#treble trouble

[yourlocaltrashpandaxoxo]

Punch Out Men's Bracket OCs! (World Circuit)

THE BOYS ARE BACK! And they've had quite the makeover! Name: Treble Trouble/Joshua Matthews Age: 28 Height: 6' Weight: 150lbs Nationality: Australian Position: #3 World Circuit Record: 18-10 (11 KO) Stance: Southpaw (Left-Handed) "Hands down the noisiest boxer in the history of the WVBA, there's never a moment of silence when Treble's in the room. A loud-mouthed death metal/rock performer with an equally noisy fanbase who devote their entire lives to him, he's knows how to get an audience riled up and excited. Unfortunately, he can be quite a sour loser after some matches and that anger is often taken out on whichever poor soul is against him next match..."

Name: Rusty Hook Age: 38 Height: 6'4 Weight: 174lbs Nationality: Scottish-Caribbean Position: #2 World Circuit Record: 20-14 (14 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "This grizzled old pirate captain is honestly slightly terrifying when he's in the ring but he's usually a jolly drunkard who enjoys singing sea shanties and generally acting like an idiot. Rusty isn't too popular with the WVBA fans due to the shocking amount of cheating he pulls during his fights. Kicking, elbow bashes, ankle grabs and spitting are just a few of the boorish tactics he pulls to ensure he gets the win. The WVBA WOULD intervein buuut... they really can't be bothered." Name: Kim Seo-Joon Age: 26 Height: 5'11 Weight: 141lbs Nationality: Korean Position: #1 World Circuit Record: 10-12 (5 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "Seo-Joon's first impression on many people is that he's an arrogant, snarky asshole and... he slightly is. His position in the World Circuit is solely based on his fame as a k-pop idol outside of the WVBA as his actual boxing record would normally have him wallowing in the Minor Circuit. However, once you get past the smug grin and 'I am the best' attitude, he's actually quite a loyal friend who had it rough when he was younger." Name: William Dubois Age: 32 Height: 6'1 Weight: 148lbs Nationality: British-French Position: World Circuit Champion Record: 20-12 (14 KO) Stance: Orthodox (Right-Handed) "This incredibly talented butler seemingly has a magic touch with anything he does! William's skills as both a servant to the wealthy and as a boxer are very impressive, almost too good for a human being! No matter how much praise and attention this attracts, however, he always seems to remain humble and modest claiming that 'he is nothing more than a butler to those who require his service'. Juuust make sure you don't ruin his bowtie during a fight... It leaves him rather miffed, to put it lightly."

[throwing-roses-into-the-abyss]

the fun thing about learning knitting/crocheting as a non-native english speaker who has both an irl knitting club and also spends way too much time online, is accidentally having to be bilingual in crafts and having to constantly translate back and forth between stitch names and going ????? twice as much.

[alwaysamaritimer]

(via GIPHY)

[infamousfailure]

Open Starter: Treble or Trouble?

“Crap...” Cambri mumbled as she looked down at the once in tact violin now shattered on the ground. She sighed sadly and gently knelt down, picking up the pieces sadly. “A storm is not only ferocious and grey… the clouds may part, the gods opening the brightest star in the sky, yet the devastation still pursues.” She recalled something her father told her before.

[cielospeaks]

that group of five characters who i get really into (will update bc i will forget lol)

robot composers from dor aermon 2024

sinister five/villains from n w h 2022

otowakan loids 2016

sdc (pre iggy) from jojo 2015

fearsome five d w d 2014

disk wars kids 2014

t b l t five ~2007?

[melanieph321]

Ruben Dias x Reader - Drunk

Ruben, on his way to pick up a drunk Y/N 😅

Ruben picks reader up after a night out with her friends, and the two of them get into a slight argument.

Enjoy!

"I'm drunk."

"Yeah, I figured."

You didn't have to wait long outside of the club before Ruben's car pulled up. He was there to pick you up just minutes after you hung up the phone.

