#CD is aroace

[hyperref-lex-ia]

making art that i actually like? unheard of

[i-collect-shiny-stuff]

37, unsorted

[theautismcorner]

if someone bought me the Bullets CD I would make out with them slopy style (with consent ofc) and take that as a marriage proposal

[hisui555]

Meet Réo ! (and Eidos)

Gift pics for Izuma (@potentialforart), thank you so much for all your help and patience in the past 8 months !

[heria-bl-angel]

I HC THEY'RE FRIENDS!!!

[davidthephoneguy]

I feel like being a siren would be pretty fun as an asexual (and mostly aro)

Think about it.

Get to sing whenever you want (with no judgement)

Swimming and breathing underwater (which is just dope)

Most likely gaining night vision of some sort (the kind fish have)

Get to lure sailors and kill them (no dealin with lovey dovey stuff)

Scales and fishie features :3 (cute fins!)

Transition from human and become a fishie fiend

[finneyneilperrykisser]

Dead poet society modern au hdcs !

☆Neil

-spotify and trumblr user

-listen to music while studying

- samsung user (condered lowcost yet can be expensive)

- had a BIG emo phase

- know all of hamilton and notre dame de paris songs

- has a small mlm flag pin on his backpack ( his mother brougt it and told his dad it was a havard pin )

- grunge style neil perry send tweet

- his fav book is the picture of dorian gray

- wear contact

- lazy eyes (right eyes)

- green day ,radiohead ,metallica and the offspring fan

- has german origin

- has picture of todd on his phone

- popular on theartre side of tik tok

- editor and stan account

- celebrety crush on pedro pascal

- has poster of various old actress such as marilyn monroe

☆Todd

- has a spotify account

- is popular on trumblr and booktok

- abba ,edith piaf ,dalida and barbara listener

- his fav book is les miserable

- absolutately love rimbaud poetry

- he know how to use a gun

- nancy wheeler kinnie bc i said so

- read poetry while listening to music

-ghotic todd send tweet

- has a samsung phone

- french ,born in france ,in cannes (the famous and rich part )

- has a trans and mlm flag his brother broughy him for his birthday

- wear a lot of rings

☆Pitts

- has a samsung (he prefer bc he think they last long)

- his parents pay for spotify premium

- was and is currently a discord kitten ( refuse to pay for nitro )

- big fan of sci-fi

- hunger games , maze runner ,xmen and marvel fan

- dystopya fan final boss

- play a lot of indie games

- fnaf and sally face fan

- tried to recriate with meeks a animatronic from fnaf

- gorillaz , metallica and hozier listener

- pansexual and pangender

- go by all pronouns

- love neopronouns

-specifically xe/xim

- lowk a nerd in tech

- can littery codde and hack somoene if he wanted to

☆Meeks

- refuse to get a iphone like pitts

- has spotify but listen to vinyl and cd

- masc genderfluid

- pay nitro for pitts

- is a master in powerpoint

- run a radio in school and lowk everyonz listen to it

- used to be OBSSEDDD with dangeriously yours

- gacha kid ,never quit

- has myopa

- read manga (fav genre is horror) ,dystopia and fantasy

- post film theory and analyse

- is actually pretty strong (can pick up pitts)

- academelly smart

- had actually cheated on test once and helped ppl cheat ( multipe times : charlie)

- nerd and geek final boss

- dark academya style ish

☆Charlie

-apple music user

- apple phone

- popular on tik tok

- editor ( animation one)

- use brainrot all the time

- only one of the poet who only have american origin

- either has a extremely colorful style or a scene kid

- bisexual and enby charlie save me

- share his connection with his friends most of the time

- used to have a big fat crush on neil when he was younger

- had been in multipe fights

- punk listener charlie

- anime watcher

- his fav animz are nana ,aot and banana fish

- played fnaf more then one time

- BIG FNAF PHASE

- hightkey old gacha kid as well

- had free internet acess as a kid

- got a belly percieing behind his parents back

☆Cameron

-begged his parent to have a iphone (used to have a flip phone)

- cry when he get a bad grade (pressire from parent)

- demi -boy but his parents don't know shits

- used to have glasse

- supresely stick used to have a big fat crush on him

- academic style (blazrr and all)

- actually love ayesha erotica and rammstein

- not allowed to go out at night

- lowk a gacha kid

- make the best gacha reaction ever

- in a lot of fandoms

- has a ao3 and wattpad account

- deezer user

- had brace at one point

- aroace (demiromantic) and mlm cameron send tweet

- teachers pet

- his fav show are barbie , totally spies and lolirock

- had a creepypasta phase

- has celebrety crush on finn wolfhard

☆Knox

- iphone user

- he lied to his parents so he could have a phone earlier

- has super strict parent

- BISEXUAL KNOX

- lowk a cheerleader fight me

- used to have a crush on chet (chetknox canon /jk)

- everyone had a crush on him at one point

- it girl lowk

- old money style

- his parents think he play football

- they never got time to check up

- can wear heel and makeup up

- laufey ,dalida , mistik ,taylor switf, sabrina carpenter ans olivia rodrigo listener

- use deezee

- asshole

- play indie games with pitts

- love romance book (good one)

[michaels-gardenview-blog]

Michael's master post

USe the tag #Fanart to find Micheal fanart

The only official OC other than the villian (ichor) you in @gardenview-gang

hi everyone! The names Micheal, nice to meet you all! I'm one of the newer toons around gardenview. So it thought I would make this blog so you all can meet me, see ya!

