#injecting this idea into ALL of ur brains...

[raptureshots]

Fontaine would be fashionable.. please please hear me out please

[evidenceof]

and roll credits for webgott valentine's week! long-ish post but i don't think it can be anything but saur...

haguenau is for lovers was me deciding to shoot for the moon after 1) meg wondered out loud about a webgott week (after injecting webgott into my brain), 2) i zoomed in on lieb reading sunday comics, feverishly tore through the stars and stripes archive only to realize that easy was in haguenau during valentine's week 3) caoimhe said, "haguenau is for lovers" and it sticking into my brain permanently.

that is to say, i am so very lucky to be friends with people whose thoughts are so infectious and always brilliant. would like to take this time to thank the people who held my sweaty hand all throughout my first stab at organizing a fan event.

tierney @kbsd my beloved!! thank you for literally putting up with my anxiety through all this and for reading (and proofreading) walls of text on gdocs to make sure i still sounded sane. putting up with wips for queueing and scheduling posts when i'm asleep even if you've had a Long Day of Moving houses. i would literally be in the trenches without you. thank you for never doubting me and for genuinely matching my (control) freak.

meg @ww2yaoi head webgott babe (let's all acknowledge that) for the really kind messages. they helped me more than you'd know!! licherally hilf wouldnt even be alive if i hadn't seen you post theee Webgott Wednesday Locket way back last year, and if you hadn't written lippenstift, down in the valley, no ghost looms (tbh all ur webgott) and made me spiral into this for good.

caoimhe @randlemartin. this'll sound weird but just trust ok. thank you for writing both text posts and fic that compel me to no end. the germ of the idea wouldn't have grown into anything good without it being fattened by your thoughts and words!! haguenau is for lovers <3 ik it isn't webgott, but reading delichon while prepping for this over the holidays kept me going fr.

karina @markedfordead and julia @joe-fuckingtwice-toye. your tags and everything you made throughout the event made me wanna cryyyy. they were all so sweet and genuinely, when i'd be fidgeting over the event day ahead, seeing that you two took the time to make something so lovely nearly every single day literally pacified the gnawing self-doubt hahaha thank you i mean it so much.

to everyone who participated!! wrote fics and drabbles, made web weaves, beautiful art that made me want to chew my screen because of how beautiful they all are, thank you so much!!!!!!! to everyone who rb-ed and liked, made valentines, my heart feels a lot bigger thanks to all of you.

shoutout to my laptop, photoshop, my secondhand wacom tablet that's been roi-ed the fuck out since november, my two hands, and futura condensed (1940s print would be NOTHING without you). thank god none of them decided to give up on me during event prep and proper. (and to my bubs who had to literally listen to me scream and yap about this from beginning to end. you are a saint. idk how i got so lucky to be with someone who supports my being a fujo wife with dead ww2 vets)

really wanted to keep my modding this on the down low, largely cos idk!! i just wanted the focus to be on webgott and the event, but also bc i knew this whole thing couldn't have come together because of a singular person, or even moreso, a singular interpretation of the ship. so i felt the distance was necessary. though i am proud, in a small way (im allowing myself a lil' bit of it), of being able to create a bunch of things for a pair i've fallen in love with, and for a group of people who hold so much affection for them.

all that to say! im glad to have made things with love, and (tw: cheesy as fuck) im only really able to do that bc im surrounded by people who love so beautifully. thank you all from da bottom of mi heart. if u read up until here. thank you for that too. ♡

♡ happy webgott wednesday. haguenau will always be for lovers. ♡

sorry this is literally too many scrolls down lmfao

[jinuaei]

i remember seeing ur plagas priest art for leon and thinking "damn these designs go hard asf" maybe u could do like ...plagas leon but like a monster ver?? i feel like ur interpretation of mutated monster plagas leon would b rly cool idk just throwing an idea out there 🤔🤔

This is not as monster like as I wanted but oh well. Also its only a sketch bc I had to show it as soon as possible or my brain will tell me to change it and waste another 3 days just remaking it over and over.

Had to do some extensive research to get a design that would fit the actual Lore (which was not needed really, eventually ignored it)

It's based on the fact that he was injected with the recessive strain of plaga in re4r(I could be wrong), instead of outright becoming like those headless ganados I went for the more graceful approach. Tentacles are what I noticed at first and I wanted that for monster plagas Leon. Since he doesn't have the dominant species the mutation is not as severe as the others, i.e Krauser and Saddler.

I didn't write this on the notes but I wanted the arm to be blackened, maybe from of necrosis, but really I just wanted black arms because its sexy, and the veins ties it all neatly.

You may notice that the hair is different here, and it's what I said earlier. I keep changing stuff. pain. was making it with re4 Leon but then my brain said PLAGAS PRIEST!!!!!!!

Anyways, loved the veins theme, kept it. Mouth is the product of my brain suddenly hyperfixating on yautjas for like 2 hours and yeah.

I do wanna say that I was heavily inspired by the amazing artists here on tumblr, I was scrolling down the plagas Leon tag and there's so many great designs, albeit kinda repetitive (pls dont hate me). And well the initial design was gonna be the same but yk, I had to perfect it and wanted it to be accurate. Then began the research.

This was the sketch for the initial design before I changed it to tentacles.

That's my design, sorry for the rant it could've been shorter.

[miupow]

May I share a thought with u plz txt as mystical creatures They all give me fae vibes ofc taehyun as a siren/merman yeonjun's a vampire Kai is so MF beautiful I can't 😩😩Aphrodite's son so um I'm injecting these ideas in ur brain

please don’t ever apologize….. you know when it comes to mythology and monsterfucking im ur girl <3

ouuuu fairy txt my beloved… for all the girlies who never got over temptation era

my favorite fae txt fic will always be @mazeinthemoon’s glitter series, i am still patiently waiting for its return… it’s sfw only but that doesn’t take away from the fact that it’s amazing and show stopping and spectacular and

i loveee the concept of siren or mermaid tyun sm !! with his pretty high voice,,, especially shark merman tyun will always live rent free in my head silly little guy with sharp teeth and gills and webbed hands

i loveee vampires but i don’t do them often because i feel like so many other writers do them so much better.. what can i say im a werewolf girl

hyuka as aphrodites son…. eros hueningkai x psyche reader when. also percy jackson of course. the series that defined my childhood. ur so right that kai is aphrodites son,, beomgyu is hermes or apollo, taehyun is athena, soobin as the dorkiest loser in the aries cabin. yeonjun would be something crazy like zeus

zombie kai is absolutely DIABOLICAL especially when i was genuinely thinking about zombie yeonjun recently??? one of my favorite movies of all time is warm bodies so yknow i have to rep the zombie love

[princess-glassred]

Where tf you be getting your ideas from? I genuinely love your mind. It be the people like you who put out the most magnificent reads with 250,000+ words and a plot that goes crazy with a little taste of angst, joy, humor and gut dropping chapter endings. I’m not even lying- you can be more than AO3 and IT, your mind is something strange man. And that’s a gift.

Oh my god this is beyond sweet of you to say. this is so kind, i surely don't deserve that kinda praise, but i am very flattered.