"Did you circle around the block?"

"Maybe...."

"Ruben."

"What?" He pushed the car to a start and drove away. "I know you would need me as soon as your friends got picked up by their boyfriends. Let's just call it me being one step ahead."

"Yes, but their boyfriends don't drive a prosche with tinted widows and a license plate that says "TREBLE" on it."

Ruben grinned behind the wheel. The one grip he had around the steering wheel, shifting it slowly from side to side, did something to your insides.

"What?"

He caught you staring.

"Nothing."

"No, tell me. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Well, if you most know...." You paused to hick up. "Fuck."

Ruben laughed.

"It's not funny."

Another hick up. Ruben's laughter increasing.

"Stop it, Ruben, it's not funny."

"It really is. How much did you have to drink tonight?"

"A lot, so slow down the car if you don't want me to ruin it."

Ruben did so with ease. Pressing down on the breaks with his foot, smoothly slowing down the vehicle. "Like that?"

"Much better." Your head fell back against the headrest. A sigh.

"How's Tina?"

"Ugh." You groand at the mentioning of the reason for your troubles.

"What?" Ruben's eyes left the road.

"She's the one that got me this drunk, you know."

"On purpose?" A dent appeared between his brows.

"It's not like you think."

"No? Because it sounds pretty bad."

"Yes, but she knows guys don't hit on me anymore, so she wanted to have a singles girls only moments with me while the other girls—"

"But you're not single." Ruben's eyes had returned to the road. However, the look on his face was still intense.

"No, I'm not single, Ruben." You placed a calming hand on his lap. "But like I said, guys don't hit on me anymore, so Tina saw it as an opportunity for the two of us to enjoy ourselves. Which we did."

"Why don't guys hit on you anymore?"

You sighed at the fact that that seemed to be the only thing that Ruben got out of what you just said.

"Y/N?"

"Huh?" Your thoughts had drifted. Clearly, to Ruben's annoyance.

"Why don't guys hit on you anymore?"

"Well, duh. I have a boyfriend, don't I?" This was half the truth. The truth was that you used to be a bit of a party girl in your younger days. Younger, meaning before you started seeing Ruben. Your favorite go-to place used to be the club you were just at tonight. The Varsity. You and your friends used to go there all the time at university, so much so that you started getting your own reputation amongst your fellow club goers. But that reputation remained only at The Varsity. However, your friends would bring their friends, which included guys looking to party. And soon you had admires from all over Manchester city, coming to find you where you spent most of your nights, on the Varsity dance floor. Luckily, your reputation died out once people found out that you were dating Ruben Dias. Too many people started making preassumtions about you without having met you, which made it harder for you to make friends these days.

"Why do I feel like you're not telling me all there is." Said Ruben, his eyes still pierced on the road.

"Please baby, don't be mad."

"I'm not mad." He said. However, the rest of the ride was spent in silence.

Once you arrived outside of Ruben's flat, he made sure to round the car and hold the door open for you. You had taken your heels off in the car, and so to protect you from stumbling upon something sharp, Ruben had picked you up and carried you inside bridal-style.

"Baby." You blushed. "You can put me down in the elevator, I'm not that drunk."

"Fine." He slid your legs back onto the ground. And for some reason, the way he had done it, with such stiff mannerism, felt just like a punch in the gut.

"Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook you something to eat?"

"No, thank you. I think I'm just gonna hop in the shower and go to bed." You mumbled as the two of you stepped into Ruben's tidy apartment. It was dimly lit at this hour, the city lights twinkling outside of the windows.

"Alright, I'll be right there with you. I just have to prep my meals for tomorrow."

"Okay." You made your way down the hall towards the main bathroom. However, just upon entry, you changed your mind and slid into Ruben's bedroom since the shower inside his joint bathroom had the best water pressure. You decide to wash your hair while you are at it, taking the time to wash away your sins.

