#franticfanfic

[moosemonstrous]

FranticFanfic #3: Legendary Shakes

FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: Robbie Reyes, Eli Morrow WRITERS: @cicada-candy, @moosemonstrous, bluerose RATED ALL AGES

Made with FranticFanfic! No edits, posting as is :)

(If you want to join in on one of these, give me a shout! I'll let you know next time we get one going!)

If they could agree on anything, it would Never be the menial necessary aspects of everyday life. The black, growling dodge charger rolled into the skinny drive-thru lane, its occupants' sights set on one thing: Extreme Caffination in the wee hours of the morning.

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'I want to try the one with a skull.'

Robbie glanced at his own expression in the rearview mirror. With nobody else around, he could sometimes see Eli in the reflection rather than his own face, but all he got this time was a reminder he hasn't had a good night's sleep in several days. The bags under his eyes were beginning to turn purpleish.

"I'm not paying an extra two dollars just to have a Monster poured into my coffee," he gritted out. They were next in the queue to the drive-through - he would rather get this sorted before Eli tried to take over while he's ordering.

'You're the most boring fucker on the planet, did you know that? Get the goddamn skull coffee, live a little. Jesus.'

"Why the hell are you so set on this? It's just a different cup, and an energy drink."

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"Future coffee's the only interesting thing in your life right now," Eli replied.

"It's expensive, and I could make it at home," Robbie persisted. "Half of these cost enough to buy three black coffees from somewhere else."

"It's got a skull, it's the type of coffee you like, you already know you like it," Eli said. "Get the skull coffee. Can't you afford to splurge on your dear old Tio?"

Robbie snorted. Dear old Tio -- conveniently forgetting his own family nickname.

The wheels of the car in front of them spat up cold oil from a puddle in the drive-through onto Robbie's front bumper, and he shivered as it drove out of their way, leaving the window open. Eli gripped the steering wheel, sending a shock of pins and needles through Robbie's arms.

"Fine," Robbie hissed. "If it makes you shut up."

He pulled into the drive-through window, the Charger's height leaving only a narrow band of space to reach up to the counter.

"What can I get for you," the person inside drawled.

"One coffee -- the one with the skull," Robbie said. Eli tried to reach for his voice, but Robbie gritted his teeth to keep anything from escaping.

"Alright, one Leyenda Major coming right up," they replied.

Robbie's eye sparked at the name, and his engine revved.

"Finally, a bit of recognition around here," Eli exclaimed. "Good for you, kid."

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

FranticFanfic with @alypink!✍️🫨💦

So two days ago, Aly suggested to play a game of FranticFanfic with me! It's basically a fic writing game where we take turns writing the parts of the fic. We decided to go with AlyPrice and Ladybug 😂

I choose AlyPrice and the game chose 'Sugar' theme, while Aly chose LadyGaz and the game chose 'Bonding' theme. Here's what we came up with! (❁´◡`❁)

Text Version 👇 + Aly's cute chibi drawings!! 💗💗

(texts written in italic means written by Sleepy)

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Title : "Sunday Morning" Characters : Aly, Price Writers : Aly, Sleepy, Aly Theme : 'Sugar'

Captain price was sitting down on a kitchen table when suddenly Aly’s cat dropped the sugar container on his head, he was so pissed if he started chasing him until he heard the door bell ring “who is it this early in the morning?!” He scoffed and opened the door.

The person in front of him is the last person he expected on his door. "Hello, kind Sir! I'm selling this lemonade I just made myself! Do you want some?" A girl in a yellow suit with lemon said to him. She barely reached his hip, but the way the kid looked up was so angelic.

Price pinched the bridge of his nose, forgetting that it's covered in sugar, making him squint his eyes. Nevertheless, he continued "Look, little lady. I'm sure you've spent a lot of time making that lemonade, but I've got no money. Now go along your way."

The SAS captain was about to slam the door on the kid's face, but Lily's presence made him stop abruptly, avoiding hurting his child.

