#bluris answers asks

[1-800-i-ship-it]

scooby dooby blu where are you

im in link click and orv hell xD

about to visit arcane hell soon...

where are you 👀

[honeyedfem]

🔸

uhm... our system is really complicated, despite being pretty small.

[simonsrileyhusband]

AAHRRG I NEED TO HEAR YOUR SIMON SHARING READER WITH PRICE IDEAS and maybe a little ghostprice in there too just maybe

🙏🙏

nsfw:

simon is jealous... no, possesive, you are his and only his. but before he met you he meet price and his captain means a lot to him.

so when he sees the way price eyes you up at the tiny reunion the 141 had at his house, he starts thinking. thinking why wasnt he angry, why didnt he punch him in the face like he has done before with random guys on the street?

"yer joking, right?" price was sitting alone with simon on the tiny office of the house, a quick drop off something simon forgot at base turned into a small talk session and drinking.

"i never joke like that." his voice is harsh, dry and determinated. simon looked at his captain death in the eyes, waiting for an answer.

"i mean..." the older man speaks, drinking a bit of the whiskey, nervous. "if he is up to."

simon hums and stands up, leaving the glass on the tiny table and walks off the room.

"wait-..." he tries to complain but its too late, price hears how a door opens from afar and how the two of you talk, far enough to not be able to actually pick up any words.

after a good 10 minutes simon walks in, you walk behind him shyly, grabbing his hand you hide behind his strong frame.

"you already know eachother, no needs for introductions." he pulls you into his lap, sitting besides price. "if you wanna stop just say, m'kay?" you nod softly, wiggling closer to simon, watching price carefully. he is hot, big biceps and a bit of tummy, just like your simon, big thighs and husky voice...

"words baby." he whispers, and you nod again, lost in the way price stares at you while he finishes his drink. "i-... yes." you finally speak and your boyfriend hums.

"go on. sit on his lap baby." you obey, crawling into his lap, facing him. "hi, love." he mumbles, placing his hands barely above your knees. you whisper a little hi back. "can i... can i kiss him?" you ask shyly, while looking at simon, your cheeks blushed. "you can do anything, lovie, as long as you are comfortable." you nod and turn back to price, whose hands were a bit higher on your thighs now.

you kiss him, not like you would kiss your boyfriend, you hold back a bit, tasting the alcohol on him. but he is older, he has experience, he knows how to make someone feel good, you feel his hands rub your legs and waist, squeezing just enough to make you want more, and when you feel his bulge grow you cant help but grind on it, moaning softly into his lips.

"enough, on your knees, now." you quickly pull back, and look at simon flustered, yet, you do as he says quickly, kneeling in front of the two men. "jesus, ya got him trained well."

"he know he gets a reward if he's good."

you look up at them with desire, a burning sensation growing inside of you, sinful images filling your mind of all the things they can do to you. both of them undo their belts and unzip their pants. you perk up and pull down simons boxers. instinctively grabbing his dick. "not so fast, be a good boy and do the same with john."

a little whine scapes your mouth, and you do as you are told, pulling down his boxers too, both of your hands start to move up and down their hardening cocks, you look at them, how theu grunt and pant, how they stare down at you like hungry lions waiting to eat their prey.

"suck." a simple word, a command that came out as a grunt. you lean in and kiss his tip lovingly, you lick and kiss all over his lenght, taking your time to take all of it inside. you continue to jerk price off, who was lost in the way you moved your head up and down, how your eyes water and how good simons voice sounds when he is whispering naaty praises to you.

your mind is blury, you dont know how lomg you have been sucking their dicks, being yanked by the hair and cheeks to be shoved into their aching dicks. but when they get tired of that and need more than just your mouth your mind is already gone.

"its okay baby, relax f'me" you hear your boyfriends husky voice sooth you, face down and ass up on the couch they were once sitting at. your hole dripping and your breath heavy. simon pats princes arm, "ye' can go first, but no cumming inside of him, that’s only f'me."

price says something that you dont quite graso because a heavy hand falls harshly into your ass, making you whine. "do you want me to fuck you, mhm? tell me honey, tell me how badly y'want your boyfriends friend to fuck you."

[copwef]

Parent!shadow ends up in the cannon universe, sees cannon Sonic and has STRONG Parental instincts over him once he realizes Cannon sonic has no parents. But since he doesn't want C! Sonic knowing he's there he's gotta be sneaky.

Eggmans about to land a surprise attack on Sonic and P!shadow hits him with a downright disgusting combo, destroying his new mech without sonic ever realizing it was there.