To answer your insanely sweet question, my ideas are often a frankensteined version of various things that have inspired me or that i just happened to think about one day. I spend a lot of time in my own head day dreaming about stuff since im unemployed and live in the middle of nowhere, and ive been doing that for such a long time ive gotten very good at coming up with ideas. One time i couldn't figure out what direction i wanted my story to go into and so i asked a friend for help, but they just kinda shrugged at me and didnt know what to say so i went "fine ill do it myself" and i just magically got the perfect idea like 2 seconds after. I have non it related projects in the works, i got an analog horror series i wanna make and some projects for eddsworld cause thats my other fandom, so i dont just make IT aus all the time if ur worried about that.

I think if you're asking what inspires me to make the stuff i do it's really a bunch of different things depending on what i'm doing, im my head IT is more like a sitcom with a reoccuring cast of characters as opposed to the gritty horror novel it actually is, and that stems from my love of sitcom writing. I adore sitcom plots and tropes, so i often try to write about the losers going through some of my favorite ones, you just use whatever the idea is as a baseline and develop it from. I think the reason i like sitcoms is the same reason i like aus, you have the same formula everytime but you get to develop it in different ways and elevate the concept to something new. Every sitcom has a birthday episode but you can use that to create something genuinely new and fun, the same way that every au has (insert blorbo here) but you can put him in so many situations that takes the character to a new height.

For my darker stuff it's born out of my love for things like tales from the crypt, creepshow, and the haunting hour, i genuinely love cautionary tales and horror stories with deeper themes, so i have no qualms writing about the losers doing horrible stuff, like ben eating people. This also extends to my more sad angst stuff, which i do like to write but not as much as horror stuff or sitcom stuff but it's fun and theres a big overlap between them. Comedy and drama are the two sides of theatre and all that jazz.

The secret to writing a good story or making good art is to take elements from the things you love and let that influence what you make until you've come out with something totally new. I do this all the time, like my ben hanscom cannibal au is based off of a few different things, the quarry, various songs i like, evillous chronicles, ect. But after a while your brain starts working and before you know youve got original story beats and stuff created from just a few scraps of inspo. There's no shame in creating something out of something else, every artist is just a hodepodge of the people who made them want to be an artist. I mean im a huge fan of cinderella adaptations because they do just what i described, no two are a 100% alike and theyre so interesting to compare.

Sometimes i'll watch a movie and be like "this is a cool idea for a film but i hate everything about it, ill take it and make something new put of it" and other times some real thing will happen to me and ill find a way to inject it into my story- sometimes i wouldnt have even made an au if i didnt accidentally stumble upon something and think "what if". I did an au once based off the hot chick which is a terrible movie made by a transphobe and i made an actually good and funny au out of it, inspiration comes from anywhere and you can do basically anything with it. The lego movie is a wonderful example of this! No bad ideas, just bad executions. :).

I guess the main thing that inspires me above all else is just the need to see unique characters put in different situations, i like to explore all the possibilties of "what if they did this" or "what if they did that" and i dont half ass any of my aus unless theyre quick joke ones. Most of em have lots of time and effort put in the nobody would ever notice. I have an Eddsworld x IT au that i wrote a fucking GIGANTIC fic for, and i spent so long mulding over every little detail to make that fic feel like an IT was just taking place in the eddsworld universe. Every character was an eddsworld character, even if i had to dig for the most obscure background character ever. Everything was an eddsworld reference, even id it was just replacing a doll with a toy monkey, if i didn't pack that fucker full of eddsworld i wouldn't be half the fic writer i am. Most of my aus could have their own fucking trivia section i put so much sauce in em, it's the little details.

I've always been a deeply creative person, and very detail orientated, i play the sims, i played with dolls until i was 14, sometimes when i go somewhere in public ill pretend im in a castle and walk around. So coming up with situations to put characters in and all sorts of storylines is basically my whole thing.

So yeah, if i had to answer where i get my ideas it's just kinda... maladaptive daydreams mixed with media i like and an overwhelming desire to see cool characters be put in situations. You'd be suprised how far you can get if you just ask "what if?". Im sorry if that's not a super satisfactory answer, but id probably have a more complex answer if we were talking about like a specific au, lile if this was my fairytale au i would have like specific inspos to cite. As it stands its kinda vaugue since i write about pretty much everything and anything about any character. Like i said, my favorite things to write are horror stuff, teen dramas, and sitcom plots, so that alone should tell you how all over the place my style is.

Thank you for the question, sorry for the long rambly answer. <3 i love making stuff for this blog and for all of you guys, its one of my reasons for living! 😘. Trust me, even if you think i can do better, aus are one of my fav things to make and i wouldnt trade it for the world.

[stevie-petey]

hi!

i finished all of come home in less then a week. i physically could not put my phone down i swear on my life i think i could inject this fic into my veins instead of a blood transplants. oh my god.

i was yapping to my friends 24/7. (“shakespeare is real, alive, and posting stranger things rewrite fanfiction on tumblr.com” “mOG MY GOD THEYRE LESBIANING IT UP THANK YOU BSIEXUALITY OH MY GOD Y/N IS BI”)

genuinely i cannot belueve how fucking GOOD your writing is. atp i think im more excited for s5 of come home more than i am for s5 of stranger things.

how do i explain to someone that my fav stranger character is Y/N henderson?

anyways, sorry for the yapfest but this is SUCH A GOOD FIC you are incredible and i cannot wait for more. (in the words of el, “papa me want MORE MOVIE!” /j /nf)

thank you for changing my brain chemistry and i cannot wait to reread this over and over

AH IM SO HAPPY YOU ENJOYED THIS MADE ME GIGGLE <333

the idea of shakespeare reviving to write stranger things fanfiction is so dear to me thank u lmao. hed fuck it up !!

and im HONORED ur excited for s5 because of come home !!! because highkey ,,, me too i cant lie. im excited to finally finish the fic and give everyone an (alleged) happy ending <3 y/n henderson has also become my favorite character shes so dear to me

THANK U AGAIN FOR READING !!!!