It felt like you had done something wrong enjoying a night out with your friends. You understood Ruben's frustration with you being careless with your alcohol consumption, but never did you think he would judge you for that.

"I brought some Gatorade."

"God, Ruben, you scared me."

"Sorry." He chuckled.

You had stumbled out of his bathroom with a towel wrapped around yourself. Ruben was sitting on the edge of his bed, near the nightstand that held a bottle of strawberry Gatorade, along with two white pills.

"For your headache....tomorrow." He said.

"Right...."

You made your way over to his closet, grabbing one of his t-shirts to wear for bed. Your mind was less foggy after your shower, realizing that Ruben bringing you Gatorade was probably his way of wanting to ease the tension between you.

"Thank you." You turned around quite swiftly, in a way that left Ruben raising his brows. "For the Gatorad, I mean. And the pills...for my future headache."

His smile warmed your heart. "If you drink your Gatorade, I bet it won't hit as hard."

"Yes, sir." You saluted and to Ruben's amusement made your way over to the nightstand, grabbing the bottle of Gatorade, however struggling with its lid.

"A little help, please." You handed the bottle over to Ruben, who efortlessly spun open the lid.

"My hero." You said before grabbing the bottle, tilting half of its content into your mouth. It wasn't the classiest thing to burp once you finished, but mind you that you were still a bit tipsy.

"Time for bed?"

Ruben nodded. "After you."

He let you crawl into his bed and under the covers. There, you sat back and watched your boyfriend undress. Ruben draped his shirt over his head, revealing a firm set of washboard abs.

"A strip tease. Just for moi?"

Ruben chuckled, his jaw sharp under the dimly lit room. He turned the lights on completely after dropping his pants, folding the neatly in his closet before joining you in bed.

You clung to him immediately, invading his side of the bed like a real cover hog. You kissed his face, his nose, and then his lips. Ruben's stubble tickled your finger tips, however, you groaned at the fact that he wasn't returning the love back to you.

"Not tonight baby. You need to rest."

Please, I'm not even that drunk." You said, "Besides...." Your hand slipped in between the sheets, revealing Ruben's secret. "I know how much you want me right now."

Ruben grunted with your touch, your hand squeezing his groin, challenging his self control.

"I'd let go if I were you."

Or what?" You said, nipping his lip with your teeth.

"I'm warning you Y/N."

"Yes, warn me before you punish me."

Ruben cock strained against the fabric of his underwear, growing stiff in the palm of your hand.

"Please, Ruben I need you inside of me."

"Oh, yeah?"

"Yes." You sighed, your voice high pitched.

"How about I used my hands instead."

"Yes, your hands, your dick. Anything Ruben, just fuck me already."

His large hands joined yours under the covers, slipping under his t-shirt that you wore, resting at each side of your hips. "Are you ready for me, baby?"

"Yes, Ruben I'm—" You screamed. Ruben's hands squeezing your hips, shocked your very core, knowing damn well that that was your worst tickling spot.

"Stop it Ruben, I...can't...breath." You squirmed below him, his laughter dimming your cries for help.

"Ruben!"

There was a tousle of the bed. Not one you originally wish for, but one that left you equally as exhilarated and exhausted. In the end you and Ruben lay on your backs, panting and laughing. Perhaps the way every night out should end from now on.

[bookshelfdreams]

Crocheted Important Blue Internet Checkmark. Because why the fuck not.

(Pattern under the cut)

Please note that this hasn't been tested, and I have very little experience writing down patterns. If you have problems or questions I'll try my best to help!

Yarn: I'm using mercerized cotton from my stash. The lighter blue is Lana Grossa Cotone, the darker a tiny leftover with the tag long since lost, but similar. Whatever material/weight of yarn you have laying around is fine though.

Hook: 2.5mm for me, but again, whatever you have and works with your yarn.