Sonic's sleeping in a tree and suddenly wakes up in a nice warm bed next to the tree that totally wasn't stolen.

Sonic wants to eat unhealthy chili dogs and soda, he blinks and his sprite his replaced with water and his chili dogs and replaced with a veggie burger and some veggie straws.

......(SMALL FANFIC).... Cannon sonic Pov:

Sonic stirred, his blury vision locking on to a figure standing next to the bed he's found himself in.

He knows he should be on guard, he's in a unfamiliar location with a stranger. Yet all he seems to feel is...at peace. Like someone lit a match in a fireplace that had never been used.

Still he tried to mumble, asking the unknown for answers. He didn't receive them but he got something he deemed better.

The person placed a gloved hand on his head and whispered. "Sleep, you need the rest." He remained quite for a moment before whispering, to sonic or himself, "You may not be my son, I'm pretty sure I didn't raise you in this world. But even so, you have the same spark that he does. So I know you'll be okay."

Sonic's eyes closed at the praise, not even processing that the voice sounded quite like shadows. Because it couldn't have been, the shadow he knows would rather drop dead than say any of that. But he doesn't think about it.

He lets out a soft hum of relaxation, and let's his eyes grow heavier, finally feeling the warmth of a parent's comforting presence as he drifted off, into the Best night of sleep sonic ever had.

[endomentendo]

hELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLo i highly doubt you rememememeber my idiotic self but you answered a ask of mine likeeee uhhh .____.

6 months ago? abt me asking how i can improve my art and blahhh

recently ive been designing more characters for a story im (hopefully) going to write :D

i was wondering if you have any wonky crazy character design ideas

here are a few of my silly guys, as you can notice... i mostly only draw cat like characters x_x

also sorry for the horrrible blury ass one x_x (im taking pics with my computer sooo yeahh)

also AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYOUARTISSOPRETTYANDIRLLYHOPEILLBEABLETODRAWASGOODASYOUONEDAY

hope you have a aMAZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZING day or night :))

OH MY GOSH LOOK AT YOUR PROGRESS!!! I’m honestly impressed and proud!! It has been a while but wow!! Keep it up!

[sims2packrat]

do you have Delusion's Sims 2 File for movie makers

Hello anon! :-D so sorry for the late reply, this ask got burried in my (very messy) drafts. The answer to your question though, I unfortunately don't. But!

The original dowload page has been saved via wayback. At the bottom of the page it reads "You cannot download files in this forum" so I guess one might had to have been logged in to download files. Anyhow, since it seems to have been a simple edit of the VideoCapture.ini file, I recreated Delusion's mod for you :-) here is the original description and how to install (or make the edits yourself) the mod:

This mod is a simple mod, most of you will know that the highest video capture size is 640x480, i have made alteration​s to the configuati​ons to enable you to record in 1280x1024, As you will find out the video quality when recoding in 1280x1024 is amazing no blury edges no grainy effect and no lines, its like Sims2 Movies in High Definition​ , these were the original settings. SmallSetti​ngs        = size: 128x128 MediumSett​ings        = size: 320x240 LargeSetti​ngs        = size: 640x480 And i have changed them to this removing the small quality 128x128. SmallSetti​ngs        = size: 320x240 MediumSett​ings        = size: 640x480 LargeSetti​ngs        = size: 1280x1024 The filesize of the movies you record will double as you are recording bigger, and also depending on your computer specs whilst recoding it may slow down slighty. Other than that this is great for movies, no other real use, i have attached a file with a movie in it unedited, and as you will see the quality and size is so much better. Please backup your videocaptu​re file. Note i have also included the original file settings, for if you wish to change it back. To install this mod you need copy the file VideoCaptu​re file and paste and overwrite the original*, here is the directory, Program Files\EA GAMES\The Sims 2\TSData\R​es\UserDat​a\Config You also need to paste the file into your latest expansion pack. For example if your latest EP is OFB the directory is, Program Files\EA GAMES\The Sims 2 Open For Business\T​SData\Res\​UserData\C​onfig This does not effect gameplay at all, and is only usefull for if you are recording movies.

*I personally never overwrite files since sometimes it doesn't fully work. I suggest you move the original file somewhere as a backup, and then paste/drag my file. I haven't tested this edit but it should work. I included the basegame and M&G files incase you accidentally delete or overwrite them. I can't remember if the file I edited was the basegame one or M&G, but I think the files are all the same between different ep/sp.

Download: SFS

If anyone has delusion's original mod though, feel free to re-upload!