Reference by @expectsomechange

current trinkets:

Microphone and thermos

below is how they would work in game, ooc stuff, and relationship charts

relationship charts:

Up to date:

other info:

He believes that having crushes on most of the toons except Cosmo is immoral, as poppy is aroace, and the other two are in happy relationships he would never ruin, due to this he never acts upon it

Template with Micheal!:

rules:

No nsfw

Be nice if ya can

Micheal facts:

Skills: lock picking, driving, singing, unscrewing things, hotwiring cars. Stealing. He's like a crook lol!

Issues: touch starved, dependency issues, fear of abandonment. Is normally laid-back, but can go on sugar rushes. Is a sugar holic

Voice claim: bf (blue haired one) from this video

vee is his cousin

Trinket: microphone

Boosts stamina recovery by 50% but lowers stealth by 25%

Full Name: Micheal feedback version 1

Age: adult

Sexuality: bisexual, asexual and polymarous (but fine to be in a single relationship)

Toon type: rare

Gender: male (he/him)

How they would act in-game:

Stats:

Rarity: rare

Role: distraction/stunner

Hearts 🤍🤍🤍

Speed:⭐⭐⭐⭐(17.5 walking, 27.5 running)

Stamina:⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐️

skill check:⭐⭐⭐️

Stealth: 0 stars (-5)

extraction speed: ⭐⭐⭐

(Yes I know, sorta OP stats, the abilities will make it make sense)

ability 1:

Mic drop

Micheal slams their mic into the floor, creating a shockwave. stunning any nearby twisted for 2 seconds and disabling their hurtboxes in that time, also attracts all twisted attention within the range of the ability,

using it on a stunned twisted extends the time of stun up to 9 seconds total (at a time)

The cooldown is a second, for mic to pull the mic back up by the wire

Applies one stack of confusion each time it's used for 10 seconds per use

This ability also uses 55 stamina

Repels ranged attacks

Ability 2:

supersonic

Micheal begins using sound waves to vibrate at a rapid pace, allowing him to move much faster when walking (he would have 35 speed, the equivalent of a seven star speed toon running )

in exchange, he is losing all stars in extraction and skill check until the end of the floor, and can't run while using the ability, he also looses 3.5 stamina per second when this is In use, if he runs out of stamina, he can't move again until panic mode, or he fully recovers his stamina, plus, the speed is hard to control

His legs also do the super peel out thing sonic's does in sonic CD (becoming a ♾️ shape) when moving, and he flicks in and out of visibility (not enough to be useful, it's cosmetic)

Last cosmetic change when it happens, his eyes turn grey

strategey:

STAY AWAY FROM PUMPS

I cannot stress this enough, stay away from pumps, you are the least stealthy thing in the game, you can be found almost instantly, if you are still, on a mini game, you will die

Micheal is a stunner and distractor, working well with toons like pebble and astro, and being beneficial to toons like vee.

The main strategy with micheal is assisting other toons, with his ability mic drop allowing him to create a area-wide safety net for other toons, and allowing the Micheal player to get out of corners.

Michaels high speed allows him to out walk most twisted, and out-run all twisted's , just barely out speeding twisted pebbles

Michael's low stealth can prove an issue on later floors, when twisted like twisted astro and twisted vee can overwhelm him.

Michaels main use is quick assists, for example, he sees his friend running from multiple main twisted, and runs in with a mic drop, before running away from the situation.

It is recommended to have astro nearby if possible when playing Micheal, as his stamina regeneration abilities allow micheal to see more use, and use his ability more. Along with at least one other distractor (ideally pebble) to prevent him from being rushed when tired

micheals stamina becomes a huge priority when supersonic, but in exchange he becomes insanely fast, allowing him to out speed

Despite being high-matinence, if played correctly Micheal can be integral to a team

Ideal trinkets for him:

dog plush + speedy shoes

The classic distractor set up

water cooler + friendship bracelet:

Despite the speed debuff, the water cooler is worth it, and the friendship bracelet can give forty stamina if everyone is alive, and if you are playing your role as this character correctly, they should be. Micheal is already fast, so the 5 percent debuff is not much. In total you gain 90 stamina.

This adds up to 290 stamina, more than enough for most situations

sweet charm + thermos

this set-up is geared towards more frequent but brief encounters, get in, get out, with the thermos to regen stamina faster, and the sweet charm reducing the stamina cost of your ability by 8 precent (new cost of ability is 64.4 instead of 70) and reduce the speed of stamina drain with supersonic to 2.5 per second

savoury charm and sweet charm:

This is for supersonic usage, allowing for easier use of the ability, and a backup if it crashes

Bad trinkets for him:

Purses: mid

any extraction speed boosters: I cannot stress this enough, stay away from pumps, you are the least stealthy thing in the game, you can be found almost instantly, if you are still, on a mini game, you will die

Wrench: same as above

Performance check boosters: same as above

night cap: see above

vees remote is actually fine.

bone: you can? Kinda sucky but you do you

fanart:

@yourinaudiblename:

3d:

Flutter types:

@xxllaacciieexx : (this artist has a tag! #xx art

Art of the boi outside of his world (au's and stuff):

Side note: he is practically in every universe at this point :D

Operation ichor:

gardner defender (retired) by @bobacake7:

dandys world ichor overflow ( by @haruhikiomori):

see @micheals-overflow-blog

(lovesick au) This is by @lovesickshell :

[mariako-750]

I just want to throw my ideas out there for Sonic Movie 4.

———

What if Amy comes from the same time as Silver? Like not 200 years like in the games, but a near future. Considering Sonic CD has time travel stuff going on. So she comes from the future where agent Stone took Robotnik's place as the villain, there's this post that suggested the idea that Stone released Metal Sonic to have his revenge on Sonic for Robotnik's death, which I'd love to see.

