my pc at 3 in the morning staring at a bunch of character design drafts and 80+ pages of script and counting. i kinda just blinked and it manifested into existence LMAO

needless to say it's been a really fun journey so far, i've grown so much as an artist in the past few months of working on this alone and i'm learning by leaps and bounds with basically every page i finish. this is my very first webcomic (and honestly comic in general, i've only ever done illustration up til now) and it's 1000% me biting off way more than i can probably chew, but i adore this game and this community and i want to continue doing my part to contribute to the fanbase and keep the love for HFR alive. the story that's taken form in my notes is honest to god one of my proudest works and i'm really excited to get it out there to share with yall :)

(also, blame @batgirlteeth for enabling me. the screenshots that started it all.)

[dizquized]

FOR YOUR OWN SANITY, do not look in the tags, dont do it. its not worth it. a demon possessed me or something, i dont know.

[elliesproperty]

ELLIE IN EVERY SCENE 9/?

[qapsiel]

@bloodsalted ;; loud & deafening silence (still accepting) hospital . Castiel  is  told  Dean is  in  the  hospital

                              CASTIEL, EILEEN, AND LITTLE DJ ARE AT A LOCAL PLAYGROUND when Castiel's phone vibrates in the back pocket of his jeans. He brushes the sand off his hands and dutifully hands the little shovel back over to DJ, who promptly destroys Castiel's sandcastle with it, and pulls out his phone. "Sam," he greets the younger Winchester brother after seeing the caller ID. "Is he aggravating you, too?"

                               The roadhouse is slowly but surely turning into something they both like; it takes a lot of work and is physically exhausting, but Castiel doesn't mind. Unfortunately, the stress of tiling and painting and sanding off the floors also means that sometimes, they fight over the most mundane things. Yesterday had been especially bad — so bad, in fact, that Miracle had needed to sleep between Dean and Castiel because both had been still raging with anger. 

                              Naturally, neither of them was particularly eager to start with the next house project this morning, so they decided to split up for the day — Dean asked his brother for help while Castiel joined Eileen and DJ at the playground. It had been the right decision because Castiel wasn't really mad anymore (it had been a stupid fight), but the little jab was necessary either way.

                               "Uuuhhh," Sam makes on the other end of the line. "So, listen, he was kind of an idiot, and we're in the hospital." 

                               "What?" It's loud enough that DJ immediately starts crying. Eileen, who had been chatting with another deaf mother, comes over when she sees what's going on, shooting Castiel questioning looks. "What happened; is he alright?"

                               "Yeah, he's just been dumb and not careful enough, and now he's got a broken arm. Don't worry, he'll be fine, Cas. He's in surgery to get a fancy metal pin. I'll stay here until you get here. Can you grab him some clothes? I think he has to stay at least for one night."

Castiel gets to his feet immediately, stepping on his half-destroyed sandcastle and smashing it completely. DJ wails even louder, maybe because he had wanted to go berserk on the castle. "Yes, I'll be there as soon as I can." Not for the first time, he misses his wings. He could have flown to the hospital instantly. Instead, he has to rush to the car (after quickly explaining to Eileen what happened) and drive home to the roadhouse, where he finds a toppled ladder, a spilled bucket of paint, and scattered tools. Upstairs, Miracle tries to ask for pets, but Castiel pushes the dog aside and grabs some random articles of clothing and Dean's toothbrush before hurrying out again.

                               On the way to the hospital, he ends up stuck in traffic. Because of course. Growing more and more frustrated, Castiel imagines what else could have happened. Dean could have easily broken his neck instead of his arm. And then? Then the last time they'd have seen each other, they'd have said something semi-mean and snarky.

                               Luckily, he finds a parking spot close to the hospital entrance. Rushing inside, he finds a stressed nurse to show him the correct direction, and then it's easy to spot Sam towering above everyone in the hallway of the fifth floor. "He just got out of surgery," Sam says in lieu of a greeting. "The doctor said he's fine. Just needs to sleep off the anesthesia and have a cast for a couple of weeks."

                               "Thank God," Castiel mutters, itching to get into the room. "Can you–?" 

"Yes, I'll get Miracle and watch him today. Don't worry. Shoot me a message when he wakes up?"

                               Castiel nods, then gives up pretending that he wants to keep talking to Sam, and instead enters the room. There are two empty beds near the door; Dean is in one close to the window. Castiel drags a chair over and sits down, gingerly grabbing the hand of Dean's uninjured arm. The other is tightly wrapped, though not yet in a cast. Formerly, a simple touch would have been enough to mend broken bones. Now? He's helpless and useless, and he hates that feeling. "Dean," Castiel mutters when the hunter starts to twitch his nose and turn his head. "Can you hear me?"

[thirstyvampyr]

i have finished everything i could find on youtube and crawled into the depth of the place where u get patreon shit for free and now im considering making a fucking telegram account see if the russians got more asdfghjkl

[rainbowcoloredpalmtrees]

Poll Position

Put your music library on shuffle, then list the first five songs that come up in a poll to let people vote for which one they like the most!

tagged by: @saraminia and @ramonaflow 💛

I didn’t link any sorry me dio hueva :/

tagging: @senor-hoberto @raplinenthusiasts @longlegsnamjoon420 @cordiallyfuturedwight @epiphanytear @cosmicdreamgrl 🫶

[litrallytyrus]

look i literally don’t go here but i peeked into the hsmtmts tag and you’re telling me ricky showed up to visit ej at his college? isn’t that a direct parallel to troy coming to see gabriella at stanford?

i’ve never even seen any of the high school musical movies but man that just speaks even more to the caswen tragedy ….. they have a fucking romcom set up every time they’re interacting with parallels to a canon couple and then disney still wants to slip in the ‘brother’ word ……… it’s like they’re making fun of us at this point

[samarecharm]

I beat? The blue spark shadow in Osaka?? Before i even attempted the one in Sapporo ??

[sepulchrorum]

Do u guys think I could replay dragon age origins, dragon age 2, AND inquisition before October 31st????

[nostalgia-tblr]

in fic news i realised that i've accidentally commited myself to several scenes of jotunn!sylvie porn rather than just the one that i'd initially added mainly for the weirdness factor

[sam-loves-seb]

no whumptober fic today (oct 18) but we'll be back with your regularly scheduled programming tomorrow

you can find all the fics so far on tumblr or on ao3

[mellowthorn]

nothing like checking the timeline of a book for a fic and realizing your age calculations were like three years off lol