#mcd hex

[vanillaarts]

What?! Actually posting?!?!

Im not really part of it anymore but here are some sketches as a callback to the fandom that got me on tumblr

(G!Archie belongs to @mae910do)

[marauders-bs]

MCD MCD MCD YOU WERE WARNED

the happy is really good though

just to let yall know this is set on hallows eve. its clear in my mind but eh. ali got it but theyre also like, the other half of my brain

Regulus grabs the sides of James's face, smiling just a little. "Shut the fuck up."

James grins, thinking he might know where this is going. Or he could get hexed.

Regulus surges up and kisses him. James doesn't really get a choice what his hands do; he kisses Regulus back as his hands wins up in the other boy's hair.

They break briefly, both smiling as they pull each other back in.

-

They're running now and it can't be earlier than midnight. It turns out that Regulus told Remus, so he's covering for them as they sprint hand in hand to the forest.

"Why are we like this?" Reg asks, his smile transforming his features and sweet Merlin, James really, really, likes him.

"We just are," James responds, and Regulus laughs and pulls him close.

-

"-Ooh, and I'm so pissed at Slughorn, Salazar he has one job and he can't even do it right!"

James laughs, running his fingers through Reg's hair. "Yeah?'

"'Can't put you in a fifth-year class, sorry boyo!' Ok, dick, just admit you hate me."

"If he hates you, I'll light the Potions storeroom on fire," James says, completely genuine. He'd do it.

"Thanks," Regulus says, and he looks up at James with his eyes soft and smiling, and James is so happy he could- he doesn't even know what.

-

Reg found the Room of Requirement.

"Oh, sweet Godric, Reg, we've been looking for this for years! You're just better than us," James says, looking around at the room.

"We already knew that, though," Regulus says, laughing when James nudges him playfully.

"You're my favorite," James says, pulling the other boy close.

"I know," Reg replies, turning a smug smile up to his boyfriend.

-

"Ooh, for the first time in my life I'm thankful I wan't born a boy," Reg says, bouncing into the Room. "Mother told me over the break that if I was a proper boy I'd have married Narcissa! It's bullshit, she and I are practically identical."

James isn't quite processing. He'll never get used to his boyfriend's - boyfriend boyfriend boyfriend James is going to do a flip - morning happiness. "Narcissa, like your cousin?"

"Yup," Reg answers, curling up into James's side. "It's the Black's longstanding tradition of marrying their cousins."

"That's not- whatever. And you are a proper boy, you know that, right?"

Regulus looks down, hiding his face.

"Reg, look at me," James says. He waits until his boyfriend - James is never, ever going to get over this fact - looks at him to continue. "You're just as much of a boy as I am. Probably more."

Regulus smiles, and James will always love it when that's directed at him. "Yeah."

-

The memories are flooding back. Why can't he have them longer? Why did Voldemort have to show up? Why couldn't Peter have just done his job?

Why can't he ever protect anyone?

Why are his final thoughts so sad?

[underburningstars]

darlin, i'm falling 31

for @jegulus-microfic prompt takeout, wc 1025, violence, death, mcd, suicide

James is ordered to takeout anyone who gets in his way or tries to cause problems during the raid. So that’s what he does. He is under a disillusionment charm that only affects Sirius, Remus, and Regulus. The rest of the gang members can see his betrayal in plain sight. 

And they’re angry with him. They attack and hurt him more and try their best to kill him. It’s painful. Because only a day ago, they were family.

James kills them all and does his best not to feel anything. He’ll have time for breakdowns later. One fight is particularly rough. James knows her. Her name is Jennifer. She had invited them all to her house once. James had played Mario Kart with her kids. He had laughed with her husband. 

She had told him that he reminded her of her brother, who had passed away a long time ago. 

It feels like losing a limb, killing her. He thinks of the kids who don’t have a mother anymore. A husband who has lost the love of his life. Suddenly, his wand flies out of hand, and he turns around to see who took it.

He immediately freezes. 