And back to the future part, I'd imagine that if they went that route, Amy, Silver and maybe even Blaze, amongst others, are part of a rebellion against Stone and like how Robotnik wanted to use Sonic's quills(I think? I haven't watched the first movie in a long time), Stone could do the same with Amy's quills.

I will also suggest that Stone maybe found a way to reach Mobius and that's why Mobians are fighting against him.(Just woke up, I AM NOT BRAINING SO IF THIS DON'T MAKE SENSE, FIX IT FOR ME😭)

(Also, regarding sonamy.... Yeaaaah they're def going to do something with it and I'm going to hate it. Like Victsi, I don't hate the ship, I hate it being canon, BUT FOR A DIFFERENT REASON NOW! Ever since I've realized I might be AroAce and all my crushes were actually just me looking up to people and admiring them, I've been projecting onto Amy that exact same feeling. So if you ever wonder about my stance on sonamy, here it is, I think Amy is AroAce.)

———

So essentially, with this scenario in mind, I think Amy is from a bad future where Stone had his revenge, invaded and took over Mobius, basically did the shit that Eggman did in the first few Sonic games, and Amy is now going back in time to prevent that from happening.

Got no other ideas beside Shadow being a key to saving the world so then Sonic's like "but he's dead" and then alien gang wander around somewhere and Shadow pops out from the shadows like "whattup homie". Maybe he's even residing in Sonic's old place to make it angstier.

[zphyr-shfts]

RANT TO ME ABOUT UR PJO DR I WANNA ADD YOUUUUU

OMGGG THANK YOU FOR GIVING ME THE OPPORTUNITY TO TALK ABOUT MY PJO DR!!!!!! Sorry for replying so late btw

Okay so. My name is Myles Atticus Rosenthal, and I’ve used my first name for my entire life until I went to CHB for the first time and decided to go by my middle name (I was like 11 okay don’t judge 🥲). Most of my friends call me Kit for short tho.

Anyway. I’m 16 years old, I live in Brooklyn, NYC, and my godly parent is Thanatos. I’m around 178 cm (5’10), with wavy warm black hair and amber eyes.

My mom owns a small bookshop/CD store somewhere in Brooklyn. During the day she works there, and at night she works at a bar to gain enough money for the both of us. Sometimes I help her at the store instead of being at camp so she can cover more shifts at the bar.

In my dr Thanatos doesn’t have a cabin, but there’s a cabin for Hestia (Cabin 0). It’s basically a cabin for all of the demigods who happen to be child of some obscure god that doesn’t have a cabin. The unclaimed campers still stay in the Hermes cabin.

I don’t have an s/o, and I don’t want one either lol (I’m aroace). But I have a big friend group!! Malcolm, Clovis, Connor, Damien and I are REALLY close, and we’re also friends with Katie and Travis. Katie is the only girl in our group so we’re really protective over her even tho she’s older than most of us 😭

Almost every demigod has a special power; not me. LMFAO JKKK DO YOU REALLY THINK I WOULD SKIP THIS CHANCE??? So my abilities are: I can bring people back from the dead for a few minutes if they’ve died recently, like, not just their ghosts, the body and everything (it takes so much energy tho 😭); I can shadow travel ofc; I have a connection with moths and butterflies (not a fan of either tbh); and also my eyes go white or my hands go black depending on which power I’m using.

Oh and also I have a pet raven named Phobos. Idk I just found him one day as a kid

[leilani-lily]

~Oh Deer~ (Chapter 4)

Should I have divided this chapter up into two parts? Yes. Am I going to? no~ ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ I promise not all chapters are going to be this long. I just... kept typing ◉‿◉ Anyways hope you enjoy! ( ˘͈ ᵕ ˘͈♡) SYNOPSIS: AroAce! Alastor x Chef!Singer! Reader. Finally admitting you're a fan of his show, Alastor invites you up to his radio tower. Shenanigans ensue as your bond grows. Word Count: 4.1 K Chapter under the cut! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

You honestly hadn’t expected your morning coffee with Alastor to become routine, yet the Radio Demon always seemed to pop in right on time; mug in hand and grin on his face. You weren’t complaining though, it was nice to have company while the rest of the hotel was fast asleep. Plus you felt a little flattered that a demon apparently so powerful and well known seemingly wanted to spend time with you. Sometimes Alastor would even stay as you would begin cooking breakfast, either continuing to chat happily or just sit in peaceful silence. He would watch you cook, sipping his coffee as the radio played softly in the background. As much as you hated the early mornings, you were slowly finding they were becoming your favourite part of the day. 

You’d chat about various things; music, food, likes and dislikes. Sometimes you’d even gossip about the shenanigans that happened at the hotel. You couldn’t help but giggle at the way his eyes would light up and grin widened when you brought up another guest at the hotel. The amount of sass and zero fucks this lanky demon posessed had entertained you more than you wanted to admit. Alastor was quite the gossiper, which you never would have guessed. But given his radio broadcasts were him ‘spilling the tea’ on the going’s on in Hell, it honestly made sense.

“Oh Alastor, I forgot to mention,” you began, your back turned to him as you busily whisked some eggs for today’s omelet, “I really enjoyed your program the other day in particular; your views on the Vee’s ‘love potion’ was really interesting.” 

Unbeknownst to you, Alastor perked up from his cup, his eye’s blinking in surprise. “Y/n dearest,” he paused, tilting his head, “do you mean to tell me that you listen to my show?” 

