#you know. The QPR manager

[jessethegoat]

hey look! A fresh faced 22 yo Jesse!

he plays guitar?!?! He needs to start a manager band! He as rhythm guitar, Klopp as lead guitarist- who gonna fill in the bass (Fabian?), drum (Pep G?) and vocal (Gareth Ainsworth?)? I imagine the band will play boomer heavy rock and metal. Even trash metal if their club lose.

look at his face! So innocent and pure. He doesn't know (yet) that he'll grow up as a menace/mischief-maker/rascal/criminal in his own country and Yorkshire.

[whos-the-seme]

cumplane past relationships

okay but why is cumplane knowing each other in their past lives so cute, like genuinely? maybe its the usual case of "cucumber finds out that airplane is struggling to afford rent and food and so offers financial support so he can get his story back on track" or maybe its one of those "they don't even know the other's online pen and they're acting as completely normally non-NEET friends" or even "they've been friends from the start and cucumber rags on airplane's writing but reads it anyway before he posts just so he can be the first to comment his criticism" or some shit. I dunno.

like if Fanon (I think it's Fanon) of sqh using cucumber bro's comments as a model for his creation of mobei-jun and falling in love with that or sqq falling in love with binghe because he's a more beefed-up reflection of sqh, LIKE HELLO?

I sometimes imagine a world in which they knew each other a little better and were just on the precipice of something more and then. died. and then sqh grows up in this world and mobei-jun reminds him so strongly of a-yuan and... then his villain becomes weird??? wtf?? and more like his old crush from his old world???? and then somehow they meet each other BEFORE lbh goes into the abyss

and theres this whole developing story where they figure it out and pick right back where they left off after a bit of awkwardness, and finally manage to get over that hill from their past life and the peak lords are like "what" because this hsit just got weirder

[marihem]

@fransweek 2024

Day 1: Blushing (literally)

[mx-myth]

Cannot explain how fast I would sign the fuck up for an aro/ace/aroace dating/qpr/friend app

[cosmicredcadet]

Remembering how not to long ago, I told a friend of mine about being stressed out over some things and she thought that was the perfect time to shoot her shot and ask me out even after I expressed being aroace BEFORE that. When i expressed again that I was NOT interested in dating and was aroace, she then went on to try and suggest platonic partnerships after explaining how she viewed all of our platonic hangouts as romantic....safe to say we aren't friends anymore.

Moral of the story i guess is Don't fucking do this? even if the person is allo? don't fucking "shoot your shot" after they reveal they are struggling to you? Don't try to then reframe the relationship to be platonic instead of romantic after expressing how obviously romantic you viewed everything before????

[gennabi]

11:58p.m.

satan x gn!reader • 0.3k

romantic/(qpr?); fluff, comfort

[ pulling up a drabble before i mimimi ]

obey me masterlist | main masterlist

It takes you sliding yourself over his chest to pull his focus from the book in his hand. You're quiet. A little too quiet for a Friday night. He tucks a bookmark between the pages, setting down the horror romance novel you recommended on the bedside table.

Satan's gaze drops to your face: Your eyelids are shut. Unmoving, you still manage to take his breath away. He's not sure if he prides or fear in that. It's only when a grumble leaves your pouty lips that he's taken out of his trance.

"Why.. did yeu.. stopped.. readi..n..ng..?"

His eyebrows arch upwards in response, fingers naturally combing the hair away from your face as your eyes open blearily. Like a drag. A denial in its own. Humans can be so stubborn. He knows the request that comes after. A plea you always make despite the dazed state you're in.

"Read it.. fowr meeh.."

You claim you sleep better. He hardly believes that. But his hand slides down your scalp to your back, rubbing it slow and affectionate, his other hand reaching again yet for the piece of literature.

Satan starts off with a sigh, the noise coming out fond against his judgement, words pouring off his lips with a light and practiced ease. Your eyes close for a second time, head shifting to make yourself comfortable, a cute smile painting your lips. So it's definitely not his fault if he can't help pressing his lips to your temple when you doze off some time later.

[veinsfullofstars]

For marxolor!

💝

💓

👀

🥄

Oh, wow… a whole batch of ‘em! Really giving me a run for my money, Anon, haha! (Maybe I should’ve put a cap on how many can be submitted at once… ^^’ ) Don’t worry about it, though, I think I can manage this one. Let’s see…

6. 💝 What is each person’s love language (words of affirmation, acts of service, giving gifts, quality time, and physical touch)?

18. 💓 How did they tell their friends that they were together/do their friends know or is their relationship a secret?

I haven’t really talked about how Marx and Magolor meet in the CFAU yet... mostly because it’s, like, a Whole Thing™. A story I was working on well before the CFAU was even conceptualized and practically a sub-AU in and of itself. It’s also… very work-in-progress and very not finished yet (kinda fell on the back burner once the other AUs took precedent, oops ^^’ ). Just know that the boys get the slow-burn treatment something fierce. Seriously, they don’t even get to the QPR stage until some time after Mags returns from purgatory, and even then only after some lingering baggage is dealt with…

Anyway, to make a long and incredibly complicated story short, they figure it out eventually (idiots-in-not-quite-love style), keeping it a poorly-guarded secret when they inevitably end up back on Popstar. Then - after a bunch of [REDACTED] happens, a crisis is narrowly averted, and things get sappy and cathartic - Marx just kind of… blurts it out, completely unbothered, tired of all the hiding and running and keeping secrets (at least for today). It leaves the Dream Land 4 in varying shades of surprised (or not surprised) and Magolor in a single shade of mortified… though not for too long. After all, it’s not like it’s the worst secret to even come out about him, and certainly not one he should be ashamed of.

When they have a moment to talk about it later, it might go something like this:

Mags: I can’t believe you did that. In front of everyone. Without even asking me first. Marx: Heh, sorry. Got caught up in the moment. I mean, you try keepin’ a secret like that after almost dyin’, hehe… Um. You’re not… actually mad about it, are you? Mags: … *sigh* No. It’s fine. I’ll be fine. Heh, honestly? It’s… kind of a relief.

9. 👀 What do other characters think of their relationship? Do they approve or disapprove?

To tie in with the previous question, how about some more ✨ non-canon interviews ✨? (Fair warning - this is happening after the end of a story I haven’t told or finished yet, so these answers are probably gonna be vague as hell and very out-of-context.)

Bonus interviews with some folks who find out much later:

22. 🥄 When they’re cuddling together who’s the big spoon and who’s the little spoon?

Marx has more of the “big-spoon energy” between them (though good luck getting Magolor to admit that), but trying to cuddle with his wings is… not ideal, as the raw magic that perpetually leaks from them is enough to overwhelm Magolor’s finely-tuned senses (like staring into a spotlight from inches away or walking into a very saturated perfume department). Besides, Magolor is the one with hands around here, so the role of big spoon tends to default to him anyway. Marx doesn’t mind so much, trusting the wizard enough to feel comfortable (even safe) curled up against him. Magolor - who’s still recovering from a life of being a socially-distant, touch-starved hermit - is always a little worried he’s doing it wrong but gets better about it with time, which is nice.

Sketch started 03/13/25, finished 03/18/25. | Kirby Ship Ask Game (made by @/sweetandglovelyart) and alternate questions | Childhood Friends AU Masterpost

[bloo-the-dragon]

Karen at the Fish Market

While working the fish stall at the market, Eclipse has a poor run in with an angry karen who threatens to take his child from him.

~~~

Twoshot written by my friend @crazedauthor and myself for the sams mer au! They wrote the first chapter and i wrote the second. Eclipse has a not so great day while working at the fish market. :)

Wordcount: 3,861

Relationships: Eclipse/Ruin (qpr)

Content Warning: Panic Attacks

Also on A03!