[donekindonut]

bad idea it’s a bad idea I know it to go back into it. I know I shouldn’t. Digging into a corpse for warmth. Back into the pit of what started it. Retracing steps familiarity I remember the sounds, I remember the walls, I remember the stairs, I remember here and there. creeping crawling. I liked holding the curtains open, I like playing with knives, I like laying in bed starring at the ceiling. I liked the door closing, I liked not knowing. A different face today, a different skin. this voice isn’t my own, and I say it, I say it and I’ll be heard. Crushing into the floor, crashing into the wall, struggle to stand, struggle. Familiarity, I know this. I know pain, I know hurt. Infliction. stumble into the bathroom, spinning spinning spinning. My skin is so soft and the light is so yellow and an horrendous orange. The lights don’t lighten the dark. Shadows. I should be weaker but this is where I find her. This is how I know her, this is how I remember. No mistakes with her just understanding. She knows me and I know her. She keeps it away and lets me find it. Trailing the red string bound by pinkies. This is what you are, this is who you’ve become. Feel it, starve and fill ur senses with it. Panicking and inability to breathe grasping for reality in a bed that’s not yours. You brought it up before so it meant you wanted it. The burn on ur leg to keep ur mouth shut for peace. How you bit your tongue, how you allow violations. How you let it add up and rack your brain. On your knees and pray to ur pain. Pray to your god, pray to your hurt. Watch how you change. Suffocate, suffocate suffocate suffocate. Smoke til it’s all rotted. Scratch the surface, deeper you’ll see the similarities. Crucify her and she will be your god. What’s resurrection without an oddity. I’ve become strange, unbecoming what I could’ve been. Harder and toughen it up. Find your warmth, find your warmth inside of me. Lose what you made it out to be. Slurred words and curated sense of privacy, curated sense of self. You can make it all over again, you can do it all over again. This wasn’t a mistake at all, the last tear in my mind. Onto the grave crisscross I look into the moon, admiration adoration love and lust. Mutilate the things I like about myself I will be strong and horrible. I will change everything down to the cigarettes I smoke. Change the clothes I wear, the shoes that walked these paths, change change change. I never want to be there again, I never want to let a single bad thing happen to me again. I have his face and her face, I am a product of mistakes and I refuse to continue the cycles. If I must remember I will do so. If I need to inject it and watch it over and over I will. If my body panics if I can’t breathe if I’m drowning I will die. I know I have people I need to catch up with. I know I need to do this. I know I have a reason to continue. I hate games and I hate playing. I have always gone head first. Kick my legs and swing my arms, gasp for air when needed. Conserve and kick off. I can do it. One after the other onto the chin. I can be afloat, and grind my teeth to the gum. If it’s a life in a loop, if it’s work and work and work if i need to be a machine, I will be the best machine there is. My pain is my religion and a better life is my faith. I want to be happy and I wanted a clean slate. There is no such thing and no such thing as forever peace. Don’t be dumb and stop being so naive. Peace is fleeting find it in friends find it in cigarettes find it in the coffee in the morning find it in the bathroom find it in my sister. Life for people like you is hell but I can find hope in the reflections, I can find it in hopeful eyes. I can find it looking at the sky. I can find it.

[ray-moo]

Wait trynna understand ur view on women so technically what your trying to say is that women itself is just a large idea of thjngs?

I am not speaking about biology, but rather ontology. In human understanding, there are different 'layers', so to speak, of understanding. But really understanding are really models that oversimplify to the point of almost being lies. For example, psychology is just applied biology since the brain is biological. But biology is just applied physics. And on and on it goes.

Ontology is the study of the nature of being, or the fundamentals of what things really are. There isn't really a deeper layer of understanding to go beyond. The things we talk about on the ontological layer are true in themselves, rather than being oversimplifications of deeper, more complex processes.

So, ontologically, in terms of the nature of being, I don't think women exist. Why?

Let's take a pile of sand. A person could claim that a pile of sand exists. Where in the pile of sand does the pile lie? But you wouldn't be able to point to any physical pile-ness in the pile of sand. There isn't a thing in the pile of sand that makes the pile of sand a pile of sand, not even the whole collection of sand since you could add or take away sand and the pile would still be there. Or would it? The pile doesn't even exist in the minimum amount of sand would need for a pile of sand. People would disagree about how much sand you need for a pile of sand, but the reason we disagree is because the sand itself doesn't actually change it's behaviour whether it is considered a pile or not. The pile in the pile of sand has no effect on reality. We can conclude that a pile has no physical existence, only the sand has a physical existence.

Let's do the same thing with an adult human female. What makes the adult human female a woman? Where in a woman does the woman-ness lie? Some people would say two x-chromosomes, some people would say a lack of y chromosomes. Let's take the chromosomes out of the woman and put them in a jar. Do we have a woman in that jar?

No? Hmmm, but I thought it was the chromosomes that contained a woman's woman-ness? Is it the chromosomes in conjunction with the rest of the woman that makes the woman a woman? No, the woman changes over time, gaining and losing parts of her body constantly, small cells dying, hair falling, skin flaking off as dust. So it isn't in the whole collection of the parts of a woman which give rise to a woman's woman-ness, and it isn't in any smaller collection of parts within the woman either because as a living being, all of the woman's body is constantly in a flux of constantly replacing itself with new, other parts. It's neither in one part, nor the whole of the parts, or a collection of the parts, that the woman-ness of a woman lies.

Is it then the chromosomes combined with any other part, no matter what that part is? In other words, a woman is the proper chromosomes+whatever? Is a woman like shrimp chop suey where so long as there's shrimp in the chop suey, it's a shrimp chop suey?

Well, let's go back to the chromosomes in the jar. Are the chromosomes + the jar a woman? No? Perhaps the container or components have to be biological then? Let's inject the chromosomes into a cat. Is the cat a woman now? So it has to be a human container then. Alright ... where in a human does the humanity lie?

But we're forgetting a really important question. Where in the chromosome does a chromosome lie? After all, like a pile of sand, a chromosome is just a collection of DNA molecules. And if we change some of the DNA molecules, a chromosome is still a chromosome, isn't it?

And this can go on forever. The molecules are just collections of atoms. The atoms are just collections of protons, neutrons, and electrons. Those are just collections of quarks. Nowhere in a woman does a woman lie, nor in a chromosome does a chromosome lie, nor in an atom does an atom lie. All physical phenomena are completely empty of essence. All the names we have for things, woman, man, human, chromosome, are just labels with no real physical existence. These names, these categories, have no effect on reality. The reality of the things we see and touch and feel are built on a foundation of sand. They are completely illusory.

So what is a woman? An adult human female? A woman is a box we drew around empty air. A woman is a category for categories for categories for categories, all founded on nothing that truly, ontologically, exists. Just as nothing makes a cis woman a woman, yet we still call her a woman, so as nothing makes a trans woman a woman, we can call her a woman as well and still be perfectly in line with physical reality (which doesn't exist anyways).

Now, I realize that in all practicality, this point of view doesn't really change much in terms of action. While the phenomena we see and feel have no grounding in ontological reality, our experiences of them are real and predictable in that they seem to follow rules or trends. We work with the more surface level layers of reality we can actually understand, comprehend, and do things in. But hopefully from the understanding they aren't the ultimate, ontological reality. I'm not saying that we should do nothing to solve and address society's problems because technically society doesn't exist. Our experiences of society exist. We may live in a mirage, but it is a mirage we can change.

But it does render arguments such as 'Trans women are detached from reality' kinda pointless because everyone is detached from reality if you think there's an actual thing as a woman. You can argue against the classification of certain individuals as women from a practical or ethical standpoint, but to ground a disagreement against the validity of a trans woman ontologically is invalid, and I think a bad reason.