Regulus is standing there, looking at James like he hasn’t seen anything more horrifying in his life. James realises with a rush of dread that the disillusionment charm must've fallen during the fight. None of them say anything for the longest time. 

Then, Regulus whispers, in a broken voice, “You used me.”

James feels his soul quiver. It hurts. The helplessness in Regulus’ voice, the pain in his eyes, the tremble in his hands. Everything hurts. James knows there is no point in lying. That’ll only make things worse.

“Yes,” He says, as softly as he can. Regulus’ expression crumples even more, if that’s possible, and James panics. He tries to think of ways to make it better somehow, his alarmed mind not understanding that he can’t, “I’m sorry. Please, I’m an asshole and–and an idiot, but–but I won’t do it again. Reg…Reg, please, I love you,” James takes a step towards Regulus, but he flinches so violently that James doesn’t dare move another muscle. His eyes well up, and he bites his lips against a whimper. 

Regulus has wonderful eyes, grey with hints of green in them. They’re beautiful, like the rest of him, and James loves them, like he loves everything about him. Right now, James is seeing all light vanish from those eyes. It scares him, reminds him of the time when he first met Regulus, and he was someone who didn’t smile much, who wasn't happy and who didn’t see the joy in being alive.

“Reg…” James mumbles. His whole body is trembling. He’s scared. Something terrible is about to happen, and he’s so, so scared. 

Regulus’ fingers tighten around the wand in his hands, and James’ stomach twists sharply. Before he can even think of something to say or do, Regulus lifts his wand. He doesn’t hex James. He knew he wouldn’t. James tenses. He reaches out to Regulus, though it’s late. He messed up. God, he messed up so badly. 

Instead, he points the wand at himself, and the green light of the damned spell is spilling out of it. James runs to Regulus even though he knows that it’s futile. 

James holds Regulus’ limp body before he crumples to the ground. He kneels down on the floor with shaky limbs and just…looks at Regulus. 

James can’t breathe. He can’t move, he can’t speak, he can’t do anything. Regulus’ body is still warm under his hands. So maybe…maybe–just, he could—

Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

The first sob wrecks out of him. And then James can’t stop at all. He looks down at Regulus, at his pale cheeks, chapped lips, closed eyes, dark curls. He’s beautiful. Even in death, he’s beautiful. James leans his forehead against Regulus’. His skin is turning cold and James clutches at him tighter. He can’t let Regulus go. Please, not him. Anything but him. 

James brings Regulus’ head to the crook of his neck and rocks their boy gently. He never thought about it. Losing Regulus. Even when everything was falling apart and James was torn about what to do, he didn’t think he would lose Regulus. 

The worst he could think of was Regulus hating him. But he will take Regulus hating him over this any day.

James buries his face in Regulus’ hair and doesn’t care about the sound of his wails. He can’t bring himself to care about being too loud and someone finding them like this. It hurts so much that James thinks that he’s dying. But he’s not. Because dying would feel better than what holding Regulus�� dead body feels like. 

He hears rushed footsteps coming towards the room. By now, he’s sure everyone knows that he’s the traitor. He should run. Hide. but he can’t let go of Regulus. 

Then the footsteps stop right outside the room. He reluctantly lifts his head. Sirius is standing there. His eyes fixed on Regulus, expression crestfallen. Then he looks at James and thinks of explaining himself. Of telling Sirius that he didn’t, that he could never, in a million years, hurt Regulus. 

He doesn’t need to. Sirius sees him and knows. His pained eyes harden and he looks at James with such vicious hatred that James thinks that he might kill him. And James…he is relieved. Because death is easier. Death is much better than to continue living and death means being near Regulus again. 

But Sirius doesn’t even lift his wand. Rather, he says, “You’re gonna live,” James shakes his head with a cry. “No, you don’t get to get out of this. You’re gonna live with his death and you’re gonna carry it with you for the rest of your existence.” Sirius is crying too. Tears fall from his eyes, his body is shaking and he’s breathing too fast. He walks up to them and kneels. He whispers, in an empty voice, “You’re the worst thing that ever happened to him.”

