#like. the two main humans in his life... yall...

[mbat]

basically i was trying to make a post talking about the theme of family and the humans in steven universe and how basically all the humans are parents and their children and like, never one or the other, and how we can literally talk about the relationships all the kids have with their parents and stuff

and it was supposed to be how that reflects on stevens life and his human half since gems dont have families and blah blah blah

but holy shit i dont know how to say all that in a smart way and i kept going in circles and triangles and squares

[henneseyhoe]

Guess Who

Lewis Hamilton x BLACK!FEM!Reader

ORDER: Watermelon Lollipop (friends to lovers), S’mores (virginity), Chocolate Kisses (secret admirer), Vanilla Muffin (soft sex), Coffee(smut), Tea (fluff)

SUMMARY: no, lol

💌-mind you, this was supposed to be a headcanon, not a whole one shot and yall can probably tell, but i don’t listen, not even to myself lmfao. hope you enjoy, anon 💋

The Bakery<3

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When you and Lewis met, you both were nothing but children. You were younger, but it didn’t matter, both of you were impressionable, soaking up everything you saw. Lewis saw most of the world for what it truly was, you on the other hand, not so much.

You were sheltered by your parents for most of your years, nothing to be shamed about, but you just didn’t know as much as Lewis or any of your other peers when it came to certain things. You felt inexperienced with most things actually.

Because you two were best friends, you followed him nearly everywhere, clinging onto him like your own human safety blanket. Also because being by yourself made you nervous, but that was neither here nor there to you!

There was rarely a time you two were apart! That was up until your own work ramped up and you were forced to separate away from him, keeping busy in Monaco meanwhile he traveled for his work.

Not long after you were forced to separate, you began getting flowers and even poems delivered directly to your office, sometimes waiting there for you when you first clocked in. And not just any poems, sweet ones. Flirty, witty and charming ones. It left you puzzled. Who could be crushing on you? No one in the office, hopefully.

You voiced to your friends about your confusion, each and every one of them either swooning at the idea of a secret admirer falling for you and pulling you out of the shell you called being a grown woman with other things to do than mingle all the time or shrugging with the same confusion as you.

You then asked around your job like an idiot as if any of these grumpy men in their mid forties would give you a real hint, still you felt it was worth a try.

You got turned down three times by people who insisted it wasn’t them and they didn’t know and that left you with nothing to work with! Not even the girl who delivered the notes gave you a hint. yes, even after you bribed her, or attempted, I should say. You found yourself at a dead end again.

It wasn’t until you got yet another note that you had an inkling. One little detail made your thoughts clear from your mind, a bit embarrassment lingering, but mostly still clear. The note contained a secret not even your main circle knew, something you only told two people about in life, two people who you thought were your best friends.

“Did he write this? yes or no!?” You pried, holding Lewis down on the floor of your apartment while shoving the piece of drawn on paper in his face, attempting to get the man to crack. You were the least intimidating person he has ever went up against, so he kept that same goofy smile spread across his face as if he did know something.

“I keep telling you, I don’t know!”

“Then who?! I’ve never told anyone else but you and him! So either you’re lying or one of you snitched and told someone else!”

Lewis sighs and flips you off of him almost too easily, your back coming in contact with the hard floor as your hand still held up the evidence. You made a mental note to hit the weights a little more in the gym.

He pins your arms by your head and huffs, squeezing at your wrists to get you to stop moving, which you protested against by kicking your feet.

“Stop hitting me. If I told you the truth, you wouldn’t believe me” He expresses, an unreadable look on his face now instead of the smile that antagonized you earlier with information hidden behind it you desperately wanted to know. Your brows just furrowed, you already didn’t believe or trust a word he was saying.

“As if it’s so shocking. I know it’s him!”

Lewis rolls his eyes at your stupid assumption and laughs, letting you go with a warning look. “If you think me and him are on the same level of literacy then I need to step my pen up. Cause those poems were some of my best work”

Your eyes widened like a deer in headlights once comprehending what he said.

The bomb he dropped on you in that moment lingered in your head for days, nights even. You refused to dwell on it for long and buried your head in work and books to keep busy, but that damn note found its way into your thoughts at every second. Though Lewis knew casually writing in the fact that you were a virgin in his most recent love letter may have been weird and wasn’t the best idea, he also knew it was the only way he knew you’d knock your options down to only two possibilities.

You could barely fathom the fact that he liked you in that way. He knew everything about you, you’d think that would have scared him away by now, but apparently not. He was still consistent with his letters and roses, even apologizing if he made you uncomfortable or ruined the friendship.

You weren’t uncomfortable, you were shocked. Truth be told, you had always had some kind of a crush on him, feelings and emotions you’d starve until seeing him again and having the privilege of being close, passing it off as your same ole’ clinginess. It was obviously not just that to everyone else.

Lewis knew very well about the attraction, his had always been there, he just thought you rather not speak on it. He then grew tired of that.

With that being said, you were reluctant to follow up with him. He talked a good game, but you feared ruining something that had been amazing for years, which he reassured you if nothing worked, then it’d be no hard feelings. Eventually, you decided to throw caution to the wind.

Giving Lewis a chance may have been the best thing you had done this summer. He took you seriously even with lack of experience in certain areas, he took you into consideration with everything under the sun and made sure to go at your pace..With a few nudges here and there, of course. You’d get nowhere if he counted on you 100%.

As the relationship grew, there was an obvious connection missing. It was the elephant in the room when you two were alone and close together. You weren’t a square, damn sure wasn’t incompetent either. You just…had never had sex before.

It was never a need to lose your virginity, you truly didn’t care, or at least that’s what you told yourself on many occasions and days of ovulation.

You two had the conversation about sex multiple times and agreed it’d just happen naturally.. even though he wanted it badly and you found yourself daydreaming and thinking about it more often than you’d ever like to admit to anyone, even yourself.

It was almost unbearable not doing anything. Even though you had never went to second base, your body made it known it had needs. Your skin heated anytime his touches lingered anywhere on you. It started to become painfully obvious too.

When the moment you both had been thinking about for long enough manifested itself in the middle of the night in your bedroom, you felt your heart was gonna jump out of your chest the entire time. The soft caresses of your skin accompanied by sweet kisses along your collar bone left your head spinning and your tummy fluttering with butterflies that seemed to never subside.

Your face was hot and your mind was racing, he didn’t give you time to be insecure about anything.

You watched him go down on you, his wet tongue teasingly gliding between your lips, the tip of it landing on your clit as he completed one lick. You shuttered. Long before you had convinced yourself that masturbation felt the same as someone down there, but you lied to yourself, unaware until now.

The thought of someone pleasuring you, getting off to you getting off was so erotic, so nasty, but damn did it help to get you close. Soft moans flooded his ears in reaction to every flick of his tongue and it had him throbbing in his briefs, a wet spot from his precum darkening the fabric against his tip as he ground himself against your bed while he licked away at your sensitive pearl.

You avoided pulling on his freshly done braids, curtesy of you, and instead went for your fitted sheets.

He began sucking on your clit while two finger circled around your soaked entrance, you pulling at your sheets again so hard that one end popped off of the mattresses corner.

Neither of you gave it attention, too busy to care.

He encouraged you to tell him when it felt good, when you needed more or less, and you gladly followed instructions.

“Just like that”

You mumble out, toes curling. He was doing irreparable damage. You didn’t think you could go back to just self pleasure after this.

Flattening his tongue, he allowed you to buck your hips up into his face to ride his tongue at your own pace while simultaneously slipping two of his fingers inside of you, massaging your walls until they gripped to the point it where it was hard to complete a full thrust. From then, he just made a ‘come hither’ motion, pressing up against your gspot with skill as you moaned out a name you didn’t think you’d ever be moaning, his.

He covered your entire body with his when he entered you. It felt like he held your hands the entire time too, pinning them to the mattress as his hips collided with yours in a rhythm he made up on the spot just for you, customized with what he knew made you tick. The strokes were slow, but long, and deep enough to where it felt like he reached the end of your pussy, pushing the boundaries of the ‘wall’ any time he’d bottom out into you. You felt so full of him, so warm. You felt like melting into the bed just then.

“Look at me, baby”

You hear from above you, your eyes fluttering back open to look up into the honey colored pools he called eyes. You began getting flustered, but it was all too late for shyness. He had already unlocked something no one else had the pleasure of even getting close to. He loved the thought of it.

“You are so fucking beautiful. I could stay like this all night” He confessed, a breathy moan exiting his mouth after. The sound of his voice sent shivers up your spine and tingling to your clit. Your back arched off of the bed, your chest smashing against his as your legs closed in around his hips to somehow pull him deeper, needing him closer than he already was.

He could feel the constant pull of your walls, the muscles spasming and tightening around his shaft as his pelvis nudged your clit, the sensation being deliciously different from your fingers.

Soon enough he was quickening his thrusts just a little, one hand letting go of yours to cradle your face instead, now forcing you to look at nothing but him. You whined.

“Lew-“ Breathless and dazed, you could feel a tug in the pit of your stomach and somehow he could feel it too. He could feel how close you were, you didn’t have to speak. Both of your moans intertwined with each other and you could swear your neighbors hated you now just from the way your bed began knocking against your wall.

By now, he could barely pull out with his hips stuttering, but all you needed was the grinding, you could easily cum off of just that.

“I can feel it-“ You gasped as your eyes rolled back. You only had a small idea of what it really was, a sample from your own late night sessions, but this one felt completely different. Something that had you feeling a different warmth all over, your vision blurring in and out before everything around you except for Lewis became nonexistent. It was just you and him. Him and you.

His arms wrapped around your body to hold you as you came down for your high and he peaked at his, drenching the inside of the condom he put on beforehand. Thankfully, because you feared the mysterious “it” feeling would create a little person that looked like the both of you.

Panting and whispering sweet nothings into your ear, he refused to let you go again.

You two stayed there the rest of the night, bodies pressed together with you tracing his tattoos and him caressing up your sides, thanking you for giving him the chance.

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💌- the way i’m sooo sleepy and sooo shocked i got this out in one day? look at me go, oh em geeee!

[rawrmoona]

YAPPATRON ALERT!!!

I have too many comics to share with yall about my take on the lore, and I'll probably be using the tag #my take on dandys world or #my take on dw so yall know when it's a serious post or not.

Just be sure to know that it's my take since the official lore still has nothing but hints.

Now, lemme me introduce Delilah, Arthur and the handler's design with the lore ;)

Delilah and Arthur have a childhood friendship, though they drifted apart as they grew older. However, a joint project brought them back together.

Delilah’s career path was challenging due to the time period she lived in. She dedicated her life to studying biology, specifically focusing on the study of living organisms (becoming a doctor). As a hobby, she created comic strips featuring the original characters she invented in her childhood. These comics eventually gained popularity and laid the foundation for what would become Dandy’s World something she never imagined would grow into a major success.

Arthur worked in marketing and started small, managing stores and products. Even as a child, he recognized Delilah’s immense creative potential and wanted to help her explore it further. Since Delilah had grown bored with her current life and the direction of her career, she agreed to take a chance with her creations.

With the investment they had (from Delilah’s previous work and Arthur product sales), the Garden View Educational Center was established sometime in the 1970s. It initially operated as a small recreational center based on Delilah’s comics, far smaller than what it would eventually become. Garden View was built on an old, timeworn plot of land that had been forgotten. However, it was cheap, making it the perfect choice for the two creators, who were still in the early stages of their business.

A few months after opening, Delilah made an unexpected discovery: a strange substance deep beneath the ground. She immediately called Arthur and a few trusted contacts to determine whether it was toxic or, perhaps, valuable. Arthur speculated that it could be oil, though its consistency resembled ink.