Instructions (ch = chain, sc = single crochet, dc = double crochet, tr = treble crochet, sl = slip stitch, sl tog = slip stitches together (insert hook in stitch, pull loop through, insert hook in next stitch while leaving 1st loop on hook, pull loop through stitch & through the loop still on the hook)

Base:

co 3 in a magic loop (3)

2sc in every stitch (6)

2sc in every stitch (12)

(sc, 2sc) x 6 (18)

(sc, sc, 2sc) x 6 (24)

(sc, sc, sc, 2sc) x 6 (30)

((dc, tr) in same stitch, (tr, dc) in same stitch, sc) x 9, (dc, tr) in same stitch, (tr, dc) in same stitch, slip last stitch. Break yarn & pull through

Check (you can just embroider this on, however, I suck at embroidery):

ch13, turn

sc in every stitch, ch1, turn

sl 2, sl 3 tog, sl 3 tog, sl 4, break yarn

sew check onto the base

sl 3 tog: People seem to have trouble w this, which is on me for not explaining it well. Here's what I did w pictures:

Start here

Insert hook in next stitch

Pull loop through, leave it on the hook

Insert hook in next stitch

Pull loop through, leave it on the hook. Hook now has 3 loops.

Pull the 3rd loop through the other 2

This is the finished stitch; basically, decrease 2 stitches 2x to create an angle.

Back (optional):

Repeat steps 1-6 of the base

fiddle in a safety pin like so:

3. sew it on the back of the base

4. Realize that despite your copious amount of Internet Clout, people still expect you to "pay taxes" and "make cars that don't explode". But at least you can ban the haters now!

[sl-vega]

♫ 01; ↠ WE'RE IN TREBLE 

↳ my heart beats for you-a scaramouche smau

additional notes: 

-GET IT TREBLE LIKE TROUBLE BUT THE MUSIC NOTE

-(sorry I have bad choir kid humor)

-casually breaking the fourth wall rn

-not much plot in this chapter just a quick text chapter I wanted to write to show some more Celestia dynamics

-@adres-tia TOLD YA I'D SPEED UP MY WRITING PROCESS FOR YOU

-lol they also pointed out that y/n always seems to be going for the bassists (first aether now scara) miss girl had a type fr fr

masterlist

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MY HEART BEATS FOR YOU

Pairing: [BASSIST!] Scaramouche x [GUITARIST!] Reader

Genre: rivals/enemies to lovers, rivals to friends to lovers, fluff, crack (?), comedy, angst (?), slowburn, high school au, band au, modern au, social media au, smau

Synopsis: You're the lead guitarist for your band, C✧LESTIA and Scaramouche is the bassist of 5WIRL. The two of your bands have a friendly rivalry, but you and Scaramouche don't. On top of being academic rivals, you and him have never been on good terms. Always one-upping each other in grades and in music. Even your bandmates have grown tired of your constant bickering with each other. But when your usual practice hub gets flooded, you and the rest of C✧LESTIA are forced to find a new place to rehearse. So when 5WIRL offers to share their studio with you who are you to refuse? Of course, this forces you to spend time with your sworn rival whether you like it or not. But maybe the two of you can overcome your differences and actually be friends?

Or maybe even more?

(OPEN) TAGLIST: @featuredtofu, @levianamor, @danfelions, @thatoneswordgirl, @lolmeowing, @bananasquash, @xiaosantenna, @glxssmemories, @kaitfae, @mujiwuji, @peaceindreams, @freyao7, @rinquinq, @justpeachyteastea, @ladyninggs, @b2ne, @skyoverkill1, @scaradooche, @morallyrainyday, @adres-tia, @justadvena6, @agaygothicmushroom, @huanator, @kyon-cherri, @aether-darling, @ukinya, @sketcheeee, @ibawa, @shutingstar, @eutopiastar, @kunimix, @wonderful-worlds, @ectomotive, @yourfavoritefreakyhan, @b4tm4nn, @h3xi2g0n3

[alanaartdream]