[telenovelameta]

woo let's go. new blog! created this mostly so i dont spam my main with stuff most gringos haven't even heard about lol

so as anyone who's talked to me for 2 minutes irl knows... i watch a lot of novelas. like a lot. specially when working all-nighters... i usually get through a lot of storylines pretty quickly (i can hit 20+ episodes in a night easy, healthy? idk... but there's just something about melodrama that hits The Right Chemicals in my brain, esp during Deadline Crunch Time). but, i'm usually someone that likes to analyze and criticize the stuff i watch, and it's usually pretty frustrating to not have anywhere to put those thoughts (besides the after mentioned off-topic spam on main), i also feel this medium is kinda under-scrutinized, even by "professional critics" (who are usually, tbh, pretty baseline in their analysis), so, hence this blog. expect takes / opinions / analysis just general comments on novelas i'm currently watching. maybe some gifsets reblogs here and there when i catch those rare fish, maybe some fanart if im really in the mood... in general tho i'm extremely busy w/ other projects (fandom projects included) so expect this blog to be rlly informal and "train of thought"- ish. sorta like ur personal broadcast of my internal monologue from injecting 200+ hours of melodrama into the brain. .... so, what to expect? currently i'm going through: 1- a viagem (the 90s globo remake, am at chapter 61 of 167)

2- totalmente demais (have about 10 eps to finish)

3- bom suceso (about 30 eps to finish i think?) 4- alem da ilusao (i was following this day-to-day when it was airing but kinda lost interest in the last month, i'm looking to finish it at some point though) --- there's 3 novelas that live rent free in my head and i will probably post about sporadically as well: i've also been doing an on-and-off rewatch of senhora do destino (third one, this time with my mom), we're on episode 90 or so I believe. it's been about 2 years of a rewatch tho so lol may take at least another 3. besides that, some n i'm part of the team of @floricientasubbed , and am always translating and analyzing the eps of floricienta. mostly the new takes i get while doing that are kept on our discord, but if there's a worthy enough idea to share, i'll put it here. i'm also working on a long-term sequel project (fan comic format) to cheias de charme, which i may also post about from time to time. --- in the future im looking to watch some venezuelan ones... and maybe rewatch las aparicio (maybe after reading dona flor y sus dos maridos? i feel in first watch i missed some of that literary context). i have more brazilian stuff in the queue as well, but i would like to switch it up a bit after finishing the ones i'm currently going through. well, that's it for now! back to the proverbial tube...

[lemedstudent2021]

seconded!! i wore my braces for just under two years and i really really needed them (my upper front teeth got divorced when i was about 9 or 10 and each went in the opposite direction lmao) but had to wait till all my bebe teeth fell out (for me was at the grand old age of 13) and good lord the PAIN esp at first and every month is something to behold fr

i couldnt bite down on anything (accidentaly bit my fork once and nearly exploded then and there from the pain) and while i cant remember a solid couple of years of my life from back then i do remember that it does get better eventually. when i took mine off the difference was quite disorienting lol

anyway yes the braces wearer to be should absolutely be making an informed decision based on dentistry rather than cosmetics, my friend wore hers for a jaw alignment thing so while ur teeth may not be wonky it may be needed, and generally ur dentist knows best and will probably walk u through what kind of thing ur teef need.

my appointments were once a month and the only good thing was i got to choose the colour of the bands (always mulberry, maybe once or twice turquise) so have fun with it lol it makes the world of difference when u like whatevers on ur teeth i think. the last couple of months i didnt have the choice tho i had this ugly yellowing band that was one whole piece instead of smol bands for each bracket? yeah just so yall are aware theres that.

also idk if its a universal experince or if it was just my dentist but good lord she was ROUGH and i mean it well. like idk how to say it in english lol but she was heavy handed? yk the opposite of light footed everything she did to my poor teeth ached forever, but to her credit she was very fast so ig it balanced out lol.

SPEAKING OF. OH MA LORD WAX EXISTS??? AND I NEVER KNEW LMAO??? i think theyre sold in pharmacies u just ask for like wax for braces and they essentially make a lil barrier between the inside of ur mouth and the metal. i of course must suffer (tis my canon event) so for nearly two years the insides of my cheeks look like i brushed them with steel wool lol. please ask if there are products u can use to ease the pain kids and dont be a(n overly) passive idiot like me 👍 (i jest but u get it)

other fun stories include when i had lil blocks stuck to my molars for the first couple of months so id stop biting on my teeth when i closed my jaw? lol and i kept breaking them which exasperated my dentist to no end. hehe

and then one time i opened a pistachio with my teeth (pro gamer move) which was so stupid i hate pistachios so idk why i even did it but anyway the bracket snapped from the glue and i had a loose wire and metal thing that needed gluing on again lol. dont do that folks.

ALSO THE SOUR INJECTION WAS MY FAVOURITE PART AHAHAHAHAHHA i think it was glue??? i genuinely have no idea bc ive never been under anesthesia (which is insane to me but anywya) but it was blue im sure and ma dentist would tell me to keep my tongue away bc its acidic and presumably not for ingestion lol but my gremlin brain did not listen and it tasted like sour apple candy like come one. dont do that either kids

the sideways z shaped elastic was fun. in that it wasnt fun i couldnt talk lol but that sure as hell didnt stop me XD and then it became a night time thing only which was great bc i forced myself to start breathing form my nose while asleep which is much better (bc it filters and warms air etc. added bonus of not having the sahara desert down ur throat lol)

i dont want to talk about the wedge. (/j the one i had was gray so for months i kept getting told there was something stuck in my braces. TWASNT.) oh god and then one of my front teeth had to be filed a little to be straight (pfftt) and that was probably the worst thing ever. i hate drills and i hate whatever tf that was. never again

omg IM SO SORRY this turned into a rant/ ramble skdjwkjekwsmd but i had such an absurd experience with braces its kinda funny in retrospect.

PARENTS PLEASE READ THIS IF YOU ARE CONSIDERING GETTING YOUR CHILD BRACES

i have had braces for several months now. honestly i felt pretty pressured into getting them, but in the end it was mostly my choice and i wanted to improve the function of my teeth (my two front teeth protrude out a lot). and here's everything i wish i knew about braces before i got them.

DISCLAIMER: I AM NOT A PROFESSIONAL. this is just my experience. i am writing this mostly out of frustration because it is hard to talk and swallow because my tongue keeps grating on my molar bands.

they hurt. a lot. it's a bone-deep ache that is impossible to soothe without painkillers. your child will probably cry even if they are a teenager. i cried and my pain tolerance is sky-high.

it will be so hard to chew for about a week after getting them (and whenever you get then readjusted). it's incredibly frustrating and tear-inducing. even soft foods are difficult to chew. the first night i got braces i had to have my food blitzed up. it was pretty humiliating if i'm being honest.

some stuff (as mentioned before) such as molar bands make it hard to even talk or swallow because your tongue grates on the brackets so much.

there are many more appointments than you think there will be. expect many journeys to your orthodontist. usually it's time off school.

as with anything involving your child, your child should always be given a say. you cant even get braces before you have all your adult teeth, usually. if your child is old enough to get braces they are old enough to decide if they want one. my mother tried to pressure me to get braces to improve the appearance of my teeth for years before i chose to get braces to improve the function of my teeth.

overall, please remember that braces are mostly about improving the appearance of teeth and if there is no functional benefit to your child having braces, they will go through a very painful experience for cosmetic purposes.

thank you for reading and i am happy to answer any questions you may have! <3

[banj0possum]

Zombie Horde x AMAB transfem/gn reader who is working to find a cure for the zombie epidemic?