~~~Chapter 1~~~

Working at a fish stall is about as entertaining as watching paint dry, in Eclipse’s opinion. For the most part, he sits there watching a couple random humans stare at dead fish eyes until a mental connection is built enough for them to decide to buy the smell sea creature. At Ruin and his boss’s request, he doesn’t tell as many people to “hurry the fuck up” anymore, but the temptation is always there. It’s telling that Ruin prefers to nap underneath the stall, curled around Eclipse’s feet. He isn’t sure what’s so much better about napping under the stall, compared to napping on his nice, comfy blanket nest at home, but he admits, begrudgingly, that the company is nice.

However, a recent change in their routine has been the pups choosing to accompany them during market days. With the job being mostly just sitting there and waiting (as well as trying not to scare away potential customers with his sour expression), it’s fairly easy for Eclipse and Ruin to keep an eye on their children during the workday. Sometimes, they decide to stay home instead, but it isn’t uncommon for one or two to join them when work calls.

Particularly their youngest pup, Loon, only a few months hatched. He still retains the usual clingy nature of baby mers, so attempting to detach him from either Ruin or Eclipse when he wants to latch on is a foolish endeavor. As it stands, the tiny spotted pancake is content to lay in Eclipse’s lap as a ball and snooze the afternoon away, so neither of them is too bothered by this. After all, stall days are rather boring and quiet.

That is… until the Karens of the market happen to show up.

"I can't believe this! Is this what you call customer service?"

Eclipse holds back the urge to roll his eyes as this woman's shrill voice assaults his audio processors. He doesn't even understand what she's upset about. He just asked what fish she wants when she said she was ready to buy.

The woman, some lady with short brown hair and sharp, annoyed blue eyes, continues her rant, pointing a manicured finger at Eclipse. "I have been shopping here for years and you don't even know my order? What kind of shop owner doesn't keep track of his regulars' orders?"

Is that really what she's upset about? The fact he asked what she wanted? Eclipse actually does make an irritated huff at that. He will never understand some humans and their thought processes. The woman’s face screws up in disgust, perhaps from his clear disregard for her complaint. However, she still refuses to actually point out a fish she wants. Eclipse may be a robot, but he’s no mind reader.

Just as he's about to speak up to tell the woman to give him her order or fuck off, though, he feels a shift in his lap. The tiny ball, sleeping rather cozily beforehand, unfurls with a growl and suddenly leaps . There is a flash of blue with yellow spots flying through the air before sense returns to Eclipse. He thanks whatever powers that be for his fast reflexes because Loon was halfway to the Karen's face before he managed to grab him, caging the angry pancake in a gentle, but secure grip of his two hands. His urgency to do so nearly knocks over the stall as he bumps it with his legs – thankfully, it remains standing, though the sight of the woman covered in fishy water would have been entertaining.

Loon cries out in annoyance at the prison he finds himself in. Thoughtless, he waves his stumpy arm at Eclipse’s fingers in an attempt to escape, but it proves rather ineffective. The hisses and growls sounding from Loon mix with the Karen's startled gasp... before her noises turn to that of outrage.

"How... HOW DARE YOU!" she screeches, alerting other humans at the market to this situation. Several turn to watch the commotion. Eclipse instinctively pulls Loon closer to his chest, making sure any wrath she exacts is aimed solely at himself instead, and also trying to shield him from the view of others. However, the woman settles for a much more terrifying method to make her displeasure clear. "Owning a mer as a pet is illegal! You think you're above the law just because you're a robot! I will fix that ! You'll never see that mer again once I'm done with you!"

Eclipse freezes. In his hands, Loon continues to fight, now trying to swipe with his fully intact arm at the lady. He is doing his best to protect him from her anger (and in turn protect this ungrateful bitch from Loon's), but her words seem to make his machinery stop like a heart skipping a beat.

"Once I report this, you'll have your rights revoked and that little... creature will be removed from your lacking care at once! You should have thought twice before siccing such a thing at me in broad daylight! You'll have nothing left once I'm done with-"

Suddenly, the Karen falls silent. Eclipse glances to his left to see that Ruin has now crawled out from under the booth and is giving a very wide smile to this customer - though none of it reaches his eyes.

His voice comes out with feigned politeness. "That 'creature' is my pup, miss. Not a pet. And this robot is my mate. You will not be taking our child nor doing any of the other things you've threatened." His lips pull higher, causing his teeth to flash in the sunlight. Despite the casual way he props up his head on one hand, the other hand stands poised on the stall, displaying sharp claws only a couple feet away from her body. "I'd like to see you try~."

The stall finally falls silent as the woman quickly flees the scene. You never threaten a mer's mate or their pup. Sticking around was a disaster waiting to happen and she at least had the presence of mind to figure that out.

Still, Eclipse can't relax. He feels his body shake, the little hand cage for Loon (who is still hissing and trying to escape to pursue the lady) rattles against itself. It is only when Ruin's cool hands fall onto his that he unconsciously relents and lets Loon free - though Ruin is quick to hold him in place lest he continue to make a scene.

As the pup cries out in righteous fury, Ruin gently mlems his face. "Now now, little one. Dad looks rather upset, don't you think? Shouldn't you try to make him feel better? We don't want Dad to be sad!"

Huffing, Loon looks at Ruin with a glare, but reluctantly turns to Eclipse, who sits there as if a statue. The pup heeds his pa's words and scurries up Eclipse's chest, hugging his flat face and mleming against his cheeks. A soft rumbling purr reverberates through his flat body. This action eventually breaks Eclipse from his stupor. Carefully, he brings his hand up to pet Loon’s tiny head, the baby responding in kind with happy cheeps and faster purrs. Eclipse sighs, closing his eyes and letting the sounds soothe his nerves.