After extensive study and experimentation, Delilah made a groundbreaking realization: the ink she discovered could be used to create life. Her first attempt was a failure producing a being that could not sustain itself and displayed aggressive and erratic behavior. However, her second attempt was a remarkable success, giving birth to the first living toon: M1-001 (Pebble).

After persuading Arthur, Delilah used her newfound discovery to create the other main characters of her cartoon. Strangely, each toon was “born” in an infant-like state, requiring specialized care as if they were actual newborns.

This led both creators to realize that they wouldn’t be able to care for the toons full-time. Although Delilah took a special liking to L-001 (Dandy) and didn’t mind looking after him, they ultimately hired caretakers after Dandy and the other mains reached the age of 5. The handlers they chose were the most affordable options at the time: young interns, who had barely reached adulthood, suddenly burdened with the responsibility of raising these non-human infants.

Delilah considered the results a success, though Arthur didn’t share her enthusiasm. However, his doubts didn’t significantly impact their business.

Over time, Dandy’s World grew in popularity, attracting more investments and evolving into a cultural phenomenon. The first episode aired in 1988, introducing more characters over time, not only in Delilah’s stories but also through her experiments as she continued creating new toons to expand the show.

The only guideline both she and Arthur consistently followed when creating new toons was ensuring they were either close to or older than the main toons in age, to avoid too much cost and any possible childhood trauma. And so, the side character toons started to bring even more life to Garden-View's halls.

However, around the year 2000, Delilah had to step away from the creative process, allegedly due to health reasons. Her sudden absence left the toons confused, especially Dandy, since Arthur refused to provide any clear answers about her whereabouts.

Things spiraled further out of control in 2002 when a horrific accident involving Pebble occurred, tarnishing the reputation of the Garden View Educational Center. Under immense pressure, Arthur had no choice but to shut the facility down and, beyond that… abandon their creations entirely.

Which led to the toons to deal with their own survival in Garden View by themselves, and also, fix the damage caused by Pebble, who had turned twisted and was turning other toons into twisteds as well.

Now, the Handlers.

Now things get more interesting.

But before anything else!!

it's important to mention that many of the handlers were still teenagers when they accepted the job — so keep that in mind!

Veronica Harley had been having a hard time finding a part-time job. She wanted to save up money to eventually pay for college when she finishes her school.

Always passionate about technology, she nearly lived out a childhood dream when she was assigned Vee to be under her care. After all, she always loved the idea of having her own robot (or creating one).

Vee herself was never much trouble when it came to caretaking. Since she was essentially a robot, she didn’t have as many needs as the other toons. Veronica just had to do the occasional maintenance to help guide Vee through her growth process.

However, Veronica struggled more with Vee’s social development. Vee was naturally talkative and charismatic, easily finding things to chat about. But at the same time, she had no filter and little understanding of social nuance — which often led her to say insensitive things without realizing it.

Even with Veronica’s help in trying to improve how the toon expressed herself, it was a tough process, and Vee still frequently ended up saying things she shouldn’t.

Lot of times Veronica thought it could be because Vee didn't really respected her social advice. She had social anxiety after all and it always felt like she had an easier time talking to the toons instead of her coworkers, which got better over time, but she still looked like she had social anxiety.

That said, Veronica was very supportive throughout Vee’s growth and was always in the backstage helping her with her Game Show. Despite their vastly different personalities, Vee always saw Veronica as the only person she knew would never misunderstood her.

There hasn’t been a day since that Veronica didn’t feel guilty for not being able to say a proper goodbye to Vee, due to the urgency of the evacuation that day.

Austin Russo is a hardworking and responsible young man. Like Veronica, he decided to apply for an internship at Garden View in hopes of saving enough money to eventually pay for college. He had always been fascinated by astrology — one of the reasons he and Astro were the perfect match.

Astro and Austin had an incredible connection. They understood each other easily, learned and developed at the same pace, which made Austin be one of the handlers to have the best reports Arthur received (just not being better than Shanon's reports).

As an only child, Austin came to see Astro almost like a little brother. He was protective of him and always made an effort to create the best possible environment for the toon.

However, their bond was put to the test when Austin accidentally came into contact with the pure essence of what toons are truly made of. In an unfortunate incident, Astro's moon mask slipped off and Austin caught a glimpse of his real face. That brief look was enough to trigger a breakdown.

He had known that Astro, like Dandy, was a very special type of toon — but even a fleeting glance at what he truly was filled Austin with fear.

He developed a kind of fear that ended up deeply hurting Astro. But being the endlessly understanding toon that he was, Astro quietly took the blame upon himself.

Even though Austin still felt a lingering guilt for pulling away from their friendship, he began to treat the internship like just another job... something he would later regret deeply on the day of the incident.

If he had known he would never see Astro again, he would have tried to face that fear. He would’ve tried to have at least one more of those nerdy conversations they both used to love so much.

Shanon Mendez was, among all the handlers, the only one driven purely by passion. A lifelong fan of the Dandy's World comics, she saw the opportunity as a perfect way to visit the educational center without feeling embarrassed for still loving comics at nearly nineteen. The paycheck was of course a bonus.

As the oldest sibling in a large family, taking care of a little toon didn’t feel too different from looking after her younger brothers and sisters. Still, Shelly came with her own quirks—being a living cartoon made everything more unpredictable. Shelly wasn’t Shanon’s favorite character from the stories she used to read, but over time, the toon grew on her in a special way.

Shelly loved talking about her interests—especially fossils and dinosaurs. Sometimes, it was hard for Shanon to keep up with their talks, but she made an effort to research and learn more, just to show Shelly she was interested. Honestly, most of what she knows about dinosaurs came directly from Shelly's rants.

As the years passed, Shanon began to notice how often Shelly was overlooked, mostly by toons outside of the main cast (even though it was often. Shelly felt it too, even if she rarely said it out loud. Shanon did her best to make Shelly feel seen and appreciated, though it wasn’t always easy. Still, Shelly knew her handler would always be there for her.

In many ways, Shanon became a maternal figure for Shelly—a steady, comforting presence. It’s thanks to her that Shelly developed such a warm and positive personality, even while being fully aware she wasn’t the favorite among most kids. Shelly knew how to work with what she had.

Among all the handlers, Shanon was the only one who didn’t witness how horrifying the incident truly was. She only learned the full extent much later. Still, she was the one who found the courage to leave Shelly a final message before leaving. And to this day, she holds onto the hope that they’ll meet again someday.

She is positive about it, even if now, it's been over 20 years since the last time she saw Shelly's face.

Sam Mc’Laughing was perhaps the most reserved of all the handlers. They didn’t talk much about their personal life, and most of their peers only knew fragments of their history, Veronica for example is the one that knew that Sam had escaped an abusive household and started to live in their car, picking up odd jobs to get by. The internship at Garden View seemed like a rare opportunity to improve their financial situation, especially since Arthur and Delilah were surprisingly generous with the pay.

Sam assumed the job would be simple—some kind of animal caretaking, maybe. But they were caught off guard when Arthur introduced them to a nervous, wide-eyed toon named Sprout. From the start, things didn’t go well.

Sam didn’t like children. And Sprout, true to his original cartoon, was perhaps the most emotionally driven toon of the bunch. Their personalities clashed often. Sprout never really saw Sam as a comforting presence—quite the opposite. Their relationship was full of friction and blame-shifting, with Sam often putting the responsibility for their failures squarely on Sprout’s shoulders.

“You won’t be wanted if you don’t meet expectations,” Sam would say—a phrase that stuck with Sprout and began to reshape how he saw himself. Over time, Sprout stopped crying in front of Sam. He learned to hold everything in, building emotional walls just to cope. Deep down, this created a nearly irreversible fracture in his sense of self-worth. He began to believe his feelings were invalid and developed a dangerous dependency on the approval of others.

Sam’s neglect wasn’t just emotional. While other main toons had handlers who actively participated in their learning and growth, Sprout was often left to figure things out on his own.

Things improved somewhat when Cosmo was created (by that time, Sprout was already freshly in his 20's). Cosmo’s presence healed some of the emotional wounds caused by Sam. But even so, the damage Sam caused during Sprout’s formative years couldn’t be completely healed.

In a way, Sam believed that Sprout had almost become like them. And don’t get it wrong—they knew that wasn’t a good thing. But at the same time, they never really saw it as their problem. Neither Arthur nor Delilah ever fired them over it. Sprout was still, after all, Sprout—a caring toon, even if that meant he never truly took himself into account.

The only reason Sam would ever come back to Garden View would be for money. They don't have any emotional ties towards the toons.

Now... Big lore drops ahead!!!

Devan Reed was one of the first Handlers to have direct contact with the toons, thanks to his mother, Delilah, who often brought him to work. If there was anyone Dandy saw as an older brother, it was undoubtedly Devan. But despite the label, the only thing Devan truly felt for Dandy was envy.

Dandy's development was mostly handled by Delilah, with young Devan occasionally observing. He was sixteen when he first met five-year-old Dandy. Though Delilah never exactly asked him to participate in the process, Devan found it interesting to watch how naturally social Dandy was, even around older kids.

Over time, Devan began to feel that Dandy was taking up most of his mother’s attention—attention that had already been scarce in his life due to a messy divorce and Delilah’s general disinterest in playing the role of a mother. To him, Dandy felt more like her real child than he ever did.

The irony, of course, is that Delilah only saw Dandy as a creature to be studied. But that didn’t matter—what mattered was that she seemed to approve Dandy, something Devan could never earn. Dandy was effortlessly talented in everything he did. He didn’t even try to stand out, and yet he picked things up with near-perfect precision, while Devan had never excelled at anything.

He tried to make himself useful to his mother, even asked to join the internship program in hopes of proving how hardworking he was. But nothing ever seemed to catch Delilah’s attention. Dandy remained her top priority—always.

Devan mainly looked after Pebble. The only times he ever had to deal with Dandy directly were because the two toons were nearly inseparable. Dandy would even go as far as insisting to Arthur that he and Devan should spend more time together. After all, Dandy saw Devan as his brother, even if the feeling was far from mutual.

Then one day, overwhelmed by stress, during a scheduled check-up for Pebble—which was supposed to be supervised by Arthur following Delilah’s instructions—Devan decided to do things his own way.

Delilah had often used Ichor to treat sick toons or stabilize their forms. Toons didn’t respond to human medicine, as their biology was fundamentally different. For minor ailments like headaches or colds, Ichor was a miracle fix. Pebble, being the first successful living toon ever created, wasn’t perfect. He couldn’t communicate with humans like he could with other toons, and to Devan, he came across as little more than a “dumb dog.”

So Devan started to wonder… what if he could improve Pebble? If Ichor could fix broken toons, then maybe—just maybe—a carefully administered dose could enhance one too. If he could pull it off, maybe he’d finally earn the approval he’d always craved.

Of course… it went horribly wrong.

Devan wasn’t a scientist. He had never studied Ichor. Arthur relied on Delilah’s instructions for a reason.

Pebble experienced severe side effects from an overdose of Ichor. He transformed into something monstrous—an abomination.

The Garden View Educational Center was shut down. Its reputation ruined. All because of one terrible mistake Devan made.

And the worst part? He didn’t even feel guilty for what happened to the toons. What truly haunted him… was the crushing realization that he had failed to be someone his mom could be proud of.

And this is all for now!!! I hope yall enjoyed this big yap session about the humans from Dandy's World lore!

Reminding this is all my takes and it's not canon at all to the actual game!

I might try doing more lore posts eventually! And now that I explained context, I can finally post some lore related comics I never shared because of lack of context, yayyy >:]

[aziraphales-library]

Hi yall I’m looking for a type of fic where Aziraphale and Crowley are roommates or share a dorm room

Thank you

Hey. We have a #roommates tag, so check that out. Here's a bunch more where they live together...

