#I...I'm fighting Anon

[wormchamp72]

Wormchamp...! don't worry!! you got this..!

Got this? The only thing he's got is a weak will...

[somegrumpynerd]

How would each Sans on the Bad Sanses feel about affection?

So this has been in my inbox for a couple of weeks, and right after I got it I started writing out a big long answer. Like, a paragraph for each of them, and kinda adding to it and editing it every so often.

And then I realised that is WAY too long to answer this simple question with lol so I condensed it into doodle form

But I want you to know it was a very good question because I almost wrote like 4 paragraphs on it, so thank you anon <3

Also I wasn't sure if you wanted Nightmare included in the mix, but here he is too just in case

[orengejoshi]

Hell yeah dude congrats on the mini human!!! If you’re craving chocolate chip cookies, brownies etc but don’t want to worry about a messy kitchen after, there’s a few ways to make single servings in a mug in the microwave and a few of them don’t use egg if you’re worried about things like salmonella and any other health concerns that come with not using a conventional oven. Also, if you REALLY want another layer of protection, heat treating flour can kill a lot of harmful stuff as well for extra peace of mind. Either spread a thin layer on a cooking sheet and bake at ≈150°C (converted from freedom units lol) for 10 minutes, or you can nuke a bowl of it in the microwave for 30 second intervals, stirring occasionally.

I know when my mom was having my sister years ago, she had to be careful about things that were normally okay before and my dad would take a couple extra precautions when cooking for us.

I’ve also seen packets of Betty Crocker mix in stores marketed as “(X) in a mug” (the blueberry muffins are my favorite personally)

They’re marketed as just “Mug Treats” and so far I’ve seen one with Hot Fudge Brownie, one with Soft Chocolate Chip Cookie, and another with Funfetti.

Whew, sorry for the yapping 😅 I just remembered you mentioned craving chocolate and sweets so I thought I’d share with the class in case you wanted baked goods quickly and without all the mess afterwards.

Congrats again on the pregnancy, and don’t let the bastards get you down👏 you’re doing awesome

THANK YOU this is godsent, omg🙏🏻😭💗

I'll share it for everyone who's also pregnant or just hungry for no reason🫡 this is amazing and easy (and I'm a great cook and baker! I love being in the kitchen) I made one a week ago and then I made 5 more (aka my own mom made them with/for me) and I said it was literally the best thing my taste buds have ever witnessed in that moment. it really hit the spot. we also threw some cherries from a jar in that bih and it's����🏻 chef kiss

I should have put some empty mugs around him but this still conveys an accurate picture of what my past few weeks looked like

[toxintouch]

hii!! I just read cold spots and it was AMAZING!!! Im not sure if you wanted to continue the fic, but if you don’t mind could you continue with Veres part? I don’t know what you would write about but I just feel like that fic has so much potential to be a little 3 part series or something 🙏

<- Cold Spots TYSM ANON!! I put the Vere End at the beginning for ease of reading. For the sake of folks who would like to read this as a stand-alone... I think u can? With the knowledge that the premise of Cold Spots is that Mhin and MC/Sparrow went ghost hunting. Vere is said to have been responsible for a handful of local ghost stories, so…of course he makes some mischief.🦊 Also MC needs some Winter wear, stat.  A very light Possessive Vere warning in this btw, though perhaps in a roundabout way.  Plausible deniability is so important to him.

You putter around in your room at the Wet Wick as you go about your nightly routine. The occasional cheer or thud from below only accentuates your nervous energy, punctuating your reluctance to settle down and get into bed. You smooth the covers with your bandaged hands and fluff the pillow before extinguishing the lamplight. You tug the bedding up above your shoulders, fighting to get comfortable. As your eyelids finally start to droop, the flicker of a shadow catches your attention.   It dances and sways and bends and grows until suddenly it is right in front of you.  On top of you. Silken, blood red drips down onto your face, a knife gleam smile too close for comfort.  You breathe in a gasp, wondering if you should scream. “Vere, what–” “Shhh,” he coos, pressing a finger lightly to your lips.  His breath is hot against your skin. “I only came to keep you warm, pet.”

Heat Signature

“Poor thing.” Vere purrs.  “Your lips are so cold.”  He leans ever closer, his mouth hot over yours–hovering.  His other hand reaches for your face as well, nails trailing against your cheek in a teasing caress.

You feel even the thought of being cold leave your body, replaced instead by the unusual thrill he commands, that strange enthralling sway.

That heat you’ve come to associate with Vere; sweet tendrils of want that nestle in your bloodstream.