You felt your cheeks go red with embarrassment, not daring to turn around to look at him. You had meant to tell him when you first realized who he was, but it was honestly humiliating to admit. Before you had even begun to work for the hotel, you had been a fan of Alastor’s radio show. You often listened to it in the background on your trusty CD machine back when you lived alone. It was a nice way to fill the silence, plus you found his views and stories compelling. You could feel the tall demon’s eyes burning into the back of your head, the silence deafening. 

“Y-yeah actually, I do.” You stammered, still not facing him, “I’ve tuned in for a couple years now, and-!”

“Why y/n my dear~!”

His voice sounded chillingly closer, making you turn around in confusion. Sure enough Alastor was towering over you, only a mere inches away from you as he smiled brightly. You nearly dropped your bowl of eggs in shock, Alastor paying you no mind as he leaned in closer.

“Now why wouldn’t you tell me this sooner? Something this important should have been mentioned earlier!”

Clutching your poor racing heart, you put your bowl and whisk down and take a moment to look up at the demon before you. His smile was ear to ear and eye’s dancing as he looked at you. He actually looked almost giddy at the news. It helped to ease your nerves in admitting the truth.

“Well, I wanted to!” you chuckled, eyes looking away from him, now nervous due to the proximity of the demon, “But I didn’t want you to think I was some stalker or creep when I first got here, so I kept it to myself!” 

Alastor’s grin shifted into a closed smile, leaning away from you and looking off to the distance. “Hmm yes I can see your point. As much as I love meeting a fan, sometimes they can be rather… assertive, given the realm in which we live in.” His eye twitched in annoyance for a moment before his gaze flitted back to you.

“Nevertheless~!” He declared, his previous excitement coming back, “This is still information I wished I had known sooner! No one else at this establishment has expressed such interest, so it’s rather refreshing to have a confidante intrigued in such matters.” His eyes suddenly widened, and his grin slowly began to creep up further on his face. Without warning, he quickly began to walk away, heading towards the door. You watch him start to leave, confused but his sudden desire to depart. 

“As you know, my next broadcast will be at 9 am sharp. When you are finished with your duties, you simply must come up to my radio tower.” 

You felt yourself straighten up in surprise, eyes widening in disbelief. No way. Was he serious?? Your fingers twitched in excitement, not wanting to get your hopes up but secretly dying to go. 

“Are… Are you sure? I mean, I don’t want to intrude or anything-!”

Alastor flicked a hand up, silencing you immediately. As he approached the door frame, he turned his body to look back at you, half lidded and smiling mischievously. “I expect to see you outside my room at 8:30. Don’t.” his eyes flashed, smile tightening for a moment, “Be late.” And before you could say another word, his body sinked into the shadows and scurried off, leaving you alone and stunned. 

You had whisked through breakfast quickly that morning, your excitement barely containable. You felt a little starstruck; Alastor had invited you to his studio. And he was going to let you listen to his broadcast in person! Your brain raced with questions about how it all worked, what it looked like, how he chose his topics. Before you knew it, time had flown by and you were standing in front of Alastor’s door, heart pumping and practically bouncing from foot to foot. With a quick breath, you give a knock.

It wasn’t long before Alastor opened up, his eyes looking at a pocket-watch in his hand before they slid to look at you. His eyebrows raised up slightly in amusement. 

“8:29. I’m impressed~” He grinned, his fingers snapping the watch closed before tucking it away in his jacket. You gave a small nod of acknowledgement, pleased with his approval. Without another word, he turned and walked back into his room, the door swinging open further as a silent invitation. After some hesitation, you followed suit, letting your eyes wander as you inspected his livingspace. 

The furnishings looked just how you expected. Deep mahogany wood with golden accents, a bookshelf filled with multiple tomes, and a desk scattered with paperwork. There was a beautiful marble fireplace glowing an eerie green hue with two velvet chairs in front, and various candles helpt to light the room. There was a beautiful vintage canopy bed with dark red curtains and very soft looking blankets. You were intrigued by the various skeletal decorations of various animals; antlers, skulls, and even the full anatomy of an alligator. 

But honestly, what had caught your attention the most was the magical glow of the bayou that seemed to just expand from nowhere. His room opened up to this expanse of wetlands that seemed to just go on forever. The soft chirping of crickets could be heard in the distance, as well as the bellow of the occasional toad. You stepped from the hardwood into soft dewy grass, your breath hitching in wonder as fireflies flickered by. You reached out a hand as one softly fluttered to your fingers, a soft laugh escaping your lips as it landed and tickled your skin.

“Mesmerizing, isn’t it~?” Alastor stepped up from behind to stand beside you. Your head turned to him as he looked out at the marsh, a fond expression on his face. “Certainly a peaceful sanctuary to escape to when one grows tired of the chaos that is the city.”

“It’s incredible,” you breathed, watching the firefly on your hand eventually takeoff and soar out of sight. You had never felt so at ease in all your years in Hell. It almost made you a little weepy, the gentle reminder of what nature was like before you dropped down to Hell. You didn’t even realize you were walking further into the wetlands until you felt a hand on your shoulder, stopping you from continuing forward.

“Now now y/n,” Alastor’s voice pulled you back to reality as you turned back to him. He cocked an eyebrow in amusement. “Another time, my dear. I’ve got a radio show to run; we mustn't be late.” You felt your heart sink in disappointment, but you knew he was right. Besides, you still really want to see where he worked, despite being enchanted by this mysterious wetland. Looking out at the magical bayou one last time, you walk back with Alastor into his actual room.

The Radio Demon walked up to a closed door to the right and prepared to open it for you like the gentleman that he is. As you stood before the entrance, you could feel yourself getting excited over what was on the other side. What did it look like? What sort of equipment did he use? How many other demons have seen his workspace? The excitement was almost unbearable as he swung the door open, your bright hopeful eyes suddenly widening in fear as a gust of wind hit your face.