[interstellarsystem]

How do you tell yourselves apart? Like. When someone fronts or is just around do they just know who they are all the time or do you have strategies of working it out? Asking because every time we try to work ourselves out there’s always a point past which we just end up with a massive list of names that no one entirely claims and no one can seem to recognise themselves as themselves more than once. Idk if that makes sense. No pressure to answer of course I just don’t know what to do exactly.

We have trouble sometimes, especially when dissociating, blurring, or innersystem communication is just overall bad.

Honestly, our strategies consist of... Looking through our system member list and seeing if the "vibes" match. If we get a "maybe I'm this person?", then we'll see what traits that person has and try to see what others on the list have them, to narrow it down.

Now.. That sounds like it doesn't really work for you. Maybe defining people by groups of similar people as opposed to many individuals would help you? We've seen other systems who have similar bluriness between their members find that doing it that way helps.

Overall... Being a system is really complicated but I hope you find something that can help. Maybe our followers have ideas?

[dyakojaythedevil]

UNSCHEDULED obsession | Part 1

Pairing Fem!Reader x Choso | Geto | Mahito

Warning Slightly violent | Reader is half curse and 120 yo | mentions of murders and sacrifices | Guys it includes smut in the next parts, so if you're underage plz don't even start :>

Enjoy the dirty time ;)

Blood. Blood every where. Blood in the air, blood on their faces, on their shoes, on their hands, on their souls. Blood of all the Jujutsu sorcerers they murdered to get to the old temple in the middle of jungle, buried in the heart of a stone cave.

"This curse better be worth the effort." Mahito mumbled under his breath as the three of them walked into the temple, his tone as annoyed as a spoilt child who didn't get the toy he wanted. Their steps slowed as they reached the glass tomb. The three men circled around the tomb, their gazes narrowing as they watched the body lying in it.

The body of a young girl, h/c hair spread on the gold pillow under her head. Her face pale and designed with black marks, two dark lines starting from her forhead, crossing her eyes and ending in three small beauty dots on her cheeks. She didn't seem in piece, judging by her slight frown and shiny, non-smiling lips.

Similar marks could be seen on the bare skin of her body. Her arms were folded in a cross on her chest, which had a deep hole in it, right where her heart used to beat decades ago. Geto eyed her form carefully and a deep smirk appeared on his face as he answered his young teammate "She is worth it."

"AAh~" A deep moan left your dry lips and you slowly opened your eyes after a century. Everything was blury, a strong wave of cursed energy surrounding your form as you were lying on a soft matress. "What's.. goin' on..?"

You helped yourself sat up and a smooth laughter echoed in your ears. You rubbed your eyes, blinking a couple of times to help clear your gaze. Finally you could see better and the first thing your eyes noticed were these young men circling around you like scavengers circling around a dead body, their eyes staring hungrily right into your soul.

You frowned deeply and your left hand clenched slightly into a fist. But before you use your energy to harm any of those weirdos, the man in black kimono stepped closer, "Easy there, pretty thing," he started, trying to calm you down before explaining simply "We brought you back to life. A 'thank you' would be nice!"

Your frown deepend as your gaze searched around you, your mind wandering through your latest memories. And then it hit you. You lost the battle, you were sealed away by those damn sorcerers. How many days has passed, or maybe years?

"Ah, fuck!" You cursed under your breath as a wave of pain ran through your forhead. When -THE FUCK- have you become so weak? Your hands grasped at your hair and you cursed a couple of words in quiet whispers. When the slight pain disappeared, your eyes fell on your naked form. There was a wound on the middle on your chest, neat stitches sunken deep into your pale flesh.

"My heart..." You mumbled and slightly rubbed on the wound. "They took it away to seal you properly," the asnwer came from the same man from earlier, "We sacrificed some monkeys to bring you back."

His last sentence made you turn around, only to see three bodies laid down on the floor, skins bloody, necks pulseless. They seemed young, too young to be sacrificed for whatever reason, but in that very moment, you couldn't care less. The only thing that was roaming around your mind, was the threatening reminder that these men surely had a reason to bother to bring you back to life.

You stood up, your legs shaking for a second, threatening to disappoint you. But luckily you managed to hold yourself up. You turned to the man with dark kimono and darker hair, wrapped up in a lazy manbun at the back of his head.

"What do you want?" You asked coldly, your voice low. The guy smirked, pleased with how quickly you got to the main point. yet he kept cool and decided to start with an introduction, rather than an answer to your qustion.