Loon is fine... Loon is safe in his arms, away from that woman. Her words still echo in his mind, but for now, he can relax with his family by his side...

~~~Chapter 2~~~

As the shock started to wear down, only then did the panic begin to emerge within Eclipse's mind. He could feel it as it lurked beneath the thin veil of his self control brushing against his mind like ice cold fingers, a soft chilling echo in his mind whispering the words said by that woman on repeat over and over.

You'll never see that mer again once I'm done with you!

As Eclipse continued to spiral, he could distantly hear Ruin as the mer huffed and thumped his tail against the floor in clear displeasure.

"Honestly the nerve of that woman! Can you imagine being so bold as to threaten a pup in front of their parents? Absolutely-"

The mer trailed off once he turned to face his robotic partner. Despite Eclipse's best efforts to hide it, it was clear Ruin could see his distress as the mer's expression shifted from confused to worried, and in an instant he was by Eclipse's side.

"Eclipse? My dear, are you alright?"

Eclipse didn't reply. He dared not to, knowing his voicebox would betray his inner turmoil with garbled static instead of coherant words. And even as Loon continued to hug his face and mlem his rays, it was not enough to stay the anxiety as it rose like a tidal wave, crashing against his emotional walls as they begun to crack, panic seeping through into his mind like poison. The dark orange animatronic released a rattled vent as the first sharp pang struck his chest, and his fans seized and juttered. 

Fuck.

Eclipse gripped the table, claws digging into the wood. Loon seemed to realise something was wrong as the little pup cheeped at him, his single hand bapping his forehead. Eclipse shakes his head, no no he's fine he's fine it's nothing he's fine-

Ruin let out a small chuff, and Eclipse felt a webbed hand very gently cup his face making him flinch as the mer carefully guided his face toward him meeting a pair of mismatched eyes from behind the little fins of Loon that still wrapped valiantly around his head.

"Dear," Ruin said softly, running a thumb over Eclipse's cheek, "you are clearly not fine. You are having a panic attack."

Eclipse stared, unable to stop another hitch of his vents. He.. he hadn't realised he'd been saying those words outloud.

Ruin continued, "let us go somewhere else, hm? Somewhere quieter."

He feels a gentle tug on his hand and Eclipse numbly realises that Ruin had slipped his other hand into it at some point without him noticing. The storm continued to rage in his mind, but Eclipse forced himself to keep it contained as Ruin helped him onto his shaky feet. Loon shifted himself on Eclipse's head, clambering up to settle on top instead of covering his face, reaching his single arm down to pat at the space between the animatronics eyes. His own little way of telling his dad he's still there.

"Excuse me miss!" Ruin suddenly speaks up and Eclipse jolts having not realised he was zoning out. He realises Ruin is talking to a human girl and it takes him a moment to remember who she is. Short orange hair, above average height, wearing a tank top with a shark printed on the front and has a tattoo of some kind of seabird on her upper left arm. Can't remember her name, but Eclipse knew she was a co-worker. Usually worked out back sorting the fish crates.

So focused he was on recalling the girl, Eclipse didn't realise Ruin had been talking to her. She was looking at Ruin but her gaze switched between the navy coloured mer and Eclipse a look of sympathy on her expression. Normally Eclipse would have scoffed or snarled at the sight of being pitied at but currently his mind was still stuck in panicked turmoil. He looked away instead.

Another sharp pang shot through his chest and his eyes widened as Eclipse briefly forgot where Loon was, realising he wasn't over his face like before. He shot a hand up to his face, only to feel a tiny webbed hand grip his finger and tiny teeth knaw on the casing before mleming it. The typical but overwhelmingly familiar pattern of Loon making his presence known.

Another hitch fell from Eclipse's vents that left him wanting to shrivel up on the floor from embarressment once he realised his action did not go unnoticed. He may have very well done if it wern't for Ruin still holding his hand, keeping him upright. The mer gave his hand a gentle reassuring squeeze.

"Yeah it's not a problem, I can man the stand easy enough" the red haired girl said, continuing the brief conversation with Ruin that Eclipse had not been tuned in to before. "I saw the whole thing with that karen. She was a real bitch."

Ruin huffed, a small growl lacing his words. "That she was. For her sake, i sure hope not to see her likes about this place again." He muttered darkly, his head frills flaring a little.

"Ugh yeah nah I doubt it. Not when the boss hears about it." The girl flapped her hand, "anyway, you go and get him home safe and sound, yeah? I'll let the big man know what's up and all."

Ruin gave her a grateful smile. "Thankyou my dear. Come along Eclipse, Loon. Let's head home, yes?"

The little pancake pup let out a chirrup from the top of his dad's head and Eclipse himself let out a shaky huff, still not trusting himself to speak. Ruin guided them further behind the stall and through the door that led to the chilled storage room. They walked past the crates of fish where they were lined up against the wall and the animatronic had half a mind to reach up and hover a shaky hand over loon lest the little pup got it into his little fishy brain to diving into them. Thankfully however Loon seemed to be quite content remaining fixed to the top of Eclipse's disc shaped head, his fins gripping tightly around the two rays that were still partially poked out between him.

Once they reached the exit door Ruin pushed it open with a small grunt, the squeaky hinges causing Eclipse to twitch before the three of them were exposed to the cool salty sea air. The evening autumn sun was low in the sky, golden light washing over the robot and two mers soaking them in its warm amber glow.

But it was not enough to stay the sudden wave of anxiety as it crashed full force into Eclipse's mind, causing the robot's legs to buckle beneath him. Now that he was away from prying eyes, with only his partner and child to witness him crumble, Eclipse's walls finally broke and he let out a loud shuddering gasp that quickly developed into hyperventilation.

"Oh Eclipse.." he could barely make out Ruin's voice as the mer carefully settled Eclipse down by the wall. Eclipse shuddered, clutching his chest as a sickening pang of anxiety shot through him. His rays began to twitch and jutter from within his disc, and despite his panic Eclipse had enough sense to reach up and tug Loon off his head before the pup could get poked by his erratic rays. Thankfully the little mer came free without a fuss but immedietely clung to his hand chirruping and purring as he nuzzled against his dad's palm.

Eclipse let out a broken glitched sob as he curled around Loon, drawing his legs up. Ruin cheeped and coiled himself around Eclipse, pressing his forehead to Eclipse's own whilst muttering soft reassurances in both english and his own tongue that Eclipse had long since learned to understand after many days of practicing with Ruin. They helped to drown out the echoed screaming words of that banshee of a woman that continued to haunt his mind.

"Hush. I'm here, we're here. You're alright dear. No one is going to take our child. It's going to be ok." Ruin murmered softly, gently nuzzling Eclipse and stroking his cheeks with his thumbs from where his hands carefully held the sides of his head, keeping their foreheads pressed together.

Another hitch escaped Eclipse's vents, but he closed his eyes and forced himself to focus on the feeling of Ruin pressed against him, his words of reassurance and the feeling of Loon as the little pup purred against his chest and mlemed his fingers. After a while of sitting there together, Eclipse finally felt himself beginning to calm down. The panic slowly receded from his mind, taking with it the distant echos of the womans threats. Though he could still feel it lurking in the back of his mind, Eclipse now had it back under control. He let out a sigh, putting back up whatever remained of his shattered walls as he pulled himself away from Ruin.

The mer watched him carefully as Eclipse leaned back releasing a shaky sigh from his vents, still keeping Loon held securely against his chest. He ran a thumb over the spotted scales as Loon cheeped curiously up at him. "Are you alright now dear?" Ruin asked softly.

Eclipse didn't reply immedietely, needing to take a moment to recalibrate his voicebox since it had glitched out during his panic attack. It took only a few seconds and once it was done he let out the biggest and most exasperated groan, throwing a free arm over his eyes. The sun had since gotten lower but it was still too bright and he was beginning to feel the start of a killer headache forming.

"Fucking peachy."