Like I was imagining reader works in a lab that is then overrun, and reader attempts to flee the horde or secretly continue their experiments when they aren’t looking.

Eventually maybe reader gets used to it and decides to take advantage of the “willing” and (usually) non-violent test subjects.

Love ur work btw <3

i havent given you guys your dose of zombie bitches lately so here ya go <3 this can be also be read as gn maybe

Zombie Horde x MtF!Reader Who's Looking for a Cure

CW: i will make you sob at the end istg, a bit of ewuh body stuff

💀 You've been trying to find a cure ever since the first wave of the epidemic, but the virus spread so quickly that you had to halt your research and flee the city, getting in your car after loading all your equipment and supplies in the trunk and driving off.

💀 Now, after just a few months, you were living in a symbiotic relationship with the very things you swore to destroy. At that point, you've forgotten all about the cure, thinking that there was no more hope on this earth for rehabilitation.

💀 But while lying down in your zombie husband pile at night, the idea sparked in your brain yet again, making you sit up, Ribs' head falling from your shoulder, waking him up.

💀 "S-sorry! So sorry Hun! Uhm..I gotta get something!" You pat Ribs' head before stumbling out of your bed, careful not to trip over the others. Bo blinks a bit before getting up and following you.

💀 You hear a low purr behind you as you were putting on your jacket and backpack and see Bo with a pleading, sleepy face. please come back..it's cold... you could imagine him saying. You chuckle and give him a kiss on the nose. "I'll be back, I promise!" and you run off outside to the parking lot.

💀 You retrieve your supplies from your old car, it's dusty and a bit dirty but the papers you've written were still readable.

💀 You carry the box of stuff back with you, Screw and Soda waiting for you and cocking their heads at the sight of their little mate carrying a box full of tubes and paper.

💀 The horde curiously watches you search through the papers, sometimes writing things down. You mumble soft words they didn't understand whilst looking over two or more papers.

💀 Eventually, you circle a string of letters and numbers and you hold your head in your hands with wide eyes, Screw crawls up to you cooing and you turn to him with the biggest smile on your face.

💀 "I think I got it.."

💀 He cocks his head with a chirp.

💀 "I have the cure..."

💀 You would've never considered it, but with your new discovery of visible consciousness in infected subjects, brain recovery and even bodily recovery can be possible, you just had to find a solution that can increase the body's constructive systems.

💀 You would forge for materials far beyond where you usually searched and would meet up with other survivors to exchange goods in order to conduct your research.

💀 Of course, your husbands were willing to help you, once you told them about your plan, they were so happy! Flesh like yours? Count us in! Ribs especially wants to help; he very much wants his torso back...

💀 The first tests weren't very fruitful but gave interesting results, one experiment with Bo included an injection to his arm, which made his heart beat for a few seconds before slowing and stopping like it was before.

💀 You would also see signs of growth, both Screw and Soda's wounds would appear to be healing themselves.

💀 After a few months of experimentation, you were starting to give up, the boys' wounds and lost body parts being unable to grow back.

💀 It was alright for you though, you never really expected to find the cure so easily, and you weren't sure if it could even work on other zombies.

💀 At least the boys looked a bit better than before though, their hair could grow like a human's and their limps were gone, their joints rejuvenated and no longer rigid, allowing them to move like a normal human and not a living corpse.

💀 You thought that was all that you got from your experiments when..

💀 "(Y-Y/N)?"

💀 That...voice? It sounds familiar somehow...

💀 "Babygirl? Can you hear me?" the voice says again, it was gruff with a bit of a southern accent.

💀 "That's not her name!" Another voice, more higher pitched that the first.

💀 "It's a nickname Ribs!" One quietly says.

💀 Your neck almost snaps at the speed you turned back.

💀 "Uhm..hey there babes.." Bo says awkwardly.

💀 Looks like their vocal chords grew back too...

[mune-writes]

HI 😊

I am back again to put in a song request fic thingy. And I saw that you mentioned that you feel like you've been neglecting the ever so lovely Robin Buckley, I have a fic idea for her 💞

Ok, so the song is Sidelines by Phoebe Bridgers. Specifically the lyric, 'then you came into my life, gave me something to lose.'

And it's just so angsty and they're in love and the whole mess of the lake gate upside down thing happens and they think they're gonna die 😭 but then they get out and they have a really emotional moment in the kitchen of Eddie's trailer

I hope this made sense lmao

r. buckley || sidelines

A/N: anon, I love u and that amazing brain of urs but good god how do you expect me to write something inspired by a phoebe bridgers song without collapsing to the floor and crying?????? also i tried like,, not to make it too angsty bc im not trying to manifest any character deaths :'D

Robin x wlw!Reader

tw: slight mentions of throwing up, mentions of death (nothing too intense tho), slight angst to comfort, spoilers for stranger things s4 (and season 1, 2, & 3,, but tbh why are u reading this if u haven’t seen any of them?)

...

You had never been afraid of death.

After all, you had stared death in the face and simply flipped the grim reaper your middle finger as you survived time and time again along with Steve, Dustin, and the others. You were right there with them from the very beginning, from the day Will Byers had gone missing, you were the only person who gave Joyce the benefit of the doubt when she revealed to you the lights and the letters she had painted on the wall, telling you that Will was somehow communicating to her. Then came the demogorgons in all their unholy wrath, that you fought off fiercely; you remembered the way your body had reacted before your brain did, soaking a machete with gasoline before setting it on fire to ward off the borderline demonic creature.

You were there for the demodogs, the dark dust cloud that had somehow possessed Will, fighting yet another hoard of monsters while simultaneously keeping a watchful eye over the kids, and the new addition to your team: Max. You were there when Billy showed up, brass knuckles you had stolen from your father decorating your fingers as you threw him a punch to the gut, causing him to keel over in time for Max to inject him, knocking him out.

You had begun working at a JCPenny when Starcourt opened, using your job to your advantage as you listened to people’s conversations while you organized and laid out clothes, running to Scoops Ahoy to feed Steve and Dustin any intel.

That was when you met Robin, Robin Buckley, with her short strawberry blonde hair, pretty blue eyes that you swear you could get lost in; like lying on your back as you floated in the ocean, relaxing at the sound of calming waves. The way she often rambled made you smile, the simple way in which she just talked with that raspy, upbeat voice of hers sent your heart aflutter, she was too cute.

In those initial days of knowing her, giggling at her sarcastic, snarky jokes that always seemed to be directed at Steve and his inability to get any action, pacing around the back room of the ice cream shop during your lunch break as the two of listened to the Russian recording in an attempt to decode it, you couldn’t help the growing affection you had for her.

What started out as a soft spot for her turned into fierce protectiveness as the three of you were strapped to chairs by Russian military. You remembered how you screamed at them when Robin and you were taken to a separate room away from Steve, how you kicked and strained at your restraints whenever they had attempted to do something to her.