"I'm Geto Suguru, a curse user. And these are Mahito," Geto paused a moment to point to the young guy beside him. Mahito waved to you with a smile, his skin covered in stitches, and his eyes glistening with a psychic shine. "And Choso." The third man didn't bother to move a muscle, continuing to stare right into your eyes.

"That wasn't my answer." You reminded coldly as your gaze turned to Geto once again. The man's smirk widened and he licked his lips. "Alright, then let me get to the main point right away. We want you to work with us to get to a shared goal."

"And what shared goal do I have with you?!" You asked, kind of annoyed by his confidence that seemed to be reaching the skies. You crossed your arms infront of your chest and pretended that the light breeze sneaking through the open window isn't giving you shivers.

"Our goals aren't exactly the same, you see.." Geto started, but was soon cut off by Choso who seemed to be annoyed by the slow progress in the conversation, "We're getting rid of some sorcerers, Zenins involved."

Zenin~! The name rang in your ears over and over again.

Now, that sounded like a good kind of shared goal! You cocked an eyebrow, letting the corners of your mouth curl up in a curious smile. "And what are your reasons for such fearless decision?"

"We all got our own reasons, pretty thing. Revenge, fun, curiousity, but those aren't important. The important thing is that we're all walking the same path, so wht not walk together?"

You took a couple of minutes to think about it as the four of you stood there in silence. Finally, you spoke, "Alright, I'mma listen to what you have to say, but first, give me some damn food.." You said, your eyebrows bending into a deep frown as you added, "And clothes. I'm done watching you check me up and down like a pervert."

Geto's smirk deepened even more. He didn't really seem bothered by your threatening tone, and that pissed you off further. Instead, you noticed Choso turning his gaze away from the corner of your eye. A slightly pink shade was covering his cheeks as well as the bridge of his nose, which was already designed by a black mark.

"Here you go, pretty thing." Your attention was back to Geto who put some clothes on the bottom corner of the bed. The three of them walked out the room and Geto informed before closing the door behind him, "The dinner's ready. We'll be waiting for you. Take your time re-meeting your perfect body."

Then you were left by yourself -well, if not counting the corpse!- to check yourself up in the mirror in the corner of the room. Your looks hadn't changed at all. Which wasn't really a surprise for a curse like your kind. You eyed the wound on your chest once again.

"Those mother fucker Zenins..." You mumbled. A sigh left your lips as you reached for the clothes Geto left for you. It was a baby blue kimono, long enough to cover down to your ankles. You took a minute to feel the sweet warmth of it before heading out the room, searching around for the three man.

The house wasn't that big, but surely enough for three. You hoped it would be enough for four as well. You stepped into the kitchen, finding Choso and Geto sitting around a round table. Geto pulled out the chair next to him, encouraging you to sit. As soon as you did, they started the meal. You started as well, feeling starved after a long sleep of God knows how many years.

"Now, for the plan," Geto started. You just nodded as a sign to assure him you're listening, but you didn't stop enjoying your delicious meal. "We're thinking about attacking Jujutsu High, Tokyo. But first we need to make sure we have enough power to beat them up, especially with Gojo Satoru on their side."

"Who is that?" You finally asked in confusion. Geto mumbled a "oh" before answering, "Right, I forgot you were gone for a hundred years."

That made you choke on your food. You started to cough harshly, eyes tearing up. Geto seemed unbothered, ignoring your coughs. But Choso handed you a cup of water as the other man continued, "He's the strongest sorcerer of all. He owns The Six Eyes, making him a really powerfull enemy."

"And how can I be a help in your plan?"

"Well, I was thinking about doubling our curse techniques for the upcoming battle." You frowned once again -this guy has sweared to fix that frown on your face, hasn't he? You put your spoon down to look at him from the corner of your eyes. And he's doing the same, his never-fading smirk still there on his face.

Choso was watching the two of you carefully and he broke the silence with an unsure tone, "I thought we wanted to send her to Jujutsu High as a spy to weaken Gojo Satoru."

"You see, Choso, there are so many good ways to use a pretty thing like her for our own good." Geto chuckled before getting back to his meal. The combination of his tone and words sent a shiver down your spine. But Geto changed the subject as if his earlier words meant nothing, "Since we should wait for the right time to start our plan, what do you think about a tour around the town? We can buy you some clothes as well, as you'll be around here for a long time now."

You could feel that this wasn't just about 'walking around Tokyo' and 'buying clothings'. He was up to something, that was for sure. But what?

"Sounds like a good idea. Can we go after we finished dinner?" You suggested, trying to hide the curiousity in your tone. Whatever was going on in his mind, you preffered to find out sooner than later. It wasn't like you couldn't beat him if he tried any funny trick on you. True, without your heart, you weren't that powerful. But you were still one of the most powerful curses of all.