And They Were Roommates by SeasNStars (G)

Aziraphale gets a new roommate in Crowley and tries his best not to feel certain way about seeing Crowley with other men. Aziraphale hates himself for it, for he’s trying very hard to be a good ally. Based on that story of the guy who thought he was experiencing homophobic reactions to seeing his roommate bringing over guys, only to realize that wait… he was actually experiencing jealousy and liked the roommate.

Going Out by ineffableword (G)

Crowley had never met anyone like Aziraphale, someone able to understand all of Crowley-specific issues. Perhaps he even felt something more for his angelic flatmate. The problem was, he only realized this once Aziraphale went on a date. Which he'd suggested.

What You Really Want by AppleSeeds (T)

After Aziraphale gets fired from his job, his best friend and roommate Crowley does everything he can to take care of him and help him to feel better, encouraging him to take this opportunity to pursue what he really wants. Of course, there's only one thing Aziraphale is sure that he wants, but Crowley could never see him that way, could he?

The Tenant by MarisFerasi (E)

They Were Roommates Human AU Trope set during Lockdown 2020: Crowley got kicked out by an ex a few months ago and has couch surfed his last wave of his few friends' benevolence. He finds a listing for a bedsit in Soho and goes to check out the place, and finds the fussy little angel of a landlord quite charming indeed. He moves in and they quickly become friends, but both desire more and pining ensues. The real issues begin when Crowley loses his main job during major cutbacks because of the pandemic, and has to rely on his side hustle of online sex work to pay the rent, and Zira finds out. What will happen? Will the two part ways? Will Zira ask Crowley to leave when he finds out his "dirty little secret"?

Joint Honours by FeralTuxedo (E)

PhD student Aziraphale is busy enough with his studies at Tadfield University. But at the start of a new semester, his measured routine gets shaken up by the sudden responsibility of teaching, the arrival of an irresistible new house mate, and a mysteriously flirtatious sausage roll.

Imperfect by Nature by summerofspock (T)

Aziraphale has known Anthony Crowley since they were five years old and his parents moved to the street where the Crowleys lived. First, they were friends, and then they weren't and, many years later, when Crowley answers the ad to rent the flat above Aziraphale's bookshop, it seems the chemistry they've had since the beginning hasn't gone anywhere. The question becomes, can they move beyond their past and have any sort of future together?

Sharp Objects by ElderlySardine (M)

Back in the mid-nineties, Aziraphale and Crowley had it all. They were friends, lovers, soulmates. Life was hard, but as long as they were together it didn't matter. Then in one catastrophic fight caused by Aziraphale's cruel, coercive brother Gabriel, the whole thing came crashing down. The boys parted company for good. Now it's 2021. Life has spun Crowley and Aziraphale in very different directions before throwing them back together at their lowest ebb. Can they manage to hide their history from their new friends? Can they forgive each other, and themselves? Could there possibly still be something there between them? And with Gabriel still lurking on the horizon, will they be strong enough to do anything about it?

Ineffably Enough, They Were Roommates by DiscombobulatedBard (M)

Aziraphale and Crowley are roommates. They are also idiots. They may even be in love with each other. (Not that they’d ever admit it, of course.) If Aziraphale needed help– If he were desperate– Crowley would help him with his heart broken. He would help him with his heart whole. That was what roommates did, wasn’t it?

- Mod D

[lordprettyflackotara]

dollhouse || jeff the killer || bonus part

SMUT MINORS DNI 18+ tw: spanking, jeff has a daddy kink, slapping, jeff’s just a sadistic asshole in this one, blood, brief description of gore

a/n: what’s this?! a double feature in one day?! yeah fuckers yall got the bonus part! i apologize for the delay my mind stayed lagging. i hope you all enjoyed the mini series <3

“This is our last chance. Dont fuck it up!” You hissed.

Jeff rolled his eyes. “Oh yes because taking out the target is sooo hard. I think I may cry,” He barked sarcastically. Slender had given you both one final chance to right your wrongs. Your last mission had ended with one too many news channels showing the camera footage of you and Jeff escaping the hospital. Nothing too identifying could be found of course, detectives puzzled on how Jeff was able to paint the walls and leave no fingerprints behind.

Little did they know the culprit had burned off his fingerprints ages ago. You crossed your arms, frowning. “The motorcycle was the best thing Ben could find on such short notice?” You asked. Jeff shoved his motorcycle helmet on, reving up the engine. “You are always welcome to walk doll,” He snickered. You stomped over to the motorcycle, shoving your own helmet over your head. You mocked him under your breath, throwing your legs over the seat. You couldn’t decide which was worse, dying at the hands of Jeff driving a motorcycle or being tortured to death by Slender.

As the motorcycle roared to life, you began to wonder just how bad Slender torturing you to death would be.

It was no secret you and Jeff were an item. The two of you were the obnoxious married couple of the mansion, terrorizing not only everyone around you but each other. There was a guarantee if you both were in the same room that you’d bicker until you’d go upstairs and fuck the anger out. It made the other residents sick. Sometimes they’d place bets on who would win the fight. Other times they’d high tail out of the room if you both entered. You’d argue with Jeff until your very last breath and you wouldn’t have it any other way.

Slenderman was not happy with either of you. His alternative was having you both dress up as scarecrows to defend his garden in a hundred degree heat. You both agreed to this mission without hesitation. It should’ve been simple enough, killing the newspaper chief who insisted on covering the story. As you wrapped your arms around Jeff from behind, you realized you never really knew how easy a mission was going to be with Jeff coming along. To you, Jeff was an anger filled imbecile who thought with his rage and not his mind. And to Jeff, you were a smart mouthed bitch who talked too much. The two of you together versus anyone else was a lethal combo.

It was around two in the morning when you both arrived to the house, parking the motorcycle blocks away as to not draw attention from the loud sounds. You grabbed your knife, following Jeff’s lead as he picked the lock to the back door. It was moments like these, when Jeff had shut the fuck up, that you were attracted to him the most. Once he picked the lock you both crept inside, watching each others backs. It was always unpredictable, home murders. There was always the chance the owner had a dog or some kind of pet to try to protect its person. Then there was always the possibility of an alarm system, an investment the chief of this newspaper company should’ve seriously considered.

You both scanned the kitchen and living room. Due to the time you guessed he was asleep, like most humans were. It was quiet enough to hear a pin drop, the ticking of the old grandfather clock the only audible sound. That was, until you reached the main hallway. Thankfully for you and Jeff the chief lived alone, providing them with zero additional witnesses to send to hell. His soft snores alerted you of where he was located. Jeff slid in first, crouching down to the floor on the left side of the bed. You went to take the right, a loud creaking floorboard alerting the newspaper editor awake. He shot up out of bed, grabbing the baseball bat that was laying by his nightstand.

“I knew you’d come for me! You witch!” He hissed. You were caught off guard, his sudden alertness causing you to take a step back. He jumped off of the bed, attempting to swing his bat at you. You barely managed to dodge the attack, Jeff’s arm wrapping around the editors chest. “Surprise bitch. Bet you thought i’d let you kill my girl huh? Fucking stupid asshole,” Jeff snarled. He brought his knife to the editors neck, slicing his throat open in a quick and fluid motion. The crimson paint sprayed out of him, washing over you like a rainfall. It splattered onto your face and body, the editors body slumping to the floor. You frowned as you looked down at your jacket. “Are you deadass Jeffrey? I just got this!” You barked. Jeff raised his eyebrows.

“Are you kidding me? I just saved your life!” He argued. You glared at the dead editor, a pool of his blood forming at both of your shoes. “Oh great. Now it’s on my new heels too. You’re going to have to replace these!” You spat. Jeff threw his hands in the air dramatically. “Oh cmon it’s just a little bit of blood. You’re telling me you can’t handle blood?” Jeff questioned. You crossed your arms, clenching your jaw. “I can handle blood Jeffrey but my tory burch heels cannot,” You gritted through your teeth. Jeff twirled his knife around in his fingers lazily, clearly unamused. “Maybe get better shoes then. Not my fault you made this mission a fashion show,” He replied dryly. You grabbed him by his hoodie, shoving him back onto the bed.

“You’ve got some fucking nerve, you know that? You’re such a fucking dick! I can’t stand you,” You snarled. You crawled on top of you, straddling him as he relaxed against the mattress. “You look pretty hot covered in blood babe, remind me to soak you in it more often,” Jeff grinned. You rose your hand, delivering a sharp slap to his cheek. Jeff’s cocky expression fell, his gaze hardening. “Oh that’s how you wanna play? Fine,” He huffed. He flipped the two of you over, his fingers wrapping around your throat. His grip restricted your airway, a smile spreading across your lips. “You pain addicted bitch. I’ll show you pain,” Jeff growled. He flipped up your skirt, before throwing you over his knees. He delivered a sharp slap to your ass, a painful whine escaping your lips.

“Fucking count them or i’ll leave you to get off on the dead guys dick,” Jeff spat. He delivered another smack, a shock of pain electrical as it went down your spine. “One,” You let out lowly. He slapped your other cheek as hard as he could. He grinned sadistically as your skin turned a dark red. He wondered if he could get it to bruise. “Two,” You whimpered. Jeff’s hand strayed from the mounds of your ass, exploring your drenched panties. “This wet from me abusing you? You really are a pain slut,” He snickered. He delivered three more spanks, your body shuddering in pain as you counted them all. Tears had welt up in your eyes, your body tense as he yanked your panties down your legs.

“Awe don’t cry doll. I’m no where done with you yet,” He purred. Roughly he shoved two fingers inside of you, keeping you bent over his lap. He refused to curl his fingers, his slender digits just barely brushing against your g spot. “J-Jeff I need more,” You whined. With his spare hand Jeff delivered another smack to your ass, causing your waterline to finally flood with tears. “Well you’re not calling the shots, are you babe? Now shut the fuck up and take what I give you,” He snarled. You were a whimpering mess, the slightest touch of your abused skin making you cringe in pain. But Jeff’s fingers. His long and thick fingers. They filled up your cunt so nicely, so good. “What do we say when I make you feel good?” Jeff asked. Your mouth was running dry, tears streaming down your cheeks.

“Thank you,” You mewled. He grabbed a handful of your hair, roughly yanking you towards him. “Call me daddy bitch,” He growled. Your gaze met his dark obsidian eyes, that were determined to see you squirm. “Thank you daddy,” You whined. Jeff released your hair, shoving you back to your original position. You could feel yourself getting closer to the edge, your body hanging on to every little thrust Jeff made inside of you with his fingers. “S-s-so close,” You stuttered. Jeff delivered more harsh smacks to your ass, sadistically chuckling as you whimpered. “Go on then! Be my little painslut and cum,” He huffed. With one final slap you came around his fingers, humiliated as goosebumps spread across your skin from the cold air.

He flipped you around as he pleased, treating you like you were his fuckable ragdoll. “Go on doll, do that thing I like,” He instructed. You grabbed your ankles, placing both of them almost completely behind your head. As Jeff undid his belt he delivered a sharp slap to your clit, causing you to audibly whine. “You sure are a noisy little bitch, aren’t ya?” He asked tauntingly. He wiped away some of your tears, the splattered blood staining his thumb. Lazily he slapped the head of his cock against your folds, before slamming himself into you. You gasped as he quickly began to snap his lips into yours. “I know you can handle it. Your cunt is begging me for more, so fucking tight,” Jeff grunted. He rutted into you like he was in heat.

