#shes probably the most expressive puppet too

[mimorobo]

Undyne, The Hero!!

Here she is!!!! The fish monster herself!! Took a while, but I'm really proud of this one!! Absolutely love animating with her!!! :D

And again, much like Papyrus, Undyne has a really fun energy to animate with!!

She's a big puppet, slightly taller than Papyrus and an absolute GIANT to everyone else!! Gave Frisk a noogie first thing!!

:D

[eyekoninurarea]

drop more lore ! drop more lore ! we want more! we want more !

WELL may I present

SIREN5 and their character profiles

pls have mercy on my and my unimaginative naming sense. if any of the names here are insulting in the slightest, pls know that I made these using a name generator and I wouldn't hesitate to change it in a heartbeat

Group Name: SIREN5

Label: Geffen Records (formerly under Venari Entertainment)

Debut: July 19, 2025

Debut Songs: "OCEAN" & "Your Idol"

Years of Training Together: 4

Concept: Dangerous elegance, queer chaos, gay panic, Dark Romance-esque, genre-blending sound (alt-pop, R&B, dark synth, ballads)

Fanbase Name: Sailors

Group Symbol: An oil lantern

MEMBERS BY AGE:

⛈️ Hana

“The leader with a permanent soft scowl and a terrifying work ethic.”

Full Name: Han Yujin Seo-jin

Age: 26

Position: Leader, Main Vocal, Producer

Stage Persona: Elegant, poised, emotionally intense, fans often say she's like a puppeteer

Off-Stage: Cool-headed but caring. The group’s mom and unofficial scheduler. Always has tea and heat patches. Always has throat lozenges.

Vocals: Technical powerhouse (too technical she knows every vocal term there is and you're often like '???'), warm resonance, excellent falsetto

Dance Style: Precise, fluid, regal

Queer Identity: Lesbian

Languages Known: English, Korean

Fun Fact: Has spreadsheets for everything. Has threatened to disband the group over someone drinking her almond milk. Uses "idiot" as an endearment. Baker. Bakes a lot when stressed.

Fan Nicknames: Ice Queen, CEO Mommy, Momager, Captain Mommy

🌪Cami

“If bisexual chaos were a person.”

Full Name: Camila Isidora Reyes Delgado

Age: 24

Position: Main Dancer, Sub-Vocalist

Stage Persona: Wild, sensual, electric energy

Off-Stage: Flirty, loud, effortlessly charming. Constantly teasing Reader. Probably the cause of most chaos.

Vocals: Smoky tone, mostly used in low-register adlibs

Dance Style: Explosive, playful, expressive

Queer Identity: Pansexual/Bisexual (she's confused cause she literally flirts with everyone and anyone)

Languages Known: English, Spanish, Old Latin (for some fucking reason)

Fun Fact: Got a rainbow tattoo on her tit because of a dare. Calls it her “bisexual battle scar.” Ballroom dances are her passion: Waltz is her favorite followed by Tango, Foxtrot, Samba etc. The moment she knew that SYRE is DOWNBAD for Daniela, she taught her the male parts for every ballroom dance she knew, especially the Latin ones, just in case. Rejected the nickname "Latina Mami" because of Daniela and said: "SYRE would quite literally murder me in my sleep if you call me that so please stop"

Fan Nicknames: Siren Baddie, Thunder Thighs (she embraced it), S5’s “Trouble Starter”, Papicita

🌑 SYRE

“A loser trapped in a hot body.”

Full Name: Reader Reeder McReaderson (this is a joke omfg)

Age: 21

Position: Lead Vocalist, Center, Lyricist

Stage Persona: Androgynous seduction: all dark smirks and husky vocals. Sharp charisma with masculine energy. The slow-burner. Hits highnotes easily, but often gives the high notes to Hana.

Off-Stage: Dorky, awkward, anime nerd. Loves bread, trivia, and accidentally embarrassing herself on live broadcasts.

Vocals: Deep, sultry tone with surprising range, her high notes are emotional weapons.

Dance Style: Grounded, controlled, magnetic. She doesn’t float; she drags you in.

Queer Identity: Lesbian

Languages Known: English, Tagalog, Spanish, French (basic words, took it in college)

Fun Fact: Applied as a songwriter on a dare. Ended up the group’s fifth member. Has "scissor hands" (It's her scissors tattoo on both her hands). Her accent varies per language spoke and sometimes she's confused on what accent she should use. CHRONIC NAIL BITER SO HER NAILS ARE ALWAYS SHORT BECAUSE IF NOT SHE BITES IT (hana always has a nail file for this specific reason)

Fan Nicknames: Sexy Kirby, The Librarian, Mommy But Confused, Pengu

🔥 Amara

“Looks like she’ll kill you. Might write a poem about it first.”

Full Name: Amara Seraphine Sinclair Hawthorne

Age: 20

Position: Main Rapper, Visual, Dancer

Stage Persona: Cold, intense, femme fatale

Off-Stage: Quiet and observant, deeply poetic. Has strong protective instincts. Soft for her members.

Rap Style: Precision-focused, introspective, and layered

Dance Style: Fluid yet sharp, like a knife in silk

Queer Identity: Genderfluid (she/they), sapphic

Languages Known: British English (that accent ain't leaving, I fear. However she's really doing good with her mainstream humor that it masks her British), Korean

Fun Facts: She's such a hotheas HOWEVER she writes them in her notebook instead of voicing it out which leads to deadpans instead. Writes all her verses in a black leather notebook. Has a surprisingly cute laugh. SHE LEAVES HER NOTEBOOK OPEN WHEN SHE CAN'T EXPRESS HER FEELINGS SO SHE LETS HER GIRLS READ IT INSTEAD. Will write small notes throughout the day to give to each of her girls. Calls her girlfriend mommy.

Fan Nicknames: Panther, Mona Lisa With a Knife, The Silent Siren, Daddy Deadpan

✨ Rina

“Fae Trap Personified”

Full name: Rina Hoshiko Nakamura Ellis

Age: 19 (20 in about 2 months after their debut) [I needed a birthday scene]

Position: All-Rounder (she's too mystical to contain omfg)

Stage Persona: Ethereal, soft, dreamy and deceptively powerful

Off-Stage: Sweet, giggly, morbidly curious. Obsessed with murder documentaries and plushies. Promotes chaos with Cami.

Vocals: Airy, soft and delicate, perfect for harmonies

Dance Style: Light, fast, hauntingly beautiful

Queer Identity: Transfeminine lesbian

Languages Known: English, Japanese, Korean

Fun Fact: Carries a taser, calls it “Sparkles”. Has a pet snake, names it "Dr.Snuggles". Trained as a J-pop star, then got scouted as a K-pop trainee, and then debuted as an international star, girlie switched personality too many times she reset her brain. Collects so many things: Knifes, Perfume, Labubu, Hirono, Kuromi Figures and anything she deems her type of thing. Has self-inflicted stitches from her 2 years of med school.

Fan Nicknames: Fairy of Doom, Tiny Terror, Dollface, Blood Fairy

[hoodielord]

Grim and Hood

Nightwing 

Gotham Bay Monday 9pm

 Dick didn't know  about Jason's gang or much about his crime lord work in general. But now is a better time than later to learn. Jason had been watching a shipment of chemicals that scarecrow had supposedly ordered. But another issue had come up where Jason was needed. So Jason sent some members of his gang to help with the shipment.This just so happened to include Jason's second in command. 

Dick wasn't expecting this. Jason's second in command was around Jason’s age. He’s a head shorter than Jason.They are lanky though and pale. They wore a skelton mask that covered the lower half of his face. They moved like Cass or Duke; clung to the shadows and moved silently most of the time. It was surprising given their white hair. When it was time to move into fighting they were brutal, not deadly, but enough to break a few bones and incapacitate men twice as built as they were. Everything about them screamed meta.

 This skeleton was definitely a meta of some sort. Quickly they climbed into the rafters of the warehouse. Green eyes glowed as they swept through the warehouse. They were hunting for something. Skeleton’s eyes snapped to a man running for the exit. 

Like a whip they zipped through the rafters and descended on the man. The man shrieked in surprise and swung. But his arm never hit them. No, their arm went through them like he wasn't there. The man freaked blindly and swung at him screaming.

“What are you?!”

The skeleton mask’s fist slammed into the man’s face and the man crumbled. Skeleton dug through the man’s pockets and pulled out a glowing green vial.   

After the fighting was done and the shipment was secured Hood arrived. 

“ Hey Wing.”

“Hey Hood. So who's that?” pointing to them as they worked on helping the injured and tieing up the goons.

“That’s Grim, he does most of the work when I'm not around.”

“ Hey boss, everything's secure!” One of the gang members calls.

“ Good. Okay Sam and Ralph will make sure the shipment is handed off. Bill makes sure these idiots are hauled away by the cops. The rest of you can pack it in for tonight.”

The rest of the gang moves out or to their posts. Except Grim who walks up to Hood.

 “ Hey Grim, you good?”

Grin nods and hands Hood the vial.

“This is probably the new prototype the demented sock puppet was working on.” Their voice had an echo but maybe more like many different voices were speaking as one. 

Hood let out a chuckle at Grim’s remark.

“I’ve never heard that one before.”

Despite, the mask you could tell Grim was smiling but his expression faltered and he wavered.

He mumbles something about overtime and then proceeds to face plant right into Hood's chest.

“Is he alright?”

Hood sighs “ Yeah, he should be alright. He just fell asleep.” Hood mumbles something about bribes and revenge.

“Do I wanna know what you’re planning?”

“Not unless you want the same thing to happen to you,” Hood says as he picks Grim up and throws him over his shoulder.

“See you later, Wing,” Hood said before calling the gang for a car.

----

After a few rings, she picked up.

“Hey, Spoiler.”

“What’s up Hood?”

“If I make you waffles tomorrow would you help me get revenge on RR?”

“Hell yeah! Wait. What kind of revenge?”

“I am thinking more of your kind of revenge.” 

“Deal!”

“Awesome, so here is the plan.” 

----

Tuesday 1am, Jason’s apartment

“Hey, your coworkers said you have the rest of the week off,” Jason said from the kitchen.

“Cool…your brother needed to chill with the overtime. I feel like I did in high school dealing with ghosts.” Danny mumbled from the couch in the living room.

“Yeah, I already have that covered.”

“What do you mean?” 

Jason didn’t answer.

“Jason, what are you going to do to your brother?”

“Nothing too bad.”

“Jason.”

“It’s fine, get some more sleep.”

A few seconds pass and then there is a crash in the living room.

“Get back here, intruder!”

“You're literally the one that crawled through the window!”

Jason recognizes that voice and rushes to the living room.“If you don’t stop right now I am not helping clean the barn this weekend!”

Danny was standing on the couch with a crystal blue sword in hand  as Damian looked ready to strike but stopped midswing.

“You promised to help! You dare break your promise! And explain, who is this harlot?”

“Who is this kid and why does he speak like he’s from a period drama?....The fuck is a harlot?” Danny said, still holding tight to his sword ready to block the swing.

Jason sighs,”Demon brat, this is Danny. Danny, this is Demon brat.”

“tt.That explains nothing.”

“Zero net gain of info there, Jay.”

Both of them ease slightly in their stances.

“Demon Brat, why are you here? B do something stupid again?”

“Oh. this is your other little brother.”

Danny released his grip on his sword and it began to dissolve into nothing. At this Damian tightened his grip on his sword.

“ Damian, he’s my friend.”

“Fine…It was Grayson. He was too stifling after tonight." Damian put his short sword away. Jason and Daiman walk into the kitchen as Danny slumps back into the couch.

“Let me guess you got injured?”

“I only required three stitches. He is overreacting.”

“Fine. I got tea. You can only stay for an hour though. Don’t need all the bats to show up on my balcony.”

“That is acceptable ... .You're expecting someone else?”