“Don’t you ever fucking touch her!” You yelled so intensely that your throat felt rough afterwards, momentarily stunning the Russian officer.

Once the three of you had escaped, you sprinted to the bathroom first, throwing up your insides. As you heard Robin barf, despite your own nausea, you needed to ensure she was okay, so you stood up and walked over to the stall she was in, you knelt beside her on the floor, held her hair up as she vomited, and rubbed her back soothingly.

The three of you had sat on the floor, after the heart to heart the three of you had when you had been captured, another one was set to ensue as Robin asked you and Steve if you had ever been in love before. You remember Steve’s answer, obviously: his ever lasting love for Nancy Wheeler. Meanwhile, you couldn’t help but fidget with your clothing, shrugging at your words: “I don’t think I’ve ever been in love before, but uh, there’s this girl—“

Robin’s eyes widened at your words, while Steve had remained neutral, he was the first person you had come out to, after all, he was your best friend, and he was there for you as your cried about your fear of being unable to find love in the conservative town of Hawkins.

That was when it was Robin’s turn to speak. You couldn’t help the feeling as your heart sank when you had discovered she had a crush of Tammy Thompson. You spirits were immediately uplifted as Steve joked about her, calling her a muppet.

Soon, the battle of Starcourt had ensued. You looked on in horror as Billy had sacrificed himself, turning your gaze away at the terrifying scene before you.

And for while, you were at peace, despite the nightmares and images from the past haunting your mind at night, it all faded away whenever you hung out with Steve and Robin. For once, the three of you could act like normal teenagers, using the jobs you guys had at Family Video to rent out the best movies to watch at either of your houses, curling up next to Robin as you feigned fear whenever you watched a horror movie. You were most definitely not a scaredy cat, of all the things you had to endure the past three years? Bitch, please. But you found any excuse you could just to be next to her.

In spite of your feelings for her, you couldn't help but keep it all in, too afraid to ruin the wonderful friendship you had with her. So you stood on the sidelines as you watched her snicker with Vicki during the basketball game, swallowing the lump in your throat when you saw her smile for someone else.

Now, things happened as they always did: they took a turn for the worst, as news upon students’ murders overtook the once quiet town of Hawkins. Yet another mystery for you all to solve as you had made it your mission to prove Eddie Munson’s innocence. Amid curses from an evil, grotesque being called Vecna, you had somehow managed to go through it without a hint of fear.

Until you had managed to find yourself in the Upside Down along with Steve, Nancy, Eddie, and Robin.

As soon as Robin jumped off the boat, you dove straight right in after her.

While you fought the demobats, you swung your weapon just in time before it had attacked Robin. In that moment, for the first time in your life, you had felt fear crawl up your spine. That was when your head filled with countless thoughts, anxious and worried about what would happen to the five of you, to Robin, in a place that was neither here nor there, a place that only feigned familiarity to mimic a darker, more dangerous version of Hawkins.

As the group traversed through the darkness, you couldn’t help but lace your arm through Robin’s, a gesture that would ensure her safety with her next to you.

Robin had noticed this, glancing in your direction with concern.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just—just stay next to me, okay?” You say, holding her closer.

As your thoughts swarmed your head, one thought stuck out in particular: what if Robin would be Vecna’s next victim?

You pushed the thought away, shoved it to the very recesses if your mind, but for some reason it always managed to make its way back to the front Your eyebrows furrowed as you chewed on your lower lip, running your mind through what Robin’s favorite songs were, god forbid it would ever come to that. Through any and all danger that came your way, you vowed to yourself that you’d be the one bleeding on the ground before anyone or anything so much as harmed Robin. You would be there for her, protect her as much as you could, even if it was the last thing you would ever do.

Another quake has the five of you struggling to stand, the force of the shockwave caused Robin hurtling towards the ground—curse her inept coordination—but you moved just in time, wrapping your arms around her head, twisting yourself around so that she fell atop you and not the hard ground below you.

“(y/n), thanks, but um, you���you can let go now.” She had stuttered, only for you to realize you had been holding her longer than you should have, even after the tremors had ceased.

“Sorry.” You mumble as you release her. She held her hand out towards you, helping you up.

Her fingers interlace with yours, and she doesn’t ever let go even when the group continues their way towards Nancy’s house.

You weren’t scared of death. You weren’t scared of anything.

But as you glanced around the hellish world the five of you were stuck in, eye peeled for any impending danger as red lightning flashed through the sky, with Robin squeezing your hand whenever she heard even the faintest noise that could signal trouble, you felt adrenaline course through your veins.

Now you had found out your one and only fear: losing her.

After you had made contact with the others on the other side, the five of you biked towards Eddie’s trailer.

You can’t help the grin on your face, relief washing over you as the makeshift rope Dustin and the others had created drops down into the world you were trapped in.

You gestured for Robin to go first, ensuring that she would be safe, even in what seemed to be the last leg of your journey. You watched her fall on the mattress, exhaling in solace that she was finally out of this hellhole.

It was your turn to heave yourself up, and as soon as you reached the other side, landing on Eddie’s mattresses, you got up and made your way towards Robin who was by the kitchen sink, staring blankly at the wall.

Anxiety takes over your senses, you feel the hairs on the back of your neck prickle with panic. “Robin? Robin!”

She snaps out of her thoughts as you called out her name. Another wave of relief hits you as you run into her, enveloping her in your arms.

“Woah, (nickname), you alright?”

“Don’t scare me like that.” You mumble against her shoulder, tears brimming your eyes as all your anxieties make their way up the surface.

“Hey, I’m okay, see? I’m fine, it’s okay.” She says comfortingly, stroking your back to soothe you.

You pull away from her, but your arms never unwrap themselves from her waist.

She brushes your hair from your forehead, furrowing her eyebrows with concern.

“What’s wrong?”

You shake your head. “It’s just—with everything that’s happening, I’m, I’m just,” you stammer, taking in a deep breath to prevent your tears from spilling. “I’m scared, Robin. I don’t want to lose you.”

Robin’s eyes soften at your words and cradles your head so your face is tucked into where her neck and shoulder meet.

“It’s, it’s scary, I know, this isn’t like anything we’ve ever seen before. But hey, aren’t you the badass gal who fought a demogorgon with basically a flaming sword? The same person who tore through the Mind Flayer’s flesh, I mean, you literally just took down three demobats on your own, you’ve got this.”

You shake your head again, holding her closer to you.

“It’s different now, Robin.” You mumble against her skin, taking in her scent, memorizing it, in case of the worst case scenario.

“How is it different?” She mutters, smoothening out your hair.

You pull away slightly, a single tear makings it’s way past your cheek.

“I have so much more to lose now.”

“What do you mean by that?”

You sigh, through everything that was happening, it was not or never.

“I have you, now, Robin. And I never want to lose you.”

At your admission, Robin’s eyes widen slightly before going back to their original shape. Throwing all inhibitions away, she leans her forehead on yours, wiping your tears away with her thumbs.

“You’re not going to lose me, I promise.”

“And I’ll make sure of it,” you say with conviction before swallowing. “Even if it’s the last thing I do.”