"Fine with me." was all Geto mumbled as an answer.

"By the way, where is the other one? Mahito.. was it, right?" You asked when you noticed that there's no sign of the said young man. Choso answered whispering, "He doesn't really eat meals. He's always out at nights, so never eats with us."

You eyed the man carefully and caught him looking at you. But Choso stole his gaze away as soon as your eyes met, the pink layor on his cheeks still there.

A psycho who probably feasted on people instead of food, a mysterious pervert that surely had some not-so-innocent plans for you, and a weirdo that couldn't stop peeking at your form for some reason. What a nice group of suspecious men to work with.

What a great way to restart your life after a century!

Just as planned, Geto and you left the house after dinner to take a walk around the neighborhood. Tokyo had changed quite a lot since the last time you were there, with the amount of curses roaming around freely being a good example.

"So, what is the real plan you're thinking about?" You finally spoke out, tired of the silence and all the theories of possible ideas in your head. Geto let out a chuckle, "Too impatient, pretty thing."

"You see~" Geto startd, his tone low as the two of you walked shoulder by shoulder, passing by strangers who looked at you in awe; probably because you looked like a remarkable couple thanks to your kimonos, shining amoung others. "As I mentioned before, I'm planning to double our cursed techniques for the up-coming battle. And that's your technique, isn't it?"

You hated that suggesting grin on his face when he said that. Yeah, geto was right, that was your technique. you could either double someone's cursed energy for a period of time, making them more powerful, or lessen it. Both being done by means of sex. And the man next to you seemed to know that.

"And what if I refuse the suggestion?" Geto's laugh rang in your ears. It sounded fake, too fake, actually. It felt as if he wanted to sound like that. "Oh, pretty thing, how funny of you to think that was a suggestion."

By the time he said that, you were heading towards a less crowded place. You weren't sure where to go so you were just following him around and didn't pay much attention to your surroundings. Not until you found yourself alone with him, within a seemingly abandoned alley.

When you noticed your not-so-safe-and-lovely situation, your hands both turned into fists, ready to beat him and run. But the man seemed to be faster as you felt a strong wave of pain through your whole body. Your knees weakened and you stepped back until your back hit the wall behind you. You slid down a bit, using the wall as a source of strength to keep your balance.

Geto's chuckle echoed in your ears once again. You looked up at him with disgust written all over your pale face. Geto walked to you slowly, standing only an inch away and bending so your faces were on the same level.

"You felt that, sweetheart, didn't you?" His sadistic tone made you feel nausea. "What was that? What have you done to me?"

Another wave of whisper-like laughter left his lips as he stepped even closer, caging you between his body and the wall. "You see, Y/N, bringing you back to life, without your heart, wasn't easy. We had to do much more than just murdering some useless Jujutsu sorcerers and sacrificing some teenagers. Each of us left a part of ourselves inside you, literally."

He paused a moment to put a finger under your chin, making you raise your head to look him directly in the eye. And by the second he touched you, you could feel your body go weaker and weaker.

Geto's triumphantly smirk deepened as he explained further, "I used one of my most powerfull curses to replace your heart, filling the hole in your chest. And since you have no real heart to pump blood in your veins, Choso used his own blood to make sure life runs through your pretty limbs. And you see that perfectly done stitch on your chest, sweety? Mahito made it with his own skin."

All the new information, combined with whatever curse Geto was using on you, made your head dizzy. The more time passed, the less you could understand. Eveything was getting blurry. You didn't even realize when your body trembled down on the cold street. Now you were sitting there patheticly with the smirking man knelt infront of you.

"Hurt or disobey me, and my curse would rip you from inside. Hurt or disobey Choso, and his blood would tear your veins apart and spoil your bone and flesh. Hurt or disobey Mahito and his stitches would tighten and rend your limbs one by one." Every threatening word was said from between his gritted teeth.

"So you're telling me..." You started, conciousness soon to leave your form judging by your slow progress in making real meaningful sentences, "I didn't really have a choice from the very moment I opened my eyes, do I?..."

"Oh~~ Of course you do, pretty thing." His tone sounded sweet as honey and smooth as butter. But it just sent a shiver down your spine as you already could say it was all fake; just another sadistic attempt to degrade and manipulate you further.

And you were proven to be right as your gaze blurred into pure darkness, all senses leaving your weakened body. And just before you lose conciousness, you heard him;

"Obey us or be killed!"