"Wait!! Who are you?!" The young Price girl asked in excitement.

The little girl smiled at Lily. “hi! I’m new in the neighborhood! My name is Sarah! She said cheerfully.

Lily grinned “I’m Lily, can I go play with you?” She was thrilled to have met a girl his age as she had no friends around her neighborhood yet, Ghost and Jades kids’ which were Lily’s friends, lived not to far but not on the same neighborhood. She look at her dad “Can I dad?!” Price looks at her and sigh putting a semi stern look and when he was about to speak his wife abruptly interrupted.

“Yes honey, go on” Aly smiled at her and Lily rushed outside to play with the little girl she just met. Aly turned to John “You might as well be a little bit nicer during mornings okay? And clean this mess” she smiled and left.

Captain Price sighed and muttered to himself “might as well have gone to base this morning instead…” he then started picking up the mess he didn’t even make while the cat happily meowed at him looking as he cleaned up.

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Title : "Shit-Ship" Characters : Gaz, Ladybug Writers : Sleepy, Aly, Sleepy Theme : 'Bonding'

On a cloudy English spring, Lady and Gaz met at a ranch. Yep, a countryside ranch -- or farm, rather -- where Price and Ghost had sent them both. Lady and Gaz had been having a little argument about how each other were so busy and had little to no time for bonding. So the Captain and Lieutenant sent them both… to work on a farm. A cow farm, that is. After they met with Gary, the owner of the farm, they were immediately tasked with, you guessed it: poop-cleaning duty.

Gaz sighed at the task as he wasn’t to happy he had to do poop-cleaning duty. Ladybug noticed and chuckled “come on, it’s not to bad! We could have fun!” She did as she patted his back quite to strong. Gaz gasped and then look at her “hey hey okay I get it… might be fun after all, so how do we start?” They started getting the tools their need and Gaz glanced at ladybug, at least he was happy he could bond with her even if it was doing this task. So they begin to work

Shit duty took quiet longer than expected, mainly because they spent 15 minutes laughing as Gaz slipped on a shit and fell on his butt. Gaz, not accepting this, lightly nudged her feet with his own feet, intending for her to fall on her butt as well. But she fell forward, and fell on Gaz's firm chest.

Both of them are used to dirty stuff. Blood, vomit, shit-- it's just a thing to them. But blushing inside a barn with 25 cows moo-ing at them while laying down in a dirty floor, surrounded by shit, is not really romantic.

He'd helped Lady stand up, and Lady sucked her lips in happiness. Turns out all they need is just a bit of skinship (or should it be shitship?) Either way, they continued with their work, and when Gary came in, all the shitpile are already cleaned and set aside for Gary to use as a fertilizer for his crops.

After the tiring day of scooping shit, milking the cow, and Lady somehow had to aid a female cow give birth, it was a very, very long day of bonding.

They've rented an inn near the ranch, and cleaned themselves up. Lady and Gaz had forgot the reason they were there, but they knew that Price and Ghost has a knack for bonding suggestions.

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Those are the fics!! This is such a fun crazy activity hahahah 😂😂😂 We're pretty loose on the craziness here but we're aiming for angst on the next one 👁️👄👁️. Again, thank you so so so much to @alypink for drawing the chibi arts!! I was at my cousin's house and I didn't have my drawing equipment with me 😭.

Hope y'all enjoy it! 💗💗

[ronniebox]

i always forget the frantic fanfic is a thing lmao. ur now getting whatever stupid stuff i write on there.

TITLE: Dont do owl pellets alone FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: egbert, corazón

(PROMPT: invite)

Egbert watched over his tome as Corazón dithered at the door. The pirate clearly had something on his mind, because his seyebrows were pinched and he was wringing his hands together.

"What are you waiting for?" he said, with a smile. "An invite?"

It looked for a moment like he hadn't understood him.

(PROMPT: trickle)

"Oh. Ah, yes- well no - can I? Come in?" He took a heavy step forward anyway. Something about the sombre tone of his voice made Egbert sit up straighter and take notice. The closer he looked the clearer it was his friend was not in a good way. He was swaying slightly, and his throat kept bobbing like he was holding something down.