You squirm a little, though you can’t move much with him looming over you.

(You should probably do more to protest his intrusion into your room, you think to yourself, though, the majority of you is–curious, daresay even far too eager to–)

“Whatever trouble did you get up to that left you in such a state?”

At this you scoff, tilting your head back into the pillow and effectively knocking Vere’s finger from your lips.  

“As if you don’t know,” you accuse.

Vere looks entirely unperturbed by you shaking him off, his lithe fingers traveling freely along the newly displayed skin of your throat, making your pulse jump.

Vere chuckles at that, dark and silky.

“Being tight lipped about your adventures, hm?”  He angles your face just so, ensuring you meet his sharp eyes, his nose brushing up against yours.  “Not that it matters.  It so happens I do know what you’ve been up to.  Trespassing in places that don’t belong to you.”

“...It was an abandoned building.  I don’t think it really belonged to anyone.”

“And that’s where you’d be wrong,” Vere says, “everything in this city belongs to someone, darling.  You just don’t know what belongs to who yet.”  He peers down at you with laughter in his expression, though there's a distinct edge to it that you can't quite place.

“So, you're here because that building belongs to you...?”

“Hmm, amongst other things.  However shall I make you apologize to me for this most egregious offense?”  He asks airily, shifting until he’s beside you rather than perched over you, resting his cheek in his hand and letting his eyes slip closed. He's the absolute picture of unbothered leisure.  

(You’re not fooled–he’s simply waiting for you to let your guard down before he pounces.)

You open your mouth to deny any debts on your part (though, if your ghost hunting spot was indeed Vere’s hideout, you really do feel guilty) but Vere cuts you off before you can speak.

“Alas, I suppose it’s not mine anymore.  Within a week it will reek of wet dogs and cheap booze. It's a lost cause now that those drooling reprobates know it's inhabitable.  A pity.  By Eridia's standards it really was divine in its heyday.  Good wine, music, dancing.  There was this portrait artist who would paint the performances…”

His tone remains light as he reminisces.  But the look he pins you with is dangerous: his eyes gleaming bright, his canines bared in an irreverent grin.

“I had such hopes and dreams of reviving the place myself.  Some of the dances were very scandalous.  You never did share with me your stance on dancing, did you?”

You stumble out an approximate answer.  It’s…harmless information to give, isn’t it?

Though, judging by how pleased Vere looks, you wonder if you should have refused to say.  He looks positively wicked as he ponders your answer aloud.  “Oh, I’m sure you’ve got plenty of talents to share.  In another life, perhaps I'd have put you on stage.  Though, I admit.  I find myself partial to a private show.”

And–as expected–the moment you let your guard down, he's in your space again, crowding you.  Heat and proximity and the softest brush of his lips against yours, light enough to send a thrill down your spine, curiosity and a want so deep it surprises you.

“Well?”  He purrs.  “Care to audition?”

You can't hide behind the excuse of supernatural sway or charm or the thrall of hypnotic sunglo eyes.  It's not Vere's power that controls you. It's your own gnawing desire; starvation and longing that draws you to him despite all sense.

Kissing Vere is heady.  Dizzying.  

Kissing Vere is like being in conversation with Vere–a constant of giving and taking, being chased after and running to keep up.  It’s enticing and alluring and decadent and never quite enough, over too soon even as you feel yourself losing air, the rush of blood and sensation threatening to overwhelm you.

He gives a parting nip to your bottom lip as he pulls away.

Then another one, playful, to your jaw.

When he presses his face into the side of your neck, you expect him to bite again.

What you don’t expect is for him to nuzzle into you, inhaling deeply before heaving a great sigh, his tail flopping lazily to land across you with a thump.

He’s officious as he rearranges the covers, ensuring your arms are tucked carefully away from him before he’s willing to fully settle into the bedding, pulling the blankets up around the both of you like a den.  He hums something low in his chest as he tucks himself up alongside you, long tail curled around your waist. 

It’s rhythmic–

purring.

And it’s…soothing, actually.

The weight of him, the warmth.  The incessant lamplight of the Amaryllis District, shining ever present through your window, is dim–tolerable, even, courtesy of Vere's magnificent shadow manipulations and the blankets sheltering you. 

The constant noise seems to fade away as well, obscured by the sound of purring. “Falling asleep when you have me in your bed, pet?  You really do try your luck…”

[burningcheese-merchant]

Hey Merchant! Brand new to the blog and I love it, but I was wondering your opinion on something. I’ve been noticing recently (especially on TikTok) people coming to a compromise in defending ShadowVanilla but/by antagonizing BurningCheese. They’ll say stuff like “SV has nuance but BC is just toxic” and while I can see that in a way, it doesn’t sit right with me. Again, just wondering how you feel about that (No hate to those people from me though).