Author's Note yuhoooo~ So, first part done :> I'm so excited to see the reactions! Well, the speed in uploading the next part would greatly depend on the reactions this part will get, so~ I hope you guys like this ^^ Oh! And I'm not a native English speaker, so I'll be glad if you mention my grammar mistakes so that I can correct them :> Thank you~ <(^0^)/♡

Check Part 2 here...

[melverie]

I DESIRE INFORMATION ABOUT MAZE IF THEY HAVEN'T BEEN ANSWERED YET *makes grabby hands*

⸺ GENERAL INFO ⸺

07: What is their favorite place, and what do they love so much about it? 08: Do they have a kill count? How high is it?

optionally: 09: Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Their best subject/the one they teach? Club activties? If they don't attend RAD, what do they do?

You request more information about Marchosias, you shall receive more information about her!!

-> to the ask game -> more about Marchosias

⸺ GENERAL INFO 07 ⸺ What is their favorite place, and what do they love so much about it?

Aurora Hill and the Urona Aqueduct (yes I'm bringing this random ass structure only mentioned in the in-game calendar back. I did not write an entry for it in vain, okay ._.) are both perfect for stargazing, so they are definitely high up on her list. But there is another place. A place that is a little...tricky

Hidden away in the place where the sun never sets, there stands a lonesome tree far away from the Celestial Palace. Because you see, on some days, all she can remember is the rustling of the leaves as the wind travels through them and the warm beams of sunlight landing on her face. She can't quite make out his face anymore, but underneath the tree stands a young boy, barely older than her, awkwardly declares himself to now be her friend...

It's place that she forever yearns for--a place she sometimes isn't sure if it was just a fleeting dream, if it acutally exists. And yet, deep down, she knows that tree continues to grow, somewhere, in a realm she isn't welcome in

And then there are the other days. Where she loathes the tree more than even the scars on her back. Days on which the scenery is blury, covered by a heavy fog that she cannot lift and does not want to lift. That very same boy is still before her, hands shaking as he clutches the spear in them tightly, as if desperatly trying to steady himself. From it's tip, deep, dark red tears slowly drip, drip, drip onto the pair of wings seperating the two children. The pure and innocent white, once the symbol of angel, tarnished by the red oh so slowly creeping up its feather

Whenever her mind forces her to relive that moment over, and over, and over, and over again, her body follows suit and reminds her how her lungs had failed her completely while the air she so desperately tried to breathe kept attacking the very place her wings sat just moments ago, and all Marchosias can do is cry. The whole damn realm can burn down for all she cares, if only it would make those memories disappear forever

⸺ GENERAL INFO 08 ⸺ Do they have a kill count? How high is it?

Ah, you know :)

Maze's first (and pretty much only) response to bullshit is her returning her attention to whatever she was doing before while suddenly relentlessly stabbing you. So unless there's someone around to stop her, you can pretty much expect to be killed <3

There are also a handful of humans that she killed before they could forge a pact with her, but once the pact is fully forged, you're safe!

All that being said, she doesn't really like her clothes getting dirty, so her kill count is.....fairly low for a demon :)

⸺ GENERAL INFO 09 ⸺ Do they attend RAD? What is their role there? Club activties?

Current president of the newspaper club, yayayayay!!

I'm ignoring Nightbringer's 'RAD was built after the brothers fell' bit because A) The Glory Days devilgram supremacy, B) this is my AU & I can do what I want <3, and C) I don't like the the idea of the Diavolo's overreliance on the brothers (especially Lucifer) to get shit done in the Devildom. I know that the Demon King is still the one in charge before the brothers fell, but let Diavolo use his status as the crown prince to change the Devildom a little!! Anyway

She originally joined because she hoped her ability to gather information and intel (be it through the countless pacts she made, the countless connections she had built or her skills in manipulating and soliciting others into giving her what she wanted) would make her a useful resource for the newspaper club + a childhood friend of hers talked her into it. But nowadays she genuinely enjoys being a part of it, and while she would rather have had Mephisto continue being the club president, she puts a lot of effort into her new role

Speaking of Mephisto; once the brothers fell, Maze noticed that Mephisto seemed kind of down and that his mood kept getting worse and worse with every passing day. So she decided to try and befriend him.......except, her only points of reference when it comes to friendships and making friends were Raphael (who she forgot), and Baal and Aym who kinda forced themselves into her life. So instead of trying to be empathetic to his current situation, Marchosias just kinda walked straight up to Mephisto, stared at him and then forced him to eat parfaits with her. They have been besties ever since <3

She is also known as the one that keeps getting Diavolo kicked out of class every once in a while because these two usually can NOT shut up when paired together in Seductive Speechcraft. Diavolo wants to learn as much as he can from her experiences in the human world, meanwhile Marchosias is just genuinely interested in what is wrong with him (affectionate) <3

[mental-ill-silly]

Altamal fanfic since I am bored af. angst

Altair enter the Jérusalem bureau, he is very neutral and kinda annoyed at the idea of hearing the daily complain of Malik.