Ruin huffed a small mirthless laugh, as he shifted closer and mlemed Eclipse's cheek. "Do you feel ok enough to stand?" The mer asked, "would be best if we made our way back home now, yes?"

"Give.. give me a minute Ru," Eclipse sighed tiredly, dropping his arm from his eyes and instead wrapping it around Ruin, while the other hand continued to stroke Loon. "I'm still... recalibrating." He settled on, deciding not to mention the fact that his legs felt like strings of jelly. The mer cheeped and pressed his head against Eclipse with a purr. 

"Take your time dear. I can help you walk if needed. I am quite able to do that today so don't fret about that either."

Eclipse rolled his eyes. But before he could respond, suddenly the phone in his pocket which he had completely forgotten about started ringing, startling Eclipse and the two mers with him. Loon hissed and flared his fins but Eclipse pressed him back against his chest before the little pancake tyke could pounce on the device as he weasled it out of his pocket. Ignoring the annoyed squeaks of his child, Eclipse brought the phone out and held it before him.

However the anxiety that lurked in the back of his mind briefly flared again sending a small shooting pang through his chest causing Eclipse to freeze, his mind suddenly jumping to the worst case. What if this was the police calling him? What if the woman had called authorities and they were calling him to tell him Loon would be taken away and Eclipse his rights revoked and-

"Let me answer it sweetheart." Ruin said, breaking Eclipse from his spiralled thoughts as the mer gently plucked the device from the robots hand. Eclipse's fingers twitched but he made no attempt to take it back, instead letting it fall onto his lap, watching as Ruin turned the phone over in his hands before hitting the answer call button.

"Speaking?" Ruin asked politely.

A gruff but familiar voice crackled from the speaker. "Bobby. Is Eclipse there Ruin? He ain't in trouble, but i got word some trouble went down and I wanna know if he's doing alright."

Eclipse felt another brief wave of panic but it died down as soon as his boss mentioned he wasn't in trouble. Ruin glanced over to Eclipse with a sympathetic look as he replied.

"Yes he's with me. Not doing the best i'm afraid, but he is stable, for now at least. I'm taking him home as we speak."

The old man grunted on the other side of the phone, and Eclipse could hear the creak of his chair as he moved. "Alright. Is he alright if i talk to him for a sec? Won't take long."

Ruin looked to Eclipse again with an eyebrow raised, an unspoken question in his eyes. Eclipse sighed, and reached out with his hand. Ruin placed the phone onto his palm, and Eclipse drew it back to hold before his face.

"Yeah?" 

He hated the way his voice sounded so croaky, but his boss didn't comment on it, instead jumping straight to the point and asking "you alright son?"

Eclipse huffed a bemused laugh. It was difficult to not retort with an automatic snappish response of 'do i sound fucking ok?' but he managed to grind out a simple "no."

Bobby clicked his tongue. "Yeah figured as much. Now listen, i'm gonna tell you right now you got nothing to worry about. I heard about what that woman said to ya', Katherine gave me the whole thing and I confirmed it on the cameras. She's on the blacklist so she won't be coming back again."

Eclipse blinked. Oh so that was the red haired girls name-

Bobby continued, "that lady was talkin' shit too by the way. There ain't no way anyones gonna come for your partner or your kid, definitely not in this town. She could land herself in real trouble trying to take a pup from it's parents afterall."

Eclipse pressed Loon a little closer to himself, recalling the vague threat Ruin gave the woman, teeth and claws on full display. "Yeah.."

"Alright son. You get yourself home and rested, yeah? Take tomorrow off if you need it too, i got folk who can cover ya. You'll get yer' paid leave and all too, just let me know beforehand if you can."

Eclipse nodded despite his boss not being able to see it. "Sure. Thankyou." he added on quietely.

"Don't worry about it. Take care of yourself now."

And with that Bobby hung up. Eclipse let out a long sigh as he dropped his arm with the phone still in hand, relief blooming in his chest and the tension in his mind finally starting to ease up more. Only he immedietely had to jerk his hand back up again when Loon made a sudden mad dash for the device in his hand.

Eclipse grumbled a curse as he shoved the device quickly back into his pocket, holding Loon back as he did so. "Stop that!"

Loon growled and swatted in the direction of the pocket as Eclipse scooped him further away. Ruin chuckled, leaning in to nuzzle Loon affectionately which helped cease his gremlin behaviour before looking up at Eclipse with a soft look.

"Shall we head on home then?" 

Eclipse sighed. "Yeah. I think i can stand now."

Ruin grinned, and he shifted himself next to Eclipse who allowed Ruin to manouver his arm around the mers shoulders before helping him stand to his feet. The animatronic stumbled only a little before he regained his balance. Ruin kept his hand wrapped around his though, giving Eclipse's hand a small squeeze which the animatronic returned while Loon scrambled up onto his shoulder and then back to his perch on top of Eclipse's head, sitting quite proudly between his rays.

With that and a gentle tug from his partner, Eclipse allowed Ruin to lead them back home.

[beneathtreemomo]

Names Amongst the Dead

I got another commission from @sakura-rose12 of Kit!!! Beautiful boy and 3/4ths of his qpr (plus also his eventual boyfriend. No, I will never make a straightforward relationship. It's too fun to make them deep and meaningful, unable to be explained through words. Law is the last fourth if you were curious lol, he just didn't fit in with the theme) Have a one-shot to go with it :D -----

Kit's back hit the wall hard, causing him to stumble from the awkward angle as his and Alvarus’ legs found purchase on the steps.

Cold metal pressed against his skin; Kit froze, making the wise decision not to move.

"Oh?" Kit asked, fighting the urge to tilt his head. "I thought we'd gotten past you pulling a sword on me."

“Highness…” Alvarus breathed, a shaky awe to it that never really went away.

It made Kit huff as he smiled down at the ex-knight. “Hi, Alva.”

Brilliant sapphire eyes melted, Alvarus' sharp-edged smile turning into something softer. The distance between them was already small; Kit could feel Alvarus’ breath against his skin, knew that if Penguin or Shachi caught sight of them, he'd never hear the end of their teasing.

“Are you well?” Alvarus asked, without fail.

“Better than ever.” Kit replies, always.

A beat passed as Alvarus’ gaze studied Kit. He always made sure Kit wasn't lying to him, especially after the one time Kit had genuinely tried, and Kit could never find it in him to be mad about it.

He sighed as he determined there was nothing amiss; Kit chuckled as Alvarus seemed to collapse against him, knocking their foreheads together.

“Stop worrying me, please,” Alvarus mumbled, rubbing his nose against Kit's. His body was warm, a comforting blanket against the chill of the winter island's sea. “You’re one of few things I have left from our home. I don't think I could handle watching your vivre card try to burn a second time.”

“I’ll do my best,” Kit said after a moment, feeling the sword drop away as Alvarus sunk into the embrace. “But I can’t make any promises. You know that.”

Now that he could properly move again, Kit lifted a hand to tangle it in Alvarus’ hair, fingernails lightly scratching at the base of his neck. He returned the nuzzle, pressing his cheek against Alvarus' before pushing back his hat with a gentle hand.

Alvarus' eyes closed as he leaned into the touch with a soft sigh. “Why must all of you Lagthas be so difficult?”

Kit chuckled, pressing his lips to Alvarus’ temple. “Runs in the blood, I’m afraid.”

----

“Hey, Sabo, I—whoa!!”

As soon as Kit stepped foot into the room Sabo had chosen during their stay, a hand had wrapped around his wrist and yanked him inside.

The door was shut with a muted thud, though Kit barely managed to notice as he was slammed into the wall just next to it.

“You!”

For a moment, all Kit could see was Sabo’s jacket and the frills of his cravat. Then Sabo leaned down, caging Kit in, and his eyes were like fire.

Kit’s heart skipped a beat, unease settling low in his gut.  “…Me?”

“Were you ever going to tell us?” Sabo asked, voice low. “About who you really are?”

The unease turned into lead, sinking and pulling Kit down with it. “This is who I really am.”

“Liar,” He hissed, leaning in closer. Kit felt rather than saw Sabo’s hand moving, and with a jump he raised his hands between them to try and placate the fuming man. “I know that you’re a prince!”

Shit. He’d been afraid of that answer, even though he’d expected it. Kit really should start to know better.

“Well, sure, but—"