You looked out to the expanse of Hell, a thin rusty bridge leading from the outside of the building to his tower. As the wind bellowed, you could hear the creaking of metal as the tower gripped rather precariously to the side of the hotel. Your eyes dared to peek down, feeling your knees begin to quake at the height of which the drop was if you were to fall. You remained frozen in place as Alastor stepped in front of you, walking along the narrow path without a care in the world. As he approached the ladder at the end, he turned back to you and tilted his head to the side, as if confused by your hesitation.

“Alastor,” you stammer, your hands gripping the edge of the doorway, “I would rather sell my soul for a corn chip than walk out on this sad excuse of a bridge.” The tall demon raised an eyebrow at you mischievously.

“Don’t tempt me y/n dearest.” he smirked, his neck almost snapping as his eyes flashed red for a moment. You ignored his threat, too distracted by the fear gripping your heart as you looked down. Alastor watched you amusingly for a moment before finally rolling his eyes and walking back towards you. He shook his head and tutted to himself, as if dealing with a child.

“Come now, we mustn't dawdle,” he chirped, reaching a hand out for you and finally making you lock eyes with him. Though you knew he sounded condescending, there was a certain gentleness in his smile as he bent down lower, his hooded eyes not at all holding any malice. It was odd; you knew what atrocities this demon was capable of doing, yet in this moment, you felt like you could really trust him to keep you safe. After what felt like hours, your own shaky hand finally reached out and gently fell in his outstretched palm.

His hand tight around your own, he began to walk backwards and guided you forward. Your legs took small trembly steps as your other hand gripped the rails like a vice. You felt like you wanted to puke when you approached the halfway point, but Alastors grip on you was strong and secure, and helped to ease your fears. You were grateful that he never turned his back to you, continuing to step backwards as his eyes remained locked on yours; it helped you to focus on him and not look down. You knew he could’ve done many things to upset you; teased you, tricked you, edged you on. But he was surprisingly tender the whole way, and your heart warmed for a moment. His mother did an excellent job raising such a refined man. 

Finally reaching the other side, you let go of his hand and practically threw yourself at the ladder Alastor chuckled at your dramatics as you took deep calming breaths. Finally settling your racing heart, you look up at the lookout above and begin to climb. You managed to hoist yourself up through the hatch, standing up straight and finally getting a good look at the workspace.

The tower had windows all around, giving you a magnificent view of Hell. There was a huge heavy desk in front of you filled with various equipment; turntables, microphones, wires, and a giant control panel at the center of it all. It was filled with various switches and dials and flashing lights, all seemingly able to control different things. There was a single large chair in front of the desk, as well as a round side table with a simple lamp and a tray of whiskey and cups. Vines hung from the top of the ceiling while cattails seemed to grow from the floorboards. 

“Welcome to where the magic happens!” Alastor cheered behind you, stepping forward and gesturing to the space. “I made it very clear to Miss Morningstar that if I were to help at the hotel, I would require a private space to conduct my work.” 

“The foundation is… unsettling.” you remark, knocking on the glass panel beside you as the tower groaned in the wind. Alastor quirked an eyebrow in amusement. 

“But I’ll admit, the view is fantastic.” You sighed approvingly, staring out and watching the city bustle below, red skies dusted with soft clouds. You never thought you’d admit this, but Hell had a certain beauty to it. You admire the landscape for a while longer before turning back, realizing Alastor had been watching you the whole time. He spoke up before you could think anything of it.

“Well my dear, I do believe it’s almost time for the broadcast to start,” he immediately turned to go sit in his chair, waving a hand in the air as his microphone appeared. “I suggest you get comfortable.” With a snap of his fingers, a velvety red armchair poofed beside you near the small side table. You smiled at his thoughtfulness, realizing there weren’t many places to sit otherwise. You settled down into the soft chair, your heart beginning to race in excitement. 

“And in case it isn’t obvious,” he continued, “I would advise you to remain quiet while I’m on the air. Can’t have any outside noises interfering with the audio now can we~?” He turned back to you for confirmation, a serious and almost threatening look crossing his face. You give an excited nod, pursing your lips tightly together and not realizing your body was swaying side to side eagerly. Alastor’s expression softened ever so slightly.

“Good girl~” he praised, turning back to the desk and flicking some switches, preparing the transmission. Alastor paused for a moment, quickly clearing his throat before pressing a final button. A bright red light on the console flickered on, and before you knew it, Alastor began to speak.

“Salutations my wayward souls, and welcome back to the show!” He smiled, speaking so eloquently into the microphone. “Today’s broadcast is an extra special one as one of my good friends is here with me. And in honor of that, I’ve decided to dedicate this particular topic just for her~!”

You felt your heart melt with warmth at his words. He considered you a good friend? AND he was dedicating this show to you?? You almost wanted to weep, you were so touched. You were practically on the edge of your seat, ready to hear what today’s focus would be.

“So, without further ado~” Alastor teased, turning his body so you could see his profile. He looked at you and you waited with baited breath. 

“This segment is called ‘Cooking with Cannibals! How to Properly Mince a Man to Avoid Choking~!”

…………….

This.

Fucking.

Asshole.

Alastor watched you giddily as your smile slowly fell into an angry pout, his own mouth rising into a shit-eating grin. You had never seen him so gleeful until this very moment. You were about to yell at him when his free hand rose, pressing his index finger against his teeth in a shushing motion. Your eyes flickered from the red beacon flashing, then back to him, his grin growing even wider, if possible. 