He pressed down against your thighs, sinking your body into the mattress. His grip was tight you knew bruises were forming, the unholy noises vibrating off of the victims walls. He pounded into your cunt like he despised you and the ground you walked on. You were so addicting, so mesmerizing. He muttered your name as he slammed into you. You held onto your legs, Jeff’s cock so deep inside of you that you were seeing stars. He delivered a sharp slap to your cheek, before roughly grabbing your face. He forced your lips to pucker out like a fish, an evil grin spread across his lips. “Such a stupid fucking whore,” He panted. You hardly had time to process the pain, his cock abusing your g spot perfectly.

You gripped onto his hoodie, your eyes rolling in the back of your head. “Fucking shit, Jeff!” You moaned. You came undone on his cock, squirting profusely over his bottom half. Jeff groaned your name as he came inside of you, his seed painting your inner walls. You both were panting messes, the sound of car doors shutting catching your attention. “Fucking hell,” Jeff grunted. He slid off of the bed, fixing his pants as he looked outside. “The neighbors called the cops on us. Goddammit. Let’s go,” Jeff growled. You shoved your panties on, the two of you running out of the back door of the house. You ran like your life depended on it, ready to go home.

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“What’d they do again?” Ben asked. He munched on some kettle popcorn as he floated beside Slenderman. The two were in his office, watching you and Jeff pretend to be scarecrows to defend his garden. “Besides terrorizing my existence they left semen at the scene of the crime. Both of their identities are going to be traced,” Slenderman sighed. He ignored the irritating sound of Ben munching loudly. The blonde had decided to be in ghost form today, allowing him to float carelessly.

“Gross. Hey boss, is there a particular reason you partnered them together in the first place?” Ben asked. They watched as you and Jeff tried to fight with pitchforks, both of you sweating in the relentless heat. “They’re the only individuals in this mansion that’ll love one another. If not for my pairing Jeff would have gotten his fan girl pregnant by now,” He replied. The supernatural creature straightened his back, pausing for a moment. “If Jeff unfortunately reproduces I cannot handle a carbon copy,” Slenderman elaborated. Ben fell upwards, flying around his head. “Oh I see boss! You played matchmaker. Good for you! I always wondered what you did for fun,” Ben chuckled. If Slenderman had eyebrows, he would’ve raised them.

The two watched you launch yourself at Jeff, both of you dressed in ridiculous farm clothes.

“Hey boss you wanna set me up with somebody next?”

“Watch yourself Ben.”

“Yes sir.”

[shutupineedtothink]

Ok this has been sitting in my drafts for a minute but since nobody asked for it, here’s my full Nicky headcannon. It leads into an insane MCU witch movie with Agatha, Wanda, Rio, Billy, Tommy (?), maybe Jen and even Alice. All the witches! I got yall.

So, Nicky Scratch. That boy is Agatha and Rio’s but most prominently he is Death’s Son, right. A demigod something or other, an entity, Something Else. Not really human/mortal, but certainly not dead either. He’s in the same class of whatever Rio is. Rio knows this from day one. Agatha does not.

That means two main things: Nicky isn’t really “dead,” (he wasn’t even supposed to be “living”) and that kid should have hella powers. We should have seen some indication of that imo in the show but I can explain it away easily enough in a minute. Either way, under the surface he should have scary magic along the lines of Billy if not far more powerful.

Except while Billy has essentially Wanda’s magic, creator magic, Nicky’s is much, much darker. You know, something fitting of a child of Death.

Let’s say Nicky has Black Magic. 👀 haven’t seen that one on the color wheel of magic colors yet amirite. (Except the Darkhold I suppose, which is an interesting connection potentially.) Or maybe it's like Dark Magic, as in literal darkness. Darkling style. Maybe it's somehow a dark/light binary, like how Rio is technically a death/life binary. Idk I'm working on it, but you get the idea. He's on another level, something adjacent to Rio but not quite the same.

His magic is so strong, corrosive, not evil necessarily but heavy and consuming, that it was killing his mortal body from the beginning.

That’s why he was never meant to live in the first place — like Rio he is Another Being, his magic is Something Else. It’s too much for a human little boy. He needed to join her to really “live” and have any hope of control over his magic.

His powers also make him a massive target for who knows what demons and underworld beings. … you see where this could go.

So in this version, let’s say Rio has a much deeper connection to Nicky on a magical level. She can tell when his magic is about to manifest in the world of the living and takes him right before that happens, otherwise both him and Agatha will be in danger. Perhaps she even tells Nicky what’s happening, and he can feel it coming too, which also accounts for why he goes with her so willingly, to protect his mama from his own power. Kind of a lot for a six-year-old to understand but again, he’s Special.

Maybe Rio’s even been keeping the monsters off Nicky and Agatha’s trail while Nicky was human. Tbh it was a miracle she managed it for six years alongside her other responsibilities. She never told Agatha a) because she didn’t want her being more afraid than she already was, b) because would it have really made any difference, Agatha would hate her either way and c) For The Drama.

When Rio takes Nicky, maybe she stashes him in some kind of purgatory space. Pocket dimension? Idk we have no idea what she has access to but let’s say she hides him away somewhere so that she can teach him to use his magic and keep him away from the demons. This is where I would pull in Alice if possible, after we see Rio take her into the smoke in ep 8 Rio makes her an offer to help her protect Nicky in purgatory for a while, because his powers are only getting stronger and she's starting to get worried something's going to happen. Yes, diverting a soul like that is wildly against the rules. She does it anyway for her son.

All of this of course makes Agatha’s hatred for Rio that much worse, because Nicky is still “alive” in a sense and Rio is doing everything she can to protect him and raise him and help him control his magic. She can’t tell Agatha any of this because anyone else who knows about Nicky is a liability. Again, she really shouldn’t have even let him live with Agatha in the first place, it was a massive risk to everyone involved. But she did, and Agatha has no idea what a gift that was, for her and for Nicky.

All of that said, this would set us up for some CRaZy MCU witch/underworld stuff. So here’s the rough outline of my movie: let’s say the demons finally find Nicky wherever Rio has him hidden and take him to the underworld, Mephisto, blah blah whatever. I’m not worried about the motive at this point. Age Nicky up to Billy’s age roughly so he can be a real character. Btw, in my head Nicky is still the sweetest bean, total opposite to either of his mothers, too good for this world, cursed with this insane power he doesn’t know what to do with. Obviously, we have some opportunity to develop him from there.

Anyway, once she finds out he’s gone, Rio is forced to tell Agatha the truth. There’s no one else she can trust to get Nicky back. (I’m imagining a juicy confrontation between the two of them where we just let Kathryn and Aubrey cook with the exposition.) Rio can’t go to the underworld herself for some reason, because of The Cosmic Rules, and the Jac Schaeffer rules of Rio can’t hang around on screen for too long (which I like, actually).

Rio only deals with the mortal plane and directing souls to whatever comes next. So it has to be Agatha who rescues him, but as a ghost she’s stuck on the mortal plane too. So now we gotta “bring her back to life,” because I need real life Kathryn Hahn in this full movie not as a ghost, you feel me. And she has to be able to use her magic. So we gotta manifest a new body around her ghost form. At first they think Billy can do it, but even he’s not that powerful, not to mention still relatively untrained.

… Do you see the vision yet?

There’s only one witch, who may or may not be dead, who can manifest Agatha Harkness back into a living breathing body. And Agatha HATES it with every fiber of her noncorporeal being, but she needs the Scarlet Witch to make her mortal again, so that she can go to the underworld and save her son. Of course, chaos and shenanigans ensue, and Wanda and the boys end up going with her.

I’m calling the movie — Agatha Harkness and the Scarlet Witch. It’s a team up babyyyy! It’s about women and power, Wanda and Agatha being two sides of the same coin, mothers and their sons, rewriting your story, reuniting and letting go, etc etc etc. Yes I have entire scenes already written in my head, no I’ll never actually write the fic or the screenplay, if somebody wants to run with this please let me know and I’ll give you what I got.

The point is, the story potential on Nicky is insane to be The One Who Brings Everyone Else Together and I really hope they don’t just throw it away.

[existence-is-a-pain87]

Since my ADHD brain is telling me "no writing" I offer yall this!

What's this? Well, first you need some context regarding my Dandy's World OC's lore.

So, basically, her lore is I die and get reincarnated as a Toon with no direct memories of my human life. She's a Toon created before any of the other Toons with the concept she'll be Dandy's best friend in the show. However, they decided she was too similar to Dandy and was scrapped, being replaced by Astro. She had no hard feelings as she was made to help out the employees and transfer items and such.

About two months after she was created, the idea for her to completely replace Dandy was brought up.

In canon, this idea was scrapped.

In this AU however, they decided to go through with it, essentially creating a whole new show.

This show is Endri's World. It's aimed for kids, like the original Dandy's World, and is focused on Endri and all of her friends!

Let's start off with the Main Toons in this AU (excluding Holiday Toons), before we talk about how gameplay would work.

Endri is the main character in this show. She's the one with her name on the title card and thus the most important.

Due to the fact she was created before she became the main character, her design couldn't be altered too much from her original form. They just gave her a bow and a flower in her tail and called it good.

She was designed to be a character most kids could relate to, clearly having flaws of anxiety and worrying a lot. She wouldn't be perfect, but was the perfect character to learn lessons and help kids learn how to better themselves!

She has several quirks and the fact she accidentally had ADHD and autism simply made her the perfect character for neurodivergent kids to relate to and learn it's okay to be different and you know what'll make you happy better than anyone else can!

Unfortunately, if this were to be a game, it wouldn't be possible to play as her unless you were a dev. Like Dandy, however, she'd have 5 star stats all around the board.

You can get her Trinket simply by grabbing an item from her storage 1000 times, due to the fact she doesn't have a Twisted state (that anyone except her knows about).

Trinket:

Doodle-Filled Notebook: Highlights all items on the floor every 10 seconds in a match (excludes capsules and tapes).

This Trinket is a reflection of Endri's role if this was a game. You'll get more elaboration later.

Rather than Astro being Endri's best friend, it was decided Shrimpo would be after the Toons became close friends in the real world.

Shrimpo is a redeemed bully in this AU, having learnt his lesson and- while still screaming about how he hates things- is much less prone to violence.

He's a loud, short-tempered Toon who's the main one learning lessons in the episodes, but he remains an ultimately good figure who teaches kids everyone can change for the better and to always stand up for themselves!

Since he's a main, he'd have two hearts. However, unlike his canon counterpart, his stats and abilities are much more friendly for players.

Skill Check: ☆☆

Movement Speed: ☆☆☆☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆☆☆

Stealth: ☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆☆

Due to his competitive nature, he spent a lot of time exercising and running around, giving him high movement and stamina stats. Due to his loud nature, his stealth is lower. And for the other stats? Idk I just thought they fit him.

Abilities:

BACK OFF! (Active) - This Toon throws a punch at a Twisted, stunning them for 5 seconds (excludes Lethal Twisteds). Has a cooldown of 100.

I HATE TWISTEDS! (Passive) - All Twisteds on this floor will be highlighted for this Toon for the first ten seconds after the elevator opens.

Honestly guys, of course Shrimpo would have a stun ability. Have you seen the guy? And his passive is just to make the lives of distractors and for people who need to know what Twisteds are on a floor.

Trinket:

Friendship Locket: Decreases stealth by 25% but increases movement speed by 50%

Basically I took Shrimpo's brick, made it good for distractors, and gave it story impact as a locket that holds Shrimpo's favorite moment, eternally on his person.

Glisten replaces Vee in this AU. I also made him more slay.

He's close with Endri, though is usually busy running his gameshow (it has several differences from the canon Vee's gameshow) and unfortunately can't hang out with her all the time. However, he always takes the time to help Endri touch up on her makeup.