“Steph is helping me with something…. You’ll see later.” Jason said with a grin.

-----

Noon, Wayne Manor. Dick

Dick was at the manor because he was preparing to cover for Bruce as Batman when he was off-world dealing with a Justice League issue.  

The door into the dining room swung open violently followed by Tim marching in covered in neon green glitter. There was so much glitter that it trailed behind him. 

“ You look like you’re trying to cosplay the riddler. Did Steph do that?” 

Tim just grumbled and held up a light purple sticky note. 

‘Yep, definitely Steph.’ Dick thought, grabbing the note.

 The note read: ‘Jason said you gave your R&D department too harsh a deadline for a project and they had to work double overtime on it. So you get a glitter bomb! 😛 P.S. No, I am not helping you clean it. Yes I got bribed. No, I am not helping you get him back.’

“Why would Jason care about your R&D department? Also double overtime? That's harsh.”

“One of his friends is a part of it.  And I wouldn’t have had to do that if the client wasn’t a total ass about it…Maybe I should send them a glitter bomb….. Anyway, I gave the department the rest of the week off.” Tim mumbles as he rests his head in his arms on the table. 

“First of all , I think the glitter bomb is a bad idea. Secondly, Jason has a friend working at W.E.?”

“Yeah, one of the top engineers. His name is Danny ... .Never introduce him to Steph. I will never see the end of the glitter or worse.”

“That bad, huh?”

“Yeah. He found out someone was stealing his pens. He replaced the ink in them so that the thief was writing in glitter gel ink on official forms. Then there was the time he set up a code on another engineer's computer that would randomly call him an idiot.”

“ What did he do to deserve that?”

“Used and misplaced Danny’s socket set.”

Dick laughed. “Well it’s nice that Jason has another friend.” Dick paused after a moment and said, “We should never introduce him to Roy either.” 

“Oh God, no.”

Thinking about it now Danny was probably Grim. But Tim didn’t need to know that now but knowing him he probably already did.

“You should probably go change.Alfred not going to be happy to see all the glitter too.”

“He should make Jason and Steph clean it.” Tim groaned.

At this time Damian walked into the dining hall and stopped to state at Tim with a knowing grin.

“Gremlin, did you help Steph and Jason with this?”

“No, I would not stoop to that level. Todd had mentioned he and Brown were working on something together.”

Noon same day, Jason’s apartment, Steph

Steph was always up to pranking Tim, well anyone in the Batfamily except Alfred really, but she wanted to know why Jason was defending the R&D department with this revenge thing. So after the prank was pulled she swung by Jason’s apartment.

She climbed into the living room through the fire escape window.

“Hey, I was promised waffles!”

Someone sat up on the couch with wide blue eyes staring at Steph. A mess of black hair flopped in different directions. They have an iron grip on the back of the couch. They're lanky and thin, practically swimming in a 3xl t-shirt. That’s not Jason.

“Nobody I know uses the goddamn door!” Jason yells stomping into the living room. 

Danny and Steph point at each other and turn to Jason.

“Steph, this is my friend Danny. Danny this Steph. Who I am going to personally show the definition of defenestration.”

“Hey you’re the one that promised waffles. And here I helped you with your revenge.” Steph  defended herself.

“Revenge? Waffles? Waffles sound good. Revenge is best cold though or something like that. Waffles not so much. ” Danny said half asleep and then promptly fell back asleep.

“Is he alright?” Steph said, leaning over the couch to see if he was.

Jason sighs “He hasn’t had enough sleep in this past week. Come on, I'll make you your waffles.”

In the kitchen Jason gets to work making Steph her waffles. After a few moments she asks “soooo…is he the reason that you had me glitter bomb Tim’s office?”

“Yep. Last week Danny was helping me with tracking the shipment of Scarecrow's fear toxin that we took care of last night.”

“Danny knows you’re Hood?”

“Yeah, I met him as Jason first then as Hood, he works with the gang.”

“Does Tim know?”

“I mean its a matter of time. Anyway, this week Tim had the R&D department, where Danny works, do more overtime to finish this project hence the glitter bomb.”

“You are the only nerd I know that would use the word hence…. I would never call Alfred a nerd.”

“Understandable but if you call me a nerd again I am burning your waffles.”

“Nooo!”

“Hey how come Danny looked like he was about to run when I yelled?”

“That’s because the gremlin decided to stop by earlier and then proceed to try and hunt Danny for sport.” Jason said, placing the first plate of waffles in front of her.

“Ha, yeah that explains it.” Steph said, taking a bite of her well earned waffles. 

“Soooo want to tell me why he's wearing your t-shirt?”

“No”

Two days later, Gotham bay, Roy

Jason had asked for some help with some experimental tech he was working with. He wasn't expecting to find a new buddy to talk shop with.

Arriving at the warehouse he spots Hood waiting for him by the door.

“Hey Roy.”

“Hey Jaybird, so what’s the tech you wanted to show me?”

“It’s inside, a member of the gang is looking...” 

Hood was cut off by a small explosion from inside the warehouse. Hood and Roy burst into the warehouse. Smoke curls through the air as they rush in.

“Grim! Where are you? Grim!” Hood calls as he moves through the crates and boxes.

“Damn it! Where are you? Danny!” Hood was panicking; it wasn't like him. Who was this Danny person?

There’s a fire up ahead with smoke curling up to the roof. A few shouts from different gang members rush to find the fire extinguishers. Like a bullet, one of the members with snow white hair dressed in all black, rushed forward. They seemed to blast the fire with a wave of ice as other members came in with fire extinguishers. 

“Grim!”  Hood yelled as the one dressed in black seemed to stagger after the fire was out.

Hood rushed forward grabbing them by the shoulders and steadying them.

“Hey Grim. You there?” 

“Hood?” his voice was quiet.

“Yeah it’s me. You okay?”

“Yeah I'm okay.” he still didn’t sound all there.

“Why don't you sit for a bit.”

“Yeah..”

“Okay I’ll be checking everyone else okay?”

Hood helped Grim to one of the crates to sit. Hood and Roy walk away as Grim calms down.

“Jaybird, is he alright?”

Hood sighs “He will be… explosions at close distance send him off sometimes.”

“Bill!”

“Yeah, Boss?” 

“What happened?”

“Grim was working on the device when he just froze suddenly and freaked out, getting everyone away from it. Then it exploded. Nobody’s hurt. How’s he?”

“ He’s calming down now.”

-----

Hood and Roy looked over the wreckage.

“Well I don’t think we are going to get anything from this Jaybird.”

“The device had a secondary trigger.” a voice came from behind Roy.

“Jesus fuck!”

Grim jumped back a little at Roy’s outburst. Hood just laughed at them both.

“Are you sure you’re not a new Bat or something?”

“No. Why would I dress as a bat furry?” Even with the skeleton mask you could tell he had a smirk across his face.

Hood started laughing harder and Roy laughed too.

“I’m Arsenal.” Roy stuck his hand out to Grim.

“Grim.” They said, shaking his hand.

“Grim works as the gang’s second in command. He’s also the tech expert on hand. And this is Arsenal who’s okay with tech.”

“Jaybird I am better than okay.”

“I once saw you jam an arrow into a computer that you couldn’t hack.”

“I didn't have enough time! Plus it worked didn’t it?” Arsenal 

“I mean whatever works.” Grim shrugged.

“See Jaybird he gets it,” Roy turns to Grim “Hey wanna hear about the high powered flamethrower I made?”

“Hell yeah. I made a laser gun out of a microwave once.”

“I am now regretting letting you two meet.”

“Too late!” Grim and Roy exclaimed. Grim’s eyes lit up, literally they were glowing green. 

Hood sighs “Okay but let’s work on the problem at hand first.” he then turns back to Grim, “Also if you ever work together on something I’m telling your sister.”

“Spoilsport.” Grim huffed.

They went to work on the remains of the bomb looking over the components.

“Are you doing okay Grim?”

Grim hummed at his question. “Yeah… this is just my luck huh? I got a week of overtime and almost blew up…”

“But you didn’t. You saved them before it could hurt you or anybody.”

------

[ikamigami]

MY shitty NOTICINGS ABOUT SPAMTON

Most of these are things that were noticed ages ago and all of this is just me rambling about shit that probably doesn't mean anything and I'm just delusional

Part 2 is here

Spamton - Kris

Spamton just like Kris is puppeteered by some higher being.

Both seek freedom.

Both seem to have issues with expressing their true feelings.

Both seem to somewhat stand out from the rest.

Spamton was hiding the fact that benefactor was behind his success just like Kris is hiding from their friends that they are working with the Knight.

Both seem to struggle with their looks (and their looks make them stand out from their kind - Spamton is small colourless Addison and Kris is human in a goat family).

They both struggle with finding their place to belong.

They're both very determined.

And while Spamton doesn't have a soul in Neo form one of his attacks is a heart on the chain - this parallels Kris having soul that is their chain at the same time.

Both are also little mischievous gremlins.

Spamton - Noelle

Was Spamton trying to lure Noelle with [fr33 fr13nd f1ndh3r] mails?

Or was he trying to help her find Dess?

Noelle seems to like Pipis or at least she seems to be a bit fond of them - is it because of that one Pipis Spamton gave her?

Spamton seems to maybe not exactly like Noelle but be a bit fond of her because he wouldn't give her Pipis especially not for free.

In Snowgrave route

Both have angel motifs.

Noelle seems to be parallel to Spamton during his fights with Tenna and also during his worst when he was more and more obsessive over the phone.

Spamton - Dess

Spamton repeats dialogue of missing person in the code who is more than likely Dess.

This dialogue though reflects Spamton's situation quite well. No one could hear Spamton's pleas for help and he couldn't escape drakness even after obtaining Neo.

What does it imply? Does Spamton know what happened to Dess? But is it because Spamton is (probably) puppeteered by Friend? Or did he saw too far, saw something that he shouldn't? Or maybe he can/could hear the person trapped in the code?

Also does it mean anything that during Tenna's crush out one of Spamton's theme plays during music stage part where normally Fun Gang performed Dess' song there earlier? it probably means nothing weird coincidence though

Spamton - Friend

Just like Friend's eyes are pink and yellow Spamton has pink and yellow glasses.

Spamton has permanent smile just like Friend.

Spamton is a puppet while Friend looks like a hand - Friend is more than likely the one who puppeteeres Spamton.

When Spamton looks directly at us in his shop his eyes resemble Friend's eyes.

Friend is implied to lure kids to the Shelter. Was it the one who lured Dess to Shelter? Did Dess actually go there hence why she's missing? If Friend was behind Dess' disappearance did Spamton see that? Or at least know something? Cause how else could he repeat missing person dialogue?

Some people claim that in forgotten Spamton battle theme (unused) they could hear friend in me which is interesting.

Could Friend be inside Spamton?

Spamton - Gaster

Garbage noise that was heard from the receiver from the phone that Spamton used to communicate with the sponsor (benefactor) is the same one that is heard when Kris tries to call someone in Dark World which is associated with Gaster - we could hear it in Undertale.

It implies that Spamton was in contact with Gaster - shelter also has the exact same sound bite like so called garbage noise which implies that Friend is also related to Gaster if Friend is the one who lure kids to the Shelter. My personal take on this is that Friend is Gaster's hand.

Gaster was most likely completely erased from the world he was living in and oddly enough Spamton was met with similar fate - everyone treat Spamton as if he never existed; all of them made sure to erase every little bit of Spamton's existence in Cyber World and even in TV World the only characters that mention anything about Spamton are Tenna (obviously) and Ramb (indirectly).

Could G in Spamton G Spamton possibly hint to Gaster? Probably not but we still don't know what this G stands for.

The flavor text during Spamton Neo boss battle He is his own worst invention. while not the same as what is told about Gaster "fell into his creation" and "his experiments went wrong" gives oddly similar vibes especially cause that flavor text from SNeo fight stands out from the rest like a sore thumb.