I’m surprised everyone forgotten all the drama Butch himself created during Danny Phantom and Tuff Puppy days were coming to an end or fact Butch loved the Cosmo as a bumbling idiot husband and Wanda as the nagging wife trope gag; most often the writers & artists had to fix up his mistakes and many would would complain how treble it was to work with him

It wasn’t Timmy Turner’s fault Wanda & Cosmo became this way butch just liked playing up dumb cosmo and nagging Wanda gag way too much

Half you sound like married couples blaming their kids on their marriage failure when it’s on the couple themselves when you blame Timmy Turner for Wanda & Cosmo relationship going sour in later seasons of the original show

Luckily these characters are all fictional characters but if they were real it sounds you’re all looking at a 10 year old child causing all the troubles he had to go through and was to blame for all the other characters around him when a lot of the adults around him were failing him;;

I believe it’s more Timmy’s human parents that caused the stress for Wanda & Cosmo I mean honestly they had to care for a neglected (as well as abused) 10 year old and try to teach him right from wrong because his Birth parents were not doing their jobs as his parents

Also there were times Timmy’s birth parents were treble to each other in the show and it would be Timmy who had to deal with the fall out and then Wanda and Cosmo would try their best to help Timmy through it

Also yeah I blame butch himself for things going the way they went and kinda glad he doesn’t have as much of control for fairly odd parents a new wish

[infamous-if]

Please explain in to me english is not my first language, puns take me ages to get 😭 im sorryyyy

don't apologize its okay! Treble is a music term and it's a play on the common phrase "trouble in paradise" which is to say that a relationship is unstable or a couple is having problems

the article is talking about seven and MC's breakup and they're both musicians so I found it funny

basically the journalist was being cheeky

[yourlocaltrashpandaxoxo]

Some interactions between my OCS and other people's ocs!

Ruby and Pharaoh belong to @sukipershipper

Adarna belongs to @nesssblog

Hog belongs to @upperhug

Octave belongs to @powpowpunchout

[divineei]

modern!atwow x musician!reader

modern avatar mlist!

desc. headcanons for modern avatar: the way of water teens with a musician significant other who’s in a band. reader plays a different instrument for each character.

a/n. if this flops i’m retiring. real shit.

— neteyam. ( guitarist s/o ♪! )

he sleeps with a t-shirt of your band every. goddamn. night.

gives it back to you once a week so you can spray your perfume on it. you ended up bringing him a bottle of ur fave brand and he sprays the cologne on it every time he washes it (aka ever fucking week)

mans hooked. to both you and your music

listens to your band’s songs at least once a day. either w/ headphones or on full blast it doesn’t matter

his whole family knows all the lyrics

sometimes tuk comes to his room and jumps on his bed while playing air guitar and he absolutely joins

other times tho he closes his eyes to focus and pays special attention to the guitar while having your smile in mind

he once spent like 2 weeks watching youtube tutorials to (kinda) learn one song so he could play for you

was it good? no it was fucking hideous. was it the sweetest fucking thing ever tho? absolutely it was

always tries to pick you up after band practice

my boy would rather miss his basketball competitions than miss one of your concerts

this one time he actually tried to skip a match bc your performance was at the same time and the mf showed up backstage like “hEy🙂”

you had to call his mom for him to leave (u snitch that was kinda foul)

definitely knows abt “the rockstar’s girlfriend” aesthetic and makes it his personality. like he’s so into it

you got him a t-shirt that said “im with the band” as a joke but he actually wears it and its hilarious

— kiri. ( keyboard s/o ♪! )

comes to your house just to hear you play

she brings a book and lays down on your bed while you make new music

ADORES watching you come up with new tunes!!!!!!