He's still maintaining his 'perfect' persona, but is much more flashy and performative, with Brightney and Vee as his assistants. He teaches kids how to be more confident and to take care of themselves.

As a main, he has two hearts. He's also going to be designed with an extractor design in mind.

Skill Check: ☆☆☆

Movement Speed: ☆☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆☆

Stealth: ☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆☆☆☆

I decided to take his original stats and add that extra star to skill check as I thought it'd fit him well. Since he's so flashy, naturally his stealth would be low.

Abilities:

Reflection (Active) - This Toon travels through a mirror, instantly teleporting to a targetted Toon or machine (regardless of completion), regardless of line of sigh and inflicts Confused III on himself for 5 seconds. Has a cooldown of 100.

Perfectionistic (Passive) - This Toon manages to avoid alerting nearby Twisteds whenever he misses a Skill Check.

I just took Glisten's canon ability and just added a second ability that takes Blot's trinket and makes it a passive (Blot does get edits in this AU, just as all Toons do).

Trinket:

Makeup Set: Increases stealth when extracting from machines by 100%

I replaced Glisten's original trinket (why would a mirror have a mirror? He already had one in his room) with a makeup set. I also changed what it does to help extractors more, teehee.

Rather than Shelly being a main, it's Tisha instead (this choice caused me physical pain, just so you know). Tisha differs from the other Mains in this AU, as in Endri's canon AU Endri is closer with Shelly than she is with Tisha.

However, in this AU Tisha is the main Toon rather than Shelly, due to the fact test audiences with Shelly didn't end up well for her...

Tisha is similar in personality, but is calmer and takes up the role as the 'mom' friend. She teaches kids about cleanliness and to take care of their surroundings, especially the ones they live in!

As a main, she has two hearts. She's also designed to be more of a support Toon.

Skill Check: ☆☆☆

Movement Speed: ☆☆☆☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆

Stealth: ☆☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆☆

I took her original stats and added that extra star to her movement speed so she can have a 5-star stat. I made that stat movement speed because it's only fair to assume she runs around cleaning things.

Abilities:

Tidy Up! (Active) - This Toon sweeps the ground and increases the movement speed and stamina regeneration of all Toons around her (plus herself) by 25%. Has a cooldown of 50.

Clean Freak (Passive) - This Toon recovers 25 stamina whenever she picks up an item or tapes (excludes capsules).

I just decided to take and boost Tisha's original ability plus make her passive her trinket as I go and make her trinket better cutely, mwehehe.

Trinket:

Feather Duster - Increases stamina and stamina regeneration by 50%

I just took the concept of Astro's trinket, made it better, and gave it to Tisha. Why? Why not?

Of course Endri has a pet rock! But instead of it being Pebble, it's Geo!

Geo was designed as a companion to Endri, originally being created as Pebble but changed to a geode in particular to fit Endri's draconic appearance better. (The reason his crystal interior is visible in his tail is because he once got so excited he wacked his tail into a counter and chipped his tail.)

Geo is a happy and friendly little guy, being a wonderful pet rock despite his slightly destructive tendancies. He's just there for the kids to be happy!

As a main, he has two hearts. He's also designed with a distractor concept in mind.

Skill Check: ☆☆

Movement Speed: ☆☆☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆☆☆☆

Stealth: ☆☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆

I gave him a higher stamina than movement speed as I just feel like it suits him well as both Tisha and Shrimpo have high movement speed, and I don't wanna make three of the mains have 5-star movement speed.

Abilities:

Speak! (Active) - This Toon lets out a loud bark, drastically decreases stealth by -40 and alerting any Twisteds to his location. Has a cooldown of 60.

Good Boy (Passive) - This Toon, due to his small size, can avoid being hit by a Twisted easier.

I changed Geo's passive to give him a tiny hitbox to make life for those who use him to distract easier, teehee!

Trinket:

Rainbow Collar - Increases walk and run speed by 15%

I took the Running Shoes and made them exponentially better. Yippee!

Cosmo is the main in this, rather than Sprout. They just thought a cake roll embodied baking better than a strawberry (don't worry, Sprout is still a Toon on the show!).

Cosmo, despite his more sensitive nature, is still a polite and almost stern figure, making sweet treats for all his friends. He's always willing to try cooking and baking new things, however. He helps kids learn how to cook and new things and always share!

As a main, he has two hearts. Also I hate his pitiful skill check and thus fixed it, and he's a healer.

Skill Check: ☆☆☆☆☆

Movement Speed: ☆☆☆

Stamina: ☆☆

Stealth: ☆☆☆☆

Extraction Speed: ☆☆

I hate his canon skill check. Never again. He gets a 5-star skill check and we are all dealing with it.

Abilities:

Sharing is Caring (Active) - This Toon consumes 100 tapes to heal another Toon. Has a cooldown of 60.

Generous (Passive) - This Toon has tapes highlighted for him every 10 seconds during matches.

Basically, I gave Cosmo Sprout's ability and gave him a passive so tapes are easy to go gather. Teehee.

Trinket:

Sweet Charm - Increases speed by 10% for 10 seconds whenever ability, Active or Passive.

I just took the Sweet Charm and made it helpful for Toons who would have lower movement speed or for Cosmo to run around and snatch tapes.

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Okay! Now onto how the gameplay concept!

Essentially, the main concept is similar. Toons still need to go down the floors, doing machines and avoiding Twisteds. What really changes is the shop in the elevator.

Endri runs a supply shop, where she doesn't take any tapes and just hands out items she finds on the lower floors she searches on for items. However, she has a limited number of each item and will carry less of rarer items.

As the number of floors you survive increases, Endri will start finding rarer items and start offering more of said rarer items.

However, there's still an incentive to collect tapes, due to a certain flower having a chance to spawn on floors and wanting tapes in exchange for some items, and getting quite pissy if you ignore or don't buy from him...

Oh, also, just to add, yeah the Toons and Twisteds are yandere for Endri. (She can never be free.) Plus, this story concept could work similarly for if Endri was instead the MC from my yandere Dandy's World AUs, hehe.

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Okay! That's the basis for the AU. There's more alternate variants of the Toons and other things, but I'm done for now! Hope you enjoyed!

(And yeah, I'll make sure to write soon. I also have Twisted concepts for my Halloween Toon OCs I'll show yall soon!)

[the-bleeding-weave]

Im back on my bullshit since yall seem to enjoy it. This time ive got a proper au for you

Tulpar crew cowboy au!!!

Takes place in southern georgia in 1880

The gang is called the McCurly's (after curlys last name)

Curly is a 35 year old scottish immigrant who came from a decently wealthy family, but he hated the lifestyle and wanted to live a freer life. He developed a hatred of the wealthy elite and believes humanity is at its best when they serve each other and not just their own interests. He also has a hatred of the law for uplifting the wealthy while trampling the poor and working person.

Curly is revolted by racism and bigotry in all its forms and vows to kill or "change the minds" of every person who dares to support the harming of minorities. This will become one of his gangs main goals (ie. Kill all kkk members with no remorse, kill bigoted protesters, beat the fuck out of and intimidate politicians until they change laws, etc)

Curly does well at all ranges of combat but he prefers long and medium range, using his favorite lever action rifle for most combat encounters. His sidearm of choice is a classic six shooter revolver which hes gotten very quick with reloading.

He has a silver and black brindle thoroughbred mare named Tulpar

Anya is a 32 year old Cherokee native whose village was devastated by oil barons who stole her people's land and left them to fend for themselves. Her family was massacred in the middle of the night by pinkertons with her being one of the few survivors.

Despite this incredible trauma, she survived on her own for a while before finding curly grievously sick in the wild. Feeling bad for him she used her extensive knowledge of herbs and medicine to heal him back to perfect health, the two forming a tight bond in the process.

Shes the gangs resident healer, they all refer to her as a doctor even though she isnt licensed, though they all agree shes better than a doctor.

She studied germ theory extensively and even learned about viruses several years before modern science did.

She loves hunting along with curly :3

She loves going on raids with the others and does great with all forms of combat.

Because shes a smoker her voice is distinctly raspy and deep, meaning she can put on what she calls her "bandit voice," a uniquely intimidating tone she uses for raids or to intimidate people.

She has a golden dun tiger stripe mustang stallion named Yorkshire that she raised herself, as a result he refuses to let anyone else ride him. The gang jokes that shes unintentionally convinced him hes her human son

Daisuke is the newest and youngest member of the gang at 23 years old. Hes japanese and mexican and speaks fluent English, japanese and spanish. His parents were killed by a dangerous gang and he was left homeless overnight, struggling to survive on his own. He was found by anya who took him in to camp to treat him for an infected injury and he quickly endeared everyone in camp with his infectious positivity. Curly allowed him to stay as a new member to which daisuke was eternally grateful

He LOVES his pistol like its his wife and has modified and decorated the hell out of it. It has engravings on the barrel and handle as well as gold plating. Hes gotten surprisingly good at using it too, able to aim well at decently long ranges especially for a pistol. While he prefers medium range combat he isnt too bad with long range either.

His horse is a reverse dapple roan nokota mare he named Asteroid destroyer. Shes the fastest horse in the whole gang and daisuke is incredibly proud of that fact

Jimmy (34) is an old childhood friend of curly and was the son of american immigrants to scotland. Though his family wasnt wealthy he still hated european life and wanted to join curlys lifestyle so he became curlys first gang member.

In this au he isnt a sexual predator, just abrasive but mostly well meaning. Hes a strategist and bounty hunter as well as the assistant manager for the gangs funds alongside curly. Hes not terrible at it but swansea loves complaining about things he spends on

When doing raids he often serves as supporting fire or lookout, keeping watch for cops and security. Hes a pretty good shot but he cant do very well with more than medium range combat. He relies very heavily on his side arms and almost never uses large arms like rifles.

His horse is a dark bay turkoman stallion named Polle and jimmy treats him like royalty

Last but certainly not least is swansea. Hes 58 years old and he used to work for a steel refinery but he hated every second of it. His true passion was in horses and gunsmithing.

He often takes up sniper positions when they perform raids since his horse is the slowest in the gang. But he also makes for a great tank when theyre in the thick of it, he has the unique ability to take several bullet wounds and not even flinch. He also has two shotguns, one is a pump shotgun and the other is a sawed off double barrel which he uses religiously. He excels at long range and short range combat due to his weapons expertise

He may not be the tallest but his sheer bulk and deep voice is enough to intimidate most people, especially when he presses his shotgun into their belly

He has an iron gray roan Ardennes mare he named after his late wife Andrea. He has the biggest soft spot in his heart for her and regularly has conversations with her when he thinks hes alone.

[thesperitz]

The True Identity of Lu Guang

A Link Click Theory

Ok guys, we all learn from the ending of s2 that Lu Guang is actually his future self from the ‘original’ timeline possessing the Lu Guang from the current timeline. But clearly, there’s more. Something else.

No known age or blood type? That’s a bit strange, isn’t it? I understand the age thing would have to do with the diving-back-in-time itself, but blood type?

And what’s with all the cat symbolism?

All three main characters do have animal counterparts, but Lu Guang is the only one with so much cat merch in the donghua. Qiao Ling has her bunny phone case, but that’s it. And Cheng Xiaoshi doesn’t own anything dog-related.

Lu Guang literally wears a cat pyjama set for most of season 2.

Ok, so why’s the cat motif important? This is where it gets interesting.

The one possessing Lu Guang is a cat.

Stick with me yall.

So remember Elizabeth, the cat Cheng Xiaoshi brought in the chibi episodes? Lu Guang refuses to take it in, and he gets super upset after the cat scratches him. 