Other things

These things aren't something that I noticed by myself. Please read @/cat-mermaid posts cause there are many interesting Spamton mentions like:

Spamton unused battle attacks resemble some of Titan attacks.

In unused Spamton battle there appear hands - please read cat-mermaid post about hands in Deltarune.

Spamton unused battle has a disco ball hanging above and they seem to fight on stage as if it was associated with music - not exactly the same type of music Dess was into still odd coincidence.

Despite these things being unused it's odd that these things resemble some of other important stuff cause why Spamton??

The honorable mentions:

Spamton's Neo suit resembles Delta Rune.

The part of prophecy about hearing heaven's call - while many people think it's about thorn ring it reminded me of Spamton because he got phone calls from heaven. And Spamton is the only character that talks about Heaven a lot.

Spamton also talks a lot about Angel (he calls Noelle Angel) and seems to be aware of the player because he notices that Kris' soul seems like nothing he's seen before.

Spamton's little healers have angel features and SNeo seems to resemble angel who later becomes a fallen angel due to cut strings. As SNeo Spamton is quite powerful opponent with interesting abilities due to his awareness of being in the game (which again is interesting considering some similarities to Titan's attacks).

The part of prophecy about first hero - soul with human parts (this is something you can find in one of cat-mermaid posts as well) - Spamton is a puppet which resembles human just like any doll - Neo suit also resembles human body (sort of) and while Spamton didn't have soul he wanted to get it from Kris but then again oddly enough one of Neo Spamton's attacks is heart on a chain.

Also Spamton seems to be the only character that glitches - my personal take is that it's due to corruption of his data caused by benefactor either changing or deleting some of it or it's due to attempt at deletion of his data caused by Lightners deleting spam emails.

Also Spamton uses manholes to get around places - he seems to be the only character to do so? Does it mean anything? Can he do that because he's a spam email?

Most of this probably means nothing but it's weird how much of important stuff we see in Spamton. Does it mean Spamton might be important? Or maybe the mystery of what happened to him is important? If not than why Spamton?

[serxinns]

Hero's await but a deadly fate...

Yandere villian au x reader (potential series?) This is a rewritten verison

A/n note: this is a rewritten and sort of continuation to the story "Heros vs villains" by @Msmimianime all the credit amd concept go to her so please support! They're making new stories!

Summary: y/n is a pro hero in her early 20s a few years ago she found out about her classmates, teachers, and even some of the students has been in on this as well and working with the LOV!! and now a few years later you are the guardian of Eri by the hero commission and also hide from your past and a bunch of psychopaths!!

Wake up....

You kept running with a crying distressed 6-year-old sobbing in your back wondering what was going on... you trying to ignore the protest from your classmates and running by the confusing teachers seeing you run but quickly chasing after you

Wake up..

your head turned back seeing your former classmate and friend Izuku and his gang who were also your former classmates chasing after you begging you to stop and let them explain their selves your teachers their quicks to retrain you midnight with her smoke, Aizawa desperately aimed his capture weapon towards the two of you and mic telling you to stop but you didn't listen to anything they had to say you just had one goal to run to the police..

WAKE UP

"Nagh!!" You bolted up awake you saw Eri already in her school uniform glaring at you "Uh...I'm sorry.?" "You have been twisting and turning in your bed for the past 30 minutes! We got 20 mins or I'll be late" Eri puffed her cheeks out "Sorry bud I'll get ready in a jiffy" You ruffled her head and went past her to get your clothes and take a quick shower "You had that dream didn't you?" You stopped in your tracks in silence looking back to Eri worried and concerned with a soft smile "Yeah..I'll probably take something of these nightmares don't stop" you said as you walked down the hall to take a shower

After a quick shower, you quickly put on your shoes and your work uniform made breakfast for Eri and you, and went out the door and into the car...

Timeskip cause I want to

When you to work a few people stared at you with pity and confusion and worry you were confused why until you looked at the news "The famous hero known as "a puppeteer" died at the hands of the villain Izuku Midoriya and his group called the "Dekusquad" at the back of the alley in the most brutal way to go too!" You flinched when you heard those names and pictures pop up on the screen

Ochako uraraka

Asui Tsuyu

Tenya iida

Shoto Todoroki

Momo yaoyorozu

Izuku Midoriya

You stared in fear knowing that they were still out there free...ready to get their hands on you ... watching "y/n.."...waiting.her .."y/n!" Taunting you like you were some kid and waiting to nab you and snatch you-"y/n! You finally snapped out of it looking around and it was your co-worker and good friend Mirko "you ok kiddo?" She looked at you concerned "yea yea! I'm fine I'm fine!" Her worried expression quickly turned into a smile "Great! Cause me and you have a new mission we're gonna do and it involves catching dangerous villains tomorrow"

"...what?" "Yep! These villains have been killing heroes from left to right" She dropped the files of each villain their crimes, the place they've been and went to when they killed their victims and victims' bodies evidence, and more each of them having the names you knew very well unfortunately

Katsuki bakugo

Kirishima eljirou

Mina ashido

Denki Kaminari

Sero hanta

Jirou kyouka

"They also have a group..?" "Yes a group just like the "dekusquad" are apparently and it seems like most of your former classmates and teachers, the most powerful 3rd years, and even some of the 1b teachers and his students, and the LOV is also associated with this as well.." You grabbed every file to observe to see if what Mirko said was all true and a sudden chill went up your spine.

Seeing all the names and pictures of your once best friends and mentors being monsters and people becoming their victims all because of your "protection" in their vocabulary, you flipped over each page on each file seeing the names "Mei hastune, Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Ibara Shiozaki, Aizawa Shouta, midnight, thirteen, present mic, and more it was so disturbing.. so sickening that they would do this just for you!?

The paper you were holding was crumbling up in your grip shaking in anger confusion in frustration you didn't know why. Why would they do this to you why are they hurting innocent people just for your thoughts and questions were running through your head "y/n.." Mirko grabbed your shoulder and looked at you sympathetically

"You know why don't you go home for the day it's already close to closing time.." Mirko said, "No really I do I can help nothing bothering me!" "Are you sure? Cause this seems like a very dangerous mission and you're already a tar-" "No I can do it im mentally and physically capable plus I trained with you and Hawks right beside me right?" The bunny hero sighed and looked straight at your face "I'll think about it but please get some rest.. tomorrow PLENTY OF IT" you chuckled and rolled your eyes at her stern tone "fine fine!"

You went out the door in your car humming to yourself unaware that an certain someone was watching you giggling to herself with cat like eyes

[fuji-sen]

Hello I was wondering if you could write some scenarios for some hsr men, if you've ever watched Inuyasha and seen Kagome telling him to sit I was imagining that the reader could do that too, I don't really have any specific characters in mind but if you could please include Boothill because ngl that'd be insanely funny, if you're not comfortable with writing this that's completely alright and I wish you a good morning/afternoon or goodnight ☺️

HONKAI STAR RAIL ; "Sit down!" Headcanon.

credit: from pinterest, Sorry this was criminally and unfashionably late!

synopsis; x reader headcanons and scenarios. Based on the request above. characters: Boothill, ft. Herta, Trailblazer, Asta. (longer than the rest since this was the one mainly requested, whipped Boothill.) Argenti, ft. boothill (slight jealousy from reader. third wheeling Boothill.) Jing Yuan, ft. Yanqing (Yanqing being like you and Jing Yuan's son, mentions of Yunli, post Wardance trailblaze continuance quest.)

🦈 It was just your average day in the Herta Space Station, sure there were explosions from tests and experiments, as well as the constant frolicking of the creations left by one of the genius members that resembled numerous real life characters, but those were all the normal.

🦈 well I lied, today wasn't 100% normal. Not with a very much wanted space cowboy swearing up a storm, was it swearing? considering the numerous censorship bugs programmed into him?

🦈 "I swear to fudge, something is definitely mother-fudging wrong with me!" the said top most wanted guy by the IPC expressed.

🦈 Herta, or one of her puppets looked at him with a frown and almost indifferent expression. She scoffed, offended at the suggestion that her check-up missed something. "The only thing wrong with you is your language module. I did not see any other bugs on you that explained your interesting circumstances."

🦈 "Then you're wrong little missy! how else can we explain this!" he waved his arms which did nothing to helped the trailblazer who had returned to Herta's lab having finished their Divergent Universe farming.

🦈 #83 of the genius society ignored the metal cowboy, "Trailblazer, how dare you bring him here?"

🦈 The trailblazer had simply organized a discreet meeting with the wanted Galaxy Ranger and someone who could help with his so called problem.

🦈 "Hey! I was just the messenger here, I don't even know what's happening." The gray haired trailblazer raised their hands up in defense.

🦈 "I guess i should tell you, but I swear if you tell anybody" Boothill ended up making a heart with his hands, (he was planning to do the neck slitting gesture) ". . . don't fudging point it out."

🦈 "fine, call Asta or whoever for another perspective." Herta sighed, waving her hand dismissively at the duo.

🦈 and so Boothill became to recount what had happened that caused him to ask for this meeting with, in his words 'motherfucking sons of a nice lady geniuses'

And like a well trained dog or a well made clock, he moved as instructed. Body turning quickly and making quick strides as he sat down on the seat in front of you."I swear you muddle-fudger, I'll make you choke on your own shirtballs if you don't walk away right now!" Your partner was practically barring his teeth at the guy who decided to make an unwanted comment towards you. The two of you were in one of the few areas he could stay at without the IPC coming to hound him, at least not as quick. It was a bar really, shady as it was, it was decent compared to the other places you went with the ranger. The poor man was shaking at his knees like a newborn deer. He'd probably pee on the spot by now which made you feel sorry. "Boothill." "Hold on sweetie," the black and white haired male said, stepping closer and closer to the frozen male "let me just deal with this son of a really really nice lady." Any other day you'd have root him considering the man did deserve it, but time was precious with a wanted man like him and you wanted to spend it by eating and chatting rather than watched him terrorized some bigot. "Boothill." "Patience Sweetie." his hand was hovering above his gun, his precious and most trusted ally. Other than you of course. "Let me just. ." "Boothill, sit down." you sighed, fingers tapping on the table, and he did. "Good"

🦈 "See! I bet one of those fudging IPC shirtballs messed with my synthesia beacon again!"

🦈 the ranger was met with silence, the trailblazer looking at him with disgust (jealousy and disgust at being third wheel with just a story), the pink haired chick feeling embarrassed and Herta looking extremely disappointed, like she was looking at someone stupid.

"er..." The trailblaizer coughed, looking away.

Herta had straight up turned around and left the lab.

Asta then helpfully suggested "I think you're just whipped for [name]."

🦈 Boothill then just kinda accepts that you have a strong hold on him, he had been worried it was honestly because of someone tampering with his synthesia beacon again but now knowing it was all because of you, and his feelings for you, he's accepted it, and even flaunt it sometimes.

🦈 of course at the start he'd be pouty if you do it in front of his enemies. "C'mon sweetie, you gotta stop doing that in front of those fudgers! I have a reputation to uphold"

🦈 but he then kinda remembers, he can just kill anyone who gives him crap about it. Plus he loves flexing that he, a very much dangerous and wanted man, is in a very healthy and committed relationship that his enemies could only dream of.

🦈 like saying,, "the only one who can boss me around like that is [name]! not some fudging shirtball!"

🌹 being with Argenti, is sometimes like babysitting a kid. Argenti is a knight of beauty, a devoted follower of Idrila. Perhaps it was the way of the knight, or simply being himself. But he was and is always an admirer of beauty.

🌹 the rose colored haired knight would often become distracted when something beautiful catches his eyes, be it a plant, or a sign, a particular poster or a person, you'd often find him no longer by your side on days you'd decide to walk around or travel together.