And James knows.

He knows, he knows, he knows. 

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[maribat-menagerie]

Adribat October '24 Light Mode ver.

Welcome everyone once again to the first year of Adribat October!

As stated in the previous and original post, Adribat is a subsection of the larger Maribat fandom that focuses on Adrien x DC rather than Marinette x DC.

While this calendar was posted before, down below is a newer version with slightly more bolded lettering upon the original black background. Featured below it will be a light mode version for those who would like to print it out!

(Clicking on the images will give a clearer view of the prompts)

These prompts are set up as themed days for those who would like the extra challenge. However, you do not have to make them with the theme. (Aka day 7 does not have to be a Mystery)

The theme days are: Bloody Sunday - Angst/MCD Mystery Monday - Mysteries & Conspiracies Trick Tuesday - Tricks, Plot Twists, Messing with the Audience Sleepover Wednesday - Crossovers or Location change Thriller Thursday - Thrillers & Suspense Freaky Friday - Swap AUs Treat Saturday - Fluff/Slice of Life

The prompts themselves for each day of the week have themes of their prompts. Wednesday and Friday are explained above, but the rest are a fun bonus challenge to decipher in the comments/reblogs.

These prompts are also rearranged into two bingo boards to give a more self-paced option. Feel free to use whichever form of prompts you like and remember to tag us here with @maribat-menagerie.

Tags: #AdribatOctober #Adribat #Maribat #MaribatHalloween

Finally, feel free to reblog and share this out as well as the original dark mode boards (found here)! The more eyes that see this, the more we may get to participate, which means more to create!

Happy Creating Everyone!

P.S. Prompt List can be found under the line!

Adribat October Prompt List Written Out

1st: Mirror(s) 2nd: Hex Girling 3rd: "Life's no fun without a good scare." 4th: Miraculous Swap 5th: Jack O' Lanterns

6th: Kill All Your Friends 7th: "Our lives are one masked ball." 8th: Rabbit 9th: Sigil Writing 10th: "Take a breath and look around, a lot of folks deserve to die." 11th: Origin Swap 12th: Autumn Leaves

13th: Radioactive 14th: "To me they have always been matters of riddle and admiration." 15th: Playing Cards 16th: Cipher Hunting 17th: "Don't Wish. Don't Start. Wishing only wounds the heart." 18th: Body Swap 19th: Flannels & Sweaters

20th: For Whom the Bell Tolls 21st: "Good and evil are so close as to be chained together in the soul." 22nd: Fox 23rd: Going Nowhere 24th: "It's a full moon tonight. That's why all the weirdos are out." 25th: Partner Swap 26th: Hot Beverage

27th: Children of the Grave 28th: "Death is a mystery, and burial is a secret." 29th: Crowbar 30th: Grim Adverturing 31st: "Please, they're dead."

Bingo Board Bonus 1: Ghosts of the Past Bingo Board Bonus 2: Restoring the Balance Bingo Board Bonus 3: No Longer You

Color Chart: Bloody Sunday Mystery Monday Trick Tuesday Sleepover Wednesday Thriller Thursday Freaky Friday Treat Saturday

[crowbrainedowl]

Mini art dump of (almost) all my Minecraft Dungeons x Murder Drones au (Dungeon Drones). Most of which being DD!Archie (Arc in this au) (I'm hyperfixating cough-).

Information:

Dungeon Drones is an au where the characters of MCD are plopped into the MD universe replacing the characters.

Valorie = Uzi

Hal = Khan

Hex = Thad

Adrienne = N

Thord = V (don't question it)

Walda = J

Archie = Cyn

Yumi = Tessa

The Orb of Dominance = The Absolute Solver

So on and so forth. It's not gonna be directly following the MD canon btw!!

PLEASE ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT THIS AU!! :3 /NOT FORCING

[isca-rambles]

5x22 Oh god I'm anxious already before I even press play. I know what happens in this episode for the most part, but good lord I'm still nervous. How people can watch tv shows/films without spoilers beforehand is beyond me. It never takes away my enjoyment, it just makes me slightly less likely to have a full blown anxiety attack during. Ah, brains. So fun when they work like shit. Okay...here we go. Pressing play. Now. Now. Oh god don't hurt my babies. I do love the fake D&D talk though. It's so cute when shows try to pretend they know what the fuck they're talking about. Hexes don't affect saving throws, ahem, only ability checks. Unless they're using a different edition, I guess. Or homebrew. Oh god no my babies. Do not go down that dark alley at 4am in the fog don't do it please for the love of god. AND DON'T SPLIT THE PARTY. Jesus. WHY. Oh god why. To quote Lucy (and break my heart again), why are you doing this?! Celina, my baby. Aaron, my baby. God I hate this episode but I also love it because it's such a good episode and it has such a terrifying vibe. But good god. Tim and Lucy turning up together. The only respite I'm getting from this episode is them being next to each other. And yes, that jacket is so his. God the 'one of our own is in peril' episodes are always so good and always so bad for my anxiety. The angst is delicious but it hurts so much. Boyd there in the background behind Nolan. Bastard. But also why did they drop the ball so much on this big bad in S6? The strike, I guess. But they had such a good build-up and arc and it just fizzles out. Weird they don't have Lucy working on the riddle, honestly. She did so well on the last one. Is Celina still not getting a hug from anyone? Give this woman a Lucy hug, she is in need! Oh god. Grey. Don't or I'll cry. Oh god Lucy and Tim. She doesn't need to ask for a hug this time, he knows. He doesn't ask her what she needs, he knows. She folds so easily into him and there's no hesitation this time, there's no distance, no longing or lingering and then separation. They just fold into each other. Her hand on his heart, his hand on her head. Cradling each other. God the callbacks are killing me. And no doubt what's going through her mind is how they never even got a chance for this with Jackson. Never got to get him to hospital, the doctors never got to try and save him. Aaron had Celina. Jackson was alone. I'M NOT OKAY. I do wonder why they didn't go after Tim and Lucy in her apartment. Maybe because it wasn't remote enough compared to Nolan and Harper, who have houses. Maybe because they knew there'd be two cops there, two guns, whereas Harper and Nolan's partners might be less well prepared for defense. Maybe Nolan's call got to them in time? I know they get their own ambush at the end with Luke, which is equal parts terrifying and badass to see our power couple hold their own. And also I don't want more trauma for Lucy in her own home. But that is a fic idea, I guess. What if they'd gone after Lucy and Tim, instead of Nolan or Harper? God, poor Harper and James. Jesus that must be the worst feeling in the world. Oh my god this episode is still so tense and I know everything that happens. Or another fic idea, Tim and Lucy acting as bait in her home? And I know there's been a good few, but I need more hotel fics of everyone hiding out there or going there at the end of 5x22. I need more comfort fics after the ambush, or in the build-up before it. Fic prompt idea, what if they didn't abort before that door was opened and the trap triggered? Obviously no MCD, just think of the Chenford angst of being caught in a bomb or trapped in that building. Lucy's little glances with Tim. Wopez baby, my heart. Tim's smile. Give this man a baby, please. Just to hold. Damn right Lucy's not going on her own. I know you can handle yourself, Lucy, but no way you're going on your own during this crisis. Also guys stop flirting as you're entering this hell building. I mean don't stop.