Malik:…Safety and peace Altaïr Altaïr: No complain today ? He teased

Malik rest in silence, the situation is uneasy, heavy, Altaïr feel his throat getting tigh, this is not normal…he feel a guilt he shouldn't have since he did Nothing as long as he remember, but here he was, with this weight in his stoach like he did the worst.

Altaïr: I did Something bad ? He had a hard time to let this sentence that made the tension in the room a lot more heavier. Malik:… no… stop asking question that you Don't want the answer of. Altaïr: I-uh… what do you mean by that ?

Malik choose to Don't answer to this question.

Malik: Why are you here ? Altaïr: …I won't tell you if you Don't say what I did wrong Malik: Then leave… I have Nothing to tell you.

Malik look tired and have a hard time to read,his eyes half closed,his vision must be foggy and blury.

Malik feels bad… he Don't want to worry Altaïr even if he is at his worst,he didn't slept for 3 days,he even start to hallucinate because of the lack of sleep,but he HAVE TO finish his work, he know that he doesn't have much time before he faint, he needs tea,coffee,something to keep him awake. Who would take care of his work if he Don't ?

Altair Don't take to much time before realising the Dangerous situation Malik put himself in. His mouth open but he can't say anything that Malik already fainted,a loud sound of a body falling on the floor is transpercing the room like a death sentence.

Part 2 coming later :3

[southparkhcsocs]

Hii! How's ur day? I hope ur having a nice day, and I wanted to ask if you would put a bit more of attention on Stan's self harm, Bebe's party and why Cartman sees blury sometimes! That would be interesting, ty and XOXO 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

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Hi! The answer to your questions is yes! Without giving away spoilers

Bebe's party is basically going to be the next setting so we'll see a lot there 👀

[justatypicalwizard]

I loved up and under so much, do you plan on writhing a part 2🥹

Hi! It's so nice of you to ask this ❤. Unfortunately I'm not planning on making a part 2, I don’t really have an idea what it could be about. I don’t feel like re-writting the whole battle arc and what happened post-arcane is a blury idea (are the characters alive, how does the world look like afterwards ect. ect.) and I feel that the fic is too tiny to make such big statements. I also don’t want to write smut.

So answering your question, no, there won't be any continuation.

BUT

I'm more than welcome to hear your ideas for other scenarios. Writers need inspiration, don't they?

Thank you for reaching out, it means the world to have smeone in my asks!

[ameliazcampbell]

I know who Crowley was in heaven :)) (Good Omens Theory)

To the one that asked for this theory, i'm sorry for the delay, i tried my best to re-write this and for it to have sense.

So, we all know that Crowley is well known between both heaven and hell, being demonstrated by a couples of characters over the series.

today i'll be talking exclusevely about how season two neil gave us quite a lot of Clues (☆A Clue☆)

In the beggining, when Crowley met Azi (gonna talk about them later) for the very first time, he said that he worked very close with upstairs in the creation of the universe, nebulas, planets and stars.

Later in the show, when crowley talks with saraquel, she says that they worked together in one of the nebulas, to wich crowley answers "i met a lot of people"

Also, from hell's side, when Furfur mentioned that they gought toghether in the great war, and tried to make Crowley remember him

(btw, this is the best crowley look)

AND in that same scene, when Furfur is trying to say Azi's name, he pulls out a book, and, IN THAT SAME PAGE we can read the name of other angel, a little bit blury, but we can still differentiate a name

That name is Baraqiel

The book says that Baraqiel is the Angel of the Sky, with an eye-birning ginger hair. It also says that Baraqiel is a Dominion, and you'll say "Oh, Amelia, but we don't know what a Dominion is :c"

Well, in easy words, a Dominion is like the conector between upstairs and earth, thry communicate upper angel's orders to lower angels (and sometimes humans)

And again "But Amelia, how do we inow if Crowley was Baraquiel if we don't know what was his charge?" And I'll answer, "well darling, actually, an angel gave us a really good ☆Clue☆, one of the lowest angels known as Muriel (ma baby) leaded the thin dark duke to heaven, miracled the Gabriel documents to him but couldn't open them because:

"You have to be a Throne, a Dominion or avobe"

and he opened it 'cuz he knew the password... right.