“Is this just a joke to you?” Sabo asked, hand pressing just enough into Kit’s side to keep him pinned. Something slipped in his voice, cracking and splintering with the confirmation his findings had been right; Kit hadn’t looked away from Sabo’s gaze at all, but only now could he see the grief and panic at the edges of his eyes.

Kit’s heart sank. “What? Sabo, no. Why would I be joking about any of this?”

“Because that’s what all nobles do in situations like this,” Sabo hissed, lips curling into a snarl. “Lie and trick us, just to hurt us behind our backs.”

“I’m not lying!”

“Then why didn’t you tell us?! If you hurt my brothers the way you hurt your people, Prince, I swear—”

Tears pricked Kit’s eyes at the low blow, heart hurting like he’d been stabbed. He shoved Sabo away and was, admittedly, a little shocked that Sabo let him. “What the fuck is your problem?!” He shouted. He knew it was too quick of a flip, but he'd thought Sabo of all people would understand, and instead he was being accused of wanting to hurt his friends.

Sabo merely stared at him, hands clenched into fists at his sides. Kit didn’t move away from the wall, but now it was his turn to snarl at Sabo. “Look in the goddamn mirror! You’re a nobleman from birth, too!”

“Watch what you say next.” The harshness in Sabo’s voice sent a shock of fear down Kit’s spine, but he didn’t stop.

“Oh, don’t be such a hypocrite.” Kit snapped back, standing tall even as Sabo’s glare sharpened back into something dangerous. “I’d already run by the time the kingdom fell; your research showed this, I know it did. Everyone knows Prince Rori disappeared three years prior."

He scoffed, feeling words he didn't want to admit spill from his mouth without his say. “What, would I be in your good graces if I had stayed to be Haesgard’s toy? Or gone back to be a lamb to the slaughter the second I caught wind of Valstasia’s fall? Forgive me for doing what my mother and Lavi sacrificed themselves for.”

He didn’t notice the way Sabo’s anger faltered as he spoke, eyes growing wide with dread as the implications of things not even the Revolutionaries would have found out slipped from Kit’s lips.

“I thought we were friends,” Kit continued, glaring at Sabo through watering eyes. “You said you trusted me because Ace and Luffy trusted me. Didn’t realize it was so easy to lose, too.”

Fed up with the conversation—annoyed because he’d actually been excited to see Sabo during this mission of his, only for it to turn into this mess of a shouting match—Kit shouldered his way past Sabo to the door.

“I’m not like those nobles you grew up hating. Don’t talk to me again until you figure that out.”

Sabo stared at the door, almost wishing Kit had slammed it shut. It would make it easier to dispel the anger still thrumming in his veins, maybe even get rid of the guilt that started settling in his chest.

That… wasn’t what he expected to happen.

Looking back, it should have been.

He scrubbed a hand over his face, fingers lingering on his scar. “Shit... I just messed up, didn't I?”

....He really should have known better.

---

Kit headed back to his room, a slight skip in his step. He’d managed to convince Law to lay down and nap, finally, and Cora had promised to keep him there until their captain could form coherent sentences again. Tang had surfaced for a while, as well, to let in some much needed fresh air and get the crew some sun.

Mostly, Kit was just glad they were headed away from Wano, and he could spend one more day not thinking about the situation looming over his shoulders.

Except, now he was thinking about it. Dammit.

His steps slowed. It… was okay to wait a few more days, right?

It was too nice a day to think about existential dread, and he didn’t want to worry Law when he woke. After that whole mess of an island, none of the crew needed to worry about him and his decades-old problem. It had waited this long—it could wait a little more.

But there had been that letter….

“Hey, Kit, what’s got you all broody?”

Kit startled, a tiny little yelp managing to leave his lips before he shut it down just as fast as he looked up.

Ace stood there across from him, hands in his pockets and an easy smile on his face. “Cat got your tongue?”

“Ace!” Kit breathed out a sigh of relief, leaning back against the wall. “Don’t startle me like that!”

“Sorry,” He said, completely unapologetic, “Being a ghost does that to someone, I’ve learned.”

Kit laughed, having to admit he had a point. “That’s fair. But your fire’s usually a lot louder than that, so I’m surprised you hid so well.”

“Hm.” Ace came closer, concern creasing his brow. “I don’t know about that, Kit. I think you’re just… distracted. You okay?”

No, but Kit’s pretty sure he hasn’t been for a while.

“It’s nothing,” He promised, tasting ash on his tongue. “Just thinking, is all.”

“Ahh, I see.” Ace nodded, humming thoughtfully a moment later. Kit raised a brow as he stepped into his space, resting an arm above Kit’s head. “Well, how about I help you stop thinking for a bit, hm?”

As he spoke, Ace brought a hand up to take Kit’s chin between his forefinger and thumb, stroking Kit’s bottom lip. Kit huffed a laugh at the action, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Oh? And how are you going to do that?”

“I’m sure you could come up with something, eh, Enchanter?” Ace all but purred, eyes locked onto Kit’s. It made Kit’s heart race, excitement thrumming to life in his veins as Ace leaned ever closer—

Only for Ace to yelp as he suddenly fell through both Kit and the wall.

Kit burst out laughing while Ace let out a dismayed cry, covering his smile with his hand as Ace righted himself. He turned back to Kit, all charm replaced by a sheepish smile and heavy flush down to his chest that had Kit’s heart turning to mush.

“Guess that didn’t really… go well, huh?”

“No,” Kit disagreed, still giggling as he lowered his hand. “No, I think it worked exactly how you wanted it to.”

Ace pouted as he readjusted his hat where it had fallen askew. “But I wanted a kiss.”

With a smile Kit walked past, flicking the string of his cap up to Ace’s nose as he did. “Don’t worry, we’ll get you back in your body eventually. I’ve got a lead.”

“Wait—really?!” Perking up much like an excited dog, Ace cheered and ran to give Kit a giant hug.

Only to fall flat on his face as he, once again, went right through. Kit’s laughter was heard all the way up to the sundeck.

[mangocurist]

bro im scared as hell to post this now that zams being more active on tumblr but Im gonna do it scared idc. this can be read as /r or /p but i was intending some weird qpr mix of the two ^_^ anyhow . Go my tr ashzams

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For as much as Ash is a famed pathological liar, he is telling the truth when he says that he hardly remembers anything from before the Realm. 

Almost everything is a blur to him— he remembers Clownpierce and Pangi, of course, remembers all the conflicting rush of emotions that come when he sees them again— but never the reasons why he feels that way. There is the faintest recall of a server, where hearts are the currency and your life a commodity— but beyond that, there is nothing else. He can recall KyleEff just the same as he can almost just conjure up the image of Reddoons, but it’s never anything concrete. One day they’re friends, another, he’s in a ruined city, missing his empire and his right-hand man.

Either way, Ash is never fully there. Never able to remember entirely if they were friends or enemies or a relationship gone south.

There is just one thing that stays cemented in his mind, and he’s the reason Ash is here to begin with.

Golden hair, an ever-present mischievous smile, and a contagious laugh that practically infects anyone who listens. Two near-gods, messing around with their own private servers because they can and it’s fun, they’re together, and every challenge they take on together gets ruined by their own hands in the end. A prince who always seems to find himself in conflict whether she likes it or not— a sad, lonely prince, who Ash watches die horribly, over and over again, season after season. Hearts, strung on a string, given to one another freely in one world, in another, an army strong enough to match his own. Cunning, paranoid, and most of all, just as bright as he remembers her.

An emperor, a tyrant, a maniac, a guardian, a god, a girl.

A prince. His prince. 

She stands in front of Ash now, that same spun-gold hair twirled around her shoulders in loosely braided curls as she reaches out to ring the bell by the castle’s entrance, beaming when the tall totem-king pats her on the shoulder and gives her a side hug. Something in Ash aches a little, seeing the familiarity that his prince shows around these people who he hasn’t even known for two weeks, who haven’t even seen him bleed and choke on his mistakes or the way blood splatters on his face when he kills—

But then, as the cloaked figure beside her congratulates her on her coronation and a bright yellow light starts to emanate from the jewels in his crown, the newly crowned Princess of Yellow turns around and runs up the steps, and instead of going for anyone else, Zam collides into him, perfectly coiled golden hair flying every which way as they land in a pile on the floor, her snickers sounding like music to Ash’s ears.