you always have that focused look on your face as you move your fingers over the keys at makes her want to take a picture (she actually has a few ngl)

always goes back home humming your new melody

you record covers of her favorite songs on your keyboard and give her a cd that she listens to on her discman (she defo owns old gadgets like that)

sometimes puts her phone down on her window stool, where she has her favorite plants, and leaves it there with your music playing. she likes to think it help her plants grow

lowkey gatekeeps your songs

there was this one time you couldn’t sleep bc she kept appearing on your mind, so you connected your headphones and made your “ode to kiri”

it was 2am when you vídeocalled her to play for her what you just wrote

and kiri being the sensitive person she is, swore she could feel your affection through the music, little tears threatening to fall from her pretty eyes

it was truly a treasured memory in your relationship

until a loud ass knock on your door and an equally loud “FFS ITS 2AM!!!!!” almost made you drop dead

she absolutely laughed at you btw

— lo’ak. ( bassist s/o ♪! )

brings you stickers so you can decorate your bass w/ them

“aye babe i got a new sticker for your guitar” “for the hundredth time lo’ak, its a BASS!!!”

yeah he knows it annoys you and no he’s not gonna stop

his lockscreen is a picture of you on stage with a bunch of lil hearts he drew around you

when he goes to your concerts he tells everyone you two are dating

“you see that one over there bro? pfft yeah, we’re together” “do i know you man????” 💀

when you told him your band didnt have a logo yet he showed up at your door 3 days after, super excited and with a bunch of sketches to show you

i also think lo’ak would be really into graffiti art

so he goes around the neighborhood spray painting your band’s logo on the streets walls

“lo’ak you’re gonna get us in trouble” “oh cmon, its good promo!!”

he messes up with your amplifier when you practice, turning up and down the volume, the treble, etc. until you throw your pick right into his fucking forehead and he’s like:

“ma fault 😨”

the moment he (finally) sits still he actually pays really close attention to how your hands move

“damn, you make it look so easy” “im just good with my fingers ig”

cue the dumbest smirk you’ve ever seen

— ao’nung. ( drummer s/o ♪! )

imma just say it; he is popular. by that i mean ma boy has hella contacts

AND by that i mean he makes sure your band always has a venue to perform at. always first on every list fr

“ao’ stay the fuck away from my drums”

actually a fucking menace. tries to impress you by smashing the drumsticks everywhere.

“nah babe check me out i got it this time srsly”

rhythm left the room the moment he sat down

he even attempts some tricks he seen you pull off during your concerts, like throwing the sticks up or rolling them between his fingers.

they always end up either on the floor or hitting his dumbass head. it’s cool tho, u kiss it better (after a well deserved smack bc what did i tell u)

he’d still insist on learning so you two end up having a chick flick moment where you guide him by putting your hands on his

boy actually blushes. just a smidge

“your ears are red” “stfu no they’re not”

might not know shit abt making music but seeing the look on your face when you play is enough to make him see how passionate you are

loves being alone with you in your band’s backstage lounge

he’s so fucking extra he got his friend outside the door like some whack ass bodyguards. they’re so into it too bro

“aye keep walking man🕴️” “move along bitch aint nothing to see here🕴️”

whenever you’re about to go on stage he stays with you in your band’s room and massages your hands

makes sure you always put some baby powder on your palms before you perform in case you start sweating so you dont drop your drumsticks

— tsireya. ( vocalist s/o ♪! )

she sings along to your songs whenever they play

ao’nung is sick and tired of listening to her and uses ear plugs all the time bc he once told her to stfu and got smacked

you two even make your own carpool karaoke and scream the lyrics together on the parking lot

and she NAILS IT!!!!!

like my girl can sing fr

in fact you’ve asked her to help in a few songs for harmonies and second voices

she helps you out a lot with your vocal practice and your breathing exercises

she sits down with you and counts each second with her fingers when hold your breath and when you try your best to hold a specific note

let’s be honest here. A LOT of your songs are abt her

you really don’t have to tell her, she knows they are. bc when you’re up on stage singing abt the perfect girl, you look right at her. and her heart beats faster every time

sometimes you send her your lyrics like “what do u think of this??” and it’d be a full on poem abt her that makes her smile so goofy. kicking feet and everything

every time you get in the shower and start humming/singing her phone is ready

actually has a video of you freaking tf out bc you had an idea for a new song while showering and you stormed your way out the bathroom, wet and hair full off shampoo