Her eyes fill with sadness as she takes your hand in hers.

“Don’t say that, (y/n), we’ll be fine, we always end up fine.”

“But this isn’t like those last times, the odds are stacked against us and if we have to face those odds I am more than willing to die for you—“

“Screw the odds!” Robin exclaims. “I’m not losing you, either. Never. So please, stop thinking like that, it hurts me when you do.” Her voice shakes, cracks, as she utters out those words.

You lick your lips, nodding silently, you would never want to hurt her.

As you stare into her blue eyes that you swear you could get lost in each time you looked, she closed the gap between the two of you, placing her lips softly on yours, and you return the gesture.

In that moment, your mind finally quiets, your worries cease. In that single moment there is quiet amongst the chaos, there is light in the darkness, because Mindflayer or Vecna be damned if they ever came between the two of you.

As her lips gently move against yours, there you two are, just two teenagers holding each other lovingly, illuminated by the kitchen light. Not fighting for your lives, not risking it all for the greater good, just you and Robin.

Your Robin.

[6okuto-moved]

Hello!! I love your work and was wondering how you get different ideas for fics? I struggle coming up with ideas that are kinda outside the box lol, lots of love <333

OMGGG Thank U!! I get it. < girl who's been stuck on ideas. lol...(said in agony). i will try to make a list for both of us (T＿T)b

being so srs 1) i don't think any of my work is vry unique/creative and 2) i'm an infp-t who injects romance into everything and thinks about it everywhere. i have issues. so a popular prompt or one of my Many thoughts is usually all i need 🫥😔 But!!!

reels/tiktoks, esp if it's a trend (would u love me if i was a worm / act a fool / etc). i basically trained my fyp before i uninstalled tiktok to give me new scenarios LMAO

prompt lists/generators can be vry helpful to get my brain going

^ have a list of fave charas / charas that have different personalities !! bokuto, iwaizumi, suna, etc. r faves but they're so different that Boom. 1 prompt = 5 scenes to pick from :]

+ a list your favourite things / tropes/ aus. doesn't matter how popular or niche! key things for Me: special moments/firsts + domesticity + charas being whipped. LOL

think of different media! your fave shows/movies, dating sims, etc. do u have a favourite moment.. what got U flustered 🤨

i get smau ideas from pinterest sometimes . i find funny memes + tweets and save them to a board LOL

Read other works!! also i follow the oc questions tag bc the q's can hit super specific scenarios that make u go Woah

tbh ideas just come from,,, life. silly things. Write down these moments to use later! "photo of you" was bc i saw a girl printing pcs of herself for her friends and said hey... :)

^ "boyfriends in public" was bc i kept watching couples try to pay for each other at checkout. songs they'd post you to...i kept seeing ppl posting their s/o and said what about Me.

multi-chara post: take a prompt and think of it in different locations! he gives you his jacket? why? because you're outside and it's cold, because you're at his game/set/etc. and he thinks it'd be cute that everyone knows you're dating, because you want to sleep and you can use it as a blanket, etc etc.

^ just start naming random places in ur head and see if anything happens—get more specific as u go! house. kitchen. the walk-in pantry. boom: big party scene and person a walks into the pantry at the sight of their favourite snack, caught by person b who's the host. oh that's a good one actually. woah. LOL

and like,, it's so so cool to just.. do an idea that's been done before. remember that if u as a reader will eat up the same prompt/trope over and over again, that u as a writer can feel happy to write it too!! So Many of my own posts have been done before but i think they're still good in their own way 🤷🏻‍♀️ U writing it rather than someone else means that it'll automatically be special to U.

some prompts / thoughts 4 u to use + get ur brain going!!! ^___^

holidays, birthdays, anniversaries, firsts dance! in the kitchen? at a wedding? is it their first one? are they really bad at it? person a thinks person b is a worker and asks for help and they do! they do Not work at this store though. fogged up glasses person a saving b from an awful looking date / a no show a gets b smth from build a bear with a special recording both going to the movies alone but ending up next to each other. it's a comically bad movie a is asked what their 'type' is and describe b who's listening both cosplaying as a chara part of a duo/relationship, then spotting the other at a con :0 (hurt/)comfort: anxious reader, overworked reader, someone was rude, person a has a nightmare, person a accidentally injures themself and doesn't tell b package left at the wrong door "god the men you put on this earth to hunt and protect are ___" person a, who struggles to initiate physical affection, suddenly initiates physical affection (why? where? are they both flustered?) person a tries slipping a valentine into b's things as a secret, but is caught in the act strangers on an airplane watching the same movie next to each other (bonus: one is re-watching, the other is watching for the first time. the re-watcher pretends they don't know what's going to happen because it's endearing to watch the other) a accidentally reacts to b's ig story or posts the comment they very much did not mean to comment

[shrikeicee]

ALL UR AUS ARE GENUINELY SO COOL UR SO CREATIVE!! how do u think of so many ideas??

MAN IDK I SEE A COOL THING N MY BRAIN GOES "LETS INJECT MCYT JUICE INTO THIS" AND OFF I GO

[idnek83]

YEASS trans souda PLEASE... give me ur trans souda tjoughts

My brain is mostly mush right now but:

Soda gets really excited about binders with really tacky colors/patterns and if he had the money he would buy them all. His first binder was probably just a standard white/black one and he’s just like ‘cool’, but once he gets his hands on his first neon monstrosity he texts Hajime that they need to have a very important BFF meeting at his house immediately, then basically just rips off his shirt to show it off the second Hajime gets there lol.

Hajime is like ‘I thought this was important.’ and Sodas like ‘It is???? Look at this shit?’ and he’s just flexing and posing and Hajime can’t help but laugh and be happy for him, even though he made him panic with the “Important meeting” text, cus Soda is just feeling himself in that thing and he loves his soul friend. (Soda shows him the website where he found it and they spend like an hour trying to find the tackiest binders they can).

Once Soda realizes he wants to ask out Gundham he immediately tells him he’s trans, cus he’s pretty sure Gundham isn’t a dick, but if he is then Soda just wants to get it over with. When Soda tells him, Gundham says some stuff about how ‘mortal vessels rarely reflect the true souls held within them’ or something like that, and Soda is just stupid happy that Gundham didn’t even blink an eye before accepting him. He was planning to ask him out some other time when he had set the mood better, but he’s just so excited by how well things went that the second Gundham stops talking he’s just like ”Please be my boyfriend”

(Gundham says yes of course lol)

Soda’s also a big baby when it comes to doing his T injections, so after they’ve been dating for a while, Gundham offers to do it for him so that he can at least look away and distract himself with something else. Soda agrees, and Gundham spends like a full day with Mikan making sure he knows everything there is to know about giving injections lol. Soda keeps telling him it’s not that hard, but Gundham is having none of it and just insists he wants to make sure he does everything right (Gundham just seems like the type to over-prepare for things haha).

When it comes to sex, they’re both really careful the first time. Soda doesn’t know where his own boundaries are yet, so there’s no way Gundham could know, and they just kind of play it by ear. They’re both worried it’s going to go badly, since they’re both so inexperienced, but it ends up being great. Turns out Soda is just a big horny simp and as long as he can keep his binder on he’s down for whatever Gundham wants lol. 