Hypocrites. They're stupid, annoying hypocrites. Plain and simple. There's nothing to see except for that. It doesn't sit right because the chair is fucking busted dude, it's got 3 legs and two of them got mauled by termites and the rest got cobbled together by Patrick Star

If Golden Cheese was a man, BurningCheese would be just as popular as ShadowVanilla. It would have mountains of fanart on this dumb website and it would have a million fics on AO3 (400 and counting vs 40, yes I am bitter and disappointed, I'm only one person and there are only so many hours in a day I can't bridge that gap alone) and it would have hordes of dumb, horny fujos running interference for it 24/7 just like ShadowVanilla does. (And I specify GC being a man and not BS being a woman because let's all be real. Nobody cares about f/f ships. M/f and f/f are and will always be overshadowed by m/m whether any of us like it or not.) If they actually bothered to pay attention to the game, and to GC's and BS's characters and how they intertwine/compare/contrast, then they would see that their dynamic has equal weight and value. But they don't. And you know what? At least half of them didn't recognize the weight and value of ShadowVanilla, either, until episode 7 and 8 came out and the concept was directly spoonfed to them by the narrative. The OG ShadowVanilla fans went from rarepair hell to having their ship borderline gentrified, that's a whole separate tragedy honestly

You know what's blinding those people to BurningCheese? You know the truth? I'm going to explain better.

Burning Spice is a man and Golden Cheese is a woman. That automatically sets it back in the eyes of a lot of morons online. Hetero pairs bad. Also, BS hurt GC in the story, which is his literal job as a villain and all the Beasts do this, therefore misogyny abuse toxic blah blah blah. GC fought back and kicked his ass and never once tolerated any of his behavior but that doesn't matter I guess. Shadow Milk psychologically tortured Pure Vanilla and essentially mutilated him mentally/spiritually and turned him into a husk (Truthless Recluse). But that doesn't matter because gay = get out of jail free, also there's probably a dose of "lol men can't be abused or mistreated and anything bad that happens to a man is hot and/or deserved" underlining some people's thoughts let's not kid ourselves

Burning Spice is not a Tumblr Sexyman and Shadow Milk is. Shadow Milk is thin and nerdy and has multicolored hair and dresses like a literal and figurative clown and is kind of effeminate and is basically the final boss of all theater kids and is dramatic and charmingly evil and is confirmed to be about as physically tough as cooked pasta. Burning Spice is built like a brick shithouse and has to bend down to fit through a doorway and speaks in a rumbling baritone and is the "wrong" kind of evil (he is not suave or charming, he is all out bloodthirsty with zero dramatics or window dressing of any kind). Burning Spice is a traditionally masculine man and Shadow Milk is not. And the Tumblr I always thought I knew never liked men like BS, they like men like SM, and so far no one has done anything to prove me wrong. Tumblr Sexymen can do whatever they want and always be praised, regular sexy men can do the exact same shit and be condemned as toxic and abusive because they're perceived as threatening while Tumblr Sexymen are not

Burning Spice and Golden Cheese are not white/based on non-white cultures. They're both very dark-skinned, at that. Yes they are cookies not humans, but come the fuck on Burning Spice is literally Shiva but red instead of blue, certain cookies are obviously supposed to be certain races/ethnicities deal with it!! Skinny white boys have always been what Tumblr and TikTok girlies want, it's always been this way and always will be. Go look at the top pairings on AO3, 99% is yaoi with white dudes. (No you are not racist if you don't like BurningCheese, not liking a ship is not racist good Lord. Racism is a little bigger than that. I'm just pointing out a pattern)

I will say it until I'm as blue in the face as Shadow Milk is, I LOVE ShadowVanilla. I really do. I love them individually as characters and together as a pair, I love all the beautiful fanart, I love everyone's analyses of them, I love all the fantastic fics written by fantastic authors I will never in my fucking life measure up to I don't even know why I bother at this point, I do I do I do. But I am SICK of the hypocrisy. SICK OF IT. I am SICK of BurningCheese getting maligned while ShadowVanilla is celebrated in the same fucking breath. Look me in the eye and tell me SM is any fucking better than BS. Look me in the eye and tell me you'd still like ShadowVanilla if PV was a woman, instead of screeching about misogyny and abuse. I accept and love both ships for what they are and what they can be. If someone can't do that for whatever reason then fine, that's nobody's problem but theirs, it's shipping it doesn't actually matter do what you want, but don't try looking down your nose at others because "Fallen Hero/Heinous Villain Being Canonically Attracted To/Obsessed With Their Heroic Counterpart/Narrative Foil, Whom They Cannot Live Without Because They Are Actual, Literal Soulmates" is better than "Fallen Hero/Heinous Villain Being Canonically Attracted To/Obsessed With Their Heroic Counterpart/Narrative Foil, Whom They Cannot Live Without Because They Are Actual, Literal Soulmates" because ❓❓❓❓❓❓❓