Oh mother-fucker.

You slouched into your chair, sulking and shooting him daggers as you flipped him off. Alastor’s face wrinkled in pure delight as he turned back in his chair, continuing the show as if nothing had happened.

The shithead continued to talk for half an hour about different chopping techniques, which parts of the body had the most bones and what to avoid, and even went over how to perform the ‘Heimlich maneuver’ in case choking was inevitable. As furious as you were, you had to admit, it was a little funny. Plus, you couldn’t sulk for long as you watched him work. His voice was so soothing; the rhythm in which he spoke had a certain pattern that captured you. He also spoke with such ease and confidence, it was hard not to marvel at how he could speak to millions of listeners and not even break a sweat. You had to hold back a laugh at the way he gestured while talking, subconsciously acting to the audience even though they couldn’t see him.

You could tell the Radio Demon was wrapping up, giving his final thoughts and farewells before he finally reached over and pressed the button again. The red light stopped flickering, and the room fell silent as Alastor sat for a moment, back facing you. Finally, he swiveled the chair around and focused on you, smiling proudly and crossing his legs.

“So my dear!” he beamed, his eyes calculating as he looked at you, “What did you think~?” Your eyes squinted into thin lines.

“You’re a real prick, you know that right?”

Alastor immediately bent over in laughter, shoulders shaking with joy as his laughter track played in the background. You continued to glare at him, arms crossed as he reveled in the fun. He rotated from trying to recover, to looking up at your pissy face, to snorting again and laughing even harder. The more he laughed, the more you had to bite back your own smile. Finally, the tall demon managed to catch his breath and straightened his back.

“Ohhh my dear,” he chuckled, wiping a stray tear from his eye, “You honestly cannot blame me; you make it too easy to tease you.” He leaned in closer to you, eyes practically dancing in delight. You stare at him a moment longer before finally cracking a smile and shaking your head. 

And this is why you didn’t tell people how you died.

“Ok, well, despite being completely roasted for about half an hour,” you sneered; Alastor cast you a wicked grin, “it honestly was a good show. Your segment’s flowed really well together, the jokes you threw in were witty, and it was obvious you had done your research.” You looked up to him and smiled warmly. “I really enjoyed watching you work, Alastor.” 

Alastors face didn’t waver as he looked at you, his eyes scanning you in thought. For a moment you couldn’t tell what was running through the demon's brain. But then, one of his ears flicked ever so slightly, and in a moment you knew. You had come to realize that was something he did when he was secretly happy, but didn’t want anyone to know. You had to physically stop your grin from widening at his reaction, you would never dare reveal the little quirk to him. He leaned back in his chair and hummed, playing off his secret pride. 

“Well, I’m glad to hear it was to your liking,” he mused, his eyes soft as he looked at you. There was a gentle pause as you both watched each other before his eyes widened in delight, an idea popping into his head. Immediately, the lanky demon stood up and extended a hand to you. 

“Come! Let me show you how everything works.”

For the next couple minutes, Alastor presented all his equipment to you, explaining what each thing did and how it worked. You ‘oohed’ and ‘ahhed’ as if it was show-and-tell, asking many questions and showing genuine interest. He was quite pleased to answer, clearly happy to boast and prove how smart he was. As time ticked on, you realized that you had to get back to the kitchen to start making lunch, and Alastor gave a nod of acknowledgement. With a snap of his fingers, you had both transported back into the kitchen.

“WAIT!” you gasped, looking to him in horror as you realized where you were. “Are you telling me you could have ‘poofed’ us into the tower and I DIDN’T have to risk my life on that sketchy-ass bridge?!”

Alastor looked at you a moment before his lips curled up into a mischievous grin.

“ALASTOR!!” you roared, a laugh escaping your throat as you looked up at him in disbelief. The Radio Demon couldn’t help it as he snickered. He had got you. Again. All you could do was stare at him dumbly, not sure whether to be angry or ashamed or even impressed. 

“Ohohooo~ I suppose that’s enough teasing for one day.” Alastor sighed, straightening out his jacket and tie. “Don’t you worry my dear, the next time you come up I’ll be sure to teleport you straight into the tower. No more high wire acts~”

Wait… did you hear him correctly?

“ ‘Next time’… ?” you echoed, not wanting to sound too hopeful. Alastor finally looked at you and blinked, giving you an obvious look.

“For my next broadcast! I figure if you’re listening anyways, you might as well hear it right from the source~!” he proclaimed, saying it matter-of-factly. Your eyes widened at the offer.

“Do… do you really mean that?” You couldn’t help it, it was too good of an offer. And for free at that. You knew it was rare for the Radio Demon to offer something without anything in return. Now it was Alastors turn to give you a confused look, tilting his head at you as if there was any doubt. 

“My dear,” he began, his arms crossed behind his back and turning to face you fully, “I insist~! I’ll admit, I would be lying to myself if I said I didn’t enjoy your company today; having you around was thoroughly entertaining.” the demon wore his shit eating grin as he reminisced all the funny moments. But the way he looked at you, you could tell there was a hint of sincerity in his words, even if he expressed it in an insouciant way.

“Besides,” Alastor continued, “Since you’ve been a fan for so long, it might be nice to get a listener's perspective on how to make my segments even better. A fresh perspective from someone I can trust.” his eyes held your gaze, making you feel as if he was looking straight into your soul. 

You knew he was trying to sound logical and strategic, but his true intentions were peeking through. He really did seem to actually like you, despite all his razzing. And you had to admit, this morning had been so much fun; even with the teasing that came with it. If being friends with Alastor meant a little prodding along the way, then it was well worth it for the excitement and joy he brought into your previously boring life. You took a breath and smiled at him, eyes crinkling in delight.