🌹 often times you find it amusing, humoring him as you listened to his rambles. sometimes a part of you couldn't help but be saddened or disappointed at how easily he could pull away from you.

🌹 the two of you found yourself in Penacony. Penacony was crafted and built to be a dreamland for most, due to the hardwork of the creators and the dreamweavers, it was no doubt beautiful. Like a bustling city filled with dreams and creativity.

🌹 your partner seemed to agree as his eyes glanced at every other direction but you.

🌹 "he's like a kid on a fudging sugar rush." Boothill who you had bumped into had joined you, watching how your partner seemed to be currently drawn in by some origami birds who were soaking up his compliments.

🌹 "I know" your short response had a salty tone that was beginning to build up, one that the ranger could easily pick up on. "Woah there lady, I'm sensing some aggression."

🌹 you glared at him, not appreciating his teases as he grinned, showing off his sharp teeth.

🌹 his eyes glanced at Argenti once again, "you want that knight's attention right?" you didn't have to answer because he knew, so he gestured for you to sit down at the nearby cafe "why don't you tell him to sit down."

🌹"he's in one of his admiring beauty moods, I don't wanna bother him." you said, taking a menu from the waiter, Boothill remained standing, "Trust me, that knight's going to sit down as soon as you tell him too."

🌹you looked at him skeptically, "nothing hurts with trying." he shrugged. Sighing, you decided he was right as you turned to Argenti, calling him with a wave of an arm.

🌹"Yes beloved?" he asked turning away from the origami birds that fluttered off, perhaps returning to their nests amongst the others.

🌹You gestured to the seat beside you, "why don't you sit down?" "Of course!" You blinked, he had disappeared from sight, and you only turned, hearing the sound of a chair being pulled up.

🌹Argenti had taken the seat you had gestured to with speed rivalling that of the hunt. "Is there anything you want love?" he asked, eyes finally gazing upon you.

🌹your cheeks begin to flush a rosy pink, as you smiled.

bloopers another chair had been pulled back, as feet were put up the table. "Now how about we start ordering, I'm famished." "Oh you don't say?" your smile twitched as Boothill flashed you a grin. Of course he'd third wheel you and your dear partner.

⚡being one of the generals of the Xianzhou Alliance, there were very few who could probably order Jing Yuan around on the Luofu. Those he was familiar with could, or those who were more serious like Master Diviner Fu Xuan made a few comments or suggestions time to time that the Arbiter-General followed.

⚡ Still, for Yanqing, it was hard to imagine someone being able to make the dozing General do something. Well until now that is,

⚡When even the advisors or the Master Diviner failed or gave up in, there you were, easily making the General do something with a surge of energy never seen before, only with a few words.

⚡ Now, the young boy was trying to find his master, his teacher, who seemed to have escaped his office to do something else. Perhaps doze off or sleep, or even play chess with the other natives.

⚡ next thing he knew, he had come across you and Jing Yuan on the way back. "Please finish your work." you'd said and he'd sit down and finish all of the paperwork for that day, he'd rarely slouch or doze off as his usual sleepy and relaxed looking eyes look sharp as if he was staring at a prey.

⚡ that was a few days ago, now Jing Yuan was now training Yanqing, it was probably reaching dark soon but the both showed no signs of stopping. The younger of the duo felt like his knees were ready to give in, but he persisted as he gripped his sword tighter.

⚡ "Boys come sit down! I prepared some snacks!" and then you arrived, with trays of food and drinks you balanced with ease. "Just a min-" "Alright dear." Jing Yuan smiled softly, lowering his weapon and the lightning lord disappearing.

⚡ "Come on Yanqing," he offered his hand to the younger boy, and he took it. Both of their hands were sweaty and covered in callouses but they didn't mind as the duo walked towards you.

⚡ "it's good that I came. It looks like Yanqing's about to collapse." You'd say, bringing out a handkerchief as you began to wipe the dirt away from the younger boy's face.

⚡ "I could handle it!" he pouted.

⚡ Chuckling you kissed his forehead "sure you can, but at least have some snacks, You two missed dinner." "Thank you my dear," The general came and placed kisses all over your face.

⚡ "Of course, anything for my two boys. Now sit down and eat." you chided and Yanqing watched as his mentor took a seat on the plush cushion you had also prepared.

⚡ You'd soon leave, thinking that the food wasn't enough and promising to bring more, their favorites. Yanqing then asked, "Master, why do you listen to her? you know you don't have to."

⚡ "I know." Jing yuan took a sip of the tea you had prepared, perfect as always. "I want to."

⚡ Yanqing was confused, "why?" he curiously asked. "I understand in the domestic setting, but even in work she tells you what to do, and you do it. But your the general of the luofu. ."

⚡ The General wasn't offended or upset by his questions, if anything he seemed amused and delighted he had asked as he began to answer in a soft tone, softer than his usual tone that he'd use every day.

⚡ "It is because I don't have to, that I do. My feelings for [ name ] are sincere and passionate. Even if I have the higher position than her, or even if I was stronger. I listen to her because she is my equal. She is the person whom holds the most power over me."

⚡ Still Yanqing seemed confused. Unable to quickly process his answer. And then you had came, and he decided to not press on. Thinking it was rude to ask in front of you.

⚡ "Perhaps in the future you'll find that someone, and then you'll understand."

⚡ "someone?" you curiously looked at the two of them, but as Jing Yuan shook his head, you decided it was better not to ask. "Ah by the way, I received word from the advisors, it seems like Yunli is going to participate in upcoming war dance."

⚡ "really?" Yanqing looked up, asking while his mouth was full of food.

⚡ 'perhaps he had already found that someone', Jing Yuan shared a knowing look with you.

divider credits: @enchanthings

It was hard to think of other characters that worked well with this idea. Boothill was kinda funny, but I think theres an underlying trauma or like worry of someone tampering with his syntesia beacon again without permission.

Argenti, he's a gentleman but I kinda think with how he's an admirer of beauty I think he'd really be like a kid with an attention span of one that you'd have to call him over a couple of times to get him to focus.

Meanwhile Jing Yuan kinda strayed far from the idea with Inuyasha and Kagome since Jing Yuan is known as the dozing general, it'd be more rare to find him out of the chair or somewhere since he's usually lounging.

So really, Boothill was the most accurate to the request, then it goes farther away from Argenti and Jing Yuan HAHAHAH Still I hope Anonymous is pleased with this.

[kaijusnz]

Time to dip my toes into some h/s/r snz head canons bcz I love the characters (omg this has been sitting in my drafts for months)

Stelle

New body so everything makes her sneeze

Allergic to every damn thing

Every plant, strong smell, or touch

Cannot hold back whatsoever

Can only kind of half stifle

The most out of control desperate buildups ever

Super desperate sneezes

Doesn't cover or even turn away

Sometimes but very rarely sneezes into hands

Just an absolute menace and gremlin all around

Hasn't gotten sick yet but would absolutely fight everyone to not be left out of anything

3/10 pitch, 8/10 volume, 7/10 wetness

March

Always challenges herself to hold back her sneeze for no reason

She's super good at it too

Vocal buildups when she starts slipping

Once she starts tho she has suuuuper long fits

Super cute sneeze

Himeko

Fans her face

Pre sneeze face for a good 10 seconds before sneeze

The like loose fist??? under nose stifle

It's like a half stifle

Always in three's

Tries to snz politely but when she lets them out they can be kinda loud

7/10 pitch, 9/10 volume, 4/10 wetness

Dust allergy

Kafka

Would absolutely play up the need to sneeze if she figured out you were into it

The moany buildups

Probably likes sneezes tbh

Holds back so her buildups are drawn out

Super wet sneeze

Wet stifles

Would sneeze on you or muffle against you 100%

Kinda tired?? sounding sneeze, lazy sounding?? kinda like her voice?

5/10 pitch, 6/10 volume, 10/10 wetness

Seele

Itchy, drawn out buildups

Vocal hitching and then the snz goes away and then she starts again for like 5 minutes before the snz comes out

Allergies

False starts

Like horrendous false starts to the point that Bronya sometimes has to help her get the sneeze out

She's found that she can kind of massage Seele's nose in a specific way to "mold" the sneeze (fanfic maybe? 👀)

Stuttery buildups and sneezes

No hands stifle that sounds really wet

Also one of those stifles where you can hear that it was really in her nose?? like not throat stifle??

When she lets them out they're very loud and rough sounding

6/10 pitch, 9/10 volume, 8/10 wetness

Bronya

Sneezes sound held back around people but when she's alone (or only with Seele) they're quite big and loud

Covers around people but not alone (or with Seele)

My brain tells me she's a snzfucker for Seele

Natasha

Very soft gasp, very soft snz

Like the type that seems held back and breathless whisper like

Always cover or turns away

Photic sneezer

Boing

Xueyi

Gives no indication she's about to sneeze

Will just suddenly whip her head to the side with like a "Pshii!" sounding snz

Used to have hayfever but the puppet body doesn't

Sneezes to clear contaminants from the puppet body

Doesn't feel a tickle or much sensation it's more of a mechanical thing

Hanya

5 rapid stifles sneezes

She'll hold a finger up until she's done then move on

Photic sneezer

When she comes out of the prison and the sun hits her she always sneezes for a few minutes

Has probably made herself sneeze on accident with her paintbrush or messed something up because she sneezed while painting/writing

Guinaifen

Stuck sneezes all day

She'll be right on the verge of sneezing with that pre-sneeze expression and it just won't come out

Wet sneeze

Sound messy

Forgets to cover

Just ducks her head down

Would absolutely do a sneeze challenge video of some sort (I may have a fic idea about this 👀)

Qinque

Gremlin snz

Messy ass sneeze

Build ups off and on for a few minutes before the sneeze comes out

Silver Wolf

Has a sneeze button that she's relentlessly teased with

The stellaron hunters will give her a rough boop to the nose and it sends her into an immediate sneezing fit

Tries to hold back super hard (gremlin noises) but can never hold out

Very wet and gremliny sounding sneezes

Super, super rapid sneezing fits when her sneeze button is pushed

Oddly if someone presses her nose and holds it mid-sneeze it just gets stuck until they let go

Ruan Mei

Sudden fits with no warning

The small, short sneezes that are super rapid

Never covers in time

Probably allergic to multiple plant hybrids she's made

[sophswritingthings]

hear me out… emotionally constipated mizu with an EVEN MORE emotionally constipated reader.

think mizu is bad? pfft— boy, have u met reader? i just wanna read abt mizu awkwardly trying to pull the first move on reader / initiate contact.

pairing: mizu x fem!emotionally distant!reader

warning(s): swearing

a/n: PFTTT I CAN JUST IMAGINE MIZU BEING LIKE “SHIT WHAT DO I DO SHE DOESNT FUCKING ANSWER TO ANY OF MY FLIRTING?? I LITERALLY PUSHED HER AGAINST THE WALL AND IT DIDNT WORK? THAT USUALLY WORKS??? FUCK???”

word count: 518 words / 2,748 characters

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you had been sitting across from her, settled comfortably on your seat as you ate your food. her eyes watched you carefully behind her glasses.

you were beautiful. gorgeous, even. the way the sun hit your brown eyes just right, or reflected an almost blue ray against your black hair.

she loved it, and yet you didn’t seem to really want to talk to her—and when you did, you had a stone cold expression on your face. she could be the same way, yes, but she really liked you. and she really wanted to tell you.. or do something with you—but she was so afraid of fucking up with you, she couldn’t even try.

so, instead, she looked from afar.

she looked from afar and she waited for the day maybe, just maybe, you would come to your senses and actually talk to her.

but for now, she’d wait.

a few days later, mizu and you were sitting next to one another—sat at a puppet show on tanabe island that ringo had dragged you both to. you seemed to light up at the idea, the most emotion she’d seen a while—so she went along with it anyway. maybe she’d be able to make some sort of move.

and that was her thought, right now.

she was sitting next to you, her legs crossed. your knees were pressed against one another’s, the closest she thought either of you had ever gotten to each other. 

your hand was rested on your knee. it looked so soft and small.. it’d fit in her hand so perfectly.

but trying to grab it would probably get her punched. or stabbed. 

yet she thought.. you were kind of worth the risk.

her hand was twitchy, shaking and stumbling her way closer to yours. she placed her hand overtop of  yours, feeling your hand twitch.

you looked up at her, your eyes wide as the moon, she was sure.