I'm sorry Anon, I'm not mad at you. I'm happy to hear from you, I'm happy you took the time to reach out to me, I'm happy you like my blog and I hope you stay. I'll just be honest, I'm dealing with something genuinely awful in real life right now and I am not ok. I'm really not ok. I needed to yell at something stupid and ridiculous so I could pretend I'm not the utterly powerless creature I actually am, if only for a moment. I saw a punching bag in the shape of your ask and I started swinging. Worst part is I don't even feel any better, but I already typed all of this out so I might as well keep it

TL;DR: TikTok -> OPINION DISCARDED

[michdoodles]

Felt the need to draw literal trash last night instead of going to bed at a decent hour even with the threat of the power going out again because of the wind but anyway @superscourge hi, I gave him the opera binoculars

[braceletofteeth]

Leave it there.

Where? In your heart?

But I guess that's not possible.

[stargirlygirl]

you don’t like writing for raf but he’s your fav?? Make that make sense…

assuming this is you btw^

i could ramble on and on about why i don't like writing for him, but it basically boils down to the complexity of his character.

i've heard the theory that rafayel is the unity of opposing forces, and his myths are about defying fate, no? rafayel is like the taijitu - the yin and yang. he is the co-existence of two contradicting forces and perhaps even more.

he's this flippant, absolute flake when it comes to thomas's events; he's an incredibly talented artist who can get carried away in his works; he hates humanity, but is clingy and begs for mc's attention when she shows it to a cat and not him (tailwag moment). and this is because mc is the love of his life, the reason he sacrificed his people. raf is a lover at his core, but he can be dramatic and eccentric and the rest of it, too.

he's submissive before he is dominant. he is the sea god, but his evol is fire. he tells mc to leave, but proceeds to fall off the couch to make her stay. rafayel is a contradiction to himself, but somehow, the contradiction is united.

infold have created this incredibly complex character who is ultimately a whole. his character is not splintered or in opposition with another part of him. the parts that do contradict each other are somehow glued together, still working in harmony to make rafayel the man he is.

furthermore, i've been playing otomé games on and off for seven years, and in every single game i've played, there has never been a li that comes close to raf's complexity or personality.

for example, from the li's in both ikémen sengoku and ikémen vampire, i would say that rafayel is a combination of yoshimoto and charles (from each respective game). i won't get into it, but these two li's are starkly different and given the same situation, would make incredibly different choices.

and it's because i haven't achieved the skill level necessary to accurately represent a character with so many contradictions, but who is seemingly consistent, that i don't like to write for rafayel. he is my favourite because of how complicated he is, his dramatic and sassy nature, how he lures you in like the siren he is, and how he ultimately makes mc feel so loved because she is his reason for existence.

when a fan reads fanfiction, they deserve to read a piece that is consistent with the character's personality and predictable reactions. we often see raf react with his signature dramatic flare, but how far does that flare go? when does that flare turn into concern or yearning? what if xyz factor is at play, would raf still respond dramatically? or is he whipping out that low business voice? or is he whiny and needy? i'm not at a stage yet where i know the answer to these questions. and i don't want to misrepresent the man that raf is. that's why i'm leaving his fics to the writers that understand him and can execute him well.

as i've said in a previous reply to an anon, the only reason why you framed this question so rudely is because you can hide behind your anonymity. if your username was attached to this post, then i doubt you would be asking me to 'make that make sense' and instead express a genuine curiosity for why my love for raf but decision not to write for him are in opposition.

i hope you can understand now why i've made this decision.

[arttsuka]

Hi hello I accidentally sent this to the wrong blog at first and caused mass hysteria but could I please ask for

jedtavius with a churro going at it lady and the tramp style pretty please with fire extinguisher paste on top

Oops 😬

1st: I accidentally made a 'they're big now' drawing (churros are too big for their small selves ok? They wouldn't be able to 'lady and the tramp' it)

2nd: why fire extinguisher paste? No (I did draw a blank person using a fire extinguisher on them tho)

[sukugo]

Do you think gojo makes those freaky ass feral expressions while getting dicked down?