Oh, and about Aziraphale and their ever first meeting<3

Azi seemed very exited, trying to predent himself almost instantly after "recognizing" the starmaker angel, and trying to be as helpfull as possible when that lovely angel asked him for, well, help <3

Even thinking that the "you're gorgeous" was for them<3<3

So, let's summarize:

★Baraqiel had "ginger" hair, Crowley has red hair.

★Baraqiel is the Angel of the Sky. Crowley literaly worked in the creation of the whole universe.

★Baraqiel is a Dominion, wich means they had communication with upper powers of heaven and maybe even God herself, and gave orders to lower angels often, being known in almost all heaven and maybe even between humans.

★Crowley seems to be well known between both heaven and hell, not only vecause it's,,, idk,, THE serpent of eden, but because many angels might have worked with him in the creation of universe (such as saraqael/saraquiel/saraqel idk how it's spelled)

★Only Thrones, Dominions or angels avobe could oppen records such as Gabriel's ones.

★Crowley knows heaven's passwords for serious documents :) oh, and she could open Gabriel's document.

Crowley was Baraqiel. that's it.

and maybe heaven errased Muriel's memory, but we aren't talking 'bout them t'day :)))

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xD hello~ welcome to my misc reblogs blog! :DD 

[p0l-anka]

Hi! ^^ For the sheet mask asks: collagen, cucumber (or in a fic scenario xD), pearl, pomergranade, shea butter

Henlo dim @dimobserver

Collagen - What common misconception do you hate to hear repeated as facts

Thanks for sending, this one i had a hard time xD hmm, sticking to science and history, I will choose humans evolved from apes or monkeys- both just share a common ancestor, different from evolution. If I stick to spiritual belief, God exist And if I choose from just random facts, cats have 9 lives. Cz they're definitely sensitive xD my kid's vet already know me from visiting too much xD

Cucumber - what's your favourite cheesy pick-up line? Would you ever used it on someone?

I definitely and won't deny that i have used some random pick-lines to my ex-partner. I have a habit of leaving sticky notes with lines or random messages and sticking it to the wall, table or hide in their notebook or bag. It's random.. And it's been a few years so i already forgot what i used or said, because I'm not doing it anymore xD haha

Someone recently is trying to say pick-up lines to me, which is totally not reciprocated xD because I'm not interested, first things first. They said something along the line that it's good to wake up everyday but it will be better if i wake him up so he could have a good morning. And it was so randomly said to me so i was taken aback. I replied with a gif, no words

I hope he got the message?

Pearl - what are some words you like in a language that is not your own

Kurwa ^^ recently babcia, its easy to pronounce ^^

Pomegranate - what fact amazes you everytime you think of it?

I like sea creatures, and recently, saw a black manta ray, as well as pink one

Also, im still amazed every day that im friends with the one and only Crocs Brief deity, Bluris, @1-800-i-ship-it

You can now have this metal crocs as a shield in ur new place ^^ as my offering this month

Shea butter - what's a song that gets stuck in your head that you despise?

As of now, no song stuck ^^

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[spellbindingnights]

"Ah... I don't think so, no" she admitted after clearing out her throat. "Not because I don't trust you or anything, I just... I don't like to think about that time" she explained. The line between that and denial was way too blury at this point. "Sometimes I worry about what I can remember if I think about it too much" she confessed.

"My biological father?" She asked and then shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know, probably... he seemed healthy" she said. "He visited my mother often... went to our home and everything. Not once he acknowledged my presence" she told him. "I think he was married too" she then added. "I was ten" she answered to his question. "I arrived home from school and found her on the kitchen floor" Eden explained, the image of her mother crossing her mind for a moment. @sarawritesx

"You would've mentioned it when you were ready."he retorted immediately. Maybe she never would have been ready, but stuff from the past always found their way to the surface, especially the tragic, dark parts of life. He did wish it came directly from her, as it was her story to tell, but her adoptive parents took her in, raised her, and obviously loved her very much, he didn't see anything bad about them towards her. So in a weird way he was thankful they told him about her birth parents. As she breathed in and out, he looked at her and tried to relax her further with hands rubbing along her shoulders. Hector nodded, and let out a grumbling sigh. "Is he still around?"Hector asked, judging by the way she mentioned him he probably wasn't. He wondered if there was any family of her moms that maybe could have taken her in, having to witness a junkie prostitute mom and her behavior had be hell for a kid. "How old were you when she overdosed?" @spellbindingnights