“is this…” she mumbled, “alright?”

“its—“ you cleared your throat, blushing as you adverted your gaze. “y-yes, it’s fine.”

she nodded slowly. she let pulled her hand back, only for a moment, flipping your hand over and placing her palm against yours. it was warm, and god it just made her stomach flutter.

her thumb rubbed against the top of your knuckles, glancing at it every so often. she felt your grip tighten against her, as if you were holding on for dear life.

you shifted a little closer to her, resting your forearm against hers. your head slowly came down, resting against her shoulder. you were snuggling up to her.

you were.. snuggling up to her?

she felt like she was dreaming. she damn well may be.

she didn’t care, though. dream or not, she had you close to her. and though she wasn’t one for expressing feelings.. she couldn’t help but do it with you. especially because you weren’t very good at it, either. you didn’t enjoy doing it, it was obvious.

neither did she. but you two could figure it out.

she was willing to try. and it seemed like you were, too.

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a/n: pathetic girl failure when it comes to feelings

[homestuckreplay]

this would be funnier if dave’s beverage of choice was a lemon lime soda

(page 1645-1657)

The empty scaffolding of Dave’s apartment is a sight to behold. On the zoomed in version you can see the wavy edges where the other apartments have been wrenched from the penthouse, which is pretty fucked up to think about. I’m starting to think we won’t see Dave actually enter the Medium, but what happens next with his sprite is WAY more significant – and unique to his entry.

We circle back to Dave and John’s pre-blastoff conversation from a few pages ago, now from the other perspective. It’s a trick Homestuck has used often, but this is the first time the conversation changes, with Dave telling John to wait where before he let him leave. And then Future Dave shows up, who is WAY cooler than Present Dave.

When John asked ‘what kind of gullible stooge do you think i am?’ (p.1648) I said OUT LOUD, ‘maybe the kind of gullible stooge who’ll fuck up a whole timeline for a cool leetspeaking troll girl you just met?’ And what do you know, on the very next page present Dave says ‘[Future Dave] says i dunno gullible enough to trust a leetspeaking troll who wants you dead and strap on a rocket pack cause she said to’ (p.1649). Because like. John has befriended aliens and captchalogued a salamander and created remote controlled ghost weapons and resurrected his long dead grandma and the idea of Future Dave is where he draws the line? Dave is right to say ‘this sort of cornball horseshit is your cup of tea not mine’ because he’s the guy who recently invented a convoluted piss drinking prank and decided it was too much effort to go through with (p.1440-3). This is the guy who will only put in the work on something if it contributes to his very specific self image, and even then, he’ll act like he didn’t work hard on it at all (see: all of Sweet Bro and Hella Jeff).

It looks like John still blasts off, but while he’s in the air, something Dave said resonates – probably the realization that he and Dave have been friends for years, and yes Dave is a dickhead, but he’s still stood by John’s side and never tried to hurt him. Meanwhile, John’s only been on good terms with GC for a couple hours, and she’s previously expressed a wish to hurt him and his friends. It’s pretty common (in regular, non-life and death situations) for people to get excited about a new friendship, go all in on that, and neglect their previous friendships. John is learning not to do that in a much harsher way than most people, but it’s still a good lesson. And I’m so relieved it worked and we don’t need a whole other loop, because three Daves would just be too many.

And then. And then Future Dave jumps into the god damn sprite. Just drops all his cool loot, says nothing, and jumps the fuck in there.

?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

^ it probably feels something like this??

Okay. Thinking this through. We have two Daves, both of whom have the exact same life experiences up to and including Dave telling John ‘it definitely sounds like youre fucking something up over there. but alright later’ (p.1637 / 1646). Davesprite, additionally, has had four months of emotional growth. Four very traumatic months in which he’s lost and grieved his best friends, been haunted by a ghost puppet, and had to learn skills fast and fight his way across a land of burning metal. But also four months in which he’s been free of Bro, able to live independently for the first time, literally master time, and work towards the goal of saving himself and his friends. I’m not saying it’s worth the suffering, but I’d say he’s almost certainly a better person for all this. On top of that, Davesprite now might have birdlike qualities including a desire to nest and lay eggs, and he has access to l kinds of knowledge about Skaia, Sburb and Dave’s quest that just filters into his head now through his merging with the game code. Present Dave doesn’t have any of that, but he does have his future self to advise him, and stop him from making his mistakes. He’s also gone from a life of trying to live up to his bro’s example, to a life of trying to live up to his own cooler future self’s example.

Where do you even begin trying to unpack all that? From either of their perspectives????

Yeah that’ll have to do for now. But there’s definitely some big existential questions about what it means for there to be two Daves who are so the same and yet so different, what their relationship will be like, how they’ll interact with their other friends, and how becoming a sprite affects personality. I also noticed that we've seen future Dave drawn in a cool action hero style, like we've seen for John and Rose, but back in the present he's all sprite art again. It's not a hard switch over, there's examples of both on both sides, but I think this softer, more dynamic art style might be associated with the kids being in their Lands.

One difference is that Davesprite is able to troll gallowsCalibrator, and pick the right point on her timeline to do this. I’m not sure the kids have the power to contact the trolls first; all evidence so far says they can only respond. GC does get pretty handily trolled here, and I don’t buy her ‘OBV1OUSLY 1 KN3W 1T W4SNT GO1NG TO WORK’ (p.1657) for a single second – she’s saying that in hindsight to save face, but she genuinely wanted to try this. She’s also definitely flirting with Davesprite – just like GA, she immediately gets a crush on the first person to out-troll her.

Davesprite asks ‘whos in charge of timeline management’ among the trolls, and GC has previously mentioned a ‘M41D OF T1M3’ (p.1524) who we now learn isn’t interested in trolling the kids. None of the troll usernames mention time directly, but apocalypseArisen and twinArmageddons both predict big, world ending events, suggesting knowledge of the future, while caligulasAquarium has the same god’s eye view, person observing their domain feeling as the ‘Godhead’ in Dave’s name. So I’d guess one of those three for the time domain.

Finally, we get to see Rose again!! There’s another conversation recap, this time of her earlier Pesterlog with Jade, followed by the most Rose phrase of all time – ‘the luxury of Harley's narcolepsy’ (p.1654). It continues to be one of my favorite things about Homestuck that the narrator is pretty hands off with the kids, and really lets their voices come through.

We get a first glimpse of Rose’s dream self in her bedroom on Derse!! Vodka Mutini is there too, and has clearly grown up across the last few months. I’m horrified that Future Dream Vodka Mutini is ceasing to exist. It is the real tragedy here. I'm also big on how she's alchemized her laptop with the power supply, AND how Dave throwing her bed out the window persisted into the dream realm, so she has to sleep in her knitting. (Hey, it's been four months. She could've alchemized a new bed. This is a choice.)

But, we now have 3 of 4 lands revealed, 3 of 4 sprites fully prototyped, 3 of 4 dream selves… really checking off some lists. I like that Rose’s dream outfit isn’t just a colorswapped version of Jade’s, but is also based on her waking outfit with its shorter skirt and headband. The miniflash confirms that Rose’s future dream self is able to merge with her present self, which might give present Rose some additional knowledge that she didn’t have access to before, especially knowledge about Derse. It’s not as extreme as the Dave and Davesprite situation, but this is still going to impact her, especially once her present self finds out what’s happened.

[yanderes-galore]

OMG can I please ask for a concept for The Dazzlings from Equestria Girls!? Thx! <3

Yes you can! I recently watched Rainbow Rocks to write this then wrote this directly after. Love em!

Potential Spoilers For Equestria Girls: Rainbow Rocks

Yandere! The Dazzlings Concept

Pairing: Romantic - Rivalry/Sharing

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Hypnotism, Emotional sadism, Poly/Harem relationship implied, Possessive behavior, Isolation, Toxic relationship, Forced affection mentioned at the end, Forced relationship.

I feel like their character can already fit a yandere theme.

All three of them have the ability to hypnotize through singing.

There's Adagio, the main girl, who's scheming, manipulative, and makes it her primary focus to be adored by others while also expressing sadism.

Adagio also expresses dislike for the other two sirens in the group.

Then there's Aria, the level-headed yet bored girl of the group.

She's just as manipulative as Adagio and even questions her authority.

Lastly there's Sonata, the more air headed and carefree girl of the group.

Sonata is capable of being cruel too, yet she's mostly in her own little world.

These three were sirens in Equestria who were cast away to the human world.

They are capable of singing with their amulets to control the minds of others.

As a result, you can assume they'd be very capable of keeping their darling in check.

The issue is since they already quarrel with one another they'd have a hard time sharing.

Sonata may just be happy in your company but Adagio and Aria no doubt fight.

They both feel entitled to your affection, Adagio is actually a bit desperate to be adored by you.

Compared to Queen Chrysalis who feeds off love, The Dazzlings (Sirens) feed off negativity.

They want your attention but could care less if it's forced or out of hate.

In fact, your hate even fuels them.

That's one of the reasons they'd prefer keeping you unhypnotized.

However, if they really wanted to, one song and you'll slip under their control.

In some twisted way these Sirens probably do care about you.

However it's not entirely like the love you know.

They see you as someone who gives attention they can feed off of.

Having the whole school under their control is one thing, but having you?

Having you excites them more than the attention of the other human scum.

I feel things are even worse if you were also from Equestria.

If you were also once a pony then they'd only want you even more due to the magic within you.

They'd give you affection but it always seems so… mean?

They circle around you like sharks when they see you, a grin on their faces.

They prey upon your feelings enough to control you.

It's incredibly hard to resist them as they always have their ways of manipulating you.

Can't put headphones on, they'll pluck them off your head.

All the while teasing you about how you're theirs.

You have no idea what's going on as they control you like a puppet on a string.

You're a precious doll to them… the best they've seen out of all the rest.

Who are you to deny them attention when that's all they give you?

These three are probably some of the most manipulative yanderes.

The moment they sing there's danger.

In fact, with their abilities no one will be able to bother you.

They'll simply drive them away.

They could do it with a song… or they could just make everyone else hate you.

If they create more hate, they can feed off of it and have you all to themselves.

You may be upset and cry… saying you're all alone.

But sweetheart… you aren't alone!

You have them… they're all you ever need.

They'll sing to make you feel better, they'll give you all the affection you could ever ask for.

Instead of hating them… why not hate those around you?

They're the ones who cast you aside, not The Dazzlings!

They'll be your safety net.

If no one else will love you… they will.

You'll be bombarded with hugs and kisses if it means you'll hate those who abandoned you and not them.

They're all you'll ever want… ever need….

Just listen to the song they made just for you.

Then you'll never want to leave the three.

[thisgirlnamedblusy]

Reader x Donna

Reader found a dog outside the manor. She bought it back home. Donna found it adorable. They raise the dog as their own.

It's a German Shepherd. Reader train it to protect them especially Donna

Fluff

Yess!!! Thank you for your request!!! Sorry if is not as good as you want, but I've a cold rn :(!! Anyway, I hope you like it and sorry about the delay and the language mistakes!!! :)))

Dogs and family

Pairing: Donna Beneviento x Fem! Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Word count: 3,394

Summary: One night, a four legs companion is going to join your little family...