YES YES YESSSSSSSSSSS RAAAAAAAAAHHHH THIS IS SOMETHIGN IM PASSIONATE ABOUT OKAY!!!!!!! YES HE DOES

like, pleasure looks such a specific way on satoru. we can see it in the tojigo fight, the hanami/jogo fight and the sukugo fight. they're the only moments where we truly get to see raw pleasure on him and it's that. eyes popping out and manic grin and laughter bubbling in his torso and body charged, and mannerisms especially crude.

there's something so animalistic about it, his "human" mask slipping from him and showing him in all his monstrous glory, unfiltered and raw and like the freak of nature he truly is

and it's exactly the same thing when it comes to sex. it's all pleasure after all.

[somegrumpynerd]

I think the reason sans was out of character in the new chapter of Deltarune is because he was drunk off his ass

Y'know Anon, that's a fair assessment lol

It just kinda caught me off guard cause like bro!!! where is my friend gonna sleep?! where is your brother!!!!!

[fiepige]

What about Hobie bouncing off and pulling up the bus and Peter smashing the car into Tombstone? Not much of a relation besides vehicular involvement, but their movements are just so cool in those little scenes

Vehicular involvement is all I need as an excuse to make a noirpunk GIFset lol

And agreed, their movements look so cool in these scenes! (I slowed both GIFs down a bit to get a better look at them)

Please feed me more noirpunk GIF ideas I love making these 💜

[pseudophan]

actually the impact that flying has on the environment still gets hugely underestimated. in terms of individual action, that is basically the one thing that really really matters, much more so than any other lifestyle choices.

obviously there are many reasons why we often do have to fly, realistically.

but if it's a flight that you neither have to take nor are even fully sure if you WANT to take... feel like that's the exact moment where this should become a factor in your decision making

i didn't ask hope this helps 👍

[shippingmyworld]

I like imagining either one of Danny or Manny's gallery of villains finding out about their relationship like:

"You're not going to stop me! Not even help from your friend-"

"Boyfriend, actually."

"Boyfriend?"

"Yeah we've been dating for about a month now."

"Aw congratulations... wAIT WHY AM I CONGRATULATING YOU YOU'RE THE ENEMY!!!!"

LMAOOOOO I can totally see like pretty much every one of Manny's villains doing this. Except maybe Black Cuervo who'd probably react like:

"Wait, you're gay?"

"Bi actually."

"You're telling me I have twice as many people to worry about now???"

Danny's less serious half of the gallery would probably do the same. Like I can see Box Ghost not caring either way, "It matters not if your friend is of the boy or girl variety, for I am the Box Ghost and you will beware my power!!!" Followed immediately by Manny shoving his boot into Box Ghost's face.

I can also totes see a scenario with Skulker where Danny gets captured and he taunts Danny like, "Not even your new friends will be able to spring you from this trap."

"Oh yeah, just wait until my boyfriend gets here. He's just a tad overprotective and I'd be surprised if you make it out in one piece after he sees what you did to me."

"Boyfriend? I thought you were with the dark girl one."

"Dude, that was years ago. Try and keep up. My boyfriend is the tiger."

"Well then, I'll just get a bigger cage for the both of you."

[chocodile]

Does Hyden have any opinion/reaction to being called/mistaken for a hare?

I don't think he'd feel any particular way about being mistaken for a hare. At most, he might scoff at your peasant-like ignorance. How could you not know that his famously inbred family has been 100% composed of RABBITS for generations?

Not that he's all that keen on being seen as a rabbit, either, though. It's known that he hates carrots on principle and has a fixation on red meat beyond what could be explained by the cultural norms where he grew up. And, of course, he favors dragons as a personal motif.

He tries to distance himself from the "timid, weak prey animal" stereotype at every opportunity, describing himself as a "carnivore" or "predator" instead. Of course, not many people are mistaking this enormous evil bastard for a scared little bunny these days, but he might have a bit of a complex over the fact that his health problems + status as the family's only heir meant being treated like a fragile glass baby with no agency when he was a child. Maybe. But you didn't hear it from me.

[saltpepperbeard]

Stede is hotter than his man is.

Fight me

...COUNTERPOINT, ANON, WITH SOME EDITS HERE:

THEY'RE BOTH HOT SHDKLJS.

Or, to throw a Rhysie Gif in here for some additional pizzazz/point: