#more tanner

[doeblossom]

more shipping with @whirlwindflux's characters. surfer dudes bromance... bro...........

i dont usually have characters that im comfortable shipping just for funsies, but tanner and percy have been very good candidates!

[skialdi]

Day 1 | Padawan

I’m a little late but here is my contribution for Starwarstober 2022

[brionbroadway]

caldwell went on game changer and did crimes. as expected.

[loveundrwrld]

omg hiiiii i love ur writing smm <33 could i ask for a scenario of tanner x male reader where reader was super shy when he was bullied but years later tanner finds out he's somehow become a badass gang leader who wouldn't hesitate to beat his ex-bully up... i wonder what tanner's reaction would be to that hehe

also can i be 💖 anon? once again thank u <33

how sweet of you to say, thank you!! and to both your questions- yes, you may :) 💖 anon you shall be!

i will say, in his intro, seeing his darling act so reclusive and anxious after high school was what triggered him to rethink his actions- he wouldn't be quite as submissive towards him at first with his darling if he didn't go through that revelation. so tanner is a bit bitchy here since the "why is y/n acting like that"-> "oh no i've hurt him bad haven't i"-> "i'm in LOVE with him" process hasn't happened here.

thus, tanner is still in denial here :p and not as patient with his darling as he typically is

---

yandere ex-bully x gang leader male reader

(cws: violence (not against reader), organized crime, bullying, yandere is victim blaming, stalking)

tanner thought about you more often than he would ever care to admit. the shy, nervous boy he met in school who would cower from him like a scared puppy. something about you just made his hackles rise- he felt strange every time he'd seen you mumble and blush around him.

the strange feeling was annoyance, surely. you had been asking for attention, looking and acting the way that you did. you were always so shy and deferential around other people, always going along with being the butt of the joke. it was only natural that you were picked on a little.

but he'd matured since high school. he knew that bothering people and playing pranks on them was immature, no matter if you were basically asking for it. and if he'd seen you now he's sure you two would be polite and civil. you'd simply laugh and agree with him that he was a dick, and then you two could be best friends.

... or something. it wasn't like he thought about what meeting you again would be like.

and it was normal for people that went to the same high school to want to be curious about what their fellow past classmates had been up to, so he'd done some simple digging on you out of curiousity. nothing out of the ordinary. but you'd seem to have gone completely off the map, he'd not been able to find anything about you.

he was agitated that he couldn't learn more. he was worried for your safety, was all. i mean, you never posted anything online. for all he knew you could be dying or something. it was natural that he'd feel anxious right now.

but, he simply had to give up. he'd been trying to approach it from different angles, but he'd accepted that he'd reached a dead end.

except... until now. he was idly slouched over on the couch in front of his television, the news on as background noise. then, he perked up when he saw a familiar face come up on the screen.

it was your face that was glaring into the camera with a look of pure hatred, one that you certainly didn't have when he knew you.

good lord, what the hell happened to you?

"suspected gang activity in eastcliff- residents beware," the graphic read at the bottom of the screen.

he rushed to his laptop, wanting to check the arrest records for your shared state. he hadn't even considered this when he was looking up where you had been, it would have never have occurred to him that you would have gotten yourself in that much trouble.

and once the full report had loaded up? yes, it seemed that you actually were a criminal. you were arrested on a few charges but they got mysteriously dropped due to "unforeseen circumstances."

you hadn't been convicted of any felony charges yet, but he could tell that you were indeed involved in organized crime... somehow. and quite awfully high up in it, if you had corrupt police officers helping you escape any justice at all. it would have seemed like a laughable idea to him before, but he couldn't argue with what was right in front of him.

tanner scrunched his face up, his mind feeling blank from shock. how could this have happened? how could someone like you end up with such an... exciting life? how could you have turned out even more dangerous than him? his mouth felt dry, as a sense of bitterness seeped into him.

he didn't even know how to see what you were up to, to see why you turned out the way you did. surely you must have been forced into it. you couldn't have changed so much so fast otherwise. you were just a puppet with a nice face for the real people on top, obviously.

he felt a bit of bitter agitation, and tapped his leg as he thought. he couldn't live his whole life in mystery. he needed to know more about you.

there was one thing he could try...

---

it seems that his gambit to getting information about you had got your attention.

though, nothing could have prepared him from seeing you in front of him. you glared at him fiercely, your face so close to his that he felt your hot breath on his skin.

the eyes that used to be wide and quivering when you were younger were now narrowed and sharp. all he could see was the ice cold rage on your face. it was disorienting, to you someone shift into such a completely different person that you were nearly unrecognizable.

from a little puppy of a boy... to a fearsome wolf.

"of all the things you could do, tanner, you called my mother? don't you dare fuck with her," you growled at him, tugging hard at his shirt.

since when did you get balls? he felt that bubbling uneasy feeling he used to get whenever you were around him... only this time, it was stronger. he didn't like how this new you was effecting him.

you seemed much more dangerous than he was... and he didn't like it. wasn't it him who used to intimidate you? whatever happened to that?

he tried to laugh back at you, trying to stuff away any strange urges his brain was throwing at him.