"Corazón? You alright buddy?"

"Yeah, ah. Fine. I think. I just-" then he froze, bent over double, and projectile vomited something purple and oozing onto the floor.

When he stood up again, a line trickled down his chin.

"S'better," he mumbled. "Kinda."

(PROMPT: stimulation)

Egbert was on his feet in seconds, claws digging into Corazón's arms as he continued to sway. "PRUDENCE?!" he yelled out for the only person he thought would know anything about puking goo, but he must have sound panicked enough because the rest of the guild came running.

They burst into the goo-splattered room and all made similar horrified faces.

For his part, Corazón just bobbed his head and nodded, apparently doing Alright after expelling whatever that had been.

"What the fuck…" Prudence said, hiking her skirts up so not to trial it in anything.

Dob dropped to his knees and took a sniff.

"Ah, owl pellets."

[pbaen]

hey hi here’s this awful thing i drew for my youtube thumbnail

[frenzyfanficfriends]

First fanfiction.

Jar Jar Binks gets a visit from an old friend.

Thank you for reading!

[moosemonstrous]

Ghost Rider: FranticFanfic

So bluerosekatie posted about FranticFanfic on the discord...

Frantic Fanfic | A Creative Writing Party Game

Grab your friends and get ready to write some magic. It's time for Frantic Fanfic! A brand spankin’ new creative writing party game where fr

...and Things Happened. We had 5 minutes per part. With permission from all guilty parties, results of our first two games all linked below, panic typos, unfinished sentence and all 🥰

#1.1: you're gonna go far kid

by @moosemonstrous, bluerose and @wazzappp, featuring Gabe and Tony Stark

#1.2: her pepper spray made it rather hard (To Walk HER HOmE)

by bluerose, @wazzappp and @cicada-candy, featuring Lisa and Johnny Blaze

#1.3: Eli takes a masterclass in murder from a pro haunted car

by @wazzappp, @cicada-candy and @moosemonstrous, featuring Eli and Christine (the car)

#1.4: not that kind of molding

by @cicada-candy, @moosemonstrous and bluerose, featuring Mr Canelo and Ethan Winters

Winner of the first round was @cicada-candy! 👑

#2.1: growing pains (now in pink!)

by @moosemonstrous, @wazzappp and bluerose, featuring Magical Girl Robbie and Gabe

#2.2: Danny doesent gamble but people keep betting on him

by @wazzappp, @cicada-candy and @moosemonstrous, featuring Danny Ketch and Mephisto

#2.3: dont best your demons, insult them!

by @cicada-candy, bluerose and @wazzappp featuring Danny Ketch and Mephisto

#2.4: NO NEWS IS GOOD NEWS

by bluerose, @moosemonstrous and @cicada-candy

Winner of the second round was @wazzappp! 👑

This was tons of fun yall, thanks for playing and hopefully we can do it again soon!

[moosemonstrous]

FranticFanfic #2.3: dont best your demons, insult them!

FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: eli, robbie reyes WRITERS: @cicada-candy, bluerose, @wazzappp RATED ALL AGES

Made with FranticFanfic! See main post for more.

It had started the way most nights had gone lately. Eli- grinding every gear and tap-dancing of every nerve he had available- and Robbie- Coping Just Fine, Thanks and ignoring an ever growing pile of concerned looks, questionable google searches, and empty energy drink cans in an heap of pointedly ignored problems.

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He could feel his exhaustion creeping up on him at every turn, forgetting to set timers for the food on the stove and narrowly escaping it being inedible. Gabe's disappointment at the taste was nothing to Robbie's disappointment at messing it up, even if he could still choke it down.

"Looks like you didn't get your mami's cooking skills," Eli commented. "Too much like Alberto."

"Shut up," Robbie mumbled through the burnt vegetables.

Gabe shot him an alarmed look, pausing in playing with Ninja Wolf.