Not only does his behaviour in this scene reflects catlike coping strategies, but his and Elizabeth’s behaviour in the two shorts reflect typical cat mating behaviour. 

Elizabeth seems to want Lu Guang’s constant attention and rubs against him.

She also rolls over on her back in a ‘seductive manner’, despite only knowing him for like, a day. 

These behaviours are more frequent in cats in heat (cats can reach sexual maturity as kittens). Elizabeth even begins to dislike Cheng Xiaoshi, possibly because she sees him as a threat in what should be a safe territory, or competition she just doesn’t want.

But cats do these around humans anyway, so how does it relate to Lu Guang being a cat?

Well, don’t forget he exhibits cat mating behaviours too.

While only female cats go in heat, male cats can respond to pheromones released from these females. These pheromones are powerful attractants that can travel through air, able to communicate their reproductive status and desires to potential mates. The males can detect these pheromones and engage in behaviours to pursue the female.

This response can include vocalisations + roaming to find the source of the pheromones, displays of physical prowess/aggression to fight off competition and impress the female, rubbing, following of females and unusually affectionate behaviour.

The presence of Elizabeth’s pheromones could have been what triggered Lu Guang’s sudden liking to her. 

Now we can’t say Lu Guang displayed all of these behaviours, but not all male cats do. We can say, however, that he was particularly attached to Elizabeth, quite unusually indeed.

Remember when I mentioned his unknown age and blood type? Well, if you add the context of a cat possessing him, then it makes sense. Obviously, cats age differently to humans - a 1 year old cat is just 15 in human age, while a 5 year old cat is well into their 30s. 

As for the blood type, cats have 3: Type A, B and AB. Compare this to the 8 human blood types, O+, O-, A+, A-, B+, B-, AB+ and AB-. It makes sense for these to be ‘unknown’ in Lu Guang’s character bio, to hide this twist.

All of this seems like far-fetched speculation based on observed behaviours and what-ifs. But how does a cat possessing Lu Guang fit into the narrative?

Okay. Imagine you’re a cat, just a street cat living your best life, and you somehow wake up to find you’re in a new place, with a new body, new feelings and new memories. You can also suddenly talk to humans, whom you’ve previously had a many dice rolls of experiences with. If you feared for your safety from these humans, wouldn’t you try to pretend nothing’s up?

The cat that found itself possessing Lu Guang sure did. It adopted Lu Guang’s entire identity. I believe the incident occurred some time before the events of the donghua. If you’ve ever read the Link Click manhua, you may have noticed that Lu Guang is written ever so slightly… nicer? Softer? 

If the manhua is set before the donghua, and if the cat started possessing Lu Guang between these times (perhaps in the ‘original’ timeline), Lu Guang’s colder personality in the donghua is explained.

It would be a major plot twist to find out the Lu Guang we know isn’t human at all. 

Some other details that point toward Lu Guang’s feline secret:

He likes sleeping, sunbathing and gourmet food. Obvious cat behaviour

His assigned flower is the forget-me-not, completely safe around cats, while Cheng Xiaoshi’s is the daisy and Qiao Ling’s is the hyacinth, which both happen to be toxic to cats. 

He can’t tolerate spice (please do not feed your cats spicy food)

if you look closely, sometimes his hair kinda looks like it has cat ears.

Hes just generally catlike, yknow?

Not to mention, HIS SLIT PUPILS IN EVERY. SINGLE. OFFICIAL. ART.

It’s more obvious if you compare it to other characters.

In conclusion, this whole time, Lu Guang has been possessed by a cat.

Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk. *mic drop*

[to-rise-above-monsters]

i’m really interested in y’all’s takes (and if this is popular /yall are are interested i might make polls for more characters)

below is propaganda for what i think/what im tied between (very long)

^this is mainly the inspo for everything i wrote

so a decade ago when I made my original Hogwarts au i felt so sure of my placements. but then as the characters became so complex and more was revealed, it’s obviously more nuanced.

lion was clearly my choice at the beginning. he’s an impulsive, reckless, strong willed, bold, determined, passionate and selfless person. because he was fighting for a cause we agreed with, he was heroic. he exemplified the good parts of gryffindor; following his morals and what he believed was right and driven towards his goals for freedom. he had such intense personal justice and morality to the point that he believed that those that took freedom from others deserved to died.

but without a doubt, that was twisted when we realized the traits he had were not necessarily for humanity but for his own selfish desires. which showed his true snake nature. he only cared to protect himself and his loved ones. he didn’t care about anything or anyone else in the end, and maybe he never did. all he cared about was his own personal freedom being taken from him and he would do anything to get it and punish those that stole it from him.

he didn’t know why but he wanted to destroy everything. is that more lion or snake? he’s such a simple minded character. sees everything in such black and white, me vs them, extreme to extreme, killing himself for humanity or genociding the world. and he was prepared to and did do extremely unethical and manipulative things to get what he wanted. he cares about his people and will destroy everyone else. that’s so key to being a snake. but being single-minded is also like key lion trait.

i’ve noticed that the line between lion and snake is very thin. and so is badger and snake surprisingly.

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also to those who are curious how he might fit into the other houses:

with badger, his loyalty was and is a key component of his character. he wanted freedom, he didn’t want to die, but he could not kill his friends. he could not escape his main ties to his friends. a badger’s entire basis is about care for all people, however a badger can decide who counts as a ‘person’. he has no problem killing titans at the beginning but then decides to spare the one on the floor. he dehumanizes those who take freedom from others and makes it in his head that they don’t count as ‘people’. which culminates in him wiping out everyone who is not ‘people’ to him.

but i think this exemplifies snake traits more

with bird, it’s hard to explain bc im seeing it in the sorting hat chats pov (the link i put above) but they say that bird’s main driving force is systems and the system they have crafted must be followed. most birds change the system and make it more complex as the learn more. but stagnant birds are those that refuse to change. when his need for freedom conflicts with his knowledge that everything is predetermined and he has no real choice, his system breaks and he becomes depressed and is consigned to suicide.

tho …i don’t know. he’s like the least bird person ever. he is impulsive and reckless. he only starts to be calculating in the end of his life in an extremely snake way. he doesn’t systemize his morals or views of the world or is in pursuit for knowledge and truth. rather he is very dead set on one goal and commits even when he knows it’s wrong (which a bird would never think) also bro is not wise or creative or any other characteristics—

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So now with all the propaganda out of the way, I’d love for you to write your explanations for your choice! (long or short)

also i wanna do a poll for armin, mikasa reiner and jean bc those are alsao characters who i feel like have such nuances to them that id love to hear input:))

[okamiz36]

MORI IS NOT A PEDO. DAZAI IS NOT A WOMANIZER OR 2D. A rant about the BSD universe, characters, and fanfic writers and how people mischaracterize the MCs

SPOILERS FOR THE BOOK NO LONGER HUMAN

Ok so, for those of who don't know in BUNGOSTRAYDOGS ANIME each main character was based off an actual writer and the character's came to be a blend of the universe/anime mixed with the novelist's books. For example, Dazai Osmau wrote the book No Longer Human which explains the tale of a man who had been acting his entire life, struggles with depression, fitting into society and eventually at the end comes out as gay (shoutout to the soukou shippers because this practically confirms the ship is canon). It shows how Dazai is more then a womenizer and comedian whereas in the anime we just take the character at surface level.

I'm a fanfic reader, I enjoy alot of different stories and right now I'm reading StrayBoundIsakai on AO3, amazing fanfic to some extent. I love it and whatnot but they included some notes on NaomiXTanizaki, and like a true fan I've done a bit of reasearch on the books written by the characters (I read crime and punishment+No longer human because those are my favs plus another Dostoyevsky book I can't remember the name of) So y'know it annoyed me to see people claiming that Tanizaki and Naomi are an actual incest couple because they are not. Here's my theory, Tanizaki n Naomi arent real siblings, in the book Naomi by Tanizaki two lovers have to pretend to be siblings to hide from a man who I'm pretty sure forced Naomi into a relationship with him, ill read the book prob tmrw if i got time, and its a common theroy that Naomi in bsd isnt even real, shes a hallucination ofa dead girl made by light snow ability. So one or the other.

We don't have any confirmation as to pretty much any of the BSD characters so we don't know the details between Tanizaki and Naomi as they've been kept secret. BSD is an odd anime because it goes from silly detective to vampire outbreak, to Fyodor is god, but within layers there are so many hidden clues on what the real story is.

Dazai is a tricky one for me because i've read so many theories on him but my favorite is why he abuses Akutagawa. Dazai is abusive to Akutagawa bc if he isnt and praises aku then aku loses his reason to lvie and be better then he alreayd is, akutagawa needs to be told he's a failure, dazais nice to atsushi bc atsushi is already so far broken if he doesn't get praise he'll go insane and suicide or smth similar. Dazai's character and entire personality is within the book no longer human (amazing read would recommend but it will mess you up) people often call him a womanizer but it's him simply trying to fake a personality as to what he deems is the most likeable persona or sterotypical persona. He's not annoying, his entire personality is a facade in which he's just trying to be likeable because he has no clue how he's suppose to act. In the PM/dark era/15 dazai he acted cold and ruthless because that was what was to be expected of him. Dazai has no personality, he's a pathological manipulator, YALL PLEASE READ NO LONGER HUMAN IF YOU ARE A DAZAI FAN.

And then Mori... PEOPLE PLEASE STOP SAYING HE'S A PEDOFILE. I'm going to take context from a reddit thread and the link will be posted because the post I'm quoting omg is amazing helped me so much, "Elise is the character of a short story by Mori, "The Dancing Girl" [a japanese student in Germany falls in love with a 17yo local girl who was poor and danced for a living, they have a complicated relationship until the guy chooses Japanese Moral Integrity over Love and goes back home. The girl realizes she was pregnant and goes mad, the student finds out and has painful regrets because he wanted a child/family and truly loved the girl" "In "The Dancing Girl", in the end the girl was pregnant with the student's child. Could BSD Elise herself be that child? Well, I don't very much believe this actually (imo BSD Mori and Elise don't have a father-daughter kind of relationship, I will elaborate), but anyway it's something that popped up in my mind. 2) I'm sure I read this somewhere, though I can't remember the source rn, that RL Mori himself said that his sexuality is "like that of a child", meaning that he does not really feel sexual attraction but he understands love and affection, and he stated that he loved his wife and children. So, my personal opinion is that Elise could be just that part of him. That's why it's shaped like a child. (+ Little side note idk if it's something worth mentioning but Elise has blue eyes, blonde hair, western outfit... Is she European? Given RL Mori's literary tastes I mentioned at the start, Asagiri might have chosen this specific design on purpose?).  Anyway that brings me to my next point: What is Mori and Elise's relationship in BSD? Like I was saying, Elise is literally a part of Mori, so she is Mori himself, his preferences, the influences he had, etc. He loves and cares for her because he loves and cares for himself. After all, Mori is not shown being "affectionate" towards other kids: there were Q and Kyōka right there but Mori never showed interest in them if not to exploit their abilities. So is BSD Mori a pedo yes or no?? Here we are. I think BSD Mori might be asexual (as for RL Mori, he probably was, but we'll never really know, also who knew about asexuality in 1800-1900s lol). That said, the character is never shown feeling sexual attraction (and reminder that pedophile means sexually attracted to children, y'all say this word so lightly smh). But Mori really says a lot of inappropriate stuff, doesn't he? Fukuzawa was shocked and Elise picks on him. But what if the shtick is that he just doesn't realize that he appears sus to others, exactly because anything he does isn't intended as sexual in his pov? He's a criminal mastermind but he also probably thinks dressing up Elise is like dressing up a doll and saying she's his wife is like playing house."