"oh, come on- y/n, fuck with her? you're acting like i was trying to hurt her or something. i just called her. listen i know i was kind of a dick but really, you're making me out as the bad guy here and-"

you clocked him, hard on his temple. tanner stopped rambling and let out a small groan, the sharp throbbing pain causing him to fall down to one knee.

he opened his mouth to talk, but before he could say anything, you were already leaning down in his face.

"i don't want to hear from you ever again, you piece of shit. don't call or talk to me or my mother if you want all of your limbs intact. you may not know this, but i'm a big deal around here now. do not fuck with me," you say, your voice thick with anger.

for some reason... it felt like sparks and butterflies were running through him. something snapped inside his brain, connecting things. it occurred to him sudden why he had always felt so strange about you, why he was so obsessed with you.

you were hot. and this new you? strangely, he didn't dislike it at all.

"... got it," he said, breathily.

though, he didn't intend on keeping his promise.

[foolsocracy]

reef ily reef

[heytherecentaurs]

Fucking incredible episode of Game Changer tonight. Love the artist crew coming through with some fun cameos thrown in. The tramp stamps. Brennen Lee Mulligan appearance. Really good stuff. Love Caldwell, Kiana and Nathan. As a huge fan of Naddpod (on which Nathan has been a guest several times) and Drawfee (on which Kiana has appeared as a guest) this was really great.

Really this episode has Caldwell at its nucleus because he worked at CollegeHumor, started Drawfee with Nathan, is a PC on Naddpod and worked with Kiana as a storyboard artist on Big City Greens.

[the-nothing-maker]

Hades Game 1 use of heavy black lines/areas... You live fondly in my memory...

[soupforsoup]

Robby's little face when he perfectly executes that artistic ass roundoff layout like yes you're in your villian arc girlie but in spite of everything you fucking Did That and you're so so proud of yourself

[quicklings]

gotta put all the notoriously bad rollers in a campaign one day - brian murphy, caldwell tanner, matt mercer. monet x change is there as a wild card.

[poppinspops]

Treech dating headcannons

My opinions on how treech would be like in a relationship, in and out of the hunger games, meaning lamina didn't get picked!

kiss me is playing rn, It's so his song yall Trust!

Um... accidentally made a bit of a fanfic rather then a headcannon oneshot... oops??

Warnings: none really just bad Grammer and maybe spelling mistakes as it's like almost 1am and I'm too tired to look over this

before the hunger games back in D7

Treech and you met in grade school back when treech talked a whole lot more

Treech definitely was a big talker up until he hit twelve years old. He hardened a bit more and started working, being pulled out of school like a lot of kids his age usually did, like how you did.

You two shared your first kiss in a tree at the ripe age of twelve, that's when treech finally seemed to get what his father and mother would always tell him about meeting the right girl, how he'd want to cherish and protect her from everything and everyone

Just like how he felt right now looking at you with his small hands on yours, beet red in the cheeks just looking at you

Looking away as he thought back on his father's words, he now understood him better to a point still he couldn't fully grasp the whole thing but all that mattered to him was making you smile that big smile you always did when he made silly faces or when he picked up big logs of wood (not very big but still)

"Treech, when you meet the right girl-" his father started, but treech interrupted him like always his face scrunched up in disgust likr how boys usually acted when on the topic of girls at twelve "EW! I don't need a girl!" But treechs father just laughed at his son before continuing ruffling treechs hair a bit as the boy huffed. "You'll want to change to protect her. You'll want to spend every waking moment with her... you'll understand when your older" treech looked up at his dad with confusion, not quite understand what he meant in that moment

You worked for your father's lumber yard people sold you wood for coins, your father usually was there working the shop as you carved small little trinkets in the corner of the shop, treech would come in and sell the wood he had. Most of the time, if he had any free time in that moment, he'd come and sit next to you, watching you carve a small bird. He watched you intently smiling at your flustered face when you couldn't get the angle just right admiring your features from. The chair

When he relized his feelings for you after that kiss he started working not long after, his parents like many others pulling him out of school to go and chop wood for a living a 'lumberjack' was what you called him

And soon after he started callin you 'carver' for your wood carvings

He didn't speak much after that kiss but he seemed to spend every second of his free time to just stay by your side, even going as far as to put your shoes back on your feet when you'd take them off to run in a lake, making you blush and look away thanking him under your breath missing his slight smirk and dark eyes looking at you like you where his whole world.

He knew what his father truly meant by and even more wanting to devote himself to her and wanting for you to do the same for him.

It has taken a few years but finally you two got together when you were fourteen when you couldn't take it anymore and had run up to treech one day in the rain taking him by the shoulders and screaming your feelings at him.

You two where almost inseparable, it made your father smile as he saw you happily chatting away with your lover boy at the counter though he did always have to walk over and tell you to get back to work cuz chatting away with your lumberjack ain't making money you'd sigh and kiss treechs cheek before waving bye to him watching him quickly walk out the door ears slightly red.