Oh god this scene gives me heart troubles every time. It's such a good scene, aside from the fact they're not shooting at their legs. But otherwise it's such a brilliant scene. Our power couple just being so badass, protecting each other. Tim saying he'll hold them off, which is certain death, and Lucy instantly giving him a look of 'screw that'. And the way Tim doesn't fight back. He knows she's right and he knows she won't leave him. How in sync they are during this whole fight but especially at the start. Lucy and that shield! Tim practically dragging her up the stairs and then pushing her. He has to keep her safe. He knows she's capable but he cannot lose her. And god how small Lucy looks when that attacker has his hands around her throat. How terrified she looks. Because she can't die here and she can't leave Tim on his own to face them all. How desperate Tim is to get to her. How he just grabs her entirely and pushes her ahead of him, supporting her and guarding her. And he of course forgets all of his cop instincts and rules because he has to keep her safe. There was a gorgeous fic I read and again, I can't remember by who, but saying she was his hands and he was her eyes. Tim looks so terrified when that door opens, because he knows he can't do anything to protect them. He hasn't got any ammo and he can't reach a weapon because he has her. And Lucy holding that gun up in desperation, trying to protect them both.

And Tim still doens't let go of her. He guides her in and onto the stairs. He can't let go of her because holding onto her, even just her vest, is reassuring him that she's still alive. I just adore the power couple protecting each other so much. It's not saying she's weak, we know she's more than capable. But that doesn't mean he won't do everything in his power to keep her safe. You protect the people you love, regardless of how well they can protect themselves.

I know it was too fast paced but god I would've killed to see them just have a moment together on the stairway. Reassuring each other they'd okay. Touching faces, hands. Forehead touches. Head kisses. Anything. We still have that contact between them, but no way Tim is not holding onto her for more than a second. She's not leaving his sight and he's not leaving hers, so they're both going after Moran. The little look between Lucy and Tim. I need so much more comfort fic set after this episode.

God this really is such a brilliantly done episode. The music, the shots. It's all done so well. It's just a shame it didn't really lead anywhere much in S6.

[slasheru]

Hey there SlasherDev, I have a silly little question: which dateables are "He asked for no pickles!" and which ones asked for no pickles. (PS, you're awesome)

Haha thank you!! I have actually thought about this relatively extensively:

LAILA: 1000000% maximum major percentage THEY ASKED FOR NO PICKLES energy. Not only would Laila march her ass right up to the counter but she would WATCH THEM MAKE IT AGAIN, PICKLE-LESS, and if they tried any shit she'd call the manager and make THEM do it

HEX: Didn't want pickles, incapable of asking someone to make it again, might even try to eat it anyway despite hating pickles, will definitely cry a little due to the pickle flavor and texture, but won't admit it because he doesn't wanna cause a scene. ABSOLUTELY THRILLED if you get him a replacement pickleless item. Wants to go play in the ball pit/theme zone, also

SAWYER: Simultaneously asked for no pickles as a Patrick Bateman style particularness thing AND is a pickle defender (mostly pickle defender). He won't involve you in his quest to right these wrongs but i swear to hell below that he will make that McD's PAY for what they did to you. Goes home to make you a gourmet version of your burger (sans pickles).

JUNO: Max "They Asked For No Pickles" energy also, but non-zero chance Juno calls them a 90's-style big sister insult like "turdburger" while they do it. Will be super annoying about it for fun.

TATE: Did not ask for pickles, however, unlike Hex, he will not subject himself to the eating of the pickles. HOWEVER, he will ALSO not say a god damn thing about the thing having pickles inside because he believes it's in his inherent nature to suffer.

DARK TATE: Gets them to remake Tate's order without pickles. Gets cops called on them a lot

[drowninginthoughts27]

2/9 Piercing Word Count: 725

(mcd, somewhat canon compliant, very brief mentions of child abuse) @jegulus-microfic

A blood curtailing scream pierces through the silence of the night.

Then the choked out sobs start.

“Regulus! Get out here!” Sirius cry’s, struggling to catch his breath.

Regulus springs upright in response. Bolting from his room into the center of the apartment. There Sirius sits at the dining room table, head in his hands. His body shaking with the force of his own sobs.

“Hey, hey, what happened?” Regulus asks. He’s now crouched down next to Sirius at the table in an attempt to get Sirius to look at him.

“Sirius, look at me! What’s wrong?” Regulus says, a worried look setting across his face. “Do I need to leave? Is me hiding here putting you in any more danger?”