Asagiri prob just made him seem creepy because guess what HE'S A MAFIA BOSS LIKE WHAT DO YOU EXPECT?! Link is here please read: reddit.com/r/BungouStrayDogs/comments/17zes5z/vita_sexualis/

Reading or watching videos of recaps on the BSD writers made me hate so many fanfics honestly.... I shared all of these thoughts with my friend @kreepyveebs because they wanted to makea Ranpo fanfic and I figured I should also make a post on this.

I'm going to link a channel who made videos on Dostoyevsky's books just because it helps clearify what Fyodor is even talking about/explaining in the books, it's also a psychology channel so I recommend just binge watchin this guy https://www.youtube.com/@unsolicitedadvice9198

Can writers and theorists also please start figuring out what made Kunikida have his ideals, or made Ranpo the way he is? Ranpo wrote black lizards so me and Kreepy have made the theory of he had mafia parents or somehting similar, maybe related to Hiroshi? (im pretty sure i got his name wrong- ack), stop focusing on just the mains, like jeez.

SHOUTOUT TO @kreepyveebs (second ping mwahhaha) THEYRE AN AMAZING ARTIST AND WRITER AND YOU SHOULD 100% FOLLOW THEM IF YOU SEE THIS POST.

oh yeah @unknowntalesbymiles you should enjoy this post so ping for you!

[legendsoffandoms]

I have more aus, I’m talk about two today.

(I’m feeding yall and myself)

So the first au I wanna talk about is this villain au I have. I like calling him Child in this au.

So basically Lloyd life was pretty much the same up until he got kicked out of Darkleys. He took living on the streets a lot more serious than what’s shown in the show. He didn’t taunt his title like cannon Lloyd. He stole what he needed when he needed, and was trying to lay low as to avoid being caught and put into any kind of foster care or orphanage. So he never pulled his stunt in the village that led to basically very villain. He never met the ninja until way later.

He gained the name Child because he was still really childish, and he was good at what he did. He stole and never got caught. He had a really childish but also dark laugh. He was fast and swift, and became a bit of a legend amongst normal very day criminals. He wasn’t a big bad, and he had no intention of stealing really guarded stuff like money from a bank. He wasn’t a low level thief, but he wasn’t going to risk shit.

And basically Wu asks the ninja to bring Lloyd home, as he thinks that he’s the green ninja.

So the Ninja have to try and track down this random kid who’s apparently their Master’s nephew. Big problem, no one knows where he is. He travels constantly. Using his criminal history is useless as half his crimes go unreported, so they have no idea if he’s at the city his last crime was reported or not. The ninja end up spending weeks trying to find this kid, and when they finally do. They realize. He’s fucking 12.

He did all of that at 12.

What happens when they find him? He refuses to go, and ends with them basically begging Lloyd to go. Lloyd who obviously doesn’t give two fucks about the Ninja or his “Uncle”. Lloyd also hates the ninja guts for taking away his only family member. Lloyd ends up becoming one of the Ninja’s main villains as they try to get him to reform, and he keeps refusing. He goes from a legend amongst small time criminals to one of the Ninja’s villains. At this point, the only one apart from his father. Which just gives him a worse reputation amongst civilians. And the “Child” becomes a super villain. Despite him being 12, and also having no powers (that he’s unlocked yet).

Au two: Feral!Lloyd

So basically after unlocking his Oni form and defeating the Overlord. Something is seriously off about Lloyd. He’s never zoned in, he’s a lot more clingy, he’s more cat like?, and he’s just more weird. At some point, he just stops acting human altogether. He’s basically gone feral. Both dragon and oni instincts are just his behavior. Which leads him to be really overprotective and aggressive. He’s super clingy with Nya and Kai. He hates both Garmadon and Wu for some reason. He’s constantly on all fours.

At some point he grew dragon and oni features. He’s just not human anymore. Whatever happened when he discovered his oni form just broke his mind behind repair. He basically became like a large house cat, that would eat people that tried to hurt the Ninja. And he Would growl at Wu and Garm.

Now the ninjago have to struggle with a feral Lloyd. Oh and then the merge happens. Leaving feral Lloyd. Alone. At the monetary.

Eventually Arin, Sora, and Riyu show up. They expect well normal human Lloyd. They get feral, clearly not fully human Lloyd. Which just leads to more chaos and angst. As the trio tries to gain Lloyd’s trust and eventually try and find the other Ninja. Cause they definitely can not handle feral Lloyd themselves.

A list of traits feral!lloyd has:

• He crawls on all fours all of the time. He never walks on two legs.

• He hates Wu and Garmadons guts, for reasons no one can figure out.

• He can’t speak English/Ninjagin. He only speaks in Oni and Dragon

• He loves Nya and Kai and clings to them the most (basically all of the time)

• Once Sora and Arin got his trust (he didn’t mind riyu since he’s part dragon) they became his kids. Whether they liked it or not. They’re his kids, and he’s extremely overprotective of him

• Once he completely went feral. His Oni and Dragon traits started coming in. He spent weeks coped up in his room in a blanket mountain as they grew in. It hurt like a bitch, but he refused to let anyone even close to him as it happened

• His Oni and dragon traits are: A black an green tail with lots of really fluffy brown fur on it (from the base to end on the top side), he has black and green dragon ears, golden horns, purple eyes, lots of patches of black and green scales, goat like legs that are golden (Oni trait), black clawed hands, a golden scar that stretches across his face, and really sharp teeth.

• He dyes his hair blonde in this au, but he stopped once he became feral

• He doesn’t have wings cause I say so, also I like to think at least in this au he’s an eastern dragon.

I hope you like my aus :3

[ghostmoon1]

Love at First Sight || Part Three

I'm absolutely loving this series, and by the looks of it you all are as well! I have a few more ideas to do for this main part, then I'll possibly break it up into some smaller stories. I also plan on doing art on this ship as I get better at drawing. Also, I'd be happy to make a taglist of anyone wants to be a part of that for this fic and the mini stories connected to it! I wasn't expecting people to like it so much, but since yall do my tag list is open!

Soap x Florence (OC)

PART TWO || PART FOUR

Summary: The date hasn't exactly gone as planned. Because of this, feelings have been discovered. Only problem is, are the feelings mutual?

Word Count: 2071

Warnings: Nothing much, again. Maybe a lil mental breakdown and crying. Mentions of accident (amputation)

He stood there in silence. Such painful silence. She wanted to scream at him to say something. Anything. Anything would be better than this silence. Why wasn't he saying anything? Was he trying to think of a way to tell him that he didn't feel the same, or that this was all a sick joke? Maybe he didn't like her like she likes him. He was kind, he made her feel like she was an actual human being and not a toy, to play with once then throw at the wall and forget about for months. Toys grow dust, they rust, they slowly break down until nothing is left besides a broken mess. Maybe that would happen to her again. Maybe he really was like the rest of them-

“Lass. I’m so glad you do.”

What?

“What?-”

He chuckles and cradles her face in his hands, looking directly into her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes, it felt like they catched her poor soul, cradling it back to health. She focused on his rough fingertips surrounding her face. These war-torn hands have probably taken so many lives. More than she could ever imagine. But they feel as if they are giving her life. They felt warm and comforting, not something you’d expect from a trained killer.

“Lass, I think I fell in love with you from the moment I laid eyes on you.”

The world just stops. Her breath hitches in her throat. Love? Her? But…that's not possible, right? No one has before, why now? She could feel the warmth flooding her cheeks. The words kept replaying in her head. In love with me from the moment I laid eyes on you… in love… the moment he laid eyes on me…

Was this… real?

“W-what?” she managed to choke out, her expression portrayed as pure shock and surprise. “Really? This… isn't some sort of joke?”

His expression softens instantly. “A joke? No lass, I’m telling yer’ the truth,” John says as his thumb trails over her jawline once more. He notices the tears building up in her eyes again. “Lass, what sick bastard would make you think those sorts of things for every man you’ve been with…?”

The tears begin to fall. Of course, she didn't want to be crying in front of her date. Especially their first date none the less. But this was too much. He actually cared. He was different. 

The tears were warm, sliding down her face and onto John’s hands. The tears stung, making it painful to even keep her eyes open. 

“Oh lass don’t cry, you're okay… it’s gonna’ be okay…” he coos softly, moving his arms around her back and pulling her into his chest. She melts instantly, letting her head fall into his chest and staining his shirt with tears.

It was comforting. Much needed comfort. The soft fabric tickled her ear, the warmth softly radiating from his chest, the way his chest slowly rose and fell with each breath, his heartbeat seeming to echo through his chest. She could feel everything. It was like this spot was just made for her. Her little place to rest. 

She lets the clouded thoughts slowly escape her mind. He was her safe place now.

“That's it lass… breathe..” John whispers soothingly, letting his hand run through her hair. “How about… we go for a walk before we go back inside?”

“Hm… okay that sounds okay…” she replies, looking down to study her dress. It was a wreck.

John hums in thought, before grabbing his jacket off his shoulders and draping it around her. “Here… lemme, lass?” he says softly. 

She nods and he helps thread her arms through the sleeves, bunching it up at her wrists because of its large size. The warmth immediately surrounds her, his body heat transferring from the jacket to her skin, calming down her goose-bumps. He grins, his teeth shining past his lips. “Much better, innit it lass?”

“Yeah… thank you,” she says, hugging the jacket tighter to herself. 

“Lets go lass, calm those nerves down of yours”

He says, his charming smile still plastered on his face. Does it ever leave?

He takes her hand, calloused fingers against her soft and smooth ones. Her heart flutters. Was this normal? To feel so in love after not even a full date? They were really only half way through the date, and she felt absolutely head over heels for this man. Mohawk and all.

He gently tugs her down the footpath, crossing the road and to the park down the block. He naturally had long strides, probably something he picked up from his job. He notices how she had to hurry her steps to keep up with him, his expression softening further and slowly down slightly. 

He couldn't be so fast. He had to take it slow. Both literally and metaphorically. He wasn't used to such slow and calming walks. What he was used to was the fast paced action of the military. Now that job never slowed, if it were being deployed, training, and of course everyone's least favourite things, the paperwork. His team made it bearable, they were his family. They had to be so close. You can't be on the battlefield, fighting for someone’s life when you don't even trust them. He probably trusted them more than his actual family, although he wouldn't dare say that to their faces. His mother would pull his ear until he gave them the most full-hearted apology in existence. Speaking of his mother… he had to call her, before she hunted him down. That woman can be scary when she wants to be.

The darkness of the night stretched out in front of them, the light from the street lights softly illuminating their path. Florence let out a sigh, like she just had to breathe all of her feelings out. They still felt heavy, like a brick resting on her chest. But it felt as if he helped chip away at that feeling.

John noticed her sigh and had to hide a small smile. “Feeling any better now, Lass?”

“Yeah. I used to go on walks with my family. We… don't do it anymore,” she replies, rubbing her arm slightly.

He watches her movements and frowns slightly. There was more to this story he didn’t know. But he shouldn’t push it… right? It’s not his place to ask, not unless she shares it with him. But oh, how much he wanted to know what had happened. Maybe she lost contact, a fight? There was worse he thought of but prayed that wasn’t it, for her sake.

“Since my dad… lost his leg. We couldn't do it as a family, mum found it too hard to do it without him,” she continues, her eyes focusing on the ground. He could see the pain, the old feelings and hurt bubbling to the surface. She trusted him enough for her to open up like this.

“That’s horrible Lass…” his voice full of empathy, giving her hand a little squeeze. He sighs before continuing, “May I ask… how?”

Florence nods, her eyes narrowing slightly. “He was a construction worker, building a hotel. The cables weren;t tied properly, ones holding some pipes. Cables snapped… he was unlucky enough to be in the way of them. Shattered his whole leg. It was a bloody mess… they had to amputate it, there was nothing else that could be done.”