The reapings and meeting the tributes

You had heared the man from the capital you couldn't remeber his name buy you did know that his clothes looked expensive, making you grit your teeth at how he smiled whilst talking about a literal death game they forced children to participate and die in.

You stood still as he called the female tribute first

The man on the stage cleared his mouth as he spoke Into the sqeaky mic flinching back a little at the noises the mic made before saying the female tribute of your district "Lamina" He spoke into the mic making your head spin around to a girl that was shaking like a leaf. She was a red haired girl just a year younger then you making you bit your lip as she shakingly walked out of the line the girls all stood in slowly walking up the dirt path looking around until her eyes met your own making you gulp before speaking up impulsively "i.. Lamina! I volunteer as tribute!" You hadn't thought that through at all. All you were thinking about were those scared eyes knowing she wouldnt last long in the arena or at least you thought she wohldnt, you didnt get to see the relieved look lamina had before you were grabbed and dragged onto the stage not getting the chance to walk your feet being dragged in the dirt the man in the fancy outfit looking surprised at you before coughing a bit and continuing

treechs' name got called soon after everyone was done being shocked at your 'stunt' or rather your act of compassion and pure kindness. You felt a tear drop down your cheek as you stared over at him from the other side of the stage, accidentally catching him looking at you with a terrified but also almost angry look

Treech didn't get the chance to say anything

You two where sitting in the old dirty train, your back against treechs front as you let tears fall down your cheeks at the situation you had just out yourself in.. almost regretting your choice to volunteer, almost.

Treech gad helped you out of the cattle car holding out his hand for you to use to hop out of the cattle car, he made sure you stuck to his side not letting his guard down looking around as the other tributes got out of the other parts of the cattle train or whatever you two had just been sitting for hours on.

You looked around and caught the gaze of a little girl and a boy next to her that only had one arm you waved at them the girl waving at you with a smile as the boy only nodded at you

Treech only stared at the others, not saying a word as he held your waist, tightening his grip when the Capitol guards would come too close to him and you

You two got ushered into another car along with the other district tributes, though you here seated next to the one-eyed boy from District 10. He'd been staring at you with his one eye his gaze harsh like he was trying to see if you where good enough to him the whole ride making you gulp and look away eyes back on treech and the District boy that snuck on the cart for who knows what

You had smirked when the boy had been pinned to the car wall by the tall boy named reaper, you already liked reaper you two had said a few sentences to each other 'surved him right capital filth.' You had thought as you clapped gleefully at this, treech gave you a look smirking. You two hadn't noticed that you both had caught the attention of a certain red-haired tribute

Okay ima end it here. My hand hurts, but umm.. may do a part two if yall want one anyways I accidentally made a fic instead of a headcannon, my bad..

[larsnicklas]

game three puck ➡️ okie

[crazycriter]

Thinking about what the tbosas tributes would be like if they went to a british secondary school... headcannons coming your way, right now.

Tanner!!!

Lucy Gray!!

Brandy!!

Treech!!

Lamina!!

Coral!!

also this is completely based on this photo of hiroki & irene where i thought they looked like they were on a school trip LMAO

[stone-stars]

this is the followup to these two clips in which emily continues to be perplexed by murph's ability to anticipate her reactions to things <3

Transcript:

Caldwell: Was there anything that you wanted to see that wasn't in there? Maybe for-- for next time? Emily: No, it was perfect. Caldwell: (laughs) Okay. Emily: Start to finish. In fact there were-- there were moments-- Murph: You started-- I would love to relive that moment when you first found out that you were gonna be in the opera and you burst into tears. [Caldwell laughs.] Murph: I didn't get a video of it and I... am so devastated. Emily: I can't believe-- I can't believe that you knew that I was about to cry. Because, it was like tears were like-- I've never felt that in my life before, where tears were like rushing up from god knows where, maybe from my bladder? I don't know how bodies work. Caldwell: Yeah. Emily: I felt a rush of tears coming into my eyes, and I didn't even like-- and Murph just looked at me and was like "Emily's gonna cry." And I was like, "how does he know?" [Murph and Caldwell laugh.] Caldwell: We should be clear, you did pee though. Emily: Yes. Well I-- Yeah. I-- Caldwell: Yeah. Murph: If Caldwell had told me ahead of time what this was, I could have told him that you would cry. [Caldwell laughs.] Emily: Really? Murph: For sure. Caldwell: I tol-- I mean I sent y'all a text that said I have a Final Fantasy gamebook for you. Murph: I didn't know you were gonna have her sing the opera! [Caldwell laughs.]

[emiko-matsui]

band of boobs as 2023 met gala looks

Beverly

Hardwon

Moonshine

[automatonknight]

id: a digital drawing of will nutter and tanner texas from lisa: the hopeful. will is on the left, doing his signature pose. he's crouching with one leg out-stretched, one hand is on his hip and the other is pointing forward. he's grinning. tanner stands on the right. one of his arms is hanging at his side, while he's pulling at his belt with the other. the background is an off-white. end id

[m00nblune]

if I had a nickel for everytime I saw an animated wasian character with blue eyes and dark blue or black hair I'd have 3 nickels. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened thrice.