"Not you," Robbie assured him.

Gabe still watched, wary-eyed, and Robbie had to keep the internal commentary from slipping out. Once he'd gotten Gabe to bed, Eli needled at him to go change, or better, go practice knifework or any one of the other skills he'd Need To Survive In His Line Of Work, nevermind that Robbie's line of work wasn't contract killing like Eli's had been. Even trying to wash the dishes sent flashes of red memory from Eli's past through him at the feel of the knife in his hand.

"If we fire up tonight, it's only to the canyon," Robbie said. "No hunting -- just driving."

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They ate in silence for a few more minutes.

Robbie was startled out of his very mentally taxing process of eating the vegetables when Gabe said, 'Can I tell him to shut up too?'

Gabe had never really expressed any desire to speak with Eli, and Eli had only a marginal interest in speaking with Gabe. The vegetables weren't sitting well in Robbies throat and he coughed before he could regain composure.

'Why would,' he hacked again, 'Why would you want to do that?'

'You always tell him to shut up. And he's mean so it makes sense. But I don't like that he's mean to you either, or when he makes you mean to me,' ow. 'So when you tell him to be quiet can I help?'

That was sweet.. and deeply concerning. Robbie really didn't know how to feel about it. Without thinking too hard he reluctantly said, 'Okay.'

Eli shifted to attention in his mind. Gabe adjusted his chair to face him straight on.

'Conscience. Fuck off.'

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[moosemonstrous]

FranticFanfic #1.2: her pepper spray made it rather hard (To Walk HER HOmE)

FEATURING THE CHARACTERS: lisa, johnny blaze WRITERS: bluerose, @wazzappp, @cicada-candy RATED ALL AGES

Made with FranticFanfic! See main post for more.

Lisa parked her little Beetle on the road outside the Reyes' home. Nothing seemed to say they were home. All but the porch lights were turned off, and the garage door was shut. She headed up to the porch, then realized she'd missed something. On the curb a little ways ahead of her car, a silver and black stunt bike sat, kickstand out to keep it upright. "Who's here?" she thought. "One of Robbie's friends -- or someone else?" Walking around in Hillrock in the evening like this was a good way to get into trouble -- but she'd risked it to come see Robbie. "Looking for someone?" a raspy voice asked. A tall man in a black leather jacket stood on the porch beside her, one hand twitching as if he was reaching for a cigarette. He smelled like smoke, too, but not tobacco -- something sharper, almost like he'd just come from a bonfire. "I'm here on a visit," Lisa said, cautiously. "How about you?" She didn't know how much she could tell him without getting Robbie into trouble.

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Adding up all her observations really didn't look good. Creepy guy who smells like arson stalking outside someones house in Hillrock of all places? Definitely nefarious.

She glanced around for a moment and caught sight of an unfamiliar motorcycle. Probably creepy dudes. Maybe he was part of a motorcycle gang? She tried to nonchalantly reach inside her bag for her pepper spray.

'Yeah sorry let me reiterate; are you here for a reason?'

The guys eyebrow raised, 'I have to justify being here to you?'

'Maybe.' she said cautiously. She didn't want to escalate this if she had too, but it wouldn't be her first time defending herself. Crazy shit happened all the time in Hillrock and it paid to be prepared.

'Listen, im just here to talk a little business…' he stepped forwards and Lisa reacted -

Robbie got a text message from Johnny at 900.

'your girlfriends fucking crazy'

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It wasnt like she was Trying To Profile him, she would rationalize later, but Jesus Christ he wasnt making it difficult for her.

A "hi sorry im looking for the owner of the house too :]" wouldve easily sufficed and resulted in less stress, and Capsaicin-in-sensitive-places, but by the time everything was settled and the mystery stranger had finished Swearing Blind and hosing himself down, she had long gotten the jist. So she figured she wouldnt continue to add to the poor bastard's misery by harping on it. funny how she could get more info out of the guy shed just pepper-sprayed than the Hysterical Phone Call after, but

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