His eyes widen as he listens, his grip subconsciously getting tighter on her hand. Her eyes looked to be glazed over in thought, staring off at the ground. “I’m so sorry lass…” is all he can say. What else does he say? How can he comfort her? 

“It’s okay. It happened a few years back, we’re all doing well besides that. He’s his old self again.”

He nods, letting a comfortable silence fall between them. There was so much he didn't know about her. By the sounds of it, she’s gone through a lot and possibly much more that he hasn't even tapped at the surface of. 

The footpaths stretched on beyond the park, curling around buildings and into alleyways. He stops once they reach the end of the park, the lush grass becoming cold and hard concrete. The man-made jungle of the city. 

“How about we get back, and have that dinner, lass?”

She nods, a small smile creeping on her lips once more. Hugging his jacket closer, and letting his scent fill her nose. 

He led her back through the park and into the restaurant, their table now cleaned from the previous encounter. They get served their food (Now with another waiter, the first one was far too embarrassed by her mistake). They make small talk, tell stories, jokes, and learn about one another. John’s voice felt like an anchor, helping her feel grounded. She felt as if he really were interested in her. Maybe for once it’ll work out. What if he’s the one?

After their dinner, he walks her out to her car, hand in hand. “Thank you for that, lass. It was amazing,” he states, his charming smile still on his face. It might as well be permanently carved there. She thinks she hasn't seen another emotion on his face besides that.

“It was really nice. Thank you, for not bailing on me,” she replies, a sheepish smile spreading across her lips and bleeding out into her cheeks, her dimples catching his eyes.

“Of course! Any bloke who bails out on a sweet thing like yer’self, is a bloody dumbass!”

A giggle escapes her lips, pure, genuine laughter. God it’s been a while since I’ve laughed like that…

He grins as he listens to the sound of her laughter fill his ears. It was such a beautiful sound, so sweet, so pure, so innocent. It filled his heart with this warm, fuzzy feeling. Maybe he was too far in already. But he couldn't care, she was with him. She liked him too. But was it too quick?

He sighs, giving her hands a small and gentle squeeze. “I better let yer get home, huh?”

She smiles and gives his hands a squeeze in return. “I suppose so.”

Another small silence falls between them. It wasn’t exactly awkward, but he wished he had more to say. “Well, see you soon then lass?”

“Yeah, bye. Enjoy the rest of your night, Johnny.”

He watches as she gets in her car, turning the key to the engine and the engine purring to life. Enjoy the rest of your night… Johnny. The car soon drives away, down the road and out of sight. Johnny.

She called him Johnny. Johnny. It was pure bliss, hearing that one word roll of her tongue. So sweet and wonderful. It made his heart swell, it was going to burst from his chest. He makes his way to his own car, half dazed and lost in thought as the word continues to repeat itself in his mind. Johnny. 

His drive back to base went by in a blur, his mind focusing on that name. Johnny. He walks back to his barracks, passing the rec room, not noticing Simon’s large form standing in front of the fridge. “Johnny, watch your step. You look like you're about to run into a wall if you keep zoning out like that.”

He pauses and steps back into the rec room. “I ain’t zoning out… your. Imagining things.”

Simon just huffs and rolls his eyes as he turns to face John, his mask bunched up above his nose and a beer bottle in hand. “I know that look. What happened on the date?”

John sighs and flops down onto the couch, a dazed and dreamy expression on his face. “She called me Johnny.”

“Seriously?”

“What?”

Simon raises his eyebrows at him. “You're seriously so dazed, because this chick called you Johnny? I call you johnny on the daily, and your not acting like a love struck puppy with me”

He snorts and playfully slaps his arm as he joins him on the couch. “Cause’ you ain’t a cute chick!”

Simon shakes his head and brings the beer bottle to his lips. “Damn right.”

John stares out at the rest of the rec room as Simon drinks his beer. “Y’know what L.T?”

Simon tilts his head slightly, questioning him silently.

“I think I wanna’ marry this lass one day…”

[kairuio]

🖤Meet Shira Chase🖤

Basic Information

Full Name: Shira Chase Zachary Randall

Sexuality: He’s gay and he knows it

Pronouns: He/Him

Species: Human (Former), Vampire

Vampire Rank: Shira

Charge Crystal: The Wind Crystal

Dinosaur Spirit: (Yall did not see that typo) Parasaurolophus

Possible Love Intrest: Shira Riley

Shira Number: 5

Occupation: Messenger, Shira Ranger

Languages: English (Main), Vampire

Personality

Shira Chase is confident and very outspoken, he can also be silly and tenss to pick at peoples buttons a lot (especially Shira Kendall.) Shira Chase like how he used to be, is quite the chaser when it comes to his love life.

Shira Chase however has over-confidence, this makes him pretty cocky when his team is in battle and it looks like they are winning, however Shira Chase is one of the longest Shira’s and he knows the grove, when Shira Tyler isn’t able to take lead in the field Shira Chase automatically takes that role. Which makes him a valuable teammate.

Crystal

Death Date: 10/25/???? Age of Death: 19

Chase had found his crystal two months before he officially bonded to it. Chase was caught up in an accident where there was a lot of violence, he saw an elderly couple in distress and immediately got them to safety, he proceeded to help as many people as he possibly could and because of him this accident could have been much worse then it was.

However this act of bravery caused his crystal to bond to him, and he was planning to go to New Zeleand to visit his family for the holidays.

(His crystal is shaded as dark purple to not get it confused with the Dark Crystal)

Relationships

Mother: Carah Randall

Father: Unknown/Not Named

Little Sister: Chloe Randall

Older Sister (Figure): Shira Kendall

Best Friend(s): Shira Kendall, Shira Koda.

Friends (Family) Shira Tyler, Shira Shelby, Shira Riley (possible love interest), Shira Ivan, Shira Phillip, Shira James, Shira Zenowing

Master: Keeper

Backstory

Chase didn’t have the best childhood, his father was an alcoholic who was verbally abusive towards him and his little sister and would act out physically toward his mother.

Chase did well in school as he found it his safe place however who would do anything he could to look after Chloe and help his mother, because of the situation Carah would often leave Chase to take care of himself and Chloe, this caused the siblings to be extremely close.

Chase always knew he wanted to love someone and take care of them and treat them as they deserved to be treated. Chase moved to America when he was 18 because he wanted to discover more in love beyond the seas, however he would always visit New Zeleand whenever he could for his mom and sister.

🖤Shira Chase Art🖤

I didn’t update the image but Shira Chase also wears dark blue/purple eyeshadow lol.

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is there any lore about neri/neni/your sona? id like to know more about them :D

Oh heck yeah! I’d be happy to talk about it [but be warned, once I start talking I’ll never stop..]

Nerium/Neri, the weird hijabi cat you might see everywhere on my blog is my main persona/mascot and basically just an artistic representation of myself, so anything that applies to them also applies to me LOL.

Neri is genderfluid/nonbinary and fluctuates with using any pronouns! It doesn’t really care about labels and is, truthfully, just a creature. An entity if you will. He doesn’t enjoy the idea of being perceived and prefers to be a background character. Neni is what I call that stupid chibi version of him with the big ass eyes. His design is always changing cuz I’m never satisfied sighh.

She has the social, navigational, and life skills of a toddler [that is to say, she can’t really do anything right]. She’s pretty slow and clumsy, always stumbling around and losing a constant battle with the world [he is not gods strongest soldier] Also, he’s an insomniac, so I often draw him with eye bags. Neri would prefer to stay indoors and sleep until noon, but he’s got work to do and is something of a procrastinator.

One of the most important things about Nerium is that they are kind of state of like? Mental disassociation? Their mind is so fractured and split that it kind of manifests as these multiple alter egos or personalities? Typewriter/Type being one of these. I call them PersoNeris :3

Typewriter is the more serious, stoic, work oriented one and is the biggest perfectionist ever. Constant resting bitch face. A bit of an ass. I made this comparison before but he’s kinda like the Inner Critic to Nerium LOL

As for Noodle… that’s what I call the ugly tiny little doodle version of Neri. The Neri Doodle. Noodle if you will… Typewriter has a version of the Noodle called a Toodle! Their designs are meant to simple and drawn super quickly so I don’t waste time on details [Noodle specifically doesn’t have arms unless absolutely necessary, then it just appears out of thin air!]

I will say, Nerium doesn’t have much “lore” [as in, fictitious story lore] because like I said, he’s just an over exaggerated version of me. However!

[I know you probably didn’t ask but I enjoy yapping] Since maybe… four or five years I’ve been working on this original world building project called Blood Magic, and it is so dear and special to me and I could talk about the lore all day long. I’ve spent countless hours working and writing stuff for this story I’m sorry I get annoying about them. Basic rundown is that there are two gods -an author and an illustrator- called the Higherups, a council known only as the overseers, a tribe of demons and angels [typical fantasy story shtuff], a planet I dubbed Planet Nerium inhabited by humans, animals and… furries..

The two main characters are the false-protagonist/antagonist type character named Trinity -Trick- Ambrose and a furry cat protagonist named Trip Sterling. I’ve drawn and posted about Trip before! My daughter!

Blood Magic is split into two “seasons”, each with multiple acts. There’s BM: Total Anarchy and BM: The Heart Keeps Beating [TA and THKB for short]. The idea is to turn this into maybe a series of novels or some sorta indie animated series? We’ll see.

I’ll save the lore dumping for some other time, but only if yall are interested XD

Thanks for the ask anony!!

[ggukkieisintominnie]

they chose to go together because Jimin will be treated like how taemin was is all for safety and mental health reasons

As a Taemin Stan, his military service was an emotional roller coaster to say the least. I cried of shock when his enlistment date was announced; I cried of pain when I saw his military haircut selca (his wide eyes was screaming for help), however I got to cry of joy when we were updated he joined the military band and is close friends with Sungjae of BTOB. That was relief however it was short lived when Sungjae completed because not long after I cried of anguish following the announcement of his inability to continue on heavy duty due to depression, anxiety and panic attacks.

Yes I know the words on the street is that it was caused by harassment, stalking and all but as I said those were all words on the street and were never confirmed by real sources.

Taemin debuted young, so life of music and idols are his main companions. so military was an extreme change of field, fortunately, he met Sungjae (a fellow idol) whom he was part of the military band with (music). However once Sungjae discharged, he lost his companion in an unknown territory. So most obviously that affected him mentally and emotionally becuase not long after Sunjae's discharge (Nov) it was publicly announced his moving to light duty (Jan).

So back to your statement anon, Jimin same as Taemin is moving into an unknown territory whilst Taemin met Sungjae as a companion, Jimin is going with a companion -Jungkook. And it safe to say for the 5 months spent in heavy duty Taemin's companion did provide him to keep a healthy mental and physical state.

So tell me anon, if Jimin ending up like Taemin is your worry what makes Jungkook immune to ending up like Taemin? Jungkook is equally human too just as Jimin and Taemin he debuted young and only knows of idol life and music.

Maybe you will reason with Taemin and Jimin differ from Jungkook appearance wise as they present more fem than masc. Well that baseless because it was announced mental health reasons made Taemin move to light duty. If you believe in baseless rumors with no reliable source that on you.

Jikook BOTH agree to be each other's companions so as much as Jungkook will provide Jimin safety and a good mental health remember that Jimin will do the same for Jungkook. Companionship is a two way street yall... Jungkook is human too.

Safety can be provided by the defence force after all they are their soldiers so they would be physically taken care off. About the mental health reasons well THEY HAVE EACH OTHER... Jimin has Jungkook yes but Jungkook has Jimin too.