N/A: Sorry about the language mistakes!!! Requests are open!!! I'm waiting yours!!! I love you all!!! :))

“Close, close the door,” you said, with an agitated voice after running back to the old estate.

In that remote part of Romania the weather was horrible, cold, and dark, but it was no stranger to have occasional and terrible storms like the one that day. The wind picked up mercilessly on your way back and when the lady in black obeyed your request and closed the doors, you were able to sigh in relief, holding those paper bags as an undisputed triumph.

“Gods, (Y/N), I told you not to go out,” the lady in black, Donna Beneviento, protested. She was previously one of the village's Lords, currently your girlfriend, your romance, the love of your life.

Your daring and bravery had granted you the reward that long ago you believed was just a fantasy, just the dream of finding true love, the right person to care for, and who would care for you. Although it was true that one of the almost divine Lords of the place was not in your thoughts, from the moment you had her close enough, you understood that perhaps she was the one.

She was a dangerous woman, feared by everyone, loved by no one until you arrived. If Mother Miranda herself could see what happened after those meetings, it probably wouldn't have taken you too long to become a horrible Lycan.

But, apparently, and according to the less shy side of Donna, known for being her inseparable puppet, Angie, it never posed any problem with the rest of the rulers, nor with Mother Miranda herself.

Nobody gave you anything. You had to make every effort to know, to know how to enter that disturbed and sick mind. Love was the answer. Only the love you swore you felt managed to uncover that veil from her face and see for yourself how right your heart was.

“It doesn't matter, you know I can do anything,” you said, holding your breath and enduring the strong attacks of the wind on the door, which threatened to open. Your fake smile was not a secret to her, who, distrustful, came to help you with the shopping.

“You could have been blown away by the wind and...” The lady in black murmured, holding your hand tightly, betraying her own nervousness. You laughed tenderly, brushing off her always exaggerated concerns.

“Donna, it's okay, I'm here and most importantly...” You whispered, amused, in her ear, making her expression change from concern to curiosity. Well, they were quite similar. “…I have those tomatoes you wanted...”

“A few tomatoes are not enough to risk your life, tesoro,” the doll maker commented, looking at you as if she believed it was the last time she would see you.

Soon your smile spread to her face and, with Angie too busy with the shopping bags, you had the perfect occasion for one of those moments of perfect love, for one of those slow, long, wet kisses, which reaffirmed neither of you made the wrong decision.

For once, it wasn't that sinister porcelain puppet that interrupted a safe path to the bedroom, or any other place where you could give free rein to your passion. What sounded was much more terrible than a thunder, much more terrifying than the wind blowing through the mountains. It seemed as if one of the few trees on the old estate had collapsed, taking with it the glass from one of the windows.

“Mother Miranda!” You shouted, approaching startled, being stopped abruptly by the hand of the woman in black.

“Don't come close, per favore, it could be dangerous,” she told you, pulling you strongly, so hard that it even hurt you.

Fortunately, you were used to those reactions. Her mental problems didn't come out often, but when they do, they seemed uncontrollable. Instead of rolling your eyes and grumbling, you relaxed your expression, turning around and placing your hands on her shoulders to help her breathe calmly and relaxed.

“Donna, my love, we have a damn tree going through the window, something is has to be done,” you said amused, struggling with the fingers that pressed tightly against your skin.

“The gardener will take care of it,” she murmured, making Angie stop rummaging through the bags and run towards you.

“What gardener, silly Donna?” The puppet asked, with her hands placed comically on either side of her hips. “The one you made fall into the void?”

That sentence made something inside the lady in black explode, running away from the room, presumably to regret her past actions crying in some corner.

“Angie...” You sighed, knowing that in those moments, Donna would want to be alone, and they wouldn't last long.

“What?” the doll asked, as if you had said something strange.

“Aren't you supposed to be her only company?” You asked in a scolding tone, to which she turned her back on you in a comical manner, showing that obvious jealousy she had towards you.

“So?” She responded mockingly. “I think I’m not anymore, what are you doing here, you Donna stealer?”

“Oh, come on,” you sighed, tired of that irritating doll's attitude. “Anyway, I'll take a look...”

You couldn't do anything to remove that annoying tree from the window. Much to your regret, you would have to call some other Lord to help you, but it couldn't be that same day, it was too late. At that moment your real priority, as always, was Donna, just Donna.

Once the Lord was able to calm down, thanks to the hot bath you prepared for her, it was time for dinner.

“It's delicious, my love,” you said with a tender voice, enjoying the delicious food that the lady in black prepared for you every day. She raised her head and smiled gratefully with a blush on her cheeks.

“Thank you (Y/N), I have to admit that if you hadn't brought these tomatoes...” She whispered, looking askance at the tree that crossed the window.

You leaned back, resting your hands behind your head and raising your eyebrows, satisfied.

“See? I saved your dinner,” you joked, looking at the fork disinterestedly.

“Life, you have saved my life, (Y/N),” Donna commented in a sad voice, thanking you for existing, for having appeared in her life to change it completely. You smiled even wider, shaking your head.

It could be another of the hundreds of tender and romantic moments but the unpleasant noise of that tree hitting the walls served as a merciless cut to your emotional connection, making both of you turn your heads.

“Okay, what are we going to do with that?” You asked, pointing to the broken window with a cutlery. Donna shrugged for a few seconds, pouring you another glass of wine.

“I don't know...” Donna sighed, shaking his head.

“Hey, the gardener's cabin...” You mumbled, not wanting to bring up that unmentionable topic directly, something not very wise since the cutlery was colliding due to the trembling of her hands.

“What's wrong with that cabin?” She asked abruptly, frowning and changing the love that her face conveyed for a totally irrational hate.

“Nothing, just maybe there is some tool there so we can cut down that tree,” you commented after an awkward silence. Donna sighed and shook her head.

“I doubt there is anything useful in that place, (Y/N),” the lady in black whispered, as if the simple comment had offended her. You rolled your eyes. Okay, no gardeners. “I'll call my brother to help us.”

“Oh, yeah, great, the metal psychopath...” You whispered, getting up from the table. “It's okay, Donna. Anyway, I'm going to go out and take a look outside, in case anything else has happened.”

The lady in black, realizing she had become nervous again for no reason, sighed, nodding and standing with you, gently holding you by the waist.

“Hey, tesoro... Forgive me, okay?” She whispered in your ear, making a shiver run through your body and your mouth forming a smile before you turned around and kissed her tenderly.

“Donna, I have nothing to forgive you for,” you said back, whispering into her lips and giving her one last tender and understanding kiss. “Everything is fine, okay? I didn't mean to remember your past.”

“I know... I'm sorry, I'm really...” She stammered, being interrupted by one of your quick kisses, by your relaxing caresses, the only way for her to stop apologizing for her problems, ones that weren't her fault.

“Hey, okay my love,” you whispered, resting your forehead on hers. “You should calm down, okay? I'm going to take a quick look and get back to you right away.”

“Wait, I… I'm going with you,” Donna said, following you towards the exit. You rolled your eyes but nodded. Well, after all, that was her house.

With two flashlights in hand, you both left the house. The storm had stopped, but the cold cut like blades into your skin.

“Okay... that's the problem,” you said, shining light on that tree that had no other place to land than the window.

“Your detective skills are admirable, (Y/N),” Donna joked, making you turn around with a frown.

“Oh, now it's the funny Donna time?” You asked ironically breathing calmly because the doll maker's nerves had completely dissipated.

Your soft laughter eclipsed for a moment the sinister sound of the night, but something, a different noise that didn’t fit with that curious soundtrack, made your smile fade.

“Wait, did you hear that?” You said, shining the flashlight around. Donna shook her head, pointing her flashlight at the same spot.

They were moans, pitiful moans that made the atmosphere much more sinister. It wasn't a Lycan, it wasn't some creature that was part of "Miranda's army." It sounded mundane.

“Maybe it’s a bird?” the lady in black asked, always following you closely while you diligently searched for the source of the sound. You shook your head, illuminating what looked like a broken tree ahead of the fences that delimited the mansion.

“I don't think so, no bird would make a noise like that,” you murmured, searching through the branches and finally finding the injured animal. “Oh, Gods… Donna!”

“What happen?” The lady in black said immediately, looking towards the same place. “(Y/N)…”

Under a branch, wailing in pain, there was an injured dog, probably due to the fall of that branch. It was a big dog, a German shepherd, with its paw down on that heavy branch. It seemed badly hurt, but not enough to give him up.

“We have to do something, let's help it,” you commented, walking among the fallen tree, looking for the best way to get the animal out of its improvised cage. “Stay with it, Donna, I'll see if I can get this branch out.”

The woman in black nodded, crouching down to observe the animal while you searched the branches for the cause of its pain.

When you moved one of the branches, the dog barked loudly, scaring Donna and causing her to back away in fear.

“Donna! I have already found the problem, keep it calm while I lift the branch,” you said, watching the woman at all times, who was trembling with fear.

"No, I can't, (Y/N), I, I'm afraid that it might do something to me..." Donna murmured, moving further and further away. You sighed and ran a hand over your forehead, just as an idea crossed your head.

 “Try to use your powers to see if you can relax it,” you said, giving up on your attempt to lift the branch, since the animal was suffering a lot.

Donna obeyed, extending her hands towards the animal, which immediately stopped complaining.

“Great, great...” You sighed. “Try to get it out now. Come on, one two… And three.”

With a superhuman effort, the animal managed to get out, almost unconscious due to the skill of the Lord.

The two of you brought the injured dog into the house, ready to treat it.

“What is that thing?” Angie asked, seeing you arrive with the dog in your arms.

You rolled your eyes again, not paying attention to the doll, who of course, didn’t seem happy with this new guest.

“Leave it on the table. I'll go get the first aid kit,” Donna said, once in the basement, in the small laboratory where the lady in black used to work on better ways to serve Mother  Miranda.

You nodded as you petted the animal, which was breathing easier thanks to Donna's skill.

“Hey, come on, you're a good boy, right? And very brave...” You whispered very close to it, reassuring it when the woman in black approached with an injection. “What's that?”

“A tranquilizer,” she commented, approaching cautiously.

“Hey, be careful, it's a dog, not an intruder,” you joked, stroking the animal's fur, trying to joke, as almost always, without success.

“You were an intruder,” Donna said, resentful of those words. “And I didn't do anything to you.”

“Oh, I think you did,” you said, when the needle stuck in the dog, who complained weakly. Donna looked at you with a bit of hate. “You drove me crazy.”

Disinfecting the wound, bandaging it, checking that the dog had no other problems, was a hard work, requiring a lot of time and concentration. With the animal asleep and relaxed, it was time to ask the big question, the one that could have multiple answers, but only one was valid for you.

“What are we going to do?” You asked sighing, checking the condition of the dog while Donna washed her hands. Obviously Donna wasn't stupid, she could already guess what you meant by that.

“What are you talking about?” She asked, leaning next to you on the table and looking at the animal. “You are not thinking…”

“No, I…” You responded abruptly. “I mean, it doesn't have a collar and… Well…”

“(Y/N) I... No, I'm not ready to...” Donna murmured, avoiding your pleading look, the look that said you had found a new family member by chance.

“I didn't say that we have to...” You said, avoiding getting nervous about the silent proposal that Donna caught on the fly. “Well, I haven't said it but I don't think it's a bad idea.”

“No, (Y/N), having an animal is a big responsibility and we don't...” The woman in black explained, bringing her insecurities to light.

“Aren't we responsible?” You asked, starting to feel more and more like taking care of that animal. “Come on Donna, just think about it.”

“I have nothing to think about, the dog will stay until it is cured but then...” Donna said with a more serious, severe tone, very similar to the one she used when you were just a poor lost villager, accidentally entering her grounds.

“What then? Are you going to abandon it?” You asked, with an annoying, offensive tone, wanting to appeal to her feelings, to her pleas for you not to leave, to the continuous allusion she made to her terrible loneliness.