“REYA PASS ME A PEN QUICK” “NAH WHY ARE YOU BOOTY NAKED PLEASEHAhH”

you had to mop the floor after that

— rotxo. ( acoustic guitarist s/o ♪! )

makes sure you are never out of strings to change

but since the strings are heavier from an electric guitar, he knows you sometimes hurt your fingers playing

so he bought you a bunch of finger protectors.

he’s a sweetheart, but those whack ass things he got you looked like this

yeaaah…. no. 💀

actually offensive he’d think you need that shit but you let it go bc he really just wanna be there for you

the actual definition of #1 fan

he’s on every concert

and i mean EVERY. CONCERT. front row, backstage, glowing sticks on one hand, phone on the other and zooming on you and only you

he goes to your house more than you go to his, just bc he always wants you to play smthn. and this way you dont gotta bring your guitar back and forth

when you’re together in your room, you get your guitar and he asks you to play some lofi style tunes

especially loves it when it’s summer and the both of you just lay down with the windows wide open and the breeze goes in and out. has a cool glass of your fave drink with a straw and he holds it up to you while you play

one thing ik for sure is rotxo is lowkey good at making beats/bases

the two of you have definitely made a few tracks purely for your enjoyment (like this)

many many many beach dates where you bring your guitar and he lays his head on your lap while the sun sets

taglist. — @rainbowsocks, @dearstell, @erenjaegerwifee, @neteyamyam, @lvrcpid, @grierpilots, @littlexscarletxwitch, @elegantkidfansoul, @anm3mi, @kachowness, @boilingpots , @lagoonabluebabe, @lethalvenus, @casiia, @liluvtojineteyam, @inluvwithneteyam, @syulangg, @junnniiieee07, @drugs-for-memes, @ilovejakesullysdick, @lovelyygirl8, @neqeyam, @ak-aaa-li, @sakura-onesan, @babyymeme, @gender3nvyy,

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[spicyraeman]

96, 28 and 43? Tav questions for Virranan

and i'm pretty curious about 11, 37 and 40 for Emra

OH! And if its not too much trouble,

Could i ask about Treble with 99

Thank you for the ask! These were really fun ones to think about!

[Tav Ask Game]

Virranan

28. What does your Tav think of Auntie Ethel? What do they tell Mayrina?

The first time Vir meets Ethel in the Grove he can tell somethings a little… off about her, but they’ve got more pressing matters to attend to at the time so they don’t look into it too much.

The second time they meet Vir has a full ‘I knew it!’ moment as she shows her true colors after he doesn’t side with her. He convinces the brothers not to go looking for her and with some nudging from Wyll and seeing her effect on the swamp, decides it’s for the best to dispose of the hag.

Although Vir is annoyed by Mayrina’s attitude after they rescue her, he understands that sad and desperate people often lash out and they still retrieve the wand for her. He does think briefly about breaking the wand himself so she can finally grieve normally but in the end, he brings him back and gives her the wand so she can make the choice herself.

43. What does your Tav think of Jaheira and the Harpers?

Vir loves Jaheria, she fits right into their little group of misfits, and her insightfulness and sense of humor are something that he can relate to. Her calm and levelheaded nature is also something that Vir appreciates, especially as things get more hectic and they need someone to knock some sense into them.

96. Does Lae'Zel remain loyal to Vlaakith, or does she follow Orpheus? Or neither?

In Vir’s canon, Lae’zel renounces Vlaakith and leaves to join the revolution with Voss and Orpheus.