Since the start of the war their worlds have been falling down around them. But Sirius usually doesn’t have much of a visible reaction to it all. Neither does Regulus. Both of them are so used to shutting down their emotions starting at an early age. There was no other way to survive that prison of a house. But especially since Regulus had faked his own death and ran to Sirius they had been rather closed off around one another.

Finally Sirius looks up. Blinking through his tears. Eyeliner running down his face leaving black streaks, fear deep in his gray-blue eyes. The same fear that now most likely reflects back in Regulus’.

“They’re dead!” Sirius cry’s out between shaky breaths.

“Shh, shh, whose de-“ just then Regulus sees what Sirius is holding. A now crumpled piece of parchment. The ink bleeding over the page from Sirius’ tears.

2 simple 5 word sentences. Both with enough power to pierce through Regulus’ soul.

James and Lily are dead. Harry’s the boy who lived. It says in a rushed script. The reality of the situation pierced through him. No further explanations or instructions. But nothing else put on that page could have stopped the ringing Regulus now hears in his own ears. The world spinning around him, vision going in and out- blurring at the edges. Stars filling his field of view.

Memories flood through him of him and James’ short time together.

How he used to hate James under the false pretenses that has stolen Sirius’ attention and affection from him.

How in his 4th year hating James became harder and harder to do. He fought against his growing crush by throwing harsher and harsher comments James’ way. And how apparently that just made James want to be around him and annoy him more and more.

How, one day in Regulus’ 5th year James had followed Regulus up to the astronomy tower with the stupid ‘Marauders Map’ in hand. And James had professed his mutual affection to Regulus. And how there they had had their first kiss under the stars.

How, almost 1 month later Regulus had first said ‘I Love You’ and James had responded with an equally meaningful ‘I Love You’. Holding each other in their arms.

How sitting side by side in the room of requirements they had planned out their entire lives together. Picket fence and all for after the war was over.

And how Regulus had come back to school after winter holidays his 6th year covered in injuryies of varying severity. Which had prompted James to beg Regulus to escape. To come live with him and Sirius. To which Regulus responded by pulling up his left sleeve. Revealing a black slithering tattoo that altered both of their lives forever.

James had since turned his back on Regulus. Leaving him behind, never speaking to one another again. Causing James to find a joy filled life with his childhood crush Lily.

Somewhere in the chaos of his own mind he thinks he hears the door swing open. Feels his own legs give way beneath him. Yelling starts, hexes flying around the apartment, the loud noises of things falling and breaking. Maybe even more wrenching sobs of Sirius’ begging. But Regulus can’t be bothered to care. Because James is dead. His James is dead. And he died thinking Regulus was dead as well. Most likely he died still thinking Regulus was a cruel and evil death eater as well. And there was nothing Regulus could do about it. Nothing he could do to stop the piercing pain of his reality.

[lesbian-sealantern]

[jingles cup] dungeons content, anyone?.....dungeons content?......

reblogs > likes

[peanutblues42]

The whole gang is here :)

Bout time I drew them all

[pixzyn]

Brave heroes

[vanillaarts]

I did some shading experiments and I like this look

I think I may stick with it

[quest-is-typing]

A drawing I made of @vanillaarts OC Quinn because she’s a rad little bean and Vanilla is a rad little human :)

(I used a reference because when I try to do proper anatomy freehand it always ends up in a dumpster fire 😅)

[peanutblues42]

THIS IS TREASURE. I LOVE THIS. I LOVE THEM.

🥺😭💖💕 The Gang. I swear, I need to draw them!

This is why Karl is not invited to most parties…

[morris-mogai]

Hey camz :] can i please get a nonbinary flag picked from hex (you know the one)? Or lesbian if youre feeling funky. Love u

heya Cap, i couldnt pick one so i just did both!

Hex from Minecraft Dungeons is a Nonbinary Lesbian!

[enderbot-magic]

I’m getting rise of the arch illager for Chris T. Mas and I love this idiot.