“Thank you Alastor, I’d love to sit in again with you, work permitting that is,” You smile sheepishly and gesture to the kitchen, realizing you still had a job to do and couldn’t spend all your time with him. But that was enough to satisfy the Radio Demon. With a content grin, Alastor suddenly took one of your hands and bowed at his waist, his eyes never leaving yours.

“I look forward to it dearest~”

Your heart lurched as he closed his eyes and lifted your hand up, pressing the back of it to his forehead. You could almost feel a soft burning against your skin from the spot in which the X marked his temple. Knowing that was a very sensitive spot for him, this somehow felt very intimate. You knew he was just being a gentleman, but still, you couldn’t help the flush growing on your cheeks. His grip on you tightened a moment before he finally pulled away, letting your fingers slip away from his before stepping back. Giving you one last look, the Radio Demon turned around and glided out of the kitchen.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Imma take a couple day's break cause hoo wee that was a lot. ε-(´・｀) But thank you for reading thus-far! Please feel free to reblog and comment below; your words help to fuel me ( ≖‿ ≖ )

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[barzfrommarz]

c!wilbur headcanons for @dynamitedarlingg

-during a breakdown in pogtopia, he went to go burn the original lmanburg flag but stopped himself. Opted for burning pieces of paper with the lmanburg flag drawn on instead

-(aroace c!wil propaganda incoming) after revival he tried to force himself to feel romantic/sexual attraction because he wanted to feel like a normal human again and that is how everything with c!quackity started. He only snapped out of it when they got drunk and hooked up and woke up in his bed like “wait a minute…”

-Favorite snack is goldfish crackers (i’m eating some while writing this)

-Has a tic where he throws his head back and brings his arms into like a “rawrrrr” position like he’s trying to scare someone. Think during the dance scene in the wendnesday show where wednesday is dancing and looks up to the ceiling and her arms are moving side to side kinda in that position. Everyone thinks he’s either joking or making a piss poor attempt to scare them and it’s really embarrassing for Wilbur

-Had a major goth phase as a teen to rebel against phil. He doesn’t dress the part but he still considers himself a goth and the Lmanburg uniform was somewhat inspired by gothic aesthetics 

-Used to hate halloween but it’s now his favorite after revival because he doesn’t have to try as hard to look presentable to others 

-Pretends to hate asmr but actually loves it. Sometimes if he exhausts all his other options to try and fall asleep he will use asmr and it always works

-Hates his crow wings because he feels like they make him look like his father. Purposely got them clipped some point during lmanburg and excused it by saying it would make him less of a target in war

-He can somewhat shapeshift. Mostly stays human/a crow but sometimes will give himself fox ears and a tail because he secretly wishes he was one instead of a crow. Could also explain why c!fundy is a fox 

-He explores all art mediums. Drawing has always been a way for him to visualize his emotions since he sometimes has a hard time identifying them

-Ashamed of his scars and stitches. tries to use foundation to cover them up but it never works and everyone can tell he’s wearing it

-Was a huge theater and band kid in middle-high school. Wished he went for a career in acting or music first instead of the president of a random country on a random secluded island in the middle of the ocean

-Burned all the music he wrote and recorded during his days on the smp on cds. He plans to one day release some of them in an ep but he’s saving it for when he truly feels he has healed enough to handle it

-He struggles with pain seeking stims. He picks at his skin, bites his hands and fingers and pulls out hair 

-He never cries infront of others. He only did once infront of Tommy and Quackity when he was told people use his name as a way to imply someone is being crazy/irrational. (this was inspired by a comic I saw basically doing that I forgot who drew it) ((he also swears up and down it doesn’t upset him after the fact)) (((Idk I just think something like that would really get to him esp since he tries so hard not to be like how he was in pogtopia)))

-I like to think c!wilbur is an empathetic person but he struggles with showing it especially after he was revived. He thinks it makes him look weak or vulnerable so he keeps it to himself and this makes him look more like a major asshole than he already does 

-When no one is around, he will do childish activities like hop scotch or watching cartoons because it strangely helps him calm down and unwind 

-His diet after revival consists of. Mac and cheese, instant mashed potatoes, all meat besides ham or bacon with a stupid amount of seasoning, plain white rice (sometimes with soy sauce), whatever fast food he serves (but only as a treat). Mostly just simple things because he can’t be arsed to make himself a good meal like phil did for him when he lived with him before starting the burger van

-He sleeps in the burger van on the floor with one pillow and a scratchy blanket. No one knew this until he forgot his coat at last nevadas and Quackity saw him like that when he went to bring it back to him. He ended up offering Wilbur a hotel room to sleep in for the night because he felt bad. Wilbur declined because he felt like he was being mocked 

-If the game WEBFISHING existed in the dsmp universe, you would not see Wilbur for days because all he wants to do is fish and forget about life

-Actively goes out of his way to cook and eat every salmon he catches. It makes him feel empowered 

-Either rides a bike to get around or drives a motorcycle. He doesn’t wear a helmet when riding either 

YIPPEE THATS IT KEEP THE ASKS COMING PEOPLE (but give me a bit to get back in my thinking chamber)

[punkeropercyjackson]

Lore dump of my Jthm s/i

His name is Knup,punk spelled backwards,and he's a primordial pastel goth with punk elements.He's also afro-dominican and a biracial lightskin with brown eyes and ombre black and pink hair that's in a different black style each issue and his personality is pretty much if you mixed cake batter with energy drinks,the blood of the fucked over,muddy leaves and melted cds