“No, I didn't say that, I...” She defended herself, predicting an imminent argument, something that you tried to avoid whenever possible. “Io…Non…”

“Donna, listen to me,” you said, hastily stopping those nervous words, that lack of control of language that warned Donna's problems were once again an obstacle to your relationship. “Don't be nervous, my love... I'm just saying that maybe it's not so bad to have a dog, don't you think?”

“I had a dog when I was a little girl,” the lady in black explained, coordinating her breathing with yours to relax and not break out into a terrible nervous breakdown.

“Okay,” you said in a tone more like a whisper, letting your love express the reason for her refusal.

“My... My father... He cut its...” She stammered, thus making her nervousness worse.

“Okay, enough, Donna, that's the past. I'm very sorry about your dog but...” You said, putting your hands on her shoulders. “None of that is going to happen now, none of that, do you hear me?”

“How can you be so sure? You know that I have problems. You know that I have attacks and I don't know if I could... If I could...”

“Shhh, it's okay, my love...” You said, shutting her up with a kiss, leaving aside the horrible ghosts of her past. “I have told you a thousand times and I will tell you a thousand more if necessary: ​​you are not your family, you are not your past, Donna. You are my love, my beautiful Donna. You're good, I know you are.”

“You say that because you want to make me feel better,” Donna protested, while you wiped away a tear that was sliding down her cheek. You, instead of sinking, smiled.

“I'm here, right? You didn't hurt me. I know you don't want to hurt anyone, no matter what Miranda says. You're not like them, not to me, not to this poor little dog, and you know it, right?”

Donna didn't respond, just nodded slowly as she squeezed your hands tightly, looking over your shoulder at the unconscious animal.

“Look, let's do something,” you said with a firmer tone. “Let's let the dog heal and then... Well, we'll see what we do, okay?”

“It's… It's okay…”

Days passed and the animal improved a lot. It was not aggressive, it didn’t growl, it didn’t bark, rather it was grateful, making every effort it could to walk normally. You took care of it, just like you promised Donna. You fed him, gave him water, took him for short walks... Basically, it was like it was just your dog.

But one day, when it didn't seem to want to play ball with you, something changed.

“Donna,” you said, drawing the attention of the woman in black, who was reading calmly in her armchair. She looked at you and then at the dog, who was waiting patiently sitting with a small ball at its side, staring at the lady in black. “I think it wants to play with you.”

“With me?” She asked, reluctant to spend time with the animal. You laughed, bending down to pick up the ball and hand it to Donna roughly.

“What do you think? Come on, throw the ball to Rocky,” you said amused, with a bark of approval from the animal.

“Rocky? Since when does it has a name?” She asked, taking the ball with a grimace of disgust probably due to the animal's drool.

“I put it on, since I'm the only one who takes care of it,” you said proudly. Donna snorted in annoyance, but she made to throw the ball, after which the animal became excited, standing up and wagging its tail anxiously.

With the force of a summer breeze, Donna threw the ball, which ended up very close, but that was not enough reason for Rocky to not running for it, returning it effusively, jumping on the sofa and covering Donna with licks while Donna fought unsuccessfully.

“(Y/N), help me,” the lady in black protested, fighting against the animal's affection. You laughed and shook your head.

“Why? He's giving you some love,” you scoffed, watching in surprise as Rocky seemed to have an unexpected favorite human. “Come on, Rocky, down.”

The animal came down the moment it heard your voice, leaving poor Donna alone, who couldn't help but smile while she wiped away the excess of “love” the dog had left on her face.

“Thank you, (Y/N),” she said, catching her breath and looking at the animal, which began to play with the ball on its own.

“It seems like he's fond of you,” you murmured, sitting next to her so you could tease her closer. “I don't know why, honestly.”

“Me neither,” she said, amused, letting you kiss her quickly, thus showing your silent triumph. “Hey, maybe we could…”

“Yeah?” You said hastily, hoping to hear what you had already sensed for a long time.

“Maybe it's not such a bad idea to have a dog, right?” She asked in a low voice, her pride taking over every word. You raised your eyebrows, feigning indifference. “Maybe, maybe it could even... Well, protect us.”

“Protect us?” You asked, now, surprised by that curious answer.

“Well I... I was thinking about what you told me the other day and... You're right, (Y/N), I don't want to hurt anyone else,” Donna explained, with that voice that encouraged you to lean down a little and take her trembling hand.

“I know, my love, I know you don't want to hurt anyone else,” you said, holding her chin so she could look into your eyes.

“That's why I think that if... Well, if we could teach Rocky to protect the estate, maybe there's no need for me...” Donna continued, frowning thoughtfully as she followed the dog with her gaze.

“Look, that's a great idea, Donna,” you said, nodding. “Besides, I've already taught him to sit. Rocky, come here!”

“Let me go, you kind of dinosaur!” A shrill scream that made you grimace unpleasantly filled the peaceful room.

You had to try hard not to laugh out loud. The dog, with a relaxed, proud walk, carried the Angie doll in his jaws. The puppet protested, trying to hit the animal, but she had nothing to do. At that moment you really doubted whether to help the doll or let her suffer a bit more.

“Angie!” Donna shouted, standing up abruptly, but stopped by a hand on her chest.

“Help! Help!” The doll squealed, kicking as best she could while you walked towards Rocky, covering your mouth with your hand so as not to reveal the fun that this situation gave you.

“Come on, Rocky, let her go,” you said with a tone a little less severe than you should have, on purpose, of course.

The dog didn’t obey, holding the puppet in his mouth, as if he could read your thoughts.

“Rocky, let her go,” Donna said, with a firm, direct voice, which miraculously made the dog obey instantly, making you frown.

“I can't believe it,” you said, shaking your head. “Rocky, sit down.”

The dog barked, but didn’t obey, approaching Donna, looking at her respectfully, wanting her words to be the ones that ordered him to do something.

“Sit down,” Donna said, hugging a scared Angie.

As expected, the animal obeyed, making you growl in rage.

And so, knowing that for some reason, the lady in black became Rocký's only favorite, time passed. Donna quickly adapted to this strange devotion to her. A devotion that made you somewhat envious at first since, given the reluctance of the woman in black to add a member to your family, she now didn’t seem to want to separate herself from him.

During meals, Rocky was there, on walks in the forest, the dog had fun hunting and playing ball with Donna tirelessly. At bedtime, instead of the small porcelain barrier that separated your bodies so you wouldn't hug each other, there was now a furry ball that prevented you from getting close to the brunette.

His protective role was significant. Any person or animal that dared to approach the estate provoked the animal's aggressive growls. No one in their right mind would ever dare bother you.

There was already love in that house, so much love that it was unbearable, but with Rocky's new addiction to your little family, love counted for three. An inseparable companion for that strange family, a reminder that told Donna she was not her past, she was capable of loving and being loved, not only by you, but by nature itself.

[goldity]

Here's a prsk x isat au I've come up with.

It takes place in Ka Bue, Sekais are created by the Expressions of music when there is a strong sense of emotions or goals. In each Sekai, avatars of the Expressions manifest to guide the creators.

The creators of the Empty Sekai first met through pen pal a few years ago. K is a music composer, Yuki is the lyricist, Enanan is the artist and Amia is the one who puts it all together to make the album.

After a few years of working together, the Expressions of music blessed them. The paper they were using teleported them into the Empty Sekai, a barren landscape with an avatar of music, Hatsune Miku. It's there where they discover each other's identities and how they all want to disappear.

They continue supporting each other and writing music, even gaining more avatars in the Empty Sekai. Until someone entered the Sekai who wasn't supposed to.

Now they have to journery to nearby Sekais in order to gain enough power to defeat The Puppeteer.

Mizuki - The Tailor

Is Scissors Craft, uses her piercing tailoring scissors to strike multiple enemies at once.

Ka Bue arrests those who has undergone Body Craft. Mizuki has faced isolation and cruel remarks growing up. Mizuki followed in her sister's footsteps in making clothes. When she started writing letters to the others, they were very alone with only Rui as their friend. Making music together, and sharing a Sekai are her fondest memories. She opened up about using she/they pronouns when Mafuyu was questioning his identity, but hasn't said anything about being trans. Brings the joy into the group.

Ena - The Artist

Is Rock Craft, has a large damage with her paint palette and can take big hits.

Ena is the daughter of a famous artist, she wants to be a professional artist like him but he criticises her harshly and crushes her self-confidence. She makes art for the album cover of their music, wants praise immensely. Likes the attention from saving the country. She and Mizuki make the group lively with their banter.

Kanade - The Composer

Is Paper Craft, usually only buffs others she is too weak to actually fight in battles.

Kanade's parents are originally from the forgotten country, they moved to Ka Bue when she was really young. When her mother died they turned her into a gem, Kanade put this gem onto her father's old hat. She was more talented at music than her father, which pushed him to overwork himself. This combined with the fact that he slowly forgot decades of his life made him fall into a coma. Kanade carries this guilt and is determined to save people with music. The leader of the group

Mafuyu - The Lyricist

Dual Paper and Rock type, naturally skilled at spells and knows how to land a good hit.

Mafuyu has always been in control under his mother, following her dreams and burying his own. Mafuyu doesn't have a sense of identity and fails to feel most emotions. The Empty Sekai is based of his emotions, he lashed when they first met and began striking out on his OWN. The others got through to him. He is questioning his identity and starts trying out he/him further on in their quest. It is Mafuyu's duty to defeat the Puppeteer, he knows how she got in the Sekai. But looking at her face gives him an sinking feeling of hopelessness...

(First time posting about an au, I will probably change things here and there, I'm still thinking through everything. [definitely changing Mafuyu's weapon, a bow and arrow maybe?]

[ga-lily-o]

Cooking with a Special Puppet Headcanons

P x (gn) Reader

Warnings/Tags: General game spoilers ofc, Sophia exhibiting the symptoms of an ED but there is a genuine canon Lore Reason I do not want to spoil sorry, P is a silly lil guy (affectionate), Gemini is a silly little guy (derogatory)

A/N: I miss taking culinary classes, so I coped by making this!! This was also an excuse to test out my new silly borders hehe

The first time you bring P into the kitchen, he accidentally makes a huge mess and feels so bad he starts avoiding the kitchen. If he needed you while you were in there, he’ll wait by the door until you come out even if it takes hours

It takes a lot of encouragement and patience to finally get him back in the kitchen, and even then he’s so careful of everything around him. It doesn’t always go well, and most of the time there’s still some accident that leaves a giant mess to clean up

It’s like watching a dragon in a china shop— every so often he catches on something and oh! Down comes all the pots and pans.

Gemini finds it hilarious but while he loves messing with P, he is also the one to tell him not to push it if he’s so stressed out and to take it little by little

P so sweet, he’s so caring and careful and yeah ok he can be mischievous but not in the sense that he’d purposefully make trouble for the people he cares for

In fact he tries to help you out by bringing around food for all the residents in the Hotel so you don’t have to do everything

Polendina takes Antonia’s meals to her and Pulcinella forces Venigni to actually eat when he forgets to

It’s very funny to watch, because as stubborn and eccentric as Venigni can be he cannot say no to his no. 1 bestie

Eugenié is silly and has to be reminded to eat (she gets too absorbed into her work), and Sophia usually refuses food. It’s worrying, but she says it’s alright and vaguely explains that she doesn’t need food 🤨🤨🤨🤨🤨

As the days go by and as he becomes more human and is able to control his strength better, he finally musters up the courage to ask you to teach him how to cook (which Gemini insists on being present for)

The first few times he is so shaky and afraid of everything in case it breaks, but after a few days he’ll start getting comfortable with the utensils and tools

Once he’s comfortable enough, he starts acting out small mischiefs and well

It’s hard to scold him when he’s finally overcome his fear of making a mess

“And then you carefully— No—“ The egg splats against the counter in seconds, spraying up to his freckled face. He pulls his hand up slowly, and with the most amused deadpan you’ve seen on him, turns his yolk-soaked palm to you. You don’t even fight the frown that settles on your face as Gemini coughs to hide a laugh.