After Soda gets top surgery he sews the worlds ugliest quilt out of his obnoxious binders lol (it’s too small to really be called a quilt, but you get the idea)

[juhihuji]

do u have any random facts or things about Depth of heaven and ur characters (sfw or nsfw 🤭) even if what you want never comes to light, I really enjoy reading the concepts and asks about ur OCs

Hehehe I haven't thought about the characters and their story in a long time, until recently...but I never put a huge amount of thought into them before either! I kinda just knew I...wished I could make something cool that had everything I wanted in that kind of game lmao. Even if it doesn't happen, I felt like I wanted there to be twists and secrets...if it never happens then nobody but me will ever know about them, huh! But, if it does happen then I'll spoil stuff for later! What to do...ah I'll share about it! But I'm giving it a spoiler warning for something that doesn't exist anyway lmao Also I'm not a writer or a scientist this is all wacky world rules ok xd also there might be inconsistencies idk I never wrote anything down I'll tell u their heights! June: 5'4 Puzzle: 6'3 Koa: 5'6 Adam: 6'1 Keizo: 6'7 Lloyd: 5'11 Static: 6' Cyril: 5'9 Holly: 5'7

In high school June and Puzzle were da weeaboos who listened to vocaloid on their phones at lunch. Puzzle wore cat ears, big headphones, and tutus to school. I think....I decided that because of her old bad design lmao. I thought I had a drawing of her in cat ears but I can't find it 😔 June prolly just wore hoodies and graphic t-shirts. They were each others prom dates! June wore a tux! Okay spoilery stuff ahead!

I have a general idea what I want the story to be, but right now I just see it as disjointed scenes in my head. I posted some June and Puzzle wearing dresses where I wanted a scene to happen in a casino on the ship. Cruise ship casinos are kinda lame though lol, but it'll be as big and cool as I want >:•3 and it's an excuse to have everyone in cool formal wear cuz that's always fun! The cult leader calls for a big party on the ship and everyone has to attend! It's also where he culls the herd...because not everyone is worthy of going to heaven...apparently Koa likes playing video games! He's on the top of the leaderboard for one MMO, and during one event the top prize was blueprints for an in-game item: roller skates! It would make for cool merch to put on your wall or something. There was a rumor among the playerbase that the blueprints could make skates that function as they do in the game. Koa won the prints then used them to custom build his own skates (they look kinda generic now but I haven't put a lot of thought into their design lmao). The combination of materials used and construction give them a magical quality that allows him to skate faster than any human could! He's always pushing his limits, and sometimes it gets him in twubble xd Keizo has an issue with bad dreams...at night he replays all the times in his life where people were rude to him or each other, how he needs to keep peace between them, he just really hates assholes! He has nightmares about them treating him badly and there's nothing he can do, because at his height and with his strength he'd come off as the bad guy no matter what! They push and push 'til he's about to snap...then he wakes up! The rage super heats his blood and his skin glows red and steam pours out his ears! His hair is all wacky cuz it holds it's shape on the pillow from all the heat lmao June and the rest of them find out about it when they see steam coming out from under his door at night. Don't wake him up though! If he's still glowing hot he'll sleep walk while in a berserk state. First, it makes him really rude himself lmao. He'll say all the nasty things he won't when he's awake! Second, if he sees someone doin' shit he don't like, they're gettin' these 🤜🤛 In his happy ending you'd see him with his hair flat for the first time wouldn't that be nice :•3 Adam is always doing experiments on himself, kinda just for shits, kinda because he wants to discover something amazing....!.....?!?!??! When he was younger, his sister, who he loved v much, died. He wanted to become a doctor, not because he wanted to find a cure for the thing that killed his sister...because she died in an accident! He wanted to find a way to make people invincible! He's always injecting himself with stuff hoping it'll make him stronger. He likes Keizo as a friend, but to Adam Keizo is a perfect specimen of an indestructable human. Adam's been fascinated with him for a while, but Keizo also just makes for a good subject for testing against! Also, they met when Adam was studying abroad and Keizo came up on a motorbike and attacked the wheels on Adam's scooter. Cute! :•) Keizo used to be a bad boy :•( Other experiments Adam's done: Eyesight like a HAWK Cat ears but for real Jelly bones(?) Longer ween 😳 Lloyd is a stinky tech wiz who likes playing around with AI's and robotics! He has myassive myega brains and he monitors many of the functions of the ship by himself in his server room. When the captain is captured and thrown off the ship, Lloyd uses his know-how and special accesses to make sure the cult doesn't make a mess of everything. He knows about and can see everything that happens on the ship...for fun he likes video games toooo! And plays with Koa! He likes buildin' lil gadgets n tings for fun too! They can come in real handy! nsfw! Stuff past here!!!!!!!!! June, Koa, and Lloyd are all inexperienced!

As a lover, Keizo tries to be gentle...but once he gets into it he can be a bit rough! If you're into it, just enjoy! Or speak up and he'll slow down! Hmmm I was inspired by a scene from the film Crying Freeman (which I haven't actually watched 8•|) of some ppl doin' it in a closet(?)...it's all dark and cramped and humid and their skin is so shiny and glistening it's probably the thing that awoken me to drawing people super sweaty. I just can't help myself 😳 def wanna give Keizo a scene like that. This doodle was inspired by it actually lmao

Adam is patient and gentle! Lots of kisses and verbal reassurance and checking in w/ u. He's aware of his age and he doesn't wanna come off badly so he'll let you do all the pursuing. And June will pursue him hard if she has to! He's also gonna make you beg and ask, just so he's sure sure :•) He loves to sit her up on the examining table n do things wit his mouf n fingers 😳 I'd probably make it an option to call him daddy in certain scenarios...up to u if u choose it find out what happens for urself idk 😳😳😳 or don't

Koa likes to tease you, maybe bully you a lil, but when it comes to intimacy he's a wimp! I just like the idea of making the bully bend to your will, but he likes it. It just feels good to wipe that cocky smile off his face! Step on him! Make him whimper! I know June's a virg too, but Koa is just so easy to tease it makes it feel like second nature. BUT the more time they spend together, the more confident Koa becomes. So! Enjoy havin' him under your thumb while you can cuz it might not last forever! Lloyd tries to stay composed when June starts showing an interest. He's usually alone in his server room, but secretly appreciates her company when she comes by. At first he'll act like he's too busy. He's not used to being around women! As his interest in June grows it becomes harder to hide his feelings! So June notices...and teases him! Cuz it's just so easyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyYYYYYYY 😩 Seeing his serious expression crack when you put ur hands in his pants is lots of fun :•3 And he shows you a voice he's never shown anyone else before 🤤 He does his research and with your help he'll learn exactly how to worship u 😌 IF it ever happens there has to b a new game plus where u unlock threesome scenes with Koa/Lloyd and Adam/Keizo :•x That's all 4 now! Sorry I'm fuckin' gross and don't know how to type :•|