Knup is mentally posessed by multiple ghosts in a (researched and system friends approved) DID allegory:His abuela Eekja,his little sister Imk,a stranger with an unknown name just called 'The Stranger' and oa character from his favorite video game he accidentally murdered despite gameplay not allowing it with the cartiredge being cursed by someone long after he bought it.He's a step inbetween Nny and Devi,doing morally questionable things but with good intentions and has a warped sense of morality brought on by autism-audhd he never leaned how to mask and never medicated mental illnesses from trauma and his DID isn't the reason for his crimes but the source of his powers in the form of telekinesis,teleportation,technokinesis and ridicilously versatile telepathy

Knup and Nny were best friends growing up until Knup was taken away to attend a military school for bad behavior and unlike Nny,we get his full backstory to why he's the way he is in his own series 'Guts Cuts'.The title is a reference to the severe abuse he faced all around him leaving him not a boy or a girl but a semi-humanoid punching bag and giving up on being liked to exist(and be a force of destructive anarchist terror)

Also Nny/Knup is shipnamed Loadedbites because Knup is addicted to loaded food and Nny bites him as affection ever since they were kids

Knup's intial last name is A.....Devi's is D and Nny's is C so they're chest size jokes(tmasc Nny is so real and Knup lucked out as a boygirl transfag since it means he dosen't need top surgery.Devi's tgirl swag is super obvious and so's her aroace swag).Knup also has a tarantula motif

Knup and Nny reunite as the opener to Jthm,literal first page,and Devi's given way more pagetime as she befriends Knup too and her and Nny aren't crushing so the date never happens but due to her heavy involvement in the plot,I Feel Sick still happens and involves her accepting her aromanticism and deciding to just hire herself for her art and funds her own projects so she gains a large fanbase amongst other alternative people.Knup and Squee instantly latched onto eachother,Knup on older sister/eldest daughter instict and Squee on wanting someone who will show him fun stuff and not just the horrors(Knup fails at the latter but not on purpose.And only three times in his defense).And Tenna and Knup bond over how similar they act and their similar tastes since Tenna is a primordial scene queen and another afrolatina

And Nny isn't undoomed by the narrative,not not undoomed but a secret third thing(ressurected by Knup but has to live as his personal tangible ghost he has full control over,because of heaven and hell's rules they tried to break to save him,even if he gives him a lot of freedom.Nny is obviously into it and Knup's flustered by it to no one's surprise).The run this takes place in is called 'P.unkh' as a distortion of Knup's name to represent his worsend mental state by Nny's suicide and is the final installment of the series

[stardust-bah]

Hiiii!! Looking for a new Gatekeeper to help our current one out, so can we get an Alastor from Hazbin Hotel but like... kinda vaguely? Like the general vibe and face and personality but not SUPER connected to source in terms of background !!!

Maybe with a sprinkling of "EVIL" Melanie Martinez but that's Optional :]

Lv 3 please!!!

- @brokenpuppetstrings

𐔌 . ⋮ alastor headmate pack .ᐟ ֹ ₊ ꒱

✮⋆˙ names : Alastor, Al, Apple, Lucifer, Damien, Daemon, Leviathan, Baal, Radio, Portal, Vinyl, Vincent

✮⋆˙ age : ageless immortal

✮⋆˙ pronouns : he/him, it/its, shi/hir, sin/sins, hell/hells, dae/daem, fae/faer, dem/demon, doe/does, deer/deers, antler/antlers, stag/stags, buck/bucks, radio/radios, wave/waves, static/statics, noise/noises, call/caller, cd/cds, 📻/📻s, 🎙️/🎙️s, 🍎/🍎s 🥩/🥩s

✮⋆˙ genders : demongender, demonthing, devildeitic, demontherale, horrorangel, grotesquedollic, damiogender, cannistagic, unholybeing, unholyrotic, bloodgender, cannibgorix, radiogender, radiolexic, argcoric, distortvoicegender, staticgender, liminalic, deergender, deerthing

✮⋆˙ sexuality : aroace

✮⋆˙ terms : masc + demon/deer/radio

✮⋆˙ species : demon

✮⋆˙ roles : gatekeeper, protector

✮⋆˙ source : hazbin hotel, EVIL - melanie martinez

✮⋆˙ personality : sin takes care of the body (internally and externally) at all costs, which can lead to fae having a cold demeanor with other headmates or people outside of the system. doe calls antlerself “evil”, but it’s not a very accurate label.

✮⋆˙ likes : physical media (cds, radios, cassettes, vinyls, record players, etc), music, vintage technology and how it works (like radios, record players, old computers), cooking, spicy food/cultural dishes, cannibalism

✮⋆˙ dislikes : it’s face being on camera, seeing pictures of source/of the body, feeling physically trapped, being unable to do 📻s job

✮⋆˙ aesthetic :

✮⋆˙ emojis : ⭐️🎙️📻🍎⚜️🥀👑⚰️🍷❗️🥩🦌

✮⋆˙ faceclaims :

[1tsstargaze59]

Decided I'd just post Joy on her own, cuz my next emotion is Disgust and SHES HARD TO DRAW HELP-

Anyway, HEADCANON TIME ^^

• Friendly Rivalry with Anxiety and Sadness.

• Great friends with all the others tho!

• AroAce REP! In a platonic relationship with Anger ♦️

• Starchild~☆

• Summer vibes~

• She wears wheelies, heelies? The shoes with like wheels at the heels xD

• Most people don't have photographic memories like Riley. My mind would be a library, so memories are printed as books! Some books come with cds or images if a memory is recalled vividly. Depending on their purpose as well, they will be different types of books.