“Zam!” He protests half-heartedly, though his annoyance is futile against the way she laughs, loud and grating and so familiar it pulls at his heartstrings. “Dude, I told you to stop doing that. Didn’t you literally just get crowned or whatever too? You’re, like, losing so much aura right now.”

Predictably, Zam just waves it off— fair enough, given that the Yellow Faction’s King and his cronies don’t really seem to care much about what they’re doing, so as long as Zam is safe. From a quick survey of the faces in the crowd, most of them just look quietly amused and endeared by Zam’s antics— which, don’t get Ash wrong, is what he wants for him— but it’s a little annoying that he can’t even try to point out flaws in them in front of her. Not that he would. But it was the principle of the matter. 

“Dude, you know who lost aura?” Zam starts, a glint in his eyes that spells nothing but trouble for Ash. Still, he waits for Zam’s response— if only to be a gentleman about it. “That’s you, man! Who the hell manages to get themselves eaten by a giant on their first day to a new server?”

“Oh, shut the hell up!” Ash pushes her away from him as they both finally make to get off the ground, ignoring Zam’s maniacal giggles. She nudges him a little as they stand up, hands wiping away the barest traces of giant guts that Ash himself hadn’t managed to remove. “I travel all this way to meet you on your dumb server, just for you to do this shit to me—”

Zam snorts, pulling Ash down the steps of the castle. 

“Okay, sure. Whatever you say, Ash. For all I know you spent half the journey scamming merchants out of all their stock for fun. Oh! By the way, have you met everyone in the Kingdom yet?” 

“Not really,” Ash says after a moment of hesitation, because even though people had definitely tried to introduce themselves at one point or another, all he could think of was seeing Zam again. That, and the whole being brought back as a soul-allay after being eaten by a giant thing hadn’t made introductions much easier to pay attention to. 

“Seriously? I wouldn’t’ve guessed, with how Sneeg was messing with you. I’ve been told that he only does that with people he likes,” Zam notes. 

Ash doesn’t tell him that it’s probably just the Warden sensing a threat in him and subsequently doing his best to keep Ash from harming anyone, and instead just goes along with what Zam says. 

“It’s because of my natural charisma. It draws him to me, you know, like how Reddoons is drawn to unemployment,” Ash tells her, a smile pulling at the corner of his mouth as Zam bursts out into her contagious giggles at their inside joke, a memory fuzzy in his mind despite it only having been some weeks since his last encounter with Redd. He doesn’t dwell on it, though— right now, in the warm sunlight that bathes the castle grounds, it’s only Zam that matters. “I think he doesn’t like me very much though, you know, just between you and me.”

“Mm, well, Sneeg’s just like that, I think. He was kinda standoffish to me too, at first,” Zam says lightly. “As long as you’re like, chill, he should be fine. Oh! Wait, hold on, I almost forgot to ask. Did you have a look at spawn yet?”

“Like, a tour?” Ash shakes his head. “It’s a lot cleaner than the spawns I can remember, that’s for sure.” 

Zam’s eyebrows furrow for a second, probably picking up on Ash’s strange wording. He doesn’t press the matter though, instead simply slipping his hand into Ash’s own. Zam is warm against him, and Ash relishes in the feeling. “Right… Well, you can tell me about that later, then! Let me be your tour guide for the day.”

She goes, and he follows. Today has been an unfamiliar day, but this, at least, is something that he remembers. 

And while Ash might try to go against Zam in the future, or vice versa— this moment is something that he hopes he never forgets. 

[brain-in-the-stars]

I was partially right about Odile's research; I suspected there was no research at all but hoped for the opposite AND my guess for it was very close to the personal analysis she's actually going through there! what I thought could be kind of lame back then exceeded ALL of my expectations, not only was it beautifully written and moving, it only enriched Odile's character as a whole! completely worth it!! loved it!!!

never once I underestimated Isabeau; I knew from the start that Isabeau was more than just a handsome face, actually being far smarter and more attentive than he usually lets on (and as Lyrah noted, I never once called him a himboKGAJDGAJDGA [ofc I don't see any problem if someone does it though!]) and caught that he could have feelings for Sif from the very first interaction they had in front of the favor tree therefore, he just got even lovelier to me! and the talk we had with him while stargazing only fueled my headcanon that he is indeed a trans guy, which first came to mind when he mentioned he had changed his name before in that classroom (ºoº)

I would NEVER have guessed by myself how Siffrin lost their eye; that caught me completely off guard and destroyed me, I thought it maybe was somehow related to the "Incident", but oh my... that was breathtaking, Sif truly has a heart of gold and cares so much. he did what he had to do and I'm so glad he did so.

now, the worst and most hilarious of it all, forgive me father for I have sinned; Mirabelle is aroace. and I, as a fellow aroace spec individual, managed to ABSOLUTELY misinterpret her and each sign she gave out from the very first moment. she was the very first I (yes, romantically) shipped with Siffrin because I immediately fell in love with their dynamic of a nonchalant teasing witty yet forgetful comic relief enby × a cute and delicate anxious yet bubbly and attentive chosen one girl and both of them being protective and taking such good care of each other, y'know, I recognized her and Isabeau as the """main""" two love interests for Siffrin for the longest time and,

sorry, more on that under the cut- I'm devastated

what can I say

holy fucking shit I wsa so wrong

for WEEKS, I had collected headcanons. made too many jokes EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. WE. PLAYED. was jealous and wary of the Stylish Lady. will never forget how my heart exploded in the lipstick stain on glove scene or when Sif smiled ear to ear for her in their supposed goodbye after defeating the King for the first time. I EVEN DID A LITTLE WARM UP SKETCH OF THEM TOGETHER A FEW WEEKS AGO- HOW COME MY GAYDAR FAILED THIS BADLY???

never have I ever misinterpreted a character this horribly 😊

I just know Lyrah (WHO'S ALSO AROACE SPEC, MIND YOU) has been laughing their ass off behind the scenes. I could HEAR how much fun they were having during that dialogue

needless to say I now ship them as QPR which is just as wonderful

but with all that's said and done, I am formally apologizing to both the ISAT and the aroace community for my irresponsible conduct 💔 this shall never occurr again 🥀

[askthebadkidz]

*He narrows his eyes at you.*

The Ball does not belong to you.

-Fabian

Riz is just staring at the mirror while eating some small little cracker sandwiches very slowly.

-Riz

Baron appears in the mirror in the same position Riz is in. They don't have any food but they are mimicking his movements.

They tilt their head.

-Baron

[honey-minded-hivemind]

stupid idea for the QPR

alternate scenario of Scott's friend au Where Jean ends up managing to successfully hang out with Reader and realize "oh hey you're not that bat actually"

One thing leads to another now Reader's sitting around confused as they're third wheeling this confusing Will they Won't they relationship that Scott and Jean have going on

(Hehehe!) (I don't know if you want this canon or not, but let's try this out for a moment)

Jean hadn't realized Reader was so... nice. Polite. Soothing.

They don't care about her being a telepath, or Scott shooting lasers from his eyes, or that they're heroes. They even find it fascinating!

Reader draws characters based on her and Scott, and she can't help but giggle at it. Their OCs are a couple who are very sweet, and fight crime together, along with the other enhanced beings they know.

Of course, when Scott brings up letting them tag along on a date so they won't be lonely, well... she agrees.

Which leads to them at a diner, sipping on a milkshake for two together, with Reader drawing in their sketchbook, taking occasional sips from their own milkshake.

Jean and Scott like strawberry, a sweet flavor with a pink color, a symbol of their powers and love for each other. Reader's is chocolate, decadent and rich, like the sweetie they are.

"This is nice," Scott murmurs, holding her hand in his. He smiles at her, sheepish and full of love.

Jean smiles back.

"Yeah, it is."

They both drag Reader into a hug, who startles before accepting it.

"I finished drawing Laser and Phoenix... did y'all want to see them?"

"YES!"

[natureguardianssmurfau]

introduction