After the first meeting with Voss, it's something that looms over their relationship - Lae’zel is leaving (whether she truly wants to or not) and there is a very real possibility she might not come back, but it's far safer for everyone if she does, no matter how much it hurts.

Emra

11. What goes through your Tav's head when they wake up on the Nautiloid? Are they scared or do they push those feelings aside to focus on escaping?

He’s not particularly scared, maybe more annoyed than anything. This isn't the first time Emra’s woken up in a (very) sticky situation like this and it probably won't be the last. He’s quick to push through and try to get the fuck off the ship and preferably out of literal hell.

37. Did your Tav go to Creche Y'llek? Did they know something was up with the healer?

He did. He didn’t want to, he left his people behind decades ago and had no intention of ever returning to them, but he knew there was no other way to shake Lae’zel’s unwavering loyalty to her people.

The moment they enter the Ghustil’s office Emra already knows how this is going to end. He’s been around long enough to know that the Githyanki’s only cure for a ghaik parasite is death, and if they did have another cure it sure as hell wouldn’t be at some backwater creche. He still lets Lae’zel get into the zaith'isk though, her faith is far too strong for her to get the reality of the situation without some direct consequences.

40. Did your Tav agree to kill the Guardian or did they go talk to them instead?

Emra had no intention to kill the Guardian, but getting a direct order from Vlaakith herself pretty well guaranteed the Guardian's life out of spite alone.

Treble

99. Did Wyll get freed from Mizora? Did he save his father?

Getting Wyll out from under Mizora’s thumb was Treble’s top priority as soon she learned about his contract. Freedom is incredibly important to her so there wasn't a chance in the hells that she was gonna let a good man like Wyll be stuck doing a fiend's bidding.

As for Ulder Ravengard, Treble’s opinion of him is… less than favorable, but keeping him alive is clearly important to Wyll so when they find him in The Iron Throne she makes sure he gets out safely.

[fuzzkaizer]

Rosac - Nu Wa Fuzz

"Made in Bakersfield, California ca.1969-70, ... Designed by Ed Sanner of Mosrite, who was previously responsible for the ornery yet iconic Fuzzrite. Mosrite went under around 1969 and Rosac emerged from the ashes. There was a Nu Wa and a Nu Fuzz as well. This model simply combined the two circuits. It has two batteries, as they simply transplanted two individually gooped 9v “modules”, one from the Nu Fuzz, one from the Nu Wa, into one housing. They are the pink rectangles in the photos. If something goes wrong, one is in trouble, but this example is still operational. The silicon fuzz circuit apparently differs from the earlier Fuzzrite by having a tone control replacing the balance (fuzz) control. The tone control is very effective, seemingly padding out the low end on the bassier settings and getting more typical Fuzzrite treble unpleasantness when turned up. With the wah also boosting treble, there are lots of options - just don’t expect the wah to “quack” so much. The Wa circuit has no inductor, so is necessarily fairly low key. The company more or less admits this by pimping it as a treble booster in the instructions."

cred: instagram.com/humphreybarclay

[cielospeaks]

one thing i just noticed is the b4-5-6 set is that kasumi hrid laegy snap in different ways/have a “corrupted” form of some kind

in b4 hrid becomes a rokkr because of his lingering guilt over the things that happened to his homeland as well as his wariness

in b5 laegy temporarily gets consumed by the flame of muspell bc of her self-conscious wishes for a more ideal self

in b6 kasumi fking snaps and nearly beats elm to death out of frustration and loneliness

[megaman-fluffcanons]

Heyo. Could i get some lazy day/day off HCs for Bass?

*Bass doesn’t really get many days to do whatever he wants

*most of the time, he’ll just find something to do with Treble

*whether it’s just relaxing/resting, or going out and causing some kind of trouble (most likely messing with/pestering Mega Man)

*he’s really not too sure what to do on days off/lazy days, since he’s usually busy doing something

*though occasionally he’ll play video games he finds lying around, or catch up on something he caught a glimpse of some time ago, if he can find it