i'm terrible at these games

I don’t have anyone to play co-op with for Cuphead, so I don’t really get to see Mugman all that much. It’s kind of a shame that he only really appears for the cutscenes and during Co-Op play. I don’t know how much having a CPU would affect gameplay, but sometimes I wish you could at least switch between which character you want to play as. Still, it does give me this funny image that when there’s no second player, Mugman is just kind of on the sidelines off-screen, maybe carrying all the contracts, and also cheering Cuphead on while Cuphead gets his teeth kicked in by whichever boss they’re battling next.

Listen, Joe Cuppa literally has his own special lol

I jest but tbh i technically drew this bc i wanted to see it happen.

Iggy Stardust and the Recipehs from Insomnia




Bonus Prompto and Noct FreakingTheFuckOut™ now that they’ve discovered Iggy’s secret alter ego and corresponding double life.

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            we’re hell raisin’ and we don’t need savin’
                              ‘cause there’s no  s a l v a t i o n  for a bad girl

Drinking Games (2500 Follower Giveaway Fic #21)

For @ahn-juhl-ras, who requested a fic based on this prompt: Imagine that your OTP are enemies of some sort and are fighting furiously and Person A is trying to scream “fuck you” and “fight me” at the same time and ends up screaming “fuck me” really loud at Person B in front of all their friends and it gets really quiet until Person B goes ‘why not’ and kisses A. Turns out they liked each other all along and fluff ensues and their friends just go “FINALLY”.”

And, well, kind of, if you use “based on” loosely.

E/R, Modern AU, developing relationship, all of the shenanigans.

Courfeyrac propped himself up on his elbows and fluttered his eyelashes at Enjolras, who pulled his laptop closer and did his best to ignore him. “Enjy,” Courfeyrac said in a sing-song voice, sticking his bottom lip out in a pout. “You can’t spend all night on your laptop. Come play with us.”

“Firstly, I can in fact spend all night on my laptop if I want,” Enjolras said. “And secondly, I’m not playing King’s Cup with Combeferre ever again. You know that Rule Master goes to his head.”

As if to reinforce Enjolras’s point, across the room, Combeferre pointed at Grantaire and exclaimed triumphantly, “You didn’t say it! You have to drink!”

Grantaire gave Combeferre the finger but willing drained his red Solo cup, and Courfeyrac shrugged as he gave Enjolras his most winning smile. “Yeah, but we’re done with King’s Cup now, and Combeferre is only enforcing one specific rule for the rest of the evening, and only because Grantaire told him that he didn’t give a flying fuck if he was Rule Master so he’s being punished.”

Enjolras considered that for a moment. “Fair.” He frowned at Courfeyrac. “So if you’re not playing King’s Cup anymore, what exactly are you trying to convince me to play?”

“Just a little game I like to call…Spin the bottle.”

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