“Nice one! I think—“ cough “— you’re getting better,” He says. You glare at him where P’s put him on the counter, and he laughs harder. You would strangle him, but that would probably just encourage the prick.

P looks innocently at you; his expression unchanging but a tilt in his shoulder gives away the fact that he knows what he’s doing. You’re sure that if he could laugh, he would be giggling in all his freckled cuteness. It softens your frown into fond exasperation as you reach a hand to wipe the egg off his face. He takes his clean legion hand and gently places it atop yours, pushing his cheek flush against your palm.

“Gemini is such a bad influence on you,” You say with a no heat in your voice. P looks up at you though his lashes, and you can almost see the mischief printed on his face.

“How am I a bad influence?” Gemini says indignantly, having the gall to sound offended.

You dip your hand into the bag of flour nearby, scoop out a handful, and throw it at him. He sputters and yelps, starting to complain. You’re too distracted by Gemini to notice the curious way P’s looking over at you and the bag of flour. He quietly slips his legion hand behind you when you move forward as your argument with Gemini progresses.

“That was actually so rude,“ Gemini says.

“Oh like you aren’t the one enabling him all the time.“

“When have I ever?”

“I don’t know— the art shop, for one?”

“That was such a long time ago!”

“Two days—!”

Flour hits your cheek, dusting your face in white. Gemini gets a second to laugh at you, before flour also hits him and his lamp topples over right into spilled egg. A bit away from you both, P is standing with his hands behind his back and the bag of flour peeking out from behind him. His face is twitching like it’s trying to smile, and you feel your heart melt at the sight. By the end of the day, you’re just glad the kitchen’s still standing.

[weirdboi]

"Redemption" |Tbg book AU|

The summary: After killing off Splaarghön, Milton and Lou want to try to redeem underlords, while most of the members highly doubt their plan.

This AU probably contains triggers so you've been warned ‼️‼️‼️

Chapter 1- Spilling the tea

-It was over. Finally over. That disgusting worm was gone. It was a huge victory and something that must have been celebrated. However, it may not be a victory for everyone. It has been around 5 months since that all happened, and everything was perfectly fine. But Milton has been lately getting rather curious. Curious about what remained from the multiverse. Now that Splaarghön was gone, how would things be there? It couldn't have been in the best shape, for sure.

-And Milton was right. Sure, the multivere was always twisted and crazy in its own way. But this time? Completely ruined. Sure, multiverse was supposed to be creepy and twisted in its own way, but after the whole thing, it just seemed broken. In Shaard's universe, there was only dark. Sometimes, in the middle of the night, there would be loud REEEEEEEEEHHGGG, that gave Shaard huge and painful headaches. Onsaay's universe was all in ruined buildings and flying cars(the ones from the book 14). Only her castle wasn't entirely ruined. She would spend most of the time alone or with Esmeralda there. Drill's universe looked like a ruined dentist office from a horror movie. Most of the time, he would be laying on the half-broken dentist chair or crying in the floss room(from book 15). And as for Esmeralda, her beautiful forest was completely ruined, all the trees cut down, and only her shed remaining. While going through the mentioned universes, Milton did notice their struggles, and couldn't help but feel sad. Sure, the underlords were basically Splaarghön's puppets, but they did it cause of their miserable lives. So one day, Milton came up with the idea

-The other day, Milton was about to explain his plan to Rhonda and the others but held back. With the amount they all spent together, Milton knew Rhonda and the others hated underlords' guts. When they would pass by any of their universes, someone would make a comment, such as "They deserve it," or something similar. Telling that to the b team wouldn't be aby better either, cause in the final battle the underlords did manage to knock them out. So who would be understanding enough...? Then, he found his answer. There was one special member that would understand almost anything, and everyone knew so.

-Around the noon, Milton went over to Lou's(shark's) place. He was about to knock when Pepe(piranha) got out.

"Thanks, chico. You're a life saver" -and Llu just nodded, his bags under the eyes noticeable. Pepe left, and Lou let Milton inside. "You told me you wanted to talk with me about something private?"

"Yes. I thought if this idea, you coukd say, and I really hope you'll hear me out on it."

"Well, go on."-Lou put the cup of tea on the table and sat down. "Why, thank you." Milton took a sip and started:

"Lately, I couldn't help but feel a bit bothered by the underlords and their situation."

"Why?"

"Well, sometimes, during mission, we go through their universes, and their conditions are rather poor." -That surprised Lou quite a bit. It was weird cause underlords tried to kill them all at some point. "I was thinking of...redeeming them, maybe?" Well, that was even a bigger surprise. Redeem a chainsaw monster, big bug, scorpion lady, and a crazy jackal? "Did Zee give you something or-"

"I'm serious, Lou! If you only saw their situation, I know you would feel bad, too! Yes, I know they tried to kill us, but it was Splaarghön's manipulation."-the shark sighed, trying to think this through. But Milton's hopeful expression made it hard to say no.

"I dunno, Milt...I'd have to see it with my own eyes to believe."

"Then, how about this! Tomorrow, I'll give you a tour through the multiverse! If you think it's that bad, you're helping me redeem them. If not, we forget about the plan."

Lou thought about it a little longer, abd then agreed. He was sure it wouldn't be that bad, right?

(Srry for aby mistakes lol))

[zephyrrhiesfyrian]

Do the sneasler bros do that thing that cats do when intorduced to lemons or oranges? They smell it, face of disgust. They lick it, face of disgust. They bite and try to eat it all while having a face of disgust.

It's a somewhat weirdly common cat feature. They absolutely hate the smell and taste of citrus but will attack anyone who dares try to remove the offending piece of fruit.

To be honest Ingo is a raggedly old sock puppet muppet. He'd probably give the most elderly dog version of puppy eyes, like the elderly 14 year dog eyes with their powdered muzzles and sugar dusted faces. Just let the old man have his lemon please! He's giving such a pitiful expression!

Meanwhile Emmet will use his claws and teeth.

Heavy/sad stuff ahead.

I honestly don't know what it'll take for your version of Ingo to go feral besides Akari getting hurt. No doubt he has ptsd. What will cause him to snap? To make even Emmet feel afraid of him?

It's interesting to see the usually calm, chill character just go absolutely batshit insane when they reach the end of their rope.

On the other end, does Ingo have some fear of Emmet with how crazy/feral he is? Like, they've been separated for a while and with Ingo's amnesia does he remember Emmet being this feral? Did Emmet become more feral after Ingo's disappearance?

Ingo's expression does not change. He just stares at you with his autistic eyes until you give him his citrus back.

Emmet won't let you get close enough to take it. He bites.

Elesa is just watching them like they're insane while Akari cackles hysterically.

I think, for one, Emmet would only be visibly afraid if this happened while he was still human. He's working off of just Akari's word and the tattered hat and coat that this sneasler is Ingo, not to mention Ingo has amnesia and might not even remember Emmet, so Emmet is very aware of how easily Ingo could kill him. He is walking on eggshells (and also silently studying the sneaslers so he can find their typing and how best to defeat them if he needs to).

Given that Akari is probably the only reason Ingo would go full feral mode though, there's not too much of a risk of Emmet actually getting hurt; if Akari doesn't or can't hold onto Ingo while she's distressed, she's going for Emmet next because he looks like Ingo. Even if Ingo doesn't remember Emmet that well, he recognizes that he's clearly beneficial to Akari's wellbeing.

Other than Akari getting hurt, I think the only thing that would make Ingo snap would be Lady Sneasler, her kits, or Emmet and Elesa being in trouble.

Ingo probably still tends to fight and protect by commanding his pokemon instead of using his own claws, but if he's in an emergency he will instinctively go full feral sneasler-mode on whatever is threatening his charge.

Emmet is naturally feral and while becoming an adult and having to function in society made him learn how to tone it down, when Ingo disappeared, Emmet essentially lost his impulse control. Emmet was lowkey a bit of a dick to trainers challenging his line before, but post-Ingo disappearing, Emmet is just mean. He's friendly most of the time, but the second he gets triggered all bets are off. He's still playing fair on a legal level (everything he does is still passable for competitive pokemon battling) but his empathy is just deleted. He will crush a trainer's hopes and dreams and smile while they cry.

Elesa forces him to take a break from the Battle Subway because at this rate he's going to run the reputation into the ground long before Ingo gets back. (this "break" is probably when they get yeeted back to Hisui)

All that to say that when Emmet gets to Hisui, he is stretched thin. He is already seconds away from snapping and breaking somebody's neck with his bare hands. Ironically, becoming a sneasler that is objectively far more dangerous than a human actually makes Emmet less violent.

His first few hunts are absolute carnage though. Ingo is horrified and Akari is just "whoa >:D"

[eyedrateanatomy]

ok wait yeah i need to talk about the short. let me compile all my thoughts and theories hold on

-the candy club is absolutely a lure for kids. cult needs kids, kids like candy. theres a few things in the town that lure kids in. vans and stores that give out candy, clowns, etc. based on the fact that the candy dealer is associated with the cartel (who trade actual sugar i guess) kevin was probably just hired to be an easy pawn and a scapegoat. thats what pelo meant when he drew kevin being puppeteered by cd (gonna ignore the fact that cd has a poster that says his candy is better than the candy clubs. thats for later) but i dont think hed hire just Anyone since cd also works for the cult, and this leads to my next observation

-kevins mom is seen with a diamond on her shirt, and her hair sticking out to the sides in points just like skiddads hairstyle. kevin clearly doesnt know about any cult, at least not yet. do his parents know? are they forced into it? do they understand who theyre associated with? plus we all know a photo with a heart drawn under it is a bad sign for the fates of the people in the pic. coughs Hope and her mother coughs

-roy is doomed. he is dooooomed he is so fucking doomed. it hurts to say it but his friends have a right to give up on him and leave him. roy has been nonstop bullying and teasing skid and pump because of his own insecurities and theres been no change from him whatsoever. i sympathize with him, i know what its like to be too stubborn to change because its such a vulnerable, powerless feeling, but if my prediction is right, roys just gonna drive them away and become vulnerable to the tree entity instead. theyll all be. if hes lucky, he and his friends will live to meet again so he can make it up to them and skid & pump after a lot of self reflection and a good amount of humbling from the adults around him. or trees around him

-lila is So broken and i feel so bad for her. no nice clothes, unbrushed hair, worlds most miserable expression. you just know skid had to force her out of bed to make breakfast for them. i have a lot of thoughts about lilas grief, its really telling that years later shes struggling so hard to raise skid, whos Exactly like his father. skid himself probably struggled to cope, i think hes the one who scribbled out skiddads face in the photos. lila trims skids hair a lot, he knows she doesnt like any reminders of him but he believes the mask is enough and doesnt think of any reason why she trims it other than she just says its getting too long for the mask. also jaune is doing kind of a shit job caring for lila? dont take her out to drink wtf. i swear shes part of the cult

-skid and pumps hair is revealed which means i get to post this observation i made. notice how susie not only has the pointed sides, but her widows peak resembles the lower half of a diamond

-skiddad is back ugh. also that last image with kevin is horrifying. it reminds me of this. i still wonder what the dots mean. maybe theyre locations? or people? theres 22 dots if that helps

-what does this mean. why is it right above pump. why does the skull have a diamond on it. whos that other guy

-only a bad bitch like carmen is able to make rick That visibly mad. making him carrying that heavy bag to the car. deserved

-his stupid ass

-here he is again actually paralleling gregor

speaking of gregor, the cult member that stabs kevin Has to be him. its gotta be. also if ignacio wasnt in one of the robes i will give this short a 0/10 <- lying