The Nature Guardians are a group of smurfs chosen by Mother Nature to be the new heir to her powers and duties aside from Leaf. These smurfs inheritate the powers of Mother Nature to protect and help the creatures that lives within the forest. Thorough there are many troubles that the guardians stand by each other to assist and help each other.

Members

Name: Camellia Smurf

Also known as: Cami 

Species: Plant made Clone/smurf

Gender: demiboy

Pronouns: he/him,they/them

Age: 150 (only a few years if you count their ‘actual birth’)

Sexuality: demiromantic greysexual 

Relations: Hefty Smurf (Hefty’s clone, Brother)

Best Friends: Tundra Smurf,Geologist Smurf,Phantom Smurf

Alignment: hero

Occupation:  Strongman(past)/helper(?)

Power/role: nature

Voice Claim: Matthew Broderick - adult Simba (The lion king 1994)

Character description:

Camellia was originally created by a witch with malicious intent. Meant to be Hefty’s ‘perfect’ clone so to say. Brought to this world as part of a bigger plan for ‘world domination’.

They at first didn’t know of their origin. Thinking they were Hefty despite already feeling like something was off. But once he did find out, he knew he had to do something to stop the witch. And with the help of a now closest friend and queer platonic partner. Tundra smurf. they managed to defeat their creator and safe everyone in the process.

it took Camellia a bit to figure out who they were after that, but in the meantime smurfs warmed up to the plant smurf. He and Hefty even started to percieve eachother as brothers. It’s kind off thanks to to Tundra that Camellia finally figured out who they were. and they’re happy to know that. Embracing the fact he’s half plant, half smurf with a smile on his face.

Camellia might be Hefty’s clone, but that doesn’t mean they fully act like him. they’re much more open with their emotions for example, and a lot softer too. And though he doesn’t really have a ‘role’ in the village, he tries to help out in both villages as much as he can. Gladly lending a hand.

Name: Tundra Smurf

Also known as: ice king,snowflake (Camellia),ice crystal (Geo)

Species: Smurf 

Gender: male 

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 150

Sexuality: greyromantic demisexual 

Relations: unknown

Best Friends: Camellia Smurf,Geologist Smurf,Phantom Smurf

Alignment: hero

Occupation: gardener

Power/role: ice, snow

Voice Claim: [English] Demetri Martin - Ice Bear (We Bare Bears) / [Korean] Felix Yongbok Lee (Stray kids)

Character description:

The walking tundra of the Smurf village! On a snowstorm, a stork carried the little blue baby to the village. While the stork managed to bring the baby to the village safety,it didn't make it.

He always carries a very cold exterior: face as emotionless as possible, staying calm in every single situation he is in, rarely showing any emotions, speaking monotoned and preferring to use logic than emotions. One could say he's hard to approach due to his icy cold persona. However..behind all that ice is a kind Smurf like the rest, he has "his way" of showing emotions and even wants to make friends deep down!! His bravery and selflessness saves the smurfs from a pickle or two! Tundra is also somewhat anxious and shy and easily overwhelmed by littlest of things. The reason for his behavior is because of his ice powers! No one knows exactly how he gained such powerful magic, but Tundra knows that it can harm others, especially with such unstable emotions. So he mainly suppresses his emotion and power to protect himself from others.

He really loves winter and flowers!!! He also tends to keep himself warm at all times,even in summer. Tundra is selectively mute. Which means he prefers to not speak due to his inner anxiety, tho he will speak when it's important. He uses sign language!!

He greyromantic demisexual and is in a qpr with Camellia!

Name: Smurflotus

Also known as: Lotus,“the water snake”,”lady of the lake”

Species: lotus water snake turned Smurf 

Gender: female

Pronouns: she/her

Age: 1000+

Sexuality: finesexual 

Relations: dead™

Love interest:

Alignment: hero

Occupation: musician

Power/role: water

Voice Claim: [English] Briana White - Aerith Gainsborough (Final Fantasy 7) / [Vietnamese] Hoà Minzy

Character description:

Lotus was originally a lotus water snake that lived peacefully with her peers in the serene lake,when they were hunted down for the lotus flowers on their bodies,which is known for curing diseases and soothing fragrance. Lotus managed to escape and left her home to find somewhere else to live. She resided in the river where Smurf Grove was. She may escaped, but didn't leave unscathed. Blossom and Lily found her while looking at the water stream and asked Willow for help because she was injured. The snake was taken in to help her cure her injuries and rest.

During the time, Lotus grew a fond of the Smurf life and got along really well with the girls. So when it's time to say goodbye, she didn't leave. instead used her magic to transform herself into a Smurf, because if she went back out there, she would be sure hunted down and would be more vulnerable because she was the only survivor. The Grove accepted her with open arms.

Lotus is a Smurf with charm and grace,poised and very polite. She has a huge fascination for music and her mandolin is her favorite instrument. One may think she's arrogant for her grace,but she's as down-to-earth as any Smurf girl in the village. Tho she can be quite mischievous if she ever wants to, and tends to hold grudges and spread rumors if you get on her bad side.

Her design is inspired by Lotus Dragon Cookie from Cookie run! Her outfit is heavily inspired by traditional Vietnamese attires and is Vietnamese coded :33

Name: Geologist Smurf

Also known as: Geo, rock (Tundra)

Species: Smurf 

Gender: male 

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 180

Sexuality:

Relations: son of climber smurf and Hero smurf (former name adventurer smurf) 

Best Friends: Camellia Smurf,Tundra Smurf,Phantom Smurf

Alignment: hero

Occupation: geological scientist

Power/role: rocks and earth

Voice Claim: Jason Schwartzmann - Jesper Johansson (Klaus)

Character description: 

Since he was just afew years older then most Smurfs in the village. So He didn’t have anyone to play with, since papa Smurf was always busy looking after the younger ones, Geo grew to entertain himself at the start of his childhood years. This is how he became obsessive phase in Rock climbing for his enjoyment, especially in his teenage years. Loves the challenge and risk to feel alive, freedom to explore as he pleases. As well along the way, looking for interesting history in rocks/formation.

One day in late teens, he spotted a rocky cliff with sharp jagged rocks at the bottom. Unfortunately he didn't properly check one of the ropes and not get a new one. The rope snapped and Geo fell, landing onto the rocks, the rock penetrates his chest. Brainy , doctor Smurf afew others had to save him through emergency surgery. Geo was lucky to find strength and determination to crawl all the way back to village with a terrible injury. Since then.

It took Geo many many years healing himself. Mostly mentally, while the wound is fully healed. He gets phantom pains and nightmares from it. But now- Geo wants to feel useful again, strong and brave. Using his maturity, kindness. He joins the guardian team giving advice and friendship along the way.

Name: Smurfgemstone/gemstone smurf

Also known as: Gemstone/Gem/Stone

Species: Smurf

Gender: female

Pronouns: she/her

Age: unknown (estimated to be around 140)

Sexuality: aroace

Relations: Dragonfruit smurfling/Pitaya (younger brother figure)

Love interest: none

Alignment: villain turned hero

Occupation: unknown

Power/role: rocks and earth

Voice Claim: Jennifer Paz - Lapis Lazuli (Steven Universe)

Character description:

After accidentally being awakened from her slumber in a crystal and causing chaos in the forest and Forbidden forest because of her corruption, (which include putting both forests in a cage of gems and crystals as one of the many things that caused chaos) Gemstone got welcomed in Both villages. And she ended up moving in in the grove.

She was very quite and insecure at first. Afraid to show any intense emotion out of fear of hurting The others again. But opened up bit by bit thanks to all the help and support she recieved from the ones she trusts. Making her able to control her powers a lot better than before.

And despite the guilt she feels, Gemstone is and will always be very thankfull for the kindness and compassion everyone has shown her.

Gemstone sadly doesn’t renember her past, including how she ended up in that crystal in the first place, nor does she know who she was suppost to be. And even with how much She’d like to know, She’s fairly happy with the life she has now. And to her, nothing can ever change that.

Name: Dragonfruit Smurfling 

Also known as: Pitaya,little gremlin

Species: half Smurf (artificial),half dragon

Gender: male

Pronouns: he/him

Age: in his 60s

Sexuality:

Relations: Smurfsnapdragon (older sister figure), Smurfgemstone/Gemstone Smurf (older sister figure),unnamed witch (mom/creator),witch’s son (“brother” abuser)

Love interest: none

Alignment: anti-hero

Occupation: none

Power/role: fire

Voice Claim: Courtney Taylor - TKO (OK KO! let's be heroes!)

Character description:

Dragonfruit Smurfling (or Pitaya) is a manmade Smurf,created by a kind witch. She raised him with love and care,she was basically the best mother he ever had! He was also in good terms with her son,whom he considered his older brother. However,when her death eventually comes,Pitaya was left in the care of the witch's son! Things started of well,but soon fell for the worse,as life was too stressful for the man to handle;and so,he found himself drowning in alcohol,becoming abusive and neglectful towards the poor child. Pitaya eventually escaped the man,when he attempted to sold him for gold. The young one struggled to survive in the forest,until he made his way into the forbidden forest,hoping he would be safe there. Snapdragon found and took him under her wings of love and care

Dragonfruit is an aggressive and violent child who uses destruction and mayhem as a way to defend himself. He's also prone to insult and get hostile at almost anyone. But deep down,he's deeply insecure due to the trauma that he's suffering. He may be aggressive,but he's a good kid who likes having fun and be mischievous:33

Dragonfruit has separation anxiety and claustrophobia due to the abuse and negligence that he suffered. He's prone to be clingy,but is distrustful towards adults.

He is considered a member of Smurf Grove,living with Snapdragon whom he considers his older sister. The earrings,necklace and bracelets are gifted from Snapdragon! His appearance is heavily inspired by Pitaya Dragon Cookie from Cookie run

Name: Butterfly Smurf

Also known as: flutter

Species: Smurf 

Gender: male 

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 150

Sexuality: homosexual

Relations: (Magician) Butterfly Smurf (younger twin brother)

Love interest: Archer Smurf

Alignment: hero

Occupation: unknown 

Power/role: electricity, control of thunder storms

Voice Claim: Michael C. Pizzuto - Snufkin (Comet in Moominland)

Character description:

Butterfly is a sweet and shy and full of spirit. Always curious and wonder. Who tends to do his own little adventures and trying out news things.

Due to his curiosity when he was a little smurfling. papa took him and his friends out to camp to teach them the ways of survival. Butterfly didn’t listen about sticking together and wondered off deep into the forest. butterfly didn’t know they were in the area where mythical birds with powerful voices. Disturb them, their screeches could make you become deaf.

And that’s exactly what happened. Butterfly innocently ran, giggling into the meadows and bumped into that particular bird. The screech was deathing- the bird was so startled letting out the worst sound butterfly ever heard. The young Smurf blacked out. Papa thankfully found him. But unfortunately since then, now grown up to adult. He’s always being deaf now and used sign language. (Or notebook for Smurfs to write down for him)

Laconia the wood elf was the one that taught butterfly sign language in the first place.

Now butterfly is a gaurdian who helps protect the village and other species. His partner is Archer Smurf. Whom being dating for years.

Name: Archer Smurf

Also known as: windy, lucky clover (butterfly)

Species: Smurf 

Gender: male 

Pronouns: he/him

Age: 150

Sexuality: pansexual

Relations: Hunter Smurf (older brother figure)

Love interest: Butterfly Smurf

Alignment: hero

Occupation: protector

Power/role: wind

Voice Claim: Courtney Taylor - KO (OK KO! Let's be heroes!)

Character description:

Archer Smurf may be a blind one,but his other senses helps him a lot in protecting the rear forest area close to the village. He has a soul as free as the wind,as he loves wandering around the forest,making friends with both smurfs and animals alike! He takes his role as guardian of nature quite seriously,and will not let anyone or anything hurt it,even if it means sacrificing himself

Archer is very optimistic and super friendly,he tends to question a lot of things due to his lack of vision,which may unintentionally annoys others. But he's a huge sweetie pie tho,as he prefers to bring peace to everyone and everything than using violence. But if his buttons are pushed far enough,he will not hesitate to use his arrows.

Due to his heightened hearing and smelling abilities,he prefers to stay in the forest than being in the village cuz it can get overstimulating for him. He plays the flute extremely good and his favorite plant is the dandelion! At first,he didn't accept the offer of getting magical glasses from Papa Smurf because he thinks he has been ok without it,but quickly changed his mind

Fun fact: his design is heavily inspired by Wind Archer Cookie from Cookie run! And he's shipped with Butterfly Smurf!

Speaking of his Butterfly, They first met in the forest and quickly became friends. After a while,they started dating!!!

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In the tim hanahaki disease does tim change? If so how much? I feel like a lot of his morality comes from his emotions. Logically, he could see the reason in killing and see the benefits and cons and how some pros outweight the cons. Does blackmail and manipulation still work? Is he different? How so? Does yg still love him and does he love them back?

Hello ~ I've answered it a wee bit in this post, but let's go more in-depth!

When Tim loses his ability to feel, I initially characterized this as Tim's particular "Pit Madness" being a direct result of Ra's reviving a dead Tim. Important notes with this:

Pit Madness can decrease/dissolve/disappear

Tim could recover emotionally

Tim's hanahaki disease is being tempered by his Pit Madness

Basically, Tim is fighting poison with poison. If he allows the Pit Madness to consume him, he is incapable of feeling love or care for his loved ones. If he completely fights back the Pit Madness (which is exhausting), the hanahaki returns. It's a cruel battle, and the cure to his hanahaki would be feeling loved by his loved ones... Which leaves him vulnerable for either the P.M. or the flowers to act up. It's a vicious cycle.

At the start, Tim doesn't recognize that the Pit Madness is affecting him. He's not flying into fits of rage, he's not irrational, and he's not overtly violent. His ability to compartmentalize seems to have increased (which is wrong), but that's a good thing. He's not allowing his emotions to distract him or get in his way.

Yet, he's also struggling to laugh or bask in his loved ones' attention. He's just numb, and he's not even worried about how empty he feels.

He becomes similar to a machine only focused on its goal. He eats, sleeps, and continues to do vigilante work because he's supposed to. He knows he has to save people, but his perception of how starts to shift. He doesn't quite understand why killing the Joker, Scarecrow, Professor Pyg, etc. is considered a bad thing. From a purely logical standpoint, Arkham does not contain them. They escape and endanger people, which is counter to his goal of protecting them. He's has many many debates about murder while in P.M. state.

Emotional arguments do not work on him while he's P.M. It makes communicating with him infuriating because he seems to not care about other people. The other person would also have to be completely calm during the discussion (which is a shitty standard when discussing highly emotional subjects).

As far as YJ loving Tim, yes. It's hard at the beginning when they don't understand why Tim is acting the way that he is. When they figure it out, they are able to safely lower Tim's P.M. to a more manageable state. It took a ton of trial and error, but Tim will usually call them if he notices he's slipped into it again.

He for sure loves his loved ones when he's not in P.M. While he's in its thralls, however, he doesn't feel love for them. He still looks out and cares for them even if he isn't emotionally feeling it (you could add in a slightly possessive "they are mine" P.M. stuff for qpr if you'd like to bolster why Tim cares about them regardless).

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If shipping isn't your thing, we have found family, misadventures, QPRs – so many things you could think of!

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The minimum word limit for fics is 7k. There is no maximum! Some writers are cooking up absolute novels of content!

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If you're an artist and your writer drops out, you will be given the chance to pick a different fic to work on, and you will be given additional time to do so. We hope this won't happen as authors have been working on their fics in the lead up!

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There are five check ins after artists join – May 30, to confirm you've spoken to your partner, June 13, to confirm you've got sketch/lines done, June 27 to provide an update, July 18 to provide further update, August 1 to confirm everything is ready to go